jigokufever | June 2022 Test Drive

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June 2022 Test Drive

1. CLEAN UP

The curse has broken, finally banishing the oppressive air around the city and the many sightless eyes of the accursed haniwa. Life will have to return to normal now but first there is lingering clean-up that must be attended to:

SHUTEN CLAN

The Shuten Clan is out in force to rebuild damaged storefronts. Eager oni appear in their festival happi, singing oni working tunes. You can pick up the words easily enough, join in and help out. The mood starts bright, but after a number of unlucky accidents there is less singing and more grumbling. The cursed energy left behind has made all of you much more prone to workplace accidents but the storefronts need to be scrubbed, broken glass needs sweeping, new furniture needs construction. There are any number of thumbs smashed by hammers, hands cut on saws, heads hit with falling debris or that board of wood you didn’t see someone carrying towards you. It’s a cursed day to be out on the job.

Rewards will come in the form of free drinks for a week from specific bars and a generous amount of chips for the casinos. If you aren’t of age to drink or gamble? Well… they’ll look the other way this time. Have fun.

It should be noted that the uniform -- a happi, a hachimaki, and fundoshi -- is required. The Shuten Clan is very traditional, after all.

TAMAMO CLAN

The bathhouses in Tamamo clan territory remain full of bloodied water. They need to be drained and scrubbed to make them new again. However, reaching the drains is a tricky business. You can’t simply reach in to pull out the plug, you will have to wade into the water to twist it free. Easy enough, right?

Unfortunately, residual curse energy has made this a very dangerous task. Phantasmal hands will reach out and try to drag you under as you get too close to the drain. The phantasms can be distracted, so you’ll need some teamwork to succeed. Your reward is a significant amount of free bath coupons. Some of the advertised baths even have “special” properties. Take the chance to relax, you probably need it.

Those that are rejuvenated in the newly purified baths will find themselves with seemingly limitless vigor. That vigor may sometimes manifest in the form of desperately needing to fuck the first thing willing to do so. Which might turn out somewhat embarrassing...

SUTOKU CLAN

The residual cursed energy in the Sutoku Alliance territory has congregated in their many arcades. The prizes in the UFO catcher machines seem off and they keep shifting around. If you happen to win a prize, the prize slot snaps shut on your hand with amazing force: the machine out for blood. To clear the curse, the prizes need to be removed from the machines and purified with the help of a local shrine maiden. Unfortunately, the key ring to open the machines has been stolen by some of the unruly prizes. You will need to use your UFO catcher skills to fish it back out.

Try not to lose any fingers.

Other machines are shooting tokens out of their coin slots at astonishingly painful speeds. A strange phenomenon, as even the machines that take swipe cards are doing it. Where are those tokens even coming from? You will have to get the machines open and give them a deep cleaning to get all the residual blood off the coins and mechanisms. You need the same keys that are stuck inside the UFO catcher…. Better hope you can fish out the one you need.

For your troubles, you will be given unlimited free plays for a month. Perfect for winning a totally-not-cursed prize for your sweetie.

ENMA DEPARTMENT

It’s the Department of the Enma’s turn to go begging for good will. They are considered to be mostly responsible for the way the cursed haniwa were handled in the first place. Enma souls should get out on the streets and see what the people need: Food, clean water, housing repairs and maintenance, as well as exorcisms. They’re all high on people’s priority lists and most people want it done pronto. Try not to get snappy with the angry people, the department’s reputation is on the line.

The Enma is slated to give a press conference at some point. It's up to the rest of the Department to assure that there will be reception to his words. They are likely to be of grave importance to the rest of the city.

A hard day’s work is its own reward, but you’ll also get a day pass to a theme park on the edge of the city – in the name of community outreach, of course.

2. GHOST SHARKS

The very streets themselves are treacherous with residual curses. The isonades may have been intimidated out of town for the moment but the anger of their ancestors lingers in the bloody puddles that still glisten in the streets. Come too close to these puddles and spectral sharks will lunge from beneath the surface: Blood for blood! Lives for lives!

While spectral in nature, the teeth on these sharks can still do real harm to anyone they lash out at. They don’t seem to take damage in kind, but will pop and disperse for a moment when struck. The ghostly sharks are being populated by a magic totem that has been partially buried in the dirt of a local park. Destroy it and the sharks will disappear.

