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Hathaway. ([personal profile] futurologists) wrote in [community profile] thirstology2017-01-04 09:17 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME #6

test drive 6.0


The world has shifted. Or maybe you’ve shifted? Either way, things have changed, and it’s going to be quite a while before you see them change back again.

BASICS

You were going about your business as usual until the world went white around you, and when the fog cleared: Oska. You've arrived in a snag of reality between worlds, the full extent of which can be read about here. But in essence, you’ve arrived in a grand, magical, almost empty castle. Outside the castle is an empty, long-abandoned village, partially in ruin. Past that, the world simply fades out into white mist. Your best bet is probably to stick to the castle and its grounds.

Suits of armor patrol the quiet hallways, but good luck getting them to speak or answer any questions. There’s absolutely nothing inside them, they move under their own power. They don’t talk, but they also go out of their way not to hurt you. You can even attack one, it will just patiently wait for you to give up and leave. If, however, you ask one for directions, it will dutifully turn and lead the way to wherever you’ve requested.

Librarians lurk in the halls of the enormous, well-stocked library, in which you can find nearly any book from nearly any world. The librarians are tall, wide, and very muscular, but they’re also not out to hurt you. Provided you play nice, of course. The usual rules apply: be respectful of the books, keep your voice lowered, and never bring any source of flame into the library. That last one might make the librarians reconsider their nonviolent natures.

Outside, there's a greenhouse with every type of flora you can imagine (and more, since they're from all over the universe) — be careful, though, because not all of them are friendly. If you'd like to take a dip, you can check out the lake; just be friendly to the fish. You can catch sight of almost any animal you'd like in the stables, real-world or fantasy. Most of them have been tamed, and won't do any real harm. However, some of them can be a bit testy. Stay away from the unicorns unless you have perfect manners — they hate impoliteness.

Current characters in game can assume that the Timeline glitched and sent them temporarily back to Oska. You are welcome to take any threads that happen here as game canon, should both parties arrive in game. Threads done here by prospective players may be used as application samples, and threads done by current players may be used as Bonus AC.

PROMPTS

ONE ✗ THE KITCHEN
The kitchen is always stocked with food, freshly cooked and ready to be eaten — although there was no one to do the cooking, and it might just be you to do the eating. That doesn’t seem to discourage the kitchen in the slightest, which is constantly churning out new, fresh courses. Some of them are more innocent than others today.

That tart you just ate? It was harpfruit, native to Cendiares, and has a pesky side effect of making the eater blurt out everything that pops into their head. The completely average-looking salad actually has flakes of Raphian wildflowers, which cause a bit of dancing fever — it isn't contagious, but it does make the sufferer want to dance with everyone they can. The choices and effects are endless and up to you, and don't worry; ALASTAIR is working on getting the kitchen under control as we speak.

TWO ✗ THE TRAINING CENTER
Maybe you find your way into the Training Center. A lot of work went into setting this room up, and it can construct nearly any scenario that you can imagine. All it takes to activate this room, still and featureless until it comes to life, is the brush of a finger against one of the glowing pads on the wall. The magitek will take it from there.

Just envision the setting and any enemies you’d like to train against, and they’ll instantly materialize. Would you rather go sightseeing, without worrying about a fight? No problem! The room is eager to provide you with a sparring partner, but it can be convinced to hold off -- just don’t think of getting into any fights. The Training Center also offers any games you can think of: soccer, basketball, literal freeze tag, etc. Every supply you need will be simulated for you.

Additionally, the following scenarios are also preloaded into the system for user convenience, each coming with a small summary of mission objectives:

ANWICK: A ruined little village with a massive, dead dragon skewered in the center of it. The goal is to protect her young in a nearby cave. The terrain is treacherous, the wyrmlings are squirmy and unhelpful, and the townsfolk are furious. But for good reason -- it seems dragons have been plaguing them for decades. Even the simulation’s enemies are programmed to say as much, and will do their best to convince you to their side.

CHANTES: Chantes, Audentes' first mission, is a typical medieval town cloaked in darkness and surrounded by a winding forest. It comes in two default flavors and difficulty settings. Fairies are the easier enemy; the objective is to collect three jars of unpleasant, glowing sap from their nests without getting your eyes poked out. The fairy goop can also cause disturbances with magical powers, unwanted levitation, and unfortunate cosmetic effects.

Demons are the more difficult setting. The task is to clear ominous runes off of various town structures, but when approached, each one releases a red, misty spirit. It will fight tooth and nail to protect its ‘home,’ but is largely invulnerable short of destroying its rune. To prevent this, it may resort to spells, violence, and possessing someone else in the simulation -- consider this a lesson in PvP. (NOTE: You’re also welcome to use anything from the previous events from Chantes as well.)

OSKA TRAINING: The goal in this simulation is simple: outlast the timer. It’s exactly the same castle, but after it’s been pelted by a firestorm, architecture ruined to rubble and ash. Navigating the half-destroyed castle is hard enough, and the earthquakes and fireballs raining from the sky will continue until characters survive for a certain amount of time (from an hour to a day) or find a full bushel’s worth of food. And just to rub salt in the wound, all the dirt, grime, and mud in this simulation will last outside of it, so you might need a shower after.

NALAWI: An island nation populated by diminutive deer people. The first setting is a mini version of the Gilligan's Island event -- it's less action-packed and more focused on survival. Marooned on the drowned island of Dakal, it's up to you to figure out where to find food and shelter. You might also want to avoid the hungry sea creatures that have made their way up on the island, too.

The second setting involves lava monsters erupting out of Nalalona, the largest volcano on the Nalawi islands. Lava imps will do their best to hypnotize recruits into following them back into the volcano, and can be defeated the normal way or non-violently lured into the water. Next comes the fire golems, hulking but fast. Their weak spot is their glowing core, but it will require some cleverness to reach. (NOTE: You're welcome to use any scenarios based on other Nalawi events as well!)

ZETA-12: Oh boy, a whole planet to explore! The objective here is simple: protect your delicate goo baby at all costs. Luckily for you, the simulation has seen fit to skip over the frozen wastes! Your first challenge is crossing the deep forest: carnivorous plants try to get a bite out of you, but that isn't the worst part. Eventually, you come to a deep chasm, and have to choose between forcing your wailing, distressed squidge across, or soothing it for several hours until it's willing to go with you.

Scenario two is a thick bog inhabited by an aggressive plant monster. It spits a crippling neurotoxin, so anyone attempting to fight it should be wary. Outsmarting or avoiding it would be best for the squidges' well-being, but some people are too hot-blooded for that. What will you do?

Finally, there's the desert; it's picturesque, but only if you can ignore the dehydration and punishing heat. There's a cave network for you to seek shelter in, but make no mistake: pretty soon a freak meteor shower causes a cave-in and leaves you trapped inside with an increasingly aggressive squidge. Are you out there dodging meteors or navigating caverns?

PERDITION'S REST: This is a mining colony on a planet known only as Q-65, populated solely by an alien race who have come to mine the planet for argecite, a mineral required for their survival. Members of the fundamentalist group called the Deemers have been outed as Taraxa, slug-like brain parasites who belong to ALASTAIR's rival group, Zymandis. The parasites infect unwilling hosts and leave them a husk.

The first scenario brings you to Boneyard Junction, an abandoned town at the end of the rail line that is half-sunken into the desert, surrounded by Deemers. The goal is to incapacitate your foes without killing the host body; if a Deemer is killed, a loud buzzer goes off. Use whatever tactics you need to, just keep them alive.

The second scenario takes you inside the mine, where several workers are trapped. The objective is to find them and bring them back to the surface, which is made a little more difficult by the large, hungry sand worms slithering in the depths. You'll need to get rid of them to save the miners, but be mindful of the fracking equipment, please!

THREE ✗ HOT SPRINGS EPISODE
One of ALASTAIR's teams extracted an enormous, very hot core from a sentient and murderous AI. What better way to put it to use than to heat up the springs? It's a nice place to get some much needed R&R or just hang out. Some enterprising recruits have built wooden decks and stairs around and through the whole affair. It's a little bit of a hike to get there from the castle, but anyone who has visited can agree: it's worth it.

