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TDM 03





【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.

Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.

Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.

All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】



DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?

The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.

Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.

"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"

THE BATHROOM BUTTON β–· Due to a mistake at front reception, new arrivals aren't waking up in a temporarily assigned suite like usual. All new arrivals will wake up in a bathroom somewhere in the Golden Peacock. Steve, bless his heart, chose the wrong button and directed all new arrivals to bathrooms. Why do they even have a "bathroom" button at front reception, anyway? Who is that for?!

β–· Players are encouraged to get creative and have their character wake up in any bathroom location across the resort. Please feel free to reference our LOCATIONS for ideas as to where your character might wake up. As long as it's in a bathroom, it can be anywhere. Almost all locations within the resort have a bathroom!

β–· Not even current character suites are safe. New arrivals may wake up in tubs, toilets, and showers in suite locations as well as general resort locations. For low rank rooms, the communal bathroom is also fair game for sudden new naked arrivals to wake up in.


THE MAIN LOBBY β–· A welcome station has been set up in the main lobby. After getting their bearings and finding their way to the main lobby after an unexpected bathroom adventure, new arrivals will find racks of plush terrycloth robes and yellow tracksuits. They will also be given a welcome basket with general toiletries and snacks to get them started in the resort. Some gift baskets include special sex toys picked out just for them! They haven't tell anyone about that specific kink before? The house knows its guests well. No need to say anything at all.

β–· Front reception has arranged a welcome party to greet new arrivals and help get them more comfortable. Not because they feel extremely guilty about the bathroom mixup and are hoping that these new arrivals won't complain to the house. Definitely not! With the help of 24K and Birdbucks, new arrivals and guests alike will be treated to alcohol or coffee at the front desk's expense. The fireplaces are roaring and several couches have been set up to create a comfortable atmosphere. Some long-standing guests have joined in to tell stories about how much fun they've had at the resort while enjoying a drink by the fire.


TIME FOR BED... BUT? β–· Due to the initial mistake at reception there are no empty suites available for new arrivals to borrow. Staff have set up twin-sized cots at the back of the main lobby for new arrivals while sprucing up the situation as a giant slumber party. All new arrivals will be assigned a cot and given a privacy screen. Unfortunately, there isn't much privacy to be had when you're shacking up in a public spot.

β–· Don't worry — this will only be until check-in has been properly completed and guests have been assigned to their correct suite. We're so sorry, please don't complain to the house! Or if you do, blame Steve!

β–· The ghost that haunts the main lobby isn't thrilled about this either. He's just a nice, low-key ghost that likes to watch people and knock over cups at Birdbucks when no one is looking. How is he supposed to do that with these people sleeping in the main lobby? In an effort to spook off these new arrivals, the ghost haunting the main lobby may whisper some odd things into their ears at night. Odd things like, "The person next to you is watching you sleep, you should run away," and "You just farted and everyone knows it was you. You should leave." Surprisingly effective, no?

In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.



FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR
【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】

Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.

Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.

The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.

THE FLOWER MAZE β–· The flower maze is a winding marvel of foliage boasting over ten feet tall. Like the hedge maze, there are various twists and turns for guests to explore. This maze is a coalition of every flower thinkable, with many squared sections highlighting particular breeds. Bright pops of whites, pinks, and yellows knit with deeper purples, reds, and blues. Trees rich with blossoms hang low. Bushes rich with waxy leaves guide the way to different hidden alcoves and pockets. The flower maze is complicated and very easy to get lost in for hours. However, there is nothing magical or paranormal about it. It's just a flower maze.

β–· Guests may find statues overgrown with ivy within the maze. Despite the flower maze being a new addition to the garden, these statues are marked with age. They are weathered, having survived through the elements despite there being no real weather in the garden. Some statues are chipped and missing appendages. Despite how these old statues feel out of place in a brand new exhibit, they do not give any sense that they aren’t simply decor.

β–· Romantic gazebos have been incorporated into the design of the maze. These are popular rendezvous spots for guests to overlook the sprawling flowers and small ponds on the comfort of a small couch or a swinging bench for two. Some special gazebos have been furnished with daybeds and other comfortable furniture.

β–· Treasure chests can be found hidden throughout the flower maze. Many of these chests are filled with sex toys and lubricants to help players get into the mood to play 52, but not only sex related items are available. Some chests may have clothes, some may have treats, some may even be filled with rocks.

β–· A few mimics have snuck in alongside the treasure chests. When opened, a mimic chest will curse the opener with a horny tongue. For a short period, the cursed individual will find themselves making erotic freudian slips. "How are you doing?" may end up coming out as, "How are you fucking?" While this curse will eventually wear off on its own, the embarrassment is forever.


THE GRAND FLOWER LAWN β–· Guests that find the heart of the maze will discover the grand flower lawn. Also called the flower sea by staff, this brilliant landscape is covered in a lush carpet of flowers in shades of blue. Blue roses are the crown jewel of the flower sea, carefully dethorned so that guests may spread out on a velvety bed of petals.

β–· It isn’t impossible for our hardworking gardeners to miss a thorn or two. Even with careful checking, a few thorns have escaped scrutinizing staff. Guests pricked by a thorn while on the rose lawn will begin to feel drowsy. Effects may range from light exhaustion to falling into deep slumber. The cure for the rose's thorn curse is a kiss. Don't worry: true love need not apply in this case.

β–· Picnic baskets are available for guests that would like relax out on the lawn. Included in the picnic basket set: a blanket and set of pillows, fruit sandwiches, champagne, small cakes, and cookies. Hot tea and coffee is also available upon request. Staff are happy to accommodate any other special requests as well. Ask and ye shall receive.


SPECIAL LAWN GAMES β–· All guests lounging on the lawn will receive a cheerful message on their Watch: 【 WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A LAWN GAME? 】

Guests that select the NO option will be left to their snoozing and merriment. Guests that select YES will receive a follow-up message.

β–· 【 Thank you for participating in the Lawn Game. Please choose one of the below options. You will be informed of what surprise task you have chosen after selecting an option. All level one tasks will reward in a small payout upon completion. All level two tasks will reward in a medium payout upon completion. All level three tasks will reward in two extra-large payouts upon completion. 】

LEVEL ONE
【 1β™‘ 】Serenade another player with a romantic ballad.
【 1β™’ 】Perform oral sex on another player.
【 1β™§ 】Discover a secret about another player.
【 1♀ 】Steal an item from another player.

LEVEL TWO
【 2β™‘ 】Confess any romantic crushes you may have to another player. The player need not be one of the crushes in question.
【 2β™’ 】Find a unique item to use as a dildo. Allow another player to use this unique item to fuck one or more of your orifices.
【 2β™§ 】Describe, in explicit detail, one of your erotic fantasies and/or desires to another player.
【 2♀ 】Take on a submissive role and please another player, either sexually or non-sexually.

LEVEL THREE
【 3β™‘ 】Make passionate love to another player while in the missionary position.
【 3β™’ 】Engage in any sex act involving penetration on the Grand Flower Lawn with another player.
【 3β™§ 】Participate in a sex act you have never engaged in before with another player.
【 3♀ 】Kidnap another player for 24 hours.

β–· Players will be prompted to select an option without knowing what the corresponding task is. The task will be sent to their Watch after they have selected an option. To see what your character is lucky enough to receive as their task, simply click the dropdown!

β–· There is no penalty for characters that wuss out and are unable to complete their prompt aside from a mocking message to their Watch,【 LOSER, LOSER, LOSER. BIG LOSER. 】

The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.

"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."



SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS
The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.

This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!

The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.

THE ORCHARD β–· The gardeners are thrilled to present this season's fruit orchard. When the previously closed-off portion of the orchard opens, guests will find that some of the delicious fruit hanging on the trees are ... strange. In collaboration with the Dizzy Pigeon, the gardeners of the conservatory have crossbred several standard fruits to create new fruits with delicious, never before seen flavors. Sure, there are the typical apple and orange trees to pick from, but why not give something new a try? Each of these new breeds have been imagined with paying homage to one of the glorious suits in mind.

β–· ORANGEBERRY: A blend of oranges and blueberries. This delicious new citrus has a hard outer peel but tender flesh inside. Sweet with a slightly tart aftertaste. Bred in homage to the Diamonds suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience heightened sensitivity to touch and temperature for a short period time.

β–· PEARAPPLE: A blend of pears and pineapples. A brilliant combination of mildly sweet with a punch of tang. The outside of this large fruit is rough and prickly. Once cut into, the flesh is firm but juicy. Bred in homage to the Hearts suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense positive emotions, such as a sudden onset of one-sided love or excessive positivity, for a short period of time.

β–· PEAPLUMTO: A blend of peaches, plums, and tomatoes. This succulent fruit is powerfully sweet, with a fuzzy skin and silky inside. A new favorite for juicing. Bred in homage to the Clubs suit. Those who eat this fruit may find themselves being extremely impulsive for a short period of time.

β–· CHERRYUZU: A blend of cherries and yuzu. These tiny bunches of fruit are sour enough to make the strongest-willed person scrunch their face up! Small but powerful, these fruits are satisfying to bite into with a pop. Bred in homage to the Spades suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense negative emotions, such as sudden possessiveness or jealousy, for a short period of time.


THE BUTTERFLY DOME β–· The butterfly dome is exploding with color. Bright dots of yellow and orange speckle greenery without restraint. An assortment of butterflies lazily fly from buttercup to tulip. These butterflies are unafraid of people and may approach guests, dusting them with the thick pollen that coats their wings before they flutter off elsewhere. The pollen here is thicker than anywhere else in the conservatory. Guests may feel the effects of the sex pollen more strongly while in the butterfly dome. Breathing in pollen for one hour in the butterfly dome is equal to breathing in pollen for several days in the rest of the conservatory.

β–· Several flowers glitter with moisture in the light. Upon closer inspection, guests will find that it isn't morning dew — it's floral nectar. Its light and smoky scent may trigger an intense desire to drink. Guests that give in to the urge and drink the nectar will find themselves overcome with unbearable thirst afterward. No amount of nectar, water, or any other beverage will satisfy. The thirst can only be satisfied by swallowing semen or vaginal fluid. The longer one goes without satisfying the thirst, the thirstier they will become.


BUNS GONE WILD β–· The normally docile giant flemish rabbits that wander the conservatory have gotten into the spirit of 52 as well. These romantic rabbits have been mating relentlessly since the pollen hit, and now the vegetable patches have been overrun with hundreds of young rabbits looking for food. No vegetable is safe while dozens of baby rabbits are running free, not knowing that they shouldn't eat directly from the patches. Due to the recent vegetable shortage restaurants in the dining quarter have been complaining about not getting their produce deliveries. It's a real problem!

β–· The gardeners have been begging guests to assist in catching these baby rabbits. There are too many for them to catch on their own. Guests who are willing to help will be instructed to catch the young rabbits and deposit them into the large wooden pen built to house them. However, this won't be an easy job — these little rabbits are fast!

β–· While the gardeners can't offer chip payment for the help, they will happily give any guests that assist good plots of land to raise their own vegetables. Rabbit adoption is also on the table!

The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"



PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE
πŸ‘©β€πŸ¦° "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." πŸ‘©β€πŸ¦°

Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.

After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.

Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.

THE BLOOMING DISEASE β–· A strain of hanahaki disease is running through the resort. Unlike the typical hanahaki disease that is brought on by one-sided love, this blooming variation has no single discernible cause. The nurses muse that it is perhaps a side effect of the intense pollen from the conservatory, but this is speculation.

