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TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU
| TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU |
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. STARGAZER On the first night that new arrivals wash ashore, the moon rises. It's full and beautiful and surrounded by stars. The robots quickly bring old, dusty telescopes out of storage and line them up on the beach to help people get a truly spectacular view. "Look to the heavens! Behold, the chicken, the cat, the owl, the donkey!" It's... the cock, the pussy, the hooters, and the ass. For the rest of the night, characters will become fixated on the specific asset associated with the constellation they've gotten an eyeful of. Whether this leads to some body worship or just casual appreciation is up to you. You can learn about the stars and constellations later this month in some of the rare, non-pornographic books in the library. (More info will go up soon, so please be patient!) II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION An ancient courting ritual has been announced! It involves the give-and-take of candy hearts with slogans printed on them. Of course, since these hearts are being manufactured by robots, their sense of taste is a little... off? Or perhaps off-putting? "You'll do." "5/10." "Acceptable." "Sloppy Seconds." Receiving a negative heart makes one feel insecure, jealous, and submissive. "Be mine." "Nicest ass." "Swell bulge." "They're good lays, Bront." Receiving a positive heart will make one feel confident, boastful, and dominant. Your friendly neighborhood 'bots will give them out to anyone who asks - and maybe even those who don't. III. Eat Or Dare The robots have set up a stall by the beach with a banner that reads: Eat Or Dare. They have procured bigger candy hearts than ever before -- fist-sized and larger -- with actions written on them instead of derogatory slogans. "Take a dive." "Lick me." "Get handsy." The name of the game is to follow the instructions or forfeit the challenge by making the evidence disappear into your mouth. Delicious! Those who eat the candy hearts will feel themselves getting giddy and unreasonably invested in the love affairs of others. They will feel compelled to play matchmaker to spread the cheer. N A V I G A T I O N |
Vane | Granblue Fantasy
[ Vane washes up like a dead fish, flopped on his back with his blond curls stuck to his face. His axe is, by some luck, still in his hand. He spits the saltwater out of his mouth and rolls onto his side, getting coated in sand.
He loves the beach! Not like this. This is not the beach in Auguste. This is cold who knows where, it looks like. When he looks across the sand and up beyond the beach, it looks so gloomy and so different from any place he'd seen from the ramparts of the airship. Worst of all: He can spot no familiar faces washed up on the shore with him.
Where was the captain? Lancey? Lyria? Vyrn-- anyone?
He gets up onto his feet with the help of the handle of his axe, feeling 50 pounds heavier with his chainmail and armor and his waterlogged clothes. They wouldn't have left him here, but maybe they're further down the beach? Maybe they're still in the water?
Shit, maybe they are still in the water!
He hefts his axe and starts trudging against the resistance of the sand and the weight of his clothes, shouting: ]
Oi! Captain! Lancey! Lyria?! Where are you guys?! Ooiii!!
STARGAZER.
[ Vane is still pouty over the circumstances of being here. He's lonely. He hasn't found anyone. He doesn't like being separated from his friends or his home more than anyone else, but loneliness does not sit well with him. He just wants to go home!
But what can he do? He's not smart and he doesn't have any kind of abilities that would help him leave right now.
At least he can try and distract himself a little with the telescoped when the stars, to the naked eye, do look pretty!
But then he looks. And he yelps and falls back, sputtering with a bright red face. ]
W-wah! That's not a -- What! What!!
[ Whatever he saw, cherry boy was not prepared for it. He looks absolutely shocked. The nature of this place has not hit him yet. ]
IT'S NOT CHOCOLETTO BUT...
[ Vane is historically lacking in luck when it comes to Valentine's, so showing up during a very similar time doesn't make him happy. He is the guy who does not get chocolates while Lancelot deservedly does. He isn't jealous, his self esteem is just low.
But maybe you can cheer him up! He's a big, cheery looking guy still exploring around the nameless city hopefully without his big, fuck-off axe. He might like a nice friendly sweet! Give it a shot. ]
stargazer
[ In Vane's wheeling and spluttering, he nearly bowls over a much smaller person--a delicate lady, in fact! Dorothea is actually used to hanging around beefy boys in armor, so she manages to sidestep in time, but her hands are firmly planted on her hips. ]
Are you all right?
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[ He looks back at Dorothea, still soaked in embarrassment, but gathering himself back together as quickly as he can. His smile, wide and nervous, flashes onto his face as he rubs his hand against his neck. ]
Ah! Sorry, sorry. Y-Yeah! I'm fine! Just-- just nothing! Perfectly, totally fine!
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[ She gives his arm a conciliatory pat, her own smile amused but sincere. ]
Well, there's no harm done, so just make sure to watch out in the future, all right? You wouldn't want to run anyone over.
