【 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. 💕
I. Arrival ⟣-Evens-⟢ [ It's been a long time since Navia has really slept soundly. She's collapsed face-first into her bed some nights after days spent working with the Spina to help rebuild the parts of Fontaine that fall under her purview, but even when she's felt so bone-weary that her body aches, her sleep has been fitful in the aftermath of all the disasters that have befallen her lately.
That's why it's so pleasant to wake up slowly in a bed that feels... rather softer than the one she fell asleep in. As her mind stirs awake, she instinctively continues to feign sleep--this definitely isn't her room--not the feel or smell of it, or the music that's softly playing--and she begins to panic when she considers the possibilities. She has enemies. The Spina di Rosula has enemies. Any one of them could have gone to extreme measures to take her captive. The fact that she's not bound and gagged is promising, though, but the sound of an alarm abruptly beeping at her wrist has her sitting up in a flash, scanning her surroundings with wide eyes.
The room is opulent to the point of excess, even for someone from Fontaine--a nation with notoriously over-the-top sensibilities. Navia sits up and finds herself wearing an entirely different nightgown than the one she'd slipped on before bed last night. Whoever did this went to a lot of trouble. She nearly loses her cool completely until she feels her Vision pinned securely to her chest. Small mercies.
Even worse, she's not alone--someone is bundled up next to her, and Navia isn't sure if she should be concerned or suspicious. The likelihood of her kidnapper getting into bed with her seems slim, though, so she reaches over and gently shakes the body under the blankets. A beautiful sapphire ring set glitters on her finger, but that's the least of her concerns right now. ]
Hey, wake up. Are you all right? [ That's when she notices what the watch face actually says, congratulating her on her nuptials. ] What??
II. Elevators ⟣-Hard-up Maiden/Teasing Trio-⟢ [ Being from Fontaine means that elevators are a common enough sight that this one isn't a cause for concern now that she has a better grasp of her situation. Talking portraits, on the other hand, are not common, even with the recent advent of kameras on the public scene. Navia balks at the pushy portrait making demands of her and the poor soul unlucky enough to be caught in this situation with her. ]
Excuse me? Why should we do anything you say?
[ The answer becomes clear when the elevator grinds to a halt and the portrait smirks at them, captive performers for a captive audience. "Do get on with the show," the denizen of the painting says. "We have all the time in the world." ]
You pernicious painting! I ought to...
[ But violence isn't the answer here. Clearly, their situation is precarious, and Navia has no desire to be trapped in here indefinitely just because she's too stubborn. Blushing, she glances over at her unwitting partner and clears her throat. ]
It seems our options are rather limited, I'm afraid. Shall we...?
III. Great Tit! ⟣-The Challenge-⟢ [ Listen. Navia is a sucker for a delicious sweet treat, but the actual line to get her hands on a box of the coveted limited-edition truffles is just a little bit too cutthroat for her liking. The competition seems like a better option, by comparison, especially since the prize promises more than the chocolates alone. The prospect of the actual challenge is... a bit daunting, but she won't back down. She's not afraid of your weird kinky shenanigans--she's French Fontainian.
Naturally, she insists on pinning up her long hair before even so much as a dollop of whipped cream is applied to her skin, but she thinks that she's petite enough that an industrious partner could clean her body of cream within the allotted time. ]
All right, I'm ready.
IV. Alice and the Parrots ⟣-Adorable and Sexy-⟢ [ Now, this is more like it! This sort of fashion practically screams Fontainian aesthetic, and she happily tries on an assortment of designer frocks, each frillier than the last. Finally she laces herself into a dress so perfectly tailored to her figure and her personal tastes that might as well have been designed with her specifically in mind.
She gives a little twirl in one of the boutique's many mirrors, swishing her voluminous skirts to and fro in obvious delight when she catches someone watching and turns to get a second opinion. ]
What do you think? It's not too much, is it? This isn't the shade of yellow I normally wear but it just feels perfect.
V. Wedding Slot Machines ⟣-Easy/Difficult-⟢ [ Now dressed in an outfit that appeals to her sensibilities, Navia navigates down to the casino floor. It's ostentatiously loud and colorful, bustling with people crowding around an assortment of machines the likes of which she's never seen before. She's no stranger to the concept of gambling, and these sweet duds wiped her account clean of the freshly-deposited payout she'd won earlier. Not that she's a stranger to operating on a shoestring budget, but there's no reason to deprive herself here when funds are easy enough to come by. Time to earn more credits, she supposes.
