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You've seen this before. The thought strikes suddenly, during whatever it is you were doing. Having an important conversation? Running away from home? Dying in the midst of a fierce battle? Where ever you are, one things is true: you're certain this isn't the first time you've lived through this. But upon realizing this, that's when it happens. Like someone hitting rewind on the VCR, you're back where you were ten minutes ago. And it happens again. And again. And again--Until finally, something is different. A door stands in front of you. Will you go through it? Nothing else seems to be working, so this might be your only chance.
Upon opening the door and heading inside, a strange feeling overwhelms you. It's comforting and warm, like being enveloped in a soft, heavy blanket. You hear a voice murmuring in your ear, but it's unintelligible.
And in the next moment, you've appeared in a laboratory, surrounded by the unfamiliar yet worried faces of people in lab coats, speaking in a foreign language that doesn't sound so foreign to you anymore.
Nanjikan Research Laboratory
There isn't much time to process what's happening before characters are ushered out of the arrival room. They're passed between a medical and a psychiatric team, checking them for injuries and psychological trauma. Their every need is met: food is offered, injuries are tended to, and questions are answered. "You're in a country called Nippon on a planet called Gaia," they explain. "You were brought here because you became aware of the timeloop... we'll explain everything."
Orientation Nanjikan Research Lab, Tokyo
Everyone is brought to a large auditorium, where dozens of other people looking similarly out of place are seated around them. The scientists and doctors from before file on stage, thoroughly explaining the situation. What they experienced back home was a timeloop. While the loops in their home worlds are smaller and likely to resolve on their own, the fact that such a small amount of time is being repeated is what makes them so dangerous for those who become aware of it. And they've been working around the clock, checking adjacent universes for others who've become aware. While the technical explanations may go over the heads of most, that's not the reason they were all brought together like this.
And they continue to explain: their own world was trapped in a year long loop for decades, if not longer. Through the use of an ancient form of bonding magic, they bound their world to the present flow of time, allowing it to progress past the timeloop. Or at least, that's how they thought it worked. In truth, it appears to be magic capable of distorting reality itself. But by the time they realized this was the case, they had already begun the process of rescuing others from similar worlds using that very same magic.
Until they find the means of resuming the flow of time back in your home world, you'll just have to make due with this one. But not to worry, because Nippon is fully committed to taking care of the refugees!
A Place to Call Home Tokyo, Kanto
Once orientation is over, characters will be given one of three options for housing. Housing will be paid by the government of Nippon until they decide to move elsewhere, with NRL providing a stipend for food expenses.
In lieu of providing transportation, all refugees will be granted an unlimited rail pass that they can use to travel all across Nippon!
For those bound for Nihonbashi, be careful not to board the train too late at night. Because on Friday nights, the Loop Line's final train of the night is a party train! Every train car is quickly set up with its own theme and decor, with this week featuring a high school romance car! Upon passing through, passengers will find their clothing magically replaced with (potentially ill-fitting) school uniforms! If they want their original clothing back, they'll have to gamble for them, and hope they don't lose whatever clothing they've got left. The train will loop endlessly past the same station until sunrise, so hopefully they weren't planning on an early night's sleep.
In Little Edo, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and refugees will be encouraged to visit one of the many shrines populating the district to receive a Spring Blessing. Of course, it's just an ordinary fortune that happens to come on sakura-pink paper. But for the refugees, the power of Kizuna will cause whatever fortune they receive to come true. And these fortunes are distressingly specific, ranging from "Don't flirt with the cute girl at the tea shop, she'll break your heart and your wallet" to "That new restaurant you tried last night gave you food poisoning, hurry home!" Are the fortunes coming true, or are they somehow reading the future? How mysterious.
In Yoshiwara, it's spring cleaning season for the dorms! And not just any cleaning. It seems some residents have been complaining about strange laughter in the walls. As a professional comes in to flush out the cause, residents will be warned to keep an eye out for the tickle mehehe that will be trying to hide in closets and under futons. Sure, they're harmless. But unless they want to wake up with a furry new bedmate, they should consider grabbing a broom to help clean up.
NRL Time Refugee Support Network
Once they've received their housing assignment, all refugees will be given small handheld devices called magi-tech communicators, or magi-comms for short. They're heavier than a conventional smartphone would be, but far sturdier, and powered by the ambient magic that flows through the city. They don't need to be charged, but they won't work outside of cities at all. Upon booting it up, they'll find a message linking them to a special channel for refugees.
#nrl_time_refugee_support - online
Oops! Looks like the new camera feature was already recording! Thankfully, this is the only time an accidental video will occur. Videos and photos are still lacking full color, appearing to be slightly sepia-toned, but otherwise lacking in color variety with a very poor resolution. But hey, better than nothing!
