【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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The sliding of hangers on metal rods is loud, even over the chatter of the other actors. A frown clear on her lips as she scans through the rack looking for something, anything closer to what she wants. She can’t seem to narrow it down, even as her frustration builds. She all but shoves a rather skimpy looking romper aside as she runs her fingers through her bangs. They can’t be serious with these outfit choices! It’s overwhelming the choice and volume of interesting costumes.
She’s not see so much in her life, so why can’t she decide? She’s huffs, crossing her arms as she looks over her choices again. Maybe she should try something on, just start there and then she can go back to looking. Yeah, that could work! Objective renewed, she starts to pull things off the rack to hold up against her body, before she lands her eyes on a (very) short white dress with a corset built in. She doesn’t take long to change into it, quick to slide it over her body.
When she’s out of the changing room, she’s standing with her back to a mirror, arm over her shoulder trying to reach the zipper to pull it up completely. She grunts slightly, tongue sticking out in determination before she spots someone passing by.
“Hey! Hey. A little help, please?”
She has no idea what she may be asking.
LORD OF THE WINGS: SNUGGLEBLOSSOMS
Once on set, she finds herself completely enamored by the lush setting. The different locations, the flora, the fauna, things she thought she’d never see in her life time of being trapped on an island. She can feel her sense of adventure returning, wanting to run and explore, to dive head first into this whole actor role (as it was only slightly adjacent to singing she supposed) and put on a show.
No one has warned her of the dangers that lurk. No one has provided an accurate representation of how the hotel works or what she would be doing while acting, but she doesn’t seem to care. She laces her fingers behind her back, wandering through the fairy forest in awe and wonder. She finds herself surrounded by a peculiar looking flowers and smiles. Is this what she was missing? This sense of wonder? She longed to be on the sea again, with her friends, with her— she shakes her head. No need to think of that right now.
She was going to enjoy herself in this magical place.
So she picks one of the flowers, not knowing what it is and inhales, then starts to sneeze as the pollen ends up her nose.
Well, that was unpleasant.
PREMIERE: THEATRE VIEWING
Finally, she makes it inside the theatre, swag bag in hand as she makes her way up the stairs to the back of the theatre. She takes a seat, bringing her legs up under her as she works to get comfortable. Uta grins as she takes stock: champagne, chocolate truffles, gummy candies and—
“What is this?”
She pulls out a thick, dark purple, dildo. She flushes, her cheeks bright red as she stares at the object in her hand, truly unsure what to make of it, what to do with it. Uta glances up, other hand coming up to try and cover her face, embarrassed that someone caught her with it.
“It came from the gift bag!” She tries to explain, quickly moving to shove it back into the bag. “I swear I don’t even— I didn’t bring it with me!”
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so tell me something, are you able to do that here? sing and take us all to a different 'world'?
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because despite his carefree attitude, he genuinely wasn't a fan of this place. )
Tucked away in the back of the theatre for this specific viewing, Reira had kept herself a bit distracted by focusing on her watch and scrolling through the actor resumes that were popping up on the board. They were all very silly and while the screen before them certainly had a more alluring view, she wasn't very amused by any of it. It wasn't until someone sat next to her that she turned to look at them briefly before returning her attention back to the watch.
It wasn't until they actually began to speak and nearly yell loud enough to drown out the sound of the movie, that Reira turned to face the woman and immediately began to laugh. While she wasn't as shocked by the nature of this place when she first arrived, she certainly wasn't used to how open and free everything was. In fact it was a little liberating in a way but she understood that it wasn't as acceptable to some people.
"Oh that? They give away weird gifts all the time here like that. In fact just a while ago I was chased down by a crazy sales lady with a dildo in her hand! She kept waving the thing around while hunting me down!", she said, playfully laughing and smiling at the other's unfortunate surprise. At least her own story could bring her some comfort? In knowing she wasn't alone?
Honestly, Uta is relieved that she doesn’t see to be so surprised by the well…surprise. She shyly sets the dildo aside, shifting so she can draw her knees up to her chest.
