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▶ Fox and Friends
Moon Iris; Lunar Scientia, Lunatia | top

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 think grocery store sushi was a good idea? — 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 gives 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. Destination: Prismatica.

a.) An envoy of Prismals with fox-like traits is currently visiting Prismatica to meet with the Queen. Their kind was so awed by tales of the Moonblessed that they have gathered to greet all of them with a ritual dance of their people. They also offer to teach the Moonblessed an amazing trick — with a wink!

Flowing robes follow their delicate bodies as they perform a passionate series of steps and acrobatics with their paper fans. Early in the performance, they peek above their open fans and wink at their audience. At that moment, your limbs are suddenly enchanted with exceptional grace. Couldn’t put your leg behind your head before? Had trouble doing a split? Well, now you can perform these flexible feats and more. The fox Prismals will be inviting the Moonblessed to join them so they can attempt to feel their invigorating chroma against their bodies.

b.) The dexterity spell the fox Prismals cast is one of many a fox has in their repertoire of charms and curses. It can be very useful for making a quick escape! While the older fox Prismals teach this spell to the interested Moonblessed (read: teach them how to wink and use chroma at the same time), you can explore the city with the younger fox Prismals.

A delicious drink called bubbly tea is very popular among teenagers in Lunatia right now! Unfortunately, defective apricot pearls inside may cause you to float a few feet in the air. This effect goes away as soon as the affected pass the pearls at a bathroom, but getting there will be an adventure. Maybe you Moonblessed have abilities that can get rid of the effect? The fox Prismals don’t have a spell to cure this...

Help the affected young fox Prismals get to a bathroom and they will teach you another spell: simply place a finger over your lips, and no one else but your friends can listen in on your secret conversations!

▶ Crab ‘n Go Menu
Lunatia | top

Several tents decorated with streamers, shells, and pearls have been set up along the shorelines of Level 2. A giant clam mascot tells you that hey, hey, hey! There’s a beach festival happening tonight! It will be full of fun activities, and anybody who is anybody will be there. The Prismals involved are inviting people all around Levels 1 and 2. Bathing suits will be provided to all participating festival-goers. What are they celebrating? Who knows. Maybe Prismals just want to have a good time! Hey, hey, hey!

a.) One of Lunatia’s favorite beach party games is “Find the King Crab.” King crabs have a golden belly and are hidden among other disgruntled crabs. Protip: king crabs are often found in the center of large clusters of crabs. Be careful while flipping them; they are very eager to clip anything that comes near their nest! Be the first to find a king crab and claim the grand prize —- an all-you-can-eat buffet for four at a King Crab Sandcastle, a high-end seaside seafood restaurant. You now get to exact vengeance on these crabs by eating as many as you please.

b.) There’s an educational tent promoting the soothing pastime of conch listening. Glossy conchs of various shapes and sizes can be found on the tables. Some special ones are said to link to one’s innermost self. Special conchs are encrusted with tiny glistening gems, making them easy to spot in the sunlight. Pressing them to your ear will draw forth the sound of someone’s voice — be it yours or someone familiar. Depending on the listener’s mood, the sound of the voice will range from peaceful singing to blood-curdling screams.

c.) Another tent is dedicated to scuba diving. You can either rent out a special set of nodes which are worn on either side of your neck to replicate the function of gills, allowing you to breathe safely beneath the water, or traditional scuba diving gear since some Prismals like the challenge! Explore Lunatia’s vast undersea world and bear witness to its wonders, such as its crystalline corals and tropical fish, a myriad of species unique to Prismatica. A few of these species are the rainbow seahorses carrying newborns in their pouches and greater clownfishes that can’t seem to find their offspring. Venture further under and you will eventually find aquatic bears with scaled bodies that seem to be very territorial over their habitat and hoard of delicious (?) sea honey. As they often say, don’t poke the bear…

As the festival winds down, some Prismals can be seen dancing and eating by the campfire. Everyone is welcome to relax and watch a nice fireworks show by the pier while a local band known as the Briny Seamen plays a compilation of their greatest hits. Expect an uncomfortable amount of marimba solos!

▶ Some Assembly Required
LEVEL 2, LUNATIA | top

Once you’ve been all crabbed out for the day, you can finally settle in your new home in Level 2:

a.) 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.) All Moonblessed new and old receive a frazzled email from their favorite Moon Knight, Fahrouk. He was involved in Obscuria’s Glow affair, resulting in both him and his daughter becoming new unofficial Moonblessed Community Ambassadors.

Officer Fahrouk

Subject: MOONBLESSED THERE’S A SALE AT KRABBA!!

To my heroes and my greatest inspiration,

New arrivals, welcome! Old friends, hello! I hope all of you are doing well.

I am writing to let you know there is a sale at KRABBA, Lunatia’s most popular flat-packed furniture store. All crab-themed decors are 50% off!

Here is a picture of my daughter with her new KRABBA shelf. Now we can display our Moonblessed bromides with joy and pride! We had so much fun putting it together and hope you do too.

Here’s a big bear hug from us both! We also attached directions to KRABBA. Happy shopping!

Love,
Fahrouk and Hala

True enough, attached is a picture of him and his daughter standing in front of some newly assembled furniture as well as a map to the KRABBA store in Level 2.

Also true is the sale at KRABBA! The prices are affordable, but the crab-themed items are especially cheap and ready to brighten anyone’s day. Among the notable items in stock are a sea shell-shaped loveseat called Havsskal, a foamy green kitchen table named Tång, and a bed named Havsbotten that somehow resembles the sandy sea floor. Please do not lie down on the beds! The staff have been made to wear crab-themed outfits and will not hesitate to use those claws to get people in line.

After paying at the cashier for your items, feel free to order some of KRABBA’s signature meat (?) balls with Moonberry sauce. You deserve a break!

▶ Questions

If you have any questions regarding this test drive meme, please ask them in the Questions thread below.

▶ As a reminder, test drive memes are for new characters only. However, current players are more than welcome to use these prompts for their own posts in the IC communities, personal inboxes, catch-all posts, etc.!
▶ As our test drive memes are game canon, feel free to keep any threads that happen here as canon for your character should they be accepted.

Threaded | Flat

I.

Waking up surrounded by crystals is... not the best feeling for someone who spent quite some time sealed behind one. He breaks what he can, moving his head back and forth as if he's taking in his surroundings even though he's blindfolded. Ridiculously long ears are pinned back in anger, and there's no mistaking that he's chosen the survival mode.

Of course he fights. It was what he was made for, even if the poor knights are not demons. Restraining him is a bit of a mess, but the shot does help. It helps him listen, too, even if all of it is very alien to him. Weirdly enough, space flight isn't??

One Aezuran lands in Prismatica, he's... a little on edge, because what the fuck is even going on right now?

If you approach him, he's... tensed, to say the least. Any surprises are met with near-feral growls from a large purple elf at nearly 7'5", and possibly even the sudden disappearance right in front of you.

He's still there if you try to poke him. Shadowmeld invisibility is weird.

III.

A place to sleep is a good thing. A whole place to himself? Less so. Aezuran is still on edge, but that is pretty much his default state even back home. Catch him looking over the building, walking down the apartment corridors like a restless ghost.

He knows he should get to know his... 'neighbours', but he's not exactly used to socializing, either. There's mostly snooping. A lot of it. The big elf even stares at walls. A long time, even if his eyes are covered. He's already good on his way to become the weird neighbour, even in a place with strange moonblessings.

When he meets another person in the hallways, he just seems awkwardly threatening with the intense look on his features and the tendency to loom. He's... trying. Maybe.

