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Nero ([personal profile] holydemon) wrote in [community profile] the_campus2013-05-29 05:12 pm

Seven Deadly Cupcakes

[Today, Nero was unfortunate enough to find out about "unique" properties of the Northern Wing. Worst of all, he seemed to be flat-out stuck in the room until he did what was required of him.

On the wall above a large fold-out table there was a note:]

Please enjoy the cupcakes before exiting the room.


[Underneath, the table was decorated with seven plays multicolored frosted cupcakes, all of which looks absolutely delectable. There was definitely something suspicious about them though, even without the note...]

((OOC: So, the rules. Basically your character can't leave the room until they eat at least one cupcake. The effects are based off the seven deadly sins, and you can interpret how your character would represent those sins however you wish. Here's the list:

Blue Icing: Lust (intense desire for power, money, fame, etc.)
Orange Icing: Gluttony (over-indulgence to the point of wastefulness)
Yellow Icing: Greed (excessive materialism)
Light Blue Icing: Sloth (physical or spiritual laziness)
Red Icing: Wrath (uncontrollable hatred and anger)
Green Icing: Envy (jealously driven desire)
Violet Icing: Pride (perceived/desired superiority and a lack of respect for others)

Now have fun and mingle! ♥ ))
itisntmyfault: (I can do this.)

[personal profile] itisntmyfault 2013-05-30 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
[At that, Pyrrha shoots the boy a glare.] I can't believe how selfish you are!

I already have enough problems with people looking for me; I don't need to add "thievery" to the list of reasons why!

[Reaching out, she grasps the end of the table; outright yelling at this point.] You're NOT bringing this into our room! Let go! [Pulling back at it now]
Edited 2013-05-30 06:41 (UTC)

[personal profile] paradoxoftime 2013-05-30 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not selfish!

[Now Link is starting to get angry. Pyrrha's reaction to this is way over the top!]

You let go!

[As they both pull on the table, most of the cupcakes start tumbling to the ground. Torn between wanting to take the table and wanting to preserve the cupcakes, Link reluctantly lets go of his end of the table.]

You're making a big deal out of nothing.
itisntmyfault: (I have to do something!)

[personal profile] itisntmyfault 2013-05-30 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
You are!!

[You want over-the-top? Well, now that Link has let go, Pyrrha is tossing the large table off to the side; carelessly disregarding any cupcakes that might be sacrificed in the process.]

How dare you brush my feelings aside like that!? You're terrible!

[Now she's pissed. Pyrrha marches right up to Link with an uncharacteristic glower; yelling at the top of her lungs.] I THOUGHT YOU WERE NICE- BUT YOU'RE AN AWFUL PERSON! YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!!!

[personal profile] paradoxoftime 2013-05-30 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wow! That table wasn't exactly light, and there she goes tossing it aside! And those poor cupcakes...]

That's not what I was trying to do-

[He cuts off, leaning back slightly while staring at Pyrrha with wide-eyes while she shouts at him. The volume of her voice takes him aback, but the words are... quite hurtful. Is he really such a bad person?]

I'm sorry! [That table is not worth having a fight like this with his only friend here. Maybe there's a shop somewhere, he can pay for things if that would really make her feel better.]
itisntmyfault: (The soul still burns)

[personal profile] itisntmyfault 2013-05-30 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
NO you're not.

[Suddenly, Pyrrha steps forward and grasps Link by the fabric of his shirt; visibly seething with anger.] You're NOT sorry! You just want to shut me up!

It's convenient for you to pity me when I'm docile, isn't it!? When I'm doing EVERYTHING I can to avoid offending you.

WELL WHAT ABOUT HOW I FEEL? YOU COULD CARE LESS ABOUT MY FEELINGS..! [She goes to shove the boy backwards; up against the nearest wall.]

ALL YOU WANT IS A QUIET LITTLE PET TO KEEP YOU COMPANY IN PLACE OF YOUR STUPID FAIRY!

[personal profile] paradoxoftime 2013-05-30 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
That's not true!

[This is all a very shocking contrast to how Pyrrha normally behaves. It's almost like she's... possessed. Could she be possessed? Link stares hard into the girl's eyes, looking for something off about them.]

I do care about your feelings! [He grabs at Pyrrha's wrists when she pushes him against the wall, still rather stunned but now his defensive instincts are kicking in. If she is possessed, he has to be ready to fight her off. Link doesn't want to hurt her, of course, but he would have to do something.]

Wh-what? That's crazy! [At that point he tries to shove Pyrrha away from him.]
itisntmyfault: (My head!)

[personal profile] itisntmyfault 2013-05-30 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
DON'T TOUCH ME! [Pyrrha screams; going to snatch her wrists away when Link takes it upon himself to shove her back. The girl stumbles a few steps backwards.] HOW DARE YOU!?

I HATE YOU, LINK! I HATE YOU! I-- Nngh....! [Suddenly Pyrrha drops down to her knees; clutching her head in her hands as she winces in pain.] Ahh! M-my head...!

[The girl whimpers as she slumps forward on the floor; trembling slighty from the massive headache that seemed to come out of nowhere. She has felt this pain before... Usually in the aftermath of a battle; while coming down from a high of adrenaline and heightened emotion.]

It hurts...!

[personal profile] paradoxoftime 2013-06-03 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[While Pyrrha is suffering from a sudden terrible headache, Link hardly feels any different; the urge to take things lessens, but he's more concerned about Pyrrha than about that at the moment anyway.]

What happened?

[Link drops to his knees next to the girl, resting a hand on her shoulder and trying to catch her eyes. When he speaks, there's a clear urgency in his voice.] What can I do to help?
Edited 2013-06-03 01:12 (UTC)
itisntmyfault: (Miserable fate)

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[personal profile] itisntmyfault 2013-06-03 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Ungh... [Pyrrha continues to hold her head; rocking back and forth slightly before gradually slowing to a stop.] I- I just... need a minute...

[She pants for breath slightly in the aftermath of the massive waves of pain washing over her; brow furrowed. Eventually she speaks again; lifting her head to give Link a look of confusion... and then wide-eyed shock.]
itisntmyfault: (I would never do this...)

[personal profile] itisntmyfault 2013-06-03 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
...What just... happened...? [Did... did she seriously just yell at someone like that? Did she seriously just yell at LINK like that? But why...? She was actually in a pretty good mood a moment ago!] O-oh god... Link....

I... I didn't... mean to say those things at all..!

[personal profile] paradoxoftime 2013-06-03 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Unsure what to do, and feeling uncomfortable with that realization, Link starts idly rubbing Pyrrha's shoulders while he hopes that whatever is plaguing her will pass. His hands halt their motions when the girl finally meets his eyes, and then his face twists into a suspicious scowl. If she was being possessed, whatever did it must have left. He glances around the room, hoping to catch sight of something... anything. If he can see something, or evidence of its presence, then he can fight it.]

Listen, Pyrrha. I think... you were possessed. Just stay calm! If it's still in here, I'll kill it.
itisntmyfault: (I think I can... I think I can...!)

[personal profile] itisntmyfault 2013-06-03 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pyrrha blinks; blushing mildly as she realizes that Link is holding her shoulders.] I--

[Wait, what?] P-possessed!?

[But... she didn't feel possessed. -Then again, how would she know what being possessed felt like...?]

[After a moment of thought, she shook her head.] But I... I don't think that's it...

[personal profile] paradoxoftime 2013-06-03 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh? You don't think so?

[Link has no idea what being possessed would feel like either. It just seems like a logical explanation.]

What do you think happened?

[Realizing that his hands are still on Pyrrha's shoulders, he casually moves them away and rests them in his lap instead.]