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TDM #3
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The Lobby.
- When you open your eyes, there is quite a lot of beige to take in. The unassuming walls of the room you've found yourself in are barren save for a single motivational poster directly in your line of sight. An illuminated sign above an open door on the far wall reads 'lobby exit.'
"Welcome," chimes a polite, synthesized voice. "I'm happy you're here." A moment later comes the clarity of the situation: you died and so did the world you came from. "This is Amani, your new reality," continues The Peacekeeper. "Everything will be fine."
At least you aren't the only one here, you'll soon find out, as others who are just as confused and concerned as you are mingling in the main hub's first floor. Hopefully, you find a familiar face among the crowd. If not, that's all right. You'll get to know quite a few people very well soon enough.
- If you're one of the unlucky few whose death required a bit more intensive re-coding to maintain stability in the simulation, you'll instead awaken on a bed in the infirmary. Everything is strikingly white save for the occasional string of vines with lavender growing in bursts to help keep people calm. Whether or not it works seems to be on a case-by-case basis.
While there is no active medical staff, the voice of The Peacekeeper is there to explain the situation in a more delicate manner to these individuals. It's already stressful enough having to have gone through such a violent death, after all!
If characters want more questions answered, they'll need to speak to The Peacekeeper directly. But first, it will encourage socialization in the main hub and hopefully, you'll find someone you recognize to make taking things in a little easier.
WHAT
The third Amani TDM!
WHEN
March 21st, 2022
KINKS OF THE MONTH
★ Fancy Dress
★ Guns/Knives
★ Shibari/Kinbaku
★ Anonymous Sex
★ Femdom
★ Guns/Knives
★ Shibari/Kinbaku
★ Anonymous Sex
★ Femdom
MAY I OFFER YOU...
Throughout the main hub where everyone congregates, a light chiming echoes through the first floor. "Hello, everyone," comes the synthetic voice from when you first arrived. "Please, mind our mess as we are undergoing construction for a new addition to the main hub. If you'd like, there is cake, some refreshments, and some eggs for you in these trying times."
While the Peacekeeper doesn't elaborate, it doesn't have to. Simulation inhabitants throughout Amani will have no doubt noticed the abundance of crystal eggs that have been populating throughout the simulation.
While they come in different colors that have their own unique influence, the eggs themselves will generally call forth nesting instincts in those that come across them. They'll want to care for them, make their home just right for the new hatchling, and generally fuss until things are perfect.
If the party and its cake don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.
Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can still find an (off-key) instrument to play in the music lounge or check out the (algae-ridden) pool.
You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities.
Or, you might want to visit that under construction area that was mentioned. It will be clearly marked off with tape and "Do Not Enter" signs but those won't stop you. Why would they? Even if you can read, who cares! Beyond the doors, there is a massive drop just a few paces in as the floor isn't yet finished. Mind your step!
What is finished of the floor though appears to be a ballroom. On the far wall, in the dim unfinished lighting, there also appear to be masks and fancy clothes hanging on a rack. You can try to jump the gap and get a better look if you dare... but it is impressively large. It might not be worth the risk considering there doesn't appear to be a bottom to the pit that you can see.
Huh. Just what is The Peacekeeper planning?
While the Peacekeeper doesn't elaborate, it doesn't have to. Simulation inhabitants throughout Amani will have no doubt noticed the abundance of crystal eggs that have been populating throughout the simulation.
While they come in different colors that have their own unique influence, the eggs themselves will generally call forth nesting instincts in those that come across them. They'll want to care for them, make their home just right for the new hatchling, and generally fuss until things are perfect.
- ★ Red Garnet » Eggs made out of this crystal give off waves of warmth and soothes whoever is close by. It's hard to stay angry or irate when in close proximity! As one might have guessed from the color alone, this egg will also strengthen love and sexuality of anyone in its presence.
★ Aquamarine » Brilliantly blue and comfortingly cool, these eggs will help someone feel safe and let go of their worries. Whatever those may be There is a stronger sense of trust between individuals in proximity to this crystal as well as enhanced feelings of protectiveness (but in a good way)!
★ Citrine » As bright as a ray of sunshine, it reflects a joyfulness that can't be denied. This egg will lighten spirits, help you see things in a positive life, and call good fortune forth whenever it's around.
★ Zoisite » While this egg may look a bit sickly, it makes those near it feel anything but. In fact, this egg promotes self-awareness and reflecting on recent events. How have your experiences helped you grow? Maybe it's time to consider that!
WHAT'S YOUR DTF STATUS?
If the party and its cake don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.
Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can still find an (off-key) instrument to play in the music lounge or check out the (algae-ridden) pool.
You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities.
