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

[softstoneheart]

I might have read about something like that in a data bank before...

My best guess is that opting out of Golden Peacock's activities and turning to stone are related, but I've got no proof for now.

[softstoneheart]

[ The answer raises more question, but they're still innocent. And since he's being fairly forthcoming, she'll just keep asking. ]

Is there a reason why you're unique? What are the others like?

[molotovmoustache]

[Aak resorts to a flavor of school yard bullying that Baptiste is familiar with. Familiar, but usually it was Baptiste who was tugging at someone's pigtails and calling them a try-hard.

Now, as fate would have it, he was the nerd with homework. The smug grin is met with a chuckle. A dismissive shake of the head.

And then? A pause. Aak captures Baptiste's curiosity once again as he leans closer. Uncertainty rests at his brow.]

Some things you leave to chance for fun. Other things? If you leave them to chance, you're a fool. [Baptiste may have been clown-adjacent but...] How can I ever ante up if I don't know the first place to look?

[The communicator on Baptiste's wrist? Right now, it is nothing but a fancy, confusing timepiece that has coerced him into lewd challenges.]

( cw: more bloodplay, descriptions of gut-fucking and bodily injury. )

[tohell]

If you like that, you'd get a real kick out of what else I can do. [ The monster holding his companion at bay with little but a clutch of his hand studies Charlie; interest razor-sharp in how his captive struggles with being pinned in place. As J watches, a clash of contradictory emotions unfolds directly in front of his eyes, ringing clear as day with every tight clench of the wiry man's jaw or anxious flick of a swollen tongue drawn over teeth. There's a sense of satisfaction in making Charlie squirm, leaving him torn between conflicting desires, but even better is the moment when J can supply the one thing the vampire is craving: himself. ] Things you can't even begin to imagine.

I could spread myself open for you and take it deep inside, right here. [ The grip that had previously acted as a restraint finally relents. In exchange for losing his hold on the vampire's neck, J gathers up a hand that had left a bloody tableau splattered across the canvas of his body. Sliding it even lower, the demon paints a lurid picture with Charlie's blood-soaked fingers as J guides them to brush not over the heat building in his swimsuit but the naked skin just above. ]

Make it hot and wet enough to out-do this little spectacle tenfold. All I'd need are my fingers and this. [ Emphasis lands in time with a deliciously wet glide over Charlie's length, pumping fast and hard as his hand dedicates itself to ushering the vampire closer to that blissful peak of pleasure.

The description is vague enough to land as something abstract, not the grotesque mental imagery conveyed by an honest depiction, full of exposed viscera and ripped-open flesh. The more palatable approach is an intentional one. He's yet to suss out Charlie's limitations and has gleaned few preferences aside from the spillage of blood. 

Gut-fucking is on an entirely different level than that. ]

[malpwactice]

[He was hoping to have another thing to dangle above Baptiste's head (metaphorically, his height didn't allow for literalism). Instead, the guy brings up a good point. The gambling metaphor works although it takes a moment for Aak to figure out what the latter half means.]

[Like, he could pass along his room number, sure, but- the state of his room wasn't exactly good for company. It could turn off a visitor! Or, worse, a visitor could mess up all his ongoing experiments.]

Let's see... [Aak holds up his wrist and taps the Watch, bringing up a mess of holographic tabs. He starts flicking the old or unimportant ones away. Nestflix, Goldtris, candid (but not lewd) photos, they all go past until he finds the network application.]

[softstoneheart]

Sure, let's do that! We can cool off at the bar in the water.

[ being near the grill would get too hot, and she doesn't need more reminders of the excess bunnies being eaten. ]

Ahh, I recently went to a planet like that. Even if the weather is harsh, the ice and snow are really beautiful.

[extramortem]

( makoto just gives bakugou a strange look. did he miss the part where he said he’s a ghost? how’s he going to pin him to a wall?

then again. makoto has heard rumors of guests sleeping with him, so he’s probably more tangible than one might assume a ghost would be. even still, one can only really intimidate information out of someone when they have something to fear they can lose. it’s not like you could threaten someone beyond the coil of mortality with pain or death. or, well, you could, but it wasn’t going to be effective. makoto would know, because he’s tried (though with demons rather than ghosts).

no. he’s been trying a different tactic with J—it’s likely a longer game than bakugou has patience for, but it’s more in-line with his own traits and talents. ) I’m working on getting answers. ( probably not a very convincing thing to say when lounging on the beach, but he seems to believe it! ) I don’t think he’s the type of individual you can just strong-arm your way into getting your way with. He only works in trades. If you want something from him, you’d better start preparing something he’d find valuable.

