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【 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
WELCOME TO THE GOLDEN PEA... CAR? ► Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals aren't being checked into rooms — the front desk and concierge have made an executive decision to temporarily house new arrivals in the parking garage. This may actually not be as bad as one may think! All of the vehicles in the Golden Peacock's garage are luxury; some are even bigger than the basement suites. There are, however, a limited number of cars available. Guests are booked into cars in pairs or sets of three.

► All vehicles in the Golden Peacock's parking garage are top of the line models. While the body style and year vary, their common denominator is that they are expensive. New arrivals may wake up in any kind of luxury vehicle from a zippy little Maserati to a SUV limousine. Guests waking up in larger, party-style vehicles may find the inside bar stocked with booze and snacks. Due to the nature of waking up in cars, they may wake up anywhere in their new ride. Even the trunk!

► New arrivals wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are dramatic sets bedazzled with precious gems. These robes are inspired by the 1920s. Some are silk, some are sheer, some are lined with fur. All are over the top. If it has the flavor of old Hollywood or wealth your character can wake up in it. Some lucky guests may even find old fashioned smoking pipes or extended cigarette holders in their robe pockets.

► After briefly being dumbfounded, the valet, who normally has nothing to do, will scurry down with a few racks of clothes. All articles on the racks have been dragged out of storage; the majority of the pieces are old-fashioned or mismatched. All he can do is continue to bow deeply and apologize for the lack of amenities in the parking garage. No one ever comes here!
SUITES DON'T DO THIS!The cars in the parking garage are temperamental. Guests may find doors locking and unlocking of their own accord when they're trying to exit the vehicle. When inside with someone else, the radio will change to a channel playing romantic music. The lights will flicker, dim, or turn off to create some sexy ambiance. They've been in the parking garage for a long time and haven't seen any action in decades. That famous car that starred in Titanic got people to have sex in it. Why can't they!

Some of the cars may act strangely in other ways. The AC or heat will blast unexpectedly, the horn will go off at the least opportune moment, the engine will steam, the seats will spring back without anyone pressing the lever... if it can go wrong in a car, it can happen.

If asked, the valet will explain that over the past few months parts have gone mysteriously missing from some of the cars. Stolen, by no good dirty thieves! But what kind of ragamuffin would snatch car parts in the Golden Peacock? Regardless, he will apologize about the issues. They will continue until those missing parts are returned or replaced.

He will offer a monetary reward to anyone that can bring him any information about the guests that have been stealing car parts. It makes him look incompetent at his job, you see. All he has to do is watch these cars that don't go anywhere! If the house catches wind that they're needing repairs on his watch he's liable to lose his job. He's got four engaged daughters and he's got to pay for their weddings. He can't afford to get fired!



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.
AT THE DOOR ► Guests must adhere to the black tie dress code to enter. Those that show up in less than their best won't be turned away — but they will be stuffed into a rental outfit provided by the staff. All provided outfits are gaudy, flashy, and encrusted with jewelry. Also — itchy. Too much starch.

Guests that do not want to come will be "helped" to the party by the casino's favorite ghost hands. They will be dragged, levitated, and thrown across the resort until they've "joined" the party. Those that wish to opt out will be conveniently overlooked, completely forgotten by both the house and the hands because they, "lack presence." Ouch!

► Guests that wish to leave the party before it reaches its official end 168 hours later will find obstacles getting in the way of exiting. Staff pop out of nowhere to cheerfully guide them over to this new game they must try. Waiters stop them with trays of steaming food that they think they'll really enjoy. Long-standing guests stumble directly into their path and drag them into some drunken shenanigans. The doors will randomly get stuck. While guests can certainly escape the party, the forces that be are determined to make it difficult for them to call it a night.
REFRESHMENTSWHAT THE RICH FOLK EAT: A massive buffet table lines the back wall of the casino. This nod to overconsumption and gluttony features expensive and exquisite eats from land to sea. Everything on the table is decadent; only the best for guests of the Golden Peacock. The servers working the table encourage guests to eat and eat and eat, even going so far as to help them load up their 16 inch plates until they're overflowing. Less is more? Nonsense. More is more.

IT'S GETTING BUBBLY: While there are plenty of libations to go around, there is one special champagne that's guaranteed sweep you off your feet. A few sips of the bubbly will have you floating in the air like you're the grandpa from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Guests that drink the bubbly will become like a bubble themselves, rising to the ceiling and swimming through the air. Unlike Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, however, burping isn't the answer to grounding safely. The bubbly wears off randomly and without warning, so be careful of falling on another guest or someone's game table.

