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TDM 01
▶ TEST DRIVE 1: 2.0 IS HERE
▶ TEST DRIVE 1: 3.0 IS NOW LIVE HERE
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Unfortunately, due to high demand during the holiday season, we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We deeply 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 during this time.
As a token of our appreciation we have issued 4 CLOTHING VOUCHERS and 4 FOOD VOUCHERS to your account that can be used at many of our locations. Complimentary chips have also been applied to your bank account.
You will be notified as soon as your reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We sincerely hope you enjoy your stay. 】
EVENS
EVENS
Soft. Warm. Cozy.
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
ODDS
ODDS
A bird cries in the distance. Water beads trickle down chilled flesh. Itch itch itch—something pokes your bare ass.
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
“Yes, brilliant idea, it’s a naked party! Whoohoo! Come on everyone. Take your clothes off. All of them! Naked party, naked party, naked party!”
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Characters will wake up in either a rank 2 room or in the Vale. We ask that you pick one arrival for your character for consistency sake. If you can't choose we suggest using an RNG and letting it pick evens or odds.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
MAIN LOBBY
MAIN LOBBY
The Peacock is buzzing with excitement! The massive main lobby is especially spectacular with golden streamers, dazzling lanterns, glittering ornaments, and cheerful music. There doesn’t seem to be one particular holiday being celebrated with the general theme being winter and holiday. An amalgamate like this resort simply couldn’t select one thing and had to go for everything (more is always better). The hallways and aisles are packed with streams of guests in ostentatious outfits. One can’t swing a cat without hitting someone*.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
"Have you all heard about the Peacock’s annual wish tradition? No? I’m an old-timer around here, let me tell you … see those little jars hanging amongst the lights? You’re supposed to write down your heart’s desire on a piece of paper and stick it into the jar. Then, take a match and light it on fire. They say if you do that you’ll get your desire within the next 12 months. Me? I’m wishing for an older babe, a high rank babe, to become my sugar momma… what, doing it together with someone? Sure. They say that if you do it with someone you’ll have a fated connection forevermore. So don’t do it with someone you don’t like, hah!"
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
RED CARDINAL
RED CARDINAL
Those looking to escape from the crowds will find respite in Red Cardinal. Despite being busier than usual, this particular bar remains serene with guests calmly enjoying food and drink. The decorations are minimal with a few red hanging paper lanterns. The proprietress, a handsome woman in her forties, works the bar while watching all guests with an eagle eye. Guests can be loud and out of control in the hallways; they aren’t going to behave that way in her bar.
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players can submit five threads where their character collects a gold ring with their application to receive a bonus upon acceptance. Players should include these links beneath their sample with a note that they are for the 5 Gold Ring game.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
LOVE DOVE
LOVE DOVE
Love Dove, the resort's largest department store, is running a massive end of the year sale. All items are between 50% - 70% off, which is a massive bargain for those that are tight on chips!
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
LOVE DOVE (AT NIGHT)
LOVE DOVE ... AT NIGHT
For all the joy that comes with celebrating the holidays, the jubilant atmosphere can evoke loneliness in one's heart. There are many different kinds of loneliness. The melencholy of missing someone that's died. Sorrow from being parted from your family. The ache of watching the one you love celebrating with someone else. The mourning of being left behind by a friend. These feelings are fleeting in the resort—luxury and hedonism are great distractions—but where do they go after that?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ How mask abilities manifest in the wearer is totally up to you. For example, the way a Heart mask wearer senses emotions can vary from character to character. There is no one right way to apply the prompt.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
CASINO FLOOR
CASINO FLOOR
The Phoenix Casino has been transformed into a winter wonderland. Trademark royal blue has been replaced by shades of gold and white with pops of bright red lanterns. Guests in elaborate masks and costumes mesh together and then part, reveling in pretending to be someone else for a little while.
