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Test Drive Meme: The Overflow
PLEASE CONTINUE YOUR THREADS OVER AT THE LATEST OVERFLOW POST, THANK YOU.
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 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: 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. 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 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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Again with the smile, which actually this actually made her smile in return. Well, wasn't that... cute. Despite the smile, she shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant.] Sure. Why not? So far you seem like the only sane person here. [She was glad, as an afterthought, he hadn't been offended by her insertion that he needed someone to take care of him at all. But the label as 'friends' used, her smile faltered for a moment, looking uneasy. Her last group of friends had all been hurt due to their connection with her. Ed had been hurt numerous times in various ways. Mary had been killed. Sam had been shot and kidnapped. Jake had been shot and killed. Even Heather had been rendered temporarily blind. Where was the benefits of being her friend when she still had the Curse of Gaia hanging over her head to bestow upon anymore who was near her. She decided to ignore the word and address the rest of what he said. There was a lot of reasons for her to be ashamed of her ability to fight. She'd been taught the skills by her father as a way to defend herself in stupid, dangerous situations that her lack of fear threw her in. It wasn't something she herself had went out and tried to gain.] Well, it's not like I asked to be able to fight. My father taught me so I could defend myself since my brain wasn't going to allow me to do it for myself.
[When he took off his jacket, she averted her eyes. It wasn't that it was a big deal. In fact, if the noises from outside couldn't still be here with the strange feelings that the sights and noises had stirred within her gone away without the visual simulations in her face now, she probably wouldn't have thought much of it at all. There was a few times only she could recall these sort of things in her mind. Once was with Sam before she knew he was Sam and Heather's current boyfriend. And Ed. But she'd experienced a lot with Ed that she hadn't with anyone else. With his easy nature, boyish charm, and ability to not care about what crazy things were going on in her life at the time. Once he had removed the jacket, she turned back to him.] Yeah, it is a little hot. [She didn't have any outer layer to take off innocently like he did. She was just wearing her normal jeans and t-shirt. To take anything off to try to cool down she'd be left in her bra and panties.] Uh, sure. Yeah. I'm great over here. [She forced a strained smile, but at least the attempt was sincere.
She scoffed.] What the hell does he know? Are you... solving cases? Finding answers or whatever the fuck detectives do? If so, then I think you're doing just fine myself. I don't see a reason for you to subjugate what you want to do for whatever someone else wants you to do whether it's your father or this Lenny. If I did what other people wanted me to, I'd be dead or in jail or joining the CIA or something like my father wants. [She paused briefly, reaching up and brushing some hair behind her ear. When she dropped her head, it actually landed on Johnny's leg for a moment accidentally before she moved it away again with only a briefly hesitation.] Families are fucking complicated anyway.
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Heh, I'm sure there are others out there like us. [Was he going to try and find them? Heck no. Not when all of that was happening right now. His head was starting to clear up a little, but he still felt uneasy. Aroused, when he had no reason to feel that way. Gaia was attractive, but he wasn't some skeevy pervert that wanted to jump someone he barely knew.
Despite how he looked, Johnny was actually pretty hard to kill, thanks to all the Malice inside his body. He had even been fatally stabbed by Killer, and it just awakened the being within him. He was resilient for someone his size and age, especially considering the fact that he had been dead for five years before his father revived him.]
Your dad was smart to do that. Lenny doesn't want me to fight, but I don't wanna sit around and get hurt if something happens, you know? [He shrugged a little.] It isn't safe everywhere in the world.
Do you need this? [He held up his jacket, offering it to her.] The ground's kinda hard. You can sit on this, if you want.
Yeah, I get cases all the time. I mean, some of them are kinda dumb. People are always asking me to find lost cats. I don't just wanna do that all the time.
[His eyes widened with surprise at hearing her possible career options. This sounded like a strong-willed woman on a mission.] Dead or in jail? Who wants to kill you? Man, I didn't know girls could join the CIA. [Bodyguard duties was more for men, as sexist as that sounded. It was just unheard of, in his time period.]
You got that- [Her touch, brief as it was, threw him off-course enough to forget the rest of his sentence. When she moved her hand away, Johnny reacted without thinking and snatched up her wrist within his fingers. He realized his own action after a few seconds and let go of Gaia, apologizing sheepishly.] S-sorry...
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If there is more people like us than they are probably doing the same thing we are. [She didn't want to admit that they seemed to be hiding. Since she didn't feel fear, she didn't hide. She faced her problems and threats against her welling-being head on. But normally her threats weren't half-dressed or naked engaging in intimate acts right in the open for everyone to see. Normally, they just were waving guns or had martial arts backgrounds that served as their weapons which she could easily disarm and take down.
She rolled her eyes when he said that her father was smart to train her. Was it smart? She never could quite figure it out for herself. It was just something she had accepted and dealt with whether she liked it or not.] Everyone should be able to defend themselves. Even people who I know could defend themselves didn't stand a fucking chance in some situations and those who can't... well, they just never stood a fucking chance. [She finished her thoughts in soft voice, recalling again all the people who had been hurt or killed because of her. She'd never meant for it to happen, but it did. It always did.
