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▶ TDM OVERFLOW .001
▶ Lisa Frank's LSD Fun House
anytime, anywhere on the moon Iris | top
Everything is darkness except for dim lights sparkling in the distance, a faint gleam that greets you as you start to unfurl from your dormant state. 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. Throat parched and skin dry and aching, you grope your body in alarm to make sure your possessions are still in place. 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 only rewards you with 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.
▶ Camp Nowhere
anytime, anywhere on the moon iris | top
Time moves strangely when you're trapped on a moon with no sun to guide you. Hours feel like days, and days feel like weeks. Travelling has rendered you weak and tired. Luckily, a few crystal formations in the shape of a cavern may offer you a small place refuge as you decide to nap. You notice a few artifacts left over from previous explorers.
▶ Interstellar Action Force Assemble
prisma, iris | top
Over a day has passed when a group of people find you worse for wear. Some are full of uncertainty and fear while some are full of curiosity and excitement. They claim that they are scientists from the planet Prismatica here to investigate the sudden appearances of rainbow crystals in the skies. That means you and the others they’ve located within the area. You are all a surprising find to them, and they are quick to load everyone in their transport vehicles for examination and questioning.
You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why are the pegasi so ill-tempered? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They do have questions on their own, so it’s only fair to trade. They tell you about their world as they poke and prod you, trying to understand what you are and how you came into their land. If they’re not trembling in fear, some of them may ask you odd and invasive questions in return, such as what the rate at which your body achieves thermoregulation is, how long your refractory period is, and if you would be willing to submit various kinds of body fluids to them. It's up to whether you wish to comply or protest.
▶ Wildcard
Lunatia, Prismatica | top
It only takes a couple hours for the ships to reach their home planet. The ships drop the characters off at the city of Lunatia, where they will be given their communication devices and a plastic card they can present to certain landlords at any residential district for their subsidized (read: absolutely free) lodging. Officials at Prisma instructed the newcomers to await further instructions from the government, but you have a lot of time to kill before then. Why not explore in the meantime? Learn the ins and outs of the world, get a job, transform under the full moon, and explore the many mysteries of planet Prismatica!
This is this TDM's overflow. Feel free to move your threads from there and continue tagging!
anytime, anywhere on the moon Iris | top
Everything is darkness except for dim lights sparkling in the distance, a faint gleam that greets you as you start to unfurl from your dormant state. 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. Throat parched and skin dry and aching, you grope your body in alarm to make sure your possessions are still in place. 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 only rewards you with 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.
A ⬤ As you traverse the near-barren landscape, you feel something sting your skin. It's small and subtle at first, then you finally catch sight of it: an elegant, crystalline mosquito buzzing around from the corner of your eye. However, a pest is still a pest. After a while, marks near your welts begin to form strange patterns on your skin, mimicking ancient runes. Each rune has with it a particular side-effect that may hinder you on your journey:✾ The Mark of the Enchanter: Hallucinations, hallucinations galore. Your character will see everything and anything their imagination can conjure and will have difficulty separating reality from fiction.
₪ The Mark of the Destroyer: Limbs start to cease their function, causing you to stumble or try and get around one-handed. Other certain body parts may be affected as well. Look at the bright side: you can stop worrying about jiggle physics and hiding your fear boner.
⍢ The Mark of the Sinner: Your hunger, your thirst, your fatigue and your desire are at an all-time high. Your impulses are rabid and uncontrollable. Maybe you experience only one of those symptoms. Maybe you experience them all. All you know is that you want relief now.
These effects will eventually clear up with a bit of accidental or purposeful physical contact with another person, making you wonder if there was anything wrong with you at all.
B ⬤ Hunger starts to gnaw at you vigorously. Perhaps you consider hunting the moon's creatures to sate your hunger. That's when you see it: a thick, meaty, juicy meal on legs.No, we're not talking about Alex Louis Armstrong. A wild silver-white pegasus runs across the purple landscape, its hair billowing in the wind as its hooves smack loudly against the ground. Try and shoot it, and you may find your efforts curtailed by its legendary rage. Eyes aglow and wings beating up a storm, this pegasus is no dainty horse. Two thousand pounds of pure muscle swoop down and charge at you, all blades and ammunition deflecting off its impenetrable skin. Taming appears impossible; it will buck anyone away and leave a sizable horn- or hoof-shaped hole in them for their efforts. Hunting it, however, should be easier. Relatively.
C ⬤ Or you may decide that you'd like to take a drink in the prismatic waters. A small pond can be found just a few miles away from where you first awoke, but gazing into it reflects what appears to be a window into your own world. You see the faces of loved ones or at least someone very close and familiar to you gathered around your prone body, shaking it frantically as though to try and rouse you, yet your image lies frozen and unresponsive, not even a whisper of life running through you. Did you die in your world? Is this your afterlife? The questions start to pile up along with the gnawing dread that you may never return home again.
