【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to unprecedented high demand we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding.
As a special wedding gift from us, we have arranged for you and your new spouse to stay in one of our junior penthouses while you wait. Congratulations on your new marriage. We are so pleased you have chosen our resort for your honeymoon.
You will be notified as soon as your official reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We hope you enjoy the provided amenities and lose yourself in marital bliss. 】
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. 💕
(Waking up to extravagance isn't anything new for Haru Okumura, but doing so in a place she doesn't recognise is something else. At first things had felt comfortable as the young woman stirred from her sleep, snug and warm even if the quilt had been on the heavy side. It's the strange beeping noise that finally wakes Haru up, the sound completely different from anything she has set up on her own devices.
It doesn't take long to notice things aren't right as she sits up, nothing that her attire is not only hers but way too much for sleeping in a hotel. Her gaze shifts from the expensive wedding dress, automatically drawn to her fingers to check and sure enough there's an ornate wedding ring on her finger. The realisation is daunting. What? How? Another reality? There's no memory of even going to a hotel let alone getting married and there's that small piece of her that already hates it; she's already dodged one horrible, arranged marriage and now somehow this? Haru glances over to the person in bed with her, taking a deep breath before quietly clearing her throat and gently shaking their shoulder to wake them up.)
Um. Excuse me, is this your room?
arrival, evens, escape
(Quickly Haru is up and out of bed, thankful that the wedding dress is modest enough and that there's little need to be overly concerned by such things. The room itself is luxurious, spacious and expensive. The watch at her wrist gets another look as Haru pays more attention to it than her current(??) spouse. There's information but a lot of it and she can't deny that right now things are feeling a bit urgent. Where were the others? Were they okay or caught up in this reality too? Despite the frantic thoughts Haru seemingly floats around the room, a scene of elegance in her wedding dress as she looks at the finger foods offered, the chocolate cream eclairs shaped into dubious imagery even she can't ignore.
Just what kind of gaudy love hotel was this? The room is gorgeous and extravagant but the atmosphere is undeniable. The pile of presents gets a dubious look, Haru knowing that if the cakes are awful then the gifts must follow suit. They can remain unopened if she has anything to say about it.)
So we've both woken up here in this place. You don't remember getting here either? (Haru sighs quietly before clenching her fists, chin tilting in determination.) So be it. We'll find out own way out. Are you with me?
elevator; john & trio
(Haru has been exploring, looking for any sign of the rest of her group. So engrossed in her task she doesn't pay much heed to the elevator or it's paintings, that is until the elevator comes to a jarring stop. A hand goes out to steady herself and when a voice reaches her ears she can't help but wonder what she's gotten herself into.)
Judgemental John (The fact the painting is talking (and not a video) is enough of a shock, but to hear what he talks about is something else as John makes his demands. Punishment? Confessing? She's all about dealing with those who trample on virtue, an expert at stealing hearts one could say, but the insinuations from the painting are clear as day and she huffs, ignoring her cheeks that are starting to turn pink.)
We will do no such thing and we will not be ordered around by a painting. (Well, it sounds determined and she looks at the other person with her.) ...Right?
Teasing Trio (Instead of a judgemental confession gatherer it's a teasing trio and Haru tilts her head, somewhat confused and impressed at the same time by the fact the painting talks with no sign of digital interference.
Cute things? What kind of cute things? She looks to the other person in the elevator.)
I didn't bring anything cute with me, do you have anything?
chocolates
(Somehow Haru manages to get her hands on a box of truffles, having slowly but surely squeezed her way to the front of the crowd. Normally she'd wait her turn patiently, or have it delivered later on, but the way the crowd had reacted meant it had to be something important, surely. Maybe a clue about this place and the way home? Imagine her surprise when it's a box of chocolates and she shuffles to one side, apologising profusely to anyone she's inconveniencing as she does so.
Well. Okay. Sometimes things went viral. But such a ruckus over chocolates? Haru inspects the box, unable to see anything that would make it stand out against the rest and she looks over to a nearby person.)
