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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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[ To be fair, back on Earth it is a fairly harmless tradition. Never has she seen it rob people of their senses like this, and it's at the very least troubling, to see how a mere plant is capable of doing something like this. She can only imagine what else this island might have that would hold such a power over them.

But it's a concern for a later time. At the moment she's more focused on the woman currently affected by that mistletoe, her face and attire not entirely unfamiliar. It may take her a moment, but the immediate connection to Krypton at least is an easy one to make. ]

Well, some Human cultures say that when under the mistletoe, you have to kiss someone. However I've been caught before myself, and we had to do more than just kiss for this plant's effect to disappear.

[ She tilts her head, quiet, watching the other woman, placing her face in what memories she still holds. Between that and her attire, it doesn't take very long. ]

Supergirl, yes?

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[Confusion clouds Kara's gaze for a moment, when she hears mistletoe. It takes her a few seconds to recall the word, and what it is. A sprig of plant, some sort of parasite. Earth flora. But why is it affecting her like...?

Oh wait. Could be magic. What a stupid custom. she thinks to herself, grinding her teeth. Then she processes the rest of what the woman standing in front of her is saying...and her cheeks flush suddenly hot. Even with the aphrodisiacs, Kara is relatively new to sex and sexuality, and her thoughts don't skim that way all the time.]

Y'mean it wants us to do things on that card. But...I can't see you...

[Just to clarify, ignore the mild quaver in her voice at the end there. Sensory deprivation is not something she's thought about.]

And yes. I'm Supergirl. And you are?

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[ It's most likely magic, Kori thinks. She doesn't know enough about it, or about this place, to understand how it works, but so far not much of what people have tried has succeeded in ridding people of the plant's effects. Well, nothing aside from sex. ]

Or not on that card, I don't think it's necessary. I've been told about it but I haven't gotten one of my own yet. [ So it would be a little difficult to fill a square if he doesn't know what those might be. She offers a small smile, even if Kara can't see it. ] I know, I'm sorry. But we do know each other. Or I know you, at the very least.

[ Which might help, she hopes. Then again it might make things more complicated for Kara. It truly depends on how she feels about this. ]

Kori. Ah, Starfire? I don't know which name you might remember me by.

[Recognition flickers in Kara's expression, some of the tightness going out of her jawline. So it wasn't anyone she had problems with, but not someone she was close to. That was a relief, since if it was someone she knew better this situation would be beyond mortifying. She recalled the Tamaranean, of course. She was pretty striking, and she'd heard plenty more about her from Kal and Jason.

And if she has to have sex with someone, it may as well be someone as gorgeous as she recalls Starfire being.]

...Yeah, I remember you, Starfire. Kori. Your given name, yeah? You can call me Kara.

[No need for formalities. Not really. Fretting her lip, Kara's attention swivels around, listening instead of seeing...taking in the surroundings as best she can. Not too crowded an area, which isn't ideal since it isn't private at all, but hopefully nobody will come along.]

Is there any way we can move the mistletoe? I'm...I really...[She falters, takes a breath, trying to push down the heat creeping up her neck as if willpower alone can banish a blush.]...This is a little public. For...y'know...that.

[ To a degree, Kori can understand her. While there are people she's very close to that she wouldn't be bothered by being put in this situation with, there are a few she would rather not have this happen with. Kara is at least someone she knows, someone she feels like she can place some trust in. ]

A shortened version of it, but yes.

[ She prefers it for the same reason; it's less formal, which works just fine for this particular situation. Kori looks around at the question, then up to the spot where the mistletoe hangs. ]

Have you tried moving yourself? Not everyone has been trapped in place by the mistletoe. Maybe we can try to find a more quieter spot nearby.

[ If she can't move, however, then... yes, very public. Kori doesn't particularly mind, she just doesn't like the thought of being interrupted. ]

I...can't see, and don't want to go crashing into things. I...um...you know how my people are, right? So I just stayed put.

[She hopes? It's always awkward when you can't quite control your own strength. It's more of a challenge when you cannot see the building you might bash into.

Kara reaches out both hands, giving what she hopes comes across as an imploring look, her gaze still slightly off center. Cheeks still flushed, she continues.]

...Can you guide me? Please.

[ Kori smiles at that, otherwise keeping her amusement to herself. ] Yes, I'm aware of your strength.

[ In all fairness, Kori's had the same struggle on occasion, but she's never had too much difficulty keeping her strength in check. Welllll sometimes things just get completely crushed in the midst of a fight, sometimes there's just no way to control that. ]

Yes, of course. Come with me, we'll find a place where I can help you.

