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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 |
Re: IB & II
And here I thought dignity was pride in one's self. [Still, he reaches out to take the tunic with a grateful smile. He puts it on and holds it closed. Long enough to cover down to his thighs.] Thank you.
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[Said in shades of shut up. Quatre's usual politesse was not making it easier to cope with his unusual nudity. He would not under torture bring up the marks of his own accord, and he cannot smile to answer him. He's happy enough to see you, Quatre, but would be happier if he knew you were not here, given the circumstances.]
How much of this place has been explained to you?
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Some, but not a great deal. The robots were more focused on ensuring I gave this spa patronage. They were very persuasive.
[In that they would not leave him alone and he did want to clean off the sand so he had gone along with it. Stealing his clothes has not seemed part of the arrangement at the time.]
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[...In about 12 hours, give or take. But Wufei's stubborn scowl remains in place regardless— 12 hours is a long while to stay here and continue to attempt to resist the pushy machines, presuming Quatre doesn't wish to cooperate with their more audacious demands.]
For some reason. [Yes he knows there's a stated reason, and he doesn't think he could possibly explain it.] We've been kidnapped. And while on this island it is the demand of our hosts that everyone... [Goddammit, how did Maxwell put this?] ...have sex.
[Duo would have said fuck like bunnies, but let's not quibble details. Hopefully Yuy had him well in hand by now.]
There are a few other things you should see.
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Sex for the sake of robots. What use could they possibly have for this?
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[He folds his arms, which only partially hides the strange tattoos. He doesn't know where they came from, but they're really not his favorite. And they're possibly infected, if the burning sensation is any indication— which it isn't. He knows better than that.]
They also have our gundams, or exact copies of them. [Wufei has a lot of very ugly feelings about the whole business, honestly. But that's not the least of it:] And Treize Kushrenada is here, alive. It should all be impossible.
[But of course it isn't.]
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[They were almost offended he hadn't gotten his clothes off fast enough for them. Nothing about this place has made any sense except in that it is consistently not making sense. If this happens to be a dream, it is the strangest dream he has ever had because it feels very real. Maybe he hasn't fully taken everything in to even consider a dream as the answer.]
...Has Treize attempted anything?
[Treize is someone who could be dangerous if they don't know his intentions, even without an army.]
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[He's as surprised as you are, honestly. But then, Treize had always known how to wait, when to strike, the best to destroy everything. Cunning would have been an apt turn.]
We have not even spoken.
[He's not sure if he's insulted by it or if he wishes Treize would simply continue to permit him to pretend to at least that much normalcy. But then, anything at all to do with Treize Kushrenada was fraught, for Wufei.]
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If he's keeping himself out of trouble [and out of their hair], we will have to find means of keeping it that way.
[But Quatre has other questions because they should get moving.] Would you happen to know where they might have taken my clothes?
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[The bitterness in his voice implies the reality of wherever. There is nowhere here that's truly secret from them.]
You're coping well.
[Wufei himself sort of just wants to start screaming and never stop.]