uhmani | TDM #7

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 visit the training grounds, music lounge, library, and onsen. Also, feel free to leave an offering for the resident deity of sleep (Hypnos) at his shrine! 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.

A FOUL WIND BLOWS

For the last couple of weeks, The Peaceekeeper has been relatively quiet save for the mandatory greeting of newcomers. In fact, it doesn't even make the usual announcement that it has before to alert inhabitants of the sudden shift in weather. Blue skies and sunshine gradually begin to darken over. The wind picks up to a frightening gale that will see people likely needing to strap things down and fasten their shutters tight.

However, it's not anything physical that inhabitants will likely end up losing. The forceful rain, wind, and ensuing storm will instead strip away their inhibitions if they're unlucky enough to be caught in it.

What was holding you back, anyway? It's hard to remember or seems so suddenly trivial. It's not an issue anymore. that's for sure! Whether this is about something intimate, secrets kept, or things you know you shouldn't say for any number of reasons don't matter. Self-consciousness and doubt feel like a thing of the past and you're free to chase whatever whims you want!

Hopefully, you won't regret it when the effects wear off in a few day's time.

CLEAN-UP CREW

Although not everyone may be in the mood to buckle down and get to work after the storm blows through, the mess it leaves behind is literal as well as metaphorical. Time to get cleaning! The Peacekeeper has graciously provided a whole host of tools to assist inhabitants in clearing the debris littering the beach and floating in the ocean, including...

Inflatable Rafts

Skimmer Nets

Brushes

GET LAID

Liquid-Air Impulse Device

JUST KEEP SWIMMING

All your hard work hasn't gone unnoticed!

The mermaids that live beneath the waves of Taasunni Beach are extremely grateful that the inhabitants have taken the time and effort to clean up their home. To show their gratitude, they've decided to let everyone experience the beauty of the once-again pristine ocean for themselves!

Upon request, one of the mermaids lounging in the shallows will kiss inhabitants to fill them with magic. This gift will transform them into merfolk themselves for about 6 hours, allowing them to breathe underwater, swim swiftly, and explore or play in the depths to their hearts' content.

Those who indulge in this, especially repeatedly, may find themselves feeling unusually buoyant and free--as though a weight has lifted from their shoulders, and their troubles are simply washing away on the tide.

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

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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

★ 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.

★ Please thank Love Bug Infy for helping out with this TDM!

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

★ The locations page is undergoing a revamp! While originally I wanted to have it done in time for this test drive meme, that didn't quite happen. But it is coming soon, I promise!

★ Due to moderator error meaning we are over the player limit already and repeated requests, the player cap has been increased to 50. We are currently at 47/50 slots taken! Anyone wishing to claim a character must have an invite and follow the proper rules in place to be accepted into the community.

★ Also in light of that announcement and since I totally forgot the monthly meme due to being sick... Why not check out the ATP/EMP Meme now up? See who others want to try out, enable your friends! Fun all around!

NAVIGATION

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Whoa.

WHOA!

"Oh- yes I am. I apologize for intruding. It's getting pretty bad out there. Thank you, I quite appreciate it." He peels off his soaked overcoat to hang it as well as his own shirt before rolling up the cuffs of his trousers and slipping his boots off. Everything is drenched. That's fine though because this man is absolutely fine.

"It's quite the squall, I never imagined it could come so quickly like that. Ah- where are my manners. Byleth Eisner. And you are...?"

There is a soft deep baritone chuckle as he listens to the other speak. It's funny to him he would use those specific words to describe the weather. "Oh well it seems you know my name already. It's Squall, Squall Leonhart. Though I can assure you I'm not the cause of this weather."

He wasn't sure what caused him to say his actual name, it was the first time he'd used it in this world and yet he felt like he had no reason to hold anything back. It was freeing and a but strange. Perhaps he should keep his mouth shut for the time being.

His own confusion of himself aside he had stolen a glance at this Byleth man. He was very delicate features, soft but still masculine and seeing the clothing removed he noticed all the scars on him. A fighter of some kind, Squall presumed. He was very handsome, a pretty sort of handsome and not to be rude Squall looked away to give him some privacy.

