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【 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

WELCOME TO THE LOT

► All of these new stars are being welcomed to the Peacock in style. The Nest, the resort's premier massive shopping complex, is now lined with dozens upon dozens of trailers, each with a glittering gold star on the door. While unassuming on the outside, the inside of these honeywagons are pockets of luxury in tiny square footage. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a trailer, of course. We're sure you'll figure something out.

► Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a mixed bag of gaudy glitz and old money velvet, reflecting the dual faces of Hollywood. Whether you're sporting some classic luxury with a pipe or draped in cheetah faux fur, these robes are skimpy, potentially giving a raunchy photoshoot to those pesky paparazzi!

► Existing characters are welcome to take up residence in any empty slots in these honeywagons. Just because you're not the newest ingenue on the block doesn't mean you're forgotten. Besides, we need you experienced actors close to set for quick costume changes and touch-ups. No need to ask to be moved! It’s all taken care of already.

HIRED HENS

► Several security guards have been newly hired to protect the actors from paparazzi and potential threats. These burly cocos and hens all have three things in common: tight black suits, rippling muscles, and owl heads. These heads aren't just for show; this elite group of guards can swivel their heads 360 degrees to provide the utmost level of surveillance.

► Unfortunately for actors, these owls are both nocturnal and way too into their jobs. They particularly like doing rounds during night hours and staring into the windows of the honeywagons to watch the actors sleep. Some owls will creep into the trailers to watch over their charges by sitting at their bedsides. An owl may be there, staring, where you least expect it. However, their diligence may not necessarily be a bad thing!

► Alongside owl security, actors may find themselves bombarded by paparazzi. These photo-hungry tabloid journalists are all after shots that will fetch a high price, willing to do anything for a scoop. The majority of these new paparazzi, in contrast to owl security, have hummingbird heads. They're just as quick too, zooming in and out of both backstage and the sets in search of a scandal.

► Be careful, because hummingbirds aren't the only paparazzi. That's right — guests, new or existing, may find themselves scouted to play ball with the tabloids. They may not be as obvious as those aggressive hummingbird reporters; some may even be working undercover in search of a scandal to sell to the highest bidder. All actors are at risk of embarrassing or defamatory photos being published in resort magazines or posted to the bulletin boards.

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

ROLE REGISTER

► What better way to get to know your colleagues than to check out their resume? All guests will have access to the actor registry, which provides an overview of actors and basic information about them.

► The registry, with the help of the Golden Peacock's AI, can also flag complementary resumes. An actor that may have good chemistry, match the requirements for a particular scene, or has unique experience relevant to an upcoming job may reappear at the top of the search several times.

► Actors can communicate through the registry. There is a general messaging board where everyone can see what is posted and personal inboxes for private correspondence with an actor. Actors are encouraged to collaberate because many of the scenes in the available movie projects involve intimacy.

COPYABLE CODE

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COSTUME DEPARTMENT

GET INTO CHARACTER

PICK OUT YOUR DUDS

► The trendy clothing boutiques of The Nest have been transformed. The walls between these small stores have vanished to create a vast costume warehouse divided by department, seemingly overnight. Actors may freely browse the racks to select suitable costumes for the roles they've been cast. The directors aren't picky about how their actors dress as long as it suits the part, allowing guests creative freedom as part of the process.

► Actors that choose costumes that are extremely unsuitable for their roles will be forced to change into something chosen by costuming staff. These mandated costumes will be on theme but will always be slutty, sexy, and enhance an actor's unique "assets". An actor blessed with a bountiful bosom may find themselves wearing a tight little lace bra while an actor with a thick ass may end up in assless chaps. It's all about giving the people what they want, you know?

► All articles in the warehouse run the risk of being possessed. There are no clear-cut signs as to which pieces are cursed and which are not before putting something on. Possessed costumes come in two flavors: Type A and Type B.

Type A possessions are straightforward. The actor wearing a Type A costume cannot remove it alone — they will find that no matter how many times they grab a button or tug on that zipper tab, nothing will unfasten. Someone else must remove the costume for them. Good thing there are a bunch of changing rooms just big enough to fit two people inside around, huh?

Type B possessions are unique. The actor wearing the costume will begin to feel influenced by it. They may feel inspired or compelled to act out the role it embodies. This possession will not be satisfied until some level of resonance between actor and role is achieved. While the possession isn't satisfied the costume cannot be removed. But hey, you're an actor headed to set, so surely this is only gravy for your performance!

DOLLED UP

► Done getting into costume? Head over to hair and makeup! After all, clothes are only half the battle. Whether you need to get glammed up or slapped into some monster makeup, the makeup artists are here to help. Mostly. Actually, they're super understaffed, and there aren't enough makeup artists to meet demand. Though they hate to ask, could you guys potentially help each other get ready?

