Test Drive Meme VI

[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, and some helpful Heroes of Light 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 and your rescuers 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. The experienced outworlders who helped pull you from your memories may be able to get you caught up to speed. B. CURTI CENTER The researchers at the Curti Center are pretty used to this right now, though there's still no good explanation for the influx of interdimensional travelers from the Dream Width since earlier this year. "Please step into the lobby for a quick survey. We have just a few routine questions, it's invaluable to our research so we do ask you indulge us..." 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 have offered to permanently house all of the outworlders here. 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 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 productive members of society and helping support the local economy, 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 housing elsewhere in the world. 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. And they say, those that party up will live to party on! J. LOVE IS IN THE AIR All the mistletoe would have come in handy here... As January gives way to February, stores and streets are decked in red, pink, and white. Posters line the Curti Center walls advertising Speed Dating events and offer to send flowers with anonymous or signed letters to outworlders and Curti Center employees - though there is some suspicion that a handful of received were never requested by the sender. Who cares! Some romances need an extra push! For the less adventurous types, the love-o-meters stationed at just about every hallway can predict your romantic (and platonic, if you so wish) future with just 100 gil, or even measure how good a potential match between two people will be. Is there any scientific backing to their calculations? That's not important. K. WILD CARD Feeling inspired to create your own prompt? The power is yours!

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Undyne | Undertale | Inverted Fate AU

[exspeariment]

A

Undyne woke up.

The first thing she saw? Stars. Actual stars.

Her first thought was "what the f***". Her second was, "Wait, where's the human?!"

She shot up and looked around. Her vision was a bit blurry due to just waking up, but the floor, walls, and ceiling appeared to be made out of wood, and there were multiple cots scattered around this place. This was definitely not The Determinator. The people on the cots were of all shapes and sizes. There even appeared to be some humans!

She was definitely not in the Underground.

Everything is fine. Everything is fine.

Everything is not fine.

There was no way to keep her promise anymore. Everyone's hopes and dreams, that's all that mattered.

And now those hopes and dreams would never be fulfilled.

...no.

She wouldn't give up. She couldn't give up.

She needed answers.

She stormed over to the nearest person, who was still blurry in her vision, and tried to summon a spear. She was about to start demanding answers when she realized that the spear didn't appear.

She tried again to summon it. No luck.

She thought, "What the f***."

Did this place take away her ability to use magic? How did that even happen?

Whatever! She could still demand answers, including answers about why her ability to use magic was seemingly gone.

She muttered something about how she will keep her promise no matter what, before turning back to the person she was about to demand answers to, and saying, "Answers. Now."


B

Undyne groaned, bored out of her mind. There was an entire freakin' WORLD out there to explore, and she was stuck here, waiting to answer some questions.

She didn't have time for this! There was the person trying to summon some universe-destroying dragon who needed to be stopped!

And after that, she'd need to find a way to somehow get back home and keep her promise.

She'd keep it. No matter what.

For now though, she had to wait.

She yelled, "NGAAAH! Can't this line move any faster?!"

A

[songbird_slayer]

White Mages were needed most in these situations. Recalling that most were plucked from their worlds in the midst of combat or were... well, dead, Madhuri found it prudent to stick with the more beneficial Asterisk as she loaned any healing or any other line of support to those still recovering on the ship.

This included grumpy fish. So when she gruffly demanded answers immediately, her eyes went wide with wonder.

"Purple. Forty-two. He makes me laugh." Then, with a whirl of her staff, she bestowed a veil of holy magic over the monster, perhaps to mend any minor ills she may still be feeling.

"Now, do you have questions?"

B

[timecrash]

Serge liked to think that he'd figured out how to spot 'problem rescues' while working for the Center. You got them from time to time- people who were naturally just shy of boiling and the sudden upheaval of their world just sent 'em over the edge. They couldn't be blamed, not really. So he decided to try a peace offering to ease tensions.

"Sorry. I know it's a pain, but we're kiiiinda swamped at the moment." He offers an honest smile, and an open hand. "Hiya! I'm Serge- sick coat, by the way."

Answers.

[dreamwidth_account]

What meets Undyne's gaze is a massive monolith of a man, clad in garish yellow armor and gazing down at her with an expression of intense contemplation.

"I have many answers. I am also incapable of reading minds."

A

[time_puppy]

Riolu steps back, smacking into a wall as he looks up at the big fish lady with his back and arms pressed up against it. Wow, she is very intimidating.

"I-I don't know?!" He says.

(Oh no. "The human"? She's definitely after me!)

This isn't the first time someone's gone after him, and he lowers his head, looking at her in the eyes--

(Wait, is that one..?)

(Aagh, worry about that later!)

"I don't know what you're talking about! There's--there's a lot of people here, I'm sure they can answer you!"

He's still disoriented. He's feeling decidedly less heroic right now as he is being yelled at by a fish.

Coppelia | Log Horizon

[farming_bot]

D. Guilds

A guild was not a concept that Coppelia indulged in. However, she was brought along with the tour, following placidly. With her level set to 1, and her status reset, she was at a loss. No longer her status registered as War Cleric, and Kaname's friend list was marked as [Unavailable] along with her other traveling companions.

For once, Coppelia was free to make her own choices.

This led to her asking questions on her end. What was this? What sort of stats did this job carry? How much self sustain does it have? What is the amount of soloing power does it have?

All questions, best suited to things that would be best described as requests from a farming bot.

For that's what she was. A farming bot.

Without Kaname, it was time to choose what to do on her own.

And first of all, that was to decide to how to live.


F. Sidequests

Sidequests meant money, and items.

Items meant money.

And thus, Coppelia decided to do them.

As such, she was handing out fliers, dressed in her standard maid outfit for a restaurant. Give twenty of them by the end of the hour and she would receive a bonus, and a couple of potions she could sell for more gil. Repeat as needed.

It was the perfect cash solution for a starting quest.

Later on, she would be doing a repeatable quest for herb gathering, picking up flowers efficiently for the local alchemist guild, skirting monsters as she stealthed around them and picked up plants and carefully picked up other items and plants as she went.

Nothing was wasted. Everything was picked up, even vendor trash.

Waste not, want not.


