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acatamods. ([personal profile] acatamods) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_ooc2018-06-19 11:13 pm
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test drive # 2







test drive meme #2
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 dim, damp, with the trickling of what feels like rain. It takes a few moments for you to gain composure, to 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.

And, of course, because this is just your luck.

It's raining.



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.

For some, this place is home. For others, this strange land is new and dark, like a haze has settled in the air. The creatures in the forest seem to be stirring, and every now and then the sky will open up, and a storm will pass through, in varying degrees of intensity. Some will be easy spring showers, others will be angry, thunderous storms.

Not exactly the most welcoming place, but it's a start.

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. The rain makes everything feel a bit softer, but also eerie, like there is a secret being kept just on the outside of your vision.

Of course, this means you have free reign. This place seems easy enough to figure out on your own, with enough time to take a walk around! However- members who recognize this place may notice the lack of a certain figure, the grounds feeling a bit more empty, more abandoned, than they did before.



IT'S A FIELD OF . . . POPPIES?
The buildings of the Temple of Beginnings span out across a fair-sized field, intermixed with trees, open grassy planes, outside sitting areas, fire rings, and other oddly ancient but somehow structures. With the mist and the rain, everything feels a bit more ethereal, like there is life to every inch of what you see before you. Or like you've stumbled into some kind of alternate world. Around the temple is a ring of stones that do not seem to move no matter what characters may attempt, and beyond that is the forest.

The forest itself is more than just impressive - it is near-overwhelming. An impossibly ancient stretch of woods that crackle with magical energy. Within, there is all matter of fauna and flora, darting from tree trunk to tree trunk. The canopy is thick enough to shield from the worst of the rain, but still the water gets through, dripping down through the leaves and dampening the ground under your feet. While there is always a sense of wonder - and possible danger - in every stretch of this forest, nothing will come any closer than a brief glimpse out of the corner of your eyes.

No matter how you try, you can't quite seem to catch a full glimpse of what is moving about. Some of the creatures seem small, flittering through the air, while others dart through the trees, larger, more imposing. Everything here seems to be looking for some kind of shelter, so be wary of stumbling across something already taken.

There is a particular clearing not too far into the woods that opens up, a field encircled by trees. In the middle of the field there is an odd glow - luminescent even in the darkened sky. Upon investigation, you will find a bush - about the size of a small car - filled with glowing flowers, white, blue, gold, and purple. They all smell faintly sweet, but it's hard to tell with the scent of earth and rain all around you.

if you decide to pick one of these flowers, there will be no immediate recourse. However, the longer you decide to keep the flower on your person - or if, for whatever reason, you decide to eat said flower - the following will start to set in.
White: For whatever reason, you will have more energy than you know what to do with, and will be filled with the urge to shine. Ever needed a confidence booster? To a point that you need to get up on buildings and belt your favorite song at the top of your lungs? Well, now you do.
Blue: After some time of carrying around this flower, you will start to feel at peace. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, is it? Until that feeling of peace continues to grow, and continues, and continues. Soon you will feel so peaceful, it's almost as if nothing matters at all. I mean...it'll work out in the end, won't it? You're no longer missing home, missing people, worried about what happened and what you might fine. Everything is chill. Beyond chill. The most chill. But maybe out in the middle of the forest isn't the best place for a nap?
Gold: Congrats, you've officially become a hoarder! No, seriously, you will have this uncontrollable urge to grab things and collect them. It doesn't matter what they are, or where they are. You need to have them and you will find a way to make it happen. Hats? Rings? People with green hair? The world is your oyster, and that's the key word here - yours.
Purple: Suddenly, and without warning, you find yourself unable to...well. Go on alone, really. The first person you see, or that you come in contact with, will feel much like the savior of your world, and for the next five hours or so, you will be unable to be far from them. Even if you know the fear is irrational, you can't really help it, following friend or stranger alike, always needing to be just in arms reach.
Regarding further exploration of the wood, it will seem to go on forever. Getting lost seems almost imperative to existence within this forest, going on forever in all directions with no edge in sight. You could walk for days, weeks, possibly even more. However, the second that you find yourself thinking about wanting to return to the buildings from before, you find yourself cresting through the edge of the trees, back to your home.



