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▶ TDM .001
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
▶ 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!
TDM OVERFLOW can be found here!
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!
TDM OVERFLOW can be found here!
Kerra Holt | Star Wars (Knight Errant) | Sanguis
[Kerra Holt has been to many, many worlds in her travels, but a planet filled with towering forests of crystal was definitely some Moondust level shit. The psychedelic landscape is enough to have her leaping to her feet, patting herself down to make sure she's not missing anything. Her dark battle suit wasn't marked or scuffed more than usual, her blaster and lightsaber still hung at her side, and the meager few keepsakes she had were still in the closed pockets so she hadn't been mugged or anything. No reason to panic, no reason to freak out, but her memory was a little hazy and that was definitely a Problem.
The ravenous hunger building inside her was also a Problem but one that she could stave off, for the moment.
Drawing in a breath, she focused on her preternatural senses, gauging the area and feeling around for signs of life. There were others sentients, though no life signs she recognized. Figuring the best place to start is with another person, she begins moving towards the nearest one.]
Hey, you okay?
Camp Nowhere -E
[Preserved powdered food? That's not a problem at all. Kerra's already on it like a hungry wolf on a pile of steak. She grabs a pouch and tears it open, giving the powder a sniff before tilting a little into her mouth. Swallowing thoughtfully, she grimaces as it goes down.]
...Kriff this tastes like paste.
Interstellar Action Force -G
[A ride and a drink in exchange for not fighting a bunch of natives? It helps that the natives don't seem hostile and aren't seeming to harbor any ill will towards her, so accepting their help is much simpler. That's actually kind of a sweet deal, and Kerra is all on board for that. She's happy to answer a few questions about herself, because these guys are clearly unfamiliar with her race. A little strange considering the widespread nature of humans but she's already got the sinking feeling she's well, well outside of the Galaxy.
Cup of something warm in hand, Kerra heads into the transport's sleeping chamber and grins lopsidedly (Maybe a little drunkenly) at whoever she's gotten stuck with.]
Hey stranger. Scoot over a bit? I guess you and I are supposed to get cozy for the ride.
Interstellar Action Force -H
[Fortunately for the natives, Kerra's got no qualms about undressing and letting them take down some data. There's really no harm in it, and if they've just achieved first contact with humankind this way, then they really should get the data if for no other reason than medical purposes.
If someone's kicking up a fuss nearby, Kerra will poke her head around the cadre of scientists and call out:]
Just go along with it. They aren't going to hurt you. Better for them to know more about us and our biology than not. I think it's some sort of first contact protocol.
[Alternatively, after the examinations are done, Kerra strolls out, clothes clutched to her chest, mumbling to herself]
Moonblessed? That's a new one...
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[Mordred grumbled sullenly, pulling the closures of her red jacket tighter around her petite, angular body. Though her shirt was cropped and her shorts were.... short... there was something to be said about dressing like that of her own volition rather than baring it all.
Years spent in heavy armor had her eschewing as many layers as she could find-- but she didn't want these strangers just treating her so cavalierly.]
I'm a knight, [she insisted.] There's some things you just don't do.
[Like being naked in front of a bunch of strangers.]
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[Kerra smiles rakishly around the scientist, her eyes definitely focused on the speaker. She takes in the outfit, pretty sure she'd seen her on her trek down this way, but she hadn't paid that much attention.]
It's harmless, they just want medical data.
[the scientists all nod...]
We're kinda new to them, it's definitely a First Contact protocol.
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'First Contact', [she grumbled.] You make this sound like some kinda movie-- and this is weirder than any movie I know of.
[Not that she knew many, but Kairi Sisigou had educated her Well Enough.]
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Nothing so dramatic. It's common enough when intelligent species meet for the first time. Take records, get a handle on what makes each other tick. I've had the same routine training they give to all Knights.
Don't you remember your academy days?
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G
There were a lot of people on the ship, though, and he noticed the rather... undersized crew quarters.
Except he's not actually expecting someone to barge in and... want to... uh. Well, the bed's big enough for two but this is unexpected.] Nn? [Also he's a little sleepy, laying there. Not totally asleep, but definitely lost in his own thoughts, so the return to himself is somewhat jarring.]
... We're sharing a room?
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Kerra herself is wiry, built for speed, with short brown hair and dark hazel eyes. Dressed in black...armor...of some sort, with an assortment of tools and an obvious gun at her hip.]
