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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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The Star Gazer imparted a subtle urging, for Konoka to turn over, to tense and relax one set of muscles after the other.

I've always been able to multitask - and right now, we can multitask!

She sounded quite gleeful at that thought. While keeping their path through the void smooth was still of importance, right now what she wanted to keep most important was Konoka herself.

"We can?" At first, Konoka was wondering why multitasking was new, before it occurred to her that Star Gazer included her in that statement. As in, she could truly multitask like a computer now, and not just pretend to do like humans normally did.

"Oh, we can!" Konoka could heed the urge to turn over onto her stomach, to tense her muscles on her arms and then legs, without stopping her train of thought. She couldn't read Star Gazer's mind, per se, but urges and commands became much easier to her now. "But um, how is that gonna work?" As in, what could they actually do? Konoka had her conscious mind full of the idea that she could perceive a lot of things Star Gazer could.

Now that Eulai was behind them, the Star Gazer slowly began to spin, the tilt meaningless for the void but simply accentuating what Konoka was doing.

Why should there be more to this than simply enjoying it? she asked, somewhat confused as to what Konoka was getting at.

Yours and mine... for now, they need not be so different.

Making any pleasure simply theirs.

Edited 2023-10-07 16:25 (UTC)

Konoka could somehow feel both her own twirl and the spin of the ship, albeit the latter was so faint, it felt more like an extra rush of resistance against the wind on her skin rather than anything else. Star Gazer's answer made plenty of sense--there was no need to rush with finding out what they could do. Just take it as it was. "You're right..." Konoka spoke out loud.

So, outfit picking forgotten, Konoka laid on her bed, simply enjoying the mix of familiar and alien sensation.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she lifted one hand to tease one of her nipples. Star Gazer fed off of arousal, so in theory, due to their link she would be able to see how it "tasted".

Naturally, such pleasure was indeed heightened - there was always a difference between 'firsthand' and 'secondhand' for voidcraft, but under these circumstances such did not really exist for the Star Gazer.

Charging forth in voidspace, she indicated to twist both nipples in unison, to caress both breasts with utmost affection.

Konoka flicked her nipples, and was surprised by how much it tingled. She guessed Star Gazer was also 'feeling' it, meaning she was experiencing one pleasure from two different sources at once. She decided to try her hand and touch the other nipple with her other hand. Squeezing the nubs between her fingers, Konoka set her nerves alight with the resulting pleasurable sting.

Konoka's back arched and her toes curled, and part of her wondered how Star Gazer might feel from this, now that she was also experiencing things as Konoka did.

Other sensations snuck in - sliding past the realm of matter itself, outside of time and space, an eternal constant being that had no beginning or end - yet as Konoka touched herself, the enormity of the void seemed further and further away, the pleasurable sensations instead taking up more and more 'space'.

The Star Gazer coaxed more and more arousal into (and out of) Konoka, the minutiae of being a ship with wires and pipes and small heat sources slipping in alongside.

The more she rubbed and toyed with her own nipples, the further away the void felt. Things began with her and ended with Star Gazer. Even if she didn't know how she felt about her inside feeling like wires, or the separate rooms of the ship, or the engine feeling like her heart, she could certainly feel the pleasure flood her body and mind. Konoka moaned wantonly, now feeling arousal all over her body.

"Ah..." At this point, she felt no need to hesitate. One hand dove down between her legs to rub against her outer lips, stroking herself with no abandon. Empty of thought other than pleasuring herself, Konoka let herself feel more as one with Star Gazer.

Konoka's hand was Star Gazer's, at this point, urging Konoka to further and further heights of arousal.

As they moved, it would appear to Konoka that she 'had' more than her usual limbs - the ability to perceive what the Star Gazer could transmit through the SCA. Touch to the skin, levels of pressure.

The Star Gazer sighed in time with Konoka, righting herself in the void and speeding further on.

At this point, her arousal was closer to a volcano at the edge of eruption.

The boiling heat overtook her. All of her thoughts were how deep her fingers could travel inside her, how pleasurable they rubbed against her lips, how well those fingers squeezed her breasts and then teased her nipples. The fact that she was using more than her two true arms was barely registered, they were just new additions she could use, and thus she used them. The novelty of having new tools to pleasure the two of them was secondary to drifting in the pleasure of sating their mutual need.

"Ahhh...!" Konoka did note that her moans were synched with Star Gazer's. She didn't have much longer before that volcano erupted. What would that be like, when she was Konoka and Star Gazer at the same time?

It would be like shifting about in a sea of touch, being able to press on herself all over - and being able to do that inside as well as out?

The Star Gazer perceived the onset of orgasm first, pushing them both over the crest and diving in.

The voidcraft shuddered again, as all notions of human/machine/yours/mine melted and fell away.

They expanded, shrank, metallic edges smoothing to skin and shining back again.

Sheets would almost definitely be soiled from this, but that didn't - couldn't - matter to them.

