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Prompts Arrival: So you've just arrived in Nyoi-Cho. Congratulations! You must be so excited about having your wish granted. Or maybe you're upset that the result wasn't quite what you expected? If that's the case, then that's too bad! There are no take backs and no redoes, so you're stuck with what you have. Maybe you should have been more careful about how you worded that wish... There's no use in dwelling on it. You're a magi now, and that means adjusting to a whole new lifestyle. Get ready to hit the ground running. Home Improvement: The houses that the magi are given access to really are something, aren't they? There's almost no limit to what they can do! Why don't you create the house of your dreams, or maybe recreate and relive your favorite childhood scenes? Invite some spectators over to marvel. Practice makes Perfect: This magi stuff sure looked easier on TV. You don't understand your power and it's frustrating trying to use it in combat when you don't get it. Maybe it's time to just take some time to figure this out. Good thing none of the citizens can see you when you transform! Test out those new skills, cause a little mischief, or be the helping hand someone might need! Fighting Evil by Moonlight: Things aren't as easy as they looked on TV. Nightmares are tough and there's real danger in there. There are victories... but, some are not as clear cut as others. Is today a successful attempt, or are you on your last legs standing up against an enemy far stronger than yourself? Do you forge on ahead, or do you retreat? A Corrupted Soul Gem: You neglected to take care of your soul gem, and now you don't feel quite yourself anymore. You feel like you're losing your sense of self - all you seem to be able to focus on is your old regrets and past failures. What's happening to you? A Dreadful Nightmare: You're wearing yourself down with all this fighting. Your mind is rife with insecurity and fear. As you drift off to sleep, your mind dwells on all the injustices you've had to endure. In response, your bed swallows you up, and your room shifts into a horrific Nightmarescape. What sort of Nightmare are you? What kind of Nightmarescape do you create? Hopefully your fellow magi can stop you before you hurt someone. Birth of a Witch: You've just learned the terrible truth behind Witches, and it's staring you in the face - someone very close to you has succumbed to despair. In a burst of flame, their corrupted soul gem rearranges itself into a grief seed, completing their transformation. Can you continue to fight on, knowing that this is the ultimate fate of all magi? Moreover, can you bring yourself to raise your weapon against a dear comrade whom you have been fighting alongside for so long? Unending Night: Carrying out a magi's duties has never been easy. Although up until now you've successfully navigated your way through countless nightmarescapes and defeated countless foes, this time you might finally be outmatched. Foe after foe stands before you. There's no end in sight. And with each attack you throw their way, your soul gem seems to grow ever dimmer... A Cruel Choice: The Witch has fallen, and you've been awarded a grief seed for your valiant efforts. Just in time, too! Your soul gem is in desperate need of cleansing. But as you look around you, you realize that you're not the only one whose soul gem is in bad shape. There's absolutely no way you can take care of more than one soul gem with just one grief seed. What will you do? In Fugue: Someone very dear to you has been acting off lately. They spend just a little too much time with the natives of Nyoi-cho, and they seem to resemble themselves less with each passing day. They even seem to be forgetting bits and pieces of their own past, and simple questions on your part lead to them spitting out the same eerie pre-programmed responses that you've grown so accustomed to hearing from the locals. It's clear that they're being assimilated into the town. You wonder how long it'll be before they cease to recognize you completely and the person you once knew them as simply no longer exists. Isn't there a way to slow down or reverse the process at all? Wildcard: Feel free to use any information from the FAQ or the World Info page to make your own prompt!

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Heather Mason | Silent Hill

[crappyfairytale]

Arrival

[She's got some questions. Chief among them, where the fuck is she, and how the fuck did she get here? That-- that pink cat, he can't have brought her here, can he? She was just-- she wished he'd go away, so why's she here and not back home where she should be. It's definitely not Silent Hill, because last she checked, she didn't think there'd be signs in Japanese all over the place, not there. More like-- okay, we're not gonna think about it, gross.

