【 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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[Akira doesn't mind!! being forced to be a production assistant is way better than being forced into acting for roles he has no interest in taking. Haru got the short end of the stick here, in his humble opinion. . .]
I'm just doing my job, ma'am.
[he says, the hint of a cheeky grin twitching up the corners of his lips. and then, to the complaining crew:]
You heard the star! Time to clear out! I'll be escorting her back to her trailer, thank you very much!
[. . . his touch is light, but he does place his hand on the back of Haru's shoulder to begin to guide her towards the exit]
Shanks rubs the nape of his neck to her question, then sighs.
"You can sort of avoid it, but they give us marks on our skin. Those marks cause negative side effects when you go too long without," Shanks points out, still irritated about that, some of his frustration showing in his tone. It's an infringement on their freedom, pushing it like that.
The why question gets a shrug from him.
"That hasn't been clarified." Then he reaches over to put his hand on Uta's shoulder, able to tell she's clearly uncomfortable. He can't blame her.
"I know these circumstances aren't ideal, but it's best your prepared, as much as I can prepare you."
[The two of them have an energy that might actually make it work. Aak is ready to nitpick the contract and Broca is ready to look like he'll break a face. The director is trying to save face, okay, fine, they can look at the contracts, all while gesturing in the background. One stagehand, who is at least less physically afraid of Aak, tries to hand him a stuffed bunny prop.]
Ah-ah! [Aak fumbles the stuffed toy before turning and smushing it to Broca's chest. His problem now.]
I'm not an idiot, I can smell it, you put nip in that! [... you know, the one he just pushed against Broca's chest.]
[The contracts are brought up on digital screens in front of them and Aak starts scanning his eye across them. The director starts talking fast, explaining how they totally did agree to this, if you check the addendum paper you see the by "affair on a train" it meant like a sexual train, and that the person pursuing their "pet project" meant literal pets.]
[ Oh he is already getting a bad feeling about this.
Funnily enough, 'sexy lizard' actually would be appropriate, because Fuuta's been chosen to be one of the actors playing the dragon for Lord of the Wings. The costume he's been nagged into wearing is all leathery spandex and plates of fake scales plastered against his body, with a few sockets where prosthetic wings will go later. Not particularly comfortable, in other words!
And he has a long session in the makeup chair to look forward to, meaning he's already in a crotchety mood by the time Haru starts opening containers. And more containers. And even more containers. ]
Hey, hey! [ Snapped loudly as he whacks a hand against the makeup chair's arm to get Haru's attention. ] What the hell d'you think you're doing? You're supposed to do this stuff one step at a time, aren't you?
[ How does he say it's actually pretty accurate without sounding like an asshole? He doesn't know, so he'll just shut up. He has nothing to prove, anyway. ]
Whatever concern that Sanji feels is easily smoothed away by the combination of her smile, the reassurance that she’s really okay, and a quick visual inspection that suggests nothing’s amiss. Not that it’s any guarantee, but well, it was just a sneeze. Surely nothing harmful could have caused that.
“It brings me much delight to hear so.” The words feel awkward on his tongue— he’s not an actor, no matter how expressive he tends to be— but the grin on his face is genuine enough, as is the little bow that he gives her. “Disturbance? No, no, I was passing through this, uh, fine forest anyway.”
The downside to being as used to the House’s antics as he is— and resigned to where they inevitably lead— is that he hasn’t actually paid that much attention to what they’re supposed to be doing. Something about a journey to face a dragon? But it’s a little more fun than he’d care to admit, playing pretend like this, so he’s about to lean into it more when she careens into him.
Sanji’s normally practiced enough that even her crashing into him wouldn’t throw him off-balance, but the sword at his hip, the chain mail covering his torso, and the cloak flowing down his back are just enough to send him stumbling. Chivalric instinct takes over, both arms wrapping around protectively, and as he trips, too, falling, he twists in such a way that his shoulder takes the brunt of the impact, crashing into the grass and soft soil.
”Shit—“ cursing softly, he barely notices the painful twinge in his shoulder. “Apologies, madame, I didn’t—“
Unfortunately, they landed in such a way that when Sanji lifts his head to look down at her, he gets a deep whiff of Snuggleblossom pollen himself, leaving him sneezing loudly while still holding on to her.
Oh. Oh my. After the explanation from Shanks, she should have expected that yes, people would likely use them, and it should not surprise her that it might happen in the theatre now that she knows. She can’t stop blushing, shoving the bag to her side as she tries to avert her gaze.
“I’m not that brazen.” She tries to defend herself but it comes out flat. Could she be? She’s certainly never tried. She does enjoy the stage, an audience, being the center of attention in that way, but to masturbate in front of strangers? She shakes her head.
“I don’t intend to do that!” She states firmly, before she finally glances at the man with a curious expression. “Do you?”
She gives him a look over, trying to discern what kind of person he was. It’s been 11 years since she’s been with anyone she could really talk to about these things! She’d also rather die than go to Gordon. Would he “enjoy” himself during the show?
