TDM 06

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

On behalf of the house and resort, we would like to advise all Game 52 players to exercise caution around the Golden Peacock for the next few weeks. The veil between 'what is' and 'what has been' grows thin and the threads of fate have tangled in unexpected ways. We are currently observing how these two phenomena behave when they occur simultaneously and act in concert.

We advise that all guests monitor their physical states until the veil thickens once again and the threads of fate return to running parallel. If you find yourself undergoing any strange transformations, please report to the Broken Wing clinic for observation. We will do our utmost to make sure you are comfortable during this time.

You may also notice other strange phenomena around the Golden Peacock while the veil is thin. Please continue to exercise caution. New wayward spirits have joined us during this time. While spirits are crossing, it is possible for guests to get swept along into the ghostly realm.

As always, please let us know if there is anything we can do to improve your stay. 】

HEADS

BASEMENT SUITES

SQUEEZING IN

► Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to the rooms that have the most overall vacancies — the basement suites. Despite their small size and narrow twin beds, characters are stuffed up to three in a room. Don’t worry, that’s why the staff have thoughtfully removed the doors of every new arrival's room. It's easier to stuff inside that way, isn't it? More space for everyone!

► Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are warm autumnal plaids made of thick flannel to help keep warm through the supernatural chill. Some of these robes are more elaborate than others, with seasonal patterns like apples or pumpkins.

► Existing characters currently living in a basement suite may find one or two new arrivals taking up residence in their room. The staff appreciate your understanding and willingness to share during this influx of new guests and spike of supernatural activity! There's safety in numbers. It's to everyone's benefit, really.

ICY HALLWAYS

► The normally dirty and forgotten hallways of the basement suites are in even worse shape than usual. Yellow stains ripple down the walls, the floor is coated in dust, and there are suspicious globs of something in the corners. Their standard chilly temperature has taken a sharp plunge to freezing. Guests without any resistance to cold will find it challenging to walk around the hallways without bundling up. For those that don't have the proper clothing, the staff suggest sharing some body heat and fucking to make do. They probably shouldn't have removed all those room doors, huh...

► Don't even talk about going out and about without shoes! Stepping in one of those gloopy puddles may unexpectedly trigger a fever or other similar illness. As time passes and the supernatural grows stronger, these goopy masses will crawl the walls and drip from the ceiling. As they grow stronger, so will the physical reaction to touching them. Guests may experience any of the CLUBS effects when the sludge is especially potent.

► When walking in any of the basement suite hallways, characters may hear the ghostly whispers from the maintenance levels. They are stronger than usual and can be heard on even the rank 3 and rank 4 floors. What's more, these whispers, if directed at a particular guest, can be heard by everyone in the vicinity. Whispers may provoke, accuse, and guilt characters by targeting their insecurities or regrets. These whispers will slowly turn to screams the closer the date creeps toward October 31st.

COMMUNAL BATHROOM GHOULS

► The ghouls in particular start becoming audacious as supernatural influence strengthens. A pesky group of water ghouls have marked the basement communal bathroom as their territory. Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or aren't paying attention to their surroundings may find themselves cornered by water ghouls in the showers. The ghouls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair for shits and giggles. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards and 2s.

► Some especially raunchy water ghouls have taken to haunting the toilets, showers, and baths. The toilet ghouls have especially long tongues, which they stick out to get a lick of some unsuspecting ass. The bath ghouls, the most attractive of the lot, pretend to be guests and try to lure new arrivals and low ranks into a clandestine affair. The shower ghouls hide and outstretch their arms to shamelessly grab and squeeze whatever their grubby claws can touch.

► Despite the bravado, these water ghouls are not very strong and can be easily dealt with. They will run if someone overpowers them. They will flinch and hide if someone screams too loudly. And, most importantly, they're absolutely terrified of dry towels. They're supposed to be wet, damn it! Don't threaten them with being dry. Aiming a hair dryer at them is enough to get them curled on the ground in agony.

TAILS

BROKEN WING CLINIC

THE MORGUE

► Did we mention that we had some overbooking? Some unfortunate new arrivals won't be waking up in the basement suites with their peers. These guests, with a stroke of bad luck, will find themselves waking up in the morgue of the Broken Wing clinic. The morgue has never seen a real dead body before — so when waking up on morgue tray sliders, they thankfully won't be assaulted by any rancid smells.

► New arrivals waking up in the morgue will be covered with a white sheet. They will also be dressed in a standard white hospital gown, each of their big toes tagged with a cause of death. These causes of death, however, all seem to be a bit unusual. They range from 【 DIED AFTER SIX CONSECUTIVE ORGASMS, ABSOLUTE KING 】 to 【 DIED OF LITERAL EMBARRASSMENT, WHAT A DORK 】... it's not like the doctor expected you to see them!

