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TDM018: TRICKS AND TREATS
| TDM018: TRICKS AND TREATS |
Uploading user data to environmental systems. . . please wait.  Augmentations c̴̦͋o̷͓̺̘̓m̸̮̈̾́p̸̻̃l̵̠̱̤̅e̷̢̧̺͐̃̽t̸͈̓ḙ̴͙̓͘. Proceed . . .? Y/N > Y  Your eyes blink open to the blinding glare of 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: Welcome to the N̵̩̈́̓ä̶͇́͂͘m̸̠͒e̴̞̻̾ͅl̷̹̄͝ḙ̷̺͗s̵̳͊̀ṣ̵̱̚ͅ ̶̧͒̄Í̴͔s̵̡̛̺̍̓ļ̵̥͖̄͛͌ḁ̸̳̟̒́n̵̻͑́͗d̴̩͕̰̂̊̔ Darkness overtakes you once again. I. Arrival  When you awake, you find you have washed up on the otherworldly pink sands of an impossibly beautiful beach, the tropical scenery spoiled only slightly by your seasickness. New arrivals, waterlogged and covered in sand, 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, all is available for your use. Stake your claim on a place to live in the now, whether an apartment in the City, a shack on the beach, or a bigger space at the House of Worship with friends. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each arrival's home. II. Spooky Scavenger Hunt  Even with the Nameless Island reborn and open to your every whim, the robots still like to provide stimulating opportunities for people to get to know one another and earn some credits. But instead of the manual labor typical of the previous situation, they have engineered a scavenger hunt in honor of the Island's new autumn scenery! Islanders will find themselves pulled off the street, from inside establishments, and even from outside their own homes and paired with a partner. Their bracelets will be scanned and they will both find identical messages in their inboxes detailed they have 24 hours to find 10 randomized items on their list provided. Do so and bring them back (or take a picture if they are too big) to the Scavenger Station and they’ll receive a hefty reward of credits! Bonus Credits if they can show proof or pictures of the items being put to use before they turn them in. The robots certainly encourage the full scavenger hunt experience. The items can be found anywhere in the City. Sometimes in likely places and other times in a place you might not even consider (on other Islanders, for example?), although each team’s list will provide clues of where to look.
… and more! (Feel free to get creative! Items can range from silly to outright explicit.) III. Two Moon Film Festival  In order to promote the various community college classes available at the Library for Islander enrichment, the resident robots have cooked up a very special opportunity for Islanders to show off the new skills they have been practicing in their Amateur Porn classes to the growing Erku community: the Two Moon Film Festival! Everyone on the island, both new and old, gets a ticket for the festival itself. In the meantime, there are openings for pairs and groups to participate in creating the entries that will be showcased at said festival. Up for a creative challenge? Found yourself involuntarily signed up and unable to back out? One way or another, many Islanders are now entered into the film-making contest. New arrivals are encouraged to buddy up with Islanders who attended the classes, but anyone is welcome and encouraged to shoot their shot! Each duo or group that participates is to meet at the Library at sundown for their assignments: a genre, a line of dialogue, a character type or name, and a prop, all of which are randomized and different per group. You now have until sundown two days from now to create a short movie that incorporates at least three of the four items. Everything they need, from equipment to props and costumes, will be provided. Engaging and interactive VR sets can be programmed by helpful robots, and catering is available to help keep the crews properly fueled up. The punch and pie provided have the added effect of inspiring great bursts of creativity (and for a lucky few, horniness) in those who consume them. Following the deadline, all finished entries will debut on the big screen at Two Moon Film Festival, hosted by the Full Moon(ty) Theater. Chat up other contestants and the viewers before and afterward, laugh at the cringeworthy moments and bad acting, and aim for winning the Audience's Choice Award! All entrants to the contest earn one small reward of their choosing, while the winners of the contest will each receive one free BINGO-level request from the Augur! [ OOC: Shout out of thanks to ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small} zunge for this prompt! ]Load Simulation . . .? Y/N READY: Simulation 1.1 Tenebrae Town  Your consciousness comes to you in the midst of a dense autumn forest. You haven't been asleep. You stand there, fully clothed, but perhaps not in your usual attire - perhaps you're wearing a belted tunic with trousers and leather boots to protect you from the cold ground, or a long and modest dress with an apron and a hood, hand-sewn in natural fabrics. The chill in the air and even the smell of the dirt and the trees are not like those of the Island. This place feels