She quickly shook her head at the offer of the jacket.] No. I'm okay.
[She smiled when he mentioned cases about lost cats.] Do you find the cats at least?
[She let out a dark laugh at both his surprise and questions.] Who doesn't fucking what to kill me? My psycho uncle. My even more crazy grandfather. Oh and let's not forget all those people who have chance at killing me who would rather I fucking die. Even my own foster mother put out a fucking hit on me. Granted, she took the bullet for me. Literally. But the fact is she and her husband, my foster father and one of my father's supposed good old friends, turned on me too. [She looked at him with confusion beyond her black humor at the question.] Girls can't join the CIA? Of course they can! My father trained me to fucking join. I think that's part of the reason he taught me marital arts and made me study literature and the classics and know calculus before I was like twelve. He wants me to follow in his footsteps.
[She was a bit taken back when he stopped mid-sentence and then reached out to take her wrist. But he let it go quickly. There was something she certainly almost liked from his touch. But he'd let it go. She let it drop midair, resting close to his leg. Her eyes looked down for a moment and then back up at his face.] Are you really sorry?
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Wherever they are, I hope they're safe. You never know, those people could go crazy and attack others. [He, out of all people, knew what it meant to act based on pure instinct. He would never forget how he attacked the rest of his party when he was in his Awaker form. He didn't like losing control of himself, and given the way he was feeling right now, it was creeping toward that direction again. The uneasiness that came with being trapped behind a glass wall, unable to break free of invisible binds.]
In that case, we can help them out. [Johnny answered in a reasonable tone.] We know how to fight. We can defend people that aren't as prepared or trained as us.
Of course! [He declared with a proud grin.] You'd be surprised how many people catnapped them. Not all of them ran away on their own.
[The blond pulled his arm back and set it down next to his side, listening intently to Gaia.]
Your whole family's after you? [In a twisted way, it sounded like what he went through with Gra-Lady. In the end, he had been the one to strike the final blow. He frowned, and shook his head to clear away that memory. He needed to focus on the present.] Why do they hate you so much?
Maybe it's a California thing... [He mused thoughtfully.] I haven't heard of any girls in New York City working in the CIA.
W-well... [He honestly didn't know how to answer that without sounding like a pervert. He could still feel the warmth of her hand on his leg, through his jeans. It had felt... nice. More than nice. He just wanted to be touched. Damn his hormones, acting up now at a time like this.] I think I might be sick. I don't know what's wrong, though... [His cheeks were flushed and the back of his neck was hot. He didn't understand why his body was reacting this way, except to simply blame it on puberty.]
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Attack others? They seem too damned preoccupied to even consider attacking someone else. Other than maybe jumping some person passing by and trying to coerce them into joining in. [She smiled with amusement. She really couldn't see anyone disengaging themselves from what they were already doing to attack someone in a violent way. Maybe in a way that could be considered indecent or sexual harassment, but not in order to intentionally harm someone. They were seemingly having too much fun just throwing caution to the wind and trying to get whatever pleasure they could and wanted.
She continued to actually smile for longer this time. The sheer noble intentions of his words was a sentiment she both could understand and couldn't. She threw around her self-righteous agenda to explain some of her less popular choices, but she wasn't sure how noble she really was. She'd put her friends and those she loved in dangerous countless times for no real reason but it was who she was. How noble was that? How wrong was that? It was just something she had trouble forgiving herself for no matter how hard she tried to.] Sure we can. We can kick the ass of any lowlife who tries to mess with them.
[She laughed a little. She wasn't sure if he was being serious or not, but the words were still funny to her.] All cats need to find a good home, I guess.
[She shrugged, trying to act like it didn't bother her. Of course, it bothered her. How could it not? Her uncle had turned into a psychopathic terrorist after he raped her mother on her parents' wedding night by posing as her father, his brother. Then he'd terrorized the world at large until he had focused on her and tried to get her loyalty which he never could have garnered. Then there was her grandfather who had actually helped turn Oliver into Loki by kidnapping him and holding him prison for years as a way to make him pay for crimes against his daughter. Only to get captured by Loki himself and then when he escaped from that prison, bring her first love Sam back to life and to New York, and sic the aunt and cousin she never knew she had on them who then of course tried to kill her as well out of jealousy. After all this time, the more she thought about it the more it all felt screwed up. Her whole family was screwed up. Even her father, one of the sanest out of all of them, had abandoned her for years in order to try to protect after her uncle Oliver had killed her mother when he was trying to kill his brother. Maybe Katia, her mother, was the only actual sane on in the entire family. Except maybe D. D had been locked away in that mental hospital his whole life. Who knew who he could have been if he hadn't been? Gaia knew she was screwed up personally herself. She'd never deny it. How with this family history could she not be?] It's... a long story. [For all her hesitance and long pause before she answered, her answer was vague and short. It wasn't that she was leaving room for no questions. It was just she didn't think some guy she just met wanted to hear about her tragic family history and how most of them were psychopathic or how they valued her for her fearless gene. They wanted to use her if they wanted her at all. But mostly, they just seemed to want her dead when they realize she wasn't going to just join them.
