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TDM 019 : ALL THE LEAVES ARE...
| TDM 19 |
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. FALLING OVER YOU  The fall scenery and change in foliage continues into the new month. Leaves of red, orange, and yellow cover the trees and always seem to be falling, carpeting forests and dirt footpaths with the soft yet crunchy debris. Even the chillier temperatures don't seem to be going anywhere just yet. Maybe you need to head over to the tailor's or another clothing shop to get warmer outerwear. Or try the latest fall flavors at the Steaming Carafe Café. Everyone will get free hot chocolate that tastes like something warm, comforting...almost nostalgically familiar. There is even a shifting in the Island itself, a new area opening for visits. Wetlands with canoes for easy travel shaded by a thick canopy of trees, including dozens, branches an array of colors as they slip into fall themselves. Take one of the canoes from the boathouse or take a seat provided by your friendly robot helpers and you will find yourself on a leisurely ride through the waters. The robots are especially insistent on you not taking the ride alone and will find someone else to ride with you (or more than one someone). As you take the long route through the wetlands, you'll find two paths you can take, both lined with weeping willows to the point light filters through only when the wind blows. While Route A will seem normal and uneventful, taking Route B may find branches touching different parts of your body as you go. And you might even find those parts of your body suddenly begin to tingle with warmth and arousal. You may even move away from the willows to avoid the sensations, but somehow, someway, they reach out and continue to touch you. The more you try to avoid it, the more insistent the willows seem to become. They might even seem to tug at you, as if to try and remove the clothing that blocks them from reaching your skin. And the warmth will spread across your entire body, leaving you all the more aroused and in desperate need of relief. Completing an auspicious act will alleviate the symptoms, but if you resist until you reach the final bend of the ride, you'll find a beautiful waterfall where both routes meet. Touching the waters nearest to the falls soothes some of the heightened arousal, but a skinny dip will remove it all together, if leaving you chilled and in need of a cuddle your ride buddies will hopefully be willing to provide. III. HELLO, PLUMPKIN!  Along with the shifting foliage and cooler temperatures, pumpkins have sprouted all around the island! Some are attached to thick, twisting vines, others are randomly in places one might never expect. How did those pumpkins get on your roof? Or in your hammock? Did you put that pumpkin on your doorstep? A mystery has unfolded... Until the robots request your help in Plumpkin harvesting! No, no, not pumpkins. Plumpkins These odd creatures feline in nature...if cats were fluffy on top and pumpkin on the bottom. They enjoy causing mischief this time of year as they toddle or roll themselves around the island, putting pumpkins in odd places or playing pranks that some people might even first believe are caused by cherub dragons. But while cherub dragons are generally benign and playful, Plumpkins don't care if their pranks cause trouble, injury, or anything else. They are as chaotic as they are adorable. The robots will impress the importance of getting them calmed down and returned to their Plumpkin Patches and offer credits to anyone who helps in this round-up. Robots will even provide seeds that some Islanders may remember coming from a certain skull sunflowers. Plumpkins love these seeds and most will gladly follow anyone if a promise of more is there. Unfortunately, the supply is limited so you may just have to find a skull sunflower field and collect more. Do be wary of the potential effects of getting any of that sap on you... IV. GOOD WREATH  The robots continue getting into the seasonal mood, decorating the Island in the colors of fall, even in the areas not affected by the changes. They even invite all Islanders to their Autumn Wreath Craft Show! Wall to wall wreaths are lined up for display before they are taken to decorate the various doors, lampposts and shop windows around the Nameless Island and there are long tables where you can try your hand at making some yourself. There is a variety of supplies you can use, from different types of leaves, small dried fruits and vegetables, especially gourds, flowers (even skull sunflowers!), twines, ropes, and branches. Everything you could possibly need. But you may find that some of the items you pick do more than reflect your taste in wreaths, but also have an influence on you in return.
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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At first he's focused on steering the boat, but it doesn't take long before he realizes that Xiao Xingchen is looking at him. He turns to look in response, but his attention catches on something before he actually speaks. He's not sure what it is, why his words hold in his throat as he looks at Xiao Xingchen framed by the leaves ever-encroaching from either side of them.
