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Yastiah falls backwards, taking care to have his hand meet the clips at a place where their sensitive pressure triggers will not detonate. Disarming each one, he slides them back one by one into his coat.
"Quite nice. Top that one, everybody."
He notices Etomi looking away nervously, everyone else breathing sighs of relief that his clips didn't go off.
"I wouldn't mind being the next victim......"
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Forrest studied his hostess with interest, trying to note all her eye movements and body language.
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*Seeing the hunt for the next subject on, Levantine glances to the fire, other guests, then realizes it would probably be best to appear neutral rather than avoiding eye contact. So he passes a few glanes toward Satina in passing as casually as he would glance over a cave stone. Well, that was the idea anyways. Not good with a bluff of any kind, Levantine's slight apprehension is obvious after the previous dare.*
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Satina
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Satina smiles at Yastiah's eagerness to be chosen.
"Yeah, well, I think you've had enough fun for now little man. I think I'd rather choose...you, Etomi, you haven't had any fun yet! So Etomi pick your poison, truth or dare?"
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Time wasted is existance; used is life.
Edward Young, Night Thoughts
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Curses. Etomi sighs at her inability to make herself inconspicuous, then smiles. If I really didn't want to play, I wouldn't be here, she reminds herself.
With a smile of pure bravado, she looks Satina in the eye. "I believe I'll take... a dare." Why not, she doesn't have many hideous things to confess anyway. She looks at her hostess unblinkingly, awaiting her sentence.
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Etomi by Kimara Archer
Thank you so much, Kim! I lurve it!
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Yes! More suffering! ROCK!!!!!!
Yastiah unconsciously licks his lips, considering breaking out his player to act as a soundtrack to the mayhem.
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Satina
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Satina looks Etomi over from where she was sitting for a moment, trying to think of something that she would probably never do. Then, slowly, an almost evil grin spreads across her face. Her hands tattoo even begins to glow a little more than it was before.
"Ok, dare. This will seem rather simple in comparisn to what has happened so far, it's practicly nothing. Boring even."
She pauses for a moment just to add to whatever suspense was in the room. Then she continues.
"I dare you to take off the largest piece of clothing that you are wearing and leave it off for the next, oh, say, three turns."
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Time wasted is existance; used is life.
Edward Young, Night Thoughts
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The gargoyle was relieved by the way things turned out, but somewhat disheartened by the turn of the game. These people truly took delight in something that could very well end their existence. And that of others. Wasn't that wrong? He remembered how Lysshan wept when her little pet died. And when her father died, as short lived as that mourning had been. It shook its head, appearing to scoff at the newest dare but in truth rejecting the display of nonchallant cruelty. And the fox was still acting excited, as if he desired more. Iblyse kept his watch on that one, hoping he did not get a chance to dare again.
What was so bad with taking one's robe off? People did it all the time when they went to bed, or washed. It seemed, like Satina said, to be a trivial matter. But then again, the look in her eye was somewhat akin to the fox's. He was learning to fear that.
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Like a small snowflake
Has many different facets
The Iblyse towers.
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"YEAH!!!!!!"
Yastiah shoves one of the earbud speakers into his ear, something slow and grinding to complement the imminent stripping......
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Etomi blinks, hesitates, then shrugs.
"Very well. I suppose the cloak doesn't count? I'll take off the robe, then."
That said, she stands and moves into the back of the cave to undress. She takes a deep breath, knowing that everyone is watching her, then unclasps the brooch that fastens the robe at the neck. Etomi eases her arms out of the sleeves, and the robe slithers to the ground around her. She's now wearing a coral-colored shift that stops halfway down the thigh, with a low neckline and thin straps at the shoulders.
She gathers up the robe and folds it, then resumes her seat. That wasn't too bad, she thinks. At least it's a warm evening. As an afterthought, she kicks off her stained old boots and puts the robe on top of them.
"Now it's my turn to select a victim... so I'll pick Levantine." Looking to the meerkat, she says, "Truth or dare?"
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Etomi by Kimara Archer
Thank you so much, Kim! I lurve it!
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(O.O.C.:Ah, cripes. Yeah, I read it, too...... guess that's what happens when you roleplay a pervert and make assumptions  )
EDIT: Yastiah jacks up the volume, waiting for the next semi-interesting dare......
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((ooc: I didn't step behind a cave wall, I just moved away from the group. The cave is just a room, no partitions. Everyone saw the whole thing, assuming they chose to watch. Which you probably would've. ))
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Etomi by Kimara Archer
Thank you so much, Kim! I lurve it!
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*Levantine casts his glance into the fire as Etomi rises to change, and only takes a few side glances as she returns and finds her still clothed with relative modesty and has no reaction to the new set. He knew several people who wore less for everyday wear, a lot of people in fact. Next she chose...*
"Me? Alright then..."
*Truth or dare? At least it wasn't Yastiah. Levantine was sure he was bluffing about the grenades being live just for effect, but he hoped noone would take another one of his dares. But Etomi...he was too curious to take anything else.*
"What dare do you have for me? I'll take it."
