TEST DRIVE: February

[empevents]

— TEST DRIVE: FEBRUARY —

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 January 25th and Applications (Canon | OC) open a week later on February 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: The trade agreement between Verens and Briarlan is in full swing, with the opening of Verens’ very first radio station! As an amplitude moderation (AM) only radio station, it will focus more on news and talk shows than music. That doesn’t mean it’ll lack for education or entertainment, as home radio sets begin to be sold throughout the city. Speaking of which, as a new entertainment business installed in the city’s economy, it can offer something else to the Otherworlders: employment! And a party! Enjoy.

1. Open Invitation: As soon as the new technology is installed and tested to perfection, the station organises a party to celebrate its grand opening. Invitations are distributed like fliers; in the eyes of the new station, the more party attendees, the better. Held both inside the station and on the block outside of it, there are tables upon tables of cake, cookies, passe horderves, and non-alcoholic beverages. Go ahead and mingle! Every half hour or so, the radio talk show hosts will invite someone on the outside podium to try and entertain the crowd.
   
2. What’s Your Favourite Colour?: So, you would like to work as a radio talk show host! It’s open auditions and you’re either the person demonstrating your interviewing acumen as a potential radio jockey, or you're the person being paid 50 sylvs to allow yourself to be interviews on-air. Either way, the day certainly won’t be wasted. Feel free to improvise to your heart’s content or use a handy list of interview questions and suggestions provided by the people proctoring the auditions. There’s also cookies and juice boxes available but try not to talk with your mouth full on air.
   
3. Five Nights at Radio Shack: Didn’t cut it as a potential radio personality? Not to worry, the station needs janitors too! Because they hire on week-long contracts, it can be considered more of a temp gig than anything--which is for the best, because the basement underneath the station is dark, vast and labyrinthine. The tasks required are mopping, dusting, taking out the garbage and bringing any equipment from the basement to the ground floor. If there are creaking noises, whispers, giggles, faint voices, all of it can be explained by natural phenomenon or radio interference piping through the walls. Those footsteps, on the other hand...

• Prompt E: A necessary industry of any society is beekeeping, and Verens is no different. Giant bee skeps for equally giant bees need their honey and comb collected, too. Typically, this task is handled by beekeepers and their assistants. It’s a little different this month, however; due to a significant increase in the amount of honey the bees are producing, they’ve recruited outside help. Volunteers get 70 sylvs per day of work as payment and a jar of honey as a goodwill gift.

1. Honey and Gather: Honey gathering! Due to the unorthodox bees, the skeps are the size of large houses with many twisting corridors and convenient openings for volunteers to enter. The task is simple: in groups of two, wander the hives, collect the comb, and let the honey drain into the buckets provided. Once the bucket is full, bring it back to the closest beekeeper’s household. Get a new bucket, rinse and repeat. Easy, right? A typical large bee is about the size of a person, with the queen being the size of a midsize car. They are friendly enough, although quite curious and prone to brief fits of territorial displays if they feel their home is being intruded upon. Good thing they’re susceptible to Dunamis!
   
2. A Queen Imperiled: Unfortunately, opening the skeps to volunteers also makes the beekeeping industry susceptible to mischief and theft. While the worker bees were distracted by the presence of people, a group of poachers managed to get in and steal away the queen bee. Getting her back before she’s sold is imperative, and the beekeepers are willing to pay a hefty reward. Track the poachers to their hideout several few miles away, dispatch them as best you can, and bring the queen back to her people. They need her.
   
3. Let Me Be Your Wings: Good news! Now that the queen has been rescued, she is grateful and accommodating to her saviours -- enough so that she is willing to give people a ride back to her home. There’s no need to be afraid, she’s twice as sturdy as a horse. The bad news? Her wing took an unfortunate hit during her capture and she can only make part of the journey. Hopefully whoever rescued her has a plan to transport her the rest of the way back. Ever gone bee walking? It’s a bit less agreeable than dog walking.

• Prompt F: Selenium, the holiday to commemorate and remember lost and loved ones is coming up soon. It will be held in Theasthai, which requires some travel for those in Verens, but with teleporters, it should be easy to get there and get back to the city. It's not the most cheerful of events, but it seems that some of the organisers are more eccentric than traditional. It must have been why they were hired!

1. The Ring: A few months ago, children (and people who looked like children) received unsigned letters and were found at a bottom of a well in the forest three days later. Investigations led Enforcers to believe that this strange phenomenon was caused by a girl named "Samantha" who passed away in the hospital years ago. In order to let Samantha's spirit enter the realm of the dead properly, the eccentric organiser for Selenium is hosting a wrestling competition at the city square. Samantha's dream was to be a pro-wrestler, and a small festival that shows sportsmanship and competition might help her find peace. Put on a body suit, enter the ring, and tackle your opponent to the ground! Of course, this may or may not be a voluntary thing. . . said organiser can be rather pushy and just shove the suit onto anybody nearby. It's for the sake of the spirits, she says!
   
2. Wishing Stairs: One of the temples in Verens has now become a festival attraction. Booths serving small Arehtei-related trinkets can be found at the top of the stairs, and they're lined up leading to the bell at the centre of the temple. Ringing the bell will send a message to the dead, wherever they may be. It's a calling of sorts to them—a means of telling them that Selenium is coming soon and that their loved ones will be connecting with them soon. There is a catch, though. . . going up the staircase up to the temple is a bit challenging. Salt is spread on each step with only two small circular spots for someone to step on. It's said that making it to the top of the staircase without getting any salt on one's shoes means that their wish will come true. Why don't you give it a try?
   
3. Shutter: Photographs in Empatheias are still sepia toned, compared to the more modern and futuristic worlds some Otherworlders are from. One of Selenium's organisers got wind of how photos are important to the dead—even more so to those of the living—as it's how they remain alive. One of the halls in the city is now occupied by some Thespian organisers and their Verens counterparts, and they are requesting for assistance in gluing, piecing together, and repairing photographs. The photos are scattered all over the tables in the hall: some are torn, some have ink blots or food stains which need to be cleaned, and some have been folded too much that the creases have deformed the faces in the photograph. Those who wish to assist in this endeavour will receive a plateful of warm butter cookies, hot chocolate, and 200 sylvs. Just watch out, though, because sometimes, the subjects of the photos seem to move when no one's looking.

• Prompt G: Make your own! It could include sunflowers and/or bear cubs.

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!

Comments

gladiolus amicitia | ffxv

[pumped]

B (ST0102)
[ Gladio is no stranger to foraging in the wilderness and it happens to be one of the skills he provides for the royal retinue. Being tasked with picking only green and purple berries hasn't been too difficult for him, even if blue, black and red are the more commonly found berries in this particular forest. Whether or not his task partners are aware of the dangers of touching the green berries, Gladio takes it upon himself to be The Dad and remind everyone as often as possible. ]

Hey. Make sure to wear gloves if you're pickin' the green ones.

[ He hasn't discovered the effects of eating the purple berries, though, nor does he intend on tasting any. Someone else might feel free to do so, though! Just know that they'll cause slight hallucinations. ]


D.1
[ Gladio takes full advantage of the large assortment of free food by going from table to table and stacking his plate with all sorts of meat like sausages, schnitzels, meatballs, steak... there's some food on the side, too, such as rice or pasta. Must be cheat day, huh? ]

Grand meal for a grand opening.

[ Sometimes he says these weird one-liners that don't mean anything. Don't worry about it. ]

Anyone seen the ketchup bottle?

[ gladio pls ]


F.1
[ Who wants to wrestle a 6'6 muscle-man who can't seem to find his balance in a fat sumo costume yet?

If not, maybe help him get into it, or... out of it? It would be nice if he could at least lean on someone. >:( ]


WILDCARD
[ Hit me with your own! ]

F1

[leitmotifs]

[ Azura most certainly does not want to wrestle, no. She's about as high as his bicep and visibly twig-like in comparison to his girth, and having her spine broken doesn't sound like a very fun end to the day. She isn't altogether sure how she ended up near the ring in the first place, but the ceremony is conducted for the purpose of giving rest to the deceased, so she doesn't disdain its proceedings.

Even if this is... weird.

