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TEST DRIVE MEME #1

TEST DRIVE MEME
Welcome to the very first test drive meme for Abraxas! This meme is run a little bit differently than most in that you'll be asked to choose one of the two different arrival scenarios below for your character to take. If you have any questions about this mechanic or anything else related to the TDM, please take a look at the questions below or ask one of your own here. For general game questions please still use the FAQ.

Arrival

You awaken suspended in the abyss, silent darkness stretching out in all directions. If you try to yell, you'll find that the sound doesn't carry. If you try to move, you'll find it's impossible to tell whether or not you're actually getting anywhere. If you reach for an item you were carrying last time you remember being awake, your hand will only touch bare skin.

You're naked and floating helplessly through the void, and what little air you have in your lungs is running out.

There's a pinprick of light that almost looks like a faraway star but as it grows it becomes clear that it's actually quite close. Through the opening you can see a bright room, but it's hard to make out any individual objects, as if you're looking from beneath rippling water.

A hand plunges through and you realize water is just what it is. Whether you take hold of the hand or not it will grab you and yank you up through the surface, lifting you out until you're sprawled on solid ground. Once you catch your breath, you can get a better look at the surroundings: tall trees and even taller stone pillars surround the platform you're laying on. Behind you is an ornate fountain, the base of which is so deep and so dark you might be compelled to scramble away from it lest it suck you back in to that endless abyss. Ahead of you are the walls of a large castle with several tall towers reaching up towards the sky.

If you had any powers, they feel unusually weak. Attempts to use magic or enhanced strength or powers of any sort fizzle out without any effect, but they don't feel completely gone, either.

Set into an indent on a marble slab behind the fountain is a card baring the image of one of the arcana.

An apprentice mage - the one whose hand lifted you out of the fountain - brushes the water off on their robes and runs back to join a group of three others, who all stare intently at a mage with highly decorated robes and a large, heavy book. He peers up at you for a moment and starts flipping through the book.

"I beg your pardon," he says, so absorbed in the pages of the book that he doesn't bother to look up, "I am Ambrose Rhett, the High Mage of the Kingdom of Thorne. One of my apprentices will explain everything in a moment, but please refrain from yelling and thrashing about until then. You're quite alright, and screaming gives me a hell of a headache."

Regardless of your response, he keeps flipping through the heavy tome, until he stops on one specific page, stares at it for a moment, and then exclaims:

"Aha!"

Scenario One: Welcome to Thorne

Ambrose's expression brightens, eyes twinkling with delight. He waves one of the apprentices over with a fine silk tunic, pants, and some basic sandals and with a wave of his hand they reshape to fit you perfectly.

"Success! It's a success!" he exclaims, slamming the book shut and scurrying towards you.

Now that he's not hunching over the book, he doesn't seem quite so stuffy and inapproachable. The apprentices all seem quite relieved at his jovial outburst, and the one that handed you the tunic stops to take the tarot card down from the marble slab. If you show any curiosity about the card, they'll let you take a longer look, but won't let you touch it.

"Please, come with me, you're an honored guest here," he says, motioning for you to follow him towards the castle, "As promised, my pupils will explain your current situation. And, ah - if you had any magic of your own, or other special abilities you can't access right now, fear not, they'll return within the week. The summoning takes a lot out of you."

One of the apprentices steps forward and rattles on and on about the castle, Thorne itself, the names of a bunch of royals and nobles, and of course, your reason for being here. The Kingdom and the world itself is in great peril, and tales of your exploits have reached far and wide across universes. If asked about these exploits, the apprentice will simply smile and shrug. The High Mage was happy to see you and that's good enough.

Once inside the castle you're taken to the North Wing, which has been set up as living quarters for you and your fellow newcomers. There are four people to a room, but each generously-sized bed has opaque curtains that can be drawn around it. You can meet your roommates here and discuss your shared situation (everyone appears to have arrived within the last few days), or you can wander around and meet the others.

There's also a dining hall stocked with all sorts of fancy food to meet every possible dietary need, and a library filled with epic tales and legends and the history of Thorne. Given that this is the Thorne library, it may be a biased account that makes the Kingdom look a fair bit better than the rest of the world sees them. Last but not least, there's a study hall where a few junior mages (younger and less experienced than the apprentices from earlier) might be willing to teach you some simple elemental magic. Think holding a small flame in the palm of your hand, or blowing a door shut with a gust of wind.

You may also notice that your sign is embroidered on your tunic: the same image you saw on the card from before with the name of the sign itself beneath it. If you ask the castle residents, they'll tell you a little bit about your sign (and will mostly stick to the positives, although some might point out the negatives).

Last (and, if you ask anyone else in the castle, least) there is a worn stone staircase leading underground to the dungeon. You can go there, if you wish, but all powers are restricted in the dungeons and spending too much time with the prisoners will lead to some suspicion being cast upon you. If you ask anyone why the prisoners are being held there, you'll be told that they pose a great threat to the Kingdom (and, by extension, the entire world).

Scenario Two: Imprisoned

The High Mage scowls, grinding his teeth as he slams the book shut. "Another failure!" he barks at the apprentices, "You lot wouldn't know your ass from a hole in the ground, would you?"

All four of them lower their heads, and two of them mumble an apology that Ambrose either doesn't hear or refuses to acknowledge. "Well, don't just stand there," he says, waving a hand in the air, "We've put all this effort into getting this wretched creature, we may as well put it to good use."

One of the apprentices drops a baggy, rough-feeling tunic, a pair of pants, and some worn sandals in your lap and glares down at you until you put them on (if you refuse, they'll tell you they can kick you back down that well if you don't want to cooperate). They're glaring at the High Mage as much as they're glaring at you (when they're sure he isn't looking, anyway). You might catch one of them long enough to ask them why they're so upset with you, but all they'll say is that the High Mage knows something they don't, and he's awfully upset about it.

Once you're fully clothed, another apprentice clamps some heavy iron shackles around your wrists and leads you on. The High Mage is far ahead of you already, muttering some long string of Thornean curses before he stands up straight and pauses, spinning to face you.

"One more thing," he says, holding one hand in the air and chanting something under his breath, "Can't have you getting too troublesome."

If you had powers, the slight connection you still had to them slips away completely and you're left with nothing as the four apprentices drag you towards the castle. They may answer a few of your questions (with some insults and curses peppered in), but they won't tell you anything important.

Once you arrive at the castle you're brought to the dungeons and thrown into a locked cell. There are four people to a cell, and two sets of bunk beds with a thin and lumpy straw mattress. If you're over six feet tall, these beds are going to be awfully uncomfortable. You might as well meet your roommates. Once per day you're dragged out to an enclosed courtyard for one hour of recreation (with some crude weights, benches, and balls lying around but not much else), where you can meet the rest of the prisoners, but you can also talk to your immediate neighbors in the cells on either side and across the hallway. Just don't yell too much or the guards will snap at you to be quiet.

Everyone in the dungeon is fed one meal a day, and for a prison meal it's decent: a bit of meat, a bun, and a salad. It would seem that the Thornean chefs take too much pride in their craft to send bad food to the dungeons. The meals are all served in equal portions, though, so the smaller prisoners may be overfed and the larger ones may be getting hungry. Feel free to fight for food or share with your cellmates.

Crudely embroidered on the back of every prison tunic is the same image that was on your card and the name of the sign beneath it. A guard may explain a bit about the sign, and tell you some negative stereotypes they hold about yours.

You may be blessed with a visit from one of the more welcomed newcomers, and they may sneak you some extra food or a small book to read or they may share some of the information they've gathered. However, rumors travel fast and some people believe the honored guests in the castle above are somehow responsible for the lot of the prisoners below. And although you may hope for kindness, there's nothing stopping them from being cruel to you if they wish. The guards will certainly turn a blind eye if one of them wishes to take out their frustrations on you.




Questions


How do I choose a scenario for my character?
Pick whichever situation appeals to you most. Whether your character is honored or imprisoned has nothing to do with their personal morality, or how highly they regard themselves and their own accomplishments. Anyone can be put into either situation.

Can I try out both scenarios?
You can! But please keep in mind that only the one you eventually choose can be game canon, if you decide to keep any of your TDM threads.

What happens if my character refuses to comply with Ambrose?
Prisoners will be dragged against their will. Honored guests will be forgiven for their moment of panic or anger if they have one, and Ambrose and the apprentice mages will try to calm them and persuade them further. If they put up too much of a fight and/or start actively attacking anyone, Ambrose will warn them once that he's willing to put them back in the well where they came from (see below), and if they continue to fight he will make good on that promise.

My character intends on causing a lot of trouble (destroying parts of the castle, murdering the castle staff, etc.), what would happen to them?
Characters who make too much trouble for the mages and other staff would be thrown back in the well (which will mean drowning in the void, not returning home). Brawling with other PCs and causing minor damage is fine and will be greeted with a cranky attitude (if they are an honored guest) or a punishment like denial of food or temporary solitary confinement (if they are a prisoner), and there will be plenty of opportunity for destruction and murder later, but for now the Thorneans have no desire to keep huge liabilities around.

Ambrose will take it especially personally, as this experiment was his idea and too much trouble would risk the summoning spell being scrapped and potentially result in him being demoted. Rest assured it does not take much for him to throw someone back in the well at this point in time.

Is the power loss for the prisoners permanent?
No, although honored guests will regain their powers first due to the lack of interference from Ambrose, the prisoners will be able to regain theirs soon enough as well.

Can the prisoners talk about anything private, or will they be overheard at all times?
There are guards patrolling the dungeon, but they aren't always within earshot. Most of the attention is being focused on the new guests, so the prisoners will have some opportunities for privacy.

Can my character leave the castle?
For now they will be prevented from leaving the castle, even if they are an honored guest. A bit of a gilded cage, isn't it? They'll also find that any powers they regain cease to work outside of the castle walls (this is also a temporary effect) so flying outside is not an option.

Can my character eventually side against Thorne if I choose to make them an honored guest/can they side with Thorne if I choose to imprison them?
Yes, characters in Scenario 1 will be able to betray Thorne, and characters in Scenario 2 can work themselves into Thorne's good graces.

How much will my choice of scenario affect my character's plot later on?
This choice will have a major impact on gameplay throughout the first few months of the game, and potentially a bit beyond that depending on where our players guide the plot. This decision - and every other major decision you make in game! - will also be used to flavor some mod surprises that will be coming down the line.

