【 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.
Lets see... Since you're a new arrival again without memories, that makes you a "Wildcard". They'll expect you to have sex here, and they're not above drugging food and drink to do so.
[Remember that macaron he grabbed? He spins it between his knuckles, before taking a bite. Look at him, being so bold and brave. He definitely won't regret this later, or anything, considering his luck.]
And if you do end up staying here, they'll give you a suit and rank. Mine's spades, and I'm a King. [He flashes the tattooed mark on his wrist as he pulls up his sleeve.] You'll get one of these, you don't have a choice on where they end up, it seems. The higher your rank, the better you're treated, the lower the worse. The house usually does things like this to mark the arrival of new blood into the casino, but sometimes it can be less... fun than this. A few months ago people turned into monsters.
[that. . . is not quite what Akira meant, but it's on him for not being more clear. and the information is still appreciated, as someone who is (apparently) still trying to regain his bearings. watch the food and drink he consumes, mind how pushy the staff will get about him doing his business, something about suites and ranks. . . though it would be apt if he could remain a Wild Card, wouldn't it. . .]
[but more importantly than any of that. . .?]
You make it sound like a low budget porn movie. . .
[couldn't he at least be dragged into a good one!!!]
That's not a wrong way to look at it... There's also ghosts here. They'll feel you up. Or drag you places. The elevators are also haunted and the only way to appease them is to fuck in front of the portraits.
[...]
Though escaping out the fire exit sometimes works.
[this whole place is just a super haunted hotel. haunted by horny ghosts. he sees!!!]
[(he does not see)]
[at any rate. . . Akira gives a wave of his hand, before he too plucks up a macaron, toying with it between his fingers much how Kazuya had earlier]
I wouldn't call myself a prude. [he is the complete opposite and he knows it, inexperienced as he would consider himself. but he is still as hot-blooded as the next guy his age] But I'll be doing things on my own terms, I think.
[and with that, he tosses his head back and pops the macaron into his mouth. delicious!!]
Of course. I don't think anyone from the outside is going to force you into anything here. But... There is a time limit on things. It's different for different people, but eventually the suit they give you will flare, and you'll pretty much be brought to your needs and start begging or start jumping people.
[He looks away, a little ashamed...]
Good luck, and all that. Hope you come to terms with things real fast.
[He did... Now he's... Alright with it? It's fucked up, but yeah. He's mostly alright with it now.]
Ah... And if you end up with any girls... Nothing can happen, if you catch my meaning.
[The protag curse of saying the most HEINOUS shit.]
[. . . for the briefest of moments, Akira feels a small flicker of concern when Kazuya turns away, seemingly ashamed of his roundabout confession. his shoulders ease, guard dropping slightly, brows furrowing as he studies the mysterious stranger carefully, mind racing to think of the right words]
[there really aren't any, though. and truly. . . if that's the way things are, then Akira will have a lot to plan for. ah. . . provided he really doesn't wake up eight hours from now sprawled out comfortably in his own bed]
[BUT THEN, KAZUYA SAYS THAT, AND I. HELP. IT'S IMPORTANT TO KNOW, BUT HELP??]
He just lets it happen. Even if it's super important to know, okay! Sometimes... Sometimes Condoms are just Not Around when you're getting hot and heavy with a girl and then you both end up running to the clinic for plan B in a shamed panic only to be told you dont need it...]
[NOT SPEAKING FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE, ARE WE!!!!]
[at least Akira stops after a few tugs, when he is satisfied that his point has been gotten across]
That sure is a lot to dump on a guy who first woke up here thinking it was just his subconscious telling him that he needed to enjoy his life a li'l more.
[it was important to know!! and honestly, Akira's appreciative. he's just being a brat]
[he dips his fingers into his pockets, rocking back onto his heels as he regards Kazuya curiously]
You knew my name.
. . . and what else?
[he's a bit quiet when he asks that question, because-- if the sudden tenseness of his shoulders doesn't make it obvious-- he may be a bit worried about the answer]
What else...? You're from Tokyo, but not the Tokyo I know. I sort of remember something about head demons, but maybe that was Kotone...? What did she call them...? No, wait, it wasn't her, it was Akechi, I think. Called them "Personas"? Is that right? Can you use them too?