You know what's weirder, though? Azura being conscripted in helping a giant human person wrestle his way out of a thick, sweaty suit of maybe-neoprene. ]

Hold still.

[ Her voice, although light and deceptively airy, holds a note of command to it. Her small fingers work the clasp just below the back of his neck... ]

revan ( star wars )

[warcried]

( C )

.. Honestly, I'm still not sure I like this; the mental connection bit, I mean. Seems invasive, and stars know I have some experience with that. I can't deny it's convenient, though.

--Speaking of convenience, anyone from back home want to catch me up on all the history I've apparently missed? I hear there's a couple thousand years between me and most of the rest of you.

( D-i )

[ well.. revan's at the party, at least, looking a little out of place in his usual plain black. and.. well, even if you don't know who he is (most people), and even if you aren't force-sensitive, there's something about him that seems, frankly, powerful. though he masks his presence as much as possible most of the time, and though he's generally content just being left alone, it can still be a little alarming just being near him.

still, he's friendly enough, apparently? he leans closer to someone nearby, offering out one of the many kinds of snacks on offer. ]

You should try this thing. [ he turns it in his hand, glancing down at it curiously. ] .. I have no idea what it's made of, but it's great.

( G )

[ revan spends a fair amount of time in the library, actually, despite his dislike for the order's archives on coruscant. there's something charming about physical books, for one thing, and for another-- no one gives him dirty looks here, and the archivists--librarians--are actually helpful. it makes a huge difference in how pleasant the experience can be.

he's there now, actually, floating a few feet above the ground in front of one of the bookshelves, legs folded neatly and several books scattered in the air around him. there's one open in his palms, too, though he glances up from it as he senses an approach. up close like this, he looks drawn and tired, face pale beneath the messy fall of his hair. though this place is.. fine, he's still not especially comfortable here. (he's not especially comfortable anywhere.)

he offers a small, wan smile, shutting the book with a soft thud of heavy pages. ] Sorry, were you trying to look at this shelf?

!!! C!

[newrecipe]

It does take quite a bit of getting used to. Fortunately, it's not nearly as difficult to guard your thoughts as one might think-- I have yet to witness any particularly unfortunate telepathy incidents in all my months here.

That's quite a discrepancy in years. I imagine you're in for quite the history lesson.

trunks | dragon ball

[torankusu]

B. task board; ST0102

[ Maybe he should have paid a little more attention to the instructions of handling these berries when he signed up to pick them but, too little too late now as Trunks is shoving a handful of the purple berries into his mouth since his stomach started growling while being out here. ]

I don't see what the big deal is about these things. They taste ok to me.

[ But after a couple seconds his head starts to feel a little funny and he's blinking and rubbing at his eyes a couple times before he sees someone he didn't think would be here with him. ]

Dad? What are you doing here? Where's mom?

[ Trunks reaches out to touch his father's arm but... Vegeta starts to melt... literally, dripping all over the ground and onto his hand and Trunks stares in horror at the sight since... WHAT IS HAPPENING? It's enough to startle Trunks and have him scream, dropping his basket of berries and wanting to make a run for it but... he can't. His feet are stuck. Or, to be more specific, turned to stone? Cemented in stone? That one is not a result of the hallucinating berries and more his emotions working against him. The more he struggles, the more stuck he is. Talk about being frozen in fear. ]

I can't move! Someone help!

E. 2; a queen imperiled

[ Alright, it's rescue mission time. The Queen Bee has been stolen and it's up to you and Trunks to go and get her back. How she was stolen in the first place doesn't really matter to Trunks and he looks quite determined to catch up to those poachers and give them a word or two about taking things (let alone Queen Bees) that don't belong to them... even if that's with his fists. ]

Piece of cake. This shouldn't be too difficult.

[ Trunks is already taking to the sky, pausing mid-air only to look down back at you. ]

Are you coming or what?

[ You can fly... right? ]

F. 1; the ring

[ Trunks is standing close enough outside the ring to get a look at what's going on inside it. The thought of a challenge, much less a fighting competition naturally draws his attention with excitement but when he sees just what exactly is actually going on in terms of this competition, well... he's not exactly looking as excited as he was about five minutes ago.

In fact, he looks real sour with his expression, as if personally insulted. ]

This is the dumbest thing I've ever seen. [ Call it the Saiyan pride in him talking. ] No way would you catch me in there looking like that.

[ And he's paraded around as Mighty Mask with Goten.

Crossing his arms, Trunks takes a look around to try and see if there's anyone who might look like they could actually put up a good fight. ]

Where's all the real fighters around here?

WILDCARD

[ or toss a prompt of your own at him! ]

B

[gainsaiyan]

[It was a good thing Gohan was actually relatively nearby. At least, he was close enough that he could easily pick up on Trunks' energy levels spiking as his emotions flared up, not to mention his screaming. He bolted his way in the direction he sensed everything, and boy did he not like what he saw.

He's quick to run over to Trunks' side and claps a hand on his shoulder, an effort to ground him in reality by providing him that sense of touch. He'd been here long enough and learned enough about how emotions work here to be able to recognize that Trunks' petrifaction was a result of his own emotions at work. Which was good, he didn't know if he could deal with another case of Dabura petrifying people he cares about.]

Trunks! I'm here now, so pull it together!

Son Goten | Dragon Ball

[sonofson]

[ E.1 - Honey and Gather]

[ Although Goten started the task with the intent to help out the beekeepers it was only a matter of time before he became distracted and ended up playing around. In no time, he's practically covered in sticky honey. What started off on just his hands and arms as quickly spreading from been wiped on his orange gi and face. He really doesn't seemed to mind too much until he's trying to set the full bucket down. The bucket sticks stubbornly to his honey covered hands no matter how much he pulls.]

Come on...

[Goten frowns, continuing in vain to free himself of the bucket. But as soon as he spots anyone, he's quick to run over and hold the bucket up to them. The bucket is also gooey now thanks to his hands and the honey being swung around in his failed attempts.]

Can you hold this?


[E.1 pt.2 - Bee Friendly!]

[When he isn't making a mess with honey, Goten can't help but be interested by the giant bees. He gapes in awe when one of them flies over to investigate what he's doing. It could be because Goten smells more of honey then anything else but the bee doesn't seem to mind him too much. He takes it's curiosity more as being friendly when it's antenna brush over him and a long tongue extends out and gets some of the honey off his cheek. He beams, glowing bright with pure delight at his new bee friend.]

Nice to meet you too! I'm Goten. Hey, do you have a name?

[After the lack of an answer, Goten floats up and over to take a seat on the back of bee. Though this may be due to Goten's small size, The bee seems able to hold weight easily enough but doesn't seem overly thrilled by becoming a child's ride. Quickly, Goten waves wildly to the nearest person he see's.]

Look! Look! Isn't this amazing?! I've never seen a bug this big before! Wow! You should try it too!

[Dinosaurs, of course but this the biggest bug he's ever seen in his entire life! It was probably to be expected with how they were working to gather honey but Goten can't help but be excited. He feels lighter then air and is practically a glowing ball of sun shine at this point---and that's without even needing to turn super saiyan!]


[ F. 1 - The Ring ]

[Goten isn't over impressed by the 'fighting ring'. It's nothing like any fighting competition he's ever seen. There's a while when he watches from the side lines that he starts to wonder if everyone entered in the competition has strangely round and over-sized bodies.

But when one of the 'fighters' gets knocked out, Goten is quick to volunteer to go next.. Luckily, there doesn't seem to be too many wanting to volunteer. The next moment he's being helped into a suit--which he isn't thrilled about but it clears up how weird the people before him looked. But it's okay, Goten has no shame! The body suit is way too big for his 4 feet in height but the organizer doesn't seem fazed in the slightest and urges him on.

Goten is ready to take on anyone! He bounces up and down in the suit almost like a beach ball. He'll bounce his way to victory!


--of course when it comes to getting free of the suit, he may need a bit of help. His tiny arms are even worse in this thing and he doesn't want to get in trouble by ripping it.]


[Wildcard!]
(Have an idea for something else? Let's do it!)

f1 of course

[torankusu]

[ Seriously Goten? Why is he so not surprised with this?

