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Entry tags:
- &world: aimintas,
- *event log,
- blazblue: hibiki kohaku,
- burning glass: valko ozerov,
- dangan ronpa: kazuichi souda,
- ensemble stars: nazuna nito,
- fate grand order: elizabeth bathory,
- fate stay night: archer (emiya),
- fire emblem (fates): camilla,
- fma: alphonse elric,
- god eater 2: julius visconti,
- god eater: lenka utsugi,
- guilty gear: dizzy,
- homestuck: jake english,
- nier automata: 2b,
- nier automata: 9s,
- oc: ember resuine,
- oc: geir,
- oc: ru leilani,
- oc: vern,
- persona 3: junpei iori,
- persona 3: yukari takeba,
- persona 5: goro akechi,
- pmmm: madoka kaname,
- solatorobo: red savarin,
- ssss: lalli hotakainen,
- tales of berseria: velvet crowe,
- tales of vesperia: flynn scifo,
- tales of xillia 2: elle mel marta,
- tales of xillia 2: jude mathis,
- voltron: takashi shirogane
[WORLD ONE | SEPTEMBER INTRO LOG]
Who: The new coven members, old blood & Palai people
Where: In and around the city land of Aimintas
When: Day 61
Open/Closed: Open to All
The initial setting information found here should be utilized for threads here.
There's no official OOC account for the Palai people. You're free to roleplay their actions and reactions on your own, as in depth as you want -- asking questions, hand-waved interactions, becoming best friends. The new world is your oyster!
All characters are told briefly what their powers are by Genette -- no extemporaneous details. For instance, if your character has the ability to detect lies, they'll be told as such -- no warning about limitations, repurcussions or the like. They'll also be given a variant of this letter so they aren't totally ignorant of the situation -- though of course adapt this letter to the current setting and surroundings of the game.
Where: In and around the city land of Aimintas
When: Day 61
Open/Closed: Open to All
This setting may be familiar to you -- maybe you caught a glimpse of it when you first visited. Maybe this is your first time experiencing this weird world and the panic is setting in. If you're totally lost, a tall human woman with a long scroll of paper will stop by to give you the run down. She'll also give you a letter, which may give you more questions than answers since the information is a wee out of date. (Maybe someone else can fill in some gaps for you). What you may not know is that this world recently experienced something of a tragedy. You wouldn't be able to guess this based on the festive energy in the air. The main marketplace where you've shown up finished reconstruction last night, and after grief comes joy to the Palai -- those lizard creatures you see wandering around. They're now hosting a festival to celebrate their success and the lives of those both still present and those lost. It's also a chance for them to host one of those big celebrations like they'd previously seen in human books. However, their resources are limited -- don't blame them if things are a little cut-and-paste!
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This is all pretty juvenile, but fear not! For the mature sort and adults of Aimintas, there's a more quiet part set up that may cater to your older interests. A softer atmosphere, away from the excitement of things. If you want to wind down from the thrill of being magicked away to a new world, this is probably the best way for it.
D ▢ The environment in this more secluded area of the marketplace is supposed to be more relaxed, but it's also the best place to sit if you want a front row seat to the fireworks exhibit the remaining Eltos are putting on. Through balls of dye and their electrical powers, they're quickly blowing up the sky with arcs of color that rain down in the form of bright pieces of glitter once the spectacle is over. They also have a special service they're offering -- the Eltos have a grasp on electrical magic, which means they can draw certain things in the sky with these dye balls. If you have a request for a written message or a drawing of some sort, they'd be happy to comply with your wish! For the real adult experience, however, you may want to check out the large rolling cart that Palai are pushing around the marketplace, landing it in the fireworks area. This cart is filled with all of the eggs that were a product of their mating season, and this part of Aimintas is the warmest.
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Finally, the Palai are getting used to the standard familiar faces, so they aren't unaware that there are quite a few new faces in the mix. Based on how familiar your character is, they'll receive a nice little gift from the Palai. Older coven members will receive a scrolled parchment that lists them as honorary citizens of Aimintas and a handmade, harden clay sculpture of their likeness. It may not look a lot like them, but they tried.
G ▢ Because the Palai recognize new faces, these new coven members will be dragged to other coven members who they do recognize. In an effort to help make introductions, the Palai are trying to connect new members with old members in order to foster friendships. Say hi to a new, awkwardly introduced covenmate...? H ▢ Wildcard! How will your character interact with this new and unusual world? |
MAGILOU
[ face-painting has never really been something magilou has been interested in before, but she can't help but find some form of amusement in the festivities. when she's approached regarding the face paint, it takes less than a minute for her to turn the tables and begin offering up her expertise rather than allowing the clawed-creatures the distinct honor of doing such. ]
Hey, you. Why don't you let me use you as an example. [ she's talking to you, hand on her hip, mischievous grin on her face! whatever will you do? ]
c - i swear to drunk i'm not god
You know what they say ... an apple a day keeps the doctor away! And the goblins and terrors of the sea.
