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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?
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Goro Akechi | Persona 5/15 Strangers CRAU

[personal profile] foolishjustice 2018-01-19 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Option 2]

[To most, the strange environment might be a little disorienting, but nothing too bad. To someone with the extra senses Goro Akechi has gained...it's a confusing mess of jumbled reality. Too many different frequencies jumble together, until he's not even sure what his own vibe is set to. Trying to sort it out is quickly giving him a headache, leaving the young Composer standing in the sand with his hand pressed to his face.

He barely notices the fin lifting out of the shifting sand, before he has to throw himself to the side to avoid a shark leaping at his face. Is that...Noise? No, they look fully solid...a Shadow? He can't even tell if this is the Metaverse or not, and it's strange enough to be a Palace. Yes, that seems like the best bet. Which means...yes. As he calls on the power of his subconscious, a red mask appears on his face.]


Robin Hood!

[The mask vanishes as a figure appears, and the pillar of light it creates is enough to knock the shark out of the air. A pale gold pillar makes sure its dead as Robin Hood vanishes, the mask settling back onto Goro's face. He glances at the shark's corpse with a puzzled expression, slowly approaching to nudge it...and to pick up the piece of heart shaped candy lying next to it.]

Then it can't be a Shadow...or a Cognitive being. What's going on here?

[Option 3]

[Exploring, at least, helps to distract him from the headache he gets whenever he thinks about the frequency he's on. While he could fly up the cliff side, climbing is simply more fun. And he moves like he's used to it, scaling the cliffs with practiced ease until he finds a level shelf. There he looks around, examining interesting objects - particularly those always-damp crystals - and playing with the bottle crabs. He seems to find the creatures cute, as he picks up one of the smaller ones with a grin.

He's so busy exploring that he doesn't even notice the tide coming in. And...oh, it looks like someone else has joined him on the rock shelf. He waves, still holding one of the giant hermit crabs in his other hand.]


Ah, hello. I didn't mean to ignore you, are you alright?
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Prompto Argentum | FFXV

[personal profile] photoshooter 2018-01-19 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[1]

[It's peaceful on this beach. Quiet. The waves roll in and out. Clouds scud by overhead. Someone groans. The breeze is gentle.

Uh.

A young man lies sprawled out face-down a few feet above the shoreline, dressed in black, a gun in his hand. He lifts his face lethargically, goes pfft to try to get the grit off his face, and then just lets his head thunk back down into the sand.]


Uggghhh...

[Well. Maybe it's naptime?]

[3]

Aw, man!

[Prompto, with an armful of damp crystals gathered in the crook of his arm, looks out in dismay at the risen tide.]

This is a disaster. Come on, guys, where are you...?

[He sighs and sits on what rocky land remains outside the mouth of the small cave he's been exploring and examines the weird, definitely magic crystals. For reasons unknown, he can't seem to access Noct's Armiger, so Prompto's had to resort to carrying his gun as well as the crystals around manually, like a plebe. But it's better than not having it at all. He can't put things in, but he can't take them out, either, and he feels better armed than not.

But he'd feel even better if he knew where the guys were. Or, better yet, where he is in relation to them.

He pulls his phone out of his pocket once more and dials, bringing it back to his ear. Hope springs eternal! Or something.]


Seriously... Pick up, pick up, pick up...
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akira kurusu | persona 5 (15 strangers crau)

[personal profile] beguiledcard 2018-01-19 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
marooned


[ He's been spending a lot of time deep in thought, since his arrival.

And, at first (when darkness begins to approach, that is), it isn't quite so bad. The water looks a little disturbing, sure, but it's not anything nearly as creepy as what he's seen in the Metaverse... or in the game.

Then it gets even darker, and the appearance of that water changes to a much more disturbing degree. Akira's actually about to walk away, to just... leave it the hell alone, when he realizes he can't stop staring at this damn water. A chill runs down his spine. It really does look like blood...

... Of course he's not going to touch it, but he's also not moving away for now. ]


landshark


[ This place is already confusing as hell... but now there are sharks in the sand. They remind him a little of something out of a video game he played y years ago, and some part of him just wants to get a closer look. But... apparently this one wants to chase him down. Fortunately, he's already learned that Personas work here, so he's going to be calling on Thor.

