TDM 011

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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.

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!

NOT ALL TENTS ARE EQUAL

► High-rank guests are allocated spacious and luxurious tents. These elaborate mini-homes come with TVs, beds, heaters, and plenty of supplies. Provided camping gear is high quality, ranging from state of the art flashlights to designer backpacks. It can't quite be considered roughing it in these tents, but glamping is camping too!

► Mid-rank guests are allocated moderate tents that comfortably fit up to three guests. These tents come with cots or sleeping bags, as well as standard camping gear to make their time living off the land fairly comfortable. While these tents lack the bells and whistles of the high-rank accommodations, they are more than enough for a comfortable but realistic camping experience.

► Low-rank guests are allocated the shabbiest tents. These sagging accommodations can shield one guest comfortably, but that doesn't stop staff from pairing low-ranking guests together in order to save space. Their 'sleeping bags' are a single blanket and hay bale pillow. There are no other included amenities aside from sex toys and a single lantern.

► Last but certainly not least: our Wildcards! All Wildcards have been randomly assigned. Whether they end up in a glamping tent or sleeping beneath a propped up sheet is left to chance. Wildcards also may find themselves waking up beside a current guest or another new arrival.

► Guests that "go camping" will discover that the door connecting the Vale to the rest of the resort has mysteriously vanished. Uh oh! Looks like there's no going back to the comfortable life anytime soon. Don't worry, the door will return when it's time to pack up and head home.

LET'S GET CRAFTY

► New characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are flannel gingham to embrace camping and autumn aesthetic. Some of these robes are much shorter than others; watch out that the lake breeze doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

► Unlike the standard, there are no racks of clothes waiting for new arrivals outside of their tents. You're roughing it out in the woods, remember? Instead of clothing, Wildcards will find an assortment of raw materials to make clothes.

Fabric rolls, hemp, buckets of leaves, leather, and other assorted goods are waiting to be cobbled into something new. The staff have been kind enough to leave some small hunting knives and wooden needles to make crafting a bit easier. Of course, they won't stop anyone that wants to embrace the wild side and strut around naked.

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!

DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW TO COOK?

► On the first camp morning, guests will find barrels of ingredients and cooking utensils left beside the central fire pit. These barrels are stocked with fruits and vegetables that won't spoil quickly, many of which are seasonal to autumn. They have also been left a few protein options like eggs, jerky, and canned ham. These ingredients are communal and limited. Once they run out, guests will have to hunt and gather in the Vale to collect more.

► Guests must prepare their own meals while camping. Not even the high-ranks are given any special treatment on this! While oil and firestarter are included in the initial supply, these too are limited and won't be replenished after use.

► Staff would never let their precious guests go without a sweet treat. A generous supply of hot cocoa and all the fixings for s'mores has been left behind as well. While none of the other food will be replenished, the hot cocoa and s'mores goodies seemingly never run out. A night around a campfire without roasting marshmallows or sipping cocoa would be too cruel to subject guests to.

SUPPLIES RUNNING LOW

► Guests will have to hunt and gather once ingredients dwindle if they want to eat. The wooden shed is home to a selection of tools that can be used to hunt: bows and arrows, hatchets, axes, fishing poles and line, etc. All tools are rudimentary and can break if not taken care of.

► The Vale is lush with wild fruits and vegetables. However, much like in reality, not all vegetation in the Vale is safe to eat. While some berries and mushrooms are consumable, others are toxic or psychedelics. One must also not forget that they're in the Golden Peacock: some unusual plants that grow in the vale may trigger arousal. Watch out that you don't eat something funky by accident!

► Before 'leaving', staff will explain that guests can fish or hunt small game running throughout the Vale. One particularly enthusiastic staff member will suggest guests track down the snoggleboffs, as they're extremely delicious after roasting on an open fire.

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.

IN CAMP

► Guests that don't want a cold shower should make their way over to the shower stalls quickly. These outdoor showers hold very little hot water and run cold after about five minutes. First-come first-serve!

► A wood-chopping competition begins around lunchtime. There are two goals: to split as much wood as possible and looking sexy while doing it. Guests that chop wood unsexily immediately fail! Alternatively, sexiness with a pathetic number of chunks is more acceptable, but still a loss. Those that achieve both goals will instantly win a large payout. Failing to sexily cut wood won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow!