“Maybe I should have expected it.” Maybe. She was a bit sheltered and while she can certainly recognize what a penis is, she certainly lived with a bunch of men for a while, but wha was she supposed to do with it? In public that is. At least her theater friend seemed to brush off with an air of nonchalance.
“Have you been here long?” She was so relieved to be somewhere new that she didn’t really take in exactly what was around her.
"No it's alright, I mean this place is very weird.", she said softly as she watched the other set aside the toy with what little light was in the theater. While she personally wasn't too disturbed by the sexual nature of the resort, that didn't mean she came from a world where such debauchery was the norm by any means—
in fact, she was a celebrity and needed to keep her own profile low given the situation. Despite the laughter though, she clearly seemed worried enough about the potential newcomer [a fact quickly affirmed by Uta shortly]. At least enough to try and help her a bit with any questions she might have had.
"Oh yeah I've been here for a few months now, four maybe? It's hard to keep track of time when everything is.....kinda built to keep you from the outside world right?", she said. While her voice was softer now, she failed to realize how disturbing that might be for someone who just arrived. Unfortunately Uta would come to discover that on her own given the artificial sky that acted as the ceiling to this place.
It's only natural for Shanks to offer to help someone struggling - he gets it - even if he can only offer an extra hand. He's about to do so, cheerfully, when his mind comes to grinding halt.
Sure, it's been decade, and maybe this particular Uta doesn't look like he expects her to - she's not the only one, after all, he's not 6'6", he's not even six feet, though he can still lift her in a single move and hold her in his arm, without effort, and he might just do that - but he knows his daughter anywhere, any version, at any age.
For a split second, his face shows all of his guilt, all of his pain, shock and a little worry, then he makes sure to shove a smile over all of it. After all, he's truly happy to see her, even if he's not happy to see her, here. Missing an arm, missing the straw hat - technically, it's back in his room, waiting for the day Luffy might return for it - and he doesn't want to weight Uta down with any of the other emotions. Not her. Not ever. She deserves his smiles.
"Uta. When I said become a star, this wasn't quite what I had in mind," Shanks tells her as he steps over to help her get the zipper up, lips in a teasing smile.
It takes her a moment to truly understand who she managed to flag down. It was kind of him to step over, kind of him to assist, but he knows her name. He knows her name. Her eyes immediately shoot up to stare at the man in the mirror, taking everything in. He wasn’t the same man she knew, but she knew him. She could see it in his expression, his features, his voice.
As soon as the zipper is up, she steps back, taking a good hard look at the man in front of her. Her expression is torn between hurt, confusion, and anger. He wasn’t really here, in front of her, in this new world she has been so excited to explore. It was nice finally getting off Elegia only to see…
“Shanks.” Uta says softly, hardly above a whisper before anger finally twists into her voice.
“Shanks! Why are you here?” She’s accusatory, jabbing her finger into his chest. How dare he! How dare he act with nonchalance when he abandoned her! Left her to rot on Elegia with no hope, no way back home.
If he ever tried to claim to not have complicated feelings about the Elegia situation, he would be a liar. He knows he did the right thing, but that doesn't mean it was the best thing, or that it didn't it hurt like hell, so of course, even Shanks thinks 'how dare he,' but he just gives Uta a smile in return. He was worried he might never see Uta again - it warms his heart she even gets to jab a finger at him.
There's a low rumbling from his chest, caused by something similar to pained amusement.
This hotel has a sick sense of humor.
"Still haven't figured that out. I certainly didn't come with intention." He tilts his head, looks down at the finger, then, gently, reaches to put his hand over Uta's.
"Just been making the most of it. Imagine I got here much like you did."
Dressed in earthy tones— deep brown trouser and boots, dark green tunic and an even darker cloak, only a hint of silver ringmail and the pommel of the sword he won’t use glinting in the sparse light— he looks like he belongs in the forest, even if he’s nowhere near the knight or prince he’d like to imagine himself to be. The whole set should fill him with a sense of awe— it’s inspired, really— but the initial sense of amazement fades, tempered by months of experience with this shitty place and constant exposure to the highest heights of luxury that it can offer.
It leaves him weary. The House always has something planned. It’s often transparent, but sometimes, it’s sneaky and subtle.
