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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.

We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.

Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】

HONEYWAGONS

A STAR'S WELCOME

WELCOME TO THE LOT

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

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

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

HIRED HENS

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

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

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

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

ACTOR RESUME

WELLA WARBLER

Height: 4 inches
Weight: 5 oz
Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!)
Eye color: black
Hair color: yellow

TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES

• animal sidekick
• emotional guide
• damsel in distress

KINKS & FETISHES

• berry licking
• mating dances
• hardcore bdsm

SPECIAL SKILLS

• singing
• flying fast
• speed sudoku

ROLE REGISTER

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

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

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

COPYABLE CODE

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COSTUME DEPARTMENT

GET INTO CHARACTER

PICK OUT YOUR DUDS

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

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

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

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

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

DOLLED UP

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

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

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

GRAB A GIG

FIND YOUR BIG BREAK

GETTING TO SET

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

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

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

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

INDIE HITS

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

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

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

SPIN THE WHEEL

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

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

► SPIN THE WHEEL HERE!

LORD OF THE WINGS

AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY

【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...

The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.

Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.

The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.

All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】

A FANTASTICAL SET

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

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

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

MAGICAL DANGERS

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

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

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

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

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

STAR WARBLERS

A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA

【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...

The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.

They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?

They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.

By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】

A TASTE OF OUTER SPACE

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

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

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

ALIEN THREATS

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

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

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

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

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

SHORT FILMS

THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS

【 Ladies and Gentlemen!

Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.

FILMS
• ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST

FILMS
• JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE

… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】

BOX OFFICE BOOM

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

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

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

EXTRA SETS

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

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

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

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

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

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

PREMIERE

YOUR BIG DEBUT

WALK THE RED CARPET

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

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

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

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

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's May event. Since April's event was a bit serious, we're leaning in the opposite direction and going full camp for this meme.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

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Comments

kajiyama fuuta | MILGRAM | A♦️ (current player)

[pyrolyzed]

i. actor resume

"PAZUZU"

Height: 5'5" / 165 cm
Weight: 119 lb / 54 kg
Age: ERROR
Eye color: green-gray
Hair color: ginger

TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES

• broke college student
• high school bully
• low level thug
• hacker

KINKS & FETISHES

• biting (giving or receiving)
• being picked up
• tight clothes on well-built bodies
• a light challenge

SPECIAL SKILLS

• gaming
• tech support
• mouthy ;)

ii. costume department ( gen )

[ Anyone digging the racks and racks of costumes in search of their assigned outfit might be jumpscared when they next pull aside an armful of clothes -- only to find someone hunkered down there, crouched on the floor. It's Fuuta, of course, who gives a startled jump and a little grunt of surprise upon being discovered, hands jerking up from where he'd been fiddling with his watch. But at least he's quick to recover. Barely a moment passes before he reaches forward and grabs at a handful of clothes of whoever's stumbled upon him, yanking them closer as he hisses, ]

Shit -- hurry up and get in here before they see me!

[ Is his tugging and pulling successful or not? Good question -- it's not like he's a powerhouse, so anyone who digs their heels in should be able to resist it with ease. But it's not like Fuuta's intending anything bad, either. It's just that he's trying to get the both of them hidden behind the rack of fur coats and velvet cloaks he'd been hunkered down behind. ]

iii. lord of the wings

a. the dragon's den ( probably nsfw )

[ The staff members working in costume and makeup deserve a raise and a half. Because as other people recruited into this shoot for The Lord of the Wings enter the set for the crystal lair and spot the figure of the dragon emerging from its darker depths -- Fuuta actually kind of looks the part. Sure, his physique's still nothing impressive, but his tightly-fitted suit of scaly armor accentuates the angles of his body, while the addition of robotically-enhanced wings and a long spiky tail bulk up his silhouette in intimidating fashion. A pair of new prosthetic fangs fit right in against the usual jagged line of his teeth, and a pair of enhanced contacts give his slit-pupiled stare a eerie glow as he comes padding towards the cavern's entrance. A touch of special effects even sends a cloud of sparks billowing around him when he gives a long, huffed exhale and a low laugh. ]

So you've come!

