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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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The afterlife? [They blink a couple of times while the look on their face looks completely neutral. After life? The underworld, maybe?] Hmmm...I think it would greatly improve Kur if it would look like this. All those trapped souls could use a little sun.
[A pause.]
If you wish to know, you do not look dead to me.
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Can't say you look dead either. Being alive it is. Unless everyone who's dead looks alive here.
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Still, I had expected we would be given something to eat. Instead we have towels and this device.
[Enkidu has put it on their wrist and that's it...really.]
I do not think that will be enough to sustain most humans.
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I would assume rations can be found somewhere around here. I doubt they want us to starve if they are so set on us performing the job they brought us here for.
[Which she's trying not to think too hard about.]
Have they directed you to a place to stay? The city probably has more stable housing than tents over there.
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And pleasure is something very human. It is something their body can perform but further than that, it does not apply to them.]
That makes sense, yes. [They look around themselves. No food to be found but there are some tents. Tents could contain food. But then again, it could also be that the robots were programmed for stupidity.]
No, they have not. But I am going to see if there is anything going on at those tents. [And maybe they should take a closer look at that odd card inside their device as well.] Feel free to follow me. I enjoy company when going on an adventure.
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All right. Maybe we can--[She agrees and heads over in that direction, only to have to take two quick steps to right to avoid almost getting snapped by some crabs that scuttled across the sand.]--Maybe we can almost find something to clean up with.
[She maybe still has sand all over because she didn't show up with extra clothes.]
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Preferably a human.]
I believe that is what the towel is for. [It's true that the sand makes moving a little uncomfortable...but then again, for someone who is fond of running around barefoot through a forest it isn't that much of trouble. The crabs, however, are more troublesome. They seem rather fond of pinching and there are two latched to their big toes right now.] I do hope there are less crabs inside the tent... Their pincers around my toes are rather unfortunate.
[Not entirely painful, but it makes walking a bit more difficult.]
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Mara is avoiding the crabs as best she can, step over and around them, and trying to not get grabbed. Thankfully she's wearing boots.]
Uh...maybe we could ask one of the robots for shoes for you. Doesn't that hurt?
[They aren't even trying to throw the crabs, so she wonders if it affects them.]
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Worry not. [There is the slightest smile on their face.] Even though it is uncomfortable I cannot say it is a burden to me. Also, I am not very fond of shoes.
[They like the feel of ground underneath their feet. Dirt between their toes, things like that.]
I wonder what it is that makes them so violent. Perhaps they aren't very fond of other beings. I can ask them, if you want.
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You can talk to crabs? Can you talk to all animals?