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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. 💕
[ No, it isn't, and there's a part of her that considers thumping him for the cheek, but she doesn't. She knows that she needs to behave at least a little bit, if only so that she can get out of here, and she does very much want to get out of here. Picking a fight has to go on the backburner, no matter what her frayed nerves and claustrophobia and frustration have to say about it.
And he is, annoyingly, a good kiss. He lets her take the lead, but his lips are steady, and confident, and she just reaches up to tangle her fingers in his hair to hold him in place. Works her mouth slowly against him, stroking her tongue briefly with his, but then biting his bottom lip and giving it a tug. Telling him through her silent motions that this is her show, and she'll behave only how she wants to. Like a loosely collared dog.
At least his hands aren't moving. She'll give him credit for that. And so after a moment's hesitation, she hooks her legs around his thighs and pulls him a little closer. A part of her, reluctantly, is warming. She hasn't had nearly as much physical affection in her life as she might like, and sometimes her body gets a little greedy for it. ]
[ A soft chuckle is muffled against her mouth when she bites down on his lip again. But when he feels her legs hook around him, he angles in a little closer, his thigh and hip pressed between her legs to help her brace more securely.
It’s only then he lets one hand lift, sliding up her arm to cup against her cheek - careful, a gentle contrast to the roughness of their kiss. He makes sure its the hand farthest from the painting so he doesn’t actually block any of the show - which had been the point here to begin with. But he does let his fingers slide back to tangle in her hair at the nape of her neck as he kisses her. Makes a soft sound into the kiss, enjoying it, even as he tries to coax her along with him. ]
[ He just keeps laughing, doesn't he? She really is going to have to train him to behave if this is going to keep being a thing - but why would it have to keep being a thing? She tells herself that this is just a one and done. Just to get out of this elevator and on with her life. That's all she needs to worry about. So where did that thought come from?
Don't worry about it. She does enjoy the way she strokes her neck, and her hair, a little bit more. Tilts her head, moves her a little closer, and she'll let him pull that off this time. Keeps kissing, a little more slowly, almost sweetly, as much as she can approach that realm. She's not sure that she has it in her any more, if she ever did, but she's trying. Trying to sell it, so that the painting will let them go. That's all.
That's why her fingers slide into his hair to play with it, to rake her nails across his scalp. That's why her legs stay hooked around him, keeping him closer. That's why she makes a hot little huff into his mouth, not unhappy. All for the show. Yeah. ]
[ Hey, he can’t help it, he’s a happy guy. He’s also a bit of a tease, so the reactions he gets from her are very entertaining to say the least.
She reminds him a little of Shamir, who had definitely never been stupid enough to give him the time of day, other than putting him on his ass in training - and not in the fun way. Unfortunately.
But when she leans into his touch, he smiles into the kiss and gives her more of it. Cards his fingers through her hair, shivering a little when she feels her nails rake lightly against his scalp. He makes a soft sound of delight at that, the sound muffled into the kiss.
His other hand slides from her hip and carefully makes its way north, over her stomach, tracing her ribs. He pauses, hovering, just beneath her breast. A silent request for permission. Waiting to see if she was okay being touched there before he accidentally tripped over a line she didn’t want crossed. ]
[ There was a non-zero chance he'd end up on his ass sooner or later, but so far, she was operating under the assumption that if she didn't play nice, she'd end up regretting it. And she wasn't out for that. Not yet. Not until she knew what the consequences might be. Being trapped in an elevator? That was a bad start, but she had a feeling the kind of people that could deliver someone kidnapped and oblivious into this place were capable of even more.
And he isn't a bad kisser, she will grant him. Warm lips, and the way that he trembles under her nails brings her a little bit of satisfaction. Alright, he's cute. She'll admit it. Enough that she keeps her nails playing over him, and nibbles at his bottom lip.
Enough, too, that when he lets his hand climb her body she doesn't immediately grab him and bend a finger backwards. It's been a minute since she's let a man's hands wander over her body like that, but she can't deny a certain warmth crawling over her in the path of his fingers.
