【 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
▶ 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 May event. Since April's event was a bit serious, we're leaning in the opposite direction and going full camp for this meme.
▶ 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 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.
[He's found it easy to switch between these roles, something mercurial in their nature that allows an intentional slip of concentration — and when paired with the change in costume, well, it seems to complete the transformation completely. He has played a few different key parts across the resort so far, the novelty of such films brought by the sheer impracticality of their design and plot.
This one, at least, reminds him of a feature he'd discovered recently in the country of Fontaine. Trains aren't something that have proliferated across Teyvat in general, but he's familiar enough with certain technological advances through his travels that he knows what it is. Or what it's supposed to be, taken apart for a film set. He puts on the uniform they've asked him to, and as soon as he navigates through the crowd, he understands why — the sight of long ginger hair is like a beacon in the dark. He recognizes her instantly, and it appears they're wearing matching school uniforms.
Childe shifts over to her, using his height to an advantage as he braces his arm above her head on the closed train door. He doesn't touch her anywhere else yet, lowering only to whisper close to an ear.]
You aren't falling asleep, are you? Have you been waiting here for a while?
[ He is just. So used to being liked, surrounded by whatever mixture of true friends and sycophants, that attracting even this rather mild sarcasm and distaste from her feels like an attack. Especially when she looks like nothing more than a dainty-looking servant.
Which you'd think he'd be used to. Syalis is the same size, and supposedly his prisoner... and also prone to just verbally tearing him in half on occasion, but for some reason that feels different.
His consternation fades to the background when she works her magic, though. It's a little distressing watching his own flesh wither to parchment, but he is familiar with similar magic. And the new look is so fearsome he almost shrinks from his own reflection. ]
Wow- that looks great! But, uh, is this what you're into?
[ It certainly suits the title, but like everything else he's supposed to be a sexy dark lord, isn't he? Is this the face people dream of? ]
[ the script for this scenario had been straightforward. an office worker with a missed deadline, a displeased boss who takes it out on him—it's not any setup with which blade has direct experience, but he thinks he'll be able to figure it out. he's no method actor, that much is for sure, but the lines he was meant to memorize were straightforward enough, as were the blocking instructions, and if nothing else blade feels confident in being able to get through it.
the way he tugs at his tie as he waits for the director to call for action is real, though, not part of the scene. ties, as it turns out, are more uncomfortable than he'd given them credit for.
"action!" the director calls, and blade knocks lightly on the "office" door before pushing it open slowly, as if hoping no one will be sitting behind it. but of course, the luck of a mere office worker can't possibly be that good (so said the script, anyway), and so blade freezes as soon as he has the door open enough to see rin sitting at the desk. ]
...Director, [ he says slowly, trying for hesitant/anxious, although blade isn't used to emoting with his voice so who knows how successful he'll be. ] I didn't think you'd be here so late.
[ The coat's a little big on her, but maybe that's for the best. At least it helps cover what's up top while keeping her from getting too chilly. Perhaps the current conversation offers a decent enough distraction from her current circumstances too.
Minato goes silent as he deliberates on the question. It's a "yes" and a "no," but perhaps he should first offer what information he knew was certain. ]
There are people here who knew each other from their home worlds. But their memories are a little different, like they've been pulled from different points in time.
[ It was one of the first things that'd come up in discussion with Kotone, Yu, and Akira. While he and Kotone didn't have much for a frame of reference, Yu found some of his memories clashed with his teammates, and Akira mentioned the Phantom Thieves seemed to recall different points in time as well.
Minato wanders back to his temporary bed to sit on the side of the mattress. ]
Those that got here first -- the ones who came later didn't realize they'd landed here. ...I don't know what happens if people are able to return though. Sorry.
[ ... ]
Maybe someone you know is already here.
[ Someone who'd been here for awhile, someone whom she'd never even realized had landed at the Golden Peacock. ]
hero, really!? hey i'll gladly play for you anytime you wanna sing it especially if you've been wanting to that badly!
[ all this time he'd thought his interests were worth little more than any other sweet distraction he could cling to, both here and back home, but if one song can make someone this happy...
as for him, he can count the times he's been so simply happy about anything. ]
thanks, i'm on my way huh elevators here can do that? move around?
[ that is... exactly the kind of bizarre thing yosuke has come to expect from this place. still, he's grateful for the heads up. even if the knowledge is not at all comforting, considering he's sending off replies while killing time... in an elevator... ]
but that's cool the long hallway, i mean i'm used to running down long hallways!
[ way, way too used to it... so, despite the walk, he has no problems finding her suite once he's on the right floor. though, now that he's here, he does feel nervous. not unpleasantly so, for once. this is just... pure, good excitement. ]
okay that hallway was really long but i found it, i'm here!
“Wait.” Uta starts once Shanks gets out his explanation. “A sex hotel?” She sounds skeptical, her eyes widening with shock.
