TEST DRIVE: January

[empevents]

— TEST DRIVE: JANUARY —

Welcome to empatheias' test drive meme. This test drive is to help interested players test their characters in the game's environment. We've included a few prompts that incorporate specific elements of the game, though you'll find all of them have a lot of leeway for players to get as creative as necessary. Before diving in, here are a few things we'd like to remind everyone about the game in general:

• Date reminders. Reserves open Monday, December 25 and Applications (Canon | OC) open a week later on January 1st. Apps will only be open for four days!
  
  
• OC Reminder! Just a quick reminder that original characters are allowed. Those interested can also use the test drive. OCs do not need to be reserved.
  
  
• Emotions are key! Empatheias' premise focuses on how anyone's emotions can affect their environment, be it big or small. While not every emotion will cause a reaction, significant ones definitely will. How much effect a character will have will ultimately be up to you, the player. Also, while we're giving a lot of leeway for the test drive, keep in mind that there will be some limits in the actual game.
  
  
• Everyone has an amulet. All characters have a unique amulet that is specialized for them. It will contain all of their emotion drops and it serves as the network device. Remember, communication is telepathic. Otherwise, it works basically the same.
  
  
• Assume the character is already in the game. Because "OMG WHERE AM I IS THIS REAL LIFE" threads aren't going to be very helpful in this test drive! Plus, those are going to happen in-game, anyway. So to make things easier, just assume that they've been around at least a week or so. Still learning the ropes, but not a complete "first day" experience.
  
  
• First or third person allowed. Your threads can be in either first or third, but we'd advise being flexible about it. Remember, these threads can also be used in your application for samples! Reminder: We only require one sample and it can be done in either format. We have also made a change to our sample requirements, so look over the Applications page!
  
  
• Transfer to in-game. If accepted, you can assume threads made on the Test Drive happen in-game if the scenario can reasonably fit. These threads do not count toward AC.

Now with that out of the way, here are some prompts you guys can work from!


PROMPTS

• Prompt A: How about giving the emotions a try?

• Prompt B: Refer to the Task Board and choose a task your character may be interested in taking up. For this prompt, you could have your character ask for help, already be in the middle of the job, or react to it in some way. Perhaps they were an unfortunate victim or want to create a job countering an existing one. You could even have a prompt making a job request. Creating jobs for the purpose of the test drive is absolutely doable.

• Prompt C: How about giving the amulets a go? Start a telepathic conversation and see how it works. Remember, the amulets are sending out the owner's thoughts so might want to be careful about how the stream of consciousness goes...

• Prompt D: As the holiday festivities end, the expectation of charity and giving back will be rearing its ambivalent head. Namely, Verens' very own Community and Otherworlder Assistance Centre will be recruiting for its many charitable projects and drives! Like all non-profit organisations of that nature, the expectation is for people to contribute and give without expecting anything in return - so roll up those sleeves and pull out that wallet, because this is going to cost in both time, money, and dignity!

1. Mr. Top Hat J. Roomba: Looks like you're one-half of the lucky pair who got recruited to go door to door, selling chocolate bars and magazine subscriptions. The money earned doesn't go to you, of course. At the end of the salesmanship, it all goes right back to the charity foundation! Sounds easy, right? Well, not so much. You see, the foundation has had an undue number of thefts lately from its volunteers - and while they're no accusing you, of course! - they are no longer financially comfortable leaving the volunteers unsupervised. Each pair will be followed by a watchful roomba-like device that will belt out situation-sensitive commands deduced by careful monitoring of the situation. It also wears a snazzy top hat.
   
2. 100% Organic: The Community and Otherworlder Assistance Centre also spearheads an innovation of its very own making: the emotion-sharing program! There are two ways to participate. The first is assisting in imbuing donated cosmetic products with the very essence of happiness and cheer. Having trouble summoning that up on the spot? Not to worry, because you'll be doing it inside The Puppy Room! (Puppies 100% organic. Please, try to keep animal hair out of the bottles.) The second way involves randomly assigning two individuals together for a more traditional approach to emotion-sharing. In this, there's only one rule: don't make the other person cry. And yes, you may also have unrestricted access to The Puppy Room.
   
3. It’s The Furry Hour: Lastly, there is the culmination of giving back to the community by putting a smile on each and every child’s face. The best way to do that? Put on a costume, say, this one or this one or even this one, and wander through the streets! Be careful, though -- the costumes are sensitive to Dunamis and any symptoms of emotional distress, regardless of whether or not they’re highs or lows. There are strict fines levied to anyone who dares damage a costume, or you might just end up mopping floors for a month to pay it off.

• Prompt E: Dunamis magic, emotional effects, crystals... one can live in Empatheias without ever really understanding the basics of it. However, it's encouraged to take at least a few courses as it will make adjusting to this new world a lot easier. At the Welcome Center, an eccentric new instructor is offering advanced classes (with a twist!) to new and old attendants. Interested natives can also join the classes as well, and the ones that are available are:

1. Think Positive! One of the most common types of emotional effects comes in the form of flowers. The most simple example being if one feels overwhelmingly happy, then flowers will start to bloom around them. In this class, Otherworlders will be learning exactly that! To be precise, the class takes place inside a botanical garden, and the exercise is to think positively so that more flowers can bloom. Think negatively, and the flowers will die, or they'll entangle you, or grow poisonous. Easy, right? No! This is an advanced class and controlling one's own feelings is KEY. Because there's also a tiger on the loose. Wait, what? Don’t worry - it only preys on fear and anger, so remember your lessons!
   
2. Think Negative! It's also important to know how to harness one's negative emotions, because such feelings are just as valid and useful as the opposite. In this exercise, two students are locked in a meat freezer, and the way to pass the test is to make each other seethe with rage until their fiery emotions bring the place down to room temperature. Make sure to insult each other a lot, and don't hold back! Maybe talking about a painful past can help? Alternatively, what the instructor did not account for, is that passion can be fiery, too. Maybe a kiss will do the trick? Otherwise, somebody will get the students out of there in 40 minutes and give them a nice cup of hot chocolate along with an F.
   
3. Think… Neither! Lastly, apathy! It's just as important to know how to harness. This class is a little more traditional, in the sense that everyone is sitting at their desk and watching a slide show. Students can talk amongst themselves in class, but they must not show any emotion! It's a little difficult, however, as the slide show gets more and more outrageous the longer the class goes on. At first it's a series of tasty food, then it's cute animals, and then some scary monsters. After that it moves on to more provocative imagery, such as poverty, graveyards, and... male and female models posing naked. Close your eyes! Or leave the class with the person sitting next to you? Otherwise, just try not to react to anything that comes up on the screen. Knowing when to be apathetic can save your life in Empatheias, too!

• Prompt F: It's out with the old and in with the new! Winter— no— it's not winter that is coming, but rather, the Notus season. Which is winter, technically, but the lovely citizens of Verens and natives of Empatheias call it differently. The season brings about snowfall and occasional storms, which means activities outdoors are limited due to the weather. The various sports teams in Verens have become even more serious with their training. The coaches refuse to let their team members gain weight due to the cold, which is why they're opening their training sessions to the public. Challenge them and win a prize! Make sure these players are given hell, because they won't shape up otherwise.

