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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
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▶ 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!
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manuela casagranda | fe: three houses | 9♣️
( a — honeywagons ) feel free to find her standing outside one of the honeywagon, admiring the giant gold star emblazoned with her name. sure, it's one of four others that belong to the people she has to share the trailer with, but she doesn't seem too unhappy about it. the lavish silk robe (champagne-colored, trimmed with the softest fur she's ever had the pleasure of wearing) help keep her quite content (and thus, docile) for the time being. if you happen to pass by, she will happily stop you in your tracks to gesture towards the placard. yes, please do look and admire her name with her. ]
It's quite charming, isn't it? I can't say I know much about this Holly Wood every one keeps talking about, but you must admit she certainly has taste.
[ ( b — hired hens ) what's that? you hate attention? then allow manuela to soak it all in for you. rather unfortunately, someone in the make-up department has introduced manuela to the novelty of sunglasses, so she's become one of those people wearing them indoors. but at least she looks the part of the diva, swooping in with her long, swooping sleeves (someone keeps giving her furs) and stepping right in between you and the cadre of hummingbird paparazzi trying to snap the next viral photo. ]
Now, now, let's let the poor thing rest. They're clearly not up for it.
[ ( c — dolled up ) manuela has had to do her own make-up since she was just starting out, and so she is well-versed in what does and doesn't work for her features. on that same vein, she has learned to be discerning enough to make out what would best accentuate someone else's features. that's why she winds up shooing away the make-up artist that had been fluttering (and thus, aggravating) you. she takes it upon herself to either finish up or completely redo what they had been attempting on you — and unlike the flighty make-up artist, manuela is much harder to dissuade once she's set her mind to it. ]
There. How's that? Much more your speed, don't you think?
— EXTRA SETS —
note there is a potential cw for mild-altered states in the form of thoroughly transforming manuela into the role, just in case the thread could use a little help. )
— ETC —
B
Thank you. I'm not really used to that sort of attention.
[ She's dealt with crowds before, but coming under that kind of scrutiny suddenly and without warning has always been overwhelming for her ... and she still hasn't recovered from the shock of finding herself here in the first place. ]
sorry for the delay!
That's quite alright. Fortunately for us, I am.
[ oh, how she dazzles and preens, even long after no camera is in sight. not that cameras were a thing back in fódlan, but attention is attention, and manuela will always soak it up in any form it comes in. ]
Now. [ she does turn to regard the young woman properly; concern is evident in her eyes, bright as they still are. ] How rattled are you feeling? We can find somewhere quiet to have a sit, or shall we explore the refreshments they've laid out for us?
[ ah yes, the lavish spread of movie set kraft services......... ]
no worries at all!
no subject
[ no sense in reminding the young girl of the very setting she woke up in that gave her such a rattle. with a hum, manuela begins down the hall, in a pace leisurely enough so that makoto can follow along just fine. ]
Do you enjoy the outdoors? There's a garden here. With lovely ponds and giant rabbits that let you pet them.
no subject
[ Try as Makoto might, the prospect of getting to pet a giant, adorable rabbit is exciting enough that a little of that enthusiasm slips past her mannered composure before she's able to reel it back in. ]
Th-that sounds quite nice.
[ And, judging by the stiffness in her voice just now, she's aware of it. ]
u kno why i'm here
the script is god awful and has him second-guessing his decision to follow through with this farce. but, he's going to work with what they were given. maybe it's something they can laugh about later? ( doubtful, he's probably just going to be annoyed later, but he can deal with that then. )
so, that's how he finds himself in a ridiculously small pair of black swim trunks that just barely manage to keep his modesty in tact. even though this is a fake movie set, the fact they have something to mimic sunlight is, he sighs to himself, tragic. so, he's demanded to have sunglasses to help the brightness and glare of light off the pool.
because, yes. sylus, big bad feared boss man of the n109 zone, is playing a pool boy to manuela's rich, lonely, housewife. there are worse things he could be, probably.
currently, sylus has one knee pressed into the cushion of the lounge manuela is laying on, slightly kneeling over her as he slowly rubs sunscreen into her skin. his touch lingers and just the tips of his fingers gently glide down the slope of her neck before sweeping over a shoulder blade and down her side. he leans down closer to her, amusement coloring his tone as he murmurs, )
I don't believe this is part of my job description, Mrs. Casagranda.
bc i held u at gunpoint, i know 😌
And what a shame that is, Sylus. After all, you are so very good at this.
