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February 2022 Test Drive Meme

FEBRUARY 2022 TDM
Another month, another test drive meme! Our test drive memes are open to anyone interested - regardless of whether or not you join our game!

All Test Drive Memes are game canon. Players can choose to keep their TDM threads canon or not. TDM threads can be used for AC and can be used as your writing sample for your application.

Our TDMs serve as a way to build into the actual lore and worldbuilding of Deer Country and we strongly encourage everyone to enjoy and participate! Current players are always welcome to pull prompts from the TDM to reference on the Network or bring into logs as well as tag out to new characters top-leveling on the TDM itself.

Characters will always be able to actively die during TDMs as this is an extremely dangerous world. You can still have this be game canon! Check out how character death in Deer Country works here.

If you have any questions about the TDM, please ask down below!

IMAGE DESCRIPTORS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE

Prompt One
[Image One: Carnival booths at dusk]
[Image Two: Gif of a scantily clad woman walking near a large blinking automatron clown head.]

Prompt Two
[Image One: A giant spider impales small boy in a black silhouette platform game.]
[Image Two: Laughing woman with nothing but a mouth on her face.]

Prompt Three
[Image One: Dice being tossed in slow motion.]
[Image Two: Overgrown mansion in the woods.]

A Less Than Typical Arrival
WHEN: Last few days of February into mid-March
WHERE: The Farther Shores/The Boardwalk
CONTENT WARNINGS: Clowns, creepy dolls, extortion?


When you arrive, the process is as easy and comfortable as turning from a squid into a Sleeper can ever be. The weather is almost balmy and blossoms bud on the trees. Pink blooms float out like cherry blossoms across the coastline. It is comfortable enough out that you might be tempted to strip down to your shirt. However, you would be the outlier: the people of Trench cover every inch of their skin and wear their gloves. Despite the pleasant weather, there's an ominous feeling and dark clouds over the ocean in the distance.

Oh, don't pay any mind to that! There's a festival going on on the boardwalk. Trenchies beckon Sleepers forward, and they'll find that along with food stalls that offer typical carnival treats (fried dough, corn dogs, etc.) are carnival games of chance. Ring tosses, dart throws, claw grabs. All of the games seem to rely more on luck than skill, and there are gambling tables set aside for people to play against each other.

Among the prizes, Sleepers see familiar items from home, as well as their welcome bag items, such as their Omni. Their welcome bag can also be won, but inside they'll find only their Lamp Friend. All the items usually in the welcome bag can, and by the end of the arrival will, be won by them, but not always for free.

While most games are free to play, some Trenchies may ask for a small vial of blood, or a song, or a joke. Less common are Trenchies who may ask you to work at their business to pay for playing their game. If you're lucky, a kind Waker and/or veteran Sleeper may come by and play for you. However you play (or don't), it feels like an unseen hand is guiding the fortune to ensure that the right items end up in the right hands. The longer you play, the more you regain, the more you feel like someone is watching you.

If you find yourself at the carnival at night, you'll find an edgier crowd, and an energy in the air that inspires a risky kind of fun. You may meet more corrupted and unusual people who greet new arrivals with their idea of a welcome. Nobody is violent, but you may want to be more on guard with your possessions after you regain them. The food and games are the same, but Trenchies are more likely to take advantage of new Sleepers. Costumes that some wear are more risqué and counter-culture. You may find yourself dragged to play a drinking game by a joyful but slightly uncouth looking Trenchie in clown make-up. The prizes to win at the booths that sit next to your own items are unsettling looking but… harmless. Probably.

F.A.Q.
  1. Sleepers can identify which Trench item, such as Omni, Lunar Orb etc., is theirs by either a label with their name on it or that presence watching them from behind urging the knowledge into their mind. Suddenly they will just know it is theirs and that someone watching them somehow gave them that knowledge.
  2. It may be assumed that, regardless of 'how,' the Sleeper's welcome bag items are acquired by the end of their time at the carnival. The Moss King ensures that nobody ends up walking away with the wrong items, ensuring a loss or a gain here and there to manipulate fortune just right. But any number of awkward and fearful possibilities exist in the meantime while you roll the dice!
  3. There are carnival rides at all hours, but they are limited to: carousel, ferris wheel and House of Mirrors. At night, the House of Mirrors becomes a House of Horrors.
Luck Be a Lady
WHEN: Last few days of February into mid-March
WHERE: All over Trench.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Giant spider, forced combat, creepy mouth face ghost lady


[From A SURVIVOR'S GUIDE TO THE UNKOWNS OF TRENCH, written by and added onto by many Arcane Scholars through the centuries and found in the Archives.]

