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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. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[ well. dan heng wouldn't have expected that his recently trained power of transformation would come in handy for something like this. he can easily imagine the preceptors' hair curling at the very idea of draconic transformation being used for something so mundane and blasphemous as fetching someone from the heights of a porno set.
a good thing, then, that he hardly gives a whit what the preceptors think.
so getian will soon find himself approached by a sinewy dragon that weaves through the air toward him, and while it is clear that this dragon is coming for him and not here for a casual fly about, there is nothing aggressive in its body language. in fact, the dragon flies quite smoothly, relaxed and unhurried, and when he is within shouting distance he stops, hovering in the sky, long tail flicking. ]
Excuse me. I have been sent to fetch you.
[ he says, whiskers twitching as his bright teal eyes move over getian. ]
Do you plan to come down any time soon?
lmk if you're not ok with some bone-reading, i will change it!
since descending from his mountain to the world of men, getting caught up in the strange mystery that was taking place in pei city, and then ending up safely sequestered away from the rain that fell upwards into the open sky in a “suitcase,” of all things, getian has tried to train himself not to look. for a miemeng bird such as himself, it is instinct. the way that his people cataloged their history was to inter their bones in a temple on the mountain, where any of their kind could read that individual’s experiences—their triumphs, joys, struggles, failures, and sorrows—to better learn of the world outside. to read the bones of other creatures was not so extensive nor so detailed, but the structure of one’s skeleton tended to contain indicators of their personalities and the lives they have lived.
he has also had humans come to him in disguise, spinning illusions over their appearances to make them seem as someone he knew. a trick that might fool some, but a miemeng bird can always tell—when the bones do not match the face, the body, the way it moves… there is a wrongness.
to be polite, he tries not to look. but sometimes he finds himself doing so regardless, not yet having learned to fully trust.
getian has seen and heard dragons depicted in human art, poetry, and literature, so he recognizes what approaches him immediately, pale and dark eyes going wide as he maintains his perch. what interests him more than the mythical form, though, are the bones. yes, bones can change—changing one’s fate usually requires it—but they change over a long period of time, often through extended periods of trials and strife. but the strange creature’s bones now seem to radiate with change itself, present, active, alive; nothing like the falsehood he’s seen before. it’s fascinating. even the men turned into striped horses in pei city hadn’t appeared the same.
the miemeng bird spreads his wings and takes to the air, approaching dan heng before wheeling around him in a large, lazy loop, its orbit changing based on whim. he gives the creature enough of a berth that he hopes it does not seem aggressive. he’s merely curious, observing him from all angles.
ah, but he has asked a question, hasn’t he? surprising, that he asks the same as those children that he had scattered earlier. )
Why should I? ( a bird is meant to be free, and even in these false skies, he’s found the only shred of freedom he could since arriving in this strange, confounding place. he comes to hover, wings beating rhythmically, a distance away from the dragon’s face. ) Why do you?
[ a curious creature, this bird who sails around him, watching him with bright, sharp eyes, as if taking the very measure of his being, and dan heng remains still save for the gentle undulations of his sinuous body, hovering while he is examined. his eyes, however, are also sharp, also watchful, and while there is no defensive tension in his body language, dan heng nevertheless never entirely lets his guard down around those he does not know.
but he allows the thorough measurement without complaint, waiting for the bird to finish and address him again before he speaks. ]
A fair question. By all estimations, you shouldn't.
[ he says, voice smooth, reasonable, his tail swaying smoothly behind him as he contemplates his answer. ]
.. but this place has ways of forcing one's hand, and making you comply. [ the power the house wields.. it is great, and more than a little terrifying, all things considered. ] Of course, that's not reason enough for many, I suppose.