[ ... that's not terrifying at all. maybe you should take the alcoholic drink from her that she's shoving at you? ]
wildcard: telepathy network
[ she's upset she hasn't met all of her captors yet and that no one has seen the supposed leader of the coven. so she's going to employ a little of dark humor and see who she can convince. yikes??? this is probably a horrible idea. ]
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Oh! Um ... okay! [her face is your canvas, Magilou.]
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Oookay... What about if you are the doctor?
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[Waver had a kneejerk reaction of distrust on the topic of Qri in general. She had been way too elusive so far, and if she was going to reach out, why the telepathetic network? The easiest way to find out if someone was fucking around was the topic that had been on his mind for a while.
Okay, it wasn't the sounded logic. But damnit, it was his, and that was enough for him.]
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Unfortunately I don't drink alone, so the sea terrors will have to keep coming. [Beat.] And wine is made from grapes. Are you feeling well?
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[fIRST OF ALL, Souda has a couple of COMPLAINTS. About EVERYTHING.
However, the lady who stopped by to shove a letter at him and give him the run-down just left him gawking and looking about ready to break down. Listen. Listen, he just had a hard time and now he's here, and there's no anyone (not even Owari, you know it's bad when you're wishing for her) and he's got some kind of freaky magic or something and what's with that?!]
--seriously dump all this info on me at once, what the hell's her problem?! What's the problem with this place?! Ugh-- why's it so hot?! Why're there lizards walkin' around?!
[There's just a guy with vibrant pink hair in a just-as-vibrant yellow jumpsuit crouching off to one side, at the edge of all of these celebrations (??) and he's not crying you're crying. He sure is talking to himself, though, muttering loudly enough to be heard.
No, but he is looking remarkably teary. Are you sure you want to approach him? ...Are you really sure?]
f: it's not getting better yet
...I don't want it!
[Souda, deeply perturbed and desperate for anyone normal tbh, is trying his best to fend off an insistent Palai who's equally insistent about giving him a starter kit. It's probably not the best day he's ever had. Souda's spluttering and doing his best, but yeah no it gets shoved into his hands away.
And, victorious, the Palai walks off.
Souda hesitantly peeks down at his newly acquired... goods.]
What is thiiiiis... is this fine to eat...?
[He's not hungry, though... but.]
g: good job we're making friends
[CONGRATULATIONS, you're getting one (1) Kazuichi Souda shoved at you, fellow coven member. At the very least, if you look... somewhat normal (ie not a lizard person), Souda immediately brightens up, though he'll be suspicious of anything that doesn't look completely human.
Still. He'll take it.]
Hey, what's with these guys, right?!
[Congratulations. Souda will now not leave you alone since you're not a lizard.]
wildcard: he's doing well
[He's probably laying off somewhere by himself facedown because this is all too much for a mechanic to deal with right now
where is a protagonist when you need one, he needs guidance]
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[Madoka steps closer to him, more concerned than she is unsure.]
Are you all right?
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[ The letter raises a lot of questions Akechi wants answers to. He's read it about a dozen times now, pouring over its contents while trying to figure out the best way to approach this... everything. He has important things to do at home and suddenly being whisked away from that has soured the mood for him in ways no amount of cheer and festivity can fix.
Still, there's no point in standing around doing nothing, so he quickly starts exploring the marketplace to learn more about his surroundings and gather information. A few minutes later his stomach starts growling, reminding him that he hasn't had anything to eat since breakfast, so he starts looking for someplace to get some grub -- and soon finds himself at the shrimp fest.
He isn't particularly keen on shoving a bunch of prawns down his gullet in thirty seconds, though. So here he is, completely ignoring the competitive eating part as he takes his sweet time devouring the seafood in front of him. When the Palai asks him why he's eating so slowly, he simply replies: ]
I would rather enjoy my food without hurrying.
[ Oh, and by the way, if you're sitting next to him trying to eat, some of those prawns on your plate may suddenly become... very slippery and near impossible to pick up. He's testing his newly given magic. ]
e - it's (not) omelet time
[ A little while after he's eaten, Akechi resumes his investigation... and gets interrupted when a Palai parent shoves an egg at him and he's staring at it like it's a bomb set to explode. ]
...Why are you making me hold this...?
[ he didn't sign up for egg parenting why is this happening. ]
g - confidant link start?
