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test drive meme #3

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 bright, warm, and humid. It takes a few seconds for you to gain composure and 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.

Even worse, it looks like the tinier inhabitants of the Forest of the Fey are acting a little cheeky.

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 -- the sprites that reside within the Forest of the Fey seem to be exceptionally active, today, and tricks abound wherever you look.

KINGS AND QUEENS.

Typically, the sprites of the Forest of the Fey remain within the protective canopy of the surroundings. However, there seems to be something different in the air, and these little bastards are flitting about and giving out flower crowns to everyone. They are beautifully made, intricate and gloriously decorative, and most people would be happy to adorn one!

There's just one problem, though -- they don't come off. No matter how hard you try, those damn flower crowns are stuck on your head, and you cannot remove them no matter how hard you try. Hope you enjoy being a fairy princess for a day.

And, if you are alighted with a flower crown, your skin turns the same color as whatever flowers now sit upon your head. A wreath of blue roses? Congratulations, Violet Beauregard -- you're now as blue as a blueberry. The effect wears off in about an hour, and you can remove the flower crown then -- but have fun being every shade of the rainbow as the sprites take their time to torment the new arrivals.

BALLOONS FOR EVERYONE.

Normally, there are some animals that wander within the ancient stone buildings of the Temple. Tiny little white bats, sheep that grow on the vine . . . that sort of thing. However, the sprites have elected to add a little bit more flair the Temple, and balloon animals have invaded the living space. Where the sprites got the idea for balloon animals, no one can really be sure -- Astoria seems to think the sprites are waltzing through the spirit realm and seem to have garnered an idea there, whatever that's supposed to mean.

So, no matter where you go, there are balloon animals. Little dogs, brightly colored fish, dinosaurs, giraffes . . . except they seem to move, and make noise, and act like their real counterparts. Tiny balloon dogs nip at your heels, balloon fish flicker about in the waters that sprinkle themselves throughout the Forest, and balloon birds float through the skies.

Bonus? If you pop them, they explode into (biodegradable) glitter.

DECAYED DECADENCE.

Despite the shenanigans from the sprites, however, there seems to be something happening within the Temple that may be cause of concern. Flower crowns and balloon animals aside, there seem to be odd spots of the Temple that suddenly wilt . . . flowers that bend over and wither at a moment's notice, saplings that seem to creak as if suddenly dried from the inside out . . . and it seems, oddly enough, that it happens whenever you, an Arrival, get closer to the wild life.

Astoria seems to think that something is wrong . . . perhaps something the Circle members brought back from their last trip. An illness, or something more? Care to poke about and see how far you're willing to take it? Or does your magical gift enable the protection of plant growth? Try out your green thumb and see if you can help.

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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[The dragon falls... and then a very real, not balloon cat thing comes and jumps on it, popping it and exploding glitter all over Zero's face. Like she's trying to make it to home at a baseball game, Aphra slides down to catch the cat, only a few moments too late to prevent the mess. She doesn't seem to care, though, grinning playfully up at Zero as her cat struggles in her arms.]

Whoops.

Uh.

Can I just say you look dazzling? Radiant. Sparkling.

[ That sure is some sort of entrance– she makes it a point to not look amused precisely because of that. Zero blinks slowly, before blowing out any of the errant glitter that ended up in her mouth. ]

Your stupid cat killed my stupid dragon.

Well, tookas are dragons' natural predators...

[She says easily, as if this is a well known and undisputed fact in any universe. Aphra pushes herself off the ground, settling into a criss cross applesauce seating arrangement. Her purple cat thing sits happily on her lap.]

But seriously. You can't be mad about Flufto here popping a balloon, can you?

What if I am?

[ She raises a brow and with the hilt of her sword, nudges her weird cat's weird forehead. ]

What're you gonna do about it? Though I guess the more important question is– if I'm actually mad, what am I going to do to you about it?

