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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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[ It is pretty hot out. That's why Emi's got a tiny, bright pink, toga too, although it doesn't explain the ever present knee socks. She's never been to Kanamara Matsuri so she's a bit giddy about all the dicks, everywhere.

Emi leans in at what Asellus is peering at, eyes widening a bit. ]

I dunno. Doesn't look like they're taking money from anyone.

[ Free sex toys can't be real right? ]

[There's only a little surprise in her face when someone answers her, and most of that is just Asellus being equally baffled at the possibility of this stuff being free. Back home-- well, long, long ago, when she was living somewhere with conventional ideas of shame-- this sort of thing would only be sold in cramped, dark, windowless shops. Something to hide from the world, not celebrate. And as far as she'd been told, you paid for that 'shame'.]

I'm not even really sure what some of these are for-- I mean, look at that thing. [She gestures to the largest toy in the display.] That just looks uncomfortable. And what even are these? [It appears to be a display of nipple clamps, in varying levels of decoration.

She's not very worldly about these sorts of things, even if she's not really very shocked by them anymore. Honestly, she's mostly just curious.

But there are more interesting things to be curious about right now. She grins at her new companion.] I'm Asellus, by the way. Are you new here too?

[ Modern day Japan isn't a free ride either - but it seems like no one's doing the whole money thing with this event. It's embarrassing but, also, pretty neat to see it all out in the open, people far less ashamed of sex toys than she's used to. ]

That'd mess me up. ...I think you can just sorta clamp those on whatever if you think it'd feel neat?

[ Emi's not very kinky either, no matter how sexually active she is. ]

I'm Emi, fellow newbie. Nice to meet you.

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