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【 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.
REFRESHMENTSWHAT 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 AFTERCAREThe 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! ♥
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    [personal profile] wheft 2025-01-20 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
    [ she can't see his expression from here, so she wonders if he liked what she just did. it's so... tame, compared to the other combinations they could've gotten. so she lets out a sigh of relief once he vocalizes his contentment --

    only to raise an eyebrow at the next combination. maybe it means "grope chest"? no, that's barely the same as putting one's fingers into something.

    but she does have... an idea. an idea which she wants to kick herself for thinking out of the box. ]


    Hold on. Let me try.

    [ she starts unbuttoning her dress shirt halfway down her chest, just enough to show a considerable amount of cleavage. she's not stacked unlike rodion and faust, but she's not flat either -- just average, but the appeal lies with the smattering of freckles across her collarbone and chest area that should entice just about anybody. hopefully.

    looking down, she pushes her breasts together. there we go. ]


    Maybe if you put your finger between them, it might work...? [ ugh, when she puts it that way it sounds so fucking insane. if only she's not so desperate for that pay-out. ] It's... worth a try, at least.

    [ just kill her now ]
    Edited 2025-01-20 11:55 (UTC)
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    [personal profile] ratratrat 2025-01-21 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ishmael's quick thinking makes Charlie smile before he even knows where she's going with it. This girl doesn't want to play this game, but she's the type that meets a challenge with inspiration, huh? He likes those types-

    His eyes dart to her chest, brows raised and lips jutting forward. He's impressed with how... shameless she's being. Or maybe it'd be more polite to say this is 'pragmatic' behavior. Very responsibly and completely rationally shoving her tits at him, sure.

    Her freckles are cute. A fond crinkle forms at the corner of Charlie's eyes.]
    You.

    You're thinkin'! [He points at her with the designated finger, then towards his head.] You got good ideas. Yeah, you'll do well here. [He sounds a little like a letch, but it's praise?

    After running his mouth, Charlie reaches forward to press his finger into Ishmael's collarbone. He traces along it, the texture of freckled skin beneath, to trail down her sternum and then dip between her breasts. His fingers fan out, careful to hover over the actual swell of her chest and only run the one finger between them.

    When he finishes his fingers curl slowly inward. That was nice.]
    Let's see if you can make the next one as pleasant, eh?
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    [personal profile] wheft 2025-01-22 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
    [ she doesn't really appreciate the praise in this context, but pragmatic is right. it's not like she has a choice for that matter aside from rerolling the dice, but then he'd be a little more ahead of her, and that means one less chance of getting that nest egg. it's not that she wanted this at all.

    totally.

    she looks away when charlie's eyes rove all over her, pursing her lips together when he traces a finger down towards her cleavage and lets out a soft gasp when he slides his finger down between her breasts. it... tickles a little, and she couldn't imagine how someone would find this hot, yet she's visibly blushing when he pulls away.

    whatever. it counts, so it doesn't matter. hopefully that'll be the end of it. she keeps her cold gaze on the man as she rolls the dice, landing on a 5 and a 2 respectively. caress thigh.

    seems easy enough, but she's not that naive. she moves her chair nearer to him so that she can put her hand on his thigh and lightly stroke it, her eyes suspiciously eyeing his crotch. it'd be a miracle if she hasn't riled him up enough to get hard from any of this. ]
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    [personal profile] ratratrat 2025-01-23 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
    [It'd be weirder if she didn't blush, really. Charlie offers a half-tilted smile and a shrug, clearly recognizing the sheen of embarrassment on her face. He won't comment.

    Despite intending to leave Ishmael to her pragmatic approach for this task too, Charlie fans his leg out so his thigh brushes hers. The hand that follows feels nice, a pleasant shock of warmth and weight. Miracles do happen, though.

    He's not hard.

    Charlie follows her gaze, a brief exchange of confused furrowed brow before he coils his fingers to tuck the dice into his palm.]
    I wouldn't worry about that part- [And he casts the dice: Fondle Nipple.

