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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. 】
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• childhood friend / girl next door • high society debutante (in both well-mannered and spitfire flavors) • disciplinary committee / student council president • the rival type™ • guard dog
KINKS & FETISHES
• praise • ? • competition
SPECIAL SKILLS
• swordplay • sewing • does NOT know when to give up • might do tricks for praise 👍
01 ⟡ dressing room
( for all her many boasted talents(?), she knows with absolute certainty that she can handle this one just fine. sure, she might not have special effects experience under her belt, but she at least knows her way around a brush and the various implements used in makeup to do everything else as a girl who rather likes to dress up despite her chosen profession. )
What did you say the role was for again?
( as annoying as she probably was before all this, she does seem to be taking her duties as a makeup artist seriously - a little too much so, perhaps.. she definitely doesn't have to look quite like that while she's staring down her poor victim in that specific and thoughtful way only vain girls with an aptitude for the superficial can.
then she goes on with all the audacity in the world to simply reach and turn the chin of her newfound friend so she can better examine both sides to see what she's working with. )
Oh, and if you had an outfit in mind you should probably tell me now.
( bossy... )
02 ⟡ lord of the wings
( this little city mouse has never seen forestry and mountains and coves like this - her humble, filthy and lawless district is perhaps the antithesis of everything she's cast her eyes on so far ever since she's arrived on set.
so maybe you've seen her poking her nose around the various settings, never quite sticking to one place for too long, not wanting to get in the way of production and slinking around behind the scenes. she's even athletic (and stubborn) enough to get up into areas that one might not expect her to be.
which makes the casting choice for her ironic, if not intended, to finally keep her in one place.
amidst a cove tucked beyond the shore, a siren who's taken refuge in it for shade fusses with the losing battle that's keeping her hair neat despite the sand and salt water, the long tail she's been fitted with remains partially submerged as she sits on her formation of rocks. it won't take much to grab her attention upon entry, and she perks up quite a bit at the sight of another soul. )
Hey! ( it's not the most effective siren call, but heed it anyway. it's break time! ) You wouldn't happen to have water that's not part of the set, would you? It's kinda hot out.
( ... why won't she just go get it herself? well, someone might just be a little (very, magically) stuck in her pretty new costume but that's probably not important. )
03 ⟡ short films
( the flattery that came with the promise of pay for what should theoretically be an easy job is probably the real reason she said yes at all.
of course she'd look good in front of a camera, she'd said earlier, but reading the material put on the script has left her wanting. the lore might as well be nonexistent, the plot is full of holes, and most of the logic is just plain crazy? the whole thing is built upon the convenient deux ex machina tailor made to get down and dirty in what could barely count as a sufficient amount of time setting up the scene.
but she's also not really the sort to abandon things she's already agreed to do, so here she is anyway. and if she's going to do anything, she intends to do her best in whatever capacity that might actually come to.
in her current getup, one might never assume she's a swordsman and hunter of monsters by trade, perfectly at home in front of a vanity in a silk robe that she has to keep from accidentally getting her costume dirtied before even setting foot onto this 'stage'. )
I don't know why they bothered with a script when none of it makes any sense. Is this really just how it normally goes??
( the diva means the plot in porno, of course. )
wildcard & notes!
hiiii.. puts my clown hat back on. im back but w a different kind of girlie.
the first two have the potential to go silly/gen or nsfw depending how we drive that bus and tbh i'm good either way, but the third one is obviously way more geared for the latter. although even then that won't stop me from shenanigans should you wish it.
for scenario choices in the third one: you know my ass is a weak bitch for blasphemy in church. sorry. but also, i will not change. teacher/student. master/servant with her in either role. ? bunny girl. or make something up, i'm good for it. these are but mere suggestions.
if you wanna discuss stuff, pleasseee feel free to reach out in dms if you wanna work something out first! i've also got some preferences and such listed on her journal somewhere.
[Like someone really getting into the hang of this acting stuff, he's looking at lines before its his turn in the make up chair. He sets the script down, crosses his legs and lets her pull him to look up by the chin.]
Some kind of elf.
[He doesn't say more than that because the script of the film is so nonsensical that he hardly knows what's going on in the plot despite having read the entirety of it at least twice. Whoever wrote the damn thing might have fallen asleep midway through and just kept typing.]
For costume? I don't think they care. As long as there's skin showing.. [Vanitas shrugs, looking at the girl then doing a bit of a double take.] You seem a little young to be doing work like this.
( he does a double take, and she stills for a beat with a slight squint like she's trying to decide on something,
then ultimately lets it go with a huff. )
Makeup work? Or do you mean..
( a vague gesture to the door and beyond. y'know. the acting and such.
either way, she's already turned her heel to grab a primer, testing viscosity with a bit on her finger before she swipes up a new sponge and a headband to hand off the latter instead of trying to put that on him herself. she can chat and keep busy. )
I wouldn't call it ideal? I'm better used as security. ( which reminds her of their burly owl companions, which in turn she makes a bit of a face about. why are they like that anyway?? ) But comparatively it's not the worst.
( which works for any interpretation of his question. )
Either, I suppose. You do know the nature of what they're filming here, don't you?
[Though, maybe the make up part of it is harmless right now, he suspects it's a something like a gateway drug to getting her to be exactly in the spot Vanitas is in sooner or later. And there's two years between them, if that, so he doesn't have a whole lot of room to judge.
