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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
MEET THE TEAM
♦ 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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[ John had gotten robes as well, though his were golden and hooded and came with a mask that he's since put away. While they are familiar, they are certainly not comfortable, so he's pushed the hood down and made sure to pull his hair out from the back of it, be as human as possible here since that's what the sim is looking for.
When he's approached by the other man, he's a little surprised: not unhappy about it, but it's still a very new thing to have people see him, interact with him, know that he's there.
...at least when they aren't some kind of malevolent entity, anyway.
Thus- ]
Probably. I've never done anything like this before.
[ Robes and cloaks and hoods are at least somewhat familiar to him considering there are those running around in hotpants, and likely why he finds himself gravitating to those dressed in such a way.
Proper etiquette precedes all, so once he's stood in front of the other man with a respectable amount of space between them, he brings both hands forward to claps together in front of him as he offers a bow, that straitlaced expression never once leaving his face.]
This one in Lan Wangji.
[ And now with the introduction out of the way: ]
I also, have not experienced this before. The illusion we are currently trapped in. The 'games' we are to play. I am not certain, how to proceed.
[ So... 'this one' would be him. Right. Hmmm. That has him offering a short, more 'courtly' bow in return. It's smoother and more practiced than even he expected. It's not as if a King bowed often. ]
My name is John Doe. But you can call me John.
[ He gives a cursory glance around. ]
I think we're supposed to work together to survive on this island, i-in the illusion. So I suppose we'd start the way we would start if this was real. What first, do you think?
It is good to meet you, John. My family name is 'Lan', courtesy name "Wangji". You may address me however you wish.
[ There certainly is a mixture of cultures in this world, even down to things such as naming conventions and how to address one another. It doesn't really matter ho him either way, so he'll answer to whatever combination people prefer.
The other man seems to have the right idea about their situation though, and he takes a moment to also scan their surroundings before responding. If they must act as though this is real, then he will give it its due seriousness then. ]
Search for an exit, first. But as we entered willingly, it is unlikely to be that simple. Therefore, we should gather supplies necessary for survival. Food, fire, shelter. Defenses, if necessary.
[ Hmm.. off in the distance, further up the beach there seems to be some little beach huts. Perhaps they are inhabited? Or if not, that's their 'shelter' covered at the very least! He points towards them. ]
[ 'Courtesy name'. Well, that probably means that the courtesy would say to call him Wangji. As far as he's concerned, 'John' is his courtesy name. Of all the names he's got, it's the only one he wants used.
Except, perhaps, 'friend'. That one... that one he could do to hear again. ]
Right. Survival. [ He knows the basics on that. He knows what Arthur had needed at various points, what they'd lacked in the prison pits. Hmm.
He gets distracted when Wangji points to the houses, nodding.]
Yes. I don't see anyone within the huts there; we should walk over and make sure, though. Having one thing checked off our list would be helpful, no?
[ Time for a walk, it sounds like. He falls in step beside John, keeping the same pace and mostly looking ahead at their destination, though he does spare a glance sidewards towards the other man now and then, just trying to get a feel for him as they continue their beachside walk. ]
Have you been in this world long? The world outside— not this illusion.
No. I only just arrived. I'm still getting used to... everything.
[ There's something to the way he says that last word; it's more than just the environment or the requirements here. It's the fact that he has a body here, the fact that Arthur is nowhere to be found, even though he can feel him. It's the fact that he's not sure where he is, or how any of this is possible.
He's been transported to and from the Dreamlands, from New York City to 13th Century England in an alternative timeline. He's been to the Dark World. Twice. But this doesn't fit with anything he knows. And 'not knowing' feels like a pretty big fucking problem.
[ Everything sounds like a good way to categorize this mess, and Lan Wangji can sympathize. ]
I also arrived recently. I too, am attempting to get used to... everything.
