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

[endyourstory]

Haaah -

[ that reaction does more for kiana than any amount of aphrodesiac could - it's subtle danger, tinged with the memory of the deadly ferocity she knows first-hand stelle's capable of. it's all the adrenaline of fighting for her life with the comfort found in love and genuine connection, and her own breath quickens at thinking about it. she tries to respond, to encourage stelle's worst impulses so they can both indulge in their worst aspects -

but then stelle's lips are at hers again, and the rush of love is once more replaced with the calm of love. she follows her girlfriend's pace, hands wandering to her chest, softly cupping her breasts. ]

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Did she just... No way. The very thing he decided to prevent. He's even gone out of his way to be nice to this stranger and save them from a disastrous result, and she decides to eat rocks at the end, anyway.

For a few solid seconds, he stares at her. Even with the mask, one could feel the intense lineface he's giving to Stelle.]

.....

[Either she actually can eat rocks, or stupidity is at play here and she's trying to prove something nobody asked her to prove.

Either way, he's too late to stop her. Now, all he can do is wait and observe, wordlessly. Actually, he's staring straight at her face, daring her to swallow if it's even possible to read the expression behind the mask.

Go on. Eat those small rocks. Swallow them. He's waiting.]

Rise Kujikawa | Persona 4 | New

[stripsearch]

[I - Free Real Estate]

[Would you believe that it's not the first time Rise had woken up in a separate world altogether?

The Midnight Channel had at least had the grace to leave her in her normal clothes, though.

And speaking of the Midnight Channel, that's Rise's first assumption about where she's ended up-- but a quick scan with Kouzeon tells her that no, this isn't the world inside the TV. This is something else entirely. Which is somehow more disconcerting.

Also disconcerting is that she's in a very light, breezy bathrobe, which would normally be perfect for a summery bungalow like this. Except there's nothing on under it. And there's someone else walking into the room right now.

That person is getting one heck of a slap across the face.] I don't know who the hell you are, but if you think you're going to stuff me in something like this, you're gonna regret it, buster! You better not have even thought about touching me--!

[...they did strip her and put her in the robe, right?]

[II - Those Who Pound Sand]

[What a nice, summer day. Pay no attention to the screaming.

Or the girl who's running at you, arms crossed over her very naked chest, in just a bikini bottom, looking behind her at the two large, burly, seagull lifeguards chasing her.] Quit it! I said I'll put it on myself! What the hell is wrong with you guys?!

[Trip her? Help her? Or just don't move because she's not looking where she's going and is kind of headed right towards you?]

[III - Swim Up to the Bar]

[Well, the trauma of arrival and the swimsuit incident aside, this is... kind of beautiful? It's just like any beach resort she's ever been to. Okay, the thong bikini bottom is a little skimpier than anything she'd ever worn back home, and she'd definitely prefer if the top covered a little bit more, but she really can't complain.

She keeps eyeing the swim-up bar. There's really no ID check here? She can just order it?

Memories of an ill-fated night in Tatsumi Port Island don't deter her. She gets a Mango Star, because it sounds the least intimidating. It is thoroughly delicious and sweet, and if there's alcohol in it, she can barely taste it. Dangerous.

Her gaze jerks up when she sees movement next to her.] Senpai-!?

[No, probably not.]

[IV - Across the Night Sky]

[The fireworks are beautiful. It's really just like the best sort of festivals at home. Rise is content to lounge in the pool on a little blow-up floaty, drinking a much less enchanted-- and much less alcoholic-- beverage of cola and ice, watching the display.] It really is gorgeous, huh... [She remarks to you, the person next to her.

A pause.] Okay, there are a lot of dicks, though. Er, is that normal?

Rise Kujikawa | Persona 4

[stripsearch]

here!

[redlines]

They'd never get close enough to try anything.

<sub>[ It's so matter-of-fact, like he doesn't have to think twice about it. He thumbs the hinges a few times, bracing the glass on top with one hand and grabbing hold of the top half of the pillory to try pulling on it. Of course it doesn't budge, but he had to try at least once, right? Roche frowns and lets his fingers brush against the side of Kazuya's wrist instead.

