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Phantasmal Rift Mods ([personal profile] phantasmods) wrote in [community profile] phantasmemes2018-12-07 12:25 am
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TEST DRIVE - BELLMARE MOUNTAINS

Hello and welcome to Phantasmal Rift's Test Drive Meme!

Test drive threads are assumed to be game canon for accepted characters unless otherwise noted, so don't feel like you'll have to introduce yourself a second time to everyone you meet! As an added bonus, participation in the test drive comes with the chance to earn up to two items of loot for your trouble! Characters who are accepted can earn one item for having a top level, and one for tagging out to someone else's top level! Your SWEET LOOT will be included with your acceptance notice.

Additionally, characters currently in game can earn themselves a piece of bonus loot for the dungeon by tagging people's top-levels on the test drive! Existing characters get their bonus loot along with the rest of their loot at the conclusion of the dungeon.

This test drive takes place in the Bellmare Mountain range, a chilly environment even when it's not locked in the dead of winter. Considering that November is just starting to bite - or is it, with the Fissure's time-displacement effect in place? - that makes for an extremely chilly reception for all of the new arrivals. If you're a person at risk of frostbite, you'd better hunker down in one of the scattered mountain cabins or find someone with extra snow gear, and quick.

Once you're a bit more warmed up, exploration of the area will reveal that it's largely abandoned, but there's still some evidence of past human habitation. Old chair lifts stand guard over untouched ski slopes, the remains of what was once a resort, and a handful of hiking paths twist back and forth through the mountain forests, the snow melting off them due to the magical crystals in the gravel that lines the paths.

LET IT SNOW

Chances are that, upon arriving, you find yourself outside in the snowfall. Hopefully you weren't from somewhere too terribly warm, but chances are that unless you were specifically in a cold environment before, you're going to be feeling the chill now. (Unless, of course, you're not human and don't get bothered by the cold. That happens.)

Fortunately, there are plenty of paths scattered around that are warm enough to keep the snow melted off of them - it shouldn't be that hard to stumble across one. The question then becomes, which way to shelter and civilization? You'll have to take a bit of a gamble, but it's almost certainly better than staying where you are and freezing.

LOCKED IN

How fortunate, then, that you were able to find shelter against the cold - at least for the time being. The wooden cabin is the exact opposite of luxury, but there's a bed and wood to make a fire in the fireplace, so you can't ask for terribly much else. Especially once night falls - or when the snow outside begins to fall in more than flurries - it's far better to be outside than in. Even if you can't figure out how to start the fire, the dimly glowing crystals that serve as fire starter will at least keep your hands warm.

Of course, with only a limited amount of shelter to go around in these mountain trails, it's fairly inevitable that you would have to share with someone... Hope they're friendly, otherwise this place is going to get awkward fast.

FROSTY THE - OH, MAN!

And if you're still running around outside, sooner or later you're almost certain to run into a deep patch of snow that rises up to meet you. These giant snowmen, ten feet tall and aggressive, stand up in response to anything that isn't the local wildlife approaching - and their goal is quite simple. Better watch out, because these guys are your own personal avalanche, seeking to bury you under themselves until either the cold or the weight saps the life out of you.

One's dangerous, but it's not uncommon to find them in groups of 3-5, either, which is where things start getting to be a problem. Luckily, it's possible to melt them down to nothing, or just blast them apart with pure force - the scattered snow won't rise again, at least not any time soon.
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[personal profile] hardbargain 2018-12-18 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sure... like a gunslinger. Only with way less magitek.

[Because that's how all guns work, right?

Honestly he's just fine letting the boy take care of the fire, he's determined and blase enough that he clearly knows what he's doing. Would it have been easier to just toss the fire in his hand into the grate? yeah. But he's also eager to sit the hell down, exhausted and wet and-

Suddenly kind of glad that the prized strip of coeurl pelt had been burned off his arm as the small creature watches him. He's not entirely sure he'd want to piss the little guy off.]
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[personal profile] and_that_is_the_truth 2018-12-18 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
What's 'magi-tek'?

