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【 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!
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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.
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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.
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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.
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▶ 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. 💕
[He definitely felt that hostile intent, chalk it up to instincts formed from their village martial arts, but he doesn't let it show with his own cheeky grin.]
Pure luck. I just saw a pretty lady and wanted to make sure she didn't get clocked.
[Didn't seem like he needed to though. He did have his instincts honed from being a hunter, but it's still dulled from years of not practicing. It's not entirely wrong that it's pure luck.]
Why don't we get outta here if we wanna talk, or are ya really cravin' those chocolates?
[ She heaves a sigh, looking to the oh-so-delectable chocolates that practically called to her, the mess of a crowd that was like a glimpse of the mania-driven people of Syndicate, and the young man who had caught her, surprisingly off guard. His sincerity was endearing, foolish, but so was Thistle's, and that girl would have probably done the same thing. ]
Can you make it up to me? If I decide to go with you instead of getting those chocolates I want.
[ She sidesteps another who seems compelled to get those chocolates, to dare attempt to push her out of the way, grumbling about how they're taking up space. And though Coquelic could have easily taken them out with a punch to the throat or tossed them aside like a broken doll, she doesn't. There is a part of her, born from her upbringing in Garden, and the Underground by proxy, that tells her to hide her true self, her strength. ]
That's a tall order. But compared to those chocolates, I'm one of a kind.
[For better or worse, also he's not half as sweet or tasty. He does see the way she moves, tilting his head curiously as he also dodges the crowd. Yeah, no point sticking around.]
[Well, this girl is way tenser than he expected. This might actually not be as easy as he thought. Still, if he spooks her, she might attack him (accidentally). Last time he knew someone who got spooked someone got gutpunched and Rinne nearly had his arm pulled off. No spooking.
So he grips her hand gently, swinging it side by side slightly. You know, non-threatening.]
See? Easy, ain't it? This is how ya hold hands. Ain't as formal as a handshake.
[It's not really much of a complaint, despite how much he's whining, because he does try to untangle himself from the sheets. Unfortunately, like all beddings, these don't agree with having shoes in bed. For some reason, he had some leathers down there where he never would have.
He'll eventually succeed---! ... getting a socked foot out, the other leg is still tangled, and he has to crawl away a bit so he can try to roll to his knees now that he has one leg to help him.
He then looks around. Uh.]
Ah, shit. Not again. [He then turns to look at her.] Ain't suppose ya know Vegas, do ya?
[ they're both awkwardly working to disentangle in complete silence—aside from the small, irritated noises faye was making. she's so focused on getting herself free that she starts ripping the fabric with her bare hands. staff can look at that as them having a " good time " the night before and not her violent tendencies surfacing.
once she's finally free from her self-produced restraints, she crawls towards the nearest wall and sits up against it, breathless and a little dizzy. ]
Yeah. "Gambler's Paradise", right?
[ gambler's paradise. lost wages. sin city. there were many names for it. she's never personally been but has heard it referenced in many of the casinos she's found herself in. one of the gambling capitals in the world ( world = Earth ). she tilts her head back against the wall and closes her eyes for a beat. ]
Is that where we are? But how?
[ she's desperately trying to remember the events before this and the distress of being unable to starts bleeding into her face. her eyes flutter open, her face pinched with pained confusion, and she blinks up at the plated ceiling before tilting her chin down to look at him. ]
I thought it was uninhabitable like the rest of Ear—
[ she then proceeds to look down at herself for the first time since they’ve woken up and tumbled out of bed, and sees a sparkling white gown. no wonder she still felt so restricted even without the layers of blankets. but this wasn’t what she was wearing last… ]
[ panic rises in the way she looks at herself, then looks at him, then looks back at herself, then looks back at him again.
in the way realization starts warping her face with dread. ]
We didn’t … no. There’s no way.
[ no no no no absolutely not! this was some kind of joke. ha ha, very funny. right? faye looks to him for reassurance he can’t afford. right???? she swallows hard; her mouth has gone bone-dry. her voice sounds meek like she’s not about to blow her lid when she asks: ]
[He just watched the whole panic attack right there, spending that time slowly extracting his other leg from the blanket mess until he comes free with yet another sock-clad foot. His nice leather shoes are now just tangled in there, never to be seen again.
She does look horrified, which has him sitting crosslegged on the floor, grinning.]
Huh? Sure, why not? Yer so polite. Ya know, with that kinda attitude, yer gonna get bullied here. Ya ever heard of people takin' advantage of the gullible?