She shook her head.] No, it's not. It's.. a CIA thing. But I'm not joining anyway. I have no fucking desire to be turned into a fearless, female version of my father. [She may have forgiven her father for abandoning her, being able to understand the desire to protect those you love. But it didn't mean she was going to follow int his footsteps and do what he wanted. He had abandoned her for years, which took away a lot of his right to tell her what to do with her life in the first place.
She cocked her head to the side, looking at him intently. He looked... flushed and she felt flushed. Well, she felt unusually and strangely hot. It was like the temperature had jumped a hundred degrees in the matter of minutes.] Sick? I don't think there's a doctor around here. [A normal girl might reach other and feel his head, to see if he had a fever or to offer him water or something else. But Gaia was typical. She didn't have a nurturing bone in her body.]
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Exactly, like sexual assault. I wouldn't put it past them. [He looked at her and his cheeks colored a little.] At least I don't have to worry about them taking you down, right?
All right, we'll be partners on this. [He held up a hand so she could high-five him. Despite his real age, he was mentally sixteen, and had his childish moments every once in a while.
Johnny smiled in response to her laugh. Gaia didn't seem like the type to be happy too often. It was nice to see her smile and hear her laugh. He wanted to help out his new friend in whatever way he could.]
You don't... have to talk about it. [Her story wouldn't bother him, but since he had some skeletons in his own family closet, he could completely understand not wanting to disclose that information. He was curious, not cruel.] Let's get you home first. Then we can talk about it, once we're out of here.
[He nodded in agreement.] Do what you wanna do. You don't have to follow in your dad's footsteps. Isn't that why you're going to the university?
I doubt it... I wouldn't take anything they gave me, anyway. I'm not gonna trust them. [He was getting more and more uncomfortable by the minute. Thank God for the jacket in his lap; he could feel his jeans getting tighter, more constrictive.] I think... [He shook his head and clenched his fists in an effort to stay still, trying to keep his cool as long as possible.] There's something I gotta take care of.
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[She made a face. She'd thought that exact same thing.] Well if they start that shit, we will kick some ass. No one should fucking get away with that. Now if someone wants to do it as their own choice, then well, I guess more power to them but... sexual assault is a different fucking story. [She had tried to bait and kick the ass of enough lowlifes in the park to know that as big as they sometimes talked, the harder they fell and the more their shortcomings actually were.] Oh, no one is going to take me down anywhere and in any way. Stronger, sicker, and more violent people have tried and failed.
[The fact he raised his hand for a high five amused her greatly. Who high-fived anymore? But she actually found herself laughing and raising her hand, high-fiving him like he offered, rather than scoffing at the gesture.] I don't think anyone's called me their partner before. You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.
[The way he read her mood of not being forthcoming with information actually surprised her. There was a bit of a boyish attitude and charm about him, but he clearly still had the ability to be intuitive, which she really didn't, and kind. He seemed to want to be understanding rather than pushing her to explain what she normally didn't.] Yeah, when we get home. I think we have enough to deal with right now-- [She gestured toward the door of the tent.] --then to try to rehash ancient family history now. Don't you?
[She nodded, a bit surprised he was keeping up with her rambling on the topics. It was almost exactly why she was going to university. She'd need a degree to be in the CIA, but she still had no plans to go there.
The things that the people in this city might be giving out in the guise of medication might just be horrible. Or maybe it was what had gotten into everyone to begin with. Now that he mentioned it, the idea of drinking or eating anything from here wasn't the best either. What if everyone was drugged or laced with something? She nodded.] Yeah, I wouldn't take anything either. Who knows what fucking drugs they put in things around here? [She eyed him carefully when he said he had to take care of something. What did he have to take care of? Her hand shot out to lay on his arm. This time she didn't pull it back. She let it lay there and actually moved forward, shifting off the floor and actually moving over to sit on her knees. Now she was just... so close. She had no idea other than the urges she had been trying to fight since she practically got here why she was doing much of anything. But something just told her she wanted to, that she should. That she should do something. But what?] What do you have to take care of? Can I help? [The questions surprised her. They were so soft which was unlike her normally brazen and loud nature.]
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Sounds like you've really had it rough, Gaia. [His voice was soft with sympathy. No one deserved to go through so much. Half of the people he had traveled with, suffered some kind of great tragedy in their life. As childish as it might sound, he didn't think it was fair. Who decided all this crap, anyway?]
Hey, you'd better watch out too! [He joked, grinning with good humor.] He'll never admit it, but I know I've driven Lenny crazy sometimes. I used to get into trouble a lot too, when I was a kid. My sister would- [He cut himself off; he still loved Grace and thought about her often, but he didn't want to dwell too long on the topic of his own family.] A-anyway...