"Oh! I did not but- well. How serendipitous I suppose." He gives a soft smile in good humor. "Well met Squall."

He goes about the business of getting himself as dry as he can get, which also leaves him just in his trousers and little else. Funny that. Once he's satisfied he sits down on the floor at the closes wall, leaning back and regarding the other man again with another heavily appraising glance.

"I suppose there are certainly worse things than being stuck in a storm with such a handsome man. I just hope the building holds true."

If Byleth had come in a few minutes later, squall would have been out of his wet leather pants but as it is now he needs to stay in the, despite how uncomfortable they really are. It's a pain but he doesn't want to make Byleth uncomfortable, even if the man is really cute and totally Squall's type. In fact he keeps looking at Byleth and all the scars and the way his arms look when he's patting himself off.

"I could say the same for you. I think the building will be fine." He doesn't know what's wrong with him but he isn't freezing up being alone with a stranger and half naked like he should. This is something odd to him and he even finds himself heading over to Byleth and sitting near him, even with how much space there is on the other side of the room. "Have you been here long?"

"Well thank you." He turns on a smile, wrapping the towel around his shoulders and leaning back.

"Since the beginning, more or less. I was amongst the first group to arrive. It's been trying in many ways, but honestly I like it here. I prefer it here." Here, where he has so much love, so many of his friends and lovers all in once place. It wins out vastly over the loneliness of being stuck as archbishop.

"And you? I haven't seen you around before."

This world has been wild since he arrived and he does miss all his friends back home so he is on the fence. Cloud is here though and not in his own world but it brings up his internal debate of if he would give up his whole life somewhere else just to be with Cloud. He wants to say he would but he also knows so many rely on him back home and none of them are here, it's been hard to think of home without worrying.

"I haven't been here long and frankly I'm worried about my home...I've lost it once and I hope it's not lost once more." He frowns, his brows furrowing as he leans more against the wall in an almost slump. He doesn't want to ruin the mood however so he takes the towel off his neck and places it on his head to try and fluff up his mane more.

"I'm not sure if I will ever prefer it here...but it's not awful. I just wish more of those I knew remembered me....or were here.."

"I'm terribly sorry to hear it. It must be difficult." In a way, when he lost Jeralt, he lost his home. He was grateful to have found one again amongst his students, but even that was impermanent. He understands quietly, watching Squall with interest.

"Well, if it helps, now I know you. I understand we just met, but you are welcome to call me a friend." He didn't used to be so open like this to people, but time and love have changed him quite a bit. He's softer now. Broken in.

"We may as well spend our time in here getting to know each other, right? Given the storm doesn't seem to be letting up any time soon."

"Its..probably strange or rather maybe not. Not sure what counts as strange where you come from." He almost chuckles, a slightly deep noise as he leans back against the wall. Icey eyes turn to Byleth and stay there, actually enjoying his company. The man is nice and he doesn't mind being stuck in here with him.

"Yeah, well since you got my name and all you might as well be my friend as well. I guess...this whole situation is a bit...nostalgic and just really pisses me off." He brings his knees up against his chest as he breaks eye contact once more.

"All worlds are connected, that's what I've always known and because of that there are ways for monsters and darkness to affect each one. My world fell to the darkness once before. Some died and became monsters and some were able to escape to other worlds, refugees in a foreign place. I had to do that once before and now it looks like I have to do it again. I guess I'm lucky in that I have experience in this...but I worry about everyone back home. Did they make it out? Are they waiting for me somewhere else?"

Byleth listens, allowing him to finish fully before responding. A comforting hand coming to rest on Squall's shoulder.

"I think they're all right. New people are arriving all the time, and I think there's absolutely more to this world than we're being told. I'm certain of it. I understand being worried about your friends though." There's nothing much that can help that but the offer of some momentary comfort.

Either way, Byleth is warming to him quite quickly. Anyone who's biggest concern is those they love can't be bad.

