【 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.
[ This may not exactly be her forte — yet (threatening) — but Stelle is never one to back down from a challenge, even unconventional ones. Especially unconventional ones. So despite her warm cheeks, she flashes a fierce grin in return, before at last pulling her hand away from the second die. ]
Licking...chest! [ Okay, that's not so bad, actually! She's got this. ] Start unbuttoning, buster!
[ A brief pause, as she scrutinizes his outfit a bit more closely. He sure does have a lot of layers on... ]
[ He sure does have lots of layers on. Alas. That would have been easier for his slutty outfit later on. But he can make it work.
Still he chuckles as he starts unbuttoning his vest, then moves to the shirt underneath, flipping that mandatory black tie (ugh he hates those) over one shoulder to get it out of his way.
The fabric parts to reveal a muscular, toned torso, various old scars crisscrossing his flesh, his chest holding a scattering of scarlet hair the same shade as his hair. It has the fabric untucked from his tight pants as he tugs it to the side with an arch of one eyebrow. ]
Impatient, are we? Most people at least buy me a drink first.
[ ...Oh. Part of her was expecting him to put up a little more resistance, but that would defeat the purpose of the game, wouldn't it? What's more distracting is how, uh, fit he looks beneath those layers he pushes aside from his chest. She didn't exactly have long to size him up since he sat down, but she recognizes the body of a warrior when she sees one.
She grins, tipping her head back as she gives him an appraising look. ]
What can I say? I like to get to the point. [ Which is why she's rising to her feet, burgeoning with confidence even if her heart races just a little faster. ] Those're some nice pecs you've got there, even if I could live without the body hair.
[ If only because she's thinking in terms of licking, and licking hair is weird? Anyway, she steps forward to loosely drape her arms around his waist, bending down and parting her lips so she can draw the flat of her tongue right along the valley of his sternum. ]
Sorry. [ He doesn't sound all that sorry. Or look it, either, if that smirk is anything to go by as he watches her approach. ] Comes with the whole package, I'm afraid. [ And waxing was not a thing in Fodlan. Shocking, he knows.
He watches her bend down, a little impressed when she just goes for it. Most people are blushing or stuttering when first arriving here, but he can appreciate her attitude. Shares it, for the most part, and he can't help but grin as he feels the wet slide of her tongue on his skin.
And squirms a little, because she might have found a vaguely ticklish spot. ]
[ Blushing might make an appearance when one of them rolls a more scandalous set of dice, but chest-licking isn't enough to ruffle her feathers. Maybe if she'd gone for a nipple...but nipple is it's own possibility, and she's not giving out freebies!
Straightening up again, she plants her hands at her hips, evidently proud of herself, one brow lifting at his slight movement. ]
What was that? Are you...ticklish?
[ She will collect this knowledge only for evil. ]
[ There's nothing wrong with freebies, Stelle. Aren't you a fan of those already?
But he just smirks up at her when she straightens, his expression giving nothing away - beyond his amusement. ]
Ticklish? Me? Not at all. Must have been your imagination. Shall we continue?
[ he gestures back at her empty seat before reaching for the dice for his own roll. And then stares at the 4 and the 7 staring up at him. ]
Wait. Nevermind. Come here. I can't reach you if you go back over there. Might as well make yourself comfortable here instead. [ He pushes back from the table enough to pat his leg in invitation, grinning at her with just a hint of challenge. Waiting to see what she'll do. ]
good, menace the menace
Licking...chest! [ Okay, that's not so bad, actually! She's got this. ] Start unbuttoning, buster!
[ A brief pause, as she scrutinizes his outfit a bit more closely. He sure does have a lot of layers on... ]
...And make it snappy!
he would be delighted to
Still he chuckles as he starts unbuttoning his vest, then moves to the shirt underneath, flipping that mandatory black tie (ugh he hates those) over one shoulder to get it out of his way.
The fabric parts to reveal a muscular, toned torso, various old scars crisscrossing his flesh, his chest holding a scattering of scarlet hair the same shade as his hair. It has the fabric untucked from his tight pants as he tugs it to the side with an arch of one eyebrow. ]
Impatient, are we? Most people at least buy me a drink first.
they're gonna get along great
She grins, tipping her head back as she gives him an appraising look. ]
What can I say? I like to get to the point. [ Which is why she's rising to her feet, burgeoning with confidence even if her heart races just a little faster. ] Those're some nice pecs you've got there, even if I could live without the body hair.
[ If only because she's thinking in terms of licking, and licking hair is weird? Anyway, she steps forward to loosely drape her arms around his waist, bending down and parting her lips so she can draw the flat of her tongue right along the valley of his sternum. ]
no subject
He watches her bend down, a little impressed when she just goes for it. Most people are blushing or stuttering when first arriving here, but he can appreciate her attitude. Shares it, for the most part, and he can't help but grin as he feels the wet slide of her tongue on his skin.
And squirms a little, because she might have found a vaguely ticklish spot. ]
no subject
Straightening up again, she plants her hands at her hips, evidently proud of herself, one brow lifting at his slight movement. ]
What was that? Are you...ticklish?
[ She will collect this knowledge only for evil. ]
no subject
But he just smirks up at her when she straightens, his expression giving nothing away - beyond his amusement. ]
Ticklish? Me? Not at all. Must have been your imagination. Shall we continue?
[ he gestures back at her empty seat before reaching for the dice for his own roll. And then stares at the 4 and the 7 staring up at him. ]
Wait. Nevermind. Come here. I can't reach you if you go back over there. Might as well make yourself comfortable here instead. [ He pushes back from the table enough to pat his leg in invitation, grinning at her with just a hint of challenge. Waiting to see what she'll do. ]