► Actors confident in their makeup and hair styling skills (or just confident) will be allowed to use any tools to help get their fellow actors ready. However, any actors kind enough to jump in and assist will be warned that many of these products are made at home in the Golden Peacock. If not used with discretion, they can potentially make the actor being worked on ... extremely horny! Like a game of Russian roulette, one in five of all beauty products are created with aphrodisiacs. Ironically, this isn't even for the sake of getting guests into the Game 52 spirit — their supplies are just like that.

► Fill-in artists shouldn't fret too much. The majority of those products only have aphrodisiacs in minuscule amounts. When applied carefully they typically cause minor arousal or sensitivity. Artists that spray and paint with reckless abandon, however, may find a new problem on their hands!

GRAB A GIG

FIND YOUR BIG BREAK

GETTING TO SET

► The Golden Peacock is buzzing with excitement for two big blockbusters that are currently in production: LORD OF THE WINGS and STAR WARBLERS. Both of these films come from movie franchises that are adored resort-wide for their iconic blend of story, romance, porn, and action.

► Directors will be filming dozens of scenes with different actors in lead and supporting roles. Actors are given creative freedom on how to approach their roles, with barebones scripts that offer a general idea of where the scene should go and some spicy lines here and there. One actor’s take on a role may be different than another’s.

For example, three different actors portraying the Dragon Lord in Lord of the Wings may take their portrayals three different ways. A lonely Dragon Lord, a villainous Dragon Lord, and a misunderstood Dragon Lord are all fair game. Supporting characters such as the elves and faeries the warriors meet during their travels are completely free game within the bounds of “elf” and “fairy” in classic movie tropes.

► Two new floors have appeared in the ever-changing Peacock, each dedicated to one of the films, due to their massive and comprehensive sets. Guests will discover two new buttons on every elevator’s operating panel. Actors and fans are invited to enjoy these sets even when the camera isn’t rolling — this blend of high-tech VR and real world elements comes at a very high budget, so guests are encouraged get their fill while they’re available!

INDIE HITS

► In addition to the two massive blockbusters, several spin-off series and porn shorts currently casting and underway. The directors of these major motion pictures have kindly permitted the filming of smaller projects using these unique movie sets when they aren’t already in use. Smalltime directors and film enthusiasts are eagerly pitching their porn scripts in hopes that they’ll get made!

► Several smaller sets can be found around the Peacock for these homegrown productions. While some scripts utilize locations that can already be found in the Peacock, other long-standing guests have pooled their money together to establish a handful of sets not already available in the resort. These sets are open for use at any time.

► Unlike the large production crews of Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers, these smaller porn projects do not have a big budget for staff. Some projects utilize AI and drones to film, so actors that are shy about getting down and dirty around a physical cameraman need not worry! Both the producers and the Golden Peacock staff want their stars to be as comfortable as possible to fully enjoy the experience.

SPIN THE WHEEL

► It wouldn’t be the Golden Peacock if there weren’t some kind of game-like twist! While actors are encouraged to go out for any roles or films they find interesting, those looking to win large and extra-large chip payments can spin the fetish wheel to up the ante. Actors that spin the fetish wheel must incorporate what the ticker lands on into their next role.

► Can’t manage to work it into your scene? Those that fail their fetish task will find a huge chip deduction from their bank account and a punishment waiting for them. Any actors that fail the game must dress up in sexy costumes and go around the Golden Peacock handing out fliers for the premiere of Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers, with strict instructions to dance sexily for anyone that accepts a flier. Hey, the directors have spent tons of money on these movies, they’ll take free advertising however they can get it.

► SPIN THE WHEEL HERE!

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. 】

A FANTASTICAL SET

► Guests taking the elevator to the new floor labeled 'LORD OF THE WINGS SET' will are greeted with a cool, damp breeze as soon as the doors open. Unlike any other area of the resort, this set evokes a very real sensation of stepping out onto the earth to embrace snowcapped mountains, lush forests, and wide-open sky. The size of this set is massive with different climates depending upon where filming is happening. Towns, villages, and tribes can also be found.

► The set is teeming with background actors that have been instructed to stay in character at all times. Actors may encounter both friend and foe while exploring the set, regardless of whether or not the cameras are rolling. Lord of the Wings features a wide range of character types ranging from humans and elves to monsters and beasts.

► Key locations in The Lord of the Wings are: human villages; siren's cove; fairy's forest; Beastmen wilds; Elven mountains; and the dragon's crystal lair. But these are not the only locations in the set! Actors will find a fantastical range of areas to explore and enjoy.

MAGICAL DANGERS

When it comes to movie magic, the Golden Peacock is more magic than movie! While sets are generally safe and violence is simulated, there are elements of the film that can affect actors for real. If guests aren't careful, they may really find themselves in a sticky situation and need a clever Hollywood way to get out of it. Or maybe they'll need to live out a classic trope for real.

