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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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"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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But it's hard to sort of break the habit when, frankly, it keeps working.
So he's more than happy to keep petting the inside of Sylvain's thighs, pressing down a little to encourage more of that muffled moaning, even as he glances back up to Mithrun. He does still have one hand free, so he uses that hand, making a gesture he hopes Mithrun will read properly as encouragement for a little stronger petting.
Meanwhile, he keeps talking. "Just listen to what pretty noises you're making. Should keep you here forever, having you just stay our lovely good boy, pleasing us like this..." His hand draws back, slides up along the place where leg and body join, right by his crotch.
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This is, admittedly, a slightly different situation from reading recon signals during an investigation - but the point is, it gets the point across. It makes sense, with Sylvain's having suggested pulling his hair earlier, and the increase in sensation as he swallows him down.
He twists the angle of his hand slightly, just so that the running of his fingers through Sylvain's hair comes with a bit more of a tug.
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Sylvain is sinking into that strange soft place that he goes sometimes, but it's so much faster than it has been before. Normally he needs to be gagged with leather or cock so he doesn't mouth off and then beaten and fucked within an inch of his life. Is he really so desperate? He doesn't know. He can't think. He can only focus on the dick in his mouth, not quite enough to choke on but still filling him well as he bobs his head, letting it sink a little deeper each time.
Mithrun tugs his hair, and Sylvain strains against it, wanting him to pull harder. At the same time, Angeal presses down on the tender inner flesh of his thigh, and Sylvain whines, his hips jumping. He's hard and leaking in his smalls. He's dizzy with want. He wants to make Mithrun come, then maybe he can suck Angeal's dick as well, and Angeal will let him jerk himself off while he does. He hopes so.
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While he's talking, he makes another gesture to Mithrun for a little more just like Sylvain is clearly responding to, followed up by a little thumbs up. He's doing great so far, and Angeal wants to let him know that.
Wants to let him know that almost as much as he wants to guide that hand over to Sylvain's throat for his last sentence. As he guides his fingers with a feather's touch along Sylvain's adam apple.
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But, of course, his own bodily reactions are secondary to what he's being directed to do. He twists his hand further in Sylvain's hair for a firmer pull, with a surprisingly strong, steady grip for his small size.
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Sylvain feels like he's losing his mind. Angeal's voice and featherlight touches have him shaking and cock throbbing. The little reactions from Mithrun make him want to do even more, to swallow down his prick to the root and suck. He wants to show them both how good he is, how much he can give, how much he can take.
He pulls off Mithrun's cock with a gasp, giving it a couple pumps with his hand.
"Wanna..." he pants, looking over his shoulder a little so Angeal knows he's talking to him. "Wanna suck you, too."
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It's not that Angeal is doubting Sylvain's skills or anything, but, well, he's a realist in this area. He knows his dick is unreasonably large. He knows it can be a struggle for some people.
But he also knows that if he shoots down Sylvain right here, well, Sylvain will probably take that pretty seriously, judging by that little look on his face, all desperate and needy. So Angeal uses his thumb to nudge his chin just a little more so that he can drag their lips together, tongue sampling what's left of Mithrun along Sylvain's lips.
"If you're a good boy who finishes what he started, we'll see about that," he murmurs.
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It occurs to him faintly that, a few decades ago, he would have seen something like that as a perfect example of why he didn't do threeways; hand on his dick or not, the people he's hooking up with flirting and kissing among themselves while he was just There would have been hard to swallow. No pun intended.
Now, of course, it's no problem, beyond the need to figure out what he's supposed to be doing in the meantime. He settles for keeping his hand where it is, his thumb rubbing idly over Sylvain's scalp.
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Sylvain is completely unaware of Mithrun's ponderings, lost in Angeal's kiss. He strains a little when he withdraws, trying to chase his lips, but his words stop him.
"Yeah," he says, breathy. "Okay."
He turns back to Mithrun, then, a fervent look in his eyes, and swallows him back down almost immediately.
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The dominant aura is just too strong.
But he appreciates Mithrun waiting, for all that he'd wait his own dick to fall off, so he kisses his fingertips again and pats his wrist. They'll get you orgasming yet, buddy.
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Instead, he just gives a shrug so minimal that it's likely outweighed by his startled gasp when Sylvain takes him back in all at once.
It's not much longer at all before he comes - with a lack of warning that's likely familiar to Angeal, since Mithrun still can't actually see his own orgasms... well, coming. There's just another sharp breath as it happens, and his grip tightening in Sylvain's hair.
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Sylvain thrills at the little gasp he gets from Mithrun, and perhaps his enthusiasm after is what causes Mithrun to come so soon. Sylvain swallows, groaning, his own cock throbbing at the combined feeling of his hair being pulled and his mouth being flooded with spunk. He eventually pulls off with a wet gasp, pressing his head to Mithrun's hip as he catches his breath.
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"There we go... Look at the fantastic job our good boy did," Angeal whispers into Sylvain's ear, leaning against his back, kissing the shell of his ear and then Mithrun's hip as well right over Sylvain's head. "You worked so hard, and isn't that a nice reward, all over your tongue. Not everyone gets that out of Mithrun, you know." Another kiss, to the back of Sylvain's ear, his neck, his shoulder.
When he's sure that Sylvain is still a little out of it, he glances back up to Mithrun and leans up a bit to whisper at him. "And how are you feeling? Need a second to go sit down in the back?"
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When Angeal whispers to him, Mithrun gives a slight shake of his head as he gives his equally quiet answer: "I can stay."
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Sylvain rests his head on Mithrun's stomach, catching his breath. He can hear Angeal and Mithrun talking quietly, but he doesn't feel like listening. He lets himself float for a little while, then when the voices quiet, he turns around towards Angeal.
"Wanna do you next," he says, his desire devoid of seductive artifice. "Whatever you want. My mouth, my hand, my ass, whatever."
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There will be plenty of time to look over him after. For now, Sylvain finally seems to rouse himself, all honest neediness, and Angeal gently rubs the back of one finger along his cheek. "Still that needy, huh?" he murmurs. "But I promised a reward for our good boy who made Mithrun come. So why don't you show me if your hands are as clever as your mouth, and we'll have Mithrun take care of that aching cock in your pants, hm?"
He knows that Mithrun definitely has the experience, after all... So this should work out well enough.
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So he nods in silent agreement to Angeal's suggestion, and, as Sylvain turns around to face Angeal, kneels down behind him to rest his fingertips on Sylvain's hip.
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Sylvain nods. "Yeah..."
He'd go immediately for Angeal's trousers, but the way Angeal treats him makes him think he enjoys the sensual as well, so he starts at Angeal's shoulders instead. He smoothes his hands over his chest (taking a moment to squeeze his ample pecs, wow) and down across his stomach before finding his hips.
He feels Mithrun's hand on his own hip, and he shifts, spreading his knees further apart to give Mithrun more room. The outline of his cock is stark against the fabric of his trousers.
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"Good boy really savoring his reward, hm?" he murmurs, shifting on the floor so that Sylvain has an easier time reaching. It's a bit of a squeeze, all three of them together, but that's fine.
Just means Angeal doesn't have to reach far to let his fingers sink into that red hair, nails scraping softly against his scalp.
In the meanwhile, well... Even without being fully hard, it's easy enough to see the bulge there in his pans, visible even with clothing tailored for this sort of nuisance. Easy enough to tease, or get fistfuls of - whatever's in Sylvain's desire.
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