【 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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[ she seeks him out because of course she does. sylus had the misfortune to endear himself to manuela, which means he has earned her nosiness, and when she catches wind of "that pretty but grumpy tall guy" out sulking in between shoots, she takes it upon herself to retrieve their grouchy elf ranger.
manuela, quite unfortunately, was not given the role of queen or princess, as one might have expected. (what? manuela counts as the "one.") instead, sylus will find her trudging into his pity party wearing the heavy white robes of the party's gandalf............ thoroughly unflattering in every way, but at least they spared her the big beard. ]
Now what is this?
[ listen, manuela's the last person to judge someone for their choice of depression den (like, she Gets It) but when it so happens to be a literal cave... ]
Couldn't you have chosen someplace cozier? Less damp?
[The make-up crew and paparazzi have been a true annoyance over the course of things. For her own roles in a few pieces she's been forced onto the red carpet, under the abrasive lights of the cameras, and the darkness of the theater is ultimately a comfort to her. The content of the movies is distasteful, sure, but so long as she stays in the dark she avoids the strain of public attention.]
[Clara watches those films with her hands folded politely over her lap. Her hair has been brushed and curled. She at least chose the offered dress with the most fabric covering it and, of course, all black. In the darkest moments of the film only her pale skin is visible with the tiny sliver of reflected light. The rest of her blends into the void of the room's darkness and she's fine with that.]
[She would sit in silence but it becomes clear that... someone is a critic.]
[Charlie had warned her that some people weren't as secretive as their own kind. The actor profile she had skimmed over earlier in the week made it clear. Aurelia, the woman who had helped her with her little bone collection, was a vampire. Vampire encompassed a wide range of characteristics, though, and even two kindred could be wildly different depending on their clan.]
[So, why not play innocent and collect information? She's mentally noting down things Aurelia complains about but eventually is brave enough to start asking questions. She scribbles on the armrest and the Watch pops up a little glowing screen to type her question. She was never taught not to use phones in the theater, sorry.]
Is it OK for that vampire to be in a church?
[the digital-blue tinged question illuminates them from below]
But soon enough there's a knock on the door. It's Red! Dressed in a very slinky sort of sequined evening dress, but it's what was in her trailer. She's a little awkward in it, but managing. ]
[ And for the first few seconds, Makoto is also wondering why someone had just ruined her take. Her head whips around, tail angrily lashing behind her as she scanned the surrounding faces to see who'd had the audacity to interrupt the Dragon Lord--
[ Wait, she knows that voice. ]
Akira?!
[ As soon as she sees him, her entire demeanor changes. The arms akimbo bravado she'd been carrying herself with drains away in an instant, replaced with an even mix of relief and confusion. Forgetting the scene entirely, she quickly jogs across the set towards the familiar face. Her eyes stay fixed on him as she closes the distance - scrutinizing him for out-of-place details that might suggest it wasn't actually him, while also looking for any sign of injury or mistreatment that he might have suffered to confirm he was alright if it was. ]
Is it really you?
[ It looked and sounded like him, but everything she'd seen up to his point had been so surreal ... ]
[This customer does not seem happy at the beginning of it all. Perhaps it has to do with the person escorting her, explaining "the vision" to Yato, and making several disparaging comments about how the material is good but how plain and neglected she looks. The dour expression of the woman seems to sharpen to daggers every now and then before redirecting to his her obvious distaste.]
[but, like, she is kind of a mess. There are knots and tangles in her hair that require some serious work. Some are buried only a layer of half-brushed hair and the quick realization that any illusion of volume was simply caused by a hidden rat's nest. She doesn't flinch at any of the work done to undo it, though. She may have directed hateful looks at the director but Yato won't earn and ire just by doing his job.]
[And, slowly but surely, the wafting scent of the hairspray is getting to her. It may not show on her face but it's making her a lot more tolerable to sitting there.]
