(NSFW) Mini 1882 - TPTG Mafia 1.5: The Fappening (NoWins)

[God of Power Outlets]

RULES:

1. You may not discuss this game outside of this thread, with anyone, for any reason, unless your role specifically states that you can do so. I will supply anyone a Private Topic who is able to talk outside the thread.

2. Once you die in this game you may not post anymore. Not even a "Bah/Go Team" post. Please save it for the post-game thread.

3. You are dead when

I

say you are. Until

I

post that you are dead, you may talk.

4. Once you have received your Role PM, please confirm by replying to the Role PM.

5. No quoting PM's for ANY reason. If you have a question about your role, PM me. Do not ask in the thread. No quoting PTs or Mod communication either, you can still paraphrase, however.

6. Day phases will last 14 days. Twilight will last up to 24 hours. Night phase will last 1 minute. There will also be a Dawn phase that can last up to 24 hours, for Moderator purposes.

7. There are no night actions. Factional abilities may be decided in the appropriate PT.

8. All posts must contain visible letters. You cannot use text that has to be highlighted to read, or text so small that it has to be enlarged. Although, coding your messages is allowed.

9. EVERYONE must participate in the game. You will be prodded after 48 hours of inactivity. Continued prods mean you'll be replaced.

10. If you need to go V/LA for an extended period time (like more than 48 hours) please let me know by PMing me. Making a v/la statement in-thread will be ignored.

11.

All votes must be in emboldened in this format:

Vote: Player A

; if it's not in bold the vote does not count. Unvoting must be done in the same manner, though you do not need to include the name of the person you wish to unvote. For example;

Unvote Vote: Player B

. Unvoting isn't mandatory to vote another player, however doing so would be courteous to the Mods and help ensure the accuracy of vote counts.

See Game Specific Rules/Mechanics for details.

12. This is a game of strategy, but it is also intended to be fun. Some people play this game more aggressively than others. Do not be offended by this! It’s best to not take most things said personally. Also, leave any pre-existing animosity at the front door. Out of courtesy to the other players, leave your flavor-knowledge cocks at home and put your differences aside while playing.

13. No excessive trolling in the thread. Examples of this may be repeated posts calling other players names, using excessive profanity, repeating the same post over and over again. Trolling will be met with forced-replacement.

14. I WILL NOT answer any questions concerning any of my posts in the thread. If you feel I made a mistake, you can point them out through PM. I will fix any mistakes that may exist quietly. If you have any questions about your role or game, PM me. If I can answer them I will as long as it does not compromise the game.

15. Please keep all heads inside the hydra at all times. If you hydra slip, please use your hydra account to quote the post you slipped on. Generally, though, don't slip!

16. As your all powerful Trouser Gods we reserve the right to change the rules and otherwise do whatever the fuck we want. Good luck and enjoy.

Game Specific Rules/Mechanics

A game by T-Bone, Kuribo, and UT. Reviewed by Kuribo and UT.

This game is HILARIOUSLY balanced...maybe. Just assume it is.

Oh, also this is EXTREMELY Not Safe For Work (NSFW), Not Safe for your Parents House(NSPH), and Not Safe for you to Read When You Are Wanking it to Strangers (NSRWYAWS). Also, players under 18 are not allowed to play, and probably should Get The Fuck Out (GTFO) of this topic. Right now. Go. Get out. I'll wait.

Okay? Good.

This game features mature content not intended for an immature audience. Viewer discretion is advised.

Lynches will happen via the Orgy Mechanic(tm). Once per day a player may ask another player to Get Kinky with them. You do this by posting in-thread, in bold,

Get Kinky Wit-It: PLAYER

as you would a vote. Be careful, not everyone shares the same Kinks that you have. If you make a request with a player who has one of your Off-Limits Kink, your request will fail. If successful you will become lovers and be supplied with a private topic, at your Trouser God's leisure.

The last player who has no one to Get Kinky Wit-It will be lynched, and their alignment flipped. If there are multiple players, a second chance will be given. If there are still multiple players after this, they will all be lynched.

The lynched player will get to hand out the Book of Love to one of the Lover groups. Those Lovers will be made permanent. This will happen during Twilight.

Scum will name a player to be killed, and the night phase will be resolved immediately. Dawn will begin.

Each new day, the Orgy starts anew. Any Lovers are treated as a single slot for the purposes of Orgy Mechanic, although only the first player involved in a Get Kinky request will count for the Off-Limits check. IE Player A and B are lovers, and Player C requests to Get Kinky with Player B. Even if Player A isn't compatible with Player C, this would still work.

This is the Commune of Free Love, and we don't judge. Lover groups can be of any size, however, remember that they are all lynched or night killed together.

Each day phase will start with an odd-number of playerslots. If at any time this cannot be accomplished, the Town will win.

Please refrain from trying to out-guess the Mods during the game. You can't do it, so don't bother. It'll accomplish nothing in-game except the wraith of your Trouser Gods.

Roleplaying and shit is encouraged, but keep within site-rules. Also don't be a dick about it.

Generally don't be a dick during this game.

Uhhh that's it. Your Trouser Gods thank you for your patronage and worship.

*NEW*

Beginning Day 2 this rule at the end of Post #529 was implemented. You all now have the ability to Say No to Getting Kinky! If someone asks you to Get Kinky, you have the ability to Just Say No. Simply quote the offender asking you and post, in bold,

No, Just Sayin'

and that person will FAIL. You only get the ability to Say No once per day phase. Remember that incompatible kinks still fail as well. We'll give at least a 24 hour lag time between someone asking before posting the result.

*NEW*

Beginning Day 3 this rule in Post #917 was implemented. You all now have the ability to break up your pairing after the fact! Once you've made a successful pair for the day, at anytime you can bold the safeword '

Turkey Baster

' in your Private Topic. This will cause us to lock the PT and break up your pair. You will both be moved to the failed pile, and cannot get together again in the same day phase. Please remember that you still have the option of saying no in the first place, and Kink compatibility still applies. This does not affect pairs made with the Book of Love.

*NEW*

Beginning Day 5 this rule in Post #1419 was implemented. The Book of Love will no longer be in play after a lynch.

Sample Town Role PM

Zoraster - The King of Sex Games

"Your majesty, thank you for accepting our invite to the Commune. You see, the forces of abstinence are afoot. As you are the King of Sex Games, I am sure you will not stand for this. Yes, you can bring your harem. ...yes and your collection of golden dildos. Honestly? We were meaning to ask you about that. Gold dildos? That seems highly impractical. Okay...I'm sorry your majesty, we will not question you about it further. ...but what about your shattered glass strap on?"

Kinks: Dom/Sub, S&M, Sodomy
Off-Limits: Exhibitionism, Rubberists, Furries

You win when free love, sex, and depravity can be allowed to reign and nothing can prevent this.

