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test drive meme #1

TEST DRIVE MEME #1
Welcome to Serendipity's first test drive meme!

TDM threads can be considered game canon if everyone agrees to it.
Any questions about the TDM can be asked in the mod questions thread.
Questions about the general game mechanics, setting or locations, or magic can be asked on their respective pages.

i. ARRIVAL


It was a beautiful dream, complete with a sobering and tantalizing choice.

The awakening is just as beautiful, and you wake slowly, comfortably and completely on your own time, eyes blinking open to take in the surroundings. You are floating in the center of a pool of pink-tinted liquid, just a little thicker than water, just thick enough that the floating takes no effort. Dressed in a soft white cotton robe, you find yourself staring at the high domed ceiling of a round room lined with huge windows that let in the afternoon sunlight, a little pale and washed out with the cool midwinter temperature and the reflection of light snowfall outside.

Inside, it is warm, the liquid you float in close enough to your body temperature that you can barely feel it as it moves over your skin. Thick vines climb the walls, weaving in and out between the windows and occasionally over them, throwing thick organically-shaped stripes here and there across the room. Once you fully awaken and stand up and exit the water, you will find towels to dry yourself beside a neatly stacked bundle of your clothing (all very precisely mended) and any other items you might have had on your person when you made the decision to stay. You are left alone, given time to sort yourself out and get changed, and it is only when you decide to leave the antechamber with the pool through a single open arch and make your way into the courtyard of the castle that you will be approached.

The people who greet you are warm and welcoming, wearing robes of different colors depending on the House they're affiliated with - green for Life, blue for River, brown for Stone, and yellow for Sun. These representatives explain to you where you are and what you've agreed to and answer any questions you might have. After this conversation, you are given your tablet and walked through how to use it, then taken on a tour through the various House accommodations so you can choose which suits you best, and offered to be taken to the stables should you have a mount, large pet, or vehicle that's come through with you.

ii. WELCOME HOME


In honor of the first new arrivals to this empty little valley, the heads of the Houses have decided to set up a little party in the largest ballroom in the Castle. It's a simple gathering, primarily a feast with live music, dancing, and games. The ballroom is lit up with candles and strings of magical fairy lights, there is a large table lined with chairs and loaded with simple farm-to-table type foods - roast chicken and beef, baked and mashed potatoes, buttered and roasted vegetables, bread rolls and loaves of bread intricately braided into various shapes, several types of stews and curries made with goat, mutton, beef, and chicken served with flat fried breads, and an assortment of pastries, tarts, and cakes. To drink, there will be mulled wine and mead, beer and a few spirits, and a wide variety of juices and other non-alcoholic beverages. The crowning achievement is a small ice cream bar with various flavors of ice cream and chocolate and caramel sauces.

☆ a. CELEBRATIONS The rest of the room has been mostly cleared aside from some couches and armchairs set up around the edges of the room for people to rest in. Throughout the evening, several small bands play a variety of music meant for dancing and an entire large section of the room is dedicated to games - darts, tabletop sports games, cards, chess, and a game something like Pictionary or charades. Characters are welcome to mingle, dance, and play games with each other and with NPCs that will be more than willing to ask characters to dance or join them in a game.

☆ b. HOUSE PRESENTATIONS In a smaller room adjoining the ballroom, each of the Houses has set up a booth of sorts, meant to describe the interests and focus of each House as well as to demonstrate the types of magic that each house specializes in. Here, characters can observe mages from each House performing complicated spells or brewing potions and offering samples.

The spells performed will generally be complex, high-level spells intended to be impressive displays of what each House's magic can do. Characters can be temporarily changed into animals, have their worries erased for a few hours, become intangible, or be allowed to breathe underwater for a time, among many other types of fantastical spells. The samples of potions are good for an hour or so of effect and can cover a wide range of effects - intoxication and euphoria, enhanced luck, temporary infatuation, forced truth, the ability to speak to animals, and a host of other magical effects.

