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Welcome to the first Test Drive Meme for

escordvi! Anyone can participate in the test drive, regardless of invite eligibility. Just keep in mind that only those who have received invitations from the mods can actually reserve on August 25th and apply on September 1st. Our Interest Check can be found here.

For your toplevel, please include the following: Character Name | Canon | Armada Choice. If undecided, put "Undecided" for the Armada.

For everyone's convenience, TDM threads can be carried over in game if you wish! If you are still unsure which armada to place your character, you can play it a bit loose and vague in the TDM and make retroactive changes if you carryover the threads. We'll have more armada focused prompts in the opening log in September. The log itself is set to cover the next two weeks, until the end of the month. Characters will appear at random intervals during this time rather than all at once, so players have some more flexibility on how much more adjusted they are for someone else.

IMPORTANT REMINDER FOR MAGIC USERS!! All magic abilities will be "sealed" until characters get their tattoo from the Inkwave parlor in Eltrut. That means no magic on the starter ships before docking.

We do require TDM threads for samples for our application!

If you have any question about the TDM, comment here. If you have questions about the game in general, please comment to the Game Info.

TOPLEVEL DIRECTORY (Updated August 28)

STARTER SHIPS: ORIENTATION

There are two ships that serve as starting ships for each armada: Stormbringer for the Corsairs, and Royal Fortune for the Paladins. There are various ways new arrivals—or riftfarers as they will be called, among other creative names—will appear on or by these ships.

🚪 Random room. It could be empty, filled with crates or supplies; down in the hull where the livestock are kept; have the luck to awaken in a bed...or the misfortune of that bed already occupied; somewhere in the kitchens; in the bathroom—any room! Now let's hope the doors can open or someone may have to try and ask for help. Or jump through the porthole if there is one and it's above water.
⛵ On deck. If not in the ship itself, another possible spot to wake up to is somewhere on the maindeck. If they're lucky, they're on the deck itself. More unfortunate souls may find themselves caught in the sails or netting, the crow's nest, or on the top of the masts. Someone should be able to help, right? Or catch.
🌊 In the water. The most unlucky sods will find themselves appearing in mid-air just past the ship and plummeting straight into the water. Good news, there's always someone on the look out for such a thing and calls for help to throw a lifesaver get the rowboat will be made. Are there sharks? Well... ...Are there?

However the new riftfarers arrive, they will be poorly clothed, practically rags or loose uniforms depending on the ship. Fortunately, veteran crewmates will guide them, escorting them to a room with a strange typewriter in it. After typing their name, the typewriter will magically continue and type by itself at a fast pace until it dings and rolls out the paper. This paper will have the following information:

• Name and Shellphone ID (journalname)
• Armada (Corsair or Paladin, will match the starter ship)
• Cabin Number for their personal cabin on the starter ship
• Apartment Address for their personal address at their base armada location
• A basic map of the starting locations in Eltrut, including written directions (continued in the Eltrut section)
• A basic map of where they can find a chest with their original clothes and belongings (this will be different for every person and will be anywhere either on the starter ship or on Eltrut—players can be creative here).

After that, the crewmate will do their best to explain the basics of how they got here, what's going on, and what they'll need to do to live in Escordvi while they are here, giving them a small leather pouch with money. They will be reaching Eltrut soon, so the crewmate will suggest they look around, meet the others who have arrived. Even from their distance, they will be able to see the giant sea turtle that serves as Eltrut's leviathan.

ELTRUT: FIRST GLIMPSE

After reaching the port of Eltrut, several birdfolk will appear and happily greet all the new arrivals from both starter ships. Here it doesn't matter which side they are affiliated with, as long as they keep those swords and weapons sheathed and not pointed at each other's throats. The birdfolk will even act as guides, showing them the main places they should visit and give them a visitor's map to help guide them.

🐚 Microshell. The first stop that is encouraged will be Microshell, the main store to acquire their own personal Shellphone. The paper they received on their starter ship will have their ID and the staff at the store will set them up, explaining how the device and the network works.
✒️ Inkwave, Tattoo Parlor. The next stop is Inkwave, a tattoo parlor run by a very burly but friendly octopus, Knistej. Here everyone receives their own unique magic tattoo, allowing anyone to cast specific single element spells and other magic. Note: tattoos are required before anyone will be able to use their original magical abilities.
📜 MANTA office. The final stop is the MANTA office, where all the request, mission, and task notices are posted. Each armada has their own branch office for armada specific notices as well. A great place to find jobs to earn some cash so they don't stay a hobo forever.

