TDM 007

[goldmods]

【 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

WELCOME TO THE GOLDEN PEA... CAR?

► Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals aren't being checked into rooms — the front desk and concierge have made an executive decision to temporarily house new arrivals in the parking garage. This may actually not be as bad as one may think! All of the vehicles in the Golden Peacock's garage are luxury; some are even bigger than the basement suites. There are, however, a limited number of cars available. Guests are booked into cars in pairs or sets of three.

► All vehicles in the Golden Peacock's parking garage are top of the line models. While the body style and year vary, their common denominator is that they are expensive. New arrivals may wake up in any kind of luxury vehicle from a zippy little Maserati to a SUV limousine. Guests waking up in larger, party-style vehicles may find the inside bar stocked with booze and snacks. Due to the nature of waking up in cars, they may wake up anywhere in their new ride. Even the trunk!

► New arrivals wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are dramatic sets bedazzled with precious gems. These robes are inspired by the 1920s. Some are silk, some are sheer, some are lined with fur. All are over the top. If it has the flavor of old Hollywood or wealth your character can wake up in it. Some lucky guests may even find old fashioned smoking pipes or extended cigarette holders in their robe pockets.

► After briefly being dumbfounded, the valet, who normally has nothing to do, will scurry down with a few racks of clothes. All articles on the racks have been dragged out of storage; the majority of the pieces are old-fashioned or mismatched. All he can do is continue to bow deeply and apologize for the lack of amenities in the parking garage. No one ever comes here!

SUITES DON'T DO THIS!

► The cars in the parking garage are temperamental. Guests may find doors locking and unlocking of their own accord when they're trying to exit the vehicle. When inside with someone else, the radio will change to a channel playing romantic music. The lights will flicker, dim, or turn off to create some sexy ambiance. They've been in the parking garage for a long time and haven't seen any action in decades. That famous car that starred in Titanic got people to have sex in it. Why can't they!

► Some of the cars may act strangely in other ways. The AC or heat will blast unexpectedly, the horn will go off at the least opportune moment, the engine will steam, the seats will spring back without anyone pressing the lever... if it can go wrong in a car, it can happen.

If asked, the valet will explain that over the past few months parts have gone mysteriously missing from some of the cars. Stolen, by no good dirty thieves! But what kind of ragamuffin would snatch car parts in the Golden Peacock? Regardless, he will apologize about the issues. They will continue until those missing parts are returned or replaced.

He will offer a monetary reward to anyone that can bring him any information about the guests that have been stealing car parts. It makes him look incompetent at his job, you see. All he has to do is watch these cars that don't go anywhere! If the house catches wind that they're needing repairs on his watch he's liable to lose his job. He's got four engaged daughters and he's got to pay for their weddings. He can't afford to get fired!

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.

AT THE DOOR

► Guests must adhere to the black tie dress code to enter. Those that show up in less than their best won't be turned away — but they will be stuffed into a rental outfit provided by the staff. All provided outfits are gaudy, flashy, and encrusted with jewelry. Also — itchy. Too much starch.

► Guests that do not want to come will be "helped" to the party by the casino's favorite ghost hands. They will be dragged, levitated, and thrown across the resort until they've "joined" the party. Those that wish to opt out will be conveniently overlooked, completely forgotten by both the house and the hands because they, "lack presence." Ouch!

► Guests that wish to leave the party before it reaches its official end 168 hours later will find obstacles getting in the way of exiting. Staff pop out of nowhere to cheerfully guide them over to this new game they must try. Waiters stop them with trays of steaming food that they think they'll really enjoy. Long-standing guests stumble directly into their path and drag them into some drunken shenanigans. The doors will randomly get stuck. While guests can certainly escape the party, the forces that be are determined to make it difficult for them to call it a night.

