【 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 in bed is pretty out of the norm for Rui, if he's honest; it's more likely that he'll end up hunched over his desk, drooling onto blueprints. The distinct lack of pain in his spine is what clues him into the fact that he's probably not at home, and the realisation of his stiff clothing is the second clue. This isn't the sort of shit he wears outside of work, thanks much!
Still, there's probably a reason for why he's somewhere else. Maybe he's in SEKAI? Nope, scratch that. This is way too...Outside of the pastel realm to be SEKAI. At least there's food. Never mind that there's someone else with him; he knows, alright, but the priority is the food, and assessing the situation outside of (assumedly) another sucker just like him. Catch Rui stuffing his face with anything sweet on the table, a ring box being turned over in one hand and flicked open and closed with an annoying rhythm.]
Excuse me. Do you want me to save you any of the heart-shaped waffles?
Elevator - Judgmental John
[Confess one of his crimes, huh? Alright. That's...That's fine. He's certainly done a lot of shitty things in his life, so why not?
Smile wide, Rui pipes up:]
Chronic trespassing, unknowing waterboarding, disturbing the peace! Your turn, fufu~
[........Well, he didn't know that waterboarding was a form of torture when he did it, to be fair, but he still did it. Geneva Conventions who? And who the fuck is this guy, to look so excited about confessing the terrible things he's done, anyway? Maybe he's really hankering for that punishment in the end.]
Alice and the Parrots
[Costumes, huh. Yeah, that's normal for Rui's line of work; perhaps the risque nature not so much, but why not branch out if he's stuck in Fuck Resort? Even more so if he finds a costume that's got a similar theme to one he's worn, but is completely different.
In short, Rui's found the sexy jellyfish costume. A damn sight sexier than his jellyfish tuxedo, but less detailed...He'd had half a mind while he put it on to figure out how to make the bell light up, add a touch of bioluminescence for flair, but instead...
Now he's just wandering around the store with a vapid smile on his face, bumping into people and hanging onto them for a few seconds too long.]
Sorry, sorry~ I hope you're not stung, fufufu...If you are, I'll make it up to you.
[ those sound like awful crimes. robin stands aghast at the other person in the elevator with him, already beginning to press himself against the corner in half-fear and half-apprehension. ]
Those are awful! Um... um.
[ he has to state one of his own, right? ]
I guess if you call... is littering a crime? Oh, and I guess not cleaning my entire plate once or twice might be pretty bad too.
[ the latter of which is Definitely Not One but you know. you know. ]
Littering's awful too; you're knowingly dirtying the environment for centuries to come...Disgusting.
[A beat. Just gonna let that sink in so Robin never again litters, before shrugging and sighing most dramatically.] But I'm not afraid of you, yet you are of me. Do you think I'm the more heinous actor here, then? I'll gla~dly accept my punishment, then.
But how are you going to punish me?
[Judgy John here is breathing way too heavily, pressed against the frame, eager to see a paddlin' or the like. Two Twinks In The Elevator Of Punishment, What Will Robin Choose?]
[ he can't promise anything. sometimes you pass out fliers to people, hoping they'll come to your show. and a few might get lost in the wind? or those who receive them might miss a trashcan. so. it's not really his fault, but arming them with future garbage is probably bad. he'll never forget it... ]
Oh. Really?
[ punishing him, who looks like a very handsome young man? he likes his hair. they're kind of similar in that regard.
wonder if he's also an idol... ]
I guess I could... um. I don't have a paddle though.
[ and then a paddle is dropped neatly at his feet. also a blindfold. ]
[Rui gets to work tying the blindfold on right away, even pinching at it against his nose so that he can't see through the gaps quite as much, before turning back to where Robin was with a blithe smile.]
Please do your best. I don't mind at all.
[Hm...But positioning. That's the rub. He frowns vaguely, trying to mull it over, before John barks, "Hands on the wall, villain! And spread those feet apart. Not for any reason other than to ensure the most skin gets hit, of course. Ahem." Well. That solves that problem. He's not about to make Robin go hunching over or sitting down just to slap his ass, after all, so this seems somewhat ergonomic. Just
let him feel for a wall, first. Just a moment. There we go.]
[ he takes the paddle in both hands as he wraps his fingers around its handle. it's not particularly heavy despite it being made of some kind of wood. he gives it a few test waves, face scrunched up in what could be construed as discomfort. he doesn't want to hurt this guy, so he'll need to be careful.
very careful.
he won't even know what'll hit him, with the blindfold on. maybe that's part of the... allure? ]
You're sure about this. [ not a question. it's a statement. robin takes a slow and calm breath though his heart is beating loudly in his ears and then draws the paddle back. ]
Here it comes. Three, two, one---
[ thwack.
the sound is admittedly louder than the force robin put into it, but he can still feel the very slight shock in his hand from the recoil. ]
[Turns out Rui wasn't bracing enough for impact either, which is rather rude of him. But the way his forehead knocks into the elevator wall is due punishment for underestimating Robin's guts at all, and John claps approvingly.]
