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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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[He flails them some for emphasis.]
How is any singular part of this, quote, 'not really all that bad'?
CAN WE MAKE THIS HOW THEY MEET CANON IN-GAME THIS IS TOO PERFECT
[Really, now you're just grinding her nerves with the obvious here.]
You could actually be hurting because of the fire, which, from your reaction, is something I highly doubt - and you could be dry, which means no one thought to at least try to help you put the flames out! Because running around in a market full of people flailing them around like an idiot is just so very helpful!!!
YES PLEASE he got the fire power first so it works perfectly
[She spilled her groceries everywhere, didn't she? Karkat reaches down, snaps up something flammable, and look. It's on fire now.]
Look, Jane, no problem at all! How could I never have realized?!
ALSO SORRY I SUDDENLY ADDED YOU ON PLURK i'm just excited for more HS in game
Oh for fuck's sake.
[She throws her own hands into the air. Wow, way to be an adult, asshole.]
Are you in pain right now? Take a second to think about it, because pain is pretty noticeable, and if there isn't pain, I might be able to at least take a guess as to what's going on. Then, take a look around - is anyone making a move to help you out? Besides the girl who should be rightfully afraid of the motivations of any strange troll, but immediately made a move to try and douse the flames instead?
[Is it safe to say they're drawing an audience? They're probably drawing an audience.]
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Says the one whose future self flagrantly murdered me for shitty reasons. But oh no, you're the one who should be wary of my motives, and I should just forgive everything because you doused me with sticky fruit liquid.
So what if they don't hurt? They're still on fire! Do you want to hold hands to test? Because this boxed product of yours was downright keen to join me!
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I SAID I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT!!!
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[You wanna go, Jane? You really wanna go? He's the descendant of the asshole who spoke the Vast Expletive. He's more than got the lungs for it.]
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I TOLD YOU I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!!!!!!!!
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STOW YOUR COMPLAINTS BACK DOWN YOUR USELESS BLITHERING SHOUTHOLE BECAUSE I DON'T FUCKING CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[Breathe.]
I know better than any mewling protestation you can whimper out at me that future asshole you is still responsible for every dumbass, panfucked, rotsponged idea you shit out and accomplish, and the mess left over is bound to land squarely under your own damn shoes. You did it, you killed me, your big red culling fork is the source of the bloody tines responsible. If you've still got a problem then suck it down and choke on it!
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She never did find out what put Dirk and Roxy through such awful straights, when they were here. And, perhaps, she hadn't wanted to know herself. That way, at least, she could - pretend, maybe? Pretend that whatever bad thing that happened to them could not happen for her, or that it could be changed. But they were cagey with their information, and she didn't press. Now, there's a stranger from a species that has, in the past, foisted bottles of copper-scented rainbow mystery liquids onto her person and stowed dead bodies in her fridge and stalked herself and her friends - and he's apparently met the business end of her trident.
Her red trident. Which isn't a trident color she had anymore.
This is all sounding very, very bad.]
O-Of course I still have a problem with it...but I don't have to choke on one goddamned thing if I don't want to! Frankly, you've offered nothing but sensationalized [but still more than what she's heard from anyone else] accounts of something I'm positive I've never done before! And while I can't claim that it couldn't have happened for you, the fact still stands that it hasn't happened for me!
Ugh, just - do I even look like I want to hurt you? I just wanted to help! I could've screamed and ran away in fear of being sold another one of those nasty fucking potions or of having another set of horned corpses forcibly Frankensteined together only to blow up in my face again, but now I'm just...yelling for stupid reasons at a stupid boy who's probably having trouble with his stuuuuupid gem!!!
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The argument would be even worse with his future self involved.][As she goes on, though, Karkat's attention is snagged up.]
Shut up a minute. Then un-shut up and go back to the thing you just said. Potions? Horned corpses?
[His hands stop burning, and he drops the ashy remains of whatever-it-was to the ground between them.]
