TEST DRIVE MEME ⚔️️ 6

[avalonmods]

Check out the OOC intro meme for this month to say hi to new players/characters!

{ QUICK NAV } Premise ⚔️️ Rules ⚔️️ FAQ ⚔️️ Taken ⚔️️ Reserves ⚔️️ Apply ⚔️️ Locations ⚔️️ Bestiary ⚔️️ Top-Levels Only ⚔️️ 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. It's still chilly, but not enough that you can't manage on your own. The Lady of the Lake is swimming around under the water, but seems to be focusing on coordinating a band of mossatees to help rescue any wayward new arrivals. Mossatees are a special Avalonian manatee that is green in color and has what appears to be a patches of grass or other short plant life growing on its back. While some are fully green, many sport blooming flowers or fairy circles of mushrooms. If anyone tries to ask the Lady of the Lake for directions, she will direct you to Archimedes at the Rent-a-Ride. Those with animal magic may get their info from the manatees, though may notice that they're really overly friendly and have zero concept of personal boundaries. Everyone may notice they have no concept of personal space, as they will happily run right into someone's belly for a snoot squishing. 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. *Reminder: Your character's familiar may or may not be with your character in their initial plunge. If the familiar isn't partial to water, it may meet your character on the beach or sit atop their head while they swim. Or if they are, they might splash about and swim alongside your character. Familiars have different personalities and body specs and we leave those up to the players. 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, a pair of earbuds, and animal-themed ponchos and tell them to "Check the Shit Box." The "Shit Box" refers to wardrobe more formally known as the Wardrobe of Finding, a hammerspace-like wardrobe that opens to each person's items and pets when the person touches the handle. It was recently enchanted by Merlin to prevent people from having to fish their waterlogged possessions and pets out of the water with them. From there, Archimedes directs everyone to settle in groups into modernized carriages pulled by horses and gives them a basic explanation of why and how they've been brought to Avalon: The rest of 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. Which given the fact that it's pouring down rain in April? Not ideal. You were only given ponchos, not rain boots. 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. Unfortunately, due to a bee infestation and massive amounts of rain, the hot springs of the Red Springs are not available this month! Instead, an underground salt cave is offered as a way to relax and unwind. Gather around in the rejuvenating, dimly lit caves and breathe in the relaxing effects of salt crystals. Feel the sand between your toes, or if you don't like sand, try one of the many pools with tiny garra rufa for a fish pedicure. Or, lie down in a recliner and stare up at the "stars"-- magic sparkles in the ceiling that move to spell out single-word concepts you may be experiencing. (Maybe you're relaxed? You might get something like "Chill." Find your relaxation buddy hot? Just be careful to look away before the stars spell "Thirsty" to the whole room.) 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. As it turns out, a mythical land that's been around for a few centuries has a few things in common with many modern worlds. It's got the internet, and games have evolved a little bit past hoop trundling and draughts. April, being the traditional month of mirth and games and lots of rain making it hard to have fun outdoors, is the time for Camelot City Gaming Convention, affectionately shortened to CameCon. Come into the large convention center located in the south part of town, get dry, and check out some of the awesome things to do. A ⦿ Couchless Co-Op Without the massive audiences required to really run MMORPGs, Avalon is much more a fan of couch co-op style gaming. Though most games are available on mobile devices throughout Avalon when they are released, there's nothing quite like coming to CameCon to utilize the gaming stages for everyone's favorite fighting games. Multiple players at a time can plug in their phones and connect their accounts to a light magic-based illusion stage (powered by multiple light mages at a time, once a year only!) roughly the size of a basketball court. Fighting games can be played tournament-style on the phone next to your opponent for some awesome trash talk during your battle. Race through space with this year's popular NASTAR Racing Game (National Association for Space Travel Auto Racing) game and fight off space pirates in an epic Mario Kart-esque racing and item battle adventure with your choice of star ship. Or plug your phone into the stage podium and get away from the humdrum fantasy life by joining in a live-movement game that combines synchronous kinetic and light magic. Move your body in the vortex illusion of your favorite rhythm dance game with a buddy! Or maybe you're more into the free-style gaming of Grand Theft Automation with both friends and strangers-- step onto the illusionary stage itself to explore crawling cityscapes and live the life of crime you always dreamed of... at least the cops won't really arrest you if you do it here. Just make sure if you use magic you remember you're on a stage and don't accidentally send some flying off at a poor convention go-er just past the illusion stage. B ⦿ Arthurian RP in your Arthurian RP None can forget one of the most important of game types: the roleplaying game. There's a huge historical set game going on right now where characters can LARP as their favorite Knight of the Round Table. There may be a couple of arguments if two Lancelots end up in the same game, but don't worry, there's a fair way of determining who gets the part for this game if you don't want to wait for the next storyline: rock-paper-scissors-magic. Instead of the traditional version of RPS, you shake your fists and open up to whatever hand-held spell you can make with your particular brand of magic. If it's something that can overcome the other kind in less than three seconds, you're the winner. (And yes, even healers can play-- some protective magic to block a dark magic pain curse is definitely going to win out, for example!) Either way, once your role is decided, put your acting skills to the test! ...and if you don't have any, well, they have costumes that will help you get into the mood with a little dress-up and props that will magically give you sword skills... though only while using the dull-edged plastic props. Or you can just sit on the sidelines and have a picnic on the concrete floor of the center with a potential new pal and watch other people play-- there's a lovely little buffet table with pastries, coffee, and juice in the corner. C ⦿ It Figures... A convention isn't a convention without a little shopping. Come check out what cool games are upcoming in the exhibit hall, buy figurines of your favorite game characters (or.. new ones you've never heard of since this is a new world, but are still cute and/or kick-ass), and most importantly, check out the cool magic you can apply to them. A spell available for purchase in the convention hall that's popular this year is Recipe: Figure Anima, which makes your figures move in place and say popular lines as if they're an actual, miniature version of the character. It's recommended you practice while you're in the convention hall though so figure experts can help if things go.. awry. People have been known to have their own emotions influence the spell, and sometimes toys have started taking on the attitude of the caster. There's nothing quite as tragic as your favorite angelic game character telling you they're gonna kick your ass because you were in a fighting mood. So OOC. Maybe you can find someone who's a little better at magic to fix the problem? Of course, when the rain breaks through and floods the exhibition room, there's a lot of mass hysteria as people scream and climb up onto tables, trying to protect their merch above all else. Hurry, help someone else up onto your table before their ent dakimakura they just purchased gets wet! Only you can save the gamers from water! ..Or that's what you thought, until a second later the electricity goes out and you're left in a total electricity blackout in the convention hall. It may be a good idea to use some magic to try to light the way and find a way out of the flooded hall... A ⦿ Keep Your Vines to Yourselves With magic blossoming left and right because of the bountiful spring equinox rituals, things have been getting a little stranger around the Broceliande. Though it's always been known for being a little odd, there is an overgrowth of prehensile, very friendly vines populating the forest now. The vines seem to have minds of their own, sometimes grabbing people, pulling them up into trees, or generally wrapping around them as if trying to get a warm hug. Ultimately, they seem relatively harmless.. except when you can't get down from them. Hopefully, you've got some kind of destructive magic that can help you fight off the overly friendly vines as you head into the forest to investigate the strange reports citizens have been making of their friends and family disappearing in the generally friendly, if odd forest when they've gone to fetch herbs or other supplies, gone on walks, or who knows what else from the forest. It seems like the best way to get the vines to let go without magic is to tickle the person the vines have captured, so you really better hope you're ticklish... and there's someone willing to really go in on it. It takes a lot of laughter to get these vines to leave you alone! B ⦿ Selfies with Selkies Those who continue on with their investigation after avoiding or escaping the vines will find a very, very large flower that seems to have taken route in a sink hole in the middle of the forest. Hundreds of vines seem to be coming from it, and it seems like this flower may be the source of all of the vines throughout the forest. It won't attack unless you attack it first and it seems to almost immediately regrow any vines that are destroyed. If the flower itself is attacked, it will rise up and attempt to eat your character with thousands of tiny shark-like teeth that lie where the pollen of its flower should be. Those who try to fight will find it seems virtually unkillable and immovable. It is neither plant nor animal and seems to have a thousand minds and souls held within it that somehow feel incomplete, so it's largely incommunicable even with cognitive or death magic. It's definitely a strange find, and it could be easy enough to assume the missing people tried aggression as their first tactic and got gobbled up... Take a trip up to the Archivist will lead them to find a book that includes information on the species: The Cereus de Anima. This giant flower rapidly grows when a seed from the Land of Rot transfers via someone's clothing to an appropriate forest environment and is known to absorb a piece of a person's essence from anyone it touches with its vines. People often seem to go missing for a short period of time when one of these appears, then come back behaving a little differently but ultimately don't seem to be in distress. No one is quite sure what the cause of this is. There doesn't seem to be any record of there being lasting damage, however questionable the plant is... The Archivist, upon seeing you researching the plant, says that he's heard some of the lake's residents just off of the Silent Shore have some experience with one. He hands you a couple baskets of some specially anti-rust enchanted parts and tells you he was supposed to deliver them to a Selkie man living in the lake for a project he's working on. You and a partner can make the delivery and ask your questions from him. The Selkie isn't going to be particularly friendly to fellow men, not trusting human men farther than he can throw them, but will decidedly try to seduce women as Selkie men are known to be extremely handsome and flirtatious with human women. Non-humans he will be neutral toward. It's best to go in pairs so you don't end up on a whirlwind candlelit beach picnic with a shirtless selkie in exchange for information about how to uproot a Cereus de Anima. (At the very least, the selkie will want you to take a selfie with him before you leave so that you have something to remember him by, and you'll always be welcome back if you change your mind.) Regardless of how much of a challenge it is for you to get to that point, as long as he gets the delivery from the Archivist, he'll eventually tell you and your traveling partner about how he heard that there used to be a village at the edge of the Dusklight Woods that was overrun with one of them, and that there's only one survivor who moved to in a cottage on the other side of the Pure of Heart Bridge.. Those familiar, yes, it is the old man that Morganna tried to kill and save in a quest a couple of months ago! Time to travel all the way back to the Pure of Heart bridge and make your way over to the cottage and talk to the man and it sure seems like this quest is long and tedious and you may be wondering if someone will have noticed you're gone... C ⦿ The Answer is No Back in Camelot City, it seems that anyone who's been touched by the vines has been replaced by a doppelganger in their lives. They're just barely off from the original- they have all the memories, but may be slightly more skilled at things they didn't used to be, or may seem to make less ethical choices than they might otherwise. There's just something slightly off. But when people start using AOL to contact their friends and let them know they've been gone.. well, it may seem like the jig is up, or at least in question. Those who find out they've been replaced may want to return to Camelot quickly to try to reclaim their lives. Doppelgangers will attempt to kill their original if they come into contact with them when they aren't around other people, so you may need to flee for your life if you haven't gotten good enough at magic to defend yourself yet. Around other people, the doppelgangers will do their best to try to prove themselves the real person and since they were made from the original, will have the same memories as the original character so asking questions that "only ___ would know" may not work. Eventually it will come out that the doppelgangers have occasionally wriggling vines instead of spines underneath their clothing, if you're willing to check that to see who's real, but that won't be common knowledge. What can be found out from the old man at the Pure of Heart bridge if you choose to leave your doppelganger alone is that Cereus de anima doppelgangers can only live for a month without killing their original and absorbing the rest of their essence. However, if the original plant isn't taken care of with a special venom you can only obtain from certain creatures in the Forest of the Fisher King, the problem will just keep happening over and over until the city is overrun and becomes nothing but a breeding ground for the flower and its replicas. MOD NOTES: • All test drive prompts are open to anyone in the game at any time to create your own logs with, but this post should have top-levels by potential new characters only. Current characters may reply to any threads, but should not top-level comment on this post. • If your application is accepted, you may accept TDM threads as game canon as long as both players consent. Characters may begin threading as soon as their journal is accepted to the communities. • You can have any animal-style poncho you want! They are themed, not made from actual animals. No animals have been harmed in the making of these ponchos!! • TIMELINE: The resolution to the third prompt will be in April's event! The first two prompt sets will be during the first week of the month. The doppelganger problem and obnoxious traveling and research will be occurring for the second and third weeks of the month. • People with green magic may be able to fill something off about the doppelgangers, but may not be able to identify what it is right away. Blood mages will be able to feel that their blood feels the same as the original as they are essentially copies. Cognitive people will be able to use their magic normally except for hypnotic suggestion- the doppelgangers are immune to it, so while you may be able to find other ways to out them, hypnotizing people to tell the truth won't work this time. Doppelgangers are made from the essence of the person, so they will be able to access their phones and accounts. Note that the Cereus de Anima and doppelgangers are not fairies and cannot be contracted with. If a Death Mage attempts to possess a doppelganger, it will technically come in contact with the doppelganger's vine and may end up with more than one doppelganger depending on how many times they try it. Siphon magic can be used to destroy a doppelganger easily, however, the essence that was stolen from the original's soul may be destroyed in the process so it is not recommended as the original may start to feel as though they are no longer a whole person. • If nothing here tickles your fancy, try one of this month's Quests for your TDM prompt. • The first "Arrival" prompts are present on every TDM, but contain seasonal tweaks for flavor. All other prompts will change monthly. Make sure to read the Red Spring section on this month's even if you're normally familiar-- the springs are closed this month, check out the alternate prompts! • Questions about this TDM's content? Comment here! If you have a question about the game at-large, please head over to the FAQ.

