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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Comments

[phoenixwiz]

“I honestly have no clue, why then?” Harry is starting to crack up to Donovan’s silly jokes already, it is so hard to keep a straight face when jokes like this fly all over.

be merry;

[hopticulture]

[Haru, being closer to the ground compared to the others in the dining hall, is quick to notice movement that's around her eye level. She's gone back for a second serving, plate in hand, when she catches something crawling under a nearby table.

She's nosy, and even if on instinct her heartrate beats faster from nerves and caution that any sort of sneaking, creeping creature is going to make her feel, she swallows that down.

Setting her plate atop the table, she crouches, lifting the tablecloth up to find...

A human-looking girl and some garbage.]

Oh. [Haru sounds surprised even though she knew something was lurking under the table, round black eyes widening slightly.] ...it's pretty rude to toss all your garbage down here for others to clean up, you know.

[mithrarin]

Dust picked himself up slowly, whirling the blade still clutched in one hand into a reverse grip as he did so -- then froze, turned slightly in the human's direction. Despite Dust's resolute lack of eye contact, his regard couldn't be mistaken... nor could his surprise. What, he had to wonder, was that? Not a Moonblood, definitely not one of his own kind...

"Where are we?"

[donovan_deegan]

"Because it is the scenter."

[gundhamster]

There was something almost rodent like about this creature's features. Not unlike that of his Four Devas of Destruction, but the structure of his head, though similar to animals he was familiar with was unique unto itself only furthering Gundham's curiosity. ...And then it spoke. Gundham flinched slightly, being caught completely off guard. Even the blade seemed to have been taken into account without much regard but the speaking seemed to be his breaking point.

"I... do not know. But more importantly... just what are you!?"

[xyston]

[ Cressida's eyes glanced at the purple gryphon familiar, with her own chirping happily that it found a kin. Cressida remained in her default stony expression, only nodding in thanks when Gale allows her in. She walks towards the center of the room, noticing his jacket and hearing the music from his phone. The mask was strange, but she paid it no further attention ]

They are. I'm grateful for your generosity.

[ She says, putting her hand behind her back to take off the kite-shaped shield that hung on it. Inside the shield is a handle to a spear-like weapon that's folded to a more compact size. The weight of it was noticeable from the heavy thud it made even as she gently leans it against the side of the bed. She was content in not saying anything else and just lie down like a corpse on the bed, but her familiar jumps out of her shoulder and on to the bed first, greeting Gale's familiar with a cheerful mix between a chirp and a squawk. ]

It's quite lively.

I suppose introductions are required. Hello, I am Cressida. And this... has no name yet.

[xyston]

I see.

[ It should have been obvious to regular people what those are, but Cressida had been reliant on her HUD and databanks back home to identify what the things she's looking at are that, when robbed off them completely by being here she had no idea what a lot of things even are. She lets her gryphon lean forward, helping it by placing a hand in front of it to step it's front legs on. It nibbled on the seeds on his hand quite happily, but also eyes the meat. ]

I don't understand it's behavior. I have seen these same items on the banquet table earlier, and yet it didn't react the same way until it saw your plate.

[ It's like the gryphon wants her to befriend others ]

[phoenixwiz]

Cue one teenage guy who couldn’t stop laughing from Donovan’s punny jokes which is already an accomplishment for him.

[beautifulbeast]

[Juno wastes no time in plopping her food tray right on down when permission is given. The little brown monkey/dog creature that had been toddling along with her deftly hops up first onto the chair next to Juno and then onto the table itself while holding it's own tray.

While her companion sets upon the food like it's never seen it before Juno instead looks a little mildly surprised at Xayah's words. And then in the same beat seems to recall just where she is.

Her expression turns sheepish, one of her ears rapidly flicking alongside her light embarrassed laugh.]

Is that so? I hope I didn't surprise you too much then.

[She reaches for her drink as she's more than a little parched and seems to muse over the crowds gathered.]

It's more shocking for me not to see others more like us.

[There's this sort of softness to the tone speaking of things Juno didn't know she had taken for granted until she got here. She's not terrific at hiding her emotions.]

[beautifulbeast]

... Louis?