[God of Power Outlets]

Spoiler: Master Playerlist

SnarkySnowman
podoboq
shos
Fresh
ThinkBig
KuroiXHF
Pine

dramonic

DrippingGoofball
RachMarie
Gorkington
Firebringer

All In

MagnaofIllusion
Jaqen Hghar

nn30

In the Commune

SnarkySnowman
podoboq
shos
Fresh
KuroiXHF
DrippingGoofball
RachMarie
Gorkington
Firebringer
MagnaofIllusion
Jaqen Hghar

In the Trousers of the Three-Pronged Trouser God

ThinkBig - Spunk the Scardy Skunk

- Lynched Day 1

Pine - Agent Aardvark

- Lynched Day 2

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Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Asking For Consent:

All In, dramonic, DrippingGoofball, Fresh, Gorkington, KuroiXHF, MangaofIllusions, nn30, podoboq, RachMarie, shos, SnarkySnowman, ThinkBig

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

[God of Power Outlets]

Within the chapel of the Free Love Commune, once again the degenerates and pleasure seekers are in crisis! Tomorrow night is the eve of St Cuckhold Day, a very important holiday of free love and debauchery for the Commune! The altar of the Three-Pronged Trouser God was adorned with appropriate gifts and sacrifices to the God of Allgasms...such as dildos, butt plugs, and the Sacred Phallus Chalice filled with the blood of the commune's most experienced lovemaker. (Virgins are best used to indoctrinate into new kinks, you see) This night was not an ordinary night of preparation, as the forces of Pruddites were at it again, infiltrating the Commune and leaving abstinence pamphlets every where. This morning an abstinence pamphlet was found at the Altar of the Trouser Gods, sending the Commune into a panic.

The table surrounded by shadowy figures was illuminated by a very large white candle, its silver holder looking to all the world like a small and iron fist. The flame danced, while white wax dripped as if about to spew its moist load all over the sacred church floor. The residents of the commune stared into the candle and began their chant.

"Kuribo... Tripod... T-Bone

Kuribo... Tripod... T-Bone"

The candle began to tremble in anticipation.

"God of Passion, God of Lust, God of Pleasure, God of Pain, God of Fear, God of Joy, we invoke you, Trouser God. God of Leather, God of Steel, God of Seed, God of Milk, we invoke you Trouser God. Kuribo... Tripod... T-Bone..."

With a brilliant display the trembling candle erupted with hot and sticky white wax all over the chanters. The holy smell of a cigar wafted through the room and a distant and powerful voice whispered sensually in the ears of all those present.

"My children, my beautiful, fertile, and of consenting age children, those whom are at least 18 years of age to satisfy the censorship of the US-based Moderators..." their voice caressed the minds and souls of the parishioners.

"We hear your pleasures and we hear your prayers. We know there are traitors among you, and they must be rooted out lest you be brainwashed into celibacy. However, this time is very different. Our holy celebration of St. Cuckhold's Day must not be interrupted! Failure to celebrate the glory of St. Cuckhold in our name and rooting out the agents of Prude will result in our virile wraith! Discover the crooks of chastity however, and they will be punished with our mighty Sword of Slaying (ladies)! Now, don't call me, I'll call you. Later babycakes!"

With that the Three-Pronged Trouser God blew his load out of the chapel, leaving the parishioners empty inside. The candle too was gone. In its place was a diary. The way forward was clear. The erotic revolution has begun!

You May Begin

[God of Power Outlets]

Get kinky wit-it: RachMarie

ThinkBig attempts to Get Kinky with RachMarie, but she has an Off-Limit kink. ThinkBig hangs his head in shame.

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Asking For Consent:

All In, dramonic, DrippingGoofball, Fresh, Gorkington, KuroiXHF, MangaofIllusions, nn30, podoboq, RachMarie, shos, SnarkySnowman

Failed:

ThinkBig

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

[God of Power Outlets]

Spanks Think Big

Because of our special mechanic, please refrain from posting things like this is this format.

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A rule question has come up.

If Player A's off-limit Kink is Gravy, and Player B has the Gravy Kink...Player A asking Player B to couple up will fail. However, if Player B were to ask Player A, this would be fine, as Player B's Off-Limit Kink does not include Gravy.

Please note, Gravy is not a Kink that appears in this game.

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Please note the change made to Post #3.

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Get Kinky Wit-it: Podo

"Oh baby, Podoboq likes your style gurl."

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Asking For Consent:

All In, DrippingGoofball, Fresh, Gorkington, KuroiXHF, MangaofIllusions, nn30, RachMarie, shos, SnarkySnowman

Failed:

ThinkBig

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic video games

Beat 'Em and Eat 'Em

- In this game, you control a guy who's beating his meat on the roof while squirting his baby batter onto the naked blondes waiting below. I thought video games were supposed to be fantasy? This sounds like a typical Friday night to me.

Custer's Revenge

- Playing as General Custer, your goal--- obviously, is to dodge flying arrows and penetrate the Native American woman who's tied naked to a cactus. I'm not entirely sure this is historically accurate, but I wasn't there, so who's to say?

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Get Kinky Wit: Gork

"Babe, it's like a match made in ME!"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

Asking For Consent:

All In, DrippingGoofball, Fresh, KuroiXHF, MangaofIllusions, nn30, RachMarie, SnarkySnowman

Failed:

ThinkBig

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic video games

Softporn Adventure

- In the predecessor to Leisure Suit Larry, this text-based game has you trying to get laid. It's the second hottest erotic text you'll read. Next to this game.

Rapelay

- Oh hell no, even we won't touch this one with a ten-meter cattle prod.

[God of Power Outlets]

Get Kinky Wit-It: RachMarie

"OH GOD, what sick thing is she even into?"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

Asking For Consent:

All In, Fresh, KuroiXHF, MangaofIllusions, nn30, RachMarie, SnarkySnowman

Failed:

ThinkBig, DrippingGoofball

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic video games

BMX XXX

- In a classic case of not knowing your audience, this naked bicycle game was released for the Nintendo god damn GameCube. It also single-handedly killed Acclaim, which had been making video games since the NES days. Monsters.

Plumbers Don't Wear Ties

- Remember full-motion video? Remember how great THOSE games were? This combined all the fun of an interactive movie with softcore porn. The result is a complete dog turd that is widely considered one of the worst games ever committed to disc.

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Mod Note: As this question has come up frequently it is worth mentioning. A pair who is made permanent after Day 1 will be treated as a single playerslot for the purposes of the Orgy Mechanic. For example, Player A and B enter Day 2 as a permanent pair. They are a single playerslot for the Orgy, and if they don't Get Kinky with another player they are the day's lynch. They, like everyone else, would only have one opportunity to ask another player to group up.

Any lovers not made permanent break up at the conclusion of the Day phase.

[God of Power Outlets]

I've made a clarification in the rules to fix the ambiguity. The rule now reads "Each day-phase will start with an odd-number of playerslots." That should fix confusion, if not, you can PM me to ask.

[God of Power Outlets]

get kinky wit it: Rach

"Oh ye unfaithful, what is she even IN to? Woe is you, my friend."

Get kinky with All In

"Well, as it turns out you're just not that into him. And you won't be getting in to him. If you know what I mean."

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

Asking For Consent:

All In, Fresh, MangaofIllusion, nn30, RachMarie

Failed:

ThinkBig, DrippingGoofball, SnarkySnowman, KuroiXHF

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic Video Games

Hot Coffee- Oh boy, where do we start? Better known as Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas, this mini-game allowed you to simulate intercourse with one of CJ's (the main character) girlfriends (of which he has six) using the same controls as the dancing mini-game. In a turn of events that shocked absolutely no one, a programmer purposely added it to the game. I think he has no idea what actual sex looks like, because it doesn't look like that. Let's be honest, does THIS look like any sort of sex you've ever seen? That O face amirite?

Spoiler: NSFW

[God of Power Outlets]

Please remember that while this game has mature content, that this thread is still in a publically accessible and indexed part of the site, and that you should at least spoiler explicit comments if you need to make them.

I've gone back and edited a few posts to include spoiler tags. No one is doing anything wrong, it is just something we have to do.

