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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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Oh yeah... I'm not sure what they are, but they've been messing with other people too. I don't know why they're being such a pain. Or what they are for that matter.
[His first guess had been Folletti, but that doesn't seem quite right.]
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Rimuru sighs and decides the best thing is to just... Shove the mask inside his body then. Being a Slime can be pretty useful like that]
I guess I will just keep it hidden for now. And at least I'm not the only one feeling those guys around... [ weird things happen to Rimuru all the time, but he doesn't like to look crazy in front of others.
In any case!]
Hello, I'm Rimuru Tempest! [ Rimuru extends a tiny part of his body which almost looks like he is waving] I'm a Slime but - I'm not a bad sliiime~ [ this is a small joke for those who'd know Dragon Quest, though Rimuru already expects others will not recognize it]
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[Well. That's one way to solve the problem. Quentin manages a somewhat bemused smile though, and yeah okay. Introductions!]
Quentin.
[He, well, waves back.]
I've never met a Slime, good or bad. So I guess this is a first.
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Still, it won't get rimuru down, it's not the first time this happens. If a slime could smile, he'd be doing so. ]
Honestly, I never met a slime, either. Most people just assume we are mindless monsters, though, so it's good to make things clear. [ he doesn't want someone swinging a sword at him, after all ]
So, Quentin... are you from Earth? [ he looks human enough, so why not ask? ]
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[So. All in all, success making things clear?
He blinks at the next question.]
Yeah. I'm from Canada. [Which is on Earth.] But I live in California. And... both of those are on Earth. Are you? From Earth, I mean.
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Hm, not exactly. I lived there once, in Japan. But I died, and got reincarnated as a slime in a whole new world. [ Rimuru nods. If it can be called nodding, he is a slime after all. ] Where some of us are monsters. There are also humans and dwarfs and elves... [ the elves are really cute ]
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[Quentin observes, but okay. Honestly it does sound like a video games as far as he can tell. ...he's lucky Toby has cable, so he doesn't really play video games, but he's seen Chelsea play them often enough.
Reincarnated though? That's. Different.]
I've never heard of anything like that. ...the reincarnation bit. Creatures and other people besides humans, that's pretty normal. But we're called Fae, not elves.
[As Quentin says this he releases the illusion disguise he'd been wearing. The thin veneer of humanity he'd worn dissolves like it was never there.
He's still recognizably the same person, but his ears taper to a sharp point, his features take on finer and sharper angles, his hair shifts from darker blond to a metallic bronze color, and his eyes turn a shade of blue too bright to be considered normal. And he's really starting to figure out he may not need to wear it in this place, given everything he's finding out.]
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That's really something, to hide like that! [ a nod of approval follows, before rimuru stops. ]
...Why do you hide, though? [ Rimuru never really hid. He uses a human form simply because it's easier to interact with others and because he has the ability to taste food as human. Otherwise, he does prefer his slime form, even if that might should really weird to most. ]
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Humans can't know we exist. So when we're around them, we have to blend in. Faerie has to be kept secret. A long time ago humans knew about us and believed in us, but... it didn't end well. Not for us and not for them. Those were the burning times.
[Quentin's gaze swings around now and he shakes his head.] But wherever we are this is way more like Faerie than Earth. So I think I might not need to hide as much here.
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perhaps later, if they become friends. ]
The person who brought us here is probably not human herself, right? [ she is powerful enough to bring people from various worlds into this one, AND jump from world to world, after all ] So I don't think you will have to hide.
But if anyone bothers you for being an el- Fae, let me know, I will put them in their place! No one should be bullied for what they are! [ he says this cheerfully, and it's hard to tell if Rimuru is being serious or not. After all, what can a slime do, right? ]
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I don't know. The others I talked to called her a witch. I'm not sure what that means about what she is exactly. But humans don't have magic where I'm from, so I guess probably not.
[And well, at the offer he can't help a smile. Whether he means it or not, it's a kind enough offer.] That's very gallant. But so far no one has been that surprised.
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ah well! He can ask Astoria later, right? ]
that's good then. Things don't have to be difficult just because we are all different. [ in his experience, differences between races of monsters have been very helpful ]