【 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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[Akira is. . . obviously not meant for the life of a star. not with the way he keeps getting passed over for roles in these elaborate new blockbusters with the excuse of being "too average." that's an insult that would cut through the heart of any fledgling thespian. . . though honestly? he doesn't mind it! Akira thinks it's actually kind of funny, especially since he hadn't signed up to be scouted in the first place. and if the Golden Peacock was finally going to leave him (mostly) alone while it tried to lure others into that faux-Hollywood lifestyle, then he'd take the peace and quiet. sometimes it pays to fly under the radar!]
[. . .]
[to. . . mostly fly under the radar]
[unfortunately, his otherwise plain appearance doesn't go completely unnoticed, as these production crews need assistants to cater to their talent, don't they? on more the one occasion, poor Akira finds himself recruited to tend to the cast's whims by bringing them snacks, coffee, bottles of water, or anything else they might desire. this. . . was one such occasion]
[nobody gives him a name of the next Dragon Lord to be. they only describe her as "fierce" and "powerful." proper traits for a Dragon Lord of a blockbuster movie, he supposes? but that's why he is only half paying attention when the director calls the scene, head thrown back slightly as he sips on some water, only partially interested in everything going on around him]
[. . . and then the "Dragon Lord" waltzes out from behind a cave wall, and. . .]
[his spittake is so loud there's no way it doesn't somehow make it onto the footage. a few other members of the staff give him disgusted looks, while another grumbles Can't you keep it to yourself until the scene is finished? under their breath. but Akira can't help himself. can't help the way he stares in open-mouthed shock, knuckles pressed against his lips, features slack. this?? is the new Dragon Lord???]
[ Mitsuru had found herself cast as an elf woman and for some reason she seems entirely at home in the regal looking costume dress the wardrobe department had stuck her in. Perhaps if she'd known the plot of this movie before they decided to appeal to her curiosity and persuade her to dress up she would have refused- even after being at the resort all this time she still had some limits after all. Fortunately so far she hasn't had to appear in the background of any of those type of scenes... which is the majority of the film so apparently she'd been highly fortunate in that regard.
She'd spotted Arisato of course, they'd both been roped into being in the background of this particular forest scene. She had also seen him wander off during their break and she had been on the verge of following him, of informing him that after being stuck in this place so long her advice is that wandering off into an unfamiliar area filled with plant life is never a good idea.
That had been Mitsuru's intention, until she'd been annoyingly pulled to one side by a crew member wanting to top up her makeup or some other trivial thing. By the time she had more or less dismissed them, Arisato had already disappeared. Perhaps it was for the best. To him, she can only be some pale imitation, surely? Not the Mitsuru Kirijo he knew and perhaps he wouldn't care for any kind of advice from her? She can't exactly expect to slip into the same kind of role she is to him as she is to Shiomi. She would have disregarded those things making her hesitate in favour of preserving his well being but he's already returned by the time she has the opportunity and well-
He's not looking so great.
Mitsuru makes her way over, noting the unhealthy pallor to him. ]
(honestly, he's been going through the motions in these films. they tell him what they need, and he played the part as an extra. until now. now he was given the leading role, the leading role where he had been instructed to wait for a moment while everything gets into position. the fake sword they gave him was reminiscent of the blade he used before he swapped to the buster sword itself. recollections of it breaking and zack taking up the mantle that angeal left him. someone had to embrace those ideals, the ideas of someone that would burn out young and fast.
but that's nothing, he died and he knows it. passing on the torch as he felt right doing, cloud....zack is sure that he can handle that. taking the sword, the ideals and the dreams that it once carried from himself and angeal before them.
the director calls for his attention, he's told to go and zack does with cape fluttering in the wind. a serious expression unlike his usual, that lengthy black hair of his tied back right as he charges the first suit of armor. the clash wasn't unlike ones back home, but he knows this isn't a real fight. nothing like it.
a heroic entrance, the sight of him going toe to toe like a pro with the next machine with quick movements unexpected of someone his size. he just has to....
