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It has recently come to our attention that many of our guests have not been focusing on their health and wellness. In an effort to encourage healthy living and help our beloved guests get in shape, a grand sports festival will be held in the Golden Peacock. This sports festival will include many small games and four large games.
Prior to the festival, guests will have the opportunity to train and prepare for the games with our expert coaches.
We hope you are as excited as we are! And, as always, we hope you enjoy your stay. 】
BEAK
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♦ DIAMONDS GAME ♦
OMEGADOME: HUNTING GAME
A cheerful pair of game managers stand outside the conservatory doors and block all guests that try to enter. They quickly explain that a special Diamonds game is taking place inside and only guests that agree to participate may enter. This game is a physical exercise that riffs on "Hunting", which is a popular sport in many different countries and civilizations. Of course, it is one hundred percent safe, and all guests that play are eligible to win massive chip prizes, store vouchers, fabulous prizes, and more.
Details about the game? Those can't be shared outside of the conservatory. Only the brave and those willing to risks will reap the benefits of this Diamonds game. So step right up, dear guests, and sign this waiver before stepping into the flourishing beauty of the conservatory for a brand new adventure.
♥ HEARTS GAME ♥
DOUBLES' THERMO: SURVIVAL GAME
Chickadees is sparing no expense on advertising their e-sport games over the course of the sports festival. Posters, notifications, stickers, fliers! Come one, come all. Sports don't need to be physical. Guests that duck into the arcade will find a variety of e-sport games to enjoy, but the real showstopper that every single employee is aggressively promoting is the new immersive VR game, DOUBLES' THERMO.
A large swath of egg-shaped pods have been installed in the back half of Chickadees. Any guest that shows an iota of interest will be assaulted by employees encouraging them to give it a try. They will offer vouchers for a free session, encourage with mentions of prizes that can be won from the arcade's coveted prize wall, and persuade by praising how high tech and immersive the experience is. Some employees are desperate enough to trick or push guests into the pods if they aren't willing to go in themselves.
However they've ended up inside the VR egg, guests will find themselves submerged in strange fluid as the lid closes. Everything fades away into darkness as the game loads...
♣ CLUBS GAME ♣
QUACK AND COVER: SHOOTING GAME
Cloaca & Dagger has temporarily outfitted itself as a neon-bright paintball course. Gone are the wild sex setups in exchange for series of obstacles and obstructions for guests to navigate while in pursuit of paintball championship. This high intensity game of strategy and physical fitness promises to exhilarate! Welcome to Quack and Cover, a game where your shooting skills and ingenuity will be put to the test.
So say the game managers at the door before following up with a few disclaimers. Cloaca & Dagger is not responsible for any physical or psychological trauma guests may incur while inside. Guests that join the game will then be outfitted in tight black underarmor and supplied with a paintball gun and protective mask before being let loose on the course.
♠ SPADES GAME ♠
PECKING ORDER: MMA GAME
During night hours, many long-standing guests make their way through Talon toward the gym’s creaky basement stairs. Three floors down and then through a desolate hallway with littered with abandoned equipment. Double doors wait at the end, unassuming until they’ve been opened…
Flashing lights, jeers, and the thick odor of sweat. You’ve found the Pecking Order, a late-night mixed martial arts event where guests show their prowess in the ring. Spectating guests shout and messily eat snacks on make-shift bleachers while fighters clash inches away, using only their bodies to fight for dominance and win. Pecking Order is very informal; guests only need to sign up in order to get added to the docket. Anyone can watch, though they will be vaguely warned at the door that even spectating comes with risks.
LOCKER ROOMS
YOU WASH MY BACK, I'LL WASH YOURS
Every training and game location has a door labeled LOCKER ROOM right outside the entrance. These doors all connect to the same massive locker room. The magic of these locker room doors goes one way. Trying to go back to the place you just were by backtracking will not work — you’ll just end up in Beak! All guests will be advised to finish their games before hitting the showers.
The Golden Peacock is proud to present our upgraded and extended locker room. Please come in and enjoy the facilities, catch-up with your teammates, and enjoy some healthy drinks provided by our favorite resort convenience store, Cock-a-doodle-doo’s!
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[ He really does try to break free. Unfortunately he's an average guy when it comes to being without his powers, and he's been on the back ropes since the beginning when the other teen jumped him.
The other teens fist connects with his temple. His vision swims.
