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You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. Even the few shy moon creatures you find in the wild have strange crystal growths on their hides. This is far from home— perhaps a dream? You pinch your skin and slap your cheeks, yet nothing seems to do the trick. Searching for answers yields nothing but an endless expanse of purple dust as far as the eye can see. You have four options: one, panic; two, soil yourself; three, admire it all then soil yourself; or four, go into survival mode. Eventually, you’ll realize that you’re not alone.

After a day or two of living off the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. After the strange phenomenon during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why did I inhale all those permanent markers in the third grade? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff give you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay.

While waiting for transport to be prepared, you may freely roam around the government center. Eventually you’re called back from exploring, escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel that makes frequent trips back and forth between the moons and the planet. Faces onboard vary from both old and new Moonblessed as well as the local Prismals. The next destination: Prismatica.

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Iris Moon, Government Center (Arrival) and Planet Prismatica, City of Lunatia | top

Welcome to Prismatica’s hub, Lunatia, the city of your dreams! A bustling metropolis lush with bright lights, vibrant colors, luxuriant plant life, and all the conveniences of technology absent from your own world… It seems like paradise to all the uninitiated. After a quick tour of the city, new arrivals can find themselves getting cozy in their new homes.

A Settle in your new home at Level 2 to find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

B At the Crystarium Moonports is a new family restaurant called Grapplebears, here to serve your favorite dishes from all around the galaxy at affordable prices! The menu ranges from the atomically hot and spicy Chamakshalan curry rice, delectable dragonsaur steak served with mashed space-tatoes, to the sweet and creamy Lunatian milkshakes that bring all the boys to the yard, all prepared by their handsome and huggable bear crew.

As you might have noticed, the restaurant staff is a ragtag group with members from planets unknown to both Prismals and Moonblessed. The waiters and waitresses in particular are tall, muscular, leather-clad bears who take your order by whipping you with a special riding crop that compels you to bark out your order — but only if you ask to be, of course! They might induce you to reveal other unrelated interests so make sure you’re not thinking about anything embarrassing!

If you chat up the staff or customers, you learn more about the restaurant’s origins. The bears say their planets* were also wiped by the Calamity hundreds of years ago, and life for them has been difficult for them since then…

*Further information about these planets is unavailable at this time.

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City of Lunatia | top

The last vestiges of Geistnacht have officially passed and the first chilly autumn breeze ushers in the new season. The city is awash in giant piles of browning leaves that decorate every walkway.

A To deal with the mass collection of fallen leaves, many buildings across the city have been retrofitted with a new disposal system to help clean up. A sprawling network of automated vacuum tubes around the city will efficiently suck all those pesky leaves right up. While children love playing inside and using them to “teleport” around Lunatia, they have also been known to spontaneously suck up anyone who’s not too careful. You may find yourself falling on some hapless bystander on their afternoon walk, or crammed in a tube with your new neighbors. Lunar Scientia officials warn everyone to be careful of where you walk, else you might need to crawl your way to sweet freedom.

B A pop-up shop in Level 1 is attracting much of the locals' attention, run by a peddler who speaks in a low, elongated hiss and wears a hood over his face. He assures you that his face is of no consequence. What is more important is his selection of wares! In contrast to his cloaked, enigmatic appearance, his travel cart is a Barbie pink explosion of frills, hearts, glitter. He will tell all visitors he comes from the Valley of the Crimson Serpents, which Prismals and older Moonblessed arrivals find odd. Wasn’t the Sanguis moon uninhabitable?

Among the peddler’s wares are adorable, wide-eyed and heavily perfumed dolls in all sorts of clothes a child dreaming of rainbows and tea parties could ever ask for. Hug and squeeze a doll, and you will be greeted by a pre-recorded voice telling you how they’re your bestest friend ever. It’s like they were made for lovin’ you! But if you look away for one moment, you can almost swear you hear a snake’s hiss, its long tongue licking the shell of your ear… The next time you see the doll, its body will be in a slightly different position or location. Is it… following you? Fortunately, a minimal amount of moonlacing will make it leave you alone. You can wait it out too, but why would you?

Destroy a doll and it will later reappear wherever you are when you least expect it, good as new, but leaking from their porcelain heads is a strange pink, glitter-covered liquid. The peddler calls it the “love juice” giving the doll an extra dose of affection for you.