[ As for the uncharacteristically dramatic tone of voice he employs without fumbling his words once, even managing proper eye contact -- that's all the costume's possession talking. Which is to say, while he's dressed up like this on this set, Fuuta sure does buy into the delusion that he's a terrifying dragon worthy of awe. (Hilarious.)

So whether it's an actor for the bride role being brought out for the opening prologue, or a warrior entering the scene to 'slay' the dragon, Fuuta greets them with an appropriate level of drama. Tail swishing long arcs behind him as he strides forth, teeth bared in a wicked grin as he growls, ]

Brave of you to keep me waiting ... I was about to lose my patience!

b. a knight's tale ( gen / nsfw )

[ On the flipside, when Fuuta eventually has to don the costume of some nondescript, mid-rank knight accompanying the warriors on one of their many adventures, there's no possession at play. Meaning as soon as there's a moment when it looks like the cameras aren't on him, he mutters quietly, ]

This armor's so heavy, ugh. [ He's keeping one eye on the drone cameras that seem briefly distracted filming someone else, making sure he's not their main focus, and it's only when he's sure their 'back' is turned that he looks to one of his co-stars. A fellow warrior? A siren? A fairy? Whatever, these are all costumes, so he doesn't really care which, so long as it's someone he can gripe with. ] Isn't your costume uncomfortable too? I really don't get the point of all this ...

[ ooc ; Open to general fantasy-type shenanigans or either/both party being affected by the therapango for gen! Alternatively, open to things involving the snuggleblossoms or rainbow crystals for something spicy! ]

iv. indie films ( nsfw )

[ Fuuta might be an Ace rank right now, but close to a year spent in the basement means he's not taking his high rank for granted -- he reluctantly agrees to participate in a few indie films, though not with much enthusiasm, and also mostly when he thinks he can get away with playing extra roles for a few extra chips. ... though of course, he isn't immune to being cajoled and bossed around by directors dragging him into more major roles.

He'll tentatively aim to be a background extra in 'Hot for Teacher,' 'Mages Gone Wild,' and 'Pizza Delivery Boy is Hot,' but is open to being dragged into just about any of the short films!

He also foolishly decided to give the kink roulette a spin in hopes of fattening his wallet, ending up with size difference. So any larger characters (e.g. ~5'11" or taller, or just very buff) considering their options from the posted list of short films might be be subject to a very awkward approach asking if they're eyeing anything ... ! ]

v. wildcard!

[ ooc ; Open to anything else! For clarity: Fuuta's specific age is canonically weird, but he's definitely 20+ physically, around 25 mentally. Permissions here, OTA! Fuuta's tastes lean more (classic MMO/RPG) fantasy than sci-fi so his preference is Lord of the Wings, but he will also grumblingly take on a role as a background mob for Star Warblers if it'll get the film staff off his back. Generally super flexible for all the short film options, but please feel free to hit me up with a PM if you'd like to double-check anything or plot first before jumping into things! Alternatively, please let me know if you'd like to RNG a short film and we can see how things go! ]

ii. jokes on you, you don't get a sexyman

[rhapsodical]

[ It really doesn't take all that much strength when Fuuta's got the element of surprise on his side and his unfortunate victim is all of 5 feet 2 inches tall. Down the young woman goes, along with the outfits still in her hand that drape haphazardly across them both.

In this case, it's shiny red leather and something pink and fuzzy. ]

Hey! What was that for?

[ He may have been aiming to be quiet but Zeta is, unfortunately, loud and proud about everything she does. ]

a gift greater than any sexyman ... 😳

[pyrolyzed]

[ Down she goes like a jenga tower; at least she lands atop a tangle of fluffy jackets, but the impact still makes an audible thud. And for as awful and rude as Fuuta usually is, at least he has the minimum manners to bark out a mortified: ]

-- shit, sorry! [ Although it's rather mitigated by the fact that it's immediately followed with: ] Look, just -- get over here, okay?!

