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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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[ He takes another bite, thoughtful as she asks her next question. ]
Yes, mostly. If I can get away with it. Most fancy events these days require my presence, so it's nice to enjoy being left to enjoy all this food for once, actually.
[ He's going to help that temptation by sliding a plated slice towards her. ]
Want some? It's quite good.
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[ The last few years had seen her shift away from music-adjacent careers and into information gathering. Had it all been worthless, in the end?
It's not time to worry about that. It's time to eat pie. Pie will never betray her. Unless- ]
It's not cherry, right? [ A squint at the offered plate. ]
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[ Just the leader of an entire religion, no big deal. ]
It's pecan. [ He assures her, though he quietly wonders what's wrong with cherry? All pie is good pie. ]
What's your name?
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Oh, well. Before she can back down this time, the blond is shoving the pie into her face hole. It's her first bad decision of the day! Wait, no- Nevermind, there's been several as she considers it. Hm. That's fine. ]
Rose, [ she says between bites. ] Only been here a little bit so sorry I can't be more useful but, like, you found the free pie without my help so I think you'll be alright.
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[ He seems pleased that she takes the pie, a very soft smile passing over his features. It's easy to miss, but warm nonetheless. ]
I did indeed. I appreciate the vote of confidence. Have you been here long?
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[ Nom nom, pie. There's a hint of something that she can't quite place in it though. Not bad, really, just- Strange. Hm.
It's probably nothing. ]
Get laid a lot so that's cool.
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[ He considers it for a moment before continuing. ]
Hey do you feel odd?
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[ Well, since he mentions it: ]
A little? Like, I figured too much pie might not sit right but this is-
[ Wait. No. She recognizes this feeling. The blond sets her fork and plate down and sighs. ] I think it's horny pie. Is nothing sacred, sex island? Even the pie?
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[ He pauses, and then slowly, carefully puts the pie back down. The first real visible and distinct emotion that she'll see from him thus far crosses his face as he looks at it.
Pie... how could you have betrayed him like this? ]
But I had so much.
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[ Can someone overdose on aphrodisiacs? Well, she supposes she's about to find out. Even though she only had a couple bites, her libido is high enough on its own that she's worried about it might hit her. ]
We should probably, uh- Find somewhere more private? Or, like. Uhm. [ What does she do. ] I don't know what the protocol is for 'I accidentally ate pie that makes me horny' so I'm just kind of winging it.
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[ He looks at her, and then to all the people around them. Right. Private. Getting up to follow her. ]
I don't either. This is a first. Ah- you don't have to stick around, I mean. I'm sorry I gave you that pie. I wasn't thinking. I realize you just met me and all.
[ He's trying to say she's free to go fuck someone she might rather fuck for this kind of thing, he's still wrapping his head around it all, but obligation is never something on his mind. ]
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[ They can at least agree on that point. While she had been warned about the food at some point, she also hadn't imagined being done so dirty by pie of all things. ]
Look, dude, we're in this together now. It's not your fault either. Besides, like, I don't mind? [ She also is new enough that she doesn't really have anyone else for preferential fucking yet, so- It's fine.
She hurries them away from the main crowd and to one of the side rooms of the theatre that doesn't appear to be in use currently. It's full of props, but mostly just costumes and miscellaneous items. Thankfully, no creepy mannequins. ]
Okay. Cool. This work for you?
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You really don't mind? You just met me- [ Not that he has any qualms about that either, but still... it's. She seems nice, and there's some guilt there for getting her involved in all this. ]
Ah, yes. This is fine. I suppose- just tell me if you want to stop, or I do something you dislike.
[ He takes a moment to unfasten a few things on his clothes, perhaps procrastinating just a little bit as he sets his overcoat aside. ]
How would you like to do this?
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[ The other parts usually include 'already taken' or 'usually don't do this' or Charlie throwing her a bone (ha) when she did a good job. At least this one was her choice, which was a step up from recent casual affairs.