Point is, she's here now, wherever here is, and there's only one thing she can do: figure out who to blame, and make them send her back.]

You! You did this, didn't you? [Heather says to the first, second, third, and probably fourth person she comes across, getting more and more agitated as she goes.

Why can't she just go home?!]

Fighting Evil by Moonlight

[The world shifted. This time, there's no sirens, no bulbous... things, coming at her in the dark. No blood on the walls, or floors, or ceilings, or herself. Just-- it's weird in here, and she's not quite sure where she's going. She wishes she had a map, and a pen, but more than that, she wishes she wasn't here.

But what good's wishing going to do? She's got this-- stupid outfit on, and this stupid shield in her hand, and the last thing she wants to do is look in a mirror and see what she looks like right now. Ugh. No thanks. She knows she's here, that's enough, so she focuses on that, running through this maze that looks like it'd got no exit like it's... like it's normal to her.

Well, it might as well be, now. It almost makes her laugh, really, but she doesn't, and just keeps running along instead. She-- she almost wants to run into someone, because she's got no idea how to fight... these things alone. Just-- bash them with the shield or something?

But then again, maybe she's better off alone.]

I don't seriously have to fight in here, right? [Maybe she's talking to herself, or maybe she's not, or maybe she doesn't care.] This is-- this is stupid. You know we're probably gonna die doing this. Can't we just go?

Silver the Derphog - Sonic Series

[futuretense]

[Arrival]

"Umm...?" Silver glanced around at his new surroundings, clearly confused by the sight of it. He didn't so much as wish to be in another place, it had just happened by accident. It would be discouraging to most other people on how often accidents like that happened to him.

He'd need to figure out where he was. When he was.

The small hedgehog approached the nearest person. "Hello?"

[Home Repair]
In Silver's case, his home always needed repair. Even the one that he'd managed to construct in the new world was a hodge-podge of boards and broken building parts. The hedgehog clapped his hands together. "Not bad. Looks just like home!" To any onlookers, it would look like a pile of junk.

Which did look a lot like his actual home. But still...

Two | Drakengard 3

[broken_song]

Arrival:

[She did it, she did it. They were safe, the children would all be safe and they would be alright. That was her wish, they would go back to normal, happy and healthy children not some monster. It had promised her that, that it could remove the curse the power of her song.Though they didn't know her, and Cent. Where was Cent?!?]

Cent?

Cent. No I can't do this on my own. I- I need you. The children. . . They're . . . they're safe now.

[Sitting on the ground Two looked around. This wasn't the land of sands, it wasn't the Cathedral City. It was a new world, she didn't exist any more did she, was that what it took for them to not meet that end? She was alone, all alone, or so she thought as she sat there staring at the soul gem that was lying right before her. She was tired but there was a tired smile on her lips as her hands clasped around the gem.]

I won't fail this time.

Fighting Evil by Moonlight:

[Monsters, they were monsters no different than the ones she had faced back home. No worse than the Warlords or the enhanced soldiers that had been turned. Two's sword moved effortlessly, though it was apparent she had lost some of her strength, her intoner power was gone, her song was gone. It had been a blessing at first, but now it was something she regretted.]

I won't let you harm them. I'll protect everyone. I have to.

[In her heart though she knew that there were some things she couldn't protect. In her mind the image of the children as that beast flashed, distracting her just as the attack from the nightmare was coming in.]

Corrupted Soul Gem:

Hahahahahaha

[The witch was already gone, the grief seed waiting to be claimed and yet still slashed at the area with a sword laughing historically.]

Die. They'll all die. It's my responsibility, my job, kill them.

Wildcard:

[Have something else in mind? I'm up for anything really.]

arrival

[vulgore]

[ Fortune did not smile upon Lady Two.

Dito makes a habit of hunting Nightmares. It's the only thing in this whole, ugly, frustrating town that makes him feel centered. Slaughtering monsters inside people's heads is a farcry better than sitting around with his thumb up his ass pretending to play nice with everyone else.