[ Suddenly, Akechi finds himself being dragged away by a Palai who is very adamant about making sure the newcomers start making friends with the old coven members. So, congratulations, you're now getting one teenage detective shoved at you. ]
Ah, hello. [ His lips curl up in his charming trademark detective prince smile and he dips his head slightly in greeting. ]
It looks like our lizard friend wants us to introduce ourselves to each other.
h - choose your own adventure
[ Wildcard! Throw a prompt my way or hit me up on
e............. (spoilers)
there's a lot of unknown variables at play. after chatting with haru, it's clear that people's memories aren't always quite right. there's a chance that akechi doesn't remember anything. there's a chance he doesn't even know who he is beyond the messy-haired sort-of barista at leblanc that lives upstairs. there's a chance he's suspicious of him but doesn't have anything concrete. there's a chance he's crow. and then there's a chance he's ... from december. but that's impossible. dead people don't come back to life.
he needs to hedge. he needs to not tip his hand on the off-chance that akechi is volatile and ready to snap. the palai egg is far too valuable to just drop. duh. ]
Congratulations. Should I buy you a World's Best Dad shirt?
[ low fucking blow and he knows it, but akira's a salt mine right now and even if december happened, there's still a lot of unsettled anger. a lot of irritation and frustration. so... that's his introduction as he heads over, hands in his pockets. he's left his egg for a few hours back in the place he's staying, wrapped in many blankets. ]
p5 spoilers intensify
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e (look lets just warn for spoilers just in case ok)
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g. spoilers here too
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hops on the e train, spoiler c-c-combo breaker
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e...!!! i'm also ok with spoilers!
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You really think so? Well, go ahead--
[Geir did not sign up for the face painting. however, some of the more artistic younger Palai realized that the largest member of the coven was basically a giant, continuous surface on which to display their work, and cheerfully accosted him where he was curled up against the far wall of a row of marketplace stalls. the Palai's enthusiasm probably has a lot to do with the alcoholic beverages being served, but whatever the reason, several Palai are climbing all over Geir's glossy scaled bulk, adorning him in floral patterns and offering a paintbrush to anyone who comes close.
for his own part, Geir seems more bemused than upset about this turn of events...]
Oh, I guess that's kind of pretty. --hey, give him a turn on my leg too! Be fair!
[anything you'd like to add to the masterpiece?]
D (nightlights)
[Geir's always been fascinated by lights, whether they be stars or bonfires or the subtle light shows that his summoner sometimes treats him to. these fireworks have him transfixed, quietly staring up into the sky to see how they reflect off of the ocean far above. he only makes one request: for a huge, beautiful tree which hangs glittering in the air for several moments before it fades away.
he's not even slightly hard to find if you're looking for him. however, he's so quiet and focused that in this shadowy square, dimmed for the fireworks, it may be hard to see him if you're not expecting those shadows to really be part of some enormous creature... hope you don't trip over his tail!]
G (unexpected friends)
[Geir supposes he counts as an "old" member of the coven now that it's been a month, but he still isn't expecting the Palai to arm wrestle one of the newbies over to him, happily babbling about introductions. he's still tired and worn-down from the last invasion and the subsequent power drain he experienced, not to mention the rebuilding effort... but he can probably make an effort to be friendly. everyone was so nice to him when he was new, after all!]
Oh... hi! I hope you didn't show up here in the middle of doing something more important.
[an unusually blunt opening pitch, but maybe it works for him? ...neither the Palai nor the dragon seem to think that you being introduced to a dragon is unusual, but you might have other opinions on that part, too.]
Wildcard (a moment of doubt)
[later in the evening, some of the older members of the coven might get a telepathy voice message:]
Listen, is anyone else-- worried about all this?
[there's a mix of sensations woven into the definition of "this"; the sound and color of the festivities, the other festivals the Palai have thrown...]
They keep having their city destroyed, then feasting more. I know that's how it's supposed to be a lot of the time, but... will they really be okay if it keeps up?
[Geir's never been good at telepathy, so a new coven member certainly has the potential to overhear the message too. in which case, well, that's a concerning start to your new adventure.]
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Geir, not all the paint on you is dry.
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[Having seen more than a few of the games now at the festival, Alvin's developed some genuine curiosity about the spectacle taking place here.]
I'm not sure if I'm supposed to love or hate these things.
[One one hand. They're everywhere. On the other hand-- he can see someone really whacking them hard over there and that appears to be the purpose of the game. But it's certainly an entertaining scene. Besides-- the entertainment draws a lot of people and he could stand to gather some information.]
Don't suppose you know what the occasion is?
ｃ.
Now this is a little more my style.
[Taking a drink, he raises his brow in an appreciative manner.]
Not bad at all.
[He didn't mind playing around a little, but this-- this is something he can really appreciate. Good spirits. Naturally, his is something with some age to it. Something that bites back a little when you drink it. He'll enjoy having a seat by himself for a little. But if you're coming in late, he might happily wave you over.]
There's plenty of room over here.
ｆ.
[A gift? Just for him? How thoughtful.]
Let's see... unmarked vial-- that's not suspicious at all... some more seafood, a few baked treats aaaand some drinks. Well. Looks like they all but packed a picnic lunch for us.