[ Said as he hastily grabs at her clothes, tugging at her to try and drag her into the shelter of the clothing racks where he is. The sound of footsteps coming from down the aisle, along with a staff member's call of 'what the heck was that noise?!' just has him tugging even more frantically. ]

[rhapsodical]

[ Alright, alright—

The quickly muttered apology paired with the mystery of the whole situation has her complying without too much further fuss; she might be rude and overly familiar sometimes, but she doesn't make a habit of dragging others into unwanted situations without very good reason. Plus if there's something bad enough out there to spook this guy into hiding, then it's probably something she should be paying attention to too.

She crouches quietly next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees behind all those hanging costumes, and it's only after the voices and footsteps fade away that she nudges the guy with one shoulder. ]

So are you gonna tell me what that was all about?

[pyrolyzed]

[ Zeta is so sweet to play along with his yapping and tugging, when the reason for it is really isn't that big of a deal ...

Which is to say, Fuuta scrunches down quietly behind the rack of clothes as he listens to those footsteps tromp down the aisle, brow furrowed deeply and jagged teeth bitten into his lip as he holds his breath. And it's only once those footsteps have tromped away, probably out of earshot, that he gives little sigh. ]

Aah? [ He keeps his voice low, but there's still no neutralizing the shitty note to his voice when he responds. ] Isn't it obvious ... I just don't wanna get dragged into all this costume bullshit.

[ A pause before he looks away. Too bad it doesn't hide the way his cheeks pink a little. ]

I just tried to put on whatever, and they said if I don't come back with something se ... more revealing, they'd choose for me. Like hell I wanna deal with all that. And they'll nag at you in the same way, you know.

for DABI

[pyrolyzed]

[ Well ... at least this costume isn't too uncomfortable. Not that different from his uniform back in high school, actually? Fuuta idly fidgets with his tie as he leans against a desk, loosening the knot just a smidge from where the makeup people had pushed it up right up against the collar of his shirt, frowning as he listens to the director prattle on about something or the other at the main actors waiting to film the next scene. And once he's confirmed it feels like the milling of the other extras means he won't be drawing any attention to himself, he leans over to mutter quietly to Dabi: ]

This is more boring than I thought it'd be.

[ They'd been recruited together by some ambitious indie director looking to fill the classroom of "Horny Nerd Creampie" with a realistic number of extras, the man practically dragging the both of them towards the school-set area. Fuuta had mostly given in just to get the guy off his back, further allured by the promise of a decent paycheck, and dragged Dabi into it as well so he wouldn't have to tolerate this mess by himself. So there's a little bit of guilt at play when he scoots himself closer to Dabi, just enough to bump shoulders together, wanting to make sure they're at least in this together.

... but not just guilt. Because he sneaks another glance towards the director and the staff before giving Dabi a little nudge to the side to catch his attention, managing a little quirk of the lips into a half-smirk as he whispers: ]

Bet they wouldn't even notice if we snuck out for this scene and came back for the next one.

[ Even saying it out loud feels a little daring. He'd been a good (enough) student back home, after all, and the prospect of sneaking out of classes by himself had never seemed appealing. But that was then, and this is different. Even setting aside the fact that this is a fake classroom, just the set for some dumb porno -- the fact that he's not alone makes all the difference in the world. ]

[skinstitch]

( there's a soft, non-committal sort of grunt as fuuta mutters to him, at first, as though he's not fully paying attention; sure, the set-up is pretty lame, the kind of amateur porn that some of the stupid hero kids might get off watching back home, and sure, the downtime is almost egregiously long, especially for something that should, in theory, be relatively one-and-done. what's the point of porn having a plot, anyway? no one's watching for all that: they'll just skip forward until the fucking happens. the thought at least is a little amusing; it means his lips curl faintly, slightly distant, before flattening out to his usual expression again.

it's boring, but not a total waste of time: because it's honestly a little fascinating to be there to begin with, decked out in a set that looks precisely like how he imagined school back home would be.

because it would have been like this, right? his gaze goes up towards the placards with the school rules, printed and framed primly above the sliding windows--it drops down to the desks, to the cubbies in the back of the room, to the larger glass windows that show some impossible scene of cherry blossoms and bright blue skies, something that he's sure they're fabricating from a screen or paintings or both. most of elementary school, and the beginnings of middle school, are a blur to him, framed only in painful memories of training, loneliness, incompetence, rage: it's a different thing entirely to see something like this, where the extras are all meant to be laughing and teasing and having a good time.

