【 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.
[ Eiden, you would like wrestling. It's very homo-erotic.
The kiss leaves Beowulf feeling very warm, his uncut cock already getting excited from all of their kissing. It could be possible he found someone who enjoys kissing more than he does, but like hell if he is going to complain about it. In the shower he goes, but not without giving Eiden one last smooch on the corner of his mouth before guiding Eiden into the shower with him. As usual, the shower water hits him more in the collarbone and chest than on the head from his height, but Eiden should be just fine to stand in front of him under the stream.
Immediately, his large hands settle on his shoulders, beginning to massage Eiden there. ]
Tell me where you wanna be rubbed, baby.
[ Shoulders are default, but maybe there's somewhere else he rather be touched. ]
beowulf squeezes his shoulders and he sighs, a tremble to the tail end of it. his muscles are taut and melt under his hands upon contact and the words hit him, making the heat in his belly pitch forward. ]
Hah—that's perfect to start...
[ he can still feel that last kiss on the corner of his mouth and the sensation seems to travel straight down to his toes. his own hands trail along beowulf's waist, fingers splayed over wet skin as he meets his eyes. ]
I wouldn't complain if you wanted to go lower... so much aches... may as well be all over. [ palm splaying down over the other's belly now and trailing to frame the base of beowulf's cock with his hand. ]
[ What a cute and passionate lover that he's bagged. It does his heart well to see Eiden so pleased at the attention he puts on his shoulders. Beowulf squeezes his arms and rubs along Eiden's sides, squeezing both sides of his waist and then curving his hands around to massage his lower back. ]
.. Now I am curious what all we did last night.
[ His stomach hitches when he's touched, but he dips down against Eiden's ear, practically purring. ]
[ he laughs, a real laugh that's followed by a melting little "oh" as hands trail down to a stiff lower back. he shivers, feeling every little bite and bruise, vague memories of bed, none of them awful in the least bit. sinking into it, he returns the wandering hands in kind with his own. to say the massage working its way steadily downwards isn't making his knees a little weak would be an understatement. ]
Doesn't seem like anything you can't handle, handsome.
[ turning his head to meet the one so close to his ear, nose brushing nose. his fingers travel a little further to curl fingers around the root of him, squeezing slightly as he draws towards the tip of him - his fingers spread slightly on the way to the tip, thumb brushing the glans of him with a kind of method that means to memorize the shape of him. ]
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The kiss leaves Beowulf feeling very warm, his uncut cock already getting excited from all of their kissing. It could be possible he found someone who enjoys kissing more than he does, but like hell if he is going to complain about it. In the shower he goes, but not without giving Eiden one last smooch on the corner of his mouth before guiding Eiden into the shower with him. As usual, the shower water hits him more in the collarbone and chest than on the head from his height, but Eiden should be just fine to stand in front of him under the stream.
Immediately, his large hands settle on his shoulders, beginning to massage Eiden there. ]
Tell me where you wanna be rubbed, baby.
[ Shoulders are default, but maybe there's somewhere else he rather be touched. ]
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beowulf squeezes his shoulders and he sighs, a tremble to the tail end of it. his muscles are taut and melt under his hands upon contact and the words hit him, making the heat in his belly pitch forward. ]
Hah—that's perfect to start...
[ he can still feel that last kiss on the corner of his mouth and the sensation seems to travel straight down to his toes. his own hands trail along beowulf's waist, fingers splayed over wet skin as he meets his eyes. ]
I wouldn't complain if you wanted to go lower... so much aches... may as well be all over. [ palm splaying down over the other's belly now and trailing to frame the base of beowulf's cock with his hand. ]
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.. Now I am curious what all we did last night.
[ His stomach hitches when he's touched, but he dips down against Eiden's ear, practically purring. ]
You're so bold, aren't'ya?
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Doesn't seem like anything you can't handle, handsome.
[ turning his head to meet the one so close to his ear, nose brushing nose. his fingers travel a little further to curl fingers around the root of him, squeezing slightly as he draws towards the tip of him - his fingers spread slightly on the way to the tip, thumb brushing the glans of him with a kind of method that means to memorize the shape of him. ]