【 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 rare that he's indulged in his wild comments and fantasies regarding pain. It's a little uncomfortable, after all, when you're dealing with nonsexual manners to have someone suddenly becoming excited over a rather nice kick or punch. But here, this— the context is entirely different. Inviting this closeness, not just encouraging it, but arguably enforcing it?
He shouldn't be so surprised that someone would take him up on the offer.
But he's stunned, a little, as a strong hand catches into the strands of his hair. Enough that his normal reaction time is too delayed to flinch back from it. Instead, his breath catches in the back of his throat, and his eyes flick upwards to meet Suguru's with a sharp intensity that hits like reflex. Something in the way he's gripped tells Jae Ha that these hands have done so much more, and likewise, it's something in his own, briefly piercing stare that says he's just grabbed onto a wild beast.
But it melts like butter as soon as Jae Ha remembers himself, and with the guided press of his face against warm, bare skin, he smiles and flashes a smile that's enough to bare the sight of his fangs— beast, not vampire— as his heart races. )
It seems I'm not the only one who can be forward.
( That thrilling command, rough but not excessively so, demanding and stinging just enough that it has his heart beating fast, torn between fleeing as fast as he can and submitting to that overwhelming feeling. The breath he exhales out over Suguru is something like a silent laugh, but then he bites, gentle considering the teeth he's working with. Not enough to draw blood, but certainly enough to smart a little. )
[ unflinching met with unyielding — rather than a deterrent, the glimmer of what's elsewise buried in there holds his interest far more than automatic obeisance or squealing enthusiasm could hope to inspire. it's the jagged edges of ripped meat in life that beguile, and that mouth could chew many. where's the joy and freedom in docility? ]
[ Jae Ha correctly levies his accusation, and Getou wonders at its color. is this something closer to true intimacy he can aggress as easily as others solicit lust? or is he just as guilty, between bare thigh and the lowered, flickering lids of his eyes as that bite sinks. his breath cuts, plunges down and lifts dizziness into his grey matter — ]
[ then, it's his own fault really, when he pulls. ]
[ sure in that grip, scruffed, he peels Jae Ha back forcefully before his jaws have unclenched. it's wonder, of course, that demands an answer: how sharp are they? a smear of fresh red and one beaded line of it that dribbles onto the couch cushions, he's stained the little monster's lips. ]
Oops, [ without sincerity. ] What do you think? Is it bad enough to warrant punishment?
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He shouldn't be so surprised that someone would take him up on the offer.
But he's stunned, a little, as a strong hand catches into the strands of his hair. Enough that his normal reaction time is too delayed to flinch back from it. Instead, his breath catches in the back of his throat, and his eyes flick upwards to meet Suguru's with a sharp intensity that hits like reflex. Something in the way he's gripped tells Jae Ha that these hands have done so much more, and likewise, it's something in his own, briefly piercing stare that says he's just grabbed onto a wild beast.
But it melts like butter as soon as Jae Ha remembers himself, and with the guided press of his face against warm, bare skin, he smiles and flashes a smile that's enough to bare the sight of his fangs— beast, not vampire— as his heart races. )
It seems I'm not the only one who can be forward.
( That thrilling command, rough but not excessively so, demanding and stinging just enough that it has his heart beating fast, torn between fleeing as fast as he can and submitting to that overwhelming feeling. The breath he exhales out over Suguru is something like a silent laugh, but then he bites, gentle considering the teeth he's working with. Not enough to draw blood, but certainly enough to smart a little. )
no subject
[ Jae Ha correctly levies his accusation, and Getou wonders at its color. is this something closer to true intimacy he can aggress as easily as others solicit lust? or is he just as guilty, between bare thigh and the lowered, flickering lids of his eyes as that bite sinks. his breath cuts, plunges down and lifts dizziness into his grey matter — ]
[ then, it's his own fault really, when he pulls. ]
[ sure in that grip, scruffed, he peels Jae Ha back forcefully before his jaws have unclenched. it's wonder, of course, that demands an answer: how sharp are they? a smear of fresh red and one beaded line of it that dribbles onto the couch cushions, he's stained the little monster's lips. ]
Oops, [ without sincerity. ] What do you think? Is it bad enough to warrant punishment?