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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.
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EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
[Says the guy who refused to eat because the food wasn't tested for poison...
He takes back the plate with the small bit of quiche on it but doesn't start munching just yet, becoming distracted when Leona sits up in bed. That choker looks high-quality, though hardly seems proof that he's a prince. But the sight of that bare chest has Hiyori frowning with disdain. He didn't really want to see that, thanks! Too muscle-y! Though on someone less sweaty and manly, those animal ears might be sort of cute—
... goodness, did those just move?
He stares at them, momentarily transfixed, before that last line hits and he takes a large step back, eyes glaring.]
Nope, no thanks! ✰ I'll pass on being eaten by a lion!
[He marches back over to the sitting area where their breakfast buffet is spread out, flopping down in a chair. He's hungry and thirsty, so fine, he gives up! Though he continues to run his mouth before digging in.]
If you want to get back to the savannah or wherever you live, we'll need to find a way out of here. So if you're not going to eat, why not make yourself useful, hmm? You can "hunt" for the people who dumped us here! I don't like seeing carnage, but I'll look the other way if you take them down.
[ he scooches over to the end of the bed closest to the eating man, though he gathers up the blankets so he can wrap himself up appropriately. just because he's dressed up like he's supposed to be some royal princess-wife doesn't mean he's going to play the part. he's still a sleepy prince. tired. lazy as hell. and if he really wanted to hunt hiyori down, it's not like it'd be difficult.
what this pretentious little idol doesn't know can and will get his ass. ]
Got some bad news for ya. The people who are in charge around here hold all the cards. Otherwise, a prince like me would'a been outta here in a second or two.
[ a beat, then he shrugs. ]
An' it's called the Sunset Savanna, thank ya very much.
[ as he watches, he does realize that he... probably could go for something to eat. his eyes pass over the offerings, wondering if any of them are laced with anything. if they are? unlucky. if they aren't? maybe once he watches the bossy kid eat for a while, he might join him. ]
[Right, well, might as well pour himself some tea now. There's always the chance the loose leaves or even the water are poisoned, but he's given up at this point. Is it impressive that they included an array of different flavors and provided the hot water, as well as an elegant tea set? By most people's standards, yes, it would be. But he's mostly just annoyed he has to pour it himself! Any real luxury resort worth its salt has room attendants! Not that he trusts a single soul who works at this place...
Anyway, it's time to ignore mister shirtless lion-earned prince over there and enjoy a nice meal. But his so-called spouse won't even let him have that, bringing up "bad news" right as he's about to lift the mini quiche to his mouth. Horrible timing, very inconsiderate!
But something about the way he talks gives him pause. He stops the mini quiche in midair, blinking at Leona from his seat.]
You actually know where we are?
[And he knows how the place operates? It might be all talk, just like the prince thing might be all talk, but that's sure what it sounded like.]
Why didn't you say so earlier? And why can't you leave? There must be some way out.
[He hasn't just been lying around in bed all day too lazy to look for the exit, has he??]
[ he's not sorry about interrupting hiyori's first nibble as he continues to make himself comfortable within the confines of the plush sheets. he's also thinking about stealing them and taking them back to his actual room when the time comes... surely he won't be stuck here forever with this guy? surely they're not actually married, too. it's probably part of the thrill someone that isn't him would feel about...... that kind of thing. ]
And there is a way out. You gotta play the game they force on ya.
[ after a moment of playing with his watch, leona finally stands up--- blankets and all still around him snugly. ]
Hm. Ain't a lot of meat here...
[ bends over slightly, both ears twitching. his tail finally sneaks out of a fold and begins to sway back and forth. ]
... yeah, would be better off goin' to one of the buffets.
[Forget about the meat for now! (And who wants to eat tons of meat first thing in the morning, anyway?) Hiyori's ignoring that statement entirely, even pushing his chair out to try and block Leona's path. Explaining things properly takes precedence!]
You don't mean that "52" thing, do you? I saw the message that said "you've been selected to play the game" and "fantastic prizes await" and other such things, but when I scrolled down to the rules, it was just a list of crude acts! So that didn't explain anything. Pretty childish prank, if you ask me. But you're telling me there is a game?
[ he certainly NOT forget the meats! not too long ago, he had a very lovely super-late-night meal of chicken tendies, half of a burger, and some other random slices of deli meats just for fun. but to have hiyori get in his way... does he really want to make himself a target? ]
Yep. That's the game. You gotta get off with other people. Or get 'em off.
[ and leona figures that this guy... he has to be made of sterner stuff. or maybe he'll tell leona off for being so crude or lewd or whatever and then he might have to put his foot down.
you can only nudge a lion so many times, you know. ]
If ya don't play, you don't leave. Trust me. 'm not a huge fan of anythin' this place has to offer.