1. Hit 'Em High. One of the less formidable teams who play Verens Hoop Ball (patent pending) are the Champsters. Nobody truly knows how the Champsters are in the league when their plays are so awful. The sport itself, the Empatheias equivalent of what Earthlings would call basketball, had only been founded close to ten years ago. There aren't any "legends" yet, but the Champsters are players who will likely never be found in the hall of fame. In any case, they've opened their gym to any contenders who wish to take them on; 1-on-1, 2-on-2, 3-on-3, or even a full-on game. The sad excuse of Hoop Ball players are a sad excuse, needless to say. They play and cry like newborn fawn, and their coach will give anybody who makes them cry a heavy slap on the back and a 500 sylvs gift cheque at Steambucks. Thanks for showing the Champsters how much they suck - maybe they'll get motivated to do better because of this!
   
2. There's No Crying in... The managers of the Verens Football (soccer) team are inviting everyone to enter their gym and join their training for the day. All participants receive a 500 sylvs gift cheque to be used at Steambucks! And as soon as one enters the indoor pitch, they will hear the coach of the team screaming his lungs out. "THERE'S NO CRYING IN FOOTBALL!" - and the phrase might strike you as odd. Isn't it supposed to be baseball? And then you hear the muffled sobs of some people at the end of the goal line. . . wait, what? Anybody nearby is going to get yelled at, as well. "Fall in line and add some emotion to each kick!" the coach shouts. And with the intensity of each kick and the added emotions to it, it's no wonder the goalkeepers are getting beaten up. The coach doesn't seem to care, though…
   
3. You're on Ice. Apart from the indoor sports being promoted even though it's winter, some Verens officials have frozen the lake just by the outskirts of town for ice hockey and ice skating purposes. There are even cones and other obstacles lined on the ice for people to pass, and the officials are giving out a 500 sylvs gift cheque at Steambucks (AGAIN?!) to anybody who can clear the obstacles. Just watch out for the pucks that are flying every so often. If it hits your head, don't worry! Be comforted by the knowledge that the ice hockey team is doing their best and are making sure they're strong enough for the next tournament.

• Prompt G: Make your own! It could include crayons and/or pompoms.

For your threads, put the Character Name and the Canon in the subject line to help readily identify them. You're also welcome to use more than one prompt for respondents to choose from. If you have any questions or want to brush up on the game information, refer to the Game Information entry. Otherwise, tag around and have fun!

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Vanitas | Kingdom Hearts

[unversedunhinged]

((OOC note: Vanitas shares the same voice & face as Sora sooooo... take that as you will))

Prompt C

[If he was going to be trapped in this miserable world, Vanitas should at least try to make the most of it. There's only one thing he really wants though... and he won't feel complete without him. Taking his new crystal, the boy reaches out to whoever will listen.]

Has anyone seen a punk that looks like this? [An image would flash to whoever received the message. Oddly enough...this person looks very similar to someone else living here.] His name is Ventus. Really whiny and... "good of heart" or something. I need to find him.

Prompt E.2

[Vanitas could either be the best or worst partner for this. For one thing he thrives off negative emotions so it's great for the experiment. On the other hand... well sorry to his partner. If the cold is bothering him, he's hiding it as he leans against the wall with his arms crossed. He sneers at the other person at the opposite end of the freezer.]

Wipe that look off your face; I'm not doing this because I want to.

Prompt F.3

[Whoever is playing in this hockey game probably isn't walking away without an injury with Vanitas playing. When the training switches to a practice game, he goes all out. This means playing hard and dirty. If people get hurt along the way... well that's their own problem. Hockey encourages violence after all right? He's clearly having way too much fun; maybe this could be his true calling.

It's all well and good until someone is seriously hurt and blood is on the ice. They're in so much pain that they begin to cry, which just makes Vanitas roll his eyes.]

Oh please... walk it off. It's not broken. There's no room for babies here.

E.2

[quiescis]

[It's cold... She pulls the thick collar of her sweater up closer to her chin. Then she glances at the boy she's been paired with.

She has her own reasons for being here...] I'm sure we all have our own reasons to be... Why are you?

Operator 6O | NieR: Automata

[fortheflowers]

C for Contact!

Operator 6O to Otherworlders! Time for your regularly-scheduled contact.

[A chipper voice sounds across the amulets, accompanied by the image of a girl with a veiled face. She seems to be smiling, if the crinkling at the corners of her eyes is anything to go by - though she quickly becomes a little embarassed. This is without a doubt far from the first time she's reflexively started her broadcasts this way.]

I'm sorry - it's really hard to break old habits!

I know this isn't actually Earth, and many of the plants are quite different, but I was wondering if anyone here has or has seen any desert roses or lunar tears here? I've come across several roses already, and they're even more beautiful than their pictures, and I am thinking of trying my hand at creating a flower garden here. I've already begun amassing data and analyzing suitable land plots, but those two flowers in particular are important to me, so I was hoping... [She trails off, realizing she's rambling, her voice getting a bit faster as she goes in her enthusiasm over the subject]

Well, anyway, if anyone has any information about either desert roses or lunar tears, please let me know! Operator 6O out!



D for D'aww what a cute Roomba!

[Regardless of what you think, 6O seems perfectly fine being followed by the device. She's even gone so far as to ask what its designation is, and she seems rather disappointed when all it has to say is a shout at them that time is money and they'd better get started. This nets a put-out sigh from her, and she slumps a little before turning her wide eyes to you - her assigned partner.]

I've never met a pod with such grumpy programming before. Even when they were experimenting with different personality sub-types! [She sighs, hiking up the straps of the very large crate of chocolate bars she has strapped to her back back-pack style. It really looks rather heavy for a slight girl like her, but she seems unbothered by it.] Are they all like this?

C

[castrationfist]

Why would you want roses? Cherry blossoms are much prettier, roses are just gaudy.

azura | fire emblem: fsteak

[leitmotifs]

♪ E1.

[ It takes about a minute for Azura to lull the tiger into a state of content kittyhood, believe it or not. She hadn't even needed to properly sing to do it, although a gentle hum hadn't gone amiss. Now, she sits with the skirt of her dress fanning around her tucked knees, the tiger's considerable maw lazing across her thigh as she strokes its fur. If you get close, you might hear a distinct vibrating sound.

The tiger is purring.

Belatedly, Azura opens her eyes, seeing her audience for the first time. (Because who wouldn't want to pet a docile tiger?) Her expression is a bit severe, a tepidity that will teeter to cold long before it thaws, but her voice is soft, if not gentle. ]

Would you like to pet him?

♫ C.

I don't care much for this—

[ So Azura thinks, as she struggles to get used to her amulet and its telepathic broadcasting. ]

Did I announce myself?

[ Yeah, she's used to keeping her feelings and opinions safely internalised. Getting used to having to filter her own mind is going to be difficult. Her tone grows slightly prickly. ]

I beseech you, stop listening. [ Yeah, that'll help. ] This is an invasion of privacy. I only need to -

[ Success! There's a loud squawk of telepathic feedback as she disconnects, ripping her amulet off its chain by force. Suck on that!! ]

E1

[riddlingual]

Boy would I!

[ She excitedly moves closer to the lovely girl with the lovely voice. Honestly Maddie wouldn't be surprised if she were some kind of princess or something. ]

Ardyn Izunia | Final Fantasy XV

[reprobusfilius]

C.

Ah! Now here's a question for you: Have you ever been so humiliated by your family that you want to trade them in for a new one?

[Asked in the most nonchalant, innocent tone that Ardyn can possibly muster.]