old, a strange energy crackling in the air. Some may recognize it as a very ancient magic. In the distance, colorful lights dance between the trees. Approach closely enough and they look like fairies, but they are always just out of your reach. Are they leading you somewhere? No - if you follow them, as they seem to bid you, they will only lead you deeper into danger: a snarling wolf, a sudden drop into a craggy ravine. They are mischievous, sometimes cruel little things. You'll never escape this forest by yourself. For as long as you are alone, the night is interminable - days long, it seems. Are you the determined sort, willing to choose a direction and continue walking no matter what, or will you give into despair of being hopelessly lost? With any luck, it won't take you long to find out that your only way out is with the help of someone else. Only by agreeing to work together will the dawn finally break, and your path into Tenebrae Town will become clear. Should you refuse, or never cross paths with another Islander? Maybe the wolves will take you in. OOC Notes:To accommodate our smaller community and split-setting environment, TDMs going forward will be open to old and new players for top levels! Please state in your subject line whether you are a TDMing a new character, or top-leveling with a character currently in the game! Voting for Audience Choice Awards for Prompt III will be held in November. Threads should be started by the time you submit your entries, but need not be finished in order to win! Entries will still be valid if they include characters who TDMed but did not apply to the game. ALL participants in the contest may handwave one small Augur reward request equivalent to an incomplete thread reward. N A V I G A T I O N |
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Felix? Is that really you?
Oh thank goodness. [ While the emotion is only slightly evident in his voice, he does sound genuinely relieved to see a familiar face. ]
I've just arrived. Are you all right?
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I'm fine.
[Then he blinks, realizing what it is that Byleth's eating so much of.]
Wait. Stop. Put the pie down.
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[ He looks at the pie, and then back at Felix. Does he have to? It's so good. Though he is starting to feel odd. ]
Why? Is there something wrong?
[ There's a lot wrong, and that feels like a stupid question to ask in retrospect. ]
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[He facepalms.]
How much of that have you eaten? Most of the food around here is laced with something. Usually...ugh. Just...don't eat any more of it.
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[ Well understated, Byleth.
He pauses mid-bite at the question of how much he's eaten, eyes darting ever-so-briefly back to the six empty pie tins beside him. Ah. So it's drugged. No wonder he feels so warm. ]
Ah. I've had... a bit.
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[Felix shakes his head, mildly exasperated but smiling just a little.
The smile vanishes to make way for disbelief when he follows Byleth's gaze to the empty tins.]
And you haven't noticed anything...happening to you? Maybe you're immune. Ha, that's one way fight back against the Augur, I suppose.
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I suppose... where it matters.
[ He looks back at the pie tins, tugging at the collar of his shirt. It does sometimes help that his expression and tone are usually flat, but he's not sure in this case. ]
Ah. I do feel a bit strange. [ A bit strange is an understatement, but Felix can clearly see a slow blush s[reading from his ears gradually across his face. ] I think perhaps not immune.
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[Sometimes, he thinks, Byleth is hopeless.
But what's Felix supposed to do now? He can't just...offer himself to his professor, can he? Sure, he did it with Rose, but that was different. She was a stranger, not Byleth. But he can't just leave the man to stew in this, either - he knows how that feels. And if Felix doesn't do it, then someone else will, and he doesn't want to put Byleth in the position of having to do this with a stranger the way Felix has had to, multiple times.]
Come on, then. We'll have to find someplace private. I'm sure there are plenty of questionable back rooms around here. There always are.
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[ The statement confuses him at first, but he realizes what Felix means, and his eyebrows do raise. That's... hm. This is someone he knows. This is someone he knows and it's Felix and he's pretty sure Felix means to fool around with him. His slowly fogging mind seems to find that both unethical but really hot. Not that he's ever been concerned with ethics, but when it comes to them... his people. It's different. He cares. He cares a lot.
They should talk about this, but yeah... probably not here. He stands, setting the traitorous pie aside. ]
Lead the way.