it doesn't feel quite right: like maybe he's not supposed to be here at all. but he's not about to leave fuuta here, especially not with the way he feels--begrudgingly, he has to admit that he can shrug off a lot, but leaving fuuta, knowingly, in the middle of a porn set would be a bit much for him.

one of his hands lifts, toying with the loose tie around his unbuttoned collar; while fuuta looks the part of a perfect student, he's been done up himself to be something of the class delinquent: his shirt untucked, his collar and tie loose, his jacket slightly oversized. the little nudge makes him glance down at him, breathing out a silent chuckle, before he offers a playful eyeroll. )

Yeah? ( his voice is low, bemused, while his gaze focuses out across the classroom, as though gauging who else might be noticing them. ) You want to get fucked over a desk in some other part of the set, huh? Naughty little rabbit.

( a brow lifts, almost in challenge, as he glances back down at fuuta. ) Go out along the back wall, the door's already open there. I'll meet you in two.

( he can always use the excuse of taking a smoke break, if anyone stops him. )

[pyrolyzed]

[ It would be a lie to say that Fuuta agreed to this filming session with any sort of plan in mind; his life would probably way easier if he was the type of person that did have that sort of foresight. But as they'd whiled away the minutes while lurking in that classroom setup, it had occurred to him that maybe this was something he could make use of. How old had Dabi said he was when he started living on the streets? Thirteen, was it? So he never experienced highschool, right? -- not that that'd be a huge loss in his eyes, given his own memories of highschool range from lukewarm to boring to bad, but still. It's a pretty significant chunk of most people's lives, right? So.

Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing. Using this chance to feel like they're actually skipping class. It might even be kind of fun -- a little throwback to back when his life had still been normal and digestible, something harmless that'd double as an interesting novelty for Dabi. And while his cheeks do pink a shade at the insinuation that he's just fishing for something lascivious, he doesn't bother protesting it, either.

Well, other than sticking his tongue out for a moment. ]

You gotta set the mood a bit before saying something like that, Touya-senpai.

[ Actually, using that honorific for him is more embarrassing than any talk of fucking. Fuuta gives a little huff to try and distract from the fluttery feeling in his chest before giving Dabi another nudge to the side in assent. ]

Don't take too long, okay.

[ As expected, Fuuta's attempts at being sneaky are adequate at best. He looks around a little too much as he slips away from the desk and slinks his way towards the back door, and the way he pauses at random desks while meandering towards the exit looks way too deliberate to play off as someone just looking to kill time. But the main staff are thankfully busy tending to the main actors, and the other actors milling about simply don't give a shit. Fuuta gets to slip from the room without any intervention, skittering around a corner and out of sight from Dabi's vantage point.

It's only once he also makes his way out of the classroom that Fuuta peeks out from the dark little corner he'd hunkered down in to avoid the eyes of the wandering staff, hurriedly jogging forth to grab at Dabi's hand. He'd hate to acknowledge it, but he looks a little excited. ]

There you are. C'mon, let's look around, see how detailed they bothered making this set -- there's less staff that way.

[skinstitch]

( his jaw feels like it unhinges itself; aghast, his lips part, but his voice is long gone, smothered into the odd, embarrassing feeling that rushes up at the sound of fuuta's soft voice, like he's never heard touya-senpai in his life. a part of him wants to reach out and stop him, grab his arm and wheel fuuta back against him for that stunt, but it's too late to try, and he can't seem to get a hold of whatever the feeling is that's burning away in his chest, smoldering down into his stomach. pleasure, maybe? encased in the hard, sharp lines of bashfulness? he doesn't want to have to admit to it.

instead, begrudgingly, he watches fuuta make his awkward escape--a part of him has to laugh, a wheezing, quiet hum under his breath as he tilts his head the other way, observing the rest of the classroom. there are some obnoxious girls in the corner passing the time with playing some kind of hand game, and a few other actors that have relented to actually poking around inside of the desks for books or notebooks to ponder over. by the time he twists around again, fuuta's out of sight: which means he's straightening up himself, easing past the desks towards the back row.