[It's a yes or no question. He clings onto Deuce though, just because he does not want to be dropped. Sure, his height means he'll just end up being dragged with his feet scraping the floor if Deuce attempts it, but still.]
Yeah, I know. Trust me I know. I don't think I'm that gullible though.
[Except he is. People remark on it all the time and Deuce can admit he falls for more tricks than he should. Standing in front of the door waits for Rinne to lean forward and open it. He's definitely getting a workout.]
Good boy. Make sure to take care of 'em well and knock 'em on their asses.
[He's going to--- lean forward again, make a nuisance of himself as he tries to turn the knob without falling off. Sure, he could ask Deuce to change positions, but this is fine. They'll be fine.
[Does this guy actually know? He's not sure. He could be just being intentionally vague, or he could be bluffing. Since he already knew he was bluffing about being J, he doesn't think the possibility is too farfetched.]
Ya look like a reasonable guy.
[Does he? He looks very shady and untrustworthy. It's the glasses. They look like something a shady dude in a back-alley would wear.]
Why not join forces with me? I just gotta find little Tako-chan and we can go for the treasure together. Split it 80-20, yea?
[ 'You look like a reasonable guy' is the most absurd thing Kleken has ever heard in reference to himself. It's easily enough to make his smile just a bit wider in response, almost enough to make him chuckle. All in a perfectly reasonable way, of course. ]
How fortunate, I was just in the market for an alliance.
[ Never mind that he was previously only in the market for a way out of this watery labyrinth. He could make a detour for some treasure. ]
Though shouldn't the percentages more properly reflect the respective roles performed by each party?
[Like, he thinks it's reasonable. He gets a lion's share for knowing about the treasure and inviting him, and he gets the rest because why not? He looks amused though, ready to hear his thoughts.
It wasn't like Rinne was taking the treasure hunt that seriously.]
Yeah, hate t'break it to ya, but I ain't got a clue what yer talkin' about. Also, I wouldn't have been able to warn ya, since I've been here for more than a month.
[He knows it doesn't make sense, but he knows what he knows, and that's Hiyori's words not ringing true for him because it wasn't something he experienced yet. He's already got the inkling from talking to others that time and space were both warped here, but there was something unusual he didn't expect when Hiyori started talking.
His tone had been playful at the start, but now, he speaks a little more seriously this time.]
Is this related to SS? So you remember me being part of that, and I didn't disappear?
[... That's weird. That's seriously weird. Hmm.]
How about that Knights kid-- Tsukinaga Leo. Was he there too?
[However, would Rinne really tell such a baldfaced lie? Even if he would, it doesn't explain why he thinks Hiyori would buy something so obviously fake. There's got to be something else going on. Which means he needs to put on his thinking cap.
Basically, it's time for a pop quiz! You remember talking to your roommate last night inside your room, but he has no recollection and claims he's been elsewhere for a month! What's the likeliest cause of this?
A) He hit his head on a rock and suffered some memory loss. B) He's extremely drunk, even though he literally just woke up! C) This isn't the real Rinne-senpai at all, but an imposter! D) It's Hiyori Tomoe who's wrong.
The last one can't be it. We can safely rule that one out. Which leaves A, B, and C. However, Hiyori can't smell any liquor on Rinne, nor does Rinne seem like an imposter. Which means it might be the memory loss one? He guesses?
Ugh. He shakes his fluffy head again. This is too confusing! He isn't coming to any conclusions on his own, so for now, he'll humor Rinne's question.]
In our room? No, of course he wasn't there. We worked together on a project recently, but I'm not too keen on having him over. He seems like he might draw on the walls and cause other trouble. But anyway, let's go back to your memory issue—since you don't remember last night, do you also not remember the qualifying round? You and Leo-kun were placed in the same region for that.
Nope! Never experienced it. I didn't even know SS has started.
[The way he speaks is gruffer now, voice lowered as he thinks on this. So there's a possibility that one could end up here, but also somewhere else? Since he appeared here before Hiyori, he would think he would be missing during the time in between. If Hiyori had come here from a time before him, maybe he'd chalk it up to picking him up from an earlier time.
Ugh, this needs some checking.]
Y'know, I never asked Lion-kun what he remembered. I thought we'd all have the same idea, but if yer sayin' we had a showdown and that we never left, this place is even more messed up than I thought.
All right! We're heading out, Hiyori-chan.
