【 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.
[ getting to know people is yves' specialty—and perhaps he's a little drawn to a game of questions with varying levels of intimacy. he's perfectly bright-eyed and open when shylock pulls out the card, and a little awed note leaves him with how easily he plucks one out.
the question is pointed—but he's clearly not intimidated by it. instead, he reverses it immediately: ] Ooh, I like this one. How about we make a rule that we both have to answer each card?
[ an eye for an eye and all that! but he smiles when he suggests it, sincere and earnest. ]
My answer's really good though... [ okay, talk about hyping himself up. he leans over, hand already beckoning shylock to similarly match him, like he's going to whisper the answer right into his ear ] You can't tell anyone either, okay? I'm trusting you.
[ what is with pretty boys and eyepatches lately? must be a new trend going around. not that shylock is complaining. there's a lot of appeal in missing eyes, and the intrigue that comes with it cannot simply be ignored. that's practically catnip for western wizards. ]
Fufu. Why not? The more we know about each other while we're still here, the better.
[ how ominous. the smiling doesn't help, the corners of his mouth stretching wider when he's being beckoned to lean closer so that the younger(?) boy can confide in him. ]
I make no promises, but you can trust me. [ like, seriously. he can't make promises for his own health. ] What is it?
when shylock leans in a bit closer, he might be able to catch that it's less of an eyepatch and more of a lace mask. dark, covering up half of yves' face—and the flesh beneath is discolored. the extent is less obvious, the mask doing its job, with yves' dusk-colored eyes bright against the deeply goth accessory. it's giving otome phantom of the opera
yves' eyes twinkle with both delight and mischief when shylock plays along just enough, and he tilts his head and lowers his voice in the same moment ]
I think the incarnation of Death in my country is quite the romantic, and I'd like to wingman for him one day.
[ ohh, he sees now. he's so intrigued by the discoloration around his eye, but perhaps he'll save that for later. right now there's gossip afoot, and shylock brings a hand to his mouth conspiratorially. ]
Oh, do tell. Just the mere idea of the incarnation of death falling in love is romantic in and of itself.
[ no seriously tell him more juicy deets?? it's not like he knows the guy. he's just here for romance talk hehe. ]
house of cards
the question is pointed—but he's clearly not intimidated by it. instead, he reverses it immediately: ] Ooh, I like this one. How about we make a rule that we both have to answer each card?
[ an eye for an eye and all that! but he smiles when he suggests it, sincere and earnest. ]
My answer's really good though... [ okay, talk about hyping himself up. he leans over, hand already beckoning shylock to similarly match him, like he's going to whisper the answer right into his ear ] You can't tell anyone either, okay? I'm trusting you.
no subject
Fufu. Why not? The more we know about each other while we're still here, the better.
[ how ominous. the smiling doesn't help, the corners of his mouth stretching wider when he's being beckoned to lean closer so that the younger(?) boy can confide in him. ]
I make no promises, but you can trust me. [ like, seriously. he can't make promises for his own health. ] What is it?
no subject
when shylock leans in a bit closer, he might be able to catch that it's less of an eyepatch and more of a lace mask. dark, covering up half of yves' face—and the flesh beneath is discolored. the extent is less obvious, the mask doing its job, with yves' dusk-colored eyes bright against the deeply goth accessory. it's giving otome phantom of the opera
yves' eyes twinkle with both delight and mischief when shylock plays along just enough, and he tilts his head and lowers his voice in the same moment ]
I think the incarnation of Death in my country is quite the romantic, and I'd like to wingman for him one day.
[ what an odd thing to say! ]
no subject
Oh, do tell. Just the mere idea of the incarnation of death falling in love is romantic in and of itself.
[ no seriously tell him more juicy deets?? it's not like he knows the guy. he's just here for romance talk hehe. ]