It's alright. I deserve this, remember. I hope your arms don't hurt by the end of--
["Less talking, more punishing! And get out of those pants so we can see if the paddle's hard enough. I have more appropriate tools if not, you know!"
Thanks, John. Rui grimaces with distaste for the portrait; it's one thing if he decides to engage in self-destructive behaviours to make up for what he's done to other people, but having this kind of gawking audience is taking all of the fun out of it.]
I'm drawing a line on the nudity for now, thank you. Dinner first, as the joke goes.
["Spoilsport. That's another blow. Go on, Executioner!"]
I don't... really think you deserve anything bad... no one does.
[ it's like the paddle weighs a ton and his heart is barely strong enough to hold it up. yet he knows that if he doesn't, neither of them will be able to escape. that part seems painfully inevitable. almost as stinging as that red mark probably is on rui's butt. and he silently wishes he could see it too; not so he can check out his ass but to make sure he's not like. really REALLY hurting him. ]
Dinner first? [ a beat, then: ] Like... a burger?
[ yeah he's thinking about it. but as john demands another strike, robin makes a soft noise. a grumble, a whine. it doesn't feel good doing this to someone. ]
Maybe we can get some after this. I'll... feed you myself.
[ right. that'd make up for this! that's what he hopes as he draws his hand back and with a whispered apology, paddles the other cheek this time. fresher skin means more sting. ]
[the man has no ass to check out anyway this is just extended legs-to-back spanking action here!!
However. The fact that this guy, who was cowering away from him only minutes ago (a very logical response going by how people typically react to him), is taking his 'dinner first' joke seriously is...Surreal, kind of. Understandable, to a degree, but still surreal somehow. Even as he's smacked again, lurches forward (minus the headbutt) again, Rui's busy gawk-panting at what he can only presume is a most flustered reflection in the polished steel wall in front of him.
...Of course he's panting by now. It hurts, absolutely, but he's...He's still enjoying it, isn't he? Just the pain part. It'd be more fun if Robin was enjoying himself too, and the whispered apology earlier indicates that he's not, not really, but Rui's suddenly regretting not changing out of his tuxedo in its form-fitting glory.
At least the angle's helping him for now, and it's not too bad yet. But if this keeps up...Robin's going to be the one needing apologies, not him.
"Executioner! No apologising to the guilty party. And certainly no offering them burgers! If his knees aren't shaking, you're not leaving!"
Ughhhh, this dude. Really taking the actual fun out of this all. Rui grimaces blindly with distaste, before vaguely aiming an apologetic half-smile at Robin('s direction) to try and mollify him.]
You know, if you wanted to make my knees shake, your hands would be better.
[...John's considering it.
Rubbing his chin. Squinting. The whole lot. Before motioning loosely in approval. "Fine, as he says. It's worth a try."]
Edited (not my ass forgetting the blindfold. rip) 2024-02-14 21:34 (UTC)
he's dimly aware that some people could get off on this. maybe rui is. he should try to be less timid, less hesitant with paying on the punishment? if he's not--- will they be allowed to leave? will the cake he had hours ago be the last one he's ever had? would he have to... feed... in another way to survive?!
and then he snaps out of his stupor and puffs out his bottom lip in a pout, glaring at the painting. ]
If I want to offer him something, I'm allowed to.
[ rui does, more or less, placate john with a suggestion. even if it doesn't make sense to him... he could still do it. yeah. to get his knees trembling? it might be easier for him to do that. even if it's like. it might be equally strenuous on robin's hand to do it. but there's more than one way to get someone to shake than just brute force, right?
the symbolical lightbulb goes off. ]
And if I'm the one who has to do the punishing... I want to see how bright his cheeks get while I'm doing it!
[It's true, costumes are normal for a performer. Getting to wear fun clothes is one of the many perks of his job! But he doesn't have any performances planned for this place, nor does he intend to spend all his vouchers on stuff that's totally impractical. "Practical but cute," now that's what he's aiming for!
He just can't help but browse while he's here, though. Which is how he finds himself in that part of the store, running his hand over the skirt of a maid outfit. The material is surprisingly high-quality, and there's no doubt he'd look great in it. But some of the other costumes are too trashy for his tastes (whatever happened to "less is more?"), while others are just plain stupid-looking! Surely no one in their right mind would consider some of these appealing.
