【 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 parking garage for all new arrivals. We aim to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience!
All are invited to There Is No Tomorrow, a Phoenix Casino soiree to celebrate our beloved guests. The festivities will begin at 1800 hours on January 20th and end at 1800 hours on January 27th. Please look forward to 168 hours of delight.
In an effort to raise happiness and encourage better guest relationships, attendance is required. The house will assist guests that are too shy to appear of their own accord. Please note that black tie attire is mandatory. As always, we hope you enjoy your stay! 】
PARKING GARAGE
ANY CAR IN A STORM
PHOENIX CASINO HALL
WELCOME TO THE NEXT 168 HOURS
Phoenix Casino is a-flutter with activity and packed to the beak with guests. As a famously ever-changing space, the staff would be remiss if they didn't deck the crown jewel of the Golden Peacock out. The casino glitters from top to bottom, shining brighter than diamonds, rubies, sapphires, opals! Party-goers are shiny and glamorous with picture perfect makeup, fluttering gowns, and sharp suits. Card tables are packed and the slot machines are a-ringing as guests play, play, play! Prizes, luxury, booze, attractive people, it's the place that everyone wants to be at.
Those people being dragged inside by some invisible force...? Silly, they were so excited to come that their bodies moved before they realized what was happening. Those are struggles of joy and definitely not the casino's infamous ghost hands dragging unwilling guests to the party at the behest of the house. Look, they're literally hurling their bodies at the card tables with unrestrained glee!
All clocks indicating day hours and night hours have been removed from the casino. Once a guest has entered, their Watch will jam, making it impossible to keep track of the time. You don't need to worry about that tonight.
▶ 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 January event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
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▶ 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.
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( the gesture isn't lost on him--in fact, he sort of enjoys mocking the silent game of charades, brows lifting up as he shifts to look dramatically at the window, and then back at her; pointedly, he puts the cigarette between his lips again, puffing out a bit of smoke from between the part of them, before he hooks it back between his knuckles. sure, he might be causing some issues with the air quality, but hey, even more reason for her to find a way out, right?
with another sigh, he lets his legs bend over the seat, sitting with his knees spread; the sides of the robe dip down, bared against his thighs, but at least to her benefit, he lets his free hand rest down between them, safely keeping his dick away from prying eyes. )
What, 'cause of how I look? ( not bad, really. he does look like he's someone that just barely survived hell's flame. with another soft puff, thoughtful: )
Nah, you're in a resort, if you'll believe it. A real five-star hotel type. You know, except that there's no exit and you're gonna be trapped here having sex with fifty-two strangers.
( with a groaning sort of sigh, he does, at least, try for the window controls-- )
Well, look at that. ( he pointedly tips his hand out the window, where it's rolled down about halfway; he tabs off some of the ashes off the end, out into the garage. ) A miracle.
( and that in turn brings a smile to reira's own face. she could never claim to be a saint, or by any means someone others could fully rely on, but she tried her best to at least bring a smile to others. whether through her music or through moments like these, she tried.
as she brought the kitten onto red's lap, she held out her hand to the other. )
I'm Layla Serizawa, but much like you, everyone just calls me 'Reira'.
[ Troy's strength allowed him to catch Kabru without budging, even if he had been a heavy man. Thus, Troy was ready to answer him with a warm look and hum ]
That I am.
[ He answers casually. ]
Can't help it, I guess. Just using my height for good.
[ There's a twinkle in his eye when he joked that, still cradling Kabru in his arms. ]
[There isn’t a time Loki can think of where anyone has reacted this way towards him. Before becoming affiliated with the TVA, there had been only two people he knew liked him at all, his brother and his mother. After the TVA he can add Mobius to that list and perhaps Sylvie, though she would never admit it. So to have someone practically swooning over him like this, someone who knows who he is is startling to say the least.
It’s not unpleasant though. Who doesn’t like to be adored?]
It is a pleasure to meet you then, Wade. But, may I ask, Loki season 2?
[Those are all words he recognizes but he just can’t make sense of them all together like that. The rest, at least, lets him know that Wade is likely familiar with the TVA, though self-sacrifice? He doesn’t like the sound of that. Hes’ been hoping since before he arrived that his new skill with time slipping is some sort f sign that he can win, that they will be able to fix the loom.