[At first the look Juno gives him can only be described as shell-shocked. She blinks at him a time or two before her eyes go wide and instantly her head jerks in the opposite direction from him, giving the door her full attention. Her hands have stilled on the knotted tied of her robe thankfully.]

I -- this isn't the female side?

[She's so used to the typical hot springs at home that she just assumed... but then again thinking on it there was only one entrance, wasn't there.

What had been rigid shock with shoulders raised high and tight, eyes round along with the perked ears and her taunt tail wanting to point straight up (and take the edge of her bathrobe with it, of course) slowly eases out at that realization. As her shoulders begin to relax she gives a light, sheepish laugh and glances back at him.

Gently, of course. She doesn't want to catch him not covered up if he wants to be.]

Mm, it seems like it. You arrived today as well?

[beautifulbeast]

[Juno's ears gently perk forward. And then her expression turns gently embrassed, eyes crinkling at the edges as she grins.]

Considering you're the first familiar face I've seen all day, it would be nice.

[Does that sound somewhat snarky? Maybe. Juno can't decide herself how glad she really is to see the rabbit she once thought of as the bane of her love-life.

Either way she's going to sit and so is the little furry monkey/dog thing accompanying her. It plops down it's tray and then blinks round, dark eyes at Haru before echoing back her own words in her own voice at her.]

Date? Date.

[It contemplates a brief moment with a blink or two of it's dark eyes and that smile still firmly stuck in place before it begins eating with an admirable gusto.

Juno meanwhile blows out a slight breath while her expression hovers somewhere between exasperation and a tired acceptance.]

I guess so. It hasn't left my side for more than a few hours today.

Red Spring B

[greedyvixen]

[Rin's trying to figure out her new magic, when someone suddenly splashes water all over her. That's what she gets for focusing on her own thing in the middle of possibly many others, who may be totally new to magic...

Anyway, Rin turns to look at her as soon as it's clear where that came from. What is she doing wrong? Well... The rude answer would be so many things or everything but Tohsaka doesn't start with that. This situation reminds her of a conversation with her father except Rin was in that girl's shoes back then. There's a polite smile on her face despite the sudden splash and everything else.]

You can't just force magic to happen. If you really want to control magic, you must stay calm and control your own mind first.

[hopticulture]

[Haru's ear flicks thoughtfully, spoon back at her mouth, resting at her lower lip.

After a moment of consideration, she shrugs her shoulders, kicking her feet a bit in her overlarge chair (she's able to reach the tabletop thanks to some extra cushions).]

You're right, it would be nice. [Said genuinely, while Juno does take her seat with her companion sidling next to her.

Echoing her words.

She stares at it.]

Uh...huh. [Strange...she shakes her head, the way it eats a bit unnerving so she chooses not to watch, instead turning back to her soup. It's creamy and good with chunks of veggies; almost reminds her of what they used to serve back in Cherryton.] Seems like we're all stuck with a tagalong, huh? Mine's also been hard to shake.

[She points up at her head at the white tuft of fluff sitting perfectly center between her ears. Its small and with its eyes closed it just...well it looks like Haru is just pointing at some stray dandelion fuzz stuck on her head.]

[jurisprudence]

[He would, of course, know that voice anywhere. It doesn't matter whether he's standing in a courtroom, a precinct, or even at the base of a cliff in the middle of what looks to be, geographically, bumfuck nowhere — some things are constant and eternal, and Detective Dick Gumshoe apparently just happens to be one of them.

It irritates him, almost, that he actually finds himself grateful to see the older man making his way so cheerfully over to address him. Not that he'd ever in a million years deign to admit that it's nice to see a familiar face in such a disorienting situation. Not that he'd ever own up to the feeling of relief that whatever challenges this new frontier might bring, he's evidently not going to have to do them alone.

No, if anything he's glad to see Gumshoe because now he can put the onus on his detective to find him a way up the cliffs that doesn't involve...you know, heights.

(Besides, if Gumshoe is watching, he'll force his way up the cliff steps, fear of heights be damned. He's not about to look weak or terrified in front of Dick Gumshoe. No, period, no chance, no way.)

Regardless, he turns smartly to face the incoming riot that is the detective, still pointedly ignoring the big flaming bird on his shoulders and okay what the fuck that's a wolf the size of a horse WHAT THE FUCK.]

"This kind of thing", Detective?