II. IT'S ALL BEACH FROM HERE

A. Watch those crabs

[ The chance that Seungjun is going to be stupid enough to put his hands anywhere near something with pincers? Next to zero. The chance that Seungjun is going to walk about ten feet away while watching other people stupidly shove their hands into a teeming mass of angry crabs? 100%

Honestly, this is absolutely idiotic, and Seungjun seems to be enjoying every second of it as he watches people get snipped at left and right. Occasionally he'll call out a "helpful"-- ]

Watch out for the big guy behind you!

[ Or an equally "useful"-- ]

I wouldn't-- Ohhh... That had to hurt.

B. The voice of the ocean

[ They're pretty for sure, but Seungjun has never been a big "stick random things you find by the sea up to your ear" kind of guy despite growing up next to the ocean. He does find one of the gemmed up ones though, and lifts it up, bouncing it in his hand to test its weight, before turning to whoever happens to be standing next to him. ]

You know, on my planet there's a type of snail that are in shells that look a little like conch shells.

[ He flips the shell over in his hand. ]

Only they're venomous. Not "can kill humans" venomous at least.

[ A slight pause. ]

Most of the time.

[ With that cheery thought he drops the shell back on the table to go look at another one just to the other side of whoever he was speaking to, looking just as upbeat as before. ]

C. Under the sea

[ He's opted for the fake gills, because honestly why would he bother with anything more cumbersome than that? And while he's not about to swim out far into an alien ocean and risk dying from some horrible alien monstrosity that lurks in the depth, Seungjun is enjoying the sea life not too far from the shoreline.

He's swimming slowly alongside a group of seahorses that seem to largely be ignoring him. This is probably the least obnoxious he's been all day. ]

D. Unwinding at night

[ He's sitting in the sand some distance away from the pier, lit dimly by the equally distant campfires as he stares off across the water. When he first arrived on the moon he'd been convinced he was tripping on something strong, but as time went on and he didn't come down from it he began to let the reality of his situation sink in.

Seungjun has never been one to feel remotely comfortable expressing vulnerability to his friends and family, and he's sure as hell not about to among a group of strangers. Still, as much as he can usually take things in stride ending up alone on an alien planet is a hard thing to cope with.

His expression is completely blank, and his body completely still as he tries not to let reality overwhelm him.

Try not to trip over him in the dark. ]

Edited 2019-07-08 00:53 (UTC)

[A. Arrival. Warning for mild body horror/gore]

[There's bound to be causalities and all while waiting for help to arrive. Not everyone can come out alive every time, right? And some poor soul has been apparently torn limb from limb or something, if the random arm dragging itself around is any indication--

Wait what?

Yep, that sure is a slender arm dragging itself around. It pauses once it seems to notice it's gotten someone's attention and the hand writes 'come quick. Bring thread' into the dirt and waits. Do you follow it??

If you do decide to follow the arm (or pick it up and carry it and let it point out the way to go, which is the quicker method honestly) you'll come across one Fran.

Well, what's left of Fran. Various body parts seem to be flung around the ground, but Fran is still sitting with her upper torso propped up against some mounds of crystal, her head half-hanging off, but smiling cheerfully]

Oh, good, someone came! Did you bring the thread? I have a needle but I ran out of the thread when I was sewing my head back on!

[This is fine.]

[B. Beach Episode (warning for mild eye horror)]

[Fran's really enjoying studying and watching humans (or human-like, whatever the natives are), taking notes here and there on behavior and things like that. It's all so fascinating! But her body's still recovering from....well, everything, so she's not really looking to get involved in the crowds. She's done a great job patching herself up, as she always does, but things need to still settle.

Case in point, when she's suddenly violently jostled from behind, making her stumble forward and... her eyeball pops right out.] Oops! Excuse me, excuse me...

[She claps a hand over the socket and is on hands and knees now, accidentally tripping people as she tries to track down the wayward eye. Maybe it's come to rest by your foot, maybe you're one of the people accidentally tripping over her as she crawls on the ground. Either way the eye has some good luck to avoid being stepped on this long and to avoid going onto the sand itself, sticking more to the expanse of blankets and towels spread out under the tents like makeshift walkways]

Excuse me, please don't move so suddenly, I need to find it--! [She could always get a new one somewhere but, like, it's her eye, thanks] It's going to get so dirty... [UGH!!]

[C. Assembly Required]

[Fran's found her new apartment rather cute, though obviously lacking in the lab supplies she'd normally want taking up space. Ah, well. She's done more with far less, and it might be a fun challenge, starting from the bottom and working her way up!

She peeks outside in the hallway, walking up and down it as she considers sound travel and everything else...]

Oh, hello. Looks like we'll be neighbors. [She smiles broadly, expression a bit dreamy as she looks upwards as she thinks a moment.]

Are you a light sleeper? Do you think sound will carry too much...? I'd hate it if the screaming woke everyone up... [What] Oh, not my screaming, of course. [Hey fran what the FUCk does that mean] Of my patients! [That didn't clear anything up]

[OOC Note: Caim is mute, so don't expect a wordy conversation with him. Telepathy and writing will work as alternative methods of communication, however.]

CRAB ‘N GO MENU
B — Unpleasant Shells
[Nothing about this misadventure has made any sense. From the very get-go with broadsword in hand, in characteristic fashion, Caim had every intention to cut down each Moonknight who came near him. Only when it was confiscated while he was held down did his rampage get cut short. And as he lied there on the floor, he was spoon-fed the explanation about how he came to be in the world and why he was there.

He couldn't decide if he preferred to be fighting a war he suspected they would not win, or if he willingly wanted to be drawn away from his duty. He supposed there was an upside not to having Verdelet's voice in his ear. Or the screeching of anyone else for that matter. No. At the end of the day, there was nothing good about being here. Midgard was where he belonged.

It didn't seem they were going to let him go anytime soon. Instead of returning his sword to him, they gave him a bathing suit instead and was told only on 'good behaviour' would he receive his weapon back. And even then, the Moonknights were going to be keeping a strict eye on him.

Unsure about what to do with his time, he found himself with the plethora of seashells and when it was explained what he ought to make do with them, he begrudgingly played along. Perhaps the sooner he did so, the sooner they'll let him go home. It never really works that way, but brute force won't get him what he wants evidently.

What he hears on the other end isn't what he expects at all, which shows in the transparent twisting of his face. No. He really belongs in Midgard. He can't be here. He's got to get out of here right now. The shell gets thrown from his grasp in shock and he's stumbling over the sand.

And probably into someone. Probably you. Caim has definitely seen better days.]

SOME ASSEMBLY REQUIRED
A — Some Welcoming Party
[He's not enjoying any part of this. They still haven't given him his sword back. At least he's not having to wear a ridiculous-looking bathing suit anymore. None of this is meant to be a vacation for him. There's nothing pleasant about being ripped away from home and Caim hasn't exactly mastered the art of calm composition. On the contrary, he tends to have a bit of an unpleasant temper. At least back home he has multiple people keeping him in line.

Basically, he needs to be put on a leash.

'Get to know your new neighbours,' he's been told. No, thanks. He's not interested. Unless someone he knows from home is here. Maybe they all got taken. Maybe they're all there together. Wishful thinking. He hasn't had the opportunity to ask and it doesn't seem anyone's picked up on the idea that he's a man of few words. If anything, it's been rush, rush, rush right along. They've got things to do and places to be.

Well, so does he.

He's storming down the hall toward the apartment he's been assigned. The prison, in other words. Grumpy is one way of putting it, but it's probably an understatement. He brushes past people, bumps shoulders roughly, and doesn't even turn to look back. He can't sense any of them. He's almost certain he's here alone.]