House booths are not recruiting, characters are not asked to join any of the Houses or ally with them, but they are showing off to try to tempt characters to sign up with their House to learn magic.

☆ c. SHARING IS CARING In another smaller room adjoining the ballroom, characters are invited to talk about their homes, show off their own abilities, or share something cultural from their own worlds. There will be a near-constant stream of interested NPCs as well as other characters who may watch or listen. Tell a folklore story from your country, perform a folk song, show off your superhuman abilities, or share anything else that reminds you of home in an enthusiastic sharing of culture.

iii. SECRET SIGNS


Towards the middle of the evening, a 'game' is announced - the Secret Signs. A magic spell will be cast on the room at large, and characters will find a glowing inscription above their heads that reveals a minor but relatable secret of theirs, or functions as a sort of 'shaming sign' betraying a minor relatable misbehavior that the character indulges in. These inscriptions will remain for a few hours, and characters are encouraged to mingle, observe other people's inscriptions, and try to find common ground in these inconsequential secrets or guilty pleasures.

However, the spell isn't perfect, so some characters may have no inscriptions, or false accusations or untrue secrets displayed and have to deal with the fallout of that. Alternately, if players wish it, deeper secrets or wrongdoings may be exposed completely by accident.

iv. GREENHOUSE INVASION


On the day after the party, a call goes out on the tablets for the assistance of anyone who's able - the Greenhouses, which provide most of the food for the current population, are being invaded by pests! These pests are rodents about the size of very large rats that like to eat the ripened fruit and vegetables that have taken months of careful cultivation to grow. They are exceptionally good at climbing and the females of the species are capable of short flights using little 'wings' similar to those of a flying squirrel. When they're cornered, they have a nasty bite that can cause people trying to catch them to experience extremely strange surreal hallucinations.

It's very important that these pests be cleared out of the Greenhouses, because they are the source of most of the foods that characters will be eating, especially considering it's mid to late winter and growing things outdoors won't be happening for a while. It's your first opportunity to really contribute to your new community!

v. NETWORK


Each character's tablet will light up at some point during the first few days and open a new entry with a blinking prompt: Tell everyone something about yourself. Where are you from? How old are you? What was your family like? What is your favorite food or color?

Or characters are welcome to post up their own network-based prompts.

NAVIGATION








hammock: (pic#15314047)

Richie "Trashmouth" Tozier / IT: 2017

[personal profile] hammock 2021-12-04 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
☆ CELEBRATIONS

[No way in hell Richie's gonna say no to a party. They didn't exactly come around too often in Derry and when they did he either wasn't invited or had to live up to some stupid expectations and oblige by a mile-long list of rules. Decorum and social expectations, not his bag. He'd much rather collect an armful of crap to entertain himself with, in a corner off to the side. Just because he was surrounded by people didn't mean he had to socialize, the band has his interest more than anything and as he's flipping through the rule book of one card game in particular he's tapping his foot to the beat, occupying a lavish seat in a mound of pillows hoarded off one of the sofas. Fort Tozier is open for business.]


☆ GREENHOUSE INVASIONS

[If these things are anything like the rats in the sewers and in the barrens, Richie doesn't mind tasking himself with running them off. It doesn't seem difficult in theory, but once he's in there dealing with them reality bites. Literally. He's brandishing a bat and sucking on the side of his hand where one of those little bitches got him. It flew off, but he's already chased three of them out of the greenhouse. He's got the wooden baseball bat leaning against one knee with the door to the place propped open behind him.]

Little shit...

[Even though it's daylight the world gets dark around him, and it feels damp - like the underneath the Neibolt house all over again. A voice creeps out of the shadows, yellow shiny coin-like eyes staring back at him.

Hi Richie. A shark-like smile follows, each tooth illuminated in the dark. Fuck, he should've known. He should've known this new place was all just some elaborate ruse. He never should've made the deal - never should have trusted. Richie grabs the baseball bat and scrambles to his feet.]


Get bent you circus freak!!


