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TDM #4

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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 have died and so has 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 on 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.
The Infirmary
    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 fourth Amani TDM!
WHEN
April 21st, 2022
KINKS OF THE MONTH
★ Tickling
★ Facials
★ School Uniforms
★ Sharing
★ Hurt/Comfort
WELCOME
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, watch your step since there's quite a few puddles around. If you'd like, there is cake, some refreshments, and some eggs for you in these trying times. If they feel warmer than usual, that's because they're going to hatch soon!"

While the Peacekeeper doesn't elaborate, as usual, simulation inhabitants are free to notice the eggs that either they gathered or are still littering the simulation are now warm to the touch, give off a faint glow, and may even move subtly now and again if watched.

APRIL SHOWERS
Granted, there are bigger things to worry about such as the storm that's rolling in.

Dark, ominous clouds begin to gather over every piece of sky in the simulation and before long blot out the sun. Sheets of rain begin to pour down almost without warning. Hopefully, you've managed to fix those leaks in your house! Or maybe you're finding new ones...

Lightning splits the sky with a dramatic crackle and thunder booms not long after it. The wind howls and the worst of the storm won't relent for a few hours at the least. Even after, the rain will linger for days on and off to varying degrees of severity.



While the weather has taken a turn for the gloomy, that doesn't mean that simulation inhabitants have to be! In fact, it may feel somewhat refreshing as if the rain is washing away any negativity lingering after The Overseer's masquerade. Whether by her design or not, she - nor The Peacekeeper - will say but it does seem that she wants to keep relations as peaceful between the simulation inhabitants and creators as she can.

ONE FISH, TWO FISH...
The constant rain brings water levels of the rivers and eddies up at an alarming rate. Flooding is inevitable and, hopefully, the place you've claimed as your own isn't in the way. If it is, you might want to get the buckets ready or consider a relocation!

Of course, your buckets might not just be catching water. With the rising water levels, the fish that inhabit the simulation's waters are just as confused as anyone else. Even more confusing is the glitch causing them to transform once they find themselves on solid (mostly) ground.


Thankfully, they don't change into anything harmful. Well, maybe to your teeth since an abundance of sweet treats is bound to cause a cavity or two... Not to mention the other odd effects that food here is known to have.

    Taiyaki » Despite having just jumped out of the chilly waters, these tasty treats will be warm to the touch and generate steam. After biting into one, you'll radiate warmth no matter what for a brief period of time. Being a walking furnace sure is nice with this damp, cold atmosphere... Maybe you'll find a friend or two to huddle up with and keep warm.

    Swedish Fish » Eating one of these stretchy, gummy candies will increase your flexibility. Literally and metaphorically! It might be easier to be convinced to do something you wouldn't have before and now you can bend just the right way to make it extra fun.

    Hard Fish Candy » These tart candies will render someone unable to speak until it completely dissolves. This can take a while, too, since they seem to be persistantly stuck to the roof of your mouth! Yet, don't underestimate the power of body language to speak your mind.

    Chocolate Sardines » Eating one of these rich bite-sized treats will make you sweeter. No, really! Candy kisses isn't just an expression after eating these fish. You taste delicious. Maybe too delicious... Be careful! Once someone gets a taste of you, they might not want to stop anytime soon.
Eventually, the fish will go back to normal and the glitch corrected; however, any candy collected will remain until it expires naturally.

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.

RAINING CATS AND DOGS
While the fishy foods are odd enough as is, another glitch appears to be occurring throughout the simulation but this time originates not from the rain but The Peacekeeper's humble musings. "Did you know," speaks the resident AI, "that there is an expression called 'raining cats and dogs'? I think that's such a curious saying! It made me wonder what it might actually look like..."

Following the strange, unexpected 'announcement,' inhabitants may begin to notice large globs of water falling periodically from the sky now amidst the regular rain. When they hit the ground with a large splash, nothing is there... at first. The water will burst apart only to reassemble into a canine or feline friend. Well, it's shaped like a dog or a cat.

