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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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Genya Shinazugawa | KNY | current character

[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-19 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
A. LAWN GAMES
1 OF DIAMONDS CLOSED TO CR, 1 OF SPADES OPEN TO ALL;
[ Someone’s brokeass.

Normally the slayer would be reluctant to engage with the resort’s games at all. However, the lack of funds has been a challenge; he had initially assumed he could live on the monthly stipend provided by the resort, but he’s since learned that it’s not easy if he wants to ever eat on a regular schedule. An insidious way to force the hands of those that don’t want to play the game.

Level one sounds like it’ll be easy. Something even he could do. Which is why he makes a selection, holding his breath until the task is sent to him.

The 1 of Diamonds challenge makes him choke on his own spit. Even in the weeks since he’s made some kind of peace with having to do what he must, his heart races and sweat drips down the curve of his spine. It’s too much to approach a stranger, so he will look for someone he knows to some degree — before approaching, swallowing thickly.

The 1 of Spades challenge is also troubling. He isn’t the type of person to steal. Immediately, he wants to quit this challenge—but the enticement of a small payout lingers with his bank account dangerously low. Maybe it’ll be fine if he returns the item once he’s given the pay? With that thought in mind, Genya scans the area, looking for a target that might not even notice if he picked something out of their pocket. ]


B. THE ORCHARD
OPEN TO ALL;
[ Genya has always been interested in plants. While his hobby is raising bonsai, the fact that the staff have managed to cultivate an altogether new breed of fruit is fascinating to him. They’re strange, and he observes each new one with genuine interest. Ultimately, he ends up peeling open the orangeberry to give it a curious taste; it is surprisingly good, a somewhat muted citrus with a hint of sweet.

What he doesn’t expect are the effects. Rookie mistake.

It starts with inspecting one of the peaplumto. The skin is fuzzy, an intense and interesting sensation brushing across his fingers. It almost makes him smile. Then, he runs his palms along the bark of the trees. And then rolls in the grass. It’s all so intense, every sensation overwhelming in a way that’s actually pleasant.

He goes too far riding this high. When walking to another area of the orchard, without thinking, he reaches out to touch a passing guest’s hair. ]


Oh, uh. [ he realizes how utterly strange this is after doing it; the teen yanks his hand back like he’s touched a hot oven, ] Sorry! It just looked soft—…


C. BUNS GONE WILD
OPEN TO ALL;
[ A battle is taking place at the back of the vegetable gardens.

The scene: a battalion of bunnies chomping on a small assortment of bonsai trees and watermelon as a young man tries desperately to hold them off, the lone soldier to defend against the onslaught. He catches a few in his hands and gently moves them away, but as soon as he does, those bunnies are replaced by other bunnies. His poor bonsai trees and watermelon crop are in shambles; despite this being a sinking ship of a situation, he preserveres, the constant flow of moving bunnies away only to be replaced by new hungry reinforcements.

Helpless, he looks around—Genya isn’t normally much of a guy to engage with others, especially for help, but desperate times. He might have a scary face but he would never harm innocent animals like these bunnies. They don’t know that they’re destroying his hard work and that bonsai trees aren’t meant as food. ]


Hey—hey, could you help? They’re going to eat everything at this rate…!


D. BLOOMING DISEASE
OPEN TO ALL;
[ They won’t let him leave the clinic.

Surly and tired, Genya’s head sinks into the pillow of his patient bed. He’s been coughing up purple Iris petals for days and stubbornly refusing to do anything about it; while he is normally an excellent patient, being told that fucking is the only cure had spiked anger and resentment. What kind of bullshit is this?! His energy had been extremely high the first day of refusal. Now, the vines and roots have spread, and the amount of petals that come out of each cough are enough to make some nice bags of potpourri.

He had been lucky to have a room to himself since his roommate cured their disease and left. But now, the door opens with a new fellow patient: you. He will be quiet for a while until hoarsely asking, ]


How long’s it been for you?

