uhmani | TDM #5

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 anomalies present. If you'd like, there is cake and some refreshments."

A small pause. "Oh, and! Don't forget to visit the new training grounds, music lounge, library, and onsen. Also, feel free to leave an offering for our resident deity of sleep at his shrine!"

TRICKY TRICKSTERS

About those aforementioned anomalies...

Was that utility pole always there in the middle of the main hub? How did your shoe - just the one - get out on the lawn? You could have sworn you saw them together last. Actually, they are together now if you check. Just what is going on? Trying to draw close to these out-of-place or extra objects will cause them to giggle, wiggle, and disappear in a puff of smoke. Instead of a pole, it's now a wayward chair or cart that wasn't there just a moment before. If one continues to follow this tricky trail, they'll be rewarded by discovering the culprit: a tanuki.

While they appear to be harmless, some of their tricks may get taken just a little bit too far. You may grab for your vibrator only for it to go up in smoke and cause frustration in more ways than one. Or, they'll lead some individuals right into danger's path and giggle all the while. If someone attempts to catch them, they'll be left with only a leaf to show for it and the tracks of these mythical creatures leading directly to the beach.

WHAT'S YOUR DTF STATUS?

If the main hub and its features 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 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. Even if you do complain, The Peacekeeper will encourage others to set off and find their own place to live out in the simulation.

Granted, the housing market in the afterlife isn't exactly robust. It doesn't help that every place you find has a leaky roof or broken window. No, unfortunately that will 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.

SUN'S OUT, GUNS OUT

"Hello, inhabitants," greets The Peacekeeper. "No doubt you've noticed the temperature gradually rising as my nature parameters adjust to summer weather." It has gotten a bit warmer these days, hasn't it? Although some may have not noticed, there is no doubt that others have been sensitive to the climbing heat. "To remedy any discomfort, I suggest you hit the beach! There are plenty of fun new features that I've been requested to implement by The Creators to help keep everyone content! We hope that you enjoy them!"

★ One of the aforementioned features will toggle automatically. All one needs to do is set foot on the sands of Taasunni and they'll be changed into the appropriate dress for a beach outing. Well, appropriate might be a bit of a stretch... This feature is, as mentioned, new and will be subject to some modifications. For now, inhabitants will have to deal with being put into something scandalous, ridiculous, or both!

The Peacekeeper promises to listen to feedback accordingly and modify everyone's outfits to something a bit less outlandish... eventually. In the meantime, why not flaunt what you've got and make the most of the simulated sun's rays on your skin?

★ If you'd rather preserve what little dignity you may have left, there are changing tents available to grab a towel that somehow covers up more than your swimwear probably did. Although some might be wary of tents after the picnic, these ones do not have aphrodisiac candles in them! But they do have a catch. These tents are translucent from the inside looking out like a one-way pane of glass.

Not to worry though! From the outside, no one can see in even if you can see them. In fact, there might be a subtle urge to see just how far you can take things within the walls of these tents while those outside are unawares; it might just scratch that itch for some exhibitionism without anyone actually watching.

HARMONIOUS HEARTS

DTFs will helpfully tell their owners that it is mating season for the heart jellies just off the shores of Taasunni. During the next couple of months, there will be an abundance of them floating idly in the cool waters of the sea. While their sting doesn't usually hurt, exactly, during this time there is a bit more risk to being zapped than just an enjoyable tingling sensation. It will burn but because their sting leaves a heart branded into one's skin temporarily.

Nothing will seem to relieve the dull pain on your own; however, the brand will draw others to you and serve as a target for their, ahem, affections. Bodily fluids from the most intimate of areas are about the only thing that will provide some relief and cause these heart-shaped brands to fade. Hopefully, you didn't get stung anywhere too embarrassing or difficult to come on!

Unfortunately, the other side effect of these stings is that the person with the brand won't be able to find relief - literal or sexual - until it's gone. Nothing will seem to bring them over that brink before their partner has "helped" get rid of the marking. Whether or not they do that quickly will be entirely up to them. The lack of control might be a bit unnerving but hopefully the eventual orgasm will be absolutely worth it.

CALLING TO ME

★ Throughout the simulation, as the sun dips low in the sky and stars begin to make their nightly debut, the sound of furin carrying on the breeze can be heard. It draws people to the beach and appears to sound from somewhere beyond sight passed ocean waves. It will make inhabitants feel a keen sense of longing that they can't quite explain. Whatever the case, they will want for more suddenly. Whether this is from their partner, their life, or just in general, the feeling won't be shaken so easily. Thankfully, the sound and feelings it evokes are only temporary. Just don't be surprised if that feeling of longing leads you to bite off more than you can chew in some way or another.

