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CONTENT WARNINGS for this game include: monsters, body horror, dub-con, non-con, religion, blood/violence, and marking/branding, loss of autonomy/self, and mental influences.
This log additionally has warnings for: nudity, spiders, waxplay, character death, and references to children in proximity to sexual situations.
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Welcome to RUBILYKSKOYE — a dark, horror-smut game where player choices will drive a mod-run storyline about the world and its NPCs. For the first round, this test drive serves as characters' arrival into game.
THESE THREADS CAN BE GAME CANON if both players are accepted into the game and agree to it. However, if players who'd prefer to start fresh are welcome to reuse these prompts in their own personal logs upon acceptance into the communities.
If you have QUESTIONS about the test drive prompts, please ask HERE. Questions about the game itself or the general setting should be directed to the FAQ.
FAQ ✧ SETTING ✧ CALENDAR ✧ RESERVES ✧ APPLICATIONS
This log additionally has warnings for: nudity, spiders, waxplay, character death, and references to children in proximity to sexual situations.
Welcome to RUBILYKSKOYE — a dark, horror-smut game where player choices will drive a mod-run storyline about the world and its NPCs. For the first round, this test drive serves as characters' arrival into game.
THESE THREADS CAN BE GAME CANON if both players are accepted into the game and agree to it. However, if players who'd prefer to start fresh are welcome to reuse these prompts in their own personal logs upon acceptance into the communities.
If you have QUESTIONS about the test drive prompts, please ask HERE. Questions about the game itself or the general setting should be directed to the FAQ.
AWAKENING IN PAJAK WOOD
The chirping of partridges in the treetops rouses you. Light barely filters through the canopy, just enough to suggest warmth of the sun. By the time it reaches the forest floor, the daylight has taken on a sickly green tinge. You lie amongst the mosses and ferns, the soil cold and just a little damp on your bare skin. Wherever you were before this moment, whatever you were doing or wearing, when you awaken in this forest, you find yourself naked and helpless as the day you were born.Fortunately, you seem to be alone. The birdsong continues as you sit up and get your bearings — aside from a brief wave of disoriented nausea, you seem to be no worse for wear than you last remember. Amongst gnarled oaks and moss, you see nothing around. No sign of civilization or sentient life. Movement flickers at the corner of your eye, but it's just a curious animal — brave squirrels or lizards who have come to see what stirs in their home.
Then, like the rippling of the horizon at noontime, the ash-gray soil around you undulates. Sea, not earth. Something else has come to greet you — their grey bodies blended in so easily with the floor, but as you stagger to your feet, you see them. Thousands of spiders roll like waves underfoot. They crawl towards you from the darker edge of the forest.
attack
Individuals who attack the spiders will find the small spiders are easy to kill, but the pheromones released by their corpses draw larger spiders in their place. Huge, blood-red spiders the size of hunting dogs drop from the treetops. In addition to their venomous bite, which contains a fast-acting paralytic, these creatures are clever: they will attempt to use their webbing to handicap any trespassers, binding limbs together or to trees. If you're unfortunate to become fully cocooned, you don't have long before this forest will be the last thing you see.
hunt
Any aspiring monster-hunters enterprising enough to try to follow the spiders to their nest will move eastward. This way, the forest grows darker and darker — though the sun never grows warm red-gold with sunset.
In the void, the birdsong is replaced by the click of mandibles and the skitter of many legs, but soon it is impossible to see. Even with the brightest magical light does not reach further than a few inches. The air grows heavy and thick, as if it were not air at all but some more solid mass. Almost like liquid-smoke, it presses down upon you. Slowing your movements. Soon, you cannot move at all.
Turn back while you still can — collapsing out here is dangerous. The void can play tricks on your senses. You may find yourself reliving unhappy memories or hallucinating your worst nightmares.
In the void, the birdsong is replaced by the click of mandibles and the skitter of many legs, but soon it is impossible to see. Even with the brightest magical light does not reach further than a few inches. The air grows heavy and thick, as if it were not air at all but some more solid mass. Almost like liquid-smoke, it presses down upon you. Slowing your movements. Soon, you cannot move at all.
