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TDM 002

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( 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?

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1. I'm sorry, what

[ "Domestication", they said. As if he's meant to be a pet, a creature to sit still and obey commands and follow the whims of another. Everything about it is the opposite of what Luo Binghe is. He's the ruler of the three realms, who tore apart the very boundaries of worlds to shape them to his liking. He bows to no one, and he's certainly no one's pet.

And yet, for whatever unfathomable reason, even with his strength, this collar refuses to give. Neither nails sharpened to razor points nor a sword of boundless strength could cut it. Reality could not hold strong in the face of Xin Mo's blade, and yet the material around his neck did not seem so much as scratched.

Fine. It makes him no less the man he is, and he walks around with his head held high regardless, studying those around him. For those also with collars, the mechanisms thereof in hopes of finding a secret of his own; for those without, instead levying suspicion. Anyone who thinks they'll be able to "domesticate" him shall learn the true meaning of the word.

And of course he can't read the tag which dangles in the front, boldly declaring:

Bad Puppy ]

2. Want to ride my giant cock?

[ Luo Binghe very quickly discovers that these strange creatures are suitable for riding. And he's commanded more than enough beasts before to understand quickly enough how to control this one. He can be found riding around at rather fast speed, inspecting the area. For any women he comes by, he'll pull up beside them and flash a handsome smile. ]

Good day, miss. Are you headed anywhere in particular?

[ Men will get a much different treatment. Luo Binghe is gruff, making no attempt to keep the chocobo from kicking up some extra dirt in their direction as he pulls up alongside them. ]

You. Tell me what you know of this place.

3. Wildcard

[ Feel free to come up with your own prompt! He doesn't have to be wearing a collar at any point. Also he will immediately start trying to seduce any women he comes across ~~or a certain shizun~~. ]

[He can't say he's surprised. It was the sort of thing one would expect eventually in such a place. This sort of theme was popular was it not? So seeing random people accosted and strapped in a collar didn't get any particular reaction from him. In fact, after a while, he found himself carefully trying to read what was written on the tags without being overly obvious.

He couldn't help but wonder what it meant about the person if it meant anything at all. It was becoming quite the game in fact. Using his fan to hide his gaze. In fact, he was so caught up in trying to read collars that he missed the very obvious face!

But, it only took a moment of pondering for him to glance up and see, his thoughts on what "bad puppy" meant put on hold.]

Binghe!

[It was a rare moment of obvious joy in his voice.]

[ When he first spots the man, full of a cold, ethereal grace, Luo Binghe freezes where he is. Images flash through his mind, of a cruel instructor who inflicted abuse and encouraged bullying, of a figure surrounded by fire rapidly fading into the distance as Luo Binghe plummeted away from him, of a pathetic shell of a human with all limbs torn off. But they're not the only ones: a man pulling him onto his shoulder when he was injured and later treating his wounds, the hazy view of someone else's memories of being a kind instructor to an eager disciple, that pitying--pitying--gaze as he stood beside a figure that was almost his very mirror image.

He had spent so much of his life obsessing over taking revenge on the former, that meeting the latter shocked him far deeper than he wanted to admit.

It's certainly the latter now, with that tone of voice with which he calls Luo Binghe's name. He thinks this is the other Luo Binghe, he realizes immediately. And this Luo Binghe isn't going to lose his chance a second time so easily. ]

Shizun!

[ He puts warmth into his voice, the same warmth that he uses to soothe his wives when one or another has gotten upset. He uses the excitement he gives when one of them is telling him about some accomplishment or another that is ultimately pointless. They're easy manipulations of his outward emotions, hiding his confusion. If he got here through some misdirection of Xin Mo, how did Shen Qingqiu get here? Is he actually here with the other Luo Binghe, separated only temporarily? He knows he needs to be careful what he says, to account for circumstances he doesn't know the truth of yet. ]

There you are! I've been looking for you.

[A surge of affection welled within him, so much he never would have guessed it had been there in the first place. Relief at seeing his disciples face and the sudden realization that he had indeed longed for him.

He closed the distance between them quickly, he didn't reply to the small talk, of course, he had been looking, what else would he have done upon waking up here? That was a given. Had he not also looked for Binghe when he awoke that first day? No, there was no reason to reply. Instead once close enough he reached out placing his hands on either side of Binghe's face, softly, tenderly even. Taking a moment to gaze at him, letting his emotions swirl about in a complicated mess, he then leaned in to kiss him.]