[A light bulb went on inside his head at absorbing her words.] Maybe that's what's wrong with people... They could've been drugged. [That brief distraction was a sweet blessing, and quickly dashed away when Gaia moved toward him. Her hand was on his arm - she was touching him again. Direct skin contact this time, since his jacket was off. Johnny released a shaky exhale and looked up, just in time to make eye contact with the other blonde.]
U-uh... [He stammered nervously, stalling for time. He knew how his hormones wanted to answer, but he couldn't say something like that!] I-I should do it myself... [His hands started to fidget in his lap, fingers twisting and turning out of embarrassment. His jacket was a great shield for the growing bulge within his jeans.] It's kinda... private.
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She frowned. She didn't like sympathy. She didn't want sympathy.] Well, part of the shit I went looking for myself if that makes it better? Or worse. [She smirked, trying to show never it really bothered her.
She continued to laugh.] Well from what I hear of this damned Lenny, I don't like him anyway. I wouldn't put any fucking stock in his opinion. I just need to form my own. I always do fucking anyway. [She paused, looking at him with interest. She knew it was only fair to offer the same courtesy as he had her and not prompt him when he clearly didn't want to finish his sentence, but she couldn't help it. Just a little prodding wouldn't hurt, right?] Your sister would what?
If they were drugged how are we to actually help a whole city of drugged zombies? [Her only real experience with drugs was with the Rodke's little sibling rivalry and desire to market the fearless drug of 'Invincible'. She hadn't liked that experience at all, especially when Jake had been killed for it. She had no idea how to really start the helping the people.
She looked at him, not moving her arm. He hadn't moved his arm away yet so why should she? If he moved away, she would. Maybe. She hoped. Looking at him imploringly, she tried not to look as nervous as he seemed. Weren't guys supposed to be more aggressive? She wasn't throwing herself at him, but he looked almost nervous. If he wasn't interested in her being close to him, he would have already pushed her away as she kept getting closer and closer. But did she want him to be interested? She had such little experience, she really didn't know what to think. All she knew was what wasn't logical which was the feelings and urges coursing through her without her permission. Her tone just continued to be soft and quiet as she implored him stubbornly. She was trying to be nice about it, but she wasn't really the considerate type.] Well, you said we were fucking partners. Am I supposed to just leave you stranded on your own already? I might not have experience in the damned area, but I don't think partners just... just desert each other to their own devices. [She paused before nudging him just a little, almost flirtatiously.] What is that you should take care of yourself?
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[His head was getting less dizzy and he could focus more, though he wasn’t sure if he actually preferred that or not. He was very much aware of how hot it was getting inside the tent, and he couldn’t deny his bodily urges. The moans and other noises from outside weren’t helping at all either.]
Oh, so you’re a troublemaker too? [He asked her with a teasing grin, hoping to take away that frown. He seemed to do that a lot, upset her with something he said, when he didn’t mean to.] Maybe I’d better warn people not to mess with ya.
Nah, he’s a good guy. He takes care of me. [Johnny assured, light green eyes gazing off to the side as he thought about home.] He’s just a dork sometimes. He worries about me ‘cause he doesn’t want anything bad to happen. He’s been with the family for years. [He was surprised Gaia wanted him to finish that sentence, and he turned back to her with a nervous little smile creasing his lips.] She’d stick up for me. My sister always looked out for me. [A long pause before he revealed quietly.] She and my dad died in an accident almost four years ago.
[It wasn’t a subject he wanted to linger on for too long, so he quickly moved forward.] I don’t think the effects can last forever… or there’s probably some way they can counteract it. [He frowned, pursing his lips together in determination.] If only I can use magic here… then maybe I could cure them.
[He submitted to a moment of childish curiosity and laid one finger down on her arm, aimlessly tracing a pattern over it. After his father and sister had died, he wasn’t showered with much affection anymore. (Lenny didn’t count.) He could act like a tough guy if he had to, but who didn’t want to have friends and other normal, simple things like being touched?
And Gaia, she was really pretty and intense – badass, even. There was no way she would ever look at him like anything more than just a… kid brother. The last time Johnny thought a girl was interested in him, he had been totally wrong. Okay, so Aya was really a Ring Spirit, but still a girl, nevertheless. Then, there was Shania. He’d had feelings for her since the beginning of their journey. He didn’t know how she felt about him, and considering his track record with women…]
Yeah, we are. [He nodded.] We’re gonna work together.
[If he was in his right mind, he could refuse a lot more easily. He didn’t want to take advantage of Gaia just because she happened to be nearby when he was feeling hormonal. Really, what would she think of him if he did something like that?] It… wouldn’t be right. [And yet, he didn’t take his finger off her arm.] I’d be… using you. [The color in his cheeks darkened at her last question. He returned his own inquiry.] Are you… feeling kinda weird too?
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[It was getting harder to really focus on what he said. Well, not what he said but what he meant by what he said. With everything she was thinking and feeling, she could easily find herself trying to do what she never did in this regard. She could try to force a second meaning beneath his words, a suggestion that simply wasn't there.] Some people would say I was a troublemaker. And yeah, you should warn people not to mess with me first and then I won't have to fuck with them right back. It'd be the easier thing to do all around. [She shifted in her seat trying to make herself more comfortable.
