Yeah, let’s all have a naked day! Just don’t get the kids involved with this.

This includes shopping. Being naked doesn’t have to be exclusively at the bathhouse. Show your stuff!

Yamelle 2025/09/22(Mon)19:32 No. 1114198 ID: a6401c
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>Do a physically easy task
Okay--time to get those boilers running; she’s accomplished it hundreds of times so it’s relatively easy. In the basement are the tanks. There’s plenty of chopped wood for the stoves today, restocked every evening. We’ll need to throw in enough to jumpstart the heat. By the time the fuel runs low someone else will be able to take over.

>try to do it all naked!
>What tasks while still undressed?
Oh my~ Doing this task undressed may make some sense--as ash, dirt, and woodchips stick into her fur. She can shower in an hour.

>let’s have a naked day! That includes shopping.
>And get everybody in on it. Especially Da.
The thought suddenly crosses her mind. She speaks to herself like an angel perched on her shoulder.
Yamelle: Oh heavens! Noooo I can’t go out like this; don’t be silly. Plenty of nudity at the bathhouse. My head must still be woozy to think such things.

The community may be lax on such taboos; why, topless women have as much rights to flaunt outside as men. And some early outdoorsy residents may shock neighbors when working in the backyard naked. But in the village center shopping? Praying at the temple? Oooh no no no no, they’d think she snapped.

Yamelle 2025/09/22(Mon)19:33 No. 1114199 ID: a6401c
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Food may have given her a burst of energy but after completely stocking the third and final boiler she must sit down for a breather. An exhausted exhale.

Yamelle: Whew. You’re sure taking a lot out of me, little one. Let mommy have some strength to light the tanks up at least.

KLOK! KLOK! KLONK!

Oh! What’s that? Who could be knocking on the front door at this hour? No one’s due to arrive yet!

KLONK! KLOK!

>ignore, maybe they’ll go away
>answer, what a strange hour

We’d better answer! It might be a customer

Answer, don't bother with a towel, and if they're shocked at getting full frontal flashed, they should have knocked at a more reasonable hour.

You can answer. Don't forget a towel or something.

Answer, but take your time. Nobody rushes the pregnant lady. Or makes her put on a towel

Let’s see who it is~ It’s early enough to excuse not wearing a towel~

Answer the door, don't bother with a towel! And if you can get everybody in on being naked, then it won't be weird! When everybody's being weird, then nobody is. Or something.

Or maybe you can get Dama to answer the door, it's fine if he's got his fundoshi on, right? Would he be up for shopping in just a fundoshi?

Yamelle 2025/09/22(Mon)22:56 No. 1114218 ID: a6401c
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KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
dingdongdingdongdingdong
Oh now they found the doorbell.

>Towel or no towel...
She supposes it won’t take long just to see if there’s an emergency. Oooouuu--there isn’t a nearby towel. Maybe she’ll peek her snout through. It could be a package, although it’s quite early for deliveries.

The front door cracks open enough to speak through.

Yamelle: Uhm. ur-hem Dama residence. Can I help you with anything?

Yamelle 2025/09/22(Mon)22:58 No. 1114219 ID: a6401c
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Maltar: Why, good morning, Yamelle! It’s me, of course! Figures you would be an early bird like myself. Yes, yes.

Yamelle: Oh--morning Maltar! Shouldn’t you be opening the general store?

Maltar: I figure I’d arrive early before it’s too crowded here. It seems you’ve forgotten to unlock the front door, hehheh. But no worries! I’ve arrived just in time for my quick shower!

Yamelle: Oh. Uhm. Well that’s because we haven’t opened yet...

Maltar: Oh not a worry, my dear! I’m pretty good at not-being-in-the-way-of-things. You go ahead and continue your work as if I’m not even here--you know I always take the same spot in the showers every day.

Yamelle: Uhm. That’s fine and all. I j-just need to freshen up first. I’m not currently wearing anything—

Maltar: No need to be bashful, Yamelle. I’ve seen you naked many times before! This is, a bathhouse, after all. Dama’s a lucky man to bag a wife who works so hard for him!

Maltar: Is he inside by-the-way? I’d like to talk to him if I could.

Yamelle: Thank you. I mean, the water has yet to heat up. It’ll be about 45 minutes. If you could wait a little longer--

Maltar: I’m sure your husband is fine letting me in early. I don’t take long. Could you just let him know that Maltar’s here?

