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

[blastedass]

[great. this place just keeps getting better and better. he'll decide for himself how much he's willing to fight against this place's erotic encouragements. will he capitulate after seeing enough force or will he smash himself bloody against the wall in resistance until there's no choice left but to go along with it? ... you know, at one point in his life, the idea of of "fuck or die" passed through his mind in a hypothetical situation. never thought it'd actually become a reality. dammit.

he'll kick your ass, lazy lion.]

Tch! I'll make my own damn decisions. I don't care what they push. [so long as he's the one that chooses for himself in the end. bakugo tilts his head to the side, cracking his neck once or twice, before lowering his arms.] Asides from sex, what else can you do in this shithole?

[blastedass]

[makoto's question about "started" makes bakugou pause. for a moment, he's hoping it's nothing more than confusion. but that hope gets a hole punched in it when the guy starts to talk again. fuck! he was banking on the six months being the kick off point for the first wave of kidnapped people! glowering, the blonde has to listen to the reality there were other guests even before them.]

So this place has been kidnapping people since who knows how fucking long?!

[dammit! so much for trying to pinpoint a piece of time as investigation. he goes for the next part, grasping at what straws show up in the conversation.]

What'd he get for winning?

[if this game really is that important, enough for there to be a damn "winner" in the first place, that prize must be something good. he heard from someone before that the prize is a "wish" of sorts, but that's fucking bullshit, right? that or it comes with a hell-load of caveats. something to keep whatever's running this place in the advantageous position.]

Them? [he follows makoto's indication, then bristles instantly at the sheer mention of those gull-headed freaks.] Hell no! [he'll try his luck with the hotel staff before approaching one of those damn birds again! bakugou's already blown up three flocks of their feathered felons.] Tch, has anyone been converted into a staff member?

[probably the only other logical conclusion.]

[blastedass]

Of course I know! It's not ancient history!

[Yet. Bakugo bristles instantly at the surprise. Sheesh, even if his world's more advanced with the addition of Quirks, they haven't lost their roots as Japanese society! This guy seems really interested in the archaic... Tokoyami would like him.]

There's a difference between a thing gaining sentience and a spirit lingering around some damn place!

[Which of these is the source of whatever the House is? That's the big question. If it's the latter, maybe they can exorcise it or something. Which sounds stupid even to say it in his head. If it's the former, then they can beat the shit out of it until the damn thing gives up and lets them go. A better option in his mind.]

[lieabilities]

[ Kleken won't tell. ]

[ He will merely share the word of our savior TentacleKink with Baizhu so that he might accept the way of the tentacle. ]

Wonderful.

[ The word is breathed against his skin and followed by another soft kiss to his palm that begins a trail up his wrist. One that's mimicked by the tentacle that slides itself under Baizhu's open shirt, running up along the curve of his back and between his shoulder blades. Helpfully so, of course, and certainly not so the man needs to arch against Kleken. ]

[keyeju]

[ Maybe that's the difference between someone who has been alone his whole life verses someone who did not experience that until her late teens. Though Narumi found plenty of agitation in being here in the first place, Ashiro being here with him is also something that aggravates him, though for a very different reason.

He doesn't need or want the comfort of company from someone from JAKDF, because any other officer that's here with him means that's one less person currently defending Japan from Kaiju threats. He's acting nonchalant here, but it is something that simmers in the back of his mind at all times.

He can at least play the part of proper the captain now. He studies her for a moment, before shrugging his shoulders and launching into everything he knows about their situation here. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ Somehow, he doubts the answer is something that simple, given the screwy nature of this place. But also, he doesn't even want to start thinking about what the answer actually might be, so. ]

Yeah. Sure. Let's go.

[ Said as he turns on heel, sand gritting beneath the sold of his slides, gesturing for Atsushi to follow alongside him as he starts trudging down the length of the beach.