Turn back while you still can — collapsing out here is dangerous. The void can play tricks on your senses. You may find yourself reliving unhappy memories or hallucinating your worst nightmares.
But flee the spiders westward and you will discover that the wood is well-populated with the survival resources that someone might seek — berries bushes and trees bearing stone fruits; sticks and dry leaves to aid in the building of a fire; rocks big enough to fashion into crude weapons; small animals that can be hunted or caught; hike long enough, and you might just find the freshwater stream that runs north-to-south, populated by both poisonous toads and delicious crawdads.
What's more, you may run into others with stories just like yours. Some may have already formed clumsy nudist hiking parties, others may still be naked and confused and processing how they have no memory of how they got here. They all stagger vaguely, as you do, with only the sun for a waymarker — and even that won't last long.
Now is a good time to overcome any hang-ups you have about modesty, as it's going to be a long hike. If you sneak a good look at your new companions, you may four varietals of marks on their bodies. Maybe someone will even point out that you have one, too.
EVERY DAY LIKE THE ONE BEFORE
Hike far enough — or long enough that the sun does go down — and signs of life come into view. The glow of fires and lights, the smooth curve of a stone wall. A town sits at the edge of this wood, a reward to the survivors.The fifty-foot wall of beige stone protecting the town's perimeter has only a single entrance — an iron gate positioned on the southern edge. When you arrive, the gate is already open, welcoming people into town from the winding dirt road. Attentive eyes may note that the road itself bears the mark of many wagon wheels and horse hoofs, but not cars.
guards
The guards grant entry to anyone who attempts a conversation with them. However, if your character is more likely to attempt to sneak in, overcome the guards, or attack them, please reach out HERE.
Inside the wall lies a quaint, historic town with a population around five thousand. The streets are cobbled, and their signs are lit by gas lamp. Wooden shutters protect otherwise open-air windows on the buildings, which are all under three stories with gabled roofs. A number of businesses hug the main street — a clockmaker, a cobbler, a bank — while residential homes sprawl outwards towards the wall. At the far end of the main street, visible about a mile to the north now that the trees and the enormous wall is out of the way, sits a castle with three towers.
No matter what time you pass through the gate, the streets are full of people. The climate of the bustle befits a night market or a busy friday downtown — plenty of people to ogle at your exposed body. But despite any efforts on your part to hide or make excuses, the locals don't seem offended by your nakedness. Even families with children don't gawk or look twice. In fact, the further into town you go, the more you may notice that they all wear revealing clothing that, to your sensibilities, may seem sexually suggestive. Some individuals openly expose their breasts and nipples, while some others may incidentally reveal when they turn around to tend to their errands that their dress is backless — entirely! If anything, they seem to be under the impression that you're naked to participate in the evening's events with the rest of them.
Those still determined to find proper clothing will find that modern clothing stores aren't a thing here. The closest this town has is a tailor's shop, which is closed for religious observance, and a stand in the central marketplace selling scarves and blankets.
Fortunately, the people of the town are very generous! The locals will gladly share what they have with those who ask politely — but those items are as revealing as what they're wearing. You might get a mesh bodysuit or drape outfit. Remember not to be ungracious! it's only appropriate for the occasion.
steal clothing
Anyone unwilling to ask nicely for help could break into someone's house or yard to steal some of their clean laundry. Notably, inside their homes, the people of the town also appear to own some more modest apparel. Be sure to alert us HERE if your character pursues this option.
And what is the occasion? The locals are excited and flattered by any interest in their ordinary weekly prayer: the folks dancing and selling their wares are all offering their energies to give thanks and ask for their god's patronage! The abstractions are all familiar — fertility, harvest, peace. Smalltalk makes them eager to chat and draw you into those festivities — including some ceremonial wax-dripping on the exposed parts of your body!
Anyone who chats at length with the townspeople will gather that the locals feel it's better for the newcomers to dive into the deep-end because, since you'll be settling in here, they expect you'll want to participate down the line. They seem to be under the impression that the new arrivals are a boon from their god.
