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Cybernetic dream, something like you've never seen

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▶ 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.

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!

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Comments

[loewenbien]

Eh?! I'm not falling anywhere!! The lady there said we could pick as much as we wanted because it'd all grow back!

[ And so he did- at least, in this place, he wasn't going to be shunned or ignored. Rather, people were actually being welcoming and calling him moonblessed and gave him this cute basket to put his fruits into! ]

Look at them, Percy! They're all so rich and ripe- you'd think they'd be like the ones back home!

[ His own memories are both fuzzy and clear- but what he does remember for certain is that what Percival and him had had before leaving (besides the memory of a bonding he feels he should forget, regarding a toilet)- was quite real and now that they're here and have found each other again...

Well, seeing as after Lancelot, he's found Percival, it's fate, isn't it? After all, it was like that last time too. He found Lancelot with ease, and when he found Percival, he was so elated he didn't want to let go. As he turns around, dropping the apples he's grabbed into the basket, he dusts off his hands and moves over to cup his hands as Percival approaches. By now he knows just not to protest when Percival thinks he can do a better job at what he was already doing. ]

Right, right.. just reach up and grab those ones up there, then.

[ He motions to some shining apples on a branch above him. ]

Then I'll make you the best apple pie ever. This time, with apples we've picked together!

[ He sounds elated at the thought. ]

Better than having to buy them for a Submissive, right?

[gluhen]

[ His foot gently slides into Vane's laced hands, using that as a foothold to hoist himself up so he can reach his preferred apple. It does seem redder than all the rest, hence the deep and instant attraction to it, though he doesn't intent to allow it to be baked. An apple like this should be savored in its natural state rather than peeled and placed in a pie, something he's sure even Vane can appreciate.

Once he's back down, he removes a short knife from his boot so he can slice the apple in two then toss half of it to Vane. It's going to feel so good eating actual fresh food after those powder packets, an experience he doesn't want to relive anytime soon. ]

Here, eat it. Even though they fed us on that moon, the food was clearly processed and preserved. I learned from the locals that it is impossible to grow anything there.

[ At least, the rest of what Vane says clears up the matter of what they do and don't remember. He ascertains it's everything. Vane likely remembers everything. And he isn't sure exactly how he feels about that yet. He'd been hoping to put the matter behind them and simply to return to some semblance of normalcy, but every world he ends up won't give him that kind of leverage.

He closes his eyes for a moment and sighs before murmuring- ]

I never thought of you as a Submissive. That would be too insulting even for you. You've been Vice Captain for some time, haven't you? Having held the position before, it's not one that can be earned lightly. Now, we need to continue to find a way back to our own world.

[ As nice as this all is compared to Duplicity, it's not their destination, and he can't afford to let them all get distracted once more. He has to try and remember how they even got here to begin with since it's now become apparent that it is possible for them to jump from world to world, either through magic or machinery. ]

[loewenbien]

[ He blinks as he grabs the apple, the slick smoothness with which Percival removes the knife and peels it making him stare in a fascination he never imagined having for him.

How long has it been since he's felt this differently for Percival since they started? Almost too long to consider, and he listens to those gentler words as a reminder that- certainly, all that happened with them was real. Even though they returned, somehow, and were brought back...

He turns to grab a box from his backpack, since he was able to get a snack here, and he places the half apple in it, before walking over to Percival and wrapping his arms around his waist without provocation. His face going against his shoulder, he makes an amused little expression- finally recalling again how nice it felt to hold someone like this, and he closes his eyes for a moment. ]

We can go home if we work together- we did, though, didn't we? Before arriving here- that whole thing with the primarchs...

[ Percival was there too. So he doesn't know how they ended up back here, and there had been too much happening back home to confirm if they had remembered things then-

Which, he knew he didn't. Everything had seemed as it had been. The thought makes him tense a bit before he pulls Percival against his chest. ]

I just don't want to forget this, though. Imagine if we went back to arguing again... Ahh, that would suck, Percy!

[ Just for a little while, let them be at peace. ]

[gluhen]

[ Suddenly, he inhales a mouth full of Vane before he can even properly taste his half of the apple, and it's all the things he remembers -warm, welcoming, abrasive. The other man is worn like a second skin on his back, muscles pushed up to his own, a lurid reminder of everything he'd wanted to bury and forget since the last time they shared a bed, and he tries to calm the frantic reaction of his heart in his chest, breathing as evenly as he can manage while his head spins in place.