Stepping up to the machine, she pulls on the handle and watches the wheels spin. Pick the safe or the spicy prompt! Anything is fair game with this lovely lady (except no ass options please). ]
VI. Wildcard [ If you crave some interaction I didn't write a starter for, feel free to come up with something you prefer! PM me if you want to work something out! You can also find me at mochihearts on plurk.
Navia is in her mid-20s and very fit and energetic. Here's her character trailer if you don't Genshin. I play her as bi with a leaning towards the men/male presenting individuals. Most kinks outside of bathroom, violent, or humiliating ones are fair play. Just PM me if you have questions! ]
[He’ll be earnestly mad later about how this place was able to take him from his room and bring him all the way up here as though it was nothing. He prides himself in his senses and he’s also much too paranoid of a man to be able to be carried from the basement floors to the suites up above.
Navia’s voice wakes him with a start. He immediately sits upright as he takes in his surroundings at a rapid pace. He only seems to relax just a bit because he immediately recognizes Navia.
Wait. Navia?
The comical part of this is that Wriothesley is also sporting some sexy lingerie. The sheer gown has fur trim instead of the usual feathers a boa would have is very befitting of the Duke. The lingerie is really not though and doesn’t really offer the man much cover if the laced panties and bra has anything to say about that.
You know what? It might as well happen in this place. Not important right now.] Navia?!
[ Look, she's just as shocked as he is! Possibly even more shocked!! She can't help that her eyes sweep over the warden's body as he sits up, but they quickly snap back to his face, hers turning very, very red. ]
What--what are you doing here? What am I doing here? What are you wearing?? Are we married?!
[He feels her panic in the back of his throat and, oh, that’s new. He exhales slowly, finding his center and intent on keeping calm. This isn’t new to him like it is to her.]
One question at a time, Navia. Take a deep breath and I’ll explain most of this. [This is kind of new so he isn’t completely sure why he’s in a lavish suite with her, but they can figure it out once Navia has caught her breath and he can lay what he does know out.]
Did you read the message on your watch yet? Let’s get that out of the way. What is on the tin is right there. This is a extravagant hotel that we’re stuck in. [He won’t sugarcoat it. She probably would prefer the truth at it’s barest anyways.] This place wants us to participate in a game that requires us to sleep around.
[He raises his hands so the other can see the black, graphic marks on his wrists that are reminiscent of handcuffs and the pale pink diamond on his inner wrist.] I’ve been here for a bit now, actually.
[He let’s her take a moment to process that before they push to the next questions she has asked.]
[ there's a flame in her, aventurine is thinking. it's in the way she marches her smart little heels up to the mocking drawl of the painting hung like a guillotine above their heads, and it's in the way she flushes that deep, effervescent crimson at the insinuation of her words. aventurine tips up his chin as he surveys the painting proper. the young lady smiles back, prim hands folded before her with the austerity of a ghost wronged. above, what seems to be the metallic outline of an escape hatch draws its line just along the peripheral of aventurine's vision. his head tilts, and he looks back to the young lady with an open, appraising smile.
why should we do anything you say, the young lady had said with the remarkable anger of one likely used to paving forth a path of her own. aventurine offers the young lady a polite little laugh. he holds up his hand in the universal gesture for 'hold on'. ]
Limited, yes, but there's no need for us to mire ourselves in discomfort. Part of which stems from the fact that we're but strangers in an elevator, being asked to do something that I suppose you aren't very used to. There's no shame in taking it a little slower.
[ aventurine's eyes curve. ] Let's start with introductions. You can call me Aventurine; you?
[ It isn't that Navia has never enjoyed a little tryst every now and then--Fontaine is the sort of place where the young are rather expected to fool around, to flirt and kiss and carry on. She's well-known in society, too, thanks to the Spina. Being that she's the president, now, she's barely had time for personal care, much less the occasional frivolous love affair, and being shadowed as she has for years by two very loyal and protective bodyguards has likely done its part in deterring potential suitors. So, yes, this situation is a bit out of the norm for her.
She still gives a little curtsy. No sense in being impolite. ]
I'm Navia. It's a pleasure to meet you, though I wish it were under a different set of circumstances. Are you new here as well?
