【 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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[ it's incredibly kind of caleb to think of dan heng's comfort, his privacy. such things are rare in a place like this, where the house is always pushing them to give more of themselves, all of themselves - that caleb closes the curtain despite the fact that this is very much a pornography set speaks volumes, a testament to his kindness, care, and consideration.
dan heng's expression softens, gentling considerably. ]
Thank you.
[ both for the help, and for the curtain.
turning forward again, dan heng continues to hold his hair over his shoulder while caleb works, carefully undoing and loosening the ties down his back until the garment begins to fall slack, though of course it will not slide off entirely on its own, or by dan heng's hands. he is very much at caleb's mercy here, and the intimacy of the moment is not lost on dan heng, tension hanging thick in the air, a shiver coursing down his spine when caleb's fingertips brush low on his back, where skin gives way to the meatier scales that form the base of his tail. ]
Oh - [ the novels, right. dan heng clears his throat. ] - well. I enjoyed Dragon's Breath, if you are familiar with that one.
[ a scandalous tale about a dragon and the princess it has captured, rather cliche in nature, until the prince that is meant to slay the dragon instead beds it, and the three fall into a lovely little poly relationship. the kink is top tier. ]
[He'd fought a vampire not too long ago and he left the fight having to be carried home by his opponent (and close friend), but he's almost certain that guy had been holding back to not hurt him.
So she's probably right about needing to get in practice first. Especially if she's as good a she sounds. While she's a little bit cocky, she doesn't lack the confidence, so he's sure she could easily destroy his face if she really wanted to--]
Oh..wow.. Wow. [He has to get out of the chair to lean in close to the mirror. The make up wasn't much but where she did add drama and a spooky kind of sexiness were his eyes. Vanitas nods in approval, laughing at his reflection.] I look like I feast on the blood of virgins. [Vanitas returns to the chair, looking over at her.]
Ah, yes. I'll let you know if I'm into it if it happens, but I'm not going to go out of my way to be your punching bag. That wouldn't be any fun for you.
["Twenty or twenty five years ago." Yep, that's pretty old!
But that's hardly the concerning thing here. The teacher idea occurs to him too, but nothing about Keita's outfit screams "teacher" (nor, of course, is he painted blue to look like an alien invader.) He's just here to observe, he says. Which causes Hiyori to look at him in unflattering disbelief for several long moments.]
....... er.
[He stares. Blankly.
Did Rinne's middle-aged husband just confess that he wants to watch schoolgirls mate with aliens? That's what he's into? If so, Hiyori would've been happier not knowing! And why does he sound so cheerful about it??
Then the truth hits him (or what he hopes is the truth, anyway).]
... that's right!
[He smacks his hands together as he figures it out!]
You said "moving pictures"! Those were after your time, so you want to research those! Correct?
[ Troy remembers his role is supposed to be a married man, so he picks up a ring from the assorted accessories on the make-up table set-up for him. He carefully observes the rings, opting for the simpler design to fit his humble teacher role. ]
The other directors told me that, they want us to have some freedom. Makes the acting more natural, they say. It's worked out pretty well for me so far. I never really acted before until now.
[ Troy chuckles, putting the ring on the appropriate figure and looking at himself in the mirror. He looks like a married man, plain with the way he dresses, but there's no hiding those subtle scars on his face. Troy brings himself to look at the more interesting sight, also using the mirror's reflection to look at her. ]
I'm Troy - my actual name. What should I call you?
If it's a popular role, they should've given this to anyone but me. I'm not cut out for this.
[ she's sworn that she'd thought they were going to some wedding back home, though -- that was the reason they even went to wuthering heights at all, right? but every time she tries to recall what happen her head would start hurting a little. ]
Promise not to laugh if I show you the stupid thing they made me wear?
[Yusuke has a lot to say about 'desecration of art'...]
I haven't met many other artists, so no, the thought didn't really cross me. I always worked alone as well, and considering I was attending art school, I didn't need to be a part of a club.
But I am not opposed to forming one here, if there are enough people interested in it.
Don't blame us engineers for a design problem. Your art school grads draw, we build.
[ Sure it's not as cut and dry in reality, since the practical side of things also affect the design. As someone who likes to dabble in construction as a hobby he knows this. But it's a porno, so he just instead looks at Rin and appreciates the way she looks. There's a subtle pause that made him break character for a moment. That mature vibe she exudes and how she makes that skirt look really nice, it got him good. ]
[Natori is pretty used to getting strong reactions from ayakashi once they realize he's an exorcist. Often they can tell just from his scent, or they figure it out once they realize he can see them. Their response is usually some combination of running away, cursing his wretched existence, or immediately trying to eat him, so in comparison, Broca's reaction is pretty subtle. Natori clocks it anyway, but facing exasperated sighs for revealing his occupation is just part and parcel of the job. Exorcists suck. No one wants to spend time around them. Natori knows he's not an exception.
