peacockstop | TDM 01: TAKE 3

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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

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.

GIFT BASKET DELIGHTS (PLEASE DON’T COMPLAIN) ▷ Charming Novelty T-shirts: [ 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 ]
▷ All Natural Body Care
▷ A Luxury Candle
▷ A Box of Holiday Cookies
▷ 12-Pack of Resort Branded Health Items

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.

BATHROOM MISCHIEF ▷ THE SOAP WANTS TO DROP: Soap is slippery, but it seems as though some of the bars are intent on slipping out of hand and onto the floor. Some even shoot across the open concept showers and hit someone else. But how could soap throw itself at someone?! Are you sure you're not just looking for attention?

▷ YOU CAN'T ESCAPE YOURSELF: As the steam from the showers rolls through the bathroom the mirrors begin to fog. Strange enough, fogging the mirrors begins to reveal some kind of message ... and not just any message. Wildcards may discover one of the worst private thoughts they've ever had written out on the mirror for all to see. Hiding it as easy as wiping away the vapor, but you can never really escape your truest thoughts.

▷ SHAM-ME, SHAM-YOU: There are several shampoo scents for wildcards to choose from in the cabinets. One particular formula, Saltmarsh Sparrow, isn't quite like the others. This particular shampoo is designed to pair with the wearer's natural scent. Wildcards may find that they are leaking faint pheromones that incite lust and arousal in potential mates. Use too much shampoo and you may even be affected by your own scent!

▷ YOU, ME, AND THIS COMMUNAL TUB: The communal bathroom also includes a large soaking tub that can accommodate several guests at once. There are scrubbing stones kept around the pool for guest use and jars of mud masks to wear while enjoying a soak. Mud masks will leave even the dullest skin feeling hydrated and fresh—amazing! But... what is this? The very teeny tiny font on the bottom of the jars say, "Mud will not wash off by the same hands that applied it. We recommend finding a partner to apply masks with. Enjoy!"

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.

OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR ▷ Wildcards may find that the closet door will slam closed and lock while they are inside. This will only happen if there are two wildcards inside the closet.

A giggle from the other side of the door is proof that it wasn’t an accident but the voice will not respond to any questions or demands. Only when asked what they need to do to be released will there will be another soft giggle and the demand: “Kiss, kiss, kiss for seven minutes!”

Wildcards who abide by the kissing ghost's rule will be released promptly after seven minutes of kissing. Those that do not will be trapped inside until one of the staff members comes around and unlocks the door.

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

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.

LOST IN THE VALE ▷ The Vale is the only area in the resort that has simulated weather. Wildcards in the Vale may experience thunderstorms, windstorms, and light rain showers. Those who don't find their way out by night hours will find themselves plunged into darkness, with the bioluminescent mushrooms their only source of light.

▷ There are small caves and caverns throughout the Vale. There is overhead connected netting throughout the trees that may make travel easier for those agile enough to get up there. A river with fresh water runs throughout the entirety of the Vale.

▷ There are real birds living in the Vale. These birds find newcomers very interesting and like to swoop and peck if they see a good opportunity to bully. They are easily frightened off but quick to return if someone is particularly reactive.

▷ The Vale is very moist at ground level so mud and sinkholes are common. There are scattered stone and wood-plank pathways but for the most part the set-up is very natural.

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.

SEXY? TRAPS ▷ CAGE: A lofted wooden cage. This trap is triggered when the prey crosses a hidden tripwire. The cage will fall from above and enclose the prey if they are not quick enough to evade. The cage is heavy and difficult to move. Escapable if the prey is strong enough or if someone lends assistance.

▷ HANGING NET: Netting hidden on the ground by leaves or moss. Stepping into the net area will trigger the trap into pulling up and capturing its prey in lofted bundle. Escapable if the prey manages to cut through the net or if someone lends assistance and breaks the pully rope.

▷ MUD PIT: A deep hole hidden on the ground by leaves, moss, or carefully placed bushes. Prey will fall into the hole once stepping into it. Depths may reach 6 - 7 feet so prey cannot climb out on their own. Escapable for those with good agility or if someone lends assistance.

▷ ANKLE SNARE: A rope loop hidden beneath leaves, moss, or other craftily laid vegetation. This trap is triggered when the prey steps into the snare. Rope will tighten around the prey's ankle to keep them in place. This trap may remain on the ground or loft the prey so that they're hanging upside-down from a tree. Escapable for those who can cut the rope or if someone lends assistance.

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.