WILDCARD
[Interested in something else? Let's make it happen. Caim's not an easy person to get along with and he'll likely be of a one-track mind for some time. Maybe help him get a pad of paper or something. Or some other means of communication. Otherwise you're in for a challenge.]

▶ CRAB 'N GO

▶ FIND THE KING CRAB
( At over six feet tall and well muscled, Asgara makes an almost comical figure dressed in the ruffles of her pink bathing suit. But no one would accept that leather makes an acceptable alternative, nor do they seem interested in her proposition that she simply enjoy the festivities naked. Rimefang had even offered a helpful threatening snarl -- effective, considering the snow-white wolf was of a size befitting something keeping Asarga company -- but, after deciding that ruining the festivities would be unlikely to start anything more exciting, she'd waded into the crabs in the offered suit.

Scooping up an armful at a time, Asarga brusquely flips over the crabs to inspect their stomachs before tossing them away. The ones that pinch and remain on her are shaken off, not caring where they might land -- or on who.

Asarga snarls annoyance at a particularly stubborn crab who'd clipped itself to her finger, still not removing itself from her. An echo, hauntingly, of the circle of life can be cruel rings in her ears and does nothing to improve her mood. )

I will be certain to kill every single one of you when I have the chance.

▶ SCUBA DIVING
( This entire event is doing nothing to make Asarga feel as if she has left Azeroth. Staring at the options available for her to use to go underwater, she's crossed her arms and refuses to take another step forward, no matter who might be trying to coax her into doing so. )

My armor and Rimefang's fur already smell like rotting fish. I have no wish to repeat the experience.

( The frostwolf makes a sound of agreement, although she's sticking a paw in and out of the water, as if she's testing something. Attempt to convince her that nothing is going to attempt to kill her in this ocean adventure? Or perhaps just ask about the giant wolf -- that would be fine. )

▶ WILDCARD
[ throw anything at me if none of these strike your fancy. or, if you want to talk things out, send me a pm or hit me up on plurk at

tsarcasm ]

Edited 2019-07-08 01:12 (UTC)

A. FOX AND FRIENDS

[ Anyone testing out their new fox-gifted dexterity might hear a small round of applause coming from nearby. A glance over is all it takes to spot the pale, spindly man clapping, though he quickly stops as soon as his eyes meet yours. Looking down and off to the side, like he's equal parts shy and awkward.

Dressed in a nondescript suit and with his hair let down, Kaiki perfectly looks the part of your regular salaryman, complete with tired under-eye shadows and mildly harried look. ]

I'm terribly sorry. [ He even sounds sorry. It's very convincing. ] I didn't mean to disturb you, but it was quite impressive, what you were doing. Are you a gymnast?

B. TIME FOR CRAB

[ What is it with crabs. Why does he always seem to end up entangled with crabs. In the vicinity of crabs. Having to put up with crabs. ... not that he isn't finding a little enjoyment in flipping over these creatures and watching their little limbs wave helplessly in the air.

Kaiki can be found off in a quiet corner of the beach -- dressed in a swimsuit to blend in, yes, but also wearing a light button-up shirt on top of it -- deftly flipping over any crabs that wander close to him.

He's mostly keeping to himself, watching other people instead of immersing himself in the activity, but a keen eye might notice that he has shockingly good reflexes. He's found himself a good, sturdy stick, and any crab that wanders close is shown zero mercy.

Maybe he isn't looking and accidentally flips one onto your foot. ]

C. MOVE-IN DAY

[ Thanks, he hates it. How long has it been since he's had a permanent residence? His skin crawls at the thought. He needs to find a different arrangement ASAP.

So Kaiki leans against the railing in the hallway outside his apartment, idly staring out at the cityscape. If anyone else wanders into his vicinity -- exiting their own apartment or trying to scoot past, or maybe even just passing through the stairwell -- he calls out, ]

Hey. [ A small tilt of the head to indicate, yes, you. ] Lend me a moment of your time.

[ Time to see if earning money here really is as easy as holding hands. ]

▶ crab 'n' go | one.

[ Jason is shirtless and in a very gaudy swimsuit, legs crossed beneath him as he holds a conch to his ear. He seems to be, well, having a conversation with it. At least he isn't bothering anyone else? Feel free to disturb him, though, because he's probably not going to figure out the problem with his actions on his own. ]

So, there I was helping - sorry - [ a pause ] - I was helping - sorry [ pause ] - this dog person get to the bathroom by holding their hand and then— oh.

[ He furrows his brow a bit. His perfect facial features look puzzled. This isn't a unique experience for him. ]

You know, you have a really pretty voice but you keep interrupting me. I think I want to talk to the next lady. Like, swipe left on this conversation. Can you put her on?

[ The conch shell responds with a scream so loud that he drops it from his ear and scuttles away from it. ]

▶ crab 'n' go | two.

[ Rather than find a king crab, Jason has camped himself by a cluster and decided to name all the crabs. He seems to be treating them like they're puppies, wearing a big grin on his face. ]

Okay. Since you have a king, you're the king's court. So, you, you're - sir Tupac. You're sir Steve Jobs, you're sir Michael Dad... [ He picks one up, probably to pet it or something, and it clips itself to his hand. ] Ow! Hey, let go.

[ Interestingly, the one that he's about to fling into the near distance if no one stops him? It sports a golden belly.

It's also spectacularly disgruntled. Not at all the happy puppy-crab he was hoping for. ~~Jason may die today.~~ ]

▶ wildcard.

( Whatever else your heart may desire! )

Edited 2019-07-08 01:15 (UTC)

❧ I. son of a beach

[Suffice it to say, Alucard is less than pleased about the circumstances he's been placed into after... well, everything. But that's neither here nor there. As it stands, he has to make the best of it, just like everyone else, even if there's a very real tempted to convince a handful of teenagers to just deep bury him in the sand and walk away. A nap in the dirt never hurt a half-vampire.

Alucard does not, in face, hop into a ditch and tell someone to cover him in sand. Instead, he's currently lounging on the beach, wearing stark black swim briefs that are laced up on the sides, because you go hard or you go home when it comes to aesthetic. Worth noting is his impossible to miss scar that's running from his left shoulder down to his right hip, as if something very much had tried to tear him in half once and somehow he survived.

Right now, he's making an attempt to relax on the beach, eyes closed and basking.

Then you have the nerd to stand nearby and block his light. Rude.]

You're blocking the sun.

[Says the very pale half-vampire man who is not wearing sunscreen.]

❧ II. case of the crabs

[Now, Alucard isn't trying to be involved in the crabbing activities. He's not really a man that's interested in playing any games, to be perfectly honest, but they're just kind of happening around him.

It's when he's just walking along the beach with the tide rolling over his feet that he stops and looks down, staring.

A crab has latched onto his toe with its pincers.

Seeing as how everyone else is playing this game, he points at it while staring at you with his best resting bitch face.]

Yours?

❧ III. i conch believe it

[Listening to shells on the beach is an old memory of his. It isn't actually the sounds of the ocean inside the shells, he knows this, but it's a fond nostalgia that makes him crouch down, pick up a conch, and have a listen.

What happens is not as anticipated: he hears a howling, dismayed shriek from the conch.

Despite the unfortunate sound, Alucard's bored-looking expression hardly shifts. He sighs, standing up, and throws the shell out until it's splashing into the ocean several feet away.]

All right, then.

❧ IV. wildcard it

[make your own prompt!]

-1-

[There's a witch on the moon.

It's unmistakable. She's got a big black pointy hat, and is flying through the sky on a broomstick. She's looking for signs of life in this strange, alien world she woke up in just a little bit ago.

The moment she spots another person she swoops down and comes to a halt about fifteen feet up in the air to look down at you.]