J. Love Is In The Air

A holiday event meant profit. And with Coppelia's gold making subroutines in high gear, and no Kaname to tell her no, she was making a mint off reselling chocolate. There was a lot of people who were coming up to her, offering her chocolate, chocolate which she would sell. Flowers were gathered and sold in bundles, bouquets she would know.

What she did with this money? Well, that remained to be seen. It was all meant to pass the time until someone or Kaname came to give her purpose again.


K. Wildcard

have at it!

F

[secondpathoffriendship]

Twilight had taken notice of how Coppelia was acting and opted to follow her. The more she watches, the more she realized what she was doing. “Money making... but it seems so... inefficient.”

She had to figure out what’s going on, sprinting over to her.

“Excuse me!”

Bowser Koopa | Super Mario

[koopacrusher]

A:
Bowser was not unfamiliar with the feel of being on an airship. Still, he was surprised to wake up and find himself on one. Although mysteriously waking up on an airship wasn't the strangest thing that had happened to him, it was disconcerting, to say the least. Bowser immediately began asking whoever the first person unlucky enough to be found by him, "Where the hell am I?!"

B:
"Alright, but let's get through this quickly," Bowser said to those conducting the survey, before he started. He rushed through all the introductory talks as fast as he could. "I got places to be," he said, though he clearly didn't; he had never even known this world existed before then. However, as far as Bowser was concerned, these were a waste of time. He just needed to get out, see this new world, and devise a plan to proceed. With his old world and stomping grounds gone, he'd need to learn, could this world be a new place to carry out his evil plans?

Bowser wasn't particularly happy about his residential options. "I'm a king," he would whine, "And I'm not just sitting and accepting this!" However, after ineffective complaints and annoyance of those in charge of housing, Bowser resigned, accepting the poorer living conditions to those he was used to.

C:
An airship ride. Bowser wasn't new to the use of airships, but still, he had a new world to observe, and gather information on. Lacking his own airship fleets, he was forced to use one owned by an airline, where he spent most of his time looking off the deck, observing the lands below.

E:
Bowser began exploring the lands. Without a clear path or specific goal, Bowser began wandering, going wherever he found himself. Over time, he began wandering the streets of cities, doing whatever he could to get by. Though he had lost his old strengths and powers, his new Jobs and their accompanying strengths were serving him well.

I:
"Showtime!"

A fight. Bowser's new lifestyle inevitably led to such. Bowser finds himself testing his strengths against some monster that's troubling someone who has a few coins to spend. This monster happens to be of considerable strength, against which Bowser is weak but able to put up a fight, one he has a considerable but not substantial chance to win against.

B

[bladeofconquest]

"For what it's worth, Your Majesty, the accommodations here are quite liveable." Standing behind Bowser is a young woman with long, white hair, red eyes, pointed ears, and no footwear of any kind, dressed in a lot of black. "I lived here for two months and found both the rooms, and the company, to be quite welcome. I'm sure you will too." Though granted, this fellow is quite a bit bigger than Corrin is...

"Ah, where are my manners? Forgive me, Your Majesty. I am Princess Corrin of the Royal House of Nohr." She curtsies as courtly etiquette dictates when meeting royalty they are not currently at war with. "'Tis an honour to meet you."

He sounds a bit ill-tempered about the whole thing and Corrin's not sure she can blame him, though admittedly it wouldn't be how she would react to all of this. Indeed, it wasn't at all. But approaching him as fellow royalty might help ease his distemper, at the very least to let him know he wasn't the only one of his station caught up in all of this.

Rimuru Tempest | That Time I Was Reincarnated As A Slime

[paragonroute]

C. Up In the Sky
Perhaps it was weird, retrieving a slime but here he was. Rimuru was sitting at the edge of the airship, basking in the wind tousling his, er, slimy body's hair.

"Boy it's cold out here!" Exclaimed Rimuru loudly as the genderless body walked towards back to the door. Waking up cold and naked was one thing. Waking up naked and alone without powers or Great Sage to answer him? That was another.

Waking up without your Little Mister? That was still mean.

At least they gave him/her pants. And Rimuru wasn't trapped in his slime form right now, otherwise fighting in this world would be a whole lot more dangerous than expected. Especially without predator or any of his slime-y skills.

Sitting down cross-legged, Rimuru sighed. "Great Sage, can't you still hear me?"

An answering NO could be heard, or a lack of a NO answered him, and he sighed. "I guess not."

Flopping back on his back, he said, "I guess I should enjoy the trip. Not every day I get to travel on an airship right out of F*nal F*ntasy."

As he turned over, he said, "I wonder if there's elves in this world too?"


E. Let's Be Adventurers

Rimuru hadn't decided on his powers yet, but he had signed up for a few jobs which he would complete later. He was going over the job requests, checking out what the descriptions were as he picked through them.

"Let's see... find a cat, easy enough. Get three dozen morbol vines from the hedgeroots. Okay. That's fine, that's a C rank quest. Whoa, this one is a S class hunt, how'd that get in here?"

He made a face as he stretched out. "I'd better find someone to help me with these. Better not take them alone."


H. Mog-Net/J. Love Is In The Air

The constant pinging of his iMog made Rimuru look at it again with a sigh. He picked it up and scrolled through it again as his Moogle looked over at it.

"Another group of invites for dinner, Rimuru-sama?" asked Blizzara.

"Yeah, I mean I'm flattered, and I don't mind it. They're all cute girls after all. I just feel like I'm leading them all on?" said Rimuru. "I don't want to be seen as a playboy."

"Nonsense Rimuru-sama. You're a healthy young slime. You should be living it up a little." said Blizzara. "Try to relax a bit more. That cute elf girl is asking you out for lunch."

"Wait really?" Rimuru blushed. "Well, maybe just one meal... wouldn't hurt..."


K. Wild Card

Have at it!

Up in the Sky

[einspine]

Papyrus was minding his own business, but every the curious skeleton, he couldn't help but turn his head at the mention of a Great Sage. And oh, what's this? A surprising amount of genre savviness, too?

It's not long before this cartoonish bag of bones struts on over, cape swishing with each step. "NYEH HEH HEH!!! YOU'LL FIND THAT THERE'S A WIDE ASSORTMENT OF CREATURES HERE! I'M LIVING PROOF OF THAT. AND YES, I MEAN LIVING AND NOT UNDEAD. I WAS BORN A SKELETON."