( he’s not particularly concerned about lobbing this grenade because, regardless of how formidable bakugou might be, he knows there are people in this resort just as powerful if not more so. if they haven’t forced J to give them answers, he doubts bakugou will. that, and roost… )

The door moves. Every night. And it doesn’t really advertise itself. So you basically need to either get really lucky in stumbling across it or you need a way to find it reliably.

( which makoto happens to have. (: whether or not he would trade a use of it to bakugou, however… )

[molotovmoustache]

[Baptiste gears himself up for patience. Prepared to get a room number. Perhaps a way to send memos or mail...

Instead, this cat goes to town on his watch. A brilliant show of flickering lights and shapes and... photographs? Baptiste is quick to lean over the other - immediately poking a finger at one of the holographic tabs.]

Woah, woah, woah. What's that? Or that- Wait- [Another desperate point of his finger follows] What are you doing?

[molotovmoustache]

[The tangle of tongues and teeth resumes, undisturbed by any pesky inhibitions. Baptiste finds a comfortable rhythm. Twisting his tongue with Charlie's. Pressing for an inch anytime Charlie's tongue slipped over his teeth. Working his lips against the other's.

It is an affair of heat, stale blood, and spit. A heat of desperation that only continues to build. A flush of warmth radiates from Baptiste's skin - compounding into a simmering heat that Baptiste's body wanted only to indulge in.

Yet the grip on Charlie's jaw begins to falter. It loses its purchase, settling at Charlie's collar bone instead. His other hand readjusts for a familiar hold on the vampire's thigh. His ribs shift under Charlie's touch - though he doesn't break away from the vulnerable position.

Baptiste's mouth works to keep up with Charlie's fervor - yet an ache is beginning to build. A twitch of fatigue. His mouth lulls open as he pants between exchanges. However, he's too stubborn to stop. Brows are set, resolute, as if there was anything to win here. Instead, the only thing Baptiste would be winning was a guaranteed kink in his neck at the rate he was going.]

[malpwactice]

[He was used to this sort of thing, ironically, being filtered through the network. Seeing it in person definitely tickled him. The hologram fizzles a bit, assessing if this was a touch-instruction it should follow or not.]

Technological exposure therapy, my dude. [he chuckles. Oh, right, one second,]

[He lifts his wrist up, with the holograms unmoving, but, click. An image of Baptiste's culture shock recorded for posterity.]

To make a proper bet you've gotta understand the currency! [He twirls his finger in a gesture as the holographic photo joins the tabs.]

[armwriostle]

Are you asking that for me or are you asking that for yourself.

[The words are asked gently. He doesn't know what got Eiden to come back or how, but he doesn't doubt that there is something jarring about it for the other. This was as much of a reunion for Eiden as it was for him. The only difference seems to be who experienced the passing of time, but Wriothesley is aware enough to understand that there is something equally disturbing of finding out time had passed greatly from one's point of view.

He presses another chaste kiss to the other's face as he carries Eiden out of the water.]

[relater]

[ What a dire undercurrent, and yet it's not one that he finds out of place. Kizuna is sensitive to it even beneath the indistinct layer of static. ]

Oh, a few. I've been here a little while. [ Resting an elbow on the bar top and his chin in his hand, he uses his other hand to idly stir his drink with the little blackberry-crowned pick. ] There's good drinks and food. A quiet garden and a big library... or, if the shopping circuit is more your speed, there's plenty of that. And a healthy gossip circuit, if you know where to look.

[ Not ideal, no, to be kidnapped and spirited away to a place like this. But there are ways to make it seem less bleak. ]

[lieabilities]

[ That's just the kind of spirit scammers people like Kleken enjoy. ]

[ And surely he won't noticed the tentacles that have taken to resting themselves on Aak's free shoulder, weighted as if Kleken had placed a hand there to avoid notice. The audacity of the crimes they're committing right now. ]

Yes, it's quite kind of them to be mindful of my condition, though I do hope they're mindful enough not to simply toss me back into the abyss.

[ He fully expects to be tossed back into the pit by the end of it, but at least he's gotten time to enjoy his favorite type of locale while out. ]

[frosteel]

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: you cannot force me into anything. You won that kiss in fair combat.

