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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.
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[ oh, if only ishmael is capable of decompressing by just slouching on some lounge. she's too pent-up, and not necessarily in a sexual way either. there's a lot to process, and she can't even afford to disassociate for a moment to get her mind straight. ]
Makes you really wonder if it's better staying here with all this luxury or fighting for your life outside if it means being free.
[ she's kidding. no one is ever free. ]
Anyway, the last thing you need is stress yourself out by following some sort of etiquette. Not like the attendants here are paying attention to that in particular anyway.
[ She grimaces and lifts her mug and takes a quick swig. ]
Whether it's for yourself or someone else. Like Hell I'm gonna just sit back and bask. Some rest and relaxation is fine, but... not when it involves this. It feels way too excessive, you know? Even if they're not watchin' that closely.
[ always worth fighting, huh... at least that's something they can both agree on. ishmael had done nothing but survive before manifesting here, after all. ]
I get that. But what are you gonna do? Throw a fit over it?
[ not to chide the other woman or anything. just... curious about what she has to say. ]
Might as well enjoy all this while we're still here. Wings know I'll never get the chance to back in my world.
Huh? No. Wings are... Well, that's what we call the megacorporations that run the Districts in our City. Long story. Trust me, you really don't want to know the details.
[ waves hand, waves hand. ]
Instead... call me Ishmael. I'm a hundred percent human, if that helps any.
[ Sounds obvious enough, but it's not quite like what she's run into. Most of the powerful dickheads she knows are with one form of government or another. ]
I'll just take your word for it, I guess. Call me Red.
[ She furrows her brow. ]
I mean, I'm human too but I still have a beastform. [ Everybody does. Duh. ]
[ red... huh. usually, people associated with the color red back home are known to be the strongest people in the land. red gaze, red mist -- is that also a title? let's find out. ]
No... No, that's now how it is. Not usually, at least.
[ also, a dog? why does she keep attracting canines somehow. ]
In my case, there are times where people will corrode whenever they overuse too much of their E.G.O -- er, the armor and weaponry extracted from the human mind, but I don't think they're the same thing as your deal.
I can turn into... whatever Abnormality I extracted my E.G.O from. Like I said, they're weaponry and armor from the mind, and that includes monsters that manifested from the human mind. And even then I can only "corrode" when my own mind takes a really bad hit.
[ sometimes the powers you borrow from monsters can fuck you up!!! it's fine. ]
How about you show me? Should be fine doing it right in front of me, right?
[ and this is exactly why they should drop the topic while they're ahead! but that's not important right now, not when the woman before transforms into a doglike creature with barely any effort at all.
ishmael sits there, mouth slightly agape. usually it hurts whenever she and her fellow sinners corrode and take on forms more monstrous and otherworldly than the last, but this one... isn't. it's a far cry from heathcliff, who couldn't take the abuse he'd gone through in wuthering heights anymore.
she reaches a hesitant hand out, and without thinking she places her palm on red's head and strokes the fur there. is she going to bite? ishmael's got nothing to lose anyway. ]
[ she reaches further in anyway to continue petting red anyway. she's just curious, okay. ]
They're usually the result of letting their emotions overcome them, I guess. [ heathcliff the heartbroken comes to mind. ] But do you really want more of my boring expositions?
[ Red isn't quite sure how she feels about the petting. Her head leans back a little and then she sighs and settles. This might as well happen, right? She's not quite sure why she wants to pet so much... ]
Well, if you want to. It sounds interesting, not boring.
[ Her ears flick. ]
Not like I have much to say about this, anyway. It's just how it is.
[ can anyone resist it, really. not even ishmael is immune. but fine, she'll pull her hand away to spare red the embarrassment. ]
Enough about my world. When you mistook me for an avian earlier, does that mean anyone in your world can transform into an animal with a blink of an eye?
[Red nods after a moment, lifting a hand to ruba hand through her fur - and then her hair as she shifts back. ]
Well, yeah. Everyone's got a type, although there are a few different nations... there's one dominated by the avians, there's our mammalian republic... and the lizards have one of their own, too.
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Makes you really wonder if it's better staying here with all this luxury or fighting for your life outside if it means being free.
[ she's kidding. no one is ever free. ]
Anyway, the last thing you need is stress yourself out by following some sort of etiquette. Not like the attendants here are paying attention to that in particular anyway.