β–· Similar to the standard hanahaki disease, the main symptom is coughing up flower petals. However, the blooming strain manifests in many different ways, and doctors have seen variations of petals and vines creeping out from every orifice. Players are welcome to get as creative as they like with how the blooming disease presents.

β–· Doctors will make one point thoroughly clear: while medications are available to ease discomfort, the cure for this subset of hanahaki disease is sex. Only fucking another person will completely eradicate the disease. If the disease is not treated it will progress until the afflicted patient has turned into a monstrous pile of flora themselves.

β–· It is possible to catch the disease more than once. Having sex will cure it but some guests have caught the disease in quick succession, requiring multiple sessions of vigorous fucking. Doctors are unsure as to why some guests only catch the disease once while others are susceptible to catching it multiple times. The nurses gossip about how they think it's those guests particularly desperate for love that are prone to re-catching it, but again — speculation.


ALL HANDS ON DECK β–· Without enough manpower in the clinic to meet demand, guests that have experience in the medical field have been asked to volunteer their time to help treat those suffering with the illness. Those kind enough to join in the effort to mitigate the disease will be given a full kit of medical supplies, which they will be allowed to keep once their stint in the clinic has finished. For the duration of their time working in the clinic they will be fully considered staff doctors and able to direct both employees and guests as they see fit.

β–· Guests that do not have medical experience but who wish to help in the clinic will also be accepted. While they will not have as much power as experienced guests assigned to the doctor role, they will be onboarded as nurses and given basic tasks. All nurses will be given scrubs which can be kept after their job has been completed. Nurses are expected to defer to doctors but can dictate to patients.

β–· All guests that assist in the clinic will be given an extra-large payout for their efforts. The head doctor in charge will be so grateful that he will be happy to grant any other small favors and gifts if asked. While something like taking one of the patient beds would be too much, he will turn a blind eye to guests who want to pocket items like scalpels and stethoscopes.


CLINIC ENERGY β–· So many guests have piled into the clinic that private rooms are no longer available. Large rooms will be utilized as group hubs with many patient cots, while smaller rooms normally meant for one patient will be doubled up on. All guests staying in the clinic for treatment will be paired with at least one other patient due to space constraints. Private rooms will be available only for patients separated out for treatment with one of the doctors or nurses.

β–· All of the rooms in the clinic are fully stocked with condoms, lube, and sex toys. After the head doctor announces the cure for the disease, nurses will make sure every room has supplies available for patients to use. They will encourage guests to go ahead and get fucking since it's the only cure! While doctors and nurses are available to fuck as well, they are short-handed, so most patients will have to make do with other patients. To those stubborn guests who don't want to fuck for their health, staff will firmly explain that if the disease progresses they'll be reduced to nothing but a pile of vegetation.

β–· Patients with particularly bad cases of the disease will not be allowed to leave the clinic until they are cured. Patients that have only been lightly affected will be given a prescription to fuck and sent on their way, with strict instructions to return if they do not fuck and the disease progresses.

The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.



PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
β–Ά 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.

β–Ά 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.

β–Ά 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.

β–Ά 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.

β–Ά Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.

OOC NOTES

GAME UPDATE | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
β–Ά 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.
β–Ά All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's April event.
β–Ά 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.
β–Ά The top level directory is for new characters only.
β–Ά 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.
β–Ά 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.
β–Ά We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
β–Ά 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.
NAVIGATION β€’ LOG β€’ NETWORK β€’ OOC β€’ MEME
loughshinny: (serious moments)

Reed | Arknights

[personal profile] loughshinny 2024-04-16 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[OOC: current player, testing a second! see permissions and kinks. Please note that Reed is headcanoned as a trans woman! She is in her mid-twenties, 18+ at least preferred]

i. arrival; communal bathrooms
[Anyone stopping by the low-rank communal bathrooms this morning might find that they're particularly steamy. Did someone leave the shower running?

Eventually, anyone who investigates will find a more unique cause: Reed. She showed up in one of the baths, and is just sitting in it unsure what to do. Her long tail sticks out of the water, the tip ignited. She's gotten embarrassed enough to heat the bath itself into steaming endlessly.]


Ah-- I'm sorry, I... where am I?


ii. main lobby
[Eventually someone fished her out of the bath and gave her some clothes so she made her way down to the generalized welcome area. She's mostly kept to the corners, trying to adjust to her new environment without drawing too much attention. But, well. This place is not designed for people with tails, let alone one like hers.

Once she's assigned a bed, she takes a seat and considers it. It's not the most uncomfortable bed she's ever been in, but... ah. She tests the pillows, debating if they'll be enough to handle her horns. Probably not.]


I... think I may just stay up until rooms are assigned, if that's alright-- [She looks up to see whoever's passing by.] Oh. I'm sorry. I thought you were part of the staff.


iii. flower lawn.
[Whoever ventures into the sea be careful not to step on any wayward tails -- Reed's tail is coiled up in the flowers as she lays out on a picnic basket, spread out to its full length but hidden under blue petals. It's clear she's fallen asleep, though only dozing. The thorns have gotten her yet.

She'll probably wake if anyone bothers her (or worse, steps on her tail), but she'll never get above drowsy. Though with her hesitant demeanor, it might be hard to tell the difference.]


iv. lawn games.
[Eventually, once she's woken from her slumber, she finally notices the message on her watch. A game...? But it has a payout. She is going to need some money for more clothes and food, so maybe she should risk it. It's just a game, right.

She picks a level two task. At random, because they don't have descriptions. And she gets--

【 2♀ 】Take on a submissive role and please another player, either sexually or non-sexually.

Anyone passing by will see the tip of her tail suddenly ignite and the light in her chest flare up as she full-body blushes.]
What?!


v. the orchard
[Here's something FAR more reasonable. Reed can appreciate the simple joy of a fruit orchard, and there's no way they can make that one sexual, right? Right...?

Either way, she's admiring some of the new crossbreeds. Interesting. She's not sure... why you would do this, but she is curious about trying the taste. She's only distracted by someone coming by.]


These ones appear to be ripe. [She plucks a fruit from a nearby tree. Which one, though?] I wonder how it tastes?

[She takes a bite, without realizing the effects are going to kick in soon.]


vi. clinic
[Of course she'd volunteer. Her medical experience is limited, and her healing abilities aren't going to help very much here, but... she still wants to. It's a strange disease, but a disease none the less.

So she's gotten some nurse scrubs on, though they ride up awkwardly where she's had to let her tail out. She keeps it curled close to her, and goes among the patients waiting for a doctor to see them. She brings water, warm drinks, and bags to collect fallen petals.]


How are you feeling? You'll be seen shortly. Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable...?


vii. wildcard
[Feel free to contact me at [plurk.com profile] larksong to discuss other ideas!]
Edited 2024-04-16 02:20 (UTC)
perfectpower: (44)

Bradley Bain | Promise of Wizard

[personal profile] perfectpower 2024-04-16 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
bathroom arrival - Chickadees

[Hilariously enough, this isn't the first time Bradley has found himself suddenly in a bathroom. It's the first time he doesn't remember teleporting though, and he looks a bit groggy as he steps out of the bathroom.]

Man...I didn't sneeze while I was asleep, did I?

[He is quickly distracted from his thoughts by the wide array of video games, which do not exist in his world. He goes from drowsy to wide-eyed in a split second.]

Where the hell did I go?


Flower maze

[Is he lost? It's hard to say. This man has little sense of direction. But he's having fun, and that's what matters.

This man also has no sense of self-preservation. The moment he finds a treasure chest, his eyes light up and he immediately opens it. Unfortunately, all he finds are rocks, and his face drops into a frown.
]

They can't all be rocks, right?

[Come with him on a treasure hunt. Results may vary.]


Buns gone wild

[It isn't until the mention of a reward that Bradley actually steps in to help out. He doesn't have much use for a plot of land, he knows someone who does. And that's enough to get him to actually work diligently.

But these bunnies are fast, and he hasn't found a broom yet to fly around on. So all he can do is try to corner them. Maybe somebody nearby will help?
]

Hey! Don't let it get away!


Clinic energy

[Bradley is sick and in the clinic, laying down on a bed and looking kind of miserable. What kind of disease makes someone cough up flowers anyway? He just got here and this is already happening. Awful.

Luckily he has a small room to himself to mope in private, or so he thinks, because soon enough someone else is being ushered into the room. Bradley just looks over at them with a tired look.
]

You coughin' up flowers too?

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((OOC: current player with a second! Bradley appears to be in his mid-20s (he is actually a Ye Olde at about 600-ish, but shhh). 21+ for smut please. Men, women, and anyone else welcome because this boy is bi. My plurk is [plurk.com profile] husbando if you want to come up with something there.))
namjeonyeobi: (03)

*Mute | Analogue: A Hate Story/Hate+

[personal profile] namjeonyeobi 2024-04-16 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
i. arrival;
bathroom;
Okay... Okay. What the hell is going on?

[ Congratulations, a petite blonde woman has arrived in your bathroom! Which one? Yours, duh. If you're stuck in the lower suite, she is sputtering water as she shares your shower; if she's in a higher suite, she is crouched behind a toilet as though it will provide her cover. (It might. Cannot emphasize this enough: she is tiny.)

No matter who she might encounter first, her first reaction is the same: her eyes narrow, she covers her chest with her arms, and she hisses. ]


Who in the fuck are you?

reception;
— And if this is standard fucking protocol for this whorehouse you think you've got under control, I've known members of the honored Smiths who could coordinate better half-lobotomized, and they're arguably the worst nobility of all time, they'd be better off having piss in their veins than noble blood, but even that would be better than whatever you decided to gargle for breakfast this morning you absolute incompetent roach dung, you fetid corpse of a leprosy-ridden ox, I'll bet your mother passed away from sheer disappointment as soon as she passed you from her bowels —

[ Guess who's blaming Steve? In a shrill, mildly untethered yowl, *Mute is giving Steve, or whoever is at the desk trying to do their job, every last piece of her mind she has left. (Not many, to be honest. She left her world in a bad way.) She is barefoot, her braids are unpinned and wiggling with every outburst that explodes from her. Yes. She is truly... A Karen.

If the bystanders are not the type to intervene, *Mute will eventually huff, tighten her robe around her waist, and flounce back to her cot. If she catches literally anyone staring, she will narrow her eyes into blue rage lasers and point them directly into their skull. ]


What?

ii. cloud-dwelling garden;
rose thorn's curse;
[ *Mute is much more tolerable as a sleeping beauty next to the roses she made the mistake of sniffing. What? Roses are nice, she could use a nice thing or two after that disaster of a welcome. But, well, she is truly a victim of the consequences of her own actions, even if she was literally doing nothing to the staff this time.

Anyway: tiny blond woman asleep in the grass next to the roses, hair still in long braids, now dressed in a very modest long skirt and the closest wrap top in style to a jeogeori she could find, feet in a pair of mismatched purple sandals, the first thing she could find at the clothing supply that didn't look completely bizarre. Give her a kiss? She can and will lose her shit about it, but at least you tried. ]

iii. orchard;
pearberry;
Hey, you.

[ *Mute calls from her seat under this tree, her skirt filled with fruit that she's gathered. It's a long skirt; it's a lot of fruit. She fumbles around her little pile, grabs a fruit — pearapple or peaplumto — and tosses it to the person she just hailed. ]

Eat that. You look too skinny.

[ ... She will say this regardless of her new friend's actual build. Looks like she's had a pearapple herself. ]

the butterfly dome; 18+ only;
[ *Mute's found herself in more dire straits here. As soon as she spots another person in the garden with her, she runs right up to them, panting, and grabs them by the wrist, tugging them back toward where she's pretty sure she last saw the exit. ]

Get out of here. D-Don't put anything in your mouth. Dew's poisoned. I think.

