【 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 still winds him to hear with such certainty. So much that a shiver ripples down his back, the delicate draw of her fingertips over his hair the epicenter. Eventually, he lifts back up on his elbows after taking his fill of affection. It's more than enough for someone like him, and yet the act of parting sends a throb of reluctance through his chest. Lighter would seem a greedy man outside of this room, steeped in the freedom of sunlight, the taste of victory and renown. No one would never know he doesn't want for any of it. ]
Whenever you want, alright? [ A quiet and damp flicker of his breath against her cheek, the shadow of a kiss on the bright glow of her skin. ] I'll be here.
[ The words are for him too, a precursor to the shift of his body. He runs his arm low to urge her to relax her thigh and move her leg aside, easing himself off her in a final wet slide of intimate skin. Flopping down beside her on the mattress, he's silent a moment before beckoning her back to him. ]
You seemed tired. [ Even before — but anyone would be, he thinks, after the last 168 hours. ] While we so generously have this room, maybe we should clean up and see about that nap you mentioned.
[ before he pulls away completely, she cups his face in her hands and kisses him once more, firm but sweet. ]
You, too. [ her thumbs smooth gently over the rise of his cheekbones, fingers lightly framing his jawline. ] Anything at all, whatever you need. If it's something I can give you, I will.
[ it isn't until she lets her legs back down again that she registers the burn and ache, the dampness of sweat and slick and everything else. she longs for a bath, especially since she's seen the size of the tub in the adjoining bathroom—it could easily fit the two of them, she thinks. before she can think to ask him about it, he beats her to it, rolling onto her side closest to him. ]
I'd like that. [ she presses her face against his shoulder, hiding her smile there. ] If you haven't gotten sick of me yet.
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Whenever you want, alright? [ A quiet and damp flicker of his breath against her cheek, the shadow of a kiss on the bright glow of her skin. ] I'll be here.
[ The words are for him too, a precursor to the shift of his body. He runs his arm low to urge her to relax her thigh and move her leg aside, easing himself off her in a final wet slide of intimate skin. Flopping down beside her on the mattress, he's silent a moment before beckoning her back to him. ]
You seemed tired. [ Even before — but anyone would be, he thinks, after the last 168 hours. ] While we so generously have this room, maybe we should clean up and see about that nap you mentioned.
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You, too. [ her thumbs smooth gently over the rise of his cheekbones, fingers lightly framing his jawline. ] Anything at all, whatever you need. If it's something I can give you, I will.
[ it isn't until she lets her legs back down again that she registers the burn and ache, the dampness of sweat and slick and everything else. she longs for a bath, especially since she's seen the size of the tub in the adjoining bathroom—it could easily fit the two of them, she thinks. before she can think to ask him about it, he beats her to it, rolling onto her side closest to him. ]
I'd like that. [ she presses her face against his shoulder, hiding her smile there. ] If you haven't gotten sick of me yet.