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TDM 03





【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.

Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.

Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.

All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】



DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?

The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.

Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.

"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"

THE BATHROOM BUTTON ▷ Due to a mistake at front reception, new arrivals aren't waking up in a temporarily assigned suite like usual. All new arrivals will wake up in a bathroom somewhere in the Golden Peacock. Steve, bless his heart, chose the wrong button and directed all new arrivals to bathrooms. Why do they even have a "bathroom" button at front reception, anyway? Who is that for?!

▷ Players are encouraged to get creative and have their character wake up in any bathroom location across the resort. Please feel free to reference our LOCATIONS for ideas as to where your character might wake up. As long as it's in a bathroom, it can be anywhere. Almost all locations within the resort have a bathroom!

Not even current character suites are safe. New arrivals may wake up in tubs, toilets, and showers in suite locations as well as general resort locations. For low rank rooms, the communal bathroom is also fair game for sudden new naked arrivals to wake up in.


THE MAIN LOBBYA welcome station has been set up in the main lobby. After getting their bearings and finding their way to the main lobby after an unexpected bathroom adventure, new arrivals will find racks of plush terrycloth robes and yellow tracksuits. They will also be given a welcome basket with general toiletries and snacks to get them started in the resort. Some gift baskets include special sex toys picked out just for them! They haven't tell anyone about that specific kink before? The house knows its guests well. No need to say anything at all.

Front reception has arranged a welcome party to greet new arrivals and help get them more comfortable. Not because they feel extremely guilty about the bathroom mixup and are hoping that these new arrivals won't complain to the house. Definitely not! With the help of 24K and Birdbucks, new arrivals and guests alike will be treated to alcohol or coffee at the front desk's expense. The fireplaces are roaring and several couches have been set up to create a comfortable atmosphere. Some long-standing guests have joined in to tell stories about how much fun they've had at the resort while enjoying a drink by the fire.


TIME FOR BED... BUT?Due to the initial mistake at reception there are no empty suites available for new arrivals to borrow. Staff have set up twin-sized cots at the back of the main lobby for new arrivals while sprucing up the situation as a giant slumber party. All new arrivals will be assigned a cot and given a privacy screen. Unfortunately, there isn't much privacy to be had when you're shacking up in a public spot.

▷ Don't worry — this will only be until check-in has been properly completed and guests have been assigned to their correct suite. We're so sorry, please don't complain to the house! Or if you do, blame Steve!

The ghost that haunts the main lobby isn't thrilled about this either. He's just a nice, low-key ghost that likes to watch people and knock over cups at Birdbucks when no one is looking. How is he supposed to do that with these people sleeping in the main lobby? In an effort to spook off these new arrivals, the ghost haunting the main lobby may whisper some odd things into their ears at night. Odd things like, "The person next to you is watching you sleep, you should run away," and "You just farted and everyone knows it was you. You should leave." Surprisingly effective, no?

In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.



FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR
🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸

Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.

Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.

The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.

THE FLOWER MAZE ▷ The flower maze is a winding marvel of foliage boasting over ten feet tall. Like the hedge maze, there are various twists and turns for guests to explore. This maze is a coalition of every flower thinkable, with many squared sections highlighting particular breeds. Bright pops of whites, pinks, and yellows knit with deeper purples, reds, and blues. Trees rich with blossoms hang low. Bushes rich with waxy leaves guide the way to different hidden alcoves and pockets. The flower maze is complicated and very easy to get lost in for hours. However, there is nothing magical or paranormal about it. It's just a flower maze.

▷ Guests may find statues overgrown with ivy within the maze. Despite the flower maze being a new addition to the garden, these statues are marked with age. They are weathered, having survived through the elements despite there being no real weather in the garden. Some statues are chipped and missing appendages. Despite how these old statues feel out of place in a brand new exhibit, they do not give any sense that they aren’t simply decor.

▷ Romantic gazebos have been incorporated into the design of the maze. These are popular rendezvous spots for guests to overlook the sprawling flowers and small ponds on the comfort of a small couch or a swinging bench for two. Some special gazebos have been furnished with daybeds and other comfortable furniture.

Treasure chests can be found hidden throughout the flower maze. Many of these chests are filled with sex toys and lubricants to help players get into the mood to play 52, but not only sex related items are available. Some chests may have clothes, some may have treats, some may even be filled with rocks.

▷ A few mimics have snuck in alongside the treasure chests. When opened, a mimic chest will curse the opener with a horny tongue. For a short period, the cursed individual will find themselves making erotic freudian slips. "How are you doing?" may end up coming out as, "How are you fucking?" While this curse will eventually wear off on its own, the embarrassment is forever.


