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

/o/ ooo secret agenda 8D

[artcritic]

[Yusuke had managed to dodge the people for the biggest part of the day. Once the scavenger hunt was announced, it was like hell broke loose, the birdman and women somehow got increasingly annoying, things started disappearing all around and if he didn't look, he'd be stuck out here with nothing on him (yes, he's witnessed people stealing swimwear and running off). He wasn't PART of the scavenger hunt, but he could be regarded as an 'easy target'. His combat abilities are still limited only to Metaverse.

He was currently grumbling under his breath, taking off his sandals to walk better on the soft sand, about "stupid Hotel locking him out of his room" and "...what am I to do for clothes!?" The evening was drawing in and it had a wonderful view over the 'ocean', which just added to the irritability - all of his drawing equipment is in his room! He's missing out on such opportunities to draw wonderful sceneries!

He was several feet away from the bungalow where he was staying when a familiar voice reached him, and most of the annoyance slipped away. It's been a while since he saw Gladio and he's quite happy to see him!]

Another one? Honestly, I should open a tab on your name, [his lips curl in a smile. Pushing hair out of his face, he closes the distance to Gladio.] How can I help you?

[sociallinks]

[ Oh, this stranger also makes a good point! If they're too far away, everything would be for naught. Look at them go, combing their half-brains to form one functioning normal brain. ]

[ At the suggestion of chips or a snack-in-a-bag, he nods. As for where they can obtain the items necessary fort his plan, however... well, he has no idea where to grab them so gotta let the stranger do the legwork! ]

Can I count on you to get the supplies?

[sociallinks]

[ Wow. Wow!!!!!! You suck!!!!!!!! ... but not enough for Minato to turn down the offer of replacement skewers. Continuing to sit on the sandy ground, too tired from his scuffle with the seagull-bullies, he takes the skewers. ]

Thanks. [ And because he's a little salty about the passive participation. ] For the help.

[belheir]

[Being a jerk runs in the family, apparently! Sorry, atlus facetwin.]

You're welcome.

[Not even a single hint of remorse from this guy here.]

Need a band-aid?

[You know. From being pecked.]

[holeinwall]

[ Monika doesn't hesitate. That probably won't surprise him. She's the queen of snatching up the things she craves, a side of her that's constantly made worse by her Spade. The moment their bodies fully touch, leg to leg, shoulder to shoulder, her body relaxes all at once. All at once, everything feels right again.

She won't steal a kiss like she had during their burst of passion in a stairwell, but she'll say the same words. ]

I missed you, Soundwave.

[ Who knows where things will go from here. But she's as good at ignoring problems as she is with being greedy. You can't give a damn about consequences when they don't exist! ]

And...I'm sorry.

[ Unlike the last apology, this one's completely sincere. ]

II

[blindforlove]

[A man wearing an airy white shirt - wearing it unbuttoned as a compromise with the life guards - and swim shorts pauses, hearing the voice close to him. Not wearing his usual blindfold, a pair of pitch-black sunglasses turns to the source of the words. Xiao Xingchen carries a basket half full of produce in the crook of his arm. He had walking through the marketplace somewhat aimlessly until he ended up here.

It takes a moment for him to understand what the person might be getting at, before he lets out a light laugh.]

I understand your concern, but I don't believe you need to worry about that. If there's one thing to be said about this place, they certainly spare no expense in regards to the food.

[It's all too good. Perhaps the vegetables are a way to make up for the way he eats when he starts to feel different. Though now that he lingers here, the scent begins to make his mouth water and he swallows more audibly than he expected, expression as easy to read as a dog in front of something that's caught his interest.

Perhaps his making-up for recent choices can wait until later...]

ty for giving into ur temptations

[sociallinks]

[ In his effort to protect his precious skewers, Minato curls up, tucking his head underneath one of his arms. Unable to do much else, he simply hopes for the flurry of attacks to stop and, by some sheer chance, it does. The seagull-lifeguards are thrown off and he's suddenly saved. ]

[ Straightening up and lifting his head to look at his saviour, he also similarity freezes in place. Now, that's not a face he's expected to see... and it uncharacteristically causes him to become unsure how to react. Although he's glad to see her, he can't help but feel the guilt of leaving her and the team behind. It's that guilt that forces him to noticeably pause before deciding that it may be best to act naturally, nodding at her half-finished question. ]

... are you?

