TDM 04

[goldmods]

【 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

[orobashi]

( Hmm, how to put this simply. )

Dragons are a large part of our history. The god that we worship on Watatsumi Island is also a dragon, so it's even more important to my people.

[schorl]

( too late! she’s getting plenty of ideas, in fact. hunting is an essential duty when it comes to making a home in a frontier, and for all they know— even if it may not seem that way on the surface— such a skill may still be sorely needed, here. shalom reaches out a hand, to lightly lay fingers against one metal arm; this, too, is merely curiosity, but if it seems untoward, well. that’s okay. )

I’d never want to impose. You can call me Shalom, by the way.

( she tacks on her own name as an afterthought. just remebering to be polite, or whatever. )

Shall we at least go look around together? There’s safety in numbers.

[perfectdistance]

[ North Country also has a long history of dragons. There's a whole skeleton in a lake about it. ]

Yeah? That would make being able to find one in the stars more important, huh?

[peacewithouttyranny]

[It's scandalous in his optics! Truly the most depraved act of all: cuddling. Thankfully, the last part is said when they're inside her suite, otherwise he might've shut her up.]

Why are you staring at the avatar like that?

[Is there a problem, Monika? What's wrong with him keeping Stampy company and give her a bit of attention, hm.

Figured that Monika would fixed her bed first rather than the one broken chair. Although he wonders just how expensive the repair was if it took most of her budget. That's immediately answered when she used it to upgrade her bed.

Which is little surprising. Apparently Monika upgraded her bed... To handle his weight? Even after what happened on their last interaction? He wants to ask why she'd gone the extra effort, especially when he doesn't expect to get back to her bed for more than one reason, but.... You know what, it's better he doesn't ask. He appreciates that she did that so they can sleep together without concern of them falling and breaking the bed again.]

Let's see it then.

[And off he goes to her bedroom she's pointing at. His avatar dematerializes and leaves Stampy to freely run amok in her little pen house. Soon, she'll get all the double attention she wanted.]

[schorl]

( there is a flurry of feathers and squawking, this time in her— their favor. one squawk sounds almost directly in her ears, making them ring as her hat is released; shalom’s only reaction is to carefully reach behind her head to lift it back into place, as if it were only blown off by something like the wind. with that settled, her hand finds a place to rest at the end of its string, hanging from one finger directly in front of her chest.

just coincidentally, of course. )

And what have you found in your inspection thus far?

( a tone as mild as ever, but the information is important. even if rahu has learned nothing new, or less than nothing, that too is valuable. the highest value in surveillance is what you learn, after all. don’t they understand that a little too well? )

You can speak and handle this at the same time, but please try to be quick with both.

[orobashi]

That's very kind of you, Gladiolus. But I can't help but feel that's a bit unfair to you and all of the others working so hard to gather things yourselves...

( Largely, it will depend on the sort of position she finds herself in when she starts it. But, she'd prefer if she could do it herself. Hmm. Another glance at the list, and she folds her arms, considering it much like she'd consider a plan of attack. )

The lifeguards have a tendency to become violent, so it makes sense to leave them for last, indeed. Have you tried the bar? Not only are there likely to be discarded drinks, but you may find a patron or two willing to part with the other items.

( Smiling back to him, she unfolds her arms so that she can gesture over to the bar with one hand. )

If you don't mind, I could accompany you. I haven't been able to find a quiet space to look anything over, but I might be able to search through my own things if I already have company.

( If she's with Gladio, she just gets the feeling that she won't be bothered by nearly as many people as she was the last time she even so much as stepped close. Plus, it would be a nice center for the remainders of his list, right? )

Of course, if it's too much of a bother, I'd be just as happy to say our goodbyes and meet again with you another time.

[relater]

Kizuna. [ He offers likewise, fingertips poising on the rim of his glass. ] Happy to offer my services — it'd be a shame for our little wonderland here to lose your presence.

[ Laying it on thick is a talent he loves to employ even in a mundane meeting — or as mundane as it gets in a place like this, fantastical kidnappings and other marvels aside. He feels that the sentiment is mirrored here, so he finds it easy and almost a little fun to keep it up. Keeping his seat twisted to face her, he lifts his drink instead. ]

How about a toast? Water after that, but ah, I've heard there's something funny about the sea water, so be careful of that.