... is it, [a very soft voice, that ironically matches the director's vision of an innocent Snow White more than the rat's nest he dragged it,]
Very cute. [The sweeping curls do de-age her, and she naturally sits up a bit straighter in her seat to match the image presented to her in the mirror.]
SHORT FILMS [ Why had he agreed to help with any of these? He doesn't particularly enjoy this kind of spotlight, and neither is he an actor—even his appreciation for the art form is shaky at best. The answer, then, can only come down to earnings. Though he's carved out a rather stable living that far exceeded life on the run back in his original world, remaining in the lower ranks means that he's usually one ill-considered purchase or one bout of property destruction away from regular meals of convenience store instant ramen again.
Unfortunately for the director's vision and any would-be partners, Tomura isn't a particularly great actor. His heart doesn't seem to be in any of these roles, it's all very go, girl, give us nothing. Set hands usually end up scurrying about to find someone he can vaguely carry a scene with, and the directors even set up a screen off-camera to display prompts or lines, which at least help to make him passable. Fortunately, the acting isn't the point of all these "home movies." ]
1. I used to be an RPG streamer, but...
Hi, my... sweet little starlings.
[ In addition to his deadpan delivery style, Tomura seems to leak barely-concealed, seething hatred for the script, leading to frequent pauses where he frowns heavily and his jaw clenches. For this little shoot, he's been outfitted in what can only be described as an e-girl style: a pink-and-black graphic tee featuring a generic anime girl, black shorts, striped socks, and the entire ensemble topped off with a set of those much-beloved cat ear headphones. Someone has even generously pulled up his hair up into a "messy bun." It is, to the stylist's credit, a much better outfit than what he usually wears! ]
As you all know, I'm the streamer Kiberitateha, or just "Tati." I used to be an RPG streamer back home before discovering the... wonderful world of the Golden Peacock. Today we'll be playing the erotic horror game, Vixen Vampyre coVen.
[ Vixen Vampyre coVen seems to be an actual, functional, Golden Peacock™ brand game. At the very least, it's playing on his monitor, along with a "chat" that seems to be mostly gibberish. A small scroller at the very bottom feeds him the script and relevant prompts. The rest of the set is generous and tailored to the scene: the crew has taken over a spare room in the resort, throwing in beanbag chairs, posters, and fairy lights to a populate a room that's otherwise sparse aside from a bed. The main set piece is, of course, the computer desk, fully outfitted with a gaming setup with plenty of neon lights, and an ergonomic chair. It's actually rather enviable. Could he manage to carry all this back to the basement with him? ]
As you all voted last week, the penalty for this game is... I have to cum once for every time I die—uh, "get sucked dry" during my playthrough... So to help me out, I decided to invite a special guest to the stream. Wanna introduce yourself to chat?
2. My neighbor is a master-rank challenger!
[ Somehow, among the multitude of directors milling about, one at last seems to have chosen a role Tomura is somewhat decent at. He finds himself in yet another graphic tee (this time advertising G-Energy™) and a simple pair of ripped jeans, reclining on a couch next to his... "co-star." The "mentee" he's meant to coach into climbing rank in hit MOBA, Syndicate of Stars, so they can fulfill their lifelong dream of being a famous pro gamer. This comes to him easily enough—in fact, one might say too easily, since he's completely disregarding any prompts that come up, gluing his eyes instead to the match playing out on the TV screen. The only positive that might be said as far as "developing tension" is that he occasionally reaches over and takes charge of the controller to make adjustments. ]
No, see, you're still engaging too early before your ults are available, but Lycarin is too squishy for that. You should pick off minor enemies first before trying to hit any PCs, and if you run into any in early game, it's better to evade. So get out of there for now and hunt down the weaker monsters first.
[ He's taking the gaming lessons pretty seriously. Completely ignoring the scribbled white board being held up behind the camera, reading 'Get closer on the couch!' ]
3. Ruin: Defeat at the hands of my arch-nemesis!!
I'm impressed you've made it this far... hero.