THE GRAND FLOWER LAWNGuests that find the heart of the maze will discover the grand flower lawn. Also called the flower sea by staff, this brilliant landscape is covered in a lush carpet of flowers in shades of blue. Blue roses are the crown jewel of the flower sea, carefully dethorned so that guests may spread out on a velvety bed of petals.

▷ It isn’t impossible for our hardworking gardeners to miss a thorn or two. Even with careful checking, a few thorns have escaped scrutinizing staff. Guests pricked by a thorn while on the rose lawn will begin to feel drowsy. Effects may range from light exhaustion to falling into deep slumber. The cure for the rose's thorn curse is a kiss. Don't worry: true love need not apply in this case.

▷ Picnic baskets are available for guests that would like relax out on the lawn. Included in the picnic basket set: a blanket and set of pillows, fruit sandwiches, champagne, small cakes, and cookies. Hot tea and coffee is also available upon request. Staff are happy to accommodate any other special requests as well. Ask and ye shall receive.


SPECIAL LAWN GAMESAll guests lounging on the lawn will receive a cheerful message on their Watch: 【 WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A LAWN GAME?

Guests that select the NO option will be left to their snoozing and merriment. Guests that select YES will receive a follow-up message.

▷ 【 Thank you for participating in the Lawn Game. Please choose one of the below options. You will be informed of what surprise task you have chosen after selecting an option. All level one tasks will reward in a small payout upon completion. All level two tasks will reward in a medium payout upon completion. All level three tasks will reward in two extra-large payouts upon completion.

LEVEL ONE
【 1♡ 】Serenade another player with a romantic ballad.
【 1♢ 】Perform oral sex on another player.
【 1♧ 】Discover a secret about another player.
【 1♤ 】Steal an item from another player.

LEVEL TWO
【 2♡ 】Confess any romantic crushes you may have to another player. The player need not be one of the crushes in question.
【 2♢ 】Find a unique item to use as a dildo. Allow another player to use this unique item to fuck one or more of your orifices.
【 2♧ 】Describe, in explicit detail, one of your erotic fantasies and/or desires to another player.
【 2♤ 】Take on a submissive role and please another player, either sexually or non-sexually.

LEVEL THREE
【 3♡ 】Make passionate love to another player while in the missionary position.
【 3♢ 】Engage in any sex act involving penetration on the Grand Flower Lawn with another player.
【 3♧ 】Participate in a sex act you have never engaged in before with another player.
【 3♤ 】Kidnap another player for 24 hours.

Players will be prompted to select an option without knowing what the corresponding task is. The task will be sent to their Watch after they have selected an option. To see what your character is lucky enough to receive as their task, simply click the dropdown!

▷ There is no penalty for characters that wuss out and are unable to complete their prompt aside from a mocking message to their Watch,【 LOSER, LOSER, LOSER. BIG LOSER.

The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.

"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."



SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS
The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.

This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!

The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.

THE ORCHARD ▷ The gardeners are thrilled to present this season's fruit orchard. When the previously closed-off portion of the orchard opens, guests will find that some of the delicious fruit hanging on the trees are ... strange. In collaboration with the Dizzy Pigeon, the gardeners of the conservatory have crossbred several standard fruits to create new fruits with delicious, never before seen flavors. Sure, there are the typical apple and orange trees to pick from, but why not give something new a try? Each of these new breeds have been imagined with paying homage to one of the glorious suits in mind.

ORANGEBERRY: A blend of oranges and blueberries. This delicious new citrus has a hard outer peel but tender flesh inside. Sweet with a slightly tart aftertaste. Bred in homage to the Diamonds suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience heightened sensitivity to touch and temperature for a short period time.

PEARAPPLE: A blend of pears and pineapples. A brilliant combination of mildly sweet with a punch of tang. The outside of this large fruit is rough and prickly. Once cut into, the flesh is firm but juicy. Bred in homage to the Hearts suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense positive emotions, such as a sudden onset of one-sided love or excessive positivity, for a short period of time.

PEAPLUMTO: A blend of peaches, plums, and tomatoes. This succulent fruit is powerfully sweet, with a fuzzy skin and silky inside. A new favorite for juicing. Bred in homage to the Clubs suit. Those who eat this fruit may find themselves being extremely impulsive for a short period of time.

CHERRYUZU: A blend of cherries and yuzu. These tiny bunches of fruit are sour enough to make the strongest-willed person scrunch their face up! Small but powerful, these fruits are satisfying to bite into with a pop. Bred in homage to the Spades suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense negative emotions, such as sudden possessiveness or jealousy, for a short period of time.


