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TDM 011
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are thrilled to announce that the Golden Peacock will be embracing autumn with a special outing. Current and new guests are invited to join us for a refreshing outdoor experience where participants can unplug, unwind, and connect with nature. During this time, all Watches will be disabled to the most basic functions (texting, calls, checking chip account) in order to encourage guests to disconnect.
Please look forward to two weeks of finding yourself amongst the trees. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a fan-CAMP-stic time. 】
CAMPING
GETTING OFF THE GRID
As the resort moves into what it claims is autumn, the days grow shorter. The projected sun in the Vale sets in the afternoon, after which a faint chill falls. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – a portion of the Vale has transformed into a campground complete with a scenic lake, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with flannel jackets and suspenders. Folksy banjo fills the air without any discernible source.
A section of the campgrounds have been reserved for tents. These tents vary in size, shape, and supplies. All tents, regardless of quality, are supplied with sex toys and lube. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — pretending to live in the wilderness and 'rough it' for a while is thrilling. This is what the peasants feel like all the time!
A section of the campgrounds have been reserved for tents. These tents vary in size, shape, and supplies. All tents, regardless of quality, are supplied with sex toys and lube. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — pretending to live in the wilderness and 'rough it' for a while is thrilling. This is what the peasants feel like all the time!
HOME ON THE RANGE
Welcome to the Peacock Campgrounds! Nicknamed the Stomping Grounds by long-standing guests. Rustic and right off a sparkling lake, guests will find everything they need to live in the wilderness. Staff have expertly set up fire pits, benches, hammocks, and a wooden shed to act as a tool depository. There's even an outhouse, which is a real novelty to many of the long-standing guests. Do they just... squat over that hole and do their business? How wild!
Unlike previous resort-sponsored excursions, guests are expected to manage without the help of staff. That pile of wood won't be replenished once used; guests will have to go chop down trees and split their own. Food won't magically appear in their tents regardless of rank. Camping is all about living off the land. Though staff make themselves scarce to make the experience feel real, they lurk in the shadows, discreetly providing necessary tools and fixing broken equipment so guests won't struggle too much. It isn't fun if it's real hardship, after all!
Unlike previous resort-sponsored excursions, guests are expected to manage without the help of staff. That pile of wood won't be replenished once used; guests will have to go chop down trees and split their own. Food won't magically appear in their tents regardless of rank. Camping is all about living off the land. Though staff make themselves scarce to make the experience feel real, they lurk in the shadows, discreetly providing necessary tools and fixing broken equipment so guests won't struggle too much. It isn't fun if it's real hardship, after all!
ACTIVITIES
TWO WEEKS OF ROUGHING IT
Camping can't be all about survival. Where's the fun in that? Before 'leaving', the staff arrange activities and events for guests to enjoy. A wooden bulletin board outlines times for group hikes, camping experiences, and wilderness delights. Adirondack chairs line the edge of the lake and a few tire swings hang over the water, tied to strong tree branches. For the first week and a half the weather is pleasant and sunny. Perfect for camping.
At night, acoustic guitars and other wooden instruments come out so that guests can make music around the bonfire. Projected stars dapple the night sky, forming various constellations sourced from guest worlds. The moon enters a different phase each night, shining a gentle silver across the campgrounds. Why not pull your sweetheart in and cuddle beneath the night sky? It's so romantic.
At night, acoustic guitars and other wooden instruments come out so that guests can make music around the bonfire. Projected stars dapple the night sky, forming various constellations sourced from guest worlds. The moon enters a different phase each night, shining a gentle silver across the campgrounds. Why not pull your sweetheart in and cuddle beneath the night sky? It's so romantic.
HOWLING
CALL OF THE WILD
Temperatures drop drastically at night as the camping excursion nears its end. Nights become so chilly that morning dew frosts over, crunching beneath guest feet. Every day the light and its warmth set a little bit earlier. Staff remain elusive and do not provide warmer blankets or clothes for guests, leaving them to cuddle for warmth or find other ways to sleep comfortably during nightly cold snaps.
The moon hits its apex on the final night of camping. Unlike the other nights, this full moon shines blood red. The Vale stills under this ominous sign, silent. Snowflakes begins to fall, spreading an endless clean sheet across the campgrounds. That reflected pink hue is inescapable.