[ the curtsy is a beautifully executed thing. aventurine observes the careful pleat of her feet, the way her hands gracefully part for the gesture, and concludes that this young lady - navia - must be well-practised in such maneuvers. there are strata to society. aventurine has always known where he belongs.
it's with a facsimile of warmth that he presses a hand to his chest, offering navia a thirty-degree bow, with the grace of a man who learned, rather than was born, to be. ]
Indeed, Miss Navia. [ aventurine says, with a rueful tip of his chin, ] I suppose it was a bit obvious. If I were a veteran, perhaps I'd have been used to being ordered around by paintings, and merely got on with it.
[ he holds out his hand. ] Will you entrust me with your hand for a moment?
[ The blond in bright yellow had caught his eye earlier and he spots her again now, reaching for the slots handle and he winces, because he's pretty sure she's new and she's about to... ]
Wait, you might not want to...
Too late. He watches the lever come down and the options start to spin through their cycle.
He watches as the numbers start to drop down once after another and yup, that had been just about what he figured.
1. 2. 1. ]
...start with one of those. [ He finishes lamely a moment later as he lifts a hand to rub at the back of his neck. ] The fates seem to have a sense of humor when it comes to random chance in this place.
[ Alas that the warning comes too late. The handle is already pulled and the wheels already spinning. The numbers pop up and--oh.
Oh.
Well. Navia manages to school the shocked expression on her face, clearing her throat as the challenge to fuck someone in the coat closet is transferred over to her watch. Looking up at Sylvain, she laughs sheepishly. ]
No reward without risk, I suppose...? It... it's not the worst outcome, surely. At least a coat closet has a door that can be locked. [ Right! Look on the bright side, Navia. ] I just need to find someone now that I can... proposition. Surely someone here would be agreeable.
[ He arches an eyebrow, impressed that she hasn’t just turned bright red. Or swooned. But his lips quirk into a crooked smile all the same as his gaze flits from the slot machine to her face.
And then lower, as he gives her a somewhat pointed once-over. ]
Oh, surely. Finding someone ‘agreeable’ is rarely a hardship in this place, after all. Almost everyone here is eager to play the game. But surely you must have higher standards than that?
[Yae Miko has had only so much time to get to re-learn the goings-on of the outer world after the dropping of the Sakoku Decree. Navia, unfortunately, is one of those individuals of note who she's yet to, well, take note of. So she doesn't recognize her per se; not yet.
She does, however, recognize a Vision, which means that this young lady is either from Teyvat or has something very similar she's gained somewhere else; either option is worth getting to know her.] It's quite the bold statement piece, that's for certain.
[With that bust line and that hem, and that frill.] You don't think you might, ah, step on the train? I can think of more embarrassing ways to wind up on the floor, but... not many.
[ 'Bold statement piece' can mean a lot of things, not all of them positive. Navia chooses to accept it as an endorsement of the dress, regardless. She likes bold statements, and would be happy to make one, especially in a place like this where it pays to be eye-catching. ]
Long trains like this are all the rage in Fontaine right now, and I'm used to getting around in skirts with a little volume to them. I can't imagine there would be much call for running or jumping here, but... I think it should be easy enough to stitch in a few buttons and loops so the skirt can be bustled up to keep it out of the way.
[Aha. Fontaine. Well, that answers that question.] Well, you never know. Sometimes even the most sensible-looking of person might find themselves overcome with an urge to climb the side of a tower.
[When everything in the world is climbable, even more so.]
You're the active sort, then? Not the kind of daughter of wealth and taste who might better suit a tea party than the wild outdoors?
[ Marianne is equally taken aback by the painting's requests, although she says nothing as the other lady in the elevator stands up to the trio in the painting urging them to be ~cute together~. There's nothing that she can add that would change their predicament, and she's not quite bold enough to make a scene in spite of it.
Come to think of it, this place certainly seems to have a knack for enforcing compromising situations. At least it isn't something worse? ]
I guess we don't have much choice. I'm sorry.
[ It's not her fault, but she still feels obligated to apologize. Old habits and all, probably. ]
[ Unlike her attitude towards the painting, Navia smiles affably at Marianne and shakes her head, shrugging. ]
Hey, you have nothing to apologize for. You're not the one making creepy demands, after all.
[ "It isn't creepy to want to see people being cute," the painting chimes in, and Navia turns on them with an annoyed "Hush, you," before sighing and extending her hand to Marianne. ]
I'm Navia. Nice to meet you, in spite of the little predicament we find ourselves in.