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Steven Quartz Universe || Steven Universe: Future

[universebound]

[The Caravan to Camelot]

After the unexpected splash and hike, Steven was glad to get some kind of a break and explanation. What he wasn’t as happy about was the idea that he had to save his universe again. Different threat, same end goal, huh?

If there was one thing he was glad about, it was that he wasn’t alone in this. Some part of him felt guilty, but the relief at not being alone almost overshadowed it.

While he waited for the caravan to depart, Steven approached one of the horses and was about to pet them. That was, until he noticed another person nearby. “Oh! Um…” Slowly, his hands retreated into his pockets. “Did you want to pet them first?” He offered a sheepish smile, though there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

[The Red Spring]

Whoever he ended up sharing the room with, Steven didn’t particularly mind. If they wanted, he’d didn’t mind talking or playing any of the games provided. Might as well get to know his new roommate, right?

But even his patience (and nerves) had limits, so he found his way to the salt cave. He took in a deep breath of the salt crystals, trying to force himself to relax even before he laid down in a recliner.

As he stared at the “stars”, he noticed they spelled out stressed. He grumbled a bit under his breath, half trying to shrink away from the exposing word. “I’m not, I’m fine. It’s fine. Everything’s fine.” In the back of his mind, however, he knew his therapist would be disappointed with him, if his friends and family weren’t.

[Training Grounds]

It was...weird. Steven didn’t have any of his powers-another factor he’s trying to contend with among everything else-but they had magic here, right? That was what Archimedes said, anyways. But how would they even use it? Did the magic here work like his powers-based off of his stupid strong emotions?

It was those questions that drove him to the training grounds. Some part of him was nervous, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t excited, either. Back home, he had to learn how to use his powers on his own, and while he wasn’t keen on having to learn all new powers, he hoped having an actual teacher would help the process.

After a bit, he managed to create a small light in his hands. He gasped, his eyes showing pure glee and wonder. Gems might’ve had hard light bodies, and Pearl could make holo-Pearls, but for some reason, this sparked such excitement in him, not unlike the first time he managed to summon his shield.

“I did it!” He showed off the small light in his hands to his fellow training partner. The pride and childlike wonder filled his gaze, his mind racing with thoughts. How could he use this power? What could he do? How far could he go?

Realizing the other person was probably not as interested as he was in his discovery, he closed his hands together, face quickly turning red as he looked at the ground. “Er, sorry. I uh…” He cleared his throat. “Did you figure out what you can do yet?”

[It Figures...]

After Steven’s had his fun with the games, he ends up looking at the figurines. There were alot that caught his eye. Too much, maybe. He wasn’t sure what to get first, if anything.

All seemed fine, until the flood came. He wasted no time getting himself and whoever was lucky enough to be near him to safety. “Everyone-” And there’s a blackout.

Great.

Steven wasted no time creating a small light. “What’s next, space pirates?” He asked under his breath. A part of him was certain he shouldn’t be tempting fate, but knowing his luck, he was half certain something else was going to happen.

[Wild Card!]

(Got something else in mind? Wanna use a prompt not included here? Feel free to come up with your own starter or PM me for plotting!)

Caravan

[roseeclair]

Makoto had actually been just been looking over the lines, trying to see if she somehow missed someone from home arriving, when a new voice catches her attention.

"Oh no, you can go first, I was just spacing out!" She gives him a warmer smile. "Seriously, go for it. They're super friendly."

Scott Summers/Cyclops | X-Men: Evolution

[looks_can_kill]

Soaking in Your Arrival

If Scott had a nickel for every time he'd been plunged into a giant body of water without any warning, he'd have two nickels. Which wasn't a lot, but it was kind of weird it'd happened twice. This was the inane thought that crossed his mind as his lungs burned and he kicked wildly back to the surface.

Once he broke through, he took in a ragged gasp and immediately reached for his face, relief rolling through him as he realized his sunglasses had survived the impact. That was the last thing he needed, to be completely blind in a strange situation.

The shore wasn't far off, and he ignored his aching muscles as he powered his way to land. There were some strange-looking animals in the water, somewhat reminiscent of manatees, but he wasn't going to stick around long enough to find out if they were as gentle as the regular ones. Once on land, he took a few moments to sit on the beach and breathe, trying to analyze the other people around him stuck in the same predicament.

"Not how I planned to start my day..."

The Caravan to Camelot

After drying off and making his way up the stairs, things didn't get any easier. The device he was handed didn't look quite like a phone (way too big to fold!), but he shoved it in his pocket anyway. The earbuds might come in handy, but he didn't have any music players with him, either.

Scott wasn't sure what items would be waiting for him when he inspected the uh, "Stuff" Box, but he was pleasantly surprised to find his visor among his possessions. Especially since there was some sort of time distortion going on, he figured he'd have to help out in a battle eventually. That was why there was this fancy-looking bird on his shoulder, right? A so-called familiar?

Then there was the poncho, red and covered with spots like... a ladybug? Anyone within earshot would definitely hear him muttering to himself, "Yeah. I'm not wearing this."

The Red Spring

The training grounds were the most familiar thing about this place so far. Scott hung on the sidelines for a bit, watching others take on the obstacle course and taking aim at targets. If this was indoors and had some cybernetic arms flying around, he would've thought he was doing exercises in the Danger Room.

More people were starting to show up, so it was time to get down to business. He strode up to the obstacle course confidently, ready to put all of Professor Xavier's training to good use.

Wild Card

[Open to suggestions!]

The Red Spring

[darkestbefore]

[ Having only been here a few weeks now herself, Yona was still getting the hang of her new magics and was a frequent visitor to the training grounds. While she's not in the obstacle course, she'd settled down nearby to focus on summoning various elements because her new magic was proving to be... unpredictable, at best.

Which is why, despite the careful concentration she'd been working with, Scott might hear a slightly panicked- ] Look out! [ -a moment before a ball of water comes flying right at his face.

...at least it wasn't fire? ]

Billy Kaplan | Marvel 616 | CRAU

[actualwizard]

Arrival: Mix of A & B

[ At this point in his life falling from the sky into a body of water isn’t really that surprising. Neither is suddenly appearing in a new world. This is his third rodeo. What is surprising is that no amount of wishing seems to be doing anything to slow his fall or keep him dry. Concerning.

Snuggles by a green manatee, and then greeted on the shore by a tiny dragon looking thing (a Wyvern, Billy). Also concerning. ]

Does anyone else have any idea what’s going on?

[ He keeps his eyes peeled for a familiar face- any familiar face. Hell he’d take Emma Frost at this point just to have someone to talk to. Or Cyclops. He hates Scott Summers.

And then someone does tell them all what’s going on. World saving, learning magic, familiars, Camelot. ]

Well, the world saving and the magic is familiar at least. What happens if I already knew magic before I got here?

[ Not that it seems to be working. At all. And he’s not gonna lie, he’s feeling a bit adrift without it. ]

Games Knights

[ Fate or whatever dragged him here definitely had his interests in mind. Why else would he arrive in time for a gaming convention? It had been years since he’d been home long enough to go to a con, which meant he was definitely checking this world’s out.

He might not be a LARPer (he dressed up as a superhero for a living, it just seemed way too on the nose, even if his (ex)boyfriend might have something to say about that if he was here), but he was definitely into checking out all the video games. And whatever merchandise was on sale.

And if he happened to pull someone up on a table when it started to flood- well maybe he could get his new magic to work long enough to actually do something useful. Maybe. ]

Wildcard.

[ Have something else in mind? Go wild. Wanna hit me up to discuss? Here ya go courtings
AN: Billy’s feelings toward Scott Summers are his own and this author does not share them. ]

Wildcarding it >.>

[darkestbefore]

[ Yona is at the inn when the carriages arrive with the newest arrivals, even if she hadn't precisely intended for that to be the case. Although the string of carriages letting out their bedraggled looking passengers - all of them looking a little worse for wear after their arrival in the lake - had been pretty hard to miss.

Her own familiar, a tiny little dragon that most often stays curled around her shoulders, had been dozing there now that she was out of the rain, but it suddenly picks its head up with a curious little chirp and takes off, darting through the people as if in search of something. ]

Ade! No, wait!

[ The little blue-scaled dragon flits through the people until it comes to stop before an unfamiliar figure, spotting another miniature dragon-shape and chirping at it in excitement. Chasing after her own familiar, Yona stumbles to a stop in front of the pair and shoots the unfamiliar boy a sheepish smile. ]

Ah, sorry about that. He very much has a mind of his own.

Drake Mallard / Darkwing Duck | DuckTales 2017 | Light Magic/Siphon Magic

[flapsin]

A. The Red Spring [Darkwing]

[A duck dressed all in purple, complete with a mask, crawls out of the lake after being pushed to the bank by a mossatee. He coughs while trying to make sense of the situation!]

