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TDM017: SYSTEMS UPGRADE

TDM017: SYSTEMS UPGRADE



Updating environmental system to version 2.69...




When you blink your eyes open, it is to the glare of blinding overhead lights and the sight of a pair of glassy mechanical eyes boring into your own. The face above yours moves like liquid mercury, forming an approximation of a figure that you recognize and trust implicitly: a friend, a loved one, a caretaker. Perhaps even a god or a goddess. From its lips fall the patterns of a language that is strange and robotic, and yet familiar to you:

Everything is fine.

Welcome to the ̶͓̃N̵̼̈ă̷͙m̴̝͋e̵͕͐l̴͔̋e̷̦͘š̴͙s̵̬̚ ̵̝͌I̴͙͐s̵͖̄l̷̞̓à̴͖n̷̺̏d̵̮͠.̶̼̊<


Darkness overtakes you once again. In the blackness of your dreamless sleep, you are sure you hear a strange chime. You are conscious of a choice:




Yes





Y̶o̶u̶ ̸h̵a̸v̸e̵ ̸c̷h̸o̶s̵e̵n̷ ̶w̶i̶s̵e̴l̷y̸.̷

The Augur thanks you for your loyalty.


I. Orientation


With your support, the Nameless Island will thrive and prosper -- but it may require a little more energy than usual to sustain. Step outside and you will soon see why: the skies are calm, the seas are clear and blue, and the pink sands of the beach have never looked more inviting.

Rome wasn't built in a day, but a facsimile of it certainly was. Enjoy new facades for all of the structures in the Nameless City - everything has been retooled, renewed, and restored to be sleek, shiny, and the absolute height of high tech, eco-friendly luxury, with lush greenery and futuristic architecture blending together seamlessly. You have been transported from the hospital directly to your new residence in either the Apartments or in the House of Worship, sparsely furnished with all the basics and some of your belongings. A friend, partner, or stranger may be there with you. This may be your roommate, but this place isn't hurting for space. No robot will stop them from selecting their own room if they wish.

The Augur calls everyone to the Loudinus Amphitheater, an outdoor stage nestled among the tropical foliage where 'bots put on a play about the purpose of the island, the Auspicious Acts, and the history of the past year, including the all-too-recent attack on the Augur. The robot sex scenes are numerous and explicit, and you may find yourself watching a horribly butchered version of any of your old encounters.

Pick up a free Playbook, a comprehensive list of the dramatis personae with detailed character profiles, and learn a thing or two about your fellow Islanders. No detail is too trivial!

(This play will be streamed to all devices to be viewed remotely, and a digital download of the Playbook is also available.)


II. With Great Power



As a boon for taking on guardianship of the land, characters will find themselves sublimating into the purest form of themselves, embodying a particular trait, quality, or concept to the point where they might as well be revered as its new lawful ruler. That's right: you've become as gods, right down to the development of unique magic powers OR changes to your form which reflect the very core of your being. Enjoy being able to create water, fly with your brand new wings, or even summon geese... among other things.

Of course, with semi-phenomenal, nearly-cosmic power comes semi-phenomenal, nearly-cosmic responsibility! After each expenditure of your new powers, you find yourself becoming weaker, hungrier -- but what you're craving isn't food or rest, it's eros energy. The more outrageous your power or transformation, the more your body will crave the completion of an Auspicious Act. Those who do not gather Eros Energy will be driven mad by this lust, until they begin to lose touch with their sense of self - perhaps even some of their most defining memories.

If the burden proves too great, these powers or changes may be wished away with a request to the Augur and the exchange of one Act.


No





You have chosen to exist away from the Augur's wisdom and b̷e̴n̸e̵v̵o̵l̶e̴n̵c̴e̸.

Please accept your gracious punishment. Have a p̴l̷e̷a̵s̴a̸n̷t̵ day!