So he just assumes Broca's got the common sense (if very ayakashi-coded) distaste for exorcists in general, rather than experience with one in particular.]
Well, I don't know if I'd claim to be an "expert." [The unstated "but": he still thinks he's right and nothing will change that. But then again, it also doesn't matter if the other people here believe him for now, so long as it doesn't get in the way of whatever they need to do to get out.] I can say this is the first time I've seen something affecting this many people. Is everyone in this place from another world, or whatever we're going to call it?
[ Maomao appreciates not being ogled, granted, there isn't much there to ogle. Unless one happens to be into stick figures. ]
Right? [ Though she supposes strip poker is an option somewhere in the casino. ]
Well, if it's only your mood that is unwell, I suppose I can't be of much help. [ She pauses, considering her words for a moment. ] Unless it happens to be your suit acting up.
[ She's probably on the verge of her own suit becoming a problem, but she'll continue to ignore it until it becomes too much. Her mark, which is clearly visible on her right outer thigh, is made up of a spade with a cat's eye at its center, a mortar and pestle to one side, and some flowers to the other, is edging more toward black than grey. ]
[ she's (un)fortunately got his attention now, which is honestly so novel, given that he normally doesn't care. but take away his weapons and his equipment and you get whatever this is — all his focus directed to delicate strings of pearl and gold, gauzy iridescent lace snagging his gaze whenever he thinks of looking away. the pink hair's a nice touch, cascading in rippling waves to complete a tempting picture. a siren, indeed. ]
I got here first. [ and, if this place is to be believed, it's not like he can go very far. he leans forward to brace his elbows against his knees, reaching out to reclaim his canteen. ] You're intruding.
[Oh. Well. Maybe she is glad she saved the stranger. Though it would be considered rude to stare at her for an extensive period of time. Maybe poking his eyes out would have been deserved.
Either way, she has a right to be upset with the whole situation.]
Do you even like the dress? [Like aside the fact that it doesn’t fit, maybe it was not the right style either.] Would you like help finding something else?
Crime Syndicate Princess. Like... the spoiled rotten daughter of a mega-rich criminal, or something.
[ It couldn't be a stranger fit: Her as a doted-on brat whose biggest worry is not having champagne on ice. How is she supposed to channel that kind of energy? ]
( now, now. what does he think he's reaching for? this is hers now. it was kind of him to share, but he was also happy to ignore her until she made herself his problem.
so! a problem she will be.
she could just swat his hand away. it'd get her point across rather well. but instead, she swipes to grab his wrist to keep it from even touching the metal of the canteen, pinning it there while she so sweetly regards him. she doesn't know he's a weaponsmith, but as a swordsman she has plenty of confidence in her grip.
indelicate, perhaps, compared to the fine fabric and the thin chain that would undoubtably snap at the slightest pull. it doesn't fit the image of the dainty and frail, but that's okay.
there's reason why seafarers and their legends warn all others of their fierceness in all other aspect besides their looks and song. )
And yet here you are staring.
( which she doesn't mind. in fact? she's thriving under that stellar focus. )
[ that's a firm grip — firmer than he expected, given her appearance. but if he looks closer, past the frills and lace and chains, there's the definition of muscle in her abdomen and arms; callouses along her palms and fingers that he recognizes from swordsmanship. you don't get callouses like that outside of years of training. interesting.
since she's denying him his water, which was his to begin with, he decides to go for the next best thing: his fingers shift to wrap around her arm, just enough to get a grip before tugging her closer. it's not enough to get her to topple off her perch, but close enough where, if he were to lean in a little more, they'd be nose to nose. ]
You don't like it? [ staring, he means. and since he's dropped all pretenses now, he doesn't bother to hide it anymore, reaching up with his free hand to carefully test the give of that thin chain. ] That's what you wanted, isn't it.
[There's definitely a side eye happening here. Hard to see, given the ruby quartz sunglasses covering Scott's face, but it sure is happening. He just hopes that through all his practice of giving that look to others since coming here, it can still be felt. Hiyori seems like a decent guy, but also he can feel his exasperation rising. Jeez, does he have to be so happy about all this?
Grumble.
Probably doesn't help with the wrinkles. Nor the turned-down lips.]
So, they're planning to dress me up as a superhero later on. [Which.] And uh, that is... sort of my job already? And I don't wear makeup when I train with my friends or anything. Wouldn't it be a distraction?
[Get in the way?? Having all that makeup run down his face after building up a sweat? Feels like it would just be a waste for everyone involved. Granted, he's probably not going to do a bunch of training when he's 'acting' out this role.]
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