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Prismatic Mods ([personal profile] prismods) wrote in [community profile] prismaticrap2019-03-05 11:10 am
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▶ TDM OVERFLOW .001


Lisa Frank's LSD Fun House
anytime, anywhere on the moon Iris | top

Everything is darkness except for dim lights sparkling in the distance, a faint gleam that greets you as you start to unfurl from your dormant state. 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. Throat parched and skin dry and aching, you grope your body in alarm to make sure your possessions are still in place. 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 only rewards you with 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.

A ⬤ As you traverse the near-barren landscape, you feel something sting your skin. It's small and subtle at first, then you finally catch sight of it: an elegant, crystalline mosquito buzzing around from the corner of your eye. However, a pest is still a pest. After a while, marks near your welts begin to form strange patterns on your skin, mimicking ancient runes. Each rune has with it a particular side-effect that may hinder you on your journey:
The Mark of the Enchanter: Hallucinations, hallucinations galore. Your character will see everything and anything their imagination can conjure and will have difficulty separating reality from fiction.
The Mark of the Destroyer: Limbs start to cease their function, causing you to stumble or try and get around one-handed. Other certain body parts may be affected as well. Look at the bright side: you can stop worrying about jiggle physics and hiding your fear boner.
The Mark of the Sinner: Your hunger, your thirst, your fatigue and your desire are at an all-time high. Your impulses are rabid and uncontrollable. Maybe you experience only one of those symptoms. Maybe you experience them all. All you know is that you want relief now.

These effects will eventually clear up with a bit of accidental or purposeful physical contact with another person, making you wonder if there was anything wrong with you at all.

B ⬤ Hunger starts to gnaw at you vigorously. Perhaps you consider hunting the moon's creatures to sate your hunger. That's when you see it: a thick, meaty, juicy meal on legs. No, we're not talking about Alex Louis Armstrong. A wild silver-white pegasus runs across the purple landscape, its hair billowing in the wind as its hooves smack loudly against the ground. Try and shoot it, and you may find your efforts curtailed by its legendary rage. Eyes aglow and wings beating up a storm, this pegasus is no dainty horse. Two thousand pounds of pure muscle swoop down and charge at you, all blades and ammunition deflecting off its impenetrable skin. Taming appears impossible; it will buck anyone away and leave a sizable horn- or hoof-shaped hole in them for their efforts. Hunting it, however, should be easier. Relatively.

C ⬤ Or you may decide that you'd like to take a drink in the prismatic waters. A small pond can be found just a few miles away from where you first awoke, but gazing into it reflects what appears to be a window into your own world. You see the faces of loved ones or at least someone very close and familiar to you gathered around your prone body, shaking it frantically as though to try and rouse you, yet your image lies frozen and unresponsive, not even a whisper of life running through you. Did you die in your world? Is this your afterlife? The questions start to pile up along with the gnawing dread that you may never return home again.


Camp Nowhere
anytime, anywhere on the moon iris | top

Time moves strangely when you're trapped on a moon with no sun to guide you. Hours feel like days, and days feel like weeks. Travelling has rendered you weak and tired. Luckily, a few crystal formations in the shape of a cavern may offer you a small place refuge as you decide to nap. You notice a few artifacts left over from previous explorers.
D ⬤ A comm unit abandoned within the cavern will display the former owner's idol obsession. As you tap the buttons indiscriminately, a holographic screen will appear, and you will see a fabulous recorded concert featuring three bubbly young ladies in animal print, singing to you about something called Cordis, a cat, and a bag of gems. Does this make any sense to you? Probably not, but the beat is catchy. You may even find yourself tapping a foot along to it. Don’t worry. We know it’s plastic love.

E ⬤ There's a small cooler-like container of preserved powdered food bags labeled with only the word “Edible” that can be safely consumed. Although the powder tastes as bland as you’d expect, it’s oddly filling, sating either hunger or thirst. But who will be the first — and the bravest — to try eating them?

F ⬤ A strange, pointed instrument is among the effects found in the cavern. It's silver, long, and thin with a curved end and a light. When you grip it with warm hands, it seems to vibrate enthusiastically and comes in three settings indicated by a frowny face, a neutral face, and a happy face. What could it mean exactly? No one knows, but you can fiddle with it to your heart's desire. Just don't ask yourself where it's been before. You don't want to know.