☆ NETWORK

username: trashmouth
userpic: here

My name is Richie, I'm 13, and I'm addicted your mom. It all began when she pinched my cheeks, but not the cheeks you think.
Edited 2021-12-04 18:15 (UTC)
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Ravi Chakrabarti / iZombie

[personal profile] exmagician 2021-12-04 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
HOUSE PRESENTATION █ (INTOXICATION & EUPHORIA)

[The magic, the potions, and the tiny tidbits of information are all adding to the experience for Ravi who thought he'd just been having a wonderful dream prior to his arrival. Even though his wish did come from the heart, a world of actual magic and not just con-artists appeals to his fascination with the supernatural.

It's so inspiring that he throws caution to the wind and samples one of those potions when he sees someone else manifesting something like telekinesis. He's been trying for an hour to figure out what sort of magics he got to play with when the reality of his placebo becomes apparent. He's not exactly steady on his feet, and when a six-foot-four desi dreamboat leans on a stranger to stabilize himself they're certain to notice it.]


Erm. Sorry, 'bout that- I think- I think they slipped a mickey in mine.


SECRET SIGNS █ (PHILOSOPHY OF DISHONESTY)


Bollocks!

[Play a game they said, it'll be fun they said When he heard Secret Signs and enlisted himself he had been under the impression it'd be something more arcane in nature like Tarot or something as equally fantastical as the potions from before that he'd been slighted by. Not this.

Above his head in BOLD LETTERS is two words: ZOMBIE MONTHLIES, it's not descriptive enough to give him away but it does put him on the spot. Once he saw these little lines manifest over other participants he was quick to view his own and now with no easy way out of the situation he's doing what he can to somehow will it away. He's tried waving his hands, but the words aren't tangible. They can't be hidden by any sort of newspaper or headwear either.]


When do the party favors start being, I dunno, fun?


NETWORK █ (USERNAME: RCMD)

Medical Examiner and self-proclaimed scientist from Seattle, but not originally. I solve crimes like a sexier more charismatic Sherlock Holmes.
Edited 2021-12-04 19:45 (UTC)
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Malcolm Bright | Prodigal Son

[personal profile] prodigalmess 2021-12-05 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
II.a CELEBRATIONS
Malcolm doesn't eat a lot, in general. Waking up in a very strange, magical place, even one that he agreed to go to, is alarming. He's still not entirely sure that this whole thing isn't a psychotic break, his mind's way of disassociating with the trauma that he witnessed at home. Maybe he's really in a psych ward right now and not in a beautiful castle.

Until he comes to his senses, he'll try to enjoy himself. Malcolm wanders into the adjoining game room and finds himself drawn to a chess board that's already set up for a game. He sits down behind the white pieces and picks up a gleaming knight piece, turning it over in his fingers.

He senses the presence of someone else next to him and he looks up. "Do you play?"


III. SECRET SIGNS
As someone who tries to keep his personal cards close to the vest, he's a little wary when their hosts mention a game that involves spilling a secret of theirs. Said secret is supposed to be something minor and relatable though, so Malcolm figures that he can be a sport.

He can't see whatever happens to be hovering over his head, but after a few odd looks from other guests, he retreats to the bathroom in order to find out. Good thing he can read backwards in the reflection of the mirror. I SLEEP IN RESTRAINTS.

"Seriously?" He deadpans. "That's minor and relatable?" Maybe there's nothing minor and relatable about him. With a helpless shrug, he heads back out to the party, trying to determine how best to explain his secret to whoever asks.


V. NETWORK
[ Malcolm doesn't feel like answering most of these questions, at least not to the world at large. But hey, favorite food. He can manage that one. ]

username: sherlockfreud
I'm Malcolm Bright. My favorite food is Twizzlers.


