【 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.
[ Buddy...what do you have against dogs...but for better or for worse, Jiaoqiu is very much a fox — right down to his impish nature. If he had an inkling he were in actual danger right now, he might be a bit more cautious, but as it is...
His brows draw together, in apparent concern. ]
The complete facial reconstruction. That's why we don't recognize each other, surely. You seem particularly out of sorts — are you feeling alright? Maybe I should check your vitals.
[ not him going "back in my days" like an old man, help
but huh, that's interesting. she'd thought that everyone here would've had to ease themselves into this resort's culture and environment over time, so she's quite surprised to hear that someone's already used to those shenanigans before coming here. ]
What's stopping you from pursuing it again, though? I mean, you're...
[ Unphased, unbothered, un....sleepy? she's getting out of bed to check on the package. There's never been any reason to be embarrassed in her eyes, even before she arrived in the resort. As the blanket slides off her, the mark of clubs is visible on her right hip. ]
Not particularly.
[ She's neither interrupted nor does she need any more rest than what she's already managed. ]
There's some food if you're hungry.
[ Along with the resorts usual amenities, but that's probably less important than making sure this guy doesn't starve.
[ He left the ring at the height of his career. He's got plenty of trophies, a championship belt, and a rather gruesome, severed arm belonging to giant monster that he defeated with his bare hands. There's a reason why, but for somebody with as much bravado as he has, Beowulf doesn't feel like it's a detail he can share with a near stranger. That's being vulnerable and showing a side of him that he isn't too proud about.
Though, for a moment, Ishmael will see she's struck some sort of weak spot. He's great at acting though and covering it up. ]
[ Game recognizes game, even if it's a game ill-advised to play in the first place. That's what makes it fun — even if there's a chance they might get caught, there's no harm in seeing how far they can go with this. Jiaoqiu may not realize he's snagged a high-ranking guest, but it's better that way. ]
I couldn't have said it better myself. Much as I enjoy the merriment, a bit of respite will energize and cleanse the soul.
[ With a familiar nod at this complete stranger, Jiaoqiu starts towards the club's door again, aiming for nonchalance and surefootedness. Of course he belongs somewhere like this. ]
And you? How have you found this marathon of festivities? You never were one to settle for a boredom.
[ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. . . Akira is used to rolling with the punches. the entire last year and a half of his life had been marked by the unbelievable, after all. so while he isn't exactly thrilled about being pulled into yet another strange. . . world? dimension?? whatever this place is?? against his will, he at least can adapt to it rather easily]
[christ, though. when will the collective universe acknowledge his agency and freedom that he has FOUGHT SO HARD to maintain??]
. . . ah. I see you have me at a disadvantage.
[now that the reality of things is beginning to sink in, Akira finds himself stiffening, posture suddenly a bit guarded. somehow, having someone know his name right off the bat-- and anything else that might go along with that-- is more uncomfortable for him than. . . literally everything else he was just told]
[ oh. well. if she's going to just walk around stark naked, she'll have to forgive him for allowing his eyes to very briefly wander. ahem. as for jing yuan, he has no suit to speak of as yet, but his body does bear several scars - some old and faded, some slightly newer; the marks of battle.
hungry? ah, food - yes. clearing his throat, jing yuan glances toward the tray laden with food and, with a put-upon sigh, pushes himself up to sit, the soft blankets falling to his hips. well, if she's going to bare her tits, so is he!! ]
I am, as a matter of fact.
[ the food at the event was plentiful, but it was all rather.. rich, for his tastes. the scent of bacon is quite alluring. ]
Would you like some, as well? There's more than enough for us both to enjoy.
[ But that expression is gone in a near instant and he rakes his hand through his hair, flipping it, nearly sparkling once again. ]
Of course I don't look bad! Hell, I'm 287 pounds of sex appeal, baby! Don't you worry your little self 'bout me. I'll make a come back! That's what I was doing before I was brought here, actually. I think all of this is just gonna give me a leg up with it all.
[ hurriedly standing up!! and.. going towards the bathroom again. ]
How's this. Lemme draw a bath for you. It would probably feel nice to have that all that pretty hair cleaned up, right?
[ The requisite for being a ghost means not having died, right? But if that's the case what does that make her? Under her breath she can't help but mutter - ]
At least that makes one of us.
