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TDM 006: SPECTRAL SPECTACLE
| TDM 006: SPECTRAL SPECTACLE |
00. 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. The Dragon's Matchmaking Welcome to the Island, cherub dragons! The auspicious actions of your fellow Islanders have foreseen the reintroduction of dragons to the world. Unlike the hulking, possessive creatures of ancient lore (and recent hot springs), these well-meaning little critters love to help. Their small size and roly-poly frames make them unsuited to laborious tasks, but they will be the perfect companion to any residents who endeavor to pick up a small item, wish for their lunch to be delivered to an absolute stranger, or need a fire started from a tiny, flaming sneeze in their drafty homes. If a cherub dragon sees an Islander they perceive in need of their assistance, they will zip right in and refuse to scram until they’ve done the job! No visible struggles? No problem! The little dragons also love to play matchmaker. Persistent dragons will gleefully nudge together Islanders they believe will have chemistry, and sometimes they aren’t wrong! Of course, even if sparks fail to fly, the dragons’ trilling songs are known to kindle romantic feelings between strangers and long-time lovers alike. II. Ruins While the Islanders have been enjoying their autumn relaxation, the ‘bots of Erku have been hard at work clearing the surrounding forests of dangers for their guests’ safe habitation. If you are of deft hand with monster slaying, forestry, or even just hauling debris and weed picking, the robots will gladly exchange credits for help with reconstructing the recently unearthed mountain temple grounds from the rubble that remains there. Just follow the path of gently glowing mushrooms to the site of the temple ruins. Beware of lurking creatures, grabby plants, and falling rocks!  The temple ruins are tall and breathtaking, despite the eerie chill of the fog that lingers just beyond. Or is it the fog that sends a shiver up your spine? After all, this place was very spiritually important to the original inhabitants of the Island, the robots say to anyone curious enough to ask. Although their own programming does not include religious worship, the Augur believes the restoration of this place to be vital to the continued augmentation of Eros energy. When questioned about the strange shadows that seem to slip from tree to tree, or the unsettling feeling of ghostly hands that seem to nudge volunteers deeper into the grounds, the robots respond with nothing but bafflement. Their sensors detect no unknown organic presence afoot. III. Ritual Islanders who chase those mysterious shadows may find themselves particularly drawn to a structure that lay deeper within the ruins, beyond where the robots have made the most progress. Three sets of crumbling, moss-covered stairs join to form a central platform, which - despite the overcast skies - seems to emit a soft glow. Those who step onto the platform may begin to hear a quiet, compelling voice, which urges them to be free of their inhibitions and to offer their energy to the spirits to be multiplied hundredfold. Visions of naked bodies in the throes of carnal worship dance before the eyes. Those who are especially spiritually sensitive - or perhaps, just lucky - may feel as if possessed by a consciousness that is not their own, and that consciousness is filled with a burning sexual desire. Leaving the platform is an option if alone, but the intense and overwhelming urge to seek companionship will persist until an Auspicious Act is completed. Those who are fortunate to be joined by company within the temple will feel compelled to worship right then and there, no matter the risk of being seen. Within the walls of the temple, Eros energy is enhanced such that any erotic act - big or small - will be enough to break the spell. N A V I G A T I O N |
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Oh, Osomatsu-san, you're here too!
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You're a kiddo until he realizes you're a man.But. Wait. What?]...Wait, you know my name? You know me?
[This is kinda eerie. How does this one-armed lad know him. He is in an unknown place and the first person to know him is a one-armed lad who seems excited to see him. And robots. But those are robots.]
Have we met? I don't know you. You know me and I don't know you. I'm confused.
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[His expression goes briefly slack at that, and he looks Osomatsu over-- he looks... older. Maybe a little taller?
Stinkier.It's the first time he's run into someone he knows being... Not actually who he knows, but he remembers hearing about it happening sometimes. He raises his good hand in apology, smiling.]Oh! I'm sorry, I knew... I guess, the easiest way to put it is a version of you? In another place.
[He stands up and dusts himself off as much as he can when he's covered in sand, and then ducks into a shallow bow.]
I'm Tanjiro! It's nice to meet you. [Again.]
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And it's not stink!! It's musk!! People love it!!!Osomatsu watches as the guy rights himself after being momentarily shocked, but he's admittedly very shocked himself.]That...sounds really complicated. Like super complicated. So you knew like...alternate-universe-me...
[But he manages up a smile and a bow in return, despite the confusion. He rises, scratching beneath his nose idly.]
Tanjiro-kun. Okay. I can remember that! You...seem to know me already so there's no need for me to introduce myself again. I dunno what all you know about me, but you know me. Which makes this entire day even more confusing than it already was, but I'm at this point in my life where I'm just like 'you know, this might as well happen. Adult life is already so weird.'
So, ah, I guess we can puzzle things out together since we seem to be friends?
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Stinky!He makes a sort of scrunched, apologetic look-- he'll process later that he's a little sad to have to get to know Osomatsu all over again, and smiles a little more sincerely at the nose under his finger. That's... a new gesture, but still very Osomatsu.]Yeah, we were friends for almost a year! But it's okay, you can't help the weird... What would they call them, "temporal shenanigans"? I don't really know what that means, but it sounds about right.