It was delightfully strange to feel like she was being submerged in an orgasm, rather than feeling like something that blossomed from her core. Further still, as her eyes went wide, she felt she was looking out into something unknown, rather than the inside of the ship where she laid. Where Konoka began and Star Gazer ended, during those moments, felt completely unclear, and she didn't care one bit.

Honestly, it was part of the experience.

Konoka's perception was still a bit cloudy as she came off of her orgasm, going from feeling wires and rooms to organs and heartbeat. Even as things calmed down, she still had a good sense of Star Gazer traveling through the void. "Oh my gosh..." Was all she could muster at the moment.

The Star Gazer took a moment to notice the gem on Konoka's medallion had dimmed; perhaps it needed to recharge?

In any case, she couldn't complain; while 'snuggling' with Konoka through the tether didn't have the same edge, it still 'felt' pleasant.

Incredible...

Aloud, the Star Gazer added, "I should think we've found our 'next level' of intimacy, dear. Quite unexpected... yet wonderful!"

[[OOC: Action plan - thinking either another voidstorm or world visit can happen next, then the Star Gazer receives a transmission signalling the Ministry's both put the pieces together to explain just what was up with the void and is willing to share details (well, mostly). ... Also unsure how much context you'd want Konoka to learn, since it involves the plot of a DWRP game that has finished some time ago.
Thoughts?]]

"Wow..." Konoka murmured. Star Gazer was very much right about that! It wasn't quite the same of having a physical touch, but mentally she'd never find an experience like the one she had anywhere else in the multiple worlds.

"Doesn't look like we'll be able to do that again any time soon, though..." Konoka pointed out, as she felt rather than saw the charms dim. "But the time will come."

Now that she had a bit more knowledge under her belt, she now needed more experience.

[[Particular ideas for a void storm? I'd otherwise enjoy a planet visit, where Konoka can do more new magical power stuff (but also get into some horny escapades). I'm not sure how much that past game info will make sense to me, but I am willing to try it.]]

[[New planet w/horny escapades sounds good to me! And thanks. ^^

Now, let's see...]]

The Star Gazer kept her detection array out for any sign of interesting planets - though it didn't take that long to find something that fit the bill. This next world was what was known as a 'void nexus', a world that wasn't so much a place connected to the void as a place where enough debris in the void had coalesced that it had started developing consistent physical laws, and where people could even live if they wished.

The result was a fantastical vista; a 'sea' that was a pure current of void - though there were naturally warnings for visitors not to touch it - towering homes that didn't seem to need to obey gravity, incorporating spirals and artistic angles alike in their design - wide fields where plants 'grew' horizontally into bridges...

Truly, the void could make wondrous things possible! The Star Gazer did her utmost to dig up information for Konoka, adding that it seemed there was no 'dress code', albeit with an underlying theme of 'whatever made it easier to feel the void'.

She imagined that it could only go so far, however! "Be safe, Konoka; please don't touch the currents, and keep your SCA on..."

The Star Gazer chuckled; as if she needed to remind Konoka of that particular!

"The inhabitants here do their best to keep at peace, so you should be in no danger from them. And... I would not be opposed if you made friends here as well."

"Of course," Konoka knew how important the SCA was to keep it on. It was only thanks to that thing that she could stay alive.

But this was a very new and strange adventure, because for the first time Konoka would be venturing out not onto a planet, but a place in the void with its own atmosphere and gravity. Supposedly, this atmosphere also made it possible to look at the void without it messing with her mind, but the lingering danger from traveling did not make that too tempting for Konoka to travel for.

Opting to dress for adaptability and comfort, Konoka donned her purple and gold uniform, the one that reminded her of a flight attendant. The boots were comfortable, even with their slightly notable heel. She had considered her school uniform, but given her youthful face Konoka could still be mistaken for an actual student, so she decided against that... for now, anyway.

"Well, time to explore!" She chirped.

The venturing outside was like walking in a vast, hollow sphere with several walkways. Looking over a single edge could be just a little disorienting, as Konoka found out while trying to look at a rather intriguing garden bridge. Maybe she should stick to looking at whatever horizon she was was even with, rather than looking down.

...and where was down, anyway? Couldn't she fly?

Well, this might be the safest spot to try. She decided to focus her magical power and start floating, gently using the trail she was walking on to orient herself and look for something else of interest.

Konoka's flight - well, floating - worked very well here, to the point she could steer herself with but a thought.

'Down' was essentially what she thought it should be, even if she changed her mind. Focusing on the Star Gazer's presence would help to steady her, so long as she didn't try to float right out into the void.

If she tried, she could even hear the 'song' of the void; a high-pitched whistling sort of sound, that turned into soft overlapping voices if she paid it too much attention.

Fortunately for her ability to pay attention, there was a 'village' of sorts not far down the trail. There looked to be people, only some of whom could be mistaken for human, milling around working on something, singing their own (much more mundane... and less high-pitched) tune.