D.2

[Anyone unfortunate to be stuck attempting to share emotions with Ardyn will likely regret it before an hour is out. On the surface he's all sunshine and glee. On the inside? Best not to discuss it. Hard to tell though, as he's in the Puppy Room at present. Arms flung wide open to greet the wiggly bundles of happiness.]

Well hello, little ones!

[Maybe he's not all that bad, after all?]


E.2

[Now this is more like it. Free reign to vent all his anger and spite. Something Ardyn appreciates, if he's even capable of such a generous notion. The trick is, of course, to find just the right buttons to push. He'll casually recline against the chilly walls, examining his nails and watching his breath pool in puffs before him.]

Oh you go first. I insist.


Wildcard

!!! E2!

[newrecipe]

[Of all the people to find himself in training with, let alone trapped with. Ignis is entirely certain the instructor was unaware of exactly how volatile a situation he had created-- thrown together so quickly that Ignis had little time to object.

Well. If he was meant to be harnessing negative emotions to fuel his dunamis, then he supposes he's been given an incredible advantage in this particular case. Sight or no sight, Ardyn's voice had been unmistakable right from the off.]

Gladly.

[He raises one hand in front of him. This isn't his first time practicing dunamis, and his anger causes flame to materialize, hovering above the palm of his hand, waiting to be directed.]

Kolivan | Voltron

[dadofmarmora]

E-1: "positive" dunamis

[Kolivan has been the leader of an organization wherein calm and focus are necessary for survival for a very long time. To that end, the basic dunamis classes haven't actually been telling him much, and it was his hope that a more advanced one would give him something a little more solid to work with. Instead, to his aghast bafflement, apparently these people's idea of a great class is to lock a bunch of civilians in a room with some sort of snarling horned tooth-beast, and expect them to be happy about flowers.

Look. Kolivan is the first to agree that there are some things you can only learn by doing despite the inherent dangers, but you've got to have limits.

To that end, the Galra is ignoring the flowers in favor of keeping the tiger sidetracked. There are too many nervous people, most of them small and very breakable humans who aren't even carrying weapons, in this garden for him to feel comfortable doing otherwise. For most of the "class" he can be found off to the side somewhere, standing casually in parade rest and scowling severely down at the tiger. Reacting to his annoyance, it paces back and forth in front of him, occasionally leaving him behind to track down those it can sense growing too frustrated.]

Stop that. Come here.

[-- and when that happens, all he has to do is follow it, and ratchet up his irritation until it turns its attention back to him and resumes pacing. Nobody is getting mauled by this stupid beast today. On the other hand, Kolivan is a seven-and-a-half foot alien cat-lizard person and his frown is causing whatever flowers are nearby to shrivel up like dying insects, so his looming may not really be helping anyone's nerves. Perhaps a happy medium can be found somewhere.]

Taskboard: Selenium mirror-crystals

[There's a sort of bitter rightness, Kolivan thinks, in this world pulling someone like him into it right before the holiday that centers around honoring the dead. He's been told of the horror stories of years previous, of course -- ghosts of the missing turning up to haunt the living, apparitions showing up in candlesmoke to spill treasured secrets. But none of that bothers him at all once he's told of the lanterns and the rest, and when he learns that those organizing the event need help with their preparations, the Galra goes to lend a hand without hesitation.

He has a lot of dead. He can carry the weight of them just fine, but it's something he's most always conscious of.

The only obvious change in Kolivan's expression and posture as he thinks back on recent casualties is that, sometimes, he scowls somewhat less than usual. Empatheias itself makes up for it, though, reacting to the variety of emotion that colors his grief. It isn't that Kolivan actively summons shadows. It's only that the lights around him grow dim and hushed, ultimately fading to dark entirely. The glowing lines on his Marmora uniform fade out first. Then any lamps or light cores that may be around, so slowly that it's not even noticeable at first.

There's something almost reverent about the effect. Still, the fact remains that the room is going dark. Hopefully nobody actually needs to see what they are doing or get anywhere by sight alone, because Kolivan is entirely content to leave things as they are, and though he isn't a hostile person, his demeanor is not exactly welcoming.]

E-1

[tookashirototheknee]

[Matt has never been the most calm of people in the face of a crisis. Sure, he's better than he was, but when faced with a growly tiger and a growly Galra, there is a lot of cold, turbulent wind surrounding him, and the flowers are dull and dying at his feet.

However, he takes a breath, and takes a step forward.]

Hey, so on Earth there are entertainments where people make tigers jump through hoops. Yeah, it's kinda stupid, but I took Pidge there once when she was really little, and she wouldn't stop talking about how silly it was that, of all things, the tigers were jumping through hoops.

[Is it true? Who knows, but the flowers at his feet are starting to get just a bit of color back, and a few vines start growing as well.]

Waver Velvet | Fate/ Zero

[untalented]

C

...I take it no one's seen a towering man spouting off about conquering this world, possibly not wearing pants.

[The thread of conversation came without introduction or preamble-- and it was followed by a tangibly weary sigh.]

This place wouldn't be so quiet if he were here, so I'm not getting my hopes up.

E-2

Hey! What do you mean we're stuck in here?!

[Waver Velvet's voice cracked as he yelled, and he pounded his tiny fist so hard on the door that he yelped in pain the second it landed. He was all for magic lessons-- learning was what he thrived on, and it was possible that this new kind of magic could really make a difference if he found a way to bring these teachings back to the Clocktower.

Forget Grail Wars. This was a new, more interesting way to make that blasted Lord El-Melloi eat his words about sanctity of bloodline.

But his expression faultered when he heard the directions from the instructor, repeated in obvious irritation.]

That's dumb! You're dumb! You can't just leave us here....

[He cast a wide-eyed look at the person he was locked in with.]

...Can they?

C

[castrationfist]

[The voice that responds is unfamiliar, feminine, and has no image attached, but...]

Heavens me. Would that perhaps be that irritating Rider who stinks of testosterone and poor decisions?

archie / pokemon / something something water pun

[h2no]

puppies!

[archie is pretty good at going with the flow. it's almost kind of his thing, except that one time he majorly went against the flow and almost ended the world because he thought he knew better. ...he's not gonna talk about that, though. the perpetual mini-storm cloud above his head probably says enough, raining on him constantly. archie's not gonna talk about that either, though, because there's something much more pressing at hand.

puppies.

it's probably a good thing the cloud is raining on him, because it semi-hides the fact he is weeping openly over these puppies, completely ignoring whoever was assigned to him. just a big buff pirate man in a wetsuit crying on the floor with a puppy poking at the bright blue bandana on his head curiously, nothing to see here.]

network amulet. netulet. amuwork.

Yo! Important question. Has waterproof makeup been invented here yet? It's important.

...

Highly.

[for the aesthetic.]

emotions are hard

[currently not interested in engaging in anything the island offers, archie is sitting in the grass just off one of the stone paths in the cold morning sun. still, the rain cloud prevails.

his crobat is sitting next to him - the giant bat taller than him even sitting down.]

What'd you think? [he asks the bat, leaning forward slightly so it can bat at the cloud above him easier.] Kinda ironic, right?

[arceus, does he hate that cloud. he's going to build up a layer of frost, at this rate.]

emotions

[castrationfist]

[A small woman with fox ears and a tail approaches...]

Excuse me, you're getting water all over the path. Could you control yourself?

