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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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He grew a bit worried to hear she lost weight and wondered what she had been doing all this time to lose it? Had she not been eating right? Now that he thought about it, her waist was a little smaller than the time he caught her during her concert. While he was thinking this, his hand went to touch her waist.
No, Sheryl, he does not mean to do this in a sexual way. He is sincerely worried about you.]Six months, huh? You missed me this long?
[ No wonder she was acting this way then. What does a boyfriend say at a time like this? Boyfriend ... ]
Calling me your boyfriend already? ... I guess I don't have to wait to ask you for an answer to my little confession.
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His question, though, makes her look at him with an odd, puzzled expression on her face. He's just said something that doesn't make any sense.] Of course I'd call you my boyfriend. What are you talking about?
Isn't living together enough of an answer for you? [There's something a little defensive in her tone. She'd thought how they felt was obvious.
It was, in her world.]
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He literally got shot by a canon the moment he told her he loved her, before that they were too busy either he was fighting off Vajra or she was trying to survive in jail. There was really no time to be even alone together.
So, here he was just going to stare at her with absolute confusion. ]
Living together? Since when?
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She feels her cheeks get warmer as the Ferris wheel begins to move.] ...it's mean of you to tease me like that, you know! When we're just seeing each other again!
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Something wasn't adding up. Her memories --- were not the same as his. Just like Klan.
He touches her cheek gently, but his face was quite stern. ]
What is the last thing you remember before coming here, Sheryl?
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Which is terrifying to think. She's heard that some people come here from different moments in time; is that what's happened here? Does he not remember their whole romance?
Does he not know about the illness he'd helped her through?
The color in her cheeks is fading.] The victory over the Battle Galaxy and Grace's hijacked Vajra Queen, of course. We rescued Ranka and safely landed on the Vajra's home planet.
...why? [She adds, a barely-hidden note of worry in her voice.]
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The only conclusion he could get from this was that there was another him from an alternate universe. This alternate universe him spent all that time with Sheryl, living together. As silly as the thought was, he was slightly jealous of this alternate him ...
As dense as Alto was, it didn't take a genius to see that his questioning was worrying her. He didn't want to do that until he was certain about what was going on. ]
It is nothing. Don't worry about it.
It will probably come back to me later.
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Sheryl's expression flits across a number of emotions. Confusion, a lack of understanding. Worry. Her hand comes up to Alto's forehead, pushing the hair off his face.] Don't act so weird and then tell me it's nothing... [She murmurs, trailing off.
But it's Alto. She trusts him.] If it's something important that you remember, you can tell me. All right? I won't be angry.
[She'll try not to be.]
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[ He was lying through his teeth. But he wasn't lying about one thing though. It wasn't important right now. Alternative universe or not, she was still the same Sheryl. Sheryl was Sheryl. What he feared now though, would she feel the same way? It sounds like she went through more with the other Alto. Would she decide that he could never replace him?
To be honest, that scared him. After finally escaping from one battle with himself, it seems he is in another. ]
Look outside ...
[ The sun was about to set and it was the most breathtaking thing Alto had ever seen. This was something that even the Frontier could simulate. ]
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Sheryl leans against his chest, an arm over his shoulders, as she follows his gaze to the setting sun.] It's beautiful, isn't it?
I always thought they did a pretty good job of simulating it on the fleets, but the real thing is so different.
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I'll take you up there if you want.
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He's warm.]
I missed you. It's been... [A breath.] A little trying.
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Different memories, different things that shaped them ... different history. ]
Is that so? Do you want to talk about it?
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She shakes her head, and tilts her head up so she can press her lips, softly, to his jawline.] Not right now. It can wait.
[Why spoil this moment?]
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[ It can all wait for later. He chuckles a bit when she pressed her lips against his jaw. That was cute but that wasn't what he had in mind for a time like this. It was a long time coming, but he could finally do it.
He leans in and kissed her. ]