Test Drive Meme: The Overflow, Part Deux!

[arielmods]

CITY OF ARIEL: THE TEST DRIVE THE OVERFLOW, PART DEUX! Since the last post is again fast approaching 3k comments and getting laggy for some of our players, we have decided to go ahead and stick up the overflow post, even though there's just a little over a week to game start. Please continue your threads or start new ones here if you'd like. To make this easier on those continuing threads from the last meme, here's a handy form: <small>(<a href="THREAD URL HERE">Continued from here.</a>) between <user name="CHARACTER 1"> & <user name="CHARACTER 2"></small> Response here! Please remember to let your thread partners know you've bumped your threads over here as well! We started the meme early to give you plenty of room to do just that. ◆◆◆◆ With the City of Ariel grand opening only a month away, we are holding our first ever test drive meme. Tag in and see how your character would settle in the game. You're a fresh face in the city, newly processed, and arriving at a bustling time. The city is expanding and you are greeted first in the re-education center by your helpful counselors and then directed out of the building to a large festival. Be puzzled, make friends, have sex, or whatever you want! There are no restrictions on thread types played out here. Your first awareness that something has gone wrong comes during a groggy moment of semi-lucidity when you look around yourself and find that -- instead of wherever you remember being last -- you're in a chair, in a room with a man you don't recognize. He's sitting behind a desk whistling to himself and sorting paperwork. The whole atmosphere might remind you of a high school guidance counselor's office, only with far more comfortable chairs. When your head clears enough to speak and you ask him where you are, he smiles brightly and says, "Welcome to the City of Ariel." You were brought to Ariel during a very special time! There's a large festival going on celebrating the new expansions to the city and everything is decked out for it. Everything is bustling and vibrant in the city today because of the celebrations. There are decorations up, food vendors set up all along the streets, kissing booths, games, and just about anything else you can imagine an event like this would have! The people of Ariel are out and about as well, some are in vibrant costumes and others are just checking out the sights. Some of the more exhibitionist types are even having a little more fun out in public than you may be used to seeing back home. As soon as the grogginess from your arrival passes, you are allowed to leave the re-education center and see it all for yourself. Upon exiting, you are even handed beads of various colors, several of each so you don't worry about running out. Each color has a special meaning listed below: pink - toys blue - oral yellow - watersports green - age play lavender - crossdressing orange - multiples grey - bondage white - hands (mutual masturbation, fingering, handjob) red - blood black - wildcard These are to aid you in making a connection with others. Show your interest in others and tell them exactly what you would like to do with them by sharing the beads. If you would rather take a different approach, feel free to walk around the festival and see what (or who) catches your eye. The point is to relax and get settled in your new home.
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Please note that all CR in this meme can be carried over when the game starts between characters that are accepted into the game.

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Comments

[theonlyzenone]

"Maybe I just don't like most people enough to want to jam my dick into'em... especially assholes that kidnap me. Had people counting on me back home, you know."

[dukefuckinwayne]

Sounds exciting, I guess. Getting to make all this James Bond crap. Think you'll do it here too if you can?

[codedvixen]

A gasp left her at that thrust, her mouth open as she panted while she moved back harder against him. He filled her to the point of almost-pain, but she rocked back, not minding the sharp bite at the apex of each stroke. It soothed into pleasure as he withdrew and slid back in, letting her ecstasy build. It fluttered through her like a living thing, and she wanted more. "More," she pleaded, rocking back harder.

[dickwithfangs]

He gave Sam a wide grin, masked for a moment by his drink. "Damon. Damon Salvatore. And you're Paul Bunyan, right? No, wait, Stompy the Elephant..."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Yeah, well, you're not the only one with a life. And since when has liking anyone ever had anything to do with having sex with them? For reals..."

[codedvixen]

Well, they let me keep my tool kit, but it's more a matter of figuring out how what they have runs, then seeing how I can piece it together for my own means. Of course, I don't know if I'm allowed to, and I'm not keen on going epileptic if they push a button.

that sounds kinky.

[loathesthemist]

Hibari calculated the move and went with the intended flip, however his freed tonfa sliced up for the underside of Reno's chin.

"I'll extinguish that smile." And he meant it, his body barely touched the ground before the man rolled and pivoted, on his feet again he smirked, harsh gaze or not it showed that Hibari Kyouya was a man who enjoyed what he was doing.

