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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?"
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 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..."
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 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 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!"
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 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 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.
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 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.
▶ 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
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.
Luke | Alchemy Stars (new character, current player)
I. The Bathroom Button (add'l cw: none)
II. The Flower Maze (add'l cw: none)
III. The Butterfly Dome (add'l cw/notes: potential smut)
IV. Special Lawn Games (add'l cw/notes: smut likely)
V. Wildcard
III!
No point in fighting it, pal. Just say the word and maybe I’ll help ya out.
[ And here’s Sinsa, blotting out the light with his imposing form and his imposing hair. Though sans shirt, power gloves, prosthetic, and even wrench, he’s no less intimidating clad in merely those bright yellow tracksuit pants, hand on one hip while his stump of an elbow hangs freely on the other side.
He’s already looking plenty scuffed and dusty himself, but the butterflies don’t seem to mind given that they’re still fluttering all over him. ]
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It takes him a moment to recognise him separate from the massive prosthetic and his usual getup, but there's definitely no shortage of attitude in him still. Leave it to a man who basically thinks himself invincible even while he's passing out—]
... do you even know what "it" is?
[He almost calls him by name, stopping himself largely because of the lack of his mask. While it's true someone like Sinsa is unlikely to cause him problems—and moreover that it's unlikely those assassins from his youth would even be here—he can't separate himself from his normal abundance of caution.
Besides, if he doesn't recognise Luke, that's probably advantageous... right? He does try to keep his tone kind enough, even if his words can be a bit blunt.]
Perhaps I'm simply in need of a moment's rest...
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[ Which is right up his alley in a way—people really should be free to do whatever they want, although he’s not a huge fan of being locked up like this. Nothing really beats the open desert…
But hey, luckily for Luke, Sinsa’s showing no signs of recognizing him! ]
But you’ve got balls wanting to take a nap out in the open like this. Anyone could just come up and grab ya at this point.
[ Then he makes a thoughtful little hum as he considers this. ]
Unless you’re into that?
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[listen, he has his pride as a mercenary here. plus... well, there are a lot of butterflies around, so for the most part he'd been fully aware of who was approaching? it's a sign of just how badly the pollen is affecting him, he supposes.]
... I am not into that, to my knowledge.
[to his knowledge. his lips press together as he considers the path forward, exhaling a soft sigh. well, since he's basically disproven his own claim... it doesn't hurt him to rise, he supposes.
truthfully, perhaps part of him had settled here because of the familiar sound of the butterflies, a touch of normalcy in this utterly unfamiliar landscape. being without knowledge of the land... it bothers him, but there's nothing for it but to observe. in any case, his gaze drifts up to warm yellow eyes, a warmth and energy that might be infectious—to someone who wasn't Luke, anyway.]
I get the feeling you've no plans to actually leave me be, so perhaps we can strike a deal of sorts. I'm willing to listen if you've suggestions.
[a far cry from "asking for help," but y'know, this is about as good as it'll get with Luke right now.]
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iii.
The point was, she was immediately drawn into the dome. The ones here are larger, far more colorful than the humble things from Victoria, but that makes them almost more exciting.
She gets distracted fast, though, from that... building feeling. The heat in her stomach, the way she can't help but let her gaze linger on any passerby.
So she'd tried to find a quiet place to curl up alone and gather her thoughts, but she accidentally stumbles upon Luke doing just the same. Her eyes widen and her thick tail flicks behind her, the flame of it held carefully to avoid any flowers.]
Ah-- I'm sorry, I didn't... see you. Sorry to disturb you. [She turns, as if to leave.]
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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.
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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.]
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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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IV. Fine with any of the options
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.
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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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This guy is pretty funny, but not for any intentional reason. Narumi stays where he's sitting, looking up at Luke with open amusement as he turns over the possibilities in his head. It's got to be a sexual favor, right? The guy in front of him heavily hinted that he was assuming Narumi's challenge would be a sexual one, which meant there's a pretty big chance whatever he's about to ask for will be too.
To screw or not to screw in this case... ]
Let's hear it then. What am I agreeing to if I do agree?
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well, on to the matter at hand. the question earns a heavy sigh from the Aurorian, and he taps the watch face to turn on its display, alongside his randomly assigned task:
【 2♤ 】Take on a submissive role and please another player, either sexually or non-sexually.
to screw or not to screw, indeed. Luke is hard to read, even if the circumstances of him asking are.]
There you have it. Will you let me... please you?
[the pause is enough to reinforce that sense of annoyance, if nothing else. no wonder he wasn't that worried about what he might have to do in return, though.]
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IV
Oh, of course!
[Despite not knowing what he needs help with she seems incredibly eager to oblige. Not for any special reason just yet — she's just like that. And by the time it comes to gathering at the Lawn Games she's well aware of what this place wants from its guests. Embarrassing, perhaps, but she's intrigued. Or maybe it's the 'dragon' in her that's compelled.]
What would you like help with? I'm not busy at the moment so I'll try my best until you're satisfied.
[If that last bit was intentional or coincidence it's unclear.]
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Ah. Your enthusiasm is... appreciated.
[does it help him get past the hill of this is awkward even for him? not in the least. on the upside, at least her enthusiasm means he doesn't have to negotiate for the actual letter of it, so it's easier to just slip past the moral quandary of convincing someone to be sexually charged with a random stranger.]
