TDM 12

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

As a token of appreciation to all of our guests, the house and resort have worked in collaboration with the all powerful system that transmigrates souls between worlds to bring you a special excursion! All are invited to participate in our limited time event, Tits out! A Sex Dungeon! where guests can shop, craft, adventure, treasure hunt, and battle.

During this event, sexual encounters with WILDCARD guests are worth double the payout, so please keep an eye out for our new arrivals! Other supplies, such as typically banned weapons, are also available.

We appreciate our low rank guests temporarily adjusting their living quarters to accommodate this delightful experience. Extra thanks to you for your generosity! 】

WINDING MARKET

A ROOKERY COMES SPRAWLING

A CHARMING MARKET

► The Rookery floods the main lobby and begins construction on the eve of November 15th. This wandering group of merchants has decided to set up shop! From November 15th through January 1st, the Rookery will be operating a marketplace on the ground floor of the Golden Peacock. This marketplace operates at all hours and does not close.

► This once luxurious lobby has transformed into a rustic market. Wooden shops line the walls where eager merchants promote their wares. These little stores are stocked with handcrafted goods, specialty products, and artisanal treats. Unlike general Golden Peacock establishments, shops in the marketplace are willing to haggle and trade.

► Not all of these booths are occupied. Guests interested in selling their crafts or services are welcome to open up shop. The merchants of the Rookery will also hire resort guests looking for work.

CEDAR AND PINE

► This simple marketplace embraces small town charm. The scents of wood and pine meld with freshly baked bread and leather. The echo of a blacksmith striking metal resounds through chatter and laughter. Shopkeepers call and wave from their booths to lure in potential customers.

► Weather simulation has been introduced to the first floor. Snow falls from an artificial sky dotted with lights. This snow looks, feels, and tastes like the real thing. The temperature correspondingly drops to a brisk chill, so bundle up!

► Merchants decorate their shops with winding ribbons, baubles, and bells at the beginning of December. A massive pine tree graces the central square and patrons are invited to decorate it with sparkling ornaments.

Rumor of a gifting tradition spreads, with merchants jumping on board to offer gift wrap with every sale. If you don't give someone you care about a thoughtful present then you must not really like them at all!

SPECIALTY SHOPS

LIMITED TIME WARES

PREPARE FOR DUNGONEERING

► One of the biggest stores in the marketplace is the armorer's shop. It isn't safe to go adventuring in an unexplored dungeon without protection! Come one, come all. The best armor in town is here. The marketeers in the armorer's shop swear their supplies are the best in the business. Well-crafted! Quality materials! Enchanted to ward off the elements!

All available armor is extremely slutty. Every piece has been styled to emphasize the wearer's assets and barely covers anything. Tight, sexy, and functional. Isn't it a win/win for all? Let those tits battle and breathe!

► Guests that follow the sound of clanging metal will find the blacksmith. The front of the shop offers a basic selection of knives, swords, and shields for purchase. While the quality of these weapons is mediocre at best, guests may not want to pass up the opportunity to purchase a weapon while the house is allowing it.

Weapon aficionados may meet with the blacksmith to discuss enhancing the current selection. Special materials can be found in dungeon chests or collected from monsters to improve weapon quality. Guests willing to collect these materials and have the chips to spare can commission superior products.

► Several leather shops are competing for business. One specializes in enchanted leather pouches, another focuses on offering high quality boots. Leather journals make beautiful gifts. What lasts longer than leather clothing? Nothing! Or how about a leather hair accessory for that person with long, flowing locks?

Those browsing through these many leather shops best keep their wits about them. Not all of them are selling real leather! Some greedy merchants are trying to pass off plastic junk as the real thing. A few bold charlatans willing to lie about enchantments to customers that appear uneducated about magic. Do your best to not get swindled!

DRIED AND BAKED SUNDRIES

► The dried goods shop is the most popular amongst adventurers. Those preparing to head down into the dungeon can't leave without supplies, after all! One can find a broad selection of jellies, jams, preserves, cheese, jerky, nuts, and seeds. While they aren't the tastiest, they'll survive for several days in a backpack, which is exactly what every adventurer needs!

► The universe-renowned baking mogul, Mama Brot, has opened a shop selling her famous pretzels. These soft pretzels, nicknamed breastzels, come in both sweet and savory variations. They are deliciously plush and melt in the mouth. It's said that one bite of one of her pillowy breastzels will send you straight to heaven. Dessert and bread connoisseurs cannot miss out!

Guests eager to get their hands on some of Mama Brot's breastzels have their work cut out for them. The shops restocks with fresh breastzels every morning, but the line to purchase starts queuing two hours beforehand. Supply runs out quickly every time Mama Brot decides to whip up a new batch. Good luck!

► Small bakeries peppering throughout the marketplace kick off December with a flurry of decorated cookies. Guests will find cookies and biscuits cut into different shapes, painted with icing, smeared with jam, and drizzled with chocolate. Hot chocolate booths also pop up, their baristas encouraging guests to gather and enjoy the snow by the center market tree with a cozy drink.

JOBS & QUESTS

A MAKESHIFT TAVERN

CALLING ALL ADVENTURERS: A SLAYER QUEST AWAITS!
Are you looking to make big coin? Do you have the strength and endurance to take on the dungeon? Then we want YOU to join our guild's quest to sLay!

The dungeon is teeming with sexy monsters that need sLaying. All you need to do to sLay is to fuck them real good! Once satisfied, these sexy monsters may drop quality loot. Join in the hunt to sLay and consolidate drops with our guild! We're happy to make trades or buy.

Yaaassss sLay all day!

JOB POSTING ONE! BIG PAYOUT FOR EASY WORK!

I am a pharmacist looking for some brave adventurers willing to go down into the dungeon and collect dongle flower milk for me. I need at least 10 bottles! This is an important ingredient in one of my popular prescriptions. I am not athletic enough to go get it myself and my supplies are running low.

Please deliver all dongle flower milk to the medical shop in the northwest corner of the market. Please note, I need FULL bottles. Do not skimp or I won't pay!

