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

[massochism]

[The bed is ideal anyway, especially right now. Not having to worry about something as pitiful as standing will make it oh so much easier to enjoy everything. Legs crumple easily beneath him once the soft blankets brush his skin, and those greedy hands find their way to Eiden's ass, pulling him closer still.

Throughout, he delights in every touch, every lick of the brunet's tongue in and against his mouth. It's as overwhelming as ever, and he's breathless by the time their lips part, gasps ghosting between them.]

Ah... mmn. If I didn't know better, I'd think you had something in mind... [He's never been good at choosing one thing when he wants everything, either. A hand drifts up to cradle his cheek.] You're back, that's enough for me... and I want you to kiss me everywhere, you know. But...

[another shift of weight lets him press their chests together, a groan escaping his lips.]

I've missed you so much here... and down there too...

[peacewithouttyranny]

[It's clear that he isn't entirely used to showing his optics to someone. He's flustered, embarrassed, unsure of where to look as keeping his optics on her face at all time has somehow proven difficult in this moment. He feels so much more vulnerable. He hides his optics for a reason, after all. While Soundwave has mastered a poker face, people could still be able to read one's emotions from their own optics. Besides, in this moment? He couldn't maintain the poker face.

Even when he knows she'll only have kind words for him rather than saying anything bad about his optics, just hearing the surprise whisper helps to build up his self-confidence. That it's okay to show this vulnerable side to his dear friend.

Sure enough, his optics follow her hand tracing along the top of his faceplate. Then, she pokes him, optics crossed, head leaning slightly back.]

Optics. They are called optics, Monika. [He gently corrects her. The human usage isn't necessarily wrong per day, but it's more appropriate to use his term.] I suggest you do not stare at them for too long. Otherwise you might be blinded.

[A beam of sunshine, bright and warm.... He'd never think those words would ever be suitable to describe his optics. Well, he supposes beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all.

Speaking of beauty, her words and the kisses are getting him flustered. His metal lids lower and his optics turn away from Monika's eyes. Now, it's not that he doesn't want to stare at her for hours and hours, as well. It's just that he still isn't entirely used to receiving all these compliments.

After a few seconds of silence, he mutters:]

You flatter me too much, but... you are welcome, Monika.

[snakelace]

[ Eiden’s got enough shit to deal with without having to hear yet another crazy tragic backstory okay— ]

Oh? How so?

[ He’s not very imaginative when it comes to sex, but he’s not above trying out new experiences for science. ]

My elemental powers will be at your disposal.

[ratratrat]

Eh, I like doin' things when I know how they're gonna go.

But you like research. [We're just assuming here, but its an educated guess. Is this... research!?]

You talk me through it, and I'll be your hands on guy right now. See anythin' interesting? [A shaky video of the beach around Charlie follows. The fake wind of the beach and the rustle of Charlie's robe against the mic make it awful to watch.]

[icequeenly]

[ Mitsuru finds herself quietly admiring the way Nami looks with her hair so wind-tousled, accompanied with that confident smile on her face. She really does look in her element and her companion can't help but be charmed by it.

Not that she could ever really help but be charmed by Nami whatever the circumstances. ]

Perhaps I should take your advice then. I just find it odd ordering around what I suppose is essentially a fan club... Just having them around in general is weird enough.

[ She had actual maids back home. But this is different, these people aren't on her family's payroll. They're following her around, wanting to cater to her every whim voluntarily, as if they have nothing better to do.

She returns the clink of the glass with a smile, ]

To suitable matches.

[ Nami had reached queen now too and unlike Mitsuru, she didn't just show up and have that status handed to her. The younger redhead had known from the start that there was a game to be played here and that her friend was too savvy not to get to the top. They had made an arrangement with one another and the question yet remains in Mitsuru's mind: what was keeping Nami around? Specially around Mitsuru... she didn't need a more privileged, higher status companion anymore.

