TDM 007: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? (Sorry, No Refunds)

[erkumods]

TDM 007: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?

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. Entertainment District Old and new arrivals alike have likely been enjoying(?) the Island’s one day of sunshine per week - and so have the robots! The energy they are able to harness from the sun has increased their productivity exponentially, and a colorful multi-level entertainment district has sprung up to surround a few of the city’s familiar locations. Here you will find the forge, the clothing shop, the Full Moon(ty) Theater, as well as a freshly upgraded Ticket to Ride: an all-purpose arcade where tickets won from skeeball and Whack-a-Woody can be exchanged for sexy, colorful prizes! Admission is free, and the robots especially encourage islanders to check out the following arcade additions: Lurid Laser Tag: Slip into a full-body laser tag suit and arm yourself with a robot-provided laser gun before you go into this spooky and maze-like laser tag arena, which has been designed in the fashion of an abandoned, post-apocalyptic city overrun with creeping, squirming, and sometimes grabbing plants (which may look and feel very familiar to the earliest residents of the Nameless Island). Avoid these obstacles and try to spot the enemy before they spot you! The laser guns issued by the ‘bots have three graduated settings, chosen by the shooter, to alert you when you are hit: 1. vibration, 2. sweet caress, and 3. deep massage. Any part of your laser tag suit may activate, depending on where you are hit. Islanders may choose to play 1-on-1 with a friend, or can be randomly assigned to an opponent or team. VR Rooms: Pull on a shiny new headset and enjoy an immersive virtual reality experience like none other available on the Island thus far! The technology is still somewhat limited, however, in that the rooms can only replicate settings and environments from the current users’ memories. Whether you’re looking to train your battle skills on your old stomping grounds or simply want to share the experience of your favorite hometown noodle shop with a friend, these new VR rooms will literally open up new worlds of entertainment to you. VR Rooms can be enjoyed alone or in pairs, and they are fully private. GundamPods: A scaled-down version of the newly installed mobile suit simulation cockpits which can be accessed in the hangar at the outskirts of the city, these side-by-side pods allow users to recreate the experience of piloting any mobile suit that has been brought onto the island, in PVP format. Scant and form-fitting clothing is recommended for the most seamlessly realistic piloting experience, as this allows the technology to interface with your sensory system. Wear a bikini and you’ll feel it right down to the G’s! ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. Sexscape Room Looking for the latest opportunity to earn credits? Look no further! The robots are researching the problem-solving capabilities of organic lifeforms, and they are seeking the Islanders’ help. The offered reward is very generous, and the ‘bots say the time commitment is no more than two hours. No manual labor required! Participants will only be given a puzzle to solve within that time limit. Those who agree will be led to a spacious, if dark, room... but not alone. When the lights turn on, two volunteers find themselves trapped together in an escape room! Written clues lead participants through a series of steps to find the trick that will unlock the doors that hold them captive. However, what kind of room they find themselves in is entirely luck of the draw. Some rooms are perfectly normal, with almost absurdly easy puzzles to solve - a tip of a bookcase or a key hidden beneath a pillow might just be the ticket out. Others may be outrageously difficult, with clues taking the form of cryptic riddles and assigned tasks requiring partnership and teamwork to complete. What kind of tasks, you may ask? Well, for some rooms it’s fairly obvious what volunteers are expected to do in order to earn their escape. That riding crop says it all, does it not? Those who fail to solve the escape room within two hours will be released without incident, the promised credits loaded to their devices. Islanders who successfully escape the room will be additionally rewarded with a goody bag of cute and colorful BDSM gear! ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Speed Dating at the Limp Noodle So many renovations have occurred thanks to the efforts of those on the Island and the robots have decided a grand opening of the new Limp Noodle Shop! This robot-run shop has three small tables and a long counter for serving customers. It caters to various noodle foods and soups from any world and their menu changes regularly, but Wednesday is All You Can Eat Ramen Day. Try the Special Spicy Fishcakes to get a free drink, but they might make your noodle anything but limp and you'll need some help to calm it down. Effects can last up to three hours. But that’s not all. To promote the grand opening of the Limp Noodle the robots have added more seating and opened up the week for Swap Meet Speed Dating. That’s right, speed dating. Anyone who takes part in the 10 minute rounds of looking for your next Auspicious Act partner will receive all-you-can-eat snacks. Couples who hit it off will receive a free meal at a small two-seat table in a more secluded area. Questions are provided on note cards with a fine print reminder: “Eye contact supports sexual intrigue, please maintain at all times.” ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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han joon-gi | yakuza

[jingweon]

i. lurid laser tag

[ When he's encouraged by the robots to play laser tag, how can he really say no? They just seem so excited by the idea, and it's not like he can't handle himself with a gun.

Of course, laser tag wouldn't be laser tag if the guns were just a little bit off and the aim wasn't quite right. still, he manages to set his gun to sweet caress (it just sounds the nicest of the three options, doesn't it?) and he's currently hiding behind a big barrel, crouched down and waiting for his next target. He'll shoot on sight, though, so you better keep your wits about you if you get close, he's not about to go easy just because this is a game. ]

ii. sexscape room

[ This is not exactly what he thought he'd be dealing with when they said it was an escape room. He figured there would be a few quaint puzzles, maybe one or two harder riddles. But the riding crop really does say it all, and he's guessing that's not secretly a key hiding in the sets of gear that are laid out.

Well, there might be some keys, but not for the door.

He turns to his new partner -- another volunteer, apparently -- with an apologetic smile. ]

They weren't exactly clear with how "hands on" they intended this experience to be, were they?

iii. limp noodle

[ It's been a busy day! Noodles would be a great way to finish out the evening. he's not even mad that he gets roped into speed dating, although his feelings towards that might change as the effects of that special fishcake start setting in...

In the meantime, though, he's perfectly happy to talk to other people who aren't robots, and if they happen to hit it off, that's a plus too, right? ]

Good evening. [ He's so proper, even with these ten minute things, almost professional in the way he handles the interaction. ] I'm Han Joon-gi. It's a pleasure to meet you.

sexscape room

[libidos]

[ It's a bit like being a child in a candy shop for Haru, though it's not because he's all that excited in any of the bondage gear but more he's not used to this sort of kinky BDSM play at all so he simply wants to have fun exploring and touching everything possible. But he has a companion, and it'd be rude to ignore him, what with the intention of the room. ]

They picked a heavy setting for a starter! Are you into this kind of thing? I can't say I'm all that interested so we can compromise somehow if you don't want to get hurt.

[ He'd like to know his partner's into BDSM before ever deciding to go through with this whole scenario, and he's not one to judge a person, so he can't say if this guy seems the type or not. ]

Ashe Ubert | Fire Emblem: Three Houses

[socialjusticeknight]

A: Stranger in a Strange Land

[Ashe had seen the ocean before, but he'd never been in it - he'd thought, once, that it looked like it would be fun to swim in it, under the heat of the southern Fodlan sun. Now he's rethinking that position, as he's tossed by the waves, rolling up onto the beach with a mouth full of salt and sand.

Before he even had time to process how he had gotten from the cold fields of Faerghus to the sea, however, he's suddenly being swarmed by... strange things, which talk like humans but don't seem to be alive.

And then he's left alone with some sort of bracelet and a towel, and instructions to explore the island, just like that.

Catch him wandering the streets, absently toweling at his hair and muttering to himself:]

I must've eaten something bad... this is just a very weird dream... that's all it is...

B: Books'A'Million

[Now convinced that this is not, in fact, a weird dream, Ashe decides to better explore the island, eventually seeking out what he hopes will be a place of comforting familiarity: the City Library. Unfortunately, when he gets there, it is not at all what he was expecting.

Ashe stands near a display of purchasable tablets, looking around himself in obvious confusion.]

I... I don't understand. Where are the books?

[Data chips? What's that? Can he eat it?]

C: Stuck in the Middle with You (Sexscape Room)

[The robots had said he could do a puzzle for credits, and Ashe thinks that sounds like a pretty good deal. So here he is, standing in the room with someone else, looking around with eyes wide with interest.]

Ah, so the entire room is a puzzle! How interesting!

[It seems even more fun than he expected! Sure, it was a bit weird that the robots kept talking to him about intimate encounters (again!) while they were explaining the rules, but this all seems very harmless and entertaining!]

Well then, I guess we'd better get searching.

D: Speedy Dates

[New foods are always something Ashe is interested in, and that's what leads him into the Limp Noodle. And being offered free snacks just for spending ten minutes talking to someone? It's an enticing offer, indeed!

Even if the topics they're supposed to discuss are a bit, er... intimate, to say the least.

But still, Ashe manages to look chipper and maybe only a little nervous as he's seated at the seat across from his new dining companion, eying the snacks between them.]

I've never had these before... but they look quite good!

[[OOC: Sexscape room can stay gen or get sexy! If you'd like something I didn't include here or want to plot hit me up at dandywonderous]]

B

[madjesty]

[ If Dimitri can't eat the weeds, Ashe can't eat the data chips!

But okay, Dimitri has been here for a while now, and the lack of proper tomes doesn't surprise him so much anymore. Nor does the... specific type of selection the library carries. (Spoilers: it's all sexual in nature.) Of course, he still hopes against hope that one day he'll find something slightly less catered to the island's needs, but... well. He can't say they're useless. In fact, he may or may not have done some, uh, research before.

He may or may not be doing research right now, but you know what! Don't ask. Just... don't.

