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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.
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
▶ 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!
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!
no.....
So she steps forward carefully in case Invi isn't fond of her getting close, though Aqua's expression doesn't betray anything except curiosity and confusion, if that helps? It's not like a Master has anything to fear from someone not among the seven.
Like, she's still being rude by not saying anything, but she reaches to touch the hem of Invi's sleeve, if she can.
She has to know if this is real, or if she's in a strange, brittle place that will fall apart at the slightest touch.]
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I promise I'm no phantom, nor figment of your imagination. I am real and whole, and if you try, I'm sure you can sense as much.
[Just as she, in turn, can sense Aqua's own powerful light.]
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Definitely real.
She had felt Invi's light too, but there's something about tactile confirmation that helps more than her inner senses, after her time alone. Weirdly, her paralyzed arm thrums with pins and needles, as if prompted to wake at the contact.]
...I had a feeling. But I had to be sure.
[What does it mean if the past is here now? Aqua's as lost as she's ever been, letting go of Invi to rub feeling back into her rune-covered arm.]
Master Invi, right? I'm Aqua.
[Finally, an introduction after a hot minute there.]
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She can't blame her. The situation is strange, and she herself doesn't know what to make of it either.]
Aqua, then. It's a pleasure to meet you. [Even physically, surprisingly, if the touch had been anything to go off of.] Admittedly, I know little of what is going on here, so I'm not sure how much help I can be.
gay
Look, she can flex her fingers now, even! She regards Invi with no small amount of intrigue, but she doesn't ask, discouraged further when Invi brushes away any hope for answers.]
It's alright. I'm used to it.
[Aqua hasn't had a clue since 2010, my dude.]
Though, maybe you could help me find someone? A friend of mine and I were attacked and separated...I'm worried about him.
[Now it's just her again, alone. :( No thanks to smelly Ansem, Seeker of Dankness.]
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[They can work together. If any of the other Foretellers are here... Surely they'll know what to do, how to return from whence they came. Being out of time is a strange feeling, and it's one she's not particularly fond of, even if she's telling herself reassurances.
The Master would have seen this. Would have planned for it. Everything is as it should be, surely. It's these thoughts which keep her from panicking entirely.]
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No, not yet. You're the first person I've run into.
[
If it helps, KHUX seems to have strong links to the future what with the medals and such, Invi.For her part, Aqua has had rare instances of reassurance and a lot more uncertainty, enough that she spits on the idea of not being alarmed by their circumstances. This should not be happening!!
But first:]
What about you? Have you seen any men in long black coats?
[LET IT BE KNOWN THAT AQUA WOULD HAVE A CONNIPTION OVER THE REVELATION THAT "A MAN IN A BLACK COAT NAMED ANSEM" DESCRIBES TWO FUCKING PEOPLE.]
aqua would have a connipshit over the fact that theres 13 xehanorts, forget 2 ansem
we're not going to talk about how invi can potentially know everyone in this fucking cast because she gacha'd them]I have not, unfortunately. [Long black coat, though... Luxu? The Master? It's hard to know, or even if she's not just getting her hopes up by imagining the same black coat both of them had last been wearing.]
We can look together, if you'd like. I'd certainly welcome the help.
ONE BATTLE AT A TIME PLEASE
Invi is rolling in her mercy rolls, she is.I just wish we knew where to look.
[Aqua rasps, her gaze sliding away from Invi to scan the horizon of desert and crystals.
No one, let alone her companion nor that man with the Heartless at his back, would ever blend in with the gritty sands and colorful stone. Black coats? Even more of an eyesore.
She bends her arm experimentally, marveling at the fact she has full use of it back now. Was this the power of an old Master, that even mere touch would heal some strange ill? Speaking of ills...]
Oh, Master Invi. [There, she finally appended Invi's proper title.] You said you're capable of water magic, didn't you? May I...?
[SHE'S THIRSTY...and she sounds like a frog. Please, tasukete.]
what u dont want a bossrush
[She doesn't even need her keyblade to conjure up some water. It's very simple magic! A basic water spell, that sees a sphere of it floating innocently into the air, conjured from nothing.
Because Magic Is Fucking Bad And Doesnt Need To Be Explained]I don't have a container on me, however.
[Just use your hands, you filthy animal.]
NOT AFTER DDD
Magic is pure bullshit and perfect for this canon and its inhabitants and you know it.Anyways, Aqua is a bottom-feeding gremlin and cups her hands dutifully, knocking back the water like Invi handed her a shot.
Which might be preferable, considering the circumstances of her life at this moment. But water is good enough for now.]
Thank you.
[Aqua says while thumbing her lips dry, still thirsty but sounding much improved!
Ahem.]
I'm ready to go if you are.
[SHE HAS TO FIND FORGETFUL BEARDED GRANDPA. HE'S MADE HER MORE HOPEFUL THAN SHE'S EVER BEEN, MICKEY.]
coward
[Though... Where to definitely needs addressing.
Surely Chirithy can help with that, and the creature suddenly pops into existence conveniently right into Invi's arms, and wiggles its own at her when she catches it.]
There's more people arriving at the camp, Master Invi!
Very well.
[It's a good a place to start their search as any, and she looks to Aqua.]
Does starting there sound like a good idea to you?
8(
Any remotely intelligent commentary flees Aqua's brain when Chirithy suddenly pops into existence, and Aqua is like a cat herself, her metaphorical tail poofing to twice its size before she realizes there's nothing to be concerned about.
Maybe?
It's very cute, but she's never seen anything like it before!
I...yes.
[Bwuh.]
Master Invi, who is this?
[ADORABLE CAT CREATURES WERE NEVER MENTIONED IN THE DUSTY TOMES ABOUT THE KEYBLADE WAR.]