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

Asking For Consent:

All In, Fresh, MangaofIllusion, nn30, RachMarie

Failed:

ThinkBig, DrippingGoofball, SnarkySnowman, KuroiXHF

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Activity Check: Prods sent out

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic Video Games

The Guy Game

- This crap became infamous, not just for being crap but for getting pulled off the shelves and costing its developers a ton of legal fees. One of the girls in the game was underage, and didn't know what she was getting into. That's why this game came with all kinds of disclaimers.

Mass Effect

- Okay, not really an erotic game per se, but let's be honest. It's pretty groundbreaking that you can bang your entire crew repeatedly. COMMANDER SHEPARD REQUIRES DOCKING PERMISSION.

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

Asking For Consent:

All In, Fresh, MangaofIllusion, nn30, RachMarie

Failed:

ThinkBig, DrippingGoofball, SnarkySnowman, KuroiXHF

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Activity Check: nn30 is being replaced

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic Video Games

Saint's Row Series:

Well, I mean you can just ask for sex basically. This is highlighted in the 4th entry in the series where you can repeatedly walk up to members of your crew and bang them in hilarious exchanges. Your shy hacker friend becomes a dominatrix, and your right hand man is a smooth and sensual lover.

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It was a bright, sunny day within the Free Love Commune, and though the town was busy at the task of rooting out the wicked, one member decided he needed a break from all that.

It's so stressful,

thought nn30.

Why can't we just enjoy the natural wonders here?

He soon found himself near a lake. Smiling, he dipped a toe into the cool water. It shimmered with a strange pearlescence, his foot sending ripples across the surface. He slowly entered the body of water, gradually easing himself into it. About waist-deep, he looked up to the sky and let the sun's warm rays beam down on his face while the mud squished between his toes. This was so much better than arguing, he thought. He waded further out, when something caught his attention. He wasn't alone. No, something else was in the water, and he felt it beckoning to him. A musky, fecund scent filled the air, and he felt something brush against his leg.

Probably seaweed,

he thought irrationally. There, something brushed his leg again. Two somethings. He wanted to flee, but... no... he didn't want to flee. He felt compelled to stay. Even as a tentacle with what appeared to be a dripping cock emerged from the water next to him. It swayed for a moment, and he was mesmerized at its glorious sight. A second tentacock was followed by a third and fourth. He was surrounded in by the warming water by these thick, throbbing appendages. He squealed in delight when they grabbed him and pulled him under. Whatever creature lies beneath the surface of Cocktapus Lake enveloped him in its warm folds. After a moment, it spit nn30 out onto the shore, covered in a sticky white fluid. The Cocktapus retreated to a contented slumber, as its lover shook off the white fluid of rebirth. When he was once again clean, nn30 was no longer himself. He was now Jaqen Hghar. Now reborn, he began walking back to town.

nn30 is no more. Jaqen Hghar is come.

[God of Power Outlets]

Get Kinky Wit-it: RachMarie

"You slowly unzip your pants...but find you can't perform when the time comes! UGH!"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

Asking For Consent:

All In, Jaqen Hghar, MangaofIllusion, RachMarie

Failed:

ThinkBig, DrippingGoofball, SnarkySnowman, KuroiXHF, Fresh

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Activity Check: A-Ok

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic Video Games

Dead or Alive Xtreme Series

- Okay...so here's the premise. Elite fighting females (and one lucky guy) who could literally rip your balls off with their toes hang out on a resort island to play mini-games such as beach volleyball and "butt battle". What is "butt battle" you ask? Why it is two scantily clad women bumping each other with their butts in hopes of knocking their opponent of a floating pontoon into crystal clear water. I wish to remind you that these women are the best martial art fighters in the world. Also, this game is notorious for its realistic boob physics. Also, there is a camera mode in which you can completely control the camera to view any of the girls doing any sort of lounging around. The women must also buy friendship with one another by buying gifts. Yay feminism!

[God of Power Outlets]

Get Kinky Wit-it: All In

Get Kinky with: DGB

"Two for One special! Alright, just how we like it!"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

RachMarie + All In

MangaofIllusion + DrippingGoofball

Asking For Consent:

Jaqen Hghar

Failed:

ThinkBig, SnarkySnowman, KuroiXHF, Fresh

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Activity Check: A-Ok

Three-Pronged Trouser God's Presents...

Playing By Yourself While Playing With Yourself- An Oral History of Erotic Video Games

I hope this trip through history was enjoyable. Thanks for playing with yourself!

[God of Power Outlets]

Get wit: Fresh

"Alright, this works. Best get to getting!"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Dramonic + podoboq

Gorkington + shos

RachMarie + All In

MangaofIllusion + DrippingGoofball

Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

Asking For Consent:

Failed:

ThinkBig, SnarkySnowman, KuroiXHF

Failed Again:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-02-27 01:01:51)

Activity Check: Prods Sent

Fresh takes Jaqen Hghar's hand and smiles. With that, a booming voice erupts sensuously from the heavens.

"Ah, my beloved and fertile children. You honor your Trouser Gods, as well as the memory of St. Cuckold. Already you have paired off, each according to their kink. But some of you, some have been found wanting. Your Trouser Gods are as generous as we are supple, and so ThinkBig, SnarkySnowman, and KuroiXHF, I speak directly to your loins. If you can find partners among the three of you, I will spare you the sad blue-balled fate of the unloved and celibate. We will not be so generous if you fail again."

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Get kinky with - Snarky

As KuroiXHF and SnarkySnowman join hands, the voice of the Trouser Gods once again booms from the heavens. A golden hue shines down on the Commune.

"Well done, my lovelies. A pity, I see that one of you has not a partner for St. Cuckold's day."

ThinkBig looks around in a panic. "But... I can find someone! Right?! There's still time! There's still.... NO!"

ThinkBig begins weeping openly, his genitals wilting into nothing, leaving him as useless as a Ken doll. The weeping gives way to sobbing and he clutches his chest, finally dying of unfulfilled sexual desire.

"Very well," says the booming Trouser Gods. "Only through freezing out your enemies can we truly enjoy---"

"Uhhh, your lordships?" says one Communer, examining the corpse.

"Yes?"

"I don't think this guy was an enemy," says the Communer.

With this, ThinkBig's soul rises out of the corpse.

"Wow. You've got be kidding me! You guys killed me?! Come ON," says the ghost of ThinkBig. "Sure, I was a little afraid of the wild and wacky stuff you guys were into, but I was FAITHFUL to the Trouser Gods! And now I'm dead! Oh man... what if... what if there's no Heaven?"

"Of course there's a Heaven," says the Trouser Gods. "Where do you think I live?"

"What if the Commune is destroyed?! What if nobody ever gets laid again?! WHAT IF I GO TO HELL!? WHAT IF THE BAD GUYS WIN?!"

"Calm down, Scardy," says the Trouser God. "For Me's Sake, you're really getting---"

"WHAT IF YOU GUYS FORGET TO BURY ME?! WHAT IF NO ONE TELLS MY FAMILY?!"

"Shut up for two---"

"What if you guys DO tell my family?! What will they think?! They don't even know I live here!"

"SILENCE," The Trouser God shouts adulterously. "Here, take this book. Give it to the couple you want to become permanent. Then get your dead ass up here to Heaven. Your Trouser Gods will make you feel better."

"OH MAN! A DECISION?! WHAT IF I MAKE THE WRONG CHOICE?! WHAT IF I DOOM US ALL!?"

ThinkBig's ghost receives the Book of Love.