The orange contrasts brightly against pale skin and a monochrome outfit, a color palette not much different from Xiao Xingchen's usual clothes. Even in the overcast lighting of the dense foliage he stands out, unmissable, like a single point of light separate from the rest of the world.
Xue Yang wants to own that. He does own it. Xiao Xingchen is his.
If he were paying more attention he probably wouldn't have assaulted Xiao Xingchen with so many branches at once, but he only notices the amount of them when they start to encroach on the tip of the boat, and by then it's already too late. ]
Daozhang--
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If he's to be more reserved with his trust, he thinks in exasperation, he should at least start with any plant that he can't cook!
At first the situation seems fine enough as long as he can pull them off of him, but he should have known this wouldn't be as easy to deal with as Plant-bro (after the first time). The warmth seeps in from every one of the numerous branches all at once, what was light and faint at first now surges through him in a multiplied force.
Without a consistent outlet, the sensation is instantly suffocating, his lower half in near-tear inducing pain from the intensity of the sudden arousal. His eyes fly open, the world around him a blur as tiny noises escape his agape mouth.
Curling underneath the skirt, hooking under the front and the sleeves, the branches start pulling the dress up and off. His awareness returns to him just enough to try to twist his body and pull away - even with no idea where to - when the branches manage to undo the bow tying the apron around his waist. Now with less holding the dress in place, it only takes one more quick tug before he can see the bottom of the dress above his head.
Xiao Xingchen had picked up a strange habit in recent times, which he might have his "friend" to thank for. Now, the only piece of fabric revealed underneath the dress is the garter belt holding up the stockings.]
W-Wait...!
[Gripping the side of the boat, his trembling arm reaches out to the dress that grows further and further away. The willows take the opportunity of his distraction to start brushing against more of the bared skin, the many branches closing in around him tightly enough to hide him from Xue Yang's sight for a moment.]
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He feels a loosening at his waist as his belt comes undone and he manages to at least grab it before it gets carried away, but suddenly the branches are thick enough that he can't even see Xiao Xingchen anymore-- ]
Daozhang!
[ He forces himself forward, rocking the boat as he lurches towards Xiao Xingchen and somehow manages to take hold of him even despite the confusion from the scenery. Then in what's probably a misstep down he goes on top of him, separating him from a good number of the branches and instead feeling the odd caress of them along his own back. Even through his clothes the stroking of so many makes heat burn in his spine and settle in his cock, and as he holds himself up above Xiao Xingchen his robes are loose as if trying to curtain them. The assault from the branches has him hard and breathing heavy, and with Xiao Xingchen beneath him like this he has no incentive to stop himself from leaning down and initiating a heavy kiss. ]
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He hardly feels his back against the floor of the boat, only recognizing a shift in his position and a more solid, substantial heat atop him.
His legs lock around the man's waist as he holds them both together tighter, trying to fuck himself on his cock despite the pants still in the way. If he was close to tears from arousal before, he can only cry into the kiss now, desperately hoping the man won't make him wait any longer.
At least the man's pants are loose, without the belt holding them... all he would need to do is to pull the front down—]
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But those branches haven't given up entirely just yet, and a couple manage to snag his pants enough to pull them down just far enough. Suddenly there's nothing between the two of them, and Xue Yang gives a loud groan into their kiss as he suddenly thrusts forward and straight into Xiao Xingchen. ]
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These trees must have broken down some dam that held back the desire of all the nights they would have spent together. The force overtook him so suddenly that unlike every other time he had some other way to redirect his arousal, he could think of nothing but finally sating that physical need he ignored for (what feels like) so long. Squeezing around him tightly as if with the same desperation of the rest of his body, he could almost come from this alone...
His tongue rolls around the man's while trying to gasp for air, even the heat from the kiss amplified by the willows.]