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May as well catch up while we're looking around here?? I'd kinda like to know what Other Me did and told you.
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Really, it's okay, you can't have known or done anything about it! [But at least Osomatsu is amenable to being friends again!! Friendship is
magicimportant. He laughs, taking a step forward to move past him with a nod, humming thoughtfully.] Hmmm, how do I know you're not just a clone doppelganger, though? [Where the fuck did he even hear this term.] Or one of your brothers pretending to be you? [Now he's just being silly.]no subject
...And obviously I'm not one of my brothers! They're all terrible at being me! If you know any of them, you'd know! You'd know that no one can be me, because I'm me, and that makes me the best, and my logic is always flawless.
[Whether he's joking or not is unclear.]
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Congratulations, you passed. [He was testing him??]
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That was a test??? ...Obtuse, but clever. I can respect that.
[His new friend is smart. That's neat. And good. He's aware he needs smart friends to keep him in check.]
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You were... eighteen when I first met you, I think you said you'd just graduated high school. [He looks him over, tilting his head.] You look maybe a little older, now? So I guess you're future-Osomatsu.
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Eighteen...jeez. That was years ago! Yeah, I sure am! I'm 24 now. Maaaan, so you met the young, lamer version of me. I didn't get a lot back then, y'know. I didn't understand things yet. Now I do.
[No he doesn't.]
So things have definitely changed.
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[He makes a sour face, briefly.] Hey now, don't call him-- you? Don't... you're not lame! You weren't then, you aren't now. [ಠ_ಠ]
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1. You have very low standards, my guy.
2. You'll get it when you get older.
3. Wait, really?
So there's kind of this dialogue wheel spinning in his head until it spins so fast that it just displays 'TILT'.]
...Maybe I was different when you knew me. I dunno. I just remember getting kicked into walls a lot. Cause I flipped skirts. That hurt.
[And possibly did permanent damage. Who knows.]
But thanks for the high opinion. I really don't usually get that a lot...people are bad at recognizing a true charisma legend shooting star when they see one.
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...well, you! Should definitely not be flipping skirts, that's very rude. But, [He looks himself over, realizing that his haori is about the only thing that really... Solidly says much about his era, given the nature of available clothes in Lunatia.] ...ah, well, I'm from the Taisho Era, so skirts weren't... nearly as short back then as they seem to have gotten in later years.
[He tilts his head, grinning for a moment and then laughing.] You're definitely still the Osomatsu I remember, just... Maybe bolder.
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I know it's rude-- [He blinks.] The Taisho era??? Why was I in the past that far?? [He might get it if it were the Showa era, but...] ...And yeah, they definitely got shorter. People got smarter, y'know. Technology marches on.
[He snickers.]
Yep, yep! It's 'cause I'm a man now! [...He's still a virgin, what is he going on about.]
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[He makes another face, shaking his head.] No-- we weren't both in the Taisho era, that's just where I'm from. I'm... actually not super sure what year it was supposed to be, but it was... A lot of people used the word "vaporwave". [Complete with air quotes.]
[Press F for doubt.] ...I'm not even really sure I know what that means, but okay. [Listen, to him "becoming a man" has been presented as slicing a boulder. He doesn't think that actually counts.]
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Oh. So you're just ripped out of time, and we--....we were in the 90s?? ...Was there Eurobeat??? It sounds hip and funky fresh.
[He smirks.] Ohohoho, it's okay, buddy, my guy, my dude. You'll learn when you get a liii~iiittle bit older~.... [Slicing a boulder is pretty metal but. Probably not.]
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[He's also pretty sure the words "Eurobeat" and "funky fresh" soar directly over his head as not being understood as words at all.]
[He grimaces just slightly, shaking his head.] I don't think I need to be of any specific age to understand what you might be getting at, actually. [But will Osomatsu disown him as a friend when he finds out Tanjiro fucks.]
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[That is the biggest lump of bullshit he's ever spat out.
He'll probably be more stunned that Tanjiro's gotten more than he has than anything, really.]
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He was kinda struggling because he was more in it for the long haul, from what I could tell. Not the type to sleep around.
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...Seriously? Like, 'oh no, I'll wait for marriage?' Me? Are you sure it was me? Osomatsu? Not Choromatsu or Karamatsu? I mean, the long haul is nice and all, but that was all I thought about at that age, from what I can remember! Lots of sex! And I would've gone for it if people offered!!! Literally anyone! But no one did! If they did, I would've been saying yes every time!
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I dunno, I never really asked specifics. Wasn't really my business, I guess?
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[He looks so disappointed.]
It was totally your business, as my friend...when you don't have anyone else touching your dick...that's what friends are for.
[...This idea perhaps explains why he's lacking in the friend department, too.]
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I mean, I think he also didn't ever express interest or try anything with me because I had a partner. [Tmw someone seven years younger than you has gotten more dick.]
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