【 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.
[ Those are both very reasonable points! Unfortunately for him, Mayou isn't feeling very reasonable this morning. Kyros gets treated to a muffled 'mnngh' grumbling noise against his chest as she promptly pulls the cover up over her face to block out anything vaguely resembling light, leaving just the top of her head visible.
The green witch then sticks a hand out from her cozy blanket lair and clumsily pats in the general area of his face. She... uh... miiiiiiiight end up pawing at his nose or something by accident, but hey! It's the thought that counts!
Now where is--? Ah. There he is. Mayou blindly presses a finger to his lips in a 'shush' gesture before pulling her arm back into her lair and settling in to his combing fingers with a gusty sigh. ]
Shhhhhhhh. Have some respect for the dying.
[ Give her five minutes to figure out she hasn't died of liver failure. She'll be less pathetic then. ]
But lucky for Mayou, Kyros doesn't mind so much. Raising a younger brother did make him immune to much of this sort of... intrusive behavior, though it's hard to compare a sibling to a total stranger. He winces a little at the weird feeling, all the while still being shushed. What a demanding young lady. )
Please don't die. ( Joke somehow flew right over his head, because he actually sounds genuine in his plea, despite the general monotone way it sounds.
He'll indulge her, still. Five minutes of looking around, analyzing the room, all the things that seem even far more luxurious than what a noble family like the von Alkiviadis could afford. His first assumption is that he has somehow ended up in a Rank 1 city, perhaps the Capitol? Hadn't he been way too far from that?
That's five minutes of mindless petting, by the way. )
I hope you haven't died, because it would be unfortunate to organize a burial to someone whose name I can't even pray for.
[ Five minutes isn't nearly enough for her self-inflicted ailment to sort itself out, but plenty to come to terms with the idea of being awake, as miserable as she feels. Mayou shrugs off the covers until she can blink at him with the faintest air of offense – not that he's done a damn thing wrong (lbr here he's handling this whole ridiculous situation with an admirable degree of grace) so she'll just have to content herself with a moody huff for now. ]
Mayou.
[ A yawn punctuates the brusque introduction, muffled with the back of her hand. ]
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Unfortunately for him, Mayou isn't feeling very reasonable this morning. Kyros gets treated to a muffled 'mnngh' grumbling noise against his chest as she promptly pulls the cover up over her face to block out anything vaguely resembling light, leaving just the top of her head visible.
The green witch then sticks a hand out from her cozy blanket lair and clumsily pats in the general area of his face. She... uh... miiiiiiiight end up pawing at his nose or something by accident, but hey! It's the thought that counts!
Now where is--?
Ah. There he is. Mayou blindly presses a finger to his lips in a 'shush' gesture before pulling her arm back into her lair and settling in to his combing fingers with a gusty sigh. ]
Shhhhhhhh. Have some respect for the dying.
[ Give her five minutes to figure out she hasn't died of liver failure. She'll be less pathetic then. ]
no subject
But lucky for Mayou, Kyros doesn't mind so much. Raising a younger brother did make him immune to much of this sort of... intrusive behavior, though it's hard to compare a sibling to a total stranger. He winces a little at the weird feeling, all the while still being shushed. What a demanding young lady. )
Please don't die. ( Joke somehow flew right over his head, because he actually sounds genuine in his plea, despite the general monotone way it sounds.
He'll indulge her, still. Five minutes of looking around, analyzing the room, all the things that seem even far more luxurious than what a noble family like the von Alkiviadis could afford. His first assumption is that he has somehow ended up in a Rank 1 city, perhaps the Capitol? Hadn't he been way too far from that?
That's five minutes of mindless petting, by the way. )
I hope you haven't died, because it would be unfortunate to organize a burial to someone whose name I can't even pray for.
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Mayou.
[ A yawn punctuates the brusque introduction, muffled with the back of her hand. ]
My name. It's Mayou. And you are...?