TDM 04

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

[blastedass]

[Bakugo growls at the "assignment" claim. Yeah, yeah, he knows. Figures they wouldn't throw everyone at the bottom level; this place needs the 'competition' to instigate the activities they want to see. Manipulative bastards.]

Cause you're not a 10.

[Duh. Bakugo wants a kitchenette, dammit! He'd feel better preparing his own food rather than taking what this place offered.]

I'll make it work.

[tfy]

[He hmmphs.]

According to them! But what exactly do they know?

[This is a rhetorical question.

He drops some of the poutiness and returns to smiling when he hears Bakugo's last words.]

Then I won't worry about you too much.

Yeth plz

[redfeathers]

( Hawks knows the reason for the pair of chairs is for the two of them to be able to have their own space, but the more the seconds tick past, the more he aware of a strange thought of how close he wants to be close to Gladio. And Gladio might feel the way his hand flexes where it's resting on his shoulder whenever someone walks past and happens to look in their direction. He's never considered himself to be a possessive or jealous person, but he can't ignore the one that keeps sounding in his thoughts. The one telling him that Gladio is his, and everyone they pass should keep that in mind.

Gladio's voice, though, helps to ground him a bit, his head turning to blink at the other man as speaks. He even offers out his glass for the other to try as he nods in his own agreement. ) Yeah. I was hoping there wouldn't be more mysteries to this place, but that might have been wishful thinking on my part. ( And his optimism. As bad as all this is, he keeps reminding himself that it could be worse. A lot worse. But sitting here on Gladio's lap, getting to feel the warmth of him so close is nice. Comfortable.

The idea of cryo-sleep, though, earns a short laugh. )

Sounds like something out of a movie or comic book. ( But his own thoughts aren't much different from Gladio's in that regard. It could be true, and it wouldn't surprise him. But he hopes that isn't the case.

He nods, though, with a bright grin at the question. )

Yeah. Don't worry, I didn't forget you, Gladio-san~ I remember our time together in vivid detail~ ( As if to emphasize this, he leans his weight into the other man's chest, playfully nudging their foreheads together. )

[keyeju]

[ Narumi has never needed to undress anyone other than himself before, and it's really showing right now in just how little sensuality he's managing to put into his movements right now. Even when it comes to getting himself in and out of clothing, there's usually a frenetic energy about the whole thing, a rush to get suited up because there are monsters attacking, or a meeting someone is going to try to drag him to if he doesn't wake up and get going fast enough to avoid them.

Though while Fuuta probably does have every right to complain about what a piss poor job Narumi is doing with this, it doesn't stop him from giving the boy an exasperated look. It's just a little fabric; how bad can it possibly hurt?

Decently depending where it gets caught on and starts chafing, but he's not thinking about that right now as he sits back on the balls of his feet to let Fuuta finish the stripping. ]

If you're saying prove I'm not hard, then you got me there, but it's not you being hard that makes you look lame right now.

[ Saying that, Narumi moves to stand up on the bed. He's just as quick to tug down his own trunks as he was to try and get Fuuta's off, but having more familiarity with his own body makes this process a lot harder, and--

Wow, he wasn't kidding about being hard at all, though he doesn't look the slightest bit ashamed of it. ]

It's your desperation.

[ He says like sweat isn't beading at the back of his neck right now in need to pounce on Fuuta. It's a lot of pride still at play keeping him standing still, tall and proud (in more ways than one) right now. ]

[blastedass]

[That only gets a noise in agreement. They don't know any of them. Assigning a rank to someone who would agree with that rank is probably rare. Not that these bastards care...]

You've got better things to think about.

[Namely collecting information to get out of here and keeping himself safe in this place.]

I'll see you in a week.

[abyssmade]

[ to here ]

[molotovmoustache]

[A permit? Baptiste pauses as a smirk twitches at the side of his mouth. Positively incredulous, he speaks to the other as he begins to extinguish one of the torches the resort had provided for the beach.

Just as the fire hisses under the cap he's put on it, Baptiste hums.]

You can summon fire from your finger, but you're stuck in a bureaucratic hellscape if you want to do a little sleight of hand?

[Baptiste doesn't explain what he's doing. Instead he carries this conversation on with a tinge of nonchalance as he screws the top of the torch off to find the accelerant housed within.

Once he's found it, he opens the cannister and right before Rei's eyes pauses...

Sticks his finger into the fuel before pressing the fuel-coated finger to his tongue. He's testing the taste to see if he could figure out what 'family' this one belonged to. Different flammable liquids required a slight different approach, after all!]

