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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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When Inuyasha finally finds him, Sesshomaru will have had his sword drawn, tip pointed at the tip of his half-brother's sensitive nose. ]
Stand, Inuyasha.
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Not being able to smell properly was a nightmare, too. There was too much of everything. People stank, and in unusual ways that he'd long given up trying to decipher. They came from this world or that, and so he caught whiffs of creatures and bloodlines that cloyed at his nose with their strangeness. It was like the blind had suddenly been given sight. Too much all at once, wrapped between the metal tang and fumes and deafening cacaphony of the city.
When he gets a whiff of something familiar (sharp, with a singeing thread that might be youkai), it's just muddied enough that he can't cleave it free of the rest of this mess. When it gets more potent, so does the city muck, and so he takes to all fours to find the source.
Which is how he finds himself at the mercy of Tenseiga. The sword was harmless. The frosty shithead attached to it was not.
Inuyasha doesn't rise. He springs away, airborne and angling to land the furthest he can in the quickest time possible. But still close enough to shout a hot expletive or two, which he does the moment his feet meet the earth.]
You fucking bastard! How long were you standing there? Asshole!
[His heart was a war drum in his ears. He could have lost his damn head like that, sniffing around like a cur and never looking up. Idiot!]
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Tensaiga is indeed a harmless sword; while it won't kill, it will still inflict pain as needed. Right now, Sesshomaru feels a certain desire to do just that, close the gap between them and plunge the weapon right throat his throat if it means he'll remain quiet as he gauges how much he knows about the situation they're in. Fortunately for the both of them, he knows that isn't quite necessary; with his nose glued to the ground for heavens know how long, Sesshomaru doubts he's got any idea how they turned up in this forsaken place.
The tip of his blade follows Inuyasha's movements momentarily, only to be sheathed shortly after. ]
Long enough to witness the heights of your indignity is capable of reaching, little brother. Tell me, was your impaired nose able to pick up anything other than garbage similar to you...?
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His shoulders go stiff in the prolongued beats between barbs. His own hand floats over the hilt of his own sword. But there's a flash and a soft, slinking sound, and Tensaiga vanishes from sight. The show of peace doesn't smooth the hairs down on the back of his neck. If they're talking constants then Inuyasha is a cacaphony, Sango suffers lechery, and Sesshomaru is always deadly.]
Sure it did. I found the biggest shit in the pile, didn't I? [His teeth might grind out to nubs if he's forced to endure a whole conversation. But fighting is no option, not here. Inuyasha had harbored a secret fear for a very long time, making his trips to Kagome's "Tokyo". Once or twice a youkai would surface. They were weak, parasitic things, only waking with Kagome's meddling or the aura of her jewel shards calling to them. They were dispatched easily and with minimal loss.
Now take a real youkai. Drop them in the thick of the humans and their swollen buildings and their elbow-to-elbow excess. Inuyasha's pulse was jumping. His head spinning. Their swords are sheathed, but that could change in an instant.]
I never thought I'd see you this far in a human city. Can't you smell either? It's teeming with them. [His knuckles crack.] Get out.
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Thus, he doesn't have a response to the accusation; it's not like Sesshomaru sought after a sanctuary for half-human, half-beasts. If he could, he'd be far from here long before Inuyasha tears his nose away from the ground. ]
Is that why you're so comfortable here? And why your sword wavers...
[ His eyes fix on the whites of his knuckles. Clearly there is something Sesshomaru is missing, but it's not difficult for him to figure it out. He glances at the strange structures, akin to multiple pagodas built flush against one another. He thinks about how easy it is to destroy them all if they were to get into their... kerfuffles.
And it makes him smirk, if only just a little.
Tensaiga is useless for this. Sesshomaru quickly sheathes it, and in a fluid motion, zips over to his younger brother, claws sharp and aimed straight for his throat. There won't be time to process its crushing grip, but Sesshomaru invites him to try to avoid it anyway, testing his resolve... or to quiet him, if nothing else. ]
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When he wants to (and he wants often, the showboat that he is) the fucker can move. Inuyasha's breath barely comes. He hasn't a spare second to act and yet several things happen at once.
His hand had floated to the Tessaiga's hilt. Drawing it would have stayed the attack, kept a distance between them and put Sesshomaru back on guard. Yet his fingers never closed around the ragged handle.
He abandons instinct for reason and springs back to dodge. Not soon enough, not quick enough.
He's caught in those steel trap fingers in the blink of an eye. His throat is crushing under the force. One hand whips onto Sesshomaru's wrist to pay his bones back in kind.]
You...fuck...
[Would his brother kill him outright like this? In a strange land with no purpose? Or was there something more to the strike?
Dots spackle his vision. He has no time for debate. He could go for the sword even now, but his free hand joins the other on the arm. He begins to twist. If his brother is serious about trying to kill him, then fuck it. He's taken limbs from Sesshomaru twice now. Why not make it three for three?]
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Sesshomaru continues to lift him up, suspending him the air; the higher he rises from the ground, the tighter his grip on his throat— so much that the insult can only be choked out through his teeth. It's a less offending sound than his usual vocal range.
— But here's the thing: Sesshomaru isn't actually intending on killing him here. Killing him as he is now would be a stain to his honor. It's clear that Inuyasha has leaped into survival mode, however, and what was only mild pain on his arm became much more than that. He finds his grip faltering as the muscles on his skin feel like it's on the brink of tearing from him bone completely. Eyes narrow once more, fangs baring from his lip as he snarls.
Just before Inuyasha can completely rip his arm apart - and he is very close to - Sesshomaru pivots his foot and hurls him into a nearby building with a force strong enough to level the shiny structure, should Inuyasha fail to find his footing before he meets the glass. He doesn't release Inuyasha unscathed, unfortunately for his half-brother. As he flung him, his claws tear three visible marks on his neck, drawing blood.
Whatever ends up happens, even if Inuyasha manages a safe landing or levels the building on impact, Sesshomaru will stand before him, rolling the shoulder his good and only arm and observe the blood that's disgraced his own fingers. Still, it doesn't stop him from bringing it to his lips and lick the blood tentatively, frowning immediately henceafter. Like this bitch didn't know what he expected... ]