TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

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TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

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. SIX FLAGELLANTS Welcome, one and all, to a thrilling new location! Robots have worked tirelessly to build, from the ground up, what can only be recognizable as an amusement park. You are just in time for the grand opening of Six Flagellants: Great Advagtures! The Ferris Wheel routinely stops when lovebirds reach the top, waiting for a kiss - or something more daring! - before it starts up again. Robots warn of the scary Haunted House: a dark building with wall-to-wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills. Flickering ghosts roam the halls, and you may find an eerily realistic Headless Horseman -- who bids you, "Come closer. Give me head," while pointing to yours. Hey, get your mind out of the... Nevermind. The Carousel is a two-story affair. Nude figures with familiar faces lounge about, waiting to be ridden, and closer inspection proves that they have the faces of your fellow islanders. Hop on your favorite person and take them for a spin! There are even Bumper Cars, which have the interesting effect of making one feel more aroused with every bump and impact. (It's randomized each time, so don't try to guess based on car color!) What should be a similar ride, the Teacups, has the robots' madness written all over it instead. They have misunderstood the gentle spin-cycles for dangerous, dizzying loop-the-loops across a wide track. Some would swear that the ride has a supernatural invocation for fear. Others are simply man enough to admit they're afraid. Lastly, the Tunnel of Love is not what you expect. Although flavored lube and guides to cunnilingus are on each fleshy-log-shaped boat, the motion of the ocean is quite soothing, and there's a pleasant floral scent in the air that causes a light intoxication. Don't forget to try the food! Similar to the Street Kiosks, there's a ton of faire food: cotton candy, corn dogs, and the like. Mascot outfits are available and those who wear them will be rewarded generously with credits. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. LIKE A FIREWORK The next morning, you receive a message on your device: You are cordially invited to a celebration of skinship at the House of Worship. Please do not dress for the occasion. If asked about it, the robots will confirm that is not a specific holiday, but a simple joyous event. If you pry, they may even say that the Old Ones often made merry and partook in the pleasures of the flesh - and so too should you. For an hour, there will be food and drink - alcoholic and aphrodisiac. Then, at the designated time, once the sun has gone down, clothes will be shed and a revelry begun. As fireworks explode overhead, the different colors send the naked senses reeling: Red: You are amorous towards the people around you. Yours is a joyous celebration. The Auspicious Acts you offer are happy and lighthearted, full of kisses and sweet nothings. Orange: You feel bold and adventurous, eager to try something - or someone - new. Your preferred Acts may be dangerous or exciting, perhaps with more than one person. Yellow: You feel reverence when you watch the fireworks, reverence when you look at your fellow people. You feel blessed to be part of the celebration at the House of Worship, and you make the Acts you complete into Acts of worship. You are all about the spirit of generosity. Green: You are not here to celebrate. Jealousy is your lot. Uncover a new side of yourself, full of bitterness and resentment, and try an Act that treads the fine line between light and dark. Indigo: You are proud to celebrate! Those around you are lucky to bask in your presence. You have a newly-minted domineering attitude that makes itself known, and your Acts are likely to be something where you'll come out on top. Violet: These fireworks make you feel unusual - the opposite of yourself. You are different in all that you want to do, preferring Auspicious Acts that you may not have thought twice about before. A group shower will be provided after the festivities wind down. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. MISTLETOE Many cherub dragons can be found gathering together in the Greenhouse, working together to finish the cultivation of a new plant. They spend an exhaustive night decorating the island with the new greenery, which can soon be identified as mistletoe. You may think it's sweet of them, but don't get caught underneath one of these sprigs! Standing under the dragon's mistletoe will cause sensory deprivation - and of course, the only way to regain what was lost is to indulge in an Auspicious Act. (You may choose whichever sense you like, or even choose to be figurative, such as "the sense of reason" or "a sense of purpose.") ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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Prompto Argentum | Final Fantasy XV

[impostersyndrome]

A: Theme Park

[Prompto has been to a theme park before, but he’s definitely never been to one like this. It’s the carousel that really gets to him - though he doesn’t recognize the faces, the suggestive poses is certainly something.]

Guess this isn’t a family park. Hah...

[Catch him walking around and cautiously trying the food, or surveying the rides! Who knows if he’s brave enough to go on one without some... encouragement...]

B: Ferris Wheel

[Of all the rides, the Ferris wheel seemed the most harmless, so Prompto had hopped on. But as they go up, he starts to get the feeling something is up.

He looks at his ride companion.]

Is it just me, or does the wheel stop at the top for a long time...

[Maybe it’s just for taking pictures...? Yeah, he doubts it.]