He hears the name first, registers that before anything else. Cent. His head turns at the sound, gold eyes narrowing. Cent, spoken in a soft voice that he knows instinctively, even if it's no longer colored with the madness he'd come to know.

Great.

He rounds the corner and there she is. He half expects her to look up, to hear that deranged laugh, but she seems... well. More there than she was before. It doesn't stop him from scowling, nor does it disappear the spear from his hands. ]

Well, well, well. Lady Two. So nice of you to join us.

[broken_song]

[Really she had thought she was alone, and that she would be alone. At least he wish had been granted though. A familiar voice though pulled her from her thoughts, Two quickly looked up and almost jumped straight to her feet when she saw who it was.]

Dito? Dito! What are you doing here? Are you with Five?

[Because if the disciple was there, usually the intoner wasn't too far off. After all, their disciples were the ones that were closest to the intoners; as close as all the sisters were to one another. Or at least that was the way that Two saw it. In a way it had broke her heart a little when Zero wouldn't join them.]

The monsters in the Cathedral City, did she come to help?

[vulgore]

Ha!

[ Oh, whoops. There he goes again. No Intoner to curb his tongue... but his eyes narrow. What, did she wish for her mind to be unscrambled? Or maybe... with all the talk about timelines and the like, she hadn't even lost it yet.

What a pain. ]

Like hell Five'd go out of her way for something like that.

arrival

[crappyfairytale]

[Heather's walking down the street, when she sees some... girl, maybe her age, who looks kind of like a belly dancer? Maybe that was her day job before she came here? Whatever, it's not really any of her business. She's sort of-- talking to herself, too, and whatever it is, she doesn't sound happy about it. Something about... cent? Does she owe someone money? And then she didn't pay, so they came by and broke her kids' legs or something? Like in one of those mobster movies.

She shakes her head. Still none of her business, and besides, she might just be imagining things.]

Uh. Not that it's any of my business, but... if your kids are missing, you might wanna go to the cops?

[She wouldn't.]

arrival

[broken_song]

Cops? What are those?

[Guards, Soldiers, those she knew but cops were something that Two had never heard of. And well they were missing, or was it Two that had gone missing since she was the one that wasn't where she was supposed to be.]

But the children will be fine now. I made a wish and now they'll be safe with Cent and One. They'll be able to go outside and play and laugh and have fun again. Just like normal children.

Even if we didn't get to go on our picnic.

[crappyfairytale]

[Oh, hell, she's lost it. Heather's not sure if she ever had It in the first place, but if she did, it's long gone now. Let's just keep things cool, alright, no need to get caught up in the middle of... whatever's gone down over in her neck of the woods. Besides, it's not like she can help any, what with being here and all. So she just tries her best to nod and look like she's paying attention.]

Cops are... you know. Cops? They've got uniforms and spend most of their time eating doughnuts? [Shrugs.]

[Maybe if she just doesn't Ask about the whole kids thing, she won't keep mentioning them? Sure, why not, it's not like she has any better ideas.]

But they're pretty useless, so, uh... I wouldn't worry about it.

Miles Upshur | Outlast | cw: mutilation, missing body parts, body horror stuff idk grossness

[milesupshore]

Arrival

["I wish I had my fucking fingers back."

It's probably not something to waste a wish on if a genie suddenly popped out one of the Mt. Massive toilets and decided to grant him said wish, but it was a wish he made nonetheless. In a daze, leaning against the wall, blood loss forcing his mind to give way to random thoughts that he was sure would be his last. What he really wanted was to be out of that fucking asylum, to be in his car, to be home. But when the strange creature offered him not only the granting of his wish (he really did want his goddamn fingers back) but a way out, he took it. Become a Magi? What the fuck? Sounded like something out of a shitty fantasy book. Something one of the Variants would probably ramble on about. But he accepted. He accepted not knowing of the truth behind Mt. Massive would ever be exposed to the world, and maybe that went against every journalistic instinct he's ever had, but at the time he simply didn't give a shit. He wanted to live.