It doesn't take him too long to decide that a good maziodyne does the trick...

The mask vanishes from his face as he walks closer to the creature. And, that's... candy. The things drop candy. A tiny smile of exasperated amusement surfaces for just a moment as he holds it up for whoever just walked up (or was already here). ]


Hungry?

tide


[ Okay, but... the crabs and stones-that-shall-not-be-dried are, in fact, enough to keep his attention. While he is visibly exasperated with the fact that he's going to have to make a swim for it, that seems to go away as he gets to a different rock -- one that someone else is on. Maybe this person is taking a break? Maybe they can't swim?

... Whatever the case, they now have Akira for company! And, fortunately, he has... some snacks, soda, and bottled water. Yay more water. He'll hold the... now incredibly wet... bag out for the person beside him. Thirsty? ]


Guess this could tide us over if we decide to wait it out.

[ Akira... ]
Edited 2018-01-19 23:02 (UTC)
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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-01-19 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[BRRRT, no signal. Poor Promptophone.

On the bright side, a few rocks further along, out of the corner of his eye, there's a flash of black fabric and warp-light and -

Okay no that's definitely not Noctis. Too tall, also, Noctis would never wear any kind of feathered hat.

> INVESTIGATE? ]
photoshooter: (INCREDULOUS 📷 Say wha?)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2018-01-19 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Prompto freezes, then pockets his phone to take his gun in his hand once more. His heart's in his mouth. He rises, though he keeps as much cover as he can, and calls across the waves:]

Uh, hello? Is someone there?
founderinglight: ([hold])

and yet more option 3

[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-01-19 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Goro probably noticed this guy a while ago, actually - he rather sticks out against the rocks, black on dark grey stone, and he's also been clambering over the rocks with maybe too much relish. And surprising amounts of agility, for a tall skinny guy in at least his mid-thirties.

Of course, now the tide's coming in, and even if there's something seriously off with the vibe the guy seems to exist at.

He waves back, fairly cheerfully, from the next rock over.]


I'm quite well, thank you! Do you have any idea where we are?
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Stone of Indigo Cloud | Books of the Raksura

[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2018-01-19 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
II.

Oh, is this thing going to think it can take the lanky, gray-skinned old man standing on the sand? It is in for a big surprise. As soon as the landshark explodes from the sand, the gray-skinned old man leaps back more nimbly than one would expect for, well, an old man. Then he's gone entirely, disappeared in a cloud of dark mist... and a much larger, black-scaled creature with wings, a tail, and spines all down its neck and shoulders lands on the shark, instead. It's almost twice the landshark's size, and all four limbs end in sharp claws that dig in and swiftly disembowel the animal.

Anyone coming by after that will find the big, winged creature contentedly (and fairly neatly) eating the landshark raw, tearing strips of meat off the bone and flicking blood from its claws. Then he'll rinse off in the nearby water, and settle in for a good wallow in the warm sand.

For a fissure dungeon, this isn't a terrible place, at least if you're a Raksura line-grandfather like Stone.
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Violet Evergarden | Violet Evergarden | cw for uh violet beating up a shark

[personal profile] shiritai 2018-01-19 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
generic introduction wildcard

    [ .. well, this can't be right. The last Violet remembered, she was on a boat but they were heading for a port. Not a beach. And most importantly of all, Violet can't remember whatever came in between her on the boat and her, now, on the beach. There has to have been an in-between moment somewhere, but no matter how much Violet turns it over in her mind, it isn't anywhere to be found.

    Well. If she can't find an explanation for this, then maybe she can find someone who'll be able to provide one.

    So, fellow Rifters, while you're here on the beach you might spot another newcomer wandering around. She doesn't look like she's going in any particular direction but somehow her aimless striding still seems purposeful. Every now and then, she calls out a name. ]


    Lieutenant Colonel. Lieutenant Colonel Hodgins! [ ... ] Major Gilbert...?