WILDCARD
[ I'm open to other stuff as well. If you'd like to plot something else, feel free to send me a PM or a message at [plurk.com profile] sparks_fly. ]
prodigalmess: (harvard)

Network; un: sherlockfreud

[personal profile] prodigalmess 2021-12-05 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ Excuse you, he's the sexier more charismatic Sherlock Holmes, though he'd never say something like that out loud. ]

Where are you from originally?
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network;

[personal profile] exmagician 2021-12-05 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Across the pond. SherlockFreud? Sherlock, I understand, but Freud? I'm not as big a fan. I go more the way of Erikson who gave him the means, to begin with.
prodigalmess: (not my blood)

[personal profile] prodigalmess 2021-12-05 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
I've been a few times, London mostly.

Looking back on Freud through modern eyes, there are absolutely things that ring as ridiculous, and things that I think he outright got wrong. That said, I have to give him respect for bringing the field of psychology to the forefront.

I'm a forensic profiler, thus the username.


[ He was trying to be cute. ]
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Intouch Wongnate | Until We Meet Again

[personal profile] keepintouch 2021-12-05 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
II. Welcome Home

[It's been entirely too long since life's been something to celebrate. So finding himself at a party feels strange, but really nice. Especially since there's all this unfamiliar food just open for anyone to eat. It's been a long time since he's had an appetite, even longer still since he's gotten to eat anything quite this delicious even if it's mostly unfamiliar.]

This curry tastes almost like something from home.

[He murmurs, licking a smear of sauce off his lips contentedly. It might seem like he's distracted by the food and not paying attention to anything or anyone else, but in reality his every fiber is practically vibrating as he searches for a sign of someone familiar. After all if Intouch is here, couldn't it be possible that he could be here too?]

They've really put in a lot of effort to try and make us feel welcome, haven't they?

[Maybe talking to someone who's just trying to get food is a little weird, but he still hasn't seen Korn and standing here eating by himself is getting both boring and lonely.]

I'm In, what's your name?


IV. Greenhouse Invasion

[Oh, this is a really bad idea. In brandishes his stick at a nearby flying rodent-creature-thing, trying to look as intimidating as possible. Which isn't very intimidating at all given his slender frame, but that doesn't change his desire to help!]

Go on! Go find your own food! This isn't yours!

[Mustering up some extra courage, he stomps after a particularly brave one that's getting entire too close to a plant for Intouch's comfort.]

Oi! That means you. Get out!

[Not wanting to hurt the creature, only scare it a little he just tries to push it away. Which accomplishes about as much as you'd guess in this sort of situation - nothing. Honestly, at this rate the only thing that In is going to accomplish is hurting himself.]

If they've got things that look like rats, where are their cats?

[He mutters, trying a little harder to get the current rodent he's engaged with to leave again to no avail.]

V. Network (Username : JustaLilTouch)

[Typing is still a little awkward, Computers weren't anywhere near this advanced in the 80s after all and In's still a little out of his depth despite being shown how to use his tablet several times over already.]

Hi.
My name is Intouch, but you can just call me In. I'm from a country called Thailand on a planet we just call Earth. Which now that I'm seeing the bigger picture of the universe might have been a little short sighted.

I know this is going to sound weird, but... was anyone here not alive before they woke up here?

WILDCARD/INFO

Open to doing other things as well, you can message me or contact me oat [plurk.com profile] Starscall
Have to be honest, I haven't played in a proper game in Forever, but I fell in love with this idea.

For a little character blurb since I'm not expecting anyone to be familiar with his canon:
Intouch is from a Thai show called Until We Meet Again. Which is... actually more about his reincarnated self than it is about Intouch. Intouch, himself, is just your average University student. Friendly, Outgoing, and entirely too persistent. His story meets an untimely end simply because he and his boyfriend committed the grave sins of being boyfriends in Thailand n the 80s. So he's here, because despite being dead and stuff, all he wants is a chance to live and be happy with his partner. Because there's Mother and she's basically offered him that dream on a silver platter. All he has to do is help. How hard can that be?
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Anthony J. Crowley | Good Omens | OTA

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-12-05 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
i. ARRIVAL

He had for the very briefest of moments appeared more angelic than he had in centuries. Laying in that white robe, in that holy looking sanctuary... It was a reminder he had not enjoyed! Crowley had recollected his things as quickly as possible and he was sorely tempted to give the room a hideous makeover when he left it but he decided better of it as there was that wish that he very much wanted. Crowley smirked and did at least use a touch of evil magic on the door so that the next person to arrive this way would have a devil of a time getting out! He might have agreed to come here, even to help out now and then, but he was no angel... he was getting something out of this exchange!