[ Her mouth is so, so dry. So far, there are maybe 4 perks to having a human body to, like, 800 downsides, and she really, really hates those numbers. ]


iv. clinic;
the blooming disease;
[ *Mute sits in the very corner of the room she has been told to stay in with this stranger until she copulates. She hates that! A lot! She stares, dark bruises under her eyes, expression stubborn and stormy. Torrential, even. She refuses to sit on the bed. There is a corner, so in the corner she stays. She hates it here. Eventually she coughs, coughs again, and spits out a pink petal to the side. After a moment, she scrunches her nose, reaches out with her sleeve, and picks up the petal, wiping up the spit before returning to fetal position.

She turns properly to her partner after that little episode. Maybe that was just shitty and pathetic enough that she has changed her mind about being stoic about all this. ]


Hey, you. What's your name?

iv. wildcard;
[ Hello! Just to reiterate what I stated about *Mute on the EMP meme: while I love her, I think she's great, and she can be very affectionate as a person, she is highly bigoted, especially in terms of sexuality, gender, and womanhood. For the purposes of this meme, I will attempt to tone down these elements of her personality, but moving forward, if you see her and decide that she is not for you, please get in contact with me via DM! I do not have an opt-out/DNI post for her just yet, but she will need one, and I will be happy to add your characters onto it once I've made it.

Otherwise, open to gen and 18+ prompts alike! ]
knightmaker: (lizard knight; noi crezant)

Anima | Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammer

[personal profile] knightmaker 2024-04-16 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
a. miss anima loves ramen noodles

[It's bad enough that the bunny explosion has made getting fresh vegetables difficult. There's also the new arrivals, showing up, naked and confused as the day they were born. The staff are understandably concerned and irate.]

[In this case, the victim is a ramen shop by the name of Hot Noods. While the staff appreciate their cheeky name it's a little disruptive when a hot nude is dropped into the place. A naked woman with only a hotel-issued Watch on her wrist was there when the shop opened and was refusing to go to check-in.]

[She has stolen a chef's coat and apron and has put it on as her only clothing. She parks herself at the serving counter and downs bowl after bowl of noodles and broth. When she is refused any further servings, she instead starts staring adamantly at other customer's meals.]

[I'm sure the staff would offer a minor reward for anyone who can get this eccentric woman to leave.]


b. a-maze-ing!

[The flower maze was truly beautiful. However, even the finest things in life could only be enjoyed for some amount of time. A normal person would find themselves struggling to escape. A turn that previously connected to a main path may suddenly be forgotten. It's complicated. A person may get stuck.]

[Now, if you were a person with psychic powers and no qualms about cheating? Much easier.]

[When Anima decides she's tired of the maze, she presses her hand against the foliage and presses gently. Her hand appears to phase through it as she steps in and steps out on the other side with hardly a change to her expression. So, while a character is enjoying the scenery, lamenting their lost time, or maybe getting frisky in a gazebo, a woman with long, flowing green hair will just walk by nonchalantly.]


Ah. [a person?] ... Excuse me. [is this being polite?]

c. bnuuy

[There are so many baby bunnies. They dart in-between the greens of fresh veggies and create a paradox. A person simultaneously can't take a step without almost kicking a bunny and may find themselves struggling to catch one. By chasing one of the baby bunnies, a character may find themselves in a strange scene.]

[A woman is floating in the air, with her hair swirling in every direction with no regard for gravity. She is holding one of the older rabbits in her arms, cuddling it as if it were a human child. Nestled on just about every available inch of her body are baby bunnies. As a stray bunny gets close to the bunningularity, they pop up off the ground and levitate into her embrace.]

[The woman's expression seems cold for being surrounded with so many cuddly bunnies. She lifts her gaze to the interloper who has discovered her.]


You... [her stare is somewhat unnerving, balanced out only by the bunches of squirmy bunnies]

A snack. [she says simply] We [and she lifts her arms to heft the bunny pile] are hungry.

[ooc: Anima is a psychic who is used to using her powers freely. If you don't want your characters psychokinetically manhandled please let me know! While she is more of a slowburn for sex, I'm open to partners of all presentations and orientations for her. Mentally, she is Timey Wimey Bullshit old and her body is somewhere mid-twenties.]
choshinsei: (pic#16711093)

choso β€” jujutsu kaisen

[personal profile] choshinsei 2024-04-16 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
DEALER'S CHOICE
[ he has been sitting in the bathtub for a while now, staring at the door with narrowed eyes and trying his best to gather his bearings. none of this feels real or all that welcoming. he should probably get up and face whatever's on the other side, yet something tells him that he won't like what he finds.

he already doesn't like what he's finding in this gaudy bathroom. too bright and too lavish for his taste. strange place. strange happenstance.

cautiously, he leaves the safety(?) of the tub, even as he hears movement coming from outside. he approaches the door, attempting to ignore how ridiculous he feels wearing nothing but a robe, and lifts his hand to give two sharp raps against it β€” knock, knock.
]

Who's there?

[ later in the evening, choso can be found sitting cross-legged on his cot. he doesn't look particularly pleased β€” annoyed, in fact β€” as he looks over to the person trying to get a good night's sleep on his right. ]

I'm not watching you sleep.

[ and then to the person on his leftβ€” ] No one knows you farted. The smell isn't strong enough.

[ there. that should successfully thwart that pesky ghost's ruse. right? ]

FLORAL RIOT

β–ͺ THE GRAND FLOWER LAWN | cw: dirty talking(?)
[ he can't be lost if he was never looking for the exit in the first place.

choso is enjoying a leisurely walk through the flower maze. he has never been in one, so it's a rather novel experience for him. it's also just very aesthetically pleasing here. he could spend hours (and maybe he will) roaming through it without feeling tired, curiously inspecting the various fragmented statues on display and combing through the contents of any treasure chests he chances upon.

unsurprisingly, he does eventually get cursed by a mimic and, wellβ€”
]

Do you want it? [ he is motioning to the next chest he finds. ] I can fuck you. [ wait, what? ]

β–ͺ SPECIAL LAWN GAMES | cw: kidnapping(?)
[ he clicked YES purely by accident, but since he has already agreed to participate in the game, he may as well select the one with the biggest reward, right? so, level three it is. as he waits for the task to be sent to his watch, he senses someone nearby.

he starts to glance their way only for his watch to alert him to his assignment:


【 3♀ 】Kidnap another player for 24 hours.

eyes lifting away from the screen to the only other person in the room, he now meets his newly appointed target's gaze. it's on. ]

SMOKY NECTAR
[ whereas others may be enjoying the delicious taste of fresh fruits or admiring the variety of colorful butterflies in the butterfly dome, choso has somehow been roped into helping the gardeners catch a bunch of baby rabbits.

whether he has a natural knack for it or he's just so bad at it that he's somehow good, he can currently be found on the ground in the middle of a vegetable patch surrounded by tiny buns, frolicking and climbing all over him.

the moment he catches anyone nearby, he issues forth the most troubledβ€”
] Help.

WILDCARD
( ooc | please feel free to play around with the prompts or surprise me with something else. the world is our oyster. if you have any questions and/or concerns, don't hesitate to shoot me a pm. also apologies in advance for this young old entity. )
putupyourdukes: (10)

Felix Hugo Fraldarius | Fire Emblem: Three Hopes

[personal profile] putupyourdukes 2024-04-16 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
1. ARRIVAL - The Bathroom Button - (inside the bathroom of a random person’s suite, maybe yours?)

[Waking up naked in an unfamiliar place is unsettling. It's clean and stylized and too colorful, something that would be a mark of some eccentric noble's taste where he's from. But what bothers him more than being clothesless is being swordless. When is the last time he’s been swordless? Even when he eats, sleeps, or bathes he tends to keep one or two within arm’s reach. Unfortunately the bathroom doesn’t have anything sharp or weapon-like he can take. Even with his skills he won’t be doing much harm with a toothbrush.]

[He sits perched naked on the edge of the bathtub as he reorients himself, rubbing his temples with his thumb and middle finger. The bathroom seems to be adjacent to someone’s quarters, which he can see through about an inch of opening. Empty? No, someone’s there, he didn’t hear them approaching and they’re already opening the door...]


Stop lurking like a rat and show yourself!


2. CLOUD DWELLING GARDEN - The Grand Flower Lawn

[A flower maze? What kind of maze doesn’t have solid walls? Surely anyone who gets frustrated can just barge through the blooming hedges as a shortcut.]

[Felix pushes through a large bush, only stalled by snags briefly on his clothes and long hair. He pays no attention to the mild scratches on his skin and the few twigs and petals stuck to him. He’ll be out of here soon anyway, just a few more walls of foliage to climb through. But what he doesn’t know is that one of the thin scratches on his neck is from a special blue rose thorn…]

[Within moments, he’s feeling horribly sluggish. He can barely keep his eyes open.]

Huh? ...I... can’t move... ugh...

[He staggers, then swoons and collapses face-down on top of a profusion of flowers, sending up a cloud of petals that settles over him.]


3. CONSERVATORY - The Butterfly Dome (NSFW?)

[He normally hates sweet flavors, going so far as to consider them vile. There is nothing at all about nectar that tempts him. So giving in to the strange urge to pluck one of those dewy blossoms and lick the nectar from it surprises even himself. It didn’t smell too bad, and it’s not that sugary anyway. Maybe it will give him a little energy at least.]

[Energy is not what follows. Later on he finds himself parched beyond relief. He must be sick, because water isn’t helping. There’s also a dose of pollen he inhaled, suffusing him with heat and leaving him hard and wanting, and altogether restless and unhappy. He sits down among some tulips with his legs crossed to rest for the moment. He sticks out his tongue and rubs at the dry surface with his thumb, wishing for relief.]



4. WILDCARD

((Feel free to PM me with thread talk/questions/ideas!))
Edited 2024-04-16 03:37 (UTC)
yoke: store bought is fine (if you don’t have your own boulders)

nicholas d. wolfwood, trigun stampede.

