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TDM 009
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches
Weight: 5 oz
Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!)
Eye color: black
Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick
• emotional guide
• damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking
• mating dances
• hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing
• flying fast
• speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS
• ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
• ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS
• JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
• JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
PREMIERE
YOUR BIG DEBUT
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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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!
▶ 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.
shigaraki tomura | my hero academia (current)
[ Why had he agreed to help with any of these? He doesn't particularly enjoy this kind of spotlight, and neither is he an actor—even his appreciation for the art form is shaky at best. The answer, then, can only come down to earnings. Though he's carved out a rather stable living that far exceeded life on the run back in his original world, remaining in the lower ranks means that he's usually one ill-considered purchase or one bout of property destruction away from regular meals of convenience store instant ramen again.
Unfortunately for the director's vision and any would-be partners, Tomura isn't a particularly great actor. His heart doesn't seem to be in any of these roles, it's all very go, girl, give us nothing. Set hands usually end up scurrying about to find someone he can vaguely carry a scene with, and the directors even set up a screen off-camera to display prompts or lines, which at least help to make him passable. Fortunately, the acting isn't the point of all these "home movies." ]
1. I used to be an RPG streamer, but...
2. My neighbor is a master-rank challenger!
3. Ruin: Defeat at the hands of my arch-nemesis!!
[ ooc: i'm mostly feeling these silly tropey porn scenarios, so that's what these prompts are geared toward! the nsfw is fairly baked-in, so my request is that characters tagging in be over 18. i'm flexible on the inclusion of specific kinks (aside from filming, which i guess is a default here), so feel free to throw in your own twists. for reference, my kinklist is here. wildcards welcome, especially more bad short porno plots. ]
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[Aak was also padding his finances but he was a much more enthusiastic participant. The wide range of silly scenarios being passionately pushed by their directors entertains him. And watching the director slowly tear his hair out over one of the lead actor's complete focus on the game? That's just the cherry on the top.]
Aw, but he's so defenseless-lookin'! [Aak was always more of an FPS kind of guy so even if he is trying there's plenty to be corrected. Plus, he's not the type to focus at the expense of everything else, still sparing looks to where the crew is desperately trying to get the eroticism back in.]
[The Feline scooches closer, arm pressed up against Tomura's arm. Even if it's not seductive it's at least familiarity. It's progress, it's something, while the sound of sticks clicking fills any dead air. He's been dressed in a Sponsor-branded tank top and some short-shorts for the "role." ]
If I get early kills I can snowball, right? What if I take him from behind?
[He does intend to try and make the director's dream come true. Eventually. The innuendo is a start. Right now, though, it is truly no different than if the two got together to play video games on a normal day. Not that they ever did, aside from chance run-ins at Chickadee's.]
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Really, the most disappointing part is that it's an obvious reminder they're here to shoot a porno and not to actually git gud. Whether it be out of spite or lack of inspiration, Tomura currently, obstinately refuses to put any effort toward the former. ]
Not with this guy you can't. That's why I told you to pick another envoy if you wanna play full DPS.
[ As though on cue, the enemy envoy takes their turn to attack, making quick work of Lycarin's HP. There's a high-pitched 'kyaaa!!' as the screen renders a lovingly-animated sequence of their outfit getting absolutely torn to shreds before they get hit with the Waiting to be healed... overlay.
The crew behind the camera seem not at all concerned by this development. It fits with the storyline, after all. A quick scribble on the whiteboard later, and they flip the next prompt up to their actors: "I know what can motivate me... If I win my next match, will you give me a reward?" They seem to have modified their approach (possibly wisely) so that only Aak gets any prompts now. ]
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Hey, [he nudges Tomura's leg with his foot, don't mind the paw pad,]
You know, I'd be really motivated with something extra... [So, despite approaching the Pro Gamer for lessons to become The Best, he needed more motivation? Aak is able to play that hypocrisy completely straight. He swirls his finger around the control stick in a very suggestive way.]
If I win the next one, can I get a reward? [Really, the hardest part of this acting was not laughing at any of Tomura's stubbornness.]
Maybe- ah, crap- [he repawned! While he does understand the point is to film a porno, like, he doesn't wanna just get sniped and killed again!]