FOUR ✗ THE NETWORK
There is some good news, along with all these bizarre and fantastical new sights: you’ve arrived with a new piece of jewelry which, if examined, gives you access to anyone else that might be currently inhabiting Oska. You can speak into the jewelry and be heard, you can get it to project moving images of yourself and others, you can even think a message into it and have it arrive as written word to whoever you’re communicating with. It’s a useful little trinket, provided you can get it to work.

FIVE ✗ CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE
You are free to use any of these settings, or anything from the Settings Page. You may use any virtually created setting you can think of in the Training Center, even scenes from your character’s world (although they’ll be devoid of people, unless they’re brought in as opponents).
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Korra | Legend of Korra

[personal profile] proavatar 2017-01-05 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
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[Korra isn't always a salad person, and right now? She's definitely considering never being a salad person again. Being restless isn't new to her. She's always been more active than certain teachers (Tenzin) might have wanted.

What is less usual is the way she keeps grabbing people and spinning them around, to music only heard in her head.]


Um, sorry about this!

[But she's having a bit of trouble stopping still.]

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[You know what's better than being in the hot springs? Being a water bender in the hot springs. Korra leans back and waves her arms lazily, turning the spring she's resting in into a bubbling hot tub.]

I guess this isn't all bad.

[She stomps a foot under the water and raises a rocky foot rest so she can lean back even further. What's the point of being the Avatar if you can't have fun with your powers?]

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Uh, hi. [Korra gives an awkward smile and a half wave.] Name's Korra. I'm the Avatar, though apparently that doesn't mean much to you guys. [She's already learned that the hard way. Turns out people don't get impressed when you share your very impressive title that they've never heard before. At least she can show off her bending to explain why it's a big deal.]

I just wanted to let you know that the polar bear dog you might see wandering around is Naga. [She shifts to show this cuddly beast looming over her shoulder.] She won't hurt you. But she might get a little nosy if you have fish, so just give her a little extra. She's a big sweetie.

[Naga lets out a whuff and settles her head on Korra's shoulder. Korra grins and scratches her ears.]
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[personal profile] aintafraidofno 2017-01-05 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
[despite the gasp of surprise when she's suddenly accosted to dance, holtzmann doesn't actually seem that upset by this turn events. dancing with strangers! what a great way to meet, tbh??]

Did you drink the water? [she pauses, scrunches up her face] I'm sorry, that's a colloquialism from my world I realize they don't always translate and I shouldn't keep doing that. It was the food, right? You totally ate the magic food?

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alexandra trese | trese

[personal profile] kalis 2017-01-05 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
one - network; un: babaylan
My knowledge of the occult in universes other than my own is extremely limited. With the balance of the Timeline at stake, it's necessary that I learn as much as I can, so as best to lend you all my skills. If you could, I would very much like for you all to share whatever knowledge of the supernatural in your world that you have.

I'll even give you a starting point, if you aren't sure where to begin: what is the underworld like where you are from? What are your demons like?

Thank you for your time, my friends.


two - oska, village;
[There's a short, dark-cloaked woman with a bob of jet-black hair crouched in the dirt and the ruin of the abandoned village at the edge of the castle. She pays little attention to any passersby, mumbling to herself in a foreign language: careful listeners from worlds with an Earth will detect it as an Asian tongue. The characters and circle she's huddled over on the ground-- a dripping candle, a fistful of some herbs from the Oska kitchens, and a glass of water in the center-- glow once, weakly, and fade. Trese grumbles to herself and gathers her supplies back up. Apparently, whatever ritual she's attempted has failed.

Just kidding, btw. She saw you staring. Trese sees everything.
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If you were curious, I was trying to reach out to the spirits remaining in this area. Either all of them have passed on-- which I find to be very unlikely-- or there's something very different about this area that even my abilities can't place.

[yo u want a candle? have a candle shoved at you.]

Would you like to help me try again?

three - oska, lake;
[Well, she knows of some creatures that're around the area, but going to them for information hasn't borne much fruit, either. Especially not the unicorns (way more fussy than Earth unicorns, for the record).

Her last lead is whatever creature lives in the lake. She's got a basket of a dried and definitely-not-Earth-native fish in a small basket as a bribe-slash-peace-offering for the tentacles and whatever they're attached to, and she approaches the edge of the water without fear or hesitation.
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Hello, there. [She jostles the basket a little, hoping to draw attention. It works: there's a ripple of something moving under the water.] I hope I'm not bothering you. My name is Alexandra Trese. My family does not exist in this world, but we have always had great respect for the magical creatures of our realm. Would you have time to answer some questions for me?

[The tentacle pokes out of the water, tentative. She answers with a dried fish, tossing it to the water with a crisp tilt of her hand-- the monster catches it neatly, the fish and tentacle disappearing beneath the glassy surface with a splash.]

four - wildcard;
[go wild yall]
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[personal profile] hundredths 2017-01-07 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, this sure is a candle being shoved at him now. Mob accepts it automatically, visibly startled as he finds himself being abruptly roped into...whatever it was this lady was trying to do just now. Here he'd just been passing by, wanting to have a look outside the castle grounds but ultimately sidetracked by the spectacle here...

He hadn't meant to interrupt--or at least, he hadn't meant to just keep standing there staring long enough for the lady to end up turning to him and addressing him first. But well, here they are, so. That's probably beside the point now. He was going to ask, but she's already beaten him to the punch...

Which leaves him standing and staring for a couple of seconds longer now, both hands still curled around the candle near his chest before his thoughts properly catch up to these new proceedings. Mob nods, finally, when her question sinks in.]


Oh. Yes? If you'd like...

[F...ollows her back to the circle...? Ah, he still has more questions, though. Mob remembers this as he peers down at the offerings and runes now.]

If you're trying to reach out to spirits...are you a psychic, miss?
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jillian holtzmann | ghostbusters (2016)

[personal profile] aintafraidofno 2017-01-05 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
a) i ain't afraid of no food
[meet jillian holtzmann. she's sitting on a chair, decidedly backwards with her arms over the backrest poking at what seems to be the latest in a, well, line of food sprawled in front of her. as soon as she catches a glimpse of anyone looking at her, she grins wide and waves, then nods down at her display of food.]

It's an experiment! For science! [you might not think that has weight, but holtzmann does and she delivers the line with a particular importance on science. because, duh, science is the reason.]

For example, did you know the salad makes you dance?

[still grinning that wild, almost slightly touched grin, she takes a bite of the salad (three test subjects ago, you may note from the chronological placement of the dishes) and jumps out of her seat to dance a little bit, throwing her wild hair around. she points at you and then finger motions "come hither"

yeah that totally just happened. you gonna join her or what?]

b) i ain't afraid of no cowboys
Oh god, I think I broke it!

[holtzmann jumps back as the scene from peridtion's rest starts res-ing in in front of her.]

Ghosts, I said. Why is your voice recognition so bad? "Turn on FM radio!" [followed up by a mocking, robotic voice:] "Setting navigation to home" but I don't want to see mom, don't you get it, stupid car? I don't want to -- [in the middle of her rant a giant sandworm manifests] -- oh shit [holtzman jumps, dodge rolls, and then pulls out a plasma gun and fires a shot back, the hard light zinging across the side of the sandworm]

Come on baby, you wanna play? I'm ready to play!

c) i ain't afraid of no well deserved r&r
[imagine if you will, the jaws theme. because it's coming from somewhere in the hotspring distinctly hummed from somewhere behind you and then holtzmann disappears under the water, swimming through what must be super hot totally submerged to later pop up behind some unsuspecting stranger.]

boo!

[she yells as loud as possible! did she manage to jumpscare anyone? no? okay time to try again. and yes, instead of enjoying this like an adult she is definitely going to hang out and splash around. that's maybe not the best for helping other people relax. but she's totally relaxed! totally! this is great!]
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[thanks to his machinations with Magimon Go, Urahara enjoys spending time at the hot springs just enjoying the delightful schadenfreude (though he never really gets in the water). he's sitting on the dock overlooking the spring Holtzmann has claimed for her antics with his bare feet in the water.]

You're certainly livening the place up. [between this and the lures he set around to lure the mobile game addicts out here, this place is a lot more fun now.]

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K-2SO | Star Wars: Rogue One

[personal profile] reexamined 2017-01-05 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
1. Wandering around

[The halls are large, and that's a good thing, because the figure currently stalking through them is over seven feet tall.

