pathemaooc | Test Drive #2

ARRIVAL: Your character wakes up in a temple completely naked except for the collar around their neck. Near the spot they wake up is a pile of clothing that is NOT what your character was wearing before they woke up. When they unfold the clothing they will find it's a toga and that there's a pair of sandals under it. Too bad, that's all there is. The sound of bells soon fills the temple, drowning out the noise of chatter and panic, drawing your attention to the statue in the center of the temple before a loud, booming voice fills your head:

Welcome, Honored Guests. I trust you’ve found everything easily enough. You may consider your Toga a token of my generosity and I trust the footwear will be more than sufficient;

Now I’m certain that you all have many questions, so perhaps you’ll permit me to explain.

I, Eros, Son of Ares and Aphrodite, God of Love and Sexual Desire, have brought you to Pathema for a very simple purpose. I offer you sanctuary from the trials and tribulations of your all too dreary existences and in return, I ask only one thing of you.

Your devotion.

I have seen how reluctant you creatures can be when it comes to matters of the flesh, and so I have ensured that all of you shall have the proper encouragement.

Surely you must be aware by now that each of you have been fitted with a collar. I wouldn’t try and remove them if I were you. Your petty magics, or force, will do little more than cause them to tighten I’m afraid.

Over a period of fourteen days, your collars will tighten. I’m told it’s a terribly uncomfortable experience and I wouldn’t suggest you push your limits but you mortals are rather a stubborn lot. Still, never let it be said that I didn’t try to warn you.

Now if at the end of those fourteen days, you have still refused to show your devotion to your God? You will simply cease to exist.

Oh, come now. I am not a cruel and capricious God. You’ll be permitted to return to your previous state of existence, for the mere price of something that you hold dear. A memory of those trivial times from before you were brought to your new home

Ah, yes. I do believe I have your attention now, don’t I?

But of course, how can you, mere peasants, show your God how much you adore him? I should think the answer is very simple, don’t you? I am the God of Sexual Desire after all.

SPRING FESTIVAL: Flowers are in bloom, birds are singing their love songs, and the residents of Pathéma are celebrating the arrival of Spring! Stalls of flowers can be found in the market place, fresh pressed juices and berries are sold and everyone feels more friendly than usual.

At night, bondfires are lit on the beach, and tables of food from your world are displayed alongside food from foreign places. Music is played all night long, and dancers pull strangers to join them, while the fire breathers put on a show for all to see. At midnight, fireworks light up the night skies before the party rages on until the sun comes up.

Blankets are available all over the beach, some giving more privacy than others...

NETWORK: Everyone is provided with a communication device that gives them access to an island-wide network. These can be used for so many things! Send pictures of the drunk guy at the bar, your boobs or whatever you want!!

WILDCARD: There are forests, mountains, marketplaces, all sorts of places to go and explore on the island. Ideas for settings can be found on the locations pages!

**TDM threads can be used as your sample in your application! It can also be considered in game canon if it is agreed on by all characters involved in said threads.

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Spring Festival

Did someone say 'fireworks?' Yes, someone did. Someone, somewhere in the crowd and within earshot, had mentioned them, and while Jamison couldn't tell you who it had been, he will tell you that he could've kissed them on the mouth.

He probably should have. It might've helped with his collar, not to mention shown his sincere gratitude. But it also could've given the game away.

He wasn't going to steal all of them. Not tonight. Only enough to get started on tinkering, because his trigger thumb's been itchy since Day One. Tomorrow, he can start thinking about a bigger heist. A score on wherever they're keeping all that lovely gunpowder.

For now, there's a peg-legged man making his way away from the festival grounds, carrying a bag, out of which are poking a few of those wooden stakes used to prop up the rockets. And while he's doing it as stealthily as he can, he's unable to keep from letting out the occasional quiet giggle.