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
GAME ROOMS
GAME ROOMS
The resort has arranged for four special events during the masquerade. These events take place in private rooms away from the bustle of the main party. There is no advertising about what is in each room and many guests are swept into the momentum. Highly trained staff tending to the door will be quick in prepping wildcards who wander in, giving them little time to realize what exactly they’ve stumbled into before it begins.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players should mod NPCs and dealers as they like. Characters may win big with medium and large payouts when gambling. They can also lose big as well!
▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
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▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
▶ Feel free to make up other special games as well! Players, as always, are encouraged to be creative and have fun.
OOC NOTES
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Konoha | JINBA
[There is a lot happening, here in what seems like a rainforest where some people are playing a sexy roleplaying game and other people have just awoken in a strange, strange place. You can certainly be forgiven for feeling disoriented. There are sounds all around, from the giggle of "hunters" and the cries of birds to the pitter patter of rain and the suck of mud on trudging legs. But as you search for a way out... you might hear the sound of crying, instead. And if you follow that sound... you will encounter a naked centaur half strung up by a thick rope tight around her back left fetlock. The tree branch its looped over is... really straining under a half ton of weight, so maybe if she just thrashed it would break and she could struggle free? But for the moment... she seems to just be straining to try and keep her mud-splattered forehooves half on the ground, her sobs muffled in her hands.]
02 ↣ LOBBY/HALLS [HAVE YOU SEEN-?] ↣ 必死な母親
[After the Vale, after finally escaping a sudden naked orgy and getting to her assigned suite to find... what passed for clothing... Konoha has something she must do. Which is why, in the midst of many other new "guests" trying to get answers from the hotel staff, in the crowded halls... A centaur wearing a very questionable T-shirt (that's the one she picked?) is stopping almost everyone that catches her eye, a desperate look upon her face. She may even try to grab others by the shoulder or clasp their hands, anything to get their attention so that she can ask,]
Please... Have you seen any other jinba here? I mean- "centaurs", have you seen any other centaurs here?
03 ↣ THE RED CARDINAL [NICE TO MEET YOU] ↣ ご挨拶
[Eventually... she has to stop. No one has seen her husband. No one has seen any children, let alone hers. Crying anymore isn't going to get her home, or solve anything... Yet that just leaves her wandering the resort in a daze, a numb attempt to do something useful like "at least understand where I'm stuck now" that only comes to a pause when her two stomachs start rumbling and a restaurant hostess overhears, inviting her in to... what kind of feels like the first place she's seen here that isn't covered in gold leaf.
It's not the easiest thing, to seat a centaur in a crowded restaurant, but they find a corner seat eventually where they can move the chair out of the way for her to just sit her rump on the floor and soon enough... Another Wildcard is brought to that table. The side with a chair, thankfully. By this time, Konoha is several courses deep into the delicious food and feeling just a bit more like herself... Though, maybe the sweet wine has something to do with that?]
Ah... Are you a "Wildcard", too?
[She starts to bow, then... wait, should she offer a handshake instead? She's not sure... So, quick, what she is sure about...]
Nice to meet you... My name is Konoha...
04 ↣ MASQUERADE [PHANTOM HANDS (🔞?)] ↣ 幽霊の感触が寒い
[ooc: open to this seguewaying into Game Rooms!]
[She is in no mood for a masquerade... But a masquerade is where she is, wearing a purple mask and a simple green dress hiked up and folded around her withers. She is no mood for games, either, but... If she does not follow along, if she doesn't... play, then. What? They cannot go home? She has to at least... look. But this sort of place... it's overwhelming for a farmwife from the countryside, all dazzling lights, shining colors, loud noises, and strange scents. It's made even more uncomfortable by the fact that this farmwife is... about seven feet tall, and she has to be careful where she steps because her hooves could easily break someone's toe.
Unfortunately... Just when she gets up the courage to start looking at some of the gaming tables, leaning over others' shoulders and heads to take a look... a phantom hand suddenly slaps her bay rump. And far too like a horse for her comfort... Konoha kicks out with her back leg before she even realizes what she's done.]
