Never Ever (open RP post)

[ordainedbarkeep]

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.

Comments

AIOS | OC

[virtualsystem]

Oh, I can't wait to win this.

[who invited this smug asshole.]

Never have I ever bled.

[ordainedbarkeep]

This isn't really the kind of game with winners and losers.

[But she spends a lot of time cooking, and that comes with inevitable knife mishaps. After a moment's consideration, she takes off her blouse. She's still technically decent, but it's getting down to the wire here.

Rather than a modern bra, she has on a corset. NOT one of the ones that damages your lungs to give you a ten inch waist.]

[virtualsystem]

That's something the losers say.

[She floats, reclining on air as if she has an invisible chair.]

[fistsofchange]

[Lin pulls her arms into her sleeves for a minute of shifting around awkwardly, but it's all worth it when she sticks her arms back out while holding her bra in one hand, looking triumphant.]

Bleeding isn't fun. This is, though.

[virtualsystem]

Really? Because mostly that looks inconvenient.

[fistsofchange]

You're just saying that because you don't think you could do it.

[handsonapproach]

Not since I learned how to turn into sand, but...

[...Oops, she's already naked. The headdress stays ON during forfeits.]

Well, I did used to be a mortal. I think this means you get to have me do something beyond stripping?

[virtualsystem]

[hold on. she has to stare.]

... Did you just come here already naked or something? Were you that desperate?

[handsonapproach]

Are you more interested in wasting time on rude questions or having some fun with a beautiful woman who's offering this?

[Gesturing to her body. Is AIOS going to take advantage or just keep being a brat until FDS decides to force the issue?</small]

[2mao]

[ Looks down to her crooked pinky where the tip had been chopped off, then down to the scar on her ankle. Yeah, she wasn't winning this one.

She lets her hair down next, because a hair ribbon totally counts as an article of clothing. She's not making this too easy. ]

I'm still doing pretty good, thank you. But you've truly never bled? Not even during... [ She gestures vaguely. ]

[virtualsystem]

[AIOS shrugs, and then... dissipates into pixels, reappearing on Maomao's other side.]

Bleeding is something organics do.

[wingdoovers]

Never?

[ The voice of doubt. ]

[virtualsystem]

Never.

So, start stripping.

[curse_of_boy]

Oh, that's dirty, but anything goes.

[Fuck, he's already taking off his pants, but well everyone's gonna end up naked here eventually. Down to his sensible boxers at this point.]

[virtualsystem]

Hey, I want to win. Anything to win, right?

[She smiles, pretty pleased with herself.]

[preventedmurder]

Didn't know weird interdimensional inns had robot girls, but......actually why wouldn't they. We've got those at home.

[She's removing a belt and very carefully placing it in a pile with her boots and socks.]

That is what we're talking here, I assume.

[virtualsystem]

Robots? Don't be ridiculous. I simply have no need for such physicality.

[AIOS vanishes into a cloud of pixels, before coalescing into herself once more.]

[hatefuldays]

Ahaha... yup, I've bled.

[*Hyun-ae unbuttons her shirt, then shrugs it off. Finally starting to get indecent.]

I mean, technically I haven't? But I'm an AI copy of a living human, and she bled, so I think it counts.

[virtualsystem]

[AIOS points, and a copy of *Hyun-ae's shirt reappears on her...]

I refuse to count that. An "AI copy"? Don't be ridiculous. If you're not her, then even if you possess her information, it wasn't you.

[actuallycuring]

[Karen takes off her... oh, she's out of clothes already.]

Oh, it looks like you get to give me an order.

[virtualsystem]

What- I'm not complaining, but already? How did you run out so quickly?!

[axmeowder]

[ Wow, that's cheap, and it gets a glare from the catgirl with multiple very obvious scars.

It feels a little directed.

Still, she pull off her cape and tosses it in a random direction. ]

[virtualsystem]

... What? You got a problem?

[folds her arms and huffs.]

[anoceanofatma]

It's overrated.

[Unbuttoning his silk designer shirt. He has a tanktop on under it.]

[virtualsystem]

I don't think I'm missing out, no.