Altered State of Consciousness Room
The ceiling is black, with glowing neon designs twisting and changing across it, like a very large, very psychedelic screensaver. In the open doorway, Weimar feels hypnotized for a moment by the swirling colors, almost automatically stepping though, as if drawn inside.
Mutterficker, he feels amazing! He strides past squashy cushions and tables laden with snacks and steps over the mess of odd gizmos like slinkies, gyroscopes, bouncy balls, koosh balls, newton's cradles, liquid motion toys and other contraptions littering part of the floor. There's enough light from the ceiling as well as the lava lamps, plasma balls, and other assorted glowing paraphernalia that it's not too hard to see, and the music playing in the room, though absolutely rocking, isn't too loud to interfere with a conversation. Perpendicular to one wall is a huge, man-sized pin impression toy, and various video game consoles wait in some of the corners.
Weimar reaches an open dance floor, where the music is louder and the effect of flashing, multicolored lights is more pronounced. There must be a fog machine in here somewhere, enabling glow sticks, glitter, and the occasional beach ball to appear and disappear under the cover of semi-opaque, swiftly-dispersing mist.
He feels absolutely fantastic, full of euphoric energy, and he kicks off his shoes and dances with utter, mindless abandon, all body and bliss.
This room gives you the effect of a mind-altering substance. It can be any substance the mun desires, whether it's something with amusing effects like pot or acid, a drug that suits a nation/time period like Weimar's cocaine high or a 19th century China on Opium, an excuse to make your muse act in certain ways like a shot of adrenaline or truth serum, or even the effect of abusing a legal substance like drunkeness or a severe sugar high. Anything you want, as long as the muse is not quite in control of their emotions or faculties. The effects can stop when they leave the room or persist; the high can stay constant or continue through the crash while still inside, all at the mun's discretion. In short, this is a room full of people who should not make life-altering decisions or operate heavy machinery. And feel free to threadhop like crazy!
PLEASE NOTE: In real life, drugs are bad, mmmmkay?
ooc: Yeah, I haven't posted with this guy in a while. And he's been too sober and sensible lately, so it's time for a little HQ-induced misbehavior!
Mutterficker, he feels amazing! He strides past squashy cushions and tables laden with snacks and steps over the mess of odd gizmos like slinkies, gyroscopes, bouncy balls, koosh balls, newton's cradles, liquid motion toys and other contraptions littering part of the floor. There's enough light from the ceiling as well as the lava lamps, plasma balls, and other assorted glowing paraphernalia that it's not too hard to see, and the music playing in the room, though absolutely rocking, isn't too loud to interfere with a conversation. Perpendicular to one wall is a huge, man-sized pin impression toy, and various video game consoles wait in some of the corners.
Weimar reaches an open dance floor, where the music is louder and the effect of flashing, multicolored lights is more pronounced. There must be a fog machine in here somewhere, enabling glow sticks, glitter, and the occasional beach ball to appear and disappear under the cover of semi-opaque, swiftly-dispersing mist.
He feels absolutely fantastic, full of euphoric energy, and he kicks off his shoes and dances with utter, mindless abandon, all body and bliss.
This room gives you the effect of a mind-altering substance. It can be any substance the mun desires, whether it's something with amusing effects like pot or acid, a drug that suits a nation/time period like Weimar's cocaine high or a 19th century China on Opium, an excuse to make your muse act in certain ways like a shot of adrenaline or truth serum, or even the effect of abusing a legal substance like drunkeness or a severe sugar high. Anything you want, as long as the muse is not quite in control of their emotions or faculties. The effects can stop when they leave the room or persist; the high can stay constant or continue through the crash while still inside, all at the mun's discretion. In short, this is a room full of people who should not make life-altering decisions or operate heavy machinery. And feel free to threadhop like crazy!
PLEASE NOTE: In real life, drugs are bad, mmmmkay?
ooc: Yeah, I haven't posted with this guy in a while. And he's been too sober and sensible lately, so it's time for a little HQ-induced misbehavior!