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▶ TDM .002
▶ That’s Not a Space Station, It’s a Moon
You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you as you awaken. 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 third month when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for any 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? Am I paying for all those drugs I took back in the '70s? — 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, they recommend that you visit the government archives. The collection features a variety of fiction and non-fiction books, including an eclectic romance and erotica section with titles such as: The Moon Knight's Ravishing, Armed and Amorous: A Forbidden Tale between a Dragon and a Moon Knight, and Silk and Satin, Leather and Moonlace. Also notable are informative textbooks such as Delightful Dragons and Where To Do Them and From Argos to Zhavidar: A History of Alchemy. As you read these books, the photos and illustrations come to life on each page, moving within their borders. It seems this is the norm on Prismatica.
▶ She wants to lead the glamorous life
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.
Before you can enjoy the surrounding shopping centers, they will be dealing with all the standard security checks from some handsy droids that will feel you up, examine your weapons, possibly even cavity search. Nothing like the loving touch of a cool metallic hand.
▶ That Smell is Exactly What You Think It Is
On Level 1, you may encounter construction workers rebuilding damaged properties. When asked they’ll answer, "Oh, it was just a bit of a mishap a while ago. It's all been contained now. Nothing to worry about." A couple of streets are cracked and covered in debris, as if a huge monster had crawled under the pavement. Surrounding walls have gaping holes, and dried up viscous white fluid stains some buildings.
▶ Questions
If you have any questions regarding this test drive meme, please ask them in this thread.
You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you as you awaken. 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 third month when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for any 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? Am I paying for all those drugs I took back in the '70s? — 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, they recommend that you visit the government archives. The collection features a variety of fiction and non-fiction books, including an eclectic romance and erotica section with titles such as: The Moon Knight's Ravishing, Armed and Amorous: A Forbidden Tale between a Dragon and a Moon Knight, and Silk and Satin, Leather and Moonlace. Also notable are informative textbooks such as Delightful Dragons and Where To Do Them and From Argos to Zhavidar: A History of Alchemy. As you read these books, the photos and illustrations come to life on each page, moving within their borders. It seems this is the norm on Prismatica.
A ⬤ Several librarian droids like to move in and around the archives, zapping anyone who dares utter a single word above a whisper. Silence is absolutely crucial for study and concentration, thus these droids have zero tolerance for sound. If you are caught making noise, be prepared to be chased and have your eyebrows singed off by a disgruntled droid.
B ⬤ Within the library, you will find an occult section which contains various low-budget spellbooks. This section houses a variety of cantrips and basic charms that don't seem to work for the Moonblessed except the occasional, odd fluke spell which will shrink you to the size of a thumb or cause odd sound effects such as fog horns or pterodactyl screeches to come out of your mouth. Please use with caution! The librarians aren't responsible for any mishaps that occur as a result of reading spells out loud, but if you ask nicely they might direct you to a book that has a way to immediately reverse it if you don’t want to wait it out. All effects are temporary.
Eventually you’re called to the docks and led onto a large transport vessel. Destination: Prismatica.
▶ She wants to lead the glamorous life
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.
Before you can enjoy the surrounding shopping centers, they will be dealing with all the standard security checks from some handsy droids that will feel you up, examine your weapons, possibly even cavity search. Nothing like the loving touch of a cool metallic hand.
A ⬤ There’s a gift shop right outside Crystarium Moonports with a huge, eye-catching poster promoting their 80% clearance sale. A must-have souvenir from Lunatia is a memory stone — special blue stones mined from Cordis that can project a happy memory from your days in the city if you rub them the right way. If you need new clothes, this is the perfect chance to grab a shirt with media sweetheart Maria's lovely bedazzled face on it. You might even hear her hit song playing in the store...
While browsing, you overhear a crisp zap! followed by a group of children jumping for joy. They got just the toy they wanted from the high-tech gacha machines lined up in front of the store. Since you have some chroma to spare, why don’t you give them a go? The Mallow Bunnies is all the rage among all Lunatians. Adults are particularly fond of their sleepy series. On the other end of the spectrum, there are also these... uh... what are these? If you can’twhaleget the one you want, don’t worry! You can always trade with your fellow Moonblessed. It might pay off to get some extras, too. You never know when you’ll need to sweeten your deals...