REFRESHMENTS

► WHAT THE RICH FOLK EAT: A massive buffet table lines the back wall of the casino. This nod to overconsumption and gluttony features expensive and exquisite eats from land to sea. Everything on the table is decadent; only the best for guests of the Golden Peacock. The servers working the table encourage guests to eat and eat and eat, even going so far as to help them load up their 16 inch plates until they're overflowing. Less is more? Nonsense. More is more.

► IT'S GETTING BUBBLY: While there are plenty of libations to go around, there is one special champagne that's guaranteed sweep you off your feet. A few sips of the bubbly will have you floating in the air like you're the grandpa from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Guests that drink the bubbly will become like a bubble themselves, rising to the ceiling and swimming through the air. Unlike Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, however, burping isn't the answer to grounding safely. The bubbly wears off randomly and without warning, so be careful of falling on another guest or someone's game table.

► JUST A PUFF OR TWO: There's a new smoke that's captured the attention of party-goers. This popular new drug is called twig. Smoked from a very thin joint with an earthy taste. Need to add some pep to your step? Twig is the smoking equivalent of two hundred cups of coffee. Who needs sleep? With twig, it's possible to stay awake for upwards of three days without feeling tired. Guests report feeling "brilliantly energized" after smoking twig. However, reports also note that once the high wears off, the user might feel like a deflated balloon that's been run over by a truck. Long-standing guests will encourage newer guests to give it a try. You can sleep after the party, bro!

GAME ROOMS

TRY YOUR LUCK

DIRTY DICE: EVEN DIRTIER

A crowd favorite — Dirty Dice is BACK and now it's even dirtier. The creators put their heads together to come up with funnier and more dynamic dice options to keep things interesting for players. While the original game used a pair of standard six-sided dice, Dirty Dice: Even Dirtier debuts a pair of hefty twelve-sided dice.

► The rules for Dirty Dice: Even Dirtier remain the same as last year. Players will be seated at a two-top (though group Dirty Dice games are also encouraged!) with a set of dirty dice. The starting player rolls both dice. The action created with the dice must then be done to the opposing player — however, the rolling player does have the option to turn down the action if they're chicken. The second player will then roll the dice to create an action, similarly able to turn down the action if they're also chicken. Players continue to take turns until there is a winner.

► The first player to complete four actions will receive bragging rights, an extra large chip payout, and the resounding applause from the audience. For low rank guests, winning Dirty Dice: Even Dirtier may also come with an invitation to one of the exclusive lounges.

DIE A
1: TICKLE
2: FINGER
3: KISS
4: SUCK
5: CARESS
6: SLAP
7: FONDLE
8: PINCH
9: LICK
10: BITE
11: SNIFF
12: GRIND ON

DIE B
1: LIPS
2: THIGH
3: CHEST
4: ASS
5: MOUTH
6: ELBOW
7: NECK
8: EAR
9: NIPPLE
10: GENITALS
11: KNEE
12: NOSE

SEX TOY ROULETTE

Come one, come all, step right up and try your luck with Sex Toy Roulette! Several giant roulette wheels (an ode to our favorite morning TV show, The Price Is Right) are waiting for those brave enough to give them a spin. Sex Toy Roulette is a game of chance that comes with risks and rewards. Are you daring enough to give it a go?

► Sex Toy Roulette is very easy to play. The player steps up to the wheel, grabs the handle, and gives it their best spin. Whatever the needle lands on when the wheel stops is what the player wins! Lucky ducks might land on one of the fabulous instant prizes which can be claimed immediately. Less lucky ducks land on one of the sex toy options.

► If the needle lands on one of the sex toy options the roulette manager will give the player the corresponding sex toy. The toy will sync with the player's Watch and begin a countdown of 4 hours. The instructions for further steps are also transmitted to their Watch: Use this sex toy in a sex act with another guest within 4 hours.

► Players that complete the game and use the sex toy within 4 hours will receive no penalty. They also get to keep the sex toy. Yay!

