Test Drive #1

[pathemamods]

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. Perhaps your character is curious and leaves the temple or maybe they activate their device (accidentally or on purpose).

TOGA PARTY: Eros thinks that a party is what's needed to welcome everyone! This event is held on the beach in the Second District and everyone is welcome! Just be sure to wear your toga (HAHA)! There are large silk tents that are filled with pillows for characters to lounge on. There's food (think Greek) and lots to drink! Eros wants everyone to have fun and get to know each other! So eat, drink and mingle!!

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.

CODED BY TESSISAMESS

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[seeingthings]

Richie can see where this is going, and he relinquishes one of the large squares of fabric without a word. If he doesn't need is, Kate can certainly use it. It's no skin off his nose...literally in this case. He takes his gun back, extra clip sliding back into the makeshift waistband, but the weapon itself stays out, and he's actually slightly more comfortable with a gun in his hand and not burning up the moment sun hits his skin.

As his brother's hand connects lightly with his cheek twice, he looks almost surprised by the gesture, his shoulders briefly tensing before they relax, and the whole thing sets him slightly at ease, some of the anger generated earlier fading into the background.

When shit got real, they tended to let the drama fall to the wayside, if only for a little while.

But then Seth turns away to focus on Kate, and Richie's eyes watch his brother like a hawk, analyzing that look on his face, the way he pauses and swallows, and he's not sure it's just about the fact that Kate's apparently not just a corpse after all. Either that, or his brain has concocted one hell of a mindfuck, and he doesn't want to know the implications of that.

"All we've gotta do is move our feet and stop staring at each other."

And with that, he's just gonna move past them and keep walking if they don't start shuffling their feet first. He's got too many things on his mind to focus on just one for any length of time, and it's clear by the distant look in his eye as he passes that it's getting to him.

[unpreach]

She didn’t fight Seth or try to shrug off the gesture, Kate far too grateful to have something more to keep herself covered. Too distracted still by the uncertainty caused by the very obvious change in Richie. The extra sheet better allowed her to conceal the weapon in her hand, her gaze skating over the device Seth had given her as she pondered the idea of calling for help. But who would she call? Freddie was either here somewhere or unable to come for them and the authorities? When had she become somebody who thought of Police and thought ‘Danger’?

She saw it then: The immediate change in Seth, the almost loving gesture of that pat on Richie’s cheek. It was the kind of thing she’d seen them do back in the RV and even then, despite why they were all together, Kate had seen it as evidence of there being real good in these men. Her lips twitched, something like an encouraging smile offered to Richie, Kate’s version of a ‘see it’s going to be okay’.

The shift in focus from his brother to her, saw Kate turn her attention back on Seth. A shake of her head to assure him she was fine as she hugged the sheet around her shoulders. A small surge of warmth went through her at that smirk, something so familiar about it that it caused her mouth to curl and for a moment, she could almost forget the pain that their sudden parting of ways had caused.

A question danced behind her eyes, Kate watching something play out in his mind and despite the circumstances, they found themselves in, she wanted to know more than anything what he was thinking. He was staring at her again, but not like before, not like she was an object in a museum to be marveled at but as if he were finally seeing her this time. Kate’s lips parted, words dancing on the tip of her tongue before it was Richie that put a hold on anything she would have said.

As if a spell had been broken, her gaze fell away, Kate pulling in a shuddering breath of air as Richie started to move without them.

“Good idea.” Was all she could manage to say as she straightened and shook off the emotion that had stirred. One last, lingering look at Seth before she turned away to follow behind Richie now.

[darknstormy]

The spell was broken for the time being. Richie got his wish and the two followed his steps. So many things that needed to be said and settled but Seth continued to hold it all in. Each deserved individual attention. Now wasn't the time. Dream or no dream. They had to move on together and find some answers.

"Two buildings in that direction. Peddler's market or some shit, south." Even with Richie ahead of him, Seth didn't cease from barking directives. "I don't think we're ready to descend on the natives. Let's see if we can get some answers or at least pow-wow at the first building."

Richie had been spot on. Even after leaving the temple, everything had an ancient Roman/Greek vibe to it. Seth wasn't really familiar but he was a quick study. "They didn't exactly give instructions on how to wear one of these things in Animal House. Hopefully whoever's in there can be of some assistance," he quipped with a motion of his head in the direction they should go in.

Whoever could be found inside the structure hopefully understood more than the native tongue. Seth couldn't do more than spout off a few names for traditional greek dishes, at best. He kept close behind Kate and continued to keep a hand at her back as they moved and came to a stop.

[seeingthings]

Richie moves with purpose toward the door of the building Seth indicates, reaching for the handle and pulling it open a couple inches before peering inside. With no immediate threats visible, he opens the door further, keeping it there so that Seth can usher Kate inside before following after them and letting it close behind them.

