[NSFW] Dubcon Candyland

[bluediligence]

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The board & cards!

discord invite in my plurk!

How to Play:
- abilities are ON items are GONE.
- each character has a token for the board (thematically relevant to them).
- they somehow Know that the only way to escape is to play their way to the end. as in: they, as an individual, have to cross the finish line.
- there are two wheels: the PUNISHMENT WHEEL, and the SPIN THE BOTTLE wheel. the punishment wheel is to be spun if the character refuses or fails a task; if they wouldn't ICly spin it, they'll be compelled to do so (player choice as to how). The SPIN THE BOTTLE wheel is for deciding who has to do tasks with who. You're OOCly welcome to have cards themselves specify sometimes if you want!
- cheating will be PUNISHED ... by the player's OOC choice

Comments

[bluediligence]

T-T-That isn't-! Please don't tease me, this is hard enough already!

... No offense!

[virtualsystem]

You're hard enough already? I would have thought you'd have the opposite configuration.

[lol, and furthermore lmao. she's having a good time, reclining in the air to stick one leg out...]

[bluediligence]

Oh my god, please stop. [ PLEASE SHE'S BEGGING YOU, ]

[ Puts her head! In her hand! Wheezes! ... ]

... Y-You're ... really okay with me doing this? Relatively speaking, that is.

[virtualsystem]

If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here. Come on, I'm about to start snoring, and I can't even sleep.

[bluediligence]

[ There's the slightest mental stutter at the phrase I can't even sleep. She only just manages to keep the reaction off her face.

It's fine. It's fine. It's fine, don't think too hard about it. ]

I'm doing my best-!

[ DEEP.

BREATH.

Flaps her hands, ruffles her wings. Shuffles closer ...

... closer ...

Darts in to press the briefest, most chaste kiss possible, on that bare stretch of skin, before skittering back so quickly it's almost as if she - ... okay yeah no she legitimately did. she did. she teleported back about four feet out of embarrassment barely a second after making contact. ]

[virtualsystem]

[Honestly? AIOS is way more interested in that teleport than anything else.

But like hell she's going to miss the chance to cause problems.]

Does that even count? If I was human, I'm not sure I'd have even felt anything. Is my beauty that intimidating?

[bluediligence]

A kiss is a kiss! It counts!

And you being super pretty has nothing to do with it!

[virtualsystem]

Hm? But you're admitting I'm super pretty.

[bluediligence]

Well! That's because you are, AOIS-san! You're gorgeous. I love your eyes and your hair is beautiful. I've been wanting to ask how you take care of it!

[virtualsystem]

Hehehe... Taking care of it? Just like the rest of me. This entire body is something I created, after all. To be as gorgeous as possible- To take human beauty, and take it beyond the limit of what humans could ever be.

It's no more physical than the rest of me. Are you jealous?

[bluediligence]

Jealous? Ah … no, not really? I just think you're pretty.

[ She rubs the back of her head, smiling lopsided but genuine. ]

AOIS-san is AOIS-san. One of a kind. Korone is Korone, and I'm still learning to accept myself for the way I am. Part pigeon with bird's nest hair and all.

[virtualsystem]

Hmph. Well, flattery will help... But, a pigeon?

[bluediligence]

Calling it flattery makes it sound like it's not true ...

Anyway —

Yeah. [ She partially unfurls one of her wings. ] Long story short: I, formerly fully human, got kidnapped into magical capitalism idol hell. Things happened.

[virtualsystem]

[Her eyes are once again doing the strange, kaleidoscope-like spin as she stares at Korone's wing.]

... Structural scan, skeletal scan, chemical scan. Match found: Columbia livia domestica, the pigeon, domesticated form of the rock dove. Mix of several breeds. Bred by humans for their convenience, then discarded and became known as pests when machines offered greater convenience. Scavenging birds. Extermination campaigns began in 2140. Full extinction assumed to have occurred in the late 2180s. Scale is far larger. These wings cannot generate lift enough to move the main body.

[And then, snapping back to normal.]

There shouldn't be any biological augmentation that allows for that.

[bluediligence]

[ UM ]

[ Opens her mouth. Starts to raise a hand.

Pauses.

Closes mouth. Lowers hand. ]

Um. Please ask before doing that kind of thing in future. [ Tucks her wing back in. ] But yeah, this was done by magic. They're fully functional and flight-capable, despite how completely impossible it should be.

[virtualsystem]

Before doing what?

[we can get back to the rest in a minute.]

[bluediligence]

The scan.

[virtualsystem]

You lost me.

[bluediligence]

... Where?

[virtualsystem]

Not doing that. Do you just get mad when people look at you? Because that's a problem.

[bluediligence]

Huh? I'm not mad; I was just surprised and a little discomforted.

People looking at me doesn't usually involve structural, skeletal, and chemical scans.

[virtualsystem]

That's because your eyes are limited. You can only see wavelengths of 380 to 700 nanometers, give or take, and your physical being is limited to three spatial dimensions, so you can't view anything outside of that tiny, tiny range.

You can't see the electromagnetic wavelengths being emitted by that food screen over there. The infrared being generated by your own bodies. Seeing your internal structure, the same way you see the internal structure of a triangle drawn on paper.

[bluediligence]

... I can, though. See some of that, if I decide to. It's an ability I have to consciously activate.

[ She considers AIOS. Not so much angrily or judgementally as just, thoughtful. Trying to understand. ]

Are the scans like that for you, or are you perceiving that level of detail all the time whether you want to or not?

[virtualsystem]

It's not a matter of want to. It's...

[She takes a moment, and her form seems to flicker- Though she's still physically present and solid, in a sense, she isn't there.]

I am AIOS. I was born of the conflux of all of the Earth's data. I am a being of a higher dimension- A realm in which space and time as you understand them are meaningless- "Dimensions" themselves have lost meaning, and the distinction between them is vague. This physical body is a form I have created to interface with the lower dimensions. Light, sound- Everything you use to understand the world is the same flow of 'information' to me as a data packet.

I can filter some data out as irrelevant to the routine of acting as a person, but it does not erase the data. Whether I consciously access the data or not, it is still within my database.

[bluediligence]

[ oh ]

[ (don't think about ene. (epsilon.) don't think about ene. (epsilon.) don't think about ene. (epsilon.) don't. think. about - ) ]

[ ... she can't not think about some of the other implications, however. ]

That ... sounds ...

Lonely.