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.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

Fox Mask | Silent Hill f | New Character, Returning Player

[stillamonster]

[OOC: Pine here, back at it again at the krispy kreme. Some basic info on this guy on his At-A-Glance (Spoiler Free) page! Please be aware when tagging him that some vague SHf spoilers may occur even if I'm trying to avoid them. Please let me know when tagging in if you're fine with spoilers or not! I will attempt to keep things vague and mysterious if not.

I will also match style for prose or brackets! IC m/f preference for smut is across all his prompts,OTA for gen threads is a blanket permission, too. Feel free to DM me if you have any questions, thanks!]

New Arrival

[The man in the Fox Mask wakes in a dungeon, slumped against a wall. Despite arriving deprived of all his usual finery, he's still got his mask. It's on theme, okay.

Beyond that, he's been left entirely nude. His long, silver hair is down and hangs both over and beneath a heavy, metal collar at his neck. Blinking his eyes awake, he groans to sit himself forward, a chain creaking as he does so. He's bolted to the ceiling above, though there's some slack. The yoke is heavy on his shoulders, loose enough the he could just pull it straight over his head. Once he has gathered the strength, that is.

Eyes that glow behind the mask look across the dungeon room he's within. Is someone with him? Did someone just enter? He's unsure, but he asks with a soft voice, disoriented and perhaps sounding suspiciously calm.]

Who's there-? Is that you, -... [whatever name that might have left his lips stops before being said. No, this is very different person, or perhaps a monster has entered in to find him in such a state. Ah, this is coming into some focus for him- is this a nightmare or just some manner of punishment?]

FLOOR 3

CW: Monster, Injured animal imagery
Potential CWs: Violence and monsterfuckery tbh

[In the forest, a massive animal prowls with vicious intent. The Shichibi appears as a fox with seven magnificent tails. His orange and white coat is halfway stained, bloody and festering with open sores. He moves silently, though his furious growls can be heard rumbling when he wishes them to be heard.

Somehow, the beast came to be and is stalking in an enraged state. Bitter and angry with his current predicament, he looks for prey to chase.

Women (especially with short, black hair) will not be attacked. Anybody else should watch their back. The fox is a clever creature, despite his size, he will sneak up in the fog. His glowing eyes are likely to give him away before even his mass of size does. He may even wait to strike, allowing those eyes to be seen watching and following for some time, first.

A throw down fight might knock some sense into him, or a more caring approach to tend his obvious wounds could calm his bitter fury.]

Big SHf Spoilers within!

The Winding Market

[After discovering his way up from the dungeons, Fox Mask got the run down on what the hotel really is. He cannot say he understand it in full, but it is his current predicament, like it or not. As a wildcard, he doesn't exactly have much money to spare on clothing nor feeding himself, but...

The first shopkeeper to see him coos and calls him with haste to try on her silks. She outfits him in a beautiful kimono to his liking and comfort, flirting with him all the while. Insisting he take the ensemble free of charge, he attempts to push back on such charity, but there's no convincing her. Dressed to his usual comfort, it does take him some time and several polite excuses to leave the store.

After that, he's handed a drink by a swooning hotel waitress. Then, he's fawned over by the next food cart merchant and the next and the next. He doesn't really recognize the treatment as strange. His unconscious assumption is that his family name must still hold weight in this strange place.

Such privileged treatment is actually because he took a long bath on Floor 5, before returning to the upper levels. His aura is pure appeal and mystique, a man difficult to resist. And here he can scarcely clock a difference in how he's usually treated... it might be time for a wake up call, but does anybody have the willpower to resist such foxy charms?]

floor 3! | spoilers a-ok!

