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TDM 004: WASHED ASHORE

TDM 004: WASHED ASHORE


Arrival



This time, you come out of the water. While the Augur reboots, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy draws people in. It's like being suspended between realities and walking through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you and carrying you to shore.

Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. Inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home.



I. Feel the friendship!



Recent arrivals and visitors to the beach may notice a sudden influx of hundreds of bright red crustaceans crawling (and coupling) across the sand. It's crab mating season, as it turns out, it's a regular invasion! To keep the beach a pleasant place to gather for the island's inhabitants, the robots are offering credits to especially enterprising crab-catchers. Grab a bucket and get to work! Be sure to watch out for their pinch, mind you. Their little claws are tiny, but that doesn’t mean they don’t hurt.

Surprisingly, there is another effect that even the robots don't anticipate: islanders who are pinched by the crabs find themselves feeling instantly buddy-buddy with the next person they spot. Did you just become best friends?! Get pinched one too many times, however, and those feelings may sour into a crabby mood, indeed.

If you are feeling particularly vengeful (or just hungry), the little crabs do make for delicious gumbo. Once cooked, they have no side effects whatsoever.



II. Phallus Phestival



Although the Augur is offline and supplies are scarce, the robots of Erku are still eager to make their run-down little island a welcoming place for the new arrivals. To that end, they have arranged a three day festival to boost morale and promote the generation of plenty of Eros energy to assist in the restoration of the damaged and decayed parts of the city. The robots claim that this celebration was once a cornerstone of the long-lost civilization of the island. By the dawn of the first day, every island resident will find at their doorstep (or tent flap, mobile suit, etc) the traditional costume of the ancient islanders to wear to the festival. It appears to be... a giant sheet? There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to the sometimes garish colors and patterns of the fabric, but at least the robots have uploaded instructions on how to wear it to your bracelet device.

Attendees will find food (mostly crab-flavored), confections, and household necessities in rather suggestive shapes, as well as goods you might find handy to complete your A5 squares: sex toys, pervertibles, sexy maid outfits, and the like. While islanders are welcome to set up shop on the festival grounds and sell (or charge) whatever they like, all items from the robots are offered up for free to those who wear their traditional island garb!



III. Fireside Adventures



Each night of the festival is wrapped up in style with an enormous bonfire on the beach, where drinks, fruity cocktails, and lively music appropriate for dancing is all provided at no cost by the robots. Even if you’re not usually much of a dancer, the longer you stand by the fire and allow it to warm your limbs, the more you feel like moving! Not only that, but everyone is looking quite beautiful by the firelight, are they not?

If you’ve grown tired - or if dancing just isn’t your thing - you might prefer to sit back and swap stories on one of the many driftwood log benches the robots have prepared for seating. Or, maybe you’d prefer to rough it for the night in one of the beachside canvas tents. Better claim one quick, though, or be prepared to share… there’s only one sleeping bag!


N A V I G A T I O N



meticulousity: (loves jesus and america too)

[personal profile] meticulousity 2020-08-21 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ caroline's got no desire to get wasted, either, just keep herself from tearing out anybody's jugular. she is new here and that would make for a terrible first impression, plus she doesn't want to die again.

the guy she ends up asking to dance moves a little awkwardly, like he's never been dancing before (at least not in a setting like this, she's had enough formal dance lessons to recognize the technique) and she laughs a little before guiding his hands to her waist, letting the music guide them instead of focusing on the steps. they continue like that for a while, and she'd be happy to keep going, but he starts moving away from the crowd a bit, enough for her to recognize he needs a break. she doesn't mind, she could use one, too.

she lets him find a spot on the sand or driftwood benches or wherever and goes back to the bar, asking for a couple of whatever and some water. she receives a couple of ridiculous frozen drinks and two bottles of water, the latter of which get tucked under her arm as she double fists the other two glasses and makes her way back over to ben. ]


I think these things are all they know how to make.
meticulousity: (and i'm a bad boy)

[personal profile] meticulousity 2020-08-21 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
At least turtles leave you alone. [ pause. ] I think. Don't they? I've heard they can bite, though. [ she thinks she'd still prefer that to the crabs.

caroline imitates her new companion's stance, letting her do the talking, ready to compel the bartender if they're a) human or b) reluctant to give them anything but the cocktails they seem very intent on promoting. ]


Rum, preferably. [ they are on a beach, after all. ]
brothered: (160)

[personal profile] brothered 2020-08-21 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[The robot is going to be holding onto that thing for the foreseeable future, because Felix has started this, darn it, and now Felix is going to see it through. And really, it's, mmm, no small relief to know that Ingrid is from roughly the same point in time as both himself and Sylvain? Some of the others are—well, you know! It's been a time. A trial, given Felix's infamously limited patience.