But you know what they say. There's a market everything. And if you wander into the sexy fish section of a costume shop, you can expect to run into a sexy sea creature or two! Which is just what happens: someone knocks into his arm, causing him to drop a couple of things he'd been holding. One of those jellyfish tendrils brushes his cheek, and the next thing he knows, he's standing face-to-face with a total weirdo. One who laughs like fufufu, seems to be lost in his own little world, and apparently has an affinity for fish!
[He smiles back at the stranger, gently retracting his arm to prevent further clinging.]
I'd worry about myself if I were you. I'm not sure you've noticed, but you look terrible right now and it's hurting my eyes a bit to look at you! And you did make me drop some stuff, so... if you want to "make it up to me," I guess you could start by burning that costume somewhere? Or just chuck it down a trash chute! Whichever ♪
I look terrible...Yes, I do. This costume could be so much more appealing, couldn't it? [Somewhere in the 'head empty only float and eat' vastness, Rui's trying to climb back out and make good on the ideas he had cooking prior.
Which might be worse for Hiyori's patience, given that this jeRuifish is otherwise content to just stand there and sway. ...Though his voice is twice as lilting which is. Probably agony to put up with.] Burning...No, there's potential here. The bell's well-made at least. It just needs some more detailing, some lights. And I need pants.
But your eyes sting. Fufu...What a strange jellyfish I appear to be. We should wash your eyes out, shouldn't we? Distilled water, or saline. [Even if that steadying arm's been withdrawn, that doesn't mean Rui can't gently bump into Hiyori at all angles, as if trying to nudge him armlessly.] Come on, come on~
Yep, it's an eyesore! I don't think it could look any less appealing.
[Though Rui seems to disagree, given that he proceeds to say it has "potential." Honestly, his gentle swaying and lilting voice aren't quite as big an irritant as they could be; thanks to living with Kanata-kun, Hiyori's gotten used to that sort of thing. Still, he's worried about this guy. His brain isn't actively being eaten by an amoeba, is it?
But then he says that next thing, and Hiyori's face flashes with alarm. Nope, on second thought, this person's not just a harmless weirdo! He actually might be a danger!]
Nope! ✰ My eyes are perfect just like the rest of me! You don't need to wash them out or do anything! Just put some pants on and we're good, thanks!
[He takes a large step backwards, but all this does is back him into one of the clothes racks. He's trapped, oh no!]
[There's a good few seconds' pause, wherein Rui simply stares at Hiyori, before he bumps his way in closer still so that they're both underneath the costume bell.]
Will you help me pick out some pants that suit this costume? Then I'll stop stinging you~ Maybe I'll help you find something to replace the things you dropped. Clumsy clumsy, aren't you? Sluggish, maybe.
Come on. Pants await. [says come on, then refuses to move first]
[Let's not get hung up on semantics. But, ugh, this situation's turning into a total nightmare! The tendrils caress his face, the bell hangs above them, and the guy in the costume fixes him with a totally unnerving stare. He does not want the last thing he sees to be that damn jellyfish costume!
Though, when he stops and listens to what the fish man is saying, his request doesn't sound too unreasonable. He can pick out pants, no problem!]
Me dropping those things was your fault, you know. But fine—I'll find you some pants, and you can point out something that looks good on me. That way we'll both leave happy as a clam ♪
That's why I'm helping you. You smell wonderful, by the way. Come on, come on.
[Finally, Rui starts drifting on ahead, careful to not clock Hiyori with the bell's frame as he peels away. Pants are going to do a lot for this costume, let's be real here. This is a guy who does not have the ass for a leotard. All leg, no shelf.
Not that he realises that much. Or that he's thinking about things like 'wearing stilettos is different than wearing heeled boots', by the way he's not tottering at all.]
You know...
What were you even holding? I didn't notice. I was worried about you. Trying not to be shellfish. Fufu.
[Good to know that Rui enjoys the scent of the random perfume sample he sprayed on somewhere! He'd strongly prefer not to be within smelling distance, though, and his wish is granted when Rui backs off at last. The temptation to hightail it out of there in the other direction is there! This person is alarming and just plain off-putting, and being seen with someone so stupid-looking would do horrors for his reputation.
But then again, it feels like the whole place was designed to tarnish his reputation, so that's a bit redundant. And as absurd as it sounds, he's actually a bit worried about Rui and all the trouble he might get into, since it seems like his brain fell out somewhere! So, maybe he'll stick around for the pants, at least.
He keeps a few steps behind Jellyfish Boy, leaving the pile of clothes on the floor for some poor beleaguered retail worker to pick up. He's normally not that inconsiderate; if he knocked something over while out shopping, he'd at least make Jun-kun pick it up. But he's not feeling very nice towards this place, or to anyone who works here! Find a less shady employer! You could've applied to any other store! Not that he can really talk about shady employers, considering his producer, but anyway...]