JOB POSTING TWO! HELP A WOMAN'S GROWING BUSINESS!

I am a young lady looking to expand my make-up business. I heard rumors that there's water in the dungeon that could make an AMAZING base for make-up products. But it sounds like it's super scary in there and I don't want to go. Please, someone, help!

You can bring all bottles of dungeon water to the make-up booth in the southeast corner of the market. I'm willing to pay in chips or trade some of my current products. My face masks and nail polishes are really good!

JOB POSTING THREE! PLEASE DON'T ASK WHY!

Hello. I need many dungeon slime cores, so I am looking for everyone and anyone willing to go slime hunting and gather some for me. We can negotiate pay based upon the number of slime cores brought. Do not inquire what the slimes or their cores are needed for.

Please bring all slime and slime core deliveries to back door of the Dried and Baked Sundries shop. Thank you!

JOB POSTING FOUR! I WANT COLLECTABLES!

If you're going into the dungeon, I want collectables. If you find that fabled treasure room, bring me back something cool and shiny. I'm willing to pay good money! I don't care what it is as long as it's hard to get and I can brag to my friends about it.

You can find me drinking in the tavern. I'll be wearing expensive velvet and a tiny hat with a feather.

PULL UP A CHAIR

► As a watering hole for adventurers looking for a place to kick back and relax with a hot beer, the tavern is a hot spot at all hours. Crude and sticky, there's never a dull moment at this establishment! Fights break out every night, drinking competitions are the norm, and it's the best place to gather information.

The tavern doubles as an inn, offering a dozen rooms above the bar for adventurers to cool their heels. A night's stay is relatively cheap and costs only a handful of chips.

► Guests can pick up jobs and quests from the tavern's request board. Postings vary in difficulty and payout. Anyone is welcome to pick them up and they can be completed for as long as the dungeon is active.

► Jobs and quests can be completed through the dungeon prompts below. They may be done multiple times. These job posters need a lot of supply!

► Guests can also list their own jobs and quests to the tavern's request board. While the board is typically meant to attract adventurers for hire, guests can advertise their own services this way. The bartender really doesn't care what goes up. She's too busy breasting boobily behind the counter in a corset that hikes her cleavage against her throat.

A WHOLE NEW BASEMENT

GOOD LUCK, NEW ARRIVALS

A TRENDY RENOVATION

► Low rank guests will be delighted to find that the basement has been completely renovated! Basement and maintenance floors have been converted into a realistic dungeon complete with gray stone, torchlight, and the echo of crawling monsters. Low rank suites have been temporarily adjusted to match the aesthetic.

► The communal bathroom has also been styled into a medieval latrine. Low rank guests can now enjoy bonding together over a communal trench and chamber pots. A helpful sign has been posted on the door advising guests to be wary of slimes coming up through the piping.

► Low rank guests that aren't happy with their living arrangements can check out the rooms above the tavern. They need only chat with the bartender and pay a fee for each night they wish to stay. It's up to them whether or not they think a dungeon filled with monsters or a raucous tavern is better for their beauty sleep.

NEW ARRIVALS

► New arrivals find themselves waking in various locations throughout the dungeon. Unlike low rank guests who have dungeon suites, new arrivals wake randomly in the upper and lower levels of the dungeon. Anywhere is fair game.

► New arrivals are considered dungeon monsters. In fact, wildcards are the number one hunted monster for the extremely popular sLaying quest! They'll have to keep on their toes if they don't want to be sexily sLayed.

► Stepping away from resort standard, wildcards wake dressed to embody their role as an erotic dungeon monster. The house knows that its guests have eclectic tastes, so monster costumes range from skimpy strategically placed furs to full body suits.

► What are dungeon monsters without drops? Wildcards will also wake with a pouch of valuables for adventurers to collect. These items can vary from useful ores, gemstones, and chip vouchers to random items like condoms, vegetables, and shiny rocks.

UPPER DUNGEON

START THE DESCENT

FLOOR 1

Heading down the stairs from the marketplace leads to the first floor of the dungeon. This is where all low rank suites have been condensed. Corridors are generally dry and well lit, with twisting ivy and torches lining the walls. Some guests say that it’s an improvement over the previously dreary, dirty basement.

Only a handful of monsters are brave enough to come close to the surface. The ones that do have low IQs and are easily defeated.

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► Barrels, crates, and chests can be found in corners and intersections. Low value materials, like perishables and basic clothing, can be found inside. This may or may not include the personal items of low rank guests misplaced during renovations. Whoops!

Watch out! Mimic chests love to hide amongst these crates. Opened mimic chests chase nearby guests, desperate to thrust their slimy tongues into any reachable orifice. They’re also quite dumb, happily repopulating areas where other mimics have been beaten. It isn’t uncommon to find a new one where an old one had been just yesterday!

► Sprigs of mistletoe grow over doors and dangle from the ceiling. Nothing happens when someone passes alone. The enchantment is only triggered when two or more people intersect. Those who cross under the mistletoe may find themselves unable to leave its proximity. As if an invisible bubble has appeared, attempts to leave will be rebuffed.

The mistletoe enchantment can only be broken by kissing. Some mistletoe may be satisfied with a brief kiss while others may require its victims to use tongue. Get ready for some smooching!

FLOOR 2

Multiple stairways across the first floor lead down to the second. As guests head down, they will find the temperature dropping and light dimming. The stairwell opens up to a reveal crumbling archways, staggered levels of ruins, and rich moss blanketing over stone.

This dungeon floor has several gaps between ruins and multiple pockets of open space. Old wooden bridges creak in the wind. Leaves flick across, carried on steady breeze. Treasure chests and harpy-like monsters can be found throughout the ruins.

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► Adventurers need to cross multiple bridges to make it to the next portion of the dungeon. However, they will find that they cannot cross these bridges alone. All bridges in this area vanish the moment someone steps out solo. Luckily, falls to the ground are cushioned by a thick blanket of moss.