[Once the fire was alive enough to feed itself without Jake's constant attention, the boy turned to sit himself down on the hearth, gun resting within easy grabbing distance. Just in case.

Oy joined him by the baby warmth, laying next to the boy but keeping those sharp eyes on their company.]

I'm Jake, by the way. Sorry I pulled iron on you, but you kinda deserved it...
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[personal profile] hardbargain 2018-12-19 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
The... firepower behind most mechanical weapons?

[Sure, not all guns were magitek but if you weren't using magitek then you needed magic or you were going to be outclassed in a heartbeat.]

Nice to meet you, Jake. I'd offer a hand shake but I feel like your friend there might take off a finger or-

[He stops abruptly, eyes snapping shut as guilt washes over him. Regis...]

Yeah... I deserved it. Sorry for scaring you, kid.
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[personal profile] and_that_is_the_truth 2018-12-19 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Wait. Where you come from, guns run on magic?

[Okay, that was kind of cool. And weird. And a little unnerving considering that his only knowledge of magic came from Walter and that was...well, that wasn't the best example for this. Less 'fireballs down Main St' and more 'manipulate your brain with my will'.

At the man's sudden change of expression, Jake frowned slightly, carefully keeping his thoughts to himself and not reaching out to the Touch that came so naturally to him. It was rude to go poking around in people's heads.]


It's okay. And Oy is protective, but he's a good boy. Don't try to hurt us and he'll have no reason to bite you. Right, Oy?

[And, possibly to Nyx's surprise, there came a gruff "Oy!" in response.]
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ftr Jake is welcome to use the Touch on Nyxie

[personal profile] hardbargain 2018-12-20 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Not all of 'em but... yeah.

[And it's bullshit. That's exactly why the Empire is fucking them over so much. Daemons and magitek.]

Not planning on hurtin you. [He sighs heavily but he's not really going to argue that the kid has no reason to believe him. He does, however tilt his head in Oy's direction, curious and wondering, briefly, if shock is setting in hard enough that he's hallucinating now. Audio hallucinations aren't exactly a new thing for him after all.]

Right... it talks. Why not.
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[personal profile] and_that_is_the_truth 2018-12-20 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Huh.

[He didn't like the sound of that, actually. Guns were real, solid objects with mechanics that he knew and understood. Bullets were also something he understood and could even create if he absolutely had to.

He'd never done it, but the knowledge was there...and his hands, while not as sure as Roland's, would no doubt find their way.

Magic was something he didn't understand. Something he wasn't sure if he wanted to understand. Sure, he had the Touch, but even that wasn't magic. It was more of a universe guided gut reaction, so to speak.

Like how he knew without having to really look that Nyx was dying. Slowly. A part of him twisted his guts at the thought of being alone in a room with a man who could end up like...

no.

He rose smoothly to his feet, graceful despite his coltish age.]


I need to stop the bleeding. It's not going to feel good.
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[personal profile] hardbargain 2018-12-31 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[The fact that Jake doesn't confirm that the little fuzzball is, in fact, talking sure as hell doesn't help convince him that he's not just going crazy.

But the fact that the boy seems to be convinced that he's going to do something about the wounds has his brows raising, an edge of hysterical amusement flickering through pale blue eyes.]


Yeah hasn't felt good for awhile, kid. Hollow points are hell.

[Luche's words come back to him and he has to grit his teeth, fingers curling into a tight fist. Crowe... gods fucking damn him. She deserved better than that.]
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[personal profile] and_that_is_the_truth 2018-12-31 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He nodded, not bothering to say anything else as he made his way over to the other man. He could see the blood from the gunshots, but he didn't have much in the way of helping that. He'd need surgery.

Or a priest.]


I can burn them closed. It'll keep you from bleeding to death, but it might throw you into shock. Other than that...that's about it. I deal in lead, not healing.

[It amused him how easily that phrase left his lips, but why wouldn't it? It was true.]