Test Drive Meme #1 (cw vehicular crash, moderate injury)

[spoofer]

Test Drive Meme #1

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.

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but please remember we're currently invite-only

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.

INTO THE WOODS

Your first night at Xistentia does not feature five-star accommodations, but as the sun begins to set, the forest offers everything you need to survive. By now, you may even have met your daemon, who'll help guide you through this. There is fallen wood to make fires for warmth and cooking, any number of rabbits, deer, and fish if that's what you're into eating. Those very same animals also provide guidance as to what vegetation is edible, including a variety of vine mushrooms, fruits, and flowers. If you're the kind of creature that mostly eats other sentient creatures, well. Technically, there are a lot of those hanging out too^[2]! Now and then, you'll see tiny, winged humanoid creatures the height of a finger dart in and out of view.

A resourceful group, the multiversal refugees have determined ways to create shelters, using wreckage, supplies, and basic survival knowhow. There aren't enough blankets to go around, but the weather is mild and the fires seem to keep out any aggressive creatures.


Things get quiet. This could be a good time to meet the others under less fraught circumstances. Maybe you'll see some familiar faces and reunite with others who fled from your dying world; maybe you'll meet someone new.

Try not to seek out and fight any Rock Trolls. It's still early.

ENTER THE CITY

The city is beautiful, even with the vines covering everything, the streams running down half the streets, the massive white deer leaping off under the highway overpasses. The architecture of the skyscrapers is incredible to look at, modern and sweeping. It's clear that terraced gardens were part of the building design, and some of the greenery that lines the street had been part of the original city plan. This is a city of great potential.

And it knows you're here. As you walk by, beacons like streetlamps begin to emit a gentle glow, registering your presence. No doors are locked, though you might find yourself chasing out nests of silver-winged birds and bug-eyed rabbits.

Here, you can claim empty shops or the clothing and other sales items inside of them. Apartment complexes aren't difficult to find in a range of sizes; nor are standalone homes, brownstones, loft studios. Penthouses may not feel like penthouses when there's a thin layer of dust growing on everything and a flower growing out of the sink, but you know what? Maybe that little bud is gonna be your first roommate.

It's the strangest thing. After a few days, the lights begin to work and the water begins to run, fully operational within the unseen sewer system. At some point, the keys to your house or residence are going to turn up. Your daemon will help you find what you need. F.A.TE.S. welcomes you.

NETWORK

By now you've settled in. You have some time to explore the city, the woods, and your new kit.

Chances are pretty good that your daemon is not a phone or a computer or a wax-sealed piece of parchment or a Howler, nothing with a convenient camera or a keyboard; it probably isn't even a pocket sized. Likelier, it stares at you with eyes that contain the lenses-- or powers-- of a camera, and some part of its body projects a holographic keyboard into the air. For those of us who are not accustomed to manipulating intangible light prisms, it's about as intuitive to type on as shaping a cloud with your fingers.

But here's your network access. Accessible to all your fellow travelers in XISTENTIA.

Misfires, typos, and blurry video footage are likely. Time to feel like a Luddite!

CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

hells yeah

Footnotes

1. 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.
   
   
2. But like OOCly ask permission ofc.

Comments

[vexy]

That buttered him right up and his eyes were completely warm once more. "Good, 'cause that's how I look most of the time." Although since Pandemonium closed down there hadn't been much of that lately, and he had a feeling that the up-all-night adventures here would be less fun.

"I don't like screwing with your head unless you ask for it." Vex had far too much respect for Mark to do that sort of thing without specific permission. Besides, what if he scared him? He hated that idea. On the flip side, Vex loved to be scared so everything was pretty much a free-for-all when he was on the receiving end.

"Hey, tell me again. Mark, tell me you love me again." Why? Because he needed it.

[catalogface]

"You look sexy most of the time." Mark clarified before tilting his head with a soft smile, "And I like you screwing with one of my heads." Those corny lines weren't ever going away and Mark flashed his pearly whites with the deliverance. There wouldn't be anymore talk of that sort of sex tonight; it was simply just left there on the table if Vex were ever to want to touch it again.