Did anyone... get the number... of that boat? [He says, while sputtering out water, before he falls over. The duck's head is bare at the moment, as his hat has ended up head of the helpful mossatee that is now drifting along the surface of the water.]

B. Game On [Drake]

[If he had to be taken to another world, he's glad that it was just in time for some kind of convention! Drake is a nerd at heart, after all. Even though this world might not have Darkwing Duck, he's sure he can find something else to geek out about!

And so, ordinary civilian Drake Mallard is checking out CameCon. He'll take in all the sights and eventually look over the area with the magical video games. He's not as devoted to video games as he is to shows like Darkwing Duck, but he's definitely excited by the chance of trying out one of these games!]

Wow. Okay, I've got to try one of these! [He turns to the nearest person.] Whaddya say, wanna play a game?

[Fighting, racing, rhythm dance, freestyle gaming - he'll try any of the options out!]

C. All Washed Up [Darkwing]

[Eventually, the convention hall starts flooding! And there's a blackout! Very bad things to happen at a convention and together at the same time in general. But it is a good opportunity to let this place's newest protector be known! And a chance to test out his new magic. So he poses dramatically atop a table and makes a faint light appear around himself as he makes his dramatic declaration.]

I am the terror that flaps in the night!
I am the single crease that drives villainy out of mind condition...
I am Darkwing Duck!

[A rush of water almost immediately falls down on him, knocking him over and washing him off of the table. He feels like he's gotten more soaked in this week then in his entire lifetime!]

D. Make it Double [Darkwing/Doppelganger]

[It's not hard for Darkwing Duck to find work to do around here. With those vines sprouting up everywhere, Darkwing almost feels that Bushroot has ended up here too! One can find the real Darkwing struggling to break free from some vines - or they can accompany him later on when he embarks on a quest to defeat the source of those vines.

Or, one can meet the doppelganger that appears in the area shortly after the real one leaves. This imposter Darkwing patrols at all times of day, intent on keeping order and peace in the city. And boosting his popularity! Find him perching atop a random rooftop, or he'll go to accost anyone who seems suspicous. Or he may approach a random person in the street at some point.]

Good day, citizen! I'm here to see if there's any evils that are plaguing you, and to get rid of them! [He grins smugly.] Or is it a selfie you want? I know, I know, I am the one and only Darkwing Duck. I'm feeling generous today, so you could have one for free!

E. Wildcard

[Feel free to come up with an alternate prompt or hit me up for plotting! Also handwaving around his familiar for now due to being undecided.]

Make it Double / Doppleganger

[konpeito_aji]

I don't know what a selfie is, but can I have an autograph?

[Honestly, because why not? No, he's never heard of the mallard, but he's met warlords in stranger ways.]

hypnos | hades ( game ) | ota

[verytired]

I. SPLASH

[ One minute - he's napping - the next he's crashing into cool water by surprise. Is this what Zagreus feels like every time he dies? How come he doesn't have anyone greeting him when he wakes up in the chilly waters and is pulled to land by -- manatees? There's an awful lot of sunlight compared to what he's used to. He's able to determine this absolutely isn't Hades - it has none of the charm.

So far it's just him, a severed connection to his true abilities, and sopping wet clothing.

As he makes his way to shore, he takes a solid look around. He doesn't ask for directions, instead is able to figure out exactly where he's meant to go next. He sees other people? Humans? Maybe. Making their way up stairs and there's a small laugh. ]

Do they really expect us to go up these?

[ He's going to need a nap after this. ]

II. COUCHLESS CO-OP

[ He's absolutely never played a video game before in his life. However, he's curious about this entire event which doesn't involve going out and doing actual fighting. He's completely, totally here for gaming like this. He's most interested in the fighting style games - especially the one that produces an illusion. So, still slouched over while under an oversized jacket. He'll ask someone to join him - ]

Let's play. Be sure to go easy on me.

[ He laughs. ]

III. NETWORK | un: hypnos

Wow this is some impressive technology! It turns out people are pretty creative and inventive when they're left to their devices. Since I'm new, I want to ask - is it always so wet here? I just need to know if I should be prepared. I don't really like waking up to a room full of water. No offense meant if that's your thing!

Also taking suggestions for what to name my familiar.

He's a sheep if that makes a difference.

Oh, and does the name Nyx ring any bells to anyone here?

IV. WILDCARD

Got another idea? Want me to write you up something special? Hit me up agalio or Undercuts#6759.

[inevitablerest]

[He sees Hypnos from the other end of the beach. Even with the number of people here, how could he fail to recognise his own brother? It looks like he's stepped onto the sand in much the same condition that Thanatos did when he arrived, and though he's actually pleased to see the god of sleep standing there he's never been a particularly demonstrative sort.

His familiar has no such compunction. Reacting to the thoughts and emotions of its master the three-headed hound bounds across the sand and goes barrelling into Hypnos with very little warning, attempting to lick his face.

... ugh.

Thanatos clenches his jaw and follows the path his familiar took. That dog...]

Merisia Thenel | Final Fantasy XIV

[likescaves]

[ Arrival ]

[ Could today possibly get any worse? No. No, it could not.

For one, Merisia can't swim. That makes the whole "suddenly finding yourself submerged in a lake" thing kind of problematic. If she's thankful for the assistance in getting her ashore, she's not showing it, either because she's too grumpy about being soaked in the first place or because she's too busy coughing and sputtering. Her Carbuncle, meanwhile, didn't seem to have any issues with the water whatsoever, calmly shaking off once they were on dry land.

...odd. She didn't have Carbuncle summoned before she suddenly found herself submerged in that mystery lake. At least, she's pretty sure she didn't. ]

Damn it all, I've had enough mysteries for one day.

[ And water. Way too much water. Eugh. ]


[ Couchless Co-Op ]

[ One might think that someone as grumpy and prickly as Merisia wouldn't be a big fan of large gatherings. And they'd be right. They might also assume that she's not really one to like being in the spotlight. And they'd be right. They might also assume she wouldn't enjoy something like dancing. That's where they'd be wrong.

Merisia stretches her arms out, glancing over at her dance partner with a smirk on her face. ]

Think you can keep up?


[ The Answer Is No ]

[ Merisia already isn't a fan of the forest. She never liked Gridania, she never liked the Black Shroud (although the Sylph were fine; Merisia enjoys a bit of mischief herself from time to time), and if anyone ever suggested she take up gardening she'd offer them some very unflattering remarks in return. But plants that create doppelgangers? She'd rather go back to the Shroud, honestly.

And unfortunately for her, it seems her doppelganger is already running amok, and she has yet to develop the skills to defend herself in this world. Luckily, she's faster than she looks, and you might notice a greyish blur darting down a road and swiftly hiding in the nearest alley. If you make eye contact, she'll quickly motion for you to shut up before she warily casts her attention back to the road. She's in the clear for now, but who knows how long it'll stay that way.... ]


[ Not-So-Humble Bumble ]

[ And on your left, you'll see an example of someone who really was not prepared to relocate magical bees. A certain someone who is maybe two feet tall now. ]

This better be temporary or I'm going to swat every last one of you, you flying pieces of chocobo sh-

[ Whatever else she had to say is cut off by her slipping and falling into a shallower part of the hot springs with a yelp. She's able to climb back out, luckily; but she's...well, she's no longer in any shape to relocate any bees. She could use some help, be it to help return her to her original size or to complete the task at hand. Preferably both, but if she had to pick one she'd settle for the former. Just get her out of this mess already. ]

couchless co-op

[incompletely]

[ At first, Tenn opts not to play any of the games -- not even the dancing one, which he'd be a natural at. Instead, he's choosing to watch from afar, standing near the back with his arms folded over his chest. Naturally, he's assessing everyone's abilities, trying to see who else may be in his realm of expertise. It's that, however, that gets one of the convention goers to challenge Tenn after seeing his scrutinizing gaze.

He sighs, and after a little bit of back and forth, Tenn steps up to the platform, standing next to his opponent who's looking over at him with a smirk. Tenn's not feeling particularly chipper about this, but he's not going to be rude; he simply glances over at her. ]

You'll see.

[ He turns to look forward again. ]

Go ahead. Start it.

Micah | Rune Factory 3

[goldenfleece]

[ Arrival ]

[ This is not the first time Micah has found himself in an unfamiliar place, but at least this time he didn't lose his memory on the way in. He's not the best swimmer, but he manages just fine, not even thinking twice to get some help from the mossatees in getting ashore. He's not especially happy to be soaked, but he'll manage. He's dealt with worse, after all. Micah's not sure where the wooly following him around came from, but he's happy for the company.

Despite being cautious, Micah ends up slipping and falling right off the side of the stairs with a startled yelp. For a moment, he's worried that the giant sand hand means him harm, but in a few moments he finds himself placed right back on the stairs where he fell from. ]

Uh...thanks for saving me!

[ And then it pats him on the head before disappearing. D'aww. ]

That was...weird. But whatever it was, I'm glad it's friendly.

[ He's had weirder, but that won't stop him from commenting. ]


[ Caravan ]

[ By some stroke of luck - or misfortune, depending on how you look at it - Micah ended up with a sheep poncho. Seems a bit on the nose, to him, and he looks a bit antsy when wearing it, but he calms down fairly quickly when he notices everyone else wearing one. Learning the circumstances of his home world doesn't help very much, either.

It's not long before Micah finds his way over to the horses to say hello, giving them some well-meaning and gentle pets. ]

Well, I'm glad I'm not the only new person here. But it's still a lot to take in... I guess I'll have to make the best of it.

[ Is he talking to himself or the horse? ...it's a bit hard to tell, but it probably doesn't matter all that much. In reality he's just reflecting on things out loud to himself more than anything, but it probably looks strange to anyone watching. ]

But still... Learning magic, huh? I guess none of the magic I already knew works here.


[ Couchless Co-op ]

[ Micah isn't quite sure he gets these games, but...that big open world game looks pretty cool! He ends up spending most of his time exploring and doing some experimenting. Except, without realizing it, he just managed to get in trouble with the cops in the game by way of accidentally setting off an explosion. ]

Uh-oh.

[ So now he's frantically running away because he doesn't know what else to do and he still isn't used to the game yet. If anything, it's probably really funny to watch him panic over this, but he still needs a bit of help with his getaway. ]


[ Vines ]

[ Hostile plants? Nothing new to Micah. Hostile plants that are friendly at the same time? Yeah, that one's new, but it's no less troublesome. Unfortunately for Micah, what magic he does have isn't particularly destructive enough to get him free (or if it is, he doesn't know how to use it that way quite yet). So now he's stuck in a tree, trying to find a way out of these vines, without much success.

They moment he sees someone, he doesn't hesitate to call out. ]

Hey! Over here!

[ You might need to look up, but there he is: a young blonde man stuck in a tree thanks to some vines. ]

Can you help me get down from here? I'm stuck and they won't let go!

[ He really should've brought a sword or something. ]


[ Wildcard! ]

[ You do you! Feel free to PM me if you've got something in mind! ]

Caravan

[konpeito_aji]

[Oda Nobunaga's wearing a falcon poncho, but it does little to disguise the armor or sword and gun at his hip.]