MIND OUR MESS
Or, you might want to visit that under construction area that was mentioned. It will be clearly marked off with tape and "Do Not Enter" signs but those won't stop you. Why would they? Even if you can read, who cares! Beyond the doors, there is a massive drop just a few paces in as the floor isn't yet finished. Mind your step!
What is finished of the floor though appears to be a ballroom. On the far wall, in the dim unfinished lighting, there also appear to be masks and fancy clothes hanging on a rack. You can try to jump the gap and get a better look if you dare... but it is impressively large. It might not be worth the risk considering there doesn't appear to be a bottom to the pit that you can see.
Huh. Just what is The Peacekeeper planning?
COMPLIMENTS OF CORRIN
As part of the wishes granted by The Peacekeeper during the picnic it hosted, it has analyzed everyone's favorite meals. Yes, even you despite being brand new! It has your whole mind on file, after all, and so finding that information isn't actually difficult.
No matter where they take up residence, once they wake up their said favorite meal is prepared for them and exactly the way they like it. In addition to the meal will be a small, fragile paper egg. Once cracked, confetti will spill out and a paper note. This note is filled with words of praise for them, compliments, or anything that they might need to hear to feel good for the rest of the day. It can be long or short, corny or vague but, ultimately it is crafted exclusively to make the recipient feel warm and special.
It is a wish born of love for fellow simulation inhabitants and hopefully that's conveyed. Hopefully, it comforts them and carries them well throughout their day. Whether new or old, they'll know from the moment they wake up that that they're important, valued, and special.
The notes themselves are anonymous and no hints will be given as to who is responsible for the kind gesture. The Peacekeeper will not take credit themselves if asked but instead say that it was a wish of an inhabitant and leave it at that.
While this is definitely a nicer way to start your day, it doesn't change the leaky roof or broken window in your new place. No, unfortunately that will still need to be fixed the peaceful way. If you'd like more lighting or even cozier clothes, simulation inhabitants are reminded that 'peaceful interactions' are very important! It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.
Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.
No matter where they take up residence, once they wake up their said favorite meal is prepared for them and exactly the way they like it. In addition to the meal will be a small, fragile paper egg. Once cracked, confetti will spill out and a paper note. This note is filled with words of praise for them, compliments, or anything that they might need to hear to feel good for the rest of the day. It can be long or short, corny or vague but, ultimately it is crafted exclusively to make the recipient feel warm and special.
It is a wish born of love for fellow simulation inhabitants and hopefully that's conveyed. Hopefully, it comforts them and carries them well throughout their day. Whether new or old, they'll know from the moment they wake up that that they're important, valued, and special.
The notes themselves are anonymous and no hints will be given as to who is responsible for the kind gesture. The Peacekeeper will not take credit themselves if asked but instead say that it was a wish of an inhabitant and leave it at that.
While this is definitely a nicer way to start your day, it doesn't change the leaky roof or broken window in your new place. No, unfortunately that will still need to be fixed the peaceful way. If you'd like more lighting or even cozier clothes, simulation inhabitants are reminded that 'peaceful interactions' are very important! It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.
Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.
PIXIES VS. GNOMES
Ah, Spring! A time to clean out the old and bring in the new. In order to assist inhabitants with this process, The Peacekeeper has enlisted help of pixies. These creatures usually hibernate during the winter months and awaken once it truly begins to warm up. Although normally known for being tricksters, that isn't the case here in Amani!
... Mostly. These pixies are here to help clean your place out. Of course, they might be a little too helpful. Hey, don't be mad! How were they supposed to know you needed that shirt? It didn't look like it was necessary. Nothing of yours really does, they'll say, and so you'll find items missing left and right as the pixies take flight.
But not to fret! In addition to pixies, another creature of spring that are now alert and lively again after a long winter snooze are gnomes. They look like regular plastic garden gnomes when one is looking but glance away and they'll suddenly be in a new spot or position. They'll be happy to retrieve your items back from those thieving, mischievous pixies. They're mortal enemies, after all, and happy to do anything that might set back the pixies' efforts to keep things orderly. How boring!
The only catch? They don't really know what belongs to who. That journal of your innermost thoughts? Yeah, it's shown up across the simulation in the house of someone you probably never wanted to see it! Hopefully, the pixies didn't swipe anything too embarrassing...
Also, don't be surprised if a gnome or two decides to take up residence in your place in exchange for their services. While mostly harmless, they do seem to get a kick out popping up in unexpected places to give the inhabitants a small fright.
... Mostly. These pixies are here to help clean your place out. Of course, they might be a little too helpful. Hey, don't be mad! How were they supposed to know you needed that shirt? It didn't look like it was necessary. Nothing of yours really does, they'll say, and so you'll find items missing left and right as the pixies take flight.
