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

ugh migraines got me this week

[bardische]

[ The low sound he makes is equal parts surprise and arousal. Baptiste is not shy. Domineering, even. Basch may have initiated, but he feels claimed, pushed to prove himself.

He's desperate to do so. Teeth on his lip are met with a tongue pressing back to Baptiste's, rolling hips greeted with a firm, almost bruising grip to the other's ass. He moans again at the hand in his hair. The order is welcome, because otherwise he might just mount the other here, or beg to be mounted, but the idea of a den is enough to set him yearning.

Baptiste's words are redundant; Basch shifted to hold him the second those legs started coming up, but he's still breathless at it, pleased to be relied on, eager to stay close, to keep any other potential mates at bay.

He steps forward, but his thoughts reel as Baptiste kisses and nips at his neck, his eyelids fluttering and his arousal pulsing wantingly against the other's form. He hazily casts his gaze, searching for a destination, but it's not long before he turns his own head, pulling the other's lobe into his mouth, grazing with teeth before nipping down his neck, walking all the while.

He's taking den literally. There's place near the water where rocky caves and grottos offer some privacy, and right now, that's exactly what he wants. ]

super rude, and then migraines. next week, do better!!!

[bardische]

[ Basch, for his part, probably would fight them, push them off as quickly as possible though because his interest is entirely on Childe.

He grunts is agreement, pleased not to wait, pleased the other is so interested. He pulls the tie keeping the front of the tend open so that the fabric tumbles down, but it's the last concern for privacy he can muster. He wants to make Childe yell and moan, and sets straight to rummaging through the drawers for lubricant. It doesn't take long, compliments of the resort's main priority. ]

Strip, and then brace yourself.

[ He begins to do the same, eyes hungrily on Childe as he does. ]

[rebrandedwarlock]

[OOC: He does! It's not left burning unless he's around.]

My, you never know, as a wildcard. You could end up a King or a Two... and even from a Two you can become anything. Just as a King is always capable of a fall, those who fight for themselves are always capable of a rise.

[Sherwood chatters on as they make it to his room. He has very specific views on mobility and earning one's status, whether that being keeping what was granted or working up from the lowest points.

A real bootstrapper, this guy, but he also believes strongly in usurping those who don't deserve their power. Charlie can gather this from how he speaks along the way to that high up floor.

A floor that is very elegant and well appointed, so when there is just a room... without a door at all... it really sticks out. He does not explain this, there is just no door on his room as a breezes into a strikingly medieval looking space, tailored to his liking.

Thoughtlessly, he does not welcome Charlie in, in case that matters. It would matter to a vampire like Vaughan in his own world, but only if Sherwood bothered to have a door.]

[armwriostle]

Ah, I wouldn't say the beaches I'm used to are tropical. That kind of weather isn't really what Fontaine has. Fontaine does experience clear seasons though. People also enjoy the beaches during the Summer, but I wouldn't recommend going to one during the Winter. It can get quite chilly. [Says the man who had to routinely go into the waters around the Fortress to check its exteriors during the colder times. It wasn't something he did foolishly though. Not when Sigewinne would easily keep him confined to his bed if he did something particularly stupid.]

I'm used to it being chillier. Even with heating systems, parts of the Fortress can be on the colder side being made of metal and under the ocean. The factory zone can get quite hot and humid from all the machinery though. [He also rarely goes onto the factory floor other than inspections, mostly staying in his office.

He chuckles as he keeps his cool hands against Sylvain's face. He's happy to give the other a bit of a reprieve from the hot weather.]

Mm, what kind of show are you thinking of that'll be good for me? I'll keep it in mind if I ever decide to go into that business. [He absolutely will not.]

I'M SORRYYYY

[expereiment]

Oh?

There's nothing about the beach I'm interested in regarding research right now. I've already completed most of my research of the beach.

But I haven't seen you around before, meaning you have samples I haven't had yet.

What do you say to a voluntary extraction? My hands on guy.

GOMEN NESAIIII

[expereiment]

[rei watched that entire spectacle with the most bored ass look on his face. sorry baptiste, your circus tricks won't impress this slutty scientist! it is surely an impressive feat, but rei is just generally not interested in impressive feats that don't have to do with science.

but the unimpressed looks forms into an interested one as baptiste continues on. is this a temperature kink reference? or is this someone who doesn't know magic and has something interesting to show rei regarding fire?

because things like magic card tricks apparently need special permits in klein... i'll assume things like magic card tricks amaze the minds of everyone in klein.]

