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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
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▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's April event.
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Hearing Felix stutter over that answer has him turning to face his friend, however, hands coming out to rest against his shoulders. A good half of that explanation raised a dozen new questions and inconsistencies in his mind, but he ignored those for right now to focus on the current crisis. ]
Hey. Look at me. You know I’m the last person who would judge, right? It’s not something to be ashamed of. But it also… presents a little bit of a complication now that you’re here. This place… it definitely prioritizes quantity over quality. Not that you can’t have both, but…
[ But abstaining wasn’t really an option here. Not without some pretty fucked up consequences. None of which he wanted to see Felix go through. ]
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Don't go for the belly, he will claw you.]Ugh. Why did I even begin to think I should get advice from you? You give the worst talks.
[He quiets for a moment. He's still there... a couple years back, he would have swatted Sylvain's hands away and walked off by now.]
I'm not ashamed of anything. I'm just... not built for this. I'm made for blood and battle. ...But with the war ended recently, there was going to be less of that anyway.
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what about your tail?Also he does not give the worst talks, you just don't like the same topics he does. Also you're very bad at talking in general, so he really doesn't think you're one to criticize here.
Even if Felix had made some very good points, ones that he couldn't really argue. Although he'd intended to try. At least until that last sentence comes out and Sylvain just. Freezes.
Blinks at him, mouth dropping open again. ]
....What do you mean, the war ended?
[ You can't just drop impossibilities like that on him out of nowhere, Felix! ]
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[Frustrated, he rubs the side of his head. Inconsistencies keep popping up, and he doesn't know what he should be doing about them.]
If we start comparing notes on the entire war, we're probably going to be standing here in the middle of toxic flowers for days.
[...He realizes, after a moment, that leaving it at that without spoiling the much-anticipated ending would be too mean even for him.]
...We succeeded, by the way.
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[ Luckily there's a stone bench nearby, but he does sink down on it. A hand scrapes over his face as he huffs out a deep breath, head spinning at the implications in those seemingly innocuous statements.
The war was over. There was an over. He didn't know if the same could be said for the memories he had of his home - or why none of them matched. He didn't know what time was doing back in his home, if it was still moving on without him or it was just....frozen there somehow. Neither was a good option, really. One would have him labelled a traitor and a coward for abandoning his prince and his friends on the eve of a crucial battle and the other... had him still having to step foot onto that battlefield when it was the last place he wanted to be.
People might think he was crazy, but so far? Staying here and not having to face either of those options was still his best bet. Even with as fucked up as this place was.
But Felix had answers - of a sort - and that has his head coming back up to narrow his gaze at his old friend. ]
And Dimitri? Ingrid? The Professor? We really drove the Empire back? Completely?
[ That had seemed so impossible, with all that had been arrayed against them. ]
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There's still some straggling forces in the south to mop up, but the empire has lost all of its key leaders and strategists. It's done for. And I don't know which professor you're talking about, but Dimitri and Ingrid are fine.
[Which professor is worth the extra mention of concern? Professor Jeritza was hardly around, only Mercedes was looking out for him. Felix frowns, already feeling a discrepancy coming up.]
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Our Professor? The only reason we were even doing as well as we were in that war? Byleth, Felix.
[ Surely their own worlds could not be so different as that? ]
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That sounds like a joke. I can't begin to imagine The Ashen Demon as a professor. Our professor at the academy was Jeritza, for the short time we were there.
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I... what? Jeritza? [ Was that guy still even alive? He'd barely paid him any mind, even when they had been back at the Academy. ] And we were there for almost a year, Felix. That wasn't really a short time.
[ It had certainly been more than enough time for Byleth to make an impression on all of them. Even Felix. ]
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[He sinks his fingers into his hair at the side of his head.]
Sylvain, what is this supposed to mean? From what I remember, the academy was closed just a few months into classes. But Dimitri and I dropped out even sooner.
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It was only once Edelgard revealed herself to be the Flame Emperor and outright attacked the Monastery that things were closed. And then, everyone thought Dimitri and the Professor were dead, and you and I had our hands full keeping the Empire out of the North. We definitely we weren't winning - more like delaying the inevitable. Not until we all met up after those five years, like we all promised, and learned that neither Dimitri or the Professor were dead. That's when the tides of the war started to shift.
[ Because he hadn't left Felix's side through all of that. It had been Dimitri they'd thought lost to them, all that time. He doesn't understand why Felix apparently came from a place where everything was so different. What had changed? ]
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Sounds like a different war with the Empire.
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Different how? How did it happen for you?
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[He bites his lip a moment, thinks about pulling Sylvain up from the bench, but in the end winds up sitting down beside him with a rough sigh instead.]
I thought something looked a little different about you. Five years? For me, it's been three years since leaving the academy.
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[ As far as jokes go, it falls a little flat, but he considers that. Wonders if that made a difference for Dimitri. Not being alone. Not discovering Edelgard's secret. Not having the last remnants of his grip on his sanity shredded completely.
He rubbed his hand over his face again. He's not sure he'll ever stop grieving everything they all had stolen from them. ]
I'm glad you were at his side. That someone was. He needed you.
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[Is it right to call that Sylvain "you"? It aches too much to think of them as separate men, that the man beside him isn't who he's known for decades. He doesn't want to make that distinction, even if it might be correct.]
It's not like you weren't around and useful, too. You've really helped him... and... helped me too.
[A pink flush reaches the tips of his ears. He crosses his arms and looks down.]
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Then leans over and playfully jabs Felix in the ribs. ] But from what you've said, I haven't managed to utterly corrupt you yet. So clearly I gotta work on that now.
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Oh, shut up. Being told that you're useful was so much of a pat on the head that now you think you can get away with being a hindrance?
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Hey, I'll take what compliments I can get, especially when they come from you. And who said I'd be a hindrance? I think we can both agree that I'm... uniquely trained in dealing with a place like this.
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[He rolls his eyes at him.]
So if you call that training, you get to say you've been training all that time you were fooling around?
[Still. He thinks on it for a moment, and huffs a sigh.]
...I suppose you're not wrong, for this kind of place.
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But he just laughs and playfully elbows Felix lightly, grinning when he hears that huffed sigh. That was the rare sound of Felix admitting he was right. He's heard it like three times in his life. ]
Look. This place is definitely... different. But that doesn't mean you can't make your own rules as you go. Find a way to do this in a way you're comfortable with. I'll help you figure it out.
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Bringing tactics and strategies into it now too? Are you trying to convince me that it's the same as battle?
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Are you trying to say it's not? Doesn't matter if you're plotting an ambush, playing a game of chess, or staring across a ballroom. Those tactics and strategies can be adapted into what you need.
[ And if Felix tried to claim that dating wasn't a battle of it's own sort... well, Sylvain had unfortunate news for him. Not that he had a lot of experience with actual dating, but everything else? ]
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[Comparing it to battle is both absurd to him, and also makes it a little easier to swallow. He knows battle, and he knows training his body. He's always pushed himself.]
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[ He’s been here for months now and he still had a hard time wrapping his head around it most days.
But it does have him glancing over to study Felix’s expression, his own turning serious once more. ]
Do you at least have an idea of what you like? What you don’t?
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