★ Observant inhabitants may notice that the island that spawned when the simulation expanded is now much closer to shore than before. It's also... moving? Although subtle and slow, it does appear to be inching ever closer to show throughout the day. It will make land during nightfall and reveal a giant turtle with palm trees and other tropical foliage growing off of its back.

"Sorry about the-" It's words are broken up by a loud yawn that will make anyone close suddenly very drowsy. "-tanuki. They decided to hitch a ride without me knowing." The turtle yawns again, causing another wave of grogginess to hit those talking to it. "I'll take them back when I give you all a ride to one of The Dead Ends. But until then... It was a long swim here. I'm going to just - aaawwwhhhh - take a short nap." That short nap will last two weeks. Inhabitants are free to climb aboard the turtle's back but it won't be stirring again anytime soon, unfortunately.

And perhaps neither will you! That sleepiness is downright contagious and will lead to inhabitants that had spoken to the turtle for any length of time falling into a deep slumber the next time they decide to lay down. Almost nothing will be able to wake them until the effect subsides. Although, if they seem more receptive to a bit of intimacy than anything... That's just a coincidence, surely!

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.

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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

★ Trying a new thing by centering the TDM prompts around the kinks of the month for new and old people to get those stamps before the mingle! Hopefully, you enjoy it!

★ The effects of all the influences 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.

★ 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!

★ LAST BUT NOT LEAST! The player cap has BEEN INCREASED TO 45 PLAYERS. We're at 41/45 right now.

NAVIGATION

F.A.Q. ★ RULES ★ CHARACTER CLAIM ★ LOCATIONS ★ MAIN NAVIGATION

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[Anders stared back, just as blank.]

...Hawke, do you--- think that maybe you and I came from different versions of events? Like, ah, some kind of butterfly effect thing?

It's either that or my memory is worse than I thought.

( Hawke rubbed his head. ) So this is awkward.

Oh, Maker. [He groaned.] And I just spilled my guts all over the place about the fact that I've fancied you for years. Incredible.

( Hawke chuckled, the sound just a little on the nervous side, and tentatively reached his hand over to rest it on Anders' thigh. )

Want me to pretend I didn't hear it, or...?

Edited 2022-07-07 00:49 (UTC)

Well, I mean... If you feel differently than how I remember... [Anders swallowed roughly, moving a little closer.] ...When in Rivain, do as the Rivainis do, yeah?

Yeah. ( Hawke agreed and decided once again not to try and parse through the myriad of confusing feelings he currently felt. All the blood was rushing south anyway, and thinking logically was kind of hard.

Besides...he had had feelings for Anders. Feelings he never expressed because he had so many other things to worry about. Then he was gone - they were both gone.

Hawke kept his hand on Anders thigh, turned so he could cup the other man's cheek to try and tilt his head toward him. The end goal? A very sloppy, wine-flavored kiss. )

[As soon as Hawke's lips touched his, Anders saw fireworks. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the fact that he'd been so in love with Hawke for so long, but the kiss was downright magical, and the taste--- heavenly. It took all of Anders' resolve not to just climb into Hawke's lap. Anders pulled away, breathless.] Let's get out of here. Somewhere private.

Edited 2022-07-07 02:03 (UTC)

( Hawke's kiss was all tongue and teeth; catching Anders' lower lip and tugging; trying to push past for a well and proper taste of him, his desire spiked and unbridled. What the fuck had been in that drink?

Anders pulled back and, for a split second, Hawke chased his lips, stopping just before he reached him again, his cheeks flushed. )

Wherever you want. ( a beat. His hand squeezed Anders thigh. ) So long as it's close.

[Anders looked around, noticing a bathroom at the back of the bar. The slightly ajar door to the single-stall unisex bathroom allowed him to see what it was. That'd work. Grabbing Hawke's hand, he got up.] In there.

[He tugged Hawke into the other room and threw the door closed as soon as both of them were in the room. He desperately hoped Hawke would pin him to the door and shove that clever tongue back into his mouth, please, please, please...]