THE BUTTERFLY DOME ▷ The butterfly dome is exploding with color. Bright dots of yellow and orange speckle greenery without restraint. An assortment of butterflies lazily fly from buttercup to tulip. These butterflies are unafraid of people and may approach guests, dusting them with the thick pollen that coats their wings before they flutter off elsewhere. The pollen here is thicker than anywhere else in the conservatory. Guests may feel the effects of the sex pollen more strongly while in the butterfly dome. Breathing in pollen for one hour in the butterfly dome is equal to breathing in pollen for several days in the rest of the conservatory.

▷ Several flowers glitter with moisture in the light. Upon closer inspection, guests will find that it isn't morning dew — it's floral nectar. Its light and smoky scent may trigger an intense desire to drink. Guests that give in to the urge and drink the nectar will find themselves overcome with unbearable thirst afterward. No amount of nectar, water, or any other beverage will satisfy. The thirst can only be satisfied by swallowing semen or vaginal fluid. The longer one goes without satisfying the thirst, the thirstier they will become.


BUNS GONE WILD ▷ The normally docile giant flemish rabbits that wander the conservatory have gotten into the spirit of 52 as well. These romantic rabbits have been mating relentlessly since the pollen hit, and now the vegetable patches have been overrun with hundreds of young rabbits looking for food. No vegetable is safe while dozens of baby rabbits are running free, not knowing that they shouldn't eat directly from the patches. Due to the recent vegetable shortage restaurants in the dining quarter have been complaining about not getting their produce deliveries. It's a real problem!

The gardeners have been begging guests to assist in catching these baby rabbits. There are too many for them to catch on their own. Guests who are willing to help will be instructed to catch the young rabbits and deposit them into the large wooden pen built to house them. However, this won't be an easy job — these little rabbits are fast!

▷ While the gardeners can't offer chip payment for the help, they will happily give any guests that assist good plots of land to raise their own vegetables. Rabbit adoption is also on the table!

The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"



PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE
👩‍🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩‍🦰

Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.

After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.

Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.

THE BLOOMING DISEASEA strain of hanahaki disease is running through the resort. Unlike the typical hanahaki disease that is brought on by one-sided love, this blooming variation has no single discernible cause. The nurses muse that it is perhaps a side effect of the intense pollen from the conservatory, but this is speculation.

Similar to the standard hanahaki disease, the main symptom is coughing up flower petals. However, the blooming strain manifests in many different ways, and doctors have seen variations of petals and vines creeping out from every orifice. Players are welcome to get as creative as they like with how the blooming disease presents.

▷ Doctors will make one point thoroughly clear: while medications are available to ease discomfort, the cure for this subset of hanahaki disease is sex. Only fucking another person will completely eradicate the disease. If the disease is not treated it will progress until the afflicted patient has turned into a monstrous pile of flora themselves.

It is possible to catch the disease more than once. Having sex will cure it but some guests have caught the disease in quick succession, requiring multiple sessions of vigorous fucking. Doctors are unsure as to why some guests only catch the disease once while others are susceptible to catching it multiple times. The nurses gossip about how they think it's those guests particularly desperate for love that are prone to re-catching it, but again — speculation.


ALL HANDS ON DECKWithout enough manpower in the clinic to meet demand, guests that have experience in the medical field have been asked to volunteer their time to help treat those suffering with the illness. Those kind enough to join in the effort to mitigate the disease will be given a full kit of medical supplies, which they will be allowed to keep once their stint in the clinic has finished. For the duration of their time working in the clinic they will be fully considered staff doctors and able to direct both employees and guests as they see fit.

Guests that do not have medical experience but who wish to help in the clinic will also be accepted. While they will not have as much power as experienced guests assigned to the doctor role, they will be onboarded as nurses and given basic tasks. All nurses will be given scrubs which can be kept after their job has been completed. Nurses are expected to defer to doctors but can dictate to patients.

▷ All guests that assist in the clinic will be given an extra-large payout for their efforts. The head doctor in charge will be so grateful that he will be happy to grant any other small favors and gifts if asked. While something like taking one of the patient beds would be too much, he will turn a blind eye to guests who want to pocket items like scalpels and stethoscopes.


CLINIC ENERGY ▷ So many guests have piled into the clinic that private rooms are no longer available. Large rooms will be utilized as group hubs with many patient cots, while smaller rooms normally meant for one patient will be doubled up on. All guests staying in the clinic for treatment will be paired with at least one other patient due to space constraints. Private rooms will be available only for patients separated out for treatment with one of the doctors or nurses.

