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TDM #14
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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 fourteenth Amani TDM!
WHEN
February 14th, 2024 (and until the next TDM!)
KINKS OF THE MONTH
★ Foodplay / Feeding
★ Kissing
★ Public Displays of Affection
★ Multiple Orgasms
★ Body Worship
★ Kissing
★ Public Displays of Affection
★ Multiple Orgasms
★ Body Worship
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 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 new inhabitants 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 nearly 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.
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 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 new inhabitants 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 nearly 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.
THE SEXY COMPENDIUM
Upon arrival to Amani, new inhabitants will be notified almost immediately of the sexy compendium that's uploaded to their DTF! This compendium lists all of the flora, fauna, unique geography, and miscellaneous items in Amani that might be worth looking at.
This database will update with seasonal highlights or places and items that might follow a theme! For example, the current theme is love for Valentine's Day and dragons for The Year of The Dragon!
While established inhabitants already know about all these things, it can't hurt to be reminded of what this simulated afterlife has to offer!
This database will update with seasonal highlights or places and items that might follow a theme! For example, the current theme is love for Valentine's Day and dragons for The Year of The Dragon!
While established inhabitants already know about all these things, it can't hurt to be reminded of what this simulated afterlife has to offer!
- ★ The Dragon Onsen » At the onsen, there is an outdoor pool set a bit off from the rest of the hot springs that has a dragon statue in the middle. It doesn't look as well-kept as the rest of the place and the water has a strange blue tint to it... Once one steps into this pool and soaks for a couple of minutes, they will change. It may be gradual or instantaneous, some might completely morph or only gain features but everyone will share a similarity: They suddenly look a lot more draconic than they did before. That's right, this spring is for all us dragonfuckers to let loose. It will, as with most things, only be temporary and last no more than a couple of hours after the initial soak. Have fun while it lasts!
★ Heart Jellies » In the shallow waters of Taasunni swim a strange species of jellyfish shaped like hearts. If stung by one of these creatures, the sensation will be pleasant rather than painful. It lingers for a while afterwards and will feel like a low-level electric current running through your body that makes it all tingly and warm.
★ Wyverns » Wyverns are a feral, bipedal lesser cousin to dragonkind. Proud, stubborn, fierce, and intelligent, wyverns are known to be extremely protective--of their territory, members of their social group, and their masters. Highly social and cooperative predators, they nest in the cliffs of Taasunni Beach, and can range far into the Aditus Grasslands to hunt. While most wyverns hunt using sharp talons and fangs or strong tails, a rare few show an innate capacity for magic, capable of churning up cutting winds with their wings or breathing fire or lightning. Those courageous enough to attempt to tame one will find that they are highly perceptive and willful creatures, slow to trust and disinclined to obey any but the most confident and strong of heart. Should anyone successfully earn their respect, however, they can become intensely devoted companions and mounts.
★ Love Blossoms » During the spring, a handful of trees with gorgeous, pink flowers will blossom starting in Novum and expanding throughout a good portion of the simulation. The pollen of these particular flowers are akin to pheromones that will fill one with insatiable desire. (Sex pollen. It's sex pollen.)
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!
★ Feel free to check out the sexy compendium and also use whatever is listed there as you like! What's mentioned on the TDM are just suggestions and not only what's available! We want interested players to be able to make their own fun with what Amani has to offer and not feel limited to just the prompts provided here.
★ We are currently at 24/40 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
QUESTIONS/FEEDBACK
alastor 👁️ hazbin hotel 👁️ ota
👁️ network (audio only).
👁️ when the night falls.
night falls
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Ignis Scientia ➺ Final Fantasy 15 ➺ ota
Ignis wakes up in a strange sterile room, bereft of any weapons on his person, and is told that his world has ended.
Obviously that's utter nonsense.
His Majesty is still alive. Noct is still alive; they just ate dinner together the other night. He's clearly being lied to in order to make him complacent. All Ignis can't understand is why he'd be targeted out of everyone else. Surely if they can make it into Insomnia to kidnap someone, they'd go straight for the Crown Prince if anyone....
He doesn't have enough information right now, so there's only one thing left to do. Reconnaissance.
To anyone who knows him, or has heard of him, it's probably not surprising that one can find him throughout the morning at various food businesses. However long he's going to be here, after all, he's going to need to eat or get food ready for travel one way or another.
