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cosmoooc2015-09-28 11:25 pm
stigematize) wrote in 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 forcosmographia, 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.
Clearly, you’ll just have to make the best of it.
How this works:
☆ This is a test drive for
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.
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"Remodeled. I have a friend that's really into that kind of thing. These -" there's a pause as she taps one horn "- are Gems. It's kind of...you? Your mind is in there, and your body is out here, and they kind of work together now."
Raspberyl looks pleased. He's asking questions! He's engaging with the class material! SHE IS SUCH AN AMAZING TEACHER.
"Well, like I said, I'm Raspberyl! I'm a demon from the Nether Institute Evil Academy, and one of the only demons to ever graduate from there. I was the main heroine of Disgaea 3, but there's been three more games since then, so aside from cameo duties I mainly just teach classes now. I've never heard of something called Sgrub, so I can't tell you if this is a session of it or not."
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"Slow down, would you? I can't keep up with this much horseshit at once," he protests, rubbing a hand at a temple that's already threatening a headache. "The gem thing makes no sense, demons are supposed to have feathery wings instead of those things and horns, and I've never heard of a Disgaea. But the gem thing--" He transfers his hand to the bloodstone peeking through his shirt. "You're talking about this?"
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"That's right. You'll die for real if that gets cracked, so don't let that happen, okay? And it's angels that have feathery wings, not demons. And not all demons have wings in the first place."
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Then gesturing at his chest, he adds, "And that doesn't explain this any better! How is cracking a gem supposed to kill me? Why is this suddenly embedded in my flesh? I didn't ask for this! Is there a secret sign-the-dotted-line contract my prongs brushed past on the way through the creepily specific hole I passed through on the way here?" He near jolts off the chair as the memory strikes him. "And what the fresh, tentacled fuck was that about? Why was that there? Why was it shaped like me?!"
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Beryl walks over to the Heart and gestures invitingly at it.
"All you have to do is touch this, or we can keep trading questions back and forth for the next few hours."
That's not even a hint of sarcasm as she says this.
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But she's moving on anyway, gesturing to the... the big, shiny rock. Irritation rolls back to make way for apprehension, settling into a frown and the set of his eyes.
"Why should I? I don't even know what that is. Why is it glowing like that?"
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He rises from the chair.
"Okay, nope, I'm out of here. Listen, Raspberry or whatever it was, you can keep your angel-demon qualms and light-up rocks to yourself, because I'm out. I'll find my answers elsewhere and we'll both be the merrier for it." Waving over a shoulder, he turns to look for the door. "I'll shoo the next idiot I see your way and you can have fun shoveling nonsense at him. You happy?"
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Raspberyl levels a dramatic finger at him.
"But first, tell me your blood type!"
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"Excuse me? What do you want to know my blood for?"
He wonders, are there other trolls here? Have they gone talking about it? What if demons have their own hemocaste system? It took him years to settle down about it among his friends when none of them cared anymore, and it's far too easy to fall back into the old fear.
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"Whatever a blood drive is, I want no part of it. 'Type O' means nothing to me, and we're different species, so how is our blood supposed to be compatible?" He may be edging his feet back, slow but steady, toward the door. "I'm a troll. We both might have horns, but I sure as fuck don't have wings, and if I did they wouldn't look like that. I'm not even a mammal, and I can promise already that humans aren't going to benefit from me."