【 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. 】
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Such is the auspicious start that brings him back to the Golden Peacock, or perhaps just back to consciousness? The fact that he doesn't know is exactly why that's his opening line. Waking up in the trailer is, itself, a readjustment (a body! no Arthur!) and then there's the fact that it's utterly unfamiliar to him in every way (though that is, in its own way, familiar enough).
He'll get up and look around to see if there's anyone else in there with him (hello?) and then he's looking down to see what he's wearing, which as it turns out is a great golden velvet robe that is settled loosely around him, leaving him by-and-large (emphasis on the last) naked and splayed out on the bed.
Whoever he talks to next is going to hopefully let him know it hasn't been that long (a month? What is he: Arthur now?) and he's starting to get a feel for things (physical existence, air, smells, bodily functions) when he gets introduced to one of the owl-headed beings that are acting as security.
To say that he runs back into the trailer and locks the door on them is an understatement. Owls are, at the moment, not a welcome creature to him. Though once he's coaxed out, other patrons might find him more than willing to do just about anything for the hummingbirds if they'll keep him away from the owls...
Actor Resume
John Golden
Height: 6'9'' Weight: 250 lbs Age: ∞ Eye color: gold Hair color: black and gold
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• period drama romantic lead • seduction demon • villainous lord
KINKS & FETISHES
• tentacles • dirty talk • manhandling
SPECIAL SKILLS
• shapeshifting • sensory control • singing
[ John is, frankly, just fine with everything written in his bio here. Though he'll probably need to be told what a 'period drama romantic lead' is. ] Costume Department
When a new and nudity-inducing situation emerges regarding his costume, one might be surprised how quickly John is more than happy to ask anyone for assistance without much concern. He will be surprised, however, by how into it he gets with some of the costumes. Playing the tempting demon? Or the villainous lord? His voice is perfectly suited for those, and he, uh, might have a little experience at being both the voice in one's head urging them towards terrible deeds and an evil leader bending his power towards corruption and destruction.
...no reason, obviously. Just. You know. Acting. Not like he doesn't know how acting goes.
Grab a Gig
As for the sets, well... it'll be a hard time getting John to not be on set pretty much at all times. He doesn't sleep, after all, so you're likely to find him on any set you care to name either watching or happily participating. While there are, obviously, all manner of strange tricks and resort-flavored assistance that might affect him here or there (the therapango will have him talking a lot and the gemstone egg might surprise folks by how readily he jumps at the idea), the very act of acting, of playing out scenes with people, seems to do a real number on him for getting him hot and bothered. Or maybe it's seeing others acting: who can say?
Either way, it's easy enough to pull him into being a 'demon lover' and an 'incubus' to seduce a slutty priest (though he might have called the priest 'Oscar' when that wasn't his name in the screenplay but does anyone care? Who knows?) Perhaps someone gets inspired and decides to do a very specific kind of hentai that caters to his optional anatomy?
And if anyone is in the right headspace for it, he might try and see if there's a set and some cameras for a story of his own to play out. Well, as long as he can find at least one mask...
Wildcard
[ If you think of it, I'm up for it! Ping me at yarnzipan. Also happy to continue anything from my brief (accidentally ended) stint from the other month. ]
This is not G'raha's first time on this particular set, but it's the first time he's had a chance to actually stand there in the Fairy's Forest in quiet awe. It's rather like a mix of Lydha Lran and the Rak'tika Greatwood, at least what he saw of them on his travels before helping to found the Crystarium. Still looking as he did during that time, complete with crystals crawling up the sides of his neck and onto his face and a crystal arm, he stands almost too close to a swath of almost prismatic flowers. They look rather like Elpis flowers, but he knows from prior experience on this sprawling production that the pollen has certain side effects.
He knows that the script says he isn't here for the dragon, this time around, but waiting for the arrival of a villainous lord in such a beautiful place does seem... well, not entirely odd, given his experiences on the First. So long as he's not shot whilst in the midst of making a grand sacrifice, though, he'll be just fine.