JUST A PUFF OR TWO: There's a new smoke that's captured the attention of party-goers. This popular new drug is called twig. Smoked from a very thin joint with an earthy taste. Need to add some pep to your step? Twig is the smoking equivalent of two hundred cups of coffee. Who needs sleep? With twig, it's possible to stay awake for upwards of three days without feeling tired. Guests report feeling "brilliantly energized" after smoking twig. However, reports also note that once the high wears off, the user might feel like a deflated balloon that's been run over by a truck. Long-standing guests will encourage newer guests to give it a try. You can sleep after the party, bro!
GAME ROOMS
TRY YOUR LUCK

DIRTY DICE: EVEN DIRTIER A crowd favorite — Dirty Dice is BACK and now it's even dirtier. The creators put their heads together to come up with funnier and more dynamic dice options to keep things interesting for players. While the original game used a pair of standard six-sided dice, Dirty Dice: Even Dirtier debuts a pair of hefty twelve-sided dice.

► The rules for Dirty Dice: Even Dirtier remain the same as last year. Players will be seated at a two-top (though group Dirty Dice games are also encouraged!) with a set of dirty dice. The starting player rolls both dice. The action created with the dice must then be done to the opposing player — however, the rolling player does have the option to turn down the action if they're chicken. The second player will then roll the dice to create an action, similarly able to turn down the action if they're also chicken. Players continue to take turns until there is a winner.

► The first player to complete four actions will receive bragging rights, an extra large chip payout, and the resounding applause from the audience. For low rank guests, winning Dirty Dice: Even Dirtier may also come with an invitation to one of the exclusive lounges.

DIE A
1: TICKLE
2: FINGER
3: KISS
4: SUCK
5: CARESS
6: SLAP
7: FONDLE
8: PINCH
9: LICK
10: BITE
11: SNIFF
12: GRIND ON
DIE B
1: LIPS
2: THIGH
3: CHEST
4: ASS
5: MOUTH
6: ELBOW
7: NECK
8: EAR
9: NIPPLE
10: GENITALS
11: KNEE
12: NOSE


SEX TOY ROULETTE Come one, come all, step right up and try your luck with Sex Toy Roulette! Several giant roulette wheels (an ode to our favorite morning TV show, The Price Is Right) are waiting for those brave enough to give them a spin. Sex Toy Roulette is a game of chance that comes with risks and rewards. Are you daring enough to give it a go?

► Sex Toy Roulette is very easy to play. The player steps up to the wheel, grabs the handle, and gives it their best spin. Whatever the needle lands on when the wheel stops is what the player wins! Lucky ducks might land on one of the fabulous instant prizes which can be claimed immediately. Less lucky ducks land on one of the sex toy options.

► If the needle lands on one of the sex toy options the roulette manager will give the player the corresponding sex toy. The toy will sync with the player's Watch and begin a countdown of 4 hours. The instructions for further steps are also transmitted to their Watch: Use this sex toy in a sex act with another guest within 4 hours.

► Players that complete the game and use the sex toy within 4 hours will receive no penalty. They also get to keep the sex toy. Yay!

► Players that do not complete the game and do not use the sex toy within 4 hours will be penalized. Not only will a substantial amount of chips be drained from their bank account, guests may experience a sudden and intense suit flare. Wildcards may randomly experience symptoms of ANY SUIT.

1: BLINDFOLD
2: CHOCOLATE SYRUP
3: PADDLE
4: DILDO
5: INSTA-PRIZE
6: G-STRING
7: CLIT SUCKER
8: ANAL BEADS
9: ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH
10: INSTA-PRIZE
11: MAGIC WAND
12: GUN

13: A REGULAR SPOON
14: VIBRATOR
15: INSTA-PRIZE
16: ROPE
17: BALL GAG
18: FLESHLIGHT
19: BONDAGE TAPE
20: FLAVORED CONDOMS
21: INSTA-PRIZE
22: BUTT PLUG
23: GARTER BELT
24: KNIFE

25: NIPPLE CLAMPS
26: INSTA-PRIZE
27: LEASH & COLLAR
28: RIDING CROP
29: SEX DOLL
30: BEN WA BALLS
31: CHASTITY CAGE
32: ANKLE CUFFS
33: COCK RING
34: INSTA-PRIZE
35: CUCUMBER
36: HANDCUFFS

► Guests that land on INSTA-PRIZE may select from the following prizes:
  • An extra-large chip payout and money box experience. Stand inside a narrow box and enjoy being showered with the bills of different cultures across the multiverse! Dollars, yen, euros, yuan... you name it.
  • The royal experience. Travel around the party in the coveted Pure Gold Peacock Palanquin. Enjoy 24 hours of topless servants and constant hand-and-foot service. All of your commands will be obeyed.
  • Select from an assortment of luxury watches, necklaces, earrings, and other expensive articles of clothing. Cashmere, pure silk, Mongolian wool — high quality items for keeps. May also select from appliances that would not be normally found in low rank suites.
  • A brand new car or motorcycle!!! Yes, the car will have to live in the garage, but it's all yours. Winners who choose a motorcycle may ride it around the hallways of the resort.

