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TDM 01: TAKE 2
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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Unfortunately, due to high demand during the holiday season, we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We deeply apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding during this time.
As a token of our appreciation we have issued 4 CLOTHING VOUCHERS and 4 FOOD VOUCHERS to your account that can be used at many of our locations. Complimentary chips have also been applied to your bank account.
You will be notified as soon as your reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We sincerely hope you enjoy your stay. 】
EVENS
EVENS
Soft. Warm. Cozy.
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
ODDS
ODDS
A bird cries in the distance. Water beads trickle down chilled flesh. Itch itch itch—something pokes your bare ass.
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
“Yes, brilliant idea, it’s a naked party! Whoohoo! Come on everyone. Take your clothes off. All of them! Naked party, naked party, naked party!”
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Characters will wake up in either a rank 2 room or in the Vale. We ask that you pick one arrival for your character for consistency sake. If you can't choose we suggest using an RNG and letting it pick evens or odds.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
MAIN LOBBY
MAIN LOBBY
The Peacock is buzzing with excitement! The massive main lobby is especially spectacular with golden streamers, dazzling lanterns, glittering ornaments, and cheerful music. There doesn’t seem to be one particular holiday being celebrated with the general theme being winter and holiday. An amalgamate like this resort simply couldn’t select one thing and had to go for everything (more is always better). The hallways and aisles are packed with streams of guests in ostentatious outfits. One can’t swing a cat without hitting someone*.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
"Have you all heard about the Peacock’s annual wish tradition? No? I’m an old-timer around here, let me tell you … see those little jars hanging amongst the lights? You’re supposed to write down your heart’s desire on a piece of paper and stick it into the jar. Then, take a match and light it on fire. They say if you do that you’ll get your desire within the next 12 months. Me? I’m wishing for an older babe, a high rank babe, to become my sugar momma… what, doing it together with someone? Sure. They say that if you do it with someone you’ll have a fated connection forevermore. So don’t do it with someone you don’t like, hah!"
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
RED CARDINAL
RED CARDINAL
Those looking to escape from the crowds will find respite in Red Cardinal. Despite being busier than usual, this particular bar remains serene with guests calmly enjoying food and drink. The decorations are minimal with a few red hanging paper lanterns. The proprietress, a handsome woman in her forties, works the bar while watching all guests with an eagle eye. Guests can be loud and out of control in the hallways; they aren’t going to behave that way in her bar.
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players can submit five threads where their character collects a gold ring with their application to receive a bonus upon acceptance. Players should include these links beneath their sample with a note that they are for the 5 Gold Ring game.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
LOVE DOVE
LOVE DOVE
Love Dove, the resort's largest department store, is running a massive end of the year sale. All items are between 50% - 70% off, which is a massive bargain for those that are tight on chips!
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
LOVE DOVE (AT NIGHT)
LOVE DOVE ... AT NIGHT
For all the joy that comes with celebrating the holidays, the jubilant atmosphere can evoke loneliness in one's heart. There are many different kinds of loneliness. The melencholy of missing someone that's died. Sorrow from being parted from your family. The ache of watching the one you love celebrating with someone else. The mourning of being left behind by a friend. These feelings are fleeting in the resort—luxury and hedonism are great distractions—but where do they go after that?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ How mask abilities manifest in the wearer is totally up to you. For example, the way a Heart mask wearer senses emotions can vary from character to character. There is no one right way to apply the prompt.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
CASINO FLOOR
CASINO FLOOR
The Phoenix Casino has been transformed into a winter wonderland. Trademark royal blue has been replaced by shades of gold and white with pops of bright red lanterns. Guests in elaborate masks and costumes mesh together and then part, reveling in pretending to be someone else for a little while.
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
GAME ROOMS
GAME ROOMS
The resort has arranged for four special events during the masquerade. These events take place in private rooms away from the bustle of the main party. There is no advertising about what is in each room and many guests are swept into the momentum. Highly trained staff tending to the door will be quick in prepping wildcards who wander in, giving them little time to realize what exactly they’ve stumbled into before it begins.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
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Raphael | Baldur's Gate 3
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He made sure to wash without the stuff. Okay, maybe a little bit out of curiosity, but not that much. He's pretty sure his smell is going to be covered up by everyone else's pheromones. Actually, maybe he should shower again to be sure--
Ah, someone's here. He notices Raphael's awkward attempt to shoo him off. Hm...] The shampoo get you, huh?
