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TDM 009
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches
Weight: 5 oz
Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!)
Eye color: black
Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick
• emotional guide
• damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking
• mating dances
• hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing
• flying fast
• speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS
• ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
• ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS
• JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
• JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
PREMIERE
YOUR BIG DEBUT
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
▶ 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.
▶ 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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Part of the reason why is that dress she has on. It seems like no one is free from participating in at least one of these films, but he doesn't ask too many questions when it seems like she might need help. The closer he gets the more of the dress he sees, and the more of her chest he has to try not to stare at. He does well enough to start, but then he catches sight of that scar on her chest and looks away. Sephiroth haunts them even here. He's read her files.]
Is everything okay? What's wrong?
[Based on the awkward look on her face, he knows it's nothing terribly serious, but enough that she would be willing to ask him for assistance. Rude doesn't make any move to step inside with her, not without being invited first.]
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Y-yeah, it's fine. Well, mostly. Um— [ she pulls back more of the door, showing a bit more of her costume as she peers down at it. ] Actually, it's this dress. I can't seem to take it off. It's like it's purposely fighting me every time I try. I don't know if it's one of those weird resort tricks again or something else, but ...
[ right. yeah. she should actually ask the question. ]
I was just wondering if— well, would you maybe help me in trying to take it off? [ she gives another quick wave of her hand. ] No pressure if that's a weird ask.
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Oh, I see. I don't mind. These costumes can get tricky. Especially when the zippers are in the back. [He gestures for her to turn around. Rude is sure it can't be that hard, and he can do it without intruding into the changing room--if he could find the damn thing.]
It's not weird. Lots of sisters. [His eyes linger over her scar again, not remembering it looking like that--in fact, he doesn't recall ever seeing it before. It'd always been hidden, he assumes.] Is that.. new? It can't be, though. Isn't it from.. [Rude shakes his head. This isn't the time for that kind of conversation.] You don't have to answer that.
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[ she gives an appreciative smile when he motions for her to turn, her expression still a little shy but relieved for the help and the hope that it doesn't actually have to be as awkward as she worries it to be. her body gives a turn, hand bracing against the frame of the door as she continues peering to him over her shoulder.
when he acknowledges the scar, she turns her head away again, her own eyes avoiding the mark that now covers part of her chest. ]
No, it's okay. I can— I can talk about it. It's just— [ she swallows, eyes shutting as she finds her calm, trying not to feel too much of a weight in the memory. ] Yeah, he did that. But there was a doctor in Midgar, she helped to cover most of it up during my surgery. Skin grafts do wonders, I guess. But ... I don't know, suddenly a few weeks ago, it just showed up again, like it was always there somehow.
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[There's no way this place could have orchestrated the two of them together in the same dressing room. And even if they did, they couldn't have known that the two of them would be on opposite sides of a largely manufactured corporate war and at very little risk of fraternizing under normal circumstances.
Rude stays quiet while she speaks, hanging on every word more than a simple acquaintance might pay.]
I'm sorry that happened to you. No one deserves that, but I'm glad you survived. [Tifa's survival was a miracle considering how many died that day. Hopefully some day either Rude's group or Tifa's will be able to put a blade through that guy's chest in return.]
Before I got here, at the Temple of the Ancients, he stabbed Tseng...[Rude's voice grows quiet, remembering when their leader had come limping back to them, blood dripping down his face and from his wound. He shakes the thought away and focuses instead. The zipper, unfortunately was tucked underneath a couple layers of fabric that had to be unwrapped from her first, which he does quietly.]
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Yeah ... thanks. [ she's not sure how to feel about his apology, considering that despite the way she's been trying to stay at peace with him, there's still plenty that shinra's done — still plenty that he's done too, the losses of the slums not forgotten.
maybe that's the real trap. all this toying with her emotions.
as rude continues to work at her dress, she gets distracted with the rest of his words. ] Tseng? Really? [ he's seemed fine when speaking to him here. ] Wait— Temple of the Ancients? Is that where he is? [ sephiroth? she'd just left gongaga, after all, and they were still looking for a lead. ] I, um— I did hear sometimes people from the same place come from different times. Hasn't actually been so long since we were at odds at the Saucer.
