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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[sharpestsword]

[ She has no trouble picking up where she left off. The hands in her hair are welcome and she encourages him with a soft moan she hopes he can feel. This time she ventures closer. Her own hands find their way to his hips and down to his legs. It's no accident when they slide right over that bulge. She's not exactly shy and even a little pleased to find she's elicited that kind of response. She must be doing something right. ]

[edamamepon]

[ There's a moment where Makoto is worried, it's such a foreign feeling for him to feel a sound that it takes him a moment to register that she's moaning. But it's pretty encouraging for him and it helps keep that determination of his afloat.

Makoto doesn't jump this time when she's moved south, having guessed already that this was a possibility, though he can feel his anxiety level shoot up a notch when she touches him over his pants. He still has no volume control, so although he thinks his groan is quiet, it's louder than he thinks.

It's probably not a bad thing that he's distracted by what her hands are doing, since it forces him to be a little less controlled with his mouth, the kiss turning a little sloppier and rougher on his end. The hand on her waist tenses, moving to the small of her back. ]

[sharpestsword]

[ He seems to like it. She can tell from that not so inconspicuous groan which makes her smile. She shifts down to kiss his neck. Meanwhile her hands are moving a little more deliberately. She finds his waistband of his pants and slips a hand in to play with him more directly. ]

[edamamepon]

[ When she moves to his neck, he lets out a shaky breath, his hand loosening in her hair and threading through it encouragingly. He swallows hard as she plants those kisses, each one leaving a sensation that lingers. It's almost ticklish but he doesn't mind. He manages to loosen his belt for her just in time, only fumbling a little with the hand that isn't still in her hair before pressing it against his mouth to muffle the sounds he can feel tumbling out.

All of this is a little much for him though and he can't believe this is actually happening right now. His grip in her hair is shaky as he glances around, though he relaxes a second later when no one around them seems to notice or care what's happening. ]

[sharpestsword]

[ She's not about to stop now. He's nice and warm and feels good against her lips, and she likes those sounds he's making. She leaves him a little bite as she begins to stroke him. Not knowing whether there's anyone around does make it a little more exciting. If she works quickly maybe they'll finish before they get caught. She slides over until she's leaning with her open mouth poised over his lap and pulls his cock free from his pants. ]

[edamamepon]

[ This is all so sudden. Makoto can't even think straight. And that bite doesn't help at all; the feeling of her teeth scraping sensitive skin shooting straight to his dick. It twitches against her hand and he's mortified, face as red as it's ever been.

The hand in her hair stays there, following her as she slides over and Makoto finds himself watching her in shock. Crap, this is the hottest thing that's ever happened to him. He freezes though, torn on whether to guide her or stop her. His other hand runs down his face and he makes a quiet, frustrated sound as he leans his head back. Without looking back down at her, he moves to tangle his hand in her hair again, this time with a shaky yet encouraging pull to guide her down. ]

[sharpestsword]

[ He's been good to her so far so she doesn't mind. She doesn't hesitate to take him into her mouth once she feels his hand in her hair. He must have remembered that she likes that. Her pace starts off slow, pulling back every so often to lick him in between sucking. She's done this enough that she doesn't really need to see what she's doing. ]

[edamamepon]

[ It's a good thing that she knows what she is doing, because Makoto is barely able to function beyond dropping his other hand to join the first when her mouth touches him. He looks down again so he can watch her, though he feels slightly guilty since she is blind. Makoto seems to also have forgotten to care about the sounds he's making, little gasps and low sounds panted out in response to everything she does. He wants to compliment her but doesn't trust himself to try and form words, opting instead to continue threading his fingers through her hair, stroking and letting his blunt nails run gently against her scalp. ]

[sharpestsword]

[ She goes as deep as she can. Something of a personal challenge to herself. Her head starts to move faster and then her hands join in as well. Right now it's all she's focused on. Anonymous sex is one thing but this takes it to an entirely new level and she finds she kind of likes it. ]

[edamamepon]

[ Makoto honestly can't keep track of what her mouth is doing any more, it's all just hot and wet and --everything just feels so intense like he's short-circuiting. This is the first time a girl's even been willing to do this since his dick is more than a little above average. But this was way better than anything he'd ever even fantasized about. Makoto's hands lose focus, barely able to stay in her hair. He leans over her as he feels himself getting close, his hands shaky. ]

Ah, I'm-

[ And then he's letting out a long, drawn out sound, hoping she's gotten enough of a heads up but he can't stop now. ]

[sharpestsword]

[ It helps in that regard that she can't see. She may have underestimated him by the feel alone. But even the feeling of almost choking on his size doesn't stop her. She appreciates the warning and braces herself, gripping tightly on his thighs. ]

[edamamepon]

[ Makoto's pretty loud when his orgasm hits him like a truck, hands twitching in her hair and toes curling in his shoes as he releases into her. Only halfway through his guttural moan does his hearing slowly start to return. Not that he notices since he's curled over her and his brain takes a moment to reconnect with reality.