Though -- Atsushi might note that, despite the time spent in the shade, Fuuta still looks awfully flushed and sweaty. Even more than before, actually? There's the distinct blush of heat in his cheeks, his breaths coming a little hoarse past parted lips, and his posture is weirdly a little hunched even as he starts leading the way. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ He doesn't really get it.

Of course he doesn't, and it's not for lack of trying, not just that the punch of alcohol settling over his brain like a heavy blanket is dulling his thoughts. It's more that what Dabi says is too far beyond his understanding of reality for him to truly understand what position Dabi must be coming from. Burning almost to death and returning, clinging to life just for the sake of snuffing yourself back out again? (Though ... he understands a tiny bit, on some level, he supposes. The allure of death. It's not like he hadn't harbored those own thoughts himself, when the relentless flood of accusatory whispers back in Milgram had been at their worst.)

Fuuta is silent for a long moment as he struggles, really struggles and really tries, to understand the emotions that fuel Dabi's words. He needs to grasp them, he thinks -- wants to understand them, to almost make them his, because that's what feels right.

But in the end what leaves his lips is a plain -- ]

But you're here now. You're not dead right now. [ 'I already died,' Dabi had said. But those words lose a little bit of their weight when Fuuta can lean in close and feel the warmth of his body like this. ] And if ... if you really don't have that much time left ... [ His voice wobbles a little as he says it. It's a frightening thought to vocalize, that Dabi might have to die before long, whatever the cause. That he's going to lose Dabi. ] ... wouldn't you want to get what you can out of that time.

[ It's here that the alcohol really pulls its weight. Because while Fuuta's sentiments are genuine and rooted in his true feelings, he's never been the type to be good at communicating his intentions in any clear way. It's purely the drink and its influence driving him to shift how he sits, tucking himself even closer up against Dabi's side -- turning so he can wrap his arms around Dabi's waist, tugging close up against him in an embrace, face buried in his shoulder. And it's in that position that he muffles his words quietly into the very real, very tangible warmth of his presence: ]

I jus' don't want you to die. S'not like I can stop you, but ... it wouldn't be right for you to just disappear like that.

[pyrolyzed]

[ It's not even that he really wants Haruka to be here. -- actually, he knows for a fact that Haruka doesn't belong in a place like this, it just wouldn't be right. Setting aside his age, his mentality and his attitude would have meant him ending up here would be like throwing him to the wolves. But even so ... he hadn't been able to help feeling a tiny, tiny spark of relief at seeing a familiar face here, at having someone here who'd be able to confirm that he hadn't cooked up the entire miserable experience of Milgram in his head as some sort of sick fever dream.

And Aak had fed that spark, deliberately, even knowing he'd be the one to squelch it afterwards.

Unable to even find the proper words to give his anger shape, Fuuta just seethes at Aak for a moment, gaze wild and breaths coming in furious huffs. Then -- ]

Of course I'm mad at them, too. But you still fucked up.

[ There's no further warning before Fuuta tightens his grip on Aak's shirtfront and starts dragging him across the sand; Fuuta is barely any better than Aak when it comes to being twiggy and relatively weak, but fueled by indignation and anger, he can muster just enough strength to accomplish the task. Not to mention, he doesn't need to drag Aak far -- just to the water, so he can chuck him bodily into the next wave that comes crashing in. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ Oh, that makes his stomach do an unpleasant little flip. Because, like — it’s not like he really believes this girl can just pull information about him out of thin air? That’s … unfair? It’s be too much, wouldn’t it?

But on the off chance this isn’t just some insane bluff she’s trying to pull — what might she be able to find out about him?

Sitting as close as they are, Mona must be able to feel the way Fuuta gives an uncomfortable little squirm, gaze briefly averted. ]

You know that’s a violation of privacy, right. Just prying into people’s personal information like that … [ A low grumble before he looks to her properly again. ] And yeah, obviously. Out with it already.

