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TDM 01: TAKE 3
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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Unfortunately, due to high demand during the holiday season, we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We deeply apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding during this time.
As a token of our appreciation we have issued 4 CLOTHING VOUCHERS and 4 FOOD VOUCHERS to your account that can be used at many of our locations. Complimentary chips have also been applied to your bank account.
You will be notified as soon as your reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We sincerely hope you enjoy your stay. 】
EVENS
EVENS
Soft. Warm. Cozy.
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
ODDS
ODDS
A bird cries in the distance. Water beads trickle down chilled flesh. Itch itch itch—something pokes your bare ass.
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
“Yes, brilliant idea, it’s a naked party! Whoohoo! Come on everyone. Take your clothes off. All of them! Naked party, naked party, naked party!”
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Characters will wake up in either a rank 2 room or in the Vale. We ask that you pick one arrival for your character for consistency sake. If you can't choose we suggest using an RNG and letting it pick evens or odds.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
MAIN LOBBY
MAIN LOBBY
The Peacock is buzzing with excitement! The massive main lobby is especially spectacular with golden streamers, dazzling lanterns, glittering ornaments, and cheerful music. There doesn’t seem to be one particular holiday being celebrated with the general theme being winter and holiday. An amalgamate like this resort simply couldn’t select one thing and had to go for everything (more is always better). The hallways and aisles are packed with streams of guests in ostentatious outfits. One can’t swing a cat without hitting someone*.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
"Have you all heard about the Peacock’s annual wish tradition? No? I’m an old-timer around here, let me tell you … see those little jars hanging amongst the lights? You’re supposed to write down your heart’s desire on a piece of paper and stick it into the jar. Then, take a match and light it on fire. They say if you do that you’ll get your desire within the next 12 months. Me? I’m wishing for an older babe, a high rank babe, to become my sugar momma… what, doing it together with someone? Sure. They say that if you do it with someone you’ll have a fated connection forevermore. So don’t do it with someone you don’t like, hah!"
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
RED CARDINAL
RED CARDINAL
Those looking to escape from the crowds will find respite in Red Cardinal. Despite being busier than usual, this particular bar remains serene with guests calmly enjoying food and drink. The decorations are minimal with a few red hanging paper lanterns. The proprietress, a handsome woman in her forties, works the bar while watching all guests with an eagle eye. Guests can be loud and out of control in the hallways; they aren’t going to behave that way in her bar.
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players can submit five threads where their character collects a gold ring with their application to receive a bonus upon acceptance. Players should include these links beneath their sample with a note that they are for the 5 Gold Ring game.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
LOVE DOVE
LOVE DOVE
Love Dove, the resort's largest department store, is running a massive end of the year sale. All items are between 50% - 70% off, which is a massive bargain for those that are tight on chips!
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
LOVE DOVE (AT NIGHT)
LOVE DOVE ... AT NIGHT
For all the joy that comes with celebrating the holidays, the jubilant atmosphere can evoke loneliness in one's heart. There are many different kinds of loneliness. The melencholy of missing someone that's died. Sorrow from being parted from your family. The ache of watching the one you love celebrating with someone else. The mourning of being left behind by a friend. These feelings are fleeting in the resort—luxury and hedonism are great distractions—but where do they go after that?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ How mask abilities manifest in the wearer is totally up to you. For example, the way a Heart mask wearer senses emotions can vary from character to character. There is no one right way to apply the prompt.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
CASINO FLOOR
CASINO FLOOR
The Phoenix Casino has been transformed into a winter wonderland. Trademark royal blue has been replaced by shades of gold and white with pops of bright red lanterns. Guests in elaborate masks and costumes mesh together and then part, reveling in pretending to be someone else for a little while.
