TEST DRIVE MEME ⚔️️ I

[avalonmods]

{ QUICK NAV } Premise ⚔️️ Rules ⚔️️ FAQ ⚔️️ Taken ⚔️️ Reserves ⚔️️ Apply ⚔️️ Locations ⚔️️ Bestiary A ⦿ Soaking in Your Arrival KERPLUNK, SPLASH! Regardless of what you were in the middle of, you and your familiar have been magically pulled into the world of Avalon just above the Bay's waters. After a brief plunge into the Bay, the rush of water filling your ears and soaking up into every creak and crevice of your body, you may need to cough to clear your airways when you rise above the surface. You'll definitely see other new arrivals plopping in. If you can't swim, a red-headed woman known only as the Lady of the Lake will drag you to the shore if she doesn't spot someone else near you helping so no one ends up drowning. She's a little busy casting directive magic to make sure everyone lands safely and playing lifeguard, so if anyone attempts to talk to her, she'll tell them to head up to the Rent-a-Ride. The shores themselves are littered with new arrivals complaining their way up a staircase carved into the walls of the White Cliffs. There is no railing, so be careful, but if you do fall, be prepared for a mysterious sand hand to reach out of the side of the cliffs to catch you. The hand will pat you atop the head twice before retreating back into the wall. This is the Cliff Beast; despite the name, he is quite friendly. B ⦿ The Caravan to Camelot Once everyone is wrangled up to the top of the White Cliffs, the handsome owner of the Rent-a-Ride, Archimedes, will distribute smart phones and a pair of earbuds to everyone before getting them settled in groups into modernized carriages pulled by horses and give them a basic explanation of why and how they've been brought to Avalon: The universe is frozen in time and your character has been brought here by a familiar that was able to bond with them. They'll have to learn magic to help save their own world from destruction, but first they've got to get them to Camelot. It is here that you have the first opportunity to decide who they will be in their new home. You'll have about an hour to wander around here, meet and greet, and pet the horses before it's time to go. These carriages use fae technology that combats weight, so your character will be able to get in regardless of whether they're light as a feather or weigh two tons. The carts have air conditioning when it's hot, heating when it's cold, and a mystical shield to protect from bugs. There is also a mini-bar that pops out of the console with nip bottles. Characters can use their smartphones to connect to Camelot's internet service, avalononline (AOL), to chat with other characters, watch dumb videos, learn about the world, contact Camelot Support (they'll answer any questions they can for you, from how to use a smart phone to where to find quests and resources to learn more about your magic). Be careful if you decide to use your phones while in the caravan-- if you don't use those earbuds and start forcing everyone to listen to your nonsense, Archimedes may make you walk. C ⦿ The Red Spring The journey from the White Cliffs to the City of Camelot is a long one, and the first evening you arrive you'll end up spending at the Red Spring, a booming resort town. Because of the volume of new arrivals and vacationers, inn rooms are assigned two-to-a-room. The rooms have two twin beds, a bathroom, a mini-fridge and microwave, and a TV equipped with a couple of entertaining video games and a few free movies. If you don't want to relax in the room, try taking a dip in the spring for another chance to meet your fellow travelers. The waters have restorative properties that help horses and travelers recover quickly when drunk. It is known to relieve stress, improve energy levels, and mildly accelerate healing. The springs are also home to a large training grounds just outside town limits, where there are teachers who will teach basic magic safety and help you discover what kind of magic you have together with other new arrivals. Try target practice, obstacle courses, meditation circles, and other ways to try to figure out just what you can do.. if you didn't already have an accidental discovery on the ride there. A ⦿ Get Fresh Upon arrival in Camelot travelers are ushered to a large set of wash rooms where they can clean up and make themselves presentable for the Welcome Feast. They are informed that once the feast concludes there will be an announcement on where they can seek lodging and how to begin their magic studies. B ⦿ Be Merry After they freshen up, travelers are led into the main dining hall. The decorations range from simplistic to a little more grandiose, it is likely everyone will find something familiar. A modern mash up with a medieval flair. The jester makes his rounds, perhaps he has a joke or two to tell, go ahead, give him a listen or perhaps volunteer to participate in one of the jester's shows, like knife-throwing or hypnotism. Within the crowd of staff there are mummers, a juggler, here and there dabbled through small troupes perform mini skits, perhaps they’ll perform a well known verse from a traveler’s world or tell a tale of fancy from this realm. C ⦿ Eat Well A banquet is prepared with food that while all “rustic” in appearance are usually a version of modern dishes ranging from basic roast chicken and veggies to Korean-Mexican fusion and French patisserie. The drinks are much the same; while served in old fashioned goblets, they are drinks modern travelers will be familiar with. Have a seat, meet a new neighbor, find a roommate, maybe a new or old friend? Talk to the person to your left, your right, across from you. Mingle, enjoy the food, the music, it shouldn’t be long before the information promised is provided. Till then take your fill and get to know your fellow travelers. You've been here a few days now and have gotten a chance to settle in, find a place to stay, and Camelot's citizens have decided that you've been here long enough to start living your life again. Well, your new life. A group of citizens have decided to give everyone their first quest. "Hear ye, hear ye!" a man in chain mail with a tablet with his statement typed up on it declares to a crowd from atop a pedestal. There are two other citizens around him with phones to post the video to AOL later to make sure the word gets heard ye all around. "Those with magic, we beseech thee! Findeth us a grail most holy hidden in the depths of the Brocéliande! This holy grail is known to grant thine wishes three, a most noble quest for noble souls! Great reward will come to those who find it and proclaim at least one of their wishes to find the great Excalibur for King Arthur!" This is the first you've heard about King Arthur, and it seems curious that he hasn't yet shown his face around town. It also seems strange that this guy is speaking like he's stepped out of a bad period piece, and probably should be the clue that this is more or less an attempt to haze some of the newcomers by sending them into the forest... but no one is telling newcomers this. It's better to get them out there and start praciticing, after all. A ⦿ Lost, and Lost, and Lost Again The Brocéliande is well-known around Camelot for being a forest that's both bountiful and mysterious. Oddities are known to happen that may never happen again to the point that even if something weird happens and you can't prove it, most citizens will assume you're telling the truth. Which is what makes it peculiar when you keep passing the exact same locations over and over again, as if you've been traveling in circles or reaching the end of the map in a video game and coming out the other end. You're stuck in a space loop. The only way out is to successfully find the one difference in each loop five times in a row and collect it. Maybe it's a strange frog, a crystal that wasn't there before, a small wooden step that doesn't lead anywhere, or some other singular item, you've got to find what stands out... pick the wrong item, and you'll have to start your five count over again, and again, and again... B ⦿ Grail, and Grail, and Grail Again!? If you either missed the space loop or managed to get out of it, eventually you'll come to find one of... quite a few copies of a grail with holes in the side placed throughout the forest. They look like they might be good for draining noodles, but that's about it. Though they're spread out, it's entirely possible you'll find more than one, but each of them are placed in situations where it's impossible to get to by normal means. You'll have to use magic! It may be hidden in a bird's nest at the top of the tallest tree, inside of a hole in a rock with bars that prevent you from reaching in (perhaps an animal friend could reach it), inside a boiling pond, or inside the body of a bear fir... there are a load of possibilities, and now's a chance for you to try out your brand new magics! Use one of those samples, find something from the bestiary, or come up with your own adventure to get your hands on that less-than-holy grail. C ⦿ A Quest Completeish Or it would be, if you could ever find the guy who announced it... The AOL posts have since been deleted. You may end up spending a lot of time trying to find the guy. At this point, citizens will start telling you that you shouldn't take quests unless they're on the quest board or else you're going to get scammed... that's definitely an olden times themed noodle strainer. If that doesn't make you give up, or perhaps motivates you to find the guy to kick his ass, you'll have to head out to the farmland and chase them through a cornfield. (Be careful not to get lost, it's a maize in there.) If one of the boys are caught, they'll explain they were just testing you-- and hey, you got a free addition to your kitchen! If pressed, they'll apologize and give you a bit of money for your trouble. It's not much, but it'll get you at least a meal.

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noctis lucis caelum | ffxv

[cess]

( arrival )

One moment he's talking to Bahamut in - the Keep? In the Crystal, he supposes - the next he's swallowing water and having to kick upwards, limbs suddenly chilled to the bone. He surfaces with a tiny little body he doesn't pay much attention to splashing next to him, and it's only once the woman directs him to shore that he really begins to pay attention.

He's almost out when there's a little yip, and he turns to see Carbuncle, a creature the size of a small dog with large ears, a long tail, and a red horn, in the water. He quickly darts back in to pick up the little creature, which is already shivering a bit.

"What are you doing here?" He asks it reflexively, but the Messenger looks at him curiously; when he doesn't hear the familiar voice, he realizes this isn't his Carbuncle. Still, he keeps the creature close to his chest as he makes it to shore, staring confusedly around.

