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

[ gambling with their hearts is a game with high stakes. too high. this isn’t the only instance recently where he thinks jug is behaving stupidly, but this may be when he calls him on it. what’s he thinking? is he thinking at all? is he planning on running this by his girlfriend? not wanting to be around them isn’t why he’s resisting, he has no issue with crashing on the couch or the floor. it’s the other thing. he’s the impulsive one. the guy that doesn’t think twice before rushing into situations because his feelings constantly jump in the driver’s seat.

his pulse is too fast for someone calmly disagreeing with a friend, for someone that doesn’t feel anything. he cups his knees with his palms, steadying himself. there’s no shaking the inquisitive gaze of an investigator. jughead knows what twitches to look for, what questions to ask, how to wait archie out. likewise he recognizes when he’s being watched and what signs not to show, if he can help it. ]

I know. I’d do it again. [ that connection between them hasn’t changed. his door will always be open, no matter how many times fred andrews brings out the old and true speech about how each jones is on a twisted road and cannot be saved from themselves. ] It's not about staying here. I don't have an issue with crashing on the couch until I can find a place. [ he exhales like he has to get all the extra air out and take new oxygen in to get the next part out. ] But is that all you're asking me to do?

[ maybe he is being stupid, thinking stupid things. even jughead is capable of letting his heart rule him rather than his head, even if it's not as often as archie might. there are two people he's been known to be reckless for and one of them is sitting right next to him.

of course he'll talk with betty, but he has a feeling she'll think along the same lines as him. he trusts their love enough to play a little fast and loose with their hearts, and if what archie says about the kiss is true, then there's a possibility that she still has feelings for the redhead. not that jughead would blame her because she'd harbored feelings for archie for so long before jughead became a constant.

at least, this is how things are going in jughead's mind. he's often questioned himself what he'd do if archie showed up, and always came back around to the same answer. betty would always come first in his heart, but archie is never far behind. ]

I know you would. You've got a big heart.

[ and that's no lie. he assumes that's why archie has been around the block a bit. because archie desires to be love and be loved in return, regardless of the cost to himself. jughead never wants to see that fade. ]

Arch. [ his tone is frank, and he makes sure that he's turned enough on his seat to look archie square in the eye. ] Screw that, live with me. [ he's throwing back the same words archie had said to him and with a purpose. ] With us. We can always find a bigger place or the couch has a pull out. And if that's all you want, I won't ask for more.

Edited (big not bit lmfao) 2018-02-03 02:33 (UTC)

[ awkward isn’t the right word, neither is unsettled. peculiar, maybe. jughead jones has been many things to him over the years - a friend, a brother, the scorned - but never someone that he’s thought about romantically. they’ve always been close, disregarding the one summer they aren’t quick to dredge up. there’s really no arguing that their feelings are intense, that their lives are bound together. he frowns in spite of himself, too puzzled to make something out of nothing.

is this new for jughead? is it simply point a to point b for him? if betty still has feelings for archie, then the most obvious solution is to share. he wonders how that seems rational to jughead, if there isn’t more to it than that. he’s seemingly unfeeling when he wants to be and overly protective of the few things he cares about when he doesn’t. archie has questions, none of which he’s brave enough to voice because curiosity implies interest, and interest will change things forever.

he doesn’t run from jughead. there’s nowhere to go and there’s nowhere else he wants to be. archie recognizes where the statement comes from, that those are his own words come back to him. he belongs with his friends and that makes him smile, uncertain as he may be about the other part of the invitation. ]

I'm in love with Veronica. [ he insists for clarification's sake, as if there's never been a single person in the universe that's loved more than one person at once. it isn't a no precisely, but it is a reminder. as open as he is with his heart, he can't give something away that doesn't belong to him anymore. ] That hasn't changed.

[ in love with veronica? that makes jughead blink a bit in surprise. no, not surprise. more like... oh, it's finally happened. he knew they were dating, or rather had something going on between them, but a lot has apparently changed since homecoming. it's not that he doubts archie's words either. but he knows how easily archie gives away his heart and how easily it can be broken ( grundy comes to mind, but he quickly shoves that thought away ). he hopes with all his heart that archie won't get hurt this time, that he can trust veronica to hold his best friend's heart as gingerly as she holds her pearls. he wants to believe that it'll work out, too, because archie deserves to be happy with someone like he is with betty.

but jughead is cynical. there will always be that dark part of him that questions everything, that doesn't trust what he hears or sometimes even what he sees with his own eyes. and he ca see the way archie is looking at him, like... like archie isn't sure but is also very, very certain.

so he shrugs. his shoulders lift and fall unevenly as he rolls his eyes. ]

And I'm in love with Betty. That hasn't changed either.

[ heaving a sigh, he slumps back into the couch again. ]

Forget I said anything. I mean, I'm clearly messing with your head, and I don't wanna do that. All I mean is that... Christ, Arch, we gotta stick together now more than ever.

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