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TDM #12
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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 might be 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.
- 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 active medical staff, the voice of The Peacekeeper is also 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 twelfth Amani TDM!
WHEN
July 26th, 2023 (and until the next TDM!)
KINKS OF THE MONTH
★ Voyeurism/ Exhibitionism
★ Public Sex
★ Group sex
★ Temperature Play
★ Sexual Exhaustion
★ Public Sex
★ Group sex
★ Temperature Play
★ Sexual Exhaustion
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 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.
SUMMMER OF TRANSFORMATION
One summer morning, inhabitants will be greeted not by the artificial rhythmic chimes of The Peacekeeper's announcement but instead a more natural one. It is the sound of a wind chime; specifically, the source will be a furin (or furins, for multiple-people households) that seems to be customized to suit whoever it belongs to.
The slip of paper attached to the bottom also is an invitation. Inhabitants are being invited to Hiromitsu's worldwide summer matsuri - festival, for those who might not be aware! - in mid-August. In order to help you all prepare, this invitation also provides a yokai disguise once activated by someone's touch.
A menu screen will open up on their DTF's main screen hub that allows them to choose a yokai to present as. They're even customizable! In every way you could want. Someone can even mix and match different yokai features if they so desire. After all, hanyo (half-breeds) and hybrids are a thing in Hiromitsu so no one will even bat an eye.
The slip of paper attached to the bottom also is an invitation. Inhabitants are being invited to Hiromitsu's worldwide summer matsuri - festival, for those who might not be aware! - in mid-August. In order to help you all prepare, this invitation also provides a yokai disguise once activated by someone's touch.
A menu screen will open up on their DTF's main screen hub that allows them to choose a yokai to present as. They're even customizable! In every way you could want. Someone can even mix and match different yokai features if they so desire. After all, hanyo (half-breeds) and hybrids are a thing in Hiromitsu so no one will even bat an eye.
PROPHECY, SPEAK TO ME
Out in the ocean waves has also suddenly appeared a Tori gate and a small fleet of ships sailing through them. Between the columns of the gate, all inhabitants can see is a film of golden light that looks as though it is a portal of some kind. Swimming closer will show that the light is actually an iridescent golden sand ever-sifting and moving in intricate, organic patterns.
Passing through will have no effect other than suddenly looking like you've been golden glitter-bombed. Don't worry, it'll wash out!
If someone stares at the gate, they will start to feel strange. At first, it's nothing more than minor auditory and visual hallucinations. Of what? It depends! Someone might see someone familiar in the corner of their eye, hear a voice believed to be long gone, and looking away will dispel the effects.
Staring longer, however, will see something more extreme occurring. Rather than simple hallucinations, inhabitants will see prophetic visions* flash before their eyes. It is brief, alarming, and disorienting. Staring longer again won't bring the vision back no matter how hard someone tries.
Unfortunately, it is fleeting as the hanami of spring and gone in a blink only leaving you with only a sense of unease.
(*NOTE: If your character would stare long enough to see a prophetic vision, comment here to let us know!)
Passing through will have no effect other than suddenly looking like you've been golden glitter-bombed. Don't worry, it'll wash out!
If someone stares at the gate, they will start to feel strange. At first, it's nothing more than minor auditory and visual hallucinations. Of what? It depends! Someone might see someone familiar in the corner of their eye, hear a voice believed to be long gone, and looking away will dispel the effects.
Staring longer, however, will see something more extreme occurring. Rather than simple hallucinations, inhabitants will see prophetic visions* flash before their eyes. It is brief, alarming, and disorienting. Staring longer again won't bring the vision back no matter how hard someone tries.
Unfortunately, it is fleeting as the hanami of spring and gone in a blink only leaving you with only a sense of unease.
(*NOTE: If your character would stare long enough to see a prophetic vision, comment here to let us know!)
FREE SAMPLES
The ships that come upon shore are no more than four or five. Upon each is a yokai and their wares for sale. Although initially confused, they do take stamps as payment... and inhabitants can watch as those stamps convert to an actual form of currency after the transaction. Huh! How about that?
Although limited in what is available, they promise that their full stocks will be accessible when inhabitants visit their homeworld of Hiromitsu.
Although limited in what is available, they promise that their full stocks will be accessible when inhabitants visit their homeworld of Hiromitsu.
- ★ Food » A couple of the vendors have brought some delicious food that no summer matsuri can go without! According to them, anyway. Some are strange, others are "sensual", and then the rest seem to be just regular food!