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
GAME ROOMS
GAME ROOMS
The resort has arranged for four special events during the masquerade. These events take place in private rooms away from the bustle of the main party. There is no advertising about what is in each room and many guests are swept into the momentum. Highly trained staff tending to the door will be quick in prepping wildcards who wander in, giving them little time to realize what exactly they’ve stumbled into before it begins.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players should mod NPCs and dealers as they like. Characters may win big with medium and large payouts when gambling. They can also lose big as well!
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▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
▶ Feel free to make up other special games as well! Players, as always, are encouraged to be creative and have fun.
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: dubcon; nudity; sex toys; aphrodisiacs; alcohol; altered states; gambling; gloryholes; chastity play; bdsm; petplay; very sexy characters doing sexy things
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It's tempting to grab his hand when it reaches down to palm between his own legs, but Nimah refrains. For now. It's an awkward angle, anyway, and it's more pleasant to just abuse that push and pull to tease the other man that way. Letting him go when he's recovered enough to take a break is just as easy as anything else, basking in the warmth of his skin so nearby, the press of it against their own. Fingers curl around their length again and Nimah exhales a soft sigh, followed by a huff of laughter.]
Given up...? Really, you let me do what I'd like and expect me to give up afterward? You're truly underestimating me. Just because you got me into a collar and a chair doesn't mean much.
[the former wasn't his handiwork and the latter was all without a fuss, but that's! not the point!]
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[ Midnight says, redfaced and blissfully panting, nuzzling into their thigh. If this is all interrogation entailed, Midnight would actually consider a career change... Alas, the intelligence department at RI probably wouldn't take his credentials. Ah, well.
Midnight gives a few final kisses to their cock, to the side and to the very tip of it, then puts a hand to their thigh and leans in, fingers to their jaw, mouth to their ear. ]
How about I propose a trade, then? Proper gentlefolk that we are. You tell me where you've put my patience, and I...
[ Midnight settles more fully on their bared lap, grinds suggestively at their stomach, their groin, the tip of their cock brushing between his thighs. ]
... Offer up a reward for said information, mm?
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[if only interrogation was this easy... or this enjoyable, then perhaps things would change. best to keep to the current circumstances, right?
Nimah certainly is. a hand presses to their thigh as he leans in, and he'll hear it clearly now—how their breath has shifted and picked up, ghosting against his cheek as his mouth threatens to brush an ear.]
A... trade... Nngh.
[he grinds down against their stomach, their groin, and it really is so hard to focus against the pleasure of it. after all, they're not a saint.]
Well, if you're truly so unsure where I could have hidden it... perhaps we could reach an arrangement. Perhaps the answer isn't so far from the offer, either.
[it's a cheeky little statement, one that can be taken so very many ways. rude, even. ah, but they're about at the limit of wanting to keep holding out when he's been so very kind to them so far.]
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He presses a kiss to their mouth, then another... Then chuckles. ]
The logistics of this position doesn't quite work, does it...? Then... let's try this.
[ Midnight turns, then settles once more, this time properly sat on their lap, their dick pressed into the bare cleft of his ass. Midnight grinds back a little. His laugh is breathy. ]
There. That's my offer. Take it or face the wrath of the law, thief.
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Mmn. [there's almost a purr, honestly, at the weight of him, the way he moves. he's so brazen, truly.
there's a laziness to how Nimah moves in turn, crowding his space abruptly. one hand slides down to his hips, fingers wrapping around his cock and stroking at its base, pressing down against his balls. the other trails up, curling against his jaw and lifting it up and to one side, lips pressed lazily to the side of his neck. fingertips just barely brush lips, almost soothing.]
How stubborn... but perhaps I'll take both, if you can manage it. [teeth and tongue graze skin, a soft sigh of hot air cooling against wet skin.] Thieves are greedy creatures, after all; it's only natural to want to hear you break down and ask for more. Are you really so desperate to feel me?
[it's telling, in a backwards way. pushing and pulling, playing docile until the moment he's given them such an indescribable opportunity. Nimah is no wolf, their whimsy more like that of a fox, putting on a good chase until opportunity arises. they don't want to win, else their grip would be tighter, their tone more severe. pleasing him just outside the realm of his suggestion is enticing, so long as he seems interested.]
