Test Drive: May

[empevents]

— TEST DRIVE: MAY —

Welcome to empatheias' test drive meme. This test drive is to help interested players test their characters in the game's environment. We've included a few prompts that incorporate specific elements of the game, though you'll find all of them have a lot of leeway for players to get as creative as necessary. Before diving in, here are a few things we'd like to remind everyone about the game in general:

• Date reminders. Reserves open 24th of April and Applications (Canon | OC) open a week later on May 1st. Apps will only be open for four days!
  
  
• OC Reminder! Just a quick reminder that original characters are allowed. Those interested can also use the test drive. OCs do not need to be reserved.
  
  
• Emotions are key! Empatheias' premise focuses on how anyone's emotions can affect their environment, be it big or small. While not every emotion will cause a reaction, significant ones definitely will. How much effect a character will have will ultimately be up to you, the player. Also, while we're giving a lot of leeway for the test drive, keep in mind that there will be some limits in the actual game.
  
  
• Everyone has an amulet. All characters have a unique amulet that is specialized for them. It will contain all of their emotion drops and it serves as the network device. Remember, communication is telepathic. Otherwise, it works basically the same.
  
  
• Assume the character is already in the game. Because "OMG WHERE AM I IS THIS REAL LIFE" threads aren't going to be very helpful in this test drive! Plus, those are going to happen in-game, anyway. So to make things easier, just assume that they've been around at least a week or so. Still learning the ropes, but not a complete "first day" experience.
  
  
• First or third person allowed. Your threads can be in either first or third, but we'd advise being flexible about it. Remember, these threads can also be used in your application for samples! Reminder: We only require one sample and it can be done in either format. We have also made a change to our sample requirements, so look over the Applications page!
  
  
• Transfer to in-game. If accepted, you can assume threads made on the Test Drive happen in-game if the scenario can reasonably fit. For new characters, these threads do not count for activity check. However, these can be supplementary threads for players already in-game.
  
  
• For your threads, put the Character Name and the Canon in the subject line to help readily identify them. You're also welcome to use more than one prompt for respondents to choose from. If you have any questions or want to brush up on the game information, refer to the Game Information entry. Otherwise, tag around and have fun!
  
  
• For any concerns or questions, head over to this top level.
  
  
  Now with that out of the way, here are some prompts you guys can work from!

PROMPTS

• PROMPT A: How about giving the emotions a try?

• PROMPT B: Refer to the Task Board and choose a task your character may be interested in taking up. For this prompt, you could have your character ask for help, already be in the middle of the job, or react to it in some way. Perhaps they were an unfortunate victim or want to create a job countering an existing one. You could even have a prompt making a job request. Creating jobs for the purpose of the test drive is absolutely doable.

• PROMPT C: How about giving the amulets a go? Start a telepathic conversation and see how it works. Remember, the amulets are sending out the owner's thoughts so might want to be careful about how the stream of consciousness goes...

• PROMPT D: Perhaps one may have heard that Verens used to be a floating island, and it was! When the island then ended up on the surface, creatures which explorers have called "Dinosaurs" (quotation marks included) were discovered inhabiting the plains and the mountains in a far off area. It's time to go back to the jurassic world for a very important mission: gather as many Amaranthus Rubus, red pearl-shaped fruits that heal any and all wounds on one's skin. The hospital needs it! As such, one needs to prepare.

Explorers do not wish to harm the "Dinosaurs", as they are afraid the "Dinosaurs" would go extinct should any danger be placed unto them. This means that one's option when encountering volatile and aggressive "Dinosaurs" is to run away. A fun run is now being held in Verens a few days prior to the trip to the "Dinosaur" plains, where 50 sylvs and a t-shirt that says "I successfully ran away from a 'Dinosaur'!". The colour of the shirt is random, though, but there are as many as the colours of the rainbow. Maybe trade with somebody else who's finished the run if you don't like yellow so much.


• PROMPT E: Once the preparations have been made, it's time to set forth into the land of the “Dinosaurs”. As you enter their domain, it may be difficult to resist the temptation to interact with these rare and unusual creatures, and some of the “dinosaurs” are indeed tranquil and herbivorous. Go ahead and feed the long-necks leafy branches and if you're feeling daring, climb up on their backs for a ride! However, many of the “dinosaurs” are quite a bit more dangerous, and they are very territorial. If you cross paths with the a pack of raptors, prepare to run, fight, or distract. All explorers have been supplied with strips of alluring jerky to placate the beasts. Who knows, you might even make a friend! Be careful not to lose and hand, though.

The Amaranthus Rubus is thickest near the home of the most terrifying “dinosaur” of all, the "Tyrannosaur", and if you are daring enough to approach the lair of this creature to reap the fruits, you may not even have the chance to run away before the creature corners you, roars, and...wiggles his sad, little arms. It seems poor old "Tyrannosaur" just wants some kind of tool to extend his reach! Help him out and he will let you go. Or refuse, and he'll eat you. Sounds reasonable, right?


• PROMPT F: It seems like the land of the "Dinosaurs" isn't so bad after all! Perhaps "Dinosaurs" and man can co-exist, but for that to happen, much research will have to be made regarding a "Dinosaur"'s way of life. Now aboard the ship to head back to the city, researchers are talking about another excursion in the future that's solely for researching on "Dinosaurs" - various species, what they eat, their excrement, and the like.

The trip back to Verens is a little long. Perhaps you're just resting in one of the rooms when there's an explosive sound that can be heard. Oh no! It looks like the engine's running out of steam! Luckily, there's a steam generator in the ship, but steam can only be made through cooperation, anger, and sadness. The entire ship needs your help to get back to the city safely, and if you have to hold someone's hand, slap them, and yell at them to get them to manifest their emotions tangibly, then do so!


• Prompt G: Make your own! It could include swords and/or stones.

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QUESTIONS

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Ask any questions about the prompts here! For game-related questions, please head over to this post.

Vera Misham | Ace Attorney | OTA

[veracus]

A - Emotions

[Vera has had plenty of practice with the emotions, which is to say that, even a week later, she's scared to death. She's been largely cooped up in her home, trying to stay calm, but she's made the daring move to try going outside for a change. She needs to, after all, if she wants to get food and supplies.

The problem is... it's a little too much for her to handle. She made it a little ways out the door, but now she's lost, and she doesn't know how to get home, and there are people everywhere around her, and she's panicking...

As her fear grows, wind starts whipping around her blue hair, and then spreads outward from her body... people back away from her in fear as clouds start swirling above her head. Someone needs to help her, and fast.]

C - Amulets

[After a week of trying to survive in this strange place, she's desperate. She's starving, she's tired, she's scared, and she has nothing to offer anyone. So she turns to the amulets, trying to keep her thoughts focused as she says:]

...My name is Vera.
Could someone help me...?
I am... hungry...

Prompt E - Jurassic Art

[Vera heard about the dinosaurs and immediately, without question, knew she had to see them. She braved travelling on the ship, even though it made her frightened and seasick, just to see them.

When she arrives, she doesn't make any attempt to do anything dangerous. Instead, she sketches various dinosaurs in her sketchbook, keeping a far distance from them.

She seems almost peaceful and happy, and her happiness flows out of her and makes flowers sprout in the grass around her.]

Prompt G - Stones

[Vera is keeping a fair distance away from everyone, keeping entirely to herself. Right now, she's taking her sketchbook and drawing little rocks and pebbles she finds laying around. If one looks at her sketchbook, they may find the backgrounds - and the stones - almost supernaturally lifelike.]

