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You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. Even the few shy moon creatures you find in the wild have strange crystal growths on their hides. This is far from home— perhaps a dream? You pinch your skin and slap your cheeks, yet nothing seems to do the trick. Searching for answers yields nothing but an endless expanse of purple dust as far as the eye can see. You have four options: one, panic; two, soil yourself; three, admire it all then soil yourself; or four, go into survival mode. Eventually, you’ll realize that you’re not alone.

After a day or two of living off the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. After the strange phenomenon during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why did I inhale all those permanent markers in the third grade? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff give you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay.

While waiting for transport to be prepared, you may freely roam around the government center. Eventually you’re called back from exploring, escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel that makes frequent trips back and forth between the moons and the planet. Faces onboard vary from both old and new Moonblessed as well as the local Prismals. The next destination: Prismatica.

▶ Whip It Good
Iris Moon, Government Center (Arrival) and Planet Prismatica, City of Lunatia | top

Welcome to Prismatica’s hub, Lunatia, the city of your dreams! A bustling metropolis lush with bright lights, vibrant colors, luxuriant plant life, and all the conveniences of technology absent from your own world… It seems like paradise to all the uninitiated. After a quick tour of the city, new arrivals can find themselves getting cozy in their new homes.

A Settle in your new home at Level 2 to find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

B At the Crystarium Moonports is a new family restaurant called Grapplebears, here to serve your favorite dishes from all around the galaxy at affordable prices! The menu ranges from the atomically hot and spicy Chamakshalan curry rice, delectable dragonsaur steak served with mashed space-tatoes, to the sweet and creamy Lunatian milkshakes that bring all the boys to the yard, all prepared by their handsome and huggable bear crew.

As you might have noticed, the restaurant staff is a ragtag group with members from planets unknown to both Prismals and Moonblessed. The waiters and waitresses in particular are tall, muscular, leather-clad bears who take your order by whipping you with a special riding crop that compels you to bark out your order — but only if you ask to be, of course! They might induce you to reveal other unrelated interests so make sure you’re not thinking about anything embarrassing!

If you chat up the staff or customers, you learn more about the restaurant’s origins. The bears say their planets* were also wiped by the Calamity hundreds of years ago, and life for them has been difficult for them since then…

*Further information about these planets is unavailable at this time.

▶ Night of the Living Dummy
City of Lunatia | top

The last vestiges of Geistnacht have officially passed and the first chilly autumn breeze ushers in the new season. The city is awash in giant piles of browning leaves that decorate every walkway.

A To deal with the mass collection of fallen leaves, many buildings across the city have been retrofitted with a new disposal system to help clean up. A sprawling network of automated vacuum tubes around the city will efficiently suck all those pesky leaves right up. While children love playing inside and using them to “teleport” around Lunatia, they have also been known to spontaneously suck up anyone who’s not too careful. You may find yourself falling on some hapless bystander on their afternoon walk, or crammed in a tube with your new neighbors. Lunar Scientia officials warn everyone to be careful of where you walk, else you might need to crawl your way to sweet freedom.

B A pop-up shop in Level 1 is attracting much of the locals' attention, run by a peddler who speaks in a low, elongated hiss and wears a hood over his face. He assures you that his face is of no consequence. What is more important is his selection of wares! In contrast to his cloaked, enigmatic appearance, his travel cart is a Barbie pink explosion of frills, hearts, glitter. He will tell all visitors he comes from the Valley of the Crimson Serpents, which Prismals and older Moonblessed arrivals find odd. Wasn’t the Sanguis moon uninhabitable?

Among the peddler’s wares are adorable, wide-eyed and heavily perfumed dolls in all sorts of clothes a child dreaming of rainbows and tea parties could ever ask for. Hug and squeeze a doll, and you will be greeted by a pre-recorded voice telling you how they’re your bestest friend ever. It’s like they were made for lovin’ you! But if you look away for one moment, you can almost swear you hear a snake’s hiss, its long tongue licking the shell of your ear… The next time you see the doll, its body will be in a slightly different position or location. Is it… following you? Fortunately, a minimal amount of moonlacing will make it leave you alone. You can wait it out too, but why would you?

Destroy a doll and it will later reappear wherever you are when you least expect it, good as new, but leaking from their porcelain heads is a strange pink, glitter-covered liquid. The peddler calls it the “love juice” giving the doll an extra dose of affection for you.