[silicone]

[ eiden is a mystery, except he seems awfully confident of his own stamina to be offering such things (and he is, he knows what he's capable of.) as he's bitten, he growls out a little - ]

You don't have to hold back.

[ what's he mean by that? it just sounds like he is absolutely sure of himself. part rabbit, part truth. fingers slide to hold fast to seimei's shoulders now as he brings his cock downwards slightly to feel the slickness of him. eiden's lost the shame of suddenly feeling his arousal bloom in a much different way than he's used to. instead, it isn't like it's not a gift. so he presses the head of seimei's cock against himself, enough to skim and feel his heat and the way he twitches.

Just have a little faith in me, hm?

[ a slow stroke, tugging him closer. squeezing the head of him. ]

You feel so good in my hand like this... I can only imagine taking you in me... milking you dry. I'll take every single drop you can give me...

[ leaning in closer, smiling up to his eyes with heavy lids weighed by deisre. ]

I'll even let you stay inside a while after... long as you want... make sure I keep every bit. Hm?

[pyrolyzed]

[ It's hard for him to pinpoint exactly what feels so wrong about this whole conversation. Haruka's always been a bit ... off, after all. And plenty of this weird behavior falls in line with the shit he'd pull. The inability to maintain proper personal space -- yeah, seems about right. The off-kilter questions -- sure. Even the weird, unsettling glint to the eye peering at him isn't the deciding factor -- Haruka's been a bit weird since the first trial ended after all.

But somehow, all of those puzzle pieces in conjunction just feel wrong in a way that makes his skin crawl. And when 'Haruka' leans in close enough that he feels the brush of what feels like fur against his wrist -- ]

Oi.

[ The only warning Aak gets is a hard tense and a brief baring of jagged teeth before Fuuta abruptly grabs at his shirtfront. And while the display of force stops there, because for all his bristling and growling Fuuta will always balk at the prospect of using force, Fuuta does nail him with a hard glare, clearly pissed-off and on-edge by this point. ]

... are you really Haruka?

[ His fingers twist harder into the fabric of Aak's shirt, probably enough that the neckline starts digging in painfully, but Fuuta's in no mood to ease off. Especially because he's partially distracted trying to blink the weird fuzziness out of his field of vision. -- why does 'Haruka's' outline keep fritzing and blurring? His free hand rises to hastily scuff across his eye, trying to clear his vision. ]

If this is some -- some bullshit game or something, I'm not interested. You better not just be messing with me. Or him.

[schorl]

No subtlety in this place, is that it?

( how funny. surely there are better ways to encourage them to fuck beyond blasting it across the sky? for instance— her eyes fall to his drink. if there’s any, hmm, incentive within it, then he must have a tolerance not unlike steel. if there isn’t… what is the house doing, really. she shifts, coming the barest centimeter closer; her head tilts, towards him, even as her gaze turns back to regard the sky. )

Maybe it’s my assumption that’s incorrect. I can’t say I have as much… ( hmm. ) experience, compared to what they’re asking of us.

[swearfilter]

[oh my GOD. incredible. i need this in my life. hsr beach episode when.]

I was hopin' you wouldn't say that.

[Boothill sighs, but it's not entirely unexpected. Most people who get dragged here stay here, it seems...]

So how long have you been stuck here?

[riskybeenus]

Eeeeehhh~?

[Too bad, he's not that easy to coerce into doing things he doesn't want. Comes with the territory of being the guy who makes others do what he wants too, albeit in a much more terrible way than Hilda ever does.]

No way. This heat is already killin' me, and if I carry someone on the sand too, we're both gonna eat it hard. Ain't the tastiest thing, y'know?

[swearfilter]

[Hmm... Somehow he doubts that...!! But he's got her name and her offer's a good one - for exactly that reason, he doesn't particularly like being without his weapons, after all. Boothill's gaze flicks to her hand on his arm, but he doesn't seem particularly uncomfortable with the touch, or really even acknowledging it.]

Sure, I can agree to that. I don't have a clue what to expect of this place aside from what it seems like.

[A beach! But this could be a dream or something, so who really knows.]

Ready to head out when you are, Shalom.

[defray]

[ mhy, make it happen!! ]

I don't know.

[ An immediate, blunt answer. Don't ask a man who doesn't look at calendars about the time?? ]

[belialedge]

[ He's not just the sum of his rage and fear...

