【 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 feels, somehow, like having made the wrong choice. zack's arms withdraw from around his waist, and tseng feels oddly bereft without them, as though in only a matter of minutes he had grown so used to their presence that the absence is cold. the only reassurance is that zack doesn't step away. tseng brings his hands up to rest briefly against his biceps, just above those elbows, and then lets them fall away in case the touch isn't welcome.
you want to think about someone else and feel bad about it in the meantime is such an unexpected sentence that it makes tseng blink, just once, before a furrow of real confusion appears between his brows. ]
Not a burden, no. [ that's the easy answer. ] If you forgive me, it should be because you want to, not because I ask for it.
[ whether or not zack chooses to forgive him is entirely up to zack. tseng knows better than anyone that he has no right to ask for it; forgiveness is the kind of thing that has to be given freely, or else what does it become? another favor that tseng doesn't deserve.
he leans back against the elevator wall, a fractional softening of his posture, and for a moment he just looks at zack. it's a measured look, but with a note of honesty in it that very few people ever get to see from him. it wasn't that long ago that tseng's heart was softer. he wonders if he'll ever know how that feels, again. ]
You misunderstand. I think of you because you're you, [ because you're the closest thing i've ever had to a friend, because in the sealed-off parts of me i still care about you deeply, ] not because I want to be thinking of someone else.
[ zack's turn to be honest, now. ]
It only has to be your problem insofar as you want it to be. If what you want is to leave this elevator and never see me again, all you have to do is say so.
[ It's soft: gentle, in a way, as though he doesn't want Tseng to think that he's brushing off the severity of the words, or the seriousness embedded within them. Rather, he appreciates and understands that it's his choice--he can forgive him, or not, he can ask Tseng to stay away from him, or not. It's his choice to make, and while he doesn't know how much he can trust Tseng's loyalty, especially when it comes to Shinra itself, he does know that Tseng is the kind of man who will respect a decision when it's made. He won't fight him on it, or disrespect him by ignoring it.
Somehow, that makes the idea harder. But then it's always been easy, hasn't it? Lying there, soaked in the rain, the mud, his own blood, and Cloud's tears--he hadn't been thinking of who to blame, who to get revenge on, who he would charge with the burden of his death. He'd been thinking about Cloud, and Aerith, and Angeal, and being a hero, being someone that had existed, being someone that had been worth something. And he'd already decided, there-- ]
I forgive you. [ There's a smile, easy enough, on his features as he says it. ] And I'm not gonna ask you to never see me again, or anything like that.
[ But he does take a small step away, a lift of a brow, almost teasing. ]
But hey, let's make a deal, yeah? If you think of me, tell me. Feels like... Something I wanna know, when it happens.
[ it would be a lie to pretend that tseng hasn't at least once imagined something like this. seeing zack again, speaking to him—a second chance, the kind of miracle that the lifestream just doesn't grant. in all of his imaginings, tseng is more or less honest with zack; in none of his imaginings does zack ever forgive him.
the sound of the words sends a shock through him, made more intense by the fact that tseng knows they're true. he draws in a sharp breath, turns his face away on instinct before he forces himself to look back at zack, to really take him in: the scar on his jaw, the mako green of his eyes, the fall of his hair over his features. the teasing lift of his brow and that familiar grin on his mouth.
in a great karmic reckoning tseng already knows he can never truly be absolved. the sins on his hands are too heavy to be weighed against whatever little good he's done. but to be forgiven this one thing, this one sin, the heaviest among them—it makes tseng breathe a little easier. ]
Deal. [ he offers a hand to shake on it, gentleman's agreement although neither of them are really gentlemen. the painting on the wall bursts into a flurry of whispers and tseng ignores them wholesale. ] No take-backs, no matter how many messages I send.
[ there's a pause, and then tseng smiles. it's... hesitant, almost, like he has to remember how to do it, but it's genuine all the same. ]
[ It's agreed over the hand that he juts out to take Tseng's in his own--a firm handshake, not quite crushing, but not quite relenting that hint of SOLDIER strength, either. Tseng's hands have never been gentle, but he's always marveled about how delicate they can look, outside of their usual gloves; his own hands are forever rough, calloused and sure, but he likes feeling Tseng's fingers gripped within them. One shake, which the painting seems to grouse about--and then another, dragging Tseng in slightly for a half-hug.
His free arm goes around his shoulders, chin hooked over one, and it's a little quick, a little messy, a little crowded thanks to the off-balance rock of his weight to pivot himself forward. But it's honest, and it's warm, and he knows that in the end, it doesn't necessarily matter what he says. He can forgive Tseng wholly, forgive Tseng in his heart of hearts, but Tseng has to learn how to forgive himself, too--and that's something he doesn't get to decide, something he doesn't get to do.
With a playful clap on the back, he moves back again, dropping his hands away. ]
Yeah, no take-backs. But at least try to like, not flood my inbox all at once? Dunno what the limit is on these guys.
[ A cheeky grin, as he lifts his hand to wriggle his watch in indication. ]
Alright, that's the flirting taken care of, right? [ Hands on his hips, he turns to offer a playful glare to the painting. ] Right?!
[ whether the half-hug mollifies the painting is anyone's best guess, but it mollifies tseng at least. he makes a noise not unlike amusement and lets himself be pulled forward, wrapping his own arm around zack's shoulders and patting his back a couple of times. it's just about as affectionate as he gets—zack has really seen a lot more of him in these last twenty minutes than some people see of him in a lifetime. ]
Should have added that to your conditions upfront, [ he says when they part. there's a half-smile on his face that suggests he's not being entirely serious. ] Don't you know it's poor form to amend a contract after it's been made?
