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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.
opensfuturesclosespasts: (it's weird!)

Saturn (♄) | Heaven Will Be Mine

[personal profile] opensfuturesclosespasts 2018-08-31 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
1 - One minor thing...

"Ow, fuck!"

The latest arrival here tries to scramble to her knees and fails, and so instead opts to try and run her hand along her spine - the lack of anything there but her jacket with the Ring of Cronus campaign patch and the ripped CELESTIAL MECHANICS t-shirt is really upsetting to her.

Saturn tries to rise up again, crawling up the wall, grabbing a luminous crystal for leverage as she goes. "Fffuuuck me it's heavy!" she groans, straining against a crushing 9.8 meters per second squared. "I did not eat that much. The crispy fried hell is going on? Issis Earth? ...Can't be Earth, I'm still me."

She looks at her fingers, once she's on her feet, and waves her arm - smacking it into the wall. She swears again, cradling her injured hand before vigorously jazzhanding it off. "Gah, I think the dumpshock fried my nerves," she groans as she awkwardly walks onward. Her proprioception seems totally shot...

2 - Odds And Ends

Someone is running as fast as she can without tripping over her own legs, which is more like a jog with her nervous system fried.

Someone tried to mess with the tools. Someone named Saturn. And she's heading your way.

"HEADS UP DRAWN AGGRO NEED PEEL PLEASE K THANKS!"

3 - Cave Collapse

Well isn't this a bitch. At least Saturn had the presence of mind to grab you and slam you against the cave wall instead of letting you get collapsed on - those pilot reflexes are good for something.

Of course, this also means she nearly windmills her arms and her torso into you, mashing up against you accidentally and slamming her palm against the cave wall, because where the fuck is her body? She just doesn't know.

If you present male, or are a child or teenager, she's probably gonna groan and mutter, "Don't get any funny ideas."

If you present female, and look like an adult, though, she... might be playing it off as a kabedon attempt, winking/leering, and going "Hey. Sup. Just saved your life, I'm awesome that way."
Edited 2018-08-31 07:25 (UTC)
charterbound: (On the prowl)

Mogget | The Old Kingdom series

[personal profile] charterbound 2018-08-31 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Anyone with magic sense who comes across Mogget will realise both he and the binding spell on his collar are extremely powerful. He is also very bright if you happen to be able to see magic. Blindingly so.

The more detail-orientated people may also notice that his shadow doesn't always match his shape. Sometimes it won't look like a cat at all]


A - An unexpected arrival

[This...this is not where he should be. Nor where he wants to be, but when is he ever where he wants to be these days? Younglings have no respect for a cat that just wants a nap...

...a nap he is realising he is being less forced into. Hm]


How curious. Not an unwelcome change, but still...

[The voice comes from a small white cat, who saunters out from behind some rocks, looking around with bright green eyes. The bell on his collar chimes, a sound that is Too Loud for a bell that small. It almost sounds wary. A sentiment he agrees with]

Well. Time to find out what is going on here, I suppose.

[And off he trots, to find whoever it is he finds]

B - Magical crystals

[The magic in the crystals is unlike anything Mogget has ever felt before. So anyone passing by may notice the white cat sitting on them and studying them with some curiosity. And occasionally...pressing his tongue to them.

None of them seem to impress him though, if the way he makes an unimpressed face each time is any indicator. The bell on his collar also chimes from time to time, uneasier with each ring]


There is no Charter here...

[Magic, not Free Magic, but magic, and no Charter...Mogget isn't sure he likes it]

C - Cave in

[Wherever you were, there certainly just was a cave in right in front of you. Maybe it was small, maybe it was big, but whatever it was there was certainly a displeased yowl.

And a white cat wriggling his way from the rocks towards you. Luckily nothing really hit him hard enough to knock him out]


Whoever decided that magical tools were best left unsupervised was a fool indeed.

