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TDM 12
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
As a token of appreciation to all of our guests, the house and resort have worked in collaboration with the all powerful system that transmigrates souls between worlds to bring you a special excursion! All are invited to participate in our limited time event, Tits out! A Sex Dungeon! where guests can shop, craft, adventure, treasure hunt, and battle.
During this event, sexual encounters with WILDCARD guests are worth double the payout, so please keep an eye out for our new arrivals! Other supplies, such as typically banned weapons, are also available.
We appreciate our low rank guests temporarily adjusting their living quarters to accommodate this delightful experience. Extra thanks to you for your generosity! 】
WINDING MARKET
A ROOKERY COMES SPRAWLING
SPECIALTY SHOPS
LIMITED TIME WARES
JOBS & QUESTS
A MAKESHIFT TAVERN
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
GOOD LUCK, NEW ARRIVALS
UPPER DUNGEON
START THE DESCENT
LOWER DUNGEON
HALFWAY DOWN
TREASURE ROOM
IT DEFINITELY ISN'T CURSED
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; anonymous; aphrodisiacs; BDSM dynamics; body swap; breeding kink; classic tropes; costumes; cum play; dubcon; death; enchantments; erotic plants; erotic monsters; entrapment; hypnotism; noncon; temperature play; traps; weapons; violence; voice kink
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's November event and is designed to provide content for players through the mods' December break. The marketplace and dungeon will ICly conclude on January 1st.
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▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's November event and is designed to provide content for players through the mods' December break. The marketplace and dungeon will ICly conclude on January 1st.
▶ 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!
▶ 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!
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Thankfully, they've avoided the mistletoe (Natori's mouth is inaccessible, they would have had a very tough time of it); instead, Natori's checking out one of the chests along Tseng's respawn mapping route. This time, he's finally in normal, nondescript clothing, which does make the mask stand out some in comparison. He looks up and over when Tseng comes by-- or at least, he angles the mask towards Tseng to speak.]
Ah, Tseng-san. [Even if Tseng doesn't recognize his voice, the lizard is sitting out on his exposed forearm, Natori's sleeves rolled up to stay out of his way for his looting dungeon crawl. Tseng is a good sport about rolling with all of the weirdness, and Natori's pretty sure that if he were to be extremely blasé about the mask, Tseng would follow his lead, and they could exchange polite small talk without ever addressing it. For a moment of sheer contrarianism, Natori considers doing that, just to spite the hotel for trying to force his hand this way. But he's aware that it'd just be spitting in the wind. Instead, he reaches up to absent-mindedly ruffle his bangs, halfway to the motion before he realizes that they're pushed behind his mask. Annoying.] ...Actually, do you have a minute? I've... received a 'gift' from the House.
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Natori? [ the lizard crawls into view, and tseng's guess is confirmed. he is pretty good at rolling with weirdness, so at least to start with tseng doesn't ask about the mask, but he does come around to get a better look at it out of curiosity, and when natori adds the bit about receiving a "gift" he does let his eyebrow lift. ] I can see that. What happened?
[ he does, in fact, have a minute. tseng isn't down in these dungeons on a mission, just exploring and finding what he can find. if there's something he can do to help natori out with whatever he's got going on...
well, tseng still has the pointedly awkward memory of their last encounter living in the back of his mind, but he's not going to let that affect his professionalism. ]
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[Natori taps the mask where it sits over his temple.]
It's just a display piece from one of the Natori branch houses-- most likely a representation of a significant ayakashi that the house took down. [Not exactly true; it's a display piece, yes, but there's a reason the House likely took this one and not any of the others, even besides the opportunity to count.] But all six of the eyes are supposed to be open. I woke up to find it on my pillow, with the eyes closed, and the next thing I knew it was on my face. I haven't been able to remove it, and I'm guessing it won't come off until I get the rest open. I have an idea of what does it, so...
[Alright. Here goes. He takes one more steadying breath (even now, he can't help slipping in a bit of a performance) and admits:] When we were in that elevator around Halloween, your reflection suggested some... [Will it still work if he's too circumspect about it? Better to be safe.] Edging. If that's something you'd actually like to do, I'd be... interested in giving it a try.