  • ► The specific details of the sex toy a character is given is left to OOC discretion. For example, if you choose to land on "vibrator", you may have your character given any kind of vibrator. Have fun!

    1 or 11 Down the hall from the main hub guests may find a clandestine room with a silvery sign on the door — ARE YOU 1 OR 11? Crossing the threshold brings a different atmosphere from the card tables and slot machines. The game manager stops every person that comes inside, offering four cards and asking the new player to select one.

    "This will be your role inside Lovers' Hideaway," she explains with a smile. After selecting a card, the player will be guided past the velvet curtains to join in the amorous atmosphere of a silver-studded lounge with several private bedrooms.


    1 or 11 is a game of dominance and submission. The four hidden cards offered at the door are all Ace cards. The specific Ace card that the player draws indicates their role of either Dominant or Submissive. For the rest of their time inside Lover's Hideaway that is the dynamic they are expected to play. Players will win a large payout after any intimate D/s encounter.

    ► A player must redraw every time they leave and return to Lovers' Hideaway, so it is possible to play both dynamics.

    A♦: ACE OF DIAMONDS — 1, Submissive.
    A♥︎: ACE OF HEARTS — 11, Dominant.
    A♣: ACE OF CLUBS — 1, Submissive.
    A♠: ACE OF SPADES — 11, Dominant.


    ► The rules of 1 or 11 are otherwise very relaxed. Doms and Subs seek one another out inside Lovers' Hideaway and find mutual satisfaction together. The staff of Lovers' Hideaway are happy to provide any amenities that the couple would like to use in their play.
    HOUSE OF CARDS Ladies and gentleman! Do you dare to test how steady your hands are? Are you ready for a new challenge? Come play our new game, House of Cards. Step up to any table with a house of cards and prepare to go head-to-head with another guest in a game of strategy and luck.


    ► Players take turns removing one of the cards from a house of cards. Similarly to Jenga, players must be careful not to knock the house of cards over when removing a card. The player that causes the house to collapse is the loser. A large sum of chips will be transfered from the loser to the winner after the house falls.

    ► Each card has a question. After successfully pulling a card, the player must then answer the question honestly. Questions vary in intensity, ranging from simple inquiries such as, What is your favorite color? to more complicated, Would you betray a loved one for financial gain?

    ► Failure to answer the question or to answer it honestly will register as a loss on the player's Watch. The player will then be flagged as the loser and a large sum of chips will be transferred to the winning player.
    EXCLUSIVE LOUNGES
    ONLY FOR THE FEW

    HIGH CLASS OASIS Being a high rank in the Golden Peacock comes with perks. 168 hours is exhausting, so staff have arranged a luxurious respite for the high rank guests that need a break from the party. Guests ranked 10 - King are invited to come relax in the High Class Oasis. Suit-clad and sunglasses wearing security stand at the door and check each guest's credentials before they're allowed to enter.

    Security are strict about monitoring who is allowed to come into the oasis. They won't even allow a high rank to bring a mid or low rank with them; they won't risk upsetting any of the other high ranks. However, while these security guards are loyal and diligent, they aren't especially smart. It is possible for low and mid rank guests to sneak into the oasis with a bit of ingenuity. But be careful — if you don't walk the high class walk, one of the royal long-term guests might call for security to drag the peasants away.
  • Private bedrooms and sleeping pods.
  • Bathroom featuring showers, bath tubs, hot tubs, sauna, and steam room.
  • Racks of complimentary clothing.
  • Top-shelf bottles of wine, champagne, and spirits.
  • Complimentary cigarettes and cigars.
  • Full body massages and masseuses on call.
  • Birdbucks baristas serving up any and all coffee drinks, on the house.
  • Peace and quiet away from the peasants!


  • HIGH ROLLER CLUB Guests that are willing to bet high and gamble hard are invited to play in the High Roller Club. The High Roller Club isn't for the faint of wallet or heart; everything played inside this exclusive club is high risk and high reward. Guests that refuse to match the high risk energy of the club will be escorted out immediately. Entrance to the High Roller Club is dependent upon the means to bet high. If the dealers judge a guest to be broke and/or a coward, unable to put forth chips and unwilling to bet their bodies, they will be denied access.