Don't get too anxious about this choice, though; this is just one choice you'll get to make in a game that has a lot of them, and every character in both scenarios can work their way towards many, many individual goals and outcomes. You're not locking yourself out of anything in the future via the choice you made on the TDM. It will primarily impact the immediate future with the far-reaching effects being up to each player.

Are TDM threads mandatory for my application?
No, you may use other samples, but we encourage you to post to the TDM and get a feel for this game and its mechanics before you join. If you do not have a TDM thread you will still need to choose one of the two scenarios on your application.

What if I haven't settled on a sign yet?
You can ignore sign-related prompts if you're undecided (or try out different signs in different threads).

Can a put a character on the TDM if their canon is less than 30 days old?
Yes. For this app round, anything that's at least 30 days old when the game opens on June 12th can be applied from.

Do the apprentice mages have names?
Their names are Jeffrey, Grigory, Noelle, and Jolene.


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sunny | into the badlands | strength

[personal profile] dadlands 2021-05-21 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
LIBRARY

[ Sunny's sitting alone at a table, both his brows furrowed and a book open in front of him. It's thick, but for all that its outside appears aged, the pages are nicer than he'd expect them to be.

His lips are pressed together, his fingers curled into tight fists that rest atop the table's surface. Anyone who might've been watching him would notice that he's been stuck on the same page for quite a while (at least two minutes, to be honest).

Currently, he's stuck on a sentence that reads: The Kingdom of Thorne's royal army consists of both the most accomplished mages in the land and the strongest soldiers, who too are enhanced by magic. Don't ask him how long it took him to get there. ]


The ki... king... kingdom of Thor... neh. [ That doesn't sound right. ] The Kingdom of Thorne. Thorne's. [ Damn it, he forgot about the apostrophe rules. ] Thorne's royal army con... sists of both the most acc... accom--

[ Yeah, clearly he's not doing too hot. Sunny's brows furrow, and whether you choose to approach him yourself or pass by close enough for him to notice you, he'll lift his head with suspicion in his eyes.

Suspicion that, inevitably, melts into mild chagrin. ]


...sorry. [ A beat. ] I'm stuck on this word. [ His finger taps lightly under the word "accomplished". ] I can't figure out how to read the two C's.


DUNGEON VISIT

[ He visits the dungeons the first time only because he heard there were others there like him along the grapevine. Sunny isn't entirely sure it's the best idea, but something doesn't sit right with him being free to roam the castle while others are locked below ground. Maybe he's turned into a bleeding heart. Maybe he's just tired of cages.

Regardless, by the time he comes down again today, there're a few people he's talked to here and there, and the trip that he makes is one with purpose.

Whatever it is you've asked of him, he's managed to sneak in. Food will come from inside his sleeves. A book will be hidden underneath his tunic (but might not be the precise type of book asked for; he isn't the best reader). Regardless, Sunny offers it between the bars. ]


Here. [ His voice is low, brows furrowed. ] ...sorry if it's not enough. I'm starting to think they don't want me going down so much.


MAGIC FOR DUMMIES

[ Fire sparks at the ends of his fingers and Sunny has to hold back the urge to jump back in surprise. You did this yourself, he tells himself in his mind. This is magic you did.

But it's still bizarre to look at, to feel, without it hurting.

It fades about two seconds after, but it's more than what he managed to do the week before. Sunny's never had interest in magic (he didn't think anything supernatural existed until two or so years ago), but the words of the Master echo in his head: you have much work to do with your Gift.

He's never seen anyone throw flame back home, but he tells himself that magic is just another form of training. If nothing else, at least training gives him routine.

Turning to the person at his side (who's struggling, it looks like), Sunny offers a brief tick of the mouth in an attempt at a smile. ]


Need help?


WILDCARD

Sunny was welcomed into Thorne, and he's spent a lot of his time trying to memorise the castle layout, read up on the history (poorly), and attend any training available. At magic training, he's best with the fire element, but can't really do anything with it; he also does his own personal, physical training outdoors (think tai chi, wushu forms, etc.) that other people can join in or learn from if they'd like. Feel free to PM me if you'd like to plan anything out in specific, or just drop a starter! No worries.
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magic for dummies (I'm so happy to see a sunny btw)

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[ He'd been trying not to stare at Sunny's display of magic, tried to concentrate on his own, but it's hard not to watch others more accomplished than him when he feels absolutely hopeless at this. He could have asked for help from Alina, but he doesn't like asking her for anything. He'd rather struggle on his own. ]

That obvious? [ He sighs, clenching and unclenching his hands with frustration. Magic doesn't come naturally to him. He prefers a weapon in his hand, or using his fists. But he wants to learn because this is an opportunity for him to be better at protecting his best friend. He needs to be stronger for her. ]

I don't know what I'm doing. [ He doesn't know what he's doing in a place like this in general. This castle is for people who are special and extraordinary, like Alina. He doesn't belong here. ]

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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i am SO RUSTY but i had to

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Rey | Star Wars | Strength

[personal profile] forceawakened 2021-05-21 11:35 am (UTC)(link)
When the escort drops her off in the room on the North Wing, Rey is still explaining with considerable heat that she has obligations, that she has to get back, that people are depending on her, there's a war- When they turn and leave without acknowledging her protests, she starts to follow them, but she has the sense to know its futile. With an exhalation, and a short nod to herself, she turns to look at the comfortable chamber, the uncomfortable company.

โ€œAnyone else think that kidnapping is a terrible way to get allies?โ€

Dining Hall

The only thing that makes Rey feel even a little charitable towards the people who brought her here is the food. The only other time in her life she's seen such variety was the single meal at Maz's. So she's doesn't resist the urge to try absolutely everything.
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"The true marine way."

There's an extreme note of sarcasm to it, underlining how the speaker can't hide his derision for it either.

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bucky barnes | mcu | chariot

[personal profile] disparaged 2021-05-21 11:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ going with scenario #1 ]

i. enter: size too small shirt.

    [ jesus fucking christ.

    the moment he comes to, he's staring. he stares at ambrose, finding that it's doing nothing to intimidate the man into being quiet. he continues to ramble on about things that bucky looks like he's not listening to. kingdoms, mages, apprenticesโ€”he's still feeling all screamed out despite the fact he doesn't remember screaming. in some situations, he knows it's best to play along, and so he nods, makes a few noncommittal "yeah"s and tries to get himself the fuck out of rhere so he can try and find sam.

    dressed in tight pants and a shirt (hello, he shops for a size too small, it's canon), bucky's hidden his left arm as well as he can. he lacks the gloves, so he curls his left hand as best he can to try and hide it. the last thing he needs is anyone seeing thatโ€ฆ even if ambrose hadn't really blinked and made a fuss about it.

    despite feeling very on edge, he ensures to try and take in everything that he can. remembering the way the hallway felt, the way it sounded and even lookedโ€ฆ he wants to see if there's a crack in it. a door back home, perhaps one that says "BUCKY, THIS DOOR IS FOR YOU." that'd be fucking nice.

    in his bid to try and get the lay of the castle before someone else decides to pull him aside and blab on about mages and magic and kingdoms, he accidentally walks into someone. hand immediately reach out to steady them, he shakes his head and looks a touch sheepish. ]
    Sorryโ€”I should've looked where I was going.


ii. yer a wizard, james.

    [ in the study hall, bucky accidentally ends up in the company of a mage. he has no idea what he's going on aboutโ€”some bullshit about magic, floaty things, whatever the hellโ€”and bucky's doing his best to get a good look at the spines of the books without being too obvious about it. (then again, he's as subtle as a brick to the head.) he's looking for something that seems familiar, something that would tie him to his locationโ€”an atlas? a "hey james, you're x miles away from louisiana?" a "sam's just around the corner"? even in harry potter, the books' spines had been a little more useful.

    he tries to be subtle, he really does. reaching an arm behind his head, he looks up as if he's trying to stretchโ€ฆ the last thing he needs is this kid figuring out he wants to get back home. that seems like a really unkind thing to do to someone who's being overly hospitable. ]


    The only magic I want to learn is how to get the hell home.

    [ he has a cookout to get back to!

    but he sees that might have been rude. this kid's being kind to him and allโ€ฆ talking to him when he's not even that good of a conversationalist, just a nodder.

    bucky sighs. ]
    Okay, tell me more about how to hold fire in my hand.

    [ he's too old for this shit. help plz. ]


iii. prison break.

    [ after all his walking around and getting a lay of the land, bucky remembers that every kingdom has a dungeon and, usually, this dungeon has a way out. he's seen the goonies, even if that hadn't featured a kingdom. everywhere has an exit.

    he tries to go as subtly as he can, slipping through like he's water until he finds the right hallway and the right door. this is a lot harder than it looks. the princess bride made everything look easy.

    but as he's trying to make his way to the prisons, he bumps into you. appearing a touch sheepish, he paints on a smile and does his best not to appear suspicious. ]
    Heyโ€ฆ Looking for the party?

    [ seriously, subtle as a brick. ]


iv. wildcard.

    [ I'm up for anything. PM if you have any qs! ]
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prison break

[personal profile] inthemeadow 2021-05-21 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's chosen a time to explore the dungeon when he thinks most people would be eating in the dining hall (truth be told, he hasn't had much of an appetite since he got here, even if the food seems fit for royalty). But it seems like someone has the same idea as him.

He raises a brow at the older man at first (if only you knew how old he is, Mal), but eventually relaxes once he realizes he's not been caught by someone who would report him for suspicious behavior. ]


Yeah. [ He nods slowly, understanding 'party' to mean 'exit'. And since two heads are better than one - ] Maybe we can find it together?

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malyen oretsev | shadow & bone | probably strength

[personal profile] inthemeadow 2021-05-21 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
( ooc: canon point is show post-finale episode! I'm currently working my way through the books but I've only read the first so far. I'm fine with book spoilers though so feel to throw book-canon characters at me and I'll roll with it! )

( NORTH WING )

[ The only possible explanation for any of this is he's suffering food poisoning (not that he can remember the last time he ate, so much has been going on) and this is some kind of hallucination as a result of a fever. Or, he's probably been knocked out by someone after Alina, and this is all a dream. Because never has he been treated as an "honored guest" anywhere. Orphans who have no choice but to fight for the First Army are never given special treatment. He's just a soldier, or was. For now, he's a ghost.

So to be given a fine silk tunic (funny how wearing it makes his skin itchy despite its sleekness, like it doesn't belong to him) and the biggest bed he's ever been offered (with a curtain for privacy!) doesn't feel real. They've clearly got the wrong guy, but for someone who's spent most of his childhood not having any luxuries, he's happy to pretend this is the right path for him.