Dead

ThinkBig - Spunk the Scardy Skunk

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? BEHIND YOU? IS THAT A DICK? WHAT THE FUCK DON'T SNEAK UP LIKE THAT!! WHAT? YOU SCARED, BITCH? Did you...did you shit yourself? Is that why you're called the Scardy Skunk? Dude, whatever. Change your pants and get to work."

Kinks: Furries, Rubberists
Off-Limits: S&M, Sodomy

You win when free love, sex, and depravity can be allowed to reign and nothing can prevent this.

It is now Twilight. ThinkBig will decide whom receives the Book of Love by PMing me. After that, all other pairs will be dissolved, the night phase will be executed, and Day 2 will begin.

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Please note that there is no talking during Twilight, Night, or Dawn and I had meant to lock the thread but did not.

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ThinkBig trembles before the Commune.

"I don't know! I can't decide! Everything's riding on me!"

This has been going on for at least an hour. Finally he turns to RachMarie and All In.

"Here! You guys look happy! Take this!" He throws them the book. Upon reaching them, it changes to a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs with a long tether. RachMarie and All In, now connected at the wrist, look at one another. Then everyone looks at the ghost, which has somehow pissed itself.

"Oh god! Now what?" says the ghost of Spunk the Scaredy Skunk. "I don't want to die!"

"That boat," says the Trouser Gods, "has unfortunately sailed."

"Wait what's happening to me?!" shouts ThinkBig. His spirit starts to dissolve and become little orbs of light ascending toward the sky. "Ow! This hurts! It hurts with too much pleasure! No! Heaven is gonna be scary!"

His voice fades into nothingness and the Trouser Gods speak once more.

"Now then, those of you that have found pleasure and who AREN'T handcuffed can go ahead and find pleasure with one another once more. Now, furthermore... wait. What's that sound?"

From the distant hill, the sound of a motorcade and old money roars into the Commune's audible range. A long black limo crests over the hill, followed by three black SUVs. The limo is reckless, wild. It careens down the road, finally coming to a stop in front of the Commune's residents. The driver--- an old, spindly man with sharp features, steps from the limo and stands next to the rearmost door. The SUVs open, and from each of them emerge four large men in black suits and sunglasses. One nods at the driver, who opens the limo. An incredibly handsome and well-dressed man steps from the limo. The Commune notices the smell of wealth and sexual virility when he gets out of the car.

The well-dressed man approaches the members of the Commune. The all find themselves smiling in spite of themselves at the power and raw sexuality this billionaire exudes. He walks to each of them. Stopping briefly to consider them, he almost seems like he's smelling them. After eyeballing each in their turn, he stands in front of them and takes off his sunglasses.

"Allow me to introduce myself," the Alpha Billionaire says. "My name... is Donald Trump, Jr."

There's an audible gasp from the Commune. He continues.

"I'm here on behalf of Trump Corporation. Specifically, I'm personally investigating the whereabouts of my father." He stares at the Commune as if they were Russian mail-order brides. "I've traced his last known location to this place."

He paces in front of them a bit.

"Now, don't get me wrong. I don't want to stop you from having your fun. I myself have been known to have a little fun." He cracks a half smile, remembering back to sticky fumblings among silk sheets. "The Trump Corporation just wants to know where its CEO is, and the Board of Directors has had no choice but to accept that I will spare no expense in finding my father."

He nods to his bodyguards, who begin walking toward the Commune's housing row.

"Don't mind them. We're just going to be looking around for a while. By all means, continue... whatever it is poor people do. And who knows? If my investigation finishes early, I might even join you guys in the festivities."

Donald Trump Jr. nods to the Commune members and turns toward the housing row.

"He seems nice enough," says the Trouser Gods. "Now then, do not let him distract you from the celebration of St. Cuckold's Day. After your...failures the first day, we in our infinite wisdom shall give you a new tool to combat the forces of 'not getting laid'. We shall grant you all the boon of...Just Saying No! Okay...okay...now hear us out. I know that is a controversial decision. But trust us. Sometimes you just have to say no. Use this gift wisely, however. Consult the special OOC text below for more information. Now go my children, avenge ThinkBig!"

Helping This OOC Stand Out Better

You all now have the ability to Say No to Getting Kinky! If someone asks you to Get Kinky, you have the ability to Just Say No. Simply quote the offender asking you and post, in bold,

No, Just Sayin'

and that person will FAIL. You only get the ability to Say No once per day phase. Remember that incompatible kinks still fail as well. Remember that incompatible kinks still fail as well. We'll give at least a 24 hour lag time between someone asking before posting the result.

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

None

Asking For Consent:

All-InRachMarie, dramonic, DrippingGoofball, Fresh, Gorkington, Jaqen Hghar, KuroiXHF, MangaofIllusion, podoboq, shos, SnarkySnowman

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-07 14:34:07)

Activity Check: Start of Day

[God of Power Outlets]

Please note, I fixed #529 to make the new rule stand out, and I added it to the OP

[God of Power Outlets]

Get Kinky with: DBG

Get kinky with Snarky

get kinky wit Fresh

"Now we're talking. You see, this is the type of ball grabbing and cunt licking we like. Just, ya know...clean up after yourselves. Have some class."

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

MangaofIllusion + DrippingGoofball

KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman

Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

Asking For Consent:

All-InRachMarie, dramonic, Gorkington, podoboq, shos

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-07 14:34:07)

Activity Check: SnarkySnowman and All-In Prodded

[God of Power Outlets]

get kinky with gork

No, Just Sayin'

get kinky with it: Podo

No just sayin'

"I'm glad you're practicing safe sex, but this is pretty lame by our standards."

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

MangaofIllusion + DrippingGoofball

KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman

Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

Asking For Consent:

All-InRachMarie

Failed:

dramonic, Gorkington, podoboq, shos

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-07 14:34:07)

Activity Check: All-In prodded again, seeking replacement for Dramonic

[God of Power Outlets]

"A mighty rainstorm befalls the Commune, causing the Communers to run for cover. Dramonic spied a particularly hefty tree and supple tree and decided to take shelter under it. The tree's branches swayed in the wind with amazing flexibility, and dramonic soon found himself hypnotized by their rhythmic dance. The branches dance closer and closer to dramonic, first tickling his face with stray leaves. Then slowly dramonic found himself floating upwards towards the sky. Before long he realized that the branches of this tree, The Wanking Willow, were actually turgid dicks. Slowly the dick branches squeezed him tighter until he burst in a hot sticky pulp.

The rain, almost as soon as it appeared broke away as the clouds parted into an enchanting ray of light upon the puddle that was once dramonic. A figure stands up to feel the warmth of the divine rays, and then heads back to rejoin The Commune.

Dramonic is no more. Pine is come."

Pine replaces Dramonic effective immediately.

[God of Power Outlets]

Mod Note: Please note that all replacements will be given read access to any of their predecessor's PTs, even if they are no longer active.

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

MangaofIllusion + DrippingGoofball

KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman

Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

Asking For Consent:

All-InRachMarie

Failed:

Pine, Gorkington, podoboq, shos

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-07 14:34:07)

Activity Check: Jaqen being prodded, Seeking replacement for All-In

[God of Power Outlets]

The sun is shining above on a cloudless day, and we find All In walking along the Commune's freshly paved streets. Ordinarily, he'd be looking forward to tonight's sexy times, but today he's irritable.

"God damn riddles. Always speaking in riddles," he mutters.

He's so busy grumbling to himself that he steps right into an open manhole cover. Always cover your man's hole unless he's using it. He falls to the bottom, and though completely unharmed, he realizes he's landed in a sticky white substance.

"Of course," he says. "What else would we be flushing down the toilets here?"