[ For all his inner-wrestling, he certainly doesn't show much on his face, and he's a little thankful for that right now as he follows Felix wherever he leads. ]
Ah, Felix. Please don't feel obligated to... to do anything about this. I don't want you to do anything you would dislike.
I know I haven't been your teacher for years now, but your wellbeing is still my foremost desire.
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Felix ignores all of it, half-leaning on a large wooden chest and folding his arms.]
When have you ever known me to bother doing anything I dislike out of obligation? I'm here because you're going to need help. That's how this atrocious place works. You can't deal with these things by yourself.
[Felix feels his face heat slightly, mostly just because this is his professor he's saying this to, and it is...weird. It's awkward, and he has no idea how to proceed despite having been the one to suggest this.]
I'd rather make sure it's done right than leave it to some stranger.
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[ He does realize what Felix is doing is... very kind. He could have simply walked away, and honestly that says a lot. He should be grateful that he's not left to the mercy of strangers.
The comment about being 'done right' does make his mouth twitch into the ghost of a smile. Of course. That's a very Felix thing to say. He would view this as almost a competition or a skill to perfect, wouldn't he? ]
Regardless... thank you. I do far prefer this. [ He doesn't want Felix to feel like his effort is unappreciated. Far from it. He slides off his overcoat, hanging it on the bedpost and sits down. Well. If they're doing this, it's going to be done right, as Felix said. The drugs are definitely driving a kind of boldness he wouldn't usually have, but like everything, he's pragmatic above all else. ]
Come sit with me, please?
[ It's a soft ask, as he pulls his gloves and boots off, and tucks his legs up on the bed. ]
You'll let me know if I do something you dislike, right?
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[Oh. Shit. Now his face is burning in earnest, because while it's always just been sort of a background element to life at Garreg Mach during the war, an attraction to Byleth has never been difficult to feel - especially not in the training hall, pitting all his strength and skill against those of his teacher, or on the battlefield, watching the man in action.
But he can't just say that. Aside from being embarrassing as hell, that would be sort of creepy, wouldn't it?]
I...wouldn't say you're unattractive.
[It's strange, how this seems almost normal as soon as Byleth starts coaxing. They could almost be in the classroom, with the mild way the professor is asking him to do these things; Felix half expects the man to start giving one of his quiet lectures as he crosses the room to sit on the bed beside him.
It prompts the thought of whether Byleth has much experience with any of this. When would their professor have ever found the time, even if there were anyone he wanted to do this with? He seems confident enough, although he pretty much always does, so that doesn't necessarily mean much.
Felix nods.]
I will.
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Thank you. I always did think you were very handsome. Nice to have the freedom to tell you that now.
[ Honestly, all of the students he had taught were very easy on the eyes. More so when he met them again after his five year nap. Felix had always had a very severe, elegant beauty. The thought emboldens him, along with the aphrodisiac working its way through him. His free hand moves, fingers tracing along the line of Felix's jaw, guiding him up into a slow kiss. It's chaste, but still there's an odd sense of intimacy that Byleth adds that one would hardly expect of someone so purportedly devoid of... well. Everything. ]
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Still, it's not quite as strange as Felix would have expected. It's always been clear that Byleth cared about them all, or at least clear to Felix, who's used to relying more on actions than expressions or words to gauge how someone feels. This is just a kind of extension of that, right?]
What? You don't have to flatter me, I'm already here.
[Felix sits very still, letting Byleth touch him, and then letting Byleth kiss him. Felix, at least, never believed that the professor was devoid of emotion or anything like that. He could tell in the way Byleth fought, in the hunger and drive the man brought to his swordplay.]
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[ His thumb gently rubs against Felix's cheek, but he's hesitant when the man just sits still. It makes him nervous, and he pulls back briefly. ]
Do you... want this? [ Maybe Felix is just awkward. It is Felix after all. ]
You know you can touch me, right? Are you nervous?
[ Maybe. He was Felix's professor after all. Maybe he's overthinking this, but his hand squeezes Felix's regardless, and he tucks a strand of dark hair behind his ear. ]
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Stop hesitating. I'm fine.
[To prove it, he reaches his free hand around to the nape of Byleth's neck and pulls him back into a kiss that's a bit less chaste.]
