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Zhautas ([personal profile] zhautasmods) wrote in [community profile] sexyspace2018-06-25 07:10 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME #2

Awakening
Artificial lights assault your eyes. It takes a few blinks for them to adjust properly. Quiet mechanical whirs and clicks sound in the small, sparse space that you had likely been corralled into before being put to sleep for the long journey. As grogginess fades away and lucidity starts to take hold, you begin to remember where you are and why you’re here on this spaceship thousands of light years away from home and perhaps everything and everyone you’ve ever known.

The multiverse is sick. It’s dying. And it’s up to you to save it. Or, at least, that’s what the Zenith Corporation had told you when they announced their search for a cure across the multiverse. They hand-picked individuals to be "volunteers" for the next stage of experimentation. Maybe they made it sound dire, maybe you already had your mind set to help, or maybe the specifics of how you could help was vague. Considering the alternative was wasting away on your home planet with no promise of when this cure might actually come to fruition, it ultimately wasn’t much of a choice either way.

Everything comes to life the more awake that you start to feel. "Good morning, volunteer," sounds a synthetic, feminine voice in your ear. That must be one of the fancy features they advertised about the chip that was injected just beneath your skin. A projected HUD above your torso displays and scrolls through several readings about the state of your being. "A scan of your vital signs show that everything is functioning as normal." There’s a small pause. "Wait-" The spike of alarm that should follow that single, distressed-sounding word is accompanied by a light chime. "Emotional responses are still accurate, too. Thank you for your cooperation!" Without any further explanation or allowing for protest, she continues on. "I hope you enjoyed your nap! We’ll be descending to planet #05031941 - common name designated as Zhautas - in approximately three hours. There will be a brief orientation for all volunteers exactly one hour before landing. Due to potential unnatural stress levels upon awakening from stasis, I suggest a relaxing trip to the garden beforehand."

If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask.
My name is R.O.S.I.E. and, on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re happy to have you aboard.
Code Credit

Say Aloe (Prospective Players Only)


Red lights lead the way to the gym, green will be your path to the gardens, ostignuh is- Wait, what do you mean the color ostignuh is burning your eyes? Huh. They must have over-corrected for your species. Oh, well. They’ll fix that for the next trip. For now, don’t worry about it. It probably didn’t lead to anything important anyway!

  1. The staff is much more attentive this time than they were with the first wave of volunteers. Poor feedback and the threat of losing their jobs if they don't improve their standing will do that! Unfortunately, it isn't just the colors that have been over-corrected. Despite how many times you tell the very helpful staff member that you're fine, they won't leave you alone. Are you sure? They can walk with you if you'd like. They can even hold your hand if you're overwhelmed! If there's anything you need, they're here for you.

    Maybe if you find a buddy to walk you to your destination they might divert their attention to a different volunteer. The buddy system is pretty fool-proof, after all.

  2. As you draw closer to the gardens, the lights in the hallway begin to dim. In fact, the only available source of illumination for a small distance is the thin green line across the floor guiding your way. Careful not to trip! There's handy railing to hold onto or maybe you accidentally grab the arm of that (hopefully) cute person nearby. It's kind of hard to tell and green isn't really a flattering color anyway.

    Suddenly, you're stepping into a wide open space of twilight. Iridescent flowers dot the landscape for as far as the eye can see. They come in all different shapes, sizes, and glow softly in this simulated night-scape. Trees of shining magenta leaves and blue bark wind up to the stars. Or, at least, the viewing panels that allow the stars to be seen from inside the ship. Not to worry, it's entirely safe and beautiful!

    The featured flower of this month is the Nykt Blossom. Be warned, however, that inhaling its pollen causes increased levels of oxytocin. This will cause you to feel compelled to bond socially with others. That is, you might find yourself a lot more friendly than usual! Maybe a little too friendly, even, if you're especially susceptible to its effects.

  3. It's very easy to miss the warning signs in this dark as you step into the section of the garden that houses the more alien plant-life.

    They'll fix that for the future, of course, but for now many volunteers are likely finding themselves subject to the same unfortunate circumstances. Coitendrils are in abundance here; they're a pretty touchy feely species. It's a plant that thrives in warm conditions and grows at an incredibly fast rate to seek out these cozy spots. As it turns out, your body warmth is the highest temperature around and exactly what it's looking for.

