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▶ Lisa Frank's LSD Fun House
anytime, anywhere on the moon Iris | top

Everything is darkness except for dim lights sparkling in the distance, a faint gleam that greets you as you start to unfurl from your dormant state. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. Throat parched and skin dry and aching, you grope your body in alarm to make sure your possessions are still in place. This is far from home— perhaps a dream? You pinch your skin and slap your cheeks, yet nothing seems to do the trick. Searching for answers only rewards you with an endless expanse of purple dust as far as the eye can see. You have four options: one, panic; two, soil yourself; three, admire it all then soil yourself; or four, go into survival mode. Eventually, you’ll realize that you’re not alone.

A ⬤ As you traverse the near-barren landscape, you feel something sting your skin. It's small and subtle at first, then you finally catch sight of it: an elegant, crystalline mosquito buzzing around from the corner of your eye. However, a pest is still a pest. After a while, marks near your welts begin to form strange patterns on your skin, mimicking ancient runes. Each rune has with it a particular side-effect that may hinder you on your journey:

✾ The Mark of the Enchanter: Hallucinations, hallucinations galore. Your character will see everything and anything their imagination can conjure and will have difficulty separating reality from fiction.
₪ The Mark of the Destroyer: Limbs start to cease their function, causing you to stumble or try and get around one-handed. Other certain body parts may be affected as well. Look at the bright side: you can stop worrying about jiggle physics and hiding your fear boner.
⍢ The Mark of the Sinner: Your hunger, your thirst, your fatigue and your desire are at an all-time high. Your impulses are rabid and uncontrollable. Maybe you experience only one of those symptoms. Maybe you experience them all. All you know is that you want relief now.

These effects will eventually clear up with a bit of accidental or purposeful physical contact with another person, making you wonder if there was anything wrong with you at all.

B ⬤ Hunger starts to gnaw at you vigorously. Perhaps you consider hunting the moon's creatures to sate your hunger. That's when you see it: a thick, meaty, juicy meal on legs. No, we're not talking about Alex Louis Armstrong. A wild silver-white pegasus runs across the purple landscape, its hair billowing in the wind as its hooves smack loudly against the ground. Try and shoot it, and you may find your efforts curtailed by its legendary rage. Eyes aglow and wings beating up a storm, this pegasus is no dainty horse. Two thousand pounds of pure muscle swoop down and charge at you, all blades and ammunition deflecting off its impenetrable skin. Taming appears impossible; it will buck anyone away and leave a sizable horn- or hoof-shaped hole in them for their efforts. Hunting it, however, should be easier. Relatively.

C ⬤ Or you may decide that you'd like to take a drink in the prismatic waters. A small pond can be found just a few miles away from where you first awoke, but gazing into it reflects what appears to be a window into your own world. You see the faces of loved ones or at least someone very close and familiar to you gathered around your prone body, shaking it frantically as though to try and rouse you, yet your image lies frozen and unresponsive, not even a whisper of life running through you. Did you die in your world? Is this your afterlife? The questions start to pile up along with the gnawing dread that you may never return home again.

▶ Camp Nowhere
anytime, anywhere on the moon iris | top

Time moves strangely when you're trapped on a moon with no sun to guide you. Hours feel like days, and days feel like weeks. Travelling has rendered you weak and tired. Luckily, a few crystal formations in the shape of a cavern may offer you a small place refuge as you decide to nap. You notice a few artifacts left over from previous explorers.

D ⬤ A comm unit abandoned within the cavern will display the former owner's idol obsession. As you tap the buttons indiscriminately, a holographic screen will appear, and you will see a fabulous recorded concert featuring three bubbly young ladies in animal print, singing to you about something called Cordis, a cat, and a bag of gems. Does this make any sense to you? Probably not, but the beat is catchy. You may even find yourself tapping a foot along to it. Don’t worry. We know it’s plastic love.

E ⬤ There's a small cooler-like container of preserved powdered food bags labeled with only the word “Edible” that can be safely consumed. Although the powder tastes as bland as you’d expect, it’s oddly filling, sating either hunger or thirst. But who will be the first — and the bravest — to try eating them?

