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acatalepsy_ooc2019-01-19 05:03 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME #5.
 test drive meme #5 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. You fall flat on your face. It's bright, warm, and humid . . . for now. Weirdly, the weather seems to be entirely in flux. One moment, it is warm and humid, and within the next handful of hours, it is starting to snow. Whatever is going on with Astoria seems to be messing with the atmosphere of the Temple, and as a result, you are having something of a wild entrance to Acatalepsy. It takes a few seconds for you to gain composure and catch your breath. 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. Indeed, it seems as if you have fallen down the rabbit hole. A weird, mysterious, snowing-yet-humid rabbit hole.  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. HAPPY UN-BIRTHDAY.  The kitchen has become overtaken with a flurry of activity. Vines have woven their way into the area of the Temple typically reserved for food, and there is a massive tea party! What a splendiferous thing -- surely this can't be all that bad. There is such a massive array of food here that it almost seems impossible to know where to start . . . tea and cookies set out with messages that read “EAT/DRINK ME." Well, if you insist. However . . . certain foods and drinks have certain effects upon your person that are wholly unexpected. Well, drat. If you taste the rosehip tea, you are suddenly infatuated with the first individual you lay eyes on. They are everything to you. You think you may even want to propose, immediately, right now. Weddings, I love weddings! Tasting the ladyfingers will cause you to spill your deepest secrets to whoever is nearby. Have a secret crush? Not anymore! The entire room has to know about it, and you somehow can't seem to shut up about whatever you've been trying to keep quiet. A sip of the chamomile tea will cause you to become ridiculously sleepy. That corner looks like a particularly delightful place to take a nap, doesn't it? Maybe someone else wants to nap too. The Madeline cakes cause a ridiculously high spike in happiness. Nothing can get you down, not even the grumpiest of people. Smile, smile, smile! You need to spread this joy to everyone in your reach. A nibble of the scones will prevent you from lying. . . and, in addition, you will be brutally honest on whatever question you're asked. Maybe now is a bad time to give an opinion on your friend's outfit or new haircut, hm? And, finally, the Earl Grey tea will cause an enhancement of your Astoria given powers. Make sure you have that under control, or you may accidentally blow out a window, depending on what it is. YOU'RE LATE, YOU'RE LATE.  The Unseen Servants will be a little, well, mad. Not that anyone will be able to see them, but there will seem to be things moving around the Temple at random, whether they be sheets, clothing, food, furniture, etc. with very little if any logical reason to it. It almost appears like the sheets and the like are moving throughout the air without any rhyme or reason to it . . . someone certainly isn't happy that the Temple is all astray.In addition, the Unseen Servants may also be attempting to steal things off of you. After all, you are also new to their world, and they want to make sure everything is put into their proper place, so beware any silent mischievous Unseen Servants dipping hands into pockets. Also . . . some of the rooms in the Temple are shifting around. Certain entryways could lead you to a select location at random. You may have thought you were entering your room, but it appears you’ve wound up in someone else’s. Or the bathhouse. Or the forest. Either way, you may find yourself lost for a bit...until the Temple decides to stop playing tricks on you. Keep track of your location, or you may wind up in the Forest of the Fey by mistake. OFF WITH YOUR HEAD.  Should you approach the fighting ring, you’ll find that isn’t quite what you’d expect — there are no training dummies to be found, the rusted gates are colored a lavish gold, and the dirt ground has been replaced with a red and black checkered flooring. More notably, the ring itself seems to have expanded to make way for seating so that it’s become more of an arena than anything. There is an audience of spectators: many of them are typically known as the bestiary of this Temple. They are a bit more, er, refined and chatty today.When you enter, the gates will shut behind you. They will not budge. You have now entered a makeshift Royal Court. Suddenly, a playing card manifests in your hand. It might be… A Heart: A princess-like figure is displayed on this card. She appears to be singing.On the back reads a message that states “This card withholds your role. You’ll be permitted to leave once we are thoroughly entertained. Best of luck!” No further instruction is given. Those who have entered with you are in the same predicament. How will you interpret your card? Who are you stuck with and how will you satisfy the audience? Or are you a member of the audience instead? Either way, good luck getting out — it’s up to you! 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 learning, after all. though it's strange to refer to exandria as some far off, distant thing now. he tilts his head, brow raised a little bit. trinket eventually comes lumbering back, but has settled for simply nosing at percy's hip and arm, trying to tuck himself into the opening he's made with the crook of his elbow.
