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It was probably a temporary curse? Just like everything else. But…

[ "That wouldn't expl—…"

Elysium forces himself not to think thoughts. ]

… Anyway. [ Clears his throat. ] Choose one so we can both go in? I haven't had a chance to yet, so I'm kind of excited.

[ mostly because the star room was pretty cool… and so were the simulations from last week. not everything is terrible. don't mind him as he gets into this cat's skinsuit, ig. ]

[ it is now his turn to look at elysium curiously.

but he grabs both the dog and bear ones, holding them out to elysium. ]

Pick one for me.

It's harder to imagine you as a Perro, for some reason. Go with that.

[ the way we just made this into a personality swap event ]

[ he will nod and put this on. he thinks this is so stupid but whatever!!!! he will interact with this stupid ass maze!!!!! ]

Let's go in?

Haha. Don't you feel cute?

[ They're cute…… Just puts that out there, but also nods. As this is not a top-level there is literally no one else in this club to vie for so I guess he's just a cat now. It's fine.

… ]

[ well.

since elysium is asking, thorns just nods because elysium is telling him... to be cute... ]

I do feel cute.

[ Oh.

Well. There are some things stronger than mood-altering kigurumis… and that includes Elysium's desire to continue holding Thorns' hand. However, he will not be talking anymore at this time and just wordlessly wanders over to fireplace without further acknowledgement.

Goodbye. But not really. ]

[ he wonders if he disappointed him...

he settles down, trying to figure out how to fix this very huge problem (being ignored). ]

Do you want a drink? I can get you one.

[ HE'S LITERALLY HOLDING THORNS' HAND?

He's supposed to read his mind… know that all he wants is for him to stay put… he looks vaguely annoyed before he just unceremoniously plops his head in his lap and stares up. Hi. ]

[ this is nice... however, it is not words of affirmation, so thorns is starting to get antsy here. ]

Am I comfortable?

[ Elysium not getting what he wants is also sending him spiraling. Another flicker of disbelief crosses his face before he reaches for Thorns' hand, guiding it gently to press against his cheek. He nuzzles it briefly, practically humming into it, before he slowly slides it along his hair, tracing along the curve of his ear. His eyes fall shut as he leans further into the touch, letting the sensation sink in.

Seeing as he's practically spelled out what he wants from Thorns, he drops Thorns' hand in favour of touching his cheek, giving him a whole two seconds to oblige before he throws a tantrum. He's looking at Thorns so expectantly. ]

[ fucking help

well. it is at least a clear enough sign, so thorns will immediately start to pet elysium, massaging through his hair before cupping his cheek gently, his thumb lightly caressing it.

he waits... to be told he's doing good... ]

[ if he wants to be told he's a good boy he needs to go back into raf's inbox. elysium has stopped believing in words.

Instead…

What Thorns gets is Elysium throwing his arms around his midsection, rubbing the side of his face that Thorns' hand isn't touching into the kigu. Just like that, he is content. Hehe. ]

[ this is killing thorns because it is very obvious that elysium is enjoying this thoroughly but

he needs to be praised. he's dying here. this is the effect matchup from hell. thorns just continues petting him, watching every reaction while growing more impatient the longer elysium stays silent.

he's going to die.

explodes.

eventually he leans down so he can nuzzle his face against elysium's. ]

Am I doing good?

[ Thorns… is so yappy? He's only said a handful of words, and yet Elysium feels it so incredibly deeply. It's illogical. It makes no sense. And yet Thorns has also committed the most severe crime of them all: he's stopped petting, even if the nuzzling had been a nice and temporary distraction.

…

He turns his face to bite Thorns' cheek. ]

[ ...

this isn't praise. he whines, which is something he will later deny doing. ]

Tell me I'm doing good.

[ He is… officially turned off. Affection over.

He closes his eyes. Good night. ]

[

his praise. he's dying. thorns immediately nuzzles him again, trying to please him. his hand takes through elysium's hair, scratching at the spot he knew he liked before.

praise? affirmation?? ]

[ This is going to go fine, Elysium said. It's not going to be that bad, Elysium said. They are never going to do this again and they will both be in mutual agreement of it.

Elysium does the thing where you duck under the covers to get away from whatever's annoying you, except all he has is Thorns' lap to bury himself in. Stop… he does not want to leave but this is a lot of overstimulation?

His feathers are hackled!!!!! There is nothing!!! ]

[ THEY REALLY HAVE DEEPLY OPPOSING EFFECTS AT PLAY HERE.

he continues to pet him... begrudging because he isn't getting what he wants... this is torture? ]

Should I do something else? Tell me what to do to please you.

[ so he can be complimented 🥺 ]

[ "You're noisy…"

NOT THE OPPOSITE OF A COMPLIMENT.

But he's also hugging Thorns again so he thinks that should make up for it? And even if it doesn't, it should because he's said so.

This really is a way to get them to never engage with these mechanics again… never will Thorns be at risk of deviant behaviour. ]

[ this isn't even fun deviant behavior... he is only getting rejected with the powers at play here...

but elysium more or less gave thorns an order so he shuts up.

he waits for elysium to tell him how good he is at being quiet....... ]

[ you can still ask the mods to turn him into an omega

But the quiet does do something for him… wow… a likely agonising twenty minutes where Elysium has the best twenty minutes of his life in the lap of his favourite person(?) later, he's suddenly feeling a lot more charitable. ]

What's one thing you want to hear?

Tell me I'm doing good...

[ he has never needed validation more in his entire life, he is going to explode and need to go into the river again because this is far more serious than cyoa wounds.

they should have never made up........ was it worth not being praised..... ]

…

You're doing fine, I guess.

[ i'm not sure what thorns expected ]

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