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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
▶ 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.
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▶ 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.
▶ 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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by the time kuya reaches the branch that getian is perching on, the bird’s feathers have fluffed up a bit in instinctual response to who might be considered a potential predator approaching with such fluid celerity. he does his best to soothe himself, thinking such a response rude, especially considering he’d just given the man an invitation to join him. one can’t do much about their instincts, though, can they? miemeng birds may not have many natural predators, as they can typically spot them before they might attack and simply avoid them, but it doesn’t change the fact that they could fall victim to such an ambush, were a predator wily enough to either evade their attention or trick them.
he would like to think that this stranger wouldn’t do such a thing. but, then again, he hasn’t looked very closely at his bones—perhaps he should, just to make sure…?
by the time he replies, his composure has for the most part returned to normal. ) They are not typically known for such a thing, but if they do make such an attempt, I could fly us away to a taller tree.
( if the fox didn’t mind being carried away by a very large bird for a little while, that is…
still, he doesn’t think it will be necessary. it would be a great deal of effort for a creature like a werewolf to climb up as high as they are in this tree. much easier, one might think, to simply leave them be and sniff out easier prey.
that having been said… a small group of transformed guests circling and pawing at the base of the tree they’re in does give him some pause. he watches them cautiously as kuya poses his question. )
“Corrupting…” ( getian tastes it on his tongue, feeling the unique music of the word, sensing the truth of its meaning buried within. he does seem to truly consider it for a long moment before shaking his head. ) Perhaps… though I believe it passes too much judgment upon those who find themselves changed. Once, I saw a number of people of a certain city changed into horses by the water they drank. It was no fault of their own; merely the misguided beliefs of the one who had enchanted that water.
( jiu niangzi had truly believed that those people would be freer and happier as horses, divested of the burdens of human life and given strong legs to run wherever they pleased. but, she was young, and she had understood the error of her ways when properly confronted. )
They are merely bent to the whims of the masters of this place. I would think it more pitiable than insidious. That, and… it is not such an uncommon thing here, ( he lapses into a short, uncomfortable silence before concluding with, ) unfortunately…
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I think we will be fine here. After all, I am not completely without defenses. I would rather choose to keep my hands as clean as possible. I'm sure you feel the same?
[ what a thoughtful creature getian is. yes, he's been around plenty of creatures that gained some semblance of a human form due to essence but he would say that getian might be the most unique of them all if he were cut from the same cloth. intriguing, magnificent, and best of all he's right within reaching distance. he would love to touch or take a feather to add to his collection. ]
Anyone who accepts a supposedly free drink, no matter their situation or condition, deserves what they get. As pitiable as it may be... one must be aware of even the most innocuous of things.
[ an eyebrow raises, his smile tilts into something lopsided. ]
Oh? Not uncommon? Then seeing as you are unscathed, you must be quite fortunate.
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( even more so than many others would be able to stand. when he had been intervening in the trouble in Pei City, getian had been blamed as the culprit by those in charge. even when they had tossed a net over his wings to entangle him, striking him with fists and the butts of spears to subdue him, he had allowed it without lifting his bone wand to defend himself. in truth, that had been because he knew doing so would only paint himself as even more villainous and guilty in the eyes of those misled humans. of course… he had only allowed this because he knew that their prison would not be able to hold him. he escaped easily enough later that night. perhaps this, too, made him seem villainous and guilty… but at least it did not shed any unnecessary blood.
he is indeed a very thoughtful type of bird—something like this tended to happen naturally when one only had their own company for several hundred years. being able to share those thoughts with others, and to hear theirs in kind, is a lovely experience that still manages to feel novel to him.
the Miemeng bird smiles thinly. ) It was the only river that ran through those plains. No, I doubt they had much more choice than those changed tonight.
( there are no arcane fluctuations for him to trace in order to pin down why the transformations are happening, but he hasn’t noticed any similarity in what they’d done before any of them changed. of course, the moon itself had changed… perhaps that was it?
he hums, looking at kuya with narrowed eyes and a soft smile. ) I could say the same of you, of course.
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[ does he look like a fox who enjoys getting his paws dirtied? fingernails that resemble claws, painted purple to match the same color of his hair and the fur of his tail, which he takes a moment to look down at to make sure they're still in pristine shape. he's not vain! no, he's just making sure that if anyone does deserve to have kuya in their presence, he's looking as presentable as possible.
letting his feet continue to dangle down, just like his tail, he's sure that any of the monstrous creatures below them would love to get a hold of him. who wouldn't? ]
I believe that luck finds us or we have to make our own luck. Which one defines you best?
[ perhaps conversation will be enough to allow kuya to scoot closer. subtle movements of leaning, feigning a need to get comfortable while perching on the branch. a way of testing getian's awareness, how apprehensive he may be toward having someone closer. he's not thinking about doing anything that might break this truce, but it's tempting just to see what kind of reaction he may receive once they're almost touching.
nothing wrong with a little touching, especially at the golden peacock. right? ]
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( there is the edge of something almost surprised in getian’s tone as he says this; he feels as though this is a rather uncommon opinion, given the way the world works. so many seem to resort to the simplest and most brutish way to achieve what they want, and that method often employs force and violence. for many hundred years, his solution had instead been “avoidance.” solitude, which he wreathed in the excuse of distance and neutrality. plausible deniability. getian has to wonder now, knowing what he does, if his people were in part called from their mountain out of a sense of guilt… or, perhaps, the weight of karmic responsibility. so many in their world suffered unkind fates, and they, as Miemeng birds, technically had the ability to save them from them. at great cost to themselves, certainly, but wouldn’t it be a noble sacrifice? to winnow away one’s eternal life, all to allow those which suffer beneath the wheel of their fortune to breathe easy at long last?
regardless. if kuya is truthful in what he says, then he is a rare kind—that, and birds of a feather with getian. he has neither interest nor desire in enlisting the use of violence, even if it got to the point of necessity. after all, he had allowed himself to be captured by humans, beaten, and thrown into their jail, all without raising a claw or casting an arcane skill to defend himself. of course, he had known he’d be able to escape later, further without bloodshed, but…
the fox poses an interesting question. as is his wont, getian considers it deeply. )
For a very long time, I was the former. I was content to be a passenger in my own life; a stone, around which the river of time and life flowed.
( but there’s something “unfinished” sounding in his tone which indicates that’s no longer the case.
he is, of course, aware of kuya inching closer. getian, who has treasured significant space between himself and others for centuries, is hyper-aware of such things. when something like this had happened in the Timekeeper’s suitcase, he had either guarded the other away or made his departure. but, just as he is describing now to kuya, he has tried to make significant changes in how he responds to things. the whole purpose of this place is to become close, right? physically, mentally, emotionally… intimately…
he decides he will give kuya as much leeway as he gave the humans who imprisoned him; of course, if he does anything untoward, he can always escape. )
As of late, however, I have decided to take more ownership of my own destiny. Ironic, considering I have ended up in this place, where there is not even a true sky to fly beneath…