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TDM018: TRICKS AND TREATS

TDM018: TRICKS AND TREATS


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Proceed . . .? Y/N

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Your eyes blink open to the blinding glare of overhead lights and the sight of a pair of glassy mechanical eyes boring into your own. The face above yours moves like liquid mercury, forming an approximation of a figure that you recognize and trust implicitly: a friend, a loved one, a caretaker. Perhaps even a god or a goddess. From its lips fall the patterns of a language that is strange and robotic, and yet familiar to you:

Everything is fine.

Welcome to the
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Darkness overtakes you once again.



I. Arrival





When you awake, you find you have washed up on the otherworldly pink sands of an impossibly beautiful beach, the tropical scenery spoiled only slightly by your seasickness. New arrivals, waterlogged and covered in sand, will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. If you don’t manage to get away from them quickly enough, they may even usher you toward the Laid Bare Spa, where new arrivals will be offered free massages, a sauna, hairstyling, and their clothing may come up permanently missing. But you will be given a complimentary towel to leave with if needed!

Feel free to explore the Island, all is available for your use. Stake your claim on a place to live in the now, whether an apartment in the City, a shack on the beach, or a bigger space at the House of Worship with friends. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each arrival's home.


II. Spooky Scavenger Hunt





Even with the Nameless Island reborn and open to your every whim, the robots still like to provide stimulating opportunities for people to get to know one another and earn some credits. But instead of the manual labor typical of the previous situation, they have engineered a scavenger hunt in honor of the Island's new autumn scenery!

Islanders will find themselves pulled off the street, from inside establishments, and even from outside their own homes and paired with a partner. Their bracelets will be scanned and they will both find identical messages in their inboxes detailed they have 24 hours to find 10 randomized items on their list provided. Do so and bring them back (or take a picture if they are too big) to the Scavenger Station and they’ll receive a hefty reward of credits! Bonus Credits if they can show proof or pictures of the items being put to use before they turn them in. The robots certainly encourage the full scavenger hunt experience.

The items can be found anywhere in the City. Sometimes in likely places and other times in a place you might not even consider (on other Islanders, for example?), although each team’s list will provide clues of where to look.



… and more! (Feel free to get creative! Items can range from silly to outright explicit.)


III. Two Moon Film Festival





In order to promote the various community college classes available at the Library for Islander enrichment, the resident robots have cooked up a very special opportunity for Islanders to show off the new skills they have been practicing in their Amateur Porn classes to the growing Erku community: the Two Moon Film Festival! Everyone on the island, both new and old, gets a ticket for the festival itself. In the meantime, there are openings for pairs and groups to participate in creating the entries that will be showcased at said festival.

Up for a creative challenge? Found yourself involuntarily signed up and unable to back out? One way or another, many Islanders are now entered into the film-making contest. New arrivals are encouraged to buddy up with Islanders who attended the classes, but anyone is welcome and encouraged to shoot their shot!

Each duo or group that participates is to meet at the Library at sundown for their assignments: a genre, a line of dialogue, a character type or name, and a prop, all of which are randomized and different per group. You now have until sundown two days from now to create a short movie that incorporates at least three of the four items. Everything they need, from equipment to props and costumes, will be provided. Engaging and interactive VR sets can be programmed by helpful robots, and catering is available to help keep the crews properly fueled up. The punch and pie provided have the added effect of inspiring great bursts of creativity (and for a lucky few, horniness) in those who consume them.

Following the deadline, all finished entries will debut on the big screen at Two Moon Film Festival, hosted by the Full Moon(ty) Theater. Chat up other contestants and the viewers before and afterward, laugh at the cringeworthy moments and bad acting, and aim for winning the Audience's Choice Award!

All entrants to the contest earn one small reward of their choosing, while the winners of the contest will each receive one free BINGO-level request from the Augur!



[ OOC: Shout out of thanks to [personal profile] zunge for this prompt! ]





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READY: Simulation 1.1 Tenebrae Town




Your consciousness comes to you in the midst of a dense autumn forest. You haven't been asleep. You stand there, fully clothed, but perhaps not in your usual attire - perhaps you're wearing a belted tunic with trousers and leather boots to protect you from the cold ground, or a long and modest dress with an apron and a hood, hand-sewn in natural fabrics. The chill in the air and even the smell of the dirt and the trees are not like those of the Island. This place feels old, a strange energy crackling in the air. Some may recognize it as a very ancient magic.