Trunks does his best to try and help his best friend out of this ridiculous looking suit he's somehow managed to get himself in but the fact that Goten feels the need to move about when he's trying to do it in some attempt to "help" doesn't make this any easier than it could be. ]

Will you quit hopping around so I can get you out of this stupid thing?

Lotor | Voltron: Legendary Defender

[strategic_mercy]

B: GT0101
[He'd done research, watched several others as they had tried to best security system, though it seemed that there were very few indeed who could complete the task. He was more interested in the system itself than trying to claim anything inside, and if it was this effective how he would be able to procure one for himself; though at the moment he didn't have much use for one.]

Finding out the location of the sensors is a key component of doing this.

D1: Open Invitation
[An amplitude moderation (AM) only radio station, to think that this world had only progressed this far, it would require a lot of adjustment. Still, Lotor was at least safe from his father's reaches here, from all of the Galra Empire. It would give him a chance to recuperate and devise a plan for moving forward toward his own goals. However, for now, he needed to learn more about this world and the people that were here. It was clear that many of them were of the same world as the Paladins, though clearly various alternate realities of those worlds. Standing off to the side he held a drink which he wasn't drinking and simply watched the rest of the crowd that had gathered.]

Wildcard [I'm open to any other ideas you have.]

D1

[tookashirototheknee]

[Mostly ignoring the party, off to one side is a man with a messy crop of red hair, up to his elbows in the actual workings of the sound system. It's obvious that he cares much more about this sound system than anyone at the party.

Then again, he is in people's way more than a bit.]

Oscar Pine | RWBY

[inheirence]

D1.

[ This is easily the biggest gathering Oscar's ever been to in his life, and regardless of the reason he's here, whatever it may be, he fully intends to spend the whole party as a wallflower. At least, that was the plan, but after watching the other attendees go by with their plates full of all sorts of tasty-looking treats, he has a change of heart (or more accurately, stomach). But the crowd here is vast and full of tall people, and the moment he approaches one of the tables to try to grab something, he's sent stumbling all over the place as he gets bumped into and jostled around again and again. ]

Um, excuse me? Can I—

[ It's no good, he can't get anyone to hear him with all the other chatter going on, and so no one will make room for him to get any closer. With a small sigh, he decides it's best to just retreat, but even that proves to be difficult, and right when he thinks he's almost made it out, someone walks in front of him and accidentally drives their elbow directly into his face.

Oscar staggers back, wincing as he rubs the point of impact. ]

Owww... I forgot about my Aura again...

[ In his defense, he really didn't think he'd need it just now! ]


D3.

This is fine... it's not creepy... everything's fine.

[ He had wanted to do his part and earn some money of his own, and while working as a janitor even temporarily didn't exactly fill him with excitement, it was at least better than any kind of radio gig. So to the basement he had gone! But Oscar hadn't anticipated how eerie it would be down here, and he also hadn't realized how alone he would feel now that he's without a certain voice in his head. In order to fill the silence, he's been talking to himself out loud, mainly about all the things he keeps hearing and how he shouldn't worry about them. ]

There's nothing to worry about, that last noise was probably just the floor creaking. And the one before that was... a mouse, maybe? Yeah, that must've been it. And those aren't footsteps, they're, uh...

[ No, those are definitely footsteps. Oscar freezes, and so does the bucket of water he's carrying, the ice advancing rapidly across its surface in response to his fear. For a moment, he gets lost in the echoing sound of someone walking towards him and his own heart thumping away — but then he drops the bucket and, through a flick of his wrist, flips the mop he also has on hand so that he's holding it like it's a baseball bat. With his new weapon gripped tightly, he swivels around to face whoever (or whatever) is closing in on him. ]

... Who's there? I'm warning you... I know how to fight, and I'm not afraid to take you on!

[ He's still at least a little afraid in general, but he'll throw down if he has to! ]


wildcard!

[ Please feel free to hit me up with something different if you'd like! ]

D3

[collectsdust]

[How has he been finding himself in these situations? Oh right, trying to behave. How does anyone survive doing such boring jobs?

Roman looks rather unimpressed at Oscar holding the mop and then looks down at the bag of garbage he was carrying outside.]

Hardly think there's any need for that, Kid. I was just on my way out.

[Please do not notice that he is gripping both the garbage bag and his cane a little more tightly than he probably needs to.]

iris amicitia | final fantasy xv

[amisistia]

E-2

[ if there's one thing that iris is not, it's unproductive! even if the bees are a little weird, poachers need to be put in their place and punished for misdeeds. that poor queen needs their help, and she's enlisted you to help with the tracking.

a small faction of the poaching group seems to be headed back to their base. it's a matter of following them without being caught now - she kneels down behind a tree, watching them move with a furrowed brow. ]

Looks like they're headed that way. Let's tail 'em.

[ will you listen to this teenage girl? even if you aren't, she'll move ahead without you. ]


F-2

[ iris is a little more interested in the arehtei trinkets that are at the temple's summit, but a wishful part of her made her more than a little wary of where she was stepping as she made her ascent. she wouldn't be disappointed if she found that she got a few grains of salt on her boots, but the idea is pretty fun.

she's gotten herself a cute little chibi elios keychain, which now hangs on one of the belts over her skirt. as she looks at the temple's bell and how people walk up to ring it, she turns to you with her hands idly held behind her back. ]

Do you think the rumor is true? About your wish being granted if you made it up the stairs right.


G.

[ verens is a bustling city in its own right, and iris wastes no time in walking around to see the sights. even if it's a little chilly outside, she's in a completely different world! that's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity if she's ever heard one.

as she passes by a florist on her sightseeing journey, a large display of sunflowers catches her eye. her generally peppy attitude compounded with the excitement of the moment has her quite unintentionally reflecting an emotional effect - a subtle glow of warm light manifesting around her. it's enough to make the flowers react; as they turn towards her, her eyes widen as she realizes what's happening. ]

No way... So that's how it works?


( wildcard )
[ come at me, bro. ]

G.

[bonafidebrother]

Kweh!

[ Recognize that sound, Iris? Because that's the answer you get.

At least at first. Izana catches up with Chichiri a moment later, and peers over her back to the girl. ]

Hmm? Did you ask anything?

Monomi | Super Dangan Ronpa 2 | (voice testing)

[miraclemakeup]

[c]

Hello, everyone! I hope your day is well. My name is Monomi, and I am here to help you all. If we stay positive, our emotions can rebuild hope for this world! Let's look towards the future and do our very best! Love! Love!

[e-1]

[Although Monomi is happy to work with someone, their partner may not reciprocate these feelings. She doesn't seem to notice though, so it may good to say something if you are bothered.

She's caring one of the buckets that's about the same size as her... Somehow, she still manages to speak.]

Um... I don't have my magic wand. But I know our teamwork can accomplish anything. This is a good way to build friendships!

[d-1]

Awawawa... It's scary down here.

[When she saw the flyer for the new radio station, Monomi wanted to see what it had to offer. She was hoping to meet people, but the staff found her more suitable for janitor work. So that's how she ended up at the mouth of the basement with a dustpan and brush - suitable for her size, they had said.

The sound of approaching footsteps meshes with other noise, but Monomi can decipher them above the blasts of music.]

I-Is there someone there? It's not nice to scare people, so p-please come out so I can see you!

[g. wildcard]

[get creative~!]

D-1

[hopedout]

S-Sorry, [ there's a bit of innocent, but familiar, awkward laughter as he finds himself standing face to face to someone he knows. Not to mention that he's a bit taller than before and even has two toned eyes (one red, one green) as well. ] I didn't mean to scare you at all--

[ ... wait ]

Monomi?

Hakuno Kishinami | Fate/Extella

[sovereignpc]

C
Oh, this is a little easier than I was expecting. It seems really convenient, even if the telepathy thing is pretty weird.

Did anyone else have any kind of mass communication system like this where they're from? Telephones, things like that?

D-2
[Hakuno has never been known to be particularly conversational or talkative. After everything she's gone through, though, a little public speaking to an audience she doesn't actually have to see should be simple. She always seems to fade into the shadows behind her more bombastic Servants - it's hard to compete with emperors and gods.