Loki Laufeyson | MCU | Open

[bloodbrothers]

[ There's a sense of unease about him-- as if he does not know if he should be grateful for the release of his bonds or wary. He doubts Odin would allow such a thing so soon-- but he has been told nothing of why he was released. He could feel something off in his body the moment he was able to think through the haze-- the lack of magic swirling through his veins, the absence of the familiar tingle at his fingertips. Perhaps this was his punishment, time amongst the Midgardians stripped of his magic, forced to live the short life of a Mortal. He did not know what he would do if it came to that-- but for now he would try and learn as much as he could about is new position.

He wanders for a bit-- but it seems most are preoccupied with more intimate activities to offer him much of an true explanation. There is a moment where he gives pause, as if he has the desire to toss things around, to break things for the fact it might bring him answers-- but it also might bring attention to him that he does not want. He doesn't know what to make of such a place-- or even the new pressure of thoughts in his own mind. He's never felt anything other than disdain preceded by apathy toward the mortals; why would such other sensations bother to arise now?

He swats away a few pair of beads that a few others attempt to string on him, a custom he is unfamiliar with and chooses to ignore. It is of course the lightest bump that finally snaps him to attention, swinging around and raising an arm as if to snatch a wrist or shoulder, ]

What is the meaning of all of this?

( ooc: Here's a crudely assembled kink list. Feel free to ask about anything unlisted; but truth be told I'm pretty much game for anything! If you have a different sort of interaction you're welcome to ignore this and start you own. )

[comfortyou]

[There's a tinge of fear to her breathing as he grips her throat. She knows he could choke the life out of her if he wanted to. That element of danger seems to turn her on even more. That growl awakens a part of her she didn't know existed. She wouldn't mind if he was even more aggressive.

She's inclined to believe him, any misgivings falling to the wayside as his hand dips below her belly. Her arousal is evident as her legs shift apart. She doesn't yet know what she wants, but she's willing to let him show her. The juxtaposition of pain and pleasure drives her wild, making her squirm against him.]

Feels good... more.

[americanpie]

[A grin]

Lead the way, skipper. Ain't had decent food in some time.

[decks]

[PLACEHOLDER PLACEHOLDS god i suck. i can come back and write up a thread start later, or you can leave me one, whichever you'd rather idk iludon'thateme.]

[notbocceball]

"Of course, little is truly safe here. Regardless of your answer, you should be seen to. Unless you find some particular enjoyment over feeling used."

He glances back to the crowds. "I'm quite sure you can find any number of those willing to help in such a task."

For Halfassed (cont.)

[bloodbrothers]

( Thread start. )

Green then. [ And the smirk that touches his lips is anything but kind, if Clint wished to play this game-- to win any small victory he could-- then Loki would do his best to crush that along with anything else he happened upon along the way. Loki had always liked games, of course that might be a byproduct of the fact he's always been very good at them.

Still the shopkeep seems to think little of their exchange is outside the usual-- which is odd in it's own right-- and begins to lead the set toward a rack of items. Loki, not doubting Clint would make haste the moment he was able, made sure to walk behind him; a light press of a palm to his back to keep him moving forward. ] Something green, if you have it, something that's not easy to pry off either. [ Fingertips begin to walk their way up his spine, toward his neck. ] As, for as obedient as he is, he has a habit of forgetting who he belongs to. [ He knows the words will hold a deeper meaning, one that doesn't need to be said because Barton can follow along easily enough.

Instead he just continues his ghost of a touch, while debating this and that with the keep. Something nice, fitted, leather at least, it needs a harder base, at least one ring, and oh he takes his time if only for the fact he likes to make Clint wait. ]

[idiotprince]

[ It was his turn to laugh-- just at those words. He was looking for interesting, wasn't it? Just from the way she talked, it seemed he'd managed to find it. Ling could appreciate someone willing to play along, and the woman in front of him certainly seemed to fit the bill. ]

Pretty boy...? Nice! Now that's a nickname I don't mind.

[ Smiling still, Ling reached for the small bag he was wearing and begun looking for the rest of the beads. Once he was finally done, he held his hand out for her to show what he had: pink, blue, lavender, grey, white and red. ]

Let's say we're still just talking hypotetically. Which one would a charming lady such as yourself pick, then?

[halfassed]

[ A humiliatingly description, though somewhat apt. Clint has now forgotten who he belonged to, one way or another, twice in the last week. Never of his own volition. And it feels very simple to go down for Loki, let go, revert back and forget.

According to Thor, though, that's not what happens.

