【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[ He almost doesn't process that remark, distracted as he is, but - rude? ]
-cut out for us? My look is already pretty good. Isn't it???
[ He's got this cool iron crown, a matching broad-collar necklace, a cape, and... not a whole lot else, predictably, just a drafty loincloth, all in predictable blacks and reds. And he does have the build for it, but his hair and above all his open, anything-but-piercing expression really let it all down. Just too bright to be a dark anything. ]
If your look was good enough, you wouldn't be sitting in my chair right now. [Is her dry and distracted response, glancing down and wrinkling her nose as his extensively vital physique. No "Dark Lord" should be so muscular in her opinion, he just looks like a Kellid. Very well, she supposes, the lich look won't work.]
Hmmm, they probably won't put more clothes on you so... Let's try this
[She swirls her fingers through a series of illusion cantrips, first his hair turned from a light green to a dark puce. His eyes she replaces with black pits, and his skin she shrivels until it presses against the bone, then she lights the whole image up from inside his skull with a green flame. Creating the illusion that his head is simply a flaming horned skull.]
[For the most part Vanitas has been being working behind the scenes for as many films as he can find work with. Occasionally to try on costumes, or help people out of them, but he does see a script that he can tolerate. Something that reminds him of home, of Noé. Thankfully the poor bastard isn't here to suffer through these awkward interactions.
While he didn't appreciate the cliche dynamic of submissive virginal human who succumbs to the will of a handsome vampire, he'd accepted the role anyway. Money is money, after all. His make up is minimal, and his hair falls loose behind his shoulders. Vanitas has a similar style of costume to his co-star but the long frilly sleeves and modest collar of his blouse left every bit of easily bitable skin to the imagination.]
They did a good job with you. [Vanitas eyes the stranger up and down, even letting out a laugh at just how much of a dip there was in that pitiful excuse for a shirt. His eyes linger on those ears a bit too long, not sure how make up managed to make them look quite so convincing. Without hesitation he reaches up to touch what he assumes is prosthetic, and tugs on the man's ear. So convincing! So lifelike and real!]
Not to worry. I've been told my blood tastes good.
[One could swear they hear the jaws theme in the distance when he approaches, idly circling him. He pockets his hands, raising an eyebrow as he completely fails at hiding his amusement.]
You love to yap, huh? Gentleman shouldn't complain so much, don't ya think?
[That's what he got out of all that, and he gives a scoffing laugh.]
But if yer that put off. . .you reeeally wanna get rid of it? Cuz I've got a pretty easy solution.
[Vanitas comes for the paycheck and stays because he can see the look of concern in the other actor's eyes. Either he wasn't expecting his physical form to change, or he was concerned that his costar would change their mind about this job once they saw the size of him. And since it looks like this entire production has been off-script most of the time, said actor doesn't seem to feel bad shrugging and exiting the room, leaving Vanitas (an extra in the cast) alone with the so called Dark Lord. Who wrote this script anyway?
While he absolutely does not identify as a size queen, he is secretly a charitable person on the inside. His RBF, icy judgmental gaze, and standoffish attitude are all a strategic act put on to conceal this true nature. Even more necessary here than where he used to call home.
There's staff on standby, he's sure, but they're not anywhere visible when Vanitas approaches. His hair is long and inky black, a couple of braids at the sides with strangely convincing elf ears courtesy of the make up team. Vanitas approaches confidently, going entirely off-script, but if they wanted their money shot, this is how it's going to have to go.]
I'm certain there's no one here foolish enough to challenge you, Dark Lord. [His voice is overly saccharine, laying it on thick so he can get in close, his eyes noting the size of Certain Parts of the other man. And then, in a lower voice once he's close enough:] I'm a doctor. I think I can help.
[This is so very stupid. Why would he decide to act in any of these idiotic films? Right, the money. Vanitas inhales deeply but the scowl on his face doesn't go away whenever it's his turn for make up. Working behind the scenes was far less embarrassing than this, but it's too late to quit now. The only thing that makes hims accept his fate in that make up chair is the fact that he's either going to have a minor role in a big film or be in something so low budget that it'll likely never see the light of day.]
What is there to smile about?
[Vanitas' scowl deepens, but he does tilt his head back a little bit so that the guy can apply his make up. Why exactly he's so excited to do so is beyond him.]
[Like someone really getting into the hang of this acting stuff, he's looking at lines before its his turn in the make up chair. He sets the script down, crosses his legs and lets her pull him to look up by the chin.]
Some kind of elf.
[He doesn't say more than that because the script of the film is so nonsensical that he hardly knows what's going on in the plot despite having read the entirety of it at least twice. Whoever wrote the damn thing might have fallen asleep midway through and just kept typing.]
