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▶ TDM .010


You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. 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. Even the few shy moon creatures you find in the wild have strange crystal growths on their hides. 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 yields nothing but 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.

After a day or two of living off the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. After the strange phenomenon during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why did I accidentally swallow the worm at the bottom of my tequila? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff give you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay.

While waiting for transport to be prepared, you may freely roam around the government center. Eventually you’re called back from exploring, escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel that makes frequent trips back and forth between the moons and the planet. Faces onboard vary from both old and new Moonblessed as well as the local Prismals. The next destination: Prismatica.


I Heat Up, I Can’t Cool Down
Iris Moon, Government Center (Arrival) and Planet Prismatica, City of Lunatia | top

Welcome to Prismatica’s hub, Lunatia, the city of your dreams! A bustling metropolis lush with bright lights, vibrant colors, luxuriant plant life, and all the conveniences of technology absent from your own world… It seems like paradise to all the uninitiated. After a quick tour of the city, new arrivals can find themselves getting cozy in their new homes.

 A  Settle in your new home at Level 2 to find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

 B  After settling into your apartment, you notice a shiny silver indestructible mechanoid cube with a pair of tiny stag horns attached to it. The card attached says that it’s a gift from the Lunatian government. One touch of the cube makes it hover in place, light up brightly, and play the classic hit Last Firalia by Blam! on repeat. By the 7th listen, you get hot under your collar, beads of sweat forming on your temples and rolling down your neck, and your breath grows labored. By the 17th listen, you’re all but ready to burst into flames — a stark contrast to the plummeting temperature outdoors.

A bit of vigorous moonlacing should keep you from growing too hot and bothered indoors. Or you could simply decide to chuck the cube out the window and let it be someone else’s problem. That won't really stop it, though. The music only stops once the cube picks up enough Chroma in the atmosphere generated via moonlacing, so go forth, and spread the Firialia lust, love, and cheer!





It’s the Moose Wonderful Time of the Year
City of Lunatia | top

In the city of Lunatia, the streets are emblazoned with beautiful antler decorations, gleaming gold and silver along every walkway. Snowflake holograms appear on shop fronts to announce their annual Firialia sales, and Prismals are all rushing to buy gifts and make preparations for the upcoming holiday.

According to legend, on one incredibly harsh winter, ancient Prismals were downtrodden and on the verge of starvation when the majestic stag king of the forest, Firi, emerged from his humble kingdom to bring them warm clothing, blankets, and gifts for surviving the biting cold. It is said that his spirit remains on the land even after the Calamity, appearing every winter solstice to bless the Prismals for the new year ahead. Every year, Prismals mount festive wreaths on their door, decorated with stag horns in Firi's honor, and exchange gifts to invite the benevolent spirit of Firi into their homes.

 A  Hanging fake deer antlers is a strong Firialia tradition that has endured for centuries — a success that can be attributed to its magical effects, which often compels two people caught beneath to share a bit of Firialia spirit with one another. One can find these trinkets everywhere, decorating even the most secluded of spaces. The antlers come in three colors:

RED: Causes a dangerous but intense feeling of desire to embrace the person you're with! You will want to roughly pin the closest person to you on a flat surface, passionately kiss, and/or aggressively hold hands.

BLUE: Causes people to want to kiss until they’re out of breath, hands liberally moving across each other’s body, and the errant temptation to go further, but no taking any clothes off in public or the Moon Knights will get you! You’ll simply be eager to tease and kiss beyond the lips and have difficulty feeling sated.

PURPLE: Causes people to want to caress each other's faces affectionately, steal soft kisses, and/or tenderly lace their fingers together. They may also feel compelled to offer up some sweet whispers and compliments!

