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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!
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. 💕
[ Of course he doesn’t hate her. While there is no love lost between him and the mage community — those pretentious fools who sat in their high towers tinkering with forbidden knowledge — he never could think of her as being like them. The memories he has of his past, of her, have faded, but there was…admiration. Feelings that never truly eroded with time even though his memories had. And being bonded to her as a Servant hadn’t done anything to lessen those feelings.
Besides — it’s hardly his place to judge her for the life she’s lived after what he did with his own.
No, no. The only person he truly judges himself. For giving into this, for allowing his emotions or this place or … whatever is happening now to get this far. Her initial lack of response has his insides turning over with guilt, and even though his want for her is intense, he almost pulls away.
But then she’s kissing him and threading fingers in his hair, and a light shudder moves down his spine. He wants more of that, and instead of slinking away in shame, he draws a brief, quivering breath and kisses her again. Slower. More intimate. But no less wanting for it. ]
[It's said that even with a catalyst it's not uncommon for Masters to summon Servants that have a similar type of "scar" on their hearts. If one were to pick that scar between Archer and Rin, it would perhaps be the "self loathing". While Archer hides his with sarcasm and bitterness, Rin hides hers with arrogance and stubbornness. It's also one of the reasons why they work so well together while simultaneously getting their wires crossed like this.
Ah, but he'd never let himself succumb like this normally, right? There has to be something taking advantage of him. Maybe it was something he ate? Something he inhaled? Maybe it's the candles, like she suspected earlier.
Before Rin allows the kiss to get any deeper she takes hold of his shoulder, and gives him a bit of a push. Just enough to break their kiss, yet keep Archer close. She'll still feel the breaths he doesn't need to take warm on her skin. He'll still be the only thing she can see. Blocking out the rest of the world.]
Hey. Get on your back, would you? You're big.
[Bossy, and she offers no other explanation. Rin Tohsaka has never been particularly kind or overly soft with Archer. She won't start now. If he some how deluded himself into liking her, it's not because she was anything worth liking. So no need to change it. No need to think about it. Instead, she'll... simply fulfill a request. The one still active in her Watch.]
[ He wouldn’t do this ordinarily, no. And some part of him, even now, is aware of it. That there is something at play here that is nudging him to feel and do things he wouldn’t normally allow. This place hasn’t been shy in advertising what it’s all about so he could have predicted something like this.
What he couldn’t have predicted is seeing her again. Especially not after the finality of bidding her farewell and having his own arm grafted onto that boy’s shoulder.
He feels the push against his shoulder, and his breath stutters briefly from air his lunga don’t actually need. He looks at her for a moment, and while it does occur to him that he could be stubborn and refuse her…he finds he doesn’t want to.
Rolling off of her carefully, Archer’s back sinks into the mattress as he looks up at the ceiling. Again, he thinks he shouldn’t do this. That he should maintain the boundary of magus and Servant, that it would be better to keep those lines exactly where they are.
[He's... surprisingly affectionate. As if her obliviousness was a wedge hammered into an already cracked dam. A wall to force back an ocean of feelings. Rin's unsure if she can accept it. Not because she doesn't want to, but because she may not deserve it. Tohsaka tilts her head just-so. That way when he brings her close he misses her lips ad catches her cheek. This gives her just enough time to recover.
Taking it upon herself to get properly settled, Rin straddles his torso. A knee sinking into the bed linens and scattered roses on either side of him. He's like a dream. A spread of chocolate and cherry. Sweet, tart, and a hint of dark bitterness that isn't displeasing. The only thing that cuts through the romantic view are his eyes of steel. Once a golden brown now faded to grey. Like the blades embedded on that lonely hill in her dreams.
Rin leans in. When she reciprocates his kiss it's on the line of his jaw. Peppered and trailing back toward his ear. After all the well of want, of desire, is not only his to bear.]
[ He's trying to distract himself, really. Because if he lets himself think about what they're doing, what he's done, he might actually panic. Not because he can't grasp the rudiments of sex...but rather due to the fact that it's her.