Adventurers must step forward together, hand-in-hand, in order to cross. Guests that stop holding hands while crossing, hesitate, or mistrust one another will find the bridge vanishing from beneath their feet.

► Wind speeds spike dangerously at random intervals and send the floor into sub-freezing temperatures. During these times, it is advised that adventurers take cover, because they might end up blown away. There are sporadic abandoned campsites in caves and alcoves where guests can wait out the wind.

These campsites serendipitously offer a cozy bedroll. One cozy bedroll. With howling winds knocking out torchlight, the only way to keep warm is to cuddle up and share body heat. Oddly enough, the furious winds only calm down after adventurers snuggle. Weird!

FLOOR 3

Lush vegetation dominates the third floor. Pathways are challenging to follow beneath overgrown flora. Ancient trees twist between crumbling pillars. This dungeon forest is teeming with sexy floral monsters that blend with the brush and provoke adventurers with sensual whispers. Isn’t it amazing how accurate they are in pinpointing your kinks?

Monsters on this floor love to tease and fondle guests passing through. Adventurers cutting through the forest may end up groped by branches, leaves, and flowers. Or more! These floral monsters can get very handsy.

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► Treasure chests can be found throughout the dungeon forest. The floral monsters will try to protect them, but none of the monsters in this area are particularly strong. Wood nymphs seduce guests away from chests and vines will lash out to slap their hands. Chests on this floor are valuable, offering high-quality potions like elixirs and panaceas.

Not all potions are good. Some bottles are decoys that cause unwanted effects. The three most common decoys are love potions, hatemance potions, and flora potions.

LOVE POTION: A magical liquid designed to make the person who drinks it fall in love with the first person they see.

HATEMANCE POTION: A magical liquid designed to make the first person who drinks it fall into hate, coupled with passionate sexual desire, for the first person they see.

FLORA POTION: Liquefied chlorophyll designed to temporarily transform anyone who drinks it into a sexy monster. Monster need not be plant-based.

► An invasive species, the dongle flower, can be found in large number in the center of the forest. This flower’s fleshy petals phallically cone into one another and stand erect from a small cluster of leaves at its base. This flower is mostly known for its milk, which can be collected by pumping its petals. Those unfamiliar with this breed of flora may mistake it for a human penis, but closer investigation will confirm that it is indeed a plant.

Getting to close to the dongle flower comes with risks. This flower is notorious for ejaculating its milk when stimulated. Dongle flowers in close proximity may trigger one another and cause a chain of milk ejaculations. Dongle flower milk has analeptic properties that heighten virility, sensitivity, and sex drive. The more milk, the more potent.

LOWER DUNGEON

HALFWAY DOWN

FLOOR 4

A slope leads the way down to the fourth floor. Adventurers must be careful with their footing to avoid taking a spill because the path is steep and uneven. Why are these stones sticking up so much, anyway?!

Guests not watching their step may end up triggering a trap. After a trick stone sinks beneath their weight, a rumble echoes throughout the dungeon. This echo the ominous prelude to a giant boulder crashing down and rolling after them! (There is a nipple painted on the boulder.)

Those that don’t want to get squashed by the boulder may have to throw themselves off the ledge. Depending on where they decide to jump ship, they will end up in a different chamber designed to test their mettle.

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► CHAMBER ONE: An unfurnished room with no windows or doors. This chamber is deep, making it difficult to try and scale the walls back up to the path. Lone adventurers will end up stuck until someone else joins them, because the trap will not trigger until two or more guests are inside.

Once at least two guests are trapped, spikes spring from two opposing walls. They slowly begin to close in and a booming voice declares: BE EMOTIONALLY VULNERABLE OR DIE!

The floor will give way for guests that comply. Those that do not and cannot get out of the room on their own will be spiked. They may escape with injuries or die. If the latter, they will revive in the Broken Wing clinic.

► CHAMBER TWO: This chamber is divided into multiple parallel rooms. These rooms are designed to facilitate a specific kink between the guests trapped inside. They might be furnished with toys or vacant with only a gloryhole in a partition. Regardless, every room has a door locked shut with a bulky padlock.

After two guests have entered a booming voice declares: EXPLORE KINK OR REMAIN TRAPPED FOREVER!

Padlocks will drop and doors will open for guests that comply. Those that do not are doomed to be trapped forever… or figure a way out through demolition. That disembodied voice is going to be really salty when adventurers realize that last option exists.

FLOOR 5

Water commands the fifth floor. Adventurers must tread through dark and damp tunnels that lead into flooded chambers. Pools and rivers run throughout, with some areas reaching depths of 50 feet. Treasure chests are submerged but are worth the effort, offering ores, metals, and rare stones that can be used to enhance weapons with the blacksmith.

Reverse mermaids live in these waters. They enjoy swimming alongside adventurers and spreading their legs to show off how good they are for fucking.

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► Slimes ooze along the ceiling and plop into the water. They float along like jellyfish, but will direct themselves toward adventurers they sense nearby. Slimes vary in size and color, though the majority are small enough to cup between two hands. The mother slime, a giant slime hidden deep in the depths, occasionally appears to absorb adventurers into her gelatinous body.

Small and deceptively cute, these little monsters are attracted to adventurers and eager to ooze all over them. Different colored slimes and their secretions cause various physical reactions. Slimes can be mixed to create combination effects.

CLEAR SLIME: Clear slime is an aphrodisiac that can also be used as a lubricant.

PINK SLIME: Pink slime amplifies shyness and embarrassment.

PURPLE SLIME: Purple slime triggers sexual aggression and sadistic tendencies.

YELLOW SLIME: Yellow slime may enhance dominate or submissive inclinations.

MOTHER SLIME: Secretions from the mother slime trigger a breeding rut/heat. The more contact one has with the mother slime, the more intense the rut/heat.

► The water in this dungeon has unique properties. Adventurers that soak for long periods of time may find their skin clearing up, their hair becoming shinier, and their features becoming dewy and radiant. This water is imbued with beauty magic that intensifies the sexiness of those who drink or bathe in it. Everything they do, even sneezing or scratching an itch, will be tinted in a pink glow of attractive glamor.

