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

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[Diarmuid's head jerks up as the door is kicked open. So far, most of the people chasing him have respected the closed door. It's the only way he has gotten any time to himself.

Obviously, that time is over.

His face pales when when he sees who his visitor is. Of all people. Not him too...]

Archer... Is something wrong?

[Diarmuid isn't even going to ask about those horrid pants over the other servant's shoulder. He really doesn't want to know.]

[It's with an aura of imperiousness that Archer does not usually feel the need to impart that he enters the threshold, still ignoring the crowd outside. He only has eyes for Diarmuid in this moment.]

Of course something is wrong. Do you think I would come this far out of my way if everything was fine, Lancer of Fianna?

[Well, if he's affected Archer sure doesn't sound any different to Diarmuid. And somehow he doubts that someone under his curse's spell would sound so annoyed with him.

Relief fills his eyes. Who would have ever thought he would be glad to have Archer mad at him?]

Of course, King of Heroes. Forgive me. As you can see, there is quite a lot going on around here. I'm not thinking as straight as usual. What can I help you with?

I had not noticed. [No, really. He eyes the crowd outside for a moment, as if trying to figuring all of that out, before settling back on Diarmuid with a rapidly cooling temper. Nothing quite like a different topic to take his mind off of being slighted by some faceless non-god.

It's with the faintest tone of curiosity that he points over his shoulder at the people milling outside.]

What is that all about?

[A question answered with a change of topic. So are his whims.]

Right, you wouldn't know. Different war.

[Diarmuid sighs, setting aside the notebook he had been writing in when Archer entered his room. If the other servant looks closely, he will see that it is a list of names in two columns. One column is labeled 'affected' while the other is labeled 'not affected.' The second list is much shorter than the first.]

When I first lived, a spirit placed a curse on me that whenever a woman looked at me, she would fall in love with me. Here in the tower, the curse has mostly been inactive, thankfully. Unfortunately, for whatever reason this week it has been active almost all of the time and is affecting both men and women.

[He shakes his head before motioning toward the people milling around outside of his room. Some can be seen peeking in every so often, but for whatever reason, they don't enter.]

They are all people who were affected before I realized what was going on and started staying here in an attempt to keep from cursing anyone else. Now all I can do is wait and hope their wills win out over the curse fairly quickly.

[He has no qualms walking further into the room like he owns it, standing beside Diarmuid's bed-- beds?-- while once again glancing the crowd outside. As the other Servant begins explaining, his eyes wander down to the list, and his lips slowly curl into a smirk as it dawns on him what is going on.]

And now they are congregating outside of your door to catch a glimpse of you. Is that it?

[He sighs, his eyes not missing how Archer looks over the list. However, Diarmuid doesn't seem too concerned. He just seems tired.]

Yes, they all believe they are in love with me and as such want to be around me. In most cases, I will be lucky if all they want is a glimpse. Back when I first lived, it was easier to deal with them. There was always some kind of mission that needed the Fianna's attention. Here it is much different. There is no escaping from this place and I must watch where they follow me to. In their distracted states, it would be easy for them to get killed on the more dangerous floors.

So you see fit to remain in the dormitories where both you and your throng are safe. [He is most definitely amused, and he will take up that list to properly read over it unless stopped.] How noble.

[He allows his smirk to soften into something better resembling a smile as he glances back over at Diarmuid. Patience.] But I presume the majority of them are close ... friends of yours.

They aren't my throng, but since it is my fault they are like this, it is my responsibility to protect them.

[Diarmuid looks away, embarrassed to have them called 'his,' and so doesn't stop Archer from taking the notebook. Several of the names most likely will stand out to him. Of note on the non-affect list is Saber (Arturia Pendragon) and Waver Velvet (Elder). The affected list is probably much more interesting to him, though, as it contains names like Cu Chulainn and Kariya Matou.

He rolls his eyes back at Archer as the servant keeps speaking. There is suddenly a great deal of annoyance in them.]

I don't care if you think it's noble or not. It's the right thing to do. Yes, several of them are good friends of mine. It only makes sense they would be affected first and perhaps more strongly because they already like me.

[Given that Gilgamesh had only learned so many names (and deigned to only remember so many that they easily came to mind) in his time in the tower, the list provides more names to tuck away for future contemplation more than anything else. He does recognize Matou and Pendragon and takes particular amused interest in Lancer...

He lightly tosses the notebook over to where he had picked it up, turning back his attention to the knight before him.]

Should you not seek to comfort them the most in this troubling time? [His tone is languid as he leans towards Diarmuid, smile in place.] You do not know when -- if -- these effects will fade.

Comfort them?

[The annoyance in Diarmuid's eyes flashes into anger.]

If you mean to suggest that I should take advantage of their altered mental state for my own pleasure, you know even less about what it means to be noble than I thought. I have never taken advantage of those affected by my curse and I never will. Even if it means denying myself for the rest of my time here, I will not change my mind on that.

Tsk. [Gilgamesh looks amused by the anger that fills Diarmuid's eyes, and he takes his time in responding so he can close the distance between them.] Your mind goes to such terrible places, Lancer. Comfort is exactly as I say it is -- comfort. Should you not console those who you cannot face because of your curse? They are likely just as upset as you, after all.

[His voice drops slightly.] Of course, there are likely those who will come after you for their own pleasure.

[Diarmuid is about to snap at Archer and warn him to stop with the word games as he is in no mood for them. However, when he hears that drop in voice, the words die in his throat and a knot squeezes in is stomach.

When had the other servant gotten so close?]

Stop.

[He curses to himself when he hears how weak and breathless the word is. Mentally, he prepares for the mocking laughter that will come at his weakness.