Poor thing. Maybe he ought to grab one of those 'gulls and throw them into one of these for a taste of their own medicine. Who does that over a silly game, honestly! ]</sub>

But seeing as we don't seem to have much of a choice... How would you have me?

II

[gracile]

[Let's be real, it doesn't make a lot of sense, but weirder things have happened. Perhaps a surfer stuck their board in the sand right at the right direction to obscure the face of the person in the other chair. Perhaps after a day of fun in the sun and dodging weirdly buff seagull guards, she was exhausted and sat in the first available chair without even looking at the face of the other person.

How it matters isn't that important. But she did.

Haru sits up. She knows this place. Shido's Ark...

A familiar figure, closer to the shore. Haru's jaw tightens. It's impossible, of course; he's dead. But in the fuzzy logic of a dream, of course he could be here.] You-- you're...

[She trails off.

What do you say when you run into the murderer of your father on the beach?]

[belheir]

Well, considering it's not like I can do anything...?

[Well, no, he might be able to suck Roche off, but he can't imagine it'd be too comfortable.... Hell, he's not even really all that comfortable now.]

The jerks left some helpful stuff in the sand for any eager helpers. I'd at least offer a handy to get you warmed up, but...

[Well, the current method of entrapment sort of makes it impossible to really use any sort of jerking motion with it. To make his point, he even tries, which only succeeds in rattling the wooden planks a little. ]

Just be gentle. I don't feel like getting a sliver in my neck.

[artcritic]

[Listen, the movement looked very intimate to him and Yusuke thought this was what he was aiming for! He is not aware of any other "snack" he can provide, aside from real food.

He better enjoy this because he's correct, Yusuke's not the type to initiate things without little prompting first.

His eyes narrow at him,] I still am. But it's hard to argue it when it was a fact, [he actually gets red in his cheekbones, remembering what happened.]

[flashfirefist]

It's certainly original. [Enji pronounces the word "original" as if it's an insult.] That's far from what I look for in healthcare.

[He studies Esikko with interest. Though he takes in the details, he doesn't take any part of Esikko's physical appearance as an indicator of whether he's competent in the medical field. He has no way to judge Esikko's skills yet, but he's willing to consider this alternative option once it's presented to him. He's tired of dealing with nonsense.

He glances down at what's left of his arm. Losing it wasn't ideal, but he'd had no choice at the time. He'd had to use it to shield his colleagues. Small price to pay for their lives. He nods.]

Yes, there's some pain. I was able to cauterize the wound myself, but it hasn't received any professional treatment.

[He's not counting his abductor's clinic as professional in any way. He responds to Esikko's smile by continuing to regard him steadily and gravely.]

What medical experience do you have?

I. Joining the I party. Yahoo.

[armwriostle]

[Well, that was his water, but he can always get another cup of water. He isn't really going to make a mountain over a molehill when there's plenty to share. That being said...Narumi looks like he needs the water more than he does. No matter Narumi's claims, the body language gives it all away.

He tugs the meat off the skewer he's eating. Maybe it was pheasant? It's some kind of fowl, he thinks. A low hum.] Mm, impressive of you to eat that many of those skewers without breaking a sweat. [Narumi is definitely sweating.]

I think that you've almost eaten as many as the highest record. [This is a flat out lie. He's lying. Don't take the bait.]

[belheir]

[ Hmm... Maybe one day the dots will connect for either one of them. As it stands, Kazuya has no actual inclination to bite first without there being an offer first. And since the other teen has otherwise distracted him from thinking about sinking his teeth into him for real...

Both his hands move to squish Yusuke's cheeks.

The ones on his face.]

Well. Neither of us are drugged right now, as far as I can tell.

[ Though he could stand to be a little more riled up... ]

At least, I'm not. Are you?