He moves with a solid, even stride, but at the same time, almost leisurely. Mechanical, yes, if only because he is literally mechanical- but his head turns to look at the occasional piece of decor, or down another hall. His figure is imposing, definitely. All black, with a large chest piece but with limbs that were thin, almost spindly. One might liken him more to a spider than a droid.

He is, unfortunately, lost.

Not that he really had much of a direction to go in to begin with, without so many of the things that normally drove him like… orders.

K-2SO has, at this point, traversed down every long hallway, at least once. He has passed through three of them, twice, due to their connection to others. Worse still than being lost, he cannot identify this planet, although he is at least certain it is not Imperial nor Rebel territory.

There are multiple outcomes from this wandering around, some of which result in him eventually finding some kind of identify feature to this castle, and then to this planet. Getting that sort of answer will tell him in which direction to head next. Unfortunately, the most logical solution on getting this information quickest is that...he may have to… actually… speak to someone.

Awful.

Upon spotting the next being he sees, he stares directly at them with his cold white LED "eyes."
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I'm lost.

[Wow, that certainly was a start.]

What planet is this?

2. WILDCARD

[ WILDCARD ME BECAUSE I'M BAD AT PROMPTS!! ]
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Perdition's Rest.

[ Rey says it like she's bored, probably the only person here besides Knock-Out who won't be unnerved by the sight of a droid. But when she looks up and sees just what he is, she does scowl. She's already done her part saving the mechanical members of the Audentes from becoming bandit scrap, dammit. She won't do it again. ]

I'd keep my head down if I were you. They might turn you into one of their horses.

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clarke griffin | the 100

[personal profile] strove 2017-01-05 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
a: food is a rare resource

[Her time in Polis had been short, constantly weighed down by the reminder that things might take a bad turn if she remains there for too long. But while she had been there, she had been afforded luxury as befitting of an ambassador: a pleasant room, people willing to pull baths, and access to books that had been salvaged by Lexa's people in the decades prior. What had been lacking had been food: while those at the highest point of Polis never went without, they still rationed their food carefully.

After all, they lived in a world where food could be gone just as quickly as it's arrived.

The lack of food had been a comfort for Clarke, separating Polis from the interior of the Mountain Men's hideout when she first visited. Being here, she finds herself on edge, paranoia pulsing through her veins as she steps into the kitchen. There may be others around, but Clarke has the look of someone who's trying to be casual in her observations, but just hasn't pulled it off yet.

If someone gives her too much attention, she'll manage a smile—a forced one—and then say:]
I can't decide. Got any suggestions?

[Clarke actually has no intention of eating something that another person doesn't eat first. This feels like chocolate cake all over again.]

b: training part one (at Zeta-12)

[Initially, she takes to this setting for the forests and all that it has to offer her. With a gun at her side, she finds herself paranoid of what she might find, as if as stranger might leap out of nowhere to catch her off guard. Should anyone join her among the trees, they will quickly find a gun trained on them. Even if she can tell the person isn't a part of the simulation, she takes a few beats too long to lower the gun.

Later on in the simulation, Clarke is less than surprised to find herself caught in a cave with an angry ... creature. No world is perfectly peaceful. She's already seen some of what this one has to offer, between the vines that have tried to grab her and the monster that's threatened to debilitate her.

She sighs as she tries to put distance between herself and the squidge.]
I should have known this would go poorly.

c: training part two (soccer)

[There were a lot of things that were on the Ark thanks to the unification of so many civilizations, but they never had a real need for sports. There were various centers for people to remain in shape, as they couldn't risk anything else, but sports were just outside reality, left to the imagination and recordings that had made it into space.

Clarke tries the simulations before she locates the soccer ball stuck in a corner, and she finds herself thinking of Wells. Those were simpler times, and she hates that her memories blur them all together. When was the last time she just sat down and watched a video file with someone? Before solitary confinement, that's for sure.

She sets the ball down and looks toward the set up goal. She might as well. Clarke may have never been an athlete, but her time on the ground hasn't left her any opportunities to be complacent. For one thing, she hunted all her food for three months straight while remaining in hiding.

Her eyes remain focused on the goal in front of her, but should anyone stop to watch, she will become aware of them and wave a hand in greeting.]


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username: clarke; text

Hi. Some of you met me back in Oska before we headed out on this mission. For those of you who haven't, I'm Clarke. I want you all to know that while I lack any special "magic" to heal others, I am trained in first aid and a number of survival skills. In fact, I aced it back home. I should be able to help us if anything here makes an abrupt turn.

[The idea of magic and special powers is almost on a level of understanding that she hasn't been able to accept. At least not yet.]

That's not why I'm writing to you today. How do you find out if your world is destined to be preserved by the timeline machine back in Oska? And if so, how do we recommend a future mission there?

Thanks for your help.
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Why recommend it?

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ONE. Chantes
[Alleria has fought trolls and orcs to the point of slaughter, and her skill with the bow is unrivaled. She isn't concerned with hitting the runes, nor is she worried about the demons that spring forth when she does so. It's a simple matter of timing and efficiency: two arrows in her hand and one in her mouth.

Running along the edge of a half-destroyed roof, she fires one arrow directly into a rune. It shatters, smoke swirls, and a screaming beast comes forth in thunder and fire. The second arrow in her hand flies quickly, once the demon solidifies, and hits it in the chest, knocking it back; she uses the third and final arrow to send the demon back to its hell with a shot to the brain.

She moves on like this, continuing smoothly with a mind to finish the course entirely by herself, basically ignoring anyone else in the simulation. Who needs teamwork when ur this good, amirite.]


TWO. Oska Greenhouses
[Peacefulness doesn't come easily to Alleria these days, but she's trying. She is doing her best. Being surrounded by greenery helps, and she's so distracted by the foreign plants that it serves to settle the anger in her heart for awhile.

Ears pointing forward in interest, she stoops slightly to sniff a particularly beautiful-looking flower, which then literally spurts a rivulet of a black, clinging substance into her face.]
Light -- [She tries to swipe it off but it just makes it worse and it's terrible.]


THREE. Jewelcomms
username: windrunner
This device is very unusual, though I can see how it is helpful to transcribe one's thoughts whilst one's hands are otherwise occupied. I would worry that thoughts one does not wish to broadcast may slip out occasionally, however; is there a way to prevent this? Or, more to the point, has this ever happened?
respired: i keep my enemies closer than my mirror ever gets to me (i don't do anything for free)

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[ UN WINDRUNNER? Hell no.

He's just gonna bumrush right past that obviously ridiculous question and get to the important issue at hand. ]


Give me your full name, stranger.

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one - the kitchens

[ Humans put a surprising amount of effort into food, effort Allura doesn't entirely understand. Food was always just food to her, even if it looked (and tasted) completely unappealing to the Paladins. But she's never been one to refuse food, even if it's something she hasn't tried before, which means when she finds her way into the kitchen, everything is free game for Allura.

Anyone coming across her will find Allura dancing around the kitchen and will immediately be swept up into a step sequence with her. At least her training keeps her from stepping on anyone's toes and she's surprisingly (or not so surprisingly) graceful on her feet. It's not even that much of a concern for her, especially not with the random outbursts that she can't control. ]


There's really not much difference between fighting and dancing, besides the bruises you end up with, [ she might say, or ] this is no time for fun, but I can't seem to stop.

[ The salad might not have been bad, but she's never eating dessert again. ]

two - training

[ Training, yes. This is something Allura is familiar with, even if the scenarios are different than what her castle came equipped with. Chantes is her first session, fighting those demons; they might not be an exact match for Zarkon and the Galra, but it's a lesson in PvP and getting close enough to destroy them, which is a useful lesson for the future.

She's nimble on her feet, even as she grows exhausted. She's more a strategist than an actual brawler, but she gives as good as she gets against those demons. ]


We'll take them down one day.

[ It's probably clear she's not talking to the demons; she's got a mighty grudge. ]

three - hotsprings

[ After going through as many training scenarios as possible, a hot springs is a delightful idea. What better way to relax? The hike is indeed worth it, as she settles into the springs, the water up to her chin and cloud of white hair tamed into a bun on her head. Don't mind her - she's just going to fall asleep in the water. ]

four - wildcard

[ Allura will be around and open to anything, throw anything at me. ]
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training

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Not bad. [The words cut through the air easily enough. Keith is the type of person who spends too much time in the training center, as it's definitely the best place to ground himself. Too much has happened in the last few months to shirk this duty. Besides, it's not like they have advanced training facilities on most of the planets they visit.]