 B  To combat the cool weather, Prismals will also be handing out cups of warm chocolate moose mousse. This light and creamy dessert is prepared in enchanted moose-shaped cups with a pair of festive graham cookie antlers poking out of it. Prismal traditions include taking a bite and passing it to your neighbor, enabling you to get a glimpse of one another’s Firialia wishlists left unspoken. Fancy a new fishing rod this holiday? Or perhaps that saucy leather subligar you’ve been eyeing since your arrival? The words and images that make up your list appear before whoever eats your mousse, so who knows? Maybe you might get it this Firilia...





Are You Not Entertained?
Level 1, PrismaPlace | top

After the long wait and preparations, the League Match Action Online (LmaO) preliminary qualification rounds are now underway at the gaming hub in PrismaPlace in Level 1, as the city will be hosting the LmaO Grand Championship next month. Moonblessed old and new are welcome to take the game for a test drive and participate!

The award-winning VR MOBA boasts amazingly seamless first-person view graphics and a real-time combat mode almost as authentic as real life and guaranteed to wow and amaze. Players can explore and immerse themselves in the fantasy world of LmaO, where they can create their own avatars and either fight with or against players from Lunatia and the Kingdom of Lyestellus for glory and loot!

In co-op mode, you will be battling a selection of huge beasts chosen at random. The most notorious among them is Ogma the Dread Ogre, who has high defense and pesky unavoidable attacks. PVP mode pits you against other players, and getting KO’d three times in a row or having your base captured is a loss for you and your team. Fun mode featuring mini-games such as virtual basketball, rhythm step action, beat sword, and many more. Winning any of these modes nets you loads of in-game gold that can be used to buy aesthetic skins, cute in-game pets, fun game emotes, furniture for your in-game house, or weapon and skill upgrades to make you stronger for the next round!

Event emcees will be recruiting anyone passing by for the preliminaries and showing them into fully-equipped private rooms for teams of two to eight players. Each player will be given virtual headsets and tight suits for immersion and communication. Prismal players may be recruited with Moonblessed teams if necessary.

 A  The scenario for the preliminaries is a majestic coliseum filled with gladiators of all ages and species. In LmaO, weapon choices are currently limited to any melee and ranged weapons you'd find in an ambitious fantasy RPG setting (read: you can find dual swords and grimoires but also gunblades), including an elemental magic system of water, fire, wind, earth, dark and light. Choose your weapon and, with your team, fight for the top spot!

As you begin to battle, you notice that the more you get hit, the more your physical body shows visceral reactions to the attacks. Outside of the game, you lose balance. Bruises appear out of nowhere and mar on your skin. You earn minor abrasions and bleed. It’s possible to feel the sweat or saliva of other players or bots, the sensation of their virtual hands grappling you, or their teeth sinking into your shoulder as they bite. It's a new, tantalizing world of virtual stimulation.

 B  For those of you more interested in the glamour aspects of LmaO, you are welcome to compete against other players in either the in-game or a real glam-a-thon. Festive LmaO cosplayers will be scattered around the venue, dressed in colorful costumes of characters from the game, such as the ridiculously cool cyborg Kenji and the flirty immortal fox mage Yeri. As for the in-game contestants, they are located on a bright sparkling stage. Large monitors at PrismaPlace can be seen livestreaming everything.

Some of the many competitors are dressed in colorful gear, including stylish himations, risque chitons, and a bevy of glittery, neon gladiator sandals. Challenge other players to a fashion walk-off on the raised catwalk. Score high enough on either contests, and you will win an ultra-rare Firialia plump moose mount in-game. You are welcome to invite others on a scenic moose ride after as the plump moose very slowly waddles across the virtual snowfields and exhibits its adorable built-in feature where it decides to take a nap every few minutes.


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Caspar von Bergliez | Fire Emblem: Three Houses

[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-08 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
I.) at least there are no golden antlers...

( as is caspar's prerogative, he's not paying attention to anything that might hang from various entrances or exits. what reason would he have to look up? there's nothing or no one interesting enough to get his attention that way! and as he passes beneath the antlers, caspar feels the oddest urge to grab the nearest person's hand and then just... push them against a wall. all while continuing to roughly squeeze that hand. )

Hey. You, uh... you're just gonna have to deal with this.