[ as a nameless, after all, it is in dan heng's nature to fight against oppression, but he is a little more discerning when it comes to others. he'd rather not see them struggle needlessly, if it can be helped. ]
( he is more than happy to give the dragon time to consider, personally gratified that his questions are being taken with enough gravity to warrant the time and thought. it’s laborious to keep himself hovering in one position, though, so he shapes the air beneath his wings to begin lazily circling around dan heng’s head. he appreciates the way the air feels more alive in this place, even if he knows it’s a false life. an artificial, manufactured one; getian is from a time in antiquity that virtually all modern technology is like magic to him. an almost blasphemous thought, given the world that he comes from—one where the bold innovation of human design and technology has finally begun to eclipse the ability and intuition of arcanists. these things should be oil and water. but he surely understands that to an extent, thinking of it all as something beyond arcane skill and ritual. as an arcanist himself, he would intuit it greater, if that were the case. no, this place is something else; a great birdcage hungry to entrap him, and getian is currently doing all he can to ensure that doesn’t happen.
how dan heng replies to him, then, is disheartening. for a few moments, only the sounds of his wings fill the air as he sifts for his reply. )
You capitulate, then, to inevitability?
( the words… there is a bit of challenge to them. he’s aware that this could be dangerous, but… perhaps he wants to believe that such a creature wouldn’t fold so easily. )
Not necessarily. Just because that is my choice in this occurrence does not mean that it is always my choice.
[ and the path of the trailblaze certainly dictates that he should move forward in the face of conflict, and never back down when it is important. but even still.. dan heng chooses his battles carefully. and, well - ]
I suppose I also tend to worry more for the safety of others than that of myself.
[ where he may fight against constraint to his own detriment, he will not ask or expect the same of any other, even if it means asking them to make a choice that will submit them to bowing their head, for the moment. still, the bird has certainly stirred his thoughts, and for a moment dan heng lowers his gaze. has he been too compliant, here? his goal is to return home as soon as possible, which means playing along with this game, but.. perhaps he has been selfish. even isolated and alone as he is here, dan heng shouldn't abandon the path of the nameless. shouldn't capitulate easily. ]
( he has to wonder if the answer is wise or merely… uncommitted. not that getian is one to judge such a thing; he had lived apart from the rest of the world for centuries, fully aware of the floods, famines, fires, wars, and storms that plagued humanity (as he could either see them for himself from his vantage point or he listened to the prayers of those who occasionally came to his mountain in pilgrimage). even as his people had slowly begun to depart, one by one, to curse themselves to mortal lives all just so they could help the lives of humans that they’d never met, he remained. he sang. he watched. he slept. many could call his decision to remain in seclusion a selfish one, and he would have no rejoinder or argument for it.
if this dragon had acted to come to him, however, he doubts he was so passive. he is making this decision of his own complicated accord, then—something he only reinforces as he continues. safety? getian has not felt particularly unsafe. alarmed, disoriented, discombobulated, and out-of-sorts, to be sure, but if there are dire consequences for refusing the demands of this place and its staff, he has not yet seen them.
(of course, many of those “consequences” were from within rather than without, but, as a fresh-faced wildcard, he wouldn’t know anything about that.)
just as dan heng is made self-aware and inwardly searching by getian’s questions, so too is the miemeng bird by the dragon’s own words. “i tend to worry more for the safety of others than that of myself.” his heart constricts as he thinks of the words. he thinks of what is lost to him—items so precious that they were worth more to him than his own life. his bone wand, gone; one carved from the wing bone of the last of his people to go on before him. a jade pendant, mended by his own efforts, which had represented his resolution to try to understand humans in the way he’d avoided for so long. is he choosing to remain? to continue to avert his gaze, deflect, and avoid? he thought he’d been trying to take a different path. he, too, was trying to change his nature, even if it was so stubbornly written into his bones.
his lazy orbits around dan heng’s head come to a halt as he hovers a short distance away from him again. ) No. ( perhaps a surprising response, given the stance he has taken thus far? but, ) Before I was brought to this place, I decided I would stop being one to flee and look away. …I see now, I have returned to old habits.
