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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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Would you like to get friendly tonight? [If she's not too busy flirting with everyone else along the beach, of course.]
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Oh...um...you mean the other kind of "friendly." [Her face is flushed, cheeks hot and the thing keeping some distance between them is the drink in her one hand.]
I--Um--Well, I've never had that kind of friend before so I wouldn't know if it's something I'd like or not. It's hard to say you like something you've never...done.
[What did she say that? She isn't sure, but for some reason she feels to need to share. Maybe it will let him know how completely unsuitable she is for any of this. But telling him seemed very important at that moment.]
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He takes the cue to lean back a bit, give her some of her space back. Though his hand doesn't wander anywhere just yet.]
I wouldn't mind being your first. While you figure out what you like.
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You--um--You haven't even told me your name. It's a bit rude to ask so boldly when I don't even know your name.
[Yes! Perfect response, Miranda, good job.]
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I'm John. Constantine. [She can feel free to use either one when he gets around to pinning her against the wall and humping her brains out.]
'Oi, you' and 'oh, Jesus' is fine with me as well.
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Because this is what this is all about, isn't it? The idea that they must engage in these...acts, and doing so will help this world. Miranda has no belief that it will get her home because where home is has lost some meaning to her over these years. But helping this devastated world...it's something she can do here, at this time. Even if it's utterly mortifying to talk about all of this so openly.]
W-Well, Mister Constantine... [She's a bit stiff, but she raises her chin a bit at him.] My name is Miranda Lotto. An-And perhaps we should discuss what that would entail in a more...private location.
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There's hardly anyone else here, but. [His smile widens as he leans in closer.] If that's your way of asking if you can come over, of course you can.
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It is. We should go. Before I forget why I'm agreeing to this.
[Why did she say that? She hadn't meant to and yet she had. She didn't want to lie to Constantine. She scoots back away from him so she can push herself to her feet and shake the sand off of herself.]
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He gets to his feet and goes through a similar ritual of shaking and patting sand off his coat and trousers. He's facing her trepidation head-on with a healthy amount of enthusiasm and smiles that hopefully don't give off any serial killer vibes.]
This way. [To the shag pad!]
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I hope you have a door.
[She's seen that not all of these buildings do, and she's lived in collapsed apartments before, so she would not be surprised.]
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I've a few doors. Decent kitchen, and shower. [He's not homely enough to want to put out for curtains and paintings for the wall or whatever but maybe curtains and towels are next on the wishlist. For now he's just draped old blankets over the windows.]
Found a place you like yet? [It's mightily convenient that they don't need to shell out piles of alien currency for a bit of food and shelter.]
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Ah...no, not as of yet. It's fine really, I'm quite used to worse accommodations than they are providing us here.
[She remembers when the apartment spiral collapsed in Haven and her apartment was the one cut in half, leaving only one side with a door.]
Do you live alone?
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Yeah. Bit of a mess. Don't get along with roommates type. [That's the understatement of the year, but he likes his
self-imposed lonelinessprivacy.]It'll just be you and me. [He raises an eyebrow and grins. That should sound a lot less menacing than it does.]
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[Her face is still red at the cheeks, but Miranda has not yet been deterred. No, she's determined to at least have a serious conversation about what he is expecting and perhaps...see what may come of it. They can't save a world if they refuse to do anything to save it, can they? Even if...even if it means...
Eventually her face will return to normal, she's sure of it.]
You seem very comfortable with the state of things here.
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Could be more fun if everyone just let go a bit more, but it's the only way to get anything decent around here, so I'm sure everyone will open up eventually.
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Isn't that normal when you aren't um...committed?
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For the record, he's very committed to having a good time.]
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If you are alright with that though, I don't mind continuing it for the sake of completing it for you! Otherwise, I've greatly enjoyed this thread and would love for them to have CR in game.}
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I mean it should be fine, he's nothing like Marian Cross ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
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