He doesn't know what she's doing with all those lotions and sponges she has to tap against his skin, but she looks confident enough that he doesn't see need to doubt her abilities. Instead closes his eyes a moment while she does her thing.]
Security, hm? What did you do before coming here? [Vanitas means here in a general sense, always a little curious about the other worlds that the people around here came from.]
[Natori gets his face manhandled by professional makeup artists on the regular, so absolutely none of her behavior (confident, bossy, hyperfocused on the visibility or lack thereof of his pores) strikes him as unusual or alarming. He closes his eyes as she turns his face to either side with the energy of someone who knows he's eventually going to get prodded into showing the state of his eyelashes, eyelids, or the huge bags under his eyes (his most annoying feature on his otherwise gorgeous face, he's regularly told) so he might as well get it out of the way.]
'Hot pizza boy.'
[His 'script' is sitting open in his lap in case he feels the need to review it, but it's two lines long and just says "HOT PIZZA BOY: Did someone order a pizza?", then a large amount of white space, and then "HOT PIZZA BOY: Well that was fun." He wishes he could say this is the stupidest script he's ever seen, but at least it's straightforward.]
Do you want to know a secret? I've never actually ordered a pizza, so I don't know much about what I'm supposed to wear.
( excuse her for a moment while she looks flabbergasted. her eyes flit down to the script for a split second as if it has any way of revealing to her what she's meant to do with that, but that's a her problem for seeking wisdom in any of the writing to begin with.
like, hey first of all: what. secondly: were they even trying???? )
What a lazy script.
( but she's not about to fix it for them. she wouldn't even know where to start. she knows what to do with his face at least, and it starts with an insistent jab of her index finger against his forehead.
yes, a lecture, the primer of choice these days. )
On the other hand, you need to be getting more sleep. ( tsk, tsk. coming from a notorious workaholic, that's pretty bad. he probably knows this already, she realizes, but this will not stop her regardless. ) The rest of your complexion is going to go right out the window if you don't take better care of yourself!
( boy she sure does keep going.. )
Do you need a nap or something first?
( she'll circle back to the costuming and lack of even an adjacent experience with delivery someday, probably, )
Hahaha, right? [To all of that, really. He probably shouldn't be shittalking the production he's been cast in, but on the other hand they probably shouldn't have kidnapped a bunch of people into an ayakashi dimension to make them film lazy pornos, so.] But don't worry, I'll do my best to make the character come ali-- ow.
[Straight to the forehead, huh. That at least prods him into opening his eyes again. And into letting a little of the sarcasm leak out as he raises an eyebrow and says, in a very 'yes, mom' tone of voice:] So I've heard.
[He normally uses a flippant excuse: oh, I'm just a simple country boy and the lights of the big city kept me up, and everyone would know he was bullshitting, but they'd assume he was out partying and leave it at that. But again: their circumstances are a little unusual here, so.]
Well, it's not every day I wake up in a magic kidnapping hotel, now is it? I don't do well sleeping in an unfamiliar location. [that's also a big ol' lie because he can and will fall asleep anywhere, including in this makeup chair if given a chance, but whatever.] It's kind of you to offer, but we might as well get this over with.
(okay, so, he isn't quite sure what to do with this script. what even is a handsome adventurer supposed to be? zack's positive that he has the handsome part down, right? he looks good, even when he was and wasn't doing so hot! but he did seem to be looking it over confusedly. he also might be resisting the urge to ask what a fluffer is supposed to be, since that's another term he hadn't heard of in his short time alive. not that anyone else would know he's supposed to be dead, not among the guests.
well, whatever, he can figure this out! he surely can, right? it isn't like he's a complete dunce with these things, but she was asking him a question. oops. he almost forgot.)
Leading role as an adventurer!
(he's not minding her grabbing at his face, not necessarily. the scars on his cheek are going to be a real standout depending. bossy girls are fine! he's dealt with a bossy little girl often.
( she would also take offense to being called that!!! )
Huh.
( not a question. more like she's taking one look at him and it just.. makes sense. she's not built quite the same way as him, and neither was her old mentor, but she knows a fighter when she sees one.
how very apt. alright then. he can have his face back as she meanders on off to go look for something amongst the piles of things she's been left with to use. it will be a minute since she's also cleaning them, who knows how many people have gone through these and how they were handled. )
I'm leaving the scar then, I guess. I could try adding more if you want?
( not literally, but she sure didn't explain that! )
(not more than him being scarred, right? he's got some others. right along his torso, bullets don't make for a wonderful time. especially not whenever they killed him, the rest weren't from him being shot at, though. some comes from his job, others perhaps even sephiroth. he's already stuck sitting there in only a pair of shorts and tank top in the meantime.
wait, hold on a second. what did she mean, add another!? she didn't mean she was going to cut up his face, right? because the last time that he got facial scars, oh buddy, that didn't feel good a single bit. it felt more like someone took a knife and stabbed him with it repeatedly in his cheek when he got the pair there. made eating a bit rough, but what can you do? he sure doesn't know. he can't even complain much.)
Literally? I think I'm good! The two I got hurt enough.
(zack....why would you assume that she meant literally.)
I'm not sure if more might suit me, though, huh....