III. Dis-Orientation


You awake outside of city limits, out of sight and out of mind, but with the looming sight of the bright and shiny Nameless City always on the horizon. What surrounds you is not luxury, but instead drab, run-down buildings and despair. Your orientation, an extravagant and sexually explicit play which describes the purpose and recent history of the Island, is remotely streamed to your device. Watch it if you wish. Meanwhile, there are a few 'bots to be seen among the rubble and rundown buildings that surround you -- but are they friend or foe? Ask them questions about what has happened to you, and they will be vague and evasive. You're inside a simulation, they say, and this is all very temporary while the Augur's systems update.

They do have one answer for you: if you want into the Nameless City before that time comes, it will cost you an Auspicious Act... and a visit to the Augur. The 'bots will escort you there, if you wish.

These robots are a far cry from the well-oiled machines of the Nameless City, though they're no less helpful. In a rundown shack, a robot bartender dispenses rations and bootleg moonshine. (You can even check out the bathtub it's brewed in!) The liquor is definitely real, and it can definitely strip the rust right off the robots. Whether it's fit for human consumption remains to be seen. Regardless, it's going to give you the night of your life - drinking the stuff may cause a variety of effects, from normal intoxication, to erections lasting more than four hours, to wild hallucinations.


IV. It's Morphin' Time


Later, the rogue robots bring some scavenged technology: small, pink globes with "PROJECT DAEMON" etched on the side. These globes bond to specific individuals and morph into different creatures based on the emotions that those individuals exhibit: someone feeling brave might find themselves with a bright, roaring lion, while someone scared may find themselves pocketing a small mouse. A singer may find themselves warbling alongside a siren.

They shift often and at will, and they are here to help you survive in this landscape. Need someone to help you catch fish, gather firewood, or find you a partner to complete that Auspicious Act? This little critter has your back!

These creatures can communicate with everyone in simple language, but you'll soon realize they're not just voicing their own thoughts, but the thoughts of the person they've bonded with.

These are temporary creatures who will run out of power by the end of the month, though they can be resurrected with rewards at a later date.


Continue




V. The Doctor's Back In


All of this must be a lot for Islanders to take in and process. A lot of new information, new feelings, and new surroundings to become acquainted with. But they should know they are not alone here. Dr D. Love is still as present as ever to help anyone who may need to work through accepting their new situation. He and his helpers might even be rather insistent on you having a session!

Whether you're in the city or out of it, you may suddenly awaken to find yourself sitting in a comfortable chair in the doctor’s newly remodeled office that is tastefully decorated with finely detailed, “hand” painted posters of beings in positions of pleasure. So many positions. Or you may find yourself in the Immersion Room, an equally tastefully decorated room filled with a large, comfortable bed (perfect for group therapy sessions!) and shelves full of toys and other supplies. For the duration of your session, enjoy access to anything one might need to help relieve the stress of their body and mind on their own - or with a partner, who might have been brought here just as unwittingly as you were.

The Doctor is there to help you work through your feelings and discomfort if needed, please have no fear. He knows some of you may be resistant to his help, but he’s as cheerful and devoted as ever, to the point of not letting you leave the building until you’ve admitted to whatever feelings you are holding back - not just to him, but also to your therapy buddy. What's the diagnosis? The fact is, you must not be receiving enough pleasure. You are too tense, you need to relax and allow yourself to embrace the carnal nature of this world and what it can provide you.

The more you resist, the more the Doctor shall insist. He may even choose to activate your Neural Implant, which all Islanders have been gifted with upon arrival. Said neural implant may cause immediate arousal, sexual attraction to those near you, and even turn various parts of your body into extreme erogenous zones! Once activated, the Implant's effects may kick in at the most random of times.

The Doctor knew all you needed was the right motivation.


OOC Notes:


Welcome to the updated Erku! As this is a setting shift and a re-launch of sorts, this TDM is open to top-levels from both current and prospective players. Feel free to tag around with reckless abandon, and have fun!

Whether you are new or old, it is entirely up to you as to whether your character wakes up in the Nameless City or in the ruinous world of the Simulation. Even characters who acted to attack in the Augur in Event 16 may wake up in the City and vice-versa, according to player preference. This simulation is a temporary run and will last for about two weeks (in other words, the duration of the TDM), at which point all characters will wake in their new Nameless City apartments. Even if you choose "No", you may future-date prompts for the City for this time period.