    Before you know it, long green tendrils are suddenly growing around your arms or legs in speedy spirals. They get everywhere in a matter of mere seconds. Their growth is aggressive, finding ways beneath the fabric of whatever clothes you happen to be wearing and to the skin below. The only way to reverse their growing hold is to cool yourself off and fast. Maybe someone can grab you some ice?
Orientation (Prospective Players Only)

Around an hour before landing, an announcement is made to everyone aboard the ship. It’s time to find your way to the amphitheater for orientation. If anyone gripes, they are reminded that it has mandatory safety information that the Zenith Corporation is legally required to cover. In fact, there's even a quiz at the end to make sure you understand all the technical ins and outs! The Zenith Corporation only has your best interests at heart. They also can’t afford another lawsuit or PR nightmare but who can, really? It’s only a half an hour long and R.O.S.I.E. reassures everyone that it will go by faster than they think.
  1. Are you way too cool for school? If you try to play hookey, the crew members of the spaceship are already on guard. You're not the first one to try this and they doubt you'll be the last. Try as you might to super sleuth your way around, there’ll be someone at apparently every single turn and twist you try.

    It’s also very likely that in scrambling to find a place to hide you’ll run into someone else breaking the rules! Perhaps great minds think alike and you decide to try to defy the system together. Or maybe they’re totally just getting in your way and you decide instead to throw them to the wolves to give yourself a better chance at escaping certain boredom that is an informational seminar. The choice is yours, volunteer!

  2. Whether you come to the orientation willingly or are dragged in by one of the staff, you’ll quickly realize just how bad R.O.S.I.E. lied. A half an hour feels almost like ten hours instead. The last time you checked your watch, it was somehow later than when you check it now. Is time going backward? It sure seems like it the longer you listen to the monotone voice read over colored flavor text clearly meant to engage but missing its mark stupendously. Even the motivation of a quiz at the end that needs to be passed in order to disembark seems to do little to nothing for your dwindling attention span.

    Finally, there’s a break in the bureaucratic monotony. The faceless, droning voice introduces one of the staff currently on Zhautas, Jeneviere. He's assistant to the head scientist, Professor Quintalian, and freshly assigned overseer of new volunteers. He also looks like he absolutely doesn't want to be the one doing this seminar.

    "Come now, Jenny," says a masculine voice off screen. "You promised."
    "I know what I said," he snaps, glaring off camera and not seeming to care much for the fact this is a live feed nor that these new volunteers are expecting something a bit more professional.
    "Then what's the problem?" the voice asks again. As it does, a tentacle wiggles into view and gives a reassuring pat on the deerman's shoulder. "I know for a fact that you like being filmed, Jenny, so really this shouldn't be so daunting-"

    As he speaks, Jeneviere's cheeks suddenly burn red hot. He stands forcefully out of his chair and uses one of those hoofs to kick harshly at the source of the tentacles. There's a very undignified squawk at the attack before the video feed cuts out and a technical difficulties sign is displayed.

    "... Right," the narrator from before says to break the undeniably awkward silence. "Just give us a moment, volunteers, and we'll get a pre-recorded seminar ready for you instead. In the meantime, let's open up communications with the facility and allow you to discuss with those already on the planet about what they've enjoyed most about their time on Zhautas so far?*

  3. Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.

    It isn't too hard. Or maybe it is. Perhaps it's just the pressure that you only have fifteen minutes to complete it. What was the professor's first name again? How many research facilities are there on the planet? Staff are scrutinizing your every move now, it feels like. Do you take the risk and try to whisper for help to the person next to you? Pass notes? Do what you must to succeed! ...Or you can just shamefully take the quiz again and again and again until they're legally obligated to let you off board.
Welcome to Zhautas! (All Players)

Finally, it's time to disembark at the research facility. This time they have the right coordinates so it's as easy as stepping off the ship and to your new home away from home. Or, at least, it should have been that easy...

There's an awful lot of construction going on around here. Several beings with hard hats, power tools, and ridiculous amounts of glue are rushing about. They're shouting orders and saying "excuse me" where they remember to. Still, it can be hard to get a word in edgewise about the fact that you're new volunteers here to check-in. In addition to the construction, there's also an awful lot of important-seeming people walking throughout the facility as well that staff are far more attentive to than you.

In short, it's borderline chaos as you try to get your bearings.

  1. "Bad news, new volunteers," says R.O.S.I.E. in the midst of all the commotion. "We have your housing assignments but there have been some... technical difficulties in preparing the new rooms." There's actually been a lot of technical difficulties, period. Maybe you've already noticed with the lights randomly changing color or dimness, the vending machine that launched your drink at you, or R.O.S.I.E. herself glitching out periodically when responding. The problem with the rooms is that the doors won't open. Or they won't stay closed. Or that they open and close constantly and forcefully so it's a safety hazard. As if everything else going on with all the construction isn't.