Unfortunately, a pack of snotty local children have taken a shine to this magic totem. They are not keen to let you take it from them, nor break it. It’s theirs. It’s special. If you’re feeling brutish or cruel, you can fight the children or deceive them, but your boss would probably suggest you try to bargain with them for appearance’s sake. They’re entirely unreasonable though, as children can be, and it will be quite a chore to get them to agree to your terms.

3. CURSED CORNERS

There are certain corners and alleyways which are simply predisposed to gather cursed energy. These areas are still haunted enough to affect the reality around you. You may experience hallucinations or visions of lost loved ones, past regrets, personal failings. These visions are played out in the area for all to see. You will remain frozen in place until your moment is done, or someone brave comes to pull you out.

Now that the worst of it is over, some of the more morbid and voyeuristic members of the public may be lurking around these haunted areas, waiting to see what horrors will be unveiled. They have out their phones and their cameras to record the show.

The cruelest of the spectators provide commentary to their social media followings as they observe. Anything for that monetization!

The biggest of the streams is a kerakera onna who goes by her channel name: Lipsticki. She leans in over the rooftops to cackle loudly at people’s misfortunes and give petty, scathing commentary about their misdeeds and failings.

4. THE ENMA SPEAKS (PLOT RELEVANT)

Outside the hospital where the Enma was being treated, there is a huge press gathering. The judge arbiter has been deemed fit enough to release. Hungry for word, journalists from every publication swarm the area. Most press-outlets in the city are controlled by the Sutoku Alliance, who have a vested interested in interrogating the Enma.

A number of other onlookers have tacked on as well, including Lost Souls both old and new. Lost Souls may even find themselves ordered to attend the statement by their faction.

It is assumed that the Enma must have something of grave importance to say, after all.

The Enma approaches the podium. He is dressed in his usual suit, his crown, and his stern expression; it puts a hush over the crowd through its tremendous pressure alone. No questions have been asked, yet, but a statement has been prepared. He clears his throat:

"The cause of the curse, the enemy of Jigokucho, is... Haniyasu. The Department's focus will be shifting to determining our next action in regards to this entity. That is all."

Just like, the Enma's secretary and a retinue of armored shinigami move to flank the Enma and guide them to a waiting limo down the steps. The press yells their questions over one another, but are pushed back. The Enma doesn't even seem to perceive them, simply focusing on getting into the car.

Unfortunately, if you're a representative for one of the factions -- especially the Department of the Enma -- that makes you fair game to hound for questioning too. Do you stand your ground or try to run away?

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[ Whiskey is good enough. It doesn't do anything to take the edge off, but at least it might make him care less about coming off as desperate. He leans against the bar, keeping his gaze on her. ]

Right. I run a loan business and a hostess club out of Kamurocho. [ May as well... ] Do you have time for a more...intimate introduction?

[ So much for trying to maintain a veneer of respectability. ]

[ God that's desperate. She stifles her laughter behind her glass. That's a little messy, even for her, but... that's definitely part of the appeal. She tosses back her drink, the single one will have very little effect on her but cheers. ]

Sure, ya can come help me zip up my dress.

[ She's laughing as she gets to her feet, she leans in across the bar top to talk to the bartender for a brief moment. She gives him a tip to not fucking tattle on her, her tail flicking lazily.

Then she motions him along with her. He has his own hostess clubs, he knows how their dressing rooms go. ]

[ This is really not how he saw his night going. He's messy without the help of the aphrodisiac but even this is heading into a bridge too far territory.

Too late now.

He downs his drink before following after her at a respectable distance. Not that there's anyone to keep up appearances for...

The moment they're behind closed doors, he's on her, hands on her waist, drawing her close. ]

Got a feeling you're the type of girl that likes to be in control.

[ She smells incredible up close, the shampoo in her hair, the perfume at her throat. Positively otherworldly. Her body against his is lithe and powerful. They may not have invented the Mad Dog yet here, but something of his sharp energy still exists around Majima. She toys with his necklace teasingly. ]

They do tell me I'm a little bossy.

[ An assessment no one is going to disagree with. ]

What's so wrong with that, huh? I just know what I want.