It starts at Rosie's Records, which is by far the easiest on account of its close proximity, where one can find him watching the coffee brewing process like a hawk.... or maybe that's just his resting face. Anyone who comes to join him up at the counter will have him move to the side slightly. "Ah, my apologies. I was taking up room."
The next stop is over at the conveniently situated bakery and butcher, which are right next to one another. Ignis can't see anything suspicious with them. The butcher seems to do his job and little else with no aplomb, and the bakery is full of people with a lively atmosphere, the head baker sympathetic to his new arrival. One can find him exiting with a nice solid loaf of bread tucked under his arm, and he opens the door for anyone passing him in either direction - although not without a question. "Excuse me, have you been in this place long?"
And finally.... Well. Maybe it was a little inevitable. But once he gets in the marketplace, it's admittedly a little hard for him to leave. Insomnia has some excellent grocery stores, of course, but an open air market like this? With a variety of new meats, vegetables, fruits, all of that, which he's never seen before?
He's kind of transfixed by the flat fruit. Don't mind him.
B ➺ Dragon Onsen
Well. It's not as though Ignis is oblivious to the faults of falling to promotions. However, usually the danger is in an overpriced product, or one which is prone to falling apart in some manner.
It doesn't usually involve going in for a soak, only to grow a pair of spiraling corkscrew horns, large but strangely delicate wings, and an incredibly long but thing tail. All of it, along with the scales which have spread in patches over his body, seem to favor a deep dark purple as the main color. So dark that it could be mistaken as black, depending on the lighting. What's actually black would be his sclera.
All of this is pretty to easy to see, on account of him being on a bench in one of the locker rooms, a towel spread across his lap for modesty purposes.
He's hunched over, trying to sew some makeshift holes into a spare robe he found, because he's clearly going to need it due to him not being able to wear his regular clothes.
He's in a bad mood. Probably. Is that just his resting face?
Do not worry about where he got the sewing kit from.
C ➺ Dealer's Choice
[I'm open to other scenarios, if anyone has alternative ideas, so just shoot me a DM if you'd like. Ignis is from his Brotherhood episode, and his DTF is a Daggerquill. I wanted to do a wyvern prompt but couldn't think of it.]
!!!!! IGGY!! I'M SO HYPE
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main hub, rosie's records.
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zelgadis greywords - slayers - ota
...Right.
[so. simulation. dead. ghost...spirit-things...
and he's still a chimera. yeah, okay. that tracks. even when the universe explodes, it's laughing at him.
here in Makmur, the stony-faced, blue-skinned, wire-haired chimera man is fiddling with the peculiar thing now in his ear because how did it get there his skin can't really get pierced an--whatever. simulation. okay. sure.
...there's a tiny blue hedgehog ambling around at his feet. it's not sonic. it'd be better if it was, maybe, because it wouldn't be providing helpful setting details that embarrass the man more and more as it goes on.
Zelgadis rubs at his face.]
It'll be nice...to wake up soon...[please. if he's really dead don't let this joke be his afterlife.]
[being a nature bitch is kind of a secondary trait for this coldhearted, completely unflappable and definitely never easily-flustered sorcerer-swordsman, so if there's some remote and lush nature to be had, he's going to navigate toward it and consider that, if it really is all fake...it's convincing. looks and smells right, at least.
safer to test spells out here, too (because even if everyone else here is also fake, it's kind of a dick move to just start blasting).]
Dug Haut-!!
[he takes a knee and presses a palm onto the ground, willing an eruption of large earthen spires to manifest in violent fashion. it'd be more violent if he was fighting something, but eh.]
...Hmh. [so...shamanist spells still are a go? he rubs at his chin, sitting back on his leg as he thinks about the logistics of that. universe gone...world spirits not gone? or is he just...manifesting things with his own will...?]
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[whoa. weird. he can...feel something? wait, no. it's not external, is it?
Zelgadis stands underneath one of those pastel fuck-trees, perplexed and acting like he's never had hands before. but that's not it! he's just...trying to sort out if the tingling is coming from over the skin or under. either or is weird, but one is weirder than the other, okay?
his ear twitches upon hearing footfalls, prompting a sharp pivot of focus. a wide, owlish gawk is shot in the direction of an interloper, looking almost accusatory in his bewilderment. you? did you do this?]
