【 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.
[ 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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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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