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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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[ He doesn't believe in past lives so yeah, he does think she's a little on the crazy side. But he feels bad for her when she looks hurt over the fact that he doesn't recognize her. ]
Don't get upset. You're cute for a crazy person. [ Maybe that'll make her smile. Not that he knows why he cares so much about cheering up this total stranger. Maybe past lives are a thing. ]
You wanna tell me your name or am I too young to be your friend this time?
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[ Especially while they're standing outside while it's cloudy and a leetle nippy too; her act of folding her arms across her chest is to try and preserve what body warmth she has given that leather doesn't do a great job of doing that over what essentially amounts to a midriff-baring top. ]
Oh, if I had a dollar for every time I heard that. [ But a grin splits her face anyway, visible indents in her cheeks before she ducks her head to try and not be so damn obvious. He might be younger, but she'll be damned if he doesn't still have the ability to make her smile. ]
What? [ That gets her head to whip up again. ] No, no, I don't think you're — well, you don't look jailbaity, but — [ Earp, please. ] Just... call me Wynonna.
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People call you crazy all the time? Not a good sign. [ He's teasing her. If she hears people call her cute a lot, it doesn't surprise him.
And he arches a brow at the jail bait comment. ] Wynonna. All right, then. [ A pause, then - ] I'm twenty-three, just so you know.
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Mmm. That too. Way more than you're estimating in your head right now. [ And even though it normally rankles her to hear that c-word, her lips quirk up in a smirk anyway. ]
Okay, so... not jailbaity. [ It makes her feel a little less creepy for the brief ogling she'd been doing. ] I'm just a handful of years older than you. As in seven.
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He tries to hold back his amusement at her relief about his age. ] You don't look it. [ Which probably sounds like a line but he honestly means it. He's more concerned about finding a way home than he is about the ridiculous sex card they have to fill in, but there's no harm in letting her know that if she wanted his help with a square, he definitely wouldn't say no to her. Out of the kindness of his heart, of course. ]
Seven years is nothing to me. [ He shrugs. ] But we should at least try to find a way out of here before we start fucking around, right?
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Maybe it's because she's spent the last almost-two years of her life in a city where she had to get over what little reservations she had left about sex pretty damn fast; maybe it's the fact that he is a familiar face to her even if that recognition doesn't travel both ways.
She still feels like she wants to look out for him anyway, like she owes it to the other version of him she knew from before to offer herself as an ally here, a potential friend. On a purely surface level, she's always been a little into him and she'd never made a secret of it before, even once their relationship had evolved into a strictly platonic one. ]
No, you're right, we... shouldn't get distracted. [ And by "we" she means herself, her chin dipping down for her to mask a small grin before her device starts doing that horrible beeping thing again. ] Okay, is yours acting up like this too?