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

i

[conspecifics]

( unfortunately, it’s slightly too late that kirma thinks to ignore the cry for help, to avoid getting involved— his ears fly up in clear surprise and acknowledgement of being addressed, followed by a grimace, and at that point it’s nothing but obvious that he’s heard her, isn’t it? that means he also has no choice to to help out, doesn’t it? still, the looming threat of one (1) hassle on the horizon isn’t the most… motivating thing. )

Isn’t ten at once, a bit…

( good beachy sports that they are, all ten on the right— her right— have already turned their seagully heads to look at him, necks twisting around at an angle straight from a horror film. uhhh. his ears fold back. )

You mean— in a fight, right.

( you can never be sure in the sex casino. even on the beach in broad daylight. )

[minitrue]

( The way she stops in her tracks pauses him. Good. That seems like her intention, to give him a moment to think about his words. )

You misunderstand me, Miss Topaz. ( Clothing is on the to-do list, he knows, but he feels so silly trying to have a conversation of this magnitude in a beach robe. All the same: ) I propose that we're already dead.

Afterlives aren't much of something I believed in, you see. It's a long shot no matter how you look at it. ( And believing in anything really isn't the Fictionologists' way. ) But... Well, it's worth putting out there.

[wingdoovers]

Kisses.

[ In another place, from anyone he'd pegged as the sort of compulsively daring human who was interested precisely because he looked challenging, he'd call that a transparent attempt to come on to him. But the few hours he's spent here have already adjusted his standards drastically. Now it's the relative innocence of the thing that's out of line with his expectations, especially after watching that flush creep across her cheeks.

Not much of an ask, in other words, especially not if it gives him an opening to pry a little about her past, but it does still raise some more immediate questions: ]

How do you collect a kiss? Does the - [ he shakes his watch ] band just... know?

[counterblowing]

Even the food, huh? That lines up.

[Rahu makes a distasteful noise in her throat, though her expression remains distant and stern. It is distasteful—the more she sees of the place and its staff and longterm guests, the less favorable the picture painted of them is. They're content to toy with anyone as they please and manipulate the stakes to their whims, manipulators like the worst of Eastside and more than that.

She pushes her hair, by now gathered up into a low and long ponytail at the base of her neck, back over her shoulder, mulling over his answer and the implications.]

You're still eating them, though, so you must've resigned yourself. [It isn't you must have given up. Everyone needs to eat; a hunger strike would be a stupid way to get results. Her stern mouth turns up just slightly into a careless smirk.] Or you don't have a problem taking the gamble. What'd you get?

[izanagis]

[That.

That sure is a smush.

His hands hover for a moment; does she...realize? Should he...say something?? But in the end, how much he's missed her wins out over concerns about propriety. You could call the hearts suit a little bit sappy, at least in his experience, and he seems to be feeling that more than usual today. So we're just gonna return that hug and pretend it's totally find that she's completely topless.]

It's me. I'm glad to see you, Rise.

[Whenever they put some distance between them, he will avert his eyes. For now--] They really do seem like seagulls, don't they? Relentless and needlessly aggressive.

[Said with a pointed look at one of the lifeguards. Said lifeguard does not seem to care, still watching them both with a sharp eye.]

[minitrue]

Sure, alright. ( He tried to kill two birds with one stone, but one bird is still pretty good. )

How about biting my arm, then? ( As weird as it sounds, it feels just as strange to be the one asking. ) It's the least invasive, and it's not like it requires you to take anything off.

[unionized]

[It's always a question of whose eyes are on you at any given moment, isn't it? Who's watching and who isn't, whose expectations matter and whose can be brushed aside. Such is the burden of those who take up the responsibility of machinations already in motion, forced to play the part whether they asked for it or not.

BUT YOU KNOW. Ruminations for another time and place, when right now there are more pressing things to talk about. Like firework butts.]

Besides cultivating a good poker face?

[It's funny because the resort is also a casino.]

