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

[blastedass]

WHAT?! That's bullshit! I'm not playing some fucking game for a bunch of perverted kidnappers!

[Not that he heard anything about said game, so can snap about ignorance if someone does mention it. As for the penalty, well... he already nuked those damn seagull guards without a single issue. It doesn't help this guy's talking as if the place puts these kinds of games out regularly. Bakugo bristles further at the mention of "obscene" but shoves the topic aside to avoid asking more about it. Something tells him he doesn't want to know.

Relax, the explosion's no bigger than a basketball, though the wind and heat gusting by are no joke. Smoke rises from his fingers for a few seconds before he shakes his hand and clenches it, blowing the smoke away with the action. Bakugo's someone who would rage at another person smoking a cigarette where he might accidentally inhale it, so he's not about to force someone else to deal with his own smoke. Not for long at least... outside of battle.

Hiyori's skittish, huh. Wuss.]

About 80% of the population has a Quirk.

[philancer]

[ At least beachwear is making this encounters oh-so-convenient.

He shifts in between Rufus’ legs, leaning into him as his hands slide up the man’s thighs and rest his weight there, held in place by that grip in his hair. He shivers at the scrape of nails on his skin as they leave marks behind in his flesh, a husky groan slipping free at the sharpness of the caress. ]

I do enjoy a challenge. I don’t mind a little hard work, when the reward at the end makes it worth it…

[blastedass]

Bakugo's fresh from his own world and is not happy to find himself kidnapped- again -by some fucked-up hotel and it's weirdly-perverted staff. He tries not to think about it too hard right now, the first day already having left him with some troublesome thoughts as people have dumped information about this new reality on him.

There are things going on in his world that Bakugo doesn't want to be taken from, concerned about the ramifications of his sudden disappearance. People were relying on him for safety... What happened when he vanished? Fuck, thinking about it just makes him irritated and this guy doesn't need to deal with that.

"Here." And promptly tosses a box towards Peter without even looking. Better than dealing with the lewd display up in the sky.

Swim Up Bar

[abit_ofboth]

It should be a surprise to no one that Loki is not a fan of the heat. Or at least a surprise to no one that knows he’s a frost giant. That’s not something he necessarily advertises, but here are a few people that know still. Either way, mostly he’s tried to avoid this new beach area, but when he does give in, he spends as much of it as possible in the water. He doesn’t even mind the skimpy bathing suit that barely covers him (and is tight enough to show everything off anyway), the water hides much of that anyway.

On this particular occasion, he believes he sees someone he recognizes (and actually so this time as he has yet to have a drink). Once again, he finds himself running into Peter after fully deciding he must have gotten out of this place. He’d been both disappointed and relieved in that thought and is now both happy to see him and sad he was wrong.

What he absolutely doesn’t expect when he sits down next to the young man is to be mistaken for someone else. The first person that comes to mind is Stark, but of course he has no idea that they have that particular person in common. It doesn’t help that he apparently looks like hell. Loki frowns and conjures up a handheld mirror to check himself out. Once he confirms he looks normal, Loki turns to Peter and raises an eyebrow.

“How many of those have you had?” He indicates the drink with a nod of his head.

[laserguy]

Oh, no, don't feel bad. I appreciate that you told me in the first place. Really.

[He'd much rather have this pointed out to him sooner than later. Or worse, walk around the entire event with that spot on his mouth, with everyone politely keeping their thoughts to themselves. While he's not as hung up on being the 'good mutant representation,' this is all about personal dignity. He likes to appear clean and put together and yes, having sauce on his face would be a huge mark against that. Definitely.

Still, shifting the conversation seems like a good idea, so Scott takes the offered seat, easing himself down on the lounge chair while making sure that his skewer doesn't drip elsewhere.]

Thanks. [He says simply, his smile turning small if genuine with less embarrassment coloring it.] Maybe you can show me the art of eating these without making a mess.

[ooc: sounds good! and ignore my earlier HTML fail. fjakle]

[hatefuldays]

Oh.

[ She deflates a bit at that. ]

I basically just woke up... is this another starship? Does the ocean on Earth really look like this?

[blastedass]

Too bad for you, brat. You underestimated him.

