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TDM 05



【 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 in our KING SUITES for all new arrivals. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience.

As a token of our gratitude for your understanding, front reception has arranged for a GRAND FEAST to welcome our newest guests. The attendance of all guests is required. The house will enforce compliance.

Please note that rank-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking social code may be disciplined. We hope you enjoy your stay! 】



ARRIVAL
DIVINE AWAKENING
A cool breeze lofts across the room. Gentle, soothing. Cotton sheets and silken covers slip with the tired stretch of limbs. New arrivals dozing in the comfort of their king-sized beds wake to the balmy warmth of a hazy sun and the rhythmic lap of waves on the shore. Clouds mist around the floor, granting ethereal ambiance. Gauzy curtains flutter, revealing a majestic stretch of sky in all directions. This temple is nestled at the top of a mountain, one where the sea somehow meets its edge.

All King suites have been set to the Heavenly setting for the comfort of these new Wildcards. To call this place a room feels like a misnomer; all of the senses scream that this is a real temple at the top of a crisp oceanside mountain. The only clue that this place isn't what it seems is the door in the distance. It stands dark against light, a stark rectangle distinctly out of place.

New arrivals aren't waking up alone. Reception would never expect their guests to wake up in a cold bed. All new guests will be waking up next to another Wildcard or a current guest snatched up from the hallways. Guests waking up in these heavenly King suites will wake dressed in sheer white tunics and togas that leave very little to the imagination.
MARK OF THE GODS None of the traditional suits have manifested on these Wildcards. Instead, all new arrivals will discover intricate patterns winding their arms and legs, each one different from the next. Thorns, vines, stars, or moons — the commonality of these marks is that they come in either glittering gold or shimmering silver.

► BENEVOLENT DIVINE: Those with marks of gold running along their skin have been identified as benevolent deities. The powers that be have sensed the kind spirit within. All benevolent Wildcards may experience the effects of any RED SUITS over the course of the next two weeks.

► MALEVOLENT DIVINE: Those with marks of silver running along their skin have been identified as malevolent deities. The powers that be have sensed the muck that lurks beneath the surface. All malevolent deities may experience the effects of any BLACK SUITS over the course of the next two weeks.
MADDENING HUNGER Itchy throat, dry mouth. Headache. Hungry. It comes on slow, at first nothing of note. But, surely, it begins to deepen. Grapes don't feel filling. Water barely quenches thirst. All new arrivals will wake up in a state of hunger. They will find that despite the complimentary snacks left in their room by room service, nothing hits the spot.

No matter how much food they eat, these new arrivals, who have been dubbed as divines, won't find any satiation from food or wine. This gnawing hunger is exhausting; as it increases, their strength decreases. They cannot continue on like this for long.

All Wildcards, regardless of divine differentiation, will need to be worshipped for sustenance. Otherwise, they risk falling into a frenzied state.

There are many ways they can be worshipped. While having their bodies worshiped through sex is the most effective, they can find minor relief in acts of praise, affection, offerings, service, and so on. The longer a Wildcard goes without being worshiped, the more their god mark will leech their energy, and the faster they will lose their sanity. Loss of sanity can result in any kind of frenzy, from general mania to breaking from reality.
GILDED CAGE
AN ENDLESS FEAST
Doors to the grand banquet hall of Gilded Cage have been opened. A singular massive table stretches throughout the entirety of the restaurant, every available inch loaded with trays of food and goblets of wine. Waiters seamlessly dip in and out of the kitchens with platters over their shoulders, bringing delectable cuisine from all avenues of every earth around for guests to enjoy. Vibrant fruits, roasted meats, and decadent desserts funnel into the hall without end.

Rugs and cushions have been laid out for low rank guests. All high rank guests have thrones and benches covered in crushed velvet and delicate linens. Wildcards have a seat of honor amongst it all, each fresh new divine lead to the grand dais for their own semi-private tent with daybed and eager servants.

Low ranks are carefully watched by security and wait staff. Some low rank guests may even be dragged in by resort staff to assist serving high rank guests and Wildcards. All high rank guests and Wildcards are revered and catered to during the feast. Low rank guests are expected to feed them, rub their feet, and comply with any whimsical demands. Any low rank guest that defies a higher ranked guest is at risk of being shackled, forced to scrub chamber pots, and other humiliating punishments.
ROYALSRoyal cards are King, Queen, and Jack ranks. All ranks beneath them must comply with their demands, no matter how whimsical or stupid. They are waited on hand and foot, with low ranks throwing themselves forward for the honor of pleasing them. Royals do not need to obey the commands of anyone aside from Wildcards. While it is good manners for a lower royal card to defer to a higher royal card they will not be punished if they decline.

► Royal cards are encouraged to eat, drink, and be merry. Be selfish! Be greedy! Take everything you want! There is no end to the pampering and indulgence offered to royals. Long-standing guests line up to flatter them and give them gifts. Resort staff are desperate to make them laugh or smile. A royal card frowning strikes terror every servant. Resort staff will insist that they seek their own pleasures and not worry about the feelings of those lowly cards. All numbered cards exist to satisfy the royals; being concerned about their peasant feelings is unnecessary.