He stops. He hears a noise. A chittering. Some movement, scurrying in the dark.

"Hello?"

The movement stops. There's a noise, some feral utterance. It's quickly joined by a response of several more.

"Oh god," says All In. "C.H.U.D.s!"

They quickly seize him and that's when he realizes these aren't CHUDs. These are Bipedal Underground Kinky Kritters Actively Kumming Everywhere. They surround him, enveloping his eager body in their hungry grasps. The B.U.K.K.A.K.E.s begin furiously pleasuring themselves all over him.

Moments later, he emerges from the manhole, covered in their love too. The Commune is shocked as he towels off, because All In has transformed.

All In is no more. Firebringer is come.

[God of Power Outlets]

get kinky with it: Gork

"This is one wicked Three-some. The most holy of sexual acts of course. We are Three-Pronged for a reason!

...

I guess that means some of you are trying again my children. As usual, don't fuck this up! In a bad way I mean. Definitely fuck it up though. You know what I mean, right?"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

MangaofIllusion + DrippingGoofball

KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman

Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

FireBringsRachMarie + Gorkington

Asking For Consent:

Failed:

Pine, podoboq, shos

Failed Again:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-07 14:34:07)

Activity Check: DGB Receiving My Three-Pronged-Prods

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

MangaofIllusion + DrippingGoofball

KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman

Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

FireBringsRachMarie + Gorkington

Asking For Consent:

Failed:

Pine, podoboq, shos

Failed Again:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-07 14:34:07)

Activity Check: Pine Receiving My Three-Pronged-Prods

[God of Power Outlets]

get kinky wit: Podo

Please Hold For Twilight

[God of Power Outlets]

Shos and pdoboq join hands. When they do, Pine's eyes open wide.

"No! Not like this! Not after all this time!"

An audible shrinking of Pine's testicles leads to him bending forward to the ground in agony.

"I was good, Trouser Gods! I used your gifts to glory you!"

Pine begins convulsing as Donald Trump Jr. and his bodyguards approach. The Commune members find their noses assaulted by the pheremonal scents of wealth and virility emanating from the billionaire.

"What's wrong with him?" asks Trump Jr.

"Looks like terminal blue balls," says one of the bodyguards.

Donald Trump Jr. kneels down and begins to sniff the dying Pine. He starts at the neck, salivating almost.

"Please... help me," says Pine.

"I recognize this man," says Trump Jr., his manicured hands resting on Pine's head. "He used to be an FBI Agent. You were here when my father was here."

Pine nods, still very much dying.

"What happened to my dad?" asks Trump Jr.

Rather than answer him, Pine shrivels up even further, then ceases to be.

"Dammit!" shouts Trump Jr. "How will I ever find out what happened to my father?"

"We already know what happened," says one of the Commune members. "The previous inhabitants here hung him from a tree."

"Lies!" says Trump Jr., his eyes turning red. "Wrong! Fake news!" He twitches, then licks his lips before regaining his composure.

With this, Pine's ghost emerges from his corpse. Except his ghost doesn't really look like him. His ghost is an animal. An aardvark.

"But... I had so much more to do," said Pine.

"Why is this guy an animal?" asks Trump Jr.

The heavens split seductively, and the voice of the Trouser Gods booms earthward like warm honey.

"Pine, or Agent Aardvark, as I've long known you. You have served us faithfully for many years. Unfortunately, your time of yiffing is over, and so I grant your spirit to take on the guise of your fursona."

"This is amazing," says Pine, "Thank you so much!"

"You have but one service left before you slowly entire into my throbbing, undulating, pearly gates. You must now use my sacred Book of Love to make one of these couples permanent."

The Book of Love materializes in Pine's translucent hand. With that, Pine's ghost looks over the remaining members of the Commune.

DEAD

Pine - Agent Aardvark

"Agent Aardvark, your Trouser Gods are relieved to see you back in the compound. You see, there's another threat. Yes, we know how ineffectual you were the first time around. But, remember we gave you that suit? It never gets dirty? You fucking owe us. Get on the case, Agent!"

Kinks: Furries
Off-Limits: Dom/Sub

You win when free love, sex, and depravity can be allowed to reign and nothing can prevent this.

Pine will now decide who to use the Book of Love on. After that the remaining pairs will be dissolved, the night phase executed, and Day 3 will begin with a new Gift from the Trouser Gods.

[God of Power Outlets]

"...finally we're gonna build that wall. And it is going to be a beautiful wall. Believe me. We will build that big beautiful wall around The Commune and keep all the rapists, and I assume a few good people, from ever leaving ever again. Believe me. I guarantee it-" Trump Jr. flicks the power button on the remote.

"Why are you looking over my shoulder?" he says to Pine, floating around in ghost form.

"If your father is dead, who is that, and why does he want to build a wall around The Commune?"

"You dare ask questions?" Trump Jr takes a wad of cash and slaps the aardvark silly. He then sighs. "That man is not my father, it's just Alec Baldwin playing my father. America is stupid you see. First, my father, a filthy rich billionaire runs for President claiming to be a Champion of the people. And they voted for him! After my father disappeared, we had to get a stunt double to finish the election. And they voted for fake him again! You people are so stupid! HAHAHAHAHA...ahem. I mean you people must have had good reasons."

"I voted for Gary." Aardvark Pine said.

"Of course you did. Don't you have somewhere else to be poor? Why are you here? What happened to that Book?" Trump Jr said, warming up his pimp hand.

"About that..."

FLASHBACK

"You have but one service left before you slowly entire into my throbbing, undulating, pearly gates. You must now use my sacred Book of Love to make one of these couples permanent."

The Book of Love materializes in Pine's translucent hand. With that, Pine's ghost looks over the remaining members of the Commune. He then looks at it for a second and tosses it to MagnaofIllusion and DrippingGoofball. Both are immediately locked up with a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. MagnaofIllusion and DrippingGoofball shrug at one another and go back to whatever depraved thing they were doing before hand.

END FLASHBACK

"Then why are you still here? GOD your penniless stench is starting to water my eyeballs." Trump Jr. asked.

"I'm just performing my one final service." Pine said.

Suddenly the ceiling above them splits into two and a heavenly light spills out from the crack. Pine shouts 'WEEEEE' as his ghost is sucked up and swallowed into the hole. Trump Jr. turns his back awkwardly to the heavenly hole. An 'AHEM' sound is made with a celestial voice, and Trump Jr. throws his wad of cash into the hole. It quickly closes up, leaving the room exactly as it once was.

"When my real father becomes President, there will be no more tipping..."

MEANWHILE IN THE COMMUNE

As Pine floats off in some direction after giving away the Book, the Trouser God's heavenly voice booms once again.

"While he performs my final service, I have a gift for the rest of you! You've failed yet again! Maybe it is my fault? Am I a bad Trouser God? We're having a crisis of conscience here! No, my children! You must persevere and defeat the forces that manufacture chastity belts by the millions. I know yesterday I told you that in the name of consent you could 'just say no'! Well, I forgot the most basic rule of fucking. The safe word. Commune, your safe word is 'Turkey Baster'. Anytime anyone utters that phrase in the middle of a roleplay, you stop and can rejoin the Commune. Maybe have someone else to pair up with. Okay? Consult the OOC text for more information! We are running out of time my children, do not let them win!"

OOC Information

You all now have the ability to break up your pairing after the fact! Once you've made a successful pair for the day, at anytime you can bold the safeword '

Turkey Baster

' in your Private Topic. This will cause us to lock the PT and break up your pair. You will both be moved to the failed pile, and cannot get together again in the same day phase. Please remember that you still have the option of saying no in the first place, and Kink compatibility still applies. This does not affect pairs made with The Book of Love.