[blastedass]

I'm not going to blow up, you idiot! [Not again at least... fuck. This isn't the best kind of day to happen after fucking heart surgery. But he's handling it. This damn hotel probably helped in some regards as well, considering the damage he would've arrived here with otherwise. Bakugo pulls another face at Esikko's "attractive" persistence.] They have shit taste then.

[Yeah, there's an undeniable truth that the guy's offering more help than hindrance, even if it comes in waves that rankle his patience. Trying to get more information out of him without stepping on another erotic landmine is a chore; he doesn't wanna see Esikko's cheeky ass smile before the guy drops another lewd bomb in his lap!]

Tch. They really went all in on the casino aspect. [Couldn't have been hanafuda cards suits, huh. Bakugo glances at his Watch, though his eyes flick across his hand and arm as if he might be able to spot some secret symbol appearing somewhere.] What if I skip the check in?

[Can't throw him into the game if he's never considered a "guest" in the first place! HA! ... Though considering he already woke up here and they treated him as a "guest" when he came out of the room, it's little more than a growling question of ego than a real protest. Bakugo doesn't ask about the rank, since some games treat the lower cards as the high cards and vice versa. The Ace is sometimes the all-powerful best, and sometimes nothing more than a measly one.]

Collect cards? [All of a sudden, a lot of things fall into place regarding the game and half of it abruptly ignites a challenge he can see... while the other half twists his stomach in pure revulsion at the potential requirements. FUCK!! Seriously?! That's what they're reduced to?! FOR A SHITTY LITTLE GAME?!] Dammit! I'm gonna wish this fucking place never existed!

[Right. Cause that'll work.]

[emyoji]

Ah, I suppose you're right.

[ He says that like he just realized that. ]

Do you know any foxes? Maybe we can call for backup.

[ He continues to smile pleasantly, letting the poor cat stew in his new headgear. ]

I don't think any of us tried to come to the beach. The beach came to us. But that seems to be how this place behaves.

[emyoji]

[ Not ancient history. Bless him for being so generous! Seimei could argue that the old tales of youkai and magic were definitely ancient history, but he's not going to try to convince Bakugo of that. He feels appreciated in a way, acknowledged even if Bakugo doesn't realize he's doing it. ]

You're right. And there's always the possibility that living entities are responsible. Maybe an evil sorcerer? A dragon that captured us?

[ He's definitely not helping their case or making it sound any less stupid, and he's enjoying every minute of it. ]

But if that's the case, they haven't revealed the source of their power yet.

[schmisse]

[ It's like a mirror, except Weiss is small and has white hair. She follows *Hyun-ae's lead more or less, a push and pull of the crotch of the swimsuit so that her fingers can feel the other girl's wetness directly. ]

Mm...

[ Weiss pauses for a moment. It's just one finger, but it's still something to get used to. She's wet enough that it doesn't hurt and it should be a smooth entrance for *Hyun-ae, and it's then that she mimics the action. She slips her middle finger into *Hyun-ae's entrance after brushing against her folds once or twice. ]

It doesn't hurt, does it? It's probably better with two...

[schmisse]

That's not necessarily true! I'm not annoying!

[ Does she annoy Winter? Oh god... If so, Winter hasn't said anything. That's enough of a confirmation, right? ]

Whitley's annoying, though.

[ But it's not like Weiss is/was the best older sister to him, either. ]

[schmisse]

[ Another time, were this not a dream, Weiss would have said something about she wouldn't want to have sex on the beach. Right now though, she slips back just a little from where she's sat so that there's space for her hands to reach between their legs, to help him out. Specifically what he has between his legs. The whole point of this. ]

Give it.