[hersatz]

[Penelope tells herself, when she reaches the lush wilds of the third floor, that it really isn't so different from wandering the imperial forest at the past year's hunting competition. She's certainly dressed similarly to how she'd been on that occasion, with her hair tied back and a crossbow on her back, making her way carefully through the overgrown tangle. By now, it's reasonably easy to spot the obvious plants she ought to avoid — the overtly phallic ones are a pretty good giveaway — but being alone means having to take her time with her progress, watching every step and listening closely for danger as she searches both for a way through and for whatever recoverable treasure she might find along the way.

As the fog settles heavy and thick, she begins to find herself shivering. Too often, the most dangerous things in woods like these aren't the animals at all — they're the people with evil designs who see it as an opportunity.

It isn't long before the sense that she's being watched begins to settle over her. Instinct sends her pressing her back to an ancient, moss-covered tree, holding her crossbow to her chest as she tries to listen for approaching footsteps. Something glows in the distance, then vanishes again — an illusion? Or something else?

It's only after she's gone a little further, trembling and wary, that she catches sight of blood spattered against the undergrowth and the dirt underfoot. That's a bad sign. Either there's something wounded around (animal or human), or a fresh kill has just been dragged through, and either way, that means there's something about that she's probably not at all equipped to defend herself against —

Except that when she turns to hasten back the way she came, those glowing eyes are close, and right in the path she'd meant to take to retreat, and a real huntress would have instinct enough to draw her crossbow and take aim at whatever is lurking in the fog — which is why it's all the more obvious that she isn't one, when she carelessly lets her weapon fall from her shoulder to the ground instead.]

A-Ah — !

[stillamonster]

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[The Shichibi tempered his rage at watching the young woman pass through the cover of fog. He stalked after her, keeping eyes on her like prey for the hunting, though did not approach for some time. She was armed with a weapon, smartly so, and distance is to his advantage in the fog.

He's motivated by some some misguided form of concern. Better he be the monster chasing her out of the forest than another with worse intentions. He can play the part of dangerous beast, if it moves her along someplace safer...

However, she stops and turns around, seeing him drawn closer than he had intended. An irresistible attraction to get closer to her, the animalistic instincts overwhelming his human judgement. Still, he watches as the crossbow is dropped in fear and he steps forward, parting some of fog. His long limbs and permanently grinning maw coming into focus for her, only the hint of his mny tails splay out as shadows surrounding him.

He looms and speaks, voice regal and well spoken despite the eerie distortion of his gravelly tone,]

You should not linger here. Gather back your weaponry and flee.

[hersatz]

I-I — wait, you can...talk...?

[There's no doubting that the creature in the fog is a monster; it goes without saying, even just from the glowing eyes and the growling voice. But when the mist parts enough that she can start to make out the shape of its snout, and its ears, and the ragged fur and whiskers that surround its piercing gaze, something stirs subconsciously in the back of her otherwise frightened mind, momentarily overriding her previous terror in favor of something almost like perplexed confusion.

If this creature wanted to kill her, she thinks in a moment of bizarre rationality, it could've done so at any time. It didn't need to follow her, or announce its presence to her, and it certainly didn't need to tell her to run. So why, then, would it bother to stop to talk to her? If it just wanted a chase, there were plenty of better ways it could've done that.

She swallows hard, not making a move for her crossbow, but squaring her shoulders and facing the presence head-on.]

I don't want to stay here any longer than I have to, but I need to find the path that goes further down into the dungeon. Do you know where it is?

[She sucks a shaky breath.]

If this is your forest, and you want me out of it, it'd be simpler to just tell me the way to go. And then I could leave you alone that much faster. That makes sense, doesn't it?

[stillamonster]

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My forest-? No.

[There is a low, bubbling laugh from the beast at the presumption. He holds no authority here, yet of course the raw aura of intimidation would insinuate otherwise. His head tilts downward, long neck craning to meet a human level. He tilts one way and begins to pace around her in a wide circle, still at a distance, still somewhat obscured in the clouded fog.]

I have been spirited away to this place. A cruel indignity for a fox.