[ It's far bolder than Shen Qingqiu was acting during their previous interaction, and Luo Binghe adjusts accordingly. He lets Shen Qingqiu cup his face and draw him into a kiss. He pauses for just a short moment, then wraps his arms around Shen Qingqiu's waist and pulls them chest to chest as he returns the kiss.

He nips at Shen Qingqiu's lips, neither rough nor gentle but somewhere in between. Bites lacking the restraint he learned as he grew older, but still with an edge taken off them. He wants to keep Shen Qingqiu interested and keep him drawn in, and it's simple when he's holding him close but he knows that he could easily be rejected if he gives himself away again.

As a result Luo Binghe is not nearly as bold with his tongue as he was before, though he makes sure the little flicks of it he does are enticing enough on their own. Regardless of how reserved Shen Qingqiu is, Luo Binghe is certain that their relationship has at least reached that point, and he's almost curious to see just how far he can get this. ]

[The forwardness he was feeling blinded him from thinking too much of the little tells that indicated this was most likely not his Binghe. He should have considered the nature of this world would definitely be met with rage. There had been no whining or tears, and no eager suggestions of squares to fill. All things he could imagine Binghe focusing on.

But, Shen Qingqiu had spent a month in this R-18 hell. Constantly pumped with aphrodisiacs and embarrassing situations. A month alone and forced into unfaithful situations feeling guilty and a little mad.

He let himself melt into it, deepening himself, a part of him determined to show someone he could indeed kiss perfectly fine! Where Binghe was lacking boldness, he made up for it himself using his tongue and being as daring as he could imagine. ]

[ It's a level of engagement far beyond what he was expecting, but Luo Binghe quickly adjusts. He's not about to let Shen Qingqiu be the one in control of him. ]

Shizun...

[ He pulls back to murmur it with more false affection, and when he leans back in, it's very different. Luo Binghe reaches up to cradle the back of Shen Qingqiu's head to keep him from being able to pull away and pushes his tongue into his mouth to claim it. Once again he's almost surprised when it doesn't taste of the foul poison that characterizes Shen Qingqiu's words; even if this one is different from the one he knows, at their cores, they must be the same.

Luo Binghe's actions are not born out of lust. He enjoys sex, but this is not that. This is power, this is domination, this is proof that he is better than the pathetic other self who could seduce only the most despicable man possible to have as his single wife. He will not lose to the other Luo Binghe, and he will prove to this Shen Qingqiu which of the two of them is better. ]

[Another time and place he would be aghast at himself, being so openly physically affectionate and in public. But, it was hard to deny and though he was a shy man that had a lot of hangups he wasn't a man that denied himself particularly. Despite appearances and assumptions he acted quite a lot on impulse, and so he let that desire and impulse coast him into this display. Into this desire and want. To make up for the month of being apart, to make up for the actions he had been contrived into.

But, as the kiss lingered, and deepened. As Binghe's tongue came to conjure territory, there was something just a bit off. The small cues started surfacing as his mind strayed into thought. He was proud Binghe had not burst into tears, but, why had he not? There had been no pouting or other behaviors he had come to expect a little of. He did not talk about the world or the goal of it, either in excitement of trying new things or in agitation from being forced to do something and having Shen Qingqiu forced to it first.

And really this kiss was far too smooth and his valiant attempt to be amazing right now were being countered for the flow. Let him live! He is in a good mood and he should get to have the lead right now!

Bad puppy....

He didn't break the kiss yet, but he did lift his hand to slide it into Binghe's robes against his chest, looking for the scar that he was mostly certain would not be on this Binghe before him.]

[ Luo Binghe knows immediately where that hand is going. He didn't notice it right away last time, but having been given some time to think on it, he realized what it was that had alerted Shen Qingqiu. So he knows now that if he lets that hand continue, he'll be revealed a second time.

He lets go of Shen Qingqiu's head to smoothly catch that hand and entwine their fingers together, as if the touch reminded him that this was an option available to him. He gives another nip at Shen Qingqiu's lip before breaking the kiss again. ]

Shizun, I've missed you so much. Let's find somewhere to go, or we can even do it right here if you'd like.

