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TEST DRIVE 003
Hello, and welcome to the third test drive for Phantasmal Rift!
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 Fissure known as Amesta Forest - a forest filled with silver mist and shrouded in eternal twilight, where your dreams become real! For a certain limited definition of real. This is significantly less awesome than it sounds. On the bright side, anyone within the mists will find themselves with no need to sleep, as though trapped in the same spring evening as the rest of the forest.
OPTION ONE: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM
This first option might happen to you just about anywhere. From the swirls of silver mist comes a shape - or perhaps more than one shape? Who knows, it's your dream -
Well, probably. It could also be someone else's.
Those who stay too long in any one part of the mist will find their subconscious minds influencing it into shapes - the exact sort of things that appear in their dreams. As with their real dreams, the details are sometimes strange - too much detail, or not enough, depending on where your focus is. The character who 'created' the dream specter will instantly understand what it's supposed to be, but other viewers might have some difficulty with it.
Fortunately for those of you prone to violent nightmares, these dream figures are incapable of doing harm - any blows struck by them simply leave behind the dampness of walking through thick mist. A hard enough blow will similarly disperse them - or, in most cases, you can simply move quickly and leave them behind.
OPTION TWO: THE MOVEMENTS OF THE TREES
A forest filled with mist is honestly a kind of spooky place, isn't it?
Well, it's about to get spookier, when you notice that there's a tree... somewhere there wasn't a tree, before. Or maybe it's that you were looking around and realized that a tree wasn't there here there was one before, instead leaving behind only a round, torn-up patch of earth from where the roots were buried.
Either way, there's only one conclusion to be drawn - the trees are moving.
Those who pay close attention will soon realize that it's only one kind of tree that moves - an absolutely unfamiliar kind, with mist-silver bark and thin, almost translucent leaves in large handlike shapes. They aren't very tall, and their branches split low to the ground, the structure something like a less crooked Japanese maple. The Wanderwoods seem prone to following specific people, usually only moving when out of sight, though you might catch them shuffling along if you have quick reflexes for looking over your shoulder.
What do they want? Well, nothing, really. They're just attracted to sapient beings and, especially, the way the mist forms into their dreams. So while they won't do anything in particular to the characters themselves, anyone with a dream-form hanging around them might find that manifestation suddenly papered in thin, grabbing leaves... and swallowed up.
OPTION THREE: WHAT NOW IS FOUND?
Not all of the forest is trapped in eternal spring. One part of it is held in exactly the opposite - a brilliantly colored autumn morning, just before dawn, with the trees overhead colored in brilliant reds and oranges. Leaves drift down in a slow breeze, and pile up in random places among the trees (which never seem to run out of leaves to drop), and silver pools of water gather at the bases of the trees and in any other depressions, their surfaces perfectly still mirrors.
The mist is quite a bit thinner here, too, which allows you to see... What is that familiar shape in the distance, between the trees?
While dream manifestations are uncommon in the region of Fall's Heart, it's not only dreams that manifest here. Instead, characters will see the figures of those they've lost - instantly recognizable, but unreachable and nearly impossible to catch, running through the trees heedless of how you call after them. It's impossible to catch up to them by mundane means, and those who use supernatural means to do so -
- will find that, at their touch, the vision crumbles into silvery mist-water, forming another of those perfect, reflective pools at their feet.
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 Fissure known as Amesta Forest - a forest filled with silver mist and shrouded in eternal twilight, where your dreams become real! For a certain limited definition of real. This is significantly less awesome than it sounds. On the bright side, anyone within the mists will find themselves with no need to sleep, as though trapped in the same spring evening as the rest of the forest.
OPTION ONE: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM
This first option might happen to you just about anywhere. From the swirls of silver mist comes a shape - or perhaps more than one shape? Who knows, it's your dream -
Well, probably. It could also be someone else's.
Those who stay too long in any one part of the mist will find their subconscious minds influencing it into shapes - the exact sort of things that appear in their dreams. As with their real dreams, the details are sometimes strange - too much detail, or not enough, depending on where your focus is. The character who 'created' the dream specter will instantly understand what it's supposed to be, but other viewers might have some difficulty with it.
Fortunately for those of you prone to violent nightmares, these dream figures are incapable of doing harm - any blows struck by them simply leave behind the dampness of walking through thick mist. A hard enough blow will similarly disperse them - or, in most cases, you can simply move quickly and leave them behind.
OPTION TWO: THE MOVEMENTS OF THE TREES
A forest filled with mist is honestly a kind of spooky place, isn't it?
Well, it's about to get spookier, when you notice that there's a tree... somewhere there wasn't a tree, before. Or maybe it's that you were looking around and realized that a tree wasn't there here there was one before, instead leaving behind only a round, torn-up patch of earth from where the roots were buried.
Either way, there's only one conclusion to be drawn - the trees are moving.