You're not the one behind this incident, are you? It'd save me so much time and effort if you were and I could just deal with this all in one go.

-2-

Hello hello!

[The door to your apartment was open, for whatever reason, so Marisa just wandered in to look around and say hi. She took her hat off, reached into it far deeper than it made sense for her arm to fit, and pulled out a large bottle of sake.]

We might be neighbors, so we should probably get to know each other. Want a drink?

-3-

[Marisa had seen what passed for swimwear around here and flat out refused to wear the "bikini", sticking to her regular clothes as she combed the beach for crabs. She could never go out in public dressed like that! Even her underwear was less revealing!

Her crab hunt wasn't going great, though, as she kept on getting distracted by the ocean. She'd never seen anything like it before. There was no ocean in Gensokyo, and the lunar sea had been quiet and dead, without even any waves. This felt more wild and elemental. She could feel that this was a proper ocean.

Her woolgathering was brought to an unexpected end when a crab had felt like she was getting too close and pinched at her big toe, causing her to let out an unlady-like squawk of outrage and hop around on one foot for a while trying to pull it off.]

Get it off get it off get it off!

Edited 2019-07-08 01:36 (UTC)

[ Nemu tries to take to this the best as she can; she doesn't panic no matter how worried she is about the situation, she doesn't cry even though the confusion is a little overwhelming, and she certainly doesn't soil herself. No, her brother would want her to go into survival mode. ]

I. with a wink

Being introduced to the envoy is certainly exciting, and she smiles and greets them and claps at their dance. It's beautiful, and she tells them as much, and she giggles at their charm. (And, subsequently, charms them as well, though certainly not intentionally.) For as strange a situation as this is, they're all good to talk to. She's enjoying their company, and the offer of teaching their trick... well, she's not going to say no!

So when they wink, and she sees what it does - she gives it a try.

She's seen all the graceful ballerinas lift their legs up high. They're beautiful, and elegant. And so, she's trying it out, now, balancing on one foot and lifting the other behind herself.

She's so excited... ✨

II. thinking a happy thought

Where is that voice coming from?

Locating the source results in one, young lady with her hands neatly between her knees to keep anyone from looking up her skirt. Her cheeks are flushed, to the point that they've gone from pink to red, and she's abandoned her bubbly tea in her attempt to get down - and then, subsequently, protecting her modesty.

Nemu just wanted to enjoy some boba. The lines back home are so long sometimes that she can rarely ever get it, unless she asks Samatoki to get it for her.

She'd done it earlier, for a Prismal, but now... now she's stuck. And very, very embarrassed.

III. nemu's crab menu

Decked out in a cute, if retro, floral bikini, Nemu is a sight to behold. (It's still modest, she'll protest!) She stands at the edge of the King Crab game, frowning a little, considering the competition for a moment as she does. After all, it seems a little... unfair? Probably? For as delicious as crab is, disrupting them like this certainly isn't nice of them. Why is this a favored pasttime?

As an Aohitsugi, she won't say no to a little healthy competition - though, not to the same degree as Samatoki so often does - but she still feels bad for them.

IV. beach babe

Winding down? Want some company?

Nemu is here, with a smile on her face and a friendly disposition. She comes up to anyone who looks like they're amenable to the idea of:

With her! She's trying to make friends while she's here, to bring a little normalcy, and she's being given this chance. This is a girl who will take full advantage of the fact that she gets to live a bit.

V. wildcard

Want to play with being neighbors? Scuba dive? Have something else in mind? Hit me up!

a: our names in the wet concrete

[ the bathing suits are far too revealing for her tastes; a pop of color and a teeny weeny bikini (by her anachronistic standards) make for quite the ensemble. perhaps it wouldn't be a surprise to those who know her, but just like in rapture: there isn't a single person on this beach who knows elizabeth by name. still, she probably sticks out a bit; a woman in a knee length black skirt and white button up tucked into it, fishnet clad feet sinking into the sparkling sand. maybe it's the full face of make up in the sun that is baking the rest of the beach goers that sticks out, though, or maybe it's the fact she keeps to herself and mostly refuses any idle conversation. who is to say? i don't know how long you've been watching her.

maybe you see her sit down and take to the conchs, looking surprisingly busy for someone who hasn't been socializing much. maybe you only notice it because she's next to you. either way, the woman with dark hair and red lips raises one of those special conchs to her ear. she listens, and there's a flicker of something in her blue eyes.

she returns it quickly. ]

Well, thank you for sharing. It's... certainly unique. I think I'll take a closer look another time.

[ her tone is a little terse. maybe she's a little shook. who knows. do you investigate? either way, she bumps into you a little as she tries to escape from the area, hustling a little too much for someone who would have heard something soothing. ]

b: his face was full of intent

[ the explosion of fireworks in the night sky is loud and exciting. the crowd is cheering with the display, and the fires are crackling away. it's cozy, and extravagant at the same time. elizabeth can think of a time where this was enchanting and new, a veritable jolt to her system that been forced to slumber for too long. it feels similar here; like electricity in her veins in place of excitement. curious but not unwelcome, in truth.

there's a particularly bright display and she looks down for a moment, shielding her eyes. the crowds roars with delight. elizabeth inhales deep, and then moves a hand into her pocket before looking to the person nearest to her. ]

Got a light?

[ there's a red stain on the paper of her cigarette which lolls out of her mouth idly with each word she speaks. as it turns out, she never really had to carry one in rapture. it makes her feel a little silly, but when you can turn to any ol' joe on the street and ask, why bother spending the coin? ]

c: baby we built this house on memories

It's... quaint.

[ elizabeth places a crab themed set of salt and pepper shakers down on the shelf, looking back to the rows and rows of themed merchandise. uh, okay. whether you're shopping for your apartment together, or she's simply struck up conversation with you because she's curious about your answer, she still poses a question to you. if nothing else, elizabeth has always had something to say. ] Would you say this is your style? Nautical.

[ she takes to wandering idly through the aisle, looking up and down as she goes. yes she has already decided she is not buying anything here ] Think I've had enough of the under the sea theme...

d: wildcard

[ feel free to hit me up with your own prompt if you would like to! alternatively, i'm around on PMs if you would like to plot something out, and would prefer i write you a starter.

please note i'm okay for assumed cr for prompt C! ]

( crab 'n go )

[ teddy's been taking it all in stride, really. after the crap he's dealt with in the previous city he was kidnapped to, this one is a marshmallow by comparison. hell, he actually likes this one. who gives a total stranger a bathing suit and tells them to have a great time at a beach party?

so he's taking it at face value for now. at about four and a half feet and petite, he's wearing child-size swim trunks, and he's currently.. flesh-and-blood, if only because getting sand and salt-water in the joints of his real body is a pain in the ass.

throughout the day, he can be found taking part in the king crab finding game, changing his hands back into the ball-jointed porcelain to avoid the painful pinches. if someone looks like they're having a hard time, he's right there to help if they want it.

as the sun goes down, teddy's a little tipsy at this point and ready to dance, flushed and beaming happily as he extends his hands to someone. ] Hey, hon! The music's not great, but it's been a while since I've wanted to dance. Indulge an old fella', huh? [ ... old? ]

( assembly )

[ your new neighbor is a small... doll-person? in a nice button-up, cardigan, and jeans, sleeves folded halfway up his forearms and a smile on his pretty face as he extends a porcelain hand. ]

Hi there, nice to meetcha'. I'm Teddy. [ his smile shifts into a wicked little grin, long lashes dipping in playful flirtation. ] Wanna' moonlace sometime? [ a beat, then he laughs brightly. ] Sorry, it's just a cute name.

