kingdomcomesooc | TEST DRIVE MEME: ONE

SCENARIO ONE:
Whether you're an Apprentice, a Guard or one the free, liberated and extremely poor Outliers, it's always fun to browse the markets. They begin early in the morning, when the air is crisp and the birds are singing and the sky is still pastel purples and pinks.

Soon, mighty stalls and banners are erected in the center of the village. What was once a bare circle of ground is now a bustling, circular shaped market. Perfect for wandering. Suddenly the coins in your pocket are starting to feel heavier and the scents and sounds lead to temptation.

Wondrous aromas may lead you to the bakery, where a woman entirely clad in leather BDSM is offering free "fuck cakes" specifically in "BDSM flavour". If she's not tempting enough, the smell certainly is. She'll look you up and down, ask if you're suuuure you want to try and possibly try to tempt you with another cake. Vanilla missionary sponge, maybe? Sugar daddy cakepops? Red bloodplay velvet? Maybe she nails your kink in one, maybe she misses it entirely. Maybe her insistence that you should stick to vanilla makes you try a chocolate donut (there's nothing weird about them, they're just donuts).

When you've sampled your treat, she waits a long moment before reminding you of the sign behind her that reads: "FUCK CAKES. CAKES THAT MAKE YOU WANT TO FUCK. WE KNOW. WE'RE WORKING ON A SLOGAN." There's a sign under it that reads: "HIRING: COPYWRITER."

Yes, indeed. Even a sample inspires the most intense urge to practice the alleged sexual act. The fantasy is gripping, it tingles down your spine and makes your belly ache with need. Whether you can resist is up to you. Whether you buy a whole slice is also up to you.

SCENARIO TWO:
A feast followed by a dance followed by an orgy is a Tuesday evening for The Mistress. Commonplace. Dull. Even the horniest of diplomats had begun to find them quite bland. That is, until the promise of new, exciting guests from worlds and universes you've never heard of had become more than just rumors. How droll! How quaint!

The diplomats are excited by anything new, and so the gifts flood in. Everyone has been provided with a new outfit for the dance, and everyone believes it is a dance. Your outfits are revealing, but luxurious and beautiful and suspiciously well fitted. You're told that you can expect all eyes on you, you're told that the feast and dance will be quite an occasion, you haven't been told an orgy will begin.

The signs are subtle. The incense is muskier, the lights are dimmed. You look to your right, a woman is shirtless. You look to your left, people are making out. Suddenly there's hand stuff. Suddenly it's like they aren't even trying to hide it anymore.

You can join in. You can stay frozen in the spot. You can slink outside and get some air. Nobody is holding you anywhere (but they'd like to).

SCENARIO THREE:
You've managed to piss a wizard off. Whether it was a mistake in the marketplace or an ill encounter in the forests, you've gone and done it. They've transformed you into something. A frog, a goat, WWE Champion The Undertaker. Whatever. You think it was unjustified, but at least you can still talk.

When the wizard departs, they do so with a cackle and a mutter. "Good luck finding someone to kiss you now" they say, and you can only assume this means they've put a curse on you that will be broken by a kiss. Luckily for you, it isn't true love's first kiss or you'd be boned.

Now it's up to you to wander into town, get someone to listen to you and convince them to kiss you. You have ten hours until it's permanent, good luck.

SCENARIO FOUR:
Get creative! Take a look at the info pages and make something up! The mods are here with notepads, waiting to steal your ideas.

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[Everything had been more or less fine. She wasn't sure how she'd gotten here, and that was something that, in her experience, never boded well, but the party had been, so far, pretty harmless, if kind of dull. People had been staring a bit, but when you were an alien and a superhero, you kind of got used to that.

Things had gotten stranger when people had started moving towards each other, and in some cases towards her. She'd stepped out of their way so far while she tried to figure out what was happening around her, but it felt like the whole mood of the party had started to change, and she wasn't entirely sure what was happening. Worried, she pulled back away from everyone to have a look around.

That was all she needed to figure out what was happening. As her eyes took in the sight of people disrobing each other and themselves and moving into blatant courting behavior, she knew what sort of party this was. Tamaran had them, but she'd never been involved in one due to how early in her life she'd been sent off-world. She hadn't know humans did this too. Starfire glanced around furtively as she stepped away from the groups she saw...