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Level 2, Greatmoon Groves | top

As autumn paints Lunatia with its golden hues, pumpkin decorations and desserts are now in vogue. This is thanks to Chroma-infused pumpkin seeds, which allow them to rapidly grow in all sorts of sizes, shapes, and colors. The Moonblessed are invited to visit one of the largest pumpkin patches in the city housed within the Greatmoon Groves, where they can enjoy the sight of oversized, colorful neon and sparkling semi-phallic pumpkins, expertly carved to greet you with their buck-toothed smiles.

A The pumpkin patch is full of toddler-sized creatures called hugbugs. When they are not tending to the pumpkins, they follow the Moonblessed around, requesting hugs and treats in exchange for their obedience.

Reward them and they will do simple errands for you and give you compliments. They will also be your personal hype men, talking up your strengths, talents, and physical assets to all those special someones you’re trying to impress. Once you earn their trust, they will be your friends for life!

Ignore them, hurt them, or bully them, and they will cry and place a curse upon you, reducing your self-esteem to nothing and magically forcing you to cry along with them. The effects of the curse may last for up to a week if you’re not careful! But how could you do such a thing? The hugbugs are sensitive and want somebody to love.

B If you manage to survive your encounter with the hugbugs, you are welcome to join in on the Prismal knitting group and enjoy creating your own fanciful scarf made of Galadrian thread, which is known for its bright, golden sheen and aromatic properties. Give it to a friend or wear it yourself, and you will notice a strange ability to attract animals and insects of all kinds. Live out your Disney Princess fantasy! Or a Hitchcockian nightmare. It’s all a matter of perspective as a whole flock of honking birds comes bounding towards you.

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'preciate it.

[ pls don't give her a concussion, cool animal bro. Tyreen steps inside and then to the side, giving him plenty of room. ]

So, what species are you supposed to be? [ wow rude. she sets her hand on her hip, gesturing idly at... all of him. ] I mean, I've seen the talking dinosaurs, but they got nothin' on you.

[ No Tanjirou.... :(

But also: no Sanemi. Which twists something hot into a knot in Genya's chest. Worry, sure. Unease. Uncertainty. Anger. Frustration. A myriad that sinks right down into his stomach and kills anything that might have resembled an appetite.

Genya slaps at the glitter in the air that threatens to make him sneeze, also taking a step back. Needing space, because he's starting to run hot. ]

What does that mean? For them?

[ Is it good, or bad?

Do the hashira even know? ]

[Lovecraft.gif]

...That is weird. [But maybe not for the same reason Steinbeck would find it weird. It's just that attraction is such an alien concept to a being like Lovecraft.] Have I felt that before? It's been so long...

[Would this even work on him?]

Ooh, better play it safe. Wouldn't want to see what they use besides the crops.

[ Michael isn't the only one finding the situation funny - it's kind of hard not to, all things considered, and Tyreen doesn't even bother trying not to grin. She takes his hand in an energetic shake that's too firm to be polite. ]

Tyreen. God-Queen.

[ That's a sentiment that Genya shares, even if he has no idea how to use his hands anymore: her face is a relief as much as it makes his face stupidly heat up. His brother might be the person he's longing to find the most, but his life's never been that easy. Sanemi's constantly a moving shadow that his fingertips barely manage to brush. One day.

And she does have ... a ton of food. A whole lot of food.

It'd be easier to just turn and leave quickly, but staying close to the hashira is the best way to find his brother, if he ever does show up. And where else is he going to go?

So Genya shuffles in, going straight into sitting seiza in the seat farthest from her, hands stiffly on his lap and lines of his face dark with how furrowed his expression is. ]

No. Not hungry.

[ And that's all he says.

As he sits there.

Silently.

Nervous .... ]

[ huaisang does not have a particular affinity for animals; there are some he likes, some he doesn't mind but he wouldn't consider himself a... creature lover. not unless said creature is beautiful.

that said, these hugbugs are rather cute and nie huaisang has never been one to turn down compliments. that is until —

well, it stands to reason doesn't it? with so many members of their world here, the possibility of others joining in makes perfect sense.

could one day his brother —

nie huaisang feels his breath hitch for a moment, he has to pretend. like he pretended in front of san-ge and so many others. cradling one of the hugbugs that had gotten clingy with him, nie huaisang takes a moment to fix his smile. ]

Er-ge!

