TDM 005: HAPPY SPOOKTEMBER

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TDM 005: HAPPY SPOOKTEMBER

Arrival This time, you come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface 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. Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a rundown apartment, a tent on the beach, or a bed in the "comfortable" new barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. Harvest Hunt As the daylight grows shorter and the muggy heat of the island’s summer gradually shifts to temperate days and chilly nights, Erku’s accessible wilderness explodes with a colorful collection of tempting fruits, fragrant-smelling herbs, and nuts and seeds plumped and ready for harvest. With warnings to beware of monsters, the robots of Erku encourage Islanders to take advantage of the land’s bounty by distributing basic camping supplies to those who are interested in exploring, hunting, and harvesting. They strongly encourage making the journey with a friend! Any surplus foods that Islanders bring home with them can be exchanged for credits with cafeteria robots! Just be careful out there - some of these fruits have strange effects once consumed. For extra protection out there in the wilds, the robots have fashioned crowns of flowers or foliage to wear on their adventures. The sweet and herbal smells from the crowns will discourage most Erku-native monsters from approaching, they assure - this is ancient knowledge from the planet’s long-gone civilization, so it can’t be wrong! What the robots don’t know is that the crowns have a deeper, more ritualistic purpose: after a few hours, the scent of flowers or herbs begins to awaken primal instincts within the wearer. Those who are wearing the foliage crowns feel overwhelmed by an urge to hunt, while those who wear the flower crowns delight in every opportunity to tease, outrun, and outwit the hunters. What happens when the chase ends? Well, that depends on the personalities and the chemistry between the hunters and their prey. While the robots are very insistent on placing crowns atop the heads of any Islander they see, they aren’t stuck on in any way and they are easy to remove, which can prevent or break the hunting trance. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. seeds and sap Of particularly high credit value, the robots explain, is an elusive flower known as the skull sunflower. It appears exactly as one might imagine: at the center of an otherwise innocuous, towering sunflower is the gruesome visage of an open-mouthed skull. Don’t worry, the flowers are harmless! Even if it’s strange how the empty-socketed eyes seem to follow your every move. And why is it that the teeth - which, on closer inspection, are actually the seeds of the flower - only seem to chatter when your back is turned? Any Islander who can withstand their heebie-jeebies long enough to collect the petals and seeds from the flowers will fetch a handsome reward in credits upon exchange with the robots. Beware the sticky, blood-red sap that seeps from the eyes of each skull, however. Those who absorb too much through their skin will begin to hallucinate, visions of frightening or emotional events from their past dancing in the shadows. One might even mistakenly imagine that another Islander is someone they recognize from their past, someone who meant something to them - no matter whether that person is alive or dead in the present. The hallucinogenic effects of the sap can last for hours, or they can be shortened by a dip in the public baths. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Tarot Night comes, and in the darkness, a robot sets up a table by the beach. A solitary candle sits in the center, illuminating a deck of cards. F̶i̴n̵d̸ ̸y̶o̸u̸r̵ ̵f̵o̸r̷t̵u̶n̶e̷?̴ The robot reveals tarot cards and will do a variety of spreads to tell your fortune. Each fortune can be distilled into one central theme, which characters will find pervades their life for the next 24 hours. There is magic afoot: it can be sensed, and perhaps even dispelled, if luck is on your side. Though most robots on the island show a capacity for greater-than-average artificial intelligence, this pseudo-psychic 'bot -- M.S. Cl30 -- is less advanced. It only has six interpretations prepared: Always watch your back. - Characters will be compelled to walk, or even speak, backwards for the duration of the day. Those who mishear it as "wash your back" may spend longer in the shower than usual. Fake it til you make it. - Characters will feel compelled to act performatively. They will more readily fall into acts for serious or flirtatious roleplay, or try on costumes that reflect a particular persona they're interested in exploring. Faked orgasms will seem quite realistic. You will receive an affectionate letter from a friend. - Just as it is said, someone will be compelled to engage in correspondence - and whether it turns dirty or not, well, that's up to you! Characters may also quite literally receive an article of clothing with a red letter sewn on the top. What could it stand for? Hold on tight. - Characters who are given this life advice will start to feel rather clingy. They'll attach themselves to someone's side and refuse to leave, or they may find a "security blanket" item and won't let it go. You are a generous, giving person. - Characters will feel compelled to do something kind for someone else. Maybe they'll invite someone to the movies, come over and cook, or do that thing their partner is always asking for. Don't think. Feel. - Even if they weren't before, characters temporarily experience impulsive and hot-headed urges. They will also become very tactile. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[sharpestsword]

[ She surprises herself with how receptive she can be when she sets aside any self-conscious thoughts. All that matters is how right it feels to meet his thrusts with her own motion. The sounds she makes are more insistent the harder he fucks her. Fingers hover near her clit, wanting so badly to touch but she doesn't allow herself just yet. ]

[grudged]

[Char hears those desperate sounds and works all the harder to hear them again. His cock surges within that hot cavern, carving a space for himself in that tight channel. Eventually he joins that breathy chorus, moaning into her neck and joining their fingers together. He pinches and pushes against her clit, rubbing furiously to aid in her pleasure and add to his own.]