► Bear hunting is a popular activity that even the spoiled long-standing guests are getting in on! No, not hunting real bears. That would be insane. Peacock's version of bear hunting involves hunting down bear-like guests and capturing them! Any guest that fits the criteria of big, thick, and strong may potentially be assigned the role of bear. Hunters who manage to tie up, handcuff, net, or otherwise 'capture' a 'bear' will instantly receive a large payout.

THE LAKE

► This sparkling lake is rich with fish. Enjoy sitting back on the long pier with a fishing rod or take one of the wooden boats out for a row around the lake. It's also safe to swim in, for guests that would like to take a dip and rinse off the sweat of camp living! Don't mind the random swim trunks or drink umbrellas that pop up now and then. This water is definitely fresh and not recycled from the summer beach extravaganza.

► Guests that do decide to take a dip may encounter a familiar friend. Fernando the tentacle monster is camping too! This randy tentacle monster is as horny as ever, eager to embrace guests and stick slippery tentacles into any reachable orifice.

► Once the sun goes down, many of the long-standing guests strip off their shoddily crafted clothes and sprint into the water for skinny dipping by moonlight! What's a camping excursion without a lake-side orgy? The best way to drown out those erotic moans from the lake is to head to the central fire pit and join in on some campfire songs.

OUTSIDE CAMP

► Those that head out of camp for a hike or hunt can enjoy any of the Vale's usual wonders. With autumn, shiny apples dangle from the trees and pumpkins pepper beneath their protruding roots. Along with autumnal fruits and vegetables, canned beef and ham have been mysteriously left in pockets close to the campgrounds. A little act of kindness from the staff; not everyone is cut out to hunt their own game!

► For those interested in hunting down some fresh game, walking around the forest in the morning may come with a stroke of luck. Strange little creatures the size of an adult's fist are active during this time. These hairy beasts come in brown and white, and screech, "Scrun scrun screeee!" when agitated.

Yes, these are the alleged snoggleboffs! Don't feel bad about hunting them, they're an invasive species that are unfriendly and eager to steal from unsuspecting guests. Their main strength is their speed, but once caught, they don't put up much of a fight.

► Guests that explore deep into the Vale may find a dark cave mouth that leads downward into a damp chamber. The ceiling glitters with stalactites and, along the wall, they'll find a horizontal crease with what seems to be... hair? If touched, this crease will creak open, revealing a large eye that darts back and forth before focusing on whoever woke it. Black pupils and iris bleed into one endless abyss.

Those that gaze directly into the eye will freeze. Their mind will remain active while their body locks in place, not unlike sleep paralysis. This trance will break once the eye blinks, which it will do after some time... but it can also be forced into blinking by force if there's someone who hasn't made eye-contact around to help. Frozen guests will be overwhelmed with the fear of abandonment for the duration of their paralysis. This fear will fade after the connection is broken, as if it wasn't their fear at all.

Like a regular eye, dirt or debris can force a blink. If this route is taken, the eye will go bloodshot and shut, refusing to open again. Any guest that inflicts damage to the eye may find that their suite, upon return, has been trashed. As if someone or something threw a big tantrum in there while they were gone. Wonder why that happened...?

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 WEATHER TURNS

► Along with chilly nights, the last few days of camping feature inclement weather conditions. Clouds overtake the sun and rain falls, alternating between light mist and heavy downpour.

► Winds pick up, with speeds threatening to whip away the less stable tents. Guests that don't hunker down and add additional support to their tents may end up chasing them into the storm. Other loose items around the campgrounds may end up blown away as well.

BLOOD MOON

► Wild instinct rises with the blood moon. As crimson moonlight beckons, some guests may begin to feel ... strange. As if they need to claw their true selves free. Those that answer the call to bathe in the light of the blood moon will undergo a transformation.

► Basking in the light of the blood moon triggers a were-transformation. While the standard were that the blood moon inspires is the classic werewolf, guests may transform into any kind of were. Along with hybrid transformation, the blood moon stirs mating and sex impulses in these new weres. Remaining humans are at risk of being eaten... in the sexy way.

► Transformation into a were is not mandatory. Other guests may step into the blood moon's light and not experience any kind of transformation or impulse. These guests are now actors in a sexy horror scene, given the task of surviving the night surrounded by monsters! At least they're sexy monsters? Giving in and fucking on the wild side may be more fun.