RUN BY THE RIVER
While inside the buildings and in the main open spaces, the water doesn't seem to be building up all too terribly, un an unfortunate turn of events, it all seems to be rolling down a very slight hill, pulling just on the outside of the ring of stones.

The ground here is unstable, wet and muddy from the amount of moisture falling from the skies. So much that in some areas (the fighting area being one), it will start to collect into a dangerous combination of mud and moving water. It's possible to get stuck in it, possible to get lost in the flooding, but it's also possible to...you know. Have some fun?

Mud slides, mud wrestling, mud...castles? Whatever you want it to be, it's at your disposal! While the arena was originally a place to practice your powers, or any of the various weapons that are usually kept here, now you can do the same with a little added obstacle in your path. That, or it's possible you simply got stuck trying to make it back to your room. Hopefully someone will be by to help you!


CONNECTIONS AND COMMENTARY
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! ♥
abandonware: ([ 13. ])

[personal profile] abandonware 2018-06-22 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Both Pod and A2 watch this preparation silently. The thought of telling this woman — human — that she had no need to drink anything occurs to her, but she abstains from this, standing awkwardly for a moment before taking a seat.]

...Yes.

[Brow furrowed, she stares down at her hands, but Pod winds around her and speaks again.]

Query: Are arrivals not unusual?
hurricaneshout: <user name=cupcake-graphics> (Neutral)

[personal profile] hurricaneshout 2018-06-22 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[It's good because she isn't trying to intimidate. Just show that she's not afraid.]

True enough. [She can get behind that logic. Safety first!]

Sounds like they're expecting us to stay for some time, if there's quarters and kitchens. At least we won't be wondering where we're supposed to stay.

[Moving towards him and the hallway he's indicating, Makoto's expression remains calm, but internally she's freaking out. How had she gotten here? How had she managed to go from her bedroom to a freaking medieval fort? A new enemy, obviously, but without any warning?]

Where are you from, anyway? [He doesn't look or sound Japanese...]
priwen: (coming home)

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[personal profile] priwen 2018-06-22 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's someone else in this place.

A man seven feet tall (though that's not too apparent right now, as he is crouching down) with darkened blond hair, reaching out to brush the flowers one by one. Contrary to the last time they have met, he's dressed in simple light armour, without the small fairy that usually acts as his companion.

Who is he? Surely, she knows from that silhouette alone. ]
theseuschip: (WQ‘NypSENSE¡CY;)

[personal profile] theseuschip 2018-06-22 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ well, maybe you should try not having pupils so your night vision is the same all the time. It’s pretty reliable.

That’s definitely a centaur. A centaur... m...an.....?

Simon steps closer, looking him (right??) over, with eyes that move far too freely for how still his head is. Long black hair, like Hayame’s... but more slightly built, and differently colored entirely. It’s a little hard to tell. He’s reluctant to turn the Occu-Torch back on, since it illuminates the inside of his helmet, and it just looks. all the way fucked up in there. ]


Sorry. [ that’s offered hastily for the shouting, which Mikuni’s words imply was bothersome, even if he sounds super placid about it. ] You’re, uh— are you a jinba?
insubordination: (092.)

[personal profile] insubordination 2018-06-22 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ "help." likely astoria, ensuring that maes didn't die upon arrival. which means that maes likely knows what happens to him, so it makes no sense that he's so . . . ridiculously calm at the prospect of being trapped here. ]

We can't leave, Maes, that's the definition of a prison. [ a bit flippantly, because the bickering is familiar, and it's a lot easier to deal with than the pressing reality of the situation. but once he's certain (1) maes is real and (2) maes isn't going to vanish, roy lets go of his shoulder in lieu of sitting next to him, resting his own back against the tree. ] But this is better than most.

[ it's no Truth. but roy falls quiet again, staring out at the clearing before he draws in a breath. he should let it go, and he shouldn't press, but because he is roy and is physically incapable of not pressing: ]

I haven't talked to you like this in a long time.

[ quietly. ]

It's been one chaotic adventure after another; I should be grateful for the peace.
extirpator: (pic#12104395)

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[personal profile] extirpator 2018-06-22 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
...

[ silently, he regards the boy's question.

there is something terribly familiar about him. the leaves crunch beneath his feet. his gaze almost idly scans his surroundings for a moment.

finally, nier looks towards him. his features are hard. ]


I was looking for a white flower.

