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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

[laserguy]

[As Shanks continues to prepare his s'more, Scott just sits and watches, figuring that he really doesn't need to step in and help. If it becomes too much of a mess, maybe he'll assist, but it's clear that he's handling all of this just fine. He bites into his own treat, just because he can, enjoying the taste of his own work before Shanks gets his all ready to go.

And at last... the taste. The bite. Shanks smiling at him through a mouthful of chocolate and it's a little gross, but Scott just laughs and talks as well with his mouth partially full.]

Good, right? Welcome to actual culture now. Tell me, can anything compare?

[shanksyourfeels]

[ It is a little gross - sticky, marshmallow and chocolate getting everywhere, but Shanks just seems to take to it. ]

[ With wide eyes as he adjusts to the sweetness, Shanks shakes his head, lips trying to grin around his mouthful of s'more. When he finally gets it down, he chuckles. ]

What made you put those items together? [ He's sure he can tell his chef about it back home and he'll make something similar, easily. ]

[laserguy]

[It's all part of the experience, making a giant mess as they eat their s'more. Scott can see that Shanks is clearly enjoying it, heh, he's probably used to eating messily anyway. He's a pirate and stuff, that has to come with like unclean shit at times.

When Scott finishes his treat, he just rubs the leftover stains against his jeans because that's what they're there for.]

Huh? Oh, because uh, I was just testing ingredients around and melting a marshmallow over chocolate? Of course that would taste good. [For a moment, he almost forgot that he's the creator of s'mores. Not anymore.]

Hey, here's another dessert option... ever combined chocolate with peanut butter? Also another masterpiece of mine.

[shanksyourfeels]

[ Shanks is, it's true, used to being messy about food. All part of the territory. And he'll wash his clothes in the river, later. ]

It's true. Chocolate tastes good with just about anything.

That, we do all the time, back home. [ Shanks swallows down the chocolate and marshmallow, this time, before speaking again. ] You're not the only one who considered it.

They're a perfect combination.

[laserguy]

[Finally, a man of culture. Yes, chocolate is good with pretty much anything.]

Damn, guess I've come too late on that one, but don't worry, there's a lot more sweets I totally invented. [Is he sounding less believable by the second? Oh well. Scott doesn't care too much about keeping that up, he's just having fun and eating sweets and... it really is kind of nice. Despite this place being... this place.]

Have you ever tried dipping strawberries in chocolate? Actually not a bad combination, despite getting fruit involved here.

[shanksyourfeels]

[ This time, Scott's claim does get Shanks peering at him for a moment. ]

Out of curiosity, does if I've tried them before or not have anything to do with whether or not you invented them? [ He grins - no hard feelings on it, because it's something Shanks himself might have done with his daughter, sometimes, for fun. He even thinks it's funny he fell for the first one. ]

I have, in fact, dipped strawberries, and a great many fruit, in chocolate. And cherry sauce and cream.

[laserguy]

Hey man, what's with the sudden doubts? I'm doing you a favor here as the dessert king, some things are clearly known in other worlds and others aren't.

[He's losing him... he'll give one last try though! He folds his arms across his chest, as if thinking real hard about desserts that are common back home that Shanks may not have heard of before.]

Okay okay, one last thing that I definitely invented back home. Ever heard of cotton candy? That's my specialty, next to jello.

[shanksyourfeels]

Dessert king? I guess the world needed one of those. [ Very different from King of the Pirates, but some of Shanks' friends might still like hearing what Scott has to tell them. ]

I do appreciate your efforts.

[ He chuckles. ] We have both of those back home, but not a Scott Summers, that I'm aware of.

[laserguy]

Fine, well, I'm still claiming that I introduced you to s'mores and that's like, my best work ever.

[He probably isn't fooling him anymore, but whatever. That's really not important right now, what's more pressing is getting another marshmallow roasted because--] And that means I'm eating another s'more. You in?

[shanksyourfeels]

[ What matters, to Shanks, is the creativity, and the spirit of the moment. ]

You can claim that, and I might agree with you. [ Because, well, Scott did introduce him to s'mores. And Shanks is so having more of them. ]

Of course!

[laserguy]

[With that, he starts setting his poker to start roasting another marshmallow. He really is having a bit of fun during this whole 'camping' trip, although continuing on trying to be the king of desserts seems old and tired, so the teen figures to switch to something else-- a slightly more serious look taking a hold of him as he looks at Shanks.]

So, uh, haven't talked to you in a while. Everything going okay?

[shanksyourfeels]

[ Shanks starts up his own marshmallow, and he was having fun with the whole king of desserts bit, but he understands. ]

Well enough. [ That's the most honest answer Shanks can give. He's not going to dump his troubles on his young friend, as he's bad enough doing that to his friends his own age. ] I don't think you've seen my king suite, yet? You should stop by at some point. You have a standing invite to stay, if you like.

Yourself?

[laserguy]

Wait, you're a king?

[Has Shanks always been a king? Scott honestly can't remember, but he's definitely interested in seeing his fancy ass suite. It's honestly the personal bathroom that sounds like the best part of the whole thing to him; no more communal showers or toilets. And okay, maybe having a huge ass kitchen is cool too.]

Well, since you're offering, yeah I'll stop by. [Maybe he'll come up with some other dessert to make in the process.]

...But yeah, I'm fine. I'm doing a lot better I guess since the first time we met. [Small poke in the fire.] I adjusted here.

[Made friends. Really learn how to trust people.]

[shanksyourfeels]

Yes, since March. [ The multiple, personal bathrooms are lavish, as well. ]

Of course I'm offering. You're welcome anytime you please.