But, well, she's curious about these other worlds, and this seems like a good excuse to ask the sort of questions that might sound kind of dumb and obvious to the people being interviewed. Even if this job doesn't work out, she'll at least get to have a little more insight on the sorts of places people come from.

The headphones look a little too big for her head, but she'd be lying if she said it didn't feel kind of cool. She adjusts them on her head and swings her legs idly as she waits for her "guest" to get situated across the table from her. She spares a glance toward the glass window off to the side where the people who are overseeing the audition are seated, then gets things started as the red light comes on.]

Hey, thanks for joining me today. We're just going to be asking some questions today to get a feel for how things are going to work here. First off, let's get introductions out of the way, okay? Just tell the people your name and where you come from. My name is Hakuno Kishinami, and I'm from the moon.

... Um, the Earth's moon. I mean, I'm from Earth, but... Sorry, that's a little too complicated, huh? Nevermind about me for now, how about you?


E-1
[Hakuno has been dutifully shuffling back and forth among the large bees, mostly over her initial disgust at the ENORMOUS INSECTS. While her partner has been climbing around to get to some of the higher-up honeycombs, she's been holding up the bucket to collect what comes out. While this has been working out well enough so far, maybe she should have been the one doing the climbing. She's not the most physically fit and fairly tiny, and also she's got some climbing experience and has proven she can take a fall here or there. But, well, she was also too nice to say anything when her partner suggested otherwise, so here she is. As she's holding a bucket full of honey over her head and considering how learning to be more assertive in the future could really benefit her well-being, one of the bees bumps into her, and her balance goes to hell. Her partner will hear a clatter and an abruptly muted yelp as she falls back onto her butt and the bucket falls directly onto her head.

There's a brief struggle to shove it far enough off of her head to clear her mouth and nose, but the fact that she's coated in the sticky honey now is going to prove much harder to fix. The bee that knocked her over has come back to investigate her, but it is doing very little to make her feel better about the whole situation.]


F-2
[Yeah, Hakuno's not even bothering to avoid the salt.]

Sorry, but I don't put a lot of stock in wish-granting rumors. It would be nice if all you had to do to get a wish granted was avoid some salt on some steps, but the world just isn't that simple.

[The beautiful settings of the temple feel a little dimmer as a bitter, sad sort of expression passes over Hakuno's face, but she forces a smile and looks back.]

I mean, don't let me stop you from trying, but I just don't have anything I really want to wish for anyway.


Wildcard!
[Freestyle! Hit Hakuno up with whatever prompt you want.]

F-2

[castrationfist]

Hm? Dear, are you perhaps feeling a bit salty?

[assuming they've already had their dramatic reunion at some point

she had to say it.]

Ōkami Amaterasu | Ōkami

[celestialsun]

A
[There was something charming about creation without brushwork—

A white wolf had wandered into a park, tail wagging as a bit of a crowd was drawn to the sudden small garden of various colorful flowers that had sprung up around the animal. Various colored lights twirled and danced about, moving about as if following every step and bounce made. The wolf's delight taking such a simple but bright form—

Leaping and creating various patches of flowers and lights wherever paws touched the earth, yipping and twirling in her joy. It was almost infectious, those lights dipping and eve spreading; warmth and happiness felt whenever they neared anyone who may have happened to be passing by.

It all turned into some playful sort of dance, the wolf even approaching those nearby as if asking to join in. All to further spread those warm feelings,share her delight at something that could be seen as so simple.

Of course, some may be seeing more than a simple white wolf...]

E-1
[Well.

Someone got paired up with a wolf- who was rather happily carrying a bucket in her jaws, rather eager to help with the gathering of honey. Honey was delicious, and could be used to make all sorts of delicious things after all! Giant bees or no, and at least they weren't trying to trap anyone within these skeps for some sort of meal-

No drool in the honey bucket.]

Wildcard!
[Feel free to make up a prompt if neither of these suit your wants.]

A

[izanyagi]

[It was much more than a white wolf. Yu knew that much already when he approached the creature, dancing amidst the flowers and gave her a clap as he watched her move around.

Certainly someone not of this world like himself, he thought, or at least, assumed.

Flowers spread around him in turn even in the cold weather and he grinned back at her.]

This is pretty fun, isn't it?

chrome dokuro | khr!

[idolisms]

( B: GT0105 Talking to animals )

[ Despite being around a few days, Chrome still hasn't really found a place to stay in, instead she's spent plenty of her time here instead. The animals around her are a comfort, a warm smile gracing her lips as her hand brushes over a cat's fur. Her eye is half shut, lidded as a warmth seems to surround her. It's definitely coming from the warmth of her happiness and her emotions, rather than anything else. ]

Here. [ She pats her lap and the cat climbs up on her, meowing in response. ] Say "hello".

[ Even as someone who is an animal whisperer this isn't going very well though. ]

( C: Network )

Hello.

[ That's it. That's her message. ]

( F2: Wishing Stairs )

[ The challenge of going up the steps without touching the salt, to many, would seem impossible. Chrome, however, has a trick up her... trident? A second later her trident expands out, becoming full staffed. A purple mist seems to spread in the air around her, the focus being her ring on her finger. The trident touches the ground, then a second stairwell seems to grow and hover in the air above everything else.

She takes a step up, glancing back over her shoulder to whoever is with her. ]

Are you coming?

( Wildcard )

[ You can also hit me up with something else!! Or hit me up on plurk at serves to plan something. ]

c;

[shinyidea]

Hello!!! Hi!!! How are you?

[ can you hear the exclamation marks you bet you can ]

Katie 'Pidge' Holt | Voltron: Legendary Defender

[techy_lioness]

Prompt C: Video
[Alright, so more than two people welcomed her back within a few moments of one another. And there were people that were acting like they knew her, but she had no idea who in the world they were. So it's time to set the record straight.]

Alright, so everyone keeps telling me that I've been here before. But it wasn't me. I mean yes I'm Pidge, the paladin of the green lion, and I like peanut butter, but I'm not the same Pidge that was here before. Maybe it was a Pidge from a different reality that was really similar to mine. After all, I've traveled to an alternate reality before and remembered everything that happened there, and I'm sure I wouldn't forget a place that ran on emotions rather than an actual energy source.

Then again, no one remembers anything when they leave or come back, so I guess I can't really say that I'm not the same Pidge, but there's a chance that I'm not. Either way, I don't mean to hurt your feelings or anything if I'm supposed to know you, I just don't remember anything about this place at all.

So yeah, it's nice to meet you or whatever I guess.

Prompt D1: Low Tech Geek Fest

Man talk about low tech. Even back on Earth, this stuff would be considered ancient.

[When she took a peek inside though there was a shower of sparkles around her as she poked around at the inner workings.]

Wait you were really able to use that to create a variable capacitor. There's no way that can actually be a ferrite coil antenna, it's not like there's a part shack just around the corner or anything.

Oh wow! It's pretty ingenious to use a crystal for the diode, but does it really have the necessary asymmetric conductance that it needs?

Prompt E
[What was going on here? Pidge hated having to go outside and didn't really care about flowers or insects or any of that, so how did she get dragged into doing this. In addition, the bees were bigger than she was, and the bucket was heavy, couldn't they just build a hive that naturally gathered the honey. It didn't seem like it would be that hard to design.]

[tookashirototheknee]

Yes, I did, yes it is, and of course it does. What are we here, animals?

[There's a pair of legs coming out from the mass of wires and metal bits. Someone's working really hard to make sure this jury-rigged radio is working at the top of its ability. It probably says something that he doesn't really place the voice. Hey, he's been working for a long time and not paying attention to pretty much anything.]

kanan matsuura | love live!! sunshine!

[matsuura]

b: GT0104

[ Congratulations, you are now attending a Zumba class with Kanan! Curses are ridiculous of course, she's here to make sure you work those muscles! Seriously, she's having a great time even if some of the people in her class can't seem to keep up... ]

If you're not sweating, you're not exercising! We can do it, guys!

c: network

Hello, does anyone know if there are any swim teams or things like that in town? I want to stay in shape and maybe run some laps around town. If anyone is interested in joining me, let me know!

