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TDM 012: SLINGING IN THE RAIN

TDM 012: SLINGING IN THE RAIN



00. Arrival






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. If you don’t manage to get away from them quickly enough, they may even usher you toward the Laid Bare Spa, where new arrivals will be offered free massages, a sauna, hairstyling, and their clothing may come up permanently missing. But you will be given a complimentary towel to leave with if needed!

Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see beyond what arrivals before you have helped to rebuild. 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 place to live in the now, whether a rundown apartment in the City, a tent on the beach, a bed in the barracks, or your own space at the House of Worship. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home.



I. THUNDERBOLTS AND LIGHTNING






Erku's new arrivals may not be the only residents left dripping wet. Although the weather on the Island is almost always dreary, clouds begin to multiply and darken over the days before that first arrival, turning ominous shades of purple and blue which may look familiar to Islanders who have been around since Erku's beginnings. Perhaps robots will advise Islanders to fortify their shelters and get ready to accept refugees, and they hope their charges take the warnings to heart! When the rain finally falls, it is a non-stop torrent. Even though the weather is warm, the rain itself chills to the bone.

Shacks and beach tents won't stand up to the downpour for long, and the shabby apartments may leak and flood. New arrivals who aren't handy enough to make quick repairs may be forced to take shelter in the homes of current Island residents, or else huddle together in the 12 rooms of the barracks for the full week that rain falls on the Island. Cats, dogs, and little dragons will also be begging Islanders for a warm place to stay!

Beware of lightning strikes, too, because the skies rumble with thunder throughout the storm. Buildings and residences are frequently damaged by strikes. They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, and that's very true on Erku - Islanders who are struck by the lightning might find themselves temporarily blessed with god-like super strength.

Such power might not always be a good thing for those who aren't used to wielding it, so please be careful not to damage your friends or property! Islanders may choose to keep their new powers, but a bingo square can be used to wish them away.



II. A TASTE OF ERKU






In need of shelter and credits? Then the robots have a task for you! Erku's robot population has taken note of how much Islanders seem to love the humble potato, and they want to contribute! Ready as always to please, the robots have filled the hospital cafeteria with mountains of potatoes in every imaginable variety and color: russet, red, gold, purple, chartreuse, sweet, savory, spicy, and so many more! But wait, there's more: they have provided knives, cutting boards, and peelers too, and are eager to see Islanders work their magic in their open cafeteria kitchen! Robots will monitor every dish produced, as they are eager to improve their food replication repertoire.

No worries if you aren't culinarily skilled, however. Islanders will be rewarded in credits for whatever they can contribute, whether it's a gourmet meal or simply a basket of peeled potatoes. Robot-provided potato preparations are also freely available to snack on while you work, though as always, they're liable to be spiked with something to encourage Islanders to get more "friendly" with one another. Of particular note is an invention the 'bots are quite proud of, sure to delight your organic tastebuds: the potato cocktail, which packs quite a punch and - strangely enough - tastes just like a hearty steak dinner?



III. NOSTALGIA FOODS





Seeking a bit of refuge and some comforting food to warm you up? Signs and flyers are out informing residents of the Straight From Home Special going on right now at the Flashbang diner! Come In For All The House Favorites! For the next few days anyone can walk in and receive a free meal (or two if you’re really nice) from the robot cooks behind the counter!

And it just so happens that they know exactly what you want. You will be served a meal of your favorite foods from home just the way you like them. Did you tell them? No. How did they know? Don’t bother asking, they’ll just say that the Cook Always Knows. The robot waitresses will make sure your drinks are topped up and you have everything you need, just like any hometown diner or pub you may have heard of.

Eating any of the foods will bring out such nostalgia. Feelings of fondness, sadness, longing, anything when you think about the memories of your past and even of recent events. You won’t be able to stop yourself from sharing those thoughts and feelings with those around you. You’ll want to talk about your life, your opinions on the weather, the sex you just had last night and in great detail. The waitresses are listening and so is everyone else nearby.

When you leave the diner you might just have to keep on sharing your thoughts about anything that comes to mind. Walk by someone you think is attractive? You’ll have to tell them. Don’t like someone’s outfit? Definitely have to tell them. Suddenly remembering having sex on the beach? Maybe the person next to you on the trolley won’t mind hearing all about it!

The effects of the nostalgia will last for half a day or until the completion of an auspicious act.



N A V I G A T I O N

nanban: (haha yeah)

Hawks | BNHA

[personal profile] nanban 2021-04-20 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
ARRIVAL

For such a fast moving person, Hawks gets off to a bit of a slow start. He isn't used to waking up in the ocean, let alone this whole dimensional rift thing. He feels a little queasy. His wings are drenched, which won't keep him from flying, but certainly is an annoyance. Before he can get his bearings enough to take off, though, he ends up at the spa.

Well, that part is all right, though no one has satisfactory answers for just what the hell this is. He tolerates it, but comes out the other side not with dripping wet clothes, not with freshly dried clothes, but with no clothes. No amount of protest seems to get them back, so he takes the towel and covers what he can with his wings.

The first order of business is finding a place to stay and get some damn clothes. He's observant and good at gathering information, so he figures this part out easily enough. At least...the housing part. The clothes thing? He's not so sure about that one.

So you may encounter a naked hero (he's still got that towel and his wings) stopping you. He doesn't seem the least bit embarrassed about this, so maybe it's not too awkward?

"Hey, weird question. Some robots or something took my clothes. You got any good ideas on where to get new ones?"


