taxonomites | now i rock a house party at the drop of a hat.

now i rock a house party at the drop of a hat.

It's around five o'clock in the morning when the citizens of Taxon find themselves inexplicably transported into rooms within the Sanctuary. Doors are left open and beds unmade, food abandoned and lights left on, still shining brightly for those who were awake and are no longer present. The Extras don't seem to notice the captive population's sudden disappearance, continuing on with their business as usual.

For those relocated, though, it's an entirely different story.

They find themselves in rooms with white, alabaster walls that gives them an almost too-clean feeling, as if the entire place was sanitized prior to their arrival. The room assignments are seemingly random, people placed on floors with those they don't know and don't like, people they would rather not be within twenty feet of. It matters not, for what's done is done and cannot be undone. For those who happen to have pets, they'll find them waiting for their owners in the rooms as if nothing is out of the ordinary.

The only thing the captives have managed to bring with them is the clothes on their back and the tablets. On them, they find the following message:

SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE PLEASE ENJOY YOUR STAY WHILE WE ADDRESS CERTAIN TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES

Unfortunately for those who try to find a means of escape, they'll discover there is none. Leaving the Sanctuary will prove to be as difficult as leaving Taxon itself. However, if one heads down the right corridor and the right floor, they'll find something else entirely lurking in their midst...

( ooc | sorry for the delay in posting! your mods were otherwise occupied with things of the irl variety this morning. THIS BE A PARTY POST, Y'ALL. room assignments are here, and refer back to the sott post proper for any additional information. please contact us with any questions/concerns you may have in regards to this plot. ♥ )

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Given it was at least chocolate that usurped me, I'll take second choice.

[ AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA damon salvatore. "uncomplicated". AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ]

Feeling usurped? Awh. Poor you.

[ buffy is still in naive this guy is clearly okay and who cares if my history is horrible land. ] Been up to much, my fellow prisoner?

It's a burden, it really is.

[ no, buffy, he is a disaster zone the likes of which spike could only DREAM of being. ] Not really. You?

[ eventually, buffy will have to go :| at everyone who didn't warn her.

but for now? coy flirtation is a-go. ] Nah. Just trying to play hooky from all the cabin fever. Y'know, forcefully. I'm thinking I might have to start employing baseball bat tactics. Then cabin fever'll be sorry it ever knocked on my door.

[ SURPRISE? :D? ]

I knew I liked you for a reason.

A reason? A implies singular. Singular reason.

[ a warmly sarcastic edge. ] Can't there be more than one?

My mistake. It's one of a multitude.

[ oh damon, honey, stop flirting with the vampire slayer. ]

[ there is the sound of a smug smile in her voice. ]

That's more like it. [ then, curious: ] Where did you end up, anyway? [ fishing for a floor number? maybe. ]

I live to serve.

[ ish. ] Penthouse floor, actually. Along with a bunch of newly freed lobsters.

Have I ever told you I've always wanted to have lobster in a penthouse?

[ actually no such combination has ever passed buffy's imagination but it seems like the thing to say. ]

If I can rescue them from their very own crustacean Moses, I promise to make all your fantasies come true.

[ DAMON FTLOG. ]

And here's me with nothing nice to wear. Technical difficulties are just doing nothing for my wardrobe choices.

I was naked earlier, you're in good company.

[ she caught the first part of the show but didn't stick around long enough to realize who it was. oh what a surprise it will be. ]

I think I'll just have to settle for the good old denims-and-a-button-down. That is -- if I've definitely scored the invite?

At least I got rid of the spandex shorts. And the invite is definitely yours.

How does eight-sharp sound?

Perfect. Gives me time to liberate said lobsters from their would-be liberator. It's a date. [ :> ]

A...date. [ that is GLEE in her voice. she needs to recollect herself. get back to the sass: ] And I don't even wanna know why your lobsters need liberating.

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[ smug, smug, SMUG. ] It's a funny story, involving a teenage girl and spandex shorts and a sweater as a net.

A swea--wait. No. Tell me over dinner.

[ the kitchens in nine and three seem more crowded, so damon lugged all the things he'd need up to fifteen instead. he'll claim it's for privacy, but honestly the idea of cooking in kitchen stadium is a little too fun to resist.

when eight rolls around he'll be in the kitchen, still putting on the finishing touches.

...he's also shirtless, because: shameless. ]

[ there is a knock-knock-knock on the kitchen door. she can see in and she can see the shamelessly shirtless man inside and she can recognize him as the star in the little tablet show from earlier and oh. so this is damon.

there is a quietly stunned moment as buffy is forced to remember herself. ah. right. ] What? Didn't you ever hear the old wives' tail about never cooking seafood sans-shirt?

[ soak it in, buffy. SOAK IT IN. the pretty is one of his more redeeming features. ]

No, educate me. [ the grin he's tossing buffy's way should be classified as a lethal weapon ftr. ]

[ she walks properly into the room, then. a casual, dismissive arm gesture. ] Just that it's -- dangerous. What with all the hot liquids and the cooking and...oh, wait. Maybe it's supposed to be bacon. Right. Bacon. Don't fry bacon without a shirt on -- that's what it is. I guess lobsters are fair game. Keep on semi-nude-ing it up.

We manly men can handle a little bacon grease in the pursuit of half-naked culinary brilliance. [ slight eyebrow raise, and then an oddly graceful bow from the waist. ] Semi-nude it is, then.

now i rock a house party at the drop of a hat.

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