He isn't awake yet. Check back in 45 minutes.

have him come back in 45 minutes and let him know he'll have first dibs. that lets the water heat up more (it simply isn't ready yet, it needs to heat up), gives you some time to freshen up, and gives Da a few more minutes to wake up. Ask Da when he wakes up; if he's okay with it in the future, you'll know for then and he shouldn't be too upset since it sounds like this hasn't come up before, and if it's not okay, then you made the right choice!

Say he must wait for the hot water first unless it's something urgent. He wouldn't want to take a freezing cold shower, would he? Go check on Dama to see if he's up! Surely he wouldn't sleep in too long and let his pregnant wife do all the hard work, right?

Deny entry for now.
Another task best done before showering: handling the dirty linens. then you can go shower and put on something comfortable.

To let him in before even the water is ready, why as a proud bath house owner it cannot be borne. Why he may as well jump in the river. No he will just have to wait until a proper shower is ready.

we'll see if our hubby is up to talk to him, but he has to wait until the bath is ready. We don't want him catching a cold, now do we?

>>1114226
There *must* be more tasks that can be done before showering! What about the fur traps and the coals? Seems like fairly dirty work to me~

Actually yeah, what if he helps with the chores, and in return, he can be the first to bathe when it be ready

>>1114266
Wait that's a great idea actually. And then we can add his clothes to the laundry so he can feel doubly refreshed! And definitely not as an excuse to have a naked guy doing chores.

Yamelle 2025/09/24(Wed)22:11 No. 1114329 ID: a6401c
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>Deny entry for now
>Check back in 45 minutes
>To let him in before even the water is ready, why as a proud bath house owner it cannot be borne
This man aint letting up!

Yamelle: We’re closed, Maltar! My husband isn’t awake and the showers aren’t even hot enough yet! You’ll have to wait 45 minutes to the hour like everyone else.

Maltar: Well Dama would never--

Yamelle: If you’re antsy to dunk yourself in freezing cold water then you may as well jump in the river!

She slams the door shut.

Yamelle: Oooh, that fellow! Now I feel like taking a cold shower!

Yamelle: Everyone’s always trying to use Dama to get their way even as I put my foot down, I swear.

>What if he helps with the chores?
Sure, making him work for it could be an option. But this man needs to learn about patience--something his mother probably skipped while raising him!

Yamelle 2025/09/24(Wed)22:14 No. 1114330 ID: a6401c
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>Handling the dirty linens
One more task shouldn’t hurt. She manages to find a spare bath towel while collecting dirty linen. They’re bagged up and inside a cart to be set by the front door.

Good thing she covered herself on the way up, too; Dama and Sashi are awake and eating breakfast. The exchange between parents is always the same: Dama, ever stoic through the most emotional moments; and Yamelle, ever cheery through the roughest trials.

Dama: Ah, wife. Good morning.

Sashi: Mommy!

Dama: Not too loud, Sashi. Your brother is asleep.

Sashi: Mom is naked!

Dama: Yes. She is.

With a wipe of her brow Yamelle huffs after a long journey up the stairs.

Yamelle: I just stocked the oven stoves for the boilers. I figure if I were to get all grimy, I should do it without dirtying clothes. I also put the linens by the front door for pickup.

Dama: You shouldn’t strain yourself with that work; you’re having a baby.

Yamelle: It’s nothing, hun. I just took initiative! I couldn’t bother your sleep.

She walks to the kitchen for another grilled oxplum slice to chew on. Mmf. Good.

Dama: You shouldn’t be working this late in the pregnancy; the child is due any day now.

Yamelle: I couldn’t sleep, dear. And I don’t want to wait around bored. But I suppose I am a bit tired at the moment.

The second level of the bathhouse is the domestic floor. There’s a separate bathroom up here with plenty of hot water reserved for the family. She doesn’t mention Maltar, it’s a non-issue anyway.

>Swap with Da.
>Stay with Ma.
→ and what do next?

Dangit! If one of the kids is up, practicality no longer allows nudity! I think we stay with Ma a bit longer. Since we need to dress ourselves, now seems like a good time to shower, and NOT think about our husband’s generous nethers while we do so. This is NOT a ploy to cause horny thoughts at all~

stay with Ma as she showers and tries and fails to not think about the last time Da got her pregnant

Swap to Da.

>>1114330
Datime!