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Gale Dekarios - Baldur's Gate 3 - OTA (voicetesting)
A grunt of effort rang through the halls of the hub as Gale attempted and bitterly failed to flip over a piece of rubble. His spellbook was missing and he had a horrible feeling that it was under some of this rock and ruin. The news that he was dead wasn't entirely surprising. Who could survive a fall quite that huge? "Right - this time rock, you're getting flipped." He rolled up the sleeves of his robe and squared his shoulders. "Just. Got. To. Lift. With. The. Knees." He grunted out between tugs on the rubble.
Save him before he throws his back out.
[ooc - Hi gang, Claire who used to be here with Ren/Corrin/Aerith. Life has settled down now and the BG3 bug has taken over. Gale is from the end of BG3 so let me know if you need any spoilers.]
yo brother you only got 8 strength tho
;^;
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8 strength gang lets gooooooooooooooo
/booty pops for no strength babes
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CLAIRE!! <3 and GALE!! "rock and ruin" really got me XD no spoilers past act 2 pls!
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(sorry for delay!)
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Hisako Godsup | Tortall OC
Her DTF is something amorphous and darkly reflective, like spilled ink that can shift itself into semi-solid forms; it's a gliding kite-shape in the air, and half-spatters, wrapping around the branch, to land. Hisako arches her long neck to look at it, bemused.] You all right there? ...Right.
[She turns her attention lower and leans out, her breasts and the ceramic flute around her neck hanging.]
Hey, ground-pounder. You! Odd question, but you wouldn't know if there's ambient fear around somewhere, would you?
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Namari of Kahka Brud | Dungeon Meshi | vague references to spoilers!
This time, though, instead of Kiki coming in a moment later with a sizable payment and an explanation, there's just... a lot of beige. And an ugly wall hanging. And a thick metal bracelet she can't seem to get rid of. And a creepy disembodied voice telling her that her world is dead.
That last part, actually, isn't terribly surprising-- the world being dead part, that is, not the creepy voice telling her. That part is... really strange.
Actually, this just generally isn't what she would have expected out of the end of the world... or out of being dead, for that matter. No, she doesn't have an answer as to what she would expect, but it wouldn't be this.
The problem is, for as many questions as Namari has, she doesn't have even the beginning of an idea as to how to start getting answers - except to start looking for someone that'll... actually talk to her.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, for anyone who knows Namari, she makes for the nearest bar first; the fact that they're offering one free drink per person is a pretty significant plus, seeing as how she's got nothing on her - even if the method of ordering and the drinks themselves both look... weird.
It's better than nothing, though, especially with circumstances being what they are. She picks something out, more or less at random - though she's really not sure what to think of it being served to her on fire.
Well, whatever. She puts out those flames, gulps it down, and--
"Eugh!" Namari splutters, sticking out her tongue at the taste. "What is this?! Tastes like they just dumped sugar into it - what, is the 'one free drink' thing supposed to be some kinda bait and switch?"
As she continues her exploration, Namari eventually comes across the onsen, and... honestly, all things considered? She could use a bath. She's not exactly a stickler for cleanliness like some she knows, but it's... it's been a hell of a day, even before she found herself here.
So she strips down, stashes her clothing and armor, and makes her way to a fairly secluded-looking bath, keeping an eye out all the while - she doesn't love being in a strange place like this without armor or weapons, but there's not much for it. If worst comes to worst, she's still got her fists - and picking a bath out of the way makes her feel a little less vulnerable to being snuck up on.
She sinks into the water, breathing out slowly. It's a bit deep for her, but she supposes that makes sense; she's seeing a pretty high proportion of tall-men around here, so the baths might be filled to their needs.
Well, whatever. She can keep her head above water, so it works out. She closes her eyes, trying to take just a few minutes to relax before she gets back to scoping this place out.
And then, at some point, something... changes. Something that Namari doesn't discover until she opens her eyes, and finds herself so fucking far above water level, and are those claws.
A massive, scarlet-scaled dragon clambers clumsily out of the onsen, circling awkwardly on unfamiliar limbs to take in her current form.
What the fuck. What the fuck. Her first thought goes to what happened to Falin, but this seems-- different? There's no trace of her original body; it's not just the dragon ass, it's-- it's the everything.
