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

[wray]

[ Is it eating at him? Maybe. This place took him away from home at a crucial moment, and he can't help but wonder what must be happening back there when Nehan has no access to the one he wants to get rid of. But it's not like he can do much about it now.

He lifts his shoulders in a half-shrug. ]

Perhaps you'll get lucky. You could be here for only a brief moment.

[schmisse]

[ Topaz may be having fun, but Weiss only finds this stressful. She'd rather not get caught! The punishment for not delivering everything on time would be a public spanking, but whatever the punishment is for tackling one of the staff? She'd rather not know!

Once they're in the clear, just near one of the snack stalls, Weiss lets go of Topaz and immediately goes to sit down on one of the lounge chairs to catch her breath. ]

We should be in the clear now...

[blastedass]

I DIDN'T FORGET IT ALREADY, SLY FACE!!

[He's certainly not going to use it though. So if Esikko hates it, then he's gonna enjoy not having to answer to it. The way the guy says his name is really annoying, accented in all the wrong places, probably just to piss him off. One sharply-angled ashen blonde eyebrow twitches in annoyance, as if tempted to lash out in a second. Hanging by a thread...]

Why the hell do you have to offer me anything?! I could just go back to the room and deal with it myself!

[His way of finding out if that is indeed a valid option or if it's gonna be shot down as expected. But hell if he's going to ask about it straight up! That's fucking embarrassing. Getting agitated certainly isn't helping his other problem either.

That extra pat on the towel doesn't get him sitting down, but the threat of the lifeguards bothering him with this problem is enough. Bakugo snarls and drops down on the towel crosslegged, one elbow jabbed into his knee and his chin shoved into his palm.]

If those bastards touch me, I'll kill em.

[blastedass]

[more and more revelations of why this place is completely insane. perverted insane makes it even worse. so much for hiding away in his room and dealing with it on his own whenever this shit happens in the future.

the fact leona goes quiet at that question gets him a sharp look from the explosive blonde. does he plan on blowing someone up? not fatally, but he scorched those damn seagull guards when they kept trying to dogpile him for his food. if someone has a problem with that, he's claiming self-defense and protection of property and they can fuck off and die!]

You wanna challenge that?

[bakugo slams his hand into his palm, knuckles cracking and a small explosion bursting around his curled fingers. always! unless leona went deaf, or has intention of proving him wrong, he's going to claim that stake! good luck on making this guy respect you, leona. he respects so few people, and all of those are very hard won.]

Tch! Shut up. [Feels like he just walked into an insult, and he knows what it is. Doesn't want to admit it either.] I'll decide if I wanna play their shitty game or not.

[blastedass]

You look like a kid!

[Something about this guy turning twenty is odd as fuck, considering his appearance, but he isn't completely callous towards Hiyori's sagging shoulders and deflated look. Being stuck in this place on your birthday would suck. Especially if it punctuated how long you've been here... Who knows what the hotel will do for someone's birthday. Bakugo has no intention of finding out. He doesn't like dealing with his birthday even in his own world! So damn annoying, people making such a big deal out of it. Can't they just leave him alone! Embarrassing.

At least he's not cussing Hiyori out this time? There are emotions Bakugo stuffs inside and deals with on his own, but incensed rage isn't one of them. He already hates whatever the hell this place is for kidnapping him; the more he hears about it, the worse it's getting in his mind! Defying them is the only way he feels like he has some control over his life right now. So damn right he's gonna do it! Hiyori's little "bingo" comment only confirms what Bakugo already sussed out. Great.

He's not doing what the place wants! He's going to decide for himself whether he's going to participate in effort to bring this entire place down! It's no different than beating the shit out of every gladiator in the ring and then claiming the top prize in order to best the people running the damn show! And yeah, he's already deduced what the likely rank-up activity is, and fucking hates it. He'll... deal with that decision on his own. Later.]

Doesn't matter how random it is; they better assign me a high one! I'm not settling for some low-rank shit! [That's a pure affront to his pride, dammit! He's on his way to becoming the greatest hero in his world! Or he was. That dream has changed now, replaced with something more mature, though he still aims to be amazing and continue win every time.]

What happens if you don't try to increase your rank? [Obviously you don't win the game and get a wish granted, but even if Bakugo recognizes the implications of the game, how it's meant to manipulate them into doing what the hotel wants, it might not matter if he's going to get reamed over for not playing.]

[senku]

Right. You're catching on. There are privacy settings if you don't want the whole world to see your business.

[He shows him the locks he's talking about.]