You knew magic before, truly?

Hajime Ichinose | Gatchaman Crowds

[birdstheword]

✂︎---A [Red Spring--- Sand Cave]

[It’s been a crazy day even for Hajime. Being dropped into a magical world’s lake was not at all what she expected. Everything that’s been explained to her is a lot to take in after everything that’s happened in her own world but a Gatchaman’s job is never done. Heroes never give up after all.

She’s still adjusting to everything, taking it all in with wonder and curiosity. This world is exciting! She wants to explore! But for now, she is enjoying the salt cave.

She wiggles her toes, the feeling of the soft sand between them feels good. She gives a happy squeal before looking up at the ceiling. She giggles and nudges the nearest person before pointing up at the ‘stars’.]

Hey, hey! Do you think it can make pictures too? I’ve only seen words but I don’t think that’d be too far off considering everything that’s happened today!

✂︎---B [Couchless Co-Op]

[Hajime is having the time of her life dancing away to the beat to something that she swear she's played back home in the arcades. Or something similar to itat least! She’s not too bad either but it’s clear she’s doing it more to have fun than to get a really score high. Doing steps and striking moves. It's so cool!

Its when she spots someone passing by and her eyes meet theirs for just for the briefest moment that she steps out quickly to grab at their hand. Your hand.]

Hi there! Nice to meet you, I'm Hajime!

[Grabbing said hand she will bounce it with a very over the top hand shake that oozes with enthusiasm]

You should give it a try to! C’mon, C’mon! It’s so much fun! Even more fun with a buddy!

[She’s just going to gently start pulling the potential new pal onto the stage to join her.]

Do you know how to dance?

✂︎---C [Keep Your Vines to Yourselves]

[Hajime might of gotten herself caught up in the friendly vines. She had tried to question the vines about the citizens and eventually got caught up in them herself. She doesn't put too much of a struggle, she doesnt need the vine wrapping her up more or getting too touchy.

At least the plant don't seem to be hurting anyone right now. Its just...really friendly.
But Hajime can't spend all day just hanging upside down. Her cheeks puff with air as she thinks. But it isn't long before she spots someone in the distance or passing by. She perks up!]

Hey! Up here, Up here! Yoohoo! Heyyyyy!

[She frantically waves her only free arm. It makes her swing a little bit from the movement.]

A little bit help here if you can? I'm getting a incy wincy lightheaded up here

✂︎---D [Wildcard]

(( Nothing sticks out to you? What something else? Feel free to toss anything at me! Do your own starter or just hit me up here or on plurk at skytied ))

B

[pirateofdragons]

[Jae-ha is taken aback when his hand is suddenly grabbed and well--okay.

This girl is enthusiastic.

He's a little bemused.]

Dancing is one thing, but I'm unfamiliar to what these are.

[They don't have machines like this back home, after all.]

Adelle Ein | Bravely Default II

[everydayeveryway]

[ooc: I know this canon is new! Will try to keep spoilers to a minimum and tag them if they come up.]

A. Arriving! Wetly!

[A bedraggled, silver-haired young woman with blue eyes rises out of the water. She has some unknightly muck on her shoulder -- when she fell down, she hit the bottom, and came up with it. Her fingers catch some of it... then flick it off with a motion.]

Yuuuuck! [Oh, that's a little loud.

Then she groans loudly.] Aah, what's the big idea? That wasn't what I'd call a refreshing dip! That-- [Then, there's a couple of slow blinks. She hesitates -- her eyes close, like she's checking something inwardly -- and then looks around her.]

...this... isn't home, is it.

B. Fleeing! Wetly!

[Camelot's not quite what Adelle thought it'd be. It's like home, but it's so different too. She isn't quite familiar with the types of technology here. But the convention, well, that's something she understands! Shopping, colorful costumes (and she understands them generally, if not specifically), and getting to look around.

She stands over a figurine, holding it in her hands. She grins down at it.] Ah ah, you're mine now! This could get addictive. And it's so good that I'm all dry--

[The flood comes. It breaks down a door, catches her, and washes her away, with a: WAAAAAAaaaa...aaaaaaaa.. ...aaaaaah! that echoes on.

And on.]

C. Slashing! Not wetly at all!

[After all that, maybe a walk in the forest would be nice.

Which is how Adelle has found herself in the forest, with a couple of vines holding her upside down. It's a gentle sort of upside down -- a little like a kid holding their toy (and the irony that Adelle held the figure she bought like this is, at the moment lost on her) -- but inconvenient all the same. She yelps at it.

And then slashes at the vines with a sword she picked up. The blade chops at the vine, but doesn't quite strike true. She... well, it's a little hard to aim like this...]

C!

[damn_kitsune]

[Mitsuhide was also in the forest at the time, though his purpose was to investigate the missing townsfolk. He was half surprised and half amused when he came across the girl hanging upside down from the vines.]

Oh my, it looks like you got yourself in some predicament. [He said with a that sly smile he uses to hide what he was thinking.]

Do you need help getting down?

Wei Wuxian | CQL/MDZS (mostly CQL)

[raveyardpatriarch]

Arrival A

Wei Wuxian, for the nth time, is falling. This takes just long enough (for him, specifically) to think that he should probably be acclimated to this by now, before he lands.

Which is something of a misnomer; there is water and it is not as temperate as his still half-conscious mind expects, and he splutters in shocked indignation. That sinking feeling just got a lot more literal, at least until lake-honed instincts kick in and drive him back to the surface. Though, preferring answers to air, Wei Wuxian is quick to dive again, albeit briefly, and get...some bearings. Not even close to a full set, but that probably isn't in the cards.

"Is hell like an ocean now? Probably not, but I bet that would streamline some things." He'll certainly suggest it if he ever gets a chance. This seems like an ocean for alive things though, if those...alive things are any indication. So, just an ocean-ocean? "Could be a lot worse, honestly."

Arrival B

'Could be a lot worse' is turning into something of a mantra, for Wei Wuxian. The Shit Box (now that's one way to name things) turns up a couple of old friends, which he takes with an awkward glance around to ensure this doesn't inspire, say, panic or mob justice. It's unlikely to, and that's an odd thought, but not an unwelcome one, even if he still hurries to tuck flute and sword both into his soggy belt with a grimace.

The poncho, on the other hand...well, he'll take it. And keep it, but in kind of an unused ball, which is mentally what he is doing with that whole explanation as well. Kind of a juggling exercise, both ways. On second thought, he will just worm his way into the poncho, actually. "Why not."

Arrival C

This is a good cave, and Wei Wuxian is not coming out. Possibly ever, certainly not til he's done some VERY necessary processing. He knows caves, and this one is top of the 'most eligible cave' list, due to the lack of monsters, homicidal instruments, and traumatic memories. What training grounds? The only thing better than this would be to sleep under real stars, possibly with liquor at hand. And that would only be better because those don't ever say words, but hey, who's even looking? Not Wei Wuxian. Don't @ him he's chillin.

Arrival C

[sulit]

Well, he might not be here for the training grounds, but Klaudia she is. She's not a new arrival by any means, but she's got this nifty new Light magic, courtesy of that spring festival. So why not use a service if it's being offered? They're not going to know one way or another. Probably.

That said, she's not training at the moment. She's poking about in the salt cave for interesting new things to try her alchemy on. She could use normal salt from a normal cave, but how boring is that? Too boring for her tastes. So she's collecting salt and sand and whatever else she can stuff into some spare pouches, all from a cave with magical sparkles in the ceiling. And she'd probably take those too, if she could reach them.

Well, maybe she can reach them, but the best spot to transfigure some kind of landing up to the ceiling is presently being occupied by a guy in a donkey poncho. She's stands there with her hands on her hips and watches him for a moment, but if he doesn't take notice, then she'll speak up:

"Hmm, a cave donkey. I've never seen one in the wild before. I thought they stayed in grassy fields with open skies and a bunch of plant life to munch on."

blake belladonna | rwby (vol. 8, ch. 12)

[committing]

» 1. arrival. a (plunge) to b (caravan) / network & log

[ "Do not fall."

They're the last words Blake hears before she steps through the portals meant to spirit the citizens of Atlas and Mantle to safety; the ones ringing in her ears as she plunges into the waters of the Bay and feels herself tugged upwards by the hand of a dark, wavering shadow that disappears when she breaks the surface. She coughs, draws breath; she yells for her teammates; she sees no one but unknowns, nothing that looks like the space she'd expected. What could have gone wrong? Where are her friends?

Her fear and dread are calmed quickly enough by the friendly manatees bearing her to shore, the explanation she and the other new arrivals are given by Archimedes; and with Gambol Shroud (her weapon) and her (predictably dead) communications Scroll back in hand, she combs the Cliffs for any sign of the friends that should have come with her. It's a small comfort that time's frozen on the other end of the portal Blake has just used.

As soon as her carriage arrives in Camelot, she sets up camp at a café called PHOENIX ROOST and sends out the following message on every piece of the network she can figure out how to access: ]

Ruby, Weiss, Yang, Penny -- if any of you can see this, please call me here. [ The "here" hyperlinks to her number. If she starts getting spam or strange calls, she'll simply apply for a new one. ]

[ To any patrons of the café, Blake sure looks like she could use a chamomile. The (extremely comfortable) cat ear hoodie should tip her off as a fresh arrival. ]


» 2. arrival. c (red spring) / log; first come, first serve for any potential roommate

[ Upon arriving at the Red Spring midway to Camelot, Blake books it to her room and flat-out collapses on the twin bed closest to the door. The constant whiplash she's experienced these past few days back home -- from hope to angst to determination to despair, over and over and over -- feels all the more exhausting set against a spa experience in a peaceful resort, given that her life's been a war zone in a world on the brink of collapse for months on end now. The softness of the sheets just makes her body ache all the more.

She falls asleep with Gambol Shroud tucked beneath her pillow, a shadow -- her familiar, apparently -- playing guard by the door. It might not be a good idea for the other occupant of Blake's room to come in while she's sleeping, unless it's immediately clear to her that they're non-threatening... ]


» 3. arrival. c (red spring) / log

[ Eventually, Blake makes it to the salt caves. The play of light on the rock walls is as beautiful and calming as advertised, and Blake sees the words she's long associated with her teammates flicker in and out of the rock face -- purity for Ruby, defiance for Weiss, strength for Yang, and for Penny -- though it may as well be for them all -- friend. For what feels like the first time since her team had started the chain of events that had sent them all to Atlas, Blake wonders to what extent these words still fit her loved ones -- given all they'd gone through, how they'd changed.

What word suits herself? To Blake's surprise, the 'stars' supply trusting. She's had a lot of trouble with that in the past; to see it here, now, alone and far from home, makes her eyes itch. ]

( note: "2" is actually set before "1." vol. 8, ch. 12 will have come out exactly a month ago as of april 13th, so my hope is that this complies with the "new canon" rule. let me know if otherwise! )

1

[incinerators]

[ She may not be Ruby, Yang, Weiss, or Penny, but Pyrrha happens to check the network minutes after Blake's message goes up. Her eyebrows rise with intrigue, because those are definitely names she knows from home. Whoever's looking for them is in luck, because Ruby, Yang, and Weiss are here; Pyrrha has a small hunch of who this might be, but she can't be sure. This may just be a very odd coincidence, after all.