Hope, it really is a terrible thing.
Loki shakes his head without realizing he’s physically done it as he decides not to think on such things right now. After all, who knows better than he does that anything is possible, anything can be changed. Even if Wade seems to know things, it doesn’t mean they will necessarily come true.]
I’d say that’s not such a bad thing. Some may say I am the God of Brats after all. As for what I like, well I must admit there isn’t much that is off the table. In what I have experienced so far, I would say my favourites are being used for your own pleasure, being restrained and though I have less experience in this area, I think I might like to try a nice spanking or whipping. Oh, and I have no issues about privacy. Whether we retreat to one of these rooms or we do this right here is of no matter to me. All that matters is what you want.
[Part of him worries about giving so much away to someone he’s just met. He is still rather new to being submissive, it isn’t really what his reputation had been back whenever Wade had known him, but there is no point in lying right now. If they are to do this, he might as well enjoy himself.]
[ Troy was about to respond to her but instead lets out a quiet scoff when Stelle kicks him on the side. He's inhumanly tough even for other people with powers, but still, rude. ]
Whoa, whoa. Excuse you, that's my line.
[ Troy didn't move, still lying calmly on his back and on his side of the bed, practically near the edge with how much space he lets Stelle have. ]
Because newsflash, this is actually my room.
theyll figure it out some day probs whenever shes not being a gremlin
Hmm, I can. There's a small problem, though, if you're not careful? That dress you're in could get caught under the wheel.
(she shouldn't lie about that now, having a ripped dress in the golden peacock might not be an issue to some. to others? that would be tragic. obviously the resort does encourage clothes being torn off (in a heated sexual experience) for most people. texas does doubt that the resident guests give much of a damn if people stroll around nude, from her near half a year stay in this hellhole that's been educational for her to discover shame is off the table.
mostly. some people might still have a bit of it, texas doesn't, but that doesn't mean she wants people to see her nude and wandering around. it was super obvious, though, that stelle might need to learn how to drive. unfortunately, texas is not who you want as a driving instructor. not because she gets angry or anything, but because she's prone to speeding off on high speeds. she's traumatized her friends, the doctor, and maybe other poor souls that had the unluckiest day of getting cellinia texas behind the wheel.
don't even ask why anyone would think that's a good idea.)
A positive is that you didn't get hurt, so that's something.
Yeah. I guess it's one of those hypotheticals that will have situational answers...
[ Troy gives gentle nods, seeing himself in either situation where he would have to share the dark side of his past to someone to save their life, or do nothing to spare them the pain of his nightmares.
He smiles, willing to move on to a different topic if Dan Heng wishes to. He takes his card and reads the question quietly. ]
Heh, well, at least this one is less heavy. What is your biggest pet peeve, it says.
Call me Ishmael. And this-- [ gestures at... everything ] is someone's room, apparently. This is neither mine nor yours. Guess someone put us here when we passed out during that party.
[ which is nice of them, she supposes. she reaches over to the bedside table where their breakfast awaits, still piping hot, and takes a mug of coffee. ]
[ Her flirtatious questions is met with a laugh, and made him like her more. She seems to be doing well considering her situation, and that makes him feel a little glad for her. He keeps most of his attention to his food, savoring the side dish of eggs before his gaze flicks up and sees her bending over before a closet. ]
You could say that. Kidnapped, spirited away... Tomato, tomato.
[ He says as he takes a bite out of the slice of tomato on his plate. ]
Keep your guard up in any case. No more twigs or drinking in the future.
[ He jokes, even with a waving of his fork tapping at the air and directed at her ]
[Imagine, not wanting to tell the guy making a habit of saying strange and unpleasant things about your trade secrets....]
[But it's because they understand the same world, or at least a similar one, that Matoba predicts that he can act that way and still ask these questions of Wei Wuxian without too much worry. Indeed: a mage is too obvious to be anything but a mage, no matter their particular circumstances. And they're all damn weirdos.]