[He's demanding it, not sweet-talking him this time. Sometimes he's willing to indulge him, but this feels more urgent. He bounces back immediately when he says that, looking just as much as a confident dictatorial annoyance as he can be.]
I gotta check what's going on in the casino, and if I leave ya here, who knows what'll happen to ya. So get movin'.
Don't worry, I ain't judgin'. I'll be yer Father Daddy if ya want~
[He's just teasing, but since she's already blushing and all, he places his hands on her shoulders and starts to nudge her to the confessionals. Man, she smells nice. He'd lean in, but that's weird, so he's just going to be pushy and annoying about his plan.]
Come on, come on, gotta confess your sins to your Unholy Bastard here!
[Wow, this guy is so prideful. He kind of wants to mess with him, but then he's also kind of in a pitiful state right now. Next time, next time he will. He looks fun to annoy.]
Aight! Want me t' beat yer meat? Ya look ready to explode.
[That's his helpful offer right there. You know, the one not meant to poke at his pride.]
[ there's bite to that hissing insult, or... nibble? it could definitely sound more rude, anyway, especially when raika was already mid-undressing. the damp robe slipped off his shoulders, pooling around him in a wine stain-like burgundy on the white tile. his hand slips under the waistband of his boxer briefs, but predictably, his own hand curling around his dick does not quite take the edge off that it needs to. if anything it just makes it worse. fantastic.
hm. it's probably not a good idea to have no manners when what he really needed, like always, was results. ]
Please.
[ is that "please help me", "please shut the fuck up", or both? who knows. ]
[Now he thinks he can tease. In any case, once the robe's off and his hand is around his cock, Rinne had half a mind to walk out and let him deal with it alone since he'd been so prideful. Hearing the 'please', which could mean anything, made him decide to stay.
So instead, he comes up behind him and wraps an arm around his waist, pressing his cheek against him. His own clothes were already damp from Raika's body earlier, so he just pulls him close to himself and gently tries to get his hand off his dick.
It's fine. Bros help out bros all the time. (they're not friends.)]
Aight, I gotcha. Let big brother Rinne make ya feel good now, Specs.
[She's definitely not familiar, but he's glad she's going along with it. Some people get too tense, and some get down and dirty on the first go. He can go with that, obviously, but he wanted to test the waters first.]
A cute face, a bubbly personality, and--
[He reaches out to take her hand, making an exaggerated bow so that he can press his lips to her knuckles. It's an act for the painting, mostly, but he grins against her skin before looking up.]
An irresistable appeal. Ain'tcha the whole package?
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[He definitely felt that hostile intent, chalk it up to instincts formed from their village martial arts, but he doesn't let it show with his own cheeky grin.]
Pure luck. I just saw a pretty lady and wanted to make sure she didn't get clocked.
[Didn't seem like he needed to though. He did have his instincts honed from being a hunter, but it's still dulled from years of not practicing. It's not entirely wrong that it's pure luck.]
Why don't we get outta here if we wanna talk, or are ya really cravin' those chocolates?
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Can you make it up to me? If I decide to go with you instead of getting those chocolates I want.
[ She sidesteps another who seems compelled to get those chocolates, to dare attempt to push her out of the way, grumbling about how they're taking up space. And though Coquelic could have easily taken them out with a punch to the throat or tossed them aside like a broken doll, she doesn't. There is a part of her, born from her upbringing in Garden, and the Underground by proxy, that tells her to hide her true self, her strength. ]
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[For better or worse, also he's not half as sweet or tasty. He does see the way she moves, tilting his head curiously as he also dodges the crowd. Yeah, no point sticking around.]
Yer pretty quick on yer feet. You a dancer?
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[Well, this girl is way tenser than he expected. This might actually not be as easy as he thought. Still, if he spooks her, she might attack him (accidentally). Last time he knew someone who got spooked someone got gutpunched and Rinne nearly had his arm pulled off. No spooking.
So he grips her hand gently, swinging it side by side slightly. You know, non-threatening.]
See? Easy, ain't it? This is how ya hold hands. Ain't as formal as a handshake.
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Ow, ow! Give a guy some time to recover!
[It's not really much of a complaint, despite how much he's whining, because he does try to untangle himself from the sheets. Unfortunately, like all beddings, these don't agree with having shoes in bed. For some reason, he had some leathers down there where he never would have.
He'll eventually succeed---! ... getting a socked foot out, the other leg is still tangled, and he has to crawl away a bit so he can try to roll to his knees now that he has one leg to help him.