[ Perhaps this deadpan voice actually suits the "Demon Lord." This location is the most extravagant by far, a "throne room" tucked away into a "castle" laid in stones. It feels strangely reminiscent of the Paranormal Liberation Front as he peers down the steps at his co-star, who's decked out like an adventuring hero. Tomura himself is draped in a luxurious red cloak, falling over his shoulders and much of the mostly cushioned wooden chair, carved to resemble a throne. His black shirt is "tastefully" torn to reveal his chest and the straps of a leather-and-chain harness beneath, while his pants are tucked into a pair of heeled boots just below the knee. The costuming division had also done something to him, which enabled the growth of a pair of curved, black horns at the top of his head and a stereotypical, forked devil's tail. Strangely enough, he can even feel through them, though he supposes, after that Springtime event, it's not without precedent.
Seated improperly sideways on the makeshift throne, so that one leg is thrown over the armrest, the forked tail flicks. From above the fist propping up his cheek, his eyes skim the prompt screen before flickering back down to the "hero." ]
Do you really think you can defeat me?
[ ooc: i'm mostly feeling these silly tropey porn scenarios, so that's what these prompts are geared toward! the nsfw is fairly baked-in, so my request is that characters tagging in be over 18. i'm flexible on the inclusion of specific kinks (aside from filming, which i guess is a default here), so feel free to throw in your own twists. for reference, my kinklist is here. wildcards welcome, especially more bad short porno plots. ]
[To his credit, Yato frowns throughout the entire explanation, clearly not caring for the terminology being used and the demeaning remarks directed towards his latest client. There's no need for such language, to be so harsh on someone who's clearly having a bad time of it as is. Besides, it's incredibly insulting, which he takes offense to!
Admittedly, there's plenty of room for improvement just in the basic care department, which he can and happily does, being ever so gentle and taking his time to get every tangle, every knot picked free without pulling. Even if it takes them the better part of an hour, he gets the job done with only the rare tug, coupled instantly with apologies.
Finally though, they manage to get some semblance of order into the curly mess of hair, bringing back some of the luster and bounce to give it a more healthy appearance than was initially obvious. Very pleased with the job, he beams, gently floofing her hair up to show how light it is now.]
It is! [Carefully he goes through her hair once more to ensure that every single tangle is out, then he steps around to the side, resting a light hand on her shoulder.]
I think so too. It was a bit out of control there at first, but we got it taken care of. Thanks for being so patient with me. [Since in his mind, it was a team effort. He's just glad to see her seeming in a bit better mood.]
[He's happy to sit together, even if it means the tabloids will soon be running some story about how Queen Reira was caught getting hot and heavy with the actor Hiyori Tomoe at the premiere of his film Star Warblers. (And how they were also seen together just last month at the Smoked Egg. A date in a dark smoke lounge, followed by a date in a dark theater?? Smells like an affair, alright!)]
Seriously?
[He sounds shocked. And then he sounds offended, puffing up with indignation on both of their behalf's.]
Why, that's awful. They have absolutely no idea how to treat professionals. As a Queen, you should file a royal complaint! Or better yet, say "Off with their heads!"
[He then glances back at the screen. The dramatic confrontation is still ongoing, but has the camera transitioned to focusing on his face even once?
Nope. It's still on his butt, even as he delivers such piercing lines as this:
"That egg represents the future. It's one I nurtured with my very own hands. And when it hatches into a beautiful gemstone bird, I'll be the one to raise that, too! Which is why I absolutely refuse to surrender it!"
[Aak was also padding his finances but he was a much more enthusiastic participant. The wide range of silly scenarios being passionately pushed by their directors entertains him. And watching the director slowly tear his hair out over one of the lead actor's complete focus on the game? That's just the cherry on the top.]
Aw, but he's so defenseless-lookin'! [Aak was always more of an FPS kind of guy so even if he is trying there's plenty to be corrected. Plus, he's not the type to focus at the expense of everything else, still sparing looks to where the crew is desperately trying to get the eroticism back in.]
