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Fellden Mods ([personal profile] felldenmods) wrote in [community profile] fellmemes2020-01-27 12:03 pm
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Test Drive #4

Welcome to the January test drive! 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.
Reserves will open at 12:01 AM UTC on February 1st, and continue to be until 11:59 PM UTC on February 7th. This is to reserve a character, not an application slot.
Applications will open at 12:01 AM UTC on the 8th, and remain open until 11:59 PM UTC on the 15th, or until all application slots have been filled. Once Activity Check ends, we will have an application slot number available on the application page. The IC & OOC intro logs will be posted two days later.
We have added a Suitability section to the application. Check it out! We will be requiring this going forward as it not only helps players see if their character is a good fit for the game but it lets the mod team gather some ideas about direction for your character!
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 arrived on their person. 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. Usernames are your characters first name or their most common nickname.
✦ Below will be a header for OOC questions as well as a request for Death or its Attendants if you risk placing a coin in their offering bowl.
As in December, a secondary blessing will be available in February to those that tag others on the TDM!
All set? Perfect! Welcome to Fellden.

AS THE MOON RISES.
You’ll find yourself just outside the Temple gates, which will be locked if you try to open them. A little rude, keeping you out after bringing you all this way, and the more you try to look up at the Temple structure the more insistent guards become in pushing you down the pathway to somewhere else. 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! Chrysanthemums will be offered as brooches or corsages, food and drink placed into your hands, while live musicians play loud enough for the dead to hear — for this is a celebration dedicated to them. Several were lost in the battle held the previous weeks, and the Priestess has decreed a time of mourning through revelry. Spirits must be kept up, even in these dark times. 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 despite the pall that may hang over the town. 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. If you do manage to leave, a helpful citizen of the Temple will inform you of the nearby transport mirrors that will take you anywhere on the map, one of which they will provide to you.


THE SETTING STARS.
You'll find upon your arrival that the castle is not accepting visitors as they prepare the interior for a solemn remembrance of those lost. Guards at the door will instead direct you to the center of the city where most of Starfolk have gathered to say their goodbyes and reminisce of memories past.

Venturing there, you'll be greeted either by those who are serving food and drink from nearby taverns, or those with drawn faces tired from battle. Or perhaps you're a late arrival and the worst of the exhaustion has left the city, now imbued with laughter and happier memories! Those loyal to the Court of Stars greet the newcomers with guarded gratitude in their eyes and wary hesitance. How many more of these Otherworlders will betray them, they wonder out loud. If you try and take a seat with a party or three, chances are the conversation will halt as soon as you grow near, and the longer you stay the more uncomfortable the gathered people become.

Trust is not easily gained in the Court of Stars; broken now as it is, the natives of this world fear the worst for their Emperor. Will you help us, or will you hurt us, they ask, wanting to believe they still have a chance at surviving this exhaustive war.

Whether you choose to remain for the remembrance or wander off, one thing is certain: things must turn around for the Stars soon. If you do manage to sneak off, a hopeful citizen of the Court will inform you of the nearby transport mirrors that will take you anywhere on the map, one of which they will provide to you.


MARKETS OF THE COAST.
The coastal city of Kyst is abuzz with an extra amount of people who sought refuge here during the attack on the Moon Temple. Some calm had finally started to settle but now the foundation has once more been shaken. Newcomers will be welcomed with smiling faces from merchants as they look to try to sell their wares. Tavern owners and barkeeps will beckon with the promise of warm food and delightful drinks, a place by the fire, and information to help you find your bearings. The air is rife with the scent of the coastline, fishermen bringing in their haul from the day. Perhaps if you pay enough attention, you'll hear or smell something you recognize from your home; as Fellden is the beginning of all worlds, it wouldn't be an impossible likelihood!

Those looking for something more exciting will find closer to the northern border of Kyst a rather curious bi-pedal cat bouncing on its back legs. It flags you down with a wave of its paw, asking excitedly if you'd like to flex your claws into a juicy quest. You're just the hunter for the job! Purr-fect in every way! Out in the wild lands there's a great beast in a deep river, and it's bothering all the people who live in the nearby town! They can't get fresh water or fish for their meals; it's furr-ightening! If you agree to help, the cat will explain that the creature is a Nokken that has been luring many a brave fisher to their untimely death. It must be removed either by force or by convincing it to leave! Help them, Hero-wan Kenobi, you're their meownly hope!


BEYOND THE CITIES.
In the distance from Kyst, a large forest looms, the Gods Wood imposing even from this distance. Should you travel there, everyone you encounter will urge you to be respectful while within the forest. There, people can be found visiting intricately decorated shrines, and leaving offerings for their passed. If you catch their eye, they will beg of you to pay respects as well, and press a gold coin into your palm. Offer a wish or a happy memory to who you miss and place the coin into Death's offering bowl and there's a chance someone will be there to speak with you. Be mindful of your actions though; those that show disrespect will be forcibly removed from the Gods Wood by the trees.