How— why—she pinches the bridge of her nose as she tries to think at what she’s experienced so far. Waking up without her clothes, without Gordon near by was a bit of a shock, and yes she’s questioned how she arrived here but her excitement over being somewhere new overrode her common sense a little bit. She chews on her lip I thought. She’s never had sex before, never experienced a relationship even friendship prior to her arrival.
“So it’s a requirement?” She draws her legs up onto the chair, her knees to her chest as she wraps her arms around them. “To do… that?”
Which means everyone here was participating in the act.
Oh, have you heard about the filming sets? We may need to be careful that we don't run into anything like that. Well, unless you wouldn't be opposed to playing a role.
Practical but functionally useless? Now, I wonder why he'd do that, if your survival was at stake. When there isn't much to go around, it is important to be frugal — but not to one's own detriment.
Then again, I can't say I have any experience with what it's like to be a priest.
While I understand the benefit to being humble, as there is always something new to learn — I promise that I am confident in my abilities. There has just been little opportunity to use them in this place, you know? Which is a shame, in my opinion.
I suppose I could tell you of my accomplishments, but I'm afraid they are specific to my own world, so they may not mean much to you.
[There's a commotion going on over here. That draws Childe's attention first, veering toward the trailer in question — and the large, muscular owl-headed man standing off of the path, concealing the younger individual behind him until Childe gets closer. He hears their discussion first, so when that attention turns to him, he isn't entirely taken by surprise. But he does lift up his hands in a placating, deferent gesture.]
Hold on, I don't mean any harm.
[Then again, he wouldn't be opposed to a fight... which is probably why he isn't trying very hard to seem unthreatening. He steps closer, glancing toward the 'star' wrapped in that green-velvet robe.]
I heard some yelling over here as I was on my way toward the shopping center and thought I would investigate. [Addressing Kinich:] Is this your bodyguard?
[ Minato has an affinity for those who weren't typically approached by the usual person. Despite having a quieter disposition, he has no reservations about striking up conversation with a stranger. ]
It was --
[ There are a couple of ways he could respond to that question. Minato chooses the answer that he thinks is least likely to alarm someone, even if that person had a fairly high tolerance for what was or wasn't out of the ordinary. After all, that very term is a subjective one. A person's norm could be another's abnormal, and the same was true for the other way around. ]
...I didn't live in a place like this. But they existed elsewhere.
[ Arisato Minato, after all, was a city boy. ]
It was a city, not a forest...
[ A little greenery here and there, but it was mostly building after building. ]
[ Whoever found Rin is probably also getting a raise. She brings the energy right up in what might otherwise be a dull and underacted scene; even the hamminess, which might otherwise be too much, balances out Tomura's monotonous and deadpan "acting." Keen observers, however, might notice a subtle shift in him when Tohsaka announces herself: a glimmer of recognition, before he tilts his head and beholds her entrance with a considering look.
The microphone might catch a small exhaled breath, and the camera a slight upward tug of his lips. That isn't something he would've expected to see her wear ever—obviously not an outfit she picked out on her own. He eventually turns his head back, mostly out of necessity, as she presses in and drapes herself over him, mostly succeeding in bonking both of their headphones together. The attached mic picks up a loud clacking and static as the headsets get knocked askew. ]
Thanks, Kitten.
[ He defaults back to the version of the given name he thinks he can pronounce. While the thanks may be sarcastic—as he tries to readjust his headphones—he continues to wear a slight smirk, which still isn't acting, but he might be marginally enjoyable to watch now? ]
Are you supposed to be a gyaru or something?
[ That's not a line, and it totally breaks immersion, but whatever. As if that's his problem. ]
[ honestly, it's a porno, how much does the script really matter? dan heng is just being finicky because leaning on the script makes this feel a little more comfortable for him.
but in the end, they're here for one thing.
and that one thing is written right here, in the way that reno looks at him, the way his legs flash with every step forward. dan heng's gaze falls, appreciating the shape of him, before flicking back upward again to meet his eyes, watching him through the fringe of his lashes. ]
Yes. For now. [ he murmurs, then leans his weight back on both of his hands, head tilting. ] Does it please you to please me?
[A busy week is all the better when rewarded by momentary respite, in this case through the relaxation of comfortable theater seats and a... gift bag with questionable items inside.
Childe has already emptied his into his lap, picking merrily through the assortment of snacks, until he lands last on — some sort of soft, malleable handheld device with an opening on one end. It takes him a moment to understand the purpose, and then he sort of laughs, disbelieving. An elbow nudges his half-asleep partner in the seat beside him.]
[ The struggle is just going to have to be the selling point for the scene. Not that the difficulty of properly stimulating him is quite so great as it seems; even Vanitas' first, assaying touches are enough to send a decidedly out-of-character shiver through Twilight. He's been trying to prepare himself for this moment mentally, but with his inexperience there just isn't much to be done, and he stands stiff as his only alternative to... whatever his emotions are vying for, 'lean closer' and 'back away' are both in solid contention.
