TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

[erkumods]

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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[ondori]

Ryūkyū.

[ Mugen says that pretty gruffly and leaves it at that. But luckily, the stand isn't too far from where they were at. He steps up to it, grabbing a couple more corndogs roughly, noticeably less than what he'd grabbed before. He doesn't seem to bother checking whether they're free or not. No one is stopping him so he doesn't care anyway. He's not gonna wait for her but he doesn't amble off too far, plopping himself down on a nearby bench cross-legged.

Mugen shoves the corndogs in his mouth, biting down just enough to hold them there as he takes off his red hapi and tosses it next to him. Underneath that, he's wearing a pretty shabby off-white shirt that's mostly sleeveless and has obviously been stitched up more than once. It's also in pretty rough shape after having survived the ocean. ]

[sevenevilexes]

(Ramona was about to ask if that was somewhere in Japan, but the way he said it made her think better of it.

She follows his lead and grabs a corndog. Then sits next to him, because uh, she feels invited to do so. But then he's taking off his clothes...)

I wonder if they'll give us some stuff to wear, my shirt's all damp still...

(She takes a bite of the corndog and frowns. Then spits it out into her hand. So ladylike.) Ugh, you want this? I don't think this is vegetarian. (WHY would they serve veggie corndogs, girl?? Maybe she's trying to annoy Mugen further.)

[ondori]

[ Mugen shrugs at that one, not really caring how shabby his clothes look. He's mid bite into his first corndog when she spits into her hand. He glances at her, but doesn't seem to care that she spit into her hand either. Hell, if she'd offered what's in her hand to him on the beach, he probably would've eaten it. ]

Hah? What's vege- whatever the hell that is?

[ He finishes his own with one bite again, tossing the stick on the ground. It's not understandable what he says next since his mouth is full but he's raising his hand like he'll take that bitten off corndog if she's not gonna eat it. More for him. Mugen's not even that hungry anymore but it's not the first time he's had to eat what's available. It's a habit from not always knowing when the next meal will pop up. ]

[sevenevilexes]

(Ramona throws the half-chewed corndog to one of the geese. The geese look offended.)

Not eating meat. But I don't even know if that counts as meat. You eat a lot for someone so skinny.

(She goes as far as leaning over and poking him in the ribs.)

[ondori]

[ Mugen would be mad that she did that under, but he still has a corndog left so he shrugs and shoves the last one in his mouth too.
That stick, he keeps between his teeth like a reed. ]

Who the hell doesn't eat meat? [ No, he didn't figure out that she doesn't. ]

And you talk a lot for a girl with small--The fuck are you doin'?

[ His reflexes kick in at first, one hand shooting out and aiming to grab her wrist. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead as he stares her down before he drops his hand. He curses as he roughly takes his shirt off, using it to wipe his face and the back of his neck before tossing it on top of his hapi. Besides his temporary food baby, it's clear he's all thin, sinewy muscle, with more than a few old healed cuts. ]

Fuck, why is it so hot?

[sevenevilexes]

(Ramona lets out a yelp when he grabs her wrist and quickly wrenches it away. That was her bad, you shouldn't touch people. They react... well, that way.)

Small what now?

(Having not actually eaten one of the corndogs, Ramona still feels fine.)

D'ya maybe have a fever?

[ondori]

[ Mugen leans back on the bench, uncrossing his legs. He smirks at her, looking down at her chest without any shame. ]

Tits.

[ But then Mugen catches sight of one of those metal dudes out of the corner of his eye. He turns his head suddenly, taking the stick he has in his mouth and chucking it as hard as he can. There's a thud, loud despite the distance. Headshot. It's lurched forward by the impact but doesnt seem to know who threw it.

Mugen fist pumps in success before he settles back like nothing happened. ]

Nah. Doesn't feel like a fever.
This island is just fucking weird.

[sevenevilexes]

(While that was kind of cool, he did look at, and mention, her tits. Rude.)

You're gross.

[ondori]

Truth hurts. 'Sides, you started it.

[ There's a pause before he looks down at her suspiciously. ]

What happened to bein' hungry, huh?

[sevenevilexes]

Maybe I just wanted to follow you.

(However, she regrets it now.

She rubs her wrist, as if it hurts.)

Why ya gotta be so rough?

[ondori]

[ Well now, that earns her a smirk. He turns himself to face her, leaning back with his elbows resting on the armrest of the bench; one leg bent and the other hanging off the side. Mugen looks her right in eyes with the next question, voice dropping a little lower. ]

Yea, and why's that?