If the forest is too intimidating, Terebellum is open for semester registration, and the grounds are even more regal with a light dusting of snow all around. Students of all branches of magic can be found exploring the campus and practicing their craft. If you're lucky, perhaps you can find a teacher who will explain what is offered here at the University. But ah, there's a catch! Tuition is extremely expensive, so you must impress your faction leaders if you wish to widen your breadth of knowledge within these walls!


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[personal profile] devilfisted 2020-02-06 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sorry, V. Nero's first priority is now shutting up the bird. V's lament goes unheard beneath the sounds of rounds being fired point blank from Nero's pistol as Nero grimaces wordlessly.

So he's a little ready to go at this point in his life. Still a lot to prove mostly to himself, but his patience is arguably still...under improvement. To say the least. And he's definitely not considering that gun shots are probably the last thing that needs to be heard at a "we survived the enemy siege" celebration.

Kyrie isn't around put him on good behavior. ]
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[personal profile] summonere 2020-02-06 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ V winces a little just because it's right next to him and it's loud. It doesn't hurt him though. It's all on Griffon, who eats those rounds point blank. It quickly becomes clear as they tear through him that Griffon is not the solid entity he appears. He's made of a cloud of black particles that ripple and tear, surrounding a bright purple core of energy.

A couple more shots will absolutely put him down, but now the demon just flaps his wings jauntily. ]


Eat shit, kid!

[ Griffon, in turn, spits a few rounds of electricity back. Pew pew pew. ]
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[personal profile] enkelis 2020-02-07 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
( He doesn't even say her name the same; no familiarity behind it, no affection to the tone. She isn't sure what's worse; a Nero who doesn't remember, or never seeing him again at all. It's up in the air for the time being, even if she is glad to see him again. )

Lucky for you, explanations of this place are my specialty. ( After six months and multiple new groups coming in, it isn't all that weird to have to give a run-down these days.

Turning, she begins walking in the opposite direction from all the revelry, leading him to a district of workshops that are mostly closed in order for its occupants to enjoy the event in the square. No longer needing to shout, she finally speaks again. )


As crazy as this sounds, this isn't the first time you've been here. In Fellden, I mean. ( Clary glances over him, taking in the sight of him before her eyes land on his arm with a furrowed brow. ) Your arm... ( It's not his prosthetic, unusual in itself. ) Wait, how old are you? ( He looks younger, but. )
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stars

[personal profile] unabatedly 2020-02-07 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ More arrivals. Neria grows antsy, uncertain, concerned as more and more come. She's standing in the entryway as people file through, some of them uncertain, many of them curious. One of the people there seems concerned, wringing her hands. The attendants have wandered away, too busy to concern themselves, their expressions knit into furrowed brows and worried glances.

She walks past them and approaches the woman with a small smile. ]


Welcome to the Court of Stars. My name is Neria.

[ The elven woman holds out her hand to shake Elsa's. ]

Are you all right?
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[personal profile] enkelis 2020-02-07 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, it's really not great.

I'm not sure. It's weird, because for the first few months, things weren't so tense. Like the leaders were trying to figure out how to actually "do" war again after being in a stalemate? But then things started changing in the new year. I don't know if anyone's said why the attack happened, if there even was a specific reason.
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[personal profile] blindrun 2020-02-07 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
Let's just say I had to go into hiding.

[ not a lie, but not the whole the truth. he isn't ready to go over that lengthy conversation with a young ahsoka. kanan always saw her as someone to look up to and it's strange being the adult between them. ]

Don't worry about that right now. Are you adjusting well?
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[personal profile] stompadour 2020-02-07 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ NO!!! ]

Gems like you and me don't change, Lapis Lazuli. You know it even if you've managed to convince your little friends that you did.
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np!

[personal profile] sweariff 2020-02-07 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Bigby makes a face like that, knitting his but smiling faintly.]

Not sure if "funny's" the word for it, but I definitely feel that. [In the weirdest, sometimes worst, sometimes best possible ways.] Sometimes it feels like I'm dreaming.

[Like he said, weird. But the dream is a distant one. He hasn't been in the Homelands for over three hundred years.

The tavern isn't that crowded; most of the action is congregated at the tables in the center of the room, regulars and tourists alike eating breakfast. Smells of eggs, bacon and biscuits fill the warm air, coming together in a mishmash of salty, savory greasiness. Bigby wrinkles his nose, glancing across to the bar. No one is sitting there. The choice is pretty obvious.]


What does it for you? [He asks this as he walks over to take a seat at the counter, expecting the other man to follow him.]
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[personal profile] intoner 2020-02-07 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
Because you're pissing me off, that's why!

