Scavenger Hunt Spin the Bottle-Wheel Valentines Day CHALLENGEEEEE!

[magnetite_plz]

You all didn't think you were getting out of this holiday entirely empty handed, now did you?

There's red, white, and pink heart confetti falling like rain as Nekomata pushes out a ridiculously large gameshow type wheel with a bottle shaped ticker attached at its center. She raises the aviator glasses she's wearing and pulls a few cue cards out of her...actually she doesn't have pockets and it's best not to ask where these came from.

"Lyadies and Gentleman, humies, magi and all creatures alike! It's time for us to play a game mya!" She does her best Vanna White impression as she gestures to the wheel. "You may all have nyoticed the names of Nexus denizens. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to give this wheel a spin and track down whomever it lands on and get a selfie of you two smooching! All selfies delivered to me will be entered into a grand finale drawing. The winner will receive a very special prize everyone in the Nexus is guaranteed to want mya!"

She points into the crowd of the forum. She wants you to participate! Yes, you!

"What are you waiting for mya?!"

[Fun Valentines day shenanigans since I didn't see anything else go up today. Entirely fluffy and for laughs. Feel free to choose your target or have me select at random. I may or may not choose targets based on hilarity. Happy V-Day everyone and accept this loving post from me to all of you~

There's no saying that only one person can be smooched by another, so feel free to double up if you want! Just respect another person's wishes if they say their character doesn't want to be found and lip-molested k?

This is a spontaneous Nexus event that I did not make a sign up for. If you can't get in touch with your target/if you have been selected and for WHATEVER reason do not wish to play or interact with said character, PM me and I will change it discreetly. This is Zero Committment fun time. You may now return to your regularly scheduled smooching ]

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[gate_crasher]

"'Selfie?'" the puzzled lizard in blue robes echoes. Oh, no, confetti is sticking to the fabric. He's going to look like a pink snowman soon.

[magnetite_plz]

"A photo of you and your victim--er, TARGET ahaha whoops! Target, locking lips, doing the tonsil hockey, swapping spit. Do I hafta explain everything to you people nya?!"

Pushed and herded toward the wheel he is!

"Spin!"

[gate_crasher]

"I remain unclear as to what a 'photo' entails," he points out, "but very well." One doesn't learn things by arguing that they aren't understood, one learns things by diving in and doing. The white-scaled lizard spins the big wheel.

Any requests?

[magnetite_plz]

"Do you really not know what a photo is? A picture. You know, with a phone?" By now she's tapping her foot-paw impatiently as her eyes watch the wheel whiz around.

She can't help it, movement is something she tends to focus on.

"Hopefully your target has a phone if you don't mya. Otherwise you'll have to borrow mine."

Surprise me.

[gate_crasher]

"It seems I shall need to prevail upon my, ah, target," he concedes. "I have seen only a little of these phones, and do not have one for myself yet."

He, too, watches the wheel spin, although for another reason. "Why a bottle?"

[magnetite_plz]

"Ancient ceremonial mating tradition of humans upon reaching sexual maturity." Nekomata replies, tails swishing form side to side. "They sit in a ritualistic circle and pray to their love dieties while spinning the empty bottle. Whichever person the open end lands on becomes their mate."

Nekomata is not responsible for any wrong assumptions made by listening to her expertise on human history.

"It's pretty silly. But since this place is mmmostly humans, I thought I'd cater to the masses on this one." The wheel slows to a tick and then stops revealing the target to be none other than the Nexus' resident robot lady."

"Blaze it is! Good luck champ, nya!"

[gate_crasher]

"Wait, this is to choose mates?" The surprise and alarm come too late. The wheel is spun, the die is cast, the river is crossed, and... Shade-Seeker doesn't recognize that person. "I... have not met this Blaze. It seems I must go find her? Please pardon me."

[rekindledtitan]

As luck would have it, his target is actually not far off. Some searching will bring him to the armored figure watching with folded arms from beyond the gathering. Or maybe it's not luck, so much as Blaze being drawn to signs of commotion.

"Seems pretty harmless," she's commenting, presumably to the tiny silver machine floating at her side. It answers in a murmur, its single blue optic flicking between members of the crowd, Shade-Seeker included. Blaze herself gives the reptilian guy a friendly nod as he comes their way.

[gate_crasher]

That is fortunate. The Nine must be watching over him. The white-scaled lizard in blue robes approaches, stopping a few arm-lengths away so as to appear less threatening, and raises a hand in greeting. A faint, silver-blue glow limns him and his robes alike, a spell of resistance against cold that protects him from the worst of Reynard's seasonal generosity. There is a rather generous amount of heart-shaped confetti in various colors sticking to his robes. "Greetings. Are you the person called Blaze?"