"There are a number of phenomena, plant-life, creatures and entities big, small, incorporeal, corporeal, so on and so forth that have yet to be defined. Are they more Pthumerians, half-Pthumerians, a creation of one, a product of blood pollution? We simply do not know, but that only increases the need for understanding how to survive them when they appear. Yes, many appear benevolent, for now. But many more have their dangers and caveats...
THE LADY OF LUCK

An ironic name to be sure and what is theorized to be a being or phenomena with some sort of connection with the Moss King as it only ever occurs in the beginnings of his designated month, after all. Anyone who experiences a moment of good luck or chooses to take a gamble that pays off will soon find themselves tested by the Lady of Luck. A card will suddenly appear in the hand of the lucky person seemingly out of thin air.

The moment the card is turned around to view its face, the holder's fortunes and fate will shift depending on which letter or symbol on the wheel they look at first, and not all will have an effect. Every year the effects change without repetition, records of each have been lost to time and have no value for the purposes of this guide. The only common advice recorded over the years amounts to one word: win. If you do not, misfortune awaits."

This year's tests by Lady Luck are as follows:

T: Reality distorts around you and anyone within a twenty foot radius is pulled into a cylinder of bright colors. The afflicted are made to dodge giant falling candy and work together to push them into sets of three matching candies until they crush together and eventually there is only one row of piled giant candies. If successful, the cone keeping them in that colorful nightmare will drop and characters will find the candies they crushed were objects in the area at the time. A bag of hard candies replace the card in their hand as a reward. When the candies are sucked on, you will feel energized and gain the ability to float.

A: This time the world shifts to appear two dimensional and black and white, you and everything around you are reduced to a black silhouette. You have to leap from moving platforms, solve puzzles and climb ladders. To get to levels above or below you, you must break through with a leap to punch up or stomp down. The goal is to reach a clear finish line and what drives you forward is a massive black spider. Many of the puzzles and obstacles require two people to solve and get over. When you reach the end, your card will be replaced with a white feather. It's a single use item that can revitalize anyone you place it on. Also, you have indeed been jumping through the roofs and floors of businesses and houses etc.

O: A clear force field forms up around you and the nearest sleeper, anyone else in the area or who is walking by will be able to see you inside this cage. Suddenly music begins to play, dance music to be precise. And a hologram of what you're expected to do appears between you in the large area: dance battle. Literally. You are expected to fight Mortal Kombat style, but most of your moves must be some form of dance move. Lights and holographic dancing figures will appear in the area with you to cheer on your match. You can fight till one person is K.O.ed or killed. Yes, there will be a 'finish him' announcement upon your victory. If you refuse to participate you both lose. The winner's card becomes a gold coin that allows you to charm anyone to do what you wish once a year.

"After each phenomena, some sufferers report seeing a woman in the distance laughing so wide it appears she has nothing but a mouth. She makes no sound and appears only briefly, but she has earned this phenomena the nickname 'Lady Luck'. Many attribute it to her direct influence, but thus far it is not clear whether she is the cause or a symptom. Many theorize that the point of these occurrences is to test whether the individuals affected are worthy of the gift of luck."

F.A.Q.
  1. Yes, the first scenario is Candy Crush meets Tetris. I am not sorry. And the feather in the second is in fact a phoenix down.
  2. The consequence for losing each of these is exceptionally bad luck for a day or several days depending on player preference. Bad luck can be lethal.


The Moss King's Summer Home
WHEN: Until the Second Week of March
WHERE: Unknown Location outside Trench
CONTENT WARNINGS: Perceived Death by Spontaneous Combustion, Acrophobia, Possible violent death, temporary insanity, cursed items


The morning after your first day in Trench, or the morning after new Sleepers arrive, there is a small envelope marked with your name within easy reach. Without realizing it you feel compelled to open it. Three things drop out of the envelope: a six-sided die crafted of what looks deceptively like bone, a small white pill, and a hand-written note.

“Dear friend,

I have had the good fortune of acquiring a new summer home outside of Trench and thought to share my good fortune with the Sleepers of the city. Take the pill, then roll the die to come to me. One visit per Sleeper.

-The Moss King.”