    Now there's something for her to worry about. Charlie's lips split into a grin the moment he reads the words. He turns to level his shoulders with his partner's, both hands raised. One palm forward, the other pointing at her disheveled shirt.]


    You-

    You're uh. Already half ready for this one- [Charlie's comment ends in a chuckle. This is too fucking funny. He's not laughing at her, but the absurdity of these dice leading smoothly from one move to another.

    He'd wonder if they were weighted, given the Casino's bullshit... but life has a way of being funny all on its own.]
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    [personal profile] wheft 2025-01-23 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
    [ wouldn't worry about that part, her ass. still, if he's not yet hard, that means she's not yet trying hard enough. not sure if she should be relieved or angry about it -- or even both. she may be eye-catching due to her absurdly long and thick hair and freckles, but appearances mean jack shit in this game. well, unless if she's unique enough to have caught the attention of long-time guests of this resort to play with a newcomer like her, but that's beside the point.

    but he's right, the dice roll is another conundrum, and she doesn't even have to look at his face to know that he's grinning widely right now. instead she's glaring at the set of dice like ??? how does one even fondle a nipple? wouldn't breasts make more sense? but then again, this entire game makes no sense at all, does it?

    the time ticks, and charlie is waiting. ishmael pulls her hand away from his thigh and unbuttons one more button, revealing her black lace bra. ]


    Meanwhile, you're all but raring to go, aren't you?

    [ she pulls down one cup, revealing an already pert nipple. despite her aloof attitude, a nice pink flush has bloomed across her chest and collarbone, almost betraying her own feelings on the matter. ]

    Like everything's part of your plan.

    [ she's bluffing, obviously, but she's got to vent somehow when the odds are very much against her at the moment. ]
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    [personal profile] ratratrat 2025-01-25 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Ishmael is enticing, though more than her freckles - which Charlie does appreciate - her appeal is novelty. Charlie's always quick to initiate with a newcomer, whether the encounter be mundane or sexual in nature. He wants to know her in any way he can... which at the moment is watching her tug her shirt and bra to bare her breast.

    The flush across her chest seems to occupy her voice, too. She's not blustering, nor spitting in embarrassment, but she's also not as calm about this as she wants to seem.

    Charlie shrugs.]
    Eh, I'm just not a shy person. [A truth offered as if he's sharing a secret.] But you've got a bold streak too-

    [Which he likes. Charlie slides his finger down her sternum as he had before; this time, he splays his fingers beneath her tit. Cool skin pressed against her chest, he takes a moment to curl his nails slightly against the body beneath. Indulging himself not with a grope but the simple sensation of a living person's warmth.]

    -you really wanna win, huh? [After stating the obvious, Charlie's thumb and pointer finger pinch her nipple gently. He rolls the bud between the pads of his fingers, adding just a bit more pressure as he continues. Then he relents, digits grazing over areola before he tugs her nipple between his fingers again. This time more squeeze than movement, still taking care not to toe the line of pain-

    And then he's done; Charlie releases Ishmael's chest and pulls his hand back to gesture at the dice.]
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    [personal profile] wheft 2025-01-28 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
    It's... not like I have a choice.

    [ but to win, that is, but in the end, she's still human. no matter how much she tries to hide it with her bluster and no-nonsense attitude, her body still reacts to outside stimuli as any other person out there. perhaps even more so than usual, on account of how this is practically her first time being groped like this. she shouldn't like any of this, yet her shuddering breath betrays her true emotions, trembling slightly at his... strangely cold touch?

    huh, now that is weird. it's hard to ignore his frigid hand while they fondle away at one of her more sensitive areas, but it's just as difficult to focus on anything else but the pleasure zipping up and down her spine. still, she can't help but be reminded of the dead bodies she'd had to lug around back home -- whether they be her fellow sinners whenever they die during combat, or the countless sailors who have perished in her arms during her stint at sea. his hands almost feel like death, but that isn't possible when he's capable of making her this hot and bothered within just a few rolls of their game already.

    and just like that, he's done. ishmael's already looking a bit disheveled compared to the beginning of the game, but that's not going to stop her from rolling the dice and hoping that the next one won't be as embarrassing.

    a 12 and an 11 respectively. she stares incredulously at the die. ]


    Oh, come on...!