(Zack?)
....rescue the princess, as vivid blue eyes widen in familiarity at the sound of this voice. he almost gets hit by the second machine knight, almost. he didn't let it stop him for a second before he charges past it, smashing it to the wooden and rustic floor panels. no, she saw right.
she knew right, there's only one man that looks like and this he's sprinting forward past these knights.)Aerith!(no, no, no. he could have had it sit well with him more if she was back home in his short time getting acclimated with the resort. the expectations of sex and plenty of it as a means to survive and get by. to zack however, that's a problem. he isn't the type, he was never the type to just sleep around with any attractive woman. he hadn't even done the deed before, the closest he came to it is right in front of him. hopeless little zack, he really did wind up in a new kind of danger.
especially since he doesn't know everything that the resort and that the house is capable of.)
Sorry! But I'm not about to sit here!
(they didn't seem too pleased with the script change, though, maybe they did decide to let this play out. the second machine on his tail and what looks to be backup for it incoming, but zack wouldn't let it stop him. nothing would stop him. that's how determined his eyes are, especially after learning who he's rescuing. it doesn't sit well with him, but he'll manage. he has to. he won't let them stop him from taking off with her, though. in an unexpected change of direction since they had somehow dragged him from the throes of death into a reunion most unexpected.
all he has to do is grab her and run. who cares about the script! zack surely doesn't now that he knows who the princess is.)
('why are you going? where are you going?, where the last few words that still rung in spike's mind as his story came to a painful end. in those moments where his life was dangling before him and fate was uncertain, he could have never visualized a future like this for himself. not in a million years—
his dreams were often filled with other visions.
so while he claimed to be as tranquil as the water that flowed and ebbed in a clear river, being shoved against the wall of a cramped trailer after waking up in confusion was certainly not something he expected. his ribs had certainly taken far worse damage than a hoof kicking them but this was enough to draw ire out of him. )
Hey buddy watch where you're pointing that thing. It's bad enough I woke up in this weird trailer with some human hybrid, but then you gotta kick me too?
( his face is contorted into a mix of shock and angered as his hands immediately gripped his chest. )
[ by now, manuela has learned not to pay much mind to the nonsense her watch spits out. but in this particular case, she can't help the anger that bubbles out of her like hot lava. ]
How dare you! To not only use her and image, but to say such filth about her! When she hasn't even been gone a month! Have you truly no shame?!
( it was still a bit difficult for spike to accept that life after death meant waking up in some kind of deranged sex resort, and while he had yet to have his own resume filled out, he wasn't above snooping at the profiles of some of the other hostages. )
now did you fill that out yourself with all those juicy details, or did this place fill in the blanks?
( it had been quite a long day for reira, running around sets and changing into one costume only to be stripped out of it, and so forth. she was exhausted herself at this point, stopping to catch her breath when kaveh approached with all of his words and cantor. while this certainly wasn't the first time someone propositioned her something silly like this—
there was something rather amusing at seeing a man dressed so provocatively and wanting to dance for her. she's more than positive he's just submitting to the resort's whims [much like she had done herself often], so she sat back in a chair and smiled up at the stranger before playfully speaking. )
Aww I'm sorry, I'm out of singles but don't let that stop you from putting on a good show~
( even if she didn't know this person, that certainly wouldn't stop her from teasing them relentlessly. )
[ shamefully, he slips back into his role with far more ease than manuela. the older of the pair cannot even so much as wipe the surprise from her face as the younger steps nearer, the cameraman's quiet warning completely ignored. too caught up in the conflux of emotions the shock of his presence invokes in her, manuela can do little to hide the way her honey-colored eyes almost well up with tears.
does he know? does he know how greedily she clung to the refuge of this awful place, all for the chance of forgetting about a war he himself was fighting so diligently in. when she speaks his name again, it's with the same softness she had the last time they parted (exactly a month before she had found herself here, now almost three in total). ]
Ferdinand...