[ Brave to flag down the giant ogre from hell for water, but for all Twilight is displeased with his general situation he'd rather be treated normally than left to the fearsome brooding that he looks like god intended him for. He tries to call back cheerfully, but this body is just not made for it and his response still comes out as a foreboding rumble. ]
Sure. I've got some.
[ Doesn't help his barbaric image that he's carrying everything he's been given around the sets in a loose sack over his shoulder, but they don't exactly make backpacks or the like in his current size. He fishes around in it for a water bottle and hands it over. He's got plenty; hydration is important... especially on this kind of set.
Her issue is pretty obvious; he's used to an environment with all kinds of different species who need their own little carefully-crafted areas to be comfortable. ]
( what luck! a bottle she graciously accepts with a chirp of thanks, unscrewing it readily to take a swig of it before she does anything else.
she really should perhaps question the situation more, given the appearances of the newcomer to her cove, but right now she's assuming that it's all part of the set and scene one way or the other. she hasn't sensed a lick of bloodlust, nor has he simply gone for her throat while she's without her weapon of choice, so it's probably fine? she did see quite the colorful array of set characters earlier.. )
I can get to the beach if that's what you're asking. ( why is she bragging about this? who knows. but she sure is. ) The tail seems like a pain to undo and redo for a recess, so I've just been seeing what I can find underwater while we're on break.
[ Oh. It's a costume. The surprise reaches his eyes, though he manages not to blurt out his conclusion. Again: used to having plenty of actual monsters around, and not so many magical equippable tails... ]
This? Ever since I transformed people keep trying to rope me into extra scenes so I'm trying to look like a stage assistant instead of an actor. So keep asking me for things. Really.
[honestly, Akira looks pretty darn out of place in the dressing rooms. wearing nothing but his usual casual outfit, hair a tousled mess that falls across his bespectacled gaze, his presence exuding the aura of a completely average joe with no exciting defining features whatsoever. . . he doesn't at all look like the A-list actors these overeager directors are casting in their flicks. and in addition to that, he seems to be carrying several plastic bags full of various take-out food containers!! why does he have those. who are they for??]
[Nei's question takes him a bit off guard, and his initial response is to raise a brow, his glasses sliding to the tip of his nose as he peers at her with open curiosity]
[. . .]
[then he holds up the food bags]
Real life food delivery boy.
[o. oh]
The other makeup artists got hungry.
[ah. he once again got strong-armed into being a production assistant]
( oops. being overeager to get something done will do that sometimes, and that's just how you accidentally wind up with the real life food delivery boy held captive in your chair.
'she all but strongarmed him into it'. accidentally. allegedly, even. )
I didn't know they were getting anything, so I just assumed those were your props or something.
( it's not the most unusual thing she's seen today! )
Do you always just let yourself get pulled along for stuff?
[ the set up is this: sein, finally out of the confessional and allowed to take his priestly duties on the go, is called upon by the concerned parents of a young woman who has begun to exhibit concerning behaviors.
now, exorcisms are by and large something completely foreign to sein, who is in fact an actual priest, but apparently not in any of the ways that seem to count for this particular genre. though demons are very real threats in his world and line of work, they are often their own entities to deal with. possession is both a concept wildly intriguing and incredibly worrying, but he's trying his best not to think too hard on the real-world implications of it all.
it helps that the possessed girl in question is so incredibly distracting.
and he means that in a purely platonic sort of way — though let it be known that walking into the girlish bedroom, perfectly adorned in pinks and fairy lights and an obscene amount of plushies, to find the young woman in question bound to her bed by cushion-lined shackles that force her limbs spread wide to complement how the sheer babydoll nightie she wears already exposes her draws sein's attention in ways he will probably have to re-examine later...
but it seems someone in the props department had forgotten to gag her, too.
sein lifts a hand from the bible he'd been outfitted with, palm out towards her. is he trying to bless her or shut her up?? ]
What does any of that have to do with the demon inside you?
bats my lashes at u. thanks for the food. dw abt length.. setup things. yk how it is
( while demons don't necessarily exist in her world, something adjacent does. monsters are born of corpses, shambling and hungry, but at least they remain corporeal and stay in the bodies that they already had rather than take on another. dealing with the kinds that look like any other person is hard enough as it is - to have to worry about it jumping hosts is a whole set of problems she's glad she doesn't have to contend with.
all that to say, she most certainly shot the writer and director a sharp look when she realizes exactly what role it was she was meant to fill. she'd be a natural, they'd said, and they're lucky to be civilians in more ways than one.
the hand lifted has her narrowing her gaze, stopped halfway with another question that has her testing the binds on her wrists with another forceful tug. the lining on the underside is a small mercy - she would've dug the metal raw into her skin just then.
it doesn't help that she's the sort of girl that gets angry when embarrassed, and the sheer of this excuse of a babydoll isn't helping matters in the slightest. even for a girl that loves attention, this is a bit different!? especially when she can't do much about it except stay laid out on the plush of her bed like a spread at dinner.
the snarl she takes to is genuine - although the fluster and pink cuts down most if its edges - annoyed at having been interrupted. running her mouth is one of her many talents and she's glad that the production team can at least let her keep agency over it. possibly because they're afraid she might just crucify them after filming if they did, but that's irrelevant. )
Has anyone ever told you it's rude to cut someone off like that? ( not that she offered him much space to speak up since his entry, ) Maybe you should be the one tied down instead.