[ It isn't just the simulations or the other games they are to play, or the training camp which was oddly enough more like home than anything else. It is the mix of people who look nothing like those he has ever met before, the weird clothes and mannerisms, and a level of technology that is almost overwhelming when you come from a place that still uses oil or paper lanterns and travels distances via horseback. ]
I did not understand the description given by the promoter for this 'game'. She likened it to a "video game", something that does not exist in my home. But completing it is a requirement for the reward.
[ And what is the reward? A collection of points, which you can eventually trade in for items once you have enough, and surely that will be useful. ]
I've never heard of anything like that either. [ That's true of a lot of things, but definitely video games. ] But the points sounded like they'd be helpful, so I figured I'd try it.
[ He considers the situation they're both in as he looks around the very real-feeling island. ]
To me, it seems very much like I imagine a dream would be like. I've never had one, but I've heard them described like this: a separate existence that works on strange rules that seem to make sense at the time.
[ How curious. There are instances of people not recalling them of course, and it isn't as though Lan Wangji remembers every dream he has ever had, but this man seems sincere in his words which means that as far as he knows, he truly has not dreamt at all.. ]
Some are based on memory, while others exist with strangers and unknown lands, such as this. Some make sense, while others do not.
Dreams can be joyful, yet they may also bring pain. [ Which will this be for them?]
[ Which he knows is not something common to most people, but he can't be anything but what he is. He's not sure how to explain what he is to someone else, any more than he could actually define it properly. ]
I have traveled in the Dreamlands. [ 'Once ruled there', he does not say, because that was not him but what he was, the King in Yellow. And he is now something incompatible with that being. ] But I have never been there in sleep.
What you describe, however, sounds much like the dreams my partner had.
[ Alright, that's new. Now he is properly looking over the stranger, as if searching for a sign of something— he is not sure what. Cultivators train in surviving without eating or sleeping, can go for longer periods as they become stronger and more proficient, but he has never heard of someone who had to only sleep once. Not a human, anyway. ]
You are able to traverse the dreams of others? [ At least that's what it sounds like to Lan Wangji. What would that make him, then? A spirit? Deity? He isn't going to ask, but maybe with a few questions, he can find out. ]
This illusion is allowing us to consciously decide which actions to take, but a dream rarely allows such leniency.
[ How best to explain it to someone who has not ever been part of one? ]
We merely follow its flow as it conjures up images of the mind, or the heart. Experiences, wishes, hurts.
[ The tone doesn't sound like he's shutting down discussion or trying to keep anything from Lan Wangji. Just definitive. But the second question makes him nod a little more slowly. ]
Something like that. [ The Dreamlands is complicated. And John's memories are also complicated. He knows the King in Yellow walk in the dreams of others, but he is not the King in Yellow, not any longer. And he hasn't been in a place with access to the Dreamlands while not contained within Arthur. Probably?
But he nods along to what Lan Wangji is saying.]
Yes. That sounds a lot like how Arthur described it. [ A short pause. ] Arthur is my partner. He's... not here.
In the 'simulation' or in this place.
[ Back to business. ]
There seem to be some huts that don't have anyone within them, at the very least. Perhaps we should go inside one and decide what our next steps should be.
My condolences. I know what it is to be present without your partner.
[ The world 'partner' is a little vague, after all it could be in a professional or romantic sense, but he will not inquire. After all, such things do not need such definition, do they? A partner is partner, together through thick and thin. ]
Mine is present in this world, though I have known what it is to live without his [ how to word it.. ] support. Companionship.
[ At least they are closer to the huts now, and with no signs of life outside he will lead them up some little wooden steps to tap on the door of one. Hmm, no answer. Time to peek inside... ]
[ Arthur is his other half, entwined with his being in a way that he couldn't explain otherwise if you offered him payment for it. He has walked into the lion's den to save Arthur's life, a small and limited mortal life, and suffered through the end of all worlds and it is his memories of Arthur that kept his mind intact even if he faltered in his resolve. It's not a mistake he ever means to make again.
For Arthur and for himself. ]
Thank you.
