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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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[God, she's fine. Okay. His heart's still beating like a hammer, but she's all right, they're both here and alive. Junpei exhales, then kneels to gently take her foot in his hands so she doesn't have to crane her neck to see.]
All right. You're bleeding, but it's not too bad. Do you have a handker... right, you're in your pajamas.
[He pats his pockets, then--well, hey, it's a dream, right? Of course he's got access to the Armiger in a dream. Junpei pulls a first aid kit out of it and gets to work.]
Guess I should carry you from here on out, huh, ojou-san? There, how's that?
[All cleaned up with a fresh Band-aid.]
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[ That shapeless feeling of apprehension flutters in her stomach again and it takes her a moment before she can realize what the problem is. But then she arrives at it, just in the same moment she speaks; ]
But it hurt. It hurt and it even bled, but that doesn't happen in my dreams. I either don't feel it, or I wake up before it even happens.
[ And it was pervasive enough that the presence of any sort of pain, even as simple as the knick of a papercut, had been one of her first clues in the Fantasy Sweet that their memories had been just that – memories – and not just dreams. ]
So I should've woken up. But I'm still here.
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[Oh. That's not good. That is, in fact, bad.]
It's fine if it's my dream, right? ...But it's not. Is it. ...Shit.
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[ She trails off, the words already going dry and sour in her mouth. Without even seeming to be aware of what she's doing, Yuuri pushes the sleeve of her cardigan up and starts rubbing at the spot on her arm where the PIP used to sit. ]
Where are we, Junpei?
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We're outside. We're together. These are the clothes I remember wearing, I still have... I still have Armiger access.
[He lifts his head with a sharp intake of breath.]
Dad must be here, too.
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If he's here, do you think he'll be alone? Or will Church be with him?
[ And then that tension that'd eased out her her ramps right back up into her shoulders. ]
And if we're both here, then Ruu-chan– who's with Ruu-chan? Unless she's here, too?
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[He squeezes her hands.]
If something bad was going to happen to her, I'd have gone back and fixed it. Us, we can take care of ourselves as long as we're together, but you know I'd never leave any chance Ruu-chan would get hurt. So... so she has to be fine.
[For a moment, he's silent, just thinking and staring into her eyes.]
...If we're going to split up to look, you need footwear. You think my socks will be enough? My shoes'll be too big for you.
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Right. You're right. She's... she's fine. I know she's fine.
[ Or rather: she knows that Junpei wouldn't let there be a timeline where that wasn't the case, so long as he could help it. She manages to give him a tiny smile. ]
I think they'll be fine. I'll just have to pay a little more attention to where I'm stepping, but I'll be okay.
If we're splitting up, though, we need to make sure we can find each other again. Did you see any landmarks or a path or anything like that?
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[Maybe splitting up isn't such a good idea.]
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[ She trails off in thought and then suddenly looks bright-eyed with an idea. ]
No, I know – you can still access the Armiger, can't you? That means I must be able to as well. There'll be something in there we can use to get each other's attention. Like firing a flare signal, or... I don't know, one of the glitter cannons?
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[He kisses her temple. It's okay. They're going to be okay.]
If the glitter cannon doesn't work, I'm pretty sure I can maybe shoot fire without catching this whole forest and killing us all.
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So long as you're pretty sure.
[ She catches his hand before he can go – the warm, living one – and lifts it to her lips so she can press a kiss there, quick and soft. ]
Just be careful. If anything seems wrong or off, then come and find me. We might cover more ground splitting up, but if anything starts smelling like danger then I want us to be together.
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[<3 <3 <3]
Let's not spend too long split up. An hour, two hour tops? Any longer than that and I'll miss you too much.
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[ But she's smiling properly now. This situation's about as terrible as it gets without a PIP slapped on you, but she's not alone, at least. ]
Two hours, then we'll meet back up and go over what we know. Even if this place is big, I'll be surprised if we don't run into anyone between now and then. Chances are pretty good that even if we don't run into Dad, there'll be plenty of other people who've turned up here, too.
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[Well, that all seems in order. One more kiss for the road.]
I'll come running to you this time, all right? Since I'm the one with shoes, Cinderella.
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[ Everything's... not exactly going to be fine, but it's certainly going to turn out better than if any single one of them was here alone.
She gives his hand one final squeeze just to remind herself of that before she turns and starts making some headway herself. Time for Operation Search and Rescue the Antichrist. ]