Despite his apparent ability to walk in the sun, he still breathes out heavily the moment they're shaded from it. Avoiding it has been a constant in his life for awhile by this point, and it's hard to break habits that quickly when they generally mean avoiding pain and horrible death.

He leans his back against the inside wall beside the door, thoughts continuing to whizz through his head as he turns his gaze toward his brother, any sense of anger or fight having entirely left him by this point.

If anything, he's looking for some kind of direction as hypocritical as that might seem. He's completely out of his depth here.

They all are.

[unpreach]

She didn’t reject the hand on her back this time, Kate simply grateful for the peace that appeared to settle between the brothers. She wasn’t about to be the one to raise tensions again and it wasn’t that she minded his doing so. She just didn’t want to rely on his always protecting her the way that she had in the past. Didn't want him to keep seeing her as somebody who needed it.

As they move inside the building, Kate’s eyes struggled to adjust to the comparative darkness. She blinked rapidly, trying to pull the room into focus as she stalled just inside the door where Richie stood. She was now able to see that every inch of the floors and walls were covered in a mosaic of tiles, in various shades of blue. Elaborate gold borders, glitter as the sun peaks in through a window, creating an all too breathtaking sight now that Kate can fully appreciate it.

She could hear the sound of people talking, she thought, echoing in a room beyond the one they were in. Her gaze shifted from Richie to Seth, a silent ‘Should we?’ hanging in the air but rather than wait for one of them to lead the way, it’s Kate who started towards what would soon turn out to be, the Pathema Unisex Bath.

(You’re welcome)

[darknstormy]

Maybe the hand at her back wasn't so much protective as possessive. Not that Seth would say given that he had the habit of having a hand on Kate from early on. Initially, protective without any conscious thought. Yet in Mexico she protected him just as much, if not more so. ...Things they wouldn't talk about just yet.

Seth continued to eye their surroundings with a hand no longer ushering the preacher's daughter as she led further into the building. However, his hand did reach and grab her close as they stumbled what looked like a public bath. Nice.

"Yeah, there a locker room or a separate room around? Rather not let some of our stuff get wet while we're in here." Stuff like any of Kate or either of the three weapons they each carried. And why not poke around through other's belongings? He wasn't expecting the sight before him but Seth was always quick on his feet.

Leave it to him to speak and expect someone to answer as if they hadn't just somehow arrived in ancient Greece. He kept a poker face, ignoring how everyone in the bath seemed to look at the three of them like they were on a menu. The elder Gecko couldn't help but think that had to feel odd to his younger brother.

They were covered in sheets so his mind couldn't make the leap to being lusted after until a three-way kiss began at one side of the bath. Seth swallowed, his head cantered at the sight of the two girls and one (lucky) guy suddenly engaged in a lip lock.

Then two hairy ogres were licking their lips in Kate's direction and prompted him to grab the pistol grip at his waistline. "Locker room? Dressing room? Anyone?"

[seeingthings]

Oh for fuck's sake, this was getting weirder by the moment.

His face screws up, and while Seth had Kate and is pulling her closer to him, Richie keeps walking until he's got his body between them and the rest of these randoms, blocking them with his height.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" He doesn't know if they can understand him or not, but it doesn't really matter, because in the next moment his face is changing to something menacing and scaled, a hiss erupting from his throat.

The bath goers want nothing to fucking do with that, at least.

Richie gestures with a flick of his hand to go back the other way because they weren't gonna get any privacy to take a breather in this direction.

[unpreach]

Seth needn’t have bothered. Kate was already coming to a screeching halt, trying to make her body go backwards when momentum was working against her. For all her silent promises about not needing him to protect her? She sure was pressing back against him like she needed that protection now.

Her head immediately turned away, color crawling up her neck like a hand that was reaching for the tops of her cheeks and though she tried her very best to look like she wasn’t as bothered by all this as her coloring suggested she was, the suddenly fascinating ceiling was enough of a give away.

She wouldn’t have looked again if it weren’t for the movement at her back, Kate catching sight of Seth’s gun out of the corner of her eye and it was only natural for her to see what had prompted the less than low key response. Which she of course, immediately regretted when she saw more of those two leering men than she ever wanted to see in her life.

“Oh-My-God...Gross” She didn’t care if she looked every bit the”Preacher’s Daughter” right now. Kate Fuller, unashamedly closed her eyes.

Not that it was needed as she soon would see, the sound of Richie erupting, causing her open them a crack and the sight of his back, was a welcome change from the hairiest, most naked men she’d ever seen in her life. Quite possibly the only naked men she’d seen in her life, and that included her Dad.

[darknstormy]

The situation could've gone sideways but it didn't so Seth didn't bitch. With what they'd been through, everyone in that pool could've been some kind of mythical monster from ancient Greece. Why were they here at all? The eldest Gecko had yet to come up with a good answer to that.

