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

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

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Infirmary

[When Arthur's eyes cracked open, it just felt like he'd gone to sleep and woken up. Just as the priests and nuns he'd run into had always said it would be.

A room bathed in white, with delicate, fragrant flowers strung about. This surely must be Heaven, right? He sure did feel loftier, after all, like all the aches in his bones and the burning in his lungs had been magically washed away from him. The Consumption had run it's course, and somehow, one way or another, he'd made it to a better place.

What better place that was got called into question when the voice of the Peacekeeper explained things, of course, leaving him somehow more and less confused simultaneously. Not Heaven--- Amani--- was where he was. Not only that, but it sounded like Armageddon had come, leaving the world as he knew it ended. Arthur was the only one who'd arrived here at this time, to this portion of the afterlife. (Did that make this Purgatory? He couldn't really tell, nor make that decision for himself.) Everything was fine, and this was just how things were.

By no means whatsoever did he love that.

Apparently, he still needed to be here for a while longer, to make sure that everything was as it should be. (He didn't particularly love that, either. He was ready to see what exactly was going on out there.) He could manage that. Sit pretty, be well behaved, see what the doctors had to say, and then hurry off.

Sitting up in the bed (which gave a distinctive creak of protest as he did), he scratched at his beard, mulling everything over. While he went through a very muted and exclusively internal version of the five stages of grief, he got a look around. It was only when a new face appeared that he was pulled from his thoughts, thick eyebrows lifting with interest, and he sat up a bit further, giving a little wave to snare the attention of whoever was passing by. If this was eternity, he might as well get to know who he was stuck with, right?]

'Scuse me! You got a minute?

Storm's a Brewin'

[ Harsh winds tore past, leaving Arthur's hand clasped to the top of his gambler's hat, the tail of his duster coat flapping wildly behind him. His teeth clenched firmly as he pushed ahead, trying not to let this storm tear him off his feet and send him crashing into who-knows-what.

What in the hell was he thinking, leaving in weather like this?

Lightning cracked viciously overhead, and the thunder that came with it was almost deafening. He couldn't stay out here - lest, of course, he feel up to trying to find out if there was a such thing as an after-afterlife, and that idea wasn't exactly enticing, to put it lightly.

Fortunately, salvation stood just on the horizon. This time, in what looked to be a ramshackle bar, with a sign (that barely looked like it was holding on, in this weather) depicting a man hanging upside-down by his leg, and a sign adorning the front: "The Hanged Man."

Well, that was about as good as it was going to get!

Rushing ahead (and nearly falling and/or eating shit multiple times in his efforts), he pushed open the doors, perhaps a bit too brusquely, breaths heaving and clothes nearly drenched. Even despite the ruckus, and what was more than likely a fair bit of attention focused on his entrance, though, he trudged inside, took a seat at the bar, sat his hat aside, and flagged the closest bartender down with a small lift of his hand. ]

One whiskey, please... n' pardon the mess. It's one hell of a storm out there. Never seen anything like it in all my life.

Clean-Up

[ Arthur wasn't sure exactly how the Peacekeeper managed to convince him to be on clean-up crew, but it didn't surprise him. With his track record for getting involved in the affairs of strangers and risking his neck to help random people, it seemed pretty par for the course.

It wasn't anything too hard, of course: he hauled the large net on a pole, skimming over the water, collecting pieces of wood and plastic that the waves tossed about. It'd been a long time since he'd done much that'd fall into the territory of "menial labor", but simple work had it's own reward! He was able to roll up his sleeves, open his button-up, and not have to think to hard about anything in particular. With the warm summer breezes rolling back in after the harsh storm, and the temperature settling on something absolutely perfect, it was hard to be too fussed about it all.

All work and no play and all that, sure, but being productive came with it's own benefits, right? He was sure he could find some good time to laze around in the sand later on, anyhow. The day was young, and he was in no rush to go through it any faster than he absolutely needed to. ]

((OOC: i tried to leave these all as open-ended as possible, anyone can interact! :D i'm also down for any other ideas for this TDM (especially the mermaid one), so if anyone's looking for anything in particular, shoot me a message through discord shrimpwizard#3867!))

