【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our mid-rank suites for all new arrivals. We ask current mid-rank guests to welcome any new arrivals that may temporarily be assigned to their room while we process reservations.
Exciting news! The Phoenix Casino has undergone a renovation. Guests are invited to come enjoy refreshed facilities, games, and lounges. We don't think you'll ever want to leave!
Additionally, the casino will be hosting an upper rank soiree at the end of the month. All guests rank 9 and above are invited to attend. Any +1s of low rank may only attend as a pet or personal attendant. Otherwise, low ranks are not welcome.
We aim to have all guests moved into their suites as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience! 】
▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; anonymous; BDSM; confessions; costumes; dubcon; entrapment; gambling, hierarchy; pet play; power dynamics; public sex; punishment; sex toys; supernatural
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The timeline of events that took him from quiet, solitary room in nothing but a terry cloth robe to bustling red casino in a godforsaken bunny outfit is a complex tale that would take him several hours to properly expound upon. Not because it was a long story, but because it would have certainly been broken up by accusations of kidnapping, death threats and language so foul it'd convert a sailor to Catholicism.
He's over it now. He's good. He's great. He's so chill. Could not even be chiller. Really, could not be chiller, the bunny suit wasn't exactly thermal wear but that was neither here nor there as Gabriel grumpily took to the floor. With every well toned muscle out on display, resplendent in fishnets and pumps, golden markings weaving out from between his thighs, Heaven above only knew what on earth was said to him in order to keep the archangel in check but it must have been pretty convincing considering the lack of impassioned rants about lust and gluttony and blah blah-
"What do you want." Someone's being confronted with a tray of drinks with the same sort of energy one would use to start a fight behind the bus stop. Might be just a little intimidating! Standing over six feet, the shifting feathers and wings that comprise the 'mask' on the angel's face reveal a lovely array of bright blue eyes, numbering in the who the fuck knows, the wild, curly storm cloud of hair only adding to the visual size going on here.
He's big. He's cranky. He has bunny ears and whiskey, hurry up and pick your drink.
Judgemental John
"I'm a sinner?! Me?!" Heaven help whoever is stuck in here with him, if not for the sake of their physical well being than for the sake of their ear drums. The door has been pounded upon, and Judgemental John threatened with every possible punishment he can think of for a portrait, and yet somehow, for some reason, the door's not opened up yet. Why is that, that's not fair.
Blazing gold wings out and fully flared, he turns his attention to the person unlucky enough to be sharing this room with him, gesturing sharply at the painting, can you fucking believe this guy style.
"Can you- Ugh!" He pinches the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger for a second, before scrubbing his hands through his hair. "... Fine. Alright. Whatever. Fine. There's no possible way mine could be worse." It's said with such absolute conviction too, as if he actually believes the story he's selling, crossing his arms across his chest before nodding to his fellow comfort station captive.
"You can go first."
Sex Toy Roulette
The fact that he needs to play these games in order to get currency, and the fact that he needs currency to begin with, has already caused him to go through the five stages of grief in one of the establishment's other, Johnless bathrooms. Now he's back again, and after eyeing up the dice has decided to take his chances elsewhere.
Like the roulette table. Surely, nothing could go wrong at the roulette table. Surely, he would never be burned by the roulette table. Because he's the good lord's very favorite and would therefore be totally protected from being cursed by the RNG.
Surely. He doesn't look entirely convinced, but the siren song of a quick win with a big fat payout is looking awfully tempting.
"I think I understand the appeal to this now." Lord if he gets out of here he will never judge anyone for gambling ever again. But here he is, still waffling, shifting from foot to foot as he weighs the pros and the cons and eyes the collection of toys atop the table. Maybe a little encouragement will help boost his confidence a touch?
[ooc: lmk if you have anything in mind! Otherwise this will be up to good old google dice roll.]
Date Night
Now this was... Okay no it wasn't more his speed, but it was at least closer to it. Gabriel openly looks far more relaxed here, though he's refused every drink on the menu aside from water. ... Not that he hasn't been glancing at the wine every now and again, apparently quite curious about that.
It was without hesitation actually that he plucked a card from the collection on the table, reading through a few of them with interest before settling on one, "What's something that doesn't exist, but should?" He pauses, looking from the card, to whoever is across the table, then back again.
"I could go first if you like. As an example, perhaps? I suppose it might be hard to think of something that doesn't exist yet... Or maybe what is the best thing you've learned this year?" He's reaching for more cards, he may be a little too interested in reading all of them now actually.
"What do the others say..."
WILDCARD
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Gabriel | Ultrakill | New Player
Judgemental John
Sex Toy Roulette
Date Night
WILDCARD
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