▶ ORIGINAL TEST DRIVE 2 POST IS LOCATED HERE ▶ ALL NEW TOP LEVELS SHOULD NOW BE POSTED ON TAKE 2
▶ ALL CARRIED OVER OLD TOP LEVELS SHOULD BE LINKED, NOT COPY AND PASTED
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to unprecedented high demand we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding.
As a special wedding gift from us, we have arranged for you and your new spouse to stay in one of our junior penthouses while you wait. Congratulations on your new marriage. We are so pleased you have chosen our resort for your honeymoon.
You will be notified as soon as your official reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We hope you enjoy the provided amenities and lose yourself in marital bliss. 】
EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
[ Can he let her hand go? Please? Pretty please? It's impossible to think! Even if the aphro's still pumping away at her, the endless distress is mostly overriding it. She's afraid if she lets go on her own, however, she's going to ruin the precarious peace they've got. Ughhhh, why did he get them into this situation?! ]
Yeah! You know, it should be in a garden or a fancy restaurant or some kind of place that might not be here! Definitely not an elevator!
[ Which...yeah, it hasn't moved. She makes a face at the Maiden with him. Can you not, freaky virgin lady? How much more is there to see when Monika's sure she won't be able to walk properly for days? ]
Maybe we should get our clothes back on, at least? [ She looks back at him, making a weak effort to scoot away again. ] Or maybe cover up a little, since, um...blood...
[ Time for the thousand-yard stare. Someone's just realized there's no way to get back to her room without a very indecent walk of shame, because there's no way she's going to get breakfast anymore. Just shoot her now, please!
Come on, solution, come to her...! ]
Hey! I know! [ She holds up the wrist with her Watch--wait, gotta wipe some blood off on her hip--then waves it in his face. ] Send over a video of you "relieving" yourself! I bet that's hot and crazy!
[Oh right, they should get dressed up. Sorry Maiden, they aren't your games anymore. Luckily for Monika, he finally lets go of her hand to go and grab his jacket left on the floor. Thankfully he left it far away from them to be stained by his blood or come, but he quickly comes back to her side and holds his jacket to her.]
This should cover you down to your thighs.
[Not her face and thighs, however. There are still streaks on blood visible on her, but they can probably find a bathroom and wash those off. As for him, he can probably materialize some new clothes.... Later, it'll take a bit of time to load and materialize new clothes for him, so he'll be entirely nude for the time being.
Soundwave is just about to sit back down and think of a plan of escape when Monika suddenly makes a... suggestion. A suggestion that gets Soundwave to stare at her dead in the eyes.
What.......................]
Uh... Sure?
[Normally Soundwave would be appalled by such a request, calling her crazy for even suggesting that idea, but... hey, aphro'ed brain thinks that's probably a good idea? Why his confused self thinks that's a good idea? Who knows, maybe because Monika think that'll be hot and crazy.
So, after some awkward silence, Monika will receive a ping from a user named Sanctuary. That's Soundwave. Soundwave- his avatar - is flushing a healthy red on his face, wanting to gaze away from his "lover" but unable to, curious to see her reaction to his real cock.
If she's brave enough to tap on the chat, she'll find a video.
And... Wow, that's definitely a cock right there! On the screen! A cock between his legs! An entirely metal cock that is way, way larger than the avatar's! It's decorated, too. With tiny gold accents along the white lengths on its sides, stripes of white along the blue cock head, and red biolight glows through what seems to be a thick sheen of lubricant.
No sound thankfully, but he is "relieving" himself, his own wet metal hand pumping up and down, spurting cum onto the pool in front of him between his legs.
Judging by the pool, he came at the same they all came together. Although his cum is the same glowing purple, much like his blood but thicker.]
[ At last. Freedom from her hand-holding burden...for all of a few seconds. She jerks in surprise when he comes back to offer his jacket to her. How roman--NO, DON'T THINK THAT. Hell if she's not going to take the offer, though. She'd prefer not ruining her clothes any further! They're too nice!
But just as she's starting to think they're moving away from disaster and towards something that's slightly-less chaotic, of course the resort gets to have the last laugh. After standing and shrugging his jacket on, which is seriously romanti--NO--the notification hits. Wait, who's got such a snooty username? Why did he look at her that way?
Oh.
Monika's head snaps over to him, eyes liable to fall out of her head. He didn't. There's no way he did it. She can't even get him to say "jacking off" or things like that! No way he would actually dick pic her!
OH. ]
OH MY GOD!
[ His avatar can stare or not stare however much he'd like, because her eyes are not leaving that video. He's been hiding that giant monster of a metal sausage this entire time? And that's not even its full size! He could literally kill her with his dick if he was his normal size!!
...It's pretty, though. She's mesmerized. Kind of makes human ones look boring in comparison. Is it bad this is only increasing her temptation to actually see it? If only to touch it, just once. Or twice. Lots of times. Plus, how does his purple jizz taste--
No! No! She's thinking the word "no" so many times, it's becoming gibberish in her head. Monika snaps out of the daze of watching him--watching him for a long time, which is highly suspicious for someone that supposedly doesn't love him. She sputters, fumbling with the video controls...and projects the video into the elevator for everyone to enjoy instead of closing it as she intended. What a nice foursome this is now! ]
Oh fuck.
[ Oh fuck, indeed. Said "oh fuck" moment seems to please the Maiden, too, because look at that! The elevator's moving again! The humiliation's delicious. ]
[Hey, his username isn't snooty. Thankfully, she didn't say that out loud, otherwise she might've upset Soundwave.
Also, ow ow ow ow ow. Perhaps he should've expected this, but Soundwave is caught off guard by her yell and reels back from the pain pressing his hands to his ears. Once that ringing subsides, he cracks one eye open to Monika still watching the video. Is she... Looping the video? He's pretty sure he sent a short video of himself.]
Monika...?
[Man, she sure has her eyes glued to her Watch. So, Soundwave just awkwardly stands around, waiting for her to... Stop watching the video? Please, he's getting redder the longer she watches. And... oh boy, it's going to hit him hard later that his first message in their chat history is a dick pic.