Current characters will be allowed to upgrade their current magi-comms at no charge!
Use the following code for your top-level if you'd like! This is how network communication will look for characters in the game until more advanced magi-tech comms become available for characters.
Stamen And Pistil
Life in Tokyo is finally getting back to normal after the bizarre influx of ayakashi late last month, and just in time for cherry blossom season! All around the city, streets are lined with trees filled with pink blossoms, as shops begin selling special, limited edition items to ring in the new season, and the people break out the picnic baskets to drink beneath the blossoms.
But pretty flowers aren't there only thing that spring brings to mind. Spring is the season of love in Nippon, and as the new arrivals are sure to find out, that theme is something the people of Nippon take very seriously.
Hanami Happenings Little Edo, Tokyo
Those looking for a good way to spend their day and enjoy the nice spring weather should look no further than Little Edo, where most of the city's cherry blossom trees reside. Nearly every corner is painted bright pink from the colorful petals carpeting the landscape. And beneath the shade of these beautiful messengers of spring, it's customary in Nippon to hold gatherings with friends and enjoy drinks and merriment in a practice known as Hanami.
One of the largest parks in Little Edo, sitting at the foot of a rather beautiful shrine, is where most of the refugees will be invited to join a special Hanami being thrown by the people of Tokyo, to honor the refugees for saving the city last month. Large blankets are spread out beneath the trees, with free bentos, sakura-themed snacks and treats, and no shortage of tea and beer for anyone to come and drink. It seems even the officials are looking the other way should someone below the legal drinking age of 20 decide to take part.
In fact, one vendor seems particularly interested in having the refugees try their new sakuramochi-flavored beer. With a mild hint of cherry blossoms in every sip, it's the ideal way to enjoy the Hanami season. And unlike normal beer, with it comes a special property, as those who drink it will become more relaxed and friendly, creating a warmer atmosphere beneath the cherry blossom trees.
Towards the end of the day as the sun begins to set, a special ceremony takes place, where a new cherry blossom tree is planted in honor of the refugees. There, an official speaks on behalf of the emperor, who was unable to attend, but wished to extend his gratitude to the refugees. However, the moment the plant is in the ground, to the shock of the crowd around it, it spontaneously begins to grow before their very eyes, until it's become a fully grown and towering tree, bursting with pink blossoms. It'll be the talk of the town for the rest of the month, as the citizens come to see it as a sort of blessing of behalf of the refugees.
Flowers of Evil Little Edo, Tokyo
While the city has mostly returned to normal following last month's madness-inducing pollen incident, as it turns out, jubokko pollen has left a lingering effect on a number of the cherry blossom trees in Little Edo. These trees are easily identified by the red blossoms growing among the pink ones, their petals refusing to fall no matter how strong the wind blows.
However, unlike the jubokko's pollen, these petals carry a very different effect. Anyone who stands under the shade of these trees will feel an irresistible urge to confess something. Once enough confessions are made, the red petals will gradually wither and fall, removing all enchantments from the tree.
But even among these enchanted trees, there's one that's even more different from the others. While most people will only see an ordinary cherry blossom tree, those who are prone to feelings of bloodlust will see it for what it really is: a tree covered entirely in blood-red petals. Those who see its true form will be struck by feelings of inexplicable terror, and will be unable to explain why. Not even leaving the trees sight will calm then down -- but some comforting words or physical affection from someone they've bonded with will quickly calm them down.
Dick Festival Kanayama Shrine, Tokyo Outskirts
While most residents are celebrating the spring season under the cherry blossoms, a different sort of celebration is taking place at the Kanayama Shrine, located just outside of Tokyo on a tall, narrow hilltop that juts out of the flooded landscape. It's time for the annual Kanamara Matsuri, and all refugees will find themselves invited to the little island to see the festivities. And what sort of festival is it, you may ask?
Why, it's the Festival of the Steel Phallus! According to legend, there was once a plague of a type of ayakashi that was known to live in the genitals of humans, whose vicious bite caused the birthrate of a certain city to drop down to zero. To combat this, an afflicted young woman asked a blacksmith to forge a steel phallus in order to break the ayakashi's teeth, freeing her of the curse. It's said the original phallus remains enshrined in the innermost chambers-- and in honor of this most venerated dildo, a festival is held every spring to celebrate sexuality and fertility, all leading up to a procession in which a giant steel phallus is paraded around the island.
(And no, I didn't make this up.)