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He licks both their fingers and his lips before speaking again. They're proving to be such a generous lover... ]
Then try to break me in return, mm? This, too, is a part of my plans... It would be a gamble, were I not so sure of my final victory. I accept your challenge, thief.
[ Then Midnight presses back against them, against their chest, rolls his hips forward, and licks his own fingers, only releasing them when they're fully wet. He reaches down, nudges past their hand at work at his cock, and begins opening himself with those fingers, his other arm reaching back for stability against their arm. He easing in, panting, laughing as he feels the muscle loosen, letting pleased, choked moans leave his lips as he brushes up against his walls, scissors into good, firm pressure in time with the fingers against his length. He shivers and sighs, letting them feel his pleasure as it thrums through his whole body, pressing every movement against them. ]
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Such bravado... we'll just have to see who wins, then.
[they hadn't intended, fully, on letting (having, really) him work himself open. the angle is so awkward that it wasn't even a thought in their head, based on the vague understanding of what anatomically is where. then again, they're blind, and if he's got the flexibility? it's all fair enough. it frees their fingers for something else—namely sliding them between his lips without the slightest fear of sharp teeth. they shift to snatch at his tongue, middle finger petting over the center of it before thrusting in at a completely different rhythm from the stroke of his length, the movement of his fingers.
Nimah is in no rush, after all. their own pleasure can wait, especially if it allows them to hear him unravel all the more. the feeling of his pleasure itself is a fine start, even as they can feel the heat in their cheeks, buried against his neck for every little kiss and lick (and the most occasional little pinch of teeth, especially up toward his ear).]
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Right now, though, Midnight's mouth is much too busy juggling the very important task of sucking on those fingers, cheeks hollowed slightly, and moaning between passes over his tongue. Stars above, that is good. Unable to rut back against them again, seeing as how he's very busy trying to work himself open for his cock, he can only flinch and shiver in pleasure as he feels their teeth nip spots into his neck. He wants them badly, can only work himself so quickly.
The only thing he can do, and the only thing he does, is grab into their hair with his other hand, press his face against their head, close his eyes, and whimper, mouth muffled around their fingers, shuddering as his own cock begins to strain from the pleasure gathering at his core. It's so good... ]
Were I... ah, aaah... Any, any lesser. Mmmn. I would fall. To your cleverness. But this has yet... to come to its end...
[ He presses his mouth shut, but the moan that rips from his mouth is filthy. He quickly vacates from his entrance, nudges up against them, panting. It's been a while since he's been this riled up on someone else's account; it's been a while since sex has felt this fun. ]
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[they're not one to judge another's actions; so long as he's enjoying himself, what's the harm? everything is fine with Nimah under those conditions, really. it's a... choice, most certainly. that it works for them is all that matters.
Midnight is so shameless, and it's a wonder to take in. the way that he teases their fingers, moaning all but helpless around them, all while trying to endure the shift of his own fingers and their hand? heavenly, really. utterly frenetic, and how can Nimah not give him exactly what he wants in the face of it?
fingers grab onto hair and Nimah exhales a soft little growl, the tilt of his face urging them to shift a little, to trap the edge of his jaw between their teeth and bite more firmly even as he speaks again.]
Then just try to hold on.
