test drive 5.0

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. BASICSYou 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.
PROMPTSONE ✗ 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? THREE ✗ HOT SPRINGS EPISODEOne 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 NETWORKThere 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 ADVENTUREYou 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). |
Maya Fey | Ace Attorney
kitchen;
Really now.
[ Testament had been in here because, well. He wanted some cooked potatoes, but what he didn't expect was this whole mess. On another note, Maya can't be blamed for mistaking Testament as a ghost, considering his deathly pale appearance. ]
...And what exactly did this pietergeist look like?
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[But there's no escaping now.]
Well--- you know!! Like that dough-y guy who makes weird noises when you poke his stomach! Probably full of haunted berry filling, light as a spirit crust, hauntingly delicious!
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Now I'm hungry again.
[not that she ransacked this place looking for food or anything, right. It was definitely the pietergeist.]
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...We're pushing the matter of 'ghosts' aside, since I'm beginning to doubt there's a 'pietergeist' at all. This bit of mess couldn't interfered with all the food that's been already prepared, so I imagine you could still pick out something to eat.
[ Thereby solving her hunger dilemma... possibly. Is it ever that easy? ]
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kitchen.....amazing
He can say for a fact that he was not expecting a girl to round on him from the other side and immediately start yelling about ghosts, though. This is highly startling--Mob stares right back at her with equally wide eyes.]
What? [Is there a ghost behind him?? Mob looks over his shoulder, but there's nothing to be found...he looks back over to Maya with deep confusion. What is even going on right now...why are her hands covered in--what happened to that pie???] "Pietergeist"? Like, a poltergeist...? [Because clearly she was just pronouncing that with a weird accent or something absolutely not pie-reference related...yeah....Mob peers around at the rest of the kitchen.] You think there's a ghost in here?
:D
[Aka: gets swept up by her ridiculous excuses. When he looks like he might at least half believe her, he inadvertently encourages her shenanigans.]
Yeah, but with pie! You see what I did there, right?
[She nods seriously, raising a hand to her face to look pensive...... and starts licking the jam off. Gross.]
That's exactly what I think! We're in the company of the supernatural! The delicious yet angry supernatural! We... have to find out how to appease this fruity spirit before it wrecks the whole kitchen!
[Alternatively, Maya the klutz just leaves before she breaks everything]
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Oh...with a pie specialty, you mean? [A poltergeist with an inclination for tormenting pies specifically?? Mob could see it. Ghosts are weird.] Ah, I've never heard of one of those before. I don't think my master's run into one like that yet...
[And it sure did get all over her hands, by the looks of things. Thoroughly pulled in by this escalating tale, Mob steps into the kitchen properly, frowning faintly when the girl starts...licking off her fingers...ah....]
Maybe we should get some napkins for the mess. [He draws to a halt by the counter, staring around the kitchen with an entirely straight face as he sincerely considers the possibility of a fruity spirit in their midst.] I don't really sense anything like a spirit in here right now...but you saw it for sure, right? I guess it must be hiding...um, how much do you know about this sort of ghost?
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how is he so cute !!!!!
A NATURAL NERD TALENT TBH....one of his very few :'|
pinches his lil cutie cheeks
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On another note, vegetable stew is actually healthy for you. I wouldn't mind eating it for many years to come. What, do you dislike it?
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[Maya's obviously capable of 'busting' this guy, right?? Even if he's probably a nerd]
[But what he says next is particularly worrying. Her expression morphs into one of pure horror the more he speaks]
How--- How can you say that?! Maybe it's healthy, but at what cost?! You can't live off of something so plain and weird-tasting!
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Perhaps it is a little plain tasting, I can attest to that much. Aren't you overreacting? Vegetables aren't evil.
With the facial expression you're making one would think otherwise.
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Do you intend to lie all day? [Wait one second-]
What's wrong with stew? I didn't think humans hated it that much.
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I-I'm not lying! [She says, believably.] I wasn't even looking for dessert in the first place, that's what must have--
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Woah! You've got fluffy ears! Are they real? Do you have a fluffy tail, too?! [She peers around to try to check, like the well-mannered young lady that she is]
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I am taguel so yes, they are very much real and no you may not touch my ears or tail. [In fact she's going to move and rest against a counter to try and keep her tail safe.] Take my word when I say we pride ourselves on clean and soft fur.
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castle!
