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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.
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Without turning around, Yuuri reaches back with her hand, feeling the space behind her until her fingers encounter the trunk of a tree. Then she takes a few steps back until she's flush with the tree and thereby a little less vulnerable. She hasn't taken her eyes off this stranger the entire time. ]
What do you want?
[ Not like there's much point in asking a who are you in a dream. ]
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(That is, if it is a new place. He wants to believe Prompto, but it's just so farfetched.)
He moves slowly, giving her plenty of time to read his movements, strapping his gun against his back so that the weapon is out of the equation.]
I'm on the lookout for people like you and me. Lost people.
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[ It comes out immediately and without thought and she regrets saying it immediately. Though her tone is sharp and unshaking, her body language is sending all sorts of tells. The way she's pressing back against the tree and the way her shoulders have hunched up to her ears make it clear as day that she's frightened, however hard she tries to cover it up. ]
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[Behind the mask, Talon smiles sympathetically. He used to protect people like her, before he became a criminal. Maybe this new place would give him a chance to do it again.]
[In the hopes that it makes her a little less nervous, he reaches up (keeping his hands in clear view and moving deliberately) to take it off. His face may seem a little feminine, but he holds himself like one of the guys and his voice (even without being muffled by the mask) is just androgynous enough to pass anyway.]
There are a few tells. [But he doesn't want to embarrass her, so he won't list them.] Neither of us belong here, but here we are anyway. I just want to help you get grounded and to safety.
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So she doesn't have much choice but to listen. How annoying. ]
And where exactly is safety?
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[He takes brief stock of his surroundings, noting that the trees have changed again.]
Some research station outside of these woods. I don't know exactly where it is, but my plan is to round up people and try to get us in a group so that we're easier to find. Plus there's safety in numbers, you know? There's no telling who or what we'll run into here.
[...the master of inspiring confidence.]
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... There's already a few people I know here. We've been doing our best to track each other down and I bet a few of us would've stumbled across some other people. That might make things easier.
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[If Talon seems unusually comfortable, it's because he's used to this act. The "trust me, I'm not a danger to you" dance that members of Knight Errant were taught to go through with civilians. The truth of the matter is that he isn't sure if this is a normal human or if she has magical powers or something. As much as he doesn't want to find himself stabbed or disintegrated when he's not looking, he recognizes how unhelpful showing his own paranoia would be in this situation. So he puts a lid on it for now, but keeps an eye on her hands in case they wreathe with magical fire or something similarly dangerous.]
Biggest challenge right now is navigation. The trees move in this forest.
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[ There's the ghost of a smile on her face and more than a hint of pride in her voice. As terrible as the situation might be, Yuuri's fairly sure that if they stick together then they'll muddle through. It's what they've always done, isn't it?
Her smile fades, just a touch though, at the mention of the trees and she tilts her head. ]
They move?
[ If she sounds a touch disbelieving, it's because she certainly is. ]
Do they really move? Or is it just another... another one of these illusions?
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[The careful observer may note the scuffs of dirt on his knees. Ask him how he found out about the holes. Go ahead.]
It's only certain ones, too. Distinctive ones with silver bark and weird leaves. Which makes them great markers, except that, again, they move.
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Things can't ever be simple, can they?
[ She's going to find the person responsible for putting her in here and she's going to put them in a headlock until they apologize profusely. ]
Have you had any luck at all with working out where we need to be going? If we do, I can see about gathering the people I know are around.
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[He pauses, suddenly really uncertain of his exact location. The forest had a habit of doing that to him. Between never having been in an actual forest until now and the constantly moving trees, he was out of his element.]
Uh. North, which is unhelpful without a compass or point of reference, I recognize. But there's also a giant tree in the middle of everything and the others that were here before us are supposed to be checking it out. It's kinda "pick your poison" for us. Get lost trying to find the station or get lost trying to find the tree, but have a higher chance of finding people who do know what they're doing.