He’s wandering deeper into the forest, slowly letting himself sink into the fantasy of this place, when he hears Uta’s sneeze. Sanji’s sense of rightness won’t let him ignore even something as simple as that, not when they’re already caught up in one of the House’s schemes.
“Hey,” he waves at her as he rounds the top of a hill, an easy, warm smile on his face that spreads just the tiniest bit wider once he catches a glimpse of her. “You o— I mean, uh, are you well, my lady?”
Look, if they’re going to be filmed while this happens, he might as well try and lean in to the part of the dashing hero that fearlessly checks on anyone that shows even a hint of distress.
She sniffles, rubbing at her nose when he calls out to her. The pollen didn’t seem out of the ordinary, but it’s been so long since she’s seen something so unique, she can’t be sure. She takes another deep breath, exhaling slowly before she turns to face him. She laces her hands behind her back, offering him a small smile.
“I’m… uh, quite well?” Uta follows his lead, remembering that she was supposed to be in a movie. This was just a part. “I did not mean to disturb you, sir.”
She curtsies, her long hair falling over her shoulder, braided earlier while she was getting ready. She glances up at him as she slowly lifts herself back up, eyes lit up with excitement. There were so many people here! Maybe she can finally make friends without using the transponder snail.
“You must be on a quest!” She claps her hands together, taking a step toward him. “Perhaps I could be of assistan—“
She trips over a tree root, stumbling into him with a small shriek. She’s normally not this clumsy!
Whatever concern that Sanji feels is easily smoothed away by the combination of her smile, the reassurance that she’s really okay, and a quick visual inspection that suggests nothing’s amiss. Not that it’s any guarantee, but well, it was just a sneeze. Surely nothing harmful could have caused that.
“It brings me much delight to hear so.” The words feel awkward on his tongue— he’s not an actor, no matter how expressive he tends to be— but the grin on his face is genuine enough, as is the little bow that he gives her. “Disturbance? No, no, I was passing through this, uh, fine forest anyway.”
The downside to being as used to the House’s antics as he is— and resigned to where they inevitably lead— is that he hasn’t actually paid that much attention to what they’re supposed to be doing. Something about a journey to face a dragon? But it’s a little more fun than he’d care to admit, playing pretend like this, so he’s about to lean into it more when she careens into him.
Sanji’s normally practiced enough that even her crashing into him wouldn’t throw him off-balance, but the sword at his hip, the chain mail covering his torso, and the cloak flowing down his back are just enough to send him stumbling. Chivalric instinct takes over, both arms wrapping around protectively, and as he trips, too, falling, he twists in such a way that his shoulder takes the brunt of the impact, crashing into the grass and soft soil.
”Shit—“ cursing softly, he barely notices the painful twinge in his shoulder. “Apologies, madame, I didn’t—“
Unfortunately, they landed in such a way that when Sanji lifts his head to look down at her, he gets a deep whiff of Snuggleblossom pollen himself, leaving him sneezing loudly while still holding on to her.
This whole event has been nothing but strange in Loki’s opinion, but also kind of a lot of fun. He’s always enjoyed the theatre and though he doesn’t have a whole lot of experience with film, it seems just as enjoyable. And maybe he’s just a little excited to have been in a film. It really tickles his exhibitionist side.
He’s just settled into his seat, opting to save his goodie bag for later when a young woman he’s not seen before sits next to him. Loki doesn’t say anything right away, just watches as she goes through her gift. After almost a year and a half here’s more than a little curious about what the resort is giving out.
When she pulls out the rather large dildo, he can’t help but chuckle. “Are you certain of that? I mean, no one would blame you if you wanted to enjoy yourself during the show.” He’s teasing of course, he knows full well it came from the gift bag, but he simply can’t help himself. It’s too much fun to tease people when they are embarrassed.
Oh. Oh my. After the explanation from Shanks, she should have expected that yes, people would likely use them, and it should not surprise her that it might happen in the theatre now that she knows. She can’t stop blushing, shoving the bag to her side as she tries to avert her gaze.