PACKING UP

► After the crazy weather and horny werewolves, the staff judge that it's high time to wrap this excursion up. Guests will once again openly see these diligent workers the morning after the blood moon. They come flooding into the site with clothing, snacks, and other comforts while praising everyone for surviving for so long without the resort's usual luxuries.

► A first aid tent and cleaning station are swiftly erected. All guests that volunteer to treat injuries sustained over the course of the camping experience or help clean up the site will be compensated with a large payout.

► Every guest that participated in the camping event, regardless of whether they help wrap things up, will be issued a spa voucher. Go relax, you've earned some pampering after all of that hard living!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ 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!

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Comments

[blastedass]

[They're grouchy and they're grumpy~ One's vocal and one's frumpy~ And later they might bumpy~ ... dah daaah du'daaah duh dah!]

Like people tracing their legacy back through samurai? [Such notions are all but gone in Bakugo's world, considering how advanced it's gone since the advent of Quirks a century and a half ago. Stuff like that hardly factors in now, though some families have Quirks that pass down through generations. Of the five generations so far.

Oh he'll use them... boom.

While Megumi busies himself with the tree, Bakugo vanishes into the tent after unzipping the heavy door of a flap. Some of the camping material is first come first serve, so he only bothered to take what was in abundance. He could make do with other things as needed. Looping some rope around his shoulder, he swipes two knives and heads back out. They don't have a bucket...

But when he returns from the effort, Megumi is...] What the hell?

[This dumbass up and vanished?!]

I should not be laughing... but I am

[shadowdogs]

[If Megumi had heard the question, he would've agreed. Some of the techniques are so rare that they sometimes skip even people in the same clan- like how the Ten Shadows technique skipped his father (cursed energy skipped Toji in general), yet Megumi can use almost all ten shikigamis.

And yes, he's gone. Not too far away, there's noise coming from somewhere nearby, branches cracking and all, but he did disappear in a split second. Rabbits are fast. There's actually a black one just outside of the tent, looking at Bakugo. It's not doing anything, just... sitting there.

Megumi appears around five minutes later, with what one can call a perfect branch? It looks thick and sturdy enough to support the buck, that's for sure. And... Megumi doesn't look like he has any problems carrying it under one hand.]

Here. This one should do it.

[The shadowy rabbits all return and are like... ants. But they don't linger; just like wolf, they all make way to Megumi's shadow and meld with it, disappearing.]

Totally worth it

[blastedass]

[Bakugo's attention perks at the noise, turning narrowed eyes on the sound. A split second? Longer than a split second. Something about that black rabbit nearby reminds him of Megumi's wolf. Ah, so it's another summon. He's got more than his dog. Gonna have to keep that in mind if they ever getting into a fight. Also means he can't bonk the damn thing and add it to the stew.

On the one hand, good to know this guy's not a rail stick under that robe. On the other hand. Does he seriously expect this buck to hang off a branch he took form the tree?! Bakugo intended to hang it UP on the fucking thing! ... Though guess they could skewer it into the ground and lash the buck to it like some gory ass totem pole.]

A wolf and rabbits. What else are you packing in your shadow? [And does he have to have his shadow out to reach them. One of Bakugo's classmates had a shadow-related Quirk, so he's taking notes. Not cause he's a closet nerd about superpowers or anything. Shut up. Guess they're going totem pole route. Time to start digging a hole.]

[shadowdogs]

[Nooo, don't put the shadow-rabbit into the stew! It- won't taste like anything.

Hey, he asked for a branch that won't break if they hang the buck on it; he's returned with such a branch! Why is he complaining?
-He will place it how Bakugo needs it; he won't question it. He's never had to skin a deer, buck, or any other animal before. Megumi's following the instructions to a T.]

I have ten summons. [Pause.] Well, six or seven since arriving here. This place had depleted my cursed energy, so I cannot summon all of them. [Although, he wouldn't dare summon Mahoraga here.
Maybe.
Only if everyone in this place is about to die.
Only then.]

Right now, I have access to my Gyokuken, Nue, Gama, Datto, and Bansho. [The Divine dog, Nue, Toads, Rabbits and Max Elephant. Unfortunately, Sukuna destroyed his snake, and he doesn't have enough cursed energy to summon both Mahoraga or Tiger.]

