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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
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▶ 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.
rude | final fantasy vii | 8 ♣
[Camping is right up his alley. He's quick to jump into the lake for a dip, only when he comes out to dry off does he realize there's no clothing to be found. Not only that, the food is limited, there's no staff around, and it really looks like he'll have to lean into the self-sustainability thing. He doesn't mind though.
So, yes, there is a naked bald man fishing at the lake. There's an extra fishing rod beside him, but the bugs he has to use as bait are ones he's had to procure for himself. He's happy to trade with someone in exchange for clothing or whatever else they might have to offer.]
Need bait?
[It's grotesque how he holds out his hand and there's squirming bugs and dirt in the display. He's gone full wildman, don't mind him.]
B. Bear Hunting
[Rude wouldn't self-categorize himself as a bear, but when he thinks about the people he's seen around the resort in the past, he understands that they might just be desperate for bigger burlier men. He can play the part, but he won't be easy to catch.
By now he's managed to get enough clothing that he doesn't have to feel terribly awkward climbing up onto a thick lower branch of a tree, hiding from a nearing footsteps in hopes of getting the jump on them when they pass by. He's far more likely to allow himself to be caught with a good reason, but for the while being, he's weirdly enjoying becoming a horrifying wildman hiding in bushes and camouflaged in dirt.]
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evident by the comedic timing of finding one familiar naked bald man fishing at the lake. )
You're really playing into this, Mr. Handsome. ( pointed looks at the squirming bug, the bare chest, and the very naked... well. everything else.
compared to aventurine, who had been given one of the flannel robes just barely long enough that he's not flashing everyone, rude is... not concerned at all. why would he be, when he knows what kind of place this is? )
Unfortunately, fishing is not part of my repertoire. I wouldn't come take your hard-earned bait either. Unless there's something you need in exchange?
( because surely it's not clothes, right. )
jdfoiasjdf oh no not like this
Still, the build your own clothing crowd was not his style so he's off on his own doing his own thing. He hadn't expected for anyone familiar to find him in this state. His Turk associates seem more the type to enjoy nature in luxury while Rude wanted the full camping experience. Aventurine seeing him like this was entirely unplanned, though. So excuse Rude if he gives the other man an apologetic smile when he approaches.
That robe hardly covers anything at all, so maybe Aventurine won't mention his own lack of clothing.]
Wasn't planning on running into you, or I'd wear something a little nicer than this. [He doesn't have to gesture to himself because it's obvious what he's talking about, and he knows it's far too late to be shy now when they've already seen each other in more intimate ways.]
I can share the fish I catch. Can you cook? [Yes, it's clothes. Desperately. All his fish for some shorts. But would asking for it mean he's admitting defeat?]
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he can't fish, it's true. food is... not entirely a necessity, but certainly good to have. he doubts rude can't cook for himself when he already seems self-sufficient, but this too is part of trade. so of course, aventurine plays along. )
Now you're speaking my language. If it's food that you need, I can help.
( the house at least offers them a few ingredients for more personalized dishes, because this is all a game to them, a little play-pretend adventure outdoors that feels extremely bitter on his tongue.
but that's neither here nor there right now. )
Why don't we team up? Ah, unless you prefer exploring the wilderness by yourself, of course. I believe it's some form of meditation for some people.
( hand gestures. naked and all. he will tease for as long as he can. )
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For now he'll just enjoy the company and try to not leave him with the impression that Rude has become a feral wildman--though he does really look it. His stubble is grown out over his face and even his head is covered with little black hairs that are harder to see but probably easy to feel.]
I'd like that. I think the two of us would make a good team. [Rude sees the way Aventurine gestures to him and gently shoves his shoulder.] If you're so concerned about my bare ass, give me your robe. [And he doubts that will happen because then Aventurine would be the naked one. Rude reels in the line and adds more bait to the hook before casting it out again. One more fish should be enough.]
Between the two of us we should be able to get a fire started later. [Because questionable sashimi doesn't seem like a good plan in the wild.]
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a fire. that's the basics of basics, isn't it. )
Hahahah. Concerned? Not at all. Even I am not the kind of man who is ungrateful for the blessings that fall on my lap. ( whatever way rude wants to interpret that. he won't elaborate.
rude's busy with fishing, after all, and he ought to do his part. gathering nearby wood that is sufficiently dry to be fuel to a fire isn't hard, whatever branches and sticks that had fallen from the trees he can find. some leaves, too, and rocks he could use to ignite the fire.
talking about it is one thing. doing all of this is... uncomfortable. )
So, where does your fishing skill come from? Surely not work. ( because they have similar office jobs, for the most part, and the ipc certainly didn't teach aventurine how to fish, so - a fair assumption to make, right? )
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He doesn't know much past the basics either, but his childhood must have came in handy for the fishing ability. His eyes try to focus on the fishing line to make sure he doesn't lose anything that bites, but he finds himself glancing back to Aventurine often--just keeping an eye on him if he asks.]
I lived near water when I was young. So I picked it up a long time ago. What about you? [And maybe his skill isn't all gone because he gets another bite and reels the fish in cautiously. He only relaxes once he's taken the fish off the hook and tossed it into the bucket.