Swap with Da, have him do more of the chores so Ma may have extra time to rest. Potentially naked. Perhaps the naked day bug is catching on? And there's no use in getting your clothes all wet from the moisture if you're going out later. Adding minerals to the pool, replacing the sauna coals, and restocking toiletries and merchandise before clearing the snow might be a safe bet to keep Maltar's whining at bay for a little while longer. Although, it might be prudent to tell Da about it anyway. Communication is key, and he can probably do better diplomacy if he's forewarned! Or maybe just walking out in the buff is enough to distract Maltar from complaining about not getting preferential treatment. Naked yard work was fine, right?

What sort of merchandise is for sale? Special bathing supplies? High quality fundoshi? Those funny little trinkets that tourists who venture out to happy little villages can't help but buy?

Go take a shower while we swap to Da.

Da: Breakfast

Maybe a good relaxing bath would be better than a shower? If you can wait for it to heat up, that is. Dama's right, you need to be careful with the baby and treat yourself.

Dama add minerals to the main pool, then replace sauna coals. Which should be done naked to avoid getting coal dust on clothes.

Dama, take the reigns! kiss wife and have her go enjoy a nice bath (and imagine said naked wife in bath while you work)

Swap to da.
Ma needs to sit a moment at the very least, then first shower for her. Ease those aches.
Theres jobs da can crack on with.

Dama 2025/09/26(Fri)18:50 No. 1114417 ID: a6401c
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>Swap with Da.
The morning is clockwork for Dama. His wife finishes showering to take care of the kids.

Dama: I should finish opening up.

Yamelle: You go on ahead, dear!

peck

>Perhaps the naked day bug is catching on?
>Should be done naked to avoid [dirtying] clothes
There’ll be plenty of that when customers walk in. Wouldn’t want to be desensitized by it now, would we?

The morning will move boringly, to be fair. But each step is important:
✓ Minerals for the pool; good for chupian wool and skin as well as sanitize the water.
✓ Emptying fur traps; fur is collected and brushed into containers throughout the day, then squeezed by vises to dry overnight. Chupian wool is quite hydrophobic and makes for excellent fabric, so it’s donated to one of the weavers in the village.
✓ Sauna coals are simple enough. These rocks don’t crumble easily so they have some longevity.

>Merch
Just the usuals: towels, washcloths, fabrics, beauty products, bath bombs, fur brushes, buck conditioner, mostly homemade merchandise or promoted items from other shops. None of that stupid body wash scrubbing-beads crap.

Dama 2025/09/26(Fri)18:51 No. 1114418 ID: a6401c
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At last it’s time to clear the entrance. Dama unlocks the door and sees quite an irritated local. Ahead are more villagers making their way up the path.

Maltar: Feh! Took you long enough.

Dama: Maltar.

Maltar: Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting out here? I have a shhhhedule to keep.

Dama: You know my hours.

Maltar: Well are you open or not?

Dama: Sigh. You may come in. It should be warm enough.

Maltar fishes out metallic strips of coinage to clack in a box by the greeting counter. Others follow inside as well.

The majority of the day could be boring to roleplay out every minor task with no exciting payoff so we’ll play it off this way:

>a. shower and engage in small-town scuttlebutt
>b. continue managing bathhouse duties
→ Roll 1d6 for either decision.
→ Pitch some thoughts if you want

rolled 6 = 6

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Keep managing bathhouse duties. Customers always come with new and, "exciting" problems to solve.

rolled 1 = 1

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B) finish shoveling and watch who's coming in

rolled 1 = 1

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>>1114420
Seconding this! Is Maltar always like this?

Ever get any weird and/or exciting customers from far and abroad?

dice 1d6

An escalating argument over who took whos towel. Both parties are wrong

Clogged fur trap contains item of jewelry. An odd ring. Too small for a finger. Because its a genital piercing jewelry. Customer is reluctant to claim ownership.

Boisterous family pet gets loose in bath and ends up soapy, difficult to catch and impossible to convince it isnt all a game

rolled 1 = 1

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A, shower up. Heard there's been quite the story about the inkmaker going around these days.

Dama 2025/09/29(Mon)20:55 No. 1114538 ID: a6401c
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>Is Maltar always like this?
Just about; he’s snooty for sure. But Dama has learned to spend no energy on those types of people. Maltar can be an alright guy if you tolerate his self-importance.

>watch who’s coming in
Dama sweeps the front entrance; most bathers in the morning are ones who own businesses. He’s well-acquainted with them all: the bakers, inkmakers, weavers, bartenders, lumberjacks, and even the priests. All of them greet Dama and chip in a sliver of coin.

>any exciting customers from far and abroad?
Sometimes. The main city is far, far away where planet-hoppers come to Alp Daga. There may be an occasional eigo or gard passing through which becomes the talk of the town for a while.

