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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 |
Enkidu | Fate/Grand Order | ota
[Thing is, Enkidu does carry one of the buckets around but does not really care for credits. Any form of currency is meaningless to a weapon, after all.
Finally they put down the bucket and move to sit in the sand, tucking their feet underneath them. Instead of catching the crabs they are merely watching them scuttle around and on top of each other. In a way it is pleasant to see nature do what nature does best. Surviving by creating new life.
And with all that fascinating crustacean action going on Enkidu does not notice how one tiny, red crab quickly scurries towards them and dig one of their pinchers in the pink of their right hand. It doesn’t exactly hurt but…]
Ah…
[Enkidu brings their hand up to watch the small red crab dangling from their finger and… Well, something seems to have changed inside of them. At least, they have never felt something like that towards a complete stranger, they are absolutely sure of it. At first there is something visible on their face that comes close to confusion but after that a kind smile appears around their lips.
They turn to look at the person who stands close to them.]
Would you mind my company?
II. Phallus Phestival
[They get it. They have been summoned to restore an island by completing a list that is given to them through a wristband. And that list seems to be…quite curious. Perhaps they should make these beings aware of the fact that they cannot repopulate this island. Even though they have spent 7 nights and 7 days with a sacred prostitute in an ancient forest almost 5000 years ago and pleasure isn’t something foreign to them either, it is odd to know that, of all things, this is what these Augur want from them.
They enter the festival grounds with the gifted sheet wrapped around their body and within a short time they’ve collected quite a remarkable bunch of phallic shaped memorabilia. One is meant to brush their teeth, and the purple one is a soap that smells like fruit and the one they’re eating from is obviously made of a cream-like substance.
And when one of the robots come to offer yet another phallic shaped object they take a step back and shake their head.]
I have enough penises, thank you. [Then they gesture at the person closest to them.] You are free to give it to this stranger instead. [They glance and dip their head.] I take it you need this more than I do, not?
III. Fireside Adventures
[All in all, this has been an amusing day. Not only have they received penises in all shapes and sizes for days and days to come, now they have a fruity drink in every hand while a bonfire warms them up. Now Enkidu doesn’t believe in luck but this really isn’t that bad. Also, this is a perfect opportunity to learn more of these humans, to obtain new knowledge and sate their never ending curiosity.
After emptying one of their drinks in one go they put the other one down.]
It has been quite a long time ago since I’ve danced for the last time but perhaps you can teach me a new one? [The look on their face can be considered neutral but there’s a curious glimpse in their eyes. The person next to them seems like quite a modern human. Someone who has extensive knowledge of dancing.] All they have given me are these penises. [Enkidu gestures at the penis shaped bag full of penises next to them.] I am familiar with their purpose, yet I do not think they should be used to write with.
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"Enough penises," you say? So if I lift up that toga, would I find eight different dongs hanging between your legs?
[ Jeanne Alter, very pointedly not wearing a toga, much happier with her swimsuit, butts in on the conversation, a dick shaped snack on a skewer danging from between her fingers as she motions vaguely in the direction of Enkidu's crotch. ]
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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.
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So you're saying you can actually do that.
[ It's not really surprising or anything like that, but being so forthright about it still feels strange. Not that Enkidu was ever really known for being subtle about anything. ]
Where's the ambition in only one dick? Although in my dreams they're usually attached to different people...
[ Handsome people. Give Jeanne Alter her harem. ]
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Praise humanity.]
This body is quite versatile.
[Enkidu cocks their head a little to the right when she asks that question and, to be fair, they find it difficult to make anything of it. Single penises have always been the norm.]
Worry not, I think most men you will meet have just one. And every one of them has a different one. Some are small, some are big. Very unfortunate men do not have one at all.
[Okay, consider them a little curious.]
Tell me of your dreams. It is a good way to pass time, not?
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So I've heard. [ Very versatile. Apparently nobody alive has ever seen what goes under that cloth.
Actually, Jeanne Alter has Self-Modification EX, so couldn't she...? No, probably not. She can change her class but she's too attached to how she looks to easily change. ]
I don't know, I think I saw a snake guy a while back. Who knows what goes on down there.
[ She wiggles two fingers around, doing an impression of how she thinks a set of distended penises might work. ]
My dreams aren't that special. Most people have imagined having a bunch of suitors at once, right?
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Hmm... [They cock their head just a little as they look at her.] ...there is a chance it might be snakes. Maybe even two. Would you want to know what a snake uses to reproduce? [They figure it is just some sort of penis.] If you want my advice...you should try to ask him the next time you see him.
[Enkidu doesn't really dream because they don't really sleep. But...]
I am not sure if it is a thing humans dream of. Perhaps those who feel alone or those who have a strong urge to reproduce. [They tap the device around their wrist.] It is apparently something they encourage here. Have you seen the images?
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She had felt inclined, after all. But as said, looks could be deceiving, and as modern as the android looked... she could only shake her head and offer a nervous laugh. ]
Actually, I... don't really know any dances. I have the information in my databanks, but the actual performance of it is all alien to me. There was never really any... dancing back where I came from.
[ Or anyone who wanted to dance with her. Oof. She didn't need that thought hanging over her head, some gloom seeping into her eyes. ]
I had written an entire tag and forgot this wasn't a paid account, all gone
[Still, they lean a little closer, unable to ignore their thirst for knowledge. They are quite sure that the dances she might know will be very different from theirs.]
Perhaps you can try? The last time I truly danced...it was a long time ago, when the gods still ruled over mankind.
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So you know... Babylonian dances?
[ It was a stab in the dark, but she figured it was a good enough guess. She had no idea how accurate it actually was. ]