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Test Drive Meme

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... Oh well. There's no use in dwelling on it. You're a magi now, and that means adjusting to a whole new lifestyle! Maybe one of the townspeople can help you out. Only... they're acting a bit strangely, aren't they? They're all too happy to show you around, but there's something unsettling about the way they're behaving. Almost cheerfully dissonant. Any questions about the history of the town are met with blank stares and brief silence, before they plaster a smile onto their faces and change the subject. Any attempts to tell them about your duties as a magi or anything else that relates to the magical will get similar reactions. Isn't there anyone normal here that you can talk to at all? 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! 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 Day in the Life: Everyday hero by day, magician by night! You've got a busy day ahead of you and no time to waste! Maybe it's school, or maybe it's work, maybe it's both! Being magical doesn't make you exempt from paying those shopping bills! May Day: Uh-oh. This magical girl stuff looked easier on TV. You're in some serious trouble! Or maybe you see someone else who is! It's time to pull up your socks and show them what you have. Be the hero you've always wanted to be, or give in and be that damsel in distress. There's no shame in needing a little help now and then. A Successful Mission: Congratulations! You met up with your first Nightmare, and you fought valiantly. You even mastered that tricky power of yours! What sort of power did you get? Is it a useful one, or is it not so useful? Maybe you've mastered it beautifully, and now you're showing off to all of your friends. Maybe you're having a hard time keeping it under wraps, and now you're wreaking havoc across the town without meaning to! A Dreadful Nightmare: You had an absolutely horrid day. 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 cause too much damage! Wildcard: Feel free to use any information from the FAQ or the World Info page to make your own prompt!

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[wounds]

The... Old One? I've never heard of them. Then again, I've never heard about Kyuubey either. Do you have a lot experience with them?

[rakuyo]

There are such strange creatures in the world I once lived and died. They exert power over curses, dreams... nightmares, much like this place. [there's a tinge of anger, but like with all of Maria's emotions, they're a distant flicker in her eye]

I have been fooled from one nightmare into another. All the same, I will continue to fight to dispel such evils as they are birthed.

[savedover]

[



What the hell. He actually believed it. Is this guy stupid, or just that gullible?]

It's all thanks to you. [...] You said you'd help, right. In returning them.

[... his plan was pretty literally "throw the wallets at him, shove him out of the way, and run". But, if Genos believes the most obvious lies--why run and make a scene, if he can just walk away?]

[chainsawstick]

[ With a shrug, she takes another look around her. ] It seemed gentler to say that than the truth which is that this place is a mess, but not referring to the usual mess of piles that seem to be found our hives, but architecturally instead.

[ Her's is only slightly better, but at least she recognizes the different styles inside of her own magical home, as opposed ot here where she finds herself stumped.

But clearly there's something bothering Karkat. Clearly, because he goes off on a short tirade that she knows is short because he could have easily gone much longer than that if he really wanted to. Still, she doesn't miss that shaking in his shoulders, and unlike him, she does pay it mind. Without thinking about it she takes a few steps to plop down in a chair next to Karkat's, putting her hand on the shoulder. Presumably as some kind of reassurance? At least it's not a pap. ]

That sounds like something that makes sense to freak out about.

he'll be less of a disaster eventually (probably), he's just super overwhelmed right now

[crabmunicator]

You think?

[Her hand on his shoulder should feel the shaking even better, for it doesn't stop under her touch. Letting it stay makes for a good medium between the impulse to run or latch on. Every part of the life he knew has just been ripped up and away from him, and he hasn't seen her in so long, but who's to say he couldn't lose her, too?]

[His hands cup his face as he tries to control his breathing. Don't panic, don't panic, she doesn't deserve to deal with that.]

Everyone's gone--or not gone, but not here, and no one knows anything about what happened there. And I knew this could happen, but I stupidly thought that somehow fate would spare me having to get whisked away a second time when I am possibly the only person my friend even told about this. And of course you don't know the first thing of what I'm saying! I would make more sense if I had put my sponge through a meat grinder, but here I am babbling away in my knit together shitshow of a hive that can't decide between two worlds when I'm not in either of them anymore, and I can't go back because now I have to save this place too.

[chainsawstick]

[ As far as Kanaya is concerned, she is pretty sure she's not actually dead. She's seen her own eyes in the mirror, she'd definitely not like Porrim or any of the others in the dream bubble. And more than anyone she was always good at telling when something was a dream or not right away. ]

I'm pretty sure humans don't usually live in treehives at all, but then, none of them here seem to even be able to tell that we aren't human either.

[ It's true, most of the inhabitants here think of Kanaya as just another teenage girl. Which is in it's own way pretty unsettling. She's started to think of them as NPCs like the cohorts on her planet, but they have more intelligence than that. Barely.

That mention of the John human and a plan to fix things is a topic worth diving into, but the mention of Karkat takes priority. ]

Karkat? Yes, he is. Why?

[wounds]

[He just wants to believe the best of everyone.

If he can be held up by a mob boss and not realize what kind of danger he's in... well...]

I did. I can take them and give them back to their rightful owners. I'm sure by now they've realized they're missing them.