The chupians under Dama’s employment arrive and head straight to their duties. It’s about an hour later when one of them speaks up.

Tennou: Uh... Dama, boss, sir! I think one of the bathers is about to cause a ruckus!

Dama 2025/09/29(Mon)20:56 No. 1114539 ID: a6401c
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>1. A fight breaks out in the bathhouse
The commotion involves two rascals wrestling in the showers. Peculiarly, one of them is almost entirely in pink. The other is a highland-type chupian with less wool. Onlookers keep their distance.

Pink: I’m gonna kill you, you bastard!! This had better wash off by the time I’m through with you!

Highland: Yeah well that’s what you get for sleeping with my sister!! You stay the fuck away from her, you hear?!

Pink: I have a photoshoot today, you asshole!

Highland: Well good thing you look pretty in pink!

Pink: Your sis surely won’t mind! Maybe I’ll have her take the photos instead. How-bout that?! Send some your way!

Highland: Go choke on an oxplum!

The struggling ensues.

Use your strongest Disapproving Dad "Ahem" on them. Tap the sign saying "no wrestling" and "No shouting" for emphasis.

Tell them to take it outside, do not pass go do not collect clothing. (Toss it out after them)

Pinky looks like he could use one of the fine and affordable cleaning products you have for sale. And the other one could use a nice cooling bath in one of the snowbanks outside. The two of you should be able to carry him out, if he won't go on his own.

grab a shoe and hold it menacingly while speaking to them a loud-but-not-yelling tone to please stop disrupting your other guests

>>1114539

I'm with >>1114540 on this one:

Give them the ol' "who let a pair of kids in here? The baths are strictly off-limits to children!" and wait for the absolute mortification to set as your dad-ness overawes them.

>>1114547
Yeah, this! And if Pinky's getting too hotheaded he might need to chill out outside in the snow with the highlander! Sans clothing also. But if you've got something for the pink it's basically free advertising.

Dama 2025/10/03(Fri)22:55 No. 1114730 ID: a6401c
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Them boys flop atop the ceramic tiles of the showers. The bathowner clears his throat, one that has his patrons spin their heads and sidestep away at the sight of him. The town learns to listen when Dama is speaking sternly.

Dama: That is enough.

Pink: He started it--!

Dama: I’m ending it. Break it, now.

Highland seizes the opportunity to punch Pink’s kidney, breaking out of the hold and stumbling with spackles of water underneath their heels. Both aggressors snarl with ridged snouts. One of them spits lungwater to the floor.

Dama: I said enough!

Dama: You boys are in need of a chilling bath in the snow outside.

He steps in. Others make sure to set the boys apart.

Dama: A bunch of children, you two. The showers are strictly off-limits for such.

Highland: He’s the aggressor! He grabbed me first!

Dama: Your business is elsewhere. Leave.

Highland: Fine! I’m finished washin’ anyway.

He grabs a towel--yet it was promptly yanked away by Dama.

Dama: Keep moving.

Highland: What? I don’t even get to dry off? Lemee get my things—

Dama: Out.

Highland: I’m not gonna be standin’ like a naked idiot outside!

Dama: Shoo. I’ll have someone bring out your belongings.

Highland: This is some yakshit, I tell ya

He leaves escorted by one of the workers. Wet footprints follow out into the foyer.

Dama 2025/10/03(Fri)22:56 No. 1114731 ID: a6401c
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Dama approaches the pink one and says not a word.

Pink: Oh come on, you’re not kicking me out like this! You gotta have something to clean this off. I’ve got a photoshoot today! I was minding my business until that jerk squirted this stuff on me!

With a grumblesigh Dama snaps a finger towards one of his employees.

Dama: I’ll see if Tennou can bleach and sponge you down. No guarantees but you’re out in ten minutes.

Tennou: Aweh, rats. Do I gotta?

Dama 2025/10/03(Fri)22:57 No. 1114732 ID: a6401c
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With that over... Dama has enough time for a little chat before everyone goes to work this morning. Maybe something new is happening in town. He’s not good at small-talk--he generally lets people speak their mind with his occasional one-word responses.

Who grabs Dama’s attention?
>a. talk to Maltar, the grocer
>b. talk to the inkmaker
>c. talk to the priest
>d. talk to the lamplighter
>e. talk to the basketweaver
>f. talk to the farmer

D) probably see a lot at that job

Maltar wanted to talk to Da earlier. Let’s see what he wants

May as well get maltar out of the way with.