[It's actually a little easier having the mask on; Natori's instincts in moments like these is to avoid eye contact, but it's not as though Tseng can see his eyes. He can keep the mask angled towards Tseng's face and still look over Tseng's shoulder in the middle distance-- he already knows he doesn't need direct eye contact for this to work.
Except... after a beat, he idly touches what should be the next eye to open if they follow the established pattern.]
...It didn't open?
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[ honestly, the mask being a birthday gift makes perfect sense to tseng. he's more than passingly familiar with the whims of the house as it relates to their birthdays, or at least the first birthday spent in the resort—and he knows that the house likes to drive people to lengths they might not otherwise reach on their own. there must be some criteria natori will have to meet in order to remove the mask, and judging by the misaligned eyes staring him down tseng suspects that it will involve either opening or closing all of them.
the rest of the explanation only serves to prove tseng right, although his eyebrows climb when natori goes straight from "this is a relic from my exorcist family" to "i'd be interested in trying edging." maybe the mask is pushing him to be more open, more vulnerable?
not that it seems to work. tseng shakes his head once, confirming natori's guess. ]
No, no change. [ tseng considers it for a moment. ] If the point is to be honest about something, either you're not telling the truth or you're not telling enough of the truth.
[ isn't that something. that natori had chosen this topic of conversation at all probably means that he is, and was, interested in what tseng's reflection (and by extension, tseng himself) was suggesting back in the elevator, so what exactly is the problem? ]
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For one wild moment, Natori thinks about lying. Saying that he wasn't telling the truth, and so that must have been the reason it didn't work. But not only would that be critically embarrassing, would there be the risk of one of the open eyes closing up again in retribution? And also, then he wouldn't get edged until he cried.]
Well, I thought that was the point. [He runs his hand through the hair on the back of his head, this time forgetting that the mask keeps interrupting his anxious gestures up until his fingers bump up against the mask when he goes too far forward. It's still enough to help him gather himself back together; his voice is lighter, unstressed when he adds] Let's call that a freebie, then.
[But now there's the question of what exactly he's supposed to be sharing, if not that. He'd think the house would support sharing feelings that would get him laid, but it's not that it was a lie. Too impersonal, maybe? Stupid ayakashi. A part of him wants to call this attempt with Tseng and go hide somewhere, but... in for a penny? Might as well limit the number of people he has to go to for this. He sighs.]
Fine. Want to help me try to figure out what I am supposed to be doing?
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For what it's worth, my reflection was telling the truth about my interests, too. [ for natori's sake more than his own, tseng doesn't go so far as saying "i would like to tie you up and make you cry," but he doubts he needs to be explicit about it for natori to remember the content of the conversation between their reflections. ] Take that as you will.
[ as an invitation, or just a statement of fact. either way, it's less pertinent right now than the more pressing issue at hand, which is the mask natori wears and the demands it's making of him. tseng nods again. ]
All right. There are two eyes open right now—is this an exercise in opening all of the eyes, or closing them?
[ investigation is a part of tseng's skill set, so hopefully he'll be able to help at least a little. ]
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[He fishes out a note that has clearly been re-folded and handled multiple times, holding it out for Tseng to read.] If you don't like the idea of an audience.
[Who knows if it's true or just meant to rile him up, but it's not like it would surprise him at this point. The hotel has already made it abundantly clear that they have access to the deepest corners of the guests' hearts, both information and physical objects like the mask itself. Practically speaking, there's no difference between that and the unseemly idea that the staff can go out of their way to watch them have sex. Emotionally speaking, however... But again, he doesn't think the note has any clues about the mask. If they're related, it's only in that they're trying to shake him, make him more vulnerable to the ever-present influence of the hotel.]
Opening them. [Which means he's in worse shape than if it had been the other way around.] I mentioned that this mask is usually on display in a branch house. When I arrived at the hotel, I'd just returned to my apartment after two days working on a job in that house. The mask itself was-- [irrelevant, he was going to say, but catches himself; after a moment of consideration, he goes with] incidental to the job. As far as I know, it doesn't have any supernatural abilities...
