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EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
[ Sylvain had been coerced in this direction and he'd been here long enough now to learn that if you indulged the staff a little, they mostly left you alone after that. Which is how he'd found himself in line for... wrestling in pudding. Really?
Well. This is still healthier than boxing, he supposes.
When it's his turn to step in and get ready, he spots the dark-haired man who'll apparently be his opponent - partner? - for this and has to laugh at the inquiry. ]
It's probably there to entice even more handholds on your opponent too. Think it gets sticky in the pudding? [ It does look to be all made out of hard candy, after all.
But he's already stripping out of his own shirt, too, discarding it on the bench where it hopefully won't get ruined. He glances over at the man with an impish smirk, wiggling his eyebrows. ]
I don't mind either way. I suppose we should just be thankful they haven't left us donuts as our only costume option. Seems like something they'd do.
[ Sticky? It would absolutely get sticky, heavy and weighted in all the wrong places; there's a wrinkle of his nose, looking down at the top in his hands, and then over at his partner, who's already stripping out of his shirt.
With a considering hum, he decides they may as well play along: he jerks his arm out, passing the candied bikini top to his partner with a wide, amused grin. Definitely the sort of thing that'll look great on a broad chest like his. ]
This one matches your eyes. You get to wear the top, I'll wear the bottom.
[ ...which is to say, he's really hoping for something better than a bikini bottom in this pile, bending slightly to dig around and pull out something that appears to be a short skirt made out of hard candy and licorice; this is definitely not going to cover anything at all.
With a playful groan, he submits to his fate, tossing the skirt over his shoulder as he starts to peel out of his pants and underwear. He's used to this sort of thing, at least: they all used to get changed together back in his training days. ]
So what's your name, man? Figure we can at least be a little friendly before the match, yeah?
I don’t think that’s how these outfits are supposed to work.
[ His tone is dry as Zack hands over the bikini top and he picks it up to eye it skeptically. Yeah, there’s no way that’s gonna fit him. Instead… he drapes it around the man’s shoulder like a sash - the opposite one the skirt is currently draped over. ]
And it would be such a shame to break up a matched set. I definitely think it would look better on you.
[ Glibly, he starts stripping out of his own pants, setting them aside and out of the way where they’d hopefully be safe from the worst of the mess. ]
[ There's a playful deflating of his shoulders, but he takes it in stride; one hand reaches up so that his weird candy skirt monstrosity doesn't get caught up in the top, though gratefully, Sylvain drapes it around his other shoulder. It's sort of funny like this, almost like half a pauldron, and he gives his arm a playful flex. It doesn't move at least.
Still, good-natured about it all, he nods along as though accepting his fate, instead shaking the little skirt out so that he find the opening of it and bring one leg down through it, and then the next. As predicted, it doesn't really leave anything to the imagination, but whatever, he's dressed now.
Immediately, he turns on Sylvain with a bright grin: he sure as hell isn't about to be the only one going into the ring dressed in weird candy. ]
I'm Zack. Zack Fair! It's nice to meet you, Sylvain, and hey, no hard feelings if you lose, yeah? We'll blame it on your costume.
[ Sylvain’s still grinning unrepentantly as he gives the man a playful clap to the shoulder. But, being a good sport about this, he goes diffing through the candy costumes and comes up with something that looks like a skirt or a loincloth made out of draping licorice and something else he has no idea of the name of. Certainly not something they had back in Fodlan, anyway, but that’s pretty typical here. He holds it up with a skeptical look before wrapping it around his hips with a long-suffering sigh. ]
I really hope this comes off again when we’re done.
At least this means you won’t be as distracted by my lack of a costume and lose by default. [ He adds teasingly, giving the man a wink as he inclines his head towards the wrestling ring. Pool? Whatever. ]
[ Oh, hey, Sylvain makes a good point, something he didn't really consider--how the hell are they gonna get all this stuff off, after the fact? Part of him is hoping it'll all break into pieces once they hit the pudding pool, but at that point, it might be more dangerous to be slopping around with bits of candy and licorice and sour worms flopping around with them.
