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Who: Shell Overlord (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
steponme) & OPEN
What: Catch-all Log, now with open prompts!!
When: End of April - Start of May
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): Awkward boners, violence
Fight Club | cw: violence, mind control
[For those who venture down to the see the underground fights, they might find a peculiar scene waiting for them. Standing in the arena and awaiting his opponent is Shell. But for those who know him, there's really no questions that he's not exact;y the fighting type. What's he doing there? Well...]
A. VS (Previous CR only please!)
[...it looks like he's your opponent today. He doesn't look very intimidating, not particularly dressed down beyond having taken off his jacket and scarf, and he doesn't seem to be holding a weapon of any kind. But something you might notice is that a good chunk of the crowd seems to be stepping back. You probably haven't seen what he can do yet -- but even the refferee looks a little standoffish, climbing up over the barricade to stand atop it, out of reach. But as for Shell-- well, he didn't expect to see anyone he knew here.]
...what are you doing here?
B. Domination (OTA)
[...it looks like his battle is about to start. If you're smart, and you've chosen to follow the crowd in sitting in one of the higher seats, then you'll only see the "battle" play out. Shell enters, and just as his opponent starts getting into stance to fight, he suddenly freezes and collapses to his knees. As Shell steps closer, the man starts to scream, pleading for it to "stop" -- whatever it is. Eventually, Shell leans down and whispers something to him, and he starts screaming for the refferee that he gives up.]
[But if you were curious enough to stay as close to the ring as possible, then you'll get to experience what those sitting in the higher seats can only watch: a strong sense of fear and dread seemingly emanates off the battle arena, causing those sitting closest to experience effects similar to the man in the ring. Some start crying, others scream, but most of them only stand and stare in petrified silence. Even the refferee seems affected for a few moments, taking far too long to end the match and give Shell the win.]
[And the moment he does, the heavy atmosphere disappears as suddenly as it appeared. But as Shell heads off stage to wait for his next match, for some reason, he doesn't look very happy about it.]
[ooc: Feel free to alter prompts as you see fit! Let me know in Prompt A whether your character will be effected by Shell's pheromones, as they have a 25% chance of failing entirely. Please note that if you choose to have your character sit too close in Prompt B, they will be affected as well. If you'd like to avoid that, have them sit further back!]
steponme) & OPENWhat: Catch-all Log, now with open prompts!!
When: End of April - Start of May
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): Awkward boners, violence
Fight Club | cw: violence, mind control
[For those who venture down to the see the underground fights, they might find a peculiar scene waiting for them. Standing in the arena and awaiting his opponent is Shell. But for those who know him, there's really no questions that he's not exact;y the fighting type. What's he doing there? Well...]
A. VS (Previous CR only please!)
[...it looks like he's your opponent today. He doesn't look very intimidating, not particularly dressed down beyond having taken off his jacket and scarf, and he doesn't seem to be holding a weapon of any kind. But something you might notice is that a good chunk of the crowd seems to be stepping back. You probably haven't seen what he can do yet -- but even the refferee looks a little standoffish, climbing up over the barricade to stand atop it, out of reach. But as for Shell-- well, he didn't expect to see anyone he knew here.]
...what are you doing here?
B. Domination (OTA)
[...it looks like his battle is about to start. If you're smart, and you've chosen to follow the crowd in sitting in one of the higher seats, then you'll only see the "battle" play out. Shell enters, and just as his opponent starts getting into stance to fight, he suddenly freezes and collapses to his knees. As Shell steps closer, the man starts to scream, pleading for it to "stop" -- whatever it is. Eventually, Shell leans down and whispers something to him, and he starts screaming for the refferee that he gives up.]
[But if you were curious enough to stay as close to the ring as possible, then you'll get to experience what those sitting in the higher seats can only watch: a strong sense of fear and dread seemingly emanates off the battle arena, causing those sitting closest to experience effects similar to the man in the ring. Some start crying, others scream, but most of them only stand and stare in petrified silence. Even the refferee seems affected for a few moments, taking far too long to end the match and give Shell the win.]
[And the moment he does, the heavy atmosphere disappears as suddenly as it appeared. But as Shell heads off stage to wait for his next match, for some reason, he doesn't look very happy about it.]