[And he sits down and starts to groom himself, entirely unimpressed]

D - Wildcard

[Got another idea? Feel free to go for it! Message me at [plurk.com profile] FortunaDraken or on Discord at FortunaDraken#0962 or just toss the tag c: Mogget will be around literally everywhere]
redmeguca: (Want some?)

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[personal profile] redmeguca 2018-08-31 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
[A snap resounds through the cavern, and a wall of diamond-shaped chains separates the tools from the tool Saturn.

A girl in a red battle dress emerges from the darkness of the cave, the gem embedded in her chest aglow. After a moment, Saturn will hear a voice in her mind.]


{Hey, are you alright? Those things don't like people messing with them, obviously.}
Edited 2018-08-31 07:45 (UTC)
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Keenan Caine | Knockoff Evangelion RPG ft. Meredith and Parasomnia CRAU

[personal profile] caineraisingproject 2018-08-31 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
1 - He's gonna miss this
Keenan starts by pressing his hands against his face, then on searching for a bit of wall to guide him as he goes, frowning. At least he's in his casual clothes, plus his scavenging kit - which means he's armed and dangerous, and he's got food and his backpack if not the 108 bus.

"Damn. It's dark as the old man's swill in here," he mutters, his hand passing above a luminescent crystal, his eyes wide open.

"And this ain't no dream," he adds later, frowning, voice growling. "Hey Adamas, if you're listening, maybe drop a guy a briefing before firing up the worldhopper?"

2 - Listen both ways before you cross the street
Aw hell no. Keenan can hear the clatter of the automated tools and freezes.

"Someone's gonna have to guide me through this," he says, having worked out his situation since his arrival and meeting others. "I'd be fine on my own otherwise, but -"

He waves his hand in front of his face.

3 - And it all came tumbling down
Keenan hears the rumble and acts before thinking, tackling whoever was standing under the impending fall and dropping them to the ground.

He pushes himself up and off of whoever's life he saved, with a murmured, "You okay? That coulda been real bad."

Keenan then hoists himself up and offers his hand to lever up his companion without bothering to look at them because, well.

Notably, to teenagers for whom this is a concern, he is an extremely handsome 16 year old boy in dreadlocks and a sort of wild west vest-and-slacks style. This could be very awkward and/or romantic.
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Gienah "Enna" Alchiba

[personal profile] nocawsforconcern 2018-08-31 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[As a note, Enna has the power to sense treasure, but the definition of 'treasure' can be... anything shiny. Including people! Or worthless baubles. It's inconsistent, so if you have anything you want to ping it with, go for it.]

Odds and Ends

[Well, when you show up alone with no one you know, you might miss the fact that your facial recognition is gone. What isn't gone, however, is her sense for treasure. Nor is her desire to take treasure. Which means that Enna can be found, sitting atop a minecart full of the crystals, with another minecart or two of the crystals rolling after her, all apparently moving under their own power.]

I'm gonna need a place to hold all of these... I need my ship... Where should I hold all these?

They all pile up

[Enna, and her trail of carts, are just happily rolling along, when... Unfortunately the cave-in hits. And nails the carts that she isn't sitting on, trapping them in the rubble. Also trapping her behind the cave-in rocks, but she doesn't seem to care much about that. Instead, there's a weird girl, making distressed... cawing noises? As she talks to herself.]

What would be good for this... Aries? Or Canis Major... Dogs can dig, right? Um, um, maybe, um...

[She turns to whoever is trapped with her, tears in her eyes.]

Help me dig the treasure out! Treasure! My treasure! Caw...
Edited 2018-08-31 07:53 (UTC)
unpunchman: (Crazy Diamond)

Josuke Higashikata | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

[personal profile] unpunchman 2018-08-31 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
-1-

Josuke didn't know where the heck he was. Was he dreaming? Was he trapped by an enemy stand? Was this mine even real? When he'd woken up in what looked like some kind of weird mine, Josuke had assumed he was under a very strange attack, but so far nothing had really happened, and he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. So when it did, he was ready for it. A minecart, overloaded by decades of mindless mining tools, finally slipped and started sliding down the track towards Josuke.

