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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
Prompts for the Birthday Girl
"Spin the Bottle" is a fascinating game for Rose. A ritualized form of experimentation, a quick and clean way to see who's compatible and who isn't, with the added pressure of an audience. Randomness in service to social sorting and self-discovery, the thrill of the unknown. Rose likes an audience, for the record. (NOTE: Observers should feel free to tag into any of Rose's "Spin the Bottle" threads for a quick voyeurism stamp.)
"Seven Minutes in Heaven" is interesting for similar reasons, but it's inherently more mysterious. Intimate. How far can a relationship develop in seven minutes? How much lust or antipathy (or both) can build in the dark, with hidden bodies and quiet words? Pick a name out of a hat and seal all developments in a closet. Rose enjoys secrets, for the record.
As the birthday girl, Rose is rightfully first in line for each game, but she might take a few extra turns...
FREE SAMPLES
Rose has set out quite a spread of toys to play with. She's glad to showcase any to those who aren't familiar. She's also set a studded red collar on the toy with a printed label next to it: Wear me to be the birthday girl's pet.
If someone puts the collar on, she'll know, since she has a matching red string tied around her index finger...
PANTY RAID
Rose wouldn't have spent so much time hyping up panty raids if she didn't want one to happen. She doesn't want to be mean to her invitees, but there's no better bonding activity than bullying a member of the outgroup together. And secretly, Rose has a vindictive streak she'd really like to exercise.
She has silken ropes, handcuffs, and a variety of toys and makeup to use on an ill-fated raider. Surely the birthday girl deserves to humiliate a presumptuous boy or two? (Again, voyeuristic tags are welcome.)
WILD CARD
Want to do some makeup? Talk about a weirdly-pornographic movie? Have a pillow-fight? Have a snack and a chat while debauchery happens in the background? Rose will do her utmost to be an excellent host.
Wild Card- Makeup and Chill
Things some might see as mundane are the reverse to one such as Testament, who brushed shoulders with both the dire and extraordinary (willingly or otherwise) for most of their lifetime. They arrive in their chosen outfit and happily mingle in their quiet way amongst the various guests for a while. They ultimately drift towards Rose when they spot her available, offering a dramatic bow. "And there is our most dazzling birthday girl herself. I do hope you are having a wonderful time. The night is young, nonetheless." They tilt their head slightly to one side, flashing a more obvious smirk than Rose might be used to. Testament's makeup is also far more dramatic than their usual on this particular night- their eyeshadow is different shades of red blending into golds, and their eyeliner spreads into thick, shapely (and perfect) wings.
"What was the norm for these events on your Earth? I must say the crowds I ran with in my more social days didn't do anything quite like this "
Okay, the thought of Sacred Knights having a slumber party is pretty funny, though.
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Her focus on hostessing also kept Rose from staring at any of the more impressive outfits displayed on the various impressive bodies. Is there a single non-hot person here? Yes, yes, everyone's attractive to someone, but with all the conventionally-attractive people in Amani--and with the ones most attractive to Rose herself being concentrated in one place--she feels a little unimpressive. Enough that she hasn't yet doffed the satin robe she's wearing over her own lingerie. It's easy enough to think of it as just not being the right time yet.
When Testament approaches and bows, though, Rose is faced very directly with their cool, sexy style. She's faced with a choice: pretend she doesn't care that Testament is half-naked and Rose herself isn't, or step the fuck up.
"Dazzling, hm? I don't know about that. I'm beginning to feel a little overdressed, actually. It is getting warm in here with all these guests." She allows her robe to slip off her shoulders and reveal the lingerie beneath. "...there. Much better."
There they are, two cool people, having a normal conversation in next-to-nothing. It's a fine and normal experience for one Rose Lalonde. She clears her throat, not at all awkward.
"I'll admit, the norm for slumber parties was more acne-prone than this crowd, though I'm led to believe they were no less sexually-charged. Between you, me, and any omniscient beings listening in, I never got to have any sleepovers when they might have been considered age-appropriate. I lived too far from the nearest town to accrue the requisite gaggle of girlfriends, and my friends all lived hundreds of miles apart. And in fairness, I probably would have derided the whole affair as too juvenile, when I was a juvenile."
Rose gives Testament a once-over, clearly approving their whole look. "You seem 'social' enough to me. I can only imagine what your 'more social days' were like. Do you not normally go for parties anymore?"
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Their brows raise as Rose disrobes. "Ah, see? You look simply ravishing tonight, no surprise. Your taste in lingerie is superb. Don't downplay yourself so, it is criminal." Their eyes scan Rose up and down, enjoying the sight of her curves and the contrast of intricate gold patterning against her skin. A skull motif, too? Truly she speaks their language in fashion! "The perfect balance of elegance and macabre, donned only by one who could pull it off so well. Pardon my mind for racing with thoughts of make-up that would suit well."
After taking their time to admire, Testament hums thoughtfully at Rose's question. "I will admit, it has been a while since I've stopped for a party. Not for lack of enjoying it, mind, but in recent years I took more to wandering and cultivating good times on my own or briefly one on one." They won't mention their built-in aversion to making attachments. That's neither here nor there, and Amani has given them a playing field that makes such so much easier. They're not outcast or taboo as they were back on Earth, and damn it, they will enjoy that while they can.
They...Hesitate before the next part, but considering Rose offered a piece of her own youth, Testament gives one in turn. "Growing up, I was not in a space where slumber parties were even a thought. That was not becoming of a young man, let alone an aspiring knight. The thought is quite amusing, though. No, we were more prone to official gatherings, work parties if you will...Though they do work differently from an office partry when it is an order of self-proclaimed "Holy" warriors. Lots of primping and posturing in other ways."
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Difficult as her own ego is to put aside--see what you risk unleashing, Testament?--Rose is interested in their story. Certain terms cry out in importance, both to Testament and to Rose's broader understanding of destiny. "Interesting. I wouldn't have pegged you as a Knight. No offense. You seem more the type to fly free of such rigid expectations... but I guess you were a 'young man' at the time. I'm fortunate you outgrew that phase, so you could attend my party."
Rose is aware she's making light of several existential issues that Testament has faced. But in Testament's shoes she'd rather they be made too light than too heavy. Besides, this is a party.
She holds out a hand to Testament, palm up, ready to be held. "Let's go to the makeup table. I'd like to see what make-up magic you can work on my 'ravishing' face. And maybe you can regale me with a knightly tale or two? Or an un-knightly tale, if those suit you better."