Instead! Let's just focus on the fact that his friend is in need of help, and it's help Dimitri can provide! ]

Ah, I am afraid that is one more thing for you to grow accustomed to, Ashe. [ A sympathetic smile, though; he can relate, buddy. ] There are no real books anywhere in sight. However, you can use these for reading. Like this--

[ He'll lead by example and slide a data chip in his own bracelet, press a couple of buttons and bam, it loads! Maybe just... don't look at his pick, either. There is absolutely nothing suggestive about a book called Boarlionaire, nope, no sir! ]

kazuma kiryu | yakuza

[4thchairman]

0. arrival

[ He's not usually the one washing up on the beach, if we're being honest, so it's certainly a surprise when Kiryu opens his eyes to find the soft sand of the beach beneath him, and the gentle crashing of waves behind him.

He coughs. A weaker man might splutter, but Kiryu, despite having no idea what's going on, remains calm in the face of... whatever this is. Robots? Bracelets? It's a lot to take in. How about instead of doing that, Kiryu sits on the beach and stares out at the weird, dark ocean. Thinking. Contemplating. Kinda has a statuesque look to him like this, if you want to poke him with a stick or something. ]

i. vr rooms

[ The confusion part over, Kiryu decides to try out the VR for a trip down memory lane. Why not, right? Sure enough, the VR projects a bustling city in Tokyo, with bright lights, the chatter of night life and the unmistakable scent of cigarette smoke. If you've decided to join him on this little adventure, for whatever reason, you're in for a treat! It's not every day Kiryu opens up his home, but he's putting an effort in to help.

He is such a sucker for helping others. He pulls out a cigarette of his own, lighting it with a practiced motion as he steps forward. Damn, this feels real, though. He almost misses it. ]

I'm not sure how much of the city is recreated, but we should be able to grab a drink at least.

iii. speed dating

[ Speed dating is exactly the kind of hijinks Kiryu often found himself in. He'll go along with almost anything, it seems, so he takes a seat and glances at the questions. He'd never been very good at group dates. He probably doesn't need to do this, but the offer of free food is pretty tempting...

Ding ding ding, a bell goes off signaling it's time for those ten minutes to start. Don't worry, he'll go first. ]

Kazuma Kiryu. [ A little gruff, but he's off to a start, even if he sounds way too serious. ] I'm 48. Is that going to be a problem?

3

[reorienting]

[Unlike Kiryu, Glenn is entirely out of his element. It's noisy, and there are a lot of people, and gosh, it's quite a lot to deal with for this deceptively young-looking hermit.

[But free food is too tempting to pass up. Even if his body won't process everything well. What's a little indulgence?

[Regardless, he's dressed almost like he came straight out of the GundamPods, in a black skintight bodysuit, from neck to toes, and his hair matches, although it looks more like slightly unkempt dog fur, and it has pieces of feathers stuck into it. Or rather, coming out of it. Especially with what appears to be a cowlick that is more feathery than hair.

[Regardless, Glenn also takes note of the questions, but that's not the main problem. No, the main problem is the eye contact bit that has him nearly sweating bullets - if his body could still sweat that much, at any rate.

[As it is, he blinks a bit as he processes Kiryu's voice, looking just off-center at his face, closer to one cheekbone or the other. His normally colorless eyes simply reflect the other man's skin tone (and sometimes his hair, when his gaze drifts in that direction) like a mirror.]

48? No, that will not be a problem for me.

[He tries to look Kiryu in the eyes, but just skims around them. If his palms could sweat, they probably would be. Instead, his gloves creak a little, the sound as if it comes from some strange hybrid of latex and leather.]

Will my age be a problem? I am physically and mentally in my mid-20s.

[It's probably a weird distinction to make, but... it's as close to a truthful answer as he's willing to give a stranger.]

holli would | cool world

[pencildick]

I.

[ Maybe it isn't the best idea to try playing laser tag in stiletto heels, but thinking about reality hasn't even occurred to her yet. She's too mindlessly delighted by this new noid world and every delight and pleasure it has to offer her, doesn't even seem aware of the looks she might get strutting around in barely a slip of a dress and three inch heels - and then she finds her way into one of these neat "laser tag" suits after oohing and ahhing at them for nearly ten minutes.

Laser tag, huh? Like rayguns, maybe? She excitedly turns to test the "gun" out on the wall and is visibly disappointed when no catastrophic, cartoonish explosion follows. Frowns down at it, and then turns to the nearest stranger matter-of-factly, like they're going to fix the problem for her on the spot somehow. ]

This thing's out of ammo.

[ Whoever is kind enough to go through the process of explaining laser tag is also the person responsible for unleashing her onto the field, where she does an awful job hiding, her heels clacking loud as she crouches ineffectively near corners (her blonde hair sticks up on low walls) and blatantly sticks her head around corners to "peek", a six foot something blonde who is very obviously... well, a cartoon. One who blasts indiscriminately at every little movement.

She's terrible. But she's having a lot of fun even before she gets hit for the first time, letting out a soft noise of surprise at the sudden strong buzz as the chestpiece of the suit goes off. ]

Oh! [ Oh. Oh, and she smiles down at her suit. ] Oh wow.

[ Who's blatantly jamming her laser rifle against the crotch of her suit and pulling the trigger? Certainly not Holli. That must be some other woman letting out a sharper, decidedly louder moan somewhere in the general vicinity.

Worth it. ]

III.

[ Holli is rarely ever exhausted back in Cool World - spent most of her time scheming up ways to make it to the real world, and drinking, and dancing, and fucking. It's part of why the place was such a cage. Doodle food, doodle clubs, doodle dick - she was meant for something greater, something substantial.

Like "ramen". She doesn't understand what it is besides noodles and meat, exactly, only that it's incredible. In fact, she's on her third bowl before long in an almost cartoonish show, stacking the empty bowls beside her and sliding the next one into place. She's dainty enough as she eats, but certainly not in her sounds, audibly enjoying herself with groans and sighs that sound far from innocent.

Feel free to comment on that, or on the ridiculous amount of noodles she's consumed so far, or - if you're particularly unlucky and happen to try to eat next to her - watch in disbelief as this rude chick finishes her latest ramen and immediately steals yours, ready to dig her fork into it. Rude! ]

I

[jetsetwitch]

[Holli's opponent was like a trained commando, a force of nature moving through the no who am I kidding Akane was just as much of a disaster at anything resembling combat as she was.

She jumped around a corner with an "AHA!", ready to douse whoever her opponent was down with lasers, but instead she found...this.

Holli, blasting herself in the crotch repeatedly.]

Um.

Well, I can see you're already busy so...

[Akane eyed her own gun, then her own suit. Should she ALSO be shooting herself? That felt against the spirit of the game, but also Holli REALLY seemed to be enjoying herself.]

AKIRA KURUSU – PERSONA 5 ROYAL

[jokey]

ARRIVAL

[At some indeterminate point in the day, a bedraggled teenager washed up on the beach, laid there in a daze for a long moment, heaved up the contents of his stomach, and landed face down in the sand once more. Very unfortunate.

Happening past the kid who very clearly needs help, perhaps of the medical variety, and offering a helping hand sees him rasp out a very serious, very important question.]

...have you seen my glasses?

[The glasses in question are lying some paces away, but are they really that important...?]

WELCOME TO THE VIRTUAL REALITY ROOM

[In a far corner of the arcade’s virtual reality room is a door mysteriously left ajar, inviting whoever happens upon it to poke their head inside. Within is a headset and a note– Take your time.

Putting on the headset will whisk the player into a midnight blue room encircled by jail cells. The player will find themselves in one of those cells, dressed in a ratty prison uniform and shackled about the ankle.

Could it be worse? Sure it could– take the attendant’s word for it. Upon entering, he welcomes you to the Velvet Room.

Oddly enough, the VR headset doesn’t easily dislodge with a tug, which is a bit unfortunate when said attendant begins to ask a slew of prying questions with the promise that he’ll reveal the contents of your soul (or some such nonsense) at the end of his questionnaire.

The final question is either...

A, the deep question:] Fill in the blank. “I would give my life for blank.”

[...or B, the silly one:] On an average day, how many pigeons do you think you could reasonably carry?

[Please, bear with him here.]

SEXSCAPE ROOM

[These robots are, in a word, problematic. They’re quick to usher Akira into a room with the promise of credits, credits, and more credits if he can solve a simple puzzle in the allotted amount of time. He isn’t entirely enthused by the prospect, curious as he is, but the outfit he’s presented with and encouraged to wear to aid in his quest piques that curiosity further.

How did these robots get ahold of it, and for that matter, what’s with this room? Evidently, he’s found himself in a love hotel. What makes it evident? Why, it’s the metric shit ton of dildos, lube, and various other sex toys piled up in the center of the bed. At the top sits a note from the robots written in painfully blocky script: ENJOY, HOOMANS.

Mere moments after Akira’s picked up a very questionable riding crop, another hapless victim comes tumbling in from a hidden wall panel. Said stranger is also dressed in a flashy outfit and a mask that reasonably obscures their face, but not entirely.

It seems the theme of this particular room is disguises, or perhaps anonymity... but what might the solution to escaping it be? Akira tightens his grip on the riding crop and gives one of the dildos on the bed a firm smack, which rolls onto the floor and immediately begins to vibrate wildly. He brings a hand to his chin.]

The solution is obvious. [How?!] We’ll try them all on you and see which one unlocks the door.

WILDCARD

[Come at me! Akira can be found poking around elsewhere, namely at the library, the hangar, and is inclined to chat up any local restaurant/bar owners. m/f m/m are golden. hmu @ milky#8773 if you want to hash out something specific!]

Sexcape Room

[blossomingviolet]

[ Curiosity and bad timing decided to worth together against her in this moment. The one time she'd wanted to try and do something that kinda looked fun, and they'd even had what looked like her phantom thief suit available on hand so she'd went with it.

