【 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.
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▶ 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!
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[ Kabru normally paces himself when it comes to drinking, so blacking out completely is a rarity unless he's alone and having a particularly rough night. With people, he would never let himself get to this state; let alone where others can see him. It's a true mystery how he got here, but that's probably chalked down to the decadent influence of the rest of the casino.
Unfortunately for Ishmael, that means he's now here beside her, and he's somehow stripped himself down to his underwear. These hands? They are reaching out to draw in whatever he can, because the mornings can be cold and it's nice to have a warm body to hold. It isn't the first impression, and a sober and awake Kabru would never dream of it, but he's knocked out right now and has no capacity for logical thought. ]
...Nnn ... Mom -- [ yeah this is the worst first impression ever ]
I'll just slam both their heads against the next wall ...
[after the initial shock has rubbed off, Reno can't help but chuckle. He knows Rude would never actually hurt him, so this? This is an interesting reaction. And damn, he can feel Rude's cock hard against his skin, making Reno almost moan .. or did he just moan? He doesn't know any more.]
Shit dude, I can feel how hard you are, you sure you don't wanna fuck? You seem like ya need it, and it might make me take it back that you're a chicken.
[ ah yes, jing yuan understands the pain of the glorious burden of big tits. condolences, friend. thankfully his military suit is very nicely fitted across his own giant honkers! condolences, friend.
at any rate, jing yuan sits back with an easy smile as his new partner chooses a card, and answers accordingly. ]
.. an interesting answer. You must be invested in the well-being of ecosystems.
[ elsewise why would he offer such advice when he could offer anything at all? jing yuan is, however, in agreement. mostly. when it comes to the denizens of abundance, it's all slaughter all the time, but then the xianziou alliance is a nation always at war.
sitting forward, he carefully draws a card from the middle. ]
Hmm. "If you could change an event from the past, would you?" [ ah, what a question indeed - who would not wish to do as much, given the opportunity? and yet - ] .. no, I do not think that I would. There can be no guarantee that the outcome would be better than your current circumstance.
[Reno laughing at him just makes the situation worse. He grinds against him, hears that moan, and feels it's going to be impossible to get out of this situation without giving in. It would be so easy..
He keeps one hand pressed against Reno's back while his other one pulls his cheeks apart so he can see his hole, that he's probably sore there. Rude doesn't understand why he wants it so bad, but decides not to get caught up in his thoughts.]
You're the one who needs it. You won't fucking let it go. [He looks around for lube, and it's within reach on one of the hangover trays, slicking his cock thoroughly before nudging inside him cautiously in case Reno changes his mind.]
[ just as is expected of him, and entirely in character, jing yuan is as lazy as a cat in a sunbeam right now, making no move to rise from the bed at all, but instead blinking blearily through the warm, slanting light.
ah. what a lovely face it is that greets him. a warm smile spreads across jing yuan's features. ]
I should hope I am not a strange bedfellow at all, esteemed General.
[ he teases, light dancing in his sleepy golden eyes before he lifts a hand to muffle a wide yawn behind his knuckles. there's the wafting scent of breakfast nearby, tempting him greatly, but the warm bed and warmer company keep him right where he is. ]
I hope you are not too terribly hungover.
[ because he knows that you got absolutely shitfaced, feixiao. he's teasing, of course, and to drive that point home he reaches to gently swipe his thumb against her nose. ]
[ well, that certainly tracks with what he knows about the yaoqing, and its wild, fearless general. ]
Ah, well..
[ his choice was rather less than a real choice, but that is neither here nor there. as for his choice to play this particular game, well, it's a good thing that jiaoqiu cannot see the way his cheeks and ears brighten with a flush, though like as not he'll hear the bashfulness in his voice. ]
.. submissive.
[ which is partly nervewracking, and partly relieving, given that he has very little experience, here. ]
[ hey wow that's incredibly rude?? dan heng gasps in shock when his (rathr sensitive) horn is so suddenly snagged, wrenching back immediately, his expression tight with annoyance. ]
No, I am not - you could have asked that without grabbing me, you realize.