IT'S AN ORGY Y'ALL ▷ FINDERS KEEPERS: None of the long-standing guests are paying attending to the clothes they've stripped off. Some of these clothing items may even have small items in the pockets, like a zippo lighter and cigarettes. Wildcards that dare to snatch clothes or items most likely won't be caught ... but if a guest does catch them, what are they gonna do other than give chase? If you're fast enough it's all yours.

▷ FREE LUNCH IS NEVER FREE: All of the food and drink offered by the guests on the pagoda is spiked with aphrodisiac. Intensity varies from a very slight amount to a full dose, at player discretion. Regardless of potency, wildcards will find that effects do not last long.

▷ MOVE OVER, BUB: The bathroom in the pagoda is small, comfortably fitting two at best. There is a shower with a limited amount of hot water available. The gauge will show as the amount of hot water declines. Once the hot water runs out wildcards can only use ice cold water to wash off the mud. It would be effective to shower together, wouldn't it?

▷ WHO STARTED THIS PARTY: Pagoda guests will become wilder as the party goes on. Wildcards may end up voyeur to guests having sex out in the open. Some guests will try to match up with wildcards or try to match wildcards simply because they would look good together. Particularly frisky guests will playfully chase wildcards around. Good luck, newbie!

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.

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).

5 GOLD RINGS GAME ▷ The poinsettias are changing vases! Hey, they like to be fashionable too. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in their roots as they dart across the floor to the next pot.

▷ Poinsettias are quick and clever. They will dodge, hide, and use bystanders as shields to avoid being caught. Once they’re in their new vase they cannot be taken out. They’re very stubborn.

▷ Poinsettias that are startled may give off a spurt of strong aroma. Wildcards that inhale this scent may break out into a rash. The cure is to climax/orgasm, which will get rid of the rash immediately. It may last up to a week otherwise. An embarrassed poinsettia may offer this explanation, apologetic for doing the flower equivalent of farting in your face.

▷ Gold rings can be retrieved from their roots. Taking these rings is harmless to them but they will be a bit bummed since these rings granted them the ability to scurry around. Please be kind and deposit them into a vase so they are not left stranded on the resort floor!

▷ Each ring collected may have either a slight charm or slight curse. A ring will either grant a brief boost to physical ability (charm) or drain physical ability (curse). Rings are single time use and will become plain gold rings after a brief use period. Players are welcome to choose if the rings they collect are charmed or cursed.

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.

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.

RED CARDINAL’S HOMEMADE HOLIDAY MENU ▷ Shrimp and Leek Dumplings; Vegetable Dumplings
▷ Squid Kebabs with Oyster Sauce
▷ Spicy Crawfish Pot (🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️)
▷ Rice Noodles served with Sour Beans, Peanuts, Bamboo Shoots, and Shallots
▷ Hand-Pulled Noodles, Thin Beef, Boiled Egg served in Fish Broth
▷ Steamed Crab
▷ Carp with Sichuan Pickles
▷ Kung Pao Chicken (🌶️)
▷ Spicy Beef in Hot Oil (🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️)
▷ Shredded Pork with Garlic Sauce (🌶️)
▷ Red Braised Pork
▷ Sweet and Sour Ribs
▷ Mapo Tofu (🌶️🌶️)
▷ Twice-Cooked Pork Slices
▷ Hot and Sour Glass Noodles (🌶️🌶️🌶️)
▷ Fried Eggs with Tomatoes
▷ Roast Duck
▷ Egg Fried Rice
▷ Lotus Root and Rib Soup
▷ Glutinous Rice Balls
▷ Green Dumplings
▷ Steamed Pea Flour Cake
▷ Osmanthus Cake
▷ Mung Bean Cake
▷ Egg-Yolk Puff
▷ Dragon's Beard Candy
▷ Steamed Creamy Custard Buns
▷ Rice Dumplings

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.

RED CARDINAL’S HOMEMADE WINE ▷ SWEET OSMANTHUS: A sweet wine with notes of apricot and plum. A healthy dollop of the butterflies one feels during first love has been blended in to evoke an even brighter taste on the palate. Drinking Sweet Osmanthus will inspire feelings of love and romance in the drinker.

▷ JAMMY BERRY: A tart wine with notes of blackberry, raspberry, and bayberry. A clever tongue may also taste the unshed tears for those without mourners. Drinking Jammy Berry will compel the drinker to cry. Full on waterworks. You baby.

▷ CHILLED NUT: A mild and nutty wine with notes of chestnut and mint. All that's added to this one is a sprinkle of those bad ideas that always come past 2am. Drinking Chilled Nut will prompt the drinker to confess a secret.

