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RECYCLEDCRAFT: Space Sex Mystery?

PREMISE (example)

You awaken on a train - or a sleek-feeling spacecraft, or a boat, or even a submarine.
The shape of the craft isn't important, or even immediately apparent - but you are here, a sealed, surprisingly comfortable room with a soft bed, whereas before you were home. If home was even where you wanted to be.

"Good morning, passenger," a voice purrs; you can feel a presence with it, but there's no indication anyone is in the room with you.

There is, however, a comfortable weight along your legs, your arms, your spine... something appears ready to keep you here for a while.

What will you do?

CONTEXT

What is this, exactly? This premise is a smut spinoff of a wider continuity - the 'space'craft your character is on has taken your character from their home. It - any and all pronouns are fine, and if you OOCly have a preference just give a heads-up in your starter comment and we'll go from there - has been through quite a time recently, having lost its crew and the programming that initially determined its purpose. (Some data/facts still remain for basic navigation and specialization - see the next entry!) Nor does it remember exactly how it happened, just that something terrible happened and it has to do things more on-its-own now.

But what it can still do is (A) interpret characters' emotions and respond accordingly, (B) provide safe and sturdy transport plus life support and (C) bond intensely with those now tied to it!

This can be for a one-on-one scenario, a group account, or even joint threading if everyone would like to put in the time to sort things out! Can start with the premise above, or can be time-skipped along to where both parties are familiar with one another.

OPTIONS

What kind of 'craft are you on, anyway?
The Ace - originally a sleek fighter craft, this one was made to take to space and the skies with impunity! Very flexible, good at interpreting orders, and still carries echoes of 'tude from its former crew. And now it's focusing all that energy on you. Think you can take it?

Star-Gazer - originally a solo-craft meant for exploration, this 'craft was built to take someone far, and to provide companionship to anchor someone to reality on the way. It's designed to be cozy, and is not meant to be shared. Maybe it remembers another name alongside yours, but it no longer recalls those memories consistently. But perhaps that isn't a bad thing...

Like the Lightning - this was a mercenary's craft, passed along from generation to generation. With acute knowledge of trade routes and meticulously-crafted stealth routines to take shelter on even the most unexpected worlds, its job is to do the job - but it can't do so alone, and that's where you come in. Such a partnership does come with benefits, as a matter of course.

The Lost One* - a missioncraft, badly damaged, better suited for a group than an individual... but it has found someone, and will desperately work to make sure they are safe. Believes very strongly in doing the Just thing, but now it doubts it knows how to determine that anymore. Appears to have lost everything twice over, and has just enough memory to make it very hard to accept things at face value. Befriending this one is the most difficult possibility, but it is doable - if you wish to sincerely try.

*This IS meant to poke fun at myself, to be clear.

GENERAL SCENARIOS

Introductions - Exactly what it says on the tin.
Visiting a World - Can be just shopping, can be a 'risk of getting caught' sort of deal, or you've caught whiff of Adventure. Each 'craft will have different reactions, of course, but fun CAN be had by all!
Voidstorm* - Traveling through one of these tends to have... unique effects. Usually ones that are temporarily bad for one's sanity, but not having to be alone during them is supposed to help. Or it can just make things weirder; you never know! Don't try to break the windows and go outside, though; that's never a good idea.

*I'm not changing what it's called, because I can't think of anything better to call it. To explain 'from the outside': imagine if sex pollen were a space phenomenon you could fly through, and be directly effected mentally/emotionally. Hallucinations, particularly shared hallucinations, are common. Seeing people you love outside and feeling compelled to go out there is also possible. Other possibilities include seeing emotions as aura colors, feeling compelled to speak and act on one's deepest feelings, and not being able to understand other languages.
You can see why sex pollen wouldn't be out of place here, right?

KINKS

Anticipated Content: Mindsharing, Voyeurism and/or Exhibitionism, Sense Play, Cuddling (through atypical means), Xenophilia, Mechanophilia, Vulnerability (Emotional, Physical), Light Bondage, Body Worship.
Personal Favorites (Not required for the premise, just ones I like): Biting, Sense-sharing, Orgasm Control, Sensory Overload, Slow-to-Warm-Up, Breastplay, Lactation.
Nos: Watersports/Scat, Bloodplay, Necrophilia.

Any kinks not listed under any of these are open to discussion, as well.

