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Fourth Wall Month!

Who: Everyone and visiting Characters!
What: The Fourth Wall log!
When: The month of September!.
Where: All over.
Notes: If you have any questions about how this all works, please head over here to the Fourth Wall info post!.

Fourth Wall Log!

Company's coming!

So the Sphere is malfunctioning and there’s new arrivals here. In order to give them somewhere to sleep and rest, the Sphere has given them all temporary housing in dorm dome number two! That means sunken beds, three squares a day that are already prepared for you and clothing in the closets that just happen to be to your character’s taste. (And you know if they happen to die then you’ve got a nice space to Rez.) All and all it’s a nice little home base for people to have. There’s several common areas for mingling, and all though there aren’t individual rooms for the characters who are staying there, the domes also provide screens for privacy. Don’t worry, no one’s spying on you or something. Probably.

John (one of our resident NPCs here, who is a doctor and also a ghost but shush) knows the importance of family, and she knows how tough it can be when people arrive in a place they don’t know. The visitors haven’t really had the same experience as people brought in the traditional way, so John has stationed herself in the dorms with a sort of ipad thing, and she’s offering to take people’s information and to show them how things like the network work. She’s also there to hold hands and deal with any medical issues that these new arrivals may just happen to have. If people don’t want to talk to her, that’s totally fine! She won’t push. But she’ll also provide directions to places if people need them. Or at least point them in the general places that they need to go.

Speaking things out into the void.

This is a prompt for visiting characters to be able to put out a network post without actually joining the network community! Upon waking in The Sphere, each character (even temporary ones!) are fitted with a small golden circle behind their right ear. This is how they are connected to the network through a neural link. Touch and hold the button to create a broadcast of one of three types:

Audio. Your character thinks audible words onto the network.
Writing: Your character thinks text into the network.
Video. Your character projects a broadcast of a video of themselves onto the network.

Replies are determined by the player. The network needs to be accessed by choice, so character broadcasts are not automatically beamed directly into people’s heads. The Sphere isn’t that rude.

Private messages are allowed by pressing and holding and pressing and holding again as you picture the person in your mind. This can be an image or a name, err more on the side of things being more accessible than less.

God let people have their pumpkin spice lattes, Karen!

It’s September, and that means that fall has hit the Sphere hard. Well, as hard as any place can be without having actual seasons or sunlight. So, in the artificial sun of the Sphere, what there is instead of colder weather and leaves changing is a new festival. The festival, which if you ask someone who’s been there for a while is in celebration of the most fall thing in the entire world: pumpkin spice. That’s right, there’s an entire festival just centered around pumpkin spice flavored things! Of course, the people of the Sphere do try and make an effort to invoke the spirit of the season, with large garlands of fake brightly colored leaves lining the street. The scents of pumpkin spice fill the air and there are small fire pits near Adirondack chairs that are clustered together with all the things to make s’mores.

For those not pumpkin minded, there are also a fair amount of apples picked from the Sphere orchards, and a few small knives. Some older women promise that if people can peel the apples in a long spiral and throw them behind them, then the peel will form the initial of the person that the thrower is destined to marry. Of course there is also bobbing for apples and pumpkin carving.

In both the merchant dome and the agricultural dome there’s massive tables brimming with enough pumpkin foods to make Harry Potter jealous. There’s all sorts of pumpkin baked goods, pumpkin ravioli, roasted pumpkin and vegetables and there’s even roasted meats with pumpkin sauce! There's also drinks of both the alcoholic and non alcoholic sort: pumpkin beer, pumpkin spice wine, pumpkin spice vodka, apple spiced whiskey and so on! At each place is a coffee cart with a poor overworked barista who is doling out every sort of pumpkin coffee, hot chocolate and tea imaginable including yes pumpkin spice lattes.

We're waiting for the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.

