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

[hatefuldays]

The heavenly realm? Uh...

[ This guy doesn't seem to know much of anything about space travel, based on the things he's saying. How to explain it? She's from a wandering isolated nation billions of miles from Earth, where she was... married to the Emperor? ]

...It's a little complicated, but something like that. This is my first time seeing even a fake ocean.

[erbe]

—They might not need a full measuring cup of cum, but I'm assuming they want more than just one or two shots. "Cup of cum" might just be 'a cup with some semen in it'. But that still requires me to collect some.

[He really is bad at adapting to his environment, isn't he? He's so resistant. How has he lasted this long? Fuuta seems less like a surviving animal and more like a starving beast refusing to evolve new coping mechanisms for his environment. Will he go extinct? Or will the predators that prey on him keep him alive solely for their benefit?]

Punishment for not completing the quest is more unsavory than this, so stop giving me shit.

[frosteel]

[ …Ugh, that is such a Feroxi reaction, honestly. This guy would fit right in among Basilio’s men. Lon’qu stands his ground as he would at any challenge, stubbornly gazing back with stiff upper lip and everything, but that flush definitely shows that he’s not all there.

In a dangerously low voice: ]

Let me just make one thing clear…

[ He reaches for Wriothesley’s lip, pressing the palm of his hand against those lips, though he makes no attempt to actually push him away. He has no hope of actually physically overpowering Wriothesley should he mean business, in any case—his forte has always been in his speed. His technique. His discipline.

He can feel the latter eroding away the more he looks at this man, so wild and carefree and daunting that Lon’qu has every urge to knock him down. A victory over this man would be a prize well worth Basilio’s regard indeed.

So, despite everything—his fluttering heartbeat, the heat blooming in the palm of his hand, the sheer animal virility this one’s exuding—Lon’qu regards him carefully, examining those finely honed muscles, taking in the lay of the land… ]

You’re going to have to earn it.

[ —And then he abruptly leans back, twisting around in an attempt to kick Wriothesley’s leg out from under him—normally a futile endeavor on solid ground, but sand can make a mess of any fighter’s stance if they haven’t trained for it— ]

ii;

[laserguy]

[No matter what sort of headspace he's in, simply ignoring someone-- anyone that's in obvious distress is not his thing. Honestly, it gives him focus and allows him to drag himself out of his own thoughts and problems. It's so much easier to deal with someone else's issues other than his own. Granted, he's been getting better at that too, accepting his loss and slowly opening up to others here, not as worried about being the mutant representation that can't make a mistake, because a lot of people are overall... good here (not counting the House obviously).

Living with humans again, mingling with them in a more personal way, this is what Professor Xavier wants. At least he thinks so.

Regardless, Scott makes his way over to Felicia, shrugging off his open white shirt and kneeling down by her, offering the cloth to her with a patient smile. He may potentially look odd here, wearing sunglasses at night, or maybe that's familiar--]

Didn't quite have a tissue on me.

[It's not like she has any spare clothing to wipe any tears with.]

[noholdsbard]

[ Her reaction does confuse him. She’s evidently not one of the Crypters, so he can only tilt his head in wonder.

…Wait. Is she referring to the normal rules of engagement in a Holy Grail War? But that isn’t an experience any of the casinos are offering… ]

Oh…er, I don’t mean in a fight. I imagine they’d be happy to simply make a new friend.

[notfunny]

I woke up in a little shack not far from here. [ he gestures towards the bungalows; the temporary ones meant for those wildcards who had no permanent residence here. it's the one thing that causes him some concern... not having a true place to stay as of now. what kind of vacationing spot would not have enough room for every guest? makes him think. ]

So, no. I don't know much, other than the fact everything's got a very specific tone. If you catch my drift.

[ oh. look at those lips. cyno's brows furrow as he focuses in on them. ]

There anything I need to know? Anything you want to tell me?

[icequeenly]

[ Her question is met with a raised eyebrow from Mitsuru. ]

Do you usually seek to take advantage of those in an unfortunate situation such as this?