( Lioriley was exiting the office on the other side of the infirmary when he called out, her eyes widening in a brief flash of surprise. Last she knew, the place was empty and she had not heard anyone enter. She really wished the Peacekeeper would make it more obvious when newcomers arrived, lest she miss the chance to aid someone that might need it. )

Of course. ( She strode over, her footsteps barely audible as she made her way across the stark white floors of the infirmary. She probably looked strange from a distance, and even more so up close with the glowing lines pulsing rhythmically against her blue-purple skin. She smiled brightly. ) What do you need?

[Strange was absolutely a word he would have used, and it was written all over his face, as well. He'd never seen anything even remotely like her before, and he blinked, almost owlishly, before he tried to collect himself. These people are taking care of you, Arthur, don't be a bastard about it.]

Don't mean to cause no trouble, but--- I just got in. [He floundered a bit. Got in? Come on, now. There surely must have been a better way to say that he'd died. He tried to decide what to look at, and for the most part, settled on her eyes, but the occasional dull pulses of glowing light were clearly distracting.] Got a loose idea of what's goin' on, but I'm not sure... where to get goin'? Or how exactly long I got to be in here? Not tryin' to be rude with you, miss, but I'm tryin'a make heads or tails of what's what around here and I'm not gettin' terribly far with it. Except for how I got here n' such.

( Too used to people staring when she first approached them, Lioriley made no obvious indication that she even noticed, and continued to smile cheerily in his direction, knowing well enough by now that waking up in the simulation was jarring and confusing and, honestly, terrifying. )

My name is Lioriley. ( Best to get that out of the way first, even if being called 'miss' was not a terrible alternative. ) I am sure you heard the Peacekeeper's introduction upon your awakening, and I know well that it can be a bit...confusing and difficult to comprehend. First, I should ask, are you injured or in need of any medical assistance?

Yeah, I got the quick n' dirty of everything, and I'm still tryin' to piece that one together. [He scratched his head, hoping the small gesture would help him process the information a bit more easily. It helped his nerves, if nothing else.] Name's Arthur Morgan, by the way. And, uh... no, I don't think I do. Least, not anymore. By the sounds of things, I came in a little worse for wear, but I'm doin' alright now, I think.

It is a pleasure, circumstances notwithstanding. And I am glad to hear that — but do be sure to tell me if anything changes so I may assist you. ( She shifted her weight a bit, folding her hands in front of her. ) Amani, as this place is called, is essentially a collective of various peoples from across the realms, brought here after the supposed destruction of their worlds. ( Something she truly did not believe, especially after that last message from the Keeper a few weeks back. She paused to let him process that. ) We are here to, ah, work together in an attempt to rebuild and reconstruct, or at the very least see how we fare with our attempts to do so.

Edited 2022-08-27 02:31 (UTC)

I'll be right sure to do so, Lioriley, thank you kindly. [He assured her and listened to her intently, settling his elbows against his knees. Her pause gave him time to catch on a particular word that'd stuck out to him, but put that in his back pocket for now. Supposed? So his world could be fine? That put his mind to ease, a bit. Even if this was some strange afterlife experiment and he was still truly dead, that was fine - maybe he'd keep telling himself that to assuage his nerves.] How's rebuildin' and reconstructin' going, then? And where do I fit into all that? It's soundin' like it's not all "eternal rest" people are always talkin' about for dead folks.

( Until proven otherwise with concrete evidence, Lioriley was going to believe that their worlds were not gone entirely, and that they were not dead. Optimism in the face of adversity and all that. )

Well enough. Many are more than happy to contribute to the cause, although the method of which we reshape the world around us is likely not what you might expect. ( Now she blushed, her cheeks burning with a flush of violet. ) How did you think to interpret 'peaceful interactions' when proposed by the Peacekeeper?

[That gave Arthur pause, and he seemed to scrutinize her face for a moment, shifting a bit where he sat. Now that was an odd question.]

Well... I sort of assumed it was collaboratin', makin' friends, n' all that shit. Chit-chattin', playin' games, havin' little parties and such. Is that... not what it is?

Edited 2022-08-27 05:18 (UTC)

Arthur Morgan | Red Dead Redemption 2 (High Honor)

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FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN NO ONE ELSE CAN FEEL IT FOR YOU

meowdy partners, kitty up, yeepaw, etc

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Clean-Up

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