TDM 002

[erkumods]

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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[beye]

Food is only as good as the sustenance it provides. If you have the luxury to indulge in snacks, then perhaps you simply don't know what it means to struggle.

[Pitiful, certainly, but can Angelo imagine how many times Dimitri has heard similar admonishments from men like him? Too often to care. Too often to answer his anger with anything but a smile, nauseating and devoid of shame.]

I find you repulsive. You are neither a snack nor a meal. [wow rude, esp considering angelo is really beginning to look like a snacc, if u will] Sickening. A creature like you needs to be taught proper respect.

[apodictic]

And who's going to teach me proper respect? This corpse of yours, who barely knows how to deal with people, let alone snacks?

[ a mean little laugh! from this hot snacc. ] I think not. Be unfulfilled. I'm sure it's nothing different for you.

[beye]

[Sure took long enough for this vile creature's popcorn to have an effect on Dimitri. Now that he's aware of it, he's angry. Standing up abruptly, Dimitri snags Angelo by the wrist and hauls him upright.]

You! You poisoned me!

[Dimitri aphro'd himself. Ignore him. Ignore the lance he's testing his grip on like he has half a mind to make good on stabbing this nasty little animal.]

Was this your aim all along?! She sent you after me, didn't she? Don't lie to me, plague rat!

[apodictic]

[ is there a limit to angelo's blond obsession? quite possibly he's hit with this awful excuse for a lint trap.

angelo, however, doesn't take too lightly being grabbed by lesser men. he flips his hold on him and twists his arm with brute force surprising for his size and slams his lovely heel on the side of his knee. ]

Do not mock me. You're not worth the effort at all!

[ he's going to leave!!! ]

[beye]

Keep mewling, stray.

[The time for idle pleasantries has ended. Dimitri won't be easily outdone by a twink with a bad attitude, though he's generous enough to allow him to try.

Pain ebbs through him, but Dimitri doesn't bow. Not to the likes of Angelo, who is no better or worse than any other piece of trash littering this little island.]

You've had your fun. Now I'll have mine.

[Cruel to no end, Dimitri turns, arrests Angelo by the neck, and drags him through the dirt en route to some quiet little patch of land where no one will hear him carry on. Go ahead, try and leave. A running target will make for a fine change of pace.]

[apodictic]

Filth--

[ he didn't exactly drag him without a fight. angelo is used to fighting, and fighting recklessly but also fighting without remorse. he's a mad dog, but a skilled mad dog, even outside of his mobile suit. he's not being dragged there without suffering an injury or worse. a newtype, their senses sharpened to a dangerous point and their mental state unstable even as they are skilled, angelo retaliates with controlled fury. ]