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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.

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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!)

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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.
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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.

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N A V I G A T I O N

Threaded | Flat

((OOC: Cross-canon only for the 00s; castmates or cross-canon welcome for I & II))

00a.
"Oh, not good." Jaune is planted on the beach, sprawled face-first in the sand, and as he picks himself up, he's clutching his stomach queasily. His waterlogged jeans cling to his legs, and his hoodie, encrusted in sand and weighing him down, is pulled off and wrung out after only a moment.

"Did anybody... get the number... of that airship?" He's a little disoriented, still; it's all he can manage to keep his nausea under control.

00b.
Toweled off and further up the beach, he's frowning at his Augur bracelet. "What?! No! That's not what I meant to search! Back, back back back..." red-faced and stammering, stabbing his finger on the controls, he's entirely oblivious to anyone approaching him.

00c.
Within an hour or two, he's claimed a tent on the beach, somewhere with a good vantage point so he can scan the shore, looking for familiar faces among new arrivals. He can't have been separated from his team. That's... just not something he's going to allow. So when they turn up, he'll be watching for them...

And he'll keep watching, hour after hour, until long after dark.

I. The Donkey
His first thought had been that commandeering a telescope might make it easier for him to search for his friends. But one glimpse at the constellations changes that, and suddenly, he's paying a lot more attention to the strangers on the beach, gaze wide-eyed, earnest, and lingering.

II. STUD
In the morning, he's received an... unconventional ration... from the robots, and he only spends a short time staring in dismay at the heart reading "STUD" before he eats it. Food is food.

It... cheers him up. It tastes bad, yeah, but Jaune suddenly finds he has energy, and very little hesitation about taking off his shirt and starting his morning stretches. He had to stay in shape, after all. Anyone passing by is flashed a smile and a bright greeting. He still doesn't understand what's going on in this place, and he's not sure how much of what he's heard he believes, but... he can handle this. Nobody's trying to kill him right now, so... he's definitely survived a lot worse.

Edited 2021-01-18 21:06 (UTC)

00.

[ The last thing that Chung Myung remembers before surfacing, coughing and sputtering from the water in his mouth, is having set a single foot on the bridge to the afterlife. After over a thousand years as a tiny speck of a soul he hadn't expected his journey to a final rest to be so tumultuous.

Or quite so painful either. His lungs burn as he spits out water, gasping to take air back in as quickly as possible, and suddenly it hits him.

He stays kneeling in the sand for a moment longer as he gives a final few coughs to clear away all of the remaining water, before pressing his right hand over the left side of his surprisingly warm chest. The rhythmic thump that greets him still manages to take him by surprise, and Chung Myung lets his arm fall limp as he finally pushes himself into a stand, staring around him in confusion.

It takes him a moment to push the wet hair fully out of his face, and notice the robots making their way across the beach towards him. Without a smile he barks out a rough laugh. ]

She really is a capricious god...

I.

[ There's something mockingly cruel about his very first night on a new world having such a meaningful and painful reminder from home glaring down at him. While other people are staring at the various constellations, Chung Myung has been staring forlornly at the moon.

Up until a particular pushy robot comes to shove him towards the telescopes. ]

Should I?

[ And he holds up one hand to indicate it's fine, he'll go check out what the robot wants him to see so badly. Continued existence for so many centuries after his death still hasn't made him anything remotely close to technologically savvy, and the robots are different than anything that he's seen before. He's still not entirely sure how to interact with them, and is finding it easier to limit his dealings with them.

So he'll approach someone standing by a telescope instead, tilting his head to the side a little to try and gauge what set of stars they might be seeing, before asking. ]

Which animal are you looking at?

III.

[ His luck with these robots doesn't seem to be all that great. While Chung Myung is still uncertain around them, they sure seem perfectly fine with him, and when he wanders just a little too close to their stand to take a look one is very fast to shove a large candy heart directly into his hand.

He hadn't even been asked if he wanted to take part in this game or not. ]

Edited 2021-01-18 21:51 (UTC)

↷ MISSION : ARRIVAL

[ Waterlogged, covered in sand, and vaguely feeling sick to his stomach, Duo Maxwell comes to shore. The long rope of hair cascading down his back probably weighs more than his head, by now, and Duo begins his grumpy arrival by making sure to keep his hair on his shoulder.

Otherwise it’s a headache that’s more literal than figurative as he trudges off to dry off.

Later, new arrivals or others around will find the former Deathscythe pilot posted up in one of the shanty buildings, his clothes scattered to drip dry in sun beams or where ever he could find a raised surface, reduced to his underwear for the time being since he was soaked down to his boots. His muttering would be the first indication that someone was there, though, a little chorus of - fucking water, fucking sand every so often cresting louder than his other miserable mutterings.

Should you choose to investigate, there’s Duo Maxwell, reedy and pale from his time in space, a few scattered scars, but mostly attempting to comb out that long hair from bottom to top with what he has to allow it to dry.

He hears an intruder faster than he spots them, sighing out : ]

What’d’ya want? Can’t a guy get his shit together in peace?

↷ MISSION : STIMULATING CONVERSATION

[ Perhaps as a former L2 kid Duo has been a bit behind the curve, so to speak. This whole candy hearts thing is new to him on the whole, but of course he’ll take to it readily. Or at the very least is open to trying.

So he asks a robot about them, receiving a few pieces of candy dumped in his hands for inspection.

… Of course, ‘Acceptable’ is the first one turned upward, and though Duo has a bit of a laugh about it, it’s.. well. Not really ideal to give to most people.

He moves along anyway, assessing the crowd around for a moment before he makes his move.

Depending on whether he’s in a sweet or a devious move, he will boldly traipse up to the person he’s set eyes on, reaching out to deliver your choice of :

”You’ll Do” or ”Swell Bulge.” to your character.

Pick your poison? ]

↷ MISSION : EAT OR DARE

[ Now this is Duo’s kind of challenge. He sees a few of the options and does little more than raise his brows and laugh, ever jovial in the face of a challenge. Though, to be fair…

Most of his challenges in life had been in the face of ‘lose your life’ or something to that effect, so getting a little handsy, or something to that effect? Is practically child’s play for him. And so, bold as ever, the braided pilot swaggers up to be offered a candy heart, hands out eagerly as it’s placed there for him to read –

“Eat Me.” ]

Interesting. Wonder what counts.