“I’m not that brazen.” She tries to defend herself but it comes out flat. Could she be? She’s certainly never tried. She does enjoy the stage, an audience, being the center of attention in that way, but to masturbate in front of strangers? She shakes her head.
“I don’t intend to do that!” She states firmly, before she finally glances at the man with a curious expression. “Do you?”
She gives him a look over, trying to discern what kind of person he was. It’s been 11 years since she’s been with anyone she could really talk to about these things! She’d also rather die than go to Gordon. Would he “enjoy” himself during the show?
“Oh? That is a shame.” He looks her over, his tone teasing again though. He understands well that not everyone here is so interested in what the House wishes them to do. He himself takes issue with how much of it is forced. But there’s something so easy about teasing this woman, even though he’s only spoken to her for all of 30 seconds.
Loki cocks his head to the side and gives her a curious look. “Do I masterbate or do I masterbate in public?” The true answer is yes to both, though he hasn’t really needed to since arriving here. He’s not against it though, if the need arose.
”You do not have to, you know. Though I am sure they would encourage it. As well, I am sure others here will participate. It’s the theme of this place, after all. Am I correct in guessing you are a new arrival then?”
Uta | One Piece | New Character
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 49 kg
Age: 21
Eye color: purple
Hair color: red/white
• redeemable villain
• diva pop star
• girl next door
• casual rival
• somnophilia
• praise kink
• sensory deprivation
• bondage
• size queen
• singing
• creating new worlds
COSTUME DEPARTMENT: PICK OUT YOUR DUDS
The sliding of hangers on metal rods is loud, even over the chatter of the other actors. A frown clear on her lips as she scans through the rack looking for something, anything closer to what she wants. She can’t seem to narrow it down, even as her frustration builds. She all but shoves a rather skimpy looking romper aside as she runs her fingers through her bangs. They can’t be serious with these outfit choices! It’s overwhelming the choice and volume of interesting costumes.
She’s not see so much in her life, so why can’t she decide? She’s huffs, crossing her arms as she looks over her choices again. Maybe she should try something on, just start there and then she can go back to looking. Yeah, that could work! Objective renewed, she starts to pull things off the rack to hold up against her body, before she lands her eyes on a (very) short white dress with a corset built in. She doesn’t take long to change into it, quick to slide it over her body.
When she’s out of the changing room, she’s standing with her back to a mirror, arm over her shoulder trying to reach the zipper to pull it up completely. She grunts slightly, tongue sticking out in determination before she spots someone passing by.
“Hey! Hey. A little help, please?”
She has no idea what she may be asking.
LORD OF THE WINGS: SNUGGLEBLOSSOMS
Once on set, she finds herself completely enamored by the lush setting. The different locations, the flora, the fauna, things she thought she’d never see in her life time of being trapped on an island. She can feel her sense of adventure returning, wanting to run and explore, to dive head first into this whole actor role (as it was only slightly adjacent to singing she supposed) and put on a show.
No one has warned her of the dangers that lurk. No one has provided an accurate representation of how the hotel works or what she would be doing while acting, but she doesn’t seem to care. She laces her fingers behind her back, wandering through the fairy forest in awe and wonder. She finds herself surrounded by a peculiar looking flowers and smiles. Is this what she was missing? This sense of wonder? She longed to be on the sea again, with her friends, with her— she shakes her head. No need to think of that right now.
She was going to enjoy herself in this magical place.
So she picks one of the flowers, not knowing what it is and inhales, then starts to sneeze as the pollen ends up her nose.
Well, that was unpleasant.
PREMIERE: THEATRE VIEWING
Finally, she makes it inside the theatre, swag bag in hand as she makes her way up the stairs to the back of the theatre. She takes a seat, bringing her legs up under her as she works to get comfortable. Uta grins as she takes stock: champagne, chocolate truffles, gummy candies and—
“What is this?”
She pulls out a thick, dark purple, dildo. She flushes, her cheeks bright red as she stares at the object in her hand, truly unsure what to make of it, what to do with it. Uta glances up, other hand coming up to try and cover her face, embarrassed that someone caught her with it.
“It came from the gift bag!” She tries to explain, quickly moving to shove it back into the bag. “I swear I don’t even— I didn’t bring it with me!”