If the pie is affecting her, she isn't showing it. It is, of course, or else she wouldn't have been able to realize it in the first place. Her poker face though is a holdover from her job; she couldn't let 'clients' or who they were trying to impress show any sign of weakness. And after she already lapsed when first got here, she's not about to do it again. ]
Well, the only thing is to warn me before you put hands to my throat. Otherwise, not a lot is off-limits. [ As she talks, she's also shedding clothing with surprising ease and lack of shame. She really needs to invest in some sexier underthings, she thinks, looking down at her casual bra and underwear. Ah, well. Eventually. ]
There's a lot of ways we could do it, but- What do you want? Since I think you're the one who really needs to work it all out more than me.
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[ He nods carefully, right. No throat-grabbing. Not a problem, he doesn't have a penchant for that anyways. He can't help but look when she undresses though. She's definitely attractive, that much is a given.
Eventually, he's down to his shorts, and after a moment of hesitation, those come off as well. He's definitely got the body of someone who's lead an interesting life. He's nowhere near as scarred up as Dimitri, but he has his fair share. He doesn't seem ashamed of them though.
Right. Now isn't the time to be shy, as if he's ever been. Still. He wants to be kind. So when he moves to her, he's gentle. Fingertips brushing down her arms, and then along her jaw as he leans in and gives her a soft kiss. Despite the food undoing him with desire, he'll be damned if he doesn't give up his self control until there's no choice. ]
Sit on that desk there, please? [ Despite being so apprehensive, his touch is clearly of someone who knows what they're doing. ]
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Oh. Sure? If that's what you'd like. [ It's not that she wouldn't, but she's clearly used to going along with whatever her bedmate thinks is best.
The stare is nice. It helps her feel less concerned about her underclothes, if nothing else. She ogles a little too because he's tall and lithe and Rose likes scars since they tell stories. The ones on her back are kept carefully out of view for the time being. Her body is littered with other, smaller ones though. The most prominent is a spider bite on her right shoulder with what looks like lines of lightning scarring along her fair skin faintly from the bite site.
When he moves in to kiss her, she expects something a bit more rough. He's surprisingly gentle for someone that seems so strong and so turned on in this moment. It's... interesting. She can't help the smile that curls her lips at his request though. ] You got it, [ she complies, moving back and hoisting herself to sit atop the old desk. She'll widen her legs where she sits just a little as a fun sort of invitation. ]
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He follows as she hops up on the desk as requested, stepping between her legs and rubbing his hands down her arms to rest on her hips as he goes back in to kiss her again. It's slow and gentle, but he opens his mouth for her, an invitation, not a demand. His hands don't stay still though, they wander and explore, tracing those slight scars in places and stroking over her skin with his fingertips. It's almost feather-light, even when they come to rest on her breasts, thumbs softly flicking against her nipples. Rolling them against the pads of his fingers. At the very least, touching, and doing this does seem to alleviate some of that burning need, and it makes it far easier to treat her to a far better amount of foreplay.
Eventually, he kisses his way down her neck so he can replace his fingers with his mouth. ]
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Foreplay is such a novelty that she's still unused to it even now. It's not un pleasant, of course, just strange. It makes her heart beat in strange, uneven ways and gives her almost too much time to think about what's happening. The run of his thumbs against her nipples draws a near-silent moan from her. She's not quiet, by any means, but it'll take more stimulation than that to really get her vocalizing. ]
Don't have to be so delicate, [ she says, when his mouth breaks away and allows her to get some air. ] I know I'm tiny but I'm anything but fragile. [ While not necessarily a preference, really, she just would like to be in a bit more familiar territory. Rough, taken as is wanted rather than what's asked- Ugh. See? Too much time to think. ]
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I can tell. You've got the body of a fighter. [ Which he means in the most pragmatic sense. The evidence is there. ] But all the more reason for me to be kind, isn't it? Besides... I prefer it this way. If it doesn't bother you too much. [ This is said around the trail he's working down her body, finally taking a nipple between his lips and letting his tongue play with it. He looks up at her, expression wholly unreadable, like he's looking at her for her reactions. Gauging what she likes.
