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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




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.
GILDED CAGE
AN ENDLESS FEAST




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.

PHOENIX CASINO
ALEA IACTA EST




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.
BEAK
ENTERTAIN YOUR BETTERS




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.
TALON
SHOW OF STRENGTH




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.

INDULGENCE
DESIRES FROM THE VOID




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.
OOC NOTES
▶ 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! ♥
▶ 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! ♥
maybe if he asked nicely (no)
the words should be assuaging, but makoto doesn’t lower his guard. he remains coiled like a spring in one far corner of the enormous bed, all potential energy ready to snap toward either fight or flight, depending on just how the next few seconds of this interaction went.
now, not only does makoto take offense that someone else would threaten to eat him (as he prefers to be in the position of the devourer, thank-you-very-much), but he also paradoxically seems offended at the insinuation that even if he were to take him as a meal, he wouldn’t even make a very good one. excuse him! he wants to be both tantalizingly desirable and unattainable! (he is also insane.) the young demon makes a further sound of indignation as obikawa reaches out to illustrate this; an average-sized person wouldn’t have too much trouble fully capturing the circumference of his forearm between their thumb and forefinger. he blushes fiercely, a faint pink which warms beneath pale skin like a pot made of porcelain left on a hot stove.
he sharply wrenches his arm out of the stranger’s grasp, but he does, at least, do as he asks and doesn’t try to hit him. it’s for both of their benefit—something which would likely hurt the both of them and only further embarrass makoto. he could never have been accused of being much of a fighter. )
I’m not all bones, ( he argues fiercely, though the twink-ass figure beneath his own robes doesn’t really do much to help his point, here. ) But I guess there’s no accounting for taste. Is this a typical greeting for you?
( if so… actually, he’ll likely have plenty more to ask him about that— )
🥺
You probably taste like shit. [ His expression is solemn and disinterested, pulling his hand away. ] Hm, no... but for some reason I'm so hungry. [ Spoken casually, as if he didn't just state with his full chest that he thinks Makoto would taste like shit. ] It's making my brain shrink, it's becoming pea-sized... I just wanna eaaaaaaat somethinnnnnnnng even if it's a tiny guyyyyyyy.
[ With the sheets still in hand he throws them on top of Makoto, his tone a mellowed out song. Crossing his arms he takes in his surroundings, the scent, and even the noise that comes from the waves meeting the mountainous terrain that surrounds them. He focuses to find someone familiar, even giving the stench of Waka a shot before he scrunches up his nose in dismay -- there's nothing here that will even provide a hint of something from his world.
Anxiety isn't common for a God, but it's not such a foreign sensation that he is unable to explain the sensation that stirs in his chest. Unsettled, Obikawa's first assumption is that this has something to do with another God... but who, why, and how they managed to bypass through the heavily guarded Institution without a hint of their presence is both impressive and frightening. But he can't think of any God as creative as Vollof, so...
His stomach growls, testing his patience. ] But Tokinaga will probably get in a lot of trouble -- get me some pancakes or something.
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also a prideful little monster, which is funny considering the fact that he’s done basically nothing to earn it. an offended sound catches in the back of his throat, heightening his disdain. but there’s not really much more to be said on the matter; it’s not like he can help if someone else doesn’t know what makes another a good meal (makoto refuses to accept the reality that this is, as with many things, subjective). )
Are you sure it didn’t start out that size? ( yes, he’s still pissy about being called gross-tasting. but he does also think—it’s not normal for him to be this hungry? he can’t recall ever having been that ravenous in the resort (even if you didn’t have many chips, there were still places to find cheap enough food). had he gone too long without a meal before being brought here?
no time to ask, because all of the very luxurious sheets get thrown over makoto’s head; the young demon is cursing and thrashing beneath, a multi-limbed struggle which lasts for several seconds before he manages to extricate himself from them. he goes ahead and kicks all of the sheets off the bed so they can’t be used against him again. )
And where would I get something like that for you? ( even if they are in a king suite, this configuration is far too… austere. he can’t see anything that might resemble a kitchen. though—after a moment’s consideration, makoto slides out of bed and walks over to a low table before what looks like some sort of altar. it looks like it’s covered in offerings of some kind? fortunately/unfortunately for obikawa, some of those offerings are of fruit. makoto scoops up an apple before turning over his shoulder and roughly throwing it in obikawa’s direction.
he is not athletic. if he’s lucky, it will just land on the bed near him. if he’s not… well, who knows. but he does call over, ) Here. Will this tide you over until we can figure out what’s going on?
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[ His smile never reaches his eyes, especially when Makoto gives him his back; striking a chord of interest, eyes gazing across the length of his shoulders with careful examination. When he stares down the middle of the nape of his neck Obikawa can feel his lips peel apart, tongue swiping across teeth. Swallowing someone whole is so simple — he’s done it numerous times, especially unceremoniously towards humans — and right now Makoto has no idea of who he is. What he is.
It would be so easy, and he wouldn’t care at all.
And it’s that hunger that distracts him from the apple being tossed towards him. And maybe he is lucky, because the apple strikes Obikawa’s pelvis with a solid thunk. ] You hit my dick!
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( obviously! though, really, it had been enough of a semantic riposte that makoto decides to leave it be, as it’s not really worth continuing to delve down into the relative sizes of their brains to peas.
you’d think, after everything makoto had been through, that he would be more cautious about turning his back to a stranger. J would likely say that, if obikawa had decided to act upon this momentary lapse of wariness and lunge forward to swallow him whole in an instant, it would have been something makoto deserved because his carelessness invited it to happen. it would have just been another harsh lesson to learn, another injury inflicted upon his soul until all that was left was scar tissue, unfeeling and resolute. and, really, wasn’t it an apt sort of lesson for a dire little creature like him, to end up devoured by something bigger and badder than himself that he had though to scorn just because of some momentary friction upon their first interaction?
maybe so. either way, it doesn’t come to pass, perhaps because makoto’s aim, rather than being egregiously bad, ended up being… rather good? or, well, depending on what one decided to define as “good”…
the thunk is so clearly audible, even without knowing exactly where it hit, that makoto flinches. he feels even worse when given the strident clarification, though he goes on the defensive instinctually. ) Well, I wasn’t aiming for it, so—I’m sorry?
( well. half-defensive. )
So, what, are you not interested in it, then? What about… an orange, or grapes, or a pear…?
( he ends up putting a bunch of them on a large, ornate golden plate and carrying it over to the bed, thinking to hedge his bets. he sets it down, taking one of the grapes for himself. he pops it into his mouth and eats it. ) Doesn’t seem like there’s anything wrong with them.