【 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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because she never expected this, not the way that it's going. most of the time her sparring matches are with broca or one of her other friends. not like this with fake weapons. they took those from her, even if she misses the feeling of them in her hands. she might never get them back, it's difficult to tell. of them? unsurprisingly, she has the better grip on swordplay. two isn't easy to use.
it takes time, effort, and patience. all three can be a struggle for those who don't have that kind of strength to them. a swing, a slash, parry, a shuffle. she's doing her best to make it flashy, even redirecting hits as necessary. the slash to her back that aurelia takes is given to her arm, though it does little to stop her.
it's a little fun, for once. she still hates it, but she has every reason to dislike these reminders of a bygone time that had been so tiring for her. like nothing felt right for her. that everything was piling up, the pressure and the way that she almost wondered if she would have died had she stayed.)
I'll admit that you're good, but I'm not one to let myself be tied down.
(the director, of course, is starting to seem annoyed. she's not sure why. are they going a bit too hard? who knows, she isn't paying attention to when they should be saying their lines or improvising. though who can blame her? she surely did not want to be in a bad porno.)
[ The newcomer barging in on the scene immediately captures Minato's attention. It's a good thing his fingers go slack from surprise. Otherwise, he'd probably be left with a pretty nasty papercut from Fuuta snatching the script out of his hands.
Fortunately, Fuuta's plan works. He's thoroughly distracted by the yapping and didn't have the chance to glance over the script.
The problem with the script was that it had real dirty stuff? As opposed to fake dirty stuff? There's a naive frown on Minato's face, and he tilts his head at the noisy newcomer. ]
That's... expected though, isn't it?
[ The director's busy scowling at Fuuta but quickly nods in agreement with Minato's response. ]
[ BB is staring at her phone and if this is a manga panel, it'd be like the camera was over looking her in silence while she holds this phone in her hand. ]
WHO THE FUCK IS THIS??
no these aliens kill humans
[ Got him! ]
infact the one BB came from originaly came to scope out the humans so the alien that created it could kill them and also like, totally a space alien came and crashed landed like 14000 years ago killing all the gods yada yada trying to wipe out all of humanity because OOHH~~~~ oooAHHH~~~ bad civilization~~ spooky Altera noises~~~!!!! roar!!!
then like, the moon cell got reset and like started over basically so like it became like the aerth computer or w.e dw about it bc like BB doesnt even live in that moon anymore she lives in more like - inbetween space- what the fuck are youtrying to get me to tell you the spoilers???? shut up
mind broken yet?
anywya uhhh!!!! pirate? like francis drake? yohooo?? gotta travel around the world for the the one coin???
or like the ones that steal off the internet bc i love those pirates
[Owls, they answer before she can finish her sentence. There's a bit of a staredown between her and the owl, and honestly, the longer it went on, the more irked she got.
BUT eventually, the THING steps away from the window to continue the patrol, and she looks down at the guy still cowering between her legs- she's not wearing anything underneath that perfectly see-through robe (expensive only because of the gold trimming and embroidery, her blue skin stands out.]
Stop hiding between my legs, I'm not your mother, [she hisses, but gives him a chance to remove himself on his own accord. If she's forced to do it, it won't be nice.]
[ Good thing Scott's wearing shades so Minato can't see the way he's staring. On the other hand, it's... pretty obvious, based on how Scott's jaw stays dropped for a little too long.
Minato arches a brow. Wow. He stopped yelling about how uncomfortable his crotch was really fast. ]
I'm... not sure I'd call it a costume.
[ He frowns a bit and tugs at the sleeve. The fabric's actually pretty high quality? Which also means, unfortunately, it's pretty thick too. Part of him almost wishes he was in a costume. A costume would probably consist of an impractically short skirt and shorter sleeves. ]
It feels like the real thing.
[ Why does he know what the real thing feels like. ]
[ that so many non-religious people are being cast into the religion fetish film is actually kind of laughable, but it's not as if films of these... caliber... ever really cared much for authenticity anyway. all that's really necessary is the illusion of it, however paltry, and the costumes and setting already do most of the heavy lifting in that regard. the fact they cast an actual priest (class) as the priest (profession) is really just someone's poor idea of an inside joke.
still, a paycheck is a paycheck. sein has lived too frugally for all of his life to know how to turn down good pay. and it isn't as if he's got much in the way of dignity to begin with. ]
Of course. [ the voice on the other side of the partition sounds young, but that is not enough of a reason for sein to read out the "son" line his own script had supplied for him. ] I'm here to listen.
