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The Aphrodisiacs Drink Meme

Step 1. post a blank comment. Or a set up comment, whichever takes your fancy. Feel free to make people aware of your ooc preferences if you have them.
Step 2. Reply to others, other's reply to you. Use a RNG to pick a drink or just pick yourself if something pings you, it's all good.
Step 3. ???
Step 4. ~~Profit~~ Smut ~~same diff~~

Effects are coupled, so the more the merrier (and kinkier)! All drinks include powerful aphrodisiacs and the bar features handy private rooms stocked with everything your fantasies require.

1. red - juicy red apple spiced with cinnamon and nutmeg. effect: extreme, sudden arousal. You need someone, anyone, and you needed them yesterday.

2. orange - fresh orange juice with vanilla-laced champagne. effect: voyeurism. who cares who's watching? you want it right here and now. Or maybe you're the one who's into watching?

3. yellow - sweet and sour lemonade topped with meringue. effect: violence. angry hatesex can be more fun that it sounds...

4. green - lime sparkler with coconut and green tea flavors. effect: jealousy/yandere. You'll crave your partner desperately, and no one else can have them.

5. blue - crushed blueberry puree, vodka and soda. effect: domination. You'll have the urge to beat someone into submission. Make them the dog they really are.

6. purple - crushed blackberry puree, vodka and soda. effect: submission. You'll submit to any demands, and pain becomes the greatest pleasure. Who knew bleeding could feel so good?

7. pink - sweet sparkling champagne with strawberries. effect: loving. Your coupling will be adoring and loving. Onlookers will puke from the sweetness.

8. black - licorice and chocolate liqueurs. effect: The strongest of them all. There's no fighting the urge to fuck after drinking this. Even the most stoic of people can't resist this drink.

9. brown - coffee with hazelnut and cream. effect: energizing. You'll want to go all night, nothing can stop you. Multiple orgasms are nothing.

10. white - frozen coconut with jelly balls. effect: extreme bondage. You'll be frozen in place and desperate to be bound.

11. grey - earl grey tea with honey. effect: genderswap. Not the prettiest of drinks, but it will make you into the prettiest (or most handsome) belle of the bar. Just a sip gives the unbearable urge to crossdress.

Thieved blatantly from here.

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[He finds that reaction amusing.]

Yeah, that. There's other stuff, too. All different colors...red, purple, blue, orange, green...I think it's all fruit drinks.

Hmm...

[It's a good thing he has a great sense of smell, because he can tell which drink has a lot of alcohol in it. He's not going near the kind that was thrust under his nose, nevermind that he doesn't like black licorice anyway. His hand traces lightly over the table, carefully lifting drinks one at a time to catch the scent and setting them back down again.]

[Shiru's watching him do that, leaning on the table with his chin propped on his hand. He's guessing that Riku's going to go for the yellow one. Let's see if he's right.]

[Nope. While Riku likes citrus, he isn't much of a fan of lemons. He's going to eventually go back and settle on the one with orange juice, looking satisfied when he takes a sip. Not that Shiru knows it, but he's scored at least a couple of points by not trying to shove drinks at Riku while he investigated them.]

[You Rikus and your citrus fruits. Nah, he probably would've just mixed the drinks together as Riku was trying to decide on them.]

That one meet your approval?

[You Replicas and your ridiculousness. Riku takes another sip, blithely voicing his thoughts.]

I like oranges. It's also nice to meet a Replica that doesn't want to kill me.

[Hey, he is only ridiculous sometimes.]

You're not my Riku, and besides, I don't have much reason to do that anymore. I'm surprised you didn't identify me as Riku at first.

[He taps the side of his nose, then shrugs.]

You smell different.

Hm. But I prefer my name over 'Replica'. It's Shiru.

[He's never really gotten the hang of the people-smelling thing. Except to determine levels of light and darkness, but even then, a lot of people still smell like a lot of other people.]

[Maybe he should practice being blind for a week and hone his other senses.]

Fair enough. Is there somewhere to sit down?

[There would be high levels of grouchiness. And flailing. It would be highly amusing.]

Uh...yeah, there's a couch over there. Or that table.

[He points, then realizes how useless that is, and grabs one of Riku's arms instead to help guide him.]

[He's going to have a grumpyku right here with him if he keeps being grabby. Riku doesn't like strangers latching onto him and dragging him places.]

Just tell me which way the couch is, if you don't mind.

[He's not hanging off you, geez Riku. But he'll drop the arm he had ahold of, but not without an eyeroll. He wasn't going to drag, just help. Really.]

You'll run into it if you go straight ahead.

Thanks.

[He's rather sensitive about it, especially since it was unexpected. Shiru can see just how he uses that stick of his, because he certainly isn't going to be running himself into anything with it. Riku actually seems to have a good sense of where furniture is most of the time, and looks pretty satisfied when he settles himself on the couch.]

[He'll be following behind Riku so he doesn't get in the way of that cane and flop onto the couch nearby.]

...Sorry.

[Riku takes another sip of his drink, a shiver running up his back as he swallows. Apology accepted or not, he doesn't say, just sinking back against the couch. He's finding it hard to stay irritated.]

I don't like being touched without some kind of warning. You didn't know that before.

I'll remember that next time.

[He doesn't particularly want to test Riku's ability to hit things he can't see. He does, however, eye Riku and move a bit closer to him on the couch.]

Next time?

[Riku knows exactly where Shiru is and yes, he can aim with surprisingly good accuracy so long as his opponent is making sounds. Even the brush of fabrics is enough in many cases. It's harder where they are now however, with so many others in the room with them.

He's got his cane resting against the arm of the couch, though his knee nearly knocks it to the floor as he stretches, knees splayed wide apart. The light curl of alcohol in his system is quickly helping him to relax.]

I'm not going to...touch you...without warning......c'mon, you know what I mean.

[That didn't sound as weird in his head as it did when he actually said it. Because of that, he huffs and goes back to his drink, which is almost half gone by now.]

So you're planning on touching me, is that what you're saying?

[He closes his eyes, smirking. It's fun messing with Replicas.]

[He's terrible at this game.]

I didn't say that, you did.

Even if I wanted you to?

[Where had that come from? He certainly hadn't meant to say it aloud. He doesn't take it back though, covering his own reaction with a quick swig of his drink.]

[It's a good thing that Shiru had just swallowed the mouthful of drink he had, or else he probably would've either choked on it or spit it out. As it is, he just stares at Riku, trying to figure out if he's serious or not. Thanks to the aphrodisiacs in the drink, he'd do a lot more than that, but he's not saying that ~~yet~~.]

Maybe I would.

I don't know if I believe you.

[His words may have skipped past the filter to his mouth before, but Riku's not going to go back on them now. For one thing, he feels far too comfortable here. There's also the rush of excitement he gets at the idea to be considered.]

Is that a challenge or something?

[He's moved close enough now that he could climb into Riku's lap if he wanted, and has one leg on the couch, curled under him while the other is off the couch, like he can't decide whether to sit or stand.]