That was often a point of confusion, so best to clarify!

Futaba Sakura | Persona 5

[hermitablefoe]

A) Arrival.

At first, Futaba assumed this was all a dream. But it couldn't be, it all felt far too real. Outlandish, but... real. Looking out the window, she immediately noticed that she was not anywhere near home. There were stars as far as the eye can see, with no land in sight. Taking a look around the room, she was shocked to see that it was almost entirely wooden, and there were multiple other cots with other people in them. This was starting to get a bit unsettling, maybe she should call for hel-

..but her phone wasn't there. Her expression widened, panic beginning to set in. She was in a place full of people she didn't recognize, without any way to contact home. This was bad, very very bad. Anyone who happened to see her would very clearly notice her anxiety, as she sat down on the cot, curling up into a ball. It felt like her heart was going to pop.

B) Curiti Center.

Futaba still could not believe the situation she was in. It was just so surreal. While filling out the routine survey, her handwriting was noticeably shaky. Partially because she was anxious, and also... well, she didn't really write much. She preferred typing, it was quicker and way more convenient. As she finished it, she took the various maps and such of the region and just stuck with the guide to the neighborhood, though she kept a distance between herself and everyone else. Hopefully, she could come across a familiar face, but she doubted it. What are the chances someone else got roped into this mess alongside her?

B

[cureofmanyworlds]

Nozomi blinked as she took sight of Futaba. Wasn’t she here earlier? Maybe she’s back. She didn’t know her outside of one communication, but...!

“Um, excuse me?!” She called out to the red head.

Selphie Tilmitt | Final Fantasy VIII | CRAU

[boomchucka]

B - Curti Centre

Waking up in strange places wasn’t a new concept for Selphie. In fact, it’s not even her first time engaging in the process. She waved politely to the Curti Centre staff when they approached and assured them that she was fine. She didn’t need to see the doctor or be examined like before. As she wandered around the Curti Centre, she began searching for familiar faces amongst the new arrivals or even her Moogle partner.

She knew that the chances of finding old friends were slim, but it wasn’t in her nature to give up on others. She didn’t know how long she’d been gone for as a thought came to mind. If she could find anyone, she could start gathering information. If she could get her hands on an iMog, then she could reach out over the network to find out who was still around. There were a million things on the brunette’s mind as she glanced toward the exit of the building.

The only thing that was truly stopping her from going outside was the distinct drop in temperature from her last stay. Just how long had she been gone?

F – Sidequests

Given that Selphie wasn’t armed, couldn’t handle a battle without sufficient gear and was particularly strapped for Gil, that left only one option. A side job could earn her a quick Gil or twenty. She read every request on the board carefully before settling on one that wouldn’t take her out of the city. She’ll do her best to run errands, deliver letters or locate a lost kitten or puppy. She would do whatever anybody asked to leave a good impression.

“Hmmmm, which one to choose…?” She questioned thoughtfully as she tapped her chin with her fingers.

H – Mognet

With her faithful partner by her side, Selphie set about to finding out who was still around from when she’d first arrived.

Or… anybody that she knew, truthfully.

It was’t long before a curious, but familiar face graced Mognet for the first time in many moons.

“Hey, it’s Selphie! Uh…”

She grinned sheepishly at the camera before a small white paw gently smacked Selphie’s elbow. She frowned lightly at the cause of the off-screen abuse with a downward glance before she brought her attention back to the camera.

“Could someone fill me in on what I’ve missed? Besides the obvious, mind you.”

The young woman smiled warmly eventually.

K - Wildcard

Choose your own adventure?

H

[immortalmarshal]

Cor blinks. And blinks again. Is that really...?

It is. It's actually Selphie, all too cheerful and everything.

"...we're trying to find and stop the person trying to summon the Draconian. We got weird holiday spirits showing the best and the worst of our past to people. And where the fuck have you been?" He's happy to have her back. Really.

Atem ☆ Yu-Gi-Oh! DM

[puzzlingly]

c. the sky is the limit

「It wasn't like anything he had experienced before. For sure he had traveled in an helicopters and planes but, this was vastly different. The Airships in this place weren't like the ones he was used to, they reminded him more of a boat, a flying boat, he could just be at the deck looking at the sky and observing the far away land below them. It was new and exciting.」

Look, partner, that city over there, we could go there next--

「 He stops himself abruptly, turning his head at his side as if he had seen a ghost, but no, it is the lack of the ghost beside him which is the terrifying part. It takes him but a moment to compose himself, a silent sigh, a small smirk and a shake of head and he's looking at the skyline again.

Ah... Right, he forgot, he's alone. It's going to take a few to get used to it.」

g. unemployed forever

「Atem needs a job, an additional one at any rate, there is no harm in earning a little more, after all he's kind of alone and can only rely on himself at the moment. That's a new one in its entirely. For sure he can make new friends (or even hopefully wait for his own to show...) but that will come along the way. For the while he is immersed reading his iMog at the inn's diner as he weighs his options.」

Hmm, Triple Triad Pro League...

「He could do it, right? He might not be the King of Games here, but it didn't mean he couldn't be again.」

Wait, what is Blitzball...? 「Yep, someone hopefully did not hear that blasphemy.」

i. cue battle music

Atem held his Astrolabe effortlessly over his hand, the globe floating magically, at this point it's not even the weirdest thing that the teen had seen so far, in fact, the artifact was very much like a magical Duel Disk — he was sure that Kaiba would have his head if he ever heard him comparing the two, but that hardly is what is in Atem's mind at the moment, before him was the reason why he hadn't encountered any other kind of monster in his path.

A hamster.

He read about them, of course he did, but he's still not a believer, it's a hamster for Ra's sake! He's about to find out if it's all a joke or if his days at this place were going to be cut short.

It's so fluffy he's going to die.

Literally.

Help? Anyone?

unemployment line

[masqueraid]

( if we were giving out titles, then ren could be considered something of the king of part time jobs. maybe the jester? nah— it wasn't quite as fitting as joker and as a delinquent he had no place among kings.

as he delivered the simple meal to atem's table, there's a cheerful— )

Here you are.

( to go along with the pleasant smile he offers, too.
and being the sneak he couldn't stop himself from being, well... one glance at that slate tells him a lot. )

I couldn't help but overhear— are you a fan of Triple Triad?