Guests that soak for too long run the risk of becoming powerfully distracting. Beauty can be bewitching, so take care to not charm other adventurers into becoming obsessed admirers, lest you become an unwitting Helen of Troy!

Drinking the water comes with an additional potential side effect. The drinker's voice has a 25% chance of becoming hypnotic. They may be able to entrance others or cause them to orgasm through dirty talk alone.

FLOOR 6

Drying off won't be a problem after getting down to the sixth floor! The temperature jumps to a sweltering degree and light glints off silvery glass. Orange and red flicker and dance. Stepping into the yawning mouth of this massive floor reveals a giant pit of blazing fire beneath a twisting mirror maze.

Muscular minotaurs prowl, prepared to kidnap adventurers and whisk them away to their dens. This maze is also equipped with traps and enchantments designed to redirect guests back to the beginning entrance. Adventurers will need to use creativity and ingenuity to navigate this labyrinth while battling intense heat.

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► Guests can take cover in small chambers at maze corridor intersections. These rooms are also sweltering but, happily enough, there are magical air conditioners available! Two plates on opposite sides of the room must simultaneously be stepped on in order to activate the ice enchantment.

Comfort comes with a price. Something strange happens when magic sparks: the adventurers standing on the activation plates have swapped bodies! They won't be able to switch back immediately, either, because the ice enchantment has a cool down period. Their options are to either wait it out or go find another room with an unused ice enchantment!

► Adventurers that successfully navigate their way through the maze will find a long corridor leading to a massive shining door. They've found the exit down to the treasure room where riches upon riches are waiting. Money, money, money!!

Guests that let their guard down while walking to the door may end up shot with an arrow! In classic dungeon fashion, holes in the wall open and launch arrows all the way down to the entrance of the treasure room.

Getting shot by an arrow will trigger lust at first sight! Forget about everything else and look at your fellow dungeon crawler. Aren't they so erotic? Don't you really want to fuck them right now and forget about all that treasure? Or perhaps they're still rocking around in your swapped body. Isn't it suddenly tempting to fuck yourself?

TREASURE ROOM

IT DEFINITELY ISN'T CURSED

FLOOR 7: THE BOTTOM FLOOR

The final floor of the dungeon is a massive chamber glittering with precious gems, metals, and enchanted valuables. Piles and piles of gold coins are stacked as far as the eye can see. Treasure chests line the walls, overflowing with sparkling jewelry. Anyone that’s ever wanted to swim in piles of gold can finally make their dream come true.

Guests can take whatever they can carry. They have to make their way back up through the dungeon with it, so hopefully they came prepared!

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► Brave adventurers that managed to come this far deserve worthwhile gains. Those who enter the treasure room are welcome to pick up special treasures from the following selection. None of these items are game breaking, so players can pick up multiple or mix and match.

ECHO STONE: A small stone that fits in the palm of a hand. When tapped, it sends out a soft pulse that outlines nearby exits, hidden passages, or alternate routes in shimmering light.

EARRINGS OF FATE: A matching pair of diamond studs. If shared between two people, the wearers can sense each others’ location all times.

CLOAK OF INVISIBILITY: Shimmering silver fabric as smooth as water. Wearing this cloak grants invisibility.

THONG OF BRONZE: A bronze thong. Wearing this thong increases power, endurance, and speed, but only when worn alone.

RING OF PROTECTION: A simple gold ring enchanted to protect the wearer. While this is useful during battle, it also can act as birth control and prevent sharing diseases.

CLICK LOCK LOCKET: A simple golden heart-shaped locket. The wearer can open the locket and give themselves temporary body modifications for up to two hours at a time.

MECHANICAL MOUSE: A mechanical mouse that registers its master with a drop of blood. A little friend that can scout, transport small items, and fit into tiny spaces.

BRASS COMPASS: A small brass compass with delicate gears. It doesn’t point north. Instead, it points to the carrier's deepest desire or the object they seek the most.

FEATHER OF FLIGHT: A delicate feather that feels lighter than air itself. Grants the ability to fly for a short period but the user must have it in their possession and activate it. Works in bursts, such as allowing them to jump across wide gaps or avoid a deadly fall.

HAND OF LUCK: A small, silver broach shaped like a human hand, fingers outstretched in a gesture of good fortune. The hand grants increased luck to the user, influencing dice rolls, odds, or even the outcome of risky decisions. However, it only works once per day. When it activates it may make other things worse.

► An iridescent door glitters at the back of the treasure room. Written on an aged scroll pinned to the wall is an explanation that this door can send adventurers home. They will have abandon their companions for this opportunity, because one who uses the door must pass through alone. The scroll explains that the door will only work once within a span of several hours, making it impossible for anyone else to immediately use it. There is also the risk that it will never work again.

Of course, the door isn't really sending anyone back to their world. Guests that decide to take the leap will find themselves walking straight into their suite upstairs. The scroll didn't specify which home!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; anonymous; aphrodisiacs; BDSM dynamics; body swap; breeding kink; classic tropes; costumes; cum play; dubcon; death; enchantments; erotic plants; erotic monsters; entrapment; hypnotism; noncon; temperature play; traps; weapons; violence; voice kink

▶ 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 November event and is designed to provide content for players through the mods' December break. The marketplace and dungeon will ICly conclude on January 1st.

▶ 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!

▶ 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

Aza Toma | Jigokuraku/Hell's Paradise | 2♣ | current character

[fraternallyyours]

floor 1

a. misplaced items
gen; potential but avoidable references to incest

[At first, he thinks, well-- this isn't too much worse than the basement rooms already were. ...Even if he's certainly going to miss the modern plumbing, for however long the change lasts.