"Point, Team Gecko." The quip came easily and with no malice toward his brother. Seth didn't care for the fangs but couldn't deny they came in use. His panned to the preacher's daughter when she had her moment but didn't utter a word. There was a reason the two men were alone. Kate was right.

Seth tried not to be obvious as he looked back at the trio in the corner briefly who had yet to come up for air even after what some could've considered a parlor trick (and would've been very sorry if they had). With more mischief than he had uttered in some time, he uttered...

"Water must be cold." He left the statement there as they navigated back out. With people naked and in the equivalent of wading pools, there wasn't much danger of not catching someone trying to creep up on them. Seth went ahead with Richie's suggestion, tugging Kate with a grasp at her hip.

[seeingthings]

He quiets but still stares down the two men, waiting until he hears Seth and Kate's footsteps start to recede before he follows with them at his back, taking steps backward until he has a decent amount of space between himself and the apparent nudists. Richie's sure not weaponless, could drop both of them in any number of ways if they tried to follow, but miraculously they don't, and after another moment he's quickening his steps, turning, and catching up with them.

His face is smooth again when he reaches them, giving a single shake of his head to remove some of the hair that's fallen in front of his face.

"Anyone else tempted to pour bleach in their eyes?"

He mutters it mostly under his breath as his long strides have him walking beside them again.

"Because I've seen more dick today than I've ever needed to see."

[unpreach]

Seth’s comment earned him a confused look from Kate, who thankfully was too distracted by the creepy old guys to even register the trio that Seth was referring to. But before she could even think to throw a look back over her shoulder, he was ushering her out of there, with Richie finally bringing yp the rear,

“That... makes two of us.” A shudder running through her body at the mere memory of the way they’d leered at her. It hadn’t been for long though, and Kate shot Richie a sideways glance, something caught between curiosity and confusion stirring in her eyes. Seth looking out for her? That she understood. They’d spent months together since the Twister, but Richie?

“Thanks.” Uncertainty there but the sentiment still holding true. “You know… both of you.” It was harder to acknowledge Seth’s actions when she was foolishly determined to prove that she didn’t need him to fight her battles for her, but the more insane all of this became, the more she wanted to simply lean into it.

[darknstormy]

Richie had the luxury of not knowing what prison life was like. His older brother had seen more naked men than any straight guy needed to in a lifetime in the course of five years. There was a reason why Seth rarely stayed shirtless unless fresh out of a shower and the showers he took were quick.

The thought swiftly killed whatever jokes had been in his mind. What happened in prison would stay in prison as far as Seth was concerned. He swallowed thickly, internally trying to shake the memories that threatened to surface by the simple statement innocently made while tension never dropped from his shoulders.

Kate finished pulling him out of the bleak walk down memory lane. She thanked both of them? He glanced at Richie before bringing his gaze back to Kate. In his mind, he interpreted what his brother had done as part of their bond but could see how the preacher's daughter would voice appreciation for the overall gesture.

Then again, a second longer of thought prompted Seth to think that he really hadn't done anything at all. It was all Richie this round. Not that the elder Gecko wouldn't have reacted if something further kicked off but nothing took place worthy of thanks. He physically shook his head this time, ridding what ran rampant in his head. "It's nothin'."

Maybe he shouldn't have spoken for Richie. Seth wanted to move on from the moment the way Kate and his brother wanted to move from being exposed to naked men. It wasn't out of the ordinary for him to speak for the both of them, yet it was also something Richie recently made clear that he detested. Hopefully another argument could get benched until they were out of sight.

Seth silently led the way to the next building, putting a hand out to stop Kate and let Richie pass them in entering first. "You first, Hero."

[seeingthings]

Richie doesn't say anything, but his eyebrows draw together silently, though he tries to hide any actual thought processes from his expression. Of all people, she doesn't have any reason to thank him. Then again, some of those reasons? She didn't even know about.

He wasn't so horrible as to let a couple of gross pervs get their hands on her, regardless. He wasn't that big of a tool, contrary to popular belief, apparently.

Seth spoke up for them, and for once it honestly didn't bother him. It really was nothing in the idea that of course he wasn't just gonna fucking leave her behind or some shit.

He does, however, give his brother a look at the hero line. There was nothing heroic about the small gesture of scaring the shit out of a couple of creepers. It's not like he even broke a sweat. "Shove it." But he keeps moving toward the door, pushing it open just in time for all of their recently acquired devices to suddenly burst into sound.

Richie doesn't stop until he's inside the doorway, still not entirely trusting the sun as he pulls out the little communicator, watching a video feed start up so that they can look at this guy who very quickly turns out to be a total egotistical douchenozzle.

"This guy clearly wants to die."

[unpreach]

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