【 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. 】
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[For the whole second that Nei is standing there trying to figure out what's going on, Natori is just waiting patiently in his chair with his eyes closed. Sometimes the makeup artist has to grab some things, and it's understandable that they stop and start talking depending on how much focus they need; it's not as though their idle small talk should take precedence over their work. They're both here to do a job!
So basically: he doesn't realize that Nei has turned around and spotted the lizard until she speaks up. At that initial 'uhm,' he opens his eyes and looks over politely for whatever she needs to tell him.
He can feel where the lizard is at any given time, but he's so used to ignoring it while doing his acting work that it doesn't occur to him that it's the issue until she tells him. He knows by now that they're in some sort of supernatural realm, so the normal rules don't apply; it's just that the habits of how he compartmentalizes are so strong that he doesn't connect the dots.]
--Oh, right. Sorry. I can't control it, but it'll move eventually.
[Hm. Well, his previous makeup artists have never had problems blissfully applying makeup over a thing they were incapable of seeing, which is why in an attempt to be helpful he suggests:]
Or you can just apply the makeup on top of it. It won't take it with it when it moves.
[just, y'know, blindly apply makeup without being able to check your work?]
...This hasn't come up before. Normal people usually can't see it.
[The worse a movie seemed, the more relieved Clara felt. This production, though, was one of the biggest. It's possible that someone will actually watch this one. She truly hopes that she gets cut from the whole thing.]
"We will be in much better shape with your help. I have heard the stamina," [Clara makes a face with how much lurid flourish the voice-over actress puts on that word.] "of the wolfkin is beyond compare."
[After the brief internal cringe, Clara spares Texas an apologetic look. It's a bit early, though, as the voice-over seems to be chiding them for their lack of enthusiasm.]
"Could I feel your muscles?" [the grip Clara has on her staff increases again, really?] "Or your... ears?" [What was with people here and their animal ear fetishes?]
[ This isn't the first Keita has heard of someone having trouble in the dressing room, so he isn't surprised when he hears a voice calling out from one of the doors. He turns briefly, glancing around to make sure there isn't someone else who's more likely being summoned, and then pauses in front of Vanitas' door. ]
Yours won't come off either, is that it?
[ That's right—same boat, buddy. Keita is wearing something that honestly doesn't look too different from his normal attire of slacks and a waistcoat, and yet doesn't suit him at all for all its straps and various holsters for guns and knives.
He steps closer, lifting a leather-gloved hand as if in offering. ]
I assume those names also refer to the people who inhabit those countries? I have heard tales of such things in folk tales, but then again, ours is a very insular continent.
The quickly muttered apology paired with the mystery of the whole situation has her complying without too much further fuss; she might be rude and overly familiar sometimes, but she doesn't make a habit of dragging others into unwanted situations without very good reason. Plus if there's something bad enough out there to spook this guy into hiding, then it's probably something she should be paying attention to too.
She crouches quietly next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees behind all those hanging costumes, and it's only after the voices and footsteps fade away that she nudges the guy with one shoulder. ]
So are you gonna tell me what that was all about?
Edited (why did i repeat myself) 2025-05-18 21:19 (UTC)
That's correct. A massive whirlpool which sucks in malice and emotion, souls and other, stray ayakashi with the force of its presence. And on top of that, it seems to have attracted a rather aggressive parasite. "The house".
I'm sure you will come to know its nature soon.
[Whether he'll decide it his enemy or become another of the entities twisted and corrupted by its influence- that is the danger Matoba must keep his eye on.]
My, could you be a yaksha? A war demon? We seem to attract so many of those.
[Not really. He's just thinking of one vibrant individual in particular.]
Ah, but perhaps I should mention. Weapons are forbidden in this place. A wise rule by our captor, to keep us all well-behaved. Far easier to tame with honey than punish with vinegar, hm? But I will tell you something good. If you can find it, there is a secret gambling hall where you might obtain useful items, including weapons.
Do be prepared to put something of worth on the line, though. That individual will not take low bets.
[ Well, there really is a first time for everything, and for Keita this is his first time at the movies. The type of movie that they're about to see wouldn't be his first choice under other circumstances, but... well, beggars can't be choosers, he thinks. So he'd dressed in what seemed like appropriate evening attire and made his way to the cinema, where he had been led to one of these plush, almost bed-like seats and then left there to await his companion.
