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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 |
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I...dunno, I mean. There's some pretty wild shit on there. Like, I don't know how they expect me to do any of that shit when I hardly know any of these people.
[LIKE he does know some of them but...he's pretty sure all of the girls would literally murder him, and he's not yet come to terms with whatever bisexual tendencies may be sleeping inside of him enough to entertain doing anything with a guy...]
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But okay, fair. ]
Knowing people isn't really a...requirement, here.
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Doesn't surprise me...
[There's a pause as Ryuji looks over to the tent entrance, as if he's worried someone might be listening in, before he looks back to Ren.]
So have you, like...done anything yet? You're not taking the whole card thing that seriously, are you?
[He'll be able to gauge what he should do here by Ren's example, surely.]
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Well, I do want a nice kitchen.
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Why am I not surprised...
[He groans, throwing his head back to look at the ceiling of the tent.]
Alright, fine. You give me one of the squares on your card, I give you one of mine. Sound fair?
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[ He has a lot of them. ]
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[But of course Ren doesn't care. It's Ren. So Ryuji will just...take a look, if he's sharing. Some of the squares are pretty tame, while others...
Multiple penetration causes the color to drain from Ryuji's face.]
So like...did your card just get picked for you, or...are you really into all this stuff?
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[ But it's not like he HATES the idea of any of it? ]
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Ryuji looks at the card for a long moment, and it's hard to tell if the redness of his face is from alcohol or what he's reading. Mainly because...quite a number of his match with Ren's. Some he absolutely will not admit to.
Like...public. Who the fuck thought that was a good idea.]
I guess, uh...dirty talk is one that's on mine too, so. S'that enough?
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[ He's experiencing Intense Doubt. ]
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Ho-hold on...you mean you want me to do that!? I thought you just wanted to know what kinda shit my card had on it!
[I MEAN
DOING THE SHIT ON THE CARD IS THE POINT RYUJI]
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[ He's wounded, truly. ]
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[Deflecting will only get you so far, Ryuji....]
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[ But yes even beyond that he's Okay With It. ]