She smiled a little over the boy's defensive of Lenny. It was sweet and just another thing that added to his already established boyish charm. Instead of arguing and forcing her opinion - or lack of one - obnoxiously, she just nodded. She was getting good at just nodding and shrugging.] Oh. [This was a territory she didn't like to enter. With all her screwed up family history, she had no idea how to respond properly to a genuine loss. She may have lost her mother - and then her father abandoned her. Then she discovered her brother, D, housed his whole life in a mental hospital, but it was still something she wasn't used to. She was learning, but it was just a slow progress. For how smart she was, for how street smart she was, a genuine connection with someone that called for a genuine wish of condolences was something she lacked.] Uh, that's... horrible.
[Her forehead creased as she looked at him with confusion. She was all for trying to cure these people from this sexual insanity, but the use of the word magic puzzled her.] Magic?
[Her eyes dropped down to where his finger suddenly was idly touching her arm, her skin, tracing patterns over it that left a strangely hot path in its wake. Once her gazed had lingered on the sight without moving back, she looked back up at him with a near smile.] So then... then what do you need help with? As your partner, I should help you? [Once again, her tone was soft and imploring, like she was trying to gently guide him into the right direction without meaning to. She didn't want to manipulate someone. She'd had enough of that in her own life from personal experience. But was it manipulating someone when he didn't seem to want to actually fight? Or to know entirely what he wanted?]
What can't be right? God. I have no idea... What is normal anymore? Normal for my life is fucking overrated. [She scooted even closer, her hand running up his arm now slowly. She had no idea what she was doing other than what she felt like doing.] Using me for what? Is it using me if I... if I want to? And I've been used before... this doesn't feel like I'm being used. [She paused before she shrugged and nodded a little.] Yeah, I am feeling a little weird, but that's not new to me and it's not... necessarily bad.
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Johnny smiled weakly at her and managed a slight shrug. Family was a very big deal for him, but he didn’t want to stay down in the dumps. Every time he started thinking about Grace and how she had sacrificed her life for him… but then she slaughtered Shania’s entire tribe and… Damn, he really didn’t want to focus attention on this subject right now. Better to drop it for the time being and pick it up later, if he needed to.]
Uh huh. [He reached into his pocket and took out one of the Crests from his Stellar Chart, showing the small glowing item to Gaia.] We can cast magic spells with this. It uses up energy, though, so we can’t keep doing it forever. It feels like there’s something blocking my magical energy. I can’t focus any of it to cast a spell.
[If he blushed any harder, all the blood rushing away from his head just might make him pass out. Honestly, he was glad she could be so forward with him. She was asking him things he wouldn’t have the nerve to ask himself.] Uh… [He tipped his head down, looking at how close she was getting to him.
He didn’t have the courage to tell her outright, so he moved his jacket aside for a minute, letting her see the front of his jeans. He covered himself up again, cheeks still flamed bright red.] S-see what I mean? It’s probably ‘cause of… all the stuff that’s going on outside.
[And there was his curiosity getting the better of him again, prompting him to ask.] Not bad? Does it just go away for girls? [He honestly had no idea how girls solved the problem. He didn’t have very much experience with them, and in the 1920s, it wasn’t proper for girls to discuss things like sex and pleasure. There was a name for girls like that. Gaia’s open frankness didn’t bother him, though. If she knew what she wanted, she had every right to go after it.]
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[She decided to let it go herself. He'd done her a favor by letting it go for her, but she couldn't help her curiosity that poked at her. She kept herself in check, though, and didn't ask anymore at his silence. When he pulled something out of his pocket, she frowned at the sight, not sure what to think. What was that? It looked strange and not like anything she'd seen before. Her confusions showed on her face as she looked up at him from an angle. At his little explanation, she wasn't sure if he was crazy or not. Or if she thought he was. D could sense auras, apparently, and she didn't have a fear gene. But... magic? Spells? It all seem way too far-fetched to her. Despite herself, she couldn't help but ask in a doubtful tone.] You can cast spells?
[His obvious nervousness should have her backing off by now, but she didn't feel like it. Despite his uncertainty until he was pushing her away, she simply didn't want to back off. If he wanted her to move away or not touch him, he could let her know somehow. She waited for him to stop faltering so much and actually say anything to her. When he moved the jacket, she dropped her eyes to his lap. Well, at least the external stimuli or strange internal desire wasn't only effecting her. It almost made her feel relieved, but also excited. She felt excited that that wasn't having the only one who was arousal for no real reason. It wasn't that the boy wasn't cute and she did seem to have a thing about falling for someone without really knowing them. Looking back up at him, she nodded slowly, a small smile on her lips.] Probably. I think the way I feel is due to that too. It's hard hearing all that, knowing what the fuck is going on out there and not... not think about it.