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[ The scent is overwhelming from his little corner of the open showers. It's sweet, spicy, and... well, the sulphur is unmistakable, but for some reason (the reason being saltmarsh sparrow) it isn't as unpleasant as one would think it is. The man's nostrils flared, all the same, and it's obvious that he'd been in here long enough — and was self-absorbed enough — that he was not paying attention to the effects on others.
He straightened, though he kept his back turned to the other. Over his shoulder, his eyebrows drew in confusion. ]
The shampoo.
[ He is not...quite so great a fool that this hint passes him by. His jaw tightened, clenched. ]
I see. Yes, I suppose you could say that it did. [ It's almost... funny. It's the sort of trick he should have seen coming, but the scampering staff and need to please had lulled him into a false sense of security. He clearly didn't expect such underhanded tactics from
mortalstheir hosts. ]I would almost call it devious! [ His tone slips into somewhere between amusement, and begrudging respect. ]
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Raphael had not, in fact, decided to read the shirt — though his lips quirk, as if he's trying not top laugh, when Durge reads it out loud. After all, he had a reputation to maintain, and that would be rather done in if he laughed like a child at the words on the shirt. Though his eyebrow quirked, enough of a show of amusement for a devil, at the very least. The amusement dims, as it is, as he starts to dump the contents of the basket on the bed.
Some of these things he has no clue what they are — though given the fantasy setting they're from, that's not really surprising — but the lubricants with flavor catch his eye, and he tipped his head before his nose scrunched up in annoyance. ]
Perhaps this was intended for you alone, hm? Or with a different bedmate.
[ Yeah, that's not a prodding question, at all. Though he phrases it like a statement, rather than a question. It's an idle thing, because he continues, thinking about how this could have happened. The chosen of Bhaal and a devil is quite the bold choice, when it comes to kidnapping, doubly so if this were supposed to be some sort of... arrangement. ]
Who did this is as important as they why, don't you agree?
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If that were the case, then you wouldn't be here, would you.
[But he is. The shirts are for you too, Raphael. He idly flicks the 'lack in dick game' t-shirt toward him for no reason in particular don't think about it.]
Of course. But the 'who' has managed to ensnare the child of Bhaal and a cambion, and has technology we've never seen before- [He gestures toward the ceiling light, then the watch, and he notices while his arm is extended that there's another message on it. 'Game 52', the title reads.] Well, I was going to say it might be easier to start looking for the 'why', but I think they've already sent us an introduction to our roles here.
[He squints at his wrist and taps the screen, trying to get it to play the message.] Play. [...Okay, that didn't work.]
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Raphael does not like feeling in over his head. He prefers to control the room, the space, it is why he holds a home crafted to his very specific wants, and why everything in it bows to his will. Like most devils, he is a creature that lives to control each and every aspect of his life, his contracts, his warlocks, and his space. Being subjected to this, the unknown... it leaves him... cautious. Perhaps nervous, but that was never a word Raphael would admit to. ]
That clearly did nothing. [ He pointed out, his finger gesturing toward the device, before he looked down at his, and narrowed his eyes. His fingers poked at it again, but it was clumsy. He's lucky that the watch is apparently fiend-proof, for the screen mostly scrolled when he touched it. After a moment, staring at the thing, he grunted in frustration. ]
Who would bother with such a tiny thing? Haven't they heard of a good scroll of parchment?
[ ok boomer. ] It appears — [ He groused, as his eyes finally started skimming through the tiny, tiny text. Not even a flourish! What were these people, uncultured? ] — that they want us to play a game.
[ Perhaps, were this Haarlep, or even someone he didn't know, he would describe this further. As this was someone he wanted to maintain some measure of power over... he did not end that sentence. ]
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Durge's response is as dry as the parchment they currently lack:] Very informative.
[This really is abysmally small text. Almost as abysmal as Raphael's explanation. He's determined not to ask him to elaborate, because fuck you very much, so he continues prodding and fiddling with his device in an effort to get it to play.]
They should have included instructions in that gift bask-!