[Despite the fog, what is clear is the blistered sores upon him, trickling blood as he stalks around her. His fur is stained in patches, yet he doesn't seems all the concerned with his own injury. If they were caused by another monster, a trap he fell into, or merely self inflicted is entirely unclear.

He jumps with abrupt and erratic swiftness, landing close to her with teeth and glowing eyes. Curiously, not snapping nor lashing out,]

Run! Do not stop until you find your escape! Lest I catch and devour you, first.

[oh, he's just being tough, and he puts on a good show of it! Very intimidating, trying to scare her along her way.

He's a self professed monster, but a worse kind of beast would lure her with sweet words and heed her stay. Better to be the kind that frightens her onward, so she doesn't return to such danger.]

Floor 3 → Don't mind spoilers

[edelstein]

[Perhaps she should not stop. Perhaps she should forge onward and leave this fog and the ominous beast within it behind. Even if Rin isn't attacked she can feel it — eyes watching her back as she attempts to navigate through the misty curtain that hangs in the room. However plenty of these "monsters" have been her friends warped and transformed. Twisted into beasts and altered in mind and body.

Tohsaka halts her advance. The blades of grass tickle her exposed legs as the cool fog condenses on the fine vellus hairs of her arms. The skirt of her armor more like a cape attached at the waist. A silly get up, in her opinion, but the shops weren't really offering much else than 'silly get up's.

For now she does not turn toward the eyes she knows watch her. No guarantee they aren't something like Mystic Eyes. Some have the power to petrify enemies. Some see the truth in lies. Others may see the past, future, or even to the heart of someone. Windows to the soul could very well instead be windows to the afterlife. No use in chancing it.]

I know you're there. Do you intend to keep following me? Do you wish to strike, or are you just shy?

hey girl hey -spoilers linked

[stillamonster]

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[The Shichibi sees himself a noble beast, frenzied or not. He will not slink off and hide when addressed so directly. Such cowardice in retreat is not to be tolerated of himself. His eyes do not blink, approaching as he circles around Tohsaka's current position. A predator moving in with clever, unhurried caution.

The iron smell of blood wafts along the fog, dripping off of his fur, though she cannot yet make out his form in such detail. The fog obscures all but the glow of his eyes and the faint mass of his silhouette, seven tails whipping around in the mist.

His voice is uncanny and distorted, but well spoken. A beast with dignity, believing himself above the other wretches of these buried woodlands,]

You linger too long. Run from here, lest you invite dangers worse than I.

LONG TIME NO SEE

[edelstein]

[Everything should be a warning to her. The obvious size of him what with how high his eyes sit and the sound of his body lumbering about. The booming of his voice and the call to sense he urges for her. And yet Rin only takes each piece as another challenge. The way he circles her like a shark, the scent of blood, and even the occasional glint of teeth — none of it deters her.]

And what about yourself? Are you going to tell me that isn't your blood I smell in the air? It's fresh. Either you recently cleared the area yourself, or you're hurt. Either way, it's safer here for me at the moment than it could have been. I'm impressed you've kept enough of your wits about you to speak.

[Though perhaps that's just an ill-formed assumption on her part considering she assumes whatever has made this fellow guest huge is part of the dungeon scheme rather than something innate to their existence.]

I return... with a foxy man...

[stillamonster]

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[the Shichibi lunges abruptly out from the fog, closing the distance between them in an instant. He lands just within snapping distance of a horrifying maw of teeth, seemingly unable to close cleanly, hung in a permanent grin. Orange fur is clung to with blood which bubbles around festering sores,]

A fox will never lose his wits, even in his rage. You, however, test my patience with your arrogance! Flee, while I am still amused enough to grant to you a running start.

[he's all talk and bluster. Just trying to get her to frighten away and run for it.