↷ MISSION : EAT OR DARE 2.0

[ Alternately, Duo gets a candy with a slogan he isn’t really willing to fulfill, and decides to eat the chalky candy no matter how long it takes to chew through. Immediately he’s feeling a good bit more bright and giddy, wandering amongst people with an easy, almost snarky smirk gracing that baby face of his.

He may notice what he thinks is a pining look, or a stare that goes for a little too long, and sidle up to a stranger in the crowd - ]

Hey. So, you gonna talk to ‘em?

Need me to break the ice for you?

↷ MISSION : CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

[ Is there a prompt here you’d like to do but I didn’t put it on here? Hit me with it and let’s play. :)

Any questions just hit me with a message, but I’m sure anything will be fine! ]

Arriving and Star Gazing

Disorientation and confusion were not the fox's default for most things, but he figured he could be given a pass, by himself and others, this time around. It wasn't everyday one washed up on a beach outside of movies, after all, and less so with no real explanation. Not to mention the rather strange greeting party and strange bracelet he is given.

Thankfully, it is also not his default to just remain still, so after using the towel to dry down his hair as much as possible, everything else will have to air dry, he begins a perusal of this strange place, taking in as much as he can before night falls, and seemingly not worried about walking up to anyone he sees to try and find out where he is and what exactly is going on. Or seemingly worried what is on the bracelet itself.

Toward nightfall he has slipped back down to the beach, and will take an open tent to rest, though not before looking through the strange telescopes at the donkey. And finding a great deal more confusion than earlier in the day as he finds he has a bit of a sudden staring problem; one that even his thousand year old self, or maybe the immature 19 human self, blushes at momentarily.

Eat or Dare

Kurama finds the stall set up by the robots the next day, but although he takes one of the sweets, he doesn't quite eat it, perhaps distrusting it or thinking this is not what one eats for breakfast. It's probably a mistake, though he isn't sure, because now he has in hand a weird, but almost karmically fitting, dare to "lick me." And is very much pondering it, candy fully visible to anyone who cares to look and ask.

Wildcard

Give him candies, bother him at random, whatever you wish! Feel free to bug me in PM or whatnot if you have a question.

BIG KNIGHT ON THE BEACH.

[ Vane washes up like a dead fish, flopped on his back with his blond curls stuck to his face. His axe is, by some luck, still in his hand. He spits the saltwater out of his mouth and rolls onto his side, getting coated in sand.

He loves the beach! Not like this. This is not the beach in Auguste. This is cold who knows where, it looks like. When he looks across the sand and up beyond the beach, it looks so gloomy and so different from any place he'd seen from the ramparts of the airship. Worst of all: He can spot no familiar faces washed up on the shore with him.

Where was the captain? Lancey? Lyria? Vyrn-- anyone?

He gets up onto his feet with the help of the handle of his axe, feeling 50 pounds heavier with his chainmail and armor and his waterlogged clothes. They wouldn't have left him here, but maybe they're further down the beach? Maybe they're still in the water?

Shit, maybe they are still in the water!

He hefts his axe and starts trudging against the resistance of the sand and the weight of his clothes, shouting: ]

Oi! Captain! Lancey! Lyria?! Where are you guys?! Ooiii!!

STARGAZER.

[ Vane is still pouty over the circumstances of being here. He's lonely. He hasn't found anyone. He doesn't like being separated from his friends or his home more than anyone else, but loneliness does not sit well with him. He just wants to go home!

But what can he do? He's not smart and he doesn't have any kind of abilities that would help him leave right now.

At least he can try and distract himself a little with the telescoped when the stars, to the naked eye, do look pretty!

But then he looks. And he yelps and falls back, sputtering with a bright red face. ]

W-wah! That's not a -- What! What!!

[ Whatever he saw, cherry boy was not prepared for it. He looks absolutely shocked. The nature of this place has not hit him yet. ]

IT'S NOT CHOCOLETTO BUT...

[ Vane is historically lacking in luck when it comes to Valentine's, so showing up during a very similar time doesn't make him happy. He is the guy who does not get chocolates while Lancelot deservedly does. He isn't jealous, his self esteem is just low.

But maybe you can cheer him up! He's a big, cheery looking guy still exploring around the nameless city hopefully without his big, fuck-off axe. He might like a nice friendly sweet! Give it a shot. ]

I. Arrival

[ When she rouses in the sea with no memory of how she got there, she scrambles to the shore in a panic, coughing up seawater as she drags herself out of the surf. She is absolutely waterlogged, the heavy fabric of her dress weighing her limbs down as she tries to figure out where the devil she is. Beaches she's visited flash through her mind, but none of them look like this. Also, none of the places she's ever visited have had strange mechanical dolls tottering around who weren't in the business of trying to kill her, but when one of them ambles up to offer her a towel and a bracelet, she's too stunned to turn it down. What kind of day is this turning out to be?

A bit later, she can be found seated in the sand above the water line to dry out in the sun. If she spots you, she'll hop to her feet and fruitlessly attempt to brush the sand off of her skirt as she jogs towards you. It's a relief just to see another person. ]

Hey! Do you live here?

[ Of course, if you happen to be from Fodlan, the reaction could vary quite a lot... ]

II. Turn your eyes to the skies

[ Dorothea will admit to being a little overwhelmed. A lot has gone on today, she's seen a host of strange and unusual things, and by the time evening rolls around she's ready to take a page from Linhardt's book and have a nap. The little robots that roam around the island are insistent, though, calling people over to have a look at the stars through their telescopes. She's seen telescopes before at Garreg Mach, but those had always been carefully oiled and polished. She's a bit hesitant to put her eye to the viewfinder for fear of getting flecks of rust in it, but if it will get the robot to stop haranguing her she'll do it.

The constellation is a bit difficult to make out at first, but she's informed very definitively that it's meant to be an owl. She supposes she can see it, if she squints. Stepping away, she thanks the robots and decides to find a place to sleep. Spotting you, though, her eyes are drawn immediately down, and if you say something to her she seems distracted. With a great force of will, her eyes snap back up to your face. ]

I'm... I'm sorry, what were you saying?

III. Sweet as candy

[ Goddess, but these robots certainly are bothersome little things, aren't they? First the telescope, now this? The moment she passes their little kiosk, she's waylaid by a bot handing her a ridiculously large piece of candy with the words "BITE ME" written in bold script across the face. She's never been one for propriety but this seems a bit forward, even for her. Besides, she's not going to go around biting people at random.

