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

[malpwactice]

[Aak would take as much offense at being called strangely docile as being mistaken for a were-creature. It's a thought best kept in the back of his mind.]

[When his tongue comes up, he does pause to brush the un-barbed edge of his tongue. It immediately feels cooler when exposed to the air. He barely has time to consider if it's the others' body running hot when a surprisingly calm retort comes out. Aak immediately laughs, bopping his nose against Baptiste's neck.]

You pulled a lucky one! [this one he can properly accept as a flat compliment.]

I got other stuff buuuu~t, [he taps his fingers against the back of the neck] the stocks are waiting for guys who don't keep up with their quotas!

[He says that, but he's not exactly pulling away. His grip may loosen a little but he doesn't settle down on his feet or try to untangle himself. In fact, if not stopped, he may just go back to suckling and making the bruising more obvious.]

Burning a willpower against hornt

[molotovmoustache]

[Aak bears an impish reminder, yet Baptiste wants nothing more than to indulge in this novel exchange. He even punctuates it with Baptiste's favorite sort of teasing: the temptation to neglect what he was expected to do to instead continue with something far more fun.

Baptiste's eyes slide closed. A groan leaves his lips as he forces himself to wrench his body from the other's hold. It is a feat managed only through a push of sheer willpower. Though his lips press into a pout as he reaches up to rub at the mark Aak left behind.]

[A sigh.] This is terrible timing. You promise me other stuff while I'm in the throes of an urgent agenda... [The curiosity and the desire to play is eating him alive. It's clear on his face.] so... perhaps I'll have to gamble that I can pull a lucky one again, eh?

such a strong man (mentally, emotionally)

[malpwactice]

[The warm body pulls back and Aak takes some satisfaction in the fact it seems so difficult. He does settle his feet back down onto the beachfront sand and flicks his tongue over his lip before back inside his mouth.]

You could be in other kinds of throes. [It's less of a serious attempt at seduction and more teasing now. Baptiste has chosen the path of responsibility and so it felt like making fun of a friend deciding to do their homework. Not that Aak had friends. Or homework. Either way, it's a smug, toothy grin.]

But, weeeeeell, if you want to gamble then I shouldn't give you my contact info, right? Leave it up to chance?

[Despite everything about the atmosphere Baptiste gives off, Aak still naturally assumes everyone gets the network and communicator until proven anyways.]

[molotovmoustache]

[Aak resorts to a flavor of school yard bullying that Baptiste is familiar with. Familiar, but usually it was Baptiste who was tugging at someone's pigtails and calling them a try-hard.

Now, as fate would have it, he was the nerd with homework. The smug grin is met with a chuckle. A dismissive shake of the head.

And then? A pause. Aak captures Baptiste's curiosity once again as he leans closer. Uncertainty rests at his brow.]

Some things you leave to chance for fun. Other things? If you leave them to chance, you're a fool. [Baptiste may have been clown-adjacent but...] How can I ever ante up if I don't know the first place to look?

[The communicator on Baptiste's wrist? Right now, it is nothing but a fancy, confusing timepiece that has coerced him into lewd challenges.]

[malpwactice]

[He was hoping to have another thing to dangle above Baptiste's head (metaphorically, his height didn't allow for literalism). Instead, the guy brings up a good point. The gambling metaphor works although it takes a moment for Aak to figure out what the latter half means.]

[Like, he could pass along his room number, sure, but- the state of his room wasn't exactly good for company. It could turn off a visitor! Or, worse, a visitor could mess up all his ongoing experiments.]

Let's see... [Aak holds up his wrist and taps the Watch, bringing up a mess of holographic tabs. He starts flicking the old or unimportant ones away. Nestflix, Goldtris, candid (but not lewd) photos, they all go past until he finds the network application.]

[molotovmoustache]

[Baptiste gears himself up for patience. Prepared to get a room number. Perhaps a way to send memos or mail...

Instead, this cat goes to town on his watch. A brilliant show of flickering lights and shapes and... photographs? Baptiste is quick to lean over the other - immediately poking a finger at one of the holographic tabs.]

Woah, woah, woah. What's that? Or that- Wait- [Another desperate point of his finger follows] What are you doing?