You may have what you like of the reward if I get it. I have no need of the winnings.

[ Queen ranked here plus Rich Girl back home. Figures that the payout doesn’t really interest her.

What does interest her is avoiding a public spanking by a bunch of seagull headed lifeguards. ]

I simply wish to avoid the punishment.

[snakelace]

[ He truly can’t let his guard down, even with the fully 3D equivalent of a 6-star Forest support— ]

Heh, I suppose having a few witnesses would be safer for you, hmm?

[ He’s being facetious. Probably. But at least he’s following along? ]

[erbe]

[There's no hesitation when she easily takes up that seat next to him. Tohsaka expected push back, but his acceptance is an opportunity she's not willing to waste. There is care put into the way she tucks her sarong so that her legs won't be trapped by the cloth as she sits. Another expectation that gets turned on its head is that she though he'd simply split the skewer, but instead he's directly feeding her?

If that is how it's going to be, she knows exactly what to do with it. After all, it's on her to keep him interested enough that maybe she can tease an actual meal out of this man. So Rin leans in. Gallagher will feel the soft warmth of her lips enveloping his fingers as she eats right out of his hand. After pulling away, chewing, and swallowing she replies:]

I can handle a little heat.

[After all, she had diligently learned to make a terribly spicy mapo tofu for her legal guardian while growing up. Taste testing it wasn't always pretty.]

What's your name?

[virtuesignal]

[Concord will need... to chew on that idea a bit. Thirst for intimacy? How strange. He's heard lust described as a hunger, that's old as time- but is thirst considered more or less intense?

For poor Steve, it seems like suffering, so Concord frowns.]

Help me get some more water, then. I must be doing something wrong. [He just keeps trying and failing to get this simple taste complete. What about it is he missing? Concord will march on over, his soldier's poise and weight to movements not lacking at all even on the beach and in so little clothing, to grab more water bottles from a nearby refreshment station. He hands a few to Olivine to carry with him.]

[virtuesignal]

[Concord takes this the wrong way, promptly so,]

I am not drunk, no. I would recognize if these errors were simply intoxicated clumsiness.

[He could really use some booze to distract from everything going on, but he's being responsible out of spite.]

[virtuesignal]

You are.

[He's the same way. They've always been this way.]

... she... I doubt it. This is too vivid to be a mere hallucination. [Concord can lift the sand in his fists and let it drain out in so many individual grains. A dream would lack such details, or there would be something more surreal to the basic interactions. It's also so unfamiliar, so removed from their place and even time,]

I call it fake, but it is clearly very... constructed. It feels like mortal invention surrounds us on all sides. More vast than I've ever known. Like being the belly of one of those factories you are so protective of.

[tfy]

[His face wrinkles a bit at the nearby yelling.]

Must you shout so loud? I can hear perfectly well, thanks.

[... Really. He hears him loud and clear on multiple levels.

This kind of outrage is refreshing. He's been here almost four months, and just about everyone seems to have accepted Game 52. Few are actively rebelling, whether or not they like it. And it's no wonder, since now he knows that if you do resist sleeping with others, you get turned to stone.

But that doesn't mean they should lie down and take the abuse. They should all be putting up more resistance, in his opinion. In big ways, in small ways, in subtle ways and loud ways. So, the angry boy's attitude—and his powers—have Hiyori thinking.

As do his comments about how powers work in his world. Really, 80%?]

That sounds mighty chaotic, assuming other people's powers are anything like yours. Not that I mean anything bad by that, of course. I think your power is very impressive ♪ Or, er, your "Quirk," you said it was?

[He's still learning. But rather than wuss out and leave the guy with explosive anger alone, he sticks around, dropping some casual commentary.]

Why, I bet you can even blast through walls. Or perhaps entire buildings! Am I right about that?

[sociallinks]

[ Wow, then why did you offer!!! Minato squints, unsure what the stranger wants with his hands when there aren't any bandaids to use, but he complies. After shoving the skewer into his mouth, he holds out both hands and hovers them above Kazuya's. No, he's not going to put his hands into Kazuya's. No touching. ]

[belheir]

[Because all atlus protagonists are little fucking weirdos.