☆ b. HOUSE PRESENTATIONS

Crowley stalked around between the magical displays and various tables filled with potions. It was interesting really, as he had occasionally wondered what people would do if they were gifted with magic. Apparently they would make columns of fire dance to music and craft various potions with dubious side effects... Though the red potion looked nice. He stopped in front of the flask and picked it up when urged to do so. It was warm as he drank it down but instantly left him feeling weird.

"What's this do? I really... this makes you fall for some one?"

And it was true the very next person to enter the room looked absolutely like the most interesting person in the world complete with floating hearts and tiny cupids.

"Oh I don't like that!"

Crowley drew in a deep breath and focused as hard as he could until the liquid he had ingested ended up back into the bottle it had come from in the first place. He practically threw the bottle into the hands of the lady who had handed it to him in the first place.

"You can keep this!"


iii. SECRET SIGNS

By the time the game had been introduced Crowley had soothed the day's misadventures with a healthy dose of alcohol. It was then perhaps not surprising when the inscription, "Winebibber" appeared over his head. Having had so much wine he didn't even seem to notice.
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Lalli Hotakainen | Stand Still, Stay Silent

[personal profile] silentscout 2021-12-05 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Celebrations

[It's very easy to miss a certain scrawny pale man, as he is doing his best to go unnoticed. Hood drawn up, eyes cast downward, moving through the crowd while being mindful of not bumping into anyone. Someone is used to blending into the background, and he's doing his best to step silently and not be seen.

Well, until he finds the food, at least. All bets are off when it comes to food. Then it might be a shock as someone suddenly steps up and grabs for one of the many pastry options available. It might even be one that your character had been reaching for, because all bets are off when it comes to baked goods.

He sniffs at the pastry, then looks it over for a moment. And then he shoves it into his mouth, eating it all in one big bite.

Then he grabs several more and shoves them into the pockets of his outfit, stowing them away for later. It's only as he's cleaning out the plate that he finally casts a glance at anyone nearby, daring them to say anything about his actions. His baked goods now.
]



Greenhouse Invasion

[It's actually lucky that Lalli's usual outfit has thick gloves, because those bites would be a problem if they could get to his actual fingers. As it is, Lalli is cursing loudly as he tries to scoop up these rat-sized rodents and throw them out of the greenhouse.

...he might be throwing them out the door without paying attention to who's coming in. You might want to duck.
]



Network Questions

[It does take Lalli a moment to figure out how to use the network, because while such things do exist in his world it's not something he routinely uses. This guy is used to backwater living with no electricity, he has no need for tablets. He honestly is tempted to just pitch it in a lake somewhere and do his own thing. But he gets the feeling he'll be scolded if he 'loses' it, so.]

(Username: lalli)

Lalli Hotakainen, from Finland. I am a night scout and a mage, and if you have any questions that aren't stupid then I will answer them.

[It seems like he's decided questions like "what is your family like?" and "what is your favorite food?" are stupid.]
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Celebrations

[personal profile] silentscout 2021-12-05 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Chess is as familiar to Lalli as just about any game is: it's something that is supposedly fun, and he knows the basics enough to understand how it works, but Lalli himself has never seen the appeal of it. He's not really one for games to begin with, and the rules of Chess in particular seem easy enough at first but always devolve into 'you can't do that, your king is in check' any time he tries to play it.

But who knows, maybe this time won't be as bad as the others. Sure, talking to strangers is an exercise in patience to begin with, but at least there's not a language barrier inhibiting his ability to communicate basic ideas to others. He might as well make use of being able to talk to someone without having to resort to his terrible Swedish or some form of charades.