His cheeks feel like they're burning, but at least things couldn't get any embarrassing. Oh boy, did he jinx himself there. What follows after her fumbling is , his eyes blink rapidly at first, then they widen to it's fullest when he realizes that... That is a video. Of him jacking off. That is.......]
Monika.... [His voice is strained, his entire body shaking, trying to keep up his calm demeanor that was slowly coming back to him.] Monika, please stop projecting that.
[Please??? He's going to die from embarrassment if somebody enters the elevator. Wait- The elavator's moving. Oh Primus, the elevator's moving! And they're about to reach their floor. Scrap, this is terrible! Horrible! Never mind all the blood and stuff inside, he still needs time to load up his new holomatter clothes! Soundwave looks left and right, desperate for a solution, until his eyes find her dress and panties on the floor.
.....
Desperate times call for desperate measures. Soundwave quickly runs over to her clothes and quickly slips them on. It isn't his style at all, but at least he isn't naked anymore and that part is important. Although with all the blood on him, her cute white dress is ruined with purple. Actually he couldn't hide all the blood and wound on him with this dress...
But hey... Would you look at that? They exchanged clothes. How romantic.]
[ One day, she'll learn to control her volume around him. One day. Not today, though, because how else was she supposed to react? It's not like she's a dick expert! Is she supposed to be quiet when one of the first ones added to her dick repertoire is one like his?!
Another worry for her growing worry pile. The most pressing worry has her flailing around, trying to close the video that she was absolutely looping. Talk about embarrassed. Can he imagine how humiliating it is for someone her age to fail so hard with technology? She's never going to recover from this! It's awful! ]
Sorry! I'm sorry! I'm trying, it's just-- [ Christ, what is wrong with her Watch? Out, damned video! Out, she says! ] I swear they redid the layout since I last used it or something! And...
[ Finally, it's closed! ...Only for her to look up in time to see him grabbing her clothes. The squeak she lets out is so high, the nearby dog population must be going nuts. ]
Nonono, I really like that one...!
[ She whimpers, her arms falling to her sides in defeat. Why is this happening? What has she done to deserve all this suffering? She hangs her head, wishing to disappear into the dark pit under the elevator. Not that she can get such a wish. They've reached their floor, right to some impatient guests that'd been waiting, gawking at the sight that greets them. Yay!
So. Romantic. ]
Can you please come crush me with your dick now?
[ No, not that way. Just literally crush her, thanks. ]
[For what it's worth, he does actually sound apologetic about ruining her pretty dress. Guess they have to do some shopping later. Maybe if it's possible for the two to be near each other. Gosh, can he even face Monika right now? He can't even look straight in her eyes anymore, and he'll avoid looking at her direction until they've reached their floor.
Oh Primus, of course there are people waiting for the elevator. Soundwave takes a deep breathes, closes his eyes, and wishes that Primus above would just strike him down with lightning where he stands...... Nope, he's going to ignore the guests. There's blood on the floor. There's blood on the wall. There's blood all over him. Totally normal. Get the staff to clean it all up. Excuse him, he's walking out of this terribly cursed elevator, thank you.
Wait, what did Monika say...?]
After everything you still want more...? Later.
[Of course his head goes with that meaning instead of literally crushing her with his junk. After everything, how else is he supposed to take it? But later, he says. Well, he wanted more too, but after... all the surprises and fumbles helped with getting rid of the aphrodisiac out of him, he's back to his normal, rational self. Hopefully Monika will forget about that offer.
Now that they're out of the elevator, Soundwave finally lets out a sigh of relief, only to stop in his track when realization hits him.]
I... Wait, back in the elevator, I said--
[Oh.
Oh no.
Oh no no no no no.
He did not.
Soundwave slaps his hands on his face as everything that happened in the elevator comes flooding back in his head, especially towards the end. It's coming back to him what he said and how he acted towards Monika was... was... Was unacceptable! He felt something. Something he shouldn't be feeling, brought forth by his mind tampered with the aphrodisiac. Wait, his mind was tampered with, so that couldn't had been true. He was so caught up in the moment that he just blurted out what was appropriate, right?
And did he seriously send a dick pic to her, too?! Oh, that just the cheery on top of this shit cake. Regret and guilt filled his expression, wishing so deeply to hide somewhere where no soul could ever find him. Soundwave turns towards Monika with his eyes peeking between his fingers, glowing red and watery, holding back tears from the sheer embarrassment of it all.]
[ Her mouth opens to say something about her clothes, and...he's leaving. Wait, no! Don't do that without her! Monika scurries after him, shielding her face. Not before lashing out and yelling at the gawkers for being perverts. The perfect thing to say after leaving a bloody, jizz-covered elevator, equally bloody and jizz-covered herself.
Ooof. Walking really is a struggle. And she's pretty sure gravity is doing its thing, since some of that jizz is creeping down her thighs. Can he do the dick crush already?!
...WAIT, NO! NOT LIKE THAT! ]
That's not what I--!
[ She nearly crashes into him when he comes to a stop. Please don't? She'd like to hide in the nearest closet, maybe?
Oh. Oh no. He's losing it. He's losing it more than she's been losing it. She can't focus on her own problems when his are right in front of her face! ]
H-Hey. It's. Um...
[ Awkward. So awkward. But she can't just leave him like this...
Impulse takes over in the same unfortunate way it had in the elevator. She grabs him and swoops him up into a hug. A friendly one, thank you. But, most importantly, it gets his face out of sight. If she saw it any longer, it'd haunt her for ages. ]
Don't worry about it. And don't worry about the dress. In fact, we can pretend none of it happened at all! What do you say?
[ What a swell, completely impossible idea. Her favorite. ]
[No, no, he wanted to run away. He can't run if she's hugging him like this. Yet it feels... Nice? However, he couldn't find the strength to push her away. Instead, hesitantly holds his arms up before completing the hug. Soundwave at least recognizes that it's a friendly hug. Or at least he so hopes that it's a friendly hug instead of anything more.]
Do you... Not hate me?
[He blurts out the first thing that comes to mind. Neither of them were themselves, but he feels like he treated her rather horribly and played with her feelings at the end. Despite the wound still present on his arm. Still the guilt is very much eating at him for he still cares for his friend at the end of the day.