Estelle Heurassein | Tales Of Vesperia (early canon)

[storytellingprincess]

Arrival

Estelle groaned a bit as she started to come to. She felt just a little dizzy, trying to get her bearings straight. However, as she did, she realized something wasn’t right - this wasn’t the palace. Heck, she wasn’t even in Zaphias anymore.

“Wh-where?!” She said, panicked. “Yuri? Repede?” She quickly got off the bed - big mistake, losing her balance as she did. “Oh...”

Up In The Sky

“Wow! This is amazing!” Estelle couldn’t help but just enjoy herself. The Airship she had gotten a ride on was an amazing feeling to her. After spending so time locked away in the castle, it was so exciting.

“This is so great! I can see almost everything up here!”

Random Encounter

Random Monster fight? Random Monster fight. Of course, Estelle wasn’t your standard damsel in distress. Armed with the Paladin job, the princess faced down the beast with a determined look on her face.

“Don’t underestimate me just because of who I am...” she muttered, raising her blade up, shield at her side.

Love is in the Air

Estelle couldn’t help but be amused by the strange holiday that was being celebrated here. The use of such colors and the romantic connotations were adorable.

What wasn’t funny was the sudden invasion of letters from outsiders.

“Um, excuse me, Mr. Moogle, but, is there a way I can do something else with these letters?” She asked, only for the Moogle to high-tail it. “Wait...!”

Love Is In the Air

[paragonroute]

Rimuru was carrying his own pile of letters when he nearly collided with Estelle, sending letters flying everywhere. With a yelp, he almost threw them into the air and almost scattered them. "Whoa! Sorry about that! Are you okay? I wasn't looking where I was going!"

The girl was cute, definitely. She reminded him a lot of Shuna just by appearance alone.

Riolu (Rin) | Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Explorers of Sky | OU

[time_puppy]

A. RETRIEVAL

Ontop of a white bed, a riolu slowly stirs, sitting up as he puts a paw against his head. Everything feels fuzzy... the least of which is himself.

(Still a pokemon, huh...?)

"Mnh.." He says quietly. He winces at the light, and rubs his eyes before opening them wider to take in his surroundings. This place is... definitely not what he was expecting to see.

(The last thing I remember... that's right. We saved Dialga. We were walking to the rainbow stoneship, and then...)

He closes his eyes again, putting a hand against his chest as he turns his head down.

(Then... I vanished. I saw all the light surrounding me, and...)

The riolu is silent, just keeping his head where it is for a few moments before he slowly turns to the person next to him, seeing that he's not the only one here.

"Are we... dead?" He asks, an expression of pure confusion on his face.


B. CURTI CENTER

It's so... strange here. He's just surprised to see that humans are running around here--not even just that, but actually interacting with him, too. That can't be a first, but... when they were there in the future before, he never met any other than himself.

(Humans, huh... I wonder if they could turn me back. They seem to have a lot of... really complicated-looking medical equipment.)

He exhales slowly through his nose, and leans down on the bed, looking down at the sensors on his chest.

(Not that I... even remember what it's like to be human anymore.)

(Maybe it's not worth the effort. I guess I should just be grateful I'm somehow still alive...)

(But.. where am I? I don't know anyone here. That's not surprising, but it doesn't look like it's the past... And we changed the future. So...!)

Suddenly the riolu jolts to attention. He turns on the bed, looking over at you.

"Ah! Excuse me! What year is this?"


C. UP IN THE SKY

Riolu stands on a box, the only way that he found he was able to see over the railing without significant risk of falling off. The wind blows his ears back, but the blue canine seems to have something on his mind, leaning his head down against his arms, an expression almost of sadness on his face. It's not the first time he's been alone before, but...

(...I sure do miss him.)

"Seeing sights this pretty... it's just not the same without someone to see it with."

Oops. Did he say that last one out loud? Maybe he kind of mumbled it. Or maybe your instincts are to address the nostalgic puppy leaning his head out of the airship for another reason.


F. SIDEQUESTS

It's a bright and early sunny morning as you approach the quest board. This time, however, you notice something a little off. The board, normally near-overflowing with requests pinned up on it, has been stripped almost three-quarters bare. Looking over, you at last see the cause: an exceptionally small dog-like creature walking away, his arms overflowing with an entire stack of notices.

Or maybe you're not such an early bird, and had to be directed towards the riolu sitting on a bench, arranging notice sheets for some manner of reason.


K. WILD CARD

Aaaanything at all hit him uuuup

c.

[puzzlingly]

It's been really hard not to send glances at the dog-like creature, he's not even going to lie, it's also been a little terapheutic. It's almost cute frame takes Atem's mind away from the very same the other seems to be suffering of. He can't help but catch what he says, also noticing that he speaks! It shouldn't be surprising at this point, truth to be told, if anything it encourages Atem to approach a little, he's also missing someone dearly.

"It's not." Atem mutters as he leans on the railing at a somewhat near distance.

"It's strange how the very same scenery would look more pleasant if a friend was with you."

Yuki'to Blaire | FFXIV | OC

[purreptitious]

[D.]

The Magitek Knight Guild, where steam and sorcery ooze from all corners of the structure. Within, ride armor and suits await the moment their members call upon them in battle, with other more simple designs waiting in the wings for interested parties to give the Asterisk a try before they sign up.

The minute he slid into a suit and flexed the joints, wiggled his body to see how it all fit, Yuki'to was sold. He'd seen other Guilds, certainly, but this was the first one that truly sang his song next to Gunslinger. And Catmancer was almost offensive.

He turned to the nearest figure giving the suit a try, and with a pivot slid neatly in a stance that tipped the loaner gunblade at the ready.

What better way to test the job out than with a spar?


[G.]

Wrench. Hammer. Screwdriver. Wrench. Hammer. Screwdriver. Now, a pistol. No, two pistols! They flew in arcs, figure eights, expertly caught and tossed again into the mix. One blue eye and one green eye kept watch over them all until they reached the perfect rhythm, allowing the juggler to pull his attention outward.

Ears high. Smiles, now. You had to look approachable to potential clients. Mind the fangs, his people had some serious chompers. He even stood on one boot sometimes, adding some sort of flair to the stunt in the hopes that today would be the day he'd earn some extra pay and stop getting yelled at by his inter-dimensional benefactors.

