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

[philancer]

Wri, I'm always picking on you. This shouldn't be a new feeling for you.

[ He's just snickering as he nudges the other man's shoulder.

But at least he's easily distracted by the shiny trinket, leaning closer to examine it, now that Wriothesley's drawn attention to it. ]

Wait, this is actually yours from home? They let you keep it?

[ He's not touching the godhood thing. Nope. Nothing good can come of delusions of godhood. Gods are a pain in the ass anyway. ]

[blastedass]

[the meta's making innuendoes again. what a hard problem to deal with.]

They can't make everything perverted! People are gonna get fucking sick of it and avoid it!

[bakugo throws both arms out in exasperation, gesturing around at the entire place. even if they try, can't people somehow find things that aren't saturated in erotic display? fuck, they might just MAKE something that's not a pervert! he'll have to find something that won't stick out like a dick in his face. this place is gonna drive him up the wall.]

No, I mean-! [his face darkens in an angry flush before he jerks his eyes to the side, scowling at the question. saving himself. well... he's not answering that! it doesn't matter here.] I mean can you at least GET to know someone before you have to fuck?!

[blastedass]

[he's not fool. dabi lets himself get grabbed and hauled forward. does he really think taunting him is the best idea right now?! this bastard's got information, a way to make this entire situation just a little bit easier, and he's gonna choose to make it more difficult for no fucking reason! running his damn mouth about helping, doing favors, mocking a lead on that he's going to be of some shitty assistance. every nerve in his body is screaming to splatter this guy all over the beach! red eyes narrow as dabi's teal irises roll so far around in his head, it looks like he's taking in everything in the world except for the guy yelling at him. what a complete prick! he sacked those damn birds on him and knew it! he would've been okay following him, begrudgingly accepting the help, but now that's own the window. betrayal's a shit experience.

that scoff answers with a grit of material, fingers tightening hard in that flowery shirt of his. dabi offered it to him. would it be "acceptance" to rip it clean off his body? nope! his blood runs fast in his veins, nerves and muscles tense as he still pays rapt attention to the man even in his anger. one spark of blue is all the villain needs to ignite. it's one of the reasons his hand flutters on dabi's shirt when those still-clear fingers reach his waist-bound robe.

he wouldn't dar- FUCK YOU, DABI!!

instantly his hand flashes from the villain's shirt down to the robe. WHAMP! and fists the burning sections, smothering the flames before they have more than a second to consume the material. it gets his hand off dabi at least, leaving him growling and snarling at the guy. but not touching. he neither wants to end up a smoldering nude nor have his privates burned. bastard. sometime in the future, expect him to blow up something of yours, dammit!]

Then you need to stop pissing me off! [but fine! he's backing the fuck off. in that he's not grabbing dabi's shirt anymore. a quick jerk of his hand breaks his wrist out of the man's hand. tch! wretch.] Finish your damn drink.

[he doesn't trust dabi's instructions. probably just gonna route him to some pervert's room or another seagull flock.]

[armwriostle]

[Wriothesley doesn't seem too bothered, merely giving the other an easy smile.]

Of course then. There's no need for me to take up more of your time than necessary. [If all the other wants from him is an unfinished drink, then he wasn't about to make it anymore difficult for them. It seems that the other seemed a bit on guard with him, and he's observant enough to see the other making a firm decision as to where they currently stand.]

Let's go then? It just so happens that I had intended to get a drink, so you're in luck.

[armwriostle]

Mm. I can imagine. I live in a time of peace, so I can only imagine what it is like to be rallied under one banner. [Though, he can understand it on smaller scales, he still imagines extravagant tales do a lot to incite others.]

I don't actually interact very heavily with the populace nor do I commonly walk the streets with everyone. [Wriothesley was very comfortable staying deep under the water.] Still, Fontaine's Archon is more of a celebrity than anything. She is well loved amongst her people. She oversees trials and, from what I know, was a wonderful performer when it comes to the performing arts.

[He imagines such words might sound preposterous to someone who wasn't familiar to the idea.] In that regard, while she held authority over all of Fontaine, she also lived a day-to-day life like the rest of us.

[belialedge]

[ Kicking sand up with each step he takes, he takes his partner's cue as if they'd been doing this for a long time. ]

Right!

[ An easy catch for Ragna, the volleyball hitting the backs of his forearms as he aims it towards Yu so he can set him up. And oh...oh shit is about to get real out of the freaking blue right now. Because that first roll is an 18. A black and crimson aura envelopes Ragna's body as a chill washes over the shoreline, rendering the feathers and skin of the crowd ruffled and riddled with goosebumps. Was it even possible for seagulls to sweat?