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Satina's eyes never left Etomi for an instant as she went to the back of the cave and took off her robe. Her tattoo's glow dimmed a bit when she saw the shift she was wearing, but it was still a little brighter than before. She'll admit it, even if it is to herself, she was kinda wishin Etomi would be wearin at least a little less than that, but still, it was good. Her eyes glance over to Levantine for a moment when Etomi goes to him for the next round, but they soon go back to checkin out Etomi and her cute little outfit.
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Time wasted is existance; used is life.
Edward Young, Night Thoughts
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Etomi thoughtfully rubs her chin for a moment, then raises an eyebrow and smirks, gazing into the fire. She turns to Levantine.
"I dare you to pick one individual in this room. It doesn't matter who. Make up a song about them and sing it for us. Now."
She leans back and crosses one leg over the other, ready to become an audience again.
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Etomi by Kimara Archer
Thank you so much, Kim! I lurve it!
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The wanderer paused.
a sign? what the heck is a sign doing out here?
He approached, shifting the backpack on his back, his eyes widened, then a smile played about his lips, his feral teeth glinted.
Sounds like my kind of place
He walked into the cave and looked around
"Yo, whats up peeps?"
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The Master strikes again, thanks clea! The wonderful colour has been added thanks to EM, the Elctric monk
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*Levantine perked up at the request. It could be quite amusing. While looking around for a victim of his song, a lucky volunteer happened to wander right in. Levantine stood to face him with a grin and began to sing. Not very sure of himself it was more lyrics than anything especially musical.*
"And so to this humble fire, a stranger has found his way.
Come see Satina, our host for Truth or Dare this day.
So come in, don't be shy, or you'll never stand a chance
For a truth may lead to embarassment or a dare to romance..."
*At this Levantine gives a short wink to Etomi, sitting beside the fire somewhat more scantily clothed than normal for her. Starting to enjoy himself, he began to sing more clearly and quickly*
"...I'm sure you've many secrets that you'd rather not divulge,
Be it the dark past behind the...er...meaning of a bulge..."
*Levantine winces at his own rhyme. That we terrible, but he couldn't think of anything better on the fly. He began to sing faster to cover it up.*
"Uh, we'll know so much more about each other before the day is done,
So come on in and have a seat, it's sure to be fun.
You haven't missed that much, just juggling with live grenades
Some kissing, some undressing, and other escapades.
Surely you've a clever mind to come up with much much more
And with you dear sir it's sure never to be a bore.
So join this odd bunch gathered round the flame,
Have a seat good sir cat and come and join the game."
*Hoping he hasn't frightened away the new guest, Levantine turns to Etomi to see if the brief tune met with her approval*
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Etomi applauds softly when Levantine turns to her, greatly impressed by his quick thinking. "Nicely done. All right, Levantine, you're off the hook. You can choose someone else."
She smiles at him, then turns to the newcomer. Remembering her recently-enhanced cleavage, she decides that curtseying would probably not be a good idea and gives him a deep nod instead. "Welcome to our game. Care to introduce yourself?"
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Etomi by Kimara Archer
Thank you so much, Kim! I lurve it!
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"Thank you Etomi"
*Levantine turns to the victim of his song*
"Yes, welcome. I am Levantine, pleased to meet you."
*Levantine waits for everyone to be seated and comfortable again before sitting himself and choosing the next player*
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"Wow, Levantine, that was pretty badass. I didn't know you could spit it."
Yastiah eyes the newcomer.
Fresh meat......
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"Um...thank you Yastia"
*Levantine's understanding of slang was such that he thought it should be taken as a compliment, but something about it didn't quite sound right. He had never really thought of music in the terms of badass and spitting, not a positive appraisal anyways.*
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Yastiah hears the hint of confusion (or offense?) in Levantine's voice, and was happy to learn that yet another member of the game had been slightly put off by his manner, not enough to eject him from the circle, perhaps, but enough to put them on edge.
"Who's next, then?!"
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Exie watches the dares with a slight smirk on her face. She is relieved to have avoided anything so dramatic, but quite enjoys watching others in this odd form of entertainment.
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Thanks for the Exie doll, Mercutio!
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C'mots grin stays on his face as the meerkat sings in front of him. He folds his arms across his chest as he waits out the tune, a glint in his eyes.
As the song ended, he bowed to the Anthro.
"Well sung my man, well sung." He turned in a circle appraising each.
"my names C'mot pleased ta meet ya all. now..." His eyebrows raised.
"Lets have some fun." With that he pluncked down off to the side of the circle by Satina
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The gargoyle clapped its hands loudly at Levantine's improvised lyrics. True that the meerkat was not as accomplished a poet as he was at recalling musical pieces, but it was amusing, and for the first time, a dare without any malice or mockery behind it.
It nodded its head at the stranger, waiting for the other greetings to subside before welcoming him into their midst and introducing itself, the same as it did before.
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Like a small snowflake
Has many different facets
The Iblyse towers.
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