Test Drive Meme: The Overflow

[arielmods]

PLEASE CONTINUE YOUR THREADS OVER AT THE LATEST OVERFLOW POST, THANK YOU.

CITY OF ARIEL: THE TEST DRIVE THE OVERFLOW Since the last post is fast approaching 3k comments and getting laggy for some of our players, we have decided to go ahead and stick up the overflow post. 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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[pulledfromthepit]

[Beer in hand, Dean's wandering the crowd and whistling merrily. When in Rome, right? Of course, this place makes Rome look prim and proper.

His eyes roam over the crowd, still looking for that elusive brother of his... or another likely candidate to pass some time with. What he sees is a kind of surly looking guy standing on the edge of the crowd. Curious, Dean wanders over.]

Just wake up?

[volatility]

[Mello is a little more at ease, now, but that doesn't mean that he entirely trusts Setsuna. That wouldn't be wise this early on. He does, however, take what is offered, but holds off on eating it until Setsuna himself eats some — a good move, because it encourages Mello to try the chocolate for himself, something he is all-too glad to do when he identifies it as such. He won't thank Setsuna a second time, but Mello gives him a small, genuine smile before popping it in his mouth. It's good, and exactly what Mello needs. He hasn't eaten any chocolate since his arrival, and while he doesn't need it, it is a habit he prefers to have fulfilled.

He chooses to follow Setsuna to the edge of the building, taking a seat beside him — a little close, arm almost brushing against Setsuna's. He doesn't tend to be one for small talk or prolonging interactions when business is done, but Mello understands the importance of forging alliances through communication. He also finds that he doesn't mind the idea of keeping this going a little longer. But that's probably the chip talking.

He, too, watches the barren land outside of the city.]

You know, even though it's so dead out there, that doesn't mean nothing can grow. I bet the city put more money into research, instead of sex, they'd be able to figure something out. They have the technology to put chips in our heads to control us, but they don't know how to fix this mess? I find that hard to believe.

Davesprite || Homestuck || OTA

[cawfullyironic]

((ooc: Continuing from here and open to all new things! ))

For Skylar

[dukefuckinwayne]

continued from here

Hey, I ain't fuckin' twelve, c'mon. [He grins anyway though.] What, you got a better name for a porno?

Setsuna F. Seiei | Gundam 00 | OTA

[bursting]

[ Setsuna is simply taking the situation in stride, as he does most things, though he can't help the clamor in the back of his mind, somewhat muted but present nonetheless—Gundam, friends, family. All equally pressing, all equally important, all part of the eternal mission that awaited him aboard the Ptolemy, circling the world as a silent protector, as a home to replace the one that had burned to ashes long ago.

But this world wasn't so different, at least in the sense that it needed change, reform, just as much as the last. He'd scouted the city limits, seen the destruction firsthand. He's not too keen on staying, given its so-called rules, but nor is he jumping the gun on leaving, either; perhaps he could make a difference here, however small, before heading back. His comrades were strong. They could fight on without him for a short while.

The pilot has seated himself at an outdoor bar, ordered a drink, though keen eyes might catch he's ignoring it in favor of observing the chaos of his surroundings. People coming and going, laughter, raucousness, sex, and the occasional flash of beaded jewelry. He's noting every detail, no matter how minor, fingering his own array of beads—red, blue, and grey—while watching the crowd. ]

(( Second verse, same as the first, and same rules apply. All beads welcome save yellow, and anyone is welcome to tag, as before. Pure CR, smut, whatever floats your boat. Come at me, bros. ))

sob, I know nothing about her. But, awesome!

[halfassed]

Nothing about this place is clear, and it makes Clint doubt the reality of his own senses. It was all so perfect. It was crystal, shined glass. It was everything he'd ever wanted.

He remembers pain, after that.

A shake of his head, like he's trying to dislodge something from an ear.

His elbow's on the bar, the drink against his palm. The alcohol has already dulled some of the disorientation. He can blame it on slight drunkenness, instead of -- whatever it is.

