[open] Crackplot post!

[wordoftheroses]

Once upon a time there was a sentient building that was very fond of snatching up people from whatever they were doing and forcing them to interact.

This was fun for the building for a while but it soon grew bored of just watching people and decided that it would have a little fun.

So now, along with snatching people up from their respective lives, it's decided to run a little experiment.

Hence the nice little spread you'll walk in on in the main room. One table laden with food, the other with drinks, but any option you stumble into will give you more than you bargained for.

There's a prettily laid out platter of fruit, for instance, but if you find yourself munching for it, odd things might start happening. Hearing things people didn't actually say, feeling things for no apparent reason. And if that's a regular occurrence? You just might find it happening a little more frequently, a little more constantly. Or maybe, you'll find other people looking at you as if they can hear what you were just thinking.

There's another platter with a nice little spread of cookies. Some are gigantic, more like a mini-cake than a cookie, and some are normal cookie size. If you much on the normal cookies, you might find yourself feeling odd. Not quite yourself. In fact, very not yourself. And if you go for a big one, you'll find the urge to share it even if you're not the type of person who generally does that. And that person you share it with? You may just find that you feel more like them than you do like you.

There's a bowl of nuts set out that look perfectly innocent, but those who steal a handful will find a few moments later something unfamiliar is happening to their body. An unexpected change in a couple of rather private areas.

Those who go for cake will also find themselves changing physically. Maybe the young are suddenly finding themselves a little more grown-up. Or maybe the grown-up suddenly rediscover their childhood. Or maybe you're somewhere in between, and then, well, who knows where you'll go?

And the last food choice of the day is an offering of pretzels. Those that go for the pretzels will find that, a few moments after taking a bite, something starts fading away. Maybe you can't taste the salt anymore, maybe you can't quite understand what people are saying. Things go dark. You can't speak. Something goes away.

The drinks table holds its own danger in a multitude of enticing liquids. You might be safer sticking with the water. Or, well, maybe not. Because after taking a sip, you'll find that things you don't mean to say just... slip out. That your reactions are a little more intense. Things that should be vaguely amusing you can't stop laughing at and things that are mildly irritating send you into a rage.

There's always tea, but sipping on that might just loosen your tongue even farther. In fact, you may find there's nothing you can think that you don't say.

The coffee is no safer. Sure, at first it seems a little less problematic, but then somebody might ask you a question. And whatever that question is, if you go to lie, you'll find it comes out as the truth anyway. And if you try to lie without being asked a question, it just won't come out the way you expect it to.

There's an array of different flavored juices sitting there to sample as well. But take a sip and you won't get the chance to finish it. Whatever the flavor, you'll find you're something you weren't before. If you're lucky, it's still humanoid. Not everyone will be lucky.

And as a final option, there's three delicious-looking flavors of milkshake set out. Those that go for strawberry might find themselves with butterflies in their stomach at the next person who talks to them. The chocolate fans will find their reaction something a little bit deeper, even if the next person they see is a stranger. And those who go for vanilla might find the exact reverse; the next person that looks at them just won't leave them alone.

Anyone looking for food besides this layout will find their search and/or request comes up with nothing. If you don't touch the offerings, you'll be fine. If you do? Well, good luck....


[OOC: ...Ahem. GIANT CRACKPLOT POST OF DOOM. A quick rundown in case anything's not clear: fruit=psychic abilities (either reading or projecting, and those with abilities are heightened); cookies=personality switch (giant ones are with the person they share with, small ones are just switch an aspect/entire personality as you wish); nuts=genderswap; cake=age (up or down is up to the mun, doesn't matter what age they are); pretzels=sensory loss (or muteness, that counts); water=heightens emotions and/or removes inhibitions; tea=speaks thoughts aloud; coffee=can only tell the truth; juice=species shift; milkshakes=fall in love/crush with the next person you see (strawberry is crush, chocolate is love, vanilla is the next person you see falls for you to a degree up to the muns). Go nuts. Post the same person doing several different cracks. Do several at once to someone. Multiple verses. Whatever. If you want to tag someone specific put their LJ name in the subject of your comment. Otherwise, go nuts

Note: it should be noted that this post was copied from a private musebox that allaroughdraft and I were in. I's copied practically verbatim, so all the credit for the crack goes to her, I just thought it would be fun to open it to mass response.)

Comments

[sleptforsolong.livejournal.com]

River isn't actually hungry, but he takes a handful of nuts as he passes. Somebody obviously felt like feeding them all, and it would be rude to ignore that.

He's halfway across the room before he starts picking on them and feels things shift. Shift and align and become right and he holds his breath for a moment, not daring to think, not daring to hope.

But he looks down and it is and he's there and he starts to laugh.

So don't mind the boy -- the boy -- standing in the middle of the room, laughing, crying, and whispering thanks and praise up to the ceiling in Chinese. He's just very happy.

[candyorakiss.livejournal.com]

Ella is having a chocolate milkshake. She normally would just make her own food but people have put out tasty things! She is obligated to eat them!

She sees the crying boy and blinks, tilting her head to the side and blinking. She walks over and gives him a hug. Yes. Hugs are the answer hugs and kisses and she starts making an ice cream cone for him. Tasty food makes things better too.

[sleptforsolong.livejournal.com]

River doesn't notice her presence until she hugs him, which is surprising in and of itself, but he's distracted, getting used to himself, enjoying himself.

...And then there is a stranger hugging him and kissing him and he doesn't mind particularly, but it is confusing, which shows in the expression on his face as he looks at her. Though the confusion cannot entirely wipe away the smile.

[candyorakiss.livejournal.com]

She holds out the ice cream to him, a wide and hopeful smile on her face. "It will make things better," she informs. "It's chocolate. Chocolate makes eeeeverything better!"

She bounces on the balls of her feet, leaning in to press another kiss to his cheek.

[sleptforsolong.livejournal.com]

He laughs and shakes his head, though he takes the offered ice cream and takes a lick from it before he speaks. "Already the best. It couldn't get better. He's very happy right now."

[candyorakiss.livejournal.com]

She looks pathetically pleased when he takes the ice cream and thinks up a small rain of confetti, some of which is shaped like hearts! '

Yaaay! Good things, good things! What made you happy? I can get more of it! All the happy can be for you! Just tell me how. i know lots of people who can do thinsk. They can make you happy if I can't."

[sleptforsolong.livejournal.com]

He glances up at the confetti and smiles, shaking it out of his hair as it stops. He glances around before answering her question, and then says in a rush, like it's a confession, "I'm right. Being who he's supposed to be. Being him."

He can't stop grinning.