Oh? Now that I'm interested in. All right. What do you want to do to those birds?

[theidlemaiden]

[ It may come as a shock to hear but tender words like that usually elicited a flush of embarrassment from her. Just because she knows it doesn't mean that it makes it any easier to hear from someone so handsome in between her thighs. But her usual reaction is lost - along with the time look of adoration at the sight of his strong, sculpted body and the way he visibly wanted her - amidst the sensation of his mouth against her entrance and the feeling of his fingers inside of her.

They earn a sharp gasp from her trembling lips as she tightens around him. She squirms in his touch, hips reflexively bucking up against his palm and his mouth chasing pleasure. A whine escapes her next, wordlessly pleading for her lover to continue. The harder and faster he goes, the more he stirs the lust and desire for him. ]

Basch - Goddess, please -

[ She tries to keep her eyes on him, as if he might be a figment of a dream that could disappear should she close them. But with a flick of his tongue against her sensitive nub and a curved thrust of his fingers it sends her reeling and shuddering, head arching back into the mattress as her hands tangle in his hair to keep him there. ]

[armwriostle]

[He'll get plenty of things in the near future. Kleken merely needs to be patient for it to eventually fall in their lap.

Wriothesley taps his chin in thought before smiling.]

What is this? The third time right? Third's time a charm is a saying, no? Perhaps you'll get your lucky break now. [Wriothesley doesn't know what will happen. Clorinde had also shown up for a third time. He was pretty sure it was either people got checked in soon after or ended up similarly to Kleken and Clorinde apparently.

It was hard to gauge the whims of the resort.] What do you want to happen?

[massochism]

Yes... I did find that the tail was quite troublesome with clothes in general.

[he takes the offered hand, though it isn't really necessary. the assistance is appreciated after all, and when he's standing, it's easy to brush off any loose grass that might have settled on him.

at the question, he hums softly, cheeks dusting slightly at some memory. BOY HOWDY did he have takoyaki before.]

Ah—I've had takoyaki before. It was quite tasty... I don't think I know what yakitori is, though. That could be a fun thing to try.

[massochism]

Nothing particularly specific, no. Ah—actually, if it isn't troublesome, could you tell me about where you're from? You look very unique, Mr. Kleken.

[it's the ears more than the nigh zombie-white, but that's not making him less curious either. unfortunately for Olivine, explaining Aurorians is almost as hard as explaining Klein's essence bullshit.]

[snakelace]

[ Good thing Kleken doesn’t know about his healing ability— ]

…You should have started with that first.

[ A kiss, that is, although in the grand scheme of things he doubts that would help. Kleken doesn’t strike him as the type of person to soothe, and he’s more than likely to scare him off the tentacles than to get him to come around to them.

…Then again, they do feel abnormally good. What a terrible conundrum.

But despite doubting that anything good will come of letting go of that tentacle, he does so anyway—mostly because he’s really no match for Kleken or his tentacles in terms of strength, and he knows he must brace himself for whatever comes next— ]

[holeinwall]

[ She might not like it? Sounds sus. He can't be allowed to disparage the future Queen Throat Goat! ]

I retract my request! [ Well, it was more like a demand, but... ] I can't trust you! Not when you decided to pick! up! an innocent! girl!

[ Did he like how she punctuated that with tiny bops? Tiny useless bops. God, is he made of adamantium? Maybe she needs to be asking him for workout tips? Actually, no. That might be an excuse for him to make "Swoleika" her superhero name. Awful, so awful. You're terrible at this, Ragna!

On the bright side, slipping further down his backside has made most of her kicking cease. Her ponytail's dragging through the sand now, and finding a good angle to whack him isn't so easy anymore. Also, uh, she's afraid any extra movement is going to make other parts of her pop out. ]

If I get arrested, so what! I'll just bribe the beach cops! And...!

[ Is he--? No way. He's laughing?! If this was his method to finally disarm her, it's doing a great job. She's too shocked to be annoyed at him or yell at him for assuming the laughter's directed at her. This is about the time he drops her and runs off to laugh his way through a killing spree, isn't it? Perhaps she should think hard on how to proceed from here, as she'd prefer not to be his first victim. ]

Well...I guess I can show you my skills some other time. You're lucky!