Soundwave is not a crier. Well, his avatar looks like he's about to burst into tears, but technically he isn't crying. Right at this moment, where his real body is currently residing, his visor is glowing bright from the intense embarrassment and shame, and the avatar could only translate it into teary eyes.
Her suggestion, though?]
That.... Is for the best. We'll just... forget it all happened.
[Moving on and pretend nothing happened? Well, what do you know, it's also Soundwave's favorite. Adding another to the list of things Soundwave keeps deep inside him and to never acknowledge ever again. Surely, he won't explode from bottling up all his issues in the future.
Don't mind him not letting go of the hug for a little bit longer. But eventually, he's calmed himself down enough and breaks the hug, feeling a tiny bit better (But not really, though).]
You wanted breakfast, did you not? Let's... wash your face first at least.
[ Her body twitches in his grasp as she blinks in confusion. And she thought she was bad about being dramatic. At least she normally has a reason to be that way! What's his excuse? ]
Why would I hate you? None of that was our fault! It was all that stupid painting!
[ How convenient, having such an easy source to blame that clusterfuck on. Now she can completely absolve herself of shame with no worries. As if she hadn't already, but it's good to have his permission on top of it all. ]
Sooo, good! It's agreed! We have a small gap in our memories now!
[ It's almost as good as editing them out. She'll gladly take this real-world alternative. He gets an appreciative pat on his back as something weird stings at her chest. Something like guilt, maybe?
Hmm. Nah. Probably just the realization she'll have to edit out him calling her cute earlier, too. ]
Okay, then! We'll-- [ Hold on. If he hadn't broken the hug first, she'd have done it herself. ] There's no way I can get breakfast looking like this! I'm only wearing your coat thing! And I'm pretty sure I left my shoes back there...
[ They look like a fucking mess, she's trying to say. This attempt to forget what happened is off to an amazing start. Then, just like that, the thought of it makes her abruptly laugh. ]
Jeez. [ She pinches at her dress on him, laughing some more. ] I never thought I'd say someone's blood looks pretty while being covered in it, but...here I am.
I made you think I was about to stab you, did I not?
[Sure, he intentionally missed her because the part of him that couldn't hurt his friend took over, but as a good friend, he shouldn't have done something like that in the first place. And plenty more, really. That confession he made still plagued in his mind, despite his attempt to not think about it. That one in particular is what made him wanted to run away. But... she's right. All the blames lies on that stupid painting. In the end, it was that painting who created that bizarre situation and made them acted that way..]
I wish I could burn that painting down.
[Consequences be damned.
Enough about that cursed elevator, though. They want to forget it all, right? Besides, Soundwave is feeling a little better now and is back to his normal self. A stoic line face. Ah, he forgot his mask, as well, didn't he? Oh well, he can just rematerialize it.
Now the problem here is what Monika just pointed out.]
Hm, it's best we return to your room then. And let's use the stairs. [Might as well get some new set of clothes for her. Plus, it'll give him time to re-materialize his avatar, including getting rid these unsightly wound on him.
Her remark at the end gets a bit of a stare from Soundwave, then an amused huff. So much for trying to forget it all, but it is rather amusing to think back to that moment.]
You would not be the only one who thought that. [Just so she knows she wasn't alone on being weird like that.]
[ She gives a vague shrug at the stabbing thing. Water under the bridge! Mostly because it's probably the one thing she definitely wants to have no memory of. The way he looked down at her...it was something that made her wonder, for just a short time, if she'd looked the same when she did what was necessary to get what was hers.
Instead of saying much more about it, she just giggles and shrugs again. ]
If you set the painting on fire, make sure you invite me to watch~
[ Which is a little uncomfortable to say, since they'd been watched the entire time, doing all they did. Ugh, forgetting all this stuff was turning out to be harder than she anticipated. The rush of seeing him completely crushed beneath her heel...
No! Focus! She nods, heading towards one of the nearby staircases. ]
We've got a lot of stairs to go up, but...yeah. I'm avoiding the elevator for a while. [ She sighs deeply as she leads them on and starts climbing the stairs. ] And maybe less people will see us looking like we're covered in toxic waste, ehehe...
[ Which just draws her mind back to the video she looped--GODDAMMIT. Think about something else! Talk about something else! ]
Your coat! It's. Wow, so comfy. Can you control that? [ Wait. ] Now that I think about it, why didn't you just poof on more clothes instead of stealing mine?!
[Even if Monika didn't think it's a big deal and forgives him, it's still a guilt that'll remain in him. That'll be difficult to forget; the look of fear in her eyes because of him isn't a look he wanted to see again. And, if he had actually stabbed her, he wouldn't ever forgive himself.
Still, he chooses not to push the subject any more than necessary.]
I lent you my coat. It's only fair I took yours.
[Right? It makes sense to him.]
The actual reason why I did not just "poof"- [And yes, he did just airqoute with his fingers.] -more clothes is because I have to generate new clothes. You ruined my bodysuit, remember?
[He knows he really shouldn't be referring back to what happened in the elevator, but it's a bit difficult not to given the conversation. If she didn't tear it in half, it'll still be usable.]
It will take some time for me to materialize new clothes, and it takes a lot of energy to do so. [Gosh, he'll need a lot of refuel after this.]
[ She stops. Stares. Flails. Thank God his coat's long enough, because it'd be displaying her goods all over again otherwise. ]
That's not fair! You're naked all the time! It shouldn't be a big deal to stay naked!
[ It makes sense to her! More sense than whatever he's thinking!
So, yeah. Temporary hold on the forgetting part. Now that she's not aphro crazy, she has to show her pent up displeasure at his behavior and be typical-Monika crazy. ]
And don't blame that on me. You were being sassy! [ She points an accusatory finger at his face. ] Learn to submit to me better!
[ What an amazing "friend" here. So, so friendly. ]
[Oh, is she doing this now? Now of all times? Because Soundwave isn't about to lay down and tank those hits.]
I am not naked all the time. My armor is my "clothes". You should know that by now.
[She's seen it! If he's naked, his metal sausage would be hanging out all the time!]
I will submit whenever I feel like it. [And he returns an accusatory finger at her face!] And you need to learn better ways of making me submit to you than immediately threatening me with a knife. You didn't even hesitate to use it.