Tentatively, she replies to the post. Her identity should be obvious, given that her username on the network is just pyrrha. ]

If you're looking for Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, and Yang Xiao Long specifically, they're all here. This is Pyrrha Nikos speaking.

Welcome to Camelot.

Mona Megistus | Genshin Impact

[lunarchain]

A ⦿ Soaking Crashing in Your Arrival -

Except that she were riding the winds upon her Glider and she crashes.

[ Mona did not suspect anything at first, after jumping off the mountains of Dragonspire. Collecting from its tops the freshest bit of snow for her later reading that evening. It was normal that these mountains were often covered in clouds so thick your own view down below would be altered in its entirety. However, she suspected something was amidst as the world around her felt - farther out than she quite remembered it. Let alone completely changed, when all that were below had been a lake rather large. As well as grassy green spring like terrain abundant around the lake itself.

Did Barbatos course her winds elsewhere? Far too busy with what she could make of the situation. Bewildered when a single lunar moth had gently glided before her, seemingly attempting to lead her where she need go. The woman could not suspect anything ill were about to take place.

Although she were an exceptional Glider, enjoying the winds against her skin and clamoring to high places with lofty whim of her acrobatics. It would seem when she were not plundering down below, the tricky little fae folk of the lake felt annoyed at this curious woman so lucky to have been gliding down. It would seem, with some help of the wind Fae. They wished to disrupt this little floating dandelion, send her floating away as a proper greeting into this new land. Sure enough, the warm wind suddenly took her from her place and off the woman went with a loud yelp.

Although she were not bound for the water - she were instead bound for another person and with as much as her senses she could muster. Mona cried out - ] WATCH OUT!

B ⦿ Arthurian RP in your Arthurian RP

[ Mona decides that, in order to learn more about the world.. Watching historical re-enactments of the place she were in now. Would be her best bet. She was acquitted her book from her original world, and the magical instruments to scry with. However, they did not help in a place where stars were not her own and she had to learn from scratch. All over again, what each constellation meant or would mean. This bothered her greatly, she were a useless scientist in a world where her rules and her science did not matter.

It offended her and hurt her personally, because her namesake and existence came from the fact that her Astrology and truth seeking. Were put back several years and now she needed to relearn the foundations and basics. The Great Astrologist, Mona Megistus - no longer as great. Now in this world, she were less an observer and a stranger attempting to once again fit in. It was not so rattling, especially with the promise of knowledge before her and her drive as a truth seeker etched forth eagerly. If not obsessively so, as such her interest in wanting to understand more about 'Arthurian Lore.' Came about with the want to understand how this world work - the magic therein.

Start from scratch. The Legend of King Arthur:

So we give you this girl, who very well studied her Arthurian Lore. Many books mind you, and has it open in front of her at the sidelines. Looking downtrodded at the inaccuracies displaced in your acting! ]

No, no, no you have it wrong. In order for King Arthur to have won that War he begged Queen Guinevere to speak to Lancelot on his behalf!

[ It's important to note with the one million versions and telling's of King Arthur, Mona isn't right persee. She supposes the book she is following her in question is though in a way. ]


A ⦿ Keep Your Vines to Yourselves

I want you to understand this was not my intention. [ She began with her arms crossed, looking down at you from above. ] I-I merely wished to understand more about these specimen and the magic that they curated. As it were, they grabbed me and are clutching me rather tightly. I am certain that they have ripped my tights as well and I am very upset over this.

So.

If you would be so kind.

As to get me down.

You have my eternal thanks.

[ The vines were tightly bound about her and seemingly cradling her rather excitedly! They even tried to tickle her themselves, to which Mona smacked it gently and began talking toward the strip of vine as if she were its mother. ]

That is NOT appropriate do not touch me, did I say that you could? Now give me my hat back - Yes Now!!

C ⦿ The Answer is No warning;; fighting implied & kinda crack .

"I am the Great Mona Megistus. The greatest Astrologist Known in all of Teyvat. The Old hag only wishes she could do as much as I could. Of course, she cannot."

[ Mona was tired - the actual one staring in disbelief at the woman who were herself sitting upon a ledge. Flicking her hair the moment that the two locked eyes with one another. Real Mona, seemed exhausted and her stockings were tattered and she were in disbelief over what she saw. At this point she wanted to just - go home. She would rather go back to Fontaine where her Master were and confess that she read her book along with all the secrets within it. If it mean't not dealing with the whole world she were dealing with now. ]

That's not. No. Do not talk about her like that, she is the reason why you are even - I mean I AM. Where I am today.

[ The doppelganger jumps down with a flair and a bit of excitement that actual Mona seemed to have lost ever since she arrived at this new world, "Is that not how you actually feel about her?" No it was not, Mona felt that way because of her own criticisms and truthfully only Mona felt herself allowed to speak down about the woman who taught her and raised her. Immediately her hand reaches out and slaps the Doppelganger across the face. Annoyed. Exhausted.

Needless to say the other slaps back, and now after about a moment of staring angrily at each other. The two have entered in a bit of a cat fight, lots of hair pulling, slapping, grumbling at each other. A shouting match over the matter regarding their Teacher along with their studies in science. It can easily be ended if someone who knows better wants to end the doppelgangers life - though the issue there is figuring out who is real and the fake. ]

X ⦿ Wildcard .

C I can't resist

[konpeito_aji]

[Oda watches until they really start hair pulling and then he steps in, to try to separate the two women, though if either have magic, he knows he'll be in more trouble than trying to deal with ninja women blades (at least he has armor to help against that!)]

Stop it, you're setting a bad example for children. [Clearly disgusted tone! You're worse than children, hear that?? And this is coming from easily the most childish person here!]

Kumoko| So I'm a spider so what?

[powercreeper]

a. Arrival

[From the water crawls something strange! Not a person, nor a magical being, but rather a giant spider! About the size of a large dog, she crawls ashore soaking wet and looking more than a bit confused. When she had escaped the labyrinth she had expected to find herself near civilization, but not like this.

Certainly, this was a net positive change from battling for survival every moment of every day, but why here and why like this? She could figure that out after toweling herself off.]

B. Caravan

[You are sitting across from a giant spider with earbuds somehow affixed to the side of her head. She is staring intently at you, her eyes squinted and one of her front legs sat under what would be her chin. She looks as if she is trying to discern something about you through this act alone.]

Hmm, it's not working at all. Skills must be on the fritz.

[She knocks herself on the head as if trying to fix a television.]

c. Gaming

[Kumoko hadn't played any games in over a decade of being by herself in the labyrinth and took to the opportunity to play a game like a fish to water. In particular, her current body seemed, at least in her thinking, more than adept at playing a dancing game.

In practice, of course, flailing around with 8 legs on a dance pad simply doesn't work and without her parallel minds to control her movement she ends up on her back and struggling to right herself.]

Some help, please...

B!

[konpeito_aji]

[Now there's something you don't see every day. First, an oni. Then magic. Now this.]

[What's next?]

[Surprisingly tenderly, Oda reaches out a gentle hand to hold the leg that was being used to smack the spider's head.]

Don't hurt yourself.

[Can it speak? Human languages? Would Oda even know how to understand it? It's wearing the earbud things though so...? It seems to have some inkling of what its doing and how the technology operated. Probably. Maybe. Worth a shot.]

Yun Yifeng | A Sword of Frost | Alchemy+?

[badlypoisoned]

i: Arrival

[The water was a surprise and while Yun Yifeng could swim he was surprised when his qing gong didn't work and allow him to step on the surface of the water, falling through instead and inhaling water.

He might have been able to make it back up on his own but before he could do it, there's a creature under him, bringing him back up above the surface. He touched the grass on the creature's back almost wonderingly.]

Well...this is certainly different.


ii: Beach

[When he gets to the beach, another problem makes itself known. His complexion was pale from the cold but not just because when he makes it to the beach he suddenly bends over, his hand clamped over his mouth as a coughing fit starts up. It sounds wet and terrible. Someone may want to see if they can help with that.

Or maybe you arrive at the same time a white phoenix does, landing in front of him and letting off natural heat that seems to ease things a little. When he looked up, his vision is a little bleary but there's a white bird in front of him and for a moment he thought...]

Bai Niao?

iii: Time to Make a Noise Complaint

[After the initial coughing fit and all that unpleasantness, Yun Yifeng found himself very curious about what's going on.

If you were on the same caravan you'd find him playing around with his phone, happily turning the volume up and down as he messed around on it. Please excuse the noise...or don't excuse it and tell him off.

But what might be worse than the phone is what he finds in the Shit Box which makes his eyes light up. His sword is there but, more importantly, so is his guqin!

He pulls that out and lays it across his lap. Running his fingers over the strings gently with a smile.]

Ah, I'm glad I still have this. Pingle Wang would have been sad if I'd lost his gift.

zelda 🌼 the legend of zelda: breath of the wild

[lucubrates]

ARRIVAL;

I—
[ It is undeniably cold, like shards of ice pricking her skin, every inch of her body somehow frozen and burning at once. Zelda breathes in previous air in deep gulps, feeling the same way as she does when they've crossed the Gerudo Desert with a limited supply of water. Now that she's broken the surface, she feels exposed to the elements, the dress she's wearing stuck to her body and weighing her down. even as she's bumped into over and over by the... admittedly adorable creatures that shower her with attention, Zelda only has one thing on her mind. ]

Perhaps I should have taken Mipha up on her offer of swimming lessons.

[ She can hardly imagine how elegantly the Zora Princess might have handled that crash landing.

Sometime later, on the network comes a post from her Her Royal Highness herself. ]

Would one find need to become acquainted with such landings? I have some water based training, and so I was able to take care of myself, but in the future, should the matter repeat itself, I aim to be ready. Perhaps a neighbor might offer some insight?

II—
[ Sometime later, the crown Princess of Hyrule finds herself admittedly curious about the concept of sharing a room. It is remarkably simple, she knows, but she hs never so much as had a sleepover in her life. It's terribly curious, and she must admit she wishes to know more about her roommate. That said, hopefully you won't looking forward to having the bed furthest from the door, because Zelda leaves her things (two sets of clothing, really) upon it. Should you be the sort to argue that, it is certainly an option.

She also takes a horribly long time in the bathroom, but is that to be a shock when she's got so much hair? ]

III—
[ Caves are preferable to water in the moment, admittedly. The adventure of slinking deeper into one makes her think of the system beneath the castle and all the stories she's heard about it. If anything, there's almost an eagerness to her in this self-proposed exploration. She chooses, as such, to get down into the salt, caring little about her clothing as she kneels into it. The grains slip between her gloved fingers in a curious manner, the crystalline way they sparkle like jewels exciting and curious. ]

It's incredible— I can scarcely imagine the properties such salt could hold in it. I do not imagine it would work for augmenting one's abilities, no... Rather, the calming nature of them... Hm, it's a medicine all it's own, isn't it?