The basketweaver. They certainly know how to weave a tale.

Lamplighters are cool! Let’s talk to one of em!

D, one more for the lamplighter!

The lamplighter! They might shed some light on...something!

B, the inkmaker.

The inkmaker may have been involved in the pink prank, and may be able to suggest how best to remove the pigment.

Dama 2025/10/09(Thu)17:37 No. 1114879 ID: a6401c
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Dama moseys around the naked patrons of the bathhouse. Many greet and wave as he passes through. There ought to be someone who has the latest news.

Ah, Doedi seems to have something interesting to share. He’s the town’s lamplighter. Other than the self-explanatory title, he makes candles and distributes canisters of oil--and is one of the volunteers for fire control when there’s an outbreak.

There are quite a few patrons chattering with him, in fact, and they notice Dama’s approach. The lamplighter is excited to see the master of the house.

Doedi: Well if it isn’t the man himself! ‘Skipping a morning bath?

Dama: Perhaps. I’ll wait closer to evening.

Dama: I hope the water serves you.

Doedi: Toasty and purifying as always.

Doedi: Say! You know what the strangest thing I’ve seen happen last evening?

Dama: I’m sure you’re going to tell me.

Dama 2025/10/09(Thu)17:38 No. 1114880 ID: a6401c
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Doedi: So there I was--high up on a ladder, see? Lighting the street lamp as I usually do--the one overlooking the cemetery with a 30 foot drop, ya know? It’s typically a beautiful view; you can see the sunlight dancin’ on the ruffs of the town square!

Doedi: I must’ve been staring for too long, because my ladder gone tipped over and off the cliff! I managed to grab the lamppost to keep from plunging to my doom! I was holding for dear life over that drop--dangling and yelling for someone to help. But it was just my luck that no one was around!

Dama 2025/10/09(Thu)17:39 No. 1114881 ID: a6401c
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Doedi: Then I felt a presence behind me--a shudder in my muscles as I hang there. As best as I could turn I catch a glimpse of a strange figure alone on the street! The sun was too low and the fella’s back was facin’ the light and the sunbeams were in my eyes anyway. So he was like a shadow standin’ up with them crimson eyes! I couldn’t recognize the fellow but I knew they were lookin’ right at me! Maybe he was a tourist of sorts--but it aint exactly the season for it.

Doedi: But my gut told me they were bad news. I couldn’t put my finger on him. It’s like they knew the accident was to happen, and this feral creature waits for me to fall to my death so that it may feed on my innards. I gripped even harder and I could barely let out a whimper for help! Yet my fingers slowly unfurl.

Dama 2025/10/09(Thu)17:41 No. 1114882 ID: a6401c
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Doedi: Thankfully some of the villagers saw me and brought me down safely.

Doedi: I asked if they saw anyone strange on that road but they never noticed the fella I described. Perhaps when death was on the line my mind was making me see things.

Doedi: I tell ya, maybe it’s an omen of sorts. I knew a guy who knew a guy that had a similar experience as if the psychopomp herself was having a field day. Sights of mysterious visitors that keep just out of reach. Out of your peripheral. And then a catastrophe happens taking a handful of innocent villagers, and the visitors are never seen again! I dunno, maybe someone’s bound to wind up dead soon.

Doedi: Who knows? Maybe it’s a punch of boppycock. Do you believe in premonitions like that, Dama? Anything funky in town where you couldn’t quite explain?

Yeah. All the time.

"I think you're letting your imagination run wild. You can't harm a stranger because you 'had a feeling' about them - not when our economy depends on the tourist industry."

“No”.

Never seen any, so no

it's not unusual for unusual things to happen, but they usually have a rational explanation. not to say the supernatural doesn't exist, but it's best to rule out the natural first

>>1114882
Express gratitude hes ok.
Then...
Well.
Tell hi there was this time you saw a mysterious, bright pink apparition wandering the bath house.
Terrible sight.
Naked and making awful noises.
Cant shake the feeling its still here somewhere.

Then theres the horrific thing that bangs on your door before opening hours demanding entrance.
Horrible beastie of some kind.

See how many of your regular customers you can pretend are nightmarish supernatural terrors Da, before he catches on to the joke.

If it doesnt sink in, tell him you saw something horrible swinging from that lamp over the graveyard last night.
Some kind of banshee, screaming.

Joke and mention you've heard if you pat a pink Chupian on the head you'll have good luck.

You jest though, the only premonitions you believe in are the ones that show it's time to fix up the boiler or radiator.