What could go wrong? Then again, given the Moss King's love for life and death gambles, what could go right? The moment you roll the die, before you can see the side it lands on, you explode in a shower of self-immolation and gore, only to be recombined painfully at the Moss King's summer house. The house is shaped like a giant die, and you're in front of the face you rolled. Hope it wasn't a one!

  • Rolled a 1: Congratulations, you're crushed under the giant die and wake up in a coffin in the cellar. How much air do you have left and how do you get out? Scream loud!
  • Rolled a 2: You're in front of a conservatory. When you walk through the glass door, it's impossible to avoid the itching ivy. You're going to be uncomfortable and scratching for hours...
  • Rolled a 3: You're in luck, you're at the front door! When you ring the doorbell, the sound outside is positively deafening and your ears will ring for hours.
  • Rolled a 4: Crawling in the master bedroom window like a burglar from the private porch. How uncouth. Even worse is the security measure, which dumps a can of paint on your head, leaving your hair and skin some unholy and nauseating color for the next hour.
  • Rolled a 5: The backdoor seems almost harmless, and in fact? It is. Nobody expected you to come in the back door, you barbarian. Better wipe your feet on the floor mat or you may never get the mud out of your shoes. No, seriously, wipe your feet or you'll be slipping and tripping every couple minutes for the next few hours.
  • Rolled a 6: Hope you're not afraid of heights, because you're falling from pretty far in the sky and through the roof below. Thankfully the shingles and mattress beneath somehow break your fall into the attic, but it probably hurts like hell.
Once you're inside the house, you find a quaint, strange space. There's a surreal sitting room decorated with flowers and moss hanging down the walls and the smell of lilacs fills the air. Tea and cakes are set out for guests and you seem to have the run of the house. There are spare bedrooms that you can stay the night in and when you wake the next day, you will be in your own bed in Trench feeling extremely well rested.

Around the house, there are strange objects and curiosities, some of them very familiar and some that just seem useful. You can find at least one item from your own world here, something of great significance, or even something that you thought was lost forever. Or instead of an item from home, what catches your eye is one of the small potions that says 'drink me,' or a strange, useful tool that you find in the closet, or even a wabbajack. No, seriously, it could actually be the wabbajack. The Moss King's a bit of a hoarder when it comes to the strange and surreal things people have lost in bets. Almost anything is possible. A note is attached to the item you want with a promise: “Give and take, tit for tat.”

You can take one item from the house, for a price. Should you have been 'unlucky' enough to have rolled a one or a six? You're now in luck, the Moss King considers that suffering a fair trade. If you rolled any other number, you must leave something behind. If you do, your item is yours to keep. If you decide not to make the trade, you can spend your time in this surreal home, surrounded by hoarded knick knacks as long as you care to.

If you choose not to spend the night, leaving the summer home is a lot easier than entering it: just go out the front door... and then walk along a winding path that allegedly leads back to Trench. It looks and feels like it's going to take forever. Space warps here and you can feel it, it's uncomfortable but not painful. Before you know it, the walls of Trench are visible through those woods and you are in Trenchwood again. Be wary, though, monsters lurk and odd mushrooms with varying unpleasant effects such as hallucinations grow along this path home.

F.A.Q.
  1. If characters try to enter the house in a different way than the number they rolled, they'll instantly teleport back to their starting point.
  2. Despite what the note says, characters can visit the home again by rolling the die, but the pill that was taken the first time can't be replicated.
  3. If they decide not to take the pill, or you visit again, they feel like the house keeps shifting around them, tilting and distorting and revealing horrors in the walls, what horrors they see is up to you. The painful process to get there will be even more harrowing and hard on the body as well. But there's benefit to continuing to go back: the objects you can take.
  4. Items taken that are not special items from home and invented by you must either be a one-time use item or a weaker benefit multi-use item. One time use items would be for if you want to give your character an especially big benefit like a staff that instant heals lots of people or a big death laser, multi-use items would have lesser abilities such as providing more endurance in a fight or healing small scratches.
  5. The more times your character visits and items they take, the more unpredictable the items become. It's on them for ignoring the note saying you may come only once. You may grab an enchanted sword that's supposed to make you stronger on your third visit, but find when you use it, the enchantment will randomly have the opposite effect. Single use items will also be subjected to this drawback and after their one big beneficial use, the item will become cursed and hard to get rid of, always finding its way back to you. What kind of curse your single use item generates is up to the player. Players may also decide on the method it will take to get rid of their cursed object so long as it's not simple.
  6. The price characters pay to get each item may be any range of things: another item from home, any object of general value or personal value, a good amount of your blood (enough to make you woozy when you're done), a small but important memory, if you rolled a 6 and were badly injured falling through the roof or rolled a 1 and suffered escaping the coffin.


