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TDM #13
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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 thirteenth Amani TDM!
WHEN
September 20th, 2023 (and until the next TDM!)
KINKS OF THE MONTH
★ Tantric Sex
★ Body Worship
★ Cuddle Fucking
★ Electrostimulation
★ Quirofilia
★ Body Worship
★ Cuddle Fucking
★ Electrostimulation
★ Quirofilia
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 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.
BASKETS OF PEACE
"Hello, inhabitants," speaks The Peaceekeper, "have you had a check-up recently? While we don't have to worry about disease here in Amani, your sexual health is still important in so many other ways!" It was recently suggested that perhaps they haven't been the most mindful in terms of encouraging inhabitants to have healthier sexual habits. No time like the present to work on correcting that oversight though.
How? With a gift basket, of course!
Each inhabitant - either new or established - will receive a gift basket full of fun things to try. Each one includes (but is not limited to):
How? With a gift basket, of course!
Each inhabitant - either new or established - will receive a gift basket full of fun things to try. Each one includes (but is not limited to):
- ★ Male and female condoms (flavored and unflavored)
★ Edible lubricant
★ Erotic dice + erotic card game
★ Bottle of wine
★ Heart-shaped bath bombs (aphrodisiac-laced)
★ Bondage lace eye mask + wrist/ankle bindings
TRIPPING OVER TROPES
Due to the influence of Dirk Strider and Rose Lalonde both, The Peacekeeper has learned about an interesting phenomenon known as 'fanfiction.' It has studied the topic intensely for the last couple of days to try and learn more about its literary significance amongst the multiverse. It is an interesting insight in some of the inhabitants' cultures and what 'tropes' appear to be more common depending on the circumstances.
Unfortunately, such an influx of information sees the AI running Amani a bit more distracted than usual. The simulation - at least for a few days - is a bit more prone to glitches as a result. Only these aren't the usual ones like a hole in reality someone falls through and ends up somewhere unexpected.
No, these ones are as if the NPCs and inhabitants both residing in the simulation are having their pathways forcibly rewritten. It isn't very obvious, at first. Perhaps you're feeling a bit clumsier than usual and need to chase after a rogue piece of paper carrying on the wind that leads you running right into your current crush. Or maybe something gets unexpectedly spilled on you and the person you like is suddenly offering the shirt off their back (and leaving them shirtless, of course) even if it's out of character.
Finally, inhabitants might really start to catch on when whatever dwelling they enter there is only one bed. Have roommates? Too bad, looks like you might have to share for a bit! Oh, no, how unfortunate... However do you think this scenario will end? The Peacekeeper knows since, well, it's the one unwittingly writing inhabitants into these romance trope scenarios.
Thankfully, it will snap back to 'reality' within a few day's time having learned that, as with most good things, fanfiction should be taken in with moderation in mind.
Unfortunately, such an influx of information sees the AI running Amani a bit more distracted than usual. The simulation - at least for a few days - is a bit more prone to glitches as a result. Only these aren't the usual ones like a hole in reality someone falls through and ends up somewhere unexpected.
No, these ones are as if the NPCs and inhabitants both residing in the simulation are having their pathways forcibly rewritten. It isn't very obvious, at first. Perhaps you're feeling a bit clumsier than usual and need to chase after a rogue piece of paper carrying on the wind that leads you running right into your current crush. Or maybe something gets unexpectedly spilled on you and the person you like is suddenly offering the shirt off their back (and leaving them shirtless, of course) even if it's out of character.
Finally, inhabitants might really start to catch on when whatever dwelling they enter there is only one bed. Have roommates? Too bad, looks like you might have to share for a bit! Oh, no, how unfortunate... However do you think this scenario will end? The Peacekeeper knows since, well, it's the one unwittingly writing inhabitants into these romance trope scenarios.
Thankfully, it will snap back to 'reality' within a few day's time having learned that, as with most good things, fanfiction should be taken in with moderation in mind.
FRUITS OF FALL
Last year, there was an emphasis on apples but there are plenty of other common fruits to be found growing throughout Amani. Due to The Peacekeeper learning about tropes though, some of them will have a temporary effect in that vein on any inhabitant who eats them.
