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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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He watches as Ramuh puts puts his drink away with such ease, while he's only taken a little bit of a drink of his in turn. He isn't surprised, the man looks quite familiar with the bottom of bottles.
At the mention of his gauntlets, he looks at them, turning one hand over to look at the green palm it gives him, efore looking to Ramuh's own exposed hand, quietly considering.]
I do not enjoy exposing my affliction on random strangers—my condolences that you are exposed all the same.
[Though he's definitely feeling the heat of wearing these gauntlets, that's for sure.]
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Thats a lot of concern for people who can't even feel the pain of it. I'm not ashamed of it, you know. It just inconveniently identifies me.
[He shrugs and takes a sip, content to take the second glass a little slower. Until Dion catches up that is.]
That's the one thing I thought might be different, you know. Here we are, dead as doornails, and it still hurts and it's all still here.
[As he tugs the collar of his yukata open to give Dion a quick peek of his torso. There's a lot of it, that's for certain.]
What a joke.
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Pulling his eyes away, he looks forward, at nothing in particular. Taking another drink of his wine, he thinks about what Angeal told him.]
We can be rid of it—purportedly.
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[But then Dion's saying something incredibly interesting.]
Is that so? Come on, don't leave me hanging.
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[He pauses to take another drink of his wine, looking to Ramuh now.]
They can buy you nearly anything you desire, including restoring our bodies to the way they once were.
[You just have to earn them. Sexy ways...mostly.]
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[Cid barks his laughter and slaps the counter.]
And how many of those salacious acts do you think would buy me a clean bill of health? Maybe this is heaven, after all?
[His eyes fall back to his gauntlets for a moment, it he allows him to answer his question first. It is rather pertinent.]
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The next question gives him pause, and he considers it in earnest.]
...If a single stamp is what your cigar cost, and each stamp is earned via completing a—I believe they are called kinks, then...it would give reason to believe a fair many acts would be required. If we are to use that as a metric, at least.
[How many cigars would be worth the cost of a whole new body, he cannot begin to know.]
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[Dion's point still stands. His voice is soft, lilting. ]
But we have forever, don't we? Then I may as well get started.
[He laughs into his ceramic cup, drinking.]
So how many stamps do you have?
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[Point still remains: how many packets of cigars equals a whole new body? Hard to quantify that.]
Forever? I suppose we do, theoretically speaking.
[He's about to take a drink of his wine, but stops at the question.]
With the expenditure, I should be at closer to a dozen than not.
[Please don't ask him how he acquired them.]
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That's a lot of incidentals. You were being humble earlier, weren't you? A real ladykiller, hm?
[Cid wants to see how he reacts to this. To see if earlier was a fluke.]
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Closes it.
Looks to his wine.
Drinks it.
Waves the stallkeep for a refill.
He says nothing.]
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Bit hot out here, eh?
[He pulls one side of his yukata free. From the back, it doesn't look like much, but only from Dion's point of view is Cid's entire torso on display.]
[... Should Dion's gaze linger too long, he will interrupt it with a kiss while he's distracted.]
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So, when he finds himself kissed, he's utterly surprised by it, and half of him wants to pull away in offense, but the other half enjoys the feeling of Ci—Ramuh's lips on his, and the smell of his smokey breath permeating his senses. Which is why, for a moment far longer than he'd like, he allows it to happen, the alcohol in his system easing him and his lips push into it as he kisses him back.
His heart flutters and he can feel its beat in his ears. There's a warmth that floods him outside of the mere flush of the alcohol.
But then, a moment later, he realizes what he's doing and he pulls back, eyes wide with—not fear nor disgust, but sheer uncertainty. Then his brows pinch together to emphasize that perplexity, his lips pulling back over teeth as he finds the words to speak.]
What are you—?
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[But it's nice, and he's beautiful, and the light wine haze in his mind is encouraging him to play with him.]
Just checking something. I think I've almost found it.
[He leans back in with a devilish grin, a hand on the back of Dion's neck as he brings him in to kiss him again. Though his time he opens his mouth slightly and swipes his lower lip with his tongue, seeing if Dion will just follow his lead. ]
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[The word barely leaves his mouth before Ramuh is upon it himself again. Lips pressed to his, but the feel of that tongue inviting him to open his leaves him frozen for a milisecond, then he acquiesces with a shyness one might not liken to someone known as "The Bold".
Whether it be the wine or his own desires he knows not, but what he does know is he wants this, wants to taste Ramuh in ways he's only ever fantasized about years ago after their encounter. The hand at the back of his neck only encourages and melts him into the kiss as his tongue meets with Ramuh's, his eyes closing as his brow knits with both desire and passion.
