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TDM 003
TDM 003: #BEACHBUMS |
I. BEACH ![]() Welcome arrivals, new and old! The skies on Erku may be perpetually gray, but the weather has taken a sudden turn to summertime heat. Fortunately, soaring temperatures have chased away more of the strange fog that conceals so much of the island, unveiling a charming, sandy cove dotted here and there with rustic love shacks. These shabby little lean-tos are dusty and sparse, but they provide everything one (or two, wink wink) might need for a little relief from the sun. Just don’t wander too far... that fog has memory-loss properties. II. DRINKS ![]() The 'bots are very apologetic about the whole fog incident, and they are trying to get on the new arrivals' good sides by giving out fancy drinks. Of course, they still haven't mastered the art of making things properly, so each drink has a little something... extra.
III. SNACKS ![]() Lo! As you ask, the Augur shall provide. Thanks to the efforts of your organic predecessors in restoring the planet’s Eros energy, edible fishes and seaweeds have returned to the ponds and the shores of Erku. If you fancy yourself savvy to basic survival skills, why not fashion up a fishing rod and catch yourself dinner? Just be careful if you happen to hook one of the octopus creatures from the deeper waters - they can be quite forward with their tentacles! Or, if primitive angling isn’t in your repertoire, you can always trade some credits for a tasty catch from one of the food stalls along the coast. Most stalls are manned by 'bots, but there’s nothing stopping an enterprising arrival from setting up shop. No credits? No problem! The robots have also provided a bit of entertainment, and any volunteers to man the kissing booth, get dunked in the wet t-shirt dunk tank, or grill up some fish - among other opportunities - will find credits automatically loaded onto the payment app of their bracelet devices. The 'bots are recruiting especially hard for participants to work in the gloryhole tent! IV. SPARKLES ![]() As dusk descends, the white sands of the beach suddenly come alive with glittering lights. It’s as if the darkened waters have carried a thousand shining stars from the depths of the sea to the shores of the cove. In actuality, each little twinkle is a bioluminescent plankton or jellyfish! Feel free to wade among them and admire their shine; even the sting of the jellies won’t hurt you... though they do pack a different punch. The tentacles of the jellyfish elicit a powerful aphrodisiac response, which gets the heart racing and the blood pumping for an intimate touch. The effects come on within a matter of minutes, and last for a few hours. Only time will relieve the symptoms, but a partner will help to make it more bearable. N A V I G A T I O N |
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Yes. A fish skin umbrella.
[Actually, that might be possible, she guessed? What did she know about umbrella materials?]
But I meant more like four sticks and a piece of cloth?
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[He'll workshop it. Jokes that totally flopped count: 2 out of 2, so yeah, he will really workshop it.]
How much viable spare cloth is there to be found? I've heard nothing but disdain for the constructs in charge here.
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Just swipe some from one of the stalls no one is using.
[She casually gestured towards some of the empty food stalls and their awnings further down the beach. As if thievery was basically no problem at all.]
[She'd spent too much time with pirates and bandits, hadn't she...]
Worse thing that happens is those machines try to stop you. And I assume someone with magic floaty powers can handle themselves in a fight.
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I'll keep it in mind. [...and. okay,] Magic... floaty powers. You are not especially familiar with the arcane arts, are you?
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[Velvet finished chopping up the plants and turned to dump them out on a narrower section of the grill. She then used her bare hand to brush them around till they were where she wanted them.]
[Then she glanced pointedly down at his feet.]
But nothing that would let you fly like that.
crawls back in from the heat wave
Perhaps "fly" is better than "floaty powers." Like, from a dignity standpoint. He clears his throat.]
Then you are unfamiliar with dunamancy? [that's a Yes, he figures, so without pausing more than a second,] What manner of arc— arts have you seen?
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Never heard of that. [She admitted.] Been around most arts, though, by now. Exorcist arts, malak arts, daemon arts...
[She shrugged.]
I used to be amazed by them when I was younger, but anymore they're just normal.
[Velvet you are only nineteen stop sounding old.]
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Magic is a part of daily life for most of those who practice it. [He can cede that much; he is, after all, floating around all the time. (In the background, the fish flips over.)] And less of a curiosity to those who do not. I assume, that is.
[And she's confirmed it, more or less, so - hmm.]
Where do your skills lie, then?
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[The blade vanished back into her gauntlet]
I can use a few elemental arts but, always preferred my sword.
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You do have experience with magic? [gurl] And yet, you consider it ordinary.
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[Velvet wasn't actually sure how to explain why it wasn't. She just knew that it wasn't.]
Like part of my martial arts?
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A temporary enchantment? Is that more accurate?
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[Velvet had never actually had to explain arts before.]
I suppose? It's all contented to my martial arts. So I can launch a fireball with a bunch, or generate a burst of wind with a kick.