ANYWAY!!! Kazuya rolls his eyes a little as his hands are not held, (no one will ever hold his hands...) but at the very least it doesn't mean too much because they are still close enough for him to cast a shimmery, sparkly green diarahan that closes up the wounds on Minato's poor pecked fingers and hands. And anywhere else that's been pecked at, really.]

Better?

[blastedass]

If you're gonna go deaf, do it!

[Don't go dropping this kind of crappy information on him and then expect him to take it with a simple "oh" and naught else! Now he's wondering what kind of reaction Hiyori had to learning about all this... Probably that creepy ever-present smile.

It's to be expected from someone new here just learning about all this ridiculous shit. Most people would hear it and think they were either pranking them or trying to give the worst reason imaginable for random pickup lines. Once he learns more about the way things are done here... Bakugo's still going to be a loudly yelling about how stupid it is!

He has zero respect for kidnappers, even less so when they start making shitty demands and trying to get the people they kidnapped to take their side of things. What a fucking lame ass joke!

Really. 80%.]

Che! My Quirk's one of the strongest there is! [So proud of it!]

A lot of people have shitty Quirks. What're you gonna do with an extra finger on your shoulder? Losers. [Granted, he's not as aggressive on them as he used to be, but reality is a bitch and doesn't care about all your dreams and hopes. A weak Quirk is weak, and unless you do something amazing with it, Bakugo's not gonna respect it.]

Uh-huh. You looking for a demonstration or something? [He can level a skyscraper at his strongest, but it would certainly take more than one blast to bring the building down.]

[wray]

[ The frantic tone in Sunday's voice tells him everything he needs to know.

He tries to remain calm in the face of it, not bothering to stop the other man as he nearly shakes him. The murder of crows is a worrisome threat, sure, but he doesn't think it's something he can't handle. Of course, it's not like Sunday has any reason to trust his capabilities right now, so — ]

We can always try to head back to the resort, but we'll have to head out in the open for that.

[ No matter what they do, it'll be dangerous either way. The crows are closing in by now too, and if they step foot outside this bungalow, he knows they'll just be attacked no matter what. ]

... If they're just crows, I can handle them.

[ If they're nothing more than just birds, that is. He grabs hold of Sunday's wrists, gently prying them off him. The next thing he does is guide the other man towards the bathroom. ]

You can hide here until I'm done.

[silversunshine]

'Acting up', huh.

[Like a lost puppy he follows, his mind distracted with the newest info dump and his eyes flick over the tatt she pointed out on her throat. It looks pretty cool but he is not down with what it signifies. He's a little too familiar with the concept of being marked against his will and it sounds like this one comes with dangerous side effects. Life is dangerous enough without freaky sex antics thrown into the mix.

Prompto nervously rubs at the leather cuff on his right wrist before looking up at.... hmmm he should probably get her name at some point. It's been pretty rude but everything has been too overwhelming and he refuses to get sidetracked right now. Either way he's starting to feel that bubbling energy building up under his skin, his pulse picking up, so he crosses his arms to hide shaking hands and he bounces on his feet as they walk.]

Sorry if I make you feel like a npc but you've got the info: Anything else I should know about this place? Helpful for advice maybe besides getting comfy with my spicy side before the magical tattoo starts 'acting up'?

[wray]

[ Despite the strong reaction, Six remains calm as he shakes his head, but his ears do dip down a tiny bit. ]

That's not what I meant. This place has a strange fascination with making weird consumables. They often have strange effects, so what's happening to you could be explained by that.

[ It's the simplest answer he can think of, but if this man hadn't consumed anything of the sort, then he's back at square one. ]

If that's not the case, then I wonder... [ He extends a hand, hoping to be passed the same bottles this man had been using. ] May I try?

[wray]

[ His ears dip down, mostly because he's feeling embarrassed. ]

I would say they resemble that of a dog's, but...