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As the envoy revives and starts scurrying around again, he leans in and slips an arm around Aak's waist to take the controller in both hands. Rather than plucking it from Aak's grasp, however, he simply covers the other's fingers with his own. This brings them quite close, his chin just curving over Aak's shoulder. Admittedly, the maneuvering is a bit awkward on Tomura's left side, an old injury having sliced off half his palm, but he makes do with the remaining ring and pinky fingers as he guides the envoy out of the immediate danger zone. ]
Hmm. Depends on the reward.
[ And that's really just him speaking, without any kind of role involved. While he may have a good idea of where this is going, agreeing off the bat will always be foolish. The other party should name their price first. ]
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xxx for vvv
if this shoot were meant to be some kind of comedy, there wouldn't be any issue at all.
as it is, sein has absolutely no clue what he's meant to do here other than the vague directions he'd been given right before stepping onto set ("Literally just fuck the guy until he can't stop cumming. Don't think too hard about it. Give it your best. Do you need a fluffer?") and even then it isn't really anything because, well. That's all the porn scenes, right? Fuck until someone shouts "cut!" (cut what?) and then do it again if someone decides what they're missing here is a better angle. it's in many ways monotonous and exhausting, but at least it's simple. but up until now, sein hadn't felt so thrown about the setting itself, that he finally feels a little overwhelmed by it all.
(also what the hell is a fluffer) ]
Hello, chat.
[ who the hell is chat? goddess help him he isn't even looking into the webcam. he doesn't even know what a webcam is. his gaze falls instead on the "mirrored" reflection of them on tomura's second screen, and so to the audience he just looks like he's staring off at something off-screen and thus thoroughly ruining the illusion of being an immersive experience.
at least he's in view. at least he fills out the get-up he's been assigned — dark, fitted slacks and an equally ubiquitous long-sleeve button-up that has of course been rolled up to just above his elbows. someone charmed his hotel watch to look flashier, and he's got a belt on with silver hardware that looks just as much as a prop as the bucket of toys tucked beneath tomora's desk. a veritable daddy, as his character had so helpfully been dubbed in the script.
which means he doesn't have one to give when he's prompted to introduce himself, which means he has to think quick or look like an idiot. ]
I'm... Kreis.
[ 😬 iykyk ]
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Tomura's eyes return to the computer screen and find more prompts for him to read off. He doesn't look away from the text even once, making this all seem rather stiff and unnatural. ]
Sit down, get comfortable. This might be a long stream. Say "hi" to Kreis, chat. Isn't he— [ Oh, that says "yummy" right there. He doesn't think he'll say that, thank you very much. ] I met him at the Smoked Egg the other night, and it looks like our tastes are a perfect match. So I thought, why not [ through gritted teeth yet again, ] try him out on stream? But be nice to him, okay? This is his first time going live.
Anything you want to add, Mr. Kreis?
[ Thus ends his part. He leans back and spins the chair slightly to look at Kreis, his expression inquisitive, indicating that it's the other man's turn. Now that Kreis is presumably seated in the second chair, he should be well within frame for the webcam and the other, manned cameras. He might finally be able to get a good look at any cues that pop up on the monitor too, if the director decides to put any effort into his role. Which might be wise to do, as Tomura himself seems committed to his flat delivery, completely at odds with the presumably cheery and flirty persona that streamer "Tati" is supposed to embrace. ]
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but when tomura turns back to address him directly, pivoting on that wheeled chair so that they are more or less facing each other, it becomes much easier for sein to forget about how overwhelming all the technology is making him, and instead focus on the only other person in the room besides him. he's convinced talking to a living, breathing person will always be his preference.
and so he is able to smile — something mild but easy and genuine. there is a crookedness to it that grants it a boyish appearance, though in the right angle it looks like a perfectly charming smirk. ]
Just that I'm glad to be here. I'll make sure to do my best.
[ had sein actually looked at the screen, he might have noticed that the director did, in fact, offer up suggestions for responses. absolutely none of them even got near to "be an earnest dud like you are talking to someone's parents about to take them out for their first ever evening date" so.... alas.
is this scene even salvageable at this point??? ]
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[Rin hurries into the shot. To contrast Tomura's typically relaxed pace and low mood, she hams it right up. Bubbly and smiling. Dripping with a tooth-rotting saccharine aura. Costuming has stuffed her in a push-up bra and cropped tank with a low, scooped neckline. A micro-skirt paired with thigh highs tipped with cat-ears adds to the look. Staff insisted on glow-in-the-dark stick on nails, and a headset matching Tomura's with an RGB-lined set of cat ears on the top. The image is capped off with accessories like glowstick bracelets, a cheap choker, and makeup that would look hideous normally — but pulls off quite well in the lowly lit set.