[there are elements of that fight he doesn't know, but he's at least aware shouto defeated dabi once before the villain managed to escape to endeavor. beyond that, all he knows is the endeavor was still alive and dabi hadn't died. everything else was background noise behind midoriya's battle with shigaraki and his own rush to save all might, then facing off against the brat that was now all for one. endeavor and hawks didn't finish him off, but he was rewinding every second... all he had to do was hold all for one at bay just long enough to let him do himself in. and not die in the process.

does he feel like telling dabi all of that? not really. not right now at least. better to rub his failure in his face so he can get a reality check to revenge. aka: it's pointless. all of dabi's machinations and intents led to the only outcome he didn't want. mocking him for it sounds great... but he's not an idiot. the villain's killed people for less and he'd rather not start a battle here in the halls where people could get hurt. there's no attack, even if the tension between them remains ready.

he needs information and he's not gonna get it from an unconscious strip of bacon.

dabi's within arm's reach now. he could easily detonate an explosion and blow him through a few walls, if not outright wreck him into a knocked-out stupor. when those blue flickers extinguish, the spit and pop of tiny explosions fade away into silence around his hand. guess this is an unspoken truce for now. tempting to slap that hand aside when it points towards his chest, red eyes narrowing as dabi indicates the scar there. of course he'd ask...]

Urusei. I already counted them. [he thanked edgeshot for letting him live. he isn't going to waste the life the other hero saved almost at the cost of his own.] Huh? How the fuck's this a blessing?! I've got shit to do back home!

[defendog]

[ hung can't see a future where he marries anyone anyways. not that it wouldn't be a funny prospect--- it's just, as someone who works a variety of odd jobs and some of them particularly dangerous, he wouldn't want anyone to carry the burden of wondering if hung would return home any given night.

that, and... he's also pretty sure someone would be angry. jealous. and then find a reason to do some experimenting and yeah. bad news for that person. ]

Kind of, but...

[ honestly? that tracks. he nods a few times, which makes his ears kind of flop about. ]

... nah. It's all good. Just glad I'm not in a stranger's room.

[laserguy]

[Scott lingers, his hand gently pressed against her shoulder as he tries to determine if she's really okay or just saying that. Her coughing has certainly lessened, so she's probably speaking the truth, allowing himself to slowly ease by her side. Well, good. He can tell she's a little embarrassed, something he doesn't plan on pointing out at all, because honestly, he'd probably react the same way.

Earlier he was upset about having BBQ sauce on his mouth--]

Would you like me to grab you a water? But... I understand your surprise. I'm just used to these sort of things by now. [He offers, a small smile to him as he shakes his head in some slight exasperation.]

I've been here for 6 months, so fireworks exploding in the shape of a penis is par for the course.

[flashfirefist]

[He does want to look at Touya. He hasn't stopped since Touya had appeared, even though the sight of him is as agonizing as it is wonderful. Yes, Shouto's presence here would increase that agony, but he doesn't want to consider that possibility.

He loathes this place, and it's already under his skin. If Touya wants to increase his discomfort, however, he won't find it difficult to do so. He has more power to do that than any other person could.]

As I said, I'll do what's necessary.

[Yes, it's true that he hasn't been sexually active in more than a decade. It's true that he would rather be married, or at least in a committed relationship, before doing anything like that—no matter how old fashioned that makes him. But as he won't hesitate to lose a limb if it's for the benefit of others, he can do this. (Though perhaps most people wouldn't compare having sex to losing a limb in that way...) His body has always been nothing but a means to an end. He trains it religiously so it can withstand whatever it has to withstand.

The information about Hawks is distasteful enough that his stomach clenches, as he grits his teeth.]

Of course I don't know that! How would I? I had no idea this place existed before arriving. I don't need to guess—everyone who's here against their will is being imprisoned and assaulted.

[Enji is angry on behalf of all of them, and in his anger, flames flicker around his eyes and mouth. Yes, it does hurt more, and more personally, for his child and his colleague to be here, but the presence of each person who was abducted and coerced is a crime and an affront.]

I'll do whatever I can to free them.

[Even if it seems hopeless. That's never stopped him before.]

[empaler]

[ wriothesley squirms within his fabric prison, much like a fish would out of water. she wraps her arms around him over the towel, her hold steady and firm, and to anyone else it looks nothing more than one lover embracing the other from behind. her hands can't quite link due to his bulk, but it's fine; she can still lean up just a little to put her mouth near his ear. ]

Your swim bottoms, Your Grace.