Belatedly, he realizes he's letting his co-star do all the touching AND deliver all the lines and grasps for a response. When Vanitas pushes at him he turns towards the throne with a sweep of his cape, making the action look slightly more like it was at the Dark Lord's initiative. ]
So weak. [ He's not actually blaming Vanitas for not trying to take him, really. He's just trying to stay in character! ] Do you at least have the skills to make up for your frailty, aspirant?
[ He settles back on the throne, indolently awaiting his new servant's attention. Or at least, that's the look he's going for. Internally? Screaming. The nerves from doing this for the first time had been held at bay, partially, by the unreality of the set, working to a script, nothing he should be getting too invested in. But the knowledge that Vanitas is actually trying to help him makes it worse. That's not part of the script! He's actually making this total stranger service him! He has a little of the arrogance of a king, but nowhere near enough to make this feel natural.
He wants to at least try to read his face, but he can't even make that out as Vanitas dives to attack the keel of his royal barge, expression hidden by its girth. The tongue feels good but - should he even be focusing on that? But if he doesn't, they'll be here forever-
He should probably at least show some appreciation, right? ]
Very good-. [ He's trying to keep up an appropriately deep, jaded tone but that definitely came out higher than his last few likes. Erk. ] Servant. There may be a place for you yet.
[ Thanks for the save, Zag, because Fuuta absolutely wasn't paying attention. These spacesuits are hot, after all. Not sexy-hot -- because even if they're practically skin-tight, plastered against every non-existent scrawny curve of his bony build -- but temperature hot. The fabric doesn't breathe at all, and it's stuffy as hell wearing the helmet assigned to all actors playing low-level mob soldiers. And so the moment the director had shouted "CUT" and given everyone permission to take a break, Fuuta had stumbled over to a quiet bench at the far fringes of the set, flopped over, and taken his helmet off to catch his breath.
His mind's a million miles off, mostly thinking about how much he wants this whole circus to be done with already, and he completely fails to notice the oddly-colored rat that's been creeping up behind him, skittering across the bench right towards where he's braced his hand ...
until the whack of that helmet slamming down to trap the critter almost gives him a fucking heart attack. ]
Wh -- ?! [ His startled squawk is accompanied by the thump of him reeling back and promptly falling off the bench. Then the skitter of his costume armor against the flooring as he hastily drags himself a pace or two away from Zagreus. ] -- what the hell?! The fuck's your problem?!
[ No, luckily for everyone, the man who wants her to call him father only sired the one child, Maomao.
She holds Topaz's chin while applying the foundation, turning her face this way and that as she does. She's not forceful about it so if Topaz gives any hint of resistance, she simply waits for the other woman to catch on. ]
[ Something -- no, it's a someone, and they're tapping on Minato's shoulder. He blinks blearily, slowly emerging from the shores of slumber. He lets out a yawn as well and rubs the remnants of sleep away from an eye. ]
Oh...
[ His gaze lands on the empty chocolate truffle wrappers. And since Minato's not going to be eating his, he sits up properly to reach over at his own bag, rifling around until he produces his own sweets.
He holds them out to his company, unknowingly rewarding the other guest for asking instead of swiping them on his own. ]
These...?
[ He doesn't mind parting with them at all! And thanks to this interaction, the movie on the screen continues to go unwatched... ]
[While the club of seeing Aak's ass is wide and plentiful the group that's gotten to tug his ear is still exclusive. And Aak joins the club of people who have wrapped an arm around Haru's waist- fully owning looking the escorting guy despite the gap in their heights.]
Ehh, it's different, though. [a flick of thought across his features before putting on another big smile for the cameras]
These guys takin' pictures right now, [guys as a gender neutral- there were definitely also busty lady paparazzi and at least one amorphous blob holding a camera.] they're doing it for business. Once this trend passes by they won't think about my ass at all.
Now, [he pauses and leans up to whisper in Haru's ear,]
Someone jerkin' off to me in a video? I don't hate that, hehehe. [the laugh brushing against the cusp of the other's ear]
[It did take something drastic to alter his path from one way to the other, but it's exactly what she suspects. Vanitas has learned that there are terrible people on either side of the divide, so drawing lines that way didn't make sense for him. He's taking the middle road, deep distrust for everyone across the board.]
Yes, you're right. I would have hated the person I became if I stayed with the Church. [More than he hates his current self, certainly.]
I have to help them, or no one else will. Otherwise bearing the curse is a death sentence. [It's times like this he feels restless. Doing all of this is such a waste of time, but he knows there's nothing to be done about being stuck here. He's looked for ways and come out emptyhanded.]
Maybe there's a way that just hasn't been found yet. Maybe not enough people have come together to try?
Page 28 of 139