[ a beat. ]

Not a poppy; a Lunar Tear.
extirpator: (pic#12109077)

[personal profile] extirpator 2018-06-22 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ the woman's smile infectious. subtly, he smiles in turn. ]

I could tell.

[ there's a beat. for a moment, he merely thinks to himself in silence. ]

Arrival...I don't think I'm meant to be, but I suppose I am. Is this your home?

[personal profile] singularize 2018-06-22 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ah.

That's easier to understand. Such is the pain of parting, just for one life. And what of many, many lives? To come so close, yet to have your special person ripped away from you to begin anew?

That is a pain she understands far too well. ]


That's not cheesy. You'll just be telling the truth.

[ Smiling comes easier once she knows what sort of person she's talking to. ]
extirpator: (pic#12281508)

[personal profile] extirpator 2018-06-22 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ his lips quirk into a smile. he crouches to scoop a few rocks into his hand — one is promptly offered to her. ]

Usually, you'd skip a rock across water...like a lake or a pond, sometimes even the ocean...so the mud makes it a bit easier, actually. You hold the rock with your thumb and your finger—this one right here. [ he gestures to his middle finger with his other hand to avoid flicking off an innocent girl by accident. ] And then use this finger...[ this time, he gestures to his index. ] to grip it so it stays in place.

Then, you stand tall. It's easier if you think of something you're proud of. [ he positions him arm as though he's a pitcher, ready to throw a baseball. ] And throw.

[ the rock skips just as it did before. ]

Do you understand? Now it's your turn.
bestaround: (pic#12104716)

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-22 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think so.

[ He's only uncertain because 9S hasn't the faintest idea what "Osaka" is in the first place. But if this is the first time he's hearing of it... probably not. ]

It's... well, it's an abandoned microcosm, these days. None of us had been back there for a while now.
hurricaneshout: <user name=cupcake-graphics> (Neutral)

[personal profile] hurricaneshout 2018-06-22 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Magic?

[She doesn't scoff...but she does sound incredulous.

It's an act!]


Seriously?
extirpator: (Default)

river

[personal profile] extirpator 2018-06-22 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't mind the mud. the weaponry holds his interest just the same, but a woman (oddly familiar; is it the hair, the eyes, the demeanor he wonders? ) diverts his attention.

his brows furrow. ]


You could catch a cold if you stay out here.

[ in spite of everything, this is what he opts to say first. ]

What are you looking for?
bestaround: (Default)

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-22 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hrm. ]

So there's someone responsible for—whatever's going on here. Right?
flyingsolos: (I'll be on your bedroom wall tonight)

[personal profile] flyingsolos 2018-06-22 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, Astoria-san. She's kind of like a witch... goddess... thing. She pulled us all here to put us to work helping other worlds.
lancings: all by <user name="lancings"> | please do not take (✪ 012)

Temple;

[personal profile] lancings 2018-06-22 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
R-robin, is that you?

[ Boy, is she glad to see a familiar face. Though if Robin is here, then Chrom must be nearby which means... he might see her in this sad, dripping state. Not good, not good. Get it together, Cordelia. There are more important matters at hand like making sure their strategist doesn't get sick.

Unfortunately, she didn't come here with anything but the clothes on her back and her lance, which means Robin is out of luck. Not that it stops her from trying to shield him from the water with her palm face down over them. ]


Sorry, if I'd have known, I would have brought one. You don't think we're in the Outer Realms, do you?

[ Another quick glance around, trying to convince herself they're anywhere near Ylisse, but it's nothing she recognizes at all. ]
bestaround: (pic#11973419)

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-22 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ A base of operations. Really? In this run down pile of rubble? (Granted, the rooms were nice, but...) ]

Well, that's... something. [ It isn't as much as 9S would like, but he can't deny Connor got a lot further in figuring things out than he did. It's a start. And it means they could only find out more from here—without being put into any real danger, supposedly.

9S flicks him another curious turn of his head, however. ]


You're not one of them?
bestaround: (Default)

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-22 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Some things never change, even across time and space.

He's heard that question so many times up to this point, 9S can only think of the well meaning question as a little annoying. He knows exactly what they're talking about, made more evident by the gesture he most definitely saw. ]


I can see just fine. [ And to prove himself: ] I'd have to if I was able to call out to you, right?
hurricaneshout: <user name=cupcake-graphics> (Arms Folded)

[personal profile] hurricaneshout 2018-06-22 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[A faceful of water? Overreaction much? It's not like he had to come barging in after her right? Her look is annoyed, if not quite the baleful glower she'd show to someone who really made her upset.]

