Test Drive Meme IV

[eternitymods]

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. The other newly-awakened people have no idea how they came to be here, but now's a good time as ever to introduce yourself to the others on the airship and glean what information you can. B. CURTI CENTER The researchers at the Curti Center are not quite so unprepared as last time, but it is still obvious that they are struggling to understand the sudden influx of interdimensional travelers from the Dream Width. "Please step into the lobby for a quick survey. Perhaps there is some common thread we haven't discovered yet..." The staff will do their best to help the off-worlders settle in. They answer the questions they can, write down all proffered information they can about the arrivals' homeworlds, provide maps and pamphlets about Vaikuntha 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, considering they are still housing the previous arrivals here on the island. 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! Is that battle music playing? 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. PUMPKIN SPICE Let us send shivers down your spine. The weather has turned cooler, and with the arrival of autumn comes fall-themed treats, fall fashion, and of course, the beginning of the spookiest holiday season. Even though summer is still newly ended, it is not uncommon to already see people embracing the season in full force. Pumpkins and ghost-moogle decorations begin to appear on porches and in windows, stores offer a pumpkin version of everything, and there is so much orange. It is all good fun in the day time, but there does seem to be a rise of monstrous activity after the sun sets... K. WILD CARD Feeling inspired to create your own prompt? The power is yours!

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lunafreya nox flueret | final fantasy xv

[coincollection]

retrieval;
[She sits on one of the cots, and there’s...so much to take in. The dream - memory - and the reality of her situation had left her feeling disoriented and out of sorts.

But there was no time to stand idle.

She takes a deep breath, ignoring the phantom sensation of a blade through her stomach, and pushes herself up. She looks a mess, even though she carries herself with dignity. There’s a tear up her dress and her hair is coming loose from it’s carefully crafted style, but there’s a confident set to her jaw as she makes her way through the airship hallways.]

up in the sky;

[Another airship, but different from the one she arrived in, and different than those Niflheim preferred. It’s…

It’s a place she finds she rather enjoys being. The view from up high is amazing.

Lunafreya stands on the observation deck, hands folded in front of her as she looks out into the sky. As she notices company, she offers you a quick smile before turning her gaze back out onto the clouds.]

It’s rather amazing, isn’t it?

[This whole place is, even with the danger that’s on the horizon. It’s so different from Eos, even though it’s so similar.

...Maybe she just likes Dragoon jumps, though.]

guilds;

[Not being the Oracle is strange, but it’s...oddly freeing, in a way. She still wants to help people, and heal, but she is no longer tied to the magic of her bloodline. She can learn something new, under her own power and not simply that which she inherited.

And it seems like she can still fit the Tenebrean aesthetic. The white robes are simple but elegant, and Lunafreya has a bemused smile on her face as she looks in a mirror. She looks just like herself.]

psl of the other variety;

[The weather is getting cooler, and Luna finds herself enjoying the change. It’s unexpected, but it’s…

It’s nice, being able to see the seasons change again. It’s something she wasn’t….sure she would get to see, not with what had happened. But! She gets to, and that’s all that matters. There is one downside, however…]

Pardon me, but…

[She’s standing in a small, quaint, cafe, boggling at the sign advertising their new seasonal treats.]

What’s a pumpkin…?

Lord Zedd | Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers | OT

[name_is_zedd]

B) Curti Center

There's sounds of various people looking over the new arrivals and making sure they're in one piece. Of course, not everyone's cooperating. A humanoid figure with absolutely no skin, metal bones adorn his with his eyes replaced with a strange visor. He grabs one of the doctors by his collar.

"P-Please, you must calm down...!" the doctor said.

"Calm?!" the man said. "I am Lord Zedd, the Emperor of Evil! I had victory in my grasp! The Power Rangers were finished and Earth was in my grasp and then you and your friends TOOK IT AWAY!" He tosses the doctor aside. "Either send me back to my world or restore my powers. If you think being around a bunch of goody-two-shoes is going to make me play nice, you have another thing coming!"

