TDM 12

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WINDING MARKET
SPECIALTY SHOPS
JOBS & QUESTS
Are you looking to make big coin? Do you have the strength and endurance to take on the dungeon? Then we want YOU to join our guild's quest to sLay!
The dungeon is teeming with sexy monsters that need sLaying. All you need to do to sLay is to fuck them real good! Once satisfied, these sexy monsters may drop quality loot. Join in the hunt to sLay and consolidate drops with our guild! We're happy to make trades or buy.
Yaaassss sLay all day!
JOB POSTING ONE! BIG PAYOUT FOR EASY WORK!
I am a pharmacist looking for some brave adventurers willing to go down into the dungeon and collect dongle flower milk for me. I need at least 10 bottles! This is an important ingredient in one of my popular prescriptions. I am not athletic enough to go get it myself and my supplies are running low.
Please deliver all dongle flower milk to the medical shop in the northwest corner of the market. Please note, I need FULL bottles. Do not skimp or I won't pay!
JOB POSTING TWO! HELP A WOMAN'S GROWING BUSINESS!
I am a young lady looking to expand my make-up business. I heard rumors that there's water in the dungeon that could make an AMAZING base for make-up products. But it sounds like it's super scary in there and I don't want to go. Please, someone, help!
You can bring all bottles of dungeon water to the make-up booth in the southeast corner of the market. I'm willing to pay in chips or trade some of my current products. My face masks and nail polishes are really good!
JOB POSTING THREE! PLEASE DON'T ASK WHY!
Hello. I need many dungeon slime cores, so I am looking for everyone and anyone willing to go slime hunting and gather some for me. We can negotiate pay based upon the number of slime cores brought. Do not inquire what the slimes or their cores are needed for.
Please bring all slime and slime core deliveries to back door of the Dried and Baked Sundries shop. Thank you!
JOB POSTING FOUR! I WANT COLLECTABLES!
If you're going into the dungeon, I want collectables. If you find that fabled treasure room, bring me back something cool and shiny. I'm willing to pay good money! I don't care what it is as long as it's hard to get and I can brag to my friends about it.
You can find me drinking in the tavern. I'll be wearing expensive velvet and a tiny hat with a feather.

A WHOLE NEW BASEMENT
UPPER DUNGEON
LOWER DUNGEON

TREASURE ROOM
OOC NOTES
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ishmael / limbus company / 7♣️
get slimed, idiot!
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slime! slime! slime!
[She's in trouble. She's in trouble and you're excited. Loathsome creature. Didn't you say you would do better next time? Do you actually value her? Are you reacting like this because you worry for her or because you can only hold her when she's been weakened so?]
[So, it's a relief to see her fighting. Even if that relief is tinged with worry as the details become more clear. Is it her or simply something that looks like her? She could wait in the shadows, like she's done before, and wait to see what occurs. However, that makes the negative thoughts grow even heavier. If she wanted to prove she was not a monster, more similar to the creations of this dungeon than Ishmael was now, she needed to do something.]
[What Ishmael might notice first is that one side of her combat radius has decidedly fewer threats. The she might notice a cloaked figure that reaches out into the body of the slimes. The hand goes into the slime and then the ooze seems to dry up all around it to reveal the core. The round orb then cracks and crumbles in hand as if it were a thousands-year-old artifact.]
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no. not now. she has to hang on to what's left of her sanity and cut down these other slimes before it's too late. so she starts moving towards the cloaked figure, much like a slug because of the way she's leaving a trail of pink ooze in her wake. ]
H-Hey... Cover me. There's not a lot of them left...
[ and to prove that she isn't entire worthless yet, she staggers up to her feet and slashes down a slime creeping up to the mysterious stranger's side, slicing it in half like jelly. come on, just a little bit more... ]
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[It was not physically or mentally strenuous but instead a pressure on her entire being. It was foolish. And, yet, it was thrilling.]
[If only she had the veil from that masquerade... if only, in this moment, she could just be something else. A brief touch with Oblivion reminds her that maintaining even a facade of humanity was a heavy burden.]
[She has to keep the other side covered. She has to-]
[And yet, up close, she's transfixed by the ribcage clearly visible through the others' translucent body. Is that her real ribcage? Her bones, so plainly out in view? The heart is a mockery of anatomical accuracy but the bones might be something more real.]
[So, what else can those hands do? They can reach into the other's body and curl a finger around a rib. How beautiful.]
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yet her visible, goopy-looking heart begins to race, mostly from the exhilaration from seeing unique combat up close, even more so when the cloaked stranger reaches for her. but before ishmael could stop the stranger from coming in any closer with her own weapon, the stranger's hand dipped into her chest like jelly and -- ]
A-Ah...
[ that's... an odd sensation. like someone was kneading their hand into her chest, but deeper somehow. she flushes, hand gripping the other's wrist shakily. ]
What... are you doing?
[ her heart picks up the pace, her half-slimy body turning a rosier pink than usual. ah, indeed. ]
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[She wants to touch. She wants to see her react more.]