If you're nearby the living quarters, he'll say to you in passing: ]


Have you seen the size of the beds? They've got curtains and everything.


( DINING HALL )

[ Of course, once he's over his initial shock and it starts to sink in that maybe this isn't a dream after all, one person enters his mind - his best friend - and suddenly she's all he can think about. Surely she'd been brought here too? She's far more extraordinary than he is, after all.

He looks for her before dinner but can't find her anywhere (that's because he hasn't checked the dungeon yet). Sat in the dining hall, he should be drooling over the food in front of him, but he hasn't touched his plate. He's clearly deep in thought, like he's trying to formulate a plan. If you happen to be sat next to him, he'll eventually break the silence with: ]


Do you think there's a way to break out of here? [ He feigns sounding casual, but his voice is low and he has a determined look in his eyes.

Or he might ask instead: ]
I'm looking for someone. Her name's Alina Starkov. She's got long dark hair, dark brown eyes, she's smallโ€” [ oh, she'd hate him for calling her that, but she is in comparison to him ] โ€”and she might have caused some trouble here, if you've heard about any.


( DUNGEON )

[ Finally he checks out the dungeon, and honestly? He feels more at home underground than he does above in the rest of the castle. The dark, a cramped bed and little food are conditions he's a lot more used to, not that he's willing to trade (well, he would for one person).

He eyes a prisoner between the bars, curious about their story. He's asked a guard why the prisoners are here, but he's not sure he believes them. ]


Hey. What are you in here for?
falcony: (โœ“ >> 10)

dining hall. BECAUSE I NEED THIS NOW.

[personal profile] falcony 2021-05-21 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ sam could see there was something on this kid's mind before he even sat down - something dark and heavy weighing on him. while a large part of him thinks that he can't get caught up in every lost teenager, that he has to be working out a solution for himself to get out of this place and back home, but then sam spends too long thinking about it and knows, because he knows himself, that he's not going to get away from this.

so - after grabbing a plate of food and a drink for himself - he goes to settle into the seat next to the boy. he's about to open his mouth to ask what his name is, what he's thinking about, or really just anything to get the conversation going - but then he breaks the silence himself. a simple question. and sam finds himself laughing lightly - not at the kid, but more so at the suddenness of the question. ]


I'd watch who you ask that around, kid. [ sam glances up towards the door of the room, to the locals milling around. ] I'm pretty sure they don't want anyone breaking out of or into anywhere. Have you tried asking if you can take a walk?

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Maegor Targaryen | Fire and Blood | Emperor

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I. The Cells

[Everything happened too quickly for him to respond to his sudden capture. Between the lingering feeling of the void and the emptiness there had left him dazed and disoriented. Where he might have fought and attacked the mages, he was left blank and confused. By the time he had gathered himself and his rage and bubbled to the surface, he was already lead to the dungeons. He did his best to charge at the mages, unarmed but still furious and brimming with fire and blood. Their magic outmaneuvered him, knocking him back and overpowering him.

There was a warning about tossing him back into the void and that deflated him slightly, if only because he could remember how empty it was. He never feared death, but he feared that well.

Locked in his cell, Maegor could only simmer and grumble about the state of things. They may say he was in another world, but this was some plan of his nephew's to remove him from the throne. He clenched his fists before releasing them, repeating the gesture. Gods, he would tear this castle down around their ears the moment he had a chance.

But even swearing that, he lacked Blackfyre and Balerion. He only had himself. Not the best odds (though if his advisers pointed that out, he'd behead them for presumptuousness.) He'd get out of this and then they'd regret their insult to a king.

Eventually food was served, and where he expected rotting meat and hard bread, there was something much more rich and palatable.]


What in the Seven Hells is their aim?

II. Recreation Time

[He spent much of his time in the cell pacing or exercising as much as possible. Recreation time wasn't for such activities, it was for observing the other prisoners and the guards themselves. Maegor might be at a disadvantage, but he would do his best to size up his opponents and those he would eventually have to overpower, if he meant to break out of here.

Seated on the ground, he scratched his beard, watching as a few guards pushed the lagging prisoners into the yard. It was hard to tell if they were also mages, but he had to assume that they were. This place seemed filled with magic, which was all the worst. He could destroy the Faith and the Septons as they were meat and men, but mages were a different, dangerous breed.

And with no dragon, he lacked their power.

It seemed that others weren't as interested in exercising, much like him. When a figure approached him, he regarded them under hooded lids.]


Looking for a fight or a companion?

III. Visitors

[Little surprise that those living in silks and satins upstairs would find out there were beings beneath their feet. It was human nature to mock or secretly laugh at those that were in more dire situations than them. Some might try to dress it up as charity, but it was always mockery. An assumption that they had power where others didn't. Fine, let them attempt their "kindness", if only so they could fool themselves. Once he was free, he would burn this entire keep around them. He made sure to remember each of their faces, if only to mark his further enemies.

Eventually though, his patience ran out and he simmered at the presence of the "honored guests." He could only scoff in derision at their sudden appearance.]


You fool yourself. You're no less a prisoner than I am. Have you tried to leave this keep? What's outside?

Or do they follow you even when you take a shit?

IV. Wildcard

[Feel free to craft your own adventure. If you want to plot or come up with something specific, add and pp me at [plurk.com profile] la_fille_en_histoire]
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The Cells - Feeding Time

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My guess is that the meat and fresh salad were conjured by magic. It's the only thing that makes sense--to have it available every day for prisoners like us?

[Jean lets out a low bit of a scoff.]

Which then gives us a measure of the power they wield, if this is trivial for them, no?

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Lloyd Henreid || The Stand || Lovers Arcana

[personal profile] jealousbitch 2021-05-21 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)

I. hey baby, what's your sign?

[ Lloyd's never given much thought about horoscopes or astrology. All of it sounded like bullshit, anyway. No stars or alignment dictated what he did, that was all on him to decide, okay? So the fact that this weird sign means something for him has him a little miffed. Nobody really explained what it meant, only that it was good. Great, even, if the fancy wizard's reaction had been anything to go by.

After pestering a good handful of people about it, he at least gets some sort of answer. Loyalty, huh?

He could do more research if he wanted, but he's not really the scholarly type, he'll leave that to the people who are actually interested in it. Setting his sights on someone just trying to read their book, he plops down in the seat next to them. ]


So, that book tell you about what the signs are supposed to do? They tell you what yours mean, or did you get a shady as hell answer, too?

II. oh my god, they were roommates

[ The digs may be shared, but at least the bed is decent if not kind of fancy. Nothing like his room back in Vegas, and the dรฉcor could use some work. (Though not by him, his own tastes are atrocious to all but himself.) It's at the very least, a middle ground between prison and the Inferno. While he's not too keen on roommates in a normal situation, he likes the idea of being alone in a strange place even less.

He takes up roost in whichever bed strikes his fancy, stretching out and propping his head up with a hand. Lloyd looks over at whoever happens to be closest with an easy grin. ]


All this magic and shit is crazy, right?

III. jailhouse rock

[ Eventually, he was always going to go down to the dungeon. One does not live through a traumatic experience and not want to make sure others don't suffer the same fate. Nobody deserved to starve to death, and even though the guards tell him that everyone is being fed, guards can't be trusted when it comes to inmates. Biased, who's biased?

He smuggles whatever food he can carry, because what's the worst that could happen? He could be put behind bars? Been there, done that. Lloyd slides up to the first cell he comes across and peers in. ]


What are you in for?
towerjunkie: (Shakes the crowd)

oh my god why were they roommates who decided this

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Crazy...

[ Roland repeats the word, thoughtfully. He's been inspecting the bed and the room for anything that looks out of place, but now he stops and scratches a finger against his chin. ]

No, not crazy. The Magician showed clear control over his magics. There was no sense that he might lose control of it and be consumed. If anything, magic here is among the most ordered and tamed I've ever encountered.

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Anakin Skywalker | Star Wars | Honored Guest | Judgment

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ARRIVAL

[As far as dreams go, Anakinโ€™s had worse. Better that itโ€™s him gasping for air than someone he loves. The Force has granted him premonitions before โ€“ visions of pain, suffering, and death. But his connection to the Force here feelsโ€ฆ faint. Almost smothered.

He doesnโ€™t recognize the sigil on the card laid out before him, nor does he recognize the voice of the robed figure close by. It isnโ€™t until Anakinโ€™s ushered off the slab and into a change of clothes that he realizes this isnโ€™t a dream. After one of the High Mageโ€™s apprentices starts rambling on about some of the Jedi Generalโ€™s more daring exploits in the Clone Wars, Skywalker finally finds his voice.

Terse, almost dismissive:]


If you know that much, then you must know that the galaxyโ€™s still at war. That there are people back home who are counting on me.

Iโ€™m sorry, but I canโ€™t get involved in this. Not when thereโ€™s a greater conflict that โ€“

[A greater conflict? Probably not the best choice of words. This may require someone with a bit more diplomacy to help smooth things out, or else Anakin may no longer be considered an honored guest.]

EXPLORING THE CASTLE

[Now that theyโ€™ve dispensed with the pleasantries, Anakin elects to explore the grounds of the castle. The sight of the junior mages practicing magic in the Study Hall is almost reminiscent of the younglings back home. For the first time since getting here, you might catch sight of Anakin smirking, thinking back to his own days as a Padawan learner.

The Library might be worth combing through at some point โ€“ it may not be the Jedi Archive but anything that could give him more information about this Kingdom could prove beneficial. If youโ€™re just finishing a book โ€“ whether youโ€™re closing it or returning it to its shelf โ€“ chances are Anakin may ask:]


Anything interesting?

VISITORS

[Itโ€™s the stairs to the dungeon that give him pause, though. Heโ€™d been brought to this Kingdom without a choice. That there may be others who were brought here with even less choice causes something sour to stir deep within him.

Thatโ€™s why, at his first opportunity, Anakin journeys down the stairs to visit those imprisoned. If you look especially worse for the wear, heโ€™ll covertly approach the bars, fishing out a bit of bread heโ€™d tucked away in his sleeve and offering it to you.]


Here. I know it isnโ€™t much, butโ€ฆ

WILDCARD

[Got something else in mind? Feel free to message this journal or just throw something Anakinโ€™s way!]
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That really depends on what you call interesting.

It's kind of reassuring to know propaganda never changes.