[blastedass]

[This is survive in the wilderness and you're gonna stick a damn rabbit down there without saying it's shadow made?! Be glad Bakugo's quick to sus out the reality or else he might've tried snaring it for their meal.

Haa?! How the hell are they gonna hang something from a branch if it's no longer on the damn tree?! Bakugo should be questioning Megumi's brainworks under those crazy spikes. At least he adapted quickly enough. Unfortunately that means he's down on his knees nearby, shoving his knife into the dirt since they don't have a damn spade. Probably should've had Megumi's rabbits dig this burrow, but he needs a column, not a divot.]

You might recover it later. [Before Megumi thinks he's forever hobbled. Some people can reclaim their power over time with practice and effort, others have to pay for it, something Bakugo's not gonna get into right now.]

Stick with dog, rabbit, frogs, and normal animals, Uni Hair.

[shadowdogs]

[He'd be in for it if he tried because the bunnies can kick and punch like a bitch if they want to. Megumi just doesn't use them that way (after all, he did have to fight them to subdue them so he can summon them).

LISTEN, he may have misunderstood. "Find a branch" was translated in his mind as "find a branch and drag it over". He didn't think the branch should be ON a tree. There's a reason he doesn't go camping, he sucks at it.

If he asked for rabbits to dig, Megumi would've actually complied.]

There's a chance? Hmm. [Having his trump card here would be reassuring.]

My name is Fushiguro Megumi, not Uni Hair.

[blastedass]

[Bunnies don't do well versus grenades. Not that Bakugo's gonna heartlessly blast the stupid thing (how's he gonna use it for dinner if it's splattered all over the ground). Good he recognized it as one of the sorcerer's summons before getting the idea in action.

Ugh, how the hell could he have mixed such a simple order up?! This guy doesn't know a damn thing about camping or survival skills. Great, stuck with a newbie. Bakugo grabs one end of the branch and jams it into the hole, twisting it to carve the end deeper. At least Megumi tore it off well. Did he or one of his summons... The latter, probably.]

Aa. Some people recover it over time, others have to pay for it. [Guess this topic's gonna happen whether he wants it or not. Bakugo straightens up and slings the rope from his shoulder, then starts scraping the dirt back into the hole with his feet, packing it in around the branch to make it sturdy.]

Bakugo Katsuki. [Uni Hair.]

[shadowdogs]

[You could try to drink it...

No, no he doesn't. His survival skills are limited to -fight to the death-, then go to Ieiri-san to patch up his wounds and then spend a week in bed all pissy because your guardian and teacher is both taking care of you and making fun of you, and your teammates show up unannounced 99% of the time.

But despite this, he is swift to take up action for whatever Bakugo needs, with both the branch, rope, making sure it's sturdy and doesn't wiggle.]

Pay for it... ugh... [Luckily for Bakugo, someone already explained the machinations of this place to him, and Megumi's now making a face. Yeah... it's not hard to guess what he thinks about it.]

[blastedass]

[He's not drinking shadow bunny

Wrong kind of survival skill. Bakugo steps hard around the pole, shoving dirt tight in packs on all compass points. Then gives it a few knocks with the back of his hand. Solid enough. Will it support the entire deer? Maybe, once he's got it dressed out. He backs off and returns to the buck flopped to the ground.

Sounds like Megumi is as bad about recovery as Bakugo, save for he'd never spend a week in bed. Took him less than ten minutes to go from waking from an injury-filled coma to stomping down the hall dragging an IV stand and three classmates off his bandaged body to go scream a another classmate. As if he'd stay down that long... He had to be forcibly kidnapped back to bed.]

Uh-huh. [It's not that bad if you actually hit it off with someone and don't mind repeated cards. Plus events can help with payouts and shit. But Megumi should hope he can regain shit simply by training and growing stronger. Then he can ignore the necessity of paying for his returned powers.] Welcome to pervert hell.

[And promptly slits the deer's stomach from ribs to groin.]

[shadowdogs]

[He probably would've been like Bakugo and not sit still in his room. However, his guardian has actual god-like powers and teleports him back if he's not happy with Megumi's health. It's happened way too many times by now that he's given up arguing (he appreciates Gojo's nagging more than he'll ever admit).

