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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.
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Still, beggars can't be choosers, and the bungalow provided to him was a change of pace. Better than catching a nap out in the open on the beach where anyone and everyone could up and harass him for no reason or another. The less time he has to spend looking at those freaky gull-headed lifeguards, the better.
Ragna would be lying if he said that the sight of a nice quality bed, the sound of the ocean in the distance and the ambient sound of Boobwatch in the background on a TV somewhere wasn't making him feel a little sleepy. Whether it's that our latest guest to be shuffled into the deck as a wildcard appears after him, or he didn't bother to check the top bunk before crawling in underneath with a heave of a sigh, he wasn't resting for very long before Kokomi stirs. She's light of foot, only the sound of her clearing her throat jostling Ragna from his own reverie before she's leaning in to gently prod him with her free hand.
A deep-seated grunt, a scrunch of his closed lids, and her soft cadence finally reaches his ears when he tilts his head towards her. ]
Who are you? [ he asks, her pearly indigo hues caught in his mismatched red and green gaze. Blinking a couple times, he forces himself to sit up on his forearms as he gives her a good onceover. ] Sorry, I didn't know someone else was in here...
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I am Sangonomiya Kokomi, and I'm afraid I've found myself here without a realization as to why...
( There's a pause, and then a shift, as her hands move to indicate her Watch. )
Aside from the message sent to me on this, that is. Did you really enter this place of your own will?
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Sangonomiya Kokomi... [ The fact that she's so forthcoming about her predicament helps him, let alone her standing with him off the jump. If there's one thing that he values, it's someone that's straightforward with him. It doesn't hurt that her voice is soft and soothing by nature. Sure enough, he doesn't recognize her, careful not to go and hitting his head with his height when he sits upright in his bed, watching her as she raises her wrist to indicate her Watch. ] Man, I figured as much.
[ That she was a newcomer as well. It's safe to say that he doesn't recognize her. Then again, someone as striking in appearance as the divine priestess would be difficult as all hell to miss. ]
My own will? What are you— [ That's when it hits him, gaze broadening some as he recalls back. ]
The last thing I remember when I first got here was sleeping out in a field under the stars. Next time I blinked, I was in some cushy bed wearing a stuffy white tux...
[ He'll just omit the part where he got held at gunpoint by his "bride to be". ]
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So you arrived here as I did, but previously? Mm... This is quite the predicament.
( A 5-star resort is hardly the place she should be right now, with everything Watatsumi and her people are dealing with. There's a soft exhale, just shy of a sigh, and she drops her hands back to her side. )
Then, if you don't mind... May I have your name, as well? In order to best plan my next movements, I'll have to gather as much information as possible.
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(The hell is it with this place and bringing the softest people here?)
[ But then, who did deserve to get kidnapped to some supernatural casino resort that was practically fuelled on the carnal? There's a way that the woman carries herself, purity in her cadence yet in control of herself. Planning her next movements... She's about as calm as can be for a girl who woke up with nothing to her name but a robe and what looks like a charm on her person.
If Kokomi here was going to be gathering info, than he might as well come out of his hideaway on the bottom bunk, carefully shuffling closer just so he can swing his legs over the side of the bed, leaning forward a little before tilting his head towards her. ]
I'm Ragna. [ A beat. ] It's supposed to be June, and I woke up here back in February.
I'd say it's nice to meetcha, but, would've preferred that anywhere but here.
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( But that brings to mind something else. The longer Kokomi stands here, the more aware she becomes of just how sheer this robe is— it still leaves some things to the imagination, but a little less than even her normal attire does— in between the patterns of coral and tropical flowers, skin is visible just enough to have her thoroughly embarrassed.
Not that she shows it. Stay calm, even in tough situations... She learned that when becoming Divine Priestess. Ah, but this is really putting her emotional stamina to the test.
Half turning, she takes a look at the rest of the bungalow. Adorable though it is, there doesn't seem to be any change of clothing. Her Watch had mentioned being able to receive a swimsuit from somewhere, so maybe that's her best bet? )
I... wonder if I could trouble you for a moment, Ragna. Would it be too much to ask you to retrieve my "complimentary swimsuit" from the lifeguards so that I don't have to step outside in this?
i'd say i'm sorry but when in rome alkdsjf
[ Unless one was into the whole 'pain is pleasure' deal. Ragna wasn't going to judge. Still, the young lady's disposition is a relaxing one at that. Despite his short fuse of a temper, if he were a fresh arrival here waking up alongside her...she'd probably have that calming waters effect on him as well. But as it stood, he's the one with experience here. Which means that by chance, the onus was on him now as she finds herself becoming self-aware of her own state of undress. The longer she stands there, the longer his own gaze fights to hold her own gaze. Thankfully, it doesn't fail. She was...unlike anyone else that he's come across in this resort; as far as appearances went.
Which is why he couldn't have been any more grateful to the Divine Priestess for half turning when she did, the taller white-haired man threading his fingers through soft spikes. It's enough for Ragna's attention to turn to the rest of the quaint bungalow also. The ambience of that Boobwatch show playing on a TV screen somewhere in their temporary tropical abode aside, the atmosphere was nice. When you forgot about where this was supposed to be, anyway.