So she just draws back, her lips brushing against his, as she reaches down to lightly wrap her fingers around his wrist. ]
[ His hand stills when he feels her fingers wrap around his wrist, not closing those last few inches to make contact in the direction he’d been meandering.
But her words have a playful grin quirking across his lips. Aww. She thinks he’s pretty.
But he’s still playing along, well aware of the show they’re meant to be giving here. This might not be the something ‘cute’ the portrait had intended, but he didn’t typically do cute and he hoped this might be something she’d be more comfortable with than any of the other ideas he’d tried to come up with. ]
Let me touch you. Let me make you feel good. I want to hear you moan.
[ There’s a definite lack of a please there, however. Even as he tempts her with what he wants to do instead. ]
[ On the one hand, she wasn't giving him a lot of room to fight against her grip, but she's smart enough to know that he's a strapping young lad. Big, and tough, and probably plenty strong. If he wanted to keep pushing, he could probably do just that. So the fact that he doesn't? That he listens? That gets him points.
Of course, that smug little grin might lose him a couple. Even if he does look good.
She sighs a little. The words are almost tempting. There's a throb between her legs that she's almost resenting, more than anything else, but he seems confident enough that he can do something about it. A part of her wants to let him.
Instead she bites his ear. Tugs on the shell of it with her teeth. ]
[ He gives a short, choked groan at the bite, relishing the sharp sting of it, before he gives another throaty chuckle. And maybe purposefully rocks against her again, hips grinding in a slow rolling motion. ]
You said to ask nicely. Which I did. [ For him? That was very nice. ] You never mentioned anything about begging.
[ Not that he wouldn’t. But he wanted to see how far he could push. And how far she would push back in response. Testing the waters was half the fun. ]
[ Oh, she doesn't miss that, either, pretty boy. She can feel him tense, feel his hips squirm, and she growls a little, because that's still pushing the line a little. Not that she can blame him, she supposes. They aren't exactly in the midst of easy to read signals, here.
But she is going to reach up, pulling his hair a little and jerking him back to meet his gaze, stubbornly. ]
Come on, you were raised right, weren't you? [ He has the look of it. Wealthy, comfortable family, probably two parents to raise him. Not struggling on the street, where manners weren't easy to come by. ] Ask nice. Please and thank yous. So be a good boy.
[ She might have some of her assumptions spot on, but there had never been anything ‘comfortable’ about his family or upbringing. And he’d struggled from a far younger age than most. He could bristle about being ‘raised right’, because those words stabbed uncomfortably close to truth, to wounds long and carefully buried. But he knew how to play the game, knew how to don the mask of polite civility, dance the tune of a gentleman.
Even if he still wasn’t convinced that was what she actually wanted.
But he surrenders to her demand, to the sharper tug on his hair, the firm look in her eyes. Because he’s well aware what he likes and those certainly count among them. ]
I feel like I should be honest and point out that I’m very much not a good boy and never have been. [ But he can follow directions. When he feels like it. ] But please let me touch you, let me taste you. And I’ll thank you afterwards.
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And he is, annoyingly, a good kiss. He lets her take the lead, but his lips are steady, and confident, and she just reaches up to tangle her fingers in his hair to hold him in place. Works her mouth slowly against him, stroking her tongue briefly with his, but then biting his bottom lip and giving it a tug. Telling him through her silent motions that this is her show, and she'll behave only how she wants to. Like a loosely collared dog.