What happened next was...bizarre.

To the naked eye, Josuke took a surprised step back down the track, then roared. The minecart EXPLODED into pieces, pummeled by some unseen force.

If you have psychic powers, supernatural senses, a connection to ghosts, or anything like that, however, things looked different. A strange looking humanoid figure emerged from Josuke's body as if it had been possessing him and attacked the minecart with a barrage of punches almost too fast for the eye to see, obliterating it.

Josuke whirled around towards you, on guard but not in any kind of fighting stance. The ghostly figure, if you could see it, was standing between him and you, looking ready to punch you just as hard as it had the minecart. It was Josuke who was doing the talking, though. "Don't think I can't see you there! I'm having a bad day and just ITCHING to beat someone up, so don't try anything stupid!"

-2-

The cave in happened without warning. You came within a hair's breadth of being trapped under an avalanche of rock. And then...they all stopped. Each bit of debris, suffused in a gentle golden glow, started drifting back upwards until, within only a few seconds, the tunnel was looking exactly like it had before the collapse.

Josuke wiped his forehead off with his sleeve, looking relieved. "That was a close one! You okay?"
Edited 2018-08-31 07:47 (UTC)
opensfuturesclosespasts: (beat up)

[personal profile] opensfuturesclosespasts 2018-08-31 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah thanks for the assist. ...and seriously, someone else messing with the narration? At least you have the decency to keep it to dialogue.

[She very slowly runs her hand through the hair over her eye and allows herself to exhale.]

...Jeeze, kid, not complaining, but where'd you pick up the spear and the training at your age?
redmeguca: (Default)

[personal profile] redmeguca 2018-08-31 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
{Narration? This is telepathy. I can't speak right now, so it's all I've got.}

[Kyoko may be looking at Saturn like she's a crazy person right now.]

{As for the question... Magic.}
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Isabella "Izzy" D'Oro | OC / Tabletop

[personal profile] dralchemist 2018-08-31 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
[1. One Miner Minor Thing i'm so sorry]

[It's one thing to be dumped into an unfamiliar place through a planar rip. It's another to have it done without expecting it. But it's a third entirely to have all of the above happen, and to have something taken away from you. Not just a physical possession, but an intrinsic ability.

That whole long-winded explanation up there is really just to give context as to why Izzy is wearing a piece of paper hastily affixed onto her tunic that says "I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING ALSO I CAN'T READ LIPS | THIS SUCKS, IF YOU CAN HELP PLEASE DO". She's using a brightly glowing glass bottle of luminescent chemicals as a makeshift lamp, and is trying to sketch a map of the mine into a paper notepad as her main method of navigation.

Probably not gonna get her super far.]


[2. step one: don't get distracted | step two: fail step one]

[LOOK. In her defense, you don't see self-animated magical tools like this just anywhere. This kinda stuff could be useful! Just think of it. Self-chopping chef prep stations. Self-brewing potion stations. This is interesting, and thus, needs to be recorded and studied.

Somebody please stop Izzy before she ends up pissing off a pickaxe by trying to pick it up.]


[3. rocks fall, hopefully nobody dies]

[The main method that people use to avoid sudden cave-ins is being able to hear the ground above them shifting and rumbling.

You can see the problem here.

Izzy found herself in a very inopportune spot, and is now half-buried underneath a pile of dirt, rubble, and glittering crystals. Even though she can't hear herself, her complaints of pain and being stuck echo down the dimly lit mine corridor stretching before her. After a bit of time being trapped, she'll transition into loud swearing, and, if that doesn't work, quiet whimpering while she runs out of pride and dignity.

She doesn't want to die here.]
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[personal profile] redmeguca 2018-08-31 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
{Hey, I'm not looking for trouble! In fact, I'm actually looking for people who just showed up here, like you.}

[Josuke hears her words, but her mouth isn't moving. In fact, it's more like the words are just appearing in his head.]
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B

[personal profile] nocawsforconcern 2018-08-31 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a weird girl covered in a cloak, rustling under it as she looks at the crystals, and the cat on them.... Licking them?]

