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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[100percentmail]

[Matt smirks.]
Yeah, same with back home. Girls in tiny outfits in the casino's. Sometimes on the streets.

[Sometimes the subject of his orders to stalk them. Misa was his favourite mission, ever. Hands down. Thank you, Mello. His eyes slide over from the loud pile and toward the new bench-mate maybe-man if he hits tones just right, but then there's that light airy moments that makes Matt unsure. Can't see his throat, can't check for Adam's apple.]

Jezuz Christ. I can't say I've ever met someone that high up before. Guys like me don't get the chance.

[He knows better, he knows that if he botches this up, even if Mello never talks to him again he'd find some cosmic reason to know Matt fucked up and kick him square in the balls.

His black-gloved hand reaches out toward the man. Test time. If he/she offers her/his hand to kiss, more than likely a girl. If to shake, more than likely a guy. Sort of stereotypical but he's relying on the cues.]

Name's Matt- Just Matt.

[idiotprince]

[ Judal and Ninurta's kisses combined were already having quite a potent effect on him— and the desperate way he kissed Ninurta back was probably enough to show.

It wasn't the kind of position he expected to find himself in, especially not with these two. But taking pleasure suited him just as fine, and from the looks of it, things were headed somewhere pretty interesting.

Letting out another encouraging noise, he moved his hips somewhat to help Judal with his pants. The fact they were doing this right out in public should have bothered him some, he was aware of that-- and yet, that simple fact was only adding to his excitement right now. ]

[publicandprivate]

Ah, that is wise. And I wouldn't mind comparing notes. But there are a few I don't think we should be looking at out here in the public. I have no doubt this place is riddled with authorities and you never know who could be eavesdropping. Having the little pieces of technology implanted into us, well, I don't know how far the monitoring goes with that. But if they do detect something, at least it might give us a window of time to split from whichever location we chosen and avoid being caught. As opposed to being out here in the open.

[His voice quiets to almost a whisper, yet loud enough for Mello to hear.]

I say this because the other notes, well, they basically focus on possibilities of disabling the microchips and toning them down. So I'm sure you see why I'm trying to take certain precautions.

[piace_tutto]

Yamamoto had had what was expected of him brought up by the man at the desk when he'd asked about where he was and why. He may be innocent and naive, but he is far from dumb. He already knows that he's supposed to have sex and that there are people with many different preferences inside the city. He doesn't think that he should be one of them, however.

"Hehe. Yeah, maybe I'll get the hang of it!" He says cheerfully, but he's far from serious. In reality, he's actually quite nervous. Yamamoto already knows that he has to be responsible for his partner if he ever has one. Sex may be kind of a requirement here, but he doesn't plan on thinking so little of it that it's something he'll do in passing. He expects it to be something meaningful, with someone he likes.

[morelikerudal]

[Well, in the battle of Judal versus Ling's pants, victory was certainly achieved.

Where to start... after that, however, was an issue in itself. There was still a part of him that recoiled at the thought of doing -- this, and having Ling's cock bare in front of him didn't help with that any.

And he was supposed to put his mouth on it...? Almost frowning, he looked away for a moment -- before settling with wrapping his hand around it, giving it a tentative stroke. It was as if he was testing the waters, before anything else.]

[loathesthemist]

That he was unhappy with his current situation is clear in the sharp steel gaze from his eyes. There is an air of do not bother me around him and he moved through the people without so much as glancing at any of them.

Less they should make the mistake of bumping into him. He would dig that chip out if he could, except he was not willing to die in the process and so instead the Guardian took his anger and directed elsewhere, till he could bite to death the one who had done this to him.

When his shoulder bumped a man he pivoted in a half turn and glared at the other.

[protectandserve]

His glare was met by a stubborn pair of blue eyes in a remarkably beautiful face. Joscelin's face was expressionless, but set in a way that made it easy to tell that he was no happier in this situation than the man who had just bumped into him.