    [ She almost sounded a little hopeful there. But when she gets no answer to either of those names, she carries on with her little search, still calling them out periodically. Do your best, Violet. ]


MMMMORTAL KOMBAT

    [ Well, no one has any shark repellant but we do have something even better; Violet Evergarden. No, really.

    She seems quite unconcerned by the fact that she's very obviously being tailed by a landshark. The characteristic fin slices through the sand close to her as she walks and Violet only spares it a glance. The only indication she's seen it at all is a slight quickening of her pace but other than that, she doesn't seem to care.

    Until the landshark surfaces and seems to be about ready to nip at her heels. That gets her attention.

    In a flash, far too quick for a girl like Violet, she whips around. There's the hard, solid thwack of metal meeting flesh as she tanks a punch right into the shark's snout and she doesn't seem satisfied with stopping there either. Once she's done punching, Violet gives the shark a good hard kick and then

    no, surely she can't be about... to...

    Well then.

    You've just witnessed a tiny blonde girl judo throwing a landshark without a single breath out of place. Like she does this all the time. I--is this just a day ending in y for you, Violet?!

    She only looks mildly annoyed with the shark that she's now slammed into the dirt and she's gazing down at it like she's not quite sure what to do now it's beaten. If she notices she's being observed, Violet glances up and her expression melts back into what can only be called neutral. Her tone is just as even when she eventually pipes up. ]


    ... If you would like the meat, please feel free to take it. There are plenty of others up and down the beach that I can handle myself.


distracted by the shiny

    [ ... Violet's been in here for a while.

    She wandered in mostly for exploration's sake, so she could assure any superiors that she's done a full recon of the area she'd found herself in. But she seems distracted -- captivated even -- by those blue-green stones. She's holding a large chunk of crystal up into the light, carefully turning it so fragments of green and blue dance around the walls of the cave and skitter across Violet's cheek and eyes. There's something suddenly soft and open about her face, which has changed from its usual brand of Nothing to a look of innocent, almost childlike wonder.

    ... unfortunately that also means she's yet to notice that the water is already ankle-deep and looks set to get deeper. Uh. Maybe give her a little shake and let her know? ]
foolishjustice: (Strange isn't it?)

[personal profile] foolishjustice 2018-01-19 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, he'd notice that more if he wasn't trying to ignore vibes in general due to the splitting headache the existential static is giving him.

He had noticed the other guy climbing over the rocks, but hadn't realized he'd joined him at first, distracted as he was. It's a bad habit of his, getting lost in whatever he's thinking about and not paying as much attention to what's around him as he should.]


No...I know something isn't quite right about wherever this is, but it's definitely outside the range of my GPS.
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Corwin Gardener | OC | Post-Game from Hex

[personal profile] crazycatvampire 2018-01-19 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
III.

Corwin cannot swim. Corwin, in fact, is pretty sure he could walk across the bottom of the ocean without floating, if he tried. If he didn't think it would be very damaging to his innards to try. After all, he's not human-- he's a glorified golem, in most people's terms, and he's made from spare parts, dark spirit-stuff, and something that only mostly resembles a human body. He keep his sunglasses firmly in place on his long, crooked nose so at least no one can see the endless black of his white-less eyes. (For those in the know, he's a World of Darkness Promethean. Think Frankenstein's monster only with magic layered in with the tech, and a deep-seated desire to eventually become human.)

So he can't swim, and he thinks walking along the bottom would probably be a bad idea. Instead, he sits on his sand bar with the crabs and the collection of crystals he'd been in the process of collecting for experimentation, looking forlorn and creepy and generally unpleasant. Anyone want to help? Or at least be marooned on the sandbar with him and endure the way the sense of "unnatural and dangerous" rolls off him in waves?
Edited 2018-01-19 23:17 (UTC)
photoshooter: (HUH 📷 Wait what?)

STREET SHARKZ

[personal profile] photoshooter 2018-01-19 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Prompto was just about to shout a warning to the girl when, all of the sudden, she ups and puts the smackdown on--on whatever that was without breaking a sweat. He stops, staring, mouth open pretty stupidly, and the first thought he has is Gladio would love her.