Oh, did you not get any? Here, you can have some of mine if you'd like.
alice & parrots
(Haru finds her way to Alice and the parrots, admiring the clothes that she can see so far. They all seem well made and tailored to certain types of people, and even if they aren't her style she can still appreciate the work that has gone in to them. She's not sure about the virgin killer sweater, but she has no doubt someone somewhere will love it, even if Haru would never.
Which is why she's confused to find herself pulled in to the more erotic attire, completely compelled to try at least one on. Most people would go for a sexy French maid, or a sultry nurse, yet Haru goes against the grain and leaves the dressing room in a fireman's outfit, complete with large axe that she's wielding with alarming proficiency for someone of her stature.
Haru knows she should be concerned but the compulsion is still strong and she points at the nearest person, pose heroic as she makes her declaration.)
I'll save you from the fires of your desire!
wildcard & ooc ( Happy to thread any prompt, send a PM or ask here and I am happy to write a top level. Haru's kinklist is here.)
[He's lingering around the more erotic costumes, seeing if he can bring one back to his room, or just have some fun with some of the newcomers. The costumes seem to be having an effect, which is... notable. It's not just the food, or flowers, or... well. Anyway. Anything can affect them.
He spots a flash of red and creeps closer, only to see someone he recognizes. With an axe.
Akechi holds his hands up defensively, trying to play into his more charming side.] Ah, Okumura, there's no need... I'll leave you to save someone more in line with your type, haha.
[In other words: He wants to sneak away before Haru thinks of anything else to do with that axe.]
(Haru has been looking for some time to see who from her own world is here, but out of them all the one she hadn't expected (or looked for) was Goro Akechi. So seeing him right now is enough to give her pause as she quickly contemplates her next actions. It's complicated, but not enough that Haru will let someone from her own world leave so quickly.
Or wriggle of the hook.)
Hold it right there! Being rescued doesn't need a type, so stay right where you are!
(And with that she's already marching on over, determined to save Akechi from a mysterious nothing conjured by the clothing, the axe still held firmly at her side.)
[In all honesty, he was hoping nobody would show up. The rest of the Thieves will only find a way to enable Akira's nonsense and make things more difficult for him, somehow.
And Haru... well. The best he can give her in their world is a polite and awkward distance. Here it's even more uneasy.]
You... really don't have to. I'm in no danger.
[He tries to back away, slowly. This is sure to end poorly, somehow, when she comes to her senses. He wants nothing to do with it.]
( Haru is oblivious to the fact that turning up puts a pin in some of Akechi's plans, wholly intent on the daring rescue that's so blatant in front of her right now. Akechi even seems nervous, backing away as if trying to get away from something and Haru closes the distance, only pausing a few steps away.
It's for the best that the costume did not come with a fireman's hose, best for everyone.
Akechi will know the determined expression on Haru's face, a mix of stubbornness and determination usually reserved for the depths of Mementos and its inhabitants. )
That! Is exactly what someone who is in danger would say!
[Honestly, he was doing pretty well with not having anyone here who had reason to hate him. Akira, the bleeding heart, could never hate him. But Haru has plenty of reason to.
[Well, this might as well happen. Kotone wouldn't say she's used to the paintings in the elevators -- even after a month here, there are still some things that can surprise her! -- but it doesn't show on her face at all as she just blinks at the portraits, then blinks at the girl who's currently sharing the elevator with her.
Besides, both her Courage and Charm are at max, so after just a moment's consideration, her lips curve into a playful smile as she reaches out, clearly offering her hand for the other girl to hold.]
Are you saying I'm not cute enough to count? 'Cause I think you might be!
(The portrait is still getting a perplexed look, but somehow the trio aren't coming across as offensive just yet. They're just a little pushy and the look Haru gives when she turns to her elevator-mate is almost apologetic on their behalf.
And goodness, that is a lot of courage and charm, who in their right mind could ever resist? Not Haru, or she simply chooses not to, staring at Kotone in silence for a moment before giving a small laugh at the compliment.)
Why thank you, though they could also be talking about you. I think they believe we both are. (Haru takes the offered hand with a smile.) And if not we can always pull the painting down from the wall.
