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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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"That's strange. ... Can you still, uh, like, talk to the Wildmother, here?"
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Scared.
He lowers his voice to a hush so the robots can't overhear him as they pass by.
"The Augur needs to be taken down, Vokodo-style. First though, we have to regain our spells."
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There's no hint of joking around now. They've been through a lot of fights together by now, and she takes his assessment seriously.
"Wouldn't mind getting my hands on some explosives, too," she mutters. "Do you know where it lives?"
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It's hard to get along with people when you're always second-guessing whether they really like you or want to use your body for an A5.
"If you want to speak to the Augur you have to head to the hospital. But, Veth, I don't think any of us should go there alone if we'll be pissing them off."
hello sorry fjord I regret that she's like this
She shakes her head and reaches out to pat his knee. (Her gaze drifts past his crotch again. Ah, jeez, Brenatto, is now really the time?)
"Fjord, buddy, trust me, I'm not going anywhere without one of you any time soon. And if you need someone to watch your back, I will. Wouldn't want anything to happen to you in your weakened state."
oh u vethhh
Wowww, so much to unpack!!
"My weakened state? I'm not — !!" Why are her eyes drifting down, gods why. He flattens his voice. "Veth, are you staring at my dick? Did you eat anything off the robots?"
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"What?! No!" she squawks, yanking her hand back from his knee. "I'm a married woman! Are you saying I should be staring at your dick?"
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He takes her by the shoulder to give her little shake.
"Did you eat or drink anything? They lace that shit with drugs, so tell me if you need to go cool off because you're being weird. I'll take you somewhere you can ... figure it out. Alone!"
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She thwacks at his hands. "C'mon, I'm fine, Fjord! You've seen me high, do I look high? You're all one color, it's fine!"
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"You're high. Shit."
What does he do, what does he do!
"Okay, fuck, hold on." Digging around in the Bag of Holding he's been carrying around whenever he heads to the beach on newbie searches, he ferrets out a bottle of water and thrusts it at Veth. "Drink that to flush out your system!"
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"Because I'm giving it to you, Veth!"
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He takes it back, stuffing it in the bag.
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Now that he's taking it back she wants it!!
No, he gets it from her, though, and she folds her arms over her chest mulishly.
"And what if I was looking at your dick? Sheesh. I have seen it before."