But you ought to see if you can work with someone in there. We're meant to work as a team. [There's some irony in pointing this out, and to be fair, Keith is entirely aware of it.]

sorry keith

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ONE ♪ THE KITCHEN.
[ because of course Prompto is going to be in the kitchen. it's the closest thing to home when it is capable of preparing meals without assistance, similar to that of Ignis, and the food itself is surprisingly well-made at that. little does he know that it even bears the similarity of hosting a multitude of side effects. most of the ones he is aware of lets him hit harder and run faster, however ― not make him a better dancer.

but it happens. this is happening. not even minutes after taking a few chomps out of his salad and he's feeling like the spirit of the jitterbug is consuming his limbs. Prompto is usually nothing but energy, but it's something else entirely when he hops out of his seat and begins to glide around the room as if music had begun to fill it. there's nothing to be heard except for the pitter-patter of Prompto's feet as he begins to hum out tunes of various tempos. you best believe he's dragging strangers into it with his hands on their hips and both his and their body being forced to twirl about. sorry, not sorry. ]

TWO ♪ THE STABLE.
[ Oska has literally everything. when Prompto had learned that the foreign place was host of many species and flora, he had naturally assumed it meant it was all alien. imagine the look of delight on his face when he finds out it's not all exotic. he cares little about the many flowers and plants that originated from Eos, more-so focused on the one thing anyone should be excited about: chocobos. chocobooooos. all of the stress about being pulled away from his home is temporarily relieved as excitement overwhelms him, and he's rushing to the stable the moment he learns of some "very large and yellow-feathered beasts" that were tamed there.

if anyone is there when he storms in, they'll notice the look of awe that washes over his face as he sees a chocobo standing there practically calling Prompto's name. he practically sprints over to his favorite animal of all time and latches his arms around it's long neck, nuzzling his face into it and likely lacing him with feathers. ]


Awwww, aren't you the cutest thing!? Yes you are, yes you are...

[ someone can try and tell him to back away from the animal or ask why he seems to be infatuated if they'd like, but there's no guarantee he cares about anything or anyone else right now. because chocobos. ]

THREE ♪ HOT SPRINGS.
[ Prompto didn't have much on him when he "arrived" at Oska, but he seems to have been fortunate enough to retain his camera if nothing else. he doesn't have the slightest clue how long he will truly be here, but he sure as hell will prepare to take photos of his journey along the way. there needs to be evidence of his insane stories when he tells people back home, after all. for the time being, it's mainly of his hikes to and from the castle and anything that catches his eyes during the way. he hadn't walked out far enough to reach the hot spring until today, and even then, his eyes were too lost in the lens of his camera to notice what was exactly in front of him.

apparently the rising temperature did little to warn him of what he was walking into, and neither did the stairs he began to climb. only when his feet step forward and finds nothing flat to step onto does he realize what he's gotten himself into. he's apparently walked straight off of one of the decks and straight into the hot springs that were in front of him. his entire body goes careening into the body of water, forming a large splash that doesn't subside as he fights to stand. it's a general mess to spectate, but probably something he can get himself out of. probably. ]

WILDCARD ♪ PICK YOUR OWN.
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[Hopefully. Because this spectator is currently not lifting a finger to help. Instead, he's laughing. And clapping. Obnoxiously.]

Holy crap dude, that was an epic wipeout. 10/10, A++

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nah

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Eight | Final Fantasy Type-0

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I. Social Networking
[This communications system is pretty foreign to Eight's experience. He's never had anything in the form of jewelry, and that was cause for considerable debate, as was just how it's magitek, but here he is.

And here's this accessory in place of a COM. Weird. He'll put aside the bizarre nature of this in order to get some questions answered]


I don't know if this is the right place for it, but I wanted to know: do any of you come from the same... [a pause as he hesitates] er, world? Nobody here seems to have heard of Orience, so I'm guessing I can't be the only one who's...well. The only one.

[Since apparently that's how it is around here. Worlds, not countries]

II. It's a Small World
[Coming from a background such as his, Eight doesn't simply accept that he's been given marching orders from someone who isn't Mother. He remembers her face, and he remembers her voice, so he knows that she's still alive. What he doesn't understand is how any "accident" has led him to being on another world entirely. Other worlds weren't even something he'd have imagined.

It doesn't take him long to scout out the area, and what fast becomes perplexing is the fact that this place seems to loop in on itself. He can only wander so far before he winds up back where he started, and anyone outside might notice a short young man in what might pass for a school uniform stalking about like a caged tiger.

But it cannot be said that Eight isn't persistent, whether he's delving into the mist only to step back out of it like he was turned around, testing out various doors that refuse to open, or in one inspired instance...punching the heavy, unyielding door to the mechanical room.

When he draws his hand back, rather than looking pained, he only examines his knuckles curiously]


Definitely suspicious...

[The room, that is]

III. No Slacking
[Eventually Eight has to give up on hunting for more information. It comes with great reluctance, and more than a little frustration on his part, but in some ways he needs that distraction. Whatever happened back home still looms heavily over his thoughts, and he's unable to get any answers here.

What he does find is the training center. It's not very much like the training arena back in Akademia, but it seems like a way to expend some energy. Besides, Eight is a strong proponent of regular training, and he's not about to let anybody down because he didn't keep up his regimen.

The only thing is that he doesn't see any equipment. Although he makes his way to the central panel, purple text springing up before him, he doesn't see any controls or instructions.

Lifting a hand to his chin, he hums, leaning over the control panel]


Maybe they need more personnel around here...

[That'd explain his presence, he supposes, accidental as that's purported to be]

IV. Special Orders
[Have another idea? Hit me with a prompt]
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[ Eight might have left the door open behind him, or otherwise it'll be opening now without a single sound. Someone else has entered, footsteps light on the marbled (or synthetic) marble floor, regarding him with a tilt of the head and curious brown eyes. ]

Ah, might you be using this room?

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Vex'ahlia // Critical Role // Voice Testing c:

[personal profile] moneytwin 2017-01-07 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
1x TALK TALK
[ She lightly taps the dangling blue gem in her right ear, not quite a twin to the stud in her left. So, Vox Machina weren't the only ones to make use of the Earring of Whispers.

Time to see just how different this was to the magics she was used to.
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Hello out there~! Apparently this very pretty and pretty empty castle has some other residents? And we're all supposed to live here? ..Rather hard to believe, given some monarchies I've known in my time, but I certainly won't say no to a short stay.

Vex'ahlia, of Vox Machina. (I don't suppose the rest of you are here, too?)

So is this 'timeline' business the real deal, or just the results of someone showing off how badly they can muck up a Gate spell? Not that I recognise this particular plane. This looks much like home, in fact, minus the imminent threat of d--Trinket! Don't touch that, darli--

2x STABLES
"Awwww buddy." You can almost hear the hearts bubbling in Vex's voice as she ruffles the fur around the neck of a big brown bear, heavily armored and clearly pleased to be here with the half-elf. "You don't have to stay here if you don't want to, darling," she informs him, "Though Gods know how long we might be stuck here. You just let me know if you change your mind."

Pulling back a little from the hug as Trinket gives her one final nuzzle, the bear moves to settle himself in the warm bed of hay while Vex surveys the stall set aside for his use - he's certainly large enough to ride, though that's not his purpose. But this is...acceptable. For now.

One might find her wandering the aisles between stalls; her party haven't exactly had the best luck with mounts (or, rather, with keeping them alive), but Vex rather likes horses. It's nice to see so many well cared for.

3x EFF YEAH HOT SPRINGS
They'd warned her about the hike up the hills. Really, compared to Draconia, the Fire Planes and the Alabaster Sierras, this sort of terrain really wasn't that bad. But once she'd followed the directions, Vex was more than happy with what she found: so much hot water, so much space..

Well, if she's going to be stuck here however long, now was the time to take advantage of a bit of r&r.