Eventually, when he gets down low enough, he stands again, very quickly lifting her up and tugging her panties down in one movement. Something easy provided how weirdly strong he is. Kneeling again, he nudges her legs apart enough that he can lean in and press his mouth against her folds, working his tongue against her. The way his eyes slip shut momentarily is the faint evidence that he's quite enjoying this part. ]
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If only he knew the source of her scars. He wouldn't want to be 'kind' to someone like her. Before she can dwell on it, she's giving a shudder and her eyelashes flutter at the way he teases her breasts. They aren't actually the most sensitive part of her but she imagines the aphrodisiac is helping things feel a bit more... intense than they otherwise might.
She gives a peep of a laugh at the swift removal of her underwear. The strength is a turn-on, honestly, and it makes her wonder why he seems to prefer being gentle with her still. Rose is almost eager in the way she allows her legs to be opened; this is the second time in a month that someone has gone on her and it's absolutely something to be giddy about. While not her favorite, it's definitely a close and shows from the way she squeaks delightedly as his tongue hits the heat of her sex. And she is more than warm and wet, which would be embarrassing any other time but right now she doesn't care about anything beyond how good his mouth feels. ]
Looks like- you're having fun-
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He doesn't stop even as he's reaching up and pressing one, then two fingers into her, instead simply lifting his chin so he can focus on sucking her clit. Thoroughly lavishing it with loving attention as he pumps his fingers into her. If she were to be able to see under him, the evidence of how much he's getting off on this alone is there, a line of precum beading from the tip of his cock to the floor. She doesn't need to see that though, with the way he glances up at her, eyes half-lidded and content as he moans again, though this time it's more of a whimper. ]
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And his fingers. Oh. ] Oh, [ she breathes out, thighs tightening instinctively against the plunge of his fingers. While she can't see just how into it is because her own eyes are rolling back as she tips her head up and moans. One of her hands has tangled itself in his hair. The other has gone up to cup her own breast, taking one of her nipples between her fingers and pinching for that extra bit of stimulation.
It's actually the whimper that undoes her. It's such a sincere, desperate sound that to think she caused it is- It's too much. One of her legs kicks up and her toes point as she's pushed over that euphoric edge. Her whole body shudders with the sensation of it, grip tight but then lax as all the tension recedes gradually and she's left with just nice little tingles throughout her body. ]
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Either way, it's just a little embarrassing- more so had he gone soft after, but thankfully not the case. He stands, one hand stroking over her thigh, drawing out all the little aftershocks. The fingers that had been in her get licked clean. ]
Thank you.
[ Yes he's really thanking her for the meal.
Stepping in though, still dripping with his own seed, he rubs his length against the mess he made of her, groaning at how slick she is now. He pauses for another kiss, but it's clear he's actually running out of resolve and restraint. ]
Please. May I?
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You're welcome, [ she says, smiling. Rose is shameless enough to take that thanks. She can see that he'd come himself, which- Oh. She feels a little proud of that, even if it isn't entirely her doing. Maybe someday she'll have to see if she can make him come with less; it's a fun-seeming challenge. She isn't thinking about the future anymore though and instead just here and now when he rubs that warm, still-hard cock against her. She hums into the kiss, satisfied and not even able to try and hide it anymore.
There's a rougher edge to it though, Rose can tell, and that's fun. Her pupils are blown wide with pleasure and when he asks please, she can't help but grin. ] Well, when you ask so nicely... How could I refuse? [ A tilt of her head, eyes full of mischief. ] But you better fuck me like you mean it.
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Fuck her like he means it? She probably means 'hard', but meaning it is something else to him. He starts to roll his hips into her, and while it's definitely satisfying, it's probably not the bracing pace she expects. Not hard or fast, but deep. Every pass, he draws back until he's nearly completely out of her before sinking back in all the way. Hands squeeze her hips as he moves into her, the table that she's on creaking and rocking under her, thunking against the wall.
Yes, like he means it is definitely a thing that is very specific to Byleth himself. He leans forward and kisses her again, deep as he can, hungry and wanton. ]
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