There's dozens of other people around, each with a companion, and none of them look familiar. Some of them don't even look like they're from Eos, and he's frightened, a moment later, to realize the heavy weight of the Ring, and the Crystal, and the armiger - all of it is gone. The Ring is still on his finger but there's no magic in it; he can't summon any of his items. He's powerless.

"Hey! What the hell is going on here?!"

He's shouting it at no one in particular.

( caravans )

Eventually he moves with the others up the side of the cliff, to where the caravans are, and finally starts getting answers. They give him a phone to replace his waterlogged one, and finally an explanation. The explanation makes dread sit heavy in his chest, but it's a familiar kind of dread. It's already his responsibility to save Eos from the darkness; extending that to saving Eos from some mysterious force (which he hasn't ruled out still might be the darkness, in a different form) isn't a hard pill to swallow.

While everyone else mills about, Noctis sits down, the Carbuncle curled up in his lap, as he fiddles with the phone and ear buds. That, at least, is familiar, and he's better with phones than new people.

( welcome feast )

Noctis is still mostly keeping to himself, sitting at the end of a table with a plate piled high with several kinds of meat - Korean BBQ, skewers he recognizes from home, and other types of fare - and little else. The vegetables and fruit have been passed over in favor of a decidedly carnivorus diet.

He's outright ignoring the jester and others in favor of still scrolling through the new phone, but when it begins to get crowded, he'll look up and pick up Carbuncle, the familiar sitting next to him. The blue-colored creature yips softly as he sets it on the table.

"I have some space next to me." He doesn't sound enthusiastic about it, but he's offering.

( training grounds )

After a heavy nights sleep, he gets a late start. But the first thing he does is head to the training grounds. While he doesn't like training, figuring out what kind of magic he has here is a priority.

So catch him crouched down, a rather ornate sword in hand at the training grounds, again talking to the Carbuncle, its large ears tilted to the side as he murmurs quietly to it. It looks like a one-sided conversation, but it seems to be responding to him somehow, because he occasionally quiets and then nods.

He'll approach any characters who seem to have brought their own weapons after a little bit.

"Hey, would you be willing to spar?"

(ooc note: noctis is going to have light magic, which will be manifesting as shields and light at first! )

( post holey grail - network )

all right.

i get it, in video games starter quests can be kind of bullshit, and sometimes they're supposed to teach you to think for yourself. so yes, don't accept anything unless it's on the Important Quest Board, got it.

but that forest was kind of trippy. i thought maybe those guys set up some traps, but the little Avalonpedia they have here said that's just how that forest is.

anyway, question: i know we're all here to fight a great and terrible power and because of what happened at home, we lost our own powers. but what kind of magic have you gotten from your familiar, and is it like theirs?

[ he just assumes everyone's familiar is inherently magical. but his light magic is like his carbuncle's protection spells. ]

( ooc: i'm also open to having wildcard prompts thrown at me for other settings, like the inn or the actual grail quest! )

Arrival

[phoenixwiz]

“Hey, I can hear you over here!” a young teenaged man calls out while squeezing water out of his jacket and a small pink furred Pygmy Puff is shaking off water from her body, “I didn’t expect to have a swim either and that I would have a little Pygmy Puff with me as well.”

“We’re all stranded on the beach for some reason we don’t know about,” he continues, he is already tired from the Battle and the memories still fresh in his mind, before taking a deep breath to think for just a moment and then speaks up again, “So, I guess we should introduce ourselves before we forget. My name is Harry. I was in the middle of Scotland when I found myself swimming for my life. What about you?”

Louie Duck | Ducktales 2017

[lyingthroughyourbeak]

SOAKING IN YOUR ARRIVAL

[ As if getting dropped in the bay wasn't bad enough on its own. Louie's soaked down to the bone, his feathers keep hanging in front of his eyes, and he's pretty sure there are anchovies stuck in his hoodie. Do bays even have anchovies? It feels like something is swimming around in there.

But now they expect him to climb? Up a cliff? ]

Stairs? Come on! Couldn't they have at least taken the time to install a magic escalator? [ Or just a regular, mechanical one. Or an elevator! He's not picky! ]

EAT WELL

[ Louie ignores most of the festivities, heading straight to the banquet tables to have a nice meal before he gets some rest. He's hesitant at first - this looks like the sort of food old people serve you against your will - but it doesn't take him long to find something he likes.

He's got his plate full and is browsing the drinks when his eyes light up. ] They have soda?!

[ A welcome surprise! He peers down at the mysterious bubbling liquid in the fancy goblets, his eyes narrowed as he mumbles one phrase over and over. ] Cherry Pep, Cherry Pep, Cherry Pep... [ It seems that he's looking for something very particular to drink. ]

QUEST COMPLETISH: NETWORK

I could have told you guys that was a scam. I mean, sending hapless newbies into the nearest mysterious forest? Oldest trick in the book.

Network

[phoenixwiz]

I could say the same thing as well. Although I’m highly familiar with fetch quests back in my world, except it was not a scam and that I had to destroy the stuff we’re searching for since they have soul pieces attached onto them.

(Take it from someone who was both an unwitting soul jar and a soul jar destroyer and didn’t buy into the scam at all.)

Donovan Deegan | Dominic Deegan | Warning for BAD PUNS

[donovan_deegan]

Arrival - A

Donovan was helped to the shore, his bright pink jacket as soaked as the rest of him, but somehow the water just made the jacket seem even pinker. Or maybe that was an illusion brought on by the perfectly rational expectation that the jacket could NOT be THAT pink normally.

"Well!" he said cheerfully. "I always did like to make a splash! Usually my wife says that my jokes are all wet but usually she's dripping with sarcasm, so maybe I'm not actually all washed up after all? I'm shore I've still got a few more good years in me yet." He grinned and offered a sodden hand to whomever he was, in theory, talking to. "Nice to meet you, I'm Donovan."

Welcome Feast - B

Donovan wasn't just playing along with the Jester. What had started as playing along quickly became a joke-off. The older man in the bright pink jacket was clearly having fun. And he was clearly aware that the Jester was the professional here, so the Jester got to be the star. Which meant he was cracking just enough jokes to hold his own, and leaving clear openings for the Jester to take. After he bowed out, reading the audience that it was the right time, he grinned and looked for an open seat.

"I'd ask if this seat was taken, but if it was, they clearly put it back when they were done with it. May I use it until it is taken again?" he asked whoever was sitting near an empty chair with a grin.

A for Arrival (Bring Out the Puns!)

[phoenixwiz]

“Boy, there is a lot of water-based puns you have made, huh?” Harry meekly tells the older man as he takes the handshake while a small pink Pygmy Puff is sitting on his shoulder, shaking nervously from the cold, “Harry, nice to meet you too, Donovan. So did you find out what your familiar is? I didn’t expect to get a Pygmy Puff for a familiar upon arriving, but that’s fine though. Oh, don’t worry, she won’t hurt you at all, mate.”

The poor teen wizard is still soaking wet from the deep plunge into the water, although his jacket doesn’t look too soaked after he squeezed out water from it. He just hopes that there are extra clothes to be found for everyone to change into sooner rather that later.

Harry Potter | Harry Potter series (OTA)

[phoenixwiz]

(Arrival)
One minute earlier Harry was at the Headmaster’s Office, trying to repair his old wand with the Elder Wand’s help, but the next thing that happened, he finds himself plunged deep into the water and immediately resurfaces to catch his breath. He is in shock to discover that this is not the Office he was in a while ago, then he hears squeaking next to him, turning around to see a pink Pygmy Puff (just like Arnold, except it’s not Arnold and it’s actually a girl!) floating in the water thanks to her puffy fur acting as a life saver.

Harry motions the creature to swim towards him and hang onto his left shoulder like it is like a raft before he begins to swim to shore with the Pygmy Puff hanging onto the shoulder for dear life. Once he gets both of them to the beach, he lets her jump onto the sandy ground while he takes off his jacket and squeezes out the excess water out of it before he turns his attention to the little puffy creature staring at him.

“What are you doing here?” he asks the slightly shaken creature, however she is too shell-shocked from the water to give off a squeak, when Harry notices a crowd of strangers and many creatures who are also present in the beach and not a single person look like they came from his world at all. This day has gotten even weirder for the tired Boy Who Lived and he has no clue where to begin.

(Welcome Feast)
After getting himself cleaned up at the wash room, Harry is then directed to the main dining hall and he has gotten himself a plate of food he could recognize (bangers and mash with peas and onion gravy) before sitting down near the end of a table. He has no time to listen to the jester and other entertainers as he eats while the Pygmy Puff, now named Rose for her pink fur, happily munches on a small plate of leafy greens on the table (since she is still tiny even with all that fur).

When everyone starts to fill up the dining hall, he sees that there is someone looking for somewhere to sit on and he moves himself, Rose, and their plates & his goblet of a drink similar to Butterbeer, directing the person to the space next to him, “Hey, I just moved a bit for you to sit on and not worrying about eating food on the floor.”