[ he's halfway across the bed at this point, frowning deeply. ]
[To be fair, Reno isn't laughing at Rude, but more at the situation overall. And to be fair, if it was anyone else but Rude who would push him onto the bed like this after having just yelled at each other, Reno wouldn't be this relaxed, or even still pushing for more. He would probably free himself within seconds and break the guy's neck without hesitation.]
You're the one who's rubbing his hard dick against me, I'm just tryin' to help a guy out here,
[He protests, though he knows it's bullshit. Fuck, he just wanted to get laid by Rude for years, and now that it happened, he isn't supposed to remember any of it? Yeah no, that's not gonna fly in any shape or form.
He moans again as Rude pulls his cheeks apart, getting a good look at his most private part. Shit, this shouldn't turn him on as much as it does, but it's fucking Rude, so whatever he does, it's gonna make Reno horny. The sound of a bottle cap clicking open is almost a relief and when he feels Rude pushing against his entrance, Reno just grins, telling himself to relax, moaning loudly when Rude pushes inside him and spreads him wide open.]
[ oh. dan heng wouldn't have been surprised if he had backed out - that is a deeply personal question, even if he is not expected to expound upon his answer. mild surprise flits across his expression, before dan heng simply nods his head. ]
I can understand what that is like.
[ for most of his life he was terribly, achingly lonely, after all - only recently has he found the warmth of acceptance.. and something like home. he'll leave the line of conversation open, if wei wuxian would like to follow the thread, but in case he would not, dan heng leans in to deftly pluck another card from near the center of the house.
he flips it over, face up on the table where they can both read - Early to bed, or a night owl? - though he does not yet answer. ]
[ .. overwhelming is certainly one way to put it. ]
I.. yes, it can be. It is.
[ it's just. it's all so much, especially for someone like dan heng, who is a bit of a natural recluse, with very little sexual experience to speak of. he glances briefly at the offered hand, thankfully understanding the meaning - handshakes are a common form of greeting on many worlds. he offers a shake, his palm oddly cool against sylvain's warmth. ]
[Well, Reno does have special training, including how to get out of places he is being held in against his will. Something enhanced with magic might pose a bit more of a challenge, but he's sure that there are still ways to figure this thing out.]
Yeah, consent is kinda an important thing at times, even for some magical being,
[He leans in closer as the map appears, eyes flickering over the 3D model and taking in the different floors and markings that explain what exactly each floor is supposed to be.]
So no one knows exactly how many floors there are? Do they maybe even change from time to time?
[He scratches the back of his head, still studying the place.]
Interesting that there's even universities in this place. Like, why would anyone wanna go there while being trapped in a place? Also what's down there?
[ he sure did not!! well. i mean, okay, technically yes he has always had them, but they were hidden well beneath his cloudhymn-woven disguise. they certainly do stand out, a bit.
he notices the way her eyes flicker up toward them, but he cannot blame her for her curiosity. even among the vidyadhara, those with horns are exceedingly rare. ]
I see.. that sounds like a nightmare, if I'm honest.
[ reclusive as he is, dan heng very, very much appreciates his alone time. ]
I take it that you have been here for some time, then.
[his eyes follow the direction in which Gojou is pointing, catching a glimpse of the mysterious green liquid in the bottle, and he raises one eyebrow. Well, it's not like he hasn't had a lot of shit alcohol before, so why not have a bit of fun with this guy? Including a big of a "no risk, no fun" approach towards the shots.]
Well, let's see how bad ya picked, Gojou,
[He grins and takes the small shotglass with the green drink in his uncuffed hand, holding out to Gojou.]
Name's Reno, by the way. To an interesting evening, as it seems?
lol, isn't he already bullied enough by having these guys as employees?
Good point. I mean, I don't mind this place, but it would've been nice to get at least asked. I like a good party, but normally I prefer to get there while being conscious, 'n able to leave whenever I want to,
[He looks around the crowd, and he can indeed see people who seem to purposefully stay away from the games, hiding themselves away from the masses and don't seem overly fond of the whole sexually loaded air within the casino. His eyes narrow. That's something that leaves a bit of a bitter taste in his mouth, but that's once again something to store away in the back of his mind for later.]
Likewise, [He shakes the other's hand and his focus directs itself more towards the actual games on offer.]
