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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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Arrival

[He had needed to be alone; only the silence of the snow could provide solace for his shattered nerves in that very instant, for the razor thin wire that had been holding him together finally snapped.

Ren sighed wearily and pushed his heavy, sodden hair out of his face for a better view of the beachscape, at the robot politely handing him a towel to dry off with, and felt... distant. The chaos building within Atlas had done nothing to help his mounting uncertainties with the gravity of their overall situation in Remnant and, with a young and dear friend whisked away from their broken up little team in a terrible instant, he knew there was no return. His thoughts were on the immediate moment-- on protecting whomever he could, on retrieving his friend, on keeping himself controlled, that he had not had time to process.

It was too much like watching the destruction of his hometown.

...Yang and Jaune did not deserve the icy sharp words that had been hurled at them like so many daggers aimed for the heart.

Sighing, Ren's shoulders sagged under the weight of his regrets, and he muttered his thanks to the robot before wiping the sand from his face and other places where his skin was exposed.

Still chilled from the tundra, he felt like he was burning in the relatively balmy climate of this place... wherever this was.

It wasn't right. It wasn't natural.

He didn't know what to do.]

Fireworks

[Never before had Ren felt so out of place.

When the notice said 'Please do not dress for the occasion,' he had thought that meant not taking any pains to dress up. Skinship wasn't a notion he thought much about and had thus paid it no heed.

He hadn't wanted to party anyway. Not really, but the opportunity to learn and find out more information about this island was too good to pass up. Although he still had his regrets, still felt too frayed to enjoy the festivities very much, he still couldn't help but stare in awe at the golden fireworks that exploded overhead before the evening was out.

For the first time in weeks, a sense of lightness overtook him as he regarded the fireworks, at the beautiful people around him. A small smile lit his face, slow and soft.

...He missed Nora and her vibrance, for she was far brighter than the fireworks overhead with her electrifying personality and raucous laughter.

He missed Nora, and he knew that she didn't want to see him miss out on something fun.]

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Edited 2020-12-22 18:47 (UTC)

[Akira had abandoned his bracelet device on the beach earlier in an act of defiance, but now he's come back for it. For one specific reason; there's a translator and he'll probably need it. There's no point in making things harder for himself. He isn't certain where he'd actually come ashore, so he's walking the beach in the general vicinity. It's a small thing to look for in all the sand, and he's wondering if he could get a replacement from the robots. His thoughts are interrupted when he notices Lie Ren, looking just as lost as Akira feels. He isn't good with starting conversations, and instead of a greeting, what comes out is a somewhat acidic question that's more of a statement.]

You don't really believe that 'energy' shit, do you.

[He expects a 'no' if any response at all, and doesn't wait for one before continuing his search.]

[The stranger's very presence felt as coarse as the sand scraping against his flesh, and Ren momentarily was taken aback by the sudden, brusque question. He had barely managed to utter a syllable before the stranger continued on his path-- the frustration practically emanating from his person in waves.

Ren wasn't certain what he believed, but people truly did affect their surroundings just by being present in a room. Like dipping a finger in a pool sent ripples through the water through it's entire expanse before reflecting off of the stone walls. Frowning, Ren followed.

If nothing else, this person had a clue to what was going on.]

What did you lose?

[He asked, feeling like he wasn't going to get any answers until the current problem was resolved. Clearly, the stranger didn't wish for small talk.

Neither did Ren. Idle talk was difficult.]

TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

00. Arrival

I. SIX FLAGELLANTS

II. LIKE A FIREWORK

III. MISTLETOE

Lie Ren | RWBY

Arrival

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