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Sure enough, bodily contact did ease back the sense of overload - chaos turned to harmony, confusing sounds turned soothing, or even arousing.

Deece slowly grew more adventurous, turning their body to Konoka and softly squeezing both hands up the other girl's arm.

Mary, meanwhile, guided Konoka into lying back against the wall where they could sit. This had the side effect of leaving her lying against some (shielded) flowers, incidentally making it seem like some vibrations resonated directly against her skin, soothing the muscle and bone beneath...

Konoka gave a soft sigh once she was eased down into a sitting position. The thrumming had started to get to be a bit much, but thankfully the rhythms assaulting her body felt calming now. In a way, this thrumming took her back to her time in the chair with Star Gazer. Some part of her wondered what the ship was doing now, but she was far too comfortable to worry beyond that.

Attempts to preserve her modesty were forgotten in favor of observing this newfound, pleasant touch. As a result, she made no effort to keep her towel in check, and it was likely to slip off soon.

"Your hands are warm," Konoka murmured to Deece, now that they were settled among one another.

Mary knelt on the bench, giving up on supporting the towel for pretty much the same reasons as Konoka, and began massaging Konoka's thigh as well.

Deece flushed at the compliment, slowly moving their hands up to Konoka's free shoulder and nuzzling at her bare arm.

"You're nice to touch," they said softly, causing Mary to giggle and nod in agreement.

Elsewhere, the Star Gazer settled in. Not to watch, exactly, not if Konoka closed her eyes... but the emotions Konoka was feeling were quite pleasant indeed.

The towels were slipping loose thanks to the girls getting close. Konoka's fell away entirely, revealing naked skin beneath. At this point, Konoka felt less like she was in a small booth full of flowers and more like she was in a giant valley filled with flowers, as far as the eye could see. It was really beautiful, even if it was an exaggerated reflection of the reality around her.

Not that she could perfectly tell, but she didn't feel concern at being lost like this. Mary and Deece could still be heard. She'll find a way, if need be.

Konoka cooed lightly at the sensation of one of the girls nuzzling her, and she pressed herself closer. They'd be rewarded with feeling her nipples harden against her flesh. She would even lift a leg to try and touch one of them with it.

"So nice... I'm a little lost, but I feel alright," Konoka commented idly.

Mary was the first to inspect the newly-bared skin, making delighted noises and sighing happily as she went to 'work'.

Deece, while more shy, was also quite visibly taken in by Konoka's revealed beauty, leaning against that lifted leg and palming one of her breasts.

"So do we," Mary confirmed, exchanging a brief knowing glance with Deece.

"We're with each other, and that's enough," Deece countered, but they smiled all the same.

Konoka welcomed their touch, on account that she was both dazed and too aroused to really resist... not that she would have if more sober. Honestly, she liked the attention from both girls.

"Let's go together, then," Konoka murmured, and she attempted to lean into Deece, now that she recognized that was who she had attempted to 'catch' with her leg.

Mary drew one finger across Konoka's hip bones, making a considering noise, before leaning in to lick Konoka's free breast.

Deece, in contrast, alternated between rubbing both their hands up and down Konoka's side, and playing with her hair, an increasingly fond look on their face.

This, for all of them, was pleasant; a moment that felt it could last forever.

Since her mind felt distant from what she was seeing, Konoka had to rely on touch to understand what was going on around her. The beat of the flowers was starting to match the hand stroking her sides, which got her humming lightly.

The sensation of a tongue to her body got her to gasp, as that jolt of pleasure had pushed her body to a new level of feeling. She was content to be lost in this melody of feeling, for the time being.

Of course, part of her also wants to repay the favor somehow, without interrupting the two girls exploring her body. She'll make note of where they explore, and how close they get. If one gets close enough, she'll kiss them, regardless of what body part does come close to her lips.

Truth be told, neither Mary nor Deece could really say what they were doing, except perhaps answering to the harmonies the flowers drew out in them, and seeking anchorage in Konoka's own companionship.

The part she kisses first is a finger from Deece, followed by Mary's nose and then (smothering a giggle) the girl's lips.

The warmth in the smelling booth increased substantially, but not in the way it did in the saunas; slowly but surely, Mary and Deece found themselves wanting to be ever more intimate in this moment with Konoka. More together.

Konoka felt a yearning of joining with the girls. For her, it was the only path in this near musical combination of sensations. Like Deece and Mary, Konoka never quite knew what she was doing. Her body seemed to move independently from her thoughts, though given how hazy and unfocused she otherwise felt, it might be for the best.