[ And in the end, it’s not as though he actually minds kissing him, it’s just…those intimacy issues of his. What’s more terrifying than getting attached, even if it’s to a fellow warrior perfectly capable of defending himself?

Honestly, if they weren’t both in their swimsuits Lon’qu might’ve yanked Wriothesley forward by the collar. As it is, he forces himself to lean in, because his pride as a warrior is on the line here, dammit! ]

So I…I demand that you take it. Do you understand? I’m not letting you leave unless the rules of the bout are satisfied.

[ PLEASE while he still has the nerve to go through with this!!! ]

[snakelace]

I…I don’t…

[ He most definitely remembers the terms of their verbal “contract,” but he’s not in much shape to argue, is he? It’s not like he minds giving that up anyway, although Kleken might be disappointed that he’s not really as virile as, say, someone like Wriothesley.

But why think of another man when there are tentacles groping his ass now, Baizhu inadvertently squeezing on the tentacle in his grasp a little too hard before letting it go, trying not to think of how hot and heavy his breaths are, of how he’s pressing into Kleken as he rides out these terribly alien and actually kind of scary sensations.

Those tentacles that had attacked him in his suite before had been somewhat insubstantial in comparison—a mere facsimile of Osial, but Kleken…he might as well have been one of the old gods Morax had defeated thousands of years ago, risen again to take his vengeance…

Anyway, he’s going to start unbuttoning that absurd shirt Kleken has on, his hand shaky as he tries to focus on this one mundane task in the midst of gross slimy creatures feeling him up all over, the contrast of cool tentacles to his overheated skin nearly driving him out of his mind with want. ]

[molotovmoustache]

[The shape fizzles under Baptiste's touch yet there is no warmth. A play of blinking light and projection of color on his fingertips. He pulls his finger away, rubbing the tips of his fingers together as if to monitor if anything was left behind.

Not a trace. Surprises etches into his features, his mouth forming an 'o' as if he were looking for something to say.

Technological exposure therapy. One of his own had proposed similar things. The wonders of electricity and generators that allowed glittering, hanging lights around their midway. A staff that whirled to life and mimicked the intensity of the sun...

This little time-piece... The natural progression of it all-

The snapshot Aak captures is a mixture of bemuse and awe. It also pulls Baptiste back to the present as he sees a reflection of his surprise etched into the air before it was 'stored' away.

Quickly, Baptiste is pulling up his own device. Poking at it and attempting to mimic the wonders this tech-literate cat has. Bright flashes of tabs being scrolled way too quickly. The photo app is skipped over. Then he tries to wheel back. In the midst of his struggles, he glances over.]

While I'll never turn down the opportunity for a photograph - help an 'old man' out, then. What currency are you hoping to gamble with? Is it that I can find you through one of these little. windows?

[armwriostle]

Going to think of me on a lonely night, sweetness?

[His words are teasing.] You can always call on me whenever you want. No need to have to rely on memory when I'm right here for you. [Of course, one can't promise that they'll be here all the time. Not when it has been obvious that they could disappear at anytime and be powerless to prevent it.

Still, Wriothesley intends to be as reliable as possible.]

Didn't realize my cock left such an impression on you. What raving reviews of it. You're gonna make me blush if you keep that up. [His grip tightens a smidge as he licks his lips.] Only a maybe? How can you say that and not mean it? I'm a little hurt.

[Wriothesley smirks a little before suddenly forcing the smaller man down on his cock.] Haven't I been giving you exactly what you want?

[silicone]

[ ties this up with a bow so it'll be an even number also i had to respond with just: ]

Yes.

[ in meme terms: it's maybe for both of them.

eiden just gives one last laugh at the kiss to his face, basking in it with a little hum as he gets carried out of the water to dry off a little bit before his next venture. but in turn he leaves a soft kiss on the man's cheek, taking one last taste of salt for himself to keep close and remind himself he's awake again. ]

[silicone]

Among other things...

[ easy to say, full of warmth because he means it as he slides his hand upwards to cup the side of his jaw and kiss his lips once he's licked them, leaving a nip on the edge of the lower one and meeting his eyes. he can feel the grip tightening on him and he lets out a breath to relax himself in turn, knowing he's in good hands. ]

Clearly not that hurt—

[ which tapers off into an undignified yelp as he's forced right down onto him, taking him all in. the pitch shifts, a soft moan as he settles, feels the way wriothesley fills him up just right, his hands scrambling to hold onto him, splayed over his ribs, thumbing old scars. he looks at him with flushed surprise that shifts into a kind of lusty determination. ]

—God I missed your voice...