For which he did not intend to apologize.

now that's the kind of championship hawke could get into. OHOHO, into~

[dragonfetish]

[ A smirk for the debauchery. A nod for crumbling walls – even though Fenris was, well, turned around ROFL I TTLY MISSED THAT!!. A shake for their comrades. And for the mention of his missing magic…? He knew he had to tell him eventually; they were partners, friends, and if they were going to get out of this unscathed, they needed to be honest and open – not that kind of open— with each other. Still… was it wrong that he didn’t want to admit it? Fenris was just about the most judgmental person he’d ever had the pleasure of meeting and considering, let him repeat this once again, the elf hated magic with every fiber of his being, he knew there was only one way the other would feel about this. He would be happy. Ecstatic. Ready to break out in one of those choreographed dances he’d mentioned in passing once before. Which was good in a way, wasn’t it? Better to have him glad he was now a crippled version of his former, battle-ready self, rather than see him as a hindrance to a potential escape plan. He just… didn’t want to be seen differently or worse, for Fenris to like him better this way. The details were fuzzy at best, so he wasn’t entirely sure how any of this worked – how had they even managed to sever his connection to the Fade without turning him tranquil? – or if the possibility even existed but he had to wonder what would happen if he got his magic back. What if Fenris couldn’t overlook that as he had before?

He’d never wanted to be defined by his magic, nor had he ever wanted to be defined without it; he’d always wanted to be Garrett but maybe that was too much to ask in a world that, for the most part, feared what magic could do. Shifting his feet, he tipped his chin down and glanced to one upturned palm, flexing his fingers in an’ out as he rolled his shoulders with as little care as he could. ] Gone. [ Still staring at his fingers, it was as though he was waiting for a tremble, a hint of something but that foolish hope faded as quickly as it had come and he glanced to Fenris; ah well, where was his humor? ] It seems they don’t favor magic either. [ Or at least, their citizens having it, because the people in charge certainly possessed some sort of power to transport them here. ] At least this city found an alternative to removing it. It would have been a travesty to rob the world of my charming personality. [ He managed a strained smile on that, but the joke fell flat because by the Maker, why was he joking about tranquility? ]

[forherprince]

[Lan Fan breathed a slow, silent sigh of relief in the almost nonchalant way that he greeted her. She swallowed thickly before carefully rising to her full height, her hands tightening further into fists--and feeling the beads that still happened to be there pressing further into her palm. She felt the heat find her face as the simple motion brought the demands of this place to the forefront of her mind, the theme of this... festival... along with thoughts that no dutiful retainer--let alone honorable woman--should ever have about their liege.]

[She was more than thankful for her mask in that moment. Even if she couldn't control her blood flow, she could hold her expression stoic even while she pushed those thoughts aside.]

Nothing, my prince.

[loathesthemist]

"You had better, the things people will do to a boy your age here are not going to be what you see in porn videos." Blunt, to the point, from Hibari's understanding this place was about letting the natural instincts go, what society would normally not condone, what discipline usually kept in check would no longer have a reign.

"You may find yourself at the mercy of a twisted individual." If they were going this far, then certainly they would come up with some way to 'encourage' them all into sex that came outside of feelings.

Hibari himself had not even considered the aspect of feelings, he would survive, he would fight and if he could help it, he would do all of this on his terms. Even if some of the control had already been taken.

"That chip in your head will see to it."

[notbocceball]

"Of course, however, it is its meaning that is important me," He explains. He disappears into the bathroom for a short time then returns.

He considers him a moment then asks, "Were you cleaned between encounters?"

[publicandprivate]

Mm, that's a good way to look at things, I suppose.

[Being the bar is a lot better than being outside. At least inside where Night and Kanon are, it's not crowded. A few patrons here and there, but nothing like the scene out there. Plus he doesn't have to deal with being in the near vicinity of people having sex with one another. The bar is dimly lit and the music is at a low level so people can talk over it easily.]

Though I've never been one to spend time consuming alcohol to begin with.

[Now he's making himself seem like a complete novice, even though his words are honest. He still feels the need to hold onto his pride.]

I'm sure I can handle my alcohol well though.

