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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.

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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.

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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!

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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!

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N A V I G A T I O N

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_{[ They have rather mirrored looks at this rate as he scrambles by Ben's side, his hands both reaching up to his own mouth, then reaching out to Ben, almost touching him, then reaching back up to his mouth. Finally, he settles his hands on Ben's shoulders. He feels.. different. Warm. Not some cold, solid feeling like he usually feels when he materializes Ben.

His mouth stammers, but suddenly, he lifts his hand and gives Ben a slap on the face. Nothing too hard, but enough to sting. ]}

Holy shit. Did that hurt..!?

_{[ ok but something just felt nice about doing that cause that's what siblings do. ]}

[ Let it be known Jean is only in a toga because he was told the robots would give him free food if he wore it, and that facts seems true so far. Though he's loving the crab stick he's trying, the sheet wrapped around him inspires a feeling closer to vulnerability than freedom. He's used to being covered up from neck to toes, so of course he's going to feel awkward in what's essentially a dress, pulling it further over his knees occasionally.

He's mostly been ignoring the dildo stalls because he finds the whole ordeal so stupid, but now this other man is forcing him to acknowledge them. ]

Why do people even need these when real dicks exist ... [ Won't this make a man feel inadequate!!! Ah, but fine, he soullessly points in a random direction as he takes a bite out of the crab stick he's holding, and it happens to be a tentacled time. ]

[Lan Wangji freezes instantly when he hears the name, his entire body rigid like a plank of wood. He doesn't need to look over his shoulder to know who that voice belongs to. There's only one man in this world who would dare call him so brazenly by his given name and that man is none other than Wei Wuxian.]

Wei Ying.

[He says pointedly as he turns around slowly. Poor Lan Wangji has to take a deep breath once he realizes that Wei Wuxian is holding one of those ridiculous phallus themed candies. He could feel his ears burning at the sight of it. Leave it to Wei Wuxian to participate in this debauchery with such a gleeful smile upon his lips.

He can't help but shake his head.]

_{[ It's a rhetorical question, but it's a question, in which Klaus is going to respond to, because he really be like that. ]}

Sometimes you just need a little extra. Sometimes, you want to have several dicks at once and this is just the easiest option rather than finding several additional people.

_{[ You're welcome.
Though, when Jean points to that particular one, Klaus can't help but bark at some laughter. ]}

Hahaha, oh, nooo, no no. Not that one. You see.. that one.. it hits a little too close to family. Try again, buddy.

it's getting hard for them to shock me, but every now and then it's shocking

[ caroline's been to the beach before, of course. she's run a variety of water-based events for all kinds of purposes. none of it had prepared her for being dropped, unceremoniously, into the ocean.

she can swim, at least, and it takes her a minute to get acclimated and shake off the nausea from being yanked from home and dropped into the ocean, seriously, but fortunately her vampiric healing kicks in before she drowns and she makes it to the shore in record time, coughing on her hands and knees. ]

What the hell? [ she coughs a few more times, eventually heaving out some seawater (also unexpected, not to mention gross). ] What is going on? Where -

[ just then, a crab crawls over her hand and she leaps to her feet, yelping. ]

Ugh, that's disgusting. [ she looks, panickedly, to her hand, and upon realizing she's still wearing her ring she tries in vain to get her hair out of her face. ] Where the hell am I?

another night another party; saying hi to everybody

[ well, it took her a bit to figure out everything to do with this freaky beachside city, but she's gotten to know the basics. sex energy helps restore the city, robots are usually here to help but they've gone offline for the time being, you get rewards for checking off squares on your kinky bingo card. all of it is kind of a lot, but caroline forbes is nothing if not adaptable.

which is why she's at the bonfire party, in a dress she's managed to scrounge up and done up as much as possible, considering she'd had to sneak some items from stores or the weird garage sale that's been set up. she's got a drink in hand and is heading towards the bonfire, looking around at the crowd.

after she's finished her drink (and another one, or two; the alcohol helps curb her cravings and she hasn't had a chance to eat yet), she'll be over by the bonfire, eventually turning to the person closest to her and beaming at them. ]

Hey. We should dance, right? This music is great.

wildcard

[ if you've got something else you'd like to do in mind, feel free to choose your own adventure! caroline is 18 and undead and i'd prefer to stick around that age range for any potential partner, i haven't decided on a canonpoint yet but the range is around early to mid season two. i can be reached through PMs or on plurk at vdova ♥ ]

Edited 2020-08-19 04:35 (UTC)

[ They sure seem to like crabs judging by all their amphibious mobile suits, though. ]

Pfft, yeah, well, that's called toughening up pal.