>>1114882
While you believe that there are strange beings and events out there you're less sure if they can actually perdict the future in any way.

Dama 2025/10/17(Fri)20:54 No. 1115230 ID: a6401c
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>>1114884
>>1114888
>>1114885
Dama: No.

Doedi: Feh! You must think I’m crazy then, do you? “Ol’ Doedi is losing his marbles.” “Doedi fears the halls of the psychopomp where the floors chill his soles.”

Doedi: Maybe you’ll have a little scare at some point and then we’ll see.

Dama: It’s not unusual for unusual things to happen.

Dama: You should be careful with your age. Don’t you have a rod to light the burners?

Doedi: I don’t just light those posts! They always need a lil’ hands-on maintenance. Hell, they may be the only things older than me in this village!

Dama: You should be retired already. Surely there’s someone under your wing.

Doedi: Oh suuure. “Let ol’ Doedi twiddle his thumbs on his sofa looking for purpose in life while those ingrates struggle with a matchbox.” “Let Doedi enjoy a good book before the lights suddenly cut out across the whole damn village!”

Dama: Du-Gar will surely be in a world of darkness with you gone...

Doedi: I’m only 92! I’ve plenty of time.

Dama 2025/10/17(Fri)20:54 No. 1115231 ID: a6401c
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Doedi: Anyway... I got some canisters to fill for the homes. Autumn air is creeping in and folks are stocking up.

He turns, soaked, but immediately reverses himself for one last topic.

Doedi: Oh, and before I forget! There’s another town meeting scheduled tonight at the temple.

Dama: Hrmmghwhat is it this time? Those meetings are feckless and sudden--at such an inopportune hour.

Dama: This could be a notice from the town crier.

Doedi: Sure, sure; these meetings are impromptu but the board is very insistent that we attend. You and your wife ought to come with. It concerns everyone for business in the winter season.

Doedi: They’re saying it’s mandatory. So you best be there!

Dama: I’ll talk to my wife about it, then. She has some friends on the zoning board, after all.

Dama: Good day, Doedi.

Doedi: Keep an eye out for any strange happenings!

Yamelle-Dama 2025/10/17(Fri)20:56 No. 1115233 ID: a6401c
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The day slowly folds over and all patrons are squeaky clean. The employees scrub most of the pools and collect loose furs for the traps.

Morning Phase is complete. Noon Phase begins.

You can do whatever you want now--until after dinner when you reopen. What do Da and Ma do with their time?
There are a multitude of options but not limited to:
• Take care of your children.
→ Play or read a story
• Visit town
→ Shopping
→ Eat somewhere
→ Pray at the Temple
→ Check up on the town residents
→ Talk to your gal pals or boyos
→ → Attend a club
→ Take the whole family somewhere in town
• Do something with your spouse
• Talk business
• Just talk about stuff.
They can do these tasks together or separate. It’s a chupian family simulator, after all!

Da play with the kids.
Ma go do some light shopping. if you see anyone you know on the board ask about the meeting.

>>1115236
Yep.
Da could play. Not gonna be as much tine for it when the new one arrives.
Ma could treat the light shopping as an afternoon out with friends.
Meet up with some pals. Visit an eatery together or just buy something tempting from the bakery and eat it sat on a wall together. Chatting all the way.
A little ma time before the new family member needs it all.

Go shopping
* Buy a purring device, use it to stimulate the fetus' growth
* Buy lots of preserved food, stockpile for the future

Da could relax at home and take care of the child.

Ma could go pray at the temple and then hang out with the gals

Going out to eat can wait, right now it's bedt for Yamelle to go buy more spa supplies while Dama entertains the children.

He could go buy supplies himself, but he needs to use Doedi's vital intel to lure the Psychopomp within sight and kick her ass. She is just a psycho with lots of pomp around her. Her killing speee ends today.

Yamelle 2025/10/29(Wed)11:09 No. 1115743 ID: a6401c
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>Da play with the kids.
>Not gonna be much time for it when the new one arrives.
Da agrees to look after the kids while Ma goes shopping and catches up with some friends. He mentions the meeting later tonight--and she responds the same disbelief that this could be a message from the town crier.

>Buy lots of preserved food, stockpile for the future
>Ma could treat the light shopping as an afternoon out with friends.
Nevertheless, she agrees to come with when the time comes. For now--she has some shopping to do! This is the last chance before she’ll be stuck in the house taking care of child #3.