► Some especially unlucky guests will find that the door to their tray slider is locked. The keys to all of the tray sliders, as well as several mortuary tools, are available around the room for those that are kind enough to lend these poor souls a helping hand! It's just a matter of finding them. The desk and tool areas of the morgue are shockingly messy, as if the doctors and nurses left in a rush. Wonder why that is?

ABANDONED CLINIC

► Exploration of the clinic will yield some interesting results. Despite reception advising that those affected by the veil thinning should report to the clinic for observation, Broken Wing is completely void of any medical staff. The hallways are in ruin. Cabinets with medical files are empty. The beds have no patients. Even the air is musty. Broken Wing appears to have been abandoned for a long time.

► A small stroke of good luck — even if the doctors are gone, medical and general supplies can still be found scattered throughout the clinic. Guests can utilize staff clothing if they don't want to run around in those open-back hospital gowns. Over the counter medicines and bandages are available. Guests that may have had their eye on the harder prescription stuff can take this opportunity to scrounge through the clinic's pharmacy, now that there is no pharmacist to guard the goods.

► As exciting as a clinic free for all is, guests should be careful...

WALKING UNDEAD

Loud noises echo from the clinic's basement. Thud, thud, thud — heavy footsteps resound through the otherwise eerie silence. Muffled voices come in strange breaks, as if the speakers are having difficulty moving their mouths. Slowly, from around the corners and up the stairs, a group of long-standing guests drag their bodies awkwardly toward the sounds and warmth of any "living" guests in the clinic. Blue lips gape. Their skin is waxy and strange. They stare with red and yellow eyes. Then, slowly, they begin to drag their bodies forward...

► Zombified long-standing guests have been lurking in the clinic. These zombies are hungry for flesh in all meanings of the word. Some want one, some want the other, and some want both. Though they move slowly and have little control over their dead appendages, they are relentless, and will chase any non-zombie guests through the clinic.

► However, these zombies will not leave Broken Wing. Leaving the clinic is akin to a safe getaway. Those that want to fight will find that these zombies are fairly traditional: destroying their heads will kill them.

► A bite or scratch from a zombie is a potent aphrodisiac. The guest that is bitten or scratched will similarly begin to hunger for flesh... mostly in the horny way, but if you want to play it in the hungry way, we support you. Guests will not transform into zombies from a bite or scratch. The aphrodisiac will continue to burn through their system until sexual satisfaction is achieved. Going without "the cure" with result in fever, hallucinations, chills, muscle pain, and other extremely uncomfortable symptoms.

MAIN LOBBY

THE VEIL THINS

A STRANGE MOON & ENDLESS NIGHT

► Darkness pervades the main lobby despite clocks claiming that morning hours have come. The grand chandeliers and fixtures are not working, so staff hurry to light lanterns around the central hub and connecting hallways. A strange full moon floats in the center of the lobby. This moon hovers silently, always staying close to the high ceiling, and never changes its phase even when passing days begin accumulating.

► Those that bask in the pale light of the moon for too long may begin to feel an itch of strangeness... this itch will go away once farther from the moon. Once a guest basks in the moonlight, they might feel the overwhelming urge to continue doing so. It's inexplicable how this gentle moonlight feels like it can help them become their true self.

► An endless night will continue to accompany the moon. This night covers the entire main lobby, front reception, the elevator bank, and several hallways that deposit into the lobby. While the endless night is in play, all affected areas will feel the cool breeze and unique weight of a genuine deep night. Unlike the weather and time simulations offered in the garden and vale, this night is poignantly real despite happening indoors.

THE ROOKERY SETTLES DOWN

The Rookery, the elusive wandering night market, settles down beneath the moon in the main lobby. Construction of wooden stalls takes no time at all, offering a proper shopping experience compared to their usual tents and makeshift sheets. The sellers of the Rookery are more lively than usual, their ghostly faces illuminated by the light of the moon. They aggressively boast about their wares and try to hook customers over to their booths.

► Worthwhile treasures to be found in the Rookery. Truly useful items worth haggling for.

WOODEN MASKS: Charmed wooden masks that allow the wearer to blend in seamlessly with the supernatural. Come in fox, wolf, and tanuki styles.

MAGIC TALISMANS: An assortment of talismans with elemental capabilities. A snap of fire, a dash of light, a flash of ice, and so on. Useful in a pinch.

WARDING INCENSE: A lovely scent of Jasmine that keeps the ghosts and annoying exes away. Calms even the ghosts in the basement and maintenance levels.