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The hand over Felix's squeezes again, and the other moves to rest on his hip, turning him a little more so he ca properly wrap that arm around him. He's still gentle, though he seems more sure now. Go figure it would only take a small challenge to Felix's pride to spur him on. He should have guessed. He's going to find that terribly amusing later, but right now, Felix tastes good, he's nice and warm, and Byleth can feel his heart beat against his own chest.
Yes. Safe. Alive. With him.
He drags Felix down with him to the bed. ]
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For all that he took the initiative a second ago, he's back to letting Byleth do as he pleases now, going along easily when the other man pulls him down. His free hand slides up to tangle in Byleth's hair, but that's about the extent of his assertiveness right now. He himself is not sure exactly why and isn't really thinking about it; later, he'll wonder if maybe it's just because he's so used to taking direction from this man that it's second nature now.]
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He slows down, determined to take his time despite the effects of the aphrodisiac. It's nice to be able to focus more on the slide of their tongues together. He never imagined he would ever be doing this with Felix of all people. He was of course, wonderfully attractive, but so guarded even Byleth doubted he could get so close. One hand pins Felix's to the sheets, fingers knitting together, and the other wanders. From his cheek, down his chest, until he's sliding it up and under the man's shirt.
He's warm. Just like all the Faerghans are. ]
Felix... take off your clothes, please. [ it's spoken a little breathless against his lips. ] I want- I want to see you.
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All right.
[He extricates himself from Byleth's grasp and sits up, undressing quickly with no teasing or flair whatsoever. His cloak and vest first, then his jacket, then his shirt, all dropped onto the floor without ceremony. Then he pauses.]
My boots can take a bit of time to remove.
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The boots can stay on.
Unless you want me to take them off of you?
[ He stands with Felix now, sliding a hand along his hip and tugging him in for another kiss. ]
Anything you'd like...if we are to do this, I would like for you to enjoy it as much as you can.
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He shrugs.]
You can remove them if you like.
[Byleth kisses him again, and the more he does the more Felix gets into it. When they part again, Felix glances down at whatever Byleth's wearing.]
What I'd like is for you to take off your clothes, too.
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[ God damn it Felix, you have no idea the power you wield. He makes his point by sliding a finger under the top rim of one of those boots, sliding against the thin leggings underneath. ]
Oh? Yes I suppose that is only fair isn't it?
[ He's not much for strip tease, but he does take off his clothing in a more meticulous way, Every layer coming off in a memorized ritual and placed aside. Eventually even his smallclothes are draped with the rest over the back of a chair and he stretches one arm across his chest.
He still shows the signs of battle, nicks and scars marking him up, but that's terribly common for all of them, isn't it? He's built much like Felix is, slender and angular with a lot of lean muscle, though he's slightly broader in the shoulders. The obvious thing though, is how painfully hard he is already. ]
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Felix has seen the professor naked before - along with the rest of the army, frankly, considering they all bathe together in rivers or ponds on the march - but he has definitely never seen him like that. He catches himself staring at Byleth's erection and quickly glances away. He considers taking his hair down, since people seem to like it when he does that, but who knows what Byleth will want? No one can ever tell what Byleth wants. So he leaves it alone for now.]
Good. Now do whatever you want, you're the one who's...
[He gestures awkwardly and vaguely in the general direction of Byleth's dick.]
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He sighs at the offer of 'do whatever you want'. Fine, he will. He'll make sure Felix enjoys himself. Stepping toward him again, he cups the angular jawline in his hand and pulls him for another very tender kiss. He knows intimacy makes Felix prickle, but he's quite determined to at least convey the care he feels for the man, regardless of their situation. Mercifully, he avoids looking him in the eye, for his sake. Fingers skim along bare skin, tracing down, palming his cock, wrapping his hand around Felix and stroking him slowly.
His mouth wanders down his neck and shoulder, eventually dipping his head so he can press his lips and tongue over a nipple. The slow slide downwards ends with Byleth on his knees. Despite what one would assume, this is as much for him as it is for Felix. He really... really enjoys giving oral. It shows in the way he takes Felix into his mouth and expertly lavishes him, taking his in all the way with not so much as a wince.
Well, he is doing what he wants. ]
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