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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[aeroll]

[ the sound of a sword being drawn is enough to make reno let go of his latest victim, turning around to — surprise, surprise — come face-to-face with that fucking merc. just his freakin' luck, of course SOLDIER boy would be here too. ]

Wasn't askin' for your help, asshole. [ his electro-mag rod is within his hand in seconds. with a flick of his wrist, he snaps it open to its fullest length, a cocky grin settling onto his face. ] Guess you made it out alive. Can't say I'm not disappointed.

[noncertus]

I'm just doing my civic duty.

[Cloud remembers what a pain in the ass that electro-mag rod and its agile wielder can be, and he's still more than a little sore about what happened to the slums. ]

Taking out the trash.

[He brings the Buster Sword down from his shoulder, the grip held low to his center of gravity, the blade one great diagonal plane pointed edge-first ahead of him. Oh yeah, this is personal.]

[aeroll]

[ a low chuckle bubbles forth from his throat as he gives a slow shake of his head. bad luck on top of bad luck for reno, eh? ]

Speak for yourself, 'First Class'. [ he isn't in the mood for another fight with him, but the kid's got a stick up his ass — for arguably good reasons. ] Look, [ he twirls the metal stave in his hand. ] I'd love to do this fun little dance with you, but I'm off the clock and I don't see myself wasting time on little bitches like you during my off hours.

[ he gestures at the city they're in with his rod. ]

And I'm not about to fight you in Fuck City when I've got bigger things to worry about, yo. Like how to get home, for starters. Or how to survive on this piece of shit island with minimal food and necessities. We ain't on Gaia anymore, so calm the fuck down and think a little.

[ or don't. whatever. he's ready for him either way. ]