Because surely the King of Heroes can't be affected too. There is just no way...]

[Stop? When the game had barely begun? Gilgamesh smiles at how quiet the word had been uttered, reaching up with one hand to take Diarmuid's chin between his fingers.

The knight did indeed have a fine face, even without taking that cursed mole into consideration. Nothing quite like his own, of course, but he could see women and men swooning without the curse's assistance. An unvoiced compliment to the other Heroic Spirit, though he does hum a bit, close enough that his breath can be felt against the knight's cheek.

He does not laugh. Laughing now would be too ... predictable.]

Surely you will do something for those under your sway when they come calling.

[A shuddering breath slips from Diarmuid's mouth when Archer touches him. He's caught between shock and fear, unable to do anything for several long moments. Finally, he tries to pull away. It's hard to do considering how he's sitting on the bed with Archer leaning over him, but he tries anyway.]

Stop.

[The word has a little more force behind it now, but not much.]

I will do something for them. I will respect them and their normal state of mind. I will make sure nothing they would not normally wish to happen happens. That is what I will do for them.

So noble.

[It's now that his smile sharpens into a smirk, and he releases Diarmuid's chin to instead lightly pat his mole-adorned cheek. He does nothing to ease up on the closeness between them -- but when has Gilgamesh been one to respect such things like personal space?]

And if they are more insistent? I noticed there are Servants on your list. Curses are quite powerful.

[Diarmuid shivers when Archer starts stroking his cheek. It takes a moment, but finally he reaches up to grab the other servant's wrist to try and pull his hand away.]

I-I will find a way. I won't let them do something they will regret. Even if it just means running until the curse passes. I'll do whatever I have to do.

[Is he unnerved by Archer's closeness? Of course he is, because Archer is probably one of the people who if he insisted, Diarmuid wouldn't be able to stop him.

He is terrified by that idea.]

[Gilgamesh continues smirking, not attempting to move his hand from Diarmuid's grip -- almost docile, if not for the way he looks at the other Servant.]

And if they are not the type to regret?

[It would not take much to realize that he was posing questions that could imply himself.]

Are you saying the great King of Heroes would not regret wasting his time on one such as I?

[Diarmuid's voice is a shaking whisper that he doesn't even try to hide as the combination of Archer's words and actions make it impossible for him to keep denying that the other servant is apparently affected.

His heart drops. Archer is going to kill him for the insult once the curse passes, Diarmuid is certain of that. And he will probably kill him now too, if he resists his advances.

He just can't win.

Diarmuid shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to steady his voice. It doesn't work all that well.]

You don't really think this broken knight is good enough for you, do you King of Heroes? Why, I am not even good enough for a hound, after all. He turned me down.

[To speak of what had happened between he and his brother in such a relaxed manner hurts terribly, but if it gets Archer to back off so he doesn't do something he will kill Diarmuid for 'letting' him do later, it will be worth it.]

When the King of Heroes has found someone of whom he approves, such things as rank mean nothing.

[And that was the truth, though it may never be believed by others around him.

When Diarmuid shuts his eyes, Gilgamesh leans forward so they are practically nose to nose. His captured hand curls into a lazy fist as he speaks again, low and quiet and with something approaching a purr.]

Do not turn away, Lancer of Fianna. You should smile for me.

[Those words are spoken all of a hair's breadth away from Diarmuid's lips.]

[Then Gilgamesh throws his head back and begins laughing, unable to vocally repress his amusement any longer.]

Ahhh...! This is too much.

[Diarmuid's eyes shoot open when Archer starts laughing. His face shifts from colorless to bright red and back again in only a matter of seconds as several emotions wash over him. Finally, he releases the other servant's wrist, tossing it away from him with a lot more force then necessary.

While there isn't any chance of saving his pride, he can't help but bring his head up, the eyes glaring at Archer ice cold.]

Are you done with your little jest now King of Heroes? Did the mutt dance well enough for you?

[Barely controlled rage drips from his words. Honestly, Diarmuid probably wouldn't have been so mad if he hadn't just brought up all the painful memories of what had happened between his brother and him, but he had and that was something he would not stand for anyone mocking.]

If so, then go find someone else to mock. There is enough pain here without you creating more because you are bored.

[Gilgamesh continues smiling even as rage turns Diarmuid's gaze to ice, and when his hand is released and pushed away, he quickly brings it back to lightly pat at the other man's cheek.]

Do not degrade yourself, Lancer. A curse of adoration is a petty reason to turn down your head in shame.

[With that said, he finally leans away from Diarmuid and stands from the bed, stretching with a pleasant hum.]

My method of delivery does not diminish the truth of my words. Reflect on your statements and resolve that you will not crumble as you did just now.

[He repeats his earlier words.] You do not know when -- if -- these effects will fade.

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Are...you trying to teach me something here?

[Diarmuid wants to keep raging at him, but Archer's words hold too much sense. Yes, the trick had been cruel, but now...]

Why? Why do you even care if I hold strong or not? I don't understand.

[He turns away a moment, a light blush suddenly coloring his cheeks.]

I only gave in because I knew there was no way I could stop you if you wanted me badly enough. But, I lived with this once before. If it doesn't go away, I will just find a way to do it again. This is different from back then, but...I will think of something. I have to.

[He laughs again, and it's once again that haughty, arrogant tone that Diarmuid may be more familiar with.]

As a Heroic Spirit, yours is a strength that has been passed on through stories throughout the years. You cannot besmirch your own good name by allowing yourself to retread tragedies! [He stretches out a hand grandiosely, confidently.]

I allow your weakness because I am your elder, and because it is only natural that you bend knee to the original hero and king. But if I am ever to entertain a spar with you, Lancer of Fianna, you must hold your head high.

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