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?

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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

Just got here, fresh off the apocalypse.

Are you safe?

Is the baby okay?

( ... relenting slightly. )

The baby's fine. It's safe, I promise.

Okay. Good.

Are you alone?

Yup. No Frost sisters in sight.

I haven't seen John or Clarice either. Or anyone I recognize. Until you.

Well that makes two of us.

I'll let you know if i see them.

So you're planning to stay alone?

Looks like. Until I find a way out of here.

Seriously, Marcos? Now isn't the time for us to be apart.

Last time I checked, I wasn't the one walking away.

That was literally a whole other world ago.

I want to go home, just as much as you do.

So, what? You want me on your team again now there's no one else left?

That's great. I love being a last resort, I'll be right over.

Seriously?

I want to protect you. Keep you safe. Make sure when I go home, our baby still has a dad.

So now it's our baby?

You haven't done anything to keep me safe. You've just given them all the reason they needed to hate us, and you can't even see it. That's not protecting me or our baby.

You want to survive out here on your own? Fine by fucking me.

Sounds about right.

Stay safe, Lorna.

Fuck off, Marcos.

Oh, gladly. You contacted me, remember.

Edited 2018-01-21 17:37 (UTC)

Isn't that what you wanted? Me with you?

Yeah, it is. It still is.

That's what I'm offering right now. That we at least team up together here to make sure we both get home safe.

Forget whatever happened at home. That literally means nothing anymore if we can't even survive the apocalypse. There's no sides to this, just survival. We don't have to fight each other.

I never wanted to fight you.

What is it you want to do here, Lorna? Because I can tell you right now I'm not planning on fighting a war I never asked to be part of. Fate, Destiny, I don't care what they're calling themselves and I'm not on either of their side. We don't even know which of them interfered in our world, if either. So I'm not going to kill for either one of them, and if that's what you want me to do, we have nothing to talk about.

Edited 2018-01-21 17:59 (UTC)

I'm not asking you to do anything. I'd never ask you to do anything like that. ( there's a reason she didn't ask him to join her after all. )

We've already got enough problems at home. I'm not looking for another cause. I just want to get back home and protect our people. That's all.

[ That sounds like the Lorna he knows. The old Lorna. He so badly wants to have that Lorna back, but...

But it's hard to forget everything he's just seen her do. That image of her,dressed like one of them, is still in his mind. ]

Protecting them is all I want to do.

I want to believe you. I'm just not sure we mean the same thing when we talk about protecting them.

[ She also has a point, though. And this is not their world. ]

I guess we can have that fight when we get there.

So we can group up?

( She doesn't want to admit it, but she's already hurting from missing him. She doesn't want them to both be alone here, just ignoring each other. )

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