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!

▶ 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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Troy Dantes | OC | Returning character and player

[lakan]

• INFO:

[ A former black-ops supersoldier who specialized in battling supernatural entities, but after some years retiring from that life, living with his guilt, and denying his divine attributes - Troy has started fresh in a new planet called Midgard where he is asked to become a commander for its small defense force. He was in Golden Peacock previously when at the point of his life where he was just starting out as a commander, but now he's back after a few years into that role and has regained some of his older self. He leans less on his chill and relaxed self and more towards his commanding soldier side, but overall still a mellow fellow.

Troy is in his mid-30s as a heads-up, with a M/F lean. Info and kinks in his journal! ]

I. HOME ON THE RANGE:

[ Just outside of the wooden shed, Troy stands and watches the other guests around him as they collectively decide on what to do. The supplies aren't going to last, and there's too many mouths to feed. To the people of this world, he's only been gone for a little over a month, but to Troy, more than five years has passed in his home world. He remembers some faces, but only seeing some for the first time. Combined with his sudden return to this world, Troy can't help but feel a little lost on what to do next. He clenches his jaw, hands on his hips as he looks at the shed and to the people in the camp grounds. It wasn't until he gives a resigned sigh that he retreats to his usual instinct of being a man of action.

He strides towards the wooden shed, seeing other people in there among some supplies for fishing and hunting. ]

Alright, I'm going hunting. If any of you can keep up or just want to get your steps in, you're welcome to join me.

[ Despite his relaxed manner of speaking Troy is an experienced archer and a hunter. He immediately grabs a bow and a scant few arrows he can see, giving whoever wishes to join him a soft nod and a smile. ]

II. IN CAMP - WOOD-CHOPPING CONTEST:

[ Now this is interesting. He's experienced in wood-chopping as he regularly does it at home, so it is a tempting activity for Troy to feel more at home in this strange hotel. The large payout is just a nice bonus. He managed to scrounge up a snug t-shirt for this, with some shorts that could barely reach down his knees, so he's already kind of showing off his physique without intending it. Troy is quick to volunteer to join, picking up a splitting axe like it's second nature for him to hold it.

Troy splits some small stuff with ease; his experience showing in the precision of his form and the way the axe strikes accurately down the middle every time. Eventually he's asked to split entire log that is tall enough to reach his hips, and wide enough to compare to him. He chuckles at the challenge, taking the sleeves of his robe off and letting them hang around his sides where the waist tie is. Shamelessly showing his glistened physique and the scars that came with it, Troy chops down the middle with his axe. He expels his breath out loud with each drop of the axe. The strength of his back make each blow echo, with dust kicking off of the trunk from the force of impact.

Troy's chest heaves with his breathes, uttering some curses under his breath like he would during a hard training session. He chuckles quietly, wiping off the sweat off his brow and taking a breather to look at someone from the audience with a warm smile. ]

Hey, how's it goin'? I didn't get you with a flying splinter did I?

[ Get back on it, Troy. ]

III. IN CAMP - BEAR HUNTING:

[ Showing off his strength and physique earned Troy the role of bear for this game, making him feel some slight regret as he runs through the forest. Being a hunter, he can easily put himself in the shoes of the hunted. But when otherworldly powers are thrown into the mix, then things get complicated. He isn't sure what abilities the other guests have and how much of it they will use to get the promised big payout, so he treats this game a little more seriously than he should.

He makes use of stones or anything he can throw to create noises of distraction, throwing them against trees and making them bounce, or at bushes to make them rustle. Of course, this means his focus is going to be diverted elsewhere for brief moments at a time, leaving him open for cunning hunters. Feeling confident in his survival, Troy turns around only to find a net falling on him. ]

Oh come on!

IV. PACKING UP - FIRST AID:

[ He can't believe it's over. He'll be back to the hotel soon, with thoughts of how much of it has changed while he was gone sitting at the sides of his mind. Troy sighs as he watches the first aid tent, then entering it quietly to see other guests with light injuries that need attending. He talks to some staff and volunteers himself for duties that could use some hands, and he is assigned to wash up and bandage some patients by the make shift shower tent next door.

Troy shows up and meets his first patient behind the curtain. He clears his throat to announce his presence, and lowers his voice to a gentle timbre ]

Hey there. I'm Troy Dantes, just uh, here to help you wash up before we patch up your injuries. I'm coming in now, okay?

V. WILDCARD:

[ I'm open to other prompts or other takes of the ones above, so feel free to hit me with whatever or discuss ideas with me beforehand! I'm easily reachable at onlypuns or you can ask my Discord. I'm down for Troy transforming to a were-animal, or threading with one but I'm picky so let's talk that one out first please. ]

III

[smokeandglasses]

[If anyone asks, Ali is absolutely not participating in this "bear hunt" in any way, shape, or fashion. It is only coincidence that he happens to be in this part of the woods currently. He is not at all interested in any big, strong, burly men that might be playing the part of a bear for this.

But thankfully that coincidence means he's not far away when Troy gets caught in a falling net, and when he hears that familiar voice he hurries right on over.]

Oh hey, it's been a while.

[Ali's sense of time passing isn't the best, and in his mind it's just been a few weeks since they last spoke.]