(Training)
(OOC: Harry will start off having kinetic magic, although it will be weak at first.)
After a few nights of rough sleep, Harry finally gets up to head for the training grounds to get started: having gotten used to getting advance lessons and teaching lessons to his fellow students at home has taught well him; he knows that he has to get used to this world’s magic and find out what kind of magic he has gotten in here.

Luckily, the Elder Wand of all things did followed with him, even though he had plans to get rid of it back home, so he might as well train with it while Rose happily naps on a bench nearby. He would stop for a bit to pet her fur, which she responds with a high-pitched purr.

When more newcomers arrived with their own weapons (whether they bought them in town or with them when they first arrived), he will approach them and ask them one question, “So, ready to get started and find what magic we have in this place?”

Re: Harry Potter | Harry Potter series (OTA)

[rhiaofdruma]

Arrival

A girl near him had been sunning her broad wings when she noticed him. She folded her wings across her back, the feathers mixing with the vines from her hair and clothes, and bounded over. She looked about his age, with bright green eyes and bark brown skin. If not for her wings she would look a bit like a tree took human form. Her hair had green vines with leaves in it, and her shirt and pants seemed like tightly woven vines and leaves, all spring fresh. They were so green that they looked almost alive. And healthy. Her shoes were made of tree bark.

"Oh! You're so cute!" she said. To the puff. He hardly seemed to warrant attention, other than as the thing the puff was sitting on. She reached into a pouch of woven leaves on her hip and pulled out a berry, offering it to the puff. "I'm Rhianon of the Druma Wood." Yes, she was introducing herself to a pygmy puff.

Jack Benjamin | Kings

[theonlyrealthing]

1. Arrival

"Are you kidding me!"

He's sloshing his way up onto shore, and he's some mixed up combination of spitting mad, astonished, and wanting to laugh hysterically. The purple butterfly fluttering around above his head keeps landing on his dripping, curly hair. He keeps flailing a hand at it to make it take off again.

"Stop it! Get off me! Of all the times-- of all the times--"

Laughter wins out and Jack sits his ass down on the shore at the base of the cliffs, head in his hands-- one of them holding a rough silver crown, the false, of course it is-- and laughs high and long. God sends a sign now, after weeks of imprisonment, after ignoring him at his own vigil and then failed coronation, and that sign is a purple butterfly, not orange, and some drop into a magical lake. Great.

2. Caravan

The explanation hasn't helped any with the surreal, dreamlike quality of all this. Maybe he's just finally gone mad, stuck in that single room with that poor child Lulu, with his regrets and his grief. The way the horses turn their heads to watch him is a little weird, too. The way he's hearing voices coming from them, some weird horsey gossip about a herd-mate on another carriage today and their supposedly lame hoof.

He tries to ignore it, slipping into one of the carriages and immediately opening the minibar. He wants to get so drunk. When someone else climbs in with him, he offers a wicked, somewhat bitter smile, and one of the tiny bottles. "For the lady. Or gentleman. Whatever you want, apparently they spared no expense."

3. Training Grounds

The fighting style here is different than the style in Gilboa. That could be both an asset and a detriment. So he spends their stop watching the others, doing some strengthening exercises rather than practicing with knifes or guns-- he has limited ammo on that, anyway, he's not going to waste it on practice-- and he watches. He smiles and makes polite conversation.

"Interesting move you did there," he says. "Is that common where you come from?"

4. Eat Well

This is at least familiar. The people at table are a lot more varied than he's used to, and the tables are a lot longer, and the silverware is a little more rustic, but he is a prince. And he knows how to pick up the tenor of the room, to make small talk with his neighbors, to smile just right to make a good impression. He's a little rusty with it, after... everything... but he's quick to get back on that horse.

"I'd try the boar," he suggests of his nearest partner, looking at ease and comfortable. "Looks baked to perfection. Those these fried pasta things are probably something somebody died for, they're that good." Maybe not the healthiest choice, but he's a young man trapped in a dream that's still light-years better than a guilded prison. He'll take it. It's also completely unfamiliar, so he can't have half a dozen memories of which state dinner he'd had it at, or the time his father made it for breakfast.

The purple butterfly is perched on the crown of the chair. He's trying hard to ignore it.

5. Grail

He knows it's stupid. You don't send strangers out after mythical goblets that grant witches, you send the military or a horde of excavators or you just manufacture a new one that looks enough like the old one to pass. You definitely don't sent strangers who just arrived here and doesn't know the lay of things yet.

But what the hell else does he have to do? And there might be money at the end of it, which he's discovering fast he's going to need. So he manages to follow a helpful squirrel out of the space loop, and now he's staring up a tree at the now less-helpful squirrel's mate. "Look, I know this is as stupid as you do," he says, as cajoling as he can pull off while talking to a goddamn squirrel-wife. "But you don't got any use for that hunk of metal, and I do. You gonna help a prince out, here?"

He has not noticed yet that he has company.

5

[redtwin]

"Have you tried trading something for it?"

The question comes from a slightly-androgynous looking young woman who's paused to lean against the trunk of a tall oak tree a few metres away from the tree hosting Jack's uncooperative squirrel, arms crossed over her chest and expression mildly skeptical. Whether that skepticism's directed at him, the squirrel, or the entire concept of this increasingly ludicrous quest is open to interpretation - though judging by the dirt smudging her clothing and the long, fresh scrape along her jaw, whatever she's encountered to get here has been slightly less pleasant than squirrels, cooperative or otherwise.

Rhianon | The Lost Years Of Merlin | Spoilers (sorry her icons are... not the best.)

[rhiaofdruma]

Arrival - A

Rhia had not fallen quite like this since she got her wings. Not that she'd had them all that long. But she was still Rhia. As she fell, she tucked her wings - already used to the ancestral appendages - and curled her body, landing in a cannon ball with a delighted laugh. She popped to the surface and hit her hands on the water a few times making an odd swishing sound. Her huge smile vanished after a moment, and she tried again.

"Well if you don't want to talk, you could just say so, you hardly need to be rude about it," she huffed a bit. But then she grinned and swam for the shore.

any other Fincaryian might have found swimming with their wings odd at this point. After all, they had all been born feeling their loss, but they had only recently been restored as Fincaryia started to merge with the Otherworld. But Rhia was ever a creature of physicality. She was used to her wings from her first flight as though she'd always had them. After all, she'd been flying with out them for ages. Dreaming about them her whole life.

But this time the dive hadn't been intentional, she hadn't been tossed by the branches of a friend. And none of her contraptions had broken. So why had she landed in unresponsive water? She wasn't sure, but it would be fun to find out!

She made it to the surface and spread her wings wide to dry in the sun. And for the joy of having them to spread. She tipped her face up to the sky, smiling. Her brown curls trailed down behind her, though some fell in front of each shoulder. Her hair was home to a number of long bright green vines, one of which curled around her triangular pointed ear. Her clothes were all made of bright spring green leaves and vines, save for her bark shoes and the bracelet around her wrist made of different vines.

"Well, at least this is new and exciting. I wonder where we are this time, hm, Merlin?" she asked, then glanced beside her. Her smile faltered for a moment. "Right. No Merlin. Ah well. Wherever I am, I might as well explore!" She folded her wings across her back and headed for the nearest trees she could find.

Arrival - B

Okay, she got to be the hero this time? she could get behind that. It would help keep her brother humble when she got to meet him again, after all. And that was what big sisters were for.

But all of that was pushed to the side for the moment as they had time to themselves for a bit. She went to the horses. She have very little experience with horses other than Ionn, the horse that had once belonged to their father. So she didn't know much of how to speak horse yet.

anyone who came up to the winged woman of the woods would find her dutifully repeating every noise the horses made, trying to learn how to speak their language, a huge smile on her face, green eyes dancing with merriment.


Welcome feast - C

She was avoiding the fancier dishes, and anything she couldn't identify. She was also pretty much avoiding meat. But that was less obvious because she had found fruit and deserts and her plate was too full of those for anything else. She could be found sitting on a stool, wings tucked against her back as she popped a handful of berries into her mouth, eyes half closed in bliss. She had found the sweetest berries offered, sweet enough that most people could eat one or two at a time at most. She was eating them by the handful. "Any place with berries this yummy," she said to anyone who looked like they were about to ask, "clearly has a lot going for it," she popped in another berry and grinned. "Always trust the berries."

B

[imaglyphwitch]

There was one rule Luz had and was beginning to depend on it as a rule of thumb: always watch for the weird ones. Luz considered herself very much in that company, so seeing a brightly green colored woman with viney her talking to horses immediately got her attention.

"I don't think they'll talk back," Luz said. "So far I've seen a talking rabbit, a wolf, a deer and even a robot! No horses though."

Kise Ryouta | KnB

[dvine]

1. Arrival

[Kise gets to only briefly yelp before he is cut off as his body hits the surface of the water. He doesn't remember what he was doing, probably sleeping, so this is the rudest of awakenings in history. Trashing and kicking around in panic persists even as something lifts him up and towards the surface and then drags him towards the shore.