[As if the two looking like they just came out of a toxic swamp wasn't already attracting attention from the other guests, now they're bickering like a married couple]
[ Of course they're doing this. Hasn't she made it loud and clear she has no sense of doing things at the right time and place? ]
You're naked by human standards, which means you're naked because I say you're naked! Though...it does make me wonder where you keep your thing all the time. At least you're wearing underwear, I guess!
[ Back to not using the dirty word for his privates again. Ahh, it was nice while it lasted. ]
Besides! [ With a huff, she pushes his finger away, then steps in to keep (quietly!) arguing in his face. ] If it works, it works! I had to make sure I had your attention, especially when you could run up and squish me whenever you want to!
[ They're friends! Married friends! They can bicker as much as they want! ]
I do not care about human standards. By Cybertronian standards, I am not naked, so I can confidently say that I am not naked. And I do not think I need to answer that for you.
[Where else but inside him, of course. Does Soundwave knows Monika doesn't know Cybertronian anatomy? Definitely. Does he care to explain? No, definitely not. So, she can just keep wondering or let her imaginations run wild.
His eyes narrow at her and growls in irritation.]
.... You could've used literally anything else, but your first choice was a knife. And you used a stun gun for... I do not even know what possible reason there was for you using the stun gun.
You should care, because I care! You're here with me, and my opinion matters, too, Mr. I Do NoT ThInK I NeEd tO AnSwEr ThAt fOr YoU!
[ She's getting childish now. What else is new? If the Maiden could see them now, she'd be losing her mind with laughter. Her chaos continues, even when they've left her elevator ]
And wooow! I didn't know I asked for critique on my work! I was in the moment! Doing what felt right! [ Oh, no. She's getting louder. The staircase's acoustics aren't helping. ] Which, need I remind you, you really, really liked it! YOUR EVERYTHING IS ALL OVER ME!
What, do you expect me-- my real body --to wear clothes now? Or should my avatar be walking around in the resort naked because my real body is "naked", according to your standard? Don't be ridiculous.
[Oh Primus, here she goes getting loud again. Soundwave preemptively shields his ears with his hands when she starts yelling. Still hurts, but he isn't physically reeling in pain at least.
Now, to actually combat her remark.]
I.... [His mouth hangs open for a second, then closes, then opens up back again, only to not find a single argument against it] I...
[Okay, she actually got no argument from him there.]
Fine, I concede that I did enjoy it. More than I should have.... But I still think it was ridiculous of you to injure me to make me submit to you.
[ Wow, what the hell! He can't call out her illogical logic like that! Because it's--he's--this isn't fair! She's always right! ]
You're so infuriating! I don't know why I talk to you sometimes!
[ In short, she's mad that he's right, and she refuses to accept that. Therefore, shut up!
At least she's got something to be smug about. She laughs in triumph when he's forced to admit he's a freak. Unlike her, who is very normal. ]
Whatever. [ Finally, she's moving again, returning to climbing the stairs. ] I wasn't hurting you. Not really. It's not like I could stab or shock the real you. What's the big deal if you enjoyed it?
[ Not unless he's like a video game boss and has a hidden weak spot for her to attack. If so, game on. Show her the spike! ]
[Honestly, he feels the same. he's not sure why he talks to her, too. She's so.... Annoying! Infuriating! Confusing! He huffs, but when Monika starts moving again, he follows her up the stairs from behind.]
Because there's a chance of either my holoavatar generator burning out, or worse... a feedback-induced spark burnout. Death, in other words.
[Luckily, that did not happen, and if he had actually sense he was in real danger, he would've deactivate the avatar immediately. Had she aimed the knife at any "vital" spots, or shocked him any longer than she did, he would actually die.
Regardless, he made it out alive.]
If... [And he's emphasizing the "if" here because haha no way they're going to something that dumb again.] There is a next time, I do not mind you using a knife, just be careful to not "kill" the avatar.
[He lets out a sigh.]
... I can't believe you've awakened something new in me. [Yea, he's blaming her for his new kink.]
[ Ah. Interesting. This changes things, doesn't it? Which means she's stopping, yet again, to turn and yell at him. ]
Why didn't you say anything, then?! I don't want to hurt you that much! Or...do anything like...
[ She can't say the word. Death. Something about it always makes her flinch uncomfortably, usually when it's in the context of her being potentially responsible for it. But, as usual, she pushes the discomfort away. If she doesn't think of it, it doesn't exist. ]
Wh-Whatever. It was just that painting making me crazy. I'm not doing anything like that again. I'd...rather not hurt you.
[ As if you didn't like it, a voice taunts in her mind. As if the thought of killing him didn't get you off.
Monika grits her teeth, then carries on with a scowl. If she still had shoes on, she'd be making quite the racket, as hard as she's stomping her way up. ]
I didn't do anything! That was all you! Just like it was all you last night!
[That's all he could offer, really. The adrenaline and pleasure overridden what was supposed to be common sense to him, to warn her that what they were doing was risky to him. Just another guilt to pile atop of another.
I'd...rather not hurt you.
She... She doesn't sound convincing. But, Soundwave thinks it's best to not point it out, and honestly, he's fine with leaving it at that. That is until he made that remark at the end, which seems to have set Monika off.
Surprise flits across his face, then a scowl. Back here again. To petty bickering.]
What do you mean all me? You have as much to blame as me.
We were both so caught in the moment that it didn't feel wrong, and.... and besides... I know you enjoyed using that knife on me, hurting me.
[And in then, enjoy feeling the pain. They were both freaks.]
[ Her grip on the railing tightens as she moves. She can feel her rage rising, boiling up, and it's getting more difficult to put a lid on it. Even from a--God, what even are they anymore? Whatever they are, she hates when someone doesn't allow her to ignore her wrongs. Wrongs that aren't even wrong, because she hasn't done anything wrong!
She tries to stay quiet. She really does. Saying anything else is probably going to send them plunging off the cliff they're already clinging to. But this was going beyond petty. This, in her mind, was getting personal. ]
You don't know anything about me. Don't pretend like you do.