ZOMBIE PILLS: Another cure for the symptoms to the above Zombie bite, found under our TAILS prompt above. Will completely cure the bitten party. Unfortunately, these pills must be administered rectally.

GHOST BELL: Helps the living find a wayward ghost. Particularly useful for finding those that have been separated from their bodies when getting mixed in to the ghosts crossing.

HOLY WATER: Burns the flesh of demonic and monstrous entities. Also clears the skin of any blemishes.

► Cursed treasures to be found in the Rookery. Scam artists boldly lie about how these items are blessed despite knowing full well that they're not.

BLACK CANDLE: Burn this candle and make a wish, it will come true. In actuality, the wish will be fulfilled but in the worst way possible, a la the classic monkey's paw. It also smells bad, like cheeto feet.

BLESSED TUNIC: A tunic that will ward off any attacks from the living or the dead. In actuality, this tunic does keep people away ... but only because it makes the wearer smell pungently of body odor.

VIAL OF POWER: A draught guaranteed to improve your strength and make you more appealing, sexually. In actuality, all this liquid does is make the drinker gassy. Best guarantee is that you'll fart every three steps.

LUCKY PENNY: A significant increase in luck! Technically true... but in actuality, the luck is bad luck. Small things, like stubbing your toe or saying the wrong thing at the wrong time.

A REAL SOLID GOLD RING: An exquisite piece from the ancient ages, made of pure gold that holy virgin priestesses wore when bathing in celestial light. Fake ass ring made of tinfoil. Makes your finger green.

1000 YEAR OLD WINE: The most delicious wine to ever exist! Coveted by emperors and gods alike! Tastes okay, and the alcohol content is high, but changes the drinker's voice into an embarrassing high pitch that cracks often. Also, can potentially make your ass hair grow long. Like, really long.

► Plenty of junk, knickknacks, and used clothing can also be found for reasonable prices. The sellers in the Rookery prefer to trade but will take chips since they're in such a good mood thanks to the influx of yin energy.

BACK HALLWAYS & STAIRS

OUT OF SERVICE

A LONELY GHOST (EASY MODE)

► While the moon is full in the main lobby, the elevators are out of order. Staff will ask guests to kindly use the stairs and, due to the urgency of the situation, allow them to use the special back hallways usually exclusive to staff. Back hallways have the ability to traverse great distances in the stretch of an average hallway. The downside is that these back hallways and all the stairs around the main lobby are plunged into the darkness of the moon's endless night. While there are candles, their light doesn't travel very far.

Well. That isn't the only downside.

► Though there are numerous wayward spirits passing through, one stubborn ghost sticks around to haunt the hallways and stairs. The lonely ghost takes on the appearance of a charming young man or woman before approaching guests to ask, "Am I pretty? Will you kiss me?" A negative response will result in continued persistence and sobbing while a positive result will result in frenzied joy.

► No matter the form the lonely ghost is taking, when it steps forward to try and initiate a kiss, its mouth will trisect open and unfurl several slimy tubes. Even with this hideous transformation its eyes will glitter with adoration and hope as it leans in for a passionate smooch... it can't help that it was born this way! It just wants love too!

► The ghost will chase would-be lovers through the hallways, a la Scooby Doo. However, escaping the lonely ghost isn't difficult, and it will change targets when it spots someone else to pursue.

A LONELY MONSTER (INTENSE MODE)

...drip... drip... drip...
► In the deepest corridors and the darkest corners lurks another creature. It scuttles across the ceiling, dripping slime from its maw and curled tentacles, waiting for unsuspecting guests to pass by with delightful anticipation. This tentacled monster is more aggressive than the lonely ghost, looking to snatch up anyone it can find and steal them away to its sticky nest. This monster is greedy and willing to snatch up as many guests as it possibly can.

► This tentacle creature is extremely fast and aggressive. It will chase its prey through the hallways with incredible speed. Its flesh is difficult to pierce, though not impossible. Bloody it up enough and it'll scuttle away to tend to its wounds before heading back out again looking for prey.

► However, this monster isn't looking to eat its captured victims. No, no, no. Stop crying, beloved captured prey. It just so happens to be this monster's breeding season. The lonely monster will use its tentacles to pleasure its captured prey and, potentially, lay its eggs inside particularly suitable guests. Don't worry — if you like tentacles but not so much the eggs, this monster is particular about the mother(s) of its monster cubs. It won't take anyone. Only those that especially catch its eye.

► Not that there will be any monster cubs. Unfortunately, this tentacle monster really needs another tentacle monster to properly raise a family. Any guests imbued with eggs will be left to shit them out. Thankfully, they're on the small side.

THE ELEVATORS

Wait... weren't the elevators out of order?