[lieabilities]

[ His gaze flickers up at the huffed words, the smile spreading wider at the indignity clear on his face. Baizhu had him nailed down perfectly, a man who reveled in getting others to admit to their own desires before him, and the doctor was no exception to this. He was someone Kleken especially wanted to hear ask for it. ]

[ Just to be that bit more of an ass, he purposefully licks his lips before answering, his tongue brushing against the impatiently waiting head of the doctor's cock in the process. ]

Oh, that would be interesting. Then, shall I offer that everything I do to you, I do to myself as well?

[massochism]

[his fluster makes Olivine curious, but he has the wherewithal to not ask. if Ragna wanted to explain, he would. besides, as he speaks of Weiss, there's a familiar look on his face that pulls a smile to Olivine's. warm and contented, in a way that speaks volumes for how he feels about the heiress.]

I rather agree. She's been nothing but kind to me thus far.

[on the subject of food from home, Olivine considers for a moment.]

Well, we have many seafood dishes, of course. The coast is home to a number of flavourful options, and I've commonly seen things like crab cakes and buttered prawns, often served with noodles or bread and a side of tropical fruits. They're not always boldly flavoured, but there's a simple comfort to them, I feel.

[erbe]

[Rin is sure to egg him on as best she can. Positioning herself between his legs while holding the collection cup like if she were awaiting for an offering from him. Those bright blue eyes focus on his face as her smile refuses to fade, and she licks her lips to push him even more.]

On you, specifically? The way your expression scrunches up when you get close, how your cheeks almost get close to matching your hair, and with all that red? I like how your eyes stand out in contrast. When you give up on holding back you can be a little noisy, and to hear that is better than hearing you complain. If you call my name... it's even better.

[She's at a crossroads. A part of her wants to push his legs wide open and take him in her mouth. She wants to hear him squeak in surprise and groan when she fully envelops him in the warmth of her mouth. Now that Rin has described all the ways in which his desperate writhing captivates her, she wants to see more of it. To help him become completely undone. Yet she worries that maybe the shock will snap him out of whatever self-casted spell he convinced himself with to help her, so Rin refrains.]

[snakelace]

I…

[ He’s flustered and irritated enough. Being stunned into speechlessness at such an outrageous offer is too much. Kleken’s just…diabolical, and the merchant in him can appreciate that.

But…oooh, to be on the receiving end of such a horrible, tempting offer…

He stares down at Kleken, frowning with indecision, his body trembling, aching with need. Kleken would just slither away and leave him like this if he says the wrong thing, Baizhu’s sure. And whether or not that’s true doesn’t matter, because right now Kleken’s quickly cemented himself as being, well and truly, one of the worst.

But the seconds are ticking away and he finally relents, with one simple word— ]

Gently.

[belialedge]

Moni...ka...?

[ Her whimpering, panting state was the last thing he could see before the irresistible urge for slumber overwhelms him. Nodding his head, he fights it one more time. Two more times. But it's on the thrice nod that Ragna feels his head hit the cushioning of his lounge chair for good. Sure, he got a parting shot of Monika's ample chest heaving with emphasis while she struggles to stay awake, but he wouldn't be separated from her for long before those heavy lids of his awaken to the same ethereal looking sky. Wavy liens, beautiful pink clouds, and the sounds of the waves continuing to gently roll ashore in the distance. ]

Nngh...my body feels...so heavy. The hell's going on?

[ Only Ragna wasn't going to have the time allotted him to fully register that before another sensation surges through his very being. A familiar one that had the core of his chest positively thrumming with want and need. It doesn't hurt, but goes does it feel like his heart is being cinched so tight anyway, causing him to gasp for a moment until he's joined by the poet straddling those hips of his and rubbing herself flush against his hardened frame. Suddenly, lightheadedness makes him feel like he's swimming, his heightened senses honing in on the allure that was the girl he'd been thinking about before succumbing to sleep in the first place. The same girl who was invading his thoughts and turning them downright salacious before she was gliding her more curvy figure against his more rock-hard skin. The wash of her warm breath over his mouth urges him to lean up to want to just kiss her without fully understanding why.

But before he can get a chance to do that... ]

Hey—

[ SLAP! AND SUDDENLY. AT LEAST FOR THE NEXT COUPLE MOMENTS? HORNY GONE. CONFUSED ANGER BONER COMMENCE. It may be a dream, but that stings??? ]

What the SHIT, Monika?!