[As he says his last sentence, a stranger on the other side of him pushes a lavender bead across the surface of the bar. Kanon looks down at it and a fierce blush tints his cheeks. He knows exactly what it means.]

I-I... No thank you.

[He declines as politely as possible and the man tells him to keep the little trinket before he takes his leave. Kanon returns his attention back to Night and gives a nervous smile.]

Uhm, anyways.

[He will be trying his best to forget what just happened. That's a definite.]

[aimless_arrow]

That was perfect. Odd darted his tongue inside Ion's mouth. He ran it over Ion's and loved the sensation it sent down his spine. His fingers clenched with more force down on Ion's ass cheeks. He didn't want to hurt the guy but it seemed like he was enjoying this so why not keep testing his limits?

[piace_tutto]

Yamamoto laughs at that. How would Hibari have any idea what kind of porn videos he's seen. When he thinks about it, sure, the videos were pretty tame, but for all the Cloud knows, he could actually be pretty kinky! The thought alone has him grinning brightly and he shakes his head.

"Thanks for the warning, Hibari!" The Cloud may not think of himself being helpful, but Yamamoto appreciates the effort. "Haha! Maybe someone else will be at my mercy," he jokes and waves as he turns to leave.

yes. with his ~staff~

[vishante]

An unfortunate truth they would have done well to master. [because imagining hawke in tranquil mode was nowhere near as pleasant as imagining them cut off from the fade. he smiled around the flattering jab - if hawke was reticent to joke about tranquility, fenris certainly wasn't - both relieved and... oddly concerned. of course, a world void of magic was a perfect reality, but it could never be one for the simple fact that it wasn't possible. how they had managed to strip them all of their powers, he couldn't tell, but something was amiss. disturbingly so. a world without the fade? all options were to be considered, and yet even if magic worked differently, in no way did it make it a safer place.

especially if hawke couldn't defend himself. he didn't care that he was a mage, not anymore. he was an exception of sort, but he'd also proved himself many times over. it was an odd thing to fear for his lack of power.] Hawke. [he frowned, nervously looking around.] As harmless as the city's people seem to be, I am wary of such proclaimed liberty. They are fully unaware of the consequences this will cause, and a blind puppeteer is a dangerous one. We must tread carefully. [because diving in headfirst like they always did could potentially be fatal in an unknown environment.] Were you given directions? Locations, perhaps? They seem to have assigned a... residence under my name.

[pulledfromthepit]

[Dean toes off his boots and kicks the jeans aside. Naked is good and the faster they're both naked is even better. He pushes Mello's pants down even as his hips start to thrust forward into the touch of his hands. Hard to focus, yes, but oh so worth it.

And, what the hell. If the's going to indulge himself, he might as well go all the way. Once Mello's pants are out of the way, he pulls back from Mello's hand and sinks to his knees. Hands are good, but this is better.

His lips close around the head of Mello's cock and slowly take him in deeper.]

[publicandprivate]

"It's quite an amazing relationship. I've never met someone like him before. He looked past my faults and everything when others wouldn't and took me under his wing." He said fondly and stopped talking for a brief period of time.

"On a professional and platonic level of course. And thank you. I really do hope he'll appreciate it. I am truly trying my best." He just hoped his best was good enough.

He shook the others hand and smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Ion. My name is Kanon Maldini."

[pulledfromthepit]

[A shiver runs through him at the touch. The scar doesn't usually get much attention. People tend to try to not look at it. It doesn't hurt, though. It's just an odd feeling. Sensitive around the edges.

He follows Elua, happily returning each kiss with equal fervor. In the bedroom, he presses in close, enjoying all the touching as they make their way to the bed. He tumbles them onto it, sprawling beside and half on Elua.]

You guessed correctly... you get to choose. Do you want my mouth on you or would you rather do it yourself?

[theadvancedclass]

"Honestly? A big, juicy steak." Wishful thinking, most likely, but go she'd been thinking about it lately. A nice, thick one like they made at the Roadhouse back home. Before the world went to hell, anyway.

