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TDM 010: PARTNER UP, PARTNER
| 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 |
spa!
Following the bots' instruction, he heads over to the waiting room until they call up his name for his treatment of choice; for all that the island seems to love forcing suggestive practices upon them, a scalp massage sounds fairly tame for their usual standards. Surely they couldn't mess this up, right?
Looking at a certain very familiar head of hair, one might think the bots can, indeed, mess it up. But that's not what's really matters here.
"Felix...?"
Do excuse his wide-eyed look, it's been a long while since Dimitri last saw him.
Re: spa!
"YOU!" Despite having... come to some hint of an understanding before the end of the war, there was still so much left to be desired when it came to how Felix felt about him. Complicated really did not even begin to cover it. "You've got something to do with this don't you?! Where is Sylvain? I'm going to cut it off for good this time."
Despite the fact that this is way too complex for someone like Sylvain to come up with or execute, he's clinging to the assumption like a safety blanket, every other possibility is too far out-there for him to want to begin to examine.
"And what-" He sweeps his hands in a grand gesture, leading the gaze to the massive, beautifully detailed mural of Dimitri in a state of repose on the far wall. "Is that?!"
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"Cut it off...?" What is this "it" he speaks of, to begin with? And why would Dimitri know of Sylvain's whereabouts when it was Felix sharing an apartment with him, last he checked? So many questions, but first he needs to get Felix to, well, chill. "Felix, whatever you're accusing me of, I can guarantee it was not my doing--"
Dimitri's next mistake is to allow his eyes to follow the trail of Felix's arms, inevitably laying upon the offending mural. And earning an instant flush from Dimitri, eyebrows arching high. What in Ailell...
"... and neither was that, truly. Who would want to be publicly exposed in such a way?"
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"Tell me what's going on here, then." He grits his teeth, trying to get himself reigned in. Their relationship was tenuous, bordering on the brink of slow healing, but Felix was still prone to anger when it came to Dimitri (when it came to anything actually).
"This place is creepy, there are people I know but not really, everyone seems complacent and I'm told we're expected to engage in perverted acts to the benefit of someone else." Still weird to be having this kind of conversation with Dimitri while they're both mostly naked. It certainly drains Felix of some of his edge, and paints the whole situation in an almost comical light. He could have appreciated it if he had any kind of developed sense of humor.
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But there's something else. Something that seems off, and that winds up capturing Dimitri's attention the most.
"Felix, do you... not recall your time on this island?"
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"Uh. What? What does that mean? I've never seen this miserable place in my whole life." He brings two fingers to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Dimitri. We won the war. You should be in Fhirdiad right now. I went back home with Sylvain, the next thing I know, I'm washing up in this Goddess-forsaken shore and being told I need to- to..." He makes a gesture that implies something, but it's really unclear.
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(And Dimitri doesn't recall having won the war just yet; this isn't his Felix, either.)
"... I see."
He does, but what comes next now? A whole lot of explaining, that's for sure. But where should he even start...?
"I understand you have too many questions, and I promise I will try to answer them to the best of my ability. But perhaps we should move elsewhere first."
Even if Felix can't remember certain, uh, events that transpired between them, having this conversation while half-naked is probably not the best or most appropriate idea.
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"Yes, I agree. I have a great deal of questions. First help me find some clothes, Boar." It has less cut to it than usual. Maybe it's the exhaustion, maybe it's the fact that it's really very hard to be fully invested in starting a fight while naked. It's also simply hard to be fully aggressive when asking for help, but Felix is talented like that.
Despite everything, it's... good. To see people he knows here. Even if things are this messed up, familiarity wins out.
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"Right." He agrees easily enough, because his own train of thought follows a similar path. Getting dressed is a priority, and next is... moving away from that questionable mural. "Did the metal golems take your clothes upon arrival? If so, they must have kept them."
'Metal golems' sounds like something Felix should be able to understand better than 'robots', too. There really is a lot of information to dump on him...
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"I'd also like to hear what's happened to you since you came here. What the-" He thinks for a moment. "What the state of things are. What am I walking into?"