[ It's a little creepy, painting. Especially since you're insistent on forcing the interaction.
Marianne decides to ignore its interjection and take Navia's hand. ]
It's nice to meet you, too. And I just mean, this sort of thing isn't something I'm especially good at...
[ At least Navia is friendly and kind. Something about her brings Hilda to mind, which makes her feel better the situation. Regardless of what the paintings make them do, she has a feeling that she's in good hands. It's a nice contrast to some of situations she found herself in before when she wandered off too far from the comforts of the main hotel. ]
[ Childe is pretty easygoing about games like this. This one actually seems more fun than that dice one he'd played when he first got here. Or maybe it's just dirtier? Anyway, same thing in this place.
He's at the machine right next to Navia, watching the slots come to a stop just after hers do.
He turns to her with a grin. ]
So…looks like I'm in need of a partner for this one. How 'bout you? We could help each other win!
[ Rolled 3 2 3 or 1 4 6, if you don't like those we can roll again ;D ]
[ Navia can't quite hide the surprise on her face when she realizes just who it is that's standing there beside her at the slot machine. ]
Tartaglia?
[ She'll never forget the scene at the Opera Epiclese--Tartaglia, acquitted by the chief justice but declared guilty by the Oratrice in a twist that was frankly unprecedented, activating some dark power and being knocked out by Neuvillette before things got out of hand. He's a Fatui Harbinger, an extremely dangerous individual by all accounts...
And yet, he's here for the same reasons she is.
Color blooms on her face and she steps back from the slot machine. ]
I... ah... well, I suppose we could! [ She laughs sheepishly. ] Do you remember who I am?
[ I rolled a few for her and got 4 2 3 and 1 5 6. Maybe your 3 2 3 for his and my 4 2 3 for hers and they can just be degenerates on the altar together. ]
[ Childe hadn't quite been looking at her face, but he looks closer now, especially since she calls him Tartaglia. He hasn't been using that title here except as a username, though he's told a couple people they can call him that or Childe if they want to. No one has called him that out loud, though. ]
Please, if we're going to be familiar, then just Childe is fine. I don't wanna mix business and pleasure, y'know?
[ It's an absurd thing to say, really. Childe isn't his actual name either, after all, though almost no one knows that. And he's not exactly on some vacation from being a Harbinger. He's just stuck here same as anyone. But it's more or less sincere in his own mind and that will have to do. ]
Of course I remember you. The courthouse, right? You were with the Traveller. Miss…Navia, wasn't it?
[ Childe is easygoing generally unless his temper is riled up. He'd been more than riled up at the Opera Epiclese, but he's still pretty sharp. He has to be to do what he does. Besides, if anyone is going to be close to the Traveller, he likes to know who they are. For personal reasons. ]
You sure you wanna play with a notorious criminal?
[ He will maintain his innocence on the incident in Fontaine forever, because he was never guilty of whatever it had been that machine had sent him to the Fortress for, but he's always been up front about being a bad guy. The Fatui aren't entirely above board, after all, and everyone knows that. It's part of why they're scary, and part of why they're intriguing. At least he likes to think so! ]
[ Jun has been yelled at for fanservice before, but this is the first time he has been yelled at by a painting. He settles back, sighing as the painting persistently shouts bizarre demands, shooting his companion a sidelong glance. ]
Already tried punching the painting, and I'm just gonna say that didn't end well.
[ He starts by relating to the red mark across his cheek, grappling with the amount of time he's been stuck here. Unfortunately, violence was the answer in Jun's case, where he hasn't regretted a decision more before today. ]
Part of me thinks it's not gonna be that easy, or they'll keep us here even if we do what they want. Never trusted a talking painting before, so you'd better not go back on your word.
[ He addresses the painting now, glancing up with a scowl while the painting giggles, clearly amused he's asking the same question. "Of course we won't! We juuust want to see you two have fun."
But she's right; their options are rather limited. Jun extends a hand out to her, hoping that holding hands could appease the paintings and allow them off this elevator at last. ]
[Alhaitham does not look like the kind of person who would willingly entertain the demands of these paintings any more than Navia is, but he does quickly understand the nature of their predicament. He sighs lightly. So much for just getting from one place to another... why can nothing here just be a simple walk from point A to B?]
Next time, I'm taking the stairs.
[He shoots a dark sidelong glance at the smirking painting before turning his attention to the young woman occupying the elevator with him, giving her a curt nod in greeting.]