He lifts his eyes to the woman next to him. "This isn't settled for you?" Parties he can deal with. He thinks he can deal with them, anyway.

[volatility]

[Mello isn't backing down, but he also isn't pushing the limit. He bangs his fist against the wall, right beside Matt's head, but does not make contact with Matt's body.]

I'm treating you like shit because you made me think that you had something valuable to say, some sort of plan in place, and instead you're talking about how you want to jerk me off in an alley.

[Mello is furious at Matt, but he's furious at himself, too. To get so caught up, the let Matt get the better of him like that, to actually go so far as to kissing him.

Finally he lets up, grabs his shirt from the ground and pulls it over his shoulders. He doesn't make eye contact with Matt, because he sure as fuck is not going to get caught up in that again.]

What about Kira, Matt? That's the only thing that matters, and while we're here, he's getting away.

[Or worse, Near is getting even closer to catching him, and Mello won't be around to do anything about it.]

lol it's mostly because of the name ngl.

[eye_of_a_hawk]

"...I meant at home before I found myself here. We'd finally put an end to ..."

She trailed off after a moment, glancing at him before she shook her head.

"I'm guessing you're one of the other new arrivals they were talking about then?"

For Natasha

[theonlyzenone]

"You can say that again," he snorts, looking down a moment into his bottle. He takes a swig of it and leans forward a little bit, elbows on his knees.

"You think we'll be getting out?"

[codedvixen]

Her breath comes jaggedly, mouth open as a sound of pure contentment makes its way out. "God..."

Sky's one hand is still in his hair, the other bracing herself on his shoulder. An almost liquid pleasure is building low in her stomach, and she tries to keep herself from moving against that erstwhile tongue.

For Kenzi

[theonlyzenone]

He actually let out a short chuckle at that. "That right? Sensitive, ain't you?"

[codedvixen]

Rocco rocks the cas-butt? [She's grinning as she signals for another beer, stubbing out her cigarette in the ashtray.]

Name buddies \o/

[halfassed]

He's not sure. The insides of his brain have been scrambled up more than once, and he doesn't know who to blame. He tosses down the rest of the drink.

"I guess I am." That's all it is: a guess.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Hey, I'm not the one getting my panties in a twist over being a possible gigolo. They might even pay you decently."

[volatility]

[Mello keeps a mostly relaxed demeanor as he walks with Dean, thinking that it is best if they move at a leisurely pace, rather than rushed and with purpose. He does, however, try to avoid making physical contact with the people in the crowd.]

Something urgent. I have an important job to do, and it's time-sensitive, so I need to get back as soon as possible.

[He side-steps a little to avoid an amorous couple, and is glad to see that the crowd is thinning a little.]

I'm also not a fan of the methods this city is using to control the population.

[Not fond of sex island at all.]

[codedvixen]

It's hard not to notice the guy looking like he's been hit upside the head with a plank and left to the wolves. In the spirit of camaraderie and newbie status, she makes her way over, giving him a small tap on the shoulder.

"Hey, you need to sit or something?"

[bursting]

[ Trust is forged over time, but a smile is a promising start. It doesn't hurt that it's surprisingly pleasant on Mello's harsher features. He should smile more often, Setsuna thinks, and is glad when the man decides to join him. And alright, if he doesn't mind it, he'll lean closer, too; it's not as if he hadn't done the same with his fellow Meisters back home, watching the stars. There's nothing sexual about it.

He's pretty sure, anyway. That skin, and that burn...

Setsuna shuts his eyes, and just breathes. ]

In a certain desert of my world, a single flower grows. It is small, and it is fragile, but it is also strong. It stands against the sand and flourishes where it shouldn't. It dares to do what should be impossible.

[ He opens them again, halfway, a faint gold circling his irises. ]

I believe we are capable of the same. Even if they hide the truth from us, we can find it. We can grow, and we can flourish in the midst of despair.