Oh, that? Just some stuff I thought would look good on me. Not that that narrows it down much, but I wanted an outfit that would suit me! I wasn't planning to buy all of it [since he's not rich here], but I thought I'd try some things on and admire myself in the mirror a bit! My rescue squad hasn't arrived yet, so I've got to pass the time somehow.
[You know, his rescue squad. Composed of people from his canon who have definitely noticed he's missing and are totally on their way to rescue him. That squad. They'll be showing up any day now! Or so he tells himself, but...
Oh...I don't think you would look good in shorts. I hope you didn't have any of those.
[Not maliciously intended; Rui doesn't look good in shorts either, unless he's wearing leggings underneath. Tragic that the costume doesn't come with leggings, else he'd just grab some shorts and throw them on.
But anyway. Life is hard when you're an empty-headed little jellyfish. It takes a good 30 seconds of drifting for him to even pick up on the rest of what Hiyori's said, especially that last bit, and by then, he's arms deep in a rack of shirts anyway.] Are you important? Or just well-liked? That makes sense. You seem like someone who would be popular, fufu...
Do you like hair accessories? I think that some hair clips would look wonderful. Like flowers in a lush green garden.
What's that supposed to mean? I look great in shorts! Not that I wear them much, but it's not because my legs aren't nice. I just don't like being cold, and they don't really suit our image too well! That's all.
[No elaboration on who "our" might be, or what he means by image.]
But you're right about one thing, anyway. Or two things, since the answer is both: I'm popular and well-liked! ♪ You seem like you'd be more of an outcast, though.
[But even outcasts can have friends. They might band together and get labeled "the five oddballs" or "the five eccentrics." You know, just as an example!
They stop at the shirt rack, but he doesn't really bother looking. He's supposed to be looking for pants! Those are in a different area, though, so he supposes that'll have to wait a minute.]
Hair clips, hm? I usually prefer letting it fall in gentle waves around my face. But if I found a clip that was pretty enough, I might try pinning it back. So I guess it depends on what sort of clip you find?
[Something like a hairclip would probably be more within his budget, too, although he doesn't say that. He finds it absolutely absurd that he has to keep a budget in the first place. Who are they to cut off access to his bank account? He could buy out the whole store if he had that! But seeing as he doesn't, well, Rui's proposition isn't terrible.]
No, you're not boyish enough. They'd look bad, without any accessories. Knee-high boots and trousers would be better. [Too tall, too elegant for ouji styles. Although Rui can't claim himself to be a fashionista, costumes are still an important part of any show, aren't they?
However, there's a task even this jelly-brained haze lets him cling onto, so he drifts away from the racks and over towards the accessory display instead. Should Hiyori pause at all, Rui's going to stop, turn, and beckon airily. No backing out of it!]
Is it that obvious that I'm an outcast? That's kind of funny...I'm not even at my worst here. [Not the middle school flop era, girl...Come on now. Better focus on the hair clips; most of them tend towards cute or elegant, but Rui ends up getting a handful of cross clips and holding them out expectantly.]
Simple, elegant, noteworthy without taking from your charm. Fufu.
No, no, I'm sure I'd still look good! Though I know what sort of image you're talking about. That's not your type, is it?
[Eden isn't known for their boyish cuteness. That would be Ra*bits. Or Tori-kun, who sometimes gets put in shorts even while the rest of his unit wears pants. But while all of those idols are great at embodying cuteness, Hiyori considers himself to be the cutest idol (as well as the most handsome and most beautiful)! There's more that determines cuteness than just shorts.
Anyway, he did agree to look at accessories, so migrating over to that section isn't an issue. Being beckoned by a man in a too-revealing jellyfish costume doesn't make him feel great, though! It wouldn't make anyone feel great! So there's no hesitation with his next words.]
I wouldn't want to know what your "worst" is. Everything from how you talk to how you move is off-putting, and most people aren't so obsessed with fish! Unless it's just getting in-character you like? If it is the fish, I know someone you'd get along wonderfully with. But you're talking to me right now, not him, so you ought to adapt to suit my wants!
[Speaking of what he wants (and what he doesn't want)... he takes a look at the hairclips, but it's not a long one. There's just not much to see, in his opinion.]
Aren't those a bit too plain? And they're rather cheap-looking, too.
[Sorry, Rui, he's a picky bitch. Never mind that he can't afford expensive stuff anyway, given his dwindling supply of chips. He's still drawn to the more elegant hair accessories, brushing past Rui to peer through the offerings before pointing out a few.]