[ Sure, she threw off those seagulls without breaking a sweat (robot sweat?), but it's polite to ask. Besides, he's not only asking if she's all right in the physical sense... ]

[armwriostle]

I never really looked up to the stars after I ran away. [Maybe as a child with countless siblings, the stars were a beautiful thing to gaze at. After that though...] If I could see the sky then it meant I had no roof over my head.

[Kizuna might not have known he was homeless for a good part of his childhood, but the memory they saw was enough implication that he was.] It was day when I went down, but it was raining. The sky couldn't be seen by the rain clouds. [He pulls the other closer to him, burying his face into Kizuna's hair. He smells salt from the water lingering with the scent of Kizuna's shampoo.]

There were so many things that had to be done if I wanted the Fortress to become a better place, but at that moment, I didn't have to think about any of it. I could just enjoy the scene before me. [There were plenty of moments where he felt like he would drown from it all, but things as simple as seeing the night sky kept him grounded.

It's the littlest things that really propelled one to keep going.]

[sociallinks]

[ You know what, Minato can't even get mad at a dude who is unapologetically chill about his passivity because looking past the saltiness of not being helped... yeah, he gets it. +1 for atlus facetwin ]

Yeah, you offering?

[ Who just randomly carries around bandaids? ]

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Whatever part of him that made him second guess himself about this soft and sweet moment they're sharing is silenced when Monika body immediately relaxes all at once, on him. The consequences don't matter. All he cares about is being able to be with Monika in this way again.

Just holding hands and sitting together. Anything more is a bonus, but he isn't exactly craving for those right now.]

I am truly sorry for making you feel all we had was a mistake.

[She isn't the only one being sincere with the apology. His other hand reaches for her head. Still hesitant, but he rests his palm atop her head, patting her lightly.]

I missed you too, Monika. [Resisting the urge to nuzzle her cheek, he tilts his head to rest on her shoulder.] Will you keep me company, Monika? Watching the stars and ocean with me.

im a simple person i see a protag i give them an aigis

[mechanicaiheart]

[He speaks and she feels like she's in a dream. She reaches out, slowly and carefully, as it to make sure he's real. But she pulls her hands back before she can, folding them together tightly.

If this is some kind of dream, she doesn't want to wake up.]

I'm fine. [She smiles. It's forced.] You look unharmed. That's good.

[astrolabium]

[ Unimpressed, Mona makes a small hum.

He isn't really fending her off, just a small flutter of his hand before he looks away again, bottom lip jutting out in what could only be described as a pout. And likely pitying Fuuta, Mona relents and pulls back her hand. She instead uses it to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, head tilting slightly as she coolly observes him.

Fussy, a little loud, but... Fuuta hasn't made any attempts at leaving her side. He could, you know. ]

You're allowed to. I may join you later, when I've gotten thirsty. However, [ Mona says, and then flourishes her hand, seemingly summoning something in her palm. Soon, a globule of water—of Hydro—quickly forms. It stretches out into a flat, round disk, illuminated in the dark by unfamiliar symbols and glyphs. The stars above them are reflected down into its center. ] I'll have you know that I am a genius.

[ She drags her fingertip down the disk. Mona promptly makes a noise of acknowledgement and peers back at him. ]

I doubt it's boredom you're experiencing. Then, will you be staying with me? Fuuta Kajiyama.

[ get namedropped ]

[belheir]

No.

[He pulls the pockets of his swim trunks inside out.

A bit of sand falls out of them dramatically. Hopefully that answers that question. No one randomly caries around band-aids unless they're a weirdo. However:]

Lemme see your hands.

[He'll even hold out his!]

[liberative]

[oh- so soft. so downy. she continues to feel around since she's not getting any protests because she has had limited social interactions growing up and doesn't really know social etiquette. sorry, falin. she reaches up with both hands, now, starting at falin's cheeks and smoothing down her neck to her shoulders.]