► Throughout the next few weeks there will be clear signs and posts around the elevator bank that the elevators are not currently in service and that guests should use the back hallways and stairs. However, at random times, the elevators will appear to be fully functional. Their doors will slide open in front of guests, emitting an inviting glow out into the darkness. The door will remain open until someone steps inside.

► Any guests brave enough to ignore all of the classic horror movie signs that these elevators are possessed as hell will be locked inside once the door closes. A childish giggle rings inside before the elevator plunges into darkness and everything jerks wildly. Elevators will play the classic tower of terror prank of plunging for several floors before spitting guests out in a random location. If the ghost is feeling particularly cheeky, it may spit its prisoners out somewhere they would really hate to be.

MONSTER MASH

ITCH BENEATH THE SKIN

OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE

► Guests that spend too much time amongst the wandering spirits or who end up swept along with a group of them hurrying into a wall may find themselves knocked out of their bodies and forced into ghost form. Their bodies will collapse while their spirit is swept away into the resort.

► While in spirit form, guests can do everything a ghost can! They can walk through walls, possess or haunt their friends, and even infiltrate the dreams of other guests. Whatever ghostly tropes you would like to lean into, including the Patrick Swayze love experience, are at your disposal.

► The longer they're away from their body, however, the harder it will be to readjust to the flesh. There's also the small issue of staff picking up any "dead" bodies and shipping them over to the morgue. If they spend too long playing outside, wayward spirit guests may have to head over to the morgue to find their body (please see TDM prompt Arrival, Tails for details on why this sucks for them).

MOONFLUENCE

► The moon grows stronger after several days of gathering strength in the main lobby. Those that have basked in its light, even if it was only for a short while, may begin to feel that itch again... only this time it does not abate. The sensation becomes maddening, rippling beneath the flesh without restraint. Then — suddenly — it breaks free.

► Guests are transforming into monsters of all kinds under the influence of the moon. There is no limit on the type of monster that guests can transform into. Some guests may transform into vampires and weres while others may turn into dragonkin and tentacle monsters. The moon does not discriminate. Players are welcome to turn their characters into any kind of creature or monster they would like.

► Transformations do not need to be complete. Guests may have half or partial transformations. Transformations also vary in duration; a guest could potentially turn into several monsters over the course of the moon's rise in the main lobby. A guest could be a werewolf for an hour and shift into a vampire the next. Of course, a guest could also remain a werewolf for the entire duration of the moon's influence. This moon really loves some chaos.

► Any guests undergoing monster transformation may also utilize any of the DIAMONDS effects. In typical Golden Peacock fashion, transformations can also automatically come with intense arousal to get these guests into the freaky monster fuckin' spirit.

THE VALE

OVERGROWN WILDS

INFLUX

► In an effort to keep the monster situation under control, and to avoid mass destruction of the Golden Peacock, staff are attempting to corral any transformed guests into the vale. Of course, there's no way for them to get nearly half of the transformed guests in there, but some of the monsters seem to enjoy the more natural ambiance the vale provides.

► As more and more guests transform into monsters, the staff have little choice but to place advertisements for monster hunters. The job is easy enough: anyone who has not been transformed qualifies and the job description is to drag monsters into the vale for containment. Monster hunters will earn a medium payout for every transformed guest they toss into the vale. Monster hunters that fuck the monster before tossing them into the vale will receive an additional large payment.

► Transformed guests that turn back to their normal form will be allowed to leave the vale. Not that the staff can actually do much to stop them from leaving when they're monsterized, to begin with...

TERRAIN

► The vale has been shifted into night mode for the next few weeks to accommodate the newly turned monster guests. A full moon hangs overhead, though unlike the monster moon in the main lobby, this moon is digitized on the overhead panels for the sake of ambiance.

► A thick fog perpetually runs through the forest and weather simulations such as rain and snow rotate on a timer to provide a realistic experience. Every type of weather common during autumn/winter rotates through the vale.

► Caverns, caves, alcoves, and other earthy terrain stretches across the base of the vale. Tall trees with giant gnarled roots provide shelter. Bioluminescent mushrooms light the way in the darkness of simulated night. A long river runs through the vale. There are also several small ponds where these rivers lead to, as well as a couple of small waterfalls.

PACK MENTALITY

► Monsters of the same type may experience a resonance, or pack mentality, triggering any of the HEARTS effects between them. For example, canine-based monsters may feel unexpected fondness toward each other and be inclined to create a pack or share a den. Feline-based monsters may feel affectionate and groom one another. Aquatic-based creatures may feel that lightning shock of love at first sight. You get the idea!

► Resonance that triggers a Hearts effect can occur between monsters of different types but it's less common. Like calls to like, and monsters of the same or similar types will be naturally drawn toward one another.

