TEST DRIVE MEME.

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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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[intercessory]

[Finding oneself suddenly struck and subsequently blinded by a wayward gout of gore does not, on any day, bode particularly well—even less so while rushing to the aid of a fellow combatant.

Aymeric stops in his tracks, no small part of him mortified as he braces himself for impending attack. However, the moment the other magi's numerous and earnest placations reach his ears, the knight quickly regains a measure of composure. From the mere sound of her voice, he can very reasonably conclude that the blood now dripping warmly all about his person is, in fact, not hers.]

No, no – A napkin would do nicely, I thank you.

[With his eyes still shut hard to the streak of red painted across them, he manages a wee smile. Certainly, he's in no position to scoff at the offer of anything more efficient than the back of his own hand. He can only be thankful that she'd come thusly prepared.]

That creature you were fighting is... [And here he must pause to wipe away some that's beading a little too close to his mouth.] It, ah, won't be of any further trouble to us, I presume?

[He's fairly convinced the thing exploded.]

[pridesend]

Oh, I'm certain he'll be back when he feels up for a little nip.

[ She pats the pockets of her magical outfit for a napkin, coming away empty - then remembers rather abruptly that this creature's domain seems to be made primarily of towels and tissue paper. She tears off a strip of the surroundings and hands them over. ]

I'm so, so, so so so sorry. I'm certain I'll get the hang of this someday soon.

[intercessory]

'Twould be folly for me to barge into a fight without accepting that I may be marred in some fashion. I doubt any knight has come from battle smelling as pleasantly as he went. [A small dip of his head once again assures his gratitude as he accepts the scrap, setting it to work toweling away the viscous fluid from his eyes and brow.]

As for the means by which we're meant to contest against these Nightmares, I must confess they do take some acquainting to.

[You see, despite referencing knights and looking every bit the part of one, the length of steel wielded by the tall man's main hand is... well, it's actually a very non-lethal, very safe-looking scepter.

Complete with a blue ribbon.]