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Not that Tseng or Rufus would even try. They haven't talked about it explicitly, but short of Sephiroth showing up, there's not really any work to be done.]
Interesting. [Rude finishes with undraping the fabric enough to slide the zipper down Tifa's back, trying to be respectful but unable to not notice the curves of her body. He slides his hands over her shoulders to push the fabric clear of her arms, hoping that gravity will do the rest and the cursed clothes won't require much else of him.]
I'm not sure I should say anymore, then. I don't know what ramifications it might have in your timeline. [He almost lets himself smile when he remembers coming to her rescue in the Temple, but they ended up having to fight again, anyway.]
Should I turn around? [Or leave, he thinks. Out of modesty, of course.]
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[ she can almost understand his reasoning about ramifications in knowing too much, and yet it feels almost too exclusionary because he is who he is. because despite the way she has her back to him now, a strange kind of gesture of trust, he's still shinra at the end of the day, isn't he? even if they'd made peace and had their chances to talk almost like normal people instead of predetermined enemies, he'd follow orders in the end, right?
but she can feel the graze of his hands across her shoulder, her breaths quiet and slow as she nearly holds them with the flutter that eases into her belly while he guides the fabric away.
he's gentler than she expects. enough that she practically forgets what she meant to ask about timelines. ]
Oh, um— [ she looks down, the front of her dress still pressed to her chest. running her fingers along the top, it still feels trapped to her skin. it's really encouraging this, isn't it? ] Actually— [ carefully she turns around to look at him, a light pink to her cheeks as she repeats the motion of her hand upon her dress to show him its attachment. ] I think it's stuck here too. Would you— I mean, you don't have to, but— would you ... pull this down too?
[ she's aware of what that means. if his hands tug that part down, her breasts will spill out from behind it, openly to his eyes, nothing else covering her skin from there. a heat races through her body, involuntarily. ]
I'm ... okay with it, if you do.
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You want me to.. [His face heats up as his words trail off, and in spite of the dutiful nod, he feels his ears growing hot and spreading inward to his cheeks as he easily slides his fingers inside the fabric. Touching her like this seems wrong to enjoy under these circumstances. He's even tempted to look away, but he doesn't want to seem impolite either.
Has he been here so long that his professionalism is failing him? Her reassurance is all the encouragement he needs, and he pulls the fabric down, her full breasts taking up about as much space as the dress can manage before finally falling free. He doesn't want to stare but he can't help appreciate them in their entire glory for what feels like hours but might have only been a second or two before he looks at her eyes. A brown so rich they seem red in the sunlight.
Why is his heart beating so fast?]
Almost done. [With the dress. He doesn't know if she's wearing underwear, but that's a hurdle to jump later. Rude tries not to make too much direct contact with her skin out of decency, but the times where he does touch her skin he can't help thinking of how soft it is. He kneels to get the dress down enough that she can simply step out of it.]
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her own attention remains on him, curious to see if she can tell where his gaze lingers from behind his sunglasses, only able to catch how quickly he diverts the direction of his face up to her own practically in an instant. her cheeks redden, now unsure herself where to look.
as he kneels down, there's enough freedom from the dresses's fabric that she does find she can step out of it without too much issue now, lifting one foot and then another until she's completely free of it. there she stands, nearly naked, safe for the nude-colored underwear she'd worn for the costume, just a thin pair of panties tight at her hips. ]
Thanks. I really do appreciate you helping out. [ her arms begin to move instinctively, as if maybe she should at least try some decency in covering herself, but instead, she just brings her hands together, the motion unintentionally squeezing her breasts even tighter together.
her voice is stuck in her throat for a moment before she manages to add on, bashfully, with a gentle bite of her lip. ] You … you could look — if you wanted to.
