TDM 12

【 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
SPECIALTY SHOPS
JOBS & QUESTS
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.

A WHOLE NEW BASEMENT
UPPER DUNGEON
LOWER DUNGEON

TREASURE ROOM
OOC NOTES
▶ 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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Shut up, I thought you might go running off again if I didn't grab at you! [ He ends up tolerating about five seconds of patting before swatting one of Aak's (his own) hands away with a growl. ] And stop that!
[ At least Aak can rest easy knowing his own body's been kept fairly safe. A little sweaty and scuffed up in spots from running around the maze, sure, but otherwise not too much worse for the wear. (Yet.)
Fuuta, on the other hand ... It must be a weird experience for Aak, seeing his own features crinkled up in that typical, fretful, tense way Fuuta usually tends to look. His ears flick sharply back as he looks his own body over from tip to tie, before looking back up with a click of the tongue. ]
What the hell were you even doing? [ A huff before he looks aside. Hoping for a moment that the ice magic in the switch room has turned off, but ... nope, it's still going strong. ] I was looking for how to undo this bullshit, you know. While you were off doing whatever. I overheard some people saying just doing the same thing again fixes it, but ... we should look for another room, I think. I dunno how long it takes for a room to reset.
[ And he does not want to risk waiting around until a minotaur comes sniffing for them. ]
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[He liked Fuuta well enough, anxiety and all. He doesn't really like himself.]
I thought I'd do you a favor! [Aak shrugs and holds his hands up defensively. He considers asking who Fuuta thinks would get credit for any cards but the other interrupts with his plans. That's probably for the best. Asking that would make it way too obvious what he'd been up to.]
Oh, so you were just listening to gossip? [It sounds like some really intensive research into fixing the problem. Definitely he spent his time more wisely than Aak! Fuuta's face doesn't lend itself quite as well to Aak's catlike grin but his cheeks still press up to curve his eyes with a smug look.]
Couldn't hurt to try. If we run into anything too strong we're screwed, though. You've got some nasty debuffs on this body, you know?
[Aak hovers his hand over the spot in the armor that covered the bruised ribs.]
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Cut that out.
[ He means that smile, mostly, but Fuuta does also grab that hovering hand to yank it away from 'his' chest. He's not in any rush to see his body in pain, but also -- he does not want to risk Aak making any extra-loud noises or being incapacitated by messing around like that and accidentally nudging those busted ribs. He knows exactly how much that shit hurts. ]
And I know, alright. You think I'm like that 'cause I wanna be? Ugh ... [ Aak's fluffy tail lashes behind him sharply; he has zero practice controlling those animal features, so they end up transparently reflecting every emotion he's feeling. ] It's not like you're that much better, though. You don't feel much ... stronger than me, or anything. You're just not hurt.
[ So they're both equally useless if a minotaur finds them!
Fuuta sighs before fetching a burlap bag he'd tied to the back of his belt; it clinks with glass as he pulls it free and holds it out for Aak to take a look. ]
I did find this in some treasure box as I was looking around, though. Maybe they'll like ... buff us, or something. Since they were treasure.
[ There are a few bottles inside -- potions. Though ... does Aak recognize them as the decoy potions from the upper floor? Someone probably just abandoned them in a box after cottoning onto them being duds. ]
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Yea but I'm smarter. [It seems that Aak accepts Fuuta's assessment of his body with his usual grace and dignity. Anyways, as long as the single swipe is acknowledged he can let it go. Terrans were a bit stronger than Earthlings but Aak was such a weakling, made even weaker by his time at the resort, that they're comparable.]
[Aak accepts the glass and starts looking over it, assessing the viscosity and swirling the liquid inside. He holds it up a bit higher, disappointed when there's not really any better lighting to best determine the color. He'd started to learn a few of the warning signs of a bait potion versus the real thing but there were also so many different random-ass potions!]
So you're willing to drink random stuff if it's in a treasure chest? [Sorry, the smug look is back. He's using that whole four centimeters of height advantage to the fullest. Considering the guy was just giving him grief for stuff like this it was just funny that he was willing to accept it with an RPG finish painted on top.]
This one looks like the sensory kind. Like, tellin' where monsters are or speedin' up your reflexes.
[So it wasn't about to make either of them superpowered but it would help two scrawny guys make it through unmolested. At least, from Aak's personal appraisal. He says it with confidence even though... he's actually wrong.]
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-- anyway, knowing about his own short height and still needing to look upwards at it, even slightly, sure is infuriating. Fuuta just shoots Aak-in-his-body the stink eye for a moment before giving into the flare of his temper and stepping on his foot. Yes, that's his body? He's not making it a proper stomp. But it's still Aak in there right now, so he's going to step just hard enough to make it ache a little. ]
I'd rather drink random stuff from a treasure box than anything you make.
[ A very pointed little barb, said right as he snatches the bottle back from Aak's (his own) hands and holds it up to the light, like he can discern anything from the way light shines through it. He can't, of course! It just looks like a bottle full of weird, colorful liquid. Even when he pops the cork off and takes a cautious sniff -- it smells kind of strong? can he smell better than he used to, in Aak's body? -- he can't really discern any useful information from the sugary scent. So after squinting at it for a moment more, Fuuta turns back to Aak.
While holding the bottle back out. ]
You take the first sip. [ Pause. ] -- no, wait.
[ Never mind. Pulls the bottle back. That's his body, after all. ]
I'll try it first.
[ ... but after he says that, he doesn't actually want to drink it first??? Cue a moment of hesitation as he tries to decide which option feels less dangerous for himself. ]