[Guess who trusts exactly none of this? This guy. But he might not mind "sharing" to clear up what this stuff is for. Unless you want to tell him and save him the work.]
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so he slides into the seat next to him, glances over, and — ]
A-Alvin?!
[ his voice rises in pitch. is he hallucinating? it can't possibly be... can it? ]
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[At first, she'd assumed there was some kind of cultural significance to shrimp among these amphibians but it seemed that when she asked, no, they just... really had a lot of shrimp and were pretty excited about it.
Sadly it seemed all the prizes were merely money, so there wasn't any point in trying to cutely beg someone to win it for her either. So instead of being bubbly and adorable, the cute girl standing amidst the stalls looked if anything rather bored and jaded by it all.]
To think a festival in another world could be this disappointing...
[D]
Now this is something...
[Cagliostro is enjoying the electric fireworks - though it seemed the seating provided wasn't good enough for her, as she's sitting on a huge, grossly ornate throne that looks to be carved of stone or compacted earth. You might have even seen her pull it right up out of the ground to take a seat on. She doesn't seem to care that its huge size might be blocking the view for those behind her.]
For lizards, they're not too bad at magic.
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[Of course Cagliostro wasn't stupid enough to just start eating and drinking foreign goods given to her. By now she'd already decomposed and reconstituted all of them, analyzing their general components before reconstructing them with alchemy - though in the case of the one energy drink, she wasn't able to replicate the magic in it, rendering it simply tingly. Something as biological as pheromones, however, were all too easy to successfully reassemble.
Which is why she now possessed what looked like a bottle for an energy drink but actually contained the mating pheromones she'd been given.]
Ne, ne! Cagliostro, you see? It seems like she was given too many of these drinks so... would you like one? [Her most innocently cute face as she holds out the "energy drink".] I'd hate for these gifts to go to waste, but it's just too much for a cute girl like me to drink them all!
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it's a nice, convenient place from which to watch the fireworks. and when he replies to her, it's in a casual tone that takes her acceptance of this situation for granted.]
They're pretty good at a lot of things!
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-wait. You’ve only given me a basic understanding of what’s going on. [Shiro gently moves people aside as he calls to the retreating Genette. After being told he has the magical ability to become a robotic lion. He absolutely has to know just what the hell is going on. His speed walk increases to a trot. Where is his team? He had been away from them. If he had been taken... What about the others?] I will help you but you need to tell me-
[The crowd parts and he finds himself staring at the alleyway they must have gone through. His hand falls to his side.] Great. So I’m on my own.
[Shiro rubs his face. He's lost and he doesn't know what to do about it. If this magic turns out to be the Black Lion. How will his home be defended? No Black Lion. No Voltron.]
D - A touch of home
…how does drawing on the sky work? [Trying to question Genette had lead him nowhere. Shiro had turned to the Palai to discuss whatever they could tell him. His eyes follow balls of dye as they’re launched into the air. He’d drawn an image of Earth on the ground for them to see what he’d wanted done.]
So, you use the dye like markers and link them together with your magic? [The Eltos beside him nods, as they trace their hand in a line over their heads. The balls of dye ignite together. For a moment he just stares up at the bright colorful image of Earth.]
…It’s beautiful. Thank you.
[Off and on, the fireworks exhibit is changed by a dark purple V with the tips thicker than the rest of it. Shiro stares down at the drawing at his feet and back up at the sky. This should be good enough. If any of his team are around. They’ll recognize the symbol of Voltron.]
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[Filled with the burning need to know. Shiro had slipped away from the festive atmosphere and found a secluded place to practice using magic. He has no idea where to begin.
He puts a hand against the wall closest to the exit but nothing happens. And that's where he can be found until the fourth or fifth attempt.
He has been right about the Black Lion being his form. The problem? His own feet. Walls. Attempting to stand up at all. His black robotic form bumbles about and trips over feet he hadn't accounted for. The walls have suffered a bit. Scrapes and cracks mar their surfaces. One might happen upon the lion as it trips and sprawls haphazardly on the ground.]
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At some point, tired of the festivities, Hibiki decides to look for a place where he could rest for a while in silence. He's closer to losing hope rather than finding a good spot when he comes across...a robot lion? Not even sure what he should make of it, Hibiki steps in closer. ]
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[If Velvet has to appear without warning in a strange place she doesn't recognize – with equally strange inhabitants who immediately take an interest in her – it would be nice to have clothes. She'd like to have her gauntlet blade, too, but at least she has the weapon that matters more: her cursed arm, still swelling with its familiar power.
Velvet isn't cold, but she accepts a blanket from a generous Palai. She borrows a knife and cuts out a few holes, modifying it into a brown, ill-fitting robe. It's better than being naked, especially once she realizes that there are humans around and not just alien lizard people. She's also able to track down bandages for her arm.
