TDM 04

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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ 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). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

[flashfirefist]

A number of them, at least. I don't know the exact percentage—regardless, no one should be here, because this place should be burned to the ground!

AND YOU'LL SAVE EVERYONE WHO NEEDS IT! [He's well aware that Bakugou's reluctance isn't genuine, but that doesn't stop him from snapping back. Nonetheless, he manages to pause and take a deep breath. He's also had difficulties controlling his anger, since before he was Bakugou's age, but he has been making more of an effort to rein himself in.] We don't even know how capable they are of fighting back. [Whoever's in control seems to have a fair amount of control over the people who are here. To an alarming extent.]

He did what? [Now he's worrying about All Might, which is more than a little infuriating. Apparently All Might is irritating even when he's well-disposed towards him.] That does sound like something he'd do.

[He's constantly throwing himself into danger with absolutely no concern for himself. Which is true of most Heroes, including Enji, so his annoyance here is completely hypocritical.]

No. We're not going to lose anyone.

[Of course both of them escaping would be ideal! He would only stay behind if there were no way for them both to go! It's not as if he doesn't already despise this place.

THE TIE ISN'T EVEN HERE! IT'S COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT! AND HE IS NOT A DORK!

At Bakugou's question, he falls silent. It takes him a few moments to answer.]

I saw Touya.

[flashfirefist]

Certainly. They're utilizing the full range of magnitudes. I wouldn't be surprised if they increase their efforts.

[Birds and innuendos are mere annoyances, but Enji nonetheless considers them a form of disrespect. The seeming triviality of them is almost a declaration that they're not seen as a threat. Or as significant. Villains usually discount others' humanity.

He nods at Rufus' own assessment]

Likely, considering what they've said. I have no interest in playing along with their games.

[He'd much rather put a stop to their games. And if they're aware of that, so be it. Flames flicker briefly around his eyes as he frowns.]

[holeinwall]

[ You won't know, Monika thinks, still smiling cheerfully, because I won't let you get that far. Normal, not-unhinged thoughts!

Returning the hug has her feeling the warm, happy feelings she's missed so dearly. And for being a mostly faceless grump, he can be so dang adorable sometimes. His avatar is especially adorable, especially with how it contrasts with the real him. Everything about him is adorable!

She giggles up a storm at his attempt to fire back. So adorable!! ]

And you're still trying to call me Moni Muffins, huh~? You silly robot...

[ It's only then that she realizes she's reached up to hold his cheek. Not only that, she's been leaning in for a kiss. She freezes halfway to his lips, letting out a tiny squeak of her own. That'd been such a normal thing for them in the past, it became muscle memory. Without even thinking, she'd begun to do it.

Her hand's yanked back as if she'd just dipped it in lava, then she scoots away enough to leave plenty of space between them. Look at that, she suddenly finds picking sand out of her ponytail very important. ]

So. Ah-Ahaha! Any other constellations you recognize? I think I recognize Cygnus, now that I'm looking closer! It's a swan!

[ Focus on the sky with her, because nothing happened. ]

[peacewithouttyranny]

[At first, he doesn't think much when Monika holds his cheeks. The warmth of her palms almost makes him want to nuzzle against them, before he notices Monika's face is leaning in close. Way too close that his automatic response is to purse his lips to meet with her.

But it seems that Soundwave realizes what they are doing at the same time as Monika. His eyes are wide, and as soon as Monika yanks her hand away, Soundwave immediately shifts away from her, blinking rapidly, face flushing redder than before.

Part of him is relieved that she didn't go through with it... Primus knows he wouldn't be satisfy with just one, and he... likes her too much to stop when she's given him a taste again. Another part of him is disappointed she didn't, because he missed having their lips pressed together and return to their normal. He could feel something aching within his chest. No no, he shouldn't be thinking their relationship is like that or can it be returned to how it was before.

He has to remind himself that Monika already has someone. And it isn't him. They can't go back, no matter how much he'd like for them to.