"Here, you're Ragna."

The words of an angel that still find their way of resonating with him from on high. But to have Olivine somehow see right through him in record time? That's more than leaving an impact. Yet he can't find himself concerned or worried that he's so transparent to the priest tonight. If anything, be it the drink or a combination of that and what he truly feels inside...it's actually a comfort. The hurt and uncertainty that was awash of the man's face ebbs away, much in the way that a tide would depending on the time of day. The very "tide" they find themselves sitting in front of now. ]

Yeah... That's why I'm always on the go. Always making sure I'm not wasting my time back home. I know that I have things that I need to do...and no matter who or what gets in my way, that I just gotta keep going.

[ As Ragna says this, his posture relaxes a little at the man's side, shuffling a little bit in a way that has him a smidgeon closer to the green-haired man's side as his mismatched hues return to his right hand. A right hand that he clenches upon continuing. ]

I can't give up. Even if I don't know how things are gonna look in the end.

[ Keep fighting. As a human being. Until the end. Until the very end. ]

[swearfilter]

[wow, you could at least give him "it's been a long time" or something??]

Eh, fair, probably better not to think too much about it. You know anyone who's managed to return home?

[defray]

[ A long, considerate "hmm" fills the silence. Does he...?

...does he know anyone, even? When he doesn't even mark the passage of time, it's difficult for him to remember every face he's seen and every face he has not. ]

A question better posed to someone else. [ Thankfully, there is someone he knows who would know, so! He raises his arm and starts the very grandpa-esque process of messing with the watch. ]

Wait. [ g r a n p a t   y    p    i     n      g ]

[armwriostle]

[He runs his hand through his hair, slicking it back and keeping bangs out of his eyes. He focuses on the smaller woman next him and grins brightly.]

You'd have trouble finding a Fontainian who didn't find water to be somewhat of a second home to them. [And it's probably no surprise for her to hear where he hails from. Wriothesley, in particular, was probably even more used to water than others.]

Wriothesley. You're from Inazuma? [Her names rolls off somewhat foreign, but there is some familiarity, Chiori being a common face in Fontaine and all amongst some books he had read.]

( cw: NSFW content, as discussed. bloodplay. blood and spit as lube. )

[tohell]

[ OOC: YW! Slides over something else that you might enjoy! ]

[ J welcomes the rush of liquid heat, giving it the opportunity to flow past his lips and into the depths of a mouth that traps it there instead of permitting himself to reflexively swallow. He has far better plans in store for what he's claimed from their bloody kiss.

In his world, demonkind has many uses for blood, but those are all practical and in the pursuit of more sinister aims than a full belly. There's no satisfaction to be had in consuming it, and the twisted exhilaration that floods J in the present moment exists simply due to the fact he's tapped into something that gets Charlie going. And that's what his kind revels in most — Power. With this exchange, J essentially gains a level of influence over the man cradled in his arms, to be tucked away for safekeeping to use at a later date. Or applied in small increments now, by adding another thrill into the mix that's sure to excite his bloodthirsty partner even more.

The eager tilt of his companion's hips is all the invitation J should need to take action, but he doesn't immediately claim what's right there in front of him. Not without adding a dash of the unexpected to spice up the encounter. The hand that had been toying with Charlie's trunks relocates for just a moment. He needs to make use of it for two reasons, the first of which reveals itself after J gives a turn of his head that temporarily breaks the heated kiss. With that hand pressed against a mouth just as bloodied as Charlie's, J's tongue darts out in a brief appearance to lap a thick trail of blood into an open palm. Task complete, he closes it into a fist to prevent the sopping-wet mess from escaping his grasp.

With a twist of that same wrist that points his watch in their direction and a flick of J's lengthy leonine tail helpfully pressing a button, the device captures the necessary evidence of his tongue's recent run-in with teeth. The watch clicks away as several photos are rapidly stored within its memory, including some that expose Charlie's blood-streaked state as well. If he needs more ironclad proof, there's time for that later. Right now, J's more interested in slipping his blood-soaked hand into the front of Charlie's swim trunks and leaning back in to resume their kiss.

