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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.
texas ― arknights ― 9 of spades
a thong too, unfortunately for her, which rides up against her tail just about. fuck. she wants to scream. couldn't they just let her chill back in her suite after the shit from last month? texas being a light sleeper is a bit useful, but she did not have it in her to stay in bed for a stranger when she attempts to get up. now, if they happen to be a clingy sleeper or the kind of sleeper that just, simply, doesn't let go no matter what? she starts to get annoyed.
damn it, let go! or that's what she wants to say when her near attempts at loosening the opposing persons arms around her causes her to unfortunately roll to the floor with her new "friend".
guess that's one way to wake up with someone, in a rather....compromising position that the wolf isn't happy about.)
b. casting call.
at any rate, she's reading over this list again and making a face. what even are these names? who the hell is getting laid as a pizza deliveryman? second thought, they could spin that into her profession and she rather not see it.)
I swear this list has got to be the shittiest thing I've read.
(no, really. who the hell came up with it? she rather not get probed or tortured by whatever the machine listed is. that sounds like the worst mistake she could have ever made in allowing this as her choice, but she's already curious on how much worse it can get.)
c. forced novelty wolf companion.
like hell she wants to do that, but between the costume and the small bouts of arousal she's dealing with? her suit even showing signs of saturating slightly? she doesn't have a choice in the matter. not that she knows yet about what happened to her over the course of april whenever they found her on the penthouse floors.
anyway, she's seated in her....cave? den? yeah, let's go with den, carved into a fantastic looking tree and looking bored once she hears the sound of footsteps. her ear, pierced and fluffy, twitches in the direction of the entrance to this den before attempting to seem interested enough when she says:)
Welcome, traveler, you must have come from far away to see me.
(sorry that she sounds monotonous, even if she can act.)
d. typecasted.
the role of mafiosi, she's stuck there at the "entrance" hall. waiting, while the fake rain falls down along window panes. she's to go out to the courtyard for a more passionate moment when they signal it after what would be a brief fight. texas is the one that's supposed to "win" and head into a moment of realization between them that they both wanted more than just the bloodshed.
that they wanted each other, to touch and to fuck one another like their lives depend on it. but as is usual, she's mad when it comes to these things. she always would be mad. mad even as she stands ready whenever the doors comes open. her fake swords held out, a well practiced stance despite how long it's been since she last had a proper fight with a weapon.)
You're here, come. Let's make this quick, shall we?
(if she sounds more aggressive, it's half from her suit mark and half from her annoyance. being reminded of the past never did sit well with this wolf.)
e. wildcard.
Typecasted
[Announces Aurelia as she flourishes the ‘prop’ dueling sword in her hand. Having traded for her usual dress for a more ‘practical’ top and skirt that nonetheless makes her feel like she should be standing on a parade float instead of in this dreary wet hall. The stance she settles in as she raises her blade and begins a slow approach is just as well practiced as Texas’s, a fact she notes with some excitement.
Proper violence is far more enjoyable than acting.
The problem is instead that Aurelia is a very good actress. She walks the walk, and even put on a hint of an accent that made the producers go ‘Excellente’ in horrible imitations. Were it not for the impossibility of it, she could pass for Siracusian with a little more effort.]
Come, don’t leave a girl waiting.
[And with a mocking sword salute, Aurelia is darting across the room to swing a strike straight for Texas’s throat.]
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but that's not here, not even there currently. the sword goes right for her throat, and she moves away, fluidly. a switch flipped in her eyes. is this violence, is this her playing along? that's the mystery when she begins this clash of swords, that she dances around the room with two blades in hand.
they knew what they were doing when they chose her. they've known since the start, while not allowing her to protest.) Tch, don't call me "darling". (for a moment she gets reminded of a certain someone, even if that was a line she's meant to say in character. they still had to play their parts, and she held no wish to think about lappland again.
the producers were even watching in awe, who knew that the wolf that just barely plays this game was capable of acting? well. texas knew, she doesn't consider herself an actress. she's not good at it, or so she says to herself often. again, that was lappland, and even giovanna.)
Besides, you were the one that kept me waiting.
(....they honestly might wish they could do something more large scale, they already had texas dressed for her part. a half-buttoned dress shirt and dress shorts, dress boots this time, too.)
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How fun.
It’s only her inhuman abilities that are keeping her in the fight, and Aurelia is thriving. Though the director is waving frantically at them to get them to at least pretend to remember their lines instead of dancing back and forth across the stage.]
But you are my darling! My one and only, the only woman in this rain filled hole of a city that can challenge me! I’ll never let you go!