Refugees visiting the shrine will find no shortage of phallic-shaped foods and merchandise. Outside of the wide array of oddly shaped dildos to choose from, in terms of food, there are stalls selling lollipops, popsicles, sausages, grilled squid, octopus balls, cream-filled dick waffles-- but there's more at work here than a simple theme. Those who choose the popsicles will find themselves with a temporary oral fixation, causing an urge to have something between their lips at all times. Now, is this a naughty trick, or merely a marketing ploy to sell more popsicles? It's hard to say.
But the real treat is inside the shrine itself, where a single dildo stands tall among gilded offerings and flowers. The inner chamber is only ever put on display once every few years, and for good reason. Anyone whose eyes fall upon the majestic phallus will become overwhelmed with a desire to fill or be filled - which might just be why viewings are done in groups of two or more, the outer doors of the shrine closed behind them for privacy. There's a nice pile of pillows and no shortage of lubricating oils available, so why not get into the spirit of the season with a friend or two?
OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's April TDM! The TDM is considered game canon, and also serves as the intro log! That said, whether you choose to carry threads over to the game or not is up to you!
• Current players are more than welcome to top-level, or take prompts from the TDM and use for their own logs! This may change in the future depending on how busy TDMs become.
• CRAU characters may start regaining their CRAU memories one month after the TDM. However, vague feelings of familiarity are allowed between previous game CR! For more on this, please read the FAQ!
• You do not need to sign-up for housing! Choose whichever style you prefer. Roommates can be chosen by the characters or can be random. If you want to switch housing later, your character has the option of moving at the beginning of each month.
• Feel free to get creative with what sort of gambling takes place in the Loop Line prompt. Gambling is otherwise illegal in Nippon, but is pretty common on Friday night Loop Line parties.
• Despite everything, Kanamaru Matsuri is considered an all-ages event!
Please leave any questions about the TDM prompts in the thread below! General game questions can be directed to the FAQ!
Apps are always open!
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[He takes a step closer, resting a hand on Dionysus' arm as he bites at his lower lip, looking every bit as excited as he feels right now. As Ranpo's eyes draw over his chest and note the height and general size difference between them, he can't help but wonder if this means he has a type.]
Keep talking like that, and I'll let you worship every inch of me.
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[Perhaps he should have complimented Ranpo earlier at his party; if he'd known he'd respond so well to his praise, then it would have been worth it.
Dionysus leans down, his curls falling over his shoulder, and he cups a hand under Ranpo's chin to hold his face in place as he flicks his tongue over his bitten lip.]
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[As Dionysus leans down, Ranpo reaches up, resting a hand on Dionysus' shoulder and letting his fingers tangle into his long hair. For all that he's trying not to make it too obvious, he's still pretty inexperienced in all this, unable to hold back a nervous little giggle when he feels that tongue against his lips. But even so, he presses forward, parting his lips to capture Dionysus' in a kiss.]
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His tongue flicks against Ranpo's teeth before pushing further into his mouth, tilting his head so he has a good angle to kiss him deeper. His free hand, the one that's not cupped around Ranpo's chin, quickly busies itself with dragging his nails in a trail down the smaller man's spine.]
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[Well, not entirely. It's something Ranpo realized himself after that encounter with Genbu in the showers -- there was something exciting about doing something like this in a semi-public area, where the risk of being caught was so great. Perhaps it wasn't so much a factor here, given this shrine was more or less designed for the sort of "worship" they're doing now, meaning they'd be less likely to be interrupted. But even just knowing that possibility was there was enough to make things feel more exciting--]
[Which is probably why it doesn't take long for a tail to pop out as well to match the kitty ears, though given he's wearing a kimono right now, it's not quite visible yet
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[Dionysus parts from the kiss to breathe a hot, deep sigh of pleasure, then presses his lips to the corner of Ranpo's jaw, lips trailing down until he finds his pulse. He sucks there, leaving a small bruise, wanting to mark the mortal man and lay his claim in the moment.]
[Even covered by his kimono, it doesn't take Dionysus long to find the tail anyway. The hand that was dragging a path down Ranpo's back eventually makes its way to the shorter man's ass, which he shamelessly grabs and squeezes through the fabric of his clothes. In the process, his hand comes in contact with the bulk of the tail, so he releases as quickly as he made a grab and instead gropes around the base of it, trying to figure out what he's feeling, and he picks his head up to ask-]
Tail?
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[But when he moves down to squeeze his ass and finds a tail instead -- well that has Ranpo letting out a squeak, pulling his hips inward as if to avoid the hand. At least, until he starts just touching it normally. The base of it is particularly sensitive, sending strange shivers down his spine. He could get used to this...]