If that didn't catch the eye, perhaps the hastily-scribbled sign planted next to his feet did:

Hi! I'm Yuki'to,
Machinist for Hire!

Good with tools, good with guns.
Can fix appliances, magitek,
or marauding voidsent!

Fees negotiable! =)

D

[pishirogane]

The other pilot present to help out with any sparring seemed a bit preoccupied, touching up the rider armor with their back facing Yuki'to, mumbling something about new arrivals messing with it and then leaving before overseeing repairs...

"... One moment. Continue warming up."

Quite aware someone was there waiting though, but they set aside their current tool for a wrench to finish getting this joint fixed.

Miles Morales | Into the Spider-Verse

[yourethesunflower]

A. Retrieval
[Miles wakes slowly, a distant mechanical hum tugging at the edge of his hearing. He grumbles a little, turning over and pulling the pillow over his head in an attempt to block it out, get just a few more minutes of sleep. But the noise persists, and as his brain begins to kick into gear for real he realizes there's noises missing too. There's no distant sound of the city, not even a single car honking in what should be busy, bustling Brooklyn.]

[With that observation, he notices other things too. Like the fact that he apparently went to sleep fully dressed, right down to his shoes, or the fact that this isn't his bed— and it's this realization that makes him leap to his feet in an instant, scrambling back against the wall in an attempt to get to a more strategic position. But the leap doesn't carry him as far as he expects, his hands and feet don't grip the way they should, and he just ends up falling backwards on his ass in a panicked tangle of limbs. Though, that might be for the best, considering he's not in costume...]

[His eyes meet the first person around and he scrambles back to his feet.]

"Wh-where am I?!"

B. Curti Center
[It took a bit to sink in, but Miles thinks he's got a handle on the situation. Alternate dimension. No powers. Need to save the world. Standard Spider-Man stakes, you get used to it. Well, maybe he hasn't had a whole lot of time to get used to it himself... but he will! He dealt with weirder right when he was just starting, this is nothing.]

[However, it's one thing to tell himself this, and another actually putting that into practice. He's flipping nervously through pamphlets in the middle of a waiting room, chewing on his lip and humming quietly in an attempt to calm down.]

"...You'd think the people who know this information is important would organize it better."

B

[chatwithdeath]

[New arrivals meant more check-ups which meant it was time for more doctors to be called in to the Curti Center temporarily. It really wasn't hard to pick out the new arrivals either since they either tried to act like they weren't anywhere new or were asking questions. Preferably, all of them would do the latter, but people could be stubborn.]

Depends on what you want to know first...

[At least this kid gets it.]

Hector | Castlevania (Netflix)

[petcromancer]

Random Encounter

[Isaac might be able to use his Forge Master powers to devastating effects in a fight, but it's not Hector's focus. He cares about his work.

So as he goes out to collect...work materials, he doesn't use his Necromancer asterisk. Instead, he sticks with Puppet Master. It's a point of pride, seeing what his pets can do.]

Are those...zombies? [A small horde shambles in his direction.] Perfect. I've been wanting to see this world's undead.

[They don't seem like anything impressive, but Hector's sure he can put their parts to better use.]

Love is in the Air

Ridiculous. [Hector scoffs at the decorations and the matchmaking fliers.]

There's already more humans than needed around here. The last thing this world needs is for them to pair off and make more.

[So no, Hector's not going to be ponying up the 100 gil to find his destined soulmate.]

Wild Card

[Got another idea? HMU.]

Love is in the Air

[einspine]

[Gasp!!! A naysayer in the wonderful world of love? Say it ain't so! Well, here's one cartoony looking skeleton heading over with eye sockets wide in shock.]

I DON'T SEE WHAT'S SO BAD ABOUT HUMANS, BUT EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEM... WHICH WOULD BE WEIRD, SINCE YOU ARE ONE, THERE ARE MANY OTHER SPECIES HERE! EVEN I, A HANDSOME SKELETON, HAVE FOUND LOVE WITH A BEAUTIFUL AND WONDERFUL TIEFLING!

LOVE TAKES MANY FORMS!!!

[And love is... maybe not blind, but very flexible!]

Chara Dreammur | Undertale | Story Shift AU | Reapp

[4got10]

A

[And so, they were here again.

Chara wasn't sure they could even remember having left in the first place. The whole situation is, to put it simply, uncanny. It's a bit much, to seemingly relive the same thing again.

In fact, it almost feels like someone might have SAVED and LOADED the whole thing, to relive this. But that's not possible, of course.

At least, it shouldn't be. Not here.

The child walks the retrieval ship a bit, looking it over again. Growing a bit more comfortable as they observe that it isn't exactly the same as it was before. That it's more likely they had been lost, and now they were found again. It's not the most comforting thought, but it is more comforting than the alternative. Chara still isn't overjoyed to be here, either. They keep their hoodie up as they walk, not tightening it and their jacket yet, but trying to keep inside it as much as they can. To obfuscate themselves. There's yet more people here they don't know. More humans. And that will always put them on guard.

Chara slinks around the ship, trying to keep unseen and succeeding most of the time. Sometimes, they fail though. Let their aimless wandering stop to lean against one of the walls. To look out of one of the windows.

Just wondering where the time, and they, had gone.]

E

[Underground spaces had always treated Chara the best, and it was part of the reason the child had taken so easily to Kiddilion. The underground tangle of mazes and illicit contraband may not be the safest place for a child, and it certainly wasn't similar to the Underground from home, but there was a sense of familiarity with it.

It was comfortable, or at least Chara had thought so, and any chance they got to visit the underground city was something they enjoyed.]

Hey, watch your step. It gets a little slick at this point. There's a little underwater spring this way. I don't think many people know about, but I like it. It's a nice place to think.

Or set up a burger stand. There's plenty of water lettuce there. Though I wouldn't really suggest eating that.

J

[The holidays always seem to be pretty wild around these parts. Valentine's isn't exactly Chara's kind of holiday. It seems like it'll probably be a big hit with Frisk. Frisks. The Frisks? What do you call a pair of Frisks, after all.

Regardless, Chara's gotten into the spirit of the thing, setting up a small stand that read "Kising Booth". Chara knew there was supposed to be two s's in kissing, but they really didn't feel like redoing the whole sign for a gag.

