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

why is hilda so cute... i am gonna die

[schmisse]

[ To be fair, there are a lot of "first times" one wouldn't envision while in this place. Weiss gets it, though! While she isn't a beach type of gal, she at least knows what most people come to the beach for. (Not fighting, that's for sure... even if she did get into a battle at the beach once, too.) ]

It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Hilda. Thanks for helping me, too.

[ Now she doesn't have to get publicly spanked! Since that's all she needs though, she figures she should submit everything before time's up for her. It doesn't sit right with her to up and leave now that she's done, though. ]

Hm... I could lend you my sandals and kiss you on the cheek so you can leave the game behind, if you like. I'll just need those back because I don't like walking on my bare feet afterwards. That way, you can just go around the beach and relax.

[lieabilities]

[ The polite thing to do would be to tell Fuuta it was simply a joke and there was no need to worry. The politer thing to have done would be not to joke about it at all, but Kleken has already long forgone polite efforts in this interaction. It was already far too interesting to turn back now. ]

[ He follows the other's lead, holding out a hand as if asking for assistance in steadying himself. He is a very delicate victim of unfortunate circumstances and all. ]

Your help would be greatly appreciated. I worry it may be a fast-acting poison.

[silicone]

[ this birthday boy business is going straight to his head(s). the hands in his hair tug gently, admiring the way he's being looked at. it takes him a moment to evaluate, to think, soaking it all up before he carefully sets his foot down and nudges himself closer. his other hand just touches wriothesley's chin, beneath it, a soft stroke. ]

'Kay... [ warm and sultry, he lets his fingers trail away. ] Then I want you to kiss me like you really mean it. After that... get naked for me and roll over on the bed. I want a good look at you.

[ there's a warm curl of satisfaction in his belly as he finally lets go of wriothesley's hair and takes a careful, small step back. he's... practically naked now, letting the bathing suit fall off of where it's puddled around his ankle. ]

[artcritic]

[Honestly, it's not unknown to him, but this place, in general, keeps him in a "murderous mood" so he does his best not to get it out of hand.]

Of course I do. It's a useful thing to know. [He glances at the hand wrapped around his but doesn't stop it or push it away. The water feels chilly and he shivers- they were quite long out in the sun. It'll take a moment to get used to this.]

[wray]

[ A soft noise escapes him when Sunday reaches out for his ears, admiring the shape of them, and just as the man assumed, they're deliciously sensitive, quivering underneath the gentlest touch. He doesn't move away from Sunday's reach, even leaning into it as if encouraging him to keep exploring.

Six is careful with the feathers he touches too, his teeth worrying Sunday's bottom lip lightly. But when the other man flinches against him, he pauses everything that he's doing, unsure if he just went too far— only to be reassured that Sunday doesn't mind, even urging him to keep going. So he does it again, nipping at the man before delving his tongue deeper into that warm mouth.

He murmurs against the kiss, soft and cautious. ]

Should we move?

[ The bed isn't too far from where they are, and the bathroom is hardly the place for something like this. He doesn't wait for Sunday to answer before he's already guiding the other to stand up. ]

[armwriostle]

I’ve had a few people have lists that include cups of cum and pubic hair. I imagine that those are things you aren’t exactly keen to ask strangers for.

[He chuckles a little at that. He doesn’t think he’d really enjoy having to ask people for those things. He can only imagine how horrendous such tasks would be for someone who had more shame than him too.]

Oh. It wasn’t my intention to make it seem like I was disinterested and I don’t really need anything in return. [A laugh at that.] I am quite fond of kisses and I enjoy physical intimacy. It’s nice here and there.

[Wriothesley also wasn’t opposed to being much more than a transaction. He had experienced sex as transactional before, and while his experiences are slowly changing his opinion of how he approaches it, he still isn’t bothered by the prospect.]

Though, I wouldn’t be opposed to a drink. The bar has some pretty good drinks and having company makes them all the much better.

[lieabilities]

Please, call me Kleken.

[ And ignore the tentacle in the back recording this information down for future reference. ]

[softstoneheart]

Good question. Maybe there's a reason they can't play. That's worth investigating.

