TDM 010: PARTNER UP, PARTNER

[erkumods]

TDM 010: PARTNER UP, PARTNER

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” barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. Laid Bare Basics There is a new addition to the scenery at the beach, and everyone is welcome! Especially new arrivals, who will be ushered to the recently-established Laid Bare Spa, where (provided they don't slip away from the bots' helpful grasp) their uncomfortably wet, sandy clothing will be stripped away and they will be lovingly pampered by the cold metal hands of the resident robots. Long-time Islanders and newbies alike are welcome to enjoy such amenities as hot and cold baths, sauna rooms, scrub-downs, thorough whippings with birch brooms, skin treatments, massage and energy work, and more! All rooms are thoughtfully decorated with tasteful murals of naked and disrobing bodies. Maybe you'll see someone you recognize?! (Maybe you'll see... you?) Islanders who happen to find their clothing mysteriously missing are welcome to borrow a Laid Bare branded towel to cover up with on their way home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. Tattoo to You, Too The Augur understands that sometimes, it's difficult to find a partner to indulge you in those favorite Auspicious Acts - especially for new arrivals, but surely even long-time residents could benefit from a little assistance now and then. That is why ever-benevolent entity has gifted Her precious Islanders with tattoos which feature their most secret, urgent, and/or shameful of desires! (Even if that desire is to simply complete a Bingo.) The tattoo may be a picture or a word, and it can appear anywhere on the body. At first it is pleasantly warm to the touch, like a soft glow of light on your skin. It soon becomes apparent - through either robot advice or a notification on your communication device - that your task is to find a match for your tattoo and complete the depicted act with that person. The longer one goes without completing the act, the more the tattoo seems to heat up, until it feels like it is burning into your skin. Take too long, and the tattoo may become permanent. Otherwise, the tattoo will fade within hours of completing the Auspicious Act. [ For TDMers: feel free to select any favorite kink for this prompt! If you complete a kink that doesn't appear on your card, you may switch one square for the completed kink. For current players: by participating on (tagging into) this TDM, you may switch one kink into your card (it must be the kink in the toplevel prompt you responded to). ] ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Creepy Crawly Caterpillar Crawl Are you on the hunt for credits? Then have the robots got a task for you! The 'bots of the Nameless Island are recruiting Islanders to go bug collecting in the caves, crevices, and hollowed-out logs of the wilderness. The quarry? The (shudder - literally, the robots will shudder) doom-summoning harbinger bug. They describe these creepy creatures as fat, fuzzy, and rainbow-colored, with long, fluffy antennae that look like rabbit's ears. The robots describe these critters as so dangerous that Islanders should only hunt them in pairs. Should your team return successful, you both will be rewarded very handsomely for every caterpillar caught! The bugs are typically very docile and seem to enjoy soft pets, judging by the cooing and squeaking noises they make (especially to scritches behind their "ears"). Poke or disturb them however, and they may bite! Body parts bitten by angry caterpillars will swell up cartoonishly, and can only be treated by having someone else suck the venom out. Good thing you're traveling with a partner! The 'bots strongly recommend against keeping these little buggies as pets, but they're not your dad. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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SPA PT1

[deduety]

[Well. He had every intention of just leaving, but he stops when he's asked for help. Not something he had been expecting, to be perfectly honest. Most people tend to avoid him, and he does not exactly begrudge them for it.

Though fortunately, he does not seem put off by her request.]

Very well.

[Methodically, Dedue unbuttons the back of it. No doubt most would be absorbed in the allure of her appearance, and he does objectively see her as beautiful. However, he doesn't engage or ogle; instead, he seems more focused on the task asked of him.]

There. It is done.

[byanyother]

[ How delightfully compliant. Unseen to him, her smile grows, though some of her satisfaction spills over to the soft hum she lets out as he makes quick work of the clasps holding her dress in place. The fabric sags around her shoulders, but she's careful to keep the fabric held up tight against her body, maintaining some level of decency and decorum.

There's nothing leering about his gaze (that she can feel), no lingering touch in his fingers, and though he's certainly has good looks in spades, she doesn't see any reason to mercilessly tease him. At least not yet. ]

You're very kind. [ She means it, genuinely. ] Unfortunately, it seems as though I might need your assistance a little longer...?

[ Unless he doesn't mind the sight of a naked woman in front of him prowling around in search of something dry her hair with. ]

Are there any robes nearby, by any chance?

[deduety]

It is nothing. [To him, at least, it isn't. He has no reason to ignore her.] I will look.

[Nudity is not something that bothers Dedue, but he understands that a level of decency is expected in most places. At her request, he rises up and goes to fetch her one. Though he has other matters to be concerned with, he's not cold or cruel enough to turn away from her.]

Here. [He unravels the robe, holding it open for her to slip into, just meeting her body if she deems it necessary to conceal herself from his eyes.]

[byanyother]

[ Truly a chivalrous young man, and instead of putting in the same amount of effort she instead lounges around, content to gaze upon his solemn mien as he acquieses to her request.

The armor (assuming he's wearing it) is a familiar enough sight to her and tells her enough about the type of role he might have fit into were he not displaced onto this island. She finds herself curious about him, about the reasons behind his quiet demeanor and amenable attitude.

He offers out the robe; instead of stepping into it and dropping her own dress in the process, she looks up at him. ]

You should disrobe as well, if you have nowhere else to be. Even if you do, you'll feel far more refreshed if you aren't soaking well as you travel.

[ Her gaze is kind as she offers up her suggestion, devoid (momentarily) of any flirtatious intent. ]