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— actor resume | @swordfish
how does one exactly create a new world anyways?
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I’m not sure how describe it.
I bring people into another world with my music?
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( despite being a bit more silly with his first question, her response had him intrigued. he's sure deep down it's not as easy given they were brought here blindly and disrobed without issues [on the resort end], but it was worth asking.
because despite his carefree attitude, he genuinely wasn't a fan of this place. )
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I’m not sure if it’s possible, but if I can still use my abilities I could.
I’m not sure it’d be a good idea to try.
[Especially coming off her concert and how terribly her plan had gone back on Elegia. Doing that here could spell disaster.]
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— premiere
It wasn't until they actually began to speak and nearly yell loud enough to drown out the sound of the movie, that Reira turned to face the woman and immediately began to laugh. While she wasn't as shocked by the nature of this place when she first arrived, she certainly wasn't used to how open and free everything was. In fact it was a little liberating in a way but she understood that it wasn't as acceptable to some people.
"Oh that? They give away weird gifts all the time here like that. In fact just a while ago I was chased down by a crazy sales lady with a dildo in her hand! She kept waving the thing around while hunting me down!", she said, playfully laughing and smiling at the other's unfortunate surprise. At least her own story could bring her some comfort? In knowing she wasn't alone?
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“Maybe I should have expected it.” Maybe. She was a bit sheltered and while she can certainly recognize what a penis is, she certainly lived with a bunch of men for a while, but wha was she supposed to do with it? In public that is. At least her theater friend seemed to brush off with an air of nonchalance.
“Have you been here long?” She was so relieved to be somewhere new that she didn’t really take in exactly what was around her.
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in fact, she was a celebrity and needed to keep her own profile low given the situation. Despite the laughter though, she clearly seemed worried enough about the potential newcomer [a fact quickly affirmed by Uta shortly]. At least enough to try and help her a bit with any questions she might have had.
"Oh yeah I've been here for a few months now, four maybe? It's hard to keep track of time when everything is.....kinda built to keep you from the outside world right?", she said. While her voice was softer now, she failed to realize how disturbing that might be for someone who just arrived. Unfortunately Uta would come to discover that on her own given the artificial sky that acted as the ceiling to this place.
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COSTUME DEPARTMENT: PICK OUT YOUR DUDS
Sure, it's been decade, and maybe this particular Uta doesn't look like he expects her to - she's not the only one, after all, he's not 6'6", he's not even six feet, though he can still lift her in a single move and hold her in his arm, without effort, and he might just do that - but he knows his daughter anywhere, any version, at any age.
For a split second, his face shows all of his guilt, all of his pain, shock and a little worry, then he makes sure to shove a smile over all of it. After all, he's truly happy to see her, even if he's not happy to see her, here. Missing an arm, missing the straw hat - technically, it's back in his room, waiting for the day Luffy might return for it - and he doesn't want to weight Uta down with any of the other emotions. Not her. Not ever. She deserves his smiles.
"Uta. When I said become a star, this wasn't quite what I had in mind," Shanks tells her as he steps over to help her get the zipper up, lips in a teasing smile.
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As soon as the zipper is up, she steps back, taking a good hard look at the man in front of her. Her expression is torn between hurt, confusion, and anger. He wasn’t really here, in front of her, in this new world she has been so excited to explore. It was nice finally getting off Elegia only to see…
“Shanks.” Uta says softly, hardly above a whisper before anger finally twists into her voice.
“Shanks! Why are you here?” She’s accusatory, jabbing her finger into his chest. How dare he! How dare he act with nonchalance when he abandoned her! Left her to rot on Elegia with no hope, no way back home.
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There's a low rumbling from his chest, caused by something similar to pained amusement.
This hotel has a sick sense of humor.
"Still haven't figured that out. I certainly didn't come with intention." He tilts his head, looks down at the finger, then, gently, reaches to put his hand over Uta's.
"Just been making the most of it. Imagine I got here much like you did."
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Wrap, ftb and handwave tour of his suite and she can find him anytime she wants later
actor resume; un: buggytheclown
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— lord of the wings
It leaves him weary. The House always has something planned. It’s often transparent, but sometimes, it’s sneaky and subtle.