[ Which first and foremost would be the removal of this jacket. ]

[ She's got him wrapped around her finger already and it can't entirely be blamed on the aphrodisiac. His daily life is generally getting bossed around and yelled at by a woman. It's no surprise to anyone that his appreciation of that type extends to the bedroom.

He leans up to kiss her. ]

Nothing wrong with that at all. [ Off goes the jacket. ] I like a woman that knows what she wants.

[ She cups his cheek and leans into him, her long hair soft when it cascades forward. She picks loose more of the buttons down his shirt. This is not an enterprise that requires him to take it off, but she'd like more room to fan her hand inside; nails prickling. Of course they're plastic press on things, easy to go back and forth and no real damage done if they get lost in a fight.

She was always very fixated with her mouth, but the extra senses of the snake tongue have made it worse. She wants the specific taste of each person's mouth, their skin, their sweat. Everyone is distinct and that's fascinating and heady. She thumbs the corner of his mouth and licks in, swaying him back until they hit the surface of a vanity table. Her satisfied exhale is sticky, wet. ]

Help me outta this skirt, huh?

[ Street clothes, easy and femme although the skirt obviously cling to her like a second skin. It's tiny at the waist and then thick at the thigh. She kicks like a horse. It's hooks above her tail and a zipper below. ]

[ He won't regret this later, though he will question his judgement on why he thought this was a good idea. Not that he's put off by her more monstrous features, more that it was a bad idea not to at least have a proper conversation with Majima about how they knew each other.

Thoughts for later. Much more interesting things in front of him now. He runs his hands down the curve of her ass before making quick work of the closures. His curiosity gets the better of him, massaging near the base of her tail. ]

Never quite had a girl like you before.

[ Her tail flicks under his hand. It's cute when she's playing nice, it hurts when she's fighting and the heavy muscle of it is hitting your arms, torso, legs as she pivots and twists. She shimmies out of the tight skirt, giving it a disinterested little kick off her foot. That there's expensive black lace underneath should really surprise no one, that is exactly her vibe. ]

I'd stand out a lot more in Tokyo.

[ She agrees with amusement and without knowing just how much the Mad Dog stands out in Tokyo as it is. It's almost like there's something about Majima that demands attention no matter what he's doing. A futile hunger that he's had ever since he was a kid, needier than he's ever going to admit to himself. ]

Ya gonna yank my tail, Akiyama-san?

[ She teases him with nips and kisses while opening his belt and pulling open his pants. ]

Edited (words???) 2022-06-25 22:38 (UTC)

[ If only she knew how true that was. There was no one quite like the Mad Dog in the whole city, no one who commanded a presence quite like him. Even now, he can see some of that in Goromi. Knowing what's to come feels a little like he's watching a trainwreck in slow motion. ]

Only if you ask me nicely.

[ To no one's surprise, he's already hard. How close her hands are is enough to elicit a little groan from him. A self-aware pang of shame hits him -- well, at least he has an excuse for acting like this. It doesn't feel like a good one. ]

[ She reaches past him with her other hand to open one of the drawers in the vanity, digging around all the way into the back. Turns out it comes in handy to keep some lubed condoms around in this town, especially when you're an emotionally fractured beauty on a rampage for distraction and endorphins. She doesn't need excuses or good decisions. She just needs to need. She gives him a squeeze, looking sweetly self-satisfied at the noises he makes. She's talking low, smokey as she opens the little foil and spreads the rubber over him, ]

You'll see, sweetheart. Wrap it up yer forearm an' give it a good, hard pull.

[ So he should get out of her way and let her put her hands down on the vanity, the mirror reflecting back this mess. But with her tail curling and swaying and her ass out, it's obvious to what benefit a little tail yanking might be. ]

[ Hard to argue with a view like that. He pulls her panties down first, mindful of the delicate lace before leaning over her. It's so hard not to just take her now, but he still has enough presence of mind to remember what she said. A few kisses to her neck and he looks down to her tail. ]

Alright...

[ Around his arm and pull...This is now officially one of, if not the strangest sexual encounter he's had. Can't say that matters to him much, as he winds her tail around his forearm. The muscle beneath the smooth scales feels so much more pronounced. The thought occurs to him that she could probably break his arm like this if she wanted to.