What with Tomura slated to be the under nourished e-girl, Rin has been given a little makeup enhancement. A more defined abdominal area, and a bit more toning around her thighs. Ah, yes. The gymrat gamer: prepped and poised to make sure Tomura is drained not just in the game, but also "IRL"! There are toys scattered about the foot of the bed. Lying in view of the cameras so they serve either as a threat or perhaps a promise.]
I'm Kätzchen! I'll make sure your favorite streamer gives his faithful audience a good show: one way or the other. Are you ready, chat?
[The smile she wears is fake, but not entirely forced. Her body language is overly familiar. Arms thrown around his shoulder and cheeks pressing soft to his.]
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The microphone might catch a small exhaled breath, and the camera a slight upward tug of his lips. That isn't something he would've expected to see her wear ever—obviously not an outfit she picked out on her own. He eventually turns his head back, mostly out of necessity, as she presses in and drapes herself over him, mostly succeeding in bonking both of their headphones together. The attached mic picks up a loud clacking and static as the headsets get knocked askew. ]
Thanks, Kitten.
[ He defaults back to the version of the given name he thinks he can pronounce. While the thanks may be sarcastic—as he tries to readjust his headphones—he continues to wear a slight smirk, which still isn't acting, but he might be marginally enjoyable to watch now? ]
Are you supposed to be a gyaru or something?
[ That's not a line, and it totally breaks immersion, but whatever. As if that's his problem. ]
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[Her eyes peel away from the camera to meet his. The smirk on his face settles her nerves as she slowly untangles herself from him. Rin's now free hands cup his face and turn him toward the screen. Once he's in proper playing position, she plants a brief peck on Tomura's cheek.]
Say chat, wanna make things more exciting!? Should I try to distract him the more power ups he gets? Leave a comment letting us know!
[Does Rin even know who "chat" is? Or what it means to "leave a comment"? That's highly debatable! But she can read her lines, and put on a show.]
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No. If they want something extra, they should pay for it.
[ Definitely not in the script, and definitely not something a streamer should baldly say. But again—as if that's his problem. As though he's talking to "the chat" and not the director: ]
You know the rules. Drop 50 chips for a one-time request, 250 if you wanna make it an ongoing task.
[ Hmm... Since he'd improvised, he came up with the numbers on the fly, but considering 250 chips is just the reward for one bang, maybe he's undervaluing a bit. ]
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3 lets do this
The man can't even be bothered to sit up straight in his chair to greet him properly. It'd make him look a lot more imposing in this moment, and in turn make Gen look even better when he defeats him in the film.
... He's pretty sure defeat means fucking him.
He also only skimmed the script part way, having mostly improvised his lines as he went, so he's just assuming that the hero is meant to win this fight, which is a pretty dangerous assumption to make all in all. ]
Without even breaking a sweat. You think you can at least make this interesting for me?
[ Big words from a guy who got his ass kicked by Tomura before.
Then again, he didn't exactly have a script (presumed by him to be) on his side that would (again he's making some presumptions here) guarantee his victory.
He really shouldn't be thinking of a porn script the same way he does a classic fantasy action movie. ]
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You think damn highly of yourself, huh? Let's see how confident you are without your armor.
[ At least this line delivery comes with some conviction behind it. Tomura also isn't certain what to expect—he definitely hasn't read the scripts (any of his scripts), which is what necessitated most crews scurrying around to find a prompter—so despite certain misgivings, he's a bit curious to see what kinds of tricks the director has lined up to pull off this battle between the Chosen Hero and the Demon Lord. This time, he'll let them do their thing, as he follows the directions to hold his arm out; his interpretation means palm outward and fingers splayed. ]
Make it rain.
[ From his position, Tomura can see everything. A crew member hefts something onto his shoulder that resembles a cross between a large water gun and a cannon. Aiming it at the air, it fires off with a gurgling burst that reminds him of a sound effect he'd hear in a video game. He soon realizes that what it is, is essentially a large paintball gun. Globs of suspiciously white and viscous substance are flung into the air before, indeed, raining down onto the floor below. The fluid splatters largely harmlessly on the stone floor and hall runner, some of it even hitting ill-positioned crew members. Some of them jerk and try to shake off the substance, but it eventually becomes clear that they themselves weren't harmed; their clothes have merely begun to sport some noticeable holes.