[ Though she'd reconsider if she knew he was sneaking a peek at her cheeks. Not that it's easy to look away from them. All the kicking and flailing has her already short shorts disappearing into the cracky abyss. So uncomfy... ]

Put me down on the count of three, then! One, two...

[ Three! As one final act of revenge, she jerks up, then uses the momentum to slam down both of her palms flat against his butt. Now she's the one laughing her ass off. You butt-er believe she wasn't going to let him get away with treating her like a giant doll! ]

[moonlightbeast]

[The wink actually makes Atsushi smile.]

How about we go over there by one of those bungalows? We might find a nice spot there.

[And if they take the picture first, then Childe can join Atsushi in the sand and Atsushi can bite him there.]

[moonlightbeast]

[Hmm. That's pretty concerning. Atsushi follows after Fuuta, but speaks up while doing so.]

Are you alright? You don't look so good.

[It's in his nature to fret anyway, so he doesn't notice how the anxiety that's creeping up on him is stronger than normal. But he's feeling a strong urge to protect Fuuta like he's something precious, so he will jog for a few steps to catch up with Fuuta and walk alongside him.]

[bardische]

[ There are a lot of words he doesn't quite follow, but that's alright. It's nice to just talk. Or listen, really. ]

Would you step back from that responsibility, given the chance?

[ When he came here, his own answer would have been no, but now he isn't as sure. ]

[armwriostle]

No. [The answer comes immediately. No hesitation.] There are people who rely on me and it would be irresponsible of me and unfair to them to vacate. [Wriothesley was a man bound by the responsibilities he chose to take on at the end of the day.

Though, the longer he's here, the more that it gets complicated.]

NO WORRIES LOL <3

[ratratrat]

[Charlie's sure he could bullshit something about the beach to snag the guy's interest - but like he said, he likes doing easy things.

He's been offered a simple task.]

Yeah? You want to watch that? I'm not sure any body else does, so give me a minute. [Muffled footsteps through the sand get cut off by the end of the message.

Another comes through.] Now, while I get settled here, what exactly do you have to study about watchin my uh... extraction?

[belialedge]

[ With a firm squeeze, Ragna securely helps Olivine up. It's more of the gesture than anything else, how he was finally lending a hand for others. ]

Oh! Well, that's essentially grilled chicken skewers. Usually glazed in some nice sauce. C'mon. My treat.

[lieabilities]

[ The particulars of Aurorians is certainly troublesome, but luckily for them both, Kleken has a much simpler explanation to satisfy the earnest curiosity Olivine has for him. ]

That would be because I come from the deepest ocean in my homeland.

[ Lying his face off. ]

[ratratrat]

[Acrid liquor soon supplants the lingering taste of vitae exchanged between their mouths. Charlie idly misses the tepid taste, as alcohol's sugar-rot makes the back of his throat twinge in disgust.

With every discomfort, he leans farther forward into his partner. He digs his tongue deeper into his mouth, worries lip between his teeth, and squeezes his side more harshly. Resolutely indulging, Charlie banishes any hitch in his fun without care for the bruises he leaves in his wake.

Until the man's humanity is impossible to ignore. He can feel Baptiste lagging, responses to his affection delayed and leaden. With a twitch of his lip, Charlie reaches up to grab the jaw of his entertainment, pushing him back.]

You're gettin' tired, aren't you? [The space between them is once again, too cold. All of the warmth left in Charlie's mouth vanishes as he speaks. His gaze rakes over Baptiste's features, scrutinizing how his jaw has slackened and his posture has dipped heavily. He derives no satisfaction from outlasting the man - Charlie looks disappointed.

He lets go of Baptiste's face and twists in his stool to stand. Though they're clearly done with any physicality, there's a nagging buzz in his head that won't let him send Baptiste away.] Want me to walk you to your room?

[molotovmoustache]

[A pierced tongue greets him, and Baptiste has to wonder just how wild the man before him is underneath a prim façade. From nipple piercings to such an indulgent reaction to... this?

Baptiste smiles against the kiss. His tongue eager to greet the hardware he finds embedded in the tongue that had been bold enough to emerge. His own eyes close as his teeth graze Olivine's tongue. A gentle click of metal against enamel as Baptiste is gentle with his initial attentions towards that tongue piercing. He'd never encountered someone with one - so he tests the waters of what physicality it can take.