    [ she all but whines. of course the dice aren't going to let her take a break. she narrows her eyes at charlie now, staying put like some petulant child. give her a moment to recompose and think about this. ]
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    [personal profile] ratratrat 2025-02-06 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
    [First to four wins. Ishmael went first, so if she can complete her tasks without shying away from any, she'll win by default. Charlie considers, for a moment, discouraging her from following through on this roll. It'd be to his advantage... but he hadn't come to the table for a payout.

    She'd been the allure, rather than any amount of chips or physical contact. So he stares, expectantly, heel bouncing while he waits.]
    You said you needed to win, right?

    That means you can't pass. Or, you could, and I'll promise to pass my next one too. [Leaving a good impression - or as good of an impression as one can after fondling someone - is more valuable to him than monetary gain.] But if that's too complicated for you I can just...

    I'll keep my hands to myself. I don't even need to look! [Perhaps all she needed was a moment to regain composure, but Charlie's never one to leave silence uninterrupted. He makes a show of looking away, turning his head to stare intently at the dice left inert on the table's surface. All while shifting his knee, as if there was a question of his own permission for the act.

    If she passes, he'll make good on his promise. If not... her body will feel good - warm and flush - against his leg.]
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    [personal profile] wheft 2025-02-08 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ she ponders over his words, still keeping her eyes narrowed on him. why would anyone want to pass on their turn when the stakes are this high, anyway? unless he's really just here for the love of the game. that makes more sense, especially with how willing she is to do whatever the dice says. he doesn't even have to do anything!

    she growls from the back of her throat. then again, he did offer to skip his entirely, but somehow she doesn't trust that. it's probably a trick to lower her guard so that he can be a little ahead of her by rolling the dice himself. then she won't get that payout that she'll sorely need when her rank will be revealed once the house decides to check her in.

    and so, with a sigh, she stands up from her seat and straddles his thigh, still glaring at him and making sure he's looking the fuck away. then, she places both her hands on his shoulders, and does one tentative rut on his leg.

    that's... not so bad, actually. his cool skin permeating through his clothing helps somehow, and she does it again. and again, and again, closing her eyes and ducking her head low as she builds up a steady rhythm with her hips against his leg, even shifting backwards a little so that she's grinding fully against his kneecap. the friction is delicious from here, and at some point she's stopped looking at him and hides her face behind her bangs as she ducks her head low, her pants coming out in low, hot breaths with every undulation of her hips, and it doesn't seem like she's stopping anytime soon. ]
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    [personal profile] ratratrat 2025-02-26 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
    [The breath that roils in Ishamael's throat catches Charlie's ear. It prickles along the cusp; the sound of frustration entices him. He'd prefer to hear it close, a growl that he can feel as it purrs over his skin. This game may or may not indulge him, but proximity is what he's left to think on as his partner closes the distance between them.

    Her weight levied on his shoulders is a pleasant surprise. Charlie is dutifully looking away, but Ishmael may catch his brows raising and his jaw shifting with unabashed amusement. This is certainly entertaining.

    The heat against his leg that follows sends a skin-deep shudder up his back. That she continues long enough to leave a slick trail across his pantleg only increases the allure. One would have been enough, but she's really started to enjoy herself, huh? Charlie's fingers flex; he's tired of the 'no touching' rule.

    Without stopping her, he tucks the dice into his hand and casts them once more. 3 and 3.

    Permission granted by the game, Charlie - still not looking - skirts a hand up her back. He intends to pull her closer and tuck his cheek against her tits. Burying his face in them means he's still technically not watching her, right? Right.]
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    [personal profile] wheft 2025-03-03 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
    [ she was so close to coming, probably, and ishmael thought that maybe if she'd finally gotten the release she deserves from putting up with this stupid game, it wouldn't have mattered if she won or lost. except no, she desperately wanted to win, but getting off on someone's leg would've been a nice bonus to cap off this ground.

    but she didn't expect him to break their little rule, hence her gasp when he yanks her in and buries his face between her breasts. that was enough to make her stop from dryhumping his leg, but this is still too embarrassing--!! ]


    W-Wait, I told you not to touch--?!