Because that's exactly what is happening should Yu set Ragna up for the imminent spike (a spike that rolled fucking 20 help HELP WHAT IS HAPPENING) ]

HERE IT COMES, SHITHAWKS!!

[armwriostle]

[Wriothesley is definitely the type of confidence that is built upon by someone who worked hard to gain it. It was deserved too, with the lengths he had gone to get there.

Of course, that somehow makes it worst. Fuuta definitely finds him more annoying than charming, which probably only makes the boxer more amused than anything. He can really see why Fuuta gets bullied a little bit. He wants to tease the smaller man, and he's really doing his best not to.

So instead, he just rests his chin on his hand as he watches Fuuta stomp off, decidedly staying even if he has no reason to actually agree. An eyebrow raises as they come back and shoves one of the skewers in his face.

Oh dear. Fuuta is missing vital information and that vital information is that Wriothesley is a man who thrives off challenges and isn't one to back down from one. He has too much of a competitive spirit and if they were presenting this as a challenge, then he was going to agree no matter what. Which is to say, he would have eaten it before the smaller man challenged him. Now, he's just obligated.

He plucks the skewer out of Fuuta's hand with a laugh.] If you insist. I hope you're more than prepared for whatever comes next then. [It's the only bit of warning he gets before he starts to tug the chunks of rabbit off the skewer with sharp canines; chewing on the tender morsels of meat before swallowing.]

[divineforesight]

[Having witnessed Stelle's amazing feats on the Xianzhou, he might have had pretty high expectations. Jing Yuan feels pride swell in him when she responds as enthusiastically as any Cloud Knight, and on reflex he curls his free hand behind his back— a classic military pose.

His head tilts down as she crouches.

His head tilts up as she jumps.

It's truly a sight to behold.

Or it would have been, if she actually made it far into that flip, instead of nearly getting a traumatic brain injury from that attempt.

Jing Yuan unfortunately can't hold in the laugh, but he at least steps forward help pull her into a sitting position again and check for bruises.]

Maybe a backflip would have been more successful.

[schmisse]

No, it's too late! [ SNIFF. Is she tearing up? Yeah. ] I already know what you really think of me. Big idiot!

[ And then he calls her wonderful, even holding her face and smooshing it. Now she is stuck. The kiss shuts her up too, taking away any faux frustration and annoyance she has with him for calling her annoying, even if he wasn't serious about it. ]

...

[ What does a tsundere do in this case? Nothing. She stares. And stares. And stares. A humming noise comes out of her like a whirring machine. It is equivalent to some grumbling. ]

[flashfirefist]

[In spite of being stubborn himself, Enji often wishes others weren't so stubborn, which is the case here. There's absolutely nothing to be gained from fighting against the powerful currents. Yes, he'd done it before he'd realized the scope of the situation, but he's not about to do it again.]

We will—

[He breaks off as Gen jumps in, pursing his lips. He isn't out of firepower, and he was earnest when he'd conveyed his intention of staying and monitoring Gen's situation. Who knows, maybe he will make it back to shore without incident. As dubious as Enji is, he never wants people to be in mortal peril.

He remains hovering overhead, watchful.]

[loosestrifes]

( An allergy to kidnapped people... It's interesting, how endearing that is. How he's never been around the sort of late teen attitude that Bakugo radiates, never had the friends, never had acquaintances who would dare to call him anything other than a title or some full name. Maybe that's what makes it so appealing, to stay in his company? That he's not afraid to say (or yell, really) just about anything. That he's so stubborn, so aggressive, but that he's clearly still so shy. Too shy to commit to much of anything without constant pestering, too shy to agree to anything in public, too shy to admit to wanting or needing help at all.

Esikko smiles to himself, again, as he pushes against the sand to stand. We, he said, after all— and that means his offer was accepted. )

Sure. ( Easy, agreeable, he gives a calm response, folding his arms behind his back once he can fall into step beside him. )

One of those cute little, what was it, "bungalows?" Is that where you've been temporarily assigned?

[belheir]

[When he pulls away, he doesn't go very far from her, instead letting himself still hover only centimeters away from her face, watching her eyes very seriously as she tears up.

Not once does he think she's seriously about this, thankfully. That being said, it also doesn't stop him from kissing her again. And again. And again, several times, each of them chaste as she grumblewhines at him.]

Better?