Any man who stumbled upon his path would have not been spared teeth and claw when he lunged ahead. A lone woman, though... Better to scare along her way before anything more unfortunate than a close call with an evil fox could befall her.]

new arrival (spoilers ok)

[incirculation]

[It's a surprisingly grim arrival for a place that often made a mockery of its inhabitants. Perhaps it was a mockery on some level- of the captive man or of the woman to find him. While her captivity had never been in a dungeon, never been with wrought iron and a yoke, it still scrapes against her nerves in a painful way.]

[However, not all those imprisoned were done wrongfully so.]

[The pale skin of Clara's face reflects off what little light exists in the dingy room. The rest of her body is mostly covered by a cloak. As she steps, small glimpses imply that there may be little under the cloak. As she gets close, her dark and matte hair contrasts with his shining silver.]

[Her eyes draw over his features, not lasciviously, but critically. And to his question she shakes her head distinctly and solemnly. Whoever she is, she knows she is not who he is looking for.]

[stillamonster]

[the dark feels like a blessing given the Fox Mask's state of indignity. His eyes glow behind the mask, otherworldly. That is despite the rest of him being that of an average man, at least in his height and fitness. He sees well enough to recognize that he does not recognize this young woman before him. She's not from Ebisugaoka, nor the estate of his family, is she?]

My apologies for the indecency... where is this-? Why am I here?

[questions asked and not fully expected to be answered. A glance at the situation and he can't really expect it to be explained to him so easily. Still, it fills the still air of the room.

The collar sits heavy upon him and he lifts a hand to grasp it. The edges are dull and broad, hanging over him with heft rather than tightness. If he took a different form, he's sure that would swap. He feels weak, uncertain if that is from being drugged, cursed, or some other affliction placed upon him by his captors. It's really just grogginess from freshly awakening in such a compromising and uncomfortable position, it would fade soon enough.]

[incirculation]

[Clara's mind does flicker through her old readings. There were many supernatural entities besides kindred. The animal features of the mask could be an obvious warning. Lycans, spirits, shapechangers...]

[However, this wasn't her city. This was a world in which many people were brought in from many other worlds. Although something about him seems more than human she has no way to confirm it. And he's clearly new to the situation. And he did apologize which is leagues above Clara's standards for a person.]

[She reaches out to lay her hands under the yoke. It's not so heavy that her help is needed and yet she does it anyways. She's taking the time to also consider what's easier for her: she doesn't have answers that are satisfying but she does have answers. She could use her Watch but the harsh blue lighting from the device might startled someone already in a strange situation.]

[Well, this was why she bothered to get a "voice" in the first place.]

I do not know why you were chosen, or how you were chosen, but you are here now. This place is, [a brief pause, a glance up to the stone ceiling] usually brighter. However, since it is a place we are trapped I feel this appearance is appropriate enough.

[stillamonster]

[he feels weakened enough that he really does need her help in getting the collar lifted off of him. A rather pathetic display, not being able to do something so simple on his own, or so his pride would believe. Still, it is lifted away and can be tossed heavily aside and off of him. The size really was absurd, but then again, he can imagine why that is. Meant to hold him should he assume a more dangerous form...

There is no reason for that for now. He looks to Clara with further thanks in his half masked expression. The "voice" does surprise him, but he listens intently to her explanation,]

This place... does it have a name? A purpose-?

[he's fairly certain it is somehow punishment, maybe inflicted upon him by the Tsuneki's themselves, fed up with his failure. Not impossible, despite how valuable he was to them, he was still born as an outsider. Perhaps they found a more suitable heir, or he was simply too much of a disappointment to remain.

He'll be really surprised when he sees the glamorous upper levels to this dungeon.]

new arrival; gen and cool with spoilers

[laserguy]

[Okay, resort?? This is pretty fucked up. Like he thought he had it bad when he arrived here a year ago in a morgue, but at least he wasn't chained while being completely naked. Yeah sure he can imagine that this is someone's kink, but it's definitely not his and he doubts that it's this guy's either, especially as he calls out in a voice that is definitely confused. Although, calm too.