Soundwave awkwardly fidgets in place and turns his head away, avoiding any eye contact with Monika.]

Oh... [He looks back up at the sky.] I, ah... I see Aquarius. The constellation is a star.

[Literally the shape of a star. But gosh.... The atmosphere is even more awkward than before. Soundwave doesn't know what to say anymore other than awkwardly pointing out a constellation he recognized.]

[holeinwall]

[ She almost doesn't hear him. It's taking too much focus to keep breathing normally. She can't get the image of him automatically preparing his lips to fit against hers. They fit together so perfectly. She could kiss him for hours. That's probably happened at some point...

Maybe she needs to ask for him to join her. Actual him. She'd be less tempted to kiss him! Well...no, she wouldn't. She'd kiss his faceplate just as much. Then again, it'd be higher and harder to reach? Dammit, she can't think!

Thank you, stars, because you're about to be such an amazing distraction. Otherwise, she's going to find some way to convince herself that she can get one freebie kiss before going back to being devoted to the Player. ]

Aquarius? A star...?

[ Her head tilts, then she joins him in looking up. A few times, her eyes dart in his direction. Temptation is eating at her chest like acid. Just one tiny kiss?

Stars! Talking about stars! Apparently there's a constellation that's a single star? She was too busy not looking his way to see where he'd pointed. ]

That's weird. Isn't it supposed to be someone carrying water? The "water bearer" or something. [ Don't look at him don't look at aaaand she's looking at him. ] How can a constellation have only one star?

[ Cybertronians are really loosey-goosey with this stuff! ]

[armwriostle]

[Oh, they're drawing it out, aren't they? Sure, maybe he deserves that. He...doesn't think he did anything particularly heinous, but he'll endure it if that makes Kirma feel better. It's possible that their time during truth or dare kind of stings and he's fine letting them draw out their thoughts as a small means of punishment.

He just smiles, though it quickly turns into one of surprise. It's an interesting tidbit to know about someone. Also, if he's going to be honest-] I have no idea. It says two kisses, so I believe I just need to kiss twice. It doesn't say anything about different people and I don't know how it would account that.

[He wants to ask. It's a curious statement that has him wondering what exactly it means and how it works. He doesn't ask though. Instead, he merely bends down a little as requested.] Is this enough?

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Yes yes. Talk about stars. That would surely help to distract and shield him from thinking about Monika's soft and plush lips pressing against him, kissing for hours, sealed for however long until she's entirely out of breath.

.....


No, stop thinking about her lips. He shakes his head both to get his mind rid of those thoughts and to answer her reasonable confusion.]

No ... If we are talking one star, that's called the Void. See that area with only one star, that's the Void.

[He so helpfully points up at the sky. Except, she's not looking up at the night sky right. Not that he'd noticed right away since he's avoiding to meet her gaze.

However, his own eyes then shift towards Monika and catches her staring at him. The blush on his face intensifies and his entire body tenses. How embarrassing. How uncomfortable. How awkward. How ironic. Soundwave would usually be the one to put someone in that awkward and uncomfortable spot by staring down at them, but it's different this time. This time, it's Monika staring at him and they both are awkward.]

Water bearer? I do not know such constellation, but... [He couldn't stop eyeing her lips. His eyes flick back and forth between staring at her face, then her lips, then back to her face. Please stop looking. Stop looking. Stop looking. Uh, what was he saying again? Ah.] I mean, in my culture, the Aquarius constellation shape is a star.

[Still unable to pull his gaze away from her, he awkwardly traces a star shape with his finger in the air............ Yeah.]

[belialedge]

[ Don't you hush him??! Their relationship may have stepped beyond that initial stage of doubt and uncertainty in this friendship, but he's still not free game for bullying! ...teasing, yes. Maybe that's what this is supposed to be. Though truth be told, he's not actually hard done by her little stunt. Impressed? A little bit! ]

How're you gonna serve one full of knives?? It's gonna be pre-popped.