[The Feline scooches closer, arm pressed up against Tomura's arm. Even if it's not seductive it's at least familiarity. It's progress, it's something, while the sound of sticks clicking fills any dead air. He's been dressed in a Sponsor-branded tank top and some short-shorts for the "role." ]
If I get early kills I can snowball, right? What if I take him from behind?
[He does intend to try and make the director's dream come true. Eventually. The innuendo is a start. Right now, though, it is truly no different than if the two got together to play video games on a normal day. Not that they ever did, aside from chance run-ins at Chickadee's.]
[ the church itself is far larger and more extravagant than anything sein has seen thus far — but that really isn't saying much when (up until recently) he hasn't ventured much farther than the woods surrounding his quiet little village. extravagance seems to be the name of the game as far as this hotel is concerned, and they have certainly not spared any expense in this particular set. from tall, marble pillars and wide, stained-glass windows, there isn't an inch of this "church" that didn't embody all that is meant to be holy and reverent.
and yet.
if sein were to think long enough about it, if he let himself spare enough energy to look into the finer details, he could find more than enough to criticize. the floors are too shiny, the pews too polished. everything about the church was too new and pristine, showing no hint of the care and attention a place like this is supposed to carry. it should feel welcoming, and warm. not untouchable and reserved.
he has to think, if this is truly what the church is like in other worlds, he can see why people would be so quick to desecrate it with parodies like... this.
his eyes flicker towards the sheet of paper that's meant to serve as some kind of script or guide. he reads Allow me to help you, my child once and decides that's enough of that, actually. ]
Silly is a very kind way of putting it. [ there is humor in his voice, milder and much softer now that he doesn't have to put on any fronts. ] Unfortunately, I don't think they'll consider paying us unless we do.
[ he thumbs along one of the beads in his rosary prop, wishing they'd just given him his cigarettes instead. ]
But if you're not interested in that [ in this, ] I think I can create a big enough distraction for you to get away.
[ a lot of the wood here looks mighty flammable, after all. ]
Reno || Final Fantasy VII Franchise || 8 of ♦️ || current character
• very flexible • no gag reflex • good with his tongue • down to do basically everything
II. - Costume Departmen
II. A: Pick out your duds
[Reno browses the costume section, not sure what to pick just yet. His role this time is only in the background in a sex club, so he can basically pick whatever. His fingers brush over the different fabrics, sometimes pulling one outfit out with its hanger, then putting it back again. Nothing really catches his eye, and when something does, he can’t really decide.
Eventually, he has three outfits in his hands, holding each one to his body in the mirror standing to one side of the room, still undecided. When he hears steps approaching, he looks over his shoulder.]
Hey, wanna help me pick an outfit?
II. B: All dolled up
[He shouldn’t have said that he has a little experience with makeup due to having to doll himself up for missions, or because he sometimes likes to wear mascara and kajal around his eyes when partying to make them stand out even more.
But now he has been reigned in by the staff to help out since they are short handed, and he arrives at the waiting actor with a kit he was provided with, picking out a few brushes that seem suitable for what he has in mind.]
Okay, now, what can I do for ya?
III. - Spin the wheel
[This time around, Reno wants to spice things up a bit when applying for a role, and he decides to spin the wheel just for the fun of it. He watches the colors fly by, yellows and greens, all becoming one as it spins, until it slows and eventually comes to a hold at … degradation. He can’t help but grin in excitement, because at least when he is at the receiving end, he very much enjoys this kink, so he’s hopefully up for a good time, once another actor shows up, or someone to guide him to set.]
IV. - Lord of the Wings
IV. A - Dragon
[He flaps his red wings and swings his large, scaly tail, getting impatient. It’s about time for the next “sacrifice” to arrive soon, and Reno hopes that this time it will finally be someone who will satisfy him enough.
So far, none has managed the feat of actually getting Reno anywhere near exhaustion, so this time, he hopes that he will be in luck, or else he will demand for someone else to show up soon.