That relative acceptance, however, doesn't last long - the first blow coming when he finds one of his meticulously kept notebooks missing. He rushes to find it, of course, but... that's no guarantee that, whenever he locates it, someone else won't have already found the seemingly innocuous book stashed in a crate somewhere. If they happen to open it, the contents will fall into one of two categories: It could be pages upon pages of recorded information about the resort and its inhabitants (maybe even the reader themself, if they happen to know him!), half of it apparently encoded, and what's readable dry and judgmental, or... they may have picked up a personal journal. The latter will be comprised almost entirely of chatter about someone referred to only as "brother", the tone sometimes troublingly adoring.

In any case, the instant Toma sees someone else holding it, he stops short - and then strides toward them. Menacingly.]

Put that down.

b. mistletoe
optionally nsfw

[By this point, Toma is feeling... marginally more in his element. Most important, of course is the fact that finally - finally, after months in this hellhole - he's gotten hold of a weapon.

...He won't say a proper weapon, because the sword is honestly a little bit shit? Still it's better than being completely unarmed, and the comfort with which he wields the blade speaks to a confidence and familiarity beyond his self-assured carriage day to day. It's certainly more than enough for cutting down the few monsters that happen to wander this close to the surface, as he starts down the dungeon for one of the posted quests.

Until, that is, his progress comes to a very sudden stop, as he passes by another inhabitant and-- just, bonks directly into some kind of barrier.] Ow, what--

[Tentatively, Toma reaches forward, until his hand is stopped by that same unseen force, and... at that point, it is with a growing sense of dread that he turns to the person he had just been passing by.]

...Are you able to leave?

[He has his guess.]

floor 3

dongle flowers
nsfw, aphro

[Toma's approach here is... rather different than on the previous floors.

Here, he is substantially more cautious - on-edge, almost, his limbs kept carefully close to himself, determined to minimize contact with the unknown flora all around him. Those that reach for him or try to block access to the treasure chests are cut back with a viciousness he hadn't shown the monsters on the upper levels.

All the same, while clearly hating every second of it, Toma makes his way onward; he picked up a job to do here, after all, and that means looking for a specific fucked up plant.

...Of course, though, it would be too easy for the trouble to end with finding the alarmingly-phallic plants, filling up the bottles he brought with him, and moving on. Instead, just when it seems he's got about enough of the "milk" gathered - well, one spurting flower knocks into an adjacent one, which sets that one off, and... yeah.

When they're done, Toma is left holding very, very still, eyes closed against the sticky fluid now splattered on his face, hair, and clothes (and, quite possibly, whoever else may have been unlucky enough to be nearby when the flowers went off). ...Or maybe he's just mentally talking himself down from the impulse to tear the damn things up by the roots.]

...I hate this place.

[Does he mean this floor or the resort? Yes.]

floor 5

slimes (+water)
nsfw, aphro etc, see note!

[After everything previous, not gonna lie, Toma is... pretty relieved to see what looks to be some reasonably clean water - with more chests submerged below, even. Those chests prove even more worth the effort once he's checked a few, confirming their contents: He doesn't know how long it will be before he gets another opportunity to arm himself in this place, so he'll take what chances he can get to improve the quality of the sword he has gotten hold of.

He spends a while diving to gather those materials, stripped down to his underwear, clothing and supplies set neatly aside on relatively dry land. He keeps a careful eye out for the slimes (not to mention "feeling" for their life force as he goes - those clear ones are hard to spot underwater), of course-- but not even he can be sure of avoiding all of them.

For example: The handful of slimes that plop down from the ceiling at the same time he's hauling himself out of a pool, landing with little splats on his bare back.

Toma yelps, and drops the ore he'd retrieved from below in favor of scrambling onto dry land to slap the gelatinous creatures away - though, it's a little tough with where they've landed. Ugh.

His gaze snaps onto the nearest person, lips pressed to a thin line, and just... points at one of the slimes clinging stubbornly to his skin, while he manages to knock another off his shoulder.] Would... you mind getting that?

[...By all rights, between his undignified scramble out of the water and current struggle to free himself of a few gooey nuisances, he should look a little ridiculous. Maybe he does. After all that time in the water, though, making his already-pretty features all the more noticeable, that break in his composure may seem secondary to the fall of silky black hair he's pulled over his shoulder, dark eyes staring expectantly through long lashes.

Also, there is maybe a chance all that splashing may have gotten the attention of a mother slime, which might be crawling out of the pool shortly to cause more problems.]

(( OOC: I am good with any of the slime effects and/or combining them! Just bear in mind that Toma has a pretty significant sadistic streak to being with that he just doesn't often bring to intimacy, so exacerbating that could potentially get to be a lot. ))

tavern

flora potion
cw: drugging/attempted SA, npc death, transformation, spiders, monsterfucking??

[Toma is no stranger to the wandering eyes of unscrupulous men; it was a constant among bandit camps in Japan, in the Hong Kong underground, and, now, in the resort. This one, however, took things a step further.

He has a rough idea of what's happened here. This man - one he's noticed watching him a bit too closely, and by and large ignored - found one of those potions on the third floor. Maybe thought it was a love potion, maybe something else-- but, at some point, he must have found a chance to slip it into Toma's drink. Careless on Toma's part, he thinks, for it to happen at all. In any case, Toma suspected something was wrong only moments later. He was even more sure when this creepy stranger was all too eager to usher him to one of the tavern rooms to "rest".

On impulse, uncomfortably warm but clearheaded enough, Toma decides to go along with it; whatever the man is hoping to have happened clearly hasn't, and why just reject him and call it a day when he could make sure he really understands his mistake?

...That part might well be the same without the flora potion's influence. The biggest difference is in what specifically happens in that room - the heat under Toma's skin rising to a roil as the potion's invasive influence collides with the floral Tao already in his body, soft skin at his extremities hardening to a porcelain carapace and spiderlike limbs breaking free from his back.

The man might be realizing he may have used the wrong potion by the time Toma pins him against the wall and drives fangs into his throat, pumping venom into his carotid until his heart gives out and his frantic, rattling breaths stop.

Toma withdraws and lets the body drop to the floor, sweeping his tongue over bloodied teeth as he eyes the man's remains-- until his gaze lands on a shadow breaking the bar of light cast by the still-cracked-open door.

