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Phantasmal Rift Mods ([personal profile] phantasmods) wrote in [community profile] phantasmemes2018-08-30 11:52 pm
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TEST DRIVE 006

Hello and welcome to Phantasmal Rift's Test Drive Meme!

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 Telovia Mines, an extremely abandoned magical crystal mine and the town and infrastructure that one supported it. The tunnels are in reasonably good condition and would be reasonably navigable... Except for one thing.

ONE MINOR THING

The magical effects of the Fissure cause those within it to lose something when they arrive - for most people, it's a sense such as touch or hearing, but it's also possible to lose a more esoteric sense (such as your sense of balance or temperature, but NOT things like "sense of morals" or "sense of style"), the ability to speak, or the ability to recognize faces. As a general guideline, whatever characters lose should be non-supernatural in nature, and something they would have taken for granted as a part of their ability to function.

ODDS AND ENDS

Just because the mines are empty of people doesn't mean that they've gone still. While for the most part, the carts full of crystals remain in one place, the huge amount of magic has left more than a few of the miners' abandoned tools still going through their motions. Rusted pickaxes swing at the walls, and dead lanterns swing from the ceiling. Crystals occasionally free themselves from shards of rock to pile into bins, which then empty into already-overflowing mine carts.

As long as you leave them to their jobs, everything will be fine. If you try to stop the tools (and it is the tools themselves, for anyone who might be looking for ghosts) from doing their jobs, they'll chase you down until you leave their general vicinity.

Of course, the eternally working tools don't care much about the structural integrity of the mine tunnels...

THEY ALL PILE UP

...And so, inevitably, there are cave-ins.

Most of them are fairly minor, and you can see them (well, if you can see) enough to just work around them. Some of them are big enough that you're going to have to dig through them first, if you can.

And then there's the handful that block passages entirely. But don't panic! The tunnels are designed around the possibility of this happening - rather than coming to an end, the majority of them loop back around to the main arteries of the mine.

E... ventually...

But you and whoever is stuck with you on this side of the cave-in might be wandering for quite a while before you get there. Hopefully one of you still has a sense of direction, assuming either of you ever had one in the first place.
motherfucking_ghost: (a: man my missions really suck)

[personal profile] motherfucking_ghost 2018-09-02 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[So he does...belong to someone. That's...huh. Is it like a weird thing that Izunia has with his boyfriend, or do people from the cat's world just still have pets but they're just fully sapient? The bell's gotta be magical or some kinda bullshit, it's way too loud.

...He jingles it a couple more times, because that's how he rolls.

Then heeeee...is trying to figure out how he wants to charades basic questions. Point to cat. Tilt head in curious manner.]
shatteredeclipse: (:3c)

[personal profile] shatteredeclipse 2018-09-02 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a clue! I just gated in myself, and also I've gone blind. Are you a Regular?" Luna has a pretty clear idea of what's going on and how she got here. It just so happens that her idea is very wrong.
motherfucking_ghost: (a: violets are blue)

[personal profile] motherfucking_ghost 2018-09-02 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
He gets a thumbs up for that. Lucky? Sure, he'll take being lucky. Man, this guy's big.

Rather than trying to ask 'hey man are you a werewolf or what', and pretending like he's good at charades, Church turns back to the surprise dead end now that it's mostly settled. His HUD isn't as useful as it used to be, barely giving him any real information--maybe he should ask one of the androids to take a look at it?--so he can't hazard a guess as to the stability of the tunnel if they start digging.

But he does go up to the pile and start nudging at rocks, seeing what's loose, what might be able to be moved.
founderinglight: ([sketchyplaceholder])

[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-09-02 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"The last expedition was to an abandoned but magically preserved city, and I looted all the perishables I could find." Which amounted to about a grocery store in total, if he's being honest.

For himself, Izunia pulls out a mug of coffee, creamed a little to his taste and steaming in the rainy air. Then a plate with a couple triangular slices of grilled cheese sandwich and a bit of sliced pear, which he balances on one thin knee.

"I'm afraid I don't have much of anything from Eos, though."
Edited 2018-09-02 02:20 (UTC)
dralchemist: (Default)

[personal profile] dralchemist 2018-09-02 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Of course it's magical BS. even without working ears it's easy to tell that the mineral deposits here are super arcane-reactive. Probably fucking with neurological pathways?

Either way. Any fix? Or a way out?
[As a demonstration, she flips backwards a few pages to the beginnings of a double-sheet spread map of the area around this particular deposit, marking where she's been wandering and what she's found. There are "???" marks around the edges of pathways that she hasn't explored yet.]
thedarkheir: (unsure)

[personal profile] thedarkheir 2018-09-02 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Well - that's no good. "I just found myself here, and I can't make heads or tails of where I am." Soma explained, biting his lower lip for a moment, did he somehow walked through a portal without realizing it? "What do you mean by a Regular?"
seekingsunrise: (reflection)

CW: murder trauma/gore

[personal profile] seekingsunrise 2018-09-02 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"That's always relevant." Seriously, fuck the Draconian.