Fortunately the festival games offer an opportunity to make a little money so that she can pay the Palai back; maybe she can win enough to buy a real outfit, too. Velvet's reflexes are as sharp as ever, and she's wracking up a great score playing Whack-a-Shrimp – until she brings the toy hammer down too hard and splits the game board in two.]
… Dammit.
[Call her the Lord of Collateral Damage. Sorry to those who are lined up to play the game after her. Sill, Velvet looks more annoyed than apologetic, and she's ready to stomp off without another word.]
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[Still brooding and distracted by her own thoughts, Velvet doesn't notice the fireworks ending directly above her before it's too late. Now until she tracks down a new change of clothes, she's stuck in her loose brown blanket-robes now covered in big, bright pieces of glitter.
It's hard not to stare, but naturally Velvet has plenty of venom for anybody that does while she looks for somewhere to clean up. The glitter is in her hair and on her face and everywhere.]
What? Something to say?
[This has been a great day so far. Not obnoxious or humiliating at all, nope.]
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[Anything you can think of! Feel free to shoot me a PM or hit me up at
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[It had been a little while since he arrived. And as many answers as that letter provided, he definitely still had questions. Way too many questions. Most of them starting with the three words he found himself uttering loudly as he all but slammed the now empty glass down.]
What the fuuuuck!
[Shaking his head, he turned to the person he had all but out and out abducted. The person he had singled out in the bar (or well, what passed for one here) and decided that yes, they're gonna deal with me for the next while.]
You get it, right? I still can't figure this out. What the hell even is this? [And the moment his glass was refilled, he took another long sip] Is this a JRPG, or an "another life" anime? And I still haven't taken the VN option off the table, but I can't really see that crossover getting approved.
[He'd been at this tangent for a while]
G ▢ Blind (Play)Date
[One moment he had been finding another weird ass, lizard people odd job to do to make some coin. The next, about three of them were tugging him along somewhere. Out of gratitude, out of desperation, he wasn't sure. But he wasn't resisting either. Finally, shit was getting interesting! Were they going to show him to a treasure? A cave full of monsters? A sexy lizard girl princess?
Nope. Just some random person that, apparently, was in the same boat he was.]
Huh. Well that's lame.
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Uh...sup?
H1 ▢ Wrestling with the Situation
[By now, he had resigned himself to shit. There was stuff to learn, things to do, people to say, probably some heads to lob off. His story's ending was going to be delayed for a spell by this nonsense, and that was fine.
Well no, it wasn't. That was why he was here. A ways away from the activity, with a rolled up carpet that he had...acquired. It was the closest thing he could find to a punching bag, after all. One might think he was looking for something to punch. Instead?
The first thing he did was deliver a snap suplex to it, the carpet slapping against the ground in a satisfying way, with a satisfying sound]
Alright, this'll fucking do.
[Pulling back to his feet, he set about his work. Doing similar manuevers, and some not so similar ones. Beating the rolled up carpet like it was some lame-ass jobber. Perhaps unaware of the ruckus he was creating, especially when he put Carpy through that table. But hey, no one was gonna bother him here, right?]
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[ooc: If you have an idea or prompt, feel free to throw it at me, or reach out via PM or on plurk @
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He remembers three of them teaming up to get him into a chair for that speed-date thing, and he's reminded of that now. Palai really don't take no for an answer when they think they've got good ideas do they?
Still, this man looks like a human, and what good YoRHa unit doesn't look after the interests of mankind]
Hello, Sir. You're new, right?
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Plus, Rollo is with her, so it couldn't be all that bad, right?
Right.
But when her cat bolts for it and she's left to chase after the overweight creature that can outrun her in a breath, she starts rethinking that thought, more or less deciding she liked being by Ludger and the others' side a whole lot better.]
[A1 - Just Rollo-ing Along]
[That said, there's a reason why Rollo runs the way he does and stops before someone who might be you. You most likely have an item of interest on your person, either of the treasure variety or of the yummy food variety. And if you were running late to some contest--sorry, but there's a small, furry roadblock standing in front of you right now that needs to be dealt with.]
[A2 - T-Elle Her About It]
[Otherwise, it's possible to encounter Elle while she's searching for her cat. She isn't really shy with regard to this matter by any means, and will be quick to ask:]
Hey, did you see a large white cat with gray markings around here?
[She might even tap people if it seems like they aren't paying her attention in this regard. A lost cat is no joking matter, especially in a world as foreign as this! That said, she'll patiently wait up for anyone to finish with their games before asking. The girl does know her manners, after all.]
[F - Shrimp-ly Amazing]
[The starter kit is rather large for Elle, but she manages to lug it around anyhow. Though not without plopping down in some alleyway to paw through things and see what she could do without or not. Or perhaps finish off, since she decides that the bag of baked shrimp might as well be eaten first, given how these things might spoil and get pretty smelly.
