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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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[Karen is already naked and has to do a forfeit now. Did this happen before or after Karen's turn? The answer is time is fake.]
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[ Blink, blink, then a bit of a blush and slight turn away. ] I'm not sure it's your undoing, though. You seem to have already lost all of your clothes before here.
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[Time continues to be fake, but she may or may not have been made to wear a ridiculous string thing and there's a strong possibility her wrists are bound close to her neck.]
But maybe I just have confidence in your ability to come up with something to do to me.
[Or maybe she was trying to be funny and now she's embarrassed that it apparently didn't even register as a joke.]
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[Also, if she didn't and other people did, it'd look like she didn't think she could handle it, and she would lose a competition that exists only in her head.]
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She was raised in a brothel. She taught the emperor's concubines how to have sex. This much shouldn't be anything to her.
But there were other factors to consider. The jovial atmosphere. The possibility of retaliation. The differing cultural norms, which she still wasn't entirely aware of.
The goal was to step outside of one's comfort zone, but what was the boundary between doing so and going too far? What was the boundary between that and not going far enough?
In the end, she settled for something simple, yet would force one to act outside of one's normal boundaries. ]
Very well then. The next attractive person you lay eyes on, you're to maintain physical contact until they tell you to stop. A hand on the arm, a hug, whatever works.
[ She thinks of this like a puzzle solved, and her tone says as much. ]
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[In the most extremely predictable outcome in Strip Never Have I Ever history, Karen promptly walks over beside Maomao and puts an arm around her shoulders.]