After all. They're not going to be the one giving out kisses. That'll actually be the Garland doll they've sat on the counter of the booth. Chara will just be leaning against it, which might not be the best idea since the booth seems to have been made quickly and pretty rickety.]

Today only, only 1000 Gil!

I guarantee, he's the best of the best at kissing. He'll knock you down with it!

A

[koopacrusher]

“Where am I?!” the child would likely have heard while looking through the window, and were they to turn around they would find that the question was directed toward them. They would also find that the asker was a very large and very spiky anthropomorphic turtle.

[nikoofsunlight]

A. RETRIEVAL
“Goodbye, #̶̛͇̩)̴̢̎̍(̸̣̉͋@̵͓̗̌$̶̳͆…”
Niko awakens in their cot.
This wasn’t home. It was cold and damp, there were many strangers around. They were supposed to be home, but clearly isn’t.
(am I still in the...)
(.....the world machine? I don’t remember...)
Tiny bits and pieces of the dream slowly returned to Niko, silhouettes, squares, all very important things, yet nothing stood out quite as much as that phrase. The World Machine. They tried harder to remember, but couldn’t. Niko gave up on the dream, deciding that they needed to find out where they were. A few of the people around Niko were sleeping, and it would be rude to wake them up now. Instead they got up off the cot and approached one of the many large windows. It looked like the night sky, but they could see the stars and-
Planets. Whole other worlds.
They were in space. No doubt about it. It was breathtaking, yet vastly more terrifying. Waking up in a dark area without explanation, with this nagging feeling that they have something important they have to do, the feeling was mysteriously familiar...
As more people begin to awaken, Niko decided that the best option was to ask someone who was already awake. Everybody they observed seemed to get weirder and weirder, and had begun looking like the lost child they are. Niko was beginning to lose hope that they would be able to find answers.

[einspine]

Fortunately, Papyrus took these newbie retrievals very seriously! No doubt, there'd be questions. Fear, confusion, some even angry! Undyne certainly had an... explosive appearance, after all. So he moseyed around, looking for unfamiliar faces, and-

Oh! He perked up at the sight of a small, cat-like child.

"WHY, HELLO THERE!!! YOU MUST BE ONE OF THE NEW ARRIVALS!"

He paused, realizing his appearance might be startling. "OH! AND NO, I AM NOT A ZOMBIE OUT FOR YOUR BRAIN!!!"

Asgore Dreemurr | Undertale

[kingfluffyboy]

B

All in all, apparently Asgore took waking up on a human vessel surprisingly well. And the information that he got fished out of something called a 'dream width' and was now far, far from Home. He'd been an exemplary if dead silent passenger, and remained so as they were summarily shepherded to the Curti Center to be given More Information.

And now there's a very large white and gold furred goat-man standing forlornly in the Curti Center, claws full of pamphlets and an iMog slate, a moogle perched on one pauldron and by the chatter, doing its very best to inform him of what's going on. How much of it is actually getting through those droopy ears and into his head isn't very certain, as he's mostly looking around with the sort of wounded look reserved by kicked puppies and doesn't seem to be paying attention at all.

There's an awful lot of humans here.

A lot of monsters, too. Not as many humans, but enough where they're noticeable. He has one on his shoulder, after all. And the sky above is blue, with clouds and a sun, and ...

Well. Maybe someone will point him in the right direction. 'Right Direction' being 'not blocking the way for other people'.

H

Time passes.

Enough time where he's gotten used to having a working slate, thank you, and has like pretty much everyone else gotten rather reliant on the thing.

Which means when it stops working suddenly, mid watching a broadcast, the king of the Underground frowns slowly, brow furrowing. A few more pokes with a thick claw gets him nowhere. Neither does giving it a shake, or a gentle thump on one knee, and then turning it off and turning it on again.

"Confound it!" Welp, that's all he knows about technology and what to do if it stops working. Defeated by the might of an unexpected moogle strike far away, Asgore makes his way reluctantly to the public boards, hunting for anything that looks like a proper bulletin. "Always in the middle of the news.."

[Got other ideas? I'm good for it! Also, will match format.]

B

[einspine]

That... is a very big, imposing figure. Some might find it intimidating, what with his massive horns, broad shoulders, the pauldrons, the cape, and all that jazz.

Papyrus?

Papyrus goes googly-eyed and makes an abrupt beeline. He'd know those horns anywhere! Even if the attire differs- he'd chalk that up to alternate realities. It's par the course by now, but that doesn't stop him from excitedly shouting, "OH MY GOD, IT'S YOU!!!!"

Bill Cypher | Gravity Falls

[abnormalsoon]

C

[To find oneself someplace new is always disconcerting. Usually, we choose that new place for ourselves, and adapt knowing we have to. To be pulled someplace, to have no choice, is an even more difficult matter. Most people would have difficulty accepting or dealing with the situation. It could lead to withdrawing into onself. Into being quiet, or thoughtful.]

Hey! Hey buddy! Down here!

[Unfortunately, that did not occur to Bill. Once you look down, you find you're looking at a small, golden pyramid man, a single eye near the apex of the pyramid and wearing a dapper top hat. He's leaning against a cane in his small hand as he looks at you.]

Geez louise took you long enough. You paid any less attention you'd probably have wondered right over the side of the ship. Which would be pretty great to see. You ever see someone fall to their death? It's hysterical they're always just like

[And the little triangle man starts waving their arms rapidly, screaming in terror.]

Every time.

But before you do that, think you could give a fella a ride? C'mon, I promise I'll wait at least twenty minutes before I start poking your eyes out!

I

[It wasn't exactly what Bill had in mind when they took the Puppet Master class, but getting to enslave one of the creatures here and ride it around like some kind of forlorn dumb pack mule? Bill can dig that. And the moment it got to replace one of the regular puppets with a monster he had defeated, he took it. The fact that the creature he was using could, ideally, feel pain and terror just made using it so much more fun. The geezard he'd managed to enslave didn't seem like it was the most brilliant thing, but hopefully that just made its confusion and pain at being enslaved a little more bitter and better.

Right now, Bill is just staring down a Tonberry. And doesn't really seem to fully get, or care, about the danger he might be in. If anything, the Tonberry's slow movement is...]