Royals can command any numbered rank. If they find a numbered rank they particularly like they may monopolize them for their exclusive use. The word no does not exist. Whatever a royal wants, a royal gets. They can also issue punishments to numbered ranks that do not please them. There are guards prepared to discipline servants at their command. They may also dominate unruly servants with their own hands if that pleases them.
SERVANTSServant cards are ranks A - 10. Hierarchy exists within the servants as well. While a rank 10 servant must flatter and please the royals, they may issue orders to any servant rank beneath them. This continues down the line — a rank 6 servant must obey and adore any rank above them but may command and bully any rank below them.

The Ace rank shows its fickle nature. All Ace cards are bottom-barrel servants sitting at Rank 1 that anyone can bully. They are automatically ordered to clean up trash, scrub sticky floors, and dance provocatively for any rank that demands a show.

Servants must obey anyone that outranks them. There are guards standing along the walls waiting to discipline any servant that defies the hierarchy. However, the guards are mostly for show — suits enforce real compliance. Any servant that disobeys an individual who outranks them is at risk of their suit flaring. If their suit does flare, submitting and obeying or an orgasm can abate suit effects.
WILDCARDS ► Wildcards are akin to deities. There is no greater honor than to serve or possess a Wildcard. Royals want to own them and servants want to please them. All Wildcards are showered with endless adoration. Fights break out for the chance to feed them grapes or rub their calves. Wildcards may do whatever they want without consequences, even toward royal ranks.

► Wildcards are encouraged to indulge in the finest of everything. Servants must tend to them and obey their commands. While royals do not need to obey them, there is great prestige in claiming a Wildcard’s affection. Wildcards are encouraged to be selfish and enjoy themselves to the fullest.

► Any royal or servant that satisfies a Wildcard can collect a Wildcard token. This is an electronic token that appears in their bank account once a Wildcard has climaxed during sex. Physically pleasing two Wildcards bring about great blessings. Players may submit two Wildcard tokens under their rewards thread to collect a small item voucher.


PHOENIX CASINO
ALEA IACTA EST
Phoenix Casino has been reborn in antiquity. Stone pillars line the aisles and embroidered linens cast a gauzy filter over every corner of the gambling center. The number of statues has increased, with every corner decorated with marble figures in provocative poses. The feast continues into even here; scantily clad servants and waiters carry around platters of succulent fruits and pitchers of wine.

The game tables are abuzz. Special games have kicked off in honor of the new godlings that are waiting to check in. Even here, those of different ranks are distinct from one another. The lowest ranks wear small slips of clothing. Some are even collared to show they belong to a particular royal or Wildcard. Royals and Wildcards dress luxuriously in thick robes and golden jewelry.

Game managers clap and encourage guests of all ranks to join in on the fun. While there are numerous card games, slot machines, and raffles happening around the casino, staff are promoting three events in particular.
WILDCARD AUCTION ► All shiny new Wildcards have a unique number pinned to their robes. Early in the night these nubile virgin Wildcards will be paraded across the stage and asked to introduce themselves to the crowd. After, the bidding will commence. Don't miss this opportunity to claim a resort virgin and beloved divine!

► Bidding for a Wildcard can get intense! Numerous long-standing guests are already obsessed with these stunning new arrivals and are quick to bid high. Bidding wars can break out at any time. Some very eager long-standing guests are willing to get violent if it means they get to monopolize one of these Wildcards. Security is on stand-by for cases of Wildcard theft; some guests are so desperate for these Wildcards that they'll even try to kidnap them if they see the chance.

► The hierarchy is temporarily set aside for auction purchases. Any rank can dominate a Wildcard if they have the means to bid high enough and buy. In the case of Wildcard purchases, their god marks will force compliance to whoever buys them during the auction.
CASTING LOTS ► This special game of lots is designed for a high rank and a low rank to play together. In the case of guests of the same rank playing together, a coin flip will decide who plays the "low" rank for this game.

► The high rank guest will roll a six-sided die. The number rolled will reflect the game rule by which the low rank guest must try to satisfy the high rank guest. If the low rank guest manages to satisfy the high rank guest they will receive a large payout. If the high rank guest is not satisfied they may discipline the low-rank guest in any way they see fit.

  • ONE: Without using hands.
  • TWO: Using only mouth.
  • THREE: While blindfolded.
  • FOUR: Using only butt cheeks.
  • FIVE: Using only legs.
  • SIX: While remaining on knees.

  • ► The high rank decides if and when they have been satisfied. Work hard, low rank!
    HEADS OR TAILS

    ► What's a casino without a bit of risk? There's a special game of Heads or Tails happening at the game tables. All guests must bet their rank in order to play. Winners of the game will have the option to either swap ranks with the loser, or keep their rank as is and move on to another game. With a little bit of luck, even a Rank 2 can experience living the high life.

    ► All rank swaps are temporary. Winners that choose to swap ranks with the loser of their game will have 24 hours with their new rank before they revert back to normal. They may continue playing on with their "new" rank if they want to test their luck.

    ► Heads or Tails is played with a physical Golden Peacock coin. Players will take turns as the coin flipper, with their opponent guessing if the outcome will be heads or tails. The first guest to reach three correct guesses is the winner.

