【 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 not unpleasant, Kizuna thinks, welcoming the shift of the exercise into something fuller and more satisfying, less commanded by the roll of the dice. His scent is unique and nearly tells him more than his empathy does, sharp and medicinal as he swallows it, thick at the back of his throat. It's almost at odds with the pleasant stirring of his skin beneath his touch, but he finds he likes it — a clue to who he is rather than a sweet cloak of cologne or liquor.
His tongue twines with the other man's in a contented brush, a momentarily deep kiss that shallows out with a soft suck as he breaks it. Kizuna hums, lingering with him nose to nose, the corners of his mouth upturned. Interested in what else might happen. ]
Hmm. If all of our rolls end like this, I might not want to let you go from this table.
[ He lets out a shuddering sigh when their lips part, his composure broken just a tad, his head spinning from sensation as he glances back at Kizuna with more than a little longing.
He’s still far too sensitive for his own good, actually. Or perhaps it’s simply the public nature of this affair, of the fact that there are many others surrounding them, even if they’re all too engrossed in their own games…
Not to mention that he’d forgotten about the dice, really. He even has to blink stupidly for a few moments before it finally registers, whereupon he has to try and break the tension with an awkward laugh. ]
My apologies if I fail to make this appropriately exciting…
[ He’s not sure how long he’ll last, really. Especially when a quick glance at neighboring tables confirms that these games tend to end quickly, if they end at all.
Some of them choose to end it right on the tables themselves too, goodness. ]
[ This man might not ever know how the gentle rift in his demeanor is helping him right now. In truth, the public nature of such games is hard to wade through — there's so much emotion present even in the physicality that he'd likely go adrift at a minor provocation. But having someone to focus on dulls the roar of it, even if only a little.
His smile deepens at the corners of his mouth, a hand rising to idly twist his fingers through some of the longer locks framing Baizhu's face. ]
No need to apologize. This is more than enough for me. [ He puffs a laugh, still leaned in close. ] Unless you had an idea that doesn't involve the dice?
[ He hadn’t expected to feel quite so breathless as he does now. Either this one is just that good at kissing, or he’s becoming a little too sensitive to the ministrations of others.
He’s not sure how he feels about either option. ]
Could…Could we perhaps…
[ Actually, he realizes that Kizuna may be too close—between that and his easy charms it’s difficult not to be captivated by him.
Perhaps he was in danger the moment he’d agreed to play this game to begin with.
He reaches up, fingers brushing lightly at Kizuna’s wrist, as though he might grasp it and hold on for dear life, but he only purses his lips and soldiers on. ]
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His tongue twines with the other man's in a contented brush, a momentarily deep kiss that shallows out with a soft suck as he breaks it. Kizuna hums, lingering with him nose to nose, the corners of his mouth upturned. Interested in what else might happen. ]
Hmm. If all of our rolls end like this, I might not want to let you go from this table.
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He’s still far too sensitive for his own good, actually. Or perhaps it’s simply the public nature of this affair, of the fact that there are many others surrounding them, even if they’re all too engrossed in their own games…
Not to mention that he’d forgotten about the dice, really. He even has to blink stupidly for a few moments before it finally registers, whereupon he has to try and break the tension with an awkward laugh. ]
My apologies if I fail to make this appropriately exciting…
[ He’s not sure how long he’ll last, really. Especially when a quick glance at neighboring tables confirms that these games tend to end quickly, if they end at all.
Some of them choose to end it right on the tables themselves too, goodness. ]
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His smile deepens at the corners of his mouth, a hand rising to idly twist his fingers through some of the longer locks framing Baizhu's face. ]
No need to apologize. This is more than enough for me. [ He puffs a laugh, still leaned in close. ] Unless you had an idea that doesn't involve the dice?
[ A lucky guess, perhaps. ]
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[ He hadn’t expected to feel quite so breathless as he does now. Either this one is just that good at kissing, or he’s becoming a little too sensitive to the ministrations of others.
He’s not sure how he feels about either option. ]
Could…Could we perhaps…
[ Actually, he realizes that Kizuna may be too close—between that and his easy charms it’s difficult not to be captivated by him.
Perhaps he was in danger the moment he’d agreed to play this game to begin with.
He reaches up, fingers brushing lightly at Kizuna’s wrist, as though he might grasp it and hold on for dear life, but he only purses his lips and soldiers on. ]
I don’t mind continuing…in private, that is.
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