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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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[ Wow. ] Sounds kinda like the place I just came from to be honest. [ For once could she get mysteriously get sucked into another universe/planet/whatever that isn't obsessed with fucking? Apparently not. ]
Well, I ain't got any deep-seated desires to go around grabbing stranger's pectorals so it's definitely the first one.
...I thought I made it clear that I don't need any help- because I don't.
[ Okay, Tsukuyo, then why is your hand now feeling around and sliding over his other pec? ]
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As you wish. Although, if you desire to explore other areas of my physique, you are welcome to satisfy your curiosity.
[ For him, it's nothing more than a flesh encasement of his core, and he has no particular aversion to being examined. The robots quite like to do so from time to time much to his amsuement. ]
May I suggest my abdomen? I have been told it is rather firm for cupping as well. Or I suppose the gluteal muscles may also be cupped.
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Tsukuyo blinks, listening. ]
...Ya askin' me to cup yer butt?
[ Tsukuyo, why do you look like you're about to hit him when you're the one that started this by grabbing his tit? Intentionally or not. ]
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[ It makes no real difference to him, though he's still trying to figure out the whys behind her actions. The thought process might simply be a little too far beyond his own comprehension for him to adequately understand. Maybe if he were to touch hers, he could gain some better insight, but ...she doesn't look happy.
He doesn't want to try his luck. He's been around mortals long enough to know there are just some things you do not do. Instead, he asks- ]
Shall I turn around, or is this position adequate?