[ Squish, squish... ]

[redlines]

How thoughtful of them.

<sub>[ It's the least they could do, though Roche can't help the look of distaste that flickers across his face. Not at Kazuya of course, but towards the birds. At least think about making sure people were comfortable before leaving them in these things for hours at a time, god.

He steps away for a few moments to rifle through the pile, thankfully finding what he'd been hoping for fairly quick. He tears open the ziploc and pulls out a slightly damp, cool washcloth and this time Roche drops to a knee in front of Kazuya. Chin up— aaaaand he tucks it around his throat as carefully as he can. It's not ideal, but you know what? It's something. Roche looks up at him for a few moments, then reaches up to brush Kazuya's hair away from his eyes. He never did quite get the chance the last times they'd met up to get a good, proper look at him but now? ]</sub>

You can give me one later if you feel so inclined, but for now let's just focus on getting your engine started. It hardly seems fair if I'm the only one getting off.

_{[ If Roche thought he was pretty before, now he's downright stunning. Something about the way the light hits his eyes. ]}

[snakelace]

[ A soft chuckle. ]

Oh, I’m afraid you’ll have to get used to that.

[ But the statement is punctuated by a sympathetic look. It’s not easy being here, let alone being new to all this.

Although, speaking of, they should probably step away from the lifeguards before they start coming to. Baizhu had gone out of his way to avoid actually hurting them, after all. ]

b) Scavenger hunt, gen (for now? >:) )

[stormangel]

[The request is... unusual. The seagull guards aren't anything special (at least in her eyes) so tackling them to the ground shouldn't be too hard. That being said- she's not sure if her outfit will make things hard or easier. She feels a bit restrained in this, even if she's barely wearing anything. There will be a lot of apologizing for unwanted flashing later.

But- Weiss asked so nicely, and there probably aren't many people who can pull this off.]

Sure, I'll take the glasses. [She's not part of the game, but she is happy to help!] Do you want me to pluck him too? [Like a chicken?]

[snakelace]

[ Well, at least he’s considerate. Baizhu can’t help but crack a little smile at that. ]

Oh? I get the feeling you’d trick me into the opposite.

[ You’re not the only shady businessman here, sorry to say. Not that the notion actually even puts him off in the least. ]

[noholdsbard]

[ He’s just going to drop unceremoniously to the sand—at least before quickly springing back to his feet with a look of concern. ]

I…no, I don’t believe so. Your divinity might have been stripped away from you, but you’re still that radiant and terrifying goddess I’m pleased to call my fellow Archer, and…er, oh! Should I be referring to you as a Swordbeauty instead?

[ But weren’t there only seven?? ]

[belialedge]

I noticed those. [ Her wings, that is. He can't recall the last time he ever met anyone who was a Beastkin with feather traits. But they're still unique enough on her tiny body that they draw his attention all the same. Genuine curiosity over any kind of concern or caution. ] Well...if you find yourself checking in, and you get sorted to a low rank, watch yourself.

They tend to treat the lower ranks like crap around here.

[ If Sae even knew what that meant, he's quick to realize as he returns his focus back on her little scavenger hunt. Blinking when she motions for him to lean down, it only makes sense. She's...honestly about the shortest lady he's met here. Even Weiss had half a foot on her.

So then...how did it look? Having someone as bright as the winged woman effectively 'taming' the beast with but a couple playful kisses to his cheeks? The first one doesn't come as much of a surprise for him, his fairer complexion remaining relatively level of tone. He expected it. It's the second one that was coming that he'd lose a little composure on. Mainly because he was actually mentally prepping himself for a kiss on the lips. The same person twice shouldn't have worked, right? Wherever Ragna's train of thought was heading, it's almost dispelled instantly when Sae presses the second upon his other cheek. Those bright, mismatched red and greens of his widen as his breath hitches in his throat. There it was... The surprise. The way she unintentionally caught the Grim Reaper by surprise.

