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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[thatsnotmygun]

Dean might be toasted, but Jake's been keeping himself clear headed. No beads for him, other than the ones he was given at the start shoved in his pocket. He's noticed that quite a few new arrivals have taken to their new environment with zeal.

Like that guy over there. Apparently clothes were now frowned upon, but the guy seemed comfortable enough and had the smile of someone that was heading past buzzed and into drunkville. Hey, it was better than some of the cringing violets he'd seen while walking around. Those ones made him wonder about the selection factor behind their hosts. The way this guy was ogling everything on legs that walked by him, though... Jake wasn't overly concerned about him fitting in.

Not that he was judging. He liked to scratch the itch more than just as necessary himself. He just wasn't quite so sure about it in a place like this. Sighing, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his smokes, lighting one up and taking a deep drag.

[pulledfromthepit]

The flash of Jake's lighter catches Dean's attention and his gaze moves to look him over with the same obvious interest he's been giving the rest of the crowd. At this point, he figures that's about what passes for polite around here. Most of the locals have been somewhat grabby with their greetings.

He's not much of a smoker, but he doesn't begrudge anyone else theirs. Particularly not when he's been indulging so many of his own today. "You look way too put together," he notes with a grin. "You've either just arrived or you have some impressive will power."

[thatsnotmygun]

He looked over as he was addressed, giving Dean a casual grin, smoke streaming out in a plume. "A little of column A and B. Been here all day, but, not sure I'm up for having randoms just slide a hand down my pants and grab their fill."

Besides, he was still keeping an eye out here and there for signs that any of the newcomers were either in over their heads or starting shit that didn't need to be started. "You look like you've been doing quite a bit of indulging."

[pulledfromthepit]

"Yeah, couldn't help myself. When things are offered so nicely, it's hard to say no." Never mind when they're offered so often. Dean's never been one for denying himself the baser pleasures when he has the chance. Here, he has nothing but time and opportunity.

"And I think a hand down the pants is their local handshake or something..."

[thatsnotmygun]

"I think you might be right." He chuckled softly, taking another drag. "I'm Jake," he said, holding out a hand, "and I'd prefer the good old fashioned kind of handshake."

[pulledfromthepit]

Dean switched his drink to his left hand and held out the right to shake. "Dean. Dean Winchester. Welcome to the sex circus."

[thatsnotmygun]

"That make this 'Fuck de Soliel'?" He leaned against the wall beside Dean, looking out at what looked like Mardi Gras on crack.

[pulledfromthepit]

"Yes. Exactly. Fuck de Soliel." Dean snickered at the mental image. That would have made that show he and Sam saw in Vegas last year much more entertaining. "What did you do before you got snatched?"

[thatsnotmygun]

"Cop in the Ghoul Squad," he answered, using the nickname reserved for the Special Unit groups that dealt with the supernatural beasties the regular cops couldn't handle. "You?"

[pulledfromthepit]

Dean had no idea what that meant, but it sounded interesting. He shrugged and answered truthfully. "Hunter. Ghosts, vampires, demons... the works."

It seemed silly to worry about someone thinking he was crazy here. All things considered, he was just about normal, comparatively speaking.

[thatsnotmygun]

"See, vampires I'm familiar with. Shifters and psionics, too. You got ghosts and demons too? Jesus, buddy. I do not envy your workload." Crazy? Nah. He didn't think the guy was crazy. He'd seen way too much to just scoff at something he hadn't personally seen.

[pulledfromthepit]

Well, that was considerably easier than Dean expected. Not one question about his sanity or possible drug use... how refreshing. Dean kind of liked this guy. "Yeah, seriously. I don't even know the meaning of the word 'vacation'."

[thatsnotmygun]

"I do. 'Vacation - something you can indulge in when you're six feet under. Maybe." He grinned, taking another drag before he laughed softly. "Not much in the ways of vacations when you've got four hundred pounds of shifter trying to rip your throat out."

[pulledfromthepit]

"Story of my life. And fuck shifters, man, seriously." Dean scowled a little and shook his head. "Can't be bothered to kill on a predictable schedule like a werewolf, oh no. They've gotta be difficult."

[thatsnotmygun]

"Werewolves have schedules where you come from? Man, I wish that were the case. Jesus. Save on a shitload of manpower. Of course, then there's the rest of them..."

[pulledfromthepit]

"Full moons, man. We're lucky for that. It's about the only thing we're lucky about." Little else followed a clear pattern like that.

Dean shifted over on the bench to make room and waved Jake closer. "Have a seat? I don't bite unless I'm asked to."

[thatsnotmygun]

He took a last drag and stepped out the butt, moving to take the proffered seat with a grin. "I suppose I'll have to be careful I don't ask then, huh?" Settling, he looked over at his new seatmate. "Guess we come from pretty similar places, I'd gather."

[pulledfromthepit]

"Shame. I'm good at it." Dean waggled his eyebrows and settled back comfortably. He nodded at the question. It did sound similar, except this guy seemed to come from a place that had an actual police force for monsters. Lucky bastard. "I take it you don't have to sneak around to do your hunting, though?"

[thatsnotmygun]

"Sneak? Nah, we get called in my citizens. And it's less hunting and more... policing. We don't generally have to terminate most of our calls." He grinned at the eyebrow waggle, head shaking slightly in amusement.

[pulledfromthepit]

"Must be nice. Where I come from, nobody even believes they're real. I get shit for digging up graves to get rid of nasty ghosts." Among other charges. Dean actually had a pretty big rap sheet by now. It was a point of pride, as well as completely freaking annoying.

[thatsnotmygun]

"Oh, people are aware, all right. We get the stupid little groups of wannabes that go and piss of the real ones. Those can be messy." Emoteens were always going to be emoteens, no matter the universe.

[pulledfromthepit]

"Civilians," Dean muttered and shook his head. He'd had similar problems. It never ended well. "You work alone?"

[thatsnotmygun]

"Mm? Nah. Most of the big cities have one SU attached to deal with the supes. Special ammo, special licences and all that. Most of us are ex-military."

[pulledfromthepit]

"Nice. Back home, it's just me and my brother. We learned from military, though. Our old man was a Marine." Right down to the bone. John Winchester had a drill sergeant's soul.

[thatsnotmygun]

"Oorah," Jake said with a small half-salute. "At least you've got someone to watch your back. Never a bad thing, man."