TDM 004: WASHED ASHORE

[erkumods]

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

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[bearcat]

[ there's only a moment's hesitation — naga tipping her head back to glance at asami — before she takes off through the city. it looks nothing like republic city but the noises and scents are familiar: the whirring of gears from the robots sound like the industrial quarter not too far from yue bay; the ocean and food permeate the air and muddy the trail. if naga was any less of a trained tracker, she might have even gotten lost.

thankfully, she's just that great.

when the two of them cross paths with korra she's in the middle of bartering with one of the shopkeeps at the festival. with no money to her name, korra is trying to offer other services (no not those) in exchange for something to eat because spirits around her, she is starving. it's getting her nowhere. with frustration does korra pull at her face and sigh loudly — only to feel her fingers relax at the sudden beat of pawpads against the city's ground and a familiar awooo! that cuts through the din. ]

...Naga—? [ and then she sees who's with her: ] Asami!

[ forget food. miss sato is far more important, and with a racing heart korra darts towards her two favorite girls, one arm wrapping excitedly around naga's neck while her other hand reaches forward to touch asami's knee. tui's gills, she's real! they both are! ]

[fortune500]

[ Already, Asami's mood has lifted. She'd recently received her motorbike back from the Augur, so she'd been able to take a couple of leisurely rides throughout the city, but nothing compares to the familiar feeling of holding onto Naga. She may be Korra's best friend and mount, but Naga is as much of a friend as any of the rest of the Avatar gang.

And the chance that they'd find Korra herself? Has her interest piqued, her head turning in every direction as she looks for any sign of her.

Naga stops in her tracks, drawing Asami's attention forward again, and her heartbeat quickens with excitement as she sees her best friend— her wonderful, amazing, dumb but very real best friend, trying to barter with one of the robot shopkeeps.

Naga's excitement is her own, yelling out as the beardog rushes towards her— ]

Korra!

[ As soon as Naga comes to a stop, she's hopping off of Naga's back, not giving a single care that she draws stares with the enthusiasm and volume with which she rushes forward into a loving hug. ]

It's so good to see you! I can't believe it's really you.

[bearcat]

[ hugs! hugs! hugs are so much better than the barest of touches while a giant, fluffy dog is between them, and korra wraps her arms tightly around asami's shoulders so that she can press her body right up against her best friend's.

spirits, she smells so good. it's only been a day since she's seen asami, but it feels like so much longer, and korra won't stop the way she hides her face against asami's neck for the briefest of moments before stepping back to give them both a chance to breathe. korra's face remains flush, a small tinge of pink to her cheeks, and naga sits herself down beside her two favorite humans. ]

I can't believe you're here, either! I thought— [ i'd be alone, but it catches on a relieved laugh. ]