( a little more hesitantly: ) But, still…
( okay. now he might be blushing a little bit?? )
…From what I heard those humans say, I believe they expect too much from an old bird such as me…
[ a surprising response indeed, and it shows as much on the dragon's features. dan heng is not a terribly expressive young man no matter what form he takes, but even still, it's clear that he did not expect this creature to yield to his request, had thought he would return to the ground with his claws empty while a contented bird wheeled about freely in the skies.
his reason, too, surprises. ]
My apologies. I had not meant to imply that you were fleeing anything.
[ it seemed less like cowardice that kept getian here, and more a yearning for freedom, something that dan heng can deeply understand. he had spent too much of his life in chains to ever submit to them again so easily. so if the bird prefers to fly, then fly he shall.
at the blush that colors his cheeks, however, dan heng hesitates. ]
That said.. they do expect a great deal.
[ casual sex is one thing. casual sex in front of a camera is quite another. were this occurring during dan heng's initial days here, he can't be sure that he would have agreed, either. ]
You don't need to participate, however. It isn't required, though there are certainly incentives to motivate. Of course, you'd need to leave the set, most likely, if you choose not to get involved.
iii - a;
a good thing, then, that he hardly gives a whit what the preceptors think.
so getian will soon find himself approached by a sinewy dragon that weaves through the air toward him, and while it is clear that this dragon is coming for him and not here for a casual fly about, there is nothing aggressive in its body language. in fact, the dragon flies quite smoothly, relaxed and unhurried, and when he is within shouting distance he stops, hovering in the sky, long tail flicking. ]
Excuse me. I have been sent to fetch you.
[ he says, whiskers twitching as his bright teal eyes move over getian. ]
Do you plan to come down any time soon?
lmk if you're not ok with some bone-reading, i will change it!
since descending from his mountain to the world of men, getting caught up in the strange mystery that was taking place in pei city, and then ending up safely sequestered away from the rain that fell upwards into the open sky in a “suitcase,” of all things, getian has tried to train himself not to look. for a miemeng bird such as himself, it is instinct. the way that his people cataloged their history was to inter their bones in a temple on the mountain, where any of their kind could read that individual’s experiences—their triumphs, joys, struggles, failures, and sorrows—to better learn of the world outside. to read the bones of other creatures was not so extensive nor so detailed, but the structure of one’s skeleton tended to contain indicators of their personalities and the lives they have lived.
he has also had humans come to him in disguise, spinning illusions over their appearances to make them seem as someone he knew. a trick that might fool some, but a miemeng bird can always tell—when the bones do not match the face, the body, the way it moves… there is a wrongness.
to be polite, he tries not to look. but sometimes he finds himself doing so regardless, not yet having learned to fully trust.
getian has seen and heard dragons depicted in human art, poetry, and literature, so he recognizes what approaches him immediately, pale and dark eyes going wide as he maintains his perch. what interests him more than the mythical form, though, are the bones. yes, bones can change—changing one’s fate usually requires it—but they change over a long period of time, often through extended periods of trials and strife. but the strange creature’s bones now seem to radiate with change itself, present, active, alive; nothing like the falsehood he’s seen before. it’s fascinating. even the men turned into striped horses in pei city hadn’t appeared the same.
the miemeng bird spreads his wings and takes to the air, approaching dan heng before wheeling around him in a large, lazy loop, its orbit changing based on whim. he gives the creature enough of a berth that he hopes it does not seem aggressive. he’s merely curious, observing him from all angles.
ah, but he has asked a question, hasn’t he? surprising, that he asks the same as those children that he had scattered earlier. )
Why should I? ( a bird is meant to be free, and even in these false skies, he’s found the only shred of freedom he could since arriving in this strange, confounding place. he comes to hover, wings beating rhythmically, a distance away from the dragon’s face. ) Why do you?
definitely okay with it!
but he allows the thorough measurement without complaint, waiting for the bird to finish and address him again before he speaks. ]
A fair question. By all estimations, you shouldn't.