SMOKED EGG

DEN OF THE BLOODTHIRSTY

THE COVEN

► Some of the civilized monsters refuse to be caught in the vale. Particularly, a coven a vampires has flooded into the Smoked Egg and transformed it into a den of debauchery. Gone are the gauzy curtains and pillows, replaced with stark red and black upholstery that lends itself to the vampiric aesthetic. The smoke, however, remains a haze over the lounge. This smoke is imbued with a relaxant to help loosen up any "prey" that wanders into their den.

► As far as prey goes — any creature that isn't a vampire applies. Prey will be doted upon and coaxed with the hopes of being fed upon. All those who come to the Smoked Egg will be encouraged to dip into hedonism with the coven and join in the sensual vampire orgy. Clothing in the lounge is optional, with many couples making love right in the open where other guests can watch.

► Guests that have turned into vampires, or were vampires to begin with, will be warmly welcomed by the coven. All vampires are capable of turning other guests into vampires through siring — this ritual involves exchanging blood between the master and sire, and will create an empathic bond between them. Vampires of the coven are happy to teach newly turned vampires how to do this trick if they don't already know. While guests can still shift from a vampire into another monster under the moon's influence, or return to a normal human, this empathic bond with their "creator" could potentially remain indefinitely.

VAMPIRIC LUXURIES

► The bar is stocked with numerous blood-based cocktails. Some blood has been collected in bottles, while other drinks are made from the blood of live and willing donors. The cocktails run the gambit of accompanying effects — players may select any SPADES effects for drinks at the vampiric bar.

► Though the core coven that have taken up residence in the Smoked Egg seem to be exhibitionists, there are numerous back rooms for those that prefer some privacy. Rather than traditional beds, however, guests will find luxurious coffins. There's nothing quite like fucking in a coffin, is there? Especially an upright one!

► We can't forget the vampire's pride and joy: the blood pool. This pool is filled with 100% bona fide blood, perfect for a round of fucking or just some relaxation. This pool is kept at a warm temperature because cold blood just isn't as good. Non-vampire guests will be encouraged to add some blood to the pool. It's the least you can do after being waited on hand and foot, after all.

BALANCE RETURNS

TIME TO TAKE THAT PTO

THE HOUSE TAKES A VACATION

► Between getting pummeled by guest shenanigans earlier in the month and then managing an invasive monster moon, the house is exhausted. Even near-omnipotent manifestations have a bottom line. Since the house isn't really going anywhere it's more accurate to call this a staycation, but either way, it's not taking any calls for a while.

► A general notice will flash on the electronic bulletin boards that due to overwork, the usual staff have also been granted paid time off by the house. Given how haggard the receptionists, bellhops, and cleaners all look after cleaning the Peacock from head to toe after overwhelming monster mischief, it's a much needed break. The Golden Peacock, after great efforts, is restored to semi-normal from most monster-caused damage. Some reminders remain, like those scuff marks that won't come out no matter how hard the cleaners scrub.

► During this time, the house will not be causing any mischief and harassing guests. It's a time of decompression for everyone. Right about now it's sitting back with a glass of whiskey and wondering why these recent guests have been such a handful compared to years past. It's almost like they don't want to lose themselves in hedonism and debauchery!

THE B-TEAM

► Of course, the house won't leave the Golden Peacock totally unmanned. The guests still need tending to! During this rest period, temps and back of house staff that don't typically work front of house are filling customer service roles. You know what that means: minor inconveniences abound.

► The B-team is nowhere near as good as the usual staff. Simple mistakes are more common during this time. Deliveries are sent to the wrong suites, the wrong dining service arrives, the towels aren't washed, and the front desk knows literally nothing outside of the basic function of checking guests in. It's not even worth asking when the house will be back, let alone asking for some other manager. But after the chaos of the past month, maybe these small annoyances aren't all that bad?

► The house will be back! ... Later. For now, the Golden Peacock is quiet, even the most party-hard guests fatigued from the past year of fun. What's to come? You'll just have to wait and see.

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: aphrodisiac; biting; blood; body horror; coercion; death (referenced); dubcon; fear; furries; ghosts; horror themes; monsters; noncon; orgy; oviposition; scratching; tentacles; transformation; vampires; wounds; undead; xeno; zombies

▶ 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 October event. Changes to the above locations will ICly be present from October 15th - November 3rd. All supernatural phenomenon will increase in strength over time, culminating in peak activity on All Hallows' Eve. The days following Halloween will relax, leading into eventual normalcy. Some locations are spared the supernatural frenzy, so players can play as normal if they wish to avoid these tropes/prompts. Players may assume that the supernatural come and go in the above specifically incorporated locations.