A

[shroudedinsecrecy]

[Iris had experienced plenty of impossible things in her life. Particularly as of late. So when she noticed the young woman panicked and the subsequent effects it was beginning to have...]

[Thought frightened herself, she steeled her nerves and took a step forward.]

Excuse me? [Even then, her voice was soft. Almost demure. Shoulders slumped downward in a humility reflected by her attire.] Miss? Are you...alright?

Sun Wukong | RWBY

[viasun]

🙊 d is for does this shirt make my abs look big

[Sun doesn't so mind so much the colour of the shirt he receives (a bright pink, it's fine) as much as he does the make of it, and it's immediately after slipping it on that it becomes clear to him that this was a bad idea. The shirt is a couple sizes too small with it barely covering his stomach and don't even get him started on the neck! His teeth grit and he adjusts the collar of the t-shirt, stretching it to its limit only to have it bounce back into place and the bottom hem does the same.]

Ugh! Stupid shirts...

[He then tries to pull it off his head but when he's met with resistance, he stops. He doesn't want to get more tangled up in this mess??? Sun calls out to the nearest person, hands on his hips like everything is cool.]

Hey. [Yeah, you!] You wouldn't happen to have any scissors lyin' around?

🙉 e is for every monkey for himself?

[Sun can be a team player when he wants to be, but he's also become more distracted the further into the domain he goes. He's just as invested in scoping out the area as he is collecting the fruits they came here for, so he's had a tendency to wander off on his own far too often, much to the chagrin of those leading this expedition.

In hindsight, he probably should have listened to their advice to not stray too far from the group because as he's about to climb a tree near the long-necks to get a closer look, something spooks them, and they trample around like elephants. Sun knows it wasn't him. He's been quiet as a mouse so what the heck!? Well, he won't have to wait long for an answer because the rumbling that quickly grows louder will provide that for him.

A pack of hungry raptors emerges from the trees, their high screeches ringing through the sky... and they're headed right for him!]

Crap.

[He has no choice but to turn tail and run as fast as he can in the other direction, and it just so happens that it's YOUR direction.]

rrrrrrruuuuUUUUNNNNNN!!!

[And he's not stopping.]

🙈 f is for friends who do stuff together

[Well, that sure was an adventure and a half. The journey back home is one he'd been looking forward to ever since he was pretty much chased out of the forest by that pack of raptors, but he can't rest yet! He tries to offer help where he can, and he goes around flashing his Junior Detectives badge at anyone who will so much as look at it.

So when he hears the explosion of the engine, he rushes in to save (or potentially ruin) the day. He finds himself standing on the outside of the people gathered around the steam generator, but that won't stop him from investigating the cause... even after they've already been told what it is. Shhh, let him have this!]

'Scuse me.

[WHIPS OUT BADGE.

His voice is firm as he addresses whoever will listen. Sorry if that's you.]

Junior Detective here. What seems to be the problem?

🐵 wildcard

[You know the drill.]

d.

[mountaindaughter]

[Aloy just...stares. You look ridiculous. It's not the midriff, that's pretty normal for some people she knows, but the eye-blinding color is a bit much.]

...I have a knife?

[It's much more useful than scissors. Most of the time.]

Yagami Hikari ☼ Digimon Adventure Tri

[intothelens]

PROMPT A

[The 14-year-old quietly walked along the city streets, hands behind her back and eyes scanning the various shops she passed by. Much of the handcrafted work drew her attention best, but it wasn't until she came across a boutique of oil paintings that she gave pause.]

[For one, the quality was such that the painting looked more like a photograph; instinctively, her hand reached for the spot where her camera once hang. Missing her longtime hobby. Cameras were not so readily available in this world, or so she had thus far come to learn. But it wasn't just the photorealism that had drawn her interest. It was the subjects. A boy and a girl. Young, the girl slightly younger, happily playing in a field with a small group of puppies. One of them sitting on the boy's head as he looked up in badly feigned annoyance.]

[Hikari's expression notably softened at the sight, feeling a pang in her heart.]

[One which soon began to manifest...for once, not affecting the world around her, but triggering her latent power within. Leaving the young teen glowing a soft white light as she continued to stare at the painting with a nostalgic expression on her face.]

PROMPT B - ( GT0102 )

[Riding a horse was a lot like riding a digimon, she quickly learned. Really, the only differences besides an alternate means of communication needed, was that she was closer to the ground.]

[Which mean the only obstacle left in her mission that day--a dozen letters in all contained within the satchel she wore cross-body--was to figure each address to the locations indicated on the map of the city.]

Let's see... [This would be so much easier with Koushiro-san's GPS] ...I should turn right here...no, wait, it's the next street...

[For half a second, she very nearly considered asking the horse directions. Because at that point, why not?]

PROMPT C

Holding the amulet tightly in her hands, she closed her eyes and pushed back any potentially intrusive thoughts in favor of a clear and focused voice echoing out.]

Oniichan...Tailmon...Takeru-kun...anyone...

Can you hear me?

[Not so frightened as the last time she called for her brother and best friends, respectively, but...there was a hint of desperation behind her hopeful tone.]

PROMPT E

...oh, you poor thing...

[The area she found herself in was quiet. Seemingly isolated, especially from the more carnivorous group. Which was perhaps why the young Dracorex seemed to be alone. Neither foe nor friend in sight as it hobbled along, favoring its left leg considerably.]

[As Hikari slowly approached, making certain to remain in the herbivore's line of vision so as not to startle or frighten, she saw it finally collapse to the ground. A low cry of pain emitted from its beak. Energy drained to the point where, when Hikari reached it and tentatively placed a hand on its side, the creature could do little more than give a half roar, half squeak in acknowledgment. Allowing the gentle contact.]

You're hurt. We need to find you someone who can help.

E

[hamnation]

[Gundam Tanaka had wandered off to do his own exploration of the area, in search of beasts to possibly befriend. The edgily-dressed young man soon came to a stop as he came across a girl looking after a dinosaur... one that seemed to be wounded.]

...What has transpired? [He glances about as he speaks, to make ensure that there has been no wrongdoing.]

Stitch (Experiment 626) | Lilo & Stitch

[evilkoala]

A.

[There was a strange sight in one of the parks at Verens. A little blue koala? Dog-thing? Was carrying a piece of colorful cloth towards two trees facing each other. It was a bit bigger than he was but he managed to unfurl it before tying the ends of the cloth to each end of the trees in order to make himself a comfy looking hammock. The creature then climbed the side of one of the trees before gently plopping him down on the hammock, turning to lie on his back to look at the sky.

Anyone passing his way would notice the breeze blowing through them was similar to the breezes one can feel when you are near the ocean. Heck, you can even smell a little bit of the sand and the sea if you decided to investigate. Stitch then smiles and sighs, closing his eyes in bliss.

It started to feel like home.]

B. GT0105

[Stitch was starting to get tired of bailing out Mr. Don Curlio's bumbling son out of trouble. He had never met anyone so incompetent in his entire life! But he had to admit, it was fun throwing rocks or appearing to be menacing at anyone who tried to bully the son. And that he gets to exercise his shooting skill whenever they started to train! So here's Stitch, hiding in the bushes cackling while hitting every target with ease with just slingshot.]

F.

[Sorry whoever happened to be stuck with Stitch in the trip back to Verens. The alien figured the fastest way to get someone angry in order to power the steam generator was to do this:



Enjoy alien dog slobber on your cheek!]

Wildcard
((Don't like any of the other prompts? Choose your own adventure~))

A

[deathboss]

[He's seen a lot of people and creatures during his stay here.