[He's not intentionally glaring; that's just how his face is.]

You say that as though I had some sort of choice in the matter. What are you doing here?

[habeusdorkus]

[Don't you worry, Edgeworth; he's already keeping in mind about the heights. Which is exactly why he will engage in conversation constantly. Better to have an annoyed Edgeworth than a frightened one.]

Yeah! We're goin' so some kind of ren faire, right? You know, those kinds of places where people dress up as knights and wizards and stuff. I hope they got a dragon!

[It seems that in the midst of everything that has happened, Gumshoe has compartmentalized everything down to "this has gotta be some kind of medieval convention shenanigans" instead of "oh god we're in another world with magical familiars".]

Oh, I dunno. I don't remember how I got here. I figured I'd find a phone once we got there.

[jurisprudence]

[This is...so clearly, vividly, overtly NOT a Ren Faire (he's...pretty sure, at least, because it's not like he's ever been to one personally, but just coming at it from an academic standpoint the likelihood is slim), and yet somehow Gumshoe's earnest insistence on the notion actually manages to be...comforting, in its fashion. The interplay is the same, he thinks idly, as the bird THAT IS DEFINITELY NOT RIDING ALONG ON HIS SHOULDER RIGHT NOW shuffles around, rearranging its wings and turning its hard sapphire eyes to examine Gumshoe critically.

It glares like its master does: steely, severe, and probably altogether without even really realizing it's doing it.]

I take it you also don't remember where you picked up your...acquaintance, there.

[WE ARE NOT ACKNOWLEDGING THE FIRE BIRD but he will certainly motion to the horse-sized wolf towering over Gumshoe, who is not in any way a small man himself.]

...It's rare to come across a wolf of that size, I think. Much less a tame one.

[habeusdorkus]

Nah, he just started following me around! He's a good boy, though. Plays fetch like a pro.

[...A wolf. Gumshoe thinks about that. He's never actually seen a wolf before, so it could be one, but... but his dog is so good, so--]

Maybe he's a wolfdog! That'd explain a lot. [He happily pats the giant wolf on the nose, who in turn wags his tail excitedly. This giant, hulking black wolf with fierce red eyes looks like he loves the attention.]

Your bird looks really pretty, sir. I didn't know you had one! Or are you renting it? Can you rent birds?

[jurisprudence]

That is a nuisance that, to my chagrin, I have yet to be able to shake off.

[He rolls one of his shoulders backward, as if for emphasis; the bird, being equally as stubborn as Edgeworth is himself, bobs and sways with the shifting perch beneath its claws, but doesn't fly away.

Well. At least the inanity of the bird and Detective Gumshoe's "dog" is distracting him from thinking about how sooner or later he's going to have to scale those damned cliffs. Small favors.]

Yours seems friendly enough.

[He thinks a minute, then squares his shoulders and faces the wolfdog head-on before snapping his fingers and dropping his arm to point at the ground.]

Sit!

[xyston]

Easier said than done. This magic's learning curve is quite steep.

[ She replies with a frustrated tone, sighing and admitting that her impatience to get to a combat-worthy level asap has gotten in the way. ]

Nonetheless. My apologies for splashing you with water.

A

[wark]

You see? Perfectly lively.

[ A minute or so earlier, Bartz dragged this waterlogged fancy boy bird disliker out of the sea. Now he's gesturing at him and talking to a turtle, one that's not paying any particular amount of attention to him, Edgeworth or anything else. It's just making its slow, slow way to a sunny bit of beach for a snooze. ]

Don't look at me like that. [ The turtle is not looking at him. ] He'd have been fine. He's moving his arms around and not drowning. That's all swimming is.

[habeusdorkus]

Oh yeah? He looks like he suits you. He's all fancy lookin'.

[It honestly does not even click to Gumshoe that there should be any concern about a bird that is on fire. He assumes it's just fancy, like Edgeworth himself.

The wolf, much like Gumshoe, is eager to please. At the sharp order, the wolf's rear hits the ground and he sits, carefully watching Edgeworth.]

Wow! I kinda almost wanted to sit down, too. You're a natural, sir.

[fooligans]

No Internet would be rough. I need my daily dose of cat videos.