[ Mugen glances to her wrist, there's no real sympathy there but he does manage to look a little confused. ]

Didn't grab you that hard, y'know.

[sevenevilexes]

(Why did she have to have the hots for the most jerkiest of people?)

I don't know... and maybe I like it rough.

[ondori]

[ Mugen's still smirking, but his gaze drops from her eyes and he's looking her over with a shamelessly more heated look. ]

Do ya' now? Well, I got more where that came from.

[sevenevilexes]

Prove it.

(Ramoma liked to fight fight fight! And she liked to fuck. And Mugen, as gross as he was, dammit, he did it for her.)

[ondori]

Damn, chicks here move fast.

[ It definitely isn't a complaint. Mugen's standing up and rounding on her before he even finishes the sentence, reaching out for her wrists again to pin her to the bench with some force. He's definitely thinking she's just a normal human though and hasn't quite realized there are people with powers here. As much as he likes it rough, he ain't looking to break her wrist or anything. ]

[sevenevilexes]

(That was Ramona's Advanced Slut Technology!

He pins her to the bench and she smirks at him. Ramona herself is no stronger than the average person, but Mugen's amount of force is just right.)

What're you going to do now that you got me?

[ondori]

[ Mugen leans down, leveling his face in front of hers. He's not really the type to waste time, so instead of answering he's already pressing his lips against hers roughly. Mugen shifts her wrists into one hand so he can tangle his free hand in her hair with more than a little force. Damn, he didn't know what hair this color would feel like but it's softer than he expected against his calloused hands. ]

[sevenevilexes]

(His hand in her hair and she moans softly into his mouth. Then she tries to pull her hands away. Not because she doesn't like it-- because she does. When they part as she fights, she makes sure to tell him it's all good.)

I like to wrestle...

[ondori]

Yea? Go for it.

[ Mugen's eyes darken at that, because hell, she's pushing all the right buttons here for him right now. Actually, this would push his buttons any day. His grip tightens on her wrists, almost daring her to try and break free. The hand in her hair tightens again. He pulls her forward as he moves into her space again, attempting to force his knee between hers and bite at her lips. ]

[sevenevilexes]

(Ramona spreads her legs and allows his in, but when his teeth graze her lips, she yanks on her hands and goes to shove him. Except, she puts her hand on the back of his head and pulls him back in for a kiss.)

[ondori]

[ His hands drop, moving to grab her by the hips, fingers digging as he tries to pull her against him. It's been a long time, so it's not surprising he's pretty fucking hard already. And his low hanging shorts aren't really doing much to hide it.

He's fine letting her dragging him by the hair, growling into her mouth. It's unrefined but full of heat; all chapped lips, teeth, and attempts to dominate her tongue with his. ]

[sevenevilexes]

(She twists them so that they're laying sideways on the bench, and she can sit atop him. It's better for the friction that way, and she can feel him through his terrible clothing.

Ramona pulls back to breathe for a second, but still moves her hips slightly against his erection.)

We-- we really going to make out on a park bench like a couple of teenagers?

[ondori]

[ Mugen bends his legs, hands still gripping at her hips and the armrest digging into his back. But like hell he cares about that when's got a warm body on him. Mugen does nothing to stop that groan at the movement of her hips though, his grip tightening and trying to press her harder against him. ]

Little late to be shy, Flowers.

[ His voice is gruff as hands slide under whatever clothing he can. But he doesn't really get western clothes so if he rips something it's her own fault. ]

[sevenevilexes]

(She's got on a big fuzzy sweater, a skirt with stockings, and big ass boots. If he went up her shirt, she smacked him. Gently. But hard enough to leave a sting.)

I just have a feeling this is going to go further than just making out... and I don't want to do that out in the open.

(Wait a tick! She keeps rocking her hips (because dry humping is a privilege, not a right!) but goes to look at the bracelet they gave her.)

Oh wait, this thing says if we do, we get a reward. Okay, dirty boy, let's do this.

(She looks around to see if anyone is paying attention. They're either eating or touching each other or looking at their new bracelet devices.)

[ondori]

[ He probably did. Mugen makes an angry, frustrated sound when it looks like she's going to want to move, his hands settling on her thighs with his blunt nails skimming under as far as he can get away with. He would literally follow her anywhere if she wanted to go somewhere else, but it's a pain in the ass when he's already this hard and she's already rocking her hips like that. ]

Fuck yea.

[ Mugen doesn't look, doesn't really seem to care about anything but touching her. He leans up as she's looking around to nip at her neck while she's distracted. ]