Interstellar Action Force Assemble
prisma, iris | top

Over a day has passed when a group of people find you worse for wear. Some are full of uncertainty and fear while some are full of curiosity and excitement. They claim that they are scientists from the planet Prismatica here to investigate the sudden appearances of rainbow crystals in the skies. That means you and the others they’ve located within the area. You are all a surprising find to them, and they are quick to load everyone in their transport vehicles for examination and questioning.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why are the pegasi so ill-tempered? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They do have questions on their own, so it’s only fair to trade. They tell you about their world as they poke and prod you, trying to understand what you are and how you came into their land. If they’re not trembling in fear, some of them may ask you odd and invasive questions in return, such as what the rate at which your body achieves thermoregulation is, how long your refractory period is, and if you would be willing to submit various kinds of body fluids to them. It's up to whether you wish to comply or protest.
G ⬤ If you react violently, you will be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. They came prepared, so have fun with that! In any case, conscious or not, you’ll be brought into one of the transport vehicles. If you choose to peacefully cooperate, you’ll be provided any necessary first aid and a refreshing drink to help you recuperate after the rough time you had for the past few days. Each transport vehicle has a few small rooms to rest in, but due to the limited space, you’ll have to snuggle up with someone else on that bunk bed. Unfortunately, the moonshine fruit the ship is also carrying in its cargo has an extremely sweet smell that’s been permeating through certain areas of the ventilation system… Taking a whiff of it may inebriate you for the rest of the trip.

H ⬤ It’s a bumpy ride as terrain vehicles draw over various crystal formations until you see a large dome-like structure up ahead. Within its confines lies the seat of the Prismatica's government, Prisma. It’s a bureaucratic wet dream: skyscrapers practically touch the upper surface of the dome, windows glimmer with a prismatic sheen as daylight hits them, and small ships can be seen flying to and from its spaceport. The scientists, members of the Lunar Scientia, usher you into their facilities for tests. Arrivals are likely to twitch, tremble, and panic as Lunar Scientia fellows take and broadcast every embarrassing, unfiltered detail about you — height, weight, age, strange odors, estimated frequency of sexual activity —- to one another. These scientists will ask you politely to undress, too, but understand if you don't want to. They're especially fascinated by the readings of pure Chroma inside you, whispering among one another excitedly about the possibility of the new arrivals being a new moon species. What should they call them? Moonborne? Moonblessed?

I ⬤ At long last, the questions and physical examinations are done. They’ve decided to call the arrivals as the Moonblessed. They’ll take you under their care until they understand more about you. You're allowed a very refreshing hot shower and a warm meal for your efforts. Don’t worry, the meal was imported from their planet. “Planet?” you might ask, but you won’t need to wonder for too long. The ships are preparing for their next destination: the nearby planet Prismatica, where you will be dwelling for the time being. You're free to explore the government center until then.


Wildcard
Lunatia, Prismatica | top

It only takes a couple hours for the ships to reach their home planet. The ships drop the characters off at the city of Lunatia, where they will be given their communication devices and a plastic card they can present to certain landlords at any residential district for their subsidized (read: absolutely free) lodging. Officials at Prisma instructed the newcomers to await further instructions from the government, but you have a lot of time to kill before then. Why not explore in the meantime? Learn the ins and outs of the world, get a job, transform under the full moon, and explore the many mysteries of planet Prismatica!

This is this TDM's overflow. Feel free to move your threads from there and continue tagging!
oncebrokenway: (4ziqufL)

[personal profile] oncebrokenway 2019-03-16 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
So you can appreciate more different kinds of food. I mean, some tastes you might never be able to get used to - but if there's something you don't like at first, but you learn to like it later, then suddenly there's all these other things you can enjoy eating that you wouldn't have liked before.
princessascended: (Ready)

[personal profile] princessascended 2019-03-16 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Look her boyfriend's dads are a mouse and a duck and her other boyfriend is best friends with a mouse king. Weird is relative.]

Maybe we should all go together. You know... when we get back.
romcena: (starswirl1)

[personal profile] romcena 2019-03-16 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ god, he's getting a headache that's touching very familiar places. one above his right eye, which is feeling twitchy, and another right around his left temple. the way he's acting feels more common among those three lovable idiots he calls his friends. but it's a little different, more personal when he says such... dumb things. ]

You feel pretty real to me. [ pride won't get in the way this time. ] Maybe you should stop running and get caught for once.

[ it's his turn to follow, but he doesn't hate it. especially because he's not as blind as he was before, and that alone is enough to keep his wits about him. matuwity has helped Rom.

instead of trying to make a point and brush past, he sticks to Shuu's side. ]


Because this isn't a chase.
xioff: (Mankind is still calling it life)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[THOSE ARE ANTHROPOMORPHIC DISNEY MICE

THIS ONE'S JUST

A RAT]


I'd like that... I wonder if they sell sea-salt ice cream there?

[xion. xion, please.]
xioff: (Mankind is still calling it life)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
I think I'd rather just eat the things I already like.