    Guests that have been denied access but are caught trying to sneak in will be conscripted into drink service. They will be dressed up in a sexy bird costume and made to serve drinks to high rollers. Think sexy casino bunny, bird edition. Hey, at least that gives them a bird's eye view of how the extremely wealthy (and gambling addicts) play?
  • All games require large bets, either monetary or bodily.
  • Sex acts may be offered in lieu of chips if the player has no chips left to bet.
  • All drinks are complementary when playing in the club.
  • Wins and losses must be large enough to be impactful on a player's daily life.
  • Players can end up in the red, which triggers instant conscription. Players in massive debt will be forced to work in other areas of the party to begin paying back the house.
  • Any kind of game may be played in the club, including games under the "Game Rooms" tab.


  • WOMEN'S PARLOR A pair of eight foot Amazonian bouncers guard the doors to the Women's Parlor. Only guests that identify as women will be allowed to enter the parlor. Guests that identify as men will be blocked by the bouncers' crossed spears. This lounge is a private space for women to relax and refresh during the festivities.

    Like the other lounges, it is not impossible for guests that identify as men to sneak into the Women's Parlor. However, these Amazonian bouncers won't move an inch from the door and refuse to engage with men, leaving little room for persuasion or sneaking. Men who wish to sneak into the Women's Parlor will have to crossdress as women in order to pass the bouncers. It's important to keep up the act, too, lest the long-standing guests inside the parlor realize that men have snuck into their haven and call the Amazons to come catch them.
  • Comfortable couches and sofas; blankets and pillows.
  • A few showers stocked with amenities.
  • Quick laundry service for gowns and pantsuits.
  • Exclusive dessert bar, featuring limited edition pastries.
  • High tea at all hours, featuring limited edition tea blends and mini sandwiches.
  • Running chocolate fountain and numerous dip-able foods such as fruits and marshmallows.
  • Numerous kittens and cats for cuddling.
  • Complimentary shoulder and/or foot massages.






  • HANGOVER AFTERCARE
    DID YOU HAVE FUN?
    A LITTLE AFTERCAREThe morning after the party ends, characters will find themselves waking up with someone else in their bed. Did you go to bed with someone last night? Oops, looks like they got misplaced in the shuffle, but please enjoy this new person. No one should wake up alone after a party — or so the house thinks. Affection and intimacy have been reported to increase happiness in humans and semi-human individuals after an exhausting escapade. Plus, it's heard that hangovers can be torturous. Not that it would know.

    ► Guests won't just be waking up to each other. Waiting for them are trays with steaming hot breakfast and a large cloth bag labeled Hangover Kit. While you're enjoying some coffee and munching on bacon, feel free to dig into the bag and check out what the house has sent for you! Isn't it the best host?

    Please enjoy your complimentary: water bottle; aspirin packs; Pepto-Bismol; Gas-X; Imodium; anal douche; enema kit; viagra; face masks; a box of Bon-Bons; and one (1) random sex toy.

    Have a pleasant sleepy morning!


    OOC NOTES

    INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS
    BLANKET CW: Alcohol; altered states; BDSM dynamics; coercion; drug use; exhibitionism; food play; gambling; servitude

    ▶ 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.

    ▶ Happy New Year and 2025! ♥
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    anti_altruisms: (Indifference is my name.)

    [personal profile] anti_altruisms 2025-01-21 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
    [ ...this truly is far more awkward for her than it is for him, isn't it. Archer is silent as her reaction unfolds in front of him, and it is very obvious this young lady had nothing to do with their present predicament. And that she seem to feel far more compromised than he does.

    Archer pulls back from her as well, making sure to give her space. His robe at least covers him better (and he tries to re-arrange it at least somewhere), but hers...something will have to be done about that.

    He puffs out a quiet breath. ]


    Nor are they mine. And I would apologize as well, but I think neither of us have chosen to be here.

    [ And certainly not in such a state of...undress. A long, red jacket materializes out of thin air, and he offers it to her. ]

    This should help until we find something else.
    pyrolyzed: ( pixiv user みぃし | 4042733 ) (014)

    [personal profile] pyrolyzed 2025-01-21 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Hmph! It's pretty-subpar as far as introductions go, but whatever.

    Fuuta still looks ornery because he always looks ornery, but at least the furrow in his brow eases off just a fraction as he gives a quiet huff. Partially mollified He's always easily pacified whenever people actually listen to him. ]


    Kajiyama Fuuta.