( you know, so she can drill manners into him herself? )
Why don't you come here and undo these things, huh? Maybe then you'll see my point when you take my place!
( since he won't listen to her complain and all!! )
[ He's off to another scene after a short break. This time, he's asked to move to a set likened to a church. The smell of a carpet and wooden pews felt familiar to him as he passes through the set to get to the dressing room. There, he was given his next role - a teacher at a preppy Catholic school. He was told his partner is going to be a student, which, fine enough he guesses. Once he changed to a silky button-up shirt, dress pants, wristwatch, wristlet, and some nice leather shoes that matches with his belt; Troy puts his eyeglasses on to give him the look of an erudite underneath all that muscle. Like a nerd who can kick your ass. He looks at himself in the mirror, checking for anything on his face as he runs his finger along his stubbled jaw.
He hears someone else in the dressing room, making Troy look over to her and sees a young woman in a robe. He takes note of her appearance and demeanor before his mind decides to register her words. He chuckles. ]
Yeah, that's how they like to do things in this place.
[ He says with a friendly nod, warm enough towards his costar. ]
Just think of it as a guideline, and adlib whatever you want throughout the rest of the scene. The directors seem fine with that method so far.
the arrival and answer has her flick her gaze up at the mirror to use the reflection instead of turning over to look. she doesn't want to ruin the hard work done on her hair either, you see. she truly did miss her calling as a diva.
exacerbated by the fact that she's not all that used to having a second there with her whenever she takes on a job.. but hunts for beasts are hardly the same as acting, so she's figuring it out. )
That's kind of lazy on their end, isn't it?
( did she just ask that while on set? yeah. )
Seems to me more like they put more effort into the backdrop more than what'll actually be captured on camera.
( ....... )
.... Then again, I don't know if I'd rather that than be handed some cheesy script.
( which is an extremely horrifying thought, now that she thinks about it?? )
[He's distinctly just a little uncomfortable with all this.
It's just he's never done... well, any of these things! Dress up in a skimpy costume, act out in a movie, or having makeup applied to his face. The last bit is getting the mutant to squint and tense just a little under her grasp, mostly out of instinct than anything else. He knows she's just trying, but it's kind of weird! Besides, wouldn't it be wasted on him? Like he can't appreciate it all that much and he has to always wear his glasses!]
Um, I'm supposed to be a 'superhero.' [Which feels kind of ironic?? Although, can a mutant vigilante group be called that? Especially since they haven't really done any missions so far...]
Do superheroes need to wear makeup? Feels like it'd get in the way or get messed up in a fight. [...] And uh, they wanted me to wear spandex.
[Something really tight they said. Cling to his body.]
( does he want some of her confidence because she could probably stand to lose some of that ego.......
speaking of. he keeps squirming, but unfortunately she's stubborn and wont let go just like that because she has a job to do here. if anything, she just shifts her grip to grab his jaw for a second to make him look at her because this part's very important and worth taking note of. )
Fighters can wear makeup just fine if you play your cards right. ( this is very much a 'get good' type moment, sorry....... ) Besides, if you seal it right? You'd be surprised how much you can put it through, so do not underestimate me.
( it was, in fact, not all that important. but at least she's let go of him! and off she goes back to the collection of things she was given to work with to pick through them for something suitable. )
How do you think it'd get in the way?
( just in case she needs to adjust things? for some reason? )
Also, are the lights in here too bright for you or something? I can turn it down if you want.
[ nei's call is, unfortunately, met with deaf ears, as the only other member of the cast around is currently asleep.
he's supposedly part of the (checks notes) pirate crew that ambushes the adventuring party when they travel through the cove, scavenging belongings once they've succumbed to the sirens' wiles. as the party has yet to get there yet, he'd snuck off somewhere away from most of the production to take a nap. it just so happens to be behind the rock formation she's perched on.
he does have a canteen attached to his belt that's part of his costume. is she able to reach it, though, is the question. ]
hehheheh yaaaaaay i love how we went from slowburn ish to smut in two universes. i love this so much
( she could try again, but they do look rather busy, so maybe not? getting in their way while they're setting up risks delay and drawing this whole production out for longer than it needs to doesn't really sound ideal for literally anyone.
......
well, no one can say she didn't at least try to spare the guy behind her from being woken up from his beauty sleep. she's known that there was someone else there with her, but figured that if he's tired enough to pass out somewhere that doesn't look all that comfortable, he could probably take a minute during break.
but also? he didn't even bat an eye when she got here a little bit ago, he also didn't stir when she called out just now, so maybe it's about that time she makes sure this guy isn't dead or something.
it's not too hard to scoot a bit more off the edge so she can lean over his side, keeping balance with her hand on the rocks as she reaches down to poke the top of his head with the other. )
You okay down there? You didn't pass out from a heatstroke did you?
( look, she's many things, but worry over another's well being is something she can still experience!! that comes first! )
[ Obikawa is no stranger to letting greed dictate his decisions; selfish and lively, there’s hardly any encouraging needed to get him ready for the stage. Dressed in an adventurers garb, hair braided down his back and styled with wildflowers, propped against his chair with an air of nonchalance.
He has his own script balanced on his knee, chewing on the flesh of an apple in his hand before his attention slowly turns to the young girl. Her question is met with a quirked brow, tilting his head just slightly. ] You new here? [ A genuine question. ] They don’t really care about the plot. It’s all about the end result, y’know? Just excited for people to start fuckin’.
