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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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[He's seated rather comfortably on that tentacle somehow, despite the toga probably doing a pretty bad job at covering him now that he's wet and lifted in the air. Drafty and all, but at least his only audience was Kleken.
Which, to be honest, has him questioning if that was the best line of thought when he sees the tentacle pass what used to be water-Rinne to Kleken in a glass. Hmm...]
Ya plan on drinkin' that? Ya might just see yerself in it.
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[ More and more, the tentacles seem to favor Rinne, switching themselves from what Kleken had in mind for them to something that would treat Rinne just a bit nicer. A subconscious reaction from the man, no doubt, but Kleken's consciousness doesn't seem to mind it. At least, not enough to correct the tentacles. So long as Rinne's not going anywhere, whether he's dangled or seated neatly are more or less the same thing. ]
[ The glass in his hand is swirled once, contemplatively. ]
I have wondered what you might taste like.
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[He leers, eyeing the drink for a moment. Honestly, considering the number of people who probably lurk in these waters from time to time, he isn't completely certain that was a wise idea.
... Eh, it was Kleken's loss.]
That thing looks like it lacks flavor.
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[ He doesn't dump the glass, nor does he down it... yet. Instead, he brings Rinne down and closer since the man is settled so comfily anyway, taking a seat on some more tentacles across from him and eyeing Rinne like he's the real tall glass of water here- ]
Are you saying you're much more flavorful in comparison?
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[Get it? Because it's water-- never mind, that look has Rinne laughing a little, lifting a leg up so that his toga can slide down and reveal more skin.]
Ya know, I'm doin' my best not to tell ya what to do coz of our ranks.
[Since Kleken might not to able to resist and the thing is, Rinne likes taming him in this manner-- where they're mostly equal, because Kleken does normally have the upper hand if one considers their different in abilities.]
So I'm just suggestin' that a man's gotta have to do their own experiment to test how true a claim is.
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[ Rinne being mindful of the rank difference is a consideration that Kleken isn't giving nearly as much appreciation to as he should, but with those suggestive words, it may as well have been a direct command given the gleam that hits Kleken's eyes as he makes a small motion. With just a curl of his fingers, Rinne will find his 'seat' elevating once more, putting his knees at about chest-high for Kleken. ]
My, that's quite the clever idea. Though I hope you won't be expecting me to call you master or anything of the like anytime soon.
[ With his hands moving to rest on Rinne's knees, it's clear that his mouth will shortly be otherwise occupied. ]
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He usually doesn't like being in such a vulnerable position, but he supposed there is some comfort in their difference in rank being an advantage this time if he ever needed that trump card. It meant it's easy for him to grin and reach out, finger sliding over the back of Kleken's hand, lightly wrapping around his wrist to encourage him to slide his hand a little higher.]
Nah, I ain't into that. 'Sides, ain'tcha the one with the advantage right now?
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[ That or expect it to go in a weird, horny, or weirdly horny direction when Kleken's involved. That is also valid. ]
Am I? I believe they're becoming just as likely to listen to you as they are to me at this point.
[ Given his tentacles are currently in the process of curling over themselves to make Rinne a proper seat, armrests and all, perhaps it's not too much of an exaggeration. The only real exaggeration would be insisting that it's not Kleken's subconscious that was doing all this for Rinne. ]
[ The encouragement is easily taken, his hands sliding up over his thighs, letting his thumb run along the inner length of those lovely thighs then back down, leaving lines traced by his fingers against the dampened material as he does so. ]
It's quite unfair.
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[He says cheerfully, and while he did have those ideas, he still spreads his legs for him, lifting the edge of that toga higher, and tugging the material at his chest lower.]
Maybe I should reward 'em for bein' so obedient? What do you think they'd like?
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[ When Rinne spreads his legs on his own, a few tentacles are quick to move, curling around his thighs and leaving their ends free to trace wet lines over smooth inner thighs. It's not quite a restraint, Rinne will find that he can quite easily move his legs with little effort, but their immediate desire to involve themselves is just maybe growing clearer and clearer. ]
A mirroring affection, perhaps?
[ He leans in, blowing a cool breath over the damp fabric over Rinne's crotch while several tentacles rise up around them both, leaning in eagerly. ]
[ Waiting. ]
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[He teases, offering a hand to one of the thinner tentacles as he cups Kleken's cheek with his other hand, chuckling at that. He, of course, didn't mean that literally, but he supposed he could entertain them too like this.]
Well, I suppose the least I can do is ah... Show how thankful I am for savin' my life. It's just right.
[Wouldn't be the first time he blows Kleken's thick, hot rod, even if it's a little more wiggly than he's used to.]
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[ He, for one, fully endorses blowjobs from Rinne, a silent thought conveyed only through the kiss he presses against Rinne's hand. Though the relationship of touch between himself and his tentacles is a complicated one, he does have to admit that the thought is stuck in his head now. He'd like to see it. To feel it in a way that's quite different from their previous time together. ]
[ So while Kleken is using his hands to draw out Rinne's cock from its clothing, his tentacles have engaged in a mini-slap fight to slide themselves into Rinne's offered hand. The winner settles out eventually, one no thicker than a pair of fingers dropping itself eagerly into the redhead's hand. ]
Your generosity is quite appreciated.