As his tongue presses forward to trace along Olivine's teeth, Baptiste's hand raises to brush some of the still-cool whipped cream away from the bud of the other man's nipple. A soft graze of warmth to overtake the sticky cool that had rested there before. The chilled metal under his finger brings him pause.

Before the pad of this thumb runs over it. An motion that gives the slightest tug to the chains interconnected with the jewelry he toys with...

Then he pauses. Breaking the entanglement of tongues to look gaze at the smaller man sprawled before him.]

Should I help you clean up? [Innocent words are laced with an impure intent. Playful. Cheeky. Yet undeniably salacious - even in the perspective of strangers who have yet to exchange names.]

[lieabilities]

I see. I'll bear that in mind.

[ If Baizhu was going to insist on being treated like a delicate lover, rather than someone looking for some tentacled fun, far be it from Kleken to decline. It doesn't seem as if Baizhu were the type to mistake such affections either, given the man's standoffishness even in the middle of their activities and so. ]

[ Well he did ask for it. ]

A simpler start then.

[ Once released, the tentacle is quick to slip back and away- as are nearly all of the tentacles that had been hovering around the two and in the room. Until all that's left are Kleken and Baizhu and a singular tentacle that remains draped over the conman's shoulder, swaying lazily in its spot. And now Baizhu has to deal with a Kleken who has bowed his head to focus his attention on his nipples with soft kisses, and rolling pinches of his fingers and a dragging tongue that are all most certainly a form of apology and not him being rude and teasing and tentacle-denying. ]

[ratratrat]

[OOC: good to know - Charlie's likely to scramble away in fear if there's any significant fire. Candles are ok he'll just be like 💦]

[There's nothing to disagree with in Sherwood's outlook - Charlie's well aware how people can rise just as easily as they can fall from those same heights. The difference between them is where they see risk - Charlie sees and edge where Sherwood sees security.

He lets Sherwood steer the conversation instead of commenting, a mental note of his partner's distaste for 'undeserved power' tucked away.

Arriving at his room, the lack of a door is only the first of many oddities. The resort's luxury is reminiscent if not more technologically impressive of what he's lived back home. This is entirely foreign.

Rather than assume this guy's obsessed with the medieval, Charlie gives the elder a glance.] Guess you're older than you look, huh? [With a chuckle he enters, not one of his kind barred by the requirement for an invitation.

Once inside, he breaks away, turning slowly to look over the foyer.] Gonna give me the tour?

[blastedass]

[Bakugo scowls at Esikko's lack of comment. What? Couldn't do it? There are other ways to kick ass that don't involve physically slamming a foot into a butt. Whatever. That's not his problem. If someone tries trapping him anywhere, they're going to regret it. One day, he'll make this damn hotel regret ever thinking about kidnapping him! ... Today's not that day though.

One person watching two others? His teeth set against each other and his brows furrow in irritation; Esikko's comment means physical interaction is probably at least somewhat required. Voyeurism on your own probably won't cut it. That eliminates movies, recording, probably even sexting and dirty video calls. Maybe once or twice to get away with it, but not continual avoidance.]

I'M NOT AFRAID!! Get that through your head, dammit! [He's pissed off! (Maybe a little nervous, but hell if he'll say it.) Being intimate with someone he just met is fucking weird!] Who the fuck just jerks off in front of some stranger?

[Esikko's stepping out of "stranger" territory, and the answer to that question's pretty obvious. BUT STILL-!! Bakugo kicks open the door to his room and stomps in.]

[loosestrifes]

( So much insecurity. That's what this has to be, right? Esikko considers it as he trails behind him, a casual pace that's not too urgent, that doesn't give away his perverse enjoyment. Plenty else does, though, like the small smile that has been on his face for some time now, or the light way he seems to walk, carefree and quietly pleased. )

Well, I believe there's a name for that sort of person.

( Teasing, again, he braces himself for the potential yell of a response. )

Would you prefer to do it in front of a friend? Some would argue that's even worse. Well, it hardly matters, in the end— you'll become less and less shy, from here on out. ♪

( He slows his feet to a stop once they're inside the bedroom, eyes sliding from the bed back to Bakugo. )

You know, if it's truly so foreign to you, I could always take the lead. ( :) Could always leave it in his hands, literally. )