CODING
devilmind: (Default)

[personal profile] devilmind 2022-02-25 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Are there any size/power limits to canon items characters can find in the Moss King's summer home?
ramshackled: (🕸️ and he's gotta be fresh)

Yuu | Twisted Wonderland | Paleblood

[personal profile] ramshackled 2022-02-25 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
I. arrival

Ack--

[Listen. Most people aren't exactly prepared to shapeshift from being some kind of squid to their normal bodies, and Yuu is still processing that particular sensation as he blinks the water out of his eyes.

Clearing his throat, his arms shake as he goes to cover his privates before he stands up on wobbly feet.]


What the hell is it now? [He hesitates, then looks at his hand.] It's healed? How long was I out?

[Well, enough wondering about that. More importantly:]

Grim! Are you out there?! I'm not mad! Just--

...Just tell me you're okay.

[Time to walk awkwardly while covering himself. That's a thing all right.]


II. carnival games

[Finally dressed and moderately more comfortable, he can't help but find himself wandering through the carnival now. Yuu didn't have hell of a lot to his name to begin with, but at least he has his student uniform now. After all this time, it'd be actually weird to not have it on.

Only... now he's noticed one of the carnival prizes at the dart throwing.]


...!! Hey--! That's...

[It is definitely a camera with a familiar looking logo on it.]

That's my camera!

[Sure it wasn't a really exciting present to get from the Headmaster, but that's still his.

Yuu looks around, then spots you before waving his hand.]


Excuse me, can you help me out? I really need to win this item.


III. the moss king

[As luck would (not) have it, Yuu rolled a 1.

The entire experience has been less than ideal. The sensation of being ripped apart, put back together again, and the memory of getting crushed by a giant die? Well, he has all of that in mind, and now he's stuck in a coffin.

If Yuu had a nickel for every time he found himself awake in a coffin, he'd have two nickels. Not a lot, but weird it's happened twice.

Anyway, he's pounding a fist against the lid.]


H-hey!! I need some help in here! Hello?!

[Again. If he had magic, he could do something, couldn't he? He hates feeling so helpless in the face of these situations.

Now he could very well run out of air.]



IV. network

un: mouse.club
couple of questions:
any tips for new sleepers in town?
just general suggestions on how to get by and what to expect i suppose
too bad nobody gives you a handbook on what to anticipate

also, what's a good bakery around here?


V. wildcard

[make your own adventure and hit me up with something else if you want!]
forwantofahorse: (Default)

[personal profile] forwantofahorse 2022-02-25 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Is it possible to regain living beings/companions in the Moss King's summer home as long as they're unappable? What if they have a physical vessel that is inanimate until it's activated?
Edited 2022-02-25 04:56 (UTC)
grandtrashking: (Timeskip-21)

Tooru Oikawa | Haikyuu | Warmblood

[personal profile] grandtrashking 2022-02-25 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
1. Carnival Games
[If waking up in somewhere unknown wasn't enough to make Tooru think he's hungover, it's everything else. At least the festivities look and seem to be inviting enough.

Until... They ask for blood. Either they're complete weirdos, or he's hungover from the night before. Not that he remembers drinking, but he'd been out with his team so maybe he did. Either way, that's just Strange.]


Please don't tell me everyone's this weird and obsessed with blood. What are they, vampires? Yeah, right, those only exist in movies and books.

2. Network; UN: Olympian
Dunno how much of a long shot this is, but if there's anyone from home out there, please tell me I'm not imagining things. Coach Blanco, Shōyō, Iwa-chan... Even Tobio I guess, if you're out there.

Anyone else, I suppose... Mind helping a guy out, telling me that I'm not going insane here. Failing that, anywhere I can get a drink, 'cause I need one. A strong one.

3. Wildcard
[(OOC: None of these to your liking? Feel free to do something else or hit me up @ [plurk.com profile] TsundereShadow or on discord @ TsundereShadow#6350. Will match tenses. Oikawa is post-series.)]
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Jessica Ushiromiya | Umineko no Naku Koro Ni | Coldblood

[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-02-25 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
i. arrival

[ After regaining her human form, poor Jessica is disoriented to say the least. She's just a normal girl, hoping for a normal life! Well, as normal as things can get when you're the heiress of an obscenely rich family who lives on a spooky mansion on a private island.