Ignoring both the twinge of muscles (and a little bit of guilt) as she slipped into the hot water, Vex couldn't help but sigh in relief at the luxury, kicking her feet a little as she settled on the underwater ledge. Now these were proper baths she could appreciate. Behind her, in the pool connecting to hers, there's a happy rumble from Trinket as the brown bear submerges in the water too. His armor is stacked near the entrance along with Vex's weapons - save for Fenthras, and her quiver, which rest next to the large stack of towels Vex claimed for herself.

She's there for a good ten minutes, before her ears perk up, and she glances towards the doors. Company, perhaps? How nice! (..Hope they weren't precious about nudity, because Vex certainly wasn't wearing anything.)

4x Wild Card!
Come at me, bro!
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nina zenik - the dregs

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one;

[ oh, please, as if nina would be anywhere but the kitchen, eating. she's accepted her fate and now it's time to eat, it's what she does, when she's stressed or scared or just breathing. and yes, the syrup that's on her waffles might be that harpfruit or maybe it's made of another fruit that makes her especially friendly and giggly.

either way, she looks welcoming and kind, which she normally does. and she's adding to her already ample curves by working on her next plate of food.]
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[it's not easy to get kaz to look surprised. but seeing nina -- no, it's more than that, it's seeing nina eating and looking back to her usual self surprises him into giving almost a welcoming smile of his own.]

I'm glad to see you've found Oska's most popular location.

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TRAINING SIMULATOR

Yuri really only tried this thing out because he thought it might be able to make him a rink, and he wasn't wrong, so for some hours he does the only training he knows: ice skating. So it would be easy to come across him twirling on the ice, working through his gold medal routine without the music, simply to give himself a chance to escape his own thoughts for a while.

But he's a curious guy by nature, and he doesn't want to be outclassed by the skills of other people here, so hell yeah he decides to try out a couple of the other simulation options. Sparring, missions... he has no experience with any of these things. But when he gets thrown into Oska he does okay, his grace and reflexes going a long way to helping him dodge the fiery hell raining down. He runs and darts, this way and that, but eventually a goddamn doorway crumbles over him and it looks like the end as sheets of the architecture come crashing down, too sudden to avoid--!!


HOT SPRINGS

Aching and filthy after all of that Yuri finds his way to somewhere he can wash off. Only...

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he exclaims in overly loud annoyance when he realizes this is an onsen. Even visiting Japan he had refused to bathe with other people — it's fucking weird.

But also, he's dirty. And he wants a hot bath. He sighs melodramatically, glaring at the entire universe. Maybe if he just sticks to a corner ... when no one else is really around...

Having made up his mind, he seems intent on just getting in the water as fast as possible without washing off first.


THE KITCHEN

Yuri isn't exactly the friendliest person in the world at the best of times. Generally he gives off the aura of an angry cat — but hey, he's sixteen, he might grow out of temper tantrums and scowling eventually. He's already started getting better at connecting with others instead of pushing them violently away. But that probably doesn't explain why he suddenly is so very clingy.

What might explain it? Well, he ate some fried dough with jam in it from the kitchens earlier, a dish that was both comforting and sweet. His fingers were still sticky when it started to make him feel all sweet too, warm and fuzzy and affectionate, his cat like affect suddenly more the sort that climbs purring into your lap and demands smooches.

So he's probably going to drape all his slender limbs over the next person he sees and attempt to hug them! Hi.


NETWORK

☠️ YO WTF IS UP WITH THIS PLACE ? ☠️

does youtube just not fucking exist here? is that it? 😾 are there tags at least? like if i wanted to see all the cat photos everyone has ever posted with their shitty necklace how would i do that??

anyone out there like ICE SKATING? 🔥🔥🔥



WILDCARD

Want something else with a teenage Russian ice skater? Anything goes!
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@shirogane

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I don't think there are many people posting cat pictures. Lance might have put up some of Belore, if he had a chance.

What do you need YouTube for?

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luke skywalker // star wars

[personal profile] skyhop 2017-01-10 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
KITCHEN
[ is this real food smells like?

in a castle full of mindless automatons, if he could even call them that but they are definitely more droid-like than sentient beings - a thought that makes him shudder because who would do such a thing really, he can pick up no deception or warnings. it's just automatons and food. movement and smells.

he picks up a tart and a hiss blows past him in the force. it's not much, just enough to make him skeptical. ]


You wouldn't happen to have tried this already, would you?

TRAINING CENTER
[ he keeps asking himself how he got here. he knows it's a rhetorical question, but he just keeps asking it with the weird goo-baby thing tucked safely in his arms like a football or whatever the star wars equivalent is.

he was exploring and it was fine, having the goo-baby was fine. he can carry it through the hungry plants and thick forest terrain. but a chasm that gives the one in the jundland wastes a run for its credits? yikes.

all luke knows is he has a wailing baby in his arms all of a sudden. his usual calm demeanor and force presence hardly does a thing, forcing him to stop and bounce the goo-baby around like he knows what he's doing. his hand carries an unnatural wound from a biting plant; it doesn't bleed, instead it sparks every shift he makes. and it does look like he needs a hand. ]


CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE
[ you know what to do ]
forcevisions: (and let your dirty sadness)

!!!!!!

[personal profile] forcevisions 2017-01-11 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
I—

[ She wants to answer him. Really, she does. But he's just staring in her face like he doesn't remember her at all, and it's the second time it's happened (ok, the first time when he looks so young, and she's still not over it.

Anakin will be terribly upset about the reassignment turning into this, she realizes, and it makes her worry for Finn as well. But then she sees what kind of tart it is that's in his hand, and—
]

Don't touch that! [ paNIC. ]
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Sans | Undertale

[personal profile] skelepun 2017-01-10 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
TWO ✗ THE TRAINING CENTER
The words training and center really weren't Sans' favorites. To train meant long, sustained effort in personal betterment -- and there wasn't even one part of that definition he liked. Center was a little more ambiguous. Center of a corndog was just about the best thing ever. Center of a donut? Well, lacking is how he'd describe it.

Put those two fascinating concepts together and all Sans' jokes went right out the window, drowned out by the drag of his heels down the hall. This was the last time he let someone else pick the place they would hang out. And, as Sans arrived to find the room deserted, this was the last time he showed up anywhere early. Talk about blighting a perfectly maintained record of tardiness.

The glowing pads were too numerous, dim, and evenly spaced to cast any deep shadows, but Sans found himself squinting anyway. It really was a pretty incredible machine. More than he could ever attempt, that was for sure. What Alphys would give to look under the hood of this bad boy, he could only imagine. Even the dim coals of his own curiosity were stoked; prodded into lazy action by his imagination's most insistent poker.

Ghosting his carpels across one of the panels, sure enough, a book appeared in front of him. Well, less a book, more a thick spiral bound manual. Lifting it up, Sans didn't bother suppressing a chuckle.

Magitek Schematics: The Training Center. Welp. This place sure had his number.

Hopefully his intended companion -- or whoever else walked in on him first -- had loftier destinations in mind for them.


FOUR ✗ THE NETWORK

When it came to jewelry, Sans wasn't exactly an expert. Earrings required ears. Necklaces required necks. The whole no-skin thing was a problem -- even the small ring he'd been given at as a compromise rattled from knuckle to joint. Not that Sans minded, but to any unfortunate enough to share an elevator ride or empty hallway with him would be subjected to an incessant jangling rattle. Is it intentional? Is it malicious?

A little of column A, a little of column B. But now the noise has elevated from aimless jangling to the very deliberate scrape of metal against the nearby wall.

"These things are pretty neat, huh?"
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That...sure is a lot of jangling, yes. Well, no, scraping now--scraping for sure. Between the sight of the skeleton in general and this currently utterly bizarre ritual it seems to be performing with its ring, Mob hadn't quite meant to start staring, but here he is. Staring anyway. He'd only sat down on this bench in the hall for a bit of a breather after all his walking around the castle...but instead of the moment of peace and quiet he'd been expecting, there's this. A skeleton in a hoodie, meandering down the hall, dragging a bit of jewelry along the wall.

A skeleton that's speaking up now, even--to him, as Mob registers belatedly, realizing he's the only other person in this hall right now.

"--Oh. Yes. I guess they are..." A poor follow-up after being caught staring so openly, probably, but an attempt has been made. Mob blinks, shifting where he's seated as there's an awkward pause. He has a lot of questions, after all, and no idea how to actually go about politely asking any of them. So finally, and rather weakly, for lack of any better way to phrase it: "...Are you trying to break yours...?"
katsuonrice: dissatisfied, unsure, worried (009)

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1. THE KITCHEN

Hmmmm.