E) Let's Be Adventurers

Okay, so perhaps threatening bodily harm is not a good idea. Either way, Zedd's off on his own. And what better place than the Sparks Golsaucia. Perhaps Zedd can win a fortune so he can get something other than what these pathetic places can offer him. Of course, he's not playing fair, snatching a Chocobo Racing betting ticket out of one man's hand.

"You don't need this anymore. I do!" Zedd snapped.

"Hey, man, get your own!" the man began to say before Zedd's taloned fingers pinched his cheeks. "N'er mind! It's yours!"

"Good..." Zedd said, turning back to the races.

G) Get a Job (The other kind)!

"I can't believe this... me, Lord Zedd, reduced to a janitor!"

The emperor was busy sweeping up the streets of a city he randomly picked in his attempt to rebuild his forces. Of course, he was stuck at the very bottom. Granted, it did give him a chance to find out new rumors, so...

...his thoughts were interrupted by a passerby dropping trash on the ground.

"Sorry, Edd..." the man said, causing Zedd to throw down his broom and roar at the man.

"THE NAME IS ZEDD! ZEDD, YOU WASTE OF FLESH! LORD ZEDD!"

I) Random Encounter

The robbers had made a big mistake. They had thought that Zedd would make an easy target - he was too busy ranting and raving about his position that they thought they could rob him. Instead, the two survivors could only stare in shock as their partner slumped to the ground, dead.

"Just because I came from the other world does not mean that I am helpless nor some spineless goody-two-shoe. I am Lord Zedd and when I am done, I will rule this miserable mudball of a planet and make sure people like you are ground beneath my feet. Now, what will you do?"

The two robbers were shaking, but still standing their ground.

Alya Césaire | Miraculous Ladybug

[rougereporter]

[G: Get a Job!]

[It's a normal day and you might be getting a coffee or heading to- or from- your place of employment. Whatever the case, you might be at your most relaxed... were it not for that feeling of prickles along the back of your neck.

Somewhere nearby, you're being watched.

Maybe you turn, and see the last shoe-covered foot disappear into a bush, or maybe you look up from your iMog Slate to see someone slip behind a newspaper and cross their legs as if having their own quiet, merry day. But if you look overhead, you see a very small moogle holding a microphone and a magitek recording device. The moogle squeaks in surprise and hurries to find somewhere to hide.

What was with today, anyway?]


[H: Mognet]

Come on, you run on magic! How can you have zero bars today of all days!?

[Her arms were as high as she could raise them, both hands grasping an iMog Slate as this odd girl hurried along the sidewalks. She would pause every block, lower the slate, then look just a tad frizzier for what appears to be a lack of positive change.]

Every time I've got fresh footage burning a hole in my pocket...!

[Okay, fine, next street. She peered left, right, and then sped across the street in the hopes that maybe the local cafes had their beans together. I mean, it's not like there were towers or anything like that in a place like this, right?]

Olivier Lenheim | Trails Series

[roseinbattle]

retrieval

[This isn't the strangest situation Olivier has ever been in, but it's very close. It takes him a moment to process everything in the video, as well as the words of his own moogle.]

[He's learned well enough by now that in times like these, the only thing he can do is roll with it! He gives his moogle an earnest smile, perhaps remembering his namesake.]

Well, if we don't have a choice, let's make this a fabulous adventure!

guilds

[Anyone who's ever met Olivier should know that under no circumstances should he ever be let within a yalm of the bard's guild.]

[And yet, here he is. In all of his bardic glory.]

[Upon receiving his lute, his first instinct is to hold an impromptu concert. In the guild hall. In the reception area. On top of a table. Without asking guild staff.]

[It takes a few songs for the guild staff to process what's going on, but once they do, they immediately try to get him down. It's not working. Maybe somebody should lend them a hand?]

pumpkin spice

[If it has festival in the name, you can bet that Olivier's interested.]

[For this particular festival, he's decided to dress up as a vampire. The costume he's chosen is admittedly fairly suave, and he pulls it off well. The problem is that he's taken this as an opportunity to approach every girl he meets, and say:]

Excuse me, fair madam, but I was struck by your beauty. Would you indulge me in a drink of your blood?

[Someone stop him.]

up in the sky

[Contrasting his bombastic demeanor literally everywhere else, he's rather solemn as he looks over the railing of the airship, lost in thought. There's a single rose dangling in his hand as he looks below.]

wildcard

[Up to you! Let me know if you'd like to see a prompt added.]