Pervert hell, huh? He doesn't want to think about it, yet he knows he should. And that cut looked like his new acquaintance was taking out all the anger at the dead buck that he had stored up. Megumi can't blame him, he can see himself getting pissed off soon enough.

So- to change the subject-]

Anything I can help you with?

[He doesn't want to just sit around uselessly.]

[blastedass]

[Why the hell do people think they're gonna sit there in the bed and do bullshit? He has things to do, things which aren't going to be stopped by something as pathetic as bodily injury! Even if that means yelling at his teachers and struggling against his classmates binding him to drag him back to bed. Bakugo never appreciates someone getting in his way or telling him he can't *fill in he blank*.

Pervert hell. Don't think about it. The resort will shove it in Megumi's face soon enough. There's a lot more anger in his body than a single cut's going to take. But whoof, there's a rush of copper and beast blooming up from a gush of crimson and offal. There's a bucket around here somewhere...]

Aa. There's a bucket over there. Get it and you can wash all this crap off.

[You better be fine getting your hands bloody and gutty.]

[shadowdogs]

[Megumi has no choice but to remain in bed. Pathethic injury or no, if Gojo doesn't want him to go somewhere, Megumi can kick all he wants- he'd just be teleported back because his stupid guardian can bend space to his will. He has very little choice in the matter.

Nodding, he goes over to grab the bucket and water. He's seen worse, way worse, things he doesn't want to see again (but will probably have to, zero choice in the matter); there's literally zero expression on his face or him flinching away from the task given.]

Do you do this often?

[Camping. Hunting. Megumi's trying not to be his awkward self; it would be way too easy just to slip into silence as he works.]

[blastedass]

[Gross. There's a huge difference between grabbing a fistful of chicken or fish guts and twisting them out of the carcass... and shoving his entire hand into a deer's stomach to scoop out a literal pile of entrails. He's seen war wounds worse than this, but his stomach still threatens to do a twist if he's not careful. Fuck... Disemboweling has to be done. Blindly carving inside the deer's cadaver with the knife, one by one connectors are hacked free and the respective organ sags upon its slimy pillow bunch.

His expression remains set in his usual scowl as he dumps some of the offal into Megumi's bucket. Tch, they don't have anything to put the cleaned organs on at the moment... He'll have to skin the deer somewhat to make a patch for Megumi to drop things on. Or the guy can take both buckets to the lake and do his cleaning there.]

I've cleaned fowl and fish but not a deer. Sometimes I roughed it in the woods with some kids when I was younger. [Camping classes and survival classes also gave him some hunting knowledge, plus archery club at school.]

[shadowdogs]

[It's uncomfortable handling guts and bloody organs of any animal, but what must be done, will be done. He briefly stands up to go look for another bucket, and he finds a smaller one, then packs up everything that can be washed and cleaned.]

I've only cleaned fish before. [When he buys it whole from the supermarket and it needs cleaning.]

Is there another knife? I can clean this up by the water.

[He's had the same idea that Bakugo thought of; he just wanted to collect everything before he goes, so he doesn't go back and forth twenty times. It's not a problem if buckets end up being heavy, he can handle it (or have his wolf carry them for him, he won't eat anything!)]

[blastedass]

[Unless Megumi's got a pig in there to go hunting for root vegetables and truffles, he's gonna be shoving meat down his throat during this stupid camping excursion. Bakugo indicates another knife resting on the edge of the firepit. A host of stones cobbled together in circle and forced into secure locks, suggesting he created it himself. Spent the majority of the first day making sure his campground was suitable for living and ready to tackle whatever he needed it to weather.]

Cut everything open or in half length ways. There's a cutting board on the side of the tent if you wanna slice it into strips. [Not the modern one in the tent's little kitchenette, but a rustic thing he carved out of a log.] Make sure you clean and scrub the insides and outsides to get all the crap out of it. [sometimes literally sorry] We can cook it in a stew, fry it, or dry it.

[shadowdogs]

[He does have an ox... but it can't find truffles. It's a big guy, who likes charging through things. And he can't summon it yet, with his cursed energy depleted the way it is. So perhaps, one day, he'll be able to summon it and destroy the Hotel?

He brings the buckets to the lake and then returns for the cutting board. It doesn't matter to him what kind it is; it's a useful thing.

