【 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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▶ 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!
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I'm also certain. [ Kizuna finds it infectious, even without his gift. That shine so akin to the lure of starlight, all wheeling and colorful gravity. He is nothing if not a man who loves to be a little silly. To invite some tomfoolery. To get into a situation or two. ] It's why I couldn't have asked for a better partner in crime.
[ You know, "crime" — as far as the resort sees it. He's not actually worried about a punishment for their play. Even jail isn't real... ]
Plus, [ He gives her hand a pat against his elbow. ] I'd be so lonely going without you.
she's actually pretty picky about flirtatious men—their intentions seemingly always less than savory—but kizuna is one that slots into the category of 'handsome and endearing'. mona does not need to do any readings to know he means every word. to a woman like her, a genius who thrives off praise and adoration—yes, he manages to thrill her each time.
the two continue their journey through the resort, eventually finding themselves spotting a small line leading into what appears to be a guarded area. ]
This is it, [ she murmurs, glancing over at kizuna. ] It's the feeling I have.
[ He finds that her intuition matches well with the flux of his empathy, the two weaving in comfortable tandem. As soon as she spots the small queue into a gated area alive with the quiet murmur of money and excess, their understanding aligns. He smiles, pleased. ]
I think you're exactly right, as usual. [ His steps slow in consideration, observing the short line to enter. ] How shall we set the stage, hm?
A House mistake, much to our lady's disappointment? Quarreling lovers, their grand reconciliation threatened by some flimsy security?
Might I suggest this: perhaps you are my date, and for some dastardly reason, only my name was not recorded amongst the listing? Why, the young man at my side won't leave me, will he? We are meant to enjoy this party together.
[ if it weren't obvious, mona fancies the first option. she's quite skilled in fussiness. ]
I'll be sorely disappointed if I cannot join the festivities. A mistake like this one ought be corrected or... I may just tantrum.
Just like I thought. [ A soft laugh as he positions them into the queue to await their grand forgery. ] You're the only leading lady for me.
[ While they wait, Kizuna's demeanor at her side is as affable as ever, though his attention is rapt on the entrance, gauging all the while with a keen eye — how the doormen act towards guests, the way they verify rank. When it's finally their turn, he flashes a clandestine smile at her. Showtime. ♥ ]
Here we are. [ He is the very picture of a simpy doting lover, leading his Queen along by the precious tips of her gloved fingers. ] Watch your step, my darling.
[ At the entrance, one of the security guards checks his list with Kizuna's information, an act that seems to wear this rank 10's patience thin. When it's Mona's turn, however, they don't allow them through right away, offering half an explanation: "This area is prohibited for anyone not on our records, we —" ]
Hmm? [ Kizuna interrupts, waving a hand at them. ] How bothersome that you're still talking to us. Can't you see that we're in a hurry?
...listed. or at least, that's what he would've finished with. however, mona repeats what kizuna had done, cutting off the towering man with a small stomp of her foot and a sharp voice. ]
Pardon? I do hope that you are not excluding the Great Astrologist Mona from your frivolous event.
[ she brought out her full title... that's how you know she's serious. ]
You are interrupting the lovely date I have with my partner, you cretin. Do I have to remind you that it was the House that celebrated my arrival to this world? How dare you think I do not belong here.
[ her brows crease, and then she possessively tugs kizuna a little closer to her side. ]
It'd be my pleasure. But ah, if my words fall on deaf ears... [ His lips tilt, an insurmountable sadness flooding his expression. ] Perhaps it'll be up to our friends, here —
[ Kizuna's gaze turns on the bouncers, the gold of it lurid and almost a little... threatening? He places a slender palm on the man's chest, patting it consolingly with all the finesse of a judge about to send someone to the gallows. ]
...who'll be stuck explaining why my lover, the resort's one and only Astrologist, is barred entry from an event where she was supposed to divine the fate of its host. [ He sighs, beleaguered. Absolutely wrought with drama. ] It turns out the connections of a ten aren't so honored here after all, are they? A shame...
[ Just as he's about to turn, the visibly shaken guard lifts his guest list with a stammered:
"Ah, please wait, honored guest! I'm sure it's s-simply an oversight, do go ahea —"
He almost doesn't even listen to the rest. Bingo. His expression brightens, burning like starlight. ]
[ features pinched into an expression nothing short of snooty, mona lifts her nose into the air and huffs. her fingers are still curled into kizuna's side, and she tightens them again as she leans forward to coddle into his chest. the large brim of her hat casts an intimidating shadow over her face—or would have. objectively, she looks like an affronted kitten right now.
mona thrusts her other hand out and makes a shooing gesture. ]
You have wasted enough of my precious time. Begone with you!
[ the guard visibly flusters further, and then steps aside with a deep bow. ]
And I would be wary. I may just report this to the host. That isn't something desirable to you, is it? [ mona pauses, and then smiles smoothly. her gaze is sharp. ] I'll conveniently forget this transgression if you provide us a few simple pleasures once we've situated.
[ One arm slides protectively about Mona's shoulders as if to console her from this terrible affront she's suffered. He sets off, breezing past the gatekeepers with a wink and a gentle, placating shh. ]
Of course, of course. I know we've wasted so much time here, but we still have plenty of the night left to enjoy...
[ Into the oasis they go, a lush and decadent lobby spanning out before them — its colors run richer, its tones quieter. There are many options when considering where to go, from private suites to relaxing saunas after the long hours of the soiree proper, and Kizuna simply leads them into the heart of it, thinking they can decide when it suits them to. As they pass a refreshments spread, he plucks a bottle of champagne from it with a deft hand. ]
...starting with this, perhaps?