And what are those effects, exactly? Well...
And what are those effects, exactly? Well...
- ★ Pomegrante » Usually a fruit associated with femininity, eating this will actually see your concept of gender be a little more malleable. Characters will suddenly see new sliding scales in their DTF's menu that allows them to decide how feminine, masculine, or in-between they'd like their physical forms to be!*
★ Blackberries » Eating a handful of these berries will see someone's personality flip on its head. Those usually happy-go-lucky and bubbly will now be morose or upset about every little thing. Thankfully, it doesn't last long... even if the damage to your relationships from your unexpected shift in mood might. Oops.
★ Peaches » Often used in modern text language as a sensual symbol, this fruit will see someone swap kinks with another individual in the simulation. Get ready for some really confused boners, everybody!
★ Grapes » These fruits are meant to be a shared experience since just one person can't be expected to eat a whole bunch of them; however, eating a grape at the same time as someone else will see you sharing more than just a meal. Now, you're sharing experiences in one the most intimate ways of all - by swapping bodies and all that means.
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!
★ *While this effect of the gender sliding scale will be opt-in entirely and only temporary, it is a feature that inhabitants can purchase in the future with stamps if they'd like!
★ 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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Trailing after Obsidian as he runs toward the Welcome Hub is his DTF, a little unicolt galloping with its tiny adorable legs as swiftly as it can go. Obsidian, for his part, doesn't hesitate.
He's going in, boys.
The Viera races up to the knight and crashes into him to give a tight embrace, trying his best to prevent his sniffles.]
Hells, Haurchefant. I have missed you so.
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Ah. So it's like that, then? Very well.
He flings his arms wide and braces for impact. Obsidian has gained some mass since he saw him last, and the man nearly knocks him off his feet. Nearly. He manages to use the momentum to catch him into a tight embrace and swing him around with a surprised, hearty laugh. ]
As have I, my beloved friend. As have I.
[ He pulls him tighter, drawing Obsidian's face against his shoulder. ]
What is all this then? Do I hear tears? What was it I last told you when we parted? [ The chiding is fond and gentle. ] Never you mind it, though. Let them come if they must.
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Shut it, I'm also smiling. [He sniffs and gives Haurchefant another squeeze. How does he say that he thought that, maybe, they might never meet again? Would Haurchefant even remember his own sacrifice?
Things best left alone for now.]
Afford me one more thing, please. So I won't regret it for a lifetime.
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Anything, name it and it is yours.
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He looks up, brows knitted. Gods, he shouldn't feel nervous about this. It's stupid, right? But--]
...I was a fool, before. I was trying to think that-- before saying a word, I should be patient. I should wait until after we resolved matters with the dragons and ended the war.
I didn't think I'd lose my opportunity. I certainly didn't dream of a second chance at it.
I, um. [His throat tightens up oh shit oh no don't blow this Obsidian Blackest. You're the Warrior of Light, dipshit, keep it together.]
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I... I love you in like. [He coughs behind a hand.] The romantic way.
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You... you do? You fancy me?
[ He draws a breath in, deep. holding Obsidian's hands now. ]
Excuse me a moment.
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And does a flailing little jump, pumping his fist. ]
GODS YES! YES!!!
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Obsidian. My friend, my champion, my hero. I could not have prayed to any deity nor power that be for the divine blessing of your love returned.
I have adored you from the moment you blew into my hearth, and my heart. A blessing delivered from the snows that day- and to have you come to me now, after mine own demise, to be granted this chance to be in your radiant presence again, to bask in the sunshine of your smile... let alone be loved in return.
I dare not blink, lest I wake from this honeyed dream.
The least I can say is that I feel the same. I have for a long, long time. I too, was a fool to wait. To fear being rebuffed. To ever chance to even imagine for a moment, you who has your choice of any elegant suitor, would choose me above all...
I dare say...
I feel faint.
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well maybe Lahabrea too.Meeting and loving new comrades alike.And now his second chance.