F ⬤ A strange, pointed instrument is among the effects found in the cavern. It's silver, long, and thin with a curved end and a light. When you grip it with warm hands, it seems to vibrate enthusiastically and comes in three settings indicated by a frowny face, a neutral face, and a happy face. What could it mean exactly? No one knows, but you can fiddle with it to your heart's desire. Just don't ask yourself where it's been before. You don't want to know.

▶ Interstellar Action Force Assemble
prisma, iris | top

Over a day has passed when a group of people find you worse for wear. Some are full of uncertainty and fear while some are full of curiosity and excitement. They claim that they are scientists from the planet Prismatica here to investigate the sudden appearances of rainbow crystals in the skies. That means you and the others they’ve located within the area. You are all a surprising find to them, and they are quick to load everyone in their transport vehicles for examination and questioning.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why are the pegasi so ill-tempered? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They do have questions on their own, so it’s only fair to trade. They tell you about their world as they poke and prod you, trying to understand what you are and how you came into their land. If they’re not trembling in fear, some of them may ask you odd and invasive questions in return, such as what the rate at which your body achieves thermoregulation is, how long your refractory period is, and if you would be willing to submit various kinds of body fluids to them. It's up to whether you wish to comply or protest.

G ⬤ If you react violently, you will be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. They came prepared, so have fun with that! In any case, conscious or not, you’ll be brought into one of the transport vehicles. If you choose to peacefully cooperate, you’ll be provided any necessary first aid and a refreshing drink to help you recuperate after the rough time you had for the past few days. Each transport vehicle has a few small rooms to rest in, but due to the limited space, you’ll have to snuggle up with someone else on that bunk bed. Unfortunately, the moonshine fruit the ship is also carrying in its cargo has an extremely sweet smell that’s been permeating through certain areas of the ventilation system… Taking a whiff of it may inebriate you for the rest of the trip.

H ⬤ It’s a bumpy ride as terrain vehicles draw over various crystal formations until you see a large dome-like structure up ahead. Within its confines lies the seat of the Prismatica's government, Prisma. It’s a bureaucratic wet dream: skyscrapers practically touch the upper surface of the dome, windows glimmer with a prismatic sheen as daylight hits them, and small ships can be seen flying to and from its spaceport. The scientists, members of the Lunar Scientia, usher you into their facilities for tests. Arrivals are likely to twitch, tremble, and panic as Lunar Scientia fellows take and broadcast every embarrassing, unfiltered detail about you — height, weight, age, strange odors, estimated frequency of sexual activity —- to one another. These scientists will ask you politely to undress, too, but understand if you don't want to. They're especially fascinated by the readings of pure Chroma inside you, whispering among one another excitedly about the possibility of the new arrivals being a new moon species. What should they call them? Moonborne? Moonblessed?

I ⬤ At long last, the questions and physical examinations are done. They’ve decided to call the arrivals as the Moonblessed. They’ll take you under their care until they understand more about you. You're allowed a very refreshing hot shower and a warm meal for your efforts. Don’t worry, the meal was imported from their planet. “Planet?” you might ask, but you won’t need to wonder for too long. The ships are preparing for their next destination: the nearby planet Prismatica, where you will be dwelling for the time being. You're free to explore the government center until then.

▶ Wildcard
Lunatia, Prismatica | top

It only takes a couple hours for the ships to reach their home planet. The ships drop the characters off at the city of Lunatia, where they will be given their communication devices and a plastic card they can present to certain landlords at any residential district for their subsidized (read: absolutely free) lodging. Officials at Prisma instructed the newcomers to await further instructions from the government, but you have a lot of time to kill before then. Why not explore in the meantime? Learn the ins and outs of the world, get a job, transform under the full moon, and discover the many mysteries of planet Prismatica!

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Gawain | Fate/Grand Order

[galatining]

B

[Gawain has a lot of questions about why he is here, because he should have returned to the Throne after Solomon was defeated. But instead he's in this mysterious crystal landscape with no way to leave. Of course, he hasn't had much time to find answers, seeing as there are people around him that are just as confused and in some cases far more vulnerable. Despite everything he's done in his past, Gawain is still a knight and the instinct to protect is strong.

So together you have been making your way through the landscape with him, dealing with whatever perils there are. And one of them is the Pegasus that is now attacking you, enraged.]

Be careful! It's circling back!

[Did you two decide to hunt it? Or did you just accidentally piss it off? Regardless, you are now locked in combat with it.]