Unless you want to attempt to wait it out. [Which, admittedly, while it is an appealing option... Alhaitham doesn't want to sit here for hours waiting to see how long it takes for the portraits to get bored.] The results could be worse if we try that route.
[ Navia can understand the frustration. If it were a person trying to hold her up with demands for sweet performances with another victim, they would get a sound walloping with her parasol. She's a busy woman, and it's presumptuous and rude!
This situation is a little different, however--she has no parasol with which to wallop, and she's not exactly in a huge rush to get anywhere important. That doesn't mean she's going to wait here just to see how long the painting can hold them hostage. ]
I'd rather not. They're sure to have more time to waste than either of us is willing to spend stuck here.
[ She extends her hand to him, noting the Dendro Vision he carries. So, yet another resident of Tevyat has been dragged here. ]
I'm Navia. Alas that we couldn't meet under different circumstances, but we can still make the best of a bad situation.
[[ Trade Clothes | With Someone New | In the Bathroom ]]
[ Vash has been staring down one of the slot machines like he expects that to change what's written on the dials that someone had just abandoned. He winces a little when they come back and kick the machine but immediately lifts his hands up in a 'no thank you' gesture when he gets a look thrown his way. Hes half backing up away from the situation entirely when he unfortunately bumps right into Navia and her current slot machine roll.
He stumbles a little in an effort not to hurt anyone which honestly just comes across as him lacking coordination, then whirls around to face her, a grimace on his face. ]
[ Getting bumped into isn't all that unusual in such a crowded venue, but this one catches her a little off-guard, and she has to brace herself against the slot machine to keep from being tipped over.
Startled but not upset, Navia reaches out a hand to steady the unbalanced man, chuckling amiably when he inquires after her wellbeing. ]
I'm all right, monsieur--no harm done. And you? Any ruffled feathers? It's busy in here, isn't it?
Navia Caspar | Genshin Impact | New
[ It's been a long time since Navia has really slept soundly. She's collapsed face-first into her bed some nights after days spent working with the Spina to help rebuild the parts of Fontaine that fall under her purview, but even when she's felt so bone-weary that her body aches, her sleep has been fitful in the aftermath of all the disasters that have befallen her lately.
That's why it's so pleasant to wake up slowly in a bed that feels... rather softer than the one she fell asleep in. As her mind stirs awake, she instinctively continues to feign sleep--this definitely isn't her room--not the feel or smell of it, or the music that's softly playing--and she begins to panic when she considers the possibilities. She has enemies. The Spina di Rosula has enemies. Any one of them could have gone to extreme measures to take her captive. The fact that she's not bound and gagged is promising, though, but the sound of an alarm abruptly beeping at her wrist has her sitting up in a flash, scanning her surroundings with wide eyes.
The room is opulent to the point of excess, even for someone from Fontaine--a nation with notoriously over-the-top sensibilities. Navia sits up and finds herself wearing an entirely different nightgown than the one she'd slipped on before bed last night. Whoever did this went to a lot of trouble. She nearly loses her cool completely until she feels her Vision pinned securely to her chest. Small mercies.
Even worse, she's not alone--someone is bundled up next to her, and Navia isn't sure if she should be concerned or suspicious. The likelihood of her kidnapper getting into bed with her seems slim, though, so she reaches over and gently shakes the body under the blankets. A beautiful sapphire ring set glitters on her finger, but that's the least of her concerns right now. ]
Hey, wake up. Are you all right? [ That's when she notices what the watch face actually says, congratulating her on her nuptials. ] What??
II. Elevators ⟣-Hard-up Maiden/Teasing Trio-⟢
[ Being from Fontaine means that elevators are a common enough sight that this one isn't a cause for concern now that she has a better grasp of her situation. Talking portraits, on the other hand, are not common, even with the recent advent of kameras on the public scene. Navia balks at the pushy portrait making demands of her and the poor soul unlucky enough to be caught in this situation with her. ]
Excuse me? Why should we do anything you say?
[ The answer becomes clear when the elevator grinds to a halt and the portrait smirks at them, captive performers for a captive audience. "Do get on with the show," the denizen of the painting says. "We have all the time in the world." ]
You pernicious painting! I ought to...
[ But violence isn't the answer here. Clearly, their situation is precarious, and Navia has no desire to be trapped in here indefinitely just because she's too stubborn. Blushing, she glances over at her unwitting partner and clears her throat. ]
It seems our options are rather limited, I'm afraid. Shall we...?