comfort maybe.
he doesn't have great animal handling, but he manages. ]
What makes you say that? What exactly have we been pulled into?
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[ he can only keep it light for a minute, however, realizing more and more throughout the day just how much he sucks at bad news. tony reaches out to scratch the top of trinket's head, maybe to derive some comfort of his own. ]
Powerful witch, superpowers, this universe is dying and we have to save it. That about covers the... basics?
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I have... a multitude of questions about each of those points.
[ his dark brows draw together a moment because just throwing questions left and right isn't going to help. he's got to find a direct path in terms of his questioning to get where he wants to go. there's a slightly withering sigh that comes from him. ] This witch - just how powerful is she that she believes she can save... a dying universe?
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[ shading astoria comes easy, it's everything else that's hard. ]
Personally, I think we're fighting a losing battle for a crazy person, but. What are you gonna do, right?
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[ very fair point. in fact, shading the witch for the time being, at least until he's managed to somehow grab an audience with her by some method, will do for now. ]
I've fought a number of losing battles in my day.
[ says the man who just passed his mid-twenties. ]
Dragons, madmen and women alike, forces of magic. There is always a favorable outcome somewhere. And I do not say this with foolish optimism alone.
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Nah, I agree. Or I would if we were given silly things like free will or like, any information at all.
[ instead they're just flung into death traps, over and over. fun stuff percy, welcome welcome. ]
The next world better see me beachside with a giant mai tai. That's all I'm sayin'.
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Surely she gives you the opportunity to ask a question or two if she demands so much. If not, then negotiations are in order with this witch.
[ he sighs a bit. ]
Though a beach does sound rather nice. [ flatly: ] A suggestion box is clearly in order.
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[ hm how to explain this... ]
She shows up every so often, but she won't talk to anyone very long or get too specific. Pretty classic kidnapping sitch, really, even if she is a little hands-off.
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Of course, why would she give us anything but the bare bones of what we require to do the work. [ he reaches up a hand to pull off his glasses, eyeballing them because there's this dumb glob of spit still dried to it that he really needs to get off. he wipes vigorously at it with the corner of his shirt underneath the long blue coat, shaking his head. ] I wonder what she's doing if she can barely give the time of day to her "assistants."
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[ it's hard for him to even keep up jokes, this is just... true. and sad. sorry, percy. ]
You wanna go drug ourselves with some tea?
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laff.
in any case, he chuckles just a bit, glancing off to the spread nearbye ]
How about you can sample each and every tea and I, ever the astute man of science, will write down my observations. Which one do you think will make you want to lick Trinket back, I wonder?
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[ tony crosses his arms over his chest and pouts. ]
First of all: gross, and kinky— not in a good way. Secondly, you don't have a monopoly on science... stuff, especially when you're talking about dragons.
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Science and dragons can exist simultaneously, believe me. I may not have a monopoly on it, but I certainly know my way around it.
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[ he says it in a small voice like this is... a dumb aspect of his life :< ]
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Teammate? [ it's fine he won't make fun of your weird god of thunder friend. ] So you have your own group. Have any of them made it here as well?
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[ oh... well. ] Our captain is around too, yeah. He beat me here actually.
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[ that's a pretty badass name so like..... it's gotta mean something right? ]
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[ so that was cool. he shrugs a shoulder. ]
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