"If it's all the same, I'm happy to help in whatever way I can."

It was almost nice to have someone to talk to, to hear all of his concerns and know things he usually kept hidden. He might have to try being this honest with cloud but he wondered if he'd be able to get the same in return from him. He still knew as little about Cloud as he did back home and it was upsetting but he wouldn't think of that right now. He had a very handsome man who was willing to talk right now.

"Thank you for listening Byleth. I hope I can do the same for you, help you however I can I mean."

He leans forward a little, placing a hand on Byleth's thigh. He doesn't really mean more by it but given the situation and the slightly charged tension in the room the hint of something more passionate is there.

Charged indeed. Oh dear or my. He looks at the hand on his thigh and his eyebrows raise. His own hand coming to rest over it.

"I can think of a way you can help me." That is a very loose definition of help but whatever. Fuck it. He feels oddly relaxed about all of this. "And maybe help pass the time while we wait out this storm."

Is squall maybe going to regret this when the rain passes? That depends and as of right now he isn't sure but in this moment he doesn't care. He's feeling the mood between them and that's all that matters in this world after all,right?

"Oh, do tell." Yes he knows what Byleth is hinting at but he wants to play coy, he doesn't get to do it often so he'd going to play it up this time. "I think I could use peaceful way to pass the time away."

Byleth on the other hand, is finished with coyness. He simply leans over and kisses him, drawing his fingers along the man's jaw as he does. He parts them after, but only for a brief reprieve before going back for more. With a bit more tongue involved.

"Does that give you a better idea?" He says finally, quietly, and still barely against Squall's lips.

Oh. He definetly knows what Byleth wants after that kiss. It's strange how he never pictured being intimate with anyone but save maybe Cloud and yet here he is enjoying a kiss from a stranger. Maybe it's this place or maybe he's different but when Byleth ends the kiss he finds himself leaning into that touch for more.

"I think I have a good idea now..." His voice is deeper then he intended it to come out but he doesn't care, he's pulling Byleth in for another kiss, tongue and all. His hands go up to Byleth's still wet hair, holding him close.

Oh fuck that. Really does it for him actually? The way Squall's voice sounds right now. He practically crawls into the man's lap, straddling him and shamelessly rolling his hips as he eagerly returns that kiss. Is this unusual for him? Maybe, but he doesn't seem to care right now. Squall is warm, and he tastes and smells so good. He's pretty and kind. That's all that matters in this moment.

Byleth pushes into that kiss, almost demanding as his arms slide around Squall's neck. Fuck he wants this so badly.

If Squall was more focused or had his wits about him to stop for a moment he would think that the way Byleth is holding him was very hot and possibly might be hinting at something a bit rougher. He likes rough, he knows that but at the moment he doesn't focus on that. All he wants and needs right now are Byleth's lips against his and the way his tongue slides against his. He moans into the kiss, arms around him holding him a little tighter. Byleth's weight against him is so perfect too.

He does pull away for a moment to breath, he's panting and when he looks at Byleth and those pretty mint eyes he can't help but lean in and bite at his long exposed neck. It was just there and waiting for it. He doesn't bite too hard, just enough for some pleasure and to maybe leave a mark.

He doesn't bother hiding how much he likes this. Pulling him tighter, and then Squall bites him like that and well...

Well he likes that a lot it seems, because he moans, a hand moving to hold the back of his head there for a moment, arching to allow him better access. The husky whisper gusting against the man's ear as he squirms.

"Do it again."

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The squirming in his arms only has him getting more excited and when he's forced to keep his mouth against Byleth's slender neck he doesn't complain. He bites him again, this time for sure leaving a nice mark on him. His tongue laps at the abused skin after, placing a gentle kiss after. For a little added touch he uses a little bit of magic, cool almost icey breath leaves him as he leaves cold kisses down that neck and to his chest. His hands roam down Byleth's hips , settling on his ass and giving him a squeeze.

