【 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.
[ Mitsuru should have known there would be a catch to relaxing in this particular lounge. Like Ragna, she had been drawn here by the promise of escape from the nonstop partying, only to discover that any time spent in here was to be used playing a certain role given to her by the house. The redhead had reluctantly drawn a card, the Ace of Diamonds, aka Submissive. Of course, the role that most who knew her would find the most comical for her of all people to play...
It's almost too convenient that someone she knows is already here and she approaches Ragna with a slight flush on her cheeks. It would be far too easy for him to have been given a Dominant card, surely...? ]
Good evening, Ragna.
[ No use playing coy here. ] Which card have you been assigned?
[ Knowing his luck, had he made an attempt to slip away or leave, the House would have saw fit to "coax" him with another sweltering throb of that suit of his. How they managed to "weaponize" the diamond that would make him so insatiable, damned if he knew. But at this point? He's already concluded that supernatural, magical influences were involved. At the very least, the amorous atmosphere was also relaxing. It wasn't rambunctious. ...Probably because a lot of that dynamic was happening behind closed doors.
Flipping the card between his fingers, he tries not to let his nerves show. Suffice to say, this was the first time in his nearing year of being here, that Ragna had practically handed someone his card on a silver platter. It was usually an accident, or something that was gradually built up towards.
But now he knew what he was here for. Why he was here. The role he would play. And if he was lucky...
"Good evening, Ragna." ]
Huh?
[ ...oh so very lucky that he had company in Mitsuru. A familiar face, and a comforting one at that. No matter how their nights unfolded, there never felt like there was any pressure placed on them despite how their first time together went down. Since that day, their lives were in a cycle of circling one anothers' orbit. And the awoken addiction they sought in one another. A revelation that sees the taller white-haired man's own cheeks flushing as he swallows.
A gorgeous number she's wearing, as always. But like usual, those mismatched hues were engaged in her own merlot gaze when she asks of his card. ]
Fancy running into you here, Mitsuru. [ A beat and a flip of his card between his fingers to reveal his role. ] Good ol' Ace of freakin' Spades.
[ The "Dominant" role is coming. Just. Let him play catch-up. And close the remainder of that distance between them as he steps in by her side. In case anyone else had any funny ideas of claiming the illustrious Queen for themselves. Many were clamouring for her attention due to her rank, and it would have been a matter of time before they'd be flocking to her here too.
With a strong hand slipping around the curve of her hip, one had to ask... How much of this was being protective of a friend? Or was there possession there? ]
[ While Mitsuru is certainly rarely one to feel any kind of intimidation, it had been difficult not to feel trepidation given her rank and the role she had been given in this game. There were more than enough interested parties but this... this type of role requires trust.
She trusts Ragna and she can't help but begin to feel a little flustered as his hand fastens around her hips. He's told her her the card the he pulls but what does that translate to she wonders...? If it just so happened to be...? ]
Ace of Diamonds.
[ And if he isn't going to clarify first then she will. ] ...Submissive.
[ Ragna's already had some time to ascertain what the rest of the cards translated to, which makes the redhead's reaction to him and this predicament all the more understandable when she lays it on him with a reluctant "...Submissive." It's one thing for his Suit to be experiencing infrequent flare-ups on him, but it's an entirely new sensation that ripples through him knowing that he'd cinched his arm around her curvy waist with a...very tempting dynamic.
One that leaves him audibly swallowing as his own cheeks fluster deeper. ]
And I'm the Dominant one...
[ Looking up to scout the immediate area out, he can see other pairs and groupings eyeing the couple up. Ragna being a high rank now left him being observed with a more titillating intrigue. As for Mitsuru? But of course everyone would bow for her and more. Whisperings. Murmurings. What were they going to do? What roles did they get? Ohh one of them hopes that Queen Kirijo was the one dominating the Grim Reaper tonight~
They needed to get some privacy already. He wants her all to himself. ]
...wouldn't be the first time I had you pinned.
[ The first day they properly met? Seeking solace in her chambers on the hunt, ending in the foxy Queen being loaded on a horny rabbit's cum? A very special birthday romp... He'd be lying if he said he didn't like making the otherwise unflappable Mitsuru crumble for him. She's been really good to him every time things got intense. But now...they had roles to their outing. One that if they didn't comply with? Who knew how bad the flare-ups would be? ]
So... [ Because outside of this, he really did like her company. ] Privacy first, catching up later?