[Aphra's expression instantly shifts. Her smile is wiped clean from her face, and her eyes look like a space doe caught in space headlights. Tightening her grip on Flufto, she looks up at Zero, absolutely frightened.]

No, you can't! Please, you can do anything you like to me! But leave Flufto out of this! He doesn't deserve this... he's not even a week old! He didn't ask for someone like me as an owner, he didn't ask to be born. Please...

[As one hand stays on Flufto, another slyly moves it way towards her blaster holster. Not doing anything just yet, though.]

[ That sure is some kind of turnaround. Though, suspicious as she is she's oblivious to Aphra quietly inching her fingers towards her gun. ]

Should I skin you instead of the cat then?

[Aphra shoots her. No "I won't hesitate bitch," no more fake begging, nothing. Just. Straight up shoots her. Of course, she's set her blaster to stun, but still. As Zero's body goes limp, Flufto hops out of her lap. Taking Zero's sword for herself, she resituates herself just in case the other woman's still planning on fighting back when she wakes up.

Yes, maybe she should take the sword and run, but...

This lady's pretty hot. Maybe she has something for white hair. Oh well.

When she notices Zero starting to stir, she smiles, back to her usual self.]

Rise and shine, sleeping beauty.

You mother fuc–

[ It remains unfinished because she realizes too late.

She doesn't know how much time passes when she gains consciousness again. She doesn't open her eyes immediately– her sword is no longer in her grasp and her assailant remains near her still.

Was this woman a fucking moron?

She doesn't respond to Aphra, and makes a show of stirring and mumbling sleepily.

And then in an instant, she gets up and lunges, throwing herself at Aphra and pinning her to the ground with her weight. ]

You didn't run– are you stupid? Suicidal? Or just really fucking full of yourself?

[Well. This is something.]

Probably a bit of all three if I'm being honest?

But no, I didn't run. I didn't kill you either so you think you'd at least be a little thankful.

[Rather than struggling or pushing back, she stays in place, still smirking up at her.]

And if I'm still doing this whole honesty thing... I thought you were cute. Didn't want this to be our last meeting.

Seriously? You sat around and waited for the person who threatened to kill your stupid cat.. just in case you might have a shot at getting laid?

[ She snorts, though she does take a long look at the woman's face like she's entertaining the possibility. Her hands come to wrap around her neck, soft at first– and then she applies pressure. Not enough to actually deprive her of air, but just enough to make her intentions known. ]

Thought only men were stupid enough to think with their dicks, but I guess not.

Glad I can be a bit of a surprise for you.

[She says as if Zero's comment was supposed to be a compliment.]

Flufto's a clone. I've got no clue how many times I've killed him, but I'd still be a little pissed off if you actually went and did the damn thing.

[Since she doesn't currently have the supplies to make more clones, of course.]

Still... is this what you're into? Guess it makes sense, with that outfit and all.

What about my outfit?

[ She asks, tone uncharacteristically sweet as her grip grows stronger. ]

Does it imply something about me? I'll have you know I'm just a vanilla girl with vanilla tastes.

[ At this point Aphra probably couldn't answer her question even if she wanted to. ]

That's why I wear so much goddamn white.

Gh...!

[Of all the ways she thought she would go, she didn't think this would be it. Although this is definitely preferable to some of her options. The cold expanse of space, frost covering her skin as her consciousness faded away. No lightsabers either. No ancient worm gods. Just one extremely hot woman dressed in what was only a little more than lingerie.

But she's not dying today.

She swiftly moves her leg to knee Zero right in the crotch.]

[ The force makes her grasp go slack. Zero hisses and falls back, propping herself up by her palms so that she doesn't fall flat on her back. ]

Hey dumbass, maybe don't damage the goods if your end goal is fucking and getting fucked.

[Taking that moment as her opening, Aphra swings her legs to give herself some space away from Zero. Flufto is off just watching in the distance, apparently.]

Sure, that's one of my goals, but I wouldn't call it my end goal, sweetheart.

Right now for example? I'd like to live just a teensy bit longer.

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