(That sweet smile doesn't even waver for a second....)
[The paintings titter with amusement! Oh, aren't they darling!! Except wait, what was that last part?
Kotone just giggles and grins even more widely, if it's possible. A threat and a sweet smile all in one? What's not to like! Yukari and Mitsuru always looked so serious when threatening someone, so it's a nice change of pace.]
We're too cute to be trapped in an elevator, huh? [She turns on her heel to gaze up at the painting, swinging their joined hands lightly as if they're a couple going for a leisurely walk in the park.] So can you let us both out, please?
( Handholding is absolutely a-okay in this regard and Haru goes with it, swinging hands with Kotone and a smile on her face. This had to be cute, there's no way the paintings could resist and the trio seemingly huddle up for a hushed conference on met or missed criteria.
Should they refuse, Haru is already making peace with the face she may have to try her Persona again. This place feels like a palace with how surreal it all is, it's worth a try....
The trio seem borderline hesitant and Haru racks her brain. What was that word some at school used? It wasn't quite moo, but something similar that it had garnered some attention to the poor hapless guy at the time from his friends....Nope, Haru can't think of it and instead settles for giving her best smile, the kind that would sparkle had they been stuck in an anime instead. )
How could we not be cute enough? I like to think these three have impeccable taste, it would be sad to think otherwise.
[ Vi doesn't remember much after the rain, after the fight, after the council. She doesn't remember falling asleep, even, which is concerning in as much as she's capable of thinking much of anything, bleary and lost deep in the kind of sleep that comes from being in a bed softer and richer than she's ever experienced before. Save the one time. She could get used to a sleep like this, she thinks, a sleep that actually makes her feel rested.
Until, of course, a lifetime of survival instincts and struggle leaps to the fore and brings her sharply into wakefulness. At the beeping noise, and the voice, soft and sweet and for a moment, surrounded by heavy blankets and warmth, she lets out a brief - ] Cupcake?
[ Because she realizes that's wrong, for all the reasons that that's wrong. The voice is wrong, the place is wrong - curtained and decadent - and there's simply no way. Oil and water. Thoughts lance through her mind like cold water and she sits up, blinking, dressed in a rumpled and half-buttoned tuxedo as she stares around. First at the room, and the curtain, and then the girl. A girl confused and cute and deeply unfamiliar. ]
What? [ She lets her thoughts catch up. Her room? No. She'd never live in a place like this. She shakes her head quickly. ] No, no I - sorry, what? Where are we?
( Haru blinks at that name, watching as the other person wakes up suddenly. She can see how jarring it is for them having felt (and still feeling) similar emotions herself. There had been no warning about this place and now it seems that someone or something has gotten the jump on them, not to mention dressing them up and putting them to bed.
The thought that someone had undressed her and put different clothing on is enough to have Haru's blood run cold. From the looks of things her bedmate has suffered similar with a tussled up tuxedo. )
I'm sorry I didn't mean to alarm you. ( Understatement of the century, Haru somewhat apologetic in tone and expression ). You don't know this place either?
[ It takes Vi a moment to really draw in her thoughts. Okay. Big fancy bed, but not one she recognizes. Admittedly very cute girl sitting next to her in a very fancy dress, to go along with the surroundings. Looking confused. Concerned.
Vi puts a hand to her head. She idly realizes there's the press of cool metal against her forehead. A ring? When did she put on a ring? ]
No, no, you're - good, I think. [ Not the other girl's fault that she feels like her head is spinning a little, and she doesn't like it one bit. But she's not going to blame her and her fluffy hair. ] I've never seen this place in my life.
[ She glances down, tugs at her collar a little. ] Or worn a suit like this, for that matter.
[Haru can't help it, both of them are wearing clothing that could be considered expensive. That, along with this room, means whoever they are dealing with has a lot of clout on their side. Not that it would be a problem for an Okumura, but it could be a challenge...