Magnai | Final Fantasy XIV: Stormblood

[areyoumynhaama]

C

[A gruff and thoroughly exasperated voice:]

I have seen your shops and stalls, and they have proved inadequate. Tell me: Can I buy mare's milk and sheep organs, or must I milk and butcher my own?

D-3

[On the plus side: a robust frame and high endurance are very useful for mascot costumes. However, big horns and a fat reptilian tail are not.]

[Magnai currently has his tail uncomfortably wedged down the left leg of his bear costume, and, unable to get his bear "head" to fit over his horns, is instead opting to wear it like a hat, glowering out at the rest of the world from just under the bear's snout.]

Don't you dare laugh.

D-3

[thegreatpain]

[ He said laugh right? That's totally what he said? Well, if it wasn't this will surely be the rudest encounter Magnai will have recently. Shinou was only wandering by when he noticed the strange scaley man in the bear costume...

Nope. He can't hold it in, and begins to laugh outwardly. ]

tsumugi shirogane | new danganronpa v3 | lemme know regarding spoilers!

[profiction]

[B: Task GT1204]

[What better way to utilize her skills as the Ultimate Cosplayer and make money than this? It's a little boring though, since it's just. Sewing patches.

She's taken to sitting in a public space, sewing patches into these christmas stockings at a good speed, her work, despite being very quick, not diminishing in quality whatsoever. She's a professional, after all!

She lets her eyes wander though-- there's all sorts of interesting characters wandering around, some of which she even recognizes from her favorite anime or manga, so it's hard not to stare... Which inevitable leads to a needle sticking into her fingers at some point.] Ouch! [A pained yelp and she's sticking her hurt finger in her mouth, frowning. And to make matters worse, there's a strong breeze that kicks up--possibly from someone else's strong eotions--that sends her patches and stockings scattering.

With a muffled cry she jumps up and gives chase. Help??]

[D-2]

Don't make them cry...? That sounds easy enough, I think.

[How hard can this be? Tsumugi tilts her head, staring off a moment in thought. Well, whoever she gets paired with, it'll probably be fine. She lets herself be shuffled into a room and--]

A-are those puppies!? [Oh my god?? Tsumugi drops to her knees immediately to be swarmed by happy puppies and she bursts out laughing, scratching and petting at every available ear.

Is this the best day ever or is this the best day ever.]

[E-1]

[Okay cool, she's got this. She can think positively! She wanders the garden, blissfully unaware of any dangerous tigers lurking around, except.... Except she's hearing some concerning whispers about it here and there.

But she can brush them off! Rumors are just rumors, right? No need to worry herself about something so ridiculous as tigers being left to run wil-- Was that the sound of something very large shuffling through the flowers not too far away?

Tsumugi jumps in alarm and turns anxiously to the nearest person.] H-hey, um... That stuff about the tiger... That was just a joke, right?

[WILDCARD]

[Throw a prompt out or hit me up if you want something else!

As an aside, due to Tsumugi's nature as the Ultimate/Super High School Level Cosplayer (I default to using Ultimate but I'll go w/whatever) she's very knowledgeable of anime and manga. Let me know not only if you're okay with spoilers for drv3 should they pop up, but if you're also okay with her knowing who your character is/the series they're from. She probably won't fourthwall out loud, but she might inwardly fangirl or smth.

Just let me know!]

E-1

[tofutti]

[ So much for thinking positively. Wow. Rise's been enjoying trying to make flowers grow and blossom, especially as this isn't something she's ever really done before. Her life with her grandmother was all about tofu, staying low and keeping out of things, then there'd been the showbiz, going from photoshoot to concert to interview that there was never really time for it.

Solving the murders made it even more hectic.

It's a pleasant feeling, that Tsumugi is now ruining. ]

Even if it wasn't, acting nervous like that is only going to cause problems. [ She pauses, trying to give her most encouraging smile, offering her a hand to take. ] Sometimes, even if we're really scared, we have to face our fears. We don't have to do it alone though, right?

[ MAYBE NOT WHEN THEY'RE TIGERS ]

Eva Rosalene | To the Moon / Finding Paradise

[takingchances]

D-1
[Honestly Eva doesn't mind the door to door selling so much. She likes doing charity work when she can anyhow and she did her fair share of selling candy back in highschool.

Still, it's bugging her. It begins by a tension running through her shoulders and finally ends after the second or third house when Mr. Top Hat runs smack dab into the back of her heels, knocking it's top hat off in the process.

She turns then, tone annoyed.]

Oh for pineapple's sake.

[She nudges the roomba-thing back a few paces with the toe of her boot.]

Are it's sensors broken or something?

E-1
[The subject of dunamis and emotional effects are ones that keenly intrigues the scientist in Eva. Classes on both are welcomed by the woman and the botanical garden is all the more welcomed by her. They may not be vegetables but she doesn't exactly hate flowers either.

She had been doing pretty well at it too, at least until she hears something rustling among the plants. She cocks her brow up at it, the pot of a hibiscus flower clutched between her hands.]

The flowers around here don't move, do they?

F-3
[Eva is giving the set of ice skates this slightly dubious look.]

It's sort of been a while since I tried ice skating.

[Like a long while, okay.]

Wilcard
[Hit me up with any scenario you like.]

E-1

[continuer]

[ Jaune lays low, already knowing what to expect here. Has he attended this once before already? ]

Thaaat would be the man-eating tiger they sprung on us. Thank you, Professor Positive...

[ He tries to keep focused on the garden of flowers before him, the instability of everyone else's emotions are causing them to die slowly. If this keeps up, then the tiger will make sure it's not the plants who die next.

Calmly, he continues... ]

Are you scared?

Aerith Gainsborough | Final Fantasy VII

[inheritedearth]

d2. 100% organic

[Happiness and cheer aren't all that difficult to come by, Aerith finds, but the puppies certainly help. She's made herself available for both methods, alternating throughout the day between helping to imbue cosmetics with feelings of hope and good cheer and meeting with those who need a bit of assistance face-to-face. Either way, she's making good use of her unlimited Puppy Room access, and at one point takes the opportunity to sneak one of the puppies out to where refreshments are being served during one of her breaks.]

Don't tell anyone about this, okay?

[She grins, placing a single finger against her lips to signal that the puppy tucked beneath her arm keep this on the down low before taking half a sandwich from the food table and crouching down to hide behind it, feeding her new canine companion the stolen offering.]

After this, it's back to work! [Her voice is hushed, but not quite a whisper.] We're still on the clock. That cheer isn't going to spread itself, you know.


e1. think positive!

[Flowers have always been Aerith's strong point. When it comes to learning about this world's emotional effects and how to better understand and harness them, the class being offered in the botanical garden seems to be a natural fit. She smiles to herself as she kneels in front of one of the garden boxes she'd been assigned to; though she'd been informed of the tiger running lose within the garden, she's not terribly concerned. It definitely can't be any worse than a dragon, not to mention the countless other creatures she's come across in her travels, and if it preys on fear and anger, then she has nothing to worry about: she doesn't imagine she could bring herself to feel either in this place.

The garden itself is unlike anything she's ever seen, different than the one she'd kept in the church or the garden she'd tended outside her own home. The variety here is impressive, far greater than what she was able to make grow in the slums, but for all its differences, there's still a distinct sense of familiarity to it. She reaches out to the budding flowers in front of her, focusing positive energy as she'd been instructed, her smile warming as the flowers begin to reach higher and then bloom, turning their faces towards her hand as though it were radiating sunlight.]

