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

Corbeau ❱ Pokemon Legends Z-A ❱ New Player/New Character

[veneficial]

𝗨𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗗𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗼𝗻 - 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗥 𝟯

𝗔 (cw: giant bug costume)

[ It takes a bit of wriggling to figure out he's not somehow awoken trapped in a sleeping bag - which would be exceedingly weird and worrisome for multiple reasons. Actually, waking up in a full body Scolipede costume is also both weird and worrisome. Especially since he can't seem to find the zipper. Especially, especially since there is a very strategically placed hole on the lower half of the costume and he's left feeling quite vulnerable.

Muffled curses echo through the forest, especially when he collides with a tree.

Tiring himself out, he eventually plops his buggy body on what he thinks is a log ... but is actually a very hefty treasure chest. ]

𝗕 (cw: plant bondage, bukakke)

[ The good news for Corbeau is that he eventually gets out of the Scolipede costume! The bad news is, it's because a very grabby plant ripped it off. This leaves him tied up in vines, struggling in vain to try and free himself.

To add insult to injury, a crop of dongle flowers seem to be set off by his groans of frustration, coating him in generous doses of their sticky milk. ]

This ... is so ridiculous.

[ Plop! Off fall his glasses! ]

... you can't be serious.

𝗟𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗗𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗼𝗻 - 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗥 𝟱

𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗲

[ Why must every floor involve some sort of mess? He had hoped the water meant he'd be able to at least rinse off. It might not be a bathhouse or his pristine bathroom from back home, but it would be preferable to everything being so sticky.

Instead, he'd spent a good thirty minutes trying to escape the Mother Slime after finding himself absorbed. Flailing his limbs around helplessly in gelatin for that long left him exhausted by the time she deigned to deposit him back into one of the less flooded chambers like a kid spitting out a vegetable back onto his plate.

At first, he thinks the strange tingle in his limbs is from the previous exertion. Legs feel wobbly as he struggles to get to his feet in the shallow pool ]

((ooc: If you'd like any other scenes feel free to PM me here or reach out on plurk - tentaclemonster!))

Spoilers for SHf

[stillamonster]

Spoiler for Icon

[A half enraged Shichibi roams the foggy forests of the third floor. He holds no interest in the treasure chests strewn about, but it had caught the scent of a man. Sniffing and snarling for something to take his feral frustrations out on, he instead finds... and odd bug. A decoy, meant to set him on the wrong path!?

Petulant, he snaps his teeth into the long neck of it, intent to shake it until it snapped. Perhaps he could eat the insides, if they were not putrid-

Instead, teeth practically squeak into plush and cushion, finding not the shell he anticipated the snap through. The taste of plastic is about as poisonous as a nature spirit might encounter. So, his jaws unlatch before they sink deep enough to find Corbeau within. The Shichibi wincing back in disgust, howling out,]

Wretched filth!

[veneficial]

[ Corbeau squints as he spots a form approaching him. It’s easy to discern that it isn’t a human, but considering the world he comes from that doesn’t instantly strike him as odd.

It almost looks like a very scraggly Nineta—- ]

Ngh!

[ Before the thought can be finished he’s chewed on and spat back out. It all happens so quickly he’s left in a state of shock, remaining frozen still for a moment before erupting into a flurry of indignant wiggling. ]

Bad! Bad … whatever you are! Naughty! It’s not safe to try and eat a poison-type!

[ Yeah, it’s very unnerving that it can talk, but he’s going to focus on getting out of this situation uneaten first. ]

[stillamonster]

Spoiler for Icon

A man after all-? Reveal yourself!

[He will do this for Corbeau, whether the man likes it or not. The Shichibi pins the costume with one massive paw and then slices through the plastic and cushioned fabric to reveal the man within. A fanged maw reaches down and luckily doesn't try to bite Corbeau directly to lift him free. Instead, the beast grabs the costume and flips it, shaking the man withing out and onto the ground of the forest.

Then, the shredded Scolipede pieces are spit aside with a hack of disgust, the glowing eyed beast looms over and speaks again with booming, thunderous rage. A bit dramatic, really.]

You gain nothing for your deception, save my ire!

[veneficial]

[ In spite of the violent parting of himself and the outfit, there’s still a feeling of relief as he plops against the ground. It doesn’t last more than a half second before he remembers he’s naked in front of an angry monster.

An angry talking monster.

Running would be fruitless, so he’s going to have to hope that if the beast can talk, it can also be reasoned with. ]

I wasn’t trying to deceive anyone, let alone a Pokemon I’ve just met. I woke up in that thing.

[stillamonster]

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I know not what you speak, I am no Pokemon, whatever that may be. Ridiculous.