For costume? I don't think they care. As long as there's skin showing.. [Vanitas shrugs, looking at the girl then doing a bit of a double take.] You seem a little young to be doing work like this.
[The irony of that statement startles a laugh out of Aurelia, nearly a cough for out of practice she is with the sound. She’s well aware she looks as much like a vampire as one can without actually being undead. ]
Well, perhaps they simple wish for me to wear makeup, as It would be inappropriate for my character to go without. Choose whatever catches your eye.
[If the director has a vision for “evil bondage witch”, he should have given her better direction. ]
Send me pictures in your manic pixie dream girl costume. I'm currently dressed as a school teacher while some guy is highlighting and contouring my head with powder.
I don't actually know what any of that means. Help.
[ as more of zagreus' skin is exposed, kinich will undoubtedly find scarring, though most of it seems minor. it's a little at odds with his physique — broad shouldered, defined muscles throughout that suggests either a lifetime of combat or intense training, or both. aside from the scars, zagreus is free of blemishes, his skin relatively smooth. perks of being a demi-god. ]
You could say that. [ there's some amusement in his tone. ] I've the impression that I'm likely one of the rare few. Many others seem to know what they're doing, such as yourself.
[ maybe he'll just stick to buttons only. ]
I'm Zagreus, by the way. Thank you again, for helping me.
( he does a double take, and she stills for a beat with a slight squint like she's trying to decide on something,
then ultimately lets it go with a huff. )
Makeup work? Or do you mean..
( a vague gesture to the door and beyond. y'know. the acting and such.
either way, she's already turned her heel to grab a primer, testing viscosity with a bit on her finger before she swipes up a new sponge and a headband to hand off the latter instead of trying to put that on him herself. she can chat and keep busy. )
I wouldn't call it ideal? I'm better used as security. ( which reminds her of their burly owl companions, which in turn she makes a bit of a face about. why are they like that anyway?? ) But comparatively it's not the worst.
( which works for any interpretation of his question. )
[Natori gets his face manhandled by professional makeup artists on the regular, so absolutely none of her behavior (confident, bossy, hyperfocused on the visibility or lack thereof of his pores) strikes him as unusual or alarming. He closes his eyes as she turns his face to either side with the energy of someone who knows he's eventually going to get prodded into showing the state of his eyelashes, eyelids, or the huge bags under his eyes (his most annoying feature on his otherwise gorgeous face, he's regularly told) so he might as well get it out of the way.]
'Hot pizza boy.'
[His 'script' is sitting open in his lap in case he feels the need to review it, but it's two lines long and just says "HOT PIZZA BOY: Did someone order a pizza?", then a large amount of white space, and then "HOT PIZZA BOY: Well that was fun." He wishes he could say this is the stupidest script he's ever seen, but at least it's straightforward.]
Do you want to know a secret? I've never actually ordered a pizza, so I don't know much about what I'm supposed to wear.
( excuse her for a moment while she looks flabbergasted. her eyes flit down to the script for a split second as if it has any way of revealing to her what she's meant to do with that, but that's a her problem for seeking wisdom in any of the writing to begin with.
like, hey first of all: what. secondly: were they even trying???? )
What a lazy script.
( but she's not about to fix it for them. she wouldn't even know where to start. she knows what to do with his face at least, and it starts with an insistent jab of her index finger against his forehead.
yes, a lecture, the primer of choice these days. )
On the other hand, you need to be getting more sleep. ( tsk, tsk. coming from a notorious workaholic, that's pretty bad. he probably knows this already, she realizes, but this will not stop her regardless. ) The rest of your complexion is going to go right out the window if you don't take better care of yourself!
( boy she sure does keep going.. )
Do you need a nap or something first?
( she'll circle back to the costuming and lack of even an adjacent experience with delivery someday, probably, )
[ to put a face to a name, as it were, though he'd already seen caleb's face in pictures.. nevermind. it still stands. at any rate - ]
Most of it was good reading. A few were.. less so.
[ but dan heng is paying more attention now to caleb's hands on him, carefully undoing the lacings of his top until the upper part falls away. he feels warm all over, goosebumps rising along his forearms, and as caleb reveals more skin he will find patches of smooth scales, iridescent teal in the warm light. caught up as he is in the moment, dan heng needs a moment to respond to his question. ]
Oh - ah, let me see.. [ he says, and begins to tug at the lacy garment, finding that it.. still refuses to give way, clinging to his body stubbornly. dan heng casts a rueful smile over his shoulder. ] .. yes, please.
Hahaha, right? [To all of that, really. He probably shouldn't be shittalking the production he's been cast in, but on the other hand they probably shouldn't have kidnapped a bunch of people into an ayakashi dimension to make them film lazy pornos, so.] But don't worry, I'll do my best to make the character come ali-- ow.