She just wasn't quite expecting to solve one puzzle and touched what she assumed was going to get them out, only to have the floor drop out from under her into some kinda small slide into another room. One she not-so-gracefully tumbled out of, though by the time she regained her bearings? It was enough to realize this room was definitely more sex inclined than the others, and that she was not alone by any means.

Kasumi's gaze trailed towards the one with her and realized just WHO it was that happened to be with her. When he made his suggestion on how they could get out of here, her eyes widened and immediately one could see her cheeks turning a nice shade of scarlet even underneath the mask itself. ]

O-Oh... uh... Is that really what... w-would do the trick, Joker-senpai?

[ Oh god she feels so mortified someone please let her crawl into a hole and die now, thanks. She can't even look at him now, instead even focusing her gaze on the dildo on the floor instead. ]


[ooc: Couldn't resist. Have fun~]

suzuka gozen / onmyoji.

[netherbow]

VR ROOMS.

[ Supposedly, the room she selects is one meant for single parties and private experiences. The neon sign above the door, however, is dimmed, unlit; there's no sign that she's remembered to flip the switch to inform others ( or, truthfully, that she knows how to properly utilize the technology ). It means that her virtualized memories are up for grabs.

One might think she'd be sick of the beach, considering she had been washed up upon it not too long ago. Beached, like some great sea creature or capsized sailor; it had felt all too familiar, the mingled emotion of her first awakening, devoid of memory, on a lukewarm beach far from any sign of familiarity -- that same beach she had claimed, later on. Unlike the Nameless Island, her island is a pretty place, a colorful place. Shapes of various type and size dart along the shoreline, figures that range from vaguely humanoid to utterly monstrous. Pointed tooth and claw, carapace and shell, coral and stone alike. There isn't a true human in sight.

Save for her. Well no, not even her. But, compared to the other ghostly memories, she is a striking and solid figure: a tall woman, barefoot with her white hair unbound, golden antlers curving from her scalp and elegant, scaled tail curling around her feet. In red and white, her black armor and the wild, unbound nature of her aura mark her as something akin to a storm, to the unfathomable strength of the sea itself. ]

They look so happy, [ she says, cognizant of her guest now, and not unhappy that they bear witness to happier times, ] but these were happier times.

SPEED DATING.

[ Her eyes are golden, although the sclera of one is as dark as the night sky. The card in her hands is held loosely, practically balanced more on her knee than held as a secret ( it lets her keep it in her peripheral vision, obedient towards the reminder to maintain eye contact, but unsure how to proceed ). It reads: Alternate sharing something you consider a positive characteristic of your partner. Share a total of five items. -- and she seems, uh, a little off the beaten path. ]

I like your, um. [ Shit. ] Eyes. They're as pretty as jewels, I would love to have them. The jewels! That look like your eyes, not your eyes. Unless you'd enjoy that.

[ OOC. Parties interested in threading an arrival thread, hmu! Otherwise, she's just rolling on into activities. Wildcards are open too; you can invite her for Lewd Laser Tag if you're into an extremely playful but mercilessly competitive round or two. Her escape room, naturally, is a pirate trove that has had the entrance collapsed -- however, she's a little too entranced by all the treasure and ignorant of the goal! ]

speed dating

[winscenario]

[ Jim's more or less abandoned his cards on the table. It's not like they're not useful, because they are, but he's a little more keen on spontaneity, and he's never had much of an issue striking up conversation, even if the time constraints of speed dating do provide something of a challenge.

Her praise makes him smile first, then his eyebrows raise when she goes off on a slight tangent there. That's awkward and not all that smooth, but Jim still finds it pretty endearing, and he chuckles. Look, a compliment is a compliment, he's not gonna turn it down. ]

Thank you. I like your eyes too. [ In a beat, he adds while leaning with his elbows on the table. ] They're like amber glowing in the sun.

Glenn Sparks | original character

[reorienting]

0 - Arrival

[The water is not where Glenn expected to wake up this morning. The familiar sound of crashing waves around his ears propels him to hurry to the surface, even as he's halfway towards manifesting a set of gills at his neck. He surfaces without a problem, coughing and making distressed clicking sounds as he trudges out of the water. Fortunately, his flight suit and mask are waterproof. Still, the sensation of sand rubbing against his gloves is unpleasant, and he lightly shakes his hand loosely at the wrist in an attempt to disperse some of the sand.

[Once he's cleaned up thanks to the robot, and takes a little extra time to be on his way once he finds out there's a hospital, his demeanor is far more relaxed now that he knows a rather important pair of details: His physical strength is greatly diminished, and he can't inflict his "illness" to others.

[Afterwards, he can be found busying himself in arranging his new space, well, he is no longer in possession of his ship. He picks an apartment far away from the beach, for his own peace of mind. Tidying up allows his mind to float idly, and so bits of dust cling to his suit and gloves as he works a rag this way and that. He's left the door wide open, so anyone can swing by.

[But he might hear them coming first.]

A - Gymnasium and Thereabouts

[What's a guy with too much anxiety to do? Why, try to run it out of his system, of course. The gym takes his interest immediately, for all its flaws, and he makes do, still stubbornly in his flight suit since he hasn't bothered to get anything else to wear. He takes to jogging around just outside, since his long-standing memories of being too physically strong override the reassurance that he won't break anything.

[Even so, the arrangement of toys and the Sybian get his mind romping into the gutter the next time he wanders in. He finds himself idly poking it with a gloved finger, doing his level best to ignore his lingering interest in the damned thing. His other hand is placed carefully in front of his hips to try to hide what his skin-tight suit is trying to show.]

B - Limp Noodle Speed Dating

[...He can't believe he's doing this. Gloved fingers fiddle with fur-like hair, and, among all the noise going around, he jumps a little when someone sits across from him. When the chime sounds, his voice catches in his throat, and he sits up straighter. Clearing his throat, he takes a second to speak up, as if his voice won't cooperate. He narrowly avoids eye contact, setting for the person's hair line or just below their eyes.

[Taking cues from the noise around him, he finally works his mouth around some words.]

U-Um! I am Glenn. Glenn Sparks. I am-- well. I am mostly here for the chance for the free food. But regardless, my age is-- complicated, but I am mentally and physically in my mid-twenties, so I hope that is not a problem for you.

C - Wildcard?
[ooc: Come at me with whatever you'd prefer if it's not here, or talk to me about modifying any of my above prompts if it's particularly divergent. Glenn's kink list is here, and I can be contacted via PM or thekt! The rundown of Glenn is that he's a slow-aging hybrid of human and shapeshifter alien/tentacle monster! And honestly does want to make ties with people but he's been a hermit for so long that it's... hard. D:]

B

[fistsofchange]

[The woman who had just joined him bowed slightly before sitting down.]

I'm Bai Lin, and I'm all about free food as well. I think it's a pretty safe rule of thumb, however, to just assume anything the robots give you for free will have hidden side effects.

[She gave her best apologetic grin.]

They're usually pretty fun side effects?

tetsu tachibana | yakuza 0

[irongrip]

0. arrival
[Trying to crawl out of a strange ocean is probably a lot for all of the other new arrivals, to be sure. But Tachibana's wearing a three-piece suit and wingtip shoes, which...Really weigh a man down when soaking wet. Add onto that the fact that he's lacking in stamina compared to what he once was, and by the time he hits the sand, he looks an absolute mess.

That might explain why he doesn't notice the fact that his prosthetic hand has been replaced with a flesh-and-bone one until he's got a towel around him and a bracelet slapped on his wrist. It definitely explains why he doesn't move from that spot, unable to tear his gaze away from his right hand as he turns it, flexes it, picks up handfuls of sand and throws them.]

...I must be dead. This is impossible. Excuse me! [Hope you weren't planning on going somewhere in a hurry!] Can you please come here for a moment? I need something verified. It's very important to me.


i. VR Room
[It's nothing too fancy, really. The Bishamon Bridge at sunset, overlooking the Sotenbori River herself, and Tachibana's quite content to lean on the railing and watch the water flow. If you've seen him outside of this simulation, then you might have trouble recognising him; instead of the 3-piece suit he's normally wearing, he's now in a white button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, wistfully smoking a cigarette as he stares into the building-dotted horizon.]

Have you ever been loathe to separate yourself from memories of a place where...You were at your prime? Even though you were a terrible person at the time?


iii. Limp Noodle Pun Here
[Now that he's not having to worry about caloric intake and other bullshit like that, Tachibana's finding himself more a slave to things like hunger and thirst than ever before. It's a given that he'd sign up for something that involved free snacks and a chance to network, especially when he's so accustomed to having power, wealth, and information networks at his fingertips.

Rebuilding from the ground up is nothing new to him. Neither is putting on a serene retail worker smile as he reaches over for a fistful of...snacks (honestly he doesn't care enough to look at what they are, as long as it's food).]

I'll start, then. I am Tetsu Tachibana, and my age is 25. I enjoy long, peaceful walks, and the feeling of making a good impression on someone. I hope you don't mind tattoos on your conversational partners?

I.

[jingweon]

Hm, I guess that depends on how you define terrible.

[ it’s entirely possible that he hadn’t meant to get into this particular simulation, intruding on another’s home, but he’s here now, that’s all that matters. ]

This is Sotenbori, isn’t it?

[ sure, some stuff looks a little older, especially the clothing of the npcs (he’d guess the 80s?), but it’s hard not to recognize this area. ]

caleb widogast | critical role

[blumenthal]

i. arrival

[ In front of a tent on the beach, Caleb finishes dressing. The gray geometric-printed tunic that has been delivered to him is from his Xhorhasian set of clothing, which had arrived along with several other more important items--his spellbook and component pouch, mainly--that he had agonized over for a full day. It's been an unspeakable relief to have them back in his own hands.

