xistentiaooc | Test Drive Meme #8 (NSFW)

Test Drive Meme #8

I believe in the death of tomorrow

CRASH LANDING

Exit one dimension, enter the next. It was chaos: pressure against your ears, light bending in an impossible, unimaginable way. The very molecules of your body vibrating against one another. If you have windows, the view outside makes no sense. Even if not, your hands, your face, your feet seem like an uncertain thing. It's the feel of reality itself tearing apart, reshaping, reconnecting, thread by thread.

And suddenly, there's a beach— or ocean, whichever you land in. Smoke. Fire. Salt water churning up, fizzing around, almost at odds with the layer of thick snow over everything.

Maybe you crash, in a ship wrecking into sand. Maybe you merely stumble out of a portal, a ragged wormhole in space. Or maybe you fall off the back of an incredible steed, some creature that carried you into this place. Either way, there's pandemonium around you. Incredibly, severe injuries are far and few between— nobody's screaming about the dead. But you might have to help pull someone free of wreckage, or move quickly to salvage burning belongings from the landing craft. Maybe it's the crafts themselves, that you're trying to salvage.

Likely, you don't know them, these other strangers who arrived here^[1]. Maybe you don't trust them— you just came out of a dying world, after all. But you all have one thing in common: you're here now.

When you get a second to breathe, maybe you'll see it. The snowy forest across the sand. Beyond that, the glint of a faraway city.

Dinner with a Succubus (NSFW)

Your first dinner party in Xistentia^[2] is a sumptuous and luxurious dinner that takes place at the private residence of one of the natives.

As you step in, the first thing you notice is the scent of indigenous flowers mingled with the floating traces of savory and sweet from the elaborate buffet set up on the side. Treats from around the Multiverse.

However, sectioned off from these public areas, there are spaces reserved for sexual activity. It's not so surprising, when you remember that the lights outisde, the power behind the city itself, runs off human emotional interaction— and desire is a powerful emotion indeed. These rooms feature every conceivable surface you might want to tangle on, from silk to lacquered desks, to rubber.

Chests hold sundry toys and other equipment. Rooms have beds sized comfortably from anywhere from one to five people, and there are peepholes. Everything is marked with painted symbols in a language that is known to no one person, but somehow universally comprehensible.

NETWORK

Xistentia now has its own 'friending app.' You can use it to make connections with new people! But beware, your daemon may well post without your permission, and things could get pretty embarrassing.

F.A.T.E.S. thought it was a pretty good pun: Synchr. Get it? Like sinker? Hook, line, and?

TEMPLATE
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CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

hells yeah

Footnotes

Some of these can be nameless, plot-device NPCs to facilitate interactions! But even in this case, please avoid gore in describing their current state of being. Anyone dead or catastrophically injured will have disappeared by the time your characters make it to Xistentia. There are no corpses or dying here.
If you decide to join the game, this party may be patched over into the sex-themed Gala detailed in the announcement. The IC log is already up, but friends-locked!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ as she speaks, a white owl flutters down to land on alec's shoulder. he looks up at it, a bit surprised, but this must be the daemon she was speaking of. take what the lightbringer sends he thinks to himself as he reaches up and trails his fingers along the bird's plumage. should he surprised that his daemon is illior's favored animal? he tends to have illior's favor often enough.

but then he's looking at what she claims to be her daemon. his eyes widen a little because it looks like a demon of some sort and his hand strays to his sword until he spots the little pink bow. clearly this is something familiar to her, even as strange as it seems. ]

What's a computer? It does seem like I've been bestowed with a pet, at least. I'll have to confer with it later.

[ because he doesn't want to ask more questions in front of her, in case something about his true nature is revealed. there's no knowing if there's necromancers or the like here and he doesn't want to meet up with any unsavory characters. she, at least, seems tame until she introduces herself.

"supergirl". what a strange title. ]

I'm... not much of a diplomat either, Lady Supergirl. [ he makes a face. that sounds weird even in his ears. ] But it is nice to meet a kind face in this strange place.

Kara does very well at tamping down her instinct to sock him a good one when his hand goes to her sword. "Aliens" on Earth have been around since the dawn of time. Just because he hadn't seen one... She pauses her internal monologue, taking a deep breath.

He didn't know any better, and he didn't draw his sword, so. She can move on. And besides, oh Rao, 'Lady Supergirl.' She'd have to remember to tell Clark that one, if she ever saw him again. Ha ha...

Ha...

Anyway!]

Great, we can be not-diplomats together. [she points to the owl.] That has excellent timing!

Would you... like me to take you to the city? You can get cleaned up, and there's all sorts of people there to meet, food to eat, if you're hungry. Also, um, the forest ahead can be dangerous, so. I like to go with new people, just in case they need the help.

[ noticing the way her eyes go to where his hand rests, he makes a note of not making any hasty motions in her presence. despite how strange and weird everything is, it would not do to get into a fight already. he has a facade to maintain and he breathes in deeply to settle himself. then, releasing the breath, he figures it wouldn't hurt to go with her. a guide would be helpful in a new place like this and though he has no fear of whatever might be in the forest ( he grew up in the north, after all, shooting game for his dinner or starve ), he needs to keep up certain appearances. ]

I would appreciate that greatly. Is there a bathhouse here, by any chance?

[a bathhouse? Kara looks down to AstraD, confused, and with a smile on her green little face, AstraD beams a projection of what Kara assumes is the inside of a bathhouse. It's a moving video projection, almost like a tour, and as Kara watches, lots and lots of naked men having a lot of sex blur by on the screen.

Holy Rao, that's a lot of naked men.

After a moment, Kara shakes her head, sputtering, and swipes her hands through the projection, as if that'd help. Eventually, it does disappear, though.]

Okay! Okay, I get it! Holy Rao's light, take me now.

[she pivots in the sand, standing up ramrod straight and smiling tightly at Alec.]

I... do not know if we have one of those. But, we can... ask... in the city. Or, um. You, you can ask.

[her face is bright red, and she vows to turn on the safe search with AstraD, however she'd... go about... doing that.]

[ the projection startles him at first. it seems like some sort of magic and maybe it is. it's a lot like thero's window spells, anyway. but what's seen makes alec's eyes widen and a blush darkens his cheeks as well. mind, he's no virgin, but his dalnan upraising has made it so he is still shocked by such open acts of sex. that certainly wasn't the kind of bathhouse he had in mind and when he turns to supergirl, he's just as aghast as her. ]

Maker's Mercy. That's... not really what I had in mind. They don't have a place to get clean here? Fresh, hot water and soap? That's all I really need.

[Kara visibly slumps in relief.] Oh, thank Rao.

[she looks down to glare at AstraD who shrugs her arms and two tentacles upward then pops up another projection of Google web searches for bathhouses. All of them are... well, they're gay. They're places for gay sex.]

Okay, okay, I believe you. Geez. Anyway! Yes! There are tons of places here that can do that for you. And, um, you know, you can get your own place! Where you could go to get clean! That much I do know about. Unlike... unlike the other thing.

[ alec has to look away from astrad because watching that much sex is a little offputting. there's still a flush in his cheeks as the images fade and he clears his throat. ]

I can? Do I need to pay, because I have gold, but I don't know what kind of money they take here.

[Kara shakes her head.] No, so far, I think we just trade for everything. But, um, some people are just willing to help new folks out. I could take you to meet Iron Man! Or Thea!

[that's... that's the only people she knows so far. oops. Maybe she will go to that Gala thing...]

We just have to be careful in the forest first. You ready to go?

Test Drive Meme #8 (NSFW)

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