[ Or, alternatively, it’s time for a checkup of this stubborn patient. Doctor or nurse, he will be polite but continue to be stubborn about getting treatment — perhaps he needs someone to smack some sense into him? ]


( current player; currently in game. please note genya is 17. ota, limits are bathroom/snuff. hit me up via PM if you’d like to plot something more specific or hit me with a wildcard. )
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[personal profile] hatefuldays 2024-04-20 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
No, I totally get it!

[ A normal girl would probably admonish him for not keeping his hands to himself. Fortunately(?), *Hyun-ae isn't a normal girl.

She grabs a handful of her own hair, running her fingers through it. ]


Isn't it so soft? It's amazing! I just got it today!
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-22 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ ... she's taking his random grab surprisingly well. He's relieved, with shoulders relaxing and a soft exhale. A normal girl would (rightly) admonish him for not keeping his hands to himself. Riding the high of sensory delights is too dangerous.

He blinks, mildly dumbfounded. Just got it today? He hesitates, doing a double take, before mentally scolding himself. Of course women can wear a wig if they want to. It just doesn't look like one. ]


Oh, uh, I can't tell at all. That it's a wig. Really good job.

[ He is awkward but earnest, bowing his head a little in a show of apology for touching without permission. Even if she says it's fine -- he knows better! ]
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[personal profile] hatefuldays 2024-04-22 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
It's not a wig! I'm actually a robot, this whole body is brand new.

[ Not that it's easy to tell at a glance. At a squint, the edges of the eyes look maybe a little off, but that's about it.

She does a little twirl, clearly excited about her new chassis. ]


So, what do you think of the Marigold '89 Hardframe? The catalog said it was 99% of the way to being totally indistinguishable from a real human!
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-25 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh no… he’s touched a weirdo. While he’s since learned what robots are, what the hell is Marigold ‘89 Hardframe?

So Genya just stares at her, unblinking, still itching to touch things and resisting the urge. ]


Huh?

[ A very intelligent reply. Finally, he squints, trying to think of something nice to say while she shows off. Girls like compliments. Even ones that… might not be real? Unclear. ]

Uh… yeah… you’re pretty?

[ Nailed it. ]
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[personal profile] hatefuldays 2024-04-25 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Ah... I'm being a weirdo, aren't I?

[ She knew this would happen. First time in centuries that she's been in the vicinity of other people. ]

Sorry! I'm just feeling really outgoing right now for some reason. [ She bows. Really deep and a bit too formal. ] My name's Hyun-ae, I'm an AI.
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-29 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Being outgoing doesn't make you a weirdo...

[ He's the weirdo. Touching girls' hair, getting flustered around girls in general, not knowing how to deal with them... by all accounts, if you compare them, she's perfectly normal.

He returns the bow with equal formalness, wanting to return the sentiment. His brow furrows, however, at her next sentence. He has no idea what that means. ]


AI? What, are you from China...?

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B!

[personal profile] moedred 2024-04-20 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Mordred is in something of a daze herself as she wanders through the orchard. she's been here a while and tasted most if not all of the fruit available at one time or another so she's really feeling herself. though, not quite as literally as Genya when his fingers slip effortlessly through the ends of her blonde pony tail.

she spins around suddenly as her own hands fly up to ensure everything is still secure, fingers smoothing over the braids on either side of her head before traveling further back to blindly inspect her wild updo. she's flush as is but the little unexpected tug she feels against her scalp when his fingers pass through silken strands causes those rosy cheeks to darken... and her nipples to harden. seems like the orrangeberries are still circulating through her system... or maybe it's the pollen finally getting to her?
]

Wh-What the hell? You lookin' to get your ass beat, punk?