[He inhales sharply as his device explodes into a screen. Oh, no, wait; it's still the same size. There's just a projection of it on the wall now, which Durge attempts to read before his fingers brush his device and it disappears. He sits there quietly for a moment, staring into the distance with the air of a storm about to strike, before seizing a bottle of lubricant and slamming it at the wall hard enough to dent the plaster and break the top off the can. It proceeds to spill all over the floor.
That is much more satisfying when it's someone's head. Or Sceleritas.
Once he's filled the room with the scent of salted caramel, Durge brushes down his robe and clears his throat.]
Suits and sex. [He was able to glean that much, at least.] Not quite the battle royal I was hoping for.
[Of course he was hoping for that. It's familiar territory, which he's severely lacking at the moment.]
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No.
[ It sounds like a disagreement, but it is very much an agreement with the sentiment. Were this to be some sort of battle, Raphael would excel. He is a devil, and his considerable power and prominence were useful in arenas. That is where the destitute languished without a helping hand, and where hope was scant, without someone to offer it.
No, between himself and the Dark Urge... there would have been two rather considerable threats. With them in a temporary truce...
Well. Good thing Raphael is a Fiend! He smiled sharply, and looked at the Dark Urge with a look that said that he pitied him. ]
Well! I do hope you have fun.
[ He snapped the fingers of one hand. He started to dissolve into flames, as if he were to teleport out of this infernal plane, but — ]
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The mottling of magma and fire appeared, and then. Nothing. Raphael did not vanish from sight, he did not open his eyes once more at his home. There were no screams of the damned, no feast of faux plenty, or souls waiting to serve him. There were no paintings to show adulation, or the smell of Avernus to greet him. No, instead it was that sickly sweet salted caramel and cheap detergent. ]
What —
[ See, now he's mad, too. Unfortunately, he has nothing on hand to toss, nothing to crush between his fingers.
No, he's left with his fists at his side, full of impotent rage. ]
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So close to Raphael, with a hand on his shoulder, it's more obvious that yes, there's something different about the man. Like being around a presence that is just not quite one that fits with the fame he wears, like there's something larger within the space that he occupies, though he only smiled, and neatly pulled out from his clasp, though it's a natural motion, as if he's moving to extricate them from the tables. His lips curl into a slight smile, and he tipped his head. ]
Now, you speak a language I know!
[ He says with a laugh. He does not, actually, get much from the drinks, though the Ruby Tongue that he polishes off with a flare does have an effect on him, forcing him to speak only the truth. Though. That's not really all that difficult to draw from someone like him, is it? The truth of phrase, versus the truth of intent are two very different things. ]
Perhaps what you truly need is strategy, to confront this Lady Luck once again, hm? Perhaps better friends, or tools to prepare you?
[ They're walking now, but Raphael speaks in a way that fills the space between the two of them. He projects, almost perfectly so Sampo can hear him. ]
Or, perhaps finding more worthy pursuits than she, is a better tactic, hm?
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( Well now, this guy really is something else. Sampo has fraternised with all sorts of people in his years as a conman and scammer — he'd like to think he's fairly good at reading people — but there's something about this Raphael fellow that he can't quite place. He looks normal, sounds normal, and yet his presence seems somehow ...
Fuller, than Sampo might expect of your common or garden gent. Definitely worth keeping an eye on, if nothing else. )
Tools?
( That gets a grin from Sampo. )
Well now I'm curious — what kinda tools might a guy like you suggest?
( They reach the bar before Raphael can answer, and Sampo slides the cocktail menu over with a pleased little hum before selecting a Diamond Dust for himself. )
... And for my new companion?
( Another Ruby Tongue, or something else? )
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[ Did he even notice the effects? Noooot really. It helps that devils don't tend to lie, after all. He may not say everything he thinks — which is good — but he never had. His smile is congenial, as he slid the menu back across the bar, before his eyes slyly took in the nearby felt-lined table, and he gestured with hand toward it. ]
You asked of tools, yes? Imagine, if you will, that you fancied a hand of cards, hm? There are a limited number of those, and better individuals than I have spent a great deal of time learning the frequency of when such cards appear.
