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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.
aw dang! if you ever need me to delete something so you can edit just lmk!
[ She smiles. It is nice, seeing little bits and pieces of him like this. Whether it's telling her the truth, leaving his mask down, doing things with her he wouldn't do with others...yeah. She's all sorts of happy. If all those emotions radiating off of her aren't making her glow, it's a miracle. ]
It's...fate.
[ And if ever there was something she was never afraid to admit to being in love with, it was that.
Her smile disappears with a gasp, only because he's shocking her with his sudden boldness. Her heart hammers faster. He's so warm. Is he brimming with desire while tucked away in the garage, just like she is here in his arms? She doesn't manage another word, just a squeak as he nears. Another squeak follows when his mouth presses against hers, then one second, two, and she melts against him. Yes. A detour would be good. Just a small one.
Her hands slide to his shoulders to grasp him there as she deepens the kiss, easing her tongue past his lips. He's sweet. Butterscotch lingers on his tongue. She missed this. Missed him. He was no longer trapped in her memories, and now, she could make more with him.
For granting her this? He could detour her for as long as he wanted, now and in the future. ]
<3 it's no big deal but sure! that's what i get splitting my focus between 3 diff things at once :x
Aside from the heat rising in his chest, it brings about feelings inside him. Good and warm feelings that flutters inside. Even though it hasn't been long since they last kissed back in the stairwell, this... feels different, somehow. Though he likes the kiss back then and thought it warm, this feels nicer and warmer.
Hence why he keeps their lips sealed together for a long time, longer than their longest kiss. The dance between their tongues continues, both savoring the taste lingering in their mouths... Alas, Monika is a human. Much he likes to keep the kiss going longer, she needs to breath, and if she ever shows sign that she's lacking air, Soundwave pulls out. A soft sigh escapes him as he leans his head back, leaving the trail of saliva stretched between them, half-lidded crimson eyes staring back at Monika.]
You tasted sweeter than I last remember.
[No doubt thanks to the butterscotch and drink. It makes him want to go back to her lips and tongue for another taste, but he stops himself and goes to kiss her on the lips instead since Monika likely needs a breather or two.
Then, he rests his forehead on hers while he pants lightly, eyes closed, hugging her tighter.]
I'll let you decide when you want us to continue the maze. [But before that, he actually does have another request.] Before that, can I.... Can I listen to your heartbeat? Like... how we did before.
aww rip in peace
Thankfully, he's looking out for her, eventually pulling away before she can completely starve herself of oxygen. It was getting pretty dicey there, the heavy breaths shooting in and out of her nose not nearly enough to keep her from getting dizzy. Or maybe that was just him? The effect he always seems to have on her?
When they've parted, she licks her lips, breaking the thin trail that connects them, savoring her last morsel. ]
Ahaha. Funny. I was going to say the same thing to you.
[ Another kiss, then it's another moment of sweet respite, safe and warm in his arms. She shifts her hands to his back, stroking lightly, sneaking a few soft pecks whenever she can't stop herself. ]
The maze isn't going anywhere, okay? You're more important.
[ Flowers are such fleeting things. Her time with him may be, too. Of things that may be around for a short time, she'd rather have him. ]
Of course. [ At last, she tears herself away, just a little, then moves them over to the bench, never letting go as they sink down together. ]
You'd better get comfortable. I may not let you move for a while, you know~
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Fine by me.
[He murmurs. He'll be fine with them just staying together like this for hours, or even the entire day. Just the two of them together. The rest of the world shut off and not matter one bit.
Unfortunately, time is potentially short for them. Knowing that he could disappear, but not knowing when? They might as well make the best of their time together before the resort suddenly tears him away from Monika's embrace again. But for now, they can just rest easy in each other's embrace.
A small peck to her cheek before he dips his head down to her chest and presses his ear against her chest.
Soft as always, he likes them as much as he'd deny how much he likes them, but it isn't his primary focus right now. His arms even choose to wrap around her waist in a loose hug and shifts a little to get himself comfortable on the bench, nuzzling against Monika, listening to the beats of her heart.]
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[ An improvement! Totally.
But she means it well. She saves all of her dumbest nicknames for those she cares about the most. Nicknames are their own kind of affection. A sign that someone's name is so buried deep into her mind, just the one isn't enough. She has to have more than one way to show how much having that gift of a connection means to her.
