【 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.
[ A hoarse chuckle sounds in his throat at her mention of hot water, genuine. He may not know her, but he can take an educated guess when someone's experienced a life bereft of kindnesses. As if to punctuate what he's going to say next, he picks up the box of chocolates from his lap and leans to offer her one, a single row of them already picked clean by his sweet tooth. His gaze sweeps the suite, the closet, the food. Assessing and thoughtful, but also somewhat shrewd and a little...
— awkward, almost, with how he wants to make eye contact but instinctively shies from it without his shades. ]
They don't skimp on the amenities, that's for sure. [ A beat. ] Which is the least our gracious hosts could do for us, given the strange circumstances. Like you said... once I think I've got one thing figured out, it's like it's all slipping through my fingers again. Chrome, sand, a mirage...
[ Lighter isn't a man who wants for luxury or excess, the marks of hardship still adorning him even when clothed. But he is someone who commands honor, and all of this surreptitious glamor under a power that whispers just trust me is grating on what few principles he has left.
He sighs to dissipate some of the tension he feels building in his chest again, quelling the thought. A half-smile tips the corner of his mouth. ]
All things considered, though. I feel alright. You've been a pretty easy suitemate for how we woke up.
( Alice offers him some reprieve from her gaze when she notices him struggling to meet it. She usually goes between two extremes: Either she can't bare to look someone in the eye or she can't bare to look away. He's making it difficult to choose one or the other; There's something magnetic about him. Luckily, having that thought alone is enough to embarrass Alice into staring anywhere but his face for the next five minutes.
She quietly thanks him as she selects a chocolate thoughtfully, curious about what sort it was. Sweets were uncommon place in her life nowadays, but Alice knew there was a childhood somewhere inside of her that had been abundant with them. She lets out a soft, intimate sound as it melts in her mouth before she falls over onto the bed in dramatic fashion, all sighs of happiness, deceased by hand of chocolate and gooey caramel.
Alice grins playfully, finally looking over at him from her horizontal view on the mattress as she pops the rest of the truffle into her mouth. She'd missed half of what he'd said with her antics, but certainly catches the compliment he ends it all with. And his simmering tension as she notices his shoulders fall and his smile soften.
She props herself up on her palm again, jet black hair tousled by he fall, and reaches forward into his lap to steal another chocolate, eating the second all in one bite this time. )
Well, you're not so difficult to wake up beside either. To be fair.
( Bashful, Alice isn't making eye contact when she says it and instead finds interest in her watch, licking the residual melted chocolate from the tips of her fingers as she reads over this morning's message, her lips and brows set in matching frowns. ) Do you think you could help me find my suite?
[ It's an expression he's seen any number of times, living in the ramshackle camaraderie of the desert where nothing sweet was ever guaranteed — pure bliss in the wake of an otherwise unattainable luxury. There's a comfort in it, like holding the shape of something he knows up to the light to trace its silhouette.
Popping another chocolate in his mouth, he then sets the box aside and leans over to try and also get a look at her watch's face. ]
Oh? Finally assigned after all that, huh? [ What a primer it was. ] Let see it. I haven't been on many of the floors yet, but if this really is some fancy resort, I can't imagine it'll be hard to find.
[ Granted, their surroundings, for all the ways reality has seeped in after the last few hours, do seem amorphous and difficult to grasp in a meaningful way. ]
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— awkward, almost, with how he wants to make eye contact but instinctively shies from it without his shades. ]
They don't skimp on the amenities, that's for sure. [ A beat. ] Which is the least our gracious hosts could do for us, given the strange circumstances. Like you said... once I think I've got one thing figured out, it's like it's all slipping through my fingers again. Chrome, sand, a mirage...
[ Lighter isn't a man who wants for luxury or excess, the marks of hardship still adorning him even when clothed. But he is someone who commands honor, and all of this surreptitious glamor under a power that whispers just trust me is grating on what few principles he has left.
He sighs to dissipate some of the tension he feels building in his chest again, quelling the thought. A half-smile tips the corner of his mouth. ]
All things considered, though. I feel alright. You've been a pretty easy suitemate for how we woke up.
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She quietly thanks him as she selects a chocolate thoughtfully, curious about what sort it was. Sweets were uncommon place in her life nowadays, but Alice knew there was a childhood somewhere inside of her that had been abundant with them. She lets out a soft, intimate sound as it melts in her mouth before she falls over onto the bed in dramatic fashion, all sighs of happiness, deceased by hand of chocolate and gooey caramel.
Alice grins playfully, finally looking over at him from her horizontal view on the mattress as she pops the rest of the truffle into her mouth. She'd missed half of what he'd said with her antics, but certainly catches the compliment he ends it all with. And his simmering tension as she notices his shoulders fall and his smile soften.
She props herself up on her palm again, jet black hair tousled by he fall, and reaches forward into his lap to steal another chocolate, eating the second all in one bite this time. )
Well, you're not so difficult to wake up beside either. To be fair.
( Bashful, Alice isn't making eye contact when she says it and instead finds interest in her watch, licking the residual melted chocolate from the tips of her fingers as she reads over this morning's message, her lips and brows set in matching frowns. ) Do you think you could help me find my suite?
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Popping another chocolate in his mouth, he then sets the box aside and leans over to try and also get a look at her watch's face. ]
Oh? Finally assigned after all that, huh? [ What a primer it was. ] Let see it. I haven't been on many of the floors yet, but if this really is some fancy resort, I can't imagine it'll be hard to find.
[ Granted, their surroundings, for all the ways reality has seeped in after the last few hours, do seem amorphous and difficult to grasp in a meaningful way. ]