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TDM 015: IT'S ALWAYS SUNNY IN PARADISE

TDM 015: IT'S ALWAYS SUNNY IN PARADISE



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. Beach Episode





Welcome to your beautiful and sunny island paradise, Erku! ...wait, it's sunny? That's right! For about two weeks, the Island will enjoy unusually warm and clear weather, just perfect for enjoying the cool waters of the beach. Don't swim out too far, however, lest you stray into hazardous choppy waters or get lost in the fog that still lingers beyond the peaceful cove. Just stay close, and you're golden! Once again, friendly robots have erected beachside food stalls for grilling fish and crabs, and encourage any enterprising Islanders to help hawk foods for credits.

If gutting and cleaning fish isn't your forte, however, never fear. The robots are recruiting for a very important task! You see, they have very thoughtfully set up swimming and snorkeling lessons for any Islanders who are doubting their skills at staying afloat, or who just want to have some fun in the waves. There is only one complication: the robots are too heavy to swim.

Enter, you! Earn credits by instructing your fellow Islanders in the marvels of the ocean. Not just swimming and snorkeling, but also fishing, clam digging, and sand castle art - among other things - are valuable skills you can sell.



II. Sand Sport





For the more competitive sort, the robots of Erku are happy to share a bit of culture from the planet's ancient past: wet sand wrestling! Volunteers (or any innocent Islander roped off the beach by an enthusiastic 'bot) don their skimpiest swimwear and duke it out for dominance in the wet sand by trying to throw their opponent outside of a ring. Knock-outs count as an automatic lose, so be careful! Oh, and no worries if you aren't particularly strong. Before the match, competitors are offered a a special drink - simply named "The Creamy" - an ancient recipe which is said to temporarily increase your strength and vitality. One shot of this, and anyone could take on Goliath! (And not just in a fight.)

By the way… those who lose the competition are mysteriously compelled to accompany the victor for the day, waiting on them hand and foot, anticipating and fulfilling their needs before they are spoken. Did the 'bots forget to mention that?



III. Graciously Given Gifts





While swimming in the nude is completely acceptable on the Island, the robots know that many residents still (for some reason) value their modesty. That is why they are happy to encourage beachside revelry and communion by making sure scanty swimwear is readily available to Islanders who are in need of something to cover up with - while still showing off your assets, of course. Islanders may purchase for themselves, but they are especially encouraged to gift swimwear to their fellow Islanders... in fact, any swimwear to be given as a gift is free! Not only is it a lovely gesture to let a friend or lover know you appreciate their body, but also, swimwear received as a gift is said to be very good luck in wet sand wrestling competitions.

Naturally, the robots are sensitive to the emotional needs of their organic charges, and thus they wouldn't want any new, recent, or less personable arrivals to the Island to feel left out for not receiving gifts. That's why some Islanders will find surprise swimsuits in pretty gift wrap sitting on their literal or metaphorical doorstep… addressed with love from a random Islander! With thoughtfully written messages included, of course, usually complimenting the recipient's figure in graphic and/or poetic terms.

If you have any manners, surely you'll find these mystery admirers and thank them for the lovely gift! (If you're really a person of culture, maybe you'll even show it off for them.)



N A V I G A T I O N

magitek_dragoon: (Cocky)

[personal profile] magitek_dragoon 2021-07-24 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
Trevor didn't know just how sassy she could be in a fight. Aranea's eyes widened a bit as she was suddenly tackled to the sand. She wasn't expecting that, but she also wasn't just going to lay there and take it. He was a lot stronger than she realized.

While her arms were fairly strong, it was her legs that did a lot more of the work when she was fighting. Being a Dragoon meant that she did a lot of jumping. She tried to pull her knees up between them so she could flip him over.

"Maybe we can work something out for later tonight, big guy."
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[personal profile] magitek_dragoon 2021-07-24 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Aranea was a former military woman, thinking like that was second nature to her. "Its going to be a long time before I start fighting, unless someone decides to just randomly attack."
magitek_dragoon: (Hmm)

[personal profile] magitek_dragoon 2021-07-24 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
"This place seems to be just plain kinky."

She shook her head a bit at that and raised an eyebrow at his last statement. "what's outside the city?"