Turning to where you stand nearby, cheeks flushed, she holds up the candy heart for you to examine. ]

Are you playing this game as well? We don't have anything like this where I'm from.

IV. Wildcard

[ Hit me with anything, tbh. I can be found at

mochihearts if you'd like to plot anything. Still deciding on Dorothea's route, leaning towards silver snow or verdant wind at the moment. ]

00. Arrival

Lady Hellaine had some experience already when it came to portals and dimensions, though never had she arrived somewhere so abruptly. The water was nice though, so there was that at least. Small blessing and all that.

Taking a moment to appreciate the sensation of waves lightly batting against her borrowed body, Lady Hellanie took the fancy hat from off her head and shook free her long, tumbling, curls of ivory hair. Laying back in the water, letting herself be moved as she floated. She could feel her pods and stems feeling out as her body felt weightless. A very new and exciting thing to feel indeed.

Finally, after having stripped off some of the more restricting articles of her clothing, Lady Hellaine scooped up the soggy garments, clad now in only a tightly bound corset and the plain white underskirts and vest of her Victorian Gothic ensemble. Had her butler Goodwill arrived with her, he might have insisted she acted more ladylike!

Looking over towards the first person she saw, speaking in an overly polite yet extremely expectant manor."Oh, excuse me, are you going to take these? I couldn't possibly carry this all myself" Smiling a beautiful smile, though, upon closer inspection, it looked rather forced.

I. STARGAZER

The night sky was absolutely beautiful, wasn't it? Lady Hellaine thought so, though she was too busy lost in thought when the little robots handed her a telescope. She's never seen a telescope before let alone used one! Turning the object over a few time in her hands, holding it to her eyes one at a time and frowning. Finally spotting a closer look at the pretty constellations, lingering on one for a little longer than he cared to admit.

Blinking as she lowered the telescope to her side, a curious brow raised when she found herself staring once more. Only, this time, instead of looking at the four-legged creature painted by the stars, her fixation was captured and locked on the person walking past. Tilting her head rather unsubtly to get a better look at their behind. "I say..."

[ Alternativly; ]

Lady Hellaine did not look impressed, though, it was hard to read her beautiful, porcelain expression. "Do you mind? It's rude to stare."

II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION

"What the devil is that supposed to mean?" Gently tapping on your arm to get your attention. "One of those small, metallic chaps handed me this. What exactly am I to do with it?" She opened her hand exposing a candy heart that read "They're good lays, Bront." The thing is, Lady Hellaine doesn't really enjoy eating at the best of times and now she's expected to eat this?

III. Eat Or Dare

It wasn't like she had intended to wind up by the stall! Honestly, the Lady was lost without Goodwill or Rory around to tell them what they should and shouldn't be doing. And people were friendly here, well the robots were at least and they seemed to be helpful enough to keep handing Lady Hellaine things. This time, it was a large candy heart that read "Lick me." Seemed simply enough, though it could pose quite the danger should she have to lick anyone else. "I don't understand. What am I supposed to be linking?"

00. Arrival

Picture this if you will. A beautiful mermaid, thrusting themself up upon a protruding rock from the sea. The waves crashing around them in pretty pearlescent splashes of colour, fish and dolphin jumping up to cross over their head while a rainbow arched behind them, sparkling and vibrant. Naked apart from a seashell bra and a pearl necklace, with flowing locks of pastel pink hair.

Sounds like quite the sight, doesn't it? Well, that's nothing like what's actually happening.

Sure, they were thrust upon a rock, only the waves kind of threw them there abruptly. Oh and they're not a mermaid, no, they're a very slim, very tall, very wet Firbolg. They weren't exactly naked either but the thin silk shirt they wore was transparent from the water, so they might as well have been. Oh and, those aren't seashells covering his chest, no, they're an urchin and starfish currently tangled in the fur of his chest. That pearl necklace happens to be a length of seaweed and yup, it's choking him a little.

Spitting up seawater and sand, trying to tug the seaweed from around his neck as he was washed off the rock and onto the beach with a startling splash. "Oh no. Not this." Trying to rid himself of his seaweed scarf, holding handfuls of it near his nose for a long moment. "This smells strange. I think I'll keep it."

I. STARGAZER

Caduceus loved the stars, they were beautiful. Being able to look at them close up like this was just wonderful. Spending a few hours just staring into the night sky until he was distracted by other people on the beach. Tossing a kind hello here and there as they passed, he hadn't even realized he was staring and where he was staring exactly. Oops~

[ooc; You can pick where he's looking!]

II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION

"Oh wow, isn't this neat? What a lovely thing to do. Sucha nice idea, who wouldn't want to give or receive candy." Please be forgiving! The Cleric has a very basic understanding of reading, he knows what he knows and that's about it, everything else is new and exciting. His heart is in the right place as he hands out candy with an innocent kind of smile on his lips. "Here, please, be my guest, take one." Giving away the hearts the robots had given him.

[ooc; You can pick what he gives you!]

III. Eat Or Dare

Games were always fun, what a cool place this is. Thinking to himself as he stood close to the stall, watching people with their oversized candy. He didn't really understand the point of the game but as he was pushed closer to the stall by someone leaving in a giggling hurry, Caduceus found himself picking up one of the hearts, mostly out of curiosity.

"Oh? I'm sorry, I think I got a broken one? It doesn't say anything. Huh... " Holding the heart upside down and backwards. Blinking a little confused.

[ooc; again, you can pick what it says!]

[ 00. Arrival ]

[ Izō looks more like a drowned rat than anything human. This Singularity (that's clearly what this had to be: the result of a failed reyshift) had better be worth the trouble...Nevermind his swords seemed to be missing, too. This all makes for one crankier than normal Assassin.

First order of business: shelter. Staying in one place will make it easier for anyone that may have come with him to find him. He settles for one of the shacks on the beach to dry off in. If someone peeks in, he scowls at them immediately. ]

Fuck off, this place's mine.

[ Charming. ]

[ 1. Stargazer ]

[ After some time to settle down and dry off, he wanders out onto the beach to get a better feel for what's going on. There's no sign of his Master, no sign of other Servants, nothing. The stars are pretty, at least...But he has no interest in stargazing.

Those who looked at the owl may be interested in him, however, due to what he's wearing. He's got his chest out for a reason, clearly, and that's for everyone else to gawk at it. Of course he notices when someone's staring at him -- he'd be a bad Assassin if he were that unaware. ]

What, ya like what ya see or somethin'?