[He doesn't remember... It's been so long since they came up in a conversation that he really looks like he's struggling to put all the pieces of a puzzle he doesn't really have together...]
[WAIT. . . NO, DON'T GET CAUGHT IN THE WEEDS, AKIRA!!]
[he clicks his mouth shut before he can finish that name, jaw set as he shoves whatever rush of emotion that was faaaar into the recesses of his mind. focus!! gotta focus!!]
[so. . . his Personas are no longer a secret. annoying that he wasn't the one to spill the beans (that. . . he can remember), but it's not that big of a deal. nothing about his arrest and stint in jail, though. . . that's good. that, in his mind, is the more uncomfortable secret, anyway]
I mean, that is what they are, aren't they? My demons are much... less cognitive than yours, from what I remember. Even if they share appearances and abilities.
[haha what a weird reaction indeed!! must be nothing]
Eh. . .
[. . . a small sideways waggle of his hand]
Personas are the power of the heart and soul. A manifestation of the mask one wears to face the hardships of society. If anything, they're more like "soul demons" than "head demons."
[though this is more an argument of semantics. Akira doesn't linger on it, because something else Kazuya said was far more interesting]
Are your demons the reason you're "incredibly powerful?"
[But he was so sure that Kotone had told him it was head demons...]
Part of it, I guess? Except for the fact that not only do I have an endless army of demons in my employ, I'm the King of them. My power far outranks what any other demon is capable of.
[considering the ultimate crystallization of Akira's power and soul is Satanael. . . who is a demon. . . his soul probably pings as pretty demonic to anyone who can sense those things]
— wait, how does the ethical consumption of souls work??
im sorry for the one word tag its a commitment to The Bit.
I'm under contractual obligation to not spill any secrets. Magic contractual obligations that I couldn't break even if I wanted to, so it's less of a trade secret and more I really can't say anything.
That being said, I don't mind taking a bite of magnetite every now and again from some unsuspecting rowdy partner.
It's a combination of someones will, strong emotions, and life force. All humans have it in spades. It actually makes it easy to tell who's been here for a long time and who is new. Only the living have it.
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[Remember that macaron he grabbed? He spins it between his knuckles, before taking a bite. Look at him, being so bold and brave. He definitely won't regret this later, or anything, considering his luck.]
And if you do end up staying here, they'll give you a suit and rank. Mine's spades, and I'm a King. [He flashes the tattooed mark on his wrist as he pulls up his sleeve.] You'll get one of these, you don't have a choice on where they end up, it seems. The higher your rank, the better you're treated, the lower the worse. The house usually does things like this to mark the arrival of new blood into the casino, but sometimes it can be less... fun than this. A few months ago people turned into monsters.
[A frown finds it's way to his lips, finally.]
Horny monsters.
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[but more importantly than any of that. . .?]
You make it sound like a low budget porn movie. . .
[couldn't he at least be dragged into a good one!!!]
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[...]
Though escaping out the fire exit sometimes works.
[Sometimes!]
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Voyeurism. . .?
[he sees]
[this whole place is just a super haunted hotel. haunted by horny ghosts. he sees!!!]
[(he does not see)]
[at any rate. . . Akira gives a wave of his hand, before he too plucks up a macaron, toying with it between his fingers much how Kazuya had earlier]
I wouldn't call myself a prude. [he is the complete opposite and he knows it, inexperienced as he would consider himself. but he is still as hot-blooded as the next guy his age] But I'll be doing things on my own terms, I think.
[and with that, he tosses his head back and pops the macaron into his mouth. delicious!!]
. . . I appreciate the warnings, though.
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[He looks away, a little ashamed...]
Good luck, and all that. Hope you come to terms with things real fast.
[He did... Now he's... Alright with it? It's fucked up, but yeah. He's mostly alright with it now.]
Ah... And if you end up with any girls... Nothing can happen, if you catch my meaning.
[The protag curse of saying the most HEINOUS shit.]
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[there really aren't any, though. and truly. . . if that's the way things are, then Akira will have a lot to plan for. ah. . . provided he really doesn't wake up eight hours from now sprawled out comfortably in his own bed]
[BUT THEN, KAZUYA SAYS THAT, AND I. HELP. IT'S IMPORTANT TO KNOW, BUT HELP??]