it's easy enough, for someone like him, to disappear out of sight: he's used to skulking around in back alleys and private shadows.

fuuta's hand connects with him before he sees him; he nearly jerks his own aside, until he feels the familiar twist of fuuta's fingers between his, and settles. annoying to have to admit that he's gotten so used to having him around that he can tell the difference, when it's that hand pushing through his hair, those fingertips running over the mottled lines of broken skin: that he can tell because he enjoys it more than he should. )

You looking for somewhere in particular? ( quiet and bemused, as he falls into step beside him, heading away from where more of the staff is gathered towards the unused rooms, not quite mulling around with people yet given that they're not yet necessary. ) Kinda feel like I'm living in one of your fantasies right now.

( his head tilts, teasing, brows lifting as though he's just thought of it. )

You want me to kabe-don you, too? Put my confession in your shoe locker? ( he can't help but tease him, just a little bit. ) No, guess it makes more sense if you confess to your senpai, or whatever. Get all blushy and stammery about it like you do.

iii.b heh

[ideates]

[ in contrast to fuuta's discomfort with the weight of the armor he's wearing, blade seems to be at ease. it's been a long time, so long ago it was a different life, but he used to wear armor like this, used to forge weapons that were even heavier than the prop sword he's holding in his right hand. true, the armor he's wearing is a little too light and exposes far too much of his chest and stomach, and the sword is far too flimsy, but even just having a weapon back in his hand is enough to set something within blade at ease.

he glances up toward where the cameras are focused on another character, then looks back toward fuuta. ]

It doesn't fit well. [ that much is obvious—in the style of many a sexy video game lady, blade is wearing pauldrons and a chest plate, but the shirt underneath them is straining at the chest, exposing a deep v of scarred skin. ] Do you want me to check yours?

[ from what blade recalls of the script, which admittedly isn't all of it, he doesn't think they'll be needed on camera for a few minutes, and there may even be a cut in there, which means they probably have time for him to take a look at the fastenings on fuuta's armor. ]

[pyrolyzed]

Uh. [ The possibility of his armor being poorly-fitted hadn't even occurred to him, to be honest. Fuuta pauses, blinks, looks down at himself for a moment, then looks back to Blade. ] ... sure?

[ Said as he awkwardly straightens up from where he'd been slouching against a nearby boulder (with horrible shrimp posture, as expected of a chronic internet denizen). And then, after a moment's consideration, holds his arms out? Just in case Blade needs to look at the belt down his side keeping his armor plates in place or anything. They're a bit big on him, not that he knows it; apparently the costuming department expected most of their knight actors to be a bit bulkier than him.

And while Fuuta waits for Blade's assessment, he gives the guy another look-over before commenting in as blasé a fashion as he can manage: ]

You're pretty used to this kinda stuff, huh? Since you were looking for a sword before, too ...

[ Fuuta is a poor liar at the best of time. It's obvious he's curious for details. ]

[ideates]

[ with a fluidity that probably answers fuuta's question all on its own, blade sheathes his sword and moves closer to fuuta so he can take a look at the armor. that it's a little large on fuuta is immediately apparent, but it's also fastened loosely, especially in the sides—no wonder he's jostling around in it so much.

without thinking too much, blade reaches for the fastenings, adjusting them slightly along fuuta's sides in an effort to mitigate some of the size problem. it won't be perfect—fuuta would need to bulk up quite a bit for that—but at the very least he thinks he can stop it from rattling around every time fuuta tries to swing his sword. ]

...Yes. [ there's always a risk in talking about his past. as a rule, blade tries not to—the forge master yingxing died the day blade was born, and dwelling on the circumstances is a surefire way to make blade literally lose his mind. still, he says, ] I learned swordplay over many long years.

[ and many long deaths, although blade doesn't say that part aloud. ]

You aren't used to them, [ he adds after a second. although it's phrased as a statement, it's really more of a question, blade's gaze flicking to meet fuuta's in a moment of curiosity. ] Swords. Are you?

