June Test Drive Meme

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Test Drive Meme #2 New Locations ▲ Scenarios ▼ Comments Welcome to Tabula Rasa's Test Drive Meme! This meme will be structured the same as an event or intro mingle so you can get a feel for how the game will be after it opens. Anyone is welcome to use this meme whether you plan to apply or not, and we will not be policing what characters or canons choose to play on here. Use it as you'd like and have fun!

Please note that none of the locations and changes described below will be included in the game when it opens. To help create an accurate impression of the game, we have included several imprints suggested by prospective players from the TDM Imprints Submissions. These prompts and locations are only for the TDM. A new arrangement of imprints will be picked when the game opens, which will likely look completely different from the TDM. Please keep this in mind when applying to the game in the future.

As this is our second TDM, you can find more detailed descriptions of the TDM-only locations on TDM #1. Feel free to use prompts from the previous TDM as well if you missed out on it!

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New Location: The Fendt Hope Library
Across from the USJ dome stands an enormous six-floor castle. The entrance boasts a large open room decorated with hanging bird cages, colorful teddy bears of varying sizes, and books. Many, many books, filling shelves that line every wall of the room. Traveling further within, there are hundreds of rooms and hallways arranged almost like a hotel, except every room is its own miniature library. Each room has the same layout, including a desk with a lamp, a round table with chairs in the center, a ladder, and rows of shelves on every wall. Teddy bears have been placed around each room, some of them sitting in chairs or on top of shelves and stacks of books. Many of the rooms feature large square windows with gold curtains drawn.

On the first floor near the entrance is a small tavern-like area with a bar, also surrounded by bookshelves on all sides. There are several wooden tables with chairs for guests to sit, though teddy bears have been placed in some of the seats. A large person-sized bear is seated behind the bar. The only shelf that isn't full of books is instead filled with old wine bottles.

There is a staircase that goes down to the basement, where more hallways and library rooms can be found. The basement rooms are much dingier with gray stone walls and no windows, though otherwise look the same as the other library rooms. Notably, the doors in the basement rooms can only be locked from the outside.

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Scenario A: Think Positive!
The world has been filled with many things - animals, plants, people, objects... and among those objects, something has stood out. Objects that demand a greater purpose, to be filled with energy that they cannot themselves create. They have not gone unnoticed, and so, too, does the world notice. Machines are more complex than blocks of metal and plastic. Lights are more than wire and glass. What is it that breathes the life into them that people have come to expect?

Finally, the answer has become clear. Anger, disappointment, frustration: these are all feelings that have been poured into these lifeless objects. Energy, such as electricity, must surely come from those emotions.

That isn't to say making electricity is a simple task, or one that can be so easily controlled. A strong emotion can be quite shocking, but that strength must be maintained to power something for more than a few seconds. But you don't want to be electrocuting everyone you come into contact with, either, so with a bit of coordination, a group of people will have much better luck than one person by themselves.

A crowd in the Heavenly Blanc is enough to make the lights flicker, and you might even be able to get the jukebox going. The music sounds a bit strange, with titles and lyrics that almost seem jumbled together from several different songs, but a tune is still a tune. The lighthouse arcade is especially lively, machines buzzing and blaring with noise the moment anyone steps in, though you'll need a friend or two to play along if you want it to get the game to start. The games, too, seem like a bit of a jumbled mess - or maybe Initial DANCE Taikoaster Versus is just ahead of its time.

Most electronics will now function, provided they have the energy source to do so. More advanced functions may not work correctly, such as long-distance connections. The more complex the device, the more emotional power you'll need to use it.

Scenario B: Take A Look, It's In A Book
With the addition of a another library, books have become an important feature to the world's landscape. Words that were once a jumbled mess have been reformed, arranged into something that can now be understood. Unfortunately, there is still a lack of content to fill every book in the world - most of them are identical copies of the same few books, though there may be slight variations between copies.

Geography contains an accurate map of the known world, including detailed descriptions and sketches of important landmarks and buildings. Any observations that people have made thus far have been noted here, including a few direct quotes. It also describes some of the flora and fauna, though it doesn't go into much detail beyond where they can be found. Each copy has a chapter at the end titled "The Rest Of The World" containing hundreds of blank pages.

Regional Pokédex is a bestiary of all the creatures currently residing in the world. There are only 5 entries, with the rest of the book filled with the same image of a large question mark in a circle at the center of each page. Some of the copies of the book use different names for the same creatures, but the first four entries in each copy describes fireys, jellyrabbits, ghowls, and the Eiffel Tower in the style of short observational notes. The average height, weight, and footprint shape of each creature is also listed. The fifth entry has no title, but lists the average height, weight, and approximate footprint shape of every single person in the world as if they were a single species. The descriptions on this page are much more disjointed and contain wildly different information across copies, but all of the entries list observations and physical details of individuals that have arrived in the world.

Questions Vol.1 is a book of questions. Every question about the world that someone has voiced thus far has been listed somewhere in this book. Some questions are detailed and specific, while others are single word questions like "sleep?" There are no answers provided, but some of the pages have handwritten theories underneath that vary between copies. All of the theories match what people have discussed among themselves so far.

Drinks is a recipe book. It lists several recipes for simple drinks one can make with water, alcohol, coffee beans, and tea leaves. Nearly all of the recipes have an alcoholic variant, even when it doesn't make sense. Each recipe includes step by step instructions on how to prepare the ingredients without electricity. This book also details everything people have observed about the world's water supply and its relaxing properties.

Scenario C: Lucky Buns
Luck might seem a simple idea on the surface: if you have good luck, good things happen to you, and if you have bad luck then bad things happen. Where, however, does luck come from? Everyone has different ideas and different superstitions surrounding the concept. One such superstition is tied to rabbits, which is like a fluffy, tentacled creature that swims quietly through the air. A rabbit's luck is tied to its feet. However, touching this particular creature's feet tends to sting and hurt people. On that basis, then, touching the jellyrabbit's feet is clearly bad luck, and so anyone who has felt that sting will experience other forms of bad luck. Whether this comes in the form of trips, falls, getting lost or similar kinds of misfortune relies entirely upon what one's individual idea of bad luck is.

