【 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.
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[ Heathcliff sways. He stays on his feet! Okay, he might be slightly more drunk than first anticipated. Still, he knows a fellow Sinner when he sees one. Kind of hard to miss the arm. ]
Been drinkin'. Even if I had a chance before, can't say I have it now. You ain't seen clockhead, have you? Maybe they can turn back the, uh. The sogginess. Or summat.
Nobody excepting you and Ish, so far... so if Manager Bud's around here, they haven't gotten into enough of a situation for us to notice yet.
[which is, frankly, reducing the odds for the others to be here, now that he thinks about it. they haven't heard any telltale commotions signaling someone enacting a plan-without-a-plan.]
[ Heathcliff pauses, as though seriously considering making said commotion, then sways to the card tower. He plants a hand on the table for stability, frowns, and gingerly takes one off the very top.
The entire thing comes crashing down. Of course it does. At least it's a extremely quiet commotion.
Heathcliff stares at the pile, then at the card in his hand. He does not appear to mind his very sudden loss. ]
What incredibly strong opinion do you have that is completely unimportant in the grand scheme of things?
[ A beat. ]
Think the ground should stop swayin'. Or come up here and punch me if it wants to settle somethin' with me. That don't count though, 'cause it's a fact, not an opinion.
[ Another beat. ]
I think tall people have too many advantages. Sure, short people have a better... what's it... center of gravity. But tall people have more room to. To grow. Bein' tall and all. It ain't fair.
[oh, buddy. he throws his human arm around his unsteady colleague, before he makes more of a mess than he already has with the card tower...
come on. time to steer a soggy man away from the games. at least gregor's a very convenient height for leaning on, speaking of short people.]
Just where'd all that complainin' about height come from anyway? You're not so short from where I'm standing, bud... or is that just what they mean when they talk about really feeling for the little guy?
[ Mutter, mutter. Heathcliff resists just a little, not wanting to leave or do anything until he's sure the game is done, but he's too tipsy to resist, so he contents himself with stealing the card. His card now. ]
Nah. I wasn't always... strappin'. Life's unfair when you're small. Gotta get bigger 'n older to settle things proper. Bet Cathy could've given Hindley what for if she was twice his size... ain't fair.
[ Now he's grumbly. He knows that the world is terribly unfair, but he doesn't have to like it. ]
[ Heathcliff looks around. Ostensibly, they're looking for water, and they're at a venue that probably has water on tap somewhere... But fuck if Heathcliff bothered to think about anything but food and alcohol at this point. ]
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[ Heathcliff sways. He stays on his feet! Okay, he might be slightly more drunk than first anticipated. Still, he knows a fellow Sinner when he sees one. Kind of hard to miss the arm. ]
Been drinkin'. Even if I had a chance before, can't say I have it now. You ain't seen clockhead, have you? Maybe they can turn back the, uh. The sogginess. Or summat.
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[which is, frankly, reducing the odds for the others to be here, now that he thinks about it. they haven't heard any telltale commotions signaling someone enacting a plan-without-a-plan.]
Think you might be relying on water here.
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[ Heathcliff pauses, as though seriously considering making said commotion, then sways to the card tower. He plants a hand on the table for stability, frowns, and gingerly takes one off the very top.
The entire thing comes crashing down. Of course it does. At least it's a extremely quiet commotion.
Heathcliff stares at the pile, then at the card in his hand. He does not appear to mind his very sudden loss. ]
What incredibly strong opinion do you have that is completely unimportant in the grand scheme of things?
[ A beat. ]
Think the ground should stop swayin'. Or come up here and punch me if it wants to settle somethin' with me. That don't count though, 'cause it's a fact, not an opinion.
[ Another beat. ]
I think tall people have too many advantages. Sure, short people have a better... what's it... center of gravity. But tall people have more room to. To grow. Bein' tall and all. It ain't fair.
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[oh, buddy. he throws his human arm around his unsteady colleague, before he makes more of a mess than he already has with the card tower...
come on. time to steer a soggy man away from the games. at least gregor's a very convenient height for leaning on, speaking of short people.]
Just where'd all that complainin' about height come from anyway? You're not so short from where I'm standing, bud... or is that just what they mean when they talk about really feeling for the little guy?
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Nah. I wasn't always... strappin'. Life's unfair when you're small. Gotta get bigger 'n older to settle things proper. Bet Cathy could've given Hindley what for if she was twice his size... ain't fair.
[ Now he's grumbly. He knows that the world is terribly unfair, but he doesn't have to like it. ]
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[it's not like maturing ever solved them for him. thirty-five by now, and how well did he handle running into her back then-?]
But let's not go and head down that road right now.
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[ Heathcliff looks around. Ostensibly, they're looking for water, and they're at a venue that probably has water on tap somewhere... But fuck if Heathcliff bothered to think about anything but food and alcohol at this point. ]