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[prismods]

Cybernetic dream, something like you've never seen

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▶ 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!

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Comments

[yakiniku]

[He can't for the life of him figure out where those dragons managed to get the affinity for cuddling that they have. It's like they'll wind themselves around anything, and clearly it's not a trait Hanzo would ever admit to having.

But they look happy so he allows it, turning away to look at Genji who also glances from the sight. Definitely for different reasons given the expression on his face. Hanzo rests a hand on his brother's shoulder--even that feels uncomfortable and unnatural after all of this time.]

And you can stay here if you prefer.

[Hanzo can't imagine Genji would take him up on that when the place was full of empty alcohol bottles and not much else, but his offer stands. Call it the first step of many in trying to make up for what he did.]

There is something of an arena not too far. I spend a lot of time there sparring for practice.

[wireable]

[ he may have regretted how his actions had hurt his family - but he did not regret leaving. he had needed to heal his soul, and while it was only chance he'd met zenyatta, it was his master who taught him to accept who he was, that he was deserving of care and love.

without mercy, he would not be standing here. but without zenyatta, he would not be here.

he listens, his head tilting a little like a curious fox. ]

Like... some kind of heat?

[ he doesn't know why that's the word he uses but it is. when she explains it, he moves in to nuzzle his nose against her neck. ]

I wish I had been there to help.

[wireable]

Ah, they said I could find some housing on level 2. I have not taken them up on it but... maybe I will be close by.

[ to have distance, but not so far that he could not drop in and say hello to hanzo. or check up on him, as it were, since he now knows the state his brother likes to get himself into.

as for the dragons cuddling, there must be something about a lack of affection in their lives that makes the dragons seek up for it. or, as genji used to posit, they are really dogs that look like dragons. ]

An arena? I would be interested in checking it out at some point, for my own exercises.

[yakiniku]

Yes. That should be around this area somewhere. Either way I doubt I will be far in case you need anything.

[Hanzo is thinking less about his tendency to get shitfaced and more about making up for lost time by trying to be a good older brother. Though honestly the time for that has long since past. He wouldn't blame Genji for feeling that way either.]

It is a nice place to meet people at the very least. [Much nicer quality than the lot he finds visiting the nearby bars as frequently as he does.]

[wireable]

That is comforting to know.

[ and it... is, because it's hanzo offering to help him. it's a small step. he's sure there will be steps back in their relationship, but this has gone far better than genji would have expected.

he smiles, a little, crookedly, before it turns teasing. ]

Oh - taking an interest in your fellow martial artists? Or maybe someone into Tai Chi?

[yakiniku]

[With Genji around he has a bit of incentive to not completely indulge himself in self-destructive behavior. He can try to do that in moderation for now.

Hanzo glances over to his brother, catching his smile. He knew that smile. No matter how many years have passed he fucking knows that smile. Especially once he asks those questions. He clears his throat in an attempt to maintain a complete poker face before responding.]

I have no interest in Tai Chi.

[wireable]

Mmm, I supposed you have not reached the age where you should be.

[ it's a light, teasing tone, and he knows that. after a moment, though, he does move to stand, reaching down for his mask and moving to set it back in place. ]

It has been a long night for you, though. I should let you rest. We can ... talk more later?

[ it's an out and an offering. both of them have things they need to process. ]

[yakiniku]

[Okay that one goes over his head. He's not sure what the secret meaning behind that is, but he's certain it's more than just the face value.]

Ah, yes. It is getting late. [It's closer to dawn than midnight.]

Feel free to contact me if there is anything I can help with. [He holds up his communication device. When he turns to see where Ramen is, the dragon is nestled between his two and they appear to have dozed off but Hanzo is pretty sure they're faking it.]

[wireable]

I will.

[ he will contact hanzo regardless, honestly, but the offer is kind.

and ramen is definitely faking it. genji looks at them and heaves a little sigh, before wading into them carefully to scoop up his spirit beast. ]

Come on. There will be time for this later.

[ ramen still gives hanzo the stink eye a little as she's lifted up, but she seems far less likely to bite his face off now.

of course, as he leaves she sticks her tongue out at him over genji's shoulder, so maybe not. ]

[cadeuces]

( They had little enough choice in the matter, toward the end. Everyone knew what was coming and few enough were left when the hammer finally fell to strike them to opposite corners of the earth. She was glad for every step of his journey that had brought him closer to his peace, even if it meant it was further from her.

There came a point in every doctor's journey with a patient where they had to take their own steps and go back into the world. She hadn't felt ready to let go of him just yet and she's sure he hadn't been, either, but the world had a funny way of working, sometimes. It hadn't broken him. Any of them.

