【 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.
[. . . if he bends over enough on his own merits can he pick Kazuya up on his back. this is so dumb. people are looking at them funnily now. THIS IS NOT HOW GUESTS BEHAVE AT FANCY PARTIES]
So you're all magic. . . I bet your melee game sucks. Do you even know how to use a weapon?
[it isn't, but don't blame Akira's thoughts for meandering slightly in that direction before immediately course-correcting. except now he's wondering how Kazuya even knows?? weirdo]
And yet you haven't, and you remain perfectly within my evil grasp.
[ He should give him a noogie... that'd be fun.
He doesn't, though. He's got bigger plans that'll make Akira's stomach do flips. ]
Don't barf on me. I'm kidnapping you for real now.
[ By way of a little demonic teleportation, baby! Right into Kazuya's comfy King suite, where he'll finally let go of the other teen.
The inside of it just looks like a pretty traditional Japanese house, if considerably more opulent, and they've basically ended up in the living room. There's a couch not too far off to the side. ]
We'll probably both get dragged back to the party soon enough. Anyway, welcome to my evil lair.
[no j/k, he looks kind of queasy and disoriented for a few seconds as someone who has never teleported before, but he manages to keep it together!!]
[straightens after his momentary bout of deeply uncool nausea like nothing happened, gaze flickering across the room. for some reason, this place feels much nicer than the gaudy, golden casino]
Mmm, yes. Very evil. I can feel the demonic energy radiating from every surface.
[he is gonna be a rude guest and immediately flop on the couch like a greedy cat]
[The joke is!!! Kazuya and Akira were friends!!! Which means they're still friends, and he's welcome to absolutely flop on his very comfortable couch and become a greedy cat. Kazuya moves to the kitchen momentarily, to grab a snack for his guest.
He'll toss him a chocolate granola bar that he's lifted from one of the shops downstairs in the galleria, aiming for it to land on his stomach.]
Anyway, welcome to the Golden Peacock. You escaped once, so here's hoping you manage to do it again. Hopefully this time you stick around long enough to tell us how you did it.
[. . . oh! snacks!! Kazuya's aim is good; the granola lands right on Akira's stomach. he snatches it up in one smooth motion, pushing himself into a seated position and scooting over so there's room on the couch for his gracious host to sit down, too. he can be generous!!]
[as he fiddles with the packaging, his mouth curves into a sharp grin. it glimmers a bit like a knife, something darker and more dangerous settling in his eyes. he is still forming his own opinions on this place, but. . . there is one thing he knows for certain]
This time. . . [gestures with his half-opened granola bar as he leans back, one arm propped against the arm rest] I'll rob this place blind before I go.
[ Said as Kazuya plunks down into a chair opposite Akira. He doubt that'll be the case, but he'll still hope regardless. ]
I don't personally plan on leaving unless the people I know can get home too. I've made my own promises here, after all. Still, definitely raise a little hell. I won't get in your way.
[causing trouble, getting into trouble. . . he truly has no idea what he is in for, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to cause a ruckus]
[either way, he falls silent for a bit as he gnaws on his granola bar, speaking again only when he's halfway through his snack. his tone is perfectly even, with all of his humor draining away as he nudges the conversation towards more somber topics]
[He rolls up the sleeve of his shirt, holding out his wrist for the other to see the black crown outlining a spades symbol. The spade symbol itself is a little dark, but nothing too worrisome.]
My suit is spades, so there's usually some darker aspect to my nature that shows up when it darkens completely.
[Akira's own features grow stony as his gaze sweeps across the marking. for a moment, he is silent. . . until he places the half-eaten granola aside and reaches out to take Kazuya's hand in his own, drawing the other's wrist nearer so he can get a better look at the symbol]
Well, for me it's usually in relation to my demonic nature. The urge to hurt people and take what I want from them. I can end up more overconfident, arrogant... Very possessive of things and people I might consider "mine", if that makes sense.
[He doesn't like it. Would prefer to not have to deal with it, but that's not really going to happen anymore, is it? So long as he has this mark, and is in this place, Kazuya will be subject and beholden to it's whims.
So the best he can do is try not to let it darken too much.]
Other suits have different effects. Hearts seems to make people more emotional, diamonds seem to act on more physical desires. Clubs is mental, things like that.
[There's a small shiver that goes up his spine as Akira's thumb brushes against the mark, but he opts to ignore it instead, for now.]
Not that often. Usually only if the resort itself decides to mess with me, otherwise I'm pretty good at keeping up on things here. I have a few agreements with people, which helps.
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[. . . if he bends over enough on his own merits can he pick Kazuya up on his back. this is so dumb. people are looking at them funnily now. THIS IS NOT HOW GUESTS BEHAVE AT FANCY PARTIES]
So you're all magic. . . I bet your melee game sucks. Do you even know how to use a weapon?