Conversely, touching other parts of the creature must be tied to good luck. Many people do quite like to pet soft and fluffy creatures, after all, so it's only natural that doing so would gift them with good luck. Perhaps they might find things more easily, meet people with similar interests, win games of chance more often, or find a $100 note in their back pocket - money might have no meaning here, but if this is what people consider 'good luck', then that is what will happen.

Once a streak of luck, good or bad, is triggered, it does not wear off on its own. It can only be replaced by luck of an opposing nature, or removed entirely by touching one of the other local creatures.

The creatures' tie to luck is not immediately apparent. Once people learn and understand, however, the information will soon find its way into a copy of the library's Regional Pokédex.

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Goro Akechi | Persona 5 Royal

[simulatio]

1. Library!

a.
[To say that Goro's unsettled upon reading Questions: Vol 1 is an understatement, to say the least. Though it's certainly not a thought unique to him, it's frighteningly similar to the notes he'd been taking back in Heavenly Blanc. Single-word prompts like sleep? lack of thirst/hunger? accompany other word-for-word observations such as "cognition: fire is hot, however, fire does not burn."

The normally-charming smile on his face seems rather fixed as he takes a seat at one of the tables in the middle of the tavern-like room of the library, carefully going over both his own handwritten notes, and what's contained within the newly-discovered Questions book. He can be found with that book, or any of the others, meticulously taking notes. If anything, he almost looks like a normal student working on homework.]

b.
[Or, perhaps a little later, you happen to find what could be mistaken for a grisly murder scene. That is, if the victim in question were filled with fluff and strings rather than blood and gore. The teddy bear murderer isn't hard to find; Goro's standing nearby, unconcernedly picking bits of fluff off a flashy-looking dagger. If anything, he looks almost disappointed as he flicks the knife to dispose of any remaining fluff before slipping it into his inner jacket pocket.]

c.
This is a prison.

[It's a mild observation given by the young man with his hand on his chin as he surveys the basement with a sharp-eyed gaze. As if to prove it, he moves forward, opens one of the doors, and examines the locking mechanism. Gloved hands test the door's latch, then he nods to confirm it.]

While the layout may be mistaken for a hotel, these only lock from the outside. These are to keep someone, or something, inside. I wonder why these are different from those upstairs...

[And then he seems to notice his audience, and covers his mouth with a gloved hand to mask a polite laugh.]

My apologies. I've found that speaking aloud helps me gather my thoughts.

2. Heavenly Blanc

[The jukebox is running, though it's not anything Goro's familiar with. Something still seems strange, though, as he works his way around the crowd of people in the bar and goes to examine the player itself. Just a few hours ago, it was dead and lifeless. What's changed? Power doesn't seem to be consistently "back."

After a beat of studying the machine, he bends down and abruptly pulls the plug. And yet, thanks to the emotions of literally everyone else in the bar, it stays playing music. With a bit of a disgusted frown, Goro stares at the limp cord in his hand and shakes his head before letting the cord fall to the floor.]

Curious...

3. Wildcard!

[Akechi will be generally investigating and causing a minor, if polite, nuisance of himself. Feel free to write another prompt here, or discuss something you'd like to do with me! I'm also still tagging his TDM #1 prompts if something there catches your eye!]

1b

[forethinking]

(Akechi said he'd be at the library, God knows how long ago. Time?

Ren searches - not at the tables, not looking for a book in any of the shelves... But the trail of fluff on the floor catches his attention. Following it, he finds Akechi with his dagger and he instinctively patted himself in his confusion. When...??

That's not the most important thing here. What he sees is Akechi and his innocent victim, to which he gazes, eyebrows almost fusing with each other as he puts the scene together.)

... Seriously?

1c

[gitgudprincess]

"It's no trouble."

[Hornet had been conducting her own investigation of the basement, though her methods are rather less robust than this young man's. Mostly, she's checking that there aren't any monsters waiting to jump any unarmed fools. So far, there haven't been any, but you never know.]

[Standing across the hall, it would be easy to mistake Hornet for an oddly dressed human— if you don't look too closely at the legs. Then again, the blank mask and massive bladed weapon probably count as creepy whether or not the person wearing them is a bug. Regardless, she continues speaking in a polite tone.]

"I had the same thought. I imagine this building must have been repurposed at some point."

2

[mrsinisterphd]

Wily sketched another robot design, a giant frog-like mech with a gun inside its mouth and two exhaust pipes on the back, as well as a cylinder on top containing a humanoid figure. He heard a voice nearby, and turned to see a young man holding the power cord of the jukebox, a frown visible on his face as the jukebox continues to play music. Had this boy also not know how the electricity in this place worked? He didn't want to have more overloaded lightbulbs rain glass upon him, so begrudgingly, he began to speak to the boy. "It is the anger of everyone here that's powering this place. Don't get too angry, or you'll cause another lightbulb to blow," he told the boy, eyes narrowed as he did so. Wily turned away from him and continued to sketch more robots, beginning to draw a robot that resembled a steamroller.

_.

1c

[forwearemany]

(They speak to themselves in Geth-itvtranslates to something that might be understood as an affirmation.

And then, because they are not aware that they are understood, they switch to an organic language to address the stranger before then.)

Apology unnecessary. Your observations are likely correct.

1b

[memorate]

[ Cloud himself enters the (crime) scene a little late, only witnessing the aftermath when Goro is cleaning his deadly murder weapon. While it's not that odd to see some kid with a weapon, especially when they need to protect themselves, he does wonder what the teddy bear did to warrant such a violent response. Should he be worried for others? ]

...Am I interrupting something?

[ SO JUDGING. ]

Izuku Midoriya | My Hero Academia | OTA

[mightdoriya]

A) Think Positive

[At first, it feels like just the presence of people are what power things here, but it becomes obvious to Izuku pretty soon after hanging around any one of the locations here for any amount of time that it's not just the people. It's their behavior, how they're feeling that's getting things running. It's strange and fascinating, if a bit inconvenient...

