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Test Drive Meme #1 (cw vehicular crash, moderate injury)
Test Drive Meme #1
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
You don't need an invite to test
but please remember we're currently invite-only
but please remember we're currently invite-only
CRASH LANDING
Exit one dimension, enter the next. It was chaos: pressure against your ears, light bending in an impossible, unimaginable way. The very molecules of your body vibrating against one another. If you have windows, the view outside makes no sense. Even if not, your hands, your face, your feet seem like an uncertain thing. It's the feel of reality itself tearing apart, reshaping, reconnecting, thread by thread.
And suddenly, there's a beach— or ocean, whichever you land in. Smoke. Fire. Salt water churning up, fizzing around.
Maybe you crash, in a ship wrecking into sand. Maybe you merely stumble out of a portal, a ragged wormhole in space. Or maybe you fall off the back of an incredible steed, some creature that carried you into this place. Either way, there's pandemonium around you. Incredibly, severe injuries are far and few between— nobody's screaming about the dead. But you might have to help pull someone free of wreckage, or move quickly to salvage burning belongings from the landing craft. Maybe it's the crafts themselves, that you're trying to salvage.
Likely, you don't know them, these other strangers who arrived here[1]. Maybe you don't trust them— you just came out of a dying world, after all. But you all have one thing in common: you're here now.
When you get a second to breathe, maybe you'll see it. The brilliant green forest across the sand. Beyond that, the glint of a faraway city.
INTO THE WOODS
Your first night at Xistentia does not feature five-star accommodations, but as the sun begins to set, the forest offers everything you need to survive. By now, you may even have met your daemon, who'll help guide you through this. There is fallen wood to make fires for warmth and cooking, any number of rabbits, deer, and fish if that's what you're into eating. Those very same animals also provide guidance as to what vegetation is edible, including a variety of vine mushrooms, fruits, and flowers. If you're the kind of creature that mostly eats other sentient creatures, well. Technically, there are a lot of those hanging out too[2]! Now and then, you'll see tiny, winged humanoid creatures the height of a finger dart in and out of view.
A resourceful group, the multiversal refugees have determined ways to create shelters, using wreckage, supplies, and basic survival knowhow. There aren't enough blankets to go around, but the weather is mild and the fires seem to keep out any aggressive creatures.
Things get quiet. This could be a good time to meet the others under less fraught circumstances. Maybe you'll see some familiar faces and reunite with others who fled from your dying world; maybe you'll meet someone new.
Try not to seek out and fight any Rock Trolls. It's still early.
ENTER THE CITY
The city is beautiful, even with the vines covering everything, the streams running down half the streets, the massive white deer leaping off under the highway overpasses. The architecture of the skyscrapers is incredible to look at, modern and sweeping. It's clear that terraced gardens were part of the building design, and some of the greenery that lines the street had been part of the original city plan. This is a city of great potential.
And it knows you're here. As you walk by, beacons like streetlamps begin to emit a gentle glow, registering your presence. No doors are locked, though you might find yourself chasing out nests of silver-winged birds and bug-eyed rabbits.
Here, you can claim empty shops or the clothing and other sales items inside of them. Apartment complexes aren't difficult to find in a range of sizes; nor are standalone homes, brownstones, loft studios. Penthouses may not feel like penthouses when there's a thin layer of dust growing on everything and a flower growing out of the sink, but you know what? Maybe that little bud is gonna be your first roommate.
It's the strangest thing. After a few days, the lights begin to work and the water begins to run, fully operational within the unseen sewer system. At some point, the keys to your house or residence are going to turn up. Your daemon will help you find what you need. F.A.TE.S. welcomes you.
NETWORK
By now you've settled in. You have some time to explore the city, the woods, and your new kit.
Chances are pretty good that your daemon is not a phone or a computer or a wax-sealed piece of parchment or a Howler, nothing with a convenient camera or a keyboard; it probably isn't even a pocket sized. Likelier, it stares at you with eyes that contain the lenses-- or powers-- of a camera, and some part of its body projects a holographic keyboard into the air. For those of us who are not accustomed to manipulating intangible light prisms, it's about as intuitive to type on as shaping a cloud with your fingers.
But here's your network access. Accessible to all your fellow travelers in XISTENTIA.
