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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 |
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The hell are ya doin'? I don't remember ya grabbin' my ass bein' part of the agreement!
[ Not that she really has any leg to stand on after all the grabbing of his tits she's been doing up until now. ]
...I'm fine.
[ Absolutely and totally fine...
Guess where her eyes are still fixated though.]
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[ she has a point, but it was a one-and-done. he's done now. he's totally not going to try to peek over her shoulder and get one more look— nope! he turns around and crosses his arms over his chest, since it seems he's not the only one with an uncured case of wandering eyes. the only way he'll be able to talk to her is with his back turned. ]
Good. I'm fine, too. Better than fine.
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[ It's his chest and something weird is going on here- beyond the obvious. She doesn't usually act even remotely like this. ]
N' I'm even better than better than fine. [ What the hell even is that.
She should break her word and kick his ass for carrying her off like this- She would.
Maybe drag off what little he's actually got covering his torso so she can get a better-- No, no, no. Focus on something else. Anything else. ]
Who are ya and what was the point of carryin' me all the way over here?
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Anyway, it's Zoro. My name's Zoro.
[ and he's the one destined to be the best swordsman in the world. right now, however, he's just a guy with a strange butt addiction. which he's not giving into. with his back still turned, he keeps his gaze over the ocean. ]
All the way over where? I just went in a straight line. There's no way to get lost that way; we can just follow our footprints back. [ it's a foolproof strategy that doesn't take into account the wind or the way the approaching waterline has a way of washing away anything it touches. but let's pretend this is a fine method! ]
You can't keep sayin' it's not your fault. If I can resist it, so can you.
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As much as she might want to. ]
All I'm sayin' is that I've been brought to a place like this before and all of this crap only started since I got here.
[ She never makes a habit of grabbing random people's chests normally okay. ]
And ya did a fine job of resistin' it when ya were grabbin' my ass a minute ago.
[ As for his logic re them not getting lost: ] All I'm seein' is rows of tents that all look the same and your footprints gettin' washed away, Zoro.
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[ he's getting the picture... slowly... it's still strange not looking at the person he's addressing, but he stays rooted in place clean up until: ]
What?! [ now he's frantically looking up and down the beach. he had a plan! this wasn't supposed to happen! but she's entirely right; none of these tents stand out and the guide-footprints are gone. he won't panic. he gets lost all the time, but damn is this going to be annoying, as seen by the way he drags a hand over his face. ]
That was one time. You grabbed me at least thirty times! If I were somebody else, I'd probably be charging by now.
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The last place I was had different moons in the sky makin' ya act weird.
[ And by weird she also means "horny" but yeah, just going to leave that part out. It's not a stretch to think that a telescope and stars would do the same thing here.
As for his last comment: ]
I should be the one chargin' ya. Lettin' ya grab a courtesan's ass like that.
[ Clearly this man has no sense of direction whatsoever. Tsukuyo meanwhile, had been so busy trying to attack him from her place slung over his back that she probably hadn't been paying as much attention as she should have done as to where he was taking them both.
Still, she's got a fairly good sense of direction and she won't hesitate to start marching off in front of him the way she thinks they came along the beach. ]
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[ no sense of direction to be found! once tsukuyo starts off, zoro only debates for a second before following after her. he would have gone this way regardless. he knew it all along. ]
Courtesan? You mean you're really... in that line of work? [ just who the hell had he picked up and carted down the beach? ]
Fine. If that's what makes it fair, how much do I owe you? [ wait. ] YOU GRABBED ME FIRST. YOU OWE ME JUST AS MUCH, LADY!
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[ She had learnt that the hard way before. And she'd been just as stubborn about it. There will be something preventing them leaving, there always is. Doesn't matter if it's a horny planet or a horny island.
As for that question: ]
I'm Yoshiwara's Courtesan of Death.
[ Then completely bluntly: ] Be grateful you didn't do more than grab my ass. The fee for the night is set at twenty million.
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Are ya some kind of pirate gigolo now?! Go find that find ship of yours, sail around the other side of the island n' I'm sure you'll find some lonely old ladies!
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Look, if you're worth twenty million, I'm worth fifty! [ the price on his head is much, much higher, but that's for turning him in dead or alive, not for sleeping with him. ] Lonely or not, I'm chargin' you for the free show I just gave! Thirty squeezes, that's at least worth two million by your standards!
...And I don't have any money.
[ that part is less animated. he showed up to this island broke, as usual. he doesn't need money unless it's for swords. everything else — food, water, shelter — he already has it. ]
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There was no way it was that many times and even if it was-- they weren't that good to... squeeze. [ Not that she can talk... stopping- stopping is bad. Stopping means looking at him again. Him and his... chiselled-ness. ]
... And I don't have any money either.
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[ she's the kind of stubborn person that really pisses him off. and it's not like he can walk away since he's relying on her to get back to something familiar. he'll just... close his eye. that's the most reasonable thing to do here. ]
Great, so you're broke, too. [ one hand comes up the bandana he keeps around his arm. he unties it enough for it to fall into his hands, then he ties it around his eyes like a blindfold. once he's sure he can't see, he holds out a hand for her to take. ]
If you haven't got any money, the least you can do is take me back to safety. Hold my hand, don't be weird about it. It's only 'cos I can't stand to look at you for much longer.
