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

[emeinator]

[Please don't trust her. This is not the first time she has done this. It is...an unfortunate mistake that she will quickly, or not so quickly, realize.

At the moment though, she is sure that this is her space? Except...? She scrutinizes the bed and then looks around the room. Then again, she hadn't lingered too long. She had searched for her belongings and left when she found her sword was nowhere on her person or around her.]

When I awoken, there was no one else in these spaces. [She's having the worst sense of deja vu now.] I had folded the sheets and left them at the foot of the bed, but they're undone now. Is that your doing?

the summer skin is a blessing

[lieabilities]

[ This is a perfectly healthy skin tone... for Kleken, anyway. But it is as delicate as Baizhu imagines it to be, thus why his tentacles are frantically searching for a parasol to heft over his head while he focuses on the monetary prize. ]

I'm in need of a few different things from this scavenger hunt, if you'd be so generous to assist me. Even just a bite would be of help.

[ He's playing hard into the polite and unassuming presentation he'd started with, curious to see if the other man was the type to generously help an unfortunate stranger. ]

[skinstitch]

( god, it drives him fucking insane. the way that enji says his name like it's some kind of prayer, like if he says it enough then he'll drag back whatever the fuck he'd been, back then, some sad, determined little kid trying so hard to catch his father's attention. but touya's dead, even if he brandishes his name like some kind of newspaper obituary, using it as his shield, as his sword, as a weapon only to hurt enji, to hurt shouto, to hurt rei, to hurt everyone. no matter how many times enji says it, it's not going to fix anything. not going to make him suddenly remember who he used to be.

this is who he always was, buried beneath his skin. maybe touya could have been someone else, in the end, but he'd been too weak. out of that husk, dabi had been born.

his fingers curl, angry, tight--he wants to torch the chair, torch his father, burn this place to the fucking ground. but there are other people here that he would need to tell, first, or should tell, or does that even matter? he can't keep a leash on his thoughts like this; they spiral, wild and out of control, and he has to actively force himself to pull his hand back.

another two steps, cautious, around the chair. when he finally stands in front of him, he can't help but laugh. it bubbles out before he can stop it. )

How the fuck can you be real, huh? Look at you. ( there's a wild rake of his gaze down enji's body, then back up it again, settling with a fiery determination on his eyes. fuck. he's so close to him. so close, and enji's looking at him--his stomach flips in delight. )

Father. How the hell are you here? ( real? he's real? looking like this? ) You shouldn't be here.

III

[philancer]

[ There's a startled yelp from the redheaded man in the bathtub as he stares at the woman now standing between his spread legs. The woman who just appeared out of nowhere.

Even for this place, that's a little unexpected and alarming.

But his lips quirk at the first words out his mouth because, well. At least she hadn't screamed. Although he does drop his hands to try and cover himself beneath the water. Just in case. His sensitive bits are still a little too close to her feet for him to relax yet. ]

Uhh. In my bathtub? Are you... lost?

[ How did you even do that??? ]

[emeinator]

[Sorry bro. Sometimes you take a little swim over a waterfall and end up in someone's bath. She doesn't make the rules.

She looks around the bathroom for a moment before dropping her gaze...onto him.]

I don't know. [It is said with the upmost confidence!!!] I found myself falling to unknown depths and everything had become dark in that moment. I then suddenly found myself here.

ii

[peacewithouttyranny]

[If there's anything he's expecting to happen, being used as a meatshield isn't one of them. Well, his human avatar isn't very tall but the oversized coat he's wearing over his swimsuit should serve to hide her size. Thanks Primus her drink spilled on the sand and not on him, or get into his Seaberry Floradora drink. The latter especially will get him annoyed.

Right now, he's just a tiny bit annoyed over being used as someone's shield, but she seems to be terrified of someone?

He looks up and scanns the area. Except, there's no one chasing after the young woman or heading towards this direction? Everyone seems to be minding their own business, drinking, and/or having fun.]

I am not seeing anyone... Are you imagining someone? Who is this 'she'?

[It would help if he has some description of sort!]

🌶 ;)

[bleakdecember]

[Well, well, well. Look who's come crawling to back to him, despite everything. Akechi looks down through some sunglasses with a far-too satisfied smirk. He lifts his hand (ungloved, for once) to cut Kazuya off.]

You can get either of the first two options from me.

[He would kind of like to chomp down on Kazuya for revenge, but -- he's not gonna turn down the one that gets him an extra card for sure.]

You can pick.

1!! those who pound sand

[timebun]

I don't think we are...

