TDM 001

[erkumods]

TDM 001: TFLU

( 1 ) After leaving the teleportation chamber, you are gently coaxed out of the hospital and encouraged to find a place to stay. Maybe you've had time to check out your A5 app. Maybe you're just settling in. It's cloudy, overcast, cold -- you'll want to seek out someplace warm. Also, your device is beeping. A lot. The tech on the island works, it just doesn't work right. You can't seem to send a message to the correct person. It's time for... Texts From Last Universe ( 2 ) What's this? Your bingo card has just been beamed to a stranger's inbox...?! ( sample A5 cards -- NSFW, may contain triggering content, please feel free to use/ignore as you see fit) ( 3 ) And now you're receiving messages from other users that they don't remember sending: Nice shirt. It would look better on my floor. 10/10 would ride it into the sunset. This user thinks you're attractive. u up? 🍆 ( 4 ) Once you figure out that the robots have been hacking your devices, it's no easy feat to track one down and demand they stop. "So The Augur wills!" they wail in a monotone. "So it is done!" Any attempt to actually contact The Augur and get back into the hospital will be met with beefy robot bodyguards, who suggest taking a gentler approach to fix your devices. If you know what they mean. Wink. (This is your overt kink prompt. Please label any threads accordingly.) Note: All prompts are optional. The theme for this TDM is "malfunctioning devices." They can be fixed by indulging in the squares on your cards. For the sake of the TDM, you can use one of the pre-generated examples or a wildcard from the kink list. This can be used as a free bingo square completion once you have been accepted into the game. Players are welcome to wildcard their own TDM prompts; we only ask that you try to stick to the theme. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[reticule]

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actually no that makes sense. lance is a little alarmed he hadn't thought to do it himself first. he contemplates reaching out and returning the favor — i mean, checking himself for keith's realness, but then he quickly nixes the idea when he considers the other's... far more aggressive reactions to things.

so he lowers into a squat too, facing him. ]

If we can find Hunk or Pidge, they can probably reverse program this doohickey — [ he holds up his braceleted wrist ] — and be able to find out all that stuff. Or maybe Allura's familiar with this place! And she can like... do her Altean magic on it. Or something.

3-5

[takemeinyourdream]

...

am i missing some context here?

[noncertus]

[This dilapidated island city is lacking in many amenities... and one thing Cloud isn't lacking in is a surplus of self-consciousness. Had him until body heat, "Edwon", now how does he brush that off without telegraphing his embarrassment?]

I don't mix business with pleasure.

[Nailed it.]

[reticule]

yes

[ ever answer is a miserable 'yes' ]

which one did you get

a+ un

[automatized]

No. We barely know the full extent of this world and the Augur they speak about.

I’m merely suggesting a bit of patience is in order. It’s better to save your strength for a greater payoff.

[ he lets go of her as soon as she turns and lowers the axe. no sense in making it a contest of strength, anyway — she will overpower him and quickly. vidar isn’t here for a fight. ]

wildcard

[ruggie]

[Ruggie's been sneaking his way through the abandoned buildings, looking for anything that might be worth picking up. He carefully stretches his leg out, settling on a windowsill and going from one barren house to another. He's not expecting someone, maybe a couple of dust bunnies, but people were few and far between.]

[He scrambles into the window and-]

[-oh, this one's occupied.]

[Ruggie's looking every part the street urchin and he's peering through a doorway at a woman in an elaborate headpiece and deep, royal red. He's about to back up onto the windowsill again when,]

[crash!]

[How was there a fragile vase just sitting on the floor ready to get knocked over by a hyena's sturdy boots?! Wasn't that way too inconvenient?! He'd found nothing for four houses straight and the one he needs to sneak out of has a noisy breakable vase.]

Ah, uh, sorry, wrong house!

[he puts his hands up immediately, big ears laying flat down]

[mcvillain]

[To see... that seemed a little too intense, writing it off as mere coincidence. He doesn't really have any genuine interest in this man's identity, or his interests, or anything else, but curiosity compels him to ask before he thinks better of it.]

See what?

[That could mean a great deal, or nothing at all. He isn't threatened by the tighter grip; just shifts his fingers to accommodate.]

[paindemonium]

[ does he arrive early or late? doesn't matter. user "pandemonica" is already ahead of him, leaning back against one of the walls outside the cafeteria entrance. she hasn't posted pictures of herself or told him what she looks like, but jason's a smart boy - between the black nubs of horns peeking out from her hair, the long barbed tail swishing idly by her calves, the blood-red eyes, she's certain he'll put two and two together.

(alternately, it might be the part where there are dark bags under her eyes and she looks like she passively wants to die. would fit in well with the customer service demeanor.)

when she notices him, she doesn't move to wave or anything like that. she just gives him a quick once-over before speaking in a clear voice: ]

Hoodlum. Right?

[recordingends]

You. I need to see you. Please.

[It's vague, but that tone doesn't change. It's easy to channel that feeling, the one he gets when someone's about to make a statement or when he knows he can get something from them. That need to know, to See. This isn't the same, not hardly, but he can still find the feeling.]

[tagential]

There's nothing wrong with having fun on the job.

[that one actually was on purpose.]