In the distance, colorful lights dance between the trees. Approach closely enough and they look like fairies, but they are always just out of your reach. Are they leading you somewhere? No - if you follow them, as they seem to bid you, they will only lead you deeper into danger: a snarling wolf, a sudden drop into a craggy ravine. They are mischievous, sometimes cruel little things.

You'll never escape this forest by yourself. For as long as you are alone, the night is interminable - days long, it seems. Are you the determined sort, willing to choose a direction and continue walking no matter what, or will you give into despair of being hopelessly lost? With any luck, it won't take you long to find out that your only way out is with the help of someone else. Only by agreeing to work together will the dawn finally break, and your path into Tenebrae Town will become clear.

Should you refuse, or never cross paths with another Islander? Maybe the wolves will take you in.




OOC Notes:



To accommodate our smaller community and split-setting environment, TDMs going forward will be open to old and new players for top levels! Please state in your subject line whether you are a TDMing a new character, or top-leveling with a character currently in the game!

Voting for Audience Choice Awards for Prompt III will be held in November. Threads should be started by the time you submit your entries, but need not be finished in order to win! Entries will still be valid if they include characters who TDMed but did not apply to the game.

ALL participants in the contest may handwave one small Augur reward request equivalent to an incomplete thread reward.




N A V I G A T I O N

radiophonic: (Default)

peter nureyev | the penumbra podcast (new character)

[personal profile] radiophonic 2021-10-19 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
❱❱ Arrival
He arrived as many might: coughing up seawater and damning the world for spinning so fast when he was trying to gather his bearings. His clothes were undoubtedly ruined after being so waterlogged, and he made quick work of dropping his silk lined vest with a huff, leaving a button up shirt for modesty (as modest as one could be with it sticking to his chest as it was), and a pair of slacks. Shoes and socks removed and held daintily in his hand while the other slicked back the damp dark locks atop his head.

"Well. Not my most elegant entrance, but I have had worse." He assured himself with a deep inhale through his nose - one that prompted another mild fit of coughs. God damn salt water. "This is fine. All of this is... fine. Can I help you with something?" Said to the robot tottering over to him, insistently tugging on his sleeve to try and guide him down the beach. "Where are you - Oh! Well, aren't you insistent. Not even going to take me out to dinner first?" He followed though, if only to get a better scope of where he was. Perfectly capable of escaping if he wanted - but playing the damsel wasn't too difficult a task. It might even help him; assuming he found anyone to play pretend at.



❱❱ Spooky Scavenger Hunt
A tall (like. 6'4" tall), lanky man is suddenly thrust in your direction. He is your partner now, and he looks rightfully confused as he scanned over the list on his bracelet.

"My, what is that?" Asked with a curious raise of his brow, pointing to the vampire tongue dildo in question. "Hm. Why do I feel as if I have seen that somewhere?" Pointedly, he ran his tongue along a sharpened canine, an amused little laugh burbling from his lips. "I really cannot place it. Ah well - I am sure it will come to me. At any rate - are we ready to search?" He smiled down at his partner, outwardly pleased while inwardly his mind raced. This was silly - but, again, it was a good excuse to poke around without rousing suspicion. And he would always take an opportunity like that if it presented itself.



❱❱ Wildcard
you know what wildcards are by now right? [plurk.com profile] winemom, LiLi#0844. hmu xoxo love you.
perfectteatime: (eat your teeth)

Byleth Eisner | FE3H | OTA

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
01. Arrival - Safe travels, don't die

[ Byleth never really enjoyed being wet when he didn't intend to be. It wasn't a particularly egregious feeling, just uncomfortable. When he wakes wet and sandy, it's enough to earn a very faint frown. What follows feels like a dream, and he's almost convinced it is, if not for the whole being very physically uncomfortable. At the very least he does get somewhat dry with the given towels.

Honestly, he does absorb most of the information he's given, but it all feels so distant. He's not quite convinced this is real yet, wandering away from the robots in a daze. It's tiring. Looking out over the ocean, there's the absurd thought that he wishes he had his fishing rod. Simply shaking his head at himself. Priorities. One minute he was buried in a mountain of paperwork, the next he's washing up on some strange island with strange golems and some weird sexual undertone.

