【 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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[ he's already in the process of raising an arm, trying to shield himself without actually having something to protect him. yes--- an exercise in futility and surely if he were exposed to the simultaneous flashes of light that he would be spending more time trying to rub his poor eyeballs with the back of his hands, unable to keep the one at his rear properly guarded from both prying eyes and prying lenses... ]
Huh?
[ there it is. the touch of something light and fluttery that ends up brushing past as it rises over and above him. the flashes of the cameras are still there, but he doesn't feel the need to cover up when the wings end up doing just enough. undoubtedly the picture would be pretty interesting, two pairs of legs and one of which being much more... uncommon than the other. it's only now that seth realizes there are no arms either. is he gawking? turning his head, he can't hide the surprise. not when they're this close. ]
Oh, yeah. I agree. They're really getting in your business... it's none of theirs, either.
[ he's not used to this level of scrutiny from the media. actually, any at all tends to be pretty negative--- so he rather just get this poor bird away as quickly as possible. ]
Of course I want to leave. I can think of like, five other places I'd rather be!
( unfortunately for the two of them, what is happening before the cameras now is only eliciting an even stronger response. those photos of the miemeng bird desperately covering his face with his wings, cowering and shrank down to a mere fraction of his actual height? worthless. what kind of story could you sell with a photo like that? but photos of a conspicuously feline young man stepping in to try to defend him, followed by the strange creature suddenly bursting forward to endeavor to shield his would-be savior in return? oh, what a beautiful and delicious story of camaraderie and fledgling devotion! surely they can needle more photos out of them, right? perhaps some of them closer, more intimate, staring longingly into one another’s eyes? the noise is, to getian, little more than a singular voice, a wordless roar from one throat, but these are the questions and interjections that are suddenly being hurled their way as the situation slowly unfolds and changes.
it’s just too bad for those opportunistic paparazzi that neither of their subjects are listening.
for how terrified he had seemed a moment before, getian’s face is impassive as he watches seth turn to face him, answering. there is some paleness to his complexion, perhaps a small trembling to his wings and shoulders, but it is so much easier to focus on the solution to this problem when there is someone before him being troubled rather than when he had been the only victim of the troubling. one thing that has consistently surprised him about this place is how the sense of others’ words occurs to him without having to cast his arcane skill. there must be some other, grander arcane ritual this place that is performing the same function. he nods, expression troubled. clearly, the brazenness of this invasion of privacy bothers him.
but they needn’t put up with it anymore.
getian nods, as if seth’s reply convinces him of something. )
Don’t move.
( and then it all happens at once: the green-sheened wings part and open above him, feathers contouring to gather up the dead air beneath them as his powerful legs bend and then launch him upwards. his wings beat, he begins to rise, and his legs once again extend toward seth, grabbing him none-too-gently (but as gently as he can manage!) around the middle. then they are up in the air, clearing the heads of the stars, guests, and paparazzi below, soaring through one hallway and then another until they emerge into one of the larger areas that getian has found in this place as of yet: the casino hall. he wings them up, rather than down, eventually finding a wide enough ledge overseeing the fields of slot machines and dealers’ tables that he can set his catboy charge down on without too much risk of him falling.
he does so, hovering in the air for a moment before taking a perch on the ledge himself. he folds his wings to his sides, eyeing seth cautiously. )
I hope heights do not trouble you. ( his head tilts. ) I can return you to the ground, if they do.
( his eyes search out over the casino floor; several have taken note of them in their lofty perch, but most don’t act on it or are simply too drunk or engaged with what they’re doing to care. ) They won’t be able to follow us up here.
( actually, people can still get pictures of them from the ground, but… well, getian doesn’t even know what cameras do, so he doesn’t know that. )
[ the last thing he wants to entertain is any kind of tabloid-esque speculation among anyone in this resort! he has a name, of being the younger brother of a higher up in the force, that can't get tarnished in any way. so if any of those pictures end up coming back to the commander, there's no way seth will be able to live it down. especially during those tense family dinners... it'll be held over his head time after time again, even if he's been spotted with quite the unusual (and interesting) companion? with wings trying to wrap him up in some kind of protective layer, one might say the rookie police officer is the one being shielded and not the other way around.
but upon that command, of course he's not going to budge. not when he's got a strong foot like that wrapped around his waist? if anything it's even more imperative that he doesn't do anything to potentially cause him to fall! he might be a cat thiren, but that doesn't mean he'll land on his feet. or have multiple lives. he doesn't share those qualities with cats... maybe he'll wish for that later, if he survives the brief flight!
though it feels like as soon as they took off, they're already landing. far above the rowdy crowds, of movie enthusiasts, people looking for a quick and fast time with a star... ]
N-no. I'm good, I'm good.
[ as long as he doesn't continue to stare at how far they are from the ground, then seth can breathe. easy? hardly. but he's not gasping for breath, paralyzed with fear. ]
I doubt anyone will want to come up here. You're probably the only one who can. Comfortably, anyway. But... um. Thanks.