    [ And then a slight cant of the head, eyes narrowed. He'll give that question he'd been asked some consideration, but he has something else to address first: ]

    The hell's a courtesy name. It better not be a fake name. You know, it's rude pulling shit like that. [ The irony of him ever accusing other people of being rude ... ]
    rosarie: (pic#17237858)

    [personal profile] rosarie 2025-01-21 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
    [ now seated, she doesn't seem in any particular rush to leave. seems the chocolate has managed to smooth down some of her frayed nerves, but it probably also doesn't hurt to suddenly find oneself with a very willing attendant. she takes the pills and water with a soft murmur of thanks, her cat-like eyes never once leaving him as he flutters about to wait on her. her meager attempt at modesty is also cast aside in favor of that bottle of water, though it isn't as if her hair wasn't long enough to fall in such a way so as to still give some semblance of decency... but she seems far less preoccupied with it now, as if his promise of finding her clothes was suitable enough for the time being.

    for now, she seems content to watch him over the rim of the bottle lid that she keeps hovering just over her lips. it helps to hide the faint twist of amusement in them. ]


    What are your thoughts on what happened last night? Surely you must have some.
    redfortune: (002)

    [personal profile] redfortune 2025-01-21 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
    ...I don't think I've ever met someone who doesn't have the ability to turn.

    [ So, yeah. A big anomaly, as far as Red is concerned. ]

    Dunno why you guys don't have it.
    rosarie: (pic#17237796)

    [personal profile] rosarie 2025-01-21 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
    [ he doesn't shrug her off, a fact they are both well aware he's capable of given their sheer difference in size, but angelika isn't quite so foolish as to not recognize when she is merely being humored. still, she does not lighten her hold on his arm, gentle as it is to begin with. ]

    I don't need decadence, just a reprieve.

    [ she doesn't bother to respond to his taunt; it's quite obvious she's aware she hasn't any business slipping into a space like that — not alone, anyway. whether or not this man will provide that option for her remains to be seen, but she hasn't quite yet figured out what could possibly sway him. slowly, she lifts her eyes to his, searching. ]

    We could help each other, if you'd tell me what it is you need.
    redfortune: (016)

    [personal profile] redfortune 2025-01-21 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
    Wouldn't it ruin the lines or something?

    [ She glances down skeptically at her own trouser leg, unsure if she's going to really want to roll the leg up... or take them off... in order to get this thing on. ]

    Uh-

    [ Hold on - just hold on - her brain is misfiring a bit as Lappland is suddenly talking about putting it on her. Ahem. ]

    ...if you want. I can do that. [ She gestures. ]

    Just get your leg up.
    overhype: (42)

    [personal profile] overhype 2025-01-21 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
    [ His bedmate certainly has faith in him to have really any thoughts in general, but things could be worse instead of Angelika bagging a himbo last night. He could be not only arrogant but also an asshole, so thankfully he isn't a jerk.

    Well. Not intentionally, at least. ]


    'Bout what? The whole.. kidnapped and put in a bathrobe or deal, or do you mean..

    [ He gestures one finger into a hoop of other fingers, like so. 👉👌 ]

    'Cause I'll be honest, toots, I can't remember a damn thing. Waking up next to a stranger just sorta happens with me.

    [ 🥹 good luck, girlie....... ]
    deferences: dns (♪ importune)

    [personal profile] deferences 2025-01-21 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [sooner rather than later, he'll gather up his courage and give him a hug, a more proper greeting in his opinion, considering the one he'd given wasn't all that great. it's just that they're under the table and, knowing their luck, someone will crack their head or something while they're trying to embrace. so, it really is just a ‘better safe than sorry’ sort of situation.

    being promiscuous is one of the four thousand plus rules the lan clan has but, if wei wuxian were to ask, he'd be truthful and tell him that he's been hooking up with different people throughout his world travels because each world he's been to has encouraged intimacy in some form or another. however, he would also be able to admit that, despite this, he's found particular people that he keeps going back to rather than continuing to just pile up a body count.

    the laugh makes him smile lightly though it's gone as quickly as it'd come once what he said sinks in. there's the pause and sizhui bites the inside of his cheek, hoping that he didn't say too much, even if it doesn't seem like that's the problem.

    honestly, it doesn't seem like there's a problem at all? wei wuxian seems curious still and while curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought it back and all that.
    ]

    It depends. Sometimes I'm a puca with rabbit ears and a puffball tail and antlers. Another time I might be a dragon with horns and a long, scaly tail. [a beat so he can consider how to respond, but then he figures the explanation is just continuing to be straightforward.] It came with my gemstone, a part of being gembonded, as they called it.
    relater: (218.)

    [personal profile] relater 2025-01-21 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [ A spark as glimmering stone makes over opaque flint. A spark, but not something that catches fire. Only something that reflects, serene as moonlight instead.