    BEAK
    ENTERTAIN YOUR BETTERS
    A massive circular arena has been erected in the middle of Beak. Staggered seats rise up to the ceiling, where royals lounge in luxury viewing boxes. The gaping mouth of the arena is wide and desolate. An assortment of weapons, such as spears and shields, hang along stone walls. It waits for the taste of blood and stench of battle. The sound of the audience cheering and booing echoes throughout the Wellness Quarter.

    Beneath the open arena is a smaller closed arena and the warrior’s bunk. Warriors will find cold showers, rustic wooden benches, and training weapons available for their use. Deep in the earth is a grimy prison where servants who refuse to battle are thrown to wait for their turn. There are also cages where the hungry “animals” wait to go out and entertain the masses.

    A long track rings around the perimeter of the arena. Gone is the standard green fuzz and white lines, replaced with stone and dust to elicit the real feeling of running beneath the hot Grecian sun. Foot and chariot races take place throughout the day.
    BATTLE ROYALE ► Numbered ranks have been conscripted into battle for the amusement of the Wildcards and royals. While high ranked servants may be able to wiggle their way out of a fight, low ranked servants will be thrown into the arena without mercy. Warriors that win their battles will be showered in accolades and payouts while losers will be mocked and pelted with rotten tomatoes. Warriors that try to forfeit their match will be stripped naked, strung up on a pole, and mocked for 24 hours.

    ► Battle rules are simple. Any means and methods of fighting are acceptable when in the arena. The arena’s overseer will decide if a battle will end when first blood is drawn or if it will continue until one side can no longer continue. There are rare instances of battle to the death, typically reserved for warriors who have deeply offended a Wildcard or royal.

    Royals and Wildcards are welcome to join in the royale if they wish. They will not be forced and they will be given any armor they want before stepping into the arena. Low rank warriors are given no armor — some may even be forced to fight nude.
    SUBDUE THE BEASTAny numbered ranks that have displeased a Wildcard or royal will be thrown into the arena to fight barehanded against hungry tigers and lions. If there are no troublemakers on hand to throw into the arena for entertainment, low rank servants will be forcibly volunteered instead.

    ► Those alleged hungry tigers and lions? They are other servants dressed up in sexy animal costumes. While staff will take genuine volunteers for this role first, they will forcibly volunteer low rank servants into the role if needed. All costumes are revealing and offer little protection. There is an assortment of looks to choose from, not just tigers and lions, though whether or not a servant gets to pick their outfit depends on how charitable the arena master is feeling.

    ► Matches will end when one party can no longer continue or the audience is sufficiently amused. Royals and Wildcards are permitted to partake if they please, and there will be no consequences if they decide to withdraw.
    RACE TRACK ► Royals and Wildcards are invited to participate in horse racing. Only, there are no horses to be found — all the “horses” are servants! Any chosen servant must carry their master over the finish line. While piggyback rides may make the most sense for a race like this, many of the high class prefer more elegant positions, so anything goes. Horses are required to wear a bridle at all times during the race.

    Servants are also allowed to participate as jockeys as long as they observe the hierarchy. Servants may ride any servant of a lower rank. Aces are ordered to walk around with a poop shovel and bag, even if there won’t be any real horse poop lining the track (probably).

    Royals and Wildcards are also invited to participate in private horse racing. These races involve no track, taking place in the back of Beak in private rooms furnished with cushions and silks. Like with the public races, royals and Wildcards may select any servant that catches their eye. Unlike the public races, the goal here is to make their ‘horse’ orgasm as quickly as possible. Times will be saved on their Watches. The faster a master makes their horse come the more bragging rights they have.

    Servants are once again allowed to participate as jockeys as long as they observe the hierarchy. The higher ranked servant must make the lower ranked servant orgasm as quickly as they can. While the ‘horse’ may offer mutual comfort they will receive no accolades for their skills.
    TALON
    SHOW OF STRENGTH
    Talon is bustling with warriors training for the arena. Several strength building stations have been set up, including benches for royals to perch on while warriors bench press them. Additions have been made to Talon as well; multiple mud pits have been dug for warriors to participate in some mud wrestling between arena battles.

    Servants that appear too fragile to handle mud wrestling have been conscripted into the oil bearer role. Their job is to slather the warriors in oil from head to toe, and otherwise prepare them for their matches in either the arena or in the pit. This includes styling their hair, tending to their wounds, and wiping the sweat off of their bodies if so desired.

    The locker rooms that connect Beak and Talon have been fully stocked with first aid kits and luxury bathing supplies. Warriors that have won their matches get first pick, leaving the dirty towels and shampoo that smells like ass for the losers to sift through. Those sneaky ghost hands are having a field day, snapping rat tails at unsuspecting bathers and locking naked warriors together in the supply closet. Guests lacking vigilance may find their bottoms unexpectedly pinched.
    MUSCLE CONTEST ► Who can appeal to the royals and Wildcards most? It’s a competition based on aesthetics! Strip down, oil up, and flex your muscles to earn a high score from the judges. Royals and Wildcards may issue a score between 1 to 10, with 10 being the highest.

    Wildcards and royals are welcome to join in the competition. For some reason, their scores always end up being 10 no matter how skinny or noodly they may be! The flattery and praise for their stunning looks and bodies is endless. No need to work out, my lord, my lady. You’re stunning as is! Truly no body is more perfect!