When he hears footsteps approaching, he shifts into his human form, only red shiny scales remaining on his cheekbones, the long hair and flowy outfit adorned with jewels, just like the rest of his cave. Crossing his legs and staring at the entrance, he shows his sharp canines when finally someone approaches.]
“Now, look who we have here. You think you’re up for the task?”
IV. B - Adventurer
[Too many people have vanished at this point, too many were needlessly sacrificed, never to be seen again. The dragon demands and demands, every month without fail, and someone else is picked to follow in the footsteps of every bride before them. Done with sacrificing their village, the people finally have enough and a bounty is set.
Reno scratches his chin and readjust the daggers on the leather belt he’s wearing, tapping his foot as he studies the posters at the village’s entry, searching for help. Oh, what a grin spreads over his lips as he spots the high payout the village has put out for stopping the dragon, no matter how.
Ripping it from the board, he quickly returns to the rest of his companions, holding up the yellowed paper.]
So, who’s up for hunting a dragon, hm?
IV. C - Magical Dangers
[One of these days Reno will learn to be more careful, or to at least tell someone where he’s going, but curiosity has always been one of his vices, and his lust for adventure another.
So of course he explores the set after hours, curious what else might be here to see, and what can be found when not hundreds of people stand or run around like busy bees.
He finds himself in the beautifully decorated part, which he remembers is the fairy forest. He pushes forward, wanting to take a closer look at some of the flowers that grow here. Lowering himself to admire them, the flower suddenly moves and a huge amount of pollen is blown right into his face, causing him to cough and almost choke. But worst of all, of course this is making him horny, and desperately so. Of course the resort would have something like this in store …]
V. - Star Warbler
V. A - Palm Warbler Captain
[Another role for Reno, this time he finds himself as a prisoner in a cell, playing the Palm Warbler Captain, being caught after yet another horrible battle. He looks around, being all alone in the cell they hold him in, with no one else here to share his fate with.
But once his eyes search for the only light source, the bars to the front of his cell, he find someone watching him closely, and a closer look at the insignia on the Pine Warbler uniform the other person spots, he realizes that it must be their Lieutenant, who is personally keeping an eye on him.]
Heh, like watcha see?
V. B - Torture bots
[He should’ve maybe not tried to annoy the guards that were taking turns keeping watch on him as much as he did, by either insulting them or teasing them with flirts, but that’s simply his nature. Maybe his attempts of breaking out and fleeing also didn’t help, but eventually one of the guards shows up and drags him along into another room, where he’s presented with a machine that makes Reno’s eyebrow rise, though he’s not sure if it’s in a good way or not.
The machines, robots basically, do carry vibrators, lube, dildos, whatever sex toy one can think of. And Reno is almost sure that he knows where this is going.]
You guys could at least buy me dinner first!
[He calls after the warden, but he doubts that this is appreciated either]
V. C - Gemstone Egg
[Finally free and running alongside the captain, Reno chases through the hallways, following the other’s instructions of where to go. Their goal is the lab, and the Gemstone egg that’s stored there, to have a sort of leverage for this stupid war to finally end.
However, the moment they reach for the egg, something rushes through Reno, causing hot and cold flashes, and a heat between his legs to settle that makes him look at the captain with a hunger in his eyes that is rarely seen before. ]
VI. - Short films
[Reno doesn’t even try to hide that he very much enjoys filming these movies, not caring if anyone is watching him or not; and hey, he gets his own porn movies in the process, so what’s not to like?
Arriving on set, he grabs the script and flips through it, eventually looking at his co-star.
So, what trope will it be today?
VII. - Wildcard
Wanna do anything else with Reno that hasn't gotten a starter prompt above? Or something completely different? Feel free to just throw that starter at me, PM me about it or hit me up on my plurk: EnigmaInTheDust! Here is Reno's kink list, but generally almost everything, as long as it's not in the no section is possible. I promise I don't bite, but I can't guarantee for Reno ;)
[Reno sits on the floor of their shared room and flips through the script that he's been given for himself, the one for Rude already handed off to him to give him the chance to also read it.