[That's it. That's the only reason. There's really nothing else motivating her right now.

But with how the wires just keep coming from Orchid, she gets an idea. Zero waits for a moment where both her arms are caught in the wires, then twists her arms around to get a good grip on them and pulls. YOU HAD YOUR FUN DRAGGING ZERO AROUND, BUT NOW IT'S HER TURN!!]
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[personal profile] intoner 2020-02-07 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck, can't you just take a metaphor for what it is? And here I thought no one gave a shit about semantics.

[She never even had an education, and she knows a metaphor when she hears one!!]
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[personal profile] liberee 2020-02-07 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Hello, Neira. I'm Elsa.

[Elsa doesn't bother with titles. She's not sure if they really matter here? Exactly? So just Elsa is fine. She extends a hand in return, reaching for the other's to shake it in introduction. In greeting. It's a start at least, and Elsa seems to somewhat soften in her fretting with meeting someone friendlier that would say a single word to her at least amid all this.]

I'm....well. I'm not exactly sure. I'm still trying to figure things yet.
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[personal profile] attorn 2020-02-07 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
I guess we can go with that, sure.

[He doesn't seem to want to talk about it. Which is probably understandable? Since something had to have happened for him to end up in that situation. Perhaps he'd explain another time when it isn't all quite so new and overwhelming, just arriving and all. And they both have a chance to figure this out more. Different times and all on top of it.]

Mostly? Sort of? It's....a lot. I'm used to travelling and fighting and stuff but.
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[personal profile] facultative 2020-02-07 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He hasn't heard of Kanan, but the Order had thousands of members so he could hardly be expected to know everyone even if their circles had to be close enough to befriend his padawan.]

Huh. I thought I'd have heard of them if they trained someone like you, but I guess not.

[He finally offers back the rest of Ezra's coin now.]
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[personal profile] facultative 2020-02-07 11:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Ahsoka's presence brings some much needed stability to him and it feels like they could face anything as long as they did it together.]

Together.

[He grins cheekily at her.]

But it'll mostly be me and you can just tag along.
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[personal profile] increscents 2020-02-07 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Just wouldn't mind a little more hard evidence of which plan is actually going to work.

So far they're both theories with little backing. At least, from what I've gathered.
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[personal profile] increscents 2020-02-07 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Sixteen? ( in theory, of course she knows that life goes on.

confronted with the truth of it.

it really makes it harder to let go of Hope now. she shakes that off, though, and gives a sad sort of smile. )
Apparently. But we'll deal with that. There has to be a witch here somewhere who can help, right?

( she tilts her head a bit. ) You're going to have to tell me everything that's happened, you know that right?
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[personal profile] song_of_ice 2020-02-07 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[From the sound of things, they would likely be stuck here for a long time. Or until the Priestess felt her whim had run its course. Given that it felt like nothing was waiting for him back home, it wasn't as if he some sort of pressing deadline. This war was like many others, though he had passed those over.

Now-

But his thoughts are interrupted by the crown dropped on his head. He jolts his head in the direction the people had run, tempted to run after them and shove the crown back in their hands. He clenched and unclenched his fist, feeling the same tightness from his injury from the lantern.]


Looks like they won in the end?
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[personal profile] song_of_ice 2020-02-07 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I never got to fight the war I was facing or the one I meant to join. Everything ended poorly back home. [You know, like dying.] If the Priestess offers me something I need or want, I might swear her my sword.

[But it would have to be good.]

I always wanted to lead troops as a boy.
song_of_ice: ([Jon] Don't)

[personal profile] song_of_ice 2020-02-07 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[He couldn't deny what she said. He didn't feel done and didn't want to be. His sister needed him and Ramsay Snow had to be removed from Winterfell. He wanted to lead his forces against the Long Night, no matter how impossible the odds and to fight for the living.

He wanted to see Ghost again, running across the wintry expanse and feel the ache in his muscles after a long day of training. He wanted to run circles around the Iron Bank and match wits against Stannis again. All of these little things that he'd taken for granted.

He wanted it back and he wanted to believe the Red Woman.]


Did you see me in your flames? [Why else would she have this belief that it might be possible?] What would this cost? Another sacrifice?
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[personal profile] efficacy 2020-02-07 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Sounds like it was only a matter of time, then. And I guess it doesn't really matter why since we can only deal with the present instead of changing the past.

I take it both sides are regrouping now, licking their wounds? Has there been any talk of retaliation on the Moon's side, do you know?
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[personal profile] efficacy 2020-02-07 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ You know, it's not even the least romantic proposal he's ever come up with. She has to give him that much. She arches a slim brow pointedly, standing her ground as Tony leans closer with that inscrutable Mona Lisa countenance of hers; though the corners of her lips twitch just a tiny bit, wry amusement gleaming in her blue eyes. ]

Is it going to last longer than four minutes, this time?