She'd gone to bed the night before, excited to meet with her cousins at this years family conference. But here she is, wandering at a carnival in some extra spooky town from out of some fantasy story. She just doesn't get it. All that stuff the people on the beach told her about blood, and trenches and... Perfumians? Pomeranians? Purupurupikopuyo? Yeah, she doesn't get it. At all.

She's in front of one of the carnival stands, wearing a put-upon pout as she listens to them explaining how she's supposed to get the contents of her welcoming bag. ]


Eeeeeeh!? I have to play these dumb games just to get my stuff back? [ Turning to a nearby Sleeper, she gives them an imploring look. Please help her make sense of this. ] Jeez, what a ripoff, huh?


ii. Jessie, Live in Trench!

[ But despite her grousing, Jessica doesn't have too hard a time winning her stuff back. It's even kinda fun! Okay, well, the time she had to give a vial of blood wasn't but when they make her pay in jokes or songs, she finds that, despite the spooky atmosphere, she's really getting into it. Especially once she wins back her guitar.

Her latest "payment" seems to have attracted a few onlookers. Jessica strums chords as she sings her absolute heart out. Look, this is a recent-ish song for her, okay? ]


Are you readyyyyy?

Stay with meeeee
knocking on midnight's door
I beg you not to go home tonight
the season's right in front of us


[ The crowd applauds heartily as she finishes her song, demanding an encore. It's all she can do to fend them off, dashing away with a blindingly bright smile on her face. ]

Ehehe! Maybe this won't be too bad!


iii. The Moss King

[ Okay. It's definitely not all great. Obviously. She doesn't know what possessed her to open that shady letter, much less gulp down some random pill but... well, she didn't expect exploding. Ouch.

Her luck doesn't get much better. She rolls a 2, her skin immediately breaking out in uncontrollable itchiness as soon as she passes through the door. The house is nice, if a little weird, but seriously! She can't stop scratching herself!]


Gwah, what is this?! My delicate, maidenly skin is gonna break out! This really sucks the big one!


iv. Network

un: jessie-sama

i really don't get this place at all ┐( ̄ヘ ̄;)┌
how am i supposed to pay for stuff if theres no money$$$
being rich kinda sucks but i at least wanna know how to buy food and clothes and stuff (っ˘ڡ˘ς)
and all this blood and monster stuff
its so creepy
its just too much (TдT)



v. wildcard!

[ Have something else in mind? Hit me up! ]
Edited 2022-02-25 06:00 (UTC)
forwantofahorse: (Weary)

ii

[personal profile] forwantofahorse 2022-02-25 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[He could feel it. Beatrice's consciousness hauling her out of whatever vortex she had been pulled under, soaking wet with anguish and regret, heaving onto the shores of this wretched vessel and uncoiling through every weariness-frayed nerve.

Kanon was going to die (or fade back into the consciousness of "Sayo Yasuda," which to him as he was now, the same thing). It seemed fitting that he conduct his own last rites by the ocean he would never return to, not like Beatrice.

He laughs, voice cracking with grim finality, when he sees the carnival that's sprung up to welcome the new sleepers. One final roulette. Why not indulge himself? Kanon had nothing left to lose, after all, and as miserable as he felt... some part of him that selfishly wanted for happiness wished to fade into a happy memory, even if that would be granting the witch who created him the same contentment.

Drifting through the carnival, playing games for nothing (and losing nearly every time, a jobber to the last, but those few victories felt ever-so-sweet)... Kanon hears something impossibly familiar. In the back of his—their?—mind, Beatrice stirs, grasping for a familiar name to anchor herself with.

Was fate really this cruel, to grant Kanon this chance for a Fragment of happiness right as he was slipping away? Of course it was, and he hated himself for deluding himself into thinking this really was Jessica's voice, and he hated himself for being glad she was there, and he hated himself for the hopeless love that would forever-

And they both see her, and they both stop in their tracks, gawping at Jessica as her fingers dance across her guitar's strings, that carefree smile still somehow painted on her face despite the dire, carnivorous world she'd tumbled into.

In that instant, their minds are one without merging:

"She's beautiful."
"She's beautiful."