[ His tone is airy and light, a complete contrast his crassness. ]
But it’d be a little more fun if they gave us more backstory! Some lore of the characters we’re playing. Look at this. [ With his free hand he brings his script closer to her, his thumb tapping at a line. ] ”You become so horny and begin ravishing the princess.” And the line before that was about being poisoned.
listen. we could do it. maybe this is where the 50 comments of blueballing happens
( alright, snake in the garden of eden and his apple.
but she does have to acknowledge him at some point considering how it'd be impossible to shoot the thing without doing so. she even had the plan to be amicable enough as to not have to deal with a costar that'd make things difficult and drag this whole thing on even longer.
.. then when he opens his mouth she wonders if she might assist him with closing it instead. )
- why did you end it with the setup?! ( yeah. that's the issue here. sure. ) And don't be so crass about it!
( at least she refrains from throwing something at him before even learning his name.... her expression doesn't really get much better when she glances down at what he's pointing at. )
Besides, why can't I be the -
( adventurer? hm. actually, maybe not. nevermind. it's probably wise on the production side not to arm her with even a prop weapon anyway. she's steering this one in a different direction. )
You don't strike me as someone who cares about lore.
nei takarai ♡ gokurakugai
Height: 153cm
Weight: 105lbs
Age: 16
Eye color: pink
Hair color: pink
• childhood friend / girl next door
• high society debutante (in both well-mannered and spitfire flavors)
• disciplinary committee / student council president
• the rival type™
• guard dog
• praise
• ?
• competition
• swordplay
• sewing
• does NOT know when to give up
• might do tricks for praise 👍
( for all her many boasted talents(?), she knows with absolute certainty that she can handle this one just fine. sure, she might not have special effects experience under her belt, but she at least knows her way around a brush and the various implements used in makeup to do everything else as a girl who rather likes to dress up despite her chosen profession. )
What did you say the role was for again?
( as annoying as she probably was before all this, she does seem to be taking her duties as a makeup artist seriously - a little too much so, perhaps.. she definitely doesn't have to look quite like that while she's staring down her poor victim in that specific and thoughtful way only vain girls with an aptitude for the superficial can.
then she goes on with all the audacity in the world to simply reach and turn the chin of her newfound friend so she can better examine both sides to see what she's working with. )
Oh, and if you had an outfit in mind you should probably tell me now.
( bossy... )
( this little city mouse has never seen forestry and mountains and coves like this - her humble, filthy and lawless district is perhaps the antithesis of everything she's cast her eyes on so far ever since she's arrived on set.
so maybe you've seen her poking her nose around the various settings, never quite sticking to one place for too long, not wanting to get in the way of production and slinking around behind the scenes. she's even athletic (and stubborn) enough to get up into areas that one might not expect her to be.
which makes the casting choice for her ironic, if not intended, to finally keep her in one place.
amidst a cove tucked beyond the shore, a siren who's taken refuge in it for shade fusses with the losing battle that's keeping her hair neat despite the sand and salt water, the long tail she's been fitted with remains partially submerged as she sits on her formation of rocks. it won't take much to grab her attention upon entry, and she perks up quite a bit at the sight of another soul. )
Hey! ( it's not the most effective siren call, but heed it anyway. it's break time! ) You wouldn't happen to have water that's not part of the set, would you? It's kinda hot out.
( ... why won't she just go get it herself? well, someone might just be a little (very, magically) stuck in her pretty new costume but that's probably not important. )
( the flattery that came with the promise of pay for what should theoretically be an easy job is probably the real reason she said yes at all.
of course she'd look good in front of a camera, she'd said earlier, but reading the material put on the script has left her wanting. the lore might as well be nonexistent, the plot is full of holes, and most of the logic is just plain crazy? the whole thing is built upon the convenient deux ex machina tailor made to get down and dirty in what could barely count as a sufficient amount of time setting up the scene.
but she's also not really the sort to abandon things she's already agreed to do, so here she is anyway. and if she's going to do anything, she intends to do her best in whatever capacity that might actually come to.
in her current getup, one might never assume she's a swordsman and hunter of monsters by trade, perfectly at home in front of a vanity in a silk robe that she has to keep from accidentally getting her costume dirtied before even setting foot onto this 'stage'. )
I don't know why they bothered with a script when none of it makes any sense. Is this really just how it normally goes??
( the diva means the plot in porno, of course. )
hiiii.. puts my clown hat back on. im back but w a different kind of girlie.
the first two have the potential to go silly/gen or nsfw depending how we drive that bus and tbh i'm good either way, but the third one is obviously way more geared for the latter. although even then that won't stop me from shenanigans should you wish it.
for scenario choices in the third one: you know my ass is a weak bitch for blasphemy in church. sorry. but also, i will not change. teacher/student. master/servant with her in either role. ? bunny girl. or make something up, i'm good for it. these are but mere suggestions.
if you wanna discuss stuff, pleasseee feel free to reach out in dms if you wanna work something out first! i've also got some preferences and such listed on her journal somewhere.
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Some kind of elf.
[He doesn't say more than that because the script of the film is so nonsensical that he hardly knows what's going on in the plot despite having read the entirety of it at least twice. Whoever wrote the damn thing might have fallen asleep midway through and just kept typing.]
