prismaticrap | ▶ TDM .009

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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.

▶ Whip It Good
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.

▶ Night of the Living Dummy
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.

▶ Bird is the Word
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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01. ARRIVAL, LUNATIA MOON

[Her task was done. She’d killed who she’d had to (who’d she’d wanted to), she’d escaped PANDORA’s base...

Only to land herself in another trap. It was the only explanation Hazuki could think of, a Contractor’s abilities surely the only one that could create such an elaborate illusion... crystals, a barren, lunar wasteland... and no way to fulfill her obeisance. The need to sate her contract was tugging at the back of her mind, growing stronger even than the pain from the wounds she’d accumulated in her battle against Genma.

But she’s the only one around- or so it seems. Her mind turns logically to what she can do... and does it. She secures a defensible position wedged against a thick crystal outcrop, she strips her suit jacket and fights the scream of broken ribs in order to apply pressure to the wound on her side, panting softly-

Until a sound, distant, but growing closer, catches her attention. Causes a blink of synchrotron lights to flare up in her eyes, humming back to battle ready in less than a second.

Just a little closer... just a little closer...]

02. THIRD DISTRICT BAR

[It was getting more difficult to come to the conclusion that this was an illusion. The more rational conclusion is fast becoming the one that most people would find ridiculous- That she had somehow been taken to another world, outside of the time and place she had always known.

But after the prophecy, after the mystery of what lay beyond those fake stars... It seemed she had a new set of rules to follow, new terms to learn and to know. Moonblessed. Moonlacing.

If it did provide money, if it did speed healing as she’d been told-]

This seat taken?

[The speaker is dressed in a plain pantsuit that has seen better days, one arm in a sling and standing a bit stiff. Everything about her seems slightly stiff, taking features that could have been a fine example of classic Japanese beauty and turning them just a bit too cold, a bit too serious.

Brusque as the question is, when those words could be said far friendlier, far more sensually... a hand lands on the back of an empty seat at the bar of a third district establishment, waiting for permission from the woman (or easily-mistaken-for-a-woman man) she addresses.]

03. THE HUGBUG CURSE

[What need had she for giant pumpkins? (Very phallic gourds, to boot, a disgusting addition to an already strange item.) What need had she for strange creatures who pleaded for her attention like children?

So Hazuki ignores the one that tries to entertain her, brushing past it and seemingly uncaring for its feelings as the hugbug begins to tremble in upset-

And tears form in her eyes.

She stops outside the patch dead still, uncaring in that moment if she is blocking the way for those trying to enter, if others have noticed the wailing hugbug behind her...

Because Contractors don’t cry.

So why- Why are there warm tears on her cheeks?]

No, not at all.

[ He makes a small gesture with his hand for the young woman to take a seat. It's easy to not be able to tell if he's a man or woman without speaking to him. The problem is his face -- when people look at him, they aren't able to remember what he looks like even if they're looking right at him. It is as though his face is filtered from their memories. Weird! ]

I could really use some company. [ He wears a white trenchcoat that directly contrasts her own attire. It's pristine and seems to almost glow in the dimness of the bar. ]

[She almost sits down.

They aren’t her type. Far closer to her own build, a flatter chest where she prefers a full breast, stronger muscles where she likes to see soft skin, but as the saying goes.. “beggars can’t be choosers”.

Until they speak, and it’s far too deep to be a woman, drawing her gaze back up to their face to check... Strange. They seem. Normal. Average. Plain, in a way she can’t even pick the features out...

And her fingers tighten ever so slightly on the chair back in frustration.]

... You’re a man?

[It’s a question, said somehow like an accusation.

Thankfully, she wasn’t a beggar just yet.]

[ He isn't sure how to take that question.

Looking down at his clothes, he lightly tugs on them. Yes, he realizes that he's always been a little on the slim side, but he was fairly certain that he came off as a man.

Kim Dokja doesn't realize that his face can't be recognized by other people easily. Whenever anyone comments on his looks, they merely tell him that he's ugly. That's its own complex, but a beautiful woman asking if he's a man ... that's a suckerpunch he wasn't expecting.

But instead of showing his upset, he quips back: ]

Through and through.

[It’s the smallest of micro expressions, barely there even if you were looking, but at that quip... Hazuki’s lip twitches downward toward a grimace.

Was that supposed to be funny?

Despite them not seeming her type, they had been the most isolated of the people in the bar, therefore the one she’d judged as easiest to speak to without being overheard, they had a bit of a way to how they say that had seemed smaller, easier to deal with-

It was vexing, to calculate as wrong as that. More than vexing- She’s not sure how it could have happened.

So her fingers release the chair, her body begins to turn, to go-]

My mistake.

[ Kim Dokja almost bows his head in embarrassment. Like he's the one that troubled her. That is something that he would have done back home, back in the past. But he clenches his fist and instead he runs his fingers through his hair.

He had partially leaned forward in a bow, but attempts to cover it up with the sweeping of his fingers through his bangs and leaning back in his chair. ]

Don't be that way.

[ Turning his tone a little more casual: ] A free drink is a free drink, right? Don't go making a waste of the chroma that I'm willing to spend.

Hazuki Mina | Darker than Black

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2. screeaaaaaaming

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so late it hurts ;;

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1. also holy shit someone still plays from dtb, fuck yes

s- sort of, i still feel super rustynklfn

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