Kanon and Sayo stumble forward as if in a trance, their body lurching under their shared control. They just look at her, taking in every inch, joy erasing whatever self-loathing that was pulling them under for this one moment. Voice cracking, eroded around the edges with tears, Shannon simply says,]


Jessica-sama?
Edited 2022-02-25 06:20 (UTC)
adaine: (i know the shame of your defeat)

iii

[personal profile] adaine 2022-02-25 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Adaine wishes she could be more sympathetic, truly, as she wipes away the blood that seems to insist on pouring out of her nose. That fall... hurt. Almost enough to make her sympathize for Kristen that time that she jumped down a six story flight of stairs because she thought having a ribbon would let her fly.

Almost. Still, it could... probably be worse. She looks over at Jessica now that she's made her way from the attic to what appears to be the front door, and frowns.]


Well, just be grateful you didn't fall through the roof. That also sucks pretty bad. [Falling from a catastrophically high place isn't new to her but last time there was an orb to catch her. This time? A mattress. She's ever-so-grateful, truly.] Did you roll the dice like I did?
slayerskiss: (fingers in a fist like you might run)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-02-25 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Faith just looks at him as she passes, extremely unimpressed.]

Right, yeah, vampires are completely mythical but turning into a squid? Everyday life, am I right?

[She may be bitter about something relating to this topic.]
grandtrashking: (Timeskip-18)

[personal profile] grandtrashking 2022-02-25 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not saying that isn't weird either, all of this is like some weird... I don't know, if it's a dream then I need to see someone about that because that can't be a good sign and I don't want my coach benching me.

[Turning into a squid is just as bizarre as everything else, he'd sooner believe vampires were real than turning into a squid actually having happened.]
ramshackled: (🕸️ there's someone)

iv; un: mouse.club

[personal profile] ramshackled 2022-02-25 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
i kinda know what you mean
i didnt have a ton of money to begin with but now we're stuck with what
blood trade? bartering? im a little unclear
ramshackled: (🕸️ like a fire in my blood)

2. un: mouse.club

[personal profile] ramshackled 2022-02-25 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
i don't know those names but a few of those are japanese
are you from japan?

also i promise you aren't going crazy despite how everything looks
if it helps this isn't my first time being in a new world
you'll get the hang of it
slayerskiss: (did you really think)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-02-25 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
Nope. All real. Apparently it was spawned from an extended nightmare, though.

[She lets out an annoyed sigh and takes a bite out of her corn dog.]

Anyway. Vampires are real. I should know. I'm a vampire killer. [And maybe a vampire??? She's not sure.]
grandtrashking: (Timeskip-04)

[personal profile] grandtrashking 2022-02-25 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
Where I'm from, but not where I live now. Or I guess lived if I can't find a way back home.

You've been to... Other worlds? How's that possible? No one's been able to even leave Earth where I'm from aside from sending people to the moon and back. Got any tips for someone new at this?
ramshackled: (🕸️ i'm holding out for a hero)

[personal profile] ramshackled 2022-02-25 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
it's been awhile since i spoke to someone else from japan
it's just kind of nice is all

i still don't have an answer for that.
we never did figure out how i ended up in that place. i assume something with magic but i got nothing else other than guesses.

try to keep an open mind is my best suggestion. i ran into all kinds of weird stuff before and i'd never have believed it any of it if i didn't experience it for myself.
grandtrashking: (Timeskip-22)

[personal profile] grandtrashking 2022-02-25 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
You're telling me the bloodsuckers from books and movies are real and you hunt them?
I've heard weirder things, I guess. Just don't tell me things like the apocalypse actually happen too.

[Bear with him, it's a lot to take in and he's not sure what to really believe here.]
slayerskiss: (are you still getting by?)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-02-25 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks at him, somewhat baffled, and holds her hands up.]

...Look around you? This is the apocalypse, dude.
grandtrashking: (Timeskip-23)

[personal profile] grandtrashking 2022-02-25 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Look. Listen, where I'm from, these things just don't exist or happen. It's a lot to take in, let alone believe.

[He huffs and pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to let this all really sink in. He's not trying to come off stupid or frustrating, contrary to what his best friend would say.]

Let me get this straight then. This place, whatever apocalypse it is, isn't a dream. And I'm not going insane standing here or imagining that I turned into a squid and reformed as myself.
grandtrashking: (Timeskip-43)

[personal profile] grandtrashking 2022-02-25 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
It's nice being able to talk to people from where you grew up. Where in Japan, if you don't mind me asking? Miyagi is where I'm from.

Magic's really real then? Not just a fairy tale or something you'd read in a book, or see on the TV? ... I guess waking up here as a squid makes that irrelevant, and the answer a yes though. Still hard to believe.

So basically same thing as when I moved across the world, just with stranger experiences alongside the new culture.