I'm not exactly a self-help book. But the sooner you let go of being scandalized, the better.

[backwrong]

[Would they have picked on Falin, if not for her... current physique? Probably. They probably pick on anyone that seems weak.]

Well, they're gone now.

[hatefuldays]

Oh! I thought you meant I had to let you bite me. If it's me biting you, then I don't mind doing both.

[ She is not interested in figuring out how well-tuned her pain sense is. ]

How about I go first, then I can bite you extra hard if you didn't treat me properly? [ Said as a joke. ]

[backwrong]

This place is... really interested in having us all come together. It's strange...

[Maybe it IS some sort of dungeon, with a sex-obsessed dungeon master? It's a little far fetched, but it seems like the most reasonable explanation so far to her. This whole thing is kind of bonkers.]

Hmm... maybe? Is it on honor, or... are they watching?

[befehl]

I am.

( That's the entire issue here - this House and this concept is nothing more but the Hell he must have been assigned to. )

Due to certain individuals here, I've concluded this must be a realm between worlds. The last thing I remember is falling to my death. Perhaps in mid-air, I was sent here. It could explain the ghosts.

[starcinoma]

[ look, here's the deal: stelle doesn't know a girin from a qilin from a kirin. possibly more importantly, she also doesn't know who the fuck this guy is... not that that's a particular issue for her, historically speaking. but most importantly of all?

he's asked her an easily provable question where any lie would be utterly disbelievable. and that means- ]

Yes. [ a beat. ] Maybe even taller.

[ -that she's just been given free reign to be a dumbass. ]

[minitrue]

( He can see how that could've been miscommunicated, and these guidelines don't help much. Collecting bite marks could mean anything, from anyone. But, no, Gallagher isn't planning on biting anyone today.

Two birds it is. )

If you're sure. You alright going somewhere more private?

y'all ready for this

[belialedge]

[ Frankly, Ragna might have been a little bit worried if it wasn't some kind of strip game. ... HEAR THIS NARRATOR OUT. When things don't take a sexual turn, they usually take on a more creepy, haunted and supernatural twist. And if this beach was hiding some dark secret beneath the surface of the water or more sinister? One Grim Reaper in particular was not in the mood to handle that right about now. Even unwinding on the beach was an ask for someone like him, but if the months have done one thing? It's tempered his formerly brick wall of a personality that vehemently refused to do anything. Here's here, dressed for the part, and now in a sticky predicament alongside a familiar face.

The number of times that Ragna has played volleyball can be counted on zero hands. Luckily, however, he's heard of it. Seen it played at Talon a couple of times. You get three hits before it has to go to the other side of the net, right? Simple enough. In concept. Once he's done his best to dispel how freaked out he was at the unreasonably buff birds, Ragna shares a look and nod with Yu, cool as a cucumber in comparison. ]

[ "AAAND WE HAVE OURSELVES A SCRAMBLE ON THE BEACH, LADIES AND GENTLEBIRDS!!" ]

[ Suddenly, various NPCs and guests alike are now standing on the sidelines to watch, along with a couple more Seagull Lifeguards who screech and holler. Except for one. The one that's calling the game seemingly out of thin air from a commentary table! It's a seagull-headed announcer! And they speak fluently and coherently which defies all logic! ]



Where the hell did that table come from?? [ A beat. ] Whose playing this freakin music—?!

[ "Who is going to walk away with all the glory?? And who is going to wind up...STRIPPED...of all of it?? It's the Golden Peacock's finest of the flock, versus the SS-Class Duo of Yu Narukami and Ragna the Bloodedge!!" ]

God. Just...

[ "We've got this. Ready?" ]

Whatever. No falling behind to these feathered freaks. Got it?

[emeinator]

[She raises a hand to her head. Surely she didn't get the wrong room...again...]

... [She finally sighs.] Perhaps this isn't my room. This place is quite large and everything looks the same. You're right. [She had this issue with Penacony!!! You'd think that after traveling across countless worlds, she wouldn't get so easily lost in a hotel, but here we are.