[ He does seem a bit pampered. That said... ]

But I swear I should recognize you...

_{[ Sir, those are some mighty fine anal beads right there. It's instantly what Klaus hones in on with his eyes, but his gaze flicks upward to the man's face that responds to him. ]}

No? You sure? I mean, you seem pretty confident with those in your hand.

_{[ Klaus says, pointing out the anal beads. ]}

Seeing someone holding something like that? I mean, I would definitely trust your choice.

[ There are too many questions right now. Having arrived here a virgin, he's only getting used to the sex-charged atmosphere, and now he has to think about a guy ... taking many dicks at once. Sounds a little brutal.

Also that thing about tentacles in the family -- What the hell? He'll absorb this one thing at a time. ]

What the hell? How would you even take several at once -- Isn't two the most a person can take? [ There's a pause, and he wonders if he'll regret asking the question. ] I don't know if I really want the answer to this.

What? It tastes good! And if this is the local custom, who am I to judge?

[And then, quite deliberately, he put it in his mouth. Of course, he would argue it was not deliberate, that he had meant nothing of it. But, deep in his heart, that was a lie. He wanted to see Lan Wangji squirm, and maybe he wanted to see something else. Though he was quite sure at this point, having had a few months to think on it, that he had simply been too hopeful, and that such a wish would never become true.]

[Apollo is definitely here for the free stuff, and he's even wearing one of the robot-provided togas. The problem is that his toga is a particularly eye-blinding combination of neon green and red tartan, something that he never would've worn if he wasn't willing to put aside his pride for an opportunity to get food that wasn't laced with something suspicious.

He's been having a pretty good time browsing the wares, in fact, when the guy in robes catches his eye. Apollo turn to look just in time to see him throw the candy to the ground, his eyes widening as he watches the poor, penis-shaped lollipop thunk against the ground, left lying in the sand and looking like the world's saddest bachelorette party favor.]

HEY! What's the big deal wasting food like that?!

Emi looked up blinking at Eleanor. Definitely looking up in her case, as freakin' short as Emi is - then out at that hand.

"Hope you don't mind taking it slow," she said just a little bashfully, leaning over, and knocking on one of her stocking-covered legs. There's the dull sound of an artificial plastic limb. Normally not too limiting, but 'dancing on sand' is one of those cases that's too unsteady.

"Seeing you up and around is more than enough to ease those worries." Xichen responds after a moment. His gaze does drop to the crabs briefly, his expression turning thoughtful for a moment before he answers.

"I don't know if well is the word, given the nature of this place, but everyone seems to be adjusting more or less." It's a diplomatic answer but true enough, Xichen watching Wangji for a moment.

"Nie Huaisang is here, as is Jiang Wanyin."

[He's overdressed. Not just for the occasion, but for the beach in general. Jeremiah hadn't donned his toga even after realizing what it was, determined to wear the clothes he'd like to, thank you very much, so this is really just par for the course. To his credit, he looks perfectly comfortable in a tailcoat and boots, even without much of a chill to the night. It's a little warmer yet for him, the drink in his hand not the first he's had, but that he doesn't mind. Frankly, it's why he's stayed around as long as he has, his cabinets still desolately dry and his credits too scarce to make the bar a habit. The music seems to keep him drawn here anyway, itching to do more than simply tap his foot.

Before he can even think of finally indulging, a face pops up beside him and beats his brain to it. Jeremiah's surprise is brief; being approached keeps happening to him here, instead of the other way around. It's still unusual, but... refreshing.]

I'll confess, this music isn't my typical style. [Certainly not the kind he learned dance to in boarding school. Yeah, he's one of those.] But certainly.

[Jeremiah takes the last generous sip to finish off his glass, setting it aside before offering a practiced hand, as if this were a gala and not a bonfire.]