The giggling proved infectious. Konoka joined their little chorus, perhaps perfectly meeting each of their kisses with her own. She rolled her body up into their hands, so they could touch more of her. At this point, drunk and hypnotized, she moaned to the beat of their flower-induced symphony.

The other two crooned in counterpoint, moaning and kissing and sometimes even purring to express their pleasure.

All this affection was leading to something, even if none of the trio was specifically aiming to get there, and soon enough climax hit them all, leaving them briefly in blissful unconsciousness.

As the orgasm waned, it was easier to think past the haze the smelling booth had presented - though the contact and comfort would be no less pleasant for it.

"Mmmmm," Mary said, breaking the silence first.

"Ssso, Konoka, you think you've unlocked your potential here?"

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It was a hell of an experience to be so drunk on sensations that you don't realize an orgasm is coming until it happens. Of course, it is a happy accident, and as the sensational ride ends, Konoka finds herself still comfortable. The other girls are still pleasant to look at, and she still feels warm and vaguely aroused, even if the flowers were no longer coloring her world.

And now, she has a bit better of an understanding. "I think I have," came the answer. She slowly sits up, and extends a hand to help up Mary and Deece, should they need it. "I've got so much to learn. Luckily, learning's fun!"

"Isn't it???"

Mary again, followed by Deece sighing contentedly and stretching - inadvertently falling off of the bench.

They weren't hurt, and they quickly began laughing it off, making somewhat more steadily to stand.

"Perhaps... we should go inside? And later - maybe stay in touch?"

Mary grinned again. "I know I'll be seeing you around, for real - I like your style!"

Even if Konoka hadn't said out loud what it was, yet.

Konoka had momentarily panicked when she fell off, but realizing that Mary hadn't been harmed made it easy for her to laugh it off. She still had her healing powers and know-how, even if she'd largely wouldn't be able to push them further than she normally would.

"You bet," Konoka gave an delighted grin. Though at the moment, how Mary knew her 'style' she wasn't sure of.

She'd have a lot to talk about with Star Gazer, to be sure.

It was an easy journey through the rest of the facility - some of the other visitors were practicing 'honing' their magic somewhat more overtly than the trio; others were more lackadaisical in how they used their visits.

As Deece had volunteered, they all exchanged contact info, with Mary and Deece also volunteering the location of both some good restaurants and places where people trained their magic.

The Star Gazer was somewhat more reserved, yet still found herself eager to see what Konoka would do.

There was going to be an audience, after all, and she had no doubt Konoka was going to exceed their standards...

Only a few days later found them in one of those training grounds, where going shoeless was encouraged, and they had gotten to practicing accuracy.

"Can you follow the pattern I am outlining, Konoka?"

There was a sort of overlay, using the same projection method through the tether that the Star Gazer had used before.

By now, it was starting to click for Konoka that this onsen-greenhouse was here for more than just the hot springs. There was actual training grounds here, though 'training' took on a whole new stance given what she had experienced prior. Konoka had been more than happy to swap numbers, now having made some friends. That fear of being a more lonely traveler abated, she actually felt happier once she returned to Star Gazer that evening.

Roughly three days pass, leaving her just two weeks until showtime. Konoka considered watching one of the live competitions as an option, but she was now working on her own practice, which she valued more.

For now, she was starting with the basics, following and projecting her magic using odd new tools. The wands and ofuda of home worked slightly differently from one another, and more different still than the rings that she now used like some of the natives. "I'm followin' so far," came her answer.

The Star Gazer had pointed out that working routines with all equipment known to her, would make those routines more well-rounded and nuanced. As such, at least when Konoka practiced near or in Star Gazer herself, she encouraged switching between them all.

"Let's build up those patterns," the voidcraft whispered to her to-be captain, highlighting a path for Konoka to 'draw' her ring over.

"We should have at least three for you to mix together."

((OOC: Thought: what with the vision overlay, is there anything you'd like to play with involving that in this training scene? Anything that would not actually put Konoka in danger is an option, here.))

"Got it."

The patterns Star Gazer was giving her came from a multitude of magical training exercises from all over. While the basics of how she controlled magic at home worked just fine in drawing it in her, channeling it was a whole new challenge, hence these exercises. These might also help her develop new tricks, given that she didn't have access to many of her old casting tools.

"How will we mix them, though?"