All of the rooms in the clinic are fully stocked with condoms, lube, and sex toys. After the head doctor announces the cure for the disease, nurses will make sure every room has supplies available for patients to use. They will encourage guests to go ahead and get fucking since it's the only cure! While doctors and nurses are available to fuck as well, they are short-handed, so most patients will have to make do with other patients. To those stubborn guests who don't want to fuck for their health, staff will firmly explain that if the disease progresses they'll be reduced to nothing but a pile of vegetation.

Patients with particularly bad cases of the disease will not be allowed to leave the clinic until they are cured. Patients that have only been lightly affected will be given a prescription to fuck and sent on their way, with strict instructions to return if they do not fuck and the disease progresses.

The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.



PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.

Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.

Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.

Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.

Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.

OOC NOTES

GAME UPDATE | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance. Your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game, the thread will not be applicable toward rewards as that character would not have a card value.
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
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keyeju: (can't believe I wasted so much time)

IV. Fine with any of the options

[personal profile] keyeju 2024-04-17 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well he definitely found a decent target with this one. Narumi's kicking back right now, fiddling with his own watch to test out just what it does offer him (and noting all the many limitations). He'd seen that same message pop up, and playing it safe for now had picked level one, a number he was already fond of anyway.

Just one little secret, as it turned out, a gentle prying into people's personal business. His own pick did mean he had absolutely no idea what Luke happens to need in order to complete his task here, but he's being overly cavalier about the whole thing as he leans forward, shifting from practically lying down on the grass, to resting his chin in his hand, and his elbow on his knee.

He looks every bit as at ease as Luke looks stiff and uncomfortable.
]

You're fast to try and strike a deal without knowing what I'd be asking for in turn.
actuallycuring: (Karen is in deep thought)

[personal profile] actuallycuring 2024-04-17 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Karen, being a doctor from the early 2020s, is unfortunately very acquainted with medical chaos, and that experience carries through even to this situation that's like something that would happen in a porn parody. Other than the treatment that feels like a contrived setup, she knew exactly what to expect and was fully prepared for it.

So yes, she's also exhausted, and she's not going to begrudge Reed (who seems to be some kind of human Charizard?) the same break she needs herself.]


Not yet. There's been some speculation about pollen, but nothing definitive.

[Certainly, she doesn't seem to have gotten infected from her own Pollen Incident.]

And don't push yourself past your limits. I know in this kind of situation it's hard not to feel like you have to keep going, but if you don't take care of your own needs you won't be any good to anyone. [LEARNED FROM EXPERIENCE!] Especially since leaving your body weakened might make you more vulnerable to infection.

[You may be wondering if Karen is hypocritically giving out advice she isn't really following. Yes. The answer is yes.]
loughshinny: (huh)

[personal profile] loughshinny 2024-04-17 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[She closes her eyes, for a second, taking a deep breath. She can still feel the patient's judgemental gaze on her, but it's fine. She goes about to gather supplies from the room as well, the basic bandages, antiseptic swab, and so on...

Reed can at least do the basic preparations. She watched the medical team to that, so she sets up what Aak will need.

...She does go to look at his clipboard. Maybe his notes can enlighten her somehow, but... Ah. Hm. That's. Do all doctors do that? Does Kal'tsit doodle on her notes?

She's still looking at them when he returns.]
commensalist: (♫But we wait like evening for night)

[personal profile] commensalist 2024-04-17 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
[with the butterflies fluttering about, completely oblivious to the trouble the more humanoid individuals are dealing with, he's had no shortage of things to listen to. they're enough for a sharp-witted mercenary used to interpreting the vagueries of the creatures to understand, so he's not entirely unaware when she approaches.

his gaze drifts from the colourful little friends to her moments before the connection is made, and under normal circumstances, it wouldn't matter. Luke would leave her to go and that would be that.

these aren't normal situations, though, not by a long shot.]


... it's fine. There's room for two— [Luke has a slight build, after all.] —but sitting in this dome may not be ideal.

[his breaths are shallow, more out of necessity than the heat itself. spicy new pollen, the butterflies had called it. how... apt. a clawed hand extends toward the space nearby, an almost absent offer of company.]

I'm just observing the butterflies a little longer. To ensure this place isn't harming them for the sake of its whims.
loughshinny: (erm....)

[personal profile] loughshinny 2024-04-17 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, "human Charizard" is just about right. Her chest glows with some kind of internal light, even below her scrubs.]

But... not everyone exposed develops it. [She's yet to obviously show symptoms. If she pushes herself, though, her body may not be as forgiving.

Reed's quiet, for a long moment, thinking that over. She has a point. But...]