( because despite being so close, all he feels is the need to pin this person as well as maintain the hand hold. it's enough to annoy the hell out of him, and he's doing his best when it comes making a compromise regarding these compulsions and what feels most natural to him--- which is not this. )


II.) ever try to solo something and immediately regret it?

( honestly? even given the opportunity to change what he looked like in a virtual reality setting, he still stuck to his guns when it came to his physique and height: solidly packed with muscle despite being of an average height (a stacked 5'8"). the best way to continue to work on getting more fit for a fight is to clearly train against things that are way stronger than you, and what better test is something meant for more than one person!

except... that's not always how it works, and caspar knows he's made a bad choice once he's knocked into the air and then spiked into the ground like a volleyball. )


Can't get a hand on him...! What am I supposed to do?

( he needs support! or something. )


III.) unfortunately, sitting doesn't recover HP very quickly

( but after all of that, caspar's not expecting to feel like he's been through a ringer or two; literally, as he pulls off the VR equipment and spots the bruises and scratches, including one particular mark that stings as he raises his right arm to inspect his sides. with a frazzled expression and a gently sloped frown, he gets himself away toward some kind of open space with round tables and chairs, complete with what looks to be snacks and drinks for resting and relaxing after a match.

he's able to get himself into a chair before immediately putting his face down and groans. there isn't a part of caspar that doesn't ache and without a vulnerary, he can't really take care of himself.

with a terse sigh, he's reminded how alone he is. )



IV.) wildcard

( want something else? leave it here! i'll roll with you. )
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III

[personal profile] crestfallenfor 2019-12-08 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
[So. Someone wasn't dumb enough to hop into the fighting games in the VR - especially after seeing what became of the people who did. But that didn't stop that someone from both checking out the "fun mode" games and... just being around to watch all the craziness that was going on.

So what is that someone to do when he sees an old classmate that, by all means, should be dead?

Compartmentalize, of course. It's what he's best at.

Compartmentalize, and stroll right up to say hi, and, if nothing else, let Caspar know that he isn't as alone as he probably feels. Even if they were in different houses. Even if they probably ended up on opposite sides of the war in both of their timelines.]


Hey. Holding up alright?

[Also: don't mind that glow of healing magic as Sylvain pats your shoulder as he passes by before pulling up a chair, Caspar. You really look like you need the pickup.]
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-08 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Sylvain?

( oh, maybe caspar has somehow died from his minor injuries and is now in a better place? it wouldn't explain why sylvain is here though, as he has nothing to do with cats or endless amounts of time fighting people who will always be taller than him. but he won't complain, especially when the familiar warm and numbing sensation of magic replaces the dull throbbing all up in his body. )

Yeah, I guess. ( a beat, and then: ) Man, you should've seen me beat up those guys! With my fists, too.

( he's about to flex but when he does, that pain shoots right back up his back and caspar pushes his face back into the table. )

Ugh! I thought it'd be fun to fight things wearing all that stuff. It was like they were allowed to hit me.

( they cheated, sylvain. virtual reality is bullshit. )
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[personal profile] crestfallenfor 2019-12-18 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
That's me.

[Nah, if Caspar had somehow died and ended up where Sylvain is, it would be a whole lot... hotter. To say the least. "Burn until we meet again," and all that.

...And his healing magic probably wouldn't work, either, which would be terrible for both of them.]


I did see you... or, what you looked like in the game anyway. It was up on the screens.

[Ah. There's a wince, and so he tries again with the healing. Manuela does always say there are some things that magic just can't fix, and this odd technology-induced soreness just might be one of those things, but... well, if it isn't, then he can be helpful, and if it is, then at least he gave it a good try.]

Reckless as ever, I see. [Pot, kettle...] Did you just get here?
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-18 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
( yeah, it's him. but knowing that he saw caspar take the L makes him sigh into the table he's resting his face on and turn away from sylvain in embarrassment. )

I did my best.