    If only he could do more than sieve, maybe this would be a different story.

    Kizuna adjusts to the presence of her body against his as if he was meant for it, steps backwards into the thrum of people carving the way for the billow of lace as it fans with his movement. Already swaying, contemplative in its half-twirl — he's borrowing a little bit from the resort's staff, those who know how to dance and meant to unearth wallflowers from their little gardens. Out of their heads into their feet, as they say.

    He can't promise he's the same, but he is a fair multitasker. His heartbeat measures beneath the exacting draw of her fingertips.
    ]

    It seems I've taken you too lightly. [ For once, Kizuna actually seems to consider a threat in earnest. ] Allow me to apologize.

    [ Craning low, his nose brushes the smoke of her veils, he smiles inwards, pointed, before lifting his head and glancing aside towards the dancefloor. ]

    After this dance, would you consider being my date for the night?

    [ Warned once, he offers again. ]
    silicone: (💎 96)

    [personal profile] silicone 2025-01-21 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [ after a moment to consider: ]

    Then I'll trust you on that.

    [ "the order of becoming one" needs a moment to sink in as he looks at his hand for a beat longer before he reaches just a bit as though to touch his fingertips. eiden is too easy a read, more curious than concerned, used to the way this place ebbs and flows with guests of all kinds.

    a hum as he tips his head, studies the other.
    ]

    The House's weird games like this? Plenty...
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    [personal profile] redfortune 2025-01-21 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Red sputters - but the cat does make her smile a little and she gives it a little chuck under the chin with her finger and then she sighs. OK, OK. She'll cheer up a little. ]

    Let me worry about my own wrinkles, OK? But... yeah. I'll be aright.

    [ Deep breath. ]

    Red. Irene Red. Just, uh, call me Red, honestly. Everyone else does.
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    [personal profile] redfortune 2025-01-21 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
    I've never been in a brothel, so I've got no point of comparison honestly.

    [ Red snorts. ]

    Reminds me of a fancy casino or hotel. But... way more intense in a way. Know what I mean?
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    [personal profile] rosarie 2025-01-21 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
    [ charming..........

    the water bottle gets set on the bedside table with a decided thump. (how did it even make such a noise, half-empty as it was??) ]


    I see I've overestimated.

    [ about what? his ability to remember where she also could not, or just in general his capacity for thought?

    both, probably.

    well, then, there's not much else to it, is there? as the saying goes, when life gives you lemons...

    angelika lifts a hand, pointing towards beowulf's crotch. ]


    Does that actually do something, or is it all for show?

    [ when life gives you a himbo, why not fuck his brains out while you've got him? if angelika is going to be made to feel the miserable aftereffects of a wild night, she's going to damn well at least make sure she's earned it. ]
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    [personal profile] pyrolyzed 2025-01-21 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
    [ For all his bristling and yapping, at least Fuuta's aggression burns out fast. It doesn't hurt, either, that Beowulf tries to assuage him instead of snapping back at him; anything that he can construe as a 'win' is enough to cool his temper.

    Though he'd briefly sat forward, shoulders raised and posture tensed like a bristling cat, Fuuta relaxes a smidge as soon as he hears those gentle words. And when Beowulf leans in, he leans back warily, eyes narrowed. After another moment of cautious staring, he gives a soft 'hmph' and looks away. ]


    ... I'm not mad. It's just annoying when people make assumptions about me. [ The bed creaks when he crawls over to blearily poke through the remainders of the hangover kit and breakfast trays. -- ugh, the sex toy (a bright pink knobbly dildo) gets tossed side, and Fuuta squints at the other boxes of pills. ] S'not like I'm unreasonable or anything. ... I get how confusing it is ending up here. It sucks.

    [ A pause as he glances over the ravaged remains of the breakfast trays, then looks back to Beowulf. ]

    Did you already finish the coffee?
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    [personal profile] pyrolyzed 2025-01-21 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Oh my god Hamel you can't say that, he's going to get such a big head about it ... Hamel might feel bad that he has to 'assist' her, but that comment earns a blink from him, before he gives a small huff. Sounding ... weirdly a little satisfied? ]

    It's fine. That's just how this place is. [ Yeah. Like -- he's not going out of his way to help her? And it's not like he's hovering around her like some sort of creep? But, like. If he happens to help her out, that's fine. He doesn't mind. She clearly needs it, so. He's just doing a good thing by lending her a hand! ] And it's not a big deal anyway. Look.

    [ He rolls the dice as he says that, and watches as they clatter to a halt -- 'TICKLE' 'KNEE'. ]

    See? It's random, so most of the results are going to be dumb.