[ from his seat no more than ten feet away from the pair, that crewmember sputters out a low sound — something meant to sound like a clearing of his throat, but the donut crumbs make it far clumsier than intended.
it's enough to remind manuela where she is though. or rather, what they're meant to be doing. and for all that she wishes to pull ferdinand aside and — what? explain herself? urge him to turn away? — she recalls she is here . and on the stage, she has always taken care to be a professional. one worthy of her achievements. ]
You're too late. I've already submitted your marks. Your coach will come for your jacket soon enough, so I'd suggest enjoying it while you still can.
[ there is a pause — one entirely made for dramatic effect, though if it also allowed her to steel herself for her next lines, no one would know but manuela herself. ]
...If only you had paid as much attention to my lessons like you do my body. [ now, her voice lowers into something less stern. something almost suggestive, if one were inclined to listen for it. ] You would have surely been my star pupil then.
( after an exhausting month of the resort's endless heart beating and the diamond suits flaring up and having a plethora of issues, something as silly as pretending to be an actor for something as down right filthy as a porno was a breath of relief. reira herself had no qualms about the industry— if she did, her hiring of a sex worker back home would be down right hypocritical. while she wasn't too excited about the prospects of staring in a film, at least none of this would get to her own world where consequences actually mattered.
so she was willing to engage in the resort's whims and dress up. by the time kinich had approached her, she was in the middle of trying to avoid from spilling out of a rather sexy workout outfit. she had a roll of costume tape at her side, and while she was smiling bright at his offer to help—
her smile turned into a rather playful grin as he mentioned payment. something about this scene seemed to draw a bit of nostalgia for her but she decided to play along. for now. )
Payment? Oh but you see I'm just a newbie like yourself, I haven't accumulated any kind of money.
( liar— and hopefully he didn't see that little 'heart' marking in the center of her chest indicating she had been here for sometime without sex. )
How could I ever repay you for such a grand favor?
( despite feeling she was still young herself, reira had been assigned roles that commanded more of a instructor role, gently miffing her with each word the directors said. first she was a gym instructor, working out and guiding people with moves that were certainly far more seductive given the nature of this place.
by the time she had been pulled into another set, she was finally given a role that she felt suited her. the slutty cheerleader at school. it was a bit silly but given the nature of the place and her own suit gently starting to flare up, she had to play the part.
so by the time zack approached her, she was sitting at a desk, wearing a rather provocative outfit. she looked up at him and offered a soft smile before bolting up the moment he fell. )
Oh my gosh, are you okay?
( she immediately went to his side to gently touch his back, looking around to see if there was a first aid kit around just in case. )
[ it's a little insulting, actually, to be saddled with the role of some pent-up housewife in this particular scenario, when manuela is the actual physician in real life. not that she needs a role that mirrors her actual life, but it's almost the principle of the thing, you know?
in any case, her hang-ups about the part have nothing to do with spike himself, who is just as much a victim to the assignments as she is. so when he greets her upon her entrance into the dressing room, she returns his cheesy line with a faint, wry quirk of her lips. ]
Soon enough, apparently.
[ rather selfishly, she's relieved to find him pleasing to look at. tall and fit, with the sort of look in his eyes that implies a mischief she could see herself delighting in. that certainly makes the prospect of their upcoming scene much easier to accept. ]
Do you mind, Doctor? [ not mocking, but teasing. perhaps even a little flirtatious. ] I believe the outfit I'm meant to wear for our scene is hanging on that rack behind you.
[ it's a sun dress, one size too small for her and on purpose. there are also a gaudy string of pearls strung along the hanger, as well as some espadrille wedges she's probably not meant to take off once during the entire scene. in the dress' pocket will be a large diamond ring, that she was explicitly told to wear on her left ring finger. props to really drive in the whole "middle-aged housewife" angle, certainly. ]
II. SPIN THE WHEEL [Rude doesn't spin the wheel for the additional payout, he just does it because he's not quite sure what to do being the introvert that he typically is. Making it work with someone he's never met before means he has to go in with a plan, but if it's anyone he's familiar with, it'll be less stressful to have to figure out logistics once he has some idea where the direction of the filming is going.
