pathemaooc | Test Drive #3

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.

SUMMER SOLSTICE: 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...

MONSOON SEASON: It's raining season on the island, but like anything else here, this is no regular rain...

One moment the sky is blue and the sun warm, and one second later, dark grey clouds spill their content on the island residents. Sometimes it comes down as a light mist, and other times in such a manner that anyone running underneath is from head to toe in seconds. Sometimes, thunder rages on, and hail comes down from the sky instead of rain.

Spaces to hide oneself are sparse, and you may have to share your protected corner with someone else...

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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Soul.... Dude. I've already had four years to do that kinda crap on the last island. Not really wanting to do that here. It gets old and then I have to come up with standards and it's not worth it.

[She's joking. Mostly. And wow, this dude needs to chill out some.]

[Yeah. He's not dealing well with all of this. Plus, the last time he got laid was months ago, if you don,t count all of the time he's watched memories of Ezio doing so. He's still grossed out too. Talk about oversharing.]

I'm sure you can afford more than just decent standards in this place.

[And then it clicks:]

Wait, wait. Back up a little. There's another island like this? Why hasn't anyone heard of this place before? I'm pretty sure sex tourism would have picked up quickly.

You lose needing standards the first time you're cursed and you end up boning someone on a picnic table in the middle of a park.

[Trufacts, oh so much trufacts.]

That, sir, is because we're on a sex island run by a god. They only want who they bring here. If they start allowing tourists around here, we kinda lose our specialness.

[Desmond coughs lightly, because sorry little lady, but he's totally having a mental picture of that.]

Ah...Curse? Like...magical hexes performed by wizards?

[What new hell as he just found himself in? Still, she manages to make him smile slightly]

I could really do without any specialness, totally. What's the point of bringing us here, anyway? I mean, I heard the statue, but come on. There most people better willing at being...'devoted' to this asshole.

Like... magical dickbaggery by asshole Gods with too much time on their hands.

[Her eyebrows lift. This guy. She shakes her head.]

Where's the fun in having people do what you want? This way he gets to be an ass and a voyeur. I mean, it's not always like that. You get to meet some good people. Sometimes.

[Well, that wouldn't be too far from his 'normal' life.]

And let me guess: there's no way to not be affected by whatever game Eros wants to play?

[He's usually nicer than this. Give him a few days to get used to this.]

I guess that speaks of how much of an asshole he likes to be, then. [Because, really, complacent people are so much easier to control. Desmond as learn that much from the Templars.

Desmond tilts his head:]

Good to know that it's not all crazy people that gets kidnapped. [Surprisingly enough, he talks about himself. Self-derision is his best humor.]

Nope, no way at all. I mean, there was a priest on the other island and yeah, I mean, Eros has no priorities at all.

[She shrugs because she's seen a mixture of people on the islands. Some people really liked it there despite all the crazy sex and some wanted to kill everyone they crossed.]

No, there's gotta be some sane people around. I'll let ya know when and if I run into any of them.