[ What a thing to bark back with when your hands were squarely on that ass, by the way, looking up into those green eyes of hers both befuddled and aroused. ]

[belialedge]

[ He would have asked how Olivine and Weiss met, but given the nature of this world and how a lot of encounters had a penchant of going, that might have been a little too personal. Still, he trusted the priest well and enough along with the huntress that he could only imagine that she was safe and comfortable around him too. He really was an outstanding man...and at least, in his eyes, too good for a place like this. He could be as secretly insatiable as he wanted, and that feeling about Olivine wouldn't change. ]

Hey, funny that you mention prawns, they're actually part of my favourite dish. It's called Tentama Udon.

[ Tearing another strip off his second skewer, another wave of contentment rolls through his body, the heat that spread from his chest earlier now sitting in the pit of his stomach in a way that might have come off more...curious if he were to loose a huff of air now. These weren't spicy by any sense of the word, but like many dishes at this resort? Keeping in nature of the casino, it's always a gamble whether or not something was going to be laced or not. ]

[tfy]

[Bakugo isn't wrong. He has his hands full worrying about himself, his partner, and the other idols from ES. And this is clearly someone who can take care of himself when it comes to physical threats.

As for emotional threats, well—no one's ever safe from those.]

Bye~ See you next week! ♪

[A week, he's found, can fly by surprisingly fast in this place. Even when he has no jobs to keep him occupied. He waves a hand in farewell and starts to walk off.]

[expereiment]

[he just stares at the little video on his holoscreen. there are very few things that surprise rei, but by god, this is one of them. is it... a medical condition? unfortunately the vampire in his world cums cum just the same as any other. how that makes sense in the vampireverse who knows... but it doesn't help clear things up in the slightest.

he just has to laugh in the end.]

Is that so? Huh. Is it a medical condition? Or something else?

[blastedass]

[Despite the gruff dismissal, Bakugo takes what Hiyori said and offered with silent appreciation. Having someone willing to tell him information about this place and answer his questions is something he'll pay back later, whether to Hiyori himself or to someone who needs the information. Definitely in less chipper terms...

Bakugo turns and takes his leave, hands moving to the pockets of his boardshorts. He's got some questions in mind, but will probably dwell on them and ask them at their next meeting. Right now, there's enough to think about.]

[lieabilities]

[ The downside to fooling around with a creature of whims is never knowing for sure which way those whims might just take them. Right now, Kleken's appears to be taking them down a road of mutually assured destruction and Baizhu- ]

[ Well, Baizhu had been the only way out of it, the only voice of reason, and he'd just agreed to Kleken's deal. ]

[ How wonderful. ]

Gently.

[ He repeats the word, breathes it against the sensitive instrument in front of him before making a show of starting. He's brought off his knees by a large tentacle, leaned against it within reach in front of Baizhu once they're brought face to face again, and very normally maintaining eye contact with a smile as his tentacles get to work. A matching pair of tentacles emerge from behind him, one moving to lower the front of Kleken's swimshorts and draw out his own erection, the other reaching out to pause just inches away from touching Baizhu. Tauntingly. Obediently? ]

Would you like to hold hands?

[ Baizhu has exactly two seconds to decide if he wants to take Kleken's outstretched hand, because that's how long of a warning pause the octo-man takes before the pair of tentacles rub themselves over the head of both cocks in a single, teasingly long stroke. ]

[snakelace]

[ This is the exposure therapy he never asked for— ]

I…

[ Somehow he’d known Kleken wouldn’t give it to him just like that. But the longer they prolong this the more of his methods Baizhu’s bound to learn and use against him, so…

Let’s just pretend he can still strategize in the middle of…all of this.

He does reach out for that hand anyway, because he needs some kind of anchor that isn’t tentacle-shaped, and Kleken’s the best (only) option he’s got at the moment, but before his fingers so much as brushes the other’s he promptly doubles over with a gasp as that tentacle comes for his aching, oversensitive member at last, the sudden lightning bolt of pleasure almost enough to get him to come right then and there.

The bastard. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ Oh, he hates this asshole and all his smug showboating so much. But what he hates even more is the fact that his blood still runs hot, and his stomach does a pathetic little flip when Narumi slides his swimtrunks down to expose himself. Later, he'll be so fucking mad that he felt anything upon seeing Narumi's cock spring free from the confines of his clothing, because like hell he'd normally feel anything from looking at this asshole?

But that's for later.

For now, Fuuta swallows thickly, his gaze clearly drawn to Narumi's very obvious hard-on for a moment before dragging back upwards to shoot him a dirty look. ]

Who said I'm desperate?

[ Too bad his own actions are undermining his words. His movements are a little hasty when he does ease his own trunks down, fingers snagging briefly on the waistband before finding purchase, and his own cock rests hard against his thigh when he shoves his clothing off and out of the way. His words, too, come a little too breathless and stuttered to be totally convincing. ]

I just wanna get this over with, 'cause you know this stuff's gonna wear off as soon as we ... [ fuck ] deal with it. It's a reasonable thing to want, you dumbass.

