【 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.
▶ 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. This month we also have an ongoing ATP / EMP where players can connect. Please feel free to utilize this for all of your peafowl needs!
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
[You see this icon, Akira? That's how he's looking. Yes, he needs detail. Because from Chobe's perspective he's just sounding more and more like a man whore. Distorted thoughts? Desires? Is. . .is this like a kink??
And damn, Akira's red. Hell maybe he's too late and Akira's already been sold off. Damn yeah, that's gotta be it. Joker's new to this life and still hasn't learned to throw away shame. Sucks for him. . .!
Anyway better explain before Chobe makes up a more elaborate story in his head.]
Haha. Depends what you consider to be a lucky roll here, my friend.
( there are good and... awkward combinations, yes. but none of it would be such a huge loss, a game made on the foundation of low risk and high reward. topaz would've liked it, he thinks. he prefers something with a big more risk, for the satisfaction of it all. for the true flavor of a good roll of the dice.
so aventurine picks the pair both, feels the dice between his fingers, plays with them. a demonstration of his luck... he can only wonder what that looks like here.
when the dice lands on 4 and 2 respectively, maybe aventurine understand what that means. )
Hm~ Can't say I'm dissatisfied with the roll. It's not often I get to be on my knees for a handsome man. ( yeah, he didn't have to say it like that, but of course aventurine will. ) So, what do you think? Over the clothes, or would you prefer to strip?
[WHY DOES HE SUDDENLY HAVE THE URGE TO SMOTHER CHOBE WITH A PILLOW]
It's both a literal and a metaphorical thing.
[wheeeee they're taking yet ANOTHER turn around a parking lane in this gigantically huge garage. driving around like this is getting kind of boring]
Imagine a world created only from the cognition of humans. A world molded by people's thoughts, emotions, wants and desires. [a beat] And not just the salacious ones.
[ Red gives him a look, but when she doesn't actually stop him from taking food right off of her plate, he decides it's clearly permission to keep bothering her. After all, they are both stuck there, essentially teammates since they are facing the same situation. Doesn't that mean they are partners already?
Well, he's going to keep picking bites up off of her plate anyway. ]
Yes, something like that. It's a place that seems to collect people, and people are good at providing energy. Maybe because the owner is jealous, or maybe it's something something they can't produce themselves, but if they were bringing us here just to get rid of us or take something more directly, they wouldn't have to create such an elaborate stage to do it, right? They're providing us with motivation.
[ He pops another bite into his mouth and chews thoughtfully on it. ]
( the kind of sensual torture that aventurine is a little too much into, with the all too quick way in which rude gives him exactly what he wanted then takes it away. it puts a particular smile on his face, the crazed type that enjoys being denied the pleasure his body seeks. he'll have to give it to rude this time.
maybe because after their conversation about where intimacy begins and ends, he didn't quite expect to feel that same tongue at his hole; aventurine doesn't reject the feeling in the least, welcoming it instead, in spite of the last time he had been subjected to this very same thing. maybe it's the lack of false promises - allegedly - that doesn't make it so bad, this time, his head hanging low and breathing measured. unconsciously, he even stands on his toes, making it easier for rude, chasing after the feeling.
so much for licking away his precum, when aventurine can feel himself leaking all over again. )
... Is that where you learned to do this kind of thing? ( because even through choked gasps and held back moans aventurine will yap. ) I almost thought, mm, that you would enjoy kisses and hand holding instead.
[He opens up his mouth to respond because--literal?? Okay ripping out people's hearts sounds fucking badass. But Akira continues and Chobe almost goes cross eyed. WELL...THE RIPPING OUT HEARTS IS STILL COOL...!]
Right, so, magic bullshit?
[Nailed it.]
I'll believe it when I see it. Right now my desire is to get out of this fucking cavern! Can ya steal a way out? Or at least some different scenery?
