Cosmographia Monster/Event Journal ([personal profile] stigematize) wrote in [community profile] cosmoooc2015-03-22 10:30 am
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TEST DRIVE

Maybe you've been here for a while, or maybe you just got here. Either way, you're all in the same situation - you've been turned into a magical gemstone and stranded in a foreign world! And all you've been left with is the clothes on your back, stripped of all powers except one.

Clearly, you’ll just have to make the best of it.

How this works:

☆ This is a test drive for [community profile] cosmographia, which means you should get a little familiar with the setting and premise.

☆ Otherwise, this is just meant to help you feel out how you may play and serves mainly as a chill interest gathering and get together kind of post! No app necessary, and you don't need to play in this post to apply - or vice versa.

☆ Everybody is welcome! There are no character limitations; pg au oc canon pigeon whatever. Just toss up a topcomment and/or jump any threads that pique your interest.

☆ Rules-wise: Be cool to yourself and others, and keep in mind the other game rules too.

☆ If you do apply to the game and are accepted, and you want to keep the CR, you may so long as what you did isn't setting breaking and everyone involved agrees.


YOUR OPTIONS:

☆ You find yourself in the Heart of a ruined temple. There is a large glowing gem that thrums with some kind of rhythm, and jewels scattered all over the room, kept in strange bubbles. At the very least, touching the large gem will give you a standard info-dump, but some of you might be a little cautious about touching weird luminescent gems. Good thing that there are other people there too!

☆ Or perhaps you already know everything there is to know, and are there in the Heart of the Ruined Temple to greet new arrivals. Or perhaps you simply had business there already, like storing away a corrupted gem from a monster, when someone new seemingly dropped in from no where.

☆ It's Farmer's Market day in the plaza of Waverly Bay! Perhaps you're there perusing the goods and strike up conversation, or accidentally bump into someone and get to know them that way. It's a fairly standard day.

☆ There's an event! You don't really know what else to call them - missions, perhaps? But something in the temple was triggered, and the glowy Heart gem has something new to "tell" you: If you want a new power, you should try telling other people two truths and a lie. Those who you interact with must try and divine the lie from your statements.

You have no idea how something this simple will get you a power, but hey.
novacharge: (pic#)

coughs into hand this isn't my fault this isn't who you expected

[personal profile] novacharge 2015-03-27 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
( Shepard's been around enough to expect a certain amount of weirdness from the galaxy, but waking up somewhere with a gem in her skin - obsidian, right above where her heart is - has to make her top five. It's covered now by her clothes and her armor but she can still feel the weight of it when she moves.

Getting home had been - is - her priority, but the lack of immediate options means she's having to deal with what this planet can throw at her for now. And apparently 17 ft tall synthetics are the best that it can do. The geth still fresh in her mind when she'd gone to recruit Tali, her hand tightens on the hilt of her pistol. But she doesn't draw it. Not yet at any rate. )


I don't think that's such a great idea.

( Referring to what he's doing with his stone from where she's standing a safe enough distance away, and conveniently near rocks that will give her some amount of cover if things go bad. A little caution never hurt anyone, after all. )
hairsay: (Neutral - Smug)

[personal profile] hairsay 2015-03-27 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Jo doesn't notice the man until he's right up standing in front of her, but when he does, she quirks a tight-lipped grin at him, briefly glimpsing coins raining down.

"You got any songs?" she asks, loosening up a little and allowing the picking of the point of her palm to idle as the one she'd been furiously concentrating over came to an end.
undiagnosed: (a hit with the ladies)

[personal profile] undiagnosed 2015-03-27 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite his usual flawless everything-works-out-for-me luck, Archer is unlucky enough to be hit in the back by one of those jewels kicked around. Somehow, in his daze, he'd managed to initially miss the giant fucking robot.

"Hey! You wanna sto--" he starts, formulating multiple sick burns to yell before it really registers what he's looking at. Oh, boy. "--JESUS CHRIST!"

Smooth.
hairsay: (Neutral - Glare)

[personal profile] hairsay 2015-03-27 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Jo can't help herself, she looks up and manages to get beaned in the eye with a shiny new penny. "Son of a fucker!" she curses, music twanging to a stop as she deals with the sudden pain.

It doesn't take long, at least. She luckily had used the hand which did not contain her pointy gem to slap over her eyeball, which meant that she could use that one to wave up at the massive humanoid. "You know what I'm gonna teach you is how to kick your ass!"
undiagnosed: (a hit with the ladies)

zoom

[personal profile] undiagnosed 2015-03-27 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[he spies that cube in her palm!!]

Yeah, great, why the hell is yours in your palm? [archer gestures to his own palm, devoid of any golden borg cubes] And my rock isn't shit encrusted sugar flakes! It's... resplendent.