His second thought is oh crap! Because she's seen him, and he's just standing their dumbly waiting for a fly to buzz into his mouth. He shakes his head and trots over, though he slows as he nears her, uh. Victim.]


Is it dead? ...Is it even something you can eat? Uh, hi, by the way, I'm Prompto Argentum.

[He sticks his gun in his pocket and offers her a hand to shake.]
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Peta Mari Selamputo | OC

[personal profile] pennycopper 2018-01-19 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I.

"That is disgusting," Peta Mari says, eyeing the not-blood ocean with, well, disgust. It even smells like blood. Gross. Even a dragon (shapeshifted or not) generally likes her food well-cooked and not swimming in gore. Well, a civilized dragon, anyhow. And Peta Mari is a very civilized dragon, thank you very much.

Peta Mari is currently in a human(oid) shape, at least, tall and lanky, with skin that's likely to burn in the beach sun and dark red hair wrapped in a multitude of braids around her head. She also has an array of shiny black and gold horns on her head, two long tufted tails sticking out from the bottom of her light work jacket that lash with aggitation, and folded, feathered wings on her back that protect the backpack of supplies she had with her. Shapeshifting may be her greatest skill (besides intellectual debate and winning the hearts of naive young ladies), but she still has to work with a roughly similar amount of mass as her dragon form. It all has to go somewhere.
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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-01-19 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah that's probably not great, is it?

Izunia only has the vaguest idea what a GPS is but he does, you know, get the idea that that's not good.]


Not anywhere I'd recognize either. It's a bit concerning.

[He bends to pick up a crystal and tosses in his hand idly as he makes his way in the direction of not having to yell Goro's rock. There's about a three foot gap in between.]
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Yung Venuz | Nuclear Throne

[personal profile] gungod 2018-01-19 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
1

Hey, Y.V. doesn't mind a leisurely trip to the beach every now and then. It's a nice break from the 900-degree weather outside his mansion back home and actual water is pretty cool too. But maybe his unfamiliarity with the basics of chemical compositions explains why he doesn't seem too bothered by the weird maroon tint all over everything.

He's wandered up and down the beach at this point, looking for something particularly interesting, but now he's settling down in the sand. He still has his hand on his gold-plated revolver, though, letting it sit on his lap - like hell he's letting sand get in it when he's not sure he can pull out another one to replace it.

2

Keeping his gun handy was a smart idea, though, because when he makes another excursion along the beach, he sees the fin of a landshark heading towards him. "A'ight. Come at me, motherfucker."

For a cone on legs, he's pretty spry, and somehow even manages to be firing two bullets at once despite only having one gun. He dispatches the landshark eventually, poking through to collect the teeth. Might make a neat necklace for his cuz until he gets his gun-wielding chops.
Edited 2018-01-19 23:28 (UTC)
founderinglight: ([beep])

[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-01-19 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello!

[Hopefully Prompto notices that the clothes are wrong first because the voice is exactly the same as Ardyn's and please don't shoot the cheerful old guy in the fancy dress coat]
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[personal profile] shiritai 2018-01-19 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
It is likely stunned and will suffocate within a few minutes, if its gills are not submerged again.

[ She ignores his introduction (and the offered hand) in favor of just pointing at the shark. ]

Additionally, its hide lacks any of the warning coloration typically associated with toxicity. Other than the ability to move in sand as in water, nothing about it seems atypical from other sea creatures similar in nutritional value. In an emergency situation, it will provide sufficient sustenance.

[ With her little lecture done, Violet lowers her hand. She brushes them both quite absently on her skirt, just to dust off some of the sand and then tucks them both neatly behind her back. Your move, Quickboy. ]
photoshooter: (AIM 📷 Piglet wait fuck JK)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2018-01-19 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[UNFORTUNATELY,






He shoots.

He shoots Izunia's hat right off his head and immediately reaches up with his other hand to stabilize his aim, because Prompto wasn't aiming for the hat.]


You.

[His voice is shaking.]

Ardyn.
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generic intro wildcard

[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-01-19 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, not quite, Violet, but points for trying?