[She shook her head.] It doesn't just go away exactly, but isn't not as noticeable for a girl. [She gestured toward his lap to prove her point that it was quite obvious with a guy. Guys couldn't really hide it.] We can deal with it mostly the same way a guy does. [Nodding down again at his lap, she couldn't help but ask.] So that's what you need help with... do you want my help with it - as your partner here that is? The sooner it's dealt with the sooner you can... think about other things?
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Yeah! Lots of ‘em. [He made a gesture at the small glowing orb.] I can cast elemental spells, like fire, and even healing spells. I’d show you, but I can’t right now. Remind me when I get my energy back.
[His nervousness was derived from complete inexperience, not any disgust toward her. He didn’t know how to treat girls romantically, let alone how to deal with them in sexual situations. Gaia was pretty, she was feisty, and she was nice company. He didn’t want to do anything that would screw up their friendship, not after such a short time.]
R-really? [Bright green eyes lit up in surprise.] W-wow… I’ve never heard girls say that before. [He might have caught a few glimpses here and there of some “adult talk” from lonely housewives in the neighborhood, but they seemed to talk in a language that he didn’t understand. Like a secret code for women.]
I, uh… [This was completely embarrassing to admit, but so far, it seemed like telling the truth was the right way to go with Gaia.] I dunno what to do. I mean, with you. [Whoops, that came out wrong. Panic time! He started waving his arms around, feeling flustered.] I mean, not that I’m not gonna do anything to you! I’m not like that, really! You’re pretty and everything, but I don’t wanna-! [Dear God, he was rambling now. Open mouth, insert foot.]
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[She eyed the orb in his hand skeptically. She didn't believe him, but she didn't feel that he had also really crazy or dangerous. Dangerous crazy she knew, but he didn't give off that aura. Anyway, D could read auras. If he was here, he probably would tell her this guy had a good one. Gaia was almost sure of it. So, she simply nodded.] When you get your energy back, it'd be interesting to see.
[Gaia looked at him with a mix of amusement and confusion when he said he'd never heard a girl say something like that before. Where was he living in New York that he didn't get bombarded by it? Of course, it was nowhere near this case of physical or mental assault, but it was still there. Girls had no shame anymore. Once, she'd even accidentally shown a sex tape between Heather and Sam in the middle of homeroom when kidnappers told her too.] You've never heard a girl talk about fucking? Or well, not fucking, but sexuality? Where have you been living? Have you been hiding under a damned rock? [While her words might be considered a little brazen, crude, and even mean, but she wasn't doing it on purpose. His words just surprised the hell out of her. With how she was feeling, impulse control and mood or tone control wasn't in her. Hell, normally it wasn't in her reportre to begin with.
Despite how his words could be taken or how he immediately tried to fix it, Gaia laughed. She wasn't sure she'd met a guy who ever would be willing to admit to any sort of inexperience. It was just amusing to her that he'd just admit it. Her hand moved from his arm, but it wasn't to back away or stop. Instead, she shifted so she was directly in front of him and placed both hands on his shoulders.] Chill. It's not like I'm the most fucking experienced. I can just help you with your little problem. My issues isn't as obvious as yours.
[She was dying to get some... some relief herself, but she certainly wasn't going to make him uncomfortable with it. Maybe if she did help him, he wouldn't be as nervous and be more interested in returning the favor in some way. They were partners. Didn't they need to be clear-minded to think this all through logically? Right now she didn't think with the way they both felt - flushed and aroused - either were thinking logically.]
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He shook his head, starting to wonder what was wrong with him. If he hadn’t been dead for those five years, would he have learned all this? Or if Lenny didn’t try to baby him so much? Whatever the reason was, Johnny looked down and mumbled.] Maybe it’s just me being a weirdo again… [It wouldn’t be the first time.]
My agency’s in the Upper West Side of New York City. Most of the girls there talk about school and make-up and boys they like. Sex is “adult talk.” [He made the finger motions to go along with the quotation marks.] It’s not taught in school or anything. I always thought it was something you learned about after you got married? [His curious gaze probed her silently, even as he wondered just how open California was, as a general public.
When Gaia placed her hands on his shoulders, he could feel her warmth seeping right through the thin material of his shirt.] Yeah… I can’t really tell that you… feel like that too. [He was still nervous and unsure of himself, but he didn’t want her to think he was put off by her attitude. Surprised, definitely. He worked up the nerve to raise his hand and brush against her hair with his fingertips. A small gesture, but considering he’d only had platonic contact with girls before…] A-and if you are, I can’t just leave you all… frustrated.
[What was he supposed to do now? Strip out of his clothes? Tell her how to touch him? Johnny really didn’t think he could do that without his face exploding from embarrassment. He felt bad; it was like she had to do everything because he didn’t know anything himself.]
Ugh… [He suddenly groaned and ducked his head lower when another spike of lust seared right through his nerves. His hands curled into tight fists in his lap.] Damn… [This was a powerful feeling, much stronger than any other time before. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could stay sane. Not even in battle, and yet, his mind felt the same strain as if he was fighting, mentally struggling to stop the Malice from affecting him.]