    "We're working on it as fast as we can, but for now, we've set up a temporary sleeping situation until its resolved." Everyone will be directed to one of the larger common rooms in the east wing of the facility while the rest of the volunteers are still awaiting their new housing as promised. Mattresses are laid out in rows on the floor. There's plenty of blankets, pillows, and even some LED lights strung around the room to provide some nice ambience.

    Additionally, there's a screen covering one of the walls for a movie to be projected on before bed. R.O.S.I.E. has chosen a thematically appropriate film that was approved by Professor Quintalian himself. Snacks are provided too! It's an old-fashioned sleepover, volunteers. Make a blanket fort, enjoy what's on for your viewing pleasure, and have - most of all - have fun.

  2. What's a sleepover without scary stories? Flashlights have been provided and it's time to get spooky. Here's your chance to share that real thriller that you know from back home. Maybe another world has a similar tale! Either way, there's nothing like bonding over a little healthy fear. Right?

    Or maybe terrifying strangers isn't your idea of a good time and you'd rather make shadow puppets instead. That's also an option! In fact, some people are trying to start a contest out of it to see who can cast the most creative shadows around.

  3. The night staff comes around for one last security sweep. Get some sleep, they say. It's been a long day. Tomorrow might be even longer if they still can't figure out the rooms or where to put all these new volunteers for the time being.

    As nice as that sounds, it's a little easier said than done. Whether it's the construction noise, the person next to you snoring, or late night existential thoughts it's difficult for sleep to find you. Maybe talking to someone might help? Or maybe you just need to go to the bathroom. Good luck crossing the swath of bodies, in the case of the latter, and who knows! You might find someone else having as much trouble sleeping as you that you can commiserate with.

    Or maybe you're the one snoring. Do you happen to kick in your sleep? How unfortunate for the person assigned to the mat next to you. They might be courteous or they might tell you just how obnoxious it is. Whatever the case might actually be, you're likely in for a long first night here at the research facility.
Network/Bangr (All Players)

During all the goings-on, R.O.S.I.E. will prompt you to set up your presence on the network. Pick a username, a profile picture, and commence to shitposting immediately if you so desire! Additionally, if you want to get a headstart on your contribution to the volunteer program, why not set up your Bangr? R.O.S.I.E. even has an icebreaker question ready for you! They change every month. This month's question is:

Do you like wake-up sex or staying up all night?*
(*Despite what you might actually put, know that R.O.S.I.E. is a little glitchy. What you wrote might not actually be what's displayed! I.E., you can totally use this as a misfire type deal in case your character wouldn't answer this question.)


bangr
Professor Quintalian | 35
Do you like wake-up sex or staying up all night?
Wake-up sex is the best, in my opinion. Hormones are more haywire first thing in the morning; it's just scientific sense to get your bang in during wake-up time.

YES
NO


BANGR CODE
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wickerman: (tonight we walk on water)

[personal profile] wickerman 2018-06-29 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
So do I. There's no point in living that long if the only thing that gave it meaning is gone. [Not that he ever craved immortality. He knew as a child he was destined to die young, but it never bothered him. His deeds would outlive any mortal life, after all.]

Where do you come into this story, doctor?
kisekae: (music's got me feelin so free)

[personal profile] kisekae 2018-06-29 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Mi~da~re Toushirou~! At your service, Reisen-chan~! -Another twirl, another bow, and then a struck pose, with his hand spread in front of his eyes, as if a star of some kind.-
kisekae: (asphalt flower blooming through a crack)

[personal profile] kisekae 2018-06-29 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
-Oh goodness... Just the sight of Cu's orgasm had Midare coming himself, into his own hand. Amazing... To think technology could even allow for something like this. It took him a moment to come back, having to clean up his mess first, but Cu didn't have to wait too long...-

ur rly amazing mister. that got me goin so hot. i cant wait to meet ur in person~
congenital: (pic#)

[personal profile] congenital 2018-06-29 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
The professor seems like the type to be into that.
kisekae: (excuse me while i kiss the sky)

[personal profile] kisekae 2018-06-29 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
oh she wasnt shy. she left the cave because the idea got her excited.

its a pretty famous thing that happened. at least in japan
congenital: (pic#)

[personal profile] congenital 2018-06-29 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh yiKES he's going to cry. He's going to cry. She glances away quickly, grapples with it. No. There's no good way out of this now that he's on the verge of crying. She's committed. She can't just yeet out of this.