For costume? I don't think they care. As long as there's skin showing.. [Vanitas shrugs, looking at the girl then doing a bit of a double take.] You seem a little young to be doing work like this.
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then ultimately lets it go with a huff. )
Makeup work? Or do you mean..
( a vague gesture to the door and beyond. y'know. the acting and such.
either way, she's already turned her heel to grab a primer, testing viscosity with a bit on her finger before she swipes up a new sponge and a headband to hand off the latter instead of trying to put that on him herself. she can chat and keep busy. )
I wouldn't call it ideal? I'm better used as security. ( which reminds her of their burly owl companions, which in turn she makes a bit of a face about. why are they like that anyway?? ) But comparatively it's not the worst.
( which works for any interpretation of his question. )
.. Paparazzi is getting on my nerves though.
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[Though, maybe the make up part of it is harmless right now, he suspects it's a something like a gateway drug to getting her to be exactly in the spot Vanitas is in sooner or later. And there's two years between them, if that, so he doesn't have a whole lot of room to judge.
He doesn't know what she's doing with all those lotions and sponges she has to tap against his skin, but she looks confident enough that he doesn't see need to doubt her abilities. Instead closes his eyes a moment while she does her thing.]
Security, hm? What did you do before coming here? [Vanitas means here in a general sense, always a little curious about the other worlds that the people around here came from.]
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i apologize for the time jump
oh don't apologize silly this works perfectly!
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1/2 wrong order. i'm doing it over hol on
i lied it's 2/3
ok i'm done
i apologize for this man
ok but never apologize bc its funny even if she doesnt think so
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'Hot pizza boy.'
[His 'script' is sitting open in his lap in case he feels the need to review it, but it's two lines long and just says "HOT PIZZA BOY: Did someone order a pizza?", then a large amount of white space, and then "HOT PIZZA BOY: Well that was fun." He wishes he could say this is the stupidest script he's ever seen, but at least it's straightforward.]
Do you want to know a secret? I've never actually ordered a pizza, so I don't know much about what I'm supposed to wear.
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( excuse her for a moment while she looks flabbergasted. her eyes flit down to the script for a split second as if it has any way of revealing to her what she's meant to do with that, but that's a her problem for seeking wisdom in any of the writing to begin with.
like, hey first of all: what. secondly: were they even trying???? )
What a lazy script.
( but she's not about to fix it for them. she wouldn't even know where to start. she knows what to do with his face at least, and it starts with an insistent jab of her index finger against his forehead.
yes, a lecture, the primer of choice these days. )
On the other hand, you need to be getting more sleep. ( tsk, tsk. coming from a notorious workaholic, that's pretty bad. he probably knows this already, she realizes, but this will not stop her regardless. ) The rest of your complexion is going to go right out the window if you don't take better care of yourself!
( boy she sure does keep going.. )
Do you need a nap or something first?
( she'll circle back to the costuming and lack of even an adjacent experience with delivery someday, probably, )
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[Straight to the forehead, huh. That at least prods him into opening his eyes again. And into letting a little of the sarcasm leak out as he raises an eyebrow and says, in a very 'yes, mom' tone of voice:] So I've heard.
[He normally uses a flippant excuse: oh, I'm just a simple country boy and the lights of the big city kept me up, and everyone would know he was bullshitting, but they'd assume he was out partying and leave it at that. But again: their circumstances are a little unusual here, so.]
Well, it's not every day I wake up in a magic kidnapping hotel, now is it? I don't do well sleeping in an unfamiliar location. [that's also a big ol' lie because he can and will fall asleep anywhere, including in this makeup chair if given a chance, but whatever.] It's kind of you to offer, but we might as well get this over with.
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closes my eyes. im.......... so sorry for her
no I love her
sniffles. i always worry abt her obnoxious ass bein a lot. just like how i dunno how to stop yapping
it's ok he's obnoxious too they can sparkle together
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well, whatever, he can figure this out! he surely can, right? it isn't like he's a complete dunce with these things, but she was asking him a question. oops. he almost forgot.)
Leading role as an adventurer!
(he's not minding her grabbing at his face, not necessarily. the scars on his cheek are going to be a real standout depending. bossy girls are fine! he's dealt with a bossy little girl often.
(yuffie would take offense to being called that.)
this? yeah, this was fine.)
🐕
Huh.
( not a question. more like she's taking one look at him and it just.. makes sense. she's not built quite the same way as him, and neither was her old mentor, but she knows a fighter when she sees one.
how very apt. alright then. he can have his face back as she meanders on off to go look for something amongst the piles of things she's been left with to use. it will be a minute since she's also cleaning them, who knows how many people have gone through these and how they were handled. )
I'm leaving the scar then, I guess. I could try adding more if you want?
( not literally, but she sure didn't explain that! )
🐕🐕🐕🐕
(not more than him being scarred, right? he's got some others. right along his torso, bullets don't make for a wonderful time. especially not whenever they killed him, the rest weren't from him being shot at, though. some comes from his job, others perhaps even sephiroth. he's already stuck sitting there in only a pair of shorts and tank top in the meantime.
wait, hold on a second. what did she mean, add another!? she didn't mean she was going to cut up his face, right? because the last time that he got facial scars, oh buddy, that didn't feel good a single bit. it felt more like someone took a knife and stabbed him with it repeatedly in his cheek when he got the pair there. made eating a bit rough, but what can you do? he sure doesn't know. he can't even complain much.)