In addition, many of the locals' choice of clothes reveal the same four types of marks on their bodies as the folx who were wandering out in the wood!
ROOM AND BOARD
Once you're tired out, the locals will help you find a place to stay. The boarding house is several stories tall and spacious, accessible through an embellished iron garden gate and obscured by hanging plants, trees, and vines. 
Beyond the overgrown yard is a bright red door, which opens into a spacious cottage.
The house has clearly been empty for some time — dust has gathered on various furnishings — bedding, sofas, curtains, wooden tables. According to the locals, it has remained empty since its last occupant passed away, and that's all they'll say about that!
Each floor of the house has a shared sitting room, but only the first floor has a kitchen — large enough to support feeding the entire household. Here, a few of the townspeople will help out — they stock the kitchen and help make dinner for the new arrivals.
Get a good night's rest. By the light of day, locals will help get the new arrivals set up on the coal stove with breakfast. You may notice they're dressed in a way you would almost call normal — at least, in a manner befitting 19th century Eastern Europe. As you find your way around town to get your bearings, folks are eager to help you find a place to apply your skills so you can contribute to your new home.
Beyond the overgrown yard is a bright red door, which opens into a spacious cottage. The house has clearly been empty for some time — dust has gathered on various furnishings — bedding, sofas, curtains, wooden tables. According to the locals, it has remained empty since its last occupant passed away, and that's all they'll say about that!
Each floor of the house has a shared sitting room, but only the first floor has a kitchen — large enough to support feeding the entire household. Here, a few of the townspeople will help out — they stock the kitchen and help make dinner for the new arrivals.
finding roommates
Don't spend too much time in the dining room going for seconds, though. You'll want to claim a bedroom quickly because each one only has two full-size beds, and there aren't enough spaces for everyone. The last people upstairs will need to double up to squeeze in. Roommates will not be mod-assigned; players should coordinate directly with one another to determine their living arrangements.
Get a good night's rest. By the light of day, locals will help get the new arrivals set up on the coal stove with breakfast. You may notice they're dressed in a way you would almost call normal — at least, in a manner befitting 19th century Eastern Europe. As you find your way around town to get your bearings, folks are eager to help you find a place to apply your skills so you can contribute to your new home.
Princess Mipha | LoZ: Breath of the Wild | Skala
[The good news is that Mipha doesn't wear clothes to begin with. Teh bad news is that she's keenly feeling the loss of her trident and her Champion's sash. She liked that sash!
She has no idea where she is or what's going on--this certainly doesn't look like any woods she's seen around-- but she wanders anyhow, frowning lightly as she tries to take in her situation.
The spiders are nothing she wants to deal with either so, unless someone's in danger, she's just going to run and lose them in the forest, wishing immediately for a nice river to jump into and speed away. But why should things be easy??
Whenever she finds fellow lost people, she looks relieved and approaches with a soft smile. They don't look like Hylians, but that's probably fine. She is very pointedly not looking anywhere but anyone's face]
Thank goodness. I was worried I'd be lost by myself forever. Are you alright?
[Completely oblivious to the fact her otherworldly appearance might be alien to others, she's friendly and open.]
B. Every Day
Oh. Oh dear... [Look. Mipha's people are basically naked all the time. She knows this and accepts this, that's just the way they are! But typically people like the Hylians and Gerudo were more modest, to a degree. It's strange seeing all these humans wandering around exposed and Mipha's honestly not sure what to think of it.
She feels a vague sense of embarrassment anyhow, clearing her throat as she requests clothes--not for herself, but for the others traveling around.] I can't take it just for free, however kind the offer is... Oh, I see you have some cuts and bruises. May I?
[She smiles and takes the person's arm, holding her hand over it. There's a bright white glow and after a few seconds, the person's completely healed! Mipha smiles warmly, immediately startled by the armful of clothes the person gives her in thanks] Oh-- Really, you don't have to-- Oh!
[Caught off guard, she stumbles backwards.]
