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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[decoctions]

[ There are a lot of things to note about this conversation already--the comparison to an elven stone (of what sort?) and the mention of an elven clan. Different from what he knows, but as is quickly made apparent, they aren't from the same place at all. It shouldn't be a surprise when he's yet to meet anyone else from the Continent, but he's so used to being known, if not for who he is, then what he is. To be anonymous again is a strange feeling. ]

Geralt of Rivia. I don't know Thedas. Sorry.

[ His apology is as gravelly and without inflection as everything else he's said. ]

[telahnem]

Don't apologize. [ it means, perhaps, this geralt doesn't have the same sort of history with elves that humans at home have. ] As long as you don't intend to be an ass about what I am, I don't care where you're from.

[ he makes a gesture to everything out there, beyond the medical facility they were poked and prodded in. ]

Now that we're introduced, any interest in trying to find out more about where we are? [ at the very least, he should figure out where he's bedding down tonight. ]

[decoctions]

[ The irony of Hadis' request is amusing enough to prompt the slightest upward twist at the corner of Geralt's mouth. It's a smile, but it could as easily be mistaken for a grimace. Geralt is an ass, but he's the last person who's going to ridicule an elf for being an elf. He gets it. Most people don't see him as human either. ]

Yeah. Can't wait.

[ Not sarcasm, for once. He's eager to see what the rest of the city looks like. ]

You can handle yourself if we get into trouble?

[ He could protect him, and would if it came down to it. But he usually won't play escort unless he's being paid for it. Not that he has any idea what constitutes currency in a place like this. Bartering favors, probably. ]

[telahnem]

He smiles, [ he observes dryly, his own lips twisting upward briefly before flattening again.

the question earns an arch glance, and he lifts his hand, turning it palm up. flames bloom into the center, wreathing his fingers. when he closes it into a fist, the fire extinguishes. he gestures to the elegant staff strapped to his back, then. ]

I'm a mage, [ however reluctantly. ] I'll be fine. Not that I think there's anything here much more dangerous than bad sex. [ he's already, somewhat bizarrely, run into a couple hooking up in an alley. talk about impatient.

he turns toward the rest of the city, spreading his hands in an expansive gesture. ] Pick a direction, Geralt of Rivia. They all look the same to me.

[decoctions]

[ He laughs, too. Or he snorts at least, which is close enough. His eyes flicker to the brief curl of Hadis' lips and away again just as quickly as the elf summons a magical flame to his palm. Geralt arches a brow, but makes no comment. A mage, in his experience, is more than capable of watching their own back. That suits him. ]

Mm. We'll have to be careful.

[ Wryly said, though he has every appearance of seriousness. ]

Bad sex can happen where you least expect it.

[ He leads them off with that, choosing to walk a straight path away from the hospital. The buildings around them are in various states of disrepair, clearly abandoned some time ago. As they walk Geralt often pauses to peer into broken windows or nudge rotting doors open to scout the rooms beyond. Resources are limited. He's looking for useful supplies, a warm and dry place to rest, and clues as to what happened here. At one point he kneels down in a dusty room and stares intently at the floorboards, though they're entirely unremarkable. But a witcher's enhanced senses can pick up what most can't, and what he's studying are barely-there signs of wear against the boards, like something had been dragged across many times. ]

That's lighter than it looks.

[ he concludes, nodding toward the tall chest of drawers positioned against the wall nearest him. It's sturdy enough to have held up where so many other things had not, but if he's right, it was often moved back and forth away from the wall. Concealing something? ]