[ her hair may be soft but unfortunately her personality is not.... ]
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-22 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh no. Oh no. A very cute lady. One that he touched, thoughtlessly, and now she's mad. Understandably so. Genya fumbles over himself to apologize again, suddenly tongue-tied because she's so cute. He's always had a hard time talking to women, especially cute ones. Somehow, she's even cuter when she's angry like that, with darkened cheeks. At least, he figures that's a blush of rage.

He holds his criminal hands up to present the proverbial white flag. She's cute, so his own face has spiked to a bright shade of crimson in turn. ]


I, uh... No! No... [ honf, honf, must remember how to use human speech, ] You just—sorry, your hair just looked... really soft. I didn't think. Really, I'm sorry...

[ Should he kneel and slam his head to the ground? He's seriously considering it, not knowing what else to do. ]
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[personal profile] moedred 2024-04-24 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ groveling at her feet WOULD score him bonus points but he is under no circumstances obligated to do so. Mordred's eyes narrow as he fumbles over his words, her patience wearing thin as she awaits a proper explanation. what she gets is a bumbling fool....

once she's certain her hair is not amiss she lowers her hands back down to rest them on her hips as she stares him down mercilessly.
]

Didn't your mother ever teach you not to touch things that don't belong to you?
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-27 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
I—yeah...

[ His mother, a good woman, did in fact teach him that. She may be rolling in her grave at this rudeness, though he does hope that she has no view into the workings of this resort whatsoever. He can only hang his head in shame, knowing his mistake. A smoother guy might make some kind of flirtatious quip; Genya is as smooth as sandpaper. ]

Can I make it up to you somehow? I feel bad.

[ But apparently not bad enough to be rid of the urge to touch it again. For the brief moment that his fingers had wandered, it had felt like running through silk. The tips of his fingers still tingle with a ghost of the sensation. ]
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[personal profile] moedred 2024-04-27 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ RIP mama genya.

it's probably for the best that he isn't the type to brazenly flirt as it's unlikely to be received well... not for any fault of his own, mind. Mordred is just.... Mordred. in other words, it's a bit like flirting with a brick wall that occasionally catches fire. as pointless as it is dangerous...
]

No. [ she refuses him outright.

but then she thinks better of it.
]

... Actually, do you know where the hell the exit is? I feel like I've been stuck in this fruit hole for hours.
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-29 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. A reasonable, simple request. It doesn't make him feel better about being an unintentional creep but it's a start. Genya nods, turning to look down the rows of trees. It's a long stretch, yardage impressive for a space supposedly inside a resort. ]

Yeah, you have to make a few lefts and rights ... it's pretty confusing if you aren't used to it. [ he is hesitant lest she think he's a total weirdo for the offer but the desire to make it up to her still stands. he swallows, trying to put aside his nerves. ] I'll show you. I come here a lot, so I know it pretty well.

[ He pointedly sticks his traitorous hands in his pockets to show he doesn't intent any more funny business. Assuming she doesn't rebuke him outright and ditch his ass, he begins to head down the way. ]

This pollen is weird. Way thicker than normal. Don't know what's going on with it, but it doesn't help make finding the way out easier. All the signs are coated in it.

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[personal profile] deathmaxxing 2024-04-22 11:12 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my.

[ This is a lot of bunnies. She's seen a great deal of them during her stroll, but none compare to the snow-white horde gathered at this young man's feet, advancing like a relentless tide towards whatever he's trying to defend. What to do? She doubts her kudan powers will be of much service in this situation, and she hasn't found any suitable weapon yet. At this rate, however, he is sure to be overwhelmed by an army of fluffy little beasts.

For a moment, she thinks, and then an idea seems to occur to her. There is no time to explain—clearly this is an urgent matter. Without a word, Rikka takes off in the direction she had last seen gardeners. Her delicate frame may make her seem sickly, but she's rather quick and light on her feet, and she locates her desired people within a few minutes. Once appraised of the situation, and considering the conservatory's dire straits, they don't hesitate to hand over their best tools; she carries them behind her, victorious, upon her return to the ambush. ]


Catch!