See, don't you think something like this suits me better? It's beautiful and elegant, just like me ♪ Or something like this, perhaps.
Alice & Parrots, I’m dying at that costume fkdjsfhg
[ The siren’s call of fashion is a difficult lure to ignore when you’re a man with a taste for bright colors and flashy kimono. While the boutique disappointingly does not cater to his specific style, slim offerings in the way of every day hakama or even haori, several of the articles offered are nice. Which is why he is thumbing through, doing some mental calculations on what he can afford while still being able to eat.
Until someone bumps into him. Not unexpected in a small store, but he blinks thrice at the sight of—a sexy jellyfish. Uh?? He stares as he’s hung onto, vaguely mystified, before reaching out to pat the sexy jellyfish’s shoulder. ]
No, I’m good. Are you alright? Can you… can you even see in that?
i have to commit crimes against decency since rui has no ass u_u
[Just to provide due reassurance, Rui tips the bell-hat back and keeps on smiling vapidly, swaying as if being rocked about by an invisible tide.] Are you sure you're not in pain? I must be terrible at this. Come here.
[Decisively, he drapes more of the shitty chiffon tendrils over Rokurou's shoulders and hair as if installing an art piece.]
I can't devour you if you don't stay here. Aren't jellyfish fascinating? They don't have a single centralised brain, but instead have many nervous systems distributed about their bodies as they need. And yet they eat and reproduce~
[ He allows this jelly man to do whatever he pleases, which includes draping all around him for some unfathomable reason. In pain? No. It actually feels quite nice. They aren't real tendrils, and he isn't squishy like a real jellyfish. The warmth is all human. ]
Aha, wait. What? Devour me? [ okay buddy! rokurou lifts rui up by the hips and plops his flat ass down on some of the piles of clothes on one of the tables, ] You're not a real jellyfish though. I'm sure you've got a brain in there somewhere. [ he knocks on the top of the costume, ] But if you want to eat people, maybe it's time to take it off. Need some help?
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rui kamishiro | project sekai | ota 18+ | new
Elevator - Judgmental John
Alice and the Parrots
elevator - judgmental john
[ those sound like awful crimes. robin stands aghast at the other person in the elevator with him, already beginning to press himself against the corner in half-fear and half-apprehension. ]
Those are awful! Um... um.
[ he has to state one of his own, right? ]
I guess if you call... is littering a crime? Oh, and I guess not cleaning my entire plate once or twice might be pretty bad too.
[ the latter of which is Definitely Not One but you know. you know. ]
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[A beat. Just gonna let that sink in so Robin never again litters, before shrugging and sighing most dramatically.] But I'm not afraid of you, yet you are of me. Do you think I'm the more heinous actor here, then? I'll gla~dly accept my punishment, then.
But how are you going to punish me?
[Judgy John here is breathing way too heavily, pressed against the frame, eager to see a paddlin' or the like. Two Twinks In The Elevator Of Punishment, What Will Robin Choose?]
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Oh. Really?
[ punishing him, who looks like a very handsome young man? he likes his hair. they're kind of similar in that regard.
wonder if he's also an idol... ]
I guess I could... um. I don't have a paddle though.
[ and then a paddle is dropped neatly at his feet. also a blindfold. ]
Huh. I see.
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[Rui gets to work tying the blindfold on right away, even pinching at it against his nose so that he can't see through the gaps quite as much, before turning back to where Robin was with a blithe smile.]
Please do your best. I don't mind at all.
[Hm...But positioning. That's the rub. He frowns vaguely, trying to mull it over, before John barks, "Hands on the wall, villain! And spread those feet apart. Not for any reason other than to ensure the most skin gets hit, of course. Ahem."
Well. That solves that problem. He's not about to make Robin go hunching over or sitting down just to slap his ass, after all, so this seems somewhat ergonomic. Just
let him feel for a wall, first. Just a moment. There we go.]
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very careful.
he won't even know what'll hit him, with the blindfold on. maybe that's part of the... allure? ]
You're sure about this. [ not a question. it's a statement. robin takes a slow and calm breath though his heart is beating loudly in his ears and then draws the paddle back. ]
Here it comes. Three, two, one---
[ thwack.
the sound is admittedly louder than the force robin put into it, but he can still feel the very slight shock in his hand from the recoil. ]
--- oh! Oh, I'm sorry!
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[Turns out Rui wasn't bracing enough for impact either, which is rather rude of him. But the way his forehead knocks into the elevator wall is due punishment for underestimating Robin's guts at all, and John claps approvingly.]
It's alright. I deserve this, remember. I hope your arms don't hurt by the end of--
["Less talking, more punishing! And get out of those pants so we can see if the paddle's hard enough. I have more appropriate tools if not, you know!"