[...]


Assbucket.
hairsay: (Neutral - Hrrm)

[personal profile] hairsay 2015-03-27 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jo's glower turns into a full-on glare, jaw gaping for a moment at his muttered curse. She looks down at her palm, which is now facing upright, and she flexes her fingers.]

Assbucket, this is my slapping hand. You wanna test it out?
undiagnosed: (from sun up till the moon on his back)

[personal profile] undiagnosed 2015-03-27 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I... wanna say...

[he makes a 'hmm' sound.]

...Tripped?
glacius: (What are you talking about.)

[personal profile] glacius 2015-03-27 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Right to the point, this one is. The alien appreciates that, his gaze becoming slightly less guarded and a little more open-- though that might be hard to discern, given his lack of mouth, his alien features. Glacius might be inclined to believe that this was just some game the human kicked up out of boredom... but the gesture with the gem embedded into her palm reminds him of where they are, and of their strange circumstances. He's not sure if this is some kind of test or some kind of ritual--or something else entirely-- but he's familiar with customs that aren't meant to be explained completely, so he goes with it easily enough. He nods again--go ahead--and then listens intently.

The alien spends some time thinking on all three statements, slightly tripped up by the mention of a name that has no meaning to him. Was she doing that to hint that the statement was nonsense, or was it supposed to be some other cue? Maybe the latter--he'd been to earth before and while he'd seen both the arctic rims and warmer climates, it didn't sound much like what Jo was describing to him. Then again, as odd as it sounds, there's no way to tell if she's from the same earth that he visited; any amount of poking around would reveal that the influx of other beings now sporting gems around here came from a variety of different universes. Hell, he was one of them. Glacius emits a noise of contemplation, which slips out of gently fluttering gills, and that's when the human drops the third sentiment.

He's startled by the ping of familiarity that he feels ring out at that admittance, and his gaze goes a little bit softer. It's strange, but he knows that one is truth--and maybe after he's done playing along, he can figure out the how. Right now he really has to make a choice. "First and third ones are true. The second is a lie," he responds, folding his arms.
undiagnosed: (the more you see)

[personal profile] undiagnosed 2015-03-27 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
You want to start a fight in a temple full of glowing and quite possibly volatile crystals?

[can crystals even be volatile? fuck if archer knows.]
hairsay: (Neutral - Glare)

[personal profile] hairsay 2015-03-27 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
That's funny, I figured here I was gonna end it.

Anyways, if you can't help shitting your pants over a rip in your shirt you're gonna hate the kind of shit out past that first door there. Mud, up to your tits, things with teeth and "volatile gems" that'll singe your eyebrows right off.

[She might be delighting a little too much in this, but then Jo has been watching how other newly minted gem-folk try to test the temple's boundaries. It's been kind of fun watching the failures.]
justskidding: (hes clearly not alright)

its beautiful anyway

[personal profile] justskidding 2015-03-27 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[He looks up, closing his armor plating after releasing the yellow gem underneath. Looks like his rock picking time is over for now.]

[Skids takes one look at this human's space armor and prominent weaponry and raises both hands.]


If you're some kind of Earth authority, let me just clarify that I was brought here totally against my will, and really, honestly prefer being back with my fellow troublemakers.
justskidding: (the very important drunk skids icon)

[personal profile] justskidding 2015-03-27 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Archer catches his attention via yelling, and Skids looks at him while trying to examine his own back plating.

"Hey - you're a human, right?"

Skids twists a little further, not having much luck brushing over all of it. He eventually decides to go down on one knee and point to his back with a thumb.

"Can you tell me if there's an inhibitor claw anywhere? It looks kind of like a bug. A big gray one. Hard to miss."
Edited (holy shit sorry for all these typos) 2015-03-27 22:46 (UTC)
justskidding: (how does it feel to be used as bait?)

[personal profile] justskidding 2015-03-27 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Whoops.

"I'd take you up on that offer, but I don't think it'd be much of a fair fight."

Hey, this human looked alright if rightfully annoyed. He can joke.

"How about we skip straight to the music lessons?"
undiagnosed: (you can't get your life back)

[personal profile] undiagnosed 2015-03-27 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I can't say I'm a fan of being kidnapped for no immediately apparent reason.

[he snorts.]

Nothing Sterling Archer, secret agent can't handle. Did I mention I'm a secret agent? That's pretty important.
undiagnosed: (a stallion)

[personal profile] undiagnosed 2015-03-27 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jesus Christ." he states again, though less of an expression of shock; this time he's just summing up the general situation.

Not wanting to be crushed by this robot should he slight it, he saunters around back.