You should get some rest as well. [Reed rises, so that Karen can have her chair if she'd like.] Are you sore from working? I... may be able to assist with that.
prozaic: (072)

arrival

[personal profile] prozaic 2024-04-17 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Owing to his particular preferences and his body's needs, the shower stall Shalem just vacated is filled with warm, humid air, almost hot, even. It may or may not be comfortable depending on who uses it next, but the serpent is fairly sure that no one was in the shower room when he vacated it because he would have heard.

Besides, everyone is still working out in the Talon, and he was already cleaning up and prepping to leave because it was getting a bit too crowded for his liking.

Then he hears all the slipping and thudding, and he rushes back in with just the towel around his hips, momentarily forgetting that he tends to shy away from showing people a hard, scarred body that's at odds with his face. And pauses. And stares. His tail may be on the tile floor like a strange black rope, but the end of it is twitching almost uncontrollably in his shock.]


What... happened here? [Trying to be calm and measured, otherwise his accent would have slipped and he'd become unintelligible with the things he'd say, he thinks.]
loughshinny: (Default)

[personal profile] loughshinny 2024-04-17 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Carefully, she finds a spot near him to take a seat. She's not sure this will help her with the lingering feeling she has, but maybe his calmness will rub off on her. She feels tired, suddenly, and just longs to sit.

Reed curls her tail into her lap to avoid taking up extra room, exhaling slowly to control her flame and put it out. The clothes they gave her here aren't fireproof, she's pretty sure. And that way she can't accidentally hurt any butterflies.]


They're very pretty. [She doesn't have much else to say. They are. How else does one talk about butterflies?

She seems... content. To stay quiet, to listen.]
commensalist: (♫For a purpose worthy of)

[personal profile] commensalist 2024-04-17 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[it's hard to say whether a cavalier partner is a better or worse for Luke, really. he's used to that nonchalance in Umbraton, mind, but it does put him a little on edge for that same reason.

his words earn something like amusement, breaking through the stiff discomfort. it isn't much, hand raising in a half-shrug.]


Statistically speaking, and based on the terms of this place, whatever you've chosen is unlikely to be something will fall utterly out of my comforts. Moreover, I haven't revealed my request either, so willingness to help and agreement to the terms are separate issues entirely.
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[personal profile] actuallycuring 2024-04-17 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Karen takes a moment to try to think of an excuse to insist Reed needs rest more, but misses her window of opportunity thanks to the last comment.]

Really? Do you have some kind of ability?

[Oops, that's kind of an implicit confession that she really is sore, isn't it?]
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[personal profile] loughshinny 2024-04-17 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
It's... not perfected. I can provided some assistance for wounds, but...

[Her gaze dips to the door again. Her Arts can't do much for the patients, save for maybe numbing some pain. If she had more time to experiment, would she be able to do more?

Her gaze comes back to Karen.]


I may be able to dull the pain of muscle aches. At least... a little bit?
commensalist: (♫A family tree desperate for rain)

[personal profile] commensalist 2024-04-17 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
[unlikely, sorry Loughshinny. Luke is just exceptionally good at self-control, for... a lot of reasons. the exhaustion is probably semi-related, at least. that would be his guess if he knew it was there.

she's not the first he's seen with a flame on their tail... or flame hair... aurorians are sure something. still, he appreciates the consideration when she puts that flame out. (that's more new, he supposes.)]


Mm. They're not a species I'm familiar with, but some seem similar to Umbraton's native species. Hopefully this... "spicy new pollen" they were talking about isn't harmful to them.

It's a little early for their mating cycles.

[is he more worried about the butterflies than himself? absolutely, yes.]
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[personal profile] putupyourdukes 2024-04-17 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
What are you talking about?

[He brings a hand to his head, feeling sluggish, like he just woke from an especially deep sleep. The presence of Linhardt doesn't seem like a surprise to him-- Felix doesn't know him well, but they recruited him near the end of the war. Even if he looks... different somehow.]

Are you suggesting I did this to myself? Something knocked me out. And I'm not "attached" to anyone.

[Never mind that he even calls himself someone's "right hand". He huffs and pulls a couple flower petals out of his hair.]
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[personal profile] putupyourdukes 2024-04-17 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Felix was starting to tug on the shower curtain like he was about to rip it down, so it's a good thing he's handed a towel to use instead before furnishings are destroyed. He catches the towel and secures it around his hips.]

That makes no sense. I can kill people with magic too, swords are just better.

[He eyes the man skeptically. Document? Like, a letter?]

You didn't give me any-- nevermind, you said this was your place? I'll just leave.

