【 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.
[ It's hard not to want when the atmosphere of this place is thick with it. Like a viscous syrup, you're bound to get caught in some sort of desire eventually. Tharja is not immune to the feeling.
Especially not when she finally has that bud in her mouth and Arlecchino sighs. When Tharja retreats, heat heavy in her cheeks now amongst other places, she is sure to drag her teeth before she releases her nipple. ]
Arlecchino... [ She straightens herself out but remains close to the other woman. Close enough that Tharja's knee knocks innocently against hers. ]
What a fine name. You can call me Tharja.
[ A beat. ]
I don't suppose you know what's going on with this place? [ She knocks her knee again. ]
(that admittedly, is something that the knave picked up on. the atmosphere is....interesting, for lack of a better term. capable of sweeping others up as though they had forgotten themselves, their origins, and what they were doing before they arrived there. not quite the best of looks for escape. she can only assume that they'll be trapped for longer than they may have realized. they're in the midst of a lion's den, a pit of vipers.
but that's normal for someone of her stature, in how she near smirks at the scrape of teeth against her nipple. with tharja's part finished, arlecchino reaches to adjust her suit back into place. the cursed markings still standing out along pale skin, the thought is there that she may blend in too well with the resort. of course, that is brushed aside when the topic of the resort itself comes up.
the knock of their knees together and closeness is fine, it does little to hide that immense heat running through her. is she an active flame, a disaster in a human body? that's questions that would never be answered.)
I'm afraid not, the staff and guests when questioned wouldn't answer anything too specifically. At most, I gleaned that we have expectations to play their games.
(that does little to answer any other further questions now, does it? pit of vipers, lion's den, only time may tell what fits their new reality. a reality that seems about overwhelming now for anyone from their worlds. arlecchino herself is not as effected due to her natural ability to acclimate to most things.
this new technology may take some time, though.)
It may be best to prepare ourselves for a long stay, not a good one depending on your definition of that.
no subject
Especially not when she finally has that bud in her mouth and Arlecchino sighs. When Tharja retreats, heat heavy in her cheeks now amongst other places, she is sure to drag her teeth before she releases her nipple. ]
Arlecchino... [ She straightens herself out but remains close to the other woman. Close enough that Tharja's knee knocks innocently against hers. ]
What a fine name. You can call me Tharja.
[ A beat. ]
I don't suppose you know what's going on with this place? [ She knocks her knee again. ]
no subject
but that's normal for someone of her stature, in how she near smirks at the scrape of teeth against her nipple. with tharja's part finished, arlecchino reaches to adjust her suit back into place. the cursed markings still standing out along pale skin, the thought is there that she may blend in too well with the resort. of course, that is brushed aside when the topic of the resort itself comes up.
the knock of their knees together and closeness is fine, it does little to hide that immense heat running through her. is she an active flame, a disaster in a human body? that's questions that would never be answered.)
I'm afraid not, the staff and guests when questioned wouldn't answer anything too specifically. At most, I gleaned that we have expectations to play their games.
(that does little to answer any other further questions now, does it? pit of vipers, lion's den, only time may tell what fits their new reality. a reality that seems about overwhelming now for anyone from their worlds. arlecchino herself is not as effected due to her natural ability to acclimate to most things.
this new technology may take some time, though.)
It may be best to prepare ourselves for a long stay, not a good one depending on your definition of that.