His long purple coat is draped over one of the tent poles, unworn for now, and his feet are still bare, toes digging into the sand. His hair hangs loose in long red waves around his shoulders, slightly stiff in places with salt from the water, never rinsed out since emerging on the beach yesterday.

Seemingly unconscious--or uncaring--of his slightly haggard appearance, however, he's eager to speak with those who pass by on their way to one of the beachfront food shacks situated nearby. With no idea who is new and who isn't, he may as well try asking anyone. ]

Excuse me! [ His words are tinged with a soft German accent, though he certainly wouldn't call it that. For him, the language is Zemnian. ] Do you know where I can find books here?

[ Coincidentally, he is currently strapping two books to his body--one beneath each arm--with what seems to be a specially-made leather harness. As if the weird thing about this is that he didn't clarify what kind, he follows it up with, ] Any genre, I am not picky.

[ Clearly this is a higher priority than finding somewhere to wash off the ocean brine. ]

ii. sexscape room

[ For someone who enjoys solving puzzles and thinking his way out of boxes, this is an amusing enough way to earn a little coin. But what is probably even more amusing (to his assigned partner in this endeavor, at least) is that Caleb has brought his cat into the escape room. An orange bengal, Frumpkin is currently draped around his human's neck like a scarf, striped tail lashing slowly from side to side.

Of course, the cat is actually a fey creature taking the form of a cat as Caleb's familiar, but to those who wouldn't be in the know about that sort of thing, he really does just seem like a weirdo who takes his cat everywhere. ]

Frumpkin.

[ In response to his name, the cat tilts his head up with a questioning meow. Fondly, Caleb scratches beneath his chin. ]

Check beneath the bed. Tell me if you find anything unusual.

[ Without a moment's hesitation, Frumpkin leaps from Caleb's shoulders and trots to the edge of the bed, then ducks to start crawling beneath it. Caleb promptly goes back to picking up, examining, and putting down the decorative items displayed on the desk, turning only when he hears a lock click as his partner successfully opens the drawer in the bedside table. Curious, he joins them to see what they've found. ]

What do you have there?

iii. speed dating

Guten Abend. My name is Caleb Widogast.

[ His hands clasp earnestly together on top of the table, long fingers smudged with ink around the nailbeds and faintly soot-stained at the tips. ]

I will be honest with you: I am not looking for a sexual partner at this time.

[ He leans in slightly, head tilting and hands rising to gesture expressively in short, sharp movements close to himself to emphasize his point. His eyes are an intense light blue in a pale, slightly freckled face framed by strands of unruly red hair, not quite long enough to reach the low ponytail the rest is tied in. Thankfully he has now washed since climbing out of the ocean. ]

But I am new here, and I am interested in meeting people and learning things.

wildcard.

( As he says, Caleb isn't looking to start banging at the moment, and as a player I'd like to build up CR before getting to that point, so smut is unlikely here. Down the line, he'll be open to partners of any gender as long as they're 20+. If you're going with the sexscape room prompt, let me know if you'd rather try for an easy or difficult room. Feel free to PM me with any questions or ideas for another prompt. )

i.

[halforc]

[ It's been a day since he heard of newbies arriving on the beach, washed up a month after the same happened to him. Fjord makes his way down there without much hope of finding any more of the Nein, swatting leaves off the plants and walking a little quicker when the plants start to shiver angrily in response, making his way to the top of the jungle dunes where he can see most of the sandy strip.

It's with a jolt of surprise that he recognises a redhead by a tent, purple coat flapping on a pole. ]

Holy shit, Caleb. [ Louder, he yells and waves, skidding down the sandy banks in a hurry as if the other man might vanish into smoke if he isn't fast enough. ] Caleb!

[ It's pretty hard to sprint across sand but that's not to say he doesn't try, grinning all the while. If Caleb is (or isn't) prepared, he'll be swept up in the stressed out, enthusiastic hug of his half-orc friend and quite possibly off his bare feet in the process. ]

Persephone | Lore Olympus

[ragingnature]

❀ ARRIVAL

[ This isn't the first time in so many days that Persephone has awoken, fully clothed, in water. Though this time she's wearing a lovely dress that Hecate bought her. Not to mention the thin blanket she had around herself to keep warm in the cold of the Underworld. That gets lost in her endeavor to fight her way to shore.

Between her soaked hair — that's possibly longer than she is tall — and the dress she feels like she weighs an extra hundred pounds or more.

Once on land, she sinks to her hands and knees, gasping to catching her breath. ]

What...what the heck?

[ She balks at the sight of the robots, having never seen anything like them. And while they clearly seem to be helpful she's not sure what good the towel is going to do for her, still, she takes it with a smile and a soft 'thank you'. ]

❀ A LITTLE EXPLORATION

[ It doesn't take Persephone long to realize that she's going to have to find somewhere to settle in. From what she can tell there's no way home. And to make matters worse she feels disconnected from the earth. She feels as if she's only half herself.

She does her best to push all of that to the back of her mind before she has a breakdown, focusing instead on finding a place to stay.

She'll occasionally stop at the door of an apartment, sometimes she'll knock, other times she'll push the door open. ] H-hello? Is anyone home?

❀ SEXSCAPE ROOM

[ She's not sure how important credits are, but it seems as if she might need them for something. Plus, solving some puzzles ounds like a fun way to earn some money. After a quick introduction to her partner she's quick to begin searching the room for clues.

She starts with a bookcase that filled an alcove from floor to ceiling. ]

I'm sorry, but are you able to check the higher points in the room. They're a bit out of reach for me and it seems I've lost my ability to fly.

[ She would climb, but that doesn't seem very safe. ]

❀ SPEED DATING

[ Persehone has never heard of speed dating before, in fact, she's never been on a normal date. But the whole idea seems delightful and it's not a bad deal if she gets free food out of it.

So she sits, cheerfully eating as she glances down at the list of provided questions. When someone joins her she smile brightly and introduce herself, ] Hi! I'm Persephone, you are?

❀ WILDCARD

[ If you have an idea for something, toss it at me or feel free to HMU at rubberspaceducky or shoot me a PM for plotting.

Will match style. ]

arrival.

[halforc]

[ Pacing his way down the beach in search of any of the Nein, he spots a soggy pink woman gagging as she stumbles to her knees, freshly surfaced. Fjord ought to have a greater self-preservation instinct by now but he heads over at a jog until he can slow down his approach without scaring her, taking in the drowned appearance and long trail of hair. ]

Hey! Hey, miss. Are you alright?

zero | drakengard 3

[intonings]

ɪ: ʟᴜʀɪᴅ ʟᴀsᴇʀ ᴛᴀɢ

[ Ever since Zero's arrived on the Nameless Island, she's been wandering around without any real purpose, trying not to talk to anyone if it wasn't absolutely necessary—she's never been a social butterfly anyway. The arcade doesn't seem like a place she'd enjoy yet Zero steps inside led by nothing more than curiosity. It doesn't take long for her to regret that decision—one of the robots is nagging her to join the fray. ]

Shut up and give me that suit and weapon for fuck's sake. [ She yanks the laser tag gun from the surprised robot. ] If you say another thing, I'll rip your head off.

[ With that said, she goes to change and comes back to the robot pointing at someone else who's been assigned to the same team. ]

Do I look like a team player to you?

[ She hisses; the robot won't let her off the hook probably, so a shrug must suffice as a response. At least it looks like Zero's willing to cooperate this time as she steps into the play area. As soon as the other person follows, she points the raygun at them. ]

You're going to slow me down, I can tell.

ɪɪ: sᴇxsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ

[ The difficulty of the puzzles won't change anything in Zero's case—she's going to be pissed off either way. Instead of listening to these robots, she should have found another (less fair) way to earn more credits. What's done is done, though. Instead of helping to find a way out, Zero snatches the riding crop off the bed and makes a clicking sound. ]

Some people would enjoy this greatly. Have you found something? [ Puzzle solving isn't her forte, unfortunately. ] Or do you need some pressure?

ɪɪɪ: ʟɪᴍᴘ ɴᴏᴏᴅʟᴇ

I'm here for the free food.

[ So much for romance. Zero knows what she wants and it's not bonding or some sweet nothings. ]

If you don't want to play along then don't even bother asking me those stupid questions and just wait it out.

I!

[netherbow]

[ The suit is restrictive, she thinks. It's beyond her usual, the loose pants and top she's tucked into a locker and secured with the key hanging around her wrist. Though unfamiliar with the weapon, she has been studying it and those around her -- akin to her bow, it's something that's pointed at another while pressure is applied to the trigger. Without her headgear, she's able to pull all of her hair into a ponytail, securing it with a scrap of cloth -- and wait for someone else to file in and join her team.

The woman that joins her is, refreshingly brisk. Her mouthiness isn't something that could bother her, she's heard similar from Sasori's mouth - rude, vicious, a mouthful of glass and blades. Her little scorpion attendant was such a dear to her, though. ( And Suzuka Gozen expects nothing like that from this woman. ) ]

How funny.

[ Though the gun is pointed at her, she steps into it. The coil of her tail, flashing black-and-white scale, lashes like that of a cat awaiting the sight of a turned back -- eager to pounce. ]

Are you just talk, or are you actually going to play?

[ With the door shutting behind them to mark the game's start, she moves forward and automatically takes point. ]

adora | she-ra and the princesses of power

[hairpouf]

001. we're bound to the struggle (lurid laser tag)

[ Maybe it shouldn't be so surprising that Adora finds herself in a game of laser tag, particularly given its similarity to the combat training in the Fright Zone. It's also no surprise how into it she seems to be, fully embracing the suit and laser gun with a wicked grin and a series of delighted cackles. ]

Not getting scared, are you? [ She presses her back to some of the scenery, unsure of where exactly her opponent is, but casting the taunt in the direction she'd last heard movement. ] Hope you're not thinking of giving up!