Rude brings the bucket of at least 4 fish toward where Aventurine gathers firewood, looking around for a decent sized clearing to set up his tent--but something tells him that Aventurine's tent might be twice the size of his own because of the differences in their rank.]
Have you put up your tent already? It might be better to set up there. [Or risk a smaller tent that the'll have to figure out on their own. Here's hoping Aventurines is already built.]
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the experienced way in which he starts the fire is telling, and the warmth from it is... nostalgic. he could almost see the reflection of someone familiar on the flames, if he squinted enough. )
I didn't have a house growing up, ( he begins slowly, quietly, uncharacteristically so. ) All we had was tents, and a lot of sand around us. The few fires we could start came from men in the sky who provided us with wood. And when you're young enough, you want to be helpful in any way. I watched my sister start fires enough times to remember.
( she might have made sure to teach him properly too, a memory aventurine doesn't recall with accurate precision. he gives rude a small apologetic smile in response to his question. )
Unfortunately, you're a little late. I made quite the profitable trade for it just earlier. ( it's a blatant lie. he gave it away, rather, to someone who needed it more than he did. a luxurious room is fine with him, familiar even, but a tent that fancy left a bitter taste in his tongue. ) But I can sleep outside just fine. The House wouldn't put us through something like this just to make nightfall dangerous.
( .......... surely??? but also - he has gone through worse anyway, so again. he has the experience. it's fine. )
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I have a big family, and we didn't have much either. Part of why I started the line of work that I was in was to help them out financially. [The situations aren't quite the same between them, but in his own way, Rude understands.]
I have mine. I'm sure there's space enough for both of us. [The thought of allowing Aventurine to sleep outside feels wrong. He'd sooner give away his own tent too to join the guy. The situation might have been different if they weren't already familiar enough to make these decisions in casual conversation.] Or we can sleep under the "stars". [They both know any sky they see in here is an illusion of the cage they're in.]
[Rude arranges large stones right around the periphery of the fire to gather and hold heat in case the nighttime is unreasonably cold, then starts to gut and clean the fish with a pocket knife that he's sure will disappear once the camping thing is all over.]
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Camping out isn't an issue, strangely. Would he prefer better accommodations? Certainly. Is this the worst place he's had to lay his head down at? No, not really.
Startling him, though is going to result in one or two things. Namely, Cale is likely to react with either sending a blast of wind or that shield of his is going to keep anyone from actually reaching him.
Poor Rude. ]
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But it's not. And instead of landing on and pinning Reno, he's being shoved with an absurdly strong gust of wind right into the tree that he'd just jumped out of. It knocks the air out of him, but he laughs like this kind of thing is normal for him.]
Maybe I'll let you catch me if you want to share the rewards. [This man is clearly not Reno, but he has to commend his reaction speed.]
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So Cale still looks surprised as the man who had meant to get the drop of him just laughs. At least Rude is all right, Cale supposes. ]
With that sort of approach, I thought you were the one that was doing the chasing.
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No, I've been hiding. I found out I was a target the hard way, so now I'm a bit paranoid. Forgive me.
[He brushes a leaf off of his head as he approaches, hands up at first to show he's not going to try anything.] And I thought you were someone else. [Rude steps around Cale slowly. It might look like he's checking him out, but really he's only looking for a weapon or aero materia.] How did you do that, anyway?
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Yeah, nope. Cale is suddenly glad that he has a smaller frame and can, in no way, be considered a "big guy." ]
You thought I was someone else you wanted to get a jump on. Fair enough. In the end I think you had a more difficult time than me.
[ That's probably as close to an apology for accidentally blowing Rude away as anything else. Cale's not even huffy about the fact that he had been mistaken for someone else. With so few red heads around, it's very likely possible from a distance.
Though what's with the circling? Surely Cale doesn't seem that suspicious? There are plenty of people here that have special talents? ]
As for the wind? It's just something I picked up back home.
[ Literally. He dug out a child's spin toy at the bottom of the ocean that was holding up a rock. ]
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Looks like we're about even then.
[With no sign of an aero materia Rude stops circling and gives Cale a solid pat on the back. It wouldn't be the first person he's met that has naturally occurring magical abilities, but he thought he'd get a better look. For thoroughness, of course.]
Must come in handy. [He looks around to make sure they're alone before he fully puts his guard down.] Since you're not trying to capture me, I guess I should ask if there's anything you need. I can offer...fish?
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He's not unaware of what Rude is looking for and, if roles had been reversed, Cale would have been doing the same. That's why he's not moving and just allowing Rude to get the investigation out of the way. And though Cale looks sturdy enough, that solid pat on the back has a puff of air leaving his lungs. Nothing that will completely take it out of him, but enough to prove that he doesn't possess much in the way of physical strength. ...Any power he possesses doesn't come from that. ]
They've served their purpose, if nothing else. [ So yes, he has multiple "talents." Wind is just one of them. He then crosses his arms at the offer. ] Though I don't recall saying I wouldn't capture you.