And he tries really, really hard to stay concious.
He gets out a grunt, shakes his head twice to try and clear his vision, and then goes absolutely limp.
The crowd absolutely cheers for Minato's victory. Some even yell out the title of "Usurper" for him.
It's going to take a minute or two before Kazuya wakes back up.]
[ Minato exhales in relief as the other teen goes limp. God. Finally. The crowd cheers, but the blood dripping off his chin and the sting in his arm doesn't make him feel like a winner.
He's tired. Everything hurts. Who cares about this new title everyone's yelling. But instead of slinking away to lick his wounds and shy away from the spotlight, Minato lingers to see if Kazuya actually gets back up.
He's on his feet again, uninjured hand pinching the bridge of his nose as he holds his other arm closer to his body. The sleeve is soaked through by now, but he has to choose between trying to stem the bloody nose or the open wound on his arm.
...this guy, he's going to get up eventually, right? ]
[ It doesn't take that long for him to reawaken in the grand scheme of things. It's literally a minute and a half, but he absolutely rolls onto his side with a soft groan.
He feels like shit.
His head hurts.
The fact that he's lost a fight really, really stings his pride the moment he realizes what happened. He's gotta get out of the ring regardless, and in another few seconds, he manages to roll again, this time pushing himself onto his knees as he looks up at the winner of the scuffle.
[ That makes two of them. Minato also feels like shit. The raucous crowd is deafening; the concentrated spotlight makes it far too warm. Everything hurts.
The spectators chant, offering their unwarranted opinions on what he should take as the victor. But because Minato hadn't thought that far ahead, he can only look to the other teen wide-eyed like a deer in headlights. ]
I don't --
[ He... doesn't have an answer. So he turns away, runs, flees from the floor with his heart racing in his ears, adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He runs, and runs, and doesn't stop until it's quiet again, hand still at his bloody nose.
Minato sinks to the floor, crouching as he exhales and wipes sweat from his brow with his other arm.
He catches a glimpse of the bite mark. ...that person -- his teeth sure were sharp. ]
[....? The last thing that Kazuya expects is for the victor to flee, escaping off pass the crowd. Kazuya blinks after him in confusion before realizing that if he stays in the ring,he'll probably get another pummeling.
No thanks.
But he is going to follow the scent of the others blood, because what the hell was that and also because even if it had been a forced altercation,tbe fact of the matter is that the other had won, and thus he's owed his winnings. Far be it from Kazuya to fight against magical entrapment. When he does finally find him, Kazuya nudges him with his foot.
[ He doesn't bother looking up at the sound of approaching footsteps. He does, however, glance up when someone shoves him with their foot.
...oh.
Minato pulls his arm closer against his chest, as though the stranger didn't have firsthand knowledge about the injury there. And because it feels like the bloody nose has stopped, the hand at his nose falls away as he wipes his mouth with the back of a hand. ]
It was too loud there.
[ Too much commotion, too much environmental stimuli. ]
[ Maybe he could boss this person into leaving him alone? That train of thought is quickly interrupted though as the other teen speaks again. Instead of complying and holding his arm out, he shies away from his former opponent. ]
...no. It's fine.
[ Hand his arm over? Just to get chomped on again? He'd seen that hunger in the other teen's eyes as soon as the taste of blood hit his tongue. Alas, Minato's not keen on getting eaten alive his first week here. ]
[ Kazuya gives him a flat look when the other says thay he has nothing for him to do.
It gets even flatter when he refuses to give up his arm so that he can be healed. Kazuya nudges him again with his foot, once more unkindly, begore he sighs, loud and annoyedbefore dropping into a crouch next to him and grabbing at the arm anyway.
His grip is strong, and he pulls the limb towards him with ease even if he does resist.
Weird, considering how pathetic he'd been in the ring.
A hand rolls up the sleeve, before covering the bite mark. A Diarahan shimmers its green mist over the wound, but it's likely the magic will also be felt in his poor nose too. ]
[ The grip on Minato's arm belies a certain strength, one that hadn't been shown during their fight. Could that mean this person was deprived of a supernatural strength earlier?
A flash of panic stirs in his eyes, momentary terror that the other boy was about to tear into his arm again. But those fears are soon assuaged by a familiar spell, one that soothes the sting in his arm and his nose. ]
...a Dia spell?