C: Mistletoe

[The cherub dragons are kind of cute! Unfortunately this puts Prompto into a bit of a state of false security - until he ends up under the mistletoe.]

Ah- hey, what’s happening!?

[What’s happening is that he’s losing his hearing, which is why he’s being a bit louder than usual.]

[[OOC: feel free to hit me up at dandywonderous if you’d like to discuss other ideas!]]

B: Ferris Wheel

[edamamepon]

[ Makoto's not sure what possessed him to try the ferris wheel in the first place. Probably because it seemed the most normal looking and at least it didn't look that high up to him from the ground. ]

What? It stops? [ His voice cracks as he looks out the window. Which was a bad idea, because now he's really aware of just how high up they are getting. ]

I think I'm gonna be sick.

[ ooc: just a note that I reserved but trying to use the tdm to get back into the swing of rp. SORRY FOR AWKWARD IN ADVANCE. ]

[impostersyndrome]

Ah, uh... [Prompto waves his hands uselessly, not sure what to do.] Not good with heights, huh?

[Prompto is scared of many things, but heights isn’t one of them. He’s not sure what he can do to make it better - there’s no way down but the dangerous way.]

Just try not to look outside?

[edamamepon]

You could say that. Sorry.

[ Not looking sounds like a great idea. Makoto turns his attention to his blond companion instead, trying to ignore his own panic. He forces himself to relax, expression settling into a polite smile. Though he is still bracing himself a little tensely against the seat. ]

... Well, I guess we'll be stuck together for a while then.
Name's Makoto Edamura. It's nice to meet you, even though you probably didn't choose to be here either, right?

[impostersyndrome]

[Idle conversation as a distraction from panic is one of Prompto’s go-to tactics, so he has no problem with this.

He nods.]

I’m Prompto Argentum. And yeah, I just kind of washed up here... I think it’s winning for weirdest thing to happen to me this month.

[edamamepon]

[ Good, because Makoto relaxes a fraction just by focusing more on the conversation than their elevation. ]

Yea, I'd say this is weirdest place I've ever woken up in.
[ But definitely not the first time he's woken up somewhere unknown. ]

If you don't mind me asking: where are you from?

[impostersyndrome]

I’m from [The barest hint of hesitation, then he plows on.] Lucis. Insomnia, actually. You?

b.

[poopio]

[ There's no real reason for Lucio to be on a ferris wheel except for the novelty of it, and he isn't so much as inside the cart, so much as sitting on top of one the gears outside, perched like a pigeon until he casually peeks into one of the carts. Thankfully, no one is being amorous in this one... just a lone mortal that he waves to good-naturedly. ]

Please do not mind me. I am merely exploring the contraption. It is my first time encountering a "ferris wheel," as they call it.

[ He glances around, contemplating whether or not it might be easier to sit inside one of the little compartments instead. At any rate, it may garner less stares and attention... ]

Are you enjoying your ride thus far? Perhaps, you can educate me a bit on the merits of these rides.

[impostersyndrome]

[Prompto can’t help but stare - seriously, how did this guy get there, and why?

When he asks the question, Prompto shakes himself out of his shock, trying not to stare.]

Uh... sure? I mean, I’m enjoying it okay, I guess... Do you... want to come in here first?

[He’s a little concerned!]

[poopio]

[ The answer is quite simple: he flew. But also, yes, he's taking the invitation to crawl in and sit next to Prompto, his wings stretching out a bit in the cramped compartment. ]

You have my gratitude for the invitation. It's been some time since I have simply enjoyed the view on the island. Fortunately, the mists around it have cleared up considerably.

[ He wonders if this young mortal had a chance to see it before... or he could be new? ]

Did you only just arrive? Such a peculiar first stop, yet many seem to be attracted to the large, glistening wheel.

[impostersyndrome]

[Whoa, wings, okay. Prompto moves around for them.]

Yeah, I’m new. [Which feels weird to say, but...] I found somewhere to live first. But everyone was coming this way so I did too... The Ferris Wheel felt pretty safe.

[poopio]

[ He's not sure what's necessarily "safe" about a giant wheel, but mortal biases tend to confound him in general. He will just assume it's comforting for reasons beyond his own capacity. ]

It does offer a place of quiet refuge, and I have not witnessed anyone fall. Should such an event occur, I remain at the ready However.

[ Thankfully, Prompto doesn't look eager to hang out of the compartment. ]

I see many tend to ride the Ferris Wheel with a companion. Shall I assume you arrived on this island absent of your own?

[impostersyndrome]

[The idea of someone falling out is pretty horrifying... Prompto certainly hopes nothing like that happens!]