Or you don't want the whole world to listen in on your phone sex.

[It's added with a slightly teasing grin, given how Ali reacted to the idea of public sex, but it also reminds him to turn his attention back to his original goal.

They're on the move, walking away hand in - oh, that's not another hand he's grabbing.]

Let's get some sandals!

[befehl]

At least we know these memories are real relative to our life before entering this plane of existence.

( He's no stranger to discomforts and taking this dream into account, Sunday is watchful of Olivine's reactions as they proceed into the grand building. Sound is still distant even as they creak. It travels back towards the sands and ocean before they're swallowed and shut in heavily.

It's odd wearing these clothes here now. )

This looks spectacular. The finishes remind me of my mansion. . . I do miss it.

( The columns are glossy and marbled with respectable architecture that could last lifetimes. He stays near him just in case anything warps on them. Sunday is far too familiar with devising traps and mechanisms to throw people off their bearings. It takes a paranoid mind to read a room and suspect traps awaiting them.

Sunday watches Olivine for more clues about the place, or where they should be heading, but he admires the statue at its center. As curious as he is, they have more important tasks to complete so he'll have to save his thirst for a history lesson. Memory bubbles cling to the statue's base, taunting them. )

Olivine, take my hand. It might be dangerous to wander in here without being connected. If these memory bubbles are real...Well, perhaps monsters might also arise. I'm no fighter by a stretch, but I can imprison them with my mind.

[schmisse]

Should it? I didn't say something wrong, did I?

[ Weiss isn't offended by any means, although she does wonder if she offended him by what she said. Normally, she wouldn't even be bothered asking if she did or not, but this isn't a normal situation. The suit tattoo just beneath one of her buttcheeks darkens by the second, and she grows more and more uncertain.

His grip tightens though, and she's quick to look around and scan the area before looking back at him. ]

What's wrong?

[cartographie]

Because you're here. [ The remark's out of her mouth before Nami gets the chance to stop herself, the inclination to just keep talking too strong to resist. ] A fairy tale isn't a fairy tale without a prince, or a knight, and you're both.

[ They're sweeter words than she'd ordinarily let herself say so easily, but on such a bright and sunny day like this one, with nothing but ocean around them on all sides, they come easily to her.

Basch has always been so caring in his solemnity, and for whatever reason, Nami can't remember why she never shows him how much she appreciates it. ]

[cartographie]

Why impolite? [ Nami looks at Xie Lian thoughtfully, her head tilting to the side as she takes a quick sip of her drink before continuing. ]

If you're married, can't you go anywhere he is?

[ She thinks that's how it's supposed to work anyway, with married people sharing things and all. ]

[cartographie]

[ The combination of getting a rise out of him like that, and being on the water after so many months away from it, has her smirking and openly pleased with herself, favoring Ragna with a knowing, and admittedly fond grin in response to his protests. ]

It's how pirates act after being stuck on land for a while.

[ She can't speak for every pirate, but Nami's known enough to know there are few that hesitate when the time comes to take to the water.

The rest of Ragna's remark has her tilting her head, making her realize that as much as she knows about him in the physical sense, she doesn't know too much about Ragna, the person. It's precisely the kind of relationship that's easy to cultivate here in the casino, and while Nami is most comfortable when she keeps the inner workings of herself to herself, she doesn't want to keep things shallow with Ragna after everything that's already gone on between them.

It's kind of rude to call a guy a cumslut, no matter how affectionately, and not have any idea of what's waiting for him back home. ]

Were you on the run or something?

[wray]

[ They're so close at this point that it would be easy enough to lean in and slot their mouths together, silencing their words before they become something else. Six doesn't know why he holds himself back from doing so. Maybe because there's something he needs to address first. He reaches out with one hand, framing the side of Sunday's face with it, hoping it will help ground him just as much as it does with him. ]

Are you afraid of what will greet you when you wake?

[ This feels like it goes beyond simply waking up on the beach where they last were. Those crows from earlier— could they have been a manifestation of what Sunday fears? Six doesn't know, and he likely never will if Sunday doesn't want to speak of it. He won't force him to.

All he can do is try to string something vaguely reassuring, even if he doesn't have the full picture. ]

You can't stay here. You'd be no closer to finding your way home if you don't wake up.

[schmisse]

Of course I do.

[ "A lot" in this case would mean that she trusts them with her life. Weiss wouldn't even think twice if any of them asked her to jump off a building. ]

We've only known each other for a couple of years, but nothing could ever compare to what we've all experienced together.