► LIEBERRIES: Found in the Elven mountains. Delicious but cursed: you can only lie for 20 minutes after consumption. Beware misunderstandings!

► SNUGGLEBLOSSOMS: Found in the Fairy forest. These charming blossoms produce an immense amount of pollen. Breathing in snuggleblossom pollen is lethal. The only cure is to fuck within two hours of inhaling.

► THERAPANGO: Found in the Siren's cove. Anyone eating it will spill their emotional baggage to the nearest object (tree, statue, enemy soldier). It's cathartic, if not dignified.

► RAINBOW CRYSTALS: Found in the dragon's crystal lair. Contact with a rainbow crystal will increase endurance but delay/deny orgasms. No wonder the dragon was so hard up!

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. 】

A TASTE OF OUTER SPACE

► Guests taking the elevator to the new floor labeled 'STAR WARBLERS' will greeted with the ethereal hue of stars and planets outside of crystal-clear windows. While the set of Star Warblers is smaller than Lord of the Wings, it's far more detailed, completely imitating a starship traveling through the vastness of space. All of the elements of the spaceship are dripping in high-tech science fiction.

► The set includes background actors that have been instructed to stay in character at all times. Actors may encounter both friend and foe while exploring the set, regardless of whether or not the cameras are rolling. The background actors of Star Warblers are primarily Warbler Troops wearing helmets, highly ranked Warblers in sharp military uniforms, and white-coat clad scientists.

► Key locations in Star Warblers are: the prison hold, the ship's bridge, the command deck, and the ship's research laboratory. But these are not the only locations in the set! Actors will find a range of futuristic areas to explore on the ship.

ALIEN THREATS

Why keep the science fiction fictional when the Peacock can provide the real thing? While sets are generally safe and violence is simulated, there are elements of the film that can affect actors for real. If guests aren't careful, they may really find themselves in a sticky situation and need a clever Hollywood way to get out of it. Or maybe they'll need to live out a classic trope for real.

► 'TORTURE' BOTS: Found in the prison hold. Robots programmed to 'torture' prisoners into revealing information. These bots are equipped with dildos, vibrators, pussy pocket hands, lube jets, feather ticklers, etc. These bots can be controlled by the wardens for more intimate 'torture' sessions.

► SPACE RATS: Found in various locations. Small, neon rats that run around the hallways and in cargo areas of the ship. If bitten by a space rat, their bite will continue to swell until the bitten person has sex.

► GREEN GOOP: Found in the research labs. In syringes and in massive bubbling pods. When not watched, the goop will move on its own and try to absorb anyone around into it.

► GEMSTONE EGG: Found in the research lab. The gemstone egg that the scientists are evaluating, important for the future of the Warbler race. Any physical contact with the gemstone egg will inspire the sudden urge to mate and breed.

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. 】

BOX OFFICE BOOM

► "And many, many, many more!" is no exaggeration. Smalltime directors and long-standing guests are producing dozens of pornos and these pornos are in need of actors. The above is not the extent of possibility. Players are encouraged to make up any kind of porno scene they want! Characters may take advantage of open sets to make videos or take photoshoots for their personal use, general public release not required.

► These pornos typically lack story and focus more on fetish and kink. The plots are loose, the lines are ad-libbed, and if there are any crew around it's one guy in a hoodie eating a donut. However, the cameras available for rent are just as high quality as the ones used on Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers. If that's not your style, all Watches have the capability to connect via bluetooth to film through standing cameras.

► Actors that participate in filming will receive a large payout per role. The more jobs you take, the more money you'll make! Alternatively, actors that don't fill any roles may find their bank accounts suddenly plunged deep into the red, no matter how rich they may have been before.

EXTRA SETS

Current Peacock locations and all of the Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers sets may be used for pornos. However, the world of kink is vast and variety is the spice of life. Several smaller open sets not usually available have appeared around the resort for actor use.

► CASTLE(S): Sets featuring the aesthetics of historical castles. Numerous versions are available, each influenced by a different culture (eg, English; French; Italian, Spanish; Russian; Chinese; Japanese; Korean; etc).

► CHURCH: A church stylized after Catholic/Christian aesthetics. Includes a confessional, pews, altar, and worship room.

► MANSION: A luxurious mansion designed to evoke high-class old money. Includes a servants' quarters for clandestine cross-class affairs.

► BEACH: An enclosed set with powdery sand and an artificial ocean. Includes grottos, a lifeguard station, and a large rubber shark.

► OFFICE: A plain work office lacking any particular unique qualities. Includes cubicles, copy machine, manager's office, and conference rooms. Smells like soul-sucking capitalism.

