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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[7th_was_closest]

Ion panted softly, meeting Odd's gaze with his gentle one. As tempting as the shower was, some of what he received through the chip made him consider waiting.

"We'll need to shower after, won't we?" he asked, tilting his head toward the bed. "So we can move to the bed."

lost track of things :[ catching up now

[beworthy]

He laughs. "Do you have so little patience, my friend? I would not harm you." But then, Clint is not easily harmed for a mortal, is he? His thighs are parted for Thor's hips, an unmistakable invitation, and Thor takes the oil in its little plastic flask, bracing himself with one hand against the mattress; the other opens the cap, and spills it out heedlessly across his fingers, which take hold of himself to slick from base to crown. Thor, too, is ready: thick and swollen and rigid, seeking eagerly between spread thighs and buttocks.

And when he has coated himself most thoroughly, those oil-slicked fingers press to Barton's hole and spread the slipperiness in circling rubs; they enter slowly, a pair at a time to stretch him open some: neither of them, it seems, will wait for much preparation, but he does this much before taking himself in hand and pressing the broad head in alignment.

The first thrust, at least, is careful. But it is firm, and Thor's hips flex as he sinks within, into tight and gripping heat: a long glide which ends only when their hips are pressed and he can go no further.

[codedvixen]

"Only in that it's equally short and boring. Mom left early on. Dad was military. We moved around a lot and that sort of stuck with me when I got older. I don't really stick around in one place long, so this is kind of going to take some getting used to. And I'm Skylar. Sky's good."

She leaned into him slightly, taking another long pull of her drink before setting it down and toying with the droplets of condensation. "And now that that's out of the way, I'm waiting for this hopefully extremely inappropriate proposition."

c: I always like getting your tags

[halfassed]

Something so vanilla shouldn't have Clint so worked-up. It's been a while, and still he doesn't have any trouble relaxing for Thor's hands. And Thor has a seriously impressive dick, too, which isn't exactly dampening any of Clint's enthusiasm. He has his hand on that thick length before he really thinks about it; he's a flexible guy, he can wrap his legs around Thor's waist, and cant his hips up properly and glide his hand along Thor's length and kiss Thor, albeit somewhat clumsily.

Yeah, Clint's a multitasker. A multitasker who really likes thinking about how it will feel to have Thor's hammer, so to speak, inside him.

But he goes shuddery and still when Thor presses into him. "Fuck," he breathes, "fuck, fuck," because his lack of a sex life is now catching up with him. He aches, and his body's too tense, gripping too tight. Fights to breathe, and he grips Thor's arm, for once unafraid of bruising his partner by holding too hard.

It hurts. He likes it. He really wishes, in fact, that Thor would hold him down and just take, and that want fucking scares him.

"I'll remember," he breathes, "that gods are very well-endowed." Clint himself is thoroughly average, maybe a little below, but it's never been a problem for him. He makes up for it in other ways.

[unified]

A mis-estimation, then.

"My apologies," he says. "You seem more the type for engaging conversation."

Pail?

Her description is accurate, at least. Not particularly insightful, but accurate.

"I'm afraid for the time being I'm not interested in... yielding myself to another." Another yielding to him is a completely different story. And that's what he's sticking with, until he understands the environment of this city.

And now some badly thought out flirting.

[dragonfetish]

[ Considering Fenris’ overall opinion of mages, that wasn’t saying much, really. But hey, any compliment from the elf was precious, so complaining? Him? Of course not. Instead, he smiled as he made a nice spot for himself on the couch – not too close to the other but not as scrunched up to the armrest as he probably should have been – and then he breathed out, letting his body relax against the cushions. Actually… -- he frowned and glanced at his shoulder. Right. Sitting up, he hummed faintly as he undid the buckles holding the padlock in place and when all was said an’ done, placed the spiky armor on the floor, nudging it even further with the tip of his boot before flopping into those comfy cushions again. ] Now that I think of it… I won’t need to dress in all this excess of padding every day. [ Various pieces of armor, thick leather, far too many straps and buckles to count… -- he was mainly kidding, because even though he didn’t get the vibe that they would be running into any dragons or darkspawn or blood mages here, the possibility of bumping into danger was always high when he was involved. Nonetheless, it was almost nice to imagine dressing normally for once.

Lightly tapping his fingers over his chest, or more specifically, the jigsaw crisscross of his fastenings, Hawke found a sly smile, his voice twisting on a hint of teasing. ] Though, I suppose having complicated dress could protect me in other ways. [ His own form of a chastity belt. If – and that was a big if – he happened to fall prey to a brief moment of temptation, by the time his temporary partner managed to undo this first layer of clothing, his senses would surely come back to him. Only someone quick, efficient, and undeniably skilled in fiddling with such clothing day in and day out would be worthy of getting the job done… and say, Fenris, your jerkin sure had quite the intricate design too. His smile curled tighter on the thought and he slid a sideways glance at his friend, heaving the smallest of laughs. ] Sometimes even I forget how to undo all of this. [ Are you thinking about it yet, Fenris? Huh, huh, are you? ]

[reddirtydeeds]

"Here's to short and boring pasts, but better futures." A soft clink of his bottle against her glass, but then he arched a brow and dipped his head in her direction.