It takes Megumi more time than usual to clean everything; aside from doing this for the first time ever, he's being very meticulous about it. But- it yields pretty good results regardless. Everything's properly washed, cleaned, cut up and placed in the clean bucket that he brings back to Bakugo.]

I think these are smoked most of the time, [he says, placing the bucket down. He then pauses, frowning,] Are there predators in this forest? [The blood of this buck and smell of fresh meat might lure them in if there are.]

[blastedass]

[Not much help with that then, huh. If Megumi wants to destroy the hotel, Bakugo will be right there beside him, yelling about how he destroyed more than him and faster! But for now, they're both stuck here playing camper in the woods and that means cleaning the meat for dinner. So get to it, Uni Hair.

While Megumi's at the water, Bakugo focuses on carving out the venison. Handheld things like legs and ribs are snapped free. The ribs he trims, then drops into the pot to start boiling. The legs he clears along the bone joints, drops the trimmings into the pot, and uses the bones as "holders" to stake near the fire to cook. They don't really have spices or herbs, so this is raw cooking.

Larger chunks of meat are getting skewered on a makeshift spit. Trying to cook the entire thing all at once via the pot and open flame + heat so they don't have to deal with trying to store it through the night. Guess some of this is getting smoked too.

Bakugo glances up when Megumi returns with what amounts to tripe. Offal tripe. The blonde looks a horror movie, splattered with blood and coated along his arms and lap.]

Not usually. The resort doesn't have wolves or lions in the Vale normally. [Key were there is "usually" since this is a new event.] If any show up, we'll eat them too.

[shadowdogs]

[He's done one hell of a good job carving up the buck. Megumi's honestly impressed. The things that are being roasted on skewers actually smell good. He might have an appetite for it... after a while, when the smell of blood washes off somewhat. Right now, he's fine with not eating anything for a while.]

I see. Still... [he gives Bakugo a worried glance over,] You can go wash up. Just in case. [If he were anyone else, he'd point out that he looks as if he went through a summoning ritual after being beaten half to death.] I'll watch the fire and the pot.

[And clean up around the campfire- the blood and whatever's left from junk and bones. If the Vale suddenly decides they need to be challenged to protect their food, well, he has a wolf to retaliate. Megumi's pretty reliable guy.]

[blastedass]

[Unfortunately the skewers are, like other things, rustic wood carved. He did his best to clean them as he shaped them, so don't bitch at him later if there's a splinter or some fleck of bark stuck in the meat. Get ready to trade the scent of blood for the cling of smoke. Bakugo isn't planning on eating for another half hour at least.]

Fine. He can have the rest if he wants.

[Megumi's wolf, if he wants to pick it clean or gnaw the bones. He knows the guy said the wolf doesn't eat. Does he trust him completely? Not really. Could be showing off or trying to appear less gruesome. Bakugo heads for the lake, keeping within sight of his camp and new companion for now. Won't take him long to scrub off the blood from his arms and clothes, even the latter's gonna stain. They don't have a host of clothes to trade out here, so he'll make do with what they've got. Like hell is he gonna rough it with fucking leaves and sticks...

With the deer, he and Megumi have enough two or three days comfortably. That's without adding vegetables or fruit.]

why are they... oddly domestic?

[shadowdogs]

[He's not dumb to blame him for something like that. He's happy that they will have enough food to push through the time they have to spend here.]

The Divine Dog doesn't eat, [he repeats, and starts cleaning up the camping place. He still summons it, just in case there are animals drawn to blood, and the dog, massive as it is, finds a vantage point on one of the rare rocks nearby, and lies down, surveying the surroundings while Megumi works.

There's not much he can do without a proper shovel to clean up the blood, but he does his best to cover it up with fresh soil. By the time he's done, the place does not look like they just butchered an animal here. He's crouched by the fire, watching it absent-mindedly when Bakugo returns, poking it here and there and adding sticks and firewood to it.]

because meg's calm and quiet and baku pretends he's calm and quiet

[blastedass]

[Crimson washes away into the water, dissipating in an attractive float to any aqua predators. He hasn't seen anything of the sort here, but won't put it past the resort to think up something nasty just to fuck with them. Piece of crap bird...