You do - someone dear to me.

[she smiles lightly.]

You're quite soft. I wonder what you really look like. It's a shame I can't see the real you.

[starcinoma]

[ at first, stelle says nothing - but even then, between her relieved smile and the way her gaze lingers on his hands, she's getting plenty across. it's only after a moment's silence that she finally speaks: ]

Why not? They help with digestion.

[ that's. that's ostriches, stelle. that's crocodiles and land fowl that eat rocks. but joking misunderstandings aside, she doesn't seem particularly upset by his intrusion, and after a moment she adds- ]

...I'm glad you're here.

[ it wouldn't feel right without him. ]

[starcinoma]

...I do, though? I'd be drugged. [ and in case that wasn't proof enough: ] Probably sex drive enhancers. Or maybe this place has the pills that make pain feel good? There'd have been more violence on the way over, though...

[ sorry, firefly. stelle may have made. many. mistakes. ]

cw: casual breeding mention

[starcinoma]

...not usually. Only the ones that use their tongue like that.

[ she lets kikuri pull back, but only a bit - idly running her thumb along the other woman's lower lip as she shamelessly checks her out. she's... pretty. small. a real party girl, one way or another. she'd look good with a litter in her, right?

casually, she reaches up to brush one of kikuri's bangs aside. ]

So... Should I take you somewhere more private, or do you want to keep going here?

[starcinoma]

[ that sound's so familiar by now - and yet she never gets tired of hearing it. she licks at the already-welted spot, planting little kisses and nips in between each breath. ]

Mm... Himiko, then? No, wait. Dan Heng. [ another bite, less sharp this time; she licks a trail up, all the way to her earlobe. ] He'd try to be clinical about it, but he'd still get all flustered.

[ one hand trails down, groping roughly at kiana's rear. and even like this, with the intensity between them, there's an air of fond reminiscence.

it's been hardly any time at all-

and it's still been too long. ]

[starcinoma]

...why would I eat them? [ the restaurants, topaz, the restaurants!! she's not a MONSTER, topaz, jeez. as long as there's no mission reward for it. don't look at what i've threaded. no one has any right to judge me ] You had to come with a date to get in at the last place I stayed. Any rules like that?

[ she's starting to get a different impression than when she first arrived. this place seems... weirdly above board, in its own way. definitely less sketchy than the last hotel she got.

...both the last hotels, actually. weird how that works. ]

[expereiment]

[sorry, hilda. this is all real. though perhaps she would be one of the lucky wildcards to disappear by the end of all this. especially at her reaction to what this place has in store for her. god, who allowed him to be the one to tell newcomers about all the sex? he's like the least qualified due to his general lack of sympathy.]

When you're officially admitted to the resort, you get assigned a rank and suit. [he'd show her his tattoo... but he kinda can't without being indecent.] Like a deck of cards. You go around fucking people of different ranks and suits until you get a full deck of metaphorical cards - and then you get to go home.

[a shrug, as if it's no big deal. and to him, it's really not. but who knows for her... ah- he should warn her.]

And you need to have sex every so often, or the resort finds a way to punish you until you do. Either your suit mark will inject you with an aphrodisiac or you slowly turn to stone.

[relater]

[ Tucked into his side, Kizuna is quiet as he listens, the overlay of memory and the resonance of his emotions painting a fuller picture with every word. Kizuna is adept at connecting the dots, drawing gentle lines between the memories he'd seen with what Wriothesley tells him, a little more light shed upon him each time. Betrayal and heartbreak, loneliness, exposure, resolve. Retribution enacted with hands too young, but not young enough to escape its penalty. He remembers the feeling of his Vision pressed to his palm, the chill and the weight of it, imbued with aspiration simply waiting to be unleashed. A will made tangible. It pairs so well with a compassion hard-won. ]

The stars have a way of putting everything into perspective. [ Time, especially. An enormity that was capable of absorbing anxieties. ] They were waiting all that time for you to be able to look up at them.

[ Wriothesley might be looking up, but Kizuna's gaze is pulled aside by him. His arm eases around his back in a similar embrace. ]

And now look, you have a memory of them worth sharing.