( the worst part is that he desperately wants to do three things: one, make an example of bardo by flaying him alive and raising his corpse to do his bidding. two, to run away and hide underneath a pile of books and wait for the d (for death btw don't you dare think of anything else). and three? to not move and let bardo continue to harass him in the worst pawsible way!!! )

I do, and I will burn you if you let go.

( with his magic. though he doesn't realize he's made a mistake with his words until it's too late, and he goes right back to grabbing onto bardo's arm and digging his claws in--- very softly. )

Do not say anything.

I do not feel his presence. ( there's nothing here that prevents him from reaching out to touch konoe's psyche, to leave an imprint of anger or sadness that might linger and hinder his progress. no, it's a void when he blinks his eyes and attempts to do those things, and it's quick and almost thoughtless. why should he care about konoe's well-being? he never cared about his. if he did, then maybe... )

You can try all you want. ( another string of yarn is easily untangled for future usage, and hopefully saved for someone who deserves a comfortable and warm thing to wear. it might even be leaks' future scarf, or maybe something for asato--- a comfy hat? a tail warmer? or maybe leaks could save it for later to distract a curious and innocent cat.

even those thoughts are foreign. they really don't belong, but there's nothing leaks can do about it.

but he would relish a chance at death, though his instincts would be to fight back. that alone might asato take the big L, which comes with the D as well; that particular letter is reserved for leaks again some day so thanks!!! )

I will not say. ( he can't say. ) And I do not know, though I would say I did.

( part of him is too tired to explain things. the other is still very weary of saying things that could, potentially, disturb a flow of events. )

Would you care if I said I hated you?

Oh! [ nie huaisang smiles, recognising the familiar outfit on the other. ] I can help you, it is very easy once you understand the mechanics of it.

I promise!

( why... but how. what is this. this is not a book. it's actually very far from a book, and knowing that titus has those things but not with him?

the heck. )

You have brought me this?

( BUT WHY )

Is this food? sniff. I am not hungry.

( it's him. well, he knows who this is. the reaction is anticipated; skittish and nervous and ready to get his ass away from the room. too bad that leaks is already right up in his face, head angled down slightly (those three inches are powerful for a magician who also relies on some heels to elevate him). )

Did you?

( his forehead is almost touching keigo's. )

And who would that be?

How ignorant.

( but he doesn't know anything about lobelia's... interests, taking the man at face value. there's something off about him that he can't completely shake, something that pulls at him as something potentially dangerous. maybe it's his instincts? maybe it's his familiarity with extraordinary magics: devils, the moons, his own studies? but certainly no one would come in with that sort of confidence and/or arrogance without knowing something.

knowledge is a very dangerous thing, and that's why leaks would rather be in the company of some books than a man judging him already. he just got here! )

I never miss. ( and he folds his arms. ) And what other needs are there that need to be satisfied?

( he knows what moonlacing is. he's hoping that's not the need. )

( strange. he doesn't recoil, doesn't flinch. not that he'd want to do that to atsushi, but the expectations aren't being met. if anything, it's leaks that's now flinching albeit internally, and being slightly off-balance in that regard has him focus even harder.

there's something different. something that he has no experience in dealing with. it's making his tail twitch irritably, flicking from side-to-side like a confused and angry snake. )

... I am not hungry. ( but he's learned that being company is sometimes enough, and the invitation isn't necessarily just for eating. ) But I will join you nonetheless.

( leaks unconsciously reaches out, to hopefully touch atsushi's arm. )

Your name, please.

( manners are reserved for familiarity. maybe only for atsushi(s). )

Edited (ty ;;;) 2019-11-11 02:39 (UTC)

[Larry is on his way to...something...in the moment that he hears hoof clops. Okay, that's not really that weird around these parts, but there's a certain...bass-y ness to them that piques his curiosity and causes him to stop in his tracks and turn around to find one (1) space goat that might as well be effectively twice his height (amongst other measurements).

Normally he would be more than just content to watch her walk on by, but she ends up addressing him which immediately turns it into another ball game. Trying to be slick, he casually places a hand on the nearby railing and leans on it, opening his mouth to say something along the lines of they're great for what they need to be, or maybe you'd like to see mine in particular, but the claminess of his hands plus the amount of weight he puts on it causes him to slip and fall forward, eating it right in front of Mina's hooves, before he can even get a syllable out.