[rekindledtitan]

The Light and the Nine - possibly in cahoots? More on this later. Once she realizes he really is approaching them, Shade-Seeker gets their attention properly. Blaze tilts her head slightly, more interested by his robes and glow than concerned.

At his question, she gives an easy salute and a cheerful confirmation. "Blaze-37, Guardian of the Last City. Something I can help you with?"

[gate_crasher]

"My name is Shade-Seeker. Ah," he pauses, then, since they seem to be giving titles, he adds, "Knight Crusader and Archmage of the Mages' Guild of Cyrodiil. I was instructed by a peculiar game to seek you, and suspect I owe an explanation before I proceed. If you will indulge me in that?" He is perhaps ridiculously polite.

[rekindledtitan]

Ah, so he's a sort of warlock, which explains the robes. She's perked up a little at his titles: whatever task he needs help with is bound to be good, right? At the least, there should be some interesting conversation ahead.

"A game? Well, you've got me even more curious." She waves him ahead. "Explain away! I'm all ears."

[gate_crasher]

"In this game, it seems that participants consult a wheel of names, and must perform an act of affection--a kiss--upon the person named by the wheel." He's trying to gauge her reaction, but that is a difficult expression to read. "For my turn, your name was selected."

[brother_alone]

Or...no.

Not like Chrono Trigger at all, actually. More like Man-sized reptilian giving Joshua a serious case of regret.

If it has fangs he's bolting and running as far away from this as possible.

"...Shade Seeker?"

[gate_crasher]

"I am he," the lizard-man answers, turning, his voice raspy but light, and faintly musical. On the other hand, his scales are white, his eyes are a pinkish-red, and that is a mouthful of very pointy-looking teeth. "Can I help you?"

[brother_alone]

Can it feel fear? Because Joshua is drenched in it. And frozen completely still the moment those teeth become visible.

This is why he doesn't socialize in this place. At some point he will have to breathe or blink. Until that point, his ability to be a statue is quite admirable!

It's either a 'hi' or a whimper that comes out of his mouth.

[gate_crasher]

The lizard watches Josh, patient, politely expectant, with an expression that gradually slides toward a familiar disappointment. To someone unaccustomed to Argonian faces, however, it is possible that each of those expressions remains indecipherable. "I see I distress you. My apologies, that is not my intent. If you prefer, I will continue on my way--I shall take further immobility on your part as an expression of that desire."

I swear he's not always this awkward.

[brother_alone]

"You're playing the game, right." Josh never said he was smart. This guy is here, mingling with people, and no one's been bled out yet. He can do this.

He makes an abortive gesture toward the wheel.

"Me too. Three guesses as to why I'm here." He's even holding out his phone, now.

Everyone has a bad day now and again.

[gate_crasher]

"I seem to be, yes," he admits, and in that moment realization dawns with an almost-audible click. "Ah. You have been tasked with my name, I take it?"

[brother_alone]

"Sure have. Your lucky day, right?" He's going to put his face within biting reach of those teeth.

Why? Hell if he knows.

Josh flips his phone onto Selfie mode and takes a step toward the Argonian. He mentally cheers that it doesn't falter. "Lucky for me, all the confetti makes you easy to spot." That's not the only reason, but it's the only reason he's willing to give.

[gate_crasher]

It's the lizard's turn for an expression of mild trepidation, which creeps into his tone as well. "Erh... an interesting definition of fortune. Might I ask for... some precision in understanding your intentions?"

[brother_alone]

"I need a picture of me kissing you for this challenge." He explains. Restating the obvious helps him get his voice working again even if he sounds a bit choked still.

"So. I'm...gonna kiss you on the uh..." He points to his own cheek. Do lizards have cheeks? Not..really? But hopefully it makes sense. Not on the mouth. Josh's resolve isn't that strong.

[gate_crasher]

"Ah?" He draws back his hood, turning his head to make his cheek (such as it is) more available. "Very well. Thank you, for the clarification."

[brother_alone]

"Hey, thank you for obliging a stranger."

Wait that just sounds weird.

"Josh Washington, by the way. So we're not 100% total strangers. I don't want to make this weird." Weirder than it is already. He is, however, very adept at this 'selfie skill'. It only takes him a moment to duck in--make sure they're both in shot--and then give the Argonian a quick peck on the cheek, complete with 'mwah' sound.

"Thanks. For uhm...yeah." Smooth.

[gate_crasher]

"It is good to meet you, Josh Washington, even under unusual circumstances." He smiles genially. "As for obliging a stranger, I take it as guidance from the Nine, and find it works out more often than not."