When he comes down, he relaxes his grip and leans back slightly, still catching his breath. His face is still flushed and his expression slackened, though his attention turns completely to her. He's almost worried he's hurt her and the concern that takes over his face is genuine as he moves to press his hand to her cheek again. ]

That was- You're- [ He takes a deep breath, keeping his eyes on her face. ]

Can you see? Are you okay?

[sharpestsword]

[ That sure was a noise. Her own are significantly more muffled against him as he comes. Finally she pulls back and looks up at him. His face slowly comes into focus. Her efforts seemed to have paid off. He certainly was quite a bit to handle but all in all she's fine. She may be a little sore but it's nothing she wouldn't expect. ]

Oh, I can see now. Hi, what's your name?

[edamamepon]

That's a relief. I was a little worried it wouldn't work.

[ Makoto sighs, like a huge weight's been lifted off him. ]

My name's Makoto Edamura. Thanks for that... uh, what's your name?

[ He feels so awkward, but his expression is calm enough. That is, until he realizes that he's still hanging out of his pants and has to fumble to get himself back in order. ]

[sharpestsword]

Julieta Juris.

[ Good to have confirmation that he can hear as well. She licks her lips for anything left. At last they can actually talk. And she can get a good look at him. She straightens herself up next to him, but not before stealing a glance at what she just had in her mouth. ]

It's a good thing it did. I'd have a hard time piloting without my eyesight.

[edamamepon]

Well, I guess it's nice to finally meet you.

[ Makoto laughs a little because the whole situation is backwards isn't it? Introducing themselves after all of that feels a little silly, even. His gaze flickers to her lips before settling back on her eyes, and he's smiling politely at her, if not a little more lopsided than usual.

Now that he's decent, he actually doesn't feel as bad as he thought he would. Sure, he still feels weird about it and it's probably seared into his memory forever, but she seems fine. He thinks she seems oddly calm about the whole thing, which he doesn't have time to ponder on when she starts talking again. ]

Oh, are you a pilot? What do you fly?
[ Makoto straightens up, looking far too excited. Of course, his first thought goes to planes. ]

[sharpestsword]

I'll show you.

[ She gets this question a lot and this time she's ready. Rather than trying to explain, she brings up a picture of the mobile suit on her device and shoves that at him instead. That should be enough to tell her what level of technology he's used to. It's encouraging that he's at least interested. ]

[edamamepon]

[ Makoto is indeed interested, eyes lighting up. But he is fully expecting some sort of plane or something. Which is not what he sees. ]

Huh? [ There's pause as he takes in the photo. He glances at her questioningly. But it doesn't seem like a joke. ]

Are you saying you pilot a robot!?
[ Makoto's voice goes up an octave when he gets louder, voice cracking. ]

[sharpestsword]

[ He's still loud even when he can hear. She squints slightly and then nods. ]

Yes, there are a few of them here. You can see for yourself.

[edamamepon]

[ Makoto is still a little shocked but he doesn't think she's lying.
At least his volume is back to normal. ]

That's... That's so cool.
Was it something you learned here?

[sharpestsword]

I brought it with me. This is something I've been around for just about as long as I can remember.

[ So she's pretty good if she does say so herself. Maybe he'll get a chance to see her in action one day. ]

[edamamepon]

[ Now, he's fascinated and has far too many questions he wants to ask her all of a sudden. Brought it with her? ]

They let you bring your robot here?
I'm sorry, this is probably a stupid question. But have you tried using it to escape?

[sharpestsword]

That's definitely a stupid question.

[ She just stares at him. Judging. ]

[edamamepon]

Yea, that's fair. Sorry.
I just wasn't sure if you'd been here long enough to try yet.

[ Makoto sighs, before shrugging and leaning back on the bench in defeat. It was worth a shot. ]

How long have you been stuck here, then?

[sharpestsword]

Nearly seven months. This place was nothing but ruins when we got here.

[ So they've pretty much tried everything. She'll give him a moment if he needs it. She was there once too. ]