[ ...There! Adora rolls out of cover and plants herself in a perfected stance before firing at her partner in this game with all the accuracy of a soldier. Her demeanor leaves a little to be desired, professionally, as she releases a triumphant "ha!" before ducking back behind some of the fabricated cityspace. ]

Maybe you should try being a little stealthi-- [ There's an undignified yelp, then, as one of the weird plants takes her by surprise, starting to curl a tendril around her ankle. As she deals with this new threat, well...she's more exposed than she'd been, should her 'enemy' make a move... ]



002. joining forces as one (sexscape room)

...They're, uh - really into cats, or something, huh?

[ Nope: it's just part of the theme of the room. The ancient Eyptians and Adora have that in common.

For now, she stands with a hand on her chin, staring hard at one of the walls. On it are a series of pictures (symbols?) that she doesn't recognize, and pushing on them doesn't seem to produce any significant results.

After a moment, Adora shrugs as if to say "I tried" and move to the door, which doesn't budge. She presses her back to it, heaving and straining, to no effect. ]

Okay... That's not gonna work. [ Worth trying, though! Probably! She heaves a sigh, casting a weary glance toward the other person stuck in this room with her. ] Let me know if you find anything that might help us get outta here.

[ In the meantime, she's going to continue scrutinizing...well, everything. Peeking inside one of the decorated urns within the room earns a little "aha!" as she withdraws a piece of paper. ]

Seems like this might have some clues, but... [ It doesn't make a lot of sense. Brows furrowed, Adora offers the paper to her companion and lifts her brows expectently. ] Think you can make any sense of this stuff?



003. we're gonna reach inside (speed dating)

Er - [ Seated across the table is Adora, looking decidedly out of place, and seemingly trying to maintain eye contact, but mostly allowing her gaze to drift around the room almost nervously. ] ...This is weird.

[ Definitely not her scene. She clears her throat loudly, rubbing the back of her head as she faces her partner again, attempting to appear a lot more at ease than her body language would suggest. ]

I'm not so sure I'm looking for - [ she sneaks another glance at the card ] sexual intrigue, but, uh - I'd be happy to talk? Where're you from?

[ She's not really looking for anything romance-adjacent, but...can't hurt to chat a bit, right? ]

D'you know if the food here's any good? I'm starving...

sPEED DATING

[girlcrush]

[ Whoever it was that thought they had a quick date with Adora is gone now, Catra successfully uprooting them from their chair in one swift movement to steal their place while the blonde is still too focused on one of her note cards.

It was ridiculously difficult to not lose her damn mind after weeks of being without her, practically vibrating in the chair as she waits for the girl to look back up at her-- no, she's not gonna wait. ]

Hey, Adora.

[ The words are accompanied by a low purr, reaching forward to flip through the cards so she can follow up with a question she already knows the answer to. ]

"Tell your partner something that you like about them", huh? You wanna go first?

yoshitaka mine 💴 ryu ga gotoku

[spendings]

i. arrival
[ As if he's been washed out of one strange, twisted dream and into the next. He must sleep like a babe—Kanda had too many times remarked in the same breath as alleging his bed was stuffed with cash—never so tightly, that an illusion like this should trap him. Of course Mine finds his way to shore in his full suit soaked heavy with saltwater. He coughs and spits some of it suddenly before those thoughts of disbelief and disorientation can make it out instead.

Surely, his stern look and dignity are hard to keep, struggling on all fours, with his hair in his eyes, but should someone else's looming shadow on the sand urge him to Mine'll peer up just like that. He hasn't fallen too far. ]

ii. entertainment
[ In the travel bag that shows up some time after him is just some of what Mine would ask for. "What would you take if you were stranded on an island?" A ridiculous game, but he finds a dry suit, some money. Mine doubts, whether anything can be bought with it once he makes it to the city. Either way he isn't looking to spend it. What a desolate place. His gaze wanders up again and again, more familiar and taken with the highrisers of uptown Toyko.

And yet, next to wondering how he could stay asleep in a dream like this, he begins to consider that it's not one. There's the arcade, of course, but does he look like someone who will go in, even after staring looking at it overlong? ]

iii. sexcapades
[ After thinking over his monetary options and concluding on the value of 'credits' over Yen, there's momentarily not much else to deliberate. This place, of course, seemed very different in the advert. The darkness is more suggestive than intimidating. The first piece of the puzzle not to be found. ]

What a surprise.

[ How much of that remark does his flat tone of voice really convey, though. At least Mine looks around with a little more light to do so. He wasn't even told that he'd be partnered for this task; maybe that's what he really means. ]

sexcapades

[libidos]

[ This is some degree of ironic, Haru thinks, that they would turn something like a room you can't escape from into a game. This is a regular part of his life. There's nothing fun about it. Ah, but that ruins the experience for everyone else involved, and at least this room has way more interesting things inside of it than where he's usually set aside in when he's finished up with his jobs.

Plus he has company. That's way better than usual! ]

Eh? What's a surprise? Oh, did you solve the puzzle already? That was fast!

Re-L Mayer | Ergo Proxy

[realimperfect]

I. ENTERTAINMENT DISTRICT

IA. LASER TAG -
[ When in Rome, right? Re-L isn’t really the most versed when it comes to games of laser tag, or really games at all – but once she realizes it’s about shooting and accuracy? Game on.

She is quiet and confident as she’s suiting up, maybe to her partner’s chagrin, strapping in to the suit and even a little impressed when they aren’t even a little bit too short for her tall frame. The tight fit isn’t all that different than her usual under suit for her work uniform, so there isn’t even a second thought as to why such a tight suit is necessary for a game of laser tag in the least. A young woman who’s never heard of laser tag is, perhaps, at a slight disadvantage in knowledge, at least.

What she does not lack in, though, is skill with a gun, even if this one doesn’t fire bullets. Her opponent in the field may .. well. Get quite the experience depending on their level of inability with a weapon, or if they have a particularly good eye and fast reaction, may get to see Re-L startle slightly, blue eyes wide for a moment and thrown off balance by her suits reaction and just where she’s been hit. ]

IB. VR ROOMS -

[ Ophelia. Re-L recognizes it near instantly as she stares down a familiar road toward the lake at the center of this particular Dome. The sky may look real, but don’t be fooled. It’s a screen playing clouds and blue skies, discernable only by the slight seams in the ‘sky’ above. Not that one would really be looking up where there is an entire, stocked full town around them with not a single soul in it other than the darkly dress young woman and themselves. It’s deathly quiet, too, despite cheery signs advertising restaurants and the fact that the windows are still full of display foods.

Re-L’s hand is on her rifle near immediately, turning to check the immediate area, clearly on guard. ]

If you see someone you know, don’t trust it. [ The landscape around leads down from where Re-L is currently standing, a steep hill that almost makes the other side look as though it’s curving upward in to the air depending where on the other side one is. ]

The fakes don’t have reflections, either.

II. SEXSCAPE ROOM

[ Earning credits had been Re-L’s primary objective in agreeing to this little arrangement. It isn’t like she has very little time commitments here in this new place, but she prefers not to waste time for the sake of it if at all possible. Wasting time while making some money? A perfect excuse to possibly burn through two hours.

Happily for the poor soul partnered with one Re-L Mayer, they have a tall partner who can reach high obstacles and who isn’t afraid to try things that may not seem the most obvious. As naturally curious as Re-L is, there isn’t much that she seems fussed by in the pursuit of a solution to a riddle, and is quite adept at picking apart word games.

What she isn’t so versed it? Things like crops and other toys of that nature. So much so that she’ll pick one up, turning it over in hand with a curious expression. ]

What is this, exactly?

III. THE LIMP NOODLE

[ Re-L has fumbled her way in to this whole speed dating thing, if she’s honest. Drawn by the promise of getting to try new foods after so long on a rather repetitious diet, she’s soon, somehow, on this speed dating circuit. It’s not exactly what she’s imagined, but also now not the worst thing she’s done in pursuit of food.

And, well… 10 minutes isn’t all that long to spend with another human being, is it? She’d only recently been complaining to herself about how she’d wanted to see more people, and now the chance has fallen in her lap, despite the connotations provided right along with them.

So, the poor soul sat across from a rather austere looking nineteen year old cloaked in pale foundation and bright blue eye shadow will receive a little nod hello, waiting to be left alone before she speaks, voice a little low and reserved, proper in her introductions out of route habit, though she still has that habit of leaving out her last name since it proceeds her in her home world. ]

My name is Re-L, nice to meet you.

III Limp noodles

[mudbuddy]

[Enkidu has no idea about the concept of speeddating. They're just sitting there, eager to talk to other people, eager to ask them questions about their humanity and everything they don't know yet.

They shift in their chair when a young woman comes to sit across of them and introduces herself to them.]

Hello.

[The look on their face is neutral but open.]

My name is Enkidu. You will be my speed date, right?

majima goro | yakuza

[maddogs]

i. gundam pods

Hey! Suit up!

[ Majima is already in a tight skin-fitting suit, which may or may not be attractive, depending on how scraggly you like your men. But he somehow is wearing his hideous snakeskin jacket over it, because it is his signature look (tm) and he's not about to let it go. Ironically, though, he's actually covering his chest for once when this was supposed to be less clothes - oh well.

Because, look, there's a point. And the point here is: motherfucking gundams ]

What the hell is even the point if there's nobody ta fight? Get yer ass ready for the Majima Goro Gundam2000 Experience! An' hurry the fuck up.

