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Test Drive Meme #4 (cw vehicular crash, moderate injury)
Test Drive Meme #4
Fall toward me with your entire body.
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.


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 brilliant green forest across the sand. Beyond that, the glint of a faraway city.
FAIRGROUNDS
Xistentia's late summer fair is on! As F.A.T.E.S. learns about different universes and different people, the event looks mismatched, beyond complicated, and you might wonder why, exactly, how to get ride tickets when no money is exchanged. But as you wander through, you can see a rollercoaster, a five-a-side soccer pitch set up for a tournament, facepainting, an archery range, a haunted house, a circus tent, a Ferris wheel, plenty of different food stands with eclectic choices all over, from kebabs to Taiwan's infamous penis-shaped waffles[NSFW] to popsicles for two. Maybe this is only a front to get people involved with each other?
Everybody is welcome to man a booth, or just walk around and participate in the different activities set up around the fairgrounds.




NETWORK
One afternoon, you are taken from whatever you’re doing - taking a walk through the city, sunning yourself on the beach, running around in the forest shoring up defenses - by a message, appearing on your Daemon’s network screen. It’s a simple line of text, that reads:
If you choose to answer it, you’ll be connected to another player at random. You both get 10 points. The loser? Owes the winner a favor.
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.
- But like OOCly ask permission ofc.
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"I like it," One corner of his mouth curled a little more as he shrugged, "It's clever. I've never really understood why so many people shy away from depictions of body parts, or nudity. It's natural.... I mean the penis, not the waffle. I feel like they might be missing out on a golden opportunity of equal representation though."
Honestly, if they could make a penis waffle mold that actually stood erect, a vagina should be simple. He wasn't really sure how he was supposed to eat this thing though.
"The offer is appreciated, but I'll pass. My diet is usually fairly... carnivorous," Another impish smirk like there was more to his words than what the average person would assume, "You haven't happened to pass any benches or tables, have you? I guess you're supposed to just dive in."
Taking a big bite out of the waffle almost seemed wrong, though taking a knife and fork to it would be so much worse.
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"Perhaps they sell donut holes around here somewhere, that could be passed off as clitoral treats."
It's easier to make conversation when everybody is as spectacularly weird as you are. Janus pops a green chip into their own mouth, blinking as Tez's incisors come down with razor!1 precision on the waffle, abbreviating the dessert penis where it stands, with his teeth. My. That is a sight, isn't it? "I wouldn't call that diving in," they say. "Maybe that describes what the waffle is doing, much like jumping in the shallow end of a swimming pool. It's nice to meet you."
They wait a couple seconds, in hopes that Bastian's mouth won't be full, before offering a hand to shake. "Janus."
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"What a cop out. Full vagina or bust. Just taking something that already exists and attempting to pass it off as a body part is so lazy," He retorted with surprising conviction. Who knew his true passion was body part shaped food? He certainly hadn't.
Of course, he gets a 'nice to meet you with his mouth full of waffle-dick. He finishes the bite unhurriedly, swallows and then reaches out a hand.
"Bastion," He offered warmly.
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They shake Bastion's hand. There are calluses inside their palm. If Bastion's met people who wield weapons, he'll recognize that as a sure sign— Janus has wielded a lot of them over the course of their life, long enough to have worn the shape into their hands.
"If you're running the risk of some kind of carbohydrate-related carnivore indigestion," this is not actually the weirdest sentence Janus has ever said, ok, "you might as well let a stranger buy you a beer."
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"I didn't realize I felt so passionately about representation in genital shaped foods," He chuckled. Changing his tactic after the first bite of waffle, he was now just licking the chocolate drizzle off of what was left.
The offer was unexpected but immediately received a subtle but very pleased smile.
"Sure. I'd love that, though I'm surprised that meets your healthy standards. I'd also happily do wine. I think I saw a few booths with some local wines over there.
"So what kind of name is Janus? I think you're the first person I've come across with the name," He asked conversationally.