Well, shit.

His gaze - from eight eyes, now, six of them clustered around the ones he already had, sclerae all gone dark as his Tao continues to protest the potion's intrusion - flits to the person casting that shadow, and does not break away.

That's... probably fine.]

wildcard

(( OOC: M/M for smut, kink list here; hit me with whatever!!

Other thoughts I didn't have enough meat for to make into prompts: Toma will be shopping for a gift for his brother at the market (and "shopping" for a gift in the treasure room, in addition to what he'll be picking up for jobs or himself) and might be thinking aloud a bit. In the first room he will simply decide he can survive getting spiked; he's more likely to engage with the second but I just couldn't pick a kink, whoops. Aaand anyone in the treasure room with him is free to note that he loses interest in the door "home" the moment he sees it's one person at a time, he has no intention of leaving without his brother.

I am also up for both body swaps on floor 6 and mandatory cuddling/handholding on 2! In general, if you wanna try something and aren't sure, feel free to ask.

If you want to plan something, just hit me up over PM!! Also make sure to take a look at Toma's opt-out, he is a real piece of work. ))

murder twink kisses pls

[loosestrifes]

...What do you think?

( Maybe it's unnecessary, to be so sharp when Toma just asked a simple question, but Esikko is on edge. He can't help it! He woke up in one of these stupid dungeon rooms when he had been peacefully sleeping next to Ivan in the mid level floors just last night, and now he walks out his door and gets stuck with this guy?

Not to mention, just one glance at Toma brings back a rush of memory of his encounter with Chobe, up at the conservatory, and Esikko is quick to allow his own gaze to dart aside, avoidant. It's convenient, at least, that his eyes fall on the plant above them, and memory trickles in slowly. )

These things again. ( SIGH. ) We're going to have to kiss.

[fraternallyyours]

[Toma scoffs quietly, crossing his arms as he turns to face Esikko fully. Might as well; one way or another, they'll be stuck in proximity for a bit.]

No harm in asking.

[He does realize that he hasn't seen the prince down here in a while; sheltering, he supposes, with one of his however-many higher-ranked friends. And yet, the resort saw fit to drop him back down here for this refitting... unfortunate for both of them, especially at this moment.

...Especially when Esikko apparently recognizes the situation at hand. Toma's gaze follows Esikko's up to the plant, and then snaps back to the prince.]

Wh-- [No, okay, no point to asking what. No point to questioning why the hell that would be a thing: It's a thing because it's in this damn hotel.

He still has a question, though. ...And maybe still wants to stall, even knowing they're not going to be able to avoid it.] These have shown up before?

[loosestrifes]

Yes.

( With a huff, Esikko folds his arms over his chest, reluctant gaze turning back on Toma from the side. He still doesn't want to acknowledge him at all, doesn't want to think about anything his face brings to mind— but he also can't help but recall that he'd helped him quite a bit with a certain mission not too long ago... )

Their requirements were never very consistent to begin with, though, so don't blame me if the rules have changed. A kiss should be enough, but there were some plants that wanted it more involved than others.

( The one time he's annoyed at the presence of a plant, unfortunately. His eyes flick up to the sprig hanging there, a frown tugging at his lips. )

[fraternallyyours]

[Toma, of course, sees nothing strange about the prince's behavior. Of course he wouldn't want to see him, and of course he'd be a little bastard about it, recent cooperation or not. But... of course, this doesn't seem to be something they can get out of while ignoring each other.

At least, for once, they're on the same page about a plant.]

Ugh, of course there were. [He crosses his arms tight over his chest, as if trying reflexively to put whatever he can between himself and the prince, and twists his braid in his fingers for a moment... but putting it off won't do him any good, will it.

Dammit. He drops his arms back by his sides with a sigh.]

Let's get this over with, then. Start with the minimum, and see how much it takes.

floor 3

[malpwactice]

[About the most caution Aak holds is wearing thick gloves and wrapping a bandana around his nose and mouth as the most basic PPE. He was humming and ignoring the other guy also harvesting. There was plenty of plant jizz to go around and the thing was invasive so who cares if they ended up draining anything dry?]

[Until the chain reaction happens.]

[Aak isn't spared, he's got a pretty healthy glob at the base of his ear and dripping down into his bangs. Still, when he turns to snap at the culprit and sees a guy absolutely covered in the stuff. It's like the worlds' worst tie dye. It's like he's experiencing what a cinnamon roll must feel like after getting glazed. It's enough that it makes Aak's need to wash his hair feel way better in comparison.]

[He sets down the bottle he was filling.]

[And slow claps.]

[fraternallyyours]

Shut up.

[Said to the cat man who didn't actually say anything.

Toma wipes the goop away from his eyes with the heel of his hand (is this stuff warm? gross), then kneels down to dig through his supplies. He has got to have something in here he can at least clean his face with...]

Don't see why there's any need for the damn things to be on such a hair trigger.

[malpwactice]

Hehehe! [That merits a laugh as Aak turns back to his bottle and starts to squeeze the goopy stuff out of his hair and into the bottle. They didn't say there couldn't be cat hair in the sample. It was a bonus, really. He was providing extra.]

They don't even bother to look embarrassed about it, either, the quickshots.

[If Toma wanted quiet he shouldn't have filled the air. That gives Aak full permission to start chattering while he works. He reaches out to poke at the flaccid dongle flower. There's a little wriggle, like it would gladly spit more up on him if it could, but only a sad trickle of liquid comes out.]

[fraternallyyours]

[Dammit. He definitely did want quiet, but he guesses speaking up was his mistake... and, at the very least, chatter is more tolerable when they have a common enemy-slash-inconvenience to mock.]

Really, who do they think they are... [He sets about wiping his face with a clean rag, getting what globs he can out of his hair. ...He will simply turn a blind eye to what Aak is doing about the goo in his hair. The client can cope.] Sure, it makes harvesting easier in a sense, but at what cost.

[Definitely Toma's dignity, for one thing - also, ew, he's pretty sure it got in his mouth?