B ⬤ The ads are all over the billboards with their neon colors, energetic beats and seductive billion-polygon assets: you too can be a goddess with a blade in League Match Action Online, Prismatica’s number one VR MOBA game! The next LmaO world championship is later in the year, and the grand prize is rumored to be 15 million demichroma. If you want to get a team together, now’s the perfect time to start. In the meantime, try your luck at the smaller tournaments in the lower Levels. You might meet your future teammates and rivals there.
Or you know, just have fun with it. Relax, it’s just a game!
▶ That Smell is Exactly What You Think It Is
On Level 1, you may encounter construction workers rebuilding damaged properties. When asked they’ll answer, "Oh, it was just a bit of a mishap a while ago. It's all been contained now. Nothing to worry about." A couple of streets are cracked and covered in debris, as if a huge monster had crawled under the pavement. Surrounding walls have gaping holes, and dried up viscous white fluid stains some buildings.
A ⬤ While most of the streets are back to normal, there are several areas that local Swiffy bots have yet to thoroughly clean such as the sewers and the backstreets. If you’re interested in helping, necessary tools and materials will be provided. You may team up with your fellow cohorts to scrub, scrape and sweep the vines’ remains. It is very likely that you will find some decaying roots with a rotting, corpse-like smell that makes your stomach turn. Though these plants have already dried and wilted, there are still a few stubborn vines and dried sap that won’t come off no matter how many times you try. Good thing they let you borrow nifty liquefying rayguns! These guns can turn natural waste into clear, thin and biodegradable slime that rolls off surfaces and into the sewers if not sucked into the vacuums of Lunatia’s trusty Swiffy bots. Careful: the raygun also works on fabrics!
H ⬤ Getting around is another adventure. When you head to the subways, you will be met with the misfortune of train carts stopping abruptly at intervals, making you careen into other passengers. Maybe you’ll accidentally land on someone’s seat or get someone pinned against the wall. The trains aren’t fully functional at the moment due to recent events, so doors might not open and stops might be missed as you circle through the endless track.
Might as well strike up some conversation. The news is seen overhead, detailing the attack of the Vinea vehementi from a few days ago. The reporter warns of increased robbery incidents since the attack. Due to the grief, trauma, and debts accumulated from the damages, some Prismals have resorted to pickpocketing in an attempt to recover their losses. Of much less importance is the uptick in stolen underwear cases in the city after the planet-wide release of the B movie Stalking Panty, in which the main character Knickers gains newfound confidence after discovering his talents as an Iris Moonheld and an undercover panty thief.
Moon Knights and kind neighbors warn you of the dangers, but will that stop you from going out at night? You can start hiding your Midlife Sanguis Ninja Turtle boxers, or you can take justice into your own hands.
▶ Questions
If you have any questions regarding this test drive meme, please ask them in this thread.
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[Graceless as he is, there are at least two braincells to rub together in there. When called out on causing a ruckus he balks, and as he looks to the broad expanse of the park and sees his gobsmacked audience, a long latent humility paints blush across his nose.
He snorts, tossing the pigeons back in the air.]
Buzz off then, you're too skinny anyway. [But live in fear. He could always come back later when the money runs out for good. For now he'll fish that funny glass and metal band free from the red folds of his top.
It's cracked over the screen, with two fang points puncturing the broad corner. But the time still shows bright underneath, there's hope yet.]
I tried to open it earlier, it seemed pretty useless to me.
OH MY GOD WHERE DID MY "Y" KEY GO IN THAT LAST TAG wtfffffff
This is what happens when you go hunting in the park. Maybe someone should tell him there's a forest where that sort of thing might be less frowned upon? Someone should probably tell him.
She'll consider it, if she remembers later.
For now, though, Ziva watches the birds right themselves and take off as fast as they can out of reach, giving him a moment to draw out his device.
Indeed, her eyes DO widen a bit at the sight- how hard had he tried to grab that damn thing?! ]
Er... yes. That's because it doesn't open. It's-
[ She hesitates, at a sudden loss for words. How the hell does one even begin to describe technology that they themselves don't fully understand? They have something SOMEWHAT similar with the tomestones back home, but they don't actually DO anything like these devices. They're similar in shape, some of them, and that's all. She frowns, thinking, then continues. ]
-not like anything I can rightly describe, actually. But they operate by touch- a light touch. [ She's quick to add, lest he get ideas about beating on the thing or something, judging by the damage already done to it.
Ziva demonstrates, watching her device as she brings it up from the clock display and out of "sleep" mode. She shows him the icon that he'll need to access the wallet. ]
This is the symbol you'll want. Would you care for a demonstration?