The response, however, gets a broad grin--both of his brows lift up, leaning forward slightly as though he has to really look Sylvain over to come to terms with it. ]
You know, you might be onto something. Don't let me see anything through your little licorice skirt there. [ Yeah, he doesn't have eloquent words for that kind of clothing, so skirt it becomes. ] If I fall for you, what am I gonna do?
[ Still, he takes a few steps forward; the staff encourage them into their own pool, a wide open thing filled with pudding that is a strange pink color; it matches, in a way, with Sylvain's bright hair. Immediately he regrets getting in: the pudding is pretty cold, squelching around beneath his feet, and he can't help but laugh. ]
Okay, but this is kinda terrible. Come on in, the pudding's great.
[ Maybe they’ll make them eat it off each other after this. Seems like something this place would get a kick out of… ]
If you fall for me, I’m definitely winning. Maybe I shoulda stayed naked after all…
[ Laughing, he turns to follow Zack into the pool, making a face as he steps into the pudding, as well. ]
Oh, that’s just gross.
[ And slippery, because he wobbles a little, hand instinctively grabbing onto Zack’s arm for balance a moment later. Apparently this is how wrestling in pudding gets started? ]
[ It's said in a tease, grinning--still, he holds his arm stiff, allowing Sylvain the chance to acclimate himself to both the temperature of the pudding and the consistency. ]
You know, when it's like this, it looks more like yogurt than anything else...
[ His shoulders lift with a silent, helpless sort of laugh; he gives his arm a playful shake, where Sylvain is still attached. ]
Want me to carry you further in? I don't mind. [ Is he trying to innocently concoct a scenario where he gets to literally throw Sylvain right down into the pudding? Maybe. At least he sounds like a gentleman. ]
[ There’s goodnatured laughter in Sylvain’s voice as he catches his balance once more, but at that laughing offer, the redhead just gives him a smirk. ]
Nah, I don’t think that will be necessary. I think I can handle it.
[ And, letting go of Zack’s arm long enough to shift his footing slightly, he lunges for the man’s waist with the intent of toppling him back into the pudding.
All those grappling sessions with Dedue and Raphael and the Professor had to count for something, right? ]
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PUDDING RING
Well. This is still healthier than boxing, he supposes.
When it's his turn to step in and get ready, he spots the dark-haired man who'll apparently be his opponent - partner? - for this and has to laugh at the inquiry. ]
It's probably there to entice even more handholds on your opponent too. Think it gets sticky in the pudding? [ It does look to be all made out of hard candy, after all.
But he's already stripping out of his own shirt, too, discarding it on the bench where it hopefully won't get ruined. He glances over at the man with an impish smirk, wiggling his eyebrows. ]
I don't mind either way. I suppose we should just be thankful they haven't left us donuts as our only costume option. Seems like something they'd do.
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[ Sticky? It would absolutely get sticky, heavy and weighted in all the wrong places; there's a wrinkle of his nose, looking down at the top in his hands, and then over at his partner, who's already stripping out of his shirt.
With a considering hum, he decides they may as well play along: he jerks his arm out, passing the candied bikini top to his partner with a wide, amused grin. Definitely the sort of thing that'll look great on a broad chest like his. ]
This one matches your eyes. You get to wear the top, I'll wear the bottom.
[ ...which is to say, he's really hoping for something better than a bikini bottom in this pile, bending slightly to dig around and pull out something that appears to be a short skirt made out of hard candy and licorice; this is definitely not going to cover anything at all.
With a playful groan, he submits to his fate, tossing the skirt over his shoulder as he starts to peel out of his pants and underwear. He's used to this sort of thing, at least: they all used to get changed together back in his training days. ]
So what's your name, man? Figure we can at least be a little friendly before the match, yeah?
