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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"Porn"...collection?
[ He doesn't think he wants to know what that means.
And yes, he can taste himself in the kiss. It's strange and exhilarating and outrageous all at once. Still, he smirks softly once it breaks again. ]
You know the point is not to get in trouble, right?
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Pictures of naked ladies, Henry. Or naked men.
[He opens up his Watch to start scrolling, looking for something... less dicey. And he's still looking while he speaks.]
Getting in trouble is fun. Besides, you can confess your sins and be all clean again - that means you can do whatever you want. Here, check this out.
[He pulls up a picture to show Henry, of Esikko choking on Dodger's dick. He has a couple more from the same blowjob where Esikko wasn't struggling, but he thinks this one is the best-looking one.]
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Oh! That.
[ He chuckles a little at Dodger's explanation of getting rid of your sin, shaking his head along with it. ] I'm not sure it's that simple, but that would be nice.
[ The question of whether he'll actually go to Heaven for all he's done is a heavy one that he's not excited to explore. Then again, Godwin is like the worst priest ever but he's still a damn good priest, and Henry thinks he's fine.
All thoughts of priestly figures immediately leave his head when his eyes meet the picture Dodger is showing him, though. ] Holy — that almost seems ... wrong.
[ He also still subscribes to that medieval mindset that that is so lifelike the devil had to have sucked out this person's soul when making this photograph. It's that and the fact that you can just capture someone's likeness like this that seems wrong to him, not that Dodger took the picture or anything. Is it kind of hot though? Yeah it's kind of hot. ]
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[Bold words, for someone whose back is covered in whip scars. And with how old some of those are, they probably didn't come from anything sexy.
Or maybe they did. It is Dodger.
He's preening a bit from Henry's reaction to the picture. Because Henry isn't immediately starting a fight about the fact that Dodger was doing this or taking pictures of it, and that means there's room for Dodger to try something similar with Henry later. Much later, once he's assured himself that Henry can handle sucking his dick without getting his mouth burnt.]
He was having fun, so it can't be that wrong. This is Esikko - he's my boss here. He gives me jobs and I fuck his brains out when I need extra chips.
[Dodger and Esikko have... a very complication relationship, but he does care very deeply for the man. Not enough to respect his privacy or preserve his image to other people, but enough that Dodger would do unspeakable crimes to keep him safe.]
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[ He has a lot of feelings about lashes, about torture and other such things. They don't need to get into it.
It's also a little confusing to him why Dodger seems so proud of the picture, though it does get Henry to cast it another glance when he originally wasn't planning to. ]
That's ... your boss. And I mean more like ... you can just capture something like that in those— Are you sure he's having fun?
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First boss that's let me fuck him, it's nice.
[Which implies that he's been wanting to, with his previous bosses... he's also not counting Arzial in that list, because he technically wasn't a boss. And Dodger didn't want to fuck him.]
I'm sure he's having fun - I go a lot rougher with him than I do with you. And I can take a picture of you too, if you're worried about it - see how it feels.
[He's never actually heard of people being nervous about photos before, past the security concerns of having your photos up on the internet. So he's still not entirely understanding what Henry is worried about.]
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[ He does want to, though. Oh...
Henry is kind of having a Moment about that realization as Dodger makes himself comfortable next to him. It brings him back into reality, and he tilts his head a little. ]
None of my business if he likes it, I suppose.
[ And honestly he isn't really interested in other dudes' sex lives. Or most anyone's. "Seeing how it feels" just makes him wonder if you DO feel something when you have your picture taken, though...!! Never mind that these devices have already somehow taken a couple and posted them up for everyone to see. ]
Why, does it hurt? The picture, not your cock in my throat. To be clear.
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The question, though, gets a chuckle from him.]
No, it doesn't feel like anything. It's just like looking into a mirror, except the mirror can freeze in time.
[One of his hands slides down to wrap around Henry's waist.]
Give me a few more minutes, though, and you can test out how my cock feels in your throat.
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And he feels heat flare up his neck and ears even if Dodger isn't full on laughing at him. It was a genuine concern!! He thinks. ]
I think there's some stories about how mirrors can steal your soul as well.
[ He replies in mild defensiveness, but relaxes shortly after. ] If you took my picture, would you just show it to random other people like that?
[ His brow lifts, and some amusement replaces everything else in his expression. ] Eager to get started again? Here?