[Because waking up as a squid is just like going to an entirely different continent where summer is in December instead of July.]
adaine: (waving through a window)

Adaine Abernant | Fantasy High | Paleblood

[personal profile] adaine 2022-02-25 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
I. I AM DROWNING (ARRIVAL)

[The transformation from squid into elf is long, and painful in it's own existential sense. Through the whole process, the seer never has a moment of peace in her own mind. She is a squid. She is drowning. She is alone. She is drowning. The water is comfortable to her. She is drowning.

As she lands on the shore, she is met with yet more questions to prey on her thoughts, even as she'd much prefer to return to the water and drown where nothing remains to worry her or make her afraid.

Who is she? That's what troubles the seer as she transforms from a tangle of tentacles into a tangle of limbs, of bare skin. She is afraid. That's one of her primary traits, certainly, the fear under her skin. She is unseen. Yes, that one too, no matter how much she sees the eyes on her will never see anything worth looking at. She is alone. She is too old. She is endless. She has lost it all, the last survivor of a family that she craved, the only family that didn't abandon her. They're gone now, and she's become it, she's become that which she can't look at. She's...

She is... Adaine Abernant, she's brave, and she's loved, she is only sixteen, all her friends are living, and she has died. And she's coughing up sea water, feeling the panic start to rise.]
Help...

[It's all she can wheeze out.] Please... help...

II. WEAK BUT NOT GIVING IN (CARNIVAL)

[Well, it's just Adaine's luck to arrive in this strange demiplane in a unique month where it's uniquely difficult for her to get her stuff back, including her medicine. She's determined to have a bad time out of spite for all the ways they've decided to make this difficult for her.

Even if all the colours and vibrant energy is pretty pretty cool, and the games look fun and even if she's pouting and bitterly eating some fried food (that happens to be... delicious, actually) and staring at the games with something close to... curiosity.]


This is bullshit, isn't it? [She says with a frown to whoever's nearby, her eyes not going off of a ring game and a line of people tossing things on it.

It seems like she might need some help getting her stuff back.]


III. ON YOUR OWN (SUMMER HOME)

[When the dice lands on six, she's not immediately sure if she got lucky or incredibly unlucky. And then, as she hurtles through the sky with nobody else in sight, she gets her answer.

Definitely unlucky. Still, it's almost familiar, the wind forceful against her skin, an eternity of falling before her. She squeezes her eyes shut.

(WISDOM SAVING THROW: 12+3 = 15. PASS)

And she lands suddenly, colliding with the mattress. And it hurts a fuckload, but it doesn't kill her. Why did it have to be her here, the one Bad Kid incapable of healing herself, why couldn't it be someone more useful.

She just grumbles as she crawls to her feet. It didn't kill her, and that's something.]


Never rolling a dice again... ugh. [As she realizes that someone else is here, she brushes herself off and adjusts her glasses.] I, uh, don't suppose you have a healing potion?

IV. NETWORK (UN: Oracle)

Hello, everyone! My name is Adaine Abernant, and I'm new to this world. I'm a wizard back home, and here too, I guess, and a paleblood. I don't really understand the difference between all the bloodtypes here yet, but like I said, I'm new.

[Oh fuck, oh god, she's rambling.]

I'm not making this post as a formal introduction or anything, it'd be more thorough, it's purpose is to serve more as a general inquiry, but I thiiiink(?) everyone sees these so... hi, I guess?

Anyway, I need help finding whichever part of the city corresponds to the Arcane Scholars, more specifically the library! I know it's deliberately hard to find, but I wanted to get properly accustomed to this world and to do that I need to visit the Archives and ideally memorize the route. So, if anyone can give directions, or even escort me over there, I'd really appreciate it!!! :)

Thanks,
A.A.


V. WILCARD

[Feel free to either DM this account, my discord at ectoplasmfear#9086, or my plurk at [plurk.com profile] ectoplasmfear if you want to wildcard something!!]
slayerskiss: (you never knew)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-02-25 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
[She's just annoyed by people dismissing vampires as their imagination, considering the ways that her world bends over backwards for vampires to not be extremely common knowledge.]