Yeah, yeah. Doesn't eat. So Megumi says. Dog's still a dog and if dog wants to mess with the bones, dog can mess with bones. It probably still wags its tail and gets happy when people pet it, so why the hell wouldn't it opt to gnaw on down time? Whatever, Megumi's summon. He finishes washing and chest the rest of himself for any missed spots. Nope. Made sure to keep his feet clear so he didn't have to wash blood off his shoes.

Bakugo glances around the campsite, noting the covered up blood and buried bones. Megumi made a proper grave. At least he kept the slaughter in a general area when he was carving it up rather than slinging it all over the fucking place. Something might come digging shit up tonight if it wasn't deep enough. Just means they'll be eating whatever messes with them.]

What's the last thing you remember from your home?

[Yes, he does ask this question to each newcomer.]

[shadowdogs]

[Megumi's appreciative that the blood wasn't all over the place during his clean up. It would've taken him way longer to put the place back in order. This way, it was done relatively fast, and they can take a break.

The Dog lifts its head from where it was resting it on its paws, when Bakugo returns, giving him a very long, inquisitive look, then settles back down, ears high and alert. Megumi looks at Bakugo when he asks the question, then back at the fire.

The last thing... Now, with nothing to do, as always, memories trickle back. He's been putting them aside to "deal" with it ever since he woke up, but there's no running from it.

The last thing... he remembers summoning Mahoraga. He was sure that when the ritual concluded, he would be dead. But he wasn't. Which is an immense problem in itself that he needs to deal with at some point.]

...Hospital. I think. We were on a mission in Shibuya that went horribly wrong. Someone gave me a briefing of what happened after I got incapacitated, and then- I think I passed out. [From pain. Physical and emotional. All the notices about Gojo, Nanami, Itadori's reinstated order of execution... He has to go back at any cost and stop it. It's his fault, after all.]

[blastedass]

[Should've set the rabbits to work on it. They'd bury the blood and bones deep and end up looking like something out of a B-grade terror flick about rabid rabbits eating deer. Or something stupid like that.

Tch. Wet clothes. He doesn't have the luxury of a hot shower and a change into clean dry ones. They only have a few resources here and he's not gonna waste them on gradual comfort. He's dealt with worse than this.

Is this piece of meat done? Nope. Kept somewhat further from the fire than the others, he uses it as a tester. Other pieces continue to boil in the pot, others smoke outside it, and others fry above the flames. Less than attracting wild animals from the woods, it might end up attracting over guests. Buncha greedy extras who didn't do shit to help get the meal.]

Ah. [Makes no damn sense to him. He only wanted to know if Megumi remembered.] When you leave this shithole, you'll wake up where you left off. Your time here means shit to your world. [Consider his life "paused" for him.]

[shadowdogs]

[He doesn't use his shikigami for everything! ...also, he didn't think about it. The task was mundane enough that he thought cleaning up the place himself would be enough. Besides! They have his dog sitting around, they'll be fineee.

If the smell of food drags other people in, Megumi too won't be too happy to share it with them, unless they share something in return (or it's someone he knows, then he'd share his own part, not Bakugo's, it's not fair). But, for now, it's just them in the camp.]

That's... [that sounds too good to be true. Time won't pass home while he's here?] That's very weird. I've never heard of something that can pause the flow of time completely.

[It is, admittedly, a good thing. He'd hate being stuck here, frolicking, while people at home have to deal with all sorts of crap.]

[blastedass]

[Uh-huh. If they ever get down to talking about their powers, Bakugo's gonna throw Megumi through the wringer. He's a closet nerd about abilities and he likes stretching people's thoughts about their powers. Half of it's cause he can, half of it's cause he wants to make sure they're at full strength before they end up sparring. Still, Megumi deciding to clean up by himself instead of tasking his rabbits on it while he kicks back... He can respect that.

Hell no. No one else is getting any of this unless they're in dire straights. (This is a lie. He's a hero. He won't let people starve.) But a lot of the guests are high ranks by now, so there's bound to be a good number for the lower ranks to share with.]

Who the fuck's heard of an inter-dimensional sex resort? [He seems to say something, but catches himself and swallows the comment down. Previous understanding got shaken a little, so he's re-figuring things.]

This place can kidnap people from any world, dimension, time, and hold them here without affecting the worlds they come from. [And Megumi's gonna go slack jaw over it having some time control? Please. It's a fucking parlor trick by now.]