Do people even go swimming here...? There's no ocean, right? How awful.

wildcard!!

[ For anything else, hit me up! ]

network;

[shinyidea]

We can dance!

Hi Kanan!!!!

Genesis Rhapsodos | Final Fantasy VII

[rhapsodist]

A

[He supposed it was to happen sooner or later. He had been here long enough and it was something he neglected for the several years he had the damned thing. Still, it was a touch embarrassing and it warranted him to find a secluded spot in the park, hoping to be from prying eyes.

Then again, with this... emotion magic, it probably couldn't be helped if someone stumbled upon him. Still, Genesis hoped for the best as he sat and began to methodically run his fingers through the massive black wing, yes only one, don't ask, and slowly but surely there was a growing pile of loose feathers. Yes, he was preening, he's molting. Bird jokes will not be tolerated.

Regardless, as this was happening, the act in itself actually rather soothing despite the winter weather around him, a growing scent of apples filled the air. A steady warmth followed shortly behind. A rather cozy little spot in the outside.]

F-3

[Genesis is still keeping to himself as he makes his way through this world. He is aware there may be some from his world here and for right now, he would rather not turn their heads if he can help it. Genesis is confident he can handle whatever would come in way, but he would rather not draw unwanted eyes, from his world or not, just yet. So, with a pair of reading glasses on his face and not at all dressed with his usual red jacket, Genesis is seated at one of the tables with the beaten photographs. Despite his reputation of is temper, Genesis was quite the patient man. And there is a reason he can stand to read the same book over and over.

His fingers work rather efficiently and quickly as he tries to mend what can be mended, ignoring the few times he swears the subjects in the photos move, and taking a sip of the rather delicious hot chocolate. It's quiet and methodical, something Genesis quite enjoys. The reading glasses aren't something he necessarily needs but having his vision a bit sharper than usual for such a delicate operation was appreciated. There is a reason tailors and seamstresses are known for wearing the same, regardless if they are actually far-sighted or not.]

Mm, if only there were music to help will away the hours.

[Alas, the new AM radios aren't playing much music and his phone has long since died.]

G/Wiildcard

[Got something different? Go for it!]

A

[bonafidebrother]

[ No bird jokes, but how about actual birds? ]

Kweh...

[ Izana had been out exploring Verens with Chichiri and they were just heading back in the cold darkness, when she made a detour which he allowed - only to see this unexpected kind of action. ]

... are you all right?

[ The question was not very alarmed, but it was loud enough to carry easily. ]

Demyx | Kingdom Hearts

[nocturnemission]

B - GT0104
Okay, let's go! One and two and three and four...

[It's Zumba time with instructor Demyx. He's got moves! He's got rhythm! He's got enthusiasm! ...But not for long. In fact, he seems to be slowing down after only a few minutes.]

Phew, that really is a workout, huh? Okay, you guys all keep it up! I'll just take a step back and, uh... observe! Offer critique and stuff, you know?

C

Hey, does anyone around here play any instruments? Because I think it would be awesome to put a band together! Especially since there's radio now, right? I mean, we could be the first all star group!

[A current of enthusiasm runs through the message.]

D-1

[Demyx finishes off a cookie and brushes the crumbs off of his coat.]

Cool party, huh? They should invite me up on stage, though. My music would be way more entertaining than all this boring talk stuff!

[He grabs two more cookies and shoves them both in his mouth.]

Wildcard!
[Got something else in mind? Demyx can be found just hanging round somewhere, playing an odd-looking sitar.]

[seasaltkeys]

Yeah, but are you really going to be able to play music with cookies in your mouth?

[Roxas, asking the important questions.]

lance | voltron: legendary defender

[competing]

D2: WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOR?

[ to say that lance is comfortable in this particular hot seat would be a serious understatement. from his easy smile, to his languid posture, he seems right at home seated there in front of the microphone, headphones on. he's cracked his third joke in under twelve minutes, and he's spoken for about nine of them... ]

So like I said, the name's Lance. Six feet [ he's 5'10" :| ], Leo, beach boy and space hero extraordinaire.

[ this isn't even his radio show... ]

What can I say, I'm an open book! Go ahead, ask me anything.

[ do you dare, though, interviewer? maybe it's a better idea to cut this show short instead. ]

E3: LET ME BE YOUR WINGS

Alright, in retrospect, maybe going the scenic route wasn't the best idea after all.

[ so here you both are: two brave warriors-slash-adventurers, fresh from the high of a successful raid-and-rescue with your grateful rescuee, miss queen bee, currently perched beneath the shade of a large (large) oak tree with no feasible way to make it the rest of the journey back to her hive.

in lance's defense, he hadn't been the one to bring up and insist on he scenic route... but he also hadn't dissuaded the queen when she found herself drawn to the longer, more lush landscape of the forest path than the straightforward (and clear) path that the regular streets would have provided.

so clearly no one is to blame here! ]

Look, this place runs on emotions or something, right? Can't we just... you know... [ cue some vague gestures. ] Feel a nice, convenient jet to pop up from the ground or somethin?

[ lance, no, that's not how this works?? ]

F1: THE RING

[ mistakes were made.

lance isn't even entirely sure how they were made, but boy were they made. wrapped in a blue sumo suit, lance wobbles desperately on his end of the ring, stubby arms flapping as he attempts to get a handle on how one actually moves in these things.

all the while, he's shouting at his opponent while the crowd around them goads them on. ]

Listen, man, I'm a lover, not a fighter! I don't even know how I got in here. [ which isn't a complete lie, but there was definitely some fine print he missed when he was persuaded to "help a worthy cause" and. well. here we are. ]

What say we just hug it out, huh??

C: NETWORK (VOICE)

So, uh. This is weird.

[ but also maybe not the weirdest thing he's ever experienced? jury's still out on that one. ]

But hey. Anyone know how to turn this thing off? No offense or anything, but I like me my rest, and someone's late night philosophical thoughts about the universe and their place in it is gonna be a real bummer on my beauty sleep.

[tookashirototheknee]

Oh, sure, I'll just close my eyes and will a vehicle into existence.

[Matt sighs, facepalming and leaning against the wall.]

I'm a communications expert, not a mechanic.

goro akechi | persona 5

[acedeceptive]

c ♚ network ♚ voice

[ He is absolutely not okay with a device that can get inside of his head and hear his thoughts in any capacity, but it would be a little strange if he didn’t use it, right? It honestly took him a while to work up to this, but his tone is pleasant and cheery as always. ]

So this crystal can truly project my thoughts to everyone else? How fascinating.

Can anyone hear me? I’d feel foolish if it turned out I was just thinking to myself this whole time.

d-2 ♚ what’s your favorite color?

[ Ignoring how strange it is to be in a world where radio was only just catching on, Akechi seems to be in his element, happily drifting from interviewer to interviewer, all smiles and easy jokes. He’ll answer just about any question, from the more mundane inquiries about his favorite color or food or what have you, to questions about his world or what he did before arriving, and anything in between.

Most people probably don’t like having a microphone shoved in their faces, but for him it’s comfortable. It’s normal, and since he has been sorely lacking in normalcy since he got here, he’ll take it.

He might catch someone's gaze as he walks by, having just finished speaking with someone else, and offers a bright grin. ]

Do you need to give an interview? I would be happy to help. I don't mean to brag, but I have had a lot of practice.

e-2 ♚ a queen imperiled

[ This… is probably one of the dumbest things he’s ever had to do, but he can’t very well go around toting himself as some kind of genius detective and not do some sleuthing— even if tracking poachers is a little out of his wheelhouse.

The men in question are a good distance away, as Akechi watches them from his hiding place around the backside of an old shed of some sort. It looks like their “hideout” is a big red barn of all things— or a big barn that was red at some point. Time and weather have gotten the better of it lately. Akechi stares hard at the barn door as it swings closed behind the poachers, trying to formulate a plan of attack.

He has a couple of ideas, but it’s nothing he can really accomplish with the tagalong he picked up along the way. Whether they volunteered at the start, or met up with him along the way, why someone would want to join in on this ridiculous errand of all things is beyond him.

