【 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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[As someone who is normally a background character in most humans' lives, coming here has been one hell of a change for Yato, too. People can actually see him without him having to put in the effort, the resort's workers latch onto him like barnacles, determined to get him to play his part in their grand play. He's actually a bit bothered by how much attention he's gotten.
But instead of fighting it too much, he's decided to at least try to fulfill his duty and goal as a God of Fortune and Happiness by helping those who are also struggling. Even if that means simply doing a good job at their makeup and hair. Every little bit helps, right?
He can't help noticing her head following his hand, and after a moment's hesitation, he pats her head again, gently. He, too, is someone starved for affection, though he tries to hide it as best he can. (He does a poor job, though.)]
Mmm? [His smile grows wider as she starts to speak, and he leans in just in case she's the sort who has trouble speaking up. He's known people like that, too. Shy folks or ones who were just so nervous that communicating was difficult. Though at her praise, he lights up, nodding happily.]
You're more than welcome! I'm glad I didn't make the process any more of a hassle than it had to be. You look very nice, by the way.
[Which is true: she has a cute, charming appeal that's much easier to see now that her hair is bit more under control.]
[She's certainly happy that her unvoiced request is met. If she had to admit how happy it was she would want to lock herself in her room for a week. If someone saw her daring to look so quietly pleased-]
[-well, most people would leave it alone. There's at least one person, though, who would quickly use that as something to leverage. Her caution of that chance is lessening, though, being beaten by the satisfaction the feeling brings. If she admits she likes the touch, or if she dares admit it feeling good, she could also make the poor person stuck working as staff uncomfortable.]
[She can't have that and while she's considering how quickly she can find a way to ruin her hair on-set so she's sent back here instead- he suggests working on her make-up.]
Yes. [she answers far too quickly] Yes, that would be more comfortable than going to another person.
[Thankfully Yato's not the sort to push people to talk about things unprompted. He'll offer to let them, should they wish to, but won't force them to move outside their comfort zone. There's plenty of things he'd rather not get into as well, so it's only fair to give others the same respect.
Besides, awkward conversations suck. He prefers the breezy feel of casual ones where everybody is happy and relaxed, and feeling at ease with each other. That's his main goal in trying to strike up more dialogue between them.
He brightens at her agreement, happy to be able to help and also to spend a little more time with her. She seems nice and, if he's honest, like maybe she could use a friend. He's good at that, being friendly.]
Great! We'll get you set up, then, so we don't ruin your outfit.
[He takes one of the folded capes from a drawer and carefully tucks it over her shoulders, then puts a hand to his chin and tilts his head a bit, eyeing her critically.]
What do you think - would you prefer a more natural, neutral palette, or would you like something brighter? I think either would work.
[Ease were things that were familiar. Clara's easiest conversations came over practiced subjects or mutual goals. She was able to speak more clearly here, but, the fact that feelings were bubbling in the back of her mind kept her from being truly at ease. It is a refreshing kind of anxiety, though, the type of wanting someone's approval.]
[She keeps it there to hold back the wave of other thoughts, wanting to be touched, or wanting to be kissed, even though they're certainly there from the hairspray. It's certainly there as she loses a moment staring into his eyes when he lifts her chin.]
I'm sure the director has a preference. [although she has hardly an idea how make-up is used here, it's changed a lot from the trends of the 1910s,] But, [with just the two of them here, they don't have to pretend about what the director wants.]
I think I would like... whichever one you like better. I'd like to know what you like of a woman's face.
[While is shirks the idea of choosing for herself, she is trying to be straightforward with why she says it. It's an opportunity to learn something about him.]
[For his part, Yato's just glad there's not a huge crowd jostling them about or talking around them. He gets so nervous when it comes to socializing in groups that he can hardly speak. One-on-one is much easier, and allows for what he feels is more meaningful conversation.
Even after having inhaled some of the hairspray, Yato seems blissfully unaware of its effects, thinking that it's just that this sweet, innocent girl is tickling his fancy. That's the trouble with being new to this place: not knowing all the tricks the resort gets up to. But if it makes dealing with people easier, then he doesn't mind feeling slightly giddy as he gently turns Clara's head this way and that to get a good look at her.]
Well, poo on him, I say. What you want is more important, if you ask me. I want you to be comfortable out there. [Smiling again, he nods to himself before stepping back to pick up a makeup kit.]
In that case we'll go for natural with a pop of color! Just enough to stand out from your hair. How's that?