[ time was static for him, but the acute sense of the days gone by elicit need and want and desire to stay close. grinding down against him because two can play it this game, rolling his hips, eiden just returns the motion, like rocking waves on an ocean. ]

... Guess I'll have to see what it sounds like... [ another grind, steady ] ... when I make good on it. After all... you do give me everything I want... and need... [ a breath between his words each time, face flushed, essence flaring sharply as he devolves into sweet moaning words, fingers climbing up to stroke and grope at his chest, half for a hold, half to recall the feeling of it against his palms. ]

[armwriostle]

I believe if you were to travel around Teyvat, you'll find how each region functions is very different from even their neighboring areas. How the Archons decide to lead, if they do, is very different. [From the way Mondstadt functions without their Archon present to Inazuma's Shogun very much in charge of her nation.] I think we all have some criticisms about how things are ran, but she is well loved by her people.

[Furina truly was loved by Fontaine, he thinks.]

Both. I spend much of my time dealing with things that need my attention, but you can also say that I feel more at home there than in the overworld.

[bunk]

[ that bittersweet smile is one dan heng can relate to. it's the same feeling he shares when looking at this false sky, one tinged with longing. ]

... Does it remind you of home?

[ his curiosity is piqued -- while he is quite familiar with being surrounded by stars, he wouldn't say that the view is on he particularly recognizes. ]

[silicone]

So I've been told...

[ multiple times. he's going to have to really have a hard think about this later on whether he is flattered or concerned! for now, he's flattered, and a little too caught up in the grinding, helping him maintain rhythm with hands squeezing him firmly. he can feel that arousal pressing against his own, a gasp leaving him as for a moment they rut against each other and the heat of it all overwhelms him for a moment.

and then the balmy air hits his dick and his eyes roll upwards a little, lashes fluttering. ]

Oh... Well... by all means.

[ especially as it brushes the warm cleft of baptiste's ass, and he rubs in earnest now, keeping the man firmly pressed to him, his cock growing slick with pre, almost too profusely. eiden can feel his essence eating up the attention, warming him to his core and coalescing from all ends. bracing his heel, he gives baptiste a little sharp hip thrust, nudging him closer, the head of his cock pushing further to nestle in closely to his hole, to drag its wetness against him. ]

Wonder if this part of you is just as hot as the rest of you... should I find out?

[ using one hand to slide upwards, a slick, slow track up his chest to grab his chin and pull him down to kiss him on the mouth, a wet, hungry press of lips to lips, a tongue seeing entry once again. ]

[smokeandglasses]

[My. That's quite a lot to offer. Especially in a place designed to incite sexual desires in its inhabitants. Just the offer along makes the tips of Ali's ears go pink with realization.

But no, he can't just assume that's what Baptiste meant. They have just met after all, and even though they are getting along quite well, that doesn't mean there's any kind of sexual offer in those words. So he does a quick shake of his head to cast those thoughts out before giving a real answer.]

I...would like that, yes.

[He eases into a small smile.]

You're the first person in a while to find out I even have a tattoo, so that speaks well to how much we get along already.

it's peacock of course there are. also hi, i did not realize my bad hotel internet ate my reply

[bardische]

[ His eyelids flutter at the prick of teeth against his knuckles, and the temptation to just take Childe here swells.

But the desire to have him to himself is larger. And finding a room to fuck in is never a risk here. And -- if they don't make it that far, well, there were worse things.

Childe beats him to reaching for him, and his grip locks around the other, gaze defiantly searching outward for anyone who would try to spirit Childe away. Let them try. Especially with it unclear who is leading who toward the cabanas not far from the bar. ]

Shall I bend you over the table, or throw you on the sofa?

[ It's low, a growl, hunger deep in it, helping ease the aggravatingly endless walk to the tents. ]

[lieabilities]

[ At that he does smile a bit more in amusement, considering describing the appearances of his co-workers for only the briefest of moments before deciding that's far too much information about himself to reveal. ]

Not every person looks the same, do they? Think of Aurorians as the same. I am aware of a pair of brothers with quite dashing muzzles, for example, and a few women with charming horns. Of course, there are quite a number of people without such features as well who are also Aurorians.