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TDM 04
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.
Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】
BEACHFRONT PROPERTY
A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT
As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.
A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!
A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!
FUN IN THE SUN
DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP
What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”
Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.
Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.
NOTES
▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.
▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.
▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!
▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.
▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.
▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!
▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.
TWINKLING CURRENTS
THE PARTY NEVER STOPS
As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.
Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.
Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.
SANDY SCAVENGING
A GAME OF BEACHES
It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!
NOTES
▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.
INTO THE DEPTHS
IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE
Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!
Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.
Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.
NOTES
▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.
▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.
▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your 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 June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ 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.
▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your 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 June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ 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.
▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.
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I didn't help with the things I said...
[ She should've known better. How many novels has she read where a similar scenario happened? The whole "pushing someone away for their own good" only ends in tragedy. Their situation had been no exception to the rule. Spending ages crying herself to sleep was all it netted her. Idiot.
Her eyes close. She relaxes against him further. As long as they keep their physical contact at this level, they'll be fine. ]
Mm, we can talk about it later. Or never. I'd rather have this moment with you. [ A giggle. ] Like you said, we don't have the sunset, but we've got the ocean. And we've got stars, too.
[ We've got each other. It'd be too much to say that out loud, so she keeps it in her head. ]
I'll stay with you as long as you want.
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Perhaps. It's up to you... [Though he has a feeling it'll probably be never in that case. But he doesn't care, really. There's nothing in the air that will nudge them towards turning their current physical contact into something more. He's similarly as content about this as Monika.
Somehow, the bridge between them is repaired. How sturdy it is, who knows really, but he's just glad that they're able to go back to how things were- as friends.]
Thank you...
[And that are the last words to come out of his mouth before falling back to silence, simply watching the waves. As expected with Soundwave, really. He doesn't have much to say anymore, but he doesn't need to say anymore. Just sitting on the sand with Monika by his side is all he needs.
For however long the silence lasts.... Eventually though, he's the first to break their close contact all of sudden. Surprisingly enough. Though he doesn't intent to move anywhere from their peaceful spot. He simply falls onto the sand on his back while still holding Monika's hand, tugging her to join him to watch the simulated starry night sky.]
Do you recognize any constellations up there?
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Thank you for coming back to me again.
[ The silence that follows is comfortable and familiar, though her usual urges to fill that silence don't come. Despite all the details not being exactly as she'd have wanted, one of her dreams of sitting on a beach with him has come true. She'll eventually thank him for that too, when the time is right.
...Or they'll lie back? After a squeak of surprise and confusion, she giggles at him flopping back into the sand. This would be a great time to bring up the coarse sand meme again, but she'll refrain. ]
Oh my gosh, noooo! I'm going to get sand in my hair!
[ Such is life. Being around Soundwave means having to inevitably wash her hair. So, with a carefree sigh, she drops down next to him, automatically resting her head on his shoulder while she gazes up at the sky. ]
It's funny. I know what constellations are. I've seen them in books. But if you asked me to pick out something like Orion or Gemini right now, I'd get so lost. Even if this sky's fake, I can't take them all in. There are so many stars. It's overwhelming...
[ She nearly voices her thoughts about that making her life feel even more small and insignificant, but that's too depressing. Not now. ]
Do you see any?
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But right now, their relationship is healing steadily. It's nice being able to smile again around Monika, and she certainly earns a permanent smile on his face when she thanks him. So silly, she didn't need to thank him there. He promised he'll return to her.
Her playful protest earns a light chuckle from Soundwave. Oh well, too bad for her hair because he's still tugging her hand to join him lying down on the sand. Having her head resting on his shoulder feels better than ever before, he couldn't help a pleased sigh from escaping his lips.
His head tilts to the side until his cheek gently rests on her head and his hand gives her a light squeeze. The urge to want more is getting quieter in Soundwave, especially with the conversational topic to distract him. He's never heard of Orion or Gemini before, but that's hardly surprising.]
Simply looking at the stars, fake as the sky is, it makes space looks so crowded with this many stars. [He gets her that it's overwhelming.] I recognized some.
[He points a finger up to the sky with his free hand and tries his best to trace the stars connecting together to create the constellation.]
Chronarchitect, the sign of time. The shape makes up a tanuki. [Don't ask why an alien species knows what a tanuki is.] The Core, the sign of unity, and the constellation is a spiral. The Key, the sign of secrets, and the constellation is... well, a key.