[can't see the disappointment if he closes his eyes again... so that's what he does.]
The acting? Yes. [And then, with just a touch of defensiveness as he realizes what that could sound like, he adds:] For movies with a plot and more than a page of dialogue. Well, and some commercials, but I usually keep my clothes on for those.
["Usually," as if his shirtless G-rated ads are anywhere comparable to filming a porno.
Halfway through his response, something makes a quiet, almost sticky sound that's just audible from where Nei's standing. The next time she turns back, whether to go on with the next stage of makeup or to find out what sort of weird thing he's doing to make that noise, there's what looks like a solid black tattoo of a lizard splayed across one cheek. If she's quick about turning around, she might even catch a glimpse of it moving into position, following the contours of his skin as it slithers up his neck and around his jawline.
He's still sitting there with his eyes closed like nothing unusual is happening, waiting for the next set of products. The lizard doesn't seem to have undone all of Nei's hard work, but it's hard to tell; the area where it's sitting feels just like Natori's skin would normally, aside from this clearly supernatural thing on it, but rather than looking like she's smudged some too-thin concealer over a tattoo, it's more like the tattoo is on top of the existing layer of makeup.]
You don't think I can play a god in a little porno shoot?
[ The profile only alluded to it on that last bit, which Troy appreciates since that part of his life is private. But him being typecasted as a possible divine figure in a porno? Eh. Roleplaying isn't his favorite kink. ]
[ Maomao makes a soft chiding sound and moves to block the mirror. ]
I'm not done yet.
[ Once she's happy with the contour, she moves onto blush, a task that doesn't take long. The only thing left is the eyes. She takes a moment going over colors, trying to decide what would suit Topaz best. ]
( that's the question, isn't it? she doesn't know the answer to that. she's not trained in whatever sciences and studies they've done with what information they have now. they put a blade in her hand and her dedication saw her through its training.
she has her place, and it was to deal with threats and bring back what she can, when she can.
absentmindedly, she's freed one of her hands by offloading the foundation she was just using to the other, reaching up to pat him on the crown of his head for the lack of any real idea for what she can even say in the moment. how could she possibly? but this is what she thinks she'd want were she to be in his position.
...
does she apologize? ask for clarification on some of the points? she doesn't know. )
There are people are who looking into what's causing it.
( an organization, even. the one she belongs to. she can't imagine what it'd be like shouldering that alone, no matter her habits.
she's also guilty of being rather quick to judge when it comes to those she normally puts to the blade, but she's staying mum about that. there's also a time in which she might've thought him crazy for doing what he does now, which is also rather damning. )
Do the.. vampires you help even want to be helped?
She winces a bit, the ground was softer than she expected, but he helped soften the blow more with his shoulder. Uta opens her eyes, the pollen seeming to be more obvious now as they lay together on the forest floor. Something told her this might not be a good thing.
“It’s-it’s all right.” She manages to say when he sneezes. “Are you okay?”
She was, despite the dirt on her dress. Hopefully, whoever was directing this film wouldn’t be too terribly mad, but no one had asked them to stop, to check on them, maybe whatever they were doing is fine? She really doesn’t know.
“You didn’t have to catch me, but I appreciate it.” She says quietly, with a slight blush to her cheeks, reaching to carefully touch his shoulder.
[ a curious creature, this bird who sails around him, watching him with bright, sharp eyes, as if taking the very measure of his being, and dan heng remains still save for the gentle undulations of his sinuous body, hovering while he is examined. his eyes, however, are also sharp, also watchful, and while there is no defensive tension in his body language, dan heng nevertheless never entirely lets his guard down around those he does not know.
but he allows the thorough measurement without complaint, waiting for the bird to finish and address him again before he speaks. ]
A fair question. By all estimations, you shouldn't.
[ he says, voice smooth, reasonable, his tail swaying smoothly behind him as he contemplates his answer. ]
.. but this place has ways of forcing one's hand, and making you comply. [ the power the house wields.. it is great, and more than a little terrifying, all things considered. ] Of course, that's not reason enough for many, I suppose.
[ as a nameless, after all, it is in dan heng's nature to fight against oppression, but he is a little more discerning when it comes to others. he'd rather not see them struggle needlessly, if it can be helped. ]
( what luck! a bottle she graciously accepts with a chirp of thanks, unscrewing it readily to take a swig of it before she does anything else.
she really should perhaps question the situation more, given the appearances of the newcomer to her cove, but right now she's assuming that it's all part of the set and scene one way or the other. she hasn't sensed a lick of bloodlust, nor has he simply gone for her throat while she's without her weapon of choice, so it's probably fine? she did see quite the colorful array of set characters earlier.. )
I can get to the beach if that's what you're asking. ( why is she bragging about this? who knows. but she sure is. ) The tail seems like a pain to undo and redo for a recess, so I've just been seeing what I can find underwater while we're on break.
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