What kind of cat would I, nng, be without a tail? But I guess you can't really see it yet, huh...
[Yet, he says, like an unspoken invitation to get that kimono open already. For his part, Ranpo's not too good at tying the belt, so it's already starting to hang open somewhat provocatively.]
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Oh, I guess not, I guess not... Well, I'll have to fix that.
[These clothes are foreign to him, but Dionysus knows he'll be able to figure out how to undress a person eventually. He lets go of Ranpo's face to drop his hands down to the sash, making quick work - but not too hasty - of untying it and letting it drop to the ground. Other garments are similarly dealt with, Dionysus rubbing his hands against Ranpo's body in lingering, unnecessary touches until what's left is loose, and he can stick his hands within and stroke a broad hand down the human's belly.]
It'd be better if we were lying so I could praise this body, yeah?
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[Those nervous giggles are back as Dionysus starts stripping off Ranpo's clothes, with Ranpo himself helping him along by tugging a few layers open. While he lets the fabric slide down off his shoulders, he keeps his arms in the sleeves, because lbr, partially undressed is more erotic than totally bare okay.]
[But with his tail freed, it can now slide out from around his hip, wagging aimlessly as a show of his good mood.]
Hmm, I think I see a good spot!
[He rests a hand over the one on his stomach, fingers curling around it to tug Dionysus along towards one of the piles of cushions -- which he's quick to flop down into, stretching his arms out on either side of him as if inviting him down for a hug.]
How's this?
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[He has to at least comment.]
[Dionysus also has no complaints about Ranpo keeping some clothes on, though stains might be a thing... It would probably be a shame to stain such nice fabric too. But also, the god is horny, and so he can't be held accountable for these things.]
[He's going to take care of his own clothes before he gets to Ranpo though, which his has far few layers. Being a slow adoptee of the local style of dress, once he tugs off his obi his yukata falls open and there's not much beneath it. His cock, half hard and sagging under the weight, bounces as he takes the step forward and then down to join Ranpo in the cushions.]
Nice, can't say I'm complaining, not at all.
[He stretches out in a space next to Ranpo, cuddling in close so their bodies are touching.]
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[With a hand resting on Dionysus' chest, he runs his fingertips downward, tracing over his muscles... oh, he has a type, all right.]
So... how do you want me?
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[Ranpo's an attractive young man, and having him so eager to lie with him and touch him is something that Dionysus can't deny he's enjoying, what with the way his cock twitches against the smaller man's leg as his fingers map the contours of his muscles. He tilts his head, placing a kiss against Ranpo's forehead.]
I was hoping to maybe have you bent in half, or maybe from behind, that would be very nice, but first I'd love to see and suck your cock.
[He's shameless and forward, and as he says this his hand traces back down Ranpo's back, down to his tail again. He's not unfamiliar with lovers with tails - his first had one - and so this time he's much more gentle as he wraps his hand around it and strokes his hand down a portion of it.]
I love cats, absolutely adore them, and what a cute one you are.
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[But while it's all enough to make his head spin, it's certainly not going to discourage him. Even if he's sure he looks a bit silly, trying to grin all confidently despite the flush in his cheeks.]
Oh? Then you should tell me more how cute you think I am. I bet you could make me purr.
[He pulls back just enough to that he's stretched out on his back instead, one hand start to tug down at his underwear. He's tenting it pretty well himself with how hard he's gotten from all this attention
which looks ridiculous with the loincloth, probably, it's a literal tentand while he's never experienced something like this... well, first time for everything, right? He's sure his own nerves and lack of experience haven't gone unnoticed, so the fact that it doesn't seem too off-putting to Dionysus is a good sign.]no subject
[Dionysus punctuates his by rubbing the flat palm of his hand over the nice tent that Ranpo has made of his loincloth despite the fact the smaller man was trying to pull them down. He makes a noise of appreciation, want, as he feels how hard it is against his hand, though he slides it over Ranpo's belly and down to grasp his thigh soon after.]
[With Ranpo in a good position, he shifts so he's propped over him, balancing on an arm as he starts to kiss his way down the mortal's chest. He makes a stop when he gets to a nipple, rolling his tongue over it until it starts to stiffen. He can tell that he's a bit nervous, so doting as much as they have time for is at the forefront of his priorities.]
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[Every little press of lips against his skin draws out the softest gasp, Ranpo squirming a little underneath him. Even just this much teasing is more than he's used to feeling, with Ranpo trying to decide whether that tongue on his nipple feels good or weird (he decides quickly it's the former). But he feels at a loss for what to do with his hands, one bunching up in the fabric of his kimono underneath him, while the over hovers at his side.]
