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TEST DRIVE MEME

TEST DRIVE

Welcome to Visada's TDM! Feel free to get as creative as you'd like with these prompts. None of the threads will count as game canon. This is just to give you a chance to play around with the setting and get a general idea of just some of things that can be done in the game.

OPTION 1

Mistress Philenor, one of the vivacious butterfly-winged fairies that runs a shop in town, has asked you and another helpful soul to go out to the small lake on the northwestern side of the island and pick some Swallowtails. She needs a bushel of the flowers to make more of her popular aphrodisiacs.

You and your partner for the outing leave the village and make your way to your destination. The water in the lake is clear and fresh, you can almost see all the way to the bottom. A small island sits in the middle of the lake, within swimming distance to those so athletically inclined. A tiny stream travels off to the west, emptying into the sea.

On the southern shores of the lake grow the Swallowtails: great flowers of vibrant hues of blue.

Just remember Philenor's warning. Breathing too deeply of the pollen may have unintended consequences.

OPTION 2

Word arrives by lamassu post that there's unrest with the sea dragons. They're refusing to aid the villagers and transportation between the main island and the smaller one to the east has been cut off. People have been stranded there for two days now and something must be done.

You volunteer to help and head toward the eastern shore.

Maybe you meet others on your way and you decide to work together to see if you can resolve this. Maybe you enlist someone else's help when you learn that Lagiocrus (an ancient blue dragon) is cross with his nephew Jura (a young, free spirited green fellow who doesn't have much respect for people yet) over his foolish courtship of the princess Galzra (a haughty blue dragon from the far north).

All of the other dragons in the vicinity are too caught up in the drama to worry about the petty concerns of mortals.

Convince Lagiocrus that young love should triumph, or at least be allowed to get its heart broken. Talk up Jura to the disinterested object of his affection. Try to get Jura to see that there are other dragons in the sea. Or find some other way to either end the argument or lure the other dragons' interest back to helping out their landlocked neighbors.

OPTION 3

After a long week, you want nothing more than to relax at the beach. It's a great day for it. Fair skies, warm sands, calm surf, and naked bodies sunning themselves along the shore.

Wait.

Yes, that's right. This is a nude beach. Or if it wasn't, it is now that the first visitor decided to exchange bathing suit for birthday suit.

Do you join in? Ogle your neighbors? Swagger up to the hottie on the yellow towel a few yards away and start a conversation?

Have fun. Enjoy yourself. You've earned the day off.

OPTION 4

Wildcard! Make up your own prompt! Play around with the setting however you'd like.

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Only if you want me to be.

[ Steve, you totally handed that to her. ]

I--

[Oh. Wait. That was-- damn. A slight widening of his eyes and a press of his lips as he flicked his gaze away before clearing his throat and turning back to her.]

That's not what I meant.

[But now he was thinking about it. Thanks, Nat.]

[ She laughs at that, ]

I know. Sorry but you just make it so easy for me sometimes. And I kinda like seeing how you respond.

[ Sometimes Captain America becomes Captain Snark and she likes it. ]

You mean you enjoy torturing me since Stark might just take you up on your offers and you'd have to eviscerate him.

[Paging Captain Snark.]

Stark doesn't have to really do anything for me to eviscerate him.

[ And she gives that little smile, ]

But I do like seeing you blush.

Why is that? I'm sure you've got better things to do than see how many shades of red I can get?

[ She shrugs, ]

I don't have anything going on right now.

[ She then moves to walk around him, feet splashing into the waves as they come in. Whether he wants to follow her is just decision. She's content to keep walking on her own. But the invitation is there, just unsaid. ]

[Well, they're talking. Of course he's going to follow along. And it's just part of that thing she does where she controls him without controlling him. Women.]

But you came here, right? To... have things going on.

[Funny, he'd never really thought about Natasha with anyone before. Why did that idea not sit so well with him?]

[ It's more because she's a spy that has to draw people in -- "black widow", remember? But being an attractive woman certainly helps.

She looks over at him when he says that, almost like she's trying not to laugh. ]

Excuse me?

What?

[Hell. Had he said something wrong? He probably had. Great job, Rogers.]

"To have things going on"? Really?

What...? That's not-- well, I mean, you did agree to that, didn't you? To come here and... that.

[Nat... you sucked.]

Are you implying I sleep around a lot?

[ Oh, Steve. You don't even know what she's capable of when it comes to making you feel uncomfortable. ]

No! No, that's not-- I didn't mean that at all. I mean, I've never seen you with... that is, you don't talk about--

[Natasha...]

That's not what I meant. I'm just saying that it's... well, no that's not what you agreed to. But you... to come here, you know that you have to... or you should...

[Evil.]

[ And she's laughing again because, seriously, Rogers. You make it so easy. ]

If I recall correctly, you don't like talking about your personal life, either. Why would I bring up anything about my dating or being with other people to you?

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

[It was the laugh. That laugh at his expense that clued him in and had him rolling his eyes.]

[ It should be obvious she is. ]

You do realize sex isn't the only thing that counts, right? You can kiss someone, hold their hand, hug them. Like this.

[ And she's wrapping her arms around Steve's waist, giving him a squeeze to demonstrate. ]

Something as simple as this counts and generates energy.

Is it? Because that's not what I was told.

[Arousal. That's what he'd been told. Capital A-rousal. And while a hug was nice, and he'd follow that up with a squeeze around her shoulders, it wasn't doing anything as far as the junk in his trunk.]

Not that I mind that, but... yeah. You might want to talk to someone about the specifics, Nat.

[Did he just--? Yeah, he did.]

[ She'll withdraw one arm but keep the other one around his waist as they walk. Why not? ]

Considering you can't even say the word "sex", I think you're the one who needs to talk specifics.

I can, I just don't feel like fitting it into every sentence. Sex. Look, the world didn't stop.

[She was a brat, but she was someone he trusted completely. It was... kind of nice to walk with an arm around her shoulder and hers around his waist. New, but nice.]

I mean arousal, Romanoff. That's what was on the brochure they sold me. If this is enough for you to get... well, if this is enough for you, that's a bit of a surprise to me.

[ She was indeed a brat. But she's earned the freedom to be one. Just a little. ]

I'm so proud of you for saying it out loud. Stark would be, too.

[ She then reaches up to pat the front of his stomach. ]

But you really gotta work on your words, Rogers. You keep saying stuff and anyone that didn't know you would probably get the wrong idea.

[Stark can kiss his butt.]

Yeah? Like what?

[That small, niggling fear that maybe he hadn't quite gotten a hold of the vernacular properly popped up.]

"If this is enough for you, that's a bit of a surprise to me" sounds like what to you?

[ Because Nat knows that sometimes things people say can sound different when coming from someone else. ]

Like what I meant. I may be new to the whole physical intimacy thing, but a friendly arm around the shoulder or you giving me a hug isn't enough to send... well, you know what I mean.

[It takes more than just a tap on the shoulder to get worked up, Natasha. That's what he meant. Geez.]

You can say it, Rogers. I promise you won't get a bar of soap shoved into your mouth.

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