There's a moment of silence as Haru starts to regain her own bearings, taking a deep breath as she looks around the room again. Someone has gone through a lot of trouble here, and the idea of being married to someone she doesn't know and not remembering it is concerning, but not the biggest one. Not yet. ]
Then there's only one thing we need to do; find whoever is responsible and - [Make them repent, would sound great but Haru catches herself and amends her words quickly. ] - and get some answers. Are you okay? Do you feel up to that?
[An internal debate of whether eating chocolates for breakfast is a good idea or no is slowly being settled. With chocolates slowly winning over. They look delicious and Yusuke has little to no reason to go out and get some.
Except there's just way too many people pushing and throwing fists around just to take a single truffle. That makes it so less appetizing. A reason why he's standing outside of the shop and watching everything go down.
Until a very well-known face pops up!]
Oh! No, no- I'm fine. [He's not.] Haru, I didn't expect to run into you here. Then again... neither of us should be here.
( Haru is so relieved to see a similar face she can't help the single syllable word that announces it so. She'd been so caught up in looking for the other Phantom Thieves and there's an irony she can recognise in the fact that the one time she isn't looking she just about walks into one.
The comment about being fine has Haru's brows drawing together a little. She knows that phrase very well, it's one she's been using herself and it means anything but fine. The box of chocolates remains held out. )
Please, I insist. They always taste better shared and I don't think I could eat a whole box by myself. ( Spoilers: she could. ) Have you been here long?
[There is a proverb about finding something when you are not looking for it, but he wouldn't be able to recall it right now. He's selfishly happy to run into Haru here to focus on anyone or anything else at the moment.
And it's true, it's a phrase a lot of them had used before when they didn't mean it, and they know each other enough to recognize it. He is grateful that it is not called out openly, thankful that Haru has a lot of tact. With a small sigh, he accepts the offered chocolate and nods with a small smile.]
Thank you. [He shakes his head,] No, not at all. Perhaps a day or two. The time here is a bit disorienting, as we don't leave the hotel. When did you arrive? Have you had any troubles so far?
[Haru bows her head and gives a small huff of laughter; a compliment swiftly followed by the crushing of hopes. One day things will be easy but it seems today is not that day and she gives the other young woman a grateful look for the honesty. ]
Thank you. I was hoping it would be what they were talking about. Besides, it's not a good look to be locking people in elevators and making demands.
[Haru pauses and looks around for any potential escape routes, seeing nothing. Seems she's stuck with this person she doesn't know yet seems familiar-ish. ] Any ideas?
[She's definitely older in those posters on the subway and in any of the media Haru might have seen, also not made-up for TV, also she's wearing a weirdly long coat that's fully buttoned because underneath is some embarrassing lingerie and she's trying to not look like a stripper. So it's hardly unreasonable that Haru wouldn't recognize her.
The look Rise gives Haru is a little more sympathetic.] That's for sure. It's creepy!
[A breath.] I've got ideas for sure, but they're, uh...
[Awkward? How do you broach them with a stranger?] --hey, painting ladies! You said you wanted some flirting, so how's this?
[Just gonna take the other girl's hand. How forward!]
[It's not unusual to find Akira browsing stores here. Many of the pieces here are out of his budget - he doesn't play an overabundance of Game 52, after all, and the casino payouts can only carry someone so far even if their luck has been decent. But it's nice to window-shop anyway, keeping an eye out for discounts that he might save up for if he really feels so inclined.
He's gotten accustomed to the norm here and the ways of this place, and that's why he doesn't expect a voice of the past cutting through that with precision.
Akira whirls around, and she's there. He expects the fireman outfit a little bit less, but it's still less of a surprise than seeing her.]
...Haru? What are you doing here?
[Something unwinds in him that's been tense since he got here, expressions flitting across his face - shock and curiosity mainly, but settling into something that feels like wonder. She's actually here.]
Fires of desire, huh... [He can't help but smile a little. It's a great line.] Do I count in that, too?
[Of all of them, Haru can't deny she's most relieved to see Akira and the emotion is impossible to hide from her expression. Finally, things had started to get a bit daunting in this place that felt so much like a palace but followed none of the rules of one. It's enough that even the costume seems to relinquish the acting out grip as Haru gives a small smile. ]
I'm so relieved. I woke up here not that long ago and knew I'd find someone if I kept looking.