[ After growling out those denials, she looses a long, shaky breath. Good. She kept the worst of her rage under control. If he stops pressing the issue, she'll be fine. Don't make her have to confront these uncomfortable thoughts. Let her live in her delusion. Just shut up, Soundwave, and everything will be fine. ]
[Soundwave tries not to let his emotion seep into his expression. But he is without his mask and it is plain to see how displeased he is with Monika, hands clenching into fists, shaking from his own boiling anger. What is there to pretend? He's seen how she acted during those two moments they had. That tells him enough.
His eyes narrow at her for a minute longer before turning his gaze away with a huff. Soundwave knows when to not make the situation any worse than it already was.
They should've just dropped talking about what transpired in the elevator.
So, he doesn't say anything more. He feels a.... Little bad? For angering her, but he won't apologies. After all, why apologize when he didn't even say anything wrong? ..... Maybe he will when his own mind calm down from this trainwreck of a friendship they have, but right now, he's too irritated and angry with her.
When she starts moving again, he'll follow quietly from behind. Not a word during the climb up the stairs or even when they reach her room. If she doesn't say, it'll be fine. Things will settle down]
[ There's a dismissive huff of a laugh when she sees his displeasure. Amazing! An emotion! Has he finally realized how wrong he is? Good. He needed to.
She continues up the stairs as if she's made of stone, rigid and unyielding. There's a constant expectation that he's not going to listen. It'd be a sad thing if he didn't, because then he'd really see the dark side of her that keeps slipping out. He'd see the person who'd turn and stare with a smile, eyes dead and unfeeling, then promptly shove him down the stairs. If he was grievously injured? Blame his lack of balance. Blame the stairs. She'd have nothing to do with an untimely death.
All remains relatively calm, however. It soothes the fire in her. Things always go much better when he's a good little robot for her.
By the time they reach her room, she's better. Somewhat. Still stiff and standoffish, but she's at least no longer radiating murderous energy. Wordlessly, she opens her door, unceremoniously entering without bothering to wait and see if he's following. Tossing off his jacket almost immediately follows as she strides onward. Anger has a way of destroying her shame, much like being in the throes of passion does. ]
I'm taking a shower. You can do whatever you want.
[ Without waiting for a response, she disappears into one of the bathrooms. Ah. Perhaps she's not as okay as she thought she was. Maybe the shower would rinse away the last of the anger? Who knows.
Maybe he can use the time when he's left to his own devices to decide if this trainwreck is worth the bother. ]
same, because it takes real skill to make the afterglow more disastrous than the sex
Yeah! You know, it should be in a garden or a fancy restaurant or some kind of place that might not be here! Definitely not an elevator!
[ Which...yeah, it hasn't moved. She makes a face at the Maiden with him. Can you not, freaky virgin lady? How much more is there to see when Monika's sure she won't be able to walk properly for days? ]
Maybe we should get our clothes back on, at least? [ She looks back at him, making a weak effort to scoot away again. ] Or maybe cover up a little, since, um...blood...
[ Time for the thousand-yard stare. Someone's just realized there's no way to get back to her room without a very indecent walk of shame, because there's no way she's going to get breakfast anymore. Just shoot her now, please!
Come on, solution, come to her...! ]
Hey! I know! [ She holds up the wrist with her Watch--wait, gotta wipe some blood off on her hip--then waves it in his face. ] Send over a video of you "relieving" yourself! I bet that's hot and crazy!
[ What..... ]
omg it just gets worse and worse monika pls
This should cover you down to your thighs.
[Not her face and thighs, however. There are still streaks on blood visible on her, but they can probably find a bathroom and wash those off. As for him, he can probably materialize some new clothes.... Later, it'll take a bit of time to load and materialize new clothes for him, so he'll be entirely nude for the time being.
Soundwave is just about to sit back down and think of a plan of escape when Monika suddenly makes a... suggestion. A suggestion that gets Soundwave to stare at her dead in the eyes.
What.......................]
Uh... Sure?
[Normally Soundwave would be appalled by such a request, calling her crazy for even suggesting that idea, but... hey, aphro'ed brain thinks that's probably a good idea? Why his confused self thinks that's a good idea? Who knows, maybe because Monika think that'll be hot and crazy.
So, after some awkward silence, Monika will receive a ping from a user named Sanctuary. That's Soundwave. Soundwave- his avatar - is flushing a healthy red on his face, wanting to gaze away from his "lover" but unable to, curious to see her reaction to his real cock.
If she's brave enough to tap on the chat, she'll find a video.
And... Wow, that's definitely a cock right there! On the screen! A cock between his legs! An entirely metal cock that is way, way larger than the avatar's! It's decorated, too. With tiny gold accents along the white lengths on its sides, stripes of white along the blue cock head, and red biolight glows through what seems to be a thick sheen of lubricant.
No sound thankfully, but he is "relieving" himself, his own wet metal hand pumping up and down, spurting cum onto the pool in front of him between his legs.
Judging by the pool, he came at the same they all came together. Although his cum is the same glowing purple, much like his blood but thicker.]
monika logic™ at its finest!
But just as she's starting to think they're moving away from disaster and towards something that's slightly-less chaotic, of course the resort gets to have the last laugh. After standing and shrugging his jacket on, which is seriously romanti--NO--the notification hits. Wait, who's got such a snooty username? Why did he look at her that way?
Oh.
Monika's head snaps over to him, eyes liable to fall out of her head. He didn't. There's no way he did it. She can't even get him to say "jacking off" or things like that! No way he would actually dick pic her!
OH. ]
OH MY GOD!
[ His avatar can stare or not stare however much he'd like, because her eyes are not leaving that video. He's been hiding that giant monster of a metal sausage this entire time? And that's not even its full size! He could literally kill her with his dick if he was his normal size!!
...It's pretty, though. She's mesmerized. Kind of makes human ones look boring in comparison. Is it bad this is only increasing her temptation to actually see it? If only to touch it, just once. Or twice. Lots of times. Plus, how does his purple jizz taste--
No! No! She's thinking the word "no" so many times, it's becoming gibberish in her head. Monika snaps out of the daze of watching him--watching him for a long time, which is highly suspicious for someone that supposedly doesn't love him. She sputters, fumbling with the video controls...and projects the video into the elevator for everyone to enjoy instead of closing it as she intended. What a nice foursome this is now! ]
Oh fuck.