I've a... request from the game that was offered to us. [he'd heard enough people's Watches ping that he's pretty sure it was given to anyone here, at least.] You needn't worry too much about satisfaction for my sake.
[he dismisses it out of hand, which says... more about him and his views than not. that fact is something he's long come to terms with though; Luke can never be a terribly emotional person. for now, he begins with offering her a view of his Watch, and the cheerfully displayed 【 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. written on it.
he hasn't found the dildo candidate yet. it's fine. having someone in mind to help him first is more efficient anyway.]
If you're willing, and have a task in turn, then that seems an easy agreement to strike.
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Do you have one you'd like to use?
[Her eyes search him. Not very thoroughly, but at a glance she doesn't see a toy on hand. Though she has seen a lot of varied items strewn across the maze and gardens from people rejecting the toys found in the chests. Whether it be newer people scandalized by the paraphernalia, or more settled guests unhappy with their loot, will stay mystery. Either way, if Luke doesn't have a dildo on him she's sure they could find one.]
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iii again heh
needless to say, he is quite... fucked up. but! not allowing his physical state to intervene with his research. if he has to walk around with a constant hard-on and have near continuous orgasms in his pants so be it. he's not embarrassed in the slightest.
he's moving on to another area of the dome when he spots someone seemingly speaking to the butterflies. he can't really tell if the guy is actually talking to them or just... talking at them, but he's intrigued either way. this is like, the first time anyone's successfully distracted him from his research haze. but it is, of course, so he can conduct even more research!]
Can you understand what they're saying?
bugs for the bug gods
More or less. They speak differently than the ones on Astra, but I can understand them well enough.
[he does sigh briefly, inhaling shallowly in turn.]
Though they seem quite delirious from the pollen.
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Can they understand you in turn? Or is it a one-way communication.
[he observes the other, noting his unique features.]
Do you originate from a species similar to butterflies?
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ii.
[Prompto looks tired, and he has his hand resting lightly on the right side of the maze, and as he talks, his stomach growls a little, audibly. Okay, so maybe he's been in this godforsaken maze for what feels like 6 years now, trying to get from where he ended up to the exit by just resting his hand on the right side of the maze and continuing.
It's been a long day.]
Do you uh...happen to know the way out of here? You just move so confidently, makes me feel like you do.
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... Ah.
[Prompto's stomach growling softens him a little, a huff of a sigh on his lips. turning toward the blond, he extends a hand to gesture behind them.]
If you're looking for out, it will be behind us. The center shouldn't be too much further, though, if you want to see if there's something worthwhile there. And it isn't that I know where I'm headed, but if one keeps the center in mind, mazes like these aren't so difficult.
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Instead, he turns back to the dark-haired man and sighs himself.]
Let's uh...go check out the center then, I guess. I mean, there's been treasure boxes and I found some clothes and stuff, maybe there's something to eat in the middle.
[He tries really hard not to sound desperate, but he probably does. And maybe he's pouting a little.]
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IV
[ It was nice to take a moment and smell the roses, instead of looking over and getting caught up accidentally staring at people... busy elsewhere on the wide lawn. Which she'd assumed was from them being out in the conservatory recently, or swept up from the various things in the chests. The watch eventually pinging and offering to play a game, despite knowing how the games had go, made it all click enough for her to select something on the third level.
'Participate in a sex act you have never engaged in before with another player.'
Which, honestly? Took a while to think about. With how things were last time, she thinks that counted as being out in public, or with a risk of getting caught. Jisu was still pondering when Luke showed up asking for an assist. They weren't going to question the stiffness, especially if this was a 'wildcard' as well. Everyone had to adjust, as even they were still doing. That made it more important for her to keep things relaxed, right?
Setting the rose back down into the sea of flowers, they leaned against their knee with a smile. ]
I can definitely help. Though I'm not sure if you're actually willing- Mine's a little challenging. So, how about this. Which prompt did you get?
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Mm, I'm sure it's something we can figure out.
[it can't be any worse than a kidnapping, right? in any case, Luke's awkward stiffness seems to be more a result of his general state of being than any actual trouble with the game. he'd be lying if he claimed this was the first time he'd ever propositioned someone. it's only that, frankly, this particular interaction is less of a transaction than normal.]
My prompt is rather simple. "Engage in any sex act involving penetration on the Grand Flower Lawn with another player." [he holds up the Watch to show them the display, the 【 3♢ 】message still emblazoned there.] I imagine, at least, that it will work with a number of the other options.
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[ Her eyes scanned around, and honestly, it explained a little more as to why people were doing so. She'd thought that the resort had just gotten people into doing things a particular way. Still, no one was really paying much attention to other couplings, and no one was really particularly close. ]
I can definitely help with that.
[ Though- There was still that concentrated expression. 'Outside' and 'around others' were both things that've been done before. One because she was originally a snake, and the other thanks to those vending machines a while ago. It didn't help that, for all her years, it was hard to think of all the things that could be done with sex.
Nearly 800 years being mostly basic, because most humans they'd been around were basic before the resort.]Mine is performing a sex act I've never done before. Which I've honestly been having trouble coming up with.
[ Though she'll hold out her wrist to show the watch face for her challenge, to be fair. ]
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apologies for the delay, my body decided to try to do a murder over new meds smh
oh nooo adjustment hell is a horrible hell to get stuck in
It is! I think I'm finally getting over the worst of it though. Hopefully. I wanna rp, raa
it seems that you have plenty of rp in your future again
Here's hoping, at least!
fingers crossed!
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