[ Much like a basketball, a tall harvest basket is passed in the direction of the young man. For her part, Rikka bends down and scoops up the closest pile of fuzzy little convicts, setting them gently down into their temporary holding cell. ]
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-25 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ When the only person nearby hustles away, Genya is distraught. Alone, the rabbits will surely overcome him and win. His poor bonsai trees will be scraps. His watermelons—there won’t be anything left of those, only sad naked patches on the ground to mark their graves.

But like the sun at dawn, she returns. He reaches to catch the basket, relief etched into every line of his face. The rabbits continue to bounce and eat, filled with boundless energy. Genya nods, quickly mirroring his new partner’s actions and carefully catching bunnies inside the basket. ]


There are so many. [ a frustrated gripe as he stuffs another eager rabbit into the basket, ] These aren’t gonna hold them all…

[ They’re going need to work fast… his poor plants 😭 they may not even survive at this rate. They’re looking wilted. Bereft. So sad.

He scoops more bunnies while trying usher the others away. They ripple and bounce, an adorable wave of garden-ruining. He backs up closer to his newfound partner, pushed by the bunnies he doesn’t want to accidentally step on. ]


Can we lead ‘em off?? Do rabbits do that?

[ Like sheep?? ]
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[personal profile] sweetsong 2024-04-23 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the door swings open and entering the now shared room is a sullen looking young man whose eyes are downcast. in his hand, a handkerchief that's stained with bright green blotches is being raised up to his mouth so that he can cough into it rather than spray the room with the equally vivid looking petals.

instead, he just collects the few that somehow push out from his body and. sighs forlornly. ]


Um...

[ he looks at genya. he looks back at the floor. and then right back to him. ]

... I don't know. Probably just a few hours.
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-25 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh… he looks so sad. Genya’s heart softens despite himself, and despite the fact that between the two of them, he’s the one looking like literal shit from days of the illness. He frowns, a slight downturn of lips in concern. Jeez, the could give the guy a few painkillers to help him out… ]

Sorry.

[ As if it’s his fault somehow. Genya hesitates, body going tense with the violence of another coughing fit. Rather than a few petals, it’s a deluge; a wave of purple covers the chair and floor in a scattered mess. He sighs once it ends, brow furrowed and light sheen of tears in his long lashes. ]

… Sorry.

[ Another apology, this time for the mess. He tries to scoop the petals into a pile to make them easier to sweep up. ]

I’ll try to cough less.
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[personal profile] sweetsong 2024-04-26 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
No, no... you don't have to apologize!

[ his eyes widen upon watching the torrent of petals leave genya's lips. even if he tried to cover up his mouth, there's no way he would've been able to hide the number of petals that tumble to the floor for him to then clean up. a pang of guilt echoes in his chest and resonates, cooling the blood in his veins.

and then he goes over to help. he kneels down, pocketing his own handful of cloth and petals. ]


If you have to clear your lungs then that's what you need to do. Until you get healed.

[ besides, they're both sick. it's not like they can make themselves sicker. he curls his hands beneath genya's to help with his effort. ]

And I guess... ehe, I'm here to help with that...

[ it's his turn to cough again but nothing comes out this time. ]
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-04-29 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Robin coughs but Genya chokes. Spit lodges in his throat as his cheeks darken to a deep pink, a shade that matches the roots of his ears. It doesn't help that his new roommate's hands are curled beneath his too; small and slender, pretty delicate fingers. Genya yanks his hands up, suddenly keenly aware of the other man and his adorableness.

He ends up coughing again, spraying out more purple petals in every direction before rubbing his mouth with his palm. ]


Th, that's...! I don't need anything. I told 'em I'm fine. Totally healthy. [ he says, covered in wet petals. ] You... you don't have to do anything, okay? Don't feel pressure from the doctors.
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[personal profile] sweetsong 2024-04-30 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's hearing what genya's putting down but all he can see are petals. he's not going to call him out for lying or anything but...

robin casually brushes one of the purple ones out of his hair as he does his best to stifle a giggle. mostly so that he doesn't join the other sick boy in the coughing. ]


I bet if you were fine you wouldn't be here. Yeah?