...Shit.

Cleaning up faster. He has no idea what specifically this stuff does, but he can make an educated guess.]

hello I am here for monsterfucking

[swordhardy]

Hahaha, oh. This isn’t my room.

[ That shadow of a man leans against the doorframe, surveying the sight of tacky blood seeping into weathered plank. A fresh corpse sags, blank eyes still wide in horror, against the wall where he had taken his last breath. There is no particular reaction from Toma’s unintentional voyeur aside from a short laugh and the clink of a glass; Rokurou raises the last of his whiskey to his mouth and downs it in one shot.

What’s murder to a daemon, or a Rangetsu? Not much. Rokurou steps into the room and kicks the door closed behind him, scratching his neck while considering ways to subtly dispose of the body. When he had followed Toma and his “beau” upstairs, he had done so out of suspicion that a beauty was about to be taken advantage of. While prodding the body with his toe, he can’t help but think to himself—poor bastard, didn’t you know the most beautiful ones are always venomous? ]

Are you planning on eating the rest of him? He doesn’t look very appetizing.

[ Rokurou speaks casually, as if the other man hasn’t suddenly become a spider creature with blood dripping from his maw. Who is he to judge? A daemon himself, raised in a clan where murder was the norm, jailed, broken out of prison, and a selfish bastard to boot. He isn’t a good person. ]

claps hands

[fraternallyyours]

[Those eight eyes narrow, tracking the man as he enters-- as Toma works in a hurry to simultaneously assess the intruder and himself.

The man isn't screaming or running. Good; if Toma has to kill him, too, he won't have to chase him down first - and that's a thought worth taking into account, as to what's been done to him. His speed, on foot as well as with a blade, is a point of pride; running down a loose end is no problem at all. Along with his body being changed, though (and to what extent, he still isn't sure), he finds himself preferring the man come to him, prospective victim or not.

...In any case, he sure seems to be taking the whole murder thing in stride - and it's when he catches sight of those distinctive marks up his neck (tattoos? scars, like those that appeared when his brother first started healing?) that Toma actually recognizes the unexpected witness, which.

Yeah, this tracks, actually.

He flexes his hands experimentally, frowning down at the corpse, then at his now-segmented extremities - wow, that's fucked up. He feels like it should actually bother him more (the transformation, obviously, not murdering some creep)...? Maybe living a century as a crime against nature has just screwed up his perspective that much.

Well, anyway, he draws the line at eating this guy - whatever certain unrequested instincts may say.] You're free to him.

[swordhardy]

It's not him that I want, but...

[ Waste not want not, right? Rokurou squats down and begins to fiddle through the dead man's pockets under Toma's suspicious gaze. A few things, like some coins and papers, the daemon gives a look before shoving into his own pockets. When he finds what he's looking for he holds one in each hand: two vials, one empty and one full. The difference between them is subtle. What remains smeared in the empty glass is green and cloggy while the remaining vial has a shimmery, iridescent green.

Rokurou stands, wagging the empty vial in front of Toma's many eyes so he can see for himself. If he's disgusted by his now-segmented extremities or the insect-like grid of his pretty face, Rokurou doesn't show it. If anything, he seems incredibly amused by the whole situation. ]

He wanted to fuck you so badly that he got his potions mixed up. I found some of these down in the dungeon, with those plant creatures. It turns you into... well. You've probably realized.

[ Even so, from what he's observed of those rolling around with the plant monsters after taking the potion down in the dungeon... his gaze slides up, studying Toma's horrific face. If the guy hadn't died, he still may have gotten what he wanted. ]

How are you feeling?

[fraternallyyours]

[Toma frowns at those vials - and Rokurou's explanation, piecing everything together. He answers with a quiet huff, flicking a stray lock of hair over his shoulder with a carapaced hand. Perhaps oddly unshaken, all things considered - maybe exacerbated to some degree by the potion, but, on some level, it's also just him.]

Figures. Knew he must have put something in my drink, but that he wouldn't even pick the right one... what an idiot.

[Speaking of idiots, though: He guesses the other one has a question.]

...Off. [Instincts and impulses foreign to him, heat and energy distinct from the usual current of his Tao thrumming under the surface. His line of sight flicks back to Rokurou, and those unfamiliar instincts protest the remaining distance between them.]

Don't suppose it would be too much to hope this will wear off on its own.

mistletoe;

[laserguy]

[So, he's sort of figured out what's going on here, if only because he knows what a mistletoe is and of course this place would encourage something like. Only, isn't it a little early?? Whatever. He wonders if a kiss will actually be enough to get them out of their current situation, but one step at a time. Look at him being all calm and shit, it helps that he's been sitting on a nearby rock for a while until Toma got here.

...Huh, that guy is familiar though.

He tilts his head at him from his spot, his visor hiding most of his expression, though it's clear the young mutant is thinking and trying to picture where he knows this guy. Hm. Well, first thing's first--]

Nah, I just like sitting on rocks for no reason whatsoever.

[fraternallyyours]

[Toma, too, is pretty sure he's seen this guy before - but the visor is enough of a change that he can't place him right away. It's something to think on, then.

First, though: Rude. He frowns, sheathing his sword at his hip.] You can just answer, you know.

[Says one of the snidest motherfuckers alive.

Bitching aside, though - he does have a bad feeling about this. It's the second time he's gotten stuck like this in this dungeon, and after how the last time went...

He looks up. Fuck.]

...Great.

[laserguy]

But then I wouldn't be a smartass.

[He's a real charmer sometimes.

But as Toma grumbles about their current situation, even cursing at the mistletoe that's hanging so proudly above them, Scott slides off the rock before looking up at the mischievous plant as well. Yep, it's still up there and not falling off-- he tried blasting it a few times earlier to no avail. He figured it wouldn't do anything, but he had to try.

Even if it's also frustrating too, his powers once again not working in a situation.]

Yeah, the great mistletoe. I assume you know all about it?

[fraternallyyours]

Uh-huh.