D(maybe a mix of E and F if you wish to throw that in there!)

[When the concert started playing, Gawain was initially confused, but now he's laughing a little, because it is amusing.]

This is the first pleasant thing that has happened since coming here.

[Actually this has been the first amusing thing to happen to him... hell since before he was summoned to the Holy Land. Which is probably a little sad, but he'll keep that to himself.

But now is the time to rest and take stock of the situation.]

G
[Gawain didn't resist, seeing no reason to, even if some of the questioning struck him as inappropriate. It seemed like a small trade for the services of their rescuers.

And Gawain's been taking the time to reflect in the room they gave him. He turns to you, his companion, looking you over, concern evident.]

It has been a rough journey, hasn't it? I am sorry to take up some space, so I hope you can bear with me a bit longer.

[Maybe you resisted and are still suffering from being restrained. Or else those fruit are getting to you. They might be getting to Gawain soon.]

WildCard

[Go exploring with him! Or deal with moonblessings? Gawain's under Sanguis! I can also writer the starter!]

[OOC Notes: I can switch to prose if that is preferred! Gawain's canon point is Solomon, so potential spoilers!]

G

[iamnotyourwaifu]

[Of all people, right? This Saber's trying to keep herself as small as possible to take up less room in the bunk. She wasn't a fan of being poked and prodded and questioned.]

I'll bear with you just fine, Sir Gawain.

[galatining]

Of course, my King.

[He smiled, trying to take up as little room as possible himself, which was a harder feat with his large frame. The truth was it was hard for him to relax right now.]

So when we arrive there, what is it you wish to do?

[Outside of his Master, Arturia was the other person he was most likely to defer to.]

[iamnotyourwaifu]

Stop that.

[She doesn't need the whole bed, you silly knight.]

When we arrive, I want to get the lay of the land. See what it is we're dealing with.

[Once a king, always a king.]

[galatining]

[She's the King though! The bed should be hers!]

Of course. I can scout once we arrive. I wish I had my horse, but oh well, maybe there is something I can commandeer there.

[That convenient Riding skill.]

G it for GORILLA

[lefol]

It's okay. You're keeping us warm, so I'm really thankful.

[ She's also dying inside, but what's a little death between master and servant after going through so many fights and so much shitty farming? ]

But we should probably keep quiet about it, because I'm kinda expecting for Kiyohime-chan to kill you jump at us the moment we get out of here.

[galatining]

[If anything, surely this situation will only boost his bond level anyways.]

I think if she was here, we would have known by now. She has, as some might say, a way about her. A very particular way.

[Someone has no fear.]

[lefol]

[ Someone is too dumb to have any fear. ]

Ahah! If this were a horror movie, this would be the moment when the doors are forcelly pried open by some scary claws, her eyes peeking from the darkness outside as she readies her heart to murder us.

[ Ban her from movie nights with the Alters. ]

d!

[fivestar]

[Arthur had taken the whole summoning thing in stride, and finding himself in this world was really no different. Of course, he understood that would not necessarily be the case for everyone, but he had not really thought of how someone like him would handle it, at least until he heard his voice.

Honestly, it's sort of endearing, seeing Gawain find joy in modern music. For Arthur, this is probably one of the more pleasant things he's experienced in a while.

Of course, there's something a little off here, something that dampens the nostalgia a little. This person... he's a Servant, too, isn't he?

But for the moment, Arthur keeps that thought to himself.]

It is, isn't it? Are you going to keep it?

[Because wow, pure.]

[galatining]

[Gawain doesn't know what to make of this situation at all, with this person. Much like everything that has happened this night, it's a bit throwing.

But he glances Arthur, that bright smile on his face.]

I would, but I think I might just hand it off to someone else. I imagine there are others who would appreciate it more.

[And what if it belongs to someone anyways? ]

[fivestar]

How noble. [Pop music and weird technicolor landscape aside, it really is nostalgic, just being able to talk like this. Like nothing had ever happened.] I'd expect no less from you, o knight.

[He doesn't use his name. If he's a Servant, then he'll respect that, even if he doesn't really know what this means for the two of them.

Arthur speaks warmly, like this is someone he's known for years, despite the uncertainties. But even if he respects it, he has to know:]

You're also a Servant, aren't you?