"Not usually," Lalli answers honestly, not quite meeting Malcolm's eyes as he watches the man. Unsure, slightly skittish, definitely paying attention even if eye contact is difficult. He hasn't yet sat down at the other spot, but he's considering it. "But I know the rules."
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III. SECRET SIGNS

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-12-05 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Humans. They did have their little quirks. Taking a drink from one of those overly festive party cups Crowley stalked around this man, staring with unblinking intensity at the sign hovering over his head, before he shrugged.

"I sometimes sleep on the ceiling."
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Greenhouse Invasion

[personal profile] scowlish 2021-12-05 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[There are two things Onni hadn't expected when coming inside the greenhouse to try to help out with the pests - his cousin Lalli, and a rodent flying full speed at his face. Thankfully, his reflexes are quick, and he lifts a hand just in time to bat the thing to the side and send it squealing off into the underbrush.

His expression is deadpan and he lets out a little sigh.]


You might want to look where you're throwing things!
silentscout: (63)

I did not expect to find a castmate here and I am screaming

[personal profile] silentscout 2021-12-05 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Lalli would have snapped back at that, but the fact that it's Onni of all people who steps into the greenhouse is enough to make him pause. Given that none of the exploration crew had been with him when he had first arrived, nor had any turned up upon his extensive surveys of the strange country he has found himself in, Lalli had assumed that he would be alone here. To find out otherwise is a shock, but a welcome one.]

Oh. You're here.

[He's glad to see Onni, honestly. But his gratitude consists of kicking a rodent away and then stepping over to stand near his cousin. Existing in close proximity is his way of saying "even if it's only been like a day since I last saw you, I missed you."]

...hi.
scowlish: (huff)

I was deeply torn between tagging you with Emil or Onni, I might end up doing both.

[personal profile] scowlish 2021-12-05 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[The truth is, Onni is deeply relieved to see Lalli, just like he had been when he'd seen him back in the forest while looking for the kade. But, just like then, he's not exactly pleased either, because the last thing he wants is his cousin in danger.

Then again, this place is much safer than where Lalli had been before he got here, so maybe, just maybe, he's a little pleased.]


Mhm. And so are you.

[Thankfully, Onni understands Lalli's "I missed you" and raises it with his own expression of deep affection - he puts a hand on Lalli's shoulder for a moment, squeezes lightly, and then drops his hand. If anyone knows how little Lalli likes to be touched, it's Onni.]

Hi.

[A pause.]

It looks like you're doing a good job of this anyway.
silentscout: (117)

Both are very good choices yes

[personal profile] silentscout 2021-12-05 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
Mhmm. I thought I wouldn't see anyone here.

[Anyone that he knows, at least. There's plenty of strange men with strange names all acting in ways that are just unfamiliar enough to make Lalli feel out of sorts. Having the familiarity of Onni around is enough to calm his nerves and make things slightly better. But only slightly, because this is Lalli after all.

At the greeting, Lalli reaches up and rubs at his shoulder. Onni isn't one to give senseless praise, so Lalli trusts that Onni means what he says.
]

It's not difficult. I didn't even have to use magic.

[Though there's now a bunch of rodents running around outside the greenhouse, and as soon as Lalli realizes that their bites have hallucinatory effects things will get Interesting. But Lalli would prefer Onni didn't get bitten for other reasons entirely.]

...probably no risk of illness here. It seems like a safe area.

[He's putting that out there both for Onni's sake, and as a way of indirectly expressing his primary concern, now that he knows Onni is here. No getting the Rash allowed.]
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Kaoru Sakurayashiki || Sk8 The Infinity

[personal profile] cherryai 2021-12-05 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
Sharing is caring
It’s not long into his arrival that Kaoru had started explaining the finer points and elegance of calligraphy to those who had (for the sake of not splitting hairs) brought him here. He’d had to start from the beginning which was one of the less annoying things he’s had to do in his life, explaining what kanji were.

