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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.

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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.

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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.

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III. MISTLETOE

mistletoe

sensory deprivation

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N A V I G A T I O N

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[ Oh. That's not a wall. That's a person, and he's yelling. She doesn't take well to being touched when she can't see through. Now there's a knife in her hand in case she needs to use it and she wants an explanation. She turns to him, none too pleased and ignoring his request. ]

You did this?

[ Makoto puts his hands up defensively, even though he's figured out she probably can't see him. There's a yelp as the knife is pulled out. He definitely didn't expect this reaction at all, his voice going up an octave as he keeps his eyes glued on that knife and takes a step back. ]

Wait! I can't hear you! Calm down!

[ Oh, maybe he's not a threat after all. Just another victim of whatever's happening here. In that case, she'll want to stay with him and figure this out. The knife is put away for now. She reaches out again, showing that she is disarmed because she is really not comfortable being out in the open like this. But if he can't hear her then that's going to be a bit of a challenge. ]

[ Makoto heaves a relieved sigh. He's just glad she could hear him and the knife is gone. It's clear to him now that whatever has happened to them has impacted their senses, since she clearly is not used to being blind. ]

I can lead us out of the way. Here, you can hold on to my arm if it's easier.
[ She didn't seem to like being touched, not that he'd meant to the first time. So this time, he offers her his elbow by pressing it gently against her hand. He figures it will go over better if she has the option to do whatever makes her comfortable. ]

I'm sure we can figure this out.

[ She doesn't trust him but she's got no better options at this point. Her grip is tight on his arm, making sure he stays. Much more acceptable when she expects it. She'll relax once they get to where they're going. Wherever that is. ]

[ Makoto doesn't really know where to lead her either, but he's noticing the mistletoe now, and he'll attempt to maneuver them around them. He's darting his gaze around, trying to compensate for his lack of hearing as he finally sees a ~~quieter~~ less crowded place to sit. ]

Why don't we sit down? Uh, just nod if you're okay with that.

[ He sounds more confident than he actually is, hoping she listens this time. Regardless, he's going to try and guide them there absent her shaking her head no. ]

Edited 2020-12-21 04:44 (UTC)

[ She's listening closely for anything that seems off, more than it already is. While she hasn't experienced this before, random things like it do happen. It's always something different. She gives him a short nod and waits for a response. More than likely she's going to need some help with the sitting part. ]

[ As they approach the seat, he pauses a moment to make sure there isn't anything that should be brushed out of the way. Carefully, he puts his free hand over the hand that is holding on tight to his elbow so she knows ahead of time that he's going to try and help her. ]

Okay, we're here. It's right behind you.

[ And he attempts to gently guide her to take a step back, trying to stand as firmly as possible in case she loses her balance. ]

[ She reaches around behind her to safely ease herself down. It seems sturdy, she knows where the edges and the back are, and it feels alright to sit on. She drags him down with her. Now they can breathe a bit and figure out what's next. There must be a way she can communicate with him. She starts messing with her bracelet but doesn't make much progress. ]

[ Makoto allows himself to be pulled along, sitting next to her a little closer than he's used to sitting next to strangers. It's an odd feeling, but he's not as nervous as he thought he'd be. If she keeps her hold on any part of him, he'll allow it without comment. He's honestly more focused on helping them both of them out of this, especially her. It's probably harder being blind, he figures.

Truthfully, he's only messed around with his communicator a little bit, and certainly not enough to figure out all the features yet. ]

Did... the robots explain things to you, too?

[ Makoto is almost glad she can't see him, because he has a guess as to how to fix things. Because of that, he knows he definitely looks embarrassed. More due to the conversation topic than anything, since he's fully intending to offer to help her find someone she knows. ]

Edited (clarityyy) 2020-12-21 07:22 (UTC)

[ She sighs with relief at not having to explain things to him. That's going to make it much easier. She nods in response but doesn't seem too concerned about it. What she's more interested in is figuring out what he might look like. All she's got so far is the size of his arms and that he's not very tall. She gropes around until she finds his face so she can visualize his hair and any defining features. ]

Ah. [ Makoto feels a little dumb for being surprised, tensing slightly when she tries to find his face with her hands. He does his best to stay as still as possible and is keeping his eyes trained on her expression to read her reaction. Relaxing his face, he'll allow her to have free reign unless she decides to poke him in the eye or something.