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He's uncharacteristically quiet as she fumbles through her presentation. Though a visit to the future meant a lot of being yelled at and breaking shit by accident, one of his favourite parts was when Kagome would dust off her sleeves and explain what the soft bits on the Tee-Vee staff were for ("The arrow up is for louder, the arrow down for quieter before we all go deaf!"). Or when Mrs. Higurashi would spoon some exotic feature onto a plate for him, always with a smile and no small eagerness. Curry was shitty but karage was divine, and once she'd seen him gulp a serving in under a minute she always kept big stores of those noodles in the crinkly white bowls.
The future's magic was small in scope and made people lazy, but it was captivating.
He's complacent as he follows along, his claw clacking the screen as he taps it with a feather's touch. It's a success: he made the second painting appear.]
Oh oh, I see. You make the money come alive by touching the pictures. [None which looked like money. But he'll play along if there's a cooked meal at the end of it.] Yeah! Show me. Can I pick which food we get?
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Oh, good, he's being... admittedly surprisingly cooperative. For how blustery he was moments ago somehow Ziva hadn't been expecting that, or that he'd be so attentive and eager to learn once she started showing him.
..... Gods damn it that's actually kind of cute. What is this?
This time the smile actually isn't teasing or carrying any hint of smugness to it, though she is still amused. Ah, well. She's glad she can be of some assistance, here. She'll clear up the purpose of the phone once they've gotten him something to eat. ]
Of course. Fair warning, though. I'm not sure if you'll find it as tiresome as I did, but they're overly fond of bright lights and colors here. It can be a little overwhelming the first few visits.
[ She's leading him in the direction of the lift that should take them back to level one where most of the food places are. They're bound to have SOMETHING he'll want to try, right? ]
Ah, before I forget, you can call me Ziva.
ought we time skip to a food joint
She seems all right. Not that she was being an asshole to begin with, even if she did scare off one of his birds. He just couldn't stand getting mocked to his face, and she had teetered on a thin line for a while. Turns out she's not so high and mighty with this machine crap that she can't pick out what he's having problems with.
Plus, and maybe this was just reaching, but though she wasn't like him she really looked the part. Outsider, a mishmash of features that shouldn't belong on the same body. Even weirder than he was, maybe, and in a lifetime where you're the odd man out that's a stunning relief.]
Yeah, it's annoying all right. I know a girl from a place like this. I think it's worse here, especially with the lights. Stinks, too, don't it?
[He blinks at the mention of her name. Then, a brief smile swipes at the corners of his mouth.] Inuyasha. [His attention dithers a moment, as he's caught the flick of her tail from behind her legs. Yeah, she's definitely the weird one.]
You know, for someone who reeks of cat you're not so bad.
Works for me, I'll leave it open as to what kind he ends up picking out!
But such is her nature! While it isn't intended to MOCK it can certainly come off the wrong way. That's a risk she takes by having such a playful personality. Teasing strangers is often a fifty-fifty coin toss as to how they'd take it. Luckily in this case she had something of value to offer before things could get out of hand. She wasn't exactly out to make any enemies or piss people off who didn't deserve it.
At his observation she rolls her eyes in agreement. ]
Gods above, don't get me started on the smell. I've gotten used to the smell of large cities, but this place is in a damn league of it's own. The worst are the trains!
[ So many people crammed together in a small space- at least in the streets the air wasn't stale and recycled. It's a good feeling, having people who can relate. First another miqo'te, and now this fellow.
At his comment about her reeking of cat, and finding her at least somewhat tolerable regardless she laughs, a good natured sound this time. She doesn't mind the "jab". ]
Well, what can I say? You're not so bad yourself.
[ Arriving on the top level of the city and tracking down a place that he finds smells the most appetizing doesn't take long after that. She'll give him time to figure out what it is he wants to order- and once he's decided on that she'll show him what he needs to know to pay for his meal. After that it's up to him if he wants to eat there or head back to the park where the smell and the lights aren't so obtrusive. ]
(ooc: Tried to leave it open enough that we can either play out the stuff at the food stall (with an idea of where she'd jump in) or just roll with the summary. Let me know if any of this doesn't work! Otherwise feel free to hit me up on plurk
She's so cute...I'm weak
The numbers tick on their glass-casted bands, and a count of twenty finds them perched on a cement riser, decorative trees at their backs and the broad walkway to their fronts. Inuyasha's prize was as close to a pork belly ramen as this place had to offer. The chopsticks jump from bowl to mouth at record speed. He does his best but he still eats as if he was raised in a barn.]