[ He's not taking no for an answer, tossing another suit at the nearest volunteer, or perhaps in this case, voluntold. ]

ii. sexscape room

Eh??

[ Majima is staring around at their new digs -- not at all what he expected out of this "escape room" experience he was promised. Sure, this is all the rage with the kids these days. His boys suggested they should do one for "a bonding experience" -- bonding experience his ass! More like bondage experience, am I right?

Or maybe not, maybe it's a western themed jail escape -- whatever floats your boat. Regardless, he's down on his hands and knees looking under furniture where things are definitely not hidden because, look, WHAT IF. What if there's a skeleton key under the bed? What if underneath that bucket is the most important clue? ]

Shit, what are you waitin' for? Don't just stand there! The clock is tickin'! An' I ain't lookin' ta get stuck here for the rest of my life.

[ That's not how it works...]

iii. limp noodle

Oh, shit, that's the stuff!

[ Slurping loudly? Check! Gotta be polite. But yelling across the room at anyone who will listen, that's a little less polite. ]

Ahhhh, Robo-han, this is some good grub! Where'd ya get off, learnin' how to cook this good? If that's how it's gonna be, damn, future, I am seein' what yer givin', and I'm ready ta receive!

[ Hurriedly drinking down the broth he pushes it aside and claps his hands ]

Another, another! Let's do this!

[ Was there supposed to be some kind of speed dating mechanic? Because he seems only to be speed dating these bowls. ]

let's gundam

[sharpestsword]

[ When Julieta had been contemplating what she would redeem for her squares, she considered something nearly exactly like this. Her wish had been granted and she didn't have to do a thing. She is all over trying this out and pleased to see there's already someone ready to challenge. Without the slightest hesitation, she goes about getting into the proper gear. ]

That's not one I've heard of before.

Gu Yun | Sha Po Lang

[ziliujin]

0. we are both salt water mixed with air (ARRIVAL)

[ Gu Yun - with all his traveling experiences to all corners and outskirts of the Great Liang empire, had never spent enough time out in the oceans and (as much as he hates to admit it even to himself) even less experience in being drenched in seawater. The salt prickles at his skin and stings his eyes, and Gu Yun opens his mouth to swear before promptly swallowing a mouthful of seawater. When he washes up on the shore dripping wet and sand caught in his loose bedraggled hair, he is greeted by what he thinks is an iron puppet, holding out towel to dry himself off with. Gu Yun frowns - he does not recognize the lay of the land, and these puppets, they don't look like the ones he is used to seeing being used in Great Liang. He hadn't realised the barbarian lands beyond the sea would even have technology like this, let alone the ziliujin to power them.

He could see blurry outlines of the robots as they reach out to him, and before he could react Gu Yun feels something like a bracelet, like a restraint, being clicked into place around his wrist. Alas, his body is too sluggish and frozen after trying to not drown in the sea!

If you are nearby for whatever reason, you would see a weapon like a spear in Gu Yun's hand. It is like a spear, like an iron rod, but with a twist of his hand as Gu Yun brings it up, you would see that there are blades that extend and retract with some force.

Hello, come and witness some robot murder happening! ]

i. be ready bravely without remorse (ENTERTAINMENT/SEXSCAPE)

Listen, I didn't realise you were all meant to be helping me, but could you just leave me alone now?

[ Have Gu Yun in the aftermath of all that goings-on at the beach, and he creases his eyes in a beseeching smile with an effort; not that it works on the robots. It's difficult, because every sound is beginning to be softer and softer to him, and he can barely make out people or persons' faces without having to put on his monocle, which glints gold on his pale face.

But he has not spent a lifetime being deaf and blind without picking up a few skills. When the robots are distracted, Gu Yun slips out from the midst of them and quickly finds shelter by pulling open a door and jumping inside.... and then he stops.

SCENARIO A: Somehow, Gu Yun has rudely walked into someone (or some people's) escape room, and the door is shut forever with no other way out but forward.

SCENARIO B: VR adventure! He has never seen technology like this before, so Gu Yun will stalk over and snatch the headset from your hand, examining it closely with his nose almost pressed against it, squinting through his glass.

SCENARIO C: Laser Tag? Movies? Clothes store? Library? You name it, we will do it! ]

ii. to refuse to believe what is true (SPEED DATING)

[ The noodles aren't really anything to say about, but this seems more interesting - maybe he might be able to finally settle down with somebody instead of growing old and alone! Better to marry someone while he still has his beautiful good looks, right?

Gu Yun peers down, down, down at the paper held in his hand, before finally letting out a sigh and handing it over to the other person. On it, it says: Share a personal problem and ask your partner’s advice on how he or she might handle it. ]

I'm too lazy to read it; what does it say?

iii. WILDCARD

[ wildcard! hit me up any way you'd like, i'm super easy! Gu Yun is at the moment arriving at Erku being partially blind and deaf as his medicine wears off; he's had a lot of Life Experiences to make up for the fact but this place is definitely unfamilar territory! If you have any ideas, hit me up! ]

ii

[rexit]

[ On the one hand, Zhongli thinks this whole thing has an understated humor to it, because he's already learned a personal problem Gu Yun has (lazy), and a way of solving it (get other people to do things for him). On the other hand — maybe not the best observation to say out loud to leave a good first impression? He'll instead opt for the polite choice of following directions. ]

"Share a personal problem and ask me how you might handle it." A surprisingly deep topic to open up to a near-stranger about, I'd think — but does anything come to mind?

Zhongli | Genshin Impact

[rexit]

I. EXPLORATION

[ The first thing that Zhongli does after getting situated is set out for a nice, pleasant walk. It takes about five minutes before the "nice, pleasant" part of that plan goes sideways and a tentacle plant manages to grab him by the forearm by surprise. ]

Hmm?

[ He gives it a gentle little tug. Finding that his polite attempt to disentangle does nothing, though, he backs off from trying to do anything by force. What if the plant is venomous? That's... not actually a huge problem for him, but given the state of things, Zhongli wonders if he should be trying to be considerate of the natural ecosystem.

He looks stupidly calm as that tentacle plant begins wrapping itself around his arm in earnest. Maybe you, dearest passerby, can help him help himself... ]

Excuse me. Are you familiar with this kind of plant?

II. SEXCAPADE ROOMS

[ But does the riding crop say it all, though? Or the pair of handcuffs, or the cock ring? ... Actually, it does, but one could be forgiven for initially thinking that Zhongli has no idea what he's looking at, based on how his lack of a reaction to the unsubtle sex gear strewn about. ]

If I've understood the situation correctly, I think this — [ he gestures to the nearest sex toy, an anal plug with a lovely golden tint ] — can be taken more as a... suggestion, or provocation, rather than a requirement. We were merely asked to contribute our time, and I was told that there is "no manual labor required". So if you prefer to sit here for two hours... that would not be an unreasonable course of action.

[ Zhongli reads the fine print, always. But. ]

That said, succeeding at a task generally increases the rewards from it. So perhaps it's a suggestion worth responding to...? What do you think?

III. SPEED DATING

[ Sure, why not, take a gander into his very normal human eyes, which definitely belong to a normal human. Zhongli isn't shy about protracted eye contact in the least. ]

I look forward to getting to know you. You may call me Zhongli. I'm not sure about the questions provided... [ Mostly because he has no answers to the vast majority of them. ] But there is one thing I'd like to ask. What do you make of this Nameless Island?

IV. NETWORK (TEXT)

I have been looking at this "Auspicious Acts And Acquisitions App" and have several questions about what some of this content is meant to imply, but first of all: what precisely is meant by the phrase "bringing the most fortune"?

[ H-hello? Some terms and conditions, please?? ]

[socialjusticeknight]

[Ashe has seen a lot of strange things in battle, but a tentacle wrapping itself around someone who seems... entirely too calm about it is a new one even for him.

Ashe catches himself standing a bit too gobsmacked when the man speaks and pulls himself together. He needs to help this person!]

No, I've never seen it before... but, we should get it off you. It seems dangerous.

[Unfortunately, Ashe fights with a bow, so he doesn't have any ready cutting implements on him. So he's just going to... grab and yank at it. Yeah. It's just a plant, right?

A... surprisingly strong plant, but...]

Ruby Rose | RWBY

[clickclickbloom]

Laser Tag

Ruby Rose was fresh on the island but she was never one to back down from a challenge. The moment she heard there was laser tag she was all in. She bobs and weaves through the battle ground like a season pro until she finds a nice safe place to camp out and wait for her opponent to show up. Then shout she starts firing off the gun.]

Bang! Bang bang bang!

[Because of course the guns sound effects were not enough.]

Speed Dating

[Honestly Ruby was a little confused about what was going on here. She sat at the table awkwardly and twiddled her thumbs. She had been told there would be free food here.

She was more than a little disappointed that it hadn't been delivered yet. She was staaaaarving. This was torture.

She'll just lean over when someone finally sits down across from her.]

...Sooooo... Do you like stuff?

Lasers Pew Pew!

[waswrongtoo]

[She hears a high pitched voice creating her own sound effects nearby, and Summer has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. It doesn't seem like she's the target, so while the mystery combatant picks off her foes, she'll just sneak around, come up behind the sniper while their teams clash, and pop out-]

Got you! [And as she brings her laser rifle to bear, Summer finally sees her opponent.

And her jaw drops open, silver eyes bulging.]

R-Ruby?

JESSE PINKMAN - BREAKING BAD (cw drugz)

[elcamino]

Entertainment District
(Jesse has been through the freakin' ringer. After coming up on shore soaking wet, all his oversized clothes clinging to his body, he quickly secured a place in the barracks and changed his clothes (something simple, something that fits). His head is still shaved from when he met up with Skinny Pete and Badger, but there's a little bit of fuzz up there, along with on his face. He stares into a mirror for awhile before trying to forget everything. Everything.