( well that was a surprising response to her idle conversation. she hadn’t quite put that much thought or depth into her own answer, simply parroting a thought she always held. others in her life would just tell her to suck it up, it was her job, etc. and judge her for being so casual about the whole thing.
for as cold and calculating as he was, he gave a rather thoughtful answer. enough to stump her into silence and actually think about what he was saying with a clear and focused mind.
as the waitress came back around with their water, and reira took it into her hands, she looked down at it briefly before speaking up. )
I should do that….but I also don’t know much about this place at all. For all I know it could just endless partying all day…leaving little room for me to be alone.
( without the financial pressure of having to succeeded she could also just write whenever. )
( whether she wanted it or not, reira was immediately hooking her finger into hers and giving a firm grip before releasing. she didn’t forget about her kitten friend, scooping it up at the same time she rose up and stood before red. )
Well I guess I should get going, see what else I can find out about this place.
( not that she was too concerned about it in the end, but she felt this was what everyone seemed to want to do or expected of her. )
[ What an elegant partner he's stumbled into. By happy accident, probably not even by the House's design if he's honest, Seimei has managed to find himself across from a handsomely dressed figure who he can tell is brimming with some kind of energy. He's fascinated already, even before knowing anything more about this stranger, and the fox part of him wants to seduce his reluctant new companion into something warm.
He has to hold back and smile politely, resisting the urge to tease Dan Heng right away. ]
Of course. I'll be happy to play a game with you. But you seem troubled. Are you not a fan of dice, or is it merely the company that you are tired of?
It'd be better for me to take the penalty than you, probably.
[At least he has his King Rank to back him up in most circumstances, it'd probably even do him well here, if he's honest. Especially if she seems to be getting so worked up about it to begin with. It really isn't fair to throw her in the deep end so soon, even if this is, admittedly, rather tame in comparison to everything else that could have happened and has happened previously. ]
It wouldn't be if I ditched for the rest of the game. Then you'd be able to get free of it and go elsewhere.
[The new boy seems to have caught on. But rather than looking shocked and disturbed, he looks...
Relieved?
That's the impression Hiyori gets, and he blinks for a second at the "not that bad" comment. Drugging people to make them want to have sex with each other is certainly pretty bad in his view! But if the new boy thought he was talking about poison, then he supposes that would seem like the lesser of two evils. At least you can't die from aphro poisoning! (... He hopes.)]
As a matter of fact, it does.
[He addresses only Kabru's last comment, smile settling on his lips again.]
Or so they say. I can't sense magic for myself, but someone who's been here a long time said that the resort feeds on us. Our intimacy, and our "fate," whatever that means.
[The person who told him was Jin Mingming. She's the woman who runs the Red Cardinal, and she used to be a player in the game—but that was a long time ago, and she used her wish on something besides going home, apparently. He did a quest to get information from her, but there's still a lot he doesn't understand about how the resort works. He's not familiar with magic and doesn't grasp things like "fate" too well. The boy in his arms, however, sounds like he might know something about the former. And that prompts Hiyori to ask:]
Of course. I would never force your hand unless necessary. [Wriothesley isn’t really the type who enjoys exerting force if it’s not necessary. Though-] But I would like to clear up a misconception. No matter what it is, you are no burden to me Neuvillette. I hope that you will understand that I see your concerns and yourself to never be such so I hope you will also see that.
[Wriothesley’s gaze softens as he smiles at the man over the lip of his teacup.] I would be more than happy to help shoulder anything as I know you are equally dependable.
[He sips his tea before placing the cup down. It’s then that Wriothesley speaks about the resort. He talks about how they’re assigned a suit pertaining to cards and that each suit seems to have different effects to their host and that they seem to activate if one abstains too long. Wriothesley goes over the hierarchy and how the ranks truly force this idea to fight to reach to the top because the higher one is, the comfier than life is.
He speaks about the games. How they usually pertain to a suit and that the games usually are there to encourage, or force, them to partake in sex to reap rewards. Usually they very rarely can avoid the games, though some are tamer than others. Wriothesley is thorough in his talk, though it seems he purposely leaves out more personal experiences pertaining to the games.]