"Nope. Looks tick and lice free back here, buddy."
justskidding: (is that a dig at my amnesia?)

[personal profile] justskidding 2015-03-27 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"What - Are you sure?"

Skids gets up. If it wasn't an inhibitor claw, then something else was affecting him here. And that something didn't want him having access to his ludicrous amounts of rockets and guns.

He looks down at Archer - particularly his chest. It was probably rude to comment on the weird, rocky growth, but he couldn't hide his slightly grossed out intrigue.
justbecawsican: (dorkier days)

[personal profile] justbecawsican 2015-03-27 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Some. [This is admitted through his teeth. He's not exactly shy about it, is Bran, but secrets are hard to pry out of him at the best of times. And this is not one of those, really.]

Never played on a banjo before, but I can't think it'd be that different. [Then again it might be, but, well, that's arrogance for you.]

I wouldn't mind borrowing her, but I wouldn't blame you for not wanting to give her up, either. Not that I'd make off with your instrument. [He has more respect for himself, her, AND her banjo than to do that, really.]
novacharge: (Default)

[personal profile] novacharge 2015-03-27 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, not just Earth. ( He gets a small smile for that, and her grip relaxes. He seems aware enough, and not likely to start a fight at the moment. ) Commander Shepard, formerly with the Alliance.

( She's not sure where she fits now - there's Cerberus and her mission and the tenuous reinstatement of her Spectre status. He doesn't seem to recognize her either, which she's both thankful for and unused to.

At least there's not the usual exclamation of "You're alive!" to go with her introduction this time. )
herolegs: (02 Concerned Thought)

Chie Satonaka | Shin Megami Tensei: Persona 4

[personal profile] herolegs 2015-03-28 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
☆ One: New Arrival

[If you're passing through the temple heart, or if you've just fallen into it, you may notice a Japanese schoolgirl sitting cross-legged on the floor! She's hard to miss; her bright green and yellow jacket really draws the eye. It's only been a few minutes since she dropped into the chamber, and she's made a circuit of the room, tentatively tapped the giant gem in the center, and finally plopped down in a corner to find the truth for herself.

She's just pulled off one shoe and sock, and she's carefully examining the smooth piece of moss agate that's embedded in the top of her right foot, running her fingertips around the seam where stone meets (projected) flesh. Her brow is furrowed, and she seems more confused than outright freaked out.]


Huh... I hope this thing doesn't throw off my balance.

------

☆ Two: Truths and a Lie

Hey! [Wherever you may be, that schoolgirl is waving energetically to you, jogging closer until she's close enough to talk casually.] You heard the big gem, right? I dunno what this game has to do with getting new powers, but I'm up for it if you are! So let's see...

[She ticks off the statements on her fingers as she shares them:] I have a pet dog back home... My favorite kung fu movie star is Jackie Chan... Aaaaand me and my friends saved the world once!

[Chie beams innocently, awaiting your response. Be careful; it may sound obvious, but it may also be a trap!]
justskidding: (Default)

[personal profile] justskidding 2015-03-28 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Alright, Shepard - can I call you that? Or are you guys really attached to your titles?

[The question hangs in air for about a split second as he stands up.]

That is an honest question, by the way. We have a guy like that. All about the titles - and the semicolons.

[He didn't know what the Alliance was - humans being involved with anything outside of their home planet is certainly news to him.]
Edited (what a disaster) 2015-03-28 02:15 (UTC)
novacharge: (pic#)

[personal profile] novacharge 2015-03-28 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Shepard is fine, and he sounds like a fun guy to have at parties. ( She'd know. She throws lots of parties while saving the galaxy. ) Sorry for the caution - synthetics and I have a complicated relationship.

( Blah blah she's shot lots of them, the geth helped with a plan that could have destroyed all life in the galaxy. Also: Reapers. )
justskidding: (is that a dig at my amnesia?)

[personal profile] justskidding 2015-03-28 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[""synthetic"]

Cybertronian is a bit of a mouthful, but let's not conflate our species with someone's medical drone, alright? That line of thinking gets ugly pretty fast.

[Just making that totally clear before they move forward.]

So, Shepard, do you know something about these rocks that I don't?
empireofmymind: (neutral chat)

[personal profile] empireofmymind 2015-03-28 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, Ken knows what this is! Two truths and a lie, right? ] Interesting choices. But I think it might not be a dog.

[ He smiles, though he isn't positive. This girl certainly seems energetic enough to do well with an active pet. ]
herolegs: (01 Playful)

[personal profile] herolegs 2015-03-28 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Chie laughs--not mockingly, just playfully, and no doubt confirming Ken's assessment of her energy level.] Nope! His name is Muku. I've got a photo on my cell phone if you wanna see!