【 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.
[ Quincy is no slouch with his hands, being the sort of man who makes his own clothes and lives off the land. But, as he gazes at the house of cards in front of them, he can’t help but sigh. What a hassle…
His hands are too big to do this well. Not only that, the white button up shirt the staff had forced him into is too small; they had annoyingly insisted that it lent to his “charm” and it had been too troublesome to argue against them. The fabric is tight across his muscular shoulders and the buttons are desperately straining to keep his chest contained.
Not ideal at all for this kind of game. Even so, Quincy regards the handsomely dressed man across from him with a short nod. Then, slowly, the forest guardian reaches forward to brush his fingertips against the edge of one of the cards. His brows furrow with annoyance as his motion is limited by his shirt but ultimately he manages to pull a card free without collapsing the house on the first turn.
He flips the card over to read the question. ]
“What is advice you would offer someone?” [ his voice is deep and slow, a pleasant rumble when he finally bothers to part his lips. he is silent for a moment before following up, ] Respect all living creatures and treat your environment well.
[ He places the card flat onto the table and sits back in his seat, blinking slowly. That’s it, no clarification or reasoning offered. Your turn. ]
[ ah yes, jing yuan understands the pain of the glorious burden of big tits. condolences, friend. thankfully his military suit is very nicely fitted across his own giant honkers! condolences, friend.
at any rate, jing yuan sits back with an easy smile as his new partner chooses a card, and answers accordingly. ]
.. an interesting answer. You must be invested in the well-being of ecosystems.
[ elsewise why would he offer such advice when he could offer anything at all? jing yuan is, however, in agreement. mostly. when it comes to the denizens of abundance, it's all slaughter all the time, but then the xianziou alliance is a nation always at war.
sitting forward, he carefully draws a card from the middle. ]
Hmm. "If you could change an event from the past, would you?" [ ah, what a question indeed - who would not wish to do as much, given the opportunity? and yet - ] .. no, I do not think that I would. There can be no guarantee that the outcome would be better than your current circumstance.
Quincy watches as the other man takes his turn. Nimble, and without the constriction of ill-fitting clothing. He nods in appreciation for both the show of skill and the answer. The past is the past, and though it may be painful, to change it would be unwise. ]
For yourself and others.
[ This is a question that quiets him for a longer moment longer. He has outlived his family, friends, lover… to dip hands into the past is something he has contemplated before. But, there can only be forward movement now.
He reaches for a new card. His motions are slow and careful, and his shirt once again hinders his movements. The forest guardian’s brow furrows in annoyance again; ultimately, he is able to take another card without losing. ]
“What is your favorite thing to do?” [ he closes his eyes for a moment, ] … sleep. It’s been troublesome to find a quiet place to take a nap here.
[ 168 hours of being around a ton of people is way too much. The noise, the lights, and the chaos… none of it lend to a peaceful nap, even if he could find a good corner to curl up in. ]
house of cards
His hands are too big to do this well. Not only that, the white button up shirt the staff had forced him into is too small; they had annoyingly insisted that it lent to his “charm” and it had been too troublesome to argue against them. The fabric is tight across his muscular shoulders and the buttons are desperately straining to keep his chest contained.
Not ideal at all for this kind of game. Even so, Quincy regards the handsomely dressed man across from him with a short nod. Then, slowly, the forest guardian reaches forward to brush his fingertips against the edge of one of the cards. His brows furrow with annoyance as his motion is limited by his shirt but ultimately he manages to pull a card free without collapsing the house on the first turn.
He flips the card over to read the question. ]
“What is advice you would offer someone?” [ his voice is deep and slow, a pleasant rumble when he finally bothers to part his lips. he is silent for a moment before following up, ] Respect all living creatures and treat your environment well.
[ He places the card flat onto the table and sits back in his seat, blinking slowly. That’s it, no clarification or reasoning offered. Your turn. ]
no subject
at any rate, jing yuan sits back with an easy smile as his new partner chooses a card, and answers accordingly. ]
.. an interesting answer. You must be invested in the well-being of ecosystems.
[ elsewise why would he offer such advice when he could offer anything at all? jing yuan is, however, in agreement. mostly. when it comes to the denizens of abundance, it's all slaughter all the time, but then the xianziou alliance is a nation always at war.
sitting forward, he carefully draws a card from the middle. ]
Hmm. "If you could change an event from the past, would you?" [ ah, what a question indeed - who would not wish to do as much, given the opportunity? and yet - ] .. no, I do not think that I would. There can be no guarantee that the outcome would be better than your current circumstance.
no subject
Quincy watches as the other man takes his turn. Nimble, and without the constriction of ill-fitting clothing. He nods in appreciation for both the show of skill and the answer. The past is the past, and though it may be painful, to change it would be unwise. ]
For yourself and others.
[ This is a question that quiets him for a longer moment longer. He has outlived his family, friends, lover… to dip hands into the past is something he has contemplated before. But, there can only be forward movement now.
He reaches for a new card. His motions are slow and careful, and his shirt once again hinders his movements. The forest guardian’s brow furrows in annoyance again; ultimately, he is able to take another card without losing. ]
“What is your favorite thing to do?” [ he closes his eyes for a moment, ] … sleep. It’s been troublesome to find a quiet place to take a nap here.
[ 168 hours of being around a ton of people is way too much. The noise, the lights, and the chaos… none of it lend to a peaceful nap, even if he could find a good corner to curl up in. ]