▷ LOTUS TANG: A deep-bodied wine with notes of wood and oak. A cup and a half of blended confidence from "the strongest" men as been liberally whisked in. Drinking Lotus Tang will give the drinker a massive confidence boost and the sense self-importance to match.

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.

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.

DRESSING ROOMS ▷ ANONYMOUS FUN: Many of the stalls have strange holes cut into the walls, making it easy to peer into the next room over. However, an astute wildcard may realize that these holes are too big to be peepholes. One may even come to that realization because of an unexpected visitor poking through the hole to say hello.

▷ YOU’D LOOK BETTER IN THIS: The lights in the dressing rooms may flicker on and off during the night. After that blink of darkness, wildcards may find that the clothes they were going to try on have been swapped with something completely different.

▷ FOREBODING: Wildcards may find that their reflection in the mirror is pale and tired. The lips of that reflection will move, a faint flick not noticeable to anyone else around, only to the one looking directly at their own face and knowing they aren't whispering. This reflection will try to warn its original... but will quickly freeze up, unable to get the message out before returning to normal.

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.

TRY A NEW FACE ▷ HEARTS: Several of the red masks have been marked by Hearts. The wearer will be able to glean a vague sense of the emotions of those around them.

▷ DIAMONDS: Several of the white masks have been marked by Diamonds. The wearer’s body will become especially sensitive to touch and temperature.

▷ SPADES: Several of the black masks have been marked by Spades. The wearer will experience a heightened desire for intensity or violence.

▷ CLUBS: Several of the purple masks have been marked by Clubs. The wearer will become compelled to act impulsively or recklessly.

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.

SEX TOYS GET LONELY TOO ▷ DILDOS: The dildos will chase after guests to try and fill whatever hole they can. These dildos are indiscriminate and will target any hole, so watch out for these pests trying to jam into one of your nostrils. Dildos will target the nearest character and will change targets if another one is within closer range.

▷ SHIBARI ROPE: The shibari rope has uncoiled itself and is hiding in wait to capture two people together. When it spies an opportunity it will throw itself forward and try to knot two individuals together. It will target a single individual if no one else is close enough to catch with them.

▷ FEATHER TICKLER: The feather ticklers are surprisingly aggressive, chasing after characters to tickle them to tears. Sometimes these ticklers work together to trap characters into a corner and tickle them. A very unlucky character may even run into a flock of ticklers!

▷ LEASH AND COLLAR: The leash and collar set will play dead until someone is close enough. The collar will snap around the neck of the closest individual and the leash will drag them toward someone else to hold.

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.

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.

COCKTAIL MENU ▷ GOLD GLAMOUR: Those that drink Gold Glamour will find that they are now able to change their voice. A popular choice among guests that really want to lean into becoming someone else for the night.

▷ DIAMOND DUST: Those that drink Diamond Dust will find their walls slowly lowering. Suddenly, being vulnerable and open to connecting with people doesn't seem so bad. Something to help loosen up your favorite introvert.

▷ RUBY TONGUE: Those that drink Ruby Tongue will not be able to tell a lie for the next hour or so. No matter how hard they try they will only speak honestly. Ruby Tongue won’t let you hide from yourself, even at a masquerade.

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

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.

VIRGIN AUCTION In a room draped in red velvets and spotted with plush couches, wildcards will find themselves either snatched up to a wooden stage or given a number. The distinction between the two is simple: staff will judge which characters are virgins and which are not. Virgins are included in the auction and all others are given the opportunity to bid on them.

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome … to the annual Virgin Auction!! Gaze upon these fresh nubile virgins in awe! So clean and so untouched. You won’t want to miss this opportunity to bask in the glow of their freshness!

▷ Virgins will be asked to give an introduction of themselves on stage. Afterward, they can walk the floor and interact with bidders as they please. Virgins are a rare novelty in the resort so NPC guests will fawn over them and offer them gifts like chocolates and flowers. Some may even read crappy love poetry to them.

▷ Bidders may submit their bids via Watch directly to their virgin of choice. If the virgin likes the bid and the guest submitting it they can accept immediately. If not, they can wait for another bid. After 30 minutes, if they have no other bids, they must accept their highest bid.

▷ Virgins need only spend 1 hour of their time on a “date” with the winner of their bid. They do not need to lose their virginity. Virgins will be paid a medium payout for participating in the auction and paid 20% commission from their winning bid.