Due to the sudden nature of their spawning though, some things aren't quite right. Perhaps that cat has only three legs instead of four; a dog may be missing an eye, an ear, or even its tail. And those are the more tame oddities! While the unique animals aren't overly abundant there are still a good number that spawn across the days of rain. Don't be surprised if a dog takes up shelter from the storm on your porch or you come home to a cat you don't own having climbed through a loose window.

While this might be exactly the addition to your home that you wanted, it doesn't change the leaky roof or broken window in your new place. Or, unfortunately, the fact that there's no extra space for a pet yet. 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.
SEEING PINK
ear the end of the week, the rain finally relents and temperatures continue to gradually increase. Those May flowers can't quite seem to wait though since several of the trees lining the edge of the forest bloom brilliant pink blossoms that a DTF will be able to identify as love blossoms. While the blooms won't last very long, they certainly are using all the time they have to take over.

The pollen is one thing. It may start out as just a tickle in your nose or stuffy head but eventually turns into something much more lovely. You're tickled pink about almost everything, it seems, and want to share that happiness with others. And who needs rose-colored glasses when almost everywhere one looks there's a string of love blossoms blooming?

These invasive flowers are in your garden, along the vines in the city, and even sprawling through the main hub! It actually seems almost impossible to avoid them. The Peacekeeper assures inhabitants that it isn't purposeful and just the natural cycle of the love blossoms.

Enjoy the mood-lifting and groin-tingling effects while they last! The love blossoms will only linger for a few days, at most, before receding back to the forest line and eventually falling dormant again until next spring.
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.

Sexy Stamp Card
Issued by: The Peacekeeper
1 2 3 4
6 7 8 9


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

★ The kinks of the month have changed! Be sure to check this post for what the new ones are. Also, give a congratulations to Corrin ([personal profile] fatefulprince) as the as the new leader of the sexy leaderboard! 🎉

★ The effects of the strange fish candies 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. 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!

★ Make sure to dunk your questions/feedback in the thread below!

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ragesagainsttheodds: (380)

[personal profile] ragesagainsttheodds 2022-04-27 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
A mate? [She almost sounds surprised when he asks.] No. Like you; I was pack alpha. There was never a minute I wasn't thinkin' on how to keep mine safe. [There had always been something to be done. They might well have been the young wolves of the caern but they were reliable for unorthodox missions. And in those times of trouble and apocalypse looming, there was always something unorthodox that required the children of Coyote.] I had two people. My Fionn and my lass. They kept my feet planted in both worlds. I guess he would've ended up being my mate proper if it had come to it.

...I'm sorry. About y'Fionn. [Wayland must have been talking about Fianna kin but, he deserved the proper respects anyway, Fianna respected their kin.] I hope the Ancestors led him safely to the Homelands. [It was all a Fionn could wish for; a happy life and a glorious end. But absence was a wound not easily healed.

Ren closes her eyes for the briefest of moments a gives a small sigh. Was it relief at not being the sole Garou? Perhaps. Her soul felt lighter for knowing there was someone else who could sympathise. A connection to her home even if he was unfamiliar to her. The thought makes her laugh even as she opens her eyes again.]
Feels like the fates are playing a cruel trick on you, puttin' another one of us in your path. We're impossible to resist, you know. [The last part is said with a sarcastic humour. A phrase that has been levied against her - an accusation - many a time.]