[Yuuri surveys the food available in the kitchen for a few moments with the vague air of someone who doesn't really like his options but is trying hard not to show it. He's starving, but... none of these foods are really to his taste. He gives the kitchen an anxious once-over glance -- nobody else is here, right? No one will mind if he just... whips something up for himself? ... Yeah. Should be fine.

It doesn't take Yuuri long to relax as he sets about gathering all the ingredients he needs-- working alone is often soothing, for him. No one else to worry about, just him and the task at hand. Thirty minutes later, the delicious smell of egg, onions, and breaded pork wafts out of the kitchen as Yuuri is close to being done. Somewhat predictably, he's making katsudon.

Just because Yuuri made it though, doesn't mean it's entirely safe from any of the ~strange effects~ that seem to come over people who eat food that comes out of this kitchen...]



2. THE COURTYARD

[Yuuri sits on a bench in the courtyard, frowning at the network display emanating from his jewelery. It's obviously this world's answer to cellphones, but Yuuri is bad at social media at the best of times. It's not that he doesn't know how to use it-- he's as good at technology as any millennial. He just never really knows what to say. Why would people find the minutiae of his daily life interesting?

Instead he sits and flips through the display, reading what everyone else has written. His worried frown gets deeper as he goes, and he seems lost in thought as he mutters to himself--]


... This all seems way too realistic to be a dream ...


3. NETWORK

@y-katsuki
Um. Hello. You have a lovely ... world?? here. But ... I think I'm ready to go back now.



4. HOT SPRINGS

[This place is just too much. Eventually Yuuri, burnt out from stressing about this strange place, makes the hike up to the hot springs people have mentioned in an effort to seek out something familiar. He sinks into the spring gratefully, the hot water doing wonders to ease his tension almost immediately.

Body almost fully submerged in the water, he leans his elbows on the barrier outside, and lays his head down to rest on top of his arms. There's a faint smile on his face as he finally relaxes.]


Ahhh... [The familiarity fills him with a pang of homesickness. But it's nice, too-- to finally find something that isn't strange and different.]

Mm. Yeah. Everywhere should have hot springs. [He's talking to himself again, eyes closed as he lets himself just enjoy the atmosphere, for once.]


5. WILDCARD??

[idk mang go for it. whatever your heart desires.]
chetvernoy: (сорок девять)

[personal profile] chetvernoy 2017-01-11 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ victor isn't happy to be here, not by any stretch of the imagination, but he's good at making it seem like he is, like being stuck between worlds with people from all sorts of strange places is just one of those things that happens.

maybe it's thanks to yuuri's presence that he's able to take it all in stride, or maybe it's simply for yuuri. he's not quite sure himself.

either way, he's quiet for a moment, thoughtful, before he replies. ]


It's not a dream,

[ he says and holds his own necklace up, letting it dangle from his fingers as he looks at it, appraising it. ]

At least not mine. If it were, these would be more stylish.

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the 12th doctor | doctor who

[personal profile] axefight 2017-01-11 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
✗ THE CASTLE

[ there's an older gentleman here wearing a black hoodie under a dark Crombie coat, with a pair of Ray-Ban®s perched on his beaky nose that fail to conceal his rather intense eyebrows, and an electric guitar strapped to his back. he's strutting about the halls of the castle with an air of great import, occasionally reaching out and touching a wall and licking his finger, or loudly sniffing the air. his sunglasses are buzzing conspicuously as he turns to look at you. ]

You. [ yes, you. he's got a brusque, deep Scottish brogue, also very impressive. ] What's the very last thing you remember before you woke up in this little pocket-reality? Keep it quick if you would, feel free to skip any tedious exposition.

[ waves his hand, as though graciously opening the floor to you. speak. ]

✗ THE KITCHEN

[ the doctor's in the kitchen, with a small mug of coffee in one hand and a piece of chalk in the other; the latter he's currently using to scribble over the floor and tables and any other available flat surfaces, with energy and dedication, right hand working inexhaustibly as he sips his beverage. what's he writing? it appears to be basically nonsense equations and random words and pictographs and arrows pointing at further gobbledygook. he's vibrating, slightly.

mmm, coffee. he waves a finger at no one.
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Shh. Shush. I've almost got it.

✗ ZETA-12

[ he's got his goo baby cradled protectively in one arm and a slide rule in the other, wielding it, stupidly, like a stumpy sword. occasionally he swings it at the offending plants, but primarily he's dodging them (effectively, if not gracefully) and hopping across the underbrush. all the while carrying on a one-sided conversation with burbling squidge.

he's pretty spry for a man his age (Old), but still, starting to flag. once he makes it to the chasm, he holds the screaming baby at arms length, wincing... and passes it off to you. your baby now. congrats.
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Here, you try talking some sense into it. It's stopped listening to me-- yes, yes of course, that's your mum. All complaints must be filed with mum, so go on. [ the last part's directed towards the wailing goo child. ]

✗ WILDCARD
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pol pol pol hi pol!! (kitchen)

[personal profile] moneyman 2017-01-11 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...odd choice of surface aside, this is the strangest clusterfuck of equations (are they even equations?) that he's ever seen. which is saying something, considering he's a former accountant and probably a certified mathlete.

then again, this dude has clearly had about twelve cups too many, so he's not ruling out that it could all be complete nonsense. or maybe he just needs to get on The Doctor's level? he steps up to the other man's side, carefully so not to spook him. no use spilling coffee all over... whatever the hell this is. ]


Hey, uh... what kind of equations are these? I've never seen anything like them before. [ pause. ] ...Also, can I get you some paper or something?

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leonardo da vinci - assassin's creed ii

[personal profile] incuriosire 2017-01-16 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
iv the network
[Leonardo had seen quite a few interesting things due to his contact with the Assassins. Unusual codexes, ancient manuscripts, weapons brilliantly designed, and a conspiracy that made all men pawns in an invisible war between two distinct forces. And yet for all of that, he marveled at the communication device in his hand. How much easier such a thing would make communication back home, being able to flip something open and have instant access!

But there was one question that was much more important than how to make something like this work back in Florence. And it was:]


May I ask precisely how one builds a device like this, or what kind of tools might be needed to take it apart?


five uss make shit up
To go from Renaissance Florence to an entirely different world was, indeed, a large jump in time. Oska, with sheer size, different architecture, and technology levels was simply beyond comprehension. Feeling overwhelmed was natural.

Or, in Leonardo's case, a spark of mad curiosity that had him running around every corner of the castle, excited to learn more about where he was and what kind of strange things might be out there. The library was overlooked for the time being, and the emphasis went from spending time on the network to examining the animals near the lake, and finally the greenhouse.

He recognized precious few of the plants there, but the labels and origins told him so much more. It was impossible for Leonardo to move more than five steps before stopping in front of something new and then murmuring, "How exciting," with every breath.
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If we are to believe the explanation as true, it would appear to be created by fusing magic and machine. I do not know much about it otherwise, I am sorry to say.

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the kitchen

[ if there's anything to be excited about when whisked away to a ... whatever this is, it's the chance to try new and interesting food! that's how victor's looking at it, anyway, and the kitchen doesn't disappoint.

he spends ages admiring his options. there are sweet-smelling pies and slabs of meat with pretty garnish and bright-colored salads. his final choice is a bowl of gazpacho that smells heavenly -- a bit simple perhaps but he doesn't want to go overboard.

the soup is delicious. it's so good that he finds himself humming cheerily while he eats it.

....and he keeps humming even after he finishes it. in fact, he feels like if he had anything to say, he'd definitely be singing.

so to any (un)fortunate souls who happen upon him: prepare to be serenaded. ]


zeta-12

[ at first this training exercise had seemed fun. after all, the goo baby is adorable and the planet itself sounds exciting!

that's what victor had thought four hours ago, anyway. four hours, back when he was a fresh young naive idiot who didn't know the hardship of dodging man-eating plants while trying to comfort a wailing pile of goo. by the time he reaches the chasm he's actually thankful that the baby doesn't want to cross and takes the opportunity to rest.

he only perks up when he hears a stranger approaching. he knows he definitely doesn't look like a world class figure skater with his dirty, torn clothes and mussed hair so he relies on his dazzling smile to charm them into actually stopping to talk to him. when he speaks, it's comically loud in an effort to be heard over the crying goo baby he's cradling. ]


Hello! [ he sounds surprisingly upbeat in spite of everything. ] Do you know how to quit this? I think I'm done for the day.

network; un: v-nikiforov

Hello everyone! I haven't had the pleasure of meeting many of you yet but my name is Victor Nikiforov and I've arrived here quite recently.

