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

[softstoneheart]

But you'd take my help, if you were comfortable with the terms, right?

[ Smart move; an open favor truly is a dangerous one. The hint of an opening, the start of a deal is on the horizon, and unlike her mentor, she doesn't push further. She's satisfied with mutual benefit.

You can take a workaholic out of the office but you can't take the workaholic nature out of her. There's research to compile, more network posts to read. The thought of kicking back earns a laugh. ]

I'm really fascinated by the resort and want to learn what makes it tick. There's nothing wrong with wanting to know more, is there?

[nonvoting]

[ pity the fool who mistakes rufus for docile. even in a dream, tseng can't imagine him any other way than how he is: dangerous as a coiled snake even when he allows someone to lay their hands on him, using his fangs sparingly, ever cognizant of how sharp his venom can be. it's perhaps what tseng likes so much about this moment, this fantasy. he can treat rufus this way because rufus has allowed it, because he has decided that tseng may touch him. even like this, with his cheekbone pressed to the hard surface of the president's desk and tseng's finger buried inside him, rufus still has most of the power.

but tseng, at least, has some. he has the power to rock his hand forward into that backward shift of rufus' hips, to fuck him a little deeper. to slide a second finger into that tight hole, to spread his fingers wide and press them down on either side of the smooth shape of his prostate. rufus is goading him, tseng knows, and the worst part is it's fucking working, even though rufus' hole is so tight around his fingers that tseng knows no one else has been there in months, maybe years.

his teeth feel sharp with the desire to bite down on the back of rufus' neck, to mark him indelibly. he has no right, because rufus shinra belongs to no one despite the best efforts of many—but gods if he doesn't want. ]

I'm not worried. [ one statement, more or less true. ] And I'm not jealous. [ a second statement, less true than the first. tseng isn't accustomed to feeling jealousy and so he isn't sure if this is what it feels like, this burning in his lungs, this need to dig his fingers into the layer of muscle under rufus' skin so he can't move without thinking of tseng.

maybe it's just that tseng wants to know how many other men he's going to be better than, when he fucks rufus useless. he presses his fingers deeper, his hand beginning to move in quicker, steady thrusts, the sound of lube and skin on skin loud and indecent even over the swell of waves on the shore below them. ]

① IT'S FREE REAL ESTATE

[blastedass]

[Falling asleep in the same bed he woke from in this stupid place is not the smartest thing to do, and yet, maybe it is. At least he's been in this room before. It's better than crashing in a place he has absolutely zero idea about. And he can lock the door, for whatever good that's worth. If anything, the bed's comfortable and Bakugo drifted (see: collapsed) to sleep instantly.

What his dreams are, no one knows, but his sleep's summarily interrupted by something compressing against his back. Bakugo's eyes flutter open once or twice, disturbed in the morning, and he groggily looks down to find a head buried in his ches- ]

THE FUCK?! [Adrenaline surges through his veins like a floodgate and he instantly jams both hands against the giant man's shoulders, quickly trying to shove him backwards to get some space between himself and those shitty tree trunks arms squeezing around his torso.] Who the fuck are you?! Get off me!!

[Apparently the choice is: wake. Violently.]

[macaronage]

[ Thank all the Archons and every elemental dragon that Sylvain is quick on the uptake. He lifts her up into his arms and she sighs against his throat, kissing a trail up his neck to his jaw. She's so preoccupied that she almost misses what he actually says. ]

Hmm? Oh, yes! Comfortable. Good idea.

[ She's already comfortable in his arms, to tell the truth, but the part that comes next will be easier with some kind of sand-free surface for him to set her down on. It only takes him a moment to find a rather isolated chair, thankfully, and he sits down with her on his thighs.

As soon as they're seated, she scrambles to straddle him. ]

How... how've you been? Doing well?

[wray]

... If this isn't a dream, then it's likely something much worse.

[ Not that he's too sure about that assumption, but it's not like he has the best opinion about this place. He does pinch himself to make sure, and the pain is sharp, real. So that rules this being a "dream". ]

Could it be possible that this is a realistic one? I barely remember the last thing we were talking about.

[ As if they simply drifted off. ]

[affectare]

Oh.

[ away drops that smile and the return of her good cheer at the mention of the knave. it would be rather unfortunate if she happened to bump into the woman again, wouldn't it, especially after this nice gentleman had gone through so much effort to chase her away.

but...it's not like she can keep relying on the people around her to solve her problems. she'll have to take matters into her own hands at some point, fend for herself. ]

That's.....I'm sure I'll find some way to make do. After all, I can't exactly keep clinging onto you like this, can I? That would be so terribly rude.

[ perish the thought! ]

I suppose I'll just have to.....find an empty shack or something to hide behind....