This is...certainly a thing. It looks like a dog that somehow got mutated. Still, Eikichi's a big fan of blue and he assumes this is not a native so at the smell of the ocean he walks over.]

Uhhh, d'you have a place to stay or have you been living with a swing between trees?

Shadowhunter | FFXIV

[wolfsilhouette]

B - ST0103 (There be Pirates)

[Guarding some shipments from pirates seem like a straight forward task and something within the Shadowhunter's skills to handle easily should trouble arise. It was also a good opportunity to learn about these intriguing airships. What exactly powered them and how does one go about procuring one for personal use? The latter he couldn't really get an answer out of the captain, but he suppose if he can't purchase his own, he could always build one in the future.

It was smooth sailing for the most part at least, until the last bit of daylight disappears beyond the horizon. It's then that the Shadowhunter felt something wasn't quite right. He's become practiced at learning how to read the stars and landmarks to have a better sense of direction should he find himself without a map in this world. He wouldn't say he's a complete expert at it just yet, but from a glance at the skies above, the stars did not seem to be in the right place if they were heading towards Verens.]

Something's amiss. [He quietly speaks up to whomever is beside him on the deck. Another poor sap who signed up for this task.]

D - Run...?

[The very idea of only having the option to run from some wild beasts is pitiably embarrassing enough, the course to prepare them is even...sadder. At least make the props rather convincing to run from. One could easily just walk away from them at the slow pace they're moving.]

You may have this. [Somewhere among his complaining and his examination of the course, someone thought he was actually doing the course and gave him a pink shirt once he reached the end. So congrats, you won a free shirt whomever you are and one disgruntle mercenary. Wonder if he could take one of those "dinosaurs" and tinker them a little...]

Wildcard
(Feel free to make up your own prompt with him. I'll roll with anything, even if he disproves of it)

[lightningbolt]

[Raiden is slinking along down the street, wearing his heavy leather duster to hide his desolate, mechanical body from civilian eyes.

He thinks he's doing a good job being stealthy when a strange man suddenly approaches him and hands him a pink shirt.]

Thanks....

[He holds the garment in the tips of his claws. Even if he were still human he doubts the shirt would fit him.]

It'll make a great dish rag.

Mamoru Chiba | Sailor Moon

[mamorus]

GT0102

[ Coming from Tokyo, Mamoru isn't really accustomed to the idea of carrier pidgeons, but it's no good if they're not working. Mail is very important, after all. Without it, there's another barrier to communication, and he hates the idea of families failing to deliver their stories to one another because of this hiccup. That's why he volunteers his time.

Now, he waits for his partner. He's a bit overdressed for someone his age, but not so much so that it would stand out. He's come earlier and sits near their agreed upon location, a book in his hand. It's been interesting to learn about the literature in this new world. ]

Around town

What is this?

[ As Mamoru moves throughout the town, he sees something fall from the person walking in front of him. Retrieving the item, he examines it for a moment before realizing it's origins. Immediately, he increases his speed.]

I think you've dropped something.

[ When he finally catches up, he offers it out with a warm smile. ]

Things can get easily lost when there are so many people around.

Scouting mission

[ Hm. He's taken a tour, but now, it's time to walk through town with a more critical eye. Mamoru has more or less memorized the important locations, but life isn't all about knowledge. Where are the bookstores? Are there arcades? Usagi would be disappointed if there aren't any. Ah, speaking of Usagi, maybe he should keep his eye out for cute restaurants. She enjoys those kinds of dates.

Just when he thinks he's explored town, he realizes how much more he has to find.

Failure. He hasn't been able to find an arcade. Is he overlooking them? Are they too far into the future? It's true that they're less technologically advanced, but this world is also fantastical. ]

Excuse me?

[ What better way to find out than to ask? ]

Do you know if there are any arcades in this city?

Wildcard

[ Want to meet him anywhere else? Please feel free. I can be reached for plotting via PMs or at wrinklesintimes ]

GT0102

[lightthedarkness]

[There's a very good reason Usagi didn't take up being a postal worker, she's perpetually late. Now is no different. But! She has a good reason! She used the disguise pen to transform into a delivery girl. She was running up to Mamoru, waving her hand.]

MAMO-CHAAAAAAN!

Aloy | Horizon Zero Dawn

[mountaindaughter]

[prompt a]

[Alright, there were a lot of people here. Too many people. She'd been shocked and awed by the size of Meridian, but Verens was so much more.

Overwhelmingly so.

All she wanted was to slip into the forest she'd been raised in, felt most comfortable in, where the only sounds were those of singing insects and the wind through the grass.

She barely noticed her immediate surroundings responding to that wish, long red-tufted grass growing up through the cobblestones around her.]

[prompt b - gt0102]

[After getting (mostly) over her shock at being around so many people, Aloy had determined that she needed a different type of currency to trade here. Her heavy pouch of metal shards had earned her nothing but a raised eyebrow when she'd tried to trade with a street vendor, and they'd been equally unimpressed with the watcher heart she'd dragged out of her satchel. Luckily, the vendor had pointed her towards something she could do--once she'd realized she could just as easily familiarize herself with this new settlement, she'd agreed.

So, she'd gotten a package and a map pressed into her hands and advised to hurry it up already.

That was thirty minutes ago. She hadn't really wanted to admit it, but she was lost. (And getting really tired of the people staring at her, though at least they weren't calling her a savage.)

She moves out of the way, fingers moving up to tap her Focus and scan the map again--maybe if she just...

...someone help her before she gets halfway to Sharnaath.]

[prompt e]

[Okay, so package delivering hadn't gone too well. (She'd gotten there eventually, hadn't she?) But hunting down things in the wilderness...now that was her area of expertise.

She hadn't expected the dinosaurs to look so familiar though. The creatures they were calling long-necks looked so much like a Tallneck that she felt...nostalgic looking at it, little bursts of light and dust twining around her from the emotion. She was even more cheerful when one of the great beasts ate off the branch she held up to it, a wide happy grin on her face.

It's letting her pet it, this is fantastic. Laughing:]

Hey, stop, I have more! You don't have to push!

E

[wolfsilhouette]

[But what is a hunter to do when you can't exactly hunt these large beast?] Best be careful it doesn't think your arm is part of the branch.

[The Shadowhunter was leaned up against a tree nearby with his arms crossed, speaking up with idle amusement and being the unintentional joy killer. Nice to see not everything is a threat around here, but...it's rather anticlimactic.]

Iris (Hawthorne/Fey) ❀ Ace Attorney

[shroudedinsecrecy]

PROMPT A

[Even during the rare times she left Eagle Mountain--be it for shopping in the local village or...other reasons--Iris had never encountered such a crowd as she did in the city markets.]

[It was almost overwhelming at times. The sheer density of the local population, combined with the thickness of the crowds as she walked by...the young nun held her shopping basket close to her. Pausing only to glimpse at the fresh fruits on a nearby stand, gently bartering with the seller for a slightly more reasonable price.]

[In between, she thought of Home. A home that would have already been lost to her for the next several years, but...still the only home she had ever known. The crisp, bone-chilling air. The crunch of snow beneath her feet. The smell of curry wafting through the main halls, mingling with incense and the slightest hint of Sister Bikini's bath soaps.]

[...in fact, it was almost as if she could feel those things right now. A sudden drop in temperature. Snoe appearing beneath her feet. Curry and lavender and other herbs overtaking the sweet smell of citrus....]

PROMPT C

[The coincidence in namesakes of her iris quartz pendant was not lost to the young woman. She stood in front of the mirror for a long time, staring at the simple chain that hung around her neck. Watching how the light seemed to change as it reflected off the raw gem's surface with the slightest tilt of her head.]