Literally? I think I'm good! The two I got hurt enough.
(zack....why would you assume that she meant literally.)
I'm not sure if more might suit me, though, huh....
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lord of the wings
Sure. I've got some.
[ Doesn't help his barbaric image that he's carrying everything he's been given around the sets in a loose sack over his shoulder, but they don't exactly make backpacks or the like in his current size. He fishes around in it for a water bottle and hands it over. He's got plenty; hydration is important... especially on this kind of set.
Her issue is pretty obvious; he's used to an environment with all kinds of different species who need their own little carefully-crafted areas to be comfortable. ]
You're just stuck here between shoots?
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she really should perhaps question the situation more, given the appearances of the newcomer to her cove, but right now she's assuming that it's all part of the set and scene one way or the other. she hasn't sensed a lick of bloodlust, nor has he simply gone for her throat while she's without her weapon of choice, so it's probably fine? she did see quite the colorful array of set characters earlier.. )
I can get to the beach if that's what you're asking. ( why is she bragging about this? who knows. but she sure is. ) The tail seems like a pain to undo and redo for a recess, so I've just been seeing what I can find underwater while we're on break.
( which brings her to this point: )
What are you doing with all of that anyway?
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This? Ever since I transformed people keep trying to rope me into extra scenes so I'm trying to look like a stage assistant instead of an actor. So keep asking me for things. Really.
Found anything interesting?
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dressing room!!
[Nei's question takes him a bit off guard, and his initial response is to raise a brow, his glasses sliding to the tip of his nose as he peers at her with open curiosity]
[. . .]
[then he holds up the food bags]
Real life food delivery boy.
[o. oh]
The other makeup artists got hungry.
[ah. he once again got strong-armed into being a production assistant]
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.. Oh.
( oops. being overeager to get something done will do that sometimes, and that's just how you accidentally wind up with the real life food delivery boy held captive in your chair.
'she all but strongarmed him into it'. accidentally. allegedly, even. )
I didn't know they were getting anything, so I just assumed those were your props or something.
( it's not the most unusual thing she's seen today! )
Do you always just let yourself get pulled along for stuff?
( asks the girl who shoved him in a chair?? )
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writes down another note in akiras list of traits: cheeky
oh ten thousand percent. IT'S A CONDITION
it's ok it's good for her
i hope one day she kicks his butt for it
dw its on the list
excellent
🧍♂️
now, exorcisms are by and large something completely foreign to sein, who is in fact an actual priest, but apparently not in any of the ways that seem to count for this particular genre. though demons are very real threats in his world and line of work, they are often their own entities to deal with. possession is both a concept wildly intriguing and incredibly worrying, but he's trying his best not to think too hard on the real-world implications of it all.
it helps that the possessed girl in question is so incredibly distracting.
and he means that in a purely platonic sort of way — though let it be known that walking into the girlish bedroom, perfectly adorned in pinks and fairy lights and an obscene amount of plushies, to find the young woman in question bound to her bed by cushion-lined shackles that force her limbs spread wide to complement how the sheer babydoll nightie she wears already exposes her draws sein's attention in ways he will probably have to re-examine later...
but it seems someone in the props department had forgotten to gag her, too.
sein lifts a hand from the bible he'd been outfitted with, palm out towards her. is he trying to bless her or shut her up?? ]
What does any of that have to do with the demon inside you?
bats my lashes at u. thanks for the food. dw abt length.. setup things. yk how it is
all that to say, she most certainly shot the writer and director a sharp look when she realizes exactly what role it was she was meant to fill. she'd be a natural, they'd said, and they're lucky to be civilians in more ways than one.
the hand lifted has her narrowing her gaze, stopped halfway with another question that has her testing the binds on her wrists with another forceful tug. the lining on the underside is a small mercy - she would've dug the metal raw into her skin just then.
it doesn't help that she's the sort of girl that gets angry when embarrassed, and the sheer of this excuse of a babydoll isn't helping matters in the slightest. even for a girl that loves attention, this is a bit different!? especially when she can't do much about it except stay laid out on the plush of her bed like a spread at dinner.
the snarl she takes to is genuine - although the fluster and pink cuts down most if its edges - annoyed at having been interrupted. running her mouth is one of her many talents and she's glad that the production team can at least let her keep agency over it. possibly because they're afraid she might just crucify them after filming if they did, but that's irrelevant. )
Has anyone ever told you it's rude to cut someone off like that? ( not that she offered him much space to speak up since his entry, ) Maybe you should be the one tied down instead.
( you know, so she can drill manners into him herself? )
Why don't you come here and undo these things, huh? Maybe then you'll see my point when you take my place!
( since he won't listen to her complain and all!! )
🍽️🍽️🍽️ ready to feast
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He hears someone else in the dressing room, making Troy look over to her and sees a young woman in a robe. He takes note of her appearance and demeanor before his mind decides to register her words. He chuckles. ]
Yeah, that's how they like to do things in this place.
[ He says with a friendly nod, warm enough towards his costar. ]
Just think of it as a guideline, and adlib whatever you want throughout the rest of the scene. The directors seem fine with that method so far.
