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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 |
the horse girl prompt... hi
Oh, look at you. Hey, buddy. [ he's got literal heart eyes going on right now, one gloved hand reaching up to gently pet dorte's snout. ] When'd you get here, huh? You're a real sight for sore eyes, you know that?
[ the secret that no one knows: the fact that sylvain has always been a horse girl. anyway, he does indeed have some goodies, a bit of those greens they feed the chocobos that he keeps in his pocket, because you never know when you might need some on hand and he's so glad he's prepared for once. he gives dorte the whole thing while he checks him out, making sure he isn't injured or anything; thankfully, he seems healthy from what sylvain can tell. he unfortunately does not know that this is The Dorte, but still, he's ready to die for this horse if he has to. ]
I guess you can't tell me if you came here alone, huh? [ maybe someone else from home showed up with him. ] Well, that's fine. We'll get you to the stables, get you nice and cleaned up, yeah?
dorte: friendship ended with marianne... now sylvain is my BEST FRIEND
His ears swivel at the mention of 'stables', and after a moment or two of seriously thinking about just running off into the sunset with Sylvain... Dorte affectionately leans on him instead, whinnying softly. that's dorte language for "marianne, hurry up!!"]
-- Dorte?
[and lo and behold, Marianne appearing from behind this tree, her bag of weeds on her shoulder and a very Concerned expression on her face at not having Dorte by her side for those few minutes morphing into one of "oh no, what if Dorte is bothering someone and that person inexplicably does not like horses?" ]
Dorte, you shouldn't... bother... [wait, who is this extremely tall person, he seems very... familiar....] Syl -- Sylvain...?
[marianne is just that BEYONCE?.gif right now, dorte whinnying right after as if to say "it's obvs sylvain, who else loves horses this much"]
mr steal your horse.... sorry mari
Marianne! [ oh shit? he immediately thinks of hilda and claude, wondering if they know another member of their class is here. but more importantly, he looks back at the horse— ] Did you guys come here together? Is this Dorte?
[ wow... a celebrity. ]
stop she'll give them her blessing... treat dorte RIGHT sylvain
wait?? you mean he didn't immediately recognize him like dorte did sylvain? sylvain?? dorte... HUFFS, straight into Sylvain's hair.
Marianne does not Huff, but she does come closer, her realization that "is that really Sylvain" turning into "that's REALLY Sylvain?! he's taller?? why did he grow so tall??" and other mundane thoughts that Marianne does not in fact voice, instead]
Y-yes, that's Dorte -- and yes, we came together, um, he actually showed up the day after I arrived...! I'm not sure how... [but she's glad dorte did, and now she's babbling,] But I'm glad Dorte recognized you, Sylvain! He's missed so many of his friends from the Academy...
[this really be the first thing that comes to Marianne's mind right NOW, but it really has been a very long time since she's seen anyone else from the Golden Deer, and the way Dorte is very affectionately nuzzling Sylvain tells her that he must have missed him!!]
sTOP he's her companion for life!!!
It's part of this island's magic, [ he waves a hand, absently running his fingers through dorte's mane. ] Haven't really figured out how it works just yet, but like a few weeks ago, a bunch of cats and dogs that hung around the monastery just showed up suddenly. Probably the same thing happened to Dorte here.
[ but that doesn't matter right now, because marianne is here and there are probably some things he should ask her and other things he needs to explain. timeline shenanigans, what a trip. at least this is going better than his reunion with hilda, though. small blessings. ]
Aw, I missed you too, buddy. [ he's gonna plant a smooch right on his cheek. who's a good horse?? you are. that's likely a rare sight, and even rarer is the softer, more genuine smile he gives marianne. ] And hey, it's nice to see you again, Marianne. I know it's kind of a lot to take in, but you let me know if you need anything, okay? There's a few of us here from home too, so you're not alone.