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erku mods ([personal profile] erkumods) wrote in [community profile] ercookies2020-06-18 12:03 am
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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



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[personal profile] webdesigned 2020-06-18 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Um.

( that's not an answer, Peter, try and remember some actual words. look, he's just not used to being grabbed like that, is all, he's shaking off spider senses ringing alarm bells for the sake of it. he was just wandering around, as per usual... certainly not expecting to be flagged down for such a purpose.

since, to be honest, this guy isn't even the first he's seen wandering around with a collar. he thought it was some ... robot thing, though now that he's been given a bland request to remove it he supposes it's one of those robot things, as in something they did on a whim without any sense of approval.

cool cool cool. love that for a place so many people are forcibly trapped in. anyway,
)

Yeah, okay. ( he pauses, uncomfortably skeptical because That's Just How This Place Is, and adds, ) Can you... ( he spins a finger to illustrate what is apparently too difficult to turn into words. aka... turn around, pls. )
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[personal profile] freightcars 2020-06-18 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ In hindsight, he realizes a six foot tall guy made of muscle with a metal arm scowling intensely might not make for the friendliest picture. His face shifts back down into something more apologetic, something a little more neutral.

Sorry, kid. ]


Yeah.

[ Easy enough; he turns with his head dipping down a few inches, shoulders slumping to make more room. His right hand goes for his hair, absently palming it up and out of the way. ]

Thanks.
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[personal profile] webdesigned 2020-06-19 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
( yeah, it was a little wild. Peter isn't exactly intimidated, though, just surprised. and socially awkward. and he'd have been that last thing no matter how Bucky hailed him over for a hand.

he shakes it off okay, at least. he's exceedingly careful as he investigates the collar, forehead wrinkling in his determined concentration. the clasp doesn't seem that tricky to undo, though clearly there's some shenanigans at work here, because ... well, robot arms should probably be able to do a number on this thing.

is it rude to just ask a guy about his robot arm? asking for a friend.
)

Lemme guess, some weird sex obsessed robot has something to do with this. ( it seems most problems that happen around here are because of the weird, sex obsessed robots. ) This is a new trick. I guess spiking the food and ghostwriting invasive texts wasn't enough for these guys.