"I love you." Mark said it without hesistation. He'd say it a million times and he certainly intended to. "Again." He added, moving in closer to kiss Vex's soft lips with his own. His eyes locked onto the dark ones of his favorite fae. "I'll always love you." He had promised that and would make good on that promise.

[vexy]

Vex was never going to forget this; the corny lines, beautiful teeth, the way he said 'I love you' without holding anything back. Mark gave him everything and he did it bold, beautiful and unashamed. When their lips met he briefly felt the touch of air, but warm flesh soon replaces that sputter of reality. He sank down against him and held him tight, the burn of tears in his eyes.

"I love you," he whispered against his lips, the echo of Mark's always in his ears. "Don't leave me," his plea was soft, almost caught up in the kiss and smothered. His next was more pathetic, the desperation growing as he clung to him- to nothing. "Please don't leave me. Please."

[catalogface]

"What-?" Mark had looked into those eyes so many times that the presence of tears was easy to see. His brow furrowed at the sudden change of tone. "Baby- no- I'm not leaving you." He shook his head, a hand going to Vex's cheek as they kissed again. "Never, baby-" Mark meant the words, even if they couldn't entirely be heard by Vex. "I'll never leave you. I'm always with you- baby." His hand went to Vex's in an attempt to hold it, interlock their fingers, and not let go. "Always-"

[vexy]

Their fingers twined together, an incredibly intimate act for a mesmer and the fact that Mark held his hands to comfort him meant a great deal to him. It allowed him to take in a deep breath and articulate his feelings more clearly. "I wasn't kidding when I said it, I don't know... I don't think I'm strong enough to do this without you."

It took an incredible effort to swallow, but he managed it following a deep breath. "You're always with me," he repeated as he brought those hands to his mouth and kissed them. "Always with me." The harder he concentrated on that, the more real they felt. "Make me promise, love. Make me promise that I won't give up. We won't give up, no matter what happens."

[catalogface]

"Of course you are." Vex had been around long before Mark was even born and had endured far more than his fae partner could even imagine.

"I'll believe you if you promise me that." Mark wasn't going to force Vex to promise anything, but if the Mesmer did, he would believe it. "You've never let me down, baby." Even when alcoholism veered its ugly head, they made it through. They worked together. "You won't be alone." Mark knew that much. "You'll find the others who care about you just like I do." Mark brought his lips to the hands too. "You'll have no reason to give up."

"Always with you- whether you like it or not." Some small humor brought to the moment when Mark's lips twitched playfully. "I'll see everything and everyone you do." He winked. "Because I love you."

[vexy]

"Alright," he said with a slight smile on his lips. They were wonderful words, typical of Mark to always know the right thing to say to him. Most others saw him as a trouble-making teen, but Vex never did. Well, he was trouble but it was the good sort of trouble, the kind that Vex could relate to. Wild, rebellious, but ultimately seeking stability.

He could have easily corrected him that he had let him down in the past, but those were things that didn't matter now. "I promise you, Mark. I won't give up. But nobody is going to care about me like you do, you know that. You're one of a kind, luv." Then he leaned in to gently kiss the tip of his nose. "And a naughty voyeur."

[catalogface]

Whether Vex had let him down in the past didn't matter because it didn't effect that moment or that day. Mark was closer than he'd ever been to his husband and none of their past transgressions changed it. "Of course they won't." Mark's smile grew. "There's only going to be me and you. I'm never going to be able to find anyone better than you because you're it for me, babe. I don't need anyone else." And that was not up for debate.

"You love it." And there was nothing present for Mark to deny. If he died by some chance, he would haunt Vex to watch him do whatever he liked with other lovers; although he didn't think that far along. It was just known that watching Vex was a favorite past time for Mark and vise versa. No one compared.

wrap this one too? <3

[vexy]

Because all Vex wanted to do was to hold onto his gorgeous fae and forget the world.