No prob. And I don't need anything else, except maybe your time?

I know we're kinda in a hurry, but being on a beach like this isn't something I've ever gotten to enjoy.

[befehl]

( He's unsure why there's this bubbling heat of fear still left in him after facing all those crows. All those countless souls from the Oak Family seeking their revenge against him. Six's tongue rolling into his mouth again momentarily distracts him, and Sunday takes the cue of him leaning against his hands to keep on tugging on his ears, and scratching down the back of his head. Every gasp is heady between them and he pulls away, nodding, as they're already on their way back to the bed.

It is truly a dream with every step taken, lit across his cheeks while he swallows down the knot curling inside his throat. Everything about this is unreal, and soon they will forget all this once they wake, right?

Part of him doesn't want to, though. Why forget the unforgettable?

He lands on his back on the bed and guides Six's face lose to him again, watching that singular eye peeking from the broken side of the mask. Heat pulses everywhere as he slides a hand around his nape again to pull him to his lips. He doesn't feel particularly strongly about kissing him, but he finds that it's better to keep himself distracted of his cock tight in those trunks. )

[hatefuldays]

[ Nice and slow, measured and considerate. Giving each other all the time they need to be comfortable with each other's bodies.

*Hyun-ae's been good for long enough. The desperate, primal mating urge demands she escalate.

In response to Weiss's open question, two fingers trace down from Weiss's scar, ultimately sliding under her panties to find their destination between her legs. ]

[massochism]

Really. Is it that surprising?

[He doesn't think he looks the type to have experience in this—he's wrong, granted. Anyway, Baptiste leads him to the beach chair, warm and scenic.]

Ah, I could just—

[drape his clothes over himself??? But the other is already shrugging the robe off and tossing it to him, dashing off long before he can finish the statement.

This is most definitely an unusual meeting, goodness. Shaking his head, Olivine slips out of his clothes, eyes darting to the surroundings because he still can't imagine just... being naked in front of a ton of people. Luckily it seems there aren't so many, at least right now, so he won't end up squirming too much before settling into the chair and situating the robe over his hips.

It still feels a little embarrassing, sitting on this beach chair with his piercings on full display, gold chains interspersed with green and pale yellow gems decorating the expanse of a well-muscled torso... waiting for a man Olivine abruptly realises he doesn't even know the name of. And with that thought, he does find himself quietly wondering at the showman's plan.]

[schmisse]

I'm not that much of a beach person. My home was in the tundras.

[ So right now? It is exceptionally hot... The resort didn't have to emulate the weather either! But here they are... ]

I'd really rather stay in the shade with an iced cold drink, if you don't mind.

[ While watching Topaz, if she wants her company! ]

[dreamunchained]

[Inevitably Firefly's legs spread wider, insofar as the couch would allow, malleable under Stelle's touch and letting herself just enjoy the moment and not think too hard about it, just letting herself feel. After all, if this was a dream, what did it really matter what they did? She really liked Stelle... wasn't this a natural sort of conclusion to that sort of thing? Maybe she'd just wake up in the morning and this would all be a very vivid, very wet dream...

Stelle gets exactly what she wants as she mouths and nibbles at Firefly's neck, a gasp and a whine escaping her as it proves to be a particularly sensitive spot for her. Her head tilts back and to the side, allowing her more room, lips remaining parted as she lets out an unsteady huff of breath. If not for the fact that her bathing suit was designed with wetness in mind, Stelle surely would've been able to feel just how incredibly wet she had started to become by now, the unfamiliar but tantalizing grind of her hips down against her much more than she was ever used to.

And she wanted to feel more.

Carefully, Firefly's fingers reach out to play with the band of Stelle's swimshorts and dip ever so slightly past the elastic, almost as if stopping to ask for permission before she proceeded, even though she surely didn't need it at this point.]

[silicone]

[ the slowly rubbing together doesn't last very long. instead, eiden pauses, lifting his hips and using a hand to brace himself upright a moment, sitting back on his hips. ]

... I know you wouldn't stop me... but I'd also be willing to just lay here too if that's what you really want.