[ he does feel for his partner, though. he has more or less gotten the sense that in scenes like these, the focus of the feature is meant to be on the sinner, and their specific depravity, and it obviously isn't an easy thing to bear. from the sounds of things, his costar might be as unwilling as he is unwitting, and sein can't help but feel a pang of sympathy.
and so, perhaps against all better judgment, he decides he will at least try to take on a more active role here. ]
Would it help if I offered some of my own transgressions first?
[Welp. Owls, then. Chicken, owls, parakeets, he doesn't care which they happen to be, just that they're huge and talking and this is like something out of one of his weirder dreams when he drinks too damn much.
Once the... bird moves on, he relaxes a bit with a heavy sigh, still clinging to the woman as though she's some kind of lifeline or sanity buoy in all this craziness. At least until she says something that gets him looking up and into, well, everything, seeing as how nothing is hidden.]
Oh boy...
[Whether that's a comment on the view or simply an exclamation is tough to tell, but sensing danger, he scrambles up onto his feet and glances well away from her, his face bright with color.]
Yeah, no kidding. S-So who're you, huh? [He hazards a quick glance back at her, determinedly keeping his eyes above the neckline for all his blushing.]
Name is Red Hair Shanks. Sorry for not saying sooner. It would have only been polite, seeing as your profile had your name, BB.
I still don't entirely know what happened with our world, and it is possible the people that came from the moon originally had ill intent. Otherwise, I don't think the stories line up, so probably not the same moon, after all.
The only "spoilers" I'm interested in are the ones for this hotel, or my own world, so no need to fear my prying.
No, still not broken.
I know of a Drake, but not Francis Drake, and we sail the world for the One Piece, rather than One Coin. Internet pirates are still a new concept to me, but a pirate is a pirate, rather in space, on land, on the internet, or on sea.
Now, now! We should get distracted. You have a whole chat of devoted fans eager to see you fight or fuck.
[Her eyes peel away from the camera to meet his. The smirk on his face settles her nerves as she slowly untangles herself from him. Rin's now free hands cup his face and turn him toward the screen. Once he's in proper playing position, she plants a brief peck on Tomura's cheek.]
Say chat, wanna make things more exciting!? Should I try to distract him the more power ups he gets? Leave a comment letting us know!
[Does Rin even know who "chat" is? Or what it means to "leave a comment"? That's highly debatable! But she can read her lines, and put on a show.]
[ Like so much of what happens in the Golden Peacock, that seems pretty par for the course from what Broca's observed. The beds for two and the goody bags all make a lot of sense to him, and if anything he's more surprised he hasn't seen them trying to stick three people to one bed for an even more adventurous romp.
Though he guesses if people wanted to, they could always shove their way in another couple's bed.
Instead these two have to contend to the gaudy dildo that Yato was gifted until he decides to stow it away for propriety's sake. It will get one last curious look from Broca where he has to also wonder if the skull in particular has any meaning to the guy sitting next to him. ]
[So many living things ate but kindred were different. They sustained themselves on blood and on the act of killing. However, there was no choice to stop. So long as Clara wanted to live she needed to take part in lesser acts, like donated blood in little bottles.]
I was curious.
[she says, although her eyes don't quite match that simplicity. It's when she continues that her expression seems to line up a bit more and look more natural:]
I was worried the actor might kill the other. If they were a real vampire.
[Morbid and written with a faint smile on her lips.]
[Natori can pick up on the warning edge, and the very clear implication that Broca, at least, does consider himself to fall into that category. But here's where Natori is different from some other exorcists that Broca may have met: he doesn't go out of his way to needlessly antagonize strangers, human or otherwise. To what degree that's out of professional necessity rather than genuine kindness or tact is up for debate, but the end result is the same. If Broca wants to call himself human, Natori doesn't see the need to argue with him about it. (Natori doesn't believe him, of course, but he's not going to be rude to his face about it. That's better (?))