Once he's there, the thing that dragged him out appears floating in the air above him- a woman, not older than thirty, looking as if she's made of air and winds, with long curly hair and wispy clothes, floats above him just... looking at him. She doesn't say anything, just smiles, but Kise does. He shuffles back even more, patting the first person he sees on the shoulder.]

I-I'm not seeing things, am I? [He shouldn't be surprised, considering all the shit he went through, but it won't hurt to check.]

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2. Carriages

[Climbing up the cliffs is no trouble for someone that keeps in good form. Also, the spirit that introduced herself as 'Vila', makes the climb all that easier, what with her air magic and stuff. If he wasn't at that other godforsaken place already, he'd be freaking out right now.

She urges him towards one of the carriages and they end up going back and forth until she just picks him up and drops him in the carriage with her magic. This is the second time he's fallen today and it hurts a lot more- faceplanting into the floor of the carriage is never nice. He lifts himself with a grumble, rubbing his nose and patting around for a seat to climb on.]

Give me a warning next time!

[It's directed more at her than the occupant of the carriage. Yes, sorry if he ended patting your leg or knee, or just plainly intruding on your ride, he didn't have much choice.]

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3. The Feast

[With a heavy sigh, Kise plops down in the first empty seat he can find, rubbing the back of his neck. A plate seems to float over to him and by this point, he's already used to the familiar just making things float around. He didn't really have the appetite for anything right now, so he's just picking at the piece of pie that "the wind" brought over, watching a Jester (what kind of place is this?) perform tricks.]

Magic studies... back to school we go I guess.

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4. Magical Training

a) [Kise... doesn't know what to do.

He's listening to the instructions and his familiar is floating somewhere in the back behind him, trying to send him courage (or maybe she's mocking him - those giggles aren't very supportive).

This... is not something he can just learn from observing. Which is great! Fun! But also FRUSTRATING. The professor (?) instructs him again, patiently, and Kise tries again, focusing on trying to bend the light and air in front of him into... something! He doesn't even care what it is at this point!

And he succeeds! It's... a blob. A blob of translucent, shimmering light but it's enough for Kise to erupt into cheer. Sorry other students, but this is a success!]

b) Network: @ PerfectCopy

What kind of magic are you guys learning? In Japan there's no magic so this is the first time I can actually use it.

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1 for Arrival (and yes, Harry can see the air lady too)

[phoenixwiz]

Harry is in the middle of drying up as he is still drenched from the plunge earlier while his Pygmy Puff friend is shaking off water from her fur and body when he could feel someone patting him on the shoulder. Shocked by the sudden action, he turns around to see a man his age group. And yes, the teen wizard also sees the floating lady in the air and isn’t imagining things at all.

“You’re not making things up,” he shrugs in his reply before he motions the small pink furred creature to climb onto his shoulder, “I can see that floating woman behind you very clearly. You never saw people who can float in the air before?”

Welcome Feast (Cw: he’s gross)

[creepyoldguy]

The demon had opted not to clean up. There was algae in his hair and mold and moss in his scruff that passes for an almost beard.

Beetlejuice wasn’t pleased to be there, but, was very slightly mollified by the fact he was visible. He decided to work through his feelings by eating everything that was available, glowering at the middle distance as he did so.

CW for super gross/body horror.

[death_from_above]

Have a stitched together patchwork man in a pirate costume that looks as though he kind of wrung it out. Sort of. The feather drooped into his eye. He rubbed his eye as he got to the bowl of grapes and the eye popped out. And landed in the grapes. "Eye gotta stop doing that... Could you help me find it?" he asked the person next to him. "Would be grape if we could find it before someone eats it." His remaining eye blinked. "Again."

Minato Arisato | Persona 3

[afoolshope]

Arrival

There was something to be said about being in a void, between the realms of the unconscious and conscious, dreams and reality, with the Universe at your fingertips but unable to really do much but drift within a sea of stars as time flowed on only to suddenly find yourself splashing into an actual sea and water filling your nose and mouth. He felt something clamp onto the back of his jacket and drag him up, allowing him to break the surface with a gasp and sputter. He shoved his hair from his face, coughing up the sea water as he clung to the massive black mass that pulled him towards the shore. His nose burned, causing his eyes to water as he struggled to wrap his mind around what was going on.

Once they got to the shoreline, Minato flopped onto his back and draped an arm over his face. It was salty and wet, he was getting sand everywhere, but honestly, he didn't care because he had a more important thing to worry about. Just where the hell was he?

He felt a cold, wet nose press against his cheek and nudge his arm away. Minato squinted at what he now realized was a large black dog that had pulled him to safety. He always liked dogs, Koromaru coming to mind. He reached over to pet it. It was pure black and there were wisps of something flowing from it. It clearly wasn't an ordinary dog. It wasn't a Persona either, although it felt a tug against his soul similar to one. A bond? Hm...

Church grim are the words that floated to his mind. Huh. "What's a church grim doing pulling me from the ocean? I'd died a long time ago."

It didn't answer for now, just sat stoically. Well, until it stood up and proceeded to shake its fur out. Minato curled away from the splash of water and he scoffed. "Alright. Alright, I'll get up."

He couldn't exactly peel off all his clothes, but he pulled off his school jacket and began to wring it out. His MP3 player was probably long dead now due to the water. He sighed heavily, eyes taking in the beautiful beach and water. Along with several other bodies plopping right into the water like he had. Just where did he end up now?

Training Grounds

There is one (1) sleepy formerly dead high school student being tugged to the training grounds by a big black dog. He yawned, letting himself be led so he could finally start practicing after nearly setting a napkin on fire the night before. Minato got the impression that the grim was doing it more for his own sake than Minato's, although he didn't understand how. Wasn't the dog already dead?

Yes, but do you want to die again?

Okay, point taken. He sighed once they were there and then looked at his hands. He wasn't exactly sure how to go about this. He was used to using Orpheus or any other persona with fire-based magic. How was he supposed to do it on his own. It was cool and crisp this morning, so he rubbed his hands together to get some warmth.

And abruptly jumped back when he sparked a fire between his palms. "Uh."

Stop laughing at him, grim.

Eat well

Eat well, indeed. Minato held a plate absolutely filled with all kinds of foods. His familiar even gave him a judging look, black eyes going between his small body and huge plate. Yes, it'll fit in his belly, don't worry about it. Besides, he wasn't that short, geez. He was pretty average for most Japanese teens. The church grim grumbled and probably rolled his eyes but Minato didn't noticed as he tried to find a table. He meandered through the crowds, carefully avoided the jester, and even found a spot.

Or what he hoped was a spot.

"Mind if I sit here?"

Wildcard

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[OOC: I'll match your preferred style, brackets or prose!]

eat well!

[cess]

Noctis looked up from his phone, which he was still scrolling through. Once he realized it was indeed him who was addressed, and that someone was looking at him, he quickly starts moving.

"Oh! Uh - yeah. I mean, no, I don't mind," he quickly says, wincing a bit at how awkward he sounds. He picks up his jacket from the spot next to him and lays it across his lap instead, gesturing for Minato to sit down next to him.

His own plate has been half-eaten already, but it's full of ... meat. Only meat, in fact. Ribs, all types of chicken, beef and pork, and any incidental veggies have been studiously stacked to the side of the plate.

Della Duck | DuckTales 2017

[nothing_can_stop_me]

The Caravan to Camelot

Right now, poor Della's still out of it. No, no, she isn't terrified of being in another world, separated from her family again. No, she's still in kill mode upon being face to face with fish.

"Of all the places to land me, you land me in a lake. With fish in it. Disgusting, freaky creatures..." she muttered, the ol' Duck Family anger bubbling inside her. Talk to her at your own risk.

Be Merry

Cooled off, cleaned up, Della can't help but be amazed at what she's seeing. Such an odd mishmash of modern and medieval designs. But, what will really get her attention is the various shows being performed by the jester. And, being the thrill-seeker that she is, she's being used as the knife throwing target.

Aaaand taunting the jester at the same time.

"C'mon, don't be scared!" Della taunted. "Just because I'm not the same size as these oddball people doesn't mean you need to play it safe!" And a knife comes close to her head. "That's the spirit!"

...someone should be concerned.

A Quest Completeish

"AAAAAAARGH! GET BACK HERE!"

How does one know Della's related to Donald Duck? When she finds the farmhands who put her through the ridiculous quest to find what she thought might be the Holy Grail only to end up with a noodle strainer! Not liking the idea of being bamboozled by such a thing, and finding the original message gone, Della learned of who put her through this and chased the farmhands into the cornfields.

"A NOODLE STRAINER! A NOODLE STRAINER! I'LL STRAIN YOUR NOODLES WHEN I GET YOU!"

Wildcard

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Be Merry (or Be Scared of Pointy Knives!)