THUNDERBOLTS AND LIGHTNING

The good news is: Hawks got his clothes back! The bad news is: it's raining like crazy. It's mostly just an annoyance. He can't seem to stay warm enough, so he has his feathers fluffed up, wings tight against himself. The water does run off his feathers somewhat, but he's not a bird. He doesn't have total waterproof insulation.

A stray little dragon certainly seems to think he does, though. It follows him around, looking wet and pitiful, until he finally rolls his eyes and gives in, picking up the little guy and tucking him into his shirt. It's not all that warm and dry there, either, but any port (or shirt?) in a storm.

"You better not be a fire breather," he says. You can encounter him when he picks up this dragon. If someone else is around, Hawks will definitely notice them.

"Sorry, don't think you'll fit in my shirt like this guy. We should find someplace less soaking wet, huh?"

Later, dragon still safely in tow, Hawks decides to do what he's used to doing and play hero. Are you out where you might get hit by lightning? Do you need a rescue? Wave an arm, a tail, a limb, something! For a smaller character, Hawks can move them out of the way either physically or with his telekinetic feathers (it's a whole thing). For larger ones, get ready to be body slammed by a very fast moving flying guy, narrowly getting both Hawks and his target out of the way.

"Man, this place really keeps you on your toes, huh?" he asks. "Sorry about the tackle there. You okay?"


A TASTE OF ERKU

It's not all that easy to rope Hawks into menial tasks, so he isn't much for the potato thing. He pitches in occasionally, but cooking and prepping food isn't really his thing. Eating them, however? Now that is speaking his language. He'll try any potato dish. Whoops, looks like he missed the memo that they might have side-effects. Catch him with his mouth full and warn him or...you know. Don't warn him and see where that goes.


WILDCARD

[ ooc: hit me! kinks are here. 20+ characters for dirty things, please. pm this journal if you want to plot something! ]
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A Taste of Erku

[personal profile] naotorious 2021-04-22 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Naoto on the other hand, is most definitely versed with cooking. He's no restaurant chef and doesn't aspire to be one, but cooking is a hobby of his so he knows a little more than your average college student, perhaps. Given how limited food ingredients here can be, he'll take any opportunity to cook things he hasn't made in a while or never got the chance to. This time, it's hasselback potatoes that he would see videos of on YouTube. The two he's made smell great with the garlic and seasonings he threw in. He might...take some of these ingredients to use later.

He's been so focused getting lost in cooking that he hasn't had any of the samplings himself yet. The winged guy looks like he's enjoying himself. Could he have another potato?

"Hey hey! Are you a potato connoisseur? This is my first time making them like this so I'd like to know what you think. There's nothing weird in them, I promise!"

Nao is very much aware of the island's "horny food" but he hasn't paid much attention to what or how much Hawks had.
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[personal profile] nanban 2021-04-23 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
When Nao gets to him, Hawks has only had a couple kinds of food. That's probably more than enough, woe be to him, but he hasn't caught on about the effects the potatoes have yet. It's just a consequence of being too new here to get it, though he's aware of the app and all those things. Mostly he's dismissed the weird kink stuff so far.

"Those look incredible," he says. "I'm not a potato connoisseur as you say but I love food! Yeah, I'll try it."

He takes the potato dish from Nao and tries it. Hawks isn't easy to read by design, but he lets himself enjoy the potato, happiness sitting easily on his face.

"Wow, man, that's a great potato! All that garlic! You cook at home too, or what?"
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[personal profile] naotorious 2021-05-01 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Nao's smile isn't just from tasting it himself, but from the compliment too. He's far from being a master chef or even just at a regular restaurant he thinks, but he's learned quite a bit from his part on feeding his huge family. That and cooking is one of the only (if just the only) survival skill he can really offer to a fellow resident here, since something like hunting or flying or whatever isn't in the cards for him. Don't get him started on the space ships - he doesn't even own a car.

"Thanks!! By cutting it like this, it makes it super crispy like it's deep fried! You know what these would go good with? Wings! There's this American-style place back home that makes really good chicken wings! I haven't made those myself yet but maybe one...day...- "
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[personal profile] naotorious 2021-05-01 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
...WHAT IF THIS MAN IS PART BIRD AND NAO JUST IMPLIED EATING HIS RELATIVES?
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I laughed so hard at this tbh

[personal profile] nanban 2021-05-06 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Hawks already had the potato cocktail from the robots earlier, which is probably unlucky for him and Nao both. But he's got a good game face, despite how hot he feels. It's probably just the kitchen, right?

His eyebrows go up at that American-style comment. He hasn't had a lot of American-style food, actually, so he's curious. As for the whole chicken thing, Nao's off the hook there. He's not at all part bird, just a guy with a quirk.

So he laughs. "Oh, man, wings are awesome. Chicken's my fave. Weird, huh?" He can't help being amused about it. "I'm Hawks, by the way. What's your name, dude? Hard to give my compliments to the chef if I don't know."
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thank goodness because I was afraid it was too stupid LOL

[personal profile] naotorious 2021-05-06 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
The internal sigh of relief is probably obvious enough but it could pass off as Nao just being happy that he likes the food, yeah? Let's leave it at that. But maybe Hawk's aware enough that he can point out the irony in his name. It earns a laugh from him. It's nice to meet someone with a good sense of humor!

"Heheh! Thanks~! Hisami Naoto~ But just Nao or Naoto is fine. Maybe whenever I score some ingredients I can make...dude, are you okay?" He leans in a bit with his form still in his mouth, making sure that he's not just imagining things. "You look kind of sweaty. Did you eat something spicy?"

It certainly wasn't from his potatoes.