LOCK & KEY Gold and red melt together in this cozy game room. Adorned with padlock and ribbon decor, wildcards will only have a moment to admire the space before being snatched away by staff. Some wildcards will simply be given a key and returned to the room. Others will find themselves buckled into a harness or belt of some kind—but this isn’t any belt. It's a chastity belt. A rather uncomfortable one at that.

One hour to find your match, all! Anyone that doesn’t find their match after time has passed will be locked in the pillory and spanked as punishment! Welcome to the Locked Chastity Game!!

▷ Locks are looking for their matching key! Guests must find their match in order to win the game.

▷ Locks and keys that do not manage to find their match by the end of 1 hour will lose the game and have chips deducted from their bank account. They will also be locked into a pillory and spanked.

▷ Chastity belts may be over clothes or under clothes. How intense of a belt a character is wearing is left to player discretion. Some are very raunchy and may require direct contact with intimate areas to access.

▷ Once the game begins the door is closed. Candles that let off a strong aphrodisiac will be lit to add some urgency to the matchmaking. How strongly a character is affected is left to player discretion.

DIRTY DICE In another large room with small scattered game tables tables, pairs and groups will be given a special set of dice to play with. Two bold guests take the lead and show everyone how to play the game. One guest tosses both dice: one lands on BITE and the other on BREAST. He grabs his game partner and peels down her collar to sink his teeth playfully into her breast. She then takes her turn, the dice commanding another intimate action.

Got it, newbies? This is an easy beginner game. Roll the dice and do what it says. You both take turns, and if neither wimps out and does what the dice say four times in a row, you win a prize. That’s Dirty Dice for you!

DIE A
1: Bite
2: Kiss
3: Caress
4: Grab
5: Lick
6: Sniff

DIE B
1: Lips
2: Breast
3: Mouth
4: Neck
5: Ass
6: Knee

▷ If both players manage to complete four rolls they both will receive a medium payout.

▷ If one player manages to complete four rolls they will receive a small payout alone.

▷ If neither player manages to complete four rolls they get nothing.

▷ We recommend players use RNG during this game for random fun!

MASTER & PET This particular room notably has several smaller breakout rooms, all decorated in sensual black silks. Every character that steps inside will be guided into drawing a card from a box. The card will either denote Master or Pet. Staff are quick to divide those who have selected master and pet cards and set them up for play.

Welcome, Masters. We have a variety toys and pets for you to choose from. Your wish is our command. Here, you can have whatever you want. You’re in control.

▷ Masters will be given a selection of toys to browse. Players are free to imagine anything in the piles of stock that masters get to choose from.

▷ Pets will be collared and given a metal tag denoting whether the pet is a cat or a dog. This distinction is made based on character personality.

▷ Masters may request a random matchup or examine the available pets and choose the one that catches their eye. Both will then be escorted to a private room to play.

▷ Pets that manage to satisfy their master will receive a medium payout after play.

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!
▶ 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

OPENING INFO | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: dubcon; nudity; sex toys; aphrodisiacs; alcohol; altered states; gambling; gloryholes; chastity play; bdsm; petplay; very sexy characters doing sexy things

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!

▶ 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.

▶ Most importantly, we wish you and your loved ones a happy and healthy holiday season!!!!!

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

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The look Edward gives Izzy upon hearing 'meant for me' can be best described as nonplussed, but there is a very subtle curl of his lips that might suggest he's holding back his amusement. He whips it playfully at Izzy before rummaging through again.

"Nothing that'll do your tits justice, I'm afraid." he mutters, shrugging at Izzy's next question. "I don't want to keep doing this shit, Iz, I've told you..." he sighs, "I'm not saying it's entirely over, but I want to give life with Stede a shot."

His eyes are buried in the basket as he continues to speak, unable to look at Izzy as he mumbles the next part. "Didn't get one with you..."

Izzy catches the shirt with a laugh, but sets it aside. He's perfectly comfortable in the robe, and if he's not being dragged to Hell any time soon, he sees no reason to put clothes on.

Ed's reminder stings. Both that he was tired of piracy (their life, the life Izzy had given everything to make as perfect as he could), and that Ed doesn't consider it a life at all. He looks away, ignoring that sour feeling in his stomach. "I liked our life...before. Thought it was the only way I could be with you." He scoots to the edge of the bed, where he can easily reach for Ed's wrist and gently tug at it for his attention.

"I want you to have a life with Stede...I want the two of you to be happy." His chest aches as he says it, because someone else will be doing what he never could. "But maybe...while we're here..." He tugs once again, a little more firmly. "Sit with me, Eddie."