In the short time she had known her, she had learned that the pirate played her cards close to her chest, didn't let herself become too attached to those outside of her crew. She was too smart for that - admittedly something that Mitsuru found all too alluringly attractive about her. ]

Are you setting your sights on an even higher rank next?

[ The question is said teasingly but there is genuine curiosity behind it. Perhaps Nami's ambition scaled higher than Mitsuru realised, that she wasn't done yet. But then she still didn't need Mitsuru for that. The darker haired redhead can't remember the last time she felt this nervous wondering about how another perceived her... ]

[ratratrat]

[Charlie has lived long enough and dealt with enough personalities to know that nonsense is inevitable. The handshake he offers is a promise of success despite whatever arises, not commitment to the fool's errand of preventing stupidity.]

Yeah? You'll take me there? [He teases as he stands, recalling the man's self-proclaimed terrible sense of direction. Walks on the beach are a nice way to end the night - Charlie isn't truly worried about getting lost.

After a quick wave to the fish-headed bartender, the pair departs the bar.

Lifeguards approaching before they even see the cabin isn't surprising. Charlie looks to the duo with arms raised and palms bared. A non-threatening gesture that doesn't match the way his smile twists.] Nice night, right? You've been working hard, take a break.

[There's a shift in energy, next, that those sensitive to the supernatural will feel. It's subtle, lacing Charlie's words as his eyes stare unblinking at the front-most pigeon.] Go take a swim for eh.. about an hour. [He looks to the other.] You too, go swim with your friend until he's done.

[The avian creatures obey, turning abruptly away to approach the sea without enthusiasm. They submerge themselves, beginning to paddle around aimlessly.

Charlie looks to his companion, nonplussed, and resumes walking.] You know, it occurs to me we never did any introductions. Charlie DiVincenzo.

[icequeenly]

[ The word "messy" does immediately fill her with horrifying thoughts of getting barbecued meat stains on her pristine and incredibly white two piece swim suit... A scenario she doesn't even want to think on for too long. She's just grateful that Steve appears to be being generous with the amount of napkins in the pile he's handing over to them ready for their order when it's done.

Mitsuru nods her gratitude to him, along with a 'thank you'. ]

I'm sure I'll regret it entirely in a few minutes time but regardless, I'll give it a try. I've never eaten rabbit served this way.

I'm Mitsuru Kirijo by the way - and you are?

[loosestrifes]

No? But you seem to be struggling.

( This time, Esikko only teases him briefly before a light laugh signals his willingness to have some mercy, a hand lifting to wave it off. )

As I was observing the shift in energy myself, using my magic, the House decided to rifle through my memories. That's what it felt like, at least. Something in my head, digging around.

( Though he's complaining, it's more like the sort of annoyance of someone pestering him, rather than any serious concern. He doesn't feel like adding details about his passing out, or the terrible nosebleed afterwards... Esikko pulls his legs back to his chest, now, arms wrapping around them loosely as he looks up to Bakugo. )

You see, though? I'm offering some helpful information, aren't I~? There's no need to be so stiff.

[waged]

( helpless certainly is one way to put it. when had even been the last time aventurine felt helpless? in light of his unmatched luck, is that even truly something possible? maybe he will laugh about this, at a later date.

for now, his smile just grows, in a particular way that, if nothing else, shows he thinks sunday is absolutely hilarious. can you tell he's hardly taking this conversation seriously?

(he is, though. because it's a game of cat and mouse. instigating sunday to speak in order to proof his superiority in the matter of information gives aventurine all he needs.) )

I should ask you the same. Mr. Sunday. I am aware how the House works, and you are not. What makes you think you know more about how they work than I do? I am a man of many connections, after all, and information flows just as easily here.

Or are you so sure of yourself that you're inclined to believe your own experience is superior than that of hundreds of people? — Ah, nevermind. That's exactly what you are.