[But then she considers it. His hand is warm against hers and his skin smells like the flecks of rain and Garou that stick to him. His forehead is pressed against hers and even in this position, she can feel the tickle of his breath against her skin. That instinct from before rears it's head; she wants to lick the line of his battle scars in deference to them.]
Impossible to resist. [And this time, the phrase has a different inflexion; an apology or an excuse being made on his behalf. Obviously, he wasn't at fault here. It was her. She had resisted the temptation so many times and in that second her eyes flicked between his eyes and his lips, tilting her head so that their noses brush and then tilted yet more to press her lips against his.]
uktena: (🌗 23)

[personal profile] uktena 2022-04-28 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's true, they are impossible to resist. he remembers, seeing shepherd's first true crinos change, the rippling ruddy fur and wildness in his eyes. he thinks about his silhouette dancing in firelight. he thinks about the nightly routine of crawling into bed and just laying there elbowing each other until sleep claimed one or the other. the entire pack slept in one bed—codependence or just the feigning of a den in the wild, who knows.

wayland just knows he misses it.

she's close now, and wayland's heart is pounding. it's the furious craving of proximity. he can smell her—his senses sharp. he can count her eyelashes, her breaths, and as their noses brush, and as her lips slide over his...

he gives in. the moment before, he startles, like he has to think about the sensation to the very mores of its atoms, but presses towards it just a beat after. no. it's a kiss, and he feels it down his spine. his hands don't know where to go, but one inevitably settles on her ribs, resting softly.

she's kissing him, and he's kissing back, inexperienced, but willing, lips soft. he has the scent of old fires still clinging to him, blood, the forest, like home, like other wolves. it will fade in days to come but now, it's as real as it will ever be. ]


Ren... [ he murmurs softly between, but he doesn't know what to say after that, fingers eventually sliding up to rest against the side of her throat. he shifts to hold the angle of her jaw. ] Would you?

[ he doesn't finish. would you lay with me, he wants to say, but his voice dies in his throat. ]
ragesagainsttheodds: (380)

[personal profile] ragesagainsttheodds 2022-05-01 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[She half expects the fingers brushing against her throat to grip it and a sudden condemnation of her actions to come swiftly after. That is what she would deserve for this behaviour - for this disregard of the Litany. A Litany of a group of peoples that no longer existed thanks to the Apocalypse. At the very least she was waiting for the rejection.

It was more the surprise when the implied question was brought instead.

Ren has slept with...well, more people than she could count. And, well, there was the awkward matter of the first guy she ever slept with ending up changing months after they had first been together. Which, when she changed a good year after led to yet more frosty distance between them. When they had both been kin it was fine; encouraged even. When he had changed there had been a hope in her that eventually, they might wind up together. Her changing had put the nail in the coffin.

Ren shushes him. Not trying to prevent him from talking but trying to push away any doubts he might be having.]
I'll take care of you. [This is fine. It's fine. They're the only two left. There isn't a soul to condemn them and it's better - she silently justifies - no, safer for him that his first isn't with someone who might not understand quite how dangerous Garou can be. Can't read their cues or signals or needs. Might not be able to protect themselves from a frenzy if something went wrong.

She can justify it in so many ways and a part of her simply wants it. Craves the comfort and validation of another body like hers. Who's lived through it and understands. Ren reaches for him, pulling him closer now so that she can hook a leg over his hips - closing the gap between them, that polite distance they had silently enforced out of deference to the rules - and guide his hands to the curve of her waist and hip where her shirt had begun to inch it's way up.]
I've got you. [She reassures him again before tilting her head up to press her lips against his once again, this time not as hesitant or gentle, a firm kiss with the intention of pulling him into another deeper kiss.]
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[personal profile] uktena 2022-05-02 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ i'll take care of you. he shakes his head. not in disagreement, but in correction.

an ahroun carries the world on her shoulders. wayland knows it well. his mother carries mountains, after all. ]


We'll take care of each other.