[malpwactice]

[He was used to this sort of thing, ironically, being filtered through the network. Seeing it in person definitely tickled him. The hologram fizzles a bit, assessing if this was a touch-instruction it should follow or not.]

Technological exposure therapy, my dude. [he chuckles. Oh, right, one second,]

[He lifts his wrist up, with the holograms unmoving, but, click. An image of Baptiste's culture shock recorded for posterity.]

To make a proper bet you've gotta understand the currency! [He twirls his finger in a gesture as the holographic photo joins the tabs.]

[molotovmoustache]

[The shape fizzles under Baptiste's touch yet there is no warmth. A play of blinking light and projection of color on his fingertips. He pulls his finger away, rubbing the tips of his fingers together as if to monitor if anything was left behind.

Not a trace. Surprises etches into his features, his mouth forming an 'o' as if he were looking for something to say.

Technological exposure therapy. One of his own had proposed similar things. The wonders of electricity and generators that allowed glittering, hanging lights around their midway. A staff that whirled to life and mimicked the intensity of the sun...

This little time-piece... The natural progression of it all-

The snapshot Aak captures is a mixture of bemuse and awe. It also pulls Baptiste back to the present as he sees a reflection of his surprise etched into the air before it was 'stored' away.

Quickly, Baptiste is pulling up his own device. Poking at it and attempting to mimic the wonders this tech-literate cat has. Bright flashes of tabs being scrolled way too quickly. The photo app is skipped over. Then he tries to wheel back. In the midst of his struggles, he glances over.]

While I'll never turn down the opportunity for a photograph - help an 'old man' out, then. What currency are you hoping to gamble with? Is it that I can find you through one of these little. windows?

[malpwactice]

[The kind of thing the Watch was surpassed even his own world's technology. The things they had that were similar require intense amounts of energy and the minerals that created that energy caused crisis after crisis. It'd be nice if that wasn't the case here. Aak really doubts that, though, he's sure there's some cost outside where any of them could see. Still, like, no point in not using it to watch bad movies late at night.]

Yea, yea, I'm tech support for plenty of people. [he'll sidle over next to Baptiste, his tail swishing to the other side.]

Usin' this little device you can send me a message anytime you're free. All of us stuck here have got one so if someone says they don't have one they're tryin' to let you down gentle, 'old man.' [While Aak would have spared Baptiste the nickname on his own, he can't just leave it alone when it's mentioned!]

Mm, that one, [he tries to indicate with the rapidly flipping tabs] No, no, back a few. Try usin' your non-showtime gestures.

[molotovmoustache]

[Baptiste adjusts his pose as Aak inches closer. He readily offers his wrist for a much needed round of tech support. Lips press into a thin line as he mulls over what is said to him.

A required device. So could the people behind the resort keep an eye on them through such a thing too? The thought causes his mouth to twitch into a frown.

Another mindless, grandiose gesture to wipe away that thought just like he did those pecky little shapes. What really pulls him from his unsettling realization though? The quip about his non-showtime gestures. The laugh that pulls from his throat is one of relief.

He holds a finger out to stop the wheeling through applications. Then very carefully. Very precisely attempts to move through just what the device was attempting to show him. Who knew that slowly down let someone actually comprehend what was in front of them?]

Oh, oh... Like this then? So we're all connected at all times? I just have to find you on one of these little boxes and it will send like post then?

[Hm. Not this little box. As he incidentally finds the photo app and gets distracted by the mirror of himself and Aak being projected before him.]

[malpwactice]

[It was easy to get numb to the fact they had a device on them constantly that could be transmitting data back. It was easy to get caught up on the little annoyances, like not being able to take it off to shower, instead. It was exceptionally easy to get distracted with Nestflix and end up watching seven hours of smutty B-horror movies.]

[For a moment, he's not sure if the older man is following, but the more direct and contained gestures reassure him that he's not wasting his time.]

You can send a message anytime but I might be busy~ like a conversation you leave hangin' until we're both around.

[this cat has probably never posted a letter in his life]

You can write it or, [oh, hey, it's them. Aak pauses mid-explanation to grin and put his hands together to form a heart,] record it or send a vid.

