Test Drive Meme #1

[proximods]

The sun is shining and the weather is nice and toasty. Overly toasty one might argue, even. It's a great day to be laying around at the beach, so it's a good thing that that's where you've found yourself today, whether you'd made plans to be there or not. Bathing suit and sunscreen ready, you're going to get your tanning time on.

But with heat comes the expected side effects for a place like Proxima Gamma. While the cool water can sometimes slow the effects, the heated beaches and freshly popped flowers seem to have made getting close to someone else just seem like a really great idea. You can try to fight off the side effects much as you want, but the scientists like to believe everyone has a breaking point.

Comments

[poked_heart]

They're like mermaids or something, right? They sing and shit and make sailors crash their ships.

[Still staring at those breasts, though mostly just to be an ass more than anything. He smirks before finally lifting his eyes.]

Wouldn't be the weirdest thing I've come across. But hey, I like to appreciate a nice rack when the opportunity presents itself.

[irritating]

Merfolk are alright, kinda always wondered what it's like to fuck one, an' yeah, sirens are the ones who've got powers behind their singin'. They don't always gotta crash the ships though, long as they've eaten the crew somehow they're happy.

[ Still no signs of being at all uncomfortable with his eyes on her chest. She's smirking right back at him when he lifts his eyes, even. ]

Well thanks, sugar. Always tickles me knowin' the girls are still appreciated.

[poked_heart]

[Shit, mermaids? Her world has those? Why wasn't his world awesome like that? His was stuck with demons and angels and general bullshit.]

But if you can make a ship crash, why wouldn't you? [Because... crashes. And destruction.]

Girls always should be appreciated. [That's... almost kind of sweet, or it would be if he wasn't talking about boobs.] And just who is their, uh, owner, anyhow?

[irritating]

[ Instead of giving any sort of real answer to his first question, Apollo just sort of laughs. It's a good point, as far as she's concerned, and maybe she even does answer it to herself, but when she talks again, it's to respond to his second question. ]

Apollo. [ She likes the sentiment all the same, and decides to come a little closer for introductions. ] An' who's their new friend, hm?