[That’s close enough to her line right? She’s forgotten them already. She probably doesn't need to respond to the part about keeping Texas waiting, her character is supposed to be kind oblivious to details while obsessing over her rival in misplaced lust and desire. She'd ignore that.
Duck that sword swing, parry the other one and be forced back, turn the momentum into a spin to go and try and strike Texas's back! The grin on her face stops being an exaggerated fake and became a small and real grin]
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because she never expected this, not the way that it's going. most of the time her sparring matches are with broca or one of her other friends. not like this with fake weapons. they took those from her, even if she misses the feeling of them in her hands. she might never get them back, it's difficult to tell. of them? unsurprisingly, she has the better grip on swordplay. two isn't easy to use.
it takes time, effort, and patience. all three can be a struggle for those who don't have that kind of strength to them. a swing, a slash, parry, a shuffle. she's doing her best to make it flashy, even redirecting hits as necessary. the slash to her back that aurelia takes is given to her arm, though it does little to stop her.
it's a little fun, for once. she still hates it, but she has every reason to dislike these reminders of a bygone time that had been so tiring for her. like nothing felt right for her. that everything was piling up, the pressure and the way that she almost wondered if she would have died had she stayed.)
I'll admit that you're good, but I'm not one to let myself be tied down.
(the director, of course, is starting to seem annoyed. she's not sure why. are they going a bit too hard? who knows, she isn't paying attention to when they should be saying their lines or improvising. though who can blame her? she surely did not want to be in a bad porno.)
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[There, that should be cheesy enough for the director to get that impatient stare off her back as she throws herself back into the fight. She’s improving as she does, shaking off rusty skills that haven’t been touched in decades, and as the blood gets pumping her vampiric nature bleeds into her motions. Stronger strikes, faster motions. She’ll exhaust herself quickly trying to keep up with Texas’s swordplay but at least for a little while she’ll be able to really make her sweat.
There’s an expensive looking chandelier prop hanging over there heads, Aurelia’s eyes linger on it long enough for Texas to give her a hard blow and put her back on the defensive if she so chooses, but knocking it down would certainly be a dramatic end to the fight? Might even net her a win instead of the much more likely draw (or loss, she refuses to admit)]
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but enough about that, the slash she gave her during that distraction had caught texas's attention. what was she looking at? then she realizes, the prop chandelier. that she happened to be beneath now, shit. for that, if aurelia did go for it, she jumps back quickly. enough for it to minimize some of the damage done. she didn't get hurt too much, but it did near crash down on her. and even if she didn't, the director seems to be displeased.
displeased enough that the air has a single word cut through it (CUT!) from their ignoring what this film was meant to be. pornography. not some kind of action film where they get into the nitty-gritty as being more along the lines of their fights and other things. surely there's a market for fighting as porn, maybe the weirdos from the fight cage might even buy it from how into it they seemed.
regardless, they're being given a break and recess, enough of one that texas sighs. damn it. she was hoping to not be stuck here, why would she want to do this? she clearly holds a dislike for the role they've given her, and she genuinely is debating on sneaking off set to go risk being dragged into something major. she'd even take being a gopher over this before she goes to take a seat nearby.)
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She’d been having too much fun. But at least no one got hurt with her loss of control
Nonetheless, she can tell that Texas is hating every second of this, even if she enjoyed the fight, so she places a small hand on her elbow and points off the set. Back towards the trailers and elevators.]
Let’s scram, I’ll deal with the director if he complains.
[She owes Texas at least that much.]
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siracusa and all of its blood filled history.
whatever the case, she did take it, the suggestion. giving someone a different kind of show in exchange for an actual breather is fine. they'll worry about unhappy staff later, but the paparazzi did seem to get the idea that texas would in fact drive them off alone. so did the bodyguards. she's her own personal bodyguard, she didn't need the extra help once she turns to make her way towards the trailers and elevators.)
Thanks.
(she can say that much, the ice queen demeanor and behavior for her aside. texas knows when to remember those manners that her grandfather had instilled in her, the parts of herself that she couldn't quite scrub away if she tried.)
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c (awoo)
"Esteemed Lady Wolf. I have come to seek your help... I need warriors to challenge the terrible dragon who has taken all the women from my village as brides."
[At least the person she had been put to act against was someone she was familiar with. As the days passed, she found herself more and more eager to see familiar faces. It may have something to do with how the heart suit plainly visible against her throat is a much more distinct red than when they first met.]
awoooooo
who would? well, second thought don't answer that. she has a feeling there's plenty who might. texas can apologize later if needed, the most she can do is treat her gently after remembering the way the other woman seemed to not be having a good time during their meeting at the sports festival.)