[they've almost lost the plot, but thankfully it sidles up alongside their instincts here. his mouth presses down around their fingers and they relish the moan that escapes, biting and soothing in turn now. he's so desperate... it's cute.
but... they don't really want to give him all he wants right away. it's just too much more fun to watch him squirm, and so when his hand moves, his hips nudge against them, they take pity and pull back both hands, saliva-soaked fingers tracing his lips before moving downward.
there are only seconds between each movement, ending with Nimah's hands curled around Midnight's thighs, thumbs hooking back around his cheeks to spread them. abruptly, without a single worry that he'll dislike the motion (hard to expect, given he'd chosen saliva as his only lubricant and he's already impatiently waiting), Nimah pulls him down over their cock, pausing only if the pressure seems uncomfortably tight. outside of any necessary shifts to ease him open a little more, there's no real stopping until they're hilted fully inside.
unfortunately, their grip stays deliberately fierce, demanding even, utterly disallowing him to move over them other than to squirm a little as a thumb rubs the sensitive skin of his entrance where they're now connected.]
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You... I... ah, mmm...
[ Now whether Midnight breaks comes down to the stakes, and whether he's willing to throw himself to their mercy for the sake of bringing their little game to an end. He's... He's competitive, though he doesn't like showing it. He can be desperate, yes, but he doesn't like to show when he's trying, even if it is just a game.
So he bites his lip on top of a "please", a "more" crowding up behind it. His other hand grips hard into their thigh instead, his knees spreading as wide as possible as he tries in vain to buck against their grip. ]
That's right... Play with me. See how far you get, mm?
[ Brave words, the only weapons he has left. His cock strains in the air, his thighs shaking, his stomach shudder with the effort of holding back his arousal. Not yet. Not yet. ]
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[it's such a sweet feeling, fingers pulling at their hair, his body straining against their fingers.]
Me?
[there's a laugh, breathy and light, as he makes his decision. really, it's what makes or breaks their own act here, tempted as Nimah is by the hair pulling. he chooses to continue, and so... they do the same. a hand grips their thigh, knees spread sweetly, and still their grip holds steady.]
Let's see, then. Giving your captive such a chance, though... Nngh. Even if you can retaliate later, who could decline?
[hands shift, one set of fingernails raking over Midnight's stomach as they move. this will open up enough movement for him to buck once or twice, but once Nimah's grip curls firmly around his thighs, he'll find them lifted up as high as seems comfortable—all before he's lifted, agonisingly slowly, until just the tip of the older man's cock remains tugging at the ring of muscles at his entrance. a heartbeat, another, and then he's gifted the sharp rock of hips upward alongside a rough pull downward, the heavy smack of skin on skin all too delightful.
this is the pace they start him with, at least, slow up and abruptly down, with no rhythm to hold onto for ancitipation.]
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Later... The full weight of — aah — justice, will fall, upon you, mm.
[ He shivers on their lap, eyes faraway as he nips gently on their lip. They're so clever, honestly. He doesn't mind taking this several rounds forward, even if they do end up dropping the farce. Just so long as it's easy and fun like this. ]
Especially if... After this. You still. Keep my patience from me, ah, nn.
[ He's going to come soon; his hand comes up to hold himself at his base, his other hand gripping into their hair in sudden warning, but a wash of cloudy semen runs from the tip, begins to drip downward. He lays back on them and breathes, laughs. He isn't going to last much longer... But that's the fun part, isn't it? ]
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Haha... I look forward to seeing it.
[there's a purr to the words, head tilting into the nip. easy and fun is perfect. detached, but not emotionless.]
Oh...? Now you're just giving me ideas, haha. Letting me go while I still hold it all... is that safe?
[game or not, it's sweet and comfortable. hungry, even, and as Midnight leans back Nimah affords him a little more, a little too much. their hands hold him steady now, hips rising to smack harshly inside with each thrust. it's done with purpose now, looking for something, just the right spot to really make him lose everything. their hand drifts down to stroke his length again, slicking along the drip of semen, grip tight and wrist twisting.]
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[ They piston up and find it, that one spot inside him, and Midnight can hold out for one more thrust against them, but that hand on his cock and another push takes the last of Midnight's already rather flimsy attachment to his character's principles and tosses it at their feet. His knees raise again, he gasps, then gasps another time as the pleasure hits him properly, in a tingle, in a wave, and he closes his eyes against their neck and holds on, pulling hard, letting go. Come spurts over their hand, his hand, and comes to rest on his thighs, on his stomach. ]
... Keep going.