[ Help is one word for it, sure. She reaches out and takes one of Kara's hands, holding it in both of her own as she slowly tries to guide them down the hallway. The place is somewhat deserted, thankfully, but still Kori hopes to find a quieter corner or even a room they can slip into. ]

How long have you been here? Have you just recently arrived, too?

[Kara breathes a more relieved sigh when her hands are caught hold of. The last thing...the last thing...she wanted to do was risk hurting someone attempting to move around blindly. Kal would call that selfish, her father would call that foolish, and Karen would probably deck her for it. And so she counts her blessings that it's Kori who's come across her.

She steps in close, her hearing good enough to tell her where her savior is, her hand squeezing gently. She can place her trust in Kori, she thinks. Kara's aware, painfully so, that she isn't always the best judge of character but she doubts that Starfire of all people is going to lead her into a room full of Kryptonite. Maybe take advantage of her situation a little bit, but that she hardly minded.]

Yeah. Maybe one sun-cycle ago? Possibly less. I've been...distracted.

[Day felt like a clumsy word for an alien world, and she had no idea how long the cycle lasted, anyway. She could probably have paid more attention, but her focus was decidedly elsewhere.]

What about you? Same, or longer?

[Kori does eventually find an empty room, just off to one side, like it's waiting for them. Looks like a love hotel room, no less, with lots of low lighting and gaudy sheets on a huge bed shaped like a heart.]

[ Well... yes, she might just take a bit of advantage of the whole situation, even if honestly she would rather that her partners were entirely willing. Thankfully it doesn't look like Kara's entirely out of her mind, and she certainly seems to be relaxing around her, so that's a good sign. ]

It's been around the same time for me, as well. Just long enough to see many of these plants all around this island.

[ Like some kind of welcome, she imagines. Or perhaps it's just a tradition here too, however twisted. Anyway, Kori's glad when she comes across a room at last, and all the more delighted when she opens the door and sees what it looks like. To her, the horribly tacky and suggestive decoration doesn't quite register, instead she finds it warm, sensual and all too cozy and welcoming. In fact she lets out a delighted gasp, grin wide as she looks all around the room. ]

Oh, this is the perfect place! And no one will bother us here.

[ She coaxes Kara to follow her inside, closing the door behind them before she turns to face the other woman. ]

It's a shame you can't see it. But maybe soon...

[ She trails off, a hand reaching up to brush her fingers down the side of Kara's face, thumb stroking lightly across her lips. ]

[Kara's not really opposed, given the situation. She feels a need, a longing, and the itch needs to be scratched so it isn't exactly like this isn't on her mind. Maybe it's just her ever-present need for connection, maybe it's the atmosphere, or maybe it's simply residual aphrodisiacs, she doesn't know or even care right now. She's focused entirely on the lack of sight, and the warm hand holding her own. It is pleasant, and that's all she needs to worry about for the moment.

The slight quickening of Kori's heartbeat tells her that they've come to the right place even before she hears the woman's reply. Kara's smile, even though her gaze is unfocused, blossoms a bit at the evident excitement, slightly flattered that someone is this excited to be alone with her. Should she be more nervous, hearing the door click shut, or is this fluttering feeling in her chest normal?

Kori's hand against her cheek and the brief touch to her lips stand out as intimate promises of things to come, and Kara finds herself reaching with a fumbling free hand to return the gesture. A strong palm settles on Kori's hip, and a shy but excited smile blooms on her lips as she leans into Kori's touch.]

...Yeah. Hopefully soon.

[Tilting her head, she presses her lips against Kori's outstretched wrist, eyes drifting closed on reflex.]

I remember you being very beautiful. Shame I can't see that, just yet.

[ Any kind of touch serves as encouragement, and at the hand on her hip, Kori's prompt in shifting closer to Kara. Her fingers comb through her hair, and she lets out a sigh as she feels lips against the inside of her wrist.

It's very tempting, to simply not take her time right now, give into the urge to kiss Kara hard, pick her up and carry her to bed. She has no doubt that soon they'll both be too eager to want to take things slow, though, so she tries not to rush what is a good thing.

However, she will kiss. She'll just be gentle about it, a light press of lips against Kara's own, the natural warmth of her felt all the more acutely through that contact. ]

Hopefully soon, [ He murmurs against Kara's lips, breaking the kiss for only long enough to repeat her own words back to her. Then she presses in her again, lips only slightly parted to get a bit of the taste into her mouth. ]

[Kara is not the most experienced kisser, and she's blinded which makes this a little more odd, but she doesn't lack in interest or enthusiasm. When she feels Kori's breath mingling with her own, she leans forward instinctively, offering permission and acceptance for the Tamaranean to do as she likes. The sweet, gentle kiss is pleasant, leaving her tingling, wanting for more.]