That's what the crew said. Just 'bunk in here, there ain't enough room for everyone to have a private cabin.' [She, of course, puts on a bit of a comical, deep accent to sound more masculine.]
There are worse fates, and they said we'd only be here a few hours. [She takes a swallow of tea and sinks down to the floor, pressing her back to the wall.] I figure we can make it without clawing each other's faces off that long, don't you?
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[He shouldn't complain, it's not like she's ugly, and the lights are dim enough it wouldn't matter even if she was.] ... I'm not going to claw anyone's face off. [He's just comfortable and doesn't quite want to move, but he will sit up either way.] You're not put off?
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[Kerra starts undoing her belt, hanging the gun holster up, alongside a metal tube.]
I hope not, because I at least wanna get off this decking. It's chilly.
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But as difficult as it was to look at anything, or hear much, she could at least tell she was uninjured, giving a terse nod. ]
Aye, I am... for the most part. Having some trouble adjusting my eyes to this nonsense before me...
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Heh, yeah. This is some really out there scenery, that's for kriffing sure.
I wasn't drinking last night, but I definitely starting to wonder if I'm misremembering and my drink was laced with something.
[Hand resting on the blaster at her hip, she turns to look back up at some of the towering crystals.]
Wonder what they're made out of.
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I'm used to traveling to strange places as part of my job, but not a one of them were quite like this.
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[She'd be surprised if anyone had experienced this before, for real. And not just joking around.]
Hell, if you did I'd seriously question your life choices. You'd have to be on some real killer stims to dream this place up.
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E
[He pauses.]
One time I really wanted cool ranch Doritos, but I was waaaay too high to go to the store, so I just put powdered ranch dip onto some saltine crackers that I smeared with mayo, and that was definitely worse than this stuff.
[Klaus has his own bag labeled 'edible', and he's licking the powder off his fingers like Cheetos dust.]
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[She's not stopping to eat her 'edible' bag because she's freaking hungry and all, but Kerra's attention is on him. Food powder is not the worst thing she's eaten.]
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[Or at least, the mayo they always had around the house was mostly those things. He's sure there's some fancier version, but you don't really buy those kind of things when you have seven kids. Six kids. Five kids.]
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[Kerra laughs softly.]
Sounds absolutely the worst. I'll take the powder, for sure.
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[If you're stuck there, why not find out what's going on, right? He's been content with the offerings of the city. Without having prior knowledge to this planet's existence, that made it exciting to explore- and with no objective he could really pursue at the moment, he had a lot of time.
They round a corner, and the buildings on one side of the street are tagged heavily with colorful graffiti.]
I believe I've seen that before, on Earth. Interesting, isn't it?
Aw yeah, Supreme Kai!
Strolling down the street, she does make a note of the graffiti, a sure sign they have entered a less than savory neighborhood. That's certainly more her element, but it does also make her more alert...]
Yeah, sure is. Kinda looks like a gang territory marking.
[Maybe? It's...hard to say if they have gangs here...]
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Yes it does. Hopefully they won't bother us.
[A nondescript building with a small neon open sign hanging over a door lit up a small section of the sidewalk in front of them, catching the kai's attention.]
Let's see what's in here. [He opens the door to lead the two inside. It's dark, and the lobby has a few customers inside lounging on couches next to some women that look a little underdressed.]
Oh dearest me.
he doesn't.
Ah...
[She starts to reach out for his shoulder the minute he heads for that door, knowing exactly what that sign means. And being just a moment too late...]
...yeah, I...tried to warn you.
[Several of the alien women, and at least one dude, look in their general direction...]
Never seen a brothel before?
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H-2
Her exam was pretty embarrassing, of course, and she's in the middle of readjusting her bra over her
Voluminous
Assets.]
I wonder what kind of things they have here. They said we're on a moon, right?
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That's right. From the looks of it, it's not a frontier moon, either. This is pretty well developed.
[It's almost a city in and of itself.]
And yeah I guess it does, doesn't it? Blessed. Good choice of words.
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Any advantage can be a good advantage, as long as nothing is absolutely guaranteed. [Then it's just boring and she despises it.]
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[Lucky that they didn't wind up in a system with a binary star, or a trinary one. That they're suddenly present in a place like this cannot be coincidence.]
And sure, yeah. A little risk is good. No risk, no reward, right?
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