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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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But that's not even the worst of it! He willingly and audibly used the word date. This is bad. These feelings are badbadbad. This is--
Good! Still good! This is the haphaphappiest moment of her life! ]
There's no such thing as too fast with true~ love~ Waiting is only going to delay the inevitable! [ She doesn't need weird fruit to say that. She'd say that on a normal day. ] But sure, we can continue our date. And we can make a lot of love...
[ After a parting kiss, she pushes herself up and stands, holding her hand out to help him up. And now, a new reason to freak out, because everyone in the vicinity with some idea of her kind of marriage traditions will know what's going on. Even if they don't, it's going to look weird for her to be doing this, but since when has any version of Monika known shame?
The moment he's on his feet, she drops down to one knee and...holds out a rabbit to him? ]
..only if you'll take my hand in marriage! [ She giggles excitedly. ] Pretend this bunny is your ring, okay~?
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As Monika lifts him up to his feet, he mouths a silent thank you to her. Only to then be surprised by her sudden kneeling and.... offering a rabbit. For a few seconds, he just stares down at Monika then the rabbit- his ring -and then back to Monika]
I.... [Wouldn't this greatly change the course of their friendship? He should no. That's right, he should reject reject reject] I accept.
[Oh Primus, that's the opposite of what he meant to say! He's digging his own grave, here! Alas, while he isn't fruit-addled, he's still deeply in love with Monika to reject her advance. This is what he wanted. What he had been refusing to acknowledge since the flutter first appear in his stomach.
No no no. This is still pretend marriage! No real ring is involved!
But he accepts to take her hand. Lest he wants to upset Monika, which he doesn't ever, he can't back out of accepting her hand. So, he holds his hand out, ready to accept his "ring".]
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Thank you, Soundwave. You've...made me the happiest girl in the universe.
[ Moments later, she's leapt up to give him the kiss to end all kisses, soft and intense at the same time, alternating between long presses of her lips and hungrily tasting his mouth and tongue. Carefully, though! Their rabbit-y treasure can't be harmed! Ringabbits are very valuable, you see.
When she's had her fill, she pulls back slightly, rubbing her forehead against his. Her smile's warm (and demented) as she looks into his eyes. ]
We'll stop by my room so I can get my dress. We can use a sheet to make you a tie, since we probably can't find a tuxedo your size so fast. [ Because the real him has to "kiss" his bride! ] Then we'll head to the casino and have the most beautiful wedding ever.
[ Never mind something like this is too disastrous to be anything like "beautiful", but everything's beautiful when you're crazy! ]
But first...what should we name your-- [ She has to pause to laugh. ] Your ring?
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It doesn't help that when she gives him a kiss, whether it's soft, hungry, or alternating between the two, he kisses back, somehow being in tuned with her to return as much as she's giving. Clearly he enjoys this, even as he nuzzles his forehead against her lightly.
Beautiful wedding ever, she says.... honestly, he sees nothing but disaster in the future. He needs to delay that as much as possible, which means he'll have to distract her with a bunch of things they could do. He hopes there are more to do here in the conservatory than looking at fruit and plants.]
The... Wedding is an important event, is it not? Shouldn't we plan it out first. I do not want for it to go wrong and... Ruin the most beautiful and important event of our life.
[Please agree with him so that Monika can return to herself from whatever this is. Though when Monika brings attention to his ring, he looks down at the ringabbit. The task he's given to name his ring is... Something he's taking seriously. About half a minute has passed when a name comes up in mind.]
Stampy? ... Hm, perhaps not. I am... Not good with names. [His eyes shift up to Monika, expecting her to help brainstorm with him. Or they could stick with Stampy.]
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She's begun to eagerly tug on his arm, trying to lead them back to the entrance. ]
Who knows if things will be available when we need them? Now is the time! Then, even if you leave again, we'll be...
[ Oh. That's a sad thought. Where'd that come from? She makes a face, then shrugs it off. Marriage! ]
Never mind that. I've dreamt of this for too long! I'm not going to wait anymore! Do you know how sad it is to only have your own thoughts to keep you company? [ Ack! Where are all these bad thoughts coming from! ] Er. What I mean to say is...
[ Suddenly, she realizes her wild impulses made her forget something. The ringabbit! She stops her tugging to peer down at the little fluffball. ]
Stampy... [ Her lips purse thoughtfully, then she smiles. ] Nope! Stampy it is! It's perfect! Because...
[ Gently, she lifts Stampy and rubs his? her? fuzzy face against Soundwave's cheek. They'll figure out the sex later. ]
Look at that. Stampy and Soundy, my two hunny bunnies ready to be loved forever~
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However, when Monika brings up him potentially leaving again, it brings a slight frown on him. That frown deepens when she brings up her loneliness, too. He can't say he understands how sad it is to only hear your own thoughts- it's not a privilege given to him in life. However, he knows how dreadful it is to be alone.
His face is still a deep shade of red, but--]
Have faith in me, Monika.
[That's all he'll have to say to her. No matter if the resort makes him disappear, he'll always come back to her. So long as Monika keeps his faith strong, he'll show up again, if he ever leaves again. He promises Monika that he'll stay by her side. Even if there's an outside force preventing them from seeing each other for a lengthy amount time, he'll come back.
