【 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.
[It's not like Rex isn't trying to get out of there. Being a tall guy with broad shoulders, he's wedged into his seat tightly, and the seatbelt is tight across his arms, trapping him in place. He's trying to at least get an arm free, but he doesn't want to shimmy too much; the robe they gave him is about 4 sizes too small for him, and is already threatening to burst at the seams. It barely comes down enough to reach his thighs and cover the goods. All it'll take is a light breeze for her to see what he's workin with, and that's not what he's up for right now.]
I'm tryin, lass! But this doesn't want to let me go.
[Thankfully, while he's never been in a car, he has been inside a levnis, so he's familiar at least the idea of being strapped in, even if he can't reach the buckle. But her arms seem to be free.]
Can you at least unbuckle me? Then I might be able to get us out of this blasted thing.
Okay, Rex's suggestion is extremely helpful. Tharja didn't even know what she was supposed to be looking for before; now, she knows she has to look for a strap. A belt. This better not be a trick...
Because, as Tharja wordlessly sweeps her gaze over his body and leans in to feel around for the buckle at his hips, she quickly becomes aware of just how little his robe leaves to the imagination. Hers, too, for that matter. She can feel the front of her robes slip, exposing cleavage as she leans.
Urgh. Looks like she'll have to work on a memory wipe spell again. ]
Blast...
[ Focus! The buckle! She works at it a bit, squinting as it doesn't budge even under her roughest manhandling. It's not by user error this time, either. It just won't release. ]
It's stuck. Of course, it's stuck.
[ What she wouldn't give to have one of her tomes!! ]
[He doesn't move much while she tries to unbuckle him, not wanting to accidentally flash the girl. Though he does look up at the roof of the car when her robes start to slip. He stays staring at it while she works, until she gives up, after a bunch of clicking still results in him being stuck there.]
Ugh, Uraya's bollocks! [He makes a frustrated sound, before letting out a breath.] And me without my swords...
[He chances a glance at her with his one good eye.]
Don't suppose you have a knife on you somewhere...?
Any Car...
I'm tryin, lass! But this doesn't want to let me go.
[Thankfully, while he's never been in a car, he has been inside a levnis, so he's familiar at least the idea of being strapped in, even if he can't reach the buckle. But her arms seem to be free.]
Can you at least unbuckle me? Then I might be able to get us out of this blasted thing.
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Okay, Rex's suggestion is extremely helpful. Tharja didn't even know what she was supposed to be looking for before; now, she knows she has to look for a strap. A belt. This better not be a trick...
Because, as Tharja wordlessly sweeps her gaze over his body and leans in to feel around for the buckle at his hips, she quickly becomes aware of just how little his robe leaves to the imagination. Hers, too, for that matter. She can feel the front of her robes slip, exposing cleavage as she leans.
Urgh. Looks like she'll have to work on a memory wipe spell again. ]
Blast...
[ Focus! The buckle! She works at it a bit, squinting as it doesn't budge even under her roughest manhandling. It's not by user error this time, either. It just won't release. ]
It's stuck. Of course, it's stuck.
[ What she wouldn't give to have one of her tomes!! ]
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Ugh, Uraya's bollocks! [He makes a frustrated sound, before letting out a breath.] And me without my swords...
[He chances a glance at her with his one good eye.]
Don't suppose you have a knife on you somewhere...?
[A stupid question, but he still has to ask.]
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No. [ But it's somehow both a relief and frustrating that he's just as stuck as Tharja is. She would hate to be too indebted to someone. ]
If I had my tomes, I could blast this contraption to high hell.
[ Tharja returns her attention back to the buckle, trying her hand at it again. ]
Do you have any other ideas?