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Asking For Consent:

FirebringingRachMarie, MagnaofIllusionDrippingGoofball, Fresh, Gorkington, Jaqen Hghar, KuroiXHF, podoboq, shos, SnarkySnowman

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-19 21:24:09)

Activity Check: Beginning of the day

[God of Power Outlets]

get kinky with it: Gork

"Normally I would say something sexy here. But after three days, I think it is just fair to start calling you all sluts."

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

FirebringingRachMarie + Gorkington

Asking For Consent:

MagnaofIllusionDrippingGoofball, Fresh, Jaqen Hghar, KuroiXHF, podoboq, shos, SnarkySnowman

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-19 21:24:09)

Activity Check: Jaqen getting a prod in the butt

[God of Power Outlets]

Get kinky with: Snarky

"Get a room! Oh right, you already have one. Maybe you should clean it up once in awhile? This is how disease is spread! Freaks!"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

FirebringingRachMarie + Gorkington
KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman

Asking For Consent:

MagnaofIllusionDrippingGoofball, Fresh, Jaqen Hghar, podoboq, shos

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-19 21:24:09)

Activity Check: Gorkington and DGB getting double prod-fisted

[God of Power Outlets]

get wit Fresh

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

FirebringingRachMarie + Gorkington
KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman
Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

Asking For Consent:

MagnaofIllusionDrippingGoofball, podoboq, shos

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-19 21:24:09)

Activity Check: Ok

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

FirebringingRachMarie + Gorkington
KuroiXHF + SnarkySnowman
Jaqen Hghar + Fresh

Asking For Consent:

MagnaofIllusionDrippingGoofball, podoboq, shos

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-19 21:24:09)

Activity Check: Firebringer getting roasted

[God of Power Outlets]

Get Kinky wit: podoboq

Once again, shos and pdoboq take one another's' hands, and just like yesterday that means someone has been left out in the cold. Or, in this case, two someones.

"Fine by me," says MagnaOfIllusion"She's one of THEM anyway."

"Hah," replies DrippingGoofball, "Strong words coming from one of THEM."

"What's going on here," says Donald Trump Jr. "Why are you two bickering."

The two of them point at one another, each calling the other evil. Both of them are suddenly overcome with pain, their genitals shriveling into something even less than the dignity of the person writing this flavor.

"Hahahaha, at least I can sacrifice my life for the betterment of the Commune!" says MagnaOfIllusion, curling into his death convulsions.

"You can give up the act," says DrippingGoofball, "We're both dead now anyway."

As the two of them expire on the floor. Donald Trump Jr. is licking his lips. "A pity," he says. "Such wasted... youthful... virile life." His fingertips find his nipples while he watches them die.

"Uhhh... Mr. Trump," says one of his bodyguards.

Trump Jr. composes himself, just as--- expectedly--- the spirits of Magna and DGB rise from their corpses. Conspicuously, the ghosts are still handcuffed together.

"Great," says DGB, "I gotta be handcuffed to this guy for all eternity? And how can I attain sexual enlightenment if I'm dead?"

"You?!" says MoI. "How do you think my mom's gonna feel knowing that I died next to a repressive nutjob?!"

"Ah, yes," says Trump Jr. "Your mother. Her name came up in my investigation. Denise, the Dom. She was here during my father's stay at this hellhole. You must be Dennis."

"She sent me here," says MoI, "so I could learn the ways of the Trouser Gods. So I could be like her and know the pleasures of the flesh!"

A collective murmur of discomfort makes its way through the Commune.

"So you, see," MoI continues, "I'm not evil! She is!"

"There you go again," says DGB. "Is this because I'm Hindu?! You racist."

"...so you're not evil?" asks MoI.

"No," says DGB. "I'm trying to write a book of sexual positions! Kama Sutra 2: Electric Boogaloo. I came here to research! Now I just gotta hope reincarnation is real."

"Sadly, it isn't," replies Trump Jr, not quite revealing how he would know this.

With DGB and MoI staring holes into one another's' ghosts, the clouds part and the Trouser Gods speak.

"I'm saddened that two more of my faithful have been left unfulfilled," says the Trouser Gods. "Take this book wisely, both of you, and agree upon which of these pairings should receive it."

The Book of Love materializes, with both MoI and DGB holding it.

Dead

MagnaofIllusions - Dennis the Disciple

"Seriously? You better be 18 bud. Oh, you're 23? Well, how old is your mother? 34? For real? Okay, well we're not having this conversation anymore because it implies underage sex by another party. Also, it's really weird that your mother is teaching you this shit. Like, really weird."

Kinks: Exhibitionism, Furries
Off-Limits: Dom/Sub

You win when free love, sex, and depravity can be allowed to reign and nothing can prevent this.

DrippingGoofball - Vatsyayana

"Wait, did you seriously name yourself after the author of the Karma Sutra? For the love of US we wrote that stupid thing! Yeah, you see we were going through a rebellious phase when we met Vatsyayana...the real one. Listen, Budda and I have an understanding. No! I'm not a racist just because I can't name any Hindu Gods! Just...shut up geez."

Kinks: S&M
Off-Limits: Exhibitionism, Furries

You win when free love, sex, and depravity can be allowed to reign and nothing can prevent this.

[God of Power Outlets]

Twilight/Dawn is a thing.

(Blizzard has changed priorities for the hydra the last 36 hours)

[God of Power Outlets]

The two ghosts, floating irritably above their inert corpses, continue their bickering while shoving the Book of Love back and forth between them. Finally, they come to a decision and toss the book to Kuroi and SnarkySnowman. The book lands at their feet with a thud. Nothing happens. The Communers gasp.

"What is the meaning of this?!" shouts one of the Communers.

"Have the Trouser Gods forsaken us? Trouser Gods! Where are you?" shouts another.

The clouds part half-assedly, and from the heavens the booming sound of snoring and muttering.

"ZzzZZzzz... so much snow..." says the Trouser Gods.

"Uhhhh... Holy Ones?" says a voice from the Commune.

"ZzzZZzzzZ old people... get them away... no.... nooooo.... ZzzZzZZz..."

"YO TROUSER GODS!" shouts Donald Trump, Jr.

"Zzz-- AHHH BOOBY TRAP!" shouts the Trouser Gods. "Oh. Uh. Right. Where were we? Yes, the Book of Love."

"You okay up there," asks Trump Jr. "You guys seem kind of... low energy," he says, once again licking his lips.

"Ah, erm, yes, ah... It's the presence of the Evil Ones," says the Trouser Gods. "They weaken us with each passing hour. Which is why it's imperative that my faithful subjects find and remove them as quickly as possible."

MagnaofIllusions clears his ghostly throat. Or rather, at least the idea of a physical manifestation of his throat. He points down at the Book of Love.

"Oh! Right," says the Trouser Gods. "With this book, I hereby bind Kuroi and Snarky until death do they part. And also after death."

The Book of Love floats into the air between Kuroi and Snarky, becoming a pair of fuzzy pink shackles attached to their wrists just as the previous Books had. A leopard-printed carriage floats down from the heavens and stops in front of DGB and MoI. It's otherwise a perfectly ordinary carriage, except for the fact it's being pulled by two large, living cocks. The cocks shimmer and undulate in the warm sunlight, eating some of the grass.

"I haven't quite perfected the cock-drawn carriage yet," says the Trouser Gods. "But I suppose it will do for now."