He eventually turns his face to look at the side of Vane's before reaching back to give his short hair a small, playful yank. ]

Since when did we ever stop arguing? It would be too abnormal if we suddenly started seeing eye to eye on everything.

[ His mind hadn't been that far addled even given his length of stay in Duplicity. Though Vane and him did start getting along better than before, they didn't suddenly cast away all their differences. Those will remain present no matter how many times they lie with one another. Not that he intends to anymore. Or so he'd like himself to believe, but considering how his body is misbehaving at the moment, he doesn't foresee himself ever being entirely immune.

He sighs after a moment as he turns around fully to face Vane, staring at him from down the tip of his nose which hovers close to Vane's. ]

Even if I wanted to, you make it impossible for me to forget anything. Take whatever comfort in that, if anything. Just don't announce it freely. We don't know how much the others recall at the moment.

[ Which is probably going require a very long, awkward, and confusing explanation sooner or later... ]

[loewenbien]

Ow!

[ It's not really as pained, he's just letting Percival do what he wants, but when he turns around to face him, Vane is reminded quite painfully of all the things he's found himself liking so much more in this absolutely aggravating man.

His arms go under Percival's arms as he tugs him closer with a puff to his cheeks. ]

Nu-uh. I don't hide a thing from my friends, least of all Lancey. And you know-

[ He leans in, bumping his nose against Percival's- ]

I'm happy knowing you remember the most, Percy. Just for a bit, I can have you all to myself!

[ Not that he'd be disappointed if everyone else's memories lined up, but no sooner has he spoken that he leans in to capture Percival's mouth with his own in a gentle kiss- the echoes of the fauna and the trickling stream around them becoming rather melodious when he does. With a cheeky grin as he pulls back, he threads his fingers behind Percival's back as he watches him. ]

... are you getting shy about this now? You're the one always telling me to be confident. You're so cute, Percy!

[gluhen]

[ He could both kill him and kiss him right now. Lucky for Vane, he's leaning more towards the latter, unwilling to cause so much commotion in the quiet and peaceful reserve. Even with no one around them for several meters, it still feels rather open and public, more so than Percival wants to be with his affections, yet he cannot let Vane run away with the upper hand at the moment and outdo him. He still has his own pride to think of here. ]

I see you're finally taking my words to heart. I will admit I am slight impressed. Slightly. Which is not an invitation for you to get carried away.

[ He still would like to be the one dictating the pace of things around here, but he does reward that boldness by redirecting Vane's hands down to his own hips, holding them there so he can be the one to wrap his arms around Vane's neck, leaning in slowly and tilting his head to one side. He only stops just short of their lips touching, a playful smirk pulling at his own mouth. ]

If I unleashed the full extent of my ability on you, you would find yourself quickly overwhelmed, and I am not about to drag your giant, lumbering body out of here once I have worn you out.

[ HIs lips brush over Vane's enough times while speaking, making certain to give him shades and glimpses of the intimacy he's purposely denying him at the moment for two poignant reasons. 1.) They have other, more pressing matters to focus on and can't get distracted at the moment. 2.) If he himself started, he would not be able to stop until Vane was fully and completely satisfied which may be never, given what an absolute glutton he is (and Percival sort of is). Besides, the delay will only heighten their intensity later.

With that in mind, he pries himself away completely and fixes Vane's collar for him while giving him a very commanding look- ]

Now straighten up and behave.

1/2

[loewenbien]

[ When he's around someone he has such strong feelings for, how does he expect him to be contained, anyway? Besides, there's no shame in the act for him- he likes Percival. That much had become abundantly clear back where they were, and hasn't seemed to have changed now. Even their reunion, surprising as it was, was welcome as he raced and embraced him, only to be yelled at!

But now they're in here, and he's ready to kiss him again, when-

— Oh this tease!! ]

Wha-!!

[ He never gets his protests out, because Percival keeps brushing his lips over his and he keeps trying to chase his mouth, but then he's talking and then he has to listen and it's sensory overload why is he so sensual this is too much-

He suddenly finds himself gasping when Percival pulls away (and feeling a little tighter in the pants) before he nearly flails. Is he really going to- ]

YOU.

2/2

[loewenbien]

[ Actually, he knows what-

Vane doesn't even bother with words, instead, he marches on over and wraps his arms around Percival, not to pull him back in, but-

To very easily lift him into his arms, a very playful smirk on his lips now. ]

Oh I'll behave, alright. Guess I'll just have to make sure you're well looked after, Percy!