[His nose scrunches up at Leona's phrasing—this is someone who once chewed out a unitmate for using the word "ass" in front of him—but the good news is, he doesn't tell off Leona for being crude or lewd.
He does look at him like an object to be pitied, though, which might be even more annoying depending on one's perspective.]
You actually believe that?
[Really, he bought the prank text? So much for having the savvy of a future ruler.
And yet, he can't shake those words so easily. He wants to, but he can't. Because the whole modus operandi here does feel disconcertingly familiar. Being given outrageous orders, being forced to abide by stupid rules, being shipped to different parts of the country and stationed at whatever inn was around, and being made to work for fake currency... all of those are things his fellow idols endured during the SS Competition.
But the "game" he's being asked to "play" is distinctly un-idol-like, and the thought of it churns his stomach. He's not ready to accept it, so he keeps doing what he does best (or worst): running his mouth, that's what.]
You know that sounds exceptionally shady, don't you? In the first place, is there any proof they'll let you go once you've finished dirtying yourself? Sounds to me like they might just say, "Nope, I've changed my mind! You're not allowed to leave, you're much too entertaining! But I do have all this blackmail, so stay around and bark like a dog for me, won't you?"
Of course it's shady. [ leona rolls his eyes. the contemptuous look stays on his face as he tries to sort of maneuver a hand around hiyori, mostly to see if he can grab what looks to be a fancy little porcelain cup and a silver pot. if there isn't some kind of hot tea inside, he's going to be mad. would he prefer coffee? no. he'll take any beverage he can get. ]
Bein' compliant ain't somethin' I wanna do. But if they wanted to make us miserable and toy with us in a malicious way, they already got us in the palm of their hands.
[ and not to mention, they know personal things. private things. blackmail would've been far, far easier than extorting in this way. ]
[Thankfully it's tea all the way down, as far beverages are concerned. Pre-made tea in the silver pot, then water and various loose leaves for them to stick in the infuser if they'd like to try a different blend. Hiyori's unimpressed despite the variety, because there ought to be some room attendant here to brew it for him! (His underclassman could also do the job if he was here.)
He has a cup but he's ignoring it for now, absorbed in their conversation about the "game." He's not convinced by Leona's reasoning; aren't they already being "toyed with in a malicious way?" That's how it feels to him. The timing is all too perfectly inconvenient, with him getting dumped here right before the main competition can begin. And all the tools of trade here—sex, marriage, some form of gambling he isn't clear on—would be instant career killers for someone like him. Someone's out for sabotage, he's absolutely sure of it.]
Are you sure you're a prince? You seem far too easily impressed for one.
[He shakes his head. This guy's standards need raising!]
If you're going to abduct someone, keeping them fed is the absolute bare minimum. Assuming you don't want them to die, that is. As for the breakfast spread, it does look good, but I could easily get all this at home. Plus, they couldn't even provide room service! If we want to try that nice-looking tea over there, we have to brew it ourselves, apparently! And I almost never have to brew my own tea...
[Yep. He's been awake less than an hour, and here he is, already rattling off a list of complaints. But that's just typical of him: the noble-born Hiyori Tomoe, termed "a selfish princess" by one cheeky underclassman. His sparkling egotism endears him to his fans.
His peers, not quite so much.]
Putting all that aside, though, it sounds as though you've been here a while. Which I guess means you have been doing those crude things they mentioned? I suppose you'd feel awfully stupid if that was all for naught... Is that what this is, a sunk cost fallacy sort of deal? "I've already been doing it, so I must've done it for good reason!" That sort of coping mechanism?
[Hopefully Leona is getting his tea while he talks. If he's waiting for a lull in the conversation, it might be a while!]
[ he doesn't need higher standards! he's simply adjusted them for the environment... probably. ]
Think you're kinda missin' the point, but then again... ya have no idea what you're really dealin' with. There are way more people here than us.
[ so the idea that whoever organized this could not pluck only him, a second prince, but also a variety of folks from a bunch of different worlds is amazing. perhaps leona's just incredibly open minded? that, and he definitely has a little bit of experience working within these kinds of boundaries. an ordinary, silly idol boy would never. even if his circumstances and experiences might be incredibly uncommon... do they really leona's? would they?
maybe an open palm smack on the ass might be a good way to shut him up... eventually. princess or not. but not right now. maybe later. ]
Eh. Dunno how long a while is. [ why would he count the days when he should be counting how many cards he's collected so far? speaking of which: ] But I'll say that if ya don't do anythin', they'll eventually make ya.