He then looks around. Uh.]
Ah, shit. Not again. [He then turns to look at her.] Ain't suppose ya know Vegas, do ya?
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once she's finally free from her self-produced restraints, she crawls towards the nearest wall and sits up against it, breathless and a little dizzy. ]
Yeah. "Gambler's Paradise", right?
[ gambler's paradise. lost wages. sin city. there were many names for it. she's never personally been but has heard it referenced in many of the casinos she's found herself in. one of the gambling capitals in the world ( world = Earth ). she tilts her head back against the wall and closes her eyes for a beat. ]
Is that where we are? But how?
[ she's desperately trying to remember the events before this and the distress of being unable to starts bleeding into her face. her eyes flutter open, her face pinched with pained confusion, and she blinks up at the plated ceiling before tilting her chin down to look at him. ]
I thought it was uninhabitable like the rest of Ear—
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Why are you dressed like that?
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Why am I wearing this?!
she is too much i'm sorry
in the way realization starts warping her face with dread. ]
We didn’t … no. There’s no way.
[ no no no no absolutely not! this was some kind of joke. ha ha, very funny. right? faye looks to him for reassurance he can’t afford. right???? she swallows hard; her mouth has gone bone-dry. her voice sounds meek like she’s not about to blow her lid when she asks: ]
... ... did we?
it's ok he's not helping
[He just watched the whole panic attack right there, spending that time slowly extracting his other leg from the blanket mess until he comes free with yet another sock-clad foot. His nice leather shoes are now just tangled in there, never to be seen again.
She does look horrified, which has him sitting crosslegged on the floor, grinning.]
Hey wifey~ Looks like we got hitched. Kyaha~
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Huh? Sure, why not? Yer so polite. Ya know, with that kinda attitude, yer gonna get bullied here. Ya ever heard of people takin' advantage of the gullible?
[It's a yes or no question. He clings onto Deuce though, just because he does not want to be dropped. Sure, his height means he'll just end up being dragged with his feet scraping the floor if Deuce attempts it, but still.]
There it is!
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[Except he is. People remark on it all the time and Deuce can admit he falls for more tricks than he should. Standing in front of the door waits for Rinne to lean forward and open it. He's definitely getting a workout.]
But, I can deal with bullies if I have to.
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[He's going to--- lean forward again, make a nuisance of himself as he tries to turn the knob without falling off. Sure, he could ask Deuce to change positions, but this is fine. They'll be fine.
Probably.]
There we go!
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and then I found out I lost this one gdi me
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wrapping this up!
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Figured as much.
[Does this guy actually know? He's not sure. He could be just being intentionally vague, or he could be bluffing. Since he already knew he was bluffing about being J, he doesn't think the possibility is too farfetched.]
Ya look like a reasonable guy.
[Does he? He looks very shady and untrustworthy. It's the glasses. They look like something a shady dude in a back-alley would wear.]
Why not join forces with me? I just gotta find little Tako-chan and we can go for the treasure together. Split it 80-20, yea?
[Obviously, 80 is his.]
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How fortunate, I was just in the market for an alliance.
[ Never mind that he was previously only in the market for a way out of this watery labyrinth. He could make a detour for some treasure. ]
Though shouldn't the percentages more properly reflect the respective roles performed by each party?
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[Like, he thinks it's reasonable. He gets a lion's share for knowing about the treasure and inviting him, and he gets the rest because why not? He looks amused though, ready to hear his thoughts.
It wasn't like Rinne was taking the treasure hunt that seriously.]
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@tfy
Yeah, hate t'break it to ya, but I ain't got a clue what yer talkin' about. Also, I wouldn't have been able to warn ya, since I've been here for more than a month.
[He knows it doesn't make sense, but he knows what he knows, and that's Hiyori's words not ringing true for him because it wasn't something he experienced yet. He's already got the inkling from talking to others that time and space were both warped here, but there was something unusual he didn't expect when Hiyori started talking.
His tone had been playful at the start, but now, he speaks a little more seriously this time.]
Is this related to SS? So you remember me being part of that, and I didn't disappear?
[... That's weird. That's seriously weird. Hmm.]
How about that Knights kid-- Tsukinaga Leo. Was he there too?
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Huh?
[It's all he can do to repeat himself.]
A whole month? But that doesn't make any sense!