She shakes her head a little.] No, it doesn't matter I suppose. It feels like our lodgings are temporary given the notice on the watches. Even if I were to locate my room proper, it feels like it means very little. I have no belongings to return to. [A hand instinctively moves to rest on her hip where her sword would be.]

I've inconvenienced you, so for that, I apologize.

[hatefuldays]

Yeah, that's a good idea. I don't know anywhere good, so you take the lead.

Oh, before that, introductions! I'm Hyun-ae, an AI. [ Deep bow. ]

Kaijin | Original | New

[catmemes]

i. THOSE WHO POUND SAND

[ The sun is shining, the sound of the surf fills the air, and a pack of lifeguards have apparently found a new victim if the way they're all crowding into one spot is any indication. They're jostling in, quickly working themselves into a frenzy before the knot of them suddenly breaks apart in a flurry of feathers and sends each of the lifeguards scattering away across the beach. Which, in fairness, is probably the correct response to suddenly finding yourself face to face with a six foot tall cat.

Intimidating enough if you're a bird, and certainly said cat could look plenty impressive, solid black and seeming to almost be disintegrating into ash at the edges as he is. The problem with that is that the unexpected altercation has left him with a parting gift in the shape of a very fetching pair of bikini bottoms currently tangled over his head, pulling uncomfortably at his ears and draping to cover one glowing eye.

Every attempt he makes to paw it off just ends up with the bikini's strings tangling further into his long fur, and it doesn't take long before Kai is abandoning every pretense at dignity or logic to roll around in the sand in an attempt to free himself. Perhaps a spare pair of opposable thumbs could be of help? ]

ii. DAYDREAM PARASOLS

[ So beachtime has not exactly gotten off to the best start. The water has earned a number of deeply suspicious looks and the sand's not much better. The only thing so far that hasn't earned a scowl has been the surprisingly comfortable chair he's found, so it probably shouldn't be too much of a surprise that he's asleep almost instantly, his human form still somehow managing to form an impressively tight spiral.

It takes a moment to realize something's off, when he looks around again. The beach seems more or less the same, if slightly more pastel-colored, and the forest that's suddenly appeared behind him just makes sense. Really the most noticeable change might be Kai himself, namely the fluffy black cat ears poking out through his hair and the new green, feline eyes.

Those eyes will snap over to the person next to him at the first sign of movement, pupils going wide and round enough to almost eclipse the green. ]

I think something is weird. [ He says, as someone in a skimpy bikini and absolutely no face wanders by. Give him a moment and it will click, he doesn't usually dream much. ]

iii. TUMBLING DOWN

[ He knew the water wasn't to be trusted. But he'd heard something about a waterfall and he'd just had to have gotten curious and happened across a raft just large enough to let him keep himself mostly dry as he paddled around. It took roughly half a second of ending up in the choppier waves to figure out that the entire thing was a terrible idea, but by then he was already being resignedly swept away. Well, at least he'd found the waterfall.

But rather than being dead or whatever passes for it, Kai seems to have found himself damply bedraggled, mostly naked, and knee-deep in a bathtub. Which is presumably either in or about to be in use, so. Awkward. ]

...hi. [ There's a brief pause where he just sort of stares unblinklingly that draws out almost a second too long before he shifts a little. ] Do you have a towel?

iv. WILDCARD

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[broca]

[ Broca absolutely refuses to do that kind of squinting. ]

It's not a vacation.

[ He'd all it more of a hostage situation. A forced imprisonment if you will. It doesn't help that he's been given the absolute worst accommodations possible, and weird behaviors have been foisted on him against his will.

Broca may not have taken many vacations in his life, but he would still count this as his very worst if someone insists on using that accursed word for it. ]

No obvious way, but if we got here, then we have to be able to get out.

[ Stubborn to the end, he refuses to accept anything else. ]

... >:)

[schmisse]

That's so sweet of you to offer!