[ he does begin to slide downwards, though. his whole body actually, gripping olivine's hips and pushing himself downwards to be cradled between his thighs as he then frames the swell of olivine's cock with both his hands and leans in to press a kiss to it, still-clothed of course. he nuzzles against one of his thighs, letting his lips drag over the soft skin there with a gentle hum. ]

But something tells me you want to go all the way... and save the cuddling for later.

[crestsidestory]

[ Recognition follows right on the heels of her question as her eyes widen with surprise beneath the mask and absorb him. No mask could keep her from knowing his blue-sky eyes or the bearded jaw she has found herself petting more and more often or the soft precision of his accent. He is one person the House didn't need to place in her path today -- they would have met regardless -- but the fact that he has been wrapped so exquisitely and delivered to her is by far the nicest thing their captors have ever done.

For a moment her lips are at visible risk of crooking into a too welcoming smile, too fond, but she maintains the game for just a bit longer. ]

I was not expecting a gift. [ Slowly, her watch all but forgotten, she crosses one leg over the other. He looks entirely touchable and would be an effortless fit on an emperor's arm. ] But I do find you agreeable.

[ She points one slender finger up, making a twirling motion. ]

Turn around for me. All the way.

if you die we die together because of the cuteness from weiss

[theidlemaiden]

[ Hilda would be willing to give the beach another shot after this. But there can't be any creepy birdmen in sight. The weird mermaids can stay. At the rate things are going though she might very well just be a poolside girl. It would be a big shame not to wear cute swimsuits after all.

Her gaze snaps up from the sunglasses, widening a little in surprise. ]

You'd really do that? I was just going to see if there were any sandals that were left on the beach and take those. I definitely don't want you to have to walk around in bare feet if you don't have to.

[ Hilda's smile warms. ]

But I wouldn't say no to a kiss. Especially from someone as pretty as you.

[emyoji]

[ Seimei smiles at Bakugo's spark of anger. It's funny, talking to this modern, enlightened young man who doesn't believe in foolish things like ghosts and spirits when he's talking to one, but that's how most people are these days for Seimei too. They may or may not notice him, a phantom in the scientific eye, but sometimes when he manages to talk to people, he gets to enjoy reactions like this. Bakugo is so lively! ]

Oh, it's definitely a building. But even buildings can carry the energy and thoughts that get put into them. Eventually they accumulate so much that they fill up the space and become an entity all on their own.

[ He grins, enjoying the way Bakugo huffs at him. Something about his short temper is actually fun. ]

Isn't that how places become haunted?

[massochism]

I don't know if my dorm room will have much of interest, really... but I suppose it's probably better than my favorite place, at this time of day.

[laughing softly, the priest steps forward, pausing only briefly at Sunday's words. The shift of approach isn't missed, and he... very nearly apologises for causing it.]

Thank you. I suppose I am a little out of sorts. Some of it is the memory bubble, but there's also the fact that the last I was here... I was investigating a cult. [alone, originally.] But that would be in an underground area, so it's not like we should stumble on it going this way.

[It's not a lie, but does dismiss all the other things he could be bothered by here. Really, he's not sure if he would rather end up down there anyway or not, either. As they reach the dorm hall, he speaks again. It's not too much further to his room, though it's hard to tell.]

How are you feeling? I've noticed some... lingering discomforts since we awoke here.

[a product of the damned House, no doubt.]

[crestsidestory]

[ That's something else they happen to agree on. She isn't known for hedonism but why in the world should they purchase drinks they can't enjoy?

But it occurs to her a moment later that perhaps the easiest leap for someone that was just facing her army a few hours ago to make is to the assumption that she bears some personal ill will here and now.

On the way to the bar she shakes her head. ]

Sylvain and I have not interacted much but we arrived on the same day. [ And just how intensely awkward those two meetings were she will keep to herself. ] Lorenz was here once, though we never truly talked. Hubert was here and then abruptly was not. I still try to send him a message occasionally but there is no answer. Linhardt was also here briefly. There is no indication that anyone has found a way out, and I have seen no evidence at all that anyone has ever played this game and won.

[ Hubert, of all people, would never have discovered a way out and kept it from her. ]

[massochism]

I do want to lay with you...