It isn't that it wasn't a life at all, it's that every moment of it was survival. The constant raiding, plotting, scheming, running from authorities was exciting, but a man can only handle so much of that before needing a break. Edward wasn't bred for it the way Izzy clearly had been. At the end of a hard day, he wants to curl up beside someone and feel loved, and while he and Izzy did have love for one another, it wasn't that sort.

"It wasn't--" he answers shortly, eyes buried deep in the basket. It's hard to have this conversation in the first place, harder when the man you're having it with is supposed to be dead. Harder still when he has a whole head full of words he wishes he had been able to say to Izzy when he was alive and his entire body is screaming at him to get them out now while he still can. In case Izzy disappears again. In case this is all a dream.

His eyes feel wet when he feels Izzy's fingers wrap around his wrist, but he manages to look back at him all the same. Sit with me. Not the first time he's been given this request, and Edward feels like he's reliving Izzy's death all over again.

He moves willingly, falling back beside Izzy until his head is nuzzled into the other man's shoulder, until he's somehow, even as the larger man between the two of them, curled up against Izzy like a child seeking comfort.

"I miss you." he admits quietly. "I'd be a lot fuckin' happier if you were still here. Even though you're a fuckin' nightmare."

Izzy's thoughts cling to those two words, even as Ed sits down and nuzzles into him, Izzy's arm wrapping around his shoulders and holding him close the way he used to. It wasn't, but Izzy hadn't known. Hadn't even tried talking to Edward about other possibilities once he became captain. Now it's too late, and someone else is giving Ed the life Izzy never got to.

"Should've checked that noseless pox of a prince for weapons before we marched him back to those navy dogs," Izzy mutters. The crew had made him soft, in some ways, and he'd let his guard down, which served to prove that the way he'd lived his life before had been what kept him and Edward alive. "Can't change what's happened, though. How long have I been buried now?" There was no concept of time for him once his heart had stopped, only a blink and he was waking up here. But time had to have passed, for the ship to get away from the Republic, for Ed and Stede to set up an inn. "I wanted to be your husband proper," he admits. He wasted enough time in life, so if he gets this second chance, even if it's only some weird dream he's being allowed to visit Ed in, he's taking it. "Didn't dare ask it of you, 'cause it'd be one more weakness for mutinous bilge rats to exploit, but...sometimes, I'd pretend. I'd even planned it all out in my head at one point, before we met Bonnet and his crew, that I'd take you ashore the next time we made port, treat you to a nice evening and finally tell you everything I'd always longed to say." He looks away, concentrating on a spot on the wall.

"I lost my nerve. I was a coward, when it came to what I felt for you. And now, I feel so stupid, 'cause what's the good in admitting any of this now?" A wet little laugh escapes, mirthless and empty.

"Should have done a lot of things differently..." he echoes, his mind racing and traveling much further back than just checking for weapons, and landing somewhere around shooting Izzy himself, hell, taking several of his toes fits the bill, too.

Edward shrugs, "Couple days, I reckon. I don't know how long I've been here. Could've only been in the ground a day before I ate it and died, too. Fuckin' poetic." he sighs, as if he's considering the scenario where they've been reunited in the afterlife and gifted a sex basket for their troubles.

His eyebrows pinch above his head as Izzy rattles on about his own mistakes and fantasies. It makes his stomach churn to think about, just imagining what life might have been like had Izzy taken a softer approach. Ed would have fallen for him easily, but he'd also probably have never met Stede, and as it follows never learned the proper way to love another person. He sighs, then reaches forward and takes Izzy's hand in his, weaving their fingers together.

"What is now?" he scoffs, "This could be a dream that ends when I wake up... or this could be what comes after. If it's that, seems like you've been given a second chance." he offers a weak smile, because it also means he's lost his other love, and that's so painful to Edward he can't really entertain the thought right now. He squeezes Izzy's hand, lifting his head from the older man's shoulder with a steadying breath.

"I was a coward, too, for what its worth. I loved you, you know. And I never told you. Never let you even think it. Look what it got us: a basket full of 'Big Dick' shirts." he scoffs, making light of it. "I'll find you a new leg, Iz." he mutters, "We'll figure out where we are, and we'll make it work. The right way, this time."

"Poetic for us, sure, but..." He feels a pang of guilt at being happy that Ed's with him and not with Stede. He squeezes Ed's hand, sighing softly and trying to ignore that guilt in favor of the other things Ed is saying. Like that he loved him. Nice as the sentiment is, he can't just sit with it and enjoy it.

