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.
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[personal profile] polyturtle 2015-12-28 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[HE'LL ACCEPT IT]

Ah. This is Waverly Bay, in...another universe that isn't your own. You're not going to be able to get home, at the moment.
a_fate_accepted: (To be more than what once was)

[personal profile] a_fate_accepted 2015-12-28 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[She pauses, returning her gaze to her hand and the orbs floating in the sky. Everything about this place felt... odd. And yet, it also felt alive. She could swear she heard the roar of the ocean, and the smell of the air was tinted with the smell of plants and pollen. No, this wasn't The World of Ruin... and yet... she knew she'd have to come back.]

... I see.

You're not from here too, then?

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[personal profile] polyturtle 2015-12-28 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[He nods.]

That's right. Where I'm from's a bit complicated, but this also isn't my first time being brought to another universe.
a_fate_accepted: (Can you be any more daft?)

[personal profile] a_fate_accepted 2015-12-28 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Well.

What am I supposed to do, then?
polyturtle: (this final jeopardy is hard)

[personal profile] polyturtle 2015-12-29 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Basically? Hang out, defend the area from monsters, and hope something comes up to indicate a possible out from this place. And to prepare to be comfortable staying here if it turns out we're stuck here forever, after all.
a_fate_accepted: (Your words are rotting my brain)

[personal profile] a_fate_accepted 2015-12-29 02:58 am (UTC)(link)


[She folded her arms.]

And you expect me to believe that while knowing my friends are back in the world I came from and possibly in great peril, that the best I can do is sit on my butt and wait? Is that what you are telling me?

[Her tone is tense and pressing, but her voice is not raising or showing any signs of anger; this was a test to see how his statements hold to scrutiny and pressure.]
polyturtle: (this final jeopardy is hard)

[personal profile] polyturtle 2015-12-29 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
...Yes. I know it sucks. But there's not much we can do, not knowing exactly how we got here. And as long as we don't know the means, we can't use those means to reverse our situation.
a_fate_accepted: (To be more than what once was)

[personal profile] a_fate_accepted 2015-12-29 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[...]

[The woman halted, hand set on her side to reach for a hilt that was not there. She focuses her attention back to her hand, drawing the stone that was there up to eye level to peer through it once more. And, once more, she moved her fingers to verify that she still could move her digits.]

[Her attention returned, once again, to the hall with the floating gems, the large one perched in the middle. This... really wasn't her world, and the world of the espers was shattered... back then.]

[Without turning back she asked:]


Do you know of a place I can lay my head?
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[personal profile] polyturtle 2015-12-29 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
You have a room here in the Temple; it opens with your gem.

[As if to demonstrate, his upper right leg glows, and a door opens out of thing nothing in one of the Temple walls, briefly, only to close again.]
a_fate_accepted: (Words abound that remain unsaid)

[personal profile] a_fate_accepted 2015-12-29 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
I... I will see.

[Experience tells her that nothing is given without something wanted. She also didn't feel too comfortable accepting accommodations from an entity that may be responsible for their current situations.]



[Still, she sharpens her stance and addresses Donatello directly.]


Thank you for your help and your honesty. My name is Celes Chere, ex-General of the Gestahlian Empire and member of The Returners.
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[personal profile] polyturtle 2015-12-30 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
Of course.

[He nods.]

Donatello Hamato.
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[personal profile] a_fate_accepted 2015-12-30 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods. Looking out the door.]

One final question.

...

How do I leave this building?
polyturtle: (I'M TTLY MODEST)

[personal profile] polyturtle 2015-12-31 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
...Oh, right.

[He points to the entrance.]

That way.