As he watches, the shed that serves as cover starts vibrating strangely, like the wood itself is trying to shake free of its nails. Akechi actually jumps back a full foot, startled and staring wide-eyed, before he realizes the area around him was probably picking up on his annoyance. Or maybe it picked up on his nerves? Hard to tell.

He turns to the poor soul unfortunate enough to be accompanying him on this venture and asks, ]

Was that my fault?

[ Actual, genuine question. ]

wildcard ♚ something else?

[ I’m easy going! Hit me with whatever. Tentative canonpoint right now is under the big white spoiler block:

Right before revealing himself and confronting the Phantom Thieves in Shido’s Palace.

--so I am more than down with stuff between castmates as well. ]

Network

[deathboss]

[There's a surprised ting at the sound of the other's voice all-too-briefly...and yet weirdly enough, disappointment seems to leak from it. Ahh...it can't be the same Akechi if he's asking that question, right? Well...time to start over...he'd made a promise back then, after all.]

Yeah...I can hear you.

Doctor Bartholomew Oobleck | RWBY

[flaminghotcoffeefanatic]

Prompt B! (GT0102!)
[Oobleck slams his coffee mug on the counter, gazing closely through his thick glasses to peer at the stems and fruits of the bright red Berry plant sitting calmly. Not for long of course, as he zips quickly over to the next table, examining the pear-like plant and exclaiming to himself, loudly. As always.]

Fascinating! Simply and absolutely Fascinating!

This specimen of fruit appears to contain properties that combat the naturally cold environment in which it finds itself! One can see if they look closely that the thick skin retains no moisture and therefore sheds any water that comes in contact with its outer layer! [Zip!] With such a dry skin something like this can clearly withstand the subzero temperatures at a much higher survival rate than any other berry of its kinship! Engineered properly a reagent like this could be manipulated to reverse the effects of extreme cold on living tissue!

[Zip! Wait, Wasn't he just standing over there? How did he get to the other table with the Pink fruit so quickly?!]

And this specimen while undoubtedly resembling a Peach plant that many citizens already know is in fact on its own separate branch of the fruit family tree! My initial hypothesis leads to me to believe that the anti-toxins found within a plant like this could have the potential for far-reaching medicinal properties! I've fair reason to believe no flora such as this has been discovered in the history of my world this far! Incredible!

[A final zip, as he reappears in front of you holding out a potted berry plant.]

And what about you there young one! What thoughts do you have on the matter!

Prompt C! (Voice!)
[Despite already knowing it works, Oobleck gives the crystal a quick (and loud, to anyone hearing it) taptaptap. As usual.]

Greetings citizens! Doctor Oobleck here! I've come to you with a query of utmost importance if you please! To spare you the details of an overly long story I require information simply put!

[A loud sluuuurp of hot coffee, followed by a quick exhale that culls the unbroken string of words for a beat.]

This "Steambucks" restaurant has herein and so far provided me with a supply of decent caffeinated beverages during my time on the island! Decent enough yes! However! I am curious to know if any of the good people have knowledge of other coffee chains in this area that I might experiment with! Perhaps something with a bit more kick than your average cup of Joe as they say!

B

[viasun]

[Well this guy is... interesting, to say the least. Sun can barely keep up with where he is at any given point, let alone all of the things he's saying about the berries, that he is already admitting defeat. Wait, is he even talking about the berries?

He thinks he's safe for the time being, moving back to his own business... up until Oobleck appears right in front of him with the potted fruit.]

Thoughts?

[say what]

Uh, right! My thoughts...! I bet they're pret-ty tasty...!

[casual fingerguns!!!]

Diamond | Land of the Lustrous (Houseki no Kuni)

[diamondize]

((OOC: Diamond is from the end of the anime version, though I AM familiar with some things revealed in the manga so I personally don't mind spoilers. Just mark for spoilers for other people if you go there!))

[B: ST0109]

How cute~ [It's a good thing they've never encountered a sea creature like this before, because they have absolutely no basis for how bad an idea this might be. Diamond sees nothing wrong with waltzing over and immediately sticking their hand into the tanks and going to town petting.

There's a moment when they're briefly distracted, looking up and-- chomp! goes the shark.] ...Huh? H-hey! Don't do that, you'll hurt your teeth! [The shark indeed seems to have broken some teeth on this person's (??) arm, which they pull back from the water showing that it's completely unscathed. Distressed, Diamond looks around frantically] What do I do, what do I do...? Ho do you reattach teeth? [Where's Rutile when you actually need them!?]

[B: ST1107]

[Diamond's got this fighting thing down, though the concept of 'dead' and 'alive' aren't ell-known to them. Good thing they went after the Vimon things this time, at least!

Fighting them isn't a problem, and neither is keeping up with them- Diamond's pretty quick too, after all! No the problem comes when Diamond's sword slices through the and blood flies everywhere.]

...Huh? It's leaking? [They feel kinda bad fighting cute things, but hey, a job is a job! It's not about that so much as they just... Seem really confused, poking at the dead body with their sword and then examining the edge and the blood that oozes down with a sort of horrified fascination] Is it supposed to do that?

[D-2 Part 1]

[Have you ever seen a person so beautiful that you almost cried? They just wanted to help out, but the people vying to be interviewers seem to be clamoring for the chance to interview Diamond. Maybe it's the fat their hair sees to be reflecting light around their shoulders. Maybe it's the bootyshorts. Who knows!! Either way, Diamond is uncomfortable and just laughs nervously and backs away, waving their hands in front of them]

I'm flattered, but please, one at a time! There are plenty of other people to interview, like, um... That person? [POINTS OFF AT A RANDOM PERSON... When people turn and look, Diamond dives to the floor with a curious clinking noise and starts crawling away around peoples' legs. Please help.]

[D-2: Part 2]

[Alright, Diamond's time to shine! Figuratively, at least. They're eager to talk to all of these strange-looking people who are clearly not gems like they are. But they're not really sure how to approach... Anyone who looks, er, fleshy enough might have something rather hard poking them in the arm or the cheek or their side when they're not paying attention.]

Sorry! E-excuse me, eheh... But, are you a... [What are they called again?] Hu... [That sounds about right. They continue a bit more confidently, eagerly] Human?!

[Other]

[You know what sucks about being essentially a sentient rock? It means a trip to a regular doctor isn't really on the table when you're injured. Diamond has a...fairly decent idea of what to do to fix themselves, but they're not entirely confident.

But despite their best efforts, sometimes mistakes happen. You get injured out on a job, or something particularly sharp hits you too hard too many times and your hand falls off. Diamond's just glad they still wore their gloves, because the hand and shattered bits are neatly held inside until they can get it fixed together.

In the meantime though, they kind of seem at a loss. There's a doctor's office right in front of them, but Diamond remains loitering outside, looking slightly concerned. And probably catching quite a bit of attention given the wound tends to glow and cast rainbows and light about when the sun hits just right. And, you know the fact they're VERY OBVIOUSLY not flesh.

They sigh.] I don't think this kind of doctor is going to help...

[WILDCARD]

[hmu if you've got any other ideas!]

D-2 Part 1

[garlicandcapers]

[Anchovy, short as she is, has to lean and stand on the tips of her toes to get a good look at whatever's got everyone all excited. There is a crowd around the odd... person, and for a moment Anchovy can't blame the crowd for their curiosity. They're an odd duck, after all, but a very pretty one. Anchovy'd compare them to a delicious looking meal, if that wasn't a weird thing to say about a living person. She'd also compare them to a well-polished tank, if that also wasn't a weird thing to say about a living person. She'd also compare them to -

Suddenly everyone's turning to look at her. Anchovy, not missing a beat, strikes a pose, flashing them all a peace sign.]

Anchovy, commander - no, the Duce of Anzio Girls' High School's Tankery team, at your service! Quarterfinalists in the sixty-th -

[The crowd's already turned back around, but the sparkly person's crawling between their legs.]

... Couldn't you all at least pretend to care? I had a speech and everything. [But, also, Diamond's approaching their legs, and Anchovy can't just leave them here.

If only she had her P40. She could just pick them up and then drive them through the wall. Then again, she wouldn't have brought her P40 to an interview...