[wounds]

Nightmares... That's what Kyuubey asked us to fight. I've been given the chance to keep living, I don't intend on throwing it away.

The faster they're eliminated the less damage they can do. I don't have much experience fighting, but I intend to learn.

[rakuyo]

A wise teacher, in the way of combat, is the key to surviving the worst of the Hunt. A man once taught me the ways of the warrior. If you have a desire to learn, I would serve his memory well to teach you.

[wounds]

Yes, please. If you would be my master I would be an attentive disciple. I intend to learn as much as I can to be as effective as possible.

[rakuyo]

I will test your merit harshly, but fairly. Have you experience with a weapon in the past, young Genos?

[wounds]

Of course, I would expect no less from a mentor.

I have no experience with weapons. [Like. At all. He lived an incredibly quiet life until the massacre of his village.

But he does have a weapon he can summon in his magical form.]

[mosaicity]

That's not what I meant.

[...welp.]

We were all about to be dead. I wished for all of you - dead or alive - to be brought back home safely. That obviously didn't happen.

[rakuyo]

We have a similar origin, you and I. I knew nothing of combat, before meeting my own master. He taught a simple caretaker the way of the blade. You will catch on, if you have the stomach for such visceral work.

Raven Queen | Ever After High

[storyofarebel]

Arrival

[Toto, we're not in Ever After High anymore. She bites her lower lip, slowly taking in these new surroundings... Maybe she should have gotten the exact details before making the wish. Is this how Apple felt, that desperation...? Well, nothing to be done about it. She snaps her fingers, and... nothing. Nada. She blinks.]

... Oookay, why would becoming a 'magical girl' take away my magic? I can't even do a basic spell? ... Aaand I'm talking to myself. This is just hexcellent.

A Day In The Life

[Attending school that isn't based on fairy tales, or being an evil person, is different. There are no morals in math or magic in science. It's sort of relaxing to have things so black and white. Between classes, she approaches you in the hallway.]

Hey, what did you get for question number three on that quiz? I just couldn't figure it out.

[wounds]

Even if I didn't I still made a deal. I can't break a promise so easily, especially when its from somebody who saved my life.

[savedover]

[That's probably a bad plan. You might want to reevaluate that attitude.]

That's inefficient. It would be faster if we split the work. [He pauses, thinking: There's no way this idiot can be that gullible. This has to be a trick. He then nods at the wallets Genos is holding.] The ones you have there--they didn't have any money in them to begin with.

I got them in the park. It wasn't long ago, so the owners are probably still there looking for them. ... if you take those back, I'll return the ones I have.

[This is a lie. You are being lied to your face, Genos.]

Lady Maria | BloodBorne

[rakuyo]

Arrival

[A stoic looking woman has appeared, alone, upon a park bench. The sun's bright rays soon awaken her, brightening her face despite the shadow cast by her widely brimmed hat. She has not seen the sun in what felt like a lifetime, so her face has a look of distant reverence as she realizes the source of such brightness. She tilts her hat upward and off, revealing shiny, silver hair. She breathes in the warmth and the sun's light fills her features. She's beautiful, if sickeningly pale, almost porcelain in color. Her eyes slowly open, hurting to look so directly at the fully illuminated sky around her]

Ah, yes. A fine dream, this must be.

[wounds]

[He picks them all up and holds them in his arms like they're precious. They're probably precious to somebody, after all.

And the thing is, Genos believes that lie. His own wallet never had money in it, no that it ever bothered him. He's always been at ease with how little he had.]

Alright. I'll take these back to their owners, and you can take the rest.

A Day In The Life

[wounds]

[He looks over after pocketing his phone.]

For the math quiz? It wasn't difficult, but it did take quite a few steps to come to the proper conclusion. My answer was pi.

[rakuyo]

If you can stand true to your honor, a fine hunter you'll make, indeed.

[wounds]

I have no intention on ever going back on my word.

When can we start training?

home improvement

[miasmajesty]

[ THat sure is a guy standing in the middle of the street, screaming at the top of his lungs at his house. Dirk stops short, shifting the bag on his shoulder and arching an eyebrow.

Oh.

It's Karkat.

Yeah, okay. That makes way more sense. ]</small. House malfunctioning?

[miasmajesty]

Something like that, yeah. There's a little more to it than that.

[crabmunicator]

[If Dirk's seen him before, he's not in the usual outfit. He arrived without the typical one, and unless coincidence or some magic occur (or someone who just wants to remake it for him), he's not going to have it.]

[And while the voice isn't one he recognizes, per se, when he looks he does know the shades. And the face is--hm. Similar. Not Dave, no, but with the shades it slots together: Bro, standing at a kitchen counter, mashing doritos for the most terrible idea for cupcakes. Whoever this is is too young for that, and Karkat debates a second - new session, or brought here early in life? - before finding his tongue to say anything else.]

Yes.

[It's stiff and awkward, and he doesn't look much better. He's never met this one so he can't judge if that tone speaks to familiarity or casualness, and he doesn't want to judge wrong.]

It won't settle into anything coherent.