[ His dick, she means, because she wants to wrap it around her hand and get him hard. Weiss normally likes to take it nice and slow, but with her suit fully activated, it's like she's a different person. Not fancy, not a good girl, not the kind that her family would be proud of. :')

She doesn't say anything about how it's easy to forget in this place. She does understand what he means to some extent, but as somebody who hates being told what to do, she refuses to forget. To just let go and give into what the House wants from them. She isn't going to be like those people who have given up their humanity in place of being here and just having sex and committing debauchery. ]

[emyoji]

[ He smiles, touched by that suggestion. It's rare for anyone to feel the need to protect the world's most renowned (and most annoying) onmyouji, and even if Weiss doesn't know him, she doesn't owe him anything.

So he probably shouldn't let her get caught in one of the creatures from his dreams. Being chased around by monsters from his nightmares really isn't a good way to repay her kindness. It's better to flee. ]

Then, allow me to carry the princess to some place more comfortable?

[ They should be able to control this dream space, right? If it's being influenced by their own dreams and thoughts, maybe they can intentionally make a shelter away from the shadows lurking out on the water. He hopes, anyway. Seimei scoops Weiss up into his arms, fully intending on carrying her away from the vague manifestation of his anxiety. ]

Are you not cold, Princess?

[belheir]

[! He's learning so much about her... Like the fact that not only does she have an older sister, she also has a brother! Younger, by the sounds of it.]

Siblings are a different kind of annoying. I bet you were, but in a way she probably still loves you for.

[That's just how it is!!! Surely.]

Though maybe it's just because technically I'm an only child who had an older sibling foisted upon him.

me making up stupid things like "there are just random banging rooms"

[abyssmade]

[ Childe finds Basch attractive, too, all on his own. He doesn't know the man's past, but he had good balance even tied up. If nothing else, he must work out, but he's also felt Basch's hands — hands with calluses one gets from swordplay. Takes one to know one and all that. Childe uses all manner of weapons, but he's made it his business to know when people are good in a fight, largely because he wants to fight anyone worthwhile. Fighters are attractive to him in more ways than one.

But for now, his urge to fight is overwritten entirely by other more primal urges.

Childe's room is also kind of far, the Jack suite entirely worth it, but…right now they might not actually make it there. He's not looking for another encounter in one of the elevators just now, either.

He drums his fingers on the bar, a mix between thoughtful and just fidgeting.

He turns his face into Basch's hand, opening his mouth enough to catch those knuckles with his teeth. He doesn't bite down. He doesn't even stay there; it's just a brush of teeth against skin, a tease and not a warning. ]

Open room sounds good to me.

[ He's done the changing room thing before, too, whoops. If they can just find a room, that's good enough. Luckily, this place does just have rooms to fuck in. It's part of the resort's charm(?) or something.

Childe pushes himself to his feet and reaches to pull Basch with him. ]

I'd hate to wear out your patience early, so we better go.

[ He says this, but he really doesn't care that much if they end up against a wall or over a table or really anywhere. As long as he keeps Basch's attention, what does it matter where they go? ]

[brothergoblin]

[ The look Tyler shoots the older man almost bumps up against abject exasperation, as though he can barely believe what he's hearing as a suggestion. He's not a prude but he definitely doesn't have the confidence to stride up to a bunch of strangers naked and question the nature of their reality.

Or maybe that's exactly what he should be doing. Either way he doesn't look remotely impressed, even if he is kind of curious whether the other man would contemplate doing that himself. Probably could tell a lot about a person based on their answer to that hypothetical scenario. ]

I don't know what kind of a place you're from but walking up to somebody naked uninvited isn't how we do things where I'm from.

[ Nudist beaches are a thing that exist, sure. But Tyler is from Alaska. If the cold didn't get you, the mosquitoes would. ]

That's how you get the cops called on you.

[notscar]

[ good news, it's technically not death!!! probably. also he could smash himself into a person instead of a wall and he'd actually be fine here... just like leona. ]

Eh, there's an arcade. Gardens. Library. Gym. Unfortunately they're all kinda followin' the general concept of the place. Some things are normal but then you'll see what isn't.

