Cosmographia Monster/Event Journal ([personal profile] stigematize) wrote in [community profile] cosmoooc2015-09-28 11:25 pm
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TEST DRIVE - Part 3

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.

☆ This post will remain open until it begins to approach 5000 comments! Then a new test-drive post will be made.

☆ 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.
pikana: (melia)

hides face

[personal profile] pikana 2015-10-09 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[She's very small and very light. She's good with stealth.]

I do think educating new gems is important, so I take the opportunity to ask if it comes to.

I am Melia Antiqua. Pleased to make your acquaintance, sir.
airwalks: (destroy your desk it's useless now)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
( If that's all there was to it, Dave's head wouldn't be drooping low like a wilting flower in an arctic wasteland.

He's sure he can extract more information with the right leverage. Get to the bottom of this. It wouldn't even be difficult.

But he won't. If Dave isn't ready to tell him yet, then he'll respect that.
)

I'll handle it.

( Simple as. His tone is firm; a this discussion is over. )
airwalks: (you are under my control)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
( Dang. Well ain't she something straight from a fantasy novel. )

Gem, huh.

( He exhales a breath of laughter. )

Been called all sorts o' things before, but that's a first.

Bro Strider.
ironicoolly: (climbing down the molehill)

[personal profile] ironicoolly 2015-10-09 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[His head shoots back up, and he's giving Bro one of those wide-eyed, anxious looks that has confusion written all over it. He likes to think that maybe his shades keep his eyes from being visible, but given how close they're standing it's hard to say for sure. He furrows his brows, and his mouth opens wordlessly.

A few seconds pass. He shuts it again. Protesting won't get him anywhere, and Bro's tone has made that much obvious.]


When?
airwalks: (forget your friends what good are they)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Dunno. Whenever I run into him.

Could be today. Could be weeks from now.

( Don't look at him like that, kid. It won't get you anywhere. )
ironicoolly: than the days of shakespeare (i've better viewers)

[personal profile] ironicoolly 2015-10-09 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, well... That's sort of promising? It sounds like Bro isn't going to go out of his way to look for Shun, at least.]

I'll alchemize up some sort of communication device for you.

[It's a silent plea: keep him updated. Let him know when this is going down.

Please don't just disappear on him one day and leave him wondering whether you're alive or dead.]
airwalks: (suckers filled with words that chide)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Think that just about settles it then. Apple-strawberry pie it is.

( He places a hand to his hip and shifts his body weight to his other foot, giving Davesprite an appraising look.

The kid didn't exactly make it out of the fight scotfree, did he.
)
airwalks: (you are under my control)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
'Kay.

( He knows what Dave's asking, but he's not making any promises. He doesn't trust Dave to not come running if he receives any sort of forewarning that a strife's about to go down.

Davesprite is firsthand proof that the kid's dumb enough to pull a stunt like that.
)
ironicoolly: how you feel (psionically bionically forget)

[personal profile] ironicoolly 2015-10-09 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
[He lets the conversation sit in silence for a good while. Just waiting, hoping against all hopes that Bro will say something else.

It's obvious that Dave's not going to be getting anything else out of him, though. Maybe he could just... find excuses to stick around Bro. Bro doesn't want him involved, so as long as he's around, he can prevent Bro from seeking Shun out on his own.

It does bring up another problem, though: Shun said he'd be keeping tabs on Dave, whether Dave wanted him to or not. If he sticks around Bro all the time, he might just be pushing the date of their meeting forward.

He doesn't know what to do. He feels like he should be apologizing, but he isn't sure how to.]


This conversation sort of went off the rails. My bad. Here you are trying to get all situated in the neighborhood, newest kid on the block, and before you've even had time to get the movers help you carry your brand new bed into your bedroom you find that I'm already there snoozin' on it, and to make matters worse I'm still a bedwetter.
redotiertwo: (Default)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-09 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, if you want to walk that kind of fine line who am I to stop it.

[His feathers start to prickle again at that look, though. He tries to cover it a bit by flicking another bit of dead chip out to the mess of birds still lurking nearby, but that doesn't really do much to hide the gradual lift of his down. Dammit, he hates being a bird.]

Yeah, I'm just as orange and feathery as ever. I know it's a crime to be this attractive and all but you're skirting a little obvious there.

[Oh god, Bro, please baulk at this last-ditch obnoxiousness and get off the topic so he doesn't have to talk about it.]
airwalks: (obey my will or i'll bury you alive)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
( Man, Dave's really letting this whole situation bother him, isn't he?

And maybe Bro'd made things worse by reacting the way he did. Maybe he'd let his anger spill out a little where Dave could see it. Gotta fix that. Gotta show him it isn't a big deal.
)

Don't sweat it. I ain't fussed. Keep the bed, and I'll crash on the futon.