But while his expression noticeably tightens, he's aware that the truth... is impossible; Ingrid is well within her rights to doubt him, and so he will attempt to be patient. For her.
]

I know what we saw, Ingrid. [A beat to let that terse statement sink in, because oh, we are using Names now. We are Serious.] And yet I've spoken with her here. It's her.

[He doesn't look happy about it, but better to direct his glare to the robot, who asks him, quite politely, if the treat is to his satisfaction. Can he will a thing to explode... he sure would like to find out, but instead, directed back Ingrid's way:]

...Take it. You asked for it.
acquaint: he needs a miracle (he doesn't need a wingman)

[personal profile] acquaint 2020-08-21 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ listen, if ingrid expressed any hint at all that she wanted to wear a toga with them, sylvain would help her with it. but this is ingrid, the same ingrid who only suffered through mercedes' makeover for the ball because no one can actually say no to mercedes, so the chances of her actually wanting to wear one is undoubtedly slim. it's fine, seeing her in her armor feels a little bit like being back home again, so he will let this opportunity pass.

anyway, he visibly deflates at what she says, a long-suffering sigh leaving him as he all but drapes his tall ass self over her shoulders.
]

Oh, Ingie... these few months here have been miserable without you. [ he laments, while sneaking a bite of her chocolate banana. ] This robe is all I've had to brighten up my days until you got here. Every night I fall asleep to the dulcet tones of Felix calling me a fool, it almost makes me miss your lectures.
karintous: (of disgrace and then repelled)

[personal profile] karintous 2020-08-21 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Apollo is all well and good, but Ema's expression instantly sours at the second name. ]

Oh. I see.

[ She droops slightly, a loose penis falling out of her armful unnoticed. ]

That figures. It's not enough that I get washed up on some depraved island of iniquity. I can't even get a break from having to look at the fop.
mettle: ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏɢᴀᴍʙʟᴇʀ (12598166)

[personal profile] mettle 2020-08-21 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Living in a world where individuals can be walking around in full-out spandex or mech suits, a mask is nothing to bring attention to. Barnaby can only be glad he's not being ignored. He reaches back, squeezing the dripping ends of his hair to wring out extra water. ]

I greatly appreciate it, thank you. I hope you don't mind I ask a few questions along the way. As you could imagine I'm more than a little... confused, at the moment.

[ A robot putters its way over to him across the sand, pausing before his legs, and Barnaby watches as it seems to hand over something like a bracelet?

That's not what he needs, stupid heap of metal. But the robot isn't leaving so with a sigh he takes the bracelet and simply holds it in his hand. He doesn't want to get it wet by putting it into his currently soaked pockets. ]
mettle: ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇs (12598169)

[personal profile] mettle 2020-08-21 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ That bitch was empty. Like really, barely any meat on that thing, what's the point of collecting so many of the tiny nuisances. But a voice that he recognizes is a far better thing to prioritize. Especially if it means he was being watched at that moment. Thankfully he's a bit chilly from just walking out of the ocean so he doesn't feel too much warmth spread over his face from embarrassment. ]

Origami? [ ...oh, the crabs have done a number on him. For having such tiny claws they sure are menaces. ] I guess I'm relatively fine, considering the circumstances. Are you all right as well?
eques: (pic#)

[personal profile] eques 2020-08-21 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ at least one thing hasn't changed: sylvain's a dead weight, with or without armour.

ingrid tries to shrug him off, her mouth pulling to a thin line when he takes a bite of her banana when he currently has one in hand. he's clearly being dramatic and she would've happily railed at him as she usually would, but his remark catches her attention and gets her to pause.

and no, it's not the remark about falling asleep to felix's verbal abuses and missing her own.
]

Few months? [ she glances at him sideways with a frown, head tilted in question. ] What do you mean "few months"? I've seen you only a day ago.
mettle: (12598184)

( fireside )

[personal profile] mettle 2020-08-21 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Meanwhile Barnaby is seated at an adjacent bench, sipping a cup of water, quiet yet observant of everything happening around him. He's looking a bit frazzled with the mess of his hair and is dying for a hairbrush but as long as he can stay hydrated he'll be fine. Maybe.

He lifts his head upon being spoken to. ]


It's likely the liqueur. It contains sugar as well as additionally flavoring to make the alcohol less noticeable and the drink more appetizing. I'd advise not drinking it all at once.

[ Because if he notices the sweet part and not the booze part that'll make it a lot easier to chug, and that could be bad, especially if he doesn't know what his tolerance is. ]
infiltrar: (kill it or die)

[personal profile] infiltrar 2020-08-21 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh how cute, she flustered him. Gross. She could continue on and one with this torture but the fact of the matter is that this entire festival is boring as hell, not to mention this boner on a stick is way too sweet for her liking. So she'll just take a bite out of the tip to see if its got some kind of extra flavoring or if the center is at least way better.

