Bracelets for the soul

"What the everloving hell?!" she said aloud as she saw sami's light show, both amazed and scared at her idea.
Alraada had jumped back and prepared a defensive stance.
"No, that wasn't your dare, but I don''t give a damn, move on. Ask someone else." she said with a defeated tone.
Alraada was done with this crowd.

Aberdeen looked straight up towards Vale, their rage beginning to boil over once more before their head shot over to Cyrus. In anyone's eyes, it would seem weird given their blank facial expression. They  stood up from the couch, cracking their neck in the process. "Alright, lets get this over with. Since the cheater is still salty" They muttered. "Don't hold back, Maicy. It wont hurt, I promise."

Aberdeen hoped that Maicy wasn't too powerful, but had a feeling that wasn't the case.

Aberdeen simply shrugged at Maicy's apology, as they'd be the one apologizing for being a freak in a minute. Maicy's fist came flying at them, although the impact was much weaker than they anticipated. This didn't stop some of the prosthetics from tearing, however. Aberdeen could feel some of the skin separate from their neck from beneath their bandana, but at the very least, their head was still attached. "Thank god..." The whispered to themself. They were caught off guard, however, at Maicy collapsing on the ground, having punched herself in the face. Aberdeen knelt down next to her.

"Uh....Maicy? Why did you do that? Don't feel bad. Now its your turn to dare someone. Hell, if you wanted..." They looked up, making direct eye contact with Vale "You could dare me to punch Vale in the face as hard as I can. It is JUST a game, after all."

Aberdeen grumbled at the fact they weren't going to get to hit that stupid looking wrestler. They stood up from the ground and shrugged their shoulders. "Suit yourself. I would have loved to punch....hmm. I can't seem to remember his name..." They tapped their finger to their chin in a similar manner Vale had when choosing his dare "Oh well, I'll just give him a nickname! I know! Cheater~! Has a nice ring to it." They exclaimed as they glanced over at Vale before walking and sitting down at the couch once more
Aberdeen giggled as they could already see the implications of this dare. "Ooooh this'll be good!" They placed their hands behind their head and leaned back, waiting for the sure-to-be magnificent show to begin.

"Yeah yeah yeah!" he shouted back at the intercom. "Keep your fucking pants on and I'll do the same!" he rolled his eyes, sitting back and watching the rest of the chaos unfold.



    Aberdeen's appearance had already thrown him off for the day. While there, he could at least attempt to tie to the existence of auras, the more recent happenings were starting to tire him out. This can be explained. Everything can be explained. Magic tricks? Slight of hand? Too much whiskey? Maybe I'm going fucking crazy. He certainly was getting uncomfortable as more and more... out of place events began to occur. Maicy had mentioned something about the supernatural, a comment he chose to actively ignore. But surely everything could be explained somehow, right? He would have to observe and research, after all he had a good 3 months to do so.




    Cyrus snapped out of his confusion and looked over at Alti, raising an eyebrow and chuckling. "Oh Maicy Maicy Maicy, I don't know if you're going to get quite what you expected out of that dare," he laughed, very curious as to how his soulmate would handle such a dare.

Between the fancy light show and the broken furniture, Alti found himself growing more and more interested with this new game. A disappointing punch from the rather loudly-colored girl to her soulmate to a much more… stimulating one to herself later and the man had decided he’s just about had it playing the waiting game. The instant the girl came to, Alti shot up from his seat and placed both hand on his hips, a pose he had grown quite fond of over the years. It held a certain air of confidence, one he felt let a room suddenly become aware of his presence, as if to say “I am now here!” without having to say a single word, even if they weren’t actually paying attention. He could feel his smile widening as more and more people completed their tasks, a low giggle emerging beneath bared teeth as the torch was finally passed down to him. He just couldn’t contain his excitement any longer.


“I choose dare, sweetie!” he haughtily answered, swiftly extending an arm to point at the girl, as if to make up for the lack of energy on her part. He brought the hand to his face and stroked at the skin as he waited for her to think of a “good” dare for him. Whatever it was he’d have to do wouldn’t really matter much to him. He was more interested in getting to choose what the next player would be forced to do. This dare of Maicy’s, given the difficulty she displayed completing her own dare, was certainly going to be tame in his eyes, but whatever. Just a small obstacle.



Alti raised an eyebrow at the girl’s dare, his devious grin mellowing down to a subtle smirk. A dance? And a “ridiculous” one, at that! Given how he’d used to pass his time on the daily, there wasn’t much opportunity to dance. He was more likely to observe the action, wreck it all, and then maybe emulate the motions later, adding his own flair with each step, but perhaps that didn’t matter to the pink-haired one. Experienced dancers don’t dance ridiculously, and based on some of the dares already dealt, it was apparent that the dare was given with the express intent to embarrass him somehow. He thought back to how some of his more questionable actions at the airport elicited some rather hilarious anguished shouts from her. Perhaps he could do it again….

It would be strange for him to not try.

And besides…

It wasn’t as if he were exactly clueless about it, either.

Alti held both hands up and shrugged in a near-confused manner, his smile still lingering. He was playing dumb. “Ah, a dance!” he chimed. “That sounds like fun, but to be honest…” He poked the side of his face as the smile dropped into an innocent pout, giving the girl his best puppy-dog eyes. “I don’t really know all too many dances, let alone ‘ridiculous’ ones… Hmmm…..” Alti then took on a contemplative stance, acting as if he were looking for the right dance and staring upwards like one would if the answer were floating in their face.

He recalled an instance where he had the pleasure of witnessing a very.. unique bonding ritual between two lovers through the window of their bedroom. He could still hear the low tones of the music she chose as she danced around her partner, enticing him with her body alone. The events that followed after were a blur decorated with a cacophony of screams and the breaking of furniture, the entire place being ran down to the ground with no survivors once his monsters were summoned. He scored a sweet corset at the end of the day. Alti sighed. Ahh, memories....

At that time, he could’ve chosen to break character, but decided to keep going on with the theatrics and put on a show for the rest of the group. “A-ha! I know!” he exclaimed with bright eyes and a snap of the finger. “There is this one dance I know..” he trailed off, his voice getting lower with each syllable expressed.



“Eheheh..” he giggled, turning over to his soulmate and walking towards him. Placing a hand on Cyrus’ shoulder, he flashed a genuine smile at the man.

“Oh, Cyrus! You know me so well!”




"OK, I did it!" he exclaimed giddily. He got up afterwards, but instead of sitting on the couch, Alti decided to sit on Cyrus' lap once again as a chair this time. He crossed his legs as he looked around the room for someone who hadn't gotten a turn yet, eventually locking eyes a shy-looking green-haired individual. "Ahhh, you! Truth or Dare?"

"... Oh." he said flatly, disappointed at the lad for not making this game very fun for him. "Hmmm, well..... ooh! Which one of your soulmate's body parts is your favorite?" He exclaimed, pointing at Arshrin as he waited for an answer.

A burst of steam came through Aberdeen's prosthetics once more, this time in front of their neck due to the tearing that Maicy's punch had caused. They covered their throat before it became noticeable, allowing the small geyser to slow to a stop. That dance wasn't unexpected, but was erotic and seductive nonetheless. Aberdeen's body felt as though it were going to melt from the pure heat they were feeling after that dance, but luckily no one could tell from their blank expression.

"G-g-good dance..." They stuttered "R-real good..."