So: Natori gently raises his eyebrows, then gestures at their surroundings as if to encompass the entirety of the malevolent sex hotel.] The rules are different when we're in the ayakashi realm. Even a totally normal person with no special abilities to speak of can see the supernatural when in their territory. It can be a shock, but it's probably better for them that they can see what they've gotten themselves into. It'd be a pain if you couldn't see the director, right?
[He nods towards the director, who waves one of his many tentacles out of his pile of goo body. (Natori really hopes that this one isn't controversial.)]
[ on the other side of the confessional, sein believes he might have just had a miniature stroke. logically, separately, he knows what all those words mean. and yet suddenly, when put together in this specific context, he finds himself completely blanking on what any word means, ever, in all of time.
slowly, his gaze crawls up towards the top corner of his side of the booth, where a small, rectangular device peers down at him. he can see its shiny lens from where he sits, and he is familiar now with the concept of cameras that he knows there is most definitely someone somewhere somehow able to view him, which means someone somewhere somehow must be seeing the utterly blank yet helpless look on his face.
in that long and painful stretch of silence that meets keita's confession, and nobody bursts into the set to say they have to start all over again, sein comes to the mildly horrifying conclusion that he's actually meant to respond to this. and that seems like such a herculean task, when you don't really trust you know how words work anymore. ]
[From what limited things Yato has seen, he, too, is mildly surprised at how... tame the cinema setup is. He was thinking there'd be vibrating seats or something weirder for encouraging people to get frisky. Not that he isn't glad things aren't so dramatic! A virgin guy can only take so much before he might explode from the innuendo, even if he is a bit of a perv himself.
A few more pokes and prods from Yato and he stashes away the damned thing, if it wasn't for the skull, it'd be rather nice as far as dildos go! Almost display-worthy. So instead, he pops open the champagne and pours them both a glass, offering one to Broca with a grin.]
Heh... Better than that-- I'm a god!
[Yes, he says that will all seriousness. A puff of pride, even, before taking a large sip from his own drink.]
Kinich. It's a pleasure to meet you. This isn't a problem— your payment was plenty.
( Before he can say any more, though, Kinich is interrupted from the tug of the clothing around Zagreus with an outburst from his Watch. Loud and higher pitched, Ajaw makes himself known. )
Are you kidding me?! You make me sit through these mundane errands and can't even introduce me properly?! You're the worst servant!
( There's a breath of a sigh from Kinich as he shifts, like holding his arm a little further away from their cramped bodies might help him be more quiet. It doesn't, really. )
I am the Almighty Dragonlord, K'uhul Ajaw, and I deserve to be introduced as such! Grovel before me and beg for my forgiveness!
I think I'll pass.
( Kinich's deadpan voice is matched only by him focusing harder on Zagreus, gesturing for him to turn so he can get more of the stuck clothing down. It's awkward, this cramped, but... Ignoring the growling that immediately follows, he adds: ) Feel free to ignore him.
[ she doesn't know what compels her to participate in the filming of these movies, really (though she can imagine that it's some kind of mental nudge from the resort that might have something to do with it), but she's not entirely against the chances for dressing up in a variety of clothing to fit some kind of mystical fantasy setting. even the dress she's been given isn't as sultry as she might have expected, even if her breasts are still prone to visibly seeming as if they might spill out of the bodice with the way they fill out the hemline, cleavage tightly nestled within, with a bit of that newer scar peeking out from within across to her collarbone.
it's the end of a shoot when she finds herself in the changing room, aiming to take the dress off, a pair of fresh and comfortable gym clothes set to the side to change into afterwards. but as she finds herself trying to peel away the dress as easily as it had been to slide it on, her fingers almost seem to slide along the drapery like fabric every time she attempts it. she tries again and again and again — nothing, as if impossible to find the find the ends of it. even attempting to hook her thumbs into the bodice to try to slip up out of it doesn't seem to work, as if stuck right there against her breasts.
she takes a deep breath, easing herself not to panic too soon. no, she just needs a little help that's all. carefully, she peeks out of the small room's door, peering out to the others walking by, either from their own participation of the film or engagement in the other indie shoots happening concurrently.
her eyes fall upon a familiar face and, while not exactly her first choice to feel comfortable in asking to help in something like this, it doesn't feel right to feel so choosey in a moment like that.
she gives a wave of her arm, awkwardly. ] Hey— um, Rude? Sorry, ah, any chance I could ask a bit of a favor from you?