"I'll take what I can get, though."

[publicandprivate]

[Kanon blushes at the mention of never having met someone that high up before because really it was all by some odd twist of fate that he met Schneizel in the first place. He never thought anyone like him would even give him the time of day. No one else had, because back then they were quite aware of his fondness for dressing in women's clothes, wearing perfume, and makeup. Schneizel however has an affinity for things and people that are not of the norm, which is why he hired him and took him in.]

Kanon Maldini. It's nice to meet you.

[He slips his hand into Matt's. He doesn't shake it though and he doesn't linger for long either. When there's a ruckus going on a few feet away, some fight or rather, he retracts his hand and gazes toward what's going on.]

Oh... My.

[Kanon raises the same hand and twists a lock of hair around his index finger in an absent minded fashion. he doesn't even realize he's doing such a thing.]

[publicandprivate]

I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

[The words are said under his breath, yet loud enough to be heard. They're followed by another hiccup as the bar tender grabs a piece of paper out from under the bar. He puts the paper down on the surface of the bar, then informs Blue and Kanon that it's a list of names that all of the drinks are known as.]

Hmm?

[Hiccuping again, he begins to read from the list as the bar tender goes back to getting drinks for other customers. His eyes widen as he skims the list.]

S-Sex on My Face? The Leg Spreader?! Screaming Orgasm?!?!

[And a slew of hiccups follow his words. Perhaps he shouldn't have been reading those out loud?]

[publicandprivate]

[Before Kanon met Schneizel, he was the focal point of many people's hatred. An outcast and regarded as a freak because of how he lived his life and presented himself. His parents wanted nothing to do with him either, so they sent him off to the military academy.

It's a wonder the earl didn't have a mental breakdown because of such psychological trauma.]

Not yet. Though if he does arrive, I'd be happy to introduce you to him, if you'd like.

[As he glances to the side, his eyes settle upon a something that instantly catches his attention. To many, it would just be regarded a flower that most wouldn't even give a second look at. They would pass by it and not give any thought at all.

He kneels down beside it, wide eyed.]

Middlemist Camellia. I saw a painting of this when I visited the Vermillion City in China. But... They're supposed to be extinct.

[publicandprivate]

Ah, no. I'm not a secretary.

[He realizes something and blinks.]

I apologize for not remembering my manners. I hope you can forgive me for my mistake.

[Oh, if his superior were here, he'd probably scold him for forgetting! Especially in the presence of a female.]

Earl Kanon Maldini. Commanding officer of the Britannian military as well as the personal assistant of Prince Schneizel el Britannia.

[He bows respectfully.]

It's nice to meet you.

[half_wolf]

[The booze already hitting her a little harder now she leans against Kanon to a degree before she straightens up...the best she can. It was a little more strong than she expected for her first drink. This bartender was probably trying to get them to do what the chip wanted so she shouldn't be all that surprised.

Red gracing her cheeks Blue leans against him again to look at the paper, though she can't read so maybe she was grateful for him reading.]

O-Oh...How does that even...work?

Sorry for the long pause!

[fantheflame]

Another delicious shiver chased through Sasuke as Sam talked; the smirk broadened on his face even as he tilted his chin up and to one side, exposing his throat in a very animalistic show of submission. Yes. This was the byplay he wanted, the verbal back-and-forth. The very words sent a rush of heat through his exposed cock even before the physical contact.

And hnnn, when Sam's hand wrapped around him, the heat fucking tripled. Sasuke's eyelids fluttered half-shut; his spine rolled a slow curve in time with the moan issuing from his parted lips. His body automatically attempted a thrust before registering that he was still pinned by a much larger body, and Sam's hand wasn't moving. A prickling sensation cascaded down his neck and shoulders as his hackles rose, and a soft, frustrated growl left between lips still curled into a smirk.

"That depends," he panted, dark eyes glinting with hungry amusement. "Do you want me to fight it, Sam?" His voice dripped with the tone of his smirk, teasing, goading, taunting with possibilities. "So that you can hold me down while I do?"