PREMIERE

YOUR BIG DEBUT

WALK THE RED CARPET

► We’re rolling out the red carpet! Lord of the Wings and Star Warblers open the same night. All actors that participated in any film, be it one of the blockbusters or a smaller project, are invited to dress to the nines and blow kisses to their adoring fans while strutting their stuff. Actors will have the chance to take fabulous glam photoshoots and share their thoughts about filming with reporters. Be careful, anything that happens on the red carpet can become tomorrow’s hot new gossip. Some of those pesky hummingbird journalists are so eager for a scandal that they’ll make something happen, sneakily!

► The Golden Peacock has upgraded its formerly dinky little theater into a grand multiplex for the occasion, so actors and audience can enjoy these films in delicious IMAX. The multiplex is lush in red velvet and fabulous “bed” seats — each seat is designed to couple two guests together. You won’t be lonely during the screening since cuddling up with someone else is mandatory to enjoy the movie(s).

► All premiere attendees will be gifted expensive swag bags upon entrance to the theater. Inside each bag guests will find a bottle of champagne, chocolate truffles, gourmet popcorn, trendy sodas, gummy candies … and one random sex toy. No harm in spicing up a special premiere, right?

The note included with the sex toy explains: 【 Get your seat partner off with this toy before the film ends for a special prize! 】 What’s the prize? Those that get their seat-partner off during the film will be given a Golden Globe. This exclusive gold statue comes in two styles: penis with balls or vagina with breasts. Congratulations!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ 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.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

sylus — love and deepspace — new character

[crowjobs]

honeywagons;
— WELCOME TO THE LOT

( well, this isn't, exactly, how he expected to wake up today. while this... wagon may be on the higher end of luxury, it's certainly not his apartment. and who the hell are these other people? he'd like to think he has a good idea about what goes on in the n109 zone, but this...

is not great.

with a heavy sigh, he sits up and looks down at himself; he's dressed in a black ( cheap ) satin robe with dark red sequined feather detailing, and it barely falls to mid-thigh. definitely not his first choice, or fifth, but at least he's not hanging out of it. resting an elbow on one knee, he drops his head to rest in the cradle of his hand and rubs at his temples.

this is a mess. who was able to get the drop on him and take him to such a gaudy place? and disrobe him?? and put him in something so tacky??? it's frustrating beyond measure. )

You. ( he says to whomever is nearest, his voice low, tired, and bordering on annoyed ) Who is responsible for this?

costume department;
— PICK OUT YOUR DUDS

( unfortunately it seems that sylus has been one of the unlucky ones to have clothes possession. he doesn't really like what he's wearing and his memory is a little fuzzy on how he even agreed to doing any of this ( did he???? ) and into clothes that are clearly inferior. he looks like some wattpad mafioso loser in poly-blend clothing and a cheap watch on his wrist. he's clearly unhappy about it.

so much so that he's struggling quite clearly in front of a mirror to pull off the shirt. none of the buttons seem to want to open, and at first he wonders if it's because maybe his fingers are too big?? as the buttons are quite small. but, no. even trying to yank the shirt open does nothing. this cheap ass fabric does not relent.

help. )

lord of the wings;
— DON'T LET THE DRAGON DRAG ON

( well, out of everything, he hates this the most. it's a hatred so deep and so disturbing that it makes his stomach twist in disgust. he doesn't want to be a part of this what-so-ever. and in spite of voicing this dissent, he's still coerced into playing one of the fae. he couldn't handle the dragon, not after—

well, he's trying not to think about anything like that.

except he definitely is no matter how he tries to convince his mind otherwise to think about something — anything else. it doesn't work. his expression is dark; annoyance pulls down his brows into a tight V-shape and he can feel a throbbing headache beginning, his lips are thinned and tight, his body language screams nothing but tense. it's in a very grand juxtaposition to the costume he's in: a long silvery-white wig with several small braids, flowers and gems woven throughout, his clothes are gauzy and flowy in shades of pastel blues and silvers. if thranduil was a love interest in a gacha game, this is what he'd look like.

when he is not required to be around, he is not and is as far from the, ahem, action as he can be and looking all the more grouchy. if anyone is his match to bone down with for the shooting, please know that he will not launch right into it because even in spite of this place and what's happening, consent is key. and when there is no shooting going on, he'll wander the forest, the mountains, and maybe even the dragon's lair in quiet contemplation and looks like he's lost somewhere far away.

note: the short and long of it is that in sylus' past life he was a dragon. villagers afraid, killed by the person he loves, etc etc. )

wildcard
— choose ur own adventure

( open to p much anything you'd feel like throwing at me! feel free to inbox him here, too, that's all good 👍if you wanna hash anything out first, dm me! i'm also happy to write custom starters for prompts as well! 💜🐦‍⬛ )

you took too long choosing so i am just going for it — gucci legolas it is

[nevus]

[ she seeks him out because of course she does. sylus had the misfortune to endear himself to manuela, which means he has earned her nosiness, and when she catches wind of "that pretty but grumpy tall guy" out sulking in between shoots, she takes it upon herself to retrieve their grouchy elf ranger.

manuela, quite unfortunately, was not given the role of queen or princess, as one might have expected. (what? manuela counts as the "one.") instead, sylus will find her trudging into his pity party wearing the heavy white robes of the party's gandalf............ thoroughly unflattering in every way, but at least they spared her the big beard. ]

Now what is this?