    Servants are not only allowed, but encouraged, to bribe royals and Wildcards into giving them a high score. While chips and gifts can certainly be offered, isn’t the most compelling argument some hands on experience? Staff will hint to competing warriors that offering sexual favors to the judges may help improve their scores. What better way to prove their physique is the most superior than to put it to work?

    ► Royals and Wildcards may purchase warriors for their exclusive entertainment if they so desire. Staff are eager to impress these nobles and make a pretty penny in the process. While this isn’t an official auction, these sneaky staff aren’t above making sure the elite and their requested warrior are left alone in a locked room. You grease my palms, I’ll make sure that sexy warrior greases yours.
    WRESTLING MATCHES ► Guests will find that a deep mud pit has been added to the front hub of Talon. Servants are stripped and oiled down before being thrown into the pit to wrestle for the entertainment of the nobles. While staff will take volunteers for wrestling matches, they will also grab whoever looks good, even if they’re just passing by! On-lookers place bets during the matches. The winner of the match will receive a small cut of the prize money.

    ► Wildcards and royals may enter as well. Servants are expected to throw their matches if they’re facing a noble… and if they don’t, they may be facing some unexpected consequences! All suits are sensitive to the hierarchy and will suddenly flare if a servant starts thrashing a noble.

    ► During a match-up of nobles, it is expected that the lower ranked noble will throw the match in favor of the higher ranked noble. While royal suits will not flare if this isn’t adhered to, discipline between royals isn’t unheard of!

    Some matches are held under “Special House Rules” — which means that the winner of the match gets to claim and fuck the loser. On-lookers will jeer and demand that the winner publicly fuck the loser where they can watch, but private rooms are available for the winner to claim their spoils of war without sharing.
    WAYWARD ARROWS ► An archery range with targets has been established for warriors to show off their shooting skills. Like the arena, there are benches and boxes for the audience to admire this graceful art — or to throw tomatoes from when a warrior misses the mark! Both servants and nobles are welcome to participate as archers.

    Servants have been conscripted to act as moving targets across the range. They are told to heckle the archers while avoiding their arrows, and only advised that the arrows won’t pierce their bodies if they get hit. It’s all fun and games. We can’t have all of our servants dying en masse!

    During this portion of the games, archers will be given an assortment of charmed arrows with chalk tips that elicit different effects:

  • RED ARROW: Chalk powder from red arrows will trigger an intense need for physical release by grinding, humping, or frotting.
  • BLUE ARROW: Chalk powder from blue arrows is pure aphrodisiac. Inhaling this powder will cause close spike to near-orgasm, one that the target will find that cannot be completed by their own hand.
  • GREEN ARROW: Chalk powder from green arrows will stir neediness. The hit target will suffer cravings to be sticky and hug, climb, and generally latch on to another person.
  • PURPLE ARROW: Chalk powder from purple arrows will cause a bad case of loose lips. This may manifest in a compulsion to loudly speak in pretentious purple prose, dirty talk, or say otherwise hilarious things for the amusement of the audience.

  • ► Effects from the arrows will wear off within the hour. Multiple hits from differently colored arrows can create fun new effects so feel free to get creative!




    INDULGENCE
    DESIRES FROM THE VOID
    The spirit of the festivities rouses something primal. With emotions heightened, the core of the Golden Peacock responds in kind. It drinks in the sweat of the warriors in the arena. Inhales the laughter of the royals using servants as furniture. Basks in the brilliant glow of fresh Wildcards. The portraits in the elevators are rowdier than usual and the chandeliers lining the hallways gleam with new vibrance. Energy is palpable.

    Things begin to move around the resort. The forgotten and the old exhale a dusty breath. Like the hunger that the Wildcards woke up with upon arrival, as its heart begins to beat quicker, there is a tension in the air of those things hungering to feed. To join in, and indulge. To get what they want.

    And they’re coming out.
    GALATEA ► Statues around the resort begin to stir. First it’s with a hazy blink, moving to the slow creak of their stiff mouths. Eventually they break off of their pedestals and out of their poses before clumsily making their way down the hallways, stone feet an emphasized thump with every step. They tremble, their cold stone bodies aching for warmth and human embrace.

    Statues around the resort have begun trying to kidnap guests for themselves. Once they’ve spotted a guest they want, they will stop at nothing to try and drag them back to their pedestal to spend forever locked in love’s embrace with them. They do not need food, drink, or rest.

    There are two ways to put a statue to rest. One is to engage the statue in battle and break off its head. Once the head is broken off, it will cease to have a spirit and crumble to dust. The second is to involve the statue in a physical act of intimacy — have a threesome with it! Or twosome, if someone is willing to watch. In the case of the second, statues will return to their pedestals satisfied upon completion.

    ► Statues that end up destroyed may drop a small lore hint. They will wheeze as their stone begins to disintegrate, their stone eyes dripping liquid gold tears. “I just wanted to feel alive again… I wanted to feel like you again… to be whole,” will slip past their marble lips before they crumble away.
    NARCISSUS ► Gaze into the water. Admire your pretty face, the curve of your lips, the squint of your eyes... wait, are you winking at yourself?! Over the next few weeks, water-based reflections will begin acting of their own free will. They have the ability to move within the scope of the water and speak, their voices muddled but understandable.

