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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.
Monika | Doki Doki Literature Club! | 9♠ | current character
a. the bathroom button (open to new arrivals)
[ Monika's gotten used to being alone. Not just in her typical way, full of existential dread and woe, but simply because that's just how things go! She can't have people over all the time, no matter her desperation levels. While this led to many a day and night of listening to her walls whispering to her, it's become routine enough that she would never expect to have someone randomly show up in her room.
Or her bathroom. Especially in her bathroom. What a shame she ignored that message about this possibly happening!
Of course, as luck would have it, this unfortunate mishap occurs just when she's at her most relaxed and vulnerable, naked as the day she was "born," skin wet and rosy from a long shower. She hums a soft tune to herself after stepping out, heading towards the pile of towels she had at the ready to combat a few feet of soaked hair. It's a practiced, reflexive action, since she puts them in the same place every time, draped over her bathtub and--
Oh. That feels...different? She squeezes a few more times. Hmm. Towels shouldn't feel that way...
With some effort, she scrubs away the remaining water that's clouding her vision and-- ]
WHAT THE HELL!
[ Whatever body part she was squeezing--hopefully nothing, ah, below the nonexistent belt--it doesn't matter. Bathroom fight club has convened for a meeting, and she is ready to throw down. Nakedly. Or, more precisely, nakedly throw whatever is in reach. She's got plenty of bottles, and she knows how to use them! ]
Get! Out! Of! My! BATHROOM! [ Ooh, this bottle's made of glass. Better dodge it! ] And if I break anything I throw at you, you're paying for it!
[ Hopefully with a slow, painful death, brought on by a giant bottle of lotion! ]
b. the main lobby (ota)
[ While she's teetering on the edges of the resort's upper echelons, she is not above getting things for free. After having the sanctity of her bathroom ruined by some asshole named Steve (not the one with Rogers for a last name, though he could qualify as an asshole for other reasons), she deserved to take advantage of the "compensation" that'd been offered. The coffee fiend in her is ready to party!
So, party hard she shall. She's got two cardboard cup carriers worth of coffee balanced in her hands, looking pleased with herself as she settles in a chair near one of the crackling fireplaces. It's perfect, really. She has one coffee for now, and seven coffees to take up to her room for later! Her daily coffee needs are covered for a week! Even if they're not her usual sugar bomb abominations that equal the cost of two decent meals, the taste of free is better than globs of caramel.
Once she's sure everything's set just so on a table, she drinks down the coffee in her hands with relish. After the past month? She deserves a little moment of peace to herself. Unless someone tries to talk to her, anyhow. She'll gladly reply, especially if it's a newcomer. She has plenty of useful, cryptic advice! ]
If you get in an elevator with paintings in it, then they suddenly start talking? Ahaha, you're doomed!
[ Wanna learn more? Pull up a seat! Just don't touch her coffee hoard. ]
petal-stained lips (open to patients and "staff")
[ Monika trudges into the clinic, held down not just by how crappy she feels, but also her head literally holding her down. It may seem like she's got a giant nest of caterpillars cocooning on her head, four white towels wrapped around the length of hair trailing behind her. Only...that's not just hair. Peeking out at the end of her towel chain is creeping green tendrils, flowers dotted along them. Yeah, that's vines. Eat your heart out, Audrey II.
The resort's weirdest Rapunzel cosplayer takes a seat in the waiting area (again) after checking in (again), gathering up her "hair" and pulling it over her shoulder, letting it coil in her lap (again). At last. Her neck can get a break. Most of her journey was spent staring up at all the lovely ceilings in the resort. ]
Please don't look at me, thankshhh!
[ Said to anyone waiting along with her, regardless of the level of staring going on. Or she tried to say the sentence, anyway. The latest coughing fit has begun, her attempts to be polite quickly failing, and then there it is. She slumps and whines, chucking the hacked-up petal into one of the provided disposal containers for her similarly-afflicted companions.
Oh, right. The reason she requested not to be perceived? She's slowly turning green, parts of her skin taking on the texture of smooth leaves. She's such a dedicated vegetarian, she wants to be one with her nourishment in the most ~intimate~ of ways. ]
How many times is this going to happen...!
[ Her face gets buried in her hands while she makes more dramatic teenager noises. Why does the resort hate her? Why must she be here? The Player isn't going to approve of all this "curing" she has to receive! And, as the rumors go, if she keeps getting this nightmarish horticultural affliction, they're going to keep her here indefinitely!