06 ↣ RANK 2 SUITE [(🔞?)] ↣ 帰る方法になるなら
[It is dark, in the room she has been "assigned" in the basement of this hotel she never wanted to go to, in this land she never wanted to see that was so focused on a game she did not wish to play. It's pretending that it's night, even though Konoha had looked around as best she could and still couldn't find any actual windows to an outside with a sun and moon to tell her what time it was. But she is not sleeping. She can't sleep, even though it has been days since her arrival now, and she really should. The twin beds in the cramped suite are not... they weren't built with centaurs in mind. She pities her roommate(s), though she barely knows them. Still... She cannot stop thinking.
... 52. If they lay with 52 people, collected all the "cards", could they truly go home? Was that the only way? Konoha turns the number over and over in her mind, she doesn't know how long... until finally, there is a voice in the dark, quiet and anxious.]
... Do you believe it? That we'll get to go home if we win the Game?
07 ↣ WILDCARD/NOTES ↣ 鬼札
[Please send a PM/hit me up on
Nice to Meet You
Mm. It is my pleasure. You may call me Ashiya Douman.
[And they move to sit at the table, hands (with nails a little too long and sharp) clasped nicely in their lap.]
I see you have already been enjoying yourself at this feast. Is the food pleasing?
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Admittedly, a big building...
But, ahem. Back to... the big man. With... a very familiar sounding name? Where has she heard that name before... ?]
Master Douman...
[Defaulting to the honorifics she was familiar with, she belatedly finishes her little bow, her hands (nails short and fingers calloused) folded demurely in front of her equine chest. Everything here was so confusing, but... Food she can talk about. Food was simple. (Right?)]
It's very good food... The waitress said that the proprietress cooked it all herself. Would you like to order? They, ah- here it is, they said the list is this one...
[She locates the menu where it had been set aside to make room for her dishes on the table, passing it over with a tired attempt at a smile.]
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[A little flap of the hand, "there there" - its fine! They say they're humble for a reason! Humility to the core, as a follower of the Buddha is expected to have!]
[Anyways, yes, the food can be a topic to discuss, and they listen dutifully, even through her uncertainty. The menu is offered. Douman takes it, pulling it open with a curious look.]
Thank you. Mm. What a huge selection! [They're now glancing over the menu, dark inky eyes almost creased in mild amusement.] Do you have any recommendations? You seem to be enjoying the feast, after all.
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[She hesitates for a second because, well... He certainly doesn't look like a priest. But she has to remind herself the next second that... They had arrived her without their proper clothing, for one thing, and for another, well... They had apparently come from all different worlds, too. She did not know what priests looked like in other places, no matter how familiar sounding that name he had was.]
The, um- The rice noodles were really good... and so was the carp with pickles... I was avoiding the spicier things, but if you like those...
[In her defense, she has two stomachs and a half ton body to keep fueled, so it is totally acceptable for a woman of her size to eat this much!]
Ah, the egg fried rice was nice, too...
Wildcard
At least, that’s the logic that leads him to be wandering the masquerade floor, suitably garbed in ostentatious purple, with a leopard-themed purple-and-gold mask to match. He stays well away from the various gambling tables, and away from the drinks trays as well; given the nature of this place, he doesn’t trust a single edible thing at this party to not be laced with aphrodisiacs. He is not here to game or to drink, but just to mingle, to ask as many questions as he can and get a lay of the land, so to speak.
But all that is immediately forgotten the moment he spies the centaur woman wandering around at the other end of the cavernous room.]
Konoha—?
[The questioning utterance is swallowed up in the noise of the party as he quickens his pace, dodging revellers to try to catch up with the lost-looking woman in the green dress. Is it really her? The coat and hair look right, but if only he could actually see her face...
He’s almost reached her, and is about to open his mouth to call out in earnest this time when resort staff waiting by the edge of the room catch her in their sights. Within moments they have swept her towards one of the smaller game rooms just off the casino floor, and by the time he draws near she has already disappeared through the door.
The only thing he can do is follow her inside.]
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Not forgotten, she still remembered, those memories precious and so, so important, but… She had forgotten a bit how it had felt to actually be in them, when for moons and moons she has known only the company of her herd and the occasional woodcutter, hunter, wandering merchant, or- oh, Mikuni of course. It’s almost a relief when the staff guide her away from the floor towards what they promise is a much less crowded game room. Even though she is yet to find the resolve to play, if it’s quieter… and if she… if she has to start playing sometime, if that’s the only way to return home…
Her form is momentarily lost in the crowd, distance gained in the time it takes her unknown pursuer to reach the door and gain entry, and by then… He will catch a glimpse of her being coaxed somewhat reluctantly into a seat in front of a stranger who gamefully picks up the dice with a grin.
And if Liem attempts to go that way… the staff gently intervenes. Sir… that table is currently full. Might you not join this one here? If you are not here to play, a different game room may be more suitable…]
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And after a moment, he spies her: sitting down next to a small table where another guest eagerly engages her in some sort of dice game. Still the angle is wrong for him to see even the part of her face not covered by her mask, and passing guests obscure her form as he looks her way—but there is something familiar about it, he’s sure. Her build is right. The way she holds herself in this strange place.
He makes for the table, and is stopped almost immediately. This room is for players, after all, and there are plenty of free guests looking for a new partner to play with. His quick explanation is met with smooth cajoling: It wouldn’t be right to steal away another guest’s partner after they’ve started playing, would it? He can surely link up with her once she’s done with her current table-mate, and he may as well play as he waits…
He finds himself, somehow, at a table with a green-skinned elf more intent on chattering and drinking than on playing. Liem is only half paying attention to her, his gaze drawn constantly back to the table where the centaur woman is sitting, but even so, he has to prompt her more than once to actually roll and take her turn. Grab Lips becomes a blessing in disguise when he rolls it and pinches hers shut. He says, pleasantly,]
Now you.
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But can she? Everything still feels so new and disorienting, she had told herself to come to this masquerade because she needed to understand where she was and what was required of her, but now...
The dice come up kiss and knee and she lowers her gaze and stays still as her partner presses their lips to her bay coat- a sensual act, if she were in the mood to be wooed. She manages another round, woodenly pressing a kiss to a neck and just as woodenly allowing a sniff of her own... until her roll comes up kiss and ass.
It's so randomly obscene that she can barely even blush.]
I... I'm sorry, I have to concede...
[She makes to rise, but her partner sighs and does it first, grumbling that this is what they get wasting time on a new player who wasn't serious. She should get up anyway. She should just leave this room, and this masquerade, and return to that basement and just go to bed and pray she wakes up on Mt. Tsurugi, but before she can-]
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Though perhaps the clubs worked into the stylized rosettes on his purple mask may have something to do with it as well.
Certainly he doesn’t hesitate to abandon his own dice roll and push away from the table when he notices the individual across from the centaur rise to try their luck elsewhere. His own half-finished game is abandoned without a second thought, with only a hurried apology for the elf he’s scorning. She’s been lovely company, he assures her, but he has someone he must meet.
Which is why he strides through the room before his target can slip away again, appearing beside her table with rather uncharacteristic abruptness in his haste. He just needs to be sure—]
Konoha? Is that you?
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But when she turns to go... She sees a ghost of a man that she had loved. A ghost that spoke in the voice of that man, who smelled like that man, who knew her name, and-]
... Liem?
[Who wasn't a ghost. Please don't be a ghost.
Konoha's voice cracks with a sudden swell of shock and emotion, her hands flying to her mouth as if try and keep herself from bursting into tears or muffle the instinct to gasp, to cry out. After Noctium, after Malachite had returned her... She had always hoped and yet never truly thought that she would meet this man again. Despite everything they had gone through together, the promises they had made, they had always known that their destiny was to part and return to their worlds to accomplish their quests and live their lives... but that did not mean she had not missed him. That she did not sometimes weep gently as she nursed her daughter, watching her little hands play with the silver key she had resolved to give her one day. That she did not look up at the sky sometimes at night and wonder if, under different stars, he was doing alright. If he was alive, if he was happy, if he was-
Right in front of her. He is wearing a purple mask, and so is she, but there's no doubt, there's not, but-]
Liem Talbott, is that really you... ?