[personal profile] yoke 2024-04-16 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
arrival; dealer's choice—
[ maybe you're just minding your business going about your morning routine; brushing your teeth, washing your face, using the toilet, or, god forbid, taking a shower. whether you're in the private suite bathrooms or the common/shared ones, it's all the same—there are the universal sounds of someone waking up in an unfamiliar location: the rustling of the shower curtains, a bewildered and emphatic what the fuck? as the uninvited guest attempts to get his bearings.

except he doesn't, and the less universal sounds of a foot slipping on slick tile take over, of toiletries tumbling to the ground as a hand attempts to reach out to grasp onto something, anything, to no avail; before finally, the thud of a body hitting the shower floor. if you were actually in the shower with him... condolences, because it's likely that you may have been the thing he'd attempted to grab on his way down. regardless, giving in to curiosity and pulling the curtain back (or just simply turning around) will reveal one (1) nicholas d. wolfwood completely naked and sprawled over the tiles surrounded by various toiletries, eyes closed and looking like he'd took more than just one embarrassing tumble in a shower stall. he'll get up, just give him a minute.
]

floral riot; flower maze—
[ no man's land was a shitty desert planet with nothing but sand and worms. the last time he'd seen flowers of any kind was on ship three, but it feels like a lifetime since, given everything that's happened after. he wasn't able to take his time to enjoy the sights then, but he does now, hands in his pockets as he strolls leisurely through the maze, occasionally stopping to admire a flower or two. the risk of getting lost doesn't exactly bother him—he has no where to go and no where to be, now; the lack of purpose is both freeing and unsettling, but there's no point in dwelling on it.

later on, after encountering one of those chests, he manages to find a pack of cigarettes and a lighter amidst other things. with complete disregard to the flowers he was just admiring a moment ago, he lights one up and takes a long, long drag, blowing smoke in a thick plume above him with a sigh of relief. it's not the same as the cigarettes back home, but—
]

Not bad.

smoky nectar; conservatory, buns gone wild—
[ wolfwood is no stranger to baby birds, but baby rabbits are a different beast entirely. still, the chaos in the gardens is hard to ignore and it isn't as if he has any better to do anyway. so.

there's a trail of bunnies following wolfwood as he breaks off bite-sized pieces of vegetables to lure them away from the vegetable patch and to the wooden pen, feeding them out of his hand as he scratches behind their ears. once he's gathered a group of them and they are a significant distance away from the vegetable patch, he glances around before calling out to whoever is close by.
]

Grab that blanket for me, would you? [ he nods to the blanket draped over the wooden pen. ] Gonna wrap these brats up.

wildcard—
[ feel free to hit me with something else if none of the above spark joy! for reference, wolfwood is taken mid-episode 12. i'm cool with most things aside from non-con, but shoot me a pm if you need to hash anything out! ]
Edited 2024-04-16 04:23 (UTC)
peacewithouttyranny: (sadge)

Soundwave | Transformers IDW | ota (new~)

[personal profile] peacewithouttyranny 2024-04-16 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
1. DEALER'S CHOICE - bathroom button

[What a way to start off the morning. He's been laying down on the bathtub for a good while now after he oh so graciously landed on it with a thud, staring up at the ceiling, just..... trying his best to get his bearings together.

He's pretty sure this is supposed to be his suite... He thinks? Assuming Steve even teleported him in the right suite. But he can also hear shuffling of movements from behind the bathroom door. If someone investigates, they'll find a woman with a mask and glowing visor starting at them. If they don't, Soundwave will eventually leaves the bathroom.

No matter what, his first reaction upon encountering somebody else in the suite is a flat:]


.... What.

2. FLORAL RIOT

a - The Grand Flower Lawn

[Oh, it finally happened. Over four million years of non stop work, exhaustion finally hits him at full force. Soundwave flops down onto the field of flowers with his the arms and legs spread, not able to find an ounce of care for how he's looking to others right now. Did he ever get any proper rest before this? Even after the war was over back home, he's been pulled left and right between building his commune near Jupiter and aiding Earth. He had so much in his plate at every point of his life.

Now... He'll finally get the proper rest he so deserved.

Anyone venturing the flower sea will find him laying down on the field. The mask and glowing visor might make it difficult to tell, but he is sleeping. He's a light sleeper though, so he'll probably stir awake if anyone comes close.]


b - Special Lawn Game (18+ only for spice)

[Honestly, that was the best sleep he's ever gotten in his life and he'll likely never have that ever again. The slumber was good while it lasted, though. Fully awake, he finally notices the message in his Watch. A game...? Hm, normally he would prefer to ignore it, but the payout is rather tempting. .... he'll need to have some money here, eventually, doesn't he?

It does remind him. Game 52, huh...

He's skeptical that playing along will give him what he wanted, so he isn't entirely sure about playing along with the House's whims and likely wouldn't like it. However, participating in this game does seem to guarantee him some quick money. And so, he picks at random:

【 2♀ 】Take on a submissive role and please another player, either sexually or non-sexually.

What is up with the universe pushing him to take a submissive role? Ugh. Whatever. At least he can choose do it non-sexually. Eyes shifting away from the screen, he spots someone nearby.]


You. [Rude.] If you are wiling, I will be subservient to you for a moment. [.... That's one blunt way to approach.] It's for a game.

3. SMOKY NECTAR

a - Butterfly Dome (18+ only)

[Ah, he couldn't resist. Couldn't resist the urge to pluck the dew and the lick the nectar off it. It... doesn't taste remarkable at all and he isn't entirely sure why he just did that. ... Well, at least the flowers are nice to look at.

....

Later on, Soundwave finds himself incredible parched all of a sudden. Odd because his real body had just refueled, and no matter how many times he drinks water, the thirst seems unquenchable. What doesn't help matters at all is that he's in heat from the does of pollen unwittingly inhaled. The combination leaves him restless and panting, hard and wanting. Sitting while hugging his legs, his head rests on his knees, and his mouth hangs open with his tongue sticking out, hoping for relief that he's unsure how to find.

But, if he happens to spot somewhere walking towards the dews, he grabs their wrist and tugs them towards where the exit is.]


Don't. Something... Is in the Dew. [Proof? He isn't looking so hot.]

b - Buns Gone Wild

[This is a lot more peaceful after.... all of that. Soundwave had time to digest and gather his bearings about.... everything. An all-inclusive vacation to a resort where everyone was supposed to have sex. How is he supposed to process all of that and just accept it all? He appreciates that he finally have a vacation now, but it's not so easy to accept everytime else.

Plus, he doesn't know what to do with an entirely free schedule. His eyes shift next to see... No person by his side.

A fleeting thought comes to mind. He's all alone here, isn't he? Can he... actually get people stay close? Or rather, let them stay close to him? Given recent hurt, it might be best to push them away to prevent similar hurt from happening again.... But, he's never felt so alone before, it's strange. Thoughts filled his head before a baby bunny suddenly perches onto his lap, distracting him from his thoughts.

At least the baby bunnies wrecking havoc and eating the vegetables are amusing to watch.

Soundwave is aware that there is a reward for catching the little bunnies, but for one... He doesn't care about the reward at all. What use does he have a plot for raising vegetables? Not like he could benefit from them. Two, he finds them cute. And because he isn't out here catching them, a pile of them are comfortable enough to surround him.

Anyone who discovers Soundwave's avatar surrounded by white fluff will get a stare from him. His head tilts, staring at them with featureless mask and glowing red visor, to the point where it'll be awkward or unnerving. Then, in an entirely monotone voice:]


Do you... Have any food with you?

4. PETAL-STAINED LIPS

a - Blooming Disease (cw: emetophobia, blood, 18+ only for spicy)

[Ugh, that was the worse experience he's had in the resort so far. Who came up with the idea of coughing out flowers, anyway? Whatever, at least he's been cured of it and can go about his day as normal.

Alas, fate seems to have other plans for him in mind. Less than a day, while lounging in the lobby, he suddenly starts coughing violently and doubles over onto his knees. He coughs and coughs until blood spits out onto the floor. Curiously, the blood is bright purple and it glows. Then, after a couple more coughing, petals vomits out of his mouth. Scrunching his nose, he wipes the drool leaking out of the corner of his mouth as he looks down on the petals on his hand, before crushing them in his fist.

Again.

Why was he struck with this dumb disease again? Never mind how his holoavatar can contract a disease in the first place... Is there something in the air that is making him susceptible? Actually... He overheard from the nurses that those who are desperate for love are susceptible to re-catching, which sounds like total bullscrap to him anyway. He's not desperate. He's just... well, not used to being alone. No, it's silly to think that's also the reason why he's catching the same sickness.

Another series of cough, more blood sputtering out, and more petals leaving his mouth.

Help...]


Wildcard + OOC Note

[he'll have memories from the previous TDM! Soundwave will be in his holoavatar for all the prompts, but his real body will be hiding somewhere in the parking garage in his vehicle mode. if you wanna plot, do other prompts, or something else, i'm up for it! and here's my kinklist for ref. feel free to message me at [plurk.com profile] Sharkbyte or PM me for anything o/

one last thing, soundwave is an empath and he reads surface level emotions to navigate social interactions (he won't read minds tho unless he has a good reason). if you don't want him to read any of your character's thoughts or emotions period, please let me know! here's my perms for deets. ]
Edited 2024-04-16 04:23 (UTC)
repasco: (108)

Falin Touden | Dungeon Meshi

[personal profile] repasco 2024-04-16 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
(Prefs | Falin is 23, and while I haven't set up a kink list just yet you're welcome to check here for the Hard Nos.)

Prompts & Threads May Contain Spoilers for the End of Dungeon Meshi (click for prompts) 1 𓍙 Rub-a-Dub-Dub, Chicken Nugget in the Tub (Dealer's Choice | cw: nudity)
Ah! I'm sorry!

[Whether you were cleaning up in a bath or a shower, you suddenly find yourself with company. The woman stands at about 5'7" and her body is all softness and curves. Or at least, you can probably assume as much. From her neck down she's covered in feathery patches β€” the downy white stretching just below her elbows and fading out around her calves. Some parts, like her under-bust and navel, are either bare or not as densely covered.

Rather than try to hide herself, it seems like Falin's main concern is preserving the other person's dignity. A hand raises to shield her eyes from taking any stray glances.]


I'll leave. I didn't see anything. Don't mind mβ€”

[As she tries to leave (blind) she bonks her head against a nearby tile wall.]

2 𓍙 Preventing Poltergeist Pranks (Dealer's Choice | Slumber Party)
Now, that's not very nice.

[Falin interjects as the ghost starts trying to heckle your character. Very calmly she seats herself at the edge of your character's cot, and addresses the spirit directly.]

If you're bored I'm sure there are more fun things to do than to disturb someone's sleep. Do you need company?

[While she seems not to pay much attention to the actual living person before her, the truth of the matter is that she believes the ghost might be acting out because their neglected in favor of the living. Falin isn't ignoring the 'real' person in the cot though. Her hand rests gently on their knee.

It's true Falin did not have arrive with clothes, yet she was provided with some comfy sweatpants and a loose t-shirt that reads, in big bold letters, BAD DRAGON. Thanks gift basket!]

3 𓍙 Flavorful Finds (Smoky Nectar | cw: potential for sex, possessiveness, "fertilization" urges)
[Falin is the type to eagerly indulge in new experiences. As such, when the orchard opens up and they're encouraged to try the fruit she does so without a second thought. Perhaps this is a mistake, though. Something in the fruit seems to trigger the "natural instincts" of what's left of the dragon inside her. After a bit of both the CHERRYUZU and PEAPLUMTO... Falin begins prowling the area. In a bought of impulsiveness she'll pounce on the next person she finds. Once they're in her clutches, she'll feel a jolt of possessiveness over them.

So, like any respectable dragon, she bites her mate prey! Fangs pressing in against the curve of her victim's neck. Not enough to break skin, though. She's not yet that far gone.]

4 𓍙 Clear the Air(way) (Petal Stained Lips | cw: potential for sex, body horror)
U-um, so... my restoration magic isn't helping. I've heard there are other ways to fix this, and I'd like to help, but I don't want to start treatment without asking...

[Gently Falin reaches out to brush a hand through the hair of her 'patient'. Despite her eagerness to help, it seems like she too is suffering from the disease. The paperwhite narcissus blooms give her a sweet scent, but with the way the petals intertwine with the layers of feathers on her body make it hard to distinguish where Falin ends and the flowers begin. If someone has seen her before, they'll find that her normally amber eyes have been replaced with irises that are now holly red, and when she coughs up plants it's not soft petals or dainty leaves. No β€” it's the cutting, prickly holly that tears her throat to shreds as they come up. Her "birth flowers" that represent renewal and hope respectively seem to be having the opposite impact.]

