pathemaooc | Test Drive #2

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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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Too long.

[That is her immediate reply but she knows that it isn't what he's asking. She just doesn't want to answer. It's selfish of her, she knows that and she knows that he deserves to know.

Her hands slid up to cup his cheeks in her hands and for a moment it felt like no time has passed at all. She just wants to get lost in this moment where she's actually touching Steve again.

But she knows that such things aren't possible and so she lets out a little sigh.]

Ninety-six years. [She still can't stop staring because she's afraid if she looks away that he'll disappear or she'll wake up and find she's been dreaming.]

Like I said, too long.

[She needs to pull herself together somehow and so she exhales and drops her hands down to her sides and takes a step back.]

You're probably wanting some real clothes.

Edited 2017-06-17 05:28 (UTC)

That's...a lot of years.

[He can't even picture it. Steve isn't ready to let her go, but she's moving and he cannot, will not, dictate to her what to do, even when every part of him aches to pull her back in. He let's his knuckles graze the sharp angles of her cheeks before his hands drop to his side.]

What's wrong with it? I'm starting to like this look.

[His lips twitch slightly before curving into a full smile.]

You're not out for revenge, are you? I didn't pick out those outfits the first time.

[Diana would have loved to have just been able to have got lost in being with Steve again, loved to have been able to do so many things. But perhaps that would come later after she was able to wrap her mind around him actually being there.

His words though, they confuse her for a moment and then she remembered. An actual smile begins to form.]

As tempting as the idea of revenge is, no, Eros has decided be nice, I suppose, and in each of our houses is a wardrobe filled with our own clothing.

I can take you to your house...

[He was afraid she'd forgotten how to do that. His gaze traces the gentle curve of her lips and commits it to memory before the rest of her words catch up to him.]

So, Eros. I thought you said all the Gods were dead.

[He's pretty sure he remembers her saying that. That Ares was special because he wasn't dead. He can deal with the fact that someone had stolen his clothes. More Gods is...it's a lot, Diana. Okay? It's still a lot and he barely made peace with the fact that she hadn't been naively lying to him in the first place.

He has never wished he'd paid attention more in school than he was now.]

[It wasn't that she'd forgotten how to smile, it was more along the lines of she hadn't truly had a reason to until he had shown up.

Her lips press together for a moment as her smile fades.]

In our world they are... Mostly. [Except for her but that was a whole other story.]

These Gods... We are not on our world, at least I don't believe we are. This place brings us from different times, worlds and even brings people back from being dead.

[She can't help it and steps closer to him again.]

I hated this place when I was brought here but now... How can I hate a place that brought you back to me?

Then why does he get to control what happens here?

[That's- Yeah, okay, fine. He'll push that line of questioning aside for later. He's no less desperate than she is to take advantage of the time they've been given. Too afraid of how temporary this might be. Leaving her once was hard enough. He reaches for her hand this time, giving it a squeeze.]

I never wanted to leave you.

Because this is his world, we'll his and the other Gods.

[She looks down at their hands and then squeezes back. She remembers the first time she had ever to hold her hand and she flashes him a smile that borders on wistful.]

I know. But you had to and I understand why. You're here now though and that's all that matters right now.

I wasn't sure you would.

[He hadn't been sure she'd heard him, the words he'd been saying, the pressing weight of them that he needed to lift from his chest so he could do what little he could to end the fighting and chaos.

He's only a little ashamed when he leans in and steals that smile from her lips by covering them with his own. A little. Because even he can't be perfect and he's been wanting to kiss her since she first appeared in front of him.]

[Her eyebrows draw a little together and she can't quite figure out why he didn't think she would understand his sacrifice. She hadn't been happy about it, obviously but she had understood his choice. She had felt like a part of her had died with him in that plane.

She was lost in her thoughts when she realized that he was leaning in and before she knew what was going on, he was kissing her. She didn't even think about it, she just kissed him back because how could she not?]

[Ninety-six years and for him it was hours. His hands go back to her face, helpless to stop them and even when he stops the kiss he lingers there.]

Is this all right?

[She sighed when he broke their kiss and she opened her eyes so she could study his expression. Was this all right? No and yes. Her emotions were all over the place and now...

She wanted nothing more to stand here and kiss him but there were things they had to talk about, things he had to understand before they went down this path again.]

Steve, there are some things you need to know. [She drew in a deep breath.] About this island and what we must do... And the things that happen here.

I- [Steve rubs the back of his neck. He hadn't known what to expect or believe when he'd arrived here, but after Ares...He's not entirely willing to test boundaries just yet.]

It was explained.

[It wasn't that long ago that she was discussing female pleasure with him while trying to convince him to lay down beside her. Her bluntness had taken him off-guard then as much as her...reluctance to talk about it now did.]

What else happens here?

[If someone has hurt her...They were probably regretting it already. She would never stand for that.] Or would it better to talk about this behind closed doors?

[At least something had been explained to him and she wouldn't have to talk about that, not that she ever had a problem talking about sex or pleasures of the flesh before but this was all something else entirely.]

I suppose it's just the entire aspect of this island. [Her eyebrows knitted together and for a moment it was almost as if she didn't know what to say, but it was more along the lines of she didn't quite know how to say what she wanted.]

Perhaps that would be better. We can go to my... Well, no. Let's go to your house so you can at least get into something more comfortable for you.

[There's a lack of enjoyment when faced with dying. Also. Dying. No one should die because they're unable to find a partner. That's just-

Wrong.

He's actually kind of enjoying this whole toga look, however. Especially since it comes with sunshine, warmth, life and oh yeah, Diana.]

You know, I can kinda see why the Amazons liked wearing skirts in battle, they're really easy to move around in.

[She glanced over at him, her eyebrows lifting before she smirked. Leave it to Steve to find a way to make her smile.]

So are you saying that you'd like to keep wearing that?

I'm considering it.

[He's considering her too. It's different.

It suits her.

What is he saying, she could wear a paper bag and it'd suit her.

Steve grins at her.]

I won't like the answer to how they got my clothes, will I?

Edited 2017-07-04 19:27 (UTC)

At least it makes your legs look good.

[Oh ho, look at that, she's teasing Steve. It only took her a century to figure that out, okay?

Diana shrugs and then she reaches out and takes his hand so she can lead him towards his house. And she's not planning on letting go of his hand unless he pulls away from her for some reason.]

Probably not. Eros, the God who has managed to bring us all here, he apparently thought it would be nice to give us our clothing from home. [She glanced over at him, one of her eyebrows lifting a bit.] So you'll probably find some of your suits there.

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