"Well...If you're not dead, you need to find a way back to--to Stede. But if this is our second chance...Helping me find a new leg would be a good start. We can do it together." He nudges Ed with his shoulder, then adds, "We'll figure it out together." He looks over at the basket, then back to Ed. "I don't suppose there were trousers in that basket?"

"If I'm not dead. Iz-- we both need to get back to him. I'm not fucking leaving this place without you." he bites back firmly, nearly glaring at his first mate.

"We always figure it out." he agrees, smiling at the way Izzy nudges him before he's looking at the basket again. "There were a few sleeves for our cocks, if that's any consolation." he nudges back, then stands again to take a look, this time bringing it closer to the bed for Izzy's perusal.

"And then there's whatever the fuck is on the other side of that door..." he continues, uneasy.

A soft feeling bubbles up in Izzy's chest at Ed's determination. He smiles and looks over the basket. "Sleeves for our cocks is no consolation, especially since mine isn't...standard," he says. "Guess that means we'll be exploring in these robes."

Carefully, he stands from the bed to see how far the robe falls down, checking that he'll at least keep his dignity intact where modesty is concerned. "You see anything I could use for a crutch? I don't want you slowing me down~" He says it teasingly, eyes crinkling at the edges as he grins.

He shrugs, there isn't really anything in there with them but the bed itself, the basket, and what they're already wearing. Edward takes a look at the weird device on his wrist for the first time; in all the excitement, he hadn't really bothered examining it.

An odd piece of jewelry, really. Ugly. He taps at the smooth stone face of it to get a sense of what it's made of when the whole thing lights up and Edward nearly jumps out of his robe.

"Iz, there's-- This thing has words on it." he gasps, squinting at the small letters, which only make him more confused than he was before.

"We're in... a resort casino?" he scoffs, "Who the fuck do we know that has one of those?" he looks at Izzy, confusion plastered on his face, then reads on. "And we're here to play some kind of card game-- some kind of sexy card game. Ugh... this is fucking boring, where's the part that tells me who brought us here?" He taps angrily at the screen a few more times, expecting it to change again and getting nothing more than he's already seen.

"Unhelpful note, you dick!" he yells out to no one, staring at the door, now. He'll carry Izzy on his fucking back if he has to, but he's getting to the bottom of this.

Izzy watches Ed tap at the ugly bracelet, tilting his head when it lights up. "Is that why it was making noise earlier? Because it had a letter for us?" He leans in to try to see the words on Ed's bracelet, then remembers he has his own. He taps at it while Ed keeps talking, reading along and frowning when it doesn't make sense. "My guess would be Jackie, but...I only ever knew of her bar in the Republic."

He sits down again, his leg having tired quickly. "A sexy card game...sounds like something Bonnet's crew would come up with. You sure Bonnet isn't behind this?" He doubts it even as he asks, but one never knows with the elite class Stede Bonnet comes from. It still doesn't explain how Izzy is alive again. Roach, maybe, but the man couldn't have stopped the bleeding in time, not with the way it had been pouring out. He pokes at the smooth face on the bracelet once more, trying to get it to do anything other than displaying the message. "Don't suppose whoever wrote this message and gave us these fancy bracelets plans on telling us much more about what's going on."

As far as messes go, Edward and Izzy have gotten out of worse. This one doesn't even seem that awful, really. Except for the sex with other resort guests. It could be fun, but more than likely, Izzy thinks he'll be stuck with only a few cards in his hand.

"C'mon, let's go see if we can find someone who can tell us more about this casino resort place."

"Jackie wishes," he snorts, "I've never seen anything like this..." he continues, talking about the item on their wrist. The idea that Stede is behind this isn't even one he'll entertain, he gives Izzy a very judgemental look for simply asking it.

At Izzy's suggestion that they move along, Edward exhales loudly and gets to his feet. "C'mon, then." he grunts, offering a hand. "Use me til we find you something better."

The judgmental look doesn't go unnoticed. Izzy might have taken offense at it, if Edward wasn't already moving along to offering his help. This is...Well, it isn't new, but it's been a long time since Ed offered to help Izzy with anything.

He takes Ed's hand, pulling himself up again. "I hope we find one soon. Or at least some clothes." A thought occurs to him, then, and it makes him frown. "Unless we're meant to traipse about in these robes...I want my leathers back, though."

Whatever Monster Edward had become when he'd shot his own First Mate is gone. He could never just leave Izzy to his own devices with a single leg at this point, the guilt is consuming him as it is.