[Eventually, she closed her eyes and tried to speak with her mind only. Voice tentative. Uncertain she was doing it right.]

H-hello? Please forgive me, but I...wish to better understand how these new abilities work.

Am I...could I contact spirits through it?

[An ability inherited by the blood of her family, yet lost to her and her twin sister. Little wonder it would be the first thought that came to mind when learning of such potential power.]

PROMPT F

[She had always been a light sleeper, so when the explosion echoed across the ship, Iris was on her feet in an instant. It was a short distance to the top deck, and when she realized the boat was slowing, her eyes widened.]

What happened?!

A

[ryuwrighthistory]

[The first thing that'll catch Naruhodou's attention is the scent of delicious curry in the air. He's knew these markets well, but he doesn't recall any stalls selling something so fragrant. His thought is to go and sample whatever is creating this delicious smell only to find...a young woman, surrounded by snow? It's gotten too warm to be snowing now.

And that smell was coming from her, but she doesn't seem to be carrying any sort of cooked meal on her.] Excuse me. Did you happen to eat somewhere amazing recently?

Tenya Iida | My Hero Academia

[brains_beef_and_brows]

Prompt A.- Emotions

[Littering- Only villains of the most fiendish sort would take joy in desecrating such beautiful and rather exotic lands! Or perhaps a small child, but leave it to Tenya Iida to nip a potential villainous habit from forming.

Unfortunately for the child, he was on the receiving end of a full-blown Tenya Iida rant, complete with wide sweeping hand gestures and being quite literally boxed in by an invisible square .

Would someone please come to save the poor kid before one poorly aimed swipe cause some serious damage?]

Prompt B. - Task Board.

[When someone usually sets out to mail out a letter, there is often a certain thought that is echoed in both the mailer and the mailer's mind: 'How long will it be?' Luckily for those that live in Verens- One of their newest citizens just so happen to excel with Speed .

Tenya Iida- The Next Turbo Hero Ingenium, and those pipes in his calves? They are not just for show.

Please do not be afraid to ask the guy to help deliver your next package, please rest assured- your next delivery would reach their intended destination with the utmost care and short delivery time.]

Prompt C. - Telepathic Conversation

[Be Loud. Be Concise. Gather Attention. State your Purpose. Those are all important factors for delivering a message- especially when it is through unusual methods, and while holding tightly to his amulet Tenya hoped to project his introduction rather well.]

GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS! MY NAME IS TENYA IIDA AND I AM A STUDENT CURRENTLY ATTENDING U.A.! I AM WORKING TOWARDS BEING A PRO-HERO AND AS SUCH I HOPE TO CONTINUE MY EDUCATION AND STRIVE TOWARDS MY GOAL DURING MY STAY HERE! I LOOK FORWARD TO TALKING TO EACH AND EVERYONE HERE AND PROMOTE A POSITIVE SOCIETY! THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME AND PATIENCE!

[Yes! That is a perfectly clear and well-worded message, and hopefully, one that was not too verbose. He does have a habit of talking just a tad bit too much...]


Prompt Wildcard: [Hit me with something of your own design~!]

C

[zerograv]

[Oh... my god Iida, really?]

IIDA!! Is that really you? Hey!!!!! [her response is cheerful, punchy, and filters through the crystal akin to sunshine.]

Where are you?! If you're nearby maybe I can meet up with you and show you around or something?? There's a few of us here too, so we're not alone either!

markus | detroit: become human

[saviorexe]

D; DINO FUN RUN

[It isn’t his standard fare of clothing.

The design itself is nice, he’ll give it that. Bold with eye-catching typography, the triumphant declaration of I successfully ran away from a 'Dinosaur’! printed across the chest in blocky letters. The color, however, is an eye-searingly bright yellow-green — he's fairly certain that he’ll be seen from at least a mile away in this thing — and compared to his usual fare of earthen colors and dark hues, Markus cuts quite a noticeable figure.

But embarrassment is ever a far away thing for this particular android. Garnered attention is not something to shy away from; especially when a completed run is to each their own personal victory, all in good humor, acting as a preamble for an even more admirable cause in the coming days. So when someone passes by as Markus is smoothing down the front of his new tee, mismatched eyes lift up and he asks in a faintly joking tone—]

Ironic, right? You won’t be losing any kind of dinosaur’s attention in this color, much less outrun one.

E-1; TEAMWORK

[He’s ditched the highlighter-green shirt for something a little more practical, a little more in line with Markus’ own tastes, when the day comes to start actually collecting the fruit required for the return journey. The choice of semi-athetetic clothing is made for comfort and movability, and Markus will be needing the latter aplenty if he’s to fill a facsimile of a cloth duffel bag (slung over a shoulder, he adjusts it in a loose grip) with Amaranthus Rubus.

Standing beneath tall, shaking branches mottled with hanging fruit, he’s already run at least five different precursory scans. They plot out troublesome routes that won’t go as smoothly as he’d like — a branch unable to sustain his body weight, a leap a little too far, a grab that would be just a few inches too short and at the wrong angle, et cetera. He could do it, of course, if he really exerted the effort, but there are minute chances for a fall and a tumble that he’d rather circumvent altogether.

Which means recruiting a bit of help. There’s no hesitation, then, in utilizing the amulet.]

Could use a boost from anyone who happens to be nearby. I’d owe you one.

E-2; DINO NOT-SO-FUN RUN

[Well, friend, they’ve made it up the tree. Perched up a decent height from the ground below, plucked smooth pearl-like fruit from their stems, have turned this excursion into something of a success; they won’t be going back empty-handed.

If they can manage to go back at all.

Because there’s a reason Markus and his helpful companion haven’t yet climbed back down. There’s a reason why he balances just-so, keeping the soles of his shoes planted firmly against an even stretch of the large branch he now calls his home, why fingers press hard onto the tree’s trunk, steadying his frame as he looks at what awaits them below.

A pack of raptors, overly eager, looking back up at them with occasionally snapping maws. Teeth sharp, tails lashing, hind legs impatiently kicking up dirt from the ground. They’re hungry, aggressive, and eying their too-high targets, ready to intercept them the moment they come down.

Markus frowns, pushing down any amount of reasonable anxiety that buoys up just looking down at the predators below. The leaves surrounding them shudder and shake, a few curl slightly with drying edges, but these small changes are paid little attention to — instead, the android casts an askance look at his companion, brow knit tight.]

How fast can you run if I provide a distraction?

[HOPEFULLY IT'S REALLY FAST]

WILDCARD;

[Or hit me with something else!]

E-1

[mountaindaughter]

[Aloy glances up from where she's stuffing fruit in her bag at the voice.]

Can you signal where you are?

[She swings down from the tree easily, hefting her bag over her shoulder.]

Raiden ⚔ Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots

[lightningbolt]

((As a warning, this character is basically a bundle of trauma, nerves and impulsive violence. Just in case you'd rather not deal with that.))

A

[Raiden has never been fond of crowds. They're, big noisy things full of people who exist in a separate world from his own.

So he's learned to avoid them, even in a city the size of Verens.

He leaps from rooftop to rooftop with nimble ease despite the weight he feels in his heart. Not his crowds, not his people...

Verens is not a battleground, he thinks, and he has no purpose here.

The constant gloomy emotion around him causes cloud formations to appear over every rooftop and alley he bounds across that crackle with thunder and rain down on the people below.]

E

[Raiden is keeping to himself again, walking through the underbrush and gently trying to pick the pearl-like fruit with the tips of his claws.