( Hawke would do him one better. Once the door slammed shut behind them, Hawke reached out with both hands and hooked them under Anders thighs, lifting him up off his feet and pushing him back against the door with a rather loud thud. He tucked himself between the other man's thighs; hips grinding hard, evidence of his arousal making itself apparent in the forming bulge in his pants.

The kiss was...less graceful. Tipsy from the alcohol, too aroused to think straight, he fumbled; rough beard grazing Anders chin and cheek before he corrected and - eventually - found his lips with a half-snarled moan. )

Oh, fuck. [Anders groaned as he hit the door, then kissed back frantically as soon as his lips and Hawke's found each other. His fingers curled in the fabric on the back of Hawke's mage robes, one hand gripping Hawke's shoulder armor tightly. Despite grasping onto the other man like he'd fall off the world if he let go, however, he'd never felt more secure in his life. Legs wrapped around Hawke's waist for leverage, he began to grind back, reciprocating his desire. He opened his mouth within the kiss, inviting Hawke's tongue, but he couldn't stop thinking about the hard bulge between Hawke's legs, and what it would feel like to have it filling up his mouth. If only he could find the self control to break the kiss long enough to tell Hawke so. Maybe just a moment longer...]

( Hawkes grip was strong, - would have been bruising if it weren't for the fabric still covering Anders thighs - his body pressed hard against the other man's to keep him securely pinned between the closed door and his broad chest. How long had he wanted this? How long had he thought of Anders; all the little comments; the playful flirtations. How many times had he caught his eye and wondered if he should do something about the way he made his heart race? Too many to count. He could make up for it all now.

He took the offered opening without hesitation; tongue delving deep into Anders mouth. With another muffled grunt he shifted, rutting against desperately, wanting to feel him even with all the clothes still in their way. They'd really have to do something about that soon.

But not now. Not yet. Hawke pulled back with a gasp, soft little pecks - surprisingly sweet, all things considered - set along Anders jaw. Then, he dipped down, nosed the fabric of his collar down just enough to latch onto a patch of pale skin with his teeth. )

[Anders' head was spinning from all the attention and stimulation, bombarding his senses. A hand carded through the back of Hawke's black hair, surprisingly soft despite everything else about him being rough and rugged. The moment Hawke pulled away from his mouth, Anders let out a heady gasp, then tried to fumble for his words.]

Hawke--- Mm, I want--- [He huffed with frustration at how hard it was to think with Hawke's teeth on his collarbone.] Let--Let me down so you can fuck my face.

( Skin caught between his teeth, blood bubbling under the surface to leave a nice little red splotch he may or may not apologize for later, Hawke paused at the call of his name. Whatever he was expecting Anders to say, it definitely wasn't that. )

Could have told me before I picked you up. ( He teased, kissing Anders once more on the neck, then again on the lips before he slowly started to loosen his grip and lower him to the ground. The sudden lack of contact was agonizing, and his erection was now straining against his trousers, begging to be freed. ) I'm all yours, Anders.

Well, I liked being picked up. I just needed to be let down now.

[Anders smiled, sliding down against the door to his knees, undoing the buttons on Hawke's trousers to let his hard cock out of what had become a fabric prison, and oh sweet Andraste it was everything Anders was hoping for and more in there. Unable to contain himself, he pulled Hawke by the hips toward his face and opened wide, bringing Hawke into his mouth.]

Noted. ( Filed away for future reference. Hawke pressed his palm to the door - firstly, to keep it shut so no one barged in on them, and secondly, so he could brace himself as Anders tugged his dick free.

It was certainly a sight to behold, the head engorged, the slit already slick with pre-cum. His free hand grasped the base as he eased forward, keeping it steady as he slowly slid past Anders lips. ) Careful. ( Whether this warning was uttered for Anders, himself, or both was really up for debate. Because it was taking everything in him, once he felt that delightful, wet warmth of Anders mouth, not to shove the entirety of his impressive length down the mage's throat. )

[Anders carefully brought Hawke into his mouth and the weight of him, the taste, the heat, it was almost too much to bear. Something really must have been something in that drink, to make him this keen to have a dick in his mouth, but at this point, he didn't really care. It was Hawke, after all. Hawke could have asked him for anything.]

[Opening his throat and placing his hands on Hawke's hips, bracing for impact as he offered a few eager swipes of his tongue along the underside.]

Fuck, Anders. ( The words were hissed between clenched teeth, the feeling of Anders mouth almost too good. And maybe it was the drink(s), the buzz in his head, or simply the fact that he hadn't gotten laid in a while (more important things to do, after all), but he was not sure how long he'd last like this.