[He stands, holding that towel on tight.]
loughshinny: (blushing)

[personal profile] loughshinny 2024-04-17 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
[There's something about him that feels familiar, like he's someone from Terra. Though she can't place exactly what he is -- maybe a Liberi? Or... Aegir? But she doesn't really mind not knowing.

She also doesn't know where Umbraton is, but it doesn't bother her.

What does bother her is the mention of spicy pollen and mating cycles. She flushes, sparks dancing along her tail until she gets a handle on it again.]


I... didn't know this place also affected wildlife. [She looks up, almost sad, at some of the butterflies. So even they're stuck in this sex prison, huh? In some weird way, it makes her feel better. And worse.

It takes her a few moments to process what else he said.]


You can... speak to them?

wingclip: (then just die)

kochou shinobu | kimetsu no yaiba | f/f

[personal profile] wingclip 2024-04-17 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
THE GRAND FLOWER LAWN,

[When one steps into a garden as grand and lively as this... one is bound to run into butterflies.

Cue one butterfly in particular with a namesake pin attached to her hair and an appropriate haori adorned over her shoulders. Shinobu has already explored quite a bit of the establishment since arriving, from the strange (yet oddly luxurious) bathroom she woke in to the larger than life lobby where she was currently staying. When the wizened garden gates open up she cannot help but admire the finely manicured hedges and well-trimmed bushes flourishing with fauna. The air is fragrant with petals, and a much needed step outside and literally smell the roses is greatly needed for her current predicament.

Of course, she is just as new to this place as everyone else... and like everyone else, she cannot escape the unusual quirks and traps laid out for the newcomers to stumble upon.

Cue Shinobu now— laying on her side on a daybed with her chin nearly tucked in the crook of her arms. One might think she was simply having a rest, maybe taking a brief nap...
]

Ugh.

[But the frown on her face says otherwise. No matter how she tries to rouse herself, no matter how many times she tries to get up from the daybed she simply... can't.

On her finger is a tiny red dot— indicative of the prick of a thorn. She's exhausted, far too tired to get up but still very much aware that she needs to move otherwise she might... sleep forever.

Which doesn't sound so bad, all things considered. But she can't simply do that, now can she?
]

Mmmn...

I'm afraid you've caught me... in a rather embarrassing state... hmm.


[Ahh, she's trying to wave you over. Please hurry before she closes her eyes for good?!]


THE BUTTERFLY DOME,

[As all butterflies are want to do, she finds herself in the dome once the sweet scent of nectar and flowers lures her in.

As a warrior and seasoned demon slayer she isn't so foolish as to wander around sampling sap from plants— regardless of her botanical knowledge that currently feels placed on its head after stepping into this area. No, further than her scientific curiosity leads something more cautious, almost tentative with the way she observes the butterflies around her. Here she has no need of her sword and there hardly seems to be any reason to defend herself since she seems to be alone... for now.

But as the minutes tick by... she begins to regret that thought immensely.

About half an hour later finds Shinobu in the middle of the butterfly dome, the delicate and colorful insects gathering around her as though she were the spiritual embodiment of them, their protector and guide.

But she doesn't feel like one right now, as heat floods her cheeks and other areas of her body. She's kneeling on the soft grass, her hand pressed against her mouth as though she were succumbing to some kind of illness.

In a way, she might already be.

The sharp honey sweetness of the nectar remains on her tongue even as she scornfully stares at the grassy space before her.
]

Stupid. There must be an antidote inside... force yourself to get up. Force yourself!

[But she can't move yet— her throat is absolutely parched and she craves something... well, something she can't rightly put to words yet.]


ALL HANDS ON DECK,

[Thankfully for Shinobu, the (mostly) hard parts of all this are over.

Eventually she catches wind of the disease currently spreading throughout the Peacock. Not one to ignore the cries of others or the pleads for help she rolls up her sleeves and volunteers to assist as a temporary doctor. Lacerations, wounds and life-threatening injuries were one thing back home, but this? This was an entirely different level.
]

I promise this will only take a few seconds!

[Shinobu has a wooden tongue depressor out as she addresses you. If you're here you're probably suffering from the hanahaki disease, no?

Hah, what a curious and ironic twist of fate.
]

Just say 'aaaahh' for me and I'll assess the damage the petals have done so far.

[Her comforting voice might encourage you or make you more anxious, your choice!]