It's all he can do to just... sit down for a few minutes in the sand, his soggy clothes still clinging to his body, gradually drying out.
]

Well. Shit.

02. Spa - I would be overstating, if I said I knew you well

[ At the very least when he does relent and allows himself to be coaxed to the spa, the promise of getting clean and some dry clothes. He does get clean, but dry clothes are nowhere to be found. Of course. His own are missing now, purportedly being laundered, but wherever that happens, nobody seems to be able to show him. It's all incredibly dubious, and he's almost certain it's been done on purpose, given the nature of this place. It's fine. This is fine.

Slowly, he takes a breath in, tying the small towel he's been given around his waist and sets out to try to find someone else. A non-golem inhabitant preferably. The surreal situation is finally settling, and he decides it's time to actually do something instead of waiting for the big joke to be revealed or to wake up.

Just slightly very naked.
]

03. Film contest (kind of) - A good man is easy to kill

[ He's not here to participate in whatever this confusing event is, but he did see pie. Free pie. It smells good, and it reminds him of home. It's hard not to be drawn to it. Is it morally questionable to pretend like he belongs here to get free pie? Yes. Is it probably rude to eat an abnormal amount of it? Absolutely.

Is he going to do it anyway? Without question.
]
madjesty: (pic#14748114)

the college option for PROFESSOR!!

[personal profile] madjesty 2021-10-19 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ No, Dimitri isn't here for the movies, either. Honestly, he has only recently learned what movies are, and given the nature of this place, he's almost afraid he will be featured in one of these, much like in the past. (Is that... painting of him still in the spa? He's not sure he wants to know.)

Still, if there's one thing he's learned in his year plus on the island is that it is pointless to try and swim against the current; he's learned to adapt, to bend his ideals and even his notions of propriety just to be able to survive-- not so unlike he's done before, in his own world. So since he's already been pulled up from his home and summoned into this festival, he might as well play along, lest his resistance be met with an even worse outcome. All in all, this is far from the worst the island has thrown his way.

... besides, there's food. That's one thing he's gained a new appreciation for, since recovering his sense of taste. So do excuse him if his manners are a little lacking and he's a little messy, but he's no king in this place, and Gilbert is nowhere to chastise him for his savagery on the tableside, and surely the Professor is just as carefree with his eating--

Wait. ]


... Professor?!
bestswordmaster: (postskip surprise)

3! >:3

[personal profile] bestswordmaster 2021-10-19 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Felix isn't here of his own free will at all. He just...ended up here, as is way too common on this damned island. (Maybe it wouldn't be if he followed Seteth's advice and just went along with everything, but he's not that convinced.)

And he doesn't like punch or pie, even if he were inclined to eat anything the robots made, which he is not. And he hates parties, to boot. So the only reason he runs into Byleth here is because he's trying to avoid every automaton he sees, lest it drag him into making another one of these horrible films.

The sight of the professor is so familiar that at first it doesn't even register to Felix as something new or strange here. It's only once he's halfway to walking over there that he pauses and his eyes widen in surprise.]


What are you doing here?

[Which is Felixese for 'hello,' probably.]
backstreetbard: (theaicon5)

Arrival

[personal profile] backstreetbard 2021-10-19 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Washing ashore on a familiar beach, Dorothea knows where she is, and... well, the feelings are mixed. Coughing and sputtering as she hauls the heavy fabric of her dress out of the surf, she wrings out the fabric of her skirt and tries to arrange her hair so she can at least look somewhat presentable.

Spotting another new arrival who looks to be utterly bewildered, she approaches him with a friendly wave. There's something oddly familiar about this person, but that's a coincidence, right? ]


New arrival? I can show you around a bit. I should still have an apartment here where you can wash up without having your clothes stolen.

[ Not that she can guarantee it. She knows she's been gone, but there's no telling how long it's been, or what might have changed in her absence. ]
perfectteatime: (I need to call my dad)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's right, the Professor is just as care free with his eating, with two slices of pie in hand, he freezes immediately when he hears that voice though. Unmistakable. Someone he hasn't seen for months after they both took office. There are a few things that cross his mind.

- Why is Dimitri here?

- Why am I so warm?

- Oh, I've missed him...

- Why am I so damn warm?