He idly roamed the town, staring down at his hands occasionally as he observed that his fingers were in fact still missing. He felt like an asshole for having thought anything else would happen, but when you're faced with a talking cat promising to grant your wishes what in the hell were you supposed to think?

He felt angry. At himself, at Murkoff - especially at Murkoff - at that stupid creature, and at whoever sent him that email to begin with. All because in a moment of insanity and blood loss all he could think about were his goddamn fingers.

His bloody hands and the stumps where his index and ring finger once were only made him angrier and angrier, wondering just what he gave away in making his deal aside from his old life. Which, admittedly, might have ended if he stayed in Mt. Massive. But he was a cynical bastard and had to wonder if he traded in a collapsing building for one set on fire. The more he thought about the stumps on either hand, the more he wished that he'd just shut his goddamn mouth and kept going. And then suddenly he felt pain in his hands, but not pain from freshly mutilated hands, this was different, along with a pressure that became unbearable. He winced and grunted in pain as he forced himself to stay up by leaning against a building, and without really understanding what he was seeing...the ring finger on his left hand just...grew, followed by the index on his right. They were there.

He moved his fingers, wiping away the blood to see if there was some cut. But no, it's as if he never lost them, save for the strange feeling in his hands and the blood from before.

"I wish I had my fucking fingers back."]

What the fuck?

arrival

[crappyfairytale]

What the fuck...?

[Look, Heather was gonna mind her own business, alright, she already kind of figured she wasn't the only one around here who got screwed over. But then this-- this guy's fingers just grow back? And there's really only one thing you can say about that, isn't there.]

[milesupshore]

[He was so confused he wondered out loud twice. Except, no...that was someone else. He looks up at the unfamiliar voice and sees a girl seeming just as dumbfounded as he is. Maybe less so, because his eyes were still pretty wide open and his mouth hung agape. It's a wonder he manages to get his shit together enough to say something, though his voice is shaky.]

...Yeah, that about sums it up.

[Sorry he doesn't have any words. Maybe he'll write them down later. now that he can]

[crappyfairytale]

Do, uh... do you wanna see doctor or something?

[Yeah, she doesn't really have anything to say, either. It's... kind of hard to top that. Not every day people grow back body parts.]

Cagliostro | Granblue Fantasy

[ars_magna]

Arrival

[ So this was the result of her wish, was it? Carried away to another land, all because of her own foolish mistakes. A pity that she wasn't able to properly research Lyria, but... there were more important things to do now. She needed to get her bearings as quickly as possible.

It was such a peaceful little town, it hardly looked like the kind of place that would need the protection of someone as cute Cagliostro! Of course, that was all the more reason to stay on her toes; she knew that things had a way of betraying their looks, and she wasn't about to let her guard down in an unfamiliar town.

First things first, she had to figure out the lay of the land, both literally and figuratively. Who was in charge, here? What forces were at hand, and who should she keep by her side? This body was undoubtedly different from any she's had before, and it would be paramount to fully understand it, to find out if it actually was indestructible. Part of her doubted that, as even her homonculus bodies weren't indestructible--They were easy to make. Moreover... the roads were far from a familiar substance, and she makes a note to check out the library as soon as she can find it.

...There was a library, right?

That's precisely why she's trotting up to you, worry creased on her brow. ]

Hey, hey! Do you have a moment or two? You see... [ She pouts a little, absent mindedly scuffing her heel on the ground. ] I'm new here, and it's awfully scary to be a young girl alone in a new place. Can you help me out? I'll forever be in your debt, you know! [ Just gonna... bat her eyelashes for good measure. ]

arrival

[crappyfairytale]

[Heather's just gonna roll her eyes.]

Why don't you just deal with it?