[ God he already sounds like a teacher. ]
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the arrival and answer has her flick her gaze up at the mirror to use the reflection instead of turning over to look. she doesn't want to ruin the hard work done on her hair either, you see. she truly did miss her calling as a diva.
exacerbated by the fact that she's not all that used to having a second there with her whenever she takes on a job.. but hunts for beasts are hardly the same as acting, so she's figuring it out. )
That's kind of lazy on their end, isn't it?
( did she just ask that while on set? yeah. )
Seems to me more like they put more effort into the backdrop more than what'll actually be captured on camera.
( ....... )
.... Then again, I don't know if I'd rather that than be handed some cheesy script.
( which is an extremely horrifying thought, now that she thinks about it?? )
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It's just he's never done... well, any of these things! Dress up in a skimpy costume, act out in a movie, or having makeup applied to his face. The last bit is getting the mutant to squint and tense just a little under her grasp, mostly out of instinct than anything else. He knows she's just trying, but it's kind of weird! Besides, wouldn't it be wasted on him? Like he can't appreciate it all that much and he has to always wear his glasses!]
Um, I'm supposed to be a 'superhero.' [Which feels kind of ironic?? Although, can a mutant vigilante group be called that? Especially since they haven't really done any missions so far...]
Do superheroes need to wear makeup? Feels like it'd get in the way or get messed up in a fight. [...] And uh, they wanted me to wear spandex.
[Something really tight they said. Cling to his body.]
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speaking of. he keeps squirming, but unfortunately she's stubborn and wont let go just like that because she has a job to do here. if anything, she just shifts her grip to grab his jaw for a second to make him look at her because this part's very important and worth taking note of. )
Fighters can wear makeup just fine if you play your cards right. ( this is very much a 'get good' type moment, sorry....... ) Besides, if you seal it right? You'd be surprised how much you can put it through, so do not underestimate me.
( it was, in fact, not all that important. but at least she's let go of him! and off she goes back to the collection of things she was given to work with to pick through them for something suitable. )
How do you think it'd get in the way?
( just in case she needs to adjust things? for some reason? )
Also, are the lights in here too bright for you or something? I can turn it down if you want.
( <- girl who does Not Know. )
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2 + a lil bit of 3 idk just work with me
he's supposedly part of the (checks notes) pirate crew that ambushes the adventuring party when they travel through the cove, scavenging belongings once they've succumbed to the sirens' wiles. as the party has yet to get there yet, he'd snuck off somewhere away from most of the production to take a nap. it just so happens to be behind the rock formation she's perched on.
he does have a canteen attached to his belt that's part of his costume. is she able to reach it, though, is the question. ]
hehheheh yaaaaaay i love how we went from slowburn ish to smut in two universes. i love this so much
......
well, no one can say she didn't at least try to spare the guy behind her from being woken up from his beauty sleep. she's known that there was someone else there with her, but figured that if he's tired enough to pass out somewhere that doesn't look all that comfortable, he could probably take a minute during break.
but also? he didn't even bat an eye when she got here a little bit ago, he also didn't stir when she called out just now, so maybe it's about that time she makes sure this guy isn't dead or something.
it's not too hard to scoot a bit more off the edge so she can lean over his side, keeping balance with her hand on the rocks as she reaches down to poke the top of his head with the other. )
You okay down there? You didn't pass out from a heatstroke did you?
( look, she's many things, but worry over another's well being is something she can still experience!! that comes first! )
grips them... down bad for each other in every universe
she doesn't know he eats her up like thanksgiving dinner every chance he gets in another universe...
thanks for the meal
im js i think it's her turn. being a mermaid is basically a great setup for giving head
you're correct
😇✨🩷 yaaaaaayyyyyy
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14 comments to get to a kiss they're doing so much better this time
proud of them
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3 cause i wanna see if we can stay gen
He has his own script balanced on his knee, chewing on the flesh of an apple in his hand before his attention slowly turns to the young girl. Her question is met with a quirked brow, tilting his head just slightly. ] You new here? [ A genuine question. ] They don’t really care about the plot. It’s all about the end result, y’know? Just excited for people to start fuckin’.
[ His tone is airy and light, a complete contrast his crassness. ]
But it’d be a little more fun if they gave us more backstory! Some lore of the characters we’re playing. Look at this. [ With his free hand he brings his script closer to her, his thumb tapping at a line. ] ”You become so horny and begin ravishing the princess.” And the line before that was about being poisoned.
listen. we could do it. maybe this is where the 50 comments of blueballing happens
but she does have to acknowledge him at some point considering how it'd be impossible to shoot the thing without doing so. she even had the plan to be amicable enough as to not have to deal with a costar that'd make things difficult and drag this whole thing on even longer.
.. then when he opens his mouth she wonders if she might assist him with closing it instead. )
- why did you end it with the setup?! ( yeah. that's the issue here. sure. ) And don't be so crass about it!
( at least she refrains from throwing something at him before even learning his name.... her expression doesn't really get much better when she glances down at what he's pointing at. )
Besides, why can't I be the -
( adventurer? hm. actually, maybe not. nevermind. it's probably wise on the production side not to arm her with even a prop weapon anyway. she's steering this one in a different direction. )
You don't strike me as someone who cares about lore.
( rude. )
four months of tension
tension.... seeing him kept at bay one way or the other WOULD be pretty funny.
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obikawa introducing a third f in the whole fight or flight thing, and its not freeze its fuck