[ Yeah at this stage, Ragna is also no longer caring about the treatment of the seagull lifeguards. Not anymore. Not after the way he'd been treated. Luckily, the abuse ends on both sides soon enough now that Monika has had her own fill of staking her claim and ruining their beefy routine.

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Monika tipping her head back when she does though? It doesn't go unnoticed by him. Even if he wasn't the type to stare longingly, his mismatched hues do comb her from top to bottom before she has the chance to start sassing him back. Hand on his hip, and closing the distance between them so he can attempt to usher her away from the gulls and faculty now that this skirmish has all but wrapped up. His anger was curbed because she swooped in and gobbled the whole damn scene up. And...he can be grateful enough for that. Because neither one of them needed to go to this place's slammer over getting too rowdy with the gulls and not stopping. ]

YOU kick butt better than ME? Fancy aim, Lil Moni, but please. I literally kick ass for a living.

[ He's grinning as he says this too! ]

[silversunshine]

Sorry man I'm as clueless as you are around here I've gotten some general info but...

[He shrugs and crosses his arms over his chest defensively, the only sign that he's not comfortable with the lack of deets on display. Cat-boy must be as new as he is and seriously? He really needs to get the guys name before so he doesn't call the guy 'Cat-boy' to his face.]

The closest info I got about those guys is that at least they're not dog sized spiders. Heh, seriously sounds like we should be lucky they're only throwing clothes at us instead of any real attacks. It's only a brief inconvenience.

Oh, uh, and I'm Prompto Bee-Tee-Dubs.

[He bows in greeting.]

Nice to meet ya.

[silversunshine]

Seriously? [His voice comes out as a whine.] You are WAY too chill about this.

[Is there anything that phases this kid? Just for that Prompto stretches his leg to kick some sand back onto Minato's uncovered portions because he's starting to see why somebody decided to bury him.

Huh, if it isn't the sex that gets him then maybe... Prompto smiles innocently even as he works on burying Minato back under.]

Okay buddy if that doesn't rustle your feathers up what about if those big birds over there went on the attack? A little birdie mentioned Giant Spiders popping up before and this place didn't even give them weapons!

[silversunshine]

[He listens actively, bopping his head in understanding and sincerely hoping he'll remember all that. Right, don't eat or drink weird things and avoid rooms below the hotel. That sounds easy enough! Unless he gets hungry or thirsty.]

Got it, got it. Thanks for the heads up on all this noooow...

[Time for the hard part: explaining npcs to somebody who has obviously never played video games. Mission Accepted! Prompto smiles and repays her info in kind. He's still nervous as all hell about this place but going on about video games has always calmed him down.]

So about that npc? It stands for Non-Playable Character. They're usually these people in games you ask to get more info on what's up in the area, if there's any quests or monsters or get an idea about what to do next. Uh....

[Hm, how to put it. He makes an "I've got it" expression and smacks a fist into his hand.]

Sorta like if those birds actually answered when I asked them what's up! Does that... make sense?

[armwriostle]

[He doesn't expect an apology or any real acknowledgement even. Narumi wouldn't have taken his cup as they did if they were willing to show some courtesy or respect. As it is, he doesn't seem to mind.

Besides, he had another mean to get back someone who's going to be so impolite.

He smiles.] Why wouldn't there be? They highlight these as their signature, and have spiced them up enough that I imagine one might struggle to consume them. I'm sure a few more would put you atop. You've done so well now, after all. [Surely, Narumi won't fall for this, right?] Ah, but second best is good, isn't it?

[armwriostle]

Ah, but what are gods but merely being that consider themselves higher, befitting to rule those they see as lesser? To those they controlled, they are good as gods. [Though, Wriothesley cannot really judge either way. Gods exist in Teyvat and the regions have their ruling Archons. Irrefutable when your Archon is right there, prancing as a celebrity.

He smiles politely.] Perhaps those questions are a little much for me to present. I know little of your cultures and experiences. [A gentle shake of his head.]