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[And some irritation lingers, since Aak really can't understand why Fuuta trusts something the house made more than something he did. They should be equally untrustworthy, really. Maybe, somewhere deep down, he wonders if he'll ever make any progress in Fuuta's mind. If he never makes any progress, if he's always going to be mistrusted, he just feels a need to live up to that.]
[And that's how he can blame Fuuta for the fact his behavior doesn't improve!]
[Aak's already got his hand out to accept the potion. He's confident in his own assessment so he doesn't really care whether it's his body or Fuuta's. He raises an eyebrow as Fuuta stops him and then still hesitates.]
... shame my body doesn't give ya' any extra courage, huh?
[He reaches out to put his hand over his own on the bottle, grin sliding back onto his features.]
How'sabout I give it to you mouth-to-mouth?
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Still, it's no real excuse for the dirty look Fuuta shoots Aak (ugh he hates that smug grin) (unaware that his own smug smile is really not much better) before pointedly yanking the bottle back out from under Aak's hand. ]
I have plenty of courage. [ As he pops the cork. ] Not wanting to just chug weird drinks here is being sensible, not being scared.
[ So he says, but even after that bluster, he needs a hot second of mental preparation and a deep breath before he can bring himself to throw back the bottle. He ends up downing about half the bottle in one big chug.
-- it tastes fine? It tastes fine. Kind of grossly sweet, but whatever. Fuuta comes up clearing his throat, accidentally pricking his tongue on his own (unfamiliar) sharp teeth as he reflexively licks his lips, before holding the bottle out with a frown. ]
You drink the rest.
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[Fuuta licks his lips and Aak can see the little place where the fur's gotten wet. Ah, that'll be annoying when they swap back. Hopefully this potion doesn't dry sticky.]
Bossy, bossy, [Aak teases, taking the bottle back.] Hey, does this still count as an indirect kiss?
[Aak's drink is a lot less like slamming it. He tilts his head and the bottle back, letting the liquid go down without hesitation. The last bit of liquid he holds in his mouth and swishes it back and forth like it's a fine wine. Yeesh, was that sweetness the active element or just added to mask another flavor?]
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What are you, twelve? Who cares about indirect kisses. Especially after we've both been stuck here forever, and we've already ...
[ '-- fucked. More than once.' Is how he's finishing off the sentence in his head? Although, as his gaze fixes on Aak(-in-his-body) once more, Fuuta ends up blinking, those feline eyes opening wide and bright. Even those big, fluffy ears perk up for a moment, bushy tail giving a sharp swish behind him. He's obviously unused to trying to mask any of the usual feline body language tells, and even if he hurriedly looks away afterwards, scuffing an eye against his eyes, it's painfully clear that something had him kind of shook for a moment.
It's just that ... for a moment, it felt like looking at Aak (as himself) made some weird sensation flit through his chest? But that's gotta be bullshit, right. Right. ]
Wait, hold on. Something's ... [ Weird. ]
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[It's a blep that lingers while his eyebrows furrow. Okay, so there was a side-effect. For his body at least.]
What, you pokin' out of your sheath? That's normal, you get used to that. [He does a quick inventory of sensation in his own body. The house's aphrodisiac was familiar at this point and that didn't seem to be it. Bruises still hurt. Feet still sore from heading all the way up and all the way back. Still stupid cold on this floor.]
[... huh, right, it's cold. It's cold and Fuuta's been down here the whole time. He distinctly thinks that it's Fuuta, not that it's his body that's been enduring the cold. That should be another sign that something's different.]
Get closer while you figure it out. Don't be a prude about it. [He sidles up to the other's side. He has, unfortunately, put Fuuta on his bad side. If he realizes better he shouldn't snuggle up against that side.]
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Haa?! [ It's a familiar, indignant noise he barks, though it's somehow lacking when he can't muster the usual growl to his voice; at least the bare of teeth gives it a little oomph. ] Why the hell would I -- I'm not!
[ At least. He doesn't think he is? He's suddenly insane conscious of how his dick sits within its sheathe in his pants, and Fuuta's gaze flits downwards towards his own crotch, as if he might be able to check on it through the fabric. Which means Aak -- visually, himself -- sidling up to his side has him giving a visible, startled jump; Aak's lucky that Fuuta didn't elbow him in reflex. ]
Don't sneak up on me like that, alright? [ It's been jarring, having his field of vision suddenly widened back up in this body. ] And it's not that cold ...
[ So he says, but Fuuta also makes no move to actually push Aak away? Something about the way the other body feels tucked at his side feels ... right? Proper. -- it's probably safer that way! That's all! So. Fuuta gives a small huff before decisively reaching down to grab Aak's hand in his; behind him, his fluffy tail swishes over to brush against Aak's back. ]
-- whatever. You should stay close anyway, I guess. Let's go.
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[... that's a joke Aak won't make because it is technically his body. There's no point in making fun of Fuuta for that. It'd just wrap around to being weird. Like, totally narcissistic, right? So, he tells himself he aspects he's finding cute are uniquely Fuuta's even though his own body. After all, that curl of the lip revealing teeth is so him that it hurts.]
Sneak? I was just walking. Don't get so zoned out or something's gonna get you.
[Aak huffs and there might be a bit of a blur between his own mannerisms and Fuuta's. While the signs of his irritation would read clearly on his Feline form there's nothing too unique about it now. The expressions that are more like him are his mocking, taunting, or...]
[Fuuta grabs his hand and his eye goes wide and his frown vanishes. After a second, the more familiar smile settles on his lips. He picks a direction for them to start walking. There's still no pop-ups with information but he figures they can make it work.]
Yea, I've got great circulation, huh? Compare that to your fingertips. [he wiggles their fingers against each other]