I have a quick question. I think I already know the answer but it won't hurt to ask anyway, right? So here it is - has anyone found a way to get things from home safely transported here? I have a dog who got left behind and I'd really rather have him here with me if it's possibile.
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I think you can ask, but I don't think our um. Okay, so you understand we're here because of the rift things?

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a: the kitchens

[The fact of the matter is that Scott ends up with a platter of Way Too Many tacos. Originally, the neatly organized tacos had been the result of indecision. While he's usually a steak or chicken kind of guy, the options here are endless, and some of the taco options are unique to the point where he doesn't know what's in them. Although he can't say he's the most adventurous person—even though he's from California, it took until he was seventeen to finally try sushi—he's trying to be better about it. And here, that seems like a solid plan.

If he can eat tacos, he can be a good recruit, right? And then, he can help these people ...

It's an unusual leap of logic, but honestly, he's mostly worried about sharing what he has.

If someone comes into the kitchen today, they'll find him sitting at a table still held down by indecision.]


Hey—would you like some? I ... may have asked for a little too many. But everyone likes tacos, right?

[Scott realizes after he says this that everyone may not like tacos.]

b: squidge park

[Honestly? Seeing a bunch of jelly-based aliens is probably the coolest part of being here. There's a lot about it that doesn't sit right with him. While he can understand the need to protect the timeline, the whole thing about being brought through a rift kinda ... doesn't sit right with him. He doesn't like that there's no way of calling home. He doesn't like that even though he's gone through a rift, his mom isn't here. There are a lot of things about it that just ... don't work for him.

But he's coping. This is an adventure, albeit a really, really terribly timed one.

He's crouching down near some squidges when he notices someone to his side. He glances up, eyes earnest as he asks,]
Any idea what they eat? I thought about bringing them a snack before we headed out for the mission.

c: network offers

username: scottmccall

[Everyone should be glad that Scott is past his phase of life where he used his girlfriend's name as his username >and password. That was a Dark, Dark time full of really poor internet security.

Anyway.]


Hi everyone.

I heard that ALASTAIR is willing to let a lot of you have pets, but I haven't heard anything about a vet being on staff. I can't say that I know everything, but I've been working as a technician for the past few years and my boss has been training me to help some of the animals on my own. When I get out of here, I want to go to school for it.

I guess what I'm saying is that if you'd like to have someone take a look at your pet, I'll do what I can.

If you don't have a pet, what kind would you like? It may seem strange, but I'm too busy to have one back home. But I think once I get out of college, I'd like to have a big black lab.
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You could probably ask one of the cats for textbooks on veterinary science. Maybe they've got something that works across dimensions. I bet some of these people have things even Beacon Hills hasn't seen.

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Touya Kinomoto | Cardcaptor Sakura

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[2 : The Training Center]

Alright... Weird, empty castle with suits of armour that have nothing inside that patrol around by themselves... Sure, there's nothing abnormal about this place at all. Not that any of it particularly bothers him. He's seen weirder things where he's from. A mental shrug and he's just wandering down halls in this massive place.

He king of has to admit, though: He is wondering how he got here. There was a bright light and then ... here he was. Well, wasn't that nice of it... So, the light brought him here. Next question is why? Not that there's anyone, or anything, visibly around to offer him some insight. He'll just have to go with it until he gets somewhere.

Oddly enough, he stumbles acrost a room called The Training Center. Alright, sure, he could stand to let off some steam. He goes into the room to find a sizable, empty space... with odd, glowing squares. No workout equipment or anything. He tries to imagine what kind of use he could put this room to as he wanders along it, trying to find some indication of a stash for equipment. He laughs to himself as he imagines beating up that brat, Syaoran (because, why not? He's a brat!), as he rests his hand on one of the glowing squares.

Instantly, the room comes to life. Touya's eyes widen in surprise for a moment. Okay, so he wasn't expecting that to happen. Some kind of hologram, maybe? And then an image of the brat appears before him. Or, a slightly younger version of the brat in question. Kind of resembling like the first day they met, when the twerp was harassing his sister. He huffs through his nose as he recalls it.

In any case, he can tell this isn't a real person. The kid charges at him and he dodges it, running a hand out to grab the brat's ankle. It's surprisingly solid, as the kid falls to the floor. Alright, so maybe not a hologram. But, he'll take this for what it's worth. He could do to let out a little frustration for being dragged to some unknown place with no means to discover what's going on. Sure.

He poses himself to fight and starts charging at the fake Syaoran, throwing a few punches at it. Also remarkably, this whatever it is seems to have quite a bit of skill. Alright, all the more pleasure for rubbing the twerp's nose in the dirt. Bring it!
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[Okay, so it's nice to relax at Oska while they can. And even if she's more or less well practiced with her cards, Sakura still likes to train. Which means it isn't uncommon for her to head to the Training Center from time to time while she's back at headquarters in between missions.

She just doesn't expect to find.....well, this. Touya and....?!]


S-Syaoran-kun? T-Touya-nii-san? Stop!

[And here she thought her brother had...well, sort of gotten over his initial immediate hostility to her now-boyfriend. Evidently not. But then, Sakura doesn't realize that he'd known all along she would end up with her classmate and that had him irked at the younger boy from the start, seeing Syaoran as some sort of competition in 'taking Sakura away'.

She simply enters, approaching and trying to move to stand in between the two, real Syaoran or not, on instinct.]

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Asterios | Fate/Grand Order

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1 ✗ KITCHEN
[The floor rumbles and shakes. A nine foot tall figure is fast walking towards you, determination in his eyes as he outstretches a giant hand towards you. His hand stops just inches from you, a befuddled look on his face as if he's just remembered something important.]

Hey...

[The horned person speaks slowly, as if the word was foreign to him. It's clear he isn't someone who's used to talking a lot. He lowers his hand so he can turn it over, palm up.]

Dance.
2 ✗ TRAINING - GOO BABY MISSION
[Protecting the goo baby is a very important mission. This is one of his first training sessions under his new bosses and Asterios wants to do his best to impress them. Yet there's so much new information to take in. He seems easily entranced by his surroundings, like a small child thrown into a wonderland. He's prone to zoning out unless he's given a direct order, which you might have to do to keep him on track.

And if there's danger in the bog? Well. He'll be leaping right over you to land in front, letting out a fearsome roar. It doesn't matter if his landing sends water flying everywhere, or if the plant in question is venemous. He's already seizing it by the stem, intent on tearing it from limb to limb. Watch out for the waves!!]
4 ✗ NETWORK
[Asterios has been encouraged to socialize with more people - a feat he's nervous about tackling. He's not very eloquent when it comes to talking face-to-face but maybe... just maybe, he can change that through technology!]

khlryllpppi

[It looks as though someone's fingers are too big for the keyboard. After some more keymashing, he finally gets the voice on. There's nothing for a moment, save for loud breathing. Then:]

... my name, Asterios. I... want to know, more people. What are your names?
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4, i probably should have tagged your child with my child but eh

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[And immediately in reply, a face with a bright blue tattoo pops up. (Asterios might have his settings to voice, but Aang's are almost always set to video.)]

Hi Asterios, I'm Aang! Are you here to make more friends?

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Frisk | Undertale

[personal profile] flowerbed 2017-01-25 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
ONE ✗ THE KITCHEN
[Frisk operates by the idea that what is out in the open is theirs to investigate. The kitchen is a blessing for them -- they have quite a stomach for all manners of food and they love stopping by the kitchen to see what new goodies the cooks have come up with. This latest batch of tarts, however, are delicious. Frisk can't stop eating them! They're through with their third tart when they spot you walking in. They wave.]

I hope you're having an awful day.

[Wait. That's the exact opposite of what they meant to say?! Frisk, startled, claps a hand over their mouth.]
TWO ✗ OSKA TRAINING
[Frisk wants to be useful. And the quickest way to do that is to practice their skills. They figured training wouldn't be so tough. If they could survive the God of Hyperdeath, everything else would be a piece of cake. Right?!