There’s even a pumpkin carving contest in the agricultural dome! Pumpkins of different sizes ranging from small sugar ones to ones that could comfortably form a children’s fort are stacked around, and there are picnic tables set in newspaper and with things like knives and scoopers and nails and even drills for those people who want to remove the pumpkin guts or use them to do some carving. Everyone who participates receives a ribbon as well as a bag of toasted pumpkin seeds to take home.

They hope you really like pumpkin seeds. There’s a ton of them.

When the dark comes, people hunker down between the false stars above, with blankets all around them, the scent of pumpkin in the air. Flashlights and small lanterns are distributed by people, and when asked what’s going on, they’ll say that they’re waiting for The Great Pumpkin. Children whisper the name excitedly, and even some of the more inebriated adults do the same. Either way, at midnight the largest pumpkin rises above the crowd to gasps of shock and awe before it just magically changes into the types of candy and small toys that one would expect to come from an excellently stocked pinata.

The color of magical bounty.

In the rec dome, some magically gifted people have conjured up massive piles of dried leaves for people to frolic in. And when I say massive, I mean massive. It’s almost like an entire forest of leaves that’s thankfully free of all of the problems that come with jumping in leaves. With no animals in the Sphere, there’s not any of their presents hiding in the leaves and anything sharp hasn’t been created! Which means that it’s great for things like jumping in, burying things in and of course leaf fights.

If your character is missing nature, the area smells exactly how one would expect a late September walk in the woods to smell: it’s almost as if you’re there! The sunlight in the dome has also been altered a bit where the leaves are located, so it’s cooler, and a slight wind seems to be in the air, stirring the leaves every so often. It’s enough to encourage sweaters and scarves, that have been provided by people if they’d like them. The scarves and sweaters all seem to be of the handmade variety, and just the tiniest bit irregular, with one sleeve longer than the other, or the fringe on a scarf being slightly askew, that sort of thing. But they’re still lovely and soft and warm and smell of dryer sheets and leaves.

And we're flying, flying far beyond...

So the Sphere saw that everyone just loved the fireflies last month so this month it decided that what the city needs is to fly for real! So in the Rec dome, there’s a marked pad that people can step on that lets people fly around this particular dome for 30 minutes at a go using the same sort of controls that the communications behind your ear has! Press quickly once to go up and twice to go down. The clearance in the dome clocks in somewhere around 400 feet so there’s plenty of room for flying and even going up and touching the top of the dome and staring out into the abyss of water.

Be careful though because sometimes if you stare too long into the abyss, things just happen to stare back at you and then there are things in the deep water that you may not expect. Or that you might. Giant fish and squid may just find all this unusual activity quite interesting. But don’t worry the dome won’t crack. Guess what! You are now the fish in the aquarium for them! Or you know the bird flying past the cat in the window.

Wanna go to a real party? (CW: Mentions of drugs and alcohol.)

If people are looking for more illicit entertainment, and discreet inquiries are made, a passcode to the Black Market hidden behind some of the stalls is offered. The entrance is hidden enough that someone needs to be looking for it, and there is a rather large bouncer guarding the door and asking for the proper passcode. The passcode of the day happens to be I hate pumpkin.

Inside the black market is large, but much more dimly lit than the regular market dome. There are various pockets of people clustered under bright neon lights. The lights, someone confides to you, are code for what they’re offering. And nearly everything is on offer if a person has the ability to make a trade. Things from home, character skills and even favors tend to be the currency here, but watch out: the hawkers within are shrewd and sharp. If they make a deal with someone, it’s nearly always going to favor them. Eventually.

There’s also a large and loud party happening inside. Think of a rave with a large amount of people who happened to be a bit out of their minds. Drugs aren’t given freely here, they’re too valuable, but should someone want to figure out what they’re rolling on, eventually someone will ask or offer. The drug that they are currently using is called ‘self’ and it’s something that affects your character in an intensely personal way. For some, it’s an experience like your favorite cocktail mixed with vicodin, and for others it’s just like being drunk. For still more people, it’s like ecstasy without the side effects.