( it is somewhat comforting that he didn't die from his tactical mistakes (screaming being his favorite and his go-to strategy). caspar nods as best as he can, which looks like he's more or less giving the table a nuzzle or two. )

How'd you guess? Actually... it's probably been too quiet around here, huh.

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[personal profile] speakshorse 2019-12-08 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
[do you ever just end up pressing a former classmate against the wall??]

[Marianne was startled at first. After all, being suddenly grabbed very rarely has good connotations. Still, seeing that it's Caspar eases some of those worries. He wasn't the type to use his strength for anything untoward.]


Um... alright.

[If Marianne was good at anything, it was just dealing with things. She could just endure this and then maybe- ask why he felt the need to do it. Maybe. Maybe it would be better if she never knew.]

[... why does she feel like she wants to kiss him, though? Oh. Oh, no, she's the untoward one! This is fine! She'll just endure this, too, no matter how close his face was to hers!]
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-08 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
( he'd be looking into a camera if he could right now because out of anyone... marianne?! immediately he feels death figuratively creeping up on him. she's the most soft (or barely) spoken classmate he knows, probably because his loudness could immediately bury her.

still, he doesn't mind this. at least she won't judge him for this sudden change of character? maybe? there's no way that marianne would take advantage of him!

(another maybe?) )


Ugh... sorry Marianne. ( he averts his eyes, though caspar does squeeze her hand a little harder. ) I must be cursed or something because I haven't done anything that dumb lately.

Are you doing okay?
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[personal profile] speakshorse 2019-12-09 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully, no one's around the corner to see him "force himself" on poor, quiet, shy Marianne.]

[And she certainly doesn't judge him. Although some part of her tenses up when he says the word "curse." No, if anything, she's the one...]


No, I- [well] I don't understand but, um, it's... fine.

[She knows Caspar doesn't mean any harm by it, even though he's squeezing her hand tighter. It's different from the kind of contact she fears, though. She'd be worried about being held up like this in an accusatory way. Instead, it's- oh, no, she's staring at his face again. He's looking away and some part of her-]

Please... l... me...

[she mumbles, sure she wants to say it but entirely unsure why and without any confidence behind it.]
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-10 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
( even with the magic of the antlers still pushing him to go farther, caspar's sensibilities do win out in a way; instead of pressing his lips against marianne, he gently bumps his forehead against hers. it's a way to sate that odd compulsion while also making sure he can respect what she may or may not want.

he wants to apologize again, but words don't feel appropriate. neither does the position they're both in. )


I... don't think I can let go. But I promise I'm not going to do anything more.

( she's still his classmate, no matter what. )

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[personal profile] swordhandled 2019-12-08 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ caspar i'm sorry for what is about to happen ]

Alas, fast and foul fiend! You think that through simply containing my sword hand that you can hold back the tides of justice? [ at that, owain grips caspar's hand just as tightly, though he's not sure if it's the compulsion that's been coming from his time from underneath the antlers or from being overpowered and forced against the wall ] Nay, this is only the adversity that this fated hero thrives upon. You have not stopped me, but your licentious actions only function to serve as my encouragement to rise up and show you exactly what I, Owain Dark, the Scion of Legend, am capable of!

[ and with that, owain's spare hand reaches up and instead of doing what he would really want to do, his own desires cause him to instead pull at the front of caspar's shirt and pull his face closer.

well, if he wasn't red in the face before, he certainly is now. ]


Uh, well, this certainly has become more of a situation.
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-08 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
( are you really sorry though??? with both of their hands now being occupied, there's not much that they can do as they're up against a wall, faces very close, the red on owain's being matched by caspar's equally exasperated expression. despite all the times he's spent wrestling raphael, the moments where he's gotten to use his might against some of the enemies of the church... )

You talk a lot.

