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TDM 03


【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.
Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.
Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.
All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】

DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?



The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.
Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.
"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"
In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.

FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR



【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."

SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS



The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"

PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE



👩🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩🦰
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.

PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
OOC NOTES
BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. 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 April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
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No way! Do you know how annoying it'd be to have the staff in my room all day to fix that? And I'd hate not having my bathtub!
[ Where else can she cry and clean herself at the same time in the most comfortable way? Crying in the shower isn't as relaxing!
Yeah, it's obvious someone's gotten far too used to being in the lap of luxury, and is mostly oblivious to that fact. She huffs at his disregard for her comfort, but...she is smiling as they make their way down. Just a little. ]
It hasn't happened to me again recently, but there's always a chance. [ She grimaces. ] I try to only go in them alone. I figure a solo...show wouldn't be enough for those pervs.
[ The silence that follows from her is now awkward. Say nothing else about them going fucking crazy in the elevator! Don't even think it! ]
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[Actually, now he wonders if he still has his room after being away for so long. Or, is he now reassigned to a new room? Damn it, he'll have to go back to the receptionist and pray that it isn't the same person who screwed things up earlier.]
Better safe than.... having to put on a show for them with someone. Still wish I have something with me to burn those voyeur paintings. [Luckily, he's actively not thinking about their Elevator Experience™ and moves on to a different topic.] So... Have you been making friends?
[He hopes so. Monika's better at making friends than him, so he believes that she already has some. Otherwise if she hadn't, it might just pile onto his guilt for leaving her unintentionally.]
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I haven't had to use, er. That elevator since then. So.
[ ...And that's all there is to say about that, too! Not that the next topic is any easier. Things just keep getting more and more complicated. ]
Anyway. Um. Yeah! [ She nods, but finds it hard to keep her eyes on his visor. ] I've met some people.
[ She says nothing more, which probably says plenty. ]
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.... Oh, I see.
[Now he feels extra terrible. Well, it's time to move on from that! It's not his idea to make his friend upset for their reunion. So, he rests his free hand atop her head, lightly ruffling her hair.]
Let's make up for lost time. Shall we?
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[ Part of her really wanted to say more. She is happy she's met new people. If she hadn't, he'd be talking to an even worse version of herself, tending more towards violent self-destruction. But she has people that care about her. She has people she cares for. She has people that she...
Her shoulders hunch. No amount of denial can stop her heart from wanting what it wants. Some of those "friends" she's made? They were more than friends. Some of those relationships came with levels of denial rivaling what she and Soundwave shared, but there's so much more worry that comes with it now that he's returned. Will he think she moved on and forgot about him? Will he think she doesn't care anymore...?
She squeaks at the touch of his hand, jarred out of her anxiety. Her head turns back to him, blinking, then giggles a little. Some of the weight lifts off her shoulders and she straightens back up. ]
Aww, come on! My hair's already messy enough. Don't make it worse!
[ They're more than a little halfway down the stairs. Wild impulse is building. Despite all the ways she's changed since they were last together, nothing has changed when it comes to her muddled up feelings for him. Someone passes them, disappearing through a door, then--
Monika uses their linked hands to shove him into a corner of the stairwell, then she presses her lips to his mask, just as passionately as she would with any normal kiss. Just as if he were himself, tall and imposing, the mech that'd left such a permanent mark on her. It's meant to be a fleeting thing. Nothing that'd be a repeat of their romp in the elevator. Just enough to make sure he knows he still rests deeply in her heart. ]
I missed you, Soundwave.
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Sorry not sorry, but he's going to make her hair messier.]
Mmh? I missed you, too, Monika.