[ bro, that sounds so pathetic. ]

[macaronage]

[ Well, it's a gamble, but that's kind of the point of this whole place, isn't it? Playing the game, risk and reward, pain and pleasure. She considers for a moment, then nods. ]

Just don't break the skin, please. But why don't we start with your request, first? All you needed was a kiss, yes?

opens my arms. ii

[nonvoting]

[ without all the petticoats, it takes an extra second for tseng to recognize navia as she darts down the beach toward him. in the end it's her hair that does it, the golden waves of it fluttering around her as she looks back and forth up and down the sand, tugging loose a memory from the back of tseng's mind: the two of them tucked under a table in an overdecorated casino room, fumbling through removing too many layers of clothes. ]

Navia?

[ he catches her as she goes by, reaching out to grip her arms gently at the bicep. she feels—flushed, too warm to the touch, almost feverish under his hands. tseng has been around this block once or twice, and can guess the most likely cause, but he wants to hear it from her mouth first before he makes assumptions. ]

Are you all right?

[peacewithouttyranny]

[..........]

You only get two seconds.

[Luckily for Kiana, he's friendly today (thanks to the grilled fruit he ate) otherwise he wouldn't bother with that request! So, he pulls the mask down and the visor dissipates in little pixels- a stoic young woman with glowing crimson red eyes.

Two seconds are up! The mask is pulled back up and the visor re-materializes over the avatar's eyes.]

[affectare]

[ little lady.....

once upon a time she might have been offended. now, she just takes the nickname as a sign of safety. comfort. if he's being so nice to her now, then surely this whole ordeal can't be so bad?

still. it wouldn't hurt to do a few quick introductions. that would be the polite thing to do, wouldn't it? ]

It's Furina. My name, that is. And you are.....

[ she trails off as they step outside, furiously blinking against the sun while clutching her robe tight over her chest. but apparently she's gotten too much sun in her eyes, because there simply isn't any way she's seeing what she's seeing when she opens them again. ]

Are those...gulls?

[ on exceptionally buff bodies??? what in archons' name— ]

i. those who pound sand.

[blastedass]

[He's only had to battle off those damn gulls once. Whether they took their scorched butts back to their group and talked about it or something else communicated "danger" to the rest of them, he doesn't care. So long as they don't start ganging up on him again, Bakugo's not going to blow them up with an angry vengeance.

Seeing another group of them, presumably assaulting another beach-goer, riles his irritation again. But before he's able to turn their entire group into a gaggle of roast chicken, the man in the middle takes care of matters himself. Interesting throw.

Wait- what the fuck?! One toss and they're gone!? That's not what he experienced! As they group scatters, Bakugo stands not too far off, hands on his hips with a scowl on his face.] You got fucking lucky.

[He won't be calling any attention to Shirou's neck scar; Bakugo already has two large puncture wound scars through his left shoulder and lower right side, as well as a burst-like scar centered on his chest.]

[briarthorns]

[ Yor isn't dumb, but she does land somewhere high on the ditz-bimbo spectrum. She's extremely competent at one thing (killing people!) and not so great... at most other things. Including drinking. ]

Four.

[ She spreads her hands out at the four empty glasses she put in the counter. See? Four! ]

Are you saying I shouldn't have more? Because... I disagree! How else am I going to survive in this place? I saw fish with sexy woman legs today, alright?!

[bardische]

Ah, thank you.

[ It's clear he's a little flustered, even as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand -- not many other options in their small clothing items. It isn't her though; he's like that with most new people.

He does find himself sizing her up. The combination of her very cute, girlish bathing suit with the clear muscles of a trained athlete pique his curiosity. He'd even wager to say warrior, though he's struck out on that a few times here. Not everyone's world still has them. ]

I think this place likes to leave us without so we'll have to talk -- or more. At least they didn't devise some scenario where you had to take care of it for me.

[ Because making some random of-age but definitely younger woman lick sauce of him felt like a scenario that wasn't out of the realm of possible here. And it wasn't one he'd particularly enjoy. ]

[befehl]

( He sure does, what a coincidence, huh? )

Your infamy is impressive, so yes.

( He doesn't seem concerned about it. What can he do here? Use water guns? )

Have you ever kissed someone before?

[swearfilter]

Will do.

[If he had his hat, he'd tip it, but alas... Anyway!]

That's right, miss. Didn't specify anythin' specific, so I'll leave it up to you.

i

[relentlessbeauty]

[Given the seagull lifeguards' duties and the sheer amount of people showing up without proper beachwear (himself included), it becomes somewhat easy to ignore them going after guests and divesting them of their clothes on the spot. It's a little more difficult ignoring when the guests struggle and scream and yell, but it's really not much different from some of the rowdiness back in school.

But he sees an opportunity when he sees the convening lifeguards. An opportunity of the obtaining-five-feathers variety.]

Honestly. Don't they feed you well enough around here? What are you lot doing, pecking at guests?

[It doesn't really occur to him that they may be bullying the man they've surrounded; it looks very much like they're trying to eat something he has, from his current angle.

Some of the lifeguards look properly admonished, but this doesn't stop the others from their current entertainment.]

[swearfilter]

They sure look like it. And here I was thinkin' this place might make some kinda sense.

[That's sarcasm, of course. Because how the hell did we end up here in the first place, and why is it the damn beach!!]