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Relena Peacecraft | Gundam Wing | Death

[personal profile] sanc 2021-05-21 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Captive... Again

[ This is not the first time Relena Peacecraft has been held as a prisoner. It is not, she assumes, the last.

For as much as the situation is, thus far, completely different than her usual experience with being held captive - no ramblings about how they were going to hoist her position and legacy around for their own gain - her poise is the same as ever.

She's ringing out her hair the best she can after being tossed in here, shivering with her teeth set, but will drop her task and get to her feet when another body is shoved into the cell with her. She gets up and slams her hands into the bars in frustration at the guards. ]


You don't have to be so rough with them!

[ A huff. She shouldn't lose her cool. The ex-queen of the world, the ex-princess of a kingdom of peace... if she loses her head, she will be useless. Her morality and her words are all she really has to help people in a world like this where she can't use her reputation as a platform to move things forward towards peace.

She doesn't know why she's in here or how it has all happened, but she can't let the futile feeling rolling in her guts to swallow her whole.

She turns to her new roommate and holds a hand out to them if they haven't yet stood on their own. She smiles, sad but steady. ]


Are you alright?


Chow Time

[ The food is... surprisingly okay.

While Romefeller and even Mariemeia's faction had fed her normally (because they 'weren't savages' and a roughed up Relena Peacecraft was no good to show to the public or use as a pawn), she didn't expect the same here.

Still, her appetite is pretty null. It's hard not to want her mother's comfort. She never wants to be a person that needs to rely on Heero and burden him further, but at her age, it's hard not to want that person here in some capacity.

But that is selfish and she won't allow it to sit on her shoulders for too long, but it does sink down into her stomach and makes more than a few bites of meat a struggle.

She takes her tray and pushes it towards someone else in her cell, smiling carefully. ]


I'm... not really hungry. I don't want it to go to waste, so if you or the others want to split it, please do.


Visitors

[ Relena can't be sure of the divide between the people shoved into the cells and the people who have, now and again, been creeping into the dungeon to quench their curiosity. In a way, she assumes a political body with conflicting views to the kingdom might be... less than favorable to have in their midst. She can't do much for them otherwise, in her opinion, than act as a diplomat, but what good would a diplomat that doesn't align with them do? These are all assumptions, but assumptions based on her life's experience.

She walks her way up to the bars and holds onto them as one of the curious visitors wanders through, trying to get their attention. ]


Excuse me, may I ask you something?
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[ While being on the other side of the bars is certainly preferable, the fact remains that the so-called "honored guests" are just as clueless about the reasons for the divide between the arrivals as the prisoners are. Hazama has tried to inquire some of the castle's inhabitants about it, but quickly realized he's better (and safer) off not asking too many questions on that particular topic. With that in mind, he strolls into the dungeon in an attempt to gather some information on his own. It isn't long until one of the poor souls locked up here calls out for him, and he stops by her cell. ]

Ahโ”€ Yes, of course. What can I do for you?

[ Since he's already here, he might as well listen to what she has to say. ]

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Gideon Nav | The Locked Tomb Trilogy | Strength

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Welcomed

Whatever Gideon might think of their unlikely arrival, of the outlandish explanations they've been given, the frankly offensive display of wealth and variety arrayed within the dining hall is something she can - and does - appreciate. She's never seen so much food in her life, couldn't name even half of the delicacies laid out for them here if her honour depended on it, but oh shit does it smell good. There's one lightning-strike moment upon entering the room where she finds herself able to do nothing but stand and stare, paralysed by astonishment and indecision. It soon wears off, however; it turns out freaky interdimensional travel or whatever the hell this had been is enough to work up one hell of an appetite.

Now she can be found at a table, having polished off whatever she'd ended up piling her plate with, eyes sliding in the direction of the plate of whoever is sitting across from her. She clears her throat, brushes crumbs from where they'd clung to the thick paint smeared across her face.

"Hey, uh-- you gonna eat that?"


Imprisoned
i. roommates

When one is thrown into unutterable strangeness, it only makes sense to grasp for something known. Something solid and grounding that one can orientate around, a necessary mental regrouping before she works out where the hell this is and how, precisely, she's going to get out of here. Given that she has nothing of her own to cling to and only this rough-hewn sack of a tunic to her name right now (God only knows what she must look like, face paint smeared and blurry at the edges, this abominable tunic-- sexy. Hot.) she plums for words. The most crass and depraved language she can think of, as she's chivvied along toward her cell before finally being shoved unceremoniously into it. Her hurled insult seem to have little effect on her captors, who're quick to wipe their hands of her and leave her to her fate.

She's still breathing hard as she turns to face the others in the room, hands balled up into impotent fists. Brow wrinkled in a scowl. Slowly, she surveys the room, the others she's been shoved in her with, looking tight-wound. Ready for a fight.

"Who would have thought the afterlife would turn out to be such a bag of dicks," but it comes out more exasperated than angry.

ii. recreation
It's not so bad, really. Yeah okay, the situation may be somewhat less than ideal, but when one compares her current circumstances to the eighteen years she's spent buried in the moldering depths of Drearburh, this place is positively delightful. The food isn't half bad, and perhaps most importantly of all, there are other people here. People besides the half-ossified husks that pass for acolytes back on the Ninth, and not a skeleton in sight. That last part is actually a touch unsettling, but she's not about to admit that to anyone but her most secret self.

She'd rather have her sword to train with, but at least they've been given something to do out here. She tries catching the eye of one of her fellow inmates as she approaches a bench, motions toward it with a quick, hard quirk of her chin.

"Yo. Spot me, will you?"


[ooc: this is my first attempt at playing Gideon, so please bear with! If you prefer brackets to prose then I'm happy to match you.]
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Alina does a quick check behind her to make sure Gideon isn't talking to someone behind her who is maybe leans a bit more into 'muscular' territory and a bit less into 'chronically underfed,' but spotting no one, Alina figures she must mean her. Just in case she points a finger at herself with raised eyebrows to confirm, you mean me?

"I can try," she says. It's not that Alina is totally physically useless, it's just that her strengths rely more in being scrappy and resourceful than physically mighty. But considering that and the fact that this other woman looks strong enough, really what is the likelihood she'll actually need Alina's help? Plus there are plenty of people to pull the weights off in a crunch (it's their actual helpfulness that's unknown).

Worst comes to worst, she just gets stuck under there and then Alina supposes the problem solves itself. But, hey, people chasing her for one reason or another isn't exactly new.

"So do you just want me to stand here or..." her lack of experience in weight lifting is showing.

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Welcomed

The Dining Hall

John felt deeply unsettled at the bright welcome. He wasn't used to his magic being something people wanted. This world felt off but he'd been around the Legends long enough to know when to keep his mouth shut and when to be a mouthy bastard. He entered the dining hall looking around for a familiar face trying not to look worried as he did. Showing any kind of weakness could get him pulled into something that could get someone else hurt. Someone like Zari for example. He strode deeper into the room trying to own it like the nasty piece of work he always claimed to be.


Imprisoned

John cursed loudly as he was shoved down a dark hallway. He had no idea what he'd done wrong, but he knew it was bad if they were going to shove him into a cell without ever asking his name. He was pushed into a cell and let the guard know what he thought of his mother before the cell door slammed behind him. Once the guard was gone then John dropped the act and started looking around the cell looking for something he could use to escape or cause trouble in some way.
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cersei lannister โ™› asoiaf | the devil โ™› imprisoned

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i - cell block tango (bardcore)

โŸช No power she has called upon had any sort of effect on her captors: not her title, her gold, her father's influence, her son on the throne, her knightly brother. Threats and cursing had been no use either โ€“ in a moment's desperation, she even attempted to play the part of the recently bereaved widow. Where she should be celebrating her final victory over Robert, or, perhaps, spare a moment's thought on what Ned Stark's death meant, she remains just as she had been summoned: here, and not at all in control whatsoever.

Her protesting had not spared her from being forced to wear those shameful garments, and while she had walked into her cell with her head held high, there is something like an animal desperation in her green eyes when the key turns in the lock behind her.

She spares, at least initially, little thought to her cellmates, nor to those in the adjacent cells โ€“ this seems to be the safest bet. Those might be genuine criminals, rightfully trapped in this hell. She is special. She wears the same prison garb, is trapped in the same dungeons, her golden head is no longer adorned by a bejewelled tiara, and she wears the self-same shackles as all the rest of them โ€“ but that does not make her deserving of this fate.

She sits primly at the edge of her bunk, her hands clenching and unclenching, until eventually โ€“
โŸซ

I am the queen, you know. You may as well offer me the top bunk.

ii - food fight


โŸช It is the food she has dreaded the most, and were she blessed with anything resembling a positive outlook on life, she would maybe even be somewhat soothed by its quality.

Yet no meat will match the taste of the boar that rid her off Robert, and no bun will soak up the blood of her enemies, and the salad... The salad contains vegetables she has hitherto never seen nor heard of, which she diligently forks to the side as though the mere presence of a tomato is as mortal an offence as the rest of her situation.
โŸซ

There must be a trial awaiting us. โŸช Oh, yes, you are in this conversation now. โŸซ If they permit you a trial by combat, whom will you name your champion?

iii - wildcard

โŸช you know the drill! โŸซ
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[ Himeka, on the other hand, is pleasantly surprised. The tales she has heard of the sort of rations that prisoners are served under normal circumstances set very low expectations. Yet her own trained palate can tell that someone put thought into this. Prisoners or not, whoever the chef was took the time to make something that they themselves would be happy to eat.

That should be a good sign, shouldn't it? Someone out there cares enough to care.

So she is somewhat happily munching on her own portions, paying mild attention to the woman who looks as if she would rather be sick than eat anything put in front of her. ]


Hm?

[ Himeka does not at all make the connection of this meal to a trial by combat. Why would she?

She cocks her head to the side and gives it a moment's thought, chewing slowly as her long dragon-like tail twitches at the end. ]


Myself.

[ She says rather simply. ]

What about you?