The drug has no physically addictive properties. It does however cause a hangover. The Sphere doesn't want to take all the fun out of imbibing too much.

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So sue him, he's noisy. Tommy isn't used to being the sort of guy that holds himself back from anything. Holding back from making a noise seems particularly stupid, right? But her noise, even just a little gasp? That's definitely worth it. Tommy can't help but grin as he sucks, even adding a little bit of teeth to nip at her skin. And then, blessedly, the bed. Which he is polite enough to lower her onto, rather than just dumping her there.

He lets her breast fall from his lips and offers her a brief wink as his hand reaches down, under her skirt. Reaches just enough to press his fingers against the front of her panties. Not at, but definitely near her clit. And then the fingers start to vibrate. Rapidly. No battery operated toys have anything on him.

"Oh, I'd say a minimum of two orgasms before I even bother taking my pants off."

Edited (angry noises of cursing at mac, i was TRYING to click the text box!) 2019-10-15 18:42 (UTC)

Enis expected for them to tumble back onto the bed and was surprised when that didn't happen. Tommy set her down slowly, positioning himself between her legs in the process. She was impressed at his control but also eager and impatient for more. Her body ached for a release while her mind focused on pleasant thoughts that wouldn't last beyond the night. It was like a dream and one that Enis was willing to immerse herself in entirely.

She stared at him over the crests of her breasts and then sharp insistent pleasure pierced through her at the touch of his fingers between her legs. A gasp caught in her throat and was exhale as a low eager moan. Everything fell away leaving only Tommy and the bed in her immediate focus.

"Fuck. Tommy." Enis gasped, her voice rising louder than she meant for it too. Her back arched and bowed, her toes curling from the electric shocks coursing through her. "At least take off my clothes." Arousal coated her panties and her thighs trembled with pleasure. Her fingers sank into the sheets of the bed and gathered them in between her palms.

Tommy had been right about being able to vibrate anything and Enis hoped that he was up for a long night of this because she wasn't going to be interested in stopping until she absolutely had too.

"Oh, are you not undressed enough?"

Tommy laughs and takes his fingers away, reaching behind himself to loosen her legs so he can fully move away. Which is absolutely necessary given he wants her panties off. He's careful not to rip them as he works them off, tossing them aside. And then his fingers are back, pressing against her with that same vibration.

"Tell me where you want my fingers, Enis. Tell me how to take you apart."

"No." Enis retorts a second before Tommy was pulling her panties down the long lovely length of her legs. She smiled at him, biting her lower lip as his fingers return to pressing against her and vibrated.

She gasped, her head falling back against his pillow as her back and hips pressed towards his touch.

"I think you can do that without me telling you." She enjoyed the feeling of his fingers and then added. "I want to feel that vibration inside of me." She's curious and has never been with someone like Tommy.

Of course she does. Tommy chuckles and lets his fingers slide back. Back, and in, still vibrating.

"Wonder how loud you're going to scream for me."

Enis gasped, her back arching as her body ached for more. She felt the frequency of his touch and gasped when his fingers curled against the perfect spot inside of her. "Who... say's- AH-" She caught her breath, panting heavily. "...I'll scream..."

Her faced was flushed as she looked up at him over the peak of her breasts. She already felt her first orgasm rising, as if bringing her to the edge of a cliff but never letting her fall over. "Shit. Just there. Stop moving and just curl your fingers- there." Enis closed her eyes and gasped. It wasn't a scream but a breathless parting of her lips as she struggled within the thrones of those overwhelming feelings and breathe at the same time.

"Tommy."

Yeah, that's good. Tommy lets the vibrations trail off and curl those fingers against the spot directed, just pressing against it.

"Come for me. Let me see you fall."

Enis gasped and went silent as she was pushed off a metaphorical cliff. Her body trembled with pleasure, tightening around his fingers as the overwhelming euphoria clouded her thoughts. It was amazing and difficult to describe. The feelings rolled over her as if the curls of the shore crashing against her again and again.