[ He's antsy, though, thighs tense as he shifts to sit back on the mattress a bit and fingers groping across the bedsheets as he struggles to keep his mind from picturing what's coming up next. It's part just an attempt to play strong, but also part genuine impatience when Fuuta grabs up the bottle of lube to hurl at Narumi to catch as he snaps, ] -- so get on with it already.

[silicone]

le overflow.

[extramortem]

( makoto had been fairly short for his age when he’d died, and he wasn’t going to grow any taller—though, he supposes he could replace this body with a taller one… if he ever happened to come across one missing its head. he gets the feeling that coming across something like that on its own would be virtually impossible, though; it’s fortunate enough that he doesn’t have too many qualms for this body that J got for him, except that it’s still entirely too human and normal for how he had pictured himself as a demon.

because, really, he isn’t all that impressive. small, scrawny, deathly pale, weird eyes, scar around his throat. that’s about it—only those last three items had changed somewhat after he’d died.

he nods. ) Whether we’re willing to use this place’s “game” to get what we want or try to fight against it… you need to understand what you’re up against, right?

( it’s one of the first few things he’d learned in hell: when strength is an illusion, the greatest pillar to power was knowledge, and the cunning and wherewithal to utilize it properly.

there’s no inherent danger in giving a demon your name—not unless you sign it to a contract in blood, at least. makoto gives a faint smile at the introduction. ) Okay, Bakugou-san, ( because, with a name like that, he feels it’s relatively certain he’s Japanese… ) If you learn anything interesting, feel free to reach out to me. I’d be happy to trade some things I’ve found out myself for it.

( basically confirming that, despite all he’s shared with him here, there’s some things he’s kept to himself… yep! regardless, he’s not leaving much opportunity to dig down further into that; he’s giving a short wave, chiming, ) Until then! ( and striding away. )

[emyoji]

[ Seimei smiles with the wide, teasing grin of a fox. His eyes curve in cheerful arches and he flashes the edge of his teeth in playful amusement, letting the cat stare him down with eyes like lights burning into him without the slightest hint of a flinch. He looks even more entertained when it's clear that they both know each other's nature and the cat has accepted Seimei's obvious ruse. ]

I'm grateful for your assistance. In a place like this, we must be on guard. The more eyes, the better.

[ He didn't lie, anyway. It's not even a real attempt at deception with a youkai. ]

I haven't asked everyone yet, but it does seem that most people wake up here the same way. We're spirited off by some unknown power with questionable motivations. How unlucky for us.

[ratratrat]

It's some kind of fuckin condition- [More rustling, and a video feed will pop up on Rei's watch.

The picture is blurry, Charlie's hand wrapped around flacid dick almost out of frame. Great view of the beach though?] -you wanna do somethin to get me goin here, or...?

[cartographie]

[ Her question hangs in the air, twisting her stomach into knots, both wanting to know what Mitsuru would say, and not.

For all the times she's had to hold onto her poker face for dear life, it cracks at the hasty way her friend answers her, one eyebrow lifting as her mouth shifts down, sinking into a slight frown. Attachments were something she avoided forming, but months at the resort, seeing the same people over and over, without need for the defensive pretenses she's relied on for years to keep other people safe – especially someone she's covered so much uncharted ground with as she has Mitsuru.

Just as she's about to brace herself and work out a casually cool response, Mitsuru finishes her thought, and Nami's eyes grow round. Warmth creeps up her back as she finds herself nodding her head without thinking about it first. ]

The real benefit of our arrangement started being you really quick.

[ That traitorous flush finds its way up her neck and onto her face, leaving Nami blushing furiously as she blurts out that admission. ]

Even without the arrangement, it's still gonna be spending time with you.

[lieabilities]

Shh, just relax and trust me. It'll feel even better soon.

[ Never trust a man who says this. Especially if that man is Kleken. ]

[ He catches Baizhu's hand in his own as he nearly bowls over, a low and pleased sigh his own reaction to the touch as he serves the dutiful role of support to the doctor in these trying times. ]

[ Ignore the fact that he is the trying times. ]

[ There might be a smugness in the way he kisses the back of Baizhu's caught hand, eyes glittering with amusement and greed as he drinks in the reactions and hungers with the need to incite more from him. Oh, but patience would serve him so much better. So patiently he waits, the tentacles stilling as they wait for Baizhu to straighten back up before repeating that movement again, this time lingering in their touch. ]