He can manage other compromising situations handily enough. In fact, he's done it already since arriving here, with people he didn't even know. But he wasn't...prepared for this. For what being with her in this context would make him feel.
It's why there's a touch of uncertainty when she turns her head to the side. Perhaps he was too bold? Maybe she doesn't actually want to do this, in spite of her original offer? One could hardly blame her considering the mess he clearly made of his life and everything that came after it.
He thinks these things, and yet, she still decides to take her place on top of him. He stares at her for a moment, and it seems...surreal. Like some kind of fantasy that might have played out in his head when he was young. He can feel the warmth of her, though, a sharp contrast to the cold metal he's been surrounded by for time immemorial, and he has to hold his breath when he feels her lips ghost along the line of his jaw. He doesn't have to breathe (conveniently), but it's the kind of gentle tease that has the muscles coiling tight beneath her.
She tells him to undress, and that's...well...
The next logical step, isn't it?
He blinks once, and there is a pause as he tries...not to look as self-conscious as he feels. His outift has a few layers that require unwrapping so he does his best to shrug out of the top. He can only go so far with her straddling him though, at which point, he looks at her.
[It also doesn't help that he's draped in the skirt of her dress. It has to be hiked up and pushed to the side so she can reach him below her. Perhaps mounting him like this was a terrible idea, but Rin usually prefers the control (and the easy-out if she wants to flee) of being on top. After pushing away the white fabric of her dress, along with the volume provided by the petticoat underneath, she begins to undo the ties of his hakama. The integrated ties first, and then the obi underneath... Her work is diligent, but slow.]
—You got pretty big, you know that?
[She likes it, frankly, but at the moment his size is pretty annoying. Being bigger means he's more difficult to just man-handle and get what she wants out of him. Though for now she is able to loosen his bottoms and push open his top after untying the string that keeps the folds closed. Small, warm hands push away the silken fabric of his wedding kimono to expose his broad chest.]
The layers of clothing are slowly peeled away, and one might almost think, based on how docile he’s acting, that there was some manner of sorcery at play here. That they were still contracted, with Rin securely holding his leash. But really, the truth is more complex. He’s still grappling with what he's feeling, and apart from not wanting to compromise himself further by saying something dumb…he couldn’t bring himself to tell her 'no' again, even if he wanted to.
The comment about his size snaps him briefly out of the tangled swirl of his own thoughts, and he…blinks once. Unsure of how to take that or...respond to it.
He clears his throat gently, finally, and says- ]
We all grow up, eventually.
[ Archer did significantly more than just get taller, though, which becomes even more obvious once Rin pushes back his clothes enough to see and feel his torso. He's all muscle beneath the modest clothing he'd chosen to wear, and while there is no scar where she would have healed the wound he received from Lancer, there are others. Signs of a life lived in conflict before he ever died. He was never very good at caring about himself, and this is the result. His body was only ever a tool to him, a means to achieve his desired ends, which is why he was willing to break and bleed and push himself to and past his own limits.
Unfortunately, he never did actually grow out of his childish dreams. Not until it was much too late. ]
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Besides — it’s hardly his place to judge her for the life she’s lived after what he did with his own.
No, no. The only person he truly judges himself. For giving into this, for allowing his emotions or this place or … whatever is happening now to get this far. Her initial lack of response has his insides turning over with guilt, and even though his want for her is intense, he almost pulls away.
But then she’s kissing him and threading fingers in his hair, and a light shudder moves down his spine. He wants more of that, and instead of slinking away in shame, he draws a brief, quivering breath and kisses her again. Slower. More intimate. But no less wanting for it. ]
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Ah, but he'd never let himself succumb like this normally, right? There has to be something taking advantage of him. Maybe it was something he ate? Something he inhaled? Maybe it's the candles, like she suspected earlier.
Before Rin allows the kiss to get any deeper she takes hold of his shoulder, and gives him a bit of a push. Just enough to break their kiss, yet keep Archer close. She'll still feel the breaths he doesn't need to take warm on her skin. He'll still be the only thing she can see. Blocking out the rest of the world.]
Hey. Get on your back, would you? You're big.