Where did all those come from?
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I...I don't know? That creepy clown troll brought them, and I don't even know how he got to our session! He's been stalking us for months and throwing corpses into our kernelsprites, I...wouldn't you be wary of someone lurking around in an ugly purple outfit with an exuberant codpiece, having commandeered your own fridge for his menagerie of body parts?
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[There they go, fire again.]
The grease-smeared, faygo-swilling ass clown kept their goddamn corpses? That's what he got that disgusting codpiece for? How the hell did he even get to your session? He's been on the meteor creeping through vents--No, shit, was that when? But how did he get there if it took us three years? How did he keep them fresh for that long? Even in a thermal hull!
[He looks back at her properly now.]
Jane Whatever-your-last-name-is, I advise you here and now for the great bonds of forever to never trust that murderous shitsmear so long as you live, and not even in the dream bubbles after. Those are my dead friends he was hauling around, two of which he personally killed. Oh, and also me, because of course that truculent sack of horns couldn't end things without ramming a sword through my chest while trying to kill my other best friend in a grand game of who can bleed the most first.
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[OH MY GOD yeah this fire isn't natural it's got to be a gem thing...and while that's good to know, it obviously isn't going to be on this fellow's mind any time soon.]
I...I never trusted him in the first place! Oh God, I, I'm so sorry...
[It's actually quite easy to believe some kind of deranged stalker would kill others when they've been creeping on you for months.]
I'm absolutely certain he's not here, though, if that helps at all? I mean, I doubt he'd be hard to miss...
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Small fucking favors. If he ever does show up, avoid him, but let me know as soon as you can. I gave him a second chance and he squandered it as thoroughly as can be done.
[And there's that worry again about what he left behind, for what might happen to Terezi and Kanaya, and whatever else the other chaos would bring. If he'd just done things differently three years ago--]
[He pushes the thought away as he pinches the bridge of his nose.]
... I'm going to let you off the hook. Compared to that bulgeknot you were downright nice about killing me, and at least you had the excuse of being under mind control from Her Imperious Condescension. Gamzee was something else.
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[If Karkat notices, Jane does pale at the mention of mind control and the Condense. Her expression looks pained for a moment, deeply confused and a touch fearful.
She stuffs it away as far back as she can, which...isn't very far at all. But it's something.]
I...appreciate it, thank you. And, I'm sorry. For..."future me", this time.
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That's all I wanted.
[Really, the apology does help.]
[He holds up his palms, warm but unharmed, and absent of flame despite the lingering dust of ash from earlier.]
You said it was my gem that caused this?
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Unless you've always been able to set yourself on fire, yes. Do you know about your gem at all?
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No, I haven't had that power. Jade told me some stuff, but when your hands suddenly catch on fire for the first time ever, you don't stop to question why it happened.
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[It really is. But sometimes you've gotta question things when you notice stuff, you know? Also she's not backing down on the "you should've realized something was up when you weren't in searing pain" angle.]
So then it's definitely from your gem. Do you remember what set it off initially?
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How should I know? One minute I was cursing out the Temple because it's hardly my fault if I can't remember the full titles on my movie posters for it to replicate, and next thing my hands are miniature infernos and I had to run for fear of setting even those gibberish concoctions on fire.
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[Maybe it's because you were being a cranky asshole, she wants to say, but...nah, there's a nicer way to put it.]
Maybe it's triggered by...frustration?
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What? No, it can't--
[Then again.]
Fuck. Of course it is. Of course the universe would trade out the part where I died for the ever-so-kind option of catching on literal fire whenever my temper picks up past the magical fury threshold. Can I not catch a break? Ever?
[He's looking up at the sky at this point, because it's hardly Jane who's in control here.]
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To be fair, I don't think anyone who ends up here gets to catch any kind of break.
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And what is that supposed to mean? Seriously, enlighten me: what hell have I haplessly wiggled myself through transdimensional hole into?
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