[photog]

[without enough time to properly set this whole cuddle sesh up, and without the ability for Prompto to subsequently chicken out of it, the entire movement happens as one giant casual leap forward into supposedly intimate territory. for a second, he's a deer in headlights. really, dude?

really.

the two are a match for sighing, as he feels a little uncomfortable, even swept up and kept in McGillis' lap. this is so procedural, it's almost like it's a tick in the general's social calendar. wake up, salute the stars, get dumped into an foreign universe, sweep an unsuspecting civ into his arms, and then go home to a glass of whiskey and some smooth stylings of military marches on his finely kept 12" player. he rests the side of his head against him, in a slow realization of defeat.

he should probably go, right? like, this is actually getting a bit much. just take his new blanket and skedaddle. but now that he's checking the filth stats, there's a resounding "nope" coming from its unmarred box. that's not going to fly. and for a moment, instead of thinking this is kind of dumb and pointless and a little goofy, maybe this guy's just never had a really good cuddle? sucking in the sides of his cheeks, he looks upward to stern facial features, thin lines of brows, and peak physical perfection in its finest.]

Dude. I don't think we're gonna get anywhere like this. You've got the inner warmth of a king cobra. Loosen up a bit.

[hm.]

Mind if I, uh. Help you out here?

[takemeinyourdream]

"boobs"

[ it's okay, she's laughing about it. ]

[noncertus]

[Read on 20/5/XX 2:40 pm]

[underachievement]

Meaning my apple watch isn't the only one shooting off random sexts?

[reticule]

[ maaaaaaan

it wasn't even one of the good ones!

("good" being very, very subjective here) ]

crap
sorry
i think my bracelets broke or something
its been saying weird stuff for an hour now

[lapses]

[ gdi cloud

don't make him track u down. ]

[noncertus]

[he might not remember it but his ghosting game is still strong.

also...

not only does this head hurt magnificently but it's also easy to pick out in a crowd, thanks, implausible hairstyle.]

[noncertus]

Not interested.

[Cloud isn't going to last a month with that attitude.]

[beloveddaughter]

"It's not," she agrees, trying to fend off an argument. Catra's the only person she knows here, though even getting the name was a bit like pulling teeth. "But I don't know anything else about her—or you, for that matter."

Her voice is still calm, but she's at least going to attempt to get some more information out of Catra. "So this is all I can offer for ideas. What do you two normally do when you aren't saving the world or being lost inside a perverted city?"

[underachievement]

[ Snidely, ] Good. [ So he probably wasn't dropped off or herded here by the handsy robots. She'd like to take that as a sign that they don't also know she is into gravel-voiced, bulky dudes, but considering the predilections populating her A5 app, there's more evidence to suggest that they do. Somehow. It doesn't make any sense that they have that information and are fully functioning robots while the rest of the world is in shambles.

Regardless of who's right and who's lying, hooking up is the last thing on her mind. Jess scans behind him, as well as the whole of the room that they're in, despite clocking it upon entering. ] Anyone else here?

[inquiryguqin]

[Gentleman manners and chivalry is not lost on him. But perhaps it is good they're not in each other physical's presence if his very presence cause the sect leader distress. Lan Wangji's deeds and reputation is well-known throughout the cultivation world.]

Sect Leader Nie. You're in this world as well? Well met. I hope all is well for you.

The message wasn't intended for you. My bracelet is malfunctioning.

[Just to be clear in case of misunderstandings.]

4

[photog]

[he's knocked "cuddling" off his b-card, and that's just about as far as Prompto really wants to go with literally anything else on it, and you know what? you know what? it's time to ask those robots if they can stop sending pictures of Prompto hugging the ever loving shit out of chocobos to anyone and everyone that has to be stuck on this island. not that he minds anyone knowing that he's a huge fan, but it's also not exactly how he wants this first impression thingy to go.

and maybe, if he's lucky, he can get a peak under the hood and see what this Augur entity is all about. the only thing he knows is that this planet is suffering big time, and somehow they think??? boning is going to solve all the problems. yeah, probably not.

what he does chance upon is a Lance, however, begging their new overlords for some reprieve. he knows that look. that's the look of a fellow sinner who's probably sent way, way too many questionable texts out in his time.

Prompto's here, though! he's going to lend a hand. he's going to march right up to the scene

chest puffed out

eager

helpful!!!











and snap a few photos.]

Love the lighting here!

[aubyss]

and yet, somehow, you were feeling let down?

riiiight, right. its fine if you wanted some excitement. no shame in that.

[mcvillain]

[So all it took was a bit of nudging to get him in the mood? Not terribly surprising, since that was true of most men, but he was admittedly caught off guard by the veracity of it. That was honest, that was genuine. That he could believe in. So he nods, graciously.]

As you wish.

[He's got one hand free, so he uses it to unclip his heavy coat, undo his collar. He still honors his promise: nothing sexual, just watching. Just playing the part of the voyeur, as he spins their joined hands and leans down to kiss the bridge—followed by a kiss on each of his partner's knuckles, light and barely present.

It isn't sexual, but it's deeply... well, something else. Something like affection, or whatever a monster could summon in its place.]

[lapses]

[ vincent knows the ghosting game ok? he's like an expert at it.

but he isn't about to let cloud off that easily, not until he figures out why he doesn't remember him. so, enjoy one hella intense vampire coming his way through the crowd with a long, determined gait. stopping a few feet away from him, he stares down at him through narrowed red eyes. ]

Come with me. [ he nods his head in the direction of a more secluded area. ]