[ Oh fuck, indeed. Said "oh fuck" moment seems to please the Maiden, too, because look at that! The elevator's moving again! The humiliation's delicious. ]
the best funni logic
Also, ow ow ow ow ow. Perhaps he should've expected this, but Soundwave is caught off guard by her yell and reels back from the pain pressing his hands to his ears. Once that ringing subsides, he cracks one eye open to Monika still watching the video. Is she... Looping the video? He's pretty sure he sent a short video of himself.]
Monika...?
[Man, she sure has her eyes glued to her Watch. So, Soundwave just awkwardly stands around, waiting for her to... Stop watching the video? Please, he's getting redder the longer she watches. And... oh boy, it's going to hit him hard later that his first message in their chat history is a dick pic.
His cheeks feel like they're burning, but at least things couldn't get any embarrassing. Oh boy, did he jinx himself there. What follows after her fumbling is , his eyes blink rapidly at first, then they widen to it's fullest when he realizes that... That is a video. Of him jacking off. That is.......]
Monika.... [His voice is strained, his entire body shaking, trying to keep up his calm demeanor that was slowly coming back to him.] Monika, please stop projecting that.
[Please??? He's going to die from embarrassment if somebody enters the elevator. Wait- The elavator's moving. Oh Primus, the elevator's moving! And they're about to reach their floor. Scrap, this is terrible! Horrible! Never mind all the blood and stuff inside, he still needs time to load up his new holomatter clothes! Soundwave looks left and right, desperate for a solution, until his eyes find her dress and panties on the floor.
.....
Desperate times call for desperate measures. Soundwave quickly runs over to her clothes and quickly slips them on. It isn't his style at all, but at least he isn't naked anymore and that part is important. Although with all the blood on him, her cute white dress is ruined with purple. Actually he couldn't hide all the blood and wound on him with this dress...
But hey... Would you look at that? They exchanged clothes. How romantic.]
and it only gets worse lmaoooo
Another worry for her growing worry pile. The most pressing worry has her flailing around, trying to close the video that she was absolutely looping. Talk about embarrassed. Can he imagine how humiliating it is for someone her age to fail so hard with technology? She's never going to recover from this! It's awful! ]
Sorry! I'm sorry! I'm trying, it's just-- [ Christ, what is wrong with her Watch? Out, damned video! Out, she says! ] I swear they redid the layout since I last used it or something! And...
[ Finally, it's closed! ...Only for her to look up in time to see him grabbing her clothes. The squeak she lets out is so high, the nearby dog population must be going nuts. ]
Nonono, I really like that one...!
[ She whimpers, her arms falling to her sides in defeat. Why is this happening? What has she done to deserve all this suffering? She hangs her head, wishing to disappear into the dark pit under the elevator. Not that she can get such a wish. They've reached their floor, right to some impatient guests that'd been waiting, gawking at the sight that greets them. Yay!
So. Romantic. ]
Can you please come crush me with your dick now?
[ No, not that way. Just literally crush her, thanks. ]
o he's just ded
[For what it's worth, he does actually sound apologetic about ruining her pretty dress. Guess they have to do some shopping later. Maybe if it's possible for the two to be near each other. Gosh, can he even face Monika right now? He can't even look straight in her eyes anymore, and he'll avoid looking at her direction until they've reached their floor.
Oh Primus, of course there are people waiting for the elevator. Soundwave takes a deep breathes, closes his eyes, and wishes that Primus above would just strike him down with lightning where he stands...... Nope, he's going to ignore the guests. There's blood on the floor. There's blood on the wall. There's blood all over him. Totally normal. Get the staff to clean it all up. Excuse him, he's walking out of this terribly cursed elevator, thank you.
Wait, what did Monika say...?]
After everything you still want more...? Later.
[Of course his head goes with that meaning instead of literally crushing her with his junk. After everything, how else is he supposed to take it? But later, he says. Well, he wanted more too, but after... all the surprises and fumbles helped with getting rid of the aphrodisiac out of him, he's back to his normal, rational self. Hopefully Monika will forget about that offer.
Now that they're out of the elevator, Soundwave finally lets out a sigh of relief, only to stop in his track when realization hits him.]
I... Wait, back in the elevator, I said--
[Oh.
Oh no.
Oh no no no no no.
He did not.
Soundwave slaps his hands on his face as everything that happened in the elevator comes flooding back in his head, especially towards the end. It's coming back to him what he said and how he acted towards Monika was... was... Was unacceptable! He felt something. Something he shouldn't be feeling, brought forth by his mind tampered with the aphrodisiac. Wait, his mind was tampered with, so that couldn't had been true. He was so caught up in the moment that he just blurted out what was appropriate, right?
And did he seriously send a dick pic to her, too?! Oh, that just the cheery on top of this shit cake. Regret and guilt filled his expression, wishing so deeply to hide somewhere where no soul could ever find him. Soundwave turns towards Monika with his eyes peeking between his fingers, glowing red and watery, holding back tears from the sheer embarrassment of it all.]
Monika, I.... My... My apologies.
rip soundwave 2000024 - 2024
Ooof. Walking really is a struggle. And she's pretty sure gravity is doing its thing, since some of that jizz is creeping down her thighs. Can he do the dick crush already?!
...WAIT, NO! NOT LIKE THAT! ]
That's not what I--!
[ She nearly crashes into him when he comes to a stop. Please don't? She'd like to hide in the nearest closet, maybe?
Oh. Oh no. He's losing it. He's losing it more than she's been losing it. She can't focus on her own problems when his are right in front of her face! ]
H-Hey. It's. Um...
[ Awkward. So awkward. But she can't just leave him like this...
Impulse takes over in the same unfortunate way it had in the elevator. She grabs him and swoops him up into a hug. A friendly one, thank you. But, most importantly, it gets his face out of sight. If she saw it any longer, it'd haunt her for ages. ]
Don't worry about it. And don't worry about the dress. In fact, we can pretend none of it happened at all! What do you say?
[ What a swell, completely impossible idea. Her favorite. ]
i light a candle for his soul rip
Do you... Not hate me?