[His hand was taken, which, was also odd in that it prevented him from his goal. But, that was fine too. As his hand was clasped he moved his hand a little so he could brush against Binghe's palm, and as he suspected, smooth skin.

But, where he might have recoiled in terror before, he does not. He was not... particularly afraid of what might happen. He was still happy to see Binghe, even if it was the original.

Though, why was he trying so hard to pretend? Before had been a legitimate accident, but now?

Bing-ge! Why are you not taking full advantage of this R-18 world that is right up your alley? Go seduce all the women and make a new harem! What is this bullshit playing around here with him?

He let out a soft sigh.]

This master is aware of who you are, there is no need to pretend.

[ Luo Binghe's eyes widen slightly, and there's a long pause. Then, slowly but deliberately, his grip tightens on Shen Qingqiu's hand and fingers, the grip of someone ready to break bones. His gaze sharpens and his lips twist into a grin. Around Shen Qingqiu's waist, his grip holds a little tighter. ]

If Shizun is aware, why not shove me away as you did before? Do you not think I'll try to do it a second time? Or could it be that Shizun is willing this time?

[The primal fear that is always deep down inside him rushes to the surface at the tightened grip. He can't help but flinch a little. After all... he knows what happens to the original goods. How much Binghe hated him. The original was not kind, and their previous meetings had been frightening.

At the accusations, he couldn't help but look away.

Guilty.

He was honestly not unwilling, and it was selfish and terrible of him.]

The circumstances are different.

"Different."

[ He pulls Shen Qingqiu a little closer, making sure their waists are flush against each other. If there's an erection there, Luo Binghe wants to feel it, and he wants Shen Qingqiu to know that he can feel it. ]

Is it that Shizun has been without a "Luo Binghe"? Is the despicable Shen Qingqiu so pathetic that he'll take whichever he can get without a care?

There was a certain list of things asked of me when I arrived. [ He lets go of Shen Qingqiu's hand to grab a handful of his ass and pull him even closer. ] Was Shizun asked the same? Have you been suffering here without someone willing to claim you as their wife?

[His affection might have been high, but he wasn't the sort to just standing at attention without at least some work first. Binghe would find no victory there. What he did do was flush a little, the faintest tint to his otherwise pale skin.]

Who said there is no care-

!?

[He all but yelped at the grab and pull, the tint to his cheeks actually deepening.]

This master is not, and never will be, anyone's wife.

Then it won't be a problem. We can resume exactly where we left off last time. If you're not his wife, he has no reason to take issue.

[ Without leaving any room for argument, Luo Binghe uses his hold on Shen Qingqiu to suddenly lift him up. He adjusts his hold so that he can initiate another kiss, at the same time bringing the two of them into a nearby abandoned home. The bed is easy to locate even with what should be a distraction in his arms, and all too quickly Shen Qingqiu is pinned underneath Luo Binghe once again. ]

Shizun, [ his voice is full of so much affection that it's impossible he's being fully sincere, ] you were given a list as well, weren't you? Tell me the things on it that you want to do.

[No matter what being taken away and pinned down in such a short time raised his adrenalin levels. His fight or flight response definitely kicked in and he wanted to flee, but he couldn't, so instead, he froze. The Binghe that had ripped his arm off during the punishment was on top of him, oozing manipulative affection and reminding him that he was in fact, in the middle of doing something that would hurt his Binghe, the maiden heart Bing-mei.

But everything about this world was upsetting and would hurt him.]

This master doesn't care much for his list.... But....

[He raised a hand and pulled at the front of the collar. Bad Puppy. Yes, yes, this was a bad puppy here.]

This is listed in a way. And Phone Sex doesn't sound too bad....

[Of course he could always just show the list, he felt speaking them aloud was too much.]

[ By this point, Luo Binghe had all but forgotten about the collar around his own neck. When Shen Qingnqiu reaches up and suddenly his whole head gets pulled down a little in response, his expression immediately goes cold. He's angry, not the fiery anger of someone about to lash out but the frigid anger of someone who will patiently bide his time, waiting to execute revenge in the cruelest way possible.

Luo Binghe had years of humiliation and lowering his head for Shen Qingqiu. He refuses to have his head lowered a single time more. ]

(Original) Luo Binghe / "Bing-ge" | Scum Villain's Self-Saving System

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