Rao, I hope so.

[When Kori's lips find hers a second time, she returns it with matching fervor, sightless eyes closed. Concentrating on the act helps alleviate some of the weirdness, and her feet carry her forward to press herself to the taller woman. She's pleasantly surprised by the warmth, proximity to Kori's body banishing a chill she didn't even know she was feeling till it fled. Her thoughts a jumble, Kara found herself clinging to the sensations offered by her partner, a blush rising in her cheeks and turning her a shade pinker as the kiss continued, slow and sweet.]

[ To be fair, most kissing tends to happen with one's eyes closed. All she needs to do is relax into it, which Kori hopes will happen sooner rather than later. They'll be safe in here anyway, and it's completely private, so nervousness isn't so necessary anymore.

When they kiss a second time, it flows a little easier, and she can feel Kara relax against her. The way she shifts closer is met with a pleased hum from Kori, and she weaves her fingers further into Kara's hair, her other hand rounding her waist and pressing to the small of her back, pulling her flush to her. The slightest part of lips has the tip of her tongue dragging across Kara's own, stealing a taste and making sure Kara's comfortable with it before pushing in further. ]

[Kara does actually relax as she gets into it, the second kiss making her feel much better. The taste of the woman on her lips and the feel of fingertips brushing through her hair is a delightful distraction from her worries, and the strength in Kori's arms as she pulls Kara in closer makes her feel some kind of way.

Her tongue flicks out, playful, ready, and willing. It dances along the edge of Kori's, swirling a little in an invitation to continue, mouth parting further to allow that entry. Her hands press flush with her partner's skin, one going high to hold her close and the other ducking low to cup her rear.]

[ There's a delighted little sound as she feels those hands trailing low and groping her backside, the kiss breaking a moment when Kori giggles. She barely moves, though, breath against Kara's lips, then she's pressing back in, resuming the playful kiss, licking and nipping gently at Kara's lips.

What Kori's wearing hardly poses a problem, and seen as clothing seems entirely unnecessary right now, she starts removing her layers, undoing her jeans and pushing them off, then starting on the buttons of her blouse. Kara's more than welcome to help, but whether or not she does Kori will be down to her underwear before long, already reaching for Kara's suit to figure out how she can rid her of it in the best, quickest way possible. ]

[Kara mirrors the gesture, playfully giggling against Kori's lips.

Her hands retreat so that Kori can have a bit more freedom to get her clothing out of the way once she realizes that's the aim, her entire body thrumming with anticipation. She doesn't waste time either, fingers moving to catch the clasps and hidden buttons that hold her suit on.

The Kryptonian clothing slides to the floor at Kara's feet about the same time Kori gets her own outfit out of the way, leaving her in simple white underwear. She rarely bothered with anything fancier, and today was no exception.]

How do I look?

[ She's pleased when Kara catches on to what she's doing, and promptly joins her in her efforts. She doesn't know if the lack of sight helps Kara feel less awkward right now, but nevertheless Kori feels none of it, as per usual, and as such all clothing is swiftly removed without much ado or fumbling about.

Her own underwear is a bit nicer, but nothing too especially fancy, the most notable thing being the small lace trim going around the waist of her panties and the cup of her bra. Kara might feel that with her fingertips, though the light purple color of it will remain a secret until she can see once again. ]

You are beautiful.

[ It's a compliment that comes easy to her, as she holds Kara's hands and guides her towards the bed, coaxing her to climb onto the mattress. She'll crawl on her knees right after her, hands going to Kara's waist next, pulling her flush as she kisses her once again. ]

Glad to hear it.

[Since she can't see that approving smile she hopes is being directed at her, aha.

Kara's fingertips curl easily into Kori's and she steps back...and back until her knees bump the mattress. Taking the cue, she scoots backwards on the bedding, letting herself be guided to the center. When she's pulled back in, her thighs shift to encircle the Tamaranean, drawing her as close as she can. The kiss she offers is every bit as fervent as the second, an eagerness for any touch as much as the connection of familiarity driving her.

This time she takes the initiative, letting her tongue flicker out, meeting Kori's while her hands busy themselves by running along every inch of exposed skin she can reach.]

[ It most certainly is, and Kori doesn't spare it just because Kara can't see it.

For a moment she's almost careful about setting her weight down on Kara, when she remembers that she doesn't really have to with her. So she settles on top of the other woman, letting out a pleased sigh as she parts her lips and feels Kara's tongue sweep into her mouth.