( network | text )

I asked this in the last city I got dragged to, but anyone here familiar with ceramics at all? Specifically repairing them? I don't need a repair now, but it can't hurt to have connections.

▶ CRAB ‘N GO MENU

Naked as the Day He Was Born
warning: **slight nudity**

[Bathing suits? Ha! Bastien couldn't help but laugh once he caught a glimpse at those ridiculous shorts. While the pirate doesn't need a reason to party, he's not about to be caught dead in those awful shorts. So guess who decided to forgo the breeches all together for the sake of feeling the cool sea breeze against his nethers? This fool right here if the telltale scream that follows isn't good enough.]

Pipe down will ya!? [Bastien grumbles once some lady screams at the sight of him.] I know I'm a tad pale but my gods, woman!

[Yes, the pirate ought to work on his tan but that's not the problem here.]

What's a matter, lass? [He asks with an arched brow.] You ain't never seen one before?

[That's probably not the case here but Bastien is a bit daft even at the best of times. He's a literal fish out of water after all. Too bad that excuse won't save him from the scorn he's about to receive for walking around in the buff. Unlike most people, he's a tad too comfortable in his birthday suit.]

A. For the Sake of Grub!

[After getting a stern warning and a pair ugly purple shorts with little pink hearts on them, Bastien is finally appropriately dressed for one of Lunatia's favorite beach game: "Find the King Crab!" If there's one thing this merpirate is good at it, it's finding things. The dreaded Devilfish an excellent scavenger and even better treasure hunter. So course he joins the fun immediately by flipping over the first cluster of crabs he finds.]

Oi! Quite pokin' me, you overgrown sea roach! [He scoffs after getting a hold of his third crab.] Drats! You're one of the normal ones...

[He carelessly chucks the offending crab over his shoulder before moving onto the next one.]

Dammit! Another boring nancy!

[Much like earlier, he tosses that crab over his shoulder only to strike someone across the head with it. Of course Bastien doesn't give a damn. He's a pirate after all. Who cares if someone gets boinked in the head by a damn crab? He ought to but he doesn't.]

C'mon, c'mon! Where are you, kingy?! I have a feast to win.

B. A Lost Lullaby

Wait, what was....that?

[Bastien mutters as he presses his ear against the conch. He's was collecting these pretty shells by the sea shore when a faint whisper tickled his ear. He couldn't place the voice at first but once he heard the slight groan again, Bastien realizes it was emitting from the large pearly white conch he found earlier. The pirate pauses in his step and brings the conach up against his ear.]

Eh? [He blinks his eyes slowly in mild disbelief.] You whisperin' somethin' to me?

[His question goes unanswered for a moment. Just the lull of the seagulls singing overheard until suddenly that faint whisper returns once more. It's then that Bastien's eyes widen in shock.]

Mum? [He questions as he listens.] No wait. That...can't be.

[Completely entranced by the conch's gentle whispers, the pirate flops down onto the sand listens. It's been years since he last heard her voice. Too long.]

I remember this little chanty. [He chuckles to himself.] She used to sing it...all the time.

C. The Devilfish

[If something darts past you while diving underwater, don't be alarmed! It's not a shark or something foul. Well, it's most certainly foul and even a tad crass but it doesn't have sharp teeth at least. That's just Bastien, you're new resident merman swimming circles around you for the hell of it.

After turning his nose up athe scuba instructor and the scuba gear, Bastien just dived into the water head first without much care. Within seconds, the pirate lost his sea legs in favor for fins, scales and a tail. Unlike every last one of those wretched landluvers, Bastien is a natural swimmer and probably the fastest you'll see around these parts.

The merman is purposely toying with the scuba divers, mocking them damn near for being so slow. Hell, he's even spiteful enough to yank them by the ankles just to freak them out. Of course all fun and games come to an end once a dreaded sea bear stalks near. Bastien does his best to keep his distance but judging by how he bares his teeth and stalks the bear, it looks like the merman is about to fight the damn bear for the sake of territory.

This sea belongs to HIM now, dammit! He's not about to let some mutated fuzzy ruin his fun.]

▶ SOME ASSEMBLY REQUIRED

A.Hang the Instructions!

Bloody hells, what am I suppose to do with this?!

[Bastien whines for the umpteenth time as he unsuccessfully screws in the leg of the couch backwards yet again. An annoyed huff escapes the pirate as he goes through the painstaking task of unscrewing the leg again. While he's good at deciphering maps and finding treasure, building something from virtually scratch is impossible. Then again, Bastien didn't bother to read the instructions first before trying his hand at assembling this cute pink sofa.]

Okay, okay! I got it. I think the leg goes...Here!

[He shouts as he tries to jam the silver rod into a different hole with little avail. After a few swears, Bastien realizes his mistake and promptly gives up.]

This isn't workin', mate. [The pirate mutters to himself as he taps his fingers against the suede pink fabric.] Maybe I should pick somethin' else?

[He pauses briefly before suddenly shaking his head in defiance.]

Nah, I like this one.

[And he's back to tinkering with it again. Bastien doesn't give up easily it seems.]

B.Crime Doesn't Pay

YOOOOOOOOWWCH!

[A scream emits throughout the shop once one of the pesky shopkeepers pinch him right on the rump for pocketing some goodies. Bastien looks positively livid as he turns around to hiss at the crab suit wearing clerk but the woman is completely unphased and sweeps in for another pinch.

Bastien narrowly escapes her claws this time but is easily backed into a corner.]

C-C'mon, luv! Can't we talk this out?

[What did he do, you ask? Shoplifting, of course. Bastien was thinking of getting a "five fingered discount" when the shop clerk caught him the second he pocketed some shiny trinkets he found. The pirate didn't have a chance in hell but honestly, he's a bit of a kleptomaniac at times.]

Scram already! I'm keepin' these, ya hear!

[Bastien dodges the next incoming pinch and makes a break for it. Too bad he trips over someone during his grand escape.]

FU---!

WILDCARD.

(If none of these prompts suit your fancy, feel free to give me a poke in PM or at devillady)

Edited 2019-07-08 01:56 (UTC)

I: Beach Party
[Dantalion politely declined wearing any of the swimsuits offered, instead just opting to unbutton his shirt to almost ridiculous degree and showing off a good deal of red skin instead as he takes his time to check out the festivities. Being a tiefling the heat is hardly a bother anyway, and he seems more than content to roam about until the evening arrives and the bonfires come out.

But it's boring to be alone at a party, so after a little perusing he sets his sights on someone who looks both attractive and interesting and makes his way over to wherever they're seated. With practiced grace he settles next to them, crossing his legs and flashing a smile.]

Good evening. Looking for a little company?

II: Some Assembly Required
[The technology here is quite above what the warlock is used to, so while he's generally a quick learner it still takes some getting used to when you suddenly find yourself surrounded by so many new things. He's hit a particular roadblock when trying to figure out the various furniture in his new living quarters, having gotten caught up on figuring out just how to make the bed stay a damn bed and not a loveseat.

Perhaps you're a neighbor or just another newcomer wandering the halls, but either way you hear some cursing in a variety of languages along with some Infernal thrown in.]

Does everything here have to flash colors at me?!

[Maybe just setting it on fire would resolve the issue.]

III: Wildcard
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trickeryesque))

erune and friends

a)

Eh? You're going to teach me to do what?

[ metera seems to be not so much accepting the spell from the fox friends, but arguing with them. ]

Flexibility? Booooring.

