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considers ([personal profile] considers) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2012-08-17 04:07 pm

The Fuck Or Die Meme

A series of unfortunate sexual events, including viruses, cults, kidnappings, exploding collars, aphrodisiacs, and blackmail.
[TRIGGER WARNINGS APPLY]



The universe often puts people into strange scenarios, ones that lead to sex. After all, that is the main goal of the place: continuing the species. Still, there's usually a choice; sex doesn't have to be the end product. Sometimes, things don't pan out. People don't click. It happens. There's never been a real punishment for it.

Not now. Now, there is a price for not indulging in sexual escapades: your life. Through a cavalcade of unfortunate events, you've been pushed into a situation where your very existence is on the line, along with the life of another person. This person might not be your type, and you might not have slept with them under any other circumstances, but this is not a normal. You like living, don't you? Then swallow your pride and get to work.



The Black Plague. Small Pox. The Zombie Virus. All deadly epidemics, yet not quite as interesting as the virus currently ravaging the hotel. This as of yet unnamed infection passes through the air, moving from person to person with an extreme velocity. The symptoms are just as quick. First, it seems like an extreme case of aphrodisiac. This arousal is Stage 1, and masturbation will give no relief. Stage 2 is the pain. If you don't have sex, you'll experience one of the greatest pains, ripping through every part of your body. The next stage, Stage 3, brings on the mental changes. You'll be irritable, insatiable, almost manic. Stage 4...if your live that long, is the final stage. At this point, you will essentially be a zombie with very little humanity left. The only thing on your mind will be sex, and you will take it from anything, consenting or not.

There is no Stage 5. Only death, if you continue on.

The delicious irony? The person you have sex with will contract the virus, as well. So, if at first they don't seem too keen, they'll eventually give in. Some things must be done for the good of mankind, and this group of scientists is dedicated enough to take the extra step. They've kidnapped test subjects in pairs in order to study sexuality and reproduction, and they will have their results through any means necessary. Drugs, physical punishment, even death for those who don't cooperate are all on the menu. There are also other fun to have, such as tests of new machines and modification of the test subjects' bodies. The day is finally here. Your government, all hail, has decided upon your life mate. The person you meet today is your companion for life, and together, you shall help create the offspring that will mean peace, prosperity, and the freedom from things like choice. First, as is the law, you will have your initial sexual contact in the Copulation Chamber. There, you will serve the glory of our ruler and your bodies will become as one and perhaps, if you are lucky, begin the process of creating a family to serve the state.

Those who refuse are subject to reeducation, where they will learn how much they truly love their life mate as well as our dear ruler. If the reeducation is unsuccessful, they will be deemed a threat to our society and terminated. The collar you're wearing is not just a shiny new fashion statement. No, my friend, it is much more than that. This sleek, titanium device is a marvel of technology. Notice how you can't take it off? It's merged into your nervous system, and if you try to take it off, it could kill you. Oh, and that blinking light? That will kill you, in a bomb-worthy explosion, if you don't follow the simple rules engraved on the collar.

Have sex with the first person you see. Some people get off in weird ways, like by watching hookers pop balloons or bathing in mayonnaise or any number of strange acts. Most of these people, though, are utterly harmless. There are a few who aren't, and that's the kind of person you're dealing with now.

The two of you have woken up in a strange house, without a power or a weapon to your name. All you have is your wits, if that. After all, the decor is a little unsettling. You've seen your captor only once or twice, though you've been informed of what to do to earn your freedom.

Have sex. You should be honored.

Little is known about the Order of the Dark Love, other than that they are a cult obsessed with sex magic. Their goddess, some arcane myth, is no Aphrodite, however. Sex is mixed with violence and the dark arts. The worship services of the cult involve all sorts of sexual acts. That's where you come in.

Perhaps they want to have some kind of new ceremony, or maybe, they need a vessel. It's said that their beliefs involve a messiah of sorts, someone who will be their goddess made flesh. The two of you are to bring this new being to life. And to make sure of it, there will be plenty of potions and concoctions forced into you that promote arousal and fertility. But really, there's no libido increaser quite like the treat of death, and that's here in spades. This is perhaps the most personal, therefore straightforward, scenario the hotel is providing today. Someone, be it a faceless corporate head or your arch nemesis, has something on the both of you. If this information leaks, it would ruin you, perhaps even bringing about your death. There's only one way to appease them, and that's to make a (possibly mortifying) sex tape. -An open post! Go ahead and comment using the usual subject format
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slay: ats (1.08) (Default)

btvs | buffy summers

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ BECAUSE WHY IS THIS MEME SO EMPTY WHEN IT'S BEAUTIFUL. ]
bigbad: injuries (choke me bleed me)

virus

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-18 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[The virus' symptoms start to make themselves known when Spike and Buffy are mid-fight, but he doesn't think much of it at first. Spike's always turned on when he fights Slayers, especially Buffy. An erection's nothing.

It's not until he manages to grab her for a moment, that pert bum pressed up against him, that the surge of arousal becomes too much to resist, and he grinds up against her for a moment, distracted by the surge of pleasure it brings.