( which isn't a bad thing, but words are cheap! especially when caspar has like two brain cells to listen and understand, and then make decisions after? the tension is not lost on the blue-haired fighter, who swears he can feel the barest touch of owain's lips as he wiggles. )

... so who are you again?
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[personal profile] swordhandled 2019-12-08 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ partially sorry. owain may not have strength, but he's at least got the speed and skill to make use of what he does have. ]

Yeah, you're not the first person to tell me that.

[ his face puts on an expression that p much confirms that he has heard it multiple times. he lets out a sigh, breath blowing against caspar's lips. ]

Seriously? You push me against the wall and you don't even listen to my heroic introduction? Alright, let's start all over.

I'm the Scion of Legend, Owain.
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-08 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
( well, first off: he's never heard of any scion of legends. second, if he was expected to read about it in one of his classes or officer's meetings? he definitely didn't do that! and finally he's not one to ignore the feeling of someone else's breath against his skin, especially his lips, and he stares at owain's.

they look pretty soft. )


Never heard of you. What does that mean?

( names and titles have never meant anything to him. this one does nothing to impress, either. )

If you're some kind of legend or scion or something, you better be able to back it up.

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[personal profile] darkseal 2019-12-08 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hubert isn't here to play games. Literally. You could not pay him to get him to try out these games. He is interested in watching how they work and what they do to the participants, however, and when he notices someone who looks really damn familiar... well, it makes sense to go check, right? Given that so many of the people here are from a future timeline, he's used to the idea that someone could show up looking different.

He wasn't exactly expecting Caspar, however.]


Caspar. I take it you've just arrived?

[He doesn't join Caspar at the table, he's going to remain standing here. Looming. As always.]
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-09 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
( even before hearing the familiar voice, caspar instinctively sits up straight in his chair and immediately winces. yes, there's definitely some kind of slash or bruise on his back, and even a bump makes him cough out a groan. )

Yeah! Yeah, I did.

( and then he slowly slides halfway down, not bothering to look at hubert. )

... what, did I do something wrong?

( the looming is totally foreboding and he kinda hates it but. it's hubert. he means well, surely. )
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[personal profile] darkseal 2019-12-09 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Given that Caspar isn't immediately jumping into a fighting stance, he's likely from a time where he chose to side with Lady Edelgard. That's the only explanation for why he wouldn't consider Hubert a threat, but he's hesitant to believe that without hearing it from Caspar himself. It's certainly someone he can't make assumptions about.]

Possibly. [It sounds almost amused, though. As if it's a joke.] What is the last thing you remember happening before you arrived here?

[Straight to business. Knowing where Caspar's loyalties lie is far more important than being cordial.]
baitless: he looks a bit tired, but less intensely so. (how vaguely and unhelpfully can i put it)

iii

[personal profile] baitless 2019-12-08 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[...seriously, though, why did they make it actually hurt. what is the point in that. what the fuck, prisma.

...

but ah, there's another actually familiar face, although it may not be familiar because hahaha, timelines, hahahah, hahahah, what the fuck is even happening in other universes, hahahahaha.........]


...if there are first aid stations, I have not seen them personally. They really should have healers around...
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-09 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
( you should say it louder: what the fuck, prisma?! )

Yeah, I haven't seen a healer around...

( and then he realizes it's seteth who's speaking. a responsible adult? or something? in THIS timeline? what an incredible concept. )

... aren't there other professors here?

( not that he isn't happy to see seteth! who wouldn't be happy to see him. :^) )
baitless: he looks a bit tired, but less intensely so. (how vaguely and unhelpfully can i put it)

[personal profile] baitless 2019-12-09 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[...sylvain. sylvain wouldn't be happy to see him on account of being a thot. Caspar's just... loud... though...??]

Professor Manuela is here, as well as...

[...oh, Goddess, right, he has to get into this already, doesn't he.]

...was Professor Byleth a man or a woman. This is a pertinent question, I promise you.
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-10 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
( well, that's good to hear. she's always been kind to him, despite his somewhat rowdy behavior. but it's that question that makes caspar blink a few times in confusion, tilting his head to the side. )

Are... what does that even mean? Of course the professor is male!

