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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!

This is this TDM's overflow. Feel free to move your threads from there and continue tagging!

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Oh right, I never introduced myself. [He's. Really bad at all that.]

Yeah so I'm Taako, from TV, charmed. And other than being a habitual kidnappee with a weird-ass ranged weapon, who are you?

[Because he can't get kidnapped, mkay? He's supposedly an emissary of Fate or whatever and apparently has some important shit to do? He wasn't listening all that well when it went down.]

[ Don't worry, man, Taako is no better at introductions than Prompto is, and he's still forgotten to give his own name. And he'll continue to forget, because he is immediately derailed by-- ]

Whooooa, wait, you're on TV? Dude, that's awesome! Are you, like, one of those people who does the weather on the news?

[ He tilts his head, considering his assessment further. ]

Oooor...wait. I bet you're on one of those advice shows where people get in fights over babies.

[ You know the kind. ]

[He scoffs at both of those suggestions, tossing his braid over his shoulder.]

As if I'd be as boring as a weatherman.

[Although being a variety talk show host? That could be interesting. For a season or two, at least. Then he knows he'd get bored or be too tempted to stir up shit and make everything worse.]

I was a chef - had a traveling wagon, went from town to town, city to city. Bringing that good shit to everyone.

[ Ohhhh. Yeah, he can totally see it now. Prompto presses his fingertips together thoughtfully, before offering: ]

Oh, so you were like that guy with the frosted tips! Did you eat a bunch of sketchy shit from the diviest restaurants around?!

[ He somehow is overlooking the part where this was a "cooking" show and not just a food show. ]

[To be fair? Taako has indeed eaten a lot of sketchy shit from dive-bar level restaurants, but that is not, in fact, what he did for a living and he rolls his eyes in a way that makes it seem like his entire body is involved in the action. ]

First? Obviously I have better fashion taste than to ever get frosted tips.

[Even if he can get behind the rad flame motif. He could so get behind that.]

Second? I cooked food, not coached dumbasses in cooking. A blend of entertainment and actual know-how, I used magic to transmute shit and gave the audience tips they could take home with them. Like, do you know that most people are complete dumbshits when it comes to making a good roux? They have no idea what type of fat to use and just use butter for everything or cook it too long and burn it. It's a travesty.

[ Confession: Prompto doesn't even know what a roux is, but he at least doesn't ask, considering Taako just told him that dumbasses don't know how to make it. He doesn't need him to tell him he's a dumbass! He already knows.

Though he wonders how this guy would get along with Ignis. Sure, he can talk a big game, but can he cook in the same league as someone who cooked for royalty? Not likely!

...But he's biased as hell. ]

Soooo, what kinda tips would you give to someone who wanted to make a good roux? Just...just curious. 'Cause I make it all the time.

[ He so did not say "roux" right. ]

[Mkay? Full stop. Taako gives Prompto a very openly skeptical look. He could correct him. Or he could just mess with him.

And considering this is Taako?]

Well, why don't you tell me how you do it since you do it all the time. I can give you pointers if you aren't doing it properly. Are you looking for a light or dark one?

[And yes, he's avoiding saying "roux" just to see if this guy keeps messing up the word.]

[ ...Full disclosure: Prompto has no idea what roux even is. Really he walked right into this, and while he's pretty sure he's being set up here, he made his bed, and he must lie in it. ]

Oh! Uh...a dark one, obviously. You can always tell a good roux by it's color! I like mine extra crispy.

[ That's...why it would be dark, right? Because it's been cooked longer? Makes sense to him!

...In theory, anyway. ]

[...If the barely concealed twitch of his plastered on smile is any indication, Prompto got that completely wrong. But he'll play along and see how far this guy wants to dig himself into a hole with this little lie of his.]

Really? Crispy, huh? How do you get that texture, pray tell. This might be enlightening for me.

[ Even if Taako doesn't give an obvious tell, Prompto knows he's getting this wrong. So he should probably just admit defeat now, right?

Wrong. ]

Oh, y'know...butter! Adding lots of butter. For the...crispening.

[ That's what happens when you cook things with butter, isn't it? He has spent very little time in the kitchen, a fortunate thing for all. ]

[So close and yet so very far. Holy shit this guy won't quit and it's almost admirable? If it wasn't also making the chef inside him scream about idiot sandwiches and throw flaming pots.]

And - I'm [He puffs out a breath of air] hooboy, okay, I'm almost afraid to ask but - what spices you put in there, huh? Just butter or something else? Gimme your ingredient list.

Butter is a spice?!

[ Wow, you learn something new every day! But anyway, time to...continue his bullshit, because he's committed to this now. If nothing else, it'll make an entertaining story later! And he aims to make people laugh, so... ]

I mean...pepper. You put...pepper in there.

[ That may be the only spice he knows. ]

[No. Butter is not--

Taako's eyebrow is doing a magnificent job of not twitching while he tries to bite back his laughter. This guy is definitely an actual idiot when it comes to cooking which is saying something. But how long he's going to keep playing along to this? It's actually impressive.]

Oh sure - butter. One of the greatest spices in the world.

[Chew on that, unnamed weirdo.]

And what variety of pepper? There are a lot, you know. You going for hot peppers or more of that mild fruity type?

[ The sad thing is, he is totally gonna believe that butter is a spice now until he's corrected. Why would Taako lie to him? It must be true! ]

It depends on...the region you're in! [ Sure, that sounds good. ] If you're in a balmy place like Galdin Quay, you want the blackest pepper around. But, uh, somewhere chilly? Then you want...the kind of pepper that's in pepperoni.

[ He shrugs. ]

F-forgot what it's...called...

[Oh gods, he just keeps making it worse. He's never heard of Galdin Quay, but when he mentions the pepper in pepperoni?

He can't help himself, but let out a crack of laughter before biting his lip.]

The pepper in pepperoni. That you forgot the name of. Okay, sure, yeah-- [He bites his lip a little harder as another giggle escapes him.]

--It's uh, it's- Let me help you with that name there. Just give me a second to roll through the ol' cranial rolodex.

Uh, it's-- [He quickly makes up something ridiculous.] -Ah, right! The highest grade pepper of them all: Janet pepper. So named after the woman who first cultivated the plant for commercial use.

[ He nods slowly at first, but then much more quickly, like he is indeed recalling the Janet pepper. Has he ever heard Ignis mention one of those in his many recipes? Probably. They have bell peppers and chili peppers, so why not a Janet pepper??? ]

Rrrrright! Uh...the Janet pepper. I knew that. That's what they use in Galdin Quay to get their roux juuuust right.

[ He gives Taako a double thumbs up. This is a dumpster fire. ]

[How is it this easy? Even Angus wasn't this easy to trick and he nearly peed his little fancy boy suit when Taako pretended to threaten him with arcane retaliation. As if he'd ever hurt the kid! At least, not seriously. He did throw him off the train that one time.

But back to this weirdo and his now firm belief that Galdin Quay crispy roux needed a mystical Janet pepper in order to complete. He's even giving Taako two thumbs up like this is the greatest recipe in the world. Or any world.

To his credit, Taako doesn't laugh. He doesn't even break a sweat as he holds all his godsdamn amusement at bay - and there is a LOT of it. Instead, he simply nods like this is accepted and normal information and this guy has somehow passed Taako's culinary test.]

Good, then you won't mind making some for me once we're, y'know, not in this crystal wasteland. Just knowing the recipe isn't the same as making it correctly. Think you can find a, uh, Janet pepper here?

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