[ listen, manuela's the last person to judge someone for their choice of depression den (like, she Gets It) but when it so happens to be a literal cave... ]

Couldn't you have chosen someplace cozier? Less damp?

stob it

[crowjobs]

( sure, he knows people are talking about him. it's not so often one sees a 190cm man dressed as a fae scowling and skulking around a fakeass movie set. he's really not hiding that he doesn't want to be in this place. the last thing he wants to do is be reminded of things in some random place that he still doesn't know much about. it almost feels like it's taunting him somehow and sylus doesn't like to be provoked.

but, anyway.

does manuela really want to be the one in a movie like this? really? sylus is pretty certain if she asked to be one of the brides, she could be. she's attractive enough for the role. and even in the billowy robes she's in now, she carries them well.

he hears her footfalls before she speaks; not that he knows it's her, even he's not that good to have footsteps memorized this quickly. and, well, he supposes it could be worse. but, he knows he isn't the greatest company now and doesn't feel like putting on his usual facade, so... yes, a cave was appropriate. sylus glances over his shoulder as she nears and there's an almost wry curve to the corner of his mouth. )

Not really, no. I'd rather not encourage coziness. ( he takes a breath and turns to face her properly, his mask moderately slightly possibly firmly in place. ) And what brings you here?

never

[nevus]

[ she greets his smile with one of her own. far wider and warmer, of course, and one that speaks of a fondness born out of familiarity. he had helped her once, after all. a great deal, in fact, and manuela is not the type of woman to forget such kindness so easily.

even if most of his motivation for doing it was out of boredom. ]

Oh, what brings me anywhere? The culture, the company. I think we can agree that the only thing close to culture in this cave are the fungi growing along those walls, and since I am not one for mushrooms, we can then assume I'm here for the other thing.

[ you, sylus. she's here for you. ]

What's got you so down? Not your costume, certainly. I think the silver is quite fetching on you.

[crowjobs]

( he just might, maybe, a little bit, exhale a small chuckle from his nose. he appreciates her candor. as much as he doesn't particularly want company right now, he thinks he can manage just fine with her. not that he's going to sit here and have a heart to heart with anyone or anything like that, but perhaps a conversation to take his mind away from this miserable place. ( because running away isn't an option, it never is for sylus. he's no coward. )

his gaze slips to look down at himself and his costume and lifts an arm to watch the fabric billow slightly. )

I can't say it's my style. ( his arm drops back to his side and his brow twitches slightly as he looks over her own costume. ) Don't think it's yours, either.

( no, someone like manuela is meant to be draped in rich, luxurious fabrics and dripping in gems and gold. but, that's just his opinion.

anyway.

he makes a gesture to the cave around them. )

Had my plan been to get you alone, I'd say it worked in my favor.

( subject avoidance? why, yes! )

[nevus]

[ the attention to her clothing — if one can even call it that; really, isn't it more just a glorified sack with a hole for the head? — puts a brief frown on her lips, bordering on a pout. her hands find her hips, which is the only way one can even hope to find a hint of a body under there. ]

It's awful, isn't it? And the color completely washes me out.

[ all that dreary gray... how insulting. if she hadn't commandeered the make up room herself, nobody would have even bothered to apply so much as blush to her cheeks!

but, she can sense enough he would rather talk about anything but the reason he's there in the first place. and that does mollify her enough that she decides not to push... for now. after all, part of the concern was making sure he wasn't off sulking alone. it'd be extremely counterproductive for her to nag him so much he all but pushes her away. ]

Had your plan been to get me alone, I would have been flattered.

[ said in a way so saccharine it's clear she knows that he knows that hadn't even been a consideration of his, let alone a plan. but that's alright, manuela is only more than happy to let him find his distractions, even if she shoots them down at every turn. ]

Instead you make me hunt for you, and now my feet are sore. [ they wouldn't even give her heels... just awful knockoff uggs. imagine! walking around flatfooted!! ] How do you expect to make that up to me?