[Silly to say that when it's been less than a day in his perspective. But he can't lie that the hours he wasn't with her was occasionally spent wishing she was by his side again.
While he's confident that he cares deeply for him still, it does terminate what little doubt was left in him that Monika might've moved on from him. His hand reaches up to her face and his fingertips trace over the bottom of her lips. It's not a large metal hand, but it still feels nice tracing along the soft lips.
It's just them here. He can afford to do this; Soundwave pulls his mask down, the visor dissipates in pixels, so Monika can have a good look at his- his avatar's face.]
Would be better without this in the way. Now, hurry...
[Before someone else comes down and catches the sight of them. His eyes flutter close and his lips pucker, ready for Monika.]
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She shivers when he confirms her hopes with his words. Fine, he has permission to mess up her hair all he wants. ]
Know what? I think that's the best thing I've heard all day.
[ Her eyes fall shut again as he touches her. She's tempted to take his finger into her mouth once it brushes against her lip, but she limits herself to a light kiss. After being without him for so long, it doesn't matter which of his hands is touching her. It's all perfect.
When she opens her eyes, she gasps to see his face staring back. Her heart races, faster and faster. It'll never get old, knowing he's willing to show her a part of him no one else gets to see. She sighs with want, reaching up to hold his cheek as her forehead can now rest against his. As much as she'd like to cut down on doing naughty things in public, the dangerous thrill of doing it with him... ]
Don't tell me what to do, you grump.
[ That doesn't stop her from bringing her other hand up to grasp his jawline and give him the kiss she's dreamt of for weeks. Hungry. Passionate. Full of all the pent-up desire for him that's been trapped inside with nowhere to go. He's here again. He's hers. ]
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And... ah, her hand taking hold of his jawline.
Even after everything that occurred between them, there's just something about Monika's possessive hold that gets him excited, pull his gaze to her, to demand him to hold his head in place for her. His own hand continues to ruffle her hair while the other subconsciously moves down her along her spine before settling to cup at her butt.
In the kiss, he can feel all the pent-up affection and hunger pouring into his mouth, along with his tongue prodding at her tongue to lavish with her, playing along, messy but loving. He'll let her kiss him for however long she wants. He doesn't mind. He doesn't need that pesky little thing like breathing.
Whenever Monika decides to end the kiss, he breathes out a soft sigh. His stoic softens up a little thanks to her passion, allowing himself some affection and fondness, cheeks flushed pink. Just for her eyes alone.]
So, you've missed me that much?
[He sneaks in a quick kiss to her lips.]
That's enough of that. We are delaying our reunion.... and I can hear people climbing the stairs. [A pause.] We can... Do more later?
[More kisses? Something more... Intimate? Physical? He'll let her decide what he meant with more. As for now, he's tugging her a little to get off him.]
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He's not making it easy for her, either. The press of his hand brings their bodies closer, pushing on her chest and affecting her very-human need to breathe. Or, is it just him, so obviously into her? Always so willing to submit to her whims?
Monika draws back, green eyes meeting his red. She pants, tempted to continue melting against him. With how little fabric is in the way between them, she could feel everything. It'd be so, so easy to just take him right here. ]
I never stopped missing you that much.
[ Sure enough, someone's approaching from below. She whimpers in disappointment, so soft that only he'd be able to hear it. Then, reluctantly, she steps away. Not without a parting squeeze to his cheek. A reminder that she was allowing this. If she wanted to keep going, she would. ]
We can talk more about "later" when we're together. [ Her hand takes his, then she pulls him along, using each step downward to calm herself. Barely. ] After we've had time to just...talk.
[ Despite her desires, she's been getting to know too many people only in the sheets. She wants some normalcy. Intimacy without the sexual part. Just...being with him. For as long as she can resist the inevitable pull of his body. ]
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As Monika pulls him back up to his feet, he pulls his mask back up, hiding the flush lingering on his face.]
That's fine with me. I... Like doing anything with you.
[It will never not be embarrassing to admit that. But, he'll allow a bit of honesty after that show of intimacy. She deserves to know he enjoys his time with her. Even if all they do is just talk all day, he's sure to enjoy her presence next to him.
Shifting his hand to interlace fingers with her, they descend the stairs together. He's at his usual spot in the garage. But before they get to him, Soundwave has one thing to say to her as they leave the stairway. It's not the most pleasant topic especially when Monika is happy to see him back, but... he feels he needed to say this.]
Monika... [His tone is a little somber.] If I were to disappear again, can you promise me something?