The wheel spins for a while, clicking softly as it slows, eventually landing on the word RIMMING in big bold letters making it difficult to mistake for any of the adjacent options. And while he still doesn't have a co-star assigned to him yet, he lingers around to see if there are any other unmatched actors waiting to perform for the camera. Or--any cameramen/women looking for actors. He's open to direction. Any script, any part, he'll try to trust the process.]
III. Wildcard (I'm chill and down to write whatever. All these prompts are fun. If you want to talk through anything, feel free to PM or hit me up at terrorate)
[By the end of all the filming, he and Reno have starred in more than a couple of productions each, and a good amount of them with each other. It only seems right for them to walk the red carpet together to see exactly how it all turned out in the end. The little gift bag was a nice touch, but Rude doesn't have the chance to look inside until they're seated and waiting for the first showing to start.
He's dressed nicely in a black suit and tie, no glasses on this time. Just fidgeting with the little vibrating object wired to a controller. He's not sure exactly what to do with it, but the theater is dark and the speakers are blasting whoever is moaning on screen loud enough that the sound of the vibration isn't even audible. Lucky for Rude, Reno is within arms reach. He reaches for one of his partner's thighs, pulling it away from the other one as he sits closer, showing him the toy wordlessly to see what he wants to do with it.]
( in an effort to catch her breath from all the chaos of costume dressing and acting, reira took some time to mindlessly scroll through all the resumes posted. she wasn't sure what to expect from them really, given this place had a tendency to autofill them, but there was something about dan's resume that left her rather curious.
namely the fact that the word 'dragon' seemed to be tossed around quite a bit in there. )
I don't want to assume, but either you really like dragons or you are one??
— premier night (if you don't mind another thread ♥)
( reira had arrived to the premiere of this particular movie a bit earlier than most, mainly to see what was going on, what free gifts were being offered, and if she recognized anyone else who had come here.
by the time hiyori came by and had made himself comfortable in his own seat, reira had been sitting not too far off. she had been tucked away at her own chair, mostly mindlessly scrolling through her watch as she wasn't too drawn to seeing pornographic films.
it was only when she heard a familiar voice that she peaked her head out and saw hiyori. she wasn't too sure if he would want her company again anytime soon given what had happened to him, but never being too shy, she eventually strolled over and took a free seat next to him, offering him some popcorn she had in hand. )
I know, they're so rude. They barely got any good shots of me in my own film. You'd think they'd actually be better at that kind of thing but what can you do?
[Hiyori's been having a rough time lately. But if there are two things guaranteed to make him feel better, those would be: 1) shopping, and 2) trying on cute clothes!
Of course, with the resort being the resort, he expected most of the film costumes to be rather tacky and not at all like the costumes he wears back home. Which is why he's so surprised to find one that screams "idol." Is it unnecessarily revealing? Sure is! But it's cute enough for him to try on and strike poses in, brandishing a prop microphone (which also doubles as a sex toy) and winking at his imagined audience. He's gotten so into the role that it's like he's been transported to a stage somewhere. In fact, he feels the irrepressible urge to sing, something he's never done while trying on clothes before. At this rate, he may just feel inspired to give a concert here and now!
Ah, but then some spoilsport has to rudely go and interrupt his solo modeling sesh.
Hiyori turns and frowns at the other boy, hands settling on his hips.]
I don't like your language, or your bossy tone!
[Yes, he had to register his distaste there, even though he's heard much worse in his year-plus of being trapped in the resort. But then he properly looks at Yato, eyes trailing briefly lower as he takes in the full extent of the costume, and his expression turns from one of disapproval to one of sympathy.]
I do see why you'd want to take it off, though. What on Earth possessed you to try that on?
