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TDM # 6
 test drive meme #6 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 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. . . . or maybe you are. It seems oddly like a state fair, except a bit more mystical, and a bit more . . . well, touched by faerie-magic..  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. Once you're done with that, though, get ready -- there's a carnival in town. FEAST FOR THE PEOPLE.  An array of familiar scents welcomes you — it reminds you so terribly of your roots. Perhaps it’s the clam chowder your grandmother used to make, or the distinct smell of your least favorite kind of enchanted crabapple pie traveling through the air. Regardless, it leads you to a variety of food stands, each and everyone being manned by one of the unseen servants.And lo and behold, you’ll find exactly what you’re looking for: food from the very place you’ve come from. The plates and portions are . . . er, floating in air due to how unseen the servants are, but when you reach forward to have a bite, you are promptly stopped. It seems as though the servants are asking for something in exchange. A sign floats up before you… “The food is free ♥ But first, find someone and show them… Your best smile! A flower! Spring is abound ♥ A neat trick using the power I gave you~” You’d best get on it — of course, you could try to simply steal if you’re hungry enough, but well...we’ll see how well that goes over. Ironically enough, the foods you may not be especially partial to will be offered to you without any trouble. Huh. TEN TICKETS GETS A PENCIL.  There are a large variety of other stalls too. While the food definitely follows you wherever you go, there are small booths set up with games. Anything from a ring toss, target practice, games of strength or games of balance have been constructed and set up all around this patch of grass. You might notice a game from home, no matter how specific or seemingly out of place it appears to be in this festival. You’re here to have fun! And maybe the person standing next to you does too. Will you challenge them? Or let them go ahead? Besides, don’t you want those prizes? There is a wide selection of "stuffed animals" made out of grass and flowers to be won, but it all comes down to you. These prizes won't wilt or die, either! How lovely. Additionally, some of the booths give you out some arbitrary amount of tickets, regardless of how well you do. If you win, you seem to get . . . less tickets? But if you lose, you get the lot. Astoria doesn't seem to really get the point of carnival games. There is a booth to turn in said tickets, though! Ten tickets will get you a bright pink pencil. Fifty tickets will get you a kazoo that makes you irresistibly happy for thirty minutes at a time. A hundred tickets will get you a massive stuffed puppy made out of flowers. And two hundred tickets will get you a tiara made out of flowers. . . . these gifts seem to be Astoria-centric, but you'll surely like them, right? LOVE IS IN THE AIR.  What is a festival without some carnival rides? They’re scattered around the faire grounds at random intervals, and seem familiar enough, if not for the fact they seem to be held together primarily through magic. The ferris wheel is made entirely from giant leaves and vines, but is still running, and absolutely safe. You might want to jump on it to see the entirety of the Temple . . . in the (near-ish) distance, you can see Lake Dona, stretching on for what appears to be miles. You can see the Forest of the Fey, equally massive and sprawling . . . and neither seems to have an end in sight. But hey, at least you got a free carnival ride. Bumper cars? More like bumper logs, floating in a small lake of sorts that (for those who have been in the Circle for some time) definitely wasn’t there before. Crashing into one another is a load of fun, but if you get up-ended, you might wind up being shoved back into the logs unceremoniously by some kelpies. Where in the heck did they come from? (They're harmless, for the most part. Astoria seems to have recruited the more tame ones.) And, even better, the unseen servants are keen to get new people to know one another! Are you in line with someone you know? Or next to a complete stranger? Either way, you’ll get shuffled into the next cart and put on your way. The Tunnel of Roses is a great place to meet someone, right? It's seemingly sprung up out of absolutely nowhere . . . a dark, quiet, romantic ride on a tiny little boat, just big enough for two! You’ve got some...time to break the ice. The ride apparently lasts four hours. 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. 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( 1 )
I do not need to eat, and even if I did, I would certainly not eat you.
[ and she offers a warm bag of . . .peanuts? she is pretty sure they are peanuts. ]
I am simply . . . attempting to welcome the newcomers, and apologize for those who have been here for some time. Those are my only intentions, with the food.
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Alright, [It's a good idea to do that, with food. As long as there's delicious food, the world can't be all bad. Lifts relents - just a little.] Why apologize?
( 2 )
[ and she sets the bag of peanuts, after lift has had her fill, on the table nearest to them. ]
I wanted to give them something fun, rather than something . . . depressing. I wanted to help lift their spirits.
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Worl... dsss...s. Right. But I already -
[She pulls a face.]
Kinda thought there was just the one.
( 3 )
[ she delicately plucks a peanut from the bag, examining it closely. ]
We have visited . . . four different locations, since I created the Circle. I think my count is correct, at any rate.
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Helping life is good, [Lift concedes] buuuut I kinda have a obligation to my world. What with desolation coming and me being there first.
[That's what a Knight Radiant is supposed to do, right? She spoke the words, decided she's going to help, even if she still didn't think she's a particulary good knight.]
Pretty big thing, tasking a kid like me to help all the others, and without asking at that.
( 4 )
[ it's meant to be a reassurance, but astoria can understand why it may not translate like that. still! ]
Do you believe you are less able to help, because you are smaller than the others?
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I guess some things that need help are smaller than others. But yeah, pretty much. I'm a little less awesome than was.
[She sounds pretty blase about it, but she is concerned about the loss of her powers.]
( 5 )
[ she seems genuinely apologetic, at that! but: ]
But I have tried to give each Traveler a piece of me, of my magic . . . so you should be able to do something new, at the very least. Have you tried it, yet? Your ability?
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[But maybe should try? Lift concentrates, instictively summoning her awesomeness. That place inside her is hollow, but... she can feel something, just next to the emptiness. It takes a bit of an effort to stop picking at the hole where the awesomeness was and reach out for that something instead, but once she noticed it, it's only a matter of time.
She tugs at that tiny fleck of something, and -
POP.
A pancake materializes in the space between her and Astoria. Lift yelps in surprise, and fumbles to catch it before it hits the ground.]
( 6 )
My magic manifests itself delightfully, within you . . . how lovely.
[ appreciatively; and astoria peers at the pancake, curiously. ]
What is this, exactly?
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[She looks at the pastry in her hands, too surprised to say anything else for a few moments. Lift sniffs it experimently and takes a bit. It's fluffy and warm, the filling rich and sweet. As real as any food in the festival, any food she ever stole.]
Definitely pancake, [Lift says again, delighted, and for a moment all her worries are forgotten. She scarfs it down, then looks back at Astoria.]
Want one?
[POP.]
( 7 )
[ curiously, as she takes the pancake in her hands, sniffing it experimentally. it is . . . sweet, and fluffy. perfect combination, if she were honest, and Astoria gingerly prods it with a finger. ]
I have never really needed food before, so tasting all of this is a unique experience, for me . . . is it your favorite food?
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[She regards Astoria curiously - the look on her face is not unlike the one Astoria is giving the pancake. Being witch was one thing, but not needing food? Honestly, Lift feels a little sorry for her.]
You have no idea what you're missing.
[POP! POP! POP! More food appears - a spicy sausage, a small breadroll, a devilled egg. Some of it is from Roshar, other she'd seen in the festival.]
( 8 )
-- it is divine.
[ appreciatively, as she abruptly shoves the rest of it into her mouth.
she's beauty, she's grace. ]