For now, previously requested safe havens and residences are not currently accessible. They will be made available again in following Simulations, but 'bots are inclined to leave characters in mystery and suspense about this!

Feel free to ask questions below.




N A V I G A T I O N

ragingnature: (Default)

[personal profile] ragingnature 2021-09-20 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
For now, previously requested safe havens and residences are not currently accessible.

Does this only include homes that people requested or does it include other buildings such as the hanger, temples, colosseum, and the likes?
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Juno Steel | The Penumbra Podcast | OTA

[personal profile] privateeyeforhire 2021-09-20 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I. Arrival / Dis-Orientation Pt. 1
When Juno had gone to bed the night before, he’d been in an unfamiliar place. New bed, scratchy sheets. Cold, recycled air. But he’d chosen all that, or at least it came with the job, so it was nothing he couldn’t live with.

This though? He hadn’t chosen this. In fact, he blearily remembers looking to a robotic facsimile of his face, the man he… well. That doesn’t matter. Point being that Juno looked at that face, knew it wasn’t him, and had responded to its choice in no uncertain terms:

No.

So now he’s here, in a… simulation, apparently. That’s what the bot he’s chatting up just told him, and Juno might be making a small scene about it.

“And I’m supposed to buy that? Sim tech isn’t this good, I don’t care who you are.” He presses a finger to the bot’s chest to emphasize his point before turning toward whoever it is who has stumbled upon him mid-argument. Someone who isn’t a bot, finally.

“Hey you! You want to back me up here? I can’t get a thing out of these bots that makes any damn sense.”

II. Dis-Orientation Pt. 2
[ CW: probable intoxication ]
Simulation or not, there’s clearly no getting out of here. Not without buying into the whole “Auspicious Act” nonsense, which… okay, to tell the truth? Juno can think of a few dozen worse things he’d do to get by, but come on.

Thankfully this place has one good thing going for it: liquor. And Juno doesn’t mind at all that it looks more likely to burn the lining off his stomach than get him drunk. He takes a cup of the moonshine from the bartender, raises an eyebrow at the liquid inside, then turns to whatever unlucky patron has joined him at the makeshift bar and raises it in a toast.

“Well, nobody lives forever. Bottom’s up I guess.”

III. The Doctor’s Back In
Okay, so Juno hasn’t exactly been an ideal citizen here between interrogating the bots and otherwise making something of a nuisance of himself since his arrival. It probably shouldn’t surprise him then that there’d be consequences, but… he just hadn’t expected those consequences to come in the shape of an overly pink room that looks like some sort of themed hotel suite. He comes-to with a quiet groan, finding himself sitting upright in a chair almost too plush to be comfortable.

“Oh come on…” He rubs at the eye not covered by a patch and looks around, gaze catching on the very evocative art on the walls. “How many times am I going to wake up someplace different?”

That’s when he notices he’s not alone: there’s someone else sitting across from him, both of them with a pamphlet on the table in front of them detailing the effectiveness of successful…

“You’re kidding me.” He picks his up, shaking his head. “Group therapy? Tell me this is a joke.”

Wildcard!

[ Have something else in mind? Lmk! You can PM me or send me a message over at [plurk.com profile] spinmeatale to plot. Happy to match prose or brackets. 20+ for smut please. ]
Edited (formatting weirdness) 2021-09-20 22:21 (UTC)
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Riki | Ai no Kusabi

[personal profile] z107m 2021-09-20 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Orientation

[ Riki isn't sure what he's agreed to, but he's glad he's watching from the safety and comfort of the House of Worship. Unfortunately, afterwards, he's accessed this "Playbook" business and found his own profile:

Name: Riki
Age: 20
Sex: Please
Home Planet: Amoi
ABOUT:
- This young man is fresh from prison! You'll see him briefly in the New Arrivals Chorus!
- Don't talk to him about blondes.


So if you happen to see him walking around the House of Worship, he's not going to be very sociable. ]


What are you looking at?


With Great Power

[ The God of Mongrels is here! Very little about Riki has changed outwardly, except for a glaringly obvious pair of erect dog ears replacing his human ones. He scowls as he catches his reflection in a nearby window.