So she puffs out a breath — a long one, cheeks inflated and everything. Alright. Digging right into this. She's just gonna … prod for more, she supposes.
]

Was Elektra a client of yours?
pointedlook: <lj user="asylums" site="insanejournal.com"> (timing is everything)

[personal profile] pointedlook 2018-06-29 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ He shuts the door to the cabinet with the vases and reaches for the next one over. This one has some bottles of different colored liquids, which seems promising. Pulling one bottle out, he inspects the label on the front first and then turns it in his hands, passing a glance over the fine print.

Halfway through, his attention is pulled away by her answer. Of course, he can hardly hold her nervousness against her. Even without the mutant aspect, the military isn't exactly a trusted organization. Hell, he'd been in it and still thought it was full of shit.

(Or maybe he thought that way precisely because he'd been a part of the experiments). ]


I was young and naive; I'd enlisted right after high school. It seemed like it would do more good than harm, then.

[ Just another way to say he was young and stupid. He knows better now. ]

It was for training, for the soldiers. Drop them in a dream landscape that looked like an active front, let them experience a fight in so-called real time. Pain still registers in the mind, even in a dream. The military thought they could get soldiers used to injuries and death before they hit the real ground.

A good idea, in theory.

[ Sufficiently convinced this bottle must be drinkable, he unscrews the cap, takes a cursory sniff. Yeah, smells just like spiced rum of some sort; he recaps it after. In the same cabinet is a shelf of glasses– he pulls two of them out, rims pushed together between his thumb, index, and middle fingers.

Straightening, he walks over to where Rogue is floating and takes a seat in the nearby chair, momentarily leaned forward to set the glasses and the bottle on the coffee table. ]


Those early tests were uncomfortable. The drugs used to induce the dreams weren't as good, didn't last very long. You'd be sick for days afterwards, sometimes weeks if you had exceptional sensitivity.

[ A number of people had to drop out for that reason alone. Arthur undoes the cap and pours out a measured amount in both glasses. ]

As the drugs got better, the dreams got clearer, which was technically a good thing. The major downside is that people lost track of what was real and what wasn't. Recruits would wake up from an injury in the dream and think that injury was still with them, topside.

[ Fuck, it's been a while since he's had to think about this. He bites down on the memories, reaches out and hands her a glass. ] Some... some of them killed themselves, thinking it'd "wake them up", like death normally does in a dream.
dyingstar: (red - unsure bad smell eyebrow crease)

pffft no worries!

[personal profile] dyingstar 2018-06-29 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
I am virile.

[ That wasn't said quickly or defensively or anything. ]

I just said I've fucked four people in a month. I can't believe you're not impressed by that.

[ Not that he was looking for like a "wow, thor, you're so manly!" comment, or jealousy, or anything like that out of Loki, but he could've at least gotten an eye roll for his comment rather than a metaphorical knee right to his pride. ]
wickerman: (spin the wheel of fortune)

[personal profile] wickerman 2018-06-29 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Cu had taken a moment to clean up, as well, though he still looked pleasantly disheveled. He winked and smiled.]

Me, neither. Thanks for making my night more interesting.
congenital: (pic#)

[personal profile] congenital 2018-06-29 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Once her underwear are down far enough, she settles her hips back down onto the blanket and spreads her knees apart, a nervous energy to her as his scruff works up against her legs. Her legs are hairless, a surprising thing for an adventurer, but well, when your jewelry casts alter self, the calculation of the effort ratio changes. Sporadically, her breath hitches with that scrape of his stubble.

Pelan reaches down to thread her fingers in his hair. It's just barely long enough to get a good grip on.
]

That's it. Keep going.

[ She rocks her hips a little, somewhat needy. With her other hand she reaches between her thighs to spread herself for him. Her cunt is dark, dusky like her nipples on the outside, more purple than pink, and already glistening and wet from the time they have taken, the caution he has shown spurring her to anticipate. It's easy to show herself to him when it's not really herself. This form may be the most identical it gets to her actual self, but it still feels ... separate. It's easier to be bolder behind a mask. ]
explosivo: (off beats)

[personal profile] explosivo 2018-06-29 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Aren't you nosy? I just wanted to get away from everyone else for a while. [ antisocial bastard that he is. ] Explore. All that shit.

How about you?
dothelokimotion: (Old management is back in charge!)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2018-06-29 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ loki can tell when thor is fishing, so he offers him a manly backpat on the shoulder. he does smirk slightly at that. ]

Well. I think you could do better.
theriomorphism: (Down - 1)

[personal profile] theriomorphism 2018-06-29 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[They're both wearing masks, but for him, his is more another facet of his self. This face, this form, is as natural to him as his other three. He'd had them all from birth, and they all fit him like they belonged to him. But he wore this one most, because as much as the other two were just as much his own, this was the more 'acceptable' one. Perhaps soon, they might show each other those other sides, but perhaps not this day.