Good to know I haven't lost my touch.

[It's been awhile since she's had the chance to put her green thumb to use, all things considered.]


c. amulets

I wonder if there are any limits on these the way there can be with phones?

[Aerith's voice is pleasant but curious as she ponders aloud. It's not her first time experimenting with the crystals, and they've taken some getting used to, but she's already finding herself quite fond of them. For one, they're very convenient-- and there's something to be said for functional accessories.]

Can they only reach a certain distance? Do you get poor reception if you're too far underground, or is there spotty telepathy service anywhere? So far, these seem to be much more reliable, so long as you take good care of them. Much less static, and fewer dropped calls.

e1

[continuer]

[ Aerith must have a knack for capturing the attention of blond boys, because Jaune watches her do the thing with the flowers. It's genuinely impressive how effortless she make it all look!

(He wants to take some of these flowers home!!) ]

Whoa... you're really good at this.

You must be a naturally positive person.

Killian Jones/Captain Hook | once upon a time

[colorfulmoniker]

C;

[Killian Jones was never really one for magical devices, and in this place, things are no different. While it lacks such things as talking phones and the magic boxes the Storybrooke residents curiously call "computers", he finds himself turning his crystal over in his hands more often than not, like it's a rare treasure instead of a communication device... which is why there's an accidental broadcast: an image of his face and he's talking to himself (whoops). At least he's handsome? You're welcome.]

How the bloody hell am I supposed to talk with this cursed device if there are no buttons? This isn't like a talking phone at all.

[Where is the Emma button!?]

D-3;

[Okay. When he signed up for the job, he hadn't expected to be handed a shaggy brown costume of a creature he's never seen before in his life. Frankly, he wasn't expecting to be handed one at all, so forgive him if he appears a little distressed as he tries to slide into the large bodysuit. The costume is already itching where it touches the bare skin of his arms -- a sensation he hasn't grown used to after all of the leather jackets.

It's clearly a struggle and Killian gets about halfway into zipping it up his front when he pauses, casting his partner a grimace, a brow shooting up.]

Out with it, then... if you have something to say, mate.

C.

[madcuriosity]

You're doing a wonderful job now though, sir. I can see and hear you just fine.

Eiji Hino | Kamen Rider OOO

[driedup]

[Task Board: Special Delivery?]

[This is ...not what he expected when he took the job off the task board! He was just thinking how convenient and helpful it is that this place has a board up for people who want to do odd jobs without immediately investing into employment (It's not like he knew how long he'd be here, after all), but maybe he should have squinted a little harder. Asked a few more questions...]

[Anyway, Eiji is currently running through the alleys of Verens with a package in his arms as a bunch of people with swords chase after him. He is not sure what he did exactly to warrant this, or what's in the bag- he promised not to look- but this is certainly not ideal! Look out, Verens, there he comes running through the streets, probably crashing into things and bumping into people. He's not rude about it at least!]

Sorry, sorry! Pardon me- coming through! Augh!

[That's one way to make a first impression. Will you give him a hand? Or maybe leave him to the mob of Enforcers chasing him?]

[Thinking Negatively.]

[The tiger thing had not been all that bad! Keeping people together and having them hold hands and sing camp songs had done a marvelous job of keeping a hungry tiger away! Eiji only got mauled a little when he jumped out to pull someone out of the way. It's fine, he's been bandaged up! No worries.]

[This ...This was a little more of an obstacle. It's not that the cold bothered him all that much, though it was much less preferable to heat for many reasons. Many reasons, it doesn't mean he hasn't dealt with harsh conditions. It's the ...negative thinking aspect that he's having trouble with. He's sitting there on the cooler floor trying to think of something that makes him angry enough to melt ice.]

...Not having underwear for tomorrow is pretty serious.

[Despite how distressed he is by that thought, it does not seem to make him angry or fiery. In fact it seems to create more ice! Oops. Perhaps it is up to the person he is stuck with to figure this out.]

[Wildcard. Hit me up with your own thing if you want!]

[justpastdawn]

[One of those Enforcers is Kevin Regnard.

Which is unfortunate, really, because these other silly cops chasing this poor guy are not Enforcers that he has trained, which is to say that all of them are staying on the ground. The ground, where there are pedestrians and obstacles and all manner of other things slowing them down and throwing them off the trail. Eiji might actually get away from them in the end, if Kevin didn't take one look at the situation and pop up to the rooftops to chase him without interference.

He doesn't actually care what's in the bag. This is not the first time somebody's taken that task and there's never been anything evil in the other bags. But there's all these conspiracies about false senses of security and drug rings and all manner of other things, and it's not like Kevin's going to argue about getting paid to go for a nice run. The air is brisk today! And so, here he goes, waiting for a good opportunity to jump on this guy. If it takes a while, that's fine. Assuming he hasn't got weird bullshit Otherworlder stamina, this fellow will get nice and tired out, and that's an advantage for Kevin.]

Rise Kujikawa | Persona 4: Golden

[tofutti]

( sorta GT1201 )

[ She has only been here a few days and while Christmas is something different in Japan, the idea of donating gifts to children who need it struck a chord with her. It means that despite this being a little embarrassing, she's volunteered to take a station outside the welcome centre to try and convince people to help. She's wearing a Christmas dress she managed to pick up from who knows where, trying to not shiver as she smiles at people passing by. It's at least better than her Christmas P4D outfit, but it's still too cold for this. ]

Heeeeello there! Are you feeling the Christmas cheer this time of year? [ She addresses you, putting on her best smile. ] Why not donate a toy or chocolates to children who really need a special something?

[ When she doesn't get a nice answer in response though, she ends up pouting. ] Geez, it isn't like I'm doing this for the fun of it. Pretty please? I'll even throw in a song of your choice!

[ Why is this so much harder than at home???? Because people here don't know about Christmas, that's why smh. ]

( A: emotions )

[ The only good thing about being brought here and having to settle in to a completely new places is that she can still feel Kanzeon is with her. It makes scanning the places for her friends easier, eases her nerves to know some of them are around.

The only odd thing about this is that while Rise stands still in the middle of the street, with her persona behind her, she has very little control of her emotions as she concentrates. At first, the air around her feels tight and tense, cracks in the ground forming from how nervous she feels about being alone at the moment. As she locates one, then two and so on though, those effects give way to something warming and lighter. The air seems to have lights floating around in it, and the cracks in the ground start filling up with flowers. Kanzeon disappears in a flash, and Rise lets out a sigh. ]

Just, urgh why does it have to be so cold?

[ She's at least managed to get a coat in the time she's been here, but it's hardly anything suitable for the weather. She's so focused on that she doesn't notice that she's being stared at, but when she does, she lets out a nervous laugh. ]

Sorry, that was probably a bit of a shock. Are you... okay?

( D1 )

[ It's the third door they're knocking on, and Rise is preparing her next big smile when the Roomba interrupts them again. ]

Knock more gently, you do not wish to alarm those inside.

I did knock gently! How else are you supposed to knock? How are we supposed to do anything with this talking over us all the ti-- [ Only then the door opens, and she's caught by surprise. ] H-Hello there! Are you stuck with what to buy for the holidays? Well, you don't need to look any further! [ She makes a TADA kind of motion towards the bag. ] Whether it's for those with a sweet tooth or--

[ The person at the door raises their hand, looking disgruntled. ]

Look, I'm just gonna stop you there. We already told the last of you weirdos, we don't want anything.