But if you make eye contact with him, you may grow dog ears, too. Mongrels travel in packs, after all.

You might also see him accidentally summoning a small puppy, or sniffing the air and following his nose. ]



wildcard!

[ up for Immersion Room antics, roommate run-ins, and anything else! Riki is from an old BL canon that deals with some heavy subject matter, so I have a temporary permissions post set up. If you recognize the canon and want to opt out of anything, send me a PM or leave a comment over there! ]
Edited 2021-09-22 20:28 (UTC)
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[personal profile] noneforyou 2021-09-20 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Are the neural implants going to be a more permanent part of the setting? Do all characters have them or only those who engage with the doctor's office?

Can they be messed with with the god powers, whether a character's own or someone else's?
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Sylvain Gautier | Fire Emblem: Three Houses

[personal profile] crestlaiden 2021-09-21 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
1. Orientation
1a. Apartments
Oh! Sorry, I... Wait, uh, they said this one was mine.

[To say that Sylvain had been completely and utterly confused since arriving would be an understatement and at this point it's getting exhausting. Suddenly waking up in a strange new place would have been disorienting enough but it's more than that, nothing is even remotely familiar, none of the buildings or decor look like anything he's ever seen before not to mention the robots and wristband thing.

He spots a few things that are actually familiar neatly set on a table by one of the beds.]


Uh. Maybe this is my room after all. So, what are you doing here? Are we sharing?

1b. Orientation Play
[Wow. This is... a lot. Sylvain didn't really frequent the more scandalous establishments back home. He'd never really had any need or desire to but he's pretty sure even those kinds of places weren't quite so casually explicit and voyeuristic as all of this.

He finally can't force himself to continue watching, looking down at his feet with a soft exhale.]
Goddess.

You think they're almost done? I mean, do you think it's almost over not... are they almost... finished.

2. The Doctor's Back In
[One second he's enjoying an amazing, barefoot stroll down the beach and the next he's in a strange room, arms reaching out to balance himself as he tries to get his bearings and figure out what's just happened. He blinks a few times before looking annoyed.]

Come on! Can anyone around here just snap their fingers and make me warp around wherever they'd like?

What's all this about? [He motions toward the bed, the strange room, it's certainly not the room he'd been assigned to in the apartments and now there's another new person here with him. He swallows thickly as his eyes flit between the lewd paintings as The Doctor explains what's expected of them.]

3. Wildcard
[Run into him wandering somewhat aimlessly around the city being mostly confused or enjoying (or overheating) on the beach. Hit me up on plurk if you'd like - [plurk.com profile] squissie]
bestswordmaster: (postskip OH SHIT OH FUCK)

1a >:3

[personal profile] bestswordmaster 2021-09-21 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[When a second person walks into the room, Felix is crouching on the floor and rummaging around in the closet for something, grumbling to himself. The room only has one bed in it, so he didn't bother to look too closely at the fact that some of the things here aren't his; he's just been looking for the damn cat.

But the second he hears that voice, he freezes. He doesn't move or say anything for a long moment, not until the owner of that voice stops talking.

Then he stands up and whirls around - and promptly smacks his head on the doorknob on the way up, in his hurry.]


Sylvain?--OW FUCK.

[He stands there pressing one hand against the back of his head and staring at Sylvain with a jumbled mess of an expression on his face.]
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Cremisius Aclassi | Dragon Age

[personal profile] krempuff 2021-09-21 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
I. Orienting
Upon waking, Krem was trying not to think about what he'd seen. That unnerving face was going to haunt his nightmares, that was for sure. And he didn't like the sound of any of this, either.

As it stood, there was only so much he could do. The city that he'd gotten used to was transformed, it seemed, and that meant exploring all over again, checking out everything that he could.

Did he bother going to orientation? Not particularly - but those that did might have seen him mentioned in the playbill, or seen one or two robotic depictions of him, and so he was a face that could be noted in the street.

Most importantly, he needed to check in on people. The last month had been a whirlwind of activity and confusion and he just needed to know that people were okay.

II. Dis/Orienting
RESET
Upon waking, Krem was trying not to think about what he'd seen. That unnerving face was going to haunt his nightmares, that was for sure. And he didn't like the sound of any of this, either.

