【 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. 💕
[ It is difficult to say how long Coquelic has been awake, when she stirred, nimble fingers silencing the cacophony of the watch, or when she left the bed with only a whisper of sound from her lingerie ─── no different from her normal attire, though newer, bright white, and lacking the familiar burns. One might have expected her to linger atop the silken sheets, curled into the side of her bedfellow, pale lashes downcast whilst playfully pretending to sleep, all the while listening to the rise and fall of her companion's chest, the thrumb of their heartbeat. But this place is not Garden, after all, nor the MBCC, so how could she be still? If she were so foolish, she would have long since perished, even before the mania had sunk its crimson claws deep into her psyche, stealing away her years and keeping her youthful visage frozen, pretty as a doll or a flower trapped in resin.
Wherever here is, it is a blur in her memories, missing time that she wanted to reclaim, to explain away the new attire, the heavy weight of the wedding ring upon her slender finger. She would have never accepted a marriage proposal, let alone gone through with the act. And, of course, she desired an explanation for the figure in her bed.
It was why she had drifted back to the bedroom, to wait for her guest to stir, and, hopefully, they would carry answers for their current situation. Explain to her how they had ended up in such a queer situation, or how they had managed to get her to agree to whatever this was.
At least she did not have to wait long for the other to awaken. ]
And here I thought you were going to join the dead with how deep you were sleeping. [ Her expression settles into one of thoughtfulness, left arm crossing over her chest so she might rest her right elbow comfortably upon her palm. ] It would be so difficult to explain the death of a spouse on their honeymoon, you know.
II．GREAT TIT ; INFUSING FLORALS INTO SWEETS
[ One could not enjoy a luxurious rose petal bath without chocolates, either chocolate-covered fruits or truffles would do, and Coquelic would not have it any other way. That alone was why she had come this far, though, of course, the overly advertised and highly sought out limited chocolates had drawn a crowd so rambunctious that they could rival any Syndicate gang.
Was it really worth it? She had to wonder, all the while gracefully making her way through the crowd, ducking beneath swinging arms, weaving around bodies that pushed forward, and limbs that ended up tangling. Occasionally gripping fingers found purchase on her silver tresses, though their grip loosened quickly with the right amount of force. ]
Did you intend to become fertilizer for my garden? No? Then keep your hands to yourself.
III．WEDDING SLOTS, SPICY ; RAIN BURST OR FLORAL UNFURL
[ Fingers rise to hover in front of crimson lips, those lips which part with a breathy yawn, as if she were attempting to fend off fatigue or showing disinterest in the slot machine presented to her by the ecstatic staff members. Machines such as these are typically rigged in some way, and she had seen more than enough during her covert missions. Even played a few, not just for a mission, but also to pass the time. Losing DisCoins had meant so little to her then, and her opinion had not changed much in the years since. ]
I don't think I can pull the lever, won't you do it for us?
IV．WILD CARD ; I CAN'T PICK UP MY JACKET, CAN YOU PUT IT ON ME, PLEASE?
[ Want to try another option? Feel free to go wild and suggest something new. ]
[ It is the first thought that hits Levy. He breathes a laugh out of his nose because it's too funny not to laugh. Especially since he didn't think that he would be copping a feel against Coquelic.
Ah, but I'm just a lowly A-Rank. He pulls his hand back, rubbing the top of his wrist. She probably wouldn't have committed to memory who I am. It's said more like a prayer than anything else. He's always made it a point to avoid messing with the other Sinners too much. Self-preservation told him it was wise to do that much.
He's run his mouth off about his world; and told a lot of lies about it; he feels like laughing. Usually, he'd tell the truth but other times, he just felt like saying whatever, because who was going to correct him? Sure, a lie is only good when it can be found out but sometimes, it's just fun to lie. ]
Forgive me for the misstep, m'lady. Consider it just a simple mistake, hm?
[ Levy had been thinking he could keep an eye - or vibe - out for any Sinner that might appear. But an A-Rank like him wouldn't be able to keep tabs or even do anything against an S-Rank. Yet he didn't think an S-Rank would show up, at all, too. ]
[Few things in the world could surprise Coquelic anymore after she had crawled out of the muck and mire that was Underground's hold on the Garden, her Garden, or the chilling depths of Shalom's mental trap. Few things could match any number of occurrences in her life, but, this might be one of those rare surprises. She felt it, or, to be honest, she sensed it, that glimmer of bright crimson mania swirling within the one before her.