He's found himself in Heavenly Blanc after making this very revelation, watching the lights flicker overhead when more people come in. It isn't until a brief argument between patrons near the counter causes a few of the lights directly overhead to buzz ominously before it becomes clear to Izuku that this is probably going to be a bit of a double edged sword...

And sure enough, it comes to pass when two of the lightbulbs overhead suddenly explode when the argument becomes too heated for them to handle, and unfortunately Izuku happened to be sitting right there. And so did you! Hope you're good at picking glass out of your hair.]

Ah- a-are you alright?

B) It's in a Book

[Of course Izuku would eventually find and visit the library, though he can safely say he was NOT expecting there to be this many books. It's honestly almost overwhelming, but it's not like he has much else at his disposal right now...so he'll find something to read through after locating a chair that isn't curently occupied by a bear, said thing happening to be the "Regional Pokedex".

Coming across the page with all of the people listed, though...]

How could someone get all of this information?

C) Lucky Buns

[Izuku loves the jellyrabbits. They're much less stressful to be around compared to the Fireys, and they tend to seem pretty docile so long as you're not attempting to grab hold of their more jellyfish-like parts. They seem to be found just about anywhere too, and Izuku has come across a little cluster of them while visiting the non-fire filled dome of the USJ. They don't seem to mind as he stops in his exploration of the familiar (yet non) area to pet them, gently patting the tops of their umbrella bodies between their ears. He's not the only one near them though, whether you just happened by or wanted to come pet one, too.]

They're really cute, aren't they? If a little strange...

C. Sorry for Seto and his attitude in advance!

[blue_eyed_obsession]

If that's your honest opinion, you should get your head examined.

[The brunette scoffed as he came to a halt and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked at the other boy with a look of scrutiny. The stranger didn't look that much younger than himself, but it was difficult to say with certainty. The jelly rabbits would have fit in with some of the creatures present in the duel monsters card game. That's the only thing they had going for them ]

A

[symbolofstrength]

The older gentleman in the labcoat just laughs at Izuku's question, reaching up to casually brush the glass from his grey hair. Notably, he hasn't touched any of the drinks in this place -- he hasn't felt thirsty yet, and he doesn't really trust them anyway.

"I've had much worse than this on almost a daily basis, thanks to my research. I'm fine, my boy, please don't worry." He points out the various pieces of glass on Izuku's person, and will reach out to brush them away if he doesn't do it himself. "And you? Are you alright?"

Nearby there's a small open notebook, filled with sketches and notes about the world they're in. Some of them might be familiar if he's been to the library already -- they're exact copies of some of the sketches in the books there. Or are some of the sketches in the library books exact copies of what's in his little notebook?

A

[zenryokubatankyu]

[There's a lot of people in this one cafe. That's a fact, but it's not, like, weird. It's normal. It's no big deal, right? He's just wondering if that means someone owns this place and if that person, whoever may be, is charging for drinks, because he's broke.

Of course, he's just sitting there when two idiots near the counter get into an argument. He rolls his eyes, letting out a small 'tch' of annoyance as he listens along, humming. And tthata's when he hears 'POP' and something falls into his hair. What the--

And then a green-haired kid, who was sitting nearby, asks if he's alright.]

Uh. I dunno. There was a pop. Something broke, right?

...I'm kinda scared to move.

A. Wily's used to shattered glass.

[mrsinisterphd]

Wily flinched as the bulb shattered. Shards of glass rained everywhere. The bulb must have overloaded. He glared at the two that were arguing. He'd make sure to strike fear into those two in particular when he rebuilds his robot army.

He started removing the glass shards from his hair and brushing them off his head, used to it after 20 destroyed Wily Machines and Wily Capsules. To his side, he heard a voice, asking if he was alright. "I'm fine,", he briefly replied, before turning to the two that shattered the lights with their argument. "You idiots! Stay just angry enough for them to stay lit, NOT ANGRY ENOUGH TO BLOW THEM OUT!" he yelled at them, stopping after another lightbulb began to buzz. He turned back away, trying to control his anger as he thought about how he'd get the materials for his robots.

A

[forethinking]

(Thankfully, the glasses protected Ren's eyes - he had been looking around when the lights flickered. Interesting, he notes. It's not people perse. The moment the thought wrapped up, the lightbulb couldn't take the overcharge and Ren instinctively brings his arm up in guard.

The shattered glass is definitely unwelcomed and everywhere - in Izuku's drink and even hiding between Ren's messy locks of hair.) I'm ok. Are you ok?

(Well, it seemed like that was enough warning for the two to tone their fight down - Ren didn't have to do it. Instead, he already busies himself with picking the pieces to dispose, including Izuki's drink to be replaced with a non-deadly one.)

I'll bring you another.

Nisha (Nisha Labyrinth) | Elsword

[selfreflection]

[A]

[Nisha is currently behind the bar of the library dining area, trying to set up a kettle over a small ball of flame. She's never made tea before, and she's not the best at reading, but the instructions seemed to make sense to her... how hard could it be? Surely she can manage this much on her own.

The tea leaves have given her some pause, though. She brought a few different kinds with her... which would be best to use?]

There's black tea, and green tea, and... grey tea? What do you think, Laby?

[She turns to the teddy bartender (a bear-tender, perhaps) seated next to her, an ornate pink mirror propped up on its lap. The bear doesn't say anything, but she frowns after a moment.]

I don't think there's a pink or a purple tea... oh. [finally, she's notices someone else in the room. She smiles softly.] Do you... know anything about tea?

[B]

[A little bit later, she's set up a small tea party in the library. Four warm cups of tea have been arranged at the table, one for each of the guests. There's one for herself, of course, and one for the mirror awkwardly propped up in the seat next to her, and two more for the teddies that were already seated when she came over (it would be rude to tell them to leave!).

She's in the middle of what appears to be a very engaging conversation with an inanimate teddy bear when someone new comes by their table. Nisha pauses, staring at the newcomer for a moment before smiling apologetically.]

Oh, I'm sorry. All these seats are taken... maybe you could ask if Leo could make room? [Leo is, of course, one of the bears.]