▶ 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!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate. This TDM in particular has the potential to get real wild, so we want to emphasize this request!

▶ 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.

▶ Go forth and let your freak flag fly!

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Comments

✦ influx - b

[erbe]

My, my. We just happened to be a poor match, it seems.

[Much like a hydro slime, Rin was immune to Mona's attacks — absorbing any water thrown her way, and uncontrollable through the Vision because she has her own will.

For now Tohsaka has the hydromancer pinned. Slime puddled underneath her as an anchor while Rin's lower half becomes less person-shaped and more like a weighted pile meant to keep Mona down. In addition Mona's wrists are cuffed together above her head making more the picture perfect prey that Rin is hungry for.

From the waist up, she's mostly recognizable as her expression shifts to a delighted smile. Hair and facial features formed with plenty of detail despite the somewhat translucent and "rounded edge" nature of her new form. A nucleus settles where her pelvis would be. A shadowy object obscured by the red viscous fluid that is her current body.]

Are you experienced with the saying, "to the victor go the spoils"?

i'm so excited, you have no idea

[astrolabium]

[ splayed out under rin, mona's gaze briefly averts to watch as rin's body, already coagulated and slimy and dripping, thickens up enough to weight her down completely. and she can tell just by squirming—the gelatinous mass atop her won't be easy to escape from. in fact, the texture and density is so familiar that mona realizes she has experienced it once before. not here, obviously, but far, far away in her home world.

of course, mona thinks, lifting her chin to look rin in the eyes again. the beast is smirking down at her in evident glee, seemingly very pleased to have won and captured her prey. her features above the waist are somehow still strikingly clear. she has the consistency of a hydro slime.

well, that explains why all of mona's hydro attacks failed. ugh. ]

You're right; you're fortunately immune, aren't you?

[ huffing, mona tries to wriggle again, but she scarcely moves an inch. ]

What are you planning to do with me? I hope you aren't a sore winner.

hehehe ♥

[erbe]

Oh, I just want to have a little fun.

[The malleable mass of her lower half shifts and engulfs Mona. Bit-by-bit the hydromancer is pushed and prodded to spread her legs as she lies flat on her back in the pool of slime Rin utilizes to keep her prey stuck. Once she's able to make space between those plush thighs, the monster rolls herself between Mona's legs and hips. An ebb-and-flow much like the consistent movements of an ocean wave. Rocking gently.]

You're kind of cute, you know. It'd be a shame just to beat you around and leave you be. Monster hunters should be taught a lesson when attacking people just minding their own business.

[Whether or not Rin was actually minding her own business is debatable.]

[astrolabium]

'Kind of'? [ mona doesn't sound nearly as indignant as she'd like to. unfortunately, she is a little too distracted by the mass of slime easing her legs apart. the cool exposure leaves her feeling vulnerable; defenseless. ] I assure you that I'm plenty cute.

[ but that's not really the issue here, is it?

down below, rin is shifting again, her jelly-like lower mass moving forward to leisurely grind against mona's clothed core. it's—a strange feeling. not quite firm, but certainly enough pressure to cause a flicker of heat in her groin. of course, this results in mona visibly flustering, so she quickly tries to distract rin through conversation. she already knows it'll be futile; there's simply no way to get this slime girl off her. ]

A-Anyway, I don't require any lessons from you. But should you release me, I'll turn a blind eye and allow you to escape.

[ her usual haughtiness just ends up causing her to look silly. ]

[erbe]

[The visible flustered look is all Rin needs to confirm her failed assailant is into this. With that affirmation, Mona will feel that instead of letting her go the slime doubles its efforts. The waves of friction becoming less exploratory and more deliberate, and the added force beginning to weaken the threads of fabric getting slowly dissolved by the viscous mass seeping in.]

As if. Why would I do that when Water Girl here seems to like her punishment? Come on, I bet if I were to have a proper taste you wouldn't be able to hide your interest.

[Meanwhile Rin's excitement soars. The thrill of retribution, the delight of indulging in petite body, and the curiosity of testing her new form all culminate in a heady obsession with seeing this through.]

[astrolabium]

Ah—

[ mortifyingly, a not-so-innocuous squeak slips out of mona the instant rin applies more pressure. before, the slime grinding against her core felt peculiar and a little pleasurable, but now—oh, she can feel arousal beginning to pool in her belly. mona's thick thighs quiver from the stimulation, but she can't close them with rin's weight pinning her down. instead, she is forced to endure that leisurely, firm grinding, down and up, down and up.

if that weren't bad enough, mona notices that her clothes have begun to... melt? dissolve? whatever rin is made of, she is managing to dissipate the thin layer of fabric separating mona's groin from a slimy touch. ]

Refer to me as Mona, [ she stresses. ] Really, if you—mm, weren't on top of me, I'd remand you use my full name.