[ Rise glances at her companion, then nervously at the roomba. ]

Aw, come on... [ She gives the person at the door a small, more natural smile. ] It'd be for charity, isn't that a good thing?

( wildcard )

[ Feel free to hit me up with something else! You can also PM me if you want to work something out. I'm still reviewing atm so I'm a bit shaky on her voice still, so please bear with me! ]

!!! D1!

[cuteshit]

Yeah!

[Really, he should be letting Rise do all the talking. She's much more of a people person than he is, but he can't help chiming in-- the last few houses they've visited haven't been willing to buy, and the robot thing that's been following them around is really getting on his nerves. He's wound up and frustrated that they aren't making any progress, and that's making it more and more difficult to let Rise take the lead.]

It's for charity! What are ya, stingy? You hate kids or somethin'?

[The man at the door looks wholly unimpressed.]

Do you speak to all of your potential customers this way?

Angeal Hewley | Final Fantasy VII - Crisis Core

[angealwings]

C (image)/B-GT1203

I... apologize, I have been here for a little while, but some things still evade me.

Would anyone be willing to instruct me how one can get to Briarlan? I... mostly got glares and nothing helpful when I tried to ask around in the street. Even a glower or two!

[ Angeal is very much not ... chipper, but he is amused, in an indulgent sort of way. ]

D-2

[ In person, it may not be as easy to miss the set of white wings - one large, and a smaller beneath it - especially as one of the puppies is very determined on attempting to chew on the lower edge of the bigger wing. Angeal lets it, only fluttering it to dislodge his attacker if it only gets to hurt a bit. Otherwise, hes mostly leaning a shoulder to the wall, arms crossed. ]

... just look at that pile over there behind the door.

[ Said puppies are currently fast asleep, with their little bellies up in the air and little tongues licking soft chops. Angeal's hand itches to pet them, but he's careful not to disturb the little ones. ]

G.

Wildcard! If you want a starter, poke me at kikibug13

angeeeeeaaalllll ヽ( ≧ω≦)ﾉ | d-2

[soldiernoclass]

[ Zack has far fewer scruples about waking sleeping puppies, and has been inching his way toward the pile for the past few minutes. ]

Can't we wake up a couple of them? How much sleep could they need?

Velvet Scarlatina | RWBY

[dustbun]

D.2
It’s... it’s okay. I’m sure.

[Is the Puppy Room too full? Maybe petting a rabbit girl is more fun?

Warm, soft ears are certainly appealing, but that happiness and cheer might be one sided.

Velvet does her best though. Her ears droop slightly and she shifts just a bit closer. Enough so fingers can easily graze along the tips of brown bunny ears.
Trembling, brown bunny ears.]


E.2
[Velvet? Angry? It certainly happens, of course, but it’s something she’s kept deep down. Hidden under years of self-doubt and worry.
Goaded by her well meaning friends back home.]

A-are you cold?

[She rubs her hands together, using the gentle warmth to soothe her aching arms.

It’s hard to believe a rabbit Faunus like her has any sort of passion or fire within her, but it’s certainly there.

Somewhere.]

E2

[tofutti]

W-why [ Her teeth chatter, making the words come out shaky. ] did we think this was a good idea again?

[ She's huddled up in there as well, trying hard to feel angry or something that will get her riled up, but it's pretty hard when you're stuck in there with a rabbit Faunus who is being nice to you at the moment. ] Of course I'm cold, aren't you?

Princess Yue | Avatar: The Last Airbender

[moonpowers]

C:

Hello... those who reside here. I apologize, for I do not have much to say. I just wished to introduce myself. No no that sounds too formal, doesn't it? How about...
It's wondrous to meet so many new faces. How are you all fairing today? No no that will not do either.

[ She lets out a soft laughter and flashes a gentle smile. ]

My name is Yue.... oh am I using this right? [ Her voice sounded strange as it seemed she started shaking her amulet around. She wonders if she broke the amulet.
Her world didn't have such technology after all.]

E1:

[ This seemed like such a useful thing to learn, keeping calm, keeping happy, keeping a zen about the world to keep the world afloat, but Yue found it hard to concentrate. She was far more curious about the Tiger beast running around. ]

Pardon me, but what sort of creature is this?


G:

[ While exploring the city of Veren's, one of the locals decided to shove a pair of fluffy pink pompoms into her hands. Without explaining, they shoved her forward and said cheer on the world! Not wanting to disappoint anyone from this world or not, she nodded her head and went looking for anyone walking by. Cheer them on.... Cheer them on. ]

You hold yourself in a refined way. I am certain you are quite the kind person!

[ She wiggles her pompoms with a shy smile. ]

C. Also YUE! :D

[lightthedarkness]

It's wonderful to meet you, Yue! My name is Usagi! And you're using it just right! You have such a pretty name! [And how cute is she!]

Milly Ashford | Code Geass

[mrsfouineuse]

Task Board - GT1211

There is still a lot to learn about this world. Such as, being careful about answering requests from the task board. Especially if they involve eating something. Doubly so if the person who made it doesn't know how long it'll last. Milly figured there couldn't really be a downside of sampling some cheerful sounding peppermint bark.

Except, it's been hours now, and she can't stop herself from loudly, and happily, complimenting the people she comes across. Even if she doesn't know them. Or her throat is beginning to grow sore from all her exuberant complimenting. Such as the person she's just bumped into. Her face lights up, blue eyes sparkling, "Oh wow! You're outfit is just fantastic! So stylish!!"

Prompt C

These amulets are fantastic. I wonder how they came to be, considering this place doesn't even have cell phones, or computers. Although, they're definitely more convenient than a phone. Even if someone was trying to avoid you, they would have to work extra hard to keep you from reaching them over this thing! If had one of these back home I could plan even bigger, better events for the school. Or learn other's secrets more easily, hehehe.

Prompt E-1

This is way more than Milly signed up for. While all this Dunamis stuff sounded super cool, and fun, knowing she's trapped in a garden with a real, live tiger is the exact opposite of a good time. Every time she hears a twig crunch, or leaves rustle, her progress on making flowers blooms immediately stops. The poor little buds at her feet quickly wilt when she's sure she hears the chuff of the tiger behind her. Standing as still as she can, she tries to focus on happy thoughts.

Like her friends. Or-Oh God! Something is breathing on her calf and she screams, running across the lawn, "Somebody help meeeee!!!"

Of course, there's nothing actually behind her. The tiger is too busy with some other poor soul.

Task board...

[whiteknightmare]

"... thank you."

Suzaku's words are quiet as he raises his hands to meet her eyes. What is the last thing she remembers? He's aware people may come here from different times and... well.

His presence may be a bit of a surprise.

Darling Charming || Ever After High

[doesntdistress]

B: Silent Knight [GT1212]

Darling had seen the task about hunting for mushrooms for a student in need and was instantly reminded of Apple and how she might panic about studying. Of course, Apple would have managed her time better but that didn't change that a student needed help and Darling Charming was going to help.

Uuuunfortunately for Darling, she didn't have a hang of this emotion magic nor did she tend to feel "frantic." She also didn't really know her way around just yet. She turned to her partner and smiled.

"Thank you for your help regarding this task, I'm still learning my way around here."