[ she lifts her leg up over her head despite balancing on extremely thin and tall heels. and, oh, there's not a lot of fabric covering...well, most of her lower half. ]

Teach me something better.

b)

[ see metera. see metera bobbing along in the air not unlike a person on a lazy river. she doesn't seem to be bothered at all as she floats along, stretched out and enjoying herself. concerned fox prismals (and other victims of the tea) may be going past her frantically trying to figure out how to come back down, but she seems perfectly fit to continue on. ]

Ha, ha, this tea is great! More, please!

crab 'n go menu

a)

[ never one to pass up something super cute to wear, metera picks out a great bathing suit and finds herself a spot on the beach, happily sipping on cocktails and enjoying the sun.

if any hotties walk by (maybe that's you, or maybe that's someone else), metera will stare at them over the rim of her glass not even a tiny bit subtely. look, the girl is thirsty and not just for this drink. ]

b)

Hey! Hey, you!

[ metera is pointing now - too late to make your escape. ]

Come here!

[ she gestures with her hand, come on over and step right up. of course, when you do get there it's not the sweet views of her leopard swimsuit she's offering, no: ]

You're a real hottie, aren't you? I bet a beautiful person like you is super strong, too, right~?

[ hm ]

See those crabs over there? [ she points. you know the ones. ] Could you do me a teensy favor, and grab the one out of the middle? Thanks!!!

A. JOY FOLLOWS A PURE THOUGHT LIKE A SHADOW.
FOX & FRIENDS A.

[ alright, well. being kidnapped is a weird way to start your day. after winning a match with ichiro--and not just winning, but kicking some ass combined with the mad comic dialogue guys--kuukou'd gone home, passed out asleep in his bed, and woken up in space.

well. he's not the type of person to lose a lot of sleep over things like this. as far as he's concerned this is just another long step on his path to nirvana, or something, so to say he's taking this in stride is an understatement.

watching the performance is sort of interesting in the train wreck kinda way, but it's watching the people around him start to figure out their newfound talents that catches kuukou's attention. he's always been pretty quick on his feet--a karate monk, as he loves to joke--but the realization that he could do a bunch of cool graceful shit has led to this.

this is kuukou just outside of the area where the fox prismals performed, standing with his hands on in front of him. with a "readdyy...", he moves his arms-- and then does a backflip. he lands on his feet, surprised, and then throws his arms in the air. ] Oh hell yeah! [ and now please watch him try to see how many flips he can do in a row.

one...two....three... ]

B. IF WE FAIL TO LOOK AFTER OTHERS...
FOX & FRIENDS B.

[ okay, this is awesome. though it might be a bit hard to believe, he's figured out very quickly that there's something funky in the boba, which means despite hanging with the prismals, he denies their offers and takes a cola instead.

so. sitting on the curb, he watches someone--that would be you, you poor unfortunate soul--float past him. this has devolved into chaos, huh.

...slurrrrrp. ] Yo, man, you good?

[ kuukou, ]

C. MEDITATE. LIVE PURELY. BE QUIET?
CRAB N' GO: 1

[ kuukou makes quite the picture sitting on the beach. he's squatting like a thug, wearing a pair of striped swim trunk and missing his shirt, though his jacket's spread out underneath his feet in the sand. he's moved just outside of the tent, and he's holding one of the conch shells to his all kinds of pierced ear.

it's nice and peaceful on his end. breathing in and out, in and out, he focuses on a world a bit outside of where he is, trying to center himself in the moment. it's not exactly the half lotus, but maybe if you're quick, you might catch kuukou meditating. his eyes are half open, half closed. he makes quite the picture here in his ridiculous outfit and his completely, utterly zen mannerism.

if you come by as he's finishing, kuukou's eyes open a little further, and he looks up at this intruder, mouth curling up in a grin. ] Wanna try and answer a riddle?

CRAB N' GO: 2

[ ...or: if you stare at this weirdo meditating for way too long, kuukou's concentration breaks. his eyes open, and you're definitely getting flipped off. ] Hey, hey, can I help you?! Haven't you ever seen somebody meditating before? Fuck off!

D. WILDCARD.

[ come at me fam i'm voice testing and need all the practice i can get!! ]

Edited 2019-07-08 02:24 (UTC)

Arrival;

[ Waking up is what surprises Bren most about this situation. It's rare for him to get any kind of prolonged, peaceful rest. So he's thrown for a loop when he wakes up feeling like he'd been poked and prodded. He doesn't feel like he slept long, which is unfortunate, but laying in a bunch of crystals isn't all that comfortable, so. Yeah.

He stands up and brushes the rest of the crystals off, scanning the unfamiliar landscape without much interest. No one seems to be in trouble, nothing's on fire, the animals look prickly but fine...He's really not sure what he's supposed to be doing here, since the usual heroic garbage he's stuck with is nowhere to be found.

After a few minutes of wandering around, Bren decides he doesn't actually care about the where or the why right now, and sits against one of the larger crystals to rest. One of the weird moon animals is giving him A Look from nearby. He responds with a lazy shooing motion. ]

Look, don't go pokin' me and I'll be outta your hair in ten minutes, okay?

[ Yeah, he is absolutely going to try and catch some Z's in the middle of this strange, new nowhere. But if anyone is freaking out or needs help, he'll wander over to lend a hand. It's his job or...whatever. ]

Crab 'n Go

A. [ Some of the local's had dragged Bren along to play one of their weird beach games. He's not interested, not even a little bit. In fact, he would rather be literally anywhere else. It's too loud, there are too many people, and it's not like anything happening is life or death.

Well. For the people. The crabs are another story.

This situation might be considered 'people needing help,' though, so he doesn't think running off is worth the risk. So he just kind of hunkers down in front of one of the clusters of crabs, ready to wait the event out. He rests his head against his hand, just watching the crabs as he tries to tune out the noise around him.

Eventually, he starts to lean forward, almost as though--Yup. He's nodding off. Someone help this guy out before he falls face-first into a bunch of crabs. ]

B. [ Once some of the excitement dies down and the natives stop trying to get him into the beach party spirit, Bren finds a corner of the beach with fewer people and flops onto his back. If anyone walks by, he'll grab their sleeve and give a gentle tug. ]

Join me. Sand's warm, 'n we could get some of that chroma stuff while layin' here.

[ This isn't something he would normally request, but the ominous laughter he heard in one of the conch shells earlier kind of freaked him out. He doesn't want to be around a lot of people, but some company might be nice. ]

Network

Is there anywhere in this place that's quiet? I don't want to get roped into helpin with furniture or whatever else counts as heroic in this place. So the fewer people the better.

A

[He's not actually playing the party game. He's... usually not much for games, at least not ones that don't begin with 'war'. He is, however, bored. Had this been home, well... first of all, he'd be nowhere near a beach. There were things that demanded his attention that were a little more important than dealing with more sand and more sun, regardless of the proximity to the ocean.

Perhaps he'd strayed too close to a cluster. Perhaps he'd just gotten peckish. It was hard to tell precisely what it was that made him choose to spend his time like this, but at it's core, this was bored.

There's the scent of burnt crab here and there, small patches of sand melted into glass in sections, the water hissing as it broke over it. As far as crabbing went, flinging bolts of super heated magic at passing crabs was perhaps a touch unorthodox, but in the grand scheme of things, perhaps it was better that he fry some crabs, rather than some locals. He'd seen flashes of the King Crabs as well, and it's become rather obvious he's invented his own variation of 'find the king crab.'

Maybe you could convince him to help you! Or, at the very least, convince him to hold off on zapping crustaceans long enough for you to grab the crab.

Good luck.]

B

Move.

[Been standing in the sun for too long right there, maybe? Probably. Maybe you only paused for a moment or two, really it wouldn't have taken very long for the shadow that fell on him to start getting on his nerves.