Up in the sky

[holdthatpose]

How sentimental!

[Click! Flash!]

How cooooool!

[Click! Click! Flash!]

I don't really get why, but I guess Olivier is here, anyways! ♡

[It's taken her all of six hours to get another camera in her hands, and she's stepping closer.]

[roseinbattle]

[Olivier's not particularly surprised that Dorothy has a camera already. Thankfully, he's also incredibly photogenic. Once he realizes he's being photographed, he immediately starts posing.]

How's this, mon amie? Are you able to catch the entirety of my sexy physique?

[Is the rose in his mouth? Why is the Rose in his mouth?]

Trails in the Sky SC / Trails of Cold Steel Spoilers because it's Dorothy Hyatt

[holdthatpose]

It's Dorothy, silly! Not Amy!

[Click, click, flash! This time, she doesn't have a small percentage to blind anyone. Dorothy Hyatt, power-nerfed.]

I'm getting everything! The romance of a new sky, the shining railing of a new airship...it's the perfect angle for inaugural photos of the Prince's new adventure!

[Could she yell the word 'Prince' any louder?]

Say Kuuuuuupo! ♡

[roseinbattle]

[He's...not going to respond to that.]

[He is, however, going to strike a few more poses before offering his hand to Dorothy, with a smile that's as wide as it is flashy.]

Hmm, perhaps these pictures are too tame. Surely, your female readers would enjoy it more if the pictures were more risque? I would be more than happy to...

[Before he can finish that sentence, his moogle whacks him on the back of the head with a very large stick. Not on her watch, not today.]

What did I tell you about this, kupo? You're going to behave yourself until we get to the city. And after, too.

[The moogle turns to look at Dorothy.]

Please stop enabling him, kupo.

Nozomi Yumehara | Yes! Pretty Cure 5 (Mayfield and My Little Jamjar CRAU)

[its_decided]

A) Retrieval

How many years has Nozomi been bouncing across universes? Ever since she was created within the computer hellscape that was Mayfield, she's been all over the place. Which is why, when Nozomi wakes up in the cot, there's just a small gasp as she sits up in an unfamiliar place. She shakes her head a bit and chuckles.

"At least I got hands and fingers this time... but, where the heck am I?" she uttered. No sign of the Pokemon she had picked up after she joined her adopted sister in her universe. Perhaps left behind? Maybe someone somewhere wherever she is has answers.

C) Up in the Sky

"Wow...! This is amazing!"

Nozomi had opted to check out the world outside the Curti Center and ride an Airship. And, frankly, for the first time in years, Nozomi felt free. The wind rushing through her hair, passing by so many clouds.

"I never done anything like this before! This is so cool, isn't it?"

D) Guilds

To be quite fair, Nozomi was looking for something different in terms of those combat jobs. Years of being Cure Dream and not being Cure Dream had came with a desire to do other things. To this end, Nozomi opted to try out the Red Mage class. Even after all that time in pink, being in red felt so odd.

"Hee, don't I look dashing? Like some sort of swashbuckler!" Nozomi said, raising her rapier.

F) Sidequests

Extra money meant fun things to see what was on the board. Of course, this saw Nozomi trying out a plethora of jobs just because they exist. You... might want to stop her before she runs off with all of them.

"Hi! Bye! Off to try all of these out!"

I) Random Encounter

Oh, great. Of all the places to get caught up in, Nozomi got stuck here, facing down a tough monster. Of course, things couldn't be so bad, right? She's standing her ground and readying spells at a moment's notice.

"I'm not backing down! If you want those people, come through me!"

K) Wildcard

(OoC: Don't be shy! Come up with an idea or two of your own!)

g.

[zanarkandian]

[Tidus is no stranger to being chased by reporters. It's all part of the game when you're a popular athlete back home, after all. But it's his moogle Zunne, a tiny thing wearing black shades and a scowl, who first notices that something is amiss.]

I think we're being watched.

Huh? What's up, bud?