Just as her heart had when they first did this, something that feels like millennia ago, it's beating wildly, especially whenever she imagines what he must be hearing. Is it too much? Too loud? But seeing him this way, quiet and content...gradually, it slows. She can allow herself to feel something like peace with him there. Loneliness wouldn't dare try to sneak in.
As one arm cradles him, she brushes through his hair with the other, petting him like he's been doing to her. Maybe there's something to it, all this petting. ]
What do you like about human heartbeats...?
[ About hers, she's really asking. ]
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[Soundypoo is new, but it isn't any better than Waveypoo. For reasons, he doesn't sound half as annoyed the previous times she used a nickname on him. He's gotten used to it? So relaxed in her cradle that he doesn't mind it?
Her heartbeat bangs into his ear like drum being rapidly strike down right next to his ears. She's agitated, yet it is the most relaxing sounds he's ever heard in a while. And it grows more relaxed as her beat slows down to what he presumes must be normal for humans. His shoulders droop, eyes close shut, as he nestles peacefully on her chest, unknowingly letting out a soft purr as he's being petted. He has pet his friends' head before, including Monika, but he's never been the one who had his head pet.
It's new. It's... nice. My, it even brings a subconscious small smile on him, unbeknown to himself. With Monika, he finds himself able to be vulnerable without worries. Strange, it's only been a week since they first met- at least in his perspective -and already she grew on him despite the annoyance she also brings in.]
It sounds... calming. Listening to your- [A slip.] -human heartbeats, they are warming and relaxing that I... could perhaps fall asleep listening to them.
[His eyes crack open and he shifts his head up a little to meet with her eyes.]
I... like it. [A pause, as his gaze then bashfully shifts away from her, cheeks peppering hot pink.] I... hope that did not sound weird.
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Would he look like this as his actual self, she wonders? Not that this would be nearly as easy to hold him, considering his head alone could probably crush her thighs, but it'd be worth a shot. If he had a face--because she's still under the impression that there's not much of one hidden away, if there is one at all--would he look so pleased as this? Would she be getting the rare treat of seeing him actually smile?
So many millions of years he's existed, and he's surely telling the truth. He's not used to affection at all. She frowns briefly at the thought, gently stroking other parts of his face. Anything to bring out more of that smile. ]
That makes two of us, then. It's the best sound to fall asleep to.
[ The slip is smoothed over in her mind, since she's going to choose to believe he used "your" in a general sense. Nothing nearly as personal as referring to only her! ]
C'mon, though. Don't wimp out on me! [ She returns his smile, tilting his head back towards her. ] Always say what you mean like you mean it with all your heart, even if you feel like you don't. Then you can say the weirdest things and no one will ever question you!
[ Her smile widens into a grin as she tickles under his chin. ] Or maybe I'll keep wondering how little ol' me can keep making someone like you blush?
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I do say what I mean like I mean it. [He's blunt, after all! Remember all those times he criticized her? But--] Just... never on matter such as this.
[Something that is so intimate, sweet, and warmth. It's embarrassing. He's not used to speak his feelings out on those because he's not all that used to receive all this lovely affections.]
Shut up, though. I am not blushing.
[Ah, there's that petulant tsun response. Said with a clear blush on his cheeks. She can keep wondering how she of all people keep making him blush, because he doesn't know the answer to that, either.]
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So, it's like I said! You need to always do it. Don't leave doubts when it comes to something as important as feelings!
[ The irony... ]
Besides. I wanna hear everything you have to say with your full Soundwave-y intensity, no matter what, since I'm so special~ [ MORE IRONY... ] Especially if it makes you blush, because then you're extra cute~
[ She pauses her petting to lean back and snatch up a flower off a nearby bush, a soft, delicate blue. Then, just as one should when they want to be extremely friendly, she slides it into his hair. ]
There we go! The flower I owed you. [ She peers over her shoulder, glancing at a helpful plaque. ] A hydrangea, apparently? So pretty!
[ She boops his nose. ] A pretty blue flower, just like you!
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St- stop that, idiot... Monika.
[He's stuck between wanting to stay on her chest and moving away from those teasing fingers. Oh, what torture he's experiencing. Maybe one day he can speak of his feelings in his own ways, with words rather than action, but that day wouldn't be today. Fortunately her fingers stop and Soundwave breathes out a sigh of relieve, but mild surprise flits over his face when he feels something slide behind the avatar's ear. Ah, she promised him a flower earlier.]