[And again, he'd normally leave it there, but he does truly want to get to the bottom of this.]
But there are dozens of masks on display in that house. This one in particular is... salt in the wound, you might say.
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instead he takes the note natori offers and reads through it, then again. it's probably better for both of them as they treat this as a simple mystery rather than a matter involving both of their genuine sexual desires, at least for the time being, so once he's committed the contents of the note to memory tseng hands it back over with a slightly lifted brow. ]
This place does have a way of transforming even artifacts from our homes. [ ask him how he knows. the assess materia in his bracer glows cheerfully. ] I'm not surprised that they chose one they knew would have some... emotional impact.
[ a pause, and then tseng says, diplomatically, ] I'm not going to ask what wound it would be salting—I'm sure you've already considered it at length. Who is Ellie?
[ a nod toward the pocket natori's note has been pushed back into. ]
They make it sound like a punishment.
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[He's not sure what the connection is between the mask and the girlies deciding to unionize on behalf of Ellie's scorned love, unless it's just that his birthday was an opportunity to send him another note. Or unless it has more to do with why, exactly, Ellie had offered to bear his children in the first place in that first note. The first family secret he had put together in his uncle's house, and then the mask that led him to the second.]
...The details of the wound could be the point. [Was it meant as a hint? That what he should be sharing isn't just any old secret, but things along the lines of the one the mask had led him towards just before his arrival? ...A thing he'd only shared with Natsume, and even then only because Natsume was physically in the room with him when he'd discovered it. It did seem like the sort of thing the hotel could do, and it tracked with what had gotten the other eyes to open. He sighs heavily, running his hand through the hair on the top of his head. There was an awful lot of context necessary to explain exactly what he'd found in his uncle's house, which could be an experiment in and of itself.] Well... If I walk you through the circumstances surrounding the mask, will you tell me if the eye opens? I'm curious about what the tipping point is.
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[ things being what they are here and all... tseng himself has never had such an audacious request made of him by the resort staff, but he doesn't at all have a hard time imagining it. pretty much anything can be a kink if your resort brain worms are bad enough.
the notion that the details of the wound could be integral to the mask's challenge is an interesting one. if nothing else, tseng is generally pretty circumspect and can be trusted to keep secrets, so if natori ends up spilling something sensitive he can rest assured it won't leave tseng's confidence. he nods, then gestures before them. ]
Should we walk and talk? [ mostly to give them something to do other than to just stand here in this part of the dungeon, looking at each other. although on second thought— ] Or maybe it would serve you better not to be distracted during the telling. We can sit instead.
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It's not that distracting of a story. [And having something to do with his hands feels like it would help, even with his face covered. He may be able to avoid eye contact whenever he wants, but he'd still have to decide where to angle the mask.] Feel like helping me look for clothes in my size? You've seen what I'm stuck with otherwise.
[Except even most of his horrible clothes have gone missing. He's not going to be too choked up about it if he never recovers some of those.
So walk and talk it is, with an excuse to idly scan for chests to search through. Natori sticks his hands in his pockets as they go, trying to think about where to begin and settling into his role as designated Exorcist Info Dumper.] Well. You know I'm an exorcist. The Natori clan was well-known back in the day. We specialize in paper spells and charms.
[He nods at Tseng as if to encompass the entire elevator adventure, without needing to use so many words.]
Exorcist clans are very... proprietary. Families develop their own skillsets and guard them fiercely. There's a lot of political maneuvering, especially back then-- taking on apprentices, arranging marriage alliances, competition with the other clans, or even between branches of the same family... there was a lot of concern about obtaining, and keeping, power. Not just to better deal with ayakashi, but to keep the family strong. Ayakashi hold grudges, and have long lives. Older families have to worry about them seeking revenge, not just for what the current members of the family may have done but for what ancestors had done generations ago-- even the ones who can understand human timeframes and can tell that they're not dealing with the same people as before don't really grasp it, or don't care. And families die out. Sometimes violently, but more often the ability to see ayakashi just... disappears over time. People lose their sight as they age, more and more children are born without any ability in the first place, and eventually a clan folds. But that doesn't matter to the ayakashi, who can't tell the difference. So most of the time, a dying clan will join up with a more powerful one, even a hated enemy, and turn over all of their resources, their tools and techniques but also manpower, in exchange for protection.
