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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.
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A young man enters holding a knife and while Sherwood's large, grey eyes round he does not sounds the least bit panicked. He returns to sitting in the water, having not spotted where any towels were in the low light of the onsen.
In a dignified tone, he answers after clearing his throat,]
Young sir, I don't wish to inconvenience you, [Sherwood's hands remain dipped beneath the water, the older man relaxing back again, not wanting to make a threatening presence of himself. That would make for terrible manners, even for a trespasser like himself!]
But my eyesight is quite poor. Have you any robes I could borrow-? Or gloves to wear? So I might comply to your wishes, of course.
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So Akechi grumbles and returns to the hall, fetching a bathrobe which he tosses to the floor for Sherwood to fetch. He still watches closely.]
...Why do you need gloves?
[He says, wearing his own.]
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Why, I must admit a Druid's hands are dangerous things. Best to cover them up, as one might sheath a trusty sword- or a knife. As it were.
[The fact Akechi has his own gloves on doesn't escape Sherwood's notice, his eyesight growing poorer the closer than young man gets. The man is farsighted in ways both literal and figurative.]
You wear them yourself, young sir, might I ask your own reason?
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After a moment he leaves again, returning with a pair of gloves. A very worn one, which he's since replaced with nicer sets.]
It's just my preference. I do expect these to be returned, or to be compensated for them.
[Way to be stingy when you're rich now, Akechi. But it's mostly because he's petty and doesn't like this man in his room. Without invitation.]
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Sherwood takes the gloves and slips them on quickly, as if bashful to be glimpsed without. His hands seem perfectly normal beyond the expected cracks of age and scars someone practiced in swordsmanship would collect.
He offers a gloved hand over the edge of the bath to shake in proper greeting,]
Sherwood of the Unquestioned. A pleasure to meet you, young sir, even if it is unclear to me how I got here. [Akechi can see he's wearing a watch and the screen is glowing in the dim like. A wildcard. Freshly arrived. Not that Sherwood knows what this device is, it's very odd to have shackled to him, but other concerns are taking precedence.]
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He considers shaking Sherwood's hand, for a moment. And then he refuses, instead bowing politely. He figure the gesture will be understood, and well -- he wants to be careful before touching the druid's hands.
He does offer up the robe to him, though. Meanwhile, Akechi checks the watch, and... ah.]
I see. Someone glitched the arrival, and so you ended up in my onsen instead of... literally anywhere else in the resort. [He sighs. Someone else's fault, then.] There's an explanation on your watch. I'm sure they have welcome information at the lounge. Just watch out for the elevators, sometimes they make demands.
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He's probably taller than Akechi expects and in better shape than a man who looks his age would normally be. Sherwood is all long limbs and tightly wound muscles, the build of someone who might have been an acrobat in their prime years and had kept up as best they could with fitness in age. Aside from the antennae-like antlers of wood crawling out from his temple, Sherwood appears perfectly human,]
If I ever trespass here again, I would do so with intent, young sir. [He adds quickly,] Haha. A joke.
Information is of an utmost priority! Which is why I really must ask you; what should I watch and what must I resort to?
[he's both from a low tech-high fantasy world and an old man, Akechi, what are you talking about? Watch and resort are actions to him, not objects and places.]
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He smiles, his false smile. He's been doing that less. It feels even more false than before.]
I'd suggest you didn't.
[But then he blinks, contemplating. Ah, modern phrases. Right. He taps his own watch.] We call this a watch, as it was based on a wristwatch. The resort -- that is what they call this place. Normally a resort would be a place to rest, but...
[He rubs his forehead.]
You'll see soon enough.
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[It can, he's just wryly playing pathetic for sympathy.]
And might I have the name of my kind yet mysterious host?
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Ah... Just call me Akechi. Come, I'll show you to the door.
[Unless Sherwood can convince him to let him stay and rest a while.]
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What a bother, I cannot see a thing up close as these walls, even in such broad light. Have you any spare glasses? It seems I'm fit to owe you favor upon favor.
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Ah, no. My eyesight is fine. I'm sure the medical wing can get you set up with some.
[He's eager to be rid of Sherwood, but... He smiles, politely, with all his usual falsehood.]
You've yet to introduce yourself.
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Has he missed it or was he testing an old man's memory? Sherwood of the Unquestioned smirks to answer,]
Sherwood of the Springtide Clan. A pleasure.
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Then you arrived at the right time. This place is celebrating spring.
[He approaches the door, his demeanor shifted to something less hostile.] I'll escort you to the lobby. I'm sure they can better direct you.
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[He'll follow along with Akechi then, not really able to take in the surroundings except what is far off... and that's difficult when all he can much discern is this place is made up of very long hallways. At least, until they reach an elevator.]
You've yet to introduce yourself.
[He echoes at Akechi, before winking,]
I'm teasing, of course. Unless you also wish to change your answer.
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He laughs, lightly, at the joke.]
Ah, hardly. I only have one name-- [Unless you count his codenames] -- and my titles hardly matter here. This place only cares for our rank and suit.
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How interesting, indeed. I've always been recognized by one title or another, all throughout my life. They mattered greatly upon Myddvai... to have that all swept away?
[He hums, contemplating that thoughtfully. His conclusion?]
Cruel, yet amusing!
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You could consider it a fresh start. A chance to earn what you deserve. Assuming you don't get it handed to you on a silver platter.
[He hums, faintly, watching Sherwood for a reaction.]
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[This is a man with some... interesting views on social class, truly. You don't like a ruler, a king, a warlord-?
Kill them. Usurp the throne. Take what was theirs.]
Being a peasant is a mindset. I'm not so complacent.
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Until it doesn't. Still.]
Hmmm. And what would you do, to avoid the dredges? [He watches Sherwood, carefully. Hungry and curious.]
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[Sherwood made that so, granted himself power that was his and his along to utilize. If this place robbed him of his magic, he'd be singing a different tune.
He knows he has his abilities, however stifled by a sudden lack of sources to draw from. The first soul anchor in this new place is already sinking into Akechi. He's a vibrant, young man, someone who is useful to tap into. All Sherwood needs to do is not be so forgettable as to sever that chain.]
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This place isn't meant for literal combat, though I assume you meant something more metaphorical. I hope you pick up on the rules of the game quite quickly.