[ Is he. Yeah, he's suggesting card counting. ]
If that sort of rote memorization is not your idea of fun, of course, then perhaps your tools should be social, hm? Distraction? [ He gestured to where one of the patrons at the table flirted with another, all the while goading them into bidding higher. ] Or perhaps manipulation is more to your liking?
[ Then, he gestured upward, as if he were conjuring a card. Nothing came, but... You get the idea. ] Then, of course, there is best tool of them all. Simply ensuring you always have what you need on hand.
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Raphael most certainly doesn't take it as threatening, and the way his head tipped slightly, craned to offer a rather long stretch of that heated skin for him to feel. More than hot is the correct assessment, of course, he is born from the hells, though it is not quite so hot as to edge toward dangerous, though it is close. It is not what a normal man would offer, and the way his eyebrow lifted, as he looked up at the man behind him, Raphael did not mind the press against his back, nor the size of the man.
Because what that press suggested, obviously was something that would put most men to quaking. He did not quake, but instead he nudged backward, eyeing Ganondorf over his shoulder, his lips quirking with something like mischief, and he he bit at his bottom lip for only the briefest of moments. After all, Raphael had rather peculiar proclivities, one of which could be satisfied by this man, he could tell. The other, well.
There was never going to be someone as grand as he, but beggars could not be choosers, and the scent in the air makes him hungry for it, no matter who it was. Were he to examine that, he would likely find fury chasing the lust, and perhaps he would later, but for now... ]
Raphael. You may call me Raphael.
[ He does not initiate more contact than brushing against the suggestion of his cock against his back. He does not reach out to him, but he offered, instead: ]
And what will I call out?
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[ Ganondorf echoes the name, testing the feel of it in his mouth. His deep voice is smooth and confident, the kind of voice that could be described as noble and gallant, the voice of a man raised from birth to be his people's hero and king — a practiced affect that has fooled many people into trusting him. Whether the shift in persona is out of habit or because the enchanted soap is making him feel increasingly interested in this man for more than just his hole... well, does it matter?
He hand threatening to coil around his neck slides downwards all the same, moving seductively over Raphael's hot, wet skin to smooth past his navel and curl around his cock. His other palm lays flat against his stomach, pulling him close, to sandwich his own erection between his back and Ganondorf's body. ]
Let's see. You have a few options. [ Twisting his wrist teasingly, slowly beginning to jerk him off as he talks. ] The name bestowed on me by my mother is Ganondorf Dragmire. My people call me King of the Gerudo... while my enemies call me Mandrag Ganon.
[ Sluggishly, deliberately, Ganondorf pulls down his foreskin to stroke the ridge of his head with the pad of his thumb. ]
I prefer Demon King myself.
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And here I thought luck was the last refuge of the lazy and incompetent.
[For his part Astarion is wearing this little number, with black leather pants and matching thigh high leather boots. The mask he's wearing is a silver half mask with a black diamond lattice covering the right side of his face, the left side of his face was bare save for a black diamond painted around his eye throwing the crimson of his eye in sharp relief.
His schooled expression transformed into something more amiable, his smile was sharp, his eyes less transfixed and more wandering over Raphael lazily, taking him in or looking for an angle.]
Have you come to siphon off of my luck, or lack thereof?
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[ At least, when it came to fortune. Raphael's eyebrows lifted, and though he spared a moment to take stock of Astarion — a familiar face amongst all the strangers — curiosity flickered across his gaze. It was novel, at this point, to meet anyone he knew, and although Raphael was the sort of devil to have his finger in every pie, and know most faces, even he had now been mired in so many coupled with the wealth of oddities that it was almost more fun to to speak with a known quality.
After a moment, he took another sip of that bright red drink — clearly a ruby tongue — though speaking the truth does not necessarily mean a devil is not lying.
Semantics! ]
I came to see what sorts of games you had involved yourself in, only to see that you've already lost one! [ Arms spread wide, descriptive. ] I do hope I have not darkened your own night with a spot of poor luck.
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[Not that he's unwilling to dabble with a cambion, but he knew when to exercise caution with an objective. He'd been leashed to Cazador, leashed to this tadpole, now that he appeared to be far and away from all of that it was Astarion who wanted hold of the leash.
But Raphael's presence wasn't entirely without merit or without it's uses either given how many itches the vampire spawn needed to scratch.]