It'd be pretty hard to miss him, now that he'd spoken, it wasn't as if the man was subtle. Neither in his voice, nor his appearance. Even sitting, there was a good chance the top of his head might still reach the shoulders of someone standing near him.

And no, he doesn't look very cheerful, that amber colored glare looking about as friendly and welcoming as an approaching hurricane.]

I'm not asking again.

I. look at alllll those crystals

[ The last thing Narancia remembers is being asleep, resting from the god-awful effects of strange and horrific mold, so it comes as no surprise to wake up. The only surprise here is to wake up somewhere else, somewhere otherworldly at that.

Narancia is no stranger to dangerous exploits, nor to being thrown into something he may not entirely understand: but it’s fine. The most important thing is to go on the defensive, as soon as possible— keep his distance, until he can find another member of Bucciarati’s gang (if Narancia's here, they have to be too, right?), or at least find some explanation of some sort.

So, it comes almost too easily to go on the offensive as soon as someone gets a little to close to him in this strange place. ]

The hell are you doing so close to me?

[ Is that… a switchblade that he’s suddenly drawn and brandished towards you?! It seems like he’s not joking around. ]

II. killer crabs

[ Trying to find this gold crab sounded like a good idea on it’s face - it can’t be that hard, and also, the huge motive of being able to eat anything he wants is a driving factor here. It was a good idea all the way up until Narancia realized just how easy it is to get pinched by these things, and after the fourth or fifth time of getting caught in a piercing hold between his fingers, he just about snaps. ]

Fuck!! Owww— that does it!!!

[ He’s smack dab in the middle of a field of these crabs, but all of the sudden, it looks like both the crab latched onto his tanned hand, as well as a number of them surrounding it twitch and fall into the sand as though they’d been shot. Still, there were clearly no sounds of gunshots or anything else following Narancia’s (very loud) threat. Those crabs are definitely dead, though none of them the gold bellied one - there are still a number of them to go. What a mystery! Maybe you should make sure this kid doesn’t kill anything else (or you.) Or maybe you’re a stand user and saw more than he thought you would… ]

III. a boy's gotta eat

[ Eating out at a restaurant in the city while these new folk come in? Or walking home with groceries with that hard-earned currency? Well, while asking for some allowance for food would be the optimal choice here, that isn't where Narancia's mind first goes to. He can't trust anyone around! So he goes to the next choice: do what he's learned to do, and steal food from others.

It's been a while since he's had to lift food right off someone's plate or someone's bag, but he's desperate, and willing to do a less-than-perfect job if you've got something he wants to eat. Maybe you catch him in the act, or maybe you only notice after he's starting to run away (and eat your snacks.) Either way: thief!! ]

IV. wildcard!

( anything else goes here! feel free to contact me by PM if you're interested in anything specific! )

A. that's a lot of crabs

[ The swim trucks have a bright, loud design that matches the painted star and teardrop on his face. He actually chose them specifically so that they would match well.

For those incapable of seeing aura, it seems like he is just pointing at the crabs and they come flying towards him. The groups of crabs are violently spun around in circles as he looks carefully at their bellies before undoing Bungee Gum on the ones that don't have gold. ]

Mmn. [ This is good way to kill some time. He takes one of the King Crabs to toss them at someone who looks like they're really working hard at hunting one down. ] Here.

It really isn't that hard once you figure out the secret to them. [ He laughs just a little under his breath. ]

B. one awful horny clown hears some shit (cw: yes he's a horny clown for murder)

[ My innermost self, hm?

Turning the conch over, he presses it to his ear. He immediately starts smiling as he hears the sound of a certain spider dying. At least, it is how he imagines that Chrollo would sound as his bones are being broken and organs inside ruptured. His tongue slides over his top lip as he cannot help but be turned on by it.

Indeed, he wants to fight the man still. He wants to hunt him down for that fight. Being brought here has really put a damper in that! He won't be able to return, and so that is quite annoying. To think more things are getting in the way of his fight, but -- it's nice to be able to hear these sounds as it excites him for what will happen.

Yes, because among Chrollo's pained screams, he can hear his own. It'll be quite a lot of fun. Bloodlust starts to radiate off of him in waves -- something that can actually be felt by those that are around him. ]

... these things... they're really quite amazing... here, you should listen to it, too? [ Because as nice as it is to listen to these sounds, it isn't quite real, is it? No, it isn't quite real and only makes him salivate for the fight to come. It makes him want to mess up anyone that comes near, actually.

So he holds the conch out, eyes gleaming just a little. ]

C. who wants the worst neighbor ever?

[ It is really kind of them to offer a place to live for people who just appear out of nowhere. The generosity is quite a lot -- though, he knows that there is a catch that comes with it.

He likes the residence that he's chosen, at least. It feels like it'll be fun to play around in until he's able to find somewhere else.

Hisoka shuffles the deck of cards in his hands as he walks up and down the hallways of his new residence -- getting a feel for everything is always good, isn't it? He wonders how many people know of Nen; he wonders what abilities that they have that he's never experienced; he wonders if he'll be able to find new toys or not.

The thoughts bounce around until he notices someone walking down the hallway towards him. He offers a friendly smile in greeting. ]

Hello. [ The deck of cards seems to vanish out of his hands before he lifts one up to wave. ] I'm new in town. [ ~~And it gets worse.~~ ]

D. wildcard

[ Throw anything at me. Throw a chair. Go ahead. It's fine -- he deserves it. ]

Edited 2019-07-08 02:25 (UTC)

i. arrival

[ Talk about a rude awakening. The crystals are one thing, but this whole “whisked away to another world” thing - this is clearly something happening to her hippocampus, her hypothalamus, any other part of her limbic system, whatever, because this is one messed up experience. This must be a dream, right?

It’s very much not. Maho might be a neuroscientist, but none of this makes sense in accordance with the way she understands the world. Moon Knights (!?) rescue her, take her to a research facility, which is acceptable, but when they start to claim that she’s a “Moonlaced” or something of that sort, she starts to get a little restless.

And one of the doctors start to wander over to her, a glint in his eye that she’s only seen from the worst of the worst and a needle in his hands, and Maho suddenly panics as they try to restrain her. ]

You’re not using me for your human experiments!

[ Swiftly, she kicks one the one holding her arm right in the knee. The surprise makes her would-be captors falter, and she uses the boost in shocked momentum to jump away from their grasp and off the table. And thus, she starts to barrel away from them as fast as she possibly can. If you’re far away from the vicinity, you might just catch a young woman in an oversized labcoat panicked and gasping for breath as she takes shelter behind the closest wall after her lungs fail her - or she might just barrel right into someone in her way. Help her - or at least get out of the way! ]

ii. crab n’ go

[ All right, Maho is still not thinking this entire thing is real. She could grudgingly believe in time travel; she knows the capabilities of enhanced, intelligent AI; she can accept anything with a logical and scientific explanation. But none of this is logical. Then again, time travel wasn’t, either, right? But then Kurisu started to believe in it, and…

Whatever. She’s not at home anymore. Grumbling to herself, Maho stands at the side of all the commotion, dressed in a… well, looking at the other participants, she thinks she should have received a bikini in some garish color. Instead, she’s wearing a one-piece swimsuit in a similarly garish lime green, which she’s entirely sure was meant to belittle her tiny stature.

She’s not really helping her case when she ends up getting really into the king crab competition. Furiously flipping over crabs is stupid and she is going to win it. ]

Come on, that feast is mine - [ Or at least she starts to say as such as she dives for the closest crab. Unfortunately… she grabs right at its pincers.