[ she doesn't even have to act. it seems he is just as skilled being gentle with his hands as he is knowing how to weaponize them in a boxing ring. of course, manuela is not trying to think too hard about what else his hands can do....... or whatever else is expected of them from this particular scene. best not to get too caught up in all that'll complicate things, right?
like how very, very good he looks in those teeny tiny swim trunks. ]
Be thorough now, won't you? I burn far too easily.
[ manuela herself has been outfitted with a two-piece bikini that is more or less a bundle of strings trying to pretend to be clothing. being thorough in this regard will certainly be quite the work for sylus, given how so much of her skin is revealed. ]
u did everyone saw
but, anyway.
it's true; for someone so large and, at times, brutal without much care, he can be terribly gentle when the time calls for it. and, regardless of this being some stupid, silly ""movie"" at the behest of whoever the hell is in charge here, manuela requires a light touch. for now, at least. this is supposed to be some taboo affair between a married employer and a younger employee. so, he should be somewhat coy until they take that upcoming turn. and, quite frankly, manuela should be thinking about what his hands can do, because they're eventually going to be doing it. whatever that it may be, anyway.
he isn't particularly inclined to play the part of the uninitiated fool who doesn't know what's going on; if he really tried, he might be able to pull it off, but he doesn't really want to. were this a real scenario, and not some made up fantasy, where he had the green light from the other person, he wouldn't hold himself back. why should he now? manuela is giving him the opportunity to please her, so sylus is going to grasp that with both hands and do just that. because, after all, there's nothing wrong with showing a beautiful woman appreciation.
it's why his finger curls around the loop of the bow that sits against the center of her back and pulls just enough to untie it, then brushes it away so her back is now fully exposed. not that it wasn't really before, but whatever. )
Well, we don't want that. do we.
( lifting the bottle, he pours more sunscreen into his hands, rubs them together, then once more sweeps them over her back. he moves his hands over her shoulders, and part of her arms, before settling against her waist. his thumbs press lightly against her back and, briefly ( deliriously almost ), he wonders if his hands could fit all the way around. )
Should I do the front as well?
no subject
anyway.
it's funny how just seconds prior, manuela had had the idle thought that the bikini she'd been given was a poor excuse for "clothing," more string than fabric. yet now that she is suddenly bereft of one of those strings holding it all together, she is struck by a distinct awareness of how suddenly exposed she is.
which, again, isn't much of a difference from literally two seconds prior. and yet somehow it makes all the difference, at least in manuela's suddenly racing mind, as she begins to do enough of the math to realize that turning over right now would have her completely topless in front of him.
all those thoughts she had been so resolved to not think about are suddenly crashing down on her, adding a prickliness to her skin wherever his hands linger. she should answer, shouldn't she? instead of hoping her face isn't nearly as red as it feels. ]
...If you wouldn't mind.
[ the sudden bashfulness to her tone embarrasses her so much, she doesn't even give sylus the opportunity to help her onto her back. in half a second she does it herself, with far less grace than the scene could have used, but at least the swift movement has the bonus effect of jostling her breasts, which seem to defy all laws of physics now that there is no bikini attempting to hold them down.
determined not to suddenly turn into a blushing maiden in front of him, manuela grabs up the lopsided top and tosses it aside. ]
no subject
however...
she gives him the blatant opportunity and even he isn't immune to the surprise of her agreement and swift action. his gaze follows the discarded top and watches as it hits the floor. it truly was pretty useless, but it did provide some measure of coverage — more or less — and now there's nothing. he remains silent as he allows himself a moment to drag his eyes back to her and, well.
he looks.
every woman has something about herself that's beautiful. and while any fool could see that physically manuela is truly something to behold in clothing as well as out, apparently, it isn't just her looks that make her attractive. she carries herself with such confidence, and to allow him a glimpse at something vulnerable makes her even more so.
after he takes that moment to himself, his expression softens as he shifts to fit himself better on the lounge. which, after a minor adjustment, is between her legs. )
I don't.