Gives a new meaning to doing it for the vine, eh? ]
wildcard
[ Wanna plot or do something else? Have at me! Here's my kinklist for reference, and other info is in my journal. Feel free to message me at
petal-stained lips
Well, curing.
In his lab coat, with his hair tied neatly in a braid behind himself, and unnecessary glasses on the tip of his noes, Zelos looks more like he's dressed up in theater than an actual doctor. But, that's the appeal, probably. )
Well, if it isn't my cute little bookworm!
( He's sure his voice will snap her out of it. Or at least he hopes so, lowering his clipboard so that he can place a hand on his hip. Look how official he looks with his little stethoscope around his neck. )
Don't you worry one bit, my dear. Doctor Zelos here can cure you up in no time. ♥ Unless you're just here for some medication, of course.
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Monika, nine of Spades, this is my fourth--er, my third time--
[ The voice she hears turns her lettuce into the iceberg variety. Her head pops up, she wheezes when her "hair" is pulled by the sudden movement, then she whines dramatically all over again. Nooooo! Not him! ]
Z-Zelly Welly! It's you!
[ Not only is this embarrassing, he's going to think she's some hussy! And--oh. The doctor look suits him. She outright stares, thirsty for that sunlight he's got shining out of him. Really get her photosynthesizing, Zelos. Put that stamen in her pistil--!
Focus! ]
Ahaha, sorry! Doctor Zelos, I mean. You deserve your proper title! [ She goes back to whining, wilting like the dying (of embarrassment) flower she is. ] But I really didn't want you to see me like this, sweetie pie...
[ Wait. ]
Doctor Sweetie Pie, I mean.
[ She coughs quietly, then tosses out the wet petal. How sweet. ]
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( Honestly enjoying her flustered sort of reaction, he leans closer, swiping a gentle finger over a smooth, green part of skin before dipping his hand down to touch at the green tendrils coming from her hair. His hand settles around a flower, caressing one of the petals with a smile. )
These flowers are gorgeous. A cute girl like you— not even a handful of green spots could take away from your lovely smile.
( Ugh, he just knows Sheena would be hitting him for that one. Pulling back with a chuckle, he places his hand back on his hip. )
Well, it sounds like you know the drill. So, should I get you all fixed up here, or should we move somewhere a little more private?
the main lobby
I'm both concerned and curious about how much of those drinks you've consumed already...
[ But sure, the elevators were a good place to start. Jisu will, in fact, take a seat. No worries about the coffees being touched- they seemed a little strong from the small sample she'd had before. ]
Are the elevators still trapping people until they see what they want, then? I thought they'd get bored of that eventually.
no subject
[ This is probably doing nothing to assuage any fears about her preparing to see how much coffee it takes to turn this into an untold story of the resort's ER. Oh, well! ]
It hasn't happened recently. Thank God. [ She huffs. ] At least, I hope it's going to stay that way. I shouldn't have to worry about finding an escape hatch every time I ride in an elevator!
[ Her head tilts more. ] You're talking like you've been away for a while. Is that a thing?
[ She kind of hopes it's a thing. There are some people she'd like to see again... ]
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At least there's the relief that the elevators were safe to ride now, without being forced into performing for them. That was a lot to handle, to say the least. ]
Mm... I didn't realize it was a while.
[ Which was probably quite odd, now wasn't it? Jisu knew well enough that it was strange to say that you didn't realize it's been a while. ]
I was here when the elevators were holding people prisoner for their fantasies, and us arrivals were 'married' to one another in fancy suites. Then at some point, I was relaxing in one of the baths and then suddenly, I was without everything I'd gotten so far! Just dumped out in someone's bathroom, and finding out they weren't doing those contests to get the set of truffles.
[ Which is a tragedy, because she never actually got to try it! After volunteering for that whipped cream contest and everything. ]
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[ Person. Robot alien. Same difference. ]
Ahaha, thanks for letting me know this! [ She takes a celebratory gulp of coffee. ] But...jeez. That was a few months ago. Now I'm feeling a little nostalgic...
[ Is she an old lady now? ]
I was such a different person then. I've grown so much! I'm way cooler!
no subject
There's no reason why they couldn't show up again. They may've gotten lost, like I had, even.
[ However, she wasn't sure as to why, after the warning earlier, more coffee was being consumed. It made her curious about how the taste or quality could've been. ]
I don't know if a few months is long enough for nostalgia, exactly. Don't feel like you have to act like you've changed a lot in such a short time. No one would hold it against you.
[ There are people who don't change much after decades! ]