► Players that do not complete the game and do not use the sex toy within 4 hours will be penalized. Not only will a substantial amount of chips be drained from their bank account, guests may experience a sudden and intense suit flare. Wildcards may randomly experience symptoms of ANY SUIT.

1: BLINDFOLD
2: CHOCOLATE SYRUP
3: PADDLE
4: DILDO
5: INSTA-PRIZE
6: G-STRING
7: CLIT SUCKER
8: ANAL BEADS
9: ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH
10: INSTA-PRIZE
11: MAGIC WAND
12: GUN

13: A REGULAR SPOON
14: VIBRATOR
15: INSTA-PRIZE
16: ROPE
17: BALL GAG
18: FLESHLIGHT
19: BONDAGE TAPE
20: FLAVORED CONDOMS
21: INSTA-PRIZE
22: BUTT PLUG
23: GARTER BELT
24: KNIFE

25: NIPPLE CLAMPS
26: INSTA-PRIZE
27: LEASH & COLLAR
28: RIDING CROP
29: SEX DOLL
30: BEN WA BALLS
31: CHASTITY CAGE
32: ANKLE CUFFS
33: COCK RING
34: INSTA-PRIZE
35: CUCUMBER
36: HANDCUFFS

► Guests that land on INSTA-PRIZE may select from the following prizes:

An extra-large chip payout and money box experience. Stand inside a narrow box and enjoy being showered with the bills of different cultures across the multiverse! Dollars, yen, euros, yuan... you name it.

The royal experience. Travel around the party in the coveted Pure Gold Peacock Palanquin. Enjoy 24 hours of topless servants and constant hand-and-foot service. All of your commands will be obeyed.

Select from an assortment of luxury watches, necklaces, earrings, and other expensive articles of clothing. Cashmere, pure silk, Mongolian wool — high quality items for keeps. May also select from appliances that would not be normally found in low rank suites.

A brand new car or motorcycle!!! Yes, the car will have to live in the garage, but it's all yours. Winners who choose a motorcycle may ride it around the hallways of the resort.

► The specific details of the sex toy a character is given is left to OOC discretion. For example, if you choose to land on "vibrator", you may have your character given any kind of vibrator. Have fun!

1 or 11

Down the hall from the main hub guests may find a clandestine room with a silvery sign on the door — ARE YOU 1 OR 11? Crossing the threshold brings a different atmosphere from the card tables and slot machines. The game manager stops every person that comes inside, offering four cards and asking the new player to select one.

"This will be your role inside Lovers' Hideaway," she explains with a smile. After selecting a card, the player will be guided past the velvet curtains to join in the amorous atmosphere of a silver-studded lounge with several private bedrooms.

► 1 or 11 is a game of dominance and submission. The four hidden cards offered at the door are all Ace cards. The specific Ace card that the player draws indicates their role of either Dominant or Submissive. For the rest of their time inside Lover's Hideaway that is the dynamic they are expected to play. Players will win a large payout after any intimate D/s encounter.

► A player must redraw every time they leave and return to Lovers' Hideaway, so it is possible to play both dynamics.

A♦: ACE OF DIAMONDS — 1, Submissive.
A♥︎: ACE OF HEARTS — 11, Dominant.
A♣: ACE OF CLUBS — 1, Submissive.
A♠: ACE OF SPADES — 11, Dominant.

► The rules of 1 or 11 are otherwise very relaxed. Doms and Subs seek one another out inside Lovers' Hideaway and find mutual satisfaction together. The staff of Lovers' Hideaway are happy to provide any amenities that the couple would like to use in their play.

HOUSE OF CARDS

Ladies and gentleman! Do you dare to test how steady your hands are? Are you ready for a new challenge? Come play our new game, House of Cards. Step up to any table with a house of cards and prepare to go head-to-head with another guest in a game of strategy and luck.

