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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.

Natasha Romanoff | MCU
[All right, this is a new and different kind of strange for Natasha, but she's dealt with plenty of strange before and she doesn't see any reason for the strategy to change.
Step one: stay rational. Getting panicky has never, not once, improved a situation. Whether it's facing gods or aliens, or tech billionaires' on a self-destructive bent, keeping a clear head and a sense of perspective can only help.
Step two: assess the situation.
Which... appears to be a bathroom.
And she appears to be naked.
No clothes, no weapons, no gear.]
Great.
[Muttering, she turns on the tap and tests the water, leaning into smell it for any sign of chemicals and, when it proves safe, cupping her hands and splashing it over her face.
At least it grounds her in the here and now.]
Now where are the towels...
[Stoically, she starts riffling through the cupboards of... well... whoever's bathroom she might have landed in.
Maybe yours?]
THE MAIN LOBBY
[Situation update: the lobby is a far better venue for recon than a private bathroom was. It's also a moderately more awkward place to be naked, her skin exposed to all eyes, in all her scars and injuries. She accepts the robe when it's offered.
She also accepts coffee and a single serving bottle of vodka, discreetly pouring the latter into the former as she surveys the other arrivals as they file in by ones and twos.
She finds a corner with a good vantage and sips, considering her options.
If she has options.]
THE FLOWER MAZE
Is it just me, or are these a little creepy?
[The statues stare down enigmatically among the flowers, the whole scene a little too Victorian gothic novel for Natasha's tastes—the worn down statues, decadence being overrun by nature, everything smelling sweet and buzzing with secrets.
Her nose scrunches up as she angles a glance at whoever happens to be nearby.]
It feels like they're watching me.
[The statues, for their part, don't react to her suspicions.]
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS
[Natasha's exploration takes her to the conservatory. Not surprising, really. Her exploration takes her a lot of places. This one wouldn't be special, if it weren't for the pollen floating in thick motes through the air, sticking to the ground, sticking to her clothes and her skin in a gritty film.
She sneezes, but it seems to do little to clear her nose.
A warm blush colors her cheeks, the pink flush spreading down her neck and down her chest. A small sound, something like a sigh, escapes her.
She opens her mouth, a quip on her tongue, but it doesn't quite leave it. Instead, she says:] Oh.
[Very intelligent.]
Wildcard
the bathroom button
only to be greeted by the sight of a very, very naked woman, face dripping with water. violet eyes narrow, and then a barely audible sigh. ]
Bathrobe. Cabinet. Top level. Come out when done.
[ then she closes the door and waits. ]
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And probably not the best way to make a first impression. Her tone is level, almost professional when she responds.]
Thanks. Just give me a minute, and I'll be out of your hair.
[And it is less than a minute before she emerges, thankfully covered even if a bathrobe hardly feels like being dressed.
She can't help but absently consider how to get rid of it if the situation turned into a fight.
She'll try to avoid that.]
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Care to explain yourself?
[ normally belarus would have been less than courteous towards strangers. but the resort is a strange place, and strange happenings are aplenty. might as well get an explanation before taking the next course of action. ]
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Wish I could, unfortunately I don't have a satisfying explanation.
[She has the grace to sound embarrassed about that. It's not Natasha's habit to be caught underinformed, and she doesn't care for the experience.]
Actually, I was hoping you could clue me in. I take it people don't often suddenly appear in your bathroom.
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You are right, and it sounds as if you are a new arrival. I was one but roughly two months ago myself. Was in a bridal gown instead of arriving naked.
[ it has her thinking that perhaps this is the default state of all those who are kidnapped here. and seeing that her watch has a new incoming message, belarus taps it and reads out what's written, both for herself and the woman before her. ]
"Kidnapped" is the easiest answer, but for what purpose, I am not certain.
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The flower maze
[says the man with long ears and spindly finger claws. His new yellow track suit is ill-fitted for his lean frame, but there's nothing for it really. With little more than a glance toward her, Luke shrugs and steps toward the statues to examine them.]
They are out of place though. I'm no appraiser, but they seem much older than the rest of the decor.
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Compared to the raccoon, this is downright normal.]
Considering how many of them there are, someone put a lot of effort into throwing in a detail that doesn't fit in.
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Unless it's a detail they couldn't remove in the first place—but either way, it does deserve some consideration. The good news is that it seems highly unlikely that they're meant to frighten us, exactly.
[and that makes them interesting, to the aurorian. fingers curl to loop a claw around the ivy, pulling it away to get a better look.]
