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!

basil 🌻 omori
( It's awkward enough to wake up without his clothes, but walking around in a robe in a freezing cold hallway feels even worse, somehow. He's hugging himself as he walks around, hands moving up and down his arms in a weak attempt to create warmth for himself as he makes his way through the hallway.
Right now, he's trying to find anyone who could possibly help him find some sort of direction to where to go from here, or where to find some sort of warmth. Finding his clothes would be the best solution, but it doesn't seem like that's going to happen.
He'll look to the next person he sees, a bit tense as he further hugs himself, wanting to keep his robe as secure as possible. He can't seem to meet the gaze of the person he sees, fingers fidgeting a bit as he speaks. )
Uhm... E-Excuse me-- Do you know where I could find some clothes...?
( On another hand, when he finds one of the staff members for help, he'll duck his head at the suggestions, face heating up despite how cold it was. He opens his mouth to speak at first, unable to find the words until he blurts out: )
What – N-No! I couldn't!
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( It isn't so much that Basil isn't paying attention to his surroundings. He's trying to get his bearings. The ghosts take advantage of just how vulnerable he truly is. When he steps into the bathroom, the ghosts seemingly appear out of no where behind him, and begin to shove at him, barely giving him time to speak or protest.
They push him into the nearby wall, giggling and continuing to push into him, and all he can do is cover his face, attempting to protect himself in what way that he can. He reacts the way he usually does when he's been cornered by someone at home (which happens more often than not, unfortunately) and calls out for help as loudly as he can.
His entire body is shaking. This has to be a nightmare, it has to be. )
P-Please! Help me! Someone!
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( Basil is usually someone who finds himself wanting to go to sleep early, but being in a place like this has been a lot to take in. He usually has some trouble sleeping, but it's been especially bad on a night like this.
Eventually, he finds himself at the main lobby, seated near a window. He cups his cheek with his hand, bright blue-colored eyes never moving from the window. Somehow, he feels drawn to the moon. He always thought it was pretty to look at, but he somehow can't help but admire it all the more now. Looking at it like this brings him peace that he hasn't felt in a long time. How unusual....
When he hears footsteps approaching, he'll turn and hesitate before offering a quiet nod. )
H-Hello... Did you-- come to look at the moon, too...? It's really pretty tonight.
( Though, he's already beginning to push himself up to leave. He's just going to try to get out of the way at this point, though he looks reluctant to leave. )
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( It happens in what feels like an instant – or perhaps, not so much. It feels like he's drawn to the moon for days – spending nights when he can't sleep to gaze at the moon quietly – each night the pull to moongaze becoming stronger and stronger.
Until eventually, he feels an itch – and with each passing moment it becomes more and more intense until it becomes a growing warmth that eventually ends with Basil changing. Ears are replaced with blonde-colored rabbit ears, small antlers seemingly growing atop his head, and wing with white-colored feathers fully grown on his back.
He feels for the changes, eyes widening in shock and mild fear as he feels over fur, hard surface, and soft wings. He's himself otherwise, but-- )
What – What is this?! This is a dream, isn't it? It has to be--
( He just wants to wake up. He wants to be in his own bed. He will any moment, won't he? Everything will be okay. )
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( OOC: Please refer to the post here for any potential content warnings. )
bathroom :3
And there's many people who aren't as high up as he is, which means the first stop to try and figure out the nature of this series of events is where people normally gather.
Granted the last thing he expects is for someone to be yelling for help, and for there to be a very real scent of fear. What he sees is something he never really expected, to be honest. Though he supposes the spirits that haunt the lower levels do occasionally come up to bother other people, he's never really seen it take this form of... outright bullying, honestly.
Kazuya swoops in, wings manifesting to protect and shield the new face from being accosted, and to even share a bit of his demonic warmth with him. He's not stupid, the hallways themselves are unreasonably cold too.]
Hey, it's alright, don't panic, okay? I'm going to take you somewhere much safer, but it might be a bit uncomfortable, alright?
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Uncomfortable? Why would it be uncomfortable? Who was this? )
P-Please-- ( He barely manages to respond, the corner of his eyes stinging with tears. )
This is a dream... isn't it?