[ Some form of one, anyhow. Minato glances down at his arm, new skin peeking through the holes in his shredded sleeve. Good as new. ]
...
[ It feels a little weird trying to be polite to someone he'd scrapped with earlier, but... this guy is his elder, isn't he? After a moment of awkward silence, he dips his head in gratitude. ]
[...? This guy knows the magic he cast? That makes him wonder then. Is he more like him, who made contracts with demons, or more like Akira and Yu, who just had them living in their heads?
The flash of fear is noted for now, and part of him thinks "Good, it's what you get for jumping me." ]
Diarahan.
[ He clarifies. ]
... Know any little guys by the name of Jack Frost?
[ He does have that kind of scent- and taste to him. ]
[ Diarahan? That's a pretty strong spell. Seems like Minato's theory not too long ago holds some water: this guy's no pushover.
He takes his arm back and folds his hands in his lap, nodding a bit in response to the question he's asked. ]
Yeah. Small snowmen. Blue hat.
[ What was it they liked to say again? ]
...hee ho?
[ -- why is he being asked that though? Minato falls silent again as he frowns at his company with an expectant look in his eyes, waiting for an explanation. ]
It's always Personas... Makes a guy feel a little unwanted, honestly. Well, you'll be in good company here, at least. There's a few of you guys who use your little head demons around here.
[ Another long, forlorn sigh. It's mostly done for the dramatics of it. ]
Anyway, sorry for biting the shit out of you. I was hoping I could get in a few cheap shots and win.
[ Minato blinks. More Persona users? ...had other members of SEES landed here too? That... makes things a little awkward. Eccentric sex resort aside, some of them had probably attended his funeral. Whoops.
In any event, Minato dips his head in apology again. ]
...it's okay. Sorry for hitting you.
[ Technically speaking, Minato's the one who started it. ]
I... thought I could finish it fast. And then leave.
[ Honestly, he doesn't blame the guy for trying to take a few cheap shots. He would have done the same. ]
...you don't breathe, do you? Why?
[ They can get to why it looked like he enjoyed the taste of human flesh later. ]
I'm a demon. Think of me I guess more like those little guys you can summon. Where I'm from, they're demons, and I happen to be the king of them.
[ He waves his hand dismissively. ]
So even if I look human, I don't need the same things as them to survive. I used to be human for what it's worth though, and evil isn't really my thing despite my title.
[ So he's the king of Personas. A king of demons... Minato Arisato picked a fight with royalty. ]
Oh.
[ It seems there are no hard feelings though? ]
...is that why --
[ Wait, no -- it's rude to assume you tasted good because someone's a demon, isn't it? So Minato shakes his head to dismiss the question he'd started to ask. ]
Never mind.
[ He can bring something else up though, something he'd just recalled. ]
Minato's surprised to hear that though. ...maybe there really is someone else walking around with a giant scar across their nose? In fact, he even looks confused by the other's assessment. ]
Oh.
[ Huh. ]
He helped me on the training field.
[ Didn't seem too bad a person in Minato's eyes? ]
Yeah, sounds like him. He hates demons, and I get it considering he calls himself a demon slayer or whatever, but I told him I had zero plans on eating or hurting anyone here months ago, and he still is rude to me despite the fact I've only been nice to him.
[ GENYA IS A MEANIE BO-BEANIE!!!
Anyway. Kazuya drops himself out of a crouching position now, since Minato seems incredibly intent on having this conversation on the floor. That's fine, he guesses. ]
Anyway, enough about him. You won the fight, and I'm not about to let it turn into a future favour, so what? Want a blowjob or something?
[ Makes sense. A self-proclaimed "demon slayer" probably doesn't get along with Mr. King of Demons. ]
...what?
[ Is this a trick? Did this guy really want to eat him after all? Lure him into a false sense of compliance while sucking him off before going in for the metaphorical kill. Or even worse: a lead-up to getting his dick bitten off??
Minato swallows and backs into the wall a little more. ]
No, I -- It's fine. I don't want anything.
[ He's seen the damage those teeth can do first-hand, okay? ]
[ How can someone so skittish have kicked his ass...
Oh right, he hadn't had his powers. Kazuya just frowns as this guy tries to flatten himself against, and seemingly try to disappear into the wall. Someone's nervous!
