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acatalepsy_ooc2018-10-19 02:32 pm
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test drive meme # 4
 test drive meme #4 It happens in the blink of an eye. One moment, you are home. Perhaps you are with your family, perhaps you are at work. It's a completely normal day . . . and then, suddenly, your stomach drops. You are overcome with a sudden sense of vertigo. You cannot see up, or down, or where you are. All you hear is a voice -- light, bubbly, warm, soothing, in your ear: Don't worry, darling. This won't hurt a bit~ ♥ For those who recognize the voice, it will sound a bit strained. Possibly tired. But the moment happens so quickly it's hard to pin down, and once that moment is over, you fall flat on your face. It's bright, warm, and humid. It takes a few seconds for you to gain composure and catch your breath. You think, for half a moment, that a hand is on your back, rubbing between your shoulder blades in comfort, but when you open your eyes, no one is there. You are surrounded by ancient stone buildings, with carvings you do not recognize etched into the stone. There's a sense of nausea, overwhelming and sudden, when you realize you aren't in Kansas anymore. Even worse, it looks like Astoria has started to feel a bit festive, maybe even a little spooky.  THE TEMPLE OF BEGINNINGS. Welcome to the "Home Base" of Astoria's Circle. What the actual name of the base is called is lost to the ages, and there's no sense of where you could find it, unless you started asking around. At any rate, this is a central hub of the Circle, a place of powerful magic and mysterious energy. It is a scattering of ancient stone buildings and for the most part, it looks abandoned . . . except for what seems to be a few items, some rooms taken, items moved or organized, even a small garden planted. These are just the smallest hints that there are people here that have been here before you arrived. Overall, it's fairly beautiful. However, it is definitely not modern. Upon exploration, you find that the buildings are kept up by some kind of magic. Some of the rooms have items, things from other Circle members already settled, and others appear to be unclaimed. Pick your rooms, explore the grounds, see the beauty and wonder all around you in such a magical place. However, be careful -- there is some additional movement around the Temple that seems specific to the time of year. THE GREAT PUMPKIN.  Fall has certainly arrived in the Circle . . . rich colors adorn the leaves, a crisp breeze is in the air . . . and in the center of the Temple itself appears to be a massive pumpkin. And, really, the word massive doesn't appear to do the gourd justice. It is nearly twelve feet tall and twelve feet wide, round and bulbous in nature. But what is even more bizarre is that the entire structure seems hollow . . . and the front of it, in a Jack-O'-Lantern facade, has a large grinning face.No one says you have to go inside it, but if you're so inclined to scale through the mouth of the massive Jack-O'-Lantern, you will find a couple of things inside! One, the thing seems to be full of bowls of candy. Some candy might look familiar, but most of it looks a little weird. Two, there are floating candles spread throughout the pumpkin, creating odd shadows that cast about as the sun goes down. Three, the pumpkin changes expressions throughout the day. When you aren't looking, it goes from grimacing to smiling -- and it never seems to happen when you look! Have fun celebrating the holiday, Circle. Astoria is just getting started. SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS.  If the pumpkin wasn't quite enough of a giveaway that Astoria has become spookily inspired to welcome her new guests, then this will have to do. Because right along the outside of the Temple of Beginnings, there seems to be a somewhat constant and fairly thick fog. It's the kind of fog that makes you think there's something there. And with some exploration, you'll find...there is. Right in the distance there is movement, unnatural and sporadic. Any further investigation into the movement will involve you moving further and further into the fog. But be careful, because this fog is thick enough to lose sight of where you've come from. With enough time, you can catch up with the movement, to find that what you've heard and seen just beyond your peripheral, are...skeletons. Animated skeletons. They're humanoid, almost cartoon, and are moving with little to no direction. They just seem to be shambling in whatever direction they can, with no purpose or reason. They are entirely harmless. Except that if you get too curious, and get close enough to touch them, their heads will jerk towards you. They won't do much more, until you try and step away. It seems that by touching the skeletons, you've attracted their attention, and as you try to move away from them they will follow. And as they follow, they will attract the attention of other skeletons, and others, and others. If you're not careful, you'll collect an army. They will not follow you across the boundary around the Temple of Beginnings, but everywhere else you wander, you will have an entourage. Depending on how long you spend with your skeletons friends, you might even find out that they will answer simple commands. Like dance. FALL FEAST.  No matter how Astoria's thoughts on holiday cheer, she seems to have at least gotten one fall related item down- because on one of the days, you will wake up and find that in the middle of the Temple of Beginnings, where there is usually some green space and open grass, is now a very large table, extravagantly decorated. It seems to go on forever in each direction, which feels...a little impossible (but what isn't impossible here?) with plenty of chairs. The table has been decorated with fall ornaments (anyone familiar with the American 'Thanksgiving' will find quite a few similarities) with the only difference instead being the wide variety of food available. Astoria is not limited to Turkey and Stuffing on this day - but rather, almost any kind of food or drink (minus any kind of magical abilities it may contain) is here on this table. Food and snacks from every reach of every world and galaxy is on display. Maybe you're going to spend some time searching out your favorite from home, or maybe you're feeling adventurous and want to try a piece of whatever is in front of you - you think it might be some kind of potatoes? If potatoes were slightly bioluminescent? Also, did that side dish move just now? COMMUNICATIONS.  Upon arriving, you will notice on whichever is your non-dominant hand, you will have a fairly simply screen. A smart watch, if you will. Upon exploration, you will find that it has a directory of all those here with you at the Temple of Beginnings- names, and access to a direct message to them. The watch also has video, audio, and text capabilities, as well as what looks like a collection of messages sent to everyone who wishes to open them. This is your 'network', and also how Astoria can reach out and communicate with you. There is nothing keeping you from removing and/or losing your watch! But remember that you will not have access to this network without it. OOC: Also feel free to join us and other possible players on our discord server! enjoy! ♥ |
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[He's used to the whole "holy shit a skeleton" response after his first time round a
jamjaralternate world, so it's easy as pie to pick out when that's what people are freaking out over.Though, it also helps when he's looking to play dumb over it, so Sans looks down at his body in mock confusion, then nods.]