[ Whether or not he hears it or not is impossible for her to know. A cloud threatens to loom over what should otherwise be (as far as she knows) a lovely evening and she catches herself, shooing it away with a shake of her head in favour of paying attention to something ridiculous instead. Thank god for purposefully short attention spans and a preference for non-serious situations. In protest she raps against the trunk with her knuckle. ]
Hey! You'd be lucky to have my soul if you won it in some weird ghost game.
[ Despite the scolding she will at least start to look for a way to open this thing. ]
And you can't blame me for being careful. Just a couple of months ago there were painted versions of ourselves trying to switch places with us.
Lets see... Since you're a new arrival again without memories, that makes you a "Wildcard". They'll expect you to have sex here, and they're not above drugging food and drink to do so.
[Remember that macaron he grabbed? He spins it between his knuckles, before taking a bite. Look at him, being so bold and brave. He definitely won't regret this later, or anything, considering his luck.]
And if you do end up staying here, they'll give you a suit and rank. Mine's spades, and I'm a King. [He flashes the tattooed mark on his wrist as he pulls up his sleeve.] You'll get one of these, you don't have a choice on where they end up, it seems. The higher your rank, the better you're treated, the lower the worse. The house usually does things like this to mark the arrival of new blood into the casino, but sometimes it can be less... fun than this. A few months ago people turned into monsters.
It'd be a shame to leave such a piece of fine silver behind. No doubt I'll find a use for it, though for the time being...
[ Just stow it away in his sash and hide his prize? No, instead he pauses for a moment before spinning the wheel again, reaching back to his intricate braids and tucking the spoon alongside the pins that hold hair back.
What a fashion icon. Turning to give his companion a nod, Jiaoqiu steps back up to the wheel and throws another spin, and this time, it lands on a 2. Chocolate syrup! The attendant announces his prize, before another moves forward to hand over to him. ]
...I have to admit, I had slightly different expectations from the so-named "sex toy roulette". Maybe you'd like to give it a try?
[ Not that he COULDN'T use the chocolate syrup for sex, but it's still not exactly what he had in mind. Was this all just a gimmick to get them through the door? ]
[ The kindness gets... Well, it gets a rather cautious look, as though he's waiting for the backhanded portion of the comment to no avail. When he realizes it isn't coming, he shakes himself a little like a dog. Was he tense? Sure, he has no idea what's going on, but this is... decently normal Ishmael behavior, except with maybe a fraction less bickering. No one said there was a bickering quota for the two of them. She can be nice if she wants to. He could too, if he really felt like it. So there.
... Wait, there was a question, wasn't there? He walks back and is silently grateful that it was relatively straightforward. ]
Simple. I was in my room on the bus, sleepin'. Or about to sleep. We just got back from the Railway, I was right knackered.
[that. . . is not quite what Akira meant, but it's on him for not being more clear. and the information is still appreciated, as someone who is (apparently) still trying to regain his bearings. watch the food and drink he consumes, mind how pushy the staff will get about him doing his business, something about suites and ranks. . . though it would be apt if he could remain a Wild Card, wouldn't it. . .]
[but more importantly than any of that. . .?]
You make it sound like a low budget porn movie. . .
[couldn't he at least be dragged into a good one!!!]
look we always had fun threads (i was gintoki HEHE)
[ WHY ARE THE HOTTEST GIRLS ALWAYS SO MEAN... but it's okay, he's probably into some of this. He definitely is, actually. Anyway, it muffles him out enough to where he does shut the fuck up, but he pries the pillow off of his mouth and takes in a big gasp of air. ]
Oh, come onnnn, baby! You seriously don't watch television. I'm a legend there! Everybody knows my name! Look, I'm already havin' a great time here, you don't gotta ruin it already with your attitude!
You know what would make you feel better? Gettin' hydrated! You thirsty?
That's not a wrong way to look at it... There's also ghosts here. They'll feel you up. Or drag you places. The elevators are also haunted and the only way to appease them is to fuck in front of the portraits.
[...]
Though escaping out the fire exit sometimes works.
[ The surprise is mutual, even if you couldn't tell by Jiaoqiu's unflappable demeanor. There are certainly some from home that Jiaoqiu would be less thrilled to see here — the general and Moze have so much on their plates, if anyone was expendable enough to be dragged into this, it's him — but Dan Heng is an intriguing individual, one he'd like to get to know better, and...