His hair is a short mop of thick strands and although he's attempted to tame it since crawling out of the water, it still mostly has a mind of its own. As far as his face goes, Makoto's a pretty average looking Japanese guy with a bit of a baby face and smooth skin. Some might even describe him as cute, especially with how expressive he can be. Though that's not necessarily how he would describe himself. ]

[ She would guess that he's around her own age. The lack of beard is only a slight disappointment. Not everyone can pull one off. She keeps going down his shoulders and torso and is starting to get a clearer picture. ]

[ Makoto makes a strangled noise, squirming a bit as she presses her hands against him. It's more than a little embarrassing but he endures, reminding himself she's blind and can't help it. If this makes her more comfortable, then he can live with a little discomfort. He's pretty scrawny underneath his wrinkled suit, but not to the point of being unhealthy. ]

[ When she makes it to his legs she gives them a squeeze. She's pretty sure that's where her hands are. Though she can't see him she tilts her head up at him. Personally she would prefer to get her sight back sooner rather than later and she'd like to help him out as well, but she'll wait for his approval. ]

[ That squeeze gets a yelp out of him, and he reflexively puts his hands over hers with the intent to halt her. She caught him off guard but he also knows she can't see and doesn't really want her to do anything on accident. ]

Wait, that's- [ He starts a little too high pitched, so he clears his throat. ]
You're a little close to, uh. Just wanted to warn you.

[ His palms are getting a little hot, so he loosens his grip though he doesn't move his hands away. He's looking around now, luckily no one seems to be paying attention and they are somewhat tucked away. ]

You know, I think it might be the mistletoe. And usually that's just kissing, but I could, uh, help you find a friend if that's better for you.
You don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with.

[ And now he's talking fast, nerves getting the better of him. ]

[ She'll keep her hands where they are. This is a weird situation but she's had worse. Even if she doesn't know his name or what he looks like that's not important to her. She understands, and shakes her head, moving in closer. ]

[ Makoto gulps. Well, she seems to understand so he takes that as permission. With that and a deep breath, he's determined to be as smooth about this as he can. He starts to lean forward but realizes it might be difficult if she can't see him. Reaching up slowly to give her plenty of time to react, he moves his hand to just under her chin in an attempt to guide her gently forward.

He's kissed a girl before, though it's been some time. With his nerves quelled for now, he closes the distance to press his lips against hers without much awkwardness. It's a firm yet undemanding kiss, at least that's what he's aiming for. ]

Edited 2020-12-23 01:55 (UTC)

[ She's more awkward than normal without being able to see what she's doing. It helps to let him guide her. She holds onto him for extra support and eagerly goes along with it. The good thing about it is being able to focus so much more on the feeling. This may not have been how she planned to spend her time but it may have helped her get to know someone new and discover a new interest all at the same time. ]

[ When he still can't hear and she isn't moving to pull away, he tentatively moves his hand from her chin, sliding it back along her jaw and tilting his head slightly to deepen the kiss. His other hand moves to mirror the other, running lightly up her arm on the way so she knows what's happening. His movements are slow and deliberate, as though he expects her retreat at any moment and is paying careful attention to how she reacts. ]

[ All this attentiveness is nice. She feels about as comfortable as she can be. It's good that she's found someone that considerate. When he makes his intentions known she's so much less likely to pull a knife on him again. She tugs at his shirt, working her fingers in to feel the bare skin underneath as she parts her lips against his. ]

[ Makoto only startles briefly when he feels her hands against his skin, making a surprised noise against her mouth. It's getting farther out of his comfort zone, but he feels responsible now and it's not like he is hating this. In response, he's pulling her a little closer, hands sliding back far enough to tangle loosely in her hair.

Makoto's not sure how far she's willing to take this, but he's opening his mouth against hers and just hoping she won't bite his tongue off when he finds the courage to introduce it into their kiss. ]

[ Julieta is content to take this as far as she needs to. She finds interactions like this much easier than anything involving feelings. There's a goal and she knows what to do. She's receptive to his kiss, grateful that he seems to know what he's doing. Her fingers start to warm up as they move over him. ]

[ It gets harder to focus on what he's doing the more her hands move against him. He can feel himself flushing and he's trying not to lose his cool with her head still in his hands. Makoto's not even sure where she's touching anymore, the prickly feeling of being oversensitive washing over him.

He shudders and suddenly pulls away for air, breathing heavier but not moving too far away. Makoto's thumb absentmindedly rubbing circles behind her ear, though it's unclear whether he's soothing her or his own nerves. He isn't embarrassed that he's halfway hard, but he still shifts to obscure it from anyone that might pass by anyway. All he can hear is the pounding of his own heart in his ears, not even bothering to check if he can hear beyond that before looking into her eyes. It's a genuinely concerned, if not breathless expression. ]

Can you see me?

[ She's not sure why he's pulled away but she'll wait. Her hands come to rest on his waist. At his question she pulls them out to rub her eyes, blinking a few times. Then she shakes her head. It's no use. They're going to have to keep trying. ]

00. Arrival

I. SIX FLAGELLANTS

II. LIKE A FIREWORK

III. MISTLETOE

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