[He blurts out the first thing that comes to mind. Neither of them were themselves, but he feels like he treated her rather horribly and played with her feelings at the end. Despite the wound still present on his arm. Still the guilt is very much eating at him for he still cares for his friend at the end of the day.
Soundwave is not a crier. Well, his avatar looks like he's about to burst into tears, but technically he isn't crying. Right at this moment, where his real body is currently residing, his visor is glowing bright from the intense embarrassment and shame, and the avatar could only translate it into teary eyes.
Her suggestion, though?]
That.... Is for the best. We'll just... forget it all happened.
[Moving on and pretend nothing happened? Well, what do you know, it's also Soundwave's favorite. Adding another to the list of things Soundwave keeps deep inside him and to never acknowledge ever again. Surely, he won't explode from bottling up all his issues in the future.
Don't mind him not letting go of the hug for a little bit longer. But eventually, he's calmed himself down enough and breaks the hug, feeling a tiny bit better (But not really, though).]
You wanted breakfast, did you not? Let's... wash your face first at least.
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Why would I hate you? None of that was our fault! It was all that stupid painting!
[ How convenient, having such an easy source to blame that clusterfuck on. Now she can completely absolve herself of shame with no worries. As if she hadn't already, but it's good to have his permission on top of it all. ]
Sooo, good! It's agreed! We have a small gap in our memories now!
[ It's almost as good as editing them out. She'll gladly take this real-world alternative. He gets an appreciative pat on his back as something weird stings at her chest. Something like guilt, maybe?
Hmm. Nah. Probably just the realization she'll have to edit out him calling her cute earlier, too. ]
Okay, then! We'll-- [ Hold on. If he hadn't broken the hug first, she'd have done it herself. ] There's no way I can get breakfast looking like this! I'm only wearing your coat thing! And I'm pretty sure I left my shoes back there...
[ They look like a fucking mess, she's trying to say. This attempt to forget what happened is off to an amazing start. Then, just like that, the thought of it makes her abruptly laugh. ]
Jeez. [ She pinches at her dress on him, laughing some more. ] I never thought I'd say someone's blood looks pretty while being covered in it, but...here I am.
[ Hmmmm. ]
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[Sure, he intentionally missed her because the part of him that couldn't hurt his friend took over, but as a good friend, he shouldn't have done something like that in the first place. And plenty more, really. That confession he made still plagued in his mind, despite his attempt to not think about it. That one in particular is what made him wanted to run away. But... she's right. All the blames lies on that stupid painting. In the end, it was that painting who created that bizarre situation and made them acted that way..]
I wish I could burn that painting down.
[Consequences be damned.
Enough about that cursed elevator, though. They want to forget it all, right? Besides, Soundwave is feeling a little better now and is back to his normal self. A stoic line face. Ah, he forgot his mask, as well, didn't he? Oh well, he can just rematerialize it.
Now the problem here is what Monika just pointed out.]
Hm, it's best we return to your room then. And let's use the stairs. [Might as well get some new set of clothes for her. Plus, it'll give him time to re-materialize his avatar, including getting rid these unsightly wound on him.
Her remark at the end gets a bit of a stare from Soundwave, then an amused huff. So much for trying to forget it all, but it is rather amusing to think back to that moment.]
You would not be the only one who thought that. [Just so she knows she wasn't alone on being weird like that.]
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Instead of saying much more about it, she just giggles and shrugs again. ]
If you set the painting on fire, make sure you invite me to watch~
[ Which is a little uncomfortable to say, since they'd been watched the entire time, doing all they did. Ugh, forgetting all this stuff was turning out to be harder than she anticipated. The rush of seeing him completely crushed beneath her heel...
No! Focus! She nods, heading towards one of the nearby staircases. ]
We've got a lot of stairs to go up, but...yeah. I'm avoiding the elevator for a while. [ She sighs deeply as she leads them on and starts climbing the stairs. ] And maybe less people will see us looking like we're covered in toxic waste, ehehe...
[ Which just draws her mind back to the video she looped--GODDAMMIT. Think about something else! Talk about something else! ]
Your coat! It's. Wow, so comfy. Can you control that? [ Wait. ] Now that I think about it, why didn't you just poof on more clothes instead of stealing mine?!
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Still, he chooses not to push the subject any more than necessary.]
I lent you my coat. It's only fair I took yours.
[Right? It makes sense to him.]
The actual reason why I did not just "poof"- [And yes, he did just airqoute with his fingers.] -more clothes is because I have to generate new clothes. You ruined my bodysuit, remember?
[He knows he really shouldn't be referring back to what happened in the elevator, but it's a bit difficult not to given the conversation. If she didn't tear it in half, it'll still be usable.]
It will take some time for me to materialize new clothes, and it takes a lot of energy to do so. [Gosh, he'll need a lot of refuel after this.]
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That's not fair! You're naked all the time! It shouldn't be a big deal to stay naked!
[ It makes sense to her! More sense than whatever he's thinking!
So, yeah. Temporary hold on the forgetting part. Now that she's not aphro crazy, she has to show her pent up displeasure at his behavior and be typical-Monika crazy. ]
And don't blame that on me. You were being sassy! [ She points an accusatory finger at his face. ] Learn to submit to me better!
[ What an amazing "friend" here. So, so friendly. ]
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I am not naked all the time. My armor is my "clothes". You should know that by now.
[She's seen it! If he's naked, his metal sausage would be hanging out all the time!]
I will submit whenever I feel like it. [And he returns an accusatory finger at her face!] And you need to learn better ways of making me submit to you than immediately threatening me with a knife. You didn't even hesitate to use it.
[As if the two looking like they just came out of a toxic swamp wasn't already attracting attention from the other guests, now they're bickering like a married couple]
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You're naked by human standards, which means you're naked because I say you're naked! Though...it does make me wonder where you keep your thing all the time. At least you're wearing underwear, I guess!
[ Back to not using the dirty word for his privates again. Ahh, it was nice while it lasted. ]
Besides! [ With a huff, she pushes his finger away, then steps in to keep (quietly!) arguing in his face. ] If it works, it works! I had to make sure I had your attention, especially when you could run up and squish me whenever you want to!