It's a lot to take in for sure, with the port city bustling with all walks of life. Not only do they have both armadas mingling with each other, there are different races and species from all over Escordvi gathered here. It's not just humans, which many riftfarers always seem to be surprised about. There are also plenty of veteran riftfarers who will gladly give some advice and even share stories of their world. Maybe some are familiar.

After finding their belongings, exploring the town, and meeting other people, being able to just sit back and enjoy a drink and warm meal will be in order. While there are plenty of places to choose from, the Minstrel and Cask will be the top recommended tavern for all newcomers to visit at least once. Great drinks, great food, and can learn a lot from the patrons or meet more people.

Of course, as expected of a highly popular tavern, it's not always peaceful. A man will ask travelers what they want to do with their life. Clearly drunk, he only accepts answers that hint at wanting to find riches. If told this he will give out a treasure map. But if told anything else, he'll put up a fight, hoping to deliver a black eye. Those who do receive the map will be sorely disappointed—it will lead them down a long, winding, circuitous path around town and end at a random outhouse, likely occupied and certainly stinking to high heavens. There's likely some kind of moral here, but at some point, others who have been duped will return to the tavern to sling their fists around.

Looks like another tavern brawl for the night.

QUESTS

For those who want to try their hand at some quests, there are a few that would do well for newcomers. Teaming up is of course encouraged, no matter what the affiliation. You can assume they acquired some kind of ship for the quests out at sea, either the starter ship or some other ship heading out there.

Spicy Squid Eating Challenge

Eltrut Port

There is a traveling food ship (think food truck but on the water) that has been going around challenging ships to their extraordinary Hornswaggle's Spicy Squid Eating Challenge. If participants can scarf down a prepared three-pound bowl of exceptionally spicy ghost pepper squid and rice, they will win their meal for free as well as a crate of dried spicy squid for their ship's stores. If participants fail, they will have to pay for the meal and the crate.

...Careful, are some of the squid tentacles still moving?

Coral Reef Snacks

Eltrut

Rumour has it that certain types of coral reefs contain unique properties that can make you more alluring to the one you desire, but no one is sure what the side effects are. Test this out by trying to crunch into chunks of coral reef pieces to see if there are any added effects on your body. Hopefully, they don't ruin your teeth in the meantime.

Oh, and you have to find the correct coral reef too! Red chunks seem to make you more affectionate towards others, while blue chunks seem to make you more volatile towards others. Eaters, beware!

Giant Sea Slugs

Starter Ships

Giant sea slugs tend to only attack ships if they feel threatened but are otherwise peaceful creatures. They're about the size of a large wild cat. They also secrete a slime that contains strong disinfectant properties. This thick slime is highly sought after for its ability to heal wounds cleanly, so kill them and collect as much slime as possible.

Killer Sharkgulls

Eltrut port and ships

Seagulls can be a pain to most ships. Yet, seagulls that have evolved to be violently carnivorous can be even worse. These new birds, effectively named sharkgulls, have been seen attacking ships and ports alike. They are big enough to eat small children in one gulp or will do their best to eat full-grown humans after they've ripped them to bite-sized shreds. Beware and kill them before they can kill you!

Siren's Serenade

Out at Sea

A merchant's ship has crashed upon an outcropping of rocks after being lured in by a group of rogue sirens. These captivating creatures possess the power to ensnare their prey with their enchanting voices, luring unsuspecting souls into the depths to meet the grim fate of drowning.

Search for the missing ship and help rescue the captive sailors before it's too late! You will be supplied with special earplugs to muffle out the siren's voices so be careful to keep your ears effectively plugged. You don't want to succumb to the siren's bloodlust yourself.

Any sailors or rescuers affected by the siren's song can be treated with a harpy's potion that can reverse the song's effect. Or tie up the afflicted for twenty-four hours to wait out the effects.

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Any questions about the TDM and quests featured here only! All general game questions should go to the Game Info, please!

⚡ exploring the Stormbringer

[After getting his bearings and some basic understanding on what the bloody hell is going on, Cid will wander around the ship, a bit fascinated and interested in how it's constructed and works. It's different yet similar from the ships of his world, and if he's going to be here and be part of a crew—either of his own or someone else's—then better to learn what he can while he has the chance.