[arrival]
It wasn't exactly what she was going to be expecting. Waking up naked wasn't really the problem, hell it happened plenty of times to her. What Kaylee was most confused about firstly was that she woke up alone. Then it was that she was wearing a collar. And lastly the voice explaining everything. It didn't sound so bad, Kaylee could think up much worse in one word, at least it seemed there was a choice here and clothes to wear for the immediate.

With everything apparently over and everyone free to leave the temple she wandered out to explore a little.

[spring festival]
Sitting next to a big fire until it got dark with music. It was like being back home. Plenty of times they'd ended jobs sat around a fire late into the evening with the locals. Music, dancing and all that life going on. Sat watching the fire Kaylee is going to talk to whoever happens to be closest.

Scott had gone to get another drink and some more food, coming back to one of the bonfires. It was probably going to be time for the fireworks soon, so he had decided to linger. When he had walked along the dimmer parts of the beach, it was hard not to notice the blankets and areas set up where people were pairing off. He tried not to pay too much attention to it as he picked a bonfire to sit at and sought out a place to settle.

He spotted a young woman that seemed vaguely familiar. Perhaps he had seen her at the temple when he had arrived. The dark haired pilot sat next to her, resting his plate of food on his lap. Might as well get to know some of those that were trapped here like himself.

"Hey.." He greeted with a small smile, genuinely kind. "Enjoying the festival?"

[[ooc: Please don't be intimidated by my lengthy prose. My starters are normally small novella's lol. Visual reference for Scott is HERE, HERE, and HERE! He's around his mid-20's]]

Arrival

Still reeling from Eros's message, Scott was silent except for the occasional muttered curse under his breath as he fought with the clothing that was supplied to him. He desperately wanted to wake up from this dream or rip the collar from his throat - but knew deep down that he wouldn't be able to do either. Everything felt so real, but it couldn't be. Could it? He was still trying to process it all.

At the moment, he was preoccupied with trying to properly cover himself up. He wasn't really body shy - but he didn't want to be tromping around in unfamiliar territory vulnerable and naked either. He managed to secure the fabric around himself and tie the sandals on while feeling somewhat ridiculous under all the shock. He rubbed the top of his wrist where his holo-comm would be if he was still wearing his International Rescue uniform. He felt nothing but frustration and hated feeling so disconnected from his family. Sighing, he picked up the small phone like device and map that had been given to him and stalked out of the temple. He cut a tall almost lanky frame at a few inches over 6 feet, but he had lean muscle definition; clearly in top fitness.

Standing outside the temple to take in the scenery and get his bearings, the young pilot fingered the collar at his throat, mind working furiously. It just wasn't his day.

Spring Festival

Despite being a collared captive in this strange world, Scott had to admit that the island was very beautiful. The festivities and the cheerful atmosphere seemed to make it more bearable. Considering the harrowing experiences he had gone through back home as part of his job, this situation wasn't too bad in comparison. Though it hurt to be separated from his family. Plus he still wasn't quite used to wearing a toga. He had to keep reminding himself that there were worse things.

Sliding a finger along his collar idly in a mild show of discomfort, Scott settled by one of the large bonfires on the beach with a plate of food and a drink. He had spent a part of the day wandering to observe the festivities and then later spend time at the beach to listen to the music. Might as well try some of the festival food as well.

He nibbled at the food on his plate, observing the goings on around him with striking light blue eyes. Though every now and again he would lower them as he reflected that the sounds of the sea, salt smell in the air and the sand - reminded him of home. It helped distract him from the fact that sooner rather than later, he would have to find a collar partner to help loosen his collar. He wasn't in dire straights yet, but he didn't want to push his limits and wait another week. If he was going to be able to go home again, he had to at least try and acquiesce to Eros's demands.

Edited 2017-06-16 09:36 (UTC)

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Test Drive #2

Jamison "Junkrat" Fawkes | Overwatch

Kaylee Frye | Firefly

Spring Festival :)

Scott Tracy | Thunderbirds Are Go