[ Because the second the two of them were behind closed doors, he was going to throw caution to the wind and take the lead on her in ways that they never dreamed of covering before. ]
[ Of course his words bring a predictable blush to her cheeks. Yes, it wouldn't be the first time he'd done that but perhaps it would be the worst time the pair of them had such defined roles with one another, a planned dynamic that demanded nothing less than the Grim Reaper wrecking her-
She doesn't rise to the bait, not quite yet. The redhead keeps her tone infuriatingly neutral as she responds, ]
I think that would be the wisest course of action...
[ Because if she has to play this game, has to be submissive, there is no one else in this lobby that she would rather play that role for. And after all... ]
...You're the one who gets to tell me what to do now, are you not?
[ Her Dominant partner for the evening. God knows she had already seen others who had been gifted the dominant card going as far as showing zero hesitation in slapping a leash on their chosen partners... Apparently there are varying degrees to this. They would find out how far they both felt like going with it soon enough she thinks. ]
[ Ragna, on the other hand, has less of a leash on his own tone and inhibitions. But then, having his own suit thrumming and toyed with for how long he'd remained complacent in complying...it made sense, did it not? Feeling his blood rush beneath his skin warmer, his head beating painlessly as the two of them pad along the lounge towards a well-lit, black hallway with gilded decor. There are doors on either side, unassuming and otherwise very soundproof. ]
You nervous, Mitsuru?
[ Saying the quiet part out loud, he's dangerously aware of how his arm is wrapped around her waist, and the presence of his palm splaying over her lower stomach, as if he could just clutch and dig at the fabric of her top at a moment's notice. How that hand was going to feel while he was buried so deep inside her, pressing as if to feel himself shifting inside her tight little pussy for every slow, urging thrust. He'll have a good hold of her tonight. All night. Until she was thoroughly consumed in her role with him.
A vacant room. It's spacious enough inside, blacks and golds with warm lighting greeting them. Whilst the two of them would find strung along the wall a myriad of...props, Ragna wasn't considering anything extreme while taking his role. That fitting collar though... ]
For a little game, the bed looks cozy.
[ Better than some rock for a mattress like the lower ranks receive. This looks better than the bedding he gets as a 10, even. ]
[ She is, just a little though. This wouldn't exactly be the first time they'd had sex but- there is something just a little nerve wracking about this new imposed dominant and submissive element being brought to the table. It wouldn't be the first time she'd played around with this kind of thing but the last time she had been the dominant party, not the other way around. Now it seems it's her turn to be on the receiving end of such treatment. It's not a place she usually inhabits, she's used to being the leader, the one always in control... There is something undeniably exciting about having that control removed though.
And she trust Ragna to do it well. ]
I'm in safe hands, am I not? [ Literally. If the way he's keeping an arm around her is any indication.
She surveys the bed as he comments on it, nodding her agreement, her pulse already beginning to race a little. ]
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It's almost too convenient that someone she knows is already here and she approaches Ragna with a slight flush on her cheeks. It would be far too easy for him to have been given a Dominant card, surely...? ]
Good evening, Ragna.
[ No use playing coy here. ] Which card have you been assigned?
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Flipping the card between his fingers, he tries not to let his nerves show. Suffice to say, this was the first time in his nearing year of being here, that Ragna had practically handed someone his card on a silver platter. It was usually an accident, or something that was gradually built up towards.
But now he knew what he was here for. Why he was here. The role he would play. And if he was lucky...
"Good evening, Ragna." ]
Huh?
[ ...oh so very lucky that he had company in Mitsuru. A familiar face, and a comforting one at that. No matter how their nights unfolded, there never felt like there was any pressure placed on them despite how their first time together went down. Since that day, their lives were in a cycle of circling one anothers' orbit. And the awoken addiction they sought in one another. A revelation that sees the taller white-haired man's own cheeks flushing as he swallows.