As it stood, there was only so much he could do. The rubbled remains of these outskirts were treacherous, but not the worst that Krem had ever experienced, and that meant exploring to figure out what he could learn, checking out everything that he could.

Importantly, he needed to find and check in on people. The last month had been a whirlwind of activity and confusion and he just needed to know that people were okay.

When the robots delivered one of those strange pink balls to him, he was definitely dubious about it, but he took it nonetheless. Maybe it would be useful.

III. The Doctor Is In
"No. No. Nope. Not happening."

Krem could take washing up on strange shores, waking up in strange places, even a variety of encouraged and sometimes mandatory sex acts. But he didn't appreciate when the robots got a mind of their own and started demanding it of him, like he didn't have a mind of his own. And he especially didn't like that he was apparently going to be watched for this one.

He stood there, ignoring the other person in the room for right now, arms crossed over his chest in stubborn denial.

IV. Wildcard
[Krem's been on the Nameless Island for four months and it has been a wild ride. If you're a newbie, hit him up if you'd like a little bit of primer on what to expect - or just use this as a great time to meet him. For personalized starts, contact me on plurk at [plurk.com profile] besosde or discord at krempuffs#5806.]
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[personal profile] crestlaiden 2021-09-21 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Although he hadn't immediately seen that it was Felix when he'd walked in, simply hearing movement and spotting the shape of a person, he'd quickly recognized whose back he'd been talking to before Felix spins around, the sharing thing half a joke, except... not. The room seemed to hold both of their belongings and, unlike Felix, he'd just seen his friend a few hours ago so seeing him, even in this strange place, didn't strike him as that weird.]

Hey. [He chuckles.] You have any idea what's going on? If you're here, does that mean... -what?- that the whole monastery got... magically... moved? [He's obviously having difficulty trying to make the dots connect and ends up giving up, scratching the back of his head.

The mix of expressions struggling across Felix's face immediately sends a sympathetic pang through his chest and his expression softens, completely misunderstanding why Felix is feeling so conflicted.]
Hey, it's okay. We'll figure this out, Fe. Together.
bestswordmaster: (postskip concerned)

[personal profile] bestswordmaster 2021-09-21 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
['Hey'? That's it? He's gone for months and Sylvain acts like it's been a day? Felix's face goes back to the much more familiar scowl. The one that says he's not actually angry, just...generally pissy. Or at least, trying to be pissy.]

The only thing we have to 'figure out' is where that stupid cat ran off to. Everything else is here.

[But he continues to just sort of look at Sylvain instead, until the scowl fades.]

I suppose you just arrived? Didn't you come out of the ocean like everyone else?

[It hasn't occurred to Felix yet what exactly it means that Sylvain is asking him where they are and what's going on....]
Edited 2021-09-21 06:37 (UTC)

Akira | Togainu no Chi

[personal profile] curriculumachine 2021-09-21 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
| current player
| gen or smut is fine, ota
| a5, permissions



i. orientation/roommates

[The face Akira had seen was one very familiar and ever-present in his nightmares. Only, this wasn't within the normal variance; he'd never been peaceful looking, never the way he was before... He'd never said positive things like "everything is fine", always dying and struggling for coherent words, or already dead and smiling dementedly while beckoning Akira to join him. It was wrong, this imagery, not from his own mind; confirmed by the Augur's following message. Now, as he becomes aware, Akira knows once again immediately that this bed isn't his. Yet, it's also not the plush and soft mattress that had been provided on the island cruise the last time he'd woken up somewhere unfamiliar. He never stays the night, but here he is again brushing his fingers against someone else's skin in a shared space he'd had no say in occupying.]

Nh...

