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[ganymed]

Who ⬤ Ganymede and Co.
What ⬤ Dungeon-crawlin', exploring, talking with people. What can go wrong?
Now featuring some potentially cw-worthy memshares, or content involving that.
When ⬤ Following first meetings, and anything related to the below subjects.
Where ⬤ Coiling Friend's Tiny Beast, ΔHidden Forbidden Holy Ground, Root Towns
Content Warnings ⬤ Mentions of drunken behavior.
Further mentions and displays of captivity, kidnapping, stalking, and subjects relating to suicide.


[ Following some enlightening discussions that have more or less blossomed into actual plans, an unlikely band of four adventurers assemble!

Names added to friends' lists, details hashed out, which means one thing and one thing only, that the next point some adventuring is happening. Though, given that it is everyone's (probable?) first time, it seems that there is no way for anybody to choose specific places or areas they might like!

Thankfully, that's what the random Area Exploration mechanic is for.

Ganymede steps forward, and just decides to select a perfect set of coordinates for everyone...



...Not! As if even he can be decisive at this point. He lets everyone know that these are the keywords they'll be working with. "Coiling Friend's Tiny Beast", that is.

So once the Chaos Gate is utilized for them to all cross over...

Welcome to the wonderful location of Coiling Friend's Tiny Beast! Apparently it's an area that has a rocky desert-like appearance that stretches out for miles on end. Not to mention, there is a wonderful-looking flesh wall that is the proper beginning of the dungeon crawling, and entry point into the actual dungeon that is bound to be teeming with treasure and creatures.

But, they're not inside that wall as of yet. ]

RESULTS: Can be viewed here, for our reference!

Comments

[ganymed]

...Something like that.

Greedy people tend to be selfish. They want more than they're satisfied with, at the expense of others.

[ Oria might be right on this matter. ]

[dissimulative]

Yup.

[ Oria says that without hesitation. ]

I've met all kinds of people in business and let me tell you, no one wants money so desperately more than they do.

[ganymed]

Of course. It's a fact of life.

It'd be more surprising if you hadn't...

[ Who goes into business to do anything else but make money, he wonders? ]

[dissimulative]

No, but like... in a really pathetic way. Kinda like hanging a dog treat over a dog that hasn't eaten for a while.

[ Oria looks at Ganymede. ]

You think if I did some speech on the podium, some old guys three times my age is gonna take me seriously? Not until I say the s-word.

[ Sponsorship. ]

Then they suddenly make me a king.

[ ew. ]

[ganymed]

[ ... The expression of his face doesn't need to be put into words. ]

...Then, after which, they're suddenly proclaiming themselves to be your vassals and searching for the nearest softest and most comfortable pillow for you to sit upon.

[ The mercurial attitude of such people are truly the worst. ]

[dissimulative]

Exactly! You sure sound like you have it rough too.

[ To be able to just say it like that? Yeah. ]

[ganymed]

I'm not in the field of business, but...I am actually very familiar when dealing with people who wish to suck up to you.

That kind of attitude is pervasive.

[ For the most part he was (is) used to it. Usually, it isn't much of a problem. The kind of greed that extends beyond performative boot-licking, though, that is where issues can arise (not that it can't in the other scenario, but you know.) ]

[dissimulative]

Do they do it to you too?

[ Honestly, with how Ganymede looks like a model, it kinda... tracks? He feels like he's looking at a celebrity, but he has no clue who he is. ]

[ganymed]

I did. As you might imagine, you weren't the only one ever impressed by my looks.

[ Truly living up to his namesake as Ganymede, like from the legend. But ostensibly not, for obvious reasons. ]

[dissimulative]

... I imagine if someone wasn't, they'd be blind.

[ The fuck. ]

I really mean it that time! I'm not flirting, I swear!

[ganymed]

[ There is a pointed pause. ]

...I figured as much. Maybe.

[ But he's smiling a little regardless, before his expression turns a bit thoughtful. Sure, a smidge of troubled as well, but that is to be expected. ]

Sometimes, I do wonder. What it means for us all that what happened can occur in a game like this.

[dissimulative]

Like... the stuff you saw in the hall of mirrors?

[ The topic, again, can go to the brain stuff, but Oria doesn't want to bring it up right now. ]

[ganymed]

That's right. That...someone can walk in and see someone's private memories, just like that.

[ More the implications than not. It happened to them so easily. Who is to say it won't happen again, but with other people? ]

I'd want to think it was just a string of bad luck—but, I'm not that optimistic. I really would want to know how that was possible.

[dissimulative]

Stuff like that being a string of bad luck would be some astronomical odds.

[ So that's why he's not very keen on it being a coincidence... ]

I wonder if they took it from our minds and basically plastered it into someone's else's head. That's how it feels like.

[ganymed]

It does feel something like that.

[ But, he supposes musing about it won't change what happened.

As it is, it won't change the fact that it is possible now. How much blackmail opportunity does someone have now, he wonders? Wondering about this is making him a little tired, and speaking of which... ]

...Either way, I think it's time for me to go.

[ After that, Ganymede will log straight off. ]