[Zunne responds with an exasperated grunt and points at a nearby tree. Tidus looks up, finally hears a rustling, and shakes his head. He's not especially worried right now, but he has a spell called up in the back of his mind just in case. He raises his voice for this part:]

Y'know, I don't bite unless you try to bite me first...

Noctis Lucis Caelum | Final Fantasy XV (Unbroken Night AU)

[waywardking]

A. RETRIEVAL

[He'd been asleep. He may have been able to sleep just about anywhere, especially lately, but even he couldn't manage to fall asleep mid-battle, especially against Ardyn. Meaning he either got knocked out or the fight went horribly south and he--

He opened his eyes and was met with the same darkness he'd gotten used to the past couple months and sighed.]

Still alive, I guess.

[That's when he notices the mechanical hum, and to him that meant imperial tech. Was he back in Gralea? Or maybe one of Aranea's dropships? He can feel some sort of cot underneath him and a tap of his boot on the floor told him it was metal. There are other people, too, but he can't recognize any voices no matter how hard he listens.]

B. CURTI CENTER

[He'd been mostly confused when he woke up, now he was confused and grumpy. Less so once he figured out that he wasn't in any danger, but the...whatever they called the welcome center, Curtis? Was even more difficult to navigate than the airship. Someone had pressed a cane into his hand at some point, which he was stubbornly refusing to use properly, mostly just prodding people out of the way with it.

That's probably why he's just managed to trip over a large decorative plant. No one caught that, right?]

G. GUILDS

A robot...moogle?

[He couldn't even see it in his head. Moogles were the fat white fluffy things and robots--well, his mental image was of an MT wearing a moogle costume. It had been set somewhere in front of him and his hand eventually finds it--it's about half his size and feels about what he imagines.]

As long as it's not programmed to take me out while I'm sleeping, I'm fine with whatever it looks like. It's just...weird.

K. WILDCARD

[Don't like any of these prompts? Feel free to start something else!]

Ultra Magnus | Transformers (IDW)

[legalcy]

Curti Center

[Trapped on an organic planet with all communication with Rodimus and the crew completely cut. No emergency transport to Tyrest. Nothing about traveling to other planets. This is his worst nightmare. To make things worse, his armor has shrunk so he's only slightly towering over the other arrivals. It's disorienting, to say the least.

There's something else taken from him...he feels so exposed.

Magnus feels his spark tighten at the endless unanswered questions that must be addressed. Where can he turn to? What book with all the rules can he consult? How is he to make sense of this new universe?

Thankfully, and employee directs him to the pamphelts.

Display after display of small folded pieces of paper describing Jobs, each city, each step in the process of obtaining a Vaikunthan ID card. Yes, this is it. It's so detailed and factual and logical. He picks out a copy of every booklet regardless of the subject's relevance to his situation and sits on the many benches lining the walls, pouring through each.

When someone sits next to him or inquires what he's doing:]

Wouldn't it be more efficient to compile all of this information into one guidebook?

Let's Be Adventurers: Safer Osu

[Most people would be put off by the austere aura of the military city, but not Ultra "fetish for bureaucracy" Magnus, Former Duly Appointed Enforcer of the Tyrest Accord. He might even be smiling as he walks down the main street?]

Isn't this a beautiful place? How can anyone chose to live elsewhere?

Get a Job

[Did you jaywalk? Accidentally litter? Do something slightly offensive? There's a sudden whistle and a large robot running down the street, serious as if he had just witnessed you commit murder, and staring down at you.]

Do you realize what you have done?!

Wildcard

[I'm open to anything!]

Dr. Eggman | Sonic the Hedgehog (games) (Mayfield CRAU)

[destroytheblueone]

B) Curti Center

Another new arrival, another doctor examining said arrival... and the new arrival is not happy with the choice words he had.

"Now you listen here! This isn't fat; it's pure genius! It's gotten me through a lot of trouble and, quite honestly, I like it the way it is! Now, can you tell me just where the blazes I am?!"

D) Guilds

"Oh-ho! Now this looks like something just right up my ally!"

Magitek Knight. This looked so perfect for Dr. Eggman. What better way to rebuild his skills than a job centered around machines? Of course, those outside the doors noticing the rotund scientist is a little wary of him possibly coming in.