A gorgeous number she's wearing, as always. But like usual, those mismatched hues were engaged in her own merlot gaze when she asks of his card. ]
Fancy running into you here, Mitsuru. [ A beat and a flip of his card between his fingers to reveal his role. ] Good ol' Ace of freakin' Spades.
[ The "Dominant" role is coming. Just. Let him play catch-up. And close the remainder of that distance between them as he steps in by her side. In case anyone else had any funny ideas of claiming the illustrious Queen for themselves. Many were clamouring for her attention due to her rank, and it would have been a matter of time before they'd be flocking to her here too.
With a strong hand slipping around the curve of her hip, one had to ask... How much of this was being protective of a friend? Or was there possession there? ]
So what'd you end up drawing?
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She trusts Ragna and she can't help but begin to feel a little flustered as his hand fastens around her hips. He's told her her the card the he pulls but what does that translate to she wonders...? If it just so happened to be...? ]
Ace of Diamonds.
[ And if he isn't going to clarify first then she will. ] ...Submissive.
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One that leaves him audibly swallowing as his own cheeks fluster deeper. ]
And I'm the Dominant one...
[ Looking up to scout the immediate area out, he can see other pairs and groupings eyeing the couple up. Ragna being a high rank now left him being observed with a more titillating intrigue. As for Mitsuru? But of course everyone would bow for her and more. Whisperings. Murmurings. What were they going to do? What roles did they get? Ohh one of them hopes that Queen Kirijo was the one dominating the Grim Reaper tonight~
They needed to get some privacy already.
He wants her all to himself.]...wouldn't be the first time I had you pinned.
[ The first day they properly met? Seeking solace in her chambers on the hunt, ending in the foxy Queen being loaded on a horny rabbit's cum? A very special birthday romp... He'd be lying if he said he didn't like making the otherwise unflappable Mitsuru crumble for him. She's been really good to him every time things got intense. But now...they had roles to their outing. One that if they didn't comply with? Who knew how bad the flare-ups would be? ]
So... [ Because outside of this, he really did like her company. ] Privacy first, catching up later?
[ Because the second the two of them were behind closed doors, he was going to throw caution to the wind and take the lead on her in ways that they never dreamed of covering before. ]
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She doesn't rise to the bait, not quite yet. The redhead keeps her tone infuriatingly neutral as she responds, ]
I think that would be the wisest course of action...
[ Because if she has to play this game, has to be submissive, there is no one else in this lobby that she would rather play that role for. And after all... ]
...You're the one who gets to tell me what to do now, are you not?
[ Her Dominant partner for the evening. God knows she had already seen others who had been gifted the dominant card going as far as showing zero hesitation in slapping a leash on their chosen partners... Apparently there are varying degrees to this. They would find out how far they both felt like going with it soon enough she thinks. ]
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You nervous, Mitsuru?
[ Saying the quiet part out loud, he's dangerously aware of how his arm is wrapped around her waist, and the presence of his palm splaying over her lower stomach, as if he could just clutch and dig at the fabric of her top at a moment's notice. How that hand was going to feel while he was buried so deep inside her, pressing as if to feel himself shifting inside her tight little pussy for every slow, urging thrust. He'll have a good hold of her tonight. All night. Until she was thoroughly consumed in her role with him.
A vacant room. It's spacious enough inside, blacks and golds with warm lighting greeting them. Whilst the two of them would find strung along the wall a myriad of...props, Ragna wasn't considering anything extreme while taking his role.
That fitting collar though...]For a little game, the bed looks cozy.
[ Better than some rock for a mattress like the lower ranks receive. This looks better than the bedding he gets as a 10, even. ]
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[ She is, just a little though. This wouldn't exactly be the first time they'd had sex but- there is something just a little nerve wracking about this new imposed dominant and submissive element being brought to the table. It wouldn't be the first time she'd played around with this kind of thing but the last time she had been the dominant party, not the other way around. Now it seems it's her turn to be on the receiving end of such treatment. It's not a place she usually inhabits, she's used to being the leader, the one always in control... There is something undeniably exciting about having that control removed though.
And she trust Ragna to do it well. ]
I'm in safe hands, am I not? [ Literally. If the way he's keeping an arm around her is any indication.
She surveys the bed as he comments on it, nodding her agreement, her pulse already beginning to race a little. ]
...Is that where you want me?
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