[virtuesignal]

[He's turned sharply and had an angry look, tone, body language to him... but it all softens to just a vaguely confused annoyance. Concord's a unicorn, it is just sort of in his nature to soften up around women of any kind.

He also doesn't balk at her size nor features, even if he does stare back,]

A sphinx? [Here? Impossible! His question is laced with concern- why not hide her form? It can draw so much unwarranted attention, or outright danger, to flit about so openly as an immortal creature like that,]

[blastedass]

[ooc: hello hello~ very different indeed! doing well for the most part!]

[for a facsimile, it's annoyingly accurate. he's not going to think too hard about where the water comes from, whether it's reused like normal wave machines, and how it's treated to keep it... is "fresh" the right word to use here, or "clean"? this high up, it's easy to tell the sky is false, but the technology that makes it up is fucking impressive. just how high tech is this place? who the hell knows. maybe he'll figure it out eventually. the heat is real and the sand isn't fake. someone said this is a "new" experience, so that raises even more questions.

alternating between explosions with one hand and keeping the board at his side with the other, he bounces his way in long arcs through the air, until he's safe distanced enough to drop back down into the water and avoid any of those shitty gullguards. the board slices through the waves and he keeps himself pressed to it like a knife blade to sloop in the water at a curve, then pops back up once buoyancy shoves him through the surface. bwah! he gasps for breath quickly and climbs onto the surfboard before the next wave starts to build up. catching it, bakugo rides the wave across the ocean and finally glides back into shore with an easy motion.

a quick hook with his foot flips the board up behind him and he catches it under one arm, walking of the water with one hand scuffing the back of his head. probably enough adventure for the time being... almost getting turned into gear meat will do that. bakugo glances up at the voice, making a slight face when he comes in sight of what looks like a medical problem. are eyes supposed to be that fucking red?]

I'm not a fucking firework. [he just didn't have a death wish.]

[laserguy]

[He shakes his head, recovering quickly from how she turned the focus onto him. Scott didn't intend for that to happen, just wanting to make her feel less lonely. Guess he fumbled a little on that one. Still, he keeps close, his hand still holding hers as he turns his focus and attention only on her. She's a little more cheery, but he doesn't want her to force that for his sake.]

No, Weiss, I... want to be here for you. [He speaks softly, allowing himself to be just a little more open. Emotionally connect with others, he's slowly learning about that again.]

I'm okay right now, really. I promise, I've gotten enough attention by others. [He's not even thinking twice about the double meaning there--]

[virtuesignal]

[Ah. The first thing to hear in a new world aside from the crashing of (somehow synthetic) waves... Ali's screeching.

Something is comforting about that, but Concord will still make a face,]

Put it on yourself. Maybe two of them will actually be solid enough to matter. [He immediately shoves the robe tossed his way back to Ali. Before, accusingly,]

What did you take me here for? [This is Ali's fault. Must be.]

[tonedeaf]

[ i think they would kees... and then kill.

he could, technically, draw upon the power of anemo to give him a boost. but to do it would be unnecessary when he could just stand on his tippytoes? it looks like wriothesley is going to meet him halfway or more. still, it means he may need to rely on lightly grabbing onto the other man's shoulders to maintain his balance. ]

Well, Wriothesley. Perhaps we should see what the watch says afterwards! And then perhaps when you return to your home, you'll have a grand story that no one else could ever match in their lifetime.

[ and so he does give wrio that kiss, lips that touch the bottom one first before sliding upward and making sure the next one is firm. two kisses for the price of one! except he lingers, wrapping his arms around his neck, trying his best to cling on as if his life depended on it. ]

[virtuesignal]

I've tried bottles, too.

[Concord explains with some exasperation. The genuineness in which he wishes to help is so pure. He's also just so stubborn and also so dumb about it. He's also well aware he has a habit of missing the forest for the trees. What is he missing here? Maybe Six can illuminate what's the matter,]

Do you know what I'm doing wrong?

[It's him, right?? Concord is somehow failing at this, which is his fault and his responsibility... somehow...]

[softstoneheart]

There's a group of people looking into it. Some is verbal— my personal preference [ since it's harder to track ]— but bits and pieces can be found on the network.

I can do it myself, but I wouldn't mind the extra help.