[Haru takes a step forwards before catching the question and just like that she's back to being heroic, the axe being swung (expertly) a few times for good measure. ]
[WWhat Haru says is not bad in the slightest, but it still twists strangely in his gut.
What... has Akira been doing here?
He's been so focused on... on getting out. On keeping up with Akechi even if Akira himself doesn't care about making this into a competition. He's been reckless with hinting at and teasing information that should be kept a better secret; it isn't like he didn't do that back in Tokyo either, but it's different doing that here, where he only has one other person he trusts deeply.
He's... been acting like Joker, but without the pillar of the Phantom Thieves at his back. What would they do if they'd seen his texts? Even though they're the people he cares about most in the world, that he can let down almost all his masks with, would they... would Haru think of him differently, if she knew he'd been sleeping with people?
The somber thought is knocked out of him by the swings of Haru's axe, and the words that accompany it. Steadily, red climbs over his cheeks.]
...I guess I have to, don't I? Everybody has some desires. It's pretty normal.
[His eyes trace her, because that swing of emotion was... a little sudden. Akira can't say she's acting... wrong, necessarily, but something feels like it might be a little off?]
[ God, that's a big axe. It's the first thing that catches Shoko's eye as she lingers outside the dressing rooms in her own "sexy" costume, glancing up from her watch that she's been playing with. That's a pretty cute pickup line, one that makes her chuckle lightly, and the axe...
She can appreciate the aesthetic, okay. ]
Mm, are you sure you're not the one burning up instead? Maybe I should take your temperature.
[Oooh boy, he hates these paintings so much. They creep him out to an almost unbearable degree, though having one yell at him to profess his sins is... new.
The last painting did not talk. In fact, up until now, none of them have talked.]
... I mean... I don't really care for telling a painting or a stranger about my sins?
[Of like, there are many. And Mister John himself seems to know it, judging by the very harsh stare down he's giving Kazuya.
He just wanted to get to the next floor, man. If it's gonna be like this every time, maybe he'll just start taking the stairs. Or just teleporting, if he's feeling particularly lazy.]
But honestly, if you want to say something mild to get it over with, I'll play. I know I've got worse.
[She looks way too polite and mild-mannered to have any sort of terrible sin, and, well. He's sort of sin incarnate now.]
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peacockstop2024-02-10 11:29 am
haru okumura, persona 5 royal
(Waking up to extravagance isn't anything new for Haru Okumura, but doing so in a place she doesn't recognise is something else. At first things had felt comfortable as the young woman stirred from her sleep, snug and warm even if the quilt had been on the heavy side. It's the strange beeping noise that finally wakes Haru up, the sound completely different from anything she has set up on her own devices.
It doesn't take long to notice things aren't right as she sits up, nothing that her attire is not only hers but way too much for sleeping in a hotel. Her gaze shifts from the expensive wedding dress, automatically drawn to her fingers to check and sure enough there's an ornate wedding ring on her finger. The realisation is daunting. What? How? Another reality? There's no memory of even going to a hotel let alone getting married and there's that small piece of her that already hates it; she's already dodged one horrible, arranged marriage and now somehow this? Haru glances over to the person in bed with her, taking a deep breath before quietly clearing her throat and gently shaking their shoulder to wake them up.)
Um. Excuse me, is this your room?
arrival, evens, escape
(Quickly Haru is up and out of bed, thankful that the wedding dress is modest enough and that there's little need to be overly concerned by such things. The room itself is luxurious, spacious and expensive. The watch at her wrist gets another look as Haru pays more attention to it than her current(??) spouse. There's information but a lot of it and she can't deny that right now things are feeling a bit urgent. Where were the others? Were they okay or caught up in this reality too? Despite the frantic thoughts Haru seemingly floats around the room, a scene of elegance in her wedding dress as she looks at the finger foods offered, the chocolate cream eclairs shaped into dubious imagery even she can't ignore.