Clint finds himself getting distracted by the collars, by the way he imagines the weight of it on his throat. His fingertips brush along a dark one, maroon-purple-red, the same as his tac suit. That would suit him.

He turns to Loki. ] I want to pick out the color. [ Probably a little bit too forward. He wants this, but he doesn't want it for Loki, he wants it for him. He wants it as a visible symbol of how he hasn't given his loyalty.

Manipulation is the name of the game, then, and he decides to see if he can't give Loki something he wants. So he moves smoothly down to his knees, chin lifted, and adds, quieter: ] Please, sir.

[from_the_ashes]

[nods] I'll see you around.

Re: John Constantine | Vertigo Comics | OTA

[rhymeswithturpentine]

Constantine looked at the woman in mild confusion. The show was over as far as he was concerned. "You don't have anything to apologize for, love," he informed mildly. He shifted slightly, trying to find a way to get comfortable without overtly adjusting himself. He usually wouldn't go out of his way, but her demeanor was already giving off massive vibes of discomfort. "Show's already done with."

[halfassed]

"I don't." He does.

He lets out a long breath. He needs help. He needs someone to come rescue him, or something, and he hates that feeling. He's not used to being a victim.

"Fine. Lead on, MacDuff." Or whatever that quote was. Maybe this'll give him a chance to pull himself together before he runs into someone else he knows.

[notbocceball]

Ba'al isn't exactly your ideal rescuer, nor does he do this out of the kindness of his heart. Like he said, he needs allies. Winning hearts will bring loyalty and he likes that idea.

"Very well," he says then pushes off the wall, "Unless you prefer your own lodgings."

Re: John Constantine | Vertigo Comics | OTA

[from_the_ashes]

"Right." It's hard not to be. She tended to be a lot more private than this. "This is all new to me," she adds with a helpless shrug.

C/P

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[Well, it wasn't the first time she'd seen a giant wolf, but it was the first time she'd heard one talking. She wondered if this was another breed of fae that Dyson hadn't told her about, but then she remembered some of the other people she'd run into and the discussions of different worlds and whatnot. Maybe this guy was from Wolf-World, and everyone ran around grumbling and talking to themselves. Hey, stranger things had happened, right?]

Yeah, you'd think they'd have sorted out the whole 'get in line' system by now.

[Small talk was always a good start, and maybe he might not bite her face off with those massive chompers.]

[disillusions]

[ Well, that's something you don't see everyday.

That peculiar young lady's reaction to this whole situation, that is, not the fornication flooding the streets. The sparkle in her eye and the passion in her tone draws a man who possesses neither, though his gaze certainly is borderline inquisitive. Was she writing a story, narrating a novel aloud? Schneizel finds himself drawing nearer just to find out, and oh, oops, you now have very tall, very handsome blonde prince towering over your shoulder, Shauntal, smiling smooth as a Seviper. ]

This is an awfully strange place to kindle a muse, young lady.

[disillusions]

[ That's quite a list, Mr. Phantomhive. Unfortunately for you, you don't seem to have much choice in the matter. Nor does Schneizel el Britannia, for what it's worth, but he's at least handling the shock of a new world, a new land, a new place significantly better, strolling about with his elegantly gloved hands folded neatly behind his back, noble's coat trailing after as he gently discourages anyone who may draw too close with a forgiving push.

The scowl on the boy's face, however, is something Schneizel has seen many, many times before in his own brother's oft cantankerous expression. The patch over his eye holds secrets, he knows this much from a mere glance, and his attire hints at someone considerably older, or at least more mature, than their actual age may imply.

Ciel is in good company, if nothing else, for Schneizel is dressed just as formally, just as regally, a king in current lack of a throne. So it comes to be that Schneizel accidentally puts himself in Ciel's way and they accidentally bump into each other, with Schneizel flashing the boy a smile that's far too charming for his serpentine nature. ]

Ah, I'm sorry. [ A dip of his head. ] I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you alright? No bones broken, I'd imagine, no feathers ruffled?

(( Game for pretty much everything that happens, sexy or otherwise. Too lazy to link but Schneizel's permissions are on his journal, too. Along with the blaring warning he's a sociopath oops. ))

[disillusions]

[ SADLY BLANKING AT THE MOMENT FOR SAKURA but I'll edit if I come up with anything before then. Take your time, bb. ]

[virioncomplex]

"Now who's being self important? You think it has to be Earth just because there's humans here?"