[ They're friends! Married friends! They can bicker as much as they want! ]
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[Where else but inside him, of course. Does Soundwave knows Monika doesn't know Cybertronian anatomy? Definitely. Does he care to explain? No, definitely not. So, she can just keep wondering or let her imaginations run wild.
His eyes narrow at her and growls in irritation.]
.... You could've used literally anything else, but your first choice was a knife. And you used a stun gun for... I do not even know what possible reason there was for you using the stun gun.
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[ She's getting childish now. What else is new? If the Maiden could see them now, she'd be losing her mind with laughter. Her chaos continues, even when they've left her elevator ]
And wooow! I didn't know I asked for critique on my work! I was in the moment! Doing what felt right! [ Oh, no. She's getting louder. The staircase's acoustics aren't helping. ] Which, need I remind you, you really, really liked it! YOUR EVERYTHING IS ALL OVER ME!
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[Oh Primus, here she goes getting loud again. Soundwave preemptively shields his ears with his hands when she starts yelling. Still hurts, but he isn't physically reeling in pain at least.
Now, to actually combat her remark.]
I.... [His mouth hangs open for a second, then closes, then opens up back again, only to not find a single argument against it] I...
[Okay, she actually got no argument from him there.]
Fine, I concede that I did enjoy it. More than I should have.... But I still think it was ridiculous of you to injure me to make me submit to you.
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You're so infuriating! I don't know why I talk to you sometimes!
[ In short, she's mad that he's right, and she refuses to accept that. Therefore, shut up!
At least she's got something to be smug about. She laughs in triumph when he's forced to admit he's a freak. Unlike her, who is very normal. ]
Whatever. [ Finally, she's moving again, returning to climbing the stairs. ] I wasn't hurting you. Not really. It's not like I could stab or shock the real you. What's the big deal if you enjoyed it?
[ Not unless he's like a video game boss and has a hidden weak spot for her to attack. If so, game on. Show her the spike! ]
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Because there's a chance of either my holoavatar generator burning out, or worse... a feedback-induced spark burnout. Death, in other words.
[Luckily, that did not happen, and if he had actually sense he was in real danger, he would've deactivate the avatar immediately. Had she aimed the knife at any "vital" spots, or shocked him any longer than she did, he would actually die.
Regardless, he made it out alive.]
If... [And he's emphasizing the "if" here because haha no way they're going to something that dumb again.] There is a next time, I do not mind you using a knife, just be careful to not "kill" the avatar.
[He lets out a sigh.]
... I can't believe you've awakened something new in me. [Yea, he's blaming her for his new kink.]
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Why didn't you say anything, then?! I don't want to hurt you that much! Or...do anything like...
[ She can't say the word. Death. Something about it always makes her flinch uncomfortably, usually when it's in the context of her being potentially responsible for it. But, as usual, she pushes the discomfort away. If she doesn't think of it, it doesn't exist. ]
Wh-Whatever. It was just that painting making me crazy. I'm not doing anything like that again. I'd...rather not hurt you.
[ As if you didn't like it, a voice taunts in her mind. As if the thought of killing him didn't get you off.
Monika grits her teeth, then carries on with a scowl. If she still had shoes on, she'd be making quite the racket, as hard as she's stomping her way up. ]
I didn't do anything! That was all you! Just like it was all you last night!
[ Back to petty bickering it is, then. ]
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[That's all he could offer, really. The adrenaline and pleasure overridden what was supposed to be common sense to him, to warn her that what they were doing was risky to him. Just another guilt to pile atop of another.
I'd...rather not hurt you.
She... She doesn't sound convincing. But, Soundwave thinks it's best to not point it out, and honestly, he's fine with leaving it at that. That is until he made that remark at the end, which seems to have set Monika off.
Surprise flits across his face, then a scowl. Back here again. To petty bickering.]
What do you mean all me? You have as much to blame as me.
We were both so caught in the moment that it didn't feel wrong, and.... and besides... I know you enjoyed using that knife on me, hurting me.
[And in then, enjoy feeling the pain. They were both freaks.]
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She tries to stay quiet. She really does. Saying anything else is probably going to send them plunging off the cliff they're already clinging to. But this was going beyond petty. This, in her mind, was getting personal. ]
You don't know anything about me. Don't pretend like you do.
[ After growling out those denials, she looses a long, shaky breath. Good. She kept the worst of her rage under control. If he stops pressing the issue, she'll be fine. Don't make her have to confront these uncomfortable thoughts. Let her live in her delusion. Just shut up, Soundwave, and everything will be fine. ]
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His eyes narrow at her for a minute longer before turning his gaze away with a huff. Soundwave knows when to not make the situation any worse than it already was.
They should've just dropped talking about what transpired in the elevator.
So, he doesn't say anything more. He feels a.... Little bad? For angering her, but he won't apologies. After all, why apologize when he didn't even say anything wrong? ..... Maybe he will when his own mind calm down from this trainwreck of a friendship they have, but right now, he's too irritated and angry with her.
When she starts moving again, he'll follow quietly from behind. Not a word during the climb up the stairs or even when they reach her room. If she doesn't say, it'll be fine. Things will settle down]
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She continues up the stairs as if she's made of stone, rigid and unyielding. There's a constant expectation that he's not going to listen. It'd be a sad thing if he didn't, because then he'd really see the dark side of her that keeps slipping out. He'd see the person who'd turn and stare with a smile, eyes dead and unfeeling, then promptly shove him down the stairs. If he was grievously injured? Blame his lack of balance. Blame the stairs. She'd have nothing to do with an untimely death.
All remains relatively calm, however. It soothes the fire in her. Things always go much better when he's a good little robot for her.
By the time they reach her room, she's better. Somewhat. Still stiff and standoffish, but she's at least no longer radiating murderous energy. Wordlessly, she opens her door, unceremoniously entering without bothering to wait and see if he's following. Tossing off his jacket almost immediately follows as she strides onward. Anger has a way of destroying her shame, much like being in the throes of passion does. ]
I'm taking a shower. You can do whatever you want.
[ Without waiting for a response, she disappears into one of the bathrooms. Ah. Perhaps she's not as okay as she thought she was. Maybe the shower would rinse away the last of the anger? Who knows.
Maybe he can use the time when he's left to his own devices to decide if this trainwreck is worth the bother. ]
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