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lan wangji // the untamed // the hierophant

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๐•Ž๐”ผ๐•ƒโ„‚๐•†๐•„๐”ผ ๐•‹๐•† ๐•‹โ„๐•†โ„โ„•๐”ผ

( an honored guest, they claim. over and over. but guests, where lan wangji comes from, arenโ€™t stripped of their belongings. they arenโ€™t made weaker or offered shrugs in lieu of answers, and they certainly arenโ€™t made to feel shackled. itโ€™s hard to tell, what this is. where this is. an illusion. pretense. a dream, perhaps, but lan wangji knows nightmares, intimately well, and this feels a little too real for comfort.

his lungs have already iced over a hundred steps ago. people dressed like him, yet seemingly different in every other way, stalk the halls and populate the rooms, some strangely enthusiastic, others a little more perplexed. he canโ€™t imagine being anything less than prudent, a subtle crease between his brows as his overall demeanor remains poised, a stoic faรงade he doesnโ€™t feel.

he doesnโ€™t mingle. he observes, listens and watches, fingers absentmindedly rising to his forehead in search of a piece of home that is no longer there.

in his quarters, lan wangji sits cross-legged on his bed, curtains half-pulled as he tries, in vain, to meditate. itโ€™s always been a source of peace, of strength, but the way his upper lip slightly twitches, in unison with his hands grasping his knees, knuckles white, tells a different story.

most of his time is spent in the library, peculiar tomes stacked in tall piles around him. he peruses tirelessly, barely aware of his surroundings as he turns page after page, absorbing as much knowledge as humanly possible. lucky for him, years of harsh self-discipline make the task seem incredibly easy.

truth is, it is.

if the reasons of his abduction are made slightly clearer, if his unceasing wariness abates just enough to give room to his willingness to help, the dungeons offer a perspective that leaves him uneasy. itโ€™s there that his impassible veneer cracks, a palpable growth in his chest that reaches higher in his throat, widens his eyes and slightly parts his lips on a shaky breath. even here, answers are scarce, evasive, and the guests behind bars are treated no better than stray dogs.

warnings be damned. who decides who belongs where, and on what terms? the candles flicker dim on the walls, each cell half-obscured by shadows. itโ€™s a little hard to discern the features of the prisoners, but it doesnโ€™t stop lan wangji from carefully approaching, squinting a little. )


Apologies. ( and he bows, a polite inclination of his head. ) If I may ask, do you know why you were taken here? ( and for all he knows, maybe heโ€™ll be thrown in there with them, should he overstay his welcome. )

๐•Ž๐•€๐•ƒ๐”ปโ„‚๐”ธโ„๐”ป

( if you'd like to plot something else OR if you have something else in mind, don't hesitate to poke me @ plurk [plurk.com profile] guqinstring )

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[ Noise is nothing new to him and the background murmur of dozens of voices is more lullaby than distraction now. These voices tend to be calmer, anyway. Kinder. Not tied to his own corporeal body, which is a pleasant change from the dull roar from before.

He keeps to himself mostly, watching rather than participating as strangers come and go, as fights pick themselves and are won one way or another. He'd tried for optimism at the start. He'd considered rallying whatever troops could be rallied. He'd aimed at making the best of a situation beyond his control and found, somehow unsurprisingly, even that beyond his reach.

It was harder, then, to ignore the reality of it.

The cold, empty quiet inside of him is strange and familiar all at once. The hollowness lingers now without the distraction and he's been too-long spoiled: he's forgotten the chill of being alone.

He's dozing when the new voice rises, a beacon in a half-dream that flickers to life across an endless and despondent sea. A cruelty, surely; a punishment even here and now, wherever here is. He's not even the one being addressed! Tucked away on one of the top bunks, lost deep in the cell's shadows, alone. A hopeful fool, his mind. And yet.

And yet.

He makes himself look, bleary eyes peering over the edge of the mattress towards the figure on the other side of the bars, and throws any last vestige of caution to the wind. ]


Lan Zhan?

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Michael Ralston | Original Character | Death - Welcomed

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THE WOUNDED MAN - roommates;
    [It has been a few days, and the fourth bed of this particular room has been empty for just long enough that those sharing space with it might have just cause to ask questions. The other spaces in the immediately surrounding rooms have all more or less been filled neatly in order, and so it is only reasonable to assume that this particular spot - with it's things untouched and its corners crisply pressed - is either being saved for someone or that its occupant is especially talented at remaining invisible, weightless, and generally incorporeal.

    Should those questions - the reasonable ones which might occur to anyone - be asked, the answers range from 'There was trouble fetching him from the Well' to 'He's ill at present, but not to worry!' depending on how forthcoming Nameless Castle Occupant #47 who may or may not get retconned depending on how flexible the setting is outside the boundaries of a test drive meme is.

    And then, as if nothing had ever been the matter, one day a man can be found occupying a comfortable chair nearest the window of the room. He is neither short nor tall, neither particularly thin nor fat, neither especially handsome or exceptionally plain. Above all, he doesn't have the appearance of a man who has recently spent a great deal of time in the care of healers. There is no bandage or scar, no wan and fevered quality to his complexion. If not for the cane hooked over the chair's arm, he might be anyone. He might still be anyone.

    The man in the chair looks up when another person enters the room. His eyes are very dark.]


    Oh good. I was beginning to wonder whether I'd have to go looking for an assistant. Come closer, [he says, crooking a finger.] I want to see which mark they've given you.

    [Neatly picked out on his own tunic is a crowned skull and twin scythes: Death.]

THE AUDITOR - study hall;
    [A little light sparks above a pretty young woman's upturned hand and the junior mages assembled about her make encouraging, congratulatory noises.

    A table away from this lesson in progress, a man is watching it unfold with the wolfish intent of someone starving. One might easily mistake him for an eager student too shy to approach any of the junior mages or maybe simply a particularly dedicated observer of people if not for the fact that when a young mage sweeps forward out of the margins to greet him with a friendly 'Would you like me to show you how to do the same?', he bluntly chases her off with:]


    No. You're blocking my view.

THE VISITOR - dungeons;
    [He recognizes this. The unnerving shape to the air. How descending into this place is like carrying water in cupped together palms and trying very hard to close tight every crack between the fingers but watching as the pool drains away regardless.

    It's been such a long time since Aterlacus, but he senses some element of that place's misery here. Just the ghost of it is enough to keep him at bay for a day. For two, even. But eventually, inevitably, that familiar sensation which had frightened him out of exploration is the same one which demands enough of his attention to at last bring him into the dungeons.

    It's as they say: no one ever escapes the black prison.

    Click, click, click, says the end of the borrowed cane across the dungeon's dark flag stones. It precedes the appearance of a sharp, dark eyed man before one of the cells. He has the pale, staring look of a person alarmed and makes no attempt to shield his fascinating as he looks in on the prisoners held there.]

WILDCARD;
    (I'm flexible! Action brackets and prose are aokay. Feel free to PM this journal if you have any questions.)
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[Grigori is spectacularly not into this. He had finally gotten his grubby hands on a real Stradivarius back home, he had finally finally finally gotten his shit together, he was in college, all that magical shit his sister put him through and the devil put him through was (mostly?) over, he finally accepted the chaos in his life, and-

-and now he's here.

He has the hanged man, which feels oddly appropriate. He should, he suspects, be grateful that he didn't have the devil, which would feel a little on the nose.]


I suppose an introduction is too much, then?

[His eyebrows come up, one, and then the other.]

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Himeka Sui (WoL OC) | Final Fantasy XIV | The Fool

[personal profile] aquaveiled 2021-05-21 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
i. imprisoned - meet your roommates

[ So.

That could have gone better, but it also could have gone worse. Himeka is no stranger to suddenly waking up and finding yourself in a strange and seemingly inexplicable situation, but for all her experience, this one does leave her a little unsettled. She could have been imprisoned many more times than she rightfully has been in her accidental career as an adventurer even before taking on the mantle as the Warrior of Light (and Darkness), yet with grit, a little supernatural intervention, and a wealth of friends at her aid, she has come back time and time again, free to mitigiate or cause the chaos to sew seeds of change.

Yet...to wake up and be seemingly stripped wholly of the abilities she has come to rely on is enough to unsettle her. Even the ancient wyrm Midgarsormr had only cut out Hydaelyn's Blessing--not her abilities to manipulate aether or wield magicks entirely.

It makes her march to what is apparently going to be her new room and board more grim than even the equally grim surroundings would make it. The times she has felt truly at a loss and powerless have been few and she doesn't wish to visit them again.

When she's pushed into the cell, she gives a dissatisfied frown to her escorts before turning her attention to her new...

Friends. ]


So...

[ Her posture lightens considerably, offering the others her good graces at the least. ]

"What are you in for?"

[ That's what one must say in this situation. ]

ii. imprisoned - meal time

[ It doesn't matter the setting: time to eat is easily her favorite time of day and even prison is no exception. She is used to having a variety of snacks and meals on hand at any moment, what with being something of a culinarian in her own right. "Always be prepared for an empty stomach" is a motto to live by, even if said stomach is not her own.

One meal a day...is troubling. Yes. Very troubling. But it would be much worse if the food itself had been disgusting. She's heard horror stories of the mistreatment and slop one might receive as a ward of the state, but this... ]


This--

[ She starts mid-bite as she chews her bread roll, putting a hand to her cheek. ]

--you can tell that someone made this with pride. It's neither too dense and under baked or overbaked and too crunchy. Just the right amount of air holes and the perfect texture on the crust. It's...it's good!

[ Himeka shoves the rest of it into her mouth in one fell swoop, her tail swishing happily behind her. ]

Sum'n maf 'id wi' uuve!

xx. wildcard

[ ooc; I am open to anything I have already put up! Feel free to hit me up on plurk too at [plurk.com profile] doggystyle.

Also I default to brackets but am happy to write prose. ]
sanc: (then we're all saved.)

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[ Relena is... mesmerized by how reverent Himeka is of the food. Maybe it's because her stomach's been sour since she was dropped in here, but she can't imagine being so enthused. Still, she can appreciate it. She wishes she was able to lift her spirits up so easily with some good bread.

She lets out the softest of laughs, holding out her roll. ]


I-- if you want, you can have mine, since you like them so much.

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Smoker | One Piece | Heirophant

[personal profile] justicereigns 2021-05-21 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Honored Guest:

[Honored guest or not, Smoker sorely misses his jeans, cigars, jitte, jacket, devil fruit, and everything else that he'd just gotten accustomed to being part of what made him himself.]

[First things first, he throws the tunic on backwards, and opens the now front without the embroidery part way down his chest so he can breathe. At least he didn't tear it below the abs?]

[The first person he sees in a similar situation to him is going to get asked:]
I'm wearing a fucking dress, aren't I? This is a fucking dress, right? Some sort of Vegapunk revenge? [He waves a hand to... the wall. But like waving to a camera!] Okay guys, you got me. Give me back my fucking jeans before I kill one of you to make an example.