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[ Also, wow, she would have something to say about her being stubborn - something along the lines of the pot calling the kettle black, given what she's seen so far. ]
I ain't gonna be weird about it.
Just give me one reason why I shouldn't just lead ya straight into the damn sea. [ Despite what she says, she does- reluctantly and angrily- take his hand. And there's no approaching sounds of water yet so...
She's grumbling though, as she starts dragging him along. ] Havin' your eyes covered is probably an improvement on your sense of direction.
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My sense of direction isn't the problem. [ it is, but he's not the one who's going to admit that. ] We have a navigator to handle this sort of thing; I'm not the one who's supposed to be relied on. I'm probably not the only one lost, either. Haven't seen any sign of my crew.
Besides, you're just as bad as I am right now. Just keep your eyes ahead.
[ there's something she mentioned earlier, too: ] How'd you leave your Moon Island, if you're saying they make it hard to escape? And who are they?
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[ not that she considers herself a woman - she’s a fighter first and foremost. But that’s a whole complicated thing.
she sighs. ]
It wasn’t an island - it was another planet, in another universe. That’s why nobody could just up n’ leave when they wanted to. I tried - I’m a shinobi, I investigated but the only way out of that place was when they sent us back. The planet had gods in charge, deities -
It was complicated. Just don’t even assume that you’re still in the universe ya came from.
Especially one that thinks berries is money.
[ because what the hell kind of place is that. ]
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[ and if he's going to be led along blindly by a stranger, it might help to get something of value from it. like knowing his opponent. ]
You're saying I fell into the ocean and woke up in a different universe? As if that's supposed to make more sense?
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[ Fighting is clearly this guy's Thing in some form or another. Probably his only Thing, if those scars are anything to go by- not that she's one to judge scars.
Figures that he'd want to know this stuff. ]
The place where I come from, Yoshiwara, is an underground pleasure district. It's always been ignored by the government, except for a few corrupt officials and it's beyond the reach of regular law enforcement.
I'm leader of the Hyakka- we're a paramilitary group. It's my job to keep the women safe.
[ As for that last comment: ]
It doesn't make sense- none of it does. But there's no point overthinkin' it.
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what she says, how she explains her position, it almost sounds noble. it explains the reason for the look in her eye — she could snap a man in half, probably, if she wanted to. it's good. using her strength to keep others safe is good. especially if she cares about them.
when she isn't making grabs at him, tsukuyo sounds like a decent person. zoro might even find her respectable if this conversation hadn't started with her hands on his tits. ]
You had all of that in your weird Moon God universe? ...And you should have turned left back there.
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No. That's all back home, in Japan. The moon place was where I was trapped for months before I ended up being brought to this crappy island.
[ Also have a scowl- well- another scowl. There's already been plenty of them. ]
-'N how the hell d'ya know I should'a turned left? You've got a damn blindfold on and you're clearly terrible at this.
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[ tsukuyo should not trust his compass or the way he tugs her arm in an attempt to goad them back in the 'right' direction. ]
If you've been trapped for months, you didn't try hard enough to leave. If we have people who depend on us, we can't waste any time in this place. We'll have to do everything in our power to get back to them. Even if that means taking on the 'deities' of this place.
All I've seen are robots, but they have to be serving someone at the top.
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[ Yeah, absolutely not, Zoro. She's tugging back in absolutely the opposite direction in order to try and keep going the way they are already.
Also, wow, that part about not trying hard enough - that touches a nerve clearly and she fumes. ]
If I couldn't find a way out, there was no way out. Not without their say so.
-And what's all of this we stuff you're sayin'? You're wearin' a blindfold so ya don't have to look at me.
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[ if she wants to get them more lost, that's on her. he supposes there are worse things he could be doing besides going in circles with an angry courtesan. he lets her lead, but he sure does grumble about it. ]
There's always a way out. You might have to carve the path yourself, but it's possible.
[ that last part has his eyebrow twitching. that and his grimace can be seen from around the blindfold. ]
Oh, don't give me that! You know why I can't look at you! It's not 'cos I don't want to! I mean, in a way it is... Look, it's just better this way, all right?
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And all of this stuff about there always being a way out and carving a path - he's talking like that and he's not even the Protagonist of his series. She doesn't say anything but- she always thought that way herself. Having someone else reaffirm it aloud... Maybe they can find a way off this stupid island.
But to more immediate matters: ]
And once we get back to the main part of the beach how exactly are ya plannin' on gettin' around anywhere else with a blindfold on?
Ya won't be able to avoid everyone and their asses - we don't know when or how this thing is gonna wear off.
[ And by the way, she's starting to see some familiar landmarks again. It's supremely validating that her sense of direction is definitely better than his.
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[ not that he'd planned ahead this far, but now that they're here... sure, he can find a seat for himself along the beach somewhere. he'll be patient, maybe get some blind workouts in. you don't need to be able to see in order to do a few hundred push-ups. maybe the effort will do something to clear his head, too. ]
You should do something useful with your time. Work on a plan, maybe. Get a blindfold for yourself so you don't go around getting handsy with every chest you see.
The next time we meet, Tsukuyo, I'm going to look you in the eye.
[ maybe not any time soon with this weird telescope curse going on... but one day! ]
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