( and it begs the one million gold question: )

Why do you ask?

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II.

[personal profile] byleth 2019-12-09 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Right. Maybe Byleth should come and help him? Except he's not exactly experienced in how to use any of these strange helmets and has mostly been playing the observer to his students. He hadn't expected to find Caspar newly arrived among the throng of players, but he's had time to grow somewhat accustomed to randomly running into them whenever and wherever he least expects it. Granted, given the size of this event, should he really be all that surprised?

More importantly, he's starting to worry about the hits Caspar is taking even if he can't tell how real they are. He wouldn't be recoiling so much if there wasn't at least some semblance sense of impact, would he? And just when he's about to go off-balance again, Byleth edges in close to stop him from meeting the ground. ]


Careful. Try a more defensive tactic and wait for an opening. Do you have a shield equipped?

[ He's not sure what the limitations of this game combat is either, but he'll just simply think of it as it were a real battle. It could prove good training for the both of them even if Byleth can't see what's going on the same way that Caspar can through his headset. ]
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-10 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
( thankfully he doesn't bang his head, mostly because he's already trying to look around for byleth before he hits the ground. the last thing caspar needs is a concussion, and he's thanking his lucky stars while seeing said stars dance in his sight as he blinks rapidly to get rid of them as quickly as possible. )

A shield?

( caspar takes a moment to pat his sides, then check his pockets. no shields on him! getting back onto his feet, he dusts himself off as the seemingly invulnerable monster waits for his next move. )

And what's a defensive tactic? The best defense is a really powerful offense, and my hands have been full this entire time!

( but as frustrated as he is, caspar does his best to not lose his composure. especially not in front of his professor! )

... what kind of opening do you think it'll have?

( it's pretty freaking big. also scary. caspar really wants to ask the ogre about its exercise routine... )
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[personal profile] byleth 2019-12-24 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Where does he even start with him? There's too much to cover in too short of a time. Caspar's character may be dead by then. Why did he sign up for this tournament if he had no idea what was going on? Then again, why does Caspar do anything really... ]

Your shield in game. Check... the inventory?

[ Do they even have one in the game? He assumes they would. Where would they put all the weapons and items that aren't in use? ]

But if you're going on the offensive, then you can try to draw him out with a feint and get him to let his guard down before striking. You can do this, Caspar.

[ Both hands clap over his shoulders encouragingly, hoping for the best. He's never had to coach anyone through a game before. ]
Edited 2019-12-24 04:07 (UTC)
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[personal profile] casphard 2019-12-24 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
( his... inventory? that sounds odd to begin with, but then again it's hard to explain how byleth can just have whatever someone needs within reach. maybe he should be digging into his pockets, see what he might have on him---

what the...???

with a grunt, somehow caspar liberates one (1) giant lid to a pot. )


Are you kidding me?

( and then he squints, raising it up with his left hand. )

Is this a joke?!

( the ogre is certainly laughing, but that gives caspar enough time to take it off and wing it at his enemy, who doesn't expect a flying makeshift frisbee to clang off of its head and immediately counters by throwing it back (and thankfully missing, bless supports) )

Actually... just keep standing with me, professor!

( maybe he can continue to pelt ogma with tons of random items at a distance with a very powerful guiding hand on his shoulder? )

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[personal profile] catnapping_s 2019-12-11 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, he managed to startle a very distracted and wanting-to-doze-off-so-badly magic user as he was pressed against the wall. Linhardt's instinct was to grab a tome with his free hand but it dropped to the ground beside him as he looked up to see Caspar. He felt Caspar's hand squeezing his.

While the side effects of the antlers may have some part of why Linhardt is not being too concerned, it's also because this is his childhood friend and there was some trust he was giving. Linhardt was also slowly realizing he didn't have to LOOK DOWN to meet the other's eyes, for once.

In fact, despite a slight blush, he manages to retort,]


No different than what I already deal with when it comes to you, Caspar.
Edited 2019-12-11 00:32 (UTC)