【 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.
Kicking ass and being open about his kinks and sexuality with a stranger are two very different things. One of which he does with most of his time for work. The latter, he's only ever entertained in his thoughts. So the fact that Zoro plays along does help encourage him to loosen up. They're both here because it can't be helped, really, and so they both have some kind of incentive to pass their time as painlessly as possible.
"Yeah," he answers, his eyes combing over exposed skin before he glances at all of the toys at their disposal. He picks up an electric massager and sets it back down. Rude doesn't want to ask about the scar, but doesn't want to make things personal as he pushes Zoro to sit down on a chair he pulls closer.
"You look like someone I'd like to train with, if the circumstances were different." Rude's fingers comb through the front of his hair, gripping firmly but not enough to hurt in case Zoro isn't into that. "Does it still hurt? Your scar."
Zoro detects a hint of something he can't quite place in the older man. Is it...shyness? It's interesting to think that someone with such a formidable appearance could be shy. He's not sure if he's reading him right, but it does make Zoro want to be more compliant.
He doesn't know what he's doing, after all, so he shouldn't make it hard for Rude to guide them through this experience.
Sharp eyes flit between the toy Rude briefly picks up and the older man's eyes, mouth falling open quietly in surprise when he's made to sit down and look up at him.
He realizes he kind of likes that, though he has to suppress the urge to push back. Instead he takes a slow, steadying breath as he holds Rude's gaze, forcing himself to relax back in his new seat as he hums at his words. "We could go train after this," he says, smirking up at him. His eyes briefly flutter shut when Rude puts a little pressure on his grip, and—yeah. Yup. He definitely likes that.
"Mm. I don't think so." Zoro pauses, because it must be strange to be unsure about a yes or no question. "Sometimes it does," he goes on to clarify, eyes opening again so he can peer up at Rude through his lashes. "But I think it's just in my head. And it doesn't actually hurt." You don't have to be in a place like this resort for your mind to play tricks on you, after all. That happens often enough in everyday life.
Zoro's hair is short but not so short that he can't keep his hold on it, but his objective isn't to cause pain, it's to cause pleasure. Right? He's trying to figure his way through this situation using what's around him, and he's thankful that Zoro agrees to play along with him for this.
"After this? Yeah, I'd like that, actually." More than he likes doing any of this, anyway. Rude steps closer, using one of his legs to nudge Zoro's thighs apart so he can kneel against the chair, his knee intentionally pressing against the other man's crotch as he looks down at him.
"Let's get that payout and get out of here." These games are messed up, but the rewards are legit from what he's hearing--or else more people would be refusing to participate, he thinks. Rude clears his throat, trying not to sound so friendly as he remembers he has a specific part to play. He looks at Zoro apologetically before releasing his hair for the moment. "Here are my rules. Only call me sir. You're not allowed to cum until I say you can. And lastly, you're to stay seated in that chair. Understood?"
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"Yeah," he answers, his eyes combing over exposed skin before he glances at all of the toys at their disposal. He picks up an electric massager and sets it back down. Rude doesn't want to ask about the scar, but doesn't want to make things personal as he pushes Zoro to sit down on a chair he pulls closer.
"You look like someone I'd like to train with, if the circumstances were different." Rude's fingers comb through the front of his hair, gripping firmly but not enough to hurt in case Zoro isn't into that. "Does it still hurt? Your scar."
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He doesn't know what he's doing, after all, so he shouldn't make it hard for Rude to guide them through this experience.
Sharp eyes flit between the toy Rude briefly picks up and the older man's eyes, mouth falling open quietly in surprise when he's made to sit down and look up at him.
He realizes he kind of likes that, though he has to suppress the urge to push back. Instead he takes a slow, steadying breath as he holds Rude's gaze, forcing himself to relax back in his new seat as he hums at his words. "We could go train after this," he says, smirking up at him. His eyes briefly flutter shut when Rude puts a little pressure on his grip, and—yeah. Yup. He definitely likes that.
"Mm. I don't think so." Zoro pauses, because it must be strange to be unsure about a yes or no question. "Sometimes it does," he goes on to clarify, eyes opening again so he can peer up at Rude through his lashes. "But I think it's just in my head. And it doesn't actually hurt." You don't have to be in a place like this resort for your mind to play tricks on you, after all. That happens often enough in everyday life.
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"After this? Yeah, I'd like that, actually." More than he likes doing any of this, anyway. Rude steps closer, using one of his legs to nudge Zoro's thighs apart so he can kneel against the chair, his knee intentionally pressing against the other man's crotch as he looks down at him.
"Let's get that payout and get out of here." These games are messed up, but the rewards are legit from what he's hearing--or else more people would be refusing to participate, he thinks. Rude clears his throat, trying not to sound so friendly as he remembers he has a specific part to play. He looks at Zoro apologetically before releasing his hair for the moment. "Here are my rules. Only call me sir. You're not allowed to cum until I say you can. And lastly, you're to stay seated in that chair. Understood?"
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