[That probably seems like a silly question, but it's a mix of disbelief, inexperience, and even concern that causes him to ask.]

B

[offshoots]

Isn't this too much like Medusa's Noble Phantasm?! It's too much like it!! That's an A plus rank──!

[knowing Robin, it may just be a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

it was no choice of his to wander through the landscape with a Knight of the Round Table, either. he was out and about, trying to gather information when he stumbled upon Leo's Servant and one of the Bosses they had to defeat during Camelot. now Servant of Chaldea like the rest of them.

while trying to tell Gawain he did things better on his own, they had been attacked.

here they are now. Robin leaps out of the way of another swoop of hooves and muscle and majesty, rolling across the ground before he pulls out his bow.]

Shit! I'm gonna shoot it!

[galatining]

[It was strange who you remembered from a previous summoning. Honestly too many people it seemed. So many people he and Leo could have ended up fighting. Too many people from the Holy Land.

But well, they were here in this strange place and Gawain hadn't stumbled across any other Servants or their Master, so he had thought pairing up would be more prudent. Of course, before they could resolve the debate this had happened.]

If only that meant Medusa was nearby!

[But Gawain is going to quickly slash his sword up at it, trying to keep the Pegasus's attention on him, so that Robin can get a clear shot. This thing's body is tough though, too much for anything of the equine variety. Normally he should have been able to kill it in one blow.]

[offshoots]

What does that mean?!

[if Medusa was nearby, this probably (???) wouldn't be happening. the only other Heroic Spirit he senses nearby is Gawain, slashing upwards and doing next to no damage to the flying horse beast. all it seems to do is anger the beast more and have it sets its sights solely on the Saber. Robin takes his chance to scurry away, looking to aim his arrow from a distance. he said the best Archers can shoot with their teeth.

he's going to do it the normal way.

arrows fly towards the pegasus Gawain is fighting. they just ping and reflect off its skin, bouncing off harmlessly. he can't see a scrape at all.]

Tsk.

[there's some kind of weird armor around it.

and now that he's reminded the horse of his presence, it turns away from Gawain and snorts loudly. the hooves stamp into the ground and its head lowers.]

D.

[gluhen]

[ Just when he'd been trying to get some quiet solitude to think about the next course of action to take on this strange desert of sorts, he hears that infernal song blasting from nowhere. His whole body is rattled by the noise, twitching uncomfortably as he tries to regain his concentration. It is not entirely unfamiliar to him. The Up had plenty of odd trinkets that broadcasted all sorts of heinous music. This one just happens to be particularly heinous.

His eyes dart to the source, narrowing unpleasantly before he realizes what the man is holding. It's similar to the communication devices they had in the other world. ]

I was going to disagree, but you have lucked upon something actually useful. What else is there on it? I can take a look if you don't know how to navigate it. It may prove quicker my hands.

[ He holds out an armored hand expectantly, not about to allow their first source of any kind of communication end up lost or accidentally destroyed. He'd rather it remain safely with him if it is indeed what he thinks it is and not just a 'radio' as they called it. ]

[galatining]

<[Technology isn't something Gawain is entirely unfamiliar with. As a Servant, he's been given enough information to get by in the Modern world and Chaldea's technological environment had taught him a few things as well. But it hasn't led to any true skill with such things, let along something as strange as that.

But when Percival offers to take it on, Gawain willingly hands it over.]/small>

I suppose I should have been a bit more careful with it. It didn't look much like the ones back home.

[Nothing did here though.]

You're familiar with such things?

[He'd pegged the man as a knight, from a time and place similar to Gawain's own. But looks could be deceiving it seemed.]

[gluhen]

Naturally. I always take great care to familiarize myself with the technology of other worlds in an effort to bring new ideas to my own kingdom.

[ Whenever he gets around to building it... ]

Remaining too insular stops the free flow of advancement.

[ Now, where is the 'on' button... his face scrunches up a little as he presses button after button experimentally before the same song comes back on but at a volume best described as ear-bleeding. And trying to turn it off only seems to open up more noise-making apps with different songs from the same artist. Are those gravures popping up as well?

No, he's not looking at this as he pushes it to Gawain's chest. ]

You, undo this noise at once!