[ Prompto isn't the only new arrival out of sorts. Finally having found a swimsuit to change into instead of that gauzy, see-through linen robe, Qiao Ling had finally exited the bungalow and hit the beach, similarly dumbfounded. Lost her mind? Yeah, she's on that boat with him, and she inches a little closer since he seems both harmless and like another new guest. There's a sense of camaraderie in that. It helps that he reminds her of a small long-haired chihuahua, too.

She does throw him an arched-eyebrow look, though, at that last bit. Yes, the seagull heads are really weird, but?! ]

Supermodels are what you're worried about right now?

[ BOYS.................. 😔 ]

III

[philancer]

[ She's unfamiliar, which is enough to have Sylvain's smile turning kind and understanding as he swivels on his stool to face her where he's been sitting watching Steve work at the grill. He'd indulged in a little earlier, and his tongue was still burning a bit from the spices, but he was trying to wash it down with one of the fruity drinks. ]

Don't ask me what the names are, because I honestly don't remember. And they're not exactly aquatic. The gardeners were experimenting with combining some of their fruits a little while back, and these were the results. They're not bad, but just about everything here, food or drink-wise, has the chance to not be simple sustenance. Just so you're forewarned.

[ Of course, it's not like any of them can just stop eating and drinking, so his outlooks is basically embrace the chaos and enjoy the weird food. And all that comes along with it. ]

[defendog]

[ his french fries are precious. very important. so it's no surprise that as soon as aak makes like a feral little child (HIS feral child, mind you) that hung goes on the immediate defensive. especially because it's the bird headed lifeguards that swarm him, trying to reach around with their strangely muscular arms and their blunt but annoying beaks pecking at his hands. ]

H-hey! Get off! Get away!

[ swinging a fist, it catches one of the seagulls right in the jaw. or whatever a jaw is on them. it's enough to startle it, make it squawk, and then immediately retreat. the others do the same, realizing that it's not as easy to take food from TWO people versus one that looks... relatively defenseless, all things considered... ]

What's their problem? [ sighs, before turning his head slightly. ] You okay?

[ honestly he wishes he had his shield. maybe he can grab an improvised one later. ]

Scavenger Hunt (easy)

[erbe]

Oh, this?

[Tohsaka holds up her drink, half gone. Its vivid blue color matches her eyes as the contrasting red umbrella garnish seems to go along with her red bikini. Hanging from the rim are blue-and-white gummy dolphins for a festive look. One of them is bitten.]

Why? Are you too young to drink?

[She doesn't look it, but who knows? Rin, who intended to attend university in London, has been running off their rules for "drinking age" ever since she arrived.]

ii

[bleakdecember]

[There's something here making his head all fuzzy, like too many drinks or a bad status effect. Ah, well. He's powered through both before.

He's not going to be able to power through the gnawing emptiness his suit leaves him with, though. Hearts for a lonely boy, which makes him more eager than ever to watch the every move of the person sitting across from him. He doesn't recognize her. It doesn't matter.

When she grabs his wrist -- his hand covered by a glove in the dream, at least -- he flinches briefly and jerks back. But not enough to pull free, as he relaxes at the sensation of physical contact a moment later. But some days he's still a wild animal.]

What's the matter? [He sounds annoyed, but really, it says a lot that he's not bothering with the pleasant and charming false persona he usually has.]

III

[erbe]

Hah? Your eyes? You mean they're weird looking, right?

[The small red bikini she wears doesn't really match the cold stare that comes down her nose at Furina. The young woman doesn't seem all that willing to part with her sunglasses, and yet she hasn't actually had the chance to deny the nervous performer either.

Instead her hand forms a flat plane with which she reaches out and, using a swift chopping motion, she brings the side of her palm down hard on Furina's head.]

Thief.

Custom Starter: IT'S FREE REAL ESTATE! | For wray

[erbe]

I'm here!

[Not quite "home," but close. Tohsaka really lucked out to have someone with a decent rank allow them into one of their private beach rooms rather than sharing a crowded bungalow with a bunch of wildcards. Not that she has anything against new people, it's just that they're more of an outlier and her trust doesn't extend that far.

Rin enters the space, and happily deposits two drinks on a nearby tabletop. She's not exactly sure what they are, but they were FREE and that's the best price. Isn't it? Both are a variation of the Seaberry Floradora — though instead of instilling loneliness it makes those who drink it yearn for physical touch. Cuddling, caresses, and the like. Severity increasing with every sip.]

I brought a little "thank you" treat as well. Aren't I generous?

Custom Starter: BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE | For minitrue

[erbe]

You'll share with me, won't you?

[While Gallagher is offered a skewer, a delicate hand rests over his while he holds the Hop Skewer. If he turns to look at his new companion he'll find a petite young woman with long, wavy hair. Its dark color contrasting with the vivid blue of her eyes and the striking red of her bikini. A floral sarong is tied at her hip for a little modesty, but it's short and she tied it with a severe slit to make sure a majority of her legs (her best feature, in her own opinion) are on display.

