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TDM 001
| 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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[In some ways, Melfina was the most wanted person in the whole of space.
Of course, Aisha had no idea of the practical parts of running a business. Had that ever stopped her before? Of course not, and besides, she'd be bored to tears if she didn't do something while they looked for a way home.
A firm nod, and then-]
We'll get started right away. It was probably hard but this place doesn't have anything, so there's no competition!
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Of course as things stood... Melfina wasn't certain she held the same level of importance as she once had. It seemed wiser not to say that. At least not yet.]
That's... true, I guess. I'm sure we'll be able to get a lot of business. But Aisha? I don't exactly know how to run Starwind and Hawking Enterprises. And the Ctarl-Ctarl don't operate like a business, do they?
[...Melfina wondered just how they were going to even begin. They'd need a place. That was first and foremost.]
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[Her word was sacrosanct. When she decided things happened, no matter what it took. If Melfina didn't know that, no problem. She'd just show her. But something was a little more pressing.
Yes, more pressing than Aisha proving a point.]
Have you seen anywhere you're okay with crashing for the night? I want to secure something better for the long term, but for now one of these crappy buildings will haveta do.
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Having something left up to her... Well. That was almost unheard of.]
Well... If they're all... [Crappy? Crappy. Mel sounds so strange using the same terminology. But maybe a little endearing, too.] ...crappy, then it won't really matter where we stay, will it? We can't stay out here. I mean, it's probably not safe. Let's just... pick a place. We'll figure out more in the morning.