5 𓍙 WILDCARD
[I'm still interested in butterfly dome, chest prompts - including mimics, and any supernatural features of any Locations - but I would prefer to write custom starters for these or have them available as options for a create-your-own to tag into. Have questions or want to double check if something would get the greenlight? PM me!]
emancipating: Β© roker_flower (lv.)

zagreus (hades)

[personal profile] emancipating 2024-04-16 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
1. dealer's choice, bathroom button;
[ the thing about dying is, there's really nothing to it? zagreus has died countless of times and taken by the styx only to wake up again back at the house—it's constant, it's routine. so anyone can understand his disorientation and surprise upon waking up after getting gutted by asterius once again not in the house, and not beside the river styx—

but in a bathroom instead.
]

Erm, hi, [ is the first thing he says once the door opens. whether this is a private bathroom or the shared ones, he will be found in the same way: sprawled in the tub with his legs dangling over the lip of it. if his feet look like they're smoking a little, don't worry about it. zagreus flashes a bright smile as he makes to get up. ] Please, carry on and don't mind me, I'll be out in just a moment!

[ well, ]

... Actually, you wouldn't happen to have a... spare change of clothes, would you?

2. smoky nectar, the orchard;
[ persephone's garden has always been a warm and inviting place, nearly as warm and inviting as persephone herself, really. time always seems to slow down and pick up whenever he finally makes his way there, sometimes bruised and battered, sometimes hale and whole. but it always ends this way: zagreus fights his father to the death, he makes his way along the frozen path past the cliff overlooking the sunrise, and finally meets his mother in her garden before the river styx takes him away again back down to tartarus.

this is not the same as persephone's garden by far, but the fruits growing from the trees are just as fascinating. he doesn't realize that these aren't common ones that can be found, but he gravitates towards them anyway, reaching for an orangeberry. not knowing that he needs to remove the hard outer peel, he proceeds to... take a big bite out of it and gets a mouthful of peel. he makes a face as he chews, trying to resist the urge to spit it back out.
]

Mm, that's... unpleasant.

3. wildcard;
[ feel free to throw anything at me! zag is always down to clown with whatever wild and whacky shenanigans you might have. for reference, he is a demigod and knows very little about mortals, so everything is very new and shiny. PM me if you need to hash anything out! ]
Edited 2024-04-16 05:57 (UTC)
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Vax'ildan | LoVM | ota

[personal profile] featheredstep 2024-04-16 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Dealer's Choice
[Vax blinks blearily as the lights of the bathroom hit his eyes. It is followed by a massive pulse of an impending headache and slight nausea. "That'll teach me to compete with Grog..."is muttered under his breath, as he runs hand down his face.

Wait... this place doesn't look or smell like the last shithole Inn they were at. He's sprawled in a bathtub, both of his legs hanging out on each side of the tub, spread eagle, naked, and he's certain that's not where he was last night.]


What the fuck...-

[The sound of someone entering the other room makes him panic, sit up, try to get out of the tub but wonderfully slip and smack his face on the tiled floor. The racket and a yelp of pain can certainly warn the other person of the presence of someone in their bathroom.]

2. Conservatory
[After cautiously exploring the hotel, Vax found himself wandering the flower maze, watching other people roll on beds of flowers and playing different games. He doesn't join, not yet anyway, as he's still nursing a bump from the rude awakening earlier and a massive hangover from yesterday(?).

He finds himself in the orchards easily, actually curious about the all sorts of fruits people have been running away with. Everyone's been acting weird and giddy since he stepped into this place so he doesn't contribute to the effects of the fruit.

And so, since it's free, he picks up some orangeberries and pearapples to try out. He even hands one over to the person walking up to the baskets.]


They actually look really good.

[ooc: open to catch him wandering the maze and checking out chests.]

3. Special Lawn Game
[With the hangover out of the way, he goes back to where most of the people have gathered, some of them laughing, some of them, well- not being subtle. His watch flashes once and asks him to join whatever game they are playing. There's no fights going on or anything along the lines, so he guesses it can't be THAT bad. So he clicks yes.

  • 【 1β™‘ 】Serenade another player with a romantic ballad.
  • Vax clicks his tongue and mutters something about not knowing many songs, but he can probably remember some of Scanlan's verses. Would that even count? Only one way to find out. He walks over to the first person he sees and addresses them, "Are you part of these games as well?"

  • 【 2β™§ 】Describe, in explicit detail, one of your erotic fantasies and/or desires to another player.
  • Oh boy- okay so this one isn't going to be as easy as the first one, but it shouldn't be THAT bad, right? Others have probably done similar stuff already, there are people giggling around and teasing each other. Still, finding someone approachable about this who won't start a fight is now an active task. He tries to look inconspicuous when he steps next to one person, glancing between his watch and them, "So... I had this crazy dream once- can I share it? I swear it's not boring."

  • 【 3β™‘ 】Make passionate love to another player while in the missionary position.
  • Vax's face grows a bit red and he fumbles to shut down his watch. He doesn't know ANYONE here to just walk up to them and ask that without causing a ruckus. NO FIGHTS WITHOUT VEX, a rule he implemented since waking up here, and this is just asking for it. If anyone sees him fumbling awkwardly with the watch, he'll laugh and shake his head, "This place is pulling pranks on me...", but he won't be fast enough so the screen will be quite visible as well as the task (what is this new technology...).]

    4. Wildcard
    [ PM me for a custom starter on anything not in the prompts!]
    Edited 2024-04-16 05:48 (UTC)
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    Specter | Arknights

    [personal profile] abyssaint 2024-04-16 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
    [OOC: current player, testing a second! see permissions and kinks. Laurentina has some intense mental illness symptoms, so please see her opt-out for more information on what you're comfortable with.

    Specter is late twenties(~28) so 18+ for any smut! OTA otherwise ]


    i. arrival
    [There's someone in your bathtub. Yes, yours. And even better, Laurentina's first reaction to ending up here naked was to... just start the bath. Now she's lounging in the water, not caring if it splashes on the floor.

    She looks up when someone, inevitably, enters.]


    Oh? It's very rude to walk in on someone's room without knocking. Shame on you!


    ii. flower maze.
    [Laurentina has been wandering the maze, just taking in the scenery. She stops to examine the statues, tutting slightly at how old and decayed they've become.

    But the whispers of even a hint of excitement are what really gets her going. Treasure is so mundane, but it's still a hint of a challenge. And she decides that she probably shouldn't just tear through the walls to find them.

    Finally, thought, she finds a chest and kneels.]


    That's more like it! Let's see...

    [She opens it, and her face falls slightly. Inside is a strap-on harness with a couple of dildos, including a tentacle-shaped one, that can be slotted it.]

    Oh... hum. I guess that does make sense.


    iii. butterfly dome
    [Look, she enjoys pretty things. She knows she's gonna get overwhelmed pretty quickly with just pretty and no action (of the bloody kind), but she might as well enjoy it while she's here.

    So she stands in the butterfly dome, holding a finger out as a butterfly lands on it briefly. It flutters away, and she looks at whoever's come nearby. She looks almost ethereal in this light, but the way a ghost might. Something that sparks instinctual fear.]


    Aren't they beautiful? Butterflies are the closest thing land-dwellers have to the grace of aquatic life, I think. It's the colors, and the way they shimmer. Aah... I wonder if they have any fish ponds in this place?

    [Her pupils are wide, though, from the effect of the pollen.]


    iv. buns gone wild
    [Anyone trying to catch baby rabbits will, at some point, feel a sense of dread. The sensation of someone watching them, movement out of the corner of their eyes -- but then it's gone. It comes and goes, but never shows itself.

    Finally, for someone unlucky, that feeling will height as a streak of white shoots past them. Her speed is nearly inhuman. And yet Laurentina straightens up, only a couple feet away, with a baby rabbit carefully tucked under her arm.]


    Got it! Oh, whoops, was that your pre-- I mean, target? Hah, hah. Too slow.

    [She slots the bunny into the pocket of a jacket, where it's clear she has many little rabbits in there. What the fuck.]



    v. blooming disease (cw disassociation, chronic illness, body horror, religious trauma)
    [Laurentina knew that this place was far too distant from the ocean to maintain her recovery abilities to their full capability. That's fine, she's gotten better at fighting off the fog in her mind that leaves her a ghost. Her body's gotten stronger.

    But even her body can't handle the double pronged attack of oripathy AND this flower disease. As she's begun to cough up petals, her mind has wandered back to being Specter.

    So now she's sitting, waiting to be looked over by a doctor, or perhaps paired with another patient.]


    This is... a gift, a... no, no, it merely means we must pray more. Mmm. It is our vitality within, blooming to the surface in vibrant reveri--

    [Her ramblings are cut off by a violent coughing fit. She spits up some spiky, deep purple petals. Sea holly.]

    Oooohh.... Who are you, again?

    [There's clearly more wrong with her than just the hanahaki disease.]


    vi.
    [Feel free to contact me at [plurk.com profile] larksong to discuss other ideas!]
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    Luke | Alchemy Stars (new character, current player)

    [personal profile] commensalist 2024-04-16 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
    [ooc: I do headcanon Luke as intersex on account of Bug Things, along with having an ovipositor. the latter is basically opt-in, but smut with Luke is definite xeno territory.]
    I. The Bathroom Button (add'l cw: none)
    [waking up in any unusual place is cause for alarm on a good day, for Luke. waking up in an unusual bathroom is enough to cool the aurorian's blood, bright blue-green eyes darting across the area as he pushes himself to his feet.

    naked. unarmed. without even his mask as comfort, let alone his butterflies. clawed fingers curl as he takes in his surroundings, the long, darkly coloured chitinous digits clicking faintly with the movement. where is he? it doesn't feel like Umbraton, even before his attention drifts to the Watch wrapped around his wrist.]


    ... how troublesome. [his gaze turns back to the surroundings, toe-claws tapping against the floor as he steps forward. there's no other option, after all.] Hello...?

    II. The Flower Maze (add'l cw: none)
    [navigating mazes is not as difficult for someone like Luke as it might be for others. for one, he has an excellent sense of direction and a knack for avoiding dead ends, cultivated by a life of mercenary work. he's not particularly looking for a partner, but it's not unreasonable to see him in his dumb yellow track suit, moving with such purpose, and follow him toward the centre of the maze itself. should someone make enough noise that they might be heard, his attention will shift a little even while he doesn't stop, eyes narrowing (probably sight unseen).]

    ... You may as well reveal yourself. It isn't hard to hear you back there.

    III. The Butterfly Dome (add'l cw/notes: potential smut)
    [ah, this is bliss. really. to say that he'd been elated to see butterflies in the conservatory would be a bit of an understatement, chitinous segmented fingers turned upside down to let a few butterflies alight on the long claws tipping each. for a moment he's quiet, brows furrowing at some unheard something.]

    I see... that seems a bit troublesome. Please, don't remain on my account.

    [is he... talking to the bugs? yes, yes he is. nodding his head, the aurorian lifts his hand to let them go, lips pressing a little more firmly together at the pollen left behind as a thick coating of dust on his fingers. this, he supposes, is the source of their troubles... pressing thumb and forefinger together, the mercenary examines the resulting shimmer on his fingertips. were this in Umbraton, he could only imagine the nefarious purposes it would have been bred for...

    ... honestly, it's probably not much better here, but at least the people in general seem a little more... upstanding than that dark underworld city. taking in a thin breath, pollen coating everything too thickly to not be alarming, he... starts forward, rather than back. there are potentially butterflies in danger, after all, and if this horrid pollen has something to do with their lifespans being cut short, so help himβ€”

    he can be found, thereby, in various states of reason; Luke is quite exceptional at controlling his expressions and his body, but the longer he's here, the more agitated he'll feel. eventually, he'll just find himself forced to take a seat, possibly around the flowers glimmering with nectar, trying to shake off the heavy feeling of his instincts.]