[However, would Rinne really tell such a baldfaced lie? Even if he would, it doesn't explain why he thinks Hiyori would buy something so obviously fake. There's got to be something else going on. Which means he needs to put on his thinking cap.
Basically, it's time for a pop quiz! You remember talking to your roommate last night inside your room, but he has no recollection and claims he's been elsewhere for a month! What's the likeliest cause of this?
A) He hit his head on a rock and suffered some memory loss.
B) He's extremely drunk, even though he literally just woke up!
C) This isn't the real Rinne-senpai at all, but an imposter!
D) It's Hiyori Tomoe who's wrong.
The last one can't be it. We can safely rule that one out. Which leaves A, B, and C. However, Hiyori can't smell any liquor on Rinne, nor does Rinne seem like an imposter. Which means it might be the memory loss one? He guesses?
Ugh. He shakes his fluffy head again. This is too confusing! He isn't coming to any conclusions on his own, so for now, he'll humor Rinne's question.]
In our room? No, of course he wasn't there. We worked together on a project recently, but I'm not too keen on having him over. He seems like he might draw on the walls and cause other trouble. But anyway, let's go back to your memory issue—since you don't remember last night, do you also not remember the qualifying round? You and Leo-kun were placed in the same region for that.
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[The way he speaks is gruffer now, voice lowered as he thinks on this. So there's a possibility that one could end up here, but also somewhere else? Since he appeared here before Hiyori, he would think he would be missing during the time in between. If Hiyori had come here from a time before him, maybe he'd chalk it up to picking him up from an earlier time.
Ugh, this needs some checking.]
Y'know, I never asked Lion-kun what he remembered. I thought we'd all have the same idea, but if yer sayin' we had a showdown and that we never left, this place is even more messed up than I thought.
All right! We're heading out, Hiyori-chan.
[He's demanding it, not sweet-talking him this time. Sometimes he's willing to indulge him, but this feels more urgent. He bounces back immediately when he says that, looking just as much as a confident dictatorial annoyance as he can be.]
I gotta check what's going on in the casino, and if I leave ya here, who knows what'll happen to ya. So get movin'.
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wrapping this up!
sounds like a plan
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@aphrodisiack
[Oh, so that's one of them.]
Don't worry, I ain't judgin'. I'll be yer Father Daddy if ya want~
[He's just teasing, but since she's already blushing and all, he places his hands on her shoulders and starts to nudge her to the confessionals. Man, she smells nice. He'd lean in, but that's weird, so he's just going to be pushy and annoying about his plan.]
Come on, come on, gotta confess your sins to your Unholy Bastard here!
@revoldress
[Wow, this guy is so prideful. He kind of wants to mess with him, but then he's also kind of in a pitiful state right now. Next time, next time he will. He looks fun to annoy.]
Aight! Want me t' beat yer meat? Ya look ready to explode.
[That's his helpful offer right there. You know, the one not meant to poke at his pride.]
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[ there's bite to that hissing insult, or... nibble? it could definitely sound more rude, anyway, especially when raika was already mid-undressing. the damp robe slipped off his shoulders, pooling around him in a wine stain-like burgundy on the white tile. his hand slips under the waistband of his boxer briefs, but predictably, his own hand curling around his dick does not quite take the edge off that it needs to. if anything it just makes it worse. fantastic.
hm. it's probably not a good idea to have no manners when what he really needed, like always, was results. ]
Please.
[ is that "please help me", "please shut the fuck up", or both? who knows. ]
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[Now he thinks he can tease. In any case, once the robe's off and his hand is around his cock, Rinne had half a mind to walk out and let him deal with it alone since he'd been so prideful. Hearing the 'please', which could mean anything, made him decide to stay.
So instead, he comes up behind him and wraps an arm around his waist, pressing his cheek against him. His own clothes were already damp from Raika's body earlier, so he just pulls him close to himself and gently tries to get his hand off his dick.
It's fine. Bros help out bros all the time. (they're not friends.)]
Aight, I gotcha. Let big brother Rinne make ya feel good now, Specs.
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@ca130
[She's definitely not familiar, but he's glad she's going along with it. Some people get too tense, and some get down and dirty on the first go. He can go with that, obviously, but he wanted to test the waters first.]
A cute face, a bubbly personality, and--
[He reaches out to take her hand, making an exaggerated bow so that he can press his lips to her knuckles. It's an act for the painting, mostly, but he grins against her skin before looking up.]
An irresistable appeal. Ain'tcha the whole package?