He scrambles back up to his feet, with a bit of a woozy wobble in his stance and a drop of blood coming from his nose.]

I'm fine! I'm fine.

[He fingerguns at Mina.]

And so are you, heheh.

( with asato's tone becoming more passive, laid-back as caster continues to scratch against the back of his ear makes him smile. there's not too much hurting him now, that flimsy tail now wrapping around his waist, it feels like encouragement which caster gives by the slow stroke of scritches to drag it out. they say he's ovulating but that really can't be the case, he seems more worried about what will happen next if the petting comes to an end. ) You're such a good wife, if you want to feel good even more.. all you have to do is tell your husband, "please".

( simple as that, but whether asato is paying attention to merlin is another story so instead he figures that he should make this interesting for him. he decides to use a bit of magic to keep asato afloat but keeps himself pressed against him so that he won't notice — he's too drunk off these touches to think anything different. caster's free hand is moving towards the feline's leg, grabbing at his thigh gently to slowly open so merlin can properly stand in between. now this is a much better position and easier for merlin to manage while biding his time with his so called ovulating companion.

slowly his hand creeps up asato's inner thigh, massaging the area softly to calm him down and urge the feline to purr just a little more. it's actually soothing, playing around with him as time goes by and even the little giggling of the couple can be heard slowly disappearing into the distance. merlin moves his hand from the other's thigh, his hand now resting on his own hip to rub his fingers through the fur of asato's dark tail. ) You feel so soft.. Are you like that inside? ( there's an ugly smirk pulling on his features, eyeing the male both up and down as a small chuckle leaves past his lips. he's just so easy to tease and even he wonders why is that, could it be the way his ears react to his fleeting touches? ) Hm, I know it.. warm and soft, just pulsing — ( his fingers brush along the fur again, nails lightly scratching at the skin to keep him content, he's not rough as he touches because there's no need to make him upset. his other hand continues to mess with asato's ear, leaning forward as he brushes his nose against the feline's own but he's playful. )

You heart, of course! It has to be so big. For a feline like you to allow me the chance to pat, pat, pat! ( he may be pushing his luck but it's not like anything he's doing is actually wrong. but ah, he can't pass up on the finishing touches. his hand finally leaves from asato's ear, cupping his cheek as caster leans back to smooth his thumb along the skin. ) So with that big heart, tell me, tell your beloved husband the magic word so I can make you feel even better. ( he's not asking for much, all he wants to do is keep giving good pats! )

[....................Yeah, that is a good question. Lovecraft? Attracted to someone?]

...Well, even if you've felt it or not, I wouldn't chance it. Like, I'm not kidding when I say this stuff is potent. [He rubs at his forehead.] Like, moonlacing? It feels great, and when you're under the influence you just want to do...more than that. Way more than that.

No. That is not what I meant... [Enkidu's face is still perfectly neutral when they address Caster.] You seem to have some sort of ability to tire others.

[While the other keeps on going and going, Enkidu continues to rid the poor hugbug of its clothes. At times they stop to pet it and soothe it a little as if it were some sort of wounded animal left behind in a forest.

And then Caster gets the idea that there should be two without clothes. And that does not make sense.]

Hmm. Humans do not walk around naked. [They hand over the rest of the tiny clothes.] And their fur is thick enough to keep them warm. [After saying that they hand the doll over to the hugbug again.]

But feel free to undress, Caster.

[ Xichen knows that voice. He knows that voice, and even without looking up, it makes his blood run cold, guilt and resentment and fear and more guilt choking him, draining what blood was in his face in the first place. He slowly withdraws his hand, hiding them within his sleeves, only the fingers holding on to Liebing visible at all, closes his eyes, then straightens, turning carefully towards the man calling him.

But even through the pain and guilt, his eyes are warm, just a little.

He never learned how to stop loving anyone. ]

Huaisang.

[ He doesn't know what to say, beyond that. ]

(( This Song Lan has no such memory. Somehow, he's not surprised it was Xue Yang who brought them together. That monster has a talent for making enemies. ))

When I met you, I was a fierce corpse.

(( Somehow, he's alive again. He's thankful to this place for that. ))

[ To be fair, her elbow's probably one of the better things he's eaten.