She'll be hanging around that alleyway for a while, feeding herself and Rollo. And later on, carrying the remaining gifts... with more and more difficulty as time goes on. Feel free to catch her in either situation!]
[H - Elle Enchanted]
[In all honesty, most of Genette's letter flew over her head. She is but a lowly eight-year-old with not enough vocabulary and sentence structures to her credit, and while she's read and seen a lot for her age, some things just refused to make sense. The fact that this is another world and Qri is in need of their help? Yeah, she got that. How that magic hullabaloo works? Forget it--at least until she can find someone to explain it to her.
In the meantime, she reflects upon what Genette told her regarding her new power. "An ability to transform into someone that can protect those she cares about"... it's rather daunting and surreal, but at the same time, she can't help but be excited about the prospect. She can finally do things other than shout out enemy weaknesses and cheer people on!
It's in the course of her thinking about how much she wants to be able to stand with her friends from back home in battle that she finds herself enveloped in a white light, and to her morbid and wide-eyed fascination she finds herself unable to stop it, until...
...it disappears as quickly as it came, leaving her unsteady on her feet, which definitely look different from how she remembers them. Her hands are next--way bigger for a kid her size--and is it just her or do people and places look a little more eye-level now...?
And just to be certain she's not imagining things, she scrambles over--and nearly trips as she does--to the nearest reflective surface she could find, which happens to be a hand mirror being sold by one of the merchants around.]
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeh?!
[Well, that certainly confirms things. Though it may or may not have made things rather awkward given all the heads turned toward her direction that moment...]
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[Hit me up with anything else or feel free to mix and match things! If you're uncertain about anything at all, feel free to drop me a line!]
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I'm afraid I haven't, but what do you say I tag along and we look together? Maybe an extra set of eyes will help.
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[ Valko stands in front of the Shock Shrimp game, looking unimpressed. He doesn't want to be at this festival in the first place, and this is just making it worse. Dead shrimp, really? Disgusting. He crinkles his nose at the very idea, watching them fly up into the air. The Palai are trying to get him to join, but he keeps refusing. ]
I don't see the point in catching them. Besides, I have plenty of gold coins at home.
[ Maybe he ought to move on to one of the other games. ]
[ This is something Valko is more accustomed to, receiving gifts. He takes his Starter Kit and kind of stands off to the side to look through the contents. Once again he crinkles his nose at the shrimp, quickly moving along. He looks at the paper flower for a few seconds and sets it aside, pulls out the baked goods and shrugs at them, and then pulls out the unmarked vial last. He gives it a little shake and raises an eyebrow. ]
What, they make it this easy to poison your enemies here?
[ He turns the vial around in his hand and then pops the top off it, giving it a whiff. The smell alone is enough to make him back up a couple of spaces, blinking a few times. Woah. Whatever it is, it's powerful stuff. Hopefully no one saw that. ]
[ Valko doesn't appreciate being dragged around, yanking his arm away from the Palai once they stop walking. He indignantly fixes his sleeve and then finally eyes who he's been placed in front of. He frowns at first, reluctant to give in to this form of meeting and greeting. ]
This isn't normally how I greet people.
[ He's used to more pomp and circumstance, more respect shown. That is, how do you just randomly meet people? He's very awkward at it, and trying to hide that awkwardness by looking dignified, tugging on the front of his finely embroidered kaftan. ] ... Hello.
[ Valko is generally wandering around the festivities, looking either lost or offended. Feel free to come up with your own prompt in running into him! ]
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Jodariel stood in the middle of the caravan where she had just appeared, staring at the scroll blankly. She had been a bit disoriented when she had arrived, and so had gone through the whole conversation explaining things in a bit of a daze. By the time her mind caught up with her situation, the strange woman had already given her the scroll and left.
She glared at the scroll, then shoved it into her pocket without looking at it. Maybe she could find someone else around here who actually was willing to talk TO her instead of AT her. She certainly stood out well enough as she wandered towards the city in search of others, being at least seven feet tall and not slightly built.
B - grin and bear it
The Palai barely came up to Jodariel's waist. She'd expected them to be nervous of her, but they had recognized her as one of these mysterious humanoids visiting their land, and welcomed her with open arms despite her intimidating appearance.
She'd firmly refused much of their hospitality while exploring the city, up until, somehow, she'd gotten involved with face painting. Specifically, a large group of palai children were climbing on her while she sat patiently so that the painter could reach her cheek and draw colorful fish upon it. If it bothered her that one child was literally hanging from her horns, she did not show it.
"They insisted on one of each color of the rainbow." She rumbled towards the painter, "Do not forget indigo."
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He passed Jodariel, barely paying attention until he felt some of his hair catch on somet...oh god stray hands of hair just got caught on this person's horns. Never mind the how that happened (a breeze or just natural moment), Waver stopped dead in his tracks and felt his entire face go red.
"Shit."