"There wasn't much, that's for sure." But they'd been able to find enough to piece together the general idea of the story. So much of it contradicted itself though the details were always very muddled.

"As for what happened at camp... It was supposed to look like a summer camp but they pulled all the kids from different worlds so they could... try to force us to kill each other for 8 weeks. 2 sacrifices a week with a mass killing at the end. Of course they didn't tell us they planned to murder the survivors. Or make one of us do it." So he's not saying word 'murdergame' but yeah, that's definitely what was going on. "Messing with our heads and trying to drive us insane so we'd-"

He cuts off, swallowing hard, trying to push down the memory of Chloe's face, shattered and slick with blood and bone and so much worse under his hands. Boa's face crumpling under so much stone. It takes a long moment for him to even realize he's breathing hard and fast, eyes clenched shut.

"S-sorry..." Most of the time his memory is a blessing. So many things he can remember with so little effort, it's been invaluable for Ignis. But there are times, especially recently, where it's more a curse than a blessing. Talcott takes a moment, breathing out slowly, forcing himself to regulate his breathing, fingers curling tight around his dog tags. "They wanted everyone that died to be as frightened as humanly possible so they could use our fear to feed the God they were keeping contained. It's why they used children, too."
burninglight: (choosing hope when hope seemed lost)

[personal profile] burninglight 2018-09-02 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
...Hm. No. Nope, doesn't like that. Ardyn took a slow breath, quickly stomping out his own rush of anger and trying to focus on Talcott; one thing at a time, don't lose your temper, deep breaths--

"Fucking godsdamned abject eldritch BULLSHIT-"

...He's trying. Ardyn quickly cut himself off again, pressing a hand to his eyes and taking another slow breath.

"Sorry. Sorry, I just-..." He pinched the bridge of his nose, dropping his hands after a moment. "...Yeah. Ours wasn't meant to end in a complete slaughter, but I've gone through two seasons of shit like that billed as entertainment. Yours--are you and the others alright?"
nocawsforconcern: (pic#12521247)

[personal profile] nocawsforconcern 2018-09-02 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
... Okay, so... You're Leo?

[She's just gonna. Reach up. And try to get her fingers into his hair. And check out his facial hair.]
rafture: (02. On a Friday night)

[personal profile] rafture 2018-09-02 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Well if that's what you wanna do, I won't stop you.

[He just kind of shrugs. He isn't the boss of you, Jetshard - although at least he thinks to mention this next bit: ]

If you can do anything to get all these rocks off a me, though, I can just go ahead and heal myself. I got a bit of magic of my own, y'see.
seekingsunrise: (reminiscing)

[personal profile] seekingsunrise 2018-09-02 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
He huffs a breath, a dark humorless almost laugh.

"Can anyone be okay after that?" A sigh and he scrubs a hand over his face, scratching at his sideburns, trying to settle himself and push the memories back where they belong, locked away in his mind. "But everyone that wanted to leave was allowed to... As long as we stayed with Foundation."

Which isn't really the same as being able to leave. "The only way to... maybe go home is to die. Again." And he's not about to test that theory any time soon. Not that he has any real reason to want to return to Eos.

"Hopefully things ended a little better for your group?"
seekingsunrise: (curious)

[personal profile] seekingsunrise 2018-09-02 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah... it's okay." Sorry if he sounds a little disappointed. "Pepsi? Or just coffee works. As long as it's passable by Ignis' standards." Because he's a spoiled brat when it comes to coffee and it's entirely Ignis' fault. Ren has definitely not been helping, either.

He tilts his head at the steaming cup int Izunia's hands though.

"How is it still hot?" he's pretty sure Nine can't do that.
founderinglight: ([my place plz])

[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-09-02 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I've got just the thing." How exactly does the Founder King get a hold of the LeBlanc special? It's hard to say (there are just too many Akira out there), but he pulls another steaming mug to set on the table, this one black, followed by milk (in a half gallon jug), cream (in a pint carton), and sugar (in a fancy little china dish, with a spoon).

"The Armiger keeps things in temporal stasis - everything stays exactly the same as when I put it in. It's a wonder for giving yourself breakfast in bed." Which someone here might do not at all infrequently. "Let me know if you'd like anything else."
dubiouslychthonic: (you did not just say that)

[personal profile] dubiouslychthonic 2018-09-02 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Might as well make sure we don't make it worse in the process, though.

[Still, it's a relief to know that they're not going to have to rely on her ability to haul him out or wait for additional help down here. She places a spread hand against his back, frowning a little in concentration as she casts the spell that will prevent his injuries from worsening with a little less-than-precise handling.

