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hadriel_logs2018-02-17 10:50 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2018-02-17 10:50 am
Event Log: Kiss me Kill me
Who: All characters in the city
What: The event log for the Kiss me Kill me event!
Where: All around the city
When: Feb 17th-24th
Warnings: potential violence & abuse
What: The event log for the Kiss me Kill me event!
Where: All around the city
When: Feb 17th-24th
Warnings: potential violence & abuse
Things are... a bit different on the morning of the 17th. When you wake up, your first thought is of the person or thing you love the most. That in itself isn't very strange- maybe you think about the lucky someone often. This time, however, it's accompanied by a deep-seated need to be near them. You have to find them and soon, so you can be with them- and if you can't be with them, then you'll find a new way to prove your devotion.
Maybe that new way is via kidnapping, maybe it's via poisoning the person they're spending time with, or maybe it's just a matter of you being in their personal space all the time. Whatever the case, your obsession doesn't make much sense but you lack the self awareness to see it for what it is. Hopefully someone stops you before it's too late...
Unfortunately, you may be dealing with your own crazed stalker. How are you going to shake them off so you can get back to the thing that really matters to you? Let's hope things don't get violent!► This log covers February 17th-February 24th.
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No, it... well, I mean, fuckin' yeah, okay, it was like one of those deep sexy voices. But that ain't it.
[Gren kind of looks away for a second, because he's fucking embarrassed, but he also knows that he can't stop there. If he does, he'll never hear the end of it. He has to ride this embarrassment train all the way to the destination.]
When Beowulf talked, everybody fuckin' shut up and listened. He had that kinda voice.
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Fuck, I can get down hard on a voice like that. Can't really blame you.
[Even pressed this close together, Lup can't miss the way Gren looks away, embarrassed in a way that is kinda freaking adorable, not that she'd ever admit it. Her hand wraps around his arm, gentle and surprisingly soft, unspoken encouragement to continue. Because she needs this.]
No shit? Not bullshitting me? Everyone? [Gren doesn't seem like the type to exaggerate, not like her and her twin.] Fuck. No wonder you fell for 'im. But nothing happened? Not even a little?
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[The kind of hero that didn't give a fuck and went around killing big, bad shit until he started getting a reputation. Arrogant, powerful, self-centered-- an asshole, basically. Because Gren's dick has a type.]
If me losin' a fuckin' arm and a ma is nothin', then yeah. Didn't see him for another couple of centuries after that.
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Lup waves away the casualties at this point, grinning.] Okay, so what then? When you saw him again? Give me those good deets.
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We finished a fuckin' jigsaw puzzle. The fuck do you think I did?
[He climbed that blond Nordic muscle man like a fucking tree, that's what he did.]
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But this seems to be a good enough answer for the elf, who claps her hands almost gleefully before giving the man a playful nudge in the side.]
Hot.
So who else? Who was next on your long ass list of disasters?
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[He hadn't been... very good about relationships that weren't wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am one night stand sort of deals. Usually after getting into a fight with the guy. That isn't exactly a system that's conducive to second dates or proper introductions.]
Look, I was fucked up for most of the sixties and seventies, okay? I remember like three weeks of it and most of that was wakin' up hungover with my fuckin' pants on the ceiling fan.
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Alright, alright. I'll stop harassin' you about your past flings an' shit. Th' whole point of this was that you should get your act together and finally talk to Wade. Relationship or not, like, the dude deserves to know.
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[Talk isn't really Gren's specialty, and it's not exactly a hidden weakness. There's more than one person that could fit that sentence, though, more than one man that really had deserved to know, because he can't not be a shitshow even just once in his life. Gren looks at that locked bedroom door and he probably keeps his eyes there just a few seconds too long.]
[Once is an incident. Twice starts to indicate a pattern. He'd been fine with being a lonely asshole until Rhys came along and forced him to be otherwise. Maybe he should be grateful that the kindness of one weird fuckboy set the foundation for his future relationships, but in those moments, Gren just sort of... misses the gangly little shit. Misses how he'd babble about incomprehensible computer shit and all the containers of ice cream he'd stash in the back of the freezer.]
...I guess you ain't wrong. But when the fuck have I ever had my shit together?
[Literally never. His shit has always been all over the place.]
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[Boy, does she feel that right now or what. But there's at least a little touch of acknowledgement to Gren's words. At least he sees his own patterns, even if he isn't quite prepared to fix them yet.
That has to count for something, right?]
Hey, can I get another drink? I'm startin' to feel shit again and I wanna put a stop to that whole experience real fast.