[ Is the first thing that drops from Midnight's lips; he says it roughly, hips fitfully thrusting back against them, meeting each generous roll. ]
Until you... Keep going... Want to hear you...
[ He sounds extremely pleased, but also mildly needy, tugs urgently at their hair. He likes a job well done, and the job isn't done until they're both finished. ]
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Don't worry.... nngh.
[they could have stopped if it was absolutely necessary, but not for anything less than frantic begging. the heat's already gotten to them, and the squeeze of him in orgasm only unraveled senses further—it takes some effort to actually pull their hand away from his cock so they can grip his hips again.]
It's the least... I can do... for such a good... mm. good boy.
[the jolt of their hips is significantly more frenetic then, slipping away from the point of chasing his pleasure to give him theirs. every rake of his insides around their cock is intoxicating, even against every instinct pulling at them. orgasm isn't far off, not with how roughly they pull him down, jolting them both with the impact of his rising hips, until it just... stops. the sound Nimah makes is beautifully strangled, heat pouring into Midnight as lips and teeth find purchase at his neck again, whole body shuddering along every point of contact.]
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But now, he's hungry for those sounds, that lovely, uneven breath falling from their lips. He's sensitive, raw even, but he can't help but kiss at their cheekbone in supplication as he feels them come deep inside him, murmuring encouragement, gratitude. He doesn't always like being a good boy, but when it hits just right...
He pumps back against them, pulling the last of whatever pleasure his body can give them through their length, then finally collapses in their lap, wetness cooling on his lap, the quiet sting left by their teeth at his neck. He twists a little, finds their mouth, and kisses them, long and slow, open mouthed over those last pleasured sighs. He is, of course, very humbled by such an ignominious defeat. ]
... You win this round, thief. But I shall be back. For what's mine. Mm.
[ Midnight giggles, eyes closed. ]
Tell me you'll be back too. I'm looking forward to it.
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He settles back and they let warm hands find gentle hold, fine with the slick wetness between them for now. That will grate soon enough. For now, the long, slow pleasure of a kiss is more than enough to soothe.]
Shouldn't you be telling me that I'll be back? [breath ghosts along Midnight's cheek, a soft chuckle given.] How could I stay away, when you've given me such a head start on such a sweet, greedy body? I'm looking forward to it too.
[The facade melts in the end, taunting filtering out and warmth back into their tone, fingers tracing absent circles over thighs.]
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Of course, but narratively speaking, it is a given. My character doesn't seem to have any motivations other than justice and the return of what's his. This begs a sequel, lest it become a tragedy. Or a farce... They say all comedies are simply tragedies with the privilege of distance, no?
[ With a soft, resigned sigh, he slips off of their lap, a hand on their thigh for balance as he regains his footing, his legs pleasantly loose. He laughs, deliciously satisfied, well fucked. He pulls his shirt off, leans over them, and begins to clean them, starting with their thighs, hands gentle as he passes over their groin. ]
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Mm, I suppose that's true. Such spontaneity only leaves so much time for consideration, doesn't it... perhaps by our next meeting, we'll have something more concrete to provide intrigue with. Though, I don't believe I've ever heard that one.
[there's a twitch of hips when Midnight does slip off of their lap, a soft exhaled noise that sings of satisfaction. even in separation, there's a lingering warmth under the circumstances, though their head does tilt a little at the shuffle of fabric, followed by the lean in and gentle pressure of fabric against their thighs. ah... it prompts a little exhale, a reach forward to brush fingers over Midnight's cheek.]
... I'm sure they had something you could use to clean up with, instead of your own clothing. [admittedly, it's a guess, but the order of events seems to fit.]
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I'm sure they did. This is far more simple, mm?