[Starting with, a bit of pink blush! Nothing glaringly bright, but a nice dusty rose color that blends nicely with her skin. Softly, he brushes some of the powder onto her cheeks, alternating so as not to go overboard on any one side.]
[To be comfortable out there... she can't imagine it, really. It's a brief reminder that once she finished here she's going to be pulled onto a set to film so strange sexual scene with a stranger. If only, her hazy mind thinks, she could have a partner like this stranger she's decided she likes.]
Mmhm. [a little, stiff nod before she tries not to ruin anything he might want to apply to her face.]
[Even the little addition of blush seems to work wonders. Clara was pale, even with the ability to mimic a living person's complexion. It mixes with her quietly lovestruck eyes to create the image of a shy, innocent woman. She definitely hasn't committed any murders in her life.]
... when I was younger, I practiced this kind of thing a lot. [How long ago "younger" was will be pointedly ignored. Back then she didn't look too different but it was decades ago and with a much different mindset.]
Not for myself. But I used to try much harder.
[If it wasn't obvious by the state she was walked in with, she rarely tried these days. Hair, make-up, all those aspects of presentation were things for other people.]
[It's something Yato's also trying not to think about, given how most of them probably don't want to be there in the first place, let alone shacking up with complete strangers for some porn film. There's something decidedly distasteful about the whole thing, but what can he do? He's unarmed and outnumbered, and as he's found out, this place has spooks and magic at play. Who knows what might happen if you kick up too much of as fuss.]
So far, so good! [He tries to encourage her in the hopes of getting a smile from her as there's more color to her skin and thus a more lively complexion. From what he can tell, she's cute and charming, if just somewhat shy, much like himself (yes, he thinks himself cute and charming, the dork.)]
Really? Was there any reason you stopped...? [He doesn't inquire about her age, having learned long ago never to ask that of a lady, but he does have to wonder why she ceased bothering to pretty herself up. The loss of someone, perhaps...? That seems a reasonable guess.
As is, though, he still feels that she should at least be in a state to be proud of herself. Makeup's not necessary for that, but taking care of her hair alone would do wonders, he feels. So for the time being, he continues with doting on her, switching to eye shadow once the blush seems enough.]
How about a hint of blue above your eyes? Just enough to draw people's attention to them.
[He hasn't proved himself uncute or uncharming in Clara's eyes. Admittedly, her suit's activation was making her more inclined to ignore the dorky aspect to it. She didn't need to be cynical about people who were cheery or sociable. She could simply envy and enjoy the warmth it provided.]
The person I was trying for, [she pauses, trying to find the right word for what happened. "We broke up," is too polite a way to put it, it leans too heavily on the idea they were ever equal. "He abandoned me," is something that invites a follow-up question she wasn't ready to answer.]
He wasn't worth it. [She settles on that. No amount of being pretty would keep his eyes focused on her. No amount of loyalty or emptying her head would win his favor. If only stopping her feelings for him were as simple as stopping applying make-up.]
I'd like blue, [Clara follows up quickly, not allowing any dead air for him to ask.]
I'd like to match your eyes. [Clear blue, like how the sky must look during the middle of the day, something she only saw in the simulations of the resort now.]
[While Clara searches for the words she wants, he continues applying the makeup carefully, pleased and a touch proud at how it seems to be working to bring out her natural beauty. Sometimes a little color goes a long way, and in her case, it's reminding him of spring starting to appear in the forests.]
Ah... Yeah, that's... unfortunate, but understandable. Sometimes people aren't. And sometimes you're just not compatible. I've had a lot of people like that in my life...
[He murmurs that last bit somewhat more quietly as he works, expression softening into one of regret and sadness. Yes... He wasn't compatible with most his partners. But he shakes that thought off, returning to smiling at her, especially once she decides on a color.]
Good choice--! [He manages to get that in before she goes and says that, causing him to blink for a moment, feeling his face heat up more intensely than it might have under normal circumstances. Damn that hairspray!]
My eyes, huh...? W-Well, they are a good blue color, if I can say so myself.
[Yet still he seems a touch bashful rather than boastful. Almost shy as he loads the brush with color and starts applying more heavily.]
[It should be natural that most people aren't compatible. The stronger a personality a person has the more they clash with the people around them. It was almost a miracle, really, to find someone truly compatible. She had given up hope of that, really.]
[A part of her does also wonder, though, how many failed relationships a person like this could have. If she were to estimate his age... well, perhaps he was just that popular? Popular but incompatible.]
