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memesofeternity2018-03-17 08:14 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME
  A. RETRIEVAL Dreams fade slowly, and awareness returns in increments. The hum of machinery, the smell of recycled air, the murmurs of others waking up around you. The interior of the ship has been outfitted with cots for those Biggs and Wedge retrieve from the Dream Width. Outside of the makeshift infirmary, windows set into the walls of the worn lounge area offer a view of space. It’s time to meet your fellow new arrivals who have been brought together on Biggs and Wedge’s airship. None of you know how you came to be here or where you are going, and the door to the cockpit is locked as the pilots focus on navigating the treacherous obstacles of the Dream Width. You might as well take this moment to introduce yourself to your fellow travelers. B. CURTI CENTER There’s an almost overwhelming aura of excitement in the tower as researchers rush to document this unprecedented number of interdimensional travelers. Over the commotion, the leaders of the Center struggle to explain, ‘Welcome to Vaikuntha. We don’t know why you’ve been brought here, but this is your new home.’ The staff will do their best to help the off-worlders settle in. They answer the questions they can, provide maps and pamphlets about the world and the destinations within it, and even guide the arrivals to a neighborhood where housing has been provided for you. Yes, due to the strange influx of arrivals, you’ll be expected to share, but the Curti staff are doing the best they can under the circumstances. Experiences like these bring people together. Perhaps you are the only one here from your world, but at least you are not alone in this experience. Others are right beside you, learning the same information, planning trips to visit the same new cities, checking out these Job things, and settling in to their new (temporary) homes. C. UP IN THE SKY There’s a whole new world to explore. It’s almost enough to distract from the fact that there’s one place you can’t go- home. You are on an Airship, the main mode of transportation between the major cities of Vaikuntha. While the majority are owned by airlines, perhaps you hitched a ride with a friend that has their own. You can go anywhere in a matter of hours — One can only hope you don’t have motion sickness. D. GUILDS Proud representatives of the Guild are lined up, ready to demonstrate their skills for the new initiates. Make sure to stay behind the designated line, this might get dangerous. So you want a new Job? You'll have to first travel to the Guilds, sign the papers, go through the orientation and introductory lectures, and get basic training. Afterwards, you can freely chat and practice with your fellow members, celebrating your new powers, and checking out your new wardrobe. E. LET'S BE ADVENTURERS Separated from all of your material possessions, connections, and everything you know, and really, what you’re left with is time. Better try to make the most of it. Enough expository banter. It's explorin' time. Maybe instead of spending every day in your room, you'd rather spend it living it up in the city of Lavode, or betting on Chocobo Races in Sparks Goldsaucia. Or maybe you'd rather go and explore the caves and ruins near Arito. With Airships and Chocobos at your disposal, you can go nearly anywhere! F. SIDEQUESTS Maybe you’re telling yourself, ‘I didn’t sign up for this.’ But wait, you did. At least it pays. It all started when you checked the Quest Board. All you wanted was a few gil to spend, and here you are in the wild, hunting for a Malboro Vine. Or maybe you are in some ancient and decrepit ruins looking for an artifact. Or you could be asked to be janitor for a week. Consider yourself lucky though, at least you don't have to do that alone. G. GET A JOB (THE OTHER KIND) You’ve got a Job, but Claire keeps sighing and muttering about layabout space-people not earning their keep, so it might be time to seek out Employment as well. There are plenty of opportunities to earn some gil in Vaikuntha, no matter where you choose to settle down. Your iMog slate includes listing for employment opportunities. Hopefully you can find something you can live with so that you can start saving up for an airship or the security payment for your permanent housing. H. MOGNET *Ding!* You’ve got Mog-Mail! Thankfully, you can instantaneously chat with your friends around the world thanks to you iMog Slate. And unlike old-fashioned Moogle Letters, you can even send messages to everyone in a blink of an eye! However, despite the change in technology, the old tradition of Mognet Strikes have never gone away. Nobody knows any more whether the Moogles have legitimate reasons to go on strike or if they are just lazy. But today, Mognet is down, and to get information you have no choice but going to the public boards or risk message corruption and mishandling. I. RANDOM ENCOUNTER The ground trembles, and out of nowhere, something hostile appears! You were minding your own business walking around, and suddenly monsters attacked you! Time to put to use the skills you've learned with your Jobs! Will you try to fight on your own or seek help? And remember, you die in random battle, you die FOR REAL. There’s no shame from running from enemies that are a higher level than you! J. WILD CARD Feeling inspired to create your own prompt? The power is yours! |
gabranth || final fantasy xii
[ to be so near the brink of death in one moment, and so far from it in the next... at first, gabranth honestly isn't sure that he hasn't passed it entirely; the interior of this airship is so different from the strahl that he almost thinks it a fevered delusion, a vision conjured by his dying mind. but the vision does not fade, and neither does the sensation in his limbs, nor anything else about him.
somehow, improbably, he is not dead.
he sits upright on his cot, blood-soaked leathers and all, and ponders that fact. he remains there as he ponders the improbability of it, tries to make sense of all that's happening around him, listens in to the people chatting and milling about nearby. at some point, he's going to have to get up and look into the whereabouts of his swords and armor. for now, though... his body might be healed but his wounds are still fresh in his mind, and so too is the question of why he continues to be alive. ]
F. SIDEQUESTS
[ right. now that gabranth has been in this world long enough to learn a few things about it — perhaps most importantly that he won't be going back to ivalice, at least not anytime soon — he supposes that the only thing for him to do is to start fitting into it.
he also supposes that the best way for him to do that is to make himself useful. as a result, he's wasted no time between enlisting in the paladin's guild, finding the nearest job that needs doing, and heading straight off into the wilds with whichever hapless adventurer happened to have also signed up for this particular quest. collect a bundle of coeurl whiskers... simple enough, he thinks. but that likely depends more on his companion than anything else. ]
You do have some martial experience, yes?