_{[ He looks a little sympathetic, but it's only cause of the kinds of people he's known most of his life were those who were very.. sexually free and all around kinky. Sometimes he forgets that there are virgins in the world.

Klaus steadies one hand on Jean's shoulder. ]}

Listen, hey. You can accomplish aaaaaaanything if you really put your mind to it, so.

_{[ So. That doesn't quite answer the question, but he can kind of tell that this guy isn't ready for this conversation yet. He gives him a pat and withdraws his hand. ]}

I just can't think about something being all tentacle-y. It'd probably kill my boner.
.. Which is.. unfortunate. It looks fun.

The faint making of a smile forms onto Lan Wangji's lips but it doesn't linger for long. He soon turns his attention to the crab tugging at his robes. Lan Wangji stares at it briefly before kneeling down to pick it up. He gently places the ornery crustacean on a nearby stone so it could fuss to its content. While the crabs aren't as adorable as the little rabbits he's accustomed to, they're charming nonetheless.

At the news of Nie Huaisang and Jiang Wanyin, Lan Wangji cannot help but frown. It's not that he disapproved of them but rather he's surprised to hear they've been trapped here as well. He can't help but think there's foul play involved if both the leader of the Qinghe Nie and the Yunmeng Jiang Sects are present. That along with his brother just sounds very suspicious to Lan Wangji. Too suspicious.

"Curious." He responds with obvious discontent in his tone. "Why have we been summoned here?" While he heard the explanation from the Augur already, Lan Wangji hopes his brother has better insight on the matter.

[The second Wei Wuxian brings that terrible candy to his lips, Lan Wangji quickly glances away. He can feel his face heating up now after witnessing such lewdness. Leave it to Wei Wuxian to toy with him like this. Lan Wangji is mentally cursing himself as they speak.]

Some customs aren't meant to be...enjoyed so openly.

[He mutters while doing his best to hide his face from him. If Wei Wuxian wanted him to squirm a little, then he certainly got his wish.]

[ Ignorance breeds confidence, especially when it comes to the world of sex toys.

Eustace doesn't really do shooketh, but even he can't help but flick his gaze back to the object in his hand, eyebrows pulling down in unhappy confusion. Even the ears atop his head wiggle, the very tips twitching restlessly. ]

These aren't explosives then.

[ It's a question despite the flat tone he takes. ]

[ He was steps away from leaving this ridiculous fair until someone starts yelling at him. It's then that Lan Wangji pauses in his steps and slowly turns around. He gives the youth a look of sheer indifference as he tightly grips his white sword. While the other doesn't seem drunk or impaired, Lan Wangji can't help but stare at him as if he grew a second head. ]

That was not food.

[He states coldly with a frigid glare to boot.]

[ While he wasn’t trying to show off, he is sure it was undoubtedly a show, however brief of one. The clapping doesn’t help him feel any less flustered about it. ]

He said I couldn’t use my hands to pick it up.

[ Somewhat muffled with his own arm in his face, and the robot gives a little nod of agreement. It takes a moment before he pulls the hand away, finally able to look over in Sirius’ direction without feeling like he’ll explode. The compliment helps, and he smiles broad enough for the scar on his lip to look a little brighter as it’s pulled taut, a little more obvious than it might have been at a glance. ]

I guess this place is like this, I’m just not used to it yet. But, y’know, thanks. For the lie.

"As far as I can tell, we're here to engage in...activities to aid in the rebuilding of this place. Huaisang has done enough to regain a version of his home where we've mostly taken up residence." For the time being. Xichen isn't quite meeting Wangji's eyes though.

"...May I ask your age, Wangji?" Because he's really not sure how else to bring up this issue, but it would makes sense his brother being recovered could mean he falls more in line with the others they know.

Uhh. [ He's still trying to figure out how this works and he can't wrap his head around it. It's probably for the best that Klaus doesn't elaborate. His sensibilities would not be able to handle it. ]

Looks more gross than fun. [ He only learned about the concept of kinks a month ago, so no, he's not at the level where he can see the appeal of fucking a sea creature yet. ]

So do you have an octopus in the family, or something?

[He was delighted! It had been a long time since he had seen such a reaction. Finally! He felt like he had won a prize.]