"Then I probably should have done that before the introductions. Doesn't change the fact that I'd like to strip you down, handle you right, then see just how long the fucking needs t' be so we're both not real worried about moving in the end." His expression didn't waver in the slightest nor did there seem to be any trace of hesitation at all.

[codedvixen]

"Anything less than an hour and you're doing it wrong," she shot back, giving him an impish grin as she continued to play with her glass.

"This'll all have to take place somewhere with a bed, though. I'm not keen on being left fucked out and wrung out on a bench or behind a tree."

[comfortyou]

[She glances at her clothes on the ground, wondering if he's going to let her get dressed first or if he intends to walk her home like this. It's then that she notices blood intermingled with his come on her legs. Her eyes widen as she gasps and takes a step back from him. It hurt a little, but she didn't expect that to happen. Having never had the necessary parts before, she is unaware of certain relevant details.]

What did you do to me?

[unified]

Thrawn is accustomed to having eyes on him. He has endured scrutiny in every aspect of his life, observation of every decision, judgment for every word. The expectations of the Eighth Ruling Family were strict, despite the ranking acquired by his Syndic brother and the merit that brought to Thrawn himself.

This, in contrast, is simplicity itself. The crowd wants a show. They watch with eagerness, held breath, keen arousal. They are simplicity itself to satisfy. Because of this, Thrawn turns his focus on the man who has given him the gift of body and obedience. It is not his to share in submission or danger, now, unlike a Chiss battle. It is his to fulfill.

As he stretches Dean's body, meticulously, he touches, adds a tactile impression to his judgment of Dean's body. He makes physical contact with the expectation that his skin is open, a gateway to sensation, not a barrier between a submitted man and the world outside. Dean is exposed not just to his skin but beneath it, to his passion.

He draws the line of his nail up the inside of Dean's thigh, momentarily creasing the skin. Adds a second finger inside him, and painstakingly works in a third, even though he's not quite stretched enough for it. An almost incidental nudge of his hand has Dean's leg maneuvered open and out, giving the crowd a clear view.

"So many eyes on you," Thrawn murmurs, "and you take them so greedily."

<3

[beworthy]

A laugh again, lower and more breathless, and Thor draws back and thrusts forward again, a hand braced against the mattress; the other has one of Clint's wrists pinned up above his head. The man's body is bent to receive him, legs entwined about his waist, his hips in the air, his back and shoulders against the mattress, and Thor begins to ride into him easily, setting a smooth rocking pace. The grip of his body is undeniably welcoming. Tight heat clenched around him, taut and still yielding; the glide of his cock moves slick and easy through Barton, and Thor pays little mind to the fingers clenched bruisingly upon his forearm. They will do him no lasting harm.

"Does it serve for you?" But he doubts Clint would have welcomed him so swiftly had he not desired him.

Thor kisses him again and moves within him, knees spread on the mattress. Nothing about this troubles him; no, he falls easily and wholeheartedly into the pleasure, the intimacy and companionship such as only bedpartners can share, the take and give.

[halfassed]

Yeah, great, another reminder of how enormously out-of-control he's been today.

Shuts the bathroom door and he almost locks it, before deciding that he can take care of himself even if Ba'al springs on him wet and naked. And anyway, he doesn't think that's going to happen. Ba'al has that same easy command that Coulson does, even if it manifests in completely different ways. Makes Clint want to roll over like a puppy.

He showers quickly but thoroughly, and re-dresses in his dirty clothes. This'll do for now.

He steps out again, flicking a hand through his wet hair to get some of the moisture off.

"What happens if I ask for your help not sexually?" he asks. The words come out pretty much unbidden, and he's not really sure what he means by them. Used to be whenever young Clint Barton was stressed, he would wake up in the middle of the night shivering, and he would get these cramps, horrible muscle twists in his calves and his thighs. It feels like that right now, only in the part of his brain that has any capacity to make decisions.

He doesn't want to fuck Ba'al because he doesn't want to fuck anyone. But he needs... something.

like the folks here do to Sasuke? oshi-

[fantheflame]

[Sasuke turned the other's words over in his head. Not for the first time, he was reminded of blond hair and orange chakra.]

...In this place, you're going to have two choices. Find someone willing to do so, or have enough and fuck the first person who will hold still long enough. I recommend the first.

[piace_tutto]

Yamamoto's eyes sharpen and he nods, "I'll try not to. Gotta stick around in case Tsuna shows up, after all! Haha! Thanks, Hibari-san!" And he nudges the Cloud Guardian in the side with his elbow playfully in passing.