[ the great astrologist mona, mona megistus. ]

And you seem to be enjoying yourself, as well, you—you wicked Slime Girl.

[ pot and kettle; she throws the nickname right back. ]

[erbe]

Well of course I am! I only do what I want, after all. What was that name again?

[Rin drives a particularly heavy-pressured push against Mona's slit. Increasing the weight and friction so that every dip and curve feels the slide of her viscous form. Warm, steady movement combined with the sudden press of weight — oh, she so hopes her prey makes a little noise for her! Especially since as those clothes give way she's able to part those sweet lower lips into revealing such a lovely set of folds!]

Moan-a, right?

[astrolabium]

You're enjoying this too much!

[ her voice is two octaves too high when she replies, nearly hitching at the end upon feeling the cool, wet feel of rin's body touching her directly.

if mona thought it was unfortunately pleasurable to experience the grinding over her clothes, it's an entirely different beast to endure skin-to-skin (?) contact. in fact, she's overwhelmed enough that she begins to squirm again. it does nothing but encourage the stimulation—so much so, that she thinks she even helps rin slip in a little further, pressing against her slick opening. mona immediately throbs. ]

Ngh—there's really no way to escape, is there?

[ the mumble is mostly to herself, her thick brows furrowing into a formidable pout. ]

[erbe]

I think you're enjoying this more than you want to admit. After all, since I'm not going to eat you... I think you're more curious about what I will do. You know, it's rude to enter without invitation...

[Another rolling wave of motion pushes against Mona — spreading her legs and lower lips further apart, but not daring to enter just yet. Tohsaka pushes, prods, and moves her viscous body over Mona's folds, but never breaches her. She intends to make her ask for it — beg if the other woman continues to be stubborn. But for now it's a game. Toying with her body and simply staying close.

Her rhythm is steady. Rocking back and forth with much predictability, but that suits her. She needs her prey to be relax. To become comfortable. To ease into the thought that this might not be so bad.]

[astrolabium]

[ mona doesn't initially respond to rin, instead lifting her chin and scrunching up her face in what she hopes is a look of defiance. but... it does flicker and nearly crumple as the mass below deliberately widens her legs, slowly grinding against her soft folds and parting them to expose her wet, slick center. mona instantly prepares herself for the sensation of being stretched, and yet...

nothing happens. only the cool texture of rin's lower body remains pressed against her, neither breeching or withdrawing. ]

What— [ mona begins, peering down between them with evident confusion. ] An invitation?

[ she nearly interrupts herself with a breathy moan. although she isn't being penetrated, the hint of firmness teasing at her sends a dizzying pan of arousal into her core. it's—frustrating. she's wound up, but rin won't continue? ]

Y-You're a beast. A beast doesn't have manners.

[ is that how she'll evade pleading? ]

[erbe]

Is that what you want me to be, little miss hunter? A dangerous beast that just takes you without question so you have no say or responsibility in the matter? You wish to have plausible deniability for your sins of the flesh?

[Tohsaka laughs above her. Cackling in the way a fantastical witch might. How amusing! Sure, Rin is a hypocrite and would act the same, but that also means she knows how to work around it. For now that pressure and weight stays at Mona's entrance. A reminder of what she could have if she merely asked for it.

Yet something else comes into play. Movement and weight shifting around that senseitive bundle of nerves at the top of Mona's slit. Her labia pushed aside and that hooded nub slowly teased.]

Don't worry. I can be both merciful and patient. Let me know when you're ready for the real thing.

[astrolabium]

[ oh, she's done it. her attempt at dissolving her role in this situation failed.

rin is right; mona had been striving for that sliver of plausible deniability. if she had put the responsibility on rin, then she could say later that she was pressured into accepting the slime rather than having submitted of her own accord. but the truth of the matter is that she would have enjoyed it—the sensations, the stretch and fullness rin gave her. only after would mona deny everything to preserve her image. essentially, she would've had her cake and ate it, too.

but rin had seen through it. the thin, smug smile directed down at mona says it all. and as if to rub it in, mona is teased in a far more torturous manner. ]

You mustn't—

[ a weaker protest now, mona's back arching as a cool and circular pressure is applied to her clit. her cheeks flush all the hotter.

time for her last ditch effort. ]

...How patient are you truly? [ mona's voice is elevated and breathy. ] I may come from just this. You'd be left wanting.

[erbe]

Baiting me with a hypothetical truth? How clever. Should I tease you in a less direct way, Miss Witch?