[They're not alone yet, though, there are still the last few remnants of slimes. With one last forlorn touch to the bones, Clara pulls her hand back out.]
[One of the few remnant slimes is picked up and her power is activated again. The slime dries up and even the length of Ishmael's slime on her arm turns to brittle dust.]
[Ah. The hunger is building up inside of her. She thankfully packed a few blood bags in her satchel. Even underneath the haze of growing lust she doesn't want to bite someone who can feel it. Is there even any blood left in Ishmael at this point...?]
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her heart's still beating inside her ribcage, but her veins seem to have become invisible now that she's turned half-slime. they kind of resemble plasma more in this case? either way she still retains blood in her; it's just a little hard to tell at the moment.
regardless, she lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding in when the stranger pulls their hand out of her chest, watching them disintegrate the scant few slimes that are still squirming about nearby. strange that the cloaked figure didn't just reduce her into smithereens either, but maybe they're not interested in doing that. maybe they want something else from her.
something physical.
she attempts to stand up, only to slip and stagger back down in her own puddle of slime. she hisses through her teeth despite her muted sense of pain, staring at the stranger with a frown. if they're not going to speak, fine. let her be the yapper, as per usual. ]
Well... What are you waiting for? You wanted something from me, correct?
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[Clara carefully surveys the surrounding area. It does seem that between the two of them the slimes of the area have been decimated. She hears the wet sound of Ishmael tumbling back and turns to look at her. The distance between them had been enough to hide her identity for now. She doesn't know if it would be better to reveal herself and chain herself with her identity or continue this gambit.]
[She turns away and rummages in her bag. She retrieves the blood bag quickly, holding it in a way to obscure the label as much as possible. It's the quickest she's ever tried to drink. Once the bag is emptied she shoves the trash back in her bag and wipes at her face with an arm. The taste satiates her hunger. Once she's sure all traces of blood are off of her face, she pulls down her hood.]
[It was better to stumble as herself than get caught pretending. She at least owes Ishmael that much, she thinks. Although the effort it takes to type up an explanation seems so enormously long at this time.]
[She resorts to something simpler. She kneels next to where Ishmael has landed and reaches out her hands. She brushes against the edge of that slime but doesn't just dive her fingers in yet. She's asking in her own way, if it's really okay for her to touch the other's body like this.]
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C-Clara...?
[ all of a sudden she doesn't know what to think. clara's always been so painfully meek, as far as ishmael has known her - she certainly hadn't expected the other woman to know basic combat until now, for starters. it's dawned on her now that she doesn't know everything about the other woman at all, and now clara is wordlessly prompting on her on how to handle her new goopy body.
she gulps, looking down on where clara's hand is touching her, her heart still beating from that rather intrusive way she touched her chest earlier. but the aphrodisiac is beginning to work wonders on her psyche, and all of a sudden she doesn't mind it at all. she would like more of that, actually.
so she gingerly takes clara's hand, bringing it towards her chest once more, over where her visible heart should be, and pushes down, as though inviting the other woman to take as much as she wants once more. ]
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get slimed/wildcard (pre-mother slime/no mother slime variant)
Reaching Ishmael, he plucks one last slime off her chest with his other hand and tosses it aside. Only then does he start to see what's become of her.]
What happened? Are you—
[He stops himself from asking if she's all right, because obviously she's not if he can see through to her ribs. Though it's less like an injury and more like... all the flesh and fat and muscle that should shield them has been replaced. Like she isn't just covered in slime, she's made from it.
As he's reeling in shock from that realization, the slimy aphrodisiac residue on his skin begins to take effect. A warm flush of arousal spreads through him.]
Damn it. [He scoops up some water and splashes it on himself, trying to wash away the slime, but it's too late.] We need to get out of here.
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she manages to snap out of it though, enough to get herself up on her feet and grab on to nanami's wrist for support in case she slips and falls into her own slime, now indistinguishable from the clear residue left behind by the slimes that are still coming towards them. ]
...We'll have to outrun them.
[ squeezing nanami's wrist tight, she starts leading him away towards an empty hall. if he notices her breathing a little louder than usual, it's definitely because she's slightly winded from fighting those things off all by herself. totally. ]
Come on.
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Down the empty corridor, then a series of turns through winding side tunnels, eventually they leave all pursuit behind. There's an alcove in the wall ahead and he checks it for any lurking slimes before pulling Ishmael into it... to catch their breath, of course.]
We lost them.
[Which still leaves them with... several other problems.]
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...Great.
[ at least her arms haven't turned into jello yet. can't say the same about everything else below her collarbone though. oddly, she keeps her eyes closed as she looks to where nanami is supposed to be standing? except no, she's off the mark. she's already feeling the familiar pinpricks of an aphrodisiac slowly spreading throughout her body, but she's going to try and hold back until nanami's gone. ]
Thanks for saving me, though. Well, sort of. Should've known not to drink anything this place provides...
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[Something she drank? It's both a relief and not. Good for him if it's not an extreme side effect of prolonged or extensive exposure to the secretions of those creatures. No less worrisome in the case of Ishmael herself. Is it reversible? Will it wear off or does she need some kind of antidote?
