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Test Drive #1
Welcome to the August test drive—our first in fellden! We're so excited to have you with us.
A few things of note:
Perfect! Welcome to Fellden.
fellden! We're so excited to have you with us.A few things of note:
✦ Test drive threads can be considered game-canon if you choose. They're essentially in a shared dreamscape and take place between your character leaving their world, and arriving in the audience hall with their faction leader.All set?
✦ Reserves are open and will continue to be until 11:59 PM UTC on Tuesday, August 20th; they are not necessary to apply! They're valid for the first four days of the application cycle.
✦ Applications will open at 12:01 AM UTC on the 21st, and remain open until 11:59 PM UTC on the 27th. The IC & OOC intro logs will be posted two days later.
✦ Questions? We have a FAQ that's chock full of good information! If they are test drive specific, we have a top level thread below that allows for OOC questions to be posted.
✦ The network is available to use! No matter where your character is, their compass either arrived on their person or available in the Gods Wood. Please feel free to include a network post in your top-levels! Once opened, the compass will display instructions on use, such as using voice-commands to activate it. (Apologies for missing including this on the initial test drive!)
Perfect! Welcome to Fellden.
 You’ll find yourself just outside the Temple doors, which will be locked if you try to open them. A little rude, keeping you out after bringing you all this way. The thing is, you can hear a lot of commotion in the distance, and smoke rising from the center of a district; you may want to check that out. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire! Except the smoke is not at all something to be concerned over. Instead, people are gathered near a large bonfire in the decorated city square, drinking and carousing, singing songs of celebration; Moon saviors have arrived! War winners! The residents of the city laugh and sing and dance in pairs throughout the square, grateful for those who have come to aid them. Their merriment doesn’t dwindle as the sun begins to set on the horizon, twin moons rising in its place. When you (and other new arrivals) are finally noticed by the revelers, do not expect to be left alone! Flower crowns will be deposited upon your heads, food and drink placed into your hands, while live musicians play loud enough for the dead to hear. You’ll be invited to dance, to drinking games, and offered food and flowers and other items of value. Some may cry when they look into your face, thanking you for becoming their champions during this long and exhaustive war. Hopefully you’re here to enjoy the festivities. Sneaking off is just fine, too, but don’t expect to be let go of quietly; the people of the Moon Temple are so happy to see you! Enjoy the celebration while it lasts long into the night. |
 Unlike the Temple, your arrival to the Court of Stars is met with a rather somber greeting, however expressions are relieved, despite any emotional guard that may be up. A gathering of knights, weary from a skirmish along the border they're returning from, pat you on the back and lead you through an open air courtyard. All the gathered people of the Emperor's Court look up from their tasks, giving the passing Otherworlders a knowing nod. There's gratitude in their eyes, but that's all the welcome you'll receive: your presence is appreciated, but growing an attachment is another heartache for those that care so deeply for their faction fellows. The silence is broken when a high-ranking member of the guard gives the proclamation: "Our heroes have arrived! Court defenders, world travelers! Help has come from the far lands to aid us in our battles for our Emperor, for all of Fellden!" From there, the few knights that have not yet departed will lead you through the Court's castle, a brief tour of the most important areas (dining hall, housing wing, guard barracks, and the throne room) is given before they instruct you to rest, because the real excitement begins when the sun falls behind the horizon. Left to drift, you can explore the castle, or venture out to the surrounding city as it prepares for the celebration the Starfolk have in store for the returned soldiers and, now, the new arrivals. You'll be invited to the party that spreads across the entire Court city, drawn into large circle dances, and will find that the locals become more at ease and welcoming the longer you spend with them. |
 Between one blink and the next, your eyesight has seemingly been stolen from you. Or, perhaps it’s more likely that something is covering your eyes? Yes, that’s definitely a blindfold tied around the back of your head, although quite the mystery as to how it came to be there. You vaguely remember a wolf that may or may not have spoken to you, but the blindfold is certainly a new addition to the situation. Once removed, you’ll find yourself in the thick of the woods, with no path or directional indicators in sight. The moon is obscured by the tree line, and the stars above do nothing to light your path; seems like removing the blindfold wasn’t as helpful as you may have thought. As your eyes adjust to the darkness, it’s obvious that you are not alone in this; other people are removing their blindfolds just as you are, staring blearily into the dark of the forest with a similar lack of understanding to how they came to be here. Thankfully, you’ll find some nearby travel packs with self-lighting torches, a few rations, and your faction-provided communicator. The compass, unfortunately, remains broken, which means you’ll have to find your way out of the woods without it. Hopefully your sense of direction is passable! Whether you team up with others, or go your separate way is entirely up to you, but you must find your way out, and the fog rolling in is not going to be of any assistance. This is a Dropping, and the Gods Wood is not kind to loiterers. |