E) Let's Be Adventurers!

Well, if saving this ridiculous world is what Eggman needs to do, than he'll do it. Seriously, can't take over a dead world (or dead multiverse) since that's boring. Of course, there's problem of trying to figure out what to do - they weren't given much to work with, sooo...

First stop, though, is a library, where the Eggman is busy reading through books in looking for something to help with this ridiculous mission.

"Urgh, so much of this doesn't make a lick of sense!"

Wei Wuxian | Mo Dao Zu Shi

[ghostmuster]

retrieval.

[The unfamiliar sound of machinery means Wuxian wakes up with the distinct feeling that something's not right. Strange sounds...strange smells? Strange everything, really, where the heck is this place? He bolts up from his cot, staring around in bleary confusion before wandering out the door.

Of course, the rest of the ship is just as strange as the room he'd started in. But more importantly--he gravitates towards the nearest window.]

Wait, stars? How high up are we?

[As a side note, his face is covered in a hideous amount of makeup. Just saying.]

guilds.

[Alright, so he's in this new world, freshly washed and lacking literally all his old abilities. That's...that's fine. Not like he was planning to take back his old title or anything anyway, right? Plus there's all sorts of new things to learn here! Apparently!

He picks up bard immediately, if partially for the free flute. Magic through song sounds pretty close to what he used to do, and the little bit of familiarity is a comfort, he's gotta admit. Catmancer, though....he's curious? He's curious. And it's not like they said you had to stick to just one job....

So now he's standing out here, wearing cat ears and claws, flute still strapped to his waste for some reason while he inspects his brand new weapons - or strikes a pose, if he catches you staring.]

Meow~~ [A laugh.] Think cats will like me more this way?

Serge || Chrono Cross || Native OC

[timecrash]

B. CURTI CENTER
The Curti Center is always chaotic, but today takes the cake. For the blue-haired boy running around in the lobby, it’s a first. Handing out pamphlets, answering questions, occasionally stopping to greet newcomers with a friendly smile and an offered hand. Today, he’s wearing a nametag, pinned hastily to the front of his uniform, identifying him as ‘Serge’.
When stopped, he turns to the individual who flagged him down, grinning widely. “Hey! What can I do for you?”

C. UP IN THE SKY
Serge doesn’t enjoy flying nearly as much as he enjoys sailing, but it’s still relaxing. He’s made a beeline up to the deck, a moogle trailing behind. “Man, it’s been a long time since I’ve been on an airship. I think the last time was when Mom moved.”
“How come the Center gave ya a ticket, anyway? Sen Riqueaux’s a really long way away…”
“I dunno, honestly. They just said I should give the Time Mage’s Guild a visit, and I can’t say for sure why, it just sorta… clicked?”
Mochi snickers. “Dont’cha mean ‘ticked’?”
That earns the furball a playful shove, and before long the conversation has devolved into a heated discussion about where, exactly, they should go when they visit the Empire. “Man, I wish I could’ve gone when that big banquet was going on, that would’ve been great.”
“A big fancy banquet? Knowing your taste in food, you woulda hated everything there.”
“Would not! I love trying stuff, just because I’ve got some favorites other people think is gross-”
“Squid guts are gross.”
“It’s not just squid guts-”
And so it goes, probably loud enough to be overheard by literally everyone else on the forward deck.

K. WILD CARD
It’s a Saturday afternoon, which means that Serge is taking the opportunity to enjoy the beach. There’s a fire going above the high tide line, the pleasant aroma of wood smoke and roasting fish filling the air. He doesn’t even seem to mind when he gets a visitor, waving them right over with a cheerful grin. “Hey! Turns out I caught way more than I needed, you want some?”

Re: Retrieval

[timecrash]

Serge had volunteered to go out on the ship and help with retrieval. These people needed help, badly. The retrievals themselves had been tiring, but now he's one of the people taking stock of the situation, counting heads... but as one of the new Arrivals starts to stir as he's walking by, he can't not stop.
"Uh... hey. Don't freak out, okay? It's probably pretty disorienting, waking up in a place you don't know, buuuut the important thing is you're safe now."

Luuuuuna!