His arm slides easily beneath Izzy's shoulder and around his back, bearing a lot of his weight. "Nah, If we're meant to sleep around they probably want to make sure everyone gets a good look at your flat little ass." he teases, taking Izzy toward the door.

"Actually, come to think of it, we're probably not meant to make it out of this room without using the contents of that basket on each other."

Izzy's nose scrunches at the thought of his ass being on display for strangers. It was bad enough that the crew had seen him so vulnerable. At least they knew he was still a perfectly capable and competent sailor. The strangers here knew nothing about him. All they were going to see was a one-legged aging man.

Ed's next assumption has him flushing bright red, though. "You're...probably right. I'm not sure how we're meant to use some of it, but I suppose we'll figure it out." At least he can learn with someone he trusts before he has to go and embarrass himself with strangers. "'Course, if this is just a clever ploy to get me in your bed, all you had to do was ask~" It's easy enough to fall back into teasing Ed the way he used to.

It's a valid fear but what matters is that it isn't what Edward sees. Edward sees his first mate, the guy who taught him everything he knows. His chosen family-- and one of the most respected men on the sea or in the Republic.

Edward rolls his eyes at Izzy's jab. "Shut up." he groans, "How bored and desperate does a guy have to be to create a whole elaborate kidnapping just to fuck a guy who wants him to, anyway?" he teases back. Of course now he's thinking about it. But the timing and setting is all kinds of fucking wrong.

"Let's get you back together, old man. If you want to spend an evening in my bed, you've gotta walk there, yourself."

Honestly, Izzy should've expected Ed to give as good as he got. He laughs to himself, stifling the urge to ask if Ed would make Bonnet do the same. He knows Ed, knows the answer, and he admires the younger man for it. "Y'know, if you had set this all up, it would've been weirdly romantic, but I wouldn't have respected it. I know it's beneath you." He reaches for the door handle, but doesn't turn it yet. Instead, he looks up at Ed.

"Technically, that's our bed. Until they get this room situation sorted." The thought makes him feel giddy. "Wouldn't want you to carry me to your bed, but I might let you carry me to our bed. Only after we find me a new leg." Without waiting for a response, he turns the handle and pulls the door open.

"Mate, if I had set this all up, you would have to call me the messiah for raising the fucking dead."

It's beneath him to get what he wants this way, sure, but whomever is responsible has some frankly terrifying fucking power to be able to afford all of this and whatever scientific advancements has his First Mate beside him again.

Izzy's little argument causes Edward to make that face he does when he thinks someone's talking crazy. Eyes wide and nodding in a way that says SURE, PAL, but he can't help but feel a bit fond of Izzy for the sentiment. They could've never talked to one another like this before Stede's return. Before the crew adopted Izzy as their own and cut out Edward. Before he'd been reawakened with the knowledge that the bullshit expectations they had for one another were toxic. This softer side of Izzy is one he could really get used to. He's thankful for the second chance.

"I'll carry you anywhere, Iz." he admits in a more serious tone. "I owe you that much."

In the hall, he sees people he assumes work at the resort running around frantically, as well as a few other bewildered folks in robes. It's a bit like being in the Republic, he thinks, if the Republic also hosted beings from...other worlds, maybe? Not everyone around looks fully human. Certainly, there's some sort of advanced witchcraft at play here.

"Why don't we see if we can get one of these resort people to talk to us? If we can catch one of them." He frowns as one runs right past them, then calls out, "Excuse me! Hello?" The one that passed them doesn't stop, but another worker does, looking at the pair of them with a polite but harried smile. "Any idea where I might be able to find a leg?" Izzy holds up his left thigh to show off the stump, clinging a little tighter to Ed to keep his balance. "All this fancy stuff around, you've certainly got a wooden leg or something, yeah?"

The worker shrugs and points them toward the end of the hall. "I'm not sure, but you should make use of our communal baths! You'll find plenty of helpful things there, such as towels, soaps, shampoos, and the like." They scurry off before Izzy can vent his frustration about the answer.

"Stupid fuckin' resort...I don't need a bath." He looks up at Edward then. "Do I?"

Edward knows as well as any other leader that the lower ranking crew may never have the answers. At least not if the person in charge of them is smart. Keeping them in the dark about certain things would be beneficial should one of them get caught. Given that, the nervous way the run off and the nonanswers they spout off do not surprise Edward in the least. Still worth a try, but christ.

"I can't make a fuckin'leg out of towels!" he yells after the one they actually get to stop, holding Izzy tightly and gritting his teeth in frustration. "Fucked up." he mutters, turning to Izzy as he's asked the question.