WILDCARD,

(feel free to PM me with any comments or questions! for the first two prompts and all smut only f/f for shinobu please! if you don't want to get spicy with any of the prompts drop me a general starter and we can go from there!)
Edited 2024-04-17 07:13 (UTC)
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kochou shinobu | kimetsu no yaiba

[personal profile] wingclip 2024-04-17 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] putupyourdukes 2024-04-17 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Felix knows it's Sylvain before his eyes are even open, his presence so constantly familiar to him. But the press of lips is nothing familiar. It takes a few seconds of waking for him to recognize it, but his body won't understand. His heart is beating too hard, the kind of adrenaline jolt he only gets when he's in a deadly fight.]

Syl--

[His eyes are open and he gasps sharp against his lips, and he reaches a hand out to seize Sylvain's wrist. But he holds him still, caught in confused indecision between pushing and pulling, instead squeezing his wrist tight like a vice.]
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[personal profile] philancer 2024-04-17 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. It worked. Yay?

Sylvain stills at the fingers wrapped around his wrist, tensing for a moment as he braces for a more volatile reaction than that. When it doesn’t come, he pulls back just enough to give Felix a familiar, sheepish grin. Although his gaze is already scanning the other man’s face, trying to get a read on his expression.

Beyond shock, anyway. ]


Good morning, sleepyhead. Have a nice nap?

[ Yeah, that’s probably not clearing things up any… ]
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grand flower lawn

[personal profile] prozaic 2024-04-17 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
There is a difference between someone sleeping or unconscious and someone still awake but having closed their eyes, particularly in their breathing... and Shalem's hearing is sharp enough that he can hear this person's breath over his own footsteps and the rustling of grass.

He pauses a ways away, because he's sure he was heard, and waits to be acknowledged... Though that doesn't come, and Shalem realizes that the man is committed to the act for some reason. Perhaps for a kiss? After all, that's the only reason one would be here in the field of roses where people have been falling asleep recently. Or perhaps a prank-- also a possibility. Well, if he'll play it like this, why wouldn't the serpent play his own prank?

Shalem creeps closer until he's merely a metre away, then crouches down and wraps his arms around his knees, tail curled around his ankles, and watches. As if he's admiring the sights.
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aspen | original | 7♣ (currently in-game)

[personal profile] terraria 2024-04-17 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
arrival

( surely being splashed into a tub filled with warm water and copious suds is better than an empty tub? at least there's no heads being cracked on the edge of it. but, oh, there's a tray of deliciously fragrant, sweet snacks along with a cup of steaming tea that's sat nearby. whomever was getting ready for a bubble bath must have truly wanted some rest and relaxation.

maybe take a bite?

unless you're too slow for the young man who swings open the door and stares, long silver hair all askew and curled from being shaken out of its braid. clad in just a corset and tiny shorts, he lets out a wheezing sort of noise that sounds... suspiciously like a laugh. )


flower lawn picnic (incl naps or "games")

( aspen's a friendly person; he has no qualms against inviting people over to his little picnic corner. many years trained as a host means he is an expert at pouring tea, coffee, and chatting up anyone who looks haggard from losing a game or who just needs some tender love and comfort. he both listens and rambles brightly with a warm smile, passing food along and enjoying his time among the flowers.

even those who know him might note that he is... unusually chipper, has a sort of boundless energy that isn't really like him. and those who are eagle eyed and good at reading others may notice that it's a little performative, even if it's not wholly for show.

those especially unlucky might find that aspen's brushing his hands through the masses of petals and comes away with bloody scratches he seems to faint after. surely, he just fainted from the blood... right? )


broken wing clinic

( one may be awakened by the back of a hand pressed against their forehead, or a hand on their cheek. aspen settles beside a patient, frowning lightly as he takes in their complexion and checks their pulse.

all bubbliness is gone. the dark red dress he wears bunches up on his thighs as he leans forward to listen to their heartbeat, and he taps their chest. the thin strap falls off his shoulder. )


Take a deep breath in, please. Out. ... I thought so.

( his hand draws back, sympathy and comfort in his gaze. )

When were you first feeling this malaise? Can you recall?

( those working at the clinic alongside aspen may notice that a few days later, and he's the one coughing up petals. and strangely enough... he seems to be dropping feathers and flowers as he walks, as if his wings hide a bouquet in them. )

( ooc | feel free to wildcard me! DM or send me a message at [plurk.com profile] feycircle if you'd like to plot. )
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[personal profile] commensalist 2024-04-17 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
It's only natural that they would if it's related to the flowers here, which the pollen implies.

[it's truly upsetting, heartbreaking even. his hand turns upright as a butterfly drifts down to their area, letting it alight on the tip of a chitinous claw. the little thing isn't there long before it flutters away again, but at least the pollen there doesn't seem to be affecting him quite as much.

that... doesn't really matter, as the itch of it starts to seep into his skin, deeper than bone—but it's fine. he'll figure it out at some point.]