( no shade, though. he means well! see: aventurine hops off the bed, stopping just before sunday, hand in pocket. a picture really would benefit him so much. )

You should be more careful with the kind of contacts you want to have in this place, Mr. Sunday. An advice: this isn't the kind of place you want to do everything by yourself. You'll need to rely on people, and it just so happens I'm a familiar enough face. You've never left Penacony, have you? So you're pretty much like a lost little birdie, without the means to sustain yourself, or anyone to truly rely on.

So, why don't we leave our... rivalry behind for a moment, and work together here? Unless you enjoy your new outfit, that is. I must say, it quite suits you. I almost don't want to help you get something new!

[ratratrat]

[Recalling a hellish experience with a blithe smile is a charming feature. Charlie mirrors his countenance, though his own grin lacks the comforting demeanor the older man's possesses.]

Yeah...

You know. People like to say where I'm from is a pit. Like... they think all hell breaks loose every damn day. [He shakes his head, chuckling to himself. This may or may not be an accurate accusation.] I like it though.

So you likin' it here, that I can believe.

But I'm a newcomer. Sell me on it. What's there to like here other than it not bein' so bad as a different place?

[schmisse]

[ It did feel unclear at first, but the tug gives Weiss a good signal that she can go further. She sits up, bust out. While she imagines *Hyun-ae would like to see her naked, her arms go up first to her hair, removing the ribbon at the bottom and the hairpin she has on and unfurling the twists in her braid. It takes a bit of combing with her fingers for her wavy and now curly hair to loosen up completely, but they're at the beach! A bit of a messy look's fine, right? ]

No need to be shy with me now. You can pull on it.

[ It's easy enough to do so! Her dresses are normally already padded including the one Weiss has on now, so there wouldn't be a bra in the way. Perky breasts with pink nipples on such pale skin, but there is a bit of a dark spot underneath her right breast. A scar—healing now—but it's darker skin compared to how fair the rest of her is.

But, it's as she said. No need to be shy. She certainly isn't. Not about her body. ]

[loosestrifes]

( Ahh, tough crowd. Well, that tells him enough about this man to be thoroughly interested, though that's probably for the best— it's not always a good thing for Esikko to determine someone to be worth his attention.

Still, he did agree to help out, and he's not about to just walk out with the supplies and deal with the headache that follows. So, he pushes himself away from the counter where he's leaning, this time rifling through supplies to gather up the proper things to deal with this. Clean cloths, ointments, bandages in case he needs them— he runs the sink as he speaks. )

Illnesses aren't common, exactly... It's more that there are a variety of ways in which the House tries to encourage its "guests" to participate. An illness happened to be one of them, that time.

( He wrings out the cloth until it's just damp, and then moves back to Enji, gesturing in question at his injuries, arm included— )

I can clean these, apply some ointment where necessary, bandage where it might help. And, I suppose that while I'm at it, I could answer any relevant questions, seeing as I've been here for four months now, myself. Would that work nicely for you?

[worldbent]

Hmmmm.

[An annoying skeptical hum, but easily forgotten. With the skimpy little suit off his hands, Matoba returns his to the pockets of his quite casual jogger pants; there was a band of a swim trunks under the waistband, but it seemed that the exorcist was more content to stroll along the beach than to get wet and wild.]

[His eye sparkles with Kai's understanding. Very good; like an ayakashi should be, already getting down to business.] Oh, let me see.... It isn't that much of am inconvenience to me at the moment, and I find you to be a fascinating specimen. So in light of that...

[His hands raise in the air between them.]

How about a few good minutes of petting and toe-bean touches, sometime?? In that much more appealing little kitty form of yours, of course.

[blastedass]

[It's not surprising to see people let go of those old traditions and activities when things like science and technology unravel the secrets of what used to be "mystical" back in bygone ages. With the advent of Quirks and the superhero society Bakugo's world that developed with it, things like youkai and ghosts became little more than flavor lore of an old time ago.

