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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!
Atsushi Nakajima | Bungo Stray Dogs | Open to new threads!
[Atsushi was--unfortunately-- very familiar with going without food or water. It didn't make it at all easier to be doing that again though. So when he stumbles upon a pond of water he practically collapses at the edge, going to shove his hands in.
Finally... finally!
Unfortunately, inches away from the refreshing liquid, he's brought up short by what he sees.
It was... the office. He could see his desk, and everyone there crowded around, and--
he was--]
What is this?!?!
[His throat aches with thirst, but it does little to stop the frightened yell that escapes him. He leans in, reaching out to the image reflected in the water--Kyouka-chan's expression, he didn't want to see her make a face like that because of him-- as if he could somehow stop whatever he was seeing somehow...
...and well, he does. By falling in with a yelp. First the crystal fantasy landscape, now this. He missed the city.]
[Camp Nowhere - E]
[Atsushi spends maybe a grand total of two minutes considering the processed food bag before he cracks. He's hungry, and without food out here he's never going to get back to Yokohama and everyone at the Agency. He tears open the bag, staring at the powder curiously before dipping a finger in to scoop some out.]
It doesn't look very appetizing, but....
[Well, here goes. He shoves that finger in his mouth.]
Ahaha... doesn't taste like it could kill me, at least.
[Interstellar Action Force Assemble - H & I]
Slightly underweight for his height and age.... no signs of sexual activity...
H-hey! That's none of your business!
[Is he embarrassed by the weight comment, or the fact they're broadcasting things about his sexual activity? That is the question, isn't it. Atsushi had immediately protested the request to undress, but he's still standing there, cheeks pink and looking bewildered, clutching his shirt.
Later, he eagerly indulges in the offered hot shower and warm meal, scarfing down the food with so much speed it's a wonder he doesn't choke, before looking around for seconds.
Once that hunger gnawing at his stomach is gone, though, he's finally got time to process everything. Space.... moonblessed...]
This feels like a bad dream....
[Wildcard]
[And when Cordis is in effect-- well--
Atsushi hadn't even noticed when he'd woken that morning, but the morning Cordis is in effect, he'd step into the bathroom and gaps for a moment before letting out a groan.
Cat ears. Of course.
Atsushi is at least used to transforming quite often thanks to his ability, so the tail at least he's used to. He's not quite used just... walking around like this, though, and the ears are taking some time to get used to.
He's so hungry, though...
He stares at the front window of a nice smelling restaurant he passes, tail flicking behind him in interest and daydreaming about a nice, big lunch. He needed Chroma for that, though...
Unknown to Atsushi, he's putting off the Cordis typical pheromones just thinking about how much he wants at least 5 servings of whatever smells so good.]
[OOC: Open to all, as well as any other scenarios you'd like to play. As stated, for the TDM I'm rolling with Atsushi being aligned with Cordis.]
Camp Nowhere - E
I think it tastes a little like tuna with red bean paste.
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[He's never heard of that being used with Tuna....
Is this just a dish he hasn't heard of, or....?]
H
And really, it does bother Eichi for that to be on blast from anyone other than himself, but he's doing well to disguise it, and he reaches over to touch Atsushi's arm gently, meant to be a reassurance, but possibly a little startling for how out of nowhere it is.]
Pay them no mind, if you can help it. With so many details being shared across this station, everyone is bound to be embarrassed. It's less noticeable if you act calmly, you see?
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He's trying so hard not to hear that he jumps a little when Eichi touches him, flustered, embarrassed and mortified.]
Ah...! Oh.... I guess you're right. I didn't really think of that....
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[He lets his hand slip away from Atsushi, but he lingers close still, curious, waiting to see if maybe he's helped ease his mind a little.]
So, shall we ignore what was broadcast and introduce ourselves? My name is Eichi Tenshouin. ♪ It's nice to meet you.
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[It was a terribly awkward place to meet new people, for sure, but the routine of introductions and pleasantries was a comforting one right now, in a weird way. No matter how weird their situation was right some, some things at least were a constant.
Or maybe Atsushi just chose to relentlessly cling to whatever little rock of sanity he could find in outrageous circumstances. That, too.]
Circumstances aside, It's nice to meet you Tenshouin-san.
[He seemed like he was only trying to help, which was nice.]
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[With a flourish, his hand presses sincerely over his own chest, and he bows his head a little in his greeting. His smile is bright when he stands again, and he glances between Atsushi and the 'doctors' around them.]