Soo... Evidently, that's the kind of powerset the Demon Lord is working with. ]
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There's no avoiding this one, even as he starts to move forward, it's landing on the already fairly revealing top he's got on, peeling most of armor off of him. It even manages to splatter a little on the legs to make holes in the covering of his much more modest looking lower half, though at least that stays largely intact, instead of falling off of him in pathetic shreds.
Clicking his tongue in agitation he scrambles to get away from the puddles of "paint" before it starts to eat away at his shoe, before hoisting his weapon off of his shoulder to point it dramatically, and he assumes thematically, at Tomura.
It should be mentioned now, the weapon that looks like a sword when slung over a shoulder looks a lot duller and rounder at the tip when observed like this. Maybe not completely shaped like a phallus, but not not shaped like one either. Definitely not something that is going to cut through anyone, though a good thump on the head could still hurt. ]
That's it. You're a dead man.
[ That was almost certainly not in script that is laced with overt innuendos that can barely qualify as tongue and cheek in the first place.
Hardly seems to matter, because no one on the crew is going to be able to stop Gen as he charges forward towards Tomura now, starting to move to swing the "sword" back like he's winding up for a pitch in baseball. ]
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However salty he deems Narumi to be, he still receives the attack with relish, though it's likely an unscripted act. The "sword" Narumi swings is conspicuously fake and somewhat phallic, no effort invested to even resemble the real thing; clearly, unlike their last encounter, the fight isn't meant to be the spectacle here. In the background, the crew seem to panic at their lead actor going rogue—and in such a violent way!—but this straightforward charge hardly registers to Tomura as dangerous at all. Anyhow, the throne room in this set castle is long enough that Narumi will have some distance to cover.
But having also not read the script, Tomura doesn't really know what he's supposed to be doing either. If he were wholly invested in the role, he might make a decision that's vaguely in-character and try to steer the porno back on course—that just doesn't describe the reasons for his involvement at all, so he's even clueless on the direction to steer. Oh well—that means he should just do what he wants, right?
He wonders if the prop weapon he'd been given is also more prop than weapon; though by all measures, the bullwhip feels solid as he unclips it from his belt, the leather fitting comfortably in his hand. This is far from his weapon of choice, but he's nothing if not adaptable. It takes him only an instant to hop to his feet, flicking the whip twice: once upwards to unravel it, then down, sending the braided tail cracking through the air in Narumi's direction. It wouldn't kill (the way he would prefer to go about his battles) if it connects, but it would probably sting, and leave a nice, red welt, doubtlessly the intended effect of such a choice of prop.
Really, it's so predictable of the sex hotel that Tomura is almost annoyed—but there is some novelty in it, and he has to admit it's probably a damn good way to piss off his opponent if he can get the hang of it. ]
So much for a heroic image.
[ Also, naturally, unscripted, and at this point, he may as well just be talking to Narumi than the Chosen One he's supposed to represent. The crew behind the scenes are now almost certainly scrambling to come up with new lines for their derailed plans. ]
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limited though his experience is, he draws on all of it now as he leans one hand on the back of shigaraki's chair, glances briefly at the prompter, and then says into the camera, ]
...Hello, everyone. I'm— [ internal sigh. the prompter says "xXxUndyingEdgexXx;" blade makes an executive decision and just says, ] Blade.
[ good thing his real(ish) name sounds enough like an edgelord online streamer thing anyway amirite
anyway, his role in this affair seems straightforward enough. he'd had shigaraki show him what "getting sucked dry" looked like, earlier, so blade would know what to pay attention to, and now it seems to just be a matter of getting into position and getting started. blade runs a hand down the nape of shigaraki's neck (as directed!) and then says, in a delivery only marginally more convincing than shigaraki's, ]
Up, kitten. Let me sit.