► Players take turns removing one of the cards from a house of cards. Similarly to Jenga, players must be careful not to knock the house of cards over when removing a card. The player that causes the house to collapse is the loser. A large sum of chips will be transfered from the loser to the winner after the house falls.

► Each card has a question. After successfully pulling a card, the player must then answer the question honestly. Questions vary in intensity, ranging from simple inquiries such as, What is your favorite color? to more complicated, Would you betray a loved one for financial gain?

► Failure to answer the question or to answer it honestly will register as a loss on the player's Watch. The player will then be flagged as the loser and a large sum of chips will be transferred to the winning player.

EXCLUSIVE LOUNGES

ONLY FOR THE FEW

HIGH CLASS OASIS

Being a high rank in the Golden Peacock comes with perks. 168 hours is exhausting, so staff have arranged a luxurious respite for the high rank guests that need a break from the party. Guests ranked 10 - King are invited to come relax in the High Class Oasis. Suit-clad and sunglasses wearing security stand at the door and check each guest's credentials before they're allowed to enter.

Security are strict about monitoring who is allowed to come into the oasis. They won't even allow a high rank to bring a mid or low rank with them; they won't risk upsetting any of the other high ranks. However, while these security guards are loyal and diligent, they aren't especially smart. It is possible for low and mid rank guests to sneak into the oasis with a bit of ingenuity. But be careful — if you don't walk the high class walk, one of the royal long-term guests might call for security to drag the peasants away.

Private bedrooms and sleeping pods.

Bathroom featuring showers, bath tubs, hot tubs, sauna, and steam room.

Racks of complimentary clothing.

Top-shelf bottles of wine, champagne, and spirits.

Complimentary cigarettes and cigars.

Full body massages and masseuses on call.

Birdbucks baristas serving up any and all coffee drinks, on the house.

Peace and quiet away from the peasants!

HIGH ROLLER CLUB

Guests that are willing to bet high and gamble hard are invited to play in the High Roller Club. The High Roller Club isn't for the faint of wallet or heart; everything played inside this exclusive club is high risk and high reward. Guests that refuse to match the high risk energy of the club will be escorted out immediately. Entrance to the High Roller Club is dependent upon the means to bet high. If the dealers judge a guest to be broke and/or a coward, unable to put forth chips and unwilling to bet their bodies, they will be denied access.

Guests that have been denied access but are caught trying to sneak in will be conscripted into drink service. They will be dressed up in a sexy bird costume and made to serve drinks to high rollers. Think sexy casino bunny, bird edition. Hey, at least that gives them a bird's eye view of how the extremely wealthy (and gambling addicts) play?

All games require large bets, either monetary or bodily.

Sex acts may be offered in lieu of chips if the player has no chips left to bet.

All drinks are complementary when playing in the club.

Wins and losses must be large enough to be impactful on a player's daily life.

Players can end up in the red, which triggers instant conscription. Players in massive debt will be forced to work in other areas of the party to begin paying back the house.

Any kind of game may be played in the club, including games under the "Game Rooms" tab.

WOMEN'S PARLOR

A pair of eight foot Amazonian bouncers guard the doors to the Women's Parlor. Only guests that identify as women will be allowed to enter the parlor. Guests that identify as men will be blocked by the bouncers' crossed spears. This lounge is a private space for women to relax and refresh during the festivities.

Like the other lounges, it is not impossible for guests that identify as men to sneak into the Women's Parlor. However, these Amazonian bouncers won't move an inch from the door and refuse to engage with men, leaving little room for persuasion or sneaking. Men who wish to sneak into the Women's Parlor will have to crossdress as women in order to pass the bouncers. It's important to keep up the act, too, lest the long-standing guests inside the parlor realize that men have snuck into their haven and call the Amazons to come catch them.

Comfortable couches and sofas; blankets and pillows.

A few showers stocked with amenities.

Quick laundry service for gowns and pantsuits.

Exclusive dessert bar, featuring limited edition pastries.

High tea at all hours, featuring limited edition tea blends and mini sandwiches.