The genuine surprise does actually show on his face in an unusual display for him.
]

Di...mitri?
Edited 2021-10-19 19:37 (UTC)
dadministrator: (Default)

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[personal profile] dadministrator 2021-10-19 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Were you hoping to keep any level of dignity after having your clothes stolen, Byleth? You might spot Seteth across the room on your way out, returning a neatly folded set of sauna clothing to one of the robot attendants. He glances over with some sympathy, but evidently no recognition. Another new arrival left bereft, hmmm?]

Do you need directions to a clothing shop?
perfectteatime: (THIRTY YEARS EXPERIENCE IN JACKIN OFF)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That voice is completely unmistakable. Byleth looks up from his pie (he has abandoned forks, and is just holding it by the crust in one hand. ]

Felix? Is that really you?

Oh thank goodness. [ While the emotion is only slightly evident in his voice, he does sound genuinely relieved to see a familiar face. ]

I've just arrived. Are you all right?
perfectteatime: (And he was my professor named BYLETH)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He turns to her, the look of immediate recognition on his face as his shoulders drop with a grateful sigh. Oh good. Someone familiar- ]

Oh. Dorothea- thank heavens. Are you all right?

[ Wait...that's... an odd thing to say. He tilts his head faintly. It's as though she doesn't quite know who he is. That's impossible though, right? As if this place couldn't get any more confusing. ]

Dorothea? It's me. Professor Byleth? What do you mean you have an apartment?
perfectteatime: (A TEA SET)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This place is so miserably confusing. It's not often that he feels genuinely discouraged (or feels much of anything) but there's actually a bit of worry creeping in.

It's a bit of whiplash when he spots Seteth, someone he knows. Someone responsible and reasonable and-

And behaving as though he's a stranger. Not another one...
]

Seteth? Do you not remember me either? I'd actually quite like to go back to the monastery, thanks.
backstreetbard: (6KwM25z)

[personal profile] backstreetbard 2021-10-19 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Excuse me? I don't believe we've ever met.

[ Then he says his name is Byleth and she has to step back in obvious confusion. She blinks at the man, tilting her head as she examines him. That's... that's not possible, right? Distinctly not. ]

Professor Byleth? I'm sorry, I'm confused. I know the Professor, but I haven't seen her here before.

[ Although... weren't there others here from what ought to have been the same world as her, with distinctly different memories to hers? Wasn't she dead in Lorenz's version of their world? And did that mean a world could exist where the Professor was a man...? ]

Now, hold on a minute. If you say you're the Professor, then... what do you know about me, exactly?
dadministrator: (pic#14348576)

[personal profile] dadministrator 2021-10-19 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Pardon? Have we.....?

[There's a subdued flash of confusion to find himself addressed by name. It shifts into something more thoughtful soon enough, pulling in a deep breath as he scrutinizes the man more closely. There are few enough people in the monastery with green hair, and none he remembers looking like this. But that unmistakable scent, that incredibly familiar feeling, the power he would recognize anywhere.....

There's no mistaking it. And now that he thinks about it, back when the house of worship had first been uncovered, some of the food at that celebratory meal had actually..... Ah. So that's how it is, hmmm? Byleth must be truly unlucky, to have eaten or drank something transformative so soon after arriving.]


Professor? Forgive me, I didn't recognize you in this state.
perfectteatime: (THE BANANAS HAS GONE BAD!!!)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Wh-

[ A beat. ]

Her?

[ He actually looks bewildered for a moment before he focuses down. There's something seriously weird happening here. Besides... everything else, that is. ]

Okay. You're Dorothea Arnault, you were born on the 29th of Horsebow Moon, 1161. Your favorite tea is Sweet Apple, or Albinean Berry depending on how upset you are. You sang at the Mittelfrank Opera Company in Enbarr for a while until you joined the Officers Academy at Garreg Mach mostly to look for a suitable noble to marry. You had a red comb made from tortoiseshell that you dropped once in the courtyard, I found it and returned it to you. You once told me that it looked like I was seeing right through you, so you tried to find my 'weakness' as you put it. Does that suffice?
perfectteatime: (youre not in a position to negotiate)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well at least he does appear to recognize him after a moment. There's a bit of relief in that, but the comment does bring about more confusion. He just stares at Seteth for a moment before... ]

What... state? Naked?
fiveyearnap: (church-36)

Byleth Eisner but with boobs | Fire Emblem: Three Houses

[personal profile] fiveyearnap 2021-10-19 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I. Arrival
[ Byleth has seen beaches before. The Rhodos Coast is particularly lovely, and the shores near Derdriu have many scenic stretches. None of them were pink. All of them had been visited intentionally, whether by land or by sea, and not... whatever happened to bring her here.