[pyrolyzed]

[ He manages to stay still with his arms held out as Blade starts tugging at the straps ... mostly because he's distracted by the thought that this guy seriously feels like he fell out of a movie. One of those older martial arts movies that his dad used to watch a long time ago. Something about his general attitude and vibe just feel dramatic. And while that's the sort of thing that'd be deeply cringe coming from most people, this guy pulls it off, somehow.

It's ... cool, he guesses.

Blade might not know it, but Fuuta's a little more well-behaved than he usually is in the fact of that solemn poise, only pursing his lips instead of yapping defensively the moment he's given the first excuse to. ]

No ... but most people don't, where I'm from. [ A little grunt when he feels the plate cinch closer to his body. ] Only as, like, a sport. Not for actual fighting. And I did a different sport, so I've never done anything with swords.

[ He hasn't actually touched a soccer ball in years, but Blade doesn't need to know that. Also, he's going to change the subject from sports, anyway. ]

... you wanna show me, then? [ Wait, that sounds too earnest. Clear of the throat before he adds: ] I mean, even if we're background extras, it'd still be better if I looked like I knew what I was doing. And they haven't done much to prep me for this role. So if you wanted to show me some stuff I could copy, it might get this job finished faster, you know?

iii, but make it a wildcard

[keyeju]

[ The dragon cannot possibly only have two scenes, can he? Well, he could technically. A lot of movies save their dragons for only one specific part of the movie, usually the end, for the dramatics of it all. Still, this particular script wants to showcase the dragons strength and power before the might warriors come to tame him with the power of good sex.

That's all to say that the dragon needs a scene of taking down a band of knight extras to show his strength, power, and sexual prowess off with, so that the audience can know what the intrepid heroes are up against later.

Narumi, unfortunately for him, has been cast as one of those knights. He'd raised a bit of a fuss about it when he realized what was happening, but you know those scattershot cursed pieces of costuming? Guess how maybe not so accidentally was handed some armor with a little extra influence to it by the costuming department?

It's a fight between Narumi wanting to upend the script and show off, and the costume making him want to roll over and accept defeat the way he's supposed to for this scene. His jaw is clenched and he's actually sweating a little from the mental and emotional strain of it all as his fellow knights litter the set, defeated and blissed out looking from that defeat. Admittedly not a single one of them actually got the little D from the big D, because that kind of padding would really drag out the runtime of the movie, but they're doing a good job of pretending they did.

Narumi is a different story though. As the last knight standing, the script calls for the dragon to on screen conquer the final knight, which is to say Narumi is supposed to roll over and let Fuuta fuck him, which despite the growing part of him that weirdly wants to thanks to the armors desire to play the part right, he hasn't gone down yet. ]

Give it up already, asshole.

[ As if this scene is going to play out with Narumi winning. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ The costume's possession sure is a funny thing. Because it convinces Fuuta that he's a horny humanoid dragon with enough lust and stamina to fuck his way through a whole battalion of strong warriors and knights, and he sure does believe it! As he gazes down upon the bodies littered around the cave, he sure does believe that he just screwed the whole lot of them, screwing each and everyone until they were fucked brainless and compliant! He's just that good! He's a fearsome dragon, of course he is!

-- except, for as much as his brain convinces him that he's on a roll here, it's objectively not true. He hasn't even touched anyone yet, merely standing in place near the back of the cavern, posed over a warrior who's sprawled over the ground, panting and moaning and twitching in "post-orgasmic bliss." And while a normal person might not that much out of seeing this ridiculous set-up ... Fuuta's dragon-pilled brain can think of little more arousing than this. His blood runs terribly hot as he's subject to all the mounting arousal of a dragon being fed a dozen delicious romps, with none of the actual release of said romps.

Which is to say, by the time Narumi stumbles closer to him and the director shouts, 'ACTION!' he's already insanely turned on.