But not to fret! In addition to pixies, another creature of spring that are now alert and lively again after a long winter snooze are gnomes. They look like regular plastic garden gnomes when one is looking but glance away and they'll suddenly be in a new spot or position. They'll be happy to retrieve your items back from those thieving, mischievous pixies. They're mortal enemies, after all, and happy to do anything that might set back the pixies' efforts to keep things orderly. How boring!
The only catch? They don't really know what belongs to who. That journal of your innermost thoughts? Yeah, it's shown up across the simulation in the house of someone you probably never wanted to see it! Hopefully, the pixies didn't swipe anything too embarrassing...
Also, don't be surprised if a gnome or two decides to take up residence in your place in exchange for their services. While mostly harmless, they do seem to get a kick out popping up in unexpected places to give the inhabitants a small fright.
SEXY STAMP CARD
If you're wondering about these 'peaceful interactions' that keep being mentioned or what the kinks of the month are for... Here's your answer! Upon arrival, all characters will receive a digital copy of their very own sexy stamp card.
Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it!NOTES
Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it!
★ The kinks of the month have changed! Be sure to check this post for what the new ones are. Also, give a congratulations to Claude von Riegan (
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goldenscheme) as the as the new leader of the sexy leaderboard! 🎉★ The effects of the eggs can, as always, be as heavy or light as you'd like! It can be chalked up to differences in resistance, non-humanity or not, etc. etc. Also, they can mixed-and-matched! Have fun with that.
★ The flora and fauna page will be updated to include the pixies and gnomes soon. It's also still open for player suggestions! All you need to do now is link your check-in (or player claim) comment to make a submission!
★ If your character decides to try and jump the gap in the unfinished ballroom, you can ask what will happen in the questions/feedback thread! Also, if you have any questions about anything else- That's where they go!
NAVIGATION
wildcard - with emphasis on wild 🐉 ( cw for violence, death mention, family member loss. )
if anyone who knew him were to catch a passing glance at Corrin right now - they would think they were looking at a complete stranger. his pointed teeth were bared and his draconic pupils were tightened into a thin slit, all the while he starts to heave out laboured breaths, with each expel of air sounding like the growl of a beast.
the prince whose demeanour was normally soft now had a menacing aura to it enhanced by the purple flames of dark magic that were emanating from his body, triggered by the sight of his brother's killer. Xander confirmed it himself - the reason he was here, was because he was murdered by a Corrin from another timeline - with the Corrin in question being female, not male like he was. his subconscious was rinsed of the guilt that he had killed his own brother, but he was not relieved of the anger that a version of himself - no matter the gender - had done this to him. had brought him here. had taken his life.
he spots her in the open - and what started as a passing glance at someone he didn't recognise turned into a burning, boiling anger once all of her features became strikingly familiar to him. he could only draw one conclusion from it: her armour was definitely Nohrian, she had his red eyes, the dusty blonde hair hair - this was undoubtedly a female version of himself as described by Xander. and if a female version of himself arrived here shortly after the appearance of his big brother - this must be his killer.
an intense rage began to burn through his body in the form of grief and anger that he hadn't felt since his mother was murdered in front of his eyes. when his mother, Mikoto, was killed in front of him, a shadowy figure who appeared out of thin air detonated a shrapnel-induced plume of dark magic exploding from the sword he had been 'gifted' by his abusive, neglectful 'adoptive father'. the result of which being him transforming into a dragon for the very first time - calmed only by the enchanting song performed by Azura with a shard of his birth father's dragonstone. it was a part of his history that he hadn't processed, or healed from - and it was incredibly easy for the already depressed prince to relapse into such a ferocious state of mind once he had the means to snap.
he never had the chance to attack the shadowy figure for murdering his mother. only this time - the very person he wanted to unleash his wrath on was standing right there a few metres away from him.
his ears drummed and his vision blurred as he groans in pain from the sensation of his body deforming and twisting with the intensity of his sadness and rage. corrin hunches over with a groan of agony that very much resembles a non-human creature, with his arm contorting and twisting into a large, black dragon claw with the metallic armour surrounding it unfurling like ribbons. he was past the point of recovery, his mind was gone. all he could focus on now was the target that he wanted to attack.
he screams out to her while his body continues to shift and contort into his dragon form - teeth bared, all the while he groans from the emotional and physical agony that was coursing through his broken body. ]
YOU.
two draggos having a heckin fight
Waking up in this strange realm, the blood of battle still on her armour, finding an egg, meeting people, being told time and time again that not only was she dead there was a male version of herself running around here. It was all too much to take in. Corrin had hoped to find somewhere suitable to rest her head so that she could wake in the morning and make a plan on a fresh mind. It wasn't the tactical thing to do but it was what her instincts were telling her to do.
She barely made note as she passed someone - busy with her own thoughts other than a polite absent nod at them.