[ and then he can't help himself. raising his arm, he expels another little burst of petals out from the crook of his elbow. ]

But... if we don't do anything, we can't leave...
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[personal profile] demawn 2024-05-03 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Way to tug at his heartstrings by barely doing anything at all. The other man looks so miserable that Genya’s steel resolve begins to crumble, waver after waver piling up at the sad way he coughs into his elbow and spits petals. He’s always been painfully weak for cute things and people. ]

That’s… true…

[ The slayer swallows thickly, reaching out to pat the back of the other man’s hand. Even he isn’t sure what he’s truing to achieve with the gesture. Reassurance, probably? ]

I’m Shinazugawa Genya. What’s your name?

[ One step at a time. Even having been in the resort for a few months and having relaxed an inch, he still refuses to have any kind of anonymous encounter. Building a relationship with someone may only end up hurting later, but it’s a compromise with himself that he isn’t willing to give up. ]

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[personal profile] rampages 2024-04-25 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
( now that she no longer has to lay low from others, guideau is here, experiencing the gardens. despite the blooms of roses intertwined with the diamond mark on her neck, she has little love for the fields of flowers, and is easily found overseeing them with a scoff. in fact, as genya approaches, she’s in the process of stomping down a particularly offensive rose, grinding it under the heel of a boot a little too stylish for the deranged monster she actually is. )

— It’s you.

( she remarks when glancing up to see him. a fairly neutral greeting, all things considered, if not outright positive. genya has more charm and swag than he could ever imagine, as it turns out. )

The hell are you so sweaty for?

( well? still trying to pulverize every last molecule of the world’s unluckiest rose, she folds her arms. )
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[ It's funny—objectively, Guideau is both cute and terrifying, yet she's somehow the girl he's the most comfortable with in the entire resort. Which is why Genya watches her crush that rose beneath her heel without speculating hard on why she's doing it. It seems to track with everything he knows about her so far, and he even feels a bit of camaraderie with that mulched flower. She might be doing the same to his dick soon.

Even with some level of comfort his nerves don't ease. Genya swallows as a feeling of dread rolls around his stomach like a tumbleweed. ]


I... uh. [ he clears his throat as it tries to crack. keep cool, keep cool. ] Was wondering. If I could ask you something... if you're interested... [ he clears his throat again, even sweatier, ] ... can I, uh, go down on you?
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[personal profile] rampages 2024-05-04 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
What, like in a fight?

( the true source of his nervousness flies right over her head, it seems. there’s still a suspicious cant to her gaze; it’s enough to free the rose from its eternally-trampled prison, as she shifts, as she readies for combat. but—

she doesn’t pounce on him, which is probably for the best. she does step forward, leaning in close, trying to get a better measure of what his true intentions are. looks like you’ll have to use a few more explicit words than that, buddy. )
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What? No.

[ His nerves hike when she approaches but he stands his ground. Despite his distaste for the resort and its demands, he promised himself that he would somehow get that wish for the sake of his brother. It means committing to the game—so as much as he’d like to crawl away, he won’t.

It’s both a blessing and a curse that Guideau has two whole braincells, with one of them devoted to fighting. It’s so familiar that it’s a relief. However, it also means that he has to explain his intentions, and he’d rather stab himself with a fork than get explicit. It leaves him flummoxed. ]


Like. [ silence stretches on for a good two minutes. why doesn’t she understand what that means!! ] Like…

[ Another lengthy pause. He stares at her face as his own neck and cheeks slowly turn red. He has no skills in flirting or dirty talk, so in the end, he says a single flat word: ]

Sex.