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TDM 011
【 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!
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!
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!
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!
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.
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.
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 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.
OOC NOTES
▶ 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
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▶ 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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haa?! he never said he was concerned for anyone! he just doesn't want to deal with a bunch of whining dumbasses pawing at his tent or complaining to him they're hungry. besides, if anyone wants him to feed them, they're gonna put in some work to earn the damn meal. bakugo's not doing all the effort for them. hmph!
this guy beside him put in the work helping him hunt and take down the deer, so he gets to eat without a problem. besides, they still have to gut, skin, dress, and butcher the deer before they even get the chance to clean and cook it. so there's more to be done, and he'd better be fine sticking with bakugo for the entire process.]
We're gonna be out here for that long. [he doesn't know how long they'll be here for exactly, but...] These events usually last anywhere from five days to two weeks. [sometimes four, but those tend to be less extreme. he's betting this surprise boot camp is gonna be closer to two weeks. as for the salt...] Dunno if we'll find that much salt.
[the water here is fresh and he certainly hasn't found a salt pit.]
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he's fine with cleaning the deer. it's been a while since he's worked on an animal this size (frequent travels means small game is usually the better option), but he still remembers the mechanics behind it. besides, they'll want to get to it sooner rather than later, lest it start to bloat on them. ]
Maybe one of the other tents has some we could barter for.
[ he wouldn't be surprised. zenitsu had caught brief sight of the really nice setups down by the lake and had been struck by 1) jealousy and 2) how absolutely impracitcal they were. but they looked like the kinds of abodes that things like salt should be easily found. how are the people around here seasoning the food they're cooking anyway if they don't have at least that much!
he shifts the stick to his other shoulder as they make their way back to something resembling a path, heaving a deep sigh. ]
Two weeks? And people around here just... accept that?
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bakugo has every intention of cleaning the animals they've caught, but if this guy's got more skill at dressing down their game, he'll watch and take notes, helping out where he can. as proud as he is, the blonde's not stupid. ruining meat out of pride is a moron's action. don't think he won't demand this guy prove he's better though.]
There wasn't a fucking barrel of it on the supply group.
[do people have salt? yes. but he really doubts they'll have enough even in all the campgrounds combined to salt an entire buck, much less added quail and rabbit. guess they'll have to cook it if salting and drying it isn't an option. if they fry a bunch of it, he could pack the little fridge in his tent full and then dole it out over the next several days.]
Like hell we do! But unless you can punch a hole in a fucking dimension, there's no way out of the Vale.
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zenitsu hums faintly and eyes the deer hanging between them, and the myriad of others hanging off the stick bakugo's carrying with him. between the two of them it shouldn't take too long to get everything cleaned, especially the smaller things. it'd be nice if tanjiro was here, he was always quick with it, but it's not as though zenitsu doesn't know how to wield a knife against an animal. the already dead ones aren't even scary!
his eyes lift toward the sky as though there's a solid surface up there somewhere available for punching. ]
No, no dimension hole punching here. Though I wonder if Gyomei-san could get close...
[ he'd probably try, anyway. just for everyone's sake. ]
So how long have you been stuck here, then? It sounds like it's been a while.
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ironically, there is a solid surface above them. if zenitsu drove himself skyward at full speed, he'd splatter himself against a very unforgiving surface masquerading as sunlit skies. the guy in front of him already tested it. once controlled and avoiding an humiliating impact, once without his permission and thus very humiliating impact.]
If he's here, tell him to go for it.
[bakugo knows reality, but hell if he's gonna tell someone not to give it their all just in case. the forest slowly breaks open, revealing a rather impressive-sized tent in a clearing at the woodland edge. there's even a loft space in there for storage. a zipper door seals the tent shut, while two chairs rest folded on a rack at the wall. smoke drifts from a manmade fire pit dug from the ground and surrounded by stones. the tent's sturdy enough, but various handcrafted poles and fashioned branches have been dug into the ground and lean into others along the tent frame to fortify its structure even further. some of them are spiked. like a badass.]
A year and a half.
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[ which has been... unsettling, to say the least. he had a minor (major) crash out early in the morning over it, convinced that he had died and this is, in fact, his own personal hell: none of his support system is around and he has no idea what's happened to them. the actual worst outcome for his life, if he's being honest.
he nearly stumbles at the timeframe answer, eyes going wide as he stares at the back of bakugo's head. ]
A year and--
[ that's... that's a lot of time.
he sets down his end of the buck when they reach their destination and sighs, unceremoniously dropping himself onto the ground next to it. his hatchet comes back out as an almost palpable forlorn malaise surrounds him. ]
Should I get started on the buck or did we want to take care of the smaller game first.
[ oh the vim and vigor are gone. ]
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[fuck, some people don't listen! bakugo found out in a similar rush his first day here none of his classmates or teachers were here. waking up alone and abandoned in this shitty place, dragged out of a major incident in his own world, what the hell did they think he was gonna do? "oh" and carry on?! at least he didn't think he died; his last memory wasn't of impending death.]
Watch your feet! [felt that the wooden pole drops slightly, weighted by meat and prey, suddenly getting hoisted back up again as he makes sure it's secure on his shoulder and the guy behind him isn't dropping. shit feeling admitting the time frame too.]
The longest anyone from our "group's" been here is going on two years. [once they reach bakugo's admittedly-impressive tent, he assists in setting the buck and string of quail down, then heads to tend to the fire in his self-made firepit.] Get started on the buck. We can clean the birds after.