Fairy Fanfic Festival

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Who: Everyone signed up here!
Where: It's a secret to everybody.
When: February 14th-16th
Summary: The most terrible romantic day of the year has arrived!
Warnings: Lingerie and fluff

You awaken in a dark room.

...To the sound of giggling.

"Ohmygosh, they're finally awake!" The shrill voice elicits an uncontrollable wince of pain; as the lights flicker on, the wince is liable to evolve into a full-on expression of abject horror. Everything is pink. The bed is pink. The walls are pink. The flower petals are pink. The confetti and streamers are pink. The enormous scented candles strewn about everywhere are pink.

............The tight briefs and/or lingerie that may or may not be on your body in place of your own underwear are pink (You do get to keep your clothing, so this part is optional if you don't want to play it - your characters can wake up in their normal bedclothes or day clothes if you like. However, if your characters do wake up in sexy underwear or their PJs, their normal clothes will be in a nearby dresser.)

Before you have too much time to consider exactly what's going on, the voice sounds again.

"We are going to have so much fun! We just knew the two of you would be perfect together. No connection to the outside world whatsoever! No need to thank us! Now, we'll just be here in the corner and you two can just... oh, you know!"

The fairy blushes and sighs longingly.

"OK! Good luck!"

'The two of you'? What t --

Right about then, you realize someone else is in bed next to you.

[The event has begun! Please refer to this post to see how things will go. If you prefer not to have fairies directly involved, they will very generously allow you a little time ~alone~ if you ask, though they will return. Otherwise, they will be scribbling notes, drawing and narrating your "steamy romance" (romance may not be as steamy as implied). Characters can attack the fairies all they like, but it will have no effect, as they're projecting themselves in with magic while they watch from the safety of their little pixie laptops.

Remember that you control the fairies and what they say. We've created an npc account pixielove and you can find the password here, so have fun! You're free to use the account or not at your discretion.

Additionally, for the 14th to the 15th at night, anyone stuck together will not be able to contact the outside world. Don't worry, the fairies will let everyone know you're safe!]

Comments

[halberdaxe]

Of course, the two most moronic figures were stuck in the same room after all.

But wow, Kanji. Pink speedo.

Noda, on the other hand isn't really caring any less at the moment. He had somehow been kidnapped in his sleep and while it looked like Kanji was also just as clueless of what was going on, there was a challenge Noda wasn't going to back away from.

"Hmph, it would not even be a match if the opponent cannot deal with such intimidation." Noda replied, getting ready to use his halberd on anything that may come his way.

It seems like they had completely forgotten about the faries' existence.

[get_bent]

Do you think he really wants this speedo. Well, he doesn't mind a speedo and secretly he likes the quality of the lace found in the room but he's not wearing that shit in public.

"I ain't intimidated," he repeated grabbing the metallic chair, closing it and using it like a shield. "You want some? Come and get it!"

Somewhere, the fairies were giggling and talking about having it rough.

[halberdaxe]

Maybe. But Noda's still stuck on the first impression of being locked up in a weird room that he's not picking up what the fairies are implying or even taking note of the pink speedo.

Instead, he swings his weapon with all his might, aiming for a big damage.

[get_bent]

For one thing, he could commend the fairies for craftsmanship because while the chair did bend against the other's weapon, it didn't get cut in half like cheap metal.

Man, for his size, the guy packed quite a bunch of power. Kanji couldn't help but feel slightly pumped up, as he held back, before swinging forward on his own, this time aiming at the other guy's pole, in an attempt to knock it from him.

[halberdaxe]

You can't easily get Noda to let his weapon fall out of his hands! Unless he's dead At the same time, though, it's been a while since Noda has come across anyone that's up to par with physical strength. So when Noda manages to block the attack, it does get close for him to lose his weapon.

"You have a decent amount of strength..."

[get_bent]

"You're not bad yourself," he replies as he feels the aftershock from their weapons crashing right into his chest. "I still have no idea why we're here, but if I gotta take your down, we're doing this just with weapons! No Persona!"

Honorable to a fault.

"Try dodging this!"

And he swung from the other side this time.

[halberdaxe]

Noda hasn't been training with his trusted weapon for all his afterlife!

"Hmph, I do not oppose to a fight without magical properties!"

He's quick to successfully block the attack, though this time he swings the halberd to block as a means of countering the swing in attempt to throw Kanji off balance.

[get_bent]

Kanji has been training with his fists for all his normal life! (except not all his life and--you know what, never mind.)

The knock sends him moving, damaging his makeshift weapon even more. Which means it's time for him to grab the other one, and make a quick switch with the time he's given.

"Manno o manno!" he liked the sound of that! ... not in that way but he needed to blow off steam, really. "Show me your moves." "Can you handle this?!"

He swung again. His fighting style was neither graceful nor all that smart. But he did at least pack some power behind each strike.

[halberdaxe]

Noda's attacks weren't that graceful either, you know. Other than twirling the weapon around like it's nothing, there wasn't much this moron was able to do other than repeatedly swing his weapon when he's not blocking or avoiding the attacks.

The room, however, was probably getting torn apart by the two fighting by now.