"If we're going to be dead," says DrippingGoofball, "at least we're getting to Heaven in style."

DrippingGoofball and MagnaofIllusions board the carriage. The dicks stiffen and charge upward toward the gaping hole in the clouds, off to guide the two to an eternity of sexual fulfillment.

"Now, for the rest of you," says the Trouser Gods, "You need to ensure that our efforts here are not in vain. Root out the evil, for this threat may well be the end of free love!"

"Yes," says Trump Jr. "And there's still the whereabouts of my father. I must find him before the day's end... because, ah... there's an emergency session of the Trump Corporation's board of directors. Yes. That's it."

Trump Jr. licks his lips again, then looks up toward the sky. He turns to his bodyguards without a word and stalks away from the group.

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Asking For Consent:

FirebringingRachMarie, Fresh, Gorkington, Jaqen Hghar, podoboq, shos, SnarkySnowKuroi

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-31 11:44:39)

Activity Check: Beginning of the day

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Asking For Consent:

FirebringingRachMarie, Fresh, Gorkington, Jaqen Hghar, podoboq, shos, SnarkySnowKuroi

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-31 11:44:39)

Activity Check: All Good

[God of Power Outlets]

Seeking replacement for Firebringer

[God of Power Outlets]

get kinky wit: Snarky/Kuroi

"DP all the way amirite?"

Get Kinky Wit-It: Fresh

"Oh baby baby oh. Baby, baby, baby no. I don't remember how the rest of that stupid song goes."

get kinky wit: gorkington

get kinky wit: gorkington

No, Just Sayin'

"Excellent use of consent!"

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

podoboq + Fresh
FirebringingRachMarie + SnarkySnowKuroi

Asking For Consent:

Jaqen Hghar, Gorkington

Failed:

shos

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-31 11:44:39)

Activity Check: Seeking Firebringer replacement

[God of Power Outlets]

get kinky wit Gork

"What the fuck kind of fucked up shit is he into? OH MY GOD."

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

podoboq + Fresh
FirebringingRachMarie + SnarkySnowKuroi

Asking For Consent:

Gorkington

Failed:

shos, Jaqen Hghar

Deadline: (expired on 2017-03-31 11:44:39)

Activity Check: Seeking Firebringer replacement

[God of Power Outlets]

Hold for Twilight

[God of Power Outlets]

The sky is taking an amber hue, the sun is slowly (god, so slowly) setting above the Commune. Shadows are lengthening, becoming thicker... longer, harder... wait. No, that doesn't work. Can shadows throb? Look, just come back to me.

Anyway, the point is, this long day, this important day, is coming to a close. The supernatural, yet sexy-goings-on seem to have gotten the better of Jaqen Hghar, who now stands before the Commune. He's openly berating them and preaching the wrath of his vengeful god.

"You're all sinners," says Jaqen, "Filthy, dirty, rotten sinners!"

Shos and Gork join hands, looking at Jaqen. "You can't stop the expression of free love," says one of them.

"Oh, holding hands now?" Asks Jaqen. "What are you gonna do? FORNICATE? You pigs!"

Donald Trump, Jr. skulks into the crowd, talking animatedly on his cellphone.

"No," says Trump, Jr. "I told you, I need three hundred pounds of frozen dicks. Nice ones, too, no Mexicans. No, I need them before---" He pauses, then looks at the ranting Jaqen. "What the hell is his problem?"

"The bow of God's wrath is bent," says Jaqen, falling to his knees and grabbing his crotch. "And the arrow made ready on the string, and justice bends the arrow at your heart, and strains the bow, and it is nothing but the mere pleasure of God, and that of an angry God, without any promise or obligation at all, that keeps the arrow one moment from being made drunk with your blood."

"I like the way this guy thinks," says Trump Jr, licking his lips with a snarl.

Jaqen writhes on the ground, his voice dropping to a whisper, not even breaking cadence in his fiery sermon. "stands waiting for them, like greedy hungry lions that see their prey, and expect to have it...”

When Jaqen dies, his spirit rises from the body. The Trouser Gods address him.

"Jaqen Hghar, or should I call you... Jane, the Virgin?" says the Trouser Gods, their voice undulating suggestively across the Commune.

Jaqen's ghost tries to continue talking over the Trouser Gods. "That the reason why they are not fallen already and do not fall now is only that God's appointed time is not come. For it is said, that when that due time, or appointed time comes, their foot shall slide. "

"Jaqen," says the Trouser Gods, "I warned you that my faithful would root you out, and that once they did, you'd belong to the sensual delights of ethereal flesh!"

"...as he that stands on such slippery declining ground, on the edge of a pit, he cannot stand alone, when he is let go he immediately falls and is lost."

The Trouser Gods finally stop. "You really don't have an off-button, do you? Fine, just take the damn book. Then get up here for your punishment."

The Book of Love appears in the ghostly hands of Jaqen Hghar. Jaqen continues appealing to his god.

DEAD

Jaqen Hghar - Jane the Virgin
"Okay, your Trouser Gods need to have a talk with you for a moment. You see, you just need to grow some balls and get your cherry popped. You're in the right place and...no? You are going to destroy everything we hold dear? Oh dear...we have faith that the Commune will get you. And once they do, we'll have our way with your body and soul...forever....MUHAHAHAHAHA.

...with explicit consent of course."

Kinks: None
Off-Limits: Sodomy, S&M, Exhibitionism

You win when the Commune finally learns some goddamn abstinence, and nothing can prevent this.

[God of Power Outlets]

We are taking the extra time while I seek a replacement for Firebringer

[God of Power Outlets]

Firebringer has elected to retain his slot. Night results incoming.

[God of Power Outlets]

Jaqen continues to deliver his sermon titled 'Sinners in the Face of a Sexy God' or something like that. Honestly, was anyone listening?

"blah blah fire and brimstone, blah blah depths of hell, blah blah nuke everyone" Jaqen was saying. We think.

Trump Jr. and the rest of the Commune have fallen asleep listening to Jaqen's speech. Suddenly the ghost of Jaqen throws The Book of Love to the ground shattering it into a million pieces.

"Wha, what?" Trump Jr. exclaims pulling himself out of a pool of drool. His assistant quickly bottles it and slaps a $99.99 price tag on it. The assistant presents the bottle for Trump Jr, who licks the lid sensually, and then turns his attention to the rest of the Commune.

Suddenly there is a scream as other members of the Commune wake up. All, but one. Dead, with his head bashed in by a bible, is Gorkington.

"Wha...what?" a voice from the heavens themselves exclaims. An armored ghost rises from Gorkington's body.

"Growl." Gorkington says, looking at his now bashed in skull.

"Oh, Armor Gimp! What the hell, how did you die? We did not authorize this!" The Three-Pronged Trouser God exclaimed!

"Growl" Armor Gimp replies, his voice muffled by his Tiger Gimp suit.

"You fools! For my hands will be cleansed by holy fire, as the Will of God has struck down that heathen!" Jaqen said. "May you all now repent and promise to stop fornicating out of wedlock!"

"Wait, how did you know the Book of Love could be rendered unusable if you threw it on the ground?" The Trouser Gods asked. "In retrospect, that isn't a good feature. We'll have to fix it in version 2.0."

"You'll have to fix more than that. You'll have to fix your souls, your-" YOINK a portal opens up sucking Jaqen's ghost into it.

"I was getting tired of his complaining. I'm sorry Armor Gimp, you'll have to get your revenge in the afterlife. As for the rest of you, the Book of Love is broken, so no more magical handcuffs for now. Other than that, proceed as St. Cuckhold intended! You still have a chance to root out our enemies! Tick tock clock pussies and boners!"

