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.
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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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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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[Smart men can be dangerous to anyone, even god-like beings. Dodger believes this strongly, and he believes Henry has that potential, but his focus is already moving on. Maybe he'll mention it later.
Talking about the cigarette feels much more important.]
It's an herb, yeah. It's tobacco, chopped up and toasted and rolled into paper cigarettes. When you breathe in the smoke, it wakes you up, makes you feel... focused, alert. It just feels good.
[He's not the person to ask about any of the downsides. Both because he wouldn't voice anything he's aware of, and because he's been chain-smoking for years. He has no idea how he'd feel if he went more than an hour without a cigarette, and he usually doesn't like to go more than ten minutes.]
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Sorry to disappoint, but I doubt you'll be seeing that much in a giant pleasure resort.
[ It appears that anything can happen in this place, but he still has his doubts that all out battles or war or even brawls are going to happen. Not to him specifically, he's a threat to exactly no one here at the moment. ]
Ehm... alright. [ It sounds similar to certain tonics but ... well, Henry knows that Dodger is a terrible influence (on Henry's soul specifically) so he'll mentally approach this with a grain of salt. ]
Fine, let me try it.
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Here - it can burn your throat if you're not careful, this'll go down smoother.
[He takes another drag, and presses his lips to Henry's, guiding him to open his mouth so Dodger can breathe the smoke into him. He stays there until he's confirmed Henry has inhaled it, before leaning back to get his reaction.]
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Of course he coughs. He didn't know what to expect at all. ]
Um...huh. Okay. That was —
[ He makes a face, tilting his head at Dodger, and then shakes it off. ]
Try that one more time.
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Everyone coughs, the first time. Takes a while before your body gets used to it.
[He presses a proper kiss to Henry's lips, although it's relatively short, before taking another drag and once again blowing it into Henry's mouth. This time he looks much more expectant when he leans back, figuring the second attempt will get a good reaction.]
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It wasn't so bad, that time. Tastes a bit strange.
[ But most things made out of herbs do. So he doesn't think much about it at all.
There is a sort of mild, dizzying feeling that's come and gone from it, but that could be because of all the kisses, he really doesn't know. ]
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[He takes one more drag, and blows his smoke to the side before pressing their foreheads together.]
I use them to calm down when I'm getting stressed out, they help me wake up in the morning... it's just nice, to have a buzz going all the time.
[Or more accurately, he feels awful if he isn't constantly feeding all of his addictions. Alcohol, cigarettes, drugs, sex. He's probably going to go seeking out more alcohol after this, but for the moment his attention is moving to seeking out more kisses, and shifting his hips to grind softly against Henry.]
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[ His eyes close when their foreheads rest, and he smiles a little. Not so different from having a drink to just forget things for a while. Except you don't often do that right in the morning unless you're from the Devil's Pack. ]
I'm sure it is nice.
[ Maybe he wouldn't want one all the time, but still. His words are murmured, not a lot of thought to them since he quickly lets himself be distracted with Dodger's actions instead. He leans up into the kisses, snakes his arm around the other man's waist as he answers with a little bump of his own hips. ]
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After a few more moments of affection he breaks off to speak with a hungry growl.]
What's on your mind, Mr. Dashing Knight? [Another kiss.] Do you want me to suck you off again, or do you want to try returning the favor?
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But maybe also it's kind of nice being called a dashing knight once in a while. ]
Too much, that's the problem. But we're working on it. [ He huffs. ] Let me return the favor. I couldn't do it last time.
[ Dodger got too hot their first go at it. Technically in this very room. He likes to think they've come pretty far since then. ]
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Well, now we know your body can handle me, so it's worth a shot.
[Training with Toma probably didn't hurt either. But it is, partly, Dodger just getting more confident with people who aren't fireproof.
He seeks out one more kiss before sliding off of Henry's lap, and moving to make himself comfortable on his back. His hands move down to unzip his pants and pull his cock free - already mostly hard, because it takes practically nothing to get Dodger going.]
You've done this before, right?
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Thanks for your confidence.
[ He actually is glad that Dodger has been so careful about not hurting him (even if it somehow ruins his masculine pride and all), and that he's not a bundle of nerves and (as much) guilt for just being with a man like this. It's nice ... feeling kind of free. ]
I have... but I wouldn't say I made a habit of it.
[ For the religious guilt in question and also if he was ever caught he'd be hanged. Just little medieval things. ]
Why, are you worried? [ He presses a kiss against Dodger's shoulder, sliding his hand down at a very unworried pace. ]
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Nah. Just checking if you needed instructions.
[Not everyone has been sucking dick since they were uncomfortably young, like Dodger has. And not everyone was stuck in a sex cult for several years.]
I think I've been making too much of a habit of it, lately. Since there's no one around to put up a front for.
[Because he really doesn't care what most people here think of him - he'd care more if Augustine was around to see it, or any of his crew back home. Even if he's slept with a few of them, he's always insisted on taking charge just so no one doubts his authority.]
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[ He's mostly joking there, but sucking a dick is pretty straight forward, and he knows what he likes when someone's mouth is on his.
Henry places a few lazy kisses against Dodger's stomach, over his shirt. His hand continues to travel south, brushing under his navel until finally his fingers curl around his cock to give it a few good strokes. ]
Well, I'm not completely ignorant in the ways of the modern world. Just mostly.
[ And he hopes that Dodger wouldn't put up a front for him, but he is aware there are a lot of things he doesn't understand about the man and that the man himself isn't about to explain. He's already got a collection of "file that for later" saved up for Dodger.
Maybe he'll tap into it bit by bit, maybe he won't. For now, he straddles Dodger's hips and moves himself down, holding his cock steady as he brings the tip to his lips in a testing kiss before it rests against his tongue. ]
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[Dodger props himself up on one elbow, just so he can watch Henry better. He lets out a small, contented sigh with that first kiss to his cock, and has to hold back the urge to push Henry's head down by just continuing to pet him.]
Back home, half the men I worked with figured I got my job by sucking Augustine's dick. I could stop them from saying it, couldn't really stop them from thinking it... but I'm pretty sure I fooled them into thinking I'm always listening, so after a while they stopped saying it to each other too.
[He's still dancing around some of the details, uncomfortable with voicing exactly how dangerous he is. It's hard to shake the fear that some part of him will be too much, especially the part of him that has maimed his own coworkers for talking shit about himself or his boss.]
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