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Phantasmal Rift Mods ([personal profile] phantasmods) wrote in [community profile] phantasmemes2018-01-19 12:29 pm
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TEST DRIVE 001

Hello, and welcome to the first 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.

(In the future, characters who are in-game can also earn themselves an extra item of loot for tagging in to top levels on the test drive, to be distributed with the rest of their loot upon dungeon completion.)

This first test drive is based in the Fissure nearest to the Station, and comes with three potential options, all with a distinctly watery bent -

OPTION 1: MAROONED

Hey, uh... What's that maroon film distorting your vision? And how did you get on this beach, anyway?
So long as the sun is shining, there doesn't seem to be a problem out here on the beach, aside from the strange maroon tint to everything. But when clouds pass over, the tint grows darker, and darker, and the water grows redder, and redder...

That... can't be blood, can it?

Characters who remain beneath the patchy cloud cover will find themselves filled with increasing anxiety that the ocean is made of blood, until either the cloud passes or they check the water for themselves. The bad news is, that while it isn't actually an ocean of blood, contact with the red water will drain characters of energy very rapidly, causing sudden fits of exhaustion as though they were suffering from anemia. By itself, this isn't particularly dangerous...

...Except that the return of the sun doesn't mean the return of that lost energy, and if you've waded out too far, the shifting sand and pull of the waves underfoot can easily pull you down and under.

OPTION 2: LANDSHARK

You really hope that isn't a shark fin moving through the sand. That's just not possible, right?

(Yes, yes it is.)

Landsharks are amphibious, predatory creatures just as at home in the sand as below the waves, and always hungry. They track their prey via disturbances in the sand or water, but fortunately, you can track them the same way - they're large enough to be easily visible in the relatively clear waters near the beach, and their bulk causes a patch of shifting sand above them as they roam for more terrestrial prey.

As a result, they're most dangerous near the waterline, where the shifting sand is hard to see due to the motion of the waves (though they can, of course, pop up further up the beach). Fortunately, they're not large enough to swallow a person whole. Unfortunately, they're still between nine and twelve feet long depending on the individual and easily large enough to take a good chunk out of you.

Like any other shark, they're vulnerable to being sliced open with something sharp, kicked in the gills, or punched in the snout to establish dominance. On the magical end, they have a particular weakness to electricity.

On the bright side, if you're hungry enough, the landsharks are very edible once cooked (or, you know, if you like sushi). For some reason, the meat tastes faintly of chocolate...?

Drops: Meat, shark teeth, candygrams.

OPTION 3: JUST IN TIDE

A bit further down from the beach, the water comes up to the base of the rocky cliffs, leaving numerous nooks and crannies to climb over and explore. In fact, they're practically begging for it.

What might you find? Well, there's the usual beach refuse, for a start - sand, seaweed, shells and fragments of shells, and big barnacles and mussels tucked into the cracks. However, other debris finds its way into the cracks, ocean-going refuse from a thousand worlds... There's also a number of pointy blue-green crystals that tingle to the touch and remain wet no matter how characters attempt to dry them.

And finally, there's a bunch of bottle crabs - overlarge hermit crabs that look more at home in half-broken beer bottles or soda cans at their size than they do in shells (though they'll live in anything that seems protective enough - the largest seem prone to making their homes in rusty helmets). The crabs are not aggressive unless you harass them first, but they can give a nasty pinch if provoked.

...Did you lose track of time out there among the rocks, or did time lose track of you?

Either way, you're now stuck out as the tide comes in. If you can swim, good for you! You probably won't have too much of a problem, at least once you're far enough from the rocks that you aren't at risk of getting thrown against them and having some important swimming limb broken...

On second thought, maybe it's better to stay here and wait it out, whether you can swim or not. Hope you're ready for a couple hours stuck on a rock with some weird-looking, too-big hermit crabs and...

Who is this other person, anyway?
founderinglight: ([hold])

[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-02-04 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Let's hope that that doesn't happen. Though our daemons largely only appear at night, at least."

Please let there be no daemons, Starscourge, or other related monsters of the night. Iunia refocuses and smiles gently.

"You're quite welcome. It isn't as though I could just leave you there."
things_he_do: (and then the girl behind the counter)

[personal profile] things_he_do 2018-02-04 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
"You could have, though?"

People going out of their way to be nice? What is this weird alternate dimension?

"Anyway. Cryptids do tend to be more active at night, so that sounds about right. Oh!" He sticks out his hand. "Dib Membrane. Of, uh. Earth."
Edited 2018-02-04 05:15 (UTC)
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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-02-04 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Not and lived with myself, and I'm trying to get in the habit of doing that."

Cryptid, that's like cryptic, which Izunia habitually is. He has to bend down a little to take Dib's hand, because one person in this conversation is short and the other is almost obscenely tall, but it works.

"Izunia Lucis Caelum, of Eos. More specifically, the eastern regions of Solheim now called Lucis."

Yes, there is something going on there in that name.
things_he_do: (if company should come)

[personal profile] things_he_do 2018-02-04 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
That's what he gets for being a small child with an abnormally large head. He blinks a little at the title. "Huh. And you said 'this world' earlier, which means you're not native to this place. Weird! Have you met anyone else that's not from, uh, wherever this place is?"
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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-02-04 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
"A handful, yes. In fact, I have yet to meet anyone who claims to be native to it." He straightens, looking out across the beach. "Everyone else seems as lost as you or I."
things_he_do: (i feel like lovecraft in brooklyn)

[personal profile] things_he_do 2018-02-04 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like a wormhole. But a wormhole that effects a bunch of different places all at once?"

He contemplates that for a long moment, looking out towards the water and taking a step back as he sees another fin pop up in the distance.

"Hm. Well, at least I haven't seen any moose around. Mooses? Meese? Whatever. Anything's better than that."

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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-02-05 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the term."

...Either of them, actually, but he can get some idea that a moose is some kind of dangerous creature from context.
things_he_do: (if company should come)

[personal profile] things_he_do 2018-02-07 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes himself out of the plural-moose debate he's having with himself. How can he ponder linguistics when there's explaining to be done?!

"It's like a warp that connects two different parts of space. You could step through one end somewhere around here and end up light years away. Granted, no one's ever seen one, but no one's ever 'seen' -" He does air-quotes here. "Bigfoot either, so."
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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-02-07 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"...We're likely using slightly different meanings of warp, but it makes good enough sense, I suppose."

Well, most of it. He's not even getting into the subject of cryptids here, his brother is literally the boogeyman.