[ her breezy tone is genuine. She really doesn't need the help with it, and that's exactly why she proposed it over a bigger ask. If his need is greater than hers, the negotiations continue to be weighted in her favor. ]

[virtuesignal]

.... there is another kind of thirst? [Concord asks so genuinely naive, yet stern. His voice is very quiet and heavy. Almost difficult to hear over the bustle of the beach and busy food stand they're so nearby.

He also realizes he's given all the water bottles he brought for Steve over. Multiple, because they keep breaking or getting knocked over or slipping out of hands or-]

There is a man suffering named Steve. I've been trying to bring him water to no avail.

[laserguy]

You must really love and care for all of them.

[Scott acknowledges, voice still carrying that sympathetic note as she talks about her family. That note of longing is something he certainly relates to and honestly, he really feels for her. He hopes she gets to return home soon and see them, but simply hoping isn't enough, huh? Scott looks down at his own glass of water for a second, thoughts whirling in his mind.]

I... I'm not married and I don't have kids, but I do watch a lot of students--

[And oh, she's ordering more drinks. Scott blinks behind his shades at the sudden turn of her mood. Okay, maybe he should step in here. So, patiently, if a little more firm, he speaks.] It would probably be better if you drank water for the time being.

[massochism]

Mm... is there a word that seems more apt?

[normally, he'd probably ask for more clarification with a response like that. But here, even Olivine's murmured question feels rhetorical—and it's really no surprise if he thinks about it. Poised and collected, quietly dangerous—these are all feelings that come to mind when regarding Rufus' mannerisms. The very nature of him catches on something the priest can't register, something that pulls him forward a few steps when he speaks.

... maybe it's the heaviness in his tone, a disdain his instinct is to help soothe. He supposes that doesn't matter, in the end. Those are thoughts for his lucid self, and not the one here who is practically a taut string in attention with the look on the blond's eye. This one is curious only about that and how it relates to him.]

It sounds like you've a particular idea of where to begin that effort.

[is he reading him right? Olivine can't be sure—but he's also not worried (yet). A hand rests on his chest as the devilish itch he's been ignoring swells again. This resort anyway...]

If I can assist in that, please allow me.

III

[canttrickmeanymore]

[ooc: setting it up a little vague so you can pick SFW or NSFW; and Peter met a different Vash, briefly, when he was in Duplicity =)]

Peter's been walking around for a bit trying to complete the collection of his scavenger hunt items. Okay, maybe he hasn't been trying all that hard. But he has been asking people for assistance.

Much like this guy just now is asking him. "Uh - hey. Um - sure... I can try," he says. Something about this other hotel guest seems familiar, not from here, but from the city he was in before this. There's a little flick of a mental detail and a vague curiosity if the person in front of him has the same affinity for donuts.

[armwriostle]

Kind of, huh? I'm charmed.

[Wriothesley grins and he reaches out to gently scratch behind those floppy ears. Hopefully, Hung doesn't mind the bit of attention. The other was so very cute and their gentle temperament was endearing.]

Sorry for the bad news, but this isn't my room, actually. [Wriothesley has been here for awhile now where he had his own suite, so he can't say this is his room. Just that the both of them has ended up in the same room.] We've just ended up in the same room. [Again.]

[flashfirefist]

I don't remember dozing off, but I may have.

[He's been so exhausted lately, it wouldn't be surprising if he'd drifted off, in spite of his efforts not to.

Enji considers himself dangerous, but only as dangerous as he needs to be, and only to those who deserve to be confronted. As to whether Childe is someone who can be considered dangerous to others, he can't say yet. He's willing to believe it's possible. Judging people's combat abilities by their appearance is foolish, but he does look capable, if Enji had to make a judgment.]

A dream... Is that possible? That we could actually be brought into a dream together?

[Enji's frown deepens. If it's a dream, that's a serious issue. Yes, they're still on the beach, but his furniture is present, meaning that his unconscious mind holds some sway here. That's alarming news. His dreams aren't pleasant. He scans the horizon with increased concern.]

We should look for something to wake us up, yes.

[No offense to Childe, but he's not interested in having sex with anyone until he absolutely has to. Also, he doesn't trust his subconscious enough to want to drop his guard, if this is a dream.]

[massochism]

Ah... yes. It's a term used to refer to one's... wishes for intimacy, rather than a more concrete sustenance.

[He's not usually quite so choosy with his words here, but something in the unicorn's tone draws him to his gentler words.]

Steve...? [The same one who—?] could you show me, sir? Perhaps there's something we can find that's preventing your success.