[crowjobs]

( usually he skulks around alone. it's... kind of difficult to do that here when he's basically trapped on this stupid movie set and can't go to his room. but, it is what it is, and he'll gladly take manuela as a distraction. that's much more fun. well, for now, anyway. he's not bored with her; that's the important part.

he tilts his head slightly to the side, noting that drippingly sweet tone of voice and not fully understanding it. true, right now, he wasn't aiming to get her alone. but, that doesn't mean he wouldn't ever. that she seems to overlook that in favor of what he assumes to be sarcasm is... interesting. something to look further into at another time, certainly.

for now, he closes the gap between them and smiles so plainly at her that's suspicious. it becomes all the more evident when he quickly bends and curls one arm around the back of her thighs and lifts her. and, he'll do his best to make sure she doesn't fall, but if she chooses to remain there, he's going to keep her safely balanced with just one arm. )

I suppose I could start here.

[nevus]

[ what follows after is a flurry of flailing limbs, fluttering robes, and a squeak so undignified we shan't speak of it any longer. ]

Sylus!

[ how she doesn't manage to immediately bonk her head on the cavern wall, it's anyone's guess. sylus is already obscenely tall as he is, now that he's got her more or less perched on his chest and shoulder makes the manuela-sylus hybrid monster at least seven feet. she can feel her head begin to brush the edge of the ceiling, though, forcing her to sort of... hunch over a little... which may or may not just shove her chest directly in his face.

her hands cling to the silvery fabric around his collar, clinging for dear life even though his hold on her is incredibly stable. ]

Don't you even think of dropping me—!

[ he hasn't moved yet, so she is spared the embarrassment of others seeing her like this... but at the same time there is a mild rush of exhilaration over how easily he handles ner, that snatches her breath and makes her a little dizzy...

or maybe it's just because of the sudden shift in altitude now that she's at this height. ]

[crowjobs]

( ah.

well, he hadn't intended to get a face full of a rather ample chest and for a moment it feels almost suffocating, what with the robes and. manuela. he clears his throat, but doesn't let his grip falter and keeps her safe. though, he does lower his arm enough so his face is free of two flotation devices and her head is less inclined to bump anything that may be hanging down from the ceiling. )

I'm not going to.

( he'd like to think he's pretty damn sturdy and reliable enough to not drop this slight woman currently in his arms ( arm, heh ). it'll all be fine so long as she doesn't start flopping around like a fish out of water. his other hand lifts and he slips two fingers into the back of the boot and pulls it off then does the same with the other. he keeps both held loosely between his fingers and turns an expectant look toward her. )

Better?

wagons

[paperpusher]

['Whomever is nearest' is a blond man in a similar robe, though his is a brilliant green and strangely seems to be of a much nicer quality. He's also currently trying to... trace some symbols on the window with his finger and a cup of water, heedless of the fact that one of the owl-headed security guys is staring directly at him as he does so. It's hard to make out exactly what he's drawing (not least because the water keeps running), but although it's circular, it's far more intricate than doodling a simple smiley face on the glass. Even though there's what looks like a large, singular eye in the middle of the circle.

Without looking up from his work, Natori answers dryly:] Not me, actually. You didn't happen to go wandering around the woods at night, did you? Or stumble across a path that wasn't there yesterday?

[crowjobs]

( well, that's weirdly concerning. is he stuck in here with some kind of psychopath? not that it'd be the first time, probably, but sylus doesn't really want to deal with a rogue bogey while in nothing but a robe. he could, most likely, but he doesn't want to right now. so, he just sighs heavily and leans back, crossing his arms over his chest.

pouting? maybe. )

I wasn't even here yesterday. Seems I woke up— ( a pause, he looks down in annoyance ) like this.

[paperpusher]

I'm also not responsible for that, if that's what you're implying. [Natori looks away from the window for just long enough to gesture at his own robe, as if the fact that they're in somewhat matching skimpy outfits exonerates him?] Just trying to figure out if you did something out of the ordinary that could lead you down an ayakashi path.

[Rather than explaining what that means or his own circumstances, Natori puts the finishing touches on his drawing, then presses his fingertips against the glass.]

Distorted fragments, gather to my aid. Conceal--

[A flash of blue light briefly flares up along the path he traced with his finger. There's a squawk of annoyance from the security guard outside, then the window fogs over completely. Natori waits a moment, trying to peer past it, then straightens up.]

Alright, not too bad.

costume department;

[wheft]

[ at least some of them are fitted with simpler costumes, fabric quality aside. ishmael had found herself in an elaborate bridal gown -- presumably to play out a certain director's june bride fantasy even though they're a month too early. regardless of whether her certain outfit is possessed or not, she's having a stressful time reaching for the zippers or even through her skirt to get rid of the garterbelts the costumers had foisted onto her.

sighs.

so she hunts for anyone who might help her with this, and lo and behold, she encounters a taller guy who's been having difficulty with his own wardrobe malfunction too. so with a dry voice: ]

You too, huh.

lord of the wings

[apothecrazy]

[ Maomao, likewise, is trying to stay away from all that's going on as best she can. But the plants catch her interest, and before she knows it, she's flitting around with a basket (don't ask where she found it) on her hip. Pausing here and there to carefully uproot plants to add to her collection.