That had her a little bit worried. Still, she had her weapons and her armor. There wasn't a reason why she couldn't fight if she had to. She needed to know more first though.
braidedwonder: (who's gon' save me from this hell)

[personal profile] braidedwonder 2021-07-24 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)

“I don’t mind helpin’.” Duo shrugs; taking the pieces of armor that she offers easily. He’s a slight kid, but not as weak as he may appear. Such is a thing for gundam pilots, really.

Snake in the grass, etc.

“Yeah, see, I came in with a five foot rope of hair so I kinda get it.” Duo laughs lightly, as if he still doesn’t have that rope of hair. As if it isn’t obvious as he turns to walk with her anyway, the long braid still reaching his thighs.

“At least they did drop my gundam in the damn ocean.”
braidedwonder: (ready to take a life again)

[personal profile] braidedwonder 2021-07-24 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)

To be fair, Duo is just about preserved by space with as small and baby faced as he is and has always been. He’s seen war, but maybe not to the same extent Trevor has if only because he’s had the luxury of being within a huge metal suit of armor to fight in.

He laughs at least as he says he wishes it was a hangover, shrugging and nodding at the same time. Duo didn’t tend to wish it was a hangover, but not everyone lives with Chang Wufei and Heero Yuy, either. Luck of the draw.

“It’s possible, man. I came outta the ocean for the first time in my life not in Deathscythe and I hated it.” Not to mention the five feet of hair hanging off the back of his head, but such is the risk of being vain about his hair.

“Looks like you came from a colder place, though. Need a hand with anything?”
fuckinghysterical: (Hmm...)

thanks for no notif, gmail!!!

[personal profile] fuckinghysterical 2021-07-24 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The very idea of making weapons out of demons was wild in LB's mind, when such a heavy emphasis was put on technology in terms of making weapons in her original world, but she supposed something as extraordinary as a fucking demon would probably yield more power than she could imagine.

"That's incredible... then I suppose if you're not given much more than a crab, the results would be vastly different!" There's another compulsive laugh, and at this point it's probably obvious that it's not necessarily out of humor.

"The researchers and developers were pretty heavily protected in my world, so if you're capable of making things out of such rare materials, then yes, I can only imagine it'd be quite profitable."
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[personal profile] crestsidestory 2021-07-24 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
She blinks.

It has been five years since she has been familiar with Felix in any capacity. At the Academy she frequently saw him training and always thought he seemed somewhat... surly, something that her limited experience with him here has enforced. (To be fair, he has typically looked irritated even before setting eyes upon her.) Even if she is the first from Fódlan he has managed to find here, it comes as a surprise to have him say something agreeable and look at her so expectantly.

Especially after getting kneed in his most delicate parts.

Try as she might to keep her surprise in check, she does hesitate for a half a moment... but escorting him to the bathhouse and making certain that he does not suffer needlessly seems reasonable.

"Of course. Let us take the metal horse."

In general her feelings on the metal golems are not particularly charitable, but the trolley potentially holds more people. If she was given a pack of ice to hold between her thighs she would feel more comfortable doing it with fewer eyes upon her.

It's just a short walk across the sun-warmed sand to the nearest horse-drawn wagon. She hops in first and holds one hand out to help him join her, in case he is still in pain.
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[personal profile] belmonts 2021-07-24 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Just the idea alone that there are people who have been up and touched the stars would blow the Belmont's vacuous mind, to know that people had not only walked among the stars but did so in hulking metal armor!

A hangover could possibly mean that all of this was just some drunken hallucination? He might still be, well, he doesn't actually have a home so he can't say that, but well, at least he could wake up somewhere familiar when the alcohol leaves his system. No such luck apparently.

"Deathscythe? Doesn't sound too healthy." Raising a brow. Okay kid, you just got a whole lot more interesting! His hair reminded him a little of someone back in his world, so, forgive him if he gets a little sarcastic with you because of it. For now, he's okay.

"Ah, well, there's no beach like this in Wallachian. And no, I'm fine." He says as his boot starts to sink into the wet sand, pulling him down at about shin depth. "Really?" Sighing and shaking his head.
bestswordmaster: (postskip pleading)

[personal profile] bestswordmaster 2021-07-24 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Felix himself isn't surprised, because he hasn't noticed anything strange about his behavior. She emerged victorious, it's now his duty to serve her. That's completely normal, right?

As they approach the carriage, he tries to speed up to get there first so that he can help her up into it, but he's too slow under the circumstances and he scowls in frustration. "This is supposed to be my job," he grumbles, but he is still in pain, so he does accept her help.