[The beast begins to stalk around him, circling with a curiosity that seems to have quelled some of his upfront rage. The man does appear nothing if not vulnerable and confused. It strikes the Shichibi as dishonorable to strike him while the man has no means to defend himself. Not exactly dignified for either of this, picking a fight.

Yet, the urge to simply consume the man remains, a feral and monstrous impulse,]

[veneficial]

[ There's no point in arguing semantics. It's not as if he has any of his Pokeballs on him to test if this creature is even able to be captured.

He watches the circling beast as he slowly rises onto his knees and then his feet, not wanting to be caught unaware should it decide to lunge. ]

Anyway, I guess I owe you a thanks ... I was trying to get out of that silly costume for way too long.

[ Eyes darting down at his near nudity, he quirks an eyebrow. ]

... though I don't know if this is much better.

B

[brother_nature]

[There's some guy in the foliage just...watching all this transpire. Weirdly, the plant monsters don't seem to react to him. Not yet, anyway.]

Damn, feel like I'm watching somethin' I shouldn't.

[And as for why the plants aren't bothering him, a vine splits from his skin, slinking over to pick up the glasses, dangling them in front of the newbie's face.]

Question! Can ya see shit without these?

[veneficial]

[ Typically, Corbeau conducts himself with confidence. Goes through life with the poise of someone who has control of their world.

Typically, he’s not being accosted by plants while nearly naked. ]

I don’t know. I’m suddenly very forgetful. How about you return them so I can remember?

[brother_nature]

Hmmm. . .

[His vine gives the glasses a shake, dislodging most of the sticky fluid, and then. . .brings them over to Chobe, who plops them on his face. He adjusts them on the bridge of his nose, mockingly.

He can't see shit with them but that won't stop him.]

Uh oh. Forgetful much? My diagnosis is ya got a bad case of Sucks To Be You-itis. Could lead to blindness.

Only cure is a bit of begging!

[veneficial]

[ Damn. Back in Lumiose his reputation tended to be enough for most to know not to mess with him. He wasn’t in any position to make demands here, and he’s well aware of it. ]

Begging? Is that really all? You some kinda schoolyard bully?

[brother_nature]

Never been to school in my life, sorry, I'm just a normal bully.

[By what his understanding of what a bully is. He won't drop the whole murderous thief and monster bit just yet.]

But if it don't sound hard, best get to beggin'.

[veneficial]

[ Well, you have to respect the self-awareness. Maybe. There's an exaggerated roll of his eyes as he murmurs out in a deadpan: ]

Please, oh pretty please with sprinkles on top, return my glasses ...

[ A pause, and a tilt of his head. ]

What's your preferred flavor of ego rubbing? Your highness? My lord?

A.

[tohell]

[ He doesn't need to see the strange suit sticking out like a sore thumb to find his way to Corbeau when strings of profanity are strewn out like breadcrumbs to lead him there. The scent J picks up of him is much more subtle than the litany of cursing, but it plays a part in finding the other guest too. Demonic senses are honed to recognize a scent like Corbeau's, never mistaking a whiff of a human in close proximity for anything else.

That means when he does lay his eyes upon the angry reddish suit, poorly replicating some insect's chitinous carapace, J's already pegged him as one of the many Wildcards, thrown into tacky costumes the moment they were dumped into the welcoming arms of The Golden Peacock. ]

You've picked a terrible place to start bugging out, my friend. [ A leonine paw slams itself atop the scant portion of the treasure chest not occupied by a swearing plush insect doing its best to out-swear a sailor. This is purely for effect, meant to rouse a reaction instead of landing that incoming paw on Corbeau's head. That might spoil the evening, when those paws have a track record of decapitation and the Wildcard in J's sights is more entertaining alive than he is as a bloody mess. ]

All that noise is probably alerting everything in earshot to your little situation here. [ Is he stuck in that costume? Poisoned? Injured? Whatever the answer may be, in the end it only makes Corbeau one thing: Vulnerable. ]

Not the brightest idea when there are plenty of insatiable creatures lurking around these parts, looking to sink their teeth into something that can't fight back. [ Most of which are guests driven so mad by a suit flare or aphrodisiacs that they'll pounce on anyone, willing or not. A flash of pearly whites in the shape of sharpened canines doesn't exactly offer much reassurance that J isn't such a monster. ]

[veneficial]

[ The ‘thump’ gets the reaction the thumper was looking for, the man in the bug suit leaping to his feet to put some distance between them.

Well he tries to leap to his feet, anyway. The bulky suit isn’t made for nimble movement, and it’s all he can do not to fall back right on his ass into the dirt.

It’s not a good feeling, being so out of his element. Not knowing what methods are going to get him the outcome he wants. ]

And how do they know I can’t fight back?

