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.
redotiertwo: (so this seems bad)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-09 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, he doesn't sound any different than usual, but that could mean anything, really. He's kind of glad the shades are firmly on so he can't fuck up this little reunion with the probably still wary look in his eyes. As soon as he notices the pendant is in sight, he covers it with his claws and pushes it as deeply into his ruff as he can manage.

It's not as if he thinks Bro doesn't care, but...how can you have someone cause your death and not consider it their fault? He shouldn't have any problem laying the blame where it goes, but Davesprite's avoiding the shit out of that topic if he can help it.]


Pretty sure strawberries are the big thing around here, but I guess if they're getting bored of all day every day berry the classic apple pie should score you points. Or you could go full madman and mix the two, but that's probably written down as some sort of blasphemy.
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.
)
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: (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.]
airwalks: (heads green w/ envy but orange w/ pride)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-10 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
You'd make me do all that legwork when I've got the most reliable source right here? Pretty cold, bro.
redotiertwo: (the featheriest of enigmas)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-10 01:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hey, hey, rude. Davesprite brings his arms up in a pacifying kind of gesture.]

I was hired as an encyclopedia on the game. Encyclopedia on birds wasn't in the job description, and as if the legwork wouldn't be a total breeze for you anyway.

[Bro knows most of everything already anyway. He probably already knows a shitload of ironic bird facts or something that he's just not letting on about.]
airwalks: (but this foreign whale just appearified)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-10 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
( A quirk of an eyebrow. )

Think you're misrepresenting my intentions here. I'm not interested in a rundown on all birds in general.

( He kind of asked about you specifically, Davesprite. Ain't no encyclopedias around on that particular subject. )
redotiertwo: (Default)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-11 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Dammit, people asking about him is the worst thing though. Why would you do that and not just take his word that everything is two hundred percent awesome all the time?]

Me? I'm the finest feathery asshole you're ever gonna meet. What else is there to know.

[He breaks eye contact after that one, and flicks some seed out into the flock.]
airwalks: (obey my will or i'll bury you alive)

[personal profile] airwalks 2015-10-11 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
( Not terribly convincing.

He could let it drop.

He's not gonna, though. Sorry, Davesprite, but you're not getting off that easy.
)

You need to work on your delivery.

You been here long?
redotiertwo: (so this seems bad)

[personal profile] redotiertwo 2015-10-11 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Come on, I deliver better than any pizza guy.

[Okay, no, he doesn't, but like hell he's admitting that in this situation, and to Bro. That would be showing weakness, and fuck that.]

Think it's getting to a month now. Time flies when you're having fun and not facing the immediate threat of death around every turn, right.