[phoenixwiz]

“Hey, Madame! You like getting knives thrown at you? That sounds rather gruesome,” says the highly concerned Harry who witnesses the knife throwing routine, while suddenly getting a flashback of Dobby taking a dagger to the stomach from Bellatrix as the two of them and the others escape from Malfoy Manor.

“Are you sure that this is a good idea to let the guy keep throwing more knives at you?” he hates to be that one guy who just had to ask but there you go.

Tsunayoshi Sawada | Katekyou Hitman Reborn

[theskyaccepts]

[A - Arrival]

[The fact that he has found himself in a large body of water with little to no warning is honestly the least of Tsuna's worries right now. It wouldn't be the first time, truth be told. And he really doesn't have time to contemplate that because, and perhaps more importantly, he can't swim. And his first instinct is to flail around in the water and try to catch something that's floating. Or dog paddle to shore, or try and do all those things simultaneously which just results in a mess.]

Help! Help! I can't swim!

[The last bit might be garbled as he starts to sink]

[B - Caravan]

[Having finally been freed of the water, Tsuna spends a few minutes just breathing on the shore. It's a little hard to take in that he's in a whole new world at the same time that he's recovering from a near drowning but surprisingly, worlds in dire straights aren't a new concept and once he's had a chance to think everything over, he'll probably want to help.

For now, he just sits up and goes over everything he's got. Ring, gloves, box, charm (thank goodness and he'll take a minute to just hold on to the charm for a moment). Seems like everything's there. And now he starts to scan the crowd, looking for familiar faces. His friends must have come to, right? They're rarely far behind, since there's always some part of him that can't shake that this must be Reborn's fault.]

[C - Camelot Online]

Hello?

I'm looking for anyone else here from Namimori, Japan?

It's Tsuna

[This is familiar, and hopefully someone will respond.]

[D - Feast]

[He'd just wanted to eat dinner and try to relax as he put everything together. Really. Why does this always happen to him?

Tsuna is presently tied to a board and struggling at his bonds as a blindfolded jester dances around the stage with a handful of knives.]

Someone get me out of here!

[He shouts as licks of flame start to form at his hands]

[E - Wildcard]
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Re: Tsunayoshi Sawada | Katekyou Hitman Reborn

[phoenixwiz]

Yes, Hello. Sorry, never been to Japan before.

I'm Harry though, I originally came from England.

akira kurusu | persona 5 royal

[fooligans]

( A: Arrival )

[ While Akira manages to reach the shore on his own, being soaking wet is a problem he can't tackle alone. His familiar who's been sitting at a safe distance from the water gets up as he approaches. From a very short introduction and a brief explanation, Akira learns that the familiar's name is Cat Sidhe and that they're supposed to stay together from now on. ]

Look at you. Let's dry your clothes before we climb the stairs.

[ With that said, they make a bonfire using a few sticks and a fireball before beckoning Akira to come closer and sit by the fire which he does in the next moment. ]

You're...a cat.

[ Without thinking much, he reaches to give them a head pat... ]

I'll set your frizzy hair on fire if you do that.

[ Needlessly to say, Akira withdraws his hand. If someone else reaches the shore in the meantime, he'll wave at them; there's plenty of space for more people, after all. ]

An actual warm welcome after falling into the water. Are you okay?

[ At least he didn't make another pun about breaking the ice or something like that. ]

( B1: The Red Spring )

[ They arrive in the city of Camelot in the evening after a long journey; Akira heads straight to the rooms at the inn and finds an empty one. Since there's enough room for one more person, he leaves the door open in case someone wants to stay in this one as well.

He can be found playing video games while lying on top of the bed. It seems that there's a fighting game called Street Knights, but Cat Sidhe doesn't want to play and a single-player might not be as fun. Thankfully, he finds a different one—a simple rhythm game with three songs, so he boots it up and picks the song. It's somehow relaxing, but if someone decides to come over, he'll immediately hit pause. ]

Do you want to play together? There's still plenty of food in the mini-fridge, too.

( B2: The springs )

[ Alternatively, Akira can be seen relaxing in the springs. His familiar tries to stay as far from the water as possible, which he finds cute but knows better than casually commenting on it. Somehow, Cat Sidhe can tell what Akira is thinking about and unsurprisingly isn't too happy about it. ]

Will you take me seriously? Let me show you something.

[ A few moments later a few water cascades emerge from the spring which makes Akira gasp. If someone else is around, well...they're in for a free magic show. ]

First get on this level before you call me a cat again.

( C: The Holey Grail )

[ The space loop sure was a thing, but thankfully it's in the past now. Too bad that reward for getting out is a faulty grail lying on the patch of land in the middle of a lake. Akira turns to the person who happens to be around for the quest as well: ]

A perfect spot for a quest item. How should we get there?

[ Swimming seems like the most obvious option, but maybe there's a better way. ]

( Wildcard )

( Akira's canon point is post true ending. His familiar speaks in italics, I hope that's not too confusing! I'm down for all kinds ideas, so feel free to wildcard me or hit me up at koohii or PM me for plotting! )

B1

[afoolshope]

[He hadn't exactly been sure where to go. He knew he could pick a room, nothing was assigned, but sometimes it was hard to tell if something was already taken. Of course, when he encountered a room with the door already open and video game music playing, Minato couldn't help but wander in. The black dog behind him followed suit, not minding the Cat Sidhe already inside. Minato pushed his hands into his pockets as he took in the room. It was a nice room.

His observations came to a halt when the magic word was heard and he nodded, beelining for said mini fridge. The grim gave a grumbly roll of his eyes.]

Do you ever stop eating?

[Minato ignored him in favor of pulling out a fruit drink and a packaged sandwich. He shut it with his food and sat down next to Ren.]

Rhythm game?

[The music he heard before didn't sound like typical rhythm game music, but it certainly did match the theme of this weird place they were in. He popped the can open and grabbed a controller, body shifting forward slightly as his familiar decided to lay down right against his back.]

[mithrarin]

Drowned Rat

In ordinary circumstances, Dust would be racing to help those in need, dragging them out of danger and to safety as quickly as he could. Water was not an ordinary circumstance.

Between fur and clothing, Dust barely struggled to shore under his own power, and once he did, all he could do was take a knee on the beach and try to catch his breath. Water streamed off of him, his clothes stuck uncomfortably to his body, and even his tail looked like it had barely any fur at all.

"I think I preferred the lava," he said out loud -- not intentionally addressing anyone nearby, because instead he unconsciously expected a nimbat to be flitting just behind him.

Home Sweet Home?

Picture this: You've been assigned to a room in the inn, so naturally you head there to check it out. No sooner do you open the door then there's your roommate, holding the TV upside-down in midair as he tried to figure out what exactly it is and what exactly it does. A sword with flickering blue runes leaned against one bed, and oh yeah, said roommate was clearly not human.

"..still can't figure it out," he was saying, even though there didn't appear to be anyone else there.

Firewater Follies

That lake wasn't just boiling. That lake was roiling, belching out steam in clouds large enough to sear the ground around it bare of vegetation for several feet back.

Resolutely immune to convection, Dust stood just out of the water, scowling at the small patch of land in the lake's center that held the objectice. Too far for him to jump, even if he double-jumped and managed to harness the steam for lift. Maybe the Dust Storm could get him over there, but if he misjudged, that would likely be the end of him.

"I'm stuck," he commented to whoever had come with him. "Ideas?"

Drowned Rat

[gundhamster]

As Dust knelt there, he would feel a pair of eyes on him. Glancing to where that feeling was coming from would be a man looking on with a mix of disbelief and curiosity in his eyes. He simply stood, making no movements from far enough away to avoid seeming like an immediate threat, just... staring.

Taiga Kagami | Kuroko's Basketball | Prisma CRAU

[taigastripes]

Arrival

Jesus H. Christ on a cracker, what the actual fuck?!

If there was anything Kagami learned from his time in America, were the very colorful sayings of religious figures. But seriously, what the hell? How did he go from retrowave The Planet to being pulled out of the ocean but a gigantic white tiger--

Byakko

Okay, by Byakko, and from what it looked like it was just raining people in the ocean and they were meant to go up a mountain to a modern day Medieval Times? Did he have that right?

What's Medieval Times?

"Not that point!" Kagami shouted at the tiger, yanking off his soaked shirt to wring out and as he also took a look around to see if there was anyone he knew here. From Lunatia or Japan or even America. He growled and scrubbed at his face. "I think I've had enough of the anime bullshit."

It would certainly seem so given you are not surprised like some others are.

Kagami could hear some people were, indeed, freaking out over whatever magic creature was near them. He sighed heavily. No, he was freaking out. It was just mostly internal. Especially after his few months stay in Lunatia, it was kind of hard to panic for long. He groaned, snapping his his to get the last of the water out. "Please tell me there's basketball here?"

What's that?

Oh god, he was doomed.

Eat Well

Do you have enough on your plate?