[ the cup is filled. he moves back over to the bed and takes a seat. the liquid is steaming, but that doesn't stop him from taking a cursory sip to see what he's working with. it's fine. it's better than some of the leaves native to his homeland. but that's really what the resort is all about--- everything is just. he wouldn't call it perfect, because it's not, but it's damn close. ]
If what they're doin' involves magic or curses I can't even figure out, and it ain't technology no one else can recognize? Then it's a problem.
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[Says the guy who refused to eat because the food wasn't tested for poison...
He takes back the plate with the small bit of quiche on it but doesn't start munching just yet, becoming distracted when Leona sits up in bed. That choker looks high-quality, though hardly seems proof that he's a prince. But the sight of that bare chest has Hiyori frowning with disdain. He didn't really want to see that, thanks! Too muscle-y! Though on someone less sweaty and manly, those animal ears might be sort of cute—
... goodness, did those just move?
He stares at them, momentarily transfixed, before that last line hits and he takes a large step back, eyes glaring.]
Nope, no thanks! ✰ I'll pass on being eaten by a lion!
[He marches back over to the sitting area where their breakfast buffet is spread out, flopping down in a chair. He's hungry and thirsty, so fine, he gives up! Though he continues to run his mouth before digging in.]
If you want to get back to the savannah or wherever you live, we'll need to find a way out of here. So if you're not going to eat, why not make yourself useful, hmm? You can "hunt" for the people who dumped us here! I don't like seeing carnage, but I'll look the other way if you take them down.
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[ he scooches over to the end of the bed closest to the eating man, though he gathers up the blankets so he can wrap himself up appropriately. just because he's dressed up like he's supposed to be some royal princess-wife doesn't mean he's going to play the part. he's still a sleepy prince. tired. lazy as hell. and if he really wanted to hunt hiyori down, it's not like it'd be difficult.
what this pretentious little idol doesn't know can and will get his ass. ]
Got some bad news for ya. The people who are in charge around here hold all the cards. Otherwise, a prince like me would'a been outta here in a second or two.
[ a beat, then he shrugs. ]
An' it's called the Sunset Savanna, thank ya very much.
[ as he watches, he does realize that he... probably could go for something to eat. his eyes pass over the offerings, wondering if any of them are laced with anything. if they are? unlucky. if they aren't? maybe once he watches the bossy kid eat for a while, he might join him. ]
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Anyway, it's time to ignore mister shirtless lion-earned prince over there and enjoy a nice meal. But his so-called spouse won't even let him have that, bringing up "bad news" right as he's about to lift the mini quiche to his mouth. Horrible timing, very inconsiderate!
But something about the way he talks gives him pause. He stops the mini quiche in midair, blinking at Leona from his seat.]
You actually know where we are?
[And he knows how the place operates? It might be all talk, just like the prince thing might be all talk, but that's sure what it sounded like.]
Why didn't you say so earlier? And why can't you leave? There must be some way out.
[He hasn't just been lying around in bed all day too lazy to look for the exit, has he??]
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[ he's not sorry about interrupting hiyori's first nibble as he continues to make himself comfortable within the confines of the plush sheets. he's also thinking about stealing them and taking them back to his actual room when the time comes... surely he won't be stuck here forever with this guy? surely they're not actually married, too. it's probably part of the thrill someone that isn't him would feel about...... that kind of thing. ]
And there is a way out. You gotta play the game they force on ya.
[ after a moment of playing with his watch, leona finally stands up--- blankets and all still around him snugly. ]
Hm. Ain't a lot of meat here...
[ bends over slightly, both ears twitching. his tail finally sneaks out of a fold and begins to sway back and forth. ]
... yeah, would be better off goin' to one of the buffets.
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The game?
[Forget about the meat for now! (And who wants to eat tons of meat first thing in the morning, anyway?) Hiyori's ignoring that statement entirely, even pushing his chair out to try and block Leona's path. Explaining things properly takes precedence!]
You don't mean that "52" thing, do you? I saw the message that said "you've been selected to play the game" and "fantastic prizes await" and other such things, but when I scrolled down to the rules, it was just a list of crude acts! So that didn't explain anything. Pretty childish prank, if you ask me. But you're telling me there is a game?
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[ he certainly NOT forget the meats! not too long ago, he had a very lovely super-late-night meal of chicken tendies, half of a burger, and some other random slices of deli meats just for fun. but to have hiyori get in his way... does he really want to make himself a target? ]
Yep. That's the game. You gotta get off with other people. Or get 'em off.