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[ His tone is dry as Zack hands over the bikini top and he picks it up to eye it skeptically. Yeah, there’s no way that’s gonna fit him. Instead… he drapes it around the man’s shoulder like a sash - the opposite one the skirt is currently draped over. ]
And it would be such a shame to break up a matched set. I definitely think it would look better on you.
[ Glibly, he starts stripping out of his own pants, setting them aside and out of the way where they’d hopefully be safe from the worst of the mess. ]
And a good plan. I’m Sylvain. You are…?
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[ There's a playful deflating of his shoulders, but he takes it in stride; one hand reaches up so that his weird candy skirt monstrosity doesn't get caught up in the top, though gratefully, Sylvain drapes it around his other shoulder. It's sort of funny like this, almost like half a pauldron, and he gives his arm a playful flex. It doesn't move at least.
Still, good-natured about it all, he nods along as though accepting his fate, instead shaking the little skirt out so that he find the opening of it and bring one leg down through it, and then the next. As predicted, it doesn't really leave anything to the imagination, but whatever, he's dressed now.
Immediately, he turns on Sylvain with a bright grin: he sure as hell isn't about to be the only one going into the ring dressed in weird candy. ]
I'm Zack. Zack Fair! It's nice to meet you, Sylvain, and hey, no hard feelings if you lose, yeah? We'll blame it on your costume.
[ His grin widens a little, amused. ]
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[ Sylvain’s still grinning unrepentantly as he gives the man a playful clap to the shoulder. But, being a good sport about this, he goes diffing through the candy costumes and comes up with something that looks like a skirt or a loincloth made out of draping licorice and something else he has no idea of the name of. Certainly not something they had back in Fodlan, anyway, but that’s pretty typical here. He holds it up with a skeptical look before wrapping it around his hips with a long-suffering sigh. ]
I really hope this comes off again when we’re done.
At least this means you won’t be as distracted by my lack of a costume and lose by default. [ He adds teasingly, giving the man a wink as he inclines his head towards the wrestling ring. Pool? Whatever. ]
Shall we give it a go?
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The response, however, gets a broad grin--both of his brows lift up, leaning forward slightly as though he has to really look Sylvain over to come to terms with it. ]
You know, you might be onto something. Don't let me see anything through your little licorice skirt there. [ Yeah, he doesn't have eloquent words for that kind of clothing, so skirt it becomes. ] If I fall for you, what am I gonna do?
[ Still, he takes a few steps forward; the staff encourage them into their own pool, a wide open thing filled with pudding that is a strange pink color; it matches, in a way, with Sylvain's bright hair. Immediately he regrets getting in: the pudding is pretty cold, squelching around beneath his feet, and he can't help but laugh. ]
Okay, but this is kinda terrible. Come on in, the pudding's great.
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If you fall for me, I’m definitely winning. Maybe I shoulda stayed naked after all…
[ Laughing, he turns to follow Zack into the pool, making a face as he steps into the pudding, as well. ]
Oh, that’s just gross.
[ And slippery, because he wobbles a little, hand instinctively grabbing onto Zack’s arm for balance a moment later. Apparently this is how wrestling in pudding gets started? ]
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[ It's said in a tease, grinning--still, he holds his arm stiff, allowing Sylvain the chance to acclimate himself to both the temperature of the pudding and the consistency. ]
You know, when it's like this, it looks more like yogurt than anything else...
[ His shoulders lift with a silent, helpless sort of laugh; he gives his arm a playful shake, where Sylvain is still attached. ]
Want me to carry you further in? I don't mind. [ Is he trying to innocently concoct a scenario where he gets to literally throw Sylvain right down into the pudding? Maybe. At least he sounds like a gentleman. ]
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[ There’s goodnatured laughter in Sylvain’s voice as he catches his balance once more, but at that laughing offer, the redhead just gives him a smirk. ]
Nah, I don’t think that will be necessary. I think I can handle it.
[ And, letting go of Zack’s arm long enough to shift his footing slightly, he lunges for the man’s waist with the intent of toppling him back into the pudding.
All those grappling sessions with Dedue and Raphael and the Professor had to count for something, right? ]