The cheerless atmosphere is shortlived when Monika remembers the ringabbit. Having Stampy's fuzzy cheek pressing against his helps to bring the mood up a little, and even if he's shy to show open affection to his loved ones, he gives their rabbit a little nuzzle.
Ah, and of course Monika gets some cheek nuzzling, as well.
With Stampy no longer in his hands, he gives Monika soft and gentle headpats, hoping it'll help to comfort her from all those bad thoughts entering her mind.]
Are you... We planning to keep Stampy, then?
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The fruits's effects fight to remain in control. There's another string of giggles, then she settles Stampy onto Soundwave's shoulder. In no time at all, their new friend is getting comfortable. Being there beats fighting against the other swarm of rabbits, it seems. ]
Why wouldn't we keep them? We have to have a symbol of our union! This one just happens to be super adorable and not made of metal~
[ Not that she hasn't been trying to steal all the affection for herself again. She leans up into the headpats, as usual. They're helping her feel better. They're reminding her that she may lose this again. Marry him marry him marry him!
She backs away. Her mind's become jumbled, a million scattered thoughts racing in a million directions. The future bride is gearing up to become a runaway one. Her insane goal has to be the only way to fix this. ]
I'll give you two some time to get acquainted! While you do that, I can go get my dress on, and whenever you're ready, you can meet me at the altar! Maybe I'll even get the ceremony started, so by the time you get there, you just have to say "I do" and we're done! Y-Yeah!
[ Off she goes! Not as quickly as she'd like, though. She's not trying to hurt any rabbits, even if it'd be more efficient to toss them out of the way. Tempting... ]
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Otherwise.... Wouldn't she be hurt greatly when he disappears? It's difficult not to dwell on the negatives.
At least, if there's anything he could be relieved about is... Knowing that Monika feels the same way as he does to her. Perhaps it's always been obvious that Monika loves him, but thanks to her confession, she actually saves him from the embarrassment of having to spill his own feelings out, which.... he might still have to at some point. Simply agreeing to a marriage doesn't contained all he feels about her...
Honestly, where did Monika even get her confidence and energy from... Wasn't she avoiding the obvious the same as he does? He stares at Stampy for a good second.]
She's a silly girl, isn't she...
[Stampy clucks in response. Is it in agreement? Disagreement? Who knows, he doesn't speak rabbit, but it gets Soundwave to chuckle. Oh well, he'll take the alone time to get acquainted with their new pet ringabbit and prepare for what possible disaster will come from this shotgun wedding. She wanted him to be in his real body there, too....
Speaking of... Right, his real body is still in her suite, deactivated. Is she going to "dressed up" his deactivated body? Maybe he can- no .... He can't because he has Stampy with him, and he doesn't want to leave the critter alone. Well, guess he isn't transferring his consciousness to his real body then. He'll just stick around with Stampy for a little while longer, then he'll go to the alter to.... meet his bride, as his mech self. For now, he's just going to let Stampy cuddle him. So soft....]
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Nooooo. No no no no noooooooo. She's said so many disturbing, friendship-shattering things that are weighing on her heavier than the leaden wad of anxiety in her gut. Love? Marriage? Conjunction Endurance?! None of that can happen! Even if she felt some...some things for Soundwave, they were never supposed to leak out! Because--
Nononono! The Player.
What if they've seen this? What if word gets out? She grips her head, panicking more. If she actually went through with this, everything she'd worked for would be done. Her life would be over. All she would have left is...
She glances over her shoulder. Maybe she won't go back to her room again. She can find someone to stay with indefinitely, then Soundwave will eventually leave, and she can sneak back inside and never come out again! By doing that, she'll prove her devotion to the Player, and all will be forgiven! Yes, this is perfect! It's bound to work! Once again, her galaxy brain ideas save the day! She just has to move!
Any minute now. She's going.
She's leaving!
Yep. Totally gone. Never to be seen again! ]
Ughhhh! Come on, feet! Just move! You'll be saving the both of you tons of trouble!
[ Her bad habit of talking to herself strikes again! Not that he can hear it from this far, of course, especially with the din from the rabbits crunching on vegetables. She's not worried about any other guests hearing, either. It's not like her reputation for being weird can get any worse!
She whimpers, holding her head once more. Why can't she have a little normalcy for a change? ]
Come on...just leave him already...
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Oh, is she still around? He thought that she'd run to her room by now. Is something stopping her? Whatever it is, he urges himself to go see her and maybe convince her to call off this whole marriage thing. While he... does have feelings for her, he's not ready for such a commitment. Ah, and of course, he brings Stampy along in his arms.
He's able to wade through the sea of rabbits faster than Monika did. Silent footsteps brings him closer to the entrance, and thought he's a fair bit distance away that any normal person wouldn't be able to hear her whimpering. This is Soundwave, a mech with sensitive hearing, he hears her just fine and just in time to hear Monika say: "Just leave him already..."]
Monika...?
[He stops in his track, eyes wide and a little hurt cracking through in his expression. After everything she said to him mere moments ago? He must be misunderstanding something, right?]