Running chocolate fountain and numerous dip-able foods such as fruits and marshmallows.

Numerous kittens and cats for cuddling.

Complimentary shoulder and/or foot massages.

HANGOVER AFTERCARE

DID YOU HAVE FUN?

A LITTLE AFTERCARE

► The morning after the party ends, characters will find themselves waking up with someone else in their bed. Did you go to bed with someone last night? Oops, looks like they got misplaced in the shuffle, but please enjoy this new person. No one should wake up alone after a party — or so the house thinks. Affection and intimacy have been reported to increase happiness in humans and semi-human individuals after an exhausting escapade. Plus, it's heard that hangovers can be torturous. Not that it would know.

► Guests won't just be waking up to each other. Waiting for them are trays with steaming hot breakfast and a large cloth bag labeled Hangover Kit. While you're enjoying some coffee and munching on bacon, feel free to dig into the bag and check out what the house has sent for you! Isn't it the best host?

Please enjoy your complimentary: water bottle; aspirin packs; Pepto-Bismol; Gas-X; Imodium; anal douche; enema kit; viagra; face masks; a box of Bon-Bons; and one (1) random sex toy.

Have a pleasant sleepy morning!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: Alcohol; altered states; BDSM dynamics; coercion; drug use; exhibitionism; food play; gambling; servitude

▶ 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.

▶ Happy New Year and 2025! ♥

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

hangover;

[laserguy]

[Scott doesn't have a hangover, which is nice, but he's also pretty sure that he didn't fall asleep next to someone because he was pissy and moody and pretty much didn't want to deal with anyone after a certain point in the party. Just too much social interaction and even though he was pretty much dragged to be at the party, some guests still sneered at him for being a low rank. Which. They can definitely piss off about that. Go figure, he's in a place that doesn't care about mutant stuff, but there's something else that gets people to judge others without thought.

...At least he's being offered a bonbon though? You know what, that makes everything okay now.

The teen looks at Akira for a few seconds, dressed in similarly simple pajamas, but there's also a pair of sunglasses that's firmly on his face. Nothing weird about that, right? Don't you go to bed with your sunglasses on??]

Well, share, asshole.

[No filter in the morning, that's how that is. He also holds a hand out, as if expecting Akira to plop a piece of chocolate there.]

[survivaltricks]

[YEAH WHO DOESN'T WEAR SUNGLASSES TO BED. AKIRA IS THE STRANGE ONE, HERE]

[and oh my god. an amused snort, coupled with an upward twitch in his lips, and Akira graciously places the bonbon into his companion's palm. but there's no way he's letting that cheek slide without a bit of his own]

What's the magic word?

[punk]

[laserguy]

[OBVIOUSLY.

...And oh, his companion here is an ass too, huh?

Scott just barely manages to stop himself from responding with a 'suck my dick' comment because. This is the sex casino. He literally can't say something like that without it being a suggestion and that's so rude. But at least said chocolate is in his palm and it's immediately being tossed into his mouth with zero hesitation. Clearly a good morning breakfast.

But with all ruffled hair and morning sleepiness and bitchiness, Scott makes a half-grumbled noise, the sound coming from deep in his throat, before responding with some of that chocolate half-eaten in his mouth. Yeah, a little gross.]

Piss off.

[.....No traces of the future leader of the X-Men here. That part of his brain is still asleep.]

[survivaltricks]

That's two words.

[two words that Akira probably deserves for laying claim to the bonbons first. he shared one with Scott, but who knows how many he has eaten on his own? rude!! chocolate hog!!]

Sounds like Little Miss Sunshine woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Party too hard?

[laserguy]

[Scott isn't sure if he should respect the other teen's sass or be annoyed by it. Definitely a dick, but he kind of likes it (at least this time) and so he just gives himself some time to think about it as he finishes the sweet in his mouth, enjoying the last remnants of flavor and okay yeah, that was really good. But with that gone... Scott looks at Akira for a few seconds, face neutral like he's finally deciding, before he settles with a snort, the mutant rolling his eyes beneth his glasses.]