And it's in his own embarrassment that his face starts to burn over something as simple as that— that he jumped the gun as a little chirp bubbles out of her mouth as her mission is accomplished. Clearing his throat, Ragna goes back to standing upright while he combs his fingers through the back of his roughly spiked hair. ]

Well I'll be damned. Two cheeks is enough on the same person...

[ Ragna, your face is still red. ]

That's one down, and a few other prompts to go, yeah? [ Their eyes meet, and it's difficult not to liken the rich ruby hues and that white hair to another girl he once knew. ...maybe it's a good thing that she opted for text-to-voice. If she somehow had a similar voice to that person... ] All things considered, you're getting off pretty easy by the looks of it.

They can ask a lot worse of you off the jump.

[riskybeenus]

Kyaha! Is that all that keeps ya from trying? Ain't I lucky for being born tall then.

[And his eyes twinkle at the emphasis on luck. He rather likes luck, after all. He does take a glance back at the seagullmen coming their way, their beach bods way bigger than his own, so yeah-- he doesn't want to do the seemingly impossible and show her he can knock them out. He'd get questions.

So instead, he offers his hand to her.]

Follow me then, and try to keep up.

[Because as soon as they connect, he will run. With legs as long as his, that's going to be a lot of catching up she's going to need to do.]

[belialedge]

[ With Kyoko donning such an enticing number, if this weren't a dream? Ragna may have very well found himself flabbergasted at the prospect of it all. If his Diamond Suit wasn't at full activation, his own impulses and downright lust not suddenly cranked past 11 until the dial was torn clean off the base... Ragna may have had an entirely different reaction. But now? His eyes don't know where to look. The curve of her hip where the black Club tattoo is practically pitch black, the way the strings of her bikini hug those hips so deliciously high— like guiding his hands to where they should be when he started fucking into her.

He's going to be here all day on this beach, rattling off every part of her he couldn't stop thinking of in this dreamscape. He wasn't anticipating running into her here, but just as she suggests, already sliding into his lap and inviting those hands of his to not only find purchase on her hips, but comfortably spread his legs in his own lounge chair.

Did it really matter?

As his arousal stirs and already begins filling out in his swimming trunks, it's only one layer on both ends. What was going on? Why was he so hot all of a sudden? So rapidly? Like any longer without someone's touch — without Kyoko's touch — he was going to succumb to mind-numbing pain? Clarity was hard right now, but he keeps enough of it for her sake as his hands grab a handful of her ass, wasting little time already in this heavily escalating dream to grind her down against the growing weight of his cock beneath his shorts. ]

Nope. [ She's a fucking killer, straddling him and punching every button to flip his drive and run him wild in record time. It's concerning, yet as he looses a hot exhale and his full suit beckons him to follow his more bestial instincts...

The location. Shit. The location was all wrong. Who could see them like this? Everyone? Not entirely aware that any faces that happen by will be ethereal blurs, or just not present at all, the risk only stirs his excitement all the more. It wouldn't be the first time he'd fucked right under the noses of others unsuspecting. His hands knead her backside, coaxing her to rub and roll along his clothed dick as he groans through his words. ] What the hell...is happening to me...?

[ He's not denying it. Doesn't want to. ]

free real estate because bullying ragna is the MO

[belialedge]

[ As for Ragna? His circumstances were a little...well, different. Having been checked in a few months prior, the taller white-haired man had ample time to not only adjust, but procure enough funds to live a comfortable enough life when he wasn't being harassed by staff and NPCs for his low rank or having the House hurtle shenanigan after shenanigan at him. The lower levels where his own suite were being flooded? Honestly, it doesn't even surprise him anymore. That, and having his own place within one of the Queen Suites was his saving grace. That didn't stop the resort from miraculously cutting Mr. Grim Reaper here a break and giving him access to what he thought was going to be his own bungalow.

