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TDM 03
【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.
Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.
Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.
All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】
DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?
The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.
Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.
"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"
In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.
FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR
【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS
The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE
👩🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩🦰
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
OOC NOTES
BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance. Your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game, the thread will not be applicable toward rewards as that character would not have a card value.
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
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Butters— [of all the choices... and look, he wasn't really expecting the redhead to recognise him with no gloves and no mask anyway. Rediesel Desert isn't his favorite place to go, it's so... dry.] ... Luke.
[It doesn't matter if he's recognised, he reminds himself. Sinsa is too good a man to be worth the worry. He's also feeling a little legless, so there's no attempt at getting up even without the reassurance.
At least the taller man knows what he's doing and what he needs, too. The mercenary is used to both holes being used, and he can't say he has a particular preference one way or the other, but there's still something amusing about the choice.
Or maybe it's just because of his size.]
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[ Sinsa, that’s not what he meant— ]
And I’m all ready to gobble ya up—
[ The thing about having only one fully functioning arm is that he has to use his body to do some heavy lifting for him when it comes to intimacy. When he manages to get some lube on his fingers (it’s a mess, but it gets the job done) and eases his hand onto Luke’s ass again, he’s also leaning in, pinning him down with a shoulder and a stubble of an arm, pressing their overheated bodies flush together.
And Sinsa’s hot—hotter than he has any right to be, with the Fire Lumina surging inside of him. Fuck. He’s ready. He’s so ready to just take him and run. He’s not a man used to taking things slow and patient, but he’s also used to handling the fragile types. Spread out like this, Luke’s about as delicate as any of the pollen-strewn butterflies they’d run into already. ]
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My name is Luke.
[it's clearly not meant to really slow him down, though. nothing will with someone whose one-track mind is so one-tracked, and he doesn't really want to anyway. by now he's already into it, groaning softly as Sinsa pins him down.
he really is so hot. it's almost suffocating, and the situation has already left him feeling more impatient than he'd like. what will that heat feel like inside him? the delirious thought that he'd like to feel it in both comes as a shock, and he dismisses it without giving voice to it.
slow and patient movement... doesn't suit him as much as not, really. he just wants it now and damn the consequences, especially with everything all messed up.]
Ugh... then... hurry up already.
[Luke, delicate and fragile? right. just because he's slim, Sinsa? rude!!]
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[ Hey, everyone’s small and delicate when they have to put up with fucking Sinsa.
Especially when they’re fucking Sinsa. ]
So relax… Whatever happened to having me help you with this, huh?
[ He pushes his fingers in deeper, tries not to think about how hard he’s throbbing at how heated Luke’s voice is, how hot and needy he looks right now. Up this close he really isn’t any different from the drunken, lust-ridden butterflies likely being wrangled back into the safety of the Conservatory as they speak. ]
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grudgingly. even though he's not really giving it all up as he leans into the press of fingers, urging them deeper, slowly but surely.]
I'm letting you help, aren't I? Or do you simply expect your partners to—nngh—lie there and let you do all the work?
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[ Patience is not the Rediesel way. ]
Lucky for you, I kinda like this change of pace. Slow and steady and real romantic-like. So this is how you mercs play?
[ Okay, but since when did Luke even mention that he’d been a mercenary? Sinsa’s certainly not betraying more than his usual air of dunderheadedness as his fingers slip out of there and he looms over Luke with heated purpose in his eyes as he grabs for the underside of Luke’s thigh and lifts it up to position himself at last at Luke’s entrance… ]
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[but then again, it is Rediesel. His eyes do narrow a little as Sinsa comments on his being a merc, because he definitely specifically didn't mention that at all, yeah. It's brief still, because his fingers slip free of his body and the sudden emptiness catches him off guard, insides clenching in cloying desire.]
Is this—nngh—what you'd call romantic? I'm more worried about making sure you don't split me in half...
[because really, who allowed him to be this big? This isn't just because Luke is a petite guy, Sinsa is a monster.
A monster he wants to feel buried in him all the way to the hilt, but shut up.]
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It’s fine. I know you can take it. You’re stronger than you look, aren’t you?
[ Or at least he assumes that Luke would say as much, but Sinsa’s not going to dwell too hard on that now that Luke’s sufficiently prepared and his own patience is wearing thin.
So he wastes no time in easing himself—slowly, despite himself—inside of Luke, groaning with pleasure as he’s steadily enveloped in heat. ]
…Fuck.
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I'm stronger than I look, yes... but—nngh!
[in spite of himself, the slow, insistent pressure of the redhead's cock stretching him out pulls Luke's breath from his lungs. It's a lot to handle, even knowing he can—his back arches and slim legs find purchase around Sinsa's hips, lashes fluttering.
He's not even halfway by the time Luke finds himself almost dizzy from the sensation—he's not exactly inexperienced, but frankly? The mercenary isn't used to anyone this damn big, either. The idea that people take charge with this is just ludicrous enough to be a rediesel truth.]
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[ He’s not really the best at words, but what does come out of his mouth will always be sincere, for what it’s worth. Luke might not have the usual burning enthusiasm of a Rediesel Wrench member, but he’s doing his best and Sinsa can always appreciate that.
Besides, it’s not like Luke’s skimping on the looks department, either. Once he’s fully sheathed he even brings up his large, rough hand to pat a cheek, as though that might be enough to ease the pain of such an entry. ]
Hahaha! I can’t believe I haven’t lost control yet. The way you’re looking right now, I would’ve pounded you into the sand ages ago.
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[He actually is, like is surprised to find. Normally, someone finding him good looking doesn't really matter, but there's something about the circumstances or Sinsa or whatever else that makes the comment feel good.
His body is throbbing by the time Sinsa is buried completely in him, slim form really doing wonders to make the threat of bulging a real one.]
Haah... nngh. I'm impressed that you're still holding back... but I don't know why you'd think we'd be like this on the sands.
[He doesn't want to think about that, and now he's never going to get it out of his fucking head. It's almost too bad he always has his mask on when he's out.
But then, even without saying it clearly, Sinsa does seem to have an idea who he is...]
How long are you—going to hold back for? You're so hot...
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I’m tryin’ not to break ya in half, ya know.
[ Not an easy feat, despite having done his best to loosen Luke up. But, all right, he’ll just place that rough, warm hand of his over Luke’s chest for a moment, as though feeling for his heartbeat, before letting it brush down his side and lifting a leg up to slide over his shoulder.
It’s hard to get good leverage when you’re one-armed, especially when you’re trying to be as accommodating as possible for someone who’s not used to your way of doing things, but…
Give Sinsa a little credit. He’s a lot more thoughtful than he lets on. He’s even speaking more softly to Luke now, his voice a low, deep rumble, as he murmurs: ]
Try takin’ a deep breath. Maybe it’ll help.
[ Then he starts moving, keeping it slow and steady despite the fact that his protracted groan is giving away just how impatient he really is ]