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Anyway, it's nowhere near as surprising as getting called kitten by this guy... Even if the delivery comes out rather flat, that makes him feel like jumping even more than the fingers brushed against his neck, because who is this man? There is some veritable clash right now between Tomura's perception of him and the role he's rather dutifully trying to fulfill... But come on, doesn't that kind of dialogue just drip cringy tryhard? His name is Blade, but still—
That makes up the bulk of his bewilderment as Tomura twists his head to catch Blade in his peripheral. ]
Sit? There's a chair right there—
[ Of course there's another chair for the guest; while this is meant to be a porno, having an extra seat gives the actors more options—that's probably what the crew was thinking. In this case, however, it just makes whatever this is meant to build towards even more confusing for Tomura, until SIT ON TOP OF HIM flashes onto his screen. Oh... like that. He's not exactly a fan of the idea while he's meant to be gaming, but evidently the plan here isn't to let him actually enjoy the game—and if he's gotta be in this for a little, he might as well go all in. But being still uncommitted to the acting part, Tomura wears a not-very-in-character frown as he sets his headphones aside and peels himself out of the chair to make room for the other man. ]
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well, he's just going to have to do his best. blade takes a seat in the chair, spreading his thighs just slightly to make a comfortable seat for tomura, then reaches out to touch his hip and guide him back to sit again. the position leaves tomura's thighs slightly spread too, his back resting against blade's chest, and there's enough of a difference in their heights that blade has no trouble seeing the screen over tomura's shoulder.
fortunately for tomura, at least for the time being there's no more cringy porn dialogue to be delivered. instead, blade just wraps one arm around tomura's waist to hold him in place, his hand slipping under the soft material of tomura's e-girl shirt to press against his stomach. after that, though, blade makes no further attempt at distraction—not yet, anyway. ]
Go ahead, [ he says instead, his voice a low rumble against tomura's back. ] Get started.
[ blade will get to work eventually, but he'll at least give tomura enough time to start up the game and get comfortable playing it before he really ramps things up. ]
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It could be worse. They could've chosen a scrawny bastard who would buckle under his weight, but Blade makes for a somewhat comfortable seat (though regrettably not as comfortable as the chair itself). The position also draws Tomura's attention to their difference in height; though it hadn't been completely unnoticed before, particularly during their match in the ring, it's much more evident with his back against Blade's chest and the other man peering over his shoulder. Tomura doesn't place much importance in height, but it does make this situation as a whole slightly more annoying.
And then Blade slips a hand under his shirt. His abs jump instinctively under the touch, but what possess him in the immediacy is confusion. He doesn't really know Blade as a person, but the kind of reserved stoicism he gives off makes Tomura think he wouldn't readily get on board with the Golden Peacock's entire agenda, and yet. Is Blade going along with it because it's a task to fulfill, or—?
But, sure. Get started. It's evident that he isn't fully comfortable even as he does so, his body tense like an uncertain cat. He's expecting that he's going to be subjected to... something, sooner or later, and not knowing when, not knowing whether Blade planned to act on the director's orders or his own whims, contributes another layer of wariness. Tomura's too proud to fuss over this too, and so he sets his jaw—so far from the flirty persona of his role—before dourly reading off more of the script: the prices for "chat" to request further one-time or recurring acts during the stream.
Then, he launches into the game. The screen fades into short introduction scene of the player character, a brown-haired woman in a plain-but-ragged white robe, getting thrown into a room with stone walls. Suspiciously dripping sacks hang from the ceiling, and the woman who now clambers to her feet reveals the bottom of her robe has been stained red. He can take control shortly after, guiding her towards the door—of course, locked—before venturing back, deeper into the room, exploring the 2D-rendered space. ]
So it looks like the gameplay is mostly going to be puzzle-solving and platforming... Since we're still in the tutorial area, this part probably won't be too difficult...
[ The prompt bar has shown him nothing for this part, so it looks like "chat" and Blade will just have to deal with his half-assed attempt at riveting entertainment instead. ]
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3. Ruin: Defeat at the hands of my arch-nemesis!!
N-No wait you misunderstand me! [ Sometimes - sometimes she can play her Sakura personality up. Does she enjoy it? No, no more than Kazura pretending to be BB, and no more than any of the Alter Egos deftly attempting to mimic the other. However, she was requested to play a heroine role, and BB, disgusted by the offer, thought she would accept. Only to then ruin the set and turn it on its head, like she always has and always would.
First, she needs to set the stage and come upon this play as if she is no more than a sweet little dainty thing.
BB who is cosplaying as Sakura, who she is, but Sakura is not her - fate things sorry don't worry about it - is dressed in a pink dress and dolled up in a way a magical girl would be. It would seem she is playing up the concept of - HEROINE here to save a Villain and wanting to be rather obnoxious about it, before she tears into this script and changes it so that SHE is the final boss instead. ] I-I am not here to defeat you... I just, want to be your friend.