[ and it's not hard to imagine those kinds of twisted alterations to what could be a normal, family friendly vacation resort that turns it into the golden peacock. alas. it's not a true vacation, but it could be a much worse hell instead. ]

And there's no avoidin' it. It all comes back to sex. Even buyin' things around here cost ya chips. Gotta play to pay.

[ instead of vice versa. crazy. ]

[snakelace]

[ It’s a shame he doesn’t have any lube to go further with Eiden’s ass, but that’s a thought for another time—

And there will be another time, when there are so many parts of him he’s still eager to explore. But with the way Eiden’s working at both their cocks he can already feel that coil of pleasure within him winding up, ready to spring at any moment as Eiden muffles his attempt to warn him with yet another kiss—hot and wet and dizzying—

He can only moan through the kiss as he comes, legs wrapping around Eiden as he arches into that hand and both hands scrabble for purchase at Eiden’s flanks, leaving marks that he'll regret later, his entire body wound up tight in such an embarrassingly brief moment, but he doesn’t care—he doesn’t care if it’s just the drink or the scavenger hunt, because in the end he’s drowning in those warm brown eyes and he doesn’t want to let go. ]

[snakelace]

[ Accepting sure is one way of putting it… ]

Kle…ken…

[ It comes out almost like a scolding as, distracted by Kleken’s kisses, he’s unable to put his guard up on time before the cold shock of a tentacle running across his skin does get him to gasp and arch against Kleken, his expression one of utter bewilderment.

He’s not ready for this.

He sure hopes Kleken can’t hear how hard his heart is pounding, feel how badly he’s trembling from that utterly alien and somehow not unpleasant sensation… ]

[silicone]

[ when your body makes it's own lube because you have essence, but you are too into everything to explain it. it's actually very fine. this is maybe not the best place for something like that. (is it the best place for something like this? maybe. eiden just sighs gently in response to the moan, squeezing with a warm hand as baizhu comes between the both of them. eiden isn't far off after, feeling the hands raking down at his sides.

it feels heavenly, between the heat and a beautiful-no-longer-quite-stranger, the cool taste dying on his tongue in exchange for something warm and natural, spit and slickness. the scavenger hunt is long lost, instead in favor of riding his own orgasm out. he can normally hold out longer than this, likes to do so, but instead releases himself not longer after, his own orgasm twisting through him pleasantly as he lets one of his hands linger and tug at baizhu's loose hair, letting him press warm, wet kisses down his throat as he rocks into him, rutting and writhing between his legs - ]

Hah... just like that... like that... easy... come on...

[ as he draws the last of his release out, he bites his lower lip, teases at it with his teeth before nuzzling into his jaw. ]

There you go...

[catmemes]

[ It takes a second for that to register before Kai's eyes snap over to him with a look that's half knowing, half confusion. There's no one else in listening range, who exactly does Seimei think he's fooling? He stares a bit longer, taking in that impenetrable smile before letting out a huff. ]

I'll keep a lookout for any. [ Tone all mildly baffled wryness, unsure but clearly willing to play along for the moment. Apparently the sense that he's a constant step behind isn't going anywhere, so Kai is just going to have to get used to it.

Not that the confusion is abating any with the rest of it. ]

Does it? Did everyone just suddenly find themselves here?

[schmisse]

[ As uncertain and unsure as Weiss was upon "waking up", she doesn't feel that restless now. Seimei might be the one anxious in this case, but he's taking care of her so well, even carrying her!

Her spade tattoo darkens even more, closer to black than a light shade of grey, as time passes. Him calling her "Princess" does not help in making that colour lighter. In fact, it feeds it. She does love praise. She does love feeling special... And even checking in on her, asking if she's not cold...

There's snow around, but the further away from the beach they walk, the less of it there is on the ground. ]

Not really, no. I'm feeling kind of hot, actually.

[ So she can't wait for there to be a roof over their heads. She can't wait to be in a safer place because there's something else she'd rather do. They can figure out where they are later; getting rid of this heat is far more important in her suit-influenced mind. ]