I see. Then I will offer my sword if you are willing to stand against the dragon. I have a score to settle with it.
(no, she's making this up on the spot. they're eating it up now that she's actually not looking bored and sounding like she's wanting to be anywhere other than here.)
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"We will be in much better shape with your help. I have heard the stamina," [Clara makes a face with how much lurid flourish the voice-over actress puts on that word.] "of the wolfkin is beyond compare."
[After the brief internal cringe, Clara spares Texas an apologetic look. It's a bit early, though, as the voice-over seems to be chiding them for their lack of enthusiasm.]
"Could I feel your muscles?" [the grip Clara has on her staff increases again, really?] "Or your... ears?" [What was with people here and their animal ear fetishes?]
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anyway, the wolf did raise a brow at the question. luckily that didn't offend her, what even is with the resort and people wanting to touch her ears? they don't move or anything, at most the pierced one just flicks like she's trying to figure out some kind of mystery.)
Maybe later for my ears, and anything else you grow curious about.
(good enough, she might not sound enthusiastic, but by the heavy sigh? people have worn her down on rejecting their request to touch those fluffy ears. the tail, too. for a second, she almost swears a producer just groaned because they weren't getting to see how she'd react to them being messed with right then and there.
to that, she threw a glare in their direction, and they shut up real fast.)
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"So be it," [the voice-over even sounds a bit sulky. After a pause, the director calls cut for them to move to another scene. What was next? The wriggling vines of the Fairy's Forest? Oh, what about the scene in the Elven Mountains where the Saintess sprains her ankle and needs to be cared for by her faithful companion?]
[Clara, meanwhile, immediately curls her shoulders when the camera cuts. She continues to cover her chest with the staff, stepping over to "talk" conspiratorially with Texas. She scribbles a little text above where her Watch is and the text pops up.]
I apologize.
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for now, she's got her eyes on clara. she seems fine, at least there's that. the worrisome part was texas noticing the red saturating her suit mark. would that even be fine? they have to be ready for this film, whether they like it or not.)
Don't worry, I'm more worried about you. Will you be fine with this? Because they won't let us go until we finish.
(there is always sneaking off set, sparing clara the humiliation of having the act recorded. allow her to find someone that she would be comfortable touching her, even. it's not that texas doesn't assume she wouldn't be allowed, but she's understanding of these things as they've spoken about.)
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If I leave the set now, who knows what will come next.
[She could hope to dodge the whole thing, but... the paparazzi also doubled as outing her location. There were contracts that needed to be fulfilled. She might be able to buy it out but that would requiring relying on Charlie. And he would demand favors in return.]
I can't simply hope for you to rescue me.
[That would be silly, after all. The two of them, running away from an oppressive force, hiding from the cameras and pressing their bodies against each other as they tumbled to the forest floor together. Completely ridiculous.]
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....they did say that if we didn't play along properly that our accounts are being drained.
(like anywhere, money is still necessary. survival comes at a cost, without the means to sustain oneself that also runs the risk of having to go without certain luxuries. food is a necessity for those that need it and texas does need to eat, she isn't something like clara who sustains herself by other means. not that she knows. she likely would have been unfazed, vampires do exist in terra. despite her rather annoying encounters with warfarin. but she's more focused on what to do about this.)
We could always just go back to the trailers while using the break as an excuse, but I'm more worried about what your suit mark might do to you. I know that they tend to get more extreme for me, since I'm in the spades suit.
(hearts....she hasn't encountered, not yet. weiss had commented that her own even made her act differently, but who knows if it might apply to hearts suit players. though it's not a worry about her safety, it's more a worry for what it would do to clara.) Not what it might do to me, I mean. (she'll clarify that point, she never did mind what could happen. it was better to unfortunately accept that things may double back to involving sex.)
c
At least it looks good on her?
Her expression flickers and there's something a little hopeful there - but she does have to stay in character, right? She winces slightly as someone squawks into her ear. They're prompting her, of course. She tries not to stumble over her words. ]
Ah - of course I have. I heard tales of the wolf's brute animal strength. I... uh. Had to see it for myself. Test it, perhaps.
[ Wow, this sucks. ]
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she doesn't move, not even away. not even towards her, she only stares. what could be running through that head of hers? because that's what they might not get an answer to for now. what even can she say? she almost forgets that this is supposed to be a film in how she would have liked it to be a better time for seeing one another again.)
Hmph, if you are here to test my might, then it better be worth my time.