[ooc: Feel free to alter prompts as you see fit! Let me know in Prompt A whether your character will be effected by Shell's pheromones, as they have a 25% chance of failing entirely. Please note that if you choose to have your character sit too close in Prompt B, they will be affected as well. If you'd like to avoid that, have them sit further back!]
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[Gonna just. Go back to what he was doing before. Putting on some of the ointment now before laying some gauze down for the bandage.]
I used to feel guilty whenever I drank human blood... but I didn't feel that this time. Maybe because you offered it to me?
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[Ah, Chuuya will just soak up the attention for a moment. Obviously he deserves it.]
But you’re gonna need more, right? I can be your source if you want.
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[He actually considers it for a second -- and then smiles, cheeks flushing as he looks away.]
You'll get anemic if I drink from you too much. But... if you want to offer sometimes, I... I won't say no.
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[What does Chuuya get out of it, you ask? It’s a mystery.
He’s just a nice guy is all.]I’m sure there’s others who would offer too, just in case.
[He’ll stay sitting for just a moment longer to avoid dizziness.]
I dunno where else is good to bite, but as long as it’s not the face, I don’t care.
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[But it's fine, Shell is unaware of his blatant vampire fetish.]
Anywhere is usually fine. I probably should have just used your arm.
[Makes it a little less obvious that someone was gnawing on his neck. Bite mark aside, that'll probably leave a nasty bruise too.]
I've only ever drank like this a couple of times, so... I think I bite you harder than I needed to. Sorry...
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Eh. It’ll heal.
[It’s not like he loves his neck bitten or anything...]
It didn’t hurt that much. I’ve been shot and stabbed and thrown into walls. Punched, too. All of that hurt way worse than a bite.
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[Chuuya is too extra for him tbh.]
You...really must have lived some life before you came here, huh...
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[Not like he really needs to, but still.]
Yup. That’s pretty tame for the Mafia, actually.
[Considering there were abilities that could literally tear a person apart in seconds.]
Anyway, it’s fine. You can drink my blood again sometime.
[Chuuya’s voice softens then, and he looks down at his own gloved hands.]
It’s not a bad thing, not wanting to hurt people.
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[But somehow, it's when his voice softens and he looks down at his hands that he can picture it -- and perhaps picture him living a life he doesn't entirely miss now.]
...you know, I didn't really get the chance to thank you yet. [He looks up and sets a hand on Chuuya's shoulder, flashing a bright smile.] So... thank you.
I don't know if there's anything I can offer in return, but... if there is ever anything I can help you with, let me know, okay?
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No problem.
[Chuuya slowly gets to his feet, and thankfully there’s no dizziness.]
I’ll hold you to that.
[He’s sure he’ll think of something.]
You can stop by the mansion whenever you want. Just give me a head’s up first.
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Okay! I'll be sure to stop by sometime! [Looks like Chuuya's gonna learn the hard way that Shell has few boundaries when he likes someone -- he'll probably let him know while standing outside the front door.] You can drop by anytime you want, too! But err... definitely let me know first, since it can get a little dangerous around here if Reign is testing his perfumes...
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[He didn’t expect Shell to look so happy about that, but he’s not complaining. His smile is almost blinding now, and Chuuya can’t even fight off the dokis anymore.]
Dangerous?
[Because of pheromones? Chuuya assumes that’s what it is.]
I’m still curious about those pheromones of yours.
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Yeah... his perfumes back home were popular because they were similar to pheromones, so he's been trying to recreate similar effects here with, uh... mixed results.
[Uncomfortably mixed results.]
[But this isn't the first time he's asked about his pheromones. And while he kind of likes having a friend who has no idea what they're like, if he's that curious...]
...if you want, I can show you what they're like. But it's... kind of a mood killer? And I don't want to do anything to upset you after you've done so much for me.
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Ah, Shell must mean the friendly atmosphere.]
It’s fine. I’m not gonna cry or hide or anything.
[Even if the effects are unsettling, they can’t be worse than Chuuya losing his mind to Corruption.]
Might as well experience it now so I know what to expect, right?
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If you don't cry, you'd be one of the first... but all right.
[He really doesn't want to use it on him... so maybe he'll only use a little, just to give him a taste of how it feels?]