Thanks, John. Rui grimaces with distaste for the portrait; it's one thing if he decides to engage in self-destructive behaviours to make up for what he's done to other people, but having this kind of gawking audience is taking all of the fun out of it.]
I'm drawing a line on the nudity for now, thank you. Dinner first, as the joke goes.
["Spoilsport. That's another blow. Go on, Executioner!"]
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[ it's like the paddle weighs a ton and his heart is barely strong enough to hold it up. yet he knows that if he doesn't, neither of them will be able to escape. that part seems painfully inevitable. almost as stinging as that red mark probably is on rui's butt. and he silently wishes he could see it too; not so he can check out his ass but to make sure he's not like. really REALLY hurting him. ]
Dinner first? [ a beat, then: ] Like... a burger?
[ yeah he's thinking about it. but as john demands another strike, robin makes a soft noise. a grumble, a whine. it doesn't feel good doing this to someone. ]
Maybe we can get some after this. I'll... feed you myself.
[ right. that'd make up for this! that's what he hopes as he draws his hand back and with a whispered apology, paddles the other cheek this time. fresher skin means more sting. ]
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However. The fact that this guy, who was cowering away from him only minutes ago (a very logical response going by how people typically react to him), is taking his 'dinner first' joke seriously is...Surreal, kind of. Understandable, to a degree, but still surreal somehow. Even as he's smacked again, lurches forward (minus the headbutt) again, Rui's busy gawk-panting at what he can only presume is a most flustered reflection in the polished steel wall in front of him.
...Of course he's panting by now. It hurts, absolutely, but he's...He's still enjoying it, isn't he? Just the pain part. It'd be more fun if Robin was enjoying himself too, and the whispered apology earlier indicates that he's not, not really, but Rui's suddenly regretting not changing out of his tuxedo in its form-fitting glory.
At least the angle's helping him for now, and it's not too bad yet. But if this keeps up...Robin's going to be the one needing apologies, not him.
"Executioner! No apologising to the guilty party. And certainly no offering them burgers! If his knees aren't shaking, you're not leaving!"
Ughhhh, this dude. Really taking the actual fun out of this all. Rui grimaces blindly with distaste, before vaguely aiming an apologetic half-smile at Robin('s direction) to try and mollify him.]
You know, if you wanted to make my knees shake, your hands would be better.
[...John's considering it.
Rubbing his chin. Squinting. The whole lot. Before motioning loosely in approval. "Fine, as he says. It's worth a try."]
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he's dimly aware that some people could get off on this. maybe rui is. he should try to be less timid, less hesitant with paying on the punishment? if he's not--- will they be allowed to leave? will the cake he had hours ago be the last one he's ever had? would he have to... feed... in another way to survive?!
and then he snaps out of his stupor and puffs out his bottom lip in a pout, glaring at the painting. ]
If I want to offer him something, I'm allowed to.
[ rui does, more or less, placate john with a suggestion. even if it doesn't make sense to him... he could still do it. yeah. to get his knees trembling? it might be easier for him to do that. even if it's like. it might be equally strenuous on robin's hand to do it. but there's more than one way to get someone to shake than just brute force, right?
the symbolical lightbulb goes off. ]
And if I'm the one who has to do the punishing... I want to see how bright his cheeks get while I'm doing it!
[ huffs. ]
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He just can't help but browse while he's here, though. Which is how he finds himself in that part of the store, running his hand over the skirt of a maid outfit. The material is surprisingly high-quality, and there's no doubt he'd look great in it. But some of the other costumes are too trashy for his tastes (whatever happened to "less is more?"), while others are just plain stupid-looking! Surely no one in their right mind would consider some of these appealing.
But you know what they say. There's a market everything. And if you wander into the sexy fish section of a costume shop, you can expect to run into a sexy sea creature or two! Which is just what happens: someone knocks into his arm, causing him to drop a couple of things he'd been holding. One of those jellyfish tendrils brushes his cheek, and the next thing he knows, he's standing face-to-face with a total weirdo. One who laughs like fufufu, seems to be lost in his own little world, and apparently has an affinity for fish!
So, that's nothing new, at least.]
... nope, I'm fine.
[He smiles back at the stranger, gently retracting his arm to prevent further clinging.]
I'd worry about myself if I were you. I'm not sure you've noticed, but you look terrible right now and it's hurting my eyes a bit to look at you! And you did make me drop some stuff, so... if you want to "make it up to me," I guess you could start by burning that costume somewhere? Or just chuck it down a trash chute! Whichever ♪
vomits and cries at the sexy goldfish bless
Which might be worse for Hiyori's patience, given that this jeRuifish is otherwise content to just stand there and sway. ...Though his voice is twice as lilting which is. Probably agony to put up with.] Burning...No, there's potential here. The bell's well-made at least. It just needs some more detailing, some lights. And I need pants.