He drifts toward a stretch of brilliant blue blooms rather than the snuggleblossoms, and crouches down to delicately pick one, and he pushes back his heavy hood to let his ears spring free-- and to tuck the flower into his hair, tipped with pale blue as it is. It is difficult, still, for him not to feel the weight of his time as the Exarch when garbed as such; as such, he grunts with a touch of strain as he stands up straight once more.
Only to whirl around at the rustle of movement on the far side of the clearing a beat later. Has his co-star finally arrived? "I thought that I might encounter you here," G'raha says, even before a tall form can step out of the shadow of great boughs.
The answer that G'raha gives throws him off a little. After all, it's not as if he's been hiding the fact that he's enjoying every single bit of this particular strangeness that the resort is asking of them. And he remembers G'raha from his time here before, remembers him fondly, actually. He'd been... sweet. A little overwhelmed, and it made something in his chest feel heavy and satisfied when they'd finished. He'd enjoyed his time with everyone, of course, but he'd just liked G'raha.
That's why he almost breaks character for a moment. At least until he remembers what he's doing, after all. There's a part he's here to play. There's a role that's his. He rolls that into what he wants to do as he approaches, and there is some unnameable gravitas to his steps, to the way the air feels around him while he leans into the role.
...its what makes him reach up, do something the King would never do, make sure he doesn't go too far as he touches the flower behind G'raha's ear.
"How could I resist? Especially given the... scenery."
G'raha's eyes widen slightly at the sight that John makes in this role-- of course he remembers the other, their time together the only true positive note for him in that damned 'Dome. They hadn't encountered one another again after that, though, and he'd thought it likely that the resort had decided for some reason or another decided that John wasn't to be a guest at that time. But now he's here, and while his cheeks go the faintest bit pink from just what their prior encounter had been, his gaze softens.
At least until John closes the distance between them, and G'raha remembers what he's supposed to be doing.
His ear twitches away as the touch nears, more sensitive by multitudes than when they last met, and he takes a slow breath to steady himself. "Of course. The scenery." It's as close to deadpan as he can manage while trying to remember his next line, while grappling with his relief that John is here.
"There is nothing that would dissuade you from your choice?" He's grateful that his lines are... mostly vague.
"Hmmm," and the sound is deeper, more of a rumble than a normal voice might allow. He tilts his head, and no matter how much he leans into the roll, there's still something warm and fond in his eyes.
Thankfully, he remembers his line as his finger slides down G'raha's cheek before settling just below it, gently tipping it up.
G'raha fights back the shiver at the rumble of John's voice enough that it's not visible, but the other man can certainly feel it through the finger on the Miqo'te's cheek. His breath hitches when his chin is tilted up, and despite himself and the role he should be playing, he can't help the small smirk that curls at one corner of his mouth.
He likes the line he has to give next, if only because it seems like it's at least nothing like what the King would say.
"You've already said you would never give me your soul," he says thoughtfully, "but I do wonder if you would give me your body." A pause as he looks G'raha up and down. "At least for a time."
The touch turns sensual, runs up and along the jawline before he adds-
"A stay of execution. For as long as you satisfy me."
The shudder of raw desire that courses through G'raha during that pause is visible from yalms away, ears trembling from it-- were his tail not trapped under his robes, it would have done the same.
He tilts his head back further, trying to coax the touch to continue while slitted pupils widen, his gaze still locked on John's face.
"You have ever been a man of your word. We have a deal."
There's a flicker of those golden eyes as if he was expecting to see the tail pop, but they soon enough return to G'raha's with a slowly widening smile. His hand presses G'raha's chin a little further up if he's allowed, and then he'll lean down to start pressing a line of kisses to his neck, to the column there. Though he will pause as he tips his own head up to speak into G'raha's ear in a heated whisper.
"Have you considered it? How you might... satisfy me?"