He sits - gingerly - facing her in the wagon and studies her for a moment. She looks relatively content, he thinks? Covered in sand, though - that's probably uncomfortable. With a faint grunt, he gets up again and shifts to sit beside her instead so he can hold the ice with one hand and use the other one to begin brushing sand off of her as best he can, beginning with her shoulder and arm.
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[personal profile] belmonts 2021-07-24 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, he had no idea what she was going to be like, but he was enjoying their little back and forth, even if his jaw still ached from her punch. Trevor grinned, seeing that his tackle seemed to have taken her by surprise. He liked being underestimated, the fact that she didn't expect him to be as strong as he was, only amused him further.

Speaking of not expecting things, Trevor had no idea just how much strength she had in those thighs of hers. As she drew her knees up between them and then used her momentum to toss him aside and flip him over, Trevor actually looked startled! He'd never been tossed about like this by a woman before, well, not like this between their legs that is...

"I think I'd rather like that." He said with a smirk. No one's ever called him big guy before, it bloats his ego a little.
crestsidestory: (56)

[personal profile] crestsidestory 2021-07-24 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

"Thank you, Felix, but that is..." Weirdly attentive of you? "...not necessary."

Between this and his insistence that he should've been the one helping her up, one might wonder if he is just that particular. This doesn't seem especially sexual, but she finds it difficult to believe this is normal.

"The trip will be a quick one," she assures him as the robot horse takes off. "Are you comfortable enough?"
bestswordmaster: (postskip losing patience)

[personal profile] bestswordmaster 2021-07-24 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course it's necessary." Though he doesn't elaborate on why. He keeps brushing off sand, moving gradually from her arm down her side and then trying to coax her to sit forward a little so he can get to her back.

"Hmph. Do I look comfortable?" He really doesn't, the way he's holding himself as he sits. "Do you have a hairbrush? Otherwise I'll have to use my fingers." To brush the sand out of her hair, presumably.
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[personal profile] chariotsofcarbonfiber 2021-07-25 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I guess I have time to think about what I'll do, then..." But that means she's got a looong time to get used to this fuckparty.
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[personal profile] chariotsofcarbonfiber 2021-07-25 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing about him is as awkward as this place existing anyways. "Sometimes the people in charge just need to get messed up."

And being a monster means you're big and strong, right?

"Uh, anyways, I have nooo idea where we are, which is why I'm trying to stay upbeat a little instead of panicking." Ahahahaha. Haaaaa please help her.
crestsidestory: (56)

[personal profile] crestsidestory 2021-07-25 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"You do not look comfortable."

That much she can say with certainty.

"There are places in the bathhouse where we can rinse the sand away before we step into the bath." Not that she had really planned to stay. She thought this would be more along the lines of dropping him off, perhaps even helping him into the bath if he is that sore, but then politely taking her leave. "Sit back for a moment or two. It will be fine."

No, she really is fine - she doesn't need to sit forward.

"Tell me, Felix: have you just arrived today?"
bestswordmaster: (postskip talking)

[personal profile] bestswordmaster 2021-07-25 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Felix makes a low, aggravated noise and rolls his eyes - why won't she just let him do his job? - but if what she wants is for him to sit back and wait, then that's what he'll do. He takes the opportunity to study her again - what else might she need? There's not much he can do in this carriage, unfortunately, so he just focuses on the ice for now.

"I have."
braidedwonder: (i'm always ready for a war again)

[personal profile] braidedwonder 2021-07-25 03:13 am (UTC)(link)

“I mean it’s actually pretty cool. Maybe if you hang around I’ll take you to the hangar and you can see ‘im.” Of course, now that their gundams aren’t a secret it isn’t all that difficult to show off his hulking goth fighting robot.

“Yeah. That happens. It’s pretty shit.” He’s been the one in boots sinking in to sand. It’s definitely not ideal.

“Pull yourself out before you gotta leave your boots. I got mocked like hell for having to tug mine out by my friend.” Of course there are now five of them in their little ptsd fill cabin, so there’s also that. “If you wanna sling some things in the sun to dry off there’s like. Derelict cabins over there. I did that when I showed up.”
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[personal profile] 8chohakkai8 2021-07-25 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Thank goodness Hakkai liked to consider himself the personable type. Or at the very least he had a fair amount of experience when it came to opening up conversation with blunt and abrasive blonds. His smile seeming to stay in place despite the rough start to their conversation.