She spread her folds and he leaned in and lapped at her, a long drag of his tongue over where she dipped in, then up to find and tease around her clit. He suckled it gently, nuzzling in against her and tasting that tang that women had, that sweet musk that never failed to get him from sleeping to aroused in a heartbeat. And he was achingly hard, but that was easily ignored for the pleasure of licking at her. His hand slid under to her ass, gripping her and lifting her up as if she was something sweet he was going to take a bite from.]
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benstein: (42)

[personal profile] benstein 2018-06-29 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Oh? Which ones?

[It's like a car crash: he doesn't want to look, but nonetheless, there he is, looking.]
aperturesubject0001: (Listening; planning)

[personal profile] aperturesubject0001 2018-06-29 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Are you sure?

[ She glances around, realizes-- ]

I'm Chell. I didn't say.
freezeflame: (is remembering)

[personal profile] freezeflame 2018-06-29 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ah... Shouto looks back behind them. well, they were far enough away from the vines that he can probably use this, right?

he holds out his left hand and creates a small flame there, holding it closer to the other, hoping that will help him warm up]


I'd prefer not to.
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blindninja: (17)

[personal profile] blindninja 2018-06-29 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[That just makes him laugh. But the kind of laugh like he's about to burst into tears. He's holding it back because he thinks he's making it uncomfortable for both of them, but it's a struggle to keep it all bottled up once the lid is open.]

No. We met in college. We weren't together that long, really. [He downs some coffee and instantly regrets it because it was really hot but also a little strong.] You know it wasn't- we fought all the time, towards the end. About... everything. We loved each other, but. I don't think we were good for each other.
fiftynifty: (True_form_(343))

[personal profile] fiftynifty 2018-06-29 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Cool, now they're having this conversation. What is the most delicate way to explain a guy much younger than me but still older than you more or less requested sexual favors right then and there??]

A young man named Strider wants to buy me dinner, I think.

[Or something!]
conjobs: (11)

I'm so sorry he's like this

[personal profile] conjobs 2018-06-29 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
What is the point of you?
dyingstar: (red - argue open mouth doubt)

[personal profile] dyingstar 2018-06-29 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ The hard clench of Thor's jaw seems to say, "Eat shit and die, little brother" but his eyes say, "Eat shit and die, little brother." ]

I can. And I will. Not that I need to do better, because I did just fine. I did more than fine. They love me here already.

[ The worst part is that he actually missed the teasing, and the arguing between them. The world is too quiet without Loki in it. Not that Thor would ever admit it. He'd never hear the end. And also, because he can't resist making everything into a challenge. ]

And no matter how many people I fuck, it'll still be more than you.
inthemiddle: By me (Conversation)

Silas | Original | ota

[personal profile] inthemiddle 2018-06-29 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
SAY ALOE (2.)

[When Silas had left home, following a prophetic vision... this was certainly not where he had expected to end up. Taken so far away, to such a foreign space of technology and magic combined. It's pretty far from Silas frame of reference.

Admittedly, it's all very fascinating. He's curiously keeping his eyes open and his alertness might even strike others as comical. He looks around at everything, even mundane things, like electrical outlets and light bulbs. When they're pushed through to the gardens, though, for the first time he relaxes. The darkness and the flowers growing, glowing, is the first thing like home he's seen. He smiles to see it, his mind eased when they're allowed to linger and get acquainted with the flora. The lily flowers on his head are bloomed, a sign he's not so tense, matching his expression.

Of course, the pollen in the air might be sinking in.]

How wonderful, don't you think? Just like home. I doubt I'll be saying that very often...

WELCOME TO ZHAUTAS! (3.)

[Sleeping in a big pile is not a comfort to Silas. It's far too close and casual, not to mention how he didn't know anybody present. He knows he needs to sleep, but can't relax, mind racing. It's an overload for him, to say the least. If he focused up, maybe he could meditate instead? No, he's too restless for it, he'd end up with nightmare visions that way...

Maybe they'd let him walk around a little, to calm his mind. He tries to stand up carefully, but the pile of blankets and pillows trip him up. Foot catching, he'll stumble and fall. Either he tripped over you and will quickly be turning around to whisper out quiet apologies or he landed on top of you. He's not sure what to do in the case of the latter]

BANGR
bangr
Silas | 25
Do you like wake-up sex or staying up all night? I beg your pardon? There has to be some kind of mistake.

YES
NO
kisekae: (rose-hip bullet)

[personal profile] kisekae 2018-06-29 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Well you helped me win a battle against that test, of course! And I'm in the process of making a new friend, so that's plenty of reason to be happy, right?