Because that is also the nature of mankind.

[denkou]

I went from school to school a few times, too, so I know what you mean, there.

[Of course, she's not going to say she usually got asked to leave. That wouldn't exactly leave the best impression.

They pass by a few food booths and Makoto keeps an eye out for Usagi. She may have come here with nowhere else to go.

...the food does look pretty good, though. Even if the flower arrangements that grace the picnic tables are completely wrong, and that earns the tiniest little critical look from her.]

I think all that's stuff you just have to get over to grow up.

[halfassed]

The tap causes a cascade of tension. A quick turn, muscles tense, locking almost into a fighting position before he forces himself to relax. It's only a split-second of loss of control.

"It's gonna take a lot more than one drink to get me off my feet."

He's fine. His brains have been diced and scrambled and possibly deep-fried, but he's fine.

He focuses on the newcomer, eyes narrowed. "Who're you?"

[denkou]

[She stares at him for a second after he pats her arm and as he speaks; then, after his little shounen hero speech, she can't help but chuckle.

Oh, someone out there must be looking after her.]

Go figure I'd meet someone exactly like her...

[codedvixen]

She backs up as he turns, half-expecting a fist to come flying at her. Not exactly what she'd been expecting, but it didn't really surprise her. Some of the 'new guests' weren't entirely happy with their situation.

"Hey, I'm just trying to be neighborly, or something. I'm Sky. Skylar Jordan. A new arrival to Pornomania. You?"

[halfassed]

"Yeah." He's still tense, but it's defensive-tense now, not somebody-come-pick-on-me-I-will-punch-your-lights-out-into-next-Thursday tense. "I guess I am." It's not really all that clear. He thinks he fought with Natasha. Was that recently...? It must have been.

"Hawkeye," he says, finally. Codename, not real name.

[noblesnow]

[Ah, those things. Very distracting. Reika is used to having people her age around, so it doesn't stand out to her, but since she's pretty sure this is all a plot to kill everyone and she's unusually helpless to stop it, it kind of balances out. Either way, she's specifically scanning the crowds for girls her age, so she doesn't even notice the approach of someone older and more male until he speaks.]

--oh. Yes, my friends should be around here somewhere...

[codedvixen]

"Well, Hawkeye, you don't exactly look like the festival type, no offense. Though, they don't really give you a whole lot of time to absorb it before they chuck you out."

And she was still more than moderately miffed that her toys were on the fritz and she'd had something implanted in her head.

[kingside]

[Despite Lelouch's lack of-- practical experience when it comes to acts of a more carnal nature, he isn't sheltered. He knows what sex is, thank you very much, had seen more than his fair share of girls in skimpy outfits, string bikinis, bunny costumes, and so on, it's not like any of this is new to him, he can fill in the blanks (thanks for nothing, Milly), but for something on this scale--

He catches sight of something he really wishes he hadn't (actually rather tame, a woman with her hand cupping and massaging her male partner, but really, is that any way to behave), closes his eyes tightly, and keeps walking, only daring to open his eyes after the very real danger of tripping and falling flat on his face (or on someone) becomes too real to ignore. There's a red stain across his cheeks that won't go away, like the world's worst sunburn, but if these people would just behave decently, like upstanding, moral beings, stop touching each other, he'd be fine. Really.

Then the real work could begin.

He releases a puff of exasperated breath, sweeps aside his bangs, and alters course, heading for a convenient outdoor bar largely as a means to sit and calm down, regroup. He hasn't the time to play this city's games; there's still so much to be done and not enough time to do it. How can he complete Zero Requiem if he's trapped in this place? Focus. Think. To escape these walls, find a way to his home... where does he even begin?

Delicately, he removes his jeweled hat from his head and sets it down at his elbow, eyes closing again. The ornamentation is unnecessary in his current circumstances, but some of the costumes he's seen are gaudier. Besides, these clothes are the only anchor he has right now; why cast them aside when he's already so hopelessly at sea?]