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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Typically, Percy tried to avoid the island social gatherings, as he'd learned they never came without a hidden price--food and drink spiked with aphrodisiac among the more common occurrences. It was pure chance, a moment's pique at his lack of proper tools and resources to make adjustments and repairs to Diplomacy that saw him leaving his home for an evening.

It was even slimmer chance that he saw her on the beach at all--a solitary, lonely form, separated from the crowd, gazing out at the dark ocean. His woefully human eyes couldn't make out the slender points of her ears from the distance, but he did catch the flash of blue feathers tucked behind them. The brief glance was enough to make him glance again, and then move closer, and the to jog quickly across the sand and call out.

"Vex?"

The sound of her name gave her a jolt because the voice was familiar enough to her that she knew it wasn't someone new from this place yelling it. In a flash she was on her feet, her eyes scanning the beach until she saw the head of white hair and someone jogging towards her.

All of a sudden her heart was in her throat, pushed by excitement and relief that brought tears to her eyes at the sight of him. It wasn't just that it was someone from Vox Machina but more so that it was him.

"Percy!" She rushed towards him, ready to fling herself into his arms without a care if it knocked them both to the ground or not.

Thankfully, she rushed towards him at enough of a starting distance that he had time to brace for the impact of her body crashing into his. His arms came around her instinctively, both to catch her and simply to hold on to her. Emotions welled up in him in quick succession--joy to hear her voice and see her face, relief to have to company of someone from home so close, dread and trepidation that it meant she too was now trapped on this bloody island. And, amid all of it, a frighteningly powerful wave of longing. Hers had been the last voice he'd heard before he'd woken up here, the voice that had reached lovingly through the shadowy divide between life and death, beckoning him back towards the light.

"Are you all right?" Percy kept his hands on her shoulders and eased back, squinting down at her with only moonlight and distance flickering fire to light her face. "How long have you been here?"

At one time, such a reaction and affection would have been for her twin brother only but there was no hesitation in her as she threw her arms around his neck to cling to him in a way. The urge to cry was so strong that she had to actually close her eyes to keep the tears from escaping. It probably didn't help that one of their last experiences together was him dying and then being brought back. That she had confessed her heart belonged to him over his dead body...and nothing was said about it after.

"I'm fine, darling." She said reassuringly as she leaned back when he did, seeming to hesitate over any space being made between them now that they knew he was here. Then she gave a soft laugh, reaching a hand up to play her fingertips over his forehead as she brushed some of his hair back. "You look so worried. I've only been here a couple of days, nothing has happened to me yet."

"But what about you? How long have you been here?"

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"Longer than a few days," Percival admitted, taking a breath and allowing himself a few quiet seconds to enjoy being touched and fussed over by someone who knew him, who cared for him, who he couldn't truly hide from no matter how he might try. How vividly he could imagine laying his hand over hers and turning his head to press a kiss to the inside of her wrist. He merely squeezed her shoulders lightly, dropped his hands down to cup her elbows and give them a little more space.

"I'm sorry, I should have checked the temple. I gave up on seeing any of you there, after a while."

Vex felt a small flicker of possessive jealousy storm through her for a moment when she realized what it meant when he said that he had been there for longer than a few days but she let it go. She wanted to focus on the present, on the moment right now and smiled softly before catching him in another hug with her arms around his neck again.

"I was scared I was going to be alone." She admitted in a small voice, closing her eyes briefly as the emotion made her throat feel tight. Then she eased back to look at him. "But you're here and I'm here. Maybe that means the others will show up soon too, then we can figure a way out of here."

Percy wasn't happy about it either, knowing there was a collar encircling Vex's slender neck, already beginning the slow process of squeezing the life from her unless she gave adequate tribute. That she would have to do what it took to survive, just as he had. Vex had felt the touch of death, too--a briefer touch than his own, a less traumatic touch, but she knew what the dark and the cold felt like.

He certainly wouldn't let that happen to her. Whatever it took. Even if that meant swallowing his emotions and smothering his own feelings of jealousy and longing.

"We'll have each other's back, darling," Percy assured her, taking her hands in his and squeezing them reassuringly. "As we always do."

Test Drive #3

GOSH I LOVE DYING AND BEING DEAD I mean, A.

YEAH YOU DO. COME JOIN ME.

/ROLLS AROUND

THE FEEEEEELS

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