[Of course, even a little is a lot when you're an Overlord. And this time, Shell's pheromones will be working just as intended...]
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[And then all at once, the atmosphere of the room changes.]
[The air feels heavy, almost painful to breathe, as Chuuya will be struck by an overwhelming sense of being in danger. Like a monster looming just over his shoulder, holding him down and seconds away from snapping him up in its jaws. He'll find it hard to even move, let alone fight back, as irrational as the thought to do so might be.]
[It can be resisted -- but it's difficult. Especially when he's never experienced something like this before.]
[But Shell's also not going to stop there... because he knows Chuuya is curious what makes pheromones so dangerous.]
[And so he approaches, slowly, not unlike a predator stalking its prey, and he leans in closer to whisper into Chuuya's ear--] ...kneel.
[Unlike the fear that tugged at his mind, the compulsion to obey the order will be much harder to resist.]
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When’s the last time he felt true fear? Or that he was the prey instead of the hunter? It’s been a long, long time since Chuuya has felt truly helpless, and while he fights with every ounce of willpower he has, he barely moves an inch. It’s as if something has taken complete control of his body, just like a puppet on a string...
And then that order comes, and Chuuya can’t fight the urge to obediently kneel before Shell. Eyes wide, he finally realizes just how dangerous these pheromones are, and just why Shell had been so reluctant to use them.
In place of tears, however, is a defiant look, and although Chuuya is kneeling, it’s clear that he’s fighting to stand up. Shit, he can’t even speak right now...]
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[But more than all of that, he hates that the sight of Chuuya kneeling in front of him like this sends an unfamiliar shiver down his spine.]
[...]
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...you really didn't cry. That's-- that's good. I think I would have cried too, if that happened... and I already cry a lot.
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Damn. You weren’t kidding about those being powerful.
[It’s impressive, and though there’s still a lingering sense of paranoia and unease in his mind, Chuuya seems to bounce back quickly. Shell actually looks more upset about it than Chuuya does, and after a few more seconds of recovering, Chuuya feels compelled to reach out and cup Shell’s cheek with a gloved hand.]
You really do cry too much.
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You think so? [The hand on his cheek is nice. Somehow it felt so easy to slide into this casual intimacy with Chuuya -- hell, with anyone here, really. This gentle, softer side of himself he never thought he'd be able to show so openly...]
You know, back home... the way I looked when I was using my pheromone... that's the only "me" anyone ever saw. Even Reign thought that was the real me for a long time.
[He takes in a deep breath, calming down in tune with Chuuya, until he can manages a far more genuine smile.]
I'm glad I don't have to pretend to be like that anymore.
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Besides, what better target for revenge or manipulation than a loved one?
But now...well. Chuuya still can’t let his guard down completely, but he’s much more willing to show that he cares now that he knows it (probably) won’t end in a bloodbath.
Now, though, Chuuya simply wants to keep Shell from crying again, because Christ, the guy is going to dehydrate if he keeps it up.]
You’re just you. Nobody expects you to be anything else here.
[Maybe they will eventually, if Shell moves up in Olympian society, but for now he can be himself.]
Gotta admit, I thought pheromones were just for sex up until now. Like animals mating or whatever.
[That’s a thing Chuuya just said.]
cw: Blood Bank is a gross canon and vampires are gross
[And it's a thing Shell should probably clarify and explain... huh...]
[Which means the blushing is back. That's better than crying, right?]
Oh, uhm. They're used for that... too. Probably more often than anything else, actually. Since we can change how they effect the people around us when we use them.
[Which is honestly just as skeevy as it sounds, and even Shell knows what it's like to face powerful pheromones in the bedroom.]
B-But I wasn't going to use something like that on you!
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Didn’t say you would.
[Ah, he’s still on the floor...and still touching Shell. He lets his hand fall before pushing himself up on his feet. It’s difficult to believe that he couldn’t so much as speak on his own under the influence of pheromones.]
Do those work on vampires too?
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[But oh, the moment is over. But it's not until Chuuya is up on his feet that Shell follows suit, face still flushed.]
It's a little different for vampires... stronger pheromones override weaker ones. That's why Blood Lords usually intermarry, so they can ensure their line of pheromones stays strong in their descendants. Otherwise they might fall out of power.
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