( Leave it to the two of them to only be able to communicate through dumb extended metaphors. )
airwalks: (you are under my control)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Been walking the tightrope my whole life, bro. Solid ground's basically a foreign concept at this point. I don't know if my legs would even know what to do with that much land to step on.

( Well someone sure is desperate to shift his attention away from a certain topic. What a way to do it, though.

He'll be nice and play along, and maybe Davesprite will stop acting so jittery.
)

I was actually thinking more along the lines of "your plumage could use some work." A little preening would go a long way.
redotiertwo: (the featheriest of enigmas)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-09 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Thank fuck. As soon as that level of obvious desperation and weird shit had come out of his mouth he'd been hoping that Bro wouldn't comment on that part of it either. Looks like he's getting unusually lucky here today. Or maybe he's obvious as hell and Bro knows all of it. Not like he's ever been able to tell.]

Come on, man. Plumage is important shit but I can't be expected to be preening one hundred percent of the time when it's breezy out and my feathers are copping it constantly. There's attention to appearance and then there's trying too hard. Besides, chicks always dig the windswept look.

[Still completely linefaced, he rakes back his hair with his talons to emphasise. Clearly he's a chick magnet at all times, regardless of preening intensity.]
airwalks: (but this foreign whale just appearified)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
We talkin' literal chicks here?

( He didn't raise no cradle robber. )
redotiertwo: (are you for real)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-09 12:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bro why. Look at this complete dead stare you're getting now.]

You think a bird could handle all this? Hell, I don't even know if a human could handle all this. But turning into a bird didn't give me an insatiable desire for literal tail-chasing or nest-snatching if that's what you're implying.

[Which he obviously is, he's just going to pretend he isn't.]
airwalks: (you're sailing on the pumpkin tide.)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-09 12:43 pm (UTC)(link)
( Complete dead stare's an improvement from what he was getting before. Looks like his dumb joke did the trick. )

Just making sure.

I'm trying to be a supportive bro here. Showing an interest in your new avian lifestyle.
redotiertwo: (Default)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-09 01:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, alright, this is fine, this conversation is apparently not the kind of trainwreck it could have been. Even if he has to deal with Bro being...Bro and he still feels like shit about literally everything to do with their last meeting, compared to how he thought this was going to go it's practically the fucking foam pit of hard-hitting discourse.]

Okay dude, I think you've probably got some reading to do on shanked crows in that case. Gotta bone up on everything there is to know or I might just leave you in the dust with my fantastical transmogrification shit right here. And then there's the whole sprite bit mixing it up too, so good luck with that.

[The internet here is ass, it's impossible to find anything not totally local on it. And who the hell uses libraries anymore.]
cyan_maid: (Mm-hm!)

[personal profile] cyan_maid 2015-10-09 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Good sir, you don't even know the half of it.]

Because I was wondering something...but if you've got to ask, then you're definitely not the Strider I assumed you were.

[Honestly? Thank goodness it's not Dirk. She just might've smacked him for getting poofed a third time.]

You must be Dave's older brother, then. Right? My name is Jane Crocker, I'm a friend of his.
pikana: (melia)

[personal profile] pikana 2015-10-09 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
You do have a gem. All of us do, when coming into this world.

[She lifts up her fringe to reveal a circle, silvery stone, with small white dots resembling sparkling diamonds.]

Bro Strider... Well, Mr. Strider. You look like you're investigating your surroundings. Shall I take you around? It would be more efficient that way.
spearghetti: (09)

[personal profile] spearghetti 2015-10-09 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's a!!!! Well no. It's not a human. But it's not a monster.

Undyne grins a toothy grin, and puts her hand up I greet the kid.
]

Hey-!! Are you from 'round here?
agent3: (Glance Right)

[personal profile] agent3 2015-10-09 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, it's neither of those things.]

Sort of. [A pause.] You're new?
girl_at_the_window: (Walking talking to myself)

[personal profile] girl_at_the_window 2015-10-09 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Susan is still staring at her hand, her chest heaving]

My hand just set alight, and you call that... cool?

[Her voice is shaking. She clearly disagrees with your assessment, even without fully understanding it]
girl_at_the_window: (I'd be a fool all over again)

[personal profile] girl_at_the_window 2015-10-09 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Susan smiles a little] No hell or murder, then?
cuteandquarky: (the ears)

[personal profile] cuteandquarky 2015-10-09 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Nope! Well, okay, maybe a little... There was a volcano there. It was dormant while I lived there, but I guess that's kind of hell-like?

[Also, her grandfather was technically murdered there, but that's not a detail she normally shares with strangers.]
Edited 2015-10-09 22:13 (UTC)
coneyislandcrazy: (Objection!)

[personal profile] coneyislandcrazy 2015-10-09 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's still giggling]

Well of course I do! I mean...well we should say hot! But then again you didn't get burned didja?

Because I'm betting if you make that fire, you can't get burnt by it!