[She's a young girl all alone in this place, and somehow she's managing. It's not that hard once you get used to it.]

[ars_magna]

O-oh?

[ Well, isn't she a ball of sunshine. There's a barely present hint of frustration, a slight twitch of Cagli's smile, but she recovers quickly. ]

Well, I suppose I could deal with it, but isn't it better to work together to overcome things? Even a brief tour would really help me out! Like... oh! Does this village have a library?

[crappyfairytale]

Probably. Why don't you look around yourself?

[As for the working together thing, what does this look like, some kids show?]

[dokkans]

[ There's something really jarring about B.B. running into an innocent, wary girl like this. How she approached with such a worried look on her face, the verbiage used to get her point across, trying to appear to the heartstrings of someone who'd help any poor sad girl.

Familiar. Very familiar. Very, very familiar. And then she bats her eyelashes, and it takes every single bone in her body to keep herself from outright laughing in this new girl's face.

What the hell. She could extend this courtesy. ]

My, it is scary, isn't it? This world's full of such mysterious and unknown things... [ Forever in her debt? We'll see about that. ] Mm, I can spare some time! I always like to help new friends get adjusted. ♪

[ The tone in her voice is level, keeping the recommended amount of cheerfulness balanced with that of someone who actually wanted to help. Your move, newbie. ]

[ars_magna]

[ Familiar indeed... It doesn't take an alchemist to pick up on Bonnie's act, but it certainly helps that Cagliostro felt like she was looking in a mirror. So this town already had a cute girl, then? She'd just have to out-cute her, which wouldn't be a problem. ]

It is quite a bit different than what I'm used to back home... [ Cagliostro taps her chin; should she elaborate further? Nah. She can figure out the differences with this one on her own. She gives Bonnie a bright smile. ]

You'll really help? Thank you, thank you! I was so worried I would have to do this all by myself...

[ She'd rather do it by herself. ]

[timidhomunculus]

[Young girl, meet other young girl who's scared out of her wits right now, and who is also using her hat as a shield...an ineffective one albeit.]

I wish I could help, but I'm pretty lost myself.

James Sunderland | Silent Hill

[intownonvacation]

Arrival

[For what felt like hours he had searched the town high and low for the fruits of his wish, and what felt like hours more he sat on this bench with his head hanging low. He's not sure what happened...even as he recalls the events. Then again he was getting used to things not making sense. The only thing he was certain of is that he was no longer in Silent Hill.

He forced his head up. It felt like one big weight but he managed. Something moving from the corner of his eye caught his attention. A figure. He didn't get much of a chance to really get a good look before she was off.

Mary?

[Annnd he's off, headed towards that really dark alleyway that looks like not a tiny bit of light could penetrate it. It's fine. It's fine because that's where she went. And that's where he'll go. Except, he seems to collide with someone as soon as he gets close enough.]

--Oh, sorry.

[whitegirldreads]

[Whoa, usually the only people she knows that hang around alleys are looking to make a deal.] Hey, it's cool.

I, uh, I don't really know any Mary's, though. [Besides Mary Jane, anyway.] Sorry.

[intownonvacation]

Oh.

[James is just going to...awkwardly look over her shoulder and into that alleyway. It's dark, but it doesn't look like she's in there?]

Um. Didn't you see someone just now? I think she ran right by here...

[fourseamer]

[She just manages to not get bowled over when this guy in a green jacket darts by. He... doesn't really look so good? Maybe he's sick? She's not really sure. But hey, he just literally almost ran into her, so whatever he's doing, he's gotta be in a hurry. Right?]

Hey, what's the rush? [It's gotta be something important, right?]

[intownonvacation]

[James almost keeps running, stopping at the edge of the alleyway as if rethinking something suddenly. Except he doesn't really rethink much these days. He just...he doesn't see her anymore.

He turns to the person he almost ran into distractedly.]

I just...thought I saw someone. Sorry.