synflux | ( closed ) life like the unplumbed sea;

[ i am but a sims who is controlled by ly, so vampires & give me the treatments & screening. i need that sweet oripathy lore alongside every single ability in arknights explained to me in essay format. thank you. ♥ ]

[ Vampires: a subspecies of Sarkaz that are proficient in blood-related arts, often characterised by their pointed ears and red or pink eyes. That's Yuwon now, and I shall graciously give you the option of choosing between Sakuma Yeong or Sakamaki Shuwon as his new government-assigned name.

But yes, not to detract from the main point—vampires. Few in number comparatively and rarely come across in the wild due to their nocturnal nature. Even within Rhodes Island, there exists only three in a population of over two thousand. Elysium is familiar with one in operator Closure, their local engineering specialist, but to use her as a standard would be disingenuous in more ways than one when she couldn't be more apathetic towards her vampiric heritage. That left operators Warfarin and Midnight, both of whom he's had little exposure to… so one would imagine that a vampire au born from Elysium's knowledge of them would be every bit the stereotypical description of one.

So if Yuwon awakens to this memory with an insatiable and seemingly unquenchable by conventional fluids thirst, that is not my fault nor is it Elysium's… it just be like that. Everything's justified—especially this scene, which opens to the two of them standing in the corner of one of Rhodes Island's many corridors, his hand in Yuwon's mouth, his fangs punctured through skin. ]

This makes it, what. The second time? I told you before that I'm not on the menu, operator. [ His voice is eerily cool despite their circumstances… one can presume that were it not for the hand blocking and physically trying to push Yuwon's mouth back still, that they were in a more precarious situation moments ago. ] Don't tell me you needed a sterner warning?

[ you only get the lore if you make it through this ]

Edited 2024-06-02 06:16 (UTC)

[ why are these the only two options here...

that said, whatever his title is, or even what name he currently possesses seems to entirely escape him. the thirst he feels consumes him entirely, and all he can think of is the blood that flows beneath the man's skin. even as the blood flows out, he discovers himself unfulfilled and unquenched. the desire feels like it burns up within him, and so he grabs his wrist tightly, digging his fangs in without any regard to potentially causing the man pain, snagging onto his skin and widening the gap for him to suck blood out of.

he places his tongue over the puncture wound, savoring the decadent taste of blood; savoring the thickness and smooth, velvety texture that sticks to his lips and tongue. it takes him a minute to regain his senses, or even realize that elysium is speaking to him. he removes his mouth from his hand momentarily, ] Fuck. [ it's a word more in realization to what he's doing before he tightens his grip on elysium's wrist. he's more upset at not being in control of himself than anything else. ]

If you're not on the menu, then stop dangling your body in front of me. [ with this said, he releases elysium's wrist, pushing it out out of the way as he steps in closer, enough to push elysium's back closer to the wall. his leg slips in the space between elysium's. it's clear, yuwon might actually be the one sending him a warning. since you wanted throwback, kabedon is the only answer. but, really...

with the initial disorientation dying down, he's wondering what the hell happened to be in this situation. ]

[ If Elysium were to stop to think about the practicality of this scenario, the first thought he might have would be…… wait. Hello? He has Oripathy. Think about the direct contamination, my man. But because it is a dream, common sense is halfway out the door with an imperceptible force preventing Elysium from unraveling the dream himself. It is up to Yuwon, then, to ultimately make sense of it when he manages to get his bearings; there won't be any deep lore as to how this happened, only how it might've happened, everything prior to the bite itself an indistinct blur.

At some point, it's possible Elysium was bored enough to read a particularly trashy vampire novel. And thus… they pay for the crime, Elysium staggering back a half-step before his head hits the wall. Did Yuwon read it too, and is that why he's following the script so well? I see… ]

Blaming others for your lack of control is crude, even for you. [ It's rare for him to stand level with others, so the position itself is quite interesting, never mind that he's never been slammed against a wall before. Is his heart racing because Yuwon's triggered his fight or flight, or is it something else? Hm. ] Should I reward you for being able to rein yourself back, or punish you for marring my perfect skin?

[ That's his warning in of itself, as he takes the same injured hand to hook around Yuwon's shoulders. As if to pull him closer, to draw him in. Head tilting just the slightest bit up, Elysium's lips purse open——

—all to give him leverage to sock Yuwon right in the nuts. ]

[ as elysium's head tilt, yuwon is naturally eyeing the skin on the nape of his neck. despite never having ever been in such a situation, nor ever having been a vampire, he finds the pale show of skin all the more appetizing. he's also leaning in, drawing his fangs. he opens his mouth, ready to utter a quiet rebuttal, but it's abruptly cut short. he feels the contact of force on his 🥜 (never have i had to use this emoji so much)—

— and he instantly he bobs forward, nearly dropping to his knees. his fingers tighten into a fist as he recoils; his hand drawing closer to his own lower abdomen, but stopping mid-way. what the hell? who hits someone there? are two thoughts that race through his head amongst many others, but it's also true that it seems to draw some clarity back to him. he hisses a breath to try and steady the pain, but he looks back up towards elysium. ] Are you serious...?