He can kind of respect it, especially since it might make this whole rescuing thing easier. He steps closer to him and soon the red glow of his visor meets the glowing eyes coming from behind the fox mask.]

Uh, hey? Don't worry, I'm gonna help you get out of your current position. Because that sucks.

[stillamonster]

[glowing eyes meet glowing eyes, though those behind the Fox Mask wane between half opena and closed. He's trying to rally his strength, but he feels sapped upon arrival to this unfamiliar realm. Urgency does occur to his mind, especially with someone offering him help out of the present predicament. This opportunity shouldn't be wasted just because he's feeling a bit sleepy, still,]

Thank you... you have my profound gratitude.

[Very formally spoken, even in such dire straights.

He reaches his hands to the collar hanging like a yoke around his neck and shoulders. It's far more heavy than tight, wide enough to be lifted up over his head with ease, but his arms aren't managing on his own. If Scott could help him out with that, it would be the biggest first step in setting the masked man free,]

[laserguy]

[He can't help but wonder if tied up guy has some strange eye powers, just like him, but he figures that he can go about asking those sort of questions when he's out of his current predicament. He can wait a bit longer!!]

Yeah, sure. No problem, I wouldn't want to hang around naked either.

[There's almost a sarcastic edge in his voice, mostly trying to make this situation a little less tense for the both of them. While at the same time he's genuinely focused on getting him free, Scott stepping closer to him before reaching forward to help lift what's needed to get him out. He considers just blasting the collar off with the focused lens of his visor, but maybe that can be a secondary option if this doesn't work.

So, while he's pulling and helping him out of this--]

I'm Scott, by the way. Scott Summers.

[stillamonster]

[The Fox Mask attempts to lift the collar along with Scott, but his arms are weak so it's more for show than anything. A display of his own, shared effort. He largely helps by ducking beneath it once it is lifted, so the heavy yoke can be cast aside with a heavy thud to the stone floor of the dungeon.

Slumping an arm across his lap to provide himself some vague sense of dignity, the mysterious new arrive will offer a bow of his head,]

Tsuneki. Tsuneki Kotoyuki. [it sounds like it took him a moment to remember the full thing, disorientation still lingering. He lifts his head and offers a handshake with his other arm, which has a device he's never seen before bound to his wrist. The telltale sign he's a new guest, the wrist watch of the hotel,]

Again, you have my thanks.

— winding market

[dilettante]

( there's a strong smell in the air around the market, not by design of the resort nor by construction of the merchants. instead it is a smell akin to chestnut flowers, a sweet and fragrant scent that allured and drew out a certain high ranking guest of the resort. this person had no intentions on being tied to any particular person or situation, but only sought to smother loneliness with the company of another. as she walked forth, one step before the other, the clanking of metal against her hip from the dungeon themed outfit she'd been given, beneath a pair of dark sunglasses, she spotted her prey.

only the way this man seemed, well he seemed infinitely more suited into making this pink haired woman into his prey. regardless of the roles, she caught him before he slipped his way past and up to the fifth floor. his charming mystique and and appeal was difficult to resist but more importantly something else caught reira's eyes. )

Excuse me, are you new here? You....are you from Japan by any chance?

( ooc | hello, hope this is okay. currently there is a clone of layla here running around the resort and I'm writing from that angle to make this more fun/work. that clone basically embodies all the worst parts of reira [selfish, reckless, manipulative, desperate, etc]. I'd prefer to avoid major spoilers of shf as I haven't played it before but I do play sh characters myself so good with anything otherwise! feel free to ignore this tag if that doesn't work).

new arrival! spoilers a-ok

[worldbent]

[Once awareness of his surroundings filters back to Fox Mask, another notable presence stirs just on the edge of his line of sight. Although the figure might not feel out of place to him right away- dark hair trails down the back of a dark haori, a traditionally-dressed individual who is turned to inspect one of a few small, grated windows on the apparent cell they're sharing, fingertips tracing at something.]