Shit! It's even better when it's not dried up before! [He chomps through a glob of noodles, living on cloud nine.
He casts a glance her way in between bites. He's stricken by their similarities all over again. Ears, teeth, claws, and human head and limbs to house them.
Yet she doesn't carry herself with guarded defense. She sits in her skin and likes it. The chewing turns thoughtful.
a rarity]Hey, so. What does it mean? Being mee-kote? Is everyone in your land like you?
Ahh thank you! Also sorry, the last two days RL/work had me *burned OUT*.
She doesn't seem to mind his eating habits, well accustomed to spending time in the company of all sorts. From the huntresses of her tribe living off the land, to the traders of the port city not far from their home under the canopy, to the seafolk and pirates of Limsa Lominsa, and all the way up to the noblemen and women of Ishgard and the tradition steeped people of Doma- it takes all kinds to make her world the diverse gem that it is. She's been Twelve-blessed to be able to traverse so much of it so freely in the passing months and years, but no matter how much time she spends in the company of leaders or nobles, at heart she's still a simple Adventurer seeking her own ideal "fortune".
Slurp those noodles to your heart's content. This is a judgement free zone.
For her part Ziva sits with only a drink in hand and a plate of some form of gyoza. She'd eaten earlier but was feeling peckish enough to eat something small so that he wasn't the only one eating. It gave her something to focus on between his own bites, allowing him to eat in peace here and there.
She has NO idea what he means about it not being dried up before, because the only dried foods she's become accustomed to are those that are pickled or pressed like the seaweed squares found in some of the Doman dishes. But she'll file that question under the "ask later" folder for now. ]
Hm... [ He's actually got the pronunciation down pat even if the emphasis isn't quite in the right place. She doesn't mind it though. She's pretty chill about a lot of things, as he'll find. ]
The short answer is no. Not everyone is like me. The longer answer... It depends on where you journey. My kind seem far more common in Eorzea than any of the neighboring lands, but I was originally born across the sea and south of there. [ She explains, then goes on- ]
Being miqo'te simply refers to my race, just as being hyur refers to the race of people who lack any distinct features. Elezen are tall, with pointed ears, and Au Ra have scales in places, and tails, and horns.
[ She even gesticulates, pointing to the place on her face where the scales might appear, and then placing her hands to her head to motion where the horns would rest. The tail- she thinks -goes without saying. ] But in other lands you might only find the races that can pass for Hyur, or only au ra.
[ All of this has her curious about his own siutation and world. He'd called himself "Yo-kai", which, again, she vaguely remembers some fuss about that a while back, but she'd certainly remember seeing Inuyasha about, so deems it safe to assume that the two are unrelated. He seems more like her kind than anything, even the wolf-men of Doma, excepting for the fact she hasn't seen any sign of a tail yet. She'll give him a second to parse her answer before asking her own questions, though. ]
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[He nods. Such trips had been made in his time, but Kagome insisted there were even further lands that were just being discovered. There were foreigners beyond China arriving, the Nanban. Inuyasha had yet to see them, but he'd seen the muskets they traded. Jakotsu had been looking down the barrel of one when they found him the mess of bodies.
Here, though. Each and every person was a foreigner, their features fixed in shapes familiar but rounded or sharpened at the edges, the colors wilder than the humans he'd known at home. Some like Ziva were not human at all — it was almost more normal that way. To have someone smell so simple and yet bear a youkai-like sheath of golden hair was boggling. The picture his nose painted wouldn't match his eyes, and he'd spent a long while simply standing against a stone storefront watching the strange folk mill by.]
I think where I'm from the people mostly look the same. Without horns and all that crap. It's just youkai and spirits that get out of control. Some look more like animals than people, or oni. Giant centipedes. Or there's tree youkai. They can be anything. [He digs in pensively, wresting a glob of meat from in between a tangle of noodles and beans sprouts with the chopsticks. He chews it, speaking a few seconds before he's finished.] Sometimes they're born from the will of humans. Sadness, or anger. I once fought a youkai whose true body was a corpse's comb, and one that was a Noh mask. That one would attach itself to human's faces and consume them, then move on to another body. And there was a youkai who was born from the love of mothers for their children.
[His face goes stony for a moment. Seeing his own mother reflected on that form...
The chopsticks clink against the side of his bowl. He doesn't feel much like eating, suddenly. Odd.]
Some are just monsters, only thinking with their stomach. Others are smarter, like you or me. Most don't like people.