But Genya's busy being vaguely horrified that he's on top of a hashira. And not just any hashira—quick memories of the butterfly estate, a hairpin, and a fluttering haori come with the voice from the body he's currently squashing. Heavily.

Oh, fuck. ]

S... sorry.

[ He's grateful that it's dark in the tunnel, because his face is on fire. Maybe there will be a day that Genya isn't awkward around girls: today is not that day, and tomorrow don't look so great either.

It'd it would be great to not crush a hashira, so Genya spreads his arms wider, trying to crawl back up the tunnel to escape. Which doesn't work, because the airflow's suddenly died down—probably a break between leaf sweeps—and there's nowhere to grip inside the tube except for a scattering of crunchy leaves beneath his palms. He'd blocked those from whooshing past, since he takes up most of the tube.

Being a real tall boy is a distinct disadvantage in this situation. Shit.

It's not going to stop him from trying to crawl away. ]

[ nie huaisang is very close to being a compulsive shopper, though he'd like to think of himself as someone with high standards. so, when he's offered a doll by the peddler of the new level one shop... well, who is he to refuse?

except the moment he feels something serpentine and disgusting flicker in his ear when he props the doll on his shoulder, nie huaisang gives out a shriek and flings it away with as much force as he can muster, unintentionally aimed at a nearby individual. ]

It licked my ear! It —!

Edited (hope this is ok!) 2019-11-10 21:24 (UTC)

[ Oh. It's a... small human? No, a grown human, definitely, just extra short. It looks like he's about to answer her, but then there's a very sudden faceplant right in front of her, and she quickly steps back to he doesn't brain himself on her hooves. It seems the man is not terribly hurt, however, even if his poor nose is bleeding a bit.

She leans forward, face a little concerned until he gives her fingerguns, which has her laughing. ]

It is not very often I have people falling for me like that!

[ Mina jokes, and then straightens up a bit so he doesn't have an absolute faceful of cleavage any more. A pity, but her back will hurt if she keeps doing that - no matter how much it was probably worth that tumble. ]

You are okay, yes?

Well, I do believe you can benefit from it, so yes.

[ Even if it's just an upgrade from 'painful' to 'horrible,' it'll be something...

And Xichen doesn't try to correct him - but he wasn't looking for titles. Merely pointing his out, so that if somebody refers to him, it won't be confusing. Instead, he commits what he has been given to memory. ]

Thank you, Grand Marshal. I am... it is rather a lot.

[ this... was not the reaction he was expecting. the man had seemed so standoffish that the last thing keigo foresaw was him approaching with such purpose. and in such close... proximity.

what... was this? some kind of intimidation tactic? well, it would work. mostly. habits were hard to break and keigo was instinctively shirking backward, but his feet remained planted in place. he wouldn't run. yet... ]

U-um... Th-that's...

[ this was making him really nervous. he was close, really close. words escaped him; all he could do was laugh with a shaky cadence, looking at this man with some level of uncertainty. ]

My... what a dirty tongue you have. It's a wonder nobody has taken it yet.

[ weirdo. aside from being really odd (a hentai, if you will) though, he seems pretty harmless -- a little vulgar, but it's not as if she really understands to what extent, exactly. a little touchy, too, as his fingers remain curled around her tail even after she'd requested for him to stop that -- but once you teach him some discipline, he'll probably be a fitting jester for the court.

at least he's paying her compliments, which is a surefire way to gain her favor. look, who doesn't like being told they're beautiful? she's not sure what human standards of beauty entail, and how to judge them properly, because, you know, she's a fuckin ship, but regardless -- ]

A monster? Whatever makes you say that? [ blinking, she exhales a sigh of relief once he lets go of the tail -- only for the hand to be moved to her tiddy instead...

now, he can claim he's touching Her Heart all he wants, but only the commander gets to touch her so freely! she's honestly not too sure what should be done in these situations, and it's not as if his touch is particularly offending, but... she thinks she should definitely at least scold him for it, as a proper lady of the royal navy cannot be groped so easily, even if it doesn't personally bother her much. so... she grabs his hand and chomps it, hard, only letting go when her catlike fangs break through skin. ]

Touching a lady without obtaining her permission first... you've got no shame, do you? Apologize at once!

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