They weren't on the same level, that much she could tell just by the way her mania responded. No spark of fear or familiar heaviness one might get from another S-Rank, it was closer to what she felt around her beloved flowers.
But he was not one of her flowers, and in the throng of people, she could use him as a temporary shield, just like that Paradeisos bitch's hound. People gave him a little more space, even when they crowded around, pushing and pulling each other. He was larger than she was and harder to move. Though that wasn't to say she was someone one could just shove and cause her to stumble, they found that she, too, was surprisingly sturdy. She wouldn't move unless she wanted to, or an Endura forced her to. ]
I'll consider it a mistake, for now, but only if you get me those chocolates. [ She steps closer to Levy, a gentle smile upon her lips, a ghost of her darling carnation's practiced smiles. ] It should be easy for you, right?
[ Did she really give him much of a choice? A lowly A-Rank vs an S-Rank, an unknown vs the Garden's Mentor. ]
He wants to click his tongue, but he doesn't. His tongue definitely won't move to make an irritating sound. After all the time that he spent avoiding S-Rankers, it seems fitting something like this would happen. 'Course, I only avoided it due to knowing the real extent of what they could do. Thanks for that, Etti.
Sweat rolls down the back of his neck but he can smile. If a businessman can't smile, it means he's lost negotiations. And right now, he feels like he's in the middle of one. ]
I'm -- [ Levy starts to whine. The sound of it hits his ears. He was going to say that he's just an average merchant who couldn't do anything. His hands lift, but already he feels them sweaty. ] -- right on it. It only seems right.
[ There is a sigh that follows as he rolls up his sleeves. People are fighting in front of him, seemingly going into a manic craze. Yet he doesn't feel mania, isn't that funny? He turns to share that joke with her: ] Crazy, isn't it? But not crazy enough to feel it. [ He laughs - it sounds more natural. Yeah, this is more his element. Breaking people down and taking away what they most want. Great.
He flexes his fingers, and squeezes them into a fist, before swinging wide. It's enough to knock two people down - causing them to slam into the backs of other people; it's like a domino effect - as he starts to push his way forward. Levy sigh - he's an Endura; he's more there to hold the line rather than push forward, but this is fine. He's kind of been missing the violence and madness that comes from bloodlust. ]
[ And here she had expected him to attempt to persuade her to pick something different, to change her mind as a flower might when it deemed even a drop of water was too much. Of course, she wouldn't have let him get away with that, she was, after all, hell-bent on getting as many chocolates as her heart so desired, even if it meant breaking people to get them. It was the nature of those born in DisCity, wasn't it? To destroy or break others for the sake of what one wanted or merely to survive, intensified only by the mind-altering mania.
There is a spark of delight that finds purchase in Coquelic's heart as her attention is drawn to the people around them. Their manic state was like a vague glimmer of their own. She almost begins to reply when the Endura Sinner draws his fist back and swings. The sound of the impact, flesh hitting flesh, is so loud in her ears, the accompanied cries like familiar music. Those who fall to the wayside have struggled to stand or risk being trampled. She had once seen Legion cause such chaos, knocking people down with bloody fists or weapons, though none could truly stand against Zoya for long. That wasn't to say Levy was like Zoya, but the mere actions were enough to make her reminisce for just a moment. ]
Do you want it to spread?
[ The question escapes her red-stained lips with a burst of laughter, amusement clinging to each word. Could mania spread here without the existence of its monstrous origin, that monster star? Would it even matter with two Sinners around, each of a different rank?
She would have made another comment had some undisciplined dog dared to move in on her territory. Dared to get too close, trying to take up space that he had so willingly cleared for her. With little more than a tut, her hand darts out to grab the interloper's throat. Her grip tightens and deep red blotches bloom beneath her fingertips, turning darker and darker the longer she holds on. ]
I'm joking, of course, that shouldn't be a possibility, don't you think?
