lusi | MINGLE 001

MINGLE 001: FOOD, FUN, FUCKING

Guests are 'gently encouraged' by enforcer robots to gather into what appears to be a central gathering place in the middle of the settlement area. Attendance is quite mandatory. Once everyone has gathered, holographic emitters kick on and display... static. Loudspeakers tell the captive audience to prepare for an important announcement, and moments later a proper but mechanical voice chimes in:

Greetings, organisms! R̷e̶j̸o̴i̴c̷e̸, for the portents foresee a time of glorious providence! We have recorded your actions a̵n̸d̵ ̴o̸u̶r̵ ̵c̶a̵p̸a̷b̷i̴l̸i̷t̵i̶e̸s̶ ̴have upgraded accordingly! The fabricator general automata grant you a boon, and shall provide much glamorous f̷i̶x̴t̶u̶r̶e̴s̷ ̴to aid in your future acts. Frolic and make merrily, all!

To honor your contributions and celebrate your arrival, you will be invited to attend our first sultry salacious soiree. Join your fellow chosen and f̵u̶l̵f̴i̵l̸l̵ ̵y̸o̷u̶r̷ ̷f̸u̴n̴c̷t̷i̶o̶n̶!

And with that, the display ends and characters are allowed to go as they please.

Upon returning, characters now find that dormant manufacturing robots have been reactivated, and will accept requests to build certain household fixtures, i.e., bedding, couches, loveseats. Because who wants to bang on a dusty cot, right? The quality will not be high. Imagine low-end IKEA. Build quality also varies dramatically and seems to depend on how old and corrupted the machine is. (As with all things in this world, quality is improved with intimate acts.)

But what is this celebration you've been invited to? That much is simple as sin. It's a mechanically sponsored party. Of particular note to hungry newcomers will be a fully stocked banquet ample spirits and naturally, a dedicated area for an all-out orgy. It's a good old-fashioned party, Roman style!

● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ●

These are no hospital rations. This is a full-fledged feast. It's no less dangerous, though.
Naturally, the robots have seen fit to add a little bit "extra." Some offerings are entirely innocuous, while others have bevy of effects that you'll soon discover.

You may find yourself only able to speak the truth, or maybe after one bite you find yourself instantly smitten with the next person you see. Some foods incite obedience, others rebellion. And some... well, you can't have an orgy without some good, old-fashioned aphrodisiac.

The music has been modulated to change the way you think. Of course it's electro-synth, what else would robots play?

Slower music induces sleep; maybe you fall into a cuddle-puddle with some of your fellow kidnappees. Faster music encourages you to dance. And some music? That's what upstairs is for.

Speaking of upstairs, what's an orgy without the orgy? You may find yourself auspiciously able to fill your decadent A5 squares. In a large room that seems unusually renovated, as if the robots had given it special attention just for this day, a floor covered in pillows awaits the beast with two backs. No one is turned away, and those attending will get a notification from their devices that they have received... additional credits? What could this mean?

● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ●
N A V I G A T I O N

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Yeah, that's good... fuck--

[ For a little while, Xue Yang continues to roll his hips, taking his own pace as he pushes up into Shen Qingqiu's hand. But then his control wanes, and his rhythm loses its steadiness.

It's not long after that then Xue Yang's hands clench and his head tips forward. His eyes shut briefly again as he makes a noise deep in his throat, not even caring as he comes in his pants. It's not as if he cares about any stain, and this is supposed to be an orgy anyway, right? ]

[Once it's done he takes his hand away as if he was about to be burned and pushed Xue Yang away. Though not as hard as he could, but definitely in a 'do not touch me please' way.]

There.

[ His grip on Shen Qingqiu's shoulder remains tight, keeping himself from being shoved off his lap entirely. He gives another murmur, then leans in to try to steal one last kiss from Shen Qingqiu. ]

[This time with noteworthy reflexes he opens his fan just in time to defend his lips. He could only give so much, and he was out of stock now.]

[ Then Shen Qingqiu's fan gets another lingering kiss, but then Xue Yang pulls back and off Shen Qingqiu's lap. ]

You should get better at kissing.

That-!

[He quickly shut up biting his words and pulling a more calm facade over himself.]

All things in due time.

If you don't let it out, it's going to build up a lot worse than this. So next time we meet, you can tell me how that "in due time" goes for you.

[ And with that, Xue Yang turns to leave. ]

This master is not repressed.

[He said nothing more and wasn't going to stop him, he just felt like clearing that up. There was a difference between holding things in and letting them fester and just... not really caring that much about it.

And perhaps he felt a twinge of guilt.

No, a lot of guilt.

The person who should be here, trying to kiss him, wanting to fuck him, they were not here. Even if it would be bad, and not particularly enjoyable... he still missed him, he was committing yet another betrayal now.]

MINGLE 001

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject