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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.
▶ Feel free to make up other special games as well! Players, as always, are encouraged to be creative and have fun.
▶ 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
▶ BLANKET CW: dubcon; nudity; sex toys; aphrodisiacs; alcohol; altered states; gambling; gloryholes; chastity play; bdsm; petplay; very sexy characters doing sexy things
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mo guanshan, 19 days
[ Mo Guanshan wakes in neither the Vale nor the rank 2 suites, but in a room in the Broken Wing, still bloody and sore and beginning to coagulate all over. he's shaken free from his fever but his cough is bad, rattles loose from his chest as he sits up and looks at the red in his palm. the rest of the morning is filled with another around of painkillers, long and stout naps, and trying to comprehend at all what the fuck this Watch he doesn't remember owning is trying to tell him. Poker? who wants to play Poker in the hospital? ]
[ — fuck, another hospital bill. how's he gonna pay this one. that paranoid thought has him slipping out when the doctors and the nurses aren't looking. his fingers are raw and achy with his attempts to have have saved a pair of earrings from a smoldering boat fire, but he can't worry about them or that damn fish right now. ]
[ it isn't until he's wandered into the hallways proper (dressed in nothing but a hospital gown, ass out) that he realizes... he doesn't have a clue what's going on. he's starting to panic, bad, and the painkillers have left him hazy and confused. he's grabbing the nearest person by the front of their shirt, way too aggressively: ]
Where— where the fuck am I?! Bastard, release me...
[ as though he's the one being assaulted right now? maybe it can be forgiven when he's— oh, there he goes. his knees are giving and he's about to pass out. ]
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[ after being given some time to acclimate, the games begin. patently avoiding things that involve skinship through and through, he seeks for other ways to make payouts. as he crosses the hallways in the night, at least no longer wearing a hospital gown, he catches a glimpse of shimmering little bottoms of darting poinsettias and knows exactly what he must do. ]
[ but they're quick and slippery, even when his breathing is normal and his whole body doesn't ache all over, plastered in band-aids and bandages. he can be seen absolutely throwing himself across the hallways in a slippery, mad dash to catch the little bastards — or even with his feet on a pot and his fingers all coiled up in a plant, trying to rip it from its home. of course it doesn't work and he goes flying back on his rear end with a yowl. ]
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit! Go die, then! [ so instead he picks the whole thing up and chucks it blindly. look out! ]
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[ his eyes had been bigger than his stomach. that's what happens when you've been on an liquid IV diet for a few days. worse, he'd immediately ordered the spiciest thing on the menu, the crawfish hotpot, and now has a good half left of his second plate. ]
[ now not only is he black and blue but he's also weeping openly, snot dripping down his upper lip. it had been delicious and he'd loved the heat of it, but... ]
H-hey... finish this for me real quick...
[ he's barely spoken to this stranger across from him the whole meal, scarfing down what was in front of him recklessly, and now maybe he'll live to regret it. ]
I don't want that Auntie to put me to work in the kitchen, so... I'll owe you...
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a — cocktail time
[ he's managed to fit the prompt with a golden-themed bomber that a bouncer reluctantly allowed him entrance — and now he hovers over the cocktail menu indecisively. it's his first sip of alcohol, aside from some chrysanthemum wine his mom let him try on Double Ninth Day, and it feels like he should be giving it a certain amount of... respect? propriety? ]
[ unfortunately, he has no idea how to even parse the names of these drinks. he's never heard of any of them. a part of him wants to ask for advice — catch him looking around nervously — but he's far too stubborn to actually act on it. instead, he'll ask: ]
Hey. Pick a number between one and th— [ wait, don't be too obvious! ] ...irty.
[ thirty. ]
b — phantom hands
[ he will not be calmly and rationally looking around for the person who pinched his ass. he will instead be absolutely decking the person nearest him with a straight-up punch, all blind rage and squawking indignation. he's a decently hard hitter, bony knuckles and all, but it's not something that would cause anything more than a big lump that'll go down in a few... days. ]
[ even from the sides of his black mask, it's easy to see the tips of his ears are burning red. ]
I don't have a problem with hittin' you again. You understand?
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Mo Guanshan is 16 and taken from around chapter 370ish, after being attacked by She Li but before He Tian finds him. feel free to hit me with any wildcard imaginable! kink list on journal if things head that way. cheers!
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As if he doesn't feel it, himself, like a thick knot in his throat. He's simply better at concealing it. He has had plenty of practice.]
Let go, [is the low voice that comes out of Sasuke's throat, raspy with disuse,] or I'll have to make you.
[The words are threatening, however the tone is quiet, restrained. He lifts his right hand, attaching it to the other boy's wrist with a loose grip that suggests it could cripple if it chose to. But he only hangs it there lightly, waiting.]
You're not in any condition to be walking around. What happened?
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[ fingers retreat like they'd touched a hot stove when he realizes the emotion (disappointment, bitter only) that it progenates. he sways until his hand finds wall, wrists leaving a burgundy stripe as it drags. ]
Dogshit, stop threatening me... [ glowering from beneath a bronze-tipped lash, scabbed lips gape as he pants, watching him warily. he won't try and take him back to the hospital, will he? he doesn't have that kind of coin— ]
And don't follow! [ to the... ground? because that's where he's headed in a slowwwww descent, falling into a heap of himself on the shiny, pristine floor. ]
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Words in a harsh throat, then that drop. Automatically, his arm is there to catch the heavy weight of a body so that it doesn't crash to the floor. But he only has this one arm, so—what he is able to accomplish is slinging Guanshan against the front of his chest, then crouching, and heaving him over the right shoulder.
It's awkward. And now his forearm is up against the other boy's bare ass, to hold him steady. At least he has plenty of strength to achieve this much.]
I can't listen to you when you're in this state. [If Guanshan even receives this message, passed out.] I'll take you back to the medical facilities.
[... But he doesn't know where those are.]
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The room is a cramped space, but gratefully it does not seem that the person he woke with is still present. He lowers the burden of Guanshan's body onto the bed, if allowed, uncaring or unaware how instead it may seem that he's kidnapped him to an Unknown Location.
HE DID HIS BEST......]
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[ nevermind that Guanshan might as well be light as feather compared to Sasuke's strength, passed out or otherwise. one pasty-pale pool noodle draped over a shoulder, the only justice in this world to be found in how his forehead beats against Sasuke's own buttcheek every time he takes a turn a little too sharp, his long fingers tickling his calves with each step. how much of the journey he's aware of is a mystery, sometimes giving grunts and groans that might be him rousing and even once there's a flex at his core where it's gravitationally pressed against Sasuke's upper back, but never once does he form anything of coherence or actually manage to pick himself up. ]
[ waking comes after some time, but it must, and with it is a lion instead of a lamb. sleep becomes fitful: jerks and spasms, his weight shifting from his back where Sasuke's left him to his side, slowly curling up in a shrivel like a salted slug, silhouette imploding with the trouble of his dreams. fire and, within it, a backpack full of things, some precious and some not — these new worries he's found himself saddled with, dragging him down to the bottom of the cold dam. the more he loves, the more She Li tries to take away from him, but love on he does. ]
[ the heat of the dream razes across his forehead and down his chest, and he wakes with a jump, panting over the smoke still in his lungs. he only finds Sasuke in the room after another coughing fit. ]
...Thought you were gonna take me back, [ he admits with a shredded-gravel voice, watching him over his one swollen eye. this seems to come with relief as he sits up fully, bestowing Sasuke with what he perceives as a correct choice. ] Thanks.
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Then, waking, one tawny eyes look at him from a bruised and battered expression, finding Sasuke on the opposite side of the room (closet), kneeling with one knee up and looking out through a dark fringe.]
You shouldn't thank me. I tried to take you back. [Words offered honestly, tone cool and corrective.] I don't understand why you would leave, in your condition. How badly are you injured?
[A question that provides some confirmation of the fact he hadn't checked Guanshan over in his sleep, deeming no threat to his life worth the invasion of privacy and physical autonomy.]
If it occurred to you in this place, you should tell me what happened. [Okay... well, he may be a tender nurse in action, but when it comes to words, he's bossy and uncaring if Guanshan's situation might be of a more sensitive nature. Tell him?? if you were assaulted??] Something like that shouldn't be taken lightly.
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this tag did me so much emotional damage
wow right back at you
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Red Cardinal
Mo Guanshan doesn't seem to want to talk to him and he is not a conversationalist at the best of times. He tries, but surrounded by strangers? It's going to be a tall order.