He’s wandering deeper into the forest, slowly letting himself sink into the fantasy of this place, when he hears Uta’s sneeze. Sanji’s sense of rightness won’t let him ignore even something as simple as that, not when they’re already caught up in one of the House’s schemes.
“Hey,” he waves at her as he rounds the top of a hill, an easy, warm smile on his face that spreads just the tiniest bit wider once he catches a glimpse of her. “You o— I mean, uh, are you well, my lady?”
Look, if they’re going to be filmed while this happens, he might as well try and lean in to the part of the dashing hero that fearlessly checks on anyone that shows even a hint of distress.
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“I’m… uh, quite well?” Uta follows his lead, remembering that she was supposed to be in a movie. This was just a part. “I did not mean to disturb you, sir.”
She curtsies, her long hair falling over her shoulder, braided earlier while she was getting ready. She glances up at him as she slowly lifts herself back up, eyes lit up with excitement. There were so many people here! Maybe she can finally make friends without using the transponder snail.
“You must be on a quest!” She claps her hands together, taking a step toward him. “Perhaps I could be of assistan—“
She trips over a tree root, stumbling into him with a small shriek. She’s normally not this clumsy!
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“It brings me much delight to hear so.” The words feel awkward on his tongue— he’s not an actor, no matter how expressive he tends to be— but the grin on his face is genuine enough, as is the little bow that he gives her. “Disturbance? No, no, I was passing through this, uh, fine forest anyway.”
The downside to being as used to the House’s antics as he is— and resigned to where they inevitably lead— is that he hasn’t actually paid that much attention to what they’re supposed to be doing. Something about a journey to face a dragon? But it’s a little more fun than he’d care to admit, playing pretend like this, so he’s about to lean into it more when she careens into him.
Sanji’s normally practiced enough that even her crashing into him wouldn’t throw him off-balance, but the sword at his hip, the chain mail covering his torso, and the cloak flowing down his back are just enough to send him stumbling. Chivalric instinct takes over, both arms wrapping around protectively, and as he trips, too, falling, he twists in such a way that his shoulder takes the brunt of the impact, crashing into the grass and soft soil.
”Shit—“ cursing softly, he barely notices the painful twinge in his shoulder. “Apologies, madame, I didn’t—“
Unfortunately, they landed in such a way that when Sanji lifts his head to look down at her, he gets a deep whiff of Snuggleblossom pollen himself, leaving him sneezing loudly while still holding on to her.
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Premiere: Theatre Viewing
He’s just settled into his seat, opting to save his goodie bag for later when a young woman he’s not seen before sits next to him. Loki doesn’t say anything right away, just watches as she goes through her gift. After almost a year and a half here’s more than a little curious about what the resort is giving out.
When she pulls out the rather large dildo, he can’t help but chuckle. “Are you certain of that? I mean, no one would blame you if you wanted to enjoy yourself during the show.” He’s teasing of course, he knows full well it came from the gift bag, but he simply can’t help himself. It’s too much fun to tease people when they are embarrassed.
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“I’m not that brazen.” She tries to defend herself but it comes out flat. Could she be? She’s certainly never tried. She does enjoy the stage, an audience, being the center of attention in that way, but to masturbate in front of strangers? She shakes her head.
“I don’t intend to do that!” She states firmly, before she finally glances at the man with a curious expression. “Do you?”
She gives him a look over, trying to discern what kind of person he was. It’s been 11 years since she’s been with anyone she could really talk to about these things! She’d also rather die than go to Gordon. Would he “enjoy” himself during the show?
She isn’t sure how to feel about that.
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Loki cocks his head to the side and gives her a curious look. “Do I masterbate or do I masterbate in public?” The true answer is yes to both, though he hasn’t really needed to since arriving here. He’s not against it though, if the need arose.
”You do not have to, you know. Though I am sure they would encourage it. As well, I am sure others here will participate. It’s the theme of this place, after all. Am I correct in guessing you are a new arrival then?”
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Text; @Maomao
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@ mooncancer / text
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So redeemable villain works for me!
Hopefully someone still likes that.