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If I look, then I’ll want to touch. [The second the words come out of his mouth he regrets them. There are so many ways he’s thought of scenarios where he could do so freely without the complications of which “side” they fight for. But there’s no fighting here. Just two people who may be attracted to each other, one just more pent up from harboring those thoughts for so long.
Rude starts to apologize, but stops himself. She’s gorgeous and inviting him to look, there’s no reason to think that she would draw the line there. Besides, if he’s reading the situation wrong, then she’s free to uppercut him into the next dressing room.
His eyes move first, and his hands follow, covering her breasts with his hands, thumbs brushing back and forth over her nipples until they harden into little peaks. Rude watches her face for a reaction, and if the response isn’t negative, he’ll lean down to kiss her.]
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trying to unravel clear answers doesn't exactly matter, because while she had believed his answer to mean that he wouldn't look, she watches as he does exactly that, as he turns towards her and his hands seek out to slide his palms over her breasts.
the only reaction of her body is the hitch in her breath, stillness following as she continues to observe his movements, until thumbs begin to roll upon her nipples and their tender points respond with easy stiffness, arousal instant in their hardened texture beneath his touch. her lips part, breathing heavier as she lifts her eyes to him with silent approval, letting him lean to catch her lips.
she meets his kiss with a soft tilt, returning the gesture first with a tentative touch that soon comes with slow exploration as her mouth parts with the light taste of his lips. fingers rise up to the back of his neck for a slight hold, a minor squeeze encouraging more of the kiss when she realizes her own curious interest.
her other hand slides over one of his, guiding his fingers with a slight nudge to squeeze over the tender flesh of her breast, a moan caught between their mouths as she eases her tongue between their lips in search of a deeper, more intimate kiss. ]
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Every part of Tifa is beautiful--with or without clothes on, but he's honored to get to appreciate the latter. His eyes close into the kiss, only pulling away for just a second to take off his shades, dropping them somewhere on the floor. It didn't matter, he could get another pair if that one got scratched. He savors the tase of her lips, how soft they feel on his, and his tongue parts a path between them to deepen it.
His hands move down her sides, fingers sliding into the sides of her underwear. He doesn't drag them down just yet. Instead his hands move behind her, squeezing her ass gently. It almost feels disrespectful that she's practically naked while he's fully clothed, but if Tifa doesn't mind, then neither does he.]
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his hands dip down into her underwear, something he'll likely have to help her slip out of eventually regardless, but for now, palms cup over her ass and draw out another soft moan between their mouths, the wet heat of her tongue lapping to chase his in turn, heavily slick as she feels that rising hunger in the pit of her stomach and lower still in the ache of her dampening cunt for more.
she moves her own fingers, curving down over his belly to slip low to his crotch, her touch seeking out the outline of his cock and tracing over it slowly. with a gliding massage, she begins to stroke, a light graze to start, simply testing the boundaries, before a kneading from her palm works to seek trying to ease the shape into hardening for her. ]
Is this— is this okay? [ she breathes between their mouths, as if maybe this still hasn't gone too far, as if to test is maybe a line should be drawn despite her increased desire towards ignoring any internal warnings. ]
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So by the time her hand finds his cock, he's already half hard in his pants. The shape of him so obvious trapped beneath suddenly tight fabric, though he's unsure whether or not she can feel the metal bar piercing through the tip of his cock. Rude lets out a low groan, pressing against her hand with interest. He doesn't know whether or not he can get out of his own clothes, or if the same curse on her costume would affect him just out of proximity.]
It's more than okay. Can you get my belt for me? [He whispers against her lips, resting one hand against the wall behind her for support once he reluctantly gives her a little bit of space. His other hand at least attempts to pull his button down out of his slacks, and when it comes out he's reassured that the it's just Tifa who needs help.
Rude unbuttons his shirt expertly, tossing it on the floor just moments later. He waits for her to finish with his belt before seeking out her lips again, this time hoisting her up off the ground so he doesn't have to lean down. One hand at the back of her thigh shifts further than necessary, his fingers slipping in through the side of her panties to feel just how wet she is. Rude inhales shakily, the softest moan against her lips.] Oh.