[ For the condolences. It's clear he takes them seriously, appreciates them more than he can say. When Wangji continues, he perks up, delighted to hear of someone else's partner.]
I'm glad he's here as well. That you get to be with him.
[ He means every word with a genuineness that might seem a little surprising, given they've just met. But John feels things intensely and he doesn't have the trappings of society or human culture to tell him to dampen those feelings for politeness.
But they have huts to examine, so John peeks in, out of habit- ]
Within appears to be lightly furnished, a few seats and a simple table of sorts. There don't seem to be any resources in particular to be found at first glance, though it's possible there might be something behind or within any of the furniture, but I doubt it.
[ A pause before- ]
...sorry. Arthur is blind. I'm... used to describing what we find for him.
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III. Hearts Game
When he's approached by the other man, he's a little surprised: not unhappy about it, but it's still a very new thing to have people see him, interact with him, know that he's there.
...at least when they aren't some kind of malevolent entity, anyway.
Thus- ]
Probably. I've never done anything like this before.
[ In so many ways. ]
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Proper etiquette precedes all, so once he's stood in front of the other man with a respectable amount of space between them, he brings both hands forward to claps together in front of him as he offers a bow, that straitlaced expression never once leaving his face.]
This one in Lan Wangji.
[ And now with the introduction out of the way: ]
I also, have not experienced this before. The illusion we are currently trapped in. The 'games' we are to play. I am not certain, how to proceed.
no subject
My name is John Doe. But you can call me John.
[ He gives a cursory glance around. ]
I think we're supposed to work together to survive on this island, i-in the illusion. So I suppose we'd start the way we would start if this was real. What first, do you think?
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[ There certainly is a mixture of cultures in this world, even down to things such as naming conventions and how to address one another. It doesn't really matter ho him either way, so he'll answer to whatever combination people prefer.
The other man seems to have the right idea about their situation though, and he takes a moment to also scan their surroundings before responding. If they must act as though this is real, then he will give it its due seriousness then. ]
Search for an exit, first. But as we entered willingly, it is unlikely to be that simple. Therefore, we should gather supplies necessary for survival. Food, fire, shelter. Defenses, if necessary.
[ Hmm.. off in the distance, further up the beach there seems to be some little beach huts. Perhaps they are inhabited? Or if not, that's their 'shelter' covered at the very least! He points towards them. ]
There are houses?
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Except, perhaps, 'friend'. That one... that one he could do to hear again. ]
Right. Survival. [ He knows the basics on that. He knows what Arthur had needed at various points, what they'd lacked in the prison pits. Hmm.
He gets distracted when Wangji points to the houses, nodding.]
Yes. I don't see anyone within the huts there; we should walk over and make sure, though. Having one thing checked off our list would be helpful, no?
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[ Time for a walk, it sounds like. He falls in step beside John, keeping the same pace and mostly looking ahead at their destination, though he does spare a glance sidewards towards the other man now and then, just trying to get a feel for him as they continue their beachside walk. ]
Have you been in this world long? The world outside— not this illusion.
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No. I only just arrived. I'm still getting used to... everything.
[ There's something to the way he says that last word; it's more than just the environment or the requirements here. It's the fact that he has a body here, the fact that Arthur is nowhere to be found, even though he can feel him. It's the fact that he's not sure where he is, or how any of this is possible.
He's been transported to and from the Dreamlands, from New York City to 13th Century England in an alternative timeline. He's been to the Dark World. Twice. But this doesn't fit with anything he knows. And 'not knowing' feels like a pretty big fucking problem.
All the same- ]
What about you? Are you... new as well?
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I also arrived recently. I too, am attempting to get used to... everything.
[ It isn't just the simulations or the other games they are to play, or the training camp which was oddly enough more like home than anything else. It is the mix of people who look nothing like those he has ever met before, the weird clothes and mannerisms, and a level of technology that is almost overwhelming when you come from a place that still uses oil or paper lanterns and travels distances via horseback. ]
I did not understand the description given by the promoter for this 'game'. She likened it to a "video game", something that does not exist in my home. But completing it is a requirement for the reward.