C. Like The One Before
[Armed with a small mountain of clothing now, Mipha sets out among the travelers she'd seen on her way here, approaching with a hopeful little smile]
Hello, please don't be alarmed. Would you like some clothes? I'm sure I should have something in this pile that will help.
D. Home Sweet Home
[Mipha blinks slowly, regarding the boarding house thoughtfully as she explores it.
Not particularly interested in a bed, she instead focuses on helping to clean and straighten things up around the house, help prepare food, and generally just makes herself busy.
When she does start poking her head around the rooms, it's still not in search of a bed.]
Is there a bathing room inside, or some kind of pond outside that anyone's noticed? I can sleep in a bed, but I'd prefer to sleep in the water for... Obvious reasons, I think. [She looks a bit sheepish about it.]
C
Yes, please, if it's no trouble. I'll wear just about anything if it means people will stop staring at me.
[An odd moment of genuine vulnerablity but he's a little desperate here.]
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[She holds out something that looks vaguely like a bathrobe, only it's more mesh than anything else. It's black, though, and dark enough that it might cover him up if he's careful with how he moves.]
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Thanks. I'm sure they'll make a killing, too. Necessity will do that.
[Nie Huaisang slips into the robe, wrapping it around himself quickly. The sheer, black fabric looks rather fetching on him, contrasting with his pale skin and complimenting his dark hair and eyes. He flashes her a sincerely, grateful smile.]
I take it, you're new in these parts as well, then?
[It's easy to assume that considering the lady's looks compared to the rest of the locals but who knows, really.]
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Yes, I'm one of the new arrivals too. I'm afraid I have little idea as to what's going on as well.
[She sighs a little and shakes her head.] The locals seem pleasant enough though, if a bit...unorthodox. But that never hurt anyone, I suppose.
[WELL. In and of itself it never hurt anyone. Hopefully they don't decide sacrifices must be made or something.] There might even be something to their belief their god brought us here.
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[Nie Huaisang might not be much of an academic but he's curious about people and the locals have definitely managed to pique his interest.]
A deity whisking us away in our sleep to this place makes about as much sense as anything I can think of.
B
[ but mipha has already taken alina's palm in hand and magicked away the light scraping that she'd gotten while climbing over a wall into someone's yard to get their clothes.
her jaw goes slack as it happens, as she watches the light and the injury knitting back together and vanishing. ]
... You're a Healer. [ she looks back up at mipha. ] You should be more careful.
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...Oh? [Is all she can manage at first, tilting her head.] I suppose it is rare. I didn't think about how people in this place might react to seeing it.
[Mipha trails off with a little sigh and then looks a bit worried] You don't think it could be that bad, do you? [She has no idea if 'magic' really exists in this place, after all. What if they start a witchhunt?? That's the danger she's thinking of anyhow.]
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[ there's some hesitation in her expression afterwards, as it occurs to her finally. nowhere is. not even ravka, where they have the great fortune of being forcibly conscripted into the darkling's attempted coup. ]
Just ... Maybe not in public. Until we know more.
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It's good advice, honestly. I apologize, I sometimes don't think when I see someone injured.
But if I may ask... What is a Grisha?
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I — Well, they're ... You know, people who have the power to do what you just did. And other things, too. Summoning, and the like. What do you call yourself?
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A
Oh!
[He blinked at the newcomer an embarrassed look on his face. Her appearance was very strange. Perhaps she was a Yao? But her demeanor seemed gentle. He didn't know where he was so it was better to try and be cordial to strangers. He worked to cover his own nudity.]
Hello, I'm fine, just trying to get my bearings. Have you woken up in this forest as well?
[Well it was mostly his ego that was bruised, and his face a little bit.]
I am Jin Guangyao. A pleasure to make you acquaintance. [He bowed deeply.]
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I apologize, it wasn't my intention to startle you like that. I should have made my approach more obvious. [She eyes his face with concern, looking for injuries.]
But yes, I did. I'm afraid I'm not familiar with this area at all-- though, it appears, neither is anyone else. [She bows her head politely]
I am Princess Mipha, though I doubt such titles mean much right now. I'm pleased to meet you, despite the circumstances.