"You're really hot." He mumbles between kisses. Squall shifts, wanting to take them both off the floor and onto the nearby bed. He tries to stand with Byleth in his arms and uses the wall behind him for leverage until he's got him securely in his arms and carries him to the bed. They plop down on their sides and Squall breaks the kisses for a little chuckle.

"Sorry, I guess you got me weak kneed."

It feels wonderful. And then Squall squeezes his butt and that still feels good but he's ticklish there and that's surprising. He makes a sound somewhere between a yelp and a squeak. Judging by the look on his face (amused, a bit scandalized, but happily so), he's not bothered.

"So are you-" Oh- and he's being picked up now and deposited on the bed. Now he's laughing softly, looping his arms around Squall.

"Oh I like you quite a bit." He's tremendously charming in a cute dorky way.

For a stranger this encounter is actually kind of endearing in a way. Byleth feels and makes nice noises. The squeak before was way too cute and he hopes to figure out what caused it again. Squall's guess is the ass, so he's going to have to grab him there again. His laughter is even more charming and Squall can't help but join in on it.

"Y-Yeah...can I try something out on you?" His words come out a little raspy, still cheery but that dark look in his stormy eyes is all Byleth needs to know how aroused Squall is. He climbs over Byleth on the bed, kissing him once more before trailing those kisses down his chest and to his exposed nipples.

"Yeah, mmm- go right ahead." Try something, huh? He's very curious now, but he can't think too much because those lips reach his nipples, making him moan and arch toward the attention. His hands smooth against Squall's shoulders and neck, moving to tangle in his hair and ruffle it pleasantly, scratching and tugging.

"Ohh..." Well that seems to be a popular spot with him at least. Even just the slight touch has him squirming.

With Byleth's consent he decides to use a bit magic, it's something he's been working on and used only once so far so it's still not where he's totally comfortable with it but he's hopeful Byleth will enjoy it. For a split second the air in the room changes as he draws in what magic is around them, his eyes glowing for the briefest of moments. Squall's touch grows cold, not enough to hurt but enough to give a shift in temperature from the rest of him. His body still runs warm but his lips, his tongue and the tips of his hands run cold.

He blows a frosty breath on Byleth's nipple, taking it into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue, his hands leaving feathery light cold touches down his sides. More he teases with the other man's chest, pulling back to lock stormy greys with mint eyes. "Do you...like that?"

This is something so new it keeps him guessing. Gasping with surprise and pleasure at every new feeling, the tingling cold against sensitive spots. His voice hitches when Squall's mouth presses over his nipple like that. The question barely registers as he's distracted with so many unusual and entertaining sensations.

"Oh-- yes- I. Hhhnn- it feels amazing." What an intriguing man this one is. Byleth is admittedly, completely captivated now. He isn't one to just sit back though. He uses his own magic to warm himself, heat his fingertips enough to be quite noticeable as he drags them down Squall's back.

Squall is still new to this whole temperature play thing. It's not something he's had a chance to really experiment with much so when Byleth shows his own magic hand he's really taken back. It's not that Byleth doesn't look like he might use magic, he just wasn't expecting it. That heat at his back is enough to get him moaning at the sensation, his mouth no longer on Byleth's skin.

"Ah..that...oh...so...so warm. That feels so good...." He closes his eyes for a moment as a wave of pleasure takes him down his back. It isn't long that his is distracted however, fingers slipping into his own lips as he looks at Byleth. Oh yes he's fully expecting to top with this but he hesitates just a moment in case his lovely and surprising partner might want to take charge.

Byleth does take the opening to take charge in fact. Moving to crawl over atop Squall and pepper his chest with kisses. A playful nip here and there, before he's hooking his fingers into the waistband of the other man's pants, tugging them down just enough that he can trail those kisses down to the now exposed base of his cock.

His own lips are warm too, and he makes sure to thoroughly coat the area in kisses. Teasing at moving up.

At last he finally pulls the rest of that length free and readily slides his tongue down, leaving a wet trail along the underside. His hand moving to brace it, and it's still so much warmer than it should be.

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