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

[briarthorns]

[ It's okay, calling him "Mister" is still completely in character for her! ]

Chips? [ When he indicates to his watch, she blinks, and holds up her own as if mirroring his gesture. The Watch had popped awake at the same time she did, of course, and she heard its preliminary message... but it was just something about being a wildcard, and temporary accommodations, and... ]

...Oh. Right. This place is a casino...

[ Not that she's actually seen anything remotely casino-like so far, but she does remember that part from what the Watch said. Yor has gone on a few missions in casinos before — people have a strange willingness to put themselves in vulnerable situations while partying at a casino, and "clients" sometimes have an affinity for gambling away their money in the first place. If there's anything about this place that would be familiar enough to provide some kind of anchor, it would be the hotel and casino aspect... but sadly, she just had to arrive during the Beach Episode. Sigh.

Anyway. That's not important right now. What's important is what this Mr. Ragna just said! ]

I absolutely insist that I pay you back! Maybe not right now, but once I get some money of my own! Er, I mean... chips of my own.

[ There's a handful of complimentary chips already in her account, of course, but she doesn't know that. ]

But that being said... Thank you! Please wait right here.

[ And without giving him a chance to object, she hurries over to the counter of the barbeque booth to negotiate a large order of skewers, completely forgetting the way that running makes her large chest bounce around in a bikini top. Priorities. ]

[armwriostle]

[He happily spins as he glides through the water, enjoying the feel of water going through his lungs like air. The feeling is different, but it's one any Vision holder in Fontaine is familiar with.

Wriothesley feels the way the water currents move and slows to a stop when he feels someone nearby, turning to see who it might be. His face brightens, immediately recognizing the redhead approaching.

Though no words come out, the bubbles that flow from his mouth is obviously some exclamation towards them.]

[artcritic]

We seem to be risking it a lot these days, [Yusuke adds with a sigh, and orders from the bartender drinks for them. Asks for extra ice in it as well.

He raises his glass as well in a toast, clinking their glasses, and tentatively takes a sip. It's sour-sweet and refreshing, he can't argue, and he can't tell right off the bat what's "wrong". He doesn't feel much different, just a bit cooled down from the iciness of the drink.]

The taste is acceptable.

[theidlemaiden]

[ The suggestion is met with a confident nod on her part. Sailing a boat is well outside of her skillset, but making drinks? That much she could do. Nimble feet make their way over to the ice chest and upon opening it she's met with quite the spread: chilled rum in a beautiful glass bottle, a variety of mixers, a mini charcuterie board beautifully arranged with cheese, cured meats, some crackers and fresh ripe berries some even coated in dark chocolate.

A part of her almost hesitates feeling a little guilty because she'd only had the four vouchers to her name. But a part of her still doesn't quite buy into the fact that any of this is real - and if this all fades tomorrow, well - better to take advantage of it now, right? Besides, it would be rude to turn down such a kind offer.

Nami's very correct guess is met with a smile. ]

Perceptive as she is talented and beautiful. I'm Hilda - thanks again for inviting a perfect stranger onto your boat.

[ Which does beg the question of course, how many "guests" there were at the resort and how often did new arrivals check in? A question for later though as she grabs the chilled glasses. ]

How do you like your rum?

[briarthorns]

[ As unfitting of an impromptu therapist as the stranger might be, Yor is thoroughly lost in the lonely pink sauce. She blinks at his question — coffee? Has she tried the coffee. Has she? It takes her a moment to remember that, no, she has not. ]

Um, well... does it have liqueur in it or something?

[ Because she's here for the booze. And the company. However she might have to get either. ]

[defendog]

Sorry, sorry... [ both hands go up, sand still finding its way out between his fingers and from under his nails. ] ... I'm sure there's a better way of calling what this is.

[ if it's a kidnapping or a hostage situation, then there has to be a cost? a way out?? certainly someone would've contacted some outside organization to help. and he doesn't doubt broca's been trying to do something. those muscles aren't simply for show. ]

I've got it.

[ snaps his fingers! ]

Help me dig. Maybe we can dig our way out.

[defendog]

[ well. there's nothing in the rules that says the kisses can't come from the same person? neither does it say anything about who's giving or receiving them? but balance seems like the right thing to do; it wouldn't be fair for six to give both. hung hums to himself, the feeling of the erune's peck hanging around for a moment before fading away.

kisses are nice, after all.

that color on six's cheeks needs to be extinguished. the only possible way to douse those tiny fires would be to smother them with a smooch of his own?

so he's taking that second kiss for himself. it feels right, even though his might be a little different. a muzzle that angles slightly so that it's not all nose touching cheek but making sure to put a little tongue there as he retreats. ]

[theidlemaiden]

Either that or you have a really good imagination.

