【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[ There's an instinctive urge that Gen has to fight to turn his head and look at what's going on behind him. It's meant to be movie magic, so he isn't really supposed to know exactly how they're casting whatever spell it is that Tomura is meant to be summoning up right now. His head still cocks just slightly to the side as he hears the faint sound of a modified paintball gun firing off, because his gaze snaps up into the air where globs of what is definitely paint (but also definitely looks like something else) comes raining down on him.
There's no avoiding this one, even as he starts to move forward, it's landing on the already fairly revealing top he's got on, peeling most of armor off of him. It even manages to splatter a little on the legs to make holes in the covering of his much more modest looking lower half, though at least that stays largely intact, instead of falling off of him in pathetic shreds.
Clicking his tongue in agitation he scrambles to get away from the puddles of "paint" before it starts to eat away at his shoe, before hoisting his weapon off of his shoulder to point it dramatically, and he assumes thematically, at Tomura.
It should be mentioned now, the weapon that looks like a sword when slung over a shoulder looks a lot duller and rounder at the tip when observed like this. Maybe not completely shaped like a phallus, but not not shaped like one either. Definitely not something that is going to cut through anyone, though a good thump on the head could still hurt. ]
That's it. You're a dead man.
[ That was almost certainly not in script that is laced with overt innuendos that can barely qualify as tongue and cheek in the first place.
Hardly seems to matter, because no one on the crew is going to be able to stop Gen as he charges forward towards Tomura now, starting to move to swing the "sword" back like he's winding up for a pitch in baseball. ]
[ Wow, as if it's his fault? Tomura's just following the script—perhaps with quite a bit more delight than Narumi, but he isn't the one who set things up this way. Maybe Narumi should've just dodged better?
However salty he deems Narumi to be, he still receives the attack with relish, though it's likely an unscripted act. The "sword" Narumi swings is conspicuously fake and somewhat phallic, no effort invested to even resemble the real thing; clearly, unlike their last encounter, the fight isn't meant to be the spectacle here. In the background, the crew seem to panic at their lead actor going rogue—and in such a violent way!—but this straightforward charge hardly registers to Tomura as dangerous at all. Anyhow, the throne room in this set castle is long enough that Narumi will have some distance to cover.
But having also not read the script, Tomura doesn't really know what he's supposed to be doing either. If he were wholly invested in the role, he might make a decision that's vaguely in-character and try to steer the porno back on course—that just doesn't describe the reasons for his involvement at all, so he's even clueless on the direction to steer. Oh well—that means he should just do what he wants, right?
He wonders if the prop weapon he'd been given is also more prop than weapon; though by all measures, the bullwhip feels solid as he unclips it from his belt, the leather fitting comfortably in his hand. This is far from his weapon of choice, but he's nothing if not adaptable. It takes him only an instant to hop to his feet, flicking the whip twice: once upwards to unravel it, then down, sending the braided tail cracking through the air in Narumi's direction. It wouldn't kill (the way he would prefer to go about his battles) if it connects, but it would probably sting, and leave a nice, red welt, doubtlessly the intended effect of such a choice of prop.
Really, it's so predictable of the sex hotel that Tomura is almost annoyed—but there is some novelty in it, and he has to admit it's probably a damn good way to piss off his opponent if he can get the hang of it. ]
So much for a heroic image.
[ Also, naturally, unscripted, and at this point, he may as well just be talking to Narumi than the Chosen One he's supposed to represent. The crew behind the scenes are now almost certainly scrambling to come up with new lines for their derailed plans. ]
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There's no avoiding this one, even as he starts to move forward, it's landing on the already fairly revealing top he's got on, peeling most of armor off of him. It even manages to splatter a little on the legs to make holes in the covering of his much more modest looking lower half, though at least that stays largely intact, instead of falling off of him in pathetic shreds.
Clicking his tongue in agitation he scrambles to get away from the puddles of "paint" before it starts to eat away at his shoe, before hoisting his weapon off of his shoulder to point it dramatically, and he assumes thematically, at Tomura.
It should be mentioned now, the weapon that looks like a sword when slung over a shoulder looks a lot duller and rounder at the tip when observed like this. Maybe not completely shaped like a phallus, but not not shaped like one either. Definitely not something that is going to cut through anyone, though a good thump on the head could still hurt. ]
That's it. You're a dead man.
[ That was almost certainly not in script that is laced with overt innuendos that can barely qualify as tongue and cheek in the first place.
Hardly seems to matter, because no one on the crew is going to be able to stop Gen as he charges forward towards Tomura now, starting to move to swing the "sword" back like he's winding up for a pitch in baseball. ]
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However salty he deems Narumi to be, he still receives the attack with relish, though it's likely an unscripted act. The "sword" Narumi swings is conspicuously fake and somewhat phallic, no effort invested to even resemble the real thing; clearly, unlike their last encounter, the fight isn't meant to be the spectacle here. In the background, the crew seem to panic at their lead actor going rogue—and in such a violent way!—but this straightforward charge hardly registers to Tomura as dangerous at all. Anyhow, the throne room in this set castle is long enough that Narumi will have some distance to cover.
But having also not read the script, Tomura doesn't really know what he's supposed to be doing either. If he were wholly invested in the role, he might make a decision that's vaguely in-character and try to steer the porno back on course—that just doesn't describe the reasons for his involvement at all, so he's even clueless on the direction to steer. Oh well—that means he should just do what he wants, right?
He wonders if the prop weapon he'd been given is also more prop than weapon; though by all measures, the bullwhip feels solid as he unclips it from his belt, the leather fitting comfortably in his hand. This is far from his weapon of choice, but he's nothing if not adaptable. It takes him only an instant to hop to his feet, flicking the whip twice: once upwards to unravel it, then down, sending the braided tail cracking through the air in Narumi's direction. It wouldn't kill (the way he would prefer to go about his battles) if it connects, but it would probably sting, and leave a nice, red welt, doubtlessly the intended effect of such a choice of prop.
Really, it's so predictable of the sex hotel that Tomura is almost annoyed—but there is some novelty in it, and he has to admit it's probably a damn good way to piss off his opponent if he can get the hang of it. ]
So much for a heroic image.
[ Also, naturally, unscripted, and at this point, he may as well just be talking to Narumi than the Chosen One he's supposed to represent. The crew behind the scenes are now almost certainly scrambling to come up with new lines for their derailed plans. ]