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She rearranges her own expression into something more neutral, bordering on positive, thanks to a small smile. It's not because she thinks he's heard her troubling words, because she has no idea how long he's been behind her. (Totally his fault for being a ninja!) Instead, it's more because she's trying not to let off how much turmoil is banging around in her skull. That might not be any better, though. ]
Yeah?
[ Hmm. How can she seem less suspicious? ]
Sorry! Just taking a break. All the bunnies slowed me down so much! [ With a grin, she leans forward playfully. ] I hope you're ready for a lot of fun~ We're going to have the best wedding night later~
[ No need to say it'll be imaginary, since she's going to do her best to be invisible for the foreseeable future, as a normal person does when faced with a situation like this. ]
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The resort separating them is nothing they could about. But if it's Monika instead who wants him to leave.... He pulls his mask back up to hide the hurt threatening to spill through his expression, visor materializing his watery eyes.
At least he has enough self control to not let any emotions out, tone entirely neutral.]
About that.
[He awkwardly shuffles in place, hugging Stampy closer, leaning his weight on one foot at then the enough. It's clear for her to see he's still discomforted by her words he caught.]
I think it is best that we do not get married tonight, or anytime soon, truthfully. I feel... You are going too fast. I... apologize, but I may need time to think first.
[About marriage. About her confession.]
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O-Oh.
[ Disappointment becomes clear on her face, and in the way her shoulders droop. She should be thrilled to hear this! It's what she wanted! But... ]
You don't want me?
[ Her mind's warped what he's said into a rejection. The stinging in her chest grows into a steady burn. Indeed, she's back to normal, enough that she's having her typical reaction to being told she's unwanted by someone she cares about. Swallowing hard, she glances down at Stampy, then up at his face with a narrowed gaze. ]
You accepted. You said you'd marry me. Why would you say that if you didn't want to?
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It's a good thing he had his mask back up, otherwise it would be clear in his face how hurt he is to hear her say all this to him. To twist his words and meaning into something horrible.]
Of course I want you, Monika. I still intend to... marry you. [Because he loves her, too.] I just thought that... We should spend more time together before we become committed.
[More importantly, however... Monika avoided from bringing it up herself. If that is the case, then he'll just have to do it himself.]
I caught what you said at the end. "Just leave him already"... Why did you say that...?
[Is it her who doesn't want him? Even if something else is to be blamed for Monika's giddiness about their marriage and her creepy devotion, just why would she want to leave him after all she said and promised.]
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There's not much time to contemplate that. She flinches when he reveals he heard the tail end of her mutterings. Part of her isn't surprised. The rest is annoyed that he heard. Those were her own thoughts. No one gave him the right to eavesdrop! ]
It's exactly what it sounds like. Do I really need to explain it?
[ This is probably for the best, she reasons. It was bound to come up at some point. This was the sign she needed to rip off the bandage and get it over with. ]
I didn't mean the proposal. [ She huffs. ] It was probably whatever you fed me that did that. But anyway, it doesn't matter. I can't marry you.
[ She hesitates, then: ] I told you when we first met. I'm in love with someone else. It's better to leave and spare you the trouble of getting more attached than keep this up.
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In all the pleasure they shared, the soft moments, the emotions he sensed from her, he'd forgotten that she already has someone. It's silly of him to think she might be in loved in him. None of it is Monika's fault at all, really. It's him for being stupid enough for having feelings for her.
It should be fine, right? Even if that isn't possible, they could remain friends, right? .... He couldn't deal with this. He can't. She wants him to leave... and it probably is for the best.
Without a word, he forces his legs to move, head hangs down to avoid seeing her face, and as he walks pass Monika, he utters a single word:]
Sorry.
[And continues without pause. Whether Monika has something to say or tries to stop him, he won't stop and starts running into the busy hallway the second he's out of the entrance, disappearing into crowd along with Stampy.]
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And maybe, if they'd gotten that far...she wouldn't have been able to let Soundwave go.
Her head lowers. As she watches a rabbit hop past, a tear falls and she sniffles. She allows herself a few more moments of weakness, then straightens up and wipes her face. Not in public. She turns, ready to head back to her room.
...Her room. His real self. Would he be there?
She leaves the conservatory, automatically looking for Soundwave's avatar before stifling the instinctual reaction. There's no need to keep being this way. In fact, he'll probably be gone by the time she gets there. Good. Even better. With enough determination, she can delusion herself into believing anything. He won't be there. She's done the right thing.
By the time she reaches her room and steps inside, she doesn't believe anything other than feeling she's made the biggest mistake of her life. After falling back against the door, she slides down to the floor, catching a glimpse of her broken chair on the way down, then sees nothing else after covering her face. Tears fall freely.
She's such a fucking idiot. ]
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At the very least it seems there are some items in the room that weren't there before.
On the broken chair she may find three items: a blue rose from the flower field, a smooth stone from their treasure hunting, and a crumpled piece of paper. The last item, in particular, suggests that Soundwave had intended to throw it away, but instead he left it behind along with the flower and stone. If Monika straightens the paper, she'll find his austere writing - "Wait for me"]