[ He exhales and it's warm, threaded with amusement. Leaning down beneath the brim of her hat, he kisses her cheek. ]
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[ You know, "crime" — as far as the resort sees it. He's not actually worried about a punishment for their play. Even jail isn't real... ]
Plus, [ He gives her hand a pat against his elbow. ] I'd be so lonely going without you.
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[ and yet, mona eats it up.
she's actually pretty picky about flirtatious men—their intentions seemingly always less than savory—but kizuna is one that slots into the category of 'handsome and endearing'. mona does not need to do any readings to know he means every word. to a woman like her, a genius who thrives off praise and adoration—yes, he manages to thrill her each time.
the two continue their journey through the resort, eventually finding themselves spotting a small line leading into what appears to be a guarded area. ]
This is it, [ she murmurs, glancing over at kizuna. ] It's the feeling I have.
[ an astrologist's intuition. ]
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[ He finds that her intuition matches well with the flux of his empathy, the two weaving in comfortable tandem. As soon as she spots the small queue into a gated area alive with the quiet murmur of money and excess, their understanding aligns. He smiles, pleased. ]
I think you're exactly right, as usual. [ His steps slow in consideration, observing the short line to enter. ] How shall we set the stage, hm?
A House mistake, much to our lady's disappointment? Quarreling lovers, their grand reconciliation threatened by some flimsy security?
[ man he loves roleplay ]
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[ if it weren't obvious, mona fancies the first option. she's quite skilled in fussiness. ]
I'll be sorely disappointed if I cannot join the festivities. A mistake like this one ought be corrected or... I may just tantrum.
[ hehe ]
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Just like I thought. [ A soft laugh as he positions them into the queue to await their grand forgery. ] You're the only leading lady for me.
[ While they wait, Kizuna's demeanor at her side is as affable as ever, though his attention is rapt on the entrance, gauging all the while with a keen eye — how the doormen act towards guests, the way they verify rank. When it's finally their turn, he flashes a clandestine smile at her. Showtime. ♥ ]
Here we are. [ He is the very picture of a
simpydoting lover, leading his Queen along by the precious tips of her gloved fingers. ] Watch your step, my darling.[ At the entrance, one of the security guards checks his list with Kizuna's information, an act that seems to wear this rank 10's patience thin. When it's Mona's turn, however, they don't allow them through right away, offering half an explanation: "This area is prohibited for anyone not on our records, we —" ]
Hmm? [ Kizuna interrupts, waving a hand at them. ] How bothersome that you're still talking to us. Can't you see that we're in a hurry?
[ There are peasants about? ]
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"a 'mona megistus' is not—"
...listed. or at least, that's what he would've finished with. however, mona repeats what kizuna had done, cutting off the towering man with a small stomp of her foot and a sharp voice. ]
Pardon? I do hope that you are not excluding the Great Astrologist Mona from your frivolous event.
[ she brought out her full title... that's how you know she's serious. ]
You are interrupting the lovely date I have with my partner, you cretin. Do I have to remind you that it was the House that celebrated my arrival to this world? How dare you think I do not belong here.
[ her brows crease, and then she possessively tugs kizuna a little closer to her side. ]
My dear, please tell them.
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[ Kizuna's gaze turns on the bouncers, the gold of it lurid and almost a little... threatening? He places a slender palm on the man's chest, patting it consolingly with all the finesse of a judge about to send someone to the gallows. ]
...who'll be stuck explaining why my lover, the resort's one and only Astrologist, is barred entry from an event where she was supposed to divine the fate of its host. [ He sighs, beleaguered. Absolutely wrought with drama. ] It turns out the connections of a ten aren't so honored here after all, are they? A shame...
[ Just as he's about to turn, the visibly shaken guard lifts his guest list with a stammered:
"Ah, please wait, honored guest! I'm sure it's s-simply an oversight, do go ahea —"
He almost doesn't even listen to the rest. Bingo. His expression brightens, burning like starlight. ]
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[ features pinched into an expression nothing short of snooty, mona lifts her nose into the air and huffs. her fingers are still curled into kizuna's side, and she tightens them again as she leans forward to coddle into his chest. the large brim of her hat casts an intimidating shadow over her face—or would have. objectively, she looks like an affronted kitten right now.
mona thrusts her other hand out and makes a shooing gesture. ]
You have wasted enough of my precious time. Begone with you!
[ the guard visibly flusters further, and then steps aside with a deep bow. ]
And I would be wary. I may just report this to the host. That isn't something desirable to you, is it? [ mona pauses, and then smiles smoothly. her gaze is sharp. ] I'll conveniently forget this transgression if you provide us a few simple pleasures once we've situated.
[ DEVIOUS... ]
Come, now, my dear. Let us be on our way.
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Of course, of course. I know we've wasted so much time here, but we still have plenty of the night left to enjoy...
[ Into the oasis they go, a lush and decadent lobby spanning out before them — its colors run richer, its tones quieter. There are many options when considering where to go, from private suites to relaxing saunas after the long hours of the soiree proper, and Kizuna simply leads them into the heart of it, thinking they can decide when it suits them to. As they pass a refreshments spread, he plucks a bottle of champagne from it with a deft hand. ]
...starting with this, perhaps?
[ He exhales and it's warm, threaded with amusement. Leaning down beneath the brim of her hat, he kisses her cheek. ]
An excellent performance.