GAME (K)NIGHTS;

I—
[ The concrete has been outfitted with a quilt, thin and colorful though warm in it's shade choice. It's not her personal pick, though Zelda doesn't have an issue with that. She's sitting prim and proper, legs saddled to the side as she munches on some biscuits. A cup of tea is in her grip, too, and it's perhaps obvious from how she keeps her back straight and her aura is at once princess-like and curious, that this is not a new situation for her. She's observed people partaking in some swordplay before. However... ]

May I ask a question?

[ Assuming you utter a confirmation that sure, Zeldy, you can ask me anything you like, the blonde haired girl with long, droopy ears befitting of a Tolkien character cants her head, looking a mite perplexed. There's a crew of players on the stage, now, all of them eagerly engaged in the story. They seem quite familiar with it. ]

I confess... I know not what the Knights of the Round Table are. Would you be willing to teach me, for a moment, about them? [ She assumes, of course, that this is something she's lacking knowledge in. As usual. Feel free to lie to her. ]

SELFIES WITH SELKIES;

What experience have you in matters related to democracy and debate?

[ Zelda asks, plainly, walking closer to this supposed well of knowledge. Your character and Zelda have already been roped into this quest, deciding to see it through to the end. The princess holds her head high despite the fact she's looking down, green gaze fixed upon the grass that crunches below her feet. The lake is moments away, growing closer as they both walk, and she's the picture of confident elegance as she goes. Fake it 'til you make it, they say. Zelda, in this moment, is trying her hardest. It is not difficult to hold herself to commitments, but trying again after failure after failure after failure of summoning her own powers... still, she wants to solve this problem. It's in her nature. ]

I worry we may find ourselves needing a bit of charm to get through this.

WILDCARD;

[ if none of these prompts interest you, please feel free to hit me with your own prompt! you can also contact me to plot something out, or ask a question by hitting me up in a PM or through a PP @ hagclub. ]

Selphies with Selkies

[konpeito_aji]

Democracy is a foreign word. [He gets the gist from pirates, and discussions about the Roman empire with the nanban (European "barbarians"), but it's impossible for him to implement in Japan at his time with any reasonable success, so he dismissed it nearly out of hand as useless to him!] As for debate, they held a religious debate at my castle a couple of years ago.

[He had the losing side executed. As you do.]

[As for charming... he can be in his absolutely insane way at times, but he's well aware that he lacks is any real diplomacy. He's a product of a brutal ruthless situation and became the best at it in its own game. There's a reason he's always sending Mitsuhide, Mitsunari, and Ieyasu to make allies, because Oda is the Demon King, he is the evil enforcer, not the man you come to for comfort and aid.]

By all means. I'm sure you can handle this. I'll just make sure of your physical safety. [OH!!! HE GETS TO PLAY BODYGUARD! He has never gotten to do that before! Usually assassins were always after him, and everyone else would be self-sacrificing to prove their loyalty to him. He's never gotten to do the opposite! THIS WILL BE SO FUN!!!]

Ceres | Original Character | Dark/Blood

[avowedvengeance]

A. ARRIVAL
[ When Ceres makes contact with the water, she briefly comes up, spots land, and immediately begins swimming towards it, almost as though she was expecting this to happen.

She sits on the shore of the lake, wringing the water out of her short white hair as she catches her breath. Not long afterwards a tiny hydra hatchling comes buzzing towards her and sits on her head. She swats it away in confusion, but it persists, and she eventually decides to ignore it.

You might be emerging from the water after her, and she cocks an eyebrow at you. ] Who are you?


B. THE CARAVAN TO CAMELOT
[ Wow, lucky you! You get to sit next to Ceres on the way to Camelot! She's not a terrible seat partner, if you don't mind the massive tome sitting open on her lap. She otherwise sits quietly, staring at the page. She makes no move to hide what she's looking at.

Being nosy, are you? Well, the page looks like it's filled with maddening, eldritch script at first glance. If you decide to take a closer look, the Avalon-automatic-translating-magic kicks in and you're greeted with the following text:

Ê̷̡͚͉͈͘͠Ģ̴̢̻̥̮̬̯͔̘̖̩̲͊̃̌͘Ğ̵̤͍̣̘̞̥̤̮̫̎̓̍͌̈́͐͊̌͠S̶̯͗͒̐͐̃͝ ̶̨̛̹̝̘̠̻̪̺͂͂̐̑͒̆̿̃̀̚͝S̸̨̛̞̟̦̊̑͛́̊̀̓̾͊̚Ṕ̵̡͉̺̪̖̳͙̝̞͔̘͒̿̌̾͗̿͜͝I̷̬̼̣̾͒͌͛̆̇̔̾ͅN̷̛̺͕̼̣̚ͅA̶̻̥͇̾͊̉͊̿̈̐͗͝C̷̞̹͕̝͆͂H̵̢̳̯̘͈͈̩͈͚̅̽ ̵̭̖̬͇͓͓͓̪͙͈͎̝̞͋̈̈́̒̀̊̋̓͂̈́̐̐G̸̡͓̮̞̽̍̔͂̓͆̎̒̄̄Õ̸̼͈̭̭̳̓̅̇̅̓̔̽̾͂̓̈́̓A̵̢̛̘͙͖̦̼͍̩͕̣̥͐̾́̓̅͛̓̓̌͊͊͝͠Ṯ̶̈ ̴̡̝͖̞̙̠̫̬̳͕͑̾M̶̨͕̪̯̝͕͍̂̃͛̅̒̿̉́̑͑̏̈́͘͠ͅİ̷̮̪̫̺̜L̷̨͚͍̻̜̟͒̃͌̂͜Ǩ̶̦̟̗̯̱͉̠̪̞ͅ ̸̡̢̡̦̹͎̠̥̻̦̫̎͜O̵̞̗̩̠̞̬̘͊̐ͅN̷̘͇̉̋̂̍̀̐͐̓̋̅̏̈Ì̷̜̩̺̌̀̒̓͝Ō̴̡̡̡̙̼̝̩̫̜̩̏͘͜͜N̵̛̤̋Ş̴̟̘̯̒͛̓̀̽̍̃͂́͂̎͐̾͠ ̴̨̢͈̲̟̜̯̱͖̞̹͉͔͎̅̊̕G̷̞̮̬̬̗̹̱̣̣̝͊͐̉̿́̀̆̈̉̑̀͐̂A̶̛̹̳͍̣̎R̵̨̨̜̲̪̮͓̻͍̙̼͛̈͐̒L̷͕̤̣̯̪̦̟͙̍̎̽Į̵̦̻̱͕̟͖̌͌̅̆͑͛͝C̸̡̨̧̼̱̩̫͓̖̲̘̱̠̔̔̎̂͂̈̇ͅ

There is a notable gap in the writing, like whatever used to fill the spot is now gone. ]

What the fuck. [ That's all the half-elf mutters before she turns the page, which looks a lot like the last. Leave her alone for another five minutes and she'll repeat the process. Probably for the whole ride. ]


C. COUCHLESS CO-OP
[ There are certainly a lot of barriers for a young half-elf from a medieval fantasy world coming to live to a semi-modern world to overcome. One of them being, well..."tournament" being a word that carries a different meaning than what she's expecting.

Ceres genuinely thought the fighting tournament was a her-fist-your-face kind of fighting, not...whatever she supposedly signed up for!

She stands on the stage, her phone-thing in her hand, mimicking the actions of her opponent. She actually has no idea what her opponent is doing, but she's furiously smashing her fingers against the screen. The rage is practically oozing off her. ]

Aaaargh!

[ She growls in frustration and suddenly, stops. She's about to snap. Are you in the audience? Or her unfortunate opponent? Think fast! ]


D. NETWORK TROUBLES
[ It's baby's first time on the internet and she hates it. She hates that she keeps seeing messages (see: posts) that she, mistakenly, thinks is for her. The only method of remote communication she's familiar with is one that goes directly to her so this is very overwhelming.

Input username: ceres
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Input username: CERES
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Input username: MYNAMEISCERES
Thank you for registering. ]

@MYNAMEISCERES | 3 minutes ago
STOP CONTACTING ME

B!

[konpeito_aji]

[The first three times she says it, Oda resists the totally completely VERY manly urge to giggle, like the hopeless idiot he is. By the fourth time she mutters it, he glances over at Mitsuhide. SEE? He told you LOTS of people keep saying it! Even this woman!]

[By the fifth time he gives up resisting! And just outright chuckles. Okay it's more of a giggle, he can't HELP IT. He has one normal VERY VERY loud overly exuberant laugh, and it drives everyone around him insane. He's trying to curb it! The result of not doing the overly loud idiot laugh, is he sounds like a child who just discovered porn.]

Something wrong?

[Don't mind his cocky asshole expression. That's his resting face. He has two faces. Cocky arrogant Demon King, and "time to murder you and your entire family" Demon King. Not too much else.]

Azar | Original Character

[arsonal]

i. arrival

[Getting dumped into the water is the nicest part of this all. That's familiar. Pleasant, almost, despite the suddenness of it all. It's... swimming lessons with the Captain, diving for cargo lost at sea, falling off during storms.

It's familiar.

For a moment, Azar doesn't even bother swimming back, just letting herself float. It's chilly, though, and these weird green manatees keep bugging her. No, thanks, she can swim just fine on her own. She'll do just that, in fact.

...And maybe just shake some of the water out of her hair. That's gonna take a while to dry. So, here's a very red lady just wringing water out of her hair. She's also not... wearing a shirt. A vest, some wrapping over her chest, but that's about it in the torso department. Dripping wet and dressed like that, isn't she cold?

Though after the initial excitement of getting dumped into the water, Azar is letting the circumstances hit her. No Brassica, not even a glimpse of the familiar blue wood, the sails she looks for when trying to find home. No Captain. No...

No anything she knows. This isn't the Shining Sea and that would be bad enough, but it doesn't take long before she realizes that this isn't Faerûn. And she

she's just

she wanders back into the water, sort of vaguely, standing there. Staring off into the distance.

Well.

Glaring, really, as she tends to do.]

ii. what the fuck is a "larp"

[Knights are a bit too... eh, if you ask her. Maybe it's just the stereotype, but a certain virtuous, self righteous type of person comes to mind. No one asked her. She did not offer this opinion, in fact, but mostly stood around looking judgy until she realized that there's fights happening.

No one made it clear they're not REAL fights.

She's... currently holding a blunted sword, staring at it with a look of complete and utter disappointment.]

Pointless.

[...Literally, yeah.]

iii. this is vine

[The intricacies of magic haven't always been so easy for Azar. She had her fire magic, back home, but that wasn't like all this. It was innate. Biology, not practice, she'd always known how to do it. It seems to be gone here.

At least, that's what she assumes as she tries and fails to set the vines around her alight.]

Off.

[It's sharp, vexed, as she tries pulling the vines off by force, but they just keep coming back. She may be getting too heated. She doesn't enjoy being trapped, thanks.]

iv. wildcard

[throw whatever else you want at me i'm game]

II

[konpeito_aji]

[As the young woman draw her sword - (curious. VERY curious. Kunoichi are women, but they are never samurai and don't carry swords. And even European women are not sword-users to his recollection! He has to file this away for the future!) - Oda Nobunaga reflexively draws his. He's not comfortable with the magic blocking shields yet (assuming he ever can be!) and certain habits don't die!]