[ Weiss even bats her eyelashes at her hero, holds her hands together and looks up at her like she's the most amazing person around. ]

Yes, please. That would be great. I just need five feathers!

[ That should be easy enough for Yasha, right? She thinks, anyway... ]

[befehl]

( Why is it not surprising that Topaz can deliver those words as cheerfully as she does while in the process of ordering food? That stare he gives her, like he's looking at the slimy thing itself says it all. Why would anyone like that?! )

I'm not into either. I've already had an experience with a certain type of monster. It had large claws everywhere and a big appetite. Mr. Gallagher should explain the rest since we're about to eat. Next time you see him, ask him.

( Dormancy turned Sunday into a galactic smoothie. Enough for a lifetime. His lack of explanation definitely leaves plenty to the imagination, though. He won't judge her either if that's her type of entertainment, contrary to his expression. He's just recalling those events.

He chooses a table near where most birds are perched on the railing encasing the area. Their plumage is colorful unlike the ones from Penacony, matching the tropical nature of their surroundings.

It's stunning how elegant the parfaits is, fresh as any VIP order he might get in Penacony, five-star delights and balanced. )

This is perfect. I appreciate it, Miss Topaz.

( He scoops a few pieces of fruits and dabs them over the cream. Although light in sugar, it's still more sugar than he has ever had in a while. He holds back a sound, going back for another scoop while watching Topaz feed the bird. Well, she's technically feeding two birds right. )

You seem to have a way with animals, it appears to like you. This is delicious, I didn't realize how hungry I felt.

kaijin | original

[catmemes]

the cat came back

[affectare]

[ congrats to kleken on his new contract slave




said contract slave has not yet seemed to realize that she's signed her freedom services away just yet, too busy wringing her hands and staring at her new master associate as he goes off to do as told. thank the archons this all could have been resolved quickly. though the longer she watches, the longer something seems....off? has the knave really been so mild-mannered this whole time? could furina really have shooed her away with just a few waves of her hand?

no time to ponder deeply about what could have been when the man's already returning, that easy smile still on his face. furina nods once, visibly relaxing. ]

Yes, thank you. I'm very much in your debt for that. [ but that's what the contract's for! ] May I have your name, Monsieur....?

[schmisse]

[ Weiss has been made to feel an overwhelming sense of loneliness thanks to her drink, but what she hears from this other woman is just. Sad! While it doesn't bring Weiss to tears, she can't help but feel bad for being dramatic. Sure, she's alone now and has been alone for most her life, but at least she's had conversations! She has friends! Even if they aren't here right now. ]

Wait - really? Why? Who left you alone like that?!

[ She's so hurt!! For her new friend!!! ]

[emeinator]

[Maybe she just wanted to look at him??? Wow, don't get your panties in a bunch. If you're even wearing underwear.]

Hm. [She's thinking a bit about the Wildcard status and everything. It feels somewhat odd to say the least. Is this normal?] You've been here for awhile if you have answers. [It's a statement and not a question, but it also isn't touched on more than that. In the end, it just means that the other has been able to settle.]

You misunderstand though. If you wish to partake and use this space, then do so at your leisure. I don't have interest. [Though, she probably isn't against it either. Just, you know...isn't really about to jump into anyone's bed at the snap of one's fingers.

She does look to Stelle with some concern though. Gurl, just because it's free doesn't mean you should eat it if you know it's drugged. That isn't what trailblazing is about.] Sure. It matters not what the results are, but it would do well to know who this room belongs to.

[veardant]

[ cyno being here feels so good, so right that tighnari's heart clenches and aches, and his smile curves, warm and easy. ]

I just wanted to enjoy the fireworks for a little bit, that's all.

[ gods, cyno has no idea how much tighnari has missed him. his hands twitch at his sides, before he gives into the urge to lean in and hug him tightly around the shoulders, squeezing. it knocks his hat off and into the sands, but that's fine, the sun is down anyway. ]

You have no idea how good it is to see you.