He fought the urge to flail, at least.
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[ Although the games have been good and fun, it seems like the Palai have a good interest in the artistry of the star-shaped birthmark under Ru's eye. He's been sitting here in good humor for a while now while some of the artists take turns figuring out designs to really bring out the fun in it.
Eventually he waves someone over, face utterly still but humor shining brightly in his eyes. ]
Excuse me! Pardon. Help us out here. Do you think this fireworks design is good, or maybe the star-flower they tried earlier? Which sounds better?
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[ Now isn't this just precious? Ru definitely ends up stopped with one of the egg carts and has curled one up each in the breasts of his half-zipped hoodie. The mark on his cheek is glowing dimly now, little displays of light washing over the shells of the eggs while he helps warm them, like sunshine cascading off of gentle watery waves. He's attempting to talk some of the cart-pushers but when others come around, he'll most certainly stop them with the other Palai after quickly getting the idea of the showing off. ]
Hey. Nice to meet you! Aren't these eggs gorgeous?
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Oh, uhm... I can—promise, everyone, I can really go and introduce myself, it's...
[ Ooph. There's a Ru in your space. He looks a little embarrassed but his joviality isn't dampened at all. Best of all, this can be used as an opportunity. ]
Guess that's that... Uh, hello, I'm Ru. Maybe you can help me out. [ He shifts, pulls out the unmarked vial from the newbie kit. ] Am I supposed to drink this, or... what is it?
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[ Ember's initial thought was that this was some sort of... new event. She wasn't sure how or why, but it made more sense than the alternative.
And so there's a girl just kind of standing in the middle of the festival plaza, opening up various holographic, blue-tinged windows in front of her. If you can read (English), the windows can be recognized as an inbox, a guild roster, a friends list, and similar as the girl scrolls through them. ]
Nobody's online...? Bullshit. That means.... [ Hrrrngh. ]
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[ Okay, face painting. Ember could get behind that.
Unfortunately, her request for a flower that blended the colors in a way to mimic a watercolor painting ended up being a bit too difficult for the artist, and instead she had a vaguely flower-shaped brownish blob on her cheek.
Do not look at her. Do not speak to her. Do not take pictures. ]
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[ Ember had received a... starter kit? Of some sort. But what the heck did any of them do? She didn't get a mouseover information window on them, she couldn't even toss them into her inventory to see what they did.
So she resorted to the oldest method in the book of finding out new information. Older even than wiki diving. ] Hey, have you been here a while? Do you know what any of this stuff is?
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Her eyes widen slightly when they see what Yukari's holding.]
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Okay, bonk the little shrimp-puppet things, get the gold coins. Simple enough! And not too difficult, either- especially for someone who had as much practice timing hits as he had to pick up in his line of work. He could play a round or two, show 'em how it's done, and move on.
"UWAAGHH!!"
As it turns out, that last part seemed to be a bit of a sticking point for Red when his run came out just a couple whacks short of a perfect score. Okay, sure, he'd just give it a retry! ... and still fell barely short. Then it became a pattern. Then it got personal. Sooner or later passerby might have noticed a dog-person very... emphatically pummeling plush pop-up prawns besides a rather large heap of coins, engrossed to a point where he doesn't even notice the occasional Palai sneaking tokens out of his pile...
A2 - Payoff
After being asked very nicely to stop playing- and convincing himself that he only came up short because that third-to-last dummy hit didn't register I mean he obviously hit the darn thing- Red left the machine with enough winnings to warrant an immediate trip to the prize exchange. Well, it wasn't like coinage was an issue here; he was pretty sure he could trade in just about anything there.
He just wasn't sure what to actually spend it all on. --Well, other than the purple carp plush. That one was a no-brainer. He could just dump it all into the Life-Sized-Unusually-Large-Plush-Shrimp and practically have a sofa for his shack back at the home island... but then again maybe he could get the Model Mechanical Coelacanth and still have enough for a booster pack of Palai Protectors trading cards and some fistfuls of candy bags. --Oh, or maybe the spice rack!
It was enough to have him reach out for the nearest passerby to ask for some advice on which improvisationally-bizarre item he should actually spend the tokens on. "W-which ones should I get?! I can't decide!" (Of course, by then the plush carp was already kept hugged close to his chest.)
F - Timeshare?
Well! It was definitely nice to feel recognized for his efforts in restoration. And hey-- a little collector's figure of himself! That's the sort of privilege usually reserved for comic book characters or celebrities!... even if it did seem a little bit, uh. Off-model. Honorary citizenship, on the other hand...
For starters, he didn't even when they'd see this world again, if they'd ever see this world again. Furthermore- as strange as it sounded- that weird floating island they were on before and were apparently going back to once all this blew over was actually closer to back home than this place. And even if the Palai did start growing on him after a while... he wasn't entirely sure he could handle it full-time.