"I... wonder if I could trouble you for a moment, Ragna." ]
Huh?
[ Hand to his hip, he glances back to her when she asks him about her "complimentary swimsuit". THe one that was meant to be provided by the lifeguards. Blinking a couple times quickly, he lifts his wrist to look back at his Watch, scrolling back through the archive of messages before he lands back on the record from GP. Before? Being asked to go fetch a swimsuit for a girl he just met would have been met with a very decisive "No" or "I'll pass", but time has done well in culling that attitude of his. He gets it. He's been there before. Hell, he heard the first batch of arrivals before him had to wake up naked in the jungle. Frankly, both Ragna and Kokomi were getting off easy by comparison.
So instead, he sighs deep and shakes his head. Not to decline. But, ]
Alright, alright. Guess that's fair enough to ask. Besides...you...probably wouldn't wanna deal with the lifeguards in the first place.
[ Why? Because they're a bunch of beefy, boobily breasting seagull-headed abominations that weird him the hell out. Also bullies unless you're high enough a rank. JDFSALKJ Still, what else was there to do? For knowing practically nothing about her, Kokomi hasn't done anything wrong. At least he's had a tussle or two with them before. Hopefully they'll listen. He makes his way for the front door, sparing a glance back over his shoulder to the Divine Priestess, giving her a modest once over.
In other words, he's winging it as to what size he's supposed to get her. Without staring, she looks slender and petite. How do pseudo-shop for bikinis for someone else. Help. ]
I'm gonna get going. You just sit tight. I'll knock four times so you know it's me.
[ Ragna takes his leave, while he still has his composure as the door slams shut behind him. Leaning against said door for a moment, he heaves a gruff breath before setting out on his new errand for a girl he just met. ]
What the hell are you doing, man? [ Even as he pads across the crystalline sands of the shoreline towards where a pair of lifeguards are busy tending to guests with their appropriate swimwear, he grumbles. ] "Sup? Mind if you can lend me a bikini? It's not for me—" shit that sounds perverted no matter HOW you slice it!
[ Man, the things you do for people like her... ]
Okay. Just. Don't think. Just ask. Get something. And get out. Simple.
[ Narrator: It was, in fact, not simple. ]
[ Once it's Ragna's turn to walk up to the pair of Seagull Lifeguards and their booth of various swimsuits, ranging in colours and styles— Trunks, One-Piece, Two-Piece, Speedos, Modest Fabric, No Fabric, Strings, he makes a face at the selection before the beaky lifeguard tilts their head eerily at him. What's he doing up here? He's already wearing beach appropriate attire! ]
Uhh, hey. So, I need one of those "complimentary swimsuits"?
[ Seagull noises. ]
[ More seagull noises. ]
[ Seagulls noisily. ]
[ Kokomi doesn't need to know that Ragna doled out a good amount of chips to secure this for her. She also doesn't need to know that they squawked about some hidden "Buy One, Get One Free!" offer because without asking for his input, the lifeguards had stuffed another choice of swimwear into the gilded string bag now in the Grim Reaper's possession. One of them was a strikingly beautiful yet modest two-piece. The one that he paid for. The other? Well. The freebie. A very salacious bikini that left nothing to the imagination.
Hopefully she doesn't notice the string that's supposed to be a micro bikini just hanging off the wooden railing just outside their bungalow. Because that's exactly where Ragna's flinging it with the hopes that Kokomi either doesn't see it, think anything of it, or see him with what they forced him to take. But. He's finally back now.
Knock knock knock knock. ]
Hello! Kokomi?
[ Don't mind how red his face is. It's the weather. ]
( OOC; Second link is absolutely NSFW screams. Hopefully this works! )
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Welcome back. Ah, I hope I didn't trouble you too much with this sort of task...
( Her voice trails off, eyes sliding from the red of Ragna's face to the bundle still in his arms. As she shuts the door behind the both of them, she waits for the proper bikini to be offered to her before reaching to accept it. )
You're not sunburnt, are you, Ragna? Your face is awfully red. Would you like to sit and cool down, for a bit?
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He's already seen her, so it only makes sense. But she really was nervous about stepping out in that... No. He's still not blaming her. ]
Trouble? What? Please. It was a piece of cake. [ Ragna what happened to being honest. ] Walked on up. Told them it was for a new guest...
[ Pardoning himself to step inside, he huffs before turning to properly face the Divine Priestess, offering the bag with her new swimwear neatly folded inside. It almost looks like a gift. ]
Here. Hopefully it fits. I, uh...
[ ...wasn't sure what her measurements were?
Thought of her cinching that robe real tight around her body for a sec so he could get a better guestimate?][ "You're not sunburnt, are you, Ragna?" ]
Huh?! [ Don't! Draw attention to it?! Thankfully, he's not the stuttering, stammering type. But his breath does lock up in his throat for an instant there. Lookit that! He's "sunburning" even redder on the spot, colour spreading downwards. ] Oh yeah. Yup. Probably. Still trying to figure out HOW when the freakin sun's supposed to be fake.
[ How are you going to explain yourself when your "sunburn" miraculously goes away in a few moments. :| ]
Sure.