【 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!
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
▶ 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.
[ sometimes you just say things without realizing the full magnitude of the words you have just said
in this case, it's not until until the words leave furina's mouth that she's realized the (huge huge huge huge) error of her ways. bigger than the entirety of teyvat, actually. asking him for a demonstration? in this kind of place?? she might as well just shuck off all her clothes and ask him to ravish her right here and now.
UUUUGHHHHHhhhhhHHHGHHHGHGHhhhghghghg please won't the beach just sudddenly open up and swallow her whole?
but of course it doesn't, and now she's left to lie in the bed she's made. furina de fontaine, you absolute fool! and there's no neuvillette to carefully mediate in her place, no clorinde to escort her away. it's just her, standing there on the beach, a myriad of emotions from fear to resignation playing out on her face as she stares at fuuta, both of them flustered beyond belief. ]
That's....o-of course I know what I'm asking! [ that's the problem. ] I have, in fact, taken all variables into account [ she fuckin' hasn't ] and determined that this is the best course forward, for both myself and you. [ it fuckin' isn't. ] I get to develop a better understanding of how this place works and you.... [ uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what does he get out of this ] you get to bask in my glorious presence, an honor which many Fontainians would have fought for once upon a time.
[ wow. what an unbelievable offer. truly irresistable. furina grimaces, shoulders deflating, voice lowering. ]
And...and I guess I'll owe you a favor, after this. [ for? making a move on her??? ]
she peeps at him over the bed, then peeps at him a second time juuuust to make sure he's still turned away, then makes a mad lunge for the neatly folded floral robe sitting at the foot of the bed. the fabric's a little too thin for her liking even after she cinches it up all the way, so she settles for draping the sheet across her shoulders like a shawl for extra protection.
once that's done, she clears her throat. ]
Yes, well....thank you. For your assistance. [ she literally commanded him to turn around but okay. ] I don't suppose you know where we are?
[ other than in some weird bungalow out on a......beach? are they on the beach? she swears she can hear the lap of ocean waves from the window. ]
[ Sylvain doesn't actually know anything about mermaids, except for the strange creatures up at the bar. And he's pretty sure that's all he'd ever want to know on the matter, because those things are... freaky.
But he spots the man cutting through the water and changes his own course to intercept, kicking strongly to propel himself forward faster in hopes of catching up.
Wriothesley's always been graceful, but there's something almost... otherworldly about his movements down here. ]
And what'll it take to make you consider forgiving me?
[ There's a playful purr in his tone, even as his thumb rubs teasing circles against the inside of her ankle, still keeping her foot trapped against him.
It's been a while since he'd seen a familiar face that didn't immediately fill him with trepidation. Past spats aside, Hilda had always been someone fun to hang out with. Except when she was making him run all her errands for her, but that wasn't an issue at the moment.
Besides. She was new. And she'd just downed an entire drink. Probably without checking to see what effect it might have first. It wouldn't be very polite to leave her to her fate before he knows she'll be alright. ]
[Avalon’s own Watch reads, Collect two kisses. They were planning to find someone in a similar situation rather than kissing the first person they see, so this works well enough.
They study the person in front of them.] Do you care where?
Logically, two things are true. One, Yusuke is right, this is probably the last place anyone would have a second thought about seeing someone naked. Someone else, rather, because there are plenty of others. And two, he's going to wind up pantsless no matter what, most likely, because if he doesn't play this particular game, he'll be at the mercy of the seagulls. So: which is less unappealing?]
Fair enough. Here you go.
[So in the end, he goes with the "strip right here on the beach" option anyway, holding out the swim trunks. Once Yusuke takes them, he'll at least...try to fashion his shirt into something around his waist. It sort of helps.]
[ mona, mona....she recites the name silently in her head, a repetition that finally ends once she strikes gold and a lightbulb flashes on. her eyes widen as her mouth forms a small o. ]
For The Steambird! That's right, I believe Charlotte's mentioned you a few times.
[ though charlotte mentions a lot of people, her connections both within and outside of fontaine far greater than the average individual could hope to attain. but, hang on, the astrological column...? ]
I've read your column. Remarkably well-written and informative, while still managing to be entertaining and engaging. No wonder Charlotte's only ever had good things to say about you, Miss Megistus.
[ for a moment, she forgets where she is and the all the troubles she'd just gone through. her expression glitters, happy to have something familiar to latch onto. ]
[ For reasons not too different from Falin, Kiana's also fascinated with the contest - watching it, eyeing the watermelon hungrily, wondering if maybe she's way too strong to fairly compete...but then Falin's tail catches her notice, moving in the periphery of her vision. She turns to look, and wow that sure is a dragon. A dragon who's a woman? This place really is perfect!