[ Being a teenager with Internet addiction in medieval times sounds like a nightmare. Thankfully, that's not the case, even if some things feel a little off. It's just a matter of getting used to it, probably. ]

I hope so. Unless it's paid DLC. [ Having no money is the worst. ] Let me start over.

[ He goes back to the title screen to make sure Minato can join the game. ]

How about a little warm-up first?

Albert Wesker | Resident Evil (films)

[viraloverload]

{ ARRIVAL }
Neither the fall nor the sudden plunge into the sea was surprising to Wesker; he had just barely avoided the explosion of his aircraft, having bailed out just in time to avoid being turned into a mess yet again by Alice. For him, it was simple inconvenience as he kicked toward the surface. At first, nothing was amiss. He coughed up a lungful of water and gasped once to replace it with air, keeping himself afloat as he gathered his bearings.

Then he became aware of splashing around him as more people met the same fate as he had. Strangers. A quick glance around revealed no ship and no wreckage, but a solid black dog with glowing red eyes and slit pupils that resembled what he was accustomed to seeing in the mirror every day. Upon seeing the animal Wesker was equal parts confused and ready for a fight, but the canine didn't attack. Instead, it nudged him toward shore - a gesture he really couldn't argue with.

Once on the beach, dripping from head to toe, he was able to get a better look at the animal that accompanied him. Shaggy, somewhat matted fur and a build that resembled an Irish Wolfhound. It easily could have stood on hind legs and placed its forepaws over his shoulders, but it merely sat by his side and looked up at him, as though it had been his faithful companion for years. Wesker raised an eyebrow and looked around at the others emerging from the water, each with a companion of their own.

"Well, this is certainly a... curious turn of events," he said to no one in particular. For a moment he wondered if he had died, but if there was an afterlife, he didn't expect it would be this strange.

Everything seemed to be intact. Even his sunglasses were still perched on his nose, but something felt... off, and he couldn't quite pinpoint it. That bothered him. Until he knew what was going on, he decided it was best to be agreeable with his equally lost looking companions. More flies with honey than vinegar, as they say.


{ CARAVANS }
The explanation given by Archimedes didn't sit well with Wesker. It all sounded like a bunch of nonsense, but for now, he would play along with it. The phone and earbuds were useful, at least. He quickly found that he could access the internet using the phone, and while it wasn't the same internet he was familiar with, it worked in the same way.

His question of what was wrong had somewhat been answered, but using the camera to get a good look at his eyes confirmed his suspicions. They were the same blue he remembered from what seemed like a lifetime ago. This place had somehow destroyed the T-Virus in the process of bringing him here. Wesker was human again.

All the more reason to learn as much as he could as quickly as possible. During the trip he spent his time researching on his phone, though now and then he made light conversation with those around him. It would pay to learn about them too.


{ FEAST }
Getting cleaned up was a first priority. As much as he prided himself on his appearance, remaining soaking wet and disheveled just wouldn't do. Once he was clean and dry, blond hair slicked back and black clothes in order, he joined everyone else to eat.

Once again, he was open to conversation with those around him as he filled a plate with grilled meat, steamed vegetables and rice and sat to have a real meal for the first time in what felt like weeks. With so much work to be done and his rather inconvenient need to consume human flesh, eating had become something done on the go. Though without the virus, at least one of those things would no longer be a problem.

During the meal he shared some meat with his canine companion, who remained steadfast by his side. Working with the creature was going to be important, so looking after it was a priority.

The entertainment was ignored entirely. There was too much on Wesker's mind to spare any thought on such nonsense.


{ THE HOLEY GRAIL - NETWORK }
Those of you who are familiar with hazing rituals are probably already skeptical of this "quest", but for those of you who aren't, I would strongly recommend spending this time getting to know your familiar and evaluating the changes in yourself. A wild goose chase may not be the best introduction to a new place or the unfamiliar circumstances associated with it.

[afoolshope]

Hm? [A slight mumble around a bite of that sandwich.] What’s paid DLC?

[You have to pay to unlock stuff? Why? That sounded really dumb, if you asked him. He finished up the sandwich to properly hold the controller and join in.]

Yeah, sure. You can pick the song.

[fooligans]

"Oh. Then maybe you'll have better luck figuring it out first," He doesn't know what he expected, but definitely not this. "So, basically...you're a wizard, Harry?"