Test Drive Meme: The Overflow

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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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[volatility]

[And now it's Mello's turn to be a little irritated — not because of the No, exactly, but because he's being brushed off. He isn't done with this little exchange yet, which means that Lelouch cannot be done with it, either. He stays in his path and makes no effort to walk away despite the finality in Lelouch's tone.]

Did I give you the impression that I'm the kind of guy who takes on hopeless cases?

[He takes a step closer. Mello enjoys claiming others' personal space — not for the same reasons as the Ariel locals, but because he has never been large or intimidating on his own accord, especially before the scar; it's all about how he moves and the attitude he carries.

One more step, so that they're close and Mello is staring Lelouch in his strangely colored eyes.]

I'm not.

[Think twice about who you are brushing off.]

[kingside]

[Personal space just so happens to be one of the things Lelouch treasures, especially with a certain newfound appreciation for it in this place, but he lets no additional emotions register as Mello invades it, eyes still flat and face blank. He has to wonder at the other's persistence; they can't have spoken long enough to have formed significant impressions of one another, whatever he says. Why is this a sticking point, and why has this man taken an interest in him? And how is he so damn confident, staring Lelouch down as if he isn't being regarded as a minor annoyance, an insect, someone well below Lelouch's notice?

Pride, a highly confrontational attitude, an impressive facial scar, a certain degree of familiarity with the world's seedier locations... he'd say thug, but again, the way Mello carries himself, meeting his eyes and overall exuding the air of one in utter control of his surroundings indicates something more. He's a leader, but not of some petty gang-- or, if he is, there's something beneath the surface that he doesn't let on. Some agenda, some past history, but what?]

Should I take this to mean you intend to instruct me regardless?

[volatility]

[It's an impressive poker face, an even expression that doesn't waver even as Mello invades his space. But Mello knows he isn't bored. He understands masks of indifference, even if he doesn't often choose to employ them himself, and he knows that there's no way someone who recoiled from touch just moments earlier would be perfectly fine with someone advancing on him in such a way.

Have a smirk — one of Mello's best, self-satisfied and triumphant, even if he hasn't exactly done anything to warrant such a grin.]

Your little diplomatic show of indifference wouldn't hold up to any of my lessons.

[He curls his gloved fingers and uses them to tilt Lelouch's chin upwards — touch, to try and unnerve him, to get him to show a little emotion.]

[kingside]

[Lelouch is no stranger to such smirks (impossible to be when he'd worn them so many times himself), but that doesn't particularly increase his enjoyment of being on the receiving end of them. He's caught on to the fact that the other is trying for some kind of reaction, though, some loss of composure, and that's the more irritating part. Is this a game? But he can resist the urge to snap at the man. He's dealt with worse.

Being touched is most definitely not on the list of things Lelouch is prepared to suffer through, though, and remaining composed flies out the window the instant it happens. He doesn't step back to put himself outside of Mello's range, but he does jerk his head free from his grasp, eyes blazing.]

Do not touch me.

[volatility]

[Case and point.

Self-satisfied is officially out the window. Mello just looks downright smug now. That is exactly what he wanted, to get Lelouch to show that his little composed charade was just that.]

See?

[He gives the liberty of taking a step back. His task complete, there's no point in continuing the little game.]

You wouldn't last.

[And he likely won't last in this city, either. Not if he is so easy to ruffle.]

[kingside]

[A minor victory, as far as he's concerned, but no less grating with how much Mello seems to want to rub his face in it. At least the man is no longer invading his personal bubble; even if he seems to lack the more problematic incentives for being there, just stay away, dammit, he shouldn't need to explain this.

The glare cools a little, at any rate, and apparently accepting the fact that the Mello has won, Lelouch adopts a marginally more relaxed stance, weight shifting to one side while one hand lifts to cut an expansive gesture.]

All right. You've proven your point. And? You've said yourself that you don't take on pointless cases. What does that make this?

[volatility]

[Mello shrugs.]

Fun.

[To a degree. It's true, little challenges like that are entertaining, but it is more that, too — a way of showing that he will not accept being brushed off so easily, and a way of learning a little more about this stranger, too. Anyone who can wield composure at will is worth investigating.]

I wanted to see what you would do.

[And he wanted to win. Minor victory or not, Mello refuses to accept failure of any kind.]

[kingside]

[... Petty, childish, and again, not terribly creative, all of which is making his interest wane again, if unfairly. There's obviously more to this man than he's letting on, but would making the effort to uncover it be in any way worth it? Signs point firmly to no, and yes, Lelouch is fully aware that his lingering aggravation is not providing the best counsel on this matter, but. Too bad.]

Are you finished with me, then? Because I did have other things I wanted to accomplish today.

[Sorry, what was that about not accepting being brushed off? Lelouch has had more than enough exposure to the blond to last him several days at this stage, at any rate, and really, unless this conversation is going to lead somewhere constructive, he fully intends to take his leave. Mello seems to want little from him apart from proving his supposed superiority anyway, so there's no reason to hang around now that, ostensibly, he's accomplished that.]

[volatility]

[If asked, Mello would say that creativity has little to do with it — the results are what matter, and he managed to get exactly what he wanted. If Lelouch had proven more of a challenge, then maybe he would have had cause to use a little more ingenuity.]

You do?

[He laughs.]

Like what? Get groped again?

[He doubts Lelouch can manage much more, based on what he's seen from him — mask of composure or not. His guise of indifference is too easily broken.]

[kingside]

[Easily broken when people are making obvious sexual overtures to him, yes, but otherwise, no. Seeing as how this is the more likely tactic people will use in this place, however, deliberately or not, well...]

Don't tell me you're actually interested. You've already determined that I'm a hopeless case, so why are you still here?

[volatility]

[There had been a little interest there at first, despite Mello's words, but now it is more or less quelled. Satisfied, because Mello has now formed his opinions. He could move on, but that would be too easy, especially seeing how he is continuously being brushed off.]

Because here is the middle of the city, not your personal stomping grounds.

[He gestures to the path beside him.]

You leave, if you're so busy.

[kingside]

[Middle of the city, personal stomping grounds, what's the difference? Not to say that Lelouch actually believes that, but he has plenty of reason to want to contradict Mello now no matter how nonsensical the point of contention may be. He has the sense not to now, though, because fascinating as this exchange has been, there truly is no good rationale for subjecting himself to this idiot a moment longer.]

Then I will.

[Was that direct enough? And he'll begin making his way down that path, eyes already focused forward even if he's carefully observing the man out of their corners. He doesn't trust him not to try doing something physical as a parting shot.]

[volatility]

[Mello says nothing, but as Lelouch begins walking away, advances as though he is going to make physical contact with him again. He'll stop just short of doing so, but it's the point behind the movement — not to actually touch him, but to make him think it is coming.]

[kingside]

[A feint had been among the possible physical parting shots Lelouch had expected, in fact, and so while his instinct is to tense, he suppresses it viciously, resuming his trek away from the irritant as if Mello hadn't moved at all. He will not serve as entertainment again.]

[volatility]

[That lack of a reaction is disappointing, making Mello feel as though maybe he should give Lelouch a little more credit. He has to stifle his own desire to react to the way Lelouch just walks away unphased — he doesn't want to seem interested — instead settling for narrowing his eyes at his back.]