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Is that what you're worried about?
[Is that a response to the mirror stealing his soul or Dodger showing his picture around? Yes.]
It's not gonna steal your soul, I promise. And if it makes you feel better, no, I'll keep it to myself.
[Small price to pay, for getting pictures of him in the first place.
At that last question, though, Dodger lights up with a mischievous grin, and moves to seek out another kiss on the lips.]
We're in private, and it's your home turf. Can't imagine a better place. [He pauses.] But it can wait, if there's anything else we need to do with the swords.
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[ He sniffs defensively, whether Dodger is answering for one thing or both. He would appreciate keeping his soul as well as not advertising openly that he'll suck a dick though. And even though he studies Dodger for a moment, well. Dodger has, despite everything, only ever helped him with things like this. So he believes him about the mirrors. ]
Alright then. We'll consider it.
[ A moment passes and then he breaks into another grin. Yeah okay, he sees this is a little silly too.
Huffing softly, he draws his hands up to the sides of Dodger's face to return a kiss, shrugging his shoulders. ] Not really, at the moment.
[ The swords, that is. He could do more work but the ones they've worked on already should be fine. He does give the "room" around them a brief glance, a near unreadable expression passing over his face. Homesickness. But then he's back to considering Dodger. ] Can't argue with those points.
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That sober expression gets Dodger to pause in turn, though, and he wavers a little before pressing his forehead against Henry's. Something gentle and affectionate, in contrast to the conversation that led up to it.]
We don't have to, if you just want to talk. I mean, this... probably brings up a lot of memories, right?
[It occurs to him that Henry can only see familiar things in the pods, and even then it's fairly easy to tell that the windows or the 'open space' here are fake. And while Dodger can't really relate to it, he is enough of a creature of habit that he does think he understands. Like a much worse version of never being able to see his old apartment or his dog again.]
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I'm always thinking of it. [ Of Hans. Which is part of why he doesn't want to talk about it right now. He shakes his head a little, even if he is touched that Dodger is asking. ]
It would be better if I don't.
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Sure.
[He hesitates a bit, before seeking out another kiss, and sliding his hands down to Henry's waist.]
Then do you want me to be quiet, or do you want me to try and get you out of your head?
[Because he knows in Henry's shoes he'd rather have a distraction than spend any time at all thinking about home, but he's testing out this whole empathy thing whenever he can.]
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Well, anyway. Before answering, he lets Dodger kiss him, following up with a small, brief one of his own. He feels a strong pang of guilt right as he answers, and he'll be asking God later to somehow convey to Hans that he's sorry- ]
I'd rather get out of my head.
[ It's just that thinking about places he can't be, things he has no way of doing right now, it isn't going to help anything. Probably, it will just make it worse. He'll grow a depression beard and that's only the start. ] I ... can't think about home.
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If we're done with the forge, we can always switch the room around. Make it something... less familiar. Like a nice bedroom, maybe some LED lights around the bed.
[Something that Dodger's more familiar with, which he figures will necessarily bring up less memories for Henry. And since Dodger himself is almost entirely focused on the younger man, that should even them out.]
Next time we work on swords I can bring some alcohol along. Then we can get shit-faced afterward and really get out of our heads.
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[ As long as he doesn't have to think about it. But he smiles at Dodger genuinely. ]
But whatever an Eleedee light is, sure. Show it to me.
[ Or he supposes he's the one that has to get the room to change? Either way. As long as they move on from Czechia and the 15th century and Hans, he's content enough for now. And he laughs a bit. ]
And as long as the alcohol is after the forging, yeah. I could use a good night of drinking.
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Just don't try and keep up with me. It takes a couple bottles of whiskey before I feel anything - more bullshit with my body.
[One more kiss before he pulls away from Henry and goes to a spot next to the door to pull up a holographic screen. He's never actually messed with the room himself before, so he's working off of his approximate memory of watching Esikko do this, but it shouldn't be too complicated.
After a bit of fiddling the forge melts away, replaced by what could best be described as a gamer bedroom. It's dark, there are decorations on the walls meant to imitate neon signs, and the bed in the middle has a strip of LEDs around the underside. Their swords end up resting on an otherwise empty desk.
It's tacky by Dodger's standards, but at least there's no danger of it reminding Henry of anything.]