▶ Camp Nowhere
anytime, anywhere on the moon iris | top
Time moves strangely when you're trapped on a moon with no sun to guide you. Hours feel like days, and days feel like weeks. Travelling has rendered you weak and tired. Luckily, a few crystal formations in the shape of a cavern may offer you a small place refuge as you decide to nap. You notice a few artifacts left over from previous explorers.
D ⬤ A comm unit abandoned within the cavern will display the former owner's idol obsession. As you tap the buttons indiscriminately, a holographic screen will appear, and you will see a fabulous recorded concert featuring three bubbly young ladies in animal print, singing to you about something called Cordis, a cat, and a bag of gems. Does this make any sense to you? Probably not, but the beat is catchy. You may even find yourself tapping a foot along to it. Don’t worry. We know it’s plastic love.
E ⬤ There's a small cooler-like container of preserved powdered food bags labeled with only the word “Edible” that can be safely consumed. Although the powder tastes as bland as you’d expect, it’s oddly filling, sating either hunger or thirst. But who will be the first — and the bravest — to try eating them?
F ⬤ A strange, pointed instrument is among the effects found in the cavern. It's silver, long, and thin with a curved end and a light. When you grip it with warm hands, it seems to vibrate enthusiastically and comes in three settings indicated by a frowny face, a neutral face, and a happy face. What could it mean exactly? No one knows, but you can fiddle with it to your heart's desire. Just don't ask yourself where it's been before. You don't want to know.
▶ Interstellar Action Force Assemble
prisma, iris | top
Over a day has passed when a group of people find you worse for wear. Some are full of uncertainty and fear while some are full of curiosity and excitement. They claim that they are scientists from the planet Prismatica here to investigate the sudden appearances of rainbow crystals in the skies. That means you and the others they’ve located within the area. You are all a surprising find to them, and they are quick to load everyone in their transport vehicles for examination and questioning.
You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why are the pegasi so ill-tempered? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They do have questions on their own, so it’s only fair to trade. They tell you about their world as they poke and prod you, trying to understand what you are and how you came into their land. If they’re not trembling in fear, some of them may ask you odd and invasive questions in return, such as what the rate at which your body achieves thermoregulation is, how long your refractory period is, and if you would be willing to submit various kinds of body fluids to them. It's up to whether you wish to comply or protest.
G ⬤ If you react violently, you will be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. They came prepared, so have fun with that! In any case, conscious or not, you’ll be brought into one of the transport vehicles. If you choose to peacefully cooperate, you’ll be provided any necessary first aid and a refreshing drink to help you recuperate after the rough time you had for the past few days. Each transport vehicle has a few small rooms to rest in, but due to the limited space, you’ll have to snuggle up with someone else on that bunk bed. Unfortunately, the moonshine fruit the ship is also carrying in its cargo has an extremely sweet smell that’s been permeating through certain areas of the ventilation system… Taking a whiff of it may inebriate you for the rest of the trip.
H ⬤ It’s a bumpy ride as terrain vehicles draw over various crystal formations until you see a large dome-like structure up ahead. Within its confines lies the seat of the Prismatica's government, Prisma. It’s a bureaucratic wet dream: skyscrapers practically touch the upper surface of the dome, windows glimmer with a prismatic sheen as daylight hits them, and small ships can be seen flying to and from its spaceport. The scientists, members of the Lunar Scientia, usher you into their facilities for tests. Arrivals are likely to twitch, tremble, and panic as Lunar Scientia fellows take and broadcast every embarrassing, unfiltered detail about you — height, weight, age, strange odors, estimated frequency of sexual activity —- to one another. These scientists will ask you politely to undress, too, but understand if you don't want to. They're especially fascinated by the readings of pure Chroma inside you, whispering among one another excitedly about the possibility of the new arrivals being a new moon species. What should they call them? Moonborne? Moonblessed?
I ⬤ At long last, the questions and physical examinations are done. They’ve decided to call the arrivals as the Moonblessed. They’ll take you under their care until they understand more about you. You're allowed a very refreshing hot shower and a warm meal for your efforts. Don’t worry, the meal was imported from their planet. “Planet?” you might ask, but you won’t need to wonder for too long. The ships are preparing for their next destination: the nearby planet Prismatica, where you will be dwelling for the time being. You're free to explore the government center until then.
▶ Wildcard
Lunatia, Prismatica | top
It only takes a couple hours for the ships to reach their home planet. The ships drop the characters off at the city of Lunatia, where they will be given their communication devices and a plastic card they can present to certain landlords at any residential district for their subsidized (read: absolutely free) lodging. Officials at Prisma instructed the newcomers to await further instructions from the government, but you have a lot of time to kill before then. Why not explore in the meantime? Learn the ins and outs of the world, get a job, transform under the full moon, and explore the many mysteries of planet Prismatica!
This is this TDM's overflow. Feel free to move your threads from there and continue tagging!
» Robin H(0)od
[ Let her knead, she has claws that need the squish.
Though at his worried words, she simply ends up scoffing a bit. ]
Right, and what would worrying do? Make things harder. Make it so that I'd be upset and unable to function- and worse, worry over things I can't change or fight alone.