[ Ooh, snap. Not like she had complaints, they were great 4 minutes! But a burn is a burn. She shakes her head before he can respond one way or another, though. They're getting sidetracked. ]

Thanks, but I'll have to pass. [ She glances around a bit indicatively. As fascinating as the shop is... ] I expect you have actual living spaces here, and you haven't been bunking in the workshop...?

[ Please say you haven't. ]
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[personal profile] tribrid 2020-02-07 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
It's... been a minute, yeah.

[ Well, Hayley hasn't aged a day since she gave birth to Hope, so it's not that bad.

Still, they have some years to cover.
]

You mean, a witch that can help me reserve it. I've studied the ritual, and if this place is half the magical medieval land it claims to be, there should be a way.

[ As for that last request...Hope make a face. ]

Ah, that's going to take a while.
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[personal profile] redload 2020-02-07 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[dante is thinking he's going to hit the outer wall of one of the houses and use the momentum to move like a projectile back towards nero, but it's the damn devil bringer what gets him again. it catches him off guard and stops him short on his vault over the young man. —but he's not about to let his nephew's damn demon arms define him! not this time!!]

[which is why dante escapes from the hold by triggering into his devil form, the burst of demonic energy enough to have the claws loosen on him. he jump up and lets go of his devil form, summoning dr faust—red scarf flowing behind him—and he's shooting away (with red..orbs? his blood???, let's not think about it too much) to slow nero's attempt to reach him again.]

[but one thing's for certain: dante's not doing so hot with the devil bringer.]
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The Detective | Disco Elysium | Court of Stars

[personal profile] tequilasunset 2020-02-07 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Stars

[ This was a terrible place for a recovering alcoholic. ]

[ The Detective's neck swelled with the scent of alcohol and misery in the air. It smelled of May Bells, of the dank of the docks as it sunk into everything. It smelled of apricot-scented chewing gum. It didn't take too long for him to ask around and find out what the occasion was. In a sense, he was relieved that it was just a day of remembrance.]

[ It was also, however, a day when ales flowed like water. And here he was, without Kim or anyone to stop him. The moment some was legally getable, he got it, and then he just sat there, staring at a tankard like a deer in headlights. He stared for a full half of a minute, just arguing with himself. ]


"Somebody save me from this mistake." [He finally concluded out loud, arm reaching slowly to a handle that he knew would set off a chain reaction of some sort.]

--

Market

[ Old Tequila Sunset didn't know quite what was going on. He felt a great tinge of deja vu... No, wait, the other one. Jamais vu, that's the one, when talking to a sapient cat who said that he needed his help. But he did need his help. And he was, at least in concept, some sort of Law Official. ]

[ Well, you're not going to fail him, are you? He must be so hungry... ]

[ This fish is dead. DEAD! Don the armor of masculinity and WRESTLE IT INTO SUBMISSION, MAGGOT. ]

[ He tore the buttons off of his shirt in his hurry to blast his bare chest and stomach, distended from age and overindulgence. ] "Where is this thing that needs a pounding?" [ His tone was even more gravelly and low than normal. Intimidating, one might say. But he's still an old man that might just get himself killed going after actual supernatural things, and he probably very much needs someone to make sure he didn't do that. ]

--

Forest

[ How do you mourn someone who you know isn't dead? ]

[ Part of him remembered with a strange fondness entertaining an idea of holding a funeral for a crashed vehicle. It was his friend and companion and still found him where he needed to go safely after the bad times started. ]

[ But this wasn't like that. He was an old man, holding a coin, staring at it with a glum expression, wondering where he might put it to honor a half-remembered future that would have, could have been. And he seemed like he would continue to sit there until someone or something interrupted him. ]
Edited 2020-02-07 18:37 (UTC)
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Re: Tae Takemi | Persona 5

[personal profile] tequilasunset 2020-02-07 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
A

[ If Tae was complaining about the fashion choices of the locals here, then she hadn't seen "Raphael Costeau's" choice of clothing. A pair of stained bright orange bellbottoms, a button-up shirt that looked like it had seen a few too many parties, a blazer that looked like it had come with the mustache from the 70's, and a tie that looked like they had a contest to see how many colors they could fit onto one small bit of fabric. And he seemed to be having fun playing dress up, holding what can only be described as a miniature katamari of cottony items. ]

[ Maybe too much fun. ]


[ Warning: reasonably attractive woman. Lonely looking. Deploy measures. Allowing usage of Finger Pistols (9mm). ]

[ He pointed at her with his index finger and tapped his thumb against his hand, making a little clicky noise with the side of his tongue as he passed by Tae. ]

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