Those who pay close attention will soon realize that it's only one kind of tree that moves - an absolutely unfamiliar kind, with mist-silver bark and thin, almost translucent leaves in large handlike shapes. They aren't very tall, and their branches split low to the ground, the structure something like a less crooked Japanese maple. The Wanderwoods seem prone to following specific people, usually only moving when out of sight, though you might catch them shuffling along if you have quick reflexes for looking over your shoulder.
What do they want? Well, nothing, really. They're just attracted to sapient beings and, especially, the way the mist forms into their dreams. So while they won't do anything in particular to the characters themselves, anyone with a dream-form hanging around them might find that manifestation suddenly papered in thin, grabbing leaves... and swallowed up.
OPTION THREE: WHAT NOW IS FOUND?
Not all of the forest is trapped in eternal spring. One part of it is held in exactly the opposite - a brilliantly colored autumn morning, just before dawn, with the trees overhead colored in brilliant reds and oranges. Leaves drift down in a slow breeze, and pile up in random places among the trees (which never seem to run out of leaves to drop), and silver pools of water gather at the bases of the trees and in any other depressions, their surfaces perfectly still mirrors.
The mist is quite a bit thinner here, too, which allows you to see... What is that familiar shape in the distance, between the trees?
While dream manifestations are uncommon in the region of Fall's Heart, it's not only dreams that manifest here. Instead, characters will see the figures of those they've lost - instantly recognizable, but unreachable and nearly impossible to catch, running through the trees heedless of how you call after them. It's impossible to catch up to them by mundane means, and those who use supernatural means to do so -
- will find that, at their touch, the vision crumbles into silvery mist-water, forming another of those perfect, reflective pools at their feet.
Eric | Zero Time Dilemma | 15 Strangers R1 CRAU
Waking up in a strange new place is obviously something that would and should scare him after being put into two separate death games, but it's more than that... it reminds him of that forest, the one with the cold lake. The person it reminds him of is not here yet, at least. That's more the realm of Fall's Heart. He won't have too much time to think about that anyway, since he cares a lot more about where Mira is. After everything that had happened, he can't bear to have her out of his sight any more, but she's nowhere to be seen... And eventually, the mists begin taking shape of his dreams. Eric is definitely gullible enough to fall for this.]
1A
[The first thing to materialize near him is a horrifying dragon with what appears to be hands squirming out from all kinds of places beneath its flesh.]
W-What the fuck!? No! You're not supposed to exist anymore! That's not-
[But it's coming closer so he's screaming and running before the word 'possible' makes it to his mouth.]
2
[After evading the dragon in a COMPLETELY DARING FASHION (no) it has finally eroded, leaving the mists to try another trick. This time they take the shape of a gorgeous lady that he makes a beeline for as soon as he notices.]
Mira... Mira! Oh, I'm so glad you're safe!
[He's so happy to see her he's sparkling. No, literally. There's an actual light show emitting from him, piercing the mist and everything, as he reaches out and tries to take her hand. Which ... may or may not result in success, since. A TREE JUST ATE HER.]
GAAAAH!!
1B
[Did that really just happen? He can't leave the forest until he finds a way to save Mira!! But there's an obstacle in his way. This time it's just the blurred outline of a man, who is hurling abusive words from a distance, but stumbling around in a way that looks drunk and never quite finding his hiding spot. Because Eric is definitely hiding, but he's a grown man, not as scared of the apparition as he could be. Instead he's looking at his hands, kind of wondering if he's dead or something. The people who did die, they went to another place, so doesn't that mean it's possible? Cause his dad and the dragon, they were definitely dead. He's shaking as he imagines the possibilities.]
The hell is this place...?!
3
[He finally found Fall's Heart. There's a little boy that somewhat resembles Eric running through the red trees, and the man freezes in his tracks. Fear leaves his face for a moment, replaced with sadness and disbelief. He doesn't know what to do with this. Not at all... but the kid is running away, and soon he vanishes behind something else. Eric tenses up once he's out of sight, seized with the urgency to do something, anything. But the only thing he can think of to do is yell across the woods.]
I'M SORRY! Sorry... Chris... oh god...
[But he's not sure if he can chase him. Frankly, he's really afraid to try, but he still stares into that spot where he disappeared. He's hoping, if anything, "Chris" will turn back.]
1B, abusing magic
[With a flick of her hand, she tosses out a whirling tempest of flowers and butterflies that tears the abusive illusion apart into mist.]
Goddamn mist fakes.
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O-Oh, I get it! So that was a hallucination... I thought it was some kind of ghost or...
[Well, he's seriously got to reflect on what the past few months have done to him, to be thinking something's a ghost before a trick. He takes a lot more things at magical face value now, but that doesn't mean it always has to be the case.]
Whatever, it's stupid. Thanks for dealing with it. Um, but who exactly are you...?
[A bit impolite, but he's still on edge.]
1A
Er--?!