["It's me. It's Konoha."]
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Lost in the Vale
When Chongyue approaches... Yeah he too is undressed. He has horns and a tail... And what looks like full black tattoos over both arms from the bicep down. Something like an Eastern dragon if Konoha has seen pictures. But he isn't bothered in his old age by his or the young centaur woman's nudity. Besides, his really long tail makes for a good casual censor of unmentionables. ]
Dry your tears. You won't be in this unpleasant predicament for much longer.
[ He raises the end of his tail as nonthreateningly as he can, and it seems to end in an ornate dagger. Convenient! He could cut her free immediately, but her distress and suddenness of the act with a blade of all things... That might not end well. So calming her down is a priority!
]
Can you hold still? I don't wish to hurt you.
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Because she thinks she knows what has happened to her.
Because it has happened to her before.
She shouldn't be surprised when she hears someone approach, but she still does look it when she jerks her head up out of her hands, revealing amber eyes swimming with tears and their wet stains on her cheeks, lips quivering. On instinct, she makes an attempt to cover her breasts, soft and full with new motherhood, but- But being modest wasn't the priority. This man (this very equally naked man with horns) was blessed with a... was that a blade on his tail, or just his tail shape? It didn't matter, did it-]
P- Please...
[She stops covering herself and hastily tries to wipe at her face with the back of her forearm before she strains in her uncomfortable position, using her front hooves to try and pull herself a bit further out, just enough to be able to attempt clutching on a neighboring tree so that she won't just go tumbling downwards if the rope tight on her fetlock is cut.]
I won't move, I promise...
[Beyond the shaking.]
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But he makes it fast, with the speed of whipping his tail with however sharp that end of it is being enough to cut the rope with an audible snap, in part thanks to the tension from her weight. Notably, he didn't have to to move his own body for that, as he's gonna be right there to help her steady herself, whether from the tree or off the ground if it wasn't enough. Offering his hands for hers to hold if she needs it.
He'll also keep his eyes closed. He can recognize that she has the body of a young mother, that is not for him to see when she was shy about it. ]
Take the time you need, I'll be right here. A snare like that should not be meant for you, and it's cruel if it was.
[ The line between depravity and cruelty blurs a bit. ]
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Oh. He offers his hands, too. She wouldn't take a human's over the tree, as precarious as her grip is, because... humans were only so strong, and jinba were so much larger, but... This man is so tall and... well, he isn't wearing clothes, she can tell how physically strong he looks very easily. So... she does clutch at one of his hands before-
The rope is snapped, and her back end drops. Just barely she manages to catch herself, legs splaying out and whimpering in pain as she forces herself to bear weight on the fetlock that has gone half-numb from the tight bind of the snare, her hips strained from the pull, but. She doesn't end up splatting into the mud, so...
The tears overflow again. This time, at least, tinged with relief.]
Thank you...
[She should let go of his hand, but... Wait, why are his eyes clos- Oh. She remembers. And now that she doesn't need the tree, she uses her arm to gently cup her tender breasts, mumbling,]
You can look now, I'm sorry...
[For him seeing her naked? Or for her looking at him and not closing her eyes... ?]
Are there- Do you think there are more traps... ? I just... I was looking for some sort of... surely there's a village somewhere, there has to be... some sort of settlement, doesn't there... ?
[They can't just be lost in an eternal wood...]
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It's not your fault at all. I simply want to do what I can, even something simple as not looking.
[ He tries to give her a reassuring smile Now that he can see, he kneels down to check her fetlock, and unfortunately he can't do much for the soreness of it being caught so tightly without proper readup on horse anatomy (if he had that knowledge he could help apply pressure or massage it to help the blood flow... alas). It doesn't look like the area bleeding or bruised though, that's a relief. ]
I would hope for some sort of settlement here as well, and hopefully a peaceful one... Shall we look together? The trap are intended for those of my size and stature, so I can check ahead for you and disarm them when I can.