Hot.

He gives it a firm yank, moving so he can rub his cock against her ass at the same time. ]

Like that?

[ Breathed hot against her ear. ]

[ She makes a pleased sound that vibrates in her chest, back arching. Not all of her hannya is visible from beneath her shirt, but there's enough of the tattoo showing down her back, her ass, her thighs to make up for it. The muscle of her tail winds on his arm, squeezes, pulls him subtly closer. She has him as much as he has her. It's a fun game. ]

Just like that, what a quick study.

[ He can see her smile in the mirror, the sharpness of her fangs and the confidence and lust in her good eye. Her hips squirm slowly but impatiently. ]

[ That's probably going to leave a bruise, but he can't say he minds. It's truly a novel experience for as awkward as the lead up to all of this was. Not that it isn't still awkward, knowing who he's fucking and what he knows. It's easy for him to ignore it right now.

Another firm tug and he rolls his hips to start easing into her. He leans over her again, bracing himself with his free hand on the vanity. Hungry little kisses and nips along her neck punctuate his desires. ]

Take as much as you want.

[ Easier to put her in complete control. He can't be trusted with that kind of responsibility. ]

Oh, he's gracious too.

[ Exhaled humorously, as low and satisfied as a moan. He feels good. Anyone would, but she's not going to complain about a gift horse. Especially not one so happy to be pushed around. She needs to stop at the good luck shrine more often if this is her result.

She pushes back and takes exactly what feels right, each rock a stinging burst of heat through her body and breathed out in contented sounds. He might have been hit with the aphrodisiac but it also sounds like an endorphin rush before work was just the thing she needed herself.

The vanity lights bring out the opalescence of her scales when she shifts and she is definitely watching him in the mirrored face, lip caught in her teeth. ]

[ As long as they're both having fun, that's all the ultimately matters. He meets the pace she sets, taking no more than she gives despite how badly he wants to. It's a pleasant little game of give and take they've got going on.

He meets her eyes in the mirror for a brief moment, flashing a smile before pulling hard on her tail. ]

You know what you like best, right? [ His attempts to be charming would probably be a bit more effective if his face wasn't so flushed and if he wasn't speaking in between little gasps and moans. ] I'm just here to serve.

[ Her giggle is genuine, enthused and she arches deep, pulling him all the way flush against her in an abrupt motion. ]

Hmm.

[ She gasps, she grins. Really, if you just let her go nuts she's all but glowing with satisfaction. She doesn't need him as a man at all, she just needs to use his cock for her purposes. More guys really oughta know their place. She sinks down to her forearms and presses back deeply, wiggling out exactly what she wants with a moan. She reaches back to scratch her nails into his hair, keeping his mouth against the back of her shoulder. ]

[ As much as he wants to prolong this, there's no way he can last much longer. If she doesn't finish, he's got a way to make it up to her. Akiyama wraps his arm around her chest, kissing her shoulder as he comes with a politely restrained moan.

He keeps her held against him for a little bit longer, breathing in her scent as the high of his orgasm mellows out. The desperate urge to fuck is gone now at least, replaced by the nagging sensation in the back of his mind that this was one of the poorer decisions he's ever made.

It'll be fine, surely. ]

[ She doesn't need his help to bliss out either, she knows how she wants herself to be touched. She pants it out comfortably, tilting head back to take a deeper breath. She gets most of the splatter in her hand and not all over her vanity table. Utter relief fills her breathing then. Something has this lady real wound up and that was a really welcome break from all of it.

She doesn't even slough him off her immediately. Not bad for a rando off the street. ]

Well, Akiyama-san... welcome t'town.

[ He doesn't linger much longer, knowing better than to outstay his welcome. Another kiss to her shoulder and he separates from her. Now that he's not caught up with fucking her, his arm is aching from the grip of her tail. There's probably a bruise under his sleeve...Well worth it for that.

He makes himself presentable again, smoothing his hair back into place after getting properly dressed. ]

Thanks for the warm welcome, Goromi-chan. Be seeing you again, I'm sure.

[ Akiyama flashes her a warm smile and a little wave before leaving the dressing room.

Oh, this is going to be a mess later. ]

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