[ooOOOOKAY, that's a monster dragon. As quickly as he arrived, Junpei skids, reverses his momentum, and takes off running again.]
What the hell, what did you do?!
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I don't know why the fuck it's after me! I-I'm not even the one who killed it, mostly!
[He could have said that he also didn't kill anyone to deserve an execution, but considering who the dragon worked for, that is probably not even close to true at this point. He looks over his shoulder in terror, then at the person beside him, and that's when realization that it's Junpei clunks into place. He can't even say how long it's been since he's seen that guy, time seemed to pass so slowly while Mira was in prison and then Eric got kidnapped. On some level it's nice to see him again (he faintly remembers, when his memories of escaping the Decision Game had been erased, he'd wondered if C-Team was still alive), but this isn't really the time for catch-up! He grumbles.]
Can't even get a good shot at it...
[He has a bag with a bunch of random crap on him, and the 'shot' he's referring to is a crossbow.]
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[How do you "mostly" not kill something?! Junpei risks a glance back over his shoulder, though, and then runs a little closer to Eric.]
So it's killable? With normal weapons? You're positive.
[He doesn't sound worried anymore. That's his puzzle-solving face.]
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A bunch of people went after it with swords, and - and McBurn had poison, but it should die if it takes enough damage!
[He doesn't say 'will' though, because frankly, he has no idea why it's not dead NOW if that's not the case... the only person who would want it back in existence is someone he also thought was dead and he'd never see again. Actually, if he thinks of it that way, there could be a much worse reason for this dragon chasing him. So while Junpei has found his puzzle cool, Eric is suddenly even more worried than before.]
I have to hurry up and kill it... if it's back then she might be too... hey! Do you have anything better on you?
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[He slaps Eric's back and peels off so the dragon will have to pick one of them to chase--and then, whether or not it chooses Eric, Junpei throws something that just materializes in his hand, and zips away in a bolt of reddish light. He warps between the trees, aiming for a place above and behind the dragon, and once he's got his throw lined up--
He warp-strikes, Final Fantasy XV-style, right into the
Hydra'sdragon's back.]no subject
[Where- Oh. Why is Eric completely not surprised to suddenly be bait. Well, it doesn't actually change his situation for the worse, so he'll just scoff, growl a half-hearted "Asshole" and keep running for dear life, this is fine. Out of the corner of his eye, he can sort of see him turning red, but the movement is barely fast enough to follow while he's busy fleeing (and/or screaming, if the dragon looks to be catching up with him in the moments before the Warp Strike™.) He'll allow himself to be properly dumbfounded only once the major hit makes the dragon dissolve into its true form of mist.]
I-It disintegrated?! [Well, that is definitely a dragon-free horizon, so that means this is a good time to Smile! Even though he definitely thinks he's missing something here. It almost seemed like Junpei had some kind of mantled ability, but it's not one he recognizes at all. Also, don't mind him bending forward a bit to catch his breath, hands on his knees.]
Where'd you learn to do that? [He is meeting this with a lot less incredulity than he typically might have in the past, though it can be partly attributed to the relief he's feeling from not having to run away from a dragon anymore.]
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Death game murder hell, assholes in space edition. ...About five thousand years in the future. I've had an interesting year.
[To put it lightly.]
Has it even been a year for you? You know. Since Delta.
[Does he even know who Delta is? He should, he was on the bastard's team, but it's hard to be sure when interdimensional kidnappings make screwy time bullshit even screwier.]
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[He hates the multiverse!! Thankfully, they seem to be from the same timeline, barring any surprises. Eric crosses his arms, really quite alarmed to hear that he was in a death game future space world for an entire year, though hopefully most of that would have been not in a game proper. Catching up with their own reality is the reasonable first step, though, so he blinks a couple times and then nods.]
Uh, yeah, give or take. Did you hear about Sean busting Mira out of prison? That's the last thing I remember from... our world, but a lot's happened on our end too.
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[Junpei closes his mouth suddenly, eyes wide, then looks really, really earnest.]
Eric. You gotta tell me, man. Did Carlos shoot that shitty old man? It's like I've been stuck on a cliffhanger except the TV show is my goddamn life, all I remember is him pointing the gun.
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Well, if that's the last thing you remember, crap. I mean, he let him go, but Sean said there's a timeline where he did pull the trigger... so that means you could be from either one, right?
[One of those Schrodinger's cat things D-Team likes to go on about... though he never really fully understood the concept.]
...But for what it's worth, I don't remember you going missing for a year after that, so this is either memory bullshit or you're from the other one.
1A
Oh, no--]
Stand back!
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[He's panicked though, he totally just listens to her]
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I'm going to fight it!
[And she lets her arrow fly, and...!
It goes right through doesn't it]]
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That didn't do ANYTHING!
[At least now he knows not to waste darkle arrows on it. And he's going back to running, but he'll try and pull Kana along if it looks like she isn't.]