[ Although what that says about the artist (is that what they call someone who creates fireworks?) she doesn't know. A dick complete with a set of balls that has some hair sprouting on it flashes across the sky before it's accompanied by a full on vagina, spread wide for all to see.

Caught off guard, her eyes widen slightly before she turns away, pink colouring her cheeks. ]

Probably a good idea. The seagulls are as fast as they are muscly - I don't think I'm going to recover from that run for a week. That alone doesn't have me convinced this is a dream as much as it might be a weird...nightmare.

[ The thought is punctuated with a sigh before she dissolves into a smile. ]

I'm Hilda by the way.

[silversunshine]

[Right, it was serious business time. He's still tapping a rhythm to get his nerves out but has fallen back flat in his feet with a frown. No weapons, an admission that they were knocked out and its sound a lot like they may be captives. At least it's warmer here he muses before focusing on information gathering.]

Don't get me wrong, sex and light airy beaches sound great normally but I've got things to do at home. You've obviously been around so just... Be real with me, what is up with this place?

[schmisse]

[ Weiss did see that post. Not that it was something he made, but it definitely was the talk of the resort for some time! Lots of unwanted attention given to a King. None of it she knew how to make better, so she never did say or do anything about it.

Somehow, Scott telling her he's also lonely makes her think about that. Her own loneliness can wait. She's not a priority when her friends (?) could use some help and cheering up. And hey - if she helps him feel better, maybe that will make her feel less lonely. Maybe he'll realise just how good of a person she is and how important she is! That'll get him to seek her out more often for sure. ]

It sucks, doesn't it? Being alone.

[ She gives him a small smile. And now she swings their hands back and forth like a merry child walking hand-in-hand with their friend. ]

I'm here for you, though. You can tell me what's bothering you. Why are you feeling lonely? Did someone tease you too much and make you angry?

ii

[macaronage]

[ If there were other spots available, Navia might have chosen somewhere else to sit, but all the umbrellas are occupied by other beachgoers chatting and drinking and napping in the shade. The gentleman next to her doesn't exactly seem thrilled to have a companion under the umbrella, but he doesn't object either, and he's so quiet that it only takes a moment for her to fall asleep.

Waking up next to a wolfman instead should be startling, but she doesn't feel at all unsettled. Her heart leaps at the sight of him, in fact, but that probably has to do with the heart-shaped tattoo on her hip. ]

Off? Do you think so? Everything seems lovely to me.

yohohoho

[shanksyourfeels]

[ It doesn't matter it's not entirely authentic, that the sun is artificial, but Shanks doesn't care. It's the closest he's been to a real beach since, well, Nami's suite. He's spent way too much time on the sand, in the water, half in, half out as waves wash over him on the shore. He tries to remember to return to his suite, once in a while, for a bath, but it's hard, when all he wants to do is be on the beach, in any capacity. ]

[ Of course, if anything was going to make his wants and needs hurt worse, it was seeing a boat. When he hears that all too familiar voice call from it, Shanks' face earnestly splits into a beaming smile. ]

Nami.... I would appreciate it. Without [ his arm ] my crew, it's not so easy to do by myself.

[ Shanks wastes no more time joining Nami, eyes intent on her, never leaving her. ]

cw: vague incest mention while not hosting company, heathen

[befehl]

( Please be careful, Aventurine, you're gonna activate his need to detail all events and trust me you do not want the Charmony Dove story again. He crosses his arms and sighs, he will explain one thing: )

Death didn't exist because of THEM, so do what you will with that. And what are you two conspiring about? If you're going to plot my demise then you should do so in private.

( At least Acheron seems easier to have an actual conversation with! Sunday just arrived here, so naturally his mind is somewhat fried. )

This place also corrupts the mind and it wont be long until the House does something to provoke you. That's what I gather from others. I've been trying to investigate the ins and outs.

( He probably does need to get railed against a wall but if there's one pussy out there he would devote himself to, then it is Robin's. He dreams about it. Hopefully she's also a virgin? She has to be. She's pure. )

Well. Now that that's out of the way. Miss Stelle, Mr. Aventurine, since you two insist on making plans in secret, why don't you share with us and propose means of entertainment?