[ That's just wishful thinking on his part, at this point. He shakes his head, hoping to move past the topic. If he looks back up at the sky, the focus will shift— or so he hopes. ]

I wonder if they're trying to make people feel homesick.

[ What a sad thought. ]

[defendog]

[ well, hung can help with that. he's going to dig a hole somewhere on the beach. six is welcome to jump in whenever he wants!

but anyway, he's happy to hear that six has gotten over his initial reservation. not that he needs anything else from him; the kisses were enough. ]

It's okay to feel a little flustered. I am too.

[ even if he wears it better. ]

Anyway. I guess I should ask if you have a permanent place to stay around here, because I sure don't.

[defendog]

Oh. Huh. Crazy how that works...

[ watch as the big dog's ears perk up before drooping down, shoulders following suit. fortunate for him that those scratches are more comforting than demeaning, though who would be so brave to go for a doggo's ears without asking? only wrio, probably! ]

... so then you got dragged in here somehow, too? They can just do that to you without your permission?

that you do 💖

[defendog]

[ he immediately bites back the desire to apologize again; not wanting to upset the already-upset person that's sharing the same room as him. something about how he's reacting is... maybe he's not used to being around others? maybe that's it. hung couldn't say the same; he's always been more comfortable working in teams, knowing he has the back of others while being the one to stand in the front line. that the longer he stands, the better chance he'll stay standing.

but yeah. time to turn. he snags the sheet before it crumples to the floor and wraps it around his waist, though there's plenty of room for his tail to stick out between the wrinkled folds. ]

Yep! Never been here before. [ hung continues to take stock of the situation. a bunkbed. probably a small bathroom somewhere in the back. an interesting television station on the tube. it's almost as nice as the detective agency's pad, actually... except it feels very, very new. pristine. ]

Guess you're the same, right?

[tfy]

[Rude, rude, rude. This is normally where he'd scold and say "I don't like your tone!" But he doesn't do that this time, for a whole host of reasons. One, he understands the outrage. Two, he'd rather not argue with someone who can blast him to smithereens. And three, they've got bigger fish to fry.

Or birds to fry. Whichever.

First his eyebrows lift and he blinks at the "extra finger" thing.]

That's a real example?

[Yeesh. But he starts to smile again, feeling like he's come to an understanding.]

How sad. But I guess it's like anything else. For example, looks—you could say 80% of the population has at least one good-looking feature, but it's much rarer to find someone who's lovely from head to toe. Just like it's rare to find someone with your level of power. Lucky people like us are hard to come by ♪

[He's referring to himself as someone who's "lovely from head to toe." Not someone with a high power level. He's got no powers!

Apart from his dazzling aura and dazzling smile. Those he puts on full blast, hoping to entice Bakugo to do something useful. ... or at least that was the idea, but...

He does feel obligated to give the full picture. He'd rather not be the one to explain Game 52 to him if no one's told him already, but it wouldn't be fair to ask a new arrival to do something that could land them in trouble. Not before they even have any awareness about their environment. That's too scummy for him.]

Sort of. I was wondering how much damage you could do around here. I don't know if you've noticed yet, but this isn't a real beach. It's just an illusion, and we're actually indoors. And since all of us are trapped here, I thought, "It sure would be nice if a big strong hero could come along and bust us out."

[Still smiling. But honesty compels him to add:]

I'm not sure what'll happen if you try, though. Our kidnappers don't seem fond of rebels. And there is a jail here, though it's rather cushy.

I. Quincy my love...

[armwriostle]

[A bunk bed was not meant to fit two grown man of their sizes like this and how it's managing is probably because Quincy is plastered against his back and clinging to him like he's just their personal stuffed animal.

Wriothesley is a pretty light sleeper in comparison and he's very aware of the large body pressed against him. He tries not to move too much, wanting to limit how much movement he does, but he also doesn't want to be stuck like this for a lot of reasons. He awkwardly tries to tap the man's arm by reaching around.] Hey...