As he continued explaining he wondered if perhaps talking about Carla or skateboarding would have been a better topic. Honestly, anything from his world would probably have worked. The lightbulb or even a damn rice cooker would be intriguing. Not so much for their advanced nature, but because these people simply seemed to enjoy hearing everyone talk about their own worlds.


Secret signs
When they explain the game is meant to be a sort of ice breaker, Kaoru isn’t concerned. He’s dealt with worse. He’s dealt with youth hostels that Kojiro chose for European vacations. How horrible could this be?

Then the words wrote their way above his head: Hopeful

"Of all the …" The words were like hissed venom. This was not a small secret. This was something he worked well to hide underneath layers of indifference and intellect. This was an invasion of privacy and he wasn’t going to stand here and deal with it.

He turned to head out the door but found himself surrounded by people.


Network
Username:Cherryblossom
Kaoru, I like Italian.

Edited 2021-12-05 06:58 (UTC)
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V. Network (username: Sylleblossom)

[personal profile] shedgrace 2021-12-05 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Good day, Sir or Madam Intouch. My name is Lunafreya, from the country of Tenebrae on the planet Eos. I am honored to make your acquaintance, be the circumstances as strange and dreamlike as they are.

To answer your question simply: yes. I had died. In large part, that is why I am here. In dying, I left much that was my duty unfulfilled; if my efforts in this world might yet lighten the burden of those who carry on after me, I welcome the work gladly.

Might I ask whether you arrive here in similar circumstances?

With sincerest care,
Lunafreya Nox Fleuret
keepintouch: (pic#15314910)

[personal profile] keepintouch 2021-12-05 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm a guy, so it's Sir despite what some people seemed to think back home. It's very nice to meet you Lunafreya. Or would Miss Fleuret be more appropriate? You seem to value formality and I don't want to be rude.

Is your world very different from this one as well?

So it's not just me then. I had a feeling I couldn't be the only one. It still feels a little unreal being here.

My death well, it's... complicated. But I definitely left a lot of regrets and things incomplete. Maybe it's weird to say, since I'm already dead - I'm here for my future and the future of the person I love more than anything. Not anyone else's. Some might call that selfish, but I'm past the point of caring about what anyone else thinks about it anymore.
keepintouch: (pic#15314912)

Celebrations

[personal profile] keepintouch 2021-12-05 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[In had, in fact, been reaching for that pastry, but he isn't too bothered over the stranger snatching it up first. There's plenty of food to be had after all.]

I know this is a party, but I'm pretty sure there's going to be plenty of food to eat later too. We can't help them very well if we're starving after all, right?

[He picks up a different pastry from an entirely different tray, taking a bite with a blissful look on his face. Someone in this place could really cook. Probably several someones since this was way too much food for just one person to make it all.]

Were those very good? I didn't get to try one.
shedgrace: (71)

[personal profile] shedgrace 2021-12-05 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, no, you needn't stand on ceremony with me. The life I was born into simply didn't allow me many opportunities to speak more familiarly with others, so I'm poorly versed in the way of it myself. Please, treat me as you would anyone else. "Lunafreya" is perfectly appropriate.

Eos differs greatly from this place, yes. In some ways - the visible ones, primarily - this valley resembles my home in Tenebrae. We, too, lay nestled among lush, cool forest and mountain peaks. Yet day-to-day life in Serentali could not diverge more from the lives of those I walked among.

How would you describe your Earth? In what ways is it different from this world?

As to your last point, Sir Intouch, you'll hear no harsh judgment from me. I've every faith that, even if my part in the story should still end as it did, those I cherish most in the world will secure the future I fought for. Granted that, what I now wish for is to see them happy in that future - the one I love more than anything, and all who are dear to both of us. The sort of people they are, I can't imagine he'd be very happy without them, nor they without him; and none would be happy to leave our world as it is.

Seen that way, perhaps my wish is just as selfish as any other's. Who does not hope, ultimately, for happiness?