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Her gaze returns to the sky, watching as he traces shapes as unfamiliar to her as the constellations she mentioned to him. ]
I just had to remind myself why we'd know different constellations. You had a totally different view of the sky than I did. [ Wait. ] Er, than I...would've had. You know, if I had ever been able to see it.
[ She's being depressing out loud now. Bad bad bad! At least it distracts her away from asking how he knows what a tanuki is. ]
Ahaha, anyway...I had to take a minute to figure out why you'd think the view is crowded, too. [ Her head comes up a little to look at him, intrigue clear on her face. ] You've actually been in space, haven't you?
[ Just imagining the views he would've seen gives her shivers. Space is, well, full of space. It has her feeling even more like an ant, especially knowing his kind had been capable of transcending barriers that humans had only begun to touch. In her time, anyway. Is he from a different time? So many questions...
She shivers a bit more, then glances back up. ]
It's so wild to me. The idea of touching the stars is only a dream for most people. You probably could've flown to the stars in these constellations! Have you actually done that?
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[He pauses, catching himself from saying anything more. Is that considered too intimate to say now? Sure, Monika resting her head on him feels intimately... friendly, but now he isn't so sure if he could say things like that to Monika. He's gotten somewhat comfortable with Monika, but after their small fight, he's back to being careful with his words.
At least Monika resting on him is nice and he gives her hand another light nuzzle. The topic about space travel helps to distract him from overthinking.]
I have. It's nothing that special.
[Much like driving a care or flying the sky in a airplane, it's super mundane for Cybertronians. Sometimes he has to remind himself that what's common for him isn't all that common for humans. But at least the humans he's met here, including Monika, seems to be on the same tech level as the humans from his galaxy.]
Not even the humans from my galaxy has mastered interstellar travel yet. [Granted, with Cybertronian tech they could sooner than later, but he doesn't know what the future hold for them.] It may be wild for you and all other humans for that matter, but interstellar travel is quite common for my kind. It's mundane....
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Nooooo. No! She already established that can't be a thing. At least she can still dream about it. Dreams aren't illegal, thankfully. ]
That'd be nice.
[ That's a safe, neutral statement. Perfect! So, she'll move on. He makes that pretty easy by acting as if space travel is about as interesting as watching paint dry. She sits up slightly, giving him an incredulous stare. ]
Ohhhh, okay. I guess we're going to pretend something that cool is [ She mocks his voice and monotone: ] "nothing that special" and "mundane."
[ He gets a conk on the forehead for that. This is the kind of thing that has people primed to hate aliens! ]
Don't act so superior! Yeah, of course it's wild to me! Sure, it'd be scary and I'd probably freak out a little, but being in space? Experiencing things only a few humans have? [ She glances upward. ] I'd love to do it, at least once. Just to...see the things I wasn't meant to.
[ Dorothy had it right. She could leave a lot behind way above, over the rainbow. ]
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[It doesn't hurt at all, but he rubs his forehead where he gets conked regardless. It's hard to see human perspective when that is such a mundane fact for him!]
Fine, I deserve that.
[Though it's not his own desires, he wants Monika to see and feel things she wasn't able or meant to experience before. It's a shame that the only way to experience the sky is through a simulation. Another awkward pause, as he has to consider his next words carefully.
Right, right. Keep things neutral between them! It... shouldn't be difficult, really, as he's been neutral to her before and yet....]
If we are able to see the real sky of this world and I have my spaceship with me, I could... give you a ride. Travel through space together? [....] We could bring your friends, too.
[He adds the last part hastily, just so there isn't a misunderstanding that it'll be a date. Which.... Would be nice to think about despite their disastrous friend date previously, but they've already established they can't.]
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[ And, for once, he's willing to admit to being a jerk. That feels great. He should do that more often.
Then he goes and drops another bomb. A spaceship? With him? A ride! (No, not that kind of a ride.) A ride in a ship! (Again, not that kind of ride. Stop thinking about that kind!) Anyway...space travel! Being alone with him! Then there's a loud record scratch in her head.
With...friends? Why would they do that--oh.
Well, then. Things are awkward again, just in a different way. She doesn't sit up to stare at him. For one, she's too comfortable, but mainly, she figures if he saw her face, he'd have no trouble reading how awkward she's feeling. ]
That'd be nice. [ Safe! Neutral! ] I don't know if any of my friends would want to come, though. None of them seem like the spacefaring type.
[ He's talking about all the friends she's made here, right? She's going to keep assuming that. She never had friends before coming here! ]
Maybe you could find some?