▶ Bird is the Word
Level 2, Greatmoon Groves | top

As autumn paints Lunatia with its golden hues, pumpkin decorations and desserts are now in vogue. This is thanks to Chroma-infused pumpkin seeds, which allow them to rapidly grow in all sorts of sizes, shapes, and colors. The Moonblessed are invited to visit one of the largest pumpkin patches in the city housed within the Greatmoon Groves, where they can enjoy the sight of oversized, colorful neon and sparkling semi-phallic pumpkins, expertly carved to greet you with their buck-toothed smiles.

A The pumpkin patch is full of toddler-sized creatures called hugbugs. When they are not tending to the pumpkins, they follow the Moonblessed around, requesting hugs and treats in exchange for their obedience.

Reward them and they will do simple errands for you and give you compliments. They will also be your personal hype men, talking up your strengths, talents, and physical assets to all those special someones you’re trying to impress. Once you earn their trust, they will be your friends for life!

Ignore them, hurt them, or bully them, and they will cry and place a curse upon you, reducing your self-esteem to nothing and magically forcing you to cry along with them. The effects of the curse may last for up to a week if you’re not careful! But how could you do such a thing? The hugbugs are sensitive and want somebody to love.

B If you manage to survive your encounter with the hugbugs, you are welcome to join in on the Prismal knitting group and enjoy creating your own fanciful scarf made of Galadrian thread, which is known for its bright, golden sheen and aromatic properties. Give it to a friend or wear it yourself, and you will notice a strange ability to attract animals and insects of all kinds. Live out your Disney Princess fantasy! Or a Hitchcockian nightmare. It’s all a matter of perspective as a whole flock of honking birds comes bounding towards you.

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[ you've heard of children getting sucked up into the tubes, now get ready for a very portable 4'10'' ship --

well, you know how it goes. she wanders too close, fascinated by the technology, and the next moment the vacuum activates, sucking her in alongside a bunch of leaves. it's not a bad ride, because she's very small, and thankfully no parts of her are wide enough to get stuck -- somewhere midway, she starts treating this more like an aquaworld joyride, except swap the water with crun cky leaves. it's fun.

what she doesn't consider is the landing -- or lack thereof, really, because the next moment, she's expelled into the air, falling down at an alarming pace. now, if she had wings like she'd always wanted, this wouldn't be a problem, but she gets ready to meet a very rough end of her butt connecting with the street -- only to fall into a stranger's arms.

how fortunate... ]

Wife... ? [ she's very confused, but not enough to not refute the man immediately. listen... spend the gems for a ring of promise or get outta here? what about all the commanders who cashed out for one? ] How crude, to call a woman your wife without first offering her a proper ring and spending enough time to build up affection... you'd spit on the efforts of so many men, just like that?

[ scandalous!

she turns to the couple next, clearly just as confused as she is, and with all the class she can muster, exhales: ]

I'm terribly sorry, but my... royal servant here will need some scolding.

( did he just drop down a few ladders on the i love formidable show? having the chance to call himself husband was nice at first, he was really feeling it but now.. that's just digging salt in the wound! like, she isn't wrong, it's an actually hobby of his but he didn't think he'd be called out so soon!? truth be told, she is pretty cute and he really did get lucky this trip — maybe he should ask about more beautiful women raining from the sky? but this won't work if he just lets himself be easily walked on, he has a backbone, no woman is able to control him because he thinks with his dick after all. )

Sure. ( easier said than done, he's a little weak, a smile on his faces as he's caught up in looking at her.. oh god, those are so big. oh lord, look up merlin if you know what's good for you — look up. so he manages to do that, looking over towards the couple as he lowers his head to issue an apology. ) Forgive me.. I have truly sullied the image of our Queen, I should be more mindful of what I say or do. ( cute girls can get away with anything and though merlin has a few braincells lift within him, the last few of his working ones are ate by the the most superior cell. )

My Queen, hear me out, what is there to scold.. I've done no wrong but gave you a happier spot in my life.. but if you want to be on top, I love a woman who's in charge. ( the way he says that sounds suggestive, a little crude for someone who's wearing all white but he manages to keep his hands to himself while holding her up, nothing flirtatious like his words may be. especially with how he comments on top and even though the couple chuckles a little from how quick caster is to submit to a cute girl, he changes the conversation accordingly. ) Is she y — our Queen, this is foul play to have her just falling anywhere and none of you care..?

( now, caster can't call her bluff right now because he won't tap into his clairvoyance but instead, he figures that she fits the part and even the outfit choice is something that would be adorned by a noble. so with her still sitting in place, he continues to spit his nonsense and guesses that no one will catch onto him. ) I've only had our Queen for a few minutes but if anything happens to her.. ( so he's being careful, hoping that his way of speech will keep her from wanting to scold him because what wrong has he done? he does manage to move one hand down towards her tail, wrapping his fingers gently around the attachment and slowly dragging his arm down until he gets to the end — opening his hand and slowly curling his finger around the area. )

I won't offer you up to anyone else, My Queen.