III. Great Tit! ⟣-The Challenge-⟢
[ Listen. Navia is a sucker for a delicious sweet treat, but the actual line to get her hands on a box of the coveted limited-edition truffles is just a little bit too cutthroat for her liking. The competition seems like a better option, by comparison, especially since the prize promises more than the chocolates alone. The prospect of the actual challenge is... a bit daunting, but she won't back down. She's not afraid of your weird kinky shenanigans--she's
FrenchFontainian.Naturally, she insists on pinning up her long hair before even so much as a dollop of whipped cream is applied to her skin, but she thinks that she's petite enough that an industrious partner could clean her body of cream within the allotted time. ]
All right, I'm ready.
IV. Alice and the Parrots ⟣-Adorable and Sexy-⟢
[ Now, this is more like it! This sort of fashion practically screams Fontainian aesthetic, and she happily tries on an assortment of designer frocks, each frillier than the last. Finally she laces herself into a dress so perfectly tailored to her figure and her personal tastes that might as well have been designed with her specifically in mind.
She gives a little twirl in one of the boutique's many mirrors, swishing her voluminous skirts to and fro in obvious delight when she catches someone watching and turns to get a second opinion. ]
What do you think? It's not too much, is it? This isn't the shade of yellow I normally wear but it just feels perfect.
V. Wedding Slot Machines ⟣-Easy/Difficult-⟢
[ Now dressed in an outfit that appeals to her sensibilities, Navia navigates down to the casino floor. It's ostentatiously loud and colorful, bustling with people crowding around an assortment of machines the likes of which she's never seen before. She's no stranger to the concept of gambling, and these sweet duds wiped her account clean of the freshly-deposited payout she'd won earlier. Not that she's a stranger to operating on a shoestring budget, but there's no reason to deprive herself here when funds are easy enough to come by. Time to earn more credits, she supposes.
Stepping up to the machine, she pulls on the handle and watches the wheels spin. Pick the safe or the spicy prompt! Anything is fair game with this lovely lady (except no ass options please). ]
VI. Wildcard
[ If you crave some interaction I didn't write a starter for, feel free to come up with something you prefer! PM me if you want to work something out! You can also find me at mochihearts on plurk.
Navia is in her mid-20s and very fit and energetic. Here's her character trailer if you don't Genshin. I play her as bi with a leaning towards the men/male presenting individuals. Most kinks outside of bathroom, violent, or humiliating ones are fair play. Just PM me if you have questions! ]
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Navia’s voice wakes him with a start. He immediately sits upright as he takes in his surroundings at a rapid pace. He only seems to relax just a bit because he immediately recognizes Navia.
Wait. Navia?
The comical part of this is that Wriothesley is also sporting some sexy lingerie. The sheer gown has fur trim instead of the usual feathers a boa would have is very befitting of the Duke. The lingerie is really not though and doesn’t really offer the man much cover if the laced panties and bra has anything to say about that.
You know what? It might as well happen in this place. Not important right now.] Navia?!
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[ Look, she's just as shocked as he is! Possibly even more shocked!! She can't help that her eyes sweep over the warden's body as he sits up, but they quickly snap back to his face, hers turning very, very red. ]
What--what are you doing here? What am I doing here? What are you wearing?? Are we married?!
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One question at a time, Navia. Take a deep breath and I’ll explain most of this. [This is kind of new so he isn’t completely sure why he’s in a lavish suite with her, but they can figure it out once Navia has caught her breath and he can lay what he does know out.]
Did you read the message on your watch yet? Let’s get that out of the way. What is on the tin is right there. This is a extravagant hotel that we’re stuck in. [He won’t sugarcoat it. She probably would prefer the truth at it’s barest anyways.] This place wants us to participate in a game that requires us to sleep around.
[He raises his hands so the other can see the black, graphic marks on his wrists that are reminiscent of handcuffs and the pale pink diamond on his inner wrist.] I’ve been here for a bit now, actually.
[He let’s her take a moment to process that before they push to the next questions she has asked.]
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ii. elevators!
why should we do anything you say, the young lady had said with the remarkable anger of one likely used to paving forth a path of her own. aventurine offers the young lady a polite little laugh. he holds up his hand in the universal gesture for 'hold on'. ]
Limited, yes, but there's no need for us to mire ourselves in discomfort. Part of which stems from the fact that we're but strangers in an elevator, being asked to do something that I suppose you aren't very used to. There's no shame in taking it a little slower.
