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overbox2024-05-22 05:56 pm
ordainedbarkeep) wrote in overbox2024-05-22 05:56 pm
Never Ever (open RP post)
This is some kind of place between places. A land where anyone can meet anyone else, and friendships can form between people who would never have reason to meet each other.
At the moment, it's the resting place for the Laughing Toadstool, the bar that Iren owns and runs. Don't think about it too hard.
The place is closed for business tonight, as a more private gathering is occurring. At Iren's urging, the furniture has arranged itself into a rough circle of seating. In the center of the seating area is a snack table covered with various bits of finger food which Iren, being the priestess of the god of hospitality, spent all day making herself. It's all delicious. There is also an open bar for those who want a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. The seats are an eclectic collection of couches and stools and chairs and cushions and blankets. The whole setup is really very cozy and intimate.
A chalkboard has been propped up along the edge of the seating area, on which the rules of the game have been written:
STRIP NEVER HAVE I EVER
1: Each of us take turns listing something we have never done with the phrasing "Never Have I Ever _____".
2: If someone lists something they have never done and you HAVE done it, you must take off an article of clothing.
3: Socks, shoes, earrings, and other items that come in pairs must be taken off in pairs. No taking off one sock at a time.
4: We keep playing until everyone is naked (or we get bored).
5: Don't feel limited to only taking one turn, if things feel like they're slowing down too much.
6: There are a few spare beds upstairs, should anyone need them, for whatever reason. =)
No one who is invited to this gathering is a stranger to everyone else (If nothing else, feel free to assume you have met Iren before.). No one was forced to come against their will. Everyone was aware that this would involve naked people. Everyone invited is an adult. Iren prides herself as a hostess, and has gone to great efforts to ensure that only people who are actually interested in such an event were invited.
IN SHORT: Let's learn a little thing or two about each other while getting sexy in here.
At the moment, it's the resting place for the Laughing Toadstool, the bar that Iren owns and runs. Don't think about it too hard.
The place is closed for business tonight, as a more private gathering is occurring. At Iren's urging, the furniture has arranged itself into a rough circle of seating. In the center of the seating area is a snack table covered with various bits of finger food which Iren, being the priestess of the god of hospitality, spent all day making herself. It's all delicious. There is also an open bar for those who want a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. The seats are an eclectic collection of couches and stools and chairs and cushions and blankets. The whole setup is really very cozy and intimate.
A chalkboard has been propped up along the edge of the seating area, on which the rules of the game have been written:
1: Each of us take turns listing something we have never done with the phrasing "Never Have I Ever _____".
2: If someone lists something they have never done and you HAVE done it, you must take off an article of clothing.
3: Socks, shoes, earrings, and other items that come in pairs must be taken off in pairs. No taking off one sock at a time.
4: We keep playing until everyone is naked (or we get bored).
5: Don't feel limited to only taking one turn, if things feel like they're slowing down too much.
6: There are a few spare beds upstairs, should anyone need them, for whatever reason. =)
No one who is invited to this gathering is a stranger to everyone else (If nothing else, feel free to assume you have met Iren before.). No one was forced to come against their will. Everyone was aware that this would involve naked people. Everyone invited is an adult. Iren prides herself as a hostess, and has gone to great efforts to ensure that only people who are actually interested in such an event were invited.
IN SHORT: Let's learn a little thing or two about each other while getting sexy in here.
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[Off go his socks in any event.]
Even been surfing before. Though it gets a little weird now with the curse I've got.
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And what kind of curse? I've seen a few weird ones, but I don't know if any of them affected surfing.
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[As far as a person having wings makes sense to Ranma. There were only certain birds, like ducks, that could swim.]
It still feels a little embarrassing to say even though I've gotten better about not seeing it as a bad thing, but if I get splashed with cold water, my body transforms into a girl's body.
I'm not as negative about it as I used to be, but I still call it a curse since I can't control it.
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...also, and this is my paranoia noticing all the pitchers of drinks around, but what's your pronoun situation if that happens? I don't want to accidentally pile anything on you.
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[He's still getting used to being asked questions like this.]
Stick with he and him even if I'm in the girl body. Obviously, won't bite your head off if you don't recognize me and get it wrong, though.
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[He grabs a cup of water, pours it on himself and in a matter of seconds he transforms into a shorter girl with red hair and curves. Ranma still had the muscles of a martial artist and about the same hair length, but most else was different.]
Pretty different. I figure it must be similar to the woman that fell into the cursed spring to begin with.
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[He. He's hot and in a body that doesn't match his preferences. Even if it matches hers, down to the hair color. But that's not important, what's important is respecting people. Unless...okay stop. You're here to explore your own boundaries not pick up shapeshifters.]
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Yeah, that would make sense. I'm assuming that that's where the curse comes from? Some unfortunate woman leaving a mark on those who follow her after her death?
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Oh, no, she didn't have to die or anything. I mean, she technically could've, but it's the spring water in that place that's messed up. Whatever falls in first makes an imprint on the spring. Then the next person that falls in gets cursed.
My dad fell into a similar spring, but he turns into a panda.
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That's...back to being a weirdly specific curse, not gonna lie. How many of these springs are there if there's one for a girl and one for a panda?
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I think I remember someone saying it's over a hundred? Though I don't know what all of them are, obviously.
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Even the people living in the area just know the mechanics, not what caused it.
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[She thinks on this.]
I almost want to ask for a sample, but I'm trying to decide whether anyone I know who wants a girl's body would want a specific girl's body.
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Before I got comfortable, and considered this body mine just as much as the guy one, I tried to find a "cure" plenty of times.
It's not exact, since I know another person that fell into that spring, and they look different, but their build will probably be kinda similar to mine if they fell in.