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[ And that's all he's going to say about that. Dodger doesn't need to hear about how Janosh and Adder dragged him to the baths and tucked him in after various ... incidents on their first night of drinking together.
So Henry turns his attention to watching Dodger, and then watching the room change. There is a twinge of despair in his heart as he watches the fake smithy disappear, as though he can't just come to one of these rooms and ask for it back again. He clears his thoughts of it as best he can and watches the room turn dark. The neon decor hurts his eyes, and the lights around the bed certainly are interesting (and maybe ... useful?? Why is he thinking about that). ]
Huh. Is this what your bedrooms look like at home? [ It doesn't look tacky to Henry because it doesn't look anything to him. He has no comparison. So it's sadly a very earnest question.
He does walk over to sit down on the bed though. Comfy, as he expected. ]
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[Dodger wanders back over, and takes a moment to just appreciate the sight of the other man before climbing up to straddle his lap. His focus is mostly on Henry, but... it's been a while since he smoked, and he's starting to hit the limit for how long he can go without. So he fishes his pack out of his pocket, and pulls a cigarette out with his teeth.]
About to light up. Don't flinch.
[Feels like a fair warning, before he snaps his fingers to light their tips on fire, and lights his cigarette off of it. At least he's leaning back a bit, mostly so the flames aren't appearing right in Henry's face.]
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[ That's just how that kind of comes together for Henry at the moment. But it's quickly replaced by having his attention on Dodger, which is what all this is about anyway.
He smirks a bit at the warning, though truthfully he's glad for it. ]
Thanks. [ Cigarettes are also a bit of a strange concept to him, and the smell is weird, but it doesn't bother Henry too much (especially since Dodger isn't right in his face). Rather he was actually watching Dodger's fingers with interest. When he knows it's coming, it's kind of fascinating to just ... watch. ]
Do you just ... think about it and it happens? Does the snapping help?
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(Tommy is probably luckier with women than Dodger is, but it's not like they talk about it.)
The question, though, makes him pause to think it over. Instead of waving the flames away he keeps them out, twisting his fingers and moving the flame across them as if he's contact-juggling a coin.]
It helps, but it's... a visualization, I guess. Like thinking about a lighter catching flame. [Wait, Henry's not familiar with those.] Or... flint and steel?
[He does finally wave the flame away, and slides his arms around Henry's neck.]
A lot of these powers feed on emotions. My fire feeds on anger. So if I need to make a lot of fire, I think about... bottles breaking. Like I'm smashing a bottle full of everything that pisses me off, and letting it loose.
[It's a little deeper than that, and maybe that's clear in his expression - the way he looks sort of distant, and troubled. His mind is on the source of that analogy. The first time he really lost control was marked by a breaking whiskey bottle.]
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Oh. That makes sense, I think. [ Picturing a spark igniting timber or kindling perfectly, creating a bloom of fire out of nowhere. He watches the flames for a moment, and then turns his gaze back to Dodger, smiling a little bit ruefully. They're both guilty for dragging up unwanted memories in each other, it seems. ]
I get that, too. [ He turns his head a little, bringing one of his hands up to take the arm Dodger's just put around him so he can draw those fingers that were just aflame up to his lips. ]
But I don't need you getting angry right now. I just need you to tell me I'm charming and dashing and [ and don't need to think. he huffs a laugh. ] Whatever else. Feel free to ask the same of me.
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You're charming, you're dashing, you're a good listener, and you're... sharp. You'd be dangerous, if you wanted to be.
[He pauses, takes a drag from his cigarette and blows it to the side before gesturing with it.]
Do you want to try this?
[He's willing to take no for an answer, although he'd certainly prefer to get a yes. More than compliments that he isn't sure he'd take to heart, he likes the idea of having a habit in common. So few of his partners are willing to smoke with him.]
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A chuckle sneaks through his lips as he lets Dodger's hand slip away from his. He seems pleased by the compliments, even if he asked for them, placing a lazy kiss against the other man's lips. ] I can be dangerous. To other humans.
[ Particularly in the pursuit of vengeance, or in acting out his own anger. But those are just details. He's coming to terms with his manly pride being slightly wounded by the fact he's outmatched in a world where humans are near the bottom of the pack.
Looking at the cigarette then, he tilts his head. ] What... is it, exactly? Some sort of herb?
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