Considering what he did to the others arm, he can see why. ]
... You know I'm not going to bite your dick off, right? I have zero interest in eating you in general, quite frankly. But if you don't want that, pick something else. I can give you a hand-job or ride you or whatever.
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The other teens fist connects with his temple. His vision swims.
And he tries really, really hard to stay concious.
He gets out a grunt, shakes his head twice to try and clear his vision, and then goes absolutely limp.
The crowd absolutely cheers for Minato's victory. Some even yell out the title of "Usurper" for him.
It's going to take a minute or two before Kazuya wakes back up.]
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He's tired. Everything hurts. Who cares about this new title everyone's yelling. But instead of slinking away to lick his wounds and shy away from the spotlight, Minato lingers to see if Kazuya actually gets back up.
He's on his feet again, uninjured hand pinching the bridge of his nose as he holds his other arm closer to his body. The sleeve is soaked through by now, but he has to choose between trying to stem the bloody nose or the open wound on his arm.
...this guy, he's going to get up eventually, right? ]
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He feels like shit.
His head hurts.
The fact that he's lost a fight really, really stings his pride the moment he realizes what happened. He's gotta get out of the ring regardless, and in another few seconds, he manages to roll again, this time pushing himself onto his knees as he looks up at the winner of the scuffle.
At least he dealt some damage. ]
Well? What do you want from me?
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The spectators chant, offering their unwarranted opinions on what he should take as the victor. But because Minato hadn't thought that far ahead, he can only look to the other teen wide-eyed like a deer in headlights. ]
I don't --
[ He... doesn't have an answer. So he turns away, runs, flees from the floor with his heart racing in his ears, adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He runs, and runs, and doesn't stop until it's quiet again, hand still at his bloody nose.
Minato sinks to the floor, crouching as he exhales and wipes sweat from his brow with his other arm.
He catches a glimpse of the bite mark. ...that person -- his teeth sure were sharp. ]
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No thanks.
But he is going to follow the scent of the others blood, because what the hell was that and also because even if it had been a forced altercation,tbe fact of the matter is that the other had won, and thus he's owed his winnings. Far be it from Kazuya to fight against magical entrapment. When he does finally find him, Kazuya nudges him with his foot.
Roughly. ]
Way to make a scene and run off.
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...oh.
Minato pulls his arm closer against his chest, as though the stranger didn't have firsthand knowledge about the injury there. And because it feels like the bloody nose has stopped, the hand at his nose falls away as he wipes his mouth with the back of a hand. ]
It was too loud there.
[ Too much commotion, too much environmental stimuli. ]
...why are you here?
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[ Since it seems like the other wasn't paying too much attention to the whole why of the fight.
... Huh. His nose might have stopped bleeding, but he'd gone and bitten pretty deep into his arm, and it's still clearly soaking through his shirt.
Maybe if he takes care of that, whatever the other wants from him wont be so bad. ]
Let me see your arm.
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[ Rules were rules, but -- ]
I don't have anything for you to do.
[ Maybe he could boss this person into leaving him alone? That train of thought is quickly interrupted though as the other teen speaks again. Instead of complying and holding his arm out, he shies away from his former opponent. ]
...no. It's fine.
[ Hand his arm over? Just to get chomped on again? He'd seen that hunger in the other teen's eyes as soon as the taste of blood hit his tongue. Alas, Minato's not keen on getting eaten alive his first week here. ]
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It gets even flatter when he refuses to give up his arm so that he can be healed. Kazuya nudges him again with his foot, once more unkindly, begore he sighs, loud and annoyedbefore dropping into a crouch next to him and grabbing at the arm anyway.
His grip is strong, and he pulls the limb towards him with ease even if he does resist.
Weird, considering how pathetic he'd been in the ring.
A hand rolls up the sleeve, before covering the bite mark. A Diarahan shimmers its green mist over the wound, but it's likely the magic will also be felt in his poor nose too. ]
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A flash of panic stirs in his eyes, momentary terror that the other boy was about to tear into his arm again. But those fears are soon assuaged by a familiar spell, one that soothes the sting in his arm and his nose. ]
...a Dia spell?
[ Some form of one, anyhow. Minato glances down at his arm, new skin peeking through the holes in his shredded sleeve. Good as new. ]
...
[ It feels a little weird trying to be polite to someone he'd scrapped with earlier, but... this guy is his elder, isn't he? After a moment of awkward silence, he dips his head in gratitude. ]
Thanks.