Just what kind of gaudy love hotel was this? The room is gorgeous and extravagant but the atmosphere is undeniable. The pile of presents gets a dubious look, Haru knowing that if the cakes are awful then the gifts must follow suit. They can remain unopened if she has anything to say about it.)
So we've both woken up here in this place. You don't remember getting here either? (Haru sighs quietly before clenching her fists, chin tilting in determination.) So be it. We'll find out own way out. Are you with me?
elevator; john & trio
(Haru has been exploring, looking for any sign of the rest of her group. So engrossed in her task she doesn't pay much heed to the elevator or it's paintings, that is until the elevator comes to a jarring stop. A hand goes out to steady herself and when a voice reaches her ears she can't help but wonder what she's gotten herself into.)
chocolates
(Somehow Haru manages to get her hands on a box of truffles, having slowly but surely squeezed her way to the front of the crowd. Normally she'd wait her turn patiently, or have it delivered later on, but the way the crowd had reacted meant it had to be something important, surely. Maybe a clue about this place and the way home? Imagine her surprise when it's a box of chocolates and she shuffles to one side, apologising profusely to anyone she's inconveniencing as she does so.
Well. Okay. Sometimes things went viral. But such a ruckus over chocolates? Haru inspects the box, unable to see anything that would make it stand out against the rest and she looks over to a nearby person.)
Oh, did you not get any? Here, you can have some of mine if you'd like.
alice & parrots
(Haru finds her way to Alice and the parrots, admiring the clothes that she can see so far. They all seem well made and tailored to certain types of people, and even if they aren't her style she can still appreciate the work that has gone in to them. She's not sure about the virgin killer sweater, but she has no doubt someone somewhere will love it, even if Haru would never.
Which is why she's confused to find herself pulled in to the more erotic attire, completely compelled to try at least one on. Most people would go for a sexy French maid, or a sultry nurse, yet Haru goes against the grain and leaves the dressing room in a fireman's outfit, complete with large axe that she's wielding with alarming proficiency for someone of her stature.
Haru knows she should be concerned but the compulsion is still strong and she points at the nearest person, pose heroic as she makes her declaration.)
I'll save you from the fires of your desire!
wildcard & ooc
( Happy to thread any prompt, send a PM or ask here and I am happy to write a top level. Haru's kinklist is here.)
alice & parrots
He spots a flash of red and creeps closer, only to see someone he recognizes. With an axe.
Akechi holds his hands up defensively, trying to play into his more charming side.] Ah, Okumura, there's no need... I'll leave you to save someone more in line with your type, haha.
[In other words: He wants to sneak away before Haru thinks of anything else to do with that axe.]
rip akechi
Or wriggle of the hook.)
Hold it right there! Being rescued doesn't need a type, so stay right where you are!
(And with that she's already marching on over, determined to save Akechi from a mysterious nothing conjured by the clothing, the axe still held firmly at her side.)
he deserves it
And Haru... well. The best he can give her in their world is a polite and awkward distance. Here it's even more uneasy.]
You... really don't have to. I'm in no danger.
[He tries to back away, slowly. This is sure to end poorly, somehow, when she comes to her senses. He wants nothing to do with it.]
maybe a little, for running
It's for the best that the costume did not come with a fireman's hose, best for everyone.
Akechi will know the determined expression on Haru's face, a mix of stubbornness and determination usually reserved for the depths of Mementos and its inhabitants. )
That! Is exactly what someone who is in danger would say!
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His eyes flicker over her, but he stands still.]
And how do you intend to help me?
haru!!!!!! also teasing trio
Besides, both her Courage and Charm are at max, so after just a moment's consideration, her lips curve into a playful smile as she reaches out, clearly offering her hand for the other girl to hold.]
Are you saying I'm not cute enough to count? 'Cause I think you might be!
[Corny....]
aaaah kotone! ♥ ♥ ♥
And goodness, that is a lot of courage and charm, who in their right mind could ever resist? Not Haru, or she simply chooses not to, staring at Kotone in silence for a moment before giving a small laugh at the compliment.)
Why thank you, though they could also be talking about you. I think they believe we both are. (Haru takes the offered hand with a smile.) And if not we can always pull the painting down from the wall.