You could be the fly in the ointment, true, but you could be an opportunity to recover some of my losses as well [now that he knew one or two things about himself he didn't know before] I've a little snag, you see, and I could use your cooperation.
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Cooperation? Freely given?
[ He asked, a soft laugh with it, nearly incredulous, but — ]
Why don't you spin me a tale? I have been known to offer help based on whim before, and here? [ Arm spread wide to the rest of the casino. Raphael was, as always, living for the drama of it all. ] Why, perhaps I'm feeling whimsical, hm?
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Is it weird that he's kind of interested, simply for the novelty?
He's not particularly worried about gambling away all his funds. He's not going to starve to death, and he always has his comfy godtier duds if he doesn't have anything else to wear -- which is what he's in now. He even tried adjusting it to have a mask! The mask wound up looking like the symbol on his shirt, only bedazzled and befeathered, but it's the thought that counts, right?
As it stands, gambling is not really John's forte. He's too passive and he's also not Vriska Serket. He does not have all of the luck. He's not even sure he has any of it.
He's not surprised when anyone approaches him-- he's wearing a bright blue windsock, for goodness' sake-- but he is a little perturbed that someone was watching him lose at a simple game of poker. ]
What do you mean, preparation?
[ John turns and takes in the man's appearance. He... certainly looks like he fits in here. Is he one of the wildcards, or just a regular guest? ]
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There are ways to ensure victory in a place like this.
Say, for instance, that you memorized the cards, and the frequency they will appear in your hand. [ He tosses a single chip into the pile, and is rewarded with his own cards. He leaves them face down, and does not look at them. He does not need the funds, after all, or what they provide. ] Then, of course, there is simply... happening upon the correct card.
[ A flick of his hand, and an ace appeared in it, along with a waft of sulphur. The attendant looked up, started, and hissed at him that he couldn't do that in here. The cards were gone, as were his chips. Forfeit for trying to cheat. ]
Well! Perhaps with a touch more alacrity, hm?
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If I wanted to get caught cheating, I have lots of ways to do that!
[ The attendant is already watching them like a hawk, though, so John steps away from the table to let someone else play. ]
Pretty neat trick, though. Where'd you learn that?
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[ Raphael's dismissive wave of his hand, and the card simply vanished in a waft of smoke, as if burned up with the same sulphurous burst that had created it. His hands moved behind his back, and he followed, more interested in conversation with his fellow new wildcards than he was in actually playing cards. His head tipped upward, as if the question was something that he had to spend time ruminating on, as if he were remembering learning something as simple as that. ]
Why, I suppose I've always known how to do that.
[ He shook his head, uninterested in talking about secrets — though don't get him started, John, he will talk about himself plenty. ]
You don't seem as upset as I would have imagined someone would be at losing. Does this make the fun an idle curiosity, then? Or something else?
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𝄆 STACKING THE DECK
Probably helps that she's about two drinks deep and the night is still young. When Raphael stops by to watch her lose, she senses him before she hears him, but doesn't see him since he's standing on her blind side. It isn't until she sits back, fishing for a cigarette from a box she keeps tucked away in her cleavage, lighting it and taking a puff before she turns to get a look at him. Her mask playfully compliments her usual eyepatch.
She crosses her arms as she sits back, watching as the dealer reshuffles for the next round, taking and balancing her cigarette between two fingers before responding.]
Luck is luck. I don't think mine will change no matter how much I prepare.
(ooc: what up Jill it's Samii!! Himeno doesn't have a canon age but I put her around her mid/late 20s just as a heads up.)
devil hunter meet devil!!!
[ Raphael waves a hand at the dealer, telling them 'no' with a gesture, as they look to him as if he were going to ask to be dealt in. His lips draw into a smile, as she explained her perspective on luck, and he drew his fingers against the wood of the table, dragging it across, before he pulled up his fingers, and inspected them. Was he looking for dust? No, but. It certainly looked like it. ]
Wouldn't it be best to find a way to manipulate circumstances so that you could? I don't believe in luck being immutable.
[ A smile. ] Merely something that we must be more... clever to change, hm? Perhaps driven, instead? As we can see here, the impossible is certainly possible, after all. Why can luck not be one of those that change as well?