[sonoftenebrae]

Retrieval

[This moment is more than Ravus has dared to hope for. Each Eosian signal picked up in the Dream Width has thus far yielded more Lucians, or objects from their home. Now, rising disheveled from her cot is the one person Ravus has prayed to see again.]

...Lunafreya... [It comes out a hitching whisper. He stumbles forward, hardly believing his eyes.]

Sister. [He longs to embrace her, but he hesitates. He is not sure he deserves to act so familiarly. How was so foolish, for so long, allowing Lunafreya to suffer on her own while he schemed in vain to change their fate.

He extends his hands to take hers, if she will allow it.]

[waywardking]

[He's not freaking out externally, if it makes Serge feel any better.

But he does jump, as he was paying more attention to the other sounds around him and didn't notice the louder voice in front of him. He can't tell where Serge's face is, so he hopes he's looking in the general direction of it.]

Safe from what? Where are we?

Ursula Callistis | Little Witch Academia

[beariot]

[ a - handle bars, and then I let go, let go for anyone ]

-Ursula's eyes were drawn to the portholes, of course, having finally gotten enough faculties to safely walk around without stumbling. Everything still felt so hazy, like she hadn't fully awoken, and maybe the stars could grant her some guidance, as they so often had...

But she found herself truly waking, truly having her consciousness come with her body into this new reality when she realized, looking out into that infinite sky that...

She didn't recognize a single bit of it.-

This really is... another world... -She had no choice but to believe it, now.-

[ b - by flash and thunder fire I'll survive ]

-More than any other of the bits of information she received, all of it being too much and overwhelming for someone who only just arrived, there was one thing that stood out enough for her to suddenly hone her focus on it entirely. Among the housing rosters. A name that caught her eyes immediately, causing her to gasp and drop the pamphlets she'd been holding.-

Amanda O'Neil!

-She immediately reached to grab the nearest person. She'd apologize later, but for the first time since she'd woken up in the Dream Width she had something familiar to track on to.-

Excuse me! Please, hear me out, this girl's name here, do you know her? Have you seen her? Can you tell me where she is?

[ c - a glimpse of heaven ]

-She had to admit, it was good to be back in the air. Something about the wind whipping by gently, standing on the observation deck, set her heart more at ease than it had been since arriving. She really did miss the freedom of the open sky. Even if she hadn't been grounded for long, to be grounded at all still felt so natural. Even here, that curse followed, but the prevalence of airship travel might at least help her feel a little better about it. It certainly was now.

So much so she didn't even notice she was backing into someone, trying to get a better glimpse of the horizon.- O-oh! Sorry! I was kind of spacing out there...

[ d - one shaft of light that shows the way ]

-One would think Astrologian would be a natural fit for her, given her background, but it turned out her rotten luck hadn't really turned around at all. She'd practiced five draws on the Major Arcana already and drew The Spear each time. She'd convinced herself that, in four draws, she'd had to draw something else AT LEAST once. But no. And as she was drawing the sixth, her face told the whole story...-

This can't be happening to me. This really must be karma, I guess... -She really was starting to know how Akko felt. Hoo boy.-

[ wildcard - e through j! ]

-Got an idea for Ursula and any of the other prompts? HMU! Post a wild prompt! A believing heart is your magic!-

Richard Conway - Gunpoint

[defenestraighttomyheart]

RETRIEVAL

…

The sounds of the city echoed in the night, like the howling chorus of a jungle. A concrete jungle.

Wait, no, that didn't really work.

The city construction crew pounds out a beat on the street beneath the feet of-

Okay, that didn't work either.

… Actually, what was that weird sound?

A great gout of steam shot up a distance away, prompting one Richard Conway to awaken. At first, he thought he was still dreaming. Who wakes up in the middle of a zeppelin after 10cc's of ketamine and a Colombo marathon induced binge coma?

Scratch that, he didn't want to know the answer.

He gets up, and feeling a breeze, looks down to find that he is neither wearing his Dropshot trenchcoat nor his Bullfrog pants. This was a problem. He sidles around, sneaking, trying to find someone's pants to, well, appropriate.