[ And what is the reward? A collection of points, which you can eventually trade in for items once you have enough, and surely that will be useful. ]
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[ He considers the situation they're both in as he looks around the very real-feeling island. ]
To me, it seems very much like I imagine a dream would be like. I've never had one, but I've heard them described like this: a separate existence that works on strange rules that seem to make sense at the time.
no subject
[ How curious. There are instances of people not recalling them of course, and it isn't as though Lan Wangji remembers every dream he has ever had, but this man seems sincere in his words which means that as far as he knows, he truly has not dreamt at all.. ]
Some are based on memory, while others exist with strangers and unknown lands, such as this. Some make sense, while others do not.
Dreams can be joyful, yet they may also bring pain. [ Which will this be for them?]
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[ Which he knows is not something common to most people, but he can't be anything but what he is. He's not sure how to explain what he is to someone else, any more than he could actually define it properly. ]
I have traveled in the Dreamlands. [ 'Once ruled there', he does not say, because that was not him but what he was, the King in Yellow. And he is now something incompatible with that being. ] But I have never been there in sleep.
What you describe, however, sounds much like the dreams my partner had.
no subject
[ Alright, that's new. Now he is properly looking over the stranger, as if searching for a sign of something— he is not sure what. Cultivators train in surviving without eating or sleeping, can go for longer periods as they become stronger and more proficient, but he has never heard of someone who had to only sleep once. Not a human, anyway. ]
You are able to traverse the dreams of others? [ At least that's what it sounds like to Lan Wangji. What would that make him, then? A spirit? Deity? He isn't going to ask, but maybe with a few questions, he can find out. ]
This illusion is allowing us to consciously decide which actions to take, but a dream rarely allows such leniency.
[ How best to explain it to someone who has not ever been part of one? ]
We merely follow its flow as it conjures up images of the mind, or the heart. Experiences, wishes, hurts.
no subject
[ The tone doesn't sound like he's shutting down discussion or trying to keep anything from Lan Wangji. Just definitive. But the second question makes him nod a little more slowly. ]
Something like that. [ The Dreamlands is complicated. And John's memories are also complicated. He knows the King in Yellow walk in the dreams of others, but he is not the King in Yellow, not any longer. And he hasn't been in a place with access to the Dreamlands while not contained within Arthur. Probably?
But he nods along to what Lan Wangji is saying.]
Yes. That sounds a lot like how Arthur described it. [ A short pause. ] Arthur is my partner. He's... not here.
In the 'simulation' or in this place.
[ Back to business. ]
There seem to be some huts that don't have anyone within them, at the very least. Perhaps we should go inside one and decide what our next steps should be.
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[ The world 'partner' is a little vague, after all it could be in a professional or romantic sense, but he will not inquire. After all, such things do not need such definition, do they? A partner is partner, together through thick and thin. ]
Mine is present in this world, though I have known what it is to live without his [ how to word it.. ] support. Companionship.
[ At least they are closer to the huts now, and with no signs of life outside he will lead them up some little wooden steps to tap on the door of one. Hmm, no answer. Time to peek inside... ]
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For Arthur and for himself. ]
Thank you.
[ For the condolences. It's clear he takes them seriously, appreciates them more than he can say. When Wangji continues, he perks up, delighted to hear of someone else's partner.]
I'm glad he's here as well. That you get to be with him.
[ He means every word with a genuineness that might seem a little surprising, given they've just met. But John feels things intensely and he doesn't have the trappings of society or human culture to tell him to dampen those feelings for politeness.
But they have huts to examine, so John peeks in, out of habit- ]
Within appears to be lightly furnished, a few seats and a simple table of sorts. There don't seem to be any resources in particular to be found at first glance, though it's possible there might be something behind or within any of the furniture, but I doubt it.
[ A pause before- ]
...sorry. Arthur is blind. I'm... used to describing what we find for him.