He goes wandering, maybe he'll find someone selling something mind-altering. Instead, he finds the arcade. Jesse proceeds to KILL IT at skeeball. He stands in front of the prize booth, with armfuls of tickets, thousands of them!

After squinting at the wall of prizes for a bit, he speaks to the nearest person.) Yo, what's up with these prizes? There ain't anything worth it up there. Did this used to be a sex shop or somethin'?

Sexscape Room (a little assumed cr ok here)
(Jesse was ejected from the Escape Room after two hours. He looks to his partner.) I ain't good at puzzles. Chemistry, sure-- You wanna try again?

Speed Dating at the Limp Noodle
(Jesse was feeling a little hungry after that escape room fiasco. He sees the noodle place and rejoices. It's not long before he gets depressed, everything here is sketchy as fuck.

He does try speed dating, though. Just for the novelty. Someone sits across from him, and he looks at the card.)

If you could wake up tomorrow having gained any one quality or ability, what would it be? Oh, that's easy...

[pencildick]

[ Holli giggles across the table, leaning forward just slightly. Her dress is dangerously low cut as it is; pitched forward like this, the clear look into her cleavage is entirely intentional. She plays like she doesn't notice, tone sly. ]

I've already got it all, baby. [ She sits back, dips her hand into her cleavage nonchalantly. Pulls away with a cartoon cigarette, slips it between her lips. It's one of her last smokes. ] My turn. Got a light?

[ Wait, that question isn't on the list. ]

Zack Fair || Final Fantasy: Crisis Core

[puppy1stclass]

Arrival:

[He remembers seeing Cloud walk away, then the feeling of warmth, there were feathers and he could have sworn he saw Angeal. Except suddenly there is water and he sputters up out of it as gracefully as a baby deer just learning to walk because what?!

Standing there, dripping wet and looking shocked Zack checks his body over a couple of times. Then he gets the rundown and his brain simply breaks a little more. This was not where he is supposed to be. One worry lingers, if he is here, did what he did at home even matter? Is everyone safe?

Sure, not being dead is a bonus and all but he sort of died with a purpose in mind, and now that all seems to have been for nothing. He takes his bracelet device and towel, rubbing at dark locks with it to stop the constant water drip down into the mako blue eyes.

Zack will stake claim to one of the rundown apartments, he's slept in worse and almost defaults to the barracks but an apartment catches his eyes so he takes it. Next is seeing his way around, which means he's likely to get too close to that edge where he will lose his memories, maybe someone can stop him before that happens?]

Lurid Laser Tag:

[He does not get the settings of the suit but that's okay, nevermind he's most likely on the deep massage setting, just means he has to not get shot which is the point anyway. He'd prefer a sword as his weapon but this game still looks like fun and with all the brain break some fun may not be a bad thing.

Been a while since he had a "day off" anyway, so suited up and checking over his weapon is a grinning, excited all-too puppy-like Zack Fair. He'll take any opponent, ready to show off his skills, don't be surprised if there is a small cheer once the game is set to begin.]

Wildcard: I am good with anything, even the other prompts so feel free to just throw a starter and I'll roll with it.

arrival! ♥

[aflowers]

[ She was on her way to do something, she'll tell him later. She'd left her modest little house that day with the intent of doing something, though in the wake of what comes next, exactly what goes forever forgotten. There's a sunflower in her hand, bright and golden against the dreary gray of the sky, brighter still against the curling wisps of fog where it falls on the ground, a soft utterance of shock on her breath. Whatever pensive, thoughtful expression she was wearing is gone in favor of something else, something indescribable in its mix of emotions, although chief among them is panic, brightening her green eyes with worry as she races forward to grab his wrist in both hands. ]

Don't.

[ So many other words are on the tip of her tongue. It's dangerous, she wants to say. You'll lose yourself, she wants to say. I'll lose you again, she wants to say. But instead she just holds on tight, squaring her shoulders and looking up at him, trying a smile on for size - when it comes, though, it's weak, and tears prick at the corners of her eyes. And he'll notice if he's looking that she's different, older, a pink dress where he's used to seeing the white, her hair worn long, down over her shoulders and back.

So many other words, but in the end all she can manage is the one, small statement: ]

I've been waiting for you, you know.

Ming Yi | Heaven Official's Blessing

[tangyuan]

[ A - Limp Noodle speed dating ]

[ If there is free food - especially in a place like this - even the reticent Ming Yi is there. If anyone has been here on a Wednesday, they may already know that Ming Yi is here to eat this place out of house and home. There are unlimited snacks, which is already a boon, and a free meal as long as he and one other person decide they "hit it off."

That said, Ming Yi is truly here for one purpose, and he has the empty snack plates to prove it. Luckily for whoever gets shuffled to sit across from him, though, the robots helpfully (repeatedly, unflinchingly) remind him to maintain eye contact and talk with your partner to build rapport.

It's annoying, honestly, but a free meal is a free meal. He continues to hold his chosen snack in hand as he sits back in his seat and reads out the question on the card. In a deep voice that is as uninterested as he looks, he asks one of three questions: ]

7. Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?

16. What do you value most in a friendship?

32. What, if anything, is too serious to be joked about?

[ And then, he'll take a bite of the little snack cake in his hand. While maintaining eye contact, of course. Cold, cold, eye contact with those bright yellow eyes. ]


[ B - Wildcard ]

[ Ming Yi is around! Wandering new places, getting the lay of the land, coming out of the ocean like a wet lump of black hair and fabric, peeking into the world of VR, being disturbed by the mere existence of a topless Wind Master statue... ]


[ ooc: Ming Yi is from chapter 100. Big spoiler things haven't happened yet at his canon point, but if you'd like to avoid spoilers for Heaven Official's Blessing, please let me know! ]

A

[air_head]

[For all intents and purposes, Shi Qingxuan's butt has been firmly planted in his seat ever since he spied the dark and morose figure of the one person he's missed most in the world for the past few months, his own brother notwithstanding. Numerous robots have been shooed away upon prompting him gently, if mechanically, to "switch spots". While the Wind Master understands the mechanics of speed dating in theory, the whole exercise has become entirely irrelevant now that he's united with his best friend. Everyone else can wait.

The empty plates between them are only a testament of the time gone by since he started blathering at the other man.]

Who cares about these questions? How about asking me how I've been?

[He preemptively shoved an approaching robotic waiter with a practiced hand.]

And then! And then the creature chased me all the way through the forest! Like it was hell bent on making me its bride! It was the worst thing, Ming-xiong! I thought I was going to die, my virtue destroyed too soon! And you weren't even there to help me!

[In a rare feat of self discipline--or perhaps merely self absorption in the moment--Shi Qingxuan's own drink remains untouched. The excitement bubbling in his throat at the sight of a dear familiar face has distracted him completely.]

Hua Cheng | Heaven Official's Blessing

[noticemegege]

alive again

[ Washed ashore with his face down in the sand, his long hair undone and swirling about him like seaweed (along with quite a bit of actual seaweed), Hua Cheng staggers to his hands and knees, and takes a shuddering breath. He hasn’t needed to breathe in eight hundred years, so this comes as a bit of a shock. He sits up, clutching his chest with one hand and squinting at his surroundings.

What is this place?

When the strange metallic creatures come for him, he flicks them away with one hand, sending the whole host of them crashing down. ]

….hm?

[ Or not, actually. One robot stares at him quizzically, as he withdraws his fingers from its chest. He’s lucky they aren’t broken. Hua Cheng’s expression doesn’t change, but inside he’s amazed. How can these things be so strong? Or rather, is it that he’s become weak?

He’s left with a bracelet in one hand and a towel in the other, watching the creatures retreat with apparent equanimity. Perhaps the only “tell” that he’s internally disturbed is the fact that he’s made no move to dry himself off, nor pick off the seaweed strewn across his shoulders. ]

entertainment

[ He’d worked for eight hundred years to become someone who might be able to help his beloved one day, should they ever meet. He’d placed spies everywhere, throughout heaven and earth, to have a chance at meeting dianxia once more. Here, in this place, he lost hope at first. But after a while, he steeled himself. No matter what setbacks he encounters, he has to keep working hard.

Which is why a smiling teenager carrying a laser gun claps you on the shoulder and lazily asks: ]

Want to go for a round?

[ He doesn’t have his saber, but these weapons look interesting. He’d better become proficient at them, the same way he has to become proficient at everything. ]

limp noodle

[ Although some ghosts are cursed with a ravenous hunger no amount of food can sate, Hua Cheng never experienced that fate. So that particular sensation went unrecognized for a while, until this former demon king linked the empty, gnawing sensation inside his body with a mounting sensation of weakness.

Thus, with the promise of free food, he readily sits down at the speed dating table. Likewise, he’s only too happy to gaze unnervingly into his partner’s eyes and ask: ]

Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?

i heard u like wildcards

[ come at me! or pm for a starter request! ]

entertainment

[tangyuan]

[ Ming Yi, for his part, at least doesn't visibly flinch at the sound of Hua Cheng's (now rather youthful) voice, but he can't deny it's something of a shock to see him here.

Thankfully, they're alone.

But Ming Yi still takes a step back from that hand on his shoulder and looks at Hua Cheng questioningly. ]

So even you made your way here?

[ As a teenager at that. (Amazing.) At least Ming Yi's form is a grown man. Helpfully, Ming Yi doesn't shift his laser gun to make it seem like a threat, but he does glance over to the entrance of the arena as a hint that they may as well go there. ]

oerba yun fang | final fantasy xiii

[transgressed]

[ARRIVAL.]