[ The device is clearly nothing like the one he had in the last world. It must be enchanted through some level of arcane sorcery, his only reasoning for why it won't obey his commands. ]

g!

[hoasen]

[On the other hand, she's flushed to her ears and neck because of hte line of questioning. She too decided it was best to follow along with their requests, because question and answers could also provide them with enough information as well.

She clears her throat as he asks her this question, and she's touched by his concern. Truly.]

N-no, you're fine. [She shifts, slightly.] I'm very small, no?

[galatining]

[He smiles at her and then laughs softly.]

You are! [He's a big man though, so he takes up a lot of room.]

They shouldn't have treated a lady that way though. They should have used more delicacy.

[hoasen]

[See, she'll even squeeze in a way that gives him more room. Don't worry, she's got this. Or, mostly, because it's not like she can crush her bones to help soften this up--this is morbid.

Still!] As long as it helps you, even just a little bit.

[She shakes her head.] I...well, it was a little nerverwracking, but I came out of it relatively intact. [Just her dignity getting the boot.] But the same happened to you, so I truly wished they didn't ask you such questions either.

d c:

[esoterica]

[Gawain seems to be in good spirits!

he knows that he should fix that. as the adviser to knights and kings alike, he's not about to let his own brand suffer the slings and arrows of being upstaged by a few brats in gaudy wear. even Jaguar Man pulled animal off better than this.

that's not to say that Merlin is petty, of course. he simple has Gawain's best interests at heart, for letting him fall into the pit of idol worship is something that neither of them can afford right now.]

Surely a man of your stature hasn't succumbed to simple musical tricks like this, yes? Something so gauche when compared to the simple and honest gleam of your armor just makes this feel a little... cheap? Yes, cheap, that's the word I was going for.

[he will cripple anyone that stands in the way of magi☆mari.]

:D

[galatining]

[Oh Merlin, of all the people Gawain could encounter it had to be you. But, well it's not like Gawain isn't used to man and his... everything.

Though it is hard not to be flattered, even though Gawain knows it is fake. Very very fake. But he diligently rises above being fooled. For now.]

I have hardly fallen to such charms. But one wishes for amusement on occasion. Especially in such a dire time.

[Magi☆Mari isn't going to impress anyone who isn't as desperate as Roman, Merlin.]

B.

[menphina]

[ At least, she's able to move again, which is a relief, and crossing this space with this knight who- well, is a looker is enough of a relief-

But angry pegasi are not, and her spear is out, ready to slash at it. ]

Bloody hells, I thought pegasi were supposed to be gentle!

[ At least the ones back home are!! She leaps gracefully back, the adrenaline rushing through her as she covers Gawain's front. ]

It's too big... I'm going to need it to be distracted to pin it down, provided it doesn't break my weapon!!

[galatining]

[Gawain is glad for this myseterious lady, who is not only beautiful, but more importantly, knows how to handle a spear. Because they need all the help they can get against this raging equine.

As for gentle, Gawain can't say he agrees about the reputation, considering that the only Pegasus he knows of otherwise is Medusa's and that thing is dangerous.]

I can do that! [And then Gawain let's his sword light on fire, just long enough to let him slice at the creature, causing it to turn it's head to him.] You over here! Take me on instead of the lady!

[Well the fire seems to enrage it enough that the Pegasus is turning to Gawain, murder in it's eyes. He's almost impressed. Most horses and their like fear fire.]

[menphina]

[ Tell that to the pegasus fliers back home!! This is so not what they're like- but she doesn't really have time to protest that. At least the guy's handsome, and has some concept of chivalry- which she doesn't need aimed towards her, mind, she's a confident lady! Butit'sstillnice. But she'll take it!!

As the pegasus turns towards him, Megumi focuses, first summoning up the energies to call on the blood of the dragon within her- the soulstone she usually decides not to rely on is of help, at least, and she dashes forward with a frontal thrust with her spear, aiming for the pegasus' back which she immediately goes for in a spinning spineshatter dive as she launches herself up high into the air-

And plummets down with full, violent force, the blade tip of her spear crushing into the creature's back- splinters of crystal flying out as she does and a stun shatter aiming for the creature's spine to break it. It roars out, but she's already launching herself off of it, the draconic aura surrounding her as she lands next to Gawain. ]

All yours, knight!!

[ Finish it off! ]