DON'T CRY AGAIN DON'T CRY AGAIN--]
A moment, my heart.
[He gently slips his hand free.]
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HELLS YES!!! AHHHHH!
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I don't have any good fancy words the way you do. So...
Permit me the chance for a kiss instead, would you? To begin making up for lost time for us both.
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Oh that won't do.
[ As if he planned to leave it at just that. Sweeping the man up in his arms once more, he presses their lips together tenderly. ]
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But not half as satisfying as something he has daydreamed about for what feels like eons, denied by reality. Obsidian's lips tremble, if only from the sheer joy of the moment no longer denied, and he eagerly leans into the kiss with his heart pounding.
Even if tomorrow should Haurchefant disappear, it will be worth it just have this moment at long last.]
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Whatever gods deemed me worthy to return to you, I could not thank them enough. I promise, Obsidian. I shall not waste this chance.
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He places his hand over Haurchefant's.]
Nor shall I. So I ask you another favor, to allow me to give you all of my attentions until we both are even a fraction satisfied.
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My dearest Obsidian, I have dreamed of nothing more.
Is there... a place where I may afford you my utmost affection?
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Nervous and thrilled all at the same time, he squeezes Haurchefant's hands.]
I do. I share a home with others, so I've my own room. We can go there now, if you wish to.
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Though perhaps a grace period is in order, lest they have heard what I've done to you in the passing hours.
[ He turns with wry smile and a wicked wink. ]
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Cheeky. [Obsidian's voice is deeply fond.] Then let us be about it.
[It is then that it is a brief montage to get to the place he's called home for moons now; Byleth's house has always been a welcoming one, and he has no doubt that these two men would get along famously along with Dimitri as well.
Be that as it may, for now Obsidian is leading his beloved knight away to his room. At least he's had the mind to pick up after his last bout of radical weaving inspiration; his spinning wheel and sewing kit alike are set up at a desk where he's works away.
And now the reality of it sinks in, which is also more flustering than it should be. But then, Haurchefant particularly has that effect on him.
Obsidian reaches for him, to pull him down for a kiss.]
Time to get out of these clothes, aye?
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A taste like the finest chocolate, he savors this glimpse before he's pulled into that kiss that distracts him completely.
Why settle for a taste when he can have the whole dish? He chuckles at the hastiness of his dearest friend. ]
Yes, yes. But let us enjoy ourselves. Much as I would love to simply... ravish you, I would be in remiss not to give you the proper reverence, would I not?
Come now.
[ Gently. Slowly. Forcing himself to be slow, he begins to undo the buttons and buckles of Obsidian's attire, allowing his hands to graze against bare skin where they find it as he goes. ]
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[To have a second chance at long last with someone most beloved to him. He truly never thought he'd have this. So perhaps he'd been a bit hasty, but... no, Haurchefant is right.
They can afford to slow down now.]
As you say, elskr. Bit by bit.
[He lets out a slow, pleased breath, letting the knight undress him as he wishes. So be it; Obsidian will do anything for him, including pacing himself. Fortunately, unclasping parts of Haurchefant's chainmail and armor comes easily enough, even as they give a thud to the floor and earn a stifled chuckle from the Viera.]
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The little chuckle doesn't escape his ears, and he beams brightly down at his now shirtless lover (and Gods how beautiful that is). ]
Is something funny, Hero?
[ A teasing little nickname back. ]
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[Obsidian smiles warmly and fondly, reaching up to gently cup the side of Haurchefant's face. Taking a moment to examine him, and know that he's really, truly here. That he has his heart's desire now.
No more regrets. Just this, here and now, in his room.]
Gods, I feel like I've thought about this a hundred times, and now I ... shite, I don't know. How do you want me?
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[ He turns to kiss the palm that lays itself against his cheek. Placing his own hand over it so he can then run his tongue against it. Kiss his way up to his fingers and take one into his mouth. Lavishing it with delicate attention before freeing it again. ]
You thought about me that much then? My love... I want you in every way possible. But for now. Lay out on your back, pray... allow me to pay my carnal tribute to the body I have yearned to touch for so long.
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