C: Holy Knight

[Darling Charming may be a damsel, and she may be in a distressing situation, but that did not mean she is distressed. A new world wasn't wholly uncommon to her, but considering she tended to go to other worlds of her own volition, this was a bit... new.

Still! She wasn't going to let this worry her. First things first, introductions, reconnaissance, and secure shelter... She was rather glad she was brought in her white knight armor with sword. She just needed to make sure no one saw the armor...Just angle her viewing point just so.]

Hello, residents of this land, I am Princess Darling Charming, a student at Ever After High. It is a pleasure to meet you and make your acquaintance. [She didn't want to assume a kidnap scenario just yet.] If possible, I am looking for some information beyond what is provided at the Welcome Center. I am looking for anyone who has mentioned they also attend Ever After High? [She's tempted to provide a list of names, but for their safety, for now she'll just stick with the school.]

C

[unfairest_ofthemall]

[Well, Darling, you're about to get a taste of how the amulets, and how the emotions here at Empatheias, work. Because all of a sudden she is SLAMMED with joy, with light so bright it's almost blinding.

Apple is happy to see her, basically.]

DARLING! Darling Darling Darling Darling DARLING! It's you! It's really you! I can't believe it! Are you at the Welcome Center? I'll meet you at the Welcome Center! Yes, yes, yes, yes, finally!

D ☆ Petshop of Horrors

[dreamsandtea]

Prompt A

[He arrives in a flourish, unexpectedly, unhappily, immediately finding a clock. It is tea time and he will not miss his daily sweets!]

Goodness, do they have any manners? [A pair of pale hands - featuring long dark nails that look more like talons - close into fists.] Pon-chan? Tetsu? Can you hear me?

[Suddenly tea and all of its pleasing tastes and aromas are not his biggest problem. Fear and uncertainty overcome his irritation and D falls silent, listening to the sounds of this...

New world. This is not Earth.] Father, what have you done?

[But he knows his father isn't capable of this. Neither is his grandfather or his ancient ancestors. There has been an intervention and he must get to the bottom of it before his pets need to be fed.

And before his father makes mince-meat of his favorite detective.]

Excuse me? [He reaches out to the first stranger he sees, expression imploring.] I seem to be lost.

Prompt E1

[Did you say a tiger is on the loose? D is more than happy to provide it with all the fear and anger it desires! For now, however, he is fine with playing bait. He purposefully takes himself away from the group, humming as flowers spring to life under his feet. That is nothing new, really. The spilling of his blood can have the same effect.]

Don't be shy. I'll give you what you want.

A

[takingchances]

[Eva's own first reaction is to try to set things straight. She might have emotions but she was always one to try the rational and serious approach first. So she's standing here in her gold-trimmed lab coat, ticking over the facts in her mind when D approaches her.

She blinks a bit at him, then hums a little in thought. She doesn't know him at all. Dreams typically choose from people you've seen at least one or twice somewhere, don't they. So this couldn't really be classified a dream. She hadn't been asleep either.]

I think we both are.

Inquisitor Lavellan || Dragon Age

[lendedahand]

[Prompt B]

[i. Game of Chickens]

[Well he was in need of money, and he wasn't exactly fit for most of the tasks on the bored. However his clan had chickens. He knew chickens. While golden eggs seemed to be something they should be more concerned about, he wouldn't turn down the chance for easy money. There was one very important thing he forgot: Being Dalish didn't magically imbue him with an inherent knowledge of tending to livestock.

So this is how he wound up in a chicken coup surrounded by many kerfuffled chickens, while one was on his shoulder trying to claw out his eyes. He probably could have handled it if he wasn't an arm short, or at least that was his excuse. Better than holding his title of World's Worst Dalish.

Thankfully he hears the door open as someone enters.]

Ah, I could use some help if you've a moment! Please?

[ii. What Could go Wrong?]

[Lad had plucked what he found to be a particularly odd request off from the board. Hair, honey, some rocks... last time he did some weird ritual like this a corpse popped out of the ground and tried to kill him. Or that other weird dwarven ritual when demons just popped out of everywhere when he bumbled it up. At the same time he usually got stuff for doing this sort of thing.

So he plucked off the offer to show it to the person next to him.]

Does any of this seem like a bad idea to you? I mean, I'm still going to do it, but this is an odd request.

[Prompt C]

[The link starts with a feeling of skepticism, and a mild irritation brought by a pang of homesickness. There was something else, however. A presence that lingered in the back of his mind.]

This sure doesn't look like the communication crystals Dorian had, this has to be some cheap knock off. I doubt it even works.

[The presence seems to try to whisper to him, but it's mostly unintelligible and garbled- a dead language he could barely understand. So he simply ignores it for now despite its effort to communicate with him.]

It's probably just something they're using to try and scare me, ooooh what a spooky rock, like I've never used some creepy magic artifact before.

[Finally the presence does manage to get his attention with a clear "They hear." before going quiet once more.]

Wait, what? Oh Fenedhis, this is going to be awkward.

b-ii

[mewnifestos]

They're all odd.

[ Anders barely glances at the piece of paper being held out in front of him, before his attention returns to the little battered journal in his hands. He's jotting down the details of some other job with a charcoal pencil, and he only looks up again to peer at the tasks still pinned to the board. ]

You just pick whichever pays well enough that it balances out.

Dr. Angela "Mercy" Ziegler | Overwatch

[say_aaah]

[C]

[ She'd been shown roughly how the amulets worked, but a simple demonstration wasn't going to be enough to quench Mercy's curiosity toward the fantastical artifact. During her tasks over the course of the day, those near her may notice her staring at it quite intently, as if trying to unlock its secrets via sheer willpower.

The air might start to kick up in a small gust now and then about her coat, which causes her to blink out of her concentration, remembering that, oh yeah, that's a thing here, isn't it. She has to keep an eye on her emotions...

Maybe if you telepathically spoke with her, she'd get more practice out of using it? ]

[D-3]

[ Oh, why in the world not.

Telling herself to focus on confidence (just remember your first open heart surgery...just move forward...) so as not to cause accidental injury to the loaned costume, Mercy took a few minutes to get used to the clumsy gait the costume made her walk in, and from then on fell surprisingly easily into the role of child entertainer.

Mercy who? Nobody here but a friendly parrot mascot! She curtsies to strangers and gives hugs to every child she sees.

My, how freeing this is! ]

[E-3]

[ Mercy was definitely looking to master apathy in this weekend course. She of all people was honest enough with herself to know that she had little experience with tracking her emotions and emotions of those around her... Perhaps if she had in the past, then things would've been different?

Shaking her head, she turned her attention back to the slideshow. It was certainly a curious variety of images. ]

Haha... I should've eaten lunch before class. Zat souffle looks positively divine!

E-3

[lynxos]

It helps to plan ahead for hunger, I'm sure.

[An omnic spoke up from the next desk, head tilted to once side and gaze still there on the screen. Not that they saw much point to this class, but perhaps it would help to learn a little more about how this place worked.

Chin propped against a hand, and one of those rabbit-ear like antennae lowered just a few inches. Apathy? Was something they could do easily, or so they felt. This was more to see what all of this was actually meant to accomplish.]

K1-B0 | Danganronpa V3

[hopesearching]

[ooc: i'll try not to spoil anything, but let me know how you feel about spoilers anyway.]

