【 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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(a lingering kiss, the sound of the director speaking is like white noise in comparison. it didn't matter he said that, for the scene to end and for them to take a break. they seem to have liked it, that cellinia had a change of script and improvised. little did they know, it was because she did want to kiss her. not just for some kind of on screen bullshit that she felt annoyed to think about. who would want to be on the big screen and seen in adult films? she surely wouldn't, not with something like this when cellinia would prefer it to be more of a private affair.
recording was fine, but not genuinely publishing it for the others to see. she doesn't think about it, though. not for now. what she does is think instead about something else. wouldn't it do them both some good to sneak back to her trailer instead? her spade mark seems to be in agreement on that point.
which was odd, even while they're forehead to forehead. it rarely does this with being receptive to something that wasn't vicious mockery and insulting her for what things she does do. it's not a feeling she likes from that, but she won't be saying a word else. not about how odd she's felt ever since the previous month. not even about how she wonders what she could even say to her. too many things, all of it isn't that easy to sort out from how precarious things are in this wonderful (no, it isn't) resort they're within.
so maybe, she thinks that they ought to be a little more defiant.)
You know, they did say that we're on break.
(who said they had to play along entirely?)
Depending on if you want to stay or if you want to go back before they start pushing us along.
[ The on-screen bullshit is just that - bullshit. Red would rather get this over with as fast as she can, honestly. But seeing Cellinia again, getting close - it's nice. Even if it's less than ideal to have it be under the eyes and recording devices of so many other people. She takes a long breath and just sits there, savoring her presence. It's so strange - it hasn't felt that long to her, but there's still an ache of absence, as if she's coming back after a long time.
She doesn't quite know what to do about that. Or even if she should.
Cellinia's words rouse her a little and she laughs. ]
...they did say that, huh?
[ She tilts her head and brushes her nose against Cellinia's. ]
I kinda want to make myself scarce for a bit. And see you again. [ Without all of the camera crew following them around. ]
I was gone, apparently. [ She doesn't say exactly what that means or what she thinks, but she's worried about Cellinia. ]
Want to get out of here for a bit? Think we've got a trailer.
(they did say that. isn't it the best chance for them? wouldn't it be to sneak away and forget that they were supposed to be on camera for what would be something intimate? she could even take her away, by the hand into the elevator and allow the other woman to touch wherever she wished to most. her hands could even slide down those micro shorts she was forced into, perhaps even into that leotard. it's tight on her, thin, though that was the intention of their decision to force cellinia into it. it does the job too well of hugging her curves, the toned muscle of her body.
but she's trying not to think about it, she's failing miserably.
their noses brush, the wolf thinks about it and might know what she means. lappland was gone, she could only guess what happened and what it means. becoming a statue, being frozen somewhere and never found until some poor soul stumbles upon them. she's silent, but the question was what gets her attention. the thoughts shift when the wolf knows with some reluctance they'd have to part. that's fine, isn't it?
because their intentions might be less than innocent, alone, in that trailer with just them and nothing else.)
We can, I think we'll be alone.
(the paparazzi happen to be afraid to mess with her, beyond what they try doing to others. but she doesn't need to mention it, she doubts they're around. they shouldn't be when the wolf shifts to stand and help up red. being alone is better, before her mind starts to wander more. they're already bound to get dragged along to whatever set they wanted them at if they stayed around for too long.
better to hurry, even small privacy somewhere like an elevator was better than being on camera for what could happen. or what might not happen, she felt hurt by her departure perhaps, but she didn't want to think about what it means. not what it could have meant whenever lines were blurred enough ever since that day in march where cellinia found herself fighting the other woman. where they touched one another, where they decided against talking about how things felt so different. the resort is a terrible place for these feelings, but something about it couldn't be helped.)
We'll hurry up and get out of here, the elevator should still have some privacy until we get to our trailer. Should still be working, too.
[ That's all she can think to say at first. And then she has to get to her feet and she's one step behind Cellinia, hurrying before they can be called back, before someone says "one more scene-" because at least for right now she wants to get as much time as she can to actually see her. To talk to her. It doesn't feel like all that long, not to her, but she's got the strange sense of being adrift in time. Like she's closed her eyes and opened them and everything changed.
And it has, in a way. Like she's been in a coma or unconscious in a hospital. She doesn't want to think too hard about what the alternative is, though. Not here. So she breathes deep and just follows, watching the tail and those ears. As they reach the elevator bank, she reaches out to slap the button, glancing over her shoulder as if she's afraid she might see some production assistant coming after them with intent. ]
...sorry I was gone. [ It's a low murmur, as if they might still be overheard. ]
Didn't mean for that to happen. [ The elevator 'dings' and she steps into it without a second thought, hoping to shut them both off from the rest of the world. ]
(alone is better, or what's what she thinks. no cameras, no nothing. they didn't seem to notice the pair leaving, not even that cellinia was calmer than earlier. her tail at ease and ears not conveying anything more than her distress having had faded to nothing. she didn't think too much, not about the stories she heard about people becoming statues and returning. about how they could also come back not the way that they knew them. that it'd be someone else entirely, but with the face of someone that everyone had knew before as their old friend.
or more than that, the elevator seems small. this time. small enough that they have space, but not enough for them to be far apart. she's heard about them changing at random and even has once experienced the ghosts within it over halloween. but it's a mystery on what could happen if those damnable things decide to play with them for something so simple as an escape that she welcomes. she can only hope that they aren't dragged back any time soon for another scene. it already looks like they're safe from someone catching them leaving when her pierced ear flicks at the low murmured apology.
the apology she catches before the doors shut, enclosing them in a bubble away from the world where it's only them for now. until they reach their destination, anyway. what she does is, she glances at the other woman. a thoughtful pause when she presses the button to bring them back to their trailer for better privacy.)