Ass.

[He really doesn't sound as pissy as before, miraculously enough. Even with Akira's 'sunshine comment,' Scott doesn't get defensive and simply wipes his hand against the bed because it's not his, so who cares?? Take advantage of the situation, even if it pushed him to wake up next to a complete stranger. Not the first time this happened, so he technically should be used to this.

Although, he wouldn't mind having another bonbon--]

More like the party sucked and I was in a stuffy suit the entire night.

[Wait, what's all that honesty?? Scott ruffles a hand through his hair, almost awkward.] Hand me another chocolate.

[survivaltricks]

[a sharp grin at the "ass" comment, because he knows he is. but it softens in genuine sympathy when Scott starts to grumble about the party]

Mmm. . . sorry to hear that.

[here, have a pity bonbon. this time he is handing it over without demanding a "please." see, he can be nice!!]

They gave us breakfast and a nice gift bag, if that'll help.

["nice" gift bag. . .]

[laserguy]

[Chocolate truly makes everything better. But without further ado, Scott tosses the bonbon into his mouth and this time, he actually fully chews and swallows before talking to Akira again. He can be less of a dick when the situation calls for it, sometimes.]

Do I want to know what's in the gift bag? [Scott huffs, half expecting there to be condoms or sex toys or anything among those lines. He'd be very surprised otherwise. Nonetheless, he leans his cheek against his hand, watching Akira as he shrugs.] But I guess we might as well see what's inside, salvage the stuff that we actually want.

[....] Although, saying this right now, I'm stealing some of your breakfast.

[For eating who knows how many bonbons earlier!!]

[survivaltricks]

[oh my god. with faux offense]

How dare you. Thief.

[pot, kettle! but he clearly doesn't mind as he chomps down on one last bonbon before popping the box lid back on the rest]

And it's a pretty— [a beat. how does he say this. . .] — eclectic mix??

[he has already taken what he wanted from the kit. the rest he doesn't need, since his inaugural partying was actually pretty mild]

The painkillers might come in handy, if you're hungover.

[laserguy]

Compensation.

[Is he serious? Scott manages to say that with a straight face and his glasses are still doing their job in keeping his expression harder to read, but there's a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. Okay, maybe he didn't wake up to the worst person possible, chocolate stealing aside.]

Don't need them now, but I might as well take them. Could be useful for later. [Not that there's like actual fighting that really takes place here, but it'd still be useful to have painkillers around. Curious now, Scott reaches over to his bag to look at the 'party favors' that he's been given.

Ah yep, a sex toy. And other stuff. What even is anal douching?? Hey bedmate, wanna trade some stuff--]

At least half of this stuff is useful. That's more than I expected.

[survivaltricks]

[the only thing Akira has to trade is the bonbons, fight him for them--!]

Mmm, yeah. The medicine is nice for when you're having a bad day. And I suppose the other stuff is useful, too?

[a small shrug, and Akira links his hands behind his head before flopping back on his pillow, sprawled out comfortably next to Scott. he is in no way uncomfortable with this sharing a bed thing, apparently!]

Honestly, based on everything I've heard so far, it's a lot nicer than what I expected from this place.

[laserguy]

[He can and he will!!

A noncommittal noise leaves Scott at that, mostly agreeing with his assessment before taking the water bottle out. It's the only thing that he really wants from the bag right now, the mutant uncapping it before taking a large sip. If Scott looks bothered or confused by how comfortable Akira is, he definitely doesn't show it. Probably because he's literally woken up with another teen in his bed and they were fully wrapped around each other like... octopuses.

What. Too early to think of any other metaphor!!]