[ 2. Stimulating Conversation ]

[ Of course the universe couldn't be kind to Izō for once. The candy hearts he ends up with are negative in nature and he just makes a face as he walks away from the robots. He didn't ask for them, but the bots wouldn't take no for an answer. ]

'Acceptable'? I'm more'n acceptable, ain't I... [ He mutters to himself as he eats them, anyway.Not like he needs to eat, but they're there, so why not? He huffs and goes to sulk by the nearest window. Any one unfortunate enough to pass by him, however, gets the full force of his insecure jealousy. ] What're ya lookin' at, huh? Think you're better'n me?

[ Yes, because that's how he deals with those emotions: outward aggression. Sorry, everyone. ]

[ 3. Eat or Dare ]

[ Because there's nothing more alluring to Izō than a challenge, of course he's going to play this stupid game. The ones he has aren't too bad and he's more interested in obeying the commands than eating them if they taste anything like the small hearts. Izō flashes a dangerous grin. ]

C'mon...Dare?

[ Time to press his nonexistent luck. ]

[ 4. Wildcard ]

[ These prompts not doing it for you? Got an idea? Drop me a starter or PM me here or on discord glitzkrieg#0673 and we can work something out! ]

o. arrival
Wu Fei came-to on hands and knees in the waves. It was hardly the first time he'd ever lost consciousness, and for a moment he simply stayed where he was, head hung low, feeling after that blind-spot in his memory like a tongue probing a loosened tooth. What had happened? One moment, he was eating a meal, looking at Earth's vivid blue sky and then he was here; he might have drowned if not for the unthinking instinct that had kept his head above water.

And, where was here? Old habits kicked him into action.

Anyone approaching him will see a Wu Fei that's wet as a half-drowned rat, pale blue cotton shirt clinging to him until it dries, and his Preventer-uniform jacket slung over one shoulder, hopefully not ruined by the salt. There are plenty of options for a squatter, but he prefers the anonymity of the tent; the climate is mild enough for it, and Wu Fei has lived in the rough, before.

i. stargazer
The robots are something of a surprise. Not that they exist, of course, Wu Fei is well aware of the state of modern robotics, but their utility. They don't seem to have minders, or pilots, or even the ability to take orders. They simply... bumble around the place, running things in all the capacities that would ordinarily fall to low-ranked employees.

It's suspicious enough that at first he doesn't look into the proffered telescopes. But eventually, curiosity— and practicality— gets the better of him, and Wu Fei looks.

"This is impossible," He mutters to himself, still bent over the eyepiece. He can't see a single familiar star. Of all the many things not within the bounds of reality, it is the rearrangement of the sky that seems least real, "Where are we."

ii. conversation
There are a number of risks associated with eating candy given to one by strangers. But most of them are either ineffective at this small a dose, or else Wu Fei has simply decided to take the risk— or better yet, he simply wasn't thinking.

But he's eaten a heart candy without really examining it. No, he doesn't know which one it was! But maybe you do. Or maybe, like him, you're willing to roll the dice.

x. wild card
Is there a prompt here you’d like to do but I didn’t put up a starter? You've got questions or just want to talk?

Hit me up, and let's do it!

Arrival

[ Contrary to his sweet reputation, Yaguchi feels anything but cute right now. A robot approaches him with a towel, which is freaky as shit, and he almost punches the thing outright but the bracelet on his arm gets his attention instead. While he never lacked money growing up, he's never owned something like this. It takes him a second to browse the features. Just a second, because one can learn a lot just by pushing buttons on a touch screen. He comes across the A5 and suddenly, the cold breeze from being washed up on the shore hardly bothers him anymore.

...on second thought, he's going to punch the robot anyway because this has to be a dream. Forget the towel, where the fuck is he? ]

Stargayzer

...weird. [ Yaguchi says out loud, looking through the telescope. ] I don't know much about stars but even the ones here look unusual. [ He'd go into specifics but he's not like those guys from the club back home...but it already says a lot, if he's already seeing things that he shouldn't. ]

This is supposed to be romantic but...I dunno. What do you think of that one up there? [ He holds out the telescope and points at the constellation. Is it what he think it is? ]

Stimulating Conversation

[ It's a wonder that these robots still try to kiss his ass even after he hit one of them. The candy is dropped onto his hand before he realizes it. The hell!

1. Negative

What Yaguchi sees on the heart makes him crush the damn thing in his hand and stomping on its powdery remains.

"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sucks to be second
to your awesome cousin, Yuu"

2. Positive

Being that he went to an all-boys school, Yaguchi has only received so many Valentine's Day treats...and yeah, some of them were from his fellow classmates that he would gently turn down. Though not a chocolate and coming from a walking gacha machine (he means the robots), something about receiving this candy calms his nerves a little. If he's able to admit it, he feels validated and even optimistic.

He turns his gaze to the person nearby and offers a warm smile that he often wears, but there's definitely an honest vibe coming from it this time. ]

Eat or Dare

[ Actually, Yaguchi would very much rather die. Who the hell would want to play with this game? ]

Hey, uh...if you really want to give this a shot, I won't stop you but I think I'll sit on this one. That okay?

[ He's asking this as sweetly as he can, confident that his partner won't try to goad him into doing something stupid. ]

(ooc: plz feel free to goad him into doing something stupid and/or write a different starter for him to respond to. Info and permissions here. )

Edited 2021-01-19 02:07 (UTC)

Stargazer: (Your choice of constellation, or multiple if you want.)
Sure, sure. Looks great. Don't suppose we've got a compass on these things to make these constellations actually useful, do we?

[Kisame straightens from his compass, addressing anyone in the vicinity, robot or fellow refugee alike. He's more interested in the constellations than many here might be--as frequently as he's on the road, being familiar with navigating by starlight is just common sense. Still, without a good map of the area, he'd at least like to know which direction these things will be orienting him in.....]

Stimulating Conversation:
Hmm? Oh--uh, thanks?

[Excuse him while he sniffs the offering warily. People don't just hand out food like this for no reason, do they? It's probably poisoned or drugged somehow, or they're trying to beg favors off him..... Or maybe some way of passing on messages, given they've got words printed on them?

He has approximately zero intentions of eating the candy himself, of course--but you might catch him scrutinizing it like it's going to take a swipe at him, or shuffling them around trying to see if he can make any sentences. What is their angle, here?]