[C]

[The arcade is... noisy. So very noisy. But it was already troublesome getting here, so she decides to take a closer look anyway, just to see what it's all about. The flashing lights give her a bit of a headache, but it does all seem very exciting...

She really has no idea what she's doing, though, even if she's managed to figure out that her power can turn these things on now. She's standing on a DDR machine, nervously avoiding the flashing tiles below her as she tries to make sense of the screen... which is showing some kind of racing game. She's never seen a car before, let alone a video game, so that really isn't helping her at all.]

It says "start"... does it want me to do something?

[Wildcard]

((hit me up at BlueFlewFedUQueen if you have another idea!))

B.

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[Kaiba was carrying a few books with him, not really paying much attention to his surroundings and swiftly losing his patience. All these books were either empty or filled with meaningless drivel. He bumped lightly into one of the chairs she'd arranged before looking towards her ]

I'll pass.

[He had more important matters on her mind than a tea party... ]

Ren Amamiya | Persona 5 Royal | OTA

[forethinking]

1. Work?

(It's a quiet... Whatever time it is? Time is definitely one of the things he cannot comprehend in this place. That aside, there's not a soul in Heavenly Blanc as of now, so Ren takes the opportunity to organize the place for the next customer - if they can still be called that.

This place has quickly became of great importance to Ren, the resemblance of home drawing him to it each and every day. It's a sense of normalcy to pick up the apron from under the counter and help those who are looking for some comfort - be it in company, or in coffee.

He is cleaning the tables when the customer arrives, smiling and offering a gentle nod.)

Welcome!

2. Almost a party

(Ah, a crowd at Heavenly Blanc! This was uncommon and Ren is going hard - putting together coffee orders, as Tifa herself had already said there was no way he'd serve alcohol. Sounded good to him! He does what he can, taking orders and just overall being delighted by the electricity that makes the lights flicker. With the Drinks book open in front of him, Ren attempts each (seemingly) non-alcoholic beverage there is, leaving them lined-up on the counter for the brave ones.)

How is it? (He asks whoever took one for the team.)

3. A Series of Unlucky Events

(When Ren stretched his arms earlier, he definitely should have kept his eyes open. The sting in his arm is still uncomfortable under the blazer he is currently wearing, but he thinks little about it as he moves to explore the new building.

On the way, he had tripped several times, each time more painful and damaging than the other. When he finally stepped into the library - opening the gate with an accidental screeching sound from the wood that was too loud not to turn heads towards the entrance. So much for not calling attention?

Something was very, very wrong, he could tell, but the confirmation came when he tiptoes to reach for a book, when he slips and a mountain of knowledge fall upon him. Buried beneath all the books, he emerges and rubs his head for a second or two, processing the mess around him.

Not his lucky day at all.)

4. Wildcard

(Throw anything at me!!)

C

[zenryokubatankyu]

[ SCREEEEEEEE. That was the first cue someone else had entered, and he winces a bit, hearing the noise. Oof. That was painful. He barely glances up from the questions book, mockingly mumbling to himself one of the questions - 'Road work ahead?']

I suuuuure hope it does.

[He drones to himself, before hearing CRASH. He looks up again, and...that poor kid. He hops up, looking down at him, a small smile on his face.]

Yo, bro...you 'kay?

[He extends a hand -need some help up?]

Frank Castle | Marvel (Netflix) | OTA

[shitmagnet]

LIBRARY
[Frank happened upon the library quite by accident. When he first arrived on one side of the lake, he had walked past the dome without looking inside. He had thought to revisit this after spending his first night near the cafe, but the dome now seems dwarfed by the castle, so that's where he's ended up in first.

The space is quiet, with tall ceilings, and the lonely sound of his boots traversing the old floor echo hauntingly down the shelves. He's not sure what to make of it at first. A children's library with a bar makes for conflicting assumptions.

Soon enough, the titles on the spine take his interest and he's not thinking too hard about the teddy bears or the wine bottles. He reaches out for the Geography book but ends up covering the back of someone else's hand instead, clearly eyeing up the same book or perhaps thinking the same thing he is.

Pulling back quickly, he takes a small step backwards and glances at the person standing next to him before ducking his head.]

Sorry. Go ahead.


HEAVENLY BLANC
[Once Frank finishes up at the library, having traced a map of the world and marked out the landmarks, and scribbled down some ideas to try about drinks without alcohol or electricity, he heads back to the Heavenly Blanc where he had previously found some coffee beans and water.

He's surprised to see a few more people gathering there, but he remains cautious. He's got enough rage simmering inside him, surging just beneath his skin to light up the Eiffel Tower but he seems calm enough right now. Mostly he's just in survival mode and trying to figure out his next move. For better or worse, thoughts of unresolved grief and trauma haven't had a chance to fester yet.]

Hey. [He tips his chin towards the person he's talking to. It's mostly body language with Frank, to compensate for the general ineptitude with social graces. If some people are social butterflies, he's a 6'3" big, unwelcome, ugly brown moth.] When did this place light up?

WILDCARD
(Start your own, I'll roll with anything)

Heavenly Blanc

[mrsinisterphd]

Wily's thoughts on how to rebuild his robot army were interrupted as he heard a voice next to him. He turned around, slightly frustrated. Some of the nearby lights grew a bit brighter. They asked about the lighting in the area. "Anger, disappointment, and frustration are what's powering the lights in here. Someone angry must have arrived in here," Wily replied. He turned away afterwards, starting to jot down fortress plans.

Legion | mass effect (+CRAU)

[forwearemany]

A) (The books are new, as is the library. This is of interest: they will observe and record data.

Upon discovering that the books contain usable data, they are surprised, upon discovering that this data differs between copies of the same book, they are curious, and on discovering a regional pokedex that contains an unusually large amount of data about them, they let out a long stream of startled Geth chatter, speaking of alerts and errors and possibly even voicing bits of debate between their programs.

They take that book, placing it into the backpack that came with them when they were brought here from Enso, and begin to seek similar discrepancies.

It is, perhaps, a little odd to watch them, with the rapidfire way they flip through the pages, absorbing information as fast as they see it. Sometimes they stop and flip back a page to examine something more closely. They're pretty absorbed in their reading, and likely won't notice anyone who doesn't try to get their attention.)