...Anyone entering the onsen might want to be careful. That tail she's swinging around can be pretty dangerous, and she's not paying much attention at the moment.
(( OOC: Hit me up at
hits you with the character I just commissioned you to draw lol
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the alcohol option, surprising no one.
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onsen time bb
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kabru ( dungeon meshi )
[ being shocked back to life is nothing particularly new to kabru. as the fearless leader of his party, he managed to lead them into dungeons that just about swallowed them whole, and spat them out; a near-daily occurrence for the unlucky crew. but, in the back of his mind now, he knows that something is different about his revival—
they had not been in a dungeon, had they? and there is no longer a they, but rather a he; the king's advisor at the golden city. the dungeon has closed, the demon was defeated, the world had slowed to a manageable pace, and he'd been planning to meet marcille at the tavern for a post-work debrief (actually, advising the king requires a substantial amount of after-hours alcohol, for obvious reasons). his life has become a slew of political intrigue (so he tells himself; in reality, it's not all that intriguing), and his hands are no longer callused from a vice-grip on his sword. he'd wanted to miss his adventurer's life, but in reality, kabru was not made for it. it turned out that public relations and cocktail parties were his stronger suit— a little embarrassing, but it's fine.
he wakes up slowly, surprised to find himself in a bed, still somewhat expecting the dungeon floor. everything is white on white, and he sits up, blinking at his surroundings.
naturally, kabru's first instinct is to talk to whoever is around— he goes about his interrogation of the Peacekeeper and medical staff, which yields— a surprising amount of information, actually.
he's not isekai'd every day, so there's a lot to process, and he retreats to his hospital bed once his investigation is complete, mulling over his next steps. he'll be sitting there like a lost creature for a while, if anyone wants to come up to him— he'll be only too happy to chat, greeting them with his most insincere, but still-charming smile. having only just gotten here, he's still looking a bit worse for wear; turns out being snatched from your world is something of a trip. ]
You just arrived?
[ the tavern, in kabru's experience, has always been the best place to get needed information. he's determined, being the social creature that he is, to network his way into decoding this odd world, and the tavern seems to be the place to pick up some local knowledge.
already ahead of the game, he's configured his DTF— which has taken the shape of a siamese cat, with bright, blue eyes.
the tavern is familiar, at least— the golden city has several of its own, as does merini village. he takes a seat at the counter, glancing around at the people who fill the place. it's not so jarring, here, and he's quick to order a drink and to start making conversation.
in fact, he's slinking his way over to your table right now, cat in tow (he hasn't named her yet, and has been calling her cat for the past few hours). there's a charming smile from kabru, as he's already sliding onto the unoccupied barstool, offering up a particularly warm expression. ] This seat taken? My name's Kabru. You're new here too?
[ the cat hops up onto his lap, and he gives it a disdainful expression, before the look snaps quickly back into that earlier smile.
he sets the cat back down on the ground. ]
Don't worry, it's not a real cat. [ animals in the tavern, and all that.
he's already got a drink in hand (blue flames? weird drink)— unfortunately, he seems to be avoiding the cake. ]
[ feel free to encounter kabru anywhere! he'll be milling around the onsen at some point, trying to make some beneficial connections, and he'll probably start snooping around the library too— if there's anything that you want to discuss, my plurk is
bar / wildcard??
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wildcard
Re: wildcard
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infirmary.
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wildcard!
LAIOS!!!!!!!!!!
so excited for time differences lol!!
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Hanged Man
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Minthara Baenre | BG3 | OTA ((I haven't decided on her DTF for sure yet but Mimic seemed fun....)
Minthara doesn't know what a computer is, but she doesn't need to understand computers to understand simulated reality. She has had entirely too much recent experience with forces that beguile the mind, trick the senses, or ensnare the soul to bear this kindly.
Not that she is known for bearing much in a manner that other races would interpret as 'kindly,' but such petty cultural differences will ever be her bugbear, now. She sees this as their problem, not hers.
"Dead? Hah! I think not." She says as she strides away from the door.
If she were truly dead, then this would be solved already. Withers would simply fetch her soul back to her body so that she could stand and fight anew by her love's side. Unless, of course... all of her world had been destroyed. But so soon? Without even having come face to face with the final battle? No. That simply could not be.