Eat or Dare:
[At first, he just stares at the candy he's been offered in utter disbelief. Even with the rules being explained to him, the fact that someone would hand him, of all people, a candy with BITE ME printed on it..... After a moment of blank silence, Kisame can't help but burst out laughing.]

Have you even seen my teeth? I think that's a little more than anyone here would bargain for.

Wildcard:
[You know the drill. Toss me an idea, and we'll make it happen.]

Network: video, un: rockon
[Have a bright, cheery smile--and the camera jerking violently, before there's a quiet "oops" and he waves with the hand not wearing his bracelet.]

Hey, guys! Sooooooo, question for all you oldbies. Whose dick do I have to suck around here to make sure I can lay low enough here that my bosses won't find me?

And don't say the Augur! I heard he's a computer, they don't have dicks. Unless he made himself some kind of like, robot-dick or whatever. Then I guess you could say him if you want to.

Waaaaaait a sec--actually, is he a he? Does that sorta thing even matter to computers? I guess I forgot to ask, so a robo-dick might not even be relevant. My bad.

Uh--anyway! Right. Being sneaky and all that good stuff. Let me know, okay? Also, anyone mind if I crash on their couch for a while until I can find somewhere decent? You'd get live music out of the deal, you know you want some of this~

[Have a wink and a finger gun before the video ends.]

Stargazer: (Your choice of constellation, or multiple if you want.)
I dunno, I'm just not seeing it. Are you sure that's supposed to look like an animal?

[It just looks like a bunch of stars to him. Not that it's not pretty! But it's definitely not a shape or anything, either. Do stars being in a constellation mean their worlds are related somehow?

Eh, whatever. It's not nearly as interesting as that damn fine specimen he's just caught sight of. Where have you been all his life?]

Stimulating Conversation:
Ooh! Hey, these things are great!

[Chocolates are better, of course--but then again, he's spoiled by the ability to visit Valentine's Town whenever he can sneak off to it. Best. Candy. Ever.

Did you want a Valentine's buddy? No? Because you're getting one whether you want to or not. Sup?]

Wanna trade? These little guys always taste better if they're from someone else.

Eat or Dare:
You mean we do these with each other, right? Not to you guys? Because I'm pretty sure my tongue would get stuck when it's this cold out.....

[Licking a robot in the middle of January probably isn't the brightest of ideas. Want to come save him from having to scarf down a fist-sized hunk of sugar-chalk?]

Wildcard:
[You know the drill. Toss me an idea, and we'll make it happen.]

un: classified

Whoever sent me this picture of their genitals, I do not appreciate it.

(That's a lie, it's nice to see something so sensual when all he's had to look at lately was dirty bloody headmite zombies.

But also felt kind of gross. He's conflicted.)

wildcard.

(come at me with whatever you got. sorry this is so sad, I just want to get my foot in the door. )

Arrival

[ A woman in black armor from the neck down is washed ashore from the ocean. Upon gaining consciousness at the beach, Sofia rises up like a woman possessed. A sharp gasp after sensing the robots surrounding her, long and glowing energy blades ignites from her armored forearms with a sharp hiss, humming deep when swung and nearly beheading the robots until she realized their lack of aggression. The robots try to calm her down, but Sofia, perhaps understandably, remains skeptical and in a mild panic. ]

What is going on here? Where am I?

Stargazing

[ Now that she's calmed down that day, Sofia can be seen flying around the city when it was night time. Hearing about the star gazing going on at the beach was enough to make her curious, so she dropped by. She flies without noise or propulsion, and no gust of wind to disturb the sand beneath her as she makes a slow and soft descent. The crunch of her armored boots on the sand and the disintegration of her helmet, retracting and revealing her face and waist-long hair.

She kept walking at a leisurely pace, distracted by the stars in the sky until she stepped on something. Freezing to halt, Sofia looks down and saw it was only a sea shell. ]

Oh. Sorry.

[ She says to the nearest person, with a slight wince upon realizing why she's even apologizing ]

Wildcard

[ Open to a lot of things. She's the best friend of one of the OCs here, Troy (lakan) but since I play them both I can't really app her. But I'm putting Sofia here just for fun, and we can even have them talk shit about Troy while he's not around lol ]

ARRIVAL.

_{[ Inosuke didn't take well to being coddled by a bunch of robots. In fact, he attacked all of the ones that tried to give him a towel. The bracelet was given to him and after chewing on it and testing its durability, he considers chucking it in the ocean or possibly burying it for later. A rather determined robot snaps it to Inosuke's wrist, to which Inosuke responds with a horrible, shrill sound. With a few meneacing threats, the robots flee (quickly) and Inosuke is left on the beach, sniffing the salty air and grumbling. He's missing his prized boar's head and his blades, so he's rather irritable. Anyone who thinks about talking to this firmly muscled teen with a rather feminine face better prepare for confrontation because he's going to blame you for all of this. ]}

STARGAZER.

_{[ He's not sure how this place works quite yet or what he's supposed to do. All he wants is to find his boar's head and his swords and go back home.. or back where things were familiar. The stars are beautiful, but he's not sure what purpose the telescopes serve or why they were lined up so neatly on the beach. Inosuke decides to question others first instead of assessing the situation his way first (thank god.)

The nearest person passing by, he'll point at them: ]}

YOU. Tell me the purpose of this! Why are they lookin' at'em, huh? Why not destroy them..!?

NETWORK. un: SFGDF

_{[ A rather ominous text is sent to the entire network with the only word that Inosuke knew how to spell back on Lunatia. ]}

HELLO

00. Arrival

She's had the talk. The talk, the one with the robots who had come out to greet her as she had spluttered sea water and pulled herself ashore. Sally had been unsure if she should shoot first and ask questions later, and at this point she's idly wishing that she had, because the alternative is so much stranger. Not that she has her sidearm. The thought still counts.

At the moment, she's sitting under a palm tree, her Preventer jacket, belt and boots thrown over a nearby bush to dry. Though her white button-up shirt is soaked through, she's wearing a utilitarian sports bra beneath. Most of it should dry easily, save the blouse's heavy shoulderpads. Her green slacks are rolled up to nearly the knee, and she has her bracelet propped up on one knee to explore the device's functions. Sally has always done her best to keep her hair coiled out of the way, but right now both her sausage-roll pigtails are soaked through with salt water, so she's pulled the ties over her wrist to let that mess dry, too.