No, bad kitty cat! Bad cat. Those aren't food! They're treasure, so let me have them!
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Talcott Hester | FFXV (Camp Petoskey CRAU)

[personal profile] seekingsunrise 2018-08-31 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
Not so minor
Everything is muted and distant, the weight of knives ar his waist, the tight cinch of his thigh holster. Heavy boots that he can see just fine but he can't really feel it. A vague imperssion of pressure but no real sensation. He's still in his tactical gear from the mission, black from head to toe, the Foundation logo stamped small and neat on one sleeve and embroidered on his hat.

He knows it can't be but it feels so familiar, like his body is a distant memory, not really attached to him anymore. Stumbling back to lean against the nearest wall turns into him cracking his head pretty firmly on it. There is pain there sharp and hot but he can't feel any sting, can't tell the wall is behind him until he can visually confirm he's not moving any more.

"Shit." Muttered sharply under his breath as he takes a breath and tries to figure out what the others must have let out for him to, so abruptly, be here in some sort of tunnel and unable to feel.

It can't be because of Sol. He knows that but the fear is still there, sick and heavy in his stomach.

Piling up
He's utterly fascinated by the crystals here but he's not foolish enough to touch a rock he doesn't know. Not any more. So he has one of his throwing knoves in hand, poking lightly at one of the stones. Because of that and the lack of sensation to feel the rumble of instability he ends up taken by surprise as a cloud of dirt and grit explodes out of the passage he'd just come from. The cloud of debris is nothing compared to the sound though.

Rough and loud, the grashing of stone on stone and Tal clamps his hands over his ears, even though that's never helped before. His breathing is fast and panicked and it takes a long moment for him to look up, turning around, lowering his hands as he realizes it is nothing but stone. Nothing but earth and rock and no words in the crashing of the Stone.

He never thought he'd miss the city.
charterbound: (Not your everyday cat)

[personal profile] charterbound 2018-08-31 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
[He snorts in the way only a sentient cat can as he looks up at the girl, tail flicking in irritation]

I'm well aware they are not food. I am no creature to eat either rocks or magic.
opensfuturesclosespasts: (yknow like nya)

[personal profile] opensfuturesclosespasts 2018-08-31 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Magic. Oh. Of course it's fuckin' magic, that explains everything.

[It explains absolutely nothing.]

Don't suppose you've heard of the Scout program or, uh, do fun stuff with crystal radios?

And yeah. Narration bullshit. If you run into a girl about yea tall, dark skin, really great... uh, earrings and possibly in a big honking CRADLES GRACES sash and find your internal monologue getting screwy, it's her fault, long story.
Edited 2018-08-31 08:01 (UTC)
nocawsforconcern: (pic#12521247)

[personal profile] nocawsforconcern 2018-08-31 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
You talk! Talking kitty.

[She's going to squat down in front of him and start... poking at his cheeks...]

How do you talk? Are you a spirit? You're smaller than Lynx, and definitely not Leo.
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not so minor

[personal profile] le_mat 2018-08-31 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
It's while Tal is gathering his wits that he might hear the delicate steps of someone running nearby- someone moving fast, darting from place to place. The sound of coat tails whipping about just slightly.

Whoever it is though, they are trying very hard not to be seen... but haven't spotted Talcott himself yet, more focused on exploring.
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[personal profile] dralchemist 2018-08-31 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Izzy had absolutely no reaction to nearly getting squashed by the collapsing rubble above her, practically ragdolling in Saturn's arms against the wall. There's a moment where she tenses up, ears laying flat against the side of her head as she looks off to the now sealed-off cave corridor, then back up at whoever just saved her.