(if he gets asked later, he might even explain how he knows most of the turks. specifically: tseng, rude, and reno. cissnei too, but he doubts she's here. he hopes not, anyway. they'll have to make this look good, which isn't hard. he didn't have it in him to disappoint her intentionally, not that he'd want to. his only worry is that she might even be uncomfortable with the restraints. they definitely don't seem like they are, but that's something for another time. he has more important things to worry about, about her while they're stuck doing this scene together.
even with the basics down, he has an idea that he's going to be in for it. reno had mentioned things about them becoming statues if they go without sex, about how he would later get a suit mark. everything else? it's going to be new to him.
the only positive is that he got to at least let her feel that he's alive, that he's actually here. alive. he did look apologetic, a quick murmur that he'll be back soon. he knows he will be. they didn't need to overthink the scene, they can do this the way they used to when they came close. except....admittedly, he wishes it could have been more private. he's still giving her his own first, instead of it being the way that they had once promised to one another.
his first. right, he can do this. his signal is given once he's back in position, and zack moves again. there isn't a struggle, not even him stopping. the machine knights fall with relative ease, while the director and producers seem pleased that he didn't alter the script again from his name being called out. his body this time won't be the same as she knew it. he has scars from his death, the bullets and more than that from time on the front lines when he makes his way towards her.)
Sorry it took so long, for me to arrive.
(they don't care if he makes up his lines, from what he noticed earlier. they seemed to eat it up when he did. but this is something else entirely, something born from a deeper feeling when he pauses. a hand reaches to touch her cheek again, his sword, discarded away while he memorizes her warmth. when was the last time he felt her? it's been too long.
rough fingertips brush along her soft skin when he starts to caress her cheek, he wants to do this somewhat properly. attempt to. it's a porno, he hates that perhaps, but can anyone blame him for wanting to convey how he felt still?)
[ New name acquired, also BB's interest piqued regarding Shanks' apparent ability to keep a straight face and continue the conversation as is - usually, people diverge the conversation by now and things get wonky. Seeing him respond and keep to it interests her! ]
idc tbf im the only one you can ask stuff about this kind of thing from my universe - bc she can cheat, if anyone else did theyd technically get in trouble? or feel like they would get in trouble, probably say things like 'weh weh magus society' and 'weh weh holy grail wars'
[ She is information poking to see if anyone she knows is here. ]
oh!!! Well BB is a cyber sea devil, so she hopes this mister pirate can handle this delectable cyber sea cutey!!!
[ he's never been to the movies before, nor does he really know what they are, exactly. like a play of some sort? but on a screen? honestly, he doesn't know how anyone is expected to pay attention when the seats are so comfortable.
he could likely sleep through the entire thing, but fortunately (?), mitsuru effectively wakes him up. ]
Mn—? [ zagreus starts awake and sits up a little, one hand coming up to rub the sleep from his eyes. ] Something wrong?
(not more than him being scarred, right? he's got some others. right along his torso, bullets don't make for a wonderful time. especially not whenever they killed him, the rest weren't from him being shot at, though. some comes from his job, others perhaps even sephiroth. he's already stuck sitting there in only a pair of shorts and tank top in the meantime.
wait, hold on a second. what did she mean, add another!? she didn't mean she was going to cut up his face, right? because the last time that he got facial scars, oh buddy, that didn't feel good a single bit. it felt more like someone took a knife and stabbed him with it repeatedly in his cheek when he got the pair there. made eating a bit rough, but what can you do? he sure doesn't know. he can't even complain much.)
Literally? I think I'm good! The two I got hurt enough.
(zack....why would you assume that she meant literally.)
I'm not sure if more might suit me, though, huh....
[ zagreus had gone through his gift bag and promptly helped himself to the snacks earlier before passing out. the resort had kindly (?) included a dildo in there for his efforts, which he thankfully recognizes, but a fleshlight is... something else.
now that he's awake, he squints down at it in childe's hand before shaking his head. ]
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