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[ He does not want the pretty lady to look at the lewd stars. It will only be deathly embarrassing for both of them, but especially him. ]
No, no, I don't. Ah-- oh, sorry! I should introduce myself after bumpin' into you at least! [ He clears his throat then grins, holding out his hand. ]
I'm Vane! Vice captain of the Order of the White Dragons! Nice to meet ya, miss!
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[ Unless it's some ultra-elite or secret corps within the Knights of Seiros, but there isn't any identifying crest on him so she doubts that's the case. ]
We must be from different worlds, in that case, or I'm certain I'd have heard of you. The pleasure is mine, though. I'm Dorothea.
[ She extends her hand and places it in his much, much larger one. Goodness but he is large. ]
Have you been here long, Vane?
beach episode;
Perhaps, it's to Vane's great fortune that Lucio finds him first, though Siegfried might have been a better choice, come to think of it. Regardless, he does wave at the knight good-naturedly in some vague assurance that no, Vane is not entirely alone here and that this place really isn't all that bad... depending on how amenable one is to completing certain required activities. ]
I am afraid I have not yet come across anyone you mentioned. Though Siegfried remains on the island with his trusted canine companion... and the Great Enkindler Percival had also been here briefly.
[ He looks Vane over and summons a handy towel for him. Where it came from originally...
probably from Siegfried's bathroomone can only guess. ]Shall I create a fire to offer you further warmth?
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Doesn't matter, he thinks, he's crew! Crew is family! Crew means he's not all by his lonesome! He's already tearing up, especially when he hears the name of a certain heroic knight. ]
Ha? Siegfried? Siegfried is here? Really? Is it just him? And did Percy leave, then? Really really?
[ This tells him 1. he's even less alone than he thought and 2. one CAN leave! The tears are threatening to flow here.
He pulls his towel around him. ]
Thank you! Thank you so much! Ah... I-I can probably manage to build a fire. I didn't even think about it. I wanted to see if the Captain or anyone was here! Where is 'here'? Did the ship go down? What happened?
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The ship did not arrive here with us. Perhaps, the vessel is too large to cross the border between dimensions or there are too many crew members within. The Augur appears to be somewhat limited in its capabilities.
[ Or likely, it requires some form of payment upfront to accomplish that feat. Either way, Lucio can't imagine such a place would sit well with a great many of their crew members, given what's being asked of them. This is probably for the best. ]
I should start at the beginning. A "super computer" of unknown origin has brought us here for an unknown reason to complete acts of great intimacy in order to provide the land with fertile grounds and improve the general quality of life on this island.
[ Which is about the best summary he can give at the moment. It's strange not having all the answers for once. ]
Stars~
Raphael!? [Lorenz Hellman Gloucester does not shout but he does raise his voice, lifting a hand to wave at the blonde as he approaches. Only for his shoulders to slump as he gets closer, sighing deeply and sweeping his hair back over his shoulder.]
Ah... Good evening. My apologies if I startled you I... thought I recognized you.
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Ah-- Oh! Sorry, but, ah, I don't know if I remember us meeting. Have we met? What's your name?
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[He feels a bit guilty, the way Vane looks so very confused. Lorenz tries to smile, soft, subdued, perfectly polite.]
And.... you are?
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[ He was probably looking forward to seeing the person he thought he was seeing. ]
beach
Immediately, he drops his fishing gear and rushes towards the water, meeting him as he makes his way across the sand. ]
Vane!
[ There are a few giveaways that Siegfried hasn't similarly washed ashore: 1) he isn't completely waterlogged like his friend is, and 2) he's not wearing his armor, instead clad in comfortable civilian clothes. ]
Are you alright?
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Vane is already choking up when he sees the now familiar face of the former Dragonslayer. ]
Siegfried!!
[ He is trying his best to not let his tears spill over, but he can't hide the complete relief on his face. He looks... very dry! Comparatively. ]
I'm alright! Where are we? What happened? Are you alright?!
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Calm down, Vane. We should get you dry, first. There's a lot to explain, but you'll just have to trust me that everything is alright.
[ Well, sort of. There's no real good way to break it to him that he is definitely not home, and that there isn't any way to return. One thing at a time. ]
Chocolate ouo
He's considering who to approach next as he looks at his contact list while carrying the wrapped goodies in his backpack.
...while this isn't "walking off a cliff" bad, he does foolishly walk right into Vane from behind, bumping his head against something firm enough for it to hurt a little. (Metal? A firm physique? In any case, it definitely isn't made of glass.]
O-o-o-ow! [ At the very least, he does register it as a man that he hit. A very well built one at that, enough to intimidate him a little because he is not known to be physically imposing at all despite being a little taller than the average. ]
S-sorry!