[ and leona figures that this guy... he has to be made of sterner stuff. or maybe he'll tell leona off for being so crude or lewd or whatever and then he might have to put his foot down.
you can only nudge a lion so many times, you know. ]
If ya don't play, you don't leave. Trust me. 'm not a huge fan of anythin' this place has to offer.
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He does look at him like an object to be pitied, though, which might be even more annoying depending on one's perspective.]
You actually believe that?
[Really, he bought the prank text? So much for having the savvy of a future ruler.
And yet, he can't shake those words so easily. He wants to, but he can't. Because the whole modus operandi here does feel disconcertingly familiar. Being given outrageous orders, being forced to abide by stupid rules, being shipped to different parts of the country and stationed at whatever inn was around, and being made to work for fake currency... all of those are things his fellow idols endured during the SS Competition.
But the "game" he's being asked to "play" is distinctly un-idol-like, and the thought of it churns his stomach. He's not ready to accept it, so he keeps doing what he does best (or worst): running his mouth, that's what.]
You know that sounds exceptionally shady, don't you? In the first place, is there any proof they'll let you go once you've finished dirtying yourself? Sounds to me like they might just say, "Nope, I've changed my mind! You're not allowed to leave, you're much too entertaining! But I do have all this blackmail, so stay around and bark like a dog for me, won't you?"
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Of course it's shady. [ leona rolls his eyes. the contemptuous look stays on his face as he tries to sort of maneuver a hand around hiyori, mostly to see if he can grab what looks to be a fancy little porcelain cup and a silver pot. if there isn't some kind of hot tea inside, he's going to be mad. would he prefer coffee? no. he'll take any beverage he can get. ]
Bein' compliant ain't somethin' I wanna do. But if they wanted to make us miserable and toy with us in a malicious way, they already got us in the palm of their hands.
[ and not to mention, they know personal things. private things. blackmail would've been far, far easier than extorting in this way. ]
They don't have to feed us or anythin'. Ya know?
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He has a cup but he's ignoring it for now, absorbed in their conversation about the "game." He's not convinced by Leona's reasoning; aren't they already being "toyed with in a malicious way?" That's how it feels to him. The timing is all too perfectly inconvenient, with him getting dumped here right before the main competition can begin. And all the tools of trade here—sex, marriage, some form of gambling he isn't clear on—would be instant career killers for someone like him. Someone's out for sabotage, he's absolutely sure of it.]
Are you sure you're a prince? You seem far too easily impressed for one.
[He shakes his head. This guy's standards need raising!]
If you're going to abduct someone, keeping them fed is the absolute bare minimum. Assuming you don't want them to die, that is. As for the breakfast spread, it does look good, but I could easily get all this at home. Plus, they couldn't even provide room service! If we want to try that nice-looking tea over there, we have to brew it ourselves, apparently! And I almost never have to brew my own tea...
[Yep. He's been awake less than an hour, and here he is, already rattling off a list of complaints. But that's just typical of him: the noble-born Hiyori Tomoe, termed "a selfish princess" by one cheeky underclassman. His sparkling egotism endears him to his fans.
His peers, not quite so much.]
Putting all that aside, though, it sounds as though you've been here a while. Which I guess means you have been doing those crude things they mentioned? I suppose you'd feel awfully stupid if that was all for naught... Is that what this is, a sunk cost fallacy sort of deal? "I've already been doing it, so I must've done it for good reason!" That sort of coping mechanism?
[Hopefully Leona is getting his tea while he talks. If he's waiting for a lull in the conversation, it might be a while!]
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Think you're kinda missin' the point, but then again... ya have no idea what you're really dealin' with. There are way more people here than us.
[ so the idea that whoever organized this could not pluck only him, a second prince, but also a variety of folks from a bunch of different worlds is amazing. perhaps leona's just incredibly open minded? that, and he definitely has a little bit of experience working within these kinds of boundaries. an ordinary, silly idol boy would never. even if his circumstances and experiences might be incredibly uncommon... do they really leona's? would they?
maybe an open palm smack on the ass might be a good way to shut him up... eventually. princess or not. but not right now. maybe later. ]
Eh. Dunno how long a while is. [ why would he count the days when he should be counting how many cards he's collected so far? speaking of which: ] But I'll say that if ya don't do anythin', they'll eventually make ya.
[ the cup is filled. he moves back over to the bed and takes a seat. the liquid is steaming, but that doesn't stop him from taking a cursory sip to see what he's working with. it's fine. it's better than some of the leaves native to his homeland. but that's really what the resort is all about--- everything is just. he wouldn't call it perfect, because it's not, but it's damn close. ]
If what they're doin' involves magic or curses I can't even figure out, and it ain't technology no one else can recognize? Then it's a problem.
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