[ i'll flood your inbox if i want to, is what tseng is saying—although they both know he won't. but the messages will come, eventually, even if he needs a little while to readjust to the notion of zack being someone he can just... text.
with his own arms crossed over his chest, he straightens up and gives the painting a significant look, one eyebrow lifted, bad cop to zack's good cop. ] Speaking of contracts, I believe we've fulfilled the letter of yours.
[ and although they don't look entirely thrilled about it, after a moment, the elevator shudders back into motion, bearing them up and away. ]
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you want to think about someone else and feel bad about it in the meantime is such an unexpected sentence that it makes tseng blink, just once, before a furrow of real confusion appears between his brows. ]
Not a burden, no. [ that's the easy answer. ] If you forgive me, it should be because you want to, not because I ask for it.
[ whether or not zack chooses to forgive him is entirely up to zack. tseng knows better than anyone that he has no right to ask for it; forgiveness is the kind of thing that has to be given freely, or else what does it become? another favor that tseng doesn't deserve.
he leans back against the elevator wall, a fractional softening of his posture, and for a moment he just looks at zack. it's a measured look, but with a note of honesty in it that very few people ever get to see from him. it wasn't that long ago that tseng's heart was softer. he wonders if he'll ever know how that feels, again. ]
You misunderstand. I think of you because you're you, [ because you're the closest thing i've ever had to a friend, because in the sealed-off parts of me i still care about you deeply, ] not because I want to be thinking of someone else.
[ zack's turn to be honest, now. ]
It only has to be your problem insofar as you want it to be. If what you want is to leave this elevator and never see me again, all you have to do is say so.
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[ It's soft: gentle, in a way, as though he doesn't want Tseng to think that he's brushing off the severity of the words, or the seriousness embedded within them. Rather, he appreciates and understands that it's his choice--he can forgive him, or not, he can ask Tseng to stay away from him, or not. It's his choice to make, and while he doesn't know how much he can trust Tseng's loyalty, especially when it comes to Shinra itself, he does know that Tseng is the kind of man who will respect a decision when it's made. He won't fight him on it, or disrespect him by ignoring it.
Somehow, that makes the idea harder. But then it's always been easy, hasn't it? Lying there, soaked in the rain, the mud, his own blood, and Cloud's tears--he hadn't been thinking of who to blame, who to get revenge on, who he would charge with the burden of his death. He'd been thinking about Cloud, and Aerith, and Angeal, and being a hero, being someone that had existed, being someone that had been worth something. And he'd already decided, there-- ]
I forgive you. [ There's a smile, easy enough, on his features as he says it. ] And I'm not gonna ask you to never see me again, or anything like that.
[ But he does take a small step away, a lift of a brow, almost teasing. ]
But hey, let's make a deal, yeah? If you think of me, tell me. Feels like... Something I wanna know, when it happens.
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the sound of the words sends a shock through him, made more intense by the fact that tseng knows they're true. he draws in a sharp breath, turns his face away on instinct before he forces himself to look back at zack, to really take him in: the scar on his jaw, the mako green of his eyes, the fall of his hair over his features. the teasing lift of his brow and that familiar grin on his mouth.
in a great karmic reckoning tseng already knows he can never truly be absolved. the sins on his hands are too heavy to be weighed against whatever little good he's done. but to be forgiven this one thing, this one sin, the heaviest among them—it makes tseng breathe a little easier. ]
Deal. [ he offers a hand to shake on it, gentleman's agreement although neither of them are really gentlemen. the painting on the wall bursts into a flurry of whispers and tseng ignores them wholesale. ] No take-backs, no matter how many messages I send.
[ there's a pause, and then tseng smiles. it's... hesitant, almost, like he has to remember how to do it, but it's genuine all the same. ]
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[ It's agreed over the hand that he juts out to take Tseng's in his own--a firm handshake, not quite crushing, but not quite relenting that hint of SOLDIER strength, either. Tseng's hands have never been gentle, but he's always marveled about how delicate they can look, outside of their usual gloves; his own hands are forever rough, calloused and sure, but he likes feeling Tseng's fingers gripped within them. One shake, which the painting seems to grouse about--and then another, dragging Tseng in slightly for a half-hug.
His free arm goes around his shoulders, chin hooked over one, and it's a little quick, a little messy, a little crowded thanks to the off-balance rock of his weight to pivot himself forward. But it's honest, and it's warm, and he knows that in the end, it doesn't necessarily matter what he says. He can forgive Tseng wholly, forgive Tseng in his heart of hearts, but Tseng has to learn how to forgive himself, too--and that's something he doesn't get to decide, something he doesn't get to do.
With a playful clap on the back, he moves back again, dropping his hands away. ]
Yeah, no take-backs. But at least try to like, not flood my inbox all at once? Dunno what the limit is on these guys.
[ A cheeky grin, as he lifts his hand to wriggle his watch in indication. ]
Alright, that's the flirting taken care of, right? [ Hands on his hips, he turns to offer a playful glare to the painting. ] Right?!
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Should have added that to your conditions upfront, [ he says when they part. there's a half-smile on his face that suggests he's not being entirely serious. ] Don't you know it's poor form to amend a contract after it's been made?
[ i'll flood your inbox if i want to, is what tseng is saying—although they both know he won't. but the messages will come, eventually, even if he needs a little while to readjust to the notion of zack being someone he can just... text.
with his own arms crossed over his chest, he straightens up and gives the painting a significant look, one eyebrow lifted, bad cop to zack's good cop. ] Speaking of contracts, I believe we've fulfilled the letter of yours.
[ and although they don't look entirely thrilled about it, after a moment, the elevator shudders back into motion, bearing them up and away. ]