    [ Fuuta gives a loud, dismissive scoff before leaning forward. He's just going to assume that such a stupid, childish prompt is fine to act out, so -- he doesn't ask for permission before reaching forward and grazing his fingertips over her knee. ]
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    [personal profile] calmomile 2025-01-21 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Trust her buddy, it's a compliment.
    Mayou shrugs off Joshua's hand without comment but takes the hint to settle down a little, restraining herself to very focused scrutiny instead. It's... not much better. She can get a little bit intense about these kinds of things, to put it very, very mildly. ]


    Interesting. Not a spirit, then. At least not in the classical sense.

    [ Parasitic (or commensalistic?), trans-dimensional, and who knows what else. Fascinating.
    Mayou subsides - turning over the interesting information he's neatly dropped in her proverbial lap with a thoughtful furrow in her brow. ]


    I take it you've been here for some time to know that much. How long?
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    [personal profile] dubia 2025-01-21 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
    [ were they really duds? w's pretty sure she's just seen a wolf explode, felt the blast run molten down her arm and soak her thighs and the hem of her dress, watched her twitch like a crushed and dying insect in her arms. it's mission accomplished honestly — sometimes w even impresses herself.

    she coos softly, almost-but-not-quite apologetically: ]


    Awww. I can't risk a solid plug or I would have given you the moneyshot. It's nothing personal, I swear.

    [ that bomb will turn to ash in her throat, probably not made of the kind of stuff you'd wanna swallow, though she supposes it doesn't matter in this specific case. it's really difficult to miss the now glistening oripathy lesions on lappland's thigh, even harder not to dream of igniting them, of feeling that explosive release of tension where they root into bone, a possibility she can't even allow herself to contemplate because in a manic enough mood it's obvious that neither of them would think better of it.

    just as it's obvious that that meddling old hag has probably been keeping them well off each other's radar for a good reason, but anyway. ]


    I really was serious about the dress, though.

    [ it's good and filthy, worse now that w's delighting in digging every last splashing pulse of come out of her. she doesn't care if lappland can't cross her legs for a week, her fingers twist and curl and rake down her walls until there's a pool gathering at her heels and all she can rattle out of lappland anymore is those full-body tremors.

    she's also not too concerned with whether or not lappland's legs work. it just makes it easier for w to shove her down to kneel in her own slippery mess, and if she can't get her bearings on w's time, she guesses she can grip lappland by the hair until she does. more importantly, w's hips rock forward so lappland can take a good look at what she's done to her tights. ]


    Now you gotta clean this shit up. No way I'm going back out there reeking of wolf nut, put that nasty mouth to good use.
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    [personal profile] verminous 2025-01-21 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
    Nope, but then I don't know how we ended up here, unless the doors in the back started growing legs.

    [there'd been the one that led into the outskirts, before. it's not like it would be completely impossible to end up outside the city, just that normally-- he remembers what led up to being in any given place, you know?

    gregor sighs as he helps to look around the party bus's interior, crouching down to peek under a few of the seats.]


    No new head injuries for you either?
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    rufus broke him

    [personal profile] goons 2025-01-21 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
    Just three. [Rude confirms, nodding.

    He's pleasantly surprised that Rufus knows him well enough to hit that nail on the head. Both he and Tseng (and occasionally Reno) have his unquestioning loyalty, yet his partner seems to abuse that power more often than the other two.]


    Then I can participate in the little games. [And in the meanwhile make sure Rufus is safe and taken care of, and Tseng has back up should he ever need it. He's lucky the two of them arrived ahead of him to ease his adjustment period, but Rude stops abruptly when Rufus speaks again.]

    Sir, I could never.. With you.. That would be..

    [The wiring of his brain fails in an instant when he tries to process what he might mean. Rufus is luxury and decadence personified. Rude wouldn't even know how to climb that pedestal he's put him on. They're on completely different levels.]
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    [personal profile] verminous 2025-01-21 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
    Put it on their-- and that's supposed to be sexy?

    [he reflexively shivers a bit at the thought, immediate regret striking when he tries to picture that in his head. it's cold! that just sounds unpleasant.]

    Almost sounds more like an interrogation method to me.
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    [personal profile] pyrolyzed 2025-01-21 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
    He knows this is all bullshit. He knows it, he knows it! So -- he fucking hates that the way Hawks tugs his collar open and tilts his head, the gleam in his eyes and curve of his lips, still sends a little frisson of something hot and electric pinging down his spine. He's not some gullible sucker, he's not about to think that anything to do with this dumb dice game is genuine! But still ...

    Those conflicted thoughts earn one more moment of hestitation as Fuuta hovers in place, lips nervously pursed and eyes narrowed. Then, unwilling to look weak any longer, he leans in.