Oh. She's saying something. Uh...]
Thaaaanks. Thanks. [Her speech is a little slow and awkward... and on her chest, she has a piece of paper (somewhat dusty and tattered now) that says "I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING ALSO I CAN'T READ LIPS | THIS SUCKS, IF YOU CAN HELP PLEASE DO" in scrawled handwriting.]
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[personal profile] charterbound 2018-08-31 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[He certainly feels like a normal kitty, and he scrunches his face up at the pokes like one, pulling away from the poking. The bell on his collar chimes, the sound scolding]

I talk like any other talks, with tongue and mouth. [Take it literally why don't you Mogget] As for what I am...I was once many a thing, but now I am simply what you see. A spirit is something I never was, however.
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[personal profile] nocawsforconcern 2018-08-31 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Are you threatening to beat up a tiny girl, Josuke? Rude. She's giving him a weird look as he threatens her, keeping herself under her cloak...]

Hey, hey, what was that? Caw, caw... It was weird!
redmeguca: (Want some?)

[personal profile] redmeguca 2018-08-31 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
{Magical Girls, more specifically, but whatever.

Nope never heard of it. You're not on your own world anymore. You're not even in your own universe. Welcome to the place all your loose change and left socks disappear to! Enjoy your stay, because we have no clue how to send you back.}
hairpincurves: (surrender the throne)

not so minor

[personal profile] hairpincurves 2018-08-31 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
[If she's being entirely honest, she doesn't like this Fissure. Doesn't like these mines. It's less for having something taken away from her and more that she just... doesn't like this place.

But, well, she signed on, no backing out now. She's just making her way through the tunnels when she spots someone leaning against the wall. Nobody she recognizes... well, better make sure he's okay before launching into the newbie spiel.]


Hey... hey, are you alright?
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[personal profile] fifthreplacement 2018-08-31 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
[He's not usually in the business of saving people's lives, but hey, circumstances change. So when he hears someone clearly unhappy up ahead, he heads over, one hand on the wall to keep himself upright.

When he finds the rubble and the swearing, he stops, raises an eyebrow, then sighs and sets to working on digging the stranger out. At least being fairly strong helps him here]


How did you miss the very obvious cave in sounds in this place?
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[personal profile] founderinglight 2018-08-31 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
Well, there is one bit of good news - there's light. Plenty of it.

In fact, maybe too much of it, in a shade of blue that is almost, but perhaps a hair darker than, the blue of Noctis' Armiger.

There's also a voice. "Who's there?!"

And the voice comes from a man, who is surrounded by three glowing orbs of blue light, which bob gently up and down as though they were floats on top of water. He's holding a rapier, and his face is -

Well, aside from being clean shaven, it's going to look very similar to certain newsreels from around the time of Insomnia's fall. The main difference is that the scarf around his neck is also blue, as are his (currently somewhat unfocused and cloudy) eyes. Presumably, this is the reason for the fact that under a black jacket, his shirt says "NOT ARDYN, WE'RE TWINS" in metallic blue lettering.

He's also holding an elegant, almost glowing rapier, though for right now, at least, it's pointed at the floor, away from being threatening.
nocawsforconcern: (pic#12521249)

[personal profile] nocawsforconcern 2018-08-31 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
[She's going to scoot after him, continuing to poke.]

No, but, cat mouths can't make those noises, can they? I think not. Can they? I guess they must.

[She's at least withdrawing her hands at that.]

Hm... Come to think of it, you seem like treasure, though.
opensfuturesclosespasts: (glittering with desire)

[personal profile] opensfuturesclosespasts 2018-08-31 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
[She reads it. She laughs, and of course it's silent, slapping her head on the overlong bang of her hair - then wincing and mouthing a profanity.

She reaches into a side pocket of her pilot jumpsuit pantleg and takes out a pen and paper, writing something. She shows it to the dragonlady:]


You're welcome ~ <3 Got any clue where the fuck we be?

[Notably, it's in no script she recognizes. Yet she can understand it. Yes, even the heart.]