Test Drive Meme: The Overflow

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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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Welcome aboard!

[pulledfromthepit]

[Oh hi there, new friend! Dean's in a chatty, friendly mood... owing largely to the fact that he's been drinking off and on for the last few hours and besides the drinking, well, he's been busy.

He shifts in his seat, careful not to topple over, and gives Izanami a lazy grin.]

I resisted for, maybe, half an hour. Don't really see the point, though, when everyone's having a good time, do you?

[He glances down at the black beads in Izanami's hand.]

Only one left? You've been having a good time, too, huh?

[wiles]

It took you that long?

[ yes - that is genuine curiosity in his voice; he may not be as innocent as he had once been, but he did have a bit of tact and some sense of morality.

but he's playful, if anything. and he just gives a shrug to the question(s). ]

Of course I have been. [ a smile - coy. ] I've never seen anything quite like this before, if I've got to be honest. [ the whole public intimacy thing. ]

It could be the last one. Or I may have a couple more tucked away in my sleeves.

[ all open invitation smiles now. he seems more than content with giving it up to someone so shirtless and attractive, if it is or not ]

[pulledfromthepit]

I had another pressing issue at the time, or so I thought.

[He's pretty sure he saw Sam making some very good time with a pretty brunette in a dark corner, so he'll leave his little brother to it. There's so much more fun to be had on his own.

Like pleasant invitations and pleasant smiles.]

Oh yeah? Suppose someone should find them? What might their prize be?

[wiles]

[ he just gives a tilt of his head; the slightest cock to the left and pieces of hair fall into his face. slip across his cheek and into his eyes. ]

To be honest -

[ he only seems to reach up and tuck the loose strands behind his ear after a thoughtful hum beneath his breath - no real tune, just...a dull hum - and straighten himself. only to lean forward and tuck the bead away into the other sleeve of his kimono. ]

I didn't think that far ahead.

[ oh, yes - that little black one is going on to hide with the other assorted colors there. ]

I think "whatever they want their prize to be" seems fair enough, don't you?

[ because people with take whatever they want, anyway, in the long run. and if it matches up with any of the colors of those beads. well, that would be a pretty great prize. ]

[pulledfromthepit]

That's quite a prize.

[He's not the taking sort, unless he gets an offer, and then he's happy to take it. He reaches a hand out and strokes the edge of Izanami's sleeve with a fingertip.]

And I've always been a sucker for a good challenge.

[wiles]

[ his eyes widen in thought. only for the quickest second as he watches Dean; shifting a little closer, fingers brushing over his wrist before drawing away. ]

I try to offer only the best.

[ challenges and prizes, the offered silence adds. now, however, the question is: just which sleeve has he hidden them in?

after all - Dean had seen where the black one had been so easily placed; but maybe the others had been put elsewhere. maybe not even in a the sleeve. the sash? a stitched in pocket on the inside of his clothing? ]

Feel free to take your time. People have a tendency to overlook things, in their haste.

[pulledfromthepit]

[The kimono's a pretty good incentive, considering he's never seen one up close and the opportunity to explore one... in depth, as it were... is hard to resist. He sits up and turns in his seat, legs over the side, to face Izanami. His eyes rake over the folds of silk artfully arranged.]

Fortunately, I seem to have all the time in the world.

[And since there's been no talk of privacy, Dean reaches over to begin his exploration. He starts simply, hand on Izanami's opposite shoulder and stroking down the length of the sleeve.

The sleeves are the obvious place to start, right? Although that sash is pretty suspicious, too. It'll have to go next.]

[wiles]

[ who needs privacy in a place like this? the thought of going somewhere, out of the eyes of others, hadn't even made its way into his mind. (there was...some sort of thrill, as it were, to be watched.) ]

Mmm...

[ even if the touch was over clothing, there was a kind of warmth there that he could feel through it. the hand moving along the fabric of his clothing; along the sleeve. moving, moving.

he can't help but watch.

follow the movement with his eyes. yes; the sleeves would be the first place to start, huh? Izanami just hums in quiet thought. is he sure? does he really want to begin there?

but there was no need to ask. he had a game he would play with him soon enough. one he started on the correct path. ]

[pulledfromthepit]

[Over the sleeve and then under. Dean's fingertips slide across smooth skin. His other hand strays over Izanami's chest, fingers teasing over the cloth folds and wandering slowly down toward the sash.]