She takes it in stride, of course--being thrust into odd and uncomfortable situations is par for the course at this point in her life. The robots are an unpleasant surprise, given her experiences with automatons who would have dispatched her without hesitation. These seem far more personable, even if what they tell her is hard to believe. At least she isn't being attacked straight away.

Removing her cape, she begins her trek inland, hoping to find some less mechanical inhabitant of this island. ]



II. Spa
[ You'd think that being the queen of a unified Fodlan would mean at least being offered a towel that was large enough to cover all of the important bits when stranded on some strange alien world, but that has proven not to be the case. It's... technically large enough, in theory, but that's a different story in practice.

With a shrug, she uses the towel to dry her hair instead. If this island is as debauched as she's being led to believe, then nobody here should be too shocked by anything she has to offer, right? ]



III. Spooky Scavenger Hunt
[ Well, this should be a breeze, shouldn't it? As if Byleth hadn't spent a substantial amount of her time both as a teacher and a general finding lost items and returning them to their owners. Even so, some of the things she's been asked to find feel oddly specific. ]

A dragon dildo... All right. [ A bit disrespectful, but easy enough to figure out. ] Sexy teacher costume? [ That one just seems rude. ] Whip. Medieval-themed bondage gear?

[ Goodness. Maybe she should ask someone to help her find some of these things. ]


IV. Movie Madness
[ If the list of scavenger hunt items she'd been asked to find had felt somewhat tailor-fit to her, the prompts she'd been given to make this "movie" seems even more so. "Dragon lady"? She scoffs to herself as she reads over the sheet. What kind of dialog is this? What do blindfolds have to do with anything?

Of course, the only sign of consternation on Byleth's face is the slight furrowing of her brows. Maybe someone else here will know what to do with this. ]



V. Wildcard
[ You know what to do. HMU if you have ideas for any of the other prompts or would like something completely different. ]
Edited 2021-10-19 21:00 (UTC)
dadministrator: (pic#14348576)

[personal profile] dadministrator 2021-10-19 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
.....What? You mean to say--?

[There's a moment of sheer bewilderment, before the wheels start turning; excuse him as he tries to work his way through an abrupt, tiny existential crisis. Byleth might even hear a quiet "But why would it matter? So if--?"

Different choices lead to history unfolding in different ways. It's absurd, but he supposes that it's only reasonable. But what different choices had caused the Professor to change gender? What had Jeralt done to change it? Why is that important enough to have be different? Does that mean in some other world, some other lifetime, he had been a mother? Or he'd had a son, rather than a daughter? He can barely even fathom the idea.

Finally, Seteth can only sigh and shake his head, as though he can just dismiss being flustered.]


N-no, no. I meant this state of..... masculinity. It's not unthinkable for such a transformation to occur here, but if this is natural.....
perfectteatime: (I need to call my dad)

Arrival

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well this is just great. Everything truly has gone to shit. This idiot hasn't thought to remove his overcoat (it makes him feel better, okay?) so he's just dragging his sad soggy self up the sand when he sees someone else. Huhm. Why does she seem familiar. ]

Hey- excuse me.

[ He's still soft spoken, even now as he rounds on her, trying to hurry to catch up. ]

Do you know where th-

[ What. ]
perfectteatime: (so thats like)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2021-10-19 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Masculinity? [ He echoes, only a faint tinge of incredulity in his voice. ] I realize I've been slacking on training, but that's only because of the fact that my schedule hardly allows for it anymore, Seteth.

[ Wait a second. He's talking about transformations... ]

... I wouldn't happen to be a woman usually, would I?
dadministrator: (pic#14348591)

[personal profile] dadministrator 2021-10-19 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I realize that, but it's hardly the point. The Byleth I know is most certainly a woman.

[She was hardly the most lady-like woman around, mercenary-raised as she was, but her figure..... well. Suffice to say wearing a tiny towel around his waist like that? It would be very, very obvious just how different they are at first glance.]