I am not a flower. [Pout pout.] But... thank you. It's... beautiful.
[He'll keep there for the rest of the day. Maybe if he has a mirror, he'll think he looks pretty? Hah, no way he'll actually think that.
Satisfied with resting on her chest, and honestly he's in danger of actually falling asleep if not for Monika's teases keeping him awake, Soundwave pushes himself away from her chest. However, he suddenly presses his cheek against hers and starts to nuzzle, even if doing so makes his cheeks flushed redder. She wanted some of that Soundwave-y intensity? There, she'll get it in a form of some intense cheek nuzzling before pulling away for good.]
I think I've rested enough. Shall we get going?
[He reaches for her hand but stops short of grabbing her, before changing his mind and links his arm with hers instead. This feels nicer, and what a friendly way to stay connected.]
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Yeah, yeah. I know. You're not a flower. [ Her eyes shut while she leans into the nuzzling, letting out purrs to match his earlier ones. ] You're a giant alien grump. How sad~
[ Her head turns enough to kiss his cheek softly while he pulls away, then she looks up at him as he stands, warm and happy, feelings that intensify when he brings them together in the sweetest of ways. He may suck at saying how he feels, but he's becoming one hell of an expert at showing it with his actions. She's proud of how good of a teacher she's been so far!
Ahh. What an amazing...friend. ]
Let's~ [ She grabs their food and leads them back to the maze proper. ] Shame on you, though, for not coming as your giant self! I could've sat on your shoulders so we could cheat our way through the maze!
[ Once a cheater at games, always a cheater at games. ]
What would you do if you were your normal size? Could you carry me in just your hand?
[ King Kong is quaking! ]
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All in all, Soundwave gives her a silent permission to take photos with him. ]
Shame on you for wanting to cheat.
[She gets a small bonk on the head for that. Take that!]
It's more fun figuring it out, wouldn't it? Besides, if I come as my giant self, I'd just fly out of the maze. With you sitting on my shoulders, of course..
[Okay, maybe he isn't above cheating if he wanted to.]
I could do that. Carry you while you sit on my palm, or... perhaps I will let you sit on my shoulder instead. It might be more comfortable for you up there.
[And he'd probably want to use his hands for things instead of carrying a cute tiny... friend.]
Too bad for you. We will have to find the way out of the maze together without any cheats. Stuck together for how many hours here...
[Though he's not saying it like it's a terrible thing.]
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[ Sure, Jan. She pouts a little after her bonk. Such a grump... ]
I guess having someone like you around will make doing things the hard way a little better, though.
[ Wait. Did he just say--? Her head snaps in his direction. They fly now?! ]
Don't you think you could've told me you can fly by now?! We could've gone flying or something! Maybe even found a way out of this place together! [ Wishful thinking, she knows. But it's a fun thought. ] Well, probably not. But that'd be fun, imagining what it's like to be in an airplane...as long as you had a seat belt for me, ahaha. Some of us can't survive falling from the sky, you know. [ She peers around when they hit a fork, then decides to go right for them. He's welcome! ] Or from super high shoulders~
[ She spends a moment taking in all the new flowers around them, then her tone's shifted to something more wistful. ] I do kind of wish I'd met you in a place that's not here. Don't get me wrong, it's nicer than the alternative, but...I bet we could find so many other things to do for hours and hours. Even if it was just sitting at a beach, staring at the ocean, eventually watching the sunset.
[ For someone who loves to dream big, her actual wishes are very small. The tiniest wishes to do the simplest, smallest things. ]
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[He shrugs. Yup, he can fly. He can transform into a car, too. Two methods of transportation!]
Maybe if I have enough fuel for my rocket boosters, I... suppose I can take you out to a flight sometimes. And do not worry, I will catch you if you fall, you fragile little thing.
[Would definitely be nice to find a way out of here, but likewise Soundwave doubts it'll actually be that easy. His gaze turns to her when her tone changes. He can imagine that, the two just staring at the ocean, hands joined together, or her sitting on his lips, until the sun sets... A simple and small want. What a silly thought to come to mind, but... It'd be nice.]
I'd like that. ... The only annoying part is getting sand inside my joints. I suppose it wouldn't be a problem with this holoavatar, but I... bet you'd want to be with my real self instead.