[ is this the reward??? the fuck??

but, now that he has a clear mind, he does see... this whole thing was a mess. one he doesn't feel particularly responsible for, however. clearly this is not his memory, so should be be the only singular person paying the price in this way??? ]

[ Hey, who knows. He could be ドM, it could be a reward. Elysium's just thinking about his personal safety here, the kabedon was all Yuwon.

He'll step over and peer over innocently. ]

Was I supposed to let you have your way with me?

[ we're back here at shitpost central to save us from ourselves ]

[ is this personal safety... or is this hurting a man who is simply minding his own business in the realm of a unknown memory? when he feels elysium's foot steps come closer, he heaves a breath out before gradually regaining his bearings. still wincing, he presses two fingers between his brow as if the act was meant to built up his composure again. ]

I can still have my way with you. [ he warns him, despite... the fact he does feel like he did get carried away. the distinction here, however, if he doesn't feel the least bit remorseful. instead, it's more like an objective fact that he's simply decided to accept as truth.

hence, in light of this "truth," he does let it go for now, without any actual revenge on the mind.

though— ] What is all of this?

[ It's not even a memory it's a sick dream… one that Elysium would take full ownership of at Yuwon's risk. Somehow, this feels worse than your characters who wouldn't take responsibility at all, but it is what it is. At least, Elysium feels the faintest bit guilty. ]

At least show up with flowers and chocolates. [ A dramaticised huff, ] Rascal.

[ 'What is all of this' is a good question, though… and let's just say, after several nights of this Elysium has been trying to distract himself from broadcasting his actually incriminating memories and/or dreams. How he's managed to manifest this cursed scenario is anyone's guess, but maybe the answer is that it's simply one of those things that's best not to know. ]

Why don't you tell me?

[ is he pulling yuwon's leg still…? maybe… ]

Is that all it takes? You're surprisingly cheap. [ a couple of points could have easily taken care of that in the tower, but he doesn't necessarily speak out this logic since that's clearly not the point of his words. there's a certain tone to his voice that suggests that... he's really not thinking of committing to that under any capacity.

now that he's mostly regained his composure, he reaches a hand upwards to his mouth. he opens it slightly, his thumb lightly touching his own fangs, before staring elysium down. ] I know we aren't in the tower, so stop playing around. [ so clearly, this isn't his dream. the thought of conjuring this up entirely from imagination seemed impossible to yuwon. but, that said... it's clear yuwon may be considering ways to make elysium talk.

at least it's better than thinking about how appetizing his blood is, surely. ]

I said 'at least,' not that I'd accept you, necessarily. You'll have to try a lot harder than that if you want to impress me.

[ And directly taking someone's idea… how unoriginal!! But his eyes narrow into near crescents with something of a playful smile. ]

You're the one who decided to intrude on an interesting dream. Call it a bit of experimentation on my part. The more outlandish the scenario, the more easily one can accept that they're in a dream, right? I didn't think it'd have worked so well, but I suppose the source content did provide quite the vivid imagery.

[ Sure, Yuwon could have methods that would make Elysium talk. The question is, does he really want him to?? ]

So what's it like? Being a vampire. Now that I think about it, you're almost perfect for the role: as broody and gloomy as you are.

[ he's clearly expecting some kind of answer here, or else he wouldn't look nearly as amused…… ]

[ he doesn't actually care about winning this argument, but he doesn't like the idea of him being the pursuer to elysium being spoken into existence. almost as if to snuff out the idea, he gives him a pointed look; not opting for words, if just because it seems like elysium is all too full of words to deploy right back.

regardless of whether he considers this explanation a truth or not, he doesn't seem to point that fact out. instead, he considers it food for thought.

vivid imargery, my ass.

but, he supposed it was an easier "dream" or memory to swallow than anything he's encountered thus far. jk, it was probably worse in some ways. intimate in a way that was entirely separate than sharing an actual part of you.

when he asks his question, he places a finger to his mouth, as if feeling around for the fangs behind his skin. ] Not exactly great. I just feel thirsty. [ ... ] You're one to talk after making me like this. [ but well... ] Tell me more about this place.

[ or else, he'll have to suck you dry like a juice box. ]

[ the way this thread really is just you and yuwon getting nonconned into all sorts of things while not getting any lore whatsoever… i'm sorry this is our dynamic.

But, Elysium will relent on the point of romancing for now. If Yuwon thinks the flowers and chocolates won't come back to haunt him one day just because he's given Elysium a pointed look, well, he's thought wrong.

More importantly, there's their "reality" to contend with. Which, truly is worse than many other memories when at least in them, you could occasionally get away with being a spectator; in this one, Yuwon is fully made a part of the fantasy. ]

Woah there, wooooah. Let's not get aggressive again. You're nowhere near my first choice to dream about either, you know? We might as well make the most of the situation. Like, say, I could take you to the blood bank?