And backed right up into someone. She jumped and whirled around.] Ah, I apologize! I was not looking as to where I was going. My attention, it was...

[She gestured around the room.]

[Remus had merely been attempting to cross the room and get another drink without looking at anyone around him as best he could when the red-haired girl bumped into him. Now he jolts, taking a step back and holding his free hand and his empty goblet up almost defensively. The young man's face, scarred as it is, is flushed red, and he seems determined to stare at a point just above her head.]

No, no, not at all. Probably a bit my fault, too. Trying hard not to look at much of anything, yeah?

Yes!

[That came out too squeaky. She was going to have to try again. She took a breath.]

Yes, that is... what I am doing as well. I mean, they seem not to care and obviously the social norms here is very different from what I have become accustomed to, but I am still quite confused.

[And now she was babbling. Lovely.]

[Remus chuckles, still clutching at his empty goblet. Drink is helping, drink is making it a little easier to pretend he's not horridly uncomfortable.]

Me, too. Very different, if it makes you feel any better. Where I come from, this is the sort of thing people laugh about but I didn't think it ever really happened.

I think this is more likely to happen where I come from than it is where I was before I came here.

[That sentence came out weird. She's gonna blame nerves.]

None of my human friends would ever even think of doing something like this...

[Remus's brows raise into the shaggy, flaxen flop of his hair. His surprise is palpable.]

This is...actually normal where you're from? Wait, 'humans'?

Not normal. Just... my people are a little more relaxed about this sort of thing.

And yes. [She nodded casually, not seeing any reason to hide this.] I am not human. Though it is more difficult to tell at the moment, I suppose.

[She was perhaps more disappointed about the loss of her powers.]

[Not surprisingly, Remus grins.] Well, you certainly look different from most people I know. But you'd be surprised.

[He leans in closer, and there's something a little more alive about his thin, tired face.] I'm not all human myself.

[That excites her. Her eyes widen and she leans in closer, her eyes alight with curiosity.]

Really? What are you, then?

[Yep, aaand this is the part where Remus loses his nerve. Pretty girls don't generally like being faced with horrible monsters.]

I'm—a wizard [he finishes lamely, averting his gaze.]

Oh, how wonderful! I know a witch, named Raven! She is one of my dearest friends.

[Of course, Raven's magic is very different from Remus's, but Starfire has no way of knowing that. Except that she guesses his dad probably isn't a demon.

But maybe he is. She doesn't know.]

[Remus gives the girl an uncertain smile. That's...comforting. At least, a little.]

That's wonderful. And what's—what's your name? [He offers her his hand to shake.] Mine's Remus.

I am Starfire. [She accepts his hand with a beaming smile.]

It is pleasant to meet you... Despite the circumstances.

Oh! Yeah, don't worry about it! You're good, you're good.

[She definitely stumbles a little bit, but bounces back unnaturally quick. She waves it off, offering a Starfire an agreeable (though fanged) smile. Mavis is pretty chill about that sort of thing, believe me. She had never even met a human before she stepped foot in this place, and these sort of things were really creating an...interesting first impression, if nothing else. She stares across the room, briefly, shrugging her shoulders.]

...man, this seems weird even for humans.

I have encountered many other species I would expect this of before humans.

[Not that Starfire's ever actually seen a mating display herself, but humans back where she came from were just... a lot more uptight than this. Even Beast Boy wouldn't just jump into something like this.

Speaking of non-humans, this woman was pretty clear about not being one herself, which was intriguing.]

You do not have much experience with humans, yourself?

I've never actually met any before I came here, to be honest.

[Mavis takes a quick side glance, and - oh, yeah, there's definitely a whole lot of sex happening there. Her attention immediately darts back to Starfire.]

If nothing else, it's one heckuva first impression.

This is not at all something the humans I know would have done. I do not think it is a good impression of humans as a whole.

[Unless the humans she knows are just... incredibly uptight, for whatever reason.]

TEST DRIVE MEME: ONE

Starfire | Teen Titans (animated)

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