Misfires, typos, and blurry video footage are likely. Time to feel like a Luddite!
CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE
hells yeah
Footnotes
- Some of these can be nameless, plot-device NPCs to facilitate interactions! But even in this case, please avoid gore in describing their current state of being. Anyone dead or catastrophically injured will have disappeared by the time your characters make it to Xistentia. There are no corpses or dying here.
- But like OOCly ask permission ofc.
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Era is used to conversing with talkative people, even if she rarely uses her voice with strangers. Still, that doesn't mean it isn't difficult. Or that she isn't still somewhat shy.
She nods in both acceptance of the apology and in answer to the woman's query. The amused quirk of her lips is easy enough to translate as a familiarity with the antics of dogs. Era would hardly expect a dog to ignore its instincts.
A polite bow of greeting is given by both Au Ra and aetherial being. ]
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So she bows lightly in return, winning smile on her face. ]
Did you, uh. Did you just get here too? I don't think you're from where I came from. I'd probably have recognized you!
[ She actually almost looks like a dragon yokai with those scales and tail, but... Rose refrains from saying as such since. Well. That's not a good thing, in her mind. So far, however, this woman seems far too kind to be the dragons that she's familiar with. ]
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The woman before her looks like a Hyur yet is not a Hyur, and so likely has never encountered any person of Auri heritage before. The fact that she is not drawing attention to her horns, tail, or scales like many Eorzeans did in years past is something Era appreciates greatly. ]
I am Era Ra.
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Nice to meet you, Era! I'm Rose. Friends call me Rosie. [ A cute nickname she's grown rather fond of, honestly. ] Welcome to, uh. This place. We're probably gonna be here a while.
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Greetings... Greetings are something Era can do. She's practiced the basic courtesies throughout the years, enough so that it isn't too difficult despite her penchant for silence. ]
Thank you, Mistress Rose. It is nice to meet you as well.
[ Lily pats Era on the cheek before dissipating herself in a swirl of glittering aether. The Raen woman is left wondering if that was her way of saying 'farewell' or 'goodbye'. ]
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Where are you from? [ since she doubts that she's from Rose's world (perhaps the Makai, but that's a stretch) nor Eudio since, as mentioned, she would've recognized the woman. So that means she's from another world entirely, one that Rose wouldn't mind learning about. Maybe it'll ease this stranger, too, if she takes an interest in it. ]
(ftr that goodbye was supposed to be good job q_q mobile fail)
[ It's something she doesn't mind offering. After the incident of her arrival Era has resigned herself to the need to speak up more often, leaving her yearning for Alphinaud's company despite never wishing any sort of danger upon the boy.
She tilts her head slightly, curious, and gestures toward the other woman. ]
And you?
do I know the woes of mobile fails...
[ The name alone rolls off the tongue in an interesting way. Certainly nowhere she knows of, but another world out there in the multiverse. Awesome. ]
I'm from a place called earth. It's apparently less common than I thought.
omg mobile y u crash? also fun fact: planet = hydaelyn. how did I not know this
that's okay me either l o l wtf is ffxiv lore
My kind call it the Ningenkai.
the lore is amazing but also confusing af
[ The name sounds very Doman - enough to give her pause. She wishes she knew more of the language, but there had never been time to learn.
She is curious about the 'my kind' comment, but not enough to inquire about it. There are many races on her own world after all. ]
Mine is Hydaelyn.
par for the course final fantasy then tbh
Everything sounds super pretty where you're from.
[ Though Rose can already guess those flowery names might be deceptive. They often were. ]
was that a pun i saw in there
[ even the lands ravaged by the calamity are beautiful despite - or perhaps because of - what they represent. ]
What of yours?
pun absolutely intended
Mine is, uh. Kind of plain, probably, in comparison. Pretty technologically advanced in a lot of places but not... anything special.
slow reply bc i have been making icons and then remaking them and still hating them ffff
Every home is special.
they look fine!!! D:<
[ Many people would call various parts of earth beautiful. But then again people would say the same of the Makai, of 'Hell.' So. It's subjective, she supposes. ]
But it's not really home for me anymore, so. Hopefully I can find a new one.
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I hope you find what you seek.