Yeah, just wait. [He snorts, some bitterness entering his voice. Guess he's talking to someone new to the casino. He was in that boat not too long ago.] Unless you get lucky and start off as a high rank. Otherwise, they treat you like you're dirt.

[survivaltricks]

Eh. What else is new?

[he seems strangely unbothered by that possibility, too. it is what the youth call. . . desensitization]

[now that they're talking about ranks, though. . . curiously, he rolls onto his side to face Scott, cheek propped in his hand. this is a topic he hadn't discussed with anyone else, and he admits he is a bit intrigued. even if it's dumb!!]

How do they decide stupid things like rank, anyway?

[laserguy]

Well it still sucks.

[He seems so unbothered, guess he's used to it? Scott isn't sure if he prefers this sort of detached acceptance or anger. Maybe a little would be nice, but he doesn't focus on it for much longer, just taking another large sip of water before placing it on the nightstand.]

Luck of the draw?

[Then because he's just feeling a little cranky right now--]

Or maybe they just hate mutants.

[Which he knows isn't fully true, because Kazuya told him that he used to be here before-- an older version of him at least. And he was a fucking king. Scott's not sure why he's basically at the opposite end of the spectrum, maybe they thought it was funny? Or he's just not as good yet--

All stupid thoughts. Which is why Scott went with that half-assed answer.]

[survivaltricks]

Haha. Yeah.

[he won't argue against that. Akira is also used to it-- used to letting the sharp rumors and disparaging glares run off his back like water-- but it does suck. . . and Scott gets a small, sympathetic smile at that]

[he wouldn't be surprised if this resort chose ranks based on LUCK OF THE DRAW, but something else Scott says piques his curiosity]

Mutants?

[hm. his gaze trails towards the sunglasses. are those two things related. . .?]

[laserguy]

[He'll take Akira's quiet acknowledgement for what it is. Scott can at least tell he's not being mocking or facetious about this and that he's probably dealt with a lot of his own crap back home. He's a little curious, but he's a little busy bringing his breakfast tray onto his lap in order to start shoving some eggs into his mouth. What's the point of having breakfast in bed if he's not eating said breakfast!! Sue him, he's hungry.

The one-word question gets Scott to look back at Akira though, some leftover egg on his lips and oh, right, he probably should explain that a little.]

Yeah. Mutants. [......] The sunglasses in bed isn't just a fashion statement.

[survivaltricks]

Mmm. I was wondering.

[a nod of understanding, though he feels like it'd be rude to ask why. so he doesn't!]

What does "mutant" mean to you?

[Akira has his own ideas based on context clues and knowledge of the term from back home, but he feels like this guy is using it differently]

[laserguy]

[Akira's question gives him pause. It's clear that this isn't really a question that Scott's been asked often. He and his species were always called mutants and everyone seemed fine with it, so he never questioned it.]

Huh? I mean... that's what I am, me and my friends back home. We've just mutated from humans, I guess. We have what's known as the 'X-Gene' in our DNA.

[Scott offers as a simple explanation, before shoving another mouthful of egg in his mouth. He chews for a while, before swallowing, and--] I'm assuming you don't have mutants in your... timeline?

[survivaltricks]

[give him a second he is trying to remember what he learned in biology class. mutated genes. . . chromosomal abnormalities. . .]

I think we do, but not to the point of where we go around othering people by calling them "mutants."

[sitting up, legs crossed again, both hands propping up his cheeks]

What does that X-gene do? Ah— and if I'm asking too many questions, you can tell me to stop.

[laserguy]

If there were mutants in your timeline, at least by the definition that my world goes by, you'd probably would know. [Small pause.] Unless they're still in hiding. Mutants only became known the public around ten years ago.

[When Magneto threated to kill the president on national television and everything. Normal stuff. At least he sort of chilled enough to turn against Apocalypse and save the Professor from him. It's really kind of hard to form an opinion about the former terrorist, so Scott's a little glad that he doesn't have to think about it too much right now.]