He's staring at her heart pulsating in her chest, unable to draw his eyes from the sight now that they're standing still. Assessing Ishmael's physical condition is quickly turning to what he has to admit, in his mind at least, is ogling. His own heart is beating hard with more than just exertion.]
There's something in the slime too. I feel it. Do you feel it?
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she ducks her head down in embarrassment, biting her lip as she thinks it over. ]
Listen. You're not half-bad of a guy, I can tell. I don't want to force you into what they want us to do here. But...
[ she lets out a shak exhale. ]
I might... need your help on this one. Sorry.
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You would be helping me as much as I'm helping you. There's nothing you have to apologize for, it happens.
[Taking a step closer feels like he's being drawn in by a magnet. He has to consciously stop himself from reaching for her, a last vestige of propriety mixed with lack of knowledge of her altered anatomy. The majority of her body is now comprised of some kind of semi-solid goo. How exactly are they going to...]
Where should I touch you?
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but she has to come up with something, for both their sakes. the sooner they fuck the aphrodisiacs out of their systems, the better. so she beckons for nanami to stoop down on the floor and extends a hand out, grateful that her arms hasn't turned to goo yet, unlike everything underneath her collarbone. and speaking of: ]
You can... start with the chest, I guess.
[ whenever nanami gets right to it, he'll notice that her body just feels like rather tough gelatin, and if he were to push his hand with a bit more force than usual, he could literally stick his hand in there. but would he really want that...? ]
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wildcards this aw yeah
[ he’s saying as they finally step into the dungeons, not long after he’d approached her with a request for protection. Or protection, rather. But some things are best left unspoken, aren’t they? Even without Changsheng to embarrass the both of them, there’s still a certain something that lingers between them, and while Baizhu won’t state it outright he’s looking forward to exploring that as well.
Perhaps she can see as much with the mischievous glint in his eyes.
But as the first level of the dungeon is hardly dark or dangerous compared to the rest, his magic isn’t quite needed just yet, so he’s content to just wander around with her, glancing over every new thing they pass by along the way. ]
Though I do get the feeling that you’re a bit of an explorer yourself…
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[ waves off his gratitude with a hint of a smile as she follows her new client down into the depths of the dungeon, flimsy weapon in hand. it has been a while since she'd hung out with baizhu, but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't eager to take him up on his offer, now that they've put everything that happened in the past between them. ]
Huh. You can tell that much? [ she shrugs. ] Um, let's just say I've explored a lot of dungeons like these back home. But I just have this knack for exploring generally, so I guess you came to the right gal for the job.
[ to demonstrate, she'll even part some overhanging vines that were blocking their way for baizhu to pass through. don't want anything to hinder her temporary boss now, mischievous glint notwithstanding. ]
I never did ask why you wanted to explore, though. Were you looking for something?
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[ That and she’d seemed like a seasoned fighter when they’d been confronted with that monstrous thing in Crane’s Respite. And even though Baizhu is expecting some monster of a similar caliber to appear during the course of their exploration, he isn’t as wary this time around, treating this all as more of a pleasant stroll than anything else.
The fact that she’s even acting like the consummate escort makes this even better. ]
But as to your question…let’s say I’m hoping to satisfy my curiosity regarding certain matters. More knowledge is never a bad thing, after all.
[ That smile he’s giving her totally isn’t suspicious at all. ]
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[ but in actuality, she's a touch relieved. it's like having someone's grandma over to thirdwheel their date (this is not a date) (unless...?).
she does spot that rather suspicious smile though, but thinks nothing of it much. she will press for more info, though. ]
Oh, like the flora? I saw some flowers that looked like dicks the other day. [ says it without cringing either. she's so used to this place's bullshit at this point... ] But you're probably here for the treasures too, right? They're kind of hard to ignore.
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I’m here for all of that and more, Ishmael.
[ Said with a chuckle, because he does appreciate her frankness regarding the strange quirks of this world. Some people just never get used to it, and even Baizhu himself tends to put things more delicately.
But more than that, it meant that she was more relaxed around him now, and for that he’s grateful. Changsheng need not smooth things over for the both of them again. ]
Though I most certainly harbor ulterior motives as well.
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Well, whatever you're scheming is none of my business for the time being. I'm just here to escort you.
[ but before they can proceed any further, she stops just before the entrance and turns to him. ]
That being said, what exactly are you looking for in here?
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I’ll admit I don’t exactly know. I’m certainly interested in the unique flora of the place, but beyond that…
[ He shrugs. ]
Well, a little mystery can make things more exciting, after all.
[ He’s just going to give her a very pointed look. ]
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Well, suit yourself. I wanted to collect some goodies for myself anyway. I hear there's treasure at the bottom of this dungeon, but we can take our sweet time getting there.
[ and thus she'll keep leading the way until they land at... floor 3? where there's more vegetation compared to the first floor. sentient ones, that is, with flowers with giant buds wiggling their vines about as if to entice whoever is into that. hah, can you imagine? ]
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