    ► These reflections are extremely flirtatious and charming. They smile and bat their lashes, pretending to be innocent while drawing the original owner in closer. How about a smooch? How about more than a smooch? Their whispered promises are sweet. Salacious. Loving. Anything to get closer to you. Leaning in too close to the water is dangerous — these reflections will reach out and try to drag unsuspecting guests in. Whether this is out of malice or affection is unclear, but how can they possibly make love to you unless you join them in the water?

    Once caught, it is challenging to escape from their phantom limbs in the water alone. Several long-standing guests need to be saved from The Nest’s decorative fountain because they keep coming close to drowning after trying to kiss their reflections. Unfortunately, not every location with water is as prepared to save unsuspecting would-be lovers. No body of water is safe — not even a cup of it!

    Reflections will become increasingly indignant if they're ignored. Their sweet words will take a sharp turn into insults similar to, "I'm the better looking one between us anyway!" They may also let slip some personal secrets like, "This is why Johnny will never love you back! You're so cold, ignoring even yourself!"

    Any mention of the fact that they'll end up drowning the character in question will earn a scoff and another small lore hint along the lines of, "Why are you being such a baby? Only the resort can really kill you anyhow. It's not like you'll die forever if I fuck you in here for a while!"
    PANDORA’S BOX ► A spider's web threads through the resort. Invisible, but audible to those that are willing to listen. One of the Punishment Rooms on the maintenance levels is unlocked. Without the padlock on the door to keep them silent, silvery whispers drift up from the basement. A brush of thought, a tickle of an idea that won't quite go away — come down… come down and see… what is inside… don't you want to know?

    ► Those that heed the call and explore the maintenance levels will find the unlocked Punishment Room. The closer one comes to this door, the stronger these voices grow. They will continue calling, eagerly encouraging whoever stops in front of the door to step inside.

    ► The inside of this Punishment Room is plain. White walls, a single card table, and two plastic chairs. A single lightbulb offers a dusty glow. There is nothing particularly interesting upon first glance. Slowly, the door behind will creak closed until it is closed, locking itself in the process. That small lightbulb will begin to dim until everything inside the room is plunged into darkness.

    This Punishment Room senses the worst memories and fears of one of the captives inside and forces them to experience them in real time. The manifestation of memories or fears inside this room are realistic, to the point that it's impossible to discern whether or not this takes place in reality or the mind. The Punishment Room will randomly select which prisoner to dig from if there is more than one, but all guests inside will experience the room's effects.

    ► The door cannot be unlocked from the inside. Someone must either open it from the outside or captives must wait until the punishment is over and the door unlocks itself. How long that takes is random, ranging from a few minutes to a few hours. That’s what you get for listening to disembodied voices!


    OOC NOTES

    INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS
    BLANKET CW: Alcohol; aphrodisiacs; battle; blood; bondage; compulsion; costumes; discipline; dominance; drowning; dubcon; fears; fighting; food; hierarchy; humiliation; indulgence; kidnapping; noncon; paranormal; power imbalance; roleplay; servitude; stalking; submission; supernatural; terror; violence; weapons

    ▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.

    ▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's August event. Changes to the above locations will ICly be present from August 15th - September 1st.

    ▶ 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 would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.

    ▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!

    ▶ 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!

    ▶ Wildcard tokens from the GILDED CAGE prompt may be redeemed even if the newbie(s) in question do not join the game, but only for the small item reward; the token does not carry over to Game 52.

    ▶ 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 to relax and enjoy the end of your summer! ♥
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    freckledarcher: (Default)

    Ashe Ubert | Fire Emblem Three Houses | New Character | OTA

    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-19 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
    [A. Arrival]

    [Ashe stirred awake and looked around the room. Wait, he wasn't in his room at the monastery anymore where was he? Why was he wearing this outfit? He sat up and ran a hand through his hair as he looked around. The last thing he remembered he had fell asleep in his room after he read a chapter of his book now he was in this room.

    He nearly jumped out of bed when he saw the body in bed with him. Well, he wasn't expecting that.
    ]

    Um, hello?

    [B. Gilded Cage]

    [Once Ashe left his room he walked around trying to figure out his surroundings. Everything felt so extravagant he wanted to ask someone what kind of place had so much all at once. Sure, he experienced it when he went back home, but he still felt out of place being surrounded by so many extravagant things. Something that he felt not when he walked into the banquet hall. Ashe walked around trying to find some clues about this new area when a staff member helped him over to a nearby throne despite Ashe's protests that he's not a king so he should not be sitting on a throne when those words fell on deaf ears.

    Ashe took a seat on the throne as he tried to accept such a spot. He looked at the spread in front of him when his stomach decided to remind him that he hadn't ate anything since he got there. He saw the servants out the corner of his eye and quickly gestured to the closest one to him.
    ]

    Hello, I can't finish all of this by myself. Please join me!

    [C. Wayward Arrows]

    [Ashe wouldn't be able to resist joining the other archers. It's something familiar in this new place that managed to calm him down after the excitement from the earlier spots. He picked the blue arrow since it reminded him of the lions back home and purple since it reminded him a dear friend too. When he hit the target he cheered and smiled.]

    Got you!

    [D. Wildcard]

    [Anything you had in mind let me know and we can work it out! If you have any questions let me know! You can hit me up on PM!]
    theidlemaiden: (pic#16006937)

    asHE 🥺 also arrival!

