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

[mordacita]

[ That's the last thing Rafa's expecting. Teeth piercing his neck, Vex's teeth drawing from him. Of course it makes him groan. In fact it almost makes him come again, and no doubt would have had he not just done so. His body makes the attempt, trying to shoot and coming up dry. Rafa's eyes are wide as Vex kisses him, and he moans into it, the taste of blood warming him further.

Even his own blood. When their lips part, his fangs have lengthened, and he stares at Vex with glittering eyes. That, at least, seems to have brought him back to himself. No longer limp, he brings his hand up to touch and stroke Vex's face. He presses his thumb against his lower lip, and watches him with hunger. ]

You bit me. [ There's a clear question in Rafa's voice. He lifts his eyebrow, curious. ] You have never...

Do you like it? Drinking from me?

[ His hands slide over Vex's shoulders, stroking and rubbing them. There's something new in all of this. Something deeper than he's experienced with Vex before. ]

[vexy]

[ When Rafa touched his cheek he opened his eyes. Their gaze met and Vex couldn't help but smile- a true smile, rather than one of his flippant or brief ones. Well, as true as it could be when he was clearly affected by the intoxicating blood. ]

I didn't drink much. [ He whispered, followed by a lick of his blood-tainted lips. ] But yeah, wasn't bad. [ He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting, or why he'd even done it, but he gave into an impulsive feeling and didn't regret the results. ]

I wanted to give you what you give me. I can tell you liked it. [ He reached between them to grip Rafa's cock to give the moist tip a massage with the pad of his thumb. He knew it'd come out dry, but he felt the way that orgasm pulsed around his cock, or at least he could've sworn he did.

Vex liked to think he had as much power over Rafa as Rafa did over him. ]

Want me to do it again? [ His eyebrows briefly bounced, as he knew they were both pushing each other to the limits... but he didn't care. He felt like he needed to push every single bloody limit with Rafa right now, and began to thrust harder inside him to emphasize that fact. ]

[mordacita]

[ Rafa's breath catches. He curves over Vex's hand, whining. It's so sensitive, too sensitive. He drops his head forward, pressing it against Vex's shoulder. ]

Yes. [ He says, honestly, and then looks up. ] You should not. But I want you to. I want you.

[ He wraps his arms around Vex, kissing at his neck and jaw. He gasps as those thrusts get harder. His body already feels spent, but it responds anyway, thighs falling apart and cock straining to get hard again. His words disappear into moans, and his lips graze over Vex's neck. He shudders, and his fangs put needle-sharp points of pressure against his pulse, threatening but not quite breaking the skin. Rafa's grip strengthen's around Vex's shoulders, all but clinging to him now. ]

[vexy]

[ Would it always be this way between them now? Just Rafa and he, the two of them against the world, completely reliant on each other. A funny way to think for someone who was in deep denial about his empty bed, and hadn't even asked Rafa about Hunter yet, but there was an desperately pathetic part of him that wished it was so. That this was it. The universe had screwed him but now he had Rafa all to himself so everything would be fine--

It wasn't fine. It would never be fine. But for the moment he could forget everything and drown in his lover.

The tease of his fangs caused him to whimper, a sound that was as whiny and needy as his subconscious thoughts. His body arched against Rafa's, hot and demanding, the pulse in his cock fluttering against the clenching muscles of Rafa's tight ass. The tip of his was weeping fluid, clear and slick inside of the vamp as he writhed and humped. ]

Do it... [ He begged. First English, then Italian: ] Do it, Rafa, make me yours...

[ Words he would come to hate in a few days time, but for now ignorance was bliss. ]

[mordacita]

[ Rafa really doesn't need the encouragement. His teeth sink in, breaking the skin easily. Heat fills his mouth at once, and he sinks down into a new level of pleasure that sent warmth rushing through his veins. He had come again before he even realised he was close to it. His body arched and writhed beneath Vex, but his arms only clamped him tighter.

The ability to drink from him without burning was still novel, still good. In this moment it felt perfect. Rafa had never felt so close to Vex, or so happy to have him in his arms. This, he thought, must be close to heaven.

He had to make himself detach, before he took so much that Vex's heart began to slow. Even with that effort, it was a close thing. It had been a long time since Rafa was tempted to drain a lover dry, and yet Vex brought him to that point. He left Vex on the very edge of danger; enough for cold, tingling fingertips and a sheen of fear.

Rafa falls back, his body collapsing beneath Vex. He looks warmer and more flushed than he ever has, and he still doesn't let Vex go. He strokes his hands over him, petting him and enjoying him. ]

You are mine, [ He says, speaking Italian himself. ] You should know that by now.