This is probably also not going to be a very pleasant sight, but this time she's not doing it intentionally. Maybe. Good thing he turned his head away anyway.

She reaches out, trying to poke at a blushing cheek. ]


Talk like that would make you want to go vegetarian, right? C'mon, I'm playing. I'm a fan of meat myself. This? Isn't gonna cut it. [ She waves the dick on a stick around. Yup, too much sugar. This is a child's treat (Sombra really??) ]
infiltrar: (full tilt swervin through your bleedin)

[personal profile] infiltrar 2020-08-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Please don't hold her hand she doesn't like that, only Sombra's allowed to casually touch people against their own will. Now she's the one restraining the urge to yank free from the grasp. If only because she has a willing plaything here to get entertainment from for a few minutes. Sombra lets out a heavy sigh. ]

I'm afraid I can't. The laws of brujeria forbid me to share our secrets. I've taken an oath of silence, as a witch.

[ Sombra you said a children's folk song about a frog........... ]
eques: (pic#)

[personal profile] eques 2020-08-21 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ look, ingrid still has her doubts, felix using her name aside.

people don't just come back from the dead. the professor was one thing five years ago, but that's because they weren't dead at all—only presumed to be dead. and even then, there was no body to be found, which made the possibility of the professor being alive a 50-50 chance.

edelgard's corpse was there to be seen by all of them. she was dead, and that's not something anyone could change.
]

If it is her—if Edelgard is indeed alive, then what does that mean for the war? And the Empire? [ her frown deepens, her gaze lowering to the ground. how she hates this feeling, dread creeping and settling in. ] Do we need to fight again when we return home?

[ she'd really rather not go through that mess again, ingrid thinks as she glances up and throws him a pointed look. it's your candy, felix, take it. ]
eques: (pic#)

[personal profile] eques 2020-08-21 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ mercedes's expression is a little trouble, uncertain of the reasons behind it, but ingrid returns her smile all the same. it's comforting to see a familiar face, especially on an island that demands too much from them. ]

I've just arrived today. [ the most unfortunate way, really. while she doesn't really dislike the sea, it doesn't mean that getting washed up on the shore is the best way to get to a certain destination. ] What attacks do you mean?

[ did the war reach this place as well? ]
livedtoserve: (Knife Forgive)

[personal profile] livedtoserve 2020-08-21 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
They were... bodies, I guess? Some sort of monsters.

[ It wasn't really clear to Mercedes just *what* the enemies were. ]

They came from the ocean, and didn't stop until they'd reached the hospital and attacked the Augur-oh! Which is some sort of god, I think? The robots seem to worship it, and it has power.

[ She looked a bit sheepish, now. ]

I wish I could tell you more, but the attack meant that the Augur hasn't really been doing much since not long after I arrived, and nobody has really explained it to me.
infiltrar: (grab your fucking chain)

[personal profile] infiltrar 2020-08-21 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sir. Señor. Goodness that is quite an opener. Sombra's cheeks puff up as she restrains her laughter, thumb brushing over her lips to get rid of some extra icing and sprinkles. There's a bit too much of it for her liking, makes the donut a bit messier than necessary, but if she's going to be offered free food from an admittedly good looking guy she's gonna take advantage of that asap. ]

We've both got the same taste, so hey, I'm not going to say no.

[ Donuts or dick? HMMM much to think about. ]
brothered: (93)

[personal profile] brothered 2020-08-21 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a long moment where Felix simply... watches her? While pointedly ignoring her pointed look, because please, ma'am, he is also an expert at those. It's just! Well! There's more to it, truly. Different lives in different timelines—and there's at least one timeline, he knows, where neither himself nor Sylvain are alive, but that's not a thing he can properly explain.

And yet it's Ingrid he's dealing with. Ingrid. Someone he cares for so, so deeply, which is why, after a second's hesitation, he turns back to grab that disgusting candy. The shit he does...
]

Obviously. If we find her there.

[Spoken somewhat tersely, because while he isn't going to complain about it, even Felix doesn't relish the idea of more war. They're all exhausted, all tired of watching others fall around them—but at the end of the day, they'll do what needs to be done, if it needs to be done. And maybe it won't, because as Felix shifts back around, trying to decide if he should hold this thing out for Ingrid to take or if she'll smack him for it:]

We may not. There are other worlds, [he supplies, somewhat awkwardly. Uncertainly, because is that the right way to phrase it? Hmm. His back stiffens.] The others from them... remember things differently. I don't know. Ask Sylvain.