A companion? Uh, I mean, not everyone necessarily... well, I don’t know where my friends are, if that’s what you mean...

[Is he being called out on that #singlelife right now??]

( a )

[allumer]

[ We know what kind of encouragement Prompto needs, and it's the sort from his absolute favorite feathered friend, a Chocobo! Not a real one unfortunately, but the costumed mascot is just about as cute as the real thing. The moment it gets its sights set on Prompto it's hobbling over quickly (hey, it's hard to run in that costume) and reaching for his hand in order to shake it in a very friendly manner.

Oh, but then it turns around and starts pointing to something, one of the attractions? Yes! The haunted house! ]

[impostersyndrome]

[Prompto is delighted to see the chocobo mascot, even if it doesn’t occur to him to be surprised about it (what cruel world wouldn’t have chocobos?). Especially since the mascot seems to be giving him personal attention!

But... ah. Haunted house, huh?]

You... want me to go in there?

[Not that he’s scared, or anything!]

[allumer]

[ Nodding your head is kind of difficult in this huge suit, so the chocobo just claps its hands and stomps its feet excitedly. A big wing pats Prompto on the back, as if saying, "You can do it, I believe in you!" before the mascot maneuvers around him and then starts pushing Prompto toward the haunted house. Lets go buddy! ]

[impostersyndrome]

[Whoa, okay! This is a very persistent mascot!!]

Okay, okay! I’m going!

[He starts walking on his own, headed for the haunted house. He can do this! The chocobo has encouraged him!]

[allumer]

[ The wings pat at Prompto's shoulders like he's trying to help size him up. It's just a theme park attraction, not like the house will actually be haunted, right? Ghosts don't exist that can possess paintings that you have to take pictures for during side quests in Altissia.

Once they get to the entrance to the haunted house the chocobo gives Prompto one more pat on the back as it waits for him to step in. You first, he'll follow. Show this haunted house who's boss. ]

[impostersyndrome]

Oh sure, make me go first.

[But he does go first, stepping inside and walking ahead. Already, there are ghosts wailing and mysterious, spooky thumps. He follows the hall further in.]

You staying with me, chocobo?

slides in for A~

[warpspammer]

[ there's someone standing nearby when prompto gives the comment. as far as he was aware, prompto had disappeared at the same time as noctis, so he's a bit surprised to see the young man standing here.

but, after a moment, he gives a chuckle, stepping up next to the blonde. ]

If you think the carousel is bad, Argentum, wait until you see what they did to the food.

[ sure, most of it is normal fair food, but all of it is either incredibly phallic or yonic; corndogs with extra bits at the bottom or cotton candy spun into vulva shapes. ]

[impostersyndrome]

[Prompto isn’t expecting someone he knows to suddenly call out to him, and- well, he doesn’t really know this person. But he seems to know Prompto, which is a little embarrassing.

But looking at him, he thinks he recognizes him, like he’s seen him around, somewhere.]

Do I want to know what they did to the food... [He feels like he doesn’t. But ah...] Uh, sorry... You know me, but I guess I forgot your name?

[warpspammer]

[ the confusion makes sense - at least, in the sense of how he's had things explained, with people disappearing and showing back up. instead, he offers prompto a grin. ]

We weren't ever really introduced, to be fair. I'm Nyx Ulric - one of the Kingsglaive.

[ which explains why he knows, at least, prompto's name, and why prompto probably doesn't know his. sneaky! ]

And if they've done anything to the food outside of the dick shapes, it'll be to toss some aphrodisiacs in it. Fair warning.

[impostersyndrome]

[Oh! Well, that doesn't surprise Prompto too much - he can only imagine how it got around when Noctis asked for him to be trained as Crownsguard out of the blue, what feels like three lifetimes ago.]

Oh, it's nice to meet you. And I'll heed the warning, about the food... They really put aphrodisiacs in it?

[That has to be illegal. Or it would be, back home... Guess this place is a ruin now.]

[warpspammer]

[ to be fair to prompto: less that it got around, and more that nyx was nosy. he was frequently the one that helped the king, and so he tended to stick his nose into others business. ]

Nice to finally meet you too.

[ he's going to keep "i kind of knew you before" out of the conversation, that's just... weird. ]</small. Yeah, if they're offering some kind of food, at least a few kinds are going to mess with you. It's usually just aphrodisiacs, and while they're a bitch to ride out, it ain't the end of the world.

[impostersyndrome]

Guess they’re really serious about this, uh... auspicious acts stuff.

[Enough to tamper with food. That’s intense.]

I’ll be careful...