strip never have i ever!

[torako]

The classic party game! But with a sexy twist!

THE RULES
1: Post a top level in which your character shares something they've never done, starting with the phrase "Never have I ever..."
2: Check out what other people put up. If your character HAS done it, they have to take off a piece of clothing!
3: Generally keep track of how much your character is wearing as you go down the page.
4: If you're out of clothes, you may instead opt to perform a forfeit, determined by the person who got you! There are beds and a variety of toys over there in the corner, if you need them.
4.5: If you offer someone a forfeit and they don't want to do it because it's Not Their Kink, please respect that and either drop the thread or suggest something else.
5: You can cheer people on who are stripping in other threads or flirt with them or just express surprise that someone has/hasn't done the thing. Don't be afraid about jumping in on someone else's thread!
6: Just generally have a good and sexy time!

Comments

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ An exasperated sigh. ] I don't mind, you know.

[ He didn't get this buff not to show off, after all. ]

[telltaleschemer]

[He won't insult this man's intelligence by continuing to play dumb.]

...You must workout on the regular, I think?

[Nailed it.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

Naturally. When one lives the sort of lifestyle I do, one has to keep in shape. Like what you see, do you?

[ He stretches for a moment, casually, in a way that might just draw a little more attention to his chest and stomach. Look, when you wear a suit all the time, it's nice to finally get a chance to show off your abs. ]

[telltaleschemer]

Your lifestyle— and what kind would that be?

[This is what he chooses to focus on. Although his gaze follows along with the movement of those muscles. Poe doesn't really know how to react gracefully to any sort of flirting that isn't threatening unfortunately, and that may be obvious.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ He's a little miffed by the non-answer to his question, until he sees where the other man's eyes are going, and that's answer enough. It's okay, Poe. Just enjoy the eye candy. ]

Oh, the kind that involves thrilling world adventures. Showdowns with demons, archaeologists, and other such troublesome beings. The eternal struggle between good and evil. That sort of thing.

[ Casually not at all mentioning which side of that struggle he falls on. ]

[telltaleschemer]

That's, [He squints. That all sounds like a tall tale.] ...very worldly.
But... Do archaeologists really deserve to be regarded on the same level as demons?

[whitehairedprettyboy]

Oh, you haven't met the archaeologists I have. Some of them can be frightfully irritating. One in particular.

[ He clenches a fist reflexively at the thought. Whoever this archaeologist may be, he's clearly not a fan. ]

And what do you do for a living, Mr....?

[telltaleschemer]

You make it sound like you have an archenemy that you'd like to defeat...

[He's just gotta slip that quiet commentary in there before pressing a hand to his own chest and offering the other as he segues into his introduction.]

My name is Edgar Allan Poe. I'm a world renowned detective and writer from America! And you are...?

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ He's not wrong, but Valmont doesn't say so. He's too busy blinking wide-eyed at Poe's declaration. ]

Edgar Allan - oh, don't tell me. You're in the same boat as our Mr. Steinbeck, aren't you? Hailing from a world where the author himself doesn't exist, and all that? I refuse to believe I've been making casual conversation with the man who wrote "The Raven".

[ Flirting with, more like. God. This world is weird. ]

- ah. Please, call me Valmont.

[ He extends a hand to shake. One's still got to have one's manners, after all. ]

[telltaleschemer]

...That's correct for the most part... I even worked for the same organization as Mr. Steinbeck for some time.

[That's about the only vague detail on said "organization" Valmont will be getting from Poe. But, he's getting real tired of this happening. Poe goes totally limp wristed during the handshake due to his suddenly low spirits.]

But I am a novelist. Just not the same one that you're all familiar with apparently.

[There's a bitter bite to it. Still-]

It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Valmont.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Poe goes limp, and Valmont realizes he's made a misstep. Of course - it can't be pleasant to be compared to a presumably more famous version of oneself, can it? Especially since it sounds like he's gotten this reaction before, potentially every time he's introduced himself in this world. Valmont hastens to soften the blow. ]

Don't misunderstand, Mr. Poe. I should be quite pleased to read your own works, if you'd grant me the opportunity.

[ He smiles in a way that he hopes comes off as moderately genuine. He is interested in seeing how this Poe's works might differ from the ones he's familiar with, but more than that, he wouldn't mind an opportunity to spend some time with the man himself. Any relationship that could potentially net him some Chroma is one he wants to cultivate. ]