[ With a quick swipe over his own mess, he laughs to himself softly, then folds his shirt over the damp part and tosses it to the side, leaning in to give them one more affectionate kiss before stepping back to allow them the chance to start dressing themselves. He himself has far more clothing to pull on, but at the very least he was astute enough to keep all of his clothing items in more or less the same place. ]
I've done my own laundry for a long, long time, anyhow. I know how to care for a stain or two.
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[it's nice to slip back out of that space of confident bravado—not that it bothers them particularly, but when it comes right down to it, this calm is more their natural state. the rest is fun in a pinch, helpful for figuring out someone's preferences (usually... they can't say they're at all sure about Midnight just yet).
selfishly, they could have leaned in for more kisses too, but once the other steps back, they let their hands drop from their positions, humming softly before finally moving to right their clothes. there's a little clumsiness to it that probably only they feel, given everything is new and different, and the buttons feel like they're in the wrong places, but still.]
That is one skill I can't claim to have mastered, thus far. [Nimah's voice is full of mischief then. this can only mean one thing, as they work upward to the last of the ties to fix their top in place.] I suppose there's just something too unsightly about stains, I simply can't deal with them.
[bad. so bad.]
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Being quite used to the modern nature of his clothes, Midnight is dressed quite quickly, even with the looseness in his legs. He watches his new friend for a moment as they fumble a bit with their clothes, making sure they manage to get at least most of the correct fasteners in place before tapping them on the elbow. Up we come. ]
Cleanliness is next to saintliness, darling. And I am God's gift to the world, naturally. If you find yourself in need of such aid, call on me. I don't mind rendering aid, if only to be sure that one's quarters are in order.
[ Must keep busy! Midnight is a busybody if only because he cannot stay still to save his life. ]
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Nimah is, in fact, rather used to modern clothes—but theirs are all tailored and specific to Japan's sensibilities. they do offer a wry little smile at the assistance, shifting to push themselves up.
and then—then Midnight says that and it takes Nimah a second to do anything. sorry, it's not you, it's them, but the laughter that escapes them is sharp, an almost ugly giggle. that's happening a lot here, jeez.]
Haha... ah... sorry. [ahem. they're better, they're fine! their tone is still as warm as ever, at least.] Several of the kami I know would certainly lay claim to you, I think... and I'll remember that.
I keep a fairly clean environment, but a little company, even if it's just to check on me, wouldn't be remiss.
sorry about the wait! i've been sick for the past week 🫠
[ Midnight tilts his head, contemplating that. The gods, huh... Midnight likes his freedom a bit too much to let that idea settle in too easily, but he also enjoys being liked. What a dilemma. Certainly not one he's going to think about much farther than that
What he does instead is lay another kiss on their cheek, then maneuver them both from the room and toward the store's entrance. (They never did figure out that collar, did they...? Pity.) ]
I'll keep that in mind. If this is how you make a first impression, I'm looking forward to partaking of your hospitality.
[ Teasing? Maybe a little, but Midnight is very sincere about this. Speaking of hospitable, though... The laugh he gives is less helpless and ugly, but helpless nonetheless. ]
I do believe I never asked for your name. Call me Midnight. It's a pleasure to meet you.
fgasjdkljigr OH NO I hope you're feeling better!! and no worries, fam, life happens
[their understanding of the Gods is certainly not traditional, granted. and claim is... not as serious as it sounds, as it turns out.
the collar, seemingly dejected from its fervid attempts absolutely not being heeded at all, does at least let go by the time they've found the entrance. all the better, really, because it isn't something they're interested in actually purchasing right now...]
Well, I don't know that I think it's normal even for me... but I suppose I can be this way, clearly. I enjoy what's fun, after all.
[oh... that's a thing, isn't it. they pause, as if trying to think back on the last maybe-hour of their life... they most certainly did not exchange names. lips curl, and they give a mild little bow of their head.]
Nimah. The pleasure is mine, Midnight. I hadn't expected to meet someone so similar in intrigue, when I arrived here.