[ honestly... he's lucky she doesn't care about where people look, or else she'd bonk him with that small handbag she's clutching (it's full of candies, btw. nothing else in it.) maybe once someone enlightens her that it's actually pretty rude to be staring at somebody's chest while you're talking to them, she'll pay more attention, but for now -- that's kinda lost on her, so. you're getting off easy.

for now.

now, what she should definitely know better than let him do is call her a queen. her majesty is back home, after all, and if she heard this... formidable would get an earful and a half. in the other hand, it's not a bad title to have, right... and it's not as if they're anywhere near england, so surely, it's not as blasphemous as you'd think? admittedly, it feels nice... he seems to roll with her improvisation seamlessly, and she figures it's not an offense as long as she doesn't call herself a queen. ... which she won't. definitely! ]

Yes, you should. You love to spot nonsense, don't you? Being a little more mindful of your words will go a long way. [ she raises her arm, tapping his nose with the handbag. ] But all is forgiven, so long as you recognize your insolence. [ as much as she'd love to proclaim something dramatic, like 'off with his head!' or, 'pull the lever!' she doesn't have the means to do that. yet. so for the time being, merlin gets off easy -- but when she gets the sharks... he better watch tf out...

the hand on her tail is a bit of a surprise -- she's not used to how sensitive it feels just yet, so his gentle touch catches her completely off-guard. she squirms in his grip, and flushes a bright shade of red, tapping his shoulder quickly. ]

Th -- thank you, servant, but you may let me down now! In fact, you definitely should! Holding onto a lady for so long is simply rude! [ before she meows or purrs sumn ]

Oh yes, My Queen, smack me again for being a bad boy. Call me what I am, the baddest boy who deserves your discipline.. ( his nose twitches as her purse bumps against it, eyes focused on how her face flusters and he feels as if he's onto something. now she has a cute face, he had to admit that the set of crimson staring down on him makes him feel... lower than her. he's into that but that's nothing to admit as of now. at least that he knows his hands stroking along her tail manages to do something worthwhile but isn't he ever so lucky — maybe this is better than a foursome.

to have a voluptuous woman in his grasp, tiny and her weight has to come from her chest only means that there's more cushion for the pushing. this is his incubus brain thinking but he continues smiling, running a nail along the flesh of her tail through the fur. ) My Queen, you're quite beautiful, fell from the heavens right into the arms of a monster.. how lucky am I? ( even as she requests to be sat down, he raises a brow at the term guessing that she may somehow be only royalty, she has nothing screaming that she's in a war and he would know if that's the case here. )

Do you know, from the bottom of your heart — ( he finally leaves her tail alone, keeping her pressed against him, making sure that she doesn't wind up falling on the ground. his hand settles against her tiddy, a handful as he tries to play this off. the smooth surface of her chest to see is one thing but touching it is a whole different story, maybe he is blessed? ) mine will resonate with yours because it's something I lack? I hope you can guide me to better days, My Queen. ( big tiddy massive boobie that he's not going to move his hand from.. ugh. )

My... what a dirty tongue you have. It's a wonder nobody has taken it yet.

[ weirdo. aside from being really odd (a hentai, if you will) though, he seems pretty harmless -- a little vulgar, but it's not as if she really understands to what extent, exactly. a little touchy, too, as his fingers remain curled around her tail even after she'd requested for him to stop that -- but once you teach him some discipline, he'll probably be a fitting jester for the court.

at least he's paying her compliments, which is a surefire way to gain her favor. look, who doesn't like being told they're beautiful? she's not sure what human standards of beauty entail, and how to judge them properly, because, you know, she's a fuckin ship, but regardless -- ]

A monster? Whatever makes you say that? [ blinking, she exhales a sigh of relief once he lets go of the tail -- only for the hand to be moved to her tiddy instead...

now, he can claim he's touching Her Heart all he wants, but only the commander gets to touch her so freely! she's honestly not too sure what should be done in these situations, and it's not as if his touch is particularly offending, but... she thinks she should definitely at least scold him for it, as a proper lady of the royal navy cannot be groped so easily, even if it doesn't personally bother her much. so... she grabs his hand and chomps it, hard, only letting go when her catlike fangs break through skin. ]

Touching a lady without obtaining her permission first... you've got no shame, do you? Apologize at once!