"Quiet you," Kagami groused, finding a spot in the back to set his massive plate down and settle in for a big, big dinner. Byakko settled just behind Kagami on the ground for now. He wasn't exactly small enough for the chair or benches. "You sure you don't want anything?"

I'll be fine, child. Eat your fill, we will start training tomorrow.

"If it's not one thing, it's another," Kagami grumbled, biting into a thick turkey leg. Why did he have to learn magic? He not into all this magic stuff! It was weird enough at that other place but now?! Stupid.

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Eat Well

[accurately]

Yet again, Midorima has found Kagami has followed to another planet. And yet again, he's encountered him around food. He's starting to think all Kagami does is eat and play basketball.

Though here, they both have a common trial to face: an apparent lack of basketball. They may need to work together in the future to figure out a bull-headed way through that, and Midorima keeps it at the back of his mind not to let himself be too short with Kagami. Well, not shorter than he is with anyone else, anyway.

That said, he has a tiger, and Midorima's eyes are on Byakko more than on Kagami. He doesn't know if this Kagami remembers Prismatica or not yet, but he finds it unnecessary to tiptoe around it for him.

"You're gaining a multiversal reputation as a glutton at this rate."

Tsukuyo | Gintama

[tsukky]

{ arrival }

[ A well timed leap off a rooftop in Yoshiwara in pursuit of quarry becomes plunging headfirst into freezing cold sea water.

And she's not alone either. Sometime during the struggle to surface and get to shore, Tsukuyo becomes of aware of the large striped tabby cat in the water alongside her. She can hardly ignore the creature in its plight, especially with how close it's sticking to her- literally at one point, as its claws dig into her kimono as she takes a hold of the animal to help it out.

It's only when the two of them are out of the water that Tsukuyo notices the cat has two tails, something she's only heard about in folk stories. Usually bad ones, full of death and bad omens.

Well, okay then.

It doesn't matter how many times she tries to shoo the cat away on their way up the staircase, it sticks to her side like glue. She eyes it and sighs. ]

I've got nothin' to give ya.

{ Caravans }

[ Are these carriages non-smoking? Sorry not sorry if they are.

The surly looking blonde woman who takes a seat across from you with an equally surly looking two-tailed cat in tow seems to have no intention of making small talk, just puffs away at the pipe in her hand, apparently very deep in thought. ]

{ The Red Spring }

[ As if this whole thing isn't bad enough, now she has to share a room with somebody else at the inn they're all stopping at tonight.

With the volume of arrivals, rooms are filling up quickly and Tsukuyo sighs before making the decision to just bite the bullet and pick a door to knock on and try.

She's resigned herself to her cat's presence by now and the creature seems to be having the same sort of reservations that she's having. As she knocks on the door, it lets out an apprehensive sounding hiss.

Upon the occupant opening door she'll ask the dreaded question: ] Is there a bed free in there?

CARAVANS

[casaposa]

[Life's not so bad if he can spend the next however many minutes, hours, whatever next to this stunning little number. The familiar by her side looks like its in a sour mood and he's not sure if that reflects its partner or not.

He spends a few minutes occupying himself with the bizarre phone he's been given. It's just So Much for a man from the 1930s whose only experience with new entertainment has been the local bar putting in a pinball machine. Now that's wild.

He's pretty sure he didn't click the video that's now blaring through the headphones he had, thankfully, connected prior to all his curious prodding and the baby shark do do do do do is only somewhat audible in the caravan.

He just shoves the thing into his pocket when he can't figure out where off is. It's fine. It'll power down eventually.]

Bella, would you care for a drink?

Juno | Beastars

[beautifulbeast]

THE RED SPRING;

[It had taken most of the day's ride from the White Cliffs to the Red Spring for Juno to get used to her new little traveling companion. She soon found though that the creature she couldn't name never actually made any noise she didn't make first herself and seemed to simply echo back all her words. Or snippets of them as it needs to communicate.

Once they come to their inn room though she feels she's made tolerable friends with the copy-cat beast. It doesn't seem to be going away though so when it flops out on one of the beds and starts snoozing like it owns the place she takes it as a chance to leave the room and go sight-seeing on her own.

This of course leads to a dip in the spring if she isn't stopped before she gets to whatever changing rooms there are. In spite of all the confusion and chaos today she seems to be in very good spirits as she wanders into the spring itself clad in a bathrobe.]

Hello everyone~!

[Her toothy grin is bright though it's definitely a smile just full of teeth.]

EAT WELL;

[The creature is back but seems pleased enough by their surroundings to mostly keep quiet. At least until it and Juno spot the banquet at the same time and then it simply echoes Juno's own "oooh!".

From there the wolf and her little muppet of a companion pile up some extraordinary plates. She plops down next to someone else with a polite:]

Ah, excuse me there. This seat is free, yes?

[Despite how her plate might be piled there's a distinct lack of meat. Judging by the way her tail wags though she doesn't seem bothered at all by that.]

A QUEST COMPLETEISH;

[Angry texting ensues.]
WHAT?? A SCAM?? WHAT?!

WILDCARD;

[Feel free to hit me up for any other prompts. PMs are open for plotting!]

Eat Well

[featherknives]

[Xayah has a plate full of everything, falling into the lake made her moppy, wet bird so she's catching up on it with food. She has her legs crossed, talons instead of feet and all wrapped up in leather, a leather dress, and what seems to be a wing-like cape. Her feathery ears, that are peeking from openings on her cowl, twitch when she hears a voice, pausing in feeding the little pink and purple bird bird that's flying in front of her.]

Sure.

[The bird cheeps happily and nudges Xayah's hand and her eyes focus back on the bird, giving it a scratch.

A small pause-]

I didn't think there are creatures similar to me here.

caesar zeppeli | jojo's bizarre adventure | ota

[casaposa]

the red spring

[He already knows how this is going to go down. The inn requires two people stay together, and he gets it-honestly he does.

But that doesn't mean he has to like both being an intruder in someone's private quarters or having a stranger in his own business. If he gets lucky, and historically Zeppeli's don't, he'll find a likeminded soul that won't irritate him to his very core for the short period they have to spend together.

Sorry, whoever's already hanging out in this room. Caesar's content to make himself at home-digging through drawers, inspecting the video games, trying to make sense of the television by flipping through every single channel available in quick succession. That's probably annoying, but guess what? He's just looking. Let him live.]

It's all nonsense.

lost, lost and lost again

[He can't stand this.

The eternal looping is driving him mad and tearing at the thin strand of patience he's desperately trying to hold together. He can't rely on hamon to bubble beam his way out of this bullshit problem. There are clues in every loop, and he figured out that was the key to getting out of this ridiculous trial, but-

It's the third, fourth, fifth series he's gone through and he's got a feisty squirrel under his arm that's making its displeasure greatly known and a crushed flip flop he's trying to keep in front of its nippy face to avoid being beaten up by a rodent and-

He's about to lose his mind.]

It better not be another creature this time.

[He says, as if whatever powers at be can actually hear him.]

quest complete

[He's livid.

Furious beyond belief and he has definitely summoned his unicorn partner in crime to find the nefarious fool responsible for making a fool of him.

The only issue is he, and his horse companion, are lost in the cornfield. If you listen closely, you may hear the world's angriest Italian yell-]

I'll find you, you fool! You won't get away!

red spring!

[savewell]

[As it happens, when Caesar arrives at his designated room, the other inhabitant isn't immediately present inside, though there's definite evidence that someone else has been inside — one of the beds has its pillows pulled out from beneath the sheets, the comforter is rumpled and indented like someone's sat on it, and a few things have been shuffled around in the bathroom. Whoever his roommate is, they've been there; that much is clear.

Also, upon closer inspection, some of the odds and ends are missing. The count of wrapped bars of soap is off, among other things. One of the folded hand towels has vanished from its stack.

It's not until a while later, once he's had the opportunity to fiddle around with everything inside, that the door creaks open and a new arrival swishes through the entry —

And stops dead in her tracks, startled to see another person present.

It's a girl about eighteen years of age, blond and blue-eyed and fair of face, decked out in a white gown straight out of a Cinderella tale and a long red cloak over. There's a bag held fast in one hand — which probably explains where she's just returned from — and a look of startled unease on her face, because evidently whatever she'd been expecting to return back to, a tall broad man in her room decidedly wasn't it.]

...Er.

[Magnificent.]

I...beg your pardon. I — think I have the wrong room?

Prompto Argentum | Final Fantasy XV

[burstrate]

A; SOAKED
Prompto makes it to shore without trouble, though he's splashing around a little frantically. Going from Nifelheim to being dunked in the middle of a picturesque lake was a step up, for sure, but at the moment the last thing on his mind is how he went from an ugly metal maze to a vacation spot. And it was daylight, too, the most sunshine he's seen in at least a week.

After Prompto hauls himself out of the lake, he takes one look at the waterlogged camera hanging around his neck and then starts to truly panic. "Oh no, no way this is happening!" First he frantically shakes the camera, spending droplets flying, then turns it over and pries the battery out as quickly as possible. That sends a little stream of water pouring out of the back of his camera, leaving Prompto with an expression of utter horror on his face.