B) (Legion loves videogames.

The discovery of the lighthouse was fascinating when they first saw it, but with the presence of functioning power it is a delight, at least until they attempt to start up a game and find that they cannot.

They sag a bit, chattering to themselves in confusion.)

A

[yinception]

[Welp, that's new.

Books are normal enough, even if the ones Wuxian is used to look a little different. That creature, though? ... Actually, is it even a creature? It's hard to be sure, it looks so unlike anything Wuxian knows.

Now, he could just find somewhere else to be, but he's curious, and running away has never been his style. With a solid grip on his flute, he licks his lips, drawing air as he goes for a full-frontal approach.]

Find anything good to read?

Osomatsu Matsuno | Osomatsu-San | OTA!

[zenryokubatankyu]

[A]
[So this is an interesting arcade, really. It's....crowded? Not in the sense of people, but it's crowded with light. There's loads of machines, and his first thought is neat, maybe there's something to waste time in here at the end of the universe. And then he sees the weird mashup that is that first machine he sets eyes on, and scratches his head.]

...This is a music game, right? Or wait...racing? Racing music?

[...Then he snaps his fingers!]

Oh wait, it's like on NicoNico! How do I play Running In The 90s on this thing...?

[He presses a button on the console tentatively, and jumps back at the sudden burst of noise, which sounds like a cacophony of sounds. He clenches his hands over his ears.]

Owowowowow okay make it stop!!!

[B]

[Libraries are boring. He knows that for sure. But they sure do...well. They exist as knowledge without the internet, and he supposes, alone, it's the best he's gonna get. So he walks in, and immediately, he grabs two books. Questions Vol. 1 and Drinks. He looks at the Questions book first as , and hums. Yeah, he does have a lot of questions. So he cracks open the book, and the first question he sees is 'Sleep?']

...Yeah, buddy, we sure do.

[That's not an answer. Other people have productive answers, and he hums for a moment, before opening the Drinks book. He sees the alcoholic recipes, and finally, his brows arch with interest. Now that's thinking with portals!

And now he's actually studying it. This is important. This is knowledge! Knowledge is power, right, right?]

[WILD CARD]

[Got any other ideas? Hit me up!]

B | pardon my icons my paid ran out 95897 years ago but I couldn't resist

[karappo]

Not reading manga, buraza? I never thought I would see this day.

[That voice...it's familiar. And it's also calling him his "brother", which could only mean one thing...

The library is very suddenly seeing double as someone else comes around the corner after having spent enough time exploring the place and eyeing the very many teddy bears occupying pretty much every crevice everywhere. Karamatsu, having almost given up seeing anyone he knew at this point, slips his shades off his face and tucks them on his head instead, his hand propped up on his hip as he peers over Osomatsu's shoulder at the book he's looking at.

It's the Drinks book...okay, now why he's looking at it makes a lot more sense.]

anakin skywalker | star wars

[facultative]

a. think positive
[Anakin walks into the room and immediately a light bulb blows out. He takes a step back in surprise, but doesn't flinch at the spray of glass.]

Does anything work properly around here?

[There's a discordant twang from the jukebox before it stabilises back to the strange mishmash it was playing earlier and Anakin ducks his head to start to brush bits of glass out of his hair.]

b. not so cuddly
[Anakin's path through the library can be traced by the bears and books unceremoniously strewn throughout the area. If it's not bolted down, it's been moved or upended as he looks for something to explain all of this. After what seemed like the millionth book that again reveals itself to be yet another copy of the limited four he throws it behind him to join the rest of its brethren and instead he eyes the nearest teddy bear as someone enters the room.]

You tried taking any of these toys apart?

c. wildcard
[Want to do something else? Feel free to start something or PM me to figure something out!]

b!

[realway]

[ the exploration of the library was proving fruitless, and ahsoka was ready to turn her attention to finding something else to investigate. however, the books strewn across the ground in an otherwise spotless corridor caught her attention. she followed the scattering like a path and enters the next room with some caution.

the person inside, tossing another book off to the ground, is the last she expects. ]

Anakin? [ her voice catches in her throat, chest tightening. it really is him. ] What are you doing?

[ doing with the toys, with the books, and being here. an all encompassing question as she keeps herself firmly planted in front of the door way. ]

Dr. Wily | Mega Man

[mrsinisterphd]

A

Dr. Wily cursed as the lights flickered once again, only to shortly dim once more. "Focus, you idiots! We need electricity!" he exclaimed to the rest of this crowd. He hoped that soon there would be enough electricity to power robots once he's able to make them again. This much electricity wouldn't be enough to power even Junk Man.

B

Wily flipped through the pages of Geography, going through blank page after blank page. After the final page, he closed the book in frustration. This place was far too empty. He'd have to find somewhere in the endless expanse to build his fortress.

Wildcard

(You have a better idea? Go for it! Feel free to PM me if you want to work something out.)

A

[forwearemany]

(The Heavenly Blanc has become a place they frequent, similar to the Denny of Enso. It is a gathering place, prone to attracting crowds. A source of assistance, safety, and allies.

That it now has power is of interest, though the use appears to be minimal.

They are standing near the jukebox, listening to its strange, disjointed music, when it is interrupted by shouting.

They chatter to themselves-error, interruption-in the distinctly mechanical language of the Geth, and turn to watch the old man. They do not attempt to interact-he is clearly angry-but the sound itself might draw attention. There is, at the very least, one robot that's running just fine.)

tifa lockhart | final fantasy vii remake

[starshower]

★ THINK POSITIVE ★

[When there's a crowd in Heavenly Blanc, Tifa is, of course, behind the bar offering up drinks to anyone who comes up to ask. Besides Ren, there still hasn't been a soul to step up and claim any ownership of the bar-café hybrid, nor has there been anyone else to ask her to leave, so she's taken it upon herself to be a regular sight from the other side of the counter mixing drinks and stirring conversations with the small population of people who have taken up residence in this place.

It was with Ren's help that she became more accustomed to the bar. She still specializes in the alcohol and the business side of things, but she's been learning more about the different types of coffees every day.]