The new plants have proven enough of a distraction from the awful costume she's found herself in. Given she has no real assets to speak of, they decided to put her in armor (so they called it, but what would this armor protect?) that shows off more skin than she'd like. Hadn't they ever heard of being sexy without showing off a lot of skin?

In any case, it's while she's gathering new plants that she stumbles across the very grumpy-looking man in a silver wig. Everything about him screams 'leave me alone,' and Maomao is more than pleased to do just that. Yet, as is the nature of this place, she finds herself drawn to him. ]

Are you unwell? [ Her tone is as flat as her expression. ]

[crowjobs]

( unfortunately, he's finding that this place has a lot of strange ideas about... many different things. but, avoidance is best when he's in moods like this, so he's just shoving a lot to the back of his mind to not think about further. it's just easier.

probably.

kinda.

okay, not really at all. but, sylus is really good at hiding what he's thinking about. which is why he doesn't grumble when a voice pipes up to draw him out of his morose thoughts and instead just shakes his head slightly and dips his head as a means of thanks for inquiry. )

No, but with what this place considers entertainment, I may become that way.

( he's got jokes! )

[apothecrazy]

[ Shoving things to the back of one's mind is one thing Maomao can understand. She does it often enough, herself. It's easier until it's not.

His response seems good enough as Maomao can't help the little grin that breaks her stoic expression. ]

Then I'm afraid it may become terminal, if that's the case.

[crowjobs]

( that sounds like quitter talk, girl. it's always easier!!! then no one else can find out about anything and you remain cool as a cucumber all the time. or something like that. sylus will get back to everyone on it sooner or later. but, he's found at least, in most cases that it's just easier to keep things to himself than try to explain anything as most of it just seems completely unbelievable.

anyway.

the smile that tugs up on side of his lips is genuine amusement, as is the small huff of laughter exhaled from his nose. high praise from this guy. )

Unfortunate. That doesn't seem to bode well for my stay, in that case.

[apothecrazy]

[ No way, humans aren't meant to keep things bottled up for too long. Though Maomao can't say she's ever had a breakdown from keeping things bottled up. So far, things have worked out with her convincing herself she doesn't have emotions. ]

I suppose it doesn't unless you can adapt.

[ Maomao shifts the basket she's holding to cover herself a little better. Pointless, she knows when little is left to the imagination with her costume. Still, it's a small comfort for someone who is accustomed to wearing baggy clothing that covers everything. ]

However, if you like gambling, there is at least that. And they don't require you to get naked to play. [ Surprisingly. ]

[crowjobs]

( well... good thing he's not fully human then 😌 maybe. or something. idk man it's all really vague.

anyway.

sylus also likes to pretend he doesn't have emotions. or, at least, many outside of general annoyance at dumb things and amusement at other dumb things. all just depends on his mood. which he would say doesn't deviate from the norm.

if it makes her feel any better, and in spite of this place being what it is, he's not ogling her like some letch. everything is above board. which, it probably isn't any consolation since she has to walk around like that. but, what does he know. at any rate, he does huff a small laugh and his brows arch high on his forehead. )

No? That seems surprising, all things considered.

( but, he do like to gamble......... )

[apothecrazy]

[ 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. ]

costume department 🖤

[saults]

[ she's not sure if the rotation in performing in all of these promiscuously lewd films is better or worse than the first several weeks she'd spent at the resort. while it certainly beats the frequent invasion of her suit effects taking over, it's not as if tifa feels any more of a sense of control under these conditions, where she's just as easily compelled to offer her "voluntary" participation.

every day has brought about a new costume too, something to match the various scenarios of absurd, unrealistic scenes just for the excuse to get it on. at least today's feels almost simple enough with the silk gown that bears a deep crimson color to match her own eyes, the slit of the skirt beginning at her thigh to show off the tight muscle of her well trained legs. something elegant meant for some naughty restaurant scene that'll require her to really spread her thighs atop a table.

the downside of the look is the way a certain scar seems to peek out from between her cleavage, curving up towards her collarbone, her fingers continuing to rise from instinct to rub at it like it might disappear again (because it had been surgically covered all this time, only recently reappearing across her skin). she begins to consider dabbing on a bit of makeup to conceal it for the shoot, which has her returning to the dressing rooms, making her way to the same mirror she had gotten ready in front of earlier.

except now there's another gentleman at the mirror beside it who hadn't been there before and she stops short when she begins to notice him attempting to tug at his own clothes, recognizing that desperation in trying to tug to no avail — that'd been her just a day earlier. ]

Oh, um— [ she curls her lips inward, clearing her throat to get his attention, her smile apologetic. ] That probably won't work. Some of the clothes, they— well, they won't come off unless someone else helps you out of them. One of their weird tricks here, I guess.