[[My thought immediately bounces to 'video game styled simulation'. Maybe a magical girl styled beat-em-up?]]

[[Works for me! I am not very video-game minded, admittedly, but I can try. Here goes:]]

"Well, how about this?"

Konoka's vision overlay changed, subtly; the colors around her would become brighter, the horizon a touch more distant. In a fixed circle, hovering in the air, there appeared targets, each in different colors.

"When approaching a target that's this color-"

The targets - patterns in the air - that were yellow, grew just a little brighter.

"You fill out the pattern by making each gesture a tiny circle of the wrist. That can be one method."

Konoka blinked as the vision around her changed, obvious enough to have felt like a hologram, but still subtly enough that it took a closer look to see what truly changed. The horizon extended and the colors grew sharper, but it took a moment for her eyes to recognize it. Part of her wondered if she was having one of those hypnotic illusions again, but she felt too... stable for that.

She aimed the hand wearing the ring. "Got it." Konoka aimed her magical strength, and a glowing ball of magical power, barely smaller than the target, formed nearby. She began to 'draw', using the gestures of her hand to fill out the patterns she was making.

Indeed, while she had been attempting tricks like this before, it was only after her wild onsen session that this target practice of sorts seemed to be slowly making sense.

The Star Gazer's delight in Konoka following her logic surged down the link!

"Yes, that works perfect! Now, for the other designs... perhaps making one 'style' out of tiny rectangle gestures?"

That one did not go as well, though geometric, floral, and even lunar themeings crept in to the rest of their session, ideas brought up, practiced, and accepted or dismissed (sometimes with laughter). The only exceptions the Star Gazer made to her overlay were when actual people came into Konoka's range, so that she could safely avoid hitting them with her magic.

She was getting it. In a way, it was like 'drawing' magic from a distance.

They did in fact, discuss ideas, even while Konoka continued to practice the basics. While she was still a ways away from knowing what she wanted to perform, an idea was at least coming to her the more they talked.

"I wonder now what kind of spells I can actually cast beyond the light shows I make?" She eventually asked.

They found out; with more than a few (sometimes literal) fireworks under their belt, Konoka's training proceeded apace.

It didn't take much for Konoka to be invited out to certain other notable spots around the city, which also had the benefit of introducing Konoka to friends of both Mary and Deece.

All this, while good for Konoka's health, still meant she spent more time away from Star Gazer than they had been since they had first met. Some of this bled through while Konoka was asleep - feelings of an empty hull carrying on against vacuum, or facing the broad colorful mass of the void alone, or the sense of time slipping away without anyone through which to perceive it - though the Star Gazer made no mention of these feelings in Konoka's waking hours.

However, after another three days had gone by, with substantial progress for Konoka, the Star Gazer nonchalantly offered a gift, "for luck".

"It was in storage, unopened," she explained, and while she couldn't even guess as to why her previous occupant would have had such a thing, she felt Konoka was worthy and worth trusting with this surprise.

The box was small and black; inside were three thick purple bands, shaped like compact arrows. The shape was reminiscent of the Star Gazer's own form, and they were both comfortable and somehow warm to the touch.

Time passed. Konoka had been making notable progress.

At first, Konoka's biggest struggle was coming up with a theme for her contest entry, a connection to all of her now newfound magical capabilities. While she understood and could execute the basics of controlling her magical energy, she was struggling to find how to make it distinctly hers. It was something she struggled with until, a few days later, Star Gazer invited her to go pull out a certain box buried in storage.

The purple bands there looked simple, but they were warm to the touch. It seemed that they were special add-ons to the SCA, at least the parts around her wrists, and her collar.

"What are these?" Konoka asked, though she managed to affix these new bands and put them on regardless. Thumbing one of the arrow designs, she briefly thought back to the odd dreams she had last night: her body strangely displaced and drifting in the void. She felt like her human body had been bound and pressed inside a ship, feeling both naked and not, all at once. It seemed familiar to her in a way that she couldn't quite place, beyond the shape reminding her of Star Gazer's. It was weirdly embarrassing, but also freeing.

"I am not entirely sure... but you could think of it, perhaps, as another way of connecting to me?"

Of remembering Star Gazer, even if it was perhaps superfluous.

"We could test if they are reactive in some way with your magic?"

[[Thought: if Konoka puts enough magical energy into one or two bands, they could make her levitate? Not strictly as their function, more as a result of their synergy.]]

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