That accomplished, she moves to start shifting rock - cautious of the balance, not wanting to trigger a second rock fall, but not too cautious. Some of the pieces are small enough to pick up and toss to the side. Some... not so much. She can't feel herself tiring - and she's been down here long enough to be pretty sure that it's that she can't feel it, not that it isn't happening - but there's still an upward limit of what she's going to be able to lift without hurting herself.]


Let's see if we can shift you now, or if I need to figure out how to get that really big piece moved.
burninglight: (slipping through the cracks)

[personal profile] burninglight 2018-09-02 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Ardyn took another slow breath, dropping to sit on the ground with his back to the debris blocking the path. In, out, one thing at a time. The general injustice of not even being allowed to leave could be addressed later, once he'd focused on the question at hand and put together an answer.

"Everyone we lost-...they were uploaded into virtual reality, so it was simple enough to restore. Once the executive producer of the show was arrested and things settled down after the resulting scandal, we largely went our separate ways--though we do check in on one another now and again."

He at least sounded calmer now--annoyed, at worst.

"My family and I went to one world's Tokyo--it's basically the same as Insomnia, truth be told. We'd been there for a couple months when we ended up here."
shatteredeclipse: (Walk me through it from step 1)

[personal profile] shatteredeclipse 2018-09-02 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Head tilt. "You know, a Regular. Climb the Tower? Get your wish granted? I thought everyone knew about this. I know a guy with amnesia and he knows about it."
have_hat_will_travel: (Tired)

[personal profile] have_hat_will_travel 2018-09-02 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
...

The woman sighed inaudibly, and reached for her phone, quickly typing into it, then showing Artuan the text.

[Mute somehow. Can use telepathy as plan 'B'. OK?]
bloodyashes: ([D] Hybrid)

[personal profile] bloodyashes 2018-09-02 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
"...Asch."

There's no sort of second name offered, and he's just going to blink another second before shaking his head. "So, if I can ask - what was that?"
unpunchman: (But go off I guess)

[personal profile] unpunchman 2018-09-02 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
"What'd it look like?"

He didn't feel a LOT of need to try and keep his powers secret considering how weird this situation was, but old habits about being a cagey fucker died hard. Maybe if Asch could see the stand...
blessedprotector_rising: (Smile; happy)

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[personal profile] blessedprotector_rising 2018-09-02 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
[No matter how warmly dressed (to explore icy caves, not mines. She's overdressed for that) Clair is, the feeling of rocks digging into her back through the clothes and cape is uncomfortable.] You are. Though, please get off me.

[Also, it's not just rocks, but baseball sized pokeball digging into her, too. Mostly around the font of where a belt would sit. Sorry about that.]
blessedprotector_rising: (Smile; happy)

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[personal profile] blessedprotector_rising 2018-09-02 10:52 am (UTC)(link)
[As far as Clair and the slightly more realistic looking absol at her side are concerned, Josuke is a psychic.

She gives a slight bow as she speaks.
] I'm fine. Thank you very much.

[Though, that doesn't stop the flick of her eyes from going to the absol, narrowing for just a second before she shrugs. The pokemon's obviously lost its disaster sense. Nothing she can do, and getting angry over it wouldn't help.]

serrata: (kirara003)

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[personal profile] serrata 2018-09-02 11:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ It might've been a while since she saw him last (multiversal technicalities aside) but it's hard not to recognize Akira for who he is, despite – or maybe because – spending so many months surrounded by doppelgangers. So she doesn't hesitate to pick up the pace and come hurrying over to him. ]

Akira-kun! [ THAT'S RII-SAN, ALRIGHT ] Did you just get here?!
wearmyface: (HA_at078)

[personal profile] wearmyface 2018-09-02 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's no helping it, Vos laughs, a small grin creeping over her face, even as she raises her hands fully, the gun simply vanishing back into HammerSpace, for now.

It seems like the organic's intelligent- but probably can't speak for whatever reason otherwise it'd have made a sound now. But, can it understand?

Time to find out.
]

Lo-st.

[...Gold star for effort maybe?]
wearmyface: (PB - Smile!)

[personal profile] wearmyface 2018-09-02 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[The thumbs up is returned with a bit of a blink, but what he's doing's not what has her attention.

Energon-blue armour is always a good sight to see. It's not the weirdest armour she's ever seen though, even as her eyes rake over it and - yep. That's a low whistle of approval.

Who cares if he's not a Cyberganic? He's got some really nice taste in colours (could use some pinks and purples as highlights and make it a riot of energon) and she's not shy about letting that be known.
]

You've got good tastes.
wearmyface: (Default)

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[personal profile] wearmyface 2018-09-02 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Interesting. As far as Vos cares, it's like watching an Outlier work. The spear is given a very appreciative look. Nice weapon there, and if it's some of focus or crutch for the talent, even better.

Sure, she's in nearly full armour minus helmet and parts of the back 'kibble', but being caught in a cave-in means having to dig herself out at the very least. She nods with a small shrug, giving a bit of a half-arsed thumbs up as well.

Also, she stinks of something sulfuric.
]