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[She shook her head. That wasn't the New York she knew. The New York she knew was a lot more... open. She wasn't sure if open was the correct term, but it was good enough. People spoke of sex openly and freely where she came from given the right circumstances. There was no reason not to. Everyone seemed to be having sex on a regular basis, besides maybe her. But the idea that it wasn't taught it school made her want to laugh. No health class or sex ed? It just seemed so foreign. The idea of waiting until one was married to have sex wasn't exactly new. It was still one of those things that schools even tried to encourage, but it was still change to hear some guy talk like that. Most guys she knew didn't want to wait until marriage or even being a legal adult. They wanted sex the soonest they could and now.] Did you go into a private school or something? Maybe some high-tier Catholic school? That's the only places I know that wouldn't teach sex ed. So I guess, if you're waiting for marriage, then you're religious anyway? I'm not. I don't have any beliefs like that.
[She nodded.] I do though. I don't know why I do, but I do. [She could only assume it had to do with what she knew what was going on outside, the things she'd seen, and whatever strange thoughts that were running through her head that she seemed to have no control over. When he touched her hair, she smiled fondly at the gesture. His nervousness was still there, but at least he was trying a bit. Until he pushed her away, she still wasn't even teasing the idea of actually moving away.] You could. Let me help you first at least. Then we can fucking discuss me.
[When he groaned, she didn't back away. She kept her hands on his shoulders, staring at him and showing no real apprehension. She definitely wasn't scared. She never got scared. There were times like these that she wished she could be, but she just wasn't capable of it. Maybe it would make things easier that she wasn't scared to do something with a stranger. She moved one of her hands from his shoulder and dropped it on his lap. Ever so slowly, she started to open his pants. He could stop her if he wanted to. Easily.]
(OOC: Sorry it's taking a bit longer for replies. RL is distracting me. I don't know when it will improve exactly again, so please be patient with me. :) )
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The blond shook his head.] No… but I missed a few years of school. I was… in the hospital. [He used the same fabrication Lenny was instructed to spread, apparently by his father. He couldn’t say the real reason he had missed school for five years without opening another huge can of worms.] After I got out, Lenny started teaching me at home. I mean, I’ve heard some guys talk about it and there are books in the library.
[Enough with being noble; his hormones were going to be the death of him if he continued to be all chivalrous like this. Even worse, if his sanity was stretched too thin, he might transform into Awaker. He did not want that to happen. If Gaia helping him would set his mind back on track, it would be better to let her…]
O-okay… [That single word came out in a ragged whisper as his rate of breathing continued to escalate, as if he’d been running around. The rush of lust coursing straight through his senses was powerful; it distracted him too much to be embarrassed anymore. The sound of his zipper being lowered echoed loudly in his ears, and then he felt a cool draft breezing across his stiffened length when he was exposed. Johnny knew what she was doing, what she was about to do, and he didn’t feel like stopping her right now. Not in the least bit.
Bright green irises shone with hazy lust as the blond let another quiet groan slip free. He closed his eyes and tipped his head down even lower, hiding his expression from Gaia. Needing some semblance of support, his hands blindly reached out, accidentally brushing against the sides of her breasts on the way to grabbing her waist.]
(OOC: Oh, no problem! :3 I hope things are going all right for you! Take care of yourself.)
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So you were home schooled! Oh that makes sense. [She wasn't trying to make him feel better. It was just that it did make sense. If someone was home schooling him, then they simply had left out the health and sex ed part, which was probably more common than people would admit. It was almost a relief that he wasn't religious. She had very little respect for other people, but she still wouldn't purposely try to coerce them into doing something they'd regret later. She had been coerced enough personally in her life that had nothing to do with beliefs or religion to purposely do that to someone else.
She was relieved when he finally agreed. Well, it wasn't that he was protesting before. It was more of an overt agreement and permission. At the same time the permission sent a new wave of lust and excitement through her body. She was better at concealing the internal struggle than he was, for obvious reasons, but her breathing was still starting to come out faster, her body felt hot and sweaty without any reason, and her mind barely strayed from something sexual for longer than moment. To say she was one-track minded was a bit of an understatement, honestly.
Since he didn't say anything more or ask her what she was doing exactly, she felt no need to tell him. Once she got his pants open, she slowly took hold of him and began to stroke him in long, slow strokes. It was almost killing her to be slow and deliberate, rather than just stroke him quickly with the urgency that she felt within her own body for release. Or something. When he ducked his head lower so she couldn't see his face at all, she tried not to think it meant more than that he was just doing that. All he had to do was say one other one syllable word and she'd stop. All he had to do was say "no" and she'd moved away. She would!
A soft sigh of pleasure escaped her mouth, surprising herself, when his hands brushed her breasts through her clothing on the way to grab her waist. The accidental touch did nothing more than to send a surge of lust and neediness through her.]
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Yeah. [He nodded.] It was because of the… coma. Lenny was worried I wasn’t strong enough to go to school every day. I wasn’t out of it that long, really. He just worries too much.
[Religion definitely had importance in that time period, but it didn’t make headline news or anything. America was a budding young superpower that had gotten through the first World War just a decade ago. There were other concerns on people’s minds.
