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TDM 04



【 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!
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!
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.
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.
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.
▶ 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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
▶ 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.

OOC NOTES
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
Goro Akechi | Persona 5 Royal | current
ii. daydream parasol
iii. nighttime bar
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He's in his swimwear, but managed to find a floaty cover for the top; it's been a struggle, they almost kicked him out. But he's way too pale to parade around in the sun without protection.]
...are you actually going to drink?
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Maybe it's just the familiarity of someone knowing who you are.]
Sure. Why not? [This place isn't too particular about the drinking age. Or they've never been to him, being over eighteen.] I'm just trying to see what effects each have.
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So he feels quite free to judge him, the same way Akechi judged him when he arrived.]
So what's the point of the lecture on me eating food with effects when you recklessly drink things that have unknown influences? [He's eyeing the seaberry floradora because it's very colorful and aesthetically pleasing to look at. Would he drink it? Maybe...]
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[He points to one of the guests who have been reverse mermaid'd.]
Don't drink the seawater. I don't know why anyone in their right mind would, but... [He shrugs.]
I also suspect one drink gives the user the ability to breath underwater, or hold your breath for longer, but I haven't figured out which one.
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ii. daydream parasol
So this is new, the cloying weight that steals over him like a shadow. He had happened upon Akechi entirely by accident, curious about the rumored new vista at the observatory enough to set off and explore. Unable to rouse him, he took an adjacent beach chair, intending to wait until he had finished resting. Not that he particularly needed anything of him — Marina is fond of Akechi, as far as he could tell, which meant he had reason enough to watch out for him.
It happens gently, quietly, a transition happening over a long blink: he opens his eyes to a beach steeped in sunset tones, a balmy breeze plucking at a Darcy shirt, its ruffled collar a deep v down his chest. He looks like he's stepped out of history, with buttoned fall-front breeches and stockings nearly up to the knee, a rapier hanging in one hand. Fine make, but more functional than ceremonial, its blade battered by heavy use.
Months ago, he would have struggled to understand what those great monoliths were rising out of the water. In the interim between his days in the collapsed city of Krat and now, his exposure to a variety of modern media tells him: that those are buildings. This was a city. He should have a hundred questions, the greatest looming large - where is this? What has become of the resort?
It's the internal anguish he has taken steps to avoid — evidenced by the spade starkly black on the inside of his right wrist — that whispers temptation into his ear. Alone at last. Maybe there's still a chance to persuade him that you're as real as she is.
His rapier tip bites into the sand by his feet. ]
Akechi, there you are.
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(The burning red heart hidden under his glove certainly doesn't help).
The scenery doesn't seem to bother him. Or rather, he doesn't seem to notice it as odd. Instead he just rises to his feet with a scowl.]
Ah. I didn't expect to see you here.
[It's a little biting which, paradoxically, is a show of affection. He's dropped the mask.]
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He had thought Akechi mad. How naive he'd been. ]
I kept you waiting, [ observes the puppet on his approach, his leather shoes whispering through the sand. A metal digit of his steel prosthesis reaches out to lay, cold and unyielding, across the soft ribbon of the other man's lip, meaning to pause him, ] You want me to make it up to you.
[ It's not a question.
Everyone wants something, when they deign to give their attention to a puppet. He was built to serve. And, perhaps, if he's very good, if he can serve well, he might earn his place among the real, the living, the human. He's tried stealing his freedom for himself, and all it's brought him is the bitter taste of grief. But here, under this burning sunset, perhaps he might take a little more.
From him? When he had stood witness to his marriage to his friend?
That steel palm, smooth and cool against his skin, slides around to catch him by the cheek and chin, as he leans down, bending at the waist, until the mahogany locks of his hair drift across Akechi's brow and cheekbones, intending to gentle him with a kiss. He pauses, a breath away, to dare the detective to deny him: ] Tell me you don't.
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But this is a dream, and Akechi's heart aches. Cool metal touches his lip and he nearly gasps. He reaches up to place one hand on Pinocchio's cheeks, his eyes wide and yearning. Needy, really. In this light, they don't look so red.