Well. Interesting. Not where he saw this fight going at all.]
slay: ats (1.08) (find yourself anger management.)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ buffy squirms to get out of the hold, letting out an indignant, flustered shout as she figures out what he's doing holding her there, rubbing against her. she twists and catches him in the cheek with her elbow, breaking free and following it with a kick to the ribs. ]

You're sick. [ she staggers, fatigued from the fight and trying to ignore the sudden, distracting dampness between her thighs as well as the wobbling of her knees. she throws a sharp punch at his nose in quick response to it. ]
bigbad: injuries (smack me round and)

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-18 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He notices, though, and it gets a sharp laugh, even as the punch connects.] Takes one to know one, Slayer. Having trouble standing straight? [Just because he suddenly wants very much to have her naked and writing is no reason to pause the fight. Fighting may as well be foreplay. He steps in with a sharp punch to her ribs, following it up with a knee to her gut and a slow, lascivious slide of his tongue over his lips.

...yeah, that totally counts as an attack.]
eternityalone: (| k | great. just great.)

kidnapped

[personal profile] eternityalone 2012-08-18 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Welcome to Mystic Falls, Buffy. You've been kidnapped. This happens a lot, so you might not want to stick around after this ordeal is over. Things have been explained and Katherine can safely say that the terms didn't make her headache go away at all.

Now, she's wandering around the room taking in the ambiance that they've created for them. Yep. Clown masks. Way sexy. Rolling her eyes, she makes a grumbling sound and turns around to face the blonde.]


Where'd they take you from? [Katherine had been leaving the library. Just kidding, she was on her way to bother the Salvatores.]
slay: btvs (5.15) (how obscene is that?)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ she doubles over at the knee to her stomach, then reaches around to grab the back of his belt and hoist him over her shoulder and slam him down on a concrete half-wall. she spins around and kicks him sharply in the side to knock him off the opposite side of it. ]

What did you do? A spell? First Halloween, now this, [ she hops up on the concrete half-wall and kicks him in the face as he recovers, ] I'm starting to think you know as well as I do that you don't stand a chance of taking me at the top of my game.
slay: btvs (5.22) (i'll kill anyone who comes near dawn.)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ buffy's furious, to say the least. no amount of guys put on the job of taking her out would fix the bruises on her ego at getting kidnapped. and no amount of smalltalk would change what these freaks were hoping they'd do. she begrudgingly glanced up at katherine. ]

Cemetery. [ she pushes to her feet, heading over to the two-way mirror and giving it a solid kick. nope. not even a little budge. but there was a glint to it. magically reinforced. she threw her hands up with a groan. ] You've got to be kidding me. Seriously? Cable porn is too much work, but you'll go to all this?
bigbad: injuries (Deface it just because we can.)

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-18 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
[He catches her foot with a laugh, swinging his own legs around to catch her in the back of the knee, sending her crashing down around him as he flips over on top of her, pinning her arms with his weight.] You think I did this? Why would I curse myself too, then? [He presses down briefly so she can feel his erection against her leg, reminding her that she's not the only one affected.] I think you've just got a vampire kink.
slay: 4. (guys love sports)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ she gives a good faith effort to struggle against him but it turns into some seriously humiliating and borderline skanky writhing when he presses back. her pulse hastens, her breath grows short, and she feels heat spread over her skin like a fever. her eyes drift briefly shut as she swallows back her humiliation, redness working up around her cheeks and chest, then they snap back open and she headbutts him, using the surprise to flip him onto his back so she can straddle him and sock him in the face again.

unfortunately, straddling him feels a lot nicer than it should, and she takes a shaky breath and a nice, slow grind of her crotch over his hardness before she snaps to it. oh god. mortified, she shoves herself to her feet, staggering back.
]

No. No. There's no kink. Zero kink. You're -- You're messing with me, you did something.
bigbad: injuries (smack me round and)

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-18 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. That did feel nice. He almost moans at the loss.] What could I have done? [He props himself slowly up to his elbows, standing to face her.]
eternityalone: (| k | she's only evil)

[personal profile] eternityalone 2012-08-18 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Katherine smirks, glancing over her shoulder at the mirror the blond is inspecting.]

Cable porn is fake anyway. They probably can't get it up with the fake whimpery moans and baby talk. [She is still wandering around, picking up things and then deciding what a horrible idea that is. Her hand brushes to her pants, trying to wipe the dust and... whatever else was there.]

I doubt they'd free us even if we did perform their request.
slay: ats (1.08) (did you want a jelly?)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
A spell. [ she says it through panted breaths, staggering and falling onto her ass on the concrete half-wall, scooting away from him. ] Some kinda spell. Or, or like a talisman. [ she squirms in her jeans, trying to shift the fit to lighten up on some of the stifled discomfort they're causing courtesy of her arousal making her on the sensitive side. ]
slay: ats (1.08) (let her speak for herself.)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
Darn. And here I was, hoping fake whimpery moans and baby-talk were the key to our release. [ a beat. she cringes at the poor wording resulting in pun. ] That one actually was accidental. Let it be known. I haven't reached sex puns levels of boredom quite yet. Give me time. [ she scopes out the corners of the glass, unable to find a point that looks any structurally weaker than the rest, then turns to katherine. ] You're not really thinking about it, are you? [ a beat. ] I mean, no offense, it's not that you're -- But, I, I'm not really ...
eternityalone: (| k | selective pointing)

[personal profile] eternityalone 2012-08-18 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Inhaling a deep sigh, her head cants to the side, giving Buffy a once-over that is definitely not subtle at all.]