When Layla approaches, Keita is sitting at the edge of the seat, clearly not quite comfortable reclining on it just yet. When he sees her, he smiles, then stands and lifts a hand, palm up in a silent request for her to place her own in his. ]
Ms. Serizawa. [ Should she offer her own hand, Keita will bow politely over it, as is fitting when a gentleman and lady meet in society. ] I would be delighted by your company.
[ Thanks to their previous meeting, Layla might be able to guess that this is all something of a novel experience for Keita. ]
It seems that these are our seats, but... [ He gestures vaguely toward them. ] Is this usual, for a cinema?
[ It doesn't require Keita's clairvoyance to understand that the man he sees on the fringes of the set is deeply uncomfortable with his circumstances. There it is, in the way he draws his robe closed, the way he shies away from anyone who approaches him too closely. Although he doesn't know the man's circumstances, he can certainly appreciate the sense of being overwhelmed by all that the resort can be, and it's for that reason that once Keita has completed one of his tasks—having been brought into the production, this time, as a prop runner instead of an actor—he draws up a police distance from Viktor's side, his body turned at an angle so as not to face him directly, but rather to look out at the buzz of activity on set. ]
It's all a bit much, isn't it? [ he says, conversationally. Then, a brief glance over at Viktor; if Keita is at all surprised by his appearance, it doesn't show on his face. ] I can show you to the room where they keep the stage properties, if you need a moment to catch your breath.
[ On the one hand, Keita is a stranger, so he won't blame Viktor for declining; on the other hand, Viktor looks so visibly discomfited that Keita couldn't not make an attempt to give him an out, however brief. ]
'Claimed...' ['Curse,' too. The way Matoba is talking about it doesn't sound like it's something merely assigned, like handing out numbers along with the room keys. That makes it sound like something sentient is choosing them. Multiple sentient somethings.
That's not particularly surprising, he supposes. Wherever and whatever this hotel is, the ones in control of it must be extremely powerful. To have trapped so many people for so long, and grown the space to something this size... whatever this is, it's deeply entrenched. And thus the "game" rules: a self-sustaining power source, feeding... what, exactly?
Anyway, that's the sort of vague statement Matoba would say without elaboration: something knowing and a little backhanded about the circumstances they're trapped in. He also knows Matoba isn't likely to say more even if asked, but he might as well try.] No hints? I won't get mad. [now, is the unstated part of that sentence; they're mature adults now, so Matoba can feel free to stop throwing his behavior as a teen in his face any time.] ...Or hold it against you if you're wrong.
[Natori can also stop acting like a teen at any time in exchange.]
[Blissfully unaware in his happy little dreamland, probably include shrine maidens or at least Hiyori, Yato doesn't notice the ire growing in his bunkmate until it's far, far too late for any apologies or excuses. He's comfortable and happy to have a warm body instead of his usual oversized capyper plush to glom onto, and precious little is going to get him to let up.
Thankfully for Bakugo, his explosions are one of those few things capable of dislodging a stubborn god. As the boom echoes forth and blows out the window and lights up the pillows and sheets, it also serves to weaken Yato's hold, enough to the point that he can tumble out of bed with a startled yelp.]
WAAAAAAAHHH--!!
[Although in his infinite wisdom, he latches onto the nearest thing - that being Bakugo's foot - and yanks the guy down onto the floor with him into a tangled heap. Thankfully he hasn't managed to reattach himself to his companion, but they're still a mess of limbs and bodies and tattered sheets with feathers floating about while bird heads peek inside on every side to see what's going on.]
Takemikazuchi, if that's you, I'm busting your chops!!
[Not much of threat coming from a skinny, burnt guy with tousled hair and in nothing save a robe and shiny gold boxers.]
( perhaps she was being a bit too dramatic here, embracing red so carelessly and pouring all of her emotions into this encounter but she couldn't help it. in the brief period of time red seemed to be gone from the resort [and most likely turned into a statue based on the information given to her by shanks and hiyori], reira felt what others here felt. she finally understood them—
loosing someone you'd become friends with, someone who helped her come around accepting her own sexuality....well it was painful. )
I don't know one week, two, three? I'm not sure, it's hard to keep track of time here given.....you know the setup?
( the artificial sky and casino setup made things a blur really. it made some feel like a hamster trapped in a cage, and while she had yet to feel that way, it was coming soon she was sure. )
[ The first one of these shoots Keita had been involved in, he had found himself woefully underprepared for what it actually meant to film something like this. He'd gotten through it, relying mostly on his clairvoyance to let him know what choices to make, but afterwards had decided that it would be in his best interest to do a little observation, perhaps even learn something should he be summoned for further performances.