This was how he ended up in the presence of Maya, though now that he was on the fringe of her periphery and hearing her cascade of questions about the wandering suits of armor (which he had been getting a closer look at as well), he was attempting to plan on how to get the hell away. In general, Elias was not fond of children for many reasons, and one of the primary ones was all the questions they tended to ask. Utterly exhausting, so he was trying to find the opportunity slip away before she—
Addressed him. He stops, paralyzed at the avalanche of questions, the lights of his eyes becoming dimmer (in a way to simulate someone growing half-lidded). He could just slip into a shadow on the floor and get away that way, but he's going to be stuck here for some time... that might just cause more questions than it allowed him to avoid.
He grows even stiller at the last question, looking at her with an intentness that could be described as pointed. Then, flatly,] No, I am not.
[He's been called plenty of things by both humans and fae, but that was a new one. He didn't like it.]
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[Despite her shenanigans, she hadn't been paying that much attention to this man-- person-- whoever he was-- when she'd started talking, but now that she gets a better look at him her eyes go wider and rounder. First the haunted suits of armor, then this goat skull dude? Wow, this really is a mystical castle.]
Oh, my bad! [She starts to automatically reach up for the skull (which, seeing as how she's really short, probably wouldn't work for her anyway) but pulls her hand back.] There's just been a lot of colorful people around! Now that I think about it, I think you have more of a 'royal wizard' kind of vibe.... hey, that skull thing is just a mask, right? You're not a skeleton, are you?
[and then she continues asking terrible questions like the rude little shit that she is]
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That would not be the case here; he knew it. So he steeled himself as best he could for what he anticipated was worse than the average human child from his own world—this one's already gotten a taste of curiosity for the arcane, after all. His shoulders grow slightly more tense at the widening of the eyes, but she resists panicking or yelling. That was good. (Though it's a dog skull, Maya, jeez... do you think goats have sharp teeth like that?)
He leans back slightly as she reaches out for him, dully shocked. It wasn't typical for humans to reach out for him, let alone within a moment of meeting. His eyes do that "narrowing" thing again.] "Mage" is the correct term, though I do not belong to this world, castle, or whatever force rules it. [He always bristles at the insinuation he might be bridled by someone.
Vexed, he replies in a low tone,] You can use your eyes to answer your own questions. [The jaws of the skull move with each word, the muscles of the neck directly attaching to it—it definitely didn't look like a mask in action. Apart from his head, the rest of his silhouette looks human, despite being perhaps a foot and a half taller than average.]
This way, [his tone is like that of a lecturing teacher,] when you ask questions, they are good ones.
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training hall...
And now the exit seems either replaced by a wall, or not be where she last remembered it...why...]
Huh. This is a first.
[Look, just because her hair is floofy doesn't mean she really is a parrot, okay.]
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[That's exactly what a parrot would want her to think!]
Oh! I was sure I saw one.... [The 'prosecutor' on the other end looks similarly unimpressed, and snaps his fingers, causing the entire courtroom to shake]
But! You really oughta testify anyway! Then I can cross-examine you and throw out wild accusations until I win!
I thought I hit post on this already
Oh...kay? [Is that how trials are conducted, she wonders.]
So. What's the case about?
or did you
not until now, apparently
but now i hit post
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kitchen...
why?)
You know "having one's fingers in many pies" is an idiom, idiot.
(not that this bat-eared bastard cares. hiruma can smell the sickeningly sweet scent of a sugary pie drawing its last breath. good riddance to bad rubbish... but it's the mess in the kitchen that deters him from grabbing a snack.)
Consider your ass haunted. I expect you to repent.
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W-Well, maybe it's like.. a way of life for pietergeists! Or a way of death, I guess.
[This guy looks pretty serious, though. And pretty pointy-eared. He's pale enough that he could pass for a ghost.... but Maya peeks at his feet to see if they're on the ground and that he's not just not mysteriously floating. Huh. It could go either way]
I.. I'm repenting! I repented hard! I've... even already gotten haunted, so I'm kind of taken as far as ghosting goes!
[Will this save her]
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training hall
So she completely ignores any signs that the room might be in use, strides in with hard, purposeful confidence, and she enters... this. About twenty seconds later, once there's a break in Maya's speech, she chimes in. ]
What are you doing.
[ It's not like she's somehow upset by this disregard for the room's integrity! It's just a tool, to be used at its occupants' discretion, but this form of discretion is inexplicable. ]
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[okay, more specifically: what passes for legal training in Ace Attorney.]
[Maya whirls around to POINT DRAMATICALLY at Jasper when she speaks up, and then freezes in spot]
Hey, I said parrot! Just because you're orange and fluffy doesn't mean you can pass for a bird! Do you even have wings?
[It's hard to tell when looking at a giant orange dorito, but Maya does her best to squint around Jasper to see if Red Bull has given her wings.]
... Well, I guess you'll have to do. C'mon, cross-examination time!
[So basically: Maya's done nothing to explain the situation, at all]
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