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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.
▶ 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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[he does NOT understand. but well, who could blame him? he's only had sex with eiden, and he doesn't know what kind of sex eiden has with olivine. though, there are times when he's a bit rougher with eiden and he seemed to like it... maybe this is something similar?]
I-if you say that it felt good, though, Father Olivine... I'll believe you.
[olivine would literally never lie to him, so he takes comfort in that.
he tries to pull out, but god. there so much. fluid spilling out of him, and he's anxious about it so he fucks back into olivine to plug him up once more.]
But um... there's a lot to clean up...
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Mm, I do mean it. I can explain when we're somewhere... else.
[oh, but he's not sure which is harder to handle—the slide of Yakumo out and the shift of fluid as it spills out or the sensation when he fucks back in. the latter, at least, pulls a soft yelp out of him and his arms tighten a little around the other.]
Nngh... ah... there is, isn't there? [inhaling a slow breath, he leans up enough to press their foreheads together.] I can... deal with the mess while we get somewhere else...
I'd suggest carrying me somewhere, but... it's a bit crowded, isn't it?
[he's gotten used to the embarrassment of being noticed by now, but Yakumo's only just arrived. if not for this damn pollen...]
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he easily scoops olivine up into his arms. despite his scrawny, gangly appearance, he is a yokai after all, and much stronger than he appears.
ah... he'd ripped up olivine's clothes, too...]
I'm so sorry I put your into this position, Father Olivine...
[he squats down to at least grab the remnants of his clothing so olivine could have some modicum of modesty.]
Um- where should I go...?
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but his thoughts are interrupted by the curl of Yakumo's arms, a soft noise escaping as he braces himself around the slimmer man's shoulders. there's no surprise in being picked up by him, between the whole being a yokai thing and just... well, having spent enough time around Yakumo.]
You don't need to apologise, Yakumo.
[his fingers shift up to soothe through the serpent's hair, a small smile on his lips even as he squats down to give Olivine something to cover himself with.]
Mm... if we head out into the garden, it shouldn't take too long to reach one of the treehouses in the Vale. It should be private enough for the moment. Though... the bath house might be better, but it's a longer walk. [and a trip on the elevator.]
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he does sniffle, still, a tear falling every now and then because he's still so upset at himself, even though olivine seemed to enjoy it.]
I- I'd never... [sniffle] I'd never... put eggs...in anyone... before...
[he flushes bright red.]
I... think it's because it's... my kind's m-mating season...
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Ah... is that alright with you? That it was me? [He knows how much Yakumo loves Eiden, and how many of his first experiences had been with the grand sorcerer... he wouldn't blame him for being upset at his being taken from him.] I'm glad I could share it with you, as long as it felt good to us both.
[a soft smile, and he shifts to lean up and bump their noses together lightly.]
It's okay. I'm happy to let you mate with me as much as you want.
[Yakumo is so sweet, he can't help but want to calm him... plus his own inclinations really did make the egg laying all the more intensely wonderful. He could spend all day just in that...]
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Of course, Father Olivine. I just- I wasn't expecting to be like... that...
[he's so relieved olivine enjoyed it, though. othewise he'd... well, be even worse of a wreck. again.
he flushes when olivine continues.]
W-with me? Really? Y-You- but you could have anyone, Father Olivine... wh-why would you... bother with me...
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[on top of that, yeah, he did enjoy it. His smile softens all the more when Yakumo flushes, stammering through his words as the priest's fingers soothe over his head in gentle pets.]
Why shouldn't I be happy with you, Yakumo? [The challenge is a quiet one.] You've been nothing but kind to me since we met, and I've been able to see you grow over these past few years. And now I got to see another side of you now, didn't I?
[Maybe some (or most) would find it alarming. But really... Olivine is definitely in line with Eiden in thinking Yakumo is all the more beautiful for it.]
I'm flattered that you would be willing to show that to me. Of course I want to know you better.
[The fact that the pollen pushed him into needing it is unimportant. If Yakumo really didn't want him seeing it, Olivine doubts he would have.]
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I- I just. You're not afraid? I could have hurt you - I did hurt you!
[and he looks at olivine to get some more reassurance from him, which he so desperately need. otherwise he'd freak out from the memory of hurting olivine.]
N-next time... I might hurt you even worse... no matter how much I try, I can't seem to control my essence... even after attending school and training in the Vale of Eternity...
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[his hand shifts again, reaching to brush his thumb along the taller man's cheek. gentle and warm, he just takes the words a little at a time.]
I can heal it if it will make you more comfortable. It's really not that bad—and I could have stopped you, if I'd wanted to. [because he knows that Yakumo would stop. if he'd made it abundantly clear, if he'd retaliated in some way...]
That isn't entirely true, though. It may be hard for you, but you've never completely lost yourself to your essence. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for. No matter how much it grows, you keep holding onto yourself. Eiden and I both saw it, at the academy. We've seen how you've grown so many times, Yakumo, so please. Don't be so hard on yourself.
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but as if filled with a gust of confidence, he looks up, looking determined! he holds olivine tighter, walking with more purpose to- wherever he's going.]
I-I'll trust Eiden-san's and your judgement! [believe in olivine who believe in yakumo sort of thing.] Um- I- I'm glad you... enjoyed yourself... Father Olivine.[he flushes intensely.] Did you... like all of it? Really?
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[He will gently soothe him every single time. The burst of confidence warms Olivine's heart, and he nods lightly.]
I know it can be difficult to see it yourself. [then, at the repeat of the question, Olivine blinks. Really, Yakumo... how many times are you gonna make him say it?] I really did. Would you like me to list everything I liked, Yakumo...?
[He knows full well it will overwhelm the serpent... but he can't help himself. Yakumo deserves to know how much his actions were appreciated, as long as he's ready to hear it.]
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N-No! There's no need, Father Olivine! I- no...
[he is bright red. and he can't even hide his face because he's carrying olivine. he's so embarrassed!]
W-well...maybe some of the parts... I wouldn't mind hearing..
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Then I'll tell you anything you want to hear about, once we're settled. Okay? You don't have to worry about anyone hearing it here.
[a white lie, but mostly true enough today.]