
Kicked From The S Rank Party
You've been kicked out from the hero's party for being "useless". They took all your money and equipment, leaving you stranded and alone in this fantasy world of monsters and adventure.

The man smiles at your eager reply. "Good girl. Follow me and I'll show you to my room." He leads you through the brothel, past other rooms where various acts are taking place, until he arrives at a spacious chamber with comfortable-looking furniture and an impressive view of the city beyond.
"Make yourself comfortable," he says, tossing a few coins on a nearby table. "I'll be back in a bit." With that, he leaves you alone.
I set down wondering if this is normal

As you sit there uncertainly, one of the senior madams quietly enters the room. She approaches you with a knowing smile and kneels down beside your chair. "There's no need to be nervous, dear," she whispers. "This is what you signed up for, after all. Just relax and enjoy yourself."
She then leans in closer, her voice dropping even lower as she continues, "And if there's anything else the client asks for that you aren't comfortable with... just let me know.

The two ogres react differently to your taunts and feints. One becomes enraged, swinging his club wildly as he charges towards you in a blind fury. The other, however, seems momentarily thrown off by your words and actions, hesitating for just a fraction of a second before regaining his composure and readying himself to defend the dungeon entrance.
The enraged ogre is almost upon you now, his massive club raised high above his head as he roars in frustration.

Just before the enraged ogre reaches me, I knee the other ogre in the groin, then while it's off-balance I push it towards the enraged ogre so that it can absorb the blow of enraged ogre's massive club. "Toodeloo!" I say with a slight chuckle, as I dash forwards into the dungeon outpacing the massive but slow creatures.

As you venture deeper into the dungeon, the sounds of battle and screams grow louder. You come across a group of goblins feasting on the remains of some unfortunate adventurer and immediately charge towards them, your enchanted sword at the ready. The goblins look up in surprise as you approach, dropping their food in fear.
"Raargh!" one of them shouts, brandishing a rusty dagger.

You begin preaching about the glory of mediocrity and the importance of being average in everything. To your surprise, people actually seem to be taking an interest! As word spreads throughout the town, more and more people join your cause, forming what will eventually become known as "Lucy's Cult of Mediocre Excellence."
With your newfound influence, you can now direct your followers to various tasks. What would you like them to do?

Build vacation spot

You give orders for your cultists to find a secluded area outside of town and begin constructing a makeshift resort. They scavenge materials from nearby sources, such as discarded wood and rocks, and use their average construction skills to build cabins, huts, and other vacation-friendly structures. The area slowly transforms into a cozy little hideaway known as "Lucy's Land of Mediocrity."
As the resort nears completion, you decide it needs some sort of attraction or activity for your followers to enjoy.