I.
Today seems to have drawn in a much larger crowd than what she's used to into Heavenly Blanc. It's no different from what Seventh Heaven could be at times, but she's never had so many people here all at once. Not overwhelmed in the least, she's a complete natural as she mixes up a new drink for the next customer when there's a whirring that fills the room. The jukebox near the door lights up and immediately begins to play a jumble of tunes, one of them vaguely familiar to her, while the pinball machine against the wall dings and flashes, beckoning for someone to play it.

Tifa, however, is too surprised to do much of anything except set the mixing glass down on the bar and stare in awe before her expression brightens into a smile, relieved, and she rushes out from behind the counter.]

... It's about time! I was wondering when they'd start working again.

II.
[Once things have settled again and the excitement from the working electricity has died down somewhat from its initial rush, Tifa slides up to the counter near someone seated on a stool with a glass in her hands. It's filled with a purpleish looking drink, and she tops it off with a tiny umbrella as she offers it.]

Care to try the new special?

[With the new books available in the library, Tifa's studied the Drinks recipe book from front to back and has made some of her own creations out of it. It's the first one out of what she expects to be many, so although she does have an air of pride about her, she's a little nervous. This one is made with blueberry and lavender tea leaves and a touch of rum – that part will be kept a secret.]

Blue Belle, on the house.

[Not that she's making a profit off of any of this, but it feels more fun this way.]

★ READING RAINBOW ★

[After practically memorizing the Drinks recipe book for new ideas to take back to the bar, she sets off to browse some of the others. Many of them are blank from cover to cover, but she does get lucky sometimes. So far, she's been able to read the one titled Geography, although the many blank pages leave her with more questions than what she started with, and the Questions one does the exact same. None of them have the answers that she's looking for, which is a shame... this is a library, right?

The Regional Pokedex book is the one that she brings back to a chair, curling up next to one of the bears that she sets on the arm so that it can sit comfortably with her. She flips through each page as carefully as she did the others, skimming for pieces of information she might find relevant, when she sees something that looks... familiar? This is a common sensation around these parts.

She isn't sure why that is until she briefly lifts her gaze to look at the rest of the room, lost in thought, and she catches sight of someone else inside the library. One glimpse back to the book and then up again confirms that it's the person who's just walked in. Her lips press into a thin, concerned line and she sits forward in her seat.]

Hey. You're in this book.

[Little does she know, she's in it, too.]

★ WILDCARD ★

[Is there something else you'd like to do not covered in the prompts? Feel free to leave a different starter below, or contact me if you'd like to plot something specific.]

Think Positive - II

[zenryokubatankyu]

[So there was a bit of excitement earlier with the lights, but that seems to have calmed down now. Good. Osomatsu wasn't the biggest fan of any lightbulbs popping on him, but he was, however, a fan of staying in this nice looking bar.

It helps when there's a pretty girl behind the bar, too. That is a distinctly nice touch to the place. He's not paying too much attention to anything particular when the bartender makes her way over, offering him a free drink. Whoa. This is like, one of his dreams. He's tempted to pinch himself, but he really, really doesn't want to be dreaming right now.]

Uh, hell yeah? Thank you!

[His entire face has lit up. He looks down at the drink - purple. Heh. Reminds him of Ichimatsu. Cute little umbrella, too. 'Blue Belle', she calls it. Haven't had this before. Basically, he's resisting the urge to look too overly happy. He takes a swig--oh. Yep! That's good stuff!]

Was wondering why you called it blue when it's purple, but now I can tell there's definitely blueberries in here. That's good stuff. And it has a kick, which is even better...you snuck some kinda alcohol in here. Lemmie guess it, I'm like, an expert.

[Another sip. Alright, Oso, don't screw this up. Get it right, impress the lady with how smart you are.]

It's not sake. It's not gin. It's...it's got a tang to i-- [Pause. Sniff. Sip.] It's rum. It's gotta be. Am I right, or am I right?

leo tsukinaga ♞ ensemble stars

[bachagain]

i. rrrrremix

[ isn't heavenly blanc lively! but isn't that just how leo likes it? the bustle and new things he's seen is enough to drag him into a concentrated trance from his seated position at a table, pen fervently writing onto a notebook he has opened in front of him, a cup of coffee at his side. and that's... probably where he's been for a while, honestly. at least's he's not writing on the table.

ultimately, it's not the hallelujah glimpses of electricity or any conversation starters that draw him out--that's for when the jukebox flickers to life, playing a scattered fragment of a song. he is absolutely not embarrassed to find that he unconsciously sung along to his parts when they came up, practiced as he is. also not embarrassed to find that when he continues to his next part, it never comes, as the mismatched tune cuts off to continue onto something different.

leo only blinks, tilting his head to the side and offering the following: ]

Wow. Wow! That sounds seriously terrible together!

[ but he laughs and hums something new to himself anyway, sounding like a good mix between the two tunes as he writes that down too.

and now finally, finally, he's paying attention to his surroundings. unfortunately, that probably means whoever's nearest is getting a curious glance. ]

Whaddya think? It's a mess... But a fun kind of mess, right? Like the background noise in a busy street or something!

[ it's nice! nevermind the fact that if someone ever actually composed something like this they would get kicked into space, probably, but it's fine, he's having fun. ]

ii. vandalism

[ who would've thought that leo tsukinaga would find himself wishing a book was longer.... but yeah, here he is, casually glancing over a copy of geography and then the pokédex, the latter seeming like a fanbook when he gets to the last few pages. age, weight, height, okay. footprint shape.... that's a new one... hilarious.

anyway, it's good these things have pictures and are Short (even if they are Too Short), because his attention span cannot handle much more than that. he flips through a couple more of the blank pages in geography... before flipping to the filled ones, then back to the blank ones. ]

The Rest of The World! Wonder what else is gonna be in here. We've got the Meat Eiffel Tower... [ which is wow, terrible, ] Maybe the pyramids, but made out of bread? Hey, what do you wanna see? There's hundreds of pages, we gotta fill 'em!