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[ Not their typical fair of "bullying", that's for certain. A hand connects with Basil's shoulder, and he'll feel a quick lurch of his stomach as he's telepoted in a blink. It's Kazuya's own room, not particularly extravagant, but designed to be more of a modern style japanese household. At least until the bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen come into view. Right now though, they're in the living room, and Kazuya keeps his hold on the other guy and slowly recedes his wings from around him. ]
They didn't actually hurt you, right?
[ It's so bizarre... ]
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Finally, he turns to face Kazuya, finally taking in the person before him. He feels lost. At this point, he feels like he doesn't know what's going on. It's overwhelming and a bit terrifying all at once. )
Ah -- n-no...
Thank you for helping me... ( He shuffles his feet, fingers fidgeting together a bit. )
W-Where is this?
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[It's about that time, isn't it... This is going to be a rough explanation, isn't it? Kazuya rubs the back of his head, and takes a step back, just to put a little bit of space between them and hopefully to assure him that he's not about to do anything untoward.
It's a good thing that he's in his right mind now, especially after the rough start to the beginning of the month he had.]
Welcome to the Golden Peacock. It's a multi-universal sex resort and casino. Right now you're probably designated as a "Wildcard", which means you haven't been assigned a suit or a rank yet. If this place ends up taking a liking to you, you'll end up stuck here. If not... Well, I don't think we know yet if people just go missing or end up going home.
[He'll pause here, to let him take in everything he's said so far, but after a small moment, he adds-]
I'm Kazuya Minegishi from Tokyo, Japan. You might or might not have heard of it.
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B-But--! I can't... I can't be here... I've never done anything like that. I--
Need to go home.
( It's not as though he's never thought about such a thing. It's just that... relationships, muchless friendships, felt like something so far off to him...
What did he mean "might not heard of Japan"? Why wouldn't he have? )
I'm Basil. S-Sorry, uhm... Can we sit...?
( His knees feel weak. )
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[But he'll motion to the couch. It's undoubtedly a lot to take in, and Kazuya will sit across from him, giving him the space he needs.]
As far as we know, there's only one way out, and that's to collect the cards of other people by having sex with them. You don't get to go home until you do, or until the resort decides it doesn't want you, I guess.
[Unsure about that one. What would make someone unwantable by the resort? He's still trying to puzzle it out. He'd have assumed lack of sex, but people already get punished for that without leaving.]
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His eyes dart away from Kazuya, head hanging a bit. )
I don't really belong somewhere like here -- why would anyone want me here...?
( He doesn't think Kazuya will have an answer to that question.
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for a moment i thought this was a laby tag and was very confused
HDLSADJASDJLAS starts over on their laby cr
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TW: death and suicide mention (Post Bad Ending)
[Kel had time to... settle down and 'adapt', so to speak. Back home, things were awful, and he has been trying not to think about any of the events than preceded his arrival in the place- he overindulged in food, in games, in everything he could find to think about home. He actually managed decently enough, perhaps being a bit more energetic than usual but appearing cheerful and happy to most people he crossed
what else was he was supposed to to?.What he didn't expect, nor knew how to handle, was hearing a painfully familiar voice.
Still covered in his plaid robe, he finds himself staring in horror at his friend. He saw him, he saw him dead, suddenly he's not entirely sure to be completely awake and healthy in there. At least not mentally. How can Basil be there, how can he be alive? It feels like a completely cruel joke and he can't do anything but stare for a moment that feels like forever, not really seeing anything else. What now? Is... Sunny going to also jump out of nowhere? Mari too, maybe? The desire to rush back in the basement room they've all been assigned is strong, but his legs aren't moving.]
... Basil?
[A single word, that's all he manages to get out... and his voice is already cracking.]
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More than himself, he wanted them to forgive Sunny. As much as Basil wanted them to forgive him, Basil would always put others before himself. Besides that, Basil had hurt Sunny. He hurt him, and it was in a desperate attempt to get him to stay. Them being in the hospital was his fault.
How could Kel ever forgive that?
He can't meet Kel's gaze, bright blue eyes looking to the ground but nothing in particular. The air feels heavy and tense, and he wants so badly to run away. )
... Uhm. H-Hi, Kel...