She's no blushing maiden, but she is frowning at both the applications the robots have introduced, as well as those that she's finding on her own. If anyone stumbles over her in this state, her free hand is clenched loosely in a fist as she taps her lip with her thumb and just... thinks. This is all a lot to take in.

I. Stargazer
"Thanks, I'll be sure to return it." Sally tucks the telescope and its stand under her arms as a robot blusters behind her, ignoring its automated sobs of dismay as she hurries off the beaten path and lugs her ill-gotten gains up stairs to an empty building she knows has a roof patio.

The sky is fine tonight, but the stars are alien and she suspects she won't learn much about the constellations from here. She may look if she grows bored, but for now she turns the telescope over the rest of the city. Specifically, the hospital, which is said to be the Augur's base. Frowning minutely, she may also try to capture a better view of anyone she sees moving around tonight. And that hangar on the far outskirts... she is wary. Too many would-be tyrants have tried to spin a story of true peace with a brigade of mobile suits to terrorize the people at the slightest sign of discontent. Sally isn't buying the Augur and her robot army's claims of paradise.

((Feel free to catch her on the way up, or staring at your character from the rooftop!))

II. Stimulating Conversation
"No, I'm afraid I don't have it anymore," she tries to tell the robot trailing after her. She isn't giving back a single advantage, if she can help it, including a dusty old telescope. At least by now she's come to realize the robots are harmless, so she's taken by surprise when one manages to seize her hand and fill it with... what are these? Candies?

"Oh... well. Thank you." These beings are strange. Sally shakes the small pile in her hand as the point of the tradition is explained, then turns one over to read.

((19+ for anything that leans smutty, please! She can go either way with reading a positive or negative heart, and she'll pass the rest along to the next person.))

III. Eat or Dare
She's gotten good at dodging robots trying to feed her things she doesn't want to eat, but that doesn't stop the big one. There's a particular robot that Sally has earmarked as a kind of ringleader, who seems to have taken an interest in her. As she makes her way back to the beach to contemplate what it would take to dive beneath the waves and investigate just how she'd gotten here, the big one trundles with surprising speed out from behind the stall it's running and practically tackles her to put a heart in her hands.

Sally dodges out of the way at the last moment, whirling on her salt-encrusted boot heel to give the robot a helpful kick into the sand with her free leg.

She catches the lump of sugar as it arcs up and then down again, reading it with a certain degree of exasperation.

"'Give me your all.' Hmph."

Considering what the smaller candies had done, Sally huffs a sigh and passes the heart back. "Very subtle," she tells the robot, "but you already have me trapped here. I won't perform for you; I have a real job to get back to." And real people who need looking after, but she's hardened her heart to that worry while she's been stuck here.

((Either Sally can succumb to needing to give or take everything from an unwitting partner, but 19+ for any smut-leaning threads, please. Either m/f or f/f are fine!))

00. ARRIVAL

[ With great difficulty, Shigaraki Tomura claws himself onto the nearest piece of land, hacking and sputtering. He isn't much of a swimmer on his best days, and he's even worse with one leg fully out of commission. For a good minute, it's all he can do to catch his breath on the beach, water lapping at his body and sand beginning to dig into what feels like any covered and uncovered surface. He'll drag himself out of the tide any moment now, but his chest expands painfully with each inhale, stymied by the weight of his injuries, and it takes him much longer to recover than he'd prefer. Of all the times to somehow end up in the ocean—

By the time he can drag himself properly onto dry land, he's swarmed by robots thrusting some basic amenities in his face. One of them manages to secure some kind of bracelet to his wrist, which he certainly is going to deal with in a second as soon as he gets rid of all this shit.

Tomura can be heard not-so-quietly cursing as he struggles to divest himself of the worst of his water-logged clothes and other… accessories. Off goes the formal suit jacket and tie, already encrusted with sand by the time they're carelessly tossed to the side, and then he moves on to the many dressings covering his face and arms. Those water-soaked bandages are alternatively getting disintegrated or torn to shreds, flung around him like a miniature flurry of confetti. ]

Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.

[ He's struggling now with his leg cast. Is it smart? Probably not. But it's worth it to not feel like he's dragging around a whole fish tank attached to his limb, not to mention all the salt water fucking stings. ]

III. EAT OR DARE

[ The robots just don't give up.

Apparently they'll take only two options: take the dare or eat the candy. Decaying the candy doesn't count, ~~walking~~ hobbling away doesn't count—they pursue him relentlessly with more offerings of sugar, which Tomura had decided tastes absolutely disgusting after one bite, so that's out of the question. After already decimating a small army of candy he's seriously weighing the consequences of adding a mechanical corpse to the count, but he's ill-positioned to incur the wrath of a potential hivemind at the moment. Inconvenient as they are, the robots at least bring him rudimentary food items.

Finally, he opts for rudely interrupting a hapless passerby to shove a hand-sized piece of heart-shaped candy into their hands. What does it read again? "Pull my hair"? Or maybe it's one of the basic ones that read "bite me" or "lick me." Either way: ]

Do it.

[ That's certainly a more menacing tone of voice than should be used when requesting a favor from someone, but the aggravation etched all over his features should speak loudly enough: he's about had it up to here. ]

IV. NETWORK

[ username: tenmei ]

I think I'm getting the gist of the gameplay here. it's pretty shit as far as isekai goes, but forget that. somewhere around here must be a hospital, yes?

[ As much as he hates relying on the kindness of strangers in this frankly bizarre hellscape, he regrettably has come to terms with the fact that he isn't getting anywhere far on busted ribs and a broken leg.

Tell him there's a normal way to get back into working order. ]

V. MISC

[ Tentatively pulling Tomura from chapter 240 of the manga. Feel free to toss me another prompt or PM me for anything! ]

stranger in a strange land.

[ whether you've been here for three weeks or three minutes, you're getting a tall, sandy swordsman-sans-the-swords tapping against the outside your tent, apartment, or gently at the flap of your sleeping bag. ]

I'm looking for these people. You see them anywhere?

