[ ooc: hello there! as a blanket note, here are general permissions and here is a kinklist of things that i am more than happy to write (whether eiden is happy is up for debate!) no real cws for me, but please let me know if there is anything i ought to warn for for you! anyways... i am excited to play with you all!!! ]
THE RESORT (EVENS) | rise and shine.
[ well. eiden is honestly used to sleeping with other people of varying builds, so really, this could be anyone back where he's from right now. he is sleeping like the most precious little angel, be glad he is wearing a robe right now.
of course, you can push him off the bed or throw him or whatever, he truly is just In Dreamland right now. if we are stuck cuddling here, we are stuck cuddling here and you are enabling that. i'm sorry this isn't any more interesting. for continuity's sake i'll run with the first person to tag this as game canon, but feel free to tag it for tdm purposes/voice-testing purposes! ]
THE RESORT (EVENS) | 7 minutes in heaven.
[ eiden is meandering around wearing a pair of sweatpants and this shirt when he ends up shut into a closet with someone else. as the ghosts are chanting "kiss kiss kiss" like this is high school all over again, he just rubs his neck with a little with a tired laugh. ]
This isn't really what I expected when I walked out of the door today. Talk about demanding...
THE RESORT | sham-me, sham-you, sham-mud masks!
[ well, of course eiden showered himself clean before getting into the giant communal soup tub. as he squints reading the little message on the jars, his eyes widen a bit. huh. he'll spot whoever happens to be nearby that might be about to put it on and will wave before they get the chance to. hang on! ]
Hey. You want a partner to put this stuff on?
[ sometimes. you accidentally enhance your already naturally occurring pheromones okay. eiden can't help that his essence from back home already sort of radiates wildly off him. while usually it's maybe a few of his clan members who might be able to detect it so readily, the soap he's used prior makes the heady, warm scent far stronger, especially in the steam of the bath. ]
LOVE DOVE (NIGHT) | sex toys get lonely too.
[ and far be it from eiden, a creator of sex toys, to deny them their due. not that he knows they're due much of anything. all he wanted to do was have a look at the merchandise, maybe see what the competition (HELLO?) looks like. he wants to admire some good craftsmanship, okay?
except he perhaps gets into a little more trouble than he'd like to. especially because the loneliness is really just making them super aggressive. eiden doesn't expect to turn a corner and get tackled by a fucking dildo to the face. actually, it's like a whole pack of rabid dildos? yeah.
yeah this isn't really how he imagined those fantasies where he gets the birthday bukakke of his dreams. instead, as he tries to shout out for some kind of assistance, the damn thing shoves itself into his mouth. his gag reflex is, of course, nearly non-existent, which seems to delight the dildo pressing down his throat. it's shocking enough that it knocks him down and he tries to yank it out while another is already trying to push against his ass.
thankfully, area man wears pants, so it's really just trying to squirm in from the waist. his belt is saving his life from being spitroasted by two lonely dildos while the rest just kind of try and shove themselves wherever. ears. nose. this is so awful. please save him. ]
GAME ROOMS | dirty dice.
[ of course eiden is here! he's just sipping on his drink while dressed in a shimmery blue suit. there is no shirt underneath it, just the v of his bare chest and a neon gem around his neck, laying there against his skin. he is happy to have a good time, and points to the dice at whoever happens to look interested in joining him. ]
eiden | nu: carnival
THE RESORT (EVENS) | rise and shine.
[ well. eiden is honestly used to sleeping with other people of varying builds, so really, this could be anyone back where he's from right now. he is sleeping like the most precious little angel, be glad he is wearing a robe right now.
of course, you can push him off the bed or throw him or whatever, he truly is just In Dreamland right now. if we are stuck cuddling here, we are stuck cuddling here and you are enabling that. i'm sorry this isn't any more interesting. for continuity's sake i'll run with the first person to tag this as game canon, but feel free to tag it for tdm purposes/voice-testing purposes! ]
THE RESORT (EVENS) | 7 minutes in heaven.
[ eiden is meandering around wearing a pair of sweatpants and this shirt when he ends up shut into a closet with someone else. as the ghosts are chanting "kiss kiss kiss" like this is high school all over again, he just rubs his neck with a little with a tired laugh. ]
This isn't really what I expected when I walked out of the door today. Talk about demanding...
THE RESORT | sham-me, sham-you, sham-mud masks!
[ well, of course eiden showered himself clean before getting into the giant communal
souptub. as he squints reading the little message on the jars, his eyes widen a bit. huh. he'll spot whoever happens to be nearby that might be about to put it on and will wave before they get the chance to. hang on! ]Hey. You want a partner to put this stuff on?
[ sometimes. you accidentally enhance your already naturally occurring pheromones okay. eiden can't help that his essence from back home already sort of radiates wildly off him. while usually it's maybe a few of his clan members who might be able to detect it so readily, the soap he's used prior makes the heady, warm scent far stronger, especially in the steam of the bath. ]
LOVE DOVE (NIGHT) | sex toys get lonely too.
[ and far be it from eiden, a creator of sex toys, to deny them their due. not that he knows they're due much of anything. all he wanted to do was have a look at the merchandise, maybe see what the competition (HELLO?) looks like. he wants to admire some good craftsmanship, okay?
except he perhaps gets into a little more trouble than he'd like to. especially because the loneliness is really just making them super aggressive. eiden doesn't expect to turn a corner and get tackled by a fucking dildo to the face. actually, it's like a whole pack of rabid dildos? yeah.
yeah this isn't really how he imagined those fantasies where he gets the birthday bukakke of his dreams. instead, as he tries to shout out for some kind of assistance, the damn thing shoves itself into his mouth. his gag reflex is, of course, nearly non-existent, which seems to delight the dildo pressing down his throat. it's shocking enough that it knocks him down and he tries to yank it out while another is already trying to push against his ass.
thankfully, area man wears pants, so it's really just trying to squirm in from the waist. his belt is saving his life from being spitroasted by two lonely dildos while the rest just kind of try and shove themselves wherever. ears. nose. this is so awful. please save him. ]
GAME ROOMS | dirty dice.
[ of course eiden is here! he's just sipping on his drink while dressed in a shimmery blue suit. there is no shirt underneath it, just the v of his bare chest and a neon gem around his neck, laying there against his skin. he is happy to have a good time, and points to the dice at whoever happens to look interested in joining him. ]
This is my kinda gambling.