[Felix isn't dumb, but Sylvain is definitely Smarter.]
mudbuddy: (Default)

[personal profile] mudbuddy 2020-08-21 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, a familiar face. And an odd question but Enkidu figures they can deliver if she truly wants to see eight penises between their legs. After all, clay can be molded in all kinds of shapes and sizes.]

Even though I can do nothing more than praise such curiosity I do wonder if it is truly something you wish to see.

[A soft, long hum escapes their mouth.]

As far as I know most humans appreciate the sight of one penis at the time.
mudbuddy: (pic#14244042)

II

[personal profile] mudbuddy 2020-08-21 09:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Not that they are eavesdropping or anything but they do hear this man's complaint and, to be fair, that is an agreeable remark. It is a shame that they have chosen a shape like this for such soft, puffy sweetness.]

What this purple man says is true. [They got your back, Lorenz.] Such a shape is not fitting for this food. It should be more round, larger. [They part their hands a little to give the robot an idea of an acceptable size.] If you continue to make such long and phallic shaped cotton candy it would be quite impractical for the people who want to carry them around while enjoying this… [Well, where to start...] ...phallic festival.
Edited (words and all, sorry) 2020-08-21 09:47 (UTC)
mudbuddy: (pic#14244032)

Friendship adventures! (spoilers for S2 are fine with me)

[personal profile] mudbuddy 2020-08-21 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
Enkidu looks up when they hear a voice nearby. Apparently someone wants to know if they can believe something that is happening. Well...

"Hmm..." They turn to look around themselves, holding an empty bucket in their hand. "What should I believe exactly?"

Crabs? Crabs pinching people? This strange place?
mudbuddy: (pic#14244047)

a.b

[personal profile] mudbuddy 2020-08-21 10:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, Mara, Enkidu isn't an expert on this place either.]

The afterlife? [They blink a couple of times while the look on their face looks completely neutral. After life? The underworld, maybe?] Hmmm...I think it would greatly improve Kur if it would look like this. All those trapped souls could use a little sun.

[A pause.]

If you wish to know, you do not look dead to me.
trost: (»042)

[personal profile] trost 2020-08-21 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now this is the opposite of what he had assumed. Why that date? Why an octopus? The more he asks, the more questions arise. ]

Guess I was wrong. Now I'm not sure someone with such extremely specific criteria should be adopting children.

[ But what would he know? He's not a father and might die before ever getting the chance to be one. ] Your home life must be interesting.
lioness_rampant: (normal_VLD_S1_E3_0115)

[personal profile] lioness_rampant 2020-08-21 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Allura can't help but chuckle at the stranger's comments. ]

I take that to mean you've been here for some time, then? Do they regularly hold such events?

[ She keeps a remarkably straight face through all of this, even though the situation is objectively kind of hilarious at this point. ]

I've met unfriendly robots, so this isn't too bad, all things considered.
torso: ([mixed] 14248138)

[personal profile] torso 2020-08-21 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Chase puts his hands up, in a pacifying gesture that's only somewhat as effective as it could have been. He's still holding the dildo and fan, after all. ]

Woahhh, hold up. I don't care if you have a toga or not. I'm just trying to ditch this thing someone sent me, 'cause it's stuck in my hand and I don't think that's gonna be a problem for... literally anyone else.
Edited 2020-08-21 13:28 (UTC)
torso: ([mixed] 14248074)

[personal profile] torso 2020-08-21 01:35 pm (UTC)(link)
To heal the world and all that jazz, right?

[ Which, don't get him wrong — Chase is all about restoring worlds, works real hard at it back home. Still, the method is questionable. And hold up, he's gotta backpedal here, did Exxis say... ]

They do things to the food, too? I thought it was enough to go around shaping everything like this.
torso: ([mixed] 14248085)

[personal profile] torso 2020-08-21 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Flirting with Valentina isn't something he's given much thought to before this, not that he doesn't think she looks good, both within their mindscape and without. He's just... He hasn't been ready to move on, from a lot of things, until recently. And one of those things was moving on from his body, accepting that he was going to live in his holon for the rest of his life.

And just look at how that turned out. He's back in it, not even days past letting go. There's a lot changing up for him, and fast, so he's just trying to roll with what feels good and natural. Stressing the logistics or dealing with the struggles this'll pose can come later. ]


Yeah, I'll dig up what I can later. I think it can wait right now.

[ He'd rather stay talking to her than go file hunting, for the time being. He knows enough about Union activity to have been aware of some of their tactics, they ways they went at Russia, though the sense of longing for clear skies is a distant and hazy memory to him all the same. ]

I don't know how it worked out that you went two months here since nothing's changed back home. We'd have missed you if you were gone to us... [ Nope, someone else would need to figure this out, Chase does not have that kinda brainpower. He's kinda wondering if anyone will notice him gone now, too. ] Has the sky gotten any better since you got here?