Inhabitants will be able to find mochi, chocolate-covered bananas, grilled green onions, meat skewers, meat buns, and more! Just be warned: anything that is labeled as not safe for work will have you feeling pretty peaceful before you know it.
★ Kites » One vendor is selling a variety of colorful kites. All of them use a red string though, inhabitants can note, and seem prone to tying people up together. This seems especially true of people who maybe have interest in one another but haven't been brave enough to talk about it. Or maybe they just need to talk in general.
Either way, the line won't untangle without a little bit of good ol' fashioned healthy communication. If you want to make-out first though just to be sure, well, the vendor isn't going to judge any.
★ Goldfish Scooping » Known in Hiromitsu's native language as "Kingyo sukui," this game translates to goldfish scooping. Some inhabitants might remember it from their time before but for those who are new... The object of the game is simple! Using a small paper net, you have to scoop out a goldfish gently but quickly enough to transfer it to a separate bowl before the paper breaks.
These goldfish come in different colors that denote different levels of prizes. Gold earns five (5) stamps, silver earns three (3), and bronze gets one (1). If you fail to get a fish, there is still a consolation prize!
(Please comment here to have your catch RNGed if you'd like to play the game!)
★ Katanuki » The last vendor has a game prepared called katanuki. This game is a lot more difficult than it appears at first glance but not complicated! Using a special candy, the vendor will have shapes pressed into it. Inhabitants have to try to carefully cut out the pressed-on picture with a small needle or pin without breaking it.
If they succeed, they win a prize! These images can be something familiar, sexual, or bizarre! There's no telling what you'll get. Literally. If an inhabitant succeeds in not breaking their picture, it will pop into a real construct rather than the image before their eyes. That phallus you were just carefully carving out? It's now a nice, new dildo in your hands. Enjoy!
SURF'S UP
Remember those baby turtles from a couple of months ago? Well, they aren't babies anymore! Although not as big as their parent, these turtles are now large enough to ride on. In fact, they seem to encourage it! That's right, it's time for some turtle surfing.
As with anything, there is bound to be a learning curve. Each turtle will attune to its rider... just give it some time! Being thrown off or wiping out is to be expected in the beginning. After a while, a bond will form between you and your aquatic pal and you'll be riding the waves in no time at all.
You might even be able to do some fancy tricks as a fun duo with enough practice! Just make sure not to wear your new friend out since they'll need their stamina for the trip to another world with you.
Why can't inhabitants use the ships to sail to Hiromitsu? These ships are only big enough for the yokai and their wares, that's why! If anyone attempts to sneak on or insist, they'll find that it isn't just because of the boat's size though. The fleet is outfitted with anti-theft and anti-yokai measures. What does that mean?
It means that the very boat itself is a yokai and will come (more) alive should anyone it doesn't recognize set foot on its decks. Floorboards with teeth will open up to try and eat someone's feet. Or they might instead shoot up to smack or launch someone into the cold sea water below. Whatever they do, the point should be clear: you aren't their owner or a yokai so get out of here.
As with anything, there is bound to be a learning curve. Each turtle will attune to its rider... just give it some time! Being thrown off or wiping out is to be expected in the beginning. After a while, a bond will form between you and your aquatic pal and you'll be riding the waves in no time at all.
You might even be able to do some fancy tricks as a fun duo with enough practice! Just make sure not to wear your new friend out since they'll need their stamina for the trip to another world with you.
Why can't inhabitants use the ships to sail to Hiromitsu? These ships are only big enough for the yokai and their wares, that's why! If anyone attempts to sneak on or insist, they'll find that it isn't just because of the boat's size though. The fleet is outfitted with anti-theft and anti-yokai measures. What does that mean?
It means that the very boat itself is a yokai and will come (more) alive should anyone it doesn't recognize set foot on its decks. Floorboards with teeth will open up to try and eat someone's feet. Or they might instead shoot up to smack or launch someone into the cold sea water below. Whatever they do, the point should be clear: you aren't their owner or a yokai so get out of here.
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!
★ Please comment to the appropriate threads with your character if you'd like them to receive a prophetic vision or get a reward from the goldfish scooping!
★ The motivational poster in the beginning is of a daruma and the text translates to fall seven times and get up eight! This means, when life knocks you down just get up again and keep on trying!
★ We are currently at 30/40 slots taken! Anyone wishing to claim a character must have an invite from someone currently in the game and follow the proper rules in place to be accepted into the community!
NAVIGATION
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"Stamps? The things you get for 'peaceful interactions'?" Sylvain is genuinely not meaning to sound like he's not getting it. He thought the stamps were for more advanced things, like a nice house or a horse or something. Not basics. Not food.