[ He hates the waver in his voice. Back home his voice never wavers. It’s taken years to build up the confidence he suddenly realizes that he takes for granted when he’s surrounded by his grunts and his Pokemon. ]

[tohell]

[ How could J miss the note of venom slithering out to strike at him despite the tremble in Corbeau's voice? That hint of rebellion lights a flicker of interest in pale eyes locked upon his squirming companion. Better than that, the demon's smile appears to notch even wider in satisfaction. As if, of all the infinite possibilities and potential reactions Corbeau could have given, he'd spun the roulette wheel and landed on exactly what it takes to catch the archduke's interest.

Unfortunately, that's rarely a good thing. ]

Can you? [ Goading, his brows raise with emphatic disbelief in time with the eager scrape of claws digging further into the top of a treasure chest that's apparently come into J's possession. His expression, clearly anticipating a show, is reminiscent of a teacher eagerly awaiting their worst pupil's bungled attempts at solving the most rudimentary of problems. ]

It's a little difficult to picture you duking it out when you can't even stay upright long enough to run. [ Looking down at Corbeau from his towering height, J doesn't resemble anything feline in the moment despite the catlike paw perched atop Corbeau's prior resting spot. Between dove white wings unfurled around him and the sickle-shaped talons gracing every paw, more akin to a raptor's weapon of choice than feline claws, J gives the impression of a winged predator descending upon the unlucky morsal it intends to have for supper. And not as a guest. ]

[veneficial]

[ Of course he can't run in this stupid thing. It's obvious to them both. Still, there's no promise that staying is a better option. Neither might end well for him. A hard swallow as he pushes down the lump in his throat formed of frustration, embarrassment, and more fear than he'll ever admit to. ]

There are more ways to fight than with fists.

[ If only he truly were a Scolipede in this moment. Preferably one with Poison Point. Then he wouldn't have to make a hollow bluff and hope the mysterious predator would fall for it. The garish red and purple wouldn't merely be for decoration - they'd be a clear warning.

Prey who don't have poison or speed on their sides need to resort to seeming larger than they are. Holding out wings or raising crests to convince their attacker that they're more trouble than they're worth to hunt. Unfortunately, he doesn't think even standing on his tiptoes would give him the level of intimidation needed to scare J off. ]

I got covered in some weird stuff earlier, besides. Do you really want to risk touching me?

[tohell]

Such as? [ "There are more ways to fight than with fists." Of all the demons belonging to the Hell he'd called home, few have lived by this philosophy better than the archduke himself. Afterall, it hadn't been anything so boorish as brute strength or fearsome fists that had become the merciless weapons J had chosen to arm himself with to survive the dog-eat-dog world he knew and ascend to the uppermost rungs of demonic society. Those had been his cunning mind and the masterful manipulation of words spun from a silver tongue.

None of that means he'll put words into Corbeau's mouth and assume the alternatives this Wildcard has found to battling it out with others will align with J's own. Not even when he sees the obvious outline of an idle threat taking shape to arrive with suspicious timing. But he is curious about what sort of person lies under the costume and what Corbeau's answer might reveal of the man and his motives. All of this J intends to hear that from the man himself.

Soon as Corbeau poses his warning J runs through a mental tally of the present flora and fauna, trying to guess which of those tick the right boxes to splatter his costumed friend in something "weird". One particularly infamous plant, and its phallic flowers, occupy the top spot when it comes to likely culprits. ]

This stuff you've been slathered in... [ With only a parroting of the word and a little emphasis, J turns the yet unknown substance Corbeau is allegedly covered with into an impish taunt. Skepticism and ridicule woven together in equal measure. ] It must've been from one of those excitable plants around here that's got everyone turning into milkmaids for a little profit, hmm? What, did you have poor aim or bad timing, so that all your vigorous efforts landed you with nothing but a face full of- Pssh!

[ There's an absolutely crude gesture J makes to simulate a hand job, wrapped up with a dramatic spread of fingers imitating a specific kind of eruption and a noise to accompany it. Together it paints a vivid picture of Corbeau's suspected encounter. An improbable one at that, when Corbeau can't presently use his hands in his current getup and likely arrived suited up.

Not that it matters. J has more creative intentions for spinning this yarn than to merely give some assumed blow by blow of prior events. ]

[veneficial]

I'd be stupid to give you any clues.

[ It's downright painful to be so utterly trapped. Suddenly he's some young punk out on his own again, new in town and out of his element. The feeling it sows in his belly is like the dark cousin of nostalgia, where you're thrown back into the past you were glad to leave behind. Familiarity that chills your bones and inspires the sensation of plummeting.

There's no way he's going to think of it as 'trauma'. That word is shoved away quickly, and violently. Feeling sorry for himself isn't going to do a damn thing for him right now.