Ma browses the grocers, says hello to Maltar, and hits the canned foods. She knows what she wants; she’s got the cravings for it. Her basket fills up pretty quickly.

It isn’t long before she ends up at the bakery aisle for some bread (and maybe a couple pastry treats). The bakers warmly greet her.

Aaji: Well look who it is! Big momma coming through!

Yamelle: Heeeeeey girls!

Soie: How’s life at the bathhouse?

Yamelle: Oh you know. There’s always something to do--never a moment of rest.

Aaji: Your hubby better not be leaving you with all the work of raising those kids! My good-for-nothing Jorl finds any excuse to ditch changing my son’s diapers. Or avoid feeding him mashed beets!

Aaji: I had to chase him throughout the house smacking his knuckles with a wooden spoon to get him to contribute something.

Soie: Who’s your littlest one again, Yamelle?

Yamelle: That’ll be Deemus! He’ll be two in a couple months. He seems to respond to ‘Del’. It’s kind of his nickname at the moment.

Yamelle: You wouldn’t mind if I eat one of these cakes now?

Yamelle 2025/10/29(Wed)11:10 No. 1115744 ID: a6401c
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>If you see anyone you know on the board ask about the meeting.
Yamelle: Hey, Soie. munch You wouldn’t happen to hear of a meeting at the temple tonight, would you?

Soie: Huh? Meeting? What’re you talking about?

Aaji jabs an elbow into Soie’s rib.

Aaji: Soie! We’ve talked about this urgent matter!

Soie: We have?

Soie: Oh! We have!

Soie: Yes! Uhm. Something about increasing the... uhm... maximum fence height for backyards by two inches! The uhh... one neighbor is complaining about a lumberjack in the buff.

Yamelle: Well that’s just silly. It sounded like the whole town is invited to this little conflict.

Aaji: But you’re on the zoning board, Yamelle. You must vote on this important matter!

Soie: Right! An extra two inches is preposterous. Very imperative we don’t let this to pass!

Aaji: What’s the purpose of a neighborhood when you shut your neighbors out?

Soie: Yes! This will not stand! What next? A reflecting pool?

Choop-mom finishes her cupcake and wipes the corner of her mouth.

Yamelle: I stepped down from the zoning board six months ago, girls. I don’t need to go.

...

Soie: Oh. Uh... Well...

Aaji: But we could use your insight at the meeting!

Soie: Everyone listens to you, Yamelle! And your husband! You two know what’s best for this town!

Yamelle: Well--I’ll think about it, I guess! I just need to finish my daily tasks first.

What else do the girls talk about?

Preposterous? Just increasing the *max* fence height means nobody else has to up the fences. Just gives the option which gives more freedom so why is this bad?

Are there any new cute couples in town?

Yamelle could start a rumor there's a man with pink fur in town. Could be fun

>>1115744
Ma is sharp.
Good at spotting a hasty ruse as any parent.
But she also knows when to "fall" for it.
Theyre planning something, these two, but its likely something nice.
Let them have the fruit of their efforts.
Tell them with good natured but tired tone ma will do her best to make it.

Best change the subject

>>1115751
Yes.
On both points.

>>1115751
This! And say if somebody wants to go around in the buff, let them! What's two inches possibly gonna do, keep shorter people from peeping over the fence?

Yamelle 2025/10/31(Fri)12:58 No. 1116011 ID: a6401c
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>Ma is sharp. Good at spotting a hasty ruse as any parent
Hmmm, these two may be planning something. No clue what, perhaps something nice. She won’t press them to spill it--if any.

Yamelle: So what’s the big deal? Two extra inches aint gonna change much.

Aaji: It’s the principle of the thing! Soon others will want taller fences and then all homes are in a white-picket box! Terrible look for our village.

Soie: Just terrible!

Aaji: Terrible.

Yamelle: Oh, I don’t think it’ll come to that. But I suppose we ought to get back on that later in the Temple.

>Any new cute couples in town?
Yamelle: Aside from that--have you seen who Kumura’s been hanging with lately? I was wondering why she missed our last reading circle--but I saw her walking with some nice fellow at the rug store.

Soie: Right! She was complaining about how her house wasn’t well-insulated; she must’ve hired a handyman! Scruffy guy. Speaks oddly.

Aaji: Oh--him? He’s one of the boys who lives further down the mountain. Seems kinda unkempt if you ask me.

Yamelle: Don’t be so quick to dismiss the gentleman, girls. Why, Dama was my handyman for a while. It’s probably why he was able to fix the whole bathhouse when we moved in!

