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TDM 014: A DAY AT THE FAIR
| TDM 014: A DAY AT THE FAIR |
00. Arrival You come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface and carrying you to shore. Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. If you don’t manage to get away from them quickly enough, they may even usher you toward the Laid Bare Spa, where new arrivals will be offered free massages, a sauna, hairstyling, and their clothing may come up permanently missing. But you will be given a complimentary towel to leave with if needed! Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see beyond what arrivals before you have helped to rebuild. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a place to live in the now, whether a rundown apartment in the City, a tent on the beach, a bed in the barracks, or your own space at the House of Worship. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. I. HAY FEVER A new mode of transportation has made an appearance! From one end of the fairgrounds to the other, and even sometimes off the beaten path and into the wilds, robot-horse-drawn hay wagons shake, rattle, and roll. And, of course, what are hay wagons great for? Anyone fancy a roll in the hay? Anyone who is taking a hay ride will see their A5 card flash - and they will be given the option to trade one square for the vehicles square. (New players engaging in this prompt can call it a freebie.) But beware! The wagons roll at all hours of the day and night. At night, the spooks come out to play! Rides will be "haunted" by frightful spooks played by machines and your local Islanders. The 'bots will hire anyone interested to don their favorite slasher costume or ghostly garb. After all, everyone knows that fear and adrenaline are related to attraction, right? Just another thoughtful service provided by your generous benefactors. II. Acute Beef Poisoning How about an eating contest? Multiple competitions are held throughout the fair: hot dogs, hot dogs, pies -- just use your imagination! Of course, there's always the chance that you've been recruited to be "eaten"... So sit back and enjoy the ride. For those of you with an exhibitionist streak, all contests are held in front of an audience. Be careful, ye who eat here, because the pies in particular have been known to have the following effects (with a two-hour duration):
III. BRODEO Last but not least, try the mechanical contraptions of various sizes - equipped with equipment of various sizes as well! The objective of this game is to last as long as you can. Thirteen Hand Sam is the smallest of the mechanical horses. It has no attachments, but instead vibrates until the rider orgasms. Mechanic Mike is the second mechanical horse. With a modest six-inch dildo, it bucks its rider around until orgasm. For those who like a real challenge, the mechanical bull -- the Bonine -- is a two-person contraption that straps each rider in with their own dildo. They sit face-to-face on the thrashing machine, within touching range, able to encourage each other to come (and to lose) more quickly. Ride like you've never ridden before, or comfort someone in the aftermath of a job well done. N A V I G A T I O N |
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"Maybe it takes some people longer to adjust," Ienzo suggested, and finally lifted his head to greet the stranger properly. "I, well, washed up this morning, and brought here pretty much right away. My name's Ienzo. How long have you been living here?"
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Another pause. Normally he doesn't bother giving his name without being directly asked first. It's not something he cares about. But when the other person gives theirs first... yeah, sure, whatever. "I go by Noiz."
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"Sorry for assuming things, Noiz," Ienzo both apologized and returned the greeting. "I suppose if something is kidnapping people from all kinds of worlds - there's going to be more like you who aren't as easily embarrassed as I am."
And, lest Noiz think he was saying something about his homeworld, Ienzo clarified, "I don't usually get out of my lab much."
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"It's never fazed me. Not sexual content." He never really understood why many people made a big deal out of it. He returns his gaze to ask. "Are you one of those basement recluses who get nosebleeds from looking at naked people they find attractive?"
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That'd be quite the overshare.
"I've been working quite a lot for most my life," Ienzo said instead, looking sheepish. "I just haven't gotten the chance to have much experience. I doubt I'd completely lose my cool like, well, some cartoon character, if I was in that situation. When I'm in that situation, it looks like, since that's what we need to do here."
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"I was joking," he offers up with a casual tone. "It does appear you're better off adapting sooner rather than later, though. Some of the terms on those cards are the opposite of vanilla."
Will he need to explain the term 'vanilla' to Ienzo? Eh, if he does, he will.
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If only things happened regularly on the island where people were forced to share memories - wait ..."Vanilla," Ienzo didn't ask, he worked it out pretty easily, "plain, basic, what most people will order, considered the default flavor. Yes, I can see what you mean. The requests they've given me, well ..."
To Ienzo's credit, he was trying not to blush. "... I'll need to look up a few definitions."
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It wasn't like him to turn down knowledge, was it?
"Most of these are self-explanatory," Ienzo told him, though he wasn't certain how electricity was supposed to turn someone on. "But what in the worlds are 'Pervertables'? Edgeplay - involving knives, I assume? And then there's 'fisting' ..."
Yes, this probably would be too easy for Noiz.
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"Fisting is when you insert your hand all the way up inside someone's orifice. Some like the full feeling, the tightness, or both." He bends the tips of his fingers in unison.
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"I see," Ienzo tried to imagine him having that done - or doing that to a stranger - and his brain came up with a blank 404. "I suppose that'd ... go right along with that Size Difference square, wouldn't it? I wonder if we can eliminate multiple requests at once, so to speak."
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"You're better off asking someone who's been here a while about multiple requests." Noiz is in the same boat he is, and he doubts it'd be that easy to fill up a card.
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"You're right, of course," Ienzo agreed, again trying to bully through his embarrassment. "I suppose I'll need to get the help of a variety of people anyway, then, considering these requests."
Especially considering one of them was Multiple Partners. Ienzo thought aloud, "Do we know if the Augur has a sense of humor?"
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Awkward? Sure. But Ienzo was trying gamely to do what he assumed would be the logical thing. And, so far as he knew - it's not as if he knew anyone here.
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