[ Now he's grinning, and without any difficulty, or complaint, he reaches down to grab his bag with the apples in it and swings the strap around his neck, before slipping his arm under Percival's knees to carry him bridal style- ]

Now be a good Fire Lord and tell me where we're staying, because I'm not letting you run off!

[ - and he'll be walking off with him, much to the surprise of the Prismals who are watching and who then- just shrug it off. Lovers, really. ]

See, I'm making it easier for you. Now you don't have to worry about running into things while you're on your device!

[ Public displays aren't a problem for him, and this is payback for the teasing! ]

[gluhen]

Oi-OI!! Put me down, you oaf!!

[ He changes his mind. He definitely wants to kill Vane right now as he struggles in his arms to get free. Unfortunately, they're too close to the water, leaving him spiraling out of Vane's grip and into a small artificial stream, landing face first in it. Not one of his finer moments as he inhales a face full of water and scares off all the fish. ]

Vane!

[ He growls the word out like a death threat before grabbing the blond's ankle and pulling him in as well. He refuses to be the only one of the two walking out of here dripping wet as he dunks him in along with himself. He doesn't stop until they're both soaked, and he's left sitting on Vane's hips huffing out air in an effort to breathe through all the water.

One hand pushes his own hair back away from his eyes before glancing down at Vane in his too-thin shirt, hugging his body and making his chest look even more pronounced. It's obscene that's what it is. He has to glance away for the sake of his sanity, covering his face for a moment. ]

You really are testing my limits today.

[ And he has to scramble up off of Vane before Vane feels how much he enjoys seeing him like that. He should have outgrown this years ago. What's wrong with him?

His only comfort is that Vane has the observation skills of a rock so he like won't notice anything, which works to his favor. He wants to get to their apartments and dry up and maybe finally take care of that problem. In no particular order, of course. ]

Come. I can walk home myself, so don't think about trying to carry me again if you'd like to keep your arms in tact.

[loewenbien]

[ Now he genuinely can't stop laughing, even though he's been tugged in. It's just like Percival to overreact- but, after everything, this sort of thing just feels good and relaxing. He ends up chuckling as Percival ends up on top of him- the sight of him looking rather adorable with his hair all over the place.

And don't think he didn't feel that excitement that's sort of matching his own, too. Even a rock can end up shaped into a mountain! Or something. He should pay attention to those quotes, he thinks.

But, the way Percival's looking now, he finds himself smiling and shaking his head as he gets to his feet, reaching down to pull his shirt up enough to squeeze a bit of the water out. At least the weather is nice, though of course it gives a rather obscene view of his abs, and he grins over at Percival as he reaches out to grab his hand once he fixes his shirt back. ]

Hey, I was making it easy for you, you know.

[ But, there's an affectionate twinkle in his eye before he suddenly pulls Percival back, and a hand goes up to hold his face up by the chin, stealing a full kiss before he smirks at him. ]

And I like how you feel on top of me.

[ Alright, so maybe he said that innocently, but Percival's free to think the worst of it. He smiles, before grabbing him by the hand and tugging him along. ]

Well, come on! Might as well see what we're getting to live in! It's so colorful here, too...

[ He smiles as he rushes ahead with him, after picking up their things and they're out in the First Level, his eyes bright as he looks at the evening sky- ]

This looks so cool... hey, I heard there are Moon Knights around these parts. We should go see if we can help them out! Being in a café is fun, but I sure do miss doing our duties...

[gluhen]

[ Percival is definitely thinking the worst of it, evidence by how much his body reacts when he's pulled flushed against Vane and kissed. If his excitement wasn't noticeable before, it definitely is now as Vane seems to be unconsciously pulling all the right strings to get him going, and he feels so perverse at the moment. A wet Vane, flashing skin at him while Percival is doing his best to stay angry.

He doesn't even let Vane walk on a few feet ahead of him before he tightens the grip on their joined hands. ]

Stop. Talking.

[ The words are grit out because now he he needs to do something about this, and Vane is just cluelessly going on about the Moon Knights. Yes, he wants to investigate them thoroughly and ask them questions, but now isn't the best time for any of that. He's wet and uncomfortable, and Vane's nipples are showing very clearly through his shirt.

He makes a slightly distressed sound before suddenly dragging Vane to the public restroom, not bothering to even explain himself. ]

Follow me and don't look so pleased with yourself. I'll make sure that grin of yours is wiped off permanently.

[ His punishment will not be swift and forgiving. It will be long and slow and very tormenting. Prepare yourself, Vane. ]

[loewenbien]

[ And great pleasurable suffering commenced! ]