[but he's so enamored as Eiden moves, slipping down his body until he's settled neatly between thick thighs. Fingers curl around the shape of his cock and he whines as that kiss makes him twitch. It's followed by lips against muscle, and the priest shivers as his gaze focuses down past his chest, fingers threading into soft hair.]

... I also always want to go all the way. I've missed you so much, Eiden... I want to drink you in completely, and cuddle when we're done. If you let me, I'll keep you here all day.

[snakelace]

[ Of course he can’t stop trembling the closer Kleken gets, that breath of his tickling at his skin, catching him hook, line, and sinker… ]

…No, I suppose not.

[ He’d argue that everything wrong here has to do with Kleken, but it’s not like he’s been forced into it.

Actually, he’s more than a little concerned how excited he’s getting over this. Over tentacles. Perhaps it helps to put a face to them—even if that face is only mildly more attractive than Osial’s.

He tries to reach for said face to cup a cheek— ]

I—I would certainly hope this isn’t all—

[silicone]

[ eiden is nosy, but he also is pretty used to people who want to play things close to the chest. it's fine - who is he anyways besides just some guy? he offers him an easy, faint smile.

truth be told, he's got next to no shame when it comes to this place. it's highly implied that everyone is playing the house's game in some way or another. at the very least, there's a comfortable set up behind some denser decorative tropical plants and some silks providing just a little extra shade, there's even a very comfortable lounge there, and a pitcher of something icy cold with glasses. ]

Come on now... have a seat. Get comfortable.

[ratratrat]

[Cold digits press into the warm skin stretched over Baptiste's neck. Is he hot due to the flush of alcohol? Does he run warm? Or is this the regular heat of a living, human body being lent an extra thrill by the knowledge that his teeth would soon be sinking into it?

Charlie's lips part - his fangs are not yet bared, but there's no mistaking his countenance as anything but hungry.] The neck you say, the neck it is.

[He'd maintained flawless eye-contact with this entertainer all night, but now Charlie's gaze is locked on the swell of artery beneath his touch. He leans forward, other hand coming to the Baptiste's thigh for purchase. His grip on his neck tightens - less a lover's grasp and more a threat.

With his head tucked under the man's jaw, Charlie's mouth opens wider and fangs protrude. There's no breath against skin before his teeth prick into flesh and draw blood. What wells up from the wound is a taste he immediately recognizes.

Charlie's lips tremble. Delicious.

This is the blood of an angry man, sweetened by the tang of alcohol. Charlie's tongue presses against the puncture, lapping the vitae eagerly. His shoulders sag, hunger's edge draining. His indulgence continues until there's a buzz between his eyes.

Charlie draws away, but does not smooth the wound closed. Instead, he quickly licks the red from his lips. Whatever this guy had been drinking laces Charlie's system now. When he leans back, it's obvious he's feeling its effects.]

How's that?

[ratratrat]

[This guy just readily admits he uses people! Charlie laughs, though he quickly covers his mouth and waves the man on. He doesn't want to interrupt...]

Alright, so- [Charlie's hand departs his own glass, mimicking the man's idle motion by tapping a knuckle clad in silken fabric. Odd taste, indeed.

His finger curls, remaining near but no longer touching.]

So what do you look for in a connection.

[ratratrat]

[Charlie wouldn't know the difference between a path directly to a cabin and an errant beach stroll, but he does know the difference in a man's intentions. It's no bother that Seimei seems not to care too much about finding their destination, but Charlie does turn a bit of his attention towards the cabanas that line the beach's higher shore.

They'll need something eventually.

For the moment, though, he's content to lean into the arm around his shoulders. Casual physicality is more than welcome! He brings up the hand between them, clasping his companion on the bicep for a moment before speech demands his hand's augmentation.]

I don't know what you're talkin about. I just reminded them they're on a beach, they're underpaid, they're tired - it'd be nice to take a swim! [Charlie doesn't actually think he's going to convince Seimei nothing supernatural happened, but it's a habit to play coy.]

You're sweet though, worryin if I'm tired. I made you a promise, and we're gonna see that through. Tired or not!

Not that I mind detours on the way. [Referring to, you know... how they're both lost already.]