Oh, I get it. All this sugar's gonna go right to my thighs, right? Guess I overindulged a little.
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Are your thighs still alright...?
[ Are they fleshy?? she can't see past his clothes to be sure, but there's a spark of hope nonetheless that maybe whatever poison/magic/whatever the candy has, it hasn't completely affected Sans' body if his thighs are still safe. Maybe he can still be saved. ]
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Beats me...what's the diagnosis? Am I gonna make it?
[Unfortunately, neither muscle nor flesh to be seen.]
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[ His prognosis is Not Good, and Yachi keeps her horrified voice to a whisper. ]
It's eaten away so much already! Your stomach— are your organs alright?! So long as your brain and your heart are okay, maybe we can still save you...!
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[He looks down at his body, then pulls up his tshirt to reveal an empty rib cage.
He's usually really talktive, but honestly? This girl's a riot; he's more content to shut up and leave her to this little freakout than bother egging her on...she doesn't really need it.]
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[ She's wailing, tears falling, looking around for anything that would save him— but what can save a person who's already been reduced to a skeleton?? ]
M-m-maybe we can still save you! No more candy! You have to eat a lot of meat! Maybe you can grow it back!!
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[HE KNEW ALL THIS TIME. His feigned ignorance isn't even that convincing.]
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You were born a skeleton?? How does that even work? It doesn't work like that!
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Like skeletons.
[It'd help if he knew the circumstances of his birth, but he sure as heck doesn't. He and his brother have just kinda been around as long as they can remember.]
You should probably take a few deep breaths. You're starting to look frazzled, to say the least.
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She takes a deep breath, and then a couple more when that doesn't seem to be helping— it actually makes her feel a little worse? But that's because she's hyperventilating and those are quick shallow breaths she's trying to take while she struggles to process the fact that he's a monster.
A skeleton monster. That eats candy.
Nope, can't do it, there's a brain block that prevents her from accepting this. ]
Is... [ a couple more shaky breaths, so she'd at least have enough air to squeak out- ] Is the only thing you eat candy? Do you eat people??
1/3
[Talk about irresponsible!]
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But you know, I guess you're right...I'm only eating all this candy to stave off what I really want right now...
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Ketchup.
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and then
Her mind is screaming all the while Sans talks so that she barely hears anything he's saying, but it's the sheer absurdity of ketchup that brings everything to a grinding halt. ]
-—Huh?
[ Come again? ]
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[He'll repeat, considering she doesn't seem too conscious of reality right now.]
Salad cream's good too, though. It's a little lighter, you know? The thicker sauces always make you feel like once or twice is enough, but it's so good you can't stop. ...except Mustard, but I guess that's more the taste. Too bitter to drink a lot at once.
[He's a connoisseur you see.]
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Some ketchups can have a lot of sugar in it, so you'll still have to be careful about brushing your teeth to prevent toothaches...
[ Is that the most important thing she has to say? She's still trying to process the rest of it. ]
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[Like it's a soda or something.
Either way, that's the first normal reaction she's had so far...which is saying something. Riding that normalcy, he pats the tooth beside him.]
Wanna take a seat? The big guy doesn't bite, I promise.
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...It looks like it doesn't move...
[ She doesn't sit, though. But making it all the way up here is an accomplishment in itself, nervous as she is to stand right next to Sans. ]
Um... About that diet sauce... [ yeah, she was still thinking about that ] People use vinegar for salads, but that's no good either- the acid will make your bones soft.
[ This is normal conversation ]
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[Surprisingly, he doesn't say it with any kind of sarcastic tone. He sounds genuinely sincere...
But that's mostly because while it is a joke, it seems like talking about his eating habits is distracting her, so??? Rolling with it.]
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She mumbles something about not being an expert, but it's also a question that she puts serious thought into, because even if she's not an expert, she's often left in charge of cooking back home so this is something she has more experience with than most people she knows (though most people she knows are teenage boys who think meat buns are the ideal meal for any situation). ]
If it's vegetables, you can stir fry or blanch them without very much dressing at all. Something like sesame oil or mirin would work... If you like cold salads, potato and mayonnaise is always good.
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Sesame oil's not bad though. Really goes down smooth.
[Next time she sees him he's just going to be drinking straight from the bottle and it'll be awful.]
So you cook a lot?
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god, okay, she'll just die at a later time when she sees him chugging oil. ]
Yep! My mom's usually pretty busy, so I'm in charge of dinner and everything! You don't cook, do you? [ since he's guzzling ketchup and salad dressing but—
WAIT, IS THAT RUDE? Is it rude of her to assume he has no culinary skills just because his diet is trash?? It is and the realization dawns on her and she looks absolutely mortified. ]
I didn't mean to imply anything!! Sorry if that was rude!!!!!
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I make a mean quiche.
[Not that he has in a long time, but...he's sure he could still do it.]
A, uh...friend of mine was trying to get me into baking, too. Slipped me a few recipes here and there.
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[ What basis does she have for that claim? Absolutely none, but if he's making and eating quiche instead of living off condiments straight out of the bottle, she is happy for him. ]
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[Don't have so much faith in him like this!!
But also, yeah, absolutely no basis for this so he doesn't know what to make of it. Papyrus is like that, but Papyrus is Papyrus. This is some random human girl.]
It's just a hobby, you know? In the end I'm more of a fast food kinda guy...
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