    It's just one long, decisive stripe of heat that he paints up the side of Hawks' throat with the flat of his tongue. Though -- the jagged, crooked line of his teeth means, just for a moment there's the unintentional graze of something sharper touching against that sensitive skin before Fuuta pulls back.

    With that embarrassing task done, Fuuta's quick to back off, hurriedly plopping himself back into his seat and bracing his elbow against the tabletop so he can rest his face in his palm, trying to mask how hot his cheeks feel. Growling sharply, "Your turn."
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    [personal profile] goons 2025-01-21 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
    [Reno's eyes are pretty. It's harder to maintain his cool when he can look at him closely, touch him even. Rude leans in to kiss him, shutting him up even though he did love the way he moans.

    As he moves faster, fucking Reno harder into the mattress, the bed doesn't creak but the headboard taps against the wall behind it in time with his thrusts. He already knows he's not going to last long, so he spends the last of what he has feeling over Reno's chest and thighs. Gripping him hard enough to bruise as he pulls him in with each thrust to bury himself as deep as he can go, enjoying the way his partner feels around him.]


    Where do you want it? [He asks once he's close again.]
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    [personal profile] calmomile 2025-01-21 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
    [ It's easier to give than to receive that kind of attention in her case - long story - but being mistaken as some innocent maiden as pure the driven snow likely has some considerable stake in why she seems like a little ball of contradictions. Not to say she isn't that too, obviously.

    Mayou pauses, giving Jae Ha a dead-eyed stare for a solid two seconds prior to just pulling away altogether. Consider his lick privileges summarily revoked. ]


    Fair enough. No reason to draw out pleasantries, I suppose.

    [ If he wants the dirty dice any% speedrun experience, who is she to judge? ]

    Your roll.
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    [personal profile] relater 2025-01-21 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
    [ All in all... it's pretty cool, actually. Golden eyes flickered aside, he smiles in invitation. Kizuna can feel it, the tumult of his emotions as they search a faraway familiarity before schooling forward again. For his part, Kizuna plays the role assigned to him by circumstance — flowing cool and malleable in an effort to understand everything around him. Kizuna stages little resistance against anything, happy to lean into it with an easy affection. Even if it's being bitten by a stranger at the behest of some dice.

    Easy, he thinks, shivering a little as teeth find their mark against the cool shell of his ear, sensitive skin marking quickly. What follows, though...

    Being teased does have its own familiarity. His nerves flash.
    ]

    Ah! [ Kizuna puffs a quiet laugh at the draw of tongue over the reddened skin, wriggling a little in his spot. ] Ahaha, that tickled...

    [ Fingertips rise to brush against his ear. ]

    One for you, then. Ready for the next round?
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    [personal profile] reietta 2025-01-21 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [ she finds herself almost shaking as texas kisses her demandingly, a situation so surreal she can't even believe it's reality. how strange, even in her wildest dreams texas remained... distant, uncaring, maybe tolerating her advances if she touched her, maybe stomping her face into the ground in her more masochistic masturbation sessions. and funnily enough she never quite thought she'd be wanted back, after a lifetime of shadowing her and pranking her and killing for her and just about desperate to want to die for her, once upon a time. pursuing her just to be with her. telling sora to chase after her. fantasizing of hacking her friends apart cut by cut, body by body. knowing she won't actually do it. she'd given up on the idea of making texas hers but maybe she could just follow her for a while more like some lovesick puppy until she either dies or, she was slowly suspecting, give up in earnest. it could take a single carnivale to do just that.

    she could just about dedicate her life until she could slowly admit she doesn't have terribly much life left, however much her life is worth. she could finally try to use it against other goals.

    but the dedication and obsession might never quite leave its claws in her like sickness. if she were any more selfish she would have tried to make texas hers any time sooner or at all. even now the idea barely occurs to her until she could feel texas' hands at her nightgown, texas' body nearly crawling into her lap. she shivers hard in realization and desire, the sudden crash of it onto her. the sanity she's not supposed to have keeping her in check for so long. her hands tremble as she grips texas' top. every sickly and savage and covetous and pathetic desire she has shakes in her chest. ]


    You're insane, Texas.

    [ for wanting her or indulging her. or maybe texas is just hormonal or whatever. she'd accepted their relationship as friends and enemies and she told herself to be happy with that. changing this might as well just be disastrous for her if she wants any more than this. she returns the kiss with sudden vindictiveness, with a growl in her throat as her claws sink into the fabric of the masquerade outfit. if texas might play with her heart or just feel like being selfish, she'll do so too. ]