( fortunately, the young man does not squirm. that’s for the best for both of them. getian very much doesn’t want to drop him, and he’s sure the stranger doesn’t want to be dropped as well. he tries to find a good balance, grasping seth strongly enough that he wouldn’t slip away from him but also not so strongly that it would risk his talons biting into his skin. all in all, it’s likely a way one wouldn’t jump at the thought of traveling again, but it probably wasn’t traumatizing either. it’s the best that he could hope for. miemeng birds aren’t exactly known for their prowess at transporting passengers.
getian sees that seth is anxious at being up as high as they are. fear of heights is such an interesting thing to him, but he can understand it, for one who does not have wings to fly. )
Don’t worry. If you do slip, I will catch you.
( perhaps he sounds a little more confident than he actually is… he’s pretty sure he’d be able to catch him before he reached the ground. but hopefully it will not come to that. )
I should be the one thanking you. ( he dips his head slightly in gratitude. ) Even if they did not listen, it was courageous to do what you did. Interjecting yourself to help someone unknown to you.
But…
( he looks over to seth, and his eyes can see clearly the shapes of his bones beneath flesh and skin; they are unique to each person, their shape, strength, and wear indicative of their backgrounds, struggles, and triumphs. this is where he gets the indication of it. )
no subject
Huh?
[ there it is. the touch of something light and fluttery that ends up brushing past as it rises over and above him. the flashes of the cameras are still there, but he doesn't feel the need to cover up when the wings end up doing just enough. undoubtedly the picture would be pretty interesting, two pairs of legs and one of which being much more... uncommon than the other. it's only now that seth realizes there are no arms either. is he gawking? turning his head, he can't hide the surprise. not when they're this close. ]
Oh, yeah. I agree. They're really getting in your business... it's none of theirs, either.
[ he's not used to this level of scrutiny from the media. actually, any at all tends to be pretty negative--- so he rather just get this poor bird away as quickly as possible. ]
Of course I want to leave. I can think of like, five other places I'd rather be!
[ he has no idea what's in store. ]
no subject
it’s just too bad for those opportunistic paparazzi that neither of their subjects are listening.
for how terrified he had seemed a moment before, getian’s face is impassive as he watches seth turn to face him, answering. there is some paleness to his complexion, perhaps a small trembling to his wings and shoulders, but it is so much easier to focus on the solution to this problem when there is someone before him being troubled rather than when he had been the only victim of the troubling. one thing that has consistently surprised him about this place is how the sense of others’ words occurs to him without having to cast his arcane skill. there must be some other, grander arcane ritual this place that is performing the same function. he nods, expression troubled. clearly, the brazenness of this invasion of privacy bothers him.
but they needn’t put up with it anymore.
getian nods, as if seth’s reply convinces him of something. )
Don’t move.
( and then it all happens at once: the green-sheened wings part and open above him, feathers contouring to gather up the dead air beneath them as his powerful legs bend and then launch him upwards. his wings beat, he begins to rise, and his legs once again extend toward seth, grabbing him none-too-gently (but as gently as he can manage!) around the middle. then they are up in the air, clearing the heads of the stars, guests, and paparazzi below, soaring through one hallway and then another until they emerge into one of the larger areas that getian has found in this place as of yet: the casino hall. he wings them up, rather than down, eventually finding a wide enough ledge overseeing the fields of slot machines and dealers’ tables that he can set his catboy charge down on without too much risk of him falling.
he does so, hovering in the air for a moment before taking a perch on the ledge himself. he folds his wings to his sides, eyeing seth cautiously. )
I hope heights do not trouble you. ( his head tilts. ) I can return you to the ground, if they do.
( his eyes search out over the casino floor; several have taken note of them in their lofty perch, but most don’t act on it or are simply too drunk or engaged with what they’re doing to care. ) They won’t be able to follow us up here.
( actually, people can still get pictures of them from the ground, but… well, getian doesn’t even know what cameras do, so he doesn’t know that. )
no subject
but upon that command, of course he's not going to budge. not when he's got a strong foot like that wrapped around his waist? if anything it's even more imperative that he doesn't do anything to potentially cause him to fall! he might be a cat thiren, but that doesn't mean he'll land on his feet. or have multiple lives. he doesn't share those qualities with cats... maybe he'll wish for that later, if he survives the brief flight!
though it feels like as soon as they took off, they're already landing. far above the rowdy crowds, of movie enthusiasts, people looking for a quick and fast time with a star... ]
N-no. I'm good, I'm good.
[ as long as he doesn't continue to stare at how far they are from the ground, then seth can breathe. easy? hardly. but he's not gasping for breath, paralyzed with fear. ]
I doubt anyone will want to come up here. You're probably the only one who can. Comfortably, anyway. But... um. Thanks.
no subject
getian sees that seth is anxious at being up as high as they are. fear of heights is such an interesting thing to him, but he can understand it, for one who does not have wings to fly. )
Don’t worry. If you do slip, I will catch you.
( perhaps he sounds a little more confident than he actually is… he’s pretty sure he’d be able to catch him before he reached the ground. but hopefully it will not come to that. )
I should be the one thanking you. ( he dips his head slightly in gratitude. ) Even if they did not listen, it was courageous to do what you did. Interjecting yourself to help someone unknown to you.
But…
( he looks over to seth, and his eyes can see clearly the shapes of his bones beneath flesh and skin; they are unique to each person, their shape, strength, and wear indicative of their backgrounds, struggles, and triumphs. this is where he gets the indication of it. )
This runs in your family, does it not?