[theidlemaiden]

[ For once she’s glad that her curiosity hadn’t gotten the better of her. It was all harmless in theory. She enjoyed speaking to people and getting to know someone happened through a combination of talking and spending time with them.

But she feels like she’s teetering on the brink of her own breakdown. It hasn’t been that long ago since several tears had slipped out despite herself. And it hadn’t been the first time she’d cried that day either. If she’s wisened up to the fact that it might have something to do with the drink, it may not matter at the end of the night because the feelings still had to come from somewhere.

So really, her question is as much for him as it is for her. And when he agrees, she feels the heaviness in her heart lighten just a touch. Hilda wastes no time getting up and making her way across the circle of light to sit beside him. A part of her expects him to leave it at that. But then he’s taking his tank top off and offering it to her. With it off she catches the black ink that adorns his back, but with the dim light it’s not so much a priority at the moment.

Offering him an appreciative smile that seems to melt away some of the gloom. It disappears beneath the tank top as she slips it on, popping her arms out briefly modeling it for him. Being seated, it practically engulfs her knees. ]

How does it look?

[belialedge]

[ Why does he get the feeling that this guy may bite, but there's an awful lot of barking going on right now? Meaning that when he asks about what wielding darkness does for him...Ragna isn't as apprehensive about "sharing with the class" as one may think. It's not like he's unveiling secrets of HOW the Azure Grimoire works or weaknesses or anything like that. ]

Augments my attacks, saps the life outta people. Shit like that.

Explosive sweat?! [ He's not even alarmed. That's just...out there. And bizarre. But he doesn't voice that last part aloud. ] Lemme guess. A "Quirk" is what you'd call a superpower back home?

[armwriostle]

[Wriothesley snorts a little at that.] Sure, why not. [He had no reason not to talk with Kleken. If the man might one day become a guest, then it might be best if they were familiar with some of the things that were to come.

He hooks his arm with Kleken's so they can stroll across the beach together. Part of it was just that Wriothesley was a naturally tactile person, but it also meant that the lifeguards would think twice about approaching the tentacle'd man.

As they walk, he goes over events that had transpired the last few months. The predator and prey event in March to the following spring festivities in April. The strange happenings of May that involved the Clubs suit to vie for power.] You really did miss out on quite a bit. [Somehow, he gets the feeling that Kleken would have thrived being a predator to all the hapless diamond rabbits.

Himself included.]

[crestsidestory]

[ His last statement is a minor seismic event in her mind, heat rising directly into her face. Of course they should explore. Especially since an anonymous sex club is not likely to become a spot she regularly visits. This is a perfect opportunity.

But now she feels more conscious of what she's doing. He has suggested something practical that normally she might suggest herself and instead she's preoccupied with his company and how best to enjoy it, location aside, preferably in close ongoing contact. Perhaps they should explore first and then lounge together, before she gets comfortable. ]

I agree. We'll investigate before we leave.

[ Because at the moment her hand is in his and he just reminded her that he is, apparently, her gift and the couch seems full of promise. If she can't indulge herself on her birthday in a place where she can do nothing about the situation at home she may be as hopelessly rigid as some people think. Lounging first, exploration second.

At the couch she slips out of her shoes, letting him take a seat first, and then sits sideways beside him, both legs draped across his lap. ]

My watch claims it is in anonymous mode. [ Lounging and exploration, in a way. A small compromise. ] I assume this is a feature of the club.

[schmisse]

Right. Let's go.

[ That was quick! Weiss isn't susceptible to brain freezes (probably because she is also an ice queen) so she mimics the action, downing the rest of her drink in one go.

That means she gets tipsy a lot quicker, but... it's fine. They're just going for a swim (dangerous)! It's not like there are any monsters here. ]

It's been a while since I went swimming, but it shouldn't be so bad.

[ Up to her feet she gets, taking Nami's hand before they call on the bartender again. Okay, Nami. Do your thing! ]

[schmisse]

You don't know how many people I'm trying to get to call me just Weiss instead of Miss Schnee, so... Weiss is fine, I promise.

[ Schnee is totally different from Miss Schnee, but still! It's the same to her. While she won't be offended, she does like her first name more. ]

Was I supposed to call you Kirijo?

[ Steve works fast! Weiss isn't really impressed when there's nothing noteworthy about it- it's his job, after all! Still, she does whisper a quick "thanks" to him before he goes on to take the rest of the orders of the other people. Weiss gestures to one of the tables nearby so that they can walk over and take a seat there. ]

[icequeenly]

Weiss it is then.