Honestly, the amount of free time we have is really the maddening. I’ve found myself dabbling in tinkering more and I had been introduced to other things to keep my time. I find myself spending a lot of time with others than keeping myself. It’s… well I find that even after a year, I’m surprised. The people here are varied to say the least, but many of them are kind.
[ He makes an attempt to steal another snack and ends up thwarted when Red pulls her plate away. Chasing after it, Seimei reaches for the food to no avail. Alas. But that doesn't mean he's given up quite yet. ]
That's true. They could enjoy their work. In fact, since there are so many games involved, I'm sure they do. I suppose the better question is, are you going to play along?
[ The resort certainly doesn't make doing anything else easy, but it's always worth asking. After all, the fox likes poking his nose into their business as much as he does anyone else's. ]
( that... was a loud explosion sounding off in the distance just now. fireworks maybe? the party would certainly call for them, and she figures there are more dangerous things this part of the way than sparklers flying around in circles and breaking a window or two.
but alas, robin would be so lucky. because nothing's really broken, no escape routes to be seen, even if the woman that's been thrown onto the ground in front of her definitely lands in a sad, crumpled heap with the kind of narrative irony describable only by murphy's law.
what color are rin's panties? well, whatever they are, robin definitely got an eyeful... but at least she's averting her gaze as she makes the half-circle around to do a quick body check. )
[yeah unfortunately sometimes he likes the way it burns]
Hang onto your ass, Bandit King.
[VROOM VROOM, he's revving that engine some more, before he turns his gaze onto the path ahead of him. he has a clear shot of the garage wall, framed by a few more fancy cars. target: locked]
I can't be held responsible for what happens next--!
[AND THEN HE FLOORS IT. PEDAL TO THE METAL!!!]
[the vehicle lurches forward, rocketing across the garage like a bullet, headed right for the wall]
So you'd prefer to be the one in harm's way, despite your crippling fear of what may happen to you. [ It's not a question, but more like a confirmation of something he's half-expecting. An answer that clearly falls short of whatever expectations J might have had upon meeting another demon.
One of the candelabras gracing the buffet table boasts a series of unlit candlesticks. Maybe someone pinched the flames out as a prank or in an attempt to seduce someone else, they used their mouth in an impromptu fire-eating act. Whatever the cause, it distracts from the opulence of the spread. It's not as pressing an issue as the welfare of whomever recently was skydiving into a crowd, but it's enough of an eyesore to coax him into action.
J's gaze tracks idly over his forefinger and thumb as they rub together, creating a friction that slowly builds. With a quiet snap a small flame erupts from the motion, dancing wildly as it perches upon slender fingertips. The small light it creates illuminates pale features as he gives Nova a withering look before moving to light each of the barren candlesticks, one by one. ]
How long do you think you'll last by putting your needs second to those of everyone else? [ This place isn't the pointless bang party it appears to be but a dangerous competition. Participants claw their way to the top to try and win their freedom or something more valuable than that. Some have even died in the process and practically everyone has had a dangerous run-in or two. Not only that, but if the previous contestant who won Game 52 and just happened to stick around to tell his tale afterward is an example of what it takes to succeed here, then J can say for certain not an iota of that involves self-sacrifice. ]
[for the sake of nobody dying of stupidity in this thread, I'm gonna say the distance traveled was. . . not that much. so despite Akira's sudden acceleration, the car slams into the wall hard enough to total the front with a sickening crunch. . . but that's about it!]
[the impact will jostle Akira and Chobe around quite a bit (MIND THE SEATBELT AND HOW IT DIGS INTO ONE'S SKIN UPON SUDDEN DECELERATION). a sharp hiss now fills the air as the poor radiator leaks all over the steaming hot engine. Akira. . . well]
[he wheezes a bit from his position bent over the steering wheel before he sits up, hair tousled and robe hanging slightly off his shoulder]
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