I can't help but notice that you seem quite new to all of this, so I must ask... before this, you wouldn't have happened to have been in a place where some people had marks down their necks, would you?
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Huh.....? No.....
[He just gives him a confused look, brows crinkling slightly. It was a strange question, to say the least.]
Like tattoos....? I haven't seen any tattoos like that in Yokohama, no.
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[If he's noticed that he's thrown Atsushi off, he doesn't show it, busy bringing a hand to his own chin and thinking about this. So, not everyone, then... How is he supposed to go about knowing that, then?]
In that case, that question must sound rather strange. I apologize for that. Ah... Look there, it seems that we're being herded out? The embarrassing part is done, so shall we move along together? I'd like the company.
C
And then he hears a splash. And immediately makes his way back to the pond, forgetting the upsetting sight he had seen earlier. There are more important matters at hand now!
He plops down next to where the poor victim has fallen in and reaches for him, not caring that his long green sleeves have trailed into the water and grow heavier as the water soaks in.]
Grab onto me!
Re: C
He'll probably apologize later, but at least he's skinny?]
Wha-- Who?!
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But once the poor, waterlogged man latches onto Ishikirimaru, he tugs him free, and maybe a little more easily than some other people might have done. But this young man is skinny and Ishikirimaru has a decent amount of strength, so it's not a problem.
Ishikirimaru carefully scoots the two of them a few feet from the water's edge so there isn't a repeat of this incident, but keeps a loose hold on the man, more to steady him than anything.]
Are you all right?
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Huh.
Those sure are cat ears. While perhaps not the best motivator here, he can't help himself.
(Spoilers: he really wants to pet them, but he has to be composed and not lose himself in that feeling, but he can control himself.)
But he does notice another thing that piques his curiosity, at least, and one that can easily start up a conversation. ]
Do you need help with something?
[ Because Atsushi is just kinda.
Standing there. ]
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......is that drool?
He quickly snaps out of it when Rean speaks up, jolting slightly in surprise before he turns to face him with a sheepish look, ears falling low and to the side.]
Oh...!! Hello. I didn't see you there. Am I in the way....?
[He wasn't standing in front of the door, but maybe he wanted to look through the window, too....?]
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Although seeing him drool makes the problem a little more obvious, even more when he sees Atsushi snap out of his distraction, asking if he's in the way.
Smiling a little awkwardly, Rean can't help but rub the back of his head, frowning a little self deprecating. ]
Ah, no, you're... You're fine. [ But then realizing what he's said, his cheeks flush a bit in embarrassment. ] It's just that you looked like you needed a little bit of help.
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Ah... I was just admiring the food in the--
[The rest of his sentence is unfortunately cut off. A loud, rumbling gurgle resounds, his stomach announcing hunger to the immediate vicinity in the worst possible way. Atsushi's tail sticks up straight in the air a moment, unusually colored eyes going wide before he ducks his head in mortification.]
.....Alright, so I was hungry.
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[ Rean smiles in a way that's just a little pitiful, his laughter resounding in a way that shows just how... awkward this entire conversation is, really.
Although seeing the movements of Atsushi's tail seems to tell him all he needs to know, really. Although he does understand the shame in having a bunch of people (himself included) hear the hunger pangs so clearly. ]
Did you want to grab something to eat, in that case?
[ This is probably a huge mistake. ]
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There's a gleam in his eyes. Maybe... this guy....?]
Actually, that's the problem. I can't without enough Chroma.
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[ And almost immediately his face colors a bit when he mentions Chroma, if only because his thoughts go elsewhere because of it. ]
W-Well, it's not that hard to get Chroma at least...
[ says the serial headpatter, although he's definitely not thinking about headpats in association with Chroma right now. ]
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Except now Rean is suggesting they make some, and that's...
There's a hint of color growing in Atsushi's cheeks, too, tail twitching behind him restlessly.]
Oh... you mean... I... I guess that's also an option.
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Yeah... But you don't have to get Chroma with someone like me.
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[He seems to have a slight tendency to babble when he's put on the spot, apparently. Or maybe he's nervous....?]
... are you really serious about offering?
[His cheeks are turning properly pink now.]
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Well, it doesn't have to be like that, right...?
[ If he's remembering correctly. ]
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[Holding hands didn't have to be like... that....
He can't look Rean in the eye either, help.]
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