"Hibari is much more perverted than I thought," He muses in a thoughtful, purposeful tone. Yamamoto would be lying if he said he weren't curious about the reasons behind this quiet man giving him advice and sounding like he cares, when he knows that isn't usually the case.

[aimless_arrow]

"I like the way you think." Odd pressed their lips together again in another heated kiss and tried to lead Ion toward the bed. Bed first. Then in the shower. Then maybe somewhere else if they had the energy. Oh this was going to be a fun lesson in sex.

yes. now bend over, bitch~

[walking_malice]

[Back to feeling awkward. This really, really sucks. Either have sex willingly, or force someone. Great. Just flipping fantastic.]

Like a friend… [The blond sighed, turning his eyes down.] Well, if everyone’s in the same boat… Still, it feels kinda sleazy. Most people are probably using each other. [His cheeks paled a little.] Hey, wait. I don’t wanna be a dad yet.

Pfff not just yet, thx

[fantheflame]

[Sasuke actually laughed outright at that. This kid was more naive than he'd realized.]

Everyone uses each other at some point. That's a fact of life. [Bitter.] As for that, either don't have sex that will get someone pregnant, or go buy a box of condoms. [Sasuke was more than happy to stay with the first.]

[halfassed]

"Oh, it serves. It really --" And he lets out a strangled noise, his head tipping back. Clint likes fucking two ways: one, shallow, with each thrust exactly aimed the right way. And the second, deep enough that it aches in the morning, that leaves him utterly taken. This is the latter. And Clint thinks it might be ruining him for that latter kind.

"Son of a bitch," he breathes, as Thor angles better into him, thrusting deep with confident strokes of his hips. He unclenches his fingers, and raises his other hand over his head. Letting it rest in a place that means Thor could easily gather it in his hand, pin it with the other wrist.

Doesn't mean he's passive, though. He moves fluidly, controlled even when he's on his back for another guy. This isn't a surrender.

[pulledfromthepit]

"Anybody ever told you that you're picky?" Dean complained and grunted as he pushed himself up and sat up straight on the couch. There! See? Movement! He flashed Sam a triumphant look. "who's not moving now, Sammy?"

[walking_malice]

[Wait till Sasuke finds out what time period he’s from. And a different country too, to boot.]

Yeah, I know it happens a lot. Lenny’s always warning me about it. [He jammed his hands into his pockets.] I’d rather not, if I can help it.

[Confused stare.] Condoms? What are those? [Serious question, because contraceptives were pretty taboo back in that period.

He totally skipped over the part about having sex with a guy, because he didn’t foresee that happening. Problem solved, right?]

[notbocceball]

Ba'al has been sitting on the couch in the interim. He had been working on some small device in an effort to get it to function again then conceals it once Barton is out of the bathroom. The question is just strange enough that it gets a small laugh out of him. "I am sure something can be arranged, depending on what it will entail," he replies.

[pulledfromthepit]

In truth, he's been freely given very little in his life so when what he wants is offered, he does take it greedily. Attention, approval, and any twisted proxy of affection he can find. The eyes on him make him feel wanted and admired, even if it's only fleeting and even if anyone else in his position would receive the same looks. He's very much of a 'take what you can get' mentality and this is more than he's used to.

A slight groan passes his lips as the third finger pushes in before he's entirely ready. It burns and aches, but even the pain is taken in eagerly. It mixes with the pleasure zinging across his senses and makes every small touch feel that much more intense. His hips want to roll, but he stops the motion almost as it starts when he hears the chain shift on his chest. Damn it. So difficult to just lay still.

His skin flushes more deeply red when he feels that nudge, but he doesn't resist it. His legs part more, spreading himself out for the eyes he can feel but not see. There's a touch of shame, but mostly arousal in his reddening color.

"Isn't that the idea?" he answers, not sure if he's supposed to. He hasn't been told not to speak yet.

[fantheflame]

[Different universe, for that matter. Dates numbered in the thousands and country names the likes that Johnny knows would mean nothing to Sasuke.]

[He's tempted to say get used to it in regards to using people, but keeps that one to himself for now. He just assumes the boy is completely naive regarding that... and the condoms.]

It's a barrier you put over your cock to keep your semen from getting a woman pregnant. [Blunt as ever. Sasuke doesn't even consider venereal diseases; in a world where healing and sometimes contraception itself are done with chakra, they barely exist.]

[It's a good thing Johnny doesn't say out loud that he thinks Sasuke only meant sex with men in that first category, because Sasuke would be facepalming in the middle of the street. There are plenty of ways to have sex with a woman without risking impregnating her.]

[halfassed]

Everyone gets their secrets. He's not going to ask about the device.

"I'm not doing a good job making choices." He's compromised. "But I can't -- let my guard down. It's hard line to walk between those two."

[notbocceball]

Ba'al's eyes narrow as he tries to reason out what he's asking. "You want some one to make your decisions? But you... do not trust anyone?" he ventures.