Toge smiles though, and shrugs with his right shoulder. His left arm is missing and he's adapted. ]
Salmon. [ He also nods to explain himself. He's not afraid of a little heat. ]
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[ apparently he's decided to interpret this as "I'll only eat it if it's salmon"... just his luck. ]
C'mon, it'd have that same brine 'n spice taste. Don't let it sit too long or the scallops and squid will get rubbery!
[ strong opinions about food, this one. ]
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Sujiko. [ It's all good, don't worry about it, he's going to eat it and he definitely does, taking a bite. He knows he's being misinterpreted but he can't exactly explain either. ]
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Those bony knuckles collide right against his cheekbone -- thankfully not on the side where he's just had his eye mangled -- and down he goes like a bag of rocks, laid flat in one go. With tinnitus filling his ears and his field of vision still wobbling, he barely even hears what this asshole is saying, and his eyes are watering as he stiffly scrambles back a step, hand clutching at his rapidly reddening cheek. ]
-- what the hell?! [ He sounds genuinely shaken, voice choked and words spat out indignantly. ] What the fuck is wrong with you, you psycho!
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[ it's not enough to give him more than a heartbeat's worth of pause: wide-eyed start, deeper furrow of his brows, jaw setting. just because someone is injured doesn't mean they get to put their hands all over someone else! after all, look at him, all banged up and still keeping grubby little fingers all to himself. too bad Fuuta's yelling raises his own temper, gets him loud and hot in return: ]
Me?! What the fuck is wrong with you, you pervert! [ he matches that tone one-for-one, even as the volume attempts to project a notch bigger... which means they're attracting gawkers, making Guanshan even more amped up. ] People like you are scum!
[ it seems as good a time to take his frustration out on this entire place, always spilling his animosity all over everything and always at the wrong time — so he involves everyone watching in on this, spinning around in a slow circle with both middle fingers raised up high. ]
All of you are scum!!
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But also, he's not about to just take this lying down??? His head's still spinning from getting his brain rattled, but that doesn't stop him from wobbling to his feet, bristling and yapping like a little wet dog. ]
-- who're you calling scum when you're the one punching people for no reason, haa?! [ His voice cracks a little on that indignant last syllable, his visible eye watering from the pain throbbing through his face. ] People like you are the real scum! Using your fists for everything because you're too stupid to use your words? Thinking you're some sort of hero just 'cause you can be violent?! Are you a fucking idiot! Moron! What're you acting all righteous for?!
[ There might be a salient point buried somewhere underneath all that screeching, but it's kind of lost amidst the noise, especially now that the two of them are drawing a lot of attention from the crowd around them.
As well as the security! Two large, suited staff members are starting to bustle over to see what the hell is causing all this commotion. Uh-oh. ]
how do u feel about handcuffing them together inside of one of those "get along" shirts fljdnslgn
[ the hotel's security are a no-nonsense sort. if the public disturbance isn't some kind of planned event or facilitating a way for guests to collect their naughty little cards, it's dealt with swiftly and brutally... but with compassion! after all, what good is a fuck resort that doesn't encourage its guests to fuck? ]
Hey! Let go! It's his fault, he started it!
[ Guanshan is every manner of squawk and insult, piddly little fists beating on the back of his guard as he's carried towards the security office with Fuuta manhandled in tow, lest he conjure up some quick escape. there are a few menacing chuckles, disparaging comments like "there's always a few trying to ruin the fun," even among the officers. the room they're led to has several (comfy-looking, actually) chairs, a wall-length mirror that he's certain is a 2-way, and... a... a bed. ]
[ eugh, god, the room has multiple practical uses, doesn't it? he's shoved into a seat by his guard and told only "wait" gruffly. what, this agony must continue? ]
...Fuck...
i think that would be ABSOLUTELY PERFECT for these two morons (affectionate)!
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Her head turns a bit from the impact and she flexes her jaw and mouth from the pain of it, a lot less than what she has to go through sometimes. But her hands clench into fits because the real rage comes from the very wrong assumption she made a grab for him, effectively breaking a champagne glass she was holding and splashing everything with it. Blood from the cuts? Insignificant. But it is drawing eyes to them.