They're very pretty. [For Clara, it was simply the truth, and she wanted to compliment them.]
Although, just finding someone pretty isn't compatibility...
[If she wanted to beat the odds, here, if she wanted to end up being the compatible person then she would need to figure out more about him. She can think about what she would have wanted out of her previous relationship. The man in front of her, though, was much different from Bruno. Exceptionally different.]
[It's a sentiment Yato knows well, having been through hundreds of battle partners throughout the years. Finding just one he really gels with has taken a good thousand years or so, and even they they but heads a lot. Strong personalities, indeed.
Unfortunately, he wasn't exactly popular with his partners, which is why so many of them quit or ditched him. But then, he's changed a lot in the last year or so, becoming someone more tolerable and understanding. (He hopes.)]
Ah, thanks... Yours are too, if you ask me. [He thinks she's quite fetching, honestly, once she's been tidied up a bit.]
No, definitely not. It's not about looks, but how well you get along with someone.
[He smiles at that, finishing up with the powder. Definitely nice looking - it makes her eyes stand out in a good way. Hopefully everything together will make her smile, as that would really bring out her natural beauty. Grinning a bit, he holds up a hand mirror for her, eagerly waiting for her judgement.]
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But instead of fighting it too much, he's decided to at least try to fulfill his duty and goal as a God of Fortune and Happiness by helping those who are also struggling. Even if that means simply doing a good job at their makeup and hair. Every little bit helps, right?
He can't help noticing her head following his hand, and after a moment's hesitation, he pats her head again, gently. He, too, is someone starved for affection, though he tries to hide it as best he can. (He does a poor job, though.)]
Mmm? [His smile grows wider as she starts to speak, and he leans in just in case she's the sort who has trouble speaking up. He's known people like that, too. Shy folks or ones who were just so nervous that communicating was difficult. Though at her praise, he lights up, nodding happily.]
You're more than welcome! I'm glad I didn't make the process any more of a hassle than it had to be. You look very nice, by the way.
[Which is true: she has a cute, charming appeal that's much easier to see now that her hair is bit more under control.]
Would you like me to do your makeup as well?
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[-well, most people would leave it alone. There's at least one person, though, who would quickly use that as something to leverage. Her caution of that chance is lessening, though, being beaten by the satisfaction the feeling brings. If she admits she likes the touch, or if she dares admit it feeling good, she could also make the poor person stuck working as staff uncomfortable.]
[She can't have that and while she's considering how quickly she can find a way to ruin her hair on-set so she's sent back here instead- he suggests working on her make-up.]
Yes. [she answers far too quickly] Yes, that would be more comfortable than going to another person.
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Besides, awkward conversations suck. He prefers the breezy feel of casual ones where everybody is happy and relaxed, and feeling at ease with each other. That's his main goal in trying to strike up more dialogue between them.
He brightens at her agreement, happy to be able to help and also to spend a little more time with her. She seems nice and, if he's honest, like maybe she could use a friend. He's good at that, being friendly.]
Great! We'll get you set up, then, so we don't ruin your outfit.
[He takes one of the folded capes from a drawer and carefully tucks it over her shoulders, then puts a hand to his chin and tilts his head a bit, eyeing her critically.]
What do you think - would you prefer a more natural, neutral palette, or would you like something brighter? I think either would work.
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[She keeps it there to hold back the wave of other thoughts, wanting to be touched, or wanting to be kissed, even though they're certainly there from the hairspray. It's certainly there as she loses a moment staring into his eyes when he lifts her chin.]
I'm sure the director has a preference. [although she has hardly an idea how make-up is used here, it's changed a lot from the trends of the 1910s,] But, [with just the two of them here, they don't have to pretend about what the director wants.]
I think I would like... whichever one you like better. I'd like to know what you like of a woman's face.
[While is shirks the idea of choosing for herself, she is trying to be straightforward with why she says it. It's an opportunity to learn something about him.]
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Even after having inhaled some of the hairspray, Yato seems blissfully unaware of its effects, thinking that it's just that this sweet, innocent girl is tickling his fancy. That's the trouble with being new to this place: not knowing all the tricks the resort gets up to. But if it makes dealing with people easier, then he doesn't mind feeling slightly giddy as he gently turns Clara's head this way and that to get a good look at her.]
Well, poo on him, I say. What you want is more important, if you ask me. I want you to be comfortable out there. [Smiling again, he nods to himself before stepping back to pick up a makeup kit.]