Familiar. That matters more to him than Jiaoqiu would have expected. ]
The Yaoqing inspires a distinctly competitive spirit in even the best of us, and I'm no exception. I'm a little surprised to hear you're playing, however. [ Said in tone more curious than anything else. ] If I may...which card did fate choose for you today?
[ Or, what he's asking, in so many words: is Dan Heng a possible complementary match for him? ]
[this whole place is just a super haunted hotel. haunted by horny ghosts. he sees!!!]
[(he does not see)]
[at any rate. . . Akira gives a wave of his hand, before he too plucks up a macaron, toying with it between his fingers much how Kazuya had earlier]
I wouldn't call myself a prude. [he is the complete opposite and he knows it, inexperienced as he would consider himself. but he is still as hot-blooded as the next guy his age] But I'll be doing things on my own terms, I think.
[and with that, he tosses his head back and pops the macaron into his mouth. delicious!!]
Of course. I don't think anyone from the outside is going to force you into anything here. But... There is a time limit on things. It's different for different people, but eventually the suit they give you will flare, and you'll pretty much be brought to your needs and start begging or start jumping people.
[He looks away, a little ashamed...]
Good luck, and all that. Hope you come to terms with things real fast.
[He did... Now he's... Alright with it? It's fucked up, but yeah. He's mostly alright with it now.]
Ah... And if you end up with any girls... Nothing can happen, if you catch my meaning.
[The protag curse of saying the most HEINOUS shit.]
[ At least there's someone conscious inside, though from behind a thick layer of glass, it sounds a bit touch and go. And likewise, familiar...? How could he not remember the first voice he'd heard when awakening in this place. Paused on that threshold, Kizuna's senses fan, latching onto that little spark, all pale sweetness. ]
Oh! I know that voice! [ He jiggles the handle again, more gently this time. ] We were married, once.
[ Pleasant and mellow now as he considers his options. ]
Alivian's breath hitches, growls again, and he offers more kisses in turn, lips brushing against Hank's jaw, beard and all.
"Yes--"
He stifles a curse, groaning as his chest is played with anew. His breathing huffs, and he partly ducks his head to endure it, especially when the second clamp is applied. It hurts, of course, but it's nothing compared to his usual aches and pains. His cock throbs and strains, and he lets out a soft, keening whine as pleasure multiplies; that jewel weight isn't light, and it sends almost overwhelming shocks through him with every flick.
He still wonders what it would feel like if any of these clamps were put on his dick. Or the soft skin between tail and ass.
Having it on his knot wouldn't be pleasant, he's certain.
"Dear gods--"
His hips shake a little with it, and he shoves a hand to the front of his pants to open them up-- just in time for kisses again. His own efforts are awkward, but he kisses back, slightly long tongue pressing back to Hank's in an invitation to kiss deeper. With that touch, should he follow, Alivian clearly has four fangs in his possession - the pair on top larger than the ones on the bottom.
[. . . for the briefest of moments, Akira feels a small flicker of concern when Kazuya turns away, seemingly ashamed of his roundabout confession. his shoulders ease, guard dropping slightly, brows furrowing as he studies the mysterious stranger carefully, mind racing to think of the right words]
[there really aren't any, though. and truly. . . if that's the way things are, then Akira will have a lot to plan for. ah. . . provided he really doesn't wake up eight hours from now sprawled out comfortably in his own bed]
[BUT THEN, KAZUYA SAYS THAT, AND I. HELP. IT'S IMPORTANT TO KNOW, BUT HELP??]
[ Truthfully, this is the kind of reception that Jiaoqiu expected to be met with — or would expect, were he anywhere than a resort built on pleasure and indulgence. Like a thread drawn just out of reach, this stranger's reluctance only intrigues him further. If he isn't here to play the game, then what drew him here instead?
He offers a gentle chuckle that's both good-natured and genuine. He won't be offended if he's rejected, but he hasn't given up yet! ]
Ah, but you know what they say! A stranger is just a friend you haven't met yet. [ Okay grandpa, that was pretty cringe. ] In any case, I might argue the game's vulgarity is what makes it best suited to play with a stranger. That way, you won't have to look a familiar face in the eye, in case you wind up...
[ Dropping his voice into a hushed tone, leaning forward conspiratorially towards Sunday: ]
He just lets it happen. Even if it's super important to know, okay! Sometimes... Sometimes Condoms are just Not Around when you're getting hot and heavy with a girl and then you both end up running to the clinic for plan B in a shamed panic only to be told you dont need it...]
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