Sylvain laughs, and if there's a hint of hysteria in it, that's between him and the gods of this place.
"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm just trying to get this straight. You're saying if I go back there and suck you off right now, you'll give me one of those kaiser rolls?" He quirks an eyebrow. "If I put a finger in your ass too, will I be able to get some cheese somewhere else?"
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In fact, it sounds like he may not be quite as clear as Mithrun had assumed about how this place's commerce works. He walks over to talk more directly, resting his elbows on the counter. "Sure. Or if I did that for you, or if we did any number of other things - not necessarily sex. But that isn't usually how we do things here, anyway. More often, if someone doesn't have stamps to exchange directly, Angeal - he owns this place - will send them on some errand or other, or make some kind of trade."
He pauses, tapping a finger against his cheek a couple times. "...You could also just wait for him to come back and tell him you're new, and I'm sure he'll find a reason to give you something for free. He likes doing that."
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"Sounds like a nice guy," Sylvain says. "Yeah, I can wait and see if he wants me to do something. Don't really have anything to offer right now except my body."
He of course, means that in multiple ways. He's turned a couple tricks in the past, but he's been selling himself as a soldier since he was old enough to hold the Lance of Ruin. It's almost enough to make him wish he didn't have a body at all.
"And hey, if you wanna go in the back, I'd be happy to do whatever," Sylvain continues, neatly tucking that thought away, "But uh, nothing personal, but you don't seem super into the idea?"
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"Not particularly," he answers bluntly. "If you want to, I don't mind, but I should finish cleaning first."
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"I'm not quite sure how to read that statement, buddy," Sylvain says honestly. He's never had someone give him so little to work with before. Even Linhardt could be bribed into some enthusiasm with the promise of experimentation along with the sex.
"But uh, hey, if you don't mind, I don't mind! Fancy a quicky? I suck you, you suck me, we both get stamps?"
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The fact that his vague answers might just be offputting doesn't really occur to him.
"Sure." He gets the last of the grit on the floor swept up, and crouches down to get it all into the dustpan - he meant it when he said he'd be finishing his cleaning first.
When he does get that finished, though, he nods toward Sylvain as he heads for the back storage room. "Shall we? I need to put these away in here, anyway."
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"Heh, sounds good to me," Sylvain says, following Mithrun behind the counter and into the back. He appraises the cleanness of the counters and floor, the organization of supplies. "You and your boss keep a neat shop. I appreciate that."
When they both get inside the supply closet and close the door, Sylvain grins and slides onto his knees. "I'll make sure not to make a mess."
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That kind of thing being, y'know, little stuff like cleanliness in a business that sells food.
With the broom put away, Mithrun pulls off his apron and undoes his pants without a word. He's clearly in no particular rush, but he's willing to streamline things.
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Mithrun's streamlining doesn't put Sylvain off. A lot of his encounters with men have been very prefunctory-- get in, get off, get out. Sylvain doesn't mind that, but he does like to show off a little.
So, maybe he pulls down Mithrun's smalls with his teeth. The guy doesn't seem much enthused about anything, but that makes Sylvain want to try harder. Sex is the one thing he's good at, and he likes to know his partners think so.
"You can pull my hair if you want," he says, nuzzling at Mithrun's cock. "Just don't pull anything out, alright?"
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For his part, Mithrun doesn't show much reaction so far; the stimulation is bound to bring more bloodflow to his dick, bit by bit, but his expression stays much the same.
He nods at Sylvain's suggestion. Though it doesn't really matter to him in this case, he does remember liking the pull of fingers in his hair, himself, back when he cared (though he could get a bit picky about the risk of breakage). So he sets a hand on Sylvain's head.
...Of course, he doesn't have much reason to pull right now, so it's really more like he's petting him.
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And an admirble effort Sylvain makes! He pulls out all the stops, mouthing along Mithrun's dick with slurps and smacks before taking it into his mouth. He palms at himself a little; he loves the feeling of a cock thickening in his mouth more than a lot of things, and he loves almost everything about sex.
He bobs his head a couple times before sliding his head all the way forward, his nose brushing Mithrun's mons. He glances up at Mithrun through his lashes, letting out a soft groan.
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He remembers that's roughly how it tended to go, anyway - but it doesn't come particularly naturally, anymore. Most reactions to sex don't tend to, unless he's really taken by surprise.
Which means that, when Sylvain looks up, it'll be to that same unenthused stare he's been getting all along, albeit with a bit more color to Mithrun's cheeks and lips as his pulse rises.
