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Phantasmal Rift Mods ([personal profile] phantasmods) wrote in [community profile] phantasmemes2018-04-12 11:09 pm
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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.
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[personal profile] replifaker 2018-04-14 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[He freezes, heart skipping a beat at the sound of that voice, calling for him uncertainly. He tries to pull his gaze away from her, but he can't. It would be like denying himself water in a desert, and Shirou can't help drinking in the sight of her. Unharmed. Not a doll, out of her mind and trying to slay him. He can't pay attention to any of the details that he should be, like the length of her hair - only that it's Sakura as he remembers her, calling him "senpai" in that gentle voice of hers.

The only solace of Emiya Shirou, who'd lost everything he ever tried to hold. Including her.

He shivers a bit, hearing her use his full name. Sakura hasn't said his full name since they first met, and never like that. Like it has meaning, and it really does feel like his arm is trembling as she reaches out to him...

If she could just take hold of that trembling shoulder... Then...

But... she won't.

Not yet, at least, because Shirou steps back before she can make any contact. His head is lowered, but as he lifts it...]


My name is Emiya Shirou, yes. [His smile is terribly, terribly sad.] If you touch me, Sakura, will you disappear again?

[He doesn't know why he asks. Because... she has to be another illusion, right?]

[personal profile] imaginenumbers 2018-04-14 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[It really is him.

Those words of acknowledgement - of him saying his name, and then even saying her own in spite of the fact that she hasn't even introduced herself. So he does know who she is, even if he's different. She honestly hates that it gives her some sense of relief, that it makes her heart flutter in joy when it shouldn't, but it does anyway.

She pulls her arm away, keeping her hands close to her chest. That smile of his is something that she's never seen on him before and it makes her so sad that she almost wants to cry. But she doesn't. Sakura pulls her emotions in and tries to return with a smile, a touch sad as well.]


I'm not going to disappear, senpai.