[ she's guiding him, and he's settling his hand there at the curve of her waist, feeling as she kisses him again. her lips are so unbearably soft and he hums softly against them. he doesn't know if that's right, but he doesn't care, pressing closer and closer. his fingers slowly ruck up her shirt, just a bit, enough to stroke slowly at her skin, to feel the heat radiating off of it. her leg is weighty over his hip, but perfectly so.

he follows her lead, mimics with swift perfection as he was raised to do. it isn't that wayland is a clumsy virgin, though his hands maybe fumble as they slowly trail over the line of ren's ribs, and maybe he's a bit... enthusiastic with kissing deeper, nose pressed fast into her cheek.

when he catches breath, he laughs a little, nervous, pressing his nose into hers gently. ]


... I like kissin' you.
ragesagainsttheodds: (380)

[personal profile] ragesagainsttheodds 2022-05-04 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure. [That's acceptable for now - Ren for the sake of not starting a disagreement at so fragile a moment decides that it can be settled later. That definitely won't come around to bite her on the ass later.

It's...surprisingly cute how enthusiastic he is about something as simple as kissing. It's endearing and sweet in a way of lot of her encounter hadn't been recently. There was something to be said for slowing down and enjoying the moment of it, the first few impassioned moments before the rush and thrill took over. Before the animalistic nature took its share.

She nuzzles her nose against his as they tale a breath.]


That's...[She bites back a laugh and swallows it. Nope. Not going to call him adorable to his face. She knows better than to do that to a guy when trying to get into his pants.] That's a good place to start. I like kissing you too. You smell good. [Ren turns her head, kissing along the side of his jaw so that she can graze her teeth against his earlobe, breathing him in deeply as she does so. It's a smell that had washed away on her months ago and she was keen to get as deep a lungful of it as she could - to lock the memory of it away forevermore.] Don't be shy, y'can touch me if you like. You ain't goin' to hurt me. [Some gentle encouragement never goes astray when dealing with someone new to the oft confusing world of sex.] And I want you to.
uktena: (🌗 25)

[personal profile] uktena 2022-05-19 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's true, he smells like other garou, like a caern and it's thrumming heartbeat of life. she smells more like this place, strange and new, but don't worry, he's close enough to pretty much get his scent all over her in any case. something about that alone comforts him further. ]

I plan to...

[ the fact that she guides him, reassures him, earns her his eagerness renewed. as her lips press along the side of his jaw, he hums, and when teeth scrape his ear a sigh leaves him, pleased. his fingers that are holding her proceed to map out her personal topography, fingers grazing the line of her ribs from beneath her shirt, climbing around to hike it up over her shoulder blades. he can feel the muscle there, lets his second hand join exploration until he's holding her fast against him.

she's right, they'd survive. thrive, even. to lose heart would be a disservice to the both of them. so why not celebrate one another instead, right?

gentle encouragement reaps many rewards from someone like wayland, who seeks to kiss her again when she's close enough, nose to nose. his eyes are warm as they briefly hold hers, then shift to roam further, over the lines of her muscles, the swell of her breasts against him. how he can't help but drag his teeth along her shoulder just to share the sensation with her.

she fills his lungs in a way he's never had the chance to experience before, and his takes in as much as he can, fingers slowly climbing to curl into her hair simply to feel it against his palm. her pulse thuds hot against his tongue as he laves over her neck. ]
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[personal profile] ragesagainsttheodds 2022-05-21 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a good start and Ren slightly tenses when he accidentally brushes over a ticklish spot on her ribs, huffing a small laugh against his lips. All of it is a good start and Ren is openly vocal in her praise. She shifts with him, trying to open herself up as he explores the feeling, shifting arm and twisting into his hands while he discovers.

And it's sweet in a way that so few of her encounters are.

The feeling of his tongue against her neck reminds her of her ever-present lust and in that moment the realisation comes over her that being passive doesn't suit her well. Ren uses the leverage of her leg over his hip to push them both over so that Wayland is flat on his back and she can straddle him in earnest and hover above him to claim his lips properly. But she pulls back, still hovering above him, propped by her forearm beside his head, close enough to brush noses with him.]
B'fore we go any further; you say stop 'nd I stop, alright? That's important. No questions asked. No explanations needed. We stop.