[After all, she had repeatedly told him how much she wanted to be with the real him back during the time they connected together for the first time on her bed. It still lingers on his mind that she'd prefer the real him, but sometimes this form does allow him to do somethings that aren't possible with his real self, like eating this chocolate muffin (which he'll also share with Monika). And kisses... Lots of kisses, apparently.
Eventually, they'll reach their first dead end. But it isn't all bad, as there awaits a treasure chest.]
That must be one of the prizes. It doesn't look like anyone has opened it.
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Your generosity knows no bounds, Jerkwave.
[ Wow! Her monotone almost rivaled his! She learned from the best, after all. ]
You're so weird, talking about "rocket boosters" like it's no big deal, then talking about me like I'm a bag of meat... [ She huffs, snagging some of the muffin in a normal way this time, as in she steals it away and munches. ] I would hope you'd never drop me! I don't want to learn how it feels to free fall, thank you very much!
[ As if she doesn't scream enough already! She'd probably collapse a lung if he dropped her...but that'd probably be good for his poor "ears" in the end. ]
And is it such a bad thing to like being around the giant grump version of you? It's just, sometimes... [ Ugh, okay, she'll share a little thing. ] Sometimes when you're in your avatar, it feels like we're separated. Like there's a barrier between us that I can't cross.
[ Something like a computer screen, in other words. But that's about all she'll reveal. That small bit already felt like too much. ]
Oh, look! You're right! Treasure~ Ahaha!
[ A nice distraction! She shoves the remainder of the muffin into his hands and immediately runs over, throwing it open without any sense of self-preservation, and finds...! A giant pile of rocks. She makes a face, poking a few. ]
Is there something under them? Hmm...
[ More lack of self-preservation, then! She starts digging. ]
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I didn't mean to imply it's a bad thing. But... You really feel that way?
[A barrier? He never thought of it like that before. To him, the avatar kinda feels more like an extension of himself, easily able to blend in amongst the guests, and maybe even connect to others, like Monika. A convenient form that allows him to do things that his real form wouldn't be able to do as easily.
Not much chance to comment on or further elaborate on the topic when the treasure chest has taken Monika's attention. He fumbles a little when Monika shoves the muffin back towards him, a relief sign blows out of his mouth when he saved it from falling to the ground.]
Monika, wait--
[This girl... He really needs to teach her to have some self-preservation. Sure, he's not worried that the chest will harm her or anything, but who knows what surprises this resort has in store for the guests. He soon gets back to Monika's side as she starts digging, Soundwave peering into the "content".]
A dud? Guess we are unlucky.
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No way! That's probably what they want you to think! I bet if I dig enough, I'll find a way to redeem some chips! If I'm going to be buying things for you, I need more!
[ But...there's nada. Shocking. She sighs when she finally stands, none the richer. She does snag two of the shinier, prettier rocks, though, and hands him one. ]
Here. At least we'll have a little souvenir to hold onto~
[ Onward, then! She shoots off like she has his rocket boosters strapped to her feet, continuing "their" progress. It's almost like she's trying to continue running from any further opportunities to talk! To her credit, it does make them some more progress, but she's not making it easy to keep up with her. She's tiny, but she's got stamina. Athleticism ftw!
She's also found a dildo in a chest. Neat? Normally, she wouldn't touch anything like that, but she wants it around in case she needs some mech repellent. Soundwave would freak out if she waved it in his face, she figures. The perfect way to shut him down in case he wants to talk more about her, ugh, feelings. ]
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Good thing for Cybertronian stamina. Plus, being in a war for far too long, he has plentiful of stamina to catch up with this little gremlin all day long. By the time he returns to her side, he notices the dildo in her hand, and.... You know what, it's expected by this point, given the nature of this resort.]
You really going to carry that around with you?
[Anyway, moving along the maze, he will now firmly stay by her side so he doesn't lose sight of her. So if she's running off again, he's immediately following. Don't think he'll give up so easily! Thankfully for her, he doesn't bring up the previous topic again, and instead comments on any new flowers he comes across before moving along.
When they come up to their next treasure chest though, there's... nothing? Completely empty inside. Not even rocks to greet them. Little did they know, they've been cursed with Horny Tongue, and they'll soon find that out.]
I don't think there's any worth opening these treasure chests anymore.
[He turns back to Monika.]
We've been running for a while. [And who's fault was that, HMMMM. Definitely not looking at Monika.] Let's rest fuck.
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh....... What.]
