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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!

▶ 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.

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sharaku toushuusai | Tengoku Struggle -strayside- | new player

[ukiyoes]

a. home on the range

[ Sharaku managed to nab some fruits from the communal offerings, but he can do one better than just eat them. That's boooring. So! He's making some nice, cold fruit juice.

...Actually, where did he get the ice? Oh, from the basket of frozen solid fruit. Neat! ...Wait, how-- (Ice powers.) The frosted over produce actually look really pretty, but unless someone wants the sting of frostbite from either the fruit or Sharaku, it's not a smart idea don't try to just grab one. He knows that they're not under any danger of being taken, so he's just gonna be chill (ha) while shaking a pitcher to mix it up. There are some extra cups and mugs on the table, which would mean... ]

If you want something refreshing, it'll cost you~ I'll take cooked food, an actual pillow, or... a night in one of those nice tents. That last one might get you a little extra, even.

[ He winks as he says that in a lightly suggestive tone. Someone picked up how this place operates (unfortunately). Or he's just... like that. Both? Yeah. ]

b. roughing it - lake time

[ With some basic skills, Sharaku made a net to do some extra efficient fishing. Trade off the extras for some other nice things, it was a nice plan. Except now he's using his net to catch some of the festive litter drifting about, frowning. Maybe people can ignore it to enjoy their lake time, but not him. Keeping his hair tied back with a serviceable, non-offensive bandana he found amongst the lost beachwear, he's doing some community service while knee-deep in the water, muttering under his breath. ]

This is disgusting. I'm sure it was a freaky pool party, but they could at least clean this crap up after?

[ He catches something in the water with his hand... and it's a fancy bikini top. Nope, it's just garbage without someone around to actually lose it. Yeet (into the trash net). ]

c. howling (not really)

[ Sharaku actually has a coworker/friend who transforms into a wolf, this isn't that weird of a thing to him. He'll never tell that coworker he's a good friend kind of cute in that form and it's really relaxing to brush out his fur. They just chill out, it's nice. That said, he never would want to have a power like Kiku's for himself, as he learns right now and partially transformed. He doesn't even get to be a wolf! ]

Ugh, really?

[ The curled tail behind him and the rounded shape of the ears atop his head would imply... he's a were-spitz or a were-pom. Some sort of cute dog. That's so humiliating. Frustrating even, because yeah he can feel the other side effects but doesn't want to deal with them like this. He has some pride! Whenever someone approaches him, his ears are low and so is his temperament. A fussy kind of pooch left out to fend for himself... ]

I don't know how animal hierarchies work and I don't care to learn, so beat it. I will bite.

[ "--and not in the fun way" would be what he'd add if he was in a better mood. It feels like he's running a fever, but more nagging in a way he doesn't want to handle the way it suggests. It's worse when he's already terrible terrible with heat thanks to an icy disposition. ]

d. wildcard option

[[ feel free to set up something else here or send this account a pm for some plotting! i also don't mind if these get into nsfw territory so long as there's some buildup. kinklist is here, and i personally would prefer the minimum age to be 17 (sharaku's physical age is 18) but otherwise, go nuts. ]]

a

[smokeandglasses]

[Well he is a 4 and his tent is shit, so that's not going to get him any free drinks. His cooking isn't the best either...]

...I'll burn down any competition that shows up. Fair?

[Ali is a businessman and should know better, threatening to destroy competition violates several laws, but it's warm and he wants a cool drink.]

[ukiyoes]

I hope by competition you mean other people coming up with selling drinks and not people who want a refreshment before you, because that's a bit of a--

[ Wait... He almost ran his mouth too far (cynicism), but Sharaku folds his arms, genuinely thinking about it.

...Actually, sure. but you have to answer one question.

[ He's actually already pouring a little bit for Ali. Not a lot, but a sample should help sell. And it doesn't hurt that much. ]

[smokeandglasses]

[He'll take that sample, thanks. He's truly suffering out here in the wild with limited food options.]

Yes, I mean competition. What is your question?

[ukiyoes]

[ Insert a thumbs-up. ]

By burn... do you mean you can use fire?

[ He's adding 2 and 2 here. Also pouring Ali some more. ]

The fire pit's really crowded right about now... and I just wanted to warm up this canned meat in peace. I bet it would taste better with some char on it, too.

[smokeandglasses]

...yes, I can use fire.

[This is probably safe to admit, there's plenty of people with powers here.]

I haven't tried cooking with my own fire before though. Usually I use it to light a cooking fire.

b

[incirculation]

[Clara tries to be where the people aren't. She wouldn't have dared come down to the lake when the orgy was going. However, it does pique her interest. She had a decent memory of splashing around in shallow water with the members of her group. She'd like to do so but upon seeing another person knee-deep, she keeps her distance. She waits. She watches.]

[... he's cleaning up the garbage?]

[The perceived sense of public responsibility makes her heart twinge.]

[Clara shrugs the flannel shawl off her shoulders, tying it to make a makeshift bag. Then she starts to pick up little pieces of clothing and discarded material on the shore. A discarded bikini bottom. Condoms of debatable used or unused status. An extremely dire-looking lost cock ring.]

