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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[aggresses]

Usually, Basher wouldn't be so contented with being abducted against his will, thrown in an entirely new situation, and told basically fuck-all nothing about where he was and how he got here. Wouldn't have appreciated his mobile being a useless brick (even though it was already a useless brick) that wouldn't do so much as turn on. But this, this was an interesting little thing these kidnappers had going on. Free booze, rampant sex, pretties out the door, fucking against tables, chairs, and even the floor, and no sign of his boss in sight. Despite being alarmed at the ramifications, Sebastian had decided, well, fuck it, this would be his little present to himself. A holiday, just for a little while, until he found out more about how he got here and how he was going to leave.

And the cunts who threw him in here weren't all that bad. They gave him these little beads to trade around for sex, a helluva lot better than throwing down a wad of tenners on some cheap floozy in Camden. As far as Sebastian was concerned, the sex was free, and that had Basher Moran written all over it. Didn't take him long to go through all the beads save the orange and yellow ones, and he'd be damned it anyone was going to wee on him. He'd punch their faces in before that happened. Might consider doing it to someone else after he had a bit more to drink, (didn't see any toilets around anyway, why not?), but until then, he was determined to use up his remaining orange beads.

So. A glance about, and the sniper picked out a few interesting souls he could proposition. Definitely would have at it with that pretty thing in the corner, but the other girls in the area were just... subpar. Which was really saying something if Sebastian was as sloshed as he was. Thinking to try something new, the Colonel eyed a lonely looking man standing around, then slunk over to him. Without asking, Sebastian threw an arm around the man's shoulders and grinned at him, raising a suggestive brow at him.

"'ey mate. I know, not too many lookers here, should walk around a bit if that's what you're in the mood for. But look, got an idea," started Sebastian, rolling an orange bead about in his palm before dropping it into the other man's hand. "you and me and her."

A hand gestured out to a long-haired blonde leaning against the counter to one of the nearby booths, playing some carnival game. Long legs, thin with a hint of curve, nice arse, what more could a man ask for? "I'll even let you pick which hole you want. 'fraid I don't have a johnny on me, you'll have to do it bare. But don't worry! There's nothing you can catch you can't live with." What... ever that meant. Sebastian nudged the man slightly, still grinning.

[protectandserve]

Joscelin was still on edge after his unfortunate encounter with the man who had helped him look for Phedre when, out of nowhere, a man threw an arm over his shoulder. He was obviously intoxicated and blathering nonsense and Joscelin had had enough. He reached up deliberately, taking hold of the man's wrist and turning out of his grasp, twisting the arm at the same time. "Elua, people here are mad."

For once the irritation was obvious in his voice. He was ruffled, he was tired, and he wasn't in the mood for drunk men to be propositioning him for licentious acts that he had absolutely no interest in.

[aggresses]

That did not feel good. Not that he totally blamed the man for not wanting to participate, after all, it wasn't the first time he'd been rejected for his abject sleaziness. It was just the manner in which the man chose to go about it that had Sebastian snarling, fingers curling into a fist. The motion wasn't enough to warrant a punch in the face, even in Sebastian's questionable state, but it was enough to have the Colonel wrenching his arm away and shoving hard at the other man.

"A simple nah, not into that would have fucking sufficed, dickhead." growled Sebastian, upper lip curling. Bringing himself to a (somewhat) stable stand, Sebastian brushed himself down, glaring daggers at the man he'd propositioned, before a thought occurred to him. Here really hadn't been specified, and it might be nice to know where here was. Also if here had anything to do with Jim. The glare was replaced with something between a sulk and a scowl, and Sebastian sobered up a bit to clench his remaining beads tight in his fist.

"Where's here anyway? What is this, some sort of test? You met anyone named Jim yet?" slurred Sebastian. So much for sobering up, he supposed. "Because this isn't like any whorehouse I've been too. Too... too big, that's for bloody sure."

[protectandserve]

Joscelin took a step back at the shove, regaining his balance quickly. Sebastian was drunk and too off-balance to push him down. He crossed his arms, eyeing the drunkard with what would be withering disdain to most people. "I suppose you weren't listening to our welcome. If you were, I know nothing more about it than you."

And while Joscelin had in fact met Jim, the man hadn't been polite enough to introduce himself. "I am certain this is not a whorehouse, if only because nobody is taking any money for their services." He wondered if punching this man would sober him up or if it would only get him involved in a truly humiliating spectacle. He had to restrain himself- fighting would do no good except relieving his temper and that was against his oaths.

[aggresses]

Damn his love of liquor and scantily-clad women. They'd be the death of him. Or at least be the reason he'd be coming away with a few missing teeth by the end of this. Ah well, nothing the exorbitant salary his boss paid him couldn't handle. The glance cast in his direction was met with amusement: not the first time someone had given him a look like that. Cute. Basher pulled away from the other man for a second to wander over to a booth, half-listening to whatever the blond twat had to say, half preoccupied with finding himself another glass of whatever the fuck this place was going to offer him.

Returning with a cup of something vaguely sweet and somewhat drinkable, the sniper knocked back half of his drink and swallowed with a grin. "Oh, I was listening all right. Don't mean that you couldn't of picked up something while you were being a fucking bore in the corner." said Sebastian, raising his glass to the man before downing it.

Punching Sebastian probably wouldn't sober him up, but it certainly would get his blood going. Drinking, fucking, and now fighting? Now that was Sebastian's idea of a good time. Shame the rotters who brought him here had been so kind as to take away his gun. Then again, it's not very gentlemanly to bring a gun to a fist fight, now is it? "Huh." said the sniper, looking around, then back to the other man. "But they, uhm, they got the beads. 'slike money. Just... free money. You got those, didn't you? If you're not going to use them, give them to me."

Despite the fact he was well aware the man didn't like him, the Colonel put out his hand, palms open and fingers outstretched. Seemed like a perfectly logical conclusion to ask for something someone wasn't going to use anyway. "And if you change your mind, you can just come and find ole' Basher Moran and we'll have ourselves a great time... uh," a pause. "Sorry, don't think I caught your name?"

And this is precisely why his boss hates it when he drinks.