In this garb, playing this role, it's easier than usual for G'raha to let himself be somewhat... manhandled, having gone hundreds of years without any affection outside of that shared with someone he thinks of as a daughter. He gasps quietly when his chin is pressed up more, the sensation of John's mouth against the 'crystal' that forms most of it only suffusing more heat through his veins.
Both of his ears tremble from that whisper, eyes fluttering closed so that he can swallow past the whine that threatens to escape.
"I am afraid that I am... woefully inexperienced in this regard, however I..." He bites lightly at his lower lip, setting one hand on John's torso to help keep himself steady with his tail still trapped. "...I shall rise to any challenge you put in front of me."
John Doe | Malevolent
Actor Resume
Height: 6'9''
Weight: 250 lbs
Age: ∞
Eye color: gold
Hair color: black and gold
• period drama romantic lead
• seduction demon
• villainous lord
• tentacles
• dirty talk
• manhandling
• shapeshifting
• sensory control
• singing
[ John is, frankly, just fine with everything written in his bio here. Though he'll probably need to be told what a 'period drama romantic lead' is. ]
Costume Department
Grab a Gig
Wildcard
lord of the wings spin-off/sequel, of course!
He knows that the script says he isn't here for the dragon, this time around, but waiting for the arrival of a villainous lord in such a beautiful place does seem... well, not entirely odd, given his experiences on the First. So long as he's not shot whilst in the midst of making a grand sacrifice, though, he'll be just fine.
He drifts toward a stretch of brilliant blue blooms rather than the snuggleblossoms, and crouches down to delicately pick one, and he pushes back his heavy hood to let his ears spring free-- and to tuck the flower into his hair, tipped with pale blue as it is. It is difficult, still, for him not to feel the weight of his time as the Exarch when garbed as such; as such, he grunts with a touch of strain as he stands up straight once more.
Only to whirl around at the rustle of movement on the far side of the clearing a beat later. Has his co-star finally arrived? "I thought that I might encounter you here," G'raha says, even before a tall form can step out of the shadow of great boughs.
Re: lord of the wings spin-off/sequel, of course!
That's why he almost breaks character for a moment. At least until he remembers what he's doing, after all. There's a part he's here to play. There's a role that's his. He rolls that into what he wants to do as he approaches, and there is some unnameable gravitas to his steps, to the way the air feels around him while he leans into the role.
...its what makes him reach up, do something the King would never do, make sure he doesn't go too far as he touches the flower behind G'raha's ear.
"How could I resist? Especially given the... scenery."
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At least until John closes the distance between them, and G'raha remembers what he's supposed to be doing.
His ear twitches away as the touch nears, more sensitive by multitudes than when they last met, and he takes a slow breath to steady himself. "Of course. The scenery." It's as close to deadpan as he can manage while trying to remember his next line, while grappling with his relief that John is here.
"There is nothing that would dissuade you from your choice?" He's grateful that his lines are... mostly vague.
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Thankfully, he remembers his line as his finger slides down G'raha's cheek before settling just below it, gently tipping it up.
"What were you thinking of trying?"
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"Whatever it takes, ser. Whatever it takes."
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"You've already said you would never give me your soul," he says thoughtfully, "but I do wonder if you would give me your body." A pause as he looks G'raha up and down. "At least for a time."
The touch turns sensual, runs up and along the jawline before he adds-
"A stay of execution. For as long as you satisfy me."
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He tilts his head back further, trying to coax the touch to continue while slitted pupils widen, his gaze still locked on John's face.
"You have ever been a man of your word. We have a deal."
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"Have you considered it? How you might... satisfy me?"
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Both of his ears tremble from that whisper, eyes fluttering closed so that he can swallow past the whine that threatens to escape.
"I am afraid that I am... woefully inexperienced in this regard, however I..." He bites lightly at his lower lip, setting one hand on John's torso to help keep himself steady with his tail still trapped. "...I shall rise to any challenge you put in front of me."