[lakan]

[ Troy is grumbling while he's trying to get the weighted balls off of the ground on one side to create himself an exit, but hearing the footsteps coming towards him, Troy's head quickly shifts to the side and sees a familiar face who showed no ill intent. His frown dissipates as quickly as he noticed Ali, with his grumbling turning to a smile and a sheepish greeting ]

Ali? Oh hey! Been a while indeed. Years, even.

[smokeandglasses]

Has it really been years?

[He will study Troy's face carefully, looking for the telltale signs of aging. More wrinkles, grey hair, new scars, and so on.

Ali doesn't look a day older than the last time they spoke though, which may be interesting on its own.]

But regardless, it's good to see you. And it seems you need a hand?

[lakan]

[ Troy doesn't look any older than he was here last, but that's just being a superhuman does to him. Aging is different for him.

Troy can only shrug at Ali's words. ]

Thought this net was your idea, honestly.

[ He'd free himself; quite confident in his ability to get himself out of traps ]

I can answer your question better if I'm out of this net, so yeah. If you'd be so kind.

II. IN CAMP - WOOD-CHOPPING CONTEST: | Does Troy remember his time in the hotel before?

[shanksyourfeels]

[ Even for this, Shanks is still wearing his capris and a shirt, not that the shirt hides the fact his left arm is gone shortly after his shoulder. He prefers keeping that hidden, for personal reasons, but a cloak would get in the way of this.

He has far more experience with a sword, but his control with the axe is apparent, his strikes through the air clean and smooth. He requires more time setting up the logs, as he needs to put the axe down to do so, but whatever time Shanks loses, he makes up for in his swings, which split through the logs, then land in the stump behind with a loud, solid thunk.

When Troy stops, Shanks does as well, to grin. ]

Considerate of you, but not at all. Just so you know, though, as a pirate, it's tempting to see if I can get ahead of you while you've stopped.

He do!

[lakan]

[ Troy laughs, feeling as if he never left with how he feels at ease around his old pal. ]

It wouldn't hurt my feelings if you did.

[ The amount of logs chopped isn't the goal of this game, after all. But even if it is, Troy is a good sport like he always was. He puts his axe down to pick up a large log and holds it in front of him. ]

Wanna tell me what's been goin' on with you while I was gone?

[ Troy looks at the other contestants who are struggling, then casually rips the log with his bare hands. Really, he's just using the axe because it's the rules. ]

Y'know, give 'em a chance to catch up.

[shanksyourfeels]

[ Shanks just laughs, and laughs even more. ]

Impressive. [ He tilts his head to the log ripping. Something he just can't do, not any longer with the missing arm. But before the whole seabeast incident, well, of course he could, if he wanted to. In this case, he just, casually, places the axe next to his stump. ]

Not much has happened, though. Apparently, I vanished for a month. Thought I was making it back to my suite, got lost, and only took a couple of hours looking for it. But no. Turns out it was a whole month.

[lakan]

[ Troy gives a smile at Shanks and the audience for that feat of strength, which probably earned him more points than simply chopping wood. But he listens to his friend's words and nods, eyes flashing a little ]

Hey, me too!

[ He gives an excited point at Shanks ]

Gone for a month and pretty sure my old suite is given to someone else now. Shame if yours is gone, I loved that place.

[shanksyourfeels]

[ He laughs. ] I've been told that happens to people from time to time.

Fortunately, my suite is still in place. And you're welcome there whenever you like.

[ Shanks has, for now, forgotten they were chopping wood for points. He likes competition, but then it will be more fun to play catch up. ]

[lakan]

That's great, I'd love to drop by again.

[ Troy nods with approval, keeping his bright features and smirking a little as he continues to chop wood. The crowd demands it.

He kicks up a log on to the stump and makes it land upright. The weight of the log would require a strong, regular person two hands to even hold it, and their entire body to lift it. But Troy just flipped it with his shoes like it's a little water bottle. ]

You think it's because you were ranked King that you get to keep it?

[shanksyourfeels]

You're welcome by whenever you like. As long as I'm there to let you in.

[ It's that simple to Shanks. He'll share his space with anyone. ] In fact, my tent feels a bit lonely, too, if you want to join me for a spell.

[ He grins at Troy's ease with the log, then tosses another log in the air. He still manages to grab the axe in time to split through it, before it hits the ground. can't let things get too far out of hand here, after all. ]

Not sure. I just know I was lost for longer than a couple of hours, regardless of what it seemed like, to me.

You're plenty strong. Didn't realize that before.

[lakan]

There's not a lot of chances to show off in the hotel.

[ He shrugs, resuming his precise wood-splitting form. It didn't get the audience going since he's already done that, but right now Troy doesn't really care for that. Catching up with Shanks feels more interesting and rewarding than winning the contest. ]

And I just might take you up on that. You got some good drinks in there or did our not-so-invisible staff overseers skimp on you too?

[shanksyourfeels]

Fair point. But you and I...when things are normal once more, we should spar. We can still do that in the hotel. And I need to keep in top form.

[ Just to show he's no slouch, or making this off by mistake or out of conceit, Shanks puts down the axe to toss up a trunk, then grabs the axe to split the trunk before it hits the ground. ]

Sadly, the liquor is lacking on this venture. I'm making some wine out of berries we found, though, if you want to help me experiment with it?