[It's a muted noise, a slightly irritated bent to it, but Akira makes no move to get out of bed, nor to speak to whoever else is with him there, covered by blankets. Idly looking around the room, it's devoid of personalisation and rather barren aside from a low table and a couple of chairs. Two doors likely leading to a kitchen and bathroom, and windows oddly-shaped with some outside greenery visible near the edges. The only thing he recognises is a crate a few feet from the bed; it's from his spare bedroom, but what's inside it could be any number of items from his townhouse the robots decided belonged in it for this particular 're-welcoming' set-up, if it even contains his own possessions.]


ii. with great power
(wildcard-ish)

[A boon this is not, because Akira is devoid of a conceptualisation or pure from of self, never having a concrete identity or even a certainty whether he is truly a living thing at all. Lost. His existence is questioned in his own mind; a lack of self-reference, reliant on his relationships with others and external stimuli to create anything from his malleable core. By himself, Akira is nothing. A void. A deeply hollowed out shell, neither living nor dead, that continually seeks to be filled with someone else's thoughts, to be given form by someone else's desires, sharing someone else's life-force like a desperate and miserable clinging parasite. One may feel themselves growing weak should they come near him, as he unconsciously siphons their very essence, unaware of anything happening at all except that he's started to feel a bit more alive without the aid of physical pain.]


iii. the doctor's back in

[This robot doctor is irritating. Akira generally avoids the robots beyond simple service exchanges, and his immediate instinct upon finding himself in this office was to just get up and leave. He's tried the door twice already, but it won't allow him to exit, much like his experiences with the Midnight Hotel. And "Dr. Love" starts his entire speech over again like Akira has just walked in each time, but he hadn't even walked in the first time. He would never set foot in a therapy office willingly, and he's about to break down and ask the robot to fuck him because it might check off a square and get him out of here. But as he opens his mouth, the doctor proclaims loudly and enthusiastically that his other "patient" has finally arrived, fashionably late. Though Akira didn't hear the door open or see anyone enter, there's a sudden presence felt to his right, where the chair next to him is no longer unoccupied.]


iv. wildcard
anything goes - he won't be at the orientation though, pm for contact
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[personal profile] crestlaiden 2021-09-21 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
... A cat? What cat?

[And why did Felix sound like he knew where they were? His non-confusion was almost more confusing than anything else.]

Just arrived? I... guess so? I woke up in a... room. The Professor was there. Sort of. It wasn't him, not really, but it was trying to be. [He shakes his head, trying to push the memory away. The uncanny valley of it all hadn't been reassuring, it'd made his skin crawl.]

Did everyone else come out of the ocean? Did you come out of the ocean?? [He's so confused.]
bestswordmaster: (postskip felix explains it all)

[personal profile] bestswordmaster 2021-09-21 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
My cat. The stray that followed me here from the monastery.

[He very deliberately does not offer the cat's name.

His gaze lingers on Sylvain's face just a little longer, some things starting to sink in. Like the fact that Sylvain doesn't seem to have any idea what's going on despite having been here before. Just like the other Felix. Is this the same Sylvain who tried to turn him into a monster? Turned human again, and without his memories?

Whatever. Doesn't matter. He's back to normal and that's all that matters.

Felix sighs and sits down on the bed. Explaining all this is going to be tedious, but it's Sylvain, so he doesn't mind. ...wait.

Wait. Shit. It's Sylvain. And he has to explain all of this. He considers just skipping over all of...that...and letting Sylvain learn it some other way, but. But. The last thing he wants to have to see is some woman explaining it to him - because of course he'd ask the first woman he saw - and then inviting her off to fulfill some squares with him or whatever.

No way. He'll explain it or die of embarrassment trying.]


Quit hovering over there, it's annoying.

[Which is Felix-speak for an invitation to sit, probably.]

Yes, I came out of the ocean. Several months ago, I would have thought you'd notice that I was missing.

[Under other circumstances that would have come out more snappish, but he suspects Sylvain's going to say he wasn't missing, considering the way he's acting. He'll ask Seteth about it later.]

Everyone here who isn't an automaton came from some other world. It's not the whole monastery, but there are quite a few of us here from Fodlan. ...Dimitri is here. And Ashe, and Seteth. And some Black Eagles.

[He barely registers that he called the king 'Dimitri' and not 'the boar' without thinking. The whole...Edelgard thing, they can get into later.]

It's an island. Usually, people who show up here get washed up on the shore. But everything's been different since the attack.