After a few moments realizes that she's gawking, and tries her best to act normal. Her best isn't great, though, and an excited jumble of words spills out of her mouth: ]
I think someone as cute and beautiful and cool as you can do anything she wants!
( why are you looking at him for that?????? stelle is the one who brought it up?????????? )
Now now, my friends. I understand all of you have a lot of questions without answers, but lucky you, I do tend to have the answers for many of those questions.
For example, the Wildcard status is temporary until you properly check-in. Plus five points to you. ( miss 'galaxy ranger'.. if that's even your real occupation... the canon point shenanigans are killing him, right now. ) Though I will say, I didn't take either of you to be so eager with games. Game 52 is a long-term game, from my expert opinion. Until you have all the proper and private accommodations, I'm sure you won't have to worry about it.
Oh, but if you're wondering if I have the answer as to whose room this really is... Why don't we flip a coin to decide?
( because they can literally just ask a staff frankly. this all made funnier when you think about he has his own room elsewhere... )
[ it's... strange. everything about kiana feels so familiar, and yet this situation feels almost alien. they've been together many times by now, yes, but how many times did they just- take their time? touch each other and kiss, soft and caring?
(she remembers one time, at least - but then, they hadn't escalated things even to this point. warm hugs. gentle kisses. fingers stroking through their hair. she'd invited kiana back to the express, told her she'd work with welt to find a way. just as intense as their regular mishaps, without even a fraction of the violence.)
she reaches up, presses kiana's hand a bit more firmly into her own breast. more pressure is fine. this is what she wants. when she finally pulls away from the kiss, her breath already heavy, it's to murmur into kiana's ear- ]
...remember what I told Sirin? [ remember what i told you both? ] How pretty she'd look with my kids?
[ her hips roll forward against kiana's, involuntarily seeking a bit more connection. just a bit closer. just a bit more touch. ]
[ the fact that rufus visibly flushes is enough to tell tseng that something he's said has resonated. it sparks an answering heat in tseng's belly, pleasantly surprised—although, come to think of it, should it be a surprise at all? maybe it's a matter of course. if this is tseng's dream, then doesn't it stand to reason that it would cater to his desires, that the rufus of his subconscious would be turned on by the things tseng wants to do to him?
rufus slips off the desk and crowds into tseng's personal space. his body radiates heat like a small sun, and tseng's nails bite into his palms for the effort it takes not to reach out and put his hands all over rufus' body, at his waist, up his sides, his chest, his back. once he allows himself that indulgence, tseng knows it's over for him—that will be the drop of water that breaks the dam.
he cannot, however, stop himself from tilting his head just enough that rufus' nose slots against his perfectly, that their lips brush when rufus speaks, the contact a wildfire threatening to consume tseng whole. ]
I don't think about what he would hate, [ he murmurs back. he can feel the heat of rufus' breath against his mouth, can all but hear the thud of rufus' heartbeat in his ribcage. ] I want it. I would love it.
[ the thread of tseng's self-control stretches thin, strains under the pressure of holding him back. he swallows hard. ]
[The reaction she gets from Ragna is interesting to witness just as much as it is to see the blush on his face. Sae found it incredibly endearing and it shows in the slow smile that twitches her lips up. Is he not used to stuff like this..? Huh. Cute! She huffs out a laugh, fingers shifting to brush some hair away from her face.] ..Ugh! don't remind me about that. I'm going to have to look for the other thing on this list eventually. I don't want my butt smacked by those lifeguards.
If I fail the scavenger hunt can I just ask someone else to smack my ass instead? Ragna can do it! [She grins up at the man in question, making a swatting motion with her hand playfully.]
Well.. It's on easy mode so yeah, I guess I am getting off pretty easy haha. [She shrugs her shoulders as her watch says this, the smile on her face still easy-going.] Do you want to tag along? You've been here longer than me, so it helps to have someone experienced with me. [There were a lot of questions she wanted to ask but was refraining from doing so for now. Sae squints at the list, wings rustling thoughtfully. ] We can do the first one next. It says to collect one unfinished drink. We can go to the bar and snatch one from an unsuspecting person. [It didn't specify how she was supposed to collect the drink so it was safe to assume that she could do it the way she felt was right.]
but, it's fine, it's fine. she hasn't lived 500+ years not to have figured out how to save herself from choking to death, one of the most basic skills known to mankind. just give her another second or ten and then....ah, there we go! right as rain. ignore the redness to her face and the ragged quality to her voice.
it's fine. ]
That's... [ she sneaks a peek at the sky. oh great, now it's a set of very bare, very full breasts. fantastic! (or is it fan-tits-tic—) ] Not without warning like that, no.
[ like, she's seen dicks before? some of the more steamy novels she's picked up have featured rather detailed illustrations on what happens when a man loves a woman. but usually the parts are like an appetizer and not the main course, so to speak, and certainly they've never been blown into such giant proportions before.
she sighs. ]
Though it seems like I'll need to find some way to [ ugh ] adjust my tastes if I'm truly meant to be staying here for an extended period of time.