In Umbraton, they would be to monitor and record conversations for safety and blackmail.
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[Not that the surveillance comes as a surprise, but the idea of using statues to do it sends a message.
She can't say just what that message is, but it still feels pointed.
On the other hand, these also feel pointed.]
Wouldn't it be more effective if they hid the bugs?
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[they're still statues, after all. the living machines are more of a Lumina problem, really... not that that means anything at all to the conversation at hand.]
The bugs... [sorry, Nat, that makes his nose wrinkle a little. he's never liked that term.] There's no need to hide devices if they're in so many places that it's inefficient to get rid of them.
Umbraton is a black market town, after all.
[dropping the vines he'd lifted, Luke follows the statue to its back and around to the other side. there's... nothing terribly of note about it, which is itself noteworthy, isn't it? sorry, he's distracted himself a little bit. he's still listening, at least.]
They're damaged, but don't show signs of actual fragility. It's as if the damage was intentional, but why?
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Main Lobby
He accepts the coffee that's offered to him by the front desk and then starts to make a beeline for the most secluded corner he can find. Unfortunately, he is beaten to it by a petite redhead. He comes up short, pausing awkwardly, and immediately starts looking for another secluded corner.
No offense to Natasha, of course, she just radiates and air of no-nonsense and in general Hyunsu is trying to stay out of people's way.]
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[Sorry to say, he's been spotted, and his moment of hesitation noticed.
She sips her coffee, barely noticing the alcohol.]
Just get here too?
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Yeah.
[He finally answers as he moves to sit, though he's careful to keep a respectful distance as he takes his seat. He also doesn't elaborate, though it may look like he's thinking about it. But experience as taught him that when in doubt it's better to keep his mouth shut, so he does. Sorry your new companion is a thoroughly traumatize 18 year old, Natasha.]
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She scootches a little to give him extra space, but at the same time her attention narrows, no longer taking in the full lobby to focus on her new companion.]
You look like you're taking it about as well as I am.
[Which is to say, she's not taking it well, even if she's better at keeping a neutral face.]
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Maybe that's the point.]
It could be worse.
[For example, it could be an apocalyptic hellscape.]
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rolls in twenty minutes late with starbucks also MAIN LOBBY
he tucks that away. it's not useful; being angry won't change anything. she needs information, not for him to rail against things they can't change.
steve grabs a coffee of his own and slides into place next to natasha, raising an eyebrow as he sips at his drink. ]
Anyone interesting?
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She's not happy to be kidnapped, but Steve is on the very short list of people she trusts to watch her back when the situation gets weird.
He's also on the short list she'd trust to bring her up to speed.]
Oh, you know. All the interesting people seem to show up late.
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Look who's talking, I've been here for a month already.
[ which, he knows, will sound insane to her. time and multiverse shenanigans will do that, though. ]
Wanna take a walk? I'll give you the grand tour, catch you up to speed.
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Though it does also raise some uncomfortable possibilities. Those will wait for another time. She also knows when to focus on the problem in front of her.]
A month and you haven't taken this whole place down? Well, good thing I showed up to help when I did.
[Like this is just another day at work for them.]
I could go for a walk. Now that I have pants again and all.
THE FLOWER MAZE
[ She speaks, and he looks up from where he is, one eyebrow raised for a moment. He looks to the statues she refers. ]
Ah. Them. Chances are - not to feed your concerns - they just might be. We've had portraits make demands of us in elevators, after all.
[ He does give Natasha an appreciative smile. ] Of course, if I was going to choose, myself, I'm certain they are watching you, rather than me.
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A little bit of a smile flits over her features.]
Remind me to avoid the elevators.
[She's yet to experience that particular challenge, but she's clearly taking notes. If only mentally.]
Are you always this smooth?
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Hopefully you don't end up with a room high up, then.
[ Shanks clears his throat, smile tightening in mild surprise. His eyes flicker down, then he looks back at Natasha. ]
I'm afraid not. You caught me on a good day.
Find anything decent in the treasure chests? If you've found any? It's not the kind of treasure I'm accustomed to.
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[Her tone is bemused. She'd heard that sex was the primary transaction here, so she probably shouldn't be surprised.
None the less, having cock rings and bullet vibrators squirreled away out here like an x-rated Easter egg hunt was a new one for her.
She shakes her head.]
I could have gone without finding those just a little longer.
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[ His own pockets are full of different toys, and a tube or two of lube. ]
Ah, but there's great fun in finding anything hidden, isn't there? You don't feel that thrill?
Is this your first time in the maze?
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