Yasha gives him a stormy look from behind her spade mask that is not helping the urge for violence she has. In her tight, leather dress, she takes a step forward, looming over him, she turns her head lightly, "offering" the other cheek-]
Come on. Do it again. I really need a firm reason to bash in a skull today.
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[ it's just like him to swing without looking and get himself into more hot water. he's a tall guy but he cowers quickly when she zeroes in on him, leaning back with his hands up, panic sweat starting to drip from his sharp but thin brows and angular cheeks. worse: she's... well... she's, er... ]
[ she's hot? why is he always getting roped into violence with hot people. now a mix of panic, confusion, and modesty has made him look anywhere but at her, staunchly trying to avoid... looking at... her curves in that dress........ ]
S-sorry, miss, I was mistaken. [ THIS INSTANT PENITENCE. ] It's fine if you wanna grab my ass, but please do it more softly next time...
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cocktail time (geddit, because rooster haha)
in any case, the bouncer had no real choice but to let him through, despite the otherwise fish-out-of-water look of him. he's already been there about half an hour when guanshan turns to him, but he hadn't touched anything out of apprehension someone's gonna figure out he's not meant to be there at any possible second. ]
Uh. Twenty-nine.
[ is this some kinda game here? this guy doesn't look like one of the workers, but stranger things have happened... ]
how did you know my love language is puns
What, if I said a hundred would you'a said ninety-nine, too? That's a stupid pick.
[ and yet he does as it's bid, and points to the third drink on the menu for the server: Ruby Tongue, though not without shooting Renji a second, more suspicious glare. his little plot totally wasn't obvious or anything. when it arrives, a fine glass full of liquid crimson and smoke, he scowls down at it for entirely too long, inspecting carefully for chunks that might resemble some kind of... pink meat... ]
[ well. it doesn't look like it's made out of tongue! but he's made out of chicken when he slides it over to the guy next to him. ]
It's for you. [ it isn't. he didn't pay for it. ]
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Oh, cool.
[He bends down, scooping up the two rings sitting innocently in the dirt and shards of pottery. Without another word, he pockets his well-earned loot and moves as if to continue on his merry way.
Bye, bitch.]
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HEY! [ all bark and snapping fang, this is the only warning Stiles will get before he's absolutely jumped from behind, the tall and spindly form of Guanshan pushing himself up into the air and over shoulder to make a chaotic grab for the ring in question. with his feet off the ground, they turn into a lumbering and swaying beast of four grappling arms, looping to pin one on his chest and try and make a stretch down to his pocket. could he have gone a different, smarter way? certainly. ]
[ but this is Mo Guanshan we're talking about. ]
Give— give it back, thieving prick, I worked hard for that! [ he's slipping, he's slipping— ha! not with his legs wrapped haphazardly around another's thighs. ]
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[And he’s stumbling forward under the sudden velocity of one Mo Guanshan. Sputtering, he awkwardly tries to reach behind and yank the offender off, but he might as well be grappling with an overgrown possum. Weight leans on his bad shoulder, dragging a pained grunt out of him, but then the redhead is slipping down—and thank god for the belt Stiles is wearing, or his jeans might have gone with the jackass.]
Haven’t you ever heard—? [he grinds out from behind clenched teeth as he totters toward the closest wall.] Finders…
[Stiles lines his back up with the wall. Then—]
Keepers!
[He slams backwards into it. Naturally, Guanshan’s lower position means that Stiles needs to, uh, thrust his hips back in order for the strategy to be effective. Down the hall, a pair of passerby watch in fascination.]
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— Hooagh, [ is the exceptionally graceful air that's squeezed out of him like the last dollop of the toothpaste in the tube. it moves out of smoke-damaged lungs and inspires a coughing fit right over Stilinski's shoulder, his chest pulsing and spasming against his back, and then one wet, browning splat of blood is hacked out onto his shoulder. there are several heartbeats where he just stares at the coagulated blob indelicately roll from there on down his chest in a streak of rust before it collects hits the floor in a lump just ahead of his toe. ]
[ fuck an apology! instead, he uses the support of the wall to re-double the grip of long legs around his thighs, calves crossing at his crotch, and stained teeth stretch their way out of snarling lips to sink into the flexible tip of an ear, teeth snapping deep enough to leave enough bite pattern to match a dental record, were this a crime. his final demand comes out of still-clenched jaws, one guttural grunt: ]
Gimme!
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