    IV. Special Lawn Games (add'l cw/notes: smut likely)
    [when you live life in a city that is basically the entire Underground, the importance of funds becomes something of an ingrained issue. so, it's no surprise when the cheerful message noise appears on his Watch that he... decides to go through with it. sure, he may express his displeasure in the way of a deep frown, but that doesn't mean he's going to press no. there's little doubt in his mind what the "game" is going to entail, given the sheer number of toys strewn about the conservatory here, but sometimes one must do things one isn't particularly pleased with in the name of progress.

    so he'll choose either options two or three, and stare blankly at the words that appear on his display for a moment before exhaling a sigh and turning his gaze outward. once he's found someone who seems... unoccupied and not too skittish, he'll make his way toward them, brushing fingers through his hair as he walks.]


    Pardon me... would you be willing to assist me in completing this... game? I will, of course, offer the same in return. No exchange should be expected to be one-sided.

    [Luke's voice is a little stiff, a little proper, but maybe that's just how he is. or maybe it's just the circumstance that's making him come off a little cold, arms crossing lightly over his chest.]

    V. Wildcard
    [if nothing here fits, please feel free to plot w/me or roll out a starter of your own! Luke can be a little cagey and blunt, but he's generally a good guy. if someone's suffering from hanahaki he'll be likely to help, and I'm down to plot something with pretty much any of the other prompts as well. he'll be happy to help people with their Game prompts even without his own, as well, though he's a bit of a shrewd customer when it comes to making deals and seeking advantages. just mercenary things. also yes, he can in fact speak to butterflies in particular... and if there are butterflies anywhere he will absolutely flock to them, and be quite taken with anyone who doesn't seem afraid of them. totally normal guy, really.]
    Edited (blue and blue-green are not the same colour, brain-) 2024-04-16 10:04 (UTC)
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    Dr. Eva Rosalene | To the Moon Series

    [personal profile] takingchances 2024-04-16 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
    [I] THE BATHROOM BUTTON;
    [Naturally where does Eva end up? In a public bathroom she can easily sneak out of? Of course not! Whoever you are you're going to flip on your bathroom light to find Eva laid out in your tub blinking rapidly at the sudden light.

    At least if this is a nicer suite she doesn't look so cramped up. She's still splayed out like someone threw her in there, mercifully not naked but underdressed all the same. The robe she wears is nice as is her underwear at least?

    What isn't so nice is once the lights clip on and Eva takes note of what the hell is going on she just gives a long, weary sort of sigh.]


    I should be more surprised.


    [II] THE FLOWER MAZE;
    [At home Eva has a modest garden off of her apartment balcony that she tends to every day. In time her dream is to retire and set up a cottage by the ocean where she can raise yet another garden. To say Eva likes plants is an understatement -- most of her relaxation comes through tending to them.

    This, the maze? It's surprisingly still relaxing in spite of how complicated it might be. Maybe it's the well-cultivated flowers or just that she's more predisposed to relaxing in this kind of environment.

    She manages to come across a few treasure chests. Most of them have naturally been packed with sex-related paraphernalia. She's more than gotten the impression that this place would really love for everyone to do the deed so to speak and she can only be surprised for so long at finding a vibrator or lube in a chest. Well until she finds the mimic of course. And she's played enough RPGs to know exactly what the damn thing is.

    Now she's here in one of those oh so romantic gazebos, sighing as she sits with a drooped posture on one of those plush daybeds. The first person to walk up gets Eva pushing her hands back through her hair and giving them a tired look before she speaks. In her brain she says, "How's it going?"

    What her mouth says is:]


    How's it fucking?

    [Then she just puts her face in her hands again.


    [III] SMOKY NECTAR;
    [Out in The Orchard Eva is pretty wowed by the amount of fruits around. The crossbreeds intrigue her as a gardner herself and she's easy to find poking amount these new fruits that the gardeners are dying for people to try. She's not sure what to make of the Peaplumtos, wrinkling her nose a touch at the incorporation of tomato in there but also noting with some amusement:]

    A tomato is a fruit after all.

    [She settles on an orangeberry in the end, taking note of the harder outer peel. Once she gets it mostly peeled though she looks over to whoever else might be browsing the fruits nearby.]

    Want to give this one a try with me? It's supposed to be some kind of mix of oranges and blueberries apparently.


    [IV] PETAL-STAINED LIPS;
    [Okay seriously, enough with this. Eva was technically a doctor but in that same way so many with doctorates were technically doctors. She was more on the psychology end of that scale but she was willing to help out thanks to the lack of manpower present.

    The problem? This is her second round with this hanahaki disease. The first time she caught it while helping had been while helping another patient with treating and then curing their own disease. Yeah okay, the cure was unconventional but she's learned by now most of this place is heavily unconventional.

    Now she's been coughing up such a variety of petals and flowers that frankly she's just getting tired of cleaning them off of her lab coat. She's cleaning up another set of flowers from off of the floor.]


    I never thought I'd hate seeing flowers around me this much.

    [She knew she would hate seeing flowers popping out of her, that's not even a question.]


    [V] WILDCARD;
    [See a prompt I didn't cover but you want to throw Eva's way? Go for it here! PMs are open for plotting.
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    Cha Hyunsu | Sweet Home

    [personal profile] leavening 2024-04-16 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    Arrival
    A. Swan Lake Bathrooms

    [Hyunsu awakes with a start as the shrill beeping from his new watch echoes through an unfamiliar public bathroom. He ends up stumbling head first out of the stall he's in and landing sprawled unceremoniously across the pristine tiled floor. Yes, the pristine tile is the first thing he takes note of, and not the fact that he's naked. He's ended up naked or half-naked a lot since his transformation, but clean public spaces have become something of a rarity. Monster apocalypses are messy.

    He stands slowly, wary, and edges uncertainly toward the bathroom door. He doesn't bother to check the other stalls. Getting out seems more important at the moment. It's a relief when he opens the door and nothing attacks him, but that fades into very open puzzlement as he steps out into an equally pristine (and quite frankly, opulent) library of some sort.

    He blinks, obviously confused.]


    Where...?

    [It's only when he starts to feel eyes on him, some perhaps a little more appreciative than he's strictly comfortable with, that he thinks to cover himself. Someone help him, he has no idea what's going on.]



    Cloud Dwelling Garden

    B. Lawn Games

    [Hyunsu looks down curiously at the watch's inquiry about playing a game. It feels like it's been forever since he played a game. Of course, the kinds of games he's used to are multiplayer video games and those can't be played on a watch.

    Still, curiosity gets the better of him and he selects "YES." Then he chooses his level. Easy enough so far. Then he gets his task, at which point he stares blankly at the screen for several seconds before muttering quietly:]


    I've changed my mind.


    Conservatory

    C. The Orchard

    [Hyunsu would be the first to admit that he knows very little about food and nutrition. He is a high school drop out who was a shut in and lived on ramyun before the world turned completely upside down. He'd given up being picky about what food he ate a long time ago.

    But even he has to admit, these fruits are a little sketchy. It looks more like something out of one of his video games than a real fruit. And frankly, he's had his fill of mad scientists and their experiments. Not that any of the gardeners seem that bad, but he's learned to be cautious.

    So, now he's staring quite dubiously at an orangeberry.]


    What is it?


    (ooc: Also open to wildcard options if none of these work! Feel free to hit me up in PM or at [plurk.com profile] etceteras if you want to plot something. I tried to keep the prompts flexible so they could go the way of spice or gen depending on what people want to do. Though, keep in mind for smut that Hyunsu is ICly about 18. Also general CW: Hyunsu has a lot of mental health issues and a history of suicidal thoughts and actions.)
    Edited 2024-04-16 16:07 (UTC)
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    Konoka Konoe | Mahou Sensei Negima | new

    [personal profile] im_gonna_heal_u 2024-04-16 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    Arrival

    [ You were probably minding your own business, planning to get a hot shower, or at least navigate those communal showers. But while you thought you had a possibility to do your cleaning uninhibited, you unfortunately discover that you are not alone.

    There is a long-haired brunette, dressed in a kimono, staring intently at her surroundings and looking terribly lost.
    ]

    I'm pretty sure I didn't take a wrong turn this time. I can't be that bad at directions, can I? Did someone forcibly teleport me again?

    [ And that was when she noticed you. ]

    Oh! Sorry about that. I'm kinda lost, can you help little ol' me out?

    Floral Riot
    a)

    [ Seeing scenes like this remind her, somewhat, of back when she was a student. When push came to shove, Mahora Academy could put some rather amazing displays of beauty. But this dwarfed even that. Konoka had never seen so many flowers before in one spot. So many colors and patterns as far as the eye can see.

    Alas, it was too easy to get lost. A turn could go wrong. You could forget where you were going in a path. For Konoka, she simply got turned around and came across a familiar patch she thought she walked past already.
    ]

    Awww, I thought I was doin' well, too!

    [ But Konoka seems to have some good luck with running into other people, as upon spotting a gazebo, she opted to barge right in and use the higher view to see where the heart of the maze was. Just her luck, as she was no longer alone! ]

    This is pretty cool, isn't it?!

    [ Despite the setback of being lost, Konoka was barely containing her excitement. ]

    b)

    [ Sometime during her adventures in the garden, a notice pops up on her phone. ]

    Would you like to play a Lawn Game?

    [ Seemed like a good way to pass the time! Konoka accepted. ]

    Thank you for choosing to play this game! Choose one of the options below.

    [ She read that alongside those options, she wouldn't know what she'd get until she picked one, only that higher numbers would get a higher payout. These would be just simple games, right?

    She hit the three of spades.
    ]

    Kidnap a person for 24 hours.

    [ Konoka's grimace could have been visible from space. ]


    Petal-stained Lips

    There you are! All patched up!

    [ Konoka waved and escorted the thankful guest as she discreetly put her wand away. She was more of a medical mage, but largely helping out in mundane ways was just as much in her element as the magical side. Making sure everyone was healthy had long been in her job description, and there was always room for more help whether that was through the right spells or the right medical supplies.

    She had actually taken up residence here long before the "Blooming Disease" had started swelling up. There was always the issue of stray cuts, bruises, and colds. But lately these exceedingly stubborn coughing fits of people hacking up flowers, finding vines growing from... places and even looking like dryads after a while, she's certainly seen a lot in these past few days. Despite this, though, the next person coming into the room that served as her "office" would still see her offering a bright smile and a wide-eyed look that gave the initial impression that she suspected nothing.
    ]

    Have a seat and relax! I'm here to help you get better. Can you tell me what's been plaguing you?


    Wildcard

    [[If you have something you'd like to discuss, hit me up via PM or [plurk.com profile] doctoransem on plurk. I also have a kinklist. Konoka is 18, for those discerning!]]
    Edited 2024-04-16 17:30 (UTC)
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    midnight | arknights | currently in game

    [personal profile] unrequite 2024-04-16 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    i. cloud-dwelling garden
    special lawn games; 25+ or previous CR only!
    [ Midnight smacked the hell out of that Level 3 selection, mostly because he has no fear (doubtful) and a complete lack of shame (there, much more likely). He pauses, tilting his head this way and that, then looks up and spots another player, holding up his watch. A Level 3 hearts, diamond, or clubs prompt hovers on its face.

    He raises his eyebrows, taps the screen, and smiles. ]


    I scratch your back, you scratch mine?

