towerofanimus | "Love Fool" Player Plot Log

"Love Fool" Player Plot Log

Characters: Diarmuid Ua Duibhne and anyone affected by his curse or who wants to get caught up in the chaos!
Setting: March 29th-April 4th. Anywhere in the tower during the beginning of the event, primarily in and around Room 4-16 later in the event.
Format: Any!
Summary: Instead of being mostly inactive, Diarmuid's curse starts being active most of the time and it's affecting both men and women! Chaos ensues! An OOC plotting and sign up post is here.
Warnings: Death, violence, blood, worms (X.x Kariya...), psychological torture, swearing, shenanigans of a romantic nature, and ANGST! I will update as it is needed!
Notes: Being affected by Diarmuid's curse requires a tag on his permissions post here so please make sure to stop by! If the log gets too big, I will make a second, overflow log and link it here. While most sections have dates on them, they are only references for the time of the week that the events are going on and not when the section is available for posting. All sections are open for posting just as soon as the log goes up and will stay open throughout the event.

Notice: The log is open! Have fun everyone and feel free to contact me if you have any questions!

Background Information:

One of Diarmuid's most defining traits is his curse, actually a gift given to him by a spirit of love, beauty, and youth as repayment for something he did for her. Unfortunately, while something like that might be an actual gift to a fellow spirit or god, giving it to a human doesn't work quite so well. Being a honorable man, though, Diarmuid has never taken advantage of those affected by his curse. Instead, he has done his best to let them down gently and guide them through the pain caused by it. Sometimes this has worked and sometimes it hasn't. In either event, he remembers vividly every person he's ever hurt because of it.

That approach works well until the woman who falls in love with him is his Lord's fiancee and a princess who won't take no for an answer. She places a geis on him that forces him to run away with her. Many things end that night and a great many more begin. At least, that's how the legends go.

In the tower, his curse has been weakened somewhat so that it is only rarely active. However, when it activates and for how long is random, and he doesn't know when it is happening until those affected start acting oddly toward him. Those so affected seem to remain that way for a week or two and often have some success controlling their reactions to him if they have a strong will or know that they are under the curse's spell.

Event Information:

During the event instead of activating only once and a while, Diarmuid's curse will almost constantly be active. It will also affect men and women meaning that almost everyone he runs into in the tower has the chance of being affected. He will not know this right away and will continue going about his normal patrol routes, meetings, and so on until he finally realizes what is going on. Once he does, he will start hiding in his room to limit the number of people affected. However, this won't work out so well because with him staying in one place, anyone who is under the curse's spell and trying to find him isn't going to have to look very hard.

Every day he will be spending at least a little time out of his room so that a character can be hit by the curse whenever they wish to be during the event. Anyone is welcome to have their character affected whether or not they actually have CR already with Diarmuid. This is actually a good time to start up CR if you have wanted to, but not been sure how since he will be checking in with people to make sure they are okay once the effects of the curse have passed. New players are also welcome!

How strongly and how long a character is affected by the curse is totally up to that character's mun. And remember, your character doesn't have to be affected by the curse to participate! Do they want to troll Diarmuid by acting like they are affected when they aren't? Do they want to slip him a gift or thank you but have been too shy to until they have the chance to do it under the guise of something else? Might they just be passing by Room 4-16 and get caught up in a fight? Do they have a friend who is affected and are trying to 'help' them out? Anything is possible and creativity is encouraged!

Below I have set up several locations and times to have things going on, but feel free to start something elsewhere if you wish! Private meetings between characters working together or other similar posts are welcome. Just be sure to mark what is going on. In an effort to try and keep everything to one log, I have made sub-headings for his Mailbox and for Network posts should characters wish to use those things as well to show their feelings. Because people are competing for his attention to the point of fighting in some cases, please be aware that I am encouraging threadjacking and sneaky tricks like stealing gifts out of his mailbox or from his room. If you want to make sure that a thread isn't interrupted by others or a gift stolen, please mark the thread's subject line with the word "Locked." Any thread marked in such a way should only have Diarmuid and the thread starter replying in it unless other arrangements have been made. All other threads are considered open for interruption, but please remember to be polite.

Important Note: To help keep things organized, please make sure to put either "Open" or "Locked" in the subject line of all newly started threads so that people know if it is okay to jump in or not. It is all right if you decide to change the status later in the thread--just adjust the comment title in the next post.

Diarmuid will not respond to threads that aren't marked until they are marked, and I would ask others not to either since once replied to, comments can't be edited. Once the thread is marked, it is fair game to be replied to.

During the end of the event players will find it harder to get into Diarmuid's room because the way will be blocked. Master Kariya Matou (

vermicompost ) will have ordered his Servant Berserker (

chevalier_mal_fet ) to guard the door. Far from what it looks like on the outside, both men aren't trying to help protect their friend from those affected. Instead, they have also been affected and are tying to keep away all other potential suitors! Can anyone say Boss Fight? Will those affected team up to take them down or maybe just sit back and let them take out a few rivals to thin the competition? It's all up to you guys and how nuts you want to get!

