【 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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[ Listen not everyone is born a poet, okay? It's the thought and the sentiment that counts and Hilda, much like the Goddess (at least that's what she tells herself), loves a trier. Besides, she thinks it'd be cute to see Yasha recite poetry of varying levels of good.
Since Yasha has the glaring at the staff covered, Hilda pays them little mind as she quietly notes the dares that have come up thus far and the one that has been recently revealed. They hadn't said that they had to do all of them in consecutive order after all. Simply that the first to four would be deemed the winner. Her lips twitch at the reaction, amused and ultimately failing at her attempt to look appalled. ]
Out here?
[ It isn't lost on her that the slit of her dress leaves her thigh well exposed for that. ]
[They didn't say anything yet, but are clearly not pleased that nothing's happening. Hilda and Yasha are obviously participating and hogging the table and no action? Preposterous!
Yasha's eyes do drift to the slit and she finally pulls away from the table to walk around it and stand by Hilda's side.]
I usually don't do 'show and tell', but the "crowd" won't be pleased if we leave them without evidence. [Turning so she has the other woman "cornered" against the table, she pushes a tray with drinks onto the floor and out of the way, making everything smash into pieces; then she wraps one of her hands right underneath her butt and lifts Hilda effortlessly onto the table to have her sit.]
[ Then maybe they should have made the rules clearer! Neither of them have technically passed either on their rolls. Though Hilda has briefly complained for the sake of it, she fully intends on fulfilling it.
Yasha however delays that just a while longer. In one swift motion Hilda is lifted from the ground onto the table and a delighted gasp joins the cacophony of shattering glass and protest from the staff.
They wanted a show, hadn't they?
Hilda's lips twitch but the glint in her eyes takes on the quality of a smug cat as she gazes up at Yasha who is now positioned fortuitously between her thighs.
Continuing to play the part of shy flower she draws Yasha close her lips brushing against her cheek and then her ear. Then quite without warning her lips graze against the shell of her ear before they inevitably tug at her earlobe. With her face nearly pressed against Yasha's neck she'll be able to feel the sound of a smile in her voice as she continues to tease her. ]
I don't usually like challenges. They're too difficult.
[Hey, the staff set up these games, they can handle the collateral damage that is bound to happen because of it. It's one of the rare times where staff can't ignore Yasha despite her low ranking, and Yasha gets to be shit to staff and smug about it.
Her lips curl into a smirk when she feels the lips and teeth against her earlobe, a small shiver running down her back. It's just enough to keep Yasha on her toes and make her want more, go through any and all challenges the dice can come up with, they have time.
She turns her head to answer quietly,] You can leave those to me, [and lets her hand slide up from the knee, over the thigh and letting fingers teasingly slip on the inside of it.]
I could keep this for a private party, if you want, [Yasha adds, but crouches anyway, letting Hilda's leg hike over her shoulder, but making sure the dress she wears keep everything covered still.]
[ Though she isn't an Ace any longer, her newfound appointment as a 7 means that the staff don't completely ignore her anymore. She won't be able to shoo them but her rank, coupled with their display, should be enough to prevent some level of retaliation from the staff. ]
My hero.
[ With Yasha pressed close she can feel the shiver though slight. She would be more triumphant were it not for the trail of Yasha's hand drawing briefly against the exposed skin. Before she begins to crouch Hilda nips at Yasha's earlobe. With her face revealed, it's would be difficult to tell that she was feeling any semblance of smugness at the sight of the woman between her legs. Her cheeks are flush, her expression bashful - but the glint in her eyes is a clear indication that she's enjoying this somewhat public display more than she lets on. ]
We could tease them a little more. If that's what you want. The rest of the dice could just be for us.
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Since Yasha has the glaring at the staff covered, Hilda pays them little mind as she quietly notes the dares that have come up thus far and the one that has been recently revealed. They hadn't said that they had to do all of them in consecutive order after all. Simply that the first to four would be deemed the winner. Her lips twitch at the reaction, amused and ultimately failing at her attempt to look appalled. ]
Out here?
[ It isn't lost on her that the slit of her dress leaves her thigh well exposed for that. ]
Do you think you're up to it?
no subject
Yasha's eyes do drift to the slit and she finally pulls away from the table to walk around it and stand by Hilda's side.]
I usually don't do 'show and tell', but the "crowd" won't be pleased if we leave them without evidence. [Turning so she has the other woman "cornered" against the table, she pushes a tray with drinks onto the floor and out of the way, making everything smash into pieces; then she wraps one of her hands right underneath her butt and lifts Hilda effortlessly onto the table to have her sit.]
I love challenges.
no subject
Yasha however delays that just a while longer. In one swift motion Hilda is lifted from the ground onto the table and a delighted gasp joins the cacophony of shattering glass and protest from the staff.
They wanted a show, hadn't they?
Hilda's lips twitch but the glint in her eyes takes on the quality of a smug cat as she gazes up at Yasha who is now positioned fortuitously between her thighs.
Continuing to play the part of shy flower she draws Yasha close her lips brushing against her cheek and then her ear. Then quite without warning her lips graze against the shell of her ear before they inevitably tug at her earlobe. With her face nearly pressed against Yasha's neck she'll be able to feel the sound of a smile in her voice as she continues to tease her. ]
I don't usually like challenges. They're too difficult.
no subject
Her lips curl into a smirk when she feels the lips and teeth against her earlobe, a small shiver running down her back. It's just enough to keep Yasha on her toes and make her want more, go through any and all challenges the dice can come up with, they have time.
She turns her head to answer quietly,] You can leave those to me, [and lets her hand slide up from the knee, over the thigh and letting fingers teasingly slip on the inside of it.]
I could keep this for a private party, if you want, [Yasha adds, but crouches anyway, letting Hilda's leg hike over her shoulder, but making sure the dress she wears keep everything covered still.]
no subject
My hero.
[ With Yasha pressed close she can feel the shiver though slight. She would be more triumphant were it not for the trail of Yasha's hand drawing briefly against the exposed skin. Before she begins to crouch Hilda nips at Yasha's earlobe. With her face revealed, it's would be difficult to tell that she was feeling any semblance of smugness at the sight of the woman between her legs. Her cheeks are flush, her expression bashful - but the glint in her eyes is a clear indication that she's enjoying this somewhat public display more than she lets on. ]
We could tease them a little more. If that's what you want. The rest of the dice could just be for us.