[ aventurine's eyes curve. ] Let's start with introductions. You can call me Aventurine; you?
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She still gives a little curtsy. No sense in being impolite. ]
I'm Navia. It's a pleasure to meet you, though I wish it were under a different set of circumstances. Are you new here as well?
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it's with a facsimile of warmth that he presses a hand to his chest, offering navia a thirty-degree bow, with the grace of a man who learned, rather than was born, to be. ]
Indeed, Miss Navia. [ aventurine says, with a rueful tip of his chin, ] I suppose it was a bit obvious. If I were a veteran, perhaps I'd have been used to being ordered around by paintings, and merely got on with it.
[ he holds out his hand. ] Will you entrust me with your hand for a moment?
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V. Wedding Slot Machines and of COURSE he's gonna be ⟣Difficult⟢
Wait, you might not want to...
Too late. He watches the lever come down and the options start to spin through their cycle.
He watches as the numbers start to drop down once after another and yup, that had been just about what he figured.
1. 2. 1. ]
...start with one of those. [ He finishes lamely a moment later as he lifts a hand to rub at the back of his neck. ] The fates seem to have a sense of humor when it comes to random chance in this place.
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Oh.
Well. Navia manages to school the shocked expression on her face, clearing her throat as the challenge to fuck someone in the coat closet is transferred over to her watch. Looking up at Sylvain, she laughs sheepishly. ]
No reward without risk, I suppose...? It... it's not the worst outcome, surely. At least a coat closet has a door that can be locked. [ Right! Look on the bright side, Navia. ] I just need to find someone now that I can... proposition. Surely someone here would be agreeable.
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And then lower, as he gives her a somewhat pointed once-over. ]
Oh, surely. Finding someone ‘agreeable’ is rarely a hardship in this place, after all. Almost everyone here is eager to play the game. But surely you must have higher standards than that?
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IV
She does, however, recognize a Vision, which means that this young lady is either from Teyvat or has something very similar she's gained somewhere else; either option is worth getting to know her.] It's quite the bold statement piece, that's for certain.
[With that bust line and that hem, and that frill.] You don't think you might, ah, step on the train? I can think of more embarrassing ways to wind up on the floor, but... not many.
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Long trains like this are all the rage in Fontaine right now, and I'm used to getting around in skirts with a little volume to them. I can't imagine there would be much call for running or jumping here, but... I think it should be easy enough to stitch in a few buttons and loops so the skirt can be bustled up to keep it out of the way.
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[When everything in the world is climbable, even more so.]
You're the active sort, then? Not the kind of daughter of wealth and taste who might better suit a tea party than the wild outdoors?
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ii. elevators - teasing trio edition
Come to think of it, this place certainly seems to have a knack for enforcing compromising situations. At least it isn't something worse? ]
I guess we don't have much choice. I'm sorry.
[ It's not her fault, but she still feels obligated to apologize. Old habits and all, probably. ]
My name is Marianne.
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Hey, you have nothing to apologize for. You're not the one making creepy demands, after all.
[ "It isn't creepy to want to see people being cute," the painting chimes in, and Navia turns on them with an annoyed "Hush, you," before sighing and extending her hand to Marianne. ]
I'm Navia. Nice to meet you, in spite of the little predicament we find ourselves in.
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Marianne decides to ignore its interjection and take Navia's hand. ]
It's nice to meet you, too. And I just mean, this sort of thing isn't something I'm especially good at...
[ At least Navia is friendly and kind. Something about her brings Hilda to mind, which makes her feel better the situation. Regardless of what the paintings make them do, she has a feeling that she's in good hands. It's a nice contrast to some of situations she found herself in before when she wandered off too far from the comforts of the main hotel. ]
I'll try my best, however.
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slots, difficult~
He's at the machine right next to Navia, watching the slots come to a stop just after hers do.
He turns to her with a grin. ]
So…looks like I'm in need of a partner for this one. How 'bout you? We could help each other win!
[ Rolled 3 2 3 or 1 4 6, if you don't like those we can roll again ;D ]
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Tartaglia?
[ She'll never forget the scene at the Opera Epiclese--Tartaglia, acquitted by the chief justice but declared guilty by the Oratrice in a twist that was frankly unprecedented, activating some dark power and being knocked out by Neuvillette before things got out of hand. He's a Fatui Harbinger, an extremely dangerous individual by all accounts...