"I'm sorry. I promise not to take up too much of your time, it's just..." How did one even go about asking such a strange question? Requesting the closest route to the Tibetan mountains seemed a bit ridiculous considering their current environment. "Do you happen to know where we are? I think I may have gotten a bit lost."

Understatement of the century really, but hey at least it didn't make him sound like he needed to he institutionalized.
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[personal profile] 8chohakkai8 2021-07-25 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Lanling Jin sect, huh? He couldn't recall having ever heard of a sect like that before. But the way it was worded certainly sounded like something from back home. Surely if he had come to this place before he started his journey he wouldn't have found it strange at all. But given his present circumstances--

"Ah, I see. It is a pleasure Mr. Jin. My name is Cho Hakkai. No formal sect given unfortunately."

He replied with a mutually polite and formal bow. Ziyao seemed to carry himself with an air of dignity, so it was only natural to offer the same type of respect back.

"I'm grateful to have found someone so quickly. You see, I seem to have gotten myself a bit lost I think."
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[personal profile] taintedpeony 2021-07-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"You may call me Ziyao if you like even if it is a bit informal, my brother resides here as well and Mr. Jin may become rather confusing rather quickly. Lost?" he looked him up and down. The man was drenched through and certainly had the makings of a new arrival.

"Ah. I see...I'm afraid I have some bad news. The sea has carried you far from home. All of us arrive here on the nameless island this way. I don't know much about where it is asides from the fact that it is far from many of our homes." He said pleasantly, adjusting the strings of his makeshift net.

"It is always jarring when one first arrives in this land. I apologize."
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[personal profile] discountlan 2021-07-25 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
".... Fight?"

Wait. Seriously? Was this child really requesting to spar with him? Did Wufei have any idea who he was approaching? He knew this was a competition of the body but he had no idea he'd be taking on someone so young and so, well, small.

"I'm sorry. Are you meaning to say that you are my opponent in this?"

Su She's stance was not exactly one of someone who was about to start into battle, but that didn't mean small signs of his own experience hadn't shown themselves. His body surprisingly tone and the scars from his own wars scattered across his chest erratically, all building up to a large one directly in the center of his torso.

"I dont like fighting those so much younger. But just because that is the case does not mean I will hold back if you are that insistant."
zunge: (I travel the world and the seven seas)

[personal profile] zunge 2021-07-25 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
He raises a brow at that but only lets out a snort. "An island with no name. No, I couldn't tell you the planet or dimension." The technology level around here is very slapdash, some of it remnants from an ancient society and the rest brought about by the Augur through redemption of A5 squares and bingos. As such, there's no GPS for him to connect to. Even if there were, his homeworld tech isn't compatible with the native tech here.

"Give up on the idea of having a choice in when you leave."
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[personal profile] 8chohakkai8 2021-07-25 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
For the most of it, what Noiz had said made a fair bit of sense. It sounded as if they were on an island, which was useful to know, if not impossible to figure out how Hakkai ended up on one to begin with. And it seemed they were stranded to some degree, although the others negative outlook on matters of escape were oddly dissuasive. Had he attempted or was he simply dismissive of even trying?

Regardless there was one bit of what Noiz said that had truly thrown Hakkai off guard.

"Ah, wait, did you just say 'planet' or 'dimension'?"

Excuse me, what?
Edited (How did that quotation mark end up before that question mark. Who knows. but it's where it should be now.) 2021-07-25 05:14 (UTC)
zunge: (when you turned your back on me)

[personal profile] zunge 2021-07-25 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I did." The deadpan in his statement matches the blank neutrality his expression just switched to. The only sign of something beyond that blankness is the way his eyebrows rise as if to drive the point home.
Edited 2021-07-25 05:20 (UTC)
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[personal profile] 8chohakkai8 2021-07-25 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"So you're just as unsure as to where we are as I am... I see," It was hard not to hear the undertone of worry in his voice. His eyes averting from Ziyao as he contemplated if he should perhaps move on and find another person he could possibly ask.

"I am so sorry for bothering you then," Regardless, Hakkai gave Ziyao another another bow in response. The other man was polite enough to stop and answer his question after all. "So you're saying that you've shown up like this as well? And that there are others here that this has also happened to?"

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