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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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[ Yennefer has never seen a gun or anything like it. So in her eyes, she had just teleported somewhere only to be met with what looked like a farmer gripping a dulled mess of metal.
At least this farmer had good manners and didn't run for the hills the moment she appeared. ]
Do you trivialize everything you see or just in the presence of a lady?
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[ worse things have been assumed about him. either way, once she doesn't prove herself a (visible) threat, he eases his hand off the pistol. ]
Well, I have been accused of taking things a little too easy at times.
[ he nods to her again. ]
Just can't say I've seen anyone else popping out of those. I'm plenty familiar with teleporters, but not like that.
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Yennefer of Vengerberg, to whom do I owe the pleasure?
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[ he offers a hand, very casually. no idea if she's the type to shake hands or not. ]
Pardon an obvious question, but I'm assumin' you can't use that to get out of this place.
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[ Yennefer had never known a man to hold out his hand in askance as this Jesse McCree did. She was charmed the same way ladies were supposed to accepted overtures of basic courtesy.
She placed her hand in his and waited.
And waited.
Was he supposed to kiss her hand, or what was going on here? ]