I. Yeah. I do.
[. . .]
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[and then he reaches out to pinch Kazuya's cheeks. BOTH OF THEM. NON-TOO-GENTLY]
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He just lets it happen. Even if it's super important to know, okay! Sometimes... Sometimes Condoms are just Not Around when you're getting hot and heavy with a girl and then you both end up running to the clinic for plan B in a shamed panic only to be told you dont need it...]
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[at least Akira stops after a few tugs, when he is satisfied that his point has been gotten across]
That sure is a lot to dump on a guy who first woke up here thinking it was just his subconscious telling him that he needed to enjoy his life a li'l more.
[. . .]
[ONE LAST DOUBLE CHEEK PULL]
But there's something else I want to know, too.
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I thought it was important to know...
[His cheeks are pulled one last time... And then he goes to rub them when Akira finally lets go.]
What is it you wanna know?
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[he dips his fingers into his pockets, rocking back onto his heels as he regards Kazuya curiously]
You knew my name.
. . . and what else?
[he's a bit quiet when he asks that question, because-- if the sudden tenseness of his shoulders doesn't make it obvious-- he may be a bit worried about the answer]
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[He doesn't remember... It's been so long since they came up in a conversation that he really looks like he's struggling to put all the pieces of a puzzle he doesn't really have together...]
1/3
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[jerks back, eyes widening for a brief moment]
Ake--
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[he clicks his mouth shut before he can finish that name, jaw set as he shoves whatever rush of emotion that was faaaar into the recesses of his mind. focus!! gotta focus!!]
[so. . . his Personas are no longer a secret. annoying that he wasn't the one to spill the beans (that. . . he can remember), but it's not that big of a deal. nothing about his arrest and stint in jail, though. . . that's good. that, in his mind, is the more uncomfortable secret, anyway]
Ah. . . I can.
"Head demons" sounds kind of uncool, though.
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Whatever. Not gonna let that ruin his day!]
I mean, that is what they are, aren't they? My demons are much... less cognitive than yours, from what I remember. Even if they share appearances and abilities.
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Eh. . .
[. . . a small sideways waggle of his hand]
Personas are the power of the heart and soul. A manifestation of the mask one wears to face the hardships of society. If anything, they're more like "soul demons" than "head demons."
[though this is more an argument of semantics. Akira doesn't linger on it, because something else Kazuya said was far more interesting]
Are your demons the reason you're "incredibly powerful?"
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Part of it, I guess? Except for the fact that not only do I have an endless army of demons in my employ, I'm the King of them. My power far outranks what any other demon is capable of.
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Ah. I wasn't worried about that.
[considering the ultimate crystallization of Akira's power and soul is Satanael. . . who is a demon. . . his soul probably pings as pretty demonic to anyone who can sense those things]
— wait, how does the ethical consumption of souls work??
im sorry for the one word tag its a commitment to The Bit.
LMGJSJD PLEASE DO NOT APOLOGIZE IM LOSING IT!!
Trade secret, huh.
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That being said, I don't mind taking a bite of magnetite every now and again from some unsuspecting rowdy partner.
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[an acceptable answer! Akira was more curious than anything else. he truly has zero worries about the safety of his own soul, here]
A bite of magnetite—?
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DONE
oh boy did they ever bang. also akira has every right to punch him right in the face.
AKIRA CAN TELL. he knows his type!! hates it (does not actually hate it) but he knows it!!!
i thought his type was someone who wants to kill him :thinking:
what was that can't hear you over the sound of simply not perceiving that particular factoid?
HMMMMMMMM
looks away
rings the shame bell
FELLOW SMT PROTAG YOU ARE NOT ONE TO TALK
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im so sorry for all the delays in tagging sdjkdf its rough out here
CLASPS HANDS IN SOLIDARITY. . . it's no problem though, I will backtag forever!1
THANK U!!!!!! we stay silly in these trying times
WE SURE DO, we all need a little silly in our lives rn
god dont we
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hehehe we can wrap this one soon w/ just small talk and move to the next :3
sounds perfect!! and then they talked and had coffee and akira made off with the machine afterwards-