Either way, she crouches down while the crowd's still trying to figure out where Diamond went. The two of them are face to face, now, and Anchovy gives them a conspiratorial grin.]

Think you can survive behind enemy lines for a couple of minutes, soldier? I can get you out of here in a second, promise.

Death/Extermination Submersible Combat Organism (but you can call her Desco!) | Disgaea 4

[tentacleimouto]

D-1 Every party needs a tiny floating tentacle monster:

[Desco had no intention of attending the grand opening of the radio station. Honestly, she had no idea what a 'radio station' was, and probably wouldn't be too interested if someone took the time to explain it to her. However, the person handing out flyers had been somewhat pushy, mentioning something about 'how an oddity like her might attract curious people'. She wasn't insulted by it, of course, and all it took was the mention of free food to convince the demon that yes, she WAS going to attend this gathering. Of course the first thing she does when entering the room was declare herself its owner in a loud voice.]

Tremble in terror, party attendees! This place now belongs to Desco! Offer your tributes of snacks, or there will be dire consequences!

[She is trying SO hard to sound dramatic, but she's far too tiny and her voice is too cutesy to really come across as very dangerous. At least without shooting any lasers, but she's learned NOT to do that indoors.]


E-1 Having so many limbs finally came in handy!:

[Gathering honey seems like it would rank among the absolute last things Desco would ever do. However, she had quickly learned that no, she can't just conquer this world and make everyone do her bidding. And for some reason beating people up and taking money from them seemed frowned upon here as well. It really was a foreign world to the little doom machine.

For never really having had a job before, she seemed well suited for this one. Her and her partner had one major advantage that most of the other groups didn't, that being they could carry a bunch of buckets all at once. The tentacle mass on the girl's back was SUPPOSED to be used to subjugate her enemies and bring terror and destruction upon the land, but today they were being used to carry buckets. She might make for a very unusual partner, but a pretty effective one, too. Plus all she had to do was look at any bee that dared come close, and it always buzzed away.]

This sort of work doesn't make sense to Desco. And these monsters look really weak. Desco could defeat 200 of them easily!

[She glances at one of her buckets.]

The sticky stuff looks really tasty, though!


E-2 Rescued by the final boss:

[While the concept of actually doing something heroic seemed against her very nature, helping rescue a giant bee WOULD let her destroy things without people getting mad at her. Taking along a genetically engineered death machine to go after a few thieves might be about as smart as killing a fly with a flamethrower, but the childish demon had insisted on being part of the rescue team. An enemy to sweets is an enemy to Desco she had claimed, before going into detail about how she would destroy the kidnappers. The words 'death' and 'explode' were used at least twice each. And this floating, youthful demonic girl is the other member of Team Bee Rescue. Aren't you such a lucky soul to have such a great partner?]

D-1 SLAMS DOWN ON THIS.

[trademark_skull]

[Emizel was less so sure why a radio station was needed when they all had crystal amulets - which to some extent, worked the same way. But it wasn't exactly a bad thing either. At least good to see this world getting even more "modern" forms of entertainment, so can't really argue about that..]

[Instead though what Emizel heard sometime after he arrive was a commotion in one of the other rooms. It probably wasn't a big deal...probably. On the other hand if anything should happen to the building built on a trade agreement, well, it would look bad for all of them. It's not something a World Committee Member/Ex-Arehtei Representative should let slide.]

[Fortunately (Unfortunately?) the situation turned out to be something more.]

D..Desco!?

nakahara chuuya | bungou stray dogs

[indensity]

E1

[Chuuya has lived in the city all his life, and beekeeping isn't something he's at all familiar with. But he's found himself oddly curious, and he does like sweet things, so he found a stick that would allow him to carry several buckets at once and headed inside.

He's found the honey, but instead of gathering any he's crouched down to poke a couple of fingers inside the sticky substance instead. Obviously if he's going to all this effort, he's going to try to eat it.]


F1

[Why the hell does he have to wear a body suit, that's what he'd like to know. The thing is impossible to move in, and there's no way he'll be able to use any techniques. Plus (and this is the greatest offense), he looks ridiculous. The suit is way too big for him.

But this hasn't stopped him. If there's a fight, he's in. He'll wear the suit, although he refuses to let the soft helmet anywhere near his head - it would only ruin his hair. And as soon as he's in the ring he gives his opponent a cocky grin. This is him in his element. Sort of.]


WILDCARD

[Make something up, I'm down.]

E1

[neverwashere]

[Labyrinthine skeps the size of houses. Now, wasn't that fit for either a children's story or an insect horror film.

Dazai had to admit, if only to himself - certainly not in agreement with one particular person - he was intrigued. Being inside the structure gave him the impression of being on the wrong end of a magnifying glass, and he imagined the sensation would only be amplified once they encountered an actual bee. Would their faces be reflected in those large, compound eyes? If the bees allowed it, would he be able to touch how soft their hairs were? How loud would their wings buzz?

And so here he was, humming a carefree tune with the back of his head resting on his laced fingers. There was a skip in his step as he followed Chuuya a few paces behind, his own gathering tools tucked in his pocket, and a puff of laughter escaped his lips when he saw what Chuuya was about to do.]

My, how confident you are that our hosts won't be put off by your eagerness. Not even willing to wait until we're outside?

Dazai Osamu | Bungou Stray Dogs

[neverwashere]

D1

[Well, wasn't this a lively gathering, even at the outdoor section?

Dazai tapped his chin as he considered the food choices, keeping an ear out for any changes in what was being blasted over the speakers. He was interested in hearing the particulars in how they'd manage the radio station and, so far, the announcements didn't contain any new information. Disappointing, but not unexpected.

At least, the buffet was impressive in its variety, and he knew a few people who'd have enjoyed the pastries. As for himself, there was something that might make up for the effort in dragging himself all the way here.

He turned to the person next to him.]

Would you know if they served crab?


F3

[Of course the photos had to be sepia-toned.

The corners of Dazai's mouth were curved in a wry smile as he studied the scratches and tears of the image he was working on: three children chasing one another down the street with large smiles on their faces. A moment of happiness, untouched by any events that occurred after.

Before he dwelled too long on that thought, he looked across the table.]

How is yours turning out?


Wildcard

[go for it!]

F3

[diamondize]

[Normally Diamond doesn't do this kind of detail-oriented work, especially with things that they have no idea what they are or how to work them. But it's a new learning experience, and the light glinting off their hair sends a dazzling array of rainbows and sparkles across their shoulders and the table. Which, honestly, sometimes makes it a little hard to get the details of the picture, since the light splashes over them.

Maybe they should consider a headscarf again...

Diamond looks up at being addressed though and smiles] I think it's going well! I've never seen things like this before... [They sit back to examine their own photograph--a group of men and women sitting on the steps of some building and apparently celebrating something, though Diamond couldn't begin to figure out what or why.

They peer over curiously at his picture.] Oh! Tiny humans! [That's so exciting!!]

Ace | Alice in the Country of Hearts

[knightofchanges]

d3
[The basement is indeed dark and labyrinthine, but the only real "dangers" have been tripping over rogue cords, bumping into storage in the dark, and the occasional rodent.

Until now.

For the past couple of days, various staff members have reported strange sightings down there. Some witnessed a large shadow cast on the walls accompanied with loud, heavy footfalls echoing deep within. Some claim finding remains of a campfire, with other reports of smelling smoke and meat roasting somewhere in the deeper, darker annexes of the basement (an aroma that sometimes drifted through the vents and made those working on the floor above hungry). At first it was assumed someone was just staying late and working, though no one could reason why anyone would do so there. Others feared there might be some intruder, maybe a thief or vagrant taking advantage of the layout. Security was sent and others dared, but no one could find anything more nor did they want to venture further lest they get lost themselves.

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route 1: wayward wanderer (dramatic (?) first meeting)
So you're down here for whatever reason. Got the gig as a janitor, maybe lucky enough for a proper position but unlucky to have to play gofer today. Maybe you heard the rumors and went to explore for yourself. Maybe it was an accident. Whatever the reason, it's easy to get turned around with the many hallways, rooms, and open spaces looking all too similar, worsened by the faulty lighting with some areas completely dark. The particular area you are going through now is dimly lit, and is that dripping pipe? Static from a long forgotten radio?