There's an uncharacteristically hungry glint to his eyes as he stalks forward; when he steps over the groaning body of a "fucked-stupid" actor and lets his prosthetic tail drag tantalizingly over the woman's throat, the touch earns a breathless whimper, but Fuuta doesn't even pay it any attention. All of his focus is on Narumi as he legs his tongue drag over the point of his fake fang. ]

Those should be my words, warrior. ... rejoice! [ It's soooo cringe and overdramatic when he spreads his arms as if in invitation, robotic wings flapping wide behind him. At least the flicker of special effects backlighting him with an eerie glow help sell the scene a bit as he cackles. ] You're the last one left! I'll be sure to reward you well for your bravery!

[keyeju]

[ Whether Fuuta's acting is just that good, or his own costume has added a little bit (or a lot) of confidence to his performance is beyond Narumi's ability to tell. The little guy is here selling the act and hamming it up in a way that he's sure the audiences will love given the type of film this is, but it grates on Narumi regardless.

Though not nearly as much as the unnatural fear and arousal that floods his body does.

Narumi is not a man who is given to fear all that often. If anything, the more dangerous a situation the more the adrenaline pumps out any thoughts of concern a normal person might have about the situation. It's one of the things that have made him such an incredible combatant, and it also makes him feel completely at odds with his own costume as it tries to force an atypical feeling onto him. He'd take double the arousal over this one, that has him gritting his teeth in agitation as he adjust his hold on his prop sword and growls out his lines. ]

You're not going to get away with this, dragon. Even if you defeat me here, more will come for you soon.

[ The director had made sure to stress how important it was that Narumi really play up the double entendre of that line, but saying it out loud makes him grimace a little. ]

[pyrolyzed]

[ Oh, that's a terrible line. Normally, Fuuta would physical recoil from the levels of cringe before launching into a tirade about how terrible it was.

But now, that earns a cackle. Fortunately for the director and unfortunately for Narumi, it's a very convincing laugh -- Fuuta has the right cadence and growl to his voice for it, and the little touch of SFX flames licking about his head lends him the perfect air of threat as he slinks forward a step. Then another. Closing the distance between them, bit by bit. ]

Let them come, then. [ His eyes gleam as they narrow. ] But you'll have to entertain me until then!

[ He darts forward the next moment with surprising agility. Whatever is in his makeup is doing a great job at squelching the usual pain of his injuries and giving him a hefty adrenaline boost. Later, he'll pay for it with muscle strains and aches, but for now, it means he gets to close the distance between them in little more than the blink of an eye. And before Narumi can back off or resist, that long, robotic tail of his lashes out, whipping Narumi's feet out from under him to knock him to the ground.

Fuuta's on him immediately afterward, straddling his midriff and shoving his hands against Narumi's shoulders to pin him in place. The claws of his costume are only plastic, but they feel convincingly sharp where they prickle past the plate of armor, threatening to draw blood if Narumi makes the wrong move.

It's very movie cliche when he leans in to drag his tongue up the side of Narumi's throat in one long swipe before sitting back and licking his lips. Even more cliche when he drawls, ]

You taste like fear. How sweet.

actor resume

[uptill]

i thought your name was fuuta

[pyrolyzed]

it is
i guess this grabbed one of the usernames i was thinking about using
feels like an invasion of privacy that it can do that with my old data but whatever

[uptill]

i wasn't going to start calling you pazuzu
if that helps?
does this thing know about everything or did you type that before
maybe you should have filled it yourself because then it does weird shit


i have to go fill this thing

[pyrolyzed]

it's not that
i don't really care if people wanna use pazuzu
but it bothers me that they're keeping track of this information
if i deleted it then it shouldn't be kept in the system you know
it's basic privacy laws that they should only get to use the information we submit
but then again this whole place is a mess of breach of confidentiality

[ He is definitely using some of those words wrong ... ]

but yeah go fill out the thing
hurry up or it'll call you a sexy kitten or some thing

iiib mixed with wildcard

[loosestrifes]

( The script is a little different with this dragon lord. Growing impatient and full of themselves, Fuuta's fellow knights had already moved on ahead without him, in pairs or small groups or even alone, and not a single one of them has made their way back. It makes Fuuta's entrance into the dragon den that much more eerie when he's not met with much in the way of sound. No voices, no clinking of armor, just the quiet shifting of one pebble as Esikko sits up further on his pile of stone and gems, carved out to resemble something of a throne.