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The flash of fear is noted for now, and part of him thinks "Good, it's what you get for jumping me." ]
Diarahan.
[ He clarifies. ]
... Know any little guys by the name of Jack Frost?
[ He does have that kind of scent- and taste to him. ]
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He takes his arm back and folds his hands in his lap, nodding a bit in response to the question he's asked. ]
Yeah. Small snowmen. Blue hat.
[ What was it they liked to say again? ]
...hee ho?
[ -- why is he being asked that though? Minato falls silent again as he frowns at his company with an expectant look in his eyes, waiting for an explanation. ]
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[ He nods. That confirms it, then.
He crosses his arms in his lap, still squatting in front of him. ]
Demons? Or Personas?
[ Maybe this guy who looks like he could be a relative of his might actually be from his world. ]
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There's no reaction from Minato as he's asked about demons. But at the term "Personas," his eyes light up with recognition. ]
...what?
[ Why does this guy know about them? Minato stares back at him and -- this guy... Doesn't he look a little like him?
What's with this weird, spooky resort, not just taking all of his belongings but throwing a doppelganger at him too... ]
...Personas.
[ Not demons. Sorry to disappoint, Kazuya. ]
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It's always Personas... Makes a guy feel a little unwanted, honestly. Well, you'll be in good company here, at least. There's a few of you guys who use your little head demons around here.
[ Another long, forlorn sigh. It's mostly done for the dramatics of it. ]
Anyway, sorry for biting the shit out of you. I was hoping I could get in a few cheap shots and win.
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In any event, Minato dips his head in apology again. ]
...it's okay. Sorry for hitting you.
[ Technically speaking, Minato's the one who started it. ]
I... thought I could finish it fast. And then leave.
[ Honestly, he doesn't blame the guy for trying to take a few cheap shots. He would have done the same. ]
...you don't breathe, do you? Why?
[ They can get to why it looked like he enjoyed the taste of human flesh later. ]
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[ He waves his hand dismissively. ]
So even if I look human, I don't need the same things as them to survive. I used to be human for what it's worth though, and evil isn't really my thing despite my title.
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Oh.
[ It seems there are no hard feelings though? ]
...is that why --
[ Wait, no -- it's rude to assume you tasted good because someone's a demon, isn't it? So Minato shakes his head to dismiss the question he'd started to ask. ]
Never mind.
[ He can bring something else up though, something he'd just recalled. ]
...someone here asked me if I had a cousin.
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It is pretty weird how similar we look. But I guess that's bound to happen with infinite realties, or whatever. Who was it?
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...
[ What was that guy's name again? ]
He had a really big scar across his nose.
[ Minato hopes there isn't more than one person running around this resort with a giant scar on his face. ]
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[ Flat. Dismissive. ]
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Minato's surprised to hear that though. ...maybe there really is someone else walking around with a giant scar across their nose? In fact, he even looks confused by the other's assessment. ]
Oh.
[ Huh. ]
He helped me on the training field.
[ Didn't seem too bad a person in Minato's eyes? ]
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[ GENYA IS A MEANIE BO-BEANIE!!!
Anyway. Kazuya drops himself out of a crouching position now, since Minato seems incredibly intent on having this conversation on the floor. That's fine, he guesses. ]
Anyway, enough about him. You won the fight, and I'm not about to let it turn into a future favour, so what? Want a blowjob or something?
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...what?
[ Is this a trick? Did this guy really want to eat him after all? Lure him into a false sense of compliance while sucking him off before going in for the metaphorical kill. Or even worse: a lead-up to getting his dick bitten off??
Minato swallows and backs into the wall a little more. ]
No, I -- It's fine. I don't want anything.
[ He's seen the damage those teeth can do first-hand, okay? ]
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Oh right, he hadn't had his powers. Kazuya just frowns as this guy tries to flatten himself against, and seemingly try to disappear into the wall. Someone's nervous!
Considering what he did to the others arm, he can see why. ]
... You know I'm not going to bite your dick off, right? I have zero interest in eating you in general, quite frankly. But if you don't want that, pick something else. I can give you a hand-job or ride you or whatever.
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"at least he'll probably get a card out of it" unless.......?
minato is the one making this bad and that is SO FUNNY to me
PLEASE HE'LL MAKE IT UP I SWEAR
hmmm [x] doubt
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