[ She says to the mech that doesn't leave her side every time he shows up... ]
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[Awkward.... He doesn't even need to see the awkwardness on her face. The air is terribly awkward but at the same time terribly sweet. He could almost taste it on his tongue.]
I should.... Try to make some, hm. [He pauses as a realization finally hits him.] I realize most of my time I've spent here is with you.
[Which he doesn't have a problem with! He's perfectly content with just being by Monika's side and stay as friend. But he realizes that maybe he should try to reach out instead of staying comfortable in his lane. Even when he's by himself and meet up with other guests, sooner or later he'll find himself back to Monika's side. Even after their fight he's here, back to her side, lying on the sand together.
Perhaps that ought to change now.
A sigh escapes him.]
You are... correct that I should find some. But, I am not certain I am good with making friends. [Is it any surprise that Soundwave is terrible at befriending people? She's seen how aloof, mean, and awkward he is during their first meeting.]
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I didn't say you have to do that! I said find people to go with us! They don't have to be friends! Just passengers!
[ Would that make their hypothetical trip less of a date? Who the hell knows. But if they weren't friends of his, she wouldn't have to worry about competition!
...No, she still would. Everyone's potential competition. ]
We all have our flaws. Not all of them are bad! [ She crosses her arms, fighting down her intense jealousy and failing. So, she'll keep "subtly" steering him away from his objectively dumb idea. ] It's okay to be a loner. Or, you know, find one friend and be satisfied with that. Like, do you know how hard it can be to have a lot of friends? It's not easy! The number of texts I have to send every day can be exhausting!
[ Jury's out on if any of the people she sends them to actually want her texting them that much, but it's safe to assume most people don't. This doesn't stop her at all. ]
I'm looking out for you, okay? Don't overwhelm yourself. Worry about that some other time!
[ Like never. ]
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If he didn't know better, he'd think Monika wants to keep him all to herself (haha).]
Why would I want to bring passengers into my spaceship? I'd rather a friend, or a friend of a friend.
[It'll just makes thing awkward if it's just them two and a bunch of people he doesn't know riding in the spaceship with them, he'd imagined! Hell, it might make it seem sort of a date than a trip with friends. Of course, these hypothetical scenario probably won't ever come true, so it's not worth arguing about anyway.
What is strange that Monika seems to be arguing against him making friends? At least it sounds that way to him, or is he just projecting his own possessiveness onto Monika, here?]
I... suppose I could worry about that later. But I believe I can be satisfied with three or five friends and no more. Or... just one can be enough for me. [He pushes himself up to sit up and turns his eyes back to Monika, flushing pink slightly.] For now, just one is enough. Thank you for looking out for me.
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[ It'd be someone she knows doesn't have a thing for giant alien mechs, so it'd be fine. Not to say she won't be keeping a close eye on this hypothetical friend, though. And maybe kissing them here and there, but that's mainly because most of her friends are people she's had (and continues having) sex with...
But no need to worry! He's agreeing with her! Her jealousy fades, and she smiles cheerfully. It's always so satisfying when he does what she wants without objecting! ]
See, though? You don't need to be thinking about stuff like that. You only just got back! One friend's perfectly fine for a newbie. You can graduate up to a second when the time's right.
[ Again. Never. ]
Besides. I'm always looking out for my bestie~ [ That's still safe and neutral! There's nothing wrong with saying that! And there's nothing wrong with wrapping her arm around his shoulders to give him a quick hug. ] You're welcome, Waveypoo~
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I suppose I'll know when the time is right.
[Though he wouldn't be able to know when that time is if he's not actively going out there to meet people. Hm.... A rare surprise squeak manages to escape his lips. His face flushes bright red when Monika suddenly wraps him in a hug. A dumbfounded surprised face flits through his face, before he awkwardly attempts to hug back before she breaks the embrace.]
Hah... [Look at that, he almost lets out a laugh.] You are still using that dumb nickname..... Moni Muffins.
[He internally cringes at his own attempt to fire back at her. Somebody kill him please.]
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Returning the hug has her feeling the warm, happy feelings she's missed so dearly. And for being a mostly faceless grump, he can be so dang adorable sometimes. His avatar is especially adorable, especially with how it contrasts with the real him. Everything about him is adorable!
She giggles up a storm at his attempt to fire back. So adorable!! ]
And you're still trying to call me Moni Muffins, huh~? You silly robot...
[ It's only then that she realizes she's reached up to hold his cheek. Not only that, she's been leaning in for a kiss. She freezes halfway to his lips, letting out a tiny squeak of her own. That'd been such a normal thing for them in the past, it became muscle memory. Without even thinking, she'd begun to do it.