(she has to play the character, but it does cause her to loosen up. the bored and distant gaze she carried had shifted now into something unreadable, her tone is also more befitting the character that she has to play. at least one of them has acting chops. somehow. but texas does often tell herself she's not giovanna or lappland when it comes to these things.
they're the experts, but wow it really does suck.)
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She knows she's been gone for a bit. She just doesn't quite know how long or how everyone else has been. How they've reacted. She also can't ask right now. ]
Do you really think I wouldn't be here if it wasn't?
[ She steps forward. ]
I need to come with me, after all. And I don't plan on losing. [ Corny. But expected. ]
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but she doesn't know, feelings are always difficult to work through. texas or rather cellinia, she's always struggled in that regard. saying what she means and feels, what she thinks. about whether she's sincere or not in her expression of most things, while hoping for the best in how she can come off as. because doesn't she know that too well about herself? who knows, she surely doesn't in how the wolf tends to do things.)
I'd like to see you try, then.
(it's easier to act, to play pretend. she didn't need to focus on her inner turmoil while playing about the part cellinia had been given by this stupid film. they're meant to be something corny, but a part of her didn't have it drift that way. she's not going for corny, she's doing this because she doesn't want to show a little restraint in her demeanor for the sake of some people to have material to get off on.
the only difference is they're on camera. will be, on camera, recorded at the end of the day and even broadcasted later for the resort to watch. the thought is aggravating in a sense, she doesn't want people to see it. not something like this. not the idea of her letting down her guard in a sense to let someone touch her the way she might want to over following along with this plot line they had in mind.)
Come then, let's see how good you do at playing hero.
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But there's no time to unpack that now, is there?
Especially when it is a little easier to just follow the script for their little reunion. Even if Red, like Cellinia, hates that this is being recorded, hates the thought of it being shown to who knows how many people. She breathes out in a slow exhale, her expression not really hardening - more becoming determined. If she has to do this, she'll do it her own way. Or at least try to add her own little defiant streak. ]
If that's the way you want to do this - fine.
[ Red comes scrambling up those last few steps and leaps. It's a tackle, nothing artful about it. But perfect for a barbarian warrior heroine, right? ]
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what was she supposed to feel, to think?
because cellinia doesn't have an answer to that question, she might not ever. not about the way that she wonders if she would have been better off not allowing herself to almost feel vulnerable that one time alone. or another time, like in the red cardinal. she doesn't know. not about what happened in maintenance, not about cellinia being uncertain why she can't remember what she saw. none of it. not even about how strange she's felt since then with the two of them locking eyes.
they'll do their part, but hate it. hate it as cellinia steps back away from the tackle, as she follows the instructions fed to her to head further back into the den as planned. they wanted this done properly, down to the last detail.)
Keep up with me, hero, only then will I be your sword.
(they did say no external abilities, only what they can give physically. no arts, only her hands and feet are her best bet. she didn't want to use her arts, anyway. not on red and not at any time while making her way deeper into the den.)
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The joys of being an actress, apparently. Even for something as ridiculous as this.
So she follows into the enclosed, smaller space, hoping that the look she gives Cellinia will be enough to tell her that Red is relieved - glad - to see her. Even with this ridiculousness they have to participate in. As they plunge into the passageway, she gives chase, lunging here, and then there - trying to make it look convincing, even if she's not supposed to catch her just yet... ]
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that some part of her would always stick out, as ridiculous as this is, whenever she notices how red is looking at her. cellinia can only be somewhat relieved, she's back. but she also finds the feeling of her absence in that time like being a void. a void which the wolf would hope to never speak about for her own good, despite feeling compelled to speak more honestly against her nature. like something is. wrong, because she's never done that.
she never has when she makes her dodges convincing, they were telling her to be ready. she's supposed to allow herself to be caught and have a moment with the hero, this hero who she would lock eyes with and eventually give her everything to. except, she doesn't follow the script. not this time in the way that the wolf moves instead to throw them both to the ground. for her, in her smaller size, to sit on top of her. they had intended for red to catch cellinia in this enclosed space yet didn't seem to mind she improvised and made it into something else.
all she could do is stare, as much as she feels conflicted, she stares. if there was anything, there is relief. but there's also that sense of her being hurt despite attempting to navigate these emotions that she feels. how they almost seem overwhelming in the sense of what she thinks and what she knows.)
Not bad.
(that's all that leaves her mouth, to play this stupid role. this role she hates she was given for being a wolf, but they told her that she had little choice unless cellinia wanted her bank account drained of the chips she's worked so hard to earn.)
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