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

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[boarishness]

<sub>[ There are no words from Inosuke, either. Just happy splashing. He slaps his hands on the water's surface, delighted, then he throws some water onto his face. He shakes his hair out and continues, even after Akira is gone. He's learned to wash himself with shampoo and soap, but probably doesn't do the best job with it, and climbs out of the bath, leaving the dirty water for the next person who might want to use it. He's soaking wet by the time he makes himself at home, finding the sofa from before and curling up on it, covering himself loosely with the towel that he barely used as a blanket.

You could say.. he's a pig in a blanket.

His whole adventure before coming here was a bit much, so he does feel himself beginning to doze off. ]</sub>

[jokey]

[Suffice it to say that water's going right down the drain as soon as Akira returns and sees the state his bathroom's in. He'll just... mop real quick. No problem. It's fine.

Only after Akira's tended to the laundry, shuffling it into the dryer, does he find the tabled pig in a blanket of yore. Oh, goodness. Someone's looking very content, isn't he?

Akira would feel bad waking him, so for the time being, he drapes a blanket over Inosuke's resting form and tends to chores around the house. Who knew adopting a pig would be such work? When Inosuke wakes, he'll find his clothing cleaned and folded neatly on the coffee table in front of him. Akira's somewhere in the depths of his bedroom scribbling in his planner, but if Inosuke needs him, he won't be hard to find.]

[boarishness]

<sub>[ A good nap was had, so next on his list is second meal. He's learned the big, giant, cold box contains food and keeps it fresh, so once he's dressed, he'll raid it. He does take the mental appreciation (only that) that Akira is giving him food and taking care of him. It makes him feel rather fuzzy considering he had nobody to do any of these things for him his entire life. He's learning that this is something he really likes and he's been missing out on.. well, basic human decency his whole life. His human mother abandoned him; his boar mother died when he was a toddler, and the old man who taught him how to talk was never around anymore

Anyway, the fridge is getting raided. If a food item doesn't look appealing, it's going on the floor. Smash. Clash. Clatter.

Finally, he finds tempura. Not much left, but he'll devour the remainder of it, standing in front of the wide open fridge door like a gremlin. ]</sub>

[jokey]

[So like, naturally, breaking shit's going to draw Akira out of his room like a bat out of hell. He flies into the kitchen just in time to see the carnage unfolding right before his very eyes. INOSUKE, YOU CAD.........

What does he do to punish Inosuke for making a mess and raiding his fridge? Why, he grabs a wooden spoon and cracks it over his ass– literally?! Your wrought-iron pig ass fucking decimated his spoon, Inosuke. The fuck?]

Hey. [HEY YOU. ASSHOLE.] Bad dog. That's not how you behave in someone else's house.

[boarishness]

<sub>[ The spanking doesn't hurt (that ass is solid) but his heightened sense of feel does make a shiver run down his spine and he looks directly at Akira with his mouth full of tempura.

And..
swallow. ]</sub>

Are you challenging me, loser?

[jokey]

Challenging you?

[Akira is patient, Inosuke. Very, very patient, but even a saint has a point at which they'll lose their goddamned shit. Akira's slowly but surely approaching that point.]

I'm telling you to behave. If you refuse, I'll have to punish you.

[boarishness]

Don't tell me what to do. We talked about this already.

_{[ He smacks his lips and licks his fingers clean, his nose curling slightly. He dusts his hands off from any lingering tempura crumbs and faces Akira fully, arms crossing over his chest. ]}

H'oh. Tell me what sort of punishment. There ain't nothin' you can do to me.

[jokey]

You sound confident.

[Confident that there will be no repercussions for treating another guy's fridge like an all you can eat buffet, of all things. Someone who acts like an animal should know better than to steal another's precious food. That's cause enough for punishment, but Inosuke's asking him what kind of punishment he has in mind. To that, Akira can only chuckle, sliding his hands in his pockets.]

A proper one, of course. I'll give you a taste of your own medicine. [There's that chuckle again. What can he say? Inosuke's baseless confidence is infectious.] Any last words?

[boarishness]

FIGHT ME!

_{[ His eyes are wild and full of delight at what is perceived to be a threat, not at all nervous about whatever challenge that Akira is about to throw at him. He's not scared at all. ]}

I could snap you in two easily, Stick Boy!!

[jokey]

Alright. [Alright?!] You asked for it.

[Don't say you didn't when you're entirely unsure what hit you, man. It isn't often that Akira proves a point with force, but it seems unlikely he'll be able to get through to Inosuke without fucking his shit up a bit. To that end, Akira calls out his Persona and uses it to punch Inosuke square in the face. That... will probably hurt. That will probably hurt considerably, but Akira is only giving Inosuke what he asked for. Never ask him for anything ever again!!]