The moon hits its apex on the final night of camping. Unlike the other nights, this full moon shines blood red. The Vale stills under this ominous sign, silent. Snowflakes begins to fall, spreading an endless clean sheet across the campgrounds. That reflected pink hue is inescapable.
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: altered states; eyes (descriptions only, incl. eye injury); exhibitionism; hunting (incl. hunting fantasy creatures); orgies; public sex; survival; temperature play; tentacles; transformation; violence
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's September event. Camping will ICly begin September 15th and end October 3rd.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's September event. Camping will ICly begin September 15th and end October 3rd.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
marcille donato / delicious in dungeon / new player
iii
but arjuna sits with hands folded in his lap at first, obedient as the fitting image of a warrior with the patience to persevere through a task as repulsive as having to show his own weakness. it gnaws at him from the inside, unseen by the gentle woman before him waiting for instruction. it stops him from finding his words at first, this trepidation inside him for the humiliation he endured under the hands of someone who was able to take claw and teeth to him so easily.
so he tugs on a glove in an attempt to play it cool at first, completely unperturbed by the screams from where he's sitting before saying: )
I may have an injury that needs healing.
( yeah, no shit. )
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she's making an effort not to show her thoughts on her face. this person seems so regal on first glance, and that alone commands her respect. she straightens her posture and clears her throat. ]
I see. Where does it hurt, exactly?
[ please don't say your butt or your dick PLEASE ]
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but that would be two of them trying to maintain as much of an air of politeness as possible. )
It feels purely selfish of me to ask you, to... is there not someone else who works at this station? Surely a fair lady like yourself isn't tending to everyone's wounds all on your own?
( or causing those unearthly noises behind the curtain.
but most of all, arjuna knows a hero such as himself should act with discretion, and at most, try to ensure she's able to keep her dignity. )
In any case, the pain is sitting near...
( a hand goes up and hovers for a moment, hesitant. unsure if he should've just bled out instead of applying pressure last minute, the wrapping beneath fabric stinging for how arjuna lightly taps against his inner thigh, once, then twice. but bleeding out after a sexual encounter would've been a disgraceful, humiliating death to begin with, and so this bout of embarrassment is something he just needs to endure. handle it, as it were. )
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his concern for her is startling enough. calling her fair lady completely pulls the rug out from beneath her. she covers her mouth and feels heat crawl up to her cheeks. she's a fair lady... just like in her novels....
but she tamps this down as best she can, clearing her throat again (unnecessary). her blush won't last long. this is more important than indulging herself.
even if it's more sex stuff. she withholds her reflex to deflate with a sigh. this person is obviously making an effort to be here despite their own embarrassment, and she won't take a good patient for granted.
she waves her hands defensively and tries to give him a reassuring smile. ]
No, no, no, don't worry about me. I wouldn't be much of a healer if I wasn't used to seeing all parts of the body, you know?
[ it's the deeds that got these injuries in the first place that she had no experience with before this. tentacle monsters... wolves... how did she get here
she lowers her hands and gestures to his lap. ]
My dignity will be fine, but thank you for worrying about me. [ she smiles a little wider. ] I'd like to help you. I know it's asking a lot, but could you show it to me?
i. gritting my teeth in pulling this bitch back out
Not that he's paying much attention to that after getting beaned in the head by a glittery pink dildo. Scowling, he rubs at his head, the ears on top flattening in annoyance. As if waking up in the middle of the woods dressed in nothing but a skimpy robe wasn't bad enough. ]
Watch where you're throwing those things.
[ Throw another one and he'll throw it right back. ]
kwisses him
once this scantily-clad man approaches her, her eyes go immediately to those ears flattened on either side of his head. a kobold, but a tall man? someone whose soul was also tangled with a demon's? her head races to fathom him and this impossible situation all at once.
she has to be in a nightmare again. didn't she shake her pillow before she fell asleep?
she keeps pointing this useless needle at him. ]
I'm- I'm sorry I hit you. [ her voice drops a little, showing that she means it. then it rises again. ] But I was panicking! I don't want those things in my tent!
kills him
They won't hurt you. [ They're inanimate? Please. ] Why are you making a [ gestures at her needle with one hand ] stick anyway when you have a knife?
kills YOU
until he gestures to it, and she dares to look at her hand instead of at him. he's right.
she starts and immediately switches hands to the one holding the hunter's knife. the wooden needle pricks a little into her arm. ]
Ow. [ ignores that in favor of scowling back at him. ] I was sharpening a needle so I could sew some clothes! That's why they left all of this out here, right? These needles aren't sharp enough!
thank god finally free
You know how to sew?