I'm familiar with the basics, [He agrees, a mumble over his croissant. Cultivation... That was the origins of onmyouji practices, though he knows little about what, if any modern state it existed in. He tears off a bite and chews thoughtfully for a moment, and after he swallows, adds,] In the past, our clans and those with magic such as yours were far more separate. Nowadays, with most of those families no longer in business, we exorcists tend to come into possession of their remnants, and make use of what we can.
[Time and differences in culture might separate the exacts, but Matoba is certain that the foundations would be similar enough to recognize. And that means it is something he can use.]
...Well. That's how it is for everyone, though. [He adds as an afterthought, and his eye lands back on Wei Wuxian's with a coy smile.] But I disagree that we can't trade. Around here, such abilities are quite useful. Have you noticed, yet? What kind of place this is.
[ Definitely not the best thing she's ever done for her dignity!!!! Skittering out of some smoky sex room like a scalded cat is not something she ever wants to have to repeat. Ever. Ever ever.
She's shunted through the door of their new temporary hideout (thankfully empty) with a reproachful little 'hey!', barely catching herself with the single arm she's managed to get properly situated in the stolen dress instead of ricocheting off of the furniture. Two seconds later and said door slams shut behind them, leaving Mayou looking remarkably like she just lost a fight with a dryer on high heat, blinking owlishly at Dabi with some lingering disorientation from getting slung around so much in such a short span of time.
One more arm through this finicky strap and --- mission accomplished! One new dress and a minor case of petty theft to add to her resume. Be cute, do crimes. Totally legit. ]
...that went better than expected. Huh. [ Oh, the silver lining of being a pessimist. She's either right, or pleasantly surprised. ] Thanks for the save, by the way.
[ Don't let the languid tone fool you - her heart's still pounding rabbit-quick in her chest no matter how hard she's trying to play it cool. Thank fuck he was there to act as the safety net. ]
Fast-forwarding a little because I know nothing about cars lmao
[ Troy smiles and chuckles, eyes taking in the enthusiasm from this young woman, making him forget about their situation for a bit. He nods his head towards the car, wagging his finger for her to come follow him. ]
Come on. I'm not expert, but I can at least give you the basics... I just know enough to do maintenance of the ones I had back home.
[ He's a teacher at heart. Imparting what he knows to others is one of the things that he finds soothing and enjoyable, so he first starts with the hood, opening it up with the raw strength of his fingertips.
Clear and concise in his words, Troy first points to the engine and explaining how it can take fuel and air to generate energy for the wheels, explaining that how combustible fuel creating small explosions to move pistons, going on about the basics and pointing at the parts of the vehicle like he's training a new hire. ]
Whoa now. Slow down, you'll run out of space on your notepad.
[ He pauses his lecture, giving her time to catch up and praising her enthusiasm with a little ribbing ]
[The world? The city? Matoba blinks once with a slightly puzzled expression. Seeing the world, while remaining within one city seems like a contradiction- but perhaps there is something at play that he does not have context for, here...]
[He doesn't concern himself with it, though.] Haha, I think that I could safely assure you that isn't the case, [He says instead. He has seen plenty enough evidence by now that, despite the silliness of the notion, many individuals here are from "different worlds".]
[He waits for Ish to draw a card, and listens as she reads it off. Something flickers in Matoba's face- a slight shift of his lips, it could easily have been a quick suppression at amusement, a naughty smile. It could have been something else, too- like a brief shadow passing over him.]
[Instead, Matoba keeps his face to its passive smile, and lifts his eye thoughtfully to a point just over Ishmael's shoulder, humming in thought and sitting back in his seat.]
I can still see, [Matoba says after a few moments, and tilts his head in a motion that gestures towards the covered right side of his face.] This paper is just thin enough that I can see the impressions and shadows of what's through it, if I focus hard enough. Ah, but it does make things a little difficult to judge, sometimes... Distance, and the like.
[ Matoba's assessment isn't wrong, even with Wei Wuxian's trepidation, he's not ... not going to tell him things. He just knows that there are certain things that even in his world, he should keep to himself. Infamy is fine there, but he doesn't want his reputation to follow him here.
Still, Matoba's answer is interesting, has Wei Wuxian curious despite himself. Our clans, he says. Exorcist he says next and that's something he's familiar with. A practice that deals with the dead, but not in the way he does. More they drive out the malicious ghosts than use them for their own purposes.