Not thinking about... what? [The corners of her smile hint at deviousness, just briefly, before she casually continues her conversation.] Not thinking about exploring what seems to be a rather toned body or finding out if those jeans are so tight they tug your panties down with the fold of denim off your hips?

[She shakes her head and shrugs.] Nope, not thinking about it at all.
slay: btvs (4.08), with (willow) (not really a one of those.)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
I -- [ she all but chokes on the words because oh. she's worse than faith. at least when faith got all overly sexual, it wasn't completely directed her way. or at least directed at encouraging her elsewhere. this was ... well, more spike territory. ]

Well, now that you mention it, yeah. That. The, the exploring and the -- All of it. Very succinct. [ her mouth feels dry and she glances anxiously back at the mirror. ] Look, don't get me wrong, you're ... very ... well-shaped. But, see, my type's a whole 'nother kinda well-shaped, a-and that's not to say there's anything wrong with you being able to appreciate my, uh, shape. J-Just that ... Didn't we just go over the them not letting us out regardless thing?
broodybat: (pissed)

Bruce Wayne/Batman | Nolanverse | OTA

[personal profile] broodybat 2012-08-18 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
bigbad: injuries (C)

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-18 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head, stalking towards her.] Wasn't me. But maybe we could... [SUGGESTIVE PAUSE.] Have a truce. [Or shag.] So we can figure out what's going on. You can have a wank. Might help.
slay: btvs (6.15) (you're dead! you smell it!)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-18 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I am not -- [ she whips herself up into a standing position off the wall and throws two wide punches at his face, turning and trying to throw in a last minute spinning kick that has her heel striking for his chin. ] I don't call truces with vampires. Hello? Mortal enemies? And I do not do -- that. Around them either.
bigbad: injuries (She moves through moonbeams slowly)

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-18 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[He blocks the punches, ducking easily under her leg.] Guess you and Angel are even more boring than I thought. You seem distracted. [Not that he's any better. He retaliates with a fairly sloppy punch towards her face.]
moderncinders: (small smile)

Cindy Warke | Modern!Cinderella

[personal profile] moderncinders 2012-08-18 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Open to anyone and everyone!]
slay: 2. (why are you still here?)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-19 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ she deflects it easily and slams her fist straight into his nose for that comment. damn him. ]

You don't know the first thing about me and Angel. [ but now she's thinking about him. about what it's getting harder and harder not to do with him, and her pulse pounds between her thighs, sensitive skin getting sharply irritated by the friction that's infuriatingly teasing but nowhere near enough. she gapes, eyes briefly squeezing shut, and drops her palm to the front of her pants, fingers following the inside seam. ]

Truce. Okay. Truce.
bigbad: injuries (you're awful I love you)

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-19 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[He tries to smirk and look amused and insolent, but mostly, he just looks relieved. His cock's so hard it's almost painful.] Sure, do what you need. Wouldn't want to kill you when you're so indisposed. [Actually, he'd love to kill her, indisposed or otherwise, but right now, he can think of other things he'd rather do to her. He whimpers a little and shoves his hands down his pants, not really caring that Buffy's right there. She looks like she's on the verge of doing the same thing after all.]
slay: ats (1.08) (if these are the choices.)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-19 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ she squeezes her eyes shut, reacting to the sight of his hand disappearing beneath his waistband. no. no no no. ] Not here, you idiot. [ she hisses. ] I don't want to have to watch you -- [ but she is watching, and she doesn't realize it right away but her eyes had opened at some point and are fixed on the bulge in his groin and oh god, how big was he? her breath is ragged, lips parted, and she wets them quickly as she feels her mouth grow dry. she sucks in a breath suddenly and turns her head away. ] Get out of here.
bigbad: injuries (just don't leave me till I die)

[personal profile] bigbad 2012-08-19 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
I can smell you, pet. You're enjoying the view. [He shuts his eyes, tilting his head back. His hand isn't helping nearly as much as he'd like. He'd go find Dru if he could, but she's too far away, and as it is he's not sure he can actually walk.] But no one's making you stay. [He unzips his jeans with his other hand, hoping a bit of breathing room will help. It doesn't.]
slay: ats (1.08) (it'll just make him like your mouth)

[personal profile] slay 2012-08-19 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ she shudders as she hears the zipper, and she squeezes her thighs together, trying to ignore the burn of humiliation in her and the burn of urgent arousal that was centralized in her clit, worsening still with each rub of her pants seam. she seats herself slowly against the concrete wall, squirming, trying to will the feeling away as it only worsens. ]

Nngh. Ah. Just. Don't look. [ she whines it out petulantly, letting her hand start to work a rubbing motion over her slit through her jeans, providing a pleasant and steady friction that does little to quell the fire in her gut, only worsening it as tension knots up. ]

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