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GUILDS

“So, wait.” Richard asks, “There's just a building. Where you can go in, and they'll teach you to be a ninja. It's, like, right in the middle of town and everything. I can't help but feel that this is somewhat against what being a ninja is about, but it's working out for me, so I'm not going to question it.”

Richard Conway steps forth, hands thrust in his pockets, Tark Varentain nipping at his nose and neck. He briefly considered the irony of the fact that he was in the middle of a city where the gunslinger's guild had taken hold. He went from a city where they were outlawing firearms, to one that nearly worshiped them.

He was hoping things would turn out a little better, but somehow he doubted it.

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SIDEQUESTS

It's a quarter to midnight. The docks hum with activity of the illicit kind, while people with too much muscle and too few teeth between them heft and break out into rude banter and lewd shanties.

Richard Conway had been contracted, along some others, to make sure that this particular session of smuggling goes very badly for these band of raiders and nefarious vagabonds.

“Alright, I'm thinking we're going to do this tea party style.” He mutters, starting to get into position behind a building wall. “We go out. We sneak in. We dump their stuff. We get out. Usually there's someone to come up with the plans, but you have me today.” He tilts his head. “Unless you have some other ideas...”



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MOGNET

Richard Conway:

Professional Spy. Amateur Electrician. Weaponized Jerk.

I also do detective work sometimes.

Message for Rates.

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K. WILD CARD


(Let me know anything you'd want to do! I'm flexible!)

[timecrash]

"Oh, crap, the lights." Serge turns to call out to the other staff. "Hey, they're starting to wake up, turn up the lights a little!"
As the overhead lights turn up, slowly, they reveal... a cargo hold, converted to makeshift infirmary. Dozens of cots occupied by sleeping people of varying shapes.

"I mean it's not like you were gonna get hurt out there, I meant safe more in the sense that you're not in danger or anything. We found you floating in the Dream Width, so we got you aboard and we're probably gonna be doing the re-entry thing here in a couple of minutes, so... Oh! Right. I'm Serge, and I'm kind of new here, but I'm here to help any way I can, so if you've got questions I'll answer as much as I can."

He smiles brightly, offering his hand.

No man should have to go pantsless

[timecrash]

Honestly, Serge had felt bad for the guy when he'd seen him brought aboard. It'd be bad enough waking up in this place with no idea of where you were, but without pants? A man shouldn't have to run around with just his boxers.

Of course, by the time he'd run to his locker to grab a spare pair of uniform pants and run back, the offworlder had already, apparently, woken up and run off somewhere. "Ah, crap. Where'd he go...?"

Re: No man should have to go pantsless

[defenestraighttomyheart]

oh god oh no somebody's here quick think of something

He somehow manages to wedge himself in the pipework of the airship, trying desperately to stay out of sight. From within, he yells out. "I really hope you don't take it the wrong way when I say to drop your pants."

[waywardking]

'Dream Width' brings up so many more questions than answers. Namely what the hell is a Dream Width and what was he doing in it? It seems to be minorly dangerous, since he'd been 'saved' from it--Serge's idea of saved, anyway--and there was the word 'Dream' in there, so Noctis figured it might be another dimension of some sort.

Speaking of safety, he actually does feel a little safer since Serge seemed not to recognize who he was or else just didn't care. He seemed a little Prompto-ish.

"Right. Serge. That doesn't tell me where I am...I'm guessing some kinda dropship?"

There's some movement in front of him and he reaches a hand up to try to touch whatever it might be. He must look silly for several seconds as he gropes around before his fingers brush against Serge's hand.

Re: No man should have to go pantsless

[timecrash]

Serge blinks, turning around quizzically to look in the direction of the shout. "Oh, uh. Sure." The pants are set down on the ground, the grayish sort of one-size-fits-all pants that are largely shapeless, slightly wrinkled as though they've been sitting at the bottom of a locker but otherwise clean. "Hey, I'm really sorry and I get that waking up without clothes is... probably not a great start to your day but that's just how you were found, I swear. I keep some spare uniforms in my locker though just in case, so you can have those."
He tries to smile, though he still can't see where the shouting came from. "At least I hope you're the pantsless guy and you're not just some offworlder with a really weird way of introducing yourself."