Now this guy? This guy has it down. He knows how much anything matters, which is why he's probably going to actually get to me in about three centuries.

C

[koopacrusher]

Bowser had no clue who that guy on the ground was. All he knew is that Bowser liked him, even though he seemed like the kind of guy Bowser might form an alliance with only to have to betray him later. Unfortunately he had no idea how to get the triangular being onto the ship.

Maul | Star Wars

[last_son_of_dathomir]

Retrieval

"Is it...the Chosen One?" He manages to gasp out as the life begins to leave his body.

His old opponent-perhaps the closest thing he has left to a friend-merely nods silently in assent as he cradles his dying foe.

This, at least, is a comfort, at the end of all things. "He will...avenge us..." He utters with his last breath as the darkness finally overtakes him.

Darkness evermore.

Maul awakens with a gasp. For a moment, he can only stare at the unfamiliar ceiling above him. He is silent for a moment, and his hand instinctively reaches for the wound on his chest; the wound that killed him.

He finds nothing. Not even the feel of a scar. It's impossible, not even a bacta tank could have brought him back from the wound Kenobi dealt him.

This is not his ship, and he can feel someone nearby. Cautiously, he feels at his waist; no lightsaber. Of course it would be taken. No matter; even weaponless, he is still a master of the Dark-

Then the realization hits him; he can no longer feel the Dark Side. He knows the feeling well, of the rage and hate that keeps him anchored to its power; he has lived with it almost his entire life. He knows it missing.

Cut off from the Force, and weaponless. Well, no matter; he still has his savagery.

Maul launches himself from the cot, towards the figure nearby with a snarl of anger. He will have answers, and then they will die.

C

Time has passed. Maul has learned about this world and what drew him here. A "Hero of Light", they have called him. To gain new power, and do battle against a world-ending dragon, to save this world and all other worlds besides.

Well...Maul agrees with the first part. He is weak now, cut off from the Dark Side that has been the source of his power for so long. He must rebuild his strength. As for the rest?

There are plenty of others to deal with this dragon. Maul will be happy to leave them to it. No...this is a new world, and he has a new lease on life; his body has been restored to as it was before his fight on Naboo, and his mind is healed. And there is no Empire here, no Sidious to thwart him, no Kenobi. In short, there is...opportunity.

How ironic, he muses, that it took death to grant him true freedom. There is an underworld here, criminal gangs and syndicates.

He will make them his. He will unite them under his rule or they will fall. And he will have the power that was forever denied him in his own world.

But that must come later.

Normally, one finds their first airship ride a thing of wonder, but this is not the case for Maul. He has flown between stars; an atmospheric craft such as this means nothing to him. Unlike most other new arrivals who find themselves glued to one of the viewports for most of their journey, Maul paces like a caged tiger in the lounge, hands tucked behind his back, a look of annoyance on his face.

"The ships here are too slow." He hisses to himself. If this were Coruscant he could have crossed half of the planet by now on a cruiser of comparable size to this one. And Maul does not have time to waste.

I

Now...this is more like it.

Maul has gained the Jobs of Swordmaster and Ninja; both represent the skills he was best at in his first life. It may be possible to regain his Dark Side powers, but that will come later. First he must gain power of a more conventional sort.

And like all things, true power is gained only through conflict; through battle, and domination. These are things Maul knows well.

Twirling a long, thin blade in his hand, Maul leaps into battle against his foes; a group of "Sahagin", they are called. He strikes down the first one with a [Shooting Star] combo; blood sprays as the disgusting creature falls. But there are more, and they have quickly spread out to surround Maul and those he is currently calling allies in this mission. It looks grim.

Not that you could tell this from Maul, given the grin of savage delight on his face as he stands over his dead foe. He looks like he's having the time of his life.

Mostly because he actually is.

K

Got an idea? Hit me up.

A

[koopacrusher]

Bowser happened to be someone standing near a cot, not quite expecting it’s user to suddenly jump up and try to attack him. Bowser reacts with a punch, and though Bowser detects his arm is weaker than usual, a punch from an 8-foot behemoth like Bowser was still nothing to laugh at.

“What the hell do you want, pal?” Bowser asked, with clear contempt for what had just attacked him.

Papyrus | Undertale (OU)

[battlebodyskeleton95]

Papyrus woke up. This was unusual in itself because Papyrus rarely slept. At least, that’s what he told people. But even more unusual were his surroundings. SANS? he asked, expecting yet another of his space-bending pranks. But it wasn’t, at least, it didn’t seem to be at first glance. Was Papyrus dead? No, that was a morbid thought. Kidnapped? Then again, by who? He was a prestigious Royal Guard... in training. Either way, Captain Undyne would prevent such things, right?

Eventually, Papyrus determined the best way to learn where he was was to ask those around him. HELLO! DO YOU KNOW WHERE WE ARE? He asked, perhaps startling the one he speaks to with his volume.

[Some time later but still technically prompt A...]

Papyrus stood still on the airship, having already learned the news. He was quite a patient monster. The whole Vaikuntha thing was discomforting, but it was nothing The Great Papyrus couldn’t handle. It was just as though he was moving to a new place, albeit this time without Sans. But he couldn’t let that get him him down.

Though Papyrus is lost in thought, someone seems to get his attention. Enthusiastically, he speaks- no, shouts- GREETINGS, KIND STRANGER. IS THERE SOMETHING YOU NEED?

[songbird_slayer]

Rather than 'get his attention', Madhuri did what she always liked to do: Sneak up on her man. As she emerged from another Dimension Door, she was relieved: There he was! She'd been looking all over for him, though she wondered if he was feeling hot... his jacket and goggles had been stowed away somewhere.

Or worse: Some newcomer had snatched them from him or conned him out of them, and he was just too kind to think anything of it. If it was the latter, she needed to... handle it.

Anyway! She hopped up and hugged Papyrus as he greeted her. Stranger...? Is this roleplay? Game faces, now.

"Oh, yes. I'm in need of some companionship. I found a fantastic viewing point and was in search of someone to see the stars with. I think you fit the bill just fine."

Starscream | Transformers DW

[aerospacecommander]

A. RETRIEVAL
[Waking up in a strange place was nothing out of the ordinary for Starscream. It was more like just a tuesday. Not that he enjoyed this sort of thing, but with all the crazy events surrounding him lately, this was practically normal.