    [personal profile] theidlemaiden 2024-08-19 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
    [ If there was one thing that Hilda was known for, it was how notoriously difficult it was to rouse her out of bed. After a certain time she wasn't even asleep anymore, it was just pure indulgence on her part to stay wrapped up in her cozy cocoon regardless of how high in the sky the sun was.

    And the fact that this bed was far comfier than her own? Well. She wasn't going to ask questions. So deep in her half-asleep state, it doesn't occur to her immediately that the voice calling out to her is a familiar one. All that matters to her currently is that this bed is extremely comfy and if this is a dream she isn't going to wake up voluntarily any time soon.

    ...You're going to have to try harder than that, Ashe. The princess refuses to be awakened at the moment. ]
    freckledarcher: (blushy ashe)

    Hilda!!!

    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-19 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
    [ooc: I'm playing Ashe from the Blue Lions route! Hope that's okay!]

    [Ashe pulled the sheet back to reveal Hilda. He remembered Hilda. How could he forget the times he's seen her lift an axe as if it was nothing or the different stories that Caspar would tell him about her too. He knew she was Marianne's friend because she told him about her too. He just didn't expect to be in bed together like this!

    Would it be right to try to wake her up? Well, it wouldn't hurt to try.

    Ashe leaned over and gently placed his hand on her shoulder to shake.
    ]

    Hilda? Hilda? What do you want to eat for breakfast?
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    [personal profile] theidlemaiden 2024-08-20 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
    ( that totally works for me! 💕 )

    [ There's a soft whine of protest as the covers are drawn off of her robbing her of her warmth. Blindly her hand grasps for them in an attempt to pull them back up only to meet Ashe's hand first.

    Why was she suddenly dreaming about Ashe of all people? And not only that, why was he asking her about breakfast? Not that that was such a bad thing. It did sort of seem like the thing he'd do. ]


    Ashe, stop it I don't want to eat –

    [ The sleepy murmur is cut short as she rolls over to finally face him – although she's about as scantily clad as he is. Her eyes flutter as she wipes some of the sleep from her eyes but as soon as her vision focuses she lets out a yelp of surprise.

    ...and nearly scrambles right off the bed. ]
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-20 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ashe quickly turned around when he realized what Hilda had on. He hoped he wasn't too red as he tried to look over at her again before he turned back around. Well, now that Hilda was up what would he say? Wait a minute how did she end up in the same bed? Why were they in bed together? Should he get up? He didn't know how long the outfit, if he could call it that, would be. He rubbed the back of his neck before messing with the sheet under him.]

    Um, so, did you want to eat the food over at the table.

    [He didn't know what else to do!]
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    [personal profile] theidlemaiden 2024-08-20 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Realization dawns on her that she's exposed and she's quick to grab one of the large pillows and hug it to her chest. It's not long after though that she bursts out laughing.

    Because how else was she supposed to react to a question like that? ]


    We wake up in a strange bed together and that's the first thing you want to ask me?

    [ They hadn't been particularly close at the Academy - unless you wanted to count a traverse under Garreg Mach and the subsequent (faux) cries for help when it came to her unwanted chores close. But she had always remembered him being sweet and determined to do what was right. It was cute, really.

    A lot like how cute it looked when there was colour in his cheeks. She can't believe she had forgotten about how easily he'd blushed. ]


    Do you want to eat? Or are you just using that as a distraction from the fact that we're both practically naked?
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-21 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ashe gave Hilda a sheepish smile as he rubbed the back of his neck.] I don't know what to say! [He really didn't so he said the first thing that came to mind. While they weren't close at the Academy he did remember the ways she would try to get out of her chores. He had to admit some of those excuses made him laugh.

    Um a little bit of both? [He was hungry. He hadn't thought much about food since he got here. It would help him try to focus and not linger on the fact that they're both nearly naked or that Hilda is really pretty.]

    So, um, do you know where we are?

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    archers. bane of his existence. <3

    [personal profile] philancer 2024-08-19 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Sylvain hadn't actually been paying attention to who was doing the shooting - he was too busy dodging arrows speeding at him from a dozen different directions - with middling success, really.

    He'd cursed under his breath when he'd felt one impact with the back of one shoulder, sending up a puff of blue chalk dust around his face, making him sneeze. But then he freezes, certain he'd heard wrong. That voice almost sounded like...

    He whips around, eyes wide as he searches for the source and lands on a familiar figure with a bow in his hand. Maybe more familiar because he had a bow in his hand. Sylvain blinks again, almost certain he's seeing things, but no, the image doesn't so much as waver. It really is Ashe.

    He plucks up the blue-tipped arrow and waves it at him with a playful scowl that isn't at all convincing. And tries to ignore the curl of heat and the flush of awareness that spreads through him. He's gonna try to ignore that for the moment - he doesn't think Ashe needs to know about that just yet. ]


    I can't believe you actually shot me!
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    he still loves you <3

    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-19 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ashe's victory was short lived when he got a look at his target.]

    Sylvain! I'm so sorry! Can you leave the field? I didn't hit a vital, did I?

    [Probably not the best thing to shout while there are still a bunch of arrows flying around, but he never imagined that he would meet up with Sylvain in such a way.]
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    he feels all warm and fuzzy over that, in fact.