....you didn't expect it, I didn't. (she didn't have anything to apologize for, over something both sides hadn't thought would happen.) The only thing that matters is you're fine, even if we hate this place.
(it only goes to show that the house can be keen on dragging people back when it pleases, no matter how they feel or what they're doing. which causes cellinia to hope that if this happens again, that she never comes across her statue for their sake. she might not be okay after that, who knows. what she does know is....they're alone, but she doesn't push for anything in this elevator out of respect. courtesy, even if their kiss earlier suggested that they both were left wanting.)
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recording was fine, but not genuinely publishing it for the others to see. she doesn't think about it, though. not for now. what she does is think instead about something else. wouldn't it do them both some good to sneak back to her trailer instead? her spade mark seems to be in agreement on that point.
which was odd, even while they're forehead to forehead. it rarely does this with being receptive to something that wasn't vicious mockery and insulting her for what things she does do. it's not a feeling she likes from that, but she won't be saying a word else. not about how odd she's felt ever since the previous month. not even about how she wonders what she could even say to her. too many things, all of it isn't that easy to sort out from how precarious things are in this wonderful (no, it isn't) resort they're within.
so maybe, she thinks that they ought to be a little more defiant.)
You know, they did say that we're on break.
(who said they had to play along entirely?)
Depending on if you want to stay or if you want to go back before they start pushing us along.
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She doesn't quite know what to do about that. Or even if she should.
Cellinia's words rouse her a little and she laughs. ]
...they did say that, huh?
[ She tilts her head and brushes her nose against Cellinia's. ]
I kinda want to make myself scarce for a bit. And see you again. [ Without all of the camera crew following them around. ]
I was gone, apparently. [ She doesn't say exactly what that means or what she thinks, but she's worried about Cellinia. ]
Want to get out of here for a bit? Think we've got a trailer.
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but she's trying not to think about it, she's failing miserably.
their noses brush, the wolf thinks about it and might know what she means. lappland was gone, she could only guess what happened and what it means. becoming a statue, being frozen somewhere and never found until some poor soul stumbles upon them. she's silent, but the question was what gets her attention. the thoughts shift when the wolf knows with some reluctance they'd have to part. that's fine, isn't it?
because their intentions might be less than innocent, alone, in that trailer with just them and nothing else.)
We can, I think we'll be alone.
(the paparazzi happen to be afraid to mess with her, beyond what they try doing to others. but she doesn't need to mention it, she doubts they're around. they shouldn't be when the wolf shifts to stand and help up red. being alone is better, before her mind starts to wander more. they're already bound to get dragged along to whatever set they wanted them at if they stayed around for too long.
better to hurry, even small privacy somewhere like an elevator was better than being on camera for what could happen. or what might not happen, she felt hurt by her departure perhaps, but she didn't want to think about what it means. not what it could have meant whenever lines were blurred enough ever since that day in march where cellinia found herself fighting the other woman. where they touched one another, where they decided against talking about how things felt so different. the resort is a terrible place for these feelings, but something about it couldn't be helped.)
We'll hurry up and get out of here, the elevator should still have some privacy until we get to our trailer. Should still be working, too.
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[ That's all she can think to say at first. And then she has to get to her feet and she's one step behind Cellinia, hurrying before they can be called back, before someone says "one more scene-" because at least for right now she wants to get as much time as she can to actually see her. To talk to her. It doesn't feel like all that long, not to her, but she's got the strange sense of being adrift in time. Like she's closed her eyes and opened them and everything changed.
And it has, in a way. Like she's been in a coma or unconscious in a hospital. She doesn't want to think too hard about what the alternative is, though. Not here. So she breathes deep and just follows, watching the tail and those ears. As they reach the elevator bank, she reaches out to slap the button, glancing over her shoulder as if she's afraid she might see some production assistant coming after them with intent. ]
...sorry I was gone. [ It's a low murmur, as if they might still be overheard. ]
Didn't mean for that to happen. [ The elevator 'dings' and she steps into it without a second thought, hoping to shut them both off from the rest of the world. ]
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or more than that, the elevator seems small. this time. small enough that they have space, but not enough for them to be far apart. she's heard about them changing at random and even has once experienced the ghosts within it over halloween. but it's a mystery on what could happen if those damnable things decide to play with them for something so simple as an escape that she welcomes. she can only hope that they aren't dragged back any time soon for another scene. it already looks like they're safe from someone catching them leaving when her pierced ear flicks at the low murmured apology.
the apology she catches before the doors shut, enclosing them in a bubble away from the world where it's only them for now. until they reach their destination, anyway. what she does is, she glances at the other woman. a thoughtful pause when she presses the button to bring them back to their trailer for better privacy.)
....you didn't expect it, I didn't. (she didn't have anything to apologize for, over something both sides hadn't thought would happen.) The only thing that matters is you're fine, even if we hate this place.
(it only goes to show that the house can be keen on dragging people back when it pleases, no matter how they feel or what they're doing. which causes cellinia to hope that if this happens again, that she never comes across her statue for their sake. she might not be okay after that, who knows. what she does know is....they're alone, but she doesn't push for anything in this elevator out of respect. courtesy, even if their kiss earlier suggested that they both were left wanting.)