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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The man isn't screaming or running. Good; if Toma has to kill him, too, he won't have to chase him down first - and that's a thought worth taking into account, as to what's been done to him. His speed, on foot as well as with a blade, is a point of pride; running down a loose end is no problem at all. Along with his body being changed, though (and to what extent, he still isn't sure), he finds himself preferring the man come to him, prospective victim or not.
...In any case, he sure seems to be taking the whole murder thing in stride - and it's when he catches sight of those distinctive marks up his neck (tattoos? scars, like those that appeared when his brother first started healing?) that Toma actually recognizes the unexpected witness, which.
Yeah, this tracks, actually.
He flexes his hands experimentally, frowning down at the corpse, then at his now-segmented extremities - wow, that's fucked up. He feels like it should actually bother him more (the transformation, obviously, not murdering some creep)...? Maybe living a century as a crime against nature has just screwed up his perspective that much.
Well, anyway, he draws the line at eating this guy - whatever certain unrequested instincts may say.] You're free to him.
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[ Waste not want not, right? Rokurou squats down and begins to fiddle through the dead man's pockets under Toma's suspicious gaze. A few things, like some coins and papers, the daemon gives a look before shoving into his own pockets. When he finds what he's looking for he holds one in each hand: two vials, one empty and one full. The difference between them is subtle. What remains smeared in the empty glass is green and cloggy while the remaining vial has a shimmery, iridescent green.
Rokurou stands, wagging the empty vial in front of Toma's many eyes so he can see for himself. If he's disgusted by his now-segmented extremities or the insect-like grid of his pretty face, Rokurou doesn't show it. If anything, he seems incredibly amused by the whole situation. ]
He wanted to fuck you so badly that he got his potions mixed up. I found some of these down in the dungeon, with those plant creatures. It turns you into... well. You've probably realized.
[ Even so, from what he's observed of those rolling around with the plant monsters after taking the potion down in the dungeon... his gaze slides up, studying Toma's horrific face. If the guy hadn't died, he still may have gotten what he wanted. ]
How are you feeling?
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Figures. Knew he must have put something in my drink, but that he wouldn't even pick the right one... what an idiot.
[Speaking of idiots, though: He guesses the other one has a question.]
...Off. [Instincts and impulses foreign to him, heat and energy distinct from the usual current of his Tao thrumming under the surface. His line of sight flicks back to Rokurou, and those unfamiliar instincts protest the remaining distance between them.]
Don't suppose it would be too much to hope this will wear off on its own.
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[ Rokurou tilts his head, taking a step forward to close some of the distance between them. It's mainly out of curiosity: he reaches a hand out to brush along Toma's cheek, trailing from the corner of one eye to the next, as if checking if they're real and not some sort of mask. He's seen too many daemons back home for this to bother him. Lizard daemons, snake daemons, wolf daemons. Hell, even his own face is marred, stained with black carapace beneath the sweep of his bang. ]
This way or that way, I still think you're pretty good. [ cheerfully said! ] I came because I was worried, but I should have known better. You would have killed him either way, huh?
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[Muttered under his breath... he wouldn't believe that for a second if they were literally anywhere else, but here it's no surprise at all. A near-inevitable inconvenience.
So, he isn't annoyed with Rokurou over that - though, when the daemon's fingers brush his face (sure enough, definitely not a mask), his hand flies up to grasp Rokurou's wrist. All those eyes narrow, exposed arachnid fangs shifting.]
Really. How chivalrous of you. [He doesn't bother disguising the derision in his voice; as far as he's concerned, it's equally appropriate whether the man is a lying opportunist or just a wannabe hero. ...Though, in the former case, Toma supposes he's likely to get what he may have been after, anyway; he's clearly still interested, Toma needs to get the potion out of his system, and he supposes he could do worse. Definitely easier than trying to track down someone else suitable who won't be put off.
After a moment's consideration, he lets go of that wrist.] That was the plan, yes.
cw: fratricide mention
[ Lol. Lmao, even. Though, admittedly, even after whittling his humanity down to the dregs, he does still believe in his family’s code. While the Rangetsu had always been morally gray and enjoyed fratricide, they held their own set of beliefs, one of which was protecting the vulnerable. Nothing he bothers to mention; why ruin a good time by highlighting his virtues?
Rokurou takes his wrist back, still unperturbed by either the fearsome expression crumpling across those horrid features or the derisive tone. After giving Toma another up and down, he finally shrugs, as if deciding on what he wants to have for lunch: ]
Want me to fuck you?
[ Seduction, thy name is Rokurou. But it feels pointless to beat around the bush; though he is often a lying opportunist, he’s also a capricious creature that’s just as likely to directly say what he’s thinking. ]
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Though, what Rokurou does say - or, rather, how he says it - sure doesn't help any. There's another disgusted ripple across Toma's features - probably something equivalent to the curl of a lip.]
May as well. It's the most obvious course, right?
[Not exactly the most enthusiastic response... still, as he says it, Toma is already starting to untie his obi. May as well rip off the bandaid, see what's going on under that right now.]
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Cheerful, he watches as Toma unties his obi, also interested to see if the transformation has continued from top to bottom. ]
Are you…
[ He makes a few hand gestures. You know. Horny?? ]
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He shrugs off his clothing, unsure, himself, what to expect to find. That segmented carapace continues down his torso, the porcelain white of his chest and abdomen broken by ripples of blue not unlike those on the underside of a joro spider, giving way to bright red along the line of his hips. Between those red segments, a blue mark resembling a clubs emblem sits on his abdomen.
Aaand from there... there is no dick to be seen. Just a change in the segmenting of that carapace, sort of a seam just visible between his legs.
Huh.
His gaze flits back up to Rokurou, and he raises an eyebrow, his tone still exasperated.]
Am I what?