Wrong. As another earthquake shakes the castle's foundations, Frisk loses their footing and slips into the mud with a loud oof! They push themselves up, spitting the grime out of their mouth.]


Ugh...
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the kitchen (your contact post gif is killing me jsyk)

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[ A couple things happen, all at once -- the first is that, as Undyne makes her way into the kitchen, she happens to spot a small, familiar human child. It's about damn time. She's about to say something, a big, stupid, toothy grin slapped across her face, when they turn around and say that, and she kind of. Freezes, in her tracks, expression unflinching for a moment except for a twitch at the corners of her mouth, because she was all geared up for a stupidly endearing reunion then... that? ]

Uh. What did you just say??

[ No, really. She had to have misheard that. ]
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travis touchdown | no more heroes

[personal profile] crownless 2017-02-03 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
ONE - network; un: bizarrejelly5

[You'd think that a lifelong nerd, flung into an awesome, terrifying new world full of excitement, danger, and all sorts of incredible new possibilities would have something profound, or at least appropriate, to say about his new adventure.]

yo team
fuck marry kill: centaur chick, elf chick, emoji girl???? ;3c


[Unfortunately, you would be wrong.]

TWO - training; perdition's rest

[Oska doesn't have a fire alarm, but it sure sounds like it right now. Travis Touchdown, bloodthirsty as ever, has completely missed the point of this training exercise: instead of tactics and care, he's decided to use this as a workout.]

Come an' get some!

[A wild, near-manic grin spreads across his face, ear to ear. He couldn't give less of a fuck about how badly he's failing the exercise or how loud he is. His blood's pumping, and his heart is pounding. This is the most fun he's had on this stupid team since he'd arrived. The harsh intermittent blare of the fatality warning buzzer-- less and less intermittent as he picks up his pace, hacking and slashing left and right-- muddles with the sound of Travis' fake lightsaber beam katana, crackling with plasma and electricity as it collides, over and over and over again, with the bodies of the Deemers he's routinely eliminating.

It doesn't take Travis very long. In minutes, the simulated Boneyard Junction's an utter mess of blood and gore. Don't slip in it.
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THREE - training; zeta-12

[This setting, however, is a lot less fun than the murder. Trudging his way through Zeta-12's verdant underbrush is one Travis Touchdown, with a screaming, wriggling squidge strapped to his back with a desperately MacGyver'd baby harness. Made out of vines.]

Damn, I picked a good name for you. Would you quit fuckin' crying already, Shinji? Geez.

[Travis is in little more than a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers during this expedition; all the mud and damp earth had been sucked up into his shoes and socks what seems instantaneously, which means he's been utterly miserable the whole time.]

Is there anything not green here? I'm gonna go apeshit. I swear.

[He's soldiering on, occasionally stopping to rock his squishy little charge. He might be a city slicker, but he can (kind of) care for an alien if he needs to.]

FOUR - wildcard

[go crazy ok]

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lust (manga asshole version) | fullmetal alchemist

[personal profile] fingerbang 2017-02-03 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
general oska wildcard + kitchen, kind of + is butter a carb?
[ Actually thinking about the fact that one has arrived in a strange place, recruited for a strange and unwanted team, just as they died their final death, is a useless and terribly human thing to do. Lust is neither of those things, and as such she doesn't waste any time in familiarizing herself with the castle. Anyone can find her perusing the stacks in the library, getting a distinctly unhappy reception from the animals in the stables, or wandering the halls, but in this particular case she's in the dining area, nursing a cup of coffee and totally not looking for an excuse to interrogate her new colleagues. She's wearing every stitch of the uniform provided to her, even the black gloves, and keeps the hood up. You know, like normal people do. ]

Good morning, [ she says, pleasantly enough, and turns to regard whoever might be headed towards the kitchen from her position at the table. If they seem likely to hear her out, she continues. ] I was hoping someone more familiar with this place might show up.

zeta-12 training + the chasm + dropkicking your goo child into the abyss
Honestly, [ she sighs to herself, before turning her attention back to the thing in her safekeeping. Even here, and even now, she still has to play babysitter. Why did she choose this mission? This is the worst. ] You're not making this any easier.

[ She only knows how to placate Gluttony, whose woes can usually be resolved by the promise of food -- which he can secure himself, without this nonsense -- and while this creature is certainly simple, it's not the same thing at all. Still, she's low on options, and the wailing the squidge started when she tried carrying it over was intolerable. So Lust tries what she knows works.

She pats it on the head. ]


Shh, shh, [ she whispers in her most soothing and maternal tone, which would actually be pretty effective but for the content of what she's saying. ] There's nothing to be afraid of. [ Still, it seems... to be working? The squidge, which is sort of bundled up in a terrible sling fashioned out of her cloak, stills tentatively. She hoists the delicate goo infant higher in the cradle of her free arm and keeps the pretense going as she walks closer to the edge, stroking the top of its round little head. That much is reminiscent of her brother, at least. If she can just keep it distracted long enough to cross... ] I won't let you die. You're far too valuable to the mission for that.

[ The squidge is quiet for maybe thirty seconds before it starts whimpering again. Lust tenses and regards her bundle of joy with true fury, which doesn't help matters at all, but before she can do anything rash she hears company. When she faces them, her expression is merely exasperated. ]

Tell me there's some way to quiet these things.

perdition' rest training + deemer fight + it's just stabbing
[ Now, this is more her style. No sniveling infants to mind, no nature to slog through, just targets to neutralize and use -- more than she'd typically handle at one time, but still. This is what she was made to do.

She peels her uniform gloves off and drops them, raising her hands as if in surrender. Underneath are... more gloves. This pair has red symbols on the back of each hand, which totally clash with the rest of her outfit. ]


Let's make this quick.

[ Without another word she springs into action, sending her nails spiking out to pierce them -- in the shoulders, in the gut, at the ankles -- and watching them drop. The ones who don't, she hits again. Centuries of murder have made Lust adept in striking both to kill and to maim, and Qorral anatomy is close enough to human for her expertise to carry over. Their real threat is in numbers and ranged weapons. Thankfully, her first strike is thorough enough to keep the latter at bay for a few precious seconds.

The knowledge that none of this exercise is real keeps it from being truly satisfying; even so, there's a certain pleasure in reaffirming that she's as strong and capable as ever. She's too caught up in the bloody immediacy of it all to consider why she needs that assurance, but as she moves on to start julienning their weapons Lust has a certain someone in mind, if not explicit thought. Someone who she had disarmed and disabled just as easily as these sad creatures. Someone whose survival had been nothing more than a fluke, a miscalculation on her part. Someone...

She hears what she thinks is another Taraxa stirring to one side and moves as if it were the man who recently killed her. Lust lunges without thinking, all five fingers extending, ready to cut the offender to ribbons.

Then she realizes it's actually one of her teammates. Her fingernails freeze in the air, maybe half a foot from their face.

Whoops. ]
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pr training; i haven't tagged a castmate in a year, please bear with me

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[She finds, as she enters the training room that day, she's not alone. There's the tail end of a battle to her left, a fellow teammate enshrouded by dark hair and a cluster of Taraxa-infested Qorral to make out clearly. Not that there's much time for close scrutiny; a Qorral lunging for her mere seconds later, eyes wide and filled with hate. Her response is automatic: a swift pull and cock of her gun, sending a bullet clean through the Qorral's forehead. The Qorral drops, lifeless.

Her movements - and noise - come with unintended consequences. Her teammate spins, black projectiles shooting out, and again, Riza reacts instinctive, gun swiftly changing direction as her trigger finger presses down, a hair away from firing. A moment later, after the face and particular "weapon" registers, she dearly wishes she had fired.

Shock lances through her, perceptible for a brief moment in the widening of her eyes, followed by a quick surge and ebb of panic, but she tamps down on both as she surveys Lust. For a moment, there's silence. Then:]


You're supposed to be dead.

[Factually, conversationally, as if she weren't addressing the woman who'd tried to kill the most important man in her life and then tried to kill her as well moments later. But it's been over a year since she's seen Lust alive, and as she's learned on a very personal level, death doesn't seem to mean much anymore around these parts.]

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