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[A very normal thing to say! But also, unfortunately, he is a demon. A demon overlord. The King of Bel. He gets all the perks.]
But no to the weapon. The most I've ever done is punched another demon with a phone charm.
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So how'd that work out for you?
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[In a manner of speaking.]
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Good job, then.
[a beat]
What'd he taste like?
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[IT WAS LIKE EATING A DEMONIC BLOCK OF LARD. Very calorie dense. Tastes like eating a candle.]
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[somehow not surprised]
Are you going to let me go, by the way?
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[... this is not a comment about his dick, let it be known.]
And no. I'm keeping you captive. You're mine to do as I please with now.
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I'm rating this kidnapping a three out of ten.
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[Because he can provide! He can be a good kidnapper...!]
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You need a secret hideout. Some place no one will ever find me. Also: what are your plans for a ransom?
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[ Hm. He did strike him as a bit of an exhibitionist... ]
And I can kidnap you to somewhere no one will find right now, you know. Again, I have all the powers of evil at my disposal.
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[he kind of is, but also--]
Absolutely not.
[he is nipping that one in the bud]
I think you're kind of bad at being evil. I could have escaped like three times by now.
[he stopped trying five minutes ago]
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[ He should give him a noogie... that'd be fun.
He doesn't, though. He's got bigger plans that'll make Akira's stomach do flips. ]
Don't barf on me. I'm kidnapping you for real now.
[ By way of a little demonic teleportation, baby! Right into Kazuya's comfy King suite, where he'll finally let go of the other teen.
The inside of it just looks like a pretty traditional Japanese house, if considerably more opulent, and they've basically ended up in the living room. There's a couch not too far off to the side. ]
We'll probably both get dragged back to the party soon enough. Anyway, welcome to my evil lair.
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[DON'T BARF, KAZUYA SAYS, AND YET—]
Ack—
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[straightens after his momentary bout of deeply uncool nausea like nothing happened, gaze flickering across the room. for some reason, this place feels much nicer than the gaudy, golden casino]
Mmm, yes. Very evil. I can feel the demonic energy radiating from every surface.
[he is gonna be a rude guest and immediately flop on the couch like a greedy cat]
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He'll toss him a chocolate granola bar that he's lifted from one of the shops downstairs in the galleria, aiming for it to land on his stomach.]
Anyway, welcome to the Golden Peacock. You escaped once, so here's hoping you manage to do it again. Hopefully this time you stick around long enough to tell us how you did it.
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[as he fiddles with the packaging, his mouth curves into a sharp grin. it glimmers a bit like a knife, something darker and more dangerous settling in his eyes. he is still forming his own opinions on this place, but. . . there is one thing he knows for certain]
This time. . . [gestures with his half-opened granola bar as he leans back, one arm propped against the arm rest] I'll rob this place blind before I go.
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[ Said as Kazuya plunks down into a chair opposite Akira. He doubt that'll be the case, but he'll still hope regardless. ]
I don't personally plan on leaving unless the people I know can get home too. I've made my own promises here, after all. Still, definitely raise a little hell. I won't get in your way.
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[causing trouble, getting into trouble. . . he truly has no idea what he is in for, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to cause a ruckus]
[either way, he falls silent for a bit as he gnaws on his granola bar, speaking again only when he's halfway through his snack. his tone is perfectly even, with all of his humor draining away as he nudges the conversation towards more somber topics]
. . . you have one of those marks too, right?
[like the one he saw on Yusuke's palm]
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[He rolls up the sleeve of his shirt, holding out his wrist for the other to see the black crown outlining a spades symbol. The spade symbol itself is a little dark, but nothing too worrisome.]
My suit is spades, so there's usually some darker aspect to my nature that shows up when it darkens completely.
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[Akira's own features grow stony as his gaze sweeps across the marking. for a moment, he is silent. . . until he places the half-eaten granola aside and reaches out to take Kazuya's hand in his own, drawing the other's wrist nearer so he can get a better look at the symbol]
What do you mean by "darker aspect?"
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[He doesn't like it. Would prefer to not have to deal with it, but that's not really going to happen anymore, is it? So long as he has this mark, and is in this place, Kazuya will be subject and beholden to it's whims.
So the best he can do is try not to let it darken too much.]
Other suits have different effects. Hearts seems to make people more emotional, diamonds seem to act on more physical desires. Clubs is mental, things like that.
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It does.
[Akira is self-aware enough to know how familiar that sounds. he's no demon king, but he knows his own vices]
. . . how often does it bother you?
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Not that often. Usually only if the resort itself decides to mess with me, otherwise I'm pretty good at keeping up on things here. I have a few agreements with people, which helps.
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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-