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[ That's not laughter. That's her trying to talk, but only efforts to catch her breath are making their way out. It's almost like she shouldn't have run so much! Stupid alien stamina, ruining her plans. She grumbles, bent over, clutching her thighs, dildo tucked under one arm as she does so. ]
I do! What I want!
[ Indeed, she does. She's quiet as they continue on. There'll be no more running. Good, because he'd be the one who'd have to drag her exhausted butt out of the maze. At his suggestion to stop opening chests, she lets out a noncommittal noise, then adds in a shrug. ]
Yeah, I-- [ Suddenly, she's completely upright again. It's his turn to get a Look for once. ] Excuse me?
[ She glances at the floppy dick still in her hand, then back to him. ]
I thought this thing would scare you, not get you in the mood! And didn't we have an entire conversation about how you don't want to do things like that in public?
[ She shakes her head at him. Tsk, tsk. He should be ashamed! ]
At least you didn't bleep yourself this time~? Ahaha! S̵̋ä̴̗́y̸͉̆ ̵͎̒i̶͊t̶͕̽ Fuck me again!
[ ........Wait. ]
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[Ride me? Ride how???? What in the world is he saying to her? What in the world is she saying to him? And now it's his turn to give her a Look again, eyes narrowing at her.]
Cum again?
[Jury's out if he actually said that or Horny Magic made him say it. Spoilers; it's horny magic fault. Regardless, his eyes shift down to the floppy dick in her hand, grimacing behind the mask.]
Why are you still holding that? Shove it into the bag into my mouth already.
[H-hold on a minute... That DID NOT just come out of his mouth. His hand slap over his own face and shakes his other hand at her in a desperate attempt to wordlessly say "No!". That's not what he meant to say!]
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This is either about to get really weird or really hilarious.
So, what's a girl to do when talking is probably going to make things worse? Why, she's going to silently trot over to him, grinning like the little gremlin she is...
...and lightly prod at the hand over his face with her dildo. She's only doing what he asked of her! Thankfully, no attempts to ride him will happen. How wonderful for him. ]
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Of course, idiot Monika juuuuust had to prod him with that dumb floppy dick of hers! Enough time to annoy him and say something about it]
Stop that, or I'll punch worship your puss-
[He closes his lips. Then, he punches her shoulder. Repeatedly. At least he's mindful to not put strength into it, because he doesn't want to hurt her at the end of the day, regardless of how much she annoyed him. Dumb Monika....]
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C̸̰͑ǒ̷̖m̴̝̕ḙ̴̍ ̵̹̇o̴̬̓n̶̺̄, Cum on me! Give me a̴̻͐ ̸̣͐b̷̎͜r̶̝͛ĕ̵͖a̸̗͘k̷̦̃ more, daddy!
[ Er. That pretty much beat anything he said on the awful scale already. Like, completely. Gold star for her.
Monika clears her throat, quickly shoving the dildo into her bag, then look at that! Time to move on! They've got a maze to finish! ]
I'm so h̵o̷r̵r̵i̸f̷i̴e̷d̷ horny right now.
[ Comeuppance is so swift... ]
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Pfft. [Oh, she heard that sound out of him alright.] Idiot.
[Yeah, he's gonna be all smug about it. What she said does not at all compare at to the embarrassing things that came out of his mouth. Gold star for Monika! Congratulations!
However, Soundwave is gloating over it so much that he forgets to shut his own damn mouth.]
That was really embarrassing sexy, Monika. I should have a record you Mommy Monika spank me.
[Nevermind, they both are stupid.
Soundwave clears his throat, pretends he didn't just say those things, and finally gets the genius idea to use the Watch to chat, following Monika by her side to continue the maze.]
How long is this stupid maze?
[How much longer are their tongue cursed for!]
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job, maybe.She huffs, preparing to spend the rest of the trip saying absolutely nothing. It wouldn't be to stop from saying something stupid again. No, it'd be to be a brat. He'd deserve it!
...Good thing he gives her a reason to make noise again. ]
Pfffffft!
[ Here, Soundypoo, have two big thumbs up! You really know how to show her who's boss! And give her plenty to taunt him with. That mommy bit is going to come back to haunt him any day now.
She's not done, however. When he has the smart idea to text, she raises an eyebrow and smirks. ]
as long as your gigantic spike 🍆
[ That's not horny magic. That's her being an ass. Revenge is sweet! ]
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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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