[His jaw tightens. The thing with Sylvain's face rises up in his mind's eye, but he crushes the image. He tries to glance subtly at Sylvain's wrist to see if he already has a bracelet or not.]
Edited 2021-09-21 07:10 (UTC)
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Xiao Xingchen | Mo Dao Zu Shi | OTA

[personal profile] blindforlove 2021-09-21 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
I.

[Xiao Xingchen is sure he came here for some good reason, but as he watches what plays out in front of his eyes, he can't recall what convinced him to!

Between other acts that feel embarrassing enough, some exploits - unmistakably his - play out in front of his eyes: a clandestine moment in the woods, an incident with a cow-shaped mask, at the mercy of a kraken. Then they get to a segment about a maid cafe.

His whole form curls up and shrinks around himself in a lump, flushed skin peeking out from under white robes even as he tries to hide. If only he could disappear right there! Why doesn't he just transform into another form, as the play indicates he can? Well, that would require a level of deception. Gaze darting around, it settles on the person he's seated next to, and he acts on instinct.]


Please--!

[Xiao Xingchen lunges to the side to thrust a long, loose white sleeve in their line of vision.]


II.

[On even ordinary days, the scent clinging to his clothes alternates between fresh-baked goods and pine from the mountains, depending on where he last traveled. Now, however, the scent of sweetness surrounds him wherever he goes. Is there something off about the place, ever since the attack?

Opening his hand, he finds a hard piece of candy. He closes his fingers around it, then as if to see if it's his imagination, opens it again. All that's changed is another piece of candy sitting next to the first piece in his palm.

He's now the god of... sweets?

The sweet scent leaving a trail across the city towards the Mei Mei Maid Cafe - at least this area is as he left it - he hurries inside and readies some tea, placing some of the small candies into it to prepare it in the way he's discovered in this world. After it dissolves, he also decides to practice his other power bestowed by the Augur, chilling the air around the tea until it becomes a cold drink (also something he learned of here). He is feeling a bit warmer in a way he knows too well.

It doesn't taste the same as the kind from their plant.

He turns a warm smile towards anyone who might have followed, faint confusion still evident in his eyes, though he appears mostly resigned to this world's eccentricities.]


Did you want one like this as well? I do need to find a way to use all of these.


Wildcard
[I can work with any prompt and idea, and feel free to PM if you need. He will also likely be getting a (faulty) neural implant.]
gloriouslygood: (Default)

[personal profile] gloriouslygood 2021-09-21 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
With the neural implants are there plans for future events where they will be activated whether characters want it or not? Or is it something you can always opt out of?
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Shaun Gilmore | Critical Role | ota

[personal profile] gloriouslygood 2021-09-21 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I. Orientation

Shaun lounged in a seat at the theater watching the robots with amusement. When he first arrived on the island he had enjoyed the theater for its comedy. The plays were all very serious and sexual but they were so badly written he could not take them seriously. It had always been a good afternoon to watch the robots. He had to avoid the popcorn and other treats the theater offered for their aphrodisiac properties but otherwise Shaun had a pleasant time.

Now, they were dramatically retelling the recent events of the island. No details on why the sudden changes to the island and its structure though. Shaun had been hoping the play would reveal some answers as to where the houses of his friends had gone. He had a room in the House of Pleasure big enough for five people but it certainly wasn't the home he had come to enjoy.

Those friends were somewhere, he trusted, though he hadn't seen them on his first walk through the island. He knew they'd find their way together because that was how things always worked with them. No matter the danger they'd find each other. And he thought the theater was a nice central location.

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II. With Great Power

A Runechild sorcerer such as Shaun had a strong connection to the raw arcane energy of the world. It was magic the Augur had never been able to take from him even when it took his spell slots. Apparently, it felt it was time to return that power and then some.

Shaun's tan brown skin was now a swirl of purple and golden energies. He was a being of pure magical energy now, an elemental avatar of the Arcane, his physical form replaced by the swirl of magic and arcane. Shaun looked mostly like himself though he radiated power and floated above the ground instead of walking. Even his robes were arcane energy, swirling around him to make sure he was mostly modest while he explored.