[ It's still strange to her, calling something else by their first name immediately. But she's well aware that it's the norm in some countries even in her world. When in Rome... Etc. ]

Where I come from formality would usually dictate as much. However, I'm getting used to being addressed by my first name these days. Don't worry.

[ She too offers Steve a quick word of thanks, smiling graciously before she and Weiss move to take a seat at the table. She gives their skewers a rather dubious look, although she can't deny that the barbecue smell is appetising. Especially after a lot of swimming earlier in the day. ]

I hope I'm not about to embarrass myself on our first meeting. [ They have more than enough napkins at least! ]

Bon appétit. [ Cautiously holding the skewer in her hand, she takes probably the most cautious, dainty bite imaginable, chewing thoughtfully. It certainly taste good, even if the method of serving it is odd to her. ]

[befehl]

( Fatigue has been a constant pulse on the back of his mind ever since he awakened within the silent dream. It knocks and tugs in the back of his mind like a taunting force which he struggles to keep at bay. There is no more dangerous place than one’s own mind, and Sunday’s is particularly treacherous even to himself.

He can never escape his weakness. )

I take no offense to your desires, it’s important we convey these emotions to prevent the House from winning.

( Yet the the issue is the House always wins, and it already has. The more Sunday ventures this place with him, losing his thoughts between the hallways and Olivine’s gentle voice, he squeezes his hand. He’s honest, so Sunday also lays down his thoughts. They don’t come easy. )

I don’t feel dizzy, but rather heavy and fatigued.


I’ve felt tired the moment I arrived.

( Not the House’s fault. This man hasn’t experienced actual rest in who knows how long. Yet this fatigue might just be the House pushing him to an edge. )

We should not be obliged to participate. These indecent… Hmph.

I haven’t started hallucinating yet, so we may have time. This academy is truly beautiful, though. I appreciate your patience, Olivine.

[izanagis]

[... Oh. Wait. Has he made it sound worse than it was? It was meant to be a joke, but maybe he took it too far. Yu pauses and shakes his head.]

It-- wasn't as bad as it sounds.

[There's actually some fondness in his tone when he goes on about this. Inaba has become like home to him, much more than Tokyo ever was, and the Dojima family...really did become his family. There's something nostalgic about thinking back on it like this.]

My parents went abroad for a year, and they had me stay with my uncle while they were gone. The room they put me up in had been used for storage.

[Oh, boy, he really does miss them a lot, doesn't he. It comes out very consciously at moments like this.]

no rush!

[dianxie]

Ah, don't listen to him.

[ It's sweet but also a source of constant fluster when Xie Lian hears the lovely things Hua Cheng has been saying about him. ]

Everyone knows we are married, it's not something we need to spread around anymore.

[snakelace]

You feel…wonderful…

[ He laughs, his chest heaving with it where Eiden’s palm rests like a lingering patch of sun. If the floral displays surrounding them look a little bigger, a lot more swollen, well…

In all honesty, Baizhu’s far too distracted with Eiden to notice, or even care. He only smiles back, lazy, catlike, his fingers skittering down Eiden’s spine even as his mind starts racing with the possibility of studying his essence. Klein has so many intriguing mysteries, and its people may yet hold the answer to certain burning questions of his, after all…

But for now, he opts to snuggle, pressing as closely as he can against Eiden for some warmth. He vaguely recalls that they’d come here to do something important, but the scavenger hunt is far from his mind right now. There’s only Eiden and his warmth and the way their heartbeats seem to meld together, close as they are.

And for now, it’s enough. More than enough. ]

[virtuesignal]

Exactly why I'm not doing it.

[He rolls his shoulders, lazily groaning as if he considered actually getting up, but decided against it. This place... makes him feel sluggish. How far from home is he? He'd gone halfway across the damn world and not felt this disconnected from the Commonwealth...

His hair is finally bundled up his way, allowing Tyler full roam of the cabana and at least some of the porch where Concord is sat. He looks to where he tossed his own, mostly useless robe and bundles it up in a fist, before lifting it Tyler's way,]

Take mine. Doesn't fit me, but might cover you enough to be decent-like.

[bleakdecember]

[Akechi has always enjoyed his privacy, and the privacy of having someone alone with him, but this feels different. Theoretically, anyone could dip down and show up. And yet right now they are alone in the serenity of these depths.

On impulse, Akechi reaches out to catch Yusuke's face. He cups the artist's cheeks, contemplating the way his blue hair floats underwater.

And then Akechi simply kisses him.]