Normally, other travelers might not notice him. It is, after all, hard to see a ninja that does not wish to be seen. Unfortunately his movements do not go unnoticed by a territorial pack of raptors that suddenly races across the grass to surround him. Those charging raptors are likely visible to anyone.

Finally, Raiden thinks to himself and he abruptly wheels on the creatures, combat lenses folding over his eyes and his chassis pressurizing for battle.]

WILDCARD

[In the evenings Raiden is sometimes lurking by the edge of the lake, practicing his sword strikes by moonlight. People out at night may see him or hear him humming to himself. The music he is humming might even be familiar to some.]

WILDCARD

[deathboss]

[Now that's about the last song he'd ever hear out coming out of anyone's mouth and a nearby teenager looks pretty happy at the impromptu Godzilla theme song.]

Bro, that's a classic!

[Unfortunately, he does ruin the whole looking cool by doing strikes by moonlight. Briefly, he adjusts the guitar case behind him and sits nearby.]

Doing some sword practise or is this your way of relaxin?

Connie Maheshwaran | Steven Universe | OTA

[jammin_sword]

A - Emotions

[Connie is eager to practice the emotions, and she knows the best way how - meditation. So she sits cross-legged on a raised hill in a field of grass just outside of town, focuses her breathing, and concentrates, singing quietly under her breath.]

Take a moment to think of just... flexibility, love, and trust...

[And, sure enough, little white images resembling butterflies begin to form around her and take flight. They dance around her, some of them landing on her head, or shoulders. She doesn't even seem to notice them.]

D - Jurassic Park

[Connie is more than ready to, well, get ready. Dinosaurs! Well, quote unquote "Dinosaurs", but close enough! She's so excited about it she could burst.

So she participates in the fun run, and gets for her efforts a shirt, in black. Black... is a kind of dull color. She'd much prefer dark blue, or light pink, or even a neutral white... any color but black. So she goes around to people who've also received shirts.]

Hello! I hope this isn't a weird question, but do you, um, want to trade? I don't really like my color.

E - Life Finds A Way

[Of course, Connie is way into this little dinosaur adventure. She's been collecting magic fruits left and right, deftly avoiding getting eaten alive by raptors or crushed by brontosauruses. The scientist in her is immensely thrilled - she never thought she'd get a chance to find real, live dinosaurs!

Eventually, she finds a large amount of Amaranthus Rubus near the nest of... a Tyrannosaur. She's trying to decide whether or not she should approach when the Tyrannosaur makes the decision for her and comes stomping her direction.

Immediately, she raises both hands, waving her arms in what she hopes is a soothing motion.]

I don't want to hurt you, so... let's just be friends, alright?

F - Clever Girl

[Connie doesn't panic when the ship starts running out of juice. She heads right for the steam generator, seeing people gathering around it, talking amongst themselves, grumbling without solving the problem. She realizes immediately that they're going to have to use their emotions if they're going to save the ship.]

Everyone! We can get the ship moving again, but we need to work together! Let's figure out the right dunamis and get the ship moving again!

E

[golisolation]

[It's not usual for Guzma to really care to take part in these sorts of tasks, and that still remains true. Sure, the hospital needs these fruits, but you know what's a better use for them? Healing his Pokèmon. There's no centers, and so he's had to find alternative ways to bring his team back up from battling. Of course he could listen to the others and not battle so foolishly, but this is Guzma! He doesn't always listen to common sense.

The stomping is the first thing he hears, but soon after he hears a girl. With a quick glance in the direction of the ruckus, he sees the Tyrannosaur heading her way. Without letting too much time pass to think, he acts. Before the Tyrannosaur can finish closing the distance, suddenly a giant white bug-looking monster slams into its side, water being used to propel itself forward.

The force seems enough to knock the Tyrannosaur over, despite the size of the thing. Golisopod stands before the creature and Connie both, his long blade-like claws extended and ready to strike should the creature get up, or try.]

Yo kid, you stupid or somethin'?

[Guzma calls out to her as he walks over, half slouched as he does so, his expression more amused than annoyed. Clearly he's not worried about making friends with this dinosaur, but he's not particularly worried about being its enemy either.]

Red | Pokémon (HGSS) | OTA

[notash]

Prompt A

[Red is back, and there may be some that remember him, but he certainly isn't the same bright-eyed eleven-year-old he'd been during his last stay here. He's older now, though not as old as his expression might suggest. It's the same as it always has been - flat - but there's something a bit somber about it now.

[It seems to Red that it rains an awful lot around here. Really, there's just a little rain cloud following him around, keeping everything cold, damp. He can be seen wandering around with an umbrella overhead, and a little gray cloud right above that, pouring down rain over him. It's a gloomy look overall, though he doesn't really notice - someone else just might, though. Who is this kid and...is he okay?]

Prompt C - Voice

[Telepathy has always been an...interesting concept to Red. The ability to communicate without actually having to speak? Sign him up. Now that he actually has the chance to use it, though, he finds himself just as tongue-tied. It takes a long time for him to even get a couple of words out, and once he does, he doesn't even realize that what he's thinking is actually being broadcast - because, well...]

This can't really work...right?

Prompt D

[Red did, in fact, successfully run away from a "Dinosaur", but it was only due to the fact that he had first pissed off the dinosaur by throwing a Pokéball at it. Still, he gets a t-shirt.

[But, say...is that a red one you have? Red's is blue, which isn't really his thing, so he decides to approach you with a sturdy point in your shirt's direction. He holds up his own, an offering. Wanna trade?]

gimme the D

[blueser]

[Why he decided to try his luck asking Blue? Well, probably because he's just as eager to get rid of the shirt in his hands, clenched angrily in the fabric. Is that fabric... smoking a little? He might be setting it on fire with his touch, oops.]

[Since Red showed up, it's been constant and bitter avoidance with Blue, rather than the aggressive bullying of years past. Even so, whenever they're forced into close-quarters the jibes resurface, as aloof as ever, hardened by the years of lost contact and festering resentment- even if what lies beneath them has changed, considerably, to something far less hateful.]

[But he doesn't seem to be willing to show that any time soon.]

Tch, what makes you think I'm gonna do any favors for you, loser? [Blue mocks, a cruel smirk curving the corner of his mouth. If Red's mood was a constant raincloud, it was Blue that added the thunder, the air rumbling over them. He levels a look at the shirt in Red's hands, before turning his nose up, adding in disgust]

It's not even green!

Mairon (Sauron) | The Silmarillion

[treachereye]

A: Emotional Output
[He finds a relatively isolated area in which to start training. It's a first try. A first conscious try, as some emotional effects resulting from his initial arrival. If emotions are power here, then it behooves him to learn to use them. Obtaining power is one of the surest ways to bring a plan to fruition.

It's just that, when he unleashes his emotions, what happens is perhaps a little more exaggerated than what he was intending. The ground surrounding him darkens, the grass within a radius of several feet withering and dying.]

Ah—

[Oh. No. He can't have that. The effect doesn't exactly convey the reassuring air he'd like to put forth. He needs to do something about this.]

Such a shame.

C: Amulet Engagement
[Although he is curious about the workings of the amulets, Mairon listens more than he speaks, learning what he can about the people of this world. However, when he has a practical reason to make contact, he sees no reason not to. His mental voice is pleasant and easy. He is controlling his emotions, so no hint of negativity seeps through.]

I'm considering an expedition to the mountains in the north. Who among you has experience with that land?

F: Engine Failures
[Was Mairon help in dealing with the "Dinosaurs"? Of course! He is eminently helpful. That's his job. He competently obtained so many fruits and suffered no injuries whatsoever. Perhaps he helped you.