    [ He's an excellent lay, in spite of his... everything. And the payout could be pretty nice? ]

    ii. conservatory
    sex pollen; 25+ or previous CR only!
    [ Midnight is currently sleeping under one of the trees, and holy shit, is he okay? Like, seriously? Upon closer inspection, it's pretty obvious that he's passed out from a pollen-induced orgasm, or two, or three — his clothes are in damp shambles by now — but even for his most ardent of partners, this is probably only one of a handful of times Midnight's ever been caught sleeping. The above are probably enough to raise a few flags, but on top of that, it looks like his eyes are a bit bruised from a lack of rest, his position making it very clear that he simply dropped where he was and never had a chance to pick himself back up again.

    Anyway, for those who are simply concerned good samaritans, Midnight will, once in contact with any sort of warm body, reach out, pull whoever it is into his arms for a sleepy cuddle, and immediately fall back asleep. Uh. Hope you didn't have anything to do for a while! ]

    iii. swan lake
    not a tdm prompt;
    [ Gonna be real, this is just the conservatory prompt without the sex pollen. Midnight has once again fallen asleep in a public place, this time surrounded by books, open notebooks, writing implements. If one chooses to look at his books instead of waking him, he seems to be working on a variety of topics: music theory, creative writing, finance and accounting, history of both Earth and other major worlds, Chinese and English... And on and on. He's been quite the busy bee.

    There are two options for waking him. He wakes up normally, is very embarrassed about his newfound exhaustion, and chooses to chat about any assortment of topics instead of talk about why he's asleep in the library. Option two: he wakes up hungry. Hey, good lookin', that jugular of yours is a sight for sore eyes... ]

    v. wildcard
    [ kinklist here. log version here, for current players. i do not have plurk or discord, but i am happy to coordinate, plan, and write custom starters on request via pm! have a good april, y'all, i am sitting in a house with a cat and this cat hates me just as much as it would hate midnight. help. ]
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    Tim Drake | DC Comics | New Player | ota.

    [personal profile] sifr 2024-04-16 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    🐦 arrival | from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep.
    01.
    Nothing suggests that he's been snagged by one of the usual rogues, nor is it the right sort of lavish for Ra's; Tim doesn't remember how he got here, but that sort of thing happens when you're in his business.

    It's a small mercy that Tim arrived in civilian clothing instead of his Red Robin gear. He'd prefer to have something armoured and electrified, or made of kevlar at the very least, but given the nature of this place it's probably for the best that he look a little less threatening. Admittedly, at 5'6", greyhound-lean, and with his hair in a messy bun, he probably doesn't come off as very threatening at all. Even if he's inexplicably waking up in a random shower or steamroom. He doesn't call out, but stays still until he hears a noise from the adjoining room.
    02.
    After disentangling himself from that inauspicious arrival, he makes his way to the lobby. Ever fond of watching, he makes his way through the crowd, finds a coffee, and decides that he might as well find a spot to spend the night. Sleep isn't likely, but a cot with his back to the wall will work as well as a chair.

    "Is this taken?"

    🐦 gardens & conservatory | I know a bank, where the wild thyme blows
    03.
    On one hand, Ivy would have a field day; while on the other, she'd be appalled by the rigid gardening and (sacrilegious!) de-thorning of the roses. Still, if they are expected to explore the maze and conservatory, Tim is going to do his best to be cautious and avoid eating anything too unusual. Just like mushrooms, all fruit is edible! Some of it is only edible once.

    Does this mean he's been lightly dusted with pollen? You bet. Annoyed with it more than anything, Tim is most likely found near a pool, fountain, or some other convenient way to try and rinse off the worst of it. Probably doesn't help much, does it?
    04.
    When you don't have the reach that height offers, it only makes sense to compensate with better technology. After chatting with the gardeners and gathering a couple of simple supplies, Tim has set up a cobbled together fabric chute where baby bunnies can be herded along and into a box at the end of it. All they need to do is scare and then corral the creatures.

    "Will you help?" Easy, simple, and presumably the local cooks will be able to make them into something nice. If anyone is taking suggestions, Tim is fond of a nice agnolotti.


    🐦 broken wing | The bud may have a bitter taste, but sweet will be the flower.
    05.
    Despite the occasional scattering of terribly fragile wild rose petals and papery poppies, Tim has volunteered to help in the clinic. He has some OpinionsTM about working somewhere called the 'Broken Wing', but that's a breakdown for another day. In the meanwhile, he's doing his best to keep people comfortable, getting them fluids, and being Rather Assertive with those that have gone a little too far in their transformation.

    Should someone end up more aggressively viney than usual, he's willing to use a more direct bed-side manner to contain them. "Look, you've got to get this out of your system. Who do you have as your contact?"


    🐦 OOC | Come at me, bro.
    If you want a custom starter, have questions, comments, etc., I am here for you. Prefs & Kinks
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    Chongyue | Arknights

    [personal profile] longtale 2024-04-16 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    [OOC: current player, testing a second i swear this is the last one probably maybe. see permissions and kinks. chongyue is immortal but appears 30-something, so 21+ preferred for smut. possibly open to 18+ with discussion. ota for gen!]

    i. arrival
    [There's some kind of commotion from your bathroom. Something knocking over, maybe even someone cursing to themselves. That's probably not good.

    Eventually, whoever opens the door will find... A very naked dragon man stepping out of the shower and reaching for a towel. His eyes go wide, briefly, and he freezes.]


    Ah... you see....

    [He's, um, quite a specimen. In a number of ways. But he grabs the towel and covers himself, clearing his throat awkwardly.]

    I'm not entirely sure how I ended up... in this situation. My apologies.


    ii. lawn games
    [Well. Chongyue had been looking to branch out a bit, hadn't he? And this is... technically far different from anything he's done before. Perhaps this resort can help him bridge the gap he's had for so long.

    So. He's sitting on the lawn, drinking a bit of tea and working to cut off the thorns from a few roses. The ornamental horn at the end of his tail is useful for that. But when anyone comes by, he'll look up.]


    Oh, would you like to join me? I was considering playing that game the watch spoke of, but I didn't want to pick an option just yet. [He looks at his wrist, considering once again.] Or I'm happy to simply enjoy the scenery. Such blooms are rare indeed.


    iii. smoky nectar.
    a. orchard
    [There's something about this place that makes him feel... feverish. Intense. It's the pollen, but he hasn't picked up on that yet. He hungers, though he's not sure for what. It's going to become quite obvious to him soon, but for now...

    Chongyue swings his tail, quickly, and knocks a fruit from a nearby tree. He kneels to pick up an Orangeberry, slowly peeling it and taking a few hesitant bites.]


    Mmm. Do you need help getting a fruit down? Or we can share this one.

    [...And yet his gaze lingers on his new companion, looking them over for a moment too long.]


    b. butterfly dome.
    [Given how long he's spent in the arid deserts around Yumen, such an explosion of colors and life is nearly overwhelming. The flower lawn and orchard were one thing, but the fluttering of the butterflies... hm.

    While meandering within the dome, he pauses to examine one of the flowers. That nectar smells sweet. He draws one finger along the flower carefully, to draw in some of the nectar. Then he licks it up, closing his eyes in contemplation.

    Then he swallows. And swallows a second time, more thickly. Then he begins to cough.]


    Ah, that's-- not as refreshing as I was expecting. [His voice is a bit hoarse as the effects begin to take effect.]


    iv. blooming disease. (cw some body horror)
    [In all honesty, Chongyue wasn't sure he could get sick. If he ever has, he's long forgotten it, and given his... nature, he just assumed it wasn't possible. So this has startled him, even humbled him a little bit.

    He sits in one of the treatment rooms, carefully picking petals out of his mouth. They bloom small, and red, which only makes it look more startling. Vines have crept painfully between the scales on his tail, and curled around his neck and horns. It's not clear where they come from.

    If someone else enters, patient or doctor, he looks up, looking utterly exhausted.]


    Is the cure really...? Well. I suppose I shouldn't complain. The fact it has a cure is a miracle enough.


    v. wildcard
    [Feel free to contact me at [plurk.com profile] larksong to discuss other ideas!]
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    Karen Minazuki πŸ•’πŸ¦‹ Power of Hope ~Precure Full Bloom~

    [personal profile] actuallycuring 2024-04-16 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
    1. Arrival - Steve - I Guess Everyone Just Had To Go To The Bathroom

    [One frustrating aspect of life is when some underpaid and overworked employee loses your paperwork and you have to start some process over from the beginning. Normally this does not mean you, yourself, get misplaced along with it, but in the world of jamjar DWRP games many things are possible.

    In closely related news, Karen, who already woke up in a bedroom just the other day from her perspective, has just woken up naked in a bathroom in Love Dove. Anyone who finds her here after she lifts herself off the floor will find her cautiously peering out into the store.]


    There had better not be another flying dildo swarm out there.

    [There... probably isn't?]

    2a. Cloud Dwelling Garden - Flower Maze - An A-Maze-Ingly no actually that's so bad I can't even finish the heading

    [The flower maze seems like a nice place to relax, and... it is! It's complicated, which might be frustrating for someone who was bad at memorization and in a hurry to get to the lawn, but it turns out Karen is actually the exact opposite of both of those things, and she's actually doing better than certain other characters she shares a headspace with who might have seemed more suited to this particular task based on the particulars of their canon. This is, in fact, the best time she's had here. She's even got a nice little haul from treasure chests--some nice clothes, a pair of handcuffs that she's embarrassed by but can't bring herself to just throw away so she's hiding them under the clothes, and some delicious-looking sweets that she's now sitting down at a gazebo to eat.

    She also found a mimic along the way, so when she waves to and greets another person who happens along and tries to invite them to take a break and have some of the snacks, it comes out as:]


    Hello there. Would you like to have me?

    [And instantly she covers her mouth with both hands.]

    2b. Cloud Dwelling Garden - Grand Flower Lawn - Eight Hours of Uninterrupted Sleep

    [Karen is suitably impressed with the flower lawn--it's big, it's pretty, and she certainly can't argue with the color scheme--but it's hard for her to focus on being pleased with her success. She takes a picnic basket but doesn't get around to opening it, instead wandering off toward one of the walls to look out over the flowers. Blue roses symbolize mysteries and the unattainable to most people, but to her they'll only ever mean one thing: Milky Rose, better known as Kurumi Mimino, mostly-retired magical girl, rabbit in human form, Karen's first patient and now possibly her girlfriend but they haven't gotten around to discussing that properly and now she's trapped in another world and how the hell is she supposed to explain all this when she sees her again?

    She has a lot to think about, and barely notices when she pricks herself on a thorn. It doesn't outright knock her out, but it makes her drowsy enough that she starts to nod off. Already lost in thought as it is, she reasons she just needs to sit down for a moment... she's actually a little sore from all that walking, maybe she can lie down... and before long she's fast asleep.]


    3. Conservatory - Butterfly Dome - Sometimes A Prompt Just Seems Mandatory

    [So here's what happened. Karen heard there were butterflies and decided she had to see them. It's not that she's a butterfly fanatic or anything, but they were her magical girl team's main visual motif, so it kind of seemed to her like this Butterfly Dome might be something she should check out. And if it doesn't work out, hey, it's another nice garden-type area.

    WELL THE JOKE'S ON HER, ISN'T IT?

    She briefly thinks she's right when several butterflies flutter over her way, one going so far as to land on her hand, but this only means she gets an especially concentrated dose of extra-strength sex pollen that quickly overwhelms her. She needs to fuck.

    As soon as she spies another woman in her vicinity, that need turns more specific, and she's already undressing as she approaches.]


    I need you, now.