Her hand's yanked back as if she'd just dipped it in lava, then she scoots away enough to leave plenty of space between them. Look at that, she suddenly finds picking sand out of her ponytail very important. ]
So. Ah-Ahaha! Any other constellations you recognize? I think I recognize Cygnus, now that I'm looking closer! It's a swan!
[ Focus on the sky with her, because nothing happened. ]
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But it seems that Soundwave realizes what they are doing at the same time as Monika. His eyes are wide, and as soon as Monika yanks her hand away, Soundwave immediately shifts away from her, blinking rapidly, face flushing redder than before.
Part of him is relieved that she didn't go through with it... Primus knows he wouldn't be satisfy with just one, and he... likes her too much to stop when she's given him a taste again. Another part of him is disappointed she didn't, because he missed having their lips pressed together and return to their normal. He could feel something aching within his chest. No no, he shouldn't be thinking their relationship is like that or can it be returned to how it was before.
He has to remind himself that Monika already has someone. And it isn't him. They can't go back, no matter how much he'd like for them to.
Soundwave awkwardly fidgets in place and turns his head away, avoiding any eye contact with Monika.]
Oh... [He looks back up at the sky.] I, ah... I see Aquarius. The constellation is a star.
[Literally the shape of a star. But gosh.... The atmosphere is even more awkward than before. Soundwave doesn't know what to say anymore other than awkwardly pointing out a constellation he recognized.]
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Maybe she needs to ask for him to join her. Actual him. She'd be less tempted to kiss him! Well...no, she wouldn't. She'd kiss his faceplate just as much. Then again, it'd be higher and harder to reach? Dammit, she can't think!
Thank you, stars, because you're about to be such an amazing distraction. Otherwise, she's going to find some way to convince herself that she can get one freebie kiss before going back to being devoted to the Player. ]
Aquarius? A star...?
[ Her head tilts, then she joins him in looking up. A few times, her eyes dart in his direction. Temptation is eating at her chest like acid. Just one tiny kiss?
Stars! Talking about stars! Apparently there's a constellation that's a single star? She was too busy not looking his way to see where he'd pointed. ]
That's weird. Isn't it supposed to be someone carrying water? The "water bearer" or something. [ Don't look at him don't look at aaaand she's looking at him. ] How can a constellation have only one star?
[ Cybertronians are really loosey-goosey with this stuff! ]
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.....
No, stop thinking about her lips. He shakes his head both to get his mind rid of those thoughts and to answer her reasonable confusion.]
No ... If we are talking one star, that's called the Void. See that area with only one star, that's the Void.
[He so helpfully points up at the sky. Except, she's not looking up at the night sky right. Not that he'd noticed right away since he's avoiding to meet her gaze.
However, his own eyes then shift towards Monika and catches her staring at him. The blush on his face intensifies and his entire body tenses. How embarrassing. How uncomfortable. How awkward. How ironic. Soundwave would usually be the one to put someone in that awkward and uncomfortable spot by staring down at them, but it's different this time. This time, it's Monika staring at him and they both are awkward.]
Water bearer? I do not know such constellation, but... [He couldn't stop eyeing her lips. His eyes flick back and forth between staring at her face, then her lips, then back to her face. Please stop looking. Stop looking. Stop looking. Uh, what was he saying again? Ah.] I mean, in my culture, the Aquarius constellation shape is a star.
[Still unable to pull his gaze away from her, he awkwardly traces a star shape with his finger in the air............ Yeah.]
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She's still staring at him. She doesn't see the shape he makes in the sky. But she keeps struggling, keeps working to make one last attempt to be good. ]
Ahaha. Kinda like star-ception, huh? I heard you like stars, so I put a star in your stars...
[ Good God, she's memeing. Of all the times! ]
Er. Well. Our--my?--the Aquarius I know is like this... [ She makes some vague shape that looks nothing like the constellation she's going for. Even if she had a clear mind, she probably couldn't do it from memory. ] It's a part of the zodiac. You know, the whole "this constellation dictates who you are by when you were born" stuff, if you had that sort of thing...
[ Silence.
Silence...
Screw it. Consider her a starved lion desperately in need of sustenance, and the only thing that will satisfy her is a kiss. Monika's basically a blur as she flies over and pounces on him, their mouths crashing together as he's pushed into the sand by the force of her attack. It's just one kiss! She'll get the craving out of her system, then all will be well!