[expereiment]

Good. This place is enough of a headache as it is.

[an exaggerated sigh when quincy persists. who's being the troublesome one now? rei begrudgingly takes both, biting into the first quarter of watermelon since quincy is staring at him expectantly. damn this giant and the weird things he gets stubborn about. olivine has been making sure rei is on a regular eating schedule now, thank you very much...]

Probably the same place where your little friend is. [he wipes his mouth of juice with his sleeve, since his hands are currently occupied.] I'm working to get him back, though.

[another bite. god, you asshole.] If this watermelon ends up having some kind of weird aphro in it, you're going to be the one to fix it. [he wouldn't put it past this place to do that, after all.]

[wingbeats]

( getian’s clamor goes something like this: halting his forward progression at one of the large windows, his talons lash out to glance off of the glass’ sheer surface. he then startles, the sudden increased flapping of his wings sending him up so that he bumps the crown of his head against the ceiling. his eyes squeeze shut, a muffled grunt catching in his throat; it’s at that point that he lands with yet another heavy thump on the ground, wings stilling, his chest rising and falling quickly through the gap in the sheer fabric of his robe as he looks around.

stop your commotion.

he does stop. the miemeng bird goes fully rigid, even the breath halting in his lungs—his eyes are the only things that move, tracking over to the other bed, where a shape still rests beneath layers of bedding. he wants answers, but any demands of whether or not this individual is the culprit behind bringing him here die in his throat as he considers it further. it wouldn’t really make sense for a kidnapper to sleep in the same manner as his quarry, would it? does it even really make sense that he is kidnapped, if he’s not bound? there’s nothing to stop him from flying away—if he can just get a door or a window open.

perhaps the getian of many years ago wouldn’t have bothered waiting for any answers from the stranger; he would have simply escaped without a second thought. the circumstances of others had not been his concern. but concern is a worm that has burrowed itself into the core of his heart, so he steps forward, moving closer to the occupied bed. many birds have long legs meant for strutting—a miemeng is not one. the action is somewhat uncomfortable, and far less so than flying, but there’s not enough room in these close quarters. )

I assume you are not the one behind this. ( his tone is placid, though any number of implications could rest beneath its surface. when he is close enough, he reaches out with a taloned claw to grasp at the sheets before tossing them off of the figure—there is considerable strength in those legs, it seems.)

Get up. This is no time to sleep.

[empaler]

[ well-defended. something in her expression softens as she considers rapperia and kokomi's words. the marechaussee hunters once wielded the same weapon to slay monsters encroaching on the peace and stability of fontaine; it's only natural that now, centuries later, their inheritor wields it to strike down the lawless.

what good is she here, then, in a place built on indulgence and hedonism? something to consider later, perhaps, when she would undoubtedly struggle to fall asleep. ]

A replica is still something. [ in the midst of all this unfamiliarity, this is all they have. she turns her attention back down from the stars, settling on kokomi's smile. ] Thank you for inviting me. I'm Clorinde.

[ she hasn't had the opportunity to venture outside of fontaine aside from that one trip to liyue, but— ]

... I assume you're from Inazuma?

[icequeenly]

[ Is that all? As if it's a perfectly normal occurrence to be approached by a stranger for "a nibble" as she puts it. Then again she had been in this place long enough to expect this kind of reaction by now. ]

Some might think it an odd request from someone they've never met before.

[ And this woman appears to be a newcomer to boot. With a skeletal hand. The way she twirls her around her fingers makes it nigh on impossible to disguise the fact that Mitsuru's gaze falls upon it, eyes temporarily widening for a moment before her expression shifts back to a more neutral one. There were all kinds here but this is definitely a first.

The marks won't take on her? Logically one might suspect that might have something to do with this woman's... condition, whatever that might be. With a sigh, she moves closer, brushing her long scarlet tresses to one side to leave part of her neck exposed for Ianthe as she approaches. ]

...Very well. Lower down my neck please.

[ Easier to cover, not that it really matters here but Mitsuru will always still cling to some semblance of propriety when she can. ]