That was until she heard snarling, panting and growling. All the hallmarks of a bad day. Her hand went to her belt to lift Shadow Yato in defence but of course they hadn't granted her the use of her blade. And, that...was her. Her but not her. She had hardly believed it when people had told her but there he was and he was shifting into a dragon out of feral rage. Corrin froze for a split second, looking on the visage in front of her before turning to anyone in the surrounding area and yelling;] Clear the area! Now. It isn't safe. Move back to a safe location!
[And there was no option to calm him down. No Azura here to sing him into calmness and if anyone else got involved they would undoubtedly be killed. So, that meant she had to shift as well. Corrin gritted her teeth and started the transformation as well.] Calm down! You're going to hurt someone like this. I don't want to have to fight you. [Gods, how many times is she going to have to say that in her lifetime? It's already been far too many times. Corrin let her form go, shifting into her full dragon form and settling down onto all four feet, marking out her ground defensively. She might not have a sword but she wasn't defenceless.] But I will if I have to!
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she was a living example of Corrin minus the feral rage he had boiling through his skin - a rage which eventually consumes him, engulfing him in a purple and black inferno as his body tears itself apart while painfully transforming him into a dragon, with the disheveled prince screaming through the agony while this happens. his limbs burst and contort into a purple and red fire swirling before a silvery antlered beast steps into the clearing with audible heavy breaths heaving from the monster.
once Corrin emerges in his dragon form, all shred of humanity gone - he unfurls a deafening ROAR that would alarm any bystanders. his synthetic sounding dragon voice rings out with an almost demonic sounding undertone - the pain that he was feeling clearly evident in his voice. ]
you are going to FIGHT ME! RIGHT NOW!
[ and so the beast charges with his wings spread and his antlers bared - releasing a water projectile to attempt to knock her off balance, while purple flames radiate off his body. ]
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[While normally Corrin would make an effort to dance out of his way and evade the attack, she's far too aware that there are still people in the surrounding open glade and if she allows him past her then he might end up hurting them. So she takes the brunt of the first projectile with a grunt of effort, digging her heels into the ground to brace for the impact lowering her own horns to lock with his and try to veer him down towards the grass.
Everything about this is a poor tactical decision but she's more concerned about giving the people in the area a chance to get away than she is concerned for her own safety.
And what's worse is - she recognises that rage. The sheer loss of self. Unable to cope with whatever thoughts that was distressing him. Was it her? Had she somehow caused him to go feral? The last time she had been like this was when her Mother had died in her arms and she had lost all sense of herself other than her misery and despair at losing the family she hadn't even had the chance to know.]
i'm not here to hurt you. i don't want to fight you.
[She butts her horns at him with an annoyed growl of her own, tail lashing out violently behind her.] Stand. Down. this is your last warning!
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[ when she arches her head to lock antlers with him he accepts the initiation of this animalistic duel - with Corrin jabbing his own antlers forward with as much strength as he could muster to meet her locking stance, while he tears up the grass and soil beneath his claws from driving himself forwards. he continues to loudly groan his despair and rage, trying to slam his antlers into hers with every forward lunge of his head - from every angle he could conjure up - only for every blow of his to be countered by her.
from the get-go, he could tell they were at an impasse: it turns out the female version of himself rivalled him in strength. if this were the case, he would have to resort to other means to catch her off guard and ferociously attack her. Corrin roars and stands on his hind legs before slamming back down to the ground, a ripple of water whirling around his searing body in attempt to knock her down or destabilise her. he leans back to gather momentum before he delivers a harsh blow with a striking dragon claw to anywhere that he could hit. ]
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The thought of it was enough to make her falter and his next torrent of water had her stumbling back and--] !!! [Gods, those claws hurt when you were on the receiving end and he had managed to catch a good portion of her front flank. Corrin let out a shout of her own as he made contact and reared back in an attempt to headbutt him once again. She was limited on what she could do to stop him that wasn't going to actually hurt him for real. It wasn't like she could sing or soothe him and she didn't have a Dragonstone on her. Maybe if she could knock him over and pin him she might be able to get some sense into him.] C'MON, SNAP OUT OF IT! i don't even know what you think i did. you're going to hurt someone who isn't us if you don't calm down!
SORRY FOR GETTING BACK TO THIS SO LATE, THE GREAT FUCKENING HAPPENED
I know what you did. You killed Xander! You monster!
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[Was it possible for a dragon to sound shellshocked? Because Corrin was blown away at the accusation and she freezes still even as her counterpart pins her against the ground.]
NO I DIDN'T! You don't know anything!
I would never! Xander is King
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Explain yourself!
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[She snarls back defensively.]
i don't know what you're talking about? Xander is alive! Xander is king. i chose Nohr