[ he was going to just abandon her to the wild but now she is actually useful. ]
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I... know a little.
[ she answers carefully, like she's somehow afraid of his reaction. (what's he going to do, though? grill her on it?) ]
I've only made a few things, but I'll take anything that isn't just this robe!
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given that he knows shit-all about sewing and tailoring, he can't really grill her on it but he can judge her and in fact looks like he's judging her for it right now. (in reality, he just has the world's worst resting bitch face.)
a couple seconds pass, then: ]
How much?
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"How much"...? Can I make, you mean?
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For an outfit.
[ he will pay (with what credits, my guy) ]
ii.
but he's prepping for the next round of hungry campers when he discovers half of the spices gone, and upon further investigation, the eggs he'd put aside are no where to be found. actually, there's a bunch of stuff that's missing. he squints at the stock briefly before he leaves his makeshift cooking station, walking around the campsite until he comes across marcille with her little horde of ingredients. ]
Yeah. [ she's wary, which is fair. wolfwood nods at the pile. ] You mind passing the spices?
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there's a visible bob in her throat as she swallows. her eyes stay on him as she turns her head, as if she's resisting looking away, before she glances at her stash on top of her blanket. ]
Oh... [ she does have quite a few bottles. she reaches for them and collects them in her hands, trying to balance all four of them at once in a small pile. ] Um. Which one do you need?
ii.
-egg. [ That's all she says at first, but then realizes this is
probably unsettling. So! She straightens up, brushes herself off, gives a small cough and steps forward like a more civilized (albeit still kind of wild) woman. ]
I mean, uh! You have. Eggs. Protein. All I've been able to get are, like, berries and I'm... not the best hunter, so. [ While she wants to ask for some, well- She doesn't even know this woman. And she probably isn't leaving the best first impression. She settles for, after a moment of awkward silence: ]
Wheeerrre did you get those?
no subject
marcille snaps out of her surprise when the stranger straightens up and starts speaking again. she blinks hard and glances at her pile on her blanket, where three brown eggs sit in a little circle. at the moment, she's roasting some chopped vegetables on a pan, which she removes and carefully sets down on a nearby rock. ]
Oh, uh— There were some baskets left around here. They had some in one of them.
[ she points in the direction of where the (limited) supply of goods was left for the camp, but she lowers her arm almost immediately. her shoulders are hunched protectively, and she still instinctively leans away from any stranger that approaches her, but she can't help looking worried. ]
Aren't you cold?
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There were- Oh my gods, of course there were. [ The blonde puts a palm to her face before dragging it down with a groan. ] I was so focused on, like, getting out there I didn't even think they'd just... provide some basic supplies!
[ A sigh and drop her shoulders as she relaxes a little. ]
I'm not cold though, no. I grew up in a cold place, so I guess I'm just... acclimated? [ They'll go with that. ]
i
Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you.
[ hopefully she isn't too intimidated by a teenage girl... ]
Are you alright?
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I'm not worried about being hurt.
[ which sounds weird to say, but it's the truth. her brows furrow, her gaze lowering to fix on the watch on haru's wrist. a blush seeps into her cheeks. ]
That watch told me about this place. What it... wants people to do.
[ she could just say it. ]
That's not what you're here for, right? Because if it is, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested! I have no idea how I even got here!
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No, ah, not at all.... [ she frowns at marcille's tear-stained face ]
... I just wanted to see if you were okay. After all, I know how disconcerting it is to end up here.
I | Elven solidarity
What really draws her eyes though is the pointed ears poking out of the other woman’s distressed, a match to the ones peeking out of her bone white hair. Another elf? Though she doesn’t quite match what she’d expect from elves in her world, she still finds herself fascinated, it softens her tone to something close to comforting as she calls out.]
Do you need some help with that?
ii
So don't mind her, Marcille. There's just a human girl poking her head around your tent and staring.]
Wow, that kinda smells delicious. And you just cooked it out here with all this stuff?!
i
It doesn't hurt as much as it is annoying, and he's forced to look up from the trail to see. . .well he's not sure what he's looking at. A girl?? What's with her ears? He frowns down at her, cocking his head at the needle.]
What are ya gonna do, sew my mouth shut?