(That sweet smile doesn't even waver for a second....)
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Kotone just giggles and grins even more widely, if it's possible. A threat and a sweet smile all in one? What's not to like! Yukari and Mitsuru always looked so serious when threatening someone, so it's a nice change of pace.]
We're too cute to be trapped in an elevator, huh? [She turns on her heel to gaze up at the painting, swinging their joined hands lightly as if they're a couple going for a leisurely walk in the park.] So can you let us both out, please?
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Should they refuse, Haru is already making peace with the face she may have to try her Persona again. This place feels like a palace with how surreal it all is, it's worth a try....
The trio seem borderline hesitant and Haru racks her brain. What was that word some at school used? It wasn't quite moo, but something similar that it had garnered some attention to the poor hapless guy at the time from his friends....Nope, Haru can't think of it and instead settles for giving her best smile, the kind that would sparkle had they been stuck in an anime instead. )
How could we not be cute enough? I like to think these three have impeccable taste, it would be sad to think otherwise.
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arrival, evens, waking
Until, of course, a lifetime of survival instincts and struggle leaps to the fore and brings her sharply into wakefulness. At the beeping noise, and the voice, soft and sweet and for a moment, surrounded by heavy blankets and warmth, she lets out a brief - ] Cupcake?
[ Because she realizes that's wrong, for all the reasons that that's wrong. The voice is wrong, the place is wrong - curtained and decadent - and there's simply no way. Oil and water. Thoughts lance through her mind like cold water and she sits up, blinking, dressed in a rumpled and half-buttoned tuxedo as she stares around. First at the room, and the curtain, and then the girl. A girl confused and cute and deeply unfamiliar. ]
What? [ She lets her thoughts catch up. Her room? No. She'd never live in a place like this. She shakes her head quickly. ] No, no I - sorry, what? Where are we?
[ And why are they in bed together? ]
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( Haru blinks at that name, watching as the other person wakes up suddenly. She can see how jarring it is for them having felt (and still feeling) similar emotions herself. There had been no warning about this place and now it seems that someone or something has gotten the jump on them, not to mention dressing them up and putting them to bed.
The thought that someone had undressed her and put different clothing on is enough to have Haru's blood run cold. From the looks of things her bedmate has suffered similar with a tussled up tuxedo. )
I'm sorry I didn't mean to alarm you. ( Understatement of the century, Haru somewhat apologetic in tone and expression ). You don't know this place either?
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Vi puts a hand to her head. She idly realizes there's the press of cool metal against her forehead. A ring? When did she put on a ring? ]
No, no, you're - good, I think. [ Not the other girl's fault that she feels like her head is spinning a little, and she doesn't like it one bit. But she's not going to blame her and her fluffy hair. ] I've never seen this place in my life.
[ She glances down, tugs at her collar a little. ] Or worn a suit like this, for that matter.
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[Haru can't help it, both of them are wearing clothing that could be considered expensive. That, along with this room, means whoever they are dealing with has a lot of clout on their side. Not that it would be a problem for an Okumura, but it could be a challenge...
There's a moment of silence as Haru starts to regain her own bearings, taking a deep breath as she looks around the room again. Someone has gone through a lot of trouble here, and the idea of being married to someone she doesn't know and not remembering it is concerning, but not the biggest one. Not yet. ]
Then there's only one thing we need to do; find whoever is responsible and - [Make them repent, would sound great but Haru catches herself and amends her words quickly. ] - and get some answers. Are you okay? Do you feel up to that?
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chocolates :)
Except there's just way too many people pushing and throwing fists around just to take a single truffle. That makes it so less appetizing. A reason why he's standing outside of the shop and watching everything go down.
Until a very well-known face pops up!]
Oh! No, no- I'm fine. [He's not.] Haru, I didn't expect to run into you here. Then again... neither of us should be here.
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( Haru is so relieved to see a similar face she can't help the single syllable word that announces it so. She'd been so caught up in looking for the other Phantom Thieves and there's an irony she can recognise in the fact that the one time she isn't looking she just about walks into one.