(god, did he really not expect to make that much of a blunder. but it does add to entertainment for those shooting the scene while he lays there, the role he was given is something that suits him for a reason. zack even was just laying there for a second before shifting to look up at her properly. well. good news, she's more concerned than laughing.
bad news, she's cute, and he just made himself look like a laughingstock. it could be worse, he guesses, this could have been someone he knew. but it doesn't stop him from smiling again despite himself. as long as it works.)
I should be! Can't say it didn't cause me to take a hit to my pride for a second there.
(zack could only laugh, wide smile and bright blue eyes on this girl. he almost felt bad for her to be stuck in that uniform, but they likely insisted on it while letting him have the more classic look to his costume. somewhat. the uniform brings out his muscles enough, his tank top on beneath it did, anyway, while he shifts to sit up next.)
So, come here often~?
(....zack, really? though it's his natural charm, he can turn it on without thinking and turn even the most oppressive atmospheres into something infectiously happy.)
[ This is hardly the sort of role that Ferdinand would dream of sharing with Manuela under normal circumstances. Yes, as a teenager, he dreamed of the day that he might share a dance with her, sing a duet with her, or even be so fortunate as to bask in her resplendent performance. But the reality of the situation does little to dim the starstruck glimmer in his eyes.
It's hard for Ferdinand to insert himself into the role of a struggling student, given how diligent of one he had been. But the role of a student falling for a teacher, for this teacher? That's infinitely easier for him to imagine. Perhaps it's silly of him — he had been told, after all, that the plot was merely a flimsy excuse to put two actors into an intimate situation — but he can't put his heart into it without some sort of connection. With Manuela, that wouldn't even remotely be a concern.
He swallows the nervous lump in his throat as he walks to her desk, trying to focus on the role at hand. Is her line an ad libbed response to set the scene? Or has she caught on to those little glances of his over the years? ]
Yours is the only class to give me this amount of trouble, and it has nothing to do with how you teach.
[ The knot in his chest grows a little tighter, and as he puts his hand on her desk, he finds himself drawing upon his own experiences. More specifically, his experiences with her. ]
I try to pay attention, but whenever I look at you, all I can think about... [ He takes in a quick breath to soothe his nerves. He has to bring himself to be a bit more suggestive than he would like, but that doesn't mean he isn't also being honest. ] All I can think about is how if I had to choose between giving my all on the field and giving it to you instead... I would throw away this jacket right now.
[ Yes, throw away the jacket. What sort of idiot student would choose some silly game over a woman like Manuela? In one swift movement, Ferdinand pulls the jacket off of his shoulders and throws it to the floor in a most dramatic fashion. It's meant to be a bold declaration, like the hero of an opera declaring his intention to marry the diva's character even despite the odds. But it's undercut somewhat by how tight the shirt underneath is, hugging every last muscle on Ferdinand's chest and stomach and leaving precious little to the imagination.
The editors will probably have to cut out the sound of a crewmember nearly choking on donut crumbs. ]
[If there's one thing Yato's noticing, it's that there's something suspicious about these clothes they're being offered. More than once he's seen people acting out the roles of their costumes, getting so into it that it beggars belief that they could ALL be so chill and into it. So he catches on that there's some magic or such going on. Not enjoying the thought of being influenced by his hasty clothing choice, he tries to remove it to no avail.
That's when he "asks" for help, interrupting Hiyori's fun time. At being scolded, Yato sheepishly hunches up his shoulders and glances away, trying to ignore how the other guy has to look at him in this getup.]
S-Sorry.
[It's said awkwardly and somewhat grudgingly, like he's not used to apologies. But desperate times require drastic actions. If he has to apologize or beg, then dammit, so be it! His pride isn't so weak as to crumble from a little humbling behavior.]
Ugh... I dunno. I guess I was just desperate to get something on so I wasn't stuck wearing a skimpy robe.
[Although a skimpy outfit like this is hardly better. Maybe he did kinda want to play dress up, but like hell is he admitting it!]
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