TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU

[erkumods]

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

Comments

[heretic_blade]

Yeah, 'course I do.

[ A Servant's body just didn't scar. If it did, he would be a mess of scars. As it is, his skin is completely unblemished.

He tenses up in response to being grabbed, a similar reflex. All the ways he can retaliate if necessary go through his mind in a hurry for...nothing. The tension leaves him as quickly as it came. ]

Ain't real used to this kinda attention, huh?

[ An idle question as he teases his other nipple in the same way in slow, lazy circles. ]

A shame 'cause ya got a real nice body.

[forkuina]

[ maybe he should apologize for his reaction, the way they both freeze in a moment that, in another context, could be indicative of a fight. but izō's hands are back on him, so he imagines it's an apology accepted. ]

No. Got more than enough horny idiots in my crew. [ he can think of one in particular, but nearly everyone on the Sunny has their moments. zoro tends to stay far, far away when their antics go down that route. he's above that.

...just not in this moment, he's not. his breath hitches, his chest rises, and he rolls his his hips against izō's ass completely involuntarily. and, ugh, they're not talking about him right now. ] What about you? You bring people to shacks often?

[heretic_blade]

[ Whatever you tell yourself to feel better, Zoro. Izō presses his ass down and starts to slowly grind against him. ]

Brought plenty'a people t'bed with me. [ One more thing to needlessly brag about. ] Jus'...not lately. Not like this, either.

[ There's nothing usual about this encounter. But that's fine. It's scratching the itch he has and if that stops him from staring at everyone's chests, so much the better. He does have to admit that Zoro has a very nice chest and it feels good to smooth his hands over the muscle and scars, to squeeze and gently massage his pecs; even if he doesn't say it out loud, it's very obvious he's enjoying it in his state of undress. ]