And kiss she shall, hungrily devouring his lips, feverishly tasting every bit of his mouth and tongue. Months of yearning for him and his touch are being put into this kiss. No, kisses. So, so many kisses, as her fingers tangle into his avatar's hair, holding him place. Unless he stops her, she'll go until she's had her fill. Who is she to ignore what her heart wants? ]
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But he knows he can't. He mustn't. He must remain steadfast, for her sake. That's about to fall apart soon.
Even when he sees Monika's pounce coming miles away, he's too preoccupied and flustered enough that even Monika can pushed him off his feet. Lo, a surprised muffled sound leaves him as he falls on his back. The sand cushions the impact, but the full force of her lips crashing into his.
Her lips. Her lips are back on his. Isn't this.... Bad? His hands instinctually grips Monika's arms and weakly pushes in an attempt to peel her off him. If one could even call that an attempt when he doesn't even put an ounce of strength into it This is bad. Very bad, but.... Why does it feel so good?
Whatever protest he's about to do melts away into the ether. His hands let go of her and shifts to wrap around her back and his leg wraps over one of her own. This is the... hungriest he's seen of Monika. It's difficult to match with her voracity, but he doesn't mind. He wants Monika to pin him down, grips his hair hard, and do whatever she'd liked to him.]
Moni-Mmph...
[His word melts away into a pleased moan when Monika goes in for another. It's difficult to get any words out with Monika hungrily gives him kisses. She's hungry. He's hungry. His tongue quickly laps at her lips for her to bring her own out. His mouth opens to invite her tongue to enter his. He misses her lips. Misses her tongue. The familiar sound of wet lips smacking. He misses so much of her. He wants to re-familiarize himself with the thing they both failed to bar each other from.]
I missed you-
[He's unable to stop her. He tried, but his own wants triumphed over what consequences this action may led to. Besides, it isn't him who initiated, right? He can't take the blame, here. However long Monika wishes for this kiss to go, could be minutes, half a hour, or even hours, he won't stop her. In fact, he'll give back just as much as he's receiving, happily playing along with the messy kisses.]
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She always gets what she wants.
She's already proven she's terrible at hiding her feelings. There's only but so much denial she can handle before she snaps and lets her desires guide her. And it's not like temptation has gotten her bad places! Some of her best experiences have come from listening to the devil on her shoulder instead of the angel on the other. Sometimes, being bad is the only way to get something good.
He needs to stop talking, though. He doesn't seem to be fighting her much, but she wants to make it clear who's in charge. After breaking away from one kiss, she puts her hand over his mouth, staring into his eyes with a heavy-lidded gaze. ]
Shut up. Let me have this.
[ It's not as if he's said anything she doesn't want to hear. There's her name caught on his lips. The feeling of knowing they missed each other. She breathes out a moan after uncovering his mouth and recapturing it with her own, dragging her thumbs across his cheeks in a possessive grasp. Sand scrapes across his skin with each rough pull of her fingers, adding a tinge of pain, leaving reminders of the intensity of her passion. As much as she prefers his real body, something about his avatar's has a way of making her reckless and bold. Not being up against someone that could crush her has a way of doing that.
Their bodies rub together when she presses in closer, willing him to hold her to him until it seemed they were as one. One of her hands then slides down to his neck, her fingers lightly closing around it. Another sign of her need to possess him. Being beholden to some twisted form of friendship isn't going to stop her from wanting to have him all to herself.
Eventually, she draws back, a line of saliva trailing down her chin. Her fingers squeeze a bit harder as she gives a smile that's somehow as angelic as it is devilish. ]
No one else is going to make you feel this way. That's why you should always stay with me.
[ Dipping down, she sucks on his chin, moves across his jaw, bites at his skin, then hums out: ] Right?
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The sand scraping down his cheek doesn't cause him to wince from pain, able to tolerate greater pain than that, but it does bring back memories of how pain can be a pleasurable thing. And no other person can be better at this than Monika. Granted, Monika's the only person in his entire life to ever add pain into their most intimate and pleasurable moment. Regardless, a low hum leaves him in the kiss as she leaves red scrapes on his cheek, as physical proof of her intense passion. In contrast to Monika, he is far more gentle with his own possessive hands. One hand clenches the back of her shirt while his fingers trace shape over her back.
Even after everything, his body is still in tuned to Monika. His body rubs against her while he brings her closer and closer in a tight embrace as if he wants to meld with her into one. When he feels her hand going down to his neck, he leans his head back while trying not to break the kiss so she can better grip her fingers around him.