I don't know what strange realm from whence you hail, but it's poor manners to draw blades over a game. And I thought I had the manners of the Demon King from Hell!

[That knight thing... does it count if he's a dark knight who embraces being a demon? Because he's not exactly self-righteous per se...]

Lyre | Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn

[catgirl_sister]

Arrival

SPLASH! There seems to be the sound of a young girl that's spluttering, hissing, and making a few angry yowling sounds as she tries to swim after being unceremoniously dropped in the lake.

"What's the big idea?!"

She wasn't a particularly good swimmer in this form, but she could still do it... she just didn't usually do it in her clothes and still didn't like to get wet... like some big house cat. She does get a little bit of help by something in the water pushing her along, but she can't really seem to smell it as well as she normally could. Had her senses been addled?

She's just going to shake herself off when she gets to shore, a bit like a shaggy dog trying to get water out of its fur, and any passerby might notice the drenched orange tail covered in said fur that matches her hair. "Hey you! You got a second?"

The Caravan to Camelot

"HEY COME ON! LET ME BACK IN! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE BUD THINGS GO IN MY EARS! DO I LOOK LIKE I'VE GOT BEORC EARS!? THIS IS DISCRIMINATION!" Lyre has been kicked out of her caravan for playing with her smart phone, blasting the volume so that it's as loud as she's normally used to hearing things with her normally keen sense of hearing, and had no idea what the heck the ear buds or headphones were for.

So here she is, trudging along beside the caravan, out in the cold wet rain... as if she hadn't had enough being wet from being dropped in the lake. "Ah... ACHU!" Aaaand now she's sneezing... this day gets better and better.

Keep Your Vines to Yourselves

"H-Hey stop that! Let me go!" Lyre was not liking this place very much. It had WAAAAY too many Beorc, their machines, and she couldn't shift into her full feline form like normal and had her senses probably reduced to that of a lowly Beorc. Now to top it all off, she was being accosted by vegetation of all things! Eating vegetables was bad enough, but now they were actively trying to abduct her?!

"Grrrr! When I get my claws on you..." Someone had to be controlling these things right? Weren't there all kinds of weird magic, surely one of them could control vines, right? Aaaaand she's stuck... well at least it doesn't seem to be trying to kill her, or do much of anything other than cling to her?

"Helloooooo? Anybody out there?"

Freestyle

(Hit me up with a prompt!)

Splish Splash Cat in the Bath!

[konpeito_aji]

Oda had NOT been relishing trying to help get the orange cat-girl out of the water. Stereotypically they hated water, and Oda didn't want to get scratched. So he's relieved that he only has to chest-deep before she more or less makes it on her own, so he retreats... and watches her shake it off like a dog. Wow. That sure is a thing. Youkai, while utterly figments of his imagination; are special.

"I'm Oda Nobunaga," he bows, because he doesn't want to be called Hey you Arnold, and also she's a youkai, and Oda pisses off everyone just by existing, so he might as well be a LITTLE respectful and stave off the inevitable curses that will undoubtedly heap upon his head. "How can I help you?"

Izzy Richardson - Little Fires Everywhere

[notwearingthekeds]

Soaking in Your Arrival

All I see is sky and water til the horizon, and it's like...
How much longer am I gonna have to swim?
That was going through Izzy's head as she fell into the lake. She didn't even get sky. She got water, all around her, and no idea what way to go. Her heart pounded in her ears as she looked for light and swam up.

Of course she could swim, when this waterlogged child breached the surface she took in air she desperately needed, and pushed her hair out of her eyes and looked around for land. Her own words echoing through her head as she did her best not to panic. But- well... she had fallen off a bus into a lake. Her bag was gone, with all her possessions. She was soaked, alone.

And had been tired of swimming since before she got wet.

Caravan to Camelot

Izzy huddled in her feathery bird poncho. She was clutching her violin case to her chest. Absolutely not prepared for this to be her life.

What the fuck was she doing here?

She ran away from home to save herself from her mother. Not that Elena would ever physically hurt her, but little by little she'd chip away at her. Taking one part of her or another until Izzy was gone, washed away by the fury that was her mother's desire.

Leaving just Isabelle. The hollowed out husk that used to be Izzy. And now she found out her mother can't even stew in that, consider what she did. Cause Izzy was whisked away on some fantastic voyage to save the universe or something. Which- she was supposed to do with this bird that kept happily chirping at her. This etherial spirit canary that was apparently her's. And was suppose to let her do magic. It sat on Izzy's shoulder, chirping happily, as the girl just tried to not look as terrified as she felt.

She put on a brave face, she was good at that. But she was small, and alone. Too young, to sheltered, and entirely out of place. So that facade had its cracks already. "I won't even find Mia here..."

Red Spring - Practice

Izzy was never one for relaxing, she never had the time. There was always something to be done, a project to do. Some at the behest of her family, other's for herself. Others still to spite her family.

But as much as this violin was a symbol of what her mother wanted of her, she did love it. Turning action into sound. Expressing herself with strings. Infuriating her mother by playing Tubthumping. For now she was practicing a few of the classical pieces she had memorized. She had none of her music books. Nor her computer. Not that she thought it'd do her much good here.

Still, she found a place near the inn, took out her violin, and played.

What else could she do? She did her best to ignore Horizon's helpfully chirping along.

Red Spring - Training

Apparently Horizon gave her the ability to use magic. Or so they said. But that was stupid. If magic was real she wouldn't have needed gasoline to try and burn her mother's house down. Still... she had nothing better to do. So she tried to tap into... whatever she could do.

She is trying her best to find if this is bullshit or not, lack of effort was never her problem. She had... authority issues. So when one of the stricter teachers told her she wasn't focused, she was getting distracted. Because trying to do something impossible was really frustrating. And she was getting sick of it.

Lan Wangji | The Untamed

[wukuiyuxin]

A. Arrival
White, billowing robes may give the appearance of a serene cloud floating above the lake for one moment, but once dropped into the chilly waters, they quickly become anything but graceful. Much like the man wearing them, who manages to struggle back to the surface after a few very alarming seconds of nearly getting entangled in his own long sleeves. Once he's filled his lungs with a gasping breath of air, he wastes no time on confusion or indignation, instead focusing on what matters now - reaching shore. There will be time for those things when he has solid ground under his feet.

Lan Wangji is a strong enough swimmer and manages a decent, determined speed despite the waterlogged clothing weighing him down. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices several large water animals gathering in his wake as if to herd him to land. Unsettling. He picks up his speed and finally wades ashore, stubbornly maintaining his normally effortless grace. It makes him look like a bedraggled crane.

He does not deign his sodden clothing with a wringing out. He'll dry with time, and the cold doesn't bother him. It might even be familiar, if this bay looked anything like Cloud Recesses. But he recognizes nothing about this place. Where is he? How did he get here? And who is responsible for this? He glowers at the water, the beach, and anyone on it as if to hold them personally accountable.


B. Salt Cave
These caves are the first sense of respite Lan Wangji has found since climbing out of the bay. He had received the revelation of where he is and what has happened to his spiritual power as stoically as he could muster, not offering his input where it clearly wasn't asked and likely wouldn't achieve anything. He had reluctantly accepted the odd trinkets and tucked them away, had retrieved his possessions with some relief.

He had drawn the line at occupying a carriage with complete strangers. His legs still worked fine.

Training, that should have been familiar. Discipline, focus, it might have helped to calm his roiling thoughts. But this was anything but familiar, and why should he be forced to start anew on a foreign path when he had been cultivating his powers all his life? Only to have them taken from him. And there had been too many people. Noisy, chaotic. He'd stalked the training grounds for only a short time before wandering off, unaccomplished.

The caves, though, are striking. He is immediately drawn in by the stillness within, the peace and seclusion, exactly what he is looking for. And the brilliant lights in the ceiling are beautiful. He takes a moment just to watch them glint, eventually forming the word delighted. Well, that surely isn't anyone's business, and he hurries past a few occupied caverns until he finds an empty one. There he settles down with his guqin in front of him and takes a deep breath, trying to let the stillness enter his mind.

He plucks the strings methodically at first, measured movements and notes to focus on and resonate in the air around him. But his fingers soon find a familiar melody of their own accord, melancholy and searching, as it has been for years. The stars above him come together in the word lost, but with his head bowed over the strings, he does not see it.

B

[shiliu]

He’d come to the salt caves principally in search of somewhere warm and dry (having been shut out of the hot springs), but serendipitously discovered that it was indeed a good place to train. His kinetic magic he has well in hand, but the green magic, well... that’s been a bit more of a challenge. So far, he’s only been able to grow vegetables with it.

Now, however, he’s just lined the cave corridors with a bamboo grove, and is searching for an open cavern to grow some peach trees, when—to his surprise—he happens upon a elegant, scholarly-appearing man playing a qin.

The stars above Gu Yun’s head had been spelling out various things like, “Pleased, self-satisfied, no more vegetables!” But upon seeing this man and his qin, the stars rearrange themselves to say, “nostalgia.” And faintly, very faintly, another character emerges also: “loss.”

His smile betrays none of that, as he glances up at the stars above the other man’s head and asks pleasantly, “Did you lose your way?”

tenn kujo / idolish7

[incompletely]

caravan to camelot

[ Tenn is tired. There's just so much to take in, here. Nothing and no one thus far is familiar, the concept of time being frozen makes him want to freeze up, and the thought of having to become an idol all over again makes his head spin. His thoughts are dark, which directly contrasts the cute deer poncho draped over his shoulders. He's got his hood pulled up, too. A troubled boy hiding underneath an adorable hoodie...with an equally adorable, round rabbit sitting on his lap.

Eventually, someone passes by, and Tenn looks up at them. His brow is furrowed and he looks pretty troubled by the situation at hand. They look a little too at ease, given their current situation, and he finds that strange. ]

Hey. [ It's not so much a greeting as it is a way to get the person's attention. ] Aren't you bothered by all of this?

couchless co-op

[ For all his grimacing, though, Tenn did show up to CameCon. For anyone who might've run into him in the caravan, they'll notice he looks more relaxed now, carrying his rabbit in his arms as he makes his way over to the video games.

He hops into an empty NASTAR booth and fully intends on playing solo. However, should someone join him, he'll glance over at them with a tiny smile on his face. He's up for the challenge. ]

Don't expect me to go easy on you.

the answer is no

[ Tenn had the misfortune of getting wrapped up in the vines earlier, and had the even greater misfortune of dealing with a doppelganger. He found it confusing and absolutely disturbing when he first ran into his lookalike, though a part of him just kind of assumed that this was just something that came with being in this world. He resolved to try to get to the bottom of it to get rid of his double somehow. However...

Now is a different story. Now, Tenn Kujo is running for his life, sprinting down an alleyway and hurriedly trying to use his kinetic magic to toss any stray object at his double. His double is close behind him, completely unperturbed by Tenn's sad attempts at distracting it, a murderous glint in its eyes -- one that immediately goes away once Tenn stumbles into a passerby. ]

I need your help. Please.