But I find then, that learning of such stories is nice. I learn a lot from what a person is willing to tell me. It is nice, no? To bring those stories back to life.

[armwriostle]

Oh! I ate those before too. [He had ended up rather wolfish, though that isn't too far from his norm.]

Unfortunately, I doubt that the house intends to put warnings on all the foods. I imagine the point is to catch us unawares so that we might participate as they hope we do. I, of course, don't agree with it either. [Despite his easy going attitude, Wriothesley did not like being imprisoned in such a way.

He tugs some of the fruit off his skewer, the fruity taste touched by the char from the grill was a pleasant flavor on his tongue.]

Well, if it's any consolation, the ears are quite fetching on you.

[wholefoods]

[Her normally flat expression shifts. He'll catch a glimpse of surprise on her face before her spine straightens and she turns back to her drink. At that point her typical measured expression is back.]

I see. Who are you, then?

[Another officer, perhaps. "Ashiro," he said at first without her title. Perhaps another division captain?]

[wholefoods]

You are right. There is no need to question my ability to hold my own or the stability of my fortitude.

[She sighs in gentle resignation, but it's not completely defeatist. There's a plan now, or at least a part of a plan. Some relief may be in her future.]

Do not worry. There would be no blame on your shoulders if something happens. After all, I believe the blame rests largely on whatever brought us all here in the first place.

[Considering Ashiro had been asked to chase away the lifeguards quite often, she's become familiar with the difference in guests who ask for help and guests who seem to revel in the resort's absurdities. It was quite a shock when a guest told her off from rescuing them. Spouting nonsense like, "but that's what I'm into! I need this!"

Insanity.]

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[crestsidestory]

[ It isn't until the silly heart-shaped sunglasses lower that Edelgard recognizes her. The last five years haven't meant huge physical changes in everyone she knows -- Bernadetta surpassing her in height has stung mildly -- and Hilda still looks much the same. Pretty, stylish.

It's best that they meet like this. She's acutely aware of worse ways it could happen: trapped in a closet until they kiss, stuck in an elevator until a sexual act is performed, one or both of them less than fully in control of themselves. ]

I don't disagree.

[ She chooses to believe Hilda's skepticism is about the House and not about her. ]

But kisses are the only intimate thing on this list and it makes no demands about where or how. I haven't known instructions to be vague when there are further expectations.

[ It seems like a promising sign that she hasn't been met with an immediate wave of hostility so she'll take this opportunity to speak her mind. ]

It is likely that you and I have arrived from different points in time and we may not even have quite the same history but it matters little. I distrust our captors and their game, and I will fight my way out if I must. If you feel similarly we are allies here.

[wholefoods]

[He'll find the muscle in her upper back well defined. While her line of work does utilize power-suits to enhance capability, Ashiro is still required to stay in peak physical condition.]

I specialize in long range artillery.

[Is all she offers for now, because she's trying to hold herself back. Rarely does she ever let anyone get close, so the way he massages her muscles is an experience that she's not terribly familiar with. The pressure he uses to work out her tight flesh makes Ashiro's dark lashes flutter. She's always using bathes to help unwind, so she never considered the tissue knotted or in kneed of more care than that. Yet it seems like years of hauling around heavy firearms has taken its toll whether she noticed it or not.

While Ashiro doesn't let her voice slip, her body reacts. The skin coming alive with goosebumps as the soft vellus hairs stand on end.]

[snakelace]

Well…I…

[ Congrats, Rahu. For a normally pretty articulate guy, right now he doesn’t really know what to say. And he’s not sure he wants to occupy the silence by downing a…whatever this is.

Something tells him he needs to be sober for this one.

Ultimately, he decides a resigned shrug and a chuckle is for the best. ]

I’m at your service, of course. My name is Baizhu, by the way.

[swearfilter]

[Boothill watches Sunday go, once again struck by the absolute absurdity of the situation. How exactly did this place manage to grab both of them and drag them here? Why them specifically? Is there even any rhyme or reason to it?