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[ He'll really get her going if he does! She is not above shoving him into a bathroom and going at it! She's, uh...yeah, never mind.
She figures they'll spend the rest of the journey in some state of silence, volleying between awkward and lustful, but he surprises her. Her head tilts at his change in tone, something that puts out the embers he'd left smoldering in her.
Oh. ]
U-Um. Well.
[ Do they have to think about that now? Can't they have this moment without something like that hanging over them? If they acknowledge he may disappear again, he's going to make it happen... ]
Promise you what?
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I can't keep my first promise to you anymore, but... Promise you'll wait for me.
[He stops and turns to face her fully, visor meeting with her emerald.]
No matter how long I may be gone, wait for me. I'll come back to see you.
[He won't know if he'll disappear again this time, or how long he'll disappear for. One week? One month? More than two months? No, he can't predict the future at all. But, weirdly enough there's confidence in his voice- confident that he'll find his way back to Monika.]
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Monika blinks away some tears, then forces herself to breathe evenly before she can begin to hyperventilate. ]
I don't know if I can handle you leaving again...
[ Without thinking, she draws him in, wrapping her arms around him. Shaking. Just let her forget the pain. ]
Can't you just stay? Don't let them kick you out this time. Then I don't have to wait again. [ Her grip tightens from her desperation. ] Ever.
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His arms wrap around her shaking body in a tight hug, his chin resting on her shoulder as he provides comfort to her.
It's easy to tell her that he'll stay, make a promise that will certainly make her happy. But he can't. Unfortunately for her, Soundwave can't make that lie to her, and he doesn't want to make the same mistake if he leaves. Where Monika would delude herself, he has to tell the truth, so Monika can better prepare for it in the case that he's separated from her once again.]
... Until I know what cause my disappearance or why I cannot stay, I am afraid I have no control over it.
[He knows that is not an answer Monika wanted to hear, but he can't lie to her. He can't make any promises until he knows for sure his stay in this resort is either permanent or temporary. For her sake, he hopes it's the former, but--]
If I leave, then I want you to stay strong. Have faith in me, Monika. I will come back to you and will keep coming back until... until this resort allows me to stay with you.
[Hesitantly, he peels Monika off him and cups her chin, gently coaxing her to lift her head up. His other hand wipes away the tears falling down her cheek, brushing them away with his fingers.]
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[ The last of her desperate delusion crumbles away, and she trembles from holding in a sob. Stupid Soundwave, always forcing her to face the truth. He could've made this one exception for her. Just this once...
It's hard to let go of her usual coping mechanism, but she has to. He's right. There's always a chance their time together may be short again. But there's always a chance it won't be--
No. Face reality. Be strong. Have faith. Believe in him. ]
...You'd better keep this promise.
[ Her eyes close briefly as he touches her face, removing what tears had fallen. Such a stubborn grump, always trying to hide what a softy he is inside. Isn't she so lucky to have uncovered his biggest secret? ]
I'll wait for you. [ She places her hands on his, then turns her head to kiss his palm on her cheek. ] For as long as it takes.
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While he has no evidence whatsoever that he'll come back again, he'll make it happen. For Monika's sake. He'll come visit her.
After drying off her tears and the kiss to his palm, he then moves to ruffle her hair some more, messing it up more. Sorry, Monika. He likes to pet his friends head, and that's just something she'll have to expect from now on.]
So long as you keep your faith in me strong, I promise.
[Soundwave takes a short look around, and after making sure that there's only a few people around and they aren't looking their way... he leans forward to press his mask on her lips. A short one, though, because they just keep delaying their reunion.]
I apologize for the detour. Now, let's get moving.
[Now, they can enjoy the rest of their limited time together.]
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[ Time that was so much more precious now. Time she was going to utilize to the fullest. She wipes away the last remnants of her tears, then smiles her strongest yet. ]
Unless this is just some ploy for you to--
[ Her gasp shoots in through her nose, since her lips are suddenly occupied. Goodness. He's getting bold. She sinks into the kiss, brief as it may be. When he pulls away, her knees a little weak. It's one thing for her to snatch up what PDA she can get. For him to do it? Jeez, insisting on only talking to him might be difficult after all. ]
You're. Er. [ She clears her throat. ] It's fine!
[ Onward, then! With a few uneven steps on her end before she recovers. The garage isn't too far now. Knowing that has her heart going insane, more than that kiss had. ]
You keep this up, you're going to give me a thing for masks, you know. Are you sure you want that?