[ he's talking to you.

also, yes, he just wrote BREAD PYRAMIDS inside this library book with marker ohhhhh it's cursed ]

iii. wildcard

[ general catch-all! if you've got any other ideas, hit me up on plurk @ trinities or a pm! i can write a starter if need be c: ]

II

[zenryokubatankyu]

[Osomatsu raises a brow, hearing the guy next to him speak up. Meat Eiffel Tower...gross! Pyramids, but made out of bread...]

Birds are gonna eat those pyramids. There are gonna be some fat birds in Egypt, my man.

[pause]

Or wherever the pyramids are now.

[He hums, though, before thinking aloud]

Niagra Falls. But with beer. Or maybe like--ooh, oh. Better. That palace, over in England? Except the guards are all dogs that might talk. No one knows for sure.

Cole | Dragon Age: Inquisition

[theforgottenboy]

1. Heavenly Blanc

[Cole has maintained a level of calm through his attempts to navigate this place and determine his reason for being here. It's strange and unusual in a sense, yes, but he was sure that he was here for a specific reason. One that was made hard to find by how quiet everything was, but whoever needed his help had to be here somewhere.]

[Except it turns out he wasn't the only one pulled here, and these other people are normal people, confused and lost. And this place shares so many characteristics of the Fade, yet he can't hear any part of it- and that's just it. What if it's not that it's quiet, but that he has lost the ability to hear?]

[He's been through The Heavenly Blanc Bar & Cafe before, occasionally pulled into conversations but mostly keeping to himself, just people watching. Now, he huddles close to the jukebox, back pressed into the corner formed by where it's pushed up against the wall, as if trying to make make himself invisible. But everyone can see him now. They can see him, but he can't tell what they're thinking, what they're feeling. They look at him and he doesn't understand. He doesn't know how to help any of them. His mind is so silent, dull and dormant.]

[Is this the Fade? Has he somehow slipped back without even realizing it? Is this all some illusion, keeping him bound and powerless? Or-]

No, no, that can't be, I can't be, I c-can't be like this-

[He mutters in quiet distress, shoulders hunching and hands gripping tightly at his sleeves. The jukebox beside him flickers to life, abruptly playing some jumbled tune that may resemble some song you know but there's another sound beneath it, indescribable and ethereal. And just like that, he begins to relax, breathing out a half-relieved sigh.]

Oh...

2. The Library

[Books hold little interest for Cole. Still, it's a place that wasn't here before, so he should at least look through it in case there are any more answers to be found. Though he's hoping to find a person who has says answers, or something to that effect. He doesn't touch a single book as he wanders the various if unvaried rooms. The endless repetition of one room, repeated again and again as if the world doesn't understand enough shapes to make them different, once again reminds him of what he recalls of the Fade. But if this is like the Fade, then whose will is affecting this place, making it change?]

[He doesn't go very far into the basement. The windowless, dirty stone walls and doors that lock only from the outside are nostalgic and discomfiting, and not in equal measure. He doesn't want to look down here.]

[He goes back up and heads into the tavern-like space, and whether it was like that to start or some other visitor left it behind, a copy of Drinks lies open on one of the wooden tables. He happens to glance down as he passes by, and he pauses, looking over a few lines.]

[No, not just looking. Reading. Understanding.]

...Oh. I didn't know I could do that.

3. Wildcard

[Follow your heart!!]

1

[yinception]

[Few things count as odd behavior in a place designated for drinking, but that doesn't mean Wuxian can't be a little concerned about the young man curling up on himself in a corner. Even as there's sudden music and the guy seems to relax again, Wuxian can't bring himself to just ignore the matter altogether.]

Hey, youngster, are you alright?

King Bowser Koopa | Super Mario | OTA

[koopacrusher]

A: What the Hell is a Pokédex?
Bowser had never particularly enjoyed reading. However, a library appeared from nowhere, and Bowser'd been told knowledge is power. And since Bowser loves power, he had to investigate. Expecially since knowledge, at the moment, had been in short supply. Bowser's one theory, that the world was a decaying remnant of a destroyed world, was debunked by the existence of new things. So Bowser, with his trusty pipe weapon, ventured into the castle.

Bowser read, and by doing so he learned new information. Knowledge about the locations, the names of the creatures he'd encountered, and that of the Eiffel Tower. The books were mostly empty, make little sense, and mostly told him what he already knew. This only mildly annoyed Bowser. Then, however, he looked in the questions book, and saw quotes from himself, in verbatim, sometimes with his name cited. The lights around him intesified as he read, until he threw a book onto the ground in anger.

"STOP BEING WEIRD NOT-REAL BOOKS"

B: Bowser Seizes Knowledge which is Power

Later, Bowser began attempting to steal the library books. Not that he thought anyone owned them. Eventually he realised there were only five books in the library, with many copies, but the Pokédexes contained some useful variations, so he began tearing out entries labelled "People" or something else the other books didn't have, and stuffing them in his shell. Though not stealthy, and pretty sure there were no laws of any kind where he was, he tried to ensure he wasn't seen taking pages or books. Eventually, however, he was caught. And so he said, to whoever happened to see him, "You saw nothing. Capiche?"

C: The Bar and Café

Bowser had made never claimed to own the Heavenly Blanc. However, he had grown to appreciate a particular booth. Still, he had been exploring what parts of the world currently existed, and could not guard his spot. So while he was away, he had used a piece of paper from a book somewhere and ground-up coffee beans to write "This spot belongs to BOWSER: Evil King of the Koopas. Don't sit here."

Most people, it seemed, did not seem to care about his claim to ownership over the table. Some threw it away, making it so others wouldn't even see it. It didn't matter aggressively or amiably he wrote it, often he would return find others at his booth. Bowser, being the friendly and forgiving man that he was, would simply brandish his pipe, hitting his palm with it, covered in scratches from a fight with a Ghowl, and glare, saying, "You're in my spot, pal."

Wild Card

B

[mrsinisterphd]

Wily looked through a copy of Questions Vol.1, trying to find if there was any useful information in it. He flipped past questions such as "What is this place?", "Home?", and "Are these the only books here?" Wily found some of his own questions within the book, such as "Is there anything useful in here?" and "Where will I build my fortress?" Finding a question of, "How will we get machines working?", Wily looked towards some of the handwritten theories on the page.