[ What tentacles could not win a place in Rinne's mouth quickly move down to hover in wait near his cock. ]
... And soon to be duly rewarded as well.
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[He laughs, even as he tries not to give away just how much he was anticipating those touches. He still recalls the last time those tentacles assisted, and this time, their roles were reversed.
He isn't quite sure if he should be treating the tentacle in his hand like a pet-- it certainly acted like one-- but the idea of petting it before he blows it was admittedly a bit strange for him.
So instead, he kisses the pointed tip teasingly, parting his lips so he can drag his tongue on the back of it, then waiting for the tentacle to push itself in.]
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[ It might be rather unlike Kleken to postpone such a treat, especially one designated for himself, but he has a certain Focus of Interest right now and it's Rinne himself. To have the man squirming from his own hands (and mouth) rather than just his tentacles is a sudden personal challenge he's decided to undertake. ]
[ Of course Kleken would be the type of man to be jealous of his own tentacles. ]
[ So it's a battle, between the tentacle pressing itself into Rinne's mouth at the invitation, curling over itself to fill more and more of the wet heat, and Kleken's tongue over the head of his cock, lavishing it with cool lips and tongue alike. It's only the head that he touches, pointedly keeping his hands resting against Rinne's thighs and busied with a gentle massaging over the muscles there. An introduction, as it were. ]
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It was hard to see what Kleken was doing like this though, with the tentacle in his line of sight, so he can't predict what he'd do next like this. It was both a little worrying and exciting, and in this position all he can really do was lightly twist his fingers into his locks, gently urging Kleken to continue, while he reaches out to the tentacle in front of him and strokes the smooth side, equally encouraging.
It was the downside of having his mouth occupied, not being able to boss them around a little, but hopefully they can interpret his gestures just fine.]
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[ Well, technically it was because he didn't need to speak to truly communicate with his tentacles, sharing a network of brains as they did. But that's just a technicality and the important part was that Kleken could read minute gestures quite well if he tried and for Rinne, he would. ]
[ Not that the light tug on his hair was terribly hard to read. ]
[ He takes the initial jerk of Rinne's hips with ease, letting his cock dip further between parted lips before slipping back out and smiling around him at the movement. His tongue comes back into play, mimicking the movement of Rinne's own tongue on his tentacle for a moment as he swirls his tongue along the underside. It's not an exact copy, but it's close enough that he's sure a clever mind like Rinne's will soon catch on to his intentions. ]
[ They may not be able to see what the other is doing, but Kleken can certainly make it so that the sensations get reflected, even in their position. ]
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He loops a leg around Kleken's back, tugging him closer until he can push deeper down his throat on instinct, licking the outer curve of suctions and the smooth length that fills his mouth, before sucking down greedily, trying to make sure that the sensation would make its way back to Kleken. Make him feel as hot and bothered as he is.]
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[ And really Rinne is a force of his own to be reckoned with. Especially for a man who tries just as hard as he does to keep control of the situation. ]
[ It's absolutely cheeky behavior to pull Kleken down further on his cock, making the conman's eyes flicker up for a moment. There's a temptation to pull that tentacle out of the way so Rinne can see the look that he gives him for that little stunt, lack of gag reflex or not. But there's an equal desire to not interrupt his efforts on the tentacle itself, those greedy sucks sending small shivers all the way through to Kleken. He has to admit they feel damn good and the way the tentacle twitches in Rinne's mouth is much more of a giveaway of the effect it's having on him than he'd like for it to be. ]
[ Kleken isn't going down without a fight. In more ways than one. ]
[ He takes down every inch of Rinne into his throat, humming low and deep in his chest in the most annoying of contemplative ways that's sure to send an annoyingly good vibration along the length of it. And of course, he continues to full bobs of his head, taking Rinne to his limit with each rock. ]
[ Two could play this very dangerous for their sanity game- ]
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He jerks his hips, and it doesn't take long before he lets himself relax and enjoy it for what it is, petting the body of the tentacle and tracing his fingers over the back of them, his own licks and sucks sloppy as he chases the sensation of Kleken's mouth with each push of his hips. Not being able to see, but still feeling the way he takes him, makes it hard for Rinne to focus on anything but the strange yet pleasurable sensations.
It doesn't take long before his cock twitches, and he lets out a muffled groan, trying to give Kleken a warning that he was close.]
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[ The warning is noted. And promptly ignored. ]
[ Rather than pulling off, Kleken begins setting his own pace, rather than copying the movements Rinne lavishes his tentacle with. After all, why lack a gag reflex and not take full advantage of it when you have a charmingly cheeky sailor in your mouth? His eyes flutter shut now, focused on full bobs of his head that take the man all the way in to the hilt then back, over and over while running his tongue along the underside. ]
[ He may not be terribly gifted at giving blowjobs, but he's certainly not above a little cheating, letting a tentacle slip up and hinto his mouth to tease along the sides of Rinne's mouth as he works. ]