Important Note: When tagging the 'Boss Fight' section, in addition to marking your post "locked" or "open" in the subject line, please also state if your character is meeting Lancelot in his true form--which will mean having to deal with him in some way so your character can get through to the room--or in Diarmuid's form--which will mean he will greet your character and act like Diarmuid in an attempt to lead your character away from the room. Your character is free to be fooled or see through his deception as the thread progresses. Just be aware that Lancelot's mimic ability is high level and will take either knowing Diarmuid and his quirks well or having a lot of magical knowledge to see through.

Finally, while the tone for the event is mostly fun and humorous, if you want there can be more serious consequences. If any character is involved in a serious incident or dies because of something related to the event, please make sure you put a comment in this section with your character's name, journal, a quick blurb about what happened and, most importantly, if you want Diarmuid to know what happened. Obviously, because of his nature, he is going to want to contact anyone who is seriously impacted by or killed because of his curse.

That's it! Go forth and cause chaos! If there are questions or problems at any time, please feel free to contact me via pm though Diarmuid's journal (

oathshackledbird ) or on Plurk at

NekoSandy

IC Event Introducton:

The day starts off like any other for Diarmuid and for that he is glad. After all that had happened at the end of the month in February, quiet and routine days are something he is not going to argue against. Besides, with so many people who are from some version of the world he knows having arrived this month, he would really like them to have a chance to settle in before things get too chaotic again. There are those he would also like to spend as much time with as possible before anything else happens. So many people, himself included, need as much time as they can get to just sort out the things going on in their heads.

The problem is, will the tower give that time to them? Diarmuid knows each quiet day is one more step forward so that they can all be prepared for whatever the administrators throw at them next.

A small smile crosses his face as he takes off to make his first patrol of the tower. After that, he will probably have something to eat at the cafeteria, before taking some time to visit friends. Sometime before nightfall, he will make another patrol of the floors before retiring to his room for the night. It's a simple day and considering how quickly things can go bad in the tower when things get too complex, he's not bothered at all by that simplicity.

It's just a shame that he doesn't realize, as he leaves his room, that things won't stay simple for long. Not with his curse suddenly becoming active in a way it never has before...

Section Links:

Diarmuid's Mailbox #0091
Network Posts
Diarmuid's Room (4-16) on Mar 29th-Mar 31st
Outside of Diarmuid's room on Mar 29th-Mar 31st
Anywhere in the Tower on Mar 29th-Mar 31st
Diarmuid's Room (4-16) on April 1st-April 4th
Outside of Diarmuid's room on April 1st-4th
Anywhere in the Tower on April 1st-4th
Boss Encounter with Berserker on April 3rd-April 4th
Serious Incident/Death List

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Second verse same as the first! If you want to meet with Diarmuid in his room during the second half of the week (or are causing some kind of trouble there), please post here. As before, also make sure to mark threads as "open" or "locked."]

[He's aware of his Master's movements throughout the Tower. He's also aware of the man's heightened emotional state, seeming to increase as the days of the week have passed. The bond they share is nothing to the sort of link that other Masters and other Servants (who aren't Berserkers) experience, but it is there in at least flickers of awareness. His Master is a man of deep feeling. Impulsive and dogged in his passions-- qualities they share between them, though Lancelot is somewhat loath to admit it.

Diarmuid. They are close, his Master and Diarmuid.

He feels compelled to see the man. Why shouldn't he? After all, they cross paths regularly on the Lancer's patrol routes-- they've spoken several times this week alone. He's always quite courteous, is Diarmuid. But never stiff, never merely formal. Always openhearted, his steps light, even in this place. Yes, he puts Lancelot in mind of some of the more convivial of the woodland Fae he has known. They have Beauty, yes, but great strength as well-- and the poetry of green and growing places in their hearts.

Diarmuid was far too good for his Master. Is far better still than this prison. Those with such dispositions and attractions as his always gather unsuitable admirers. They fail to understand that nothing they are capable of could ever hope to be worthy of strength, of such beauty, of such a graceful, gracious spirit. They would do better not to press him with their affections. Rightly, they would beg his leave to serve him. To work to be worthy of him, however unattainable the goal. To have a Favor by his hand, if he would grant it. Yes, that would be far more fitting for the First Knight of the Fianna.

Here he has come then, to stand before Diarmuid's door. Though he knows not how he came to turn his steps this way, he does not wish to leave. The feverish urge to speak with Diarmuid is stronger than ever. It's a foreign feeling, one he thought beyond him. Surely if he sets eyes on the man and exchanges friendly words, that will set him to rights. He places a gloved hand on the door, rapping softly with his fingertips, cautious in case the man is resting.]

Diarmuid?

[It's amazing to Diarmuid how quiet it is right now. After all the people who had been after him because of his curse, to have even this short amount of time with no one around is a blessing. In fact, he takes the time to grab a quick shower in hopes that it will help release some of the tension that has built up in him over the last few days.

