Objectives Game

[idolpro]

Who: ya'll
Where: the game tower
When: 223 Afternoon

[There is no host to greet you when you all pile off of the elevator, just another lobby area, this one with finger foods and drinks (alcoholic and non) provided, and plenty of comfortable seating areas scattered around.

Your phone will pull up an app that provides gameplay directions and the hints to your objectives. The app will also keep track of each player's score.

Everyone will find they are free to leave the game tower, lives, etc.]

Comments

[purrrnicious]

[She loops the belts around his wrists and cinches it tight.]

. . .Hah, wow, okay. Yeah, it works, and it's definitely weird.

[goodtoolboy]

[snorts]

Eeh, so you just gotta find a bunch of guys to let you tie them up.

[oh huh, that also, hmmm]

[purrrnicious]

[She gives a pleased little prrrt.]

Who says they have to let me?

[goodtoolboy]

Heh, not me. If you want I'll let you hang onto the belts until after the game.

[purrrnicious]

No, you can keep them.

[She crosses back around in front of him, standing a few steps back and tilting her head as she looks him over, her arms crossed.]

Thanks for the help.

[goodtoolboy]

[he doesn't actually look like he's particularly uncomfortable with being tied up tbh]

You look like you're having fun, this what you're actually into?

[purrrnicious]

––What? No! What's wrong with you?

[goodtoolboy]

[actually kinda surprised]

You were the one getting excited about tying people up without asking.

[purrrnicious]

Because it's funny. Not whatever you were thinking.

[goodtoolboy]

[oh, hm]

Alright. Sorry.

[purrrnicious]

Sounds like we're done here.

[goodtoolboy]

Like hell, you still owe me your half.

[purrrnicious]

[Uses In a Sentimental Mood to block his memory of the promise to trade like the asshole she is.]

[goodtoolboy]

[looks, perplexed? Since he does remember ASKING for her half but now he doesn't remember... why... he thought she agreed to anything...

???]

Uh...

[purrrnicious]

Sorry, I just don't like boys.

[She stands up, and goes to walk away, tossing back over her shoulder:]



I'm really flattered, though! Really~.

[goodtoolboy]

[i'm so confused what is happen--]

Oi! You have to untie me still.

[purrrnicious]

[Waves over her shoulder and just keeps walking :>]

[goodtoolboy]

Oi!

[stamps his foot hard enough to make a really loud noise that both deafens and dizzies

also, uses eris alert on her, tell me your feelings]

[purrrnicious]

[She stumbles and squeaks, tail floofing just a little.

There is (or was) smug satisfaction that's now probably overshadowed by fear –– the kind of jump scare, heart pounding startled fear you get from SUDDENLY: A THING, triggered by the Kydoimos Din.

And then followed by a nice little dopamine rush because apparently something about that triggered an objective.]

[goodtoolboy]

[grabs onto that fear and just amps it up, but only enough to indicate he's got some control over it]

Untie me or I'm going to make you so jumpy you spend the rest of the day hiding under your bed.

[purrrnicious]

[She had this powerset for unitswap, she knows it.

Whirling on him, with her ears pinned and tail lashing. She reacts to fear like a cornered cat, claws out and snarling.]




Maybe you should knock it off if you ever want to sleep again! I can make sure you get nothing but nightmares.

[goodtoolboy]

[cranks the fear up again and grins]

I got an objective for using machai you know. The longer you're an asshole about this the more you're helping me win.

[purrrnicious]

[Her reaction is to burst into laughter, though her fur now absolutely is standing on end, and her claws are extended and tense enough it looks painful.]

And I get points for experiencing it! I spent my whole life afraid, you'll have to do better than that to beat me!

[goodtoolboy]

Haah, guess that explains why you think nightmares is any kinda threat.

[god i guess she's not gonna untie me, just yanks hard on the ties until they break, thanks super strength]

[purrrnicious]

[Cool, while he's doing that, she's crossing back over to him to try to punch him in the jaw.]