[dispassioned]

[He raises an eyebrow. She must be pretty far gone to have missed the implication that she should sober up. Or she’s the type that requires a more direct approach. There’s the possibility that she’s just playing dumb, but her moment of confused hesitation seemed too real for that.]

No. Just caffeine. How many of those drinks have you had?

[briarthorns]

[ The man she happened to slide next to has a kind voice. When she turns and finds someone wearing a very weird scifi-esque visor that's straight out of one of Anya's cartoons, she has to take a moment, blinking profusely, before she's sure she isn't just seeing things.

You know what? Why not. It's hardly the weirdest thing she's seen today. And now that he's talking to her, she's feeling desperate for him to stay. ]

My family...

[ Looking down at the moist bartop, she seems to wither slightly with the weight of recalling their faces. ]

Well... there's my daughter, Anya. And my husband... Loid. She's Loid's daughter from his first marriage. His wife passed away. Oh, but she's the sweetest little girl... so kind... she's never, ever compared me to her real mother...

[ And yeah, her marriage to Loid is a sham. That's something she isn't going to say aloud, even here. But the thought of never seeing him again either is, strangely, really upsetting too. ]

And I have a younger brother, Yuri. I'm so proud of him. He works for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs now, but it was just the two of us growing up.

[ She goes quiet for a moment, feeling worse than ever... and then, suddenly sits up and waves her hand drunkenly at the bartender. ]

Excuse me! Sir! A glass of wine, please!

[softstoneheart]

If they're hurt, they should be cared for, since they'd be left for dead in the wild. But I don't think cages are the answer. I wouldn't even put my pets on a leash if it wasn't for laws saying I have to.

[ And they're not really necessary. Her cuties are so well-behaved!! Also she is only a yapper when it comes to animals (and sometimes beautiful women with a dignified air to them).

It's not that she wholly disagrees with Sunday's assessment of the world: She grew up on a planet they're the verge of ecological collapse, abandoned by its elite. A place where acid rain fell from the sky and the air was unbreathable. The world can be unfair and cruel, that's a fact, but that's what steels her resolve. Her gaze shifts from feeding the birds she's feeding to him. ]

Don't get me wrong, I'm not blind to the terrible things going on. But that's why everyone has to work hard to make things better in their own way.

[briarthorns]

[ Yor hears the man approaching her long before she spins around to face him — of course she does. She might be freaking out, and he might be taking soft sinking steps in loose sand, but she's still one of the best assassins in the world. Still, she isn't looking for a fight, so she keeps banging and pulling on the door until the last second... and when she does turn around, eyes blazing with murderous self-defense, another scream is cut short by the offered shirt and the — the tiny speedo. ]

...

[ Wide eyes dart back and forth between the unknown man's face, the much-desired shirt, and the package that's a little harder to look away from than she'd admit. And she takes one step toward him to snatch the shirt from his hand... and then feverishly wave it at him, like she's trying to bat away a cloud of bees. ]

Wh-Who're you?! Do you live here?! I woke up like this! I swear!

[philancer]

I've been here for over six months now. [ His lips quirk into a wry smile as he tips his head slightly in acknowledgement. ] I'm not sure 'resigned' is the right word, although I suppose it's as good as any. Then again, I've never been afraid of a gamble, if the risk was worth the reward.

At the moment... [ he holds up his glass with a chuckle. ] I'm more interested in cooling my tongue back down after the spicy skewers. I'm not sure which will get me first, honestly - the rabbit, or whatever this particular fruit does. Maybe I should be taking wagers.

I'd offer you some, but you still look understandably suspicious, so I'll understand if you're still interested in abstaining.

[bardische]

[ She doesn't need to check that he's still following her; she'd have to turn him away if she wanted him to stop. But the glance back makes him smile, warm and less self-conscious than it would normally be. He always knows she wants him around, but it feels easier to believe today. ]

I haven't been on so much as a raft, except once or twice in basic training. But yes, we have airships. I haven't spent much time on those either. I move with ground caravans, or ride chocobos.

[ He's talking, but his attention is entirely on her: her eagerness, the ease and strength with which she scales the side of the boat, her knowing ability to assess the vessel. He climbs up after her, deft enough with the ladder but having to adjust for the bobbing of the boat and curl of the hull. Still, it's with enough time to see her spring into action. ]

If I can be of help, please direct me. Otherwise I will stay out of your way.

[befehl]

( As he tours the room back to the entrance, Sunday locks the door and looks out between the blinds. Just to be safe.