[He won't actually kill anyone, he's just... really mostly convinced this is a prank by the marines.]

Dining Hall:

[He's not hungry. Despite his size, (nearly 7 feet tall!) the food and other off-worlders are convincing him this isn't his world, this isn't a marine prank, and now he just misses coffee and cigars. The addiction is hitting him badly now, and while he's not cranky enough to chew anyone's head off, food is not going to fix that craving.]

[He does his best to find a fish dish and try to smoke it right there at the table though. He's desperate.]
On a scale of "The royalty have a private tobacco garden they're just waiting for the right person to give a key to," to "None of this world has any idea what that plant even looks like, much less how to cure it," what are the odds you think I can get one single cigar here? [Okay, he needs way more than one. But one is where he needs to start.]

Library

[He should have gotten pants first. Everytime he reaches too high, forgetting that this isn't his world, he's not in jeans, and he can't even use his devil fruit to get everything off the top shelves, he feels like he's in danger of flashing everyone!]

[UGH.]

[He'll just... speed-read. It's fine!]

[Except he's not used to sitting properly in a way that doesn't risk flashing people either!]


I'm sure the history is fascinating. [He sounds bored out of his skull.] But I'm looking for information on why we're here. Hasn't your world ever heard of newspapers?

[Guess not.]

Training:

Yeah, sure, fire, why not? [Smoker clearly didn't expect to actually be able to do that though, since he just about flips his lid when he sets himself on fire, completely singing and burning off the edges of his tunic's sleeves.]

I meant to do that. [No, he didn't.]
exaomori: (๐Ÿ 34)

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[As an ex-smoker, Shura could somewhat understand this guy's frustration. But she had at best been a social smoker, so she never quite experience a withdrawal like this guy seems to be having. She considers the question for a half-second, then laughs.]

Dunno, how lucky are you? Might have used all your luck in getting the VIP treatment.

[But, slightly more seriously]

There's probably something decent to smoke outside of this place. It might even be somethin' legal.
thehandhungers: http://blog.yiluze.com/post/52065159137/fire-emblem-awakening-badges-avaliable-at (What a good girl)

Owain | Fire Emblem: Awakening | Honored Guest | Devil

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[Meet Your Rooomates]
Owain's wasting no time getting excited about his living arrangements. He's in a new situation with new problems and it's all so very overwhelming so he falls back on his epic persona to shield him from dealing with that just yet. So with a flourish he leaps up onto his bed, facing the wall beside it and tosses his hands into the air at the vacant space while proclaiming, "Here, upon this hallowed wall, shall every new ally I recover or craft find rest. Each one a testament to my continued legend. One day I will be pulled to a new world yet again and what remains will be proof of the devastation I have caused."

He leaps down, doing a little twist to land facing the rest of the room. At least he's still agile, even if he feels a slight dullness where his true strength lies. He grins to those in the room and flashes his hand before his face, partially covering it as it hovers there and announces, "Welcome, fellow travelers. This place shall be our home and as such I will contain the power within so that it does not unleash and destroy all you see. This is a promise and proof of my will."

[Library]
At least he's a little quieter here. Only a little. Owain is busy checking out books that give him the lay of the land as well as books on blacksmithing, tools and weapons of this place. So much is going on and he can only hope to find his place in it all. He has to have a place in it. He doesn't just jump worlds because it's fun. Besides, they even said so.

That bit of quiet fades the moment anyone spends too much time in his vicinity. Whoever is unlucky enough to inquire about what he is reading, or just standing without average talking distance for too long will catch his eye. Owain targets tend to be people that are dressed similarly to himself as he says, "Behold, this place is overflowing with history that soon may be erased. Fates have drawn us here and soon we may be put to the test. I wonder, is this threat something innate to this land or something brought here much like ourselves, traveling with a purpose."

[Dining Hall]
"Though the dark and terrible power within me is sedated, I find myself famished! To the feast!" he calls out as he makes his way into the dining hall. He's not speaking to anyone in particular at first but he does pick someone dressed similarly to him to sit down with. Making eye contact is the biggest mistake here as doing so makes him that person's problem now. He takes his food and sits across or beside the person.

[Choose Your Own Adventure]
((ooc: Set the scene and Owain will play.))
justicereigns: (sidelong thinking)

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"Uh," Cue a nervous side glance and a deep obviously smoke-worn voice. "What power?"

Listen, if the blonde kid is going to go on a total rampage without warning, that is need-to-know information, even more than everything else!

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sam wilson | mcu | justice.

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A. ) AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES
[ sam wilson has always been proud of his ability to adapt. and yeah, okay, also befriending a supersoldier from the 40s and following him on all the crazy, world breaking, aliens-wizards-and-androids adventures had given sam something of a speed run when it came to learning to roll with the punches. plus, after being blipped out of existence for about five years, sam told himself to accept that weird shit is going to happen to him. probably often, especially now that he's taken on the title. steve didn't get to sit at home and only deal with the earth people problems, and now, neither would sam.

did he wish that maybe he could have gotten a warning? or that maybe these people would ask before magically transporting him across universes to play out some other country's political strifes? yes. did he think that would ever be likely? no. so sam reminds himself to be thankful that at least he's clothed and goes to the NORTH WING, finding that he's not...the only one a little out of sorts. he'll check in with people he thinks might need some checking in on, and moves between rooms to get a better lay of the land. if you're more than a little stressed, there's a chance you might get a fairly concerned sam wilson at your side, just to make sure everything is okay.

when he does finally settle, it's out on one of the halls, leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. if you get close enough, or approach him, he'll give a kind of complicated smile - confused, like he's lost in thought, but welcoming still. ]


This is weird, right? Like- this doesn't normally happen? [ a beat, and then sam will shake his head, pushing off the wall. ] Sorry, still wrapping my head around everything. I'm Sam. [ and he'll hold out a hand to shake. his momma taught him manners, after all. ]
B. ) DINNER'S ON ME
[ it wasn't going to be long before sam found the DINING HALL. and honestly, he would have been here sooner, if he hadn't been sidetracked by a discussion about the signs, and what they meant. he'd been told that the pattern on his clothes and the card on the wall had been justice, and really, sam isn't surprised. he may not entirely know what that means, but he's not surprised. he'll take that over something called the magician or the fool. maybe he should have paid closer attention to...what? tarot? palm reading? sarah had been into that in high school but sam had very distinctly not paid attention. now he wished he had.

still, sam finds himself in the dining hall with all sorts of foods and drinks laid out before him, and he gives something of a sigh of relief. food would be...good. right about now. and would probably help give him a way in with more locals. more places he can ask for information - what it really means that they're here to help with a great peril. there is a low grade urgency to figure out how the hell he's supposed to get back home, but the more people he talks to, the more that feeling settles in of you can't just leave them when they need help.

either way, he most likely ends up at one of the tables covered in the closest thing to sea food, picking his way through plates looking for what he can see to be the best options. you might be across from him, or approaching him from the side, but either way he's going to point to something closer to your reach with a raised brow. ]


Can you pass that my way?
C. ) WANDERING SOUL
[ the truth of it is, sam couldn't sit still if he tried. with all of the new information and political strife and people around, he finds it hard to settle in any one place for any extended period of time. so instead, he takes to exploring - or at least exploring as much as he is allowed, which means that at any given point he can be found....just about anywhere. he passes through the LIBRARY and STUDY HALL for sure, but if any of the up and coming wizards (he knew it always had to do with the big three. take that, barnes) try to show him any new magic, he'll smile and shake them off, muttering a sorry kid, not my thing before moving to a different spot in the room.

eventually, he'll get word of the DUNGEON - that there is one at all, and that there are people down there. people who have just shown up. it worries him more than just a bit when he thinks about it, which is going to draw him closer and closer to the doors that lead downward. it's not going to be long before he finally makes the plunge, trying to sneak through so that it's not picked up on that he's heading down there at all. he'll stop at the first cell he finds someone, but has plans to continue through, checking on the status of the prisoners, but also anything else. ]


My name's Sam. [ he'll start. ] You new here too?
D. ) WILDCARD
[ got another idea or another prompt? toss one at me! or shoot me a message! c: ]
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[ Bucky is mostly skulking in the shadows as he explores the place. He doesn't trust anything they tell him or at least he's not taking it at face value, but he's trying to learn as much as he can at the same time.

He's been keeping to shadows, mostly, talking to some people one on one, but mostly watching for cracks in the veneer of this place, but then he sees a familiar face passing through the study hall and he takes quick steps to catch up to where Sam is walking out of the space and falling into step as if he'd completely expected Sam to just be here.
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They aren't wizards.

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Mollymauk Tealeaf | Critical Role | The Fool

[personal profile] teafling 2021-05-21 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
1. ARRIVAL
Molly never thought about death and what it would be like. Still, drifting in a void, feeling like he was suffocating, surprised him. Was this how assholes were punished in the afterlife? He liked to think he did some good in his life, but he wasn't surprised that it wasn't enough.

He's pulled gasping from the pool of water and falls to the ground, struggling to catch his breath. He squints up at the world around him, sunlight harsh on his eyes after time spent in the dark depths of the well. He's admittedly not the smartest guy around, but he knows he's not dead. Not anymore, anyway.

He sits up and shakes the water from his hair. There are people around him talking but he doesn't really process anything they say. Being here is a jarring experience when the last thing he remembers is the encroaching darkness of death after the glaive sliced through his chest. He looks down, expecting to see the gash still there. There are only the scars that have always covered his body.

It's only when clothes are handed to him that he realizes he's naked. He has absolutely no shame, though. The appearance of clothes drags him into the here and now and he stands up, still naked. He sees that there are other people with him, people dripping wet and slipping into their provided clothes.

"What a party, huh?" He comments, an impish smile curling his lips just enough to expose a hint of his fangs.

2. ROOMMATES
He's dressed by the time he's led into the castle.

Molly whistles, impressed with the lodgings. The room is a nice size and the beds look exquisitely comfortable. He makes note of the four beds in the room. He's used to rooming with Fjord, so roommates aren't a problem for him (especially if they're as handsome as his half-orc friend).

He pulls back the curtain drawn around one of the beds and crawls into it. He stretches out, nestles his head against the pillow and moans his approval.

"Oh, yeah, this will do. This will do quite nicely."

3. FOOD
Molly wanders the castle, scouting his surroundings, the gears in his devious mind turning. Where there's wealth, there's a scam to be conducted.

But first, food.