When the squirting plants are mentioned, he's almost glad for the zag into absurd lewdness. Being flustered is highly preferable to that other road he was going down. ]

Why would I have set them off on purpose? I had an accidental run in because the vision in this suit is horrible. My only thoughts have been getting out of it and out of here, not wasting time jacking off plants.

floor 5 (hi tan it's sarah)

[gamegod]

[A classic dungeon crawler is all about preparation, resource conservation, and awareness! And all of those things... are much more fun behind a screen than in real life, tragically. He does get a certain rush from finding rare materials in the chests and so most of his deeper dives were about trying to find the nicest materials to brag about and then exchange on the surface.]

[His first time down in slimetown he's trying to be appropriately cautious. It doesn't take a Clubs-boosted imagination to figure what a sufficiently large slime would try to do.]

[So, he takes a moment to try and check the room when he comes across a man struggling to stand and covered in slime. The Mother Slime has gone about her business, it seems, which means that Kurama can swoop in and try to steady poor man.]

My, you're- [hurt, are you okay, and yet the first reaction to actually touching the man's arm to help him stand is,] -gooey.

[While he doesn't regret helping he does have some regrets as he realizes that helping this weakened person up means slime on his hands, up against his side, and while he didn't go for any of the sultry armor sets this does mean he's probably going to need to buy a new overcoat.]

hiiiii

[veneficial]

Thank you.

[ It comes out an entirely different tone than he was expecting. Silky, low. The words going several notches deeper than a surface level thanks for helping him up.

More like ... thanks for the touch. Thanks for the warmth. Thanks for the spike of something ticklish in his lower abdomen that will very shortly trigger an erection. That should be more concerning. ]

You're ... beautiful.

[ It just feels right to say. It doesn't matter that they've just met. Just like it feels right to entwine their fingers. ]

[gamegod]

[While a master of strategy Kurama is still woefully under-prepared for various social cues. He can read the tone as simply immense gratitude. So covered in slime, he wouldn't be surprised if the other man assumed death was just one monster away.]

[It's only with the second line that he remembers, even if this was a dungeon, they were still in a sex casino.]

Oh, dear. [Their fingers slide together and the way the slime presses up and warms between their skin is evocative to his mind.]

Listen carefully, whatever you're feeling [his index finger slides against the others'] is likely a side-effect of something here [rub, rub, rub] and it will likely only intensify with time. [... like the lewd handholding?]

We'll have to find some way to dispel it before a random encounter happens... [Rinsing off in the water could only do so much. He's assuming whatever dosage has been given to this man is more than enough. He should try to minimize whatever amount he touched. As if it weren't already on his clothes, his hand, as if he wasn't sliding his finger against the other's as if it were an orifice.]

[veneficial]

[ Kurama didn't need to tell him to listen - he's hanging on every word. Every syllable drips down his soul like warm honey and he can't gulp it all down fast enough. That must be why he's closing in on the other man's lips, needing to taste straight from the source. It's not a direct kiss, not at first. It's a taste. Then another. More and more. Quicker and greedier with each dip.

Oh, that finger feels divine. His own joins it in the dance. The addictive friction. Naked, slick fingers that slide so perfectly against each other. ]

Mmmhmmmm ... tell me more.

[gamegod]

[It's easy for him to fall into a false sense of security with how obedient the other man seems to be. That's why it catches him off-guard when the first touch of gooey lips to his lips happens. He starts, the feathers in his hair fluffing up and making it fan out slightly.]

I- [He wants to at least pretend he's more put-together than this! And now he's being peppered with kisses?!]

[He brings his free hand up to grab the other's cheek. It may allow him a bit of distance in exchange for another patch of skin getting exposed to the secretions of the mother slime. At least he can wipe some of the slime away from his partner's face. It can't be comfortable. One hand is playing fake-intercourse with holding hands while the other is trying to clean him up like a weary parent.]

Well, it's clear what it's encouraging you to do... then again you're so soaked I suppose it would be ridiculous to expect you to resist at this point...

[Although some part of him thinks, good, since it's not like he has to do any convincing. He can get what his body craves while not actually needing to say he wanted it. This poor stranger can bear the burden of actually showing desire.]

[veneficial]

[ Desire is pressing up against Kurama's leg in short order, being rocked energetically up and down in time with the fingers. Corbeau is a good foot and some change shorter than this stranger, but that height difference doesn't seem to deter him in the least. While there's still some shred of decorum in him that he's holding on to, it's getting more and more difficult not to lose it in the hot haze. ]

I'm sure if I don't get to have you I'll die. Or if you don't have me. Whichever. Either way it's death.

[ He's trying to sound dramatic, but there's too much horny rocketing through his bloodstream to hide the way his eyes are sparkling. A far more likely scenario than death is creaming in his pants, but that's close enough right? ]