Ah—yes. I came to understand them when I was younger, after my... father gifted me a butterfly as a friend. They're such sweet creatures, insects.

[these ones certainly speak differently, but they're nonetheless comprehensible.]
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Xiao Xingchen | Mo Dao Zu Shi (currently in game)

[personal profile] blindforlove 2024-04-17 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
I. Flower Maze

[Xiao Xingchen arrived a bit later to the opening ceremony. After all, he could not partake in the event with the crowd's amazement, no longer able to witness fields of gorgeous flowers. He would rather avoid crowds anyway, sighted or not.

He still did make his way towards the beginning of the maze, led more by his sense of smell than the directions the device on his wrist gave him (even if he has figured out how to use the thing). Even if Xiao Xingchen could not see the fields of color, the scent of the flowers washes over him, weaving through the fabric of his clothes and lifting his heart with memories of springs past. He takes in a breath to stretch his lungs, a smile pulling at his lips.

Though he does know that there is a maze here from the advertisement. As he hears steps draw closer, he turns to the source of them.]


Excuse me... have you gone through here already?

[Although he's reluctant to outright ask for help in situations like this, he would also accept it if offered. At the very least, all that fanfare has piqued his curiosity. Though perhaps there's a trick to these things that he doesn't yet know?]


II. All Hands On Deck

[With word of illness going around, the only way Xiao Xingchen supposes he can contribute is to stay away from the clinic, letting others receive treatment as he ignores the petals on his tongue. Once he hears of the cure, however, he gets to his feet and heads towards the clinic. He still doesn't think himself the kind who can readily have sex with anyone - even if he is no longer a stranger to the idea - but he knows he has to help others in any way that he can. Those here surely have the most urgent of cases.

Once let in, he's paired with a patient upon a cot. He squares his shoulders and wastes no time closing the distance between himself and the source of labored breathing. The other person might be in such an advanced state that taking too long will allow the illness to conclude.

He puts on his warmest smile, even if he does his best to not delay.]


Hello. [Perhaps it's still best to start with that.] Do you think that you look frightening like this? Worry not—I have no reason to mind.

[Movements slow but unflinching, he reaches out for the other person.]


[ooc: Feel free to wildcard or send ideas my way! He'll be about in Grand Flower Lawn and participating in all the activities, but any of the prompts are workable.]
Edited 2024-04-17 07:52 (UTC)
yoke: I am also cold. (alright while I’m being digested)

closes my eyes

[personal profile] yoke 2024-04-17 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ wolfwood is indeed half in and out of the tub, his legs hooked over the lip of it with his back on the floor, the shower curtain draped over his torso and thighs the only thing partially preserving his modesty. not that he's really concerned about that at the moment, because he recognizes that voice, even through the ringing in his ears and the throbbing at the back of his head. that surge of emotion in vash is mirrored in wolfwood, relief and confusion mixed with concern. the usual cocktail of feelings when it comes to vash, honestly. ]

Spikes?

[ he blinks back the sun spots in his vision, either from nearly cracking his head open or from the bright explosion over july that he'd seen mere moments ago, groaning a little as he attempts to pull himself upright. interestingly enough, he doesn't bother to pull vash off of him as he does so. ]

The hell're you doing here?
Edited 2024-04-17 08:04 (UTC)
terraria: art source: remnim@Twitter (● halfstep.)

[personal profile] terraria 2024-04-17 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
( a flurry of footsteps later, a young man wrenches open the bathroom door with wide eyes. he stands frozen for a few seconds before he exhales, as if properly bewildered by this sequence of events. despite stepping forward on long legs, he's diminutive—not unlike a porcelin doll, small-framed and delicate-looking. and in nothing but a backless satin slip, possibly for sleep. )

Well, I apologize to your lordship for the error.

( he looks up at tianlang-jun from underneath silver lashes, fluffy white wings lowering as if to make himself smaller in the presence of someone grand. )

I would hate to anger your retinue.
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[personal profile] putupyourdukes 2024-04-17 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
[He can feel his face warm, likely starting to get red. ...Redder in more area than the spot Sylvain smacked him. He can't keep eye contact with Sylvain at all, especially not this close, so he turns his face to the side.]

...What makes you think you can joke around like this?

[He scowls, but forces his hand to unclench and let go of Sylvain's wrist. He feels... hurt. Which he quickly covers with anger. Of course Sylvain's only teasing him, though he's never gone that far before. But figuring that isn't making his heart race any less.]