But here they enjoy everything openly. It's only candy anyway, it isn't anything bad. Unless you're imagining things on your own.

Oh! How bad. What will your uncle say?

Keiichi, dressed in a red tank top and green shorts, seems to have a pretty good haul so far, so Lin may or may not be under the mistaken impression that he's some sort of expert. He knows enough about crabs to know that they pinch and that they're edible, but really, he's never seen any either. He's just been using some... inspired tactics to snatch up the crabs when they aren't looking.

"Huh? Oh, yeah," he responded, lifting a hand up to the back of his head and rubbing it as he holds the bucket in the other. "You've gotta crack the shell open after you cook them." He supposes that if people here really come from all kinds of different worlds, it would make sense for someone to have never heard of eating crab before. This woman, while still young looking and full of life, probably has about 10 years on him, maybe more, so it's unlikely that she just managed to go this long without having ever seen anyone eat crab before.

Of course, his tastes are much simpler and cheaper. He just wants the credits so that he can see if the Augur is willing to produce some acceptable ginger tonkatsu ramen, and he'd rather not try to earn it the other way.

arrival;

[ DAY 1; you know, being waterlogged and covered in sand isn't all that out of the ordinary for a water tribe member, but usually when korra's as such she's aware of her surroundings and how she got there. the confusion about what's going on will have to wait until after she recovers from the dizzy feeling in her head, the slightly nauseated twist in her stomach. with half an ear does she listen to the robots as they explain what's going on, watching them clip on the bracelet before she's sent on her way. it's so much happening at once, and as that feeling of vertigo abates, she can finally work on cleaning herself up. the sand goes first, wiped off her damp skin with a smooth motion of her hand, her energy pulling each small bead of earth away. water is pulled from her clothing in what looks like a reverse splash, droplets flung to the ground as korra's knuckles meet the palm of her opposite hand. glancing to the company nearest her, korra offers: ] Hey, d'you need help drying off?

[ yeah she's not gonna deal with that whole "eros energy" thing right now, let her just find her bearings first. ]

[ DAY 2, for asami; naga is a good girl. naga is a very good girl but having just arrived herself and with no sign of korra there's no way she's going to stick around this little shack. she can pick up the fading scent of korra all around her (she must have left this place earlier in the day), and that's enough of a trail for her to start looking! so off she goes, into the city, to try and track down, if not korra then, someone she recognizes! ]

festival;

[ having thrown herself into the task of collecting as many crabs as she could, korra will take the time to recoup her energy by checking out the festival. her toga is wrapped around her and fastened securely, but it feels a little weird. it's a lot more airy than the clothes she's used to wearing, but she's been taught to respect the cultures around her, so a toga she will wear! spirits, it's itchy though, and as she makes her way through the stalls she can be seen squirming and scratching along her hips and back, and fidgeting with the rope belt tied around her waist. it's almost like she can't hold still for any length of time — which, okay, really isn't out of the ordinary.

finally, korra comes to a pause at one of the confectionary stalls to take a look at all the sweet things laid out — and even though she has a small pouch of dried crab meat on her person, something a little sweeter sounds a lot better right now. she's about to ask how much when a few pastries are shoved into her hands excitedly. though she is by no means ashamed of anything related to intimacy, korra can't help but feel a little hot around the ears when she considers having to actually eat one of these things... in public. ]

...They're really dedicated to this, aren't they? [ this whole... aesthetic. ]

fire;

[ korra is always moving and she gets to know people best by being physically active in their personal space. so don't mind (or do) her while she is practically laser-focused on any wallflowers hanging around the fireside, looking like they would like to dance but are just a little too shy to jump right in. ]

Hey you! [ because she'll get right up in their business and take their arm ] Come dance with me!

wildcard; ( PM me if you want to talk deets, or just throw something at me and we'll see where the winds take us! )

Lin had on baggy pants rolled up to her knees and a ratty tank top on. She also lived hundreds of miles from the coast in a world where the coasts had been reduced to radioactive rubble a hundred years ago. So seafood had never really been a large part of her diet.

"They just...look like really big bugs."

She'd eaten bugs before, but that had been an act of desperation. She didn't want to do it again if she could avoid it.

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