[Obnoxious... not that Toma even remotely has room to talk. More importantly:] Unfortunately, I was recently made aware, yes.

[Dammit. Well, to his credit(?)... Toma breathes out sharply, crossing his arms as he steps closer. No point to wasting any more time, knowing what they've got to do.

...Roughly, anyway. He's still bearing Esikko's warning about the range in the plants' requirements in mind - not to mention the effects after the fact.]

Let's get this done with, then... and, if I start acting strange after, ignore it.

[Because that had to have been the plant, right?]

slime time

[belheir]

Getting what? The slime? Hell no, I’m not touching that thing. Who knows what it’ll do?

[Also, he doesn’t want to touch it in general. It looks gooey. It looks unpleasant to touch, and sounds unpleasant to touch, if how Toma yelped to begin with is any indication. In fact, Kazuya is quick to take a step back from him to begin with.

Not that he knows any of this is dangerous. Probably. But he also doesn’t want to touch anything that isn’t directly “treasure”. He’s trying to be a conscientious robber? Or something like that, anyway.]

[fraternallyyours]

[Fucking rude. Toma scowls at him, twisting to try and knock the thing off his back himself. Of course the little asshole had to land in an awkward spot...]

Yes, who knows - which is just why I don't want it staying on me!

[God, okay, he gives up - Toma reaches for his supplies, grabbing the scabbard of his sword. Maybe he can reach it better that way.] Fine, fine-- just stand there and watch, then, if you're so scared of the thing.

everyone say thank u rng

[belheir]

I'm not scared! I just don't wanna end up horny for no reason! Someone has to keep their brains in their head here.

[Though, there's a good chance if you shook Kazuya's head, there'd be the sound of wind going through his ears at this current point in time.

Either way, this super-powered god-like weenie is very pointedly taking a step back away from Toma. Just in case he flings the slime at him.

That step back also includes a missing step to begin with, because Kazuya wobbles when his foot lands on. Nothing? But instead sinks into water. Or he thinks it's water, but it's kinda viscous too?

The rest of him falls, and it doesn't take very long before he's under water. Under the liquid he'd stepped into?

Nah, just kidding. He's inside of one Mother Slime and utterly confused for the moment about it.

At least he didn't crack his head on the brickwork.]

oh good, thank you rng

[fraternallyyours]

[He is definitely considering slime-flinging, as he finally manages to send it tumbling with the end of the sheath.] Oh, right, better for you to be completely clear-headed while I get the full brunt of--

[Toma turns around as he's speaking - just in time to see Kazuya completely submerged in the enormous slime. Fuck's sake.

He stands up, and seriously, seriously considers just leaving him there, but-- no, better not to be totally alone here. Even if he's sure that whatever effects are bound to set in on himself soon will pale in comparison to whatever that does to Kazuya.

So, instead, he strides over to shove the scabbard into the Mother Slime, calling to Kazuya - though he has no idea if he'll hear him in there.] Grab the end, I'll pull you out!

w-w-w-wildcard in the warketplace

[the_roman]

[ Here are two things Alan Ross doesn't like at this time of the year: the insistence of the resort on bringing freezing outdoor weather indoors, and the lack of his family as Christmas draws closer. The discomfort of the cold and the homesickness compound each other, all the more so given that this will be his second Christmas away from the clamor of his nieces and nephews, the bickering with his siblings over expenses justified or not, the not-so-gentle prods from his mama to come to Mass and the pride in her eyes when she sees her brood at the dinner table.

Here is one thing Alan Ross enjoys any time of year, though: a good argument. And it's been a while since he had the chance to haggle. As Toma passes by one of the leather goods stalls, he may overhear: ]

Highway robbery, is what it is. Look, this cover's already scuffed! Here--

[ The young man -- bundled in a jacket and scarf, but no hat to contain his curls or keep the tips of his ears from turning red in the cold -- waves to Toma, clearly hoping for an ally in his argument with the bookseller. ]

You wouldn't pay full price for a journal that's already scratched, would you?

[ He waves the green leather-bound journal he's haggling over at Toma. There is indeed a scuff on the spine. Honestly, on close inspection, it might not be leather at all. ]

[fraternallyyours]

[Even before he was dragged directly into it, Toma had admittedly been idly listening in on the argument. He is, after all, a nosy bastard by nature and habit alike - and one who has long taken on more of the business side of his and his brother's operations.

As such, he's kind of curious even before getting a direct invitation to stick his nose in. He holds out a gloved hand, silently asking to look closer at the journal - though he's leaning in to get that look, whether Alan passes it to him or not.]

Oh, of course not. [And, because he can't very well pass up an opportunity for shit-stirring:] Actually-- that doesn't bode well for the quality of the work on the whole, does it? Surely, it should be able to survive everyday handling. Will the stitches in the spine even hold?

[the_roman]

[ Alan gives Toma a calculating, interested look, handing over the journal; meanwhile the seller insists that the quality is second to none, and the scuff is merely an unfortunate accident but he could come down a few chips. ]

Well, [ says Alan, ] I don' think I can go higher than ... [ He names a price. I have no goddamn idea how currency is supposed to work in this setting so just trust me that it's, like, 60% of the original asking price. Actual numbers are for people with confidence and time.

Looking back at Toma, he adds, ] I'm sure I saw some similar journals for about that in the next aisle, didn't you?

[fraternallyyours]

[Toma makes a point of looking it over closely as the merchant protests, paying particular attention to the way the spine creases when the book opens or closes. He glances over at Alan, raising a brow slightly.]

Hmm... well, that's fair of you. I was just thinking of some rather nice ones I saw a couple rows away, actually; those were around... [He names about 50% the asking price, and smiles brightly, passing the journal back.] So, if this gentleman doesn't find your offer acceptable, we know where to look next!

[Honestly, he hadn't been looking closely enough at prices just yet to know for sure... but whether it's true doesn't much matter to Toma. Absolutely no horse in this race, just a chance to bluff and a guy whose approach to commerce he can respect (insofar as Toma ever respects anyone).]