The way Seimei reacts to his dismissal rubs Bakugo the wrong way; if he's gonna bark out some stupid lecture about how those old things are still around, the guy's going to get a hard rebuttal. Instead, it goes a different route.]

It's a building! Unless you wanna tell me we're stuck in some damn creature's stomach!

[Of course that's hard to believe! Sentient walls and floors, an entire structure that has a brain with capable thought and intent when there's obviously no brain to think or veins to produce blood, or even a motherboard with power to excuse itself as a giant computer or robot! Let him think it's run by unscrupulous people with strange powers; that's easier to get his head around.]

[blastedass]

THESE PEOPLE ARE FUCKING OBSESSED!!

[as much as he doesn't want to get used to this place's ideas, bakugo can already guess just staying in his room and jacking off isn't going to win any of those shitty "cards" they're supposed to be playing for. fuck...

he'd love to view it as nothing more than an obscene reason genned up by disgusting perverts to incentive people to get it on with strangers. that's not the case, is it. bakugo narrows his eyes when the warning drops in his proverbial lap.]

How the hell are they going to make me? I'll destroy anything they wanna throw at me!

[just like he wrecked those shitty gully-headed lifeguards who kept trying to steal his food! as defiant as he is, though, bakugo wants to know what he has to look out for, angry as he is. he slams a fist against his opposing palm.]

I always win. No matter what the fucking challenge is.

[granted he has to be motivated and invested to win, so he's not about to accept a stupid challenge. damn right he's going to defy this as long as possible!]

[blastedass]

I'M NOT STRUGGLING!! You think someone's just gonna take all this bullshit?!

[Granted, he's certainly not happy taking it, but he's taking it. Whether he believes all that he's been given is something for Bakugo to think for himself. That small laugh from the other boy earns him a death glare. If looks could kill...]

What'd they do with what they saw?

[He'll ask about the magic thing later; it's more important to find out whether the memory rifling actually poses a threat or if it's just an inconvenience a person can relatively ignore. Not that Bakugo wants anyone digging around in his head.]

Che! I haven't buried you yet, dumbass. [The fact he's still engaging in this guy in conversation says he's tolerating Esikko enough to continue. If he thinks Bakugo's going to randomly mellow around him so quickly, however, prepare to be surprised. The blonde's insanely stubborn.

And stiff is... another problem entirely, which might be why he's slouching more against the tree.]

[empaler]

[ it helps, given the company she keeps. furina, navia, and wriothesley — while most people wouldn't think any of them were similar in any regard, they each have things in common: the grace and poise to lead their people, the strength to become a beacon of hope and a better future during times of uncertainty. but the brighter the light often comes with harsher scrutiny; she's only ever wanted to safeguard them when it inevitably dims.

the sunhat is a pleasant surprise, one that coaxes another chuckle — a little louder this time as she adjusts it to sit more comfortably. ]

I see. Well, I thank you for your time.

[ there's a lot she could ask; a way back home is the first thing that comes to mind, and whether or not it's even possible. but she asks neither of those things, waving a hand at the expanse of beach in front of them. ]

Which activity have you enjoyed so far?

[loosestrifes]

( It's more fun when he's stubborn like this, anyway, Esi thinks. More of a prize to be the one to break him of it, if he can— and right now he's biding his time a little, watching his posture shift, quirking a smile at the way he tries to hide it. )

Nothing, yet. Though I won't be surprised if it comes up at some point. It was invasive enough to make me pass out, though, so I was a little irritated...

( This time, he leans over a little closer to the tree, parting an arm from his hugged legs to pat the towel next to him. )

You look awfully uncomfortable. Are you sure you don't want to sit? I won't bite. ( He decides not to add the playful unless you want that comes to mind, but he's smiling enough for the vibes to be there. )

I haven't even learned your name, even though I've been so helpful. I could answer more questions, you know?