[The rocking at their connected hips comes to a halt in favor of the way a pair of hands instead reach out to cup Mona's breasts. So soft and pliable in the grip of her jellied hold. In massaging, circular motions she begins to tease those lovely mounds and work the flesh methodically.]

Your volume is so modest, it's cute. Are you particularly sensitive here, Lady Denial?

[astrolabium]

[ this is even worse! rin should know this well, but the smaller-chested you are, the more sensitive your nipples. they were already stiff, but all it takes is languid squeeze and brush of one peak to have mona speaking in a tone that is far too cute and delicate. ]

F-Fine, enough! [ so, this is her weak spot? she could endure everything else, but it's simply too embarrassing to receive attention to her chest? it seems so. ] Don't tease me there, as well. I don't often... nevermind.

[ she pauses, lashes narrow enough that it looks like she's squinting, and then... mona releases a breath through her nose. ]

Fuck me, you slime.

[ her face is entirely red, but. she's trying. ]

Is that wanted you wanted to hear?

[erbe]

Wanted? I'm only doing what the lady wishes~

[Her voice has a playful lilt that isn't quite sing-song, but approaching there. A wicked grin cuts across Rin's lips as she holds her place. Staring down at her prey who so desperately just asked for their own demise.]

Say thank you.

[Mona doesn't have a chance to reply. The nature of Rin's current body means she cares little about how "ready" or not Mona is. Who needs lube when her little morsel has been aching for this long in conjunction with her slippery slime? With a hard thrust, Rin fills out Mona's cunt. Driving in deep, and spreading out the other woman as much as she can without feeling too much resistance. Only for a moment does she let that hold. A moment for Mona to adjust to the self-fashioned length and girth Rin has pressed into her core.

After a breath, or two, Rin slowly begins to pull back. Dragging the solidified makeshift cock along Mona's walls as Rin makes sure the moments are long and agonizing. When she rolls back in Tohsaka is gentler this time. Pressing forward with more care as if to soothe irritated skin after a hard impact.]

[astrolabium]

Th—

[ whether mona would've been incredulous to the command or compliant, we'll never know. instead, she interrupts herself with a sharp cry and a sudden arch of her back, shuddering uselessly as rin abruptly fucks her full. it's—cold; all-encompassing. she doesn't think she has ever been filled so deeply. softer than a human's cock but just as girthy and thick, mona vision wavers as she adjusts to the intrusion. she doesn't realize she's distantly whining.

and then, rin shifts.

the false appendage draws back, slow, nearly torturous, its slippery surface stretching her thin. mona can feel tears of pleasure prick her eyes from the sensation, and she whimpers in an utterly wanton display. after all of her protests—being filled is all it takes to knock her down. ]

Yes, it's—good...

[ her hands twitch at her sides, almost as if she'd been seeking to grasp rin somehow. ]

[erbe]

[The hands twitching most definitely catches Rin's attention. Like a cat zeroing in on the twitching tail of a mouse. Rather than continuing to tease Mona's breasts as she continues the gentle roll of her jelly-like body, Rin instead reaches for those hands. Clasping them like a lover, and threading their fingers that she concentrates hard enough to form.

Mona and Rin may not be emotionally close, but Rin knows a mirror when she sees one. Well, perhaps only recognizes a mirror when she wants to. In any case, she uses this move because it was devastating when Genya had done so to herself. Something intimate and tender weaved in with raw lust.]

Of course it is. Savor it, won't you? I'm being gentle now. I'm not sure how long I'll be able to hold back, you know~

[Her voice carries and upward lilt. Teasing and sing-song in its manner as she grinds slow and deep inside her partner. Sure, Rin could make this efficient and just move the 'slime' inside Mona, but she's greedy. Instead the gleeful tease makes sure to rock Mona's entire body. Eager to see that soft flesh jiggle and those petite tits bounce.]

[astrolabium]

[ a mirror mona is.

having been avoiding rin's gaze and peering unseeingly over her shoulder instead, green irises are immediately drawn back with the clasping of their hands. mona can still discern rin's individual fingers and the sweet pressure of their palms pressing despite the other woman's gelatinous state. not only that, the new position is unmistakable—a lover's embrace, complete with the measured rocking of rin's lower half and a lilting, gentle voice.

mona's bodily response is immediate; she clenches down and grips rin's hands a little tighter. part of her has to wonder if rin can feel just how wet she is. ]

This is more embarrassing.

[ her complaint is lacking in barb, soft, a little breathy. that familiar huffy fluster has transitioned into one weak and cute. ]

But if you must, then... [ mona rolls her hips up to meet rin's and unintentionally bats her eyelashes as she does. ] ...I'll finish with you.

[ she might as well be pleading rin to fuck her silly. ]