[She quietly steps into the lake herself and Sharaku will abruptly find a woman next to him, offering her makeshift bag for him to empty the net into. A strange woman with a makeshift burlap dress, wildly messy dark hair, and skin as pale as the moon itself.]

[She's helping.]

[ukiyoes]

[ He's actually surprised his whining drew someone in. Complaining always works, maybe. He gives her a look over-- Maybe it's rude to think that yeah, this is someone who doesn't mind doing this stuff. As in a bit odd, but resourceful if she's got a homemade dress (he's still in the bathrobe with the sleeves tied back and the bottom hem hiked up). But he definitely wouldn't complain about that. ]

Oh hey...! It seems I was blessed with a helping hand. Thanks for helping this wet fish.

[ He gives her a charming smile, but it doubles as a grateful one too. He dumps his net of riffraff and sexy party favors in to her homemade trashbag. He does notice the flannel print... Oh, it was her bathrobe turned... shawl. Something decent. Unfortunate, but he really does appreciate the pitching in. ]

You seem like the quiet type too... Can I know your name, miss?

[incirculation]

[Clara would prefer to be somewhere outside the niche of "looks like she would pick up garbage often," but the burlap dress really does drag down the class of her image. Ultimately, she is just trying to help right now, rather than convince the man to think of her in one way or another.]

[(Although she judges in kind, that he has the kind of handsome face that doesn't always match a grateful attitude.)]

[She jostles the cloth so the trash settles in it more firmly. Fabric could be washed, if she really needed to. The stains that would accumulate inside the bag were distasteful but nothing that should ruin the material. While she checks how much more junk can fit before she'll need to return to the shore, she considers his question.]

[He's already correctly pegged her as the quiet type. It was safer to keep things like this. She shifts the bag to one hand and taps the out-of-place looking Watch on her wrist. It was strange how, no matter what dress or lack thereof this place put them on, the Watch on their wrist was a constant reminder of where they really were and what game they were meant to fulfill.]

[A faint blue screen pops up and she traces with her finger:]

Clara

[The text pixelates for a moment as translation occurs and a voice reads out that the young man can understand.]

And you, Mr. Wet Fish?

[A faint smile plays on her lips, teasing for someone who asked before offering.]

c

[trulla]

[ The irony of a were-dog meeting a were-cat is prevalent when Keqing stumbles into Sharaku, donning a pair of black, fluffy cat ears and a tail to match. A closer glance will reveal that her nails also appear to be sharper than usual to give the illusion of her having claws. Like him, however, she's incredibly embarrassed, and her reaction actually mirrors his almost exactly: ]

Ugh, really?!

[ How embarrassing. She's not thrilled about this, especially when she's transformed right next to a man who appears to have dog-like qualities about him. At least they're both just as disgruntled...though his response does nothing to stop her from feeling lightheaded, or her body from feeling any less hot despite the cold. That added heat is more irritation than arousal, though, and she frowns while her hands go on her hips. It may look a little silly, what with her new animal features, but still. ]

T-there's no need to be so hostile. [ Stay calm, Keqing. ] If nothing else, we should be working together to stay warm.

[ Listen, a girl is really damn cold. Ignore that the need to mate is slowly kicking in...which sure is a way to warm up, but it's one she's trying to not ask for right now. ]

[ukiyoes]

[ Okay, he lied a little but this isnt a hierarchy so much as knowing some basic common knowledge. Namely to say with a scoff. ]

You're asking for a hell of a lot from a dog, Miss Cat. We're supposed to be hostile.

[ But, even when he tries to make that rude in a "isnt it obvious we won'tget along" kind of tone... it comes out softer and huskier from fighting those similar growing urges within. Companionship, somr kind of contact... mating. Hello? What did he just point out, self??? This can't be a good setup at all. But he approaches her anyways. Dogs are stupid. They should know what are the risks...

But frankly, don't care sometimes. ]

...Are you actually cold?

[ Sharaku reaches out and touches one of her cat ears. Lightly, gently, but his fingers are definitely warm. His tail was just a little because why not, cat ears are kind of cute. This is also the kind of contact that she can step away from if she doesn't like it, he initiated as canine to feline interactions supposedlygo. He's giving her that kind of out because he doesn't want to be that shitty. ]

[trulla]

What, because we're a dog and cat? Come on, there's no need for that nonsense...

[ She trails off and clears her throat, because she finds it very hard to sound convincing with how close he's getting to her. His scent is, likewise, growing stronger, and Keqing finds herself feeling like she should back away, but she doesn't. Ugh.

Is she cold? Is she really? She was, certainly, but now with Sharaku standing right in front of her, touching her ears like this...

....... ]

Y-you...really should be more careful about that. [ She doesn't have it in her to sound bothered. It actually feels nice, if her reddened cheeks are any indicator of how pleasant a simple touch is right now. She is also pointedly dodging his question. Her ear twitches under his touch and she has to clear her throat again. This is so embarrassing. ]

That being said, it – doesn't feel bad.