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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[conjobs]

[John follows along quite happily. Of course he wants to see the rest of the city, but the skies don't look to be in pretty good shape right now and the exploring can wait until he's found some decent shelter to hole up in, he thinks.]

Heh. Yeah. That won't be a problem mate. [He'd like to think he's got a bit of a reputation back home. Bad boy-heartbreaker-here for a good time-try anything twice-blah blah blah. He'll fuck every last man, woman, robot, animal and anything else he comes across for a pack of smokes, a bottle of whiskey and a club sandwich.]

I mean. Tha's not why I'm asking about your place. Unless you want to, with me.

[omnisciens]

[ he gives him a slightly scandalized glance, but it only lasts for a moment, fading into a soft, troubled look. on one hand, again, he knows if they're trapped here, they sort of have to do what they have to do to survive. on the other hand.. he sure would feel better about it if he could just have that discussion with carlos.

sure, he knows his husband would want him to do what he needs to do, and it's not the first time they've been separated in their relationship, and it's not even the first time one of them was faced with something just a little bit like this. after all, hadn't carlos's relationship with kevin in the other world been affectionate? maybe even a little romantic, given how lonely they'd both been there. ]

Huh, [ he says, mostly just to show john he's.. thinking, and that he hasn't just gone awkwardly silent out of disapproval. and then, as it suddenly occurs to him: ] .. Oh. Were you flirting with me earlier? [ the drink, taking it from there.. he hasn't been flirted with like that in a long while. ]

[conjobs]

Wow. Was I that rubbish? [Was John being too subtle? He's never been accused of that so, clearly there's a first time for everything.]

I'm always up for a good time. [Especially when there's something new and different involved. Let it never be said that John turned down tentacles.]

Are you? [It's hard not to look hopeful with his smirk.]

[omnisciens]

[ he huffs a laugh, shaking his head. ] My husband doesn't flirt like that, and it's been a long time otherwise. [ he and carlos have been together for years now, after all, and before that.. he can't really remember his last date with anyone else, actually.

the hopeful little smirk and question earns another sideways glance, his flush deepening. ] I.. Well, we'll see.

[ he's not really sure he's ready to do this sort of thing, even if it is necessary. ]

[conjobs]

[It's not an outright no, which softens the blow considerably. John flashes him a tight-lipped smile and nods. While he's eager to jump dick first into any willing participant, he can appreciate that this is a bit of an overwhelming change of scenery and not everyone is as enthusiastic or thrilled about what's happening.]

Nice place. [An off the cuff comment once their pace starts slowing down and John's attention gets drawn to their surroundings, giving both of them an easy opportunity to change the subject.]

[omnisciens]

[ he shifts, pressing john's arm, returning the smile with grateful warmth. he's glad the other man is apparently willing to be a little patient with him, at least.

the comment earns a musing hum, and he moves them toward a building in particular as they turn down a side-street. ]

It could use a few more people, though. It's a little lonely.

[ he lets them into the building, then down the hall into what seems to be some sort of condo. it has basic furnishings, and it's already cleaner than the rest of the building, so apparently cecil's been busy in the little while he's been here. ]

Here we are, [ he says cheerfully, and several tentacles slide from beneath his sweater, helping him with his shoes as he bends to remove them, one curling around john's wrist to gently urge him further into the room, another closing the door behind them. ] I think they're all more or less like this for now.

[conjobs]

Ah. Not the kind of invitation you'd want to make to a stranger, love. [Especially one who happens to be a bit of a freeloading slob.

The tentacle is an odd sensation that John's still getting used to as he stumbles inside a little more, glancing behind him before shedding out of his coat. Setting it down flapped over the back of an old, disused piece of furniture, he takes a couple more steps inside and looks around. It's uh... quaint. Homely? A little austere for now, but nice.]

Well you've made yourself at home. No uh... [Might as well bring it up now.] No hubs and kid?

[omnisciens]

Well, we're not strangers anymore, now are we? [ sure, they don't know one another well, but there's plenty of time for that, isn't there?

the question makes him pause, hands curling loosely over the back of a chair, tentacle sliding down the other man's wrist before slipping away. it drifts lazily in the air with the other two, one tugging at the hem of his skirt. ]

No, not here. [ his tattoos shiver over his forearms, eyes blinking open and shutting, and cecil shifts. ] .. It's probably a good idea to figure out how this system works sooner than later, isn't it? [ the.. sex-for-survival thing, if that's what it is. ]

[conjobs]

[There's so much they don't know about each other, John would have protested, but sometimes he thinks that's for the better.]

Take your time with it mate. [This city probably didn't get to this state in a day. It's unreasonable to expect everyone to be able to fix it overnight.]

...if it's food you're worried about I could help you out. [A well-meaning offer with a casual shrug and a sniffle. Let's just say he's put out for a lot less.]

[omnisciens]

That's not-- [ his face feels warm again, but he steps around the chair once more, stepping closer and reaching up to touch curious fingertips to the other man's jaw. ]

I can't live on someone else's charity, that's not me. [ carlos would hate for him to live that way here even if cecil could do it. he's made his own way in life.. all his life, as far as he knows. other than the prophecy bit, of course. ] My husband would be practical once he got over the surprise.

[ carlos is a scientist. at the very least, he'd be interested in studying how one uses sex to restore a world.

he clears his throat, feeling--and probably looking--flustered. ] I don't know about, umm.. everything, but.. if you're interested, we could start with a kiss and see what happens?

[conjobs]

[Oh, that's- John wasn't expecting that. He's getting a bit of mixed signals between the touching and the reluctance, not accustomed to this nebulous halfway space in between blokes who either assert their masculinity in a certain way and those who practically can't keep their hands off if they're interested.]

It's not charity, but, you know. Wouldn't say no if you wanted to cook for me. [Let's just say his culinary skills are a little on the limited side.

John slides his hand up half the length of Cecil's back, half expecting to feel extra appendages in the way while he tries to soothe and reassure him, get him to relax. When he reaches the back of his neck he gently pulls him in a little closer. Constantine's voice drops half an octave and several decibels, until it's a whisper between their lips.]

Tell me you don't like it, and we'll not. [He brushes his thumb over the nape of Cecil's neck, a few soft strokes before he tilts his head and closes the distance between them, just testing the waters first with a chaste brush of slightly chapped lips and his other hand tentatively resting on his waist.]