    [ her fingers dig onto his shoulders now as her chest heaves from the sudden skin contact yet again. she glares down at him, her face positively redder than ever, before her hand reaches for the back of his head and tugs his hair back to make her look at him. ]

    Whatever. I win. It doesn't matter now.

    [ she didn't get to finish up properly, but the sooner she gets her money's worth, the better. ]
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    [personal profile] ratratrat 2025-03-04 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
    [Had Charlie noticed Ishmael was so close to climax, he wouldn't have done anything differently. The indignant frustration she spits at him is cute, and the way she tugs his hair is satisfying. Charlie's throat strains as she peels him back, smile still stretched across his lips.]

    You didn't. [His fingers drum against her spine, idly pressing into the warmth beneath.] You kissed my ear, touched my thigh, and... [He jostles his knee beneath her - careful not to bump anything too sensitive - to provide unnecessary specificity.]

    The game's askin' for four. I'm supposed to kiss your chest. [With no effort to dislodge his scalp from her grasp, Charlie nods towards the dice.] You gotta roll one more time after that. [She'd lost count - and he's all too pleased to remind her that she's not rid of him yet.

    A fact that's delighting him more than the promise of pressing his lips into her soft skin. It's a near thing, though. He'd been enjoying the feeling of her chest against his cheek before she'd yanked him away.]
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    [personal profile] wheft 2025-03-04 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
    [ god

    fuckingdammit.

    okay, so she did lose count. can he truly blame her when she was all but getting off on his fucking knee of all places? the fact that he's rubbing her little math mistake in on top of being denied an orgasm makes a wonderfully peeved ishmael, her lips turned up in a pout as she reaches for the die and rolls her last, all while refusing to break eye contact with this guy.

    an 8 and a 1 respectively. ishmael sighs a breath of relief. finally, she doesn't have to humiliate herself even further. it's not like charlie hasn't done anything wrong, and has been in fact very good at encouraging her to give in juuust a little, but spite can be a great motivator at a time like this.

    so she blinks slowly down at charlie again before pinching that annoying mouth shut with all of her fingers, pulling up from his lap and onto her feet. still holding his lips together, she manages to button up her dress shirt up to her cleavage until she decides to let go of him. ]


    There. Now I win. [ the payout comes in with a chime on her Watch as if on cue. ] Anything last words before we switch out?
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    adorable

    [personal profile] ratratrat 2025-03-04 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ishmael's mounting irritation is beyond obvious on her face, and Charlie wonders briefly if he can manage a nip. Would her blood be to his taste? It's dubious, but with so precious few who suit his needs here, perhaps the effort is worth an attempt-

    As if reading him, both the dice and the woman thwart his scheme. Charlie's lips tense beneath her fingers, smile skewed by the way she holds him.

    He'll let her up without trouble, eyes darting to her watch before returning to meet hers. Not content unless he wastes another second of her time, Charlie rings his tongue along his bottom lip to stretch it after his release before offering her parting words.]
    Huh.

    Nice to meet you, I guess. [He's clearly pleased with her, his hesitance is only a coy acknowledgement of Ishmael's own dismay.] Charlie, by the way. In case you need to call a guy to lose for you again.
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    hehe... there's more where that came from 🎀

    [personal profile] wheft 2025-03-04 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
    [ so he really did not mind losing, huh... what a weirdo. then again, if it weren't for his encouragement, ishmael wouldn't know how to traverse this highly sexual world right on the onset. besides, it's not like she hated doing those with him either. in fact, she'd be lying if she didn't like how easy he was from this game alone.

    she's silent for a moment, eyeing him more carefully before letting out a sigh, her flush still visible on her face. ]


    Call me Ishmael. And... Yeah. We'll probably see each other again.

    [ just a little feeling. mostly the fact that she was denied from coming, which she will forever hold against him until their next encounter.

    ...

    yeah, she's going to take a break and get off in somewhere secluded after this. after that, the game is back on. ]