That awful screech that’s catching your ears is coming from that tiny woman in the center of the crabs. ]

iii. bookends

[ And yet… While Maho doesn’t want to accept that this thing is real, the researcher in her won’t settle down. She’s more interested in the theories of the how she got here, and the why is incredibly tempting too. Instead of going to find her new home, she heads right to the Lunar Scientia Headquarters. For the rest of the day and probably the month, she can be found in the library, holed up with some blankets she found and unhealthy snacks that she managed to grab from a store she inspected on the way to that weird KRABBA place. Anyone that walks by is going to get a glare for interrupting her research.

But if she’s feeling kind as she pores over the books and technology here, she’s on the hunt for a lab partner. ]

What are your memories of arriving here? Specifically, what are the last memories you have of being at home? The more detail, the better.

[ She sounds incredibly serious. Which, of course, is undercut a little bit by the blanket nest she’s left behind her. ]

iv. wildcard

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Edited 2019-07-08 02:35 (UTC)

▶ FOX AND FRIENDS.

Medbay.
_{[ When he first arrived here, he thought maybe something horrible had gone wrong and he had someway, somehow, teleported he and the rest of his family to The Apocalypse: Part 2, Destination Unknown. Or, you know, some other universe's apocalypse. Or, you know, maybe just straight up purgatory. It's plausible, he thought, with his kind of intelligence and skill, but even then he would be impressed.

Further investigation and lack of said family destroyed that theory quite quickly. The moon of vast emptiness was all too foreign and survival was a piece of cake for Five. Things only got rustled up when he was actually retrieved. At first, he was trying to be reasonable-- diplomatic and understanding to the Moon Knights that retrieved him. Though, their explanation wasn't satisfactory enough for Five, so he opted for straight forward violence towards nurses and.. well, anyone else near him.

One spine tranquilizer and handcuffs later, Five finds himself sharing his room.. with enough person. The eerie silence is absolutely killing him, so finally, he looks over at his company as he starts to feel use of his spine again. ]}

They said I wasn't allowed to leave the room.

_{[ An amused scoff as he rattles the handcuffs he's in against the bed frame the other side is attached to. ]}

Unbelievable. I was just asking simple questions that they couldn't answer.

_{[ Which, when he wasn't given a good answer, had sent one unfortunate Prismal to the emergency room. ]}

▶ CRAB 'N GO.

Conch Shell.
_{[ Once on Lunatia, Five had gone through his bouts of exploration, further discovering certain aspects of his power being nerfed which was pretty upsetting. Not as upsetting as being separated from the person you had been in love with for 30 years, but close enough. His temper had settled enough to proceed with quiet investigation, gathering as much information about this place, which is went he had stumbled across the crab festivities. He had declined the use of the swimsuit at this time, merely wanting to be a spectator, and the first tent he decided to check out was the one with the conch shell. Picking up one of the shells, he looks it over before turning to the person nearest to him. ]}

I remember doing this all the time when I was a kid, you know.

_{[ He pops his lips together, appearing nostalgic. ]}

Those were real easy times. I guess it couldn't hurt.

_{[ okay but.. he looks like he's 13. ]}

▶ WILDCARD.

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Edited 2019-07-08 02:44 (UTC)

FOX&FRIENDS; B

[ it takes a while for his skin to stop feeling prickly, for his mind to reorient itself and accept the reality of his situation. nie huaisang had been in the middle of important things back home when suddenly -

this.

but at this point his heartbeat has evened out, his stroll become leisured after meeting the Prismals with fox-like traits. huaisang can't do anything about being here but he appreciates beauty, grace, and is genuinely delighted to find himself with a level of dexterity unknown to him.

at some point he makes it his mission to find one of the fans being used for his collection except huaisang doesn't get far — his path is interrupted by a young fox Prismal who seems to be lifting from the ground - floating - uncontrollably and trying to grab onto the nearest object. it is a rather pitiful display and after a quick exchange, huaisang decides to help.

listen, one time he chased a canary for three days to catch it. this is nothing, he's got this. (perhaps, maybe, probably) and he lifts his fan to swat an unfortunate young fox Prismal in the direction of the bathrooms. this means he's getting completely lost in this place and prone to accidentally bumping into an unsuspecting passerby. ]

CRAB ‘N GO MENU; B

[ huaisang finds himself wearing some rather hideous (in his personal opinion) bathing suit and stepping into the beach festival. honestly, he's feeling a little frazzled by the time he stops at the educational tent with conchs.

his inner magpie comes out in full force and he begins admiring the different ones, picking them up and 'ohhh'ing over them.

of course the one he puts against his ear is not a pleasant voice, it is familiar and angry and haunts all of huaisang's nightmares. like the coward he is, he lets a high pitch shriek and flings the conch away from him.

hopefully it does not hit anyone...]

WILDCARD

(pm if there is anything that strikes your fancy!)

Edited 2019-07-08 02:45 (UTC)

A)

[While Shinobu had to be at least ten years older than the teenaged squad of fox Prismals she found herself following around, she didn’t seem to be all too bothered by it when they were the ones to offer to show her around the town. Sure, she kind of felt like a chaperone for them, but she supposed that this wasn’t all that different from her running a dojo for children either.

However, somewhere in the tour, the group decided to make a stop to get something they called "bubbly tea". While she hadn’t had bubble tea in a while, Shinobu figured she could indulge herself, for the nostalgia, and soon found herself floating around with the other Prismals. As they were all having trouble moving around, Shinobu is at least able to think of the idea to anchor themselves together, using articles of clothes the other Prismals could lend, since her own attire made it impossible. She was pretty damned annoyed by this turn of events, but she’d still feel bad leaving them behind.

Still, they were having a lot of trouble moving around, in spite of their best efforts. So, when Shinobu sees another person nearby, she crosses her arms, trying to look as cool as possible when she addresses them.]

Hey. Any idea where the nearest bathroom is? Or better yet, you know a way to make us not like this?

[She makes a bit of a vague gesture with her prosthetic arm, motioning to her group as they all looked a little silly, floating in the air.]

B)

[At first glance, Shinobu might look a little ridiculous in not only an eye-seeringly yellow retro bikini, but also her katana strapped behind her, as she truly went nowhere without it. Also, her pitch black prosthetic right arm was even more noticeable. But if she felt any amount of embarrassment by her appearance, it sure as hell wasnt noticeable as she was currently more preoccupied in her latest test of skill: wrangling crabs.

This certainly wasn’t in her wheelhouse of hobbies, but when she saw a challenge, she had to follow up on it. Even if it was largely because she had an unfair advantage with that prosthetic arm of hers. Seeing someone beside her struggling, Shinobu can’t help but smirk a little before making a comment.]

What’s wrong? Scared of a crab? [Her head makes a bit of a playful tilt before making a move for the middle of the pile.] I guess you might as well just give me the prize now.

[She didn’t even care that much about the prize: bantering with her competition was just fun.]

C)

[Without assassin blood money to fall back on, Shinobu knew that she had to try to take up on a good deal when she could. And well, if a place was offering up on discounted furniture, what was the harm in taking a look?

However, when she gets there, she can’t help but feel less than impressed at what she sees inside. Even if her fashion sense might be a little ridiculous, even she had standards!]

I guess this is what I should’ve expected for a place called "KRABBA". [Theres at least some dry humor in her tone as she proceeds to walk through, looking at the offerings with distaste.] Is there seriously a market for this kinda thing here?

WILDCARD)

[Wanna run into her surviving out in the wilderness? Or perhaps you’d like to hang out at the fireworks or go on a WILD deep sea adventure??? Or we could always do chill apartment stuff too, HIT ME UP.

Also, feel free to change details in my write ups, if they conflict with any ideas you have, I’m not picky!]

Edited 2019-07-08 02:48 (UTC)

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