When the sensation finally ebbed she released a soft cry, her body momentarily relaxing. "Fuck Tommy."

"That is sort of the point," he grins as he slips his fingers from her and starts to kiss at her stomach. Yeah, he'll give her a moment before he gets started again.

Good because Enis needed a moment.

She enjoyed the ebbing euphoria fleeing her body and the way that each muscle relaxed against the bed. She closed her eyes, focusing on each feeling and then smiling when he kissed her stomach.

"Surely that deserves you losing one article of clothing." After another orgasm he can lose another.

"Oh it does, does it?"

Tommy grins and moves away enough to take off his shoes and toss those aside. And his socks.

"Does that count?"

"No, that doesn't count. You should have already taken off your shoes and socks." Enis grinned and stuck out her tongue at him.

"I want your shirt."

"I don't know that it will look as good on you as it will off of me, but there it is."

He does pull the shirt off and drops it on her.

"Good enough?"

"I think I'd look good in it." She grinned as she took his shirt and tossed it over her head. He could easily get it back but she didn't think he was too eager to retrieve it. "And yes, good enough."

Enis pushed herself up to her elbows before pulling Tommy close enough to lock her lips with his. She tasted herself and smiled at the pleasant feeling that coursed through her. She was relaxed with Tommy, which wasn't what she was used too.

Good kiss. And he grins, pulling back from it. Sorry. He's not big on kisses right now.

"Now what can I do for you?"

"At the club you promised me a night I wouldn't forget." It was a night to let go. To let the alcohol, drugs and endorphins run through their systems; even if it had been a short lived feeling for Tommy.

"So how about you think of what you want to do to me and you do that?"

"You're going to remember," Tommy agrees, pulling back from Enis entirely and standing to strip down the rest of the way. "I think maybe it's time for you to feel all I've got. And then after, we can get my mouth on you."

Because he could just stand go to a few times.

"Deal."

She didn't move as Tommy rose and stripped down. Instead she watched him, her vibrant blue eyes gleaming with unashamed lust and desire. Her slender frame was flushed and her breath heavy and even after all they've done, she was ready for him.

Yeah, well, Tommy was hoping that it wouldn't be disappointing. But he smirks and nods at her, standing there. Good news, the rug matches the drapes, and he's clearly hard from all of this. Even makes a show of stroking himself just a bit.

"I'll try and not hurt you."

Enis's gaze roamed over his body as a smile curved her lips. He was impressive and the slow strokes of his palm along his cock sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.

"Don't worry about it. I'm resilient." She knew that he could hurt her but she didn't think he would. Whatever else her father did to her, he made her a little more durable than most.

She lifted her hand towards him and curled a finger beckoning him on top of her.

Well that's something he's hoping for. Tommy grins and leans down over her, not afraid to grind himself against her thigh just a little.

"Resilient, huh? Doesn't mean I can give it to you full force, though. Even if I'd love to. There wouldn't be much point I think. Your nerves wouldn't be able to SENSE it."

Enis inhaled a sharp breath as his cock brushed against the sensitive skin along the inside of her thigh. It was intoxicating and she wanted to fall into the heat and warmth of his touch.

"True but enough that I think we'll both have fun." She wrapped her legs around him and lifted her hips up to glide the slick heat of her sex along his erection. It wasn't enough and she was quickly positioning herself to feel the fill length and girth of him.

Yeah, that's a good sensation, the heat of her, the easy pressure. Yeah, he wants to push into her, more than anything. And he smirks, reaching between them to grip himself to guide in, slow and constant pleasure.

"Yeah. We'll have TONS of fun."

Enis wanted to reply. In fact, she had an incredibly snarky teasing reply ready for him but her mind blanked as he pushed inside of her. It had been a few months since she'd had sex and he'd be able to feel it.

Her breath caught and she struggled to breathe as her hips pushed impatiently against him.

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