DEAD

Gorkington - Armor Gimp
"Armor Gimp, we are so glad to have you in the Commune to avenge your master, The Gimp. I have to say we're real big fans of that thing you do where you grab people out of the air and piledrive them into your dick. It makes us uncomfortable actually. Like, right down here, in our nether regions."

Kinks: Rubberist, S&M
Off-Limits: Sodomy

You win when free love, sex, and depravity can be allowed to reign and nothing can prevent this.

New Rule Change

The Book of Love is no longer in play. You will still proceed with the lynch as normal, and all other rule additions still apply.

[God of Power Outlets]

Kink Count

Getting Kinky

Asking For Consent:

FirebringingRachMarie, Fresh, podoboq, shos, SnarkySnowKuroi

Failed:

Deadline: (expired on 2017-04-13 14:37:07)

Activity Check: Beginning of the day

[God of Power Outlets]

Please hold for Twilight

[God of Power Outlets]

With the sun setting on the Commune, the lovers prepare to pair up once again, stranding Kuroi and SnarkySnowman on this most holy Eve. Before the final set of lovers take hand, a voice interrupts the proceedings.

"Stop!" shouts Donald Trump, Jr. "This charade has gone on long enough."

He strides confidently to Kuroi and SnarkySnowman. His eyes are now tinged a sinister yellow, his features sharpening in the cool evening light.

"Where is your god now?" asks Trump Jr. "Where is the God of the Pruddites? You're about to fail, just like you failed my father. Pathetic!"

"We don't work for you," says Kuroi, his voice defiant.

"No, of course you don't," says Trump Jr. "You were a distraction. An inadvertant, but necessary ally. A useful idiot. While you tossed around your Biblical nonsense, I've been hard at work. Don't you get it? The Trump Corporation always wins!"

"Son of spray-on tan," the Trouser Gods address Trump Jr. "Your plans are premature! You have no power here."

"Don't I?" Trump Jr. replies. "While your followers were busy, mine were locating the remains of my father."

Trump Jr. nods to his bodyguards. They've taken on a new form now. Hulking, leather clad Investment Banker Demons now trickle-down over an open grave nearby.

"This ends here!" shout the Trouser Gods. A bolt of lightning, shaped like a massive cock strikes Trump Jr. with the heat of a thousand suns all sodomizing one another. The bolt blasts Trump Jr. backward into his father's grave as the night comes. The moon rises high over the peaceful Commune.

"Now then, my faithful," says the Trouser Gods, addressing the Commune. "Let us commence the execution of Kuroi and SnarkySnowman, so we can celebrate the expression of free love and---"

"WRONG!" shouts a voice from the grave. Trump Jr. emerges, this time he's become something monstrous. Covered from head to toe in pubic hair, he's now a slavering wolfman with a massive cock swinging between his legs.

"You... you're a shifter!" Shouts Firebringer.

"Shifter? Hah!" Howls Trump Jr. "No, I am a Weredickwolf. Like my father before me, on the full moon I feast on the cocks of the innocent."

"Oh fuck me," says the Trouser Gods, remembering that Shifter and Weredickwolf are two seperate niches, "we're idiots." Somewhere, the band plays its tune.

"Yes," says Trump Jr., "because the only way to kill a Weredickwolf is with a silver dildo. Only on St. Cuckhold's Eve are the spirits powerful enough to grant me favor. Only on a full moon are we at our most powerful. A perfect storm for the Trump Corporation, and the only way I'd be able to succeed."

One of the Investment Bankers drags Gorkington's body over to Trump Jr. He viciously tears the body in half, the blood spraying into the grave.

"With the blood of this innocent, the Ultimate Cucking, shall come rebirth."

"You thought I was dead? Fake news! SAD!" says a voice from the grave.

The Commune and Pruddites look on in shock as Donald Trump rises next to his son. Like his son, he's also in full Weredickwolf form, except he's spent a year mouldering in a shallow grave. The zombie Weredickwolf's hair is very much alive as well, whipping wildly at the air, appearing as fine, hay-like tentacles.

"You can't stop us, Trouser Gods," says Trump Jr. "We're going to make you watch us feast on the cocks of everyone in this Commune."

"This is gonna be YUGE," says Zombie WeredickTrump, rubbing his comically small hands together.

"We'll never get tired of winning," says Trump Jr. "And since we've prevented the honoring of St. Cuckhold's Day, your Trouser Gods are now weaker than ever."

The Investment Bankers and the two Trumps advance toward the Communers who begin backing up slowly. Is this the end of the Commune? When will this cliffhanger be resolved? The answer is: right now.

A large, glowing image appears in the night sky. First silhouetted against the moon, then darting unnaturally across the clouds. The craft is shaped like two mounds side by side, and grows larger as it approaches the Commune. Finally, it hovers above the bizarre scene, and a small hole appears between the craft's mounds. A beam of light emerges from the hole, and two humanoids now stand before the Commune. They wear nothing, but have enlongated heads with large black eyes. The most notable feature of these other-worldly visitors are their hands. Each hand has, in the place of fingers, five long, rotating cocks.

"Greetings, humans. We come from the planet Analia. You may call us Analians."

"Anal aliens?" Asks RachMarie. "That's the dumbest thing I ever heard."

Somewhere above, one of the Trouser Gods coughs.

"No, earth woman," says the visitor, "its Analian. As in residents of Analia."

"Oh my god," says Zombie WeredickTrump. "It wasn't alternative facts at all! The Anal Aliens are real!"

"No, again," says the other visitor, "it's not 'anal aliens,' it's---"

"You know what," says the first visitor, "forget it. This planet has insulted us for the last time. Prepare to be ban--- errr I mean probed."

"Wait, if you're probing us, doesn't that make you Anal---" starts podobq.

"Okay, this guy goes first," says the second visitor.

"My people haven't consented to any of this," says the Trouser Gods. "Run, my children!"

The heavens split open, and a contingent of bondage angels emerge from the sky. The earth begins shaking and a moist hole opens up a gaping chasm, separating the Communers, the Pruddites, the Weredickwolves, and the Anal Aliens. The bondage angels begin fighting, trying to hold off the invading forces despite their weakened state.

"Kuroi! Snowman!" the ghost of Jaqen Hghar emerges from below the crack in the earth.

"What's going on?!" says SnarkySnowman, over the roar of intergalactic erotic warfare.

"It turns out hell is real," says Jaqen Hghar, "and we're all going there! I appealed to our Pruddite God of Chastity and he allowed me to rescue you from these heathens!"

Jaqen Hghar leads SnarkySnowman and Kuroi off through the nearby forest where a spectral Popemobile awaits. Meanwhile, the Communers run off in the other direction. The Trump Corporation has won the day, though the Pruddites and the Communers survive. Free love and expression of sexual freedom remain beset on all sides by threats--- from this world and from another.

And somewhere, Tara Kockoff, intrepid reporter, sits upright. A throbbing dong in each hand, she has seen a vision of the future. The Trouser Gods will lead their faithful here, to her, and she will assist these guardians of lust any way she can.

[God of Power Outlets]

I am ending the game in a draw. Commune, congratulations you did correctly lynch scum and that should be commended. However, I prematurely took away a chance for Jaqen to save himself the previous day phase. Although it was unlikely he could have done so, he still had a chance and I should have let it play out.

I have a bit to say before I unlock this thread, but I wanted to go ahead and declare the winners first.