[crowjobs]

( so, here's the thing. there is precious little that catches sylus off-guard; he believes himself to remain cool and even-keeled in all situations. yet, this woman actually causes him to almost comically doubletake. just for a moment he'd thought that—

well, it doesn't matter. he can hardly be blamed with that combination of hair color and the red dress... however, once he properly looks over to her there are some very glaring differences. besides, it would be absurd for her to be here.

and just like that, after only just a split second of surprise, his mask is firmly adjusted back into place. his smile is friendly, easy, but slightly tight at the corners. of course things can't be simple here. )

If they were going to trap me in clothes, at least it could have been something better than— ( his lips twist slightly and he just gestures down toward himself. it could've been better than this cheap ass shit is what his body language seems to scream.

he lifts his gaze to her once again with just a small tilt of his head. he may or may not be seriously asking when he says, )

I don't suppose I could have your assistance, then?

[saults]

[ if the man is momentarily shocked by anything in looking at her, tifa barely notices since it's hardly the first thing to draw her attention with this stranger. really, what does work to briefly distract her is when he looks in her direction and she catches sight of his eyes, a bright crimson that almost matches her own, rare enough in its color.

at his disappointment over his own clothing, her own lips quirk in a gentle humored smile. ]

Oh, I don't know. I think it looks— [ she gives a tilt of her head, not quite staring him down, avoiding any seemingly accidental gawking at his appearance, but sparing a glance. ] It's not too bad.

[ ever the polite one, tifa lockhart.

but then his question prompts a raise of her brows, lips parting with a surprise that shouldn't be there. after all, she'd been the one to explain it to him and she's here, isn't she? she supposes it'd make sense to be asked for help. ]

I— well— [ oh, she's turning a little red, isn't she? maybe she should just find an excuse to swiftly reject it — the shoot, right? not that she's in a rush to get there — but there's that part of her that feels guilty in letting down someone who needs help kicking in. ] If you don't have anyone else, I can give it a shot. I can, um, close my eyes too, if that helps.

[crowjobs]

( the derisive soft snort he gives at that makes it clear he knows she's just being nice. this outfit is hideous!!! he is a man of taste! a man of class! a man who has louboutins in his closet! not this crap. and, he knows he looks silly in it even if he pretends he doesn't. because, regardless of being in this place where no one knows him, he feels he still needs to upkeep his persona. that's more important than being a petulant child about his clothes.

even if he might be that way on the inside. that's fine. no one can see that.

anyway.

the expression on his face softens somewhat when he sees the question actually flustered her. while this woman might not be her, he still can't seem to shake that ghost of familiarity and wanting to see how far that flush can go. but, he knows that's just the devils of this place talking and he'd never dream of forcing someone to do something that clearly makes them uncomfortable. he ain't about that kind of life. so, he smiles at her and somehow resists the urge to ruffle her hair in a friendly, but intimate gesture ( in fact, he curls his hands at his sides to physically stop himself from doing so ). )

Your comfort is more important than me finding a way out of these clothes. ( he flicks at a button on the shirt ) I can figure something out, I'm sure.

[saults]

[ well, she's at least trying to be nice about it, so that he doesn't feel too bad about it since he's clearly feeling self-conscious about it. it's obviously not the worst thing she's ever seen anyone wear, and his face is plenty handsome on its own that she's not sure any actual absurd choice of attire would defer from that very fact. but she's also a little hesitant to go on telling him what she actually thinks about his face.

mostly, though, it's in her habit to try to make anyone feel better, about themselves, about their situation, and right now, instinct overrides with the impulse to help him with his predicament, regardless of her own thoughts on the matter. when he calls out exactly that, she feels a pang of guilt but a bit of surprised ease that he immediately considers her comfort of it. ]

That's ... actually pretty nice of you. [ maybe it's too far of a low bar, but considering her own experiences with hoards of men that have never bothered to even think twice of her feelings on anything they do, it's enough to actually gain some slight appreciation on her part.

and yet, in spite of that, tifa remains ever the people pleaser, knowing she could hardly leave this room while he's in a situation she can help fix. it's not like it's anything outright sexual, compared to most things in this resort, so what's the actual harm in just helping undress someone? it's not as if she'll have to do anything else, right?

so she takes a step forward, chin up with a bit more certainty in her voice. ] It's really okay, though. I'm already here and it's just some clothes. [ she purses her lips a little, fighting an amused smile. ] Plus, you ... really don't look too happy wearing them. [ which is silly in itself, but humorous enough. ] Between us, you might actually be the one most uncomfortable right now.