    [personal profile] philancer 2024-08-26 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Sylvain's been here long enough that he's seen a few familiar faces show up, although other than Felix, he'd not spotted any other Lions among them. It has his expression brightening, despite the fact that Ashe had just shot him. With an arrow that probably gonna start giving him a lot of regrets about playing this particular game within the next few minutes, but he's not thinking about that yet.

    His time here, however, had not diminished the occasional dash of dramatics he was prone to. He's fortunately on the side of the archery field - he'd almost made it all the way across and free before Ashe's arrow caught him. Which is why, after a quick glance around to gauge his danger level, he decides ehh, why not.

    And promptly flops down on his back in a dramatic sprawl. ]


    No. I think I'm dying.

    [ He's a lying liar who lies.

    But also that now he's down here, his body is starting to let him know that wasn't a regular arrow and he shudders as heat continues spreading through him. Oh. Shit. That's never a good sign. ]
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    ^^

    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-27 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
    [Normally Ashe can see through when Sylvain is messing with him, but with his senses already on high alert from being in a new place it doesn't register as fast that he's acting. Ashe tossed down his bow and made his way over to Sylvain.]

    Sylvain! I'm sorry! I just got excited when I saw the archery range I... [Ashe stopped when he doesn't see any blood.

    Ashe isn't sure if he should leave Sylvain, grab another arrow, or sigh at himself for falling for it. Well, it does make him forget where he is for a few moments.
    ]

    Sylvain I...I'm happy to see you too. Wait, you are okay, right?
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    [personal profile] philancer 2024-08-27 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
    [ He peeks an eye open to grin up at the archer, his amber eyes full of mischief. ]

    You're forgiven, I guess. This time. [ he adds a playful wink to lighten his words. Or to delay giving an answer to Ashe's question. Mostly because he's not sure of that answer yet?

    ...Probably best not to freak Ashe out, though. ]


    Yeah, I'm probably fine. You didn't even break the skin. [ Just coated it. In something making his skin heat and flush and start to itch. ] Are you okay? This place can be... a little much, when you first arrive.
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-28 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ashe couldn't help smiling back at him.] Thank you, I'm glad. You're such a forgiving person. [He was relieved to see him again. He didn't imagine he would run into him in this way, but since he got here things have been different in ways he can't explain.]

    I'm okay. I mean this place is a lot, but I'll be alright. [There were a lot of things he needed to learn about this place that he didn't know where to begin. He'll focus on one thing at a time like these arrows that didn't hurt, but had these colors on it.]

    I'm just surprised at how many extravagant things there are here.

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    gilded cage

    [personal profile] eaudevamp 2024-08-19 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Despite being born an aristocrat, an heir in his own right in high society, those all means nothing in the Golden Peacock. Especially when Reign finds himself being made to serve the Wildcards and Royals. Not that he minds too much, having served others before in different capacities.

    So here he is, getting ready to be of service to a new incoming Wildcard, though this young man seems at a lost while surrounded by all the lavishness. Thus when he's called upon with that simple gesture, Reign approaches quickly, one hand behind his back as he bows slightly at the waist. The request, however, draws a mildly conflicted look out of him, his smile sheepish. ]


    I wish I could, and I don't intend to disobey but... [ "I can't eat normal food," is what he wants to say, but the man looks so earnest that Reign doesn't want to deny his request. ] Very well. Hold on a moment.

    [ Straightening back up, he pulls something out of the pocket of his tunic — a lily-shaped hairpin — and clips it to the ribbon tied around his ponytail. ] All right, what would you like to have a taste first, milord?
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-20 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ashe looked around the spread as he tried to think about what he wanted to try. There were so many choices he didn't know what to choose! Ashe sat back as he took a slow breath to calm down. He looked back at the spread again and pointed towards the steak and potatoes.]

    I'd like to try the steak and potatoes please.

    [Though that was the most extravagant presentation of the dish he's ever seen. He would have to get used to being called milord too.]

    Or is there a dish you'd suggest?
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    [personal profile] eaudevamp 2024-08-20 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Reign waits patiently for the Wildcard to make his decision. It seems the man isn't used to such extravagance, with amount of food and drinks spread out in such a manner. Though he himself is no stranger to parties and feasts, it's quite different than the ones back home. Less of a feast and more of a gathering of high society. ]

    Mn, I'm not familiar with— [ Nor have tried. ] —many of the dishes here. But I heard the glazed roast pork is rather delicious and quite highly recommended. I myself prefer something light and sweet, but desserts will have to come later, milord.

    [ Mostly because human food and drinks isn't part of his usual diet. At least he has something that allows him to partake in meals. Reign thinks it would be quite lonesome if the Wildcard has to eat on his own. ]
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-20 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
    The glazed roast pork does look good. I think I'll try that one! [It helped his indecisiveness at the moment. He reached for the fork and placed one piece of it on his plate before he reached for the plate of potatoes. He knew his siblings weren't here with him, but he's so used to not taking that many pieces that he did it without realizing. He sheepishly reached for another one before he reached for the nearest plate of vegetables.]

    Yes, that's right. If this is the meal I wonder what the desserts will look like.