The hand on his is soft, and nails well manicured. In fact it seems like she takes obsessive care to her appearance. Attempting to be as picture-perfect as possible, because Tohsaka knows how off-putting her personality can be if she lets her 'mask' slip. You know, like the kind of personality that's clearly fishing for free food.]

[emeinator]

Oh... [While Sylvain is obviously startled, Acheron seems to be indifferent to the current situation. Odd, yes, but she didn't see a reason to panic. No, with how her days in this new place has been going, this seems plausible.

After being in Penacony, where sweet dreams can take seed and bloom, this feels almost normal.

She looks down at him from where she's standing, with a blank stare.] I see. [Yeah, that's it. This is, indeed, a bathtub that is most definitely not hers. Was there even a bathtub in the bungalow she woke up in? She didn't check.] I'm lost.

[Gurl. Help.

Also, sorry if she shifts her weight a little and her foot moves a smidge closer to your family jewels.]

kleken (getting destroyed) is a blessing

[snakelace]

[ Baizhu’s likewise doing his damnedest to maintain a perfectly professionally polite smile.

He’s not used to seeing tentacles okay it’s giving him terrible flashbacks of other experiences he’s had in the resort—to say nothing of certain sea monsters from back home… ]

Heheh, a bite? That sounds rather tame for what this place usually demands.

[ For some reason he isn’t saying no to this pasty slimy betentacled stranger. Nor is he otherwise alarmed. ]

[lieabilities]

[ His tentacles have oh-so-helpfully retracted themselves and slipped back into the shadows of his coat, looking more like an aesthetic choice than the living limbs they actually were. Never mind that a couple smaller tentacles that have curled themselves around his leg, that's probably also just an aesthetic thing too. Right? ]

No, not at all.

[ He did, but he's quick to move right past his little lie in search of something (or an unfortunate someone) to lift his own mind away from the mermaids. ]

It could be someone with bad intentions.

[thisclockworkheart]

[ Even in a dream, Pinocchio can't escape the betrayal of his own manufactured body. Its weight, specifically, and how solid he is. His knees sink into the sand when he lands over him, pulled by the ruffled lapels of his billowing shirt. He follows because of course he does: he thinks he might starve without the taste of Akechi's lips.

His hair falls in a tumble of mahogany, concealing the other blue eye, breath puffing across his mouth, his own hanging open and pupils blown wide, dark around the glassy blue. ]

Tell me you want me, [ he says, rising up on the knees sinking into the sand, his free hands bracketing Akechi's face, warm on one side, cold steel on the other. His thumbs, different as they are, drift affectionately over his cheekbones, his cool eyes gazing down into the lurid shade of Akechi's own.

The request is selfish, any way one looks at it. He just wants to know that this desire is shared, mutual. That he's doing something good for the both of them. Marina... it might be fine, and if he must flay himself for her forgiveness he will. But for now, his lips flutter across Akechi's, relishing the feather-light brush, ] Tell me, and you can have whatever you want of me. [ He leans in ever closer, flogged on by the black mark on his wrist: ]

I'll grant your wish.

everyone bullies him smh but he deserves it tbh

[befehl]

( If they are oh so similar then perhaps Sunday should rank up all the way to Head of the House. Get lost in the juice, so to speak, and embark on the path of boy failure - forever. Kidding, unless?

It's true, though. The way Aventurine rings out the word is striking to Sunday. He can almost hear The Family instead. For a brief, split second, he realizes it's not so great to flip these roles.

He accepted his karma long ago, though, that's why he takes his fate and swallows it. Aventurine of all people should know Sunday isn't the easiest man to have a negotiation with. That private meeting they once had, where Sunday confiscated his briefcase and gift money, should be telling enough. )

Work with you. ( Dry statement, not a question, nothing else. But you see, he won't reveal everything that had happened - especially not the Charmony Festival almost massacre - Sunday is suspecting this House might have given him a case of amnesia to some degree. Nothing else could explain how lax he is. )

I see they have been feeding you some strong cocktails. We're dead, Mr. Aventurine. You got sliced with Nihility's blade, after all. I told you I see everything.

i

[bleakdecember]

[He's been hesitating to eat any of the food until he sees the effects it has on others (he remembers the skewers from a couple months ago. He had feathers for days).

But Soundwave's question draws his attention. Unfortunately for him, Akechi loves lecturing, and loves discussing the nature of violence.]