His own hand braces on Ramuh's leg to steady himself, the other on the bar. Good thing, too, seeing as between the wine and the kiss he's feeling a bit lightheaded being swept up in it as he is.]
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[He swallows thickly through his want. He really had only intended to see if he would kiss him before talking about it. But between that look on his face and the hand on his leg... How could he resist? There would be time for talk later.]
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That kiss has left him breathless and Ramuh's purred words only help stir his arousal to life, his dick pressing firm against the trappings of his yukata, and the realization of such mortifies and excites him in nigh equal measure.
He doesn't respond verbally, there's a pleading glint in his eyes as he nods quick and shallow, glancing with desperation at the stallkeep, praying to Greagor he does not look at them. Quickly he downs what's left of his wine, and with silent intent instructes Étienne to pay their tab once they've gone.
Which is to say, as he lifts from his seat, he brings a hand to the front of his Yukata to try to smooth over that telling bump of his erection, his face alight with a flush both from alcohol and embarrassment.]
Let us be swift.
[He needs them to be swift, he does not want anyone else to see his obvious erection!]
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Yes. Let us. I’ve got an idea. You’re spry, you can handle it.
[He takes Dion by the hand and leads him to the closest edge of the dock on shore. He motions with his head what the plan is with a tilting nod. He readies himself, braces, and hops over the railing, catching the support beam and sliding down so he doesn’t bust an ankle. He laughs and cheers as he lands sandal-first in the sand.]
[Above them now is all the bustling, muffled somewhat, but on their level is nothing but the shadows of the docks and the privacy of going somewhere no one else cares to be. The tide is thankfully out right now, otherwise they would be thigh deep in salt water.]
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Honestly, seeing Ramuh's scrambling descent is almost harder to watch than sticking the landing he did moments ago, but at least the older man makes it, and in one piece.
What distance there is between them is crossed in an instant as Dion strides over to Ramuh and with unearned confidence he grabs him by the front of his yukata and kisses him. Crushing their lips together as his arousal and drunken haze demands.]
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[Bow out of view of others, he is thrilled to have Dion pulling him in and kissing him. Cid's arms go around his waist to drag their pelvises close together. Cid isn't hard, maybe? But he still eagerly presses himself against Dion and kisses back. He presses back against him, but without gaining any distance. It's soon clear that his objective is to press Dion's shoulders to one of the support beams.]
May I? [he murmurs, asking cryptically as one of his hands begins to move up to the tie of his belt. ]
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As his back meets wood, he can't help but groan into the kiss, but with the question murmured, he breathes his reply, pleads it really.]
Please.
[He might have more resolve if he hadn't been tantalized for days on end being in this place. He's been exposed to so much, left wanting and aroused, denying himself as he typically has, but it's made all the more difficult with the sheer number of times he's been exposed to other men's naked bodies. How he's been touched by other men in varying intimate ways, but never quite to completion, for he had denied himself thus.
The wine also helps with loosening him up.
His own hands, though still in their gauntlets, touch over Ramuh's shoulders, gripping at the fabric of his yukata as his legs spread apart slightly with eager invitation.]
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[Oh, there's little else Cid likes to see more than a beautiful blond begging for him. He takes the knot of the obi in his hand and pulls it open, free, and pulls the wrapped fabric away from his waist. He bundles it quickly and sets it into the tuck of his own yukata for safe keeping. ]
[And as Dion grips him so tightly at his shoulders, he falls to his knees and fully parts the fabric with his hands. He presses his nose and mouth eagerly then to the last bit of fabric between him and his prize. He traces the outline of it with his lips, breathing hot breath upon it as he finds the shape of the head.]
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He doesn't even mean to grind on his face, his hips rolling forward for more of that contact, but he certainly does as eagerness and arousal overtakes him in equal measure. Dion wanting for little more than to feel his partner's lips wrap around his wanting dick, his mind swimming from alcohol and visions of coming on Ramuh's handsome face.
With desperation he releases the fabric of Ramuh's yukata being held in his hands and aims to push down his own infernal smallclothes so that he can properly feel him on his dick—which just makes his erection bap Ramuh right in the face as the fabric releases him. Dion jolts in surprise as he stares down at him, horrified.]
Ah! M-my apologies..!
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Not the first time it's happened, and it won't be the last. Don't worry about it, lad.
[He says as it takes it in hand, making it bounce a little with a flex of his thumb.]
Eager then?
[He doesn't wait for a reply as he just puts it on his tongue.]
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Oh—Greagor...
[He gasps that out against the hand he's brought to cover his own mouth, his eyes squeezing shut in anticipatory pleasure.]