Excuse me. You're the one that got close enough while I was trying to get it out of my hair.

[Yep, this is not her fault.]

But yes, I am. wherever here is.
bestaround: (pic#12175900)

oh hell i'm so hype for nier

[personal profile] bestaround 2018-06-22 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Nier may get a sense of familiarity, but 9S feels no recognition whatsoever. (Naturally. He'd never seen humans until he was far, far away from Earth.)

While the stranger's face is as new and unfamiliar as the rest of this land, there's something 9S does know: the name of such a flower. His eyebrows shoot up, but—as always—his own face is hidden behind black cloth. ]


A Lunar Tear. [ He echoes, in a way of asking if he'd heard the other boy right. 9S hasn't thought of those flowers in a long time now. ] ... I haven't seen any. Aren't they hard to come by?
punshots: (✘ dynamic.)

[personal profile] punshots 2018-06-22 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ So much for explaining about the desert. He can focus on only one thing after this last message: ]

wait wait
what

WHAT
you operate a magical robot in outer space???

hold the phone
i mean its a wristwatch but you know what i mean!!!

can we like back up a sec here
explain
also where do i sign up
punshots: (✘ red eye.)

[personal profile] punshots 2018-06-22 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't like it either! Like, at all. He spent literally all his money in the desert just to buy batteries for his camera... ]

okay so get this
these ghosts are kind of nice
like they're not the spooky "haunted house"-y kind of ghosts, but they're also

well

one time i asked one for some soap and then it appeared in the shower
punshots: (✘ control.)

[personal profile] punshots 2018-06-22 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Snapping one more quick pic, Prompto straightens up and glances over at his companion. This isn't the first time he's seen that look on someone's face, as strange as it still is to think there are worlds where cameras aren't even a thing. What would he do in a world like that? ]

Oh! Just snapping a few pics, my bro! Gotta save these photos for posterity. Never seen a camera before, huh?

[ He can figure as much. ]
punshots: (✘ 1977.)

[personal profile] punshots 2018-06-22 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah, that's...not exactly the reaction he was expecting?? Not that Prompto's really sure what he expected after finding a stranger in his room. If this guy's a burglar, he's not a very good one, no offense. He didn't even cover up the right half of his face!

Sputtering, Prompto puts up both of his hands, palms out, eyes honed in on his camera in 9S's hands. If he messes with the exposure and balance, so help him... ]


Mh-hmm! What, you thought this was some kinda ghost town? I mean, there are actual ghosts, but—never mind. Think you miiiiight wanna put that down, buddy? Unless you're jonesin' to check out some sweet road trip pics...

[ Which, fair enough! They can have an impromptu photo jam if it means this stranger will relinquish his camera. ]
spaceforged: (Concerned for everyone else? You bet.)

[Action]

[personal profile] spaceforged 2018-06-22 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
['I have the throne.'

The Kral Zera he and Keith discussed. He went there and he has no idea why. Why would he risk so much? Was it to put Lotor on the throne. His gaze remains fixed on Lotor, while his mind races through all the scenarios he would have even agreed to that. It seems like such a bad idea.

He waits until he finishes to speak up, at last, his voice measured. This could be a window into the truths Keith can't give him. If he plays it carefully.]


That checks out with what I had heard. I was told you gave us intel at first and we confirmed it. That you killed your own father and have been working with us since then. The details on the Kral Zera were fuzzy. But the rest...

I'm from before you first were placed on the throne when your father was the biggest threat to the universe. I'm willing to continue this alliance. As I said, we'll all be working together for the foreseeable future.
statecrafter: ( keep the faith. ) (014. 🏵️ pactum serva.)

[personal profile] statecrafter 2018-06-22 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ judging by the humorous (and very undignified snort) on her end, lorem is in agreement in regards to his observation. ]

More or less. From what I can tell, we're to do this due to the goodness of our hearts.

That and she's willing to provide boarding and supplies while we're here. [ everything else seems to be up to those who were brought to this world. ] At least she didn't skimp on providing us communication devices so this is a little bit easier on all of us.