[ It's a little painful to reminisce this way, but Weiss isn't someone who's down for too long. In fact, she gives Kazuya a small smile. If he's sticking with her until the end, then... ]

You'd better play nice with all of them.

[artcritic]

[! Excuse! ...not on purpose?]

It needs to stop.

[Yusuke said it with such a deadpan, chilly voice as if he'd gather himself and go after the Hotel management himself this instant.]

[artcritic]

[It's just a bit unexpected! ...and yes it did make him just a tad bit nervous because this situation is kind of, well- he can't really put it to words and not be explicit.

They are in the same situation, with Yusuke's ears and high cheekbones burning. Hopefully, it's not too visible in this dim light.]

Ah, no that's not it. [He gets compliments at times, but it is somehow different when it comes from Akira. Is that weird? It's probably weird, he's being weird.]

Thank you, [Yusuke smiles, and pushes hair out of his face again. He needs to stop getting this flustered.]

:D

[artcritic]

[It's not that he isn't outdoorsy, he is! But this can't be considered actual "outdoor" and people are being unhinged- how can he stand in the shade of a palm tree and people watch and sketch when everyone's bugging him and trying to get something from him? There ARE some exceptions that Yusuke doesn't mind talking to, however. Gladio is one of them.

...he hopes his attempt at a joke actually passed as a joke because he can't tell.]

Let me see- [he walks over and leans to inspect the list of "items" on the watch. The usual list of "suspects" is on it so it's not that surprising, but Gladio's almost done with the dare. Impressive. The -kiss-, whether Gladio wanted it or not, gets his cheekbones rosy for a second and he leans back,] I see you're almost done.

I do not have drinks, but I do have other items. [And it's true... including the kiss, though he won't offer it unless asked. He's never pushy about stuff like that (unless Diamond suite is active, that's a special can of worms). He strides back to where he ditched his sandals, picks them up, and hands them over.] I have sunglasses in the cabin.

[hatefuldays]

[ Well, now they're both nearly naked! That's equality.

Briefly stricken silent by the sight of Weiss's body, *Hyun-ae tentatively raises a hand, fingers brushing against the scar under her breast. She's stunning. ]

...You're beautiful...

[ She says it almost reverently, as if about a masterpiece of art. She's having a moment. ]

[tfy]

Hm? I know my face is cute, but I'm not that small!

[He's a little taller than Bakugo. Not that he points that out, since he doesn't have a death wish! Though the "cute face" comment might just provoke more outrage, anyway.

Then again, maybe he knows a cute face when he sees one. Or maybe he doesn't like cute faces. Maybe he prefers handsome faces. Or pretty girls. Or muscle men. Or muscle women. Or part-humans. He'll need to like something if he wants to avoid turning to stone, to say nothing of increasing his rank. Or at least pretend to like something, but it's sad to think of him taking such a jaded approach...

Obviously the answer is not to think of him playing Game 52 at all, though, so Hiyori's just going to do that! He won't warn about how "ranking up" works, since the "game rules" on Bakugo's watch will explain that anyway. But he does warn him,]

Be careful not to jinx yourself. I do agree that a hero shouldn't be stuffed in some leaky basement room, but one of the worst things about this place is you never know when they might be eavesdropping.

[Is there a chance they'll give the guy a high rank just so he's less likely to blow stuff up and cause problems for the staff? Possibly, yes! Is there also a chance they'll give him a low rank just to troll him now that he's said that? Also yes. The House is awful. But as for that question...]

That's sort of hard to explain without getting into that "52" business, but I guess the answer is "nothing, at least so far."

[He taps on his chin.]

I've made no effort to change my rank, and the same holds true for at least one other person I know. I'd rather not jinx myself, but so far there haven't been any consequences. In theory, they should want to have at least one person assigned to each "playing card," so if everyone ranked up to a King or a Queen, that might not be the most favorable outcome anyway. They'd have to give everyone huge suites, the higher ranks wouldn't have anyone to look down on, and those long-term guests would grow bored of worshipping the "royalty cards," since the distinction wouldn't mean anything. It's sort of like how wealth functions in the real world—if everyone suddenly came into a ton of money, then we'd lose all concept of "rich people" and "poor people."

[artcritic]

[It's wild to think that when they are not snarking at each other, they could get some serious shit done. Yusuke can't lie and say he dislikes it.]

That is true. [He peers into his drinks.] Perhaps it would urge something for a person you haven't been with? [It's a slim option but still an option.]