So you want to come already...?

[Char pulls out, just for a brief moment, to show her how slick he has become. Before plunging in again and again and...]

But you can do better than that, right? Won't you beg for it?

[sharpestsword]

[ There's nothing she enjoys in this moment so much as knowing he's taking pleasure in her body. The return of those skilled fingers is very much welcomed. She's right on the edge, breathing shallowly just up until he pulls out of her. At first, she thinks he's going to come but instead she watches as he slides in between her swollen lips again until he's deep inside. Of course she wants to come but she also wants to challenge him and looks him in the eyes. ]

Make me.

[grudged]

[And Char, ever the competitive one, decides to make her.

Swooping in for a deep kiss, Char all but jams his tongue down her throat, He fucks her with his fingers, he fucks her with his cock, he fucks her as hard and as fast as he can manage at full force. Exactly how he would punish an eager ensign, a feisty young upstart who would submit thanks to sheer strength. The seat, though sturdy, still squeaks from every brutish motion.

And Char, ever the stubborn one, seeks to bring her over the threshold first.]

[sharpestsword]

[ It's right about now that she's realizing being on top didn't give her the advantage she thought it did. He just seems so confident that she'll succumb to him. And he isn't wrong. She takes him in all that she can, overwhelmed with his forcefulness. She wouldn't be satisfied until she knew his strength and that's what takes her there. Reaching out for something to hold onto she pleads against his lips for more until she finally gives in. Her legs quiver around him with her release as she lets out a heavy moan. ]

[grudged]

[Hot on her heels, Char hits his peak and floods Julieta, his own moans swallowed into nothingness. Shaking and shuddering, wringing himself out and withdrawing with a sticky rope of seed still connecting their bodies. Char nips on her neck one last time then flashes her an approving smile, offering the passionate praise she had sought.]

Pretty impressive, Julieta. Looks like I'll have to expedite your promotion.

[He purposely purrs her personal name, Julieta. And it sounds almost sweet, almost fond.]

Take a deep breath. Don't hurt yourself, alright?

[sharpestsword]

[ After all that effort she's exhausted. She glances between them at the state of her thighs, at the evidence he left behind. He'd filled her up and the thought makes her feel warm all over again and his words give her just what she needs. She leans against him shifting her legs to one side. ]

I would hope so. I'll have you know you're the first man I've allowed to come inside me.

[grudged]

[Somehow he isn't surprised by that. He's only known her for a short period of time, but she already has struck him as proud. Not exactly flinging herself at the nearest man, which earns his genuine respect. That strange fever has also seems to have vanished and he looks relieved by it.]

You're looking a lot better. I wonder if...

[Was it a trick of the world? Either way, Char politely pulls up his pants and tucks himself back in.]

Well, never mind. I'm just happy you enjoyed yourself.

[sharpestsword]

[ She does feel different and it isn't lost on her why that might be. Free of the strange effects she gives him some space to dress himself while she does the same, though she pauses to watch for a moment. ]

Have I earned the right to know anything more about you yet or am I going to have to come after you for it?

[grudged]

You're a fighter, Julieta.

[Both literally and otherwise, as far as he could tell.]

Fight for it.

[sharpestsword]

If I threaten you it might just lead to this again. Is that what you want?

[ Other than his name and rank, what she knows is that he's caught her interest. All this evasion is making her quite a bit more curious. He had a way of handling her just as roughly as she wanted while expressing concern for her wellbeing in a way she really found attractive. How that might translate to future interactions is something she's interested in finding out. ]

[grudged]

[Gingerly, Char rises from the seat and sets Julieta on her feet again. Chuckling at that veil of a threat, he simply shrugs his shoulders. Looking as flighty as when they first met, as if to say catch me if you can. Char does so love a good chase, especially when it involves a beautiful woman.]

I think you already know the answer to that.

[He offers her a parting salute, a flirtatious twinkle in those blue eyes.]

Try not to overdo it. I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon, Julieta.

[sharpestsword]

[ That's what she thought. He'll have his chase. She returns his salute before shooing him out of her mobile suit so she can clean herself up. She isn't making any promises to not overdo it but seeing him again she's more likely to manage. ]