[ She lifts her head, watching his face- that jawline and those bright strands of hair, that edge of green that reminds her of the light casting off emerald glass-
Her own hand goes to his head, turning it back towards her. ]
If this was in your power, you'd send me home. You wouldn't let me be unhappy, so nay, this isn't your fault, you wanker.
[ There's a puff of her cheeks, before her look softens as she leans back to rest her head under his chin, letting him pet her ears and head. ]
Call me adaptable. We'll figure a way out of here. Now that you're not a Submissive, at least we don't have to worry about you not putting in your own effort.
[ He is a Servant though- it's not something she's looked heavily into. ]
... I haven't forgotten anything. And I won't. Because I don't have any regrets about what I feel- and you shouldn't either. But don't think it's because I'm trying to replace what I don't have. It's just something my husband and I cleared up long before I even found myself in a situation where I'd need to follow it.
are you calling him a zero
no comment about what he'd do if he had the power. no comment about letting her being unhappy. no comment about the wanker. ah, wait, no. he's rolling his eyes at her favorite nickname for him. "wanker".
adaptable, maybe. stubborn, too. resilient, determined, head-strong. all those things. but she's not... it's a tough front she puts up. it's much more in your face than others, though. he knows it's a front for what happened in Duplicity.
he thinks of it again. of Megumi telling him he's a coward and how she cared about the person she saw, anyway. how things definitely escalated into--]
──Wait, what? Huh? Cleared up... what exactly?
no I'm calling him a h0
Though Robin's query makes her ear flick up and she looks at him, curiously, before tilting her head. ]
Didn't I... [ Did she ever tell him? She frowns as she sits up, hands on his chest. ] I'm sure I'd have brought it up... but- long before Duplicity, back on our own world, my husband and I had an arrangement. He was working on a different continent, and- we'd agreed, that if we needed to relieve our needs with anyone else when we were away for too long, we could. Provided we were honest, and up front about our feelings- and that I didn't bear anyone else's children while married to him, or ask him to be lovers with more beyond me.
[ It feels strange telling him this now... what exactly was he operating on when they were being intimate those few times? ]
He knows the nature of miqo'te- but he knows I'll be ever loyal. I'd no need to relieve myself with others when he was just a continent away- nor did I need any other lovers. But that city... [ Her ears droop. ]
Of course I resisted, first. I don't like the thought that what I'm doing goes against a marriage to one... but.
[ She sighs, looking aside. ]
I know I'm loyal to him. No one will replace him. But what I've felt for my friends- those aren't lies, either. And what I've felt...
[ For you, she doesn't say aloud, but- she does look back at him, her ears drooping slightly. ]
... I'm more surprised I didn't tell you sooner. Did you really think I'd cheat on my husband?
[ There's a wry smile as she pokes his chest. ]
Just because I care for you doesn't mean my care for him has vanished, you know.
ho with a zero
Robin's not sure what he was operating on, either. it was definitely frustration, at one point. most points...
he's frustrated with her a lot, though. still, she's someone who is pretty dependable.
someone who is probably far too attached to him.]
... No. What I thought was that it wasn't any of my business, what you decided to do. [and yet he still thought of her husband and kid.] But that city forced us to do plenty that we wouldn't have done in our right minds, so the point is a bit moot.
[with a deep breath, he closes his eyes and tries to get comfortable in this secluded cave.]
I didn't expect or really want to be a replacement for the guy you love. You chose him as your partner so you should stick with your promises. I know you're the type of person who would feel really guilty if you ever broke one. If you used me to relieve whatever need you had, it's fine. Right? It was probably pretty normal in that city, anyway.
no subject
This guy... ]
Are you hearing yourself right now, you sod?
[ Even after everything. ]
Do you know why we made that agreement? Because my body isn't like his. No matter what I do- I'll still have heats. If he's not around to satisfy them, I'll have to do it myself. And it would be moons before we got to see each other. At least, back home, he'd return in time- I'd never need any other partners.
[ Her hand slides up his front and clutches his collar, pulling his face down closer to hers. ]
I don't use people, Robin Hood. If I lay with anyone, it's because I had no other choice- or I care enough for them to want to be with them. And you were never the former.
[ His clone, on the other hand, was a necessity. She lets go, looking aside as she sighs. ]
My husband isn't like me. But he understood my needs. Enough that he was aware I'd grow feelings for others if he didn't return to me in time, and gave me leave to do so. Trusting that I'd never disrespect his feelings either, by asking him to feel the same way for whoever I cared for. Hells, I was ready to leave him once too, but he refused. Saying he knew who he was marrying and wanted to keep it going. Can you imagine?
[ She's never been fully poly- she's only been accepting of it. Looking Robin squarely in the eye, she brings a hand up to his face and cups his cheek. ]
You're an idiot if you think this somehow lessens what I feel for you, you wanker. Even if this is selfish. Even if I should just stop. But that'd be lying to myself.
[ She pushes her forehead against his, keeping his head near hers before adding in a quieter voice- ]
But it's unfair to you, isn't it?
[ Because he deserves so much better than he thinks. ]