[ he says, voice smooth, reasonable, his tail swaying smoothly behind him as he contemplates his answer. ]
.. but this place has ways of forcing one's hand, and making you comply. [ the power the house wields.. it is great, and more than a little terrifying, all things considered. ] Of course, that's not reason enough for many, I suppose.
[ as a nameless, after all, it is in dan heng's nature to fight against oppression, but he is a little more discerning when it comes to others. he'd rather not see them struggle needlessly, if it can be helped. ]
no subject
how dan heng replies to him, then, is disheartening. for a few moments, only the sounds of his wings fill the air as he sifts for his reply. )
You capitulate, then, to inevitability?
( the words… there is a bit of challenge to them. he’s aware that this could be dangerous, but… perhaps he wants to believe that such a creature wouldn’t fold so easily. )
Or do you have something to gain?
no subject
[ and the path of the trailblaze certainly dictates that he should move forward in the face of conflict, and never back down when it is important. but even still.. dan heng chooses his battles carefully. and, well - ]
I suppose I also tend to worry more for the safety of others than that of myself.
[ where he may fight against constraint to his own detriment, he will not ask or expect the same of any other, even if it means asking them to make a choice that will submit them to bowing their head, for the moment. still, the bird has certainly stirred his thoughts, and for a moment dan heng lowers his gaze. has he been too compliant, here? his goal is to return home as soon as possible, which means playing along with this game, but.. perhaps he has been selfish. even isolated and alone as he is here, dan heng shouldn't abandon the path of the nameless. shouldn't capitulate easily. ]
I take it you're choosing to remain here, then?
no subject
if this dragon had acted to come to him, however, he doubts he was so passive. he is making this decision of his own complicated accord, then—something he only reinforces as he continues. safety? getian has not felt particularly unsafe. alarmed, disoriented, discombobulated, and out-of-sorts, to be sure, but if there are dire consequences for refusing the demands of this place and its staff, he has not yet seen them.
(of course, many of those “consequences” were from within rather than without, but, as a fresh-faced wildcard, he wouldn’t know anything about that.)
just as dan heng is made self-aware and inwardly searching by getian’s questions, so too is the miemeng bird by the dragon’s own words. “i tend to worry more for the safety of others than that of myself.” his heart constricts as he thinks of the words. he thinks of what is lost to him—items so precious that they were worth more to him than his own life. his bone wand, gone; one carved from the wing bone of the last of his people to go on before him. a jade pendant, mended by his own efforts, which had represented his resolution to try to understand humans in the way he’d avoided for so long. is he choosing to remain? to continue to avert his gaze, deflect, and avoid? he thought he’d been trying to take a different path. he, too, was trying to change his nature, even if it was so stubbornly written into his bones.
his lazy orbits around dan heng’s head come to a halt as he hovers a short distance away from him again. ) No. ( perhaps a surprising response, given the stance he has taken thus far? but, ) Before I was brought to this place, I decided I would stop being one to flee and look away. …I see now, I have returned to old habits.
( a little more hesitantly: ) But, still…
( okay. now he might be blushing a little bit?? )
…From what I heard those humans say, I believe they expect too much from an old bird such as me…
no subject
his reason, too, surprises. ]
My apologies. I had not meant to imply that you were fleeing anything.
[ it seemed less like cowardice that kept getian here, and more a yearning for freedom, something that dan heng can deeply understand. he had spent too much of his life in chains to ever submit to them again so easily. so if the bird prefers to fly, then fly he shall.
at the blush that colors his cheeks, however, dan heng hesitates. ]
That said.. they do expect a great deal.
[ casual sex is one thing. casual sex in front of a camera is quite another. were this occurring during dan heng's initial days here, he can't be sure that he would have agreed, either. ]
You don't need to participate, however. It isn't required, though there are certainly incentives to motivate. Of course, you'd need to leave the set, most likely, if you choose not to get involved.