[Bossy, and she offers no other explanation. Rin Tohsaka has never been particularly kind or overly soft with Archer. She won't start now. If he some how deluded himself into liking her, it's not because she was anything worth liking. So no need to change it. No need to think about it. Instead, she'll... simply fulfill a request. The one still active in her Watch.]
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What he couldn’t have predicted is seeing her again. Especially not after the finality of bidding her farewell and having his own arm grafted onto that boy’s shoulder.
He feels the push against his shoulder, and his breath stutters briefly from air his lunga don’t actually need. He looks at her for a moment, and while it does occur to him that he could be stubborn and refuse her…he finds he doesn’t want to.
Rolling off of her carefully, Archer’s back sinks into the mattress as he looks up at the ceiling. Again, he thinks he shouldn’t do this. That he should maintain the boundary of magus and Servant, that it would be better to keep those lines exactly where they are.
Instead, he tugs her over to kiss her again. ]
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Taking it upon herself to get properly settled, Rin straddles his torso. A knee sinking into the bed linens and scattered roses on either side of him. He's like a dream. A spread of chocolate and cherry. Sweet, tart, and a hint of dark bitterness that isn't displeasing. The only thing that cuts through the romantic view are his eyes of steel. Once a golden brown now faded to grey. Like the blades embedded on that lonely hill in her dreams.
Rin leans in. When she reciprocates his kiss it's on the line of his jaw. Peppered and trailing back toward his ear. After all the well of want, of desire, is not only his to bear.]
Undress for me next, Archer.
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He can manage other compromising situations handily enough. In fact, he's done it already since arriving here, with people he didn't even know. But he wasn't...prepared for this. For what being with her in this context would make him feel.
It's why there's a touch of uncertainty when she turns her head to the side. Perhaps he was too bold? Maybe she doesn't actually want to do this, in spite of her original offer? One could hardly blame her considering the mess he clearly made of his life and everything that came after it.
He thinks these things, and yet, she still decides to take her place on top of him. He stares at her for a moment, and it seems...surreal. Like some kind of fantasy that might have played out in his head when he was young. He can feel the warmth of her, though, a sharp contrast to the cold metal he's been surrounded by for time immemorial, and he has to hold his breath when he feels her lips ghost along the line of his jaw. He doesn't have to breathe (conveniently), but it's the kind of gentle tease that has the muscles coiling tight beneath her.
She tells him to undress, and that's...well...
The next logical step, isn't it?
He blinks once, and there is a pause as he tries...not to look as self-conscious as he feels. His outift has a few layers that require unwrapping so he does his best to shrug out of the top. He can only go so far with her straddling him though, at which point, he looks at her.
He can't get it all off like this. ]
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—You got pretty big, you know that?
[She likes it, frankly, but at the moment his size is pretty annoying. Being bigger means he's more difficult to just man-handle and get what she wants out of him. Though for now she is able to loosen his bottoms and push open his top after untying the string that keeps the folds closed. Small, warm hands push away the silken fabric of his wedding kimono to expose his broad chest.]
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The layers of clothing are slowly peeled away, and one might almost think, based on how docile he’s acting, that there was some manner of sorcery at play here. That they were still contracted, with Rin securely holding his leash. But really, the truth is more complex. He’s still grappling with what he's feeling, and apart from not wanting to compromise himself further by saying something dumb…he couldn’t bring himself to tell her 'no' again, even if he wanted to.
The comment about his size snaps him briefly out of the tangled swirl of his own thoughts, and he…blinks once. Unsure of how to take that or...respond to it.
He clears his throat gently, finally, and says- ]
We all grow up, eventually.
[ Archer did significantly more than just get taller, though, which becomes even more obvious once Rin pushes back his clothes enough to see and feel his torso. He's all muscle beneath the modest clothing he'd chosen to wear, and while there is no scar where she would have healed the wound he received from Lancer, there are others. Signs of a life lived in conflict before he ever died. He was never very good at caring about himself, and this is the result. His body was only ever a tool to him, a means to achieve his desired ends, which is why he was willing to break and bleed and push himself to and past his own limits.
Unfortunately, he never did actually grow out of his childish dreams. Not until it was much too late. ]