TDM 06

【 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

TAILS


MAIN LOBBY

BACK HALLWAYS & STAIRS


MONSTER MASH

THE VALE

SMOKED EGG


BALANCE RETURNS

OOC NOTES
▶ 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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Fuuta watches in unmasked horror as that stain spreads from the puncture point, too dark and too acrid to be blood. The billow of smoke through the air is starting to sting at his eyes, clogging up his throat, and his next panicked breaths cut off with a hacking cough; his hands, clammy with anxious sweat, squeak against the flooring when he reflexively drags himself back another step, away from the mess that he's caused. But he can't seem to tear his eyes away from it. Even as skin crackles and warps, even as the doll's body jolts in place from misfiring connections, even as he finds himself shaking his head in desperate denial, Fuuta stares with eye wide and jaw clenched in terror.
It's really more reflex than conscious thought that even has him responding to that guttural demand.
He stands not because he wants to, not because he's heeding Pinocchio's words, but because on some level, his body registers it as the only way to keep himself safe. And though it takes him far too much effort to tear his gaze away from the growing inferno and the crackle of flames, he does eventually manage to look away. Pinocchio won't have to repeat himself -- Fuuta runs like his life depends on it, and doesn't look back.
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Pinocchio can't tell if he's been heeded. His sight has gone dark, he hears only the shrieking whistle and thunderous roar of fire ravaging his body until his hearing, too, burns up. All the rest is a riotous symphony of agony playing one catastrophic note that stretches on for an age.
Tock.
In the column of flames where there was a boy, blue motes of light begin to swirl into the air, like sparks from a campfire, like luminous spores.
Tick.
The hands of time rewind. Elsewhere in the Vale, these specks of blue light coalesce, gathering in a single spot, beginning to piece him back together, untouched by smoke and flame.