The man certainly looks familiar, with messy maroon hair and a carefully proper dress coat, though perhaps a bit better dressed than Hodgins tends to be. He looks her over without recognition, though.]


Do you need help, young lady?

[At least he's polite!]
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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-01-19 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[And the hat... is blown off and hits the ground in a flash of Armiger blue as Izunia immediately puts his hands up in universal HEY DON'T SHOOT language.

Not as planned, so very not as planned. He does recognize the boy now, at least, though he can't bring a name to mind. One of Noctis' retainers, the troubled beam of sunshine.]


... Would you believe me if I said that he's my brother, actually?
photoshooter: (CRACK 📷 Hey there opening!)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2018-01-19 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives her a markedly weird look, glances at the shark again, and scratches the back of his head.]

I mean, if you say so...

[And just like that, he pulls his gun back out of his pocket, gives it a single twirl, and kills the shark with a single quick shot to the head. BLAM. Prompto smiles sheepishly at Violet as he waves his gun over the thing.]

It's just, it was traveling through the sand, right? I don't know what this thing is, but fish don't normally do that, so I dunno if it'd... do whatever the opposite of drown is, up here.

[Anyway, after nudging the shark once with his boot to make sure it's dead, he puts his gun away again and crouches to examine the spoils.]

Whoa, look at those teeth. There are so many! What were you doing with that many teeth, buddy, it's a dentist's nightmare in here!
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[personal profile] photoshooter 2018-01-19 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Is BLAM BLAM BLAM answer enough, Izunia? Because BLAM BLAM BLAM is what you get.]
founderinglight: ([hold])

i'm so sorry about where this thread is probably going to go

[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-01-19 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Corwin'll probably see Izunia first - the man is clambering with focus over the nearest rocks, seemingly heedless of the tide, his eyes on where his feet go. For a guy in his apparent mid-thirties, he's pretty damn athletic.

And then he enters the range of that aura and... hesitates. He feels that aura, yes, feels it and is reminded of things that do way more to ruin his mood way more than the aura itself.

And yet -

He made the mistake once, to his greatest folly. Even with fear prickling the back of his neck, messy maroon hair standing on end, he'll take the risk.

"Hello!" That smile is clearly forced, but at least he's trying.
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Aya Shameimaru | Touhou Project

[personal profile] bulletnews 2018-01-19 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I

The sound of the ocean is unlike anything Aya has ever heard. The odd red tint to everything is fine, sure, it probably has something to do with vampires. But that is definitely more water than she has ever seen in her entire life.

She has an old-style camera and is zipping this way and that getting a reel of good shots of the horizon, turning a gentle sea breeze into a series of extremely short but powerful gusts, but you can also hear her taking notes and muttering something about how to write about this without involving herself.

II

One particular touchdown is almost a bad one. Aya doesn't realize the danger hidden underneath the sand until a fraction of a second before it's too late, jumping out of the sand just as a hungry shark bursts out and chomps at it.

"Iya! If you're going to try that, you're just an animal..."

With a swing of her maple fan, Aya whips the surrounding air up into a cyclone. The shark is inexorably drawn into the center and sliced up by the force and the high-speed grains of sand flying around in it, which are also scattering every which way. If you happen to be nearby, good luck avoiding it. At least it won't hurt.
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[personal profile] shiritai 2018-01-19 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Violet turns just enough to catch sight of him out of the corner of her eye. And then in barely a blink she's snapped to attention, posture pin-neat and she's giving him a salute. As you do. ]

Lieutenant Colonel, sir.

[ She says it on a reflex, it seems.

...

But then she squints. ]


... sir?

[ thIS IS NOT MY BEAUTIFUL HOUSE, THIS IS NOT MY BEAUTIFUL HOBO ]
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tide; hello ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[personal profile] plugout 2018-01-19 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Soooooo. This is one of the less weird things he's been through? It's actually pretty similar to the simulation he was in after dying in the mansion, and Rhys isn't sure how he feels about that. And... as far as he can tell, there's no sight of his girlfriend anywhere.

Oh, god, where the hell is he? Ohhhhh god.

And then..... ]


I hope you know that was, uh... that was pretty bad.

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