( mind, that is. he's no fool!!!! and he gets right to work, once again squeezing some lotion into his hands and rubbing them together first to make sure it's not too cold and then begins on the front of one leg from ankle to just barely mid-thigh before going back down again to make sure it's all rubbed in. the other leg gets the same care, and for both he doesn't go any higher just yet. no, he's enjoying the freedom of touch and will indulge so long as she allows. )
extra sets!
he was not, however, expecting that once he was seated in his place, that the woman who came in to play his "wife" would be none other than manuela. after their last encounter some weeks ago, blade had been confident that she would sooner die than set foot in a room with him again, and yet—here she is. not comfortable, perhaps, but neither is she calling for an end to the production. a consummate professional, it seems.
there's real food on the table. after the director calls for action, blade—who has never in either of his lives been an actor—turns his disinterested gaze on the plate before him and says, in a tone as bland as he can make it, ]
I'm going to have to work late again tomorrow.
[ they're not going to talk about it. why would they? they just need to get through one scene, and then manuela will be free to never see blade again. ]
rubs my greedy lil hands
but neither does that make shame an easy thing to swallow. familiarity only ever prepares her for what to feel, not necessarily allows her to work through it in any meaningful way.
which makes all of this so much more uncomfortable than it should have to be. the last time she had seen blade, they both couldn't turn the opposite way in the hallway fast enough. and the time before that... well. the wound is still fresh, the hurt is still raw. it is hardly the first time a man has ever dismissed her, but somehow it hurts a particular kind of hurt when it had looked like — at least for a moment there — something like a friendship taking root between them.
but it's fine! of course it's fine. she is a professional, through and through, and all she really has to do is get through the first few lines of dialogue with him, then hopefully get thoroughly distracted by way of getting her guts rearranged. she can manage. ]
Of course you do. And I'm sure if you didn't, you would have found any number of reasons not to have to see me again.
[ going entirely off-script? speaking louder than she has to, with more emotion in her voice than is necessary? this is manuela, managing. ]
degeneracy.mov | cw: "incest" + mild altered states
turns out it's an extremely... extremely jealous but affectionate son who ditches his first date in favour of his charming but woefully neglected mother.
every time he tries to put his head in his hands while skimming the script, the enthusiastic director (slash-makeup artist-slash-writer) tugs his head back up and continues applying makeup, waxing poetic about the importance of achieving the son's dark-eyed devil-may-care aesthetic to contrast his mother's soft, glittering elegance. yosuke bears with the impassioned preparation until the director tries to take mousse to his hair, where he promptly swats them away and dashes onto the set.
which brings him to take one in an obscenely extravagant kitchen. from his spot at the doorway he can only see his co-star's back, the lighting too dim for him to pick out any details. regardless, he barely has enough time to contemplate praying before the director calls action. ]
Mom, I'm going on that date now! [ he strides into the kitchen, goes for the refrigerator where he's supposed to grab a drink, act flippant, goad. ] I'll be late, so...
[ he gets as far as popping the can open and propping himself on the open fridge door. now close enough to see his "mother's" profile, he's stunned silent. if not for the drink, the panicked chug he takes, he might have blurted her name. screwed up the take. in fact, he's not sure why the director doesn't call cut.
yosuke doesn't wait for it, or for anything beyond nerves to creep in. ]
Don't wait up. For me or dad, but you weren't gonna wait for him, right?
gmail hates me and didn't give me this notif 😭
the wayward and spontaneous nature of thrusting two unwitting actors into the same scene and expecting magic to happen is just unnecessarily stressful, but it seems there are really only a handful of people here who even care about quality work and every single one of those people is just manuela in various stages of agitation.
all this to say — a litte head's up would have been nice. she was more than happy to settle into this role, as insulting as it might be (really, did they have to place so much emphasis on neglected?) but to throw her the particular curveball of assigning her a costar that she not only knew, but someone she is actively trying to rebuild her image for? that's just a low blow.
but the show, as they say, must go on. and seeing as how yosuke seems intent on carrying on, it is only right that the professional actress manage just fine too. at least manuela's own shock had been easy to hide behind just a slight stiffening of her shoulders, with her back to the camera and all. by the time her face comes into view, she's managed to put on the sweet sort of smile one might expect of a maternal figure........ even if said maternal figure is currently dressed in nothing more than a nightie just bared covered by the lace-trimmed silk robe she wears. ]
No, I never do.
[ there is a tightness to her voice that was meant to be mournful, but instead comes off a little snide. bitter, even. ]
Don't you look nice. I hope your date knows how special she is.