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Test Drive Meme #1 (cw vehicular crash, moderate injury)
Test Drive Meme #1
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
You don't need an invite to test
but please remember we're currently invite-only
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
- 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 got a feeling I'm not going to get any sleep either. Normally, that'd be a sexy idea." But he didn't have to say it outloud: There would probably be nothing sexy about it. As flippant as Vex wanted to be, he couldn't with Mark. This was serious. This was it.
His fingers curled against his chest as he inhaled deeply, taking in his scent. "I don't think I'd be able to do this without you, love."
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Mark's hand went to Vex's dark hair, stroking it gently, "I wouldn't want to do it without you," Mark let a smile sneak out then. "If we're really immortal now then it's all about sticking together, right?" They could handle that much.
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"Mm," he sighed as he leaned towards that hand and kissed whatever skin was closest. "Right. But we'll do it in shifts, alright? I'm kinda excited about having my mesmer back, being able to properly protect you and all. I wanna be all big 'n bad for ya." He winked, casually omitting the fact that if they were attached by any of the animals out there he'd be useless since his mesmer didn't work on creatures but WHATEVER! It would definitely work on any of the people who thought they could get their newfound home.
"Oh!" He patted Mark's chest a few times as a thought came to him. "After we get our bearings 'n see what's going on around here, we need to give this place a top-to-bottom cleaning. Tell me you've got a stiffy over this." Let's be real: There was a reason why they employed staff to clean their penthouse back home.
Not sure if you want to keep this one going, but still throwing it out there
"You've always been big and bad for me," Mark kissed his lips, meaning his words when he did. "Gets me all hot and bothered thinking you could take control at any second-" Some of that was true, at least the hot and bothered part was. "Well, I mean, not of me or anything. You'd need to tie me up for that." Okay, so maybe despite these odd circumstances, the spark was still lit. They were still some form of newlyweds after all.
"And now it's gone." He was good at keeping a straight face when he wanted to carry on a joke and could stare blankly at Vex, feigning disappointment. Maybe he had gotten just a bit too comfortable with that cleaning staff Vex had hired.
Sure! It's all part of Vex's ~dream/illusion~ so we can go for as long as you'd like!
But the kisses helped to soothe any hint of hostility and he hummed against his mouth. "I don't need to tie ya up, I could mesmer you anytime I want." He bragged, omitting the part where he couldn't stop Mark from shifting which meant he'd be at the mercy of his panther. Oh, he loved being at the mercy of his panther.
Then he burst out into a loud laugh at that reaction. "I love you," he said, grateful that despite the odd surroundings that Mark was still normal. Which definitely led to more kisses, sweet and happy on his mouth. "I'll make it worth your while."
Rad!
"Oh could you?" Mark's eyebrows shot up with surprise before they furrowed as he pondered. "And yet you never seem to be in the mood to mesmer me even when you've had, well, my permission all this time.
"Mmm- and I love you." He hummed into a kiss. Mark smiled when Vex laughed, it was such a comforting sound to him. "I wish you would-" The tauntings of a couple of lovers that couldn't keep their hands off one another as the kisses continued.
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"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.
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"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.
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"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."
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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."
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"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."
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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."
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"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