When they kiss, Akechi reaches up to grasp desperately to the fabric of Pinocchio's shirt, sliding around to his back to try and bring him closer.]
I don't think, [He begins, breathlessly,] I need to say anything. As long as you stay here.
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i.
When she approaches Akechi at his fanciful little retreat, Marina promptly stands over him. Lifting the opposite hand from her parasol, she's holding something else it turns out.
She presses the orange tip of a water pistol directly to Akechi's forehead, right between the eyes.]
Mercy or death?
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He looks up and, oh. Well. There's something ironic here, about being in the same position he's put someone else in. With... far less actual danger, to be fair, but still. he debates if he should tell her the significance.
(He won't).]
Death before dishonor. [He grins, but narrows his eyes in defiance.]
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Well said.
[Marina unloads the whole water pistol between the eyes and all over his hair. It's not sea water, but ice cold fresh water from one of the drinking stations. An upfront shock, but ultimately pretty refreshing!]
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Eventually he just lays back, defeated and dramatic.]
Oh, you've got me. I'm not long for this world. All my worldly possessions I leave to, hmm, Daan.
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iv.
[he won't sacrifice his dignity just for dryness but he might to bother the rest of akechi's guests]
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Don't drug my guests where I can see.
[But if Akechi's elsewhere, he has deniability...]
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i also take requests!
[you know, in case Akechi catches Someone Special with his invitation]
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[Not what Aak meant, but more useful to him.]
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iii!
But when a handsome guy her age speaks, her eyes slide toward him, and she smiles. Even tired, she's an extravert and it's a little lonely when you don't know anyone in a vast sea of people. Her friends aren't here as far as she can see — which is a good thing! — but it means she's fighting this one herself. ]
Hmm... I'd suggest a drinking game with all of them, I think. But that might be a little much.
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My, that's bold. [He leans on his elbow a little bit, quietly sizing her up.] That kind of daring will carry you far around here.
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How it matters isn't that important. But she did.
Haru sits up. She knows this place. Shido's Ark...
A familiar figure, closer to the shore. Haru's jaw tightens. It's impossible, of course; he's dead. But in the fuzzy logic of a dream, of course he could be here.] You-- you're...
[She trails off.
What do you say when you run into the murderer of your father on the beach?]
oh HELL yes
And yet. Some part of him wants to grovel at her feet, to beg for forgiveness, if only so she won't leave him. That's not like it. His tattoo burns on his skin, and he exhales through grit teeth.]
Me. [He can't quite muster the usual bite to it, though, stuck in something more pathetic.] And what will you do about it, with just the two of us here?
couldn't resist
Her chest aches. Haru steps forward. Her hands ball into fists, and then relax.]
There's a lot of things I've wanted to do to you. [To bash his face in. To shred him to bits with Milady's guns. To throttle him until he could feel just a fraction of what she'd felt watching what happened to her father. She exhales.]
But they wouldn't really change anything, would they? For my father, or for you.
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iii.
[Concord offers, his voice quiet and stern, drinking just that cocktail. The delicate cup they gave him looks small in his large hand, rested on the bar. He lifts it to his lips soon after to drain it. Afterward, Concord taps the bar top to gain the tender's attention, before pointing a thumb to Akechi,]
He's ordering first. [A courtesy to the young man. Concord has a look of distant loneliness firmly planted on his face, hardly paying Akechi mind without fully ignoring him. The unicorn is so used to lonesomeness that a sudden onset of it while at a bar doesn't even ping off him as an odd affliction, he wouldn't suspect he'd be suggesting another person join him in that, but whoops.]
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The Manga Star and a Gimlet, if you would.
[The he turns back to Concord with a faint smile. He's a bit older looking than who Akechi usually tries to charm, but whatever. It'll be easier when he's young and cute.]
You can join me in my taste testing. My treat.
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You don't have to do that. [Concord says dismissively. Only for the bartender to ask if he'd like another of his own drink, Concord to nod, and the order to fail. "You're out of vouchers, wildcard. You sharing?" And Concord just eats his words immediately,]
....... I supposed I am. [you got him, Akechi, yeah]
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1/2
2/2 cw for abrupt violence because it's Concord
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