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He didn't expect it to be this easy, or this intense, but the fact that Xue Yang had planned this at all is almost completely gone from his mind at the moment. The branches of the trees caress his back as the two of them float along, continuously stoking his arousal. No sooner does he get a bit of relief with one thrust then he already needs the next one. This is far more than what had happened to him here before. ]
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Xiao Xingchen doesn't recognize any pain himself, even as he's pushed harder into the boat's floor, the pleasure eclipsing it with ease. When the head of the man's cock hits the sweet spot deep inside, he's as if stunned, limbs losing their strength like the feeling of soaking in heated waters pouring into them at once.
His eyes start to roll back, his crescendo of moans still muffled by their joined lips.]
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Daozhang... daozhang...
[ This is what he wanted. ]
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One hand moves over to caress the man's face as Xiao Xingchen tries to focus on it once more. Where he once thought he'd seen the images of two men overlap before, now he only sees the one he thought he lost, an illusion should have dissipated once he learned the truth. He tries to force himself to focus on the face—his eyelashes and lips tremble with a strange, fluttering emotion as he meets that gaze.
His back arches off the the boat in a sharp, sudden jolt, and a shudder sweeps through his body. With enough force to make his lower half ache, the inner walls squeeze tight around his cock, pulsing wildly as slick rushes out. Now uncovered, he has nothing to quiet the cries that turn higher and higher in pitch.
This face and voice shouldn't have a name, so he doesn't call out one.]
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Daozhang...
[ It slips breathlessly from his lips and he comes as well a moment later. His fingers clench on the one hand holding Xiao Xingchen's body as he slams his hips forward a couple more times before finally stilling, panting for breath above Xiao Xingchen.
He hadn't intended for them to jump straight to sex like that so quickly, but he's far from complaining. He lets his breathing get a bit more under control, then leans in to start another kiss while the heat of his orgasm is still washing through him. ]
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The languid, less desperate yet no less intoxicating taste of kisses after sex makes him eager to return it at first, sighing softly as contentment seeps into his limbs.
But after a moment of lying like that, Xiao Xingchen opens his eyes again, the kiss turning stiff and hesitant.]
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Consciousness of the situation around them filters back into his mind, even if the man - Xue Yang - still blocks out all his sight of the world around him and demands most of his awareness. He can feel the woodgrain on his back, and hear the softly lapping waters against the side of the the boat. A light breeze cools his skin where he isn't covered by Xue Yang.
He does make a sound like a half-hearted protest into the kiss, and again a little louder when Xue Yang's fingers make him react too easily, the first tendrils of arousal for a second round taking hold and making his inner walls twitch around the softened cock. Even while a soft, boneless mess, he's tempted to push Xue Yang up and off of the boat. Turning over the boat with both of them in it is still an option.
In the end, he makes a more resigned noise and lets Xue Yang have his fill, only barely returning the kiss but not resisting. He will save his words for then. Right now, it's surely not wrong to do this...]
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Surely it won't be too difficult. ]
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It should be fine, after all—the matter of the rest of the body has nothing to do with the heart. Still, he can't help but squirm in embarrassment, letting himself enjoy the result of Xue Yang's trickery too much. He isn't nearly as angered as he should be, uncaring act or not, and he can't let Xue Yang make up more things about him...
He manages to forcibly turn his head away, baring his neck now instead.]
Xue Yang...
[The firm, chiding tone he wished for in his voice isn't there, sounding more like a breathless whine as his chest heaves.]
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He shifts back a bit to give better range of motion back to the both of them. Xue Yang moves his hips to feel the movement between their bodies, letting it slowly build him back to hardness. There's no need to rush this time, no desperate desires to be sated, so he's perfectly happy to simply let the two of them enjoy each other for this round.
After all, sex is always better when it's with Xiao Xingchen. ]
Daozhang...
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L... Let me sit up.
[The demand might not fit with the maid persona he's put on and tried to keep for the rest of the "date", but he can at least make it a little more comfortable for himself. Especially since ambivalence and indifference hasn't succeeded in deterring Xue Yang in the least. While he doesn't mind lying down on a hard surface, the position especially isn't comfortable when having sex atop it.
Though as he says the words, he looks around past Xue Yang with a wary eye, or at least as much wariness as he can manage through this haze of returning arousal. Have those branches realized that they've done enough already?]
