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TDM 002
| TDM 002: IF FOUND PLEASE RETURN TO |
( 1 ) Around mid-morning, a message from the Augur appears on bracelets all across the city. "New organisms discovered. Domestication in progress."  The wark of a chocobo rises up from the outskirts of the city. Several more join in, forming a charming chorus. And, strangely, this is when new arrivals begin to show up. Beamed in one at a time, scanned en masse, they are processed just as the first wave was. There's one major difference: whereas the old guard was given their bracelets and ushered into the City, the new folks are also given... collars. Buckled, snapped, or otherwise fastened around their necks, a variety of colorful collars with some rather unusual novelty pet tags. (These are just a few suggestions. The typical “If found, please return to ____” is also very much acceptable.)  "You are new organisms. Domestication in progress. Compatible Eros energy will complete domestication." No matter how hard they try, characters cannot take the collars off by themselves. They need a partner's help - but not just anyone will do. It very well might be the first person they find, or it might take several tries. The robots grow bolder as the day grows on, targeting characters who aren't new, as well. "Y̶o̶u̴ ̸a̷r̸e̷ ̵o̵r̵g̶a̴n̷i̷s̶m̸s̶.̶ ̶D̷o̶m̴e̴s̶t̶i̶c̵a̸t̶i̸o̴n̸ ̷i̵n̸ ̴p̸r̶o̵g̷r̵e̷s̵s̷." Their antics die down by nightfall, but for the next day or two, the occasional malfunctioning 'bot may accost someone in the street, so stay on your toes!  ( 2 ) An abandoned racetrack lights up the night. That's right: place your bets, folks, because these birds are about to run around a track while robots sell synthetic, overpriced aphro-popcorn. ...Did you say priced? That’s right! If you participated in the orgy earlier this month, you'll find you have a stash of credits accessible in your app. You've fucked money back into the world, so why not waste it? (Opportunities to earn credits will come up periodically and won't always be sexual in nature, so don't worry if your character wouldn't have any yet.) And if you don't have credits to bet with, why not get creative? N A V I G A T I O N |
big bird
And then some guy has to be that guy!! ]
Beg your pardon?
[ Heavy brows lift at the man. It's not the first time Gladio's run into someone who didn't know what a chocobo was, but old habits die hard and Gladio still can't believe that his ubiquitous riding mammal from his world is being mistaken for food. The flat, vaguely judgmental look settles on Bucky. ]
Would you eat a horse?
[ Listen, he knows about them now! Besides, chocobos have a... unique smell. It's stronger in stables where many are raised at once, and it's not exactly appetizing. And once you've been nuzzled by one, it's incredibly difficult to envision them as edible. ]
no subject
No question, gotta keep it going.
So, instead of apology Gladio's met with a slightly incredulous: ]
What, you've never eaten horse?
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What? No! [ He immediately thinks of Geralt's horse, Roach, and the sodden greens the witcher had dumped in front of her to chew on and -- no, that's... that's nasty. ]
What about a horse looks at all edible? [ This is rich coming from a guy who literally breaks off horns and cuts steaks off of fallen monsters, but shh. ]
I assume you know what a dog is, right? They like dogs. Big... yellow... leggy dogs. [ With feathers and very large beaks. ]