That is tame, I agree. [He takes another testing sip. Nope. Still nothing.]

fish-hooking (blood version)

[ratratrat]

[Charlie is a greedy man. Despite this vice, he'd been generous enough to give up the blood he'd been savoring. Now, kiss broken, he's been punished for sharing. Without waiting to watch what the creature does next, Charlie raises onto his toes to nip the man's jaw.

If there was any risk of doubt for the veracity of J's bite criteria being met, Charlie has banished it. Those pictures will feature a blurry Charlie, with his lips peeled back, teeth pressing into skin.

An impulse to snap at the man's bloodied hand flares, but Charlie is too slow to disconnect from his initial petulance. His teeth snap shut with a click as the man's hand descends his body once more. He looks up at lazy eyes, mouth open, but there's no time to complain.

The kiss resumes, and there's nothing to say. Charlie's lips quiver as they lock against warm, bloodtinged flesh. His tongue darts forward, eager to slide across the man's large fangs.

He's all but forgotten about the hand in his suit - until the slow progression builds pressure in his cock he can't ignore. With a groan, Charlie shifts to move his hand between their bodies. His shoulders strain, determined not to lose the kiss as he reorients to flick his thumb across J's arousal beneath. Over fabric, all he can feel is weight and heat. He'd leave it at that, normally - he knows this kind of pressure is enough to tip a man over the edge in time - but...

a drip of bloodied spit travels down his thigh. More. He wants to feel it slick on his own hand. His brow furrows - he does not want to break their kiss.

Charlie's other hand slides down J's neck, carelessly caressing where he'd nibbled his jaw. One, then two, digits stretch to hook around the man's cheek and pull it back. They slip beneath, between flesh and molar, leaving the kiss as uninterrupted as one can with fingers invading the space.]

[malpwactice]

[While the older man still definitely sets off some of Aak's gang-related alarm bells, the actual conversation has relaxed him a bit. The people in gangs that talked this much were at least not the kind to take sudden swings at his jaw.]

I've done a few deals. Some over the counter, some under. [He gestures, swiping his hand back and forth high up for above the counter and down low for below. He also just does them for fun but you don't bring that up when someone's crunching numbers.]

And a few have been heartfelt gifts to close acquaintances, sure.

[He smiles, omitting the fact some of these "gifts" have been "given" without the dear friend knowing. It still counts.]

[malpwactice]

[Cats inherently love to play with their food. Of course, they have to be skilled enough to not let it slip away.]

Ooh, ooh! [his face lights up even more even with the other man's confidence. Where the previous smile was sneaky this one just seems openly excited.]

Really? I'll make you one custom, then~! [The failure would be fun and then he would also get to try out a new salve. His mind's immediately racing, considering what he wants to add to the normal mixture to increase the potency. That suggestion has, ironically, lowered the sexual tension, with the small Feline practically bouncing on his heels at the idea.]

... Capsacin, wintergreen oil... [he thinks to himself, raising his arms up to suggest Baptiste come down to him. He could bite anywhere, sure, but if given the choice then he wants to go for somewhere around the neck or shoulder. He gestures, if necessary. Down here, hot stuff.]

[malpwactice]

[Aak's grabbed by the material of his wetsuit and quickly lets out a nerve-tinged laugh. It's not the hardest anyone's ever been with him, not by a mile. It's that line he's walking, the fun of playing around in a situation he shouldn't. The idea that he could keep playing- even with Fuuta twisting his grip tighter, he still might think he's "Haruka."]

[even if he lied, though, he's flipped the switch of suspicion, and laying low to try and ease things back for some snippet of information sounded boring]

Don't wooo~rry, Haruka's fine. Probably. [since, like, never met him]

You only got one eye and your vision's going that bad, huh? I'm not taking credit for that one, that's gotta be someone else's drug.

[lieabilities]

[ It doesn't take him very long to slip into his teasingly truthless ways, amused by the contrast in her surroundings and actions as he is. How would she react to a lie like this, he can't help but wonder, and so he puts forward his lie. ]

Perhaps around 10% back home?

[ The bright smile he gives alongside his answer suggests this is something he's proud of, in spite of how obviously terrible the rate is. ]

[malpwactice]

[A pinch of four fries together is offered before Aak slowly lets himself down from where he was perched. He wasn't going to try and ride Hung's shoulders on the way down that seemed like a bit much.]

I ain't cheering, that's embarrassing. [he's not a Supporter!]

But I can wait with a towel, I guess. [He can't possibly block everyone's view. And if Hung didn't want people to see, then in Aak's mind he just shouldn't do it at all. He's not going to leave Hung to fend for himself, though.]