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TDM 009
【 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. 】
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. 】
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.
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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
• 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
• 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. 】
PREMIERE
YOUR BIG DEBUT
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's May event. Since April's event was a bit serious, we're leaning in the opposite direction and going full camp for this meme.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's May event. Since April's event was a bit serious, we're leaning in the opposite direction and going full camp for this meme.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
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After thinking on it for awhile, she comes to the conclusion that the only explanation that really makes sense is that she's been trapped within the trickery of some dungeon. She doesn't remember setting foot in another dungeon after that mess on the island, but it wouldn't be a stretch to imagine that her memory had been jumbled by magic somehow... Dungeon or not, however, she's swayed by the information about an elven settlement in the mountains, and so duly finds herself setting off into the region known as "Lord of the Wings" (weird name).
The problem: she's isn't wholly prepared for a journey. Though she's used to sleeping rough in the dungeons and has had the foresight to bring food and clothing for all weather (all of it stolen and stuffed into a backpack), there had been no one who could give her directions. And once she steps into the Wings, early in the morning to make the most of daylight, she also realizes that most of the vegetation is unfamiliar to her, resembling neither plants found in the dungeons nor on the Continent. Is she really that far from home?
She makes decent progress, trekking through the undergrowth, though she takes frequent breaks to refresh and complain. Just not too long, because if she starts thinking about her situation too much, she can feel her brain start turning into mush. However, directions and flora and confusion soon become the least of her worries when she hears the flap of wingbeats overhead. Fleki's head snaps upward to find the source, her experience in these places stoking her instincts to fear the worst. Would it be a giant bat? a griffin? a dragon..? ]
Ch-chimera?!
[ It speaks to her, which is weird, but her mind is on an overdrive. The last chimera is still fresh on her mind, and though they'd nearly gotten rid of it, she can hardly manage that on her own! She's just a scout! There's no telling what would happen to her body if she summoned her familiars here and now!
She tries to shuffle several steps backward, and near-immediately trips on a rock. ]
Oh shi—
[ She's sooooooo dead. ]
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the first time getian himself had left it, it was together the bones of the last collector. his last friend—the only other remaining miemeng bird. he is all who remains of his people now, and while he might have thought that would only make him more resolute to never venture in the world of men… he had, regardless. he had heard a rumor of mystery and trouble in pei city, and he had responded to it—the following events resulted in his mountain being lost to him forever, and now he finds himself fully immersed in a world of mortals he doesn’t really understand.
as overwhelming as it can be, it is also fascinating. his people had also studied man from afar, learning their methods of art, music, and literature (even if it was largely only mimicry). he is not immune to the longing in his heart which draws him, like a siren’s song, to that which would eventually end his life. he could choose to hide indefinitely, but there is still something which draws him out to help, even when he only knows marginally more about their situations than the other.
indicators of age, race, and species are still things that getian struggles to quantify and qualify for humans. he wouldn’t even be able to identify that fleki wasn’t human at all, having never met an elf before. he also wouldn’t have been able to anticipate her reaction to seeing him, though it’s not as though all humans treated miemeng birds as good omens. they have been feared in the past, blamed and chased and killed for calamities they came to warn about. those had always been sad, troubling stories to read from their broken bones.
as fleki startles and stumbles in her attempt to get away, getian lowers in altitude until he alights on a nearby fallen tree. he folds his wings to his side, tilting his head with curiosity and just a tad of confusion wrinkling his brow. one innate arcane ability of all miemeng birds is communication, understanding. it’s not that he speaks and knows all languages, but all language is music, and that is the language he knows perfectly.
this word… he doesn’t understand it. strange. that almost never happens.
he’s aware she’s afraid, but he’s hoping that his non-threatening presence will reassure her more than his clumsy attempts at comforting her might. ) That word… ( he blinks, shifting where his talons grip into the bark of the log, ) I have never heard it before. What does it mean?
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[ Down she goes, onto her ass on the forest floor. In her mind, she's fully about to be torn apart within seconds, and so she really has no other option, does she? Practiced as moving a muscle, she brings a familiar to the surface, coalescing its form out of magic until a bird the size and look of a raven sits on her arm. She'll have to put her mind into it to control it further, which is a suboptimal choice at the moment if something else targets her body, but surely it's better than immediately rolling over and becoming monster chow?
Despite her expectations, however, the chimera doesn't attack. It lands on a downed tree nearby and eyes her, head tilted, which is honestly also kind of unnerving! Is it sizing her up?! Is it trying to determine how many monsters she'll feed?!
Apparently it's curious too, but she really doesn't know if it's better when it asks her things like that. Are human-based chimera self-aware? The last one she met didn't seem to be able to talk, but maybe that was just an exception? Augh—she totally missed it if the Captain ever covered it, but since she's usually surrounded by people well-read on all the magic aspects, she just let them decide how to deal with the complicated situations!
She'll talk, if only because it seems she isn't dying immediately. ]
They're... monsters, made by a Dungeon Lord using magic to fuse together multiple beings.
[ Usually animals or other monsters, and differentiated from beastmen by their unusual anatomy and inability to transform, and, of course, their loyalty to the Lord of the Dungeon. But those are technicalities Fleki has no mind to explain right now, being much more concerned about her immediate survival. ]
L-look, I'm not gonna try and mess with your Master or anything, so maybe you can just... let me go?
[ That would probably be treasonous if any Canaries were around to hear her say it, but she's only saying it because she's completely alone in the first place! No backup, no one to even revive her if she dies! If she gets out of here in one piece she swears she'll make a proper report, so please just let her make it out, okay? ]
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though… even after she makes it—a large, black bird which he assumed was a raven—it doesn’t move from where it perches on her arm. strange. is that the consequence for conjuring a familiar from nothing? that one crafted can move, but one created cannot? surely not… there wouldn’t be much use for them, if that were the case…
consternation crosses over getian’s face like clouds across the sun at her reply. he would bristle at being called a “monster,” though it wouldn’t be the first (and certainly not the last) time that a mortal would hurl such a word at one of his kind.
all in all, her assumptions are completely off. this, he’s gotten used to. when he’d left his mountain, there had been some who knew stories of miemeng birds, but since being removed from his time, that recognition has dwindled to nothing at all. he is accustomed to being a unique oddity among strangers. but he will set the record straight. )
If you would call me a “monster,” that would be your own prerogative. But I was not created by arcane skill the same way that bird on your arm was, and I have no “Master.”
You can call me Getian, and that is what I am. Though, humans have called us “miemeng birds.”
( the moniker does not bother him. it is like a word in another language—different sounds, yet they create the same musical note, the same meaning. still, “getian” is the surname by which all of his people referred to themselves, and it is how he prefers most call him. it makes him feel close to them still, even if he knows where all their bones were interred (assuming it had not been washed away in the “Storm”). )
You can leave if you wish. ( he lifts his wings towards his face; with the rounded peaks of his “wrists” held near his face, the gesture looks rather shy. ) I have no desire to harm you.