[ With a violent shove, the person she held goes tumbling back, bruises now ugly blossoms along their throat. They fall back into someone else, bringing them to the ground. ]
[ it doesn't take much to completely bewitch sanji, not when the mere presence of a woman — any woman — can leave him short of breath, with a persistent pounding of his heart, struck by overwhelming attraction and the deep desire to please her regardless of what she asks. in seeing this woman, with her dazzling crimson eyes, he's instantaneously struck in the chest by the captivating air she gives, practically sliding to stand in front of her, with a wide mesmerized smile. ]
This lever? I couldn't be anything less than honored, ma'am. [ there it is. all practiced politeness and formal manners, only ever reserved for a lady, as opposed to the more tactless speech he uses around men and friends.
he steps over to the slot machine she seems to be suggesting, hand yanking down on the lever, waiting for the options to spin until it lands on the following options: LICK | COCK/PUSSY | ON THE ALTAR
well, that's ever a combination, isn't it? with an almost playful bite of his lip, he turns to her, ] Is that satisfying for you? [ because it certainly is for him. ]
[ He reminds her of a certain marigold, puppy-like and quick to follow orders without taking into account who they might be coming from. Although, it's not like Coquelic knows him any more than he knows her, or much about her beyond her pretty appearance. Still, she cannot help the spark of amusement that nestles in her chest at the idea of wrapping this man temporarily around her finger for the time being. ]
Licking ... at the altar? You know, I like that option. [ The corner of her red-stained lips draws upward, not quite a smile, but reflective of the tinge of amusement that has started to blossom. ] I do hope you can please me, or I'll be very, very disappointed.
[ There is a hint of danger that creeps into the softness of her voice, mars the seemingly light and airiness of her normal conversational tone. She wasn't someone who liked to do a lot of work, or much of anything really.
Still, the options present were delightful enough, she could lounge and let him do all the work, bring her all the pleasure her heart could so desire. ]
[So he can be fertilizer in later meetings? Maybe. It's hard to tell even as he pulls both hands back, not quite getting away from just yet, not with this frantic crowd. He had been impressed by how well she dodged everything, really that was it, and had intended to help her own when one stray arm looked too closer to her head for his liking.
Really, he doesn't even need chocolates.]
Thought ya was gon' get hit there. Ya seem used to dodgin' a crowd.
[ It could have been so much worse if she wasn't holding back, wasn't keeping herself in check. What kind of Mentor would she be if she gave into that instinctive manic rage that briefly nipped at her senses when she was touched so.
She did have to offer him praise, though, for being able to catch her in the first place. ]
You know, among all these rabid animals, you're the first to catch me. Is that something you're used to?
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Coquelic ✦ Path to Nowhere
II．GREAT TIT ; INFUSING FLORALS INTO SWEETS
III．WEDDING SLOTS, SPICY ; RAIN BURST OR FLORAL UNFURL
IV．WILD CARD ; I CAN'T PICK UP MY JACKET, CAN YOU PUT IT ON ME, PLEASE?
great tit;
[ It is the first thought that hits Levy. He breathes a laugh out of his nose because it's too funny not to laugh. Especially since he didn't think that he would be copping a feel against Coquelic.
Ah, but I'm just a lowly A-Rank. He pulls his hand back, rubbing the top of his wrist. She probably wouldn't have committed to memory who I am. It's said more like a prayer than anything else. He's always made it a point to avoid messing with the other Sinners too much. Self-preservation told him it was wise to do that much.
He's run his mouth off about his world; and told a lot of lies about it; he feels like laughing. Usually, he'd tell the truth but other times, he just felt like saying whatever, because who was going to correct him? Sure, a lie is only good when it can be found out but sometimes, it's just fun to lie. ]
Forgive me for the misstep, m'lady. Consider it just a simple mistake, hm?
[ Levy had been thinking he could keep an eye - or vibe - out for any Sinner that might appear. But an A-Rank like him wouldn't be able to keep tabs or even do anything against an S-Rank. Yet he didn't think an S-Rank would show up, at all, too. ]
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They weren't on the same level, that much she could tell just by the way her mania responded. No spark of fear or familiar heaviness one might get from another S-Rank, it was closer to what she felt around her beloved flowers.
But he was not one of her flowers, and in the throng of people, she could use him as a temporary shield, just like that Paradeisos bitch's hound. People gave him a little more space, even when they crowded around, pushing and pulling each other. He was larger than she was and harder to move. Though that wasn't to say she was someone one could just shove and cause her to stumble, they found that she, too, was surprisingly sturdy. She wouldn't move unless she wanted to, or an Endura forced her to. ]
I'll consider it a mistake, for now, but only if you get me those chocolates. [ She steps closer to Levy, a gentle smile upon her lips, a ghost of her darling carnation's practiced smiles. ] It should be easy for you, right?
[ Did she really give him much of a choice? A lowly A-Rank vs an S-Rank, an unknown vs the Garden's Mentor. ]
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He wants to click his tongue, but he doesn't. His tongue definitely won't move to make an irritating sound. After all the time that he spent avoiding S-Rankers, it seems fitting something like this would happen. 'Course, I only avoided it due to knowing the real extent of what they could do. Thanks for that, Etti.