Hearing the sound of ripping paper, Wily shouted, "Quiet down!" Looking up from his book, he saw a large, bipedal, turtle-like creature tearing pages from one of the books. The creature turned towards Wily, telling him to keep quiet about what he saw. Wily's face sported a large grin. Perhaps he could use this to obtain more information.

"Hmph. Tell me everything you learned from these books, and I won't tell anyone that you've been tearing apart the books," Wily told the creature.

Pitch Black | RotG | ota

[boogerman]

Heavenly Blanc

[A tall thin black shadow of a man hunches over one of the arcade machines, intent on figuring out what on earth the appeal of these things might be. They're working now with a bit of feeling put into them. A first for him, arcade games! He's never had the time or inclination to mess around in an arcade before, of course. The lights from the screens would normally be too bright to stare directly at, the unbelieving people would walk through him in that horrible painful way... not worth it for a few minutes of entertainment.

But neither of those things are a problem for him at the moment, and it feels as if he's been here for quite some time. It's getting dull. A Boogeyman trapped in a dreamspace full of fearless people, who are probably figments of his imagination, has to entertain himself somehow. Try as he might, he can't sense the slightest whisper of fear in anyone... it makes all the others seem like empty shells, missing that vital spark everyone has inside them, spirit and mortal alike. Much more plausible (comforting?) to keep on behaving as if the people around him aren't real.

Unfortunately, he can't win the game. Terrible luck he's having, the power keeps running--not to mention the game itself makes no sense. The screen goes dark once more, prompting him to smack the side of the machine irritably. Come on, come on, let him play longer for ten minutes already, he's bored.]

You useless, miserable thing! [It flickers back on with that quick burst of anger and he eyeballs it warily...]

Library

[Some indeterminate amount of time later, he's found the new building and is wandering through it aimlessly. The books are obviously as fake as the people. It's getting so old. What did the Nightmares do to him? Is this ever going to end? It would be a nightmare, an eternity of this, but it's subtler than the ones they'd trapped him in earlier.]

I wonder what's happened to me. Catatonia? Coma?

[This he says casually to no one in particular, with the air of someone very very used to holding conversations with himself... while stuffing yet another poor suffering teddy bear into one of the cages and closing the door. Haha.]

Wildcard

[Hit me up, I'll make it work!]

library.........

[sandwhips]

[ except then he opens a new door, and finds a familiar little golden figure curled atop a pile he's made of the teddy bears in the center of the table. ... asleep. listen, sandy catches his forty winks when he can, he doesn't really get to take time off like north and bunny and even toothiana.

still, the sound of the door's enough to make him crack an eye open, and he frowns sleepily when he sees who it is, pushing himself upright in the squishy pile. .. pitch, here? well, it's not as much of a shock as it could be, really. the two of them are the oldest, after all, and they're tied together in some ways.

he huff silently, arching gold brows and then spreading his hands, head tilting questioningly. well? it clearly says without his usual symbols appearing. what now? ]

Eleytheria | Original | OTA

[winds_voice]

[Though Eley was a Spirit by nature, and therefore technically formless, he most often showed himself to others in the form of a white and gold serpentine dragon when wishing to interact, taking to the air with the aid of four feathered wings. His size was usually large enough that he should be able to carry multiple people should he so choose...

...however, it seems that since his arrival, Eley has found himself shrunk down so he is just small enough to fit inside the various new buildings. Not only that but there is no wind to carry him, no wind for him to direct or play with as were his usual powers. This world was too still and lifeless for him, and it made him anxious.

Scenario A - Arcade

[What else do you need to increase your anxiety? To find yourself stepping into a room full of machines that at first had seemed silent... dead... completely non-threatening... and to find that the more people filtered in, the more they seemed to spring to life with colours and sounds until Eley's ears were ringing from the cacophony!

The dragon backs up against a wall, standing right beside an arcade cabinet with two plastic guns embedded in it. He stares at it, eyes wide.]

Just what are these machines? Are they... weapons? Are humans using them to fight one another?

Scenario B - Library

[Being a creature of the air, Eleytheria rarely entered enclosed spaces as it made him feel restricted, uncomfortable. Yet, given that the outside in this world also unnerved him with its general blank-ness and its seemingly nonsensical constructions, he thought he may as well search for a place of solace amongst the mayhem.

Upon poking his head into the library, the dragon surveys the many, many shelves of books and recalls the Royal Library that resides in the Agkelon Palace, the place he now thought of as 'home'. It was a quiet place where academics pored over tomes to learn the many wonders of the world. Perhaps he too could find some peace within the pages.

Eley approaches the nearest shelf, running a claw over the spines that lined the shelves... before realising that they all appear to be the same few books. Really? Even this place was devoid of detail? Oh well, he'll try to remove one of the books labelled Questions Vol. 1 and while he has no trouble with that, he fails to take note of where his tail is going as he turns around to find a place to read it.

...he may have just sent several books flying off the shelf with that tail swipe, oops.]

Wild Card
(Make up your own scenario or hit me up at @anuran!)

A

[theforgottenboy]

[Cole hasn't spent as much time in the lighthouse, as before the more recent changes it didn't seem to attract many people, and the metal and glass boxes didn't mean anything to him. But now that he has some (very basic) understanding of electricity and the (apparently unusual) way it works here, he recalls how many of those things were in the lighthouse and decides to go take another look.]

[Cole has never met a dragon that wasn't aggressive, or at least defensive of its territory. Though this creature doesn't look like any dragons he's familiar with. It's more like a big fuzzy snake. And it talks like a person. Maybe it's something else entirely.]

[Most importantly, it seems distressed.]

[The amount of lights and noise are unusual for him too, but he focuses on the creature, approaching without getting too close.]

I don't think so. They make a lot of noise and lights, but they're supposed to make people happy, I think. They're not dangerous.

[Though he's only seen the ones in the bar/cafe in action before now. And he has no idea what a gun even is.]