"I will get to the bottom of this. And when I find whoever is responsible..."
The smile that crosses her face is.... uh. Well, it is deeply terrifying.
Minthara Baenre does not like being manipulated or controlled.
Or, for that matter, killed.
Main Hub - Record Shop or Arcade
She proceeds through the hub methodically and with purpose--her stride confident, her head held high.
Anyone looking on will see her accompanied by a--
Followed by a--
Uh. Well. There's. A treasure chest? It was behind her. And then it's beside her. And then behind her again. No matter what angle you look at her, there is a treasure chest off to the side, like a very persistent glitch trailing in her wake. She hasn't acknowledged it at all. Does she even know?
A. Anyway.
Her presence in the record shop, at least, is thoughtful. She picks her way through stacks of vinyls with precise and delicate fingers, reading names aloud before flicking them aside. She'll need some help deciphering the mystery of operating the 'record player'... or else she'll get there through trial, error, and a bit of observation. And maybe breaking a couple and ruining some records in the process. Once that's done, she can move onto trying some of the records out. Maybe.
But her entire investigation comes to a screeching halt when she reaches the ambiguously named 'Activity Centre.'
That is where her progress stalls. She stands less than a yard inside, seemingly paralysed by the sight and sound of this horrible chamber.
She could only just make herself walk into the frightful place. One step. Then two and three. Then another step. And there she stopped. The hundreds of competing colours--all flashing, strobing, flickering lights and dizzying floor carpeting in a dark room--not to mention the violent assault of cacophanous beeps, clacks, dings, whistles, automated voices, and jaunty tunes all in one closed space with very little in the way of dampening are simply too much. She has a look on her face like a cartoon character who just had her head smashed and rung between a pair of cymbols.
C. Wildcard
[Other ideas? Just DM me! There's a bunch of stuff I'd love for her to get into, like the dragon onsen, or the sex toy shop, I just got overwhelmed and stopped at two... er, two and a half? prompts?]
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Wyll Ravengard | Baldur's Gate 3
II. Retentia(CW: lil PTSD here)
III. Fabula
IV. Alea
III.
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Mewtwo | Pokemon | OTA
Mewtwo is, naturally, intensely skeptical about this strange new world that he's been pulled into. His planet ending, him being a digital copy (a copy of a copy, how amusing and definitely not an existentially horrifying possibility that he wants to dwell on), the blatant sexualization of everything...it's all a bit too absurd for a dour creature such as himself. So he dismisses most of what he's told and shown, categorizing it as some sort of strange practical joke being held in an alternate dream-state reality where his mind currently is for some reason; he'll find a way to escape it all soon enough.
The green jewelry he's been given does manage to catch his interest, however, when he discovers that it's some form of electronic device. He ends up curled into one of the lobby chairs, combing through information on the network and activating his DTF. It initializes and appears as a projection of a (miniature) lighthouse, complete with rocky cliff surrounded by gently rolling waves.
It's quite surprising, and also quite pleasing. His stony expression brightens into one of curiosity as he turns it to examine it, engrossed in exploring the details of his new “digital friend”.
[Onsen, bring your own dragon optional]
Onsens remind him of the Kanto and Johto regions that he's spent most of his time in, and he enjoys a warm soak as much as the next person does, so he settles into the water quickly. It's coincidence that he chooses a pool that has a decent view of the dragon-o-matic; he's both privately relieved that he didn't pick that one (he is strange-looking enough without adding wings or scales, thank you) and publicly amused at the poor souls who do pick it, watching them stumble around from the safety of his non-dragon pool. Leaning against the edge of the bath, with his arms propped up on the rim, he doesn't do much to hide the smug look on his face. Haha, get dragon'd, stranger!
How is the water? he will ask casually, either of the lucky person in his pool, or of the unlucky person exiting the dragon pool.
[Network]
Hello. I am interested in learning more about building permits within this simulation. Quite a few of the buildings in the city appear unused. Are these “free game”, as it were, to be scavenged and disassembled into something more useful? The “locals” were unable to assist me with any raw materials for construction.
I do not have a great need for tools. I am capable of manipulating most raw materials without them.
[If he's in a “simulation”, then he's going to do his best to Minecraft this bitch.]