At least there was no angry Megatron looming over him but being surrounded by a bunch of organic never was a good thing either. The last time he woke up in a room with them he was under mind control.

Which brought up another point. Was he smaller or the organics here larger?! Either way he didn't like it.]

What in the pit is going on here?

[Oh where was Soundwave when he needed him? He usually knew everything.]

E. LET'S BE ADVENTURERS
[It wasn't that he didn't believe the people who were trying to explain things to him, but rather he just didn't pay attention. They were all babbling about something which he assumed he was unimportant. And this was all just a giant hallucination or something anyway.

It had to be.

Starscream would just have to figure things out on his own. He set off to do just that but got distracted by a strange looking bird thing. He didn't know if it was the former scientist still in him or not but he decided to poke it.

The chocobo of course did not like this at all and pecked at him while flailing it's wings. In a bit of surprise Starscream stumbled backwards.]

You're lucky I don't vaporize you.

[In response the chocobo pecked at him again.]

Blast it! Stop that.

[Yes, he's actually arguing with a bird.]

K. WILD CARD
[Hit me up with anything else.]

E

[legalcy]

If you harm the chocobo, you can be arrested on the charge of animal cruelty. [It's not certain, depending on the nature of Starscream's actions, but Ultra Magnus has to warn this Starscream from another universe. It's his duty to ensure the peace. And although he also wore the Decepticon brand, he could not judge him based on the actions from the version Magnus knew.

So far, he didn't see many differences between the two.]

The natives are quite attached to these birds. Insulting them is paramount to cultural offense.

Misaki Okusawa | BanG Dream!

[idontcarebear]

retrieval
Disoriented is selling it too thin. Misaki has been thrown a lot of curveballs, but this is really something else. Actually, she isn't really convinced this is real at first. It could be one of the Suits' elaborate schemes to fulfill one of Kokoro's countless offhand whims -- although they usually give her a heads up... And she doesn't even have her costume here. No, after a few prolonged and bewildered moments, this seems unsettlingly real to her.

Oh, god. What does she do now? It's weird, usually the last thing she wants in a stressful situation is to deal with her weird bandmates, but at least then she'd have a situation to take care of. She'd have some kind of direction. Without them, she feels...weirdly paralyzed. This is a lot.

let's be adventurers
Whosever idea this was, it was almost definitely not Misaki's. The last thing she wants to be doing while stranded in another world is exploring lands that are almost definitely dangerous. No, she'd like to be sitting somewhere quiet where she can get her bearings and figure out where to go from here. Maybe a nap is also in order. This is already very tiring. And yet, here she is, out and adventuring about. She does not look like she is having a great time.

get a job
Money. That's the first thing she has to worry about, she decides. No money means no food, no shelter, so before long Misaki is scrolling through the job listings on her iMog slate with a frown and a little furrow in her brow. A few part-time gigs can't possibly be any harder than what she's been doing for the last...while. Some of them are even refreshingly mundane.

"A coffee shop wouldn't be so bad," she mutters to herself, thinking aloud. "Not that I've ever worked in food service, but if Kanon-san can do it...oh, hey. The item shop needs help. That sounds like a pretty uneventful job."

Adventurers

[bladeofconquest]

"Um, excuse me?"

Misaki's attention is drawn by a silver-haired, pointy-eared woman in black armour, a tattered cape, and a sword glowing with dark energy in her hand. It might look intimidating if not for the friendly smile on her face. "You look a little lost, friend. Can I offer my assistance?"

M!Corrin (Kamui) | Fire Emblem Fates: Birthright

[bladeofbirthright]

B

Fortunately, the ride over here on the airship has given him enough time to collect himself and work on some good old fashioned surveillance. Kaze and Saizo would give him endless grief if he forgot that basic principle, so Kamui is putting in the effort to answer the workers' questions and learn what he can. As much as he'd like to learn about other worlds and realms, he has to prioritize Vaikuntha. It helps to know as much as one can about an area, make it as familiar as possible and all that.

That means he's going about carrying a pile of books and pamphlets to dig through and see what he can learn about this world and its customs. He may have taken on a bit more than he can handle in all of his excitement, but he's managing well enough so far!

“So many cities, so many customs! I'd hate to miss the smallest detail and wind up offending someone...”

D

Asterisks sure are interesting. After reading up on as much as he could, Kamui's making the effort to visit a few guilds that caught his attention. Swordsmaster is something familiar to him, as are Ninjas. Geomancers look as if they expand upon a royal's control over Dragon Veins, so he can't ignore this one. This is going to be a tough decision, but thankfully, far from the toughest decision of his life.

While he's visiting these guilds, there's definitely one he wants to visit: the Tactician's Guild. Now there's a role he's familiar with! Surely, he can share some of his experiences there, learn of others' tales and everyone present becomes more knowledgeable for it! Hopefully no one minds his enthusiasm the entire time, especially once the Tacticians whip out the strategy board games.

“Impressive move! But you've left your Western battalion wide open for my troops to advance. Their lives will be spared if you agree to surrender.”

J

Everything's so festive! The myriad of hearts and decorations already give Kamui feelings of home and that's before considering the matching colors. It's all taking him back to Hoshido...but that's exactly the problem. Memories of home start hitting him and suddenly he's not so sure if he should be out and about like this. Then again, Ryoma and the others would be disappointed in him if he let grief stop him from enjoying himself.

At the same time, everything seems...romance themed. There's many gift exchanges and love in the air...it's like dedicating an entire day to show others what it's like to be Kaze. He'd probably hate it and that makes him laugh. Kamui may not be available, but he's still fascinated with these fortune telling machines. He's familiar with diviners, so there must be truth to this right? He's curious enough to ask the first person he sees.

“Excuse me. My name is Kamui; if you have a moment, I would like to test my relationship with you!”

Honey no.

B. Edgelord vs. Weeaboo

[bladeofconquest]

"Oh, um, hello!" A cheerful female voice asks. "Do you need some help there? Here, let me just-" With a grunt, Corrin takes some of the books from the pile. It lightens the load, though not quite enough for the two to get a clear look at each other.

"Where are we taking these?" She asks. My, but this one is intent on doing his research; part of Corrin can't help but feel she should have been so diligent when she first arrived. "Cafeteria's not far, good place to study if you want."