Behind him, a yellow chocobo chick finishes swimming to shore and shakes the water off of her feathers with a cheep, but Prompto is far too distracted to notice yet.

B; CARAVAN
So, being told that he's here to help save the world or the universe or whatever was a lot to take in, and Prompto's pretty sure there's been some kind of mistake, though he hadn't been given the opportunity to tell Archimedes that. Getting a free phone out of it was a nice bonus, and he's spent some time during the hour break fiddling with it to figure out the settings, but... inevitably, Prompto's gaze strays back to the horses.

He can't stop staring at them, and anyone that wanders close enough to where Prompto's sitting is asked,

"What are those things? They look like weird, big, mutated dogs!"

C; LOST
"Aw, man... I'm getting hungry..."

If you happen to be in the same space loop, you'll run across Prompto leaning against a tree, frowning down at the screen of his camera (which was now fully dried out and working again). And here Prompto thought this would be an easy quest! But that was before he ended up strolling through the forest for the last hour and realized that he was taking pictures of the same path over and over again.

"There's definitely something weird going on here. In one of my shots there was this little statue at the base of that tree, and now it's gone, like it poofed into thin air. D'you think an animal took off with it?"

D; WILDCARD

[theskyaccepts]

[Tsuna has kind of been hanging back a bit, watching the horses but never quite approaching. He's always been a little wary of large wildlife, and knowing his luck, something bad would probably happen. Like him getting stepped on or kicked. But maybe they're friendly?]

Have you never seen a horse before?

[He says, a little surprised.]

Xayah | League of Legends

[featherknives]

Arrival

A very grumpy bird-like woman trudges through the water and sand, taking random plants that stuck to her wingers and feathery ears. There is a lot of cursing involved because she's too wet to lift herself and fly so her feet dip into the sand as she moves and tries to get out. A small, bird-like creature is trying to pull her out of the water and she's holding onto it, but there's not much improvement.

She eventually gets to the shore and shudders, trying to get water out of her wings, takes her cowl off to wring her hair out. Still dripping wet, and with a scowl, she stomps over to the nearest person that looks decent and almost hisses at them.

"What is the meaning of this!?"

Banquet

Xayah doesn't like the crowds but this will have to do for now because there's free food involved. She's dry, her familiar is with her which is comforting since her powers are gone, so she's prowling around, looking for the tastiest desserts.

"Hands off," she warns when she feels another hand wrap around the tall glass that contains chocolate mousse and strawberries.

Network

these people couldn't have warned us earlier that there are scammers, could they? how do I track this fraud down?

Network

[redtwin]

Doubtless they thought it so obvious that even people from another star would realize we were being played for fools.

One of the shopkeeps let slip that the ringleader lives outside the city proper.

louis | beastars | ota

[disasdeer]

a. arrival; caravan

[ It's pretty uncool to be dropped into the middle of the bay, especially because Louis absolutely cannot swim. He's dragged to shore feeling a bit like a drowned rat before making his way towards the staircase. He doesn't complain, though - at least not outside of his head. It's pretty undignified to make noise about it considering he's definitely not home if the oddly shaped persons around him are any indication. If he encountered someone he knew and he was fussing about walking up some steps and nearly drowning, it'd look a bit like a weakness, he assumes. So he's quiet for most of the walk towards the Rent-a-Ride.

He accepts the smartphone and earbuds he's given and immediately realizes he's now left to his own devices to decide what to do until the trip starts. He heard a mention of horses and given that it is something vaguely familiar by name, he makes his way there. Although, upon seeing them, he's a little put off by their appearances.

He glances towards someone nearby. ]

Are all of your horses on all fours?

[ It's a legitimate question, ok. And people pet them? He absolutely wasn't going to get used to this. ]

b. training ground

[ It seems smart to go to the training grounds. Louis makes his way there with his familiar: white dog with red ears, a cŵn annwn. Louis has decided to name him Wyn, since it seems rude to not use a name. Wyn is at his side, prancing on all fours as they approach. He's been reassured that the other will be there as a part of the magic, to help him navigate the process. And it's oddly reassuring for Louis to have at least someone confident that he'll be able to do magic when there was no such thing back at home. He is an attentive, focused student when he's being taught by someone who clearly knows what they are doing. He's not fast, by any means, and he's not sure what he can do quite yet, but an obstacle course has a lot of variety and maybe he can figure it out here.

He doesn't run particularly fast and is decidedly unathletic without any assistance. But if Magic can help - why not try? So, a person to race against might be a good way to fully test it out. Although he won't call it a race. ]

Want to do the obstacle course with me? It looks fun.

[ Yeah, fun. ]


c. the feast

[ He's hungry, so he cleans up, puts on a dress shirt, pants, and a tie. He's going to be presentable if he's invited to something, even if that something seems to be a massive spread of food, a lot of wild entertainment, and an interesting of variety of people. None of which he recognizes, of course. He makes his way to the buffet of food, scooping up a lot of variety of things he recognizes. From the roasted vegetables, to elaborate looking salads. There's a pile of vegetables and some dressing sitting on his place while he goes to find somewhere to sit.

Spotting an empty seat, he moves to take a spot, though he asks first: ]

Is this seat taken?


[ OOC; Wildcards, Custom Starters, Etc are all free game. Hit me up agalio / pm me if needed. I'm also cool switching to prose if it is preferred as I have 0 preference. ]

C

[theonlyrealthing]

[Deer people. Of course there's deer people. Why not? This place is so weird Jack's just to the point that he's rolling with anything and everything. Though now he's suddenly wondering what would happen if his plate hadn't only had fish and vegetables on it, if he would offend the guy or upset him or something if there'd been red meat.

What he says out loud, though, is the amiable:]

It is now.

[And he nudges it out with a foot, smiling. If he can make nice with ambassadors from Gath, he can make nice with a deer person.]

Nero | Devil May Cry | OTA

[birdflipping]

1. soaking in your arrival
[Nero barely has time to yell in surprise before he's suddenly crashing into the water. He accidentally swallows some water in surprise before thinking to hold his breath, and, desperate, Nero swims for the surface, breaking the water while coughing and spluttering. Where is he? Just ahead he can see white cliffs, other people, and beyond that... Who knows?

So he swims for the shore and stumbles out of the water, still coughing, only to find the cold, scaled muzzle of a demon which looks like a reptilian horse catching him before he can faceplant into the sand. He looks up, seeing a wild-looking electric blue eye staring at him, and he startles in shock.]

H-hey, what the hell?! [He leaps back and reaches for the sword on his back, revving Red Queen for a fight. But the demon -- a geryon, he recalls from Nico's research -- isn't aggressive, simply tossing its head and snorting before turning its head to look up the cliffs to a white staircase.]

You're... helping me? And there's something up there? [Well, time to go find out. And much to his confusion, the demon is... following him. Not the first time he's seen a tame demon, but it's still weird.]


2. eat well
[Nero's sitting on his own at the banquet, looking surly and poking at his food. Sure, he's starving, and today's been a shitty day, but he'd really just love to go home right about now. Without yet another world-saving situation rearing its head.

When he notices someone looking at him, he looks up and scowls.]

Take a picture, it'll last longer. [He's really not in the mood to make friends, let him sulk in peace. >( ]


3. the red spring
[When the group arrives at the inn, Nero claims one of the rooms and flops onto one of the two twin beds, stretching and sighing. Someone followed in after him, and he yawns and peeks at them.]

You looking to share? I don't mind, so long as you're not a snorer.

[He's teasing, don't even worry about it.]


wildcard
[Anything else you want to do? Nero has kinetic magic, so you can catch him practising it in the training grounds, or maybe you'd like to do the quest together. I'm all up for suggestions!]

the red spring

[thecacophony]

[ Sal stops in the doorway, looking warily over all of the appliances she doesn't recognize and the many foreign items that make up these rooms. Eventually, her attention is drawn to the guy stretched out on the one of the beds. Her hand moves up to the long red scarf around her neck, pulling it down so she can be heard. ]

Oh yeah? Well, just don't try to slit my throat in the night and I guess we'll be fine.

[ She sure sounds serious, or maybe it's the frown locked onto her current expression; that scar sliced down her right cheek sure doesn't help either. Finally, Sal steps in and shuts the door behind her. Walking in a little further, she notices something else that catches her interest. ]

What the hell is that supposed to be...?

[ She gestures over to that strange weapon of his. It doesn't look like the sword she's got belted at her own waist, that's for sure. ]

haru | beastars | ota

[hopticulture]

caravan.
[She's dried for the most part from her impromptu swim; clothes still damp but less unbearable than before. The long arduous walk up a mountain certainly helped, and despite her utter confusion from this whole reality-bending ordeal, Haru does find some relief in having been given a smartphone for her troubles.