[ Going in pairs or company seems a better option than wandering alone. ]
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And this is definitely an emergency. It has to be because-
Oh. He even went to check her back leg…]
I don’t think it’s broken or twisted, I can bear weight…
[For now, with the adrenaline surging in her veins, anyway. Later, when it swells and aches, and her hips throb from the wrenching well… She should be grateful that’s all it had been. It could be worse, that’s what she tells herself. No, it was worse, but-]
What’s your name… ? I’m Konoha.
[Of course she’d prefer to proceed with company, of course she wants to tell him why she’d been weeping so bitterly instead of freeing herself… First, though, she just-
She just wishes she was talking to someone whose name she knew.]
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Chongyue. It's nice to meet you, Konoha, in spite of the situation we're in.
[ He has no reason to hide it from this poor young woman. Otherwise she'd be without a way to address him when needed, and that's kind of awkward, perhaps improper. ]
Is there something on your mind?
[ He asks it gently, with the intent to listen and assuage it if there's any issues, than it being anything bothersome to him. This predicament in itself is more bothersome than she could ever be in her tears and suffering. There's your opportunity, Konoha! Talking about these things might help keep her mind off her pain or cause any future distractions. ]
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for a moment, he does not shift; merely sidles up to the very edge of his bed, a hand resting beneath his head. ]
...I don't know. [ a beat. ] But we don't have much choice.
[ he peeks over his shoulder to turn back to the non-humanoid woman lain against the bed. somehow, she does not faze him. ]
Are you scared?
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She should maybe be more nervous, about being this close with a stranger. But somehow... She is just glad. That there's someone else's breath in the room, another heartbeat atop her two. She isn't alone to think of all she has been ripped from.
And to get back to them...]
Yes.
[She is scared. Of course she is scared. She should maybe look at the ceiling, or feign sleep with lids closed, but she is looking at him in the dark, with soft amber eyes that have quite good nightvision. Her hands are clasped at her breast, her limbs curled in tight to her bay belly.]
... 52 people. Do- Do you think you can find 52 people?
[All different "suits" and "ranks"... They didn't just have to sleep with 52 people, they had to find 52 right ones... Like- like some kind of sick collection... ?]
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Tsubasa is very easy to get a hold of, to clasp her hands, strong hands that are calloused from years of swordplay.
Because this woman is a horse. But that shouldn't be too shocking, given the life she's lived and the existence of such a place. It shouldn't be, but Tsubasa is floored by the presence of this pretty horse lady. ]
Ma'am... I certainly have not.
WILDCARD
With his mask over his eyes, crowned by an adornment of artificial horns, he looks positively devilish as he smoothly moved through the crowd, a drink in hand, and the searching eyes of a man who was looking for people of interest.
Centaurs, of course, were of great interest. Curiosity though she was, the man slid up next to her, far shorter compared to the Jinba's height. His lips quirked, and he swung them upwards, the mask should look heavy, and awkward, but it only looked natural, his head able to move easily, to look up at her. ]
You, my dear, look as if your night has been rather disappointing thus far.
[ He says, in lieu of greeting. ]
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Well, maybe she'd gotten used to the mountains again. Here... Everything was so loud, there were so many foreign scents in the air, the press of bodies felt so hot, and she felt so nervous about potentially stepping on someone's foot or bumping them into a table... So wallflowering seems to be the best idea, sticking to the edges, holding a drink so that she looks busy...
Where a man approaches her, and says-]
M- Me?
[She looks around a moment, but no- He is definitely speaking to her, and she cannot help but point at her own face, half-obscured as it was with a purple mask, simple, just like the monochrome green "gown" she had chosen, despite all the opulent choices they had at their fingertips.]
Did I look disappointed... ? I am just, ah...
[Feeling... strange. Warm, and slightly flustered, and all too like she-]
I don't know if this sort of party is for me... I probably shouldn't have come...