( He had thought that this was a bad dream. With Kel here, it must be. Would he see Aubrey next? )
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It's a good thing Basil isn't looking at him, because he'd see Kel look as heartbroken as he was that one night, sitting on the floor right next to Aubrey, wondering why his friends kept killing themselves. No, worse, because back then he at least didn't live with the guilt of having Sunny within arm reach when they last spoke and just... letting him go.
How could he be forgiven for not realizing how broken Basil was? How could he forgive himself for not seeing the light leave Sunny's eyes?]
How... why?
[His voice is cracking, he seems unable to speak as he steps forward toward the other. Is Basil going to poof away? To disappear without any warning? After all, nothing in that place feels completely real...]
Is this some kind of... cruel joke?
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He takes a step back when Kel steps forward, and he can barely breathe for a moment. )
Ah -- I... I--
I... have to go...
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Suddenly he was seeing again Sunny's back leaving in that corridor, he saw himself not lifting a single hand and- his stomach churned in horror. No, no, no, he couldn't let anything like that happen again, he was not going to feel completely powerless again, he was going to protect his friends- he had to!]
God, please don't go!
[He sounded so miserable, so broken, and he was ready to bolt forward and physically tackle the other down if he had to- but approaching Basil? the idea still terrified him, Kel couldn't shake off the feeling Basil was going to disappear like a mirage if he dared to step too close.]
How is this... possible? Am I also... [Was he also dead, maybe? He didn't remember hurting himself, but the hotel being some kind of purgatory would explain so much.]
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W... Why do you-- ( Want me to stay? he wants to ask. )
I-I don't know what you mean. And, I... I don't know why either of us are here.
( Please, let him go. He can't even bring himself to look at Kel. He just wants to find somewhere where he can calm himself down. His head is pounding, chest constricting with anxiety. )
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He doesn't know what he means? Truly? How dares he to forget? Then again, perhaps Kel just did the same, even if he can't imagine himself ever taking what feels the easy way out. What about Hero? What about Sally? And Aubrey, too. She's... they're all...]
Why? That should be my question, Basil.
[He pushed the pain to the side for the time he has been around the hotel, he even indulged in food and other small pleasures, but now the pain is back burning inside him like a deadly poison. Basil's body... Sunny's body... they're burnt in his mind.
But perhaps the other truly doesn't... remember? Perhaps neither of them can recall their last moments and it's by pure chance they're together? Kel prays Sunny doesn't show his face as well, not right now, because he doesn't think he'd be able to take it.]
Basil, I... what happened back home?
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He feels sick. He doesn't want to think about it. He can't talk about it. He can never take that night back. He had been so horrified when he had realized just what he had done. Would Sunny ever be able to see out of his other eye again? )
I... I'm sorry. ( He swallows, the corner of eyes pricking with tears. His hands are shaking. )
I hurt Sunny. I-- just wanted to protect him. It's-- It's okay if you hate me, Kel.
( He feels like his heart is breaking all over again. He doesn't know if he can handle the idea of Kel hating him, but he can't blame him. He feels like the absolute worst person right now. )
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TW: suicide
hallway
luckily for basil, they seemed to have backed down with karna arriving. a few words exchanged and they seem pleased. something about "wildcards" being interesting this round, karna finds himself frowning while they leave. wildcards? not a term he's heard yet and the undead weren't the most chatty of individuals during his unfortunate adventures in the broken wing. karna considers it slightly fortunate that he wasn't in one of the cadavers....who knows if he could have broken it down if he's noticed his abilities and noble phantasms seem sealed for the most part.)
Sorry. I do not quite have spare clothing, but I can attempt to look around for some with you. If all else fails I can attempt to explore the wing I came from again....
(cold tone aside, karna is putting a lot of thought into it. arms crossed and thoughtful expression while even wondering where they could check on the surface levels. the broken wing was straightforward; he could figure out the routes surprisingly fast for it near being desolate, condemned in appearance. no matter, karna can figure it out when they get there.
wandering aimlessly up here might be better than down there; there's no zombies even if the way it looks currently is old and vile. sickening. like nobody seems to be caring much about the state of the hallways by water stains and what karna hopes is just plain mold.)