[molotovmoustache]

[A hand-formed heart. A wink. Both are captured as the man manages to snap a picture...

Or so he thought. In fact he's recording a video. His head tilts in confusion when the picture doesn't file itself away like he'd watched Aak's do just moments ago. The red button signals a video and yet Baptiste doesn't recognize the sign just yet. It isn't until he clicks it again, that the small video plays back with both a cute gestures... and the last few moments of Aak's explanation and a confused 'old man' searching for answers.

It files itself away. Baptiste gives an amused chuckled before his gaze meets with Aak's once more.]

So the name of the game is to record enough messages until you're too bothered to be busy? [While he is teasing, this is still a viable threat.]

[malpwactice]

[For being an out of touch old man, he picks up quickly. He not only picks up on the literal pieces but also how it's used. Aak won't go as far as to say he's impressed... but it does smooth off the edges of any irritation he could be feeling. Just like he could be annoyed with a deluge of messages but gets the idea that Baptiste will be fun enough to balance it out.]

If you manage that, then you've earned it. [he grins, his tail swishing behind him]

Now, I'm real easy to message, no long username or nothin'.

[He pulls up a screen and then flicks it over towards Baptiste's screens. The system makes a small notification sound like a bird's tweet as a window pops up. The username is simply "a."]

Oh, right and if you wanna get personal... Aak. [he presses a finger to each cheek]

That's my name, A-A-K.

[molotovmoustache]

[Aak says just the right thing to stroke this Leo's pride. His shoulders square, brows arch as he lets out a whistle...

Then Baptiste's gaze settles on the distraction that is a fluffy tail swishing in his periphery. He's still listening. Nods as Aak speaks. Yet it is the tweet of the bird that finally breaks his gawking.

The window levitates over Baptiste's device in greeting. The username? 'a'. A? That was it? An incredulous countenance gives way to a shake of the head. A fond side-eye settles on the creature next to him.

But before he can give the other shit for a handle that was either lazy or rebellious - the other offers his name. Fingers pressed to each cheek. A... strange custom, perhaps?

Baptiste slowly reaches up to mimic the gesture, tilting his head to the side.]

Aak... The name's Baptiste. It's been... an enlightening introduction from start to finish!

[malpwactice]

[It's a nice tail, well-maintained, fluffy but with not a mat to be found in it. Aak had distinct ideas of what was worth his time and what wasn't. Maintaining his fur? Yes. Coming up with a witty username? Nah. There was a bit more to it than laziness but it required understanding the language barrier and more explanation that wasn't worth the time.]

[Aak barely stifles a laugh at Baptiste mimicking his gesture.]

Yea, yea, that, definitely do that! [Please do that, he thinks, it bring him so much joy to imagine this mustachioed ringmaster introducing himself with cutesy pointing each time. Did drawing attention to it make it more obvious it was weird? Sure, but he can't help himself.]

And text me when you're off the hook. Or in the stocks. I'll come visit you!

[He smiles in a way that insinuates the visit wouldn't be wholly out of sympathy. That's only fair, of course. He can't imagine someone not helping themselves in that situation.]

[molotovmoustache]

[Yet Aak's laughter is misconstrued. Not as a signal that the too-cutesy gesture is a weird one to adopt - but instead of as a mutual amusement of just how fortuitous this little chance meeting has turned out! Any further interactions of an old man playing cute is a reality whose blame lies at Aak's feet.

Baptiste punches at the buttons of his device until he can properly dismiss the glowing square from his vision. Then he rolls his shoulder, hand reaching to touch the tender mark of Aak's bite.

He winks, even in the face of a smile that carries a mischievous glint with it. Really, it is rather endearing. How could he deny a fellow troublemaker?]

That's a promise, then. I'll send you a picture regardless of where I'm from.

[How would he take a picture from the stocks? A mystery! One he didn't care to think through, as he is too confident he'll avoid such a fate.

With that Baptiste offers a bow to Aak once more. A flourished gesture, complete with a sweeping arm motion and a dip of his torso. Then he pops up from his showy display to grasp at his bottle of accelerant. He tips the capped bottle in Aak's direction in place of a playful salute before he's off to resume trying to save his own ass.]