[ His doppelganger, however, strolls up and stands right next to Tenn with an equally desperate expression on its face. ]

Don't listen to him. He tried to kill me earlier --

[ Tenn's eyes widen, and he looks over at the poor person who's gotten dragged into all of this. ]

There's no way you didn't see me running from him earlier! You can't listen to him. He's spewing nonsense.

[ ...Well? What's it going to be? ]

wildcard

[ I'm down for w/e! I'm pretty new to playing Tenn, so please bear with me! 🙏 ]

Caravan!

[konpeito_aji]

[Oda is definitely too at ease! He seems to be excited like a bubbly child on a school field trip! He's ecstatic! So the question doesn't surprise or faze him at all!]

Not even a little! [Beam beam!]

[How can he say "adventure ho!" without actually saying that?]

[Or that he's been dying to see beyond Japan's shores? Or that this is everything he lives for?!]

[Okay, he won't! Instead:]

Why are you?

Ledo | Suisei no Gargantia | ota

[ferrytale]

↳ { i. soaking in your arrival; open to all }

[ according to the galactic alliance of humankind's training standards, the odds of a pilot needing to negotiate a scenario involving an uncontrolled freefall into a body of water is so astronomically minute that they don't even have a module addressing the possibility.

at least ledo is fortunate enough to have been in the cockpit when it happened, meaning he drops into the bay still wearing his flight suit and helmet, which at least spares him the immediate fear of drowning (and reduces the possibility that anyone might have heard him screaming on the way down).

now a few minutes later, there's solid ground under him. somehow. ledo isn't sure how he got here — here to this place or here to the shore. he's just going to lay here for a few minutes, honestly, steadying himself by listening to the sound of his own shallow breathing. it seems especially loud within the silence inside his helmet that lingers without any comm chatter or communication from— ]

CHAMBER?!

[ oh, you didn't think he was dead or something, did you? because the way he sits upright all of a sudden might come as a shock to anyone who wasn't expecting him to come alive abruptly and start yelling. he looks all around frantically, distressed to find no giant robots anywhere in the vicinity and the small module that would normally house chamber when he's usually outside the cockpit seems to be missing as well.

even so, his panicked state is short-lived. he's far too well trained to entertain the feeling for more than a few seconds even given the alienness of the world around him. ledo removes his helmet once he notices at least one other human not wearing one (and apparently not dying), taking a few tentative breaths of real, fresh avalon air. air that didn't come out of pressurised, sterile canister somewhere. it must be so abundant! surely no one has to pay for it here!

but almost at once, ledo makes a face and covers his mouth and nose with his hand, finding the smell of the place too strong and too strange for his taste — even though the smell in question is the smell of..... nature? ]

No way this is possible...

[ it hasn't even occurred to him yet that anyone might be expecting him to move along and go somewhere or that at least he ought to be trying to figure out what became of his missing AI companion, if not the machine calibre itself, but he's much too fascinated with things like sand and water. ]

↳ { ii. couchless co-op; open to all }

[ ledo managed to end up here at the convention somehow, probably after asking around about things to do. he's still wearing his perfectly normal flight suit, so maybe someone thought he was a cosplayer?

he's mostly wandered around so far gawking at things only to dismiss them right away if anyone tries to assume he's actually interested. by the time he finds his way over to the NASTAR game, his hands are full with the free samples of candies and business cards and whatever else people are happy to push into peoples' hands at these things. no one's said he could toss things out at any time, so he's just kept on carrying it all without complaint.

ledo loiters around behind whoever's currently playing a game of NASTAR, peering at the display until a winner of the race is declared. at least he had the sense not to interrupt! ]

This simulation is highly unrealistic. What is the purpose of this training? I do not understand.

↳ { iii. network | un: ensignledo (voice); open to all }

[ he's chosen truly the most creative of usernames. ]

I require more information so that I may return to the Galactic Alliance as soon as possible.
In the meantime, I am unsure of which course of action would be most beneficial.

[ he pauses for a beat. that involves helping to save this world or whatever, doesn't it? ]

Useful information only.

[ it's really anybody's guess what he might consider useful. ]

↳ { iv. wildcard; }

[ ooc; don't like any of these? have another idea? feel free to hit me up at koutenko or koutenko#5884! ]

ii.

[justlittle]

[ Bean is familiar with video games. In Rotterdam, he used to look through the windows of shops selling games to kids with families, and wonder what kind of life would allow for that sort of luxury free time. In Battle School, Bean quickly learned that the games in the arcade were not only the students' way of establishing a pecking order outside of classes and battles, but the teachers' way of analyzing students' mindsets and behaviors. It's why Bean had largely stayed away from the games. He still hasn't forgiven the teachers for tricking him into playing the Mind Game and showing him Achilles' face.

So he's watching the NASTAR games, interested yet aloof. He's not wearing a flight suit, just his Command School uniform, though he does have his flash suit back in his inn room. Maybe that's why he notices the older boy right away, even before he speaks. ]

It's not meant to be training. [ At least, as far as Bean can tell. He still doesn't trust the person claiming to be "King Arthur," but he can't see a reason why he would employ video games as training the way Battle School did. ] It's recreational. Just a game.

Leanne | Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance

[song_princess]

Soaking in Your Arrival:

This had to be the rudest type of awakening that she ever experienced! She was splashed into water, greeted by a strange human under water who talked to her and could understand Leanne's words. There was so many questions that she could not bring herself to ask. The only good thing were the cute animals who kept on squishing their fat snoots against her.

Thanks to the no personal space given to her by those creatures and their snoot pushing, Leanne was able to get to shore. Only to be greeted by a sight that she never seen. The griffin chirped before grabbing the stunned Heron by the scruff of her dress to pull her more away from the water, to which she lets out squeaks and flails about briefly.

The Red Spring:

What? What manner of sorcery and strange things were filling this room? Leanne was huddled on one of the beds, wrapping a blanket around herself tightly, her familiar now much smaller than their first meeting was resting at the foot of the bed looking like it was already done with everything.

"Who... Who are you? You... You can understand me right?"

Keep Your Vines to Yourselves:

Fate seems to keep on mocking her as when she learned of a forest, she hurried over to it, wanting to be with Nature again over humans. Unfortunately, what greeted her was very over friendly vines that quickly not only tied her up, but also make sure her wings were tied up.

She blinks as she sees her familiar has managed to escape her fate. "Rafiel! Go and find some help! Please?" And his response to that? Just trot off a few feet and plops down as he found a nice sunbeam to sunbathe in.

You know which prompt!

[damn_kitsune]

Mitsuhide was still in the forest, investigating what could have happened to the missing townsfolk. He heard a rustling, followed by a woman's voice. Sounds like someone else got caught in the vines. He gave a soft chuckle and started in the direction of the noise.

What he found had him arching a brow. Did she actually have wings? Maybe it was part of her clothing...

"Goodness," He said as he approached her. "It looks like you're in a particular situation."

Adela | Original Character

[enchantressofore]

Soaking in Your Arrival

After a rough night, being plunged into cold lake water was the last thing she was expecting. It was disorienting, and she couldn't find which way was up for a good few seconds. When she finally broke the surface the girl was coughing hard, yelping briefly at the push from one of the large, strange, green creatures in the water. Her eyes were watering from pain and shock, and she just looked at it before she realized it was trying to guide her to shore. But she wasn't sure she had the strength to swim, not after...

Once she had a solid grip on the back of the creature, it began to swim higher, towards the surface and closer to the shore. It was a nice feeling, being supported, but she didn't let go until she could get her feet under her near the shore. A soft smile touched her face when she petted down its head and nose, unable to suppress a laugh when it bumped against her side. It certainly looked like a sign of affection, at least from what she could tell, and it was thanks to that animal's help that she could get back to shore. Hopefully it could take her petting it as thanks enough.

But that left her with the question of where she was. While the lake water had washed off much of the soot and ash that had been on her, she was still somewhat scorched and battered. The girl used heavily calloused hands to wring out her hair, then what parts of her tunic she could, then her cloak. She at least had her sword, but that didn't answer where she had wound up -- or how, for that matter.

It was when she reached the white stairs that she was close enough to see anyone else, and as much as she was uncomfortable approaching so many strange people her need to know took precedent, prompting her to ask, "Uhm... Do you happen to have any idea just what is happening, here? We we woke up in that lake out of no where?"

The Red Spring

What a strange inn. Adela couldn't help frowning at everything, examining the room and its amenities with barely-restrained curiosity. She had no idea what most of these things were -- a strange flat box, a small metal box, she could at least tell what the things in the bathroom were. The fact that water seemed to run freely there was just boggling to her, and that it could be cold or hot depending on which knobs she turned was incredible! But, there was definitely one thing distracting her from all of it.

"You can't ignore me forever, you know."

That thing... It wouldn't leave her alone. It was small, humanoid, but with those horns and that tail, she was sure it was... It had to be some sort of demon. The kind she saw enslaved, the kind she knew would be looked down on as inhuman scum... The kind that a part of her knew she'd become, one day. Her expression tightened as she looked around the room, and that just prompted the little demon to sigh as he followed her around.

"You're making it hard to like you. How did I end up being so unlucky to wind up bonded with someone so unsociable?" The demon sighed dramatically, floating where he was and resting his chin in his hands as he watched her. At least, until he noticed the door opening, and he commented absent-mindedly, "It looks like you have a guest."

Adela took a moment before turning to look at the door, prompting the demon to look annoyed (he knew she could hear him!) but with the red head ignoring him as she spoke, "May I help you?"

Keep Your Vines to Yourselves

"YAAAAH!"

It had been an innocent walk. Something to be in nature, something that was at least a little familiar, and she thought she'd be okay with her sword, but it seemed that thinking was naive. She was suspended in the air, wrapped tightly (though not enough for it to hurt, strangely enough), and her sword lay useless on the ground and out of her reach. She didn't have good control over her magic here (it was as if it disappeared...), and she couldn't help squirming and struggling a little. Being squeezed like this was... Strange. Not unpleasant, but she'd rather not be hanging there!

She was far too stubborn to cry for help however, so Adela just continued to squirm and try to worm her way free to no avail. When the vines began to move her arms to expose her torso a bit she panicked, yelling, "St-stop that!"

She didn't even know why they were doing this, but it was alarming to say the least! Nehra, she hoped no one saw her like this!!

Wild Card

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Soaking

[konpeito_aji]

[ooc: gonna act like he's been here awhile for the sake of brain & exposition!]

"Avalon, it's an island. Wormholes or portals, or whatever word you prefer brought us here to help save our worlds. If you look around, you should have a familiar. Some kind of mythical or magical monster or creature that technically is the one who brought you here."

If Oda looks bored... he is. It's not that he doesn't want to meet new people, he's just not used to being the one answering questions instead of asking them!

"Oh right," he bows then! "I'm Oda Nobunaga. My familiar is an oni, my favorite things are Go, konpeito, and new interesting things!" A very normal greeting. Very normal. "But more importantly: are you any good with that sword?"