Dama 2025/10/31(Fri)12:59 No. 1116012 ID: a6401c
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MEANWHILE!

Sashi: Da. Where’s Moooom?

Dama: I’ve already told you. She’s out shopping and won’t be back for another hour.

Sashi: Can I play in the--deh--play in de pool down the--down the stairs?

Dama: The pool is for adults, sweetie. It’s too deep to swim in.

Sashi: Can I have mungus pordo?

Dama: I don’t know what that is.

Sashi: Yaara has mungus pordo. She--she let’s me play mungus pordo. Can Yaara come play today?

Dama: Not today, dear. You’ll see your friends on the weekend.

Sashi: Can I hab a snack?

Dama: You can have beet sticks, or snow roots.

Sashi: I can hab deh, deh brittle chips?

Dama: No junk. You can have something healthy or nothing until supper.

Sashi: I WANT BRITTLE CHIIIIPS!

Dama: NO. Don’t raise your voice at me.

Sashi: REEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

ah, terrible twos.

just ignore the tantrum. Kid's gotta learn that no means no.

Count to three and give him timeout if he doesn’t obey

Scold child by making them change the diaper if they keep screaming.

you have to earn brittle chips, child. What chore are you going to do for your snack?

>>1116012
Da is a handyman at heart and following a plan to fix a situation just feels... right.
So.
First step.
Ignore tantrum.
If tantrum escalates, walk away after securing safety of toddlers chosen tantrum area.
If toddler follows, continue moving while making a fuss over good child.
If all previous methods fail, throw own tantrum.
Now, that might sound silly, but the sudden non sequitur can throw the toddler.
Exaggerate for comedic effect.
Children have a hard time holding on to the grumpy when they're trying not to smile.

The toddler stuttering makes my heart soar.

Distract Sashi from his tantrum, as well as educate him, by telling him a story of your youth when you tried to demand or eat too many sweets.

Perhaps you can be clever and trick them into thinking you have a new snack. Cut up the beet sticks into little "chips" and put them in a bowl. "Here, about about something new? Da has some beet chips you can try."

Dama 2025/11/08(Sat)22:27 No. 1116611 ID: a6401c
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>Ignore tantrum
>Kid’s gotta learn that no means no
Just... finish changing Del. Let the tantrum run out. She’ll stop. She will.

Sashi: I just wan-nuh deh brittle chips DEDDY!

Sashi: eeeeEEEEH!!

The screaming intensifies. Da focuses on his hands folding cloth. The noise is upsetting Deemus. He doesn’t know what’s going on, and the only instinct is to cry.

Deemus: W-weh. Keh! Eeeeeeh

Dama: Hrmgh, not now please.

Sashi hobbles over to the counter. The cupboard above has the snacks. She’s not allowed to climb up there. Da’s hands are fixed on Del.

Dama: Sashi. NO. Get back here and sit down.

Dama 2025/11/08(Sat)22:28 No. 1116612 ID: a6401c
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>tell [her] a story of your youth when-----
Sashi: I just want brittle chiiiips!

>your youth---
Deemus: Whaaaaaah-eeeeh!!

>your--
Sashi: BRIT! TLE! CHIPS! BRIT! TLE! CHIPS!

>youth...

Yamelle-Dama 2025/11/08(Sat)22:33 No. 1116613 ID: a6401c
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Yamelle: What’s with all the screaming?

The wife reaches the top of the stairs.

Sashi: I wenna snack...

Yamelle: There’s no need for yelling if you can speak it plainly. I can hear you all the way from the middle of town!

>Give [her] a timeout if [she] doesn’t obey
Yamelle: Mommy needs to put the groceries away and make dinner soon. If you have to make a fuss about it, you can do it in your own room.

Yamelle: And that’s final! But if you wanna make it worse, be my guest.

Sashi bawls and runs down the hall to her bed with tiny toddler stomps. Wife sets the bags on the counters to unpack. Husbino gradually finishes changing Deemus’ diaper.

She huffs.

Yamelle: I say; I don’t know how you can put up with that racket, honey. You have more patience than I ever will.

Dama: Errrgh... yeah

Hug the Lady Wife, for she power and grace and patience, and wields magic that is beyond your ken.

>>1116614
Yes. Pay tribute to the sorceress, mistress of motherly magics.

After preventing her daughter from taking some brittle chips, Yamelle should reward herself with sneaking some brittle chips. Can’t help it, it’s the cravings from pregnancy!

How does she do it?
Dama, ask how she makes the kids listen