When the explosion sounds, honestly, Mairon isn't worried about the destruction of the ship or any injuries or deaths that may result from it. However, he is mildly interested in the operation of the engine (a strange technology), so he takes it upon himself to investigate, moving quickly (and competently) toward where the operators and others have gathered.]

What seems to be the matter?

G: Swords (Possible Stones)
[Mairon has already made a point of associating with the craftspeople who have set up shop near the Merchant's Square. There's every reason to make a name and reputation for himself, and his skill at the forge has already won him some local admirers. His abilities are altered here, but they have not disappeared.

Which is why he's in the Smiths' District, with a (sheathed) sword in his hand and a question on his lips, along with a smile:]

I wonder, would you be able to assist me with an experiment I've been working on?

G!

[lightofchaldea]

Ritsuka doesn't really have any business in this particular corner of the square, but it just so happens that cutting through it was the shortest way to get from where she'd just been to where she was going. Which is why she's a little surprised to be stopped and asked for her help like this.

"Maybe? What kind of experiment?"

She's not at all sure it's something she can help with, swords, and especially their making, isn't really an area of her expertise at all, but... Well, if there's something she can do to help someone else out, then why not?

Viridi | Kid Icarus: Uprising

[thenatureofthings]

D. To be young again

[Viridi despises humans and everything they represent. But when they offer her to go on an expedition to a primordial forest reminiscent of ages gone by, how could she refuse?

Ah, 80 million years ago. Back when she didn't need to worry about humans and their petty wars and deforestation and all she had to deal with was demons.

She stops to breath in the air, when a pack of raptors emerges surrounding her. Curiously enough they don't attack as she calmly scratches one of them underneath it's muzzle.


Awwww, who's a good Dromaeosaurus Albertensis? You are. Yes you are.

F. Back to horrible, horrible civilization

[Ugh. Back on one these disgusting human built ships. How many trees died to make this horrid thing? How many habitats were ruthlessly destroyed? She'd destroy herself if she was at her full strength, but this world seemed it fitting to "cap" her. What a disgrace for a goddess like herself.

And the make matters worse she hears the engine go out, and now they're dragging her to come fix it?! WHY!? If she had it her way the whole thing would be up in smoke]

Ugh. Can't you stupid mortal monkeys do anything right!?

D

[hamnation]

[There's one young man lurking nearby who's dressed like he's trying too hard to be edgy. He's also wearing a long purple scarf, and there's hints of several small creatures (specifically hamsters) moving around in his scarf and clothes.

He is stunned at the sight of Viridi communing with the velociraptors, producing several stray sparkles in the air.]

Ih... incredible!

Nadeshiko Kagamihara | Yuru Camp

[noodlesandsleepingbags]

A

[New worlds? New strange people with magic powers? To say she was emotional when she first arrived would be an understatement. How was anyone going to believe her when she got back home?...How is she going to convince everyone all the yummy food she ate was real? How I ask you how!?

...Speaking of which Nadeshiko is in the middle of a pancake breakfast, which causes her cheeks to light up as she squeals in bliss, she doesn't even notice her amulet reacting

She notices whoever she was sitting next to, and cuts off a piece with her fork and offers it to them, not noticing her mouth was already full

WAHWNT SUM?

C.

Nade's not the...brightest bulb around. So naturally she tends to forget the telepathy feature of this new world, and unknowingly broadcasts a made up song that she thought she was singing to herself ]

Bananas go great on bread, doggies are so cute, I wonder what Rin-chan is doing now? I hope there's no school here because I forgot the study when I left~

F.

[Whoa, real life dinosaurs. Who knew some of them were so cute? Especially those long neck ones. And the best part is absolutely nothing went wrong. She had such a fun day, it tired her out, so she decided to take a little nap on the way back.

Being the heavy sleeper than she is, she doesn't even notice the engine going out...frankly its to imagine anyone noticing over the sound of her snoring.
Waking her is your choice, but that's just so rude.]

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Sun | Pokemon Special Sun and Moon

[hundredmillyen]

B.

[Verens is in need of a mail courier? Lucky for them Sun the courier arrived when he did! Besides being more than a little confused when he first showed up, the boy was quick to get his bearings and more importantly get a job. He had a lot of saving up to do after all.

Deliveries would go a lot faster if his ride pager worked here, but alas. He could hoof it on foot. It would help him learn the layout of the town faster and he still promised speedy deliveries! He had his team to help him out if he needed after all. Feel free to catch him running through town! Or maybe you're the recipient of one of those love letters he's been delivering everywhere.]

E.

[Marking something as an important mission also meant it was going to be valuable work. Nothing sounded more profitable than collecting healing fruit for a hospital. Just imagining how much he could potentially charge per fruit was enough to send Sun to this so called 'dinosaur land'. He of course still hasn't figured out how the currency here would convert, but that was a problem for another day.

Luck had been on his side while he was exploring. Nothing had so far stopped or bothered him as he really searched for the best spot to pick fruit. Nothing lasts forever though and just as he found the prime spot for fruit something happened to find him as well. A very mean looking creature, vaguely familiar of something he had once seen as a fossil back on Cinnabar really. None of that mattered now though as this Tyrannosaur stomped closer to Sun, roaring as Sun carefully stepped back from where the fruit was growing.]

Woah woah, you uh, you hungry?

[He didn't want to upset this creature further by letting out one of his team, but it was on his mind. First however they had provided him with a bunch of jerky for just such occasion. At least he hoped so as he pulled a handful of jerky out of his pocket and held it up above his head for the dinosaur to partake.

It wasn't the wrong move to make per se, but the dinosaur wasn't going to be able to simply take the jerky from Sun with his little tiny arms. It did however lean it's strong teeth down closer. It's hot breath sniffing closely as Sun stayed as still as possible. It didn't go for the jerky in his hands though, oh no he had far more packed in his backpack that smelled much more strongly. It was nothing for the creature to chomp onto that and even less for him to pull the young boy up with it.

Perhaps you are here for the fruit too? It's quite the sight to behold, an 11 year old squirming and dangling from a backpack clamped in a Tyrannosaur's mouth that is currently shaking it's head trying to tear it open (more than it already had in one bite). At least Sun is able to free himself as he gets flung into the air by the creatures thrashing!]

E for eeeyyyyy

[golisolation]

[Sun is certainly fortunate that Guzma had an almost similar thought in regards to the fruit. Less so about money, but definitely about not turning them over to the hospital. Those fruits are valuable as a substitute for the lack of Pokèmon center, so he was planning to take as many as he could. Again, Sun and him have the fortune of coming across this bountiful patch, but Sun pulls the guardian's attention.

At first, he considers ignoring the commotion, not enough that he'd get sneaked upon, of course. But once he hears a voice, his curiosity is piqued. Stuffing the fruits in his immediate vicinity into the bag he's brought, he makes his way over to the boy being accosted by the Tyrannosaur—pulling out Golisopod just in time for the large bug to catch Sun as he flings like a rag doll.

It's not the most comfortable catch, but it's better than hitting the hard ground. Golisopod being rather pleased with his Sweet Save, looks to Sun with what one might call a smile. Frightening, perhaps, to those who don't know the bug, but seeing as Golisopod takes only a moment to recognize Sun, the affection in the expression intensifies! His little arms petting at him in excitement... as he ignores the T-rex currently trashing that bag around in an attempt to get the jerky.]

Yo, if you can't take on a beast like that, maybe you oughta head back to town. This ain't a place for kids.

[Guzma calls out, not getting a good view of the kid, seeing as he was in motion and now his fat bug is blocking him.]

