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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! ♥
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On impulse, while Baptiste catches his breath, Alan leans down and presses a kiss to his hairline. A benediction, of sorts. Straightening, he looks around for something he can offer to help clean up, and settles for grabbing a napkin off the table with the wine. It's no monogrammed handkerchief, but it'll do. ]
Very nice. [ He holds the cloth out, smiling. ] Thank you for that.
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Instead, its met with a warm smile and the acceptance of a part well-played.
While the offered linen isn't a monogrammed handkerchief in the slightest, it stirs an amused twinkle in Baptiste's eyes. A glimmer that begins to cut through a bleary gaze. His head is leaden as he slowly pulls it away from the hand that had been a life line. Moments before. His body basks in its languid afterglow, and Baptiste finds there are no strings attached. No simmering powerplays beneath the surface. No gnawing influence. Not even a spare, roguish urge to press his luck.
It's a stillness that brings out a bewildered laugh. Baptiste is not a man to know 'still' and yet he sits before this relative stranger in just that.
He reaches out to take the offered napkin. His fingers brush the other's in the gesture before he sets to wiping up.]
I should be thanking you, sir. [The title itself is nearly sung in its newly won irreverence.] I do love to put on a show.
[He may as well have said, "I do love a chance to show-off." Regardless, the point stands. All while a satisfied smile plays at his features.]
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[ He starts to rearrange himself, as well, smoothing down his robe and pushing a hand through his own hair. (This doesn't help his curls at all.) ]
... I feel better, [ he says after a moment, surprised. He hadn't even realized he'd felt bad, before. But like the sun finally going down on a hot day, the cessation of discomfort brings the discomfort into focus.
A breath later, he realizes that that's a pretty silly thing to say to a man on his knees in front of you, and he looks sheepish. There's always this moment, isn't there, when everyone's cleaning up and there's nothing left to be done. What should he say? It's been a long time since he had an anonymous encounter like this -- and this is nothing like a fuck in a darkened park corner or cramped back room. He knew the script for that. No names exchanged, no niceties, just a carefully timed exit to make sure no one saw the two of you together and caught on to the crime you'd just committed. ]
Don't call me sir, for God's sake. I'll never know who you're talking to.
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Baptiste shifts to stand, his legs leaden from prolonged kneeling. He smooths out the draped folds of white cloth before his delighted gaze falls upon the other man. Standing now, he'd nearly forgotten the height he'd had on this fellow. It's a realization as charming as the stray curls that refuse direction from Alan's guidance.]
So then what should I call you? As cute as that would be, I'd hate to slip your notice.
[Darkened park corners or cramped back rooms are not unheard of for Baptiste. He'd met his fair share of nameless lovers on his travels, after all - sewing his wild oats with the abandon of a man privileged to know he could talk his way out of the law. Through the promise of familial money or trade - he would happily evoke the same family name he often spat.
Regardless.
If the resort keeps this one, Baptiste operates under a clear assumption that they're bound to cross paths again.]
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He has to take a moment to decide what to say, in any case. Names have always been potential vulnerabilities. There's the name his mother gave him, too Italian for Londoners to respect. There's the name his articles are published under, unsafe to link to his sexual activities. There's "the Roman" -- but it feels discourteous to fob this fellow off with something so obviously fake.
(And it would be too close to "Cesare," anyway.)
The truth will probably out, he decides. There will be other lies to tell if he's stuck here, he's sure, and it's easier to keep track of them if he keeps the number low. ]
Ross. Alan Ross. [ He pauses, and then offers a handshake, with a rueful smile. ] And who am I going to be getting out of trouble next time?
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But the name that follows doesn't sound too much like a fake name to him, so he reaches to grasp the other's hand. A bright warmth comes naturally to his features with the gesture - his other hand reaching to clap at the man's shoulder.
For Baptiste, it's always just a step closer in physicality. A natural state. His hand brushes over the other's shoulder while the other returns a firm shake.]
Baptiste LaFontaine, my dear. [The drawl on his vowels is more noticeable on his name than any of his English. As if the name itself were some sort of song carried on by the traces of Québécois. The hand to Alan's shoulder slides away just as he releases the man's hand.]
I'm sure it is inevitable, so perhaps I should start making up for it now by showing you to the baths? It might just get you out of 'god duty' for a little bit.
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He finds himself chuckling. ]
I'd appreciate that, Mr. LaFontaine.
[ It won't get him out of "god duty," in the end. The feeding frenzy over the Wildcards will bring around someone actually anxious to curry favor; Alan will be whisked away to be pampered, and Baptiste will be shooed away to do ... whatever it is a Two is supposed to be doing. Alan will get the worship he needs to feel sated, even if he doesn't feel satisfied.
And they'll meet again. Unfortunately. ]