B: GT1211

[The peppermint bark was certainly a compelling thing to look at. Based on his knowledge of confectionery goods and the professor's own preferences, it would probably taste good... if he could actually eat it. He held the candy in his hand, gawking at it for a while, before placing it back in its container with the rest of the set.

Since he's not equipped with a candy-tasting function, he'll need a surrogate to fulfill the task for him. The caveat attached to the candy does concern him a bit, but he is 100% confident that the effects won't be harmful to anyone. Witnessing these effects first-hand might also help further his understanding of confections, which would benefit him if he were to start a robot business involving candy-making.

Moving along, he approaches the first person he comes across and offers them some chocolate peppermint bark.]

If it isn't a bother, could you please try this for me? Tell me what you think.

D-1

[Selling chocolate bars and magazine subscriptions is a job perfectly suited for the Ultimate Robot. His uniqueness as a robot will surely entice people and encourage them to purchase the charity's goods. Additionally, by impressing the foundation with fruitful sales figures, he could restore their trust in their volunteers and extinguish any nascent robophobia they may be harboring. He's certain that nothing but positive experiences can arise from taking this task.

Of course, that all goes down the drain once their dinky, top hat adorned supervisor is presented to them. He can't help but feel mocked as the roomba powers on and immediately starts bossing them around.]

...Is this machine going to be following us the entire time?

[The roomba scoots wildly around them and bumps his leg.]

This is definitely intended to be robophobic.

F-3

I've thoroughly familiarized myself with elementary school figure skating techniques! Passing through this obstacle course will be effortless for me. Watch this!

[It doesn't take long for him to realize that the figure skating techniques of small children don't really apply to a 200 pound robot. Soon enough, he's veering off the middle of the course on all fours, struggling to right himself as he slides across the ice.

Will you help this poor, innocent robot in trouble?]

Wildcard

[Anything you want, any time you want it, day or night, free of charge.]

D-1

[404carenotfound]

[VERU looks up at her partner, then back down at the roomba. VERU, for her part, is not equipped for salesmanship at all - her head is filled with combat data, analytics, the trajectories of missiles.

On the other hand, her partner seems pretty serious. Both of them, actally. Veru immediately kneels down to her feet, reaches out to pat the roomba on the head.]

How rude. Mister Top Hat Jamesfield [Was the J ever established to stand for Jamesfield?] Roomba is an artificial intelligence, the same as you and I. He just wants to help his brethren.

[The roomba clanks into her leg, over and over.]

I love you too, Jamesfield. [VERU sounds more insincere than is humanly possible. As if she was designed to be the most insincere person in the world.]

Ravus Nox Fleuret | Final Fantasy XV

[glaivekeeper]

PROMPT E-2

[Harnessing negative emotions as a source of power? That sounds easy enough for Ravus, so even as the temperature plummets in the freezer, Ravus glares at the other person and snaps--]

Well? Are you going to stare at me like an empty-headed imbecile, or do you have anything worthwhile to say? Preferably as insulting as possible, if you're even capable of it.

[Nothing like a good round of verbal sparring to heat things up. Even without a response he can work himself into a bad mood, the air becoming charged and crackling with dangerous sparks of purple electricity. Yet it's no help in generating much heat; the freezer remains as cold as when they'd started.]


PROMPT C

If there is any way to block all thoughts shared and received through these amulets, I would like to know the method.

Immediately.


PROMPT D-2

[Ravus isn't an animal person in general, but if he had to pick any he could consider himself fond of, dogs wouldn't be an unlikely option, when Lunafreya's two pets -- if celestial messengers could be called such -- had been part of the Fleuret household since they were children. They had proven loyal, steadfast companions to his sister, even when she had no other. It's with those memories in mind that, when he thinks no one is looking, he reaches out with his clawed prosthetic to scratch one of the puppies on the head, a small smile forming on his face when it rolls over on its back. He rubs its belly, and it begins to wiggle in delight.

If anyone else enters the room, he'll shoot them a defensive and suspicious glare, as if daring them to ask about the puppies scampering around him and clambering on him. Go on, try it.]


WILDCARD

[Choose your own scenario! If you want to talk specifics, PM or contact me at moonsilver. A side note: Ravus won't have any memory of his previous stay at Emp for convenience's sake. If you want to avoid any Episode Ignis spoilers, please let me know!]

E-2

[rhapsodist]

My rage is a bit... worn out these days, shall we say.

[He is not entirely sure why he even let the instructor stick him in here. But, learning magic was always his strong suit, he rather enjoyed learning new ways to harness it. Besides, keeping himself warm in a meat locker was an easy enough feet with the materia on him.

Instead, he smirked at his partner and crossed his arm, leaning back against the chilled walls with an eyebrow raised. Besides, what he said wasn't a lie. Dying of an affliction that literally makes unable to reign in your anger and rage for several years will do that.]

Seems the only one with anything worthwhile to say is also brimming with... what was it called... dunamis? Please, continue, I'm all ears for the next forty minutes.

Felicity Smoak ||DCTV

[justanitgirl]

B [The voice sounds unsure and what might have been a bit on the sarcastic or bubbly side sounds unsure and disbelieving. This can't be something that's going to work. There's no sound logic to it at all. Give her a computer, phone or tablet, and it totally makes sense, but a crystal and thoughts? Yeah, that's just weird.] The people at the Welcome Center said I could, contact, people through this thing. If that's truuuue, I'm looking for anyone who knows my voice. Or the name Felicity Smoak. Or knows where to find a decent computer. Actually, I'll settle for a non-decent computer at this point. Anyone got a Commodore 64? D2 To be fair, her first thought upon coming here was to invent the steampunk computer. Once she'd done that there was an internet to invent. So she had a hectic time ahead of her. Also, she had to learn this whole emotion controlling thing. That was pretty important ... apparently. The idea of harnessing your emotions to cause something to manifest in reality seemed pretty fanciful to her. As if someone glanced at a fantasy book (probably an Ann MacAffrey book at that. Or one of the Xanth series.) and thought 'What a great idea for a world'. She didn't buy it. Not really. Things were still too weird and confusing for her to just take everything at face value. Then again, this could conceivably be an alternative Earth ... a weird one, but one all the same. Which is how she found herself in the puppy pit, as she was mentally calling it, puppies of all shapes and sizes rubbed against and bounded to her. Yipping as if she were the best thing in the world. It didn't take long for her to fall in the puppy stampede's wake; several of them bounding over her, but several also choosing to stay and lick her face. Trying and failing to move without the puppies whining because their new favorite salt lick was moving she finally closed let her eyes close lightly. "And this is how Felicity Smoak dies. Covered, in puppies." F3 Wandering had led to following the groups around town. Following the groups had somehow turned to finding her way to the ice rink outside of town. With the weather as cold as it was, Felicity was glad for the jacket she'd been wearing while on the field with Oliver and the others. At least her upper half was warm. If she were going to be stuck here, she'd have to see about getting a pair of pants and some better boots for this kind of weather. For now, she wanted to observe though. To learn more about the place she'd apparently gotten stuck in

D2

[escapedhispast]

"There are worse ways to go," Oliver said, with the straightest face he could manage, but was failing miserably. Oliver looked around at all the puppies, crouching down to put a pug or two that hobbled over. He picked up the pup, looking him square in the eye.

"What do you want?" He asked as a giant tongue licked his stubble, cocking its head at the feeling before doing it again. Oliver laughed softly.

"So you conjured puppies? Does that mean we're getting a dog?"