[Eventually, he opts to reach down and pet at Dionysus' hair, letting his nails just barely draw over his skin as his fingers draw through his hair.]
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Oh, yeah, babe, you got the idea.
[He rewards Ranpo by sucking another hickey onto his ribs, but once that purple mark begins to appear, he eases off and mouths the skin reverently, his eyes mostly closed, dragging down his belly until he reaches the top of his disheveled underwear.]
Actually, I was thinking, it might be a wonderful idea, but, can you reach any of that oil?
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Nng... oil?
[He reaches up past the pillows where the oils are all lined up for very obvious use, grabbing one of them to hand to Dionysus. But even after that, he won't let his hand stay idle, now boldly running through his hair and keeping his curls out of his face.]
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[Ranpo is rewarded again with a kiss, a real kiss this time, which Dionysus moves up his body again to plant against his lips. He slides his hand around the smaller man's thigh as he does, pushing his knee closer to his chest. He moves back into the space, his cock leaving a sticky kiss against Ranpo's inner thigh.]
[Since he has Ranpo's flexibility being tested right now, he puts the oil in easy reach and instead works at freeing him completely of his underwear. He's not looking at the moment, his mouth occupied with flicking his tongue against Ranpo's lips until they open for him, but as soon as the cloth comes loose and his palm brushes over the hot, soft head of bare cock, he groans with want into his mouth.]
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[He parts his lips, trying to return the kiss, but finding himself getting more and more distracted by the feeling of Dionysus' hands on him. It feels like he's been waiting far too long to get fully undressed, and it's a relief when he finally feels his hand brushing over his cock directly. While it's harder to move his hips like this, he tries to do so anyway, pushing eagerly up against Dionysus' hand.]
[But between his leg being up and his underwear being pulled aside, that cat tail of his from before has slipped out from behind him. He doesn't really have much control over it, not even realizing it's there -- even as it wags and taps against the floor, shivering from how excited he is.]
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[He parts from the kiss, licking his bottom lip, then steals a glance down--]
Nice cock! Man, drinking from you will be a pleasure.
[He strokes his hand up the hard shaft, but he lets Ranpo's leg settle on his shoulder to free his other hand. He reaches for the oil, then uses his teeth to open it so that he doesn't have to take his hand off him so soon.]
How you doing, kitten?
[He pumps his fist slowly, giving Ranpo a little squeeze as his palm reaches the head. The eager thumping of that tail seems fine, but he wants to be sure.]
Are you ready?
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[The nickname is just the cherry on top.]
It...feels good. [Just in case those little moans weren't obvious enough. His voice doesn't come out as confident now, self-conscious of how needy he sounds-- even if that's probably exactly what Dionysus wants to hear.] I-I want to feel your mouth on me.
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[He has to let go of Ranpo's cock, though Dionysus does so only after he's given it another stroke, this time in reverse down to the base. He uses his free hand to take the smaller man's other leg and lift it to his other shoulder, through Ranpo luckily is only folded for a moment as he has to slide out to get closer to his cock again.]
[The god can't resist, turning his cheek to give Ranpo's inner thigh a kiss, sucking another bruise there. There's already a few lovely purple marks on him, why not more? But he can't leave Ranpo waiting any longer, and then he turns his attention to his cock, his lips lightly kissing the base of the shaft before he licks a strike up to the tip.]
[Dionysus opens his mouth, looking up at Ranpo's face briefly as he lets the tip bob to rest against his tongue, and then he closes his lips around him and begins to suck.]
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[He throws his head back at first, hands gripping the pillows beneath him. It's only by chance that he happens to look down again when Dionysus looks up at him, and the sight of his cock pressing against his tongue almost has him coming then and there.]
Oh, fuck--
[His moans grow ever louder as Dionysus takes his cock into his mouth, thrills of pleasure shooting up Ranpo's spine. It's so good, he feels like he doesn't want this to end, encouraging him to try and hold back -- but Dionysus is hardly making that easy. It's just as much of struggle to keep from crushing his head between his thighs as he squirms, fighting to keep from bucking up into that wet heat.]
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[The wine-god's muscles flex, and he curls two strong arms around Ranpo's thighs, holding them but not too tightly. It gives him leverage, but his mouth is slackened somewhat, allowing room for those little twitches and bucks, letting him bump the back of his throat.]
[His tongue traces the crown of the mortal man's head, mapping the shape of it, but then he swallows him down, keeping his throat relaxed until his nose bumps against Ranpo's pubic bone. Dionysus moans around him, aroused at how full his throat feels, the noise making the muscles contract around the hard shaft he has so lovingly swallowed.]
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