[Straight to the forehead, huh. That at least prods him into opening his eyes again. And into letting a little of the sarcasm leak out as he raises an eyebrow and says, in a very 'yes, mom' tone of voice:] So I've heard.
[He normally uses a flippant excuse: oh, I'm just a simple country boy and the lights of the big city kept me up, and everyone would know he was bullshitting, but they'd assume he was out partying and leave it at that. But again: their circumstances are a little unusual here, so.]
Well, it's not every day I wake up in a magic kidnapping hotel, now is it? I don't do well sleeping in an unfamiliar location. [that's also a big ol' lie because he can and will fall asleep anywhere, including in this makeup chair if given a chance, but whatever.] It's kind of you to offer, but we might as well get this over with.
[The dress is a little more revealing than Rude had anticipated, but Reno pulls it off well so he doesn't complain if there are a few extra eyes looking at his lover and the parts of his body tastefully exposed for the evening.
Once they're situated to view the films, he notices that the people around them are all either paying close attention to the movies or to each other. Which means there's certainly enough privacy here to let his hand wander further up between Reno's thighs, fingertips feeling over the fabric of his underwear curiously.]
Sit on my lap. [Rude suggests, patting his thigh with his other hand. It's still strange to him that the two of them aren't sick of each other after all the bad pornos they've filmed together leading up to this, but Rude is still very interested in finding new ways to end up between his lover's legs.]
[ Makoto was about to step into one of the changing rooms, relieved to finally be done so she can get rid of this absurd Dragon Lord costume, when the door to an adjacent room swings open. She didn't recognize the woman on the other side, but she can't help but feel a little envious at first glance. Her dress might be a bit sheer for comfort, but she looks absolutely stunning wearing it ... and certainly a lot more dignified than Makoto feels in her prosthetic, horned headdress and applied scales that cover less than some swimsuits - something that makes Makoto hug her borrowed jacket a little tighter around herself. ]
Oh ... uh, certainly.
[ It's a bit of an intimate situation to enter into with a complette stranger, but she doesn't want to leave her stuck in her costume ... she'd definitely be grateful for the help if their positions were reversed. ]
Either, I suppose. You do know the nature of what they're filming here, don't you?
[Though, maybe the make up part of it is harmless right now, he suspects it's a something like a gateway drug to getting her to be exactly in the spot Vanitas is in sooner or later. And there's two years between them, if that, so he doesn't have a whole lot of room to judge.
He doesn't know what she's doing with all those lotions and sponges she has to tap against his skin, but she looks confident enough that he doesn't see need to doubt her abilities. Instead closes his eyes a moment while she does her thing.]
Security, hm? What did you do before coming here? [Vanitas means here in a general sense, always a little curious about the other worlds that the people around here came from.]
( she's not exactly as good at picking out lies as some of her other colleagues can to begin with, and it's not unreasonable to feel uncomfortable with their current arrangements with said hotel and staff. in fact, that's probably the more sane reaction to the whole thing.
at least she relents with the jabbing, opting to move on to rifle through the counter for cotton pads and micellar water instead after one last firm look like she's telling him he should try harder anyway despite the look he's giving her. if it's a safety thing and not a comfort thing, to get tired would only dull the senses after all.
but anyyywayyyy, blowing past that social cue aside, )
I've never ordered pizza either, but I've seen them around the city. ( he's also getting tossed a regular water bottle. if he won't sleep then she'll at least settle for hydrated! ) Have you just never ordered any food deliveries in general or something? I can probably help look for something that'll work after this.
[ She smiles at him when he tells her that he doesn't like it, that he's learned some of what he needs to know but not everything, and she feels her heart go out to him ever more; she remembers what it was like, being newly arrived here, knowing almost nothing and having to rely only on what friends and strangers alike told her. It's a relief knowing that he's found Reno already. (That said, it's news to her, though not entirely surprising, that the two of them seem to know each other.)
It's more of a relief that he's found her. Once she's out of these bonds, she can help him, and...
Right. The bonds. The director gets between them just as Zack's bare hands land on her cheeks, insisting that the SOLDIER go back to his starting position so that they can restart the scene, making it very clear that they don't have all day and he's not impressed by the interruptions thus far. And Aerith apologizes, explains that Zack is new to the resort, but that she's taken care of it now and it won't happen again—
The scene is reset. Aerith settles back on the altar, her struggles minimal, guarded by two oversized, automated suits of armor, her eyes trained on the door. ]
Oh, [ she calls, Zack's cue to enter the scene, ] won't someone please come and rescue me—
[ And once again, he all but flies in, decimating first one suit of armor and then the other, and this time she doesn't interrupt, simply lies there and watches him do his work, waiting for him to come to her. Once he's close enough, the focus will be on their actions and not their words; as long as it looks like the sweet nothings that the movie's theme would expect, they should be able to whisper to one another, right? ]
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