Waver Velvet | Fate/ZERO | OTA

[pathofloyalty]

side a - emotions

[Really and honestly, his life had been going chaotically fine since the end of the Grail War. He had no intentions of returning to the Clocktower right away, and the little Canadian family he'd managed to worm himself into were fine with him staying longer than his 'expected', as well.

He'd had a few job interviews, and while the soreness of watching his Servant be killed still lingered--he was starting to learn how to live for himself. His heart was stronger, his will was steelier--and maybe he still wasn't the smartest or bravest man ever, but damn it if he wasn't resilient!

At least, that's what he wanted to convince himself as he finds himself in the middle of a busy street that ... looked as if it could be part of his home in England, but everything was...

Just.
So old fashioned. The outfits everyone was wearing were so....?

Oh, what's going on, what the hell is going on?? The sudden feeling of fear and uncertainty is overwhelming for the tiny magus, and it's... just going to cause vines and plants to start bursting forward from the ground, under his feet. Crawling up his legs and blooming flowers around his ankles.]

Oh, this is not normal! [He damn near shrieks, trying to free himself. Help.]

side b - amulets

Hello?

Hello, can anyone hear me?

[He's been TOLD about the Amulets, but honestly, he's still pretty skeptical. Being able to send messages over crystals wasn't terribly out there in terms of magic, but it wasn't something that could be easily done. And just by anyone! He's pretty accepting of this 'emotion magic' stuff, but... come on, it couldn't just be as easy as THINKING about it, right?]

If this is just some sort of joke that's being played on me...

....Well, I guess I've done stupider things than to talk to myself...

side c - dinosaur

[That isn't a small, green-clad meteor streaking towards you. Promise. No, it's just a rather tiny-looking teen, wearing clothes that are not suited to running around like an idiot.

And oh, he was running around like an idiot. In one arm he has what looks like a basket that is plucked and ... somewhat full of those certain little red fruits. But in the other is what looks like a handful of dried meat strips.

The green, shrieking meteor doesn't seem to be alone, though. If you're more the type to watch instead of jumping in to help, you'll notice he's being chased. A raptor that is at least a foot over the tiny magus, it seems to want more from him than just the meat, as it keeps nipping at the poor man's rear as he runs.

Dark, tearful eyes lock with yours and the face he makes is only describable as pissed.]

D, don't just stand there and watch! You idiot! HELP ME! Before I get eaten alive!!!!

wildcard

[Hit me with whatever you got.]

B and also HELLO FELLOW MASTER SHE SORT OF KNOWS

[lightofchaldea]

I can hear you!

The response is cheerful and friendly. The sort of person who's probably responded to such messages a dozen times before yet never quite gets tired of it.

You must be new to using the amulets, huh?

(Though, come to think of it, his voice is pretty familiar...)

Nero | Devil May Cry

[heyweight]

Prompt E

[Nero didn’t have to be asked twice to travel inland. Sure, searching for some fruit isn’t exactly his cup of tea, but dangerous situations certainly are. Plus, how could he possibly pass up an opportunity to see dinosaurs in the flesh? Demons are cool, but dinosaurs? That’s rad. They’re something straight out of history—something he never bothered to learn about. Whatever though, practical experience beats out visiting a museum any day.

And of course he made a beeline straight for the Tyrannosaur, not so much because of their mission, but because…c’mon, it’s a Tyrannosaur. He even let it corner him on purpose for a closer look, leaning in with an inquisitive hand under his chin; head titled and smiling far too giddily like one might do when approached by a kitten.

It roars, and Nero hoots and claps like nothing’s wrong here. He’s staring into a mouth full of jagged teeth like it’s just another Tuesday—same old, no biggie. He does wave a hand over his nose though, pinching it a moment later in disgust.]

Buddy, that’s cool and all but damn a little mint wouldn’t kill you.

[And in response the Tyrannosaur begins to back off, flailing its tiny little arms in distress. Nero quirks a brow, arms folded in confusion as the creature continues to gesture wildly to its arms with its arms, stubby and oh so threatening. It pulls a laugh out him, loud and sharp as he realizes the problem. Nero can relate, and with a quick, contemplative look at his now human arm, he reaches blindly toward his belt for one of his last remaining Devil Breakers. With Punchline now in hand, he gives it a fond once over and then holds it out.]

Need a hand? Looks like you might need this more than I do.

[Is giving a Tyrannosaur a weaponized grappling hook the smartest thing he’s ever done? Who knows—it might be? It’s oddly enough not the stupidest.]

Prompt F

[What’s that? The sound of a failing engine? It’s interesting enough to pull Nero out of his room and place him right in front of the sputtering machine and the crowd forming around it. He isn’t panicking like someone should be when faced with the possibility of a crash landing. He blows out a small whistle as he observes the chaos, arms folded casually against his chest. He hears a woman shouting about “emotions” and “steam generator” but that’s through one ear and out the other.]

Where’s Nico when you actually need her?

[Because honestly, he can’t fix this like she can. Annoying but gifted, that’s for damn sure.

So what’s his solution when machines stop working? Well, violence mainly. He pulls out Blue Rose, flicks the cylinder open to smirk at the ammunition, then aims it straight at the engine.]

Guess this’ll do.

[He’s carefully lining up a shot… someone should probably stop him.]

dmc5 spoilers mentioned just in case also f

[spardablood]

[ Evidently, it would seem he does and who better to spark some form of emotion from the boy than his old man as some idiot brother takes delight in referring to him as? Ah yes, even this world has an odd sense of humor for the sons (and grandson) of Sparda. ]

If you're looking to make the situation worse, it will.

[ His tone is cool and calm much as his presence radiates as he more or less glides his way over to the boy, a look of fleeting disapproval given to the weapon which he so readily aims at the engine. Guns... honestly. A hand remains at his hip, gently touching the top of Yamato as always, taking a moment to inspect what all the fuss is about. ]

Not everything can be so easily resolved with a bullet, Nero.

[ Don't pay any mind to what Dante might have you think with his own pair he carries despite the fact that they go so well together; loud and obnoxious a good amount of time. At least there's Red Queen and so he'll give his son that. But as it would appear, it doesn't seem that either the dear Queen or even Yamato will be any of use for this and no, don't look to Vergil for manually repairing this thing. Slaughtering demons he'll do without a second thought. Fixing up an engine that's just gone kaputz? Not so much. ]

Leonardo Bistario Harwey | Fate/ Series

[xaleunlimited]

D - Is for "Dinosaurs"

Somehow or another, likely due to his own zeal to experience things that he was previously not permitted to do, Leo, the rightful heir to the Western European Financial Group, the Harwey Foundation, was going to go on an adventure among gigantic creatures the likes of which predated written history.

Leo found himself suitably filled with childish wonder at the prospect, and, although the mission was important, he was strongly tempted to go and get as close as he could to the ancient behemoths. His success at the mission was already a given after all, it would take more than a few primitive beasts to impede the boy who would be king of humanity when he had resolved to stabilize those in need of help and Leo was rightfully confident in his abilities.

Hopefully those accompanying the young wizard can encourage the keeping of antics to a minimum...

Leooooooo :D

[galatining]

His first Master being in this world has filled Gawain with a joy that is indescribable. Even though now serves Ritsuka, he sees no reason he cannot still watch over Leo, much as he had in the Moon Cell. And right now he can see Leo's curiosity, something very normal and boyish for the child who would indeed grow to be a King. Or should have.

"Leo, would you like to get a little closer?" He can surely manage that much, safely .