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[ She grimaces and lifts her mug and takes a quick swig. ]
Whether it's for yourself or someone else. Like Hell I'm gonna just sit back and bask. Some rest and relaxation is fine, but... not when it involves this. It feels way too excessive, you know? Even if they're not watchin' that closely.
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I get that. But what are you gonna do? Throw a fit over it?
[ not to chide the other woman or anything. just... curious about what she has to say. ]
Might as well enjoy all this while we're still here. Wings know I'll never get the chance to back in my world.
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[ She sounds a bit sour about that. ]
...wings? What d'you mean by wings? You an avian?
[ She sounds wary when she asks that. ]
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Huh? No. Wings are... Well, that's what we call the megacorporations that run the Districts in our City. Long story. Trust me, you really don't want to know the details.
[ waves hand, waves hand. ]
Instead... call me Ishmael. I'm a hundred percent human, if that helps any.
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[ Sounds obvious enough, but it's not quite like what she's run into. Most of the powerful dickheads she knows are with one form of government or another. ]
I'll just take your word for it, I guess. Call me Red.
[ She furrows her brow. ]
I mean, I'm human too but I still have a beastform. [ Everybody does. Duh. ]
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A... beastform?
[ actually nvm she's a little lost rn ]
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Yeah, you know... like a mammalian or an avian or a reptilian. That's how it is, isn't it?
[ Wait,does Ishmael not know that? ]
I'm a dog, for example. A mammalian.
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No... No, that's now how it is. Not usually, at least.
[ also, a dog? why does she keep attracting canines somehow. ]
In my case, there are times where people will corrode whenever they overuse too much of their E.G.O -- er, the armor and weaponry extracted from the human mind, but I don't think they're the same thing as your deal.
[ and don't get her started on distortions... ]
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[ Well, she's heard of the lower-case "ego" but she has no idea if they're related. ]
But I don't think it's, uh, extracted from the mind. Or at least ours isn't? It's just a part of us. Like breathing. Or sleeping.
[ Simple. ]
So I guess we're both looking at something we don't understand.
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[ she scratches the back of her head. ]
If only that can help us here.
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[ She arches a brow. She could show hers off pretty easily, but she'll offer that in a moment. ]
Never know 'til you try.
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[ she plops her chin on her open palm. ]
I can turn into... whatever Abnormality I extracted my E.G.O from. Like I said, they're weaponry and armor from the mind, and that includes monsters that manifested from the human mind. And even then I can only "corrode" when my own mind takes a really bad hit.
[ sometimes the powers you borrow from monsters can fuck you up!!! it's fine. ]
How about you show me? Should be fine doing it right in front of me, right?
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[ She has to admit that. She's also not sure she totally understands it. But she shrugs all the same. ]
But, yeah, sure. It's not a big deal-
[ And she does it. It just takes a few moments of fur and shifting skin and bones - and there she is. Red fur, snout, pointy ears. The whole thing. ]
Everyone can do it.
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ishmael sits there, mouth slightly agape. usually it hurts whenever she and her fellow sinners corrode and take on forms more monstrous and otherworldly than the last, but this one... isn't. it's a far cry from heathcliff, who couldn't take the abuse he'd gone through in wuthering heights anymore.
she reaches a hesitant hand out, and without thinking she places her palm on red's head and strokes the fur there. is she going to bite? ishmael's got nothing to lose anyway. ]
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Hey, you should at least ask-
[ She half laughs. ]
People where you're from really don't have anything like this?
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[ she reaches further in anyway to continue petting red anyway. she's just curious, okay. ]
They're usually the result of letting their emotions overcome them, I guess. [ heathcliff the heartbroken comes to mind. ] But do you really want more of my boring expositions?
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Well, if you want to. It sounds interesting, not boring.
[ Her ears flick. ]
Not like I have much to say about this, anyway. It's just how it is.
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Enough about my world. When you mistook me for an avian earlier, does that mean anyone in your world can transform into an animal with a blink of an eye?
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Well, yeah. Everyone's got a type, although there are a few different nations... there's one dominated by the avians, there's our mammalian republic... and the lizards have one of their own, too.
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I see. So does that mean people like me who don't have any animal features are an anomaly?
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[ So, yeah. A big anomaly, as far as Red is concerned. ]
Dunno why you guys don't have it.
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Guess there's a first time for everything. But now I'm curious - from first impressions alone, what animal would you assign me with?
[ not her asking for her own fursona ]
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[ She squints. ]
...some kinda cat maybe?
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a slow blink. ]
Really. I was expecting some sort of sea creature, actually.
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