"Not any more than usual. But maybe we should check it out. Who knows, maybe there's something useful there.

"Yeah, all right," he says, then gestures toward the bathroom. "Maybe they'll have a mop or something. I could take one of these ties from another robe and...figure something out." He'd figured out how to fashion his first peg leg out of a table leg when he was blind drunk and still in pain. Doing this sober and healed will be a cinch.

"I know he got hit by that cannonball, but d'you think maybe Rackham has anything to do with this place?" he asks once they start making their way to the baths. "He wasn't as drunk as he acted, and the game seems like something he'd come up with." And Izzy's here, alive somehow. Jack could be around. Stranger things have happened.

The suggestion that CJ might be involved in their current situation makes Edward laugh louder than he has in some time. "Izzy. Unless he's literally on the King's bankroll there just isn't a way." he scoffs. Edward doesn't know anyone with these capabilities.

But the game does sound like one of his ideas. His and every other hornball pirate Edward's shared a store room quickie with.

Edward follows the signs for the baths and when they make it there, Edward is in awe of the sudden offerings for them. Unfortunately, no robes are allowed in the bathing area, so Edward makes sure to hold onto the tie to his in case Izzy finds that mop he was hoping for.

"Yeah, but maybe this is the Gravy Basket and you aren't real and these people aren't real and--no. No, not even in my best fantasies were you ever this accommodating." He knows that comment will sting, but Izzy refuses to go back to little white lies to protect Ed's self-perception. That wasn't good for either of them.

He doesn't balk at the rules of the bath area. It makes sense, that robes aren't allowed beyond certain points. "Twat, I'm not going to take your belt," he grouses as he neatly folds his own robe. He looks over all the offerings, a huff of a laugh escaping as he reads the labels. "You pick the soap, just don't make me smell like a molly house."

"Oh, get fucked." Ed groans, clearly irritated. "I'll give you the gravy basket. It's certainly fucking weird enough, but that'd mean this is all in my fucking head and you're a fucking figment of my imagination. I can accommodate a figment."

He's irritated, obviously. Like Izzy has accommodated any of Edward's requests for the past... fucking who knows how long. Izzy denies his robe belt and Edward rolls his eyes. "Okay, so then hop for the rest of the day while I get a fucking bath. Try not to slip on all the water, while you're at it."

He huffs over to the soap offerings and takes a moment there to breathe deep and calm himself down. He can't expect him and Izzy to have completely resolved their differences just because of hurried apologies to one another whilst Izzy died in his arms, but Edward only has a certain level of tolerance for the whole 'turning poison into positivity' thing Stede's taught him.

Whatever herbs are mixed into the soap seem to help with his temperament, and Edward comes back with a bar of soap that smells nice, while hopefully doesn't offend his first mate.

Izzy takes a seat on a nearby chair, the plush softness helping him relax somewhat. He still pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs, debating whether he should really have this out with Edward where others could easily listen in or watch, and deciding ultimately not to. Let Ed believe what he wants. Figment or not, Izzy has never been able to sway him from his whims. And under the Kraken...he shakes his head, trying to erase those memories. "I don't feel like a figment," he says instead. "Pretty sure if I was a figment of your imagination, I wouldn't be feeling much of anything." Like the longing he feels to take advantage of whatever time he's been granted with Eddie. Or the exhaustion he assumes is a result of whatever process brought him back from the dead.

A soft scent cuts through his thoughts, and he looks up to find Ed offering a bar of soap. It's nice and calming, so he nods, not meeting Ed's eyes. "That one's good." There's no way he's hopping his way over to the baths without assistance, even if he wasn't naked as the day he was born. That's just inviting trouble. Still, there's nothing he can see that might help him, other than Ed.

"I really don't want to...hop about in here," he says, quieter than usual. He shouldn't have made that dig about Edward not being accommodating. "Please, would you help me, Eddie?"

While letting the calming aromas of soaps relax him, he's also reminded himself that being here with Izzy, whatever here is, is his second chance to do things right. He offers the other man an apologetic smile and then his hand, the soap gripped in the other.

"Of course, man." he replies softly. "Sorry, I'm just-- this is fucking stressful." And he knows it isn't Izzy's fault. "C'mon, let's get cleaned up."

The moment Izzy's hand is in his, he's pulling him to his feet and tugging him close so that he's secure. He's already eying up the furniture around them and developing a plan for how he'll craft his first mate some sort of walking aid. But he can hone that in while they bathe, he thinks.

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