Genji listens to her explanation of the events so far and how it had personally affected her, and when he calls it a "heat"... Well, her expression is a bit complicated. )

I suppose that would encompass it, yes. ( The nuzzle he offers her is one she melts right into, temple resting atop his own, as if this were another way she could embrace him by catching his head between her shoulder and her cheek. ) I couldn't have asked that of you, Genji. I managed, with a couple of diligent partners. They were good to me.

[wireable]

[ he presses in against her a little more, eyes falling closed. ]

You would not have had to ask; I would have offered to take care of you. You have done much for me... and I still owe you that dinner.

[ an old, old joke from havana, a flirtation that had not come to pass in reality. already genji was unsure of his place in overwatch and what was left of blackwatch, at the time. ]

I am glad you have others here to take care of you, though.

[ jealousy issues; genji doesn't have them. protective of her, sure, but angela is an adult and given this place... a single-partner setup wouldn't be feasible. ]

[cadeuces]

( And she reaches up to cradle him there in another embrace, shoulders folding and one leg crossing over the other, hooking his knee with the way she tips into his hold.

It's an intimate confession. Then again, theirs is a (medically) intimate relationship, and she thinks if there were anyone deserving of the boundless affection and understanding in others, it would be Genji. She knows that he has herself and Zenyatta at the absolute least, and likely others. He'd never be left wanting.

Her answer is the quiet way she breathes his name out on a sigh, acknowledgement as much as it is thanks, until he's mentioning dinner. )

Then I will do my best not to tuck myself into a corner and we can see what happens. As for dinner, I've kept my I.O.U.

( An old joke, perhaps, but one still close to their hearts. He'd only just been beginning to open up back then, and it had blown up in their faces. Almost quite literally. )

Well, Jesse does share my apartment. He had his fair share of suffering on my behalf.

( She'd always be able to count on him, at the very least. She isn't trying to brag; it's setting his mind at ease for the time she's already been here, rather, but she's glad he understands and there's no roiling of the hackles beneath her wrists.

Angela has no way of knowing what will come from this, with him, but perhaps if they can hold out past the moon phases, they can find out with clearer hearts. For now, this is plenty. And he's warm, and it's comforting. )

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[freshtilapia]

Mm... I like the sound of that challenge.

[Fish's smirk is wicked right before they take the shaft right into their mouth. They suck firmly on the length, making lewd, slick sounds with every bob of their head. They start off slowly, testing things off and making eye contact once every few pumps.]

[princessences]

It is indeed--and ever changing.

[ Especially after ten-thousand years. ]

The pleasure is mine, though I would have hoped it would be under better circumstances...this place is far from hospitable.

[hymnals]

[hdu.

Adrasteius scowls.]

What the hell is that supposed to mean? We've just met.

[The Light fades, and the burgeoning bruise on his arm fades along with it.]

And I'm not a mystic, anyway. I'm a priest.

[abracafcku]

[Smart guy trying to see how far Taako's willing to go, but unfortunately? Taako doesn't go very far at all. He shrugs and starts ticking off a list on his fingers.]

Money, within a reasonable amount decided by me and what funds I got available. [To be vastly underestimated at the time of appraisal.]

Given enough time? Could do a transmuter's stone. [That would stop working once he got his other one working.]

Could give you a coupon to cash in for one spell Level 3 or lower. [Saving his bigger ones for himself just in case.]

Or could conjure up one free meal. [Which is easy as heck to do.] Since there doesn't seem to be a whole lot of food here yet.

[abracafcku]

What?

[What? Forgetting caution, Taako walks forward and stares down into the water, noting the rippling rings still spreading out. It's hard to make out with the distortions, but there's definitely an image in there that doesn't match him and Fish staring down into it.

But that isn't Fish's world - it's Taako's. And he can see his unconscious body lying in the Bureau of Balance's quad with Merle and Magnus standing over him, looking both concerned and nonplussed.]

...Well dunk. That's one hell of an illusion spell.

[freshtilapia]

Did you see my world, too?

[Fish meanwhile saw their own body unconscious during the stand-off against the Hand of the Conjurer. Their unconscious body was in the arms of their group's paladin while the tiefling rogue in the room across seemed to be yelling yet unable to move as these elite fighters of the kingdom were holding all of them at swordpoint.]

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[letxequalnull]

I am glad to hear it.

[There's a smile of Xemnas' own at that, although once Fish takes the shaft into their mouth it very quickly shifts to an expression closer to enjoyment. This sort of thing isn't something that Xemnas usually engages in, but even despite that it's hard to deny that it is having an effect, and Xemnas offers an encouraging nod once Fish makes eye contact. For all that it's starting off slowly, this is very much working for him.]

[freshtilapia]

[Fish is pleased that despite how cool and (heh) stiff the man seemed to be at first, he totally wasn't immune to attentions of the carnal kind. For a while, they concentrate on the head, swirling a tongue around it, and releasing it with a lewd sound to give Xemnas a little sight of their prick messing up the sides of the merfolk's mouth before they take it in again.]

Mmh...