Do I get a hint when I'm getting closer?

[wiles]

[ there's a hint of laugh in his voice, when he speaks. a question like that was to be expected. wasn't it?

after all, it would only be fair to offer him hints; whether it was actually in words or...well, it could be otherwise. but not yet. no, no not yet. the heat of flushed cheeks and the soft sigh that escapes at the sensation of fingers on flesh - all the more warm than they had been through the fabric. ]

Ah - one hand is growing warmer, while the other is starting to draw a bit cold.

[ yes - a game of hot and cold. childish, probably, but it would work. it wouldn't give too much away if it went like that; allowed Dean more to the challenge, in a way. ]

[pulledfromthepit]

Hmm...

[Dean leans up in his seat, hooking the underside of the chair with his boot heel to draw it closer to Izanami's. All the better to continue groping exploring him.

He slips his hand out of the sleeve and lets it join the other on the path to the sash. When they reach it and start to untie it. He certainly hopes this is the warmer direction. It's the one most likely to get him warmer, at any rate.]

How'm I doing now?

[wiles]

Smart man.

[ the words come out as a low murmur; something that, were he with one of his usual clientele, would sound like quiet approval. and it was.

he notes how much closer Dean is, after a moment, opening his mouth to speak: ]

You're doing well. Getting really warm.

[ it doesn't even take to long for the sash to come undone; it's just simple, fancy colored silk. all bright in color and when it's loosened enough the tight folds undo themselves.

one strand of beads - various in color (but oddly lacking in yellow) - slips to the ground. ]

[pulledfromthepit]

[Dean grins and picks up the beads, hanging them over the arm of the chair for the moment.]

Do you suppose there are any others hidden about?

[His question is playful as he slowly starts to unwrap the kimono robes layer by layer. His hands smooth over each one before he spreads them open, ostensibly searching for more beads. ]

You did say to be thorough, after all...

[wiles]

[ he almost laughs.

almost.

but he's careful with how he presents himself at that moment; the small snort beneath his breath enough of a hint at the urge. ]

There might be.

[ Izanami shifts in his chair; moving closer, hands moving to rest against Dean's. fingers brushing along his skin, along his wrists and arms as he leans forward. ]

Feel free to look for as long, and for as much, as you'd like. You already found one strand~

[ and since he found those -- well, he could do as he wanted, even if the others eluded him. ]

[pulledfromthepit]

[Dean shivers a little at the touch. Izanami's fingers are light and soft. He grins at the amused sound and continues with the disrobing. As soon as he reaches bare skin, his hands wander slowly over every smooth line. Izanami's chest and stomach are very pleasant to the touch and Dean takes his time mapping out the slim planes.

And since he's leaning forward like that, Dean takes the opportunity to lean in and brush his lips across Izanami's, then lightly down his jaw and neck.]

Gotta admit... that one strand is awfully distracting. Quite a few possibilities, there.

[Dean's words are murmured against his neck while his hands wander lower, skimming over his hips and thighs.]

[wiles]

[ he hums in light contentment. tilting his head a little, to offer Dean a bit more of his neck; shivering, from warm breath and calloused fingers.

his own hands had managed to move a bit, somewhere between the words and everything else. to Dean's chest; fingers curling, nails - short, well taken care of - dragging down along his skin. over muscle, one hand brushing over a nipple, before joining the other in their quest to his sides. ]

Oh? Aah. Is it?

[ the words are low and breathy; Izanami's excitement a little more than obvious (in more ways than one).

he tries to laugh but nothing instead of a shaky exhale of air escapes. ah. so much for trying to tease him that way. he'll have to rely on action and words instead. ]

It wouldn't spoil the rest of the search if you got a... taste of your prize, would it?

[ Dean can't see it, but he can definitely, probably, hear the smile in Izanami's voice. ]

[pulledfromthepit]

[He can hear it. He likes the sound, too. It makes him grin against Izanami's skin as he shifts from his own seat to join Izanami on his. Most of his weight, Dean holds up on his elbows as he settles over him.]

No, I don't think it would at all.

[In fact, tasting sounds pretty good. His mouth moves over Izanami's shoulder and down his chest. He's always had a little bit of an oral fixation to begin with and this place has ramped it up to epic proportions.

His lips close on a nipple and he sucks it softly, tongue working against it, before he lets his teeth scrape over the sensitive spot. Then he's sucking again, soothing away any sting.]