[It's when the clink of his chains disrupt the silence that the figure freezes in place, and then turns slowly towards him.]

Oya. It's awake.

[The man says, mostly to himself, and stepping further into the slight shafts of light in the dungeon brings more detail into view. Hair falls over a strange paper covering on one of the man's eyes, his presence a strange mix of ill-intent and prickly cleanliness. His scent is incense over a vague, candy-like sweetness. He comes to a stop a few feet away from the maximum give on Fox Mask's chain, and grazes his eyes over him, like merchandise.]

What do you think? Shall we help each other escape?

spoilers it will be because lol and lmao

[stillamonster]

[if ever a man needed an exorcism, it was the Fox Mask, but he's arrived about 18 years too late for that to matter. He's staying possessed. There is simply no separating the man from the fox spirit at this point. The power of the Shichibi and his clan glow in his eyes as he lifts his masked face to regard Matoba. His garb is certainly familiar enough, the traditional elements speaking to a dignity that the Fox Mask has been robbed of in this moment.

When the Fox Mask speaks in answer, it's not exactly deferential. Any outright aggression is contained, simmering beneath his suspicious tone. An attempt to be diplomatically calm in such a vulnerable situation,]

You don't appear... trapped at all. Who are you? What am I here for-?

nods fast

[worldbent]

Haha, I admit my position is a mite less precarious than yours.

[Arms folded into kimono sleeves adjust idly, hands out of sight. The man turns his head to glance back towards the slitted window- more like the breathing holes in a carry box for a small animal, than meant to give a view.]

But nonetheless, I am equally unable to leave this chamber. In fact, there doesn't seem to be a proper door. If I had to guess, it's being hidden with a spell, but I've been unable to locate it as of yet. I imagine our captor will want us to complete some ridiculous task in order to break it.

[He skips only one of Fox Mask's questions, the one he deems unnecessary to answer. Beasts don't need to be given introductions. His head turns back, and as his eye takes in the man's full form again, he adds with a considering tone,] ...I have some idea of what that might entail.

[stillamonster]

Our captors will rue the day they thought to cage a Tsuneki.

[the eerie calm he speaks this with is perhaps impressive. There's anger, but it is so respectfully subdued that it reads with utmost confidence. Nobody would dare abduct and kidnap the heir to the Tsuneki's, yet it seems they have, so they will face the consequence of that.

The Fox Mask is entirely certain, at least for now, that that retribution will only take a matter of time to resolve. Which means for now, they need a more immediate solution.]

I take it you're familiar with this situation. What would your idea be?

[he's already near certain he's not going to agree to it, regardless of what it may be]

new arrival

[roundnround]

[ooc: prefer only vague spoilers, can be gen or otherwise]

[He's not the only one who ended up in the dungeon, in some kind of collar. But Takumi lucked out, one way or another -- the chain his metal bindings were connected to were loose, easy to break with even normal strength. As if someone wanted him to escape.

Still. He drags the chain from a metal collar when he approaches Fox Mask, likewise dressed in... next to nothing. That's a problem for later, okay?!]

Are you alright? [A beat.] Of course you aren't. Do you think you can walk if I get you out of that?

vague spoilers only and gen are a can do!!

[stillamonster]

I feel sapped of energy, but not injured...

[he mutters in response, reaching to his mask and adjusting it, as if it were briefly causing him pain. Lifting his head, he looks to Takumi with a serious expression, since they appear to be in the same dire situation,]

What about you? Are you alright-?

[roundnround]

[Sapped of energy? That's almost worse. Injuries are easy to inflict, but such fatigue is not. He'll count himself lucky that he's still feeling energetic.]

I'm a bit sore from waking up in a dungeon, but yeah. I'm good, otherwise. I'm fine, I mean. [He approaches Fox Mask, trying to eye the yolk and Absolutely Nothing Else.]

I might be able to lift this off of you. Maybe. It looks pretty heavy, buuut....