Well. I myself plan on definitely enjoying myself for as long as I'm here. I apparently just "won" the sex toy roulette, so that's done. Is there anything else that you can recommend? A personal favorite of yours maybe? I'm up for anythin' at this point.
[Akira had expected a clever quip in response, but the moment Akechi's gaze narrows, he realizes the time for teasing has passed. his smile doesn't fade, but it does soften. just a touch]
. . . you know I missed you, right? Moron. Idiot.
[the dice rattle in his hand once more, before he tosses them casually onto the table, where they land face up on 11 and 6. sniff elbow. truly wish I was making these rolls up for him but the dice honestly hate him that much]
[HE SNORTS]
And I'm figuring it out as I go. [still gaining his bearings. still figuring out how, exactly, he wants to approach things] If you're worried about me. . . don't be.
[whatever he decides, one thing will certainly be true: he has always been stubbornly true to himself. he is stubbornly determined to make sure this place doesn't change that]
[Waking up like this is almost nostalgic for Xiao Xingchen.
Perhaps earlier on in his time at this place, he would have jumped up in bed, flushed red--but he feels no urgency. It's still a bit embarrassing, but now he only straightens up with a sigh. At least the other person sounds untroubled by this situation.
He reaches up to touch the bandages around his head - which may have not been easy for someone to notice under his slightly disheveled hair and the hood of his own fluffy robe - confirming that they're there before he turns himself to sit on the side of the bed. His experience here has also led him to not discount the possibility that the other might assume his eyes are covered as a part of a kink, anyway.
Towards the other person, he gives a smile and a light laugh, a little flustered from another of these situations but taking it mostly in stride.]
That's all right. You can have as much of it as you like.
[Xiao Xingchen will just eat what's leftover to make sure it isn't wasted.]
[ he is mildly terrified to see what a bad dream would have beowulf doing in his sleep damn. he laughs as kisses stud their way along his skin. his fingers trail along marks he barely recalls making, though they fit him just right as he turns at precisely the right moment to meet the other eye to eye. his skin is flushed, because maybe he can't help but enjoy all of the kissing.
his hands come around eventually, fingertips tilting the others head up beneath his chin with a low hum. ]
I don't usually forget the names of the people I sleep with, but I blame it on the casino... now let me get a better look at you.
[ a palm pushes flat against his chest, rolling him over onto his back or at least nudging him to do so. he doesn't plan on going far, immediately straddling beowulf to get a better look at him, sheets pooling down his hips. his body starts to collect every sweet ache in him like a reminder that pulses with his heartbeat. if he went at it with a guy this big, he isn't surprised to really be feeling it now as he's waking. ]
I'm Eiden. Been here half a year and some change... so I'm happy to give you an extra welcome. [ as he slowly leans down to press them chest to chest now as fingers slide back into his hair as he plants a kiss right there on the corner of his mouth to tease. ] —think you'll remember this time?
[ reki perks up, going from mildly frustrated to intrigued within a half-second. behind him he reaches out for the wagon handle, not even hesitating to follow the other's instruction and keep pace at his side. ]
Oh — you aren't new?
[ okay, so yusuke had pretty much spoken earlier as if he had a good handle of the place, but it literally didn't occur to reki until this very moment that they were all that different in footing. the circumstances threw him off... but maybe the quality of the other guy's robe should have clued him in earlier. in any case, it definitely seems like a good idea to stick around this guy for now. ]
Do you know where they took my clothes, too??
Count Marzo Kalif | Masters of the Universe (200X) | New player
[Like everyone else who's ever come here, Marzo's arrival occurs during sleep. Even before he awakes, he can sense a change in the magical aether about him, and he's alert to it.
He's not where he was when he laid himself down to sleep. He's also nude. Mostly.
One eye open.
Two.
He summons a ball of light, since it's currently dark around him, and he takes in his surroundings.
He's inside some kind of ... something. Something a bit cramped, due to the low ceiling overhead, and the width of the space around him. It looks like he can stand upright, but the ceiling will only be a few inches higher than the crown of his head.
He directs the light some more.
Opposite to where he is, is another person, and like him, they're naked, save for the robe they've got on. And asleep.
Perhaps he should wake them and see if they know where they both are.
Or maybe he can exit this thing without drawing attention...]