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Ah -- ( He fidgets, feet shuffling a bit. There's a part of him that wants to protest to the offer. He doesn't want to be a burden. But, working together might be something to help not only himself, but the other person... )
... Uhm. T-Thank you... Where do you think we should start...?
( The cold was getting so overwhelming that it was getting difficult to think of where they could even start. )
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even if it's not basil's actual clothes, he does want to help in some form. karna should have asked the staff before they left if there was anywhere he could take basil so that he wasn't simply in a bathrobe. oh well, hindsight is twenty-twenty they say on the matter. right. the best idea would be to try the surface levels is what karna thinks and to check on the way there through rooms if they seem safe enough.
he rather not risk too much given karna doubts the boy is a fighter; he'll need to take care of anything dangerous personally.)
Maybe we can check the rooms, make our way to the surface to put some distance on the colder parts of this basement. If there's nothing down here of note we'll comb over the surface levels and if I must....I can head back to the morgue.
(that should do for a plan. it's not the best, but it counts for something knowing that one is freezing and the other wouldn't want him to get sick.)
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( Basil had thought that this was a hotel, but what kind of hotel had a morgue of all things in it? It only makes him wonder all the more what kind of place he's woken up in, and if this is a bad dream or not. At the least, it feels reassuring to know that he truly isn't completely alone here, even if it is a stranger.
Though, it is a little strange, too. As soon as this stranger stepped forward, it was almost as if the chill from before had completely disappeared. If anything, he can feel himself relax a little. He looks to the stranger in curiosity for a moment before his gaze moves to the path in front of him. )
Uhm... I-Is it really alright if we go into other rooms...? Other people might be staying there...
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(karna of course thought this because basil hardly seems as if he may be able to fight. young boys his age in this era was not expected to do such things; because of that detail karna has been more patient and willing to protect them as a necessity. the issue is that the undead were fixated on him due to that heat he permeates. they're fortunate that none of them seem to have made their way toward the upper levels of the basement.
however, there is that point which makes karna frown in thought. no, he's right. the other guests might not take kindly and he would still feel bad to do such things. which means that they might have to go up toward the lobby floor. perhaps they can find more staff members willing to help. there's that thought given the broken wing is his last resort on the matter.)
Should we try the lobby floor then and see if we can run into any other staff members?
(that might be more helpful.)
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As soon as he mentions the undead, Basil tenses up, a look of dread evident in his features. The undead was something he'd only imagine in horror movies and comics -- it was nothing he'd ever thought he'd hear about from someone else. This definitely had to be a horrible nightmare. That was the only explanation for any of this... Even if the person before him is kind and warm --
This couldn't be real. )
The undead...? W-What-- do you mean by the undead?
( Despite the fact that he's seemingly frozen in his steps, afraid - he can't help but offer a small nod in his direction. If he truly meant zombies, what else would they run into? Would it be okay? Would Basil just slow him down? He couldn't fight, after all. )
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if it helps as a source of comfort, then of course karna would do that no matter his burnt hands.)
Zombies themselves, for your sake avoid going further down....as frightening as this must be, I will try and come to help you if you call for me, all you have to do is call out "Karna" and I'll be there were we to get separated on the upper floors.
(that might help a little. his name is given out and he could do as much for someone that cannot fight. karna's always been that sort of man whenever he thinks briefly to himself that he ought to try arming himself later. he'll need to. karna isn't afraid of using his hands in particular, but there is limitations to that with the things he can do without one.
which means he'll have to later check for anything he can use temporarily. didn't matter if it was simple objects or anything more than that. anything can be used as a weapon in karna's capable hands. there is a reason why they say that failing with him as their servant means that they must be truly a waste of space due to such things.)
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But, was it possible? For someone to just appear if they're called? It almost feels like magic. At this point, with the existence of zombies and the fact that he's here and not the Faraway Hospital, perhaps he shouldn't be surprised.
Still, he shuffles his feet a bit forward. )
Thank you, but... I don't want you to be in danger, though. You're doing a lot for me already...
( Basil's been alone for a long time at home. He's been pushed around and bullied for how he is. It's a little difficult to accept help for so many reasons, but it's also easy for him to feel like a burden. )
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