[ She births a kink, he births a kink. Perfectly balanced! ]
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Oh, he can sense how excited she is the closer they are to him. and... Likewise, he's getting excited. He's at his usual spot, so it wouldn't be hard to find him.]
I thought you already had a thing for masks.
[Said as if that's been the truth.]
You kissed my mask first.
[Nope! Not taking any responsibility for that! ... Notably, he doesn't say anything about if he wants that or not for her.]
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You're almost always wearing it! What else was I supposed to do? I'm not going to try taking it off without your permission!
[ She waves away some staff members greeting her and asking if she needs help with anything. Usually, she takes them up on the offer in some form, mainly to request some Birdbucks so she doesn't have to walk her way to one. Today? They're ignored. No thoughts, only Soundwave!
As they near the exit to the parking garage, she grumbles. She hates being very unfairly called out! ]
You didn't stop me! [ She points! Accusingly! ] You like it, too!
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You could've asked. I'll be willing to take the mask off for you.
[Just the avatar's mask, though. Not the mech's faceplate. That is an entirely different matter. Good to see that the staff members are treating her well, though.
Now he has the urge to go Birdbucks with her. Not right now, they have a destination in mind!
Just as they enter the parking garage, he give Monika a casual shrug.]
I was too shocked when you suddenly shoved me. By that point, it was too late for me to do anything. You were kissing my mask passionately.
[Suspiciously not denying that he likes it.
The great thing about wearing a mask? Monika likely couldn't tell he's smirking at her. That's for all the teasing!]
Perhaps from now, I'll keep the mask on whenever you want a kiss?
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It was a spontaneous moment of passion! Asking for that would've ruined it!
[ What if someone following her love story saw? They have to have good scenes to add to it! The really good and steamy stuff!
She can't tell he's smirking at her, but she can sense him being a jerk. Time for him to get a flick to the forehead! ]
Don't try to make this a thing! If anyone makes it a thing, it'll be me!
[ Just to drive that in, she's knocking on his metal now, since they've arrived at his spot. Funny how time flies when you're being a jerk! ]
Knock knock! I'm here to have some words with you in person!
[ And shut up, that wasn't her excitement making her voice shake a little. ]
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Guess he is having fun, huh....
He grumbles after the knocking.]
You didn't need to knock on me, Monika.
[It's amazing, even when he's a vehicle one could sense the heavy eyeroll in his sentence. Before the avatar dissipates, since there's no need to have it active right now, the avatar pulls Monika back so Soundwave can have his space to transform to his mech form. It's an instantaneous process, then he crouches down to one knee to meet with Monika's face.]
Now, what it is you want to say, Monika?
[Smug. He sounds a little smug.]
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Her heart's going to stop at this rate. This jerk. ]
I. Well.
[ She clears her throat, putting on the air of indignation he deserves. Following that up with a huff, she crosses her arms and turns her face away. At least she's calmed down from the shock of him transforming, too. Double jerk! ]
...You've got dust on you. Go get a car wash!
[ Take that! ]
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Then, he tilts his head to the side over what she just said.]
I see. I will take a shower later, thank you.
[Okay, fine. Maybe there is a bit of dust on him since he pretty much hang around here for days. He'll just brush off some dust on his him with his hand, as a start.
Anyway, that's enough bullying. He is satisfied. And here comes a large metal hand pressing lightly atop her head.]
It is good to see you again, Monika.
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[ She's trying to sound all big and bad with this, but getting a headpat? Not helping. That big hand has her melting like ice cream on a summer day. Ice cream that's doing its best to stifle happy little noises and failing.
Fine. She'll look back at him. Only because she's very generous ice cream! ]
It's...good to see you, too, Waveypoo.
[ Ha! Gotcha! But she'll make up for it by shuffling forward and giving him a hug. Mildly awkward, because size differences, but she'll find a way to get her arms around some part of him. ]
I don't mind any dust, you old grump. Just as long as you're here with me.
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3/4 i lied lmao
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bruh i just realized i flubbed a line up there :<
aw dang! if you ever need me to delete something so you can edit just lmk!
<3 it's no big deal but sure! that's what i get splitting my focus between 3 diff things at once :x
aww rip in peace
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blanket cw for extreme kinks
rip soundy
he'll be fiiiine
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cw: self harm >>
there's something wrong with these two idk what
it's ok i accept my shame
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cw: suicidal ideation
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