But ignorin' that for now... [as if anyone can ignore those lifeguards] your name's Furina? Nice to meet ya. Name's Boothill.

[swearfilter]

[He totally would use water guns. A suitable replacement for his own weapons (no).]

Interestin' question. I'd call it rude under any other circumstance.

[But he grins, all sharp teeth and amusement.]

But yeah, I have, though it's been awhile.

[It's a truthful answer, anyway.]

I didn't catch your name, by the way.

[defendog]

[ wonderful memory, tbh. ]

Mhm. [ and then he snorts. now that's the kind of tone he's used to hearing. of course aak couldn't keep his paws clean. it'd probably make him act up in the worst way if it stayed pent up inside of him. he has an affinity for chaos and a natural curiosity that can only be sated through in-depth experimentation, and the results are more important than any step in between. ]

I already am! [ frying, that is. it's hot! sunny! lot of things that would normally make a dog pant. ] But I could use a snack, too. Haven't really had anything yet.

[ and obviously the safest food would be the one that aak had been chomping on all this time, right? ]

[tfy]

[ ... Yep. It's official. His day is ruined.

As though running into Eichi-kun wasn't bad enough, he had to run into an Eichi-kun who'd been drugged! An Eichi-kun who ingested the sort of drug that makes you feel, well... a drug that makes you feel that way! And now that very same Eichi-kun is clinging to him like a lifeline, breathing heavily against his neck! All while some seagull-headed lifeguard flexes their muscles a few yards away, adding insult to injury! Everything is just awful. Horrible!

Eichi will find Hiyori's expression to be one of extreme consternation when he pulls back. If he even looks there—he seems to be more interested in his body. For better or for worse, Hiyori is showing less skin than just about anyone else on this beach. Going shirtless isn't an option now that he has that unwanted tattoo on his back, and so he's wearing a zip-up hoodie with matching seafoam bottoms (plus a stylish hair ornament). Whenever one of the staff squawks at him to show more skin, he just unzips the hoodie and blows them a kiss. That always takes care of it!

But, you know, whether he's clothed or not, being eyeballed by Eichi is still rather skin-crawling. Especially with some breathy little "I want" preceding it!

Before he can remind Eichi where his eyes are, his shoulders are grabbed and he's turned around. Eichi's grip isn't the strongest, but he's disoriented enough that he goes with it. Or maybe it's just less actively uncomfortable than being face-to-face. Still, with Eichi still holding onto him and saying he may die, something must be done here. So.

He'll just talk like everything hasn't gone horribly wrong. Great plan!]

There's basically nothing but places to go, since the resort's unreasonably huge. My room's back down on the eighth floor, so it'll take a while to get there. This whole area's attached to the garden, though, so we might as well head that way. Though we'll want to stay away from the flowers...

[Since some of those have that special pollen, allegedly. What might happen if someone who's already been drugged (and who already had a weak body to start with) got drugged a second time?

...]

On second thought, maybe I'll just toss you into the pool. Or a shower stall. A cold shower seems like it might help, right?

[It won't help.]

[minitrue]

Huh.

( Gallagher... is also pretty amused by this. )

You keep the trunks on for appearances, or modesty?

( There's a bright glint in his eye. This is funny, alright. Whoever's running this challenge asked for nudes, and Gallagher's going to provide them.

He raises Watch and, after a bit of searching for the camera feature, snaps a photo of Boothill. There's no telling how good of a picture it is, so he takes a few more where his finger hopefully isn't in the shot. )

With this place is asking of us, I just hope you don't have too much trouble reaching their goals.

( Translation: sorry you can't fuck. )

[befehl]

( For someone as conservative as Sunday, both options don't align well with him. Part of him is terrified, really. So his choices are turning to stone, gamble or have sex with multiple people?

He glances down, laughing nervously. )

That's not good.

[affectare]

[ boothill.....that sure is A Name. nevertheless! she dips her head in acknowledgement. ]

A pleasure to meet you as well, Monsieur Boothill. [ yeah, he's french now. ] Though I do wish it could have been a meeting under more....

[ she glances over the seagull lifeguards, who have now started flexing?? ]

Fortuitous circumstances.

[swearfilter]

Appearances, but I like how that worked out for this.

[He grins brightly for the Watch's camera and waits for Gallagher to get his shots.]

You don't gotta worry about me, I'll work something out, I'm sure.

[Eventually cyborg sex will be on the table...]

[armwriostle]

[He suddenly feels like Lyney and Venti would get along well with the theatrics. They'll either get along well or absolute hate each other. No inbetween.]

Well, it's a pleasure to meet you then, Venti. I know of Mondstadt, but I know very little of its happenings. Unfortunately, the waters don't bring your music far enough for me to hear about your accolades. [Sorry, you're just short Venti. But He leans down a little.] Unfortunately, I don't think the game will realize I'm kissing a celebrity, but I will take a kiss either way.

[He grins though.] But where are my manners. Wriothesley. It's a pleasure to be able to receive a kiss from someone of your status.