2: Party all the time [The 168-hour Party]
[Somehow the resort managed to get him a suit and tie that actually fits someone of his physique. As it was steering him towards the party-thon. Of course.
It's a huge room, and already full of people engaging in just about every game of chance there is to play or helping themselves to all the libations that have been set out for them.
And he's participating. Even if he didn't intend to.
At first it was alright, but that was about 57 hours ago, and he'd very much like to rest, but he can't.
Now, it's not like he's never had to go without sleep for long periods of time, but never for anything like this, and he's feeling it in his bones.
Still, no matter how much he might wish otherwise, there's still another game to play, or food to intake, or someone looking for a different kind of fun [okay, he doesn't mind that].
Goodness. He can see the lights flashing on the inside of his eyelids...]
3: Know when to roll them. [Dirty Dice]
[A game of dice.
Marzo's agreeable to that, and when told what this particular game involves, is quite eager to try it. Having just experienced a small portion of what this place has to offer a guest, he's very interested in what this game will lead to.
And it's going rather well, too. A few tosses in, and things have already started getting a bit hot and heavy.
Until this roll.
He stares at the dice.]
"Sniff" and "nose". I am to sniff your nose?
[He scoffs.]
You do that with your nose. Not to a nose.
[He should probably turn it down and hope the other person's roll is better.]
4: Wasn't that a party [Aftercare]
[Finally. The party is over, and merciful Zoar he's utterly exhausted and is ready to sleep the sleep of the dead.
Which he does, once he's found an unoccupied room to throw himself onto, and once he's landed, doesn’t wake up for at least a couple days, because after all that, he needs it. Badly.
It's not the restorative effects of a good sleep that finally wakes him up, though, but the sense of no longer being alone that rouses him.
Apparently, not everyone cares about insisting on having a bed to themselves. Or, maybe all the closest rooms were taken and no sense in getting picky. Then again, the mystery companion had joined him in the hopes of having a little fun with him once he was also awake.
Something rubs against him, and his eyes are wide open.]
[ he very pointedly doesn't mention the other ways the house suggested he do to repay his debts, or what's supposedly expected of him here overall... but they are very clearly not in japan anymore, either, so he has to wonder if this place even exists somewhere where there are laws to begin with.
in any case, he looks a little conflicted now the more gojou keeps talking. with his tray now empty, he lowers it down to his side, but his attire still screams "hired help" without it, making him easy enough to spot by the various other staffers wandering about. he's very keenly aware he's stayed in one place, with one guest, for too long already.
Listen I'm not gonna get freed from one guy just to get stuck to another, [ he mutters, even as he turns to see who is being referred to. true enough, that's the man who had put a grave hand on his shoulder when his last bet left him penniless, but all he does if give a low grunt and a nod in affirmative.
At least working for these guys, I get a break, y'know??
[ 15 minutes every six hours... but it's not nothing! he slides a wary glance gojou's way, unabashedly assessing. ] Who knows what kinda weird stuff you're gonna make me do — [ and, no, he is not blushing about the implications therein ] — so thanks but no thanks.
[ She looks up in surprise at the sound of the voice, not having noticed anyone looking at her in particular—although, given that she's dressed up like cotton candy and holding a riding crop in her hand, there's probably a few more people looking her way now than she would like to admit.
She's quick to recover as ever, though, offering the blonde stranger a friendly—and somewhat embarrassed—smile as she shakes her head. ]
It's not that. I just didn't realize that we'd be expected to use these things. More fool me, I suppose!
[ She lifts her hand up, plays with the stray ends of her hair. ]
This might sound strange, but have you been here for long? I'm sure there's some kind of consequence for refusing to follow through, but I can't begin to guess what it might be...
[That thought doesn't occur to him yet. That Reno could have tried to escape and fight back if he really wanted to. His mind is too clouded with other things to see the obvious.]
I'm giving you what you asked for.
[He argues with a grunt, meaning to go slow because he must still be sore, but just sinks half his length into the redhead instead. His arousal just intensifies in response to how Reno feels around him. It feels too hot to handle, and his partner moaning like a whore doesn't make it any better.
It's finally happening and he feels like he could finish in an instant. Rude swears, and pulls back, hesitating a while.]
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