The comment about being fine has Haru's brows drawing together a little. She knows that phrase very well, it's one she's been using herself and it means anything but fine. The box of chocolates remains held out. )
Please, I insist. They always taste better shared and I don't think I could eat a whole box by myself. ( Spoilers: she could. ) Have you been here long?
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And it's true, it's a phrase a lot of them had used before when they didn't mean it, and they know each other enough to recognize it. He is grateful that it is not called out openly, thankful that Haru has a lot of tact. With a small sigh, he accepts the offered chocolate and nods with a small smile.]
Thank you. [He shakes his head,] No, not at all. Perhaps a day or two. The time here is a bit disorienting, as we don't leave the hotel. When did you arrive? Have you had any troubles so far?
Teasing Trio
Right?
Rise sighs and gives her a knowing look.] Not that you're not cute, but, uh... Pretty sure that's not what they're talking about.
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Thank you. I was hoping it would be what they were talking about. Besides, it's not a good look to be locking people in elevators and making demands.
[Haru pauses and looks around for any potential escape routes, seeing nothing. Seems she's stuck with this person she doesn't know yet seems familiar-ish. ] Any ideas?
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The look Rise gives Haru is a little more sympathetic.] That's for sure. It's creepy!
[A breath.] I've got ideas for sure, but they're, uh...
[Awkward? How do you broach them with a stranger?] --hey, painting ladies! You said you wanted some flirting, so how's this?
[Just gonna take the other girl's hand. How forward!]
alice & parrots
He's gotten accustomed to the norm here and the ways of this place, and that's why he doesn't expect a voice of the past cutting through that with precision.
Akira whirls around, and she's there. He expects the fireman outfit a little bit less, but it's still less of a surprise than seeing her.]
...Haru? What are you doing here?
[Something unwinds in him that's been tense since he got here, expressions flitting across his face - shock and curiosity mainly, but settling into something that feels like wonder. She's actually here.]
Fires of desire, huh... [He can't help but smile a little. It's a great line.] Do I count in that, too?
sorry this is late!
I'm so relieved. I woke up here not that long ago and knew I'd find someone if I kept looking.
[Haru takes a step forwards before catching the question and just like that she's back to being heroic, the axe being swung (expertly) a few times for good measure. ]
Of course! Or do you think you have none?
no worries, not late at all! c:
What... has Akira been doing here?
He's been so focused on... on getting out. On keeping up with Akechi even if Akira himself doesn't care about making this into a competition. He's been reckless with hinting at and teasing information that should be kept a better secret; it isn't like he didn't do that back in Tokyo either, but it's different doing that here, where he only has one other person he trusts deeply.
He's... been acting like Joker, but without the pillar of the Phantom Thieves at his back. What would they do if they'd seen his texts? Even though they're the people he cares about most in the world, that he can let down almost all his masks with, would they... would Haru think of him differently, if she knew he'd been sleeping with people?
The somber thought is knocked out of him by the swings of Haru's axe, and the words that accompany it. Steadily, red climbs over his cheeks.]
...I guess I have to, don't I? Everybody has some desires. It's pretty normal.
[His eyes trace her, because that swing of emotion was... a little sudden. Akira can't say she's acting... wrong, necessarily, but something feels like it might be a little off?]
alice & parrots
She can appreciate the aesthetic, okay. ]
Mm, are you sure you're not the one burning up instead? Maybe I should take your temperature.
[ When sexy public service workers collide... ]
judgemental john!
The last painting did not talk. In fact, up until now, none of them have talked.]
... I mean... I don't really care for telling a painting or a stranger about my sins?
[Of like, there are many. And Mister John himself seems to know it, judging by the very harsh stare down he's giving Kazuya.
He just wanted to get to the next floor, man. If it's gonna be like this every time, maybe he'll just start taking the stairs. Or just teleporting, if he's feeling particularly lazy.]
But honestly, if you want to say something mild to get it over with, I'll play. I know I've got worse.
[She looks way too polite and mild-mannered to have any sort of terrible sin, and, well. He's sort of sin incarnate now.]