Ah, yes. Humans are naturally omnivorous, meaning we eat both plant material and meat. There are other species that are more vicious hunters and obligate carnivores, but, well -- [He shrugs.] Humans have embraced our violent tastes. It's merely the way of nature.

[He sizes up Soundwave, terribly curious now.] What does your species eat?

arrival night 💕

[timebun]

[ They're two birds in the same boat. Out on the beach with a few of her things (which amounts to much of nothing, really, just some hygine products in a makeshift rucksack), Qiao Ling drops down beside that bonfire with a sigh. Her legs ache from running around on the sand all day, her heart is tired from swinging between thinking she'd been kidnapping to learning she had been kidnapped (but worse). Even if the sun isn't a real sun and she isn't sunburnt, she still feels spent. How to age a year in a day... she's confident she could write a book on that topic now. Not that she will, because it's rude to ask a woman her age, okay?!

She smiles at the other girl, waving her hand in greeting before curling up in the sweatshirt she pilfered off of one of those high rank guests. She's still wearing a bathing suit beneath it, but it's enough to keep her suitably warm with the heat coming off the fire. ]

Huh? [ she is immediately concerned when the other girl says she has to sleep outside. well—it's not outside, since they're in a resort, but it's as outside as they can get right now. ] Did they kick you out of your bungalow? [ ooooohhhhh. she's already rolling up the sleeves of her sweater, ready to throw down with some rude seagull lifeguards. ] You can't sleep out here! What if you catch a cold? Or a creep comes by? Let's go talk to those lifeguards, I'll show them some sense.

*Hyun-ae | Analogue: A Hate Story/Hate+ | New Arrival

[hatefuldays]

-A. What's a Beach-

[ *Hyun-ae emerges, squinting and a bit wobbly on her feet, from her bungalow. From there, despite the many unknowns of the situation, she ignores everything going on around her and beelines to the waterfront.

You see, *Hyun-ae spent her whole life on a spaceship. She's heard of oceans, but this is her first time planetside, let alone seeing the sea in person. So, rather than wonder about things like "where am I" and "why did I wake up alone on the beach", she just stands, waves licking around her ankles, staring in awe at the ocean. It's so big. It's so big that she has no idea how big it is. It looks like it goes on forever.

When she senses someone approaching, all she manages to say is: ]

This is... the ocean, right...?


-B. The Sand Pounders-

Aah, geeze, leave me alone! I'm wearing the swimsuit, what more do you want!

[ Seagulls. Unfortunately, *Hyun-ae radiates an unconscious vibe that she'd be easy to pick on. The lifeguards have picked up on this, and three of them are harassing her - pulling her hair, stealing her spicy skewers, and screaming incoherent bird noises. They already got her into a bikini (it's cute enough that it didn't take much convincing), but now they're just being jerks about it.

Any beach heroes around to help out a damsel in distress? ]


-C. Loneliness-

[ Some time after all that chaos, *Hyun-ae manages to find some space to calm down and soak in the sights. The sun, too, is a breathtaking sight, now sitting low on the horizon.

So why does she look so... melancholic? ]

Do you ever feel like... time is moving too fast?

It has no objective pace; the speed of time is determined entirely by perception. Sometimes, a year can feel like eternity... but sometimes it passes in the blink of an eye.

The theory of relativity is... so romantic... but so sad...

[ Looks like she's having one of those Seaberry Floradoras. For someone with as long of a history with loneliness as *Hyun-ae, it's hitting hard. ]


-D. Wildcard-

[[ Got a better idea? Hit me up! ]]

truly-

[lieabilities]

[ Does it help if the tentacles continue to wiggle and squirm in the periphery? None of them have (yet) found much reason or interest in involving themselves in the conversation, so for the time being they're lazily flopped and curled about on Kleken's body, accentuating the paleness of Kleken's skin with their darker color. ]

Then would I be able to ask for something more than that?

[ Far be it from him to forgo an opportunity to get more when offered. Never mind that it hadn't exactly been offered. ]

points at u

[redlines]

<sub>[ Whatever he'd been expecting to find on display for all to see, Kazuya sure wasn't at the top of Roche's list. Maybe it's on him for expecting the stockades to be just for show considering everything else and given how they'd been empty up until this point. Maybe he should've expected someone to take advantage of them, or... the longer Roche watches from a distance, he almost wonders if someone else threw the man into them. Eventually his curiosity gets the better of him and Roche, after collecting his drink from the bar, approaches from behind and stops at Kazuya's hip.

He could try breaking him out himself, but... Roche lifts a brow and settles his hand over the small of his back instead. ]</sub>

Dare I ask what you did to wind up in this, Your Highness?

_{[ No point in bringing the wrath of the "seagulls" down upon his own head by doing something stupid, right? ]}