He does gasp when he realizes her hand is around his neck. Something between his legs twitches. Then another gasp when she draws back. He looks out of it when the kiss finally ended, gasping and panting, unfocused eyes trying their best to focus on the beautiful angel. Or devil. Staring down at him. Excitement and anticipation finds its way into Soundwave.]
You are... Right. No one else but you can make me feel this way. But, you can't--
[Possibly want him to stay? After everything that's said... His body has easily given up on rejecting Monika, but there's still the voice of reason, there. It's weak, but it's there. Although how convincing that is has possibly weakened no thanks to his next action. One hand moves away from her back and warmly grips around her wrist. There's another weak attempt as he tugs on her wrist to remove her hand around his neck. Or rather, he's encouraging her to do worst.]
Please...
[He missed this part of her just as much as he has with her sweet side.]
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[ Stop tempting her! Stop drawing out the crazy! Or don't. If he wants her worst, she's obligated to provide. It's what friends(?) do!
Her grin twists into something worthy of the Cheshire Cat, her other hand joining the one already around his neck to squeeze down harder. The touch of his hand on her wrist is barely noticed. She wants more of him agreeing with her. More subservience. Everything only he can give her. ]
Go on. [ Deep and intense, she kisses his lips to steal away the air he doesn't need, but is fun to take all the same. ] Beg me for more.
[ She's ignoring her voice of reason. How shocking! Is it even possible for her to hear it? If she can hear it, it's a rare thing. Like a chain reaction, once she's started down her darker pathways, there's nothing that can be done until she's burned herself out, leaving some form of destruction in her wake.
...If only she knew there were nightly firework shows. The voice of reason can get pretty loud when explosions start happening! But until then, she grinds against the twitching she felt from him. Even if she imagined that, she's going to ease the tension making her loins ache.
How far can they get before 10 PM hits? Time to find out! ]
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A part of him should stop her from heading down this dark path again... That part is getting quieter. The want to be subservient to Monika, his friend, is getting stronger instead. He loves it when Monika steals the breath he doesn't need.
His eyes roll back, drool trails down his chin as he... Well, "struggle". If simply holding Monika's wrist tight without any real attempt to pull her hand away can even be considered a struggle. What is a real struggle is getting Hsi words out of his throat. Instead it's all choking noises for a moment. His reddened face wouldn't get any blue, but the discomfort is real and can plainly be seen on his face.
His grip on her dress tightens the harder she squeezes his neck. Choked noises leave his lips as he struggles to Her grinding on him has the effect of his shaft erecting fast and poking his bikini bottom
Eventually though, he manges to spit some words out.]
Puh...please. More. I'm... Forever yours.
[Two hours before 10 PM. Plenty of time for her to do whatever she wishes to someone who willingly gives himself to her. All without any or much consequences to her horrible action.]
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[ She punctuates that with her hardest bite yet. She doesn't draw blood, yet she's making it obvious that she could if she wanted to. He knows she can. He knows what she's capable of, and how far she's willing to go with him. That gets her off more than it ever has, because he keeps letting her do this. He's letting her do it now.
Her eyes narrow, taking on the evil gleam that appears before she's about to be utterly awful to someone she cares so deeply about. ]
Still...everything I've done for you, and you turned your back on me. [ She fakes a sniffle, though she's sharing her true feelings. Well, sharing them in a way that twists the truth to her liking. ] You hurt me when I was only trying to help you out. I thought telling you the truth about my true love was better than lying...
[ At last, she releases his neck and sits up, scraping her nails downward until her hands are pressing on his shoulders. He gets some time to needlessly catch his breath, regain his bearings, so on and so forth. Mostly. Her hips still roll over his cock, teasing out more hardness. With that to distract him, she can indulge in her next impulse. Lacking a knife or some other object to cause some real harm, this will have to do.
Without warning, she reels back and punches his jaw.
It may not be the hardest punch ever for someone who's experienced unimaginable pain, but she gave it her all. The anger, sadness, loneliness, betrayal...she hopes he feels every bit of it. It's what he left behind before he truly disappeared again. Fueled by her own pain, it's what she thinks he deserves for not doing the impossible. He should've always been there for her.
She's not totally heartless, though. Once she thinks the pain's sufficiently sunk in, she touches the mark she's left behind, rubbing sand against it ever so lovingly. Isn't it so sweet, doing that for him? She's ignoring the ache in her knuckles, just for him! ]
Tell me what else I should do to you to make up for hurting me. Whatever you want. [ Her head tilts, innocent. ] As my best friend, you deserve it.
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