[ He holds up one hand while the other hovers around his sword out of self-defense. He's not actually going to unsheathe it, but Yuwon is a regular vampire in this au… so no webtoon powers unless he'd like to try and make up some blood arts with the power of imagination. ]

… Pffff—hahaha. Well, regardless, you've made it to Rhodes Island, the pharmaceutical [ and paramilitary ] company I worked for before LILITH. I'm not sure what else you want me to tell you, other than that we do have vampires and the facilities to properly care for them. So, this really wasn't all me.

[ 'properly care for them,' he says, like a pet?? ]

[ first choice always claoi, i know...

jk, but yuwon doesn't seem to refute elysium's point. he'd genuinely hope he'd have better things to dream about than this. however, while he's not offended by his statement, he is by the clear fact that elysium seems to be dodging any sense of culpability here when ... listen, his world isn't the one with furries and vampires.

his mood does seem to becoming slightly lighter at his explanation. though, he knows its a temporary appeasement considering elysium could easily switch up on him. ... or that's what yuwon believes elysium to be fully capable of, at least. ] I didn't expect a flashy guy like you to work at a pharmaceutical company. [ even if it's just that in name. he distinctly remembers elysium bringing up flagbearing and war, but... even then, it's not like he could make out the full picture with the limited details he had. after all, he tried to avoid speculation when he could. anyway, ]

What work do you normally do? [ also, idk let furries be the in the bg, so he can see.

bc the closest thing to a furry he knows is son ohgong (jk this is rude). ]

[ you're jk but are you really … i'd appreciate it if you stopped with the val roleplay, thanks

But sure, just let him bandage up his wound before he leaves a trail of blood in their wake… it appears he's pretty resourceful to have a first aid kit at the ready and on his person. There's already some of it on the floor, and he might be deliberating the ethics of leaving it there even if it's a dream—but ultimately decides, well, a little blood here and there wouldn't be the strangest thing someone could encounter.

… probably. Regular pharmaceutical company, yeah. ]

That's rather presumptuous of you. What did you expect, model? At the end of the day, it all comes down to whether I decide to put my mind to it or not since I tend to pick things up quite quickly.

[ one of those… guys…

So, could he be Doctor Elysium? Possible…… Anyway, it doesn't take long to patch himself up so he'll start walking. Once they're out of that corridor in particular, Yuwon can feast his eyes on all the furries and scalies he'd like, some much less humanoid than the rest. But yes, all sorts of kemonomimi and yet he gets saddled with vampire. Wonder why that is. ]

But, officially——I normally just do what my captain tells me to do. Otherwise, I'm usually on the field. You won't find anyone with a better sense of direction than me, anywhere.

[ pharmaceutical company things!! yeah!!!!!!!!! ]

[ another day, another tag of ly smearing our goods names...

when he sees elysium bust out the first aid kit, he has a lot to say? is he being treated like he has rabies or something? he didn't think the wound be that big of a deal. especially, in the midst of a dream, and so he can only stand there awkwardly as if asking if this is all necessary? while he was going to open his mouth with a remark about spitting on his wounds, he ends up stopping himself.

no, he didn't want to make this more convoluted. especially when elysium is there spitting out the words "model" without any shred of shame. though, he can't refute that elysium was an attractive man, maybe seeming a bit too youthful and energetic at times. but, objectively he had unique features, and probably would have been known in the tower of being handsome. (why did you make me type this). ] Good to know you're modest.

[ but, he does follow behind elysium. his eyes scanning the individuals who colored this world. they all seemed to be some type of ... creature. fur, scales. he looks back to elysium and his feathers. ] I didn't realize even you answer to a superior. You must keep your Captain's hands full. [ what was that about assumptions again? ] Directions? ... so you were kind of like a guide?

[ i only pay back what i'm given? don't act all innocent on me now when i have receipts. 🤡

And why is he being judged for wrapping up a wound, anyway… They might be in a dream, but it won't stop the residents of his conscious from wondering why tf he's walking around with one. Because you were so gracious to describe Elysium's physical features, there's no denying that Elysium himself feels similarly about Yuwon; he stands tall and commanding, his face is chiseled framed by high cheekbones that accentuate his features. His dark, piercing eyes gleam with intensity despite his apparent dispassion. His muscular build, mentioned to be a product of good genetics, is evident even under well-fitted clothes, leaving no doubt about the strength he likely possesses. He exudes a quiet yet potent allure, making him impossible to ignore even in a crowded room.

No doubt: he could be a model, too. (i kms) ]

Come now. She tries to beat me to a pulp every time we meet. Don't you think I deserve to have a little fun for that?

[ He isn't offended though, only amused. There's an argument to be made that he's only perpetuating the cycle here, but don't call him out on it. It isn't worth it. ]

But I work as a navigator where it matters, yeah. They're the jobs I happen to enjoy the most. More often, I'm responsible for managing communication channels on a battlefield and assisting in covert operations. [ A beat, if only because he's talked an awful lot about himself and now it's time to pivot. ] What about you, Mister Yuwon? You know a lot about me at this point, yet I could hardly say the same about you. What do you do that beats any conventional workout regimen?

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