Even if these human animals sure are...something to stare at. Same with their horses, standing four legged on strange feet that look like overlarge toenails.

Ugh...weird.

Through all this confusion, a small white fluffball of a fairy-like creature has been following her since being dragged out of the lake, and Haru has taken absolutely no notice of the floating thing. It's landed on the top of her head, delicate and light, a cotton ball that closely resembles her own cotton tail that sticks out of the back of her skirt.

One long rabbit ear twitches a bit as the creature snuggles up atop her head, but Haru is too focused on the horses who seem to be waiting around mindlessly.]

Hello-oo? [She should know better than to brazenly approach such a large mammal, one that could crush her easily if spooked. But, here Haru is, approaching a horse that's just as white as her, waving her hand up at its face.] You're from around here, right? I still don't get what's going on.

[Someone please tell her these horses don't talk.]


red spring.
i.
[By now she's taken notice of her little traveling companion, and for the time being it remains either on or around her, fluttering like a small mote of stray fluff or sitting on her head like a tuft of fur.

Haru's kind of just accepted what's going on and her new companion in stride, that being assigned a roommate doesn't phase her. It's a lot fewer of an occupancy than compared to what she had back in Cherryton, and she has a roommate at university.

Regardless of who her roommate is and what gender they are, the small rabbit is removing the top layer of her clothes which still reek of lake water. In her bra, she flops down facefirst into her bed, being 3'5" having to literally hop up onto it.]

I'm still so cold from that lake. [She hopes she won't catch a cold...her rabbit body is so pathetic and weak it's easy to get sick if she's stuck in sodden clothes all day.

Her voice is muffled as she remains with her face pressed against the comforter.] Hopefully there's a bathtub.

ii.
[After settling in some, Haru's decided to take advantage of the Red Spring's supposed healing properties. Her Kesaran-Pasaran (who has no name of its own, but she's just going to call it 'Azami') isn't accompanying her at the moment.

So...she's alone. And in her loneliness Haru strips fully down into a one piece bathing suit borrowed from the resort. Tentatively she takes a step into the waters, gauging its temperature against her fur, before stepping all the way into the spring.

She dunks down beneath the water, coming up after a second or two. Her back is turned away, so she's unaware of whoever's also come to the spring. Quietly she preens, running her hands up along long ears to gently squeeze the water out of her fur.]


holey grail.
[She's only on this quest because she's fallen into a partnership with someone. Why they'd turn to a rabbit for help on a daring quest is anyone's guess, but they're all strangers here so she can't fault the want for companionship.

It's just too darn bad that the grail she's found is up way high in the tree tops, her eyesight too poor to make anything out beyond it being something shiny, and stuck--]

Oh...that's a wasp's nest. [Her familiar, who's halfway floated up towards the grail, does whatever the equivilent of an 'about face' is for its species upon also noticing it's a nest full of buzzing wasps.

Haru, hands on her hips and neck craned upwards to squint at the grail for another moment longer, shrugs dismissively.]

Well, we tried! Let's leave it for the bugs.


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caravan

[disasdeer]

[ The horses are the strangest thing, somehow, of everything he's witnessed here. His familiar has occasionally been hovering nearby, making sure he doesn't find himself in too much trouble (which given Louis, could be a task). He hears a familiar voice nearby and his ears twitch and he makes his way towards it. ]

They won't answer, I tried.

[ He says it as he approaches her, to join her in looking at the white horse. ]

I mean, I tried a few times.

Kuroko Tetsuya | Kuroko's Basketball

[punchpass]

Holy Grail

Maybe he should've realized there was something odd about this quest, but Kuroko had never been one to pass on helping people. The space loop had taken frustratingly forever to get his way out of, but his observation skills finally won in the end.

Now he was stuck in the quandary of getting to what looked like a colander grail on the other side of a raging river, only accessible by the thin vine it was tied to. Using his animal magic, Kuroko had theorized he could ask perhaps a bird or a mouse to go across the vines and cut it so he could catch it as it swung, but quickly realized birds were assholes.

So he went with the mouse he'd found, which turned out to be an extremely large and fat rat that was now sitting in his hands. He needed help, though; he was too short to reach the vine, and the trees were too slippery.

Spotting a (hopefully) taller traveller, Kuroko materialized beside them, holding up the rat slightly in his hands. "Excuse me, but I need your assistance."

The Red Spring

The trip had been uneventful, aside from having to walk part of the way because the carriages had forgotten him; they had been very apologetic. He was interested in the odd blend of medieval aesthetic and modern technology.

The springs were lovely, even if he was a bit shy about meeting other people. They allowed him to bathe Nigou who had somehow got covered in sand and he spent some time looking for his teammates.

It was later on that he happened upon the training grounds that he started seriously thinking about magic. Kuroko was concerned about his friends and the state of his world, but if what they were saying was true, this is the only way he could help.

Practicing resulted in little more than wasted effort and it was only after he asked Nigou what he should do and the dog answered that Kuroko realized what was going on.

Unfortunately now he had a little problem; his familiar had left him alone for now, and Kuroko didn't really want to call him for a goose that was refusing to let him move.

He thought he was being polite, asking the goose about his possible magic, but now the bird was just hissing at every movement he made. It made it very clear it wanted to chase him too, so Kuroko just stood in place and stared the bird down while Nigou ran off frantically to bark at someone for help.

Holy Grail

[theskyaccepts]

[Unfortunately, Tsuna can't really help in the height department, but he's very bad at saying no when asked for help (though to flip it around, he was ranked highest in that category, much to his chagrin.)]

Uh, sure. It's to help get us out of here, right?

Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney | OTA

[jurisprudence]

ARRIVAL A — WATERLOGGED

[This is not actually the worst day that Miles Edgeworth has ever had — actually, it probably doesn't even make the top three, all things considered — but it's certainly out to make itself a contender for a title, that's for sure. Between getting dropped into a lake (a lake!!) and then getting hauled up onto the shore and winding up lying on his back on the beach, soaked to the gills and massively uncomfortable in his expensive suit and fancy coat and — oh, hell, his briefcase, everything in it is probably ruined —

And then, on top of everything else, he'd closed his eyes to try to blink some of the stinging seawater out of them, and when he'd reopened them again, there'd been a pair of glittering sapphire eyes staring back down at him.

Said eyes, as it turns out, belong to a strangely-colored bird about the size of an eagle, which also happens to be sitting directly on his chest while it glares down at him. And really, like. What the fuck.

So naturally, he does what any sensible person would do: swings his waterlogged briefcase at it, which causes said bird to beat its wings once and then vanish.

Looking startled, Edgeworth rubs at his eyes, then rolls over and pushes himself up onto his hands and knees in the process of getting to his feet with whatever self-respect he can still manage to grasp at.]

Did I hit my head...? Seeing things...

[He says to himself, halfway to his feet, as he looks up and — there it is again, a few feet away and perched on the branch of a forgotten piece of driftwood, still glaring.]

...?!

[In this prompt: area man menaced by own familiar. Save him?]

ARRIVAL B — THE WHITE CLIFFS

[Okay, so he's not thrilled about the idea of moving off the beach, but ultimately it seems to be necessary; there's certainly no help coming if he just stays put, and it'd be stupid to let the whole caravan leave without him and strand him in the godforsaken wilderness with no resources and no way to contact someone to come to his aid. So Edgeworth follows along as people wind their way toward the Rent-A-Ride, whatever...that means...and pointedly pretends as though he hasn't noticed the eagle-sized flaming bird that has taken up residence on his shoulder.

HE IS VERY GOOD AT PRETENDING. THERE IS NOTHING TO SEE HERE. NOTHING WHATSOEVER.

Regardless, it's as they draw near the cliffs — and it quickly becomes apparent that their destination is at the top of them — that his footsteps falter, and he starts to look a little pale as the reality of the situation begins to sink in.]

...Ah. Is there...

[He swallows hard, trying to mask it behind a quick adjustment of his waterlogged cravat.]

...No other way to the depot?

WILDCARD — TAGGER'S CHOICE

[Want to encounter Edgeworth somewhere else? Feel free to drop me a starter for any of the other prompts, or write one of your own! I'm game for shenanigans, so let's have fun!]

B

[habeusdorkus]

[Well, the whole thing has been wildly weird. Maybe there were explanations and everything going on, but Gumshoe has been kind of just going with the flow of things. He figures that after following the crowd to town, he can figure out what to do next.

Besides, he has a new dog!

Currently walking at Gumshoe's side is a horse-sized wolf, fur pitch black and eyes a brilliant red. Nothing about that deters Gumshoe in the slightest, and he doesn't seem too concerned about a giant canine walking along with him.

And then he sees the familiar maroon coat, silver hair, and a cravat slightly more moist than usual.]

Mr. Edgeworth! Sir!

[Excitedly, he bounds over, stopping short so he can give the prosecutor a salute, his very large dog walking up from behind. Bird what bird?]

I didn't know you were into this kind of thing, sir!