So much for that. Every little sound in the bathrooms had made him jump even though he knew no one was there. But, it is done and now Diarmuid is sitting on his bed, drying his hair, in just his black slacks. His shirt is laying on the bed behind him, but he hasn't put it on yet because he doesn't want to soak the collar with his wet hair.

Honestly, if it stays this quiet maybe he will catch a quick nap...if he can. Sleeping in the bed he and his brother had shared for so long might be a stretch after what just happened, but he would try since they have to sleep in their rooms every so often or face death.

A rap on the door breaks the silence and, had it not be followed by a familiar voice, Diarmuid would have ignored it. However, of all the people in the tower, surly Sir Lancelot would not be affected, right? He knows well the feel of magic and they had talked not that long ago during a patrol. Nothing had seemed off then.

Diarmuid drops the towel around his neck and crosses the room to answer the door. At first, he peeks over the other man's shoulder to make sure there aren't any others lurking in wait, and then smiles at the other servant, beckoning him to come into the room.]

Good day, Sir Lancelot! What brings you by?

[Don't mind the wet, towel-tousled hair and missing shirt. They are both knights, after all. It's no big deal.]

[Ah, so it's like that. It's been at least a lifetime since the sight of any particular face could inspire in him this rush of tender longing. Lancelot stands in the doorway like an inexperienced suitor, taken aback by his own emotions-- and by the sight of Diarmuid ua Duibhne in a truly distracting state of undress.

This will never do. The hallway is well-traveled. Diarmuid shouldn't linger in his doorway in this state. Of course, the man is far too pure-hearted to think of what a temptation he might pose to the undeserving-- but Lancelot feels he would like to spare the man any amount of trouble or unease.
He himself is uneasy, but cannot tell why. Perhaps it is only for lack of this man's company.

He moves into the room, leaning ever so slightly into Diarmuid's space as he closes the door behind him. Unusually, he is smiling in a quietly intimate, rather unguarded fashion.]

I had merely thought to see you-- to hear how it is you are faring. I know you have been much tried of late, and our conversations in the halls can be rather brief, as we are usually each on some errand or other.

But I can see without your saying so that not all is well with you this day.
Tell me, Diarmuid ua Duibhne, what troubles you? I will do what I may to ease your heart's burden.

Indeed, I am very tired and the events of this week have not helped any.

[Diarmuid smiles at him, but the smile is strained and his eyes are exhausted. If Lancelot is acting more gentle than usual, Diarmuid seems too tired to notice. In fact, something very unusual for one called into the Lancer class happens as he turns to walk back toward the bed and motions for Lancelot to follow him because the bed is one of the very few places to sit in the room. He stumbles, seeming to lose his balance as if he's dizzy because he suddenly is. Without thinking, he reaches out for something to steady himself against. With Lancelot so close, not only does his hand make contact with the other servant, a good deal of his body does as well. Usually, he would pull away immediately, but doing that would only make the dizziness worse, so he just leans against Lancelot letting the dizziness pass.]

Sorry, just give me a moment if you would.

[The words a muttered in a voice that is suddenly much less steady than it was only a few moments before.]

I haven't been able to sleep in my room for a good many days and as you may know something about this place makes that a bad thing even for those who don't need to sleep.

Yes, I have run afoul of that principle myself. Here, I will aid you.

[It's an easy thing, for all the (rather nice) weight of Diarmuid's muscle, to fit his arm around the Lancer's waist and steady the man against him as he sees him to his bed and sits him upon it.
It feels natural to go to one knee before Diarmuid, removing one black glove before taking the man's hand in his own.

Lovely hand. Fine-boned and strong.]

It is clear you need rest. I do not mean to tax you with my presence, but I shall stay and watch over you, if you will allow it. Or name the disturbance that has kept you from sleep and I will see to banishing it.

Edited 2013-04-02 19:42 (UTC)

Ah...

[Diarmuid's face flushes red at Lancelot's kindness. Normally, he would have argued that all of this isn't necessary, but he knows better now. He knows that he is playing a dangerous game--that he can't keep ignoring the need to sleep.]

I am afraid there isn't much you can do to banish this threat, my friend, as its cause is my face and the curse that was placed upon it. During my first life, any woman who saw my face fell in love with me. In the tower for the most part, my curse has been inactive. However, it seems to be coming back to life now with a vengeance and is affecting both men and women.

[Diarmuid closes his eyes for a few moments pushing away the lingering dizziness he's feeling.]

They have done no wrong and I won't see them hurt, but it is so hard. There are so many of them. This quietness...it is probably the first quiet period that I have had since this started. On top of that, this room. It holds memories...and now pain. My brother...

[He pauses, a hand reaching out blindly behind him easily finding the pillow of the bed next to his. For a moment, his hand squeezes the pillow before pulling away almost as if it has been burned.

Diarmuid swallows hard, tears unknowingly wetting the corner of his eyes.]

Sorry, none of this is your problem. I shouldn't be bothering you like this.

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