Okay, creepy, but you can do this! Just stick in a direction and—

Step step step

Footsteps echo down a nearby hallway, and if you're brave enough to peek around the corner perhaps you will see a large shadow cast on the wall before half of the ceiling lights go out.

Do you investigate further? Run in terror? IS THAT A HAND SUDDENLY GRABBING YOUR SHOULDER???

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route 2: camping out (nicer first meeting or escape from route 1)
You're not sure how you got this far, but in one of the open storage spaces you find what looks like a campsite, complete with a tent and stove burner. Broken pieces of wood lie nearby, likely used as fuel, and an empty can of soup sat on the small, portable burner. Though out of place, it actually looks cozy and well maintained. Whoever set it up was no amateur and likely the one causing the rumors.

Whether about to leave or poking around to investigate, a voice will pipe up from behind.]

Huh, was wondering if someone would get this far. [There's a good natured grin as the red clad knight stands there, a hand raised as if holding something.] Hope you know the way back because I sure don't, haha! [What a cheerful seeming fellow, although it would probably be better if he wasn't standing mostly in darkness, only his smiling face clearly visible in the dim light.

That's not a weapon he's holding...right?]

[note: anything can happen in either route, with potential to have things either nice and easy or have some "excitement" like other things lurking about or just general obstacles and mishaps. Whatever would be entertaining!]


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e2
[Ace didn't really care too much about the bees; he didn't even care about the reward. He just had nothing else better to do and decided to help the queen bee rescue more on a whim. Plus it's not often he works with others, so maybe it'll be more interesting. And if anything else, perhaps a way to lose some steam...]

Hm, never would have thought that bees would be worth stealing. But, well. A criminal is a criminal. There are plenty of others to bring in for arrest, so it shouldn't be a problem if a few of them don't survive, right?

[There is an unusually bright smile as he speaks, the sparkles floating around his head possibly unnerving. More astute observers may notice that those twinkling lights are not as bright as one might think. There are a few blips of darkness and the occasional odd chill countering the knight's seemingly sunny disposition.

Fighting is definitely going to happen, but maybe someone should make sure he doesn't get too carried away.]


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c
Ever heard of sunflower bears? Neither did I, I don't even know if that's what they're called, haha. [A light chuckle.] They look like black bears but with... A mane? Yeah, I'll go with that. Mane of sunflower petals around their head. The cubs are actually kind of cute.

Anyway, learned a few things. The petals are definitely attached to their body, they don't like having them pulled, and they can't climb trees.

[He's saying all this with a lot of humor in his voice and doesn't seem bothered at all. Three guesses as to what happened and where he is now.]


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wildcard
[any other prompts go here!]

route 1 oh boy

[internetargues]

[ AAAAAAH WHAT THE FLYING FUCK, she came down here to go get something but apparently there was someone else here all along! This place is weird enough as it is with its whole emotions-effecting-the-world-quirk, but to have ghosts (because it must be a ghost, whoever it is that just crept up on her) is a whole other nightmare! ] Iyaaa!!!

[ She screeches, and her hands go straight up above her head in fright, the air above her freezing into a sheet of ice before bursting into a thousand shards. ] That fortune teller was right, I am gonna get murdered in a dark basement....!!!

[ Ready for some girly slaps?? Because that's her go-to ~defense~, blindly and wildly striking out at just about anything. ] No, I don't wanna-- I got too much to live for!!

[ Her life flashes before her eyes. ]

Fenril | Pretear (The anime, not the manga, it matters with Fenril) | MASSIVE SPOILERS!

[fenril]

(For reasons that will be possibly obvious to those who know Pretear and hopefully become clear to anyone who tags with her, some replies may come from other journal names, depending which prompt you put in the subject line!)


G1. Let the red snow fall.

She still didn't know why she was here, and more... she didn't know where the Leafe Knights were hiding. But she knew how to draw them out. A world built on emotions? Run on emotions? It was the perfect place for her. But revenge was pointless without making them suffer as much as they made her suffer. Without letting Hayate bury himself in the fact that this was all his fault. So she announced herself. Everywhere within her not small range, any one with any magical sense, sensitivity to the natural energies of the world, or the potential to become a magical girl/magical boy would see a drifting fall of red snow that seemed to melt as it landed, leaving no trace. She was watching... to see who would notice, and how they would react, to decide how to make her next play...

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F2.
Someone had no problem getting to the top of the stairs without stepping in salt. Mostly because she flew there. The purple skinned young woman was sitting hidden in one of the threes, watching people and their desperation, looking for the right one to choose, to shape, to mold.... to use as the battery to fuel her Doom Tree. Because the dead she wanted to speak to were the soon-to-be dead. Sne she was the one who planned to kill them.

She had left a few unhatched Demon Seeds hidden in dark corners where they wouldn't be noticed, ready to cover her get away if needed. And then she sent out some scouts unknowing that there might be people here other than the Leafe Knights that would understand that magical purple butterflies could be dangerous. Unaware that there was someone here, other than Shin who could catch and contain her butterflies and demons, and purify them.

She didn't think most people would notice the butterflies, or care, though any who got too close would discover their carnivorous nature....

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G2. Sunflowers, because why not?
Okay, enough scouting! It was time to get down to some serious Leafe gathering. She let one of her Demon Seeds hatch into a Demon Larvae, Not her most attractive one ever, but as ut ws the first one she'd attacked that brat Himeno with... it seemed fitting.

She floated in the air, several feet above the rather large monster, and watched as it shot a tentacle out at a tree, turning it black as it drained all of its vital Leafe energy - the energy in all things. Another into the water, darkening it, as the grass began to blacken and wilt. The tall sunflowers that looked so small against the demon larvae grew darker and darker, a spreading field of black death. Anyone coming into this area would feel something sucking on their strength, trying to drain it all away. Stand and fight?

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F3.

The young woman was looking for work as a maid, but until she found that, at least this was quiet enough work, it seemed, and paid well. She would do her work neatly and efficiently, and didn't seem to notice anything creepy about the photos, or if she did, she didn't react to it. If someone sits and talks with her, she will happily chat, but she's always more interested in their stories than her own.

In the mood to talk about yourself? She's willing to listen to all your problems....

lapis lazuli | steven universe

[rewave]

B. GT0102: Berry Nice

[ moving berry plants isn't that hard. in fact, it's the most relaxed she's been since lapis arrived--sure, she didn't plan on taking the task in the first place & maybe she was a little upset, but she's found some peace & calm plucking plots of berries plants straight from the ground with water she pulls from...well, somewhere, and taking them gently to the greenhouse, where she tucks them into soil with care.

she raises her hands, and opens them, palms facing the ground & makes it drizzle in the area she occupies, to moisturize the few dry, wilting berry plants. did you happen to get caught in the drizzle? or did you happen to hear her making small talk to the plants? ]

C. Let's be thoughtful!

[ her thoughts sound quiet, hesitant. muffled would be a better word, almost as if her voice is bouncing off the walls of a cave like a distant echo. ]

Hi. [ long pause. ] Does anyone know if -- Is there any other way to communicate with others that isn't this...thing? Thanks. In advance, I mean.

Prompt F: Shutter

[ lapis might have taken some artistic liberties with the photographs; she understands they're important or whatever, but... possibilities. when she's looking for something to ink someone's face with, however, her subject moves and their expression changes to one of disapproval. as soon as she comes back to it, her eyes widen. ]

Oh my gosh, it moved. It moved! Hello? Why did you move? Is this a video? Are you trapped?

[ she's trying not to lose it. steven once had to explain cameras, but the moving subject really freaks her out, especially since it's looking at her funny.]

WILDCARD!

[ or, you know, if you've got other ideas... ]

F!

[jamminshield]

[Steven was overjoyed to have Lapis around and to get to spend more time with her! Even if it was on a task that involved putting photographs together.

Steven was hunched over a nearby table, carefully trying to tape together an old photo of a hot dog. But he quickly drops what he's doing when he hears Lapis's alarmed response and darts over towards her.]

Lapis? What's happening? [Concerned, he gets on his tippy toes to get a peek at her photo.]