But your eyes sting. Fufu...What a strange jellyfish I appear to be. We should wash your eyes out, shouldn't we? Distilled water, or saline. [Even if that steadying arm's been withdrawn, that doesn't mean Rui can't gently bump into Hiyori at all angles, as if trying to nudge him armlessly.] Come on, come on~
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Yep, it's an eyesore! I don't think it could look any less appealing.
[Though Rui seems to disagree, given that he proceeds to say it has "potential." Honestly, his gentle swaying and lilting voice aren't quite as big an irritant as they could be; thanks to living with Kanata-kun, Hiyori's gotten used to that sort of thing. Still, he's worried about this guy. His brain isn't actively being eaten by an amoeba, is it?
But then he says that next thing, and Hiyori's face flashes with alarm. Nope, on second thought, this person's not just a harmless weirdo! He actually might be a danger!]
Nope! ✰ My eyes are perfect just like the rest of me! You don't need to wash them out or do anything! Just put some pants on and we're good, thanks!
[He takes a large step backwards, but all this does is back him into one of the clothes racks. He's trapped, oh no!]
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[There's a good few seconds' pause, wherein Rui simply stares at Hiyori, before he bumps his way in closer still so that they're both underneath the costume bell.]
Will you help me pick out some pants that suit this costume? Then I'll stop stinging you~ Maybe I'll help you find something to replace the things you dropped. Clumsy clumsy, aren't you? Sluggish, maybe.
Come on. Pants await. [says come on, then refuses to move first]
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[Let's not get hung up on semantics. But, ugh, this situation's turning into a total nightmare! The tendrils caress his face, the bell hangs above them, and the guy in the costume fixes him with a totally unnerving stare. He does not want the last thing he sees to be that damn jellyfish costume!
Though, when he stops and listens to what the fish man is saying, his request doesn't sound too unreasonable. He can pick out pants, no problem!]
Me dropping those things was your fault, you know. But fine—I'll find you some pants, and you can point out something that looks good on me. That way we'll both leave happy as a clam ♪
[Now can he have his space back, please??]
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[Finally, Rui starts drifting on ahead, careful to not clock Hiyori with the bell's frame as he peels away. Pants are going to do a lot for this costume, let's be real here. This is a guy who does not have the ass for a leotard. All leg, no shelf.
Not that he realises that much. Or that he's thinking about things like 'wearing stilettos is different than wearing heeled boots', by the way he's not tottering at all.]
You know...
What were you even holding? I didn't notice. I was worried about you. Trying not to be shellfish. Fufu.
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But then again, it feels like the whole place was designed to tarnish his reputation, so that's a bit redundant. And as absurd as it sounds, he's actually a bit worried about Rui and all the trouble he might get into, since it seems like his brain fell out somewhere! So, maybe he'll stick around for the pants, at least.
He keeps a few steps behind Jellyfish Boy, leaving the pile of clothes on the floor for some poor beleaguered retail worker to pick up. He's normally not that inconsiderate; if he knocked something over while out shopping, he'd at least make Jun-kun pick it up. But he's not feeling very nice towards this place, or to anyone who works here! Find a less shady employer! You could've applied to any other store! Not that he can really talk about shady employers, considering his producer, but anyway...]
Oh, that? Just some stuff I thought would look good on me. Not that that narrows it down much, but I wanted an outfit that would suit me! I wasn't planning to buy all of it [since he's not rich here], but I thought I'd try some things on and admire myself in the mirror a bit! My rescue squad hasn't arrived yet, so I've got to pass the time somehow.
[You know, his rescue squad. Composed of people from his canon who have definitely noticed he's missing and are totally on their way to rescue him. That squad. They'll be showing up any day now! Or so he tells himself, but...
Even he's starting to have doubts.]
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[Not maliciously intended; Rui doesn't look good in shorts either, unless he's wearing leggings underneath. Tragic that the costume doesn't come with leggings, else he'd just grab some shorts and throw them on.
But anyway. Life is hard when you're an empty-headed little jellyfish. It takes a good 30 seconds of drifting for him to even pick up on the rest of what Hiyori's said, especially that last bit, and by then, he's arms deep in a rack of shirts anyway.] Are you important? Or just well-liked? That makes sense. You seem like someone who would be popular, fufu...
Do you like hair accessories? I think that some hair clips would look wonderful. Like flowers in a lush green garden.
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[He cocks an eyebrow, looking mildly offended.]