At least his hands aren't moving. She'll give him credit for that. And so after a moment's hesitation, she hooks her legs around his thighs and pulls him a little closer. A part of her, reluctantly, is warming. She hasn't had nearly as much physical affection in her life as she might like, and sometimes her body gets a little greedy for it. ]
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It’s only then he lets one hand lift, sliding up her arm to cup against her cheek - careful, a gentle contrast to the roughness of their kiss. He makes sure its the hand farthest from the painting so he doesn’t actually block any of the show - which had been the point here to begin with. But he does let his fingers slide back to tangle in her hair at the nape of her neck as he kisses her. Makes a soft sound into the kiss, enjoying it, even as he tries to coax her along with him. ]
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Don't worry about it. She does enjoy the way she strokes her neck, and her hair, a little bit more. Tilts her head, moves her a little closer, and she'll let him pull that off this time. Keeps kissing, a little more slowly, almost sweetly, as much as she can approach that realm. She's not sure that she has it in her any more, if she ever did, but she's trying. Trying to sell it, so that the painting will let them go. That's all.
That's why her fingers slide into his hair to play with it, to rake her nails across his scalp. That's why her legs stay hooked around him, keeping him closer. That's why she makes a hot little huff into his mouth, not unhappy. All for the show. Yeah. ]
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She reminds him a little of Shamir, who had definitely never been stupid enough to give him the time of day, other than putting him on his ass in training - and not in the fun way. Unfortunately.
But when she leans into his touch, he smiles into the kiss and gives her more of it. Cards his fingers through her hair, shivering a little when she feels her nails rake lightly against his scalp. He makes a soft sound of delight at that, the sound muffled into the kiss.
His other hand slides from her hip and carefully makes its way north, over her stomach, tracing her ribs. He pauses, hovering, just beneath her breast. A silent request for permission. Waiting to see if she was okay being touched there before he accidentally tripped over a line she didn’t want crossed. ]
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And he isn't a bad kisser, she will grant him. Warm lips, and the way that he trembles under her nails brings her a little bit of satisfaction. Alright, he's cute. She'll admit it. Enough that she keeps her nails playing over him, and nibbles at his bottom lip.
Enough, too, that when he lets his hand climb her body she doesn't immediately grab him and bend a finger backwards. It's been a minute since she's let a man's hands wander over her body like that, but she can't deny a certain warmth crawling over her in the path of his fingers.
So she just draws back, her lips brushing against his, as she reaches down to lightly wrap her fingers around his wrist. ]
You want it? Ask nicely, pretty boy.
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But her words have a playful grin quirking across his lips. Aww. She thinks he’s pretty.
But he’s still playing along, well aware of the show they’re meant to be giving here. This might not be the something ‘cute’ the portrait had intended, but he didn’t typically do cute and he hoped this might be something she’d be more comfortable with than any of the other ideas he’d tried to come up with. ]
Let me touch you. Let me make you feel good. I want to hear you moan.
[ There’s a definite lack of a please there, however. Even as he tempts her with what he wants to do instead. ]
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Of course, that smug little grin might lose him a couple. Even if he does look good.
She sighs a little. The words are almost tempting. There's a throb between her legs that she's almost resenting, more than anything else, but he seems confident enough that he can do something about it. A part of her wants to let him.
Instead she bites his ear. Tugs on the shell of it with her teeth. ]
You're missing a please.
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You said to ask nicely. Which I did. [ For him? That was very nice. ] You never mentioned anything about begging.
[ Not that he wouldn’t. But he wanted to see how far he could push. And how far she would push back in response. Testing the waters was half the fun. ]
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But she is going to reach up, pulling his hair a little and jerking him back to meet his gaze, stubbornly. ]
Come on, you were raised right, weren't you? [ He has the look of it. Wealthy, comfortable family, probably two parents to raise him. Not struggling on the street, where manners weren't easy to come by. ] Ask nice. Please and thank yous. So be a good boy.
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Even if he still wasn’t convinced that was what she actually wanted.
But he surrenders to her demand, to the sharper tug on his hair, the firm look in her eyes. Because he’s well aware what he likes and those certainly count among them. ]
I feel like I should be honest and point out that I’m very much not a good boy and never have been. [ But he can follow directions. When he feels like it. ] But please let me touch you, let me taste you. And I’ll thank you afterwards.