She shifts a little too, slipping one knee between Kara's thighs, pressing just lightly while her whole body arches and presses down, further inviting the touch of Kara's hands. One of her arms is folded and propped on the bed for leverage, and her other hand brushes down her cheek, then neck, catching the strap of her bra and gently tugging it past her shoulder. ]

[Kara easily bears that weight, eager for the connection, and for the opportunity to feel normal when touching other people again. She still had to be a little careful, but touching Starfire wasn't like touching anyone else.

Shivering with anticipation at the feeling of her bra skimming down her body, Kara licks her lips, unfocused eyes lidding slightly before she renews the kiss. Her hands reach up instinctually, one snaking around Kori's back and trailing up her spine and the other settling onto her hip. It moves upward, inward, exploring with blind but eager fingers. Her nails follow the curving outline of Tamaranean muscle, making a map of it in her mind, before moving upwards.]

Hah...amazing...

[She breathes out, pleased at the opportunity and annoyed at the same time that she can't see what she's doing.]

...Can you...I can't see where your bra is. If you can guide me, again?

[ Kori hums into the kiss, glad for all the touches, the tracing of warm fingertips across skin and muscle. Her back arches and tenses, further inviting the touch, although she doesn't seem to be too impatient when Kara can't quite reach her bra so easily.

Her lips are just about trailing over the swell of Kara's breast when she asks for a little guidance, and she pulls away with a soft chuckle, her hand too releasing the cup of her bra so she can take Kara's arm and guide it a little up and to the side. ]

There... ah, I can just take it off, if you want...

[ For the sake of practicality, of course, even if she's taking her sweet time with Kara's underwear. While she lets Kara try and figure out the hook of her bra, she dips her head down again, trailing up to her nipple and dragging her tongue over the nub, lips wrapping tight around it next. ]

I got it...

[Kara's adept enough and clever enough to figure out the hook without too much difficulty. So she shakes her head, fingers moving to undo the clasp with careful motions. They're stuck here, and there's no telling if they'll be able to replace clothes. So tearing through it, as appealing as that might be, just isn't happening.

Kori's mouth on her breast, however, elicits a low groan from the Kryptonian. She's already keyed up as all hell, and the warm pressure of the woman's lips on her skin has her shivering.]

Oh...

[Wordlessly, breathily, Kara curls her head inward a bit, burying her face on Kori's hair. Her fingers finally get the bra undone and she works that off as quickly as she can, her hand sliding around to squeeze the swell of her partner's chest.]

[ Even if it ended up taking her a while, Kori doesn't mind waiting. There's something really lovely about being undressed by her partner, and so she doesn't interfere, even if the way she's lapping up at that nipple might just come across as interfering... in a way.

she releases a long, throaty sigh when finally the hook's unclasped, and she can feel the pressure of the bra around her torso easing up, the garment falling free. Soon a moan follows, her whole body arching and pushing towards Kara's hand, one of her own too groping at Kara's other breast, fingers tweaking with the nipple. ]

Ah, yes... that's good, [ She murmurs, warm and a little eager, sucking tightly around the nub, while her free hand skims down Kara's waist, hip, thigh. ]

[Kara's mouth opens in a weak little gasp of her own as Kori's fingertip flicks across her nipple. The little bud begins to harden further, and the other woman's ministrations are hitting her in ways she hasn't felt for a while. She is hardly a sexually active person, most of the time, so some of this is shaking off rust, and some of it is just how sensitive she is, being unable to see. It adds some level of feeling to the encounter she's never had before.

Kori's encouragement helps break through some of her fumbling, a strong, warm palm squeezing one more good time at the woman's chest before her fingers seek a new directive. They find her partner's own nipple and slowly begin to circle it, slowly running a circuit around it before teasing and tweaking it all the same.]

You...keep doing that. [Kara murmurs into Kori's hair, breathless and eager to feel more of that touch.]

[ There's something especially rewarding about a sensitive and responsive partner. Kori can tell Kara likes the attention even with the way her nipple hardens alone, but that gasp and the way she shifts makes it all the better. She's encouraged to continue, tongue lapping up and lips sucking around the nub, while her other hand squeezes just above Kara's knee before she's flipping it around and trailing her way up Kara's inner thigh.

She is in no rush, of course, but on the other hand, she loves the way Kara reacts to being touched, and she's eager to touch more of her, and while she's curious about all the spots where she might be sensitive, where she's headed now she's bound to get a positive reaction. Besides, best to help Kara with her sight right away and they can have more fun afterwards.

While she pants softly and arches her body towards Kara's touch, her hand eventually reaches between her legs, and warm fingers trace over her panties, before slipping past the fabric and touching wet flesh directly. ]

00. Arrival

I. SIX FLAGELLANTS

II. LIKE A FIREWORK

III. MISTLETOE

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