As a dragon-turned-human, the makeup crew had a little too much fun dolling him up as much as possible. Red eyeshadow matches the cute little curved horns that come from the top of his pink head, and his attire is sheer and flowing, the red providing a contrast against the pale of his skin beneath it. It doesn't leave much to the imagination. Just enough, really.

Seeing Fuuta approaching as a cute little Knight certainly draws him out of the bored pose he'd been striking just a moment ago. Esikko tilts his head to one side, fingers tracing along his own bottom lip as he eyes the other, straightened hair falling in loose strands with the angle. )

And here I thought they'd save the best for last. You're like a little chew toy.

( His laugh is soft, more breath than anything else, and he uncrosses his legs in a slow and pointed way, sitting up further. And yes, he is absolutely adlibbing with this script here, just following the beats along the way. It's fun. )

Come along, then. You're not afraid to come closer, are you?

[pyrolyzed]

[ Fuuta's admittedly flagging by the time he reaches the cave. Like -- he'd known on a rational level that armor would be heavy and uncomfortable? He's not an idiot? But whatever crumb of excitement he'd felt about being assigned a knight role has long since withered by the time he's finished slogging his way over to the cave setting, and Fuuta huffs a weary sigh as he takes a breather, doubled over with his hands braced against his knees. At least his chest isn't hurting too bad, but he's still not exactly thrilled about this whole setup as he straightens back up to resume his trudge into the cave

... only to give a flinch back, briefly frozen when he sees Esikko stirring in the shadows, accentuated just so by the dim lighting in the set.

Fuck. He'd never admit it out loud because Esikko definitely doesn't need any more fodder for getting a big head over, but he plays the role well. Fuuta's definitely frozen for a moment, eye wide, before he remembers he's playing a role. Even when he does, he's so flustered that he briefly fumbles at his sword, only managing to pull it halfway from its scabbard before his hand slips; it takes a second grab and a yank for him to jerk it out and hold forth. ]

As if I'd be afraid!

[ Uh. What was his next line. Give him a second where he's awkwardly stuck in place, brow furrowed and lips parted as he digs through his brains for the next line. At least it gives him a good excuse to stare for a moment, taking in the graceful line of Esikko's legs as he shifts positions. Ugh. Why does Esikko get to pull this look off so well. -- oh, right. ]

Y-your time has come! And [ ughhhhhh ] so ... will you!

[ He's going to have a stern word with the scriptwriter later. For now, he uses that as his cue to storm forth. Time to start this 'fight' with the dragon. ]

[loosestrifes]

( There's something to be said for Fuuta's unique flavor of charm, he guesses. It's like, he's so pathetic that you can't help but feel some sort of joy in watching him fumble around. Like watching a baby deer stumble over its own legs. Even if Esikko himself is prone to jealousy and anger over the attention it garners, it doesn't make him exempt from it.

But it does kind of make him a bully. The laugh that slips out is nearly a snort, but he recovers it well enough to seem simply haughty, lifting his chin with a glimmer in his eyes that says he's absolutely going to remember that line.

As for this little fight... The script says something about a tense, heated scuffle, about their bodies brushing and all of that nonsense. Instead, Esikko decides to step in just the right way to angle his own foot beneath Fuuta's, hoping to trip him just to catch him by the wrist immediately after. If he can manage this, it'll just take a tug, a turn, a little pull of his scrawny little arm to get him lifting onto his toes enough so that their eyes can meet better, faces close. )

Promise? ( Teasing, playful. ) Let's see who begs or backs out first, little knight.

( Again, he is expanding a lot on his lines here. That nickname is personal. But, more on script, and barely holding back a breath of a laugh: )

Show me your real sword, now.

ii!

[snakelace]

Fuuta—?

[ He’s yanked into the wardrobe with a (thankfully) soft noise of surprise, as Fuuta manages to manhandle one of the few people in the resort with a worse constitution than his.

But at least Baizhu’s smart enough to catch on and hunker down with, even reaching up to draw the hanging costumes above them shut to curtain them off. ]

Who are you hiding from?