He did need to do one thing though, before he pressed forward: ) Give me a pinch if you need me to stop - punch me if you have to. ( He tapped his own thigh for emphasis, then slid that same hand over the top of Anders head; fingers gripping the blonde locks, holding tight. His hips jerked forward, cock pressing past the tightness of the other man's throat - not yet hilting, but coming close before he eased back again, gave him a second to brace and then thrust again. )

Mhm. [Anders managed to grunt from his current position at Hawke's instructions, at least able to confirm his understanding. He was, admittedly, also rusty. Between the Circle's wanton romps and Kirkwall, Anders was by no means inexperienced, but when you're hiding from Templars and also the most unpopular man in Thedas, it can be hard to find time or willing participants or even the motivation for sex. And some things need a bit of maintaining.]

[The first thrust was good. He sighed through his nose at the hand in his hair, the feeling of Hawke filling up his face making his own cock twitch. His lips and tongue gladly followed the shape of him all the way in and back out, and Anders let his eyes fall closed.]

( Seeing no signs of distress, nor feeling any pinch that would demand he stop, Hawke continued, finding a rhythm after the first few shallow thrusts into Anders mouth as he rocked his hips back and forth.

For those first few moments he did not push too far - just enough for the head of his cock to breach Anders throat before he was quickly pulling back to not choke him. But pressure was building fast, his mind was fuzzy; and all he could think of was how amazing it would feel to bury himself entirely in that slick warmth. Hawke leaned his head forward to rest against his forearm, lips parted for his ragged, heated moans to filter into the air, his eyes focused on the man below him so he could see everything he did. ) You look - fuck you look good with my cock in your mouth.

[Anders gave Hawke's ass an appreciative grope at the compliment, fully engaged with the task at hand. As Hawke sped up, it became more of a deliberate effort not to gag, and his jaw was already starting to ache from Hawke's sheer size, but oh, it was so worth it to have a mouthful of him. Not to mention how hot it was to hear him moan, to feel him lean over, with his stomach pressing slightly against Anders' forehead. He set himself to trying to relax his throat just a little bit more, slurping loudly around the dick in his mouth.]

( Maybe watching had been a bad idea (Hawke was a master of those), because doing so only seemed to rile him up more. Hawke's patience chipped away each time his cock vanished halfway into Anders mouth, until he finally gave in and all but rammed his hips forward to shove the entirety of his shaft down Anders throat, the hand in his hair gripping tight; palm pressed to his scalp to hold him there for just a second, his cock throbbing with his impending orgasm.

Damn, he really was out of practice if he was going to come so soon. Then again, maybe Anders was just really good at sucking dick. Either way, a few more thrusts were coming his way if he didn't make an effort to stop it. )

[Anders let out a strained groan as Hawke abruptly and rather unceremoniously gave him a LOT more to work with. He struggled with it, but refused to give up, bobbing his head a bit to try and give himself a little bit more control over the pacing. He wanted to do more with his tongue, his lips, his hands, like he had been at the beginning, but it was getting hard to think. In part this was due to how riled up he was, how heated his oral fixation was making him, but in part it was simply not easy to maintain this position due to Hawke's size and speed. Anders' jaw ached a complaint, and his throat threatened to resist, but at least Hawke was close. "Don't choke don't choke don't choke don't you dare fucking choke."]

( Unhindered save for the constricting muscles of Anders throat instinctually trying to keep him out, Hawke rolled his hips forward again, and again, and again, half-growling and half-moaning through hard, quick breaths; chest heaving. His cock throbbed in Anders mouth, and with one last push — settled there as his entire body went ridged, convulsed, and he hoped somewhere in the back of his mind that Anders had been ready and willing to take the load that he expelled directly down the back of his throat. )

[Ready, yes. Willing, absolutely. But able? Well, Anders had certainly had more luck swallowing in the past.]

[Anders gripped Hawke's hips eagerly as he drew close to his climax, poised and ready to taste him, to hear his ecstacy, having to resist the urge to paw at himself through his trousers as he heard the breaths of the man above him grow heated and shaky. Then, with only a few seconds of warning, a shot of hot cum filled the back of Anders' throat, and he yanked his head back, his body instinctively trying to expel the foreign substance. He coughed loudly, spit and semen now all over his face in an undignified smear.]

Oh, Andraste's ass. [He croaked.] Well, that was graceful.

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