    4. Broken Wing Clinic - Sometimes A Prompt Just Seems Mandatory 2: Doctor Boogaloo

    [Of course, knowing there's a disease going around, her first impulse was to check the clinic and see if there was any way she could help--and much to her surprise, the answer was an emphatic yes. It's perfect, really. Finally, she can follow her own chosen path, instead of getting into more nonsensical excuses for sex--oh come on.

    Despite her growing irritation with the Golden Peacock in general, though, it only takes a few moments of "wait, seriously? well, okay..." for her to get on board. Maybe this place is getting to her, and definitely there's an element of "well after everything else that's happened it would feel bad to suddenly stop having sex when people need it," but part of it--the most important part, she'd like to think--is that she became a doctor to help people, and that's what she's going to do. The treatment is weird, but it's treatment, and it's something she can handle. And it's not like there aren't other injuries and such still happening. Right now, this is where she's needed.

    For now, she walks into a room where a nurse has guided a patient, taking just a moment to see whether there are any of the telltale petals before she begins.]


    Welcome to the Broken Wing Clinic. I'm Doctor Minazuki.

    [...or, later, as the hours have worn on, she checks in on another member of the medical staff.]

    How are you holding up?

    OOC/Wildcard

    [If you want to tag her but don't see a prompt you like, feel free to hit me up via PM or at [plurk.com profile] Andrusi. Female characters only for smut, anyone's welcome for non-smutty things.]
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    chongyun | genshin impact

    [personal profile] cutcloud 2024-04-16 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( existing player, new character. 100% here for a little silly tdm fun and revisiting a fave boy, no future app plans. please note chongyun is 17 for anything smutty adjacent. i'm down for whatever, ota. )

    i. this place needs exorcisms and not because of the ghosts / ARRIVAL

    My clo.... my clothes....?! Please... is someone out there—?!

    [ A youthful male voice comes from one of the toilet stalls at Love Dove; distressed, embarrassed, confused. Check check check. Where is he, why is everything different, but the foremost problem right now is that he is naked. So naked. And, from what he can overhear, he isn't somewhere abandoned or isolated.

    So: he is naked in public. He may not know where this public is but it's still public. It's taking all of his power not to overheat and faint simply because that's a worse situation. Imagine someone finding his naked body passed out in a toilet. Nnnnnooooo. ]


    If you could, please... bring, bring something I could wear...? I would be in your debt.

    [ PLEASE 😭 ]
    ❄️


    ii. i like big buns and i cannot lie / CONSERVATORY

    No, you're causing trouble. This behavior isn't appropriate.

    [ A short young man looks quite comical dragging along a giant flemish rabbit in his arms, waddling toward the rabbit pen with the ball of fluff that rivals his own height. He doesn't seem to be struggling, however, with the weight of the rabbit. ]

    You leave her alone, she's minding her own business. [ yes, they asked for help with the baby rabbits, but this rascal has been harassing all the young lady rabbits! how could he turn a blind eye to this? there are enough babies as it is. he looks up, catching your eye, ] Excuse me. Did you hear where they said the adult rabbits could be put? This one is especially troublesome.

    [ It takes the opportinity to squirm roughly from Chongyun's grasp and launch off his chest, a bunny flying projectile straight at your face....! ]
    ❄️


    iii. nursing is just exorcising germs, right / BLOOMING DISEASE

    [ A young man dressed in some very simple pale blue scrubs clutches a clipboard, murmuring to himself for a moment, before precisely knocking on the door to your examination room. ] Excuse me? Please take this time to put on any clothing if you aren't wearing it. [ he's already learned a lesson here... ] I'm coming in.

    [ The youth pads inside, bright eyes scanning his patient with some curiosity. As an exorcist, his yang spirit had always been strong enough to spook all the spirits away. While this strange disease isn't exactly the same, it's adjacent enough to the supernatural, especially in their current location, that he's excited. Yes, excited. The nurse that's come to check out your situation looks delighted.

    He does have the sense to try and hide his interest by coughing gently into his fist and rearranging his expression before stepping in close, ready to check off items on his clipboard. ]


    How are you feeling? I have a few questions here they asked me to fill out ... are you feeling up to it?
    ❄️


    iv. wildcard
    [ throw whatever at me, chongyun's probably passed out half the time in some hallway. he is too wholesome and repressed spicy for this ok. ]

    hymen: (172)

    embry moore β€” new camelot trilogy (current player)

    [personal profile] hymen 2024-04-17 02:36 am (UTC)(link)

    β€” PETAL-STAINED LIPS.


    [ the disease comes on violently, an innocent cough raining out a splatter of bloody petals β€” vivid blue irises across the white tablecloth at his dinner table. he doesn’t even have time to protest before he’s rushed (manhandled) to the clinic, where his symptoms get worse by the hour and the gossipy nurses explain the remedy. easy. he’s cured the same night.

    the next day, he’s hacking up chrysanthemums, his airways clogged with thick, pale flowers. back to the broken wing, only this time he enjoys the sex even more because it feels like he’s choking the entire time. still, he’s glad when the ordeal is over and he slips some extra money into the upper floors’ laundry services to get the blood out of his favorite blazer.

    it’s barely evening before he’s back, his eyes bloodshot and his nose bleeding while he gags on stalks of wild tulips. he hears the nurses while they pump him full of medicine to ease his pain, their pitying looks and too-loud whispers. so sad. pathetic. desperate. only the ones that are hopeless about love keep coming back.

    fuck that. he wants love like he wants another bullet in his body.
    ]

    They’re all flowers from the Carpathian mountains. [ his voice is a low rasp as he lies in the clinic bed, throat sore from pulling up tulips. he never used to notice flowers until ash started doing silly things like picking them when they’d deviate from their patrols to stick them in embry’s dark hair. ] Hope the next one’s a buttercup.

    [ is he exhausted from this goddamn illness and the amount of sex he’s been having? yes. is he going to turn down more sex to cure himself again? absolutely not. ]


    β€” BUTTERFLY DOME.


    [ it’s been a couple weeks now, and he figures it’s time to venture outside of his usual haunts of drinking and fucking. a garden sounds nice. butterflies sound even nicer. resort shit, because he’s wealthy and cultured and well-traveled. he can appreciate a gossamer flutter.

    he’s not one for allergies, but the pollen here is bad, although it doesn’t diminish the beauty of the flowers, and embry finds himself missing the days before he chained himself to the misery of politics, before the war got bad, and when he was exactly stupid enough to be in love. the nectar goes down as easily as his nightly bottle of gin, but it has the opposite of a satisfactory effect β€” he’s suddenly parched, though not for water, but to sink to his knees with someone’s heavy hand in his hair so that his mouth can be used and abused.

    he has an excellent mouth, promise.
    ]


    β€” UN: LITTLEPRINCE.


    five reasons you’re fuckable. go.



    β€” or wildcard him!


    [ ooc: will default to brackets. i’m open to most things; check out his info + permissions here. if you’d like to discuss anything just pm me! embry is very much your problematic fave so i’m open to all kinds of fuckery. he comes from the new camelot trilogy by sierra simone where he is a subby switch and his kinks are wide and varied. 100% bisexual. embry is 36 so prefer characters in their 20s and above!

    very open to previous cr that i’ve been slow af with, many gomens for being a tortoise ok.
    ]
    Edited 2024-04-17 02:37 (UTC)
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    Ashaf | The Witch and The Beast

    [personal profile] altrunistic 2024-04-17 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
    i. ARRIVAL - THE BATHROOM BUTTON (THE NEST)
    [ Anyone attempting to take a break from their shopping experience for the restroom may open the door to instead find themselves face to face with a very tall, very naked man. He seems to have been studying the place, trying to take stock of everything, but he'll turn at the sound of a door opening. Oddly enough he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the situation, as if he misplaces his clothing and finds himself in strange bathrooms all the time. Maybe he does. Honestly, he deals with odder things regularly enough.

    He'll make no attempt to cover himself up, at least, too busy studying the newcomer with a genial smile and a focused look. ]


    I don't suppose you've seen a coffin anywhere? [ And what an auspicious conversation starter to offer, but at least he's polite. ]
    ii. CLOUD DWELLING GARDEN - GRAND FLOWER LAWN
    [ Really he should know better than to go poking around at deeply suspicious-looking fields of flowers, but Ashaf isn't immune to a certain amount of curiosity. It's not often that he manages to run into situations he has absolutely no context for, and there's something almost charming about it. It doesn't feel like magic, or at least not the magic he's used to. If there's a witch running around, she's being remarkably circumspect about the whole thing.

    But all it takes is one silly mistake, a prick to his ankle as he wanders through the fields that he thinks nothing of until exhaustion sweeps over him without warning. Maybe he should be rethinking the witch idea, but it's too late to worry about that now, when he slumps over in the midst of trying to push one of his sleeves up to bare the lines of runes tattooed around his forearm.

    Instead, he finds himself sprawled out in the midst of the flowers, a lanky mass of black suit amongst all the colors. Somehow he's just barely managing to keep his eyes open, a tiny sliver of blue under long eyelashes. The fact that he can't even bring himself to be concerned right now should be a lot more worrisome, but he'll only blink languidly at anyone peering down at him. ]


    You're blocking the light.

    [ Also this is probably a bad place for anyone else to be, but give him a moment or two to work up the energy for a followup. ]
    iii. CONSERVATORY - BUNS GONE WILD
    [ In addition to the new rabbit menace, the conservatory also seems to have developed a sudden influx of...crows? There are quite a few of the black birds dotted around, perched calmly on tree branches, and close inspection may reveal that they almost form something of a perimeter around the man idly smoking in the middle of one of the vegetable patches. Ashaf himself appears to have his attention firmly fixed upwards on nothing in particular, but anyone passing nearby might find him gesturing with his free hand without looking at them. ]

    If you're trying to find the rabbits, there are a few hiding in the roots of that tree.

    [ The tree in question also has a couple of crow visitors, one of which caws almost helpfully. Despite the directions, Ashaf makes absolutely no movement to head in that direction himself. He doesn't mind being helpful, but apparently that assistance only extends so far. Still, some help is better than none. Right?

    If he's more interested in watching what other people do than chasing after rabbits, at least he's not getting in anyone's way about it. ]
    iv. BROKEN WING CLINIC - ALL HANDS ON DECK
    [ In all honesty, the moment he catches wind of something that sounded awfully like a witch's curse, Ashaf takes himself directly towards the source of the best information. It's not difficult to get himself settled in as a volunteer, despite discovering quickly enough that healing magic may not do much, he has more than enough experience at more mundane patching-up that he can still make himself useful. And ask a few prying questions in the meantime in an attempt to tease our what's actually going on, something that earns him the occasional side-eye from the other clinic staff. Though in fairness that might also be because of the cigarette fixed firmly in his mouth as he works.

    In a brief pause in the chaos, Ashaf takes the opportunity to press a hand against his chest, something almost like heat waves warping the air at the point of connection. It's a nice, pleasant moment, and it's broken almost immediately as a sudden cough nearly doubles him over. He does manage to catch the cigarette, at least.

    But somehow he can't bring himself to be terribly surprised when he reaches up to pull a spiky yellow bloom out of his mouth. ]


    How disappointing. [ Apparently coughing up flowers doesn't rate anything more than a mild annoyance, when it's him. But they're not worrying about him at the moment, and he flicks the flower to the side to turn his attention on the next person stumbling into the clinic. ] And what can I do for you?
    v. WILDCARD
    [ Throw me whatever you like! I'm happy to do other sleeping beauty kiss prompts or lawn game things, feel free to PM or poke me at [plurk.com profile] talkincodes if you want to plot something out but I'll also run with pretty much anything. No real hard limits other than bathroom stuff or extreme gore. ]

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