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Sylvain looks up, sultry through his lashes, hollowing out his cheeks in a way that he knows drives guys wild, and...
Nothing.
Nothing?!
He pulls off Mithrun's cock with a pop.
"Uh, hey there. You... you alright? Not to toot my own horn or anything, but people are generally somewhat enthusiastic about my skills." Which is true! Sylvain wouldn't have so many partners despite his tendency to drop them like hot potatoes if he wasn't good at what he does.
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"Hey, Mithrun - "
A pause.
That pause would be Angeal taking in a breath - very natural and normal. And it's Angeal taking in the scent of someone a little different than what he knows.
And the smell of a dick right out of the pants.
"Aw shit," Angeal murmurs, before making a beeline straight for storage. There's only a slight courtesy knock before he opens it, and sighs at what he sees. It's not a surprise, exactly, but, hey. "Didn't think you'd actually ever go right in on it with someone," he comments, before looking to Sylvain. "Hey - sorry, first of all."
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He shrugs. "It was his idea. I finished sweeping first."
And then he looks down at Sylvain. "This is Angeal."
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Sylvain doesn't hurry to stand up or hide his (slightly flagging) erection. He's well-practiced at getting caught red-handed, after all.
Except this man, who Sylvain is pretty sure is the owner doesn't seem at all distressed by finding them canoodling in the storage closet. In fact, he seems a little apologetic?
Unsure what else to do, Sylvain finally stands up (Goddess above, this Angeal guy must be Dedue's height) and offers a hand to shake. "Sylvain. A pleasure to meet you. We'd come to an agreement on some peaceful interactions for stamps. I hope you don't mind!" He gives his usual disarming smile.
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One day, maybe, which is what they're working on... sort of. Maybe not usually with dick sucking. But Angeal is a realist at the end of the day, and he knows that they're not quite at that point yet.
For now - he uses that grip on Sylvain to suddenly twist him around, and his hand relocates to the small of Sylvain's back. "Well, it's irresponsible to go into something and not finish it... So, mind if I help a little as well. More stamps that way." He tries to make eye contact with Mithrun. "That goes for you too, Mithrun."
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So, his attention does flick back to Angeal when he's finally addressed - though one could only guess how much of what was said before then he got. Doesn't really matter, anyway; he's gathered he's supposed to stay where he is, for now. "Sure."
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"Whoa!" Sylvain isn't used to being manhandled before he's even made his first foray into flirtation. The part of him that sounds like Felix scolds him for lowering his guard, but his stomach does a funny little flip as he flexes his arm, feeling just how firm Angeal's grip is.
"What, ah," he swallows. Mithrun has a front row seat to the way his grin wobbles. "What did you have in mind, big guy?"
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"Give you a bit of a reward for being such a good boy to my employee. So on your knees, now." And a glance up - "And Mithrun, you had your hand in his hair, right? Good job - that again."
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If he notices anything about Sylvain's reaction to Angeal, he certainly doesn't show it.
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Sylvain supresses a shiver as Angeal speaks into his ear. He's never had his own tricks used on him before. Even when guys want to dominate him, they generally bark orders or insult him or don't even speak at all, just pulling him by his hair to where they want him to go. This is different.
"Don't have to tell me twice," he says, his voice a little too thin to come off as cocky. Still, he goes to his knees, and once Mithrun's hand is in his hair again, he dives back in, slurping noisily along Mithrun's shaft before sucking the tip into his mouth.
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Of course Mithrun would, but, still.
With that done, he settles back, and one palm slides along the inside of Sylvain's thigh. Not touching anything directly just yet, but certainly there. "Now then, aren't you good and hungry for it. You've been needing to be on your knees for a while, haven't you? Pretty boy like you, right where he belongs, just for us."
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All he does from there for now is hold still, beyond sliding his fingers idly through Sylvain's hair as Angeal talks.
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Sylvain can't hold back his shiver this time. Something about the touch, the voice, the good boy...
It doesn't make sense. Sylvain prides himself on being awful, untenable, a pure-bred bastard. He thrives on humiliation. But he can't help but agree, a muffled "Uhn-huh," around Mithrun's dick before he swallows the rest of it down. He wants to show off even more badly now, show what he's good at, show that he's good.
Angeal is warm and solid and big behind him, one hand resting right where his rider's thighs have grown a layer of softness, where his skin has started to grow sensitive again after no longer spending every day in the saddle, and a small moan escapes him at the feeling of it.
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