[ There's a small smirk. ]
It's a little hard to deny the temptation when you've practically walked right into my space.
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Or..they could conspire.]
Do you want me to come along willingly? Or are you looking for a challenge? [Rude raises a brow, a little bit of an amused smile on his face as he seeks out a path to run if Cale wants to attempt to apprehend him. He doesn't run but he does start to back away slowly, not expecting an actual headstart so he'll have to make space the old fashioned way.]
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[ See that smile? That is the smile that a man wears when he is angling for an opportunity. Or preparing to cause a bit of trouble. ]
You're already here so why make me work for it? That's completely the opposite of what I want to do.
[ Aaaand there it is. Cale wants the reward without really any of the work. But that doesn't mean he won't put in the effort. The hardest part is finding someone. Capturing someone is the easy part. ]
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The way you say work makes me think you've lived a comfortable life.
[Rude laughs, easily picturing Cale relaxing and lounging, but he had a hard time seeing the stranger doing any sort of strenuous work.] Well I'm here, sure, but you haven't caught me. What will you give me if I let you turn me in? [He doesn't need or want anything, but is curious about what the guy might have to offer. Rude touches a bit of red hair falling into his face, then tucks it behind his ear with familiarity that's out of place between practical strangers.]
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A "comfortable life" huh? Now that would depend, now wouldn't it? His previous life hadn't been an easy one. Maybe that's why he wants to have an easier time in this one. ]
I've put in some effort. [ More than some. He's done a lot of work to obtain his ancient powers and alliances back home. ] Though if I don't need to, is there a reason I should? I would like to relax.
[ There's not even a flinch at being touched without warning though. It's as though Cale is used to being a little handsy without warning. his eyes follow the movement, but that's about it. ]
You were the one that suggested sharing the rewards. I could use the payout, really. Though if you really want to make it difficult...
[ Now he raises a hand. He makes a circular motion with a finger and the wind around them starts to pick up. Cale will start to create a nice little whirlwind around them both to trap Rude if need be.
...It will come with a price but - ]
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You should. You can relax, and maybe we'll run into each other again when you can't catch me. [He's mostly teasing but he does start to walk away, not yet gaining speed before he feels the winds pick up in warning, and it makes him stop in his tracks.]
You know what, maybe you're right. [He squints, shielding his face from the winds and the leaves and twigs caught in the gentle cyclone. Rude takes a few steps back, bumping into Cale then turning to face him.] Alright. It looks like you caught me fair and square. Hopefully you respond like that if someone tries to steal me away, too.
[He pulls Cale's hands apart, assuming that has to do with the little wind funnel he'd made.] What else can you do?
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That's why he's *~*smiling*~* at the way the man turns to leave... Then immediately steps back at the sight of the winds picking up. Cale does take a step back himself, if only because he had been bumped into. If this were to come down to testing one's physical prowess, then Cale is at a disadvantage. This body has likely never held any sort of weapon beyond something that can be thrown - probably an alcohol bottle. Rude clearly has more than that going for him. ]
Something told me that you might see it my way.
[ That he doesn't actually want to test just how strong those winds can be. Grabbing and separating his hands won't stop the winds - because his hands themselves are free. But Rude is welcome to keep trying until he figures that out. Cale is still only going to smile "pleasantly." ]
I wouldn't let anyone dream of taking away my prize. [ So yeah no. Sorry about that, Rude. ] As for what else I'm capable of? Maybe we'll run into each other again and you can find out.
[ What a snarky sonuva - ]
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Playing a cat and mouse game about the situation is far more fun. And if it gets out of hand, he can just pick Cale up and carry him away somewhere to cool down. Well, as long as he doesn't use any more of his abilities. For now he attempts to appear as harmless as possible.]
I see, you want to be mysterious. [Rude nods slowly, assessing, then leans against Cale casually, still silently plotting his escape as he tries to win the guy over. Maybe he'll drop his guard later on.] Guess you're stuck with me, then. Where are we going first, boss? [He messes the younger man's hair for no reason in particular.]
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Which means he could be at risk of passing out or coughing up blood if he pushes too much.
That's why he finally dispels the wind. Anything more than that and Cale might end up struggling. ]
Less mysterious and more a poke player. Why would I ever want to show my hand when the game hasn't actually been one yet?
[ In other words? He won't be lowering his guard. Though the hand in his hair does make him a touch flustered. ]
Where are we - [ A huff. ] To my tent first.
[ To get something to "tie" Rude up with, of course. That's part of the requirement? ]
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But as it stands, he's happy to comply, following him back to his campsite obediently to avoid being blown onto his ass again or sucked up into a wind vortex. Of course he's only going to be compliant as long as it suits him. Depending on what Cale finds to "tie" him with will determine whether or not he'll resist.
And if resisting doesn't work, he can always make it extremely awkward for Cale to get through the process. The moment he arrives at the campsite, he looks around then sits down leisurely on a seat that looks just like a lawn chair. His strong arms drape over the back of the chair, man-spreading a little to get comfortable.]
Don't suppose you have anything to drink around here?
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