In that case we'll go for natural with a pop of color! Just enough to stand out from your hair. How's that?
[Starting with, a bit of pink blush! Nothing glaringly bright, but a nice dusty rose color that blends nicely with her skin. Softly, he brushes some of the powder onto her cheeks, alternating so as not to go overboard on any one side.]
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Mmhm. [a little, stiff nod before she tries not to ruin anything he might want to apply to her face.]
[Even the little addition of blush seems to work wonders. Clara was pale, even with the ability to mimic a living person's complexion. It mixes with her quietly lovestruck eyes to create the image of a shy, innocent woman. She definitely hasn't committed any murders in her life.]
... when I was younger, I practiced this kind of thing a lot. [How long ago "younger" was will be pointedly ignored. Back then she didn't look too different but it was decades ago and with a much different mindset.]
Not for myself. But I used to try much harder.
[If it wasn't obvious by the state she was walked in with, she rarely tried these days. Hair, make-up, all those aspects of presentation were things for other people.]
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So far, so good! [He tries to encourage her in the hopes of getting a smile from her as there's more color to her skin and thus a more lively complexion. From what he can tell, she's cute and charming, if just somewhat shy, much like himself (yes, he thinks himself cute and charming, the dork.)]
Really? Was there any reason you stopped...? [He doesn't inquire about her age, having learned long ago never to ask that of a lady, but he does have to wonder why she ceased bothering to pretty herself up. The loss of someone, perhaps...? That seems a reasonable guess.
As is, though, he still feels that she should at least be in a state to be proud of herself. Makeup's not necessary for that, but taking care of her hair alone would do wonders, he feels. So for the time being, he continues with doting on her, switching to eye shadow once the blush seems enough.]
How about a hint of blue above your eyes? Just enough to draw people's attention to them.
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The person I was trying for, [she pauses, trying to find the right word for what happened. "We broke up," is too polite a way to put it, it leans too heavily on the idea they were ever equal. "He abandoned me," is something that invites a follow-up question she wasn't ready to answer.]
He wasn't worth it. [She settles on that. No amount of being pretty would keep his eyes focused on her. No amount of loyalty or emptying her head would win his favor. If only stopping her feelings for him were as simple as stopping applying make-up.]
I'd like blue, [Clara follows up quickly, not allowing any dead air for him to ask.]
I'd like to match your eyes. [Clear blue, like how the sky must look during the middle of the day, something she only saw in the simulations of the resort now.]
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Ah... Yeah, that's... unfortunate, but understandable. Sometimes people aren't. And sometimes you're just not compatible. I've had a lot of people like that in my life...
[He murmurs that last bit somewhat more quietly as he works, expression softening into one of regret and sadness. Yes... He wasn't compatible with most his partners. But he shakes that thought off, returning to smiling at her, especially once she decides on a color.]
Good choice--! [He manages to get that in before she goes and says that, causing him to blink for a moment, feeling his face heat up more intensely than it might have under normal circumstances. Damn that hairspray!]
My eyes, huh...? W-Well, they are a good blue color, if I can say so myself.
[Yet still he seems a touch bashful rather than boastful. Almost shy as he loads the brush with color and starts applying more heavily.]
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[A part of her does also wonder, though, how many failed relationships a person like this could have. If she were to estimate his age... well, perhaps he was just that popular? Popular but incompatible.]
They're very pretty. [For Clara, it was simply the truth, and she wanted to compliment them.]
Although, just finding someone pretty isn't compatibility...
[If she wanted to beat the odds, here, if she wanted to end up being the compatible person then she would need to figure out more about him. She can think about what she would have wanted out of her previous relationship. The man in front of her, though, was much different from Bruno. Exceptionally different.]
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Unfortunately, he wasn't exactly popular with his partners, which is why so many of them quit or ditched him. But then, he's changed a lot in the last year or so, becoming someone more tolerable and understanding. (He hopes.)]
Ah, thanks... Yours are too, if you ask me. [He thinks she's quite fetching, honestly, once she's been tidied up a bit.]
No, definitely not. It's not about looks, but how well you get along with someone.
[He smiles at that, finishing up with the powder. Definitely nice looking - it makes her eyes stand out in a good way. Hopefully everything together will make her smile, as that would really bring out her natural beauty. Grinning a bit, he holds up a hand mirror for her, eagerly waiting for her judgement.]
Whatcha think so far? Pretty good, I'd say!