[ the drawing he holds, while it certainly has heart, is lacking in quite a few other departments. for one, he tried to squeeze what looks like ten pirates and a reindeer onto one page. for another, it's hard to tell where one person ends and the other begins. there's a hat that looks to be made of straw, some kitchen knives, a set of curly eyebrows, a few pairs of boobs, a comically large nose... and that's the most anyone will likely be able to discern from this. ]

starry night. ( cw: 🍑, touching, unconfirmed physical contact? — you're welcome to smack him? )

[ this is far from zoro's first time looking up at the sky. he's been sleeping under a bed of stars for most of his adult life; he should know what they all look like and where they all go. sadly, his eyes are usually closed at night, so there's really no telling what he's missing. stars are nami's thing, anyhow. she relies on them for navigation — zoro's never had a reason to take a vested interest in the sky so long as she's around.

given his pension for getting lost, however, looking around every once in a while probably wouldn't be so bad for him. ]

A goat? A donkey? What is this supposed to be?

[ on the whole, color him unimpressed. he must not have an eye for playing connect-the-dots, but whatever; it's not his turn anymore. whoever is next in line would be getting a pat on the shoulder to grab their attention, but zoro's hand seems to glide right down to the main event. the ass was there, and his hand... you know, that is not where his hand was supposed to go!

give him two whole seconds to freeze before letting his fingers fall away, expression frozen in abject horror. ]

Your... turn...

heart of glass.

Baby muscles..?

[ wow, this place is strange. what begins as a grimace in response to the strange 'compliment' slowly works its way into a scowl. he's been working out lately ( as in constantly )! it's not like he keeps in shape for attention, but his muscles are fine! ego's never been a particular problem of his, but he does find that these words go right up to his head. just a bit. ]

Damn it! Well, who asked you, anyhow?

[ ...he says to the candy. he's not going to be bested by this. watch as he throws the poor candy heart on the ground. that'll teach it. ]

Arrival;

"Oh... this is new."

Waking up in some strange ocean and dragging herself up onto the beach is definitely not something Futaba was expecting to do today. A quick look around tells her that this isn't anyplace she recognizes.

The appearance of the robots is enough to put her in a better mood, though. If nothing else, it's enough to inspire her to stand up and brush off the sand before taking the towel and the fancy smartwatch.

A little later on, she can be found poking around the shacks. A temporary option for sure, but for the time being it's enough to keep her occupied.

Stargazer;

The night sky has always held a certain kind of mysterious charm, and it's no different now. If anything, the night sky over a strange new world might be even more mystifying.

Futaba has to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from chortling out loud at the robots' exclamation. Even then, she fails to completely contain her amusement.

Either way, she's content to wait her turn to peer through one of the provided telescopes.

Stimulating Conversation;

Futaba, armed with a generous bag of cute little candy hearts, is loitering near the beach again. She has no idea how true-to-life this tradition really is, but the important thing now is to hand these out before she can eat them all.

She has a lop-sided smile for anyone who approaches, and she's quick to hold up the candy bag.

"Hungry?"

Eat or Dare;

The robots just might be Futaba's favorite thing about this place. Sure, the beach is nice too... but robots. It doesn't take her long at all to notice the stalls situated along the beach. A few minutes later, she's staked out a spot a bit closer to see what's going on.

Later, she can be spotted with an oversized pink heart that reads BITE ME in a bold font.

"I feel like people might have a problem with this..."

Who is she talking to? The robot? The nearest person? It's anyone's guess, really.

Choose Your Own;

[Feel free to wildcard it up, or hit me up at

doodlebuginette or CornyFlake#7375 if none of the prompts are working. Also keep in mind that Futaba is 16. While I'm not necessarily against the idea of things getting spicy with others close to her age, I'm also not here to make people uncomfortable, so it's chill if people wanna just play things up for laughs. The owl and donkey constellations are the most likely choices for the stargazer prompt, but I could be down for any combination of the others, if people would rather.]

Edited 2021-01-19 07:09 (UTC)

» stargaze.

[ oh hey, she's on the beach!

just...staring up from the sand, watching the stars in a bit of a daze. ]

That doesn't look like an owl.

[ #priorities ]

» stimulating conversation.

'Acceptable?', 'You'll do'... Is this insult candy? Who tells someone they're 'acceptable' with candy?

...Oh my god, did they bring the Zeta's?

» eat or dare.

[ Well now she's just standing there with a candy telling her to lick someone.

This is becoming a trend. ]

...Isn't there a normal cookie somewhere? Just one little cookie that isn't lurking in the background trying to make things all Careless Whisper?

00. ARRIVAL

[Once again, Tsukuyo finds herself inexplicably in a strange new place. So far, she would rate this arrival much lower than the last one purely due to the "accommodation".

She's taking a look at the "shacks" on offer, eventually finding a free one amongst a nearby cluster. The verdict isn't great: ]

Looks like it'll blow over any damn second.

I. STARGAZER

[ It was an owl. Just a damn owl. So why is it since then she's found herself completely fixated on a certain part of her fellow beach goer's anatomy.

And it's not just women's breasts either. Any guy with an impressive set of pectorals will also invariably catch her eye.

So much so that she doesn't even realise that she's about to walk smack into someone until it's too late. Her hand reaches out to grab... something, just to protect herself during the collision- yeah, that's the only reason.

It's completely just a coincidence that it's the body parts she's been fixated on up till now. And that her face is red. ]

Ah-- 'Scuse me.

Yer chest seems to be gettin' in the way of my hand.

[ When in doubt, make it their fault. ]

II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION

[ She 100% did not ask to be given one of the candy hearts but she's having one shoved at her from an overly enthusiastic robot regardless. She either doesn't realise or doesn't give a damn that there's anyone else in the vicinity when she reacts to the message written on hers. ]

"Nice jugs"? The hell is this, ya tin can.

[ So what if she actually feels like she's got some weird kind of confidence boost from it for some bizarre reason. Totally not the point. ]

WILDCARD

[ feel free to hmu at FlordelaMar if you want to thread something else! ]

00a: Washed up
Those who happened to be at the beach at just the right time would see a woman wash up on the beach. Her clothes and black details soaking wet after the rough ride in the seas of this place.

They could try to run up to her immediately or wait for the robots to rouse her. If the onlooker went for the latter they'd see her get up, brush herself off and then see her expression go cross as she seemed to be telling the robots off.

00b: House Hunting
After an explanation of what this place was like Accord saw no other recourse than to look for a place to stay for now. Everything else could follow later.

So began her journey! She would poke her head into any of the apartments and tents she could, weighing her options. Of course her rather single-minded journey may mean she would come across something that was occupied.

I: Gazing at more than stars
((ooc: Pick your poison on this one. Mostly interested in Donkey, Owl or Rooster.))

It wasn't too difficult to talk Accord into a little bit of stargazing. Looking at the constellations may tell her more of what was going on. Was this really another world? She had to see for sure.

