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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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Comments

Re: apex predator.

[aureliasharr]

[The giant wolf tilts it’s head in confusion as it’s approached by Rosie, drawing her scent in but otherwise not reacting as she approaches. Even from a short distance away it towers over the smaller woman, and Aurelia has to lower herself slightly to keep her eyes on Rosie.

She’s honestly starting to wonder if wolves just aren’t scary, no one seems to see her as anything but a large dog… despite being a prehistoric predator more than capable of tearing a normal human to pieces. There’s just no survival instincts in anyone anymore.

She shakes her head as Rosie approaches, dropping the mouthful of snoggleboffs she’d been carrying back towards the camp out her feet and revealing that her fangs are stained bright red by the blood of the tiny creatures.]

[hasitsthorns]

[ By all rights, Rosie would be someone who should be scared. Unfortunately for Aurelia, she's just used to large creatures like this and finds them more fascinating than anything. How can she not? She also just, yeah, doesn't have much in the way of survival instincts.

She keeps her hands outreached and smiles still. ]

You're helping out? That's nice of you. Not everyone can hunt, after all. [ Maybe it isn't and just looking out for itself; she can imagine the direwolf needing to eat more than a regular one, after all! Still, it doesn't seem too interested in devouring the creatures for itself. ]

[aureliasharr]

[In the blink of an eye, the wolf’s fangs are snapping forward. Great maw of reddened teeth darting out to clamp tight around Rosie’s outstretched hand. Though if she manages to connect, she won’t even break the skin. She merely stares, seeking out a single trace of fear in the other woman’s expression.

She honestly isn’t sure what instinct is driving her, something stirring deep inside her mind and pushing her to get close to the other woman. Filtered through her own blood soaked thoughts, she’s just trying to get a reaction.]

[hasitsthorns]

[ While she does react, it's just instinct. The blond gives a small peep yet doesn't draw her hand away. Honestly, it's kind of her own fault if she gets bit? Which, huh. She does. The woman feels the pinprick of fangs that don't actually break her skin. ]

Woah. [ She finally says, giving a small tug of her fingers away. ] Alright, sure- You got me.

[aureliasharr]

[The wolf stares carefully down at Rosie, before letting out a huffing pant directly into her face. Carefully it releases her arm, only to lean around and over her and sink it’s fangs through her shirt. It takes some careful doing, but the wolf manages to scruff Rosie and pick her up and carry her off with it. Starting back in the direction of the camp.

Hers now.]

[hasitsthorns]

[ She wasn't really trying to call the wolf's bluff, but- She does appreciate not being truly bitten. The shift though is somehow more upsetting, honestly, and she gives a huff of small indignant squawk at being scruffed like some kind of pup. ] H-hey!

[ It's a weak protest as far as ones go. She doesn't actually fight the beast any beyond a small, half-hearted wiggling and huff of her own. ] I guess there are worse ways this could have gone...

[aureliasharr]

[The wolf huffs out a rumbling laugh, carefully carrying Rosie all the way back to the camp. It drops her infront of the low ranking tents, nudging her carefully with it's nose to ensure she dosen't fall over then sits down and offers a fanged smile, panting happily.

For a few seconds until it stops, goes as still as a statue, then it's head tilts and a monotone voice resounds in Rosie's ears as it's eyes glow. A woman's voice, sounding as though it's whispering to her]

The urge to carry you back to my lair is satisfied, but I am unsure what to do next. How inconvenient.

[hasitsthorns]

[ -Oh. Well! There are certainly worse ways this could have gone, she thinks again, once she hears that voice. It's soft as a whisper but not bad to listen to. Even if only in her mind, it's kind of nice. ]

Huh, [ is all she can say, at first. It feels a bit strange to be talking while the other person is apparently telepathically? communicating. But she doesn't really do awkward, so... ] Instincts are funny like that, I think. Sometimes you feel so compelled to do something, but then do it and are like 'Why?'

The answer is usually simple though! Like, I don't know. A collecting instinct? You just wanted to have a pretty object, maybe. [ She may be objectifying herself a little, sure, but also she means it. She's a pretty addition to anyone's collection! ]

[aureliasharr]

[The wolf tilts it's head slowly, stretching and beginning to pace around Rosie. A shimmer of green energy running across it's fur as it sniffs at her. The voice in her head whispers...]

Hmm. Yes, collecting. There is ...

[Somewhere between stepping into her blind spot and stepping back around, the wolf almost vanishes. Shrinking and shimmering over the space of a second to become a shockingly petite young woman, clad in a black dress the exact same color as the wolf's fur. Long white hair cascading down her back as she steps back in front of Rosie and reaches cold hands up to grab her cheeks. Gently tilting her head down to meet red eyes shimmering with just as much predatory hunger as the wolfs]

Historical precedent for such an instinct. And you are a remarkable specimen, beautiful and full of life.

[hasitsthorns]

[ That's not actually who she imagined, but that doesn't change things any for Rosie about the situation. She knows well enough than to judge someone by appearances alone. After all, most wouldn't presume her to be anythingbut pretty and that's the way she likes it.

Obviously, if how she perks up a little at being called 'beautiful' is any indication. The grab of her cheeks doesn't seem to bother her any as she continues to smile despite it. ] I like to think so! And I'm glad you agree.

[ She gazes up, so far unafraid and mostly just intrigued. Rosie wonders if the nice view of her barely covered cleavage from this position helps with her being a "remarkable specimen" any. Hopefully. ]

So- What does possibly being part of your collection mean?

[aureliasharr]

[Aurelia definitely appreciates the sight Rosie's low cut shirt offers, but her eyes remain fixed on the taller woman's eyes. Quietly delighted to watch her thoughts form and fade at such a simple compliment. The hungry smile on her face stretching wider to beat a hint of fangs.

Insistently, but gently, Aurelia pulls Rosie closer so she can keep whispering to her, the hypnotic power she usually goes to such lengths to restrain pressing in on Rosie. Easily resisted, if Rosie just looks away, but if not... A warm fog might fall across her thoughts. Render her just a little more pliable]

I suppose the classics. Hypnosis, drinking your blood. In deference to our surroundings, I will appreciate your body as well. Pleasure shared between us would be a lovely taste.

[hasitsthorns]

[ That is interesting, she notes, as Aurelia's gaze stays fixated on her face. Rosie doesn't take it any sort of way. There's still time and many other ways to entice. That hint of fangs she spots only adds a little to the excitement.

As an already fairly agreeable woman, she recognizes that warm blanket over her mind but doesn't fight it just yet. It's almost nice in a strange sort of way to be so... free of any thoughts beyond the present moment. She leans in to it - both literally and figuratively - and gives a small sigh. ]

Well, I have been told I taste lovely before. I guess I'll see if that applies to my blood too. [ So, clearly, she isn't bothered by the implications there in the least. ] Hypnosis though would be new. Though I admit I am curious what you'd make me do.

[ ...that she wouldn't want to do already anyway, she doesn't add. Between her lack of full clothes and this fun conversation though, she has more than a few ideas of what she's wanting herself. ]