While scoping out the castle, Molly comes across a dining hall. He waltzes in there like he owns the place, whether he's supposed to be in there or not. There's a mind-boggling amount of food, all of it much finer than what he's used to eating.

Molly carries a plate heaped with food to a table and sits down, not asking permission from the person already sitting there.

"Hey, friend," he says to the other occupant of the table with a glint in his eye that matches the devilish look of his Tiefling heritage. "Name's Mollymauk. Molly to my friends. And who might you be?"
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Food

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"J..." A hesitation. One of the first things that Jean learned about mages (at least the Bondsmagi of his world) was that allowing them to have one's true name is giving them power over oneself. While he doesn't think this very purple individual would deliberately compromise him, it might be best to step into a false name, at least for a moment. "Jovano, pleasure to meet you, Molly."

It's a name he's used before, so he won't be completely befuddled when someone calls it across the room.

"I've, ah, never made the acquaintance with someone so purple before."

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Mai | Avatar: the Last Airbender | The Lovers

[personal profile] maipokerface 2021-05-21 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[I] MEETING ROOMMATES
[It's perfectly understandable is Mai's roommates ignore her for the first few days. Mai herself sure seems determined to ignore them from the way she just never really talks to anyone in said room. She's gone most of the day, takes food from the dining room to who knows where to be eaten and then draws her curtains with a decided snap to her gesture in the evenings. All in all she doesn't invite friendliness in the least.

That is until one evening when anyone entering the room can find Mai propped up in her bed, curtains open and knees drawn up. There's a book plopped open in her lap and she flicks through it, face tensed and expression... conflicted. It's at least some difference from the apathetic or just downright angry expressions she's been wearing.]


Guess I can't be too shocked if the works of a kingdom speak highly of them.

[She gives a light huff of breath and then directs a glance over at whichever of her roommates is here at the time.]

You found out anything good? Or bad, take your pick.


[II] STUDY HALL
[All the talk of magic naturally has Mai curious. If she can't leave the castle -- and she's definitely tried -- then she might as well find something interesting to do. Vacillating between eating, reading and questioning any castle residents only go so far, particularly when the residents didn't have much to say beyond yammering about whatever was on her tunic.

So she hangs out in the study hall one evening after dinner first watching the junior mages from the sidelines with this sharp, appraising look like she's trying to pick out anything particularly useful.

When she does eventually approach she actually looks interested. She hangs on their instructions, nods as they speak to her like she really is listening and eventually when she conjures up a tiny flame in her palm?

If one blinks they'll miss the small upward tilt of the corners of her lips. It's such a tiny smile there one minute and gone the next, schooled back into strict indifference as the junior mage helping her out praises her efforts.]


It's not that impressive.


[III] WILDCARD
[Want to discuss signs? Want to try to convince Mai to come down to the dungeons with you? Maybe catch her flipping a knife to ease this dreadful, dreary boredom?
Feel free to PM if you want to plot or ask questions.]
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II - Study Hall

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Maybe not to you...

[Nadine hadn't meant to stare, but the magic fascinates her. Or rather, the idea that she herself could do the same. It's why she's been hanging around the study hall, perusing the scrolls and watching the mages and listening in on lessons. As appealing as it all is, there's something frightening in it as well. Some small part of her, lingering since childhood, whispers that it's forbidden. Good girls didn't stick their fingers in the unknown.

Of course it's been some time since Nadine was anything close to a 'good girl'.]


Sorry, I didn't mean to watch you, but we don't have this where I come from.

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pharaoh atem | YGO | the chariot

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scenario one
arrival: roommates?
wrong turn at afterlife


[ he'd thought the worst, at first. he'd thought he was back there, back in that swirling, all consuming darkness that he'd known for millenia. the difference now being that sense of self and identity that he never had back then, and he's not sure what would be worse: another three thousand years alone in the shadows without his memories, or those same years spent knowing what all he'd lost and could never recover again?

for most of the trek into the castle, as soon as he's confirmed this isn't the shadowy prison he'd previously been confined to, he's relatively silent. Atem's head is swimming with questions - what happened, why am I here, how I am here - but he follows the apprentice leading him through the castle, nervous hands holding on tight to the golden puzzle hanging around his neck, and for the most part, he keeps his mouth shut. maybe there's some part of him that's afraid of this being some sort of illusion, another trap. or that somehow, he'd made a miscalculation in his return. regardless of the hows and the whys, knowing this isn't what's supposed to happen at all is making it incredibly difficult to fit in, so to speak.

eventually, alone in the living quarters with nothing but his thoughts, he tries to process it. the door remains slightly ajar, but he hardly pays any mind to it, only trying to keep his voice low as he paces back and forth across the room. ]


You're fine ... you're okay, you're fine. [ he stops, looks at his hands, frowns at their trembling. this body is actually his. he's real, he's solid and corporeal and-- ]

You're ... alive, for some-- for some reason. [ shakes his head, deep breath. the Millenium Puzzle is here with him, he knows exactly why. ] But you're fine.


arrival: library
i want to play a game


[ with enough time, he feels more or less accepting of everything that's happening. it's still a strange and unsettling experience, but the more time he spends here, the easier it is to adapt. this is really happening, and he's really here - not observing the world from above while seated upon a golden throne in the afterlife. but here among them, in a different time, a different place. well and truly alone.

not ... not completely alone, Atem reminds himself. there are still plenty of people in the library when he walks in late that evening, but none are familiar faces. socializing, even now, remains one of his weaker skills. something he needs to get better at if he's going to survive this new life here.

he misses them. misses everyone. but this will be easier if he doesn't think about it. he needs a distraction.

luckily, Atem finds something suitable. rather than piles of books and histories to comb through, he's instead seated at a table with a deck of playing cards, a tower currently in the works in front of him. there's also a few boxes on the table containing board games - a chess board, checkers, and several others stacked one on top of the other. ]


Care to join me for a game? [ said when someone approaches, or to anyone giving his card tower a curious glance. he offers them a half smile, nerves evident but he is trying, the remaining cards with their beautifully intricate artwork shuffling in his hands. anyone is free to call him out for showing off. ]
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Scenario one

[personal profile] perpetual_underdog 2021-05-22 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Keep talkin' to yourself like dat and people are gonna start 'tinking you're crazy.

[The diminutive king might have neglected to notice the door was a jar but a nosey neighbor hadn't made the same oversight. Joey responded the way he normally did, speaking before giving the situation much thought or fully processing the significance of the moment. The shock soon followed as he invited himself in after nudging the door open]

Huh?! No way! Dat ain't Yug's body I'm seeing over 'ere. [Noting the different pigmentation that would have been impossible for Yugi to have acquired without some serious spray tanning, as well as other physical characteristics. He did recognize the puzzle around the other male's neck however which didn't alleviate his confusion.] Not dat I'm complainin' or anything, I'm just glad to see a familiar face. [Then he paused, tilted his head to one side and posed a question that maybe he should have led with]

You know who I am right?
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Sasarai | Suikoden | Welcomed โ™— Judgement Arcana

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Wandering Around
[Sasarai isn't sure what to make of his situation. The fact that nobody else wearing a tunic seems to know what is happening either is both worrying and comforting. Whatever is happening, it's widespread but at least he's not alone.

The people smiling at him and scurrying everywhere to make him feel at home is familiar enough. Bishops of Harmonia usually receive this sort of treatment. He's used to it, but it will never not feel a little awkward.

Once he's finally been left alone, Sasarai sets out to explore his surroundings. Sometimes he winces as light glints through the windows like sparkling diamonds. It's the True Earth Rune communicating with him and it's asking a question but he has no answers.

When he sees someone else wandering the ornate corridors he smiles and waves.]


Lost or exploring?


Roommates
[Sasarai enters the room with a pensive expression and looks around.

Small. Certainly smaller than his room back at the Circle Palace but it will do. He'd barely needed the space he'd had back home anyway.

He pulls aside the curtain of one of the beds just to look it over and speaks to anyone else in the room.]


Well, I guess we might as well decide who gets what bed. Any preferences?


Dungeon
[It's not long before Sasarai decides the cloying kowtowing of the resident mages isn't giving him the big picture.

He knows political propaganda when he sees it. He's taken part in enough of it himself over the years.

Eventually, he decides to venture into the dungeons. If there are prisoners here who were dragged into this world against their will like he was then maybe they can offer a different perspective on things.

He walks along the cells until he finds someone who looks like they'd be willing to have a chat.]


Dare I ask what you're here for?
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!! omg suikoden

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I do not have any. [ Selene makes a graceful, sweeping gesture, smiling softly. ] You arrived here first. Please, go ahead.

[ She's still not certain what to make of this sort of arrangement. She's never had to share rooms before. Except when she'd been imprisoned in Rome. ]

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childe (tartaglia) | genshin impact | the chariot

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I. WARM WELCOME
[ Success.

As most approach the unfamiliar with confusion, Childe instead offers the same courtesy as their hosts; putting on a practiced smile, nodding with understanding, twisting the silk fabric between his fingers in an effort to keep himself poised. The last thing he wants to express his anger -- not when he's in unknown territory and his powers are, from what he's been told, currently dormant. Though he is confident with his physical prowess, Childe makes the decision to go with the flow of things for the sake of learning what Abyss he's been swallowed into now.

Though it certainly is boring. He's better than to ignore the information provided, because anything is helpful at this point, but what truly catches his attention is their explanation of the world at hand. Only then does he perk a brow in interest, the oblivious shrugging at him causing some blood to boil before he exhales a loud sigh.

His fingers coil, nails digging into his palm, and all he can think of is just who will satisfy this desire inside of him: with a world of man new faces, surely a few could spar with him, right? ]


A war, huh... I assume that means everyone called here at least knows how a few punches. [ Starting the conversation -- after mild introductions -- without any hesitation, Childe looks his "roommate" in the eye with a sense of unrest. ] Though a few people here don't look like much of the fighting type, if you know what I mean. Makes me wonder if they'll start weeding us out -- or maybe they intend for us to do that ourselves?

II. DINING HALL
[ His stay in Liyue certainly spoiled him in enjoying another nations delicacies, but what is spread out before them is something else entirely. Some of the food reminds him of Snezhnaya, while other dishes remain foreign, and while the opportunity of eating fish causes his mouth to water he's still curious of what all is offered to them.

So he's trying everything. Picking at what he likes and dislikes obviously with his fork, chewing wordlessly, and at a quick glance he looks perfectly normal while experimenting the different foods.