[ The circles on her ankle are distracting at best, but not so distracting that she doesn't hear the obvious purr in his voice. It has her questioning what exactly is going on here before a voice asks if it's a touch that's really that unwelcome (and is it so surprising considering it's Sylvain)? Of course, the answer is no.
Because when was the last time she had really flirted for the sake of flirting? Sylvain had always been reliable for that because neither of them wanted anything serious, and she wanted a way to annoy Holst even if he never knew about it.
She takes a thoughtful sip of her drink this time through the curly straw. There are in hindsight probably more important things to figure out. Like what was the last thing he remembers and why he seems so at home and at ease here than she had ever seen him at the Academy. But asking those things feels like a way for him to turn and leave in the other direction.
And now that she's seen a familiar face all she wants is to not be alone. ]
I don't really know. There's no late library books to be returned and my drink is still fresh. Why don't you surprise me?
[It's strange, but he's always felt the most himself around wildcards. Maybe not comfortable, but instead something primal and true. Maybe it's the feeling of knowing someone can take anything you throw at them. It's hard to say.
He likewise closes the distance, drawing dangerously close to Yu. He wants to reach out so badly, but doesn't quite yet. Something holds him back.]
Is it, really? Something brings us together, I think. You -- you're special.
[When he first sees her, he's convinced this is a nightmare. It'd hardly be the first time he'd been haunted by the memory of his crimes, after all. And Shido's Ark is here, too, it only makes sense.
And yet. Some part of him wants to grovel at her feet, to beg for forgiveness, if only so she won't leave him. That's not like it. His tattoo burns on his skin, and he exhales through grit teeth.]
Me. [He can't quite muster the usual bite to it, though, stuck in something more pathetic.] And what will you do about it, with just the two of us here?
Ah, well. Most creatures don't share the same level of sapience as humans, as far as we know. In my world, at least. That's what people use to comfort themselves.
[He hums faintly, though. That sounds.... efficient. Too pure, somehow.]
Fascinating. I can see why you'd have such moral purity, given the nature of your diet. It's easy to judge when you can gain sustenance from the earth itself, hm?
[He doesn't... sound too judgemental, but there's a dark glimmer to his look.]
Pound sand (also, wow, your voice for Rin is really good!)
[With their revealing swimwear and thin frame, Avalon certainly looked vulnerable enough. The seagulls surround them, pecking at the rows of blood-red beads curling up Avalon’s arm and tangling beaks in their hair.
As the young woman approaches them, she will have to reach through the gaggle to put her arm around their waist. One of the seagulls makes a last attempt at Avalon’s beads, but eventually follows the rest of the group to the next smaller-than-average person.
Avalon lets Rin’s arm stay where it is, neither pulling away nor leaning into the embrace.] Thank you. They seem to be looking for people to harass.
[Oh, that's cold. It's kind of nice but it's still a shock, and he sputters and flails to try and block her attack. His hair's all wet and he looks terribly undignified. Maybe this is more of a dishonor...
Eventually he just lays back, defeated and dramatic.]
Oh, you've got me. I'm not long for this world. All my worldly possessions I leave to, hmm, Daan.
[ . I only play games with pretty girls attached. . Sex is a minigame and I WILL 100% it. > Long-term is fine, as long as I don't miss any weeklies... ]
I guess that's true, but... Don't these places usually have other ways to motivate you? [ "rewards," yes, but "punishments" too. powers. purchases. snacks- ah, that's right. stelle turns to face acheron directly. ] If anyone offers you snacks or drinks for free, they're probably drugged. It's still free food, though, so.
[ thanks for that advice, stelle! that's definitely not concerning or anything!! glancing back to aventurine- ]
Sure. [ she holds her hands up, palm out. ] As long as you catch it this time.
[ she could point out that if he's flipping the coin, it's just going to come up the way he wants anyway. she could make the reasonable argument that flipping a two-sided coin for a three-way dispute is entirely senseless. she could refuse just for the sake of being contrary.
...but she's seen the sorts of trickery he's capable of thrice already. is it so wrong to wait and see just what he'll pull this time? ]
[The fact that they're both wearing swimwear (and Haru's is... certainly not as modest as she would have personally preferred or chosen had she had the option, alas) lends a certain level of absurdity to the situation.
Her chest aches. Haru steps forward. Her hands ball into fists, and then relax.]
There's a lot of things I've wanted to do to you. [To bash his face in. To shred him to bits with Milady's guns. To throttle him until he could feel just a fraction of what she'd felt watching what happened to her father. She exhales.]
But they wouldn't really change anything, would they? For my father, or for you.
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