[ it's a practical question, plain and simple. he's never been one for small talk, after all. ]
WILDCARD
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Oh, yeah, lots. I trained for years.
[His practical experience is limited to a few weeks, but it was a busy few weeks.]
Even if none of it seems to work here...
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the lad certainly seems capable enough, even if gabranth has no way of knowing just how skilled he is in practice — though of course, that doesn't really matter here, does it? ]
True, aye. What strange magicks this world must possess, to sap us not only of our strength but our ability as well...
[ it troubles him, truth be told. not so much as to keep him from fulfilling his duties here, of course, but he's troubled nevertheless. ]
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[His Keyblade is part of his heart, or should be. Is he truly so weak to have lost it?]
But no one seems to think anyone did it on purpose.
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[ For as much as he can appreciate his companion's brevity, Sion cannot help but wonder at its nature—has the other man always been given to economy in this, and perhaps in all things? Or is it a learned manner, borne of necessity? And if the latter should be the case, what had that 'necessity' been? His white mage's robes trailing after him in quiet susurration, the King finds himself given to pensive thought, golden eyes fixed upon some point in the aether, high over head before he speaks again: ]
What I learned, there, has kept both myself and others alive in the most critical of times, so...
[ Ah? That's quite the theatrical pause, isn't it? ]
...do not worry, I will definitely protect you. ☆
[ But for however light of heart the sentiment may be, breezy as the wind which cuts through the tall grasses of the field they traverse through, so too is it resonant with all the solemn weight of a vow. Strange, right? Strange, but also disarming, in a fashion. ]
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Much as I appreciate your candor, I do believe I shall be the one handling your protection.
[ he is the one with a paladin asterisk, after all. even though he is somewhat less accustomed to bearing a shield than a sword, he has no small amount of confidence in his own ability to do just that. still... ]
Still, your academic training certainly won't go amiss.
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Ah. ]
I should hope not. [ —he hums in idle agreement, golden eyes falling downcast to survey the terrain before them, looking for signs of trails and of runs; indicators that coeurl may be near. ] Though I am certain I could not rival you in field experience...
[ And there it is: a worn pathway in the grass, likely leading to watering or bedding area, the size of it accommodating for a large feline. ]
...in a way, we have been equalized, now holding the status of novices even in once familiar professions.
[ Following the hollow of the trail, fingertips just brushing against the blades of grass, Sion gestures forward!: ]
This way! [ And look! There he goes, darting ahead, stave removed from its place at his back in anticipation of what they might find. ]
A!
Earlier, she was up and has already explored a bit. Naturally, she noticed the only familiar face this place had offered so far. Eventually, she wandered back just in time to see that Gabranth was sitting up on his cot, looking as dazed as one might expect.]
You are awake. Your condition is improved?
[Sure looks like he's not dying anymore. Which is weird because she knows he's dead. Or was dead.]
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It would seem so.
[ not dead is certainly an improvement over dead, regardless of the reasons why. ]
This is not the Strahl.
[ it's not a question, and he knows he's stating the obvious. perhaps she has a better idea of why this isn't the sky pirate's ship. ]
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[The Strahl certainly wouldn't be able to hold all of this.]
We were brought on board, found lost among the stars, or so they say. Yours is the only face that is familiar, so far.
[But if Gabranth is here, perhaps she'll find others.]
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[ he doesn't, not really. brought aboard, by who? lost where, and how? but he doubts that she has the answers to any of these questions. ]
Among the stars... [ he snorts. ] Hardly fitting for a burial, I should think.
[ is that a joke? it might be, but mostly it's just an attempt to cope with the circumstances. he's still struggling a bit. ]
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You know what happened?
[Back in their world, she means. Yes, he mentioned being aboard the Strahl, but was he aware of his own death?]
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Are you saying that because I'm a stranger, or because I have only one arm? -She didn't sound insulted... but she did sound like she'd been asked this sort of thing before.-
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I assure you, I would ask the very same of any other companion.
[ regardless of how many arms they may or may not have. he hopes that part can remain unsaid. ]
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If I fall behind, you have my permission to say something about it, but for the meantime, you should probably just let me do my thing. -Some people weren't exactly comfortable in their guild roles, but Baiken's confidence in her status as Swordmaster came through in that statement pretty plainly.-
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Of course, kupo! I was trained by the famous Assassin Mary Read, kupo~
[She gives her knife a few stabs to show her work. It's...not bad. She doesn't hurt herself at least.]