Eh, thinking about it won't do much good, so Boothill moves to sit in a nearby chair, since the shade of the umbrella certainly helps. Not that he really needs it, given his temperature can be controlled, but it's still nice to have the sun out of his eyes (oh, how he misses his hat).

Sunday returns, and Boothill grins; poor guy got his wing wet, oh no...]

Thanks. [And without any hesitation, Boothill accepts it and takes a sip. Then another. He inclines his head a bit and takes a third.] Huh. Not as bad as I was expectin'. Still wouldn't be able to finish off the rest of this, but we made a good dent in it.

[One half-finished drink obtained!]

[swearfilter]

[There is thankfully soap, yes! You will not be deprived that today.]

Little of both. I've got some limited feelin' with this body, but it ain't as much as I had when I wasn't made of metal.

[Boothill has no problems talking about it as he showers, working the shampoo through his hair as that much still remains human and needs the most cleaning.]

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[icequeenly]

[ Fear not person being mugged by seagulls, the queen is here to rescue you! Because Mitsuru holds actual queen status in this place, once she marches over and raises her voice to them their reaction is immediate, ]

Stop that at once! Or face execution!

[ The accompanying slight chill in the air at her words definitely helps her cause too and the bird headed lifeguards hurriedly move away from their victim, mumbling something about needing to go caw together and maybe compare one another's abs. Mitsuru watches them amble away, still fixing the back of their heads with a chilling glare until she's absolutely certain none of them are going to turn back around and try again. ]

[befehl]

What do you mean by letting him handle it?
( They both have two very different experiences with Aventurine but such is expected of IPC putting some degree of trust on each other. )

The least he can do is not tease you for your choices, past or otherwise. Nobody should. ( There is a real man behind all those bets and flashiness. Good. It doesn't mean Sunday invites more bullying his way, though! )

There is nothing wrong with sitting back to assess your surroundings or choose to do less than others. If anyone else is putting pressure on you, then shame on them.
You still appear conflicted about Mr. Aventurine, though. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

[befehl]

( It's difficult not keeping his gaze on those beautiful features of his when they're scratched up and seeping with hints of blood. )

Don't be ridiculous.

( Sunday says before he goes to search drawers for anything useful. The dream, while reflective of what there is in real life, seems to lack certain things. As if there were glitches. He only finds a small towel which he dampens with hot water. It's better than nothing. )

Give me your hands, I'll clean them for you.

( He says, shaking and squeezing off excess water from the fabric. He'll avoid his face for the time being. )

[minitrue]

( Sunday's shorts barely slide past his hips when Gallagher takes hold of his chin and kisses him. Unclear is the reasoning behind this. A reward for doing as he asked, or just another way of keeping Sunday on his toes? Who does Gallagher think he is, seizing Sunday in this way? The sibilance of tch just passes Sunday's lips when his mouth is covered by Gallagher's warm, smiling affection, unshaven chin and cheeks bristling in the places where their skin touch.

Willing away his desire is the opposite of what Gallagher wants from him. Sunday should be hard and needy in a way unbefitting of Penacony's leader. He should want Gallagher in a way he's never wanted anyone before. This dirty dog isn't good for much, but untold Amber Eras worth of kissing, sucking, fucking, and otherwise unwisely mitigating his way through his problems have taught Gallagher where most people like to be touched. Everyone's different, naturally, but some places are universal.

—the erogenous zone of someone's waist, down to their thighs, for one. Without the trunks, Gallagher's got free rein to glide his fingers and rake his nails down the newly exposed space. Deliberately avoiding Sunday's cock, he takes pleasure in just... feeling a place he's certain no one's ever felt before, staking claim to a mouth no one's owned before him. )

Not bad, Mister Wings...

( All first kisses are, by their nature, a little bad, but Gallagher's not going to burst his bubble so soon. He pulls away from him, but only to sit on his bungalow bed and offer Sunday a chance to rid himself of the clinging clothing. Mister Wing is welcome to take a seat atop him. )

Your turn.