There aren't a lot of pages anyway, the non-existing plot not even thinly veiled, and most of it is improv anyway. Plus of course the sex. But he likes the premise, at least it sounds like fun, and maybe like a way to make Rude blush at least a little.]
Hey, remember what I told ya 'bout Zoro? How he wanted to watch us having sex at some point? How 'bout we ask him to film this for us? Could be an opportunity, don't ya think?
• Power dynamics (switch) • Semi-public sex/Risk of Discovery • Lingerie • Bondage • Spanking
SPECIAL SKILLS
• Speaks four languages fluently, with proficiency in additional languages Cunning linguist • Accounting, financial investment, complex mental calculations Spreading sheets • Firearms training Gunplay • Fire manipulation
I. Costume Department
A: Dress-Up Darling (Gen/NSFW) [ Topaz has worn many outfits, but very few deviate from suits, easy to zip up formal dresses, her IPC uniform, or, more recently, athleisure wear. Corsetry is confounding, and many layered gowns are a giant question mark. The lingerie-esque costumes barely held together with ties are even more confusing. ]
Hey, question: How am I supposed to put this on?
B: Dolled Up (Gen) [ All the professional makeup artists are busy. Even people with the most flawless complexions need makeup to be camera-ready but carving out contours and adding color back to a face that'll get washed out in soundstage lights is way above her skill levels. She knows... graphic eyeliner? That's about it. If she notices someone who seems to know what they're doing, she'll come over. ]
Mind helping me out with this stuff? I don't know what to do.
II. Lord of the Wings
THERAPANGO [ After being separated, the band of adventuring warriors find Beastmaster Topaz once more. She is lying on the ground, under the Therapango's effect: Her gaze is fixed on a small coastal flower, which she's muttering her feelings to. ]
I mean, I admit my work-personal life balance back home was non-existent: I didn't have time to spend with friends, or take a vacation— a real vacation where I can just travel the stars and chat... But now I have too much free time, and so I try working, but the staff doesn't want me working. I feel so unproductive and...
[ The rambling continues until she's stopped. ]
III. Short Films
A: Aliens Probed Me! [ The vast emptiness of space can be seen from the window of what looks like a spaceship: there are various blinking panels, screens and things that go beep, all linked to a futuristic examination table. It's a cold metal slab with straps, to hold an unfortunate abducted human in.
For all the budget that went into what is probably a Medical Bay set for "Star Warblers," the costuming is much cheaper in contrast: Topaz steps on set wearing nothing more than a shiny spandex bikini and a headband with springy antennae topped with foam balls. With each turn of her head, the antennae bobble, occasionally smacking her in the face. Ignoring her co-star for a moment, she turns to the Director with a sour expression: ]
I'm gonna be real with you, this is lowkey offensive.
[ Despite her dissent, she's told to focus on the scene. After heaving a sigh, she says her lines with a tone so flat and annoyed it could probably kill someone's sex drive for the next ten years: ]
Greetings, human: I will be collecting your sexual fluids for analysis, conducting a thorough examination of your genitalia, followed by a practical study of copulation.
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.................................................. [ Her eye twitches a little as she grits out the last line of her monologue: ] Resistance is futile.
B: Big Titty Nun Needs Punishing [ As the TITular Big Titty Nun, Topaz is dressed in something resembling a nun's habit. Ish. If nun habits had high leg slits, a low neckline that highlights her cleavage and were constructed to cling to every curve. At least the opaque veil lends a hint of authenticity.