[briarthorns]

[ Having someone to talk to and share a straw drink with has completely lifted Yor's spirits. That sense of loneliness from earlier was so intense, but now it's like she's sitting beside a new best friend.

Hm, is that the word for it? she wonders to herself, as her eyes glance to watch Mitsuru purse her lips around the straw. Maybe... but it doesn't feel quite correct, either... ]

The other one was fruity... but this one's more milky and chocolatey. I like it. Good recommendation!

[ At the mention of swimming, Yor's eyes light up. ] Oh, I'd love to! It's been a whole day and I haven't even got into the water yet.

[redfeathers]

( Hawks knows this isn't always the easiest place for some people to be. He can't say he likes it much. But there's still something relieving about seeing how some people are getting their footing, finding their peace with all of this. It's been fun to see that with Scott the few times they've spent time together. And he appreciates how easy it is for Scott to give in to or humor him with these types of things.

It's easy to meet the other through that small distance, returning the light press. There's even a soft, warm puff of laughter against the other man's lips at those words before he presses back into their kiss. There's no urgency or desperation in something like this, but he still reaches up, softly resting his palm against one of Scott's cheeks as they kiss. )

What can I say - I'm not good at stopping myself when I want something. ( He says as he pulls away from their kiss, lips curving into a small grin. His hand lingers where it is, softly rubbing his thumb against the warm skin. The contact lingers for a few, long seconds before he lowers his hand to the edge of the lounge chair. But he's still looking up at Scott with an expression that's playful. )

But is that a no on the sandals, then?

[pyrolyzed]

[ Oh fucking boy.

To be honest, it probably would've been way better if she confessed to being a virgin before ending up here; he was too, after all, and he's managing to survive, somehow. But, well. There's no real solution to what she does say, is there.

Fuuta just ends up giving her a look that's equal parts awkward and uncomfortable as he scoots back another half-step. ]

... there's no mistake. You're stuck here, and the thing about what you gotta do to collect cards for the game is real.

[ Pause. Even more stiffly: ]

Guess that sucks, though. With the ... married thing.

[ This is so unhelpful, I'm so sorry Yor. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ He sure doesn't want to have to think about anyone (else) dying in this place. The mention earns a little scrunch of the brow, but Fuuta otherwise glosses over it, keeping his eyes closed as he feels tendrils of sleep start to tug at the edges of his thoughts. ]

Yeah. [ A sigh. ] Guess I almost kinda miss that kinda shit, though. Normal life. Never thought I'd miss going to lectures and having homework, but you know how it is ...

[ Atsushi might have assumed that it'd be easy to figure out when the resort's effects are kicking in but -- will he still think the same in this situation? Because Fuuta sure isn't cognizant of the fact that he's dozing off fast, especially since it doesn't feel like anything untowards is happening. (Yet.) ]

At least things feel nice and quiet for now.

[relentlessbeauty]

[Well. If he had questions before about why one would end up a cyborg, he certainly had more now. But he's not so impolite as to pry, especially when they are strangers to the point of not having exchanged names.

So he just shuts off the shower once he's finished, peering around the room before picking up one of the provided towels.]

You sound like a very goal-oriented person. I approve.

[relater]

[ He feels the twinge of desire to leave and it softens the capricious flow to his demeanor, his words. How often has he felt that here and how often does he have to think about how he can offer no answers about it? No recourse, or options? Too many to count, and yet the feeling remains.

Kizuna starts out into the pearly sands, contemplative. ]

Sunning. ♥ It might not be real, but the atmosphere is still nice. Oh, and the drinks aren't bad. If you'd like to —

[ Atop his budding invitation, their watches sound in unison. It's a little jingle unique to the house, causing his gaze to dip downwards to the series of messages illuminating. ]

Oho. Seems like we won't be left to our own devices after all.

[softstoneheart]

[ Running hand in hand with a super cute friend on the beach is something she never imagined she'd have the time to do. Despite the fact they're sorta running from the law, she can't help laughing as they go. ]