I've been using this tongue to do a lot of cleaning, you see? If you wish, I could show you. ( hmm, she's going to tell him to drop soon, he can feel it. it comes naturally, thanks that half-incubus side of him but let's say he's not exactly proud of what he says. it just seems right to say to answer her questions or statements, whatever will get him close to seeing gigantic tiddy, wider boobie. her heritage, her namesake and everything else has literally been thrown out the window for the chance to engage in a more intimate way of speech and touch — he's attentive to the heftier side of her body. why won't his hand seem to move from her chest?

besides, she truly is a beautiful and he doesn't know why something about her grave is beyond human. she shouldn't be thankful for such a body, even caster finds himself tearing up only a little at the sight but more so at the fact that she's biting into his hand as he peeks (at tiddies). the pain begins to blossom slowly into his hand, the way her teeth breaks and causes a little minor bleeding but it actually hurts in a good way. he's trying to pull his hand away but that only makes things worse, a hiss coming from past his lips and he's quick to ramble. it's painful but he's been through worse, as much as he wishes this wasn't a major turn on for him right now, he plays into her game and presses his hand closer into her fangs. ) Ah, ah, my Queen, leaving your love bites on me now, hm? I'm honored! ( oh yes, to be bit by the cutest girl imaginable, how can he really be upset. it's fueling him though, laughing slowly as she begins to belittle him and he nods.. even his cheeks are starting to fluster.

he pulls his hand from away from her, looking at the mark left by her mouth and even the left over saliva that caster can't help but bring that same hand to his mouth and laps his tongue against the area to wipe away the blood across the wound. not only that, he manages a wink in her direction as he uses a bit of magic to hold her snugly in midair as he takes a step back and lowering the female back down onto the ground. ) It breaks my heart you feel that way.. was I to let my lady drop onto the ground if I didn't catch her? You'd scream off with my head! ( the pain hasn't yet to subside, but it's fine, he accepts it naturally having a high pain tolerance sometimes works out in his favor. )

That's just that monster me I was talking about, if you want to bite again, let me know!

Perhaps it's my turn to clean that tongue of yours, then. With soap.

[ ugh... dirty, but not entirely too far gone. she doesn't mind some Hentai Talk; god knows she's done it before... but that was reserved for her commander, ok, not for some rando that just fell into her arms? she's not that level of thotty. yet.

anyway, true to what she says, she reaches up and pries his mouth open, tugging his tongue out. ugh... it's wet, but she doesn't seem to mind, pinching it between her fingers. it would be easy to just... pull and get this over with... make sure he never says something this rude to a lady again! but she's merciful, at least towards her subjects, so she lets go soon after, wiping her hand on his white robes. ]

It's not a love bite! It's a punishment bite. [ he has to learn how to discern these...

but she can taste his blood on her own tongue now, licking her small fangs clean. just as he licks his hand clean, apparently... at which she quirks her eyebrow, but doesn't comment. it seems logical, to want to clean the blood, and she doesn't even realize some of her saliva is still there... HE'S SO NASTY!! ]

No, of course not... but there are more polite ways to treat a lady. [ she scoffs, gasping a little when the magic begins to lower her to the ground. still, she regains her balance and steps down with all the grace she can muster, dusting off her dress. ] Regardless, I'm grateful for your assistance... you saved me, Mr. Monster. A magical one, apparently?

( but :/ you can fall into some commanders arms and be thotty day one if he grinds you enough... heh. she is so kinky, hello, but caster does well in making sure not to bite at her fingers or anything like this. if she's so willing to place punishment on his body then he'll accept it with pride. is that the sound of chromebux going up, oh yes, hopefully that is the sound. her fingers though are sweet, whatever she's ate recently is still noticeable upon the pads of her skin and he has to try his best not to lick against them.

though, time and place. time and place! now most importantly, as soon as she's back on the ground and keeping her ladylike charm — he licks his lips as he glances off to the side. a small step back to place distance between them and he sighs, he doesn't need her trying to bite him again but the mark does clear up if she decides to glance back to where she bit. ugh.. servant rights. )

Grateful? If that's what you call the love bite then of course, I am happy to help. ( an arm crosses in front of his waist as he bows politely towards the female, showing some of his old school charm that he's had during his adviser days. perhaps she is merciful and she's a little too kind to him but he slowly raises back up after showing his bits of respect. )

Mr. Monster is new and I love that but you can call me.. Big Brother too! ( he pauses, nodding right after. ) Yes, my power came from touching your heart.. now if you're inviting me to touch again. I wouldn't be opposed.. ( but he's not making any move to try because he can tell by those teefs of hers that they're no joke... she seems like a queen who acts rather than waiting for her miserable little fools to do her dirty work instead. ) And you're the Queen of this place... correct? I must say, this is way better than where I use to be. How often do — ( you know what... not today. ) ... people drop in on others in this place?

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