OPEN ☆ If we were in a perfect world
Who: Shell Overlord (
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!]
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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!]
NSFW
[God fucking damn it, no matter how much Chuuya wills his body to move, it instantly betrays him and grows even hotter instead. Shell drawing closer is like standing next to a blazing inferno, and Chuuya can’t make his frazzled brain cooperate long enough to retaliate.
He’s so hard that it’s painful, and even his clothes brushing over his skin set off little shockwaves of pleasure within him.]
Turn...turn it off...!
[He doesn’t explicitly say that he concedes, but he really can’t do much like this.]
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I'll stop if you say you give up... er, but I don't know if it'll actually stop the... problem. [HE GLANCES AT HIS BONER and then looks away, blushing and scratching his cheek.] That usually takes longer to wear off than the scary parts.
[...]
[Okay, maybe this was actually, like, incredibly mean.]
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...mmmmnnn.
[Chuuya forces himself upright, taking a few slow steps towards Shell despite how his body seems to protest every move.]
Give up...? Like hell.
[Maybe Chuuya can’t focus enough to activate his ability, but he can definitely still aim a roundhouse kick at Shell for a little petty revenge. Alas his reflexes are much slower, and Shell will have an opportunity to dodge if he’s quick.]
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[But pheromones aside, he was a soft, squishy boy... he really didn't look like he could take a lot. Even now, he's holding his side in pain, doubled over a little.]
[...]
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[Because when he looks up, uh. This sure is his face.]
[And while Chuuya wouldn't know this: vampire's pheromones gets stronger in two situations. When they feel fear, and when they're aroused. Which means that blast of pheromones is going to get even stronger all of sudden, given he's still actively using them.]
H-Hey... come on, that really hurt. Did you have to kick me?
KINKSHAMING SHELL
He’ll think back on how lovely that face that Shell is making is later, because for now...]
....I give up.
[GRUMBLE GRUMBLE.]
HE DESERVES IT 1/2
[Why does he look disappointed??]
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[His expression quickly shifts into a smile, and in that moment, the powerful force driving Chuuya's arousal suddenly disappears, leaving him still hard, but at a far more manageable level.]
Wow... I can't believe I actually beat you! I won!
[HE LOOKS SO HAPPY LET'S STAND AND DO A VICTORY POSE-- oh, nope, ow. As soon as he stands he hunches forward gripping his side again. It may not have sent him flying, but that's going to leave one hell of a bruise.]
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Chuuya grumbles as he gets to his feet, and while he would love to land another kick for revenge, he’d rather not have the crowd turn against him before his next fight.]
Yeah, yeah.
[No use lingering in the ring to get booed at, so Chuuya helps Shell to his feet before retreating into the locker rooms, his pride wounded but still intact.]
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[Of course, it's not like Shell has any particular reason to be in here, seeing as most of his fights went well without much effort.]
Er... so are you feeling okay? I didn't actually mean for that to happen.... I think I mentioned before that my pheromones haven't been working right lately. Usually this effect is more... subtle.
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[He’s just sulking right now, though he’s still hard regardless of how pouty he looks. He glances back over his shoulder at Shell, huffing.]
That kick was just a taste of what I can actually do.
[Ugh. Now that he’s looking at Shell he remembers the expression the vampire had made after Chuuya had kicked him, and it’s infuriating just how pretty he is.]
Now the crowd is just one giant orgy.
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[HE CAN STILL HEAR IT at least he can probably just claim his reward up front instead of waiting out in the ring. Will they even have more matches tonight with that going on?? Probably not.]
But thanks for not kicking me any harder. I think I would have been the I've giving up in that case, if I could have even gotten the words out... you're really strong.
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[Don't mind Chuuya, he’s just being a grouch right now.]
Don’t thank me. It would’ve been hard enough to send you flying at full strength.
[Ah, at least his arousal isn’t quite as bad anymore.]
What was with that reaction, anyway? It looked like you enjoyed being kicked.
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[SHIT WAS HE THAT OBVIOUS]
Of-- Of course not! It really hurt! I know you said you weren't going to hold back, but I sill didn't think you'd actually try to hurt me... I was just surprised.
[Not that he looks upset about it at all. He used his pheromones, so it was only fair, really.]
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Of course I was gonna fight back. Even if it didn’t work.
[Now that Chuuya has had a chance to calm down he turns to face Shell, crossing his arms with a huff.]
You owe me a drink.
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[But with Chuuya facing him again, his eyes do end up traveling downward just... to check.]
...but are you sure you don't need a cold shower first?
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I don’t need a cold shower.
[He could easily get himself off in a regular shower though, but with the giant orgy going on outside he’d rather leave sooner than later.]
I’d rather jerk off, but a drink sounds better right now.
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Okay, okay... I'll just pick up my winnings on the way out, and then we can go anywhere you want!
[Just don't drink him back into poverty, that would be the meanest revenge.]
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[Chuuya will try to ignore his boner as he heads out of the locker rooms, and once they collect Shell’s winnings he’ll lead the guy to a local bar that he’s visited several times.
Chuuya slides up to the bar and sits on one of the stools before ordering himself a glass of red wine.]
What are you gonna order?
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[But okay, he wants to make his own choice this time!! So he glances up at the menu of today's specialty drinks written up behind the bar and orders a Flona Cove iced tea. Which is basically just a long island iced tea, aka a big glass with nothing but booze.]
[He's going to get shitfaced, clearly.]
You can get something to eat too, if you want. I don't mind if you eat in front of me -- I'm used to it.
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[Holy shit, Shell is going to get fucked up if he drinks that entire thing...
Should Chuuya stop him? Probably. Is he going to? Nah. Let the guy find out on his own. Meanwhile Chuuya will order some of the local delicacies to sample between drinks.]
You been to Flona Cove yet?
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[There might actually be a little visible redness to his cheeks if he looks closer, but nothing too obvious -- it wasn't too bad, thankfully.]
I'd never really been the beach before. The region closest to the ocean was always too warm to visit... but what about you? The place you come from is probably a lot warmer than mine, right?
That smile tho
[Eyebrow waggle.
Oh, a chance to talk about Yokohama, huh? Chuuya takes a sip of his wine as he stares off into the distance.]
In the summer, yeah. I got to go to the beach a lot for jobs. Only a couple of times for leisure.
[He’s been to Flona cove a few times too, which had been fun. It’s always hilarious to see people’s reactions to Chuuya walking on water.]
You should try swimming. Unless vampires don’t like water or something.
Protect Shell's Smile 2k18
It sounds like you must have been working a lot. But I guess something like a mafia doesn't have normal work hours, right?
[If they even have set hours at all. He may not be familiar with the specific term, but he's no stranger to things like criminal syndicates or less-than-lawful organisations. Still, he should complain to a labor union, get himself some time off benefits, clearly.]
I wanted to try swimming, but I didn't really have anything I could wear. It's not exactly a popular sport back home, since it's pretty much always winter.
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We took vacations every now and then, but no, you don’t just clock in and out when you work for the Mafia.
[Chuuya raises an eyebrow at that.]
Why not just swim nude? Especially if you don’t get cold.
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And the award for smoothest line goes to Shell Overlord
He's lowkey role playing as One right now, clearly
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done
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