Sweat rolls down the back of his neck but he can smile. If a businessman can't smile, it means he's lost negotiations. And right now, he feels like he's in the middle of one. ]
I'm -- [ Levy starts to whine. The sound of it hits his ears. He was going to say that he's just an average merchant who couldn't do anything. His hands lift, but already he feels them sweaty. ] -- right on it. It only seems right.
[ There is a sigh that follows as he rolls up his sleeves. People are fighting in front of him, seemingly going into a manic craze. Yet he doesn't feel mania, isn't that funny? He turns to share that joke with her: ] Crazy, isn't it? But not crazy enough to feel it. [ He laughs - it sounds more natural. Yeah, this is more his element. Breaking people down and taking away what they most want. Great.
He flexes his fingers, and squeezes them into a fist, before swinging wide. It's enough to knock two people down - causing them to slam into the backs of other people; it's like a domino effect - as he starts to push his way forward. Levy sigh - he's an Endura; he's more there to hold the line rather than push forward, but this is fine. He's kind of been missing the violence and madness that comes from bloodlust. ]
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There is a spark of delight that finds purchase in Coquelic's heart as her attention is drawn to the people around them. Their manic state was like a vague glimmer of their own. She almost begins to reply when the Endura Sinner draws his fist back and swings. The sound of the impact, flesh hitting flesh, is so loud in her ears, the accompanied cries like familiar music. Those who fall to the wayside have struggled to stand or risk being trampled. She had once seen Legion cause such chaos, knocking people down with bloody fists or weapons, though none could truly stand against Zoya for long. That wasn't to say Levy was like Zoya, but the mere actions were enough to make her reminisce for just a moment. ]
Do you want it to spread?
[ The question escapes her red-stained lips with a burst of laughter, amusement clinging to each word. Could mania spread here without the existence of its monstrous origin, that monster star? Would it even matter with two Sinners around, each of a different rank?
She would have made another comment had some undisciplined dog dared to move in on her territory. Dared to get too close, trying to take up space that he had so willingly cleared for her. With little more than a tut, her hand darts out to grab the interloper's throat. Her grip tightens and deep red blotches bloom beneath her fingertips, turning darker and darker the longer she holds on. ]
I'm joking, of course, that shouldn't be a possibility, don't you think?
[ With a violent shove, the person she held goes tumbling back, bruises now ugly blossoms along their throat. They fall back into someone else, bringing them to the ground. ]
iii.
This lever? I couldn't be anything less than honored, ma'am. [ there it is. all practiced politeness and formal manners, only ever reserved for a lady, as opposed to the more tactless speech he uses around men and friends.
he steps over to the slot machine she seems to be suggesting, hand yanking down on the lever, waiting for the options to spin until it lands on the following options: LICK | COCK/PUSSY | ON THE ALTAR
well, that's ever a combination, isn't it? with an almost playful bite of his lip, he turns to her, ] Is that satisfying for you? [ because it certainly is for him. ]
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Licking ... at the altar? You know, I like that option. [ The corner of her red-stained lips draws upward, not quite a smile, but reflective of the tinge of amusement that has started to blossom. ] I do hope you can please me, or I'll be very, very disappointed.
[ There is a hint of danger that creeps into the softness of her voice, mars the seemingly light and airiness of her normal conversational tone. She wasn't someone who liked to do a lot of work, or much of anything really.
Still, the options present were delightful enough, she could lounge and let him do all the work, bring her all the pleasure her heart could so desire. ]
Now, let's fulfill our obligations.
great tit
[So he can be fertilizer in later meetings? Maybe. It's hard to tell even as he pulls both hands back, not quite getting away from just yet, not with this frantic crowd. He had been impressed by how well she dodged everything, really that was it, and had intended to help her own when one stray arm looked too closer to her head for his liking.
Really, he doesn't even need chocolates.]
Thought ya was gon' get hit there. Ya seem used to dodgin' a crowd.
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[ It could have been so much worse if she wasn't holding back, wasn't keeping herself in check. What kind of Mentor would she be if she gave into that instinctive manic rage that briefly nipped at her senses when she was touched so.
She did have to offer him praise, though, for being able to catch her in the first place. ]
You know, among all these rabid animals, you're the first to catch me. Is that something you're used to?
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