This isn't the easiest place to adjust to. [ He thinks it's good Scott did adjust, of course, but Shanks can't blame anyone for taking time for it. ]

[laserguy]

[Sweet. Not that Shanks isn't the only high ranking person he knows, but always nice to have multiple connections with 'royalty.']

...I've been here for almost a year now. The first month was really the worst of it I think.

[Even with his pangs of loneliness here and there, nothing was as bad as having two suits flare up at once and not really knowing anyone in this place. Now... there's a lot of people he can rely on.

He glances over at Shanks with a curious look.] But you've been here even longer, right?

[shanksyourfeels]

Only the first month? You did fairly well, then.

[ Good. Last thing Shanks wants is for his friends to be caught unawares without anyone to fall back on when their suit flares up. He has handful of people, himself. ]

[ His smile tightens at the question. Something he tries to avoid is thinking about how long he's been in this place, worried about his crew back home. ]

Going on two years, I believe.

[laserguy]

[His mouth lightly parts hearing that admission. Guess he's known that Shanks is one of the longer residing guests here, but he's forgotten it's been actual years for him.]

You've been here for really that long...?

[He wonders if it bothers him-- no, he knows that it bothers him, if judging by the subtle tense smile on the older man's face. Not that he blames him, it would be hard on anyone. Maybe he should leave it alone, but words surge up in Scott, mostly because they're things that he's thought of before.]

Do you think your crew is still okay back home? Or... they're waiting for you?

[shanksyourfeels]

[ Shanks stops for a moment and rethinks his words, then gives Scott a shrug. ]

Almost. Coming on two years shortly.

[ The next question makes him pause entirely. Shanks, then, pushes his lips into a hard smile. ] I would hope they continued on. They're aware of my plans. [ It worries him, makes him a little sad, to consider them waiting for him. ]

What about you, Scott? Anyone back home that might wait for you?

[laserguy]

[Shanks hopes that his crew continued without him...? So, he's accepted all this?

A flicker of uncertainty flashes across him at the question, somehow readable despite the glasses. Much of that earlier confidence has disappeared, leaving the young mutant to stare at the fire. Hard to think about s'mores or even enjoy the comfort of the flame when he thinks about home in this way. He wants to believe that everything will remain the same when he goes back, but.

Is that really true? What if they all moved on without him? Found a different leader?]

My... teammates. The X-Men. We're a team.

[A team that hasn't been on any official mission yet. A team that worked together once.] They're waiting for me.

[shanksyourfeels]

Any true team would. [ Shanks would say, if Scott believes it, they might surprise him. Sometimes, that's all a leader needs - faith and conviction. ]

[ But he has noted how Scott stared in the fire for a while, the uncertainty. He doesn't press, though, just eats his s'more for a moment. ]

[ As for himself, he hasn't accepted anything. It's that he and his crew have an important mission, so much more important than Shanks himself. When he gets back, he can easily jump right back in. He would never want to hold any of them back by not being present. ]

What do you and your team do, Scott?

[laserguy]

We're supposed to help people that need it.

[Saying it out loud like this, it almost feels silly. Because even though they did save the world from a maniacal mutant, they haven't done anything since then. They're still training, trying to work what it really means to be a team together, but they haven't shown what that is yet. They haven't gone out there like the Phantom Thieves or the heroes back in Bakugo's world; it just feels like a bunch of talk in a way.

Unless they have been helping out, doing the thing they are supposed to be doing. Just. Without him. He wouldn't want them to wait on him if it meant saving people that needed it back home. He knows that the right thing to do, but it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

Suddenly, the warmth from the fire doesn't feel enough.]

Mutants, humans. It doesn't matter.

[shanksyourfeels]

[ Shanks doesn't think it silly, at all. His smile is warm as he listens, eyes intent on Scott with a new found appreciation and respect. Especially since Scott doesn't care who he's saving, just as long as they need the help, from the sound of it. ]

Sounds admirable. [ He doesn't mention the whole - 'you do realize you're hanging out with a pirate' part. ]

That is what Marines back in our world are supposed to do. [ Of course, the well-meaning pure of heart ones set out to do just that, but it's complicated for other Marines, and some of them are just downright dirty. ]

[laserguy]

[His head tilts to look at Shanks, taking the pivot to this topic for what it is. Feels better than talking about his own doubts.]

Let me guess, they're a bunch of dicks. That's part of the reason why you're a pirate, right? Because they don't actually do their job.

[Maybe a little bit of blind belief because he thinks Shanks is nice. And he also met Nami and Sanji and others from that group and all of them have been so cool?? And kind?? It's hard for him to believe that they're just bad people. There has to be something wrong with the law enforcement there, probably.]

[shanksyourfeels]

Some of them are, genuinely, good people. But no, I'm a pirate because I was raised as one, and I loved the freedom. I wanted to be a captain to have more. To go wherever I wanted. See the whole world.

[ Scott's right about the Straw Hats, and Shanks, truly. He breathes in, eyes flickering to the ground for a moment. His voice hollows out when he speaks again. ]

But some of the Marines...they allow for the some of the worst lies to be perpetuated, in our world, and allow for some of the worst atrocities.

[laserguy]

[Well, nothing wrong with wanting to explore the whole world. He really hasn't heard anything from Shanks that is making him think initially from his original assumption-- emboldening the mutant just a little more.]

So, they are shit. At least the higherups. If they're supposed to be protecting people, they shouldn't allow any of that to happen.

[It's one thing to like keep trying and maybe struggling to keep up with everything, but another thing for them to just allow it to happen. Turn the other way.]