[listen, when your lifespan is xion's, you want to just have the good and only the good.]
vanitas: (pic#12978891)

[personal profile] vanitas 2019-03-16 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ For all that he 'knows' Belial—he'd built him from scratch, piece by piece and inch by inch—he's still confusing. But Lucilius doesn't care to understand that deeply, either. He comprehends what he needs to: his strengths, his limitations, the aspects where he shines and fails as a utility to be exploited.

The rest is irrelevant, but at the very least, he doesn't distrust him. Giving away the blueprints of one plan wasn't such a risk when he could make a hundred others anyway. He speaks openly, browsing more wares as he mulls aloud softly. ]


My priority is to return to the Sky Realm and resume from there. [ Whether that took a week, a year, or a millennium. ] I doubt the Omnipotent is the one who cast us here, dormant as he is—perhaps he has no hand in this place at all. Any judgment I render now would be too hasty to be credible.

[ Should another body of people in another body of stars worship a different god, and evolve along countless routes of possibility, then maybe there'd be no need for his finale at all. It seemed unlikely, though. Cosmetics aside, this place didn't seem to function so differently than their 'home' and its miserable, stagnant cycling. Lucilius' tone steels over, knifelike in its sudden severity. ]

But if he created this stage as well, I'll demolish it.

[ With that established, he casually dumps another bundle of herbs into Belial's growing pile of materials, no longer interested in repeating what should be an obvious mission statement. ]

I assume you have the chroma to pay for these.
Edited 2019-03-16 05:47 (UTC)
oncebrokenway: (pic#12956143)

[personal profile] oncebrokenway 2019-03-16 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I get that.

Still, it's good to try new things sometimes. Might discover a new favorite.
princessascended: (Got me thinking.)

[personal profile] princessascended 2019-03-16 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[A rat that makes really good food!]

They might. But... they also might have something new for you to try.
xioff: (As the rain lets up)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
That definitely wasn't one, though.
oncebrokenway: (Dn0i66N)

[personal profile] oncebrokenway 2019-03-16 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
Definitely not.
xioff: (A connecting force)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
... As long as it's not mint....
xioff: (As the rain lets up)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
Do you really like that?
oncebrokenway: (EqaVC7i)

[personal profile] oncebrokenway 2019-03-16 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
What, the mint? Yeah, it's not my favorite but it's nice for variety.
xioff: (Mankind is still calling it life)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Oh.

...

I wonder if Axel or Roxas would like it...
princessascended: (Wonder what's out there...)

[personal profile] princessascended 2019-03-16 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
You don't like mint?

[Huh. She always found it refreshing, herself... but there's no accounting for taste.]

Well, that's not a problem. There's plenty of other things to try.
oncebrokenway: (4ziqufL)

[personal profile] oncebrokenway 2019-03-16 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Might give it a shot sometime.

You three should have plenty of time for that, now. All the time in the world.
xioff: (Mankind is still calling it life)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods.]

I got ice cream with Riku earlier... It was 'mint chocolate chip'. It was so different from sea-salt.
tactically: (pic#12959674)

[personal profile] tactically 2019-03-16 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[HE REALLY IS A THIEF.]

If only. [...wait, no. Agreeing with this guy kinda pisses him off (even if tiny Ishtar is the only good Ishtar). He takes it back.] —no one asked for your opinion!

[And the Gate of Babylon appears once more, the Prismals scurrying out of its way as the mystical weapons of his treasury find their way out to send attacks toward "Ishtar." Someone is probably going to have to pay for the damage done by any stray spells.

(Not it!)]
princessascended: (I'm sorry what?)

[personal profile] princessascended 2019-03-16 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, yeah that would be really different, wouldn't it? I kinda like it though. The mint's cool, which works really well with ice cream...

Mmmm, but if you don't like it, you don't like it. Did you find another flavor you did like, at least?
xioff: (No one here is unable to offer love)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah...

... Maybe we'll even get to try that 'boredom' thing Demyx talked about.
xioff: (Mankind is still calling it life)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah! Riku got strawberry, and we traded.

... But it still wasn't as good as the sea-salt ice cream in Twilight Town.
princessascended: (Ready)

[personal profile] princessascended 2019-03-16 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't, huh? Well, I guess you'll just have to keep trying until you find something you like as much.

Or just something you want to try again. I won't ask for miracles.

[After all, how much of the taste of that ice cream is because of Xion's memories?]
xioff: (In a sky that stops raining)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[She goes quiet for a moment, then...]

I just hope... I can find something that I like because I like it.

[Not because of someone else's memories.]
oncebrokenway: (12984007)

[personal profile] oncebrokenway 2019-03-16 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[that is simultaneously the funniest and the saddest thing he has ever heard in his life.]

The best part of boredom is doing stuff to get rid of it.
xioff: (Mankind is still calling it life)

[personal profile] xioff 2019-03-16 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Huh... Is it that bad? I wonder what it feels like?