I..... suppose that alone makes it clear that we are not quite the same people we knew at home. Best get used to that now--differences in how we remember events seem to be quite common here.

[They're just usually not quite this blatant.]
fiveyearnap: (church-38)

[personal profile] fiveyearnap 2021-10-19 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hearing a voice calling out to her, Byleth turns to see the approaching man and--

Wait.

Why is his hair the same color as hers? His eyes, too. Why is his outfit decorated with some of the same accessories as hers? Isn't that her coat?

Outwardly, no conflict or confusion manifests on her face except for a slight parting of her lips, a slight arching of her brows. ]


Who are you?
starmark: (UH ☆ grandpa caesar save me please)

Jotaro Kujo | JJBA: Stardust Crusaders & Prismatica CRAU | New Character

[personal profile] starmark 2021-10-19 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ARRIVAL — CLOSED to Kakyoin and Adrian ]

[All things considered, Jotaro probably wouldn't have minded the experience of washing up on a beautiful scenic (incorrectly-hued) beach in the apparent middle of the tropics somewhere, but for the fact that he's had the misfortune of landing face-down.

It's kind of a comical sight, maybe — six and a half feet of giant beefcake sprawled half in and half out of the surf, his black school uniform even darker with how it's soaked through, a black hole of a silhouette against the pastels and shimmer of the environment. There's water clinging to the inside of his nose, which isn't strictly something he objects to, when he's invited it upon himself, and he hasn't.

Spluttering, he pushes himself up onto his elbows, picks his head out of the sand, and looks around —

And okay. This is definitely not where he just was a minute ago. Probably. As best he can remember, anyway.]


Fuck.

[Rolling over onto his back, he reaches for Star Platinum — and discovers, with some relief, that his Stand answers instantly, shimmering into being next to him (and upright). Fine, then. So much the better; it'll be easier to look around with Star's eyes than it would be with his own, anyway.

Absently, aloud, to the world in general, he remarks: ]


Yare yare. Okay, whose fault is it this time? 'Cause I'm pretty sure it's not mine.


[ AROUND TOWN — OPEN ]

[All right, so evidently things work a little differently in this magic-energy-fuck-city than the one Jotaro is used to, but that's fine. Maybe it's a little bit of a shame that he can't just become a billionaire practically overnight courtesy of a little creativity and some inappropriate use of boyfriends, but he had a job in his old circumstances, too. It's not so different here. It's good for him, probably.

Of course, the problem is finding a job, and that means wandering around the city looking. Unfortunately.

As he gets the lay of the land, he finds himself mentally marking off points of interest and necessities — food there, cigarettes there, lube there NOT THAT HE'S EVER GOING TO BE CAUGHT DEAD BUYING ANY but it's good to have it in the back of one's mind anyway. Fresh fruit over there. Ice cream there. Maybe eventually he'll find a bathhouse that's hiring; wouldn't that be something.

Feel free to encounter him anywhere around town! He's wandering, and also very large.]


[ NETWORK — un: nevercrywolf ]

so has anybody here turned into a dragon before
you don't have to elaborate if you don't want to
i'm just wondering

i can't believe i'm saying this but i think i'm actually gonna miss it kind of
it was pretty cool
so was turning into a wolf

i mean the tail was stupid but the rest of it was all right
reposing: (dont stop me OHHH I LIKE IT)

[personal profile] reposing 2021-10-19 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[The worst part is all of the sand. It's course and it gets everywhere. With a huff, Adrian pushes himself up and tries to dust himself off, as if he's not soaked in his pajamas.]

Not me. I know I'm probably the most likely suspect, but I distinctly learned my lesson with messing with realities.

So clearly it's Kakyoin's turn.
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zunge: (I guess that's what they all say)

network; un: ruffestrabbit

[personal profile] zunge 2021-10-19 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
no

grew a bunch of tentacles once though

did you have a dragon dick?


[The username might be familiar, seeing as it's the exact same username that the Noiz in Prismatica used on the network. This Noiz was never there, though.]
starmark: (NOSE ☆ not it not it i call not it)

[personal profile] starmark 2021-10-19 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
That's exactly what I'd expect you to say if you did it, you know.

[Still, despite the fact that his voice is as dry as his clothes aren't, there's still a twinge of genuine relief underneath the deadpan. Good. That's one. Adrian's here. Good.]

But you're probably right. It's Kakyoin's fault.

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