Better than napping out in the open where those freakish lifeguards with seagull heads could be waiting to pick at him. If there's one saving grace of having arrived in the Cloud Dwelling Gardens on this "Summer" stretch, it's that Ragna already has his own proper swimwear. Huffing a sigh as he leaves the hustle and bustle of the beach and various partygoers, hoping he can take a break in what's supposed to be his own private abode (he was promised! psych. you got pranked bruh.), the instant Ragna steps inside, waltzes down the hallway and conveniently enters the same room as a bewildered wildcard...

SLAP!

That's some reach, Rise, considering Ragna's literally got a whole foot on you. But he snaps with a shake of his head instantly, fists clenched as he hops away from the young lady whose immediately barking at him. It's less the sting of the smack and the fact he's startled and now having the proverbial finger pointed right at him, his teeth grit before finally having a chance to speak for himself. And what does he do? ]

HEY! I'm not the one who just sucker slapped someone outta the blue!

[ He barks. Of course. ]

And what the hell do you mean touch youI JUST got here!!

[ ... To the bungalow, that is. Ragna's definitely not new to this casino. And a little too pissed to stick himself in her shoes (or lack thereof) and realize Rise is another prospective wildcard waiting to get shuffled into the deck. ]

1.

[armwriostle]

[As much as he thinks that the lifeguards are gross bullies, he also doesn't think that their lives should be forfeit for their actions. Sure, they should get their egos bruised so they can go lick them somewhere else and put in their place, but...]

Now, now, I think that our feathered friend has learned his lesson. [He gives her an easy smile.] I believe that is a cry of mercy that can be respected, no?

[He glances at the other lifeguards.] An apology to her and a return to your duties properly, no? [Well, if she refuses, he isn't sure what he'd do honestly. It isn't really his business, but he also would prefer if she doesn't actually go too far.]

II.

[armwriostle]

[He doesn't recall falling asleep at all. He had sat down on one of the lounge chairs and he doesn't recall anything else.

Wriothesley is sure that he isn't awake though. Why is he so sure? Well, he believes strongly in his instincts, but he also finds that the horizon that he's staring out was looking more bleak than a summer paradise should be advertising. He jumps a little as he feels a hand suddenly grab his wrist and he tears his eyes away from the derelict scene to who had grabbed him. His fight or flight has adrenaline course through his veins and it does a lot to mask the feeling of his suit, his senses too honed on the moment than his feelings.

His other hand immediately moves to rest atop of hers.] Hey, are you okay?

[silicone]

[ his face is very real and very soft and warm from waking up with the sun streaming into the new room he'd been placed in on the beachfront. he doesn't even hesitate—just letting his face be touched and kind of even scrambling a little to throw his arms around olivine in a warm embrace. ]

It's me—

[ quiet, tilted up so he can hear it close to his ear. it doesn't hit him, that he isn't certain how long he's been gone just that he's been gone long enough. ]

I'm sorry, I... I don't know what happened? I just...

[ hi. he's here. ]

Are you ok...? Have you been taking care of yourself?

[silicone]

[ it's probably half the reason he's so bold about it, especially so as he gives the other a wink. he welcomes the invasion of his space, lifting his chin up to close the gap further, millimeters. he's oozing heat from his pores, and wriothesley looks damn good right now. ]

Don't know why but this place always has either the best or the worst timing—it really hasn't changed.

[ he goes as far as to brush nose to nose with him, breath catching. it's clear his pulse is racing, eyes dilated and swollen wide and dark as he reaches his free hand to grab the front of the man's chest... bare or otherwise, sinking fingers in. ]

In any case—thanks for coming to my rescue, Your Grace...

[armwriostle]

[It's no surprise to him that there was probably something about the skewers that was going to come back to haunt whoever eats them. For better or for worse. Well, Wriothesley isn't complaining when Eiden was acting so cute like this. He nips at the man's lips, a breathy chuckle as the other indulges in feeling his chest up.]

Hmm, I'm not particularly bothered at the moment actually and you don't seem upset either.

[He runs his tongue over the seam of Eiden's lips before leaning back.] But let's move to somewhere a little less public, hmm? Let me take care of you, won't you?