"It's a nice place to visit, but... y'know." That, and the salt-watery air left his fur a little coarse.
Red turned his head to the other coven visitor seated on the bench beside him. "Think you'd ever wanna come back here?"
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Then he stayed to stare because, uh... he keeps playing. And pummelling. And... Isn't he tired? Why isn't he tired?? Now Souda's just gawking as he keeps on staring from a (relatively safe) distance because he's torn between being nervous and being impressed.
He even sees a Palai sneaking coins. Does he say something... Should he say something...
Gaze wandering, he awkwardly shuffles closer and hesitantly, as though Red won't be able to understand him (or hear him over how engrossed he seems):] O-oi... don't you got enough coins?
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A ♦ GOLD SAUCERD ♦ WORDS DROWNED BY FIREWORKSF+G ♦ IT'S HARD TO STAND ON TWO FEET!
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"I'm not sure anymore, to be quite honest..." He murmured, fiddling with the red clasp on his jacket. "Distance most certainly gives perspective and objectivity. Oh, pardon my babble."
Flustered that he allowed himself to say a bit too much, Hibiki pulled up the collar, covering the lower half of his face, "Are you worried, though?"
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[Apparently he has a magic power now and apparently that magic is controlling animals. Only when he asked the weird lady that told him this information, she coulndn't elaborate and told him it was for him to figure out himself.
So that's why he's currently sitting a bit away from the rest of the festivities, with a shrimp he managed to steal from the shrimp scoop laying inside his cupped hands.]
Hey, move.
[One antenna twitches.
That probably doesn't count. Okay, maybe he should try to be more specific.]
Alright, jump.
[More antenna twitching.]
Unyuu this is harder than I thought it'd be.
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[The last thing he expected for a Palai to do was shove an egg at him, babble something he couldn't quite catch and for it take off at the speed of light. By the time he realized what was happening, the Palai had already disappeared.
He has no clue what's going on or what the egg is even for so he figures his best bet is to tap the nearest person on the shoulder and ask for help.
Excuse me, I was just given this egg but I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do with it...
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[Introductions aren't a bad thing and he's actually pretty grateful a Palai caught him wandering around aimlessly to drag him over to another coven member. Meeting a fellow coven member really has no downside that he can see. First he'll be able to get to know other people who are in the same situation as him and secondly, they might even be able to give him answers about what's going on.
So he puts on his biggest, brightest idol smile and holds out one hand.
I'm Nito Nazuna! I'm new here, nice to meet you!
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[ wait, he recognizes him. ]
Oh! I remember you. The idol that almost got trapped in a duel. It's, er, good to see you again?
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[ the sentiment being the celebration happening in the city didn't matter so much as the going on's inside it. not that lancer didn't have his moment of curiously watching the lizard residents, as well as the more familiar human (or mostly human) ones. but after scoping out the area, without the words of a master whispering in his ears and the rule that he had to kill anyone that laid eyes on him, lancer eventually ended up at a bar with a cup of some spirit or another in hand.
somehow or another, he ended up with a pleasant buzz. how it managed to that didn't matter much, although there had to be something magical about it. ah, well, whatever. ]
Heh, this is a nice change of pace. [ to say the least. ] Whatever this is it's good, no?
[ why yes he's talking to you, whoever happens to be sitting in his vicinity. ]
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[ what's this? some idiot perched on a roof to watch the fireworks? sure seemed like it. some might catch the glint of silver as the fireworks went off, illuminating a clearly human form sitting on the roof, looking up at the sky with what looked like a drink in hand. he sure did manage to bring something back from the bar earlier.
...and while drinking, as lancer moved his foot, something dislodged itself from the roof- it wasn't clear what, a shingle or something. regardless it fell with a clatter and crash to the ground below- or perhaps is managed to knock someone upside the head. whoops.
after a moment, a somewhat crass voice called down from above- ]
Didn't hurt anyone down there too bad, did I?
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[ WILDCARD!! anything else you'd like with lancer
especially since these are pretty limited. feel free to pm to plot. ]no subject
[ the city was simultaneously more familiar and more alien from a distance. but more alien than it and it's denizens was what loomed above, a blanket of ocean water defying gravity, along with a floating island.
interesting, sure, but lancer was keen on something else. exploring and, even though he'd left it behind, seeking out anything familiar. lancer just couldn't help himself, because even if kotomine or some other master wasn't here, the possibility of another servant was too likely to ignore. he'd be better off keeping to himself, but, well...
curiosity.
he found something eventually. or rather, someone- up high on the roofs with him. someone that made it all the more galling that he didn't have the gae bolg in his hands. but even with that thought he materialized with a cocky posture, hand on one hip, eyes seeking out a familiar figure. ]
Yo, Archer.
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junpei iori.
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admiration, actually.]
Ah, yes. One of the more mind-boggling conundrums of the century. Who is the man?
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