Sensitive skin found beneath the barrier of Charlie's swimsuit is met with a slow ghosting of fingers softer than any would expect of a man of his presumed age. That fleeting touch glides down his length as though in reverence, at first with nothing but fingertips, until they curl to take Charlie's cock fully in hand. A second or two later finds J's hand, slick with their intermingling fluids, gliding in a slow but deliberate stroke back toward the base. ]

[holeinwall]

[ She says nothing about her staring. He's seeing things! She was just...holding in a sneeze! That can make anyone look like they're giving someone a deadly look, you know.

Besides! She can finally show off her fancy bed! When he shows interested in seeing it, she perks right up, shifting to sit up and dangle her legs over the edge of his compartment's door. Giggling, she leans back and kicks her feet happily, wiggling side to side in excitement.

(Some of that excitement might be from him putting his avatar away. Shhhhh.) ]

You're gonna love it! And it's not as high as my old one, so I don't have to jump up onto it all the time!

[ Her suite was not made for someone her height. Alas. The bed has been a great upgrade for that reason, so he helped her out by breaking the old one. Once he enters her room, everything's neat as ever, and her new bed's no exception. It's indeed lower than her old one, but the frame and headboard look like they could handle a missile strike. This bed's built to handle a lot. And, most importantly, it's luxurious and comfy as heck, just like the old one!

Using the loose hair at the end of her braid, she tickles at his faceplate, eager to hear his thoughts. ]

What do you think? Will this be good~?

[wray]

I would say he still appreciates the thought.

[ Even if Steve doesn't necessarily look too happy, that's mostly because he remains just as thirsty as before. He's soaked, which is better than his earlier state. ]

You likely got further with your attempts than most.

[befehl]

( At least going to the lower floor means getting out of the intensity of the tropical arrangements above. Every piece of green is vibrant and produce appears decadent in the distance. There were many indoor gardens within Penacony, so this briefly reminds him of some of those. )

I take it these are the so called friends, then?

( Sunday reaching out to cradle a bunny in his hands... A sight not everyone will get to witness. His hands are as gentle with it as they would be on his own wings whenever he cleans them. )

It's soft, you're right. They seem to really like you.
And this one's name, what is it?

[empaler]

[ it's subdued, but comfortable. she'd find it uncharacteristic given that smile of his, but she's come to understand that those who shine the brightest often seek the opposite when it comes to their own preferences and comfort. it takes effort to maintain it, that beacon of light, no matter how beautiful it may be.

she follows him out, one hand shielding her eyes briefly from the sunlight to let them adjust. at least there's no more lifeguards around to hassle them, especially now that she's appropriately dressed. ]

Is that what you tell all the newcomers? [ she chuckles, an amused huff of breath that gets lost to the breeze. ] You must be quite busy, indeed.

[peacewithouttyranny]

[She's radiating so much excitement. He can't help but he anticipated to see and test her upgraded bed himself.

When he gets to see it, his head tilts to the side, optics resetting at the new but still luxurious and comfy bed. Wow, she really went all out on-- Soundwave jerks his head back when his faceplate is tickled.]

Stop that.

[Or he's going to bonk her head if she continues!. Anyway, he places his hands on her waist. Just to be safe, she doesn't fall over while he walks over to the bed. Not because he likes to touch her or anything.

Standing over her bed, he gives the bed frame a gentle kick, just to have a taste of how sturdy it is. Then, he takes a cautionary sit on the edge of the bed, pushing his weight down. No creaking, or the frame bending from him. And it is as comfy as it looks! She really was serious about upgrading her bed to handle his weight, huh.]

Good. It seems.... It'd be possible for me to lay down without breaking your bed again. [He turns his visor to Monika] If you would be so kind.....

[Here comes her favorite thing! Soundwave picks her up with no warning whatsoever, the chest door closes on its own, and he drops down onto the mattress on his back, bringing Monika along in a gentle embrace, almost playful in his action. He rolls to his side and presses his faceplate against the side of her head, nuzzling lightly.

In an instant, his avatar materializes on Monika's other side and loosely wraps an arm around her chest. Then, with both the steel faceplate and soft lips pressing against each of her ears, he whispers his request. Both his electronic-like quality voice and his avatar's soft voice into her ears.]

I would like to sleep together with you from now on.

[bleakdecember]

[...Interesting. Easily flustered. That's good to know.]

Well. That's what they tell us. [He hums, figuring his implication is clear.]

But if you're shy about it, do be careful of the food. It's often spiked with aphrodisiacs.