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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)
1

[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.]

3

[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?]

4

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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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.
]

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.
]

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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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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[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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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."
]

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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[personal profile] forcevisions 2017-01-05 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
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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3

[personal profile] forcevisions 2017-01-05 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ omg korra you are not the only one here you can't just manhandle the hotsprings. it's also super indiscrete. rey looks around, bewildered, then spots korra and furrows her brow progressively more until she just asks, ]

... How did you do that?
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[personal profile] reexamined 2017-01-05 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
They can try. They won't succeed.

[ But moving on- ]

Perdition's Rest... It's not in my databanks.

[ Perhaps a "quaint local nickname" or something... ]

Number of moons, nearby stars?

[ He can potentially narrow down it's true name by those aspects. ]
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[personal profile] proavatar 2017-01-05 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't know it was magic!

[But at least this woman doesn't seem to mind, and Korra right now really doesn't want to stop even while realizing she probably should want to stop, so this is, apparently, happening.]

I'm Korra.
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[personal profile] aintafraidofno 2017-01-05 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
Jillian Holtzmann!

[she backs off a little to give a big, sweeping bow complete with like two too many hand flourishes and then jumps right back into the dance. she's got pretty good rhythm but like no finesse. just pure dancing joy. joy which might accidentally step on korra's toes, sorry in advance girl.]

As an engineer -- nay, as a member of the great community of science, I try to refrain from using words like "magic," but I have agreed to use the term for now. Imagine it with an asterisk, if you will. The asterisk goes to fine print at the bottom that says science is still figuring this out. Explanation forthcoming.
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[personal profile] proavatar 2017-01-05 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[SHE MADE IT BETTER.]

Water bending? [She stops moving her arms and the water stills again, then she sits up so she can more solidly bend a globe of water into her hands. She looks over at Rey and smirks.] Kind of like that.
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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.]


d: network

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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[personal profile] p66 2017-01-05 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ Reika had just been in here to maybe grab a sandwich and then suddenly there's another girl dancing with her. ]

What's going on?

[ She has half a mind to grab Korra and try to still her, but that sounds like a bad idea. ]
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[personal profile] apoptotic 2017-01-05 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Oska. For all the good that will do you. You won't find it in your databanks.

[ huge, talking droid. must be a tuesday in a galaxy far, far away.

the extent of his curiosity might have been left there but for the design painted in white atop its arms. a small frown furrows anakin's brow.
]

Where are you supposed to be?

wildcarding this

[personal profile] insurgences 2017-01-05 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the exercise had begun as data-gathering. simulations could be altered, but cassian had heard from multiple sources present during those missions that the sims were true to the setting and objectives. he had scoured the library and the network for information and corroborated with team members present during said missions.

( there was a steep drop-off. team size remained fairly stable, but only a handful remained who remembered the first missions. transferred, he was told. he isn't sure what to make of that yet. )

but there is a difference between reading and experiencing and with k-2 along he takes a couple of days to load sims and immerse himself in them. cassian does not regret a minute if only for the scene currently unfolding before him: a tiny, jelly-like blob of an alien crying at k's feet, pudgy little arms waving at the droid.

this might actually be the greatest thing he has ever had the pleasure of witnessing.
]

I think he wants to be picked up.

[ #helping ]
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WHOOPS IM A FOOL AND MISREAD this is what i get for being too eager

[personal profile] reexamined 2017-01-05 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oska, is in fact, not in his databanks. But the fact this individual knew it wouldn't be is of more interest.]

Where am I supposed to be?

[He repeats the question to buy himself a few moments to recall his most recent memories. Well.]

I am supposed to be on Scarif.

[For reasons completely opposite than literally any other security droid there.]
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screams a little

[personal profile] reexamined 2017-01-05 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[K-2 has the apparent great honor of this small alien wanting him to pick it up. He's used to picking things up, carrying them- manhandling others was one of his duties, as an Imperial Security Droid. Bodyguard and infiltrator for the Alliance has occasionally used these functions of his as well.

This is different.

The squidge continues to cry, a high pitched whining sound that if he had ears, he might consider annoying. Instead, he makes a low priority task to temporarily block that frequency.

He looks back up to Cassian.
]

Is that an order?

[Because he's not going to pick it up if it isn't.]
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c.

[personal profile] predomination 2017-01-05 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[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.]

Alleria Windrunner / Warcraft

[personal profile] ex_avenged224 2017-01-05 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
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)

video; un: deathweaver

[personal profile] respired 2017-01-05 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 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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[personal profile] mousewhisperer 2017-01-05 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
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. ]

video also forgive my lack of icons

[personal profile] ex_avenged224 2017-01-05 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's gonna ignore that obviously dumb (and rude) question, adjusting to video so he can see the displeasure and distrust etched on her face.]

What manner of perversion are you. What have you done to the body of my kin? Tell me where you are so I might free him from your taint.
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is all good we've all been there :'>

[personal profile] apoptotic 2017-01-05 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it took him a second to place where he had heard the name. rather than answer his questions, however, it only raises more. as far as he is aware, there is nothing on scarif.

anakin looks him over. the expanded vocabulator means he works closely with sentient beings. but even at a glance anakin knows that's armor covering the droid, not plating. probably a security droid of some sort. no weapons that he can see, but that would not be an obstacle depending on its programming.
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What's your affiliation?
respired: would you turn your back on me (if i told you what i was)

[personal profile] respired 2017-01-05 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, it's not Sylvanas, so that's something.

Not that she's terrifically endearing, regardless.

He sneers. ]


If you seek the one who did this to me, you seek the Lich King--he is both absent, and long dead.

[ He jabs a thumb at himself. ]

My name is Koltira Deathweaver, and I am my own man, despite everything.

[personal profile] ex_avenged224 2017-01-05 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[This all means nothing to her, save the name Koltira -- this is not the name of an orc possessing the body of a fallen hero, which she assumed him to be, and confusion (and still, distrust) has her narrowing her eyes, ears folding back slightly.]

So you are yourself. Not some beast who has stolen that body. [If it's a lie, she'll deal with it, but for now she's tentatively trusting his claim.] Then it's good this Lich King is dead.

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