Nope. All real. If you still think you're dreaming, you can try pinching yourself.
snakesdonthavelegs: (pic#15440179)

[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-02-25 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
it looks like its favors and people liking you and stuff ¯\_| ✖ 〜 ✖ |_/¯
dude thats just like school
when you think about it

like you need to have a good image
sheesh even without money this stuffs still a pain (⇀‸↼‶)
better than people fighting over stupid inheritances and stuff tho
detonating: (Bakugou S5 58)

Katsuki Bakugou | My Hero Academia | Warmblood | [Jikan CRAU]

[personal profile] detonating 2022-02-25 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
💥A Less Than Typical, Annoying AF Arrival 💥

[ One thing that can be said for Bakugou Katsuki is that he is not in a good fucking mood. It may not be his first brush with being dragged into a whole new world, but it sure ain’t a fantastic point of view when your arms are (temporarily, thank fuck--he was seriously not okay with the prospect of losing his hands for even a minute) fucking tentacles and you can't find your annoying best friend of a roommate anywhere. Disorienting. Surreal. Highly concerning. All things that just crank up the aggravation he is feeling to a max level.

Still, he knows how this whole "crash course introduction into a new shit hole" works and Katsuki isn't about to let it beat him. It becomes obvious rather quickly that the new arrivals such as himself are supposed to play along with this carnival crap and earn back their shit by participating. Looking for Uraraka, or anyone else from home that he hasn't seen in months now, is his main priority but killing two birds with one stone was never a bad plan of action.

He has already obtained the school bag that had his costume inside by the time he spots his Grenadier Bracers at a dart throwing booth, and the surly scowl that he has darkens dangerously as he watches the person in front of him try to pop the stupid little balloons in their pursuit of their own shit. It doesn't matter that they may have just started and may just be getting a feel for how hard they need to throw the sharp ended projectiles, Katsuki scoffs behind them and offers a scathingly snide comment anyway.]


If you keep that up, the rest of us are gonna be waiting here until we're fuckin' 80! Put some power into the next one, huh?!

[He would be happy to fucking demonstrate, if they'd like to get the hell outta his way and let him.]


💥Luck Be A L O S E R 💥

[If Katsuki was annoyed before, he is on a whole other level when a card just appears in his fucking hand like that's a totally normal thing. Whatever magic or bullshit is fueling this place is far greater than the kizuna magic in Nippon, and it's got him on edge in a big way. This all plays off like fun and games right now, but on the inside he is wondering just how far it can go. Still, he knows how this shit works, that participation tends to be the only way to garner favorable results for himself, and Katsuki is flipping the card over to see what the hell is on it. ]

"T"?! The fu–

[Everything twists around him, bright colors colors warping and morphing together to form a gigantic cylinder around him–and anyone else nearby unbeknownst to him at first. It's fucking jarring, there's a sensation like he is falling despite the fact that his feet never leave solid ground and it's a fucking miracle that he manages to keep his ass from hitting the ground when it is all said and done. Immediately, crimson eyes are sweeping the walls for any kind of an exit, almost making the entire circle and finding nothing when there is a shift in the air above him, as if it's getting sucked up around him by something–]

SHIT!

[The blonde doesn't even realize that it's a gigantic piece of candy that is about to pulverize him against the floor, just that he needs to fucking MOVE, RIGHTNOW. Katsuki throws his hand up and–

BOOM

The explosion from his hand forces him back and out of the way just in time, and the echoing, trilling sound from the blast inside of a long, rounded tunnel has nothing on the impact that the falling item makes when it hits the floor. He looks completely alarmed still as he stares at the thing that just almost crushed the ever living fuck out of him.. at least until he squints at the item and…

Is that… candy?!]


The FUCK?!?!

[No time to WTF more than that though, because the shift of the air is happening again, and this time he does see that he isn't alone. And that the other person is about to meet a 'bug under a rock' fate if he doesn't move, now. Luckily for your character, he is pretty fucking fast thanks to his explosive quirk; another loud bang later and Katsuki is plowing into the person hard enough to take the both of them down to the floor. Just before the next piece of candy crashes to the floor.]


💥Network 💥

[text; un; LordExplosionMurder]
A few questions.

Where the fuck is 'here'?
What makes it tick?
Are there any Pro Heroes or students from U.A here? (If you don’t know what this means, it doesn't apply to you and you can piss off.)

I want the run-down. As detailed as possible.




[[ ooc: happy to plot out other prompts if wanted, I'm just stuck mobile (also on that note plz forgive typos ;A;) so wanted to finish this up as fast as possible! Hmu for other ideas any of these places! [personal profile] detonating | [plurk.com profile] papapapanic | meganlodon#0267 @ discord]]
Edited (Phone posts are haaaard) 2022-02-25 15:24 (UTC)