Sure enough the constellations were completely unfamiliar. Not an unexpected outcome, but a more difficult one than she would have liked. She had spotted one of the constellations the robots spoke about and took a close look before sighing and straightening herself out.

"Well nothing for it then," she mumbled to herself before turning quickly and heading away, just in time to bump into someone who may have been heading towards the telescope themselves.

"Ah sorry I..." When she looked at them her eyes were immediately drawn toward a particular part of their anatomy. However she moved them back up quickly, not at all looking shy even if she was caught looking "I should have been watching where I was going."

Not wanting to part from the person just yet she asks "So did you just arrive like me or have you been here for some time?"

III: Eat or Dare
((ooc: Choose the dare))

Now more settled in Accord was curious about the little games these robots had put together. She was currently sat at one of the booths examining a candy. The robots had already explained the rules to her, but of course this was a game for two.

So when the first interesting person came by she waved to them "Excuse me, yes you. Would you mind helping me with this game?" Assuming they came over she'd smile prettily.

"I'm trying to decide whether I should do the act this little candy is describing or not. What're your thoughts?" She flashed the over-sized candy with the dare at them. She was curious how this random passerby would respond.

Wildcard
((ooc: Nothing fit? Want to do these scenarios differently? Feel free. Just PM me if you have any questions.))

OO

[ It's really messy to get out of the sea when you really didn't expect to, and even more so when you have a lot of robes, chains and giant wings. In fact, the man(?) that is arriving today seems to have a some issues getting to the beach, trying to lift drenched wings and not get tangled in the golden chains that flow around their robes. The links seem long, but are attached to manacles around their wrists and ankles, as well as a collar around their neck.

Another flap of wings sends a splatter of water forward, but it also topples them over into the waves. Please help the angel, they're having issues.

...also white robes in water are not exactly the most discrete. ]

II

[ Andarion still doesn't understand any of this, but a metal creature gave them a little heart and now they're quite despondent, sagging on a seat with their floor-long white hair making a sad curtain around them, accented by those large angelic wings.

The sugar heart says 'Powerless', and they wring it in their hands before tossing it away. It unfortunately hits a person nearby, and they look up with a sad apology. ]

I'm so sorry, even that was useless of me.

III

[ They do not want anything to do with the larger candy heart after that depressive episode, and gives the stall a wide berth. It doesn't quite make them avoid others playing, though, and they watch with rising heat in their face before they have to look away when someone finally forfeits or wins. ]

I'm sorry, I did not mean to be a voyeur. Are you alright?

00. Arrival

[The last thing she remembered was losing her Octopus armor in a fight against her target. And while it had been a pretty big shock to be out of her fearsome suit after such a long time, waking up sputtering out sea water only confused her further. Was this... a hallucination? She had just managed to come to terms with the fact that she was a human (and not an octopus), imagining herself to be somewhere related to an octopus didn't seem that farfetched as far as her mental coping mechanisms went.

As her blurry vision comes into focus, though, she looks panicked as she realizes that yes, she did somehow actually wind up on some sort of beach. Her head darts around, trying to find sight of the man she was fighting and for the whereabouts of her (currently dysfunctional) Octopus armor. Once the robots offer her a towel and some sort of bracelet, she can only weakly try to push them off in a paranoid manner

Not quite realizing that the robots from this world were not the ones from her world, LB figures they wouldn't be able to answer the questions on her mind, so instead she latches onto the first humanoid she sees, grasping their shoulders tightly.]

H-have you seen a set of metal tentacles anywhere? Eheheh? [Ah yes, be prepared to hear a whole lot of weird laughter that obviously wasn't out of some sort of humor.] Where is this?

[There's a pause when she adds with the doubt evident in her voice:] Is this some sort of afterlife?

[Hell, even she ~~(nor canon)~~ wasn't actually sure if she survived that last fight or not.]

I. STARGAZER

[By the time the night falls, LB had been calmed down by the robots and at least had the situation explained to her. So while it was still A Lot to adjust from a life on a battlefield to something that seemed a lot more like the more normal life she had lived around a decade earlier, she was considerably calmer than before, even if she did perhaps seem like an almost literal fish out of the water.

Before the telescopes are even brought out, LB is already staring up in wonderment at just how clear the night sky was. Not that she was of clear enough mind to even look out into the horizon like this for a very long time, but it had been just as long since she'd been in an area so clear of pollution that she was able to see the stars this easily.

She's a little caught offguard when the robots hand her a telescope, but she gratefully accepts the offering and is soon looking for the constellations they spoke of. She was familiar enough with the concept of what constellations were, but she does still have some trouble finding what was suggested. So, soon enough she walks over to whoever isn't too far away and greets them with a sheepish smile.]

Ah, hello, heeheehee! Are you looking for the constellations as well? [She waits for their response before following up with another question.] I'm trying to find the donkey, but... is it of the full body or the face?

II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION

[As keeping herself blended in was still relevant to her, even outside of her now former profession, LB was attempting to put in the effort to try to adapt the customs of this city. Thankfully, she was actually familiar with conversation hearts - though that was another thing she hadn't seen in about a decade.

After being made aware of the process of handing them out and getting her own collection of candy hearts, she's more than a little perplexed at the selection of writings on them. But, after a while she decides to give some of them out.]

A)

[If your character is a male (and doesn't look younger than around 20), she might offer them a heart elegantly engraved with "NICE COCK" in the middle of her palm, while the other hand covers her mouth for a bout of genuine laughter.]

Excuse me, but would you like this? It at least suits you better than it does me, hahaha!

B)

[Or feeling a little generous, she might hand off a "DAMN BITCH U FINE" heart to whoever might come by with a friendly smile. This seemed like one of the more positive ones, so why feel ashamed in giving something like this out?]

Here you go! I hope you've been getting lots of hearts!

C)

[Unfortunately, she's been so generous with her hearts that eventually she runs out of positive hearts to people and has to settle with what she has left. At the very least, LB does look a little awkward as she gives out a "YOU'LL DO." heart to your character.]

Oh, I wish I had something better but - eheheh - at least this one isn't so bad, right?

WILDCARD

[If none of these strike your fancy, feel free to have your character give her a heart of their own! Or PM me or perhaps Plurk at

DatAss if you want to hash out something different!

I doubt it'll get spicy up in here just yet, but please no characters under 18 for smut if it does!]

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