If she hadn’t insisted, Johnny wouldn’t have consented. He still couldn’t believe she wanted to help him… like this. It was fortunate that she did, because he wasn’t sure if he could hold out much longer. Then, after his head was cleared, he would help her. It couldn’t be that hard, right? Never mind the fact that he had only seen a woman’s private area in anatomy books.
Gaia knew what she was doing, clearly. He thought it had to have something to do with the confidence she so obviously radiated. This felt completely different from his own hand on himself. His hips bucked forward and he noised his impatience at her slow strokes, though not consciously. He had been hard for… who knew how long? The moaning and screams of pleasure coming from outside were only encouraging him, fanning the flames of indulgence that he had tried to suppress.
His hands scrunched up at her waist, exposing some of her skin. Johnny leaned forward instinctively, which slid his hands downward. Nimble fingers burned against her naked flesh as he tentatively felt around her lower back. His forehead lied down against her shoulder; his fast breaths were now exhaling over her neck.
A flash of blonde hair and dark skin flickered through his mind’s eye. Was it wrong for him to be thinking about her while another woman was touching him? He couldn’t help it… his feelings hadn’t magically disappeared just because he was brought here.]
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She had no idea other than what she'd heard what she was doing. It wasn't like she jerked off a guy often. Or ever. She'd only had sex a few times, and she'd been with Ed who she felt safe with. Who she trusted beyond anyone else. With a thought of Ed crossed her mind, she felt a strange twinge of longing inside her for the skater. Having sex with Ed was intimate and private. It was something that was just for them.
Johnny's reaction to her touch was rather thrilling itself. The way his body responded to her touch was exciting and sexual. His hips moved as if trying to move with the strokes of her hand. The noises - as close to the way the noises coming in from the outside - that he made was strangely sexual and arousing in itself.
When he leaned forward, she felt a strange conflict within her to move back and to move forward at the same time. What would he do if she tried to kiss him while she stroked him? The thought actually just urged her to stroke him faster. The heat of his hand on her skin made her almost dizzy with lust and arousal. She wanted him to touch her, too. She wanted to feel him jerking her off which was this strange, uncontrollable desire. She didn't want to fight it though. Trying to fight it seemed to do nothing. It was a losing battle, and Gaia hating losing a fight.
The hand that wasn't on him moved down to slide from his shoulder to his neck down the back of his shoulder to the back of his shoulder blade. She began to slowly rub his shoulder as she murmured, her quick, hot breath near his ear as he leaned his head against her shoulder.] Relax. It's okay. Enjoy it. [It was strange that she seemed to have this desire to make sure he was comfortable and enjoying himself. To her, despite all her issues, something like this should be enjoyed.]
(OOC: I am so sorry for the wait. I didn't forget or was uninterested. I just got swallowed up elsewhere and wanted time to appropriately tag you. I know the wait came at a strange time - the whole point of the game, pretty much - and I apologize for that as well. I'll do better and should have time carved out to tag appropriately. I'm not sure how the meme fits in the game - if it's considered game canon - but either way, I'd love for Johnny and Gaia to be or become friends. They seem to work very well off each other. ^_^ I'm still finishing up her app since I got swallowed up for the last few days, but if she's in and so is Johnny, I'd love to speak to you about exploring it more and doing more between them if you're up for it.
I do have Gellert Grindelwald from Harry Potter already approved in the game, so if you'd like to talk of Gellert and Johnny interacting, I'd love that too. Though I think Gellert and Johnny would have a different sort of CR than Gaia and Johnny (that could be fun for you if you want to play all the sides that you can, but if you prefer to stick to one thing, it happens and is your choice so no pressure and I won't be offended either way). Just let me know. In my journal for Gellert
And you receive "bonus points" for having him think of the canon love interest during this. I LOVE that sort of thing. Sorry, this tag took so long and this OOC is so long itself.)
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But that was the last thing on his mind right now. His hands grew more restless, pushing her shirt up as his fingers hurriedly crawled to the back of her bra. He tugged at the strap and silently cursed the clever contraption. Of course, he had no idea how to undo it. If he had better concentration, he would have made another attempt at getting it off somehow, but his attention quickly reverted to her hand, and the steadily increasing motion.]
Huh…?
[The dazed teenager barely caught the first word, and tried to focus on what she was saying. When his brain finally processed the words, her confidence and assurance washed over him in a warm wave of renewed lust. He couldn’t hold back anymore. The tense cord snapped within him, and his hips jerked forward uncontrollably. His release spilled over her hand, while eliciting a noise from deep in his throat that resembled a whimper.
He took some time to recover, and when coherency finally returned to him, he pulled back to look Gaia right in her eyes. The air was still thick with tension; he could tell she was unsatisfied, by the way she appeared. It took away some of the embarrassment he felt, until he looked down at her hand.
Crap…
His cheeks were dashed with redness as he sheepishly apologized.] S-sorry about that… [He turned his head away, hoping to find something to wipe her hand with.]
(OOC: Overflow Post)