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This is a pretty good view too. Like this Xiao Xingchen is still hot and wet around him, but he gets to enjoy the vibrant colors of the leaves around them as they continue to float along, gently ferried forward by the current even when Xue Yang isn't rowing. The branches seem to still be leaving them alone, at least for the moment. ]
Better?
[ Xue Yang's smile softens a little more than he means it to. ]
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He isn't sure what the answer to that question is, now that the docile branches frame the man with him, shadows and light playing across the sharp, handsome, yet slightly boyish features of that face. Even if different from Xue Yang, something about the both of them feels similar enough that he knows he'd too easily be drawn into either one. Words drying up in his throat, he closes his mouth again as he casts his gaze downwards, the curtain of his long and full lashes lowering over his eyes.
Managing a stiff nod, he recalls something else he meant to say:]
This must be quite the unusual date, if one can actually call it that at all.
[Even if he doesn't know what one is supposed to do on a date really, this is just unusual in general.]
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[ He shifts a bit underneath Xiao Xingchen like he's getting more comfortable, but in truth any discomfort he had to begin with was entirely ignorable. He just wants to hear more of those moans from the man on top of him.
There's something nice and easy about this, something that Xue Yang felt the keen absence of ever since Xiao Xingchen had left their shared apartment. Being able to relax and enjoy something like this. Getting to tease Xiao Xingchen a little. ]
Then what would you say a date should be like?
[ Of course, Xue Yang isn't actually that sure himself. The various books he's seen the topic come up in never really made it clear, and best he could understand, something is a date if you're with someone you're in love with and you call it a date. He doesn't love Xiao Xingchen or anything like that, but otherwise there's no particular reason this couldn't be one... he thinks. ]
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When he collects himself, his words sound clearly more strained, though he manages the words as he admits openly:]
I'm not... exactly sure...
[Turning away as the blush in his face renews and spreads up to his ears once more, he can see the sparse light flickering across the water's surface. Lily pads and flowers catch on the gentle wake of their boat, tousling them. Everything around them makes for such a fetching scene—Xiao Xingchen can only wish he was still fooled, seeing this with someone he wanted to share it with. Even if that person wouldn't have sought out a "date" with him.
Even if he's ended up conversing with Xue Yang, he isn't about to chat about his other hobbies - searching through the island library for something not completely about sex, in this case - that the man surely has no interest in. He's only barely pieced together what a date might be from those.
His gaze drifts back to Xue Yang's face, meeting his eyes with an uncertain look. Does he want to ask him what a date is? Or what his understanding of a date is, at least?]
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[ He chuckles softly. ]
If it isn't, then this doesn't count as my cafe reward and I still get to use it.
[ When Xiao Xingchen gives him that look Xue Yang can't help it. That uncertainty reminds him of all the different things he's taught Xiao Xingchen, not just here but also back in Yi City. That uncertainty is a big part of how Xue Yang managed to secure his place in Xiao Xingchen's life. He leans in for a kiss, not rough or overeager but slow, easy. Enjoying it for its own sake.
Despite everything that's happened so far, he still has so much more he can teach Xiao Xingchen. ]
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No, he's definitely making sure that this card counts as a used reward. And he'll make clear that Xue Yang will need to use another one if he wants to experience anything like this again.
Despite the growing urgency in his lower half, he doesn't hurry their leisurely pace, the kiss managing to keep him content for now as their boat continues down the stream. The heat between him keeps them warm, but he can't ignore a sudden stiff breeze across his back. A cultivator can bear with different temperatures better than most people, just... he can't suppress a shiver there.]
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Without putting too much thought into the gesture he draws Xiao Xingchen a bit closer to him and drapes his belt over the back of his neck, as if it were a scarf. Xue Yang presses the two of them closer together, both getting some friction between their intimate parts as well as increasing the body heat shared between them. Through all of it he doesn't break the kiss.
Does he want to take off his outer robes to let Xiao Xingchen wear them? It feels pointless when the two of them are just going to be fucking again soon anyway, and he doesn't want the trees stealing his robes when he still keeps several important possessions in his sleeves. So instead this close contact (definitely not cuddling) should be plenty to warm him up again. ]
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