Though anyone with a sharp eye may notice some tear in his knuckles, accompanied by a scratch on the side of his neck that has already begun to grow red. It's nothing he seems to acknowledge, at least, because if come to sit near him he perks a brow at your plate, pointing at it with his fork: ]
The veggies are pretty good, so make sure you eat plenty.

III. VISITOR
[ Curiosity leads him to the underground; the subtle dampness in the air, the darkness enveloping them... it's better than the Abyss, but Childe would be a liar if he said he was envious of those imprisoned.

Though he's not here to smuggle food or entertainment, if anything he's here to share information and help later (perhaps). ]


Hey. [ He offers a friendly enough smile, waving a hand as his expression softens. ] Looks like you got the bad end of the stick here, friend, but maybe they'll start letting you folk go on good behavior?

[ Unfortunately, all the words that spill from his mouth sound as if he's antagonizing them -- sorry! He's a bit of a bad guy. ]

IV. WILDCARD
( or feel free to hit me up with any of the available prompts or something more specific! pm is available. )
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[personal profile] recursive 2021-05-21 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
( curiosity! ah, how quaint! yuuta still isn't quite certain of the parameters by which some of the individuals that had been summoned via occult magical spell by way of creepy pitch-black well were declared a "success" and why many others were declared "failures," but he has (of course) landed himself into the latter category. nothing about this surprises him. bad luck tends to follow him โ€” figuratively, now, though in the past it had been very literal. as he always does (and as he had learned to do), he takes things in stride and attempts to extract what little good he can from a terrible situation. information filters oddly down here, but it does filter, seeming to come through the cracks in the stones of the castle and disseminate through the body of prisoners in the form of rumors:

"those that have been welcomed with open arms in the castle above? I've heard they're the reason we're down here in the first place."

he isn't the type to believe everything he hears. it's possible, certainly, but something about it doesn't sit well with him. to divide the newcomers and turn them against one another would be a very easy way to diffuse any animosity they might have toward the High Mage who had seemingly had them summoned here in the first place. it does pique his interest, however, and even without that, a visitor is the most exciting thing that's happened all day (as they haven't yet gotten their single hour out in the yard yet).

so he turns toward childe with rapt attention and, oddly enough, a smile. whereas his visitor's seems to spark and clash against the undercurrent of his words, yuuta's just seems to underline the rest of him: tentative, sincere, and... a little unsettling. even with his cursed energy cut off from him, he still has that vibe. maybe that's why he'd been sent away to the dungeons? anyway โ€” if yuuta picks up on the faint cutting edge in childe's words (he does), he doesn't show any sign of it, remaining open and genial. )


A nice thought, but that might be a little too much to believe, considering behavior seemingly wasn't what landed us in here in the first place. ( at least he doesn't think so? he had barely had time to put together a coherent thought before the old man had declared him a failure. )

Are you looking for someone in particular? ( or just being a tourist in the misfortune of others? )

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Jasper | Dragon Quest XI | Judgement

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Imprisonment

[The dungeon beneath the castle is as dark and silent as the grave. The corridors winding around the cells are just as still. There are barely any guards about. Torches burn bright and make it possible to look around. On the left, a stack of wooden crates and earthen jars. Ahead lies a circular iron cage. It is difficult to glance right with the burning lights - and the light pouring through the window up on the left hardly fills the space.

Hours later, the echoing of footsteps on stone echoes late at night. The sound of ranting draws people out of their sleep and iron chains rattle and clang as a literal monster is dragged through the corridor, herded by a retinue of guards who corral it with pike and spear. A spiked tail lashes back and forth, knocking those behind onto the floor and into the wall.]


Confinement

[It takes a few hectic moments before the beast is outnumbered; surrounded and driven backwards into a cell. The door is slammed in its face and the lock clunked in place. There is instantly some measure of relief until the monster draws to its full height and extends its wings across the entire width of the cell.

Everything hangs in silence for a handful of seconds. The tension of the event shows in the guardโ€™s tense shoulders and overbearing postures. Weapons are readied, stances changed or made. It might be ten seconds. It might be twenty. They stand at the ready until the monster is secure and the cell sealed and stable.

The demon is abandoned in the cell to rot with the chain still around its neck, mood soured and wings figuratively clipped.]
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[ He hangs back in the shadows of a corner of the dungeon as he hears the commotion. He has a line of sight on what is happening, the guards grappling with a being not too dissimilar from Molly himself. He'd seen winged tieflings before, although they seemed to be comparatively rare.

Once the guards disperse, he walks quietly down the corridor to the cage he'd watch the guards force this other person into. ]


What are you in for? [ He asks the question in Infernal, assuming this being is also a tiefling. ]

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daenerys targaryen | game of thrones | judgement

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breaker of chains, in shackles of her own:
[ She's not entirely aware of the sensation of the iron manacles snapping into place with a heavy clink around her delicate wrists; she's not completely aware of the staleness of the dark dungeon air as she's led in chains down the corridor to her cell. Instead, Dany is awash in confusion - where is Drogon, hasn't she just conquered King's Landing? Didn't her fingers just graze one of the blades of the Iron Throne, covered as it is in ash and soot...

...isn't there a knife still there, thrust up underneath her ribs, where her hot blood spills out and casts a dark stain over the front of her silver and black overcoat?

The guard arrives at her cell and shoves her inside, and it begins to register for her exactly where she is, and why she is here. Her throat is tight with a heavy swallow, her features hard and stern, but a crazed woundedness in her eyes when she lifts them to meet those of any others in the cell or the adjacent prison block.

When I find my last child once more, there will be no iron that will hold me down. ]


duck eggs and persimmon wine:
[ Meal time is a simple affair, but at least there is food and it's somewhat palatable; a flashback of Vaes Dothrak reminds her she's dined on less. Around her, though, many of the other prisoners aren't satisfied with the portion they're given, and some are resorting to brawling over scraps.

Daenerys pushes the remainder of her plate of meat, bun and wisps of lettuce aside, toward another prisoner across the table who looks as though they might need more. ]
I've eaten my fill. If you don't want it, give it to someone who may need it more. It shouldn't go to waste.

[ Nothing wrong with fostering an exchange of favors. ] Do you know anything about where we are?



[[ ooc: breaker of shackles, amirite? post-s8, up for wildcard plotting; PM or [plurk.com profile] spinebarrel! ]]
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[Estinien recognizes that look in her eyes - the damage of something unknowable to mere observers, to the thirst for freedom and perhaps for vengeance. He has not been one to approach others first, but there is a wrongness in her gaze that exceeds the other prisoners he's encountered.

Had something been done to her? Or had the summoners merely made a terrible life even worse?

He gazes back at her, unflinching, something about his expression hinting at a level of understanding. An appreciation for the open wound of her spirit. He watches her until she enters the cage more fully, his eyes narrowing with thought.]


Have they hurt you?

[There's not much he could do about it if they had, but it's certainly something he could add to his list.]

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Asaanelain | World of Warcraft OC | The Emperor

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Scenario One: General

He had gotten more used to the idea of being an honoured guest over the years since the Legion had tried - and, once more, failed - to invade and take Azeroth. Demon Hunters like him becoming accepted as part of Azerothian society, at least in part, was something he had not expected. Yet, as the commander of the Illidari, he was now... recognised. Known. Important. Being an honoured guest here, though, after having been summoned across the barrier between worlds had him uncertain.

He walked through the hallway in sandals, wearing clothing that felt honestly nonexistent against his skin. It was light and soft and, for him, altogether too delicate. But it did fit around his wings. He would give them credit for that, but it left him wishing for his armour. For a chestpiece that hid his tattoos. For gloves that covered the hardened skin of his hands. People tended to react better to him when he was covered, even if he remained a towering night elf with horns and wings. They could overlook it, it seemed, if he outwardly appeared more like him. Here... Here, he was anything but.

Library:

The first place he had made note of was the library. History, context, society - all could be discerned from the books that were kept, but he was, as ever, aware of the bias. All works of history or even storytelling had some sort of implicit bias, but in this environment, he wasn't yet sure if he could tell the bias from the truth. Time would have to tell. Still, he had gathered a select number of volumes and had taken a seat at the end of a table so his legs could extend rather than having his knees strike the underside of the table's surface.

Sign:

Upon hearing that his sign was The Emperor, he was first concerned that it was meant for him to be some sort of leader in a society he had yet to understand. As it was explained to him, however, he understood how it could be thought to summon him. Commander of the Illidari. One of Azeroth's champions. He trusted in those under his command to do their assignments and do them well - but he also knew that if they were in trouble, he would step in and give aid. That seemed to fall under the venue of this sign, as it was called, though, as he had looked around, he had found few with a similar sign. Interesting, and worth looking into.

Dungeons:

With the time that Asaanelain had, himself, spent imprisoned, he found himself wondering if the prisoners here had a similar situation. He, after all, had been imprisoned simply for following Illidan. Why were these imprisoned and him not? What was the true difference between them? His curiosity led him. There were many, many questions to ask, though as he glanced at the guards, he wondered how many questions would be wise.
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dungeons โ€” couldn't resist seeing a WoW here ๐Ÿ‘€

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[ this is hardly the first time traejan's seen the inside of a cell, and the one thing they all have in common is the fact that they're incredibly boring. which probably says plenty about what he thinks of his neighbours.

settled against the back wall of the cell, the poor lighting shrouds him largely in shadow. the glow of his eyes is visible along with numerous small runic shapes placed in orderly lines seemingly along each limb, or as much of them that his simple clothing doesn't cover. the locals weren't any more concerned about finding clothing for someone his size than they were about constructing suitably large beds, it seems. not for those destined for the dungeons anyway.

with little else better to do, he watches everyone else. he takes a particular interest in anyone who might wander โ€” or be similarly dragged โ€” in. a few have come and gone willingly, mostly human and therefore not particularly interesting. but this? this is a treat!

he stands and moves to the front, leaning against the bars like this is a bar and not a dungeon. in the light, the ashen pallor of undeath is clearly visible, as is the fact that his entire left arm is mechanised, the metal etched with the same runes. traejan can't quite match the height of a kaldorei but does well enough, over six-and-a-half feet of elven death knight. Sin'dorei or Quel'dorei by the look of him, but then it's difficult to tell allegiances by appearance alone~. ]


An Illidari? Here? Now that's unexpected. Why do you get to walk around like a free man? We should trade...

[ he raps his metal knuckles against the bars a few times and grins. ]

You're used to this, aren't you?

Ooh, a DK!

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