Dr. Ivo Robotnik (
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smashrising2016-02-14 10:03 pm
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Entry tags:
- !open log,
- chewbacca (disney infinity),
- eggman/robotnik (sonic the hedgehog),
- garrett (thief),
- gordon freeman (half-life),
- joel (the last of us),
- jolt/jolteon (pokemon),
- knuckles (sonic the hedgehog),
- marine the racoon (sonic rush adventure),
- melia antiqua (xenoblade),
- rene randall (valkyria chronicles),
- rock light (mega man),
- shantae (shantae),
- sonny moe/snorlax (pokemon),
- vivian/turret (portal),
- wave (sonic the hedgehog)
I Choo Choo Choose You! A Beary Cupidbot Valentines Day!
Who: EVERYONE
What: Sorry Smash, you're not the only things that survived the moonpocalypse...
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: VALENTINES DAY
Warnings: L for LOVE/LUST/LONGING/LSTEAK?
Last year, everyone figured out that Eggman was behind the yearly influx of Cupidbots that wreaked hormone soaked havoc on the academy. Having been discovered, he was in no position to do it again. Besides, the mansion didn't have the resources to rebuild them even if he wanted to.
Unfortunately for everyone, including him, something of his old workshop survived and was brought to the island. Something... sinister. These weren't cupidbots, were they? No, there were... bears. Bears with shapes on their stomachs. Some looked downright cute. Others looked... more damaged. And they were going to follow their programming. They descended upon the mansion, trudging along, seeking out anyone who might get in their way. And with a beam of light from their stomachs, their targets would be lovestruck to the first person they saw.
It was time. Time to unite and put an end to the Cupidbot menace once and for all.
((OOC: No sign-ups this year, sorry. Life has been very busy for me the last couple of months. Feel free to have open posts for people to fall in love with, or make plans on Plurk! Just let the trainwreck begin!))
What: Sorry Smash, you're not the only things that survived the moonpocalypse...
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: VALENTINES DAY
Warnings: L for LOVE/LUST/LONGING/LSTEAK?
Last year, everyone figured out that Eggman was behind the yearly influx of Cupidbots that wreaked hormone soaked havoc on the academy. Having been discovered, he was in no position to do it again. Besides, the mansion didn't have the resources to rebuild them even if he wanted to.
Unfortunately for everyone, including him, something of his old workshop survived and was brought to the island. Something... sinister. These weren't cupidbots, were they? No, there were... bears. Bears with shapes on their stomachs. Some looked downright cute. Others looked... more damaged. And they were going to follow their programming. They descended upon the mansion, trudging along, seeking out anyone who might get in their way. And with a beam of light from their stomachs, their targets would be lovestruck to the first person they saw.
It was time. Time to unite and put an end to the Cupidbot menace once and for all.
((OOC: No sign-ups this year, sorry. Life has been very busy for me the last couple of months. Feel free to have open posts for people to fall in love with, or make plans on Plurk! Just let the trainwreck begin!))
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Looking up at him and feeling her heart race for a different reason, she decided to try and lighten the mood a bit. "...Your mustache tickles," she said teasingly.
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"That doesn't sound like you're complaining..." He adds, equally playful. Huh. She WASN'T complaining, was she? And he's noticed that she hasn't slapped him yet, either. He brushes her hair out of her eyes.
"And I know those bears are out of sight, but... I think I just might want to stay here a little longer."
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Perhaps that's why she answered, "I think so too. Besides, if they show up again, we should probably stay very close... You know, just to be safe," she suggested, unable to help a playful look on her face.
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He bodily lifts her again into a kiss (he just likes doing that.)
Now, some readers might wonder just what happens to them late that night. How far the night takes them. What chances they take under the guise of the intoxicating subliminal spell they're under.
They might be disappointed. An hour later they're in a sitting room, lying together in an intimate pile on a couch, Gordon stroking her back idly as they read from the book collection on his tablet.
...actually, there's something about the scene that might cause MORE people to cough and backpedal if they walked in on it.
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Shantae had to admit it was pretty nice.