Mostly, it gives us powers. [It doesn't look like Scott's bothered explaining this stuff to Akira. Maybe he'll have to do stuff like this in the future back home, so this is good practice. He can see the Professor saying that to him. Talking about mutant stuff in this capacity wakes Scott up a little more anyway, demeanor a little less 'grumpy teen' and more 'trying really hard to be leader material.'

The eggs are probably helping too.] But before you ask, optic blasts.

[His power.]

[survivaltricks]

[Akira supposes it's possible. . . but he couldn't even begin to guess how probable it is. after all, his timeline has a ton of other supernatural fuckery going on. though it is because of that supernatural fuckery that Akira would believe]

Powers, huh.

[a curious hum, and before he can even open his mouth to ask Scott cuts him off. Akira blinks a few times in surprise, before letting out an amused huff, lips curving into a grin.t hat does explain the sunglasses]

[. . .]

[. . . he prefers to keep his own abilities a secret, but. . . that ship has sailed, hasn't it? there are already too many people here who know. so what's the harm?]

Soul demons. [he gestures to himself] I use the power of my soul to summon characters from mythology and legend to fight for me.

[laserguy]

[Scott stops midbite when Akira admits to summoning soul demons. The mutant curiously tilts his head at him, unseen eyes blinking before his glasses, but the long pause might give that sort of impression anyway. At least it's clear that he's definitely not alarmed hearing about this, Scott pretty much accepting Akira's comment without question.]

Huh. [Maybe a little like Kazuya? Although, he's an actual demon... but then there's Yu, who summoned that one dude back when they were stuck in the elevator. He wonders if any of that is similar at all. Is this a Japanese thing or what?? It's almost starting to feel that way.]

Could you show me? I think I've seen something like that before in this casino.

[Scott's always here to talk about powers because he's interested. Even if Akira isn't a mutant, at least he's... weird in his own way. It means something when there's no other mutants around.]

[survivaltricks]

[a slight quirk of a smile; that reply isn't surprising, considering everything Kazuya has told him. he hasn't met a demon yet, but if they truly are anything like his Personas. . .]

Sure. [no hesitation] Not here, though.

[he gestures to the room around them, lifting his arms into a lazy stretch afterwards]

It's too small. [a pause] Quid pro quo?

[HE WANTS TO SEE THE LASER EYES]

[laserguy]

[Too small, really? Just how big are these soul demons?? Scott can't help but picture something large now, some colossal demon expanding its wings across the entire casino and looking cool. Maybe he's giving the other teen too much credit though, because that would mean he's super cool too, right? He doesn't see it--

Nonetheless, his anticipation about this builds, Scott trying to hide his excitement by agreeing with a small hum.]

Yeah, sure. [...] It's hard for me to show my powers too without destroying something in the process.

[survivaltricks]

[nope. he is not super cool at all. Scott's instincts are correct, his bedmate is a total and complete loser. do not let the soul demons lead him to believe otherwise!]

Well.

[lightly, playfully. but there's a hint of mischief in his eyes, a bit of a spark that glistens in the backs of his irises]

I happen to know where there's a parking garage filled with expensive cars that no one is using.

[VANDALISM??]

[laserguy]

[There's something playful in Akira's expression and oh my god. Scott nearly chokes on his eggs, just barely managing to swallow before responding.]

I mean, I was thinking of the training room they got here...

[The two sides of him battling are right now. He's supposed to be more responsible now, a X-Man, a good representation of mutants and all that. Cyclops wouldn't go to a parking garage and blast apart some rich asshole's car, even if they're dicks, right? But Scott Summers might still, the teen who had a slight chip on his shoulder and only recently found a place with the other mutants.

That reckless whisper in the back of his mind goads him. Do it. It's not like anyone actually drives cars around here, they don't appreciate them. So, it wouldn't really be too bad. He bites his lip, uncertain.]

The car wouldn't be usable anymore afterward.