[Fang's a strong swimmer, always has been — she would claim to her friends from Cocoon that all children in Oerba were tossed full-bodied in the ocean before they'd even gotten the hang of walking, and adults would wait to see if they'd sink or swim.

This is an exaggeration, though not by much, but even she can't find her bearings in this sea, tumultuous and unfriendly, and washes up on the shore after struggling against it to no avail. Sand digs into her cheek, and she takes a moment to reorient herself before rising.

Here, she takes measure of her surroundings, making a displeased noise at the water and wet sand making a mess of both her sari and her jewelry, and before she can suss out where the hell she is, some bag of bolts comes tottering over to her. If it's friendly, if it isn't, she doesn't care. She sweeps the legs of it, dropping it before it even has the chance to explain anything.]

Yeah, alright. Not so fast, rustbucket. You and me, we're not on polite speaking terms yet.

[For those from Earth, or any equivalent, her accent is a drawling Australian, and she sounds more perturbed than truly angry, but she's threatening the machine-thing all the same.

She's statuesque, and imposing even with this veneer of casual calm, so it's up to you if you want to step in. Or at the least try for reasoning with her (spoilers: she's insane).]

[LURID LASER TAG.]

[So she's gotten the gist of it. Fuck island, or whatever — someone's maniacal fever wet-dream. Useless bots with no information abound. Bunch of confused people, none of them local. Some of them not people at all. You fill the squares by performing all manners of depravity, bingo, et cetera and so on. No fal'Cie. Not yet. Not one she can see, anyway. The brand is a static white tattoo on her shoulder. Hadn't changed a lick.

No Vanille. No Hope (thank whatever gods saw fit to avoid that one), no Lightning, Sazh, or Snow. Just her, all by her lonesome. Well, she could handle it fine. Better than most. Better than the others. By comparison, fuck island's a walk in the park.

She figures if she knocks out this card thing, she'll be able to go back to the important business of, you know. Keeping the world from being doomed, and all, and so she's taken on the task of this absolutely asinine game. Laser tag, it's called, a particularly slutty variant of it, from what she's gathered by making small talk, which seemed par the course for everything here.

The suit fit pretty well, though.

But anyway, in the meantime, she's stalking her target through this freaky little obstacle course. She's a crack shot, despite her relative inexperience with guns, and as she gets the flow of the game, she starts to feel more confident. For Fang, confidence was almost always really obnoxious arrogance.]

Hey! [She calls out, to her opponent, twirling the gun around her index finger.] Are you playing, or are you sleeping? 'Cause it sure seems like the latter, from what I see. You gonna come out or not? Haven't got all day, sugar!

[Please shoot her.]

[ESCAPE ROOM.]

[Fang's more of a "hit things until they die" sort of person as opposed to a puzzle-solver, but this puzzle she gets, fuzzy restraints and riding crops and all.

So everything here was just going to be like this, huh. Really took all the intrigue out of it.]

First off, I'm not letting you tie me up, so that's out.

[She taps the riding crop against her hip in an idle motion, more out of a need to do something with her hands than as a threat, but it is a little threatening.]

Well? There's other options, from what I see. How do you want to go about this? Haven't got any urge to molder about in this room for longer than I have to.

[The pinnacle of romance.]

[SPEED DATING.]

[She's already eating when you sit down, though it's a lot more daintily than her rough-and-tumble appearance would give one to believe. Either way, it's rude, and her acknowledgement at first is little more than a flick of her bright-eyed gaze in the direction of her unfortunate partner before she returns to her meal.

A few seconds pass. Finally, she pauses, looks up properly, leans back some in her seat.]

Alright, then. What's your story? We've got ten minutes, so you ought to make it count.

[Hoo boy. Well. Maybe the meal will mellow her out. Hopefully.]

[WILDCARD.]

[Anything else you want to do? Then the wildcard's for you, buddy! Open to both gen and smut. Fang's bi with a lean toward women. Kinks in journal. Any questions, comments, etc. can be PMed to this journal or you can hmu @ GAIAPRIME.]

escape room

[dreamofrain]

[ Honestly, she wasn't sure what she was expecting. "Put those analytical programs of yours to the test" she was told. "Data from a foreign android is just as valuable from organic lifeforms!"

And yet, of course, that data was going to pertain to sex. Why didn't she think that was the case? She'd been there long enough to be aware of the native machines' obsession with it. And she still had uncertainties on the relevancy of it all, or how "eros" energy was even meant to work, but no real means of testing any of it for herself.

So of course she volunteered because being agreeable was just in her programming, even if it was for the native machines.

But she didn't expect the person she was paired with, or the situation, to be so intimidating.

Face red, obvious even beneath her veil, 6O raised her hands, waving them. ]

I-I definitely wasn't going to tie you up! I couldn't do that kind of thing to a human unless ordered to, anyways!

[ She couldn't help but look at the crop every time it was swat... ]

Tsurara | Original

[freezetag]

0. Arrival
[The water feels great if not for the weird headache and the fact his clothes are soaked and he has to drag himself out of the sea onto the shore.

So you know, if not for everything else that sucks about this. Tsurara grunts, flapping wet hair out of his face with a smack because of how heavy it is. He fell into a fountain, it shouldn't have been enough for him to end up coming out of the ocean. Looking around he sees unfamiliar buildings not far away.]

Is...this Earth? Did I end up on Earth?

[He would have quickly find out this is not the case when the robots came to aggressively towel him off and explain the bracelet they slapped onto his wrist, but Tsurara's first response at the sight of them was to turn one into a frozen statue and climb a building to get away from the other. Was that your hut or makeshift home? Sorry, not sorry, it may be feeling a bit cold.]

Touch me again and I'll do more than turn you into a frozen lawn ornament!

[Someone please get him down.]


I. Tagged
[After he had calmed down and assessed the situation, Tsurara still was Not Pleased at what had happened and how he had come to be here, but being told he had to have sex to save a world was the least of his concerns. It wasn't as if sex wasn't already expected of him, but being told you had to have sex with strangers because some powerful being commanded it...actually wasn't all that different from back home either. It just so happened that his Queen and his Prince were said powerful beings who would make those "commands."

So here he was, in a world not his own and not the one that his Prince hailed from either. A world he would need to learn about, because not knowing would be leaving himself open to far too many weaknesses. A world that somehow feels like it would be all too suited for the Succubus Kingdom he was taken from.

A robot had told him there was a newly opened business where he could test his strength and skill against others who had been brought to this island. An effective way of gauging them and what he should be watching out for? He chose not to pass it up.

But the extremely skintight clothing they encouraged him to wear and the unusual weapon they gave him left him feeling greatly disadvantaged.]

How am I expected to fight in such clothing? [He tries to tug on the bodysuit, but it's too tight and leaves a strange sensation on his skin when he pulls at it. Better to leave it be. He sighs roughly.]

All right. I am ready for this Laser Tagging system, who is to be my opponent?

[Or have they chosen to give him a partner instead? He awaits what the robots have selected.]


II. Where's the Sexit?
[Perhaps he shouldn't be here. Perhaps he should have walked away from this entire district after the Laser Tagging debacle, but this? Well, this Tsurara recognized. Such rooms were considered fun group activities in the Succubus Kingdom, although they had only recently gained popularity. He knew what could be expected...or so he had thought.

Escape rooms usually involved a lot more fighting to the last man standing and claiming victory as you exited, not...riddles. Or beds. Usually. But now he was here and they couldn't leave until they found all the clues. Hopefully his partner wouldn't slow him down too much.]

What did the riddle say again about mirrors?


III. Limp Noodling
[Food, at last. He was starving and could smell the food down the street. So he followed it and asked if he could get a bowl of whatever noodles were available. The robot was very enthusiastic and welcoming telling him about the menu and how he could earn a free meal. He had been cautious, but agreed. Somehow this got him escorted to a table where someone else was sitting and cards being set out in front of him. Looking at the questions on the cards...]

...I feel as if I have been led into something by that sneaky metal panderer.

[He makes eye contact with the person sitting at the table.]

Did they offer you free food as well?

IV. WILDCARD
[OOC: Tsurara is an Ice Demon who was raised to be the concubine of a Succubus Prince. He's from a culture that pushes servitude, loyalty and a strict social hierarchy down the throats of those not in power and is bitter at losing some freedoms he'd gained being away from it. Generally is grumpy, aggressive, and a mother hen who does not take well to people not looking after themselves to the point he might just do it for them and judge them for it the whole time.

I am not planning to app him, but I am here to help anyone who needs to get some threads for applications! I'm open to doing just about anything with him (he is bi with a preference for men, but is not against women, just hasn't found the right one yet). If you want to plot hit me up at chocolateisbrainfood or chocolateisbrainfood#0310 on discord.]

III

[fromsnezhnayawithlove]

[ The warm, savory smells in here are distinct from those of the food stalls in Liyue. There's a distinct note of lighter, more delicate fish broth, no hint of jueyun chili, the very scent of which could drive one to reach for a glass of water.

Food is food, and like a warrior desperate for a weapon, Childe isn't one to be choosy about what kind of food is available. Or what one needs to do to score a free bowl. It's unfortunate no one here recognizes Mora as proper currency, only something they call "credits".

They are, indeed, a very long way from home.

Across from Tsurara sits a young man with auburn brown hair and a smile that says he's simply happy to be here, the dull blue of his gaze measuring the ice demon before him. ]

Swindled into unexpectedly interesting company with the promise of a hot meal. I'd say it could be worse.

[ He leans back into his chair, a card of questions caught between two fingers, which he lifts in front of the amused crescent of his smile. ]

You can call me Childe, and I'm sure I speak for us both when I say I'm famished. Why don't we trade answers until they start feeding us?