【 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.
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▶ 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.
( there's another bright laugh--his hands slide off his hips, clapping them together, and with a brief tilt of his head to ensure that it's okay for the both of them to spin it, he takes a gallant step forward, lifting his arm over her. standing at her back, he lets his hand cover the prong next to hers. )
Alright, here we go! One small spin for the Golden Peacock, one great spin for...us!
( with a soft jerk of his hand down, he gives the wheel a spin, making sure that he doesn't take her hand out in the process; with the wheel spinning, he darts back a step, hovering near her back, and his hands rest gently on the backs of her shoulders.
it's while the wheel is spinning that the staff member announces that they'll have to use whatever it lands on together--or split the prize, between the both of them--which makes him immediately jerk his gaze back to the wheel. it doesn't seem like it's going to fall on any of the insta-prizes, so...
with a despairing sort of laugh, as the wheel starts to slow-- )
( Despite the nature of the game, her words are still an excited chirp as she jerks her hand down as he does. As the wheel starts to spin, she pulls her hand back, lacing her fingers together in front of her as she stares up at the wheel as if she's praying. There's a seriousness to her expression coupled with a small, excited bounce where she's standing as she watches. It's clear this is something she's thought about doing, something that she's enjoying despite all the... other stuff.
The wheel keeps moving. Past the first instant prize. Past another. Orihime can feel her stomach drop slightly with nerves, but it doesn't distract her from watching. Her head whips towards him comically fast when he speaks, and her expression says she's hopeful. That she's not going to think like that. )
Lose? There's still a chan— ( Only as she looks back and the wheel comes to a stop on something that is definitely not one of the prizes, she feels her heart stutter, her stomach drop, and there's no denying the blush that starts to color its way up her neck and face. A cock ring. A soft, disappointed little sound leaves her throat, and the only reason she can even bring her hands to untangle from one another is because the attendant cheerfully steps towards her with their prize, dropping it into her cupped hands.
As she looks down at her hands, staring at the thickness of the purple silicone ring in her hands, maybe Gojou will notice that there's a few, long seconds where she looks puzzled. Trying to figure out what she's supposed to be doing with it. And then her flush darkens as she turns to face him properly, their watches chiming with the countdown. Her eyes are down as she lifts her hands, holding them out to him for him to take the cock ring. ) I-I think this is meant for you... ( As in, she doesn't have that particular part. )
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Alright, here we go! One small spin for the Golden Peacock, one great spin for...us!
( with a soft jerk of his hand down, he gives the wheel a spin, making sure that he doesn't take her hand out in the process; with the wheel spinning, he darts back a step, hovering near her back, and his hands rest gently on the backs of her shoulders.
it's while the wheel is spinning that the staff member announces that they'll have to use whatever it lands on together--or split the prize, between the both of them--which makes him immediately jerk his gaze back to the wheel. it doesn't seem like it's going to fall on any of the insta-prizes, so...
with a despairing sort of laugh, as the wheel starts to slow-- )
We're gonna lose this game show, girly-chan.
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( Despite the nature of the game, her words are still an excited chirp as she jerks her hand down as he does. As the wheel starts to spin, she pulls her hand back, lacing her fingers together in front of her as she stares up at the wheel as if she's praying. There's a seriousness to her expression coupled with a small, excited bounce where she's standing as she watches. It's clear this is something she's thought about doing, something that she's enjoying despite all the... other stuff.
The wheel keeps moving. Past the first instant prize. Past another. Orihime can feel her stomach drop slightly with nerves, but it doesn't distract her from watching. Her head whips towards him comically fast when he speaks, and her expression says she's hopeful. That she's not going to think like that. )
Lose? There's still a chan— ( Only as she looks back and the wheel comes to a stop on something that is definitely not one of the prizes, she feels her heart stutter, her stomach drop, and there's no denying the blush that starts to color its way up her neck and face. A cock ring. A soft, disappointed little sound leaves her throat, and the only reason she can even bring her hands to untangle from one another is because the attendant cheerfully steps towards her with their prize, dropping it into her cupped hands.
As she looks down at her hands, staring at the thickness of the purple silicone ring in her hands, maybe Gojou will notice that there's a few, long seconds where she looks puzzled. Trying to figure out what she's supposed to be doing with it. And then her flush darkens as she turns to face him properly, their watches chiming with the countdown. Her eyes are down as she lifts her hands, holding them out to him for him to take the cock ring. ) I-I think this is meant for you... ( As in, she doesn't have that particular part. )