She kneels before a grand, gilded altar, hands clasped in penitence, a rosary tangled around her wrists. Costume possession helps with staying in character, allowing her to recite she would otherwise have no experience with. ]
C: Corporate Carnality [ A strict corporate director is a role she actually has experience with. Despite being petite, she appears imposing seated cross-legged in a leather office chair. The floor to ceiling windows behind her depicting a glittering cityscape at night make her look even more intimidating. A finger taps impatiently on an ornately carved dark wood desk as she stares her co-star down. ]
Another failure. I shouldn't have to tell you how disappointed I am. It seems the Compliance Officers' beatings weren't enough to drill Our expectations into you. Or were you hoping I'd discipline you myself?
D: Guard Tops Master in Bed [ Dripping in diamonds, with rings and bracelets glittering over buttery-soft black leather gloves, and a lush, pure-white fur coat draped over her shoulders that almost touches the floor, Topaz can't help wondering how Aventurine manages this on a regular basis. The white silk babydoll underneath is hardly enough to give an impression of modesty, leaving a gap of skin between its hem and the silk stockings held up by garters.
As the daughter of a crime lord, she's spoiled and bratty. She doesn't think twice about bossing around the guard assigned to protect her, testing their patience with her bad behavior. Unable to leave her luxurious suite, she decides to stir up trouble: She takes a sip of champagne, and when she's certain they're watching her, she pours the rest out onto the marble floor and drops the glass. She grins as it shatters. ]
Clean that up, won't you? Then get a bubble bath ready for me.
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[[ Info+Permissions here. For additional NSFW options, I'm open to a Lord of the Wings scene, Short films Hot for Teacher (with Topaz as either the teacher or student), Arranged Marriage Night, anything else church-related or scenarios based either on the roles listed in her Actor Resume. I'm happy to write starters, just tell me what sounds fun. ]]
[There are no hard feelings once the guy apologizes. At this point, Hiyori feels sorry for him! Especially when he hunches in on himself, his head hung in apparent shame.]
I think a robe would've looked rather more dignified, no matter how skimpy it is. But what's done is done, so...
[He smiles, tossing the vibrator-microphone aside. He still intends to sing, and giving up the microphone fills him with immediate yearning to have it back. But he'll get to the concert in a minute!]
You want out, right? First we'll start with this part.
[He reaches out with his gloved fingers, slipping them under the edges of that fake leather vest. Unlike when Yato was trying to get it off himself, it seems Hiyori's having no trouble pulling it off his shoulders. ... Huh.]
[Reno likes getting lost in the role he's playing, so once he is all dressed up as an incubus, sharp nails and teeth, a tail and wings, feet and hands painted black that turns into a dark red the further it goes down his arms, and nothing but some sheer layers of fabrics around his waist, and some jewellery wrapped around his upper body, connected to his nipple piercings and to the collar around his neck.
He has his legs crossed as he sits there on the altar in the middle of the church, giving a soft but amused chuckle at the man standing in front of him.]
Now now, who do we have here? A priest, now what a surprise, in a church~
In hindsight, yeah, I think you're right. Too late now, though.
[It's probably already apparent that Yato is new here, given his extreme discomfort and failure to realize that the outfits might play tricks on anyone wearing them, but he tries to explain anyway.]
If you don't mind... I just got here, so I was hoping to make a better impression, but ah well.
[He sounds more than a touch rueful, although he manages a smile at Hiyori for his help, doing as he's instructed by lifting his arms while glancing at the stupid vest. Finicky thing...! Why couldn't it have done that in the first place?!]
Man, this place is wild. Who would've thought you could get caught in something so damn skimpy? Does everybody have to watch out for such weird things?
[ let's all spare a round of prayers (lol see it's funny because sein's a priest—) for tomura, who could very well have been given an opportunity to really come into his own with this particular scenario. but the universe is an awful thing with a poor sense of humor, and just had to saddle the poor lad with a man so completely out of his depth with all this technology that it's actually kind of laughable.
if this shoot were meant to be some kind of comedy, there wouldn't be any issue at all.
as it is, sein has absolutely no clue what he's meant to do here other than the vague directions he'd been given right before stepping onto set ("Literally just fuck the guy until he can't stop cumming. Don't think too hard about it. Give it your best. Do you need a fluffer?") and even then it isn't really anything because, well. That's all the porn scenes, right? Fuck until someone shouts "cut!" (cut what?) and then do it again if someone decides what they're missing here is a better angle. it's in many ways monotonous and exhausting, but at least it's simple. but up until now, sein hadn't felt so thrown about the setting itself, that he finally feels a little overwhelmed by it all.