Kyoka Jiro | My Hero Academia

[earrdrums]

[A]

[Jiro is a cool, calm individual. A truly rockin' girl that lives to the beat of her own drum, unphased by any curveballs life could throw at her.
Even now, despite getting stuck in this strange place for a little while, nothing's shaken her at all!

... At least, on the surface.

Despite the altogether bored and flat look on her face as she walks down a city sidewalk, striding casually with her hands buried in the pockets of her punk rock, leather-and-studs Hero outfit... the air almost seems to hum and crackle unsettlingly around her, like some sort of tension is building behind that hard to parse expression of hers.
And any poor, unfortunate soul walking by might be hit by a bit of it -

In the form of a good-sized, static-like zap should they walk a little too close, of course.]

[C]

[Telepathy, huh? She's already been here a while, but she hasn't actually thought to try it out. The whole idea felt weird and invasive, putting the inside of her own head out there where anyone can listen in.
(Perhaps a little ironic, considering who she is.)

But at the same time, this whole situation has been winding her up like a rubber band - she's got to get some sort of relief from this stress, with how important emotions seem to be around here.
No need to go around causing damage because this anxiousness has her more wired than a power plant.

So she does her best to calm herself down, thinking about how exactly to go about this...
And she doesn't realize at all that thanks to focusing hard on how to do this in the first place, her crystal maaay have started picking things up a step or two too early.]

Alright... don't get stage fright. Talking to literally everyone at once isn't that big of a deal.
It's basically just yelling at a crowd, right?
Right.
Okay.

Hey. [Clearly, this is where she meant to start.]
Mic check - is this thing working?
Can you guys hear me?

[D]

[This might be a little unexpected, but despite her usually curmudgeonly exterior, Jiro's not one to turn down an event. Especially one that actually sounds like it might be neat, even with the suspicious quotation marks around the word "dinosaur".
And especially one that has a free t-shirt at the end. Call her a sucker for free shit if you want, but super weird graphic tees are the bread and butter of any good punk rocker's fashion sense.

Of course, there's the problem that they didn't get to pick which they wanted... which is why she'll be wandering up to anyone who gained a red or black shirt out of the whole shebang, tapping them on the shoulder or an arm before holding out her own tee in a washed-out blue.]

Hey. Wanna trade?
I'm not too big on blue.

[Obviously. Considering all she wore to the fun run is black and red.]

[F]

[Anger, huh? Irritation is a form of anger. Right? Usually, anyway.
And surprisingly enough, despite being easy to irritate herself, Jiro's pretty skilled at pissing people off.
Mostly because she's got a quick and easy way to do it.

More specifically... if she manages to catch someone not helping out with getting the generator going?
They're getting one of her "jacks" - that is, her prehensile, extendable earlobes tipped off with a blunted metal point - jammed into their ear.
Complete with a nice, strong "buzz" of soundwaves pulsed out that metal tip just to really try and piss off her target.

Definitely not hard enough to hurt, causing damage ain't the goal, here! But, uh. It's also certainly not comfortable in the slightest.
Then again, discomfort is totally the point.

Whoops.]

[ooc: Just a small note, but I struggle with dyslexia that makes prose difficult for me to read (it's why I kinda format things oddly as well) so I'd prefer to stick to brackets if at all possible.]

c.

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Aizawa was about to say something but it seems Jiro's mind was still occupied. So he waited, unintentionally listening to her thoughts. When Jiro seemed like her thoughts were in order and finally announced herself, suppose it was time to step in.]

Loud and clear.

[Loud no, but definitely clear. Don't mind him if he sounds tiredly.]

Tidus | Final Fantasy X

[zanarkandian]

B. (Task ST0104) That's right, always crying...

[ The blond is generally a helpful sort of fellow. They need water turned into wine through the expression of emotion? Sure, why not?

...except he doesn't know the first thing about his new abilities, and he's just kind of squinting at the water, lifting the bottle to examine it from all angles. ]

What am I supposed to do with this?

[ It starts to bubble with his frustration, but he's not trying to make seltzer water here. ]

E. Ride ze dino?

[ Whoa, these things are even bigger than shoopufs! Tidus has already fed some of the smaller ones, marveling at how much they eat. He's just reached up to pet the creature's neck when he hears an ominous footstep. The poor dinosaur he's trying to pet immediately stiffens and flees. ]

...That's not good.

F. Cheer!

[ He's relieved to be headed back after that dinosaur disaster, but the relief doesn't last long. They're stalling! Uh oh. He exhales as they wait for instructions, nodding along as they're given. Cooperation? Sure, he can do that.

He'll flash a smile at the next person over. ]

Hey. This isn't so bad. At least we're safe in here, right?

B

[wolfsilhouette]

[In the most deadpan voice.] Turn it into wine.

[Thank you for the obvious. The older man crosses his arms, eyeing the bubbling water.] I don't think you've chosen the right emotion to do so.

Caster (Cú Chulainn) | Fate/Grand Order | OTA

[wickerman]

[ A. Swing a Little More ]

[ Though he may be calmer than when he's summoned as a Lancer, it's only slightly. He still wears his emotions on his sleeve, especially when he gets excited. In this case, the thought of a fight has him quite happy. The grass beneath his feet grows, something he only barely notices. There's no connection made in his mind just yet.]

Hey, come on, you up for a fight? I won't go easy on you.

[ B. Has the Shepherd Led His Lambs Astray? ]

[ It's your friendly neighborhood courier, Caster! Delivery work is easy enough and he's decent enough to drive a carriage, too. Perks of being a versatile Heroic Spirit, really. He looks to his partner with an outstretched hand. ]

We're almost here, gimme the next letter. You think you can handle the horses while I drop this off?

[ Not that he didn't trust the other person, more that he's never sure of who can do what anymore. ]

[ D. Lord, I Don't Drive Slow ]

[ Shit, shit, shit! Caster, pockets and hands full of fruit, has several irate dinosaurs on his heels. He was not annoying them with rune magic, not at all!! Never mind the cause of all this, his only objective is to run from them. There's a decent sized gap between him and the creatures, a relief.

Well, right up until he slams into someone. Maybe he wasn't looking where he was going, maybe he was more concerned with being eaten. Now the only concern is that his chest hurts and there's someone else tangled up in this mess. Caster scrambles to his feet, reaching out for the poor soul he just mowed down. ]

Get up and let's get the fuck out of here! Now!

[ G. He Had Seen All To Be Seen ]

[ Got an idea? PM me or hit me up on discord at glitzkrieg#0673! ]

B

[lightofchaldea]

"I think so..."

Ritsuka's not terribly used to dealing with horses, herself, but she can probably manage. So long as nothing spooks them or anything. She'll try her best, in any case!

Nemuri Kayama / Midnight | My Hero Academia

[r_ratedcostume]

A

[Anyone within earshot of Midnight will hear a frustrated sound and then a bit of swearing. Anyone within sight of Midnight will see that she froze some of the flowers around her due to being angry with her situation (even if she's been here a few days), and is now staring at them, willing them to thaw back out.]

Ok, I'm angry, but I didn't mean to do that!

C

[Midnight is not known for being subtle, ever.]

Hey, anyone out there want to help a pretty lady out? I'm kinda lost.

E

[Anyone who decided to go out on an exploration into the land of the 'dinosaurs' may run into Midnight feeding one of the smaller herbivorous creatures. Apparently, she made a small friend while out fruit hunting.]

Now who's a good little dino, hmm~

Hey, explorer there, mind handing me some more branches?

Wildcard

[Taggers choice~]

A

[dnaofahalfa]

Yeah, that sort of thing has a tendency to happen.

[She heard a lot of yelling so came to investigate.]

You okay, miss?