He sees Hiyori's familiar figure from some meters away, and edges his way around the set to come up beside him, although he waits for a cut in the action before he says, ]
Good morning, Hiyori-kun. Are you here to do research as well?
[ The set in question seems to involve some schoolgirls and a set of paranormal circumstances that appear to be on the cusp of converging into an all-out orgy. Mostly, Keita is here to learn about how lines are delivered, as well as how people manage to even enjoy intimacy when so many strangers are watching. ]
I have to say, this isn't how I thought my introduction to moving pictures would go.
"I agree," Shanks nods his head with Uta's words, but then points out the reality of it, "but we're in no position to make the people in charge change their minds. For now." Which means, of course, he is thinking about it. Just because he plays along for the sake of others doesn't mean he's accepted anything.
"The way some handle this is by creating scenarios they prefer to be in, and engaging with people they prefer to be with. You can take control of it by stating what you want, and making your expectations clear, beyond that...." He sighs again. This is not the kind of place he wants for. Not that he wanted her to feel trapped on Elegia, either. But, yes, life's not fair. They have to work with the situation they're in. For now.
Beyond all of that, he wants the best for Uta, always has, and this is not it. If he knew she wanted romance, he might even try to help her find it. He was always weak to her needs and wants, and that never had changed, regardless of what he did in relation to Elegia.
"It's the best advice I can give you. Control what you can for your own experiences and don't let the hotel do that part for you."
[It's easy to feel like they're both playing against type. While Clara doesn't mind being a strict taskmaster she looks like a delicate little waif. That's the appeal, the director had said, and then rambled on about something called "gap moe" and "big bottoms" that she refused to pay attention to.]
"I can't trust that." [It's a remark from the actress that makes sense. This obviously wasn't something that could just be smoothed over or it wouldn't be a scene. So, then, inevitably, there was going to be some form of punishment. Clara's mind drifts to the things she'd seen since showing up here, thinking about what might be about to happen.]
"So turn around, and bend over."
[Clara's of two minds about this. It's certainly less embarrassing to not be looking her "victim" in the eyes but it was also a way they could communicate even less. She releases Red's chin in accordance with what she should be doing but the authoritative tone of the voice-over doesn't match her eyes.]
[Reno's eyes follow Bakugo as he walks around him and takes in his appearance, feeling a shiver when the other vanishes behind his back and from his vision for a moment. Yeah, even though this is a movie, Reno still feels when someone could potentially be a danger to him, and - while so far of course always friendly - Bakugo definitely possesses the power to do so. And the intensity he brings to his role as the Dragon Lord seems to intensify it even more.
Reno tugs on the golden cuffs adorned with rubies that he's wearing around his wrists, connected by a golden chain to a similar looking collar around his neck, just long enough for him to be able to let his arms hang comfortably down the front of his body. The perfect sacrifice to hopefully please the Lord.
He definitely didn't think that he would end up here with Bakugo in a situation like this, and Reno is at least glad that Bakugo is finally of age, so he doesn't feel all too bad about it.
Once again he raises his chin, eyes glaring at the Dragon Lord in front of him.]
[ Red doesn't seem to mind the embrace. She's just a touch confused by it - or was until Reira gets across why she's upset. She pauses and then she gives Reira a little squeeze, a hug to try and reassure her. ]
Well, yeah. I know it. But - I didn't feel like I was gone at all. I just went to bed and woke up here. Like it was nothing.
[ She takes a breath. ]
...but I guess I'm back now. Didn't mean to make you worry like that.
( it was always like that for her wasn't it? at least that's what she thought when she read his words. here she was trying to avoid distressing out a newcomer and she ended up stressing herself out so carelessly. it was rather amusing in a way but...
she was grateful for his graces, as much as they could be conveyed through text. )
well uh...right.
( and that's all she can really say about waiting to see fiance of the funeral procession given that she wasn't sure if people were actually allowed to go home or stayed statues. but that was a conversation for another day [and she didn't want to be the one to give it]. )
no pressure um....some people like it here after all.
( her being one of those people, but not because of the sex. )
[Meanwhile, here's Natori Shuuichi, actual professional movie star back home and thus very used to girls coming up and asking him for his autograph (or more frequently, standing off to the side murmuring at the sight of him but being too intimidated to approach). So when he sees a girl politely asking for a photo, he just. immediately slips back into that mode, even if logically there shouldn't be a reason for any of his fans to be here?]
Oh, sure, [he says, automatically breaking out into. sparkles. as he smiles at her.] Oh, should we see if someone will take it for us? [so they can be in a photo together. since she's his fan.]
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