It was nice to have his connection to magic itself returned to him and to be that magic itself. Shaun was at peace with his new form. If it was to be permanent he would certainly be happy.

Though occasionally the magic flared, unhappy and unsettled like the man. He had not seen his friends yet. Nor had he seen his love. He stalked the edges of paradise looking for them.
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[personal profile] knightmaking 2021-09-21 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
What about mixed-use buildings? Lloyd's lab has his living space in it but is more lab than it is apartment.
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[personal profile] invigorates 2021-09-21 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
( If Lioriley could take solace in anything; it was the knowledge that none of the scenes that she had seen thus far involved her or anyone she had come to know on the island. Granted, that could change the longer she stayed and watched, but with any luck it wouldn't come to that.

Really, she had only lingered this long for the knowledge that could be gained about the sordid history of the island. She had been here for the battle a few days prior, but before that was all a mystery to her. )


Oh. Um. ( Her own cheeks were warm, tinted a deep violet with a blush. Lioriley chuckled uncomfortably. ) I surely could not say. Though I do not believe we are being kept here against our will ⁠— insofar as this performance is concerned. Are you all right?
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I.

[personal profile] archiveur 2021-09-21 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Noé sleeps so hard a blaring siren wouldn't have been able to rouse him. Not that he would have been any help in sorting things out since he has no recollection of how he'd arrived here in this place, and in bed with the other man in particular. These are all things to fret about once he's conscious.

For the while being, he's sound asleep sprawled out over the bed with an arm draped over the stranger on the mattress beside him. His grip is inhumanly strong, but not impossible to detangle oneself from. The slumber he's experiencing is full of sweets and fond memories. They bleed into reality as that touch to his skin winds up being the thing to finally draw him out of the haze and into wakefulness.]


That's not my cake.. [He mumbles nonsensically as he rolls over onto his back, hand feeling over the chest of whoever that is to his side before his eyes widen suddenly. This isn't where he went to sleep, and that certainly isn't who he went to sleep with. Was it?]

Where am I? Who are you? Did we...

[personal profile] curriculumachine 2021-09-21 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[With the sudden muttering and shifting of the mattress, Akira finally looks over at his companion as that hand moves across his chest; an unfamiliar touch and an unfamiliar man. He'd remember this person if they'd fucked before, but not necessarily if they'd only met in passing; still, the assumption is Noé is a new arrival. There's a soft intake of breath as those fingers get close to his pierced nipples, and Akira keeps the eye contact brief, immediately looking away once it's established, focusing on the hand, which he makes no move to brush away. His direct answers come in a low halting monotone, raspy with sleep.]

I don't... know... Akira... Not yet.

[There's no hint of flirting or innuendo with the last part, just spoken as if it's a fact that the presumed act in Noé's unspoken question will come to pass.]
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Ruby Rose | RWBY (Returning? May just reset her, dunno)

[personal profile] silver_eyes_rose 2021-09-21 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Orientation
I. Apartments

Ruby woke up with a gasp, confused as to where she was. Something about this place just felt... familiar. She couldn't understand it just yet, but she had returned to the island.

"Where... this place seems... familiar?" she uttered. Getting up from her bed, she wandered around her new apartment curiously, not knowing she might not be alone.

II. Ampitheater

"Okay, yeah, I remember this place... but, it feels... different."

Ruby covered her eyes as the sex scenes took place, but she had an idea of what was going on since her return to this world. Jeez, what a strange world!

She would also look over the strange Playbook given to everyone, shocked at how detailed the entire book was, all down to certain... questionable... things.

With Great Power

Her friends weren't here, but she wouldn't let them leave her heart. With the odd godlike power she had, Ruby decided to change up her looks for the most part. Yang's robotic arm and Ember Cellia, Blake's outfit and Gambol Shroud, Weiss' old ponytail and Myrtnaster and Ruby's own cape, boots and Crescent Rose.

Goddess of found families. Goddess of huntresses.

Ruby wouldn't realize it at first, but those who come near her would want to stay by her side and show her affection.

And honestly, she'll happily return it, no matter what it is.

Wildcard

(OoC: Wanna do something else? Sure! Other places, other things, Neural Implant activation, hit me up!)

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