... Interesting. This man might be incredibly useful to him, he realizes.
The question comes, what kind of place this is and Wei Wuxian is tempted to make a coy remark about how it's a degenerate's fantasy but. He doesn't think that's what Matoba is asking. He eats his bacon, he looks back at him for a long moment before he lifts a hand to push some hair out of his face and answers simply — ]
It's haunted. The supernatural controls this place, the dead make their living here, the yin energy is immense and suffocating. It plays on the idea of just being focused on sex and that's it but even I can tell, in a few days time, there has to be more to it than that. The dead don't hang around for no reason, not in a place like this. Something's keeping them here.
[ The humidity...! His hair...! Okay, maybe he doesn't want to visit. But he continues to grin bright, looking curious when Troy makes that last comment. Huh! ]
[ If it helps, when he says her name to repeat it back — ]
Clorinde.
[ It's not as natural either. But he moves right along, listening to her and getting even more details over what to expect from this place. With each new interaction comes more understanding and that's a good thing. ]
[ That's a fair read, he can't help but think. In the days since he's arrived, and that terribly long party, he's met plenty of people, all through happenstance and odd circumstances. If that's being facilitated by the House, as it's called, then it's goal must be when Aventurine describes. Or something like it. There's always the case that the goal might be malicious, underhanded. The yin energy this place is soaked in would hint towards that, after all.
Wei Wuxian looks thoughtful, scooping more congee into his mouth and answering Aventurine's first comment with a hum.
The idea of this place being a sentient being isn't unusual to him either. Though, he's never encountered a supernatural entity that's so grandiose. Any cultivator in their right mind would've put it down long before it got to this point, malicious or not. Something having this much power just isn't safe for anyone. And now he's here, trapped here, and at its whims.
He'll watch as Aventurine dresses himself, and then comes closer to serve himself something. The coffee. He doesn't know what that is, assumes it's some sort of drink, but he hasn't tried it. Better stick to the things he knows for now.
Eventually, Wei Wuxian speaks, having processed all that Aventurine's shared with him and come to his own conclusions. With amusement, he comments — ]
You've been here a while, haven't you? None of this is shocking to you at all.
[ Wei Wuxian follows Sylvain's gaze, first to the bar and then up to the ceiling. A curious look strikes him but then he does remember the few folks floating around outside and looks amused despite himself. ]
Well, I'm definitely not interested in any "bubbly shit", [ Ha! ] But I could use some wine. I wonder if they'll have anything I'm familiar with in here.
[ They didn't out there, which was a shame, but new locales means new drinks, right? ]
[ Wei Wuxian lifts a hand, waving it dismissively at Dan Heng's well intentioned concern. He sleeps! Of course he sleeps! ]
Bed at chou shi, rising at si shi. Like a normal person. [ And NOT like a crazy lunatic who wakes up at mao shi instead, thank you very much. ] I get plenty of rest!
[ Though he doesn't realize that the units of time he just referred to are things Dan Heng might not possibly know. He thinks everyone knows it! It's time, after all!
But he's already reaching for a new card, even before Dan Heng can reply. ]
Hm. Ah! "Who is the most important person in your life?" [ What is WITH these questions? ] ... Huh.
[ Someone absolutely would crack their head if they attempted to hug right now. Probably Wei Wuxian knowing his luck. But they'll get there — they have plenty of time after all.
And thankfully, Wei Wuxian would never judge Sizhui for doing what he had to to make it through the places he's been. Sex is sex, it's perfectly natural and even fun. He'd be glad to know Sizhui hasn't hampered himself because of the Lan clan rules. Being in a whole other world changes the stakes, after all.
There's no worry here about what Sizhui said. Well, no, maybe some but it's not enough to keep him from asking after it, wanting to know what Sizhui has dealt with in his time away from home. So, yes, Wei Wuxian decides to lead with curiosity over concern. For now. ]
A puca... [ He doesn't know what that is, he realizes. But a dragon, he does! ] Huh. You must look very impressive as a dragon, I can imagine it now.
[ The horns, the tail, maybe even one of those dragon beards. Very impressive. ]
Gembonded... What an interesting side effect. Do you know why the gem was put in you in the first place?
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