What's that supposed to mean? I look great in shorts! Not that I wear them much, but it's not because my legs aren't nice. I just don't like being cold, and they don't really suit our image too well! That's all.
[No elaboration on who "our" might be, or what he means by image.]
But you're right about one thing, anyway. Or two things, since the answer is both: I'm popular and well-liked! ♪ You seem like you'd be more of an outcast, though.
[But even outcasts can have friends. They might band together and get labeled "the five oddballs" or "the five eccentrics." You know, just as an example!
They stop at the shirt rack, but he doesn't really bother looking. He's supposed to be looking for pants! Those are in a different area, though, so he supposes that'll have to wait a minute.]
Hair clips, hm? I usually prefer letting it fall in gentle waves around my face. But if I found a clip that was pretty enough, I might try pinning it back. So I guess it depends on what sort of clip you find?
[Something like a hairclip would probably be more within his budget, too, although he doesn't say that. He finds it absolutely absurd that he has to keep a budget in the first place. Who are they to cut off access to his bank account? He could buy out the whole store if he had that! But seeing as he doesn't, well, Rui's proposition isn't terrible.]
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However, there's a task even this jelly-brained haze lets him cling onto, so he drifts away from the racks and over towards the accessory display instead. Should Hiyori pause at all, Rui's going to stop, turn, and beckon airily. No backing out of it!]
Is it that obvious that I'm an outcast? That's kind of funny...I'm not even at my worst here. [Not the middle school flop era, girl...Come on now. Better focus on the hair clips; most of them tend towards cute or elegant, but Rui ends up getting a handful of cross clips and holding them out expectantly.]
Simple, elegant, noteworthy without taking from your charm. Fufu.
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[Eden isn't known for their boyish cuteness. That would be Ra*bits. Or Tori-kun, who sometimes gets put in shorts even while the rest of his unit wears pants. But while all of those idols are great at embodying cuteness, Hiyori considers himself to be the cutest idol (as well as the most handsome and most beautiful)! There's more that determines cuteness than just shorts.
Anyway, he did agree to look at accessories, so migrating over to that section isn't an issue. Being beckoned by a man in a too-revealing jellyfish costume doesn't make him feel great, though! It wouldn't make anyone feel great! So there's no hesitation with his next words.]
I wouldn't want to know what your "worst" is. Everything from how you talk to how you move is off-putting, and most people aren't so obsessed with fish! Unless it's just getting in-character you like? If it is the fish, I know someone you'd get along wonderfully with. But you're talking to me right now, not him, so you ought to adapt to suit my wants!
[Speaking of what he wants (and what he doesn't want)... he takes a look at the hairclips, but it's not a long one. There's just not much to see, in his opinion.]
Aren't those a bit too plain? And they're rather cheap-looking, too.
[Sorry, Rui, he's a picky bitch. Never mind that he can't afford expensive stuff anyway, given his dwindling supply of chips. He's still drawn to the more elegant hair accessories, brushing past Rui to peer through the offerings before pointing out a few.]
See, don't you think something like this suits me better? It's beautiful and elegant, just like me ♪ Or something like this, perhaps.
Alice & Parrots, I’m dying at that costume fkdjsfhg
Until someone bumps into him. Not unexpected in a small store, but he blinks thrice at the sight of—a sexy jellyfish. Uh?? He stares as he’s hung onto, vaguely mystified, before reaching out to pat the sexy jellyfish’s shoulder. ]
No, I’m good. Are you alright? Can you… can you even see in that?
i have to commit crimes against decency since rui has no ass u_u
[Just to provide due reassurance, Rui tips the bell-hat back and keeps on smiling vapidly, swaying as if being rocked about by an invisible tide.] Are you sure you're not in pain? I must be terrible at this. Come here.
[Decisively, he drapes more of the shitty chiffon tendrils over Rokurou's shoulders and hair as if installing an art piece.]
I can't devour you if you don't stay here. Aren't jellyfish fascinating? They don't have a single centralised brain, but instead have many nervous systems distributed about their bodies as they need. And yet they eat and reproduce~
he got a cute face tho
[ He allows this jelly man to do whatever he pleases, which includes draping all around him for some unfathomable reason. In pain? No. It actually feels quite nice. They aren't real tendrils, and he isn't squishy like a real jellyfish. The warmth is all human. ]
Aha, wait. What? Devour me? [ okay buddy! rokurou lifts rui up by the hips and plops his flat ass down on some of the piles of clothes on one of the tables, ] You're not a real jellyfish though. I'm sure you've got a brain in there somewhere. [ he knocks on the top of the costume, ] But if you want to eat people, maybe it's time to take it off. Need some help?