 Needing an escape from the hectic energy that greeted you in your faction, an empathetic bystander pointed you in the direction of a nearby transport mirror, which you either stepped into without stating a destination, or didn't give one with enough clarity for the mirror to understand. Spitting you out on the beach just outside Kyst, it doesn't seem keen to let you back the way you came; temperamental teleportation magic. As the largest trade city in all of Fellden, there is no shortage of things to do here! Shopping with what coin was hoisted upon you before your departure, mapping out the city itself to memorize the in's and out's, enjoying a drink on the house at a local tavern where you can get into a mean game of cards with some faction soldiers, or even meeting someone else that seems to have stumbled into this world just as you did. Perhaps you're more keen to the outdoors, rather than the bustle of a large city, wandering away from the city just far enough to find a stretch of pristine beach and inviting crystal clear waters of the ocean; the salty air fills your lungs while the rays of the midday sun are almost blinding against the swath of bright white sand that meets the crashing waves. Regardless of what you decide to do, or where you end up, you're in the closest thing to No Man's Land you can get; enjoy your time fraternizing with the enemy, make some new friends in this neutral land, or stick with those from your own faction to get a lay of the land. |
Naomi Kimishima | Trauma Center
[ She’s expected to fight in someone’s war? The good doctor wants to slap the ever loving shit out of these people. Or maybe herself, because this all seems like some terrible dream. ]
You have to be kidding me. [ Smoothing out her lab coat, she turns from knights to look at you, exasperation and frustration apparent, demanding: ] You.... You’re from another world. Are you listening to this?!
[ This bullshit!! ]
Beach
[ ...When is the last time she’s been at the beach? Especially one as pristine as this, with white sands and the cries of feeding gulls and the smell of ocean salt within the air? Far too long, and it’s been even longer since she’s taken a vacation for herself.
Already taking off her heels to hold them in one hand, while she hooks her lab coat over her arm, she’s steps closer to the shore, dipping her toes into the water. Wading further in,enough that the water laps at her heels, Naomi takes this opportunity to just... breathe. To breathe and take in the fact that she’s been transported to another world. You’re with her for whatever reason. ]
Damn.
[ She brings a hand to her mouth, coughing. ]
Talk about terrible timing, huh?
[ She has so many things left to do in her. She turns her head, speaking dryly to you. ] I’ve got bills to pay. [ And sins to make up for. ]
Random Magic
[ You, wherever you are.
There’s something magical about that light that works without electrical wiring or oil to burn, or water that runs without plumbing, and Naomi stiffens at the sight. ]
What the hell....?
[ Clutches
pearlsstethoscope. ]The Setting Stars
Ah. Yeah. I can't quite help but hear it to be honest with you.
The Setting Stars
If you don't want to do what they say, don't. This is their problem.
beach!
The woman, however, doesn't appear to be one of them. Or maybe she is and she just doesn't care about allegiances or affiliations. Or maybe they're on the same side.
Amazing how arbitrary the concept of sides seems when you're not native to the conflict. Maybe this is how Six always felt. ]
Oh, I don't know...
[ It takes him a minute to track that she's talking about circumstances that he shares—the jarring experience of having been spontaneously abducted and spirited away to another world like a mythological maiden of one's choosing. His tone is light, noncommittal, but for a second he'd wondered if she'd been referring to her cough.
Arcade's seen a lot in his line of work. Radiation sickness, complications due to chem withdrawal, every kind of trauma you can think to name—but so often it's actually disease that takes the biggest toll. Food and waterborne illnesses, fever epidemics, common respiratory infections undergoing catastrophic metamorphosis. Whether he likes it or not, he's got an instinctive ear for these things: the sound of a relatively "normal" cough, for example. And the sound of one that isn't. ]
It's not as if your debtors can follow you here, right? Absens haeres non erit, as they say.
Beach
At the very least, Eir assumed it was some sort of payment to a feudal lord of sorts. She had no idea what was everybody's allegiance in this world, and while she had the temptation to remove her armor, and feel the breeze of this land, it was also unknown land.
"I had things to do, but..." she glances up, at the strange sky blue sky above them. She rested a hand over her metallic chest, "I think this is more important, now."