And yet, he's here for the same reasons she is.
Color blooms on her face and she steps back from the slot machine. ]
I... ah... well, I suppose we could! [ She laughs sheepishly. ] Do you remember who I am?
[ I rolled a few for her and got 4 2 3 and 1 5 6. Maybe your 3 2 3 for his and my 4 2 3 for hers and they can just be degenerates on the altar together. ]
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Please, if we're going to be familiar, then just Childe is fine. I don't wanna mix business and pleasure, y'know?
[ It's an absurd thing to say, really. Childe isn't his actual name either, after all, though almost no one knows that. And he's not exactly on some vacation from being a Harbinger. He's just stuck here same as anyone. But it's more or less sincere in his own mind and that will have to do. ]
Of course I remember you. The courthouse, right? You were with the Traveller. Miss…Navia, wasn't it?
[ Childe is easygoing generally unless his temper is riled up. He'd been more than riled up at the Opera Epiclese, but he's still pretty sharp. He has to be to do what he does. Besides, if anyone is going to be close to the Traveller, he likes to know who they are. For personal reasons. ]
You sure you wanna play with a notorious criminal?
[ He will maintain his innocence on the incident in Fontaine forever, because he was never guilty of whatever it had been that machine had sent him to the Fortress for, but he's always been up front about being a bad guy. The Fatui aren't entirely above board, after all, and everyone knows that. It's part of why they're scary, and part of why they're intriguing. At least he likes to think so! ]
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ii. teasing trio!
Already tried punching the painting, and I'm just gonna say that didn't end well.
[ He starts by relating to the red mark across his cheek, grappling with the amount of time he's been stuck here. Unfortunately, violence was the answer in Jun's case, where he hasn't regretted a decision more before today. ]
Part of me thinks it's not gonna be that easy, or they'll keep us here even if we do what they want. Never trusted a talking painting before, so you'd better not go back on your word.
[ He addresses the painting now, glancing up with a scowl while the painting giggles, clearly amused he's asking the same question. "Of course we won't! We juuust want to see you two have fun."
But she's right; their options are rather limited. Jun extends a hand out to her, hoping that holding hands could appease the paintings and allow them off this elevator at last. ]
Suppose there's nothing else for us to do.
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Nothing ventured, nothing gained. There's no telling how long we'll be stuck if we don't give it a try.
[ Unfortunately, hand-holding on its own doesn't seem to be quite enough to appease the picky trio, and Navia sighs, stepping in a little closer. ]
We might need to try something else.
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Teasing Trio (・ω<)
Next time, I'm taking the stairs.
[He shoots a dark sidelong glance at the smirking painting before turning his attention to the young woman occupying the elevator with him, giving her a curt nod in greeting.]
Unless you want to attempt to wait it out. [Which, admittedly, while it is an appealing option... Alhaitham doesn't want to sit here for hours waiting to see how long it takes for the portraits to get bored.] The results could be worse if we try that route.
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This situation is a little different, however--she has no parasol with which to wallop, and she's not exactly in a huge rush to get anywhere important. That doesn't mean she's going to wait here just to see how long the painting can hold them hostage. ]
I'd rather not. They're sure to have more time to waste than either of us is willing to spend stuck here.
[ She extends her hand to him, noting the Dendro Vision he carries. So, yet another resident of Tevyat has been dragged here. ]
I'm Navia. Alas that we couldn't meet under different circumstances, but we can still make the best of a bad situation.
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fl0RT
gasp!
Slot Machines (I'm Sorry)
[ Vash has been staring down one of the slot machines like he expects that to change what's written on the dials that someone had just abandoned. He winces a little when they come back and kick the machine but immediately lifts his hands up in a 'no thank you' gesture when he gets a look thrown his way. Hes half backing up away from the situation entirely when he unfortunately bumps right into Navia and her current slot machine roll.
He stumbles a little in an effort not to hurt anyone which honestly just comes across as him lacking coordination, then whirls around to face her, a grimace on his face. ]
Sorry! I didn't step on you did I? Are you ok?
oh boy...
Startled but not upset, Navia reaches out a hand to steady the unbalanced man, chuckling amiably when he inquires after her wellbeing. ]
I'm all right, monsieur--no harm done. And you? Any ruffled feathers? It's busy in here, isn't it?