(also what the hell is a fluffer) ]
Hello, chat.
[ who the hell is chat? goddess help him he isn't even looking into the webcam. he doesn't even know what a webcam is. his gaze falls instead on the "mirrored" reflection of them on tomura's second screen, and so to the audience he just looks like he's staring off at something off-screen and thus thoroughly ruining the illusion of being an immersive experience.
at least he's in view. at least he fills out the get-up he's been assigned — dark, fitted slacks and an equally ubiquitous long-sleeve button-up that has of course been rolled up to just above his elbows. someone charmed his hotel watch to look flashier, and he's got a belt on with silver hardware that looks just as much as a prop as the bucket of toys tucked beneath tomora's desk. a veritable daddy, as his character had so helpfully been dubbed in the script.
which means he doesn't have one to give when he's prompted to introduce himself, which means he has to think quick or look like an idiot. ]
• boy next door • popular jock • action hero/warrior • eccentric millionaire • prince charming • deranged serial killer
KINKS & FETISHES
• battle • battle • battle
SPECIAL SKILLS
• cleaning, cooking, sewing, general homemaking • financial management • martial arts
𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝
[Mostly focused on tagging out, but I couldn't resist some fun network threads. Hit me up if you'd like to plot something specific to another prompt, I'm happy to do closed starters!]
( sure, he knows people are talking about him. it's not so often one sees a 190cm man dressed as a fae scowling and skulking around a fakeass movie set. he's really not hiding that he doesn't want to be in this place. the last thing he wants to do is be reminded of things in some random place that he still doesn't know much about. it almost feels like it's taunting him somehow and sylus doesn't like to be provoked.
but, anyway.
does manuela really want to be the one in a movie like this? really? sylus is pretty certain if she asked to be one of the brides, she could be. she's attractive enough for the role. and even in the billowy robes she's in now, she carries them well.
he hears her footfalls before she speaks; not that he knows it's her, even he's not that good to have footsteps memorized this quickly. and, well, he supposes it could be worse. but, he knows he isn't the greatest company now and doesn't feel like putting on his usual facade, so... yes, a cave was appropriate. sylus glances over his shoulder as she nears and there's an almost wry curve to the corner of his mouth. )
Not really, no. I'd rather not encourage coziness. ( he takes a breath and turns to face her properly, his mask moderately slightly possibly firmly in place. ) And what brings you here?
[He hasn't given the script a good look because the previous one didn't really require a lot of forethought. The two of them were able to get by on chemistry alone for obvious reasons, but when Reno speaks Rude stops shaving to look at him.]
What's the plot of this one? [Not that it's relevant to whether or not Zoro is the one filming it. But, that would be a way for him to watch without having to have a whole other person in the room while they went at it. This works better, in the end.]
That's fine with me. You moan louder with an audience.
[Of course Reno uses the chance to walk the red carpet with Rude, especially because he can now finally wear a little something that Rude wanted to see him in. All dolled up with his long hair open and black framed eyes that make the turquoise of them stand out even more, he is dressed in a long, red dress, with a deep cleavage, an open back, and two large slits to either side that just so stop in the middle of his hips. Seeing Rude's face upon stepping out of the bathroom like this has already been worth it.
So when Rude nudges him to show him the little present in their gift bag and has his legs pulled apart, a grins up at Rude and slides his dress just a little higher, so that he can slide Rude's hand a little higher, so that his fingers brush against the expensive lace slip he is wearing. He keeps his voice down, not because he has to over the noise of the movie playing, but because it feels like a little naughty secret, even though he's sure that a lot of the others are doing the exact same thing in their seats right now.]
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