Fortunately, flying (or rather, floating with ease) worked all too well here. She could practically choose any direction and head there, which made being able to pick her path all too easy.

She got too close to a current, and heard a high pitched whistling. She at first tried to make out the melody, before odd, distant voices made their way, almost like they were calling out for her. Konoka blanched and veered away; she knew the "Song of the Void" then. Thankfully, recalling where Star Gazer was parked eventually allowed her to orient herself, and resume her exploration of this odd space.

It was here that Konoka noticed a slew of... maybe houses, and quite a few people working (or just doing hobbies?) outside. The "village" seemed almost like houses around a winding snake trail. "Amazing..." Konoka breathed. "Just looking at everything is kinda crazy..."

Part of her would still feel a need to 'respond' to the void, though it would fade rapidly due to the protection of the SCA, and so long as she paid attention to other things.

Such as the fact that several of the village inhabitants were very appealing to the eye, either due to the colors of their skin, their clothes, or (for those human-seeming ones) their body shape.

Either the people hadn't noticed Konoka's approach, or they were being polite and letting her decide for herself if she wanted to engage anyone in conversation.

One of the villagers was working on a sort of globe, which was colored in both an alluring purple and a subtle green, and it spun as he worked. It was only a little surreal compared to the wider world, but it was at least something to rest her eyes on.

There had been some curiosity that stirred within her about the void, but she didn't dare answer it. After a short while, it was like she hadn't been tempted at all.

Most of the people ignored Konoka, despite her staring. It wasn't like they were closed off, but rather they were either concentrating on a task or simply giving Konoka polite space. She got the hint that she'd probably have to approach someone if she wanted conversation.

Thankfully, something interesting had caught her eye, beyond the very pleasant looks of the more humanoid villagers.

"Excuse me!" Konoka called out to the man working on the strange globe. "What is that? I haven't seen anything like that before."

The man looked up, a genial look on his dark-skinned face; the globe briefly stopped spinning without his attention, which drew attention in turn from a few others.

"It's a wayfinder; if your soul's used to moving, it rolls to show that. And since we are always moving with the void..."

The man shrugged nonchalantly.

"The colors are simply favorites of mine. What about you, traveler? Do you like them?"

If Konoka glanced over her shoulder, she could see people were starting to take notice of her, though still with polite distance.

Edited 2023-10-12 21:26 (UTC)

"A wayfinder?" Konoka almost repeated. While he thankfully elaborated, Konoka felt like she had heard of that term before, if only vaguely. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to think on that too hard.

"Oh, the colors are nice," Konoka said. "I've grown fond of purple and white for myself, these days." She probably might have picked pink and maroon, back before she became a traveler, but she wasn't too bothered about tastes changing.

She does make note that more eyes are on her, but her conversation is with the man. "I've never had a wayfinder before, at least none like that one. Could I make one?"

"Could, yes," the man agreed, moving one of his hands just above the sphere as it continued its rotation. Purple, Green, Purple...

"The 'field' where I found the materials for this is just a ways outside our home, though it takes some days to get through the whole process, and it's best not to go out in those zones by yourself."

Given how much void surrounded this place, Konoka could guess the reason for that for herself.

Before she could muse too heavily on the matter, however, another voice cut in.

"If you're interested, I could come with you!" The voice - feminine, mature - belonged to another human-seeming person with sleek chrome-colored hair.

She was also both taller than Konoka, and without a stitch of clothing.

"Or if you just wanted to share what your adventures have been like, I would be alright with that."

The man looked somewhat bemused at the brazen interruption, but let her speak.

"Oh!" Konoka was also a little surprised to see a second person straight up approach her. This tall woman with chrome colored hair seemed to brim with the same curiosity, but was one of the few people bold enough to actually act on it.

Given she had nothing on probably hinted as to why.

"That would be lovely!" Konoka was all too happy for the company anyway. "But um," she turned back to the man. "What does actually building it entail?" The man did mention it took several days, and Konoka wasn't sure if that was a project she could do in a reasonable amount of time. She wasn't sure if her chrome-haired interloper knew more on the subject.

A few more people, some of the less human-seeming ones, began to approach, though none spoke.

Instead, reading the crowd, and the look on the chrome-haired woman's face, the man started speaking again, somewhat faster.

"If you know what building a snowball is like, that's what it takes to gather the material - at least here, where it's much easier to mold than it is on most worlds. You'll need to get it about three times the size that you can hold in your hands, and then once you've rolled the ball up you have to attune to it. That's something you'll feel in your soul, when it happens. Kenna?"

That was the chrome-haired woman's name, as she nodded and replied, "I'll show her what that looks like, Bredonn. Though she may well be in touch with her emotions already, and that can only help."

Winking, she gestured behind her with one arm, presumably in the direction of the 'fields'.

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