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[ The costar they'd found for him is a cute little thing. That could be said without personal tastes involved: objectively cute, decked out in all the gear of a sugary-sweet, magical heroine. Not the kind of "hero" and not the kind of genre he's the most familiar with, but—what more is a Demon Lord meant to do anyway? Look imposing, put up some token argumentation, fight and lose—or fight and win. It seems there's more than a few movies that salivate over the hero's corruption.
Though this girl has certainly been given A Script... Unbidden by any cue, Tomura scoffs. He can't help it—it had been like a reflex, like tapping one's knee. Where has he heard that kind of cliche before? ]
Be my friend? And what is that meant to accomplish?
[ At least they're putting a little bit of effort into the dialogue, despite every movie being shot being an obvious porno. He hopes the script will stay the course, or he might seriously choke on some corny line about embracing the heroine's kindness—or whatever. As it is now, there's at least some kind of believability to his performance—though it might be more accurate to say that any inflection or emotion is simply his actual skepticism of her lines leaking through. ]
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Hey everyone.
[ at least he's familiar with this guy of thing
unlike my other guyhe himself had engaged in a little bit of streaming, in that short summer between high school and his first semester of college. he'd even managed to amass a small following, a little less than a hundred, which is not much at all but also not an insignificant number from a guy just goofing around, playing video games. ]My name's Daisuke. Tati here told me he could use some help with today's stream.
[ he had been given fairly straightforward directions, and so he waits an appropriate amount of time before feigning surprise, supposedly at something someone in the chat must have said. ]
...Oh? Didn't you all know? Yeah, Tati and I go way back. Since we were still waddling around in our diapers.
[ ah, yes, that's fairly believable, isn't it? childhood friends who mess around. absolutely nothing to see here, just two guys being pals, occasionally touching dicks. y'know — normal stuff.
he walks around the large gamer chair tomura has plunked himself into, till he stands just within frame, but now it's mostly his profile in view. he reaches for the arm rest, maneuvering the chair to swivel and face him better. ]
Tati, you should've told me you were into stuff like this. [ he looks to the other man now, brows lifting as the beginnings of a teasing smirk play at his lips. playing the cocky, if somewhat aloof childhood friend? this much, he can do well enough. ] Is that why you enjoyed all our sleepovers so much?
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He's instead paired with this dark-haired man, probably around his own age, with somewhat plain features (albeit "plain" in a way a boyband group would probably appreciate). Tomura, at first, doesn't think much of it. It seems like the guy they've recruited is either a yapper or someone who really doesn't mind leaning into his role, which works well for Tomura's purposes. If his co-star doesn't mind shouldering the burden of performance for the camera, then that makes things easier on him, doesn't it?
Maybe that had been a bit optimistic. Just when he thought "Daisuke" had the backstory handled (and therefore had begun to space out), the other suddenly grabs his chair and swivels it around. It's an unanticipated interruption that leaves his eyes somewhat widened in irked surprise, an awkward lack of response catching in his throat. ] Er—
[ What does he say to that? For starters, he can't read the script if Daisuke insists on putting himself in the way. Further, while some roles at least include an element he could extrapolate, the setup of "childhood friends who experimented" lies far from his wheelhouse. He doesn't even have a childhood friend, apart from vague memories of playground playmates, so it's even useless to try and conjure up some fantasy of adolescent escapades. He ends up frowning at Daisuke for an awkward bout of silence. ]
I... told you not to bring that up.
[ is the best he can come up with. It's not the answer of flirtatious, Peacock-sponsored "Tati," but you can't ask for much from someone who's main response to teasing is a non-response or a shut-down... But in his mind, it accomplishes the needs of being believable, curbing the topic for good, and being a response at all. ]
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which is probably not the attitude one wants to be bringing into a porno set but, well, here we are. ]
Sure, sure, [ he responds, in what he hopes is a casual-enough tone that no one can spot the way his smiles wavers from lack of confidence. slowly, he lowers himself down to his knees, positioning himself between tomura's legs (if he'll allow it). eye contact is supposed to be really sexy, but is it still hot to witness if oushi's reason here is to make sure he is not at risk of getting kicked in the head when his hands slide up to start undoing the other man's pants?
there's a long, long pause as he thumbs over a button. maybe his caution can be misread as teasing. ]
...Aren't you supposed to start playing?
[ technically — technically! — he hasn't lost his nerve yet. and all the cameras can see of him right now are the tips of his bright-pink ears. so as far as all that's concerned, he's still doing a pretty decent job here. (please say yes.) ]
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