BOOTY CALLER: NIKKARI

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BOOTY CALLER On Tuesday afternoon, Nikkari's clamshell will ping! from wherever they have it. Should they pick it up to see what all the fuss is about, they will realize that their RULEBOOK app has updated to version 2.0. Opening the app will reveal that there has been an addendum to the rules... but one that seems meant exclusively for them. No other survivor will be able to see these additions. They read as such: 1. Each week, you may call forth ONE individual that has PASSED ON to the realm of the dead. 2. You MAY NOT call the same individual TWICE IN A ROW. 3. Those called upon will only appear for a LIMITED AMOUNT OF TIME and be UNABLE TO COMMUNICATE AUDIBLY. 4.The length you have for your call depends on the amount of SPIRIT ENERGY your HOST is permitted to TRANSFER TO YOU. 5.You may PRIVATELY CONFIRM YOUR ROLE if asked, but you may not FREELY OFFER THE INFORMATION to others. A notification will arrive the moment they have finished reading through the update. Its contents are no less confusing. U THOT U SAID GOODBYE 2 DADDY 👻😇, BUT TRUE DADDIES 👏👏 R ALWAYS READY 2 🎁🎁 U THEIR CUMMIES!!! 💦💦💦 ⏰ 2 GIVE DADDY A 📞📞📞📞📞 & B A GOOD, THIRSTY 👅 LITTLE 😻😽😻KITTEN😻😽😻 O҉́P̨͢È͟N̷̡ ̡́Ẁ́͟I̶̸D̕͝͠E Other things that are weird? The fact that the moment they open a door and walk through it, they will find themselves falling face first an entirely new location. Particularly, one that doesn't seem to fit into any part of the hotel, and absolutely not one that they meant to go through. As they regain their bearings and look at their surroundings, they'll realize that the door they walked through is no longer there. It seems like they have only one choice, and that's to walk through a decrepit community center until they reach their destination. It is there that they will find a familiar face... FULL NAVIGATION. locations ⯅ statuses ⯅ ic profiles ⯅ ic rulebook ⯅ thot report gift shop ⯅ murder proposals ⯅ private conversations ⯅ weekly curfew

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[notaquaman]

This place has fuck all to do with it.

[He sounds like he was hoping that he wouldn't be asked that question.]

But I have plenty to do with it. You can't talk to the dead without me.

[uncleanse]

Mm... I assumed as much, given how I was unceremoniously dropped here instead of my room.

[ wait a sec ]

... So that much is true? I have the ability to contact someone on the other side once a week?

[notaquaman]

Yep. The clam tell-ith the truth.

[It's chill.]

Obviously there isn't really anyone you can communicate with right now, but we can run through how the whole thing'll go down.

[uncleanse]

Well... you have my full attention.

[ given that... he doesn't know how he's supposed to get back on the ship... ]

[notaquaman]

[You just have to go through the door, PAL. But it's fine. Or...is it fine? Nathan doesn't seem to want to actually explain. He starts to tap his foot in agitation.]

So, seeing ghosts is kind of my thing, yeah? Aside from being immortal. According to the saps of summonings past, I can temporarily lend you my power. Like, a watered down version, but, that's better than nothing, yeah?

[uncleanse]

[ fuck you grannyfucker you're gonna explain shit whether you like it or not! but that explanation gets a brief laugh out of nikkari. ]

How fitting, then, that this opportunity was given to me. [ he takes out his clamshell and opens it to the page of the rulebook in question. ] I assume that means you are the host whose "spirit energy" I'll be relying upon.

[notaquaman]

Yup, that's me.

[That's him alright.]

And it's up to you how much you want.

[uncleanse]

[ straightforward enough... ]

You also said I'd be able to "talk" to them—but the text here states they aren't allowed to communicate audibly. Does that mean the deceased in question will only be able to speak with their body?

[ "body language" is probably what he means by that. probably. ]

[notaquaman]

That's what I'm guessin, yeah. Haven't seen what it looks like, yet, myself.

[But it's the most obvious conclusion.]

So how much power you have gives you a longer amount of time to see them.

[uncleanse]

Hm...

I realize we currently have more effective ways of communicating with them... but am I allowed to try calling upon either Polly-san or Carlos-san for a hands-on demonstration?

[notaquaman]

Sure, sure, yeah. We can do that.

[Following this, Nathan just stares at him. Cool, cool. Cool...]

[uncleanse]

[ and he... stares back... hewwo?? ]

... Am I supposed to do anything in order to summon them?

[notaquaman]

[There it is. All at once, Nathan seems to burst alive with energy. Like it's been everything in his power to contain it all.]

Finally--finally you ask the right fucking question. Here I am, wondering when the fuck you're gonna get back to that part. Hey, Nathan, why's it say that you lend me your power. And if I can just up and choose as much of it as I want, why would I ever choose anything but the biggest amount? I'll tell you why! It's because it comes from my goddamn mouth!

[uncleanse]

[ if nikkari was a less patient sword, he probably would've stabbed nathan? or like? walked out of the room?

but no, despite the subtle twitch of his eyebrow, he seemingly shows no other reaction to nathan's outburst. instead, he calmly—perhaps even a little mechanically?—says, ]

Young-san, please lend me your power in order for me to summon Polly-san from the other realm as the "Booty Caller."

[notaquaman]

[Nathan groans.]

How can you be so...

[He finally tromps down the staircase so he can actually be on Nikkari's level, so to speak, and puts his hands on his hips.]

Don't you get it? I have to...I have to put my mouth on your cock!

1/2

[uncleanse]

[uncleanse]

[ he turns around and starts making his way for the door ]

[notaquaman]

[Nathan sputters. Obviously, he was against this from the beginning, but somehow this reaction is worse? Now he's offended?]

Hey! Hey! I'll have you know I'm great with my tongue!

[uncleanse]

Quite frankly, I don't trust you not to bite.

[notaquaman]

I am a gentleman.

[uncleanse]

[notaquaman]

Don't you look at me like that. You don't even know. I'm like an oral sex master.

[With women.]

I know all about handling cock.

[His own cock.]

And I would never stoop to something so low. The fact you'd even suggest it...I'm downright insulted!

[Stop.]

Whatever, you prick. If you can't handle the pleasure I can give then we'll just go with a shorter option!

[uncleanse]

[ he is so close to slashing his throat so he can't talk anymore ]

Which would be...?

[notaquaman]

[why ya'll so mean 2019]

I just gotta rub some spit on your face. Or we can make out, I guess.

[He doesn't want to make out with him, though.]

[uncleanse]

...

. . .

On your knees.