He joins Six once again, looking at his face - well, his mask. It's still polite to be within a line of sight. )

... If we are in a dream, then sickness shouldn't be possible. We were laying down on those parasols and then transported here. If you pinch your arm, does it hurt?

i.) it's free real estate

[blastedass]

[it's only been a day here and sleeping in the same bunked-stuffed room is not his first choice. but exhausted and drained, bakugo's taken the same and passed out late the night before. at the very least, it's impossible not to say it's comfortable. though he could've done without suddenly being woken up by a solid bump against the ceiling. his eyes snap open, there's a brief moment of startled adrenaline, and a shape falls right past the bed and onto the floor.

dammit! the first one woke him up! the second one just pisses him off and he does an angry cringe when that sound grates him into full waking. what the hell? is this, some kind of alarm? bakugo scowls as he leans over the side of the bed.]

So noisy! What the hell are you trying to do, kill yourself? [who doesn't know how to sleep in a damn bunk bed? granted, bakugo's never had to in his life...

...and this guy looks like a huge dog.]

[macaronage]

Wriothesley?

[ Navia looks up at him in wide-eyed surprise, not expecting to find him here again, in spite of the fact that he'd been here with her the last time. It's a relief, honestly, to the point that she even hugs him, albeit only briefly. ]

How long has it been since we parted? Your hair has grown so much! But, ah...

[ Here, she blushes a little as she shows him the watch and all the things she'll require to win the challenge. Even though they've been intimate, and he'd promised to help her back then and now, it still feels like a lot to ask anyone for these items. ]

such a prickly little pineapple~

[skinstitch]

Who the hell am I?

( he repeats it playfully, as though insulted by the question--hell, that's something even he didn't consider when he'd first arrived here, that somehow the people walking around could be cheap imitations, some kind of copy, hyper-realistic or quirk-controlled or otherwise. then again, there had been no reason to think it, back then; he had seen enough to convince him that everyone here had to be the real thing, no matter what instant they came from. and bakugou's giving him good information, all the same: he's from somewhere in the war, then, which means that outside of this place, in whatever dimension, time moves just fine.

the war. right. the fucking war, which means--

he takes another few steps, one hand lifting, fingers outstretched into a crackle of blue flame--it isn't a move to fight him, but more just a warning. he can see the way that bakugou's tensing up, after all, the way his hand is clenching, and the last thing they need is the kid to blow up the fucking beach when it's only just arrived here. slowly, that hand lowers; just a blossom of flame, tucked down by his thigh, as though fully prepared to lash out if necessary.

still: it's a wild look of pleasure, his lips stretching, pulled up into a grin. utterly distracted, because-- )

Hey, tell me. Is he still alive? Endeavor?

( when hawks had been here, he'd said the same thing--confirmed that the number one hero had been alive, back where he'd been from, back in the time he'd been from. at that time, he'd been almost soothed by the information; it meant that being here meant nothing, that he wasn't delaying anything, that the world somehow kept turning with him in it, even if he remained stuck in this fucking place. a hard thing to wrap his head around--and maybe it's not even true.

but he's closing more distance between them, as though his excited anticipation can't keep him still: )

Or did he die yet? Is he gone? ( am i gone? it's hard to know what answer would please him the most. ) Come on. Give me that much. I'll tell you who I am.

( because who the fuck else is he? he's himself. )

[macaronage]

[ Now, Baizhu, that's not the attitude of a winner! Navia rests a hand on her hip and shakes her finger at him. ]

I'll accept your help, kind sir, but only if you let me help you in return! That's only fair, isn't it? You needn't resign yourself to failure. Have you gotten any of the items yet? How much do you have left to go?

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Soundwave simply watches her as she eats the veggies. Lacking in indignities, sure, but if she's as hungry as she seems, then it's understandable. That said, he's waiting to see if there's any changes taking effect. His eyes behind the visor scan Yor for any physical or emotional changes, but so far there doesn't seem to be any changes to her.

The veggies must be safe to eat then.

Ma'am? .... Oh right, the human avatar.]

Soundwave.

[He technically has a proper human name, but he never bothers himself with using it, honestly. It's not like he has a reason to hide his existence here. This form is simply just convenient.]

If you are still hungry, you can order however much you want. [Be his guinea pig and test those food out for him Cough, I mean-] I am certain I have enough chips to cover for you, Miss Yor.

[Not like he's ever used the chips he's earned for anything, really. So, sharing some of his wealth feels useful than letting them sit in digital dust, especially if it's helpful to this terribly hungry woman.]