[None of this is really vulnerable-- he's said it plenty of times before. It's just necessary context to build up.]
For whatever reason, the Natori family didn't do that. They chose to quit the business rather than get absorbed into another clan. The sight died out generations ago, so all that was left was the fear that the ayakashi would come calling for revenge. And then...
[He shrugs theatrically, gesturing up and down to encompass his body. The wry look is lost behind the mask, so it's up to Tseng's interpretation just how sarcastic Natori is being when he maintains the same matter-of-fact tone as he has the entire time.]
I could see them.
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if only it wouldn't be way out of line for tseng to send natori wardrobe-rebuilding funds. ]
I see. [ although tseng is a good listener, he doesn't interject often. nods occasionally, or quiet sounds of thoughtful understanding, but no questions for the time being. he is aware that natori is an exorcist; he isn't surprised to know that his clan specialized in paper spells, all things considered. these are all puzzle pieces that tseng can slot into his understanding of who natori is.
he thinks also of matoba, the other exorcist tseng is familiar with here in the resort. proprietary is certainly one word for it. not for the first time he wonders if the two know each other (ha ha, do they ever), but decides it's ultimately not his business to ask, nor does he think matoba would appreciate having his business put on blast in the event that they aren't already familiar.
although tseng doesn't necessarily understand the intricacies of the exorcist world, there are parallels he can draw. power is power no matter where you come from, and it doesn't surprise him to know that exorcists clans are just as interested in preserving it as any powerful midgar family might be. ]
That's interesting. Is there precedent for that? [ for a child with the ability to see spirits being born to a dead exorcist clan, he means. he wants, too, to ask what about natori was special, that he might have the sight when so many generations before him didn't—but he keeps that question to himself, for the time being. ]
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[He trails off for a moment to keep the old bitterness from seeping into his voice. But it's only for a moment; he collects himself and moves on.]
Sometimes it pops up in a child without a clear family history. That's the worst, I think. When there's no context at all for the things they see, when everyone around them thinks they're making it up... the only hope at that point is that the child stumbles across someone that can help them make sense of it.
[Though, of course, his family did insist he was making it up. But there's a world of difference between what Natsume went through and Natori's relatives hoping he was just lying about the family bogeyman to get attention. Natori's family believed ayakashi existed, they just didn't want to believe him.]
...But for my specific circumstance? It's hard to say. It was very unusual for my family to have quit the business entirely instead of merging. I don't know if any comparable family had done that before. It was pride, I guess... wanting to hold onto what they created instead of seeing it fall into the hands of their rivals. Even if it made things more difficult for future generations. You could call it optimistic, maybe. That things would work out, that the grudges would die out, that the ability would rebound fast enough to recover the business in time...
[But Natori wouldn't, not as the recipient of that 'optimism.' Filial piety and the fact that he's talking to an outsider means he needs to give his ancestors the benefit of the doubt, to not speak too poorly about their decisions, but there's a tiredness behind his matter-of-fact tone. The context of having this conversation in the first place is enough to make it clear that he disagrees. Apparently the mask agrees with him; the next eye in the pattern flutters briefly, as if stirring before waking up.]
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he thinks back over what natori has told him. the long history of exorcist clans and the way they behave, consolidating power, holding grudges and having grudges held against them. how natori's family had been different, refusing to give over their knowledge and tools to anyone else, either out of pride or out of some misplaced faith that everything would work out for them. the way that natori tells it is very matter-of-fact—close to the same tone tseng uses when delivering a report, as though he's reporting on happenings that don't particularly affect him.
and yet they've edged close to something that matters. the flicker of one of the eyes is evidence of that. ]
I don't know if I would call that optimism, actually. [ pride seems more accurate. hubris, maybe, a belief that despite all evidence to the contrary things would be different for them. and natori on the receiving end of this dubious gift, a burden on his shoulders with no one to teach him how to bear it. ] It must have been hard on you.