    [Ashe noticed that he wasn't eating, but he didn't press it yet.] Oh, is it alright for you to give your name? My name is Ashe. It's nice to meet you.
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    [personal profile] eaudevamp 2024-08-20 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Reign watches with some amusement as the man fills his plate with all sorts of food, gathering that person the other must have been quite hungry. Or eager to have a taste of something rarely eaten. The Wildcard's enthusiasm in infectious, and Reign can't help but chuckles softly. ] I can assure you that the desserts are just as delicious. A feast for the eyes. Sweet or tart, any flavour you can imagine.

    [ At the request and a name given, he smiles widely, eyes bright. ] It's an honour to be in your presence, Ashe. I'm Reign Fear, though you may call me Reign.

    [ While he wouldn't have mind joining in the feast, meat dishes are something he somewhat avoids. Especially red meat. Reminds him too much of human flesh. He'll likely munch on some fruits or desserts later. ] Please, enjoy your meal. Would you like something to drink? Alcoholic or no?
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-21 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
    Any flavor I can imagine? I'm looking forward to seeing that! I'm a big fan of cooking that I'm always looking for something new to try. [He couldn't wait to try the sweets. He hoped he had enough room to do it.]

    Okay Reign, thanks for the help! [Ashe returned the smile while he started to eat. Everything tasted so good he didn't think he would be able to recreate the flavor no matter how hard he tried. Then again it's not like he had to cook for anyone right now, so he did his best to enjoy it.] Hmm, something non alcoholic please. So, do these feasts happen all the time or during special occasions?

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    C.

    [personal profile] armwriostle 2024-08-22 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
    [Isn't it a little unfair for actual archers be allowed to participate???

    Not that Wriothesley knows the man is an archer, but they have damn, wicked aim apparently. The arrow hits him in the shoulder, causing the blue chalk to explode in a puff of wispy residue. It's impossible not to inhale it with how close of a hit to his face it was.

    He knew there was something up with the arrows, but the spike or arousal is so strong, he finds his legs giving out as he topples forward. His knees hit the ground, but he can barely register the ache over the sudden ache in his pants.
    ]

    N-Nice shot. [He isn't even sure if the other managed to hear that.]
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-23 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
    [Definitely a disadvantage, but he couldn't pass it up!

    Ashe's excitement quickly disappeared when he saw the man's knees hit the ground. He hoped he didn't wound him or anything serious! He even made sure not to hit a vital area. Did he end up hitting a vulnerable spot by mistake?

    Ashe lowered the bow and ran over to the man's side.
    ]

    Um, thanks. You're not hurt are you? I'm sorry if you are I thought I made sure not to hit anything that could cause serious damage.
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    [personal profile] armwriostle 2024-08-23 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
    [He wasn't mad in the first place, but even if he were, Ashe is obviously quite too sweet to be mad at. Guy has a wicked shot though.

    He laughs something strained and he holds a hand out as though to stop them and keep distance between the two of them. Wriothesley shuts his eyes and sucks in a breath. Archons, what was in that chalk. He feels like he's somewhat lightheaded with how quickly his body got aroused.
    ] I'm- I'm not hurt...just...

    [A shuddering exhale as he groans.] Sorry, the chalk was laced. I need a second. [Oh, he needs more than that, but he isn't going to force that onto the kind stranger. Even if Ashe did shoot him.]
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-23 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ashe stopped when he held his hand out, though he still was worried. He was used to running out on the battlefield to check on others that he fought hard to go over to check on him. He saw the blue chalk, noticed how the guy in front of him reacted, and did his best to piece things together.]

    The chalk? [Ashe repeated to himself. What was in that chalk? He couldn't help stepping closer to him just a little closer so he could see how the other man was doing.]

    That's okay. You can take your time I'm not going anywhere. [He wanted to make sure he was okay before he did.]
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    [personal profile] armwriostle 2024-08-27 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
    [Wriothesley was flushed and sweating and he could feel the ache of wanting release. It was driving him nuts how much he wanted to touch himself. No, for the touch of another. This damned place...

    He can't help but laugh, the sound devolving into a groan as he drops his head, letting it rest against the grassy floor. It offers a bit of comfort to his warm skin, but it doesn't give him the release his body practically needs right now.

    There's a slight tilt of his head as he looks at the other.
    ] It's an aphrodisiac. Don't inhale any of it. [Even if he's somewhat used to this place pulling this kind of crap, it doesn't fail to catch him by slight unawares with how strong they sometimes are.]

    Sorry, you might not actually want to stick around. [As if he's in any real state to push them away as he drops his hands to dig nails into the dirt. He's trying to get ahold of himself long enough to at least find somewhere a little less public to deal with this.]
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    [personal profile] freckledarcher 2024-08-28 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
    [An aphrodisiac? What kind of place was this? He probably inhaled it by mistake, though he wasn't worried about him he was worried about the man in front of him. He started to feel bad when he realized that if he didn't shoot the arrow it wouldn't have hit him, but he stopped his thoughts before they spiraled out of control. It wasn't about him. He knew that thinking about what could have happened wasn't going to help anyone, so he had to try to focus on what was going on in front of him.

    He looked like he was in pain, but Ashe knew he needed to get him out here as quickly as possible. Ashe looked around to see if there was anyone else around before he offered his hand.
    ]

    It's alright, let me help you. It's the least I can do since I hit you with the arrow.

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