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[sketchycharacter]

All right, I'm done pretending we're not collectively acting like a bunch of hippies at a weed convention. Yeah, the party is nice and all, but has anyone stopped to think about what the hell is happening here?

[The dancing, the partying, the getting sexy in public-to-barely-private locations. He's actually seen people relax who never, ever relax, and that might be the creepiest part.]

I'm just gonna say it. We've been drugged. And it feels like I'm the only one who's come down from it.

[Granted, this is way better than the last two times he was drugged, but it's still freaking him out.]

Look, if there's anyone out there who hasn't already told me 'oh Nate it's no big deal just have a drink and enjoy yourself,' please let me know. I talked to Thán, and if there's any hinky shit that anyone's noticed, we should bring it back to the Moira. Personally I think we should all go back to the beach and wait there, but I've given up on convincing people of that. I just want to figure out what's going on.

[ooc note: Nate is one of three crewmates to have suddenly become immune to the compulsion to party down. He's immediately come to the (possibly wrong) conclusion that they've all been drugged in some way, but per the mods, people still under the compulsion will not be less affected if he points out the weirdness and would just brush it off, so feel free to either assume this has happened (if your character knows Nate) or come exasperate him by doing so here! He would also be very happy to connect with anyone else who's become immune or never made it to the party to be affected.]

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[a_perfect_end]

[It's not at all abnormal for him to be wearing a smug grin, nor to quite literally shrug off anything he doesn't want to hear.

It's just that usually both tactics are swiftly accompanied by self-righteous bellowing or outright threats.

The grin doesn't stick around and is never, ever tolerant. It's like all that goodwill might crack his face.]

Honestly, nothing that's happened since I joined up fits known parameters, neither of my world, nor its home planet.

...They're a weird bunch of whatever they are, but they're being nice.

Besides, it's been [pause. His internal scans are still off, the clock in particular refusing to unfloat--] I mean, the sun keeps coming up and going down, and there's a conspicuous absence of either sacrificial knives or convenient obelisks.

...I am registering some affects, but it's nothing I haven't, what's the idiom, slept off before.

Counterpoint: if they were going to harm us, they have certainly had the opportunity.

[sketchycharacter]

Well those are, uh, a bunch of arguments. And they're not bad. [Especially the "they would have hurt us already" part, Nate can't figure that one out.] But consider: this is all still weird as hell and people shouldn't be acting like this.