(cw suicide mention)
Oh goodness, it wasn't your fault at all. It's been a strange week, and I startle easily.
[An understatement, considering the debacle at the Discussion conference, his wife killing herself, and a hidden enemy orchestrating all of this through the shadows.]
A shame that such a fate has befallen royalty as well. Please let me know if I can be of assistance. It is wild out here but there is a stream up ahead and plenty of food to be found.
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There's no need to be formal, I assure you. My being a princess helps me out here no more or less than someone being a soldier or a scholar. In fact, it might put me more at a disadvantage.
[Not really, since she's been traveling and fighting and all that so she's pretty fine being out here like this, but still.]
If there's fish in the stream, I can get them easily. It might be obvious, but I do quite well in water.
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[He smiled softly.]
That is amazing. I grew up by the rivers myself so finding fresh water and some fish to roast sounds lovely about now. Did you want to accompany me to search for a river or stream?
[not to mention he could use a swim and take off some of this excess dirt.]
d!
Well. That's a thought for down the line. For now, she watches the Zora clean up and cook and be good. Hm. ]
Hey, no need to feel embarrassed or anything. We all want to be comfortable, yeah? I can help you look for one, if nothing else. [ Rose hops off the bed that she had already claimed, leaving it up for grabs. Eh. ] Like me- I do much better with a warm body next to me, so. Might be better if I come back later and find a buddy.
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Rose's comments about finding a buddy makes her blush and clear her throat, though she smiles]
I'm sure you won't have a problem finding someone like that. Though, truthfully, my people sleep in communal pools, so it'll be a change for me too. [She sighs a little, and then adds:]
My name is Mipha, by the way. Pleased to meet you.
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Thanks for the vote of confidence, girl. If I end up bagging a cutie, I'll be sure to let you know all about it. [ That's what ladies talk about, right? Rose doesn't actually know. Her profession as a roadie and then an 'informant' with Charlie meant she mostly dealt with men. ]
My name's Rose. Nice to meet you, Mipha. Let's find you some water to chill out in, yeah?
A
M-Mipha? Sister?
[He takes a step forward, before he kneels down.] I can't believe it's you.
YELLS
[She takes a step forward, but Sidon is already there, kneeling--when had he gotten so big? Goodness, it had been such a long time, hadn't it?--and Mipha brings her hands up to her mouth.]
Look at you. [Her voice thick with emotion, she steps forward and reaches out (and up) to cradle his face in her hands, tears in her eyes despite her wide smile] You've grown so big and strong. I'm so glad to see you again, I... [There feels like there's so much to say she can't possibly decide where to begin with it.]
I COULDN'T RESIST.
He smiles, gentle and kind, as he reaches up to place his hands over hers, trying to still his beating heart from racing too quickly. Mipha was here, she was alive, warm and well and his heart aches knowing that this place, whatever it was, granted him some sort of wish.
Because he has longed to see his sister again.]
I can't believe it's you. [It's quiet, soft, almost a whisper.] How... [He shakes his head.] Never mind how. I'm glad to see you.
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I'm glad to see you too. I... [She takes a breath, emotion betraying her] I missed you so much.
[Forget decorum and all that. She surges forward to embrace him, though she laughs a moment later]
I can't pick you up anymore! How am I supposed to carry you around now?
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Oh,how cruel Fate would be to take her away now - the reason he doesn't wish to stop holding her. A fear that this was all some sort of cruel trick and she'll slip through his fingers. He smiles, though, grateful for this moment, this time he has. He will not waste it.]
Ha! [He laughs.] Should strength find you, I'm certain you could still try.
Though perhaps it is my turn to carry you. [What he doesn't say: Perhaps it is time he carries the burden, the weight of living.] We could make an unstoppable team.
B
Thank you. You're a water spirit then?
[He was guessing from her distinct appearance. Did that mean he was supposed to give her some sort of offering? That was what the spirits of the rivers, lakes, and ocean back home would have asked for in exchange for such a kindness.]