(I needn't sign my messages as I would written letters, I see! Now that I have the opportunity, I'll master this form of communication yet.)
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Lunafreya Nox Fleuret | Final Fantasy XV

[personal profile] shedgrace 2021-12-05 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
i. ARRIVAL (Main Library)

[As long a day as it's been for Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, she finds she can't settle down in the rooms she's selected for herself and the white, spitz-tailed dog trotting at her heels. While daylight still reigns, the twenty-something woman in white winds up in a window-side nooks in the Ivory Castle's main library, her tablet set aside and a wide book in her lap, gazing softly, wistfully out the glass and into the valley depths, one hand absently stroking her dog's head.

Hopefully, pets are allowed in the library and no one's allergic to fur. When Pryna notices another person's approach, she wags her tail, causing Lunafreya to look up and smile softly.]


Hello. It's a marvel, isn't it?

ii. WELCOME HOME; b. HOUSE PRESENTATIONS

[This time, Lunafreya makes her appearance sans doggy escort. Perhaps that's for the best. The demure, single scoop of ice cream sitting in its bowl in her lap would prove too strong a temptation for even the goodest of good girls, all but forgotten as it is. Lunafreya's much too distracted by one of the House Life presentations to think to eat it before it melts.

A display of classic (if harmless and blessedly brief) dead-raising causes her to pale and put down her spoon, but the presenters continue to explain their case. Gradually, Lunafreya leans forward in her seat, listening intently.]


They consider healing a type of necromancy...

[She murmurs it to herself, lost in thought.]

v. NETWORK; un: Sylleblossoms

Greetings, everyone. I am Lunafreya Nox Fleuret; please, call me Lunafreya or shorten my name as you like. My dog, Pryna, seems to have come to this place with me, and I find her a great source of comfort as fellow strangers in a strange land. We both hail from the Imperial province of Tenebrae, and, more broadly, from a world named Eos.

If you would indulge a stranger's curiosity, I find myself wondering what skills the lot of us have, given the task ahead of us. Until now, I largely served as something of a figurehead and healer, not a builder. Still, I have some experience tending to plants, and Pryna has carried many a message across unsafe terrain. What else might we all bring to the table?
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[personal profile] silentscout 2021-12-05 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
There's plenty of food.

[Is it in agreement to what In had said? Or is it an excuse for Lalli to take those pastries without feeling guilt? Maybe it's both. But regardless, Lalli isn't offering up any of the food he's taken. He feels no guilt or shame at his thievery.]

It's alright. Very sweet.

[So descriptive.]

Some of this is unfamiliar.

[He's looking at one of the braided loaves of bread as he says that. It's more artistic than he's used to.]
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House Presentation

[personal profile] shedgrace 2021-12-05 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh--

[A wispy, five-foot-six blonde in heels is not necessarily the steadiest support a man could ask for, but she manages to brace her feet and keep them both from toppling. Once Ravi's predicament becomes clear, she puts her hands on his arm to further balance him and looks around.]

Er, yes, I believe I understand. [Lunafreya may not know the term "mickey," but he's clearly impaired, and there's enough alcohol going around for her to make a guess.] Here, let me help you to that armchair. Small steps.

[Carefully, she tries to guide him towards a chair by the wall. Stars, but he's tall.]
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ii

[personal profile] silentscout 2021-12-05 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lalli had also been interested in the demonstrations of magic, though he's not quite as into it as some of the others are. Magic isn't new to him, and since this magic is clearly not the magic he already knows then it's not going to be of much benefit to him. Or so he thinks. In his world you can't learn magic from sources beyond your own magic school, so the display is more of a "this is what my temporary co-workers can do" kind of thing for him.

But then a dead body raises itself up, and Lalli lets out a startled noise as his eyes go wide. Lunafreya might be leaning in, but since she's the closest to Lalli he is quickly throwing his arm across in front of her to act as a physical barrier.
]

Stay back. I'll handle it.

[He sounds calm, even if he looks like he's on edge right now.

His other hand is going for a knife on his belt. He uh. He might be planning on killing some raised dead, stopping him might be a good idea.
]

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