1. Communications room. Especially when he finds his way to the communications room.]

Bloody fascinating... How did they make all this?

[Anyone else want to speak tech geek to him? Here's your chance. But at some point he starts asking a bit too many questions and may have. Touched things he shouldn't have—so he's being pushed out the door.]

Sorry, mate, didn't mean to push that button— What if we just talk it over a few—

[SLAM.]

...Pints. [An awkward rub of his chin.] I'll try again later.

[He's anything if persistent.

2. Helping hand. Now left to roam around more, should he come across or hear someone in distress from being stuck somewhere, he'll be quick to run over. Well he can't just leave them now that he knows they're there, now can he?]

Hold on, I'm coming. Got yourself in a bit of a mess, eh?

[Now whether he can do this nicely or will have to put some heave ho and cause some, uh, damage, eeeh that will depending on the actual situation.]

⚡ at the tavern

[After getting all his original belongings including one of his own thin cigars, Cid will have ventured around town to explore and learn more about this place. It's still a lot for him to wrap around his head, let alone even believe, but he's going with it for now. And kicking back and enjoying the tavern is at least something he's very familiar with.

1. Enjoying a drink. He's found a table for himself, but as all taverns go, strangers are welcome to join in on the bench as he munches on some bread from the small meal he ordered. He'll give anyone a friendly greeting as he watches everyone else around until...]

...Here we go.

[2. Tavern brawl. Some fine gents appear kicking up a fuss about that treasure map and as expected, a rowdy fight starts. Cid will duck his head and pick up his mug to avoid one crashing right into the table.]

Well, now this is a fine welcome!

[And he would have let it all alone if some drunk didn't start wildly swinging their fist in his direction, forcing him to jerk back out of the way and slam his foot against their leg to send them over. Which of course has turned the attention on him. Whoops. Taking one last swig of his ale, he tosses the mug onto the fallen one's back because, well, all the tables were knocked over and he looked he could do.]

Right, let's get on with it then.

[...Well it wouldn't hurt to knock a few of these ruffians down, right? Right??? Maybe they could use a little "shock" therapy—]

⚡ sirens serenade

[Thinking his "knack" for lightning might help in dealing with these sirens, Cid will set off with others to help with the captured sailors. At the rocks and investigating the ship, he can't help but look grim about it.]

Poor sods. This is why you don't go chasing after mysterious voices.

[Totally not referencing someone. Totally.

In any case, he'll grab whoever addle minded victim he can find, either using the potion or the rope, whichever is easier. And if there are any sirens trying to lure someone with their sweet voice—]

Not today!

[—Cid will run in to either cut it down with his swords or fire off a quick bolt of lightning to strike it down.]

⚡ wildcard

[Open to all other prompts! Quests more interested in are Spicy Squid Challenge and Sharkgulls. Also to note will mark FFXVI spoilers that may come up, especially with castmates!! If you wish to contact or plot something, feel free to PM or hit me up on

laenavesse]

🌪️ i. arrival (closed to Cid)

"Is this it, Cidolfus?" (spoilers for the first act of FFXVI)

[This wretched world. It deserves to die. It all deserves to die!

Die, die, die!

It starts as a pulse in the furthest depths of her mind, and then a surge of power, a torrent of wind. The very last thing that Benedikta remembers is the storm—the leaves, the dust, the very earth around her being torn apart by the gale. She remembers the anger, the hurt, the fear, the world turning its fucking back on her again. The betrayal... and then, the screams. Not her own, but of the Eikon. The unbridled screams and laughter of Garuda as she finally answers Benedikta's plea for destruction.

And then... everything goes dark.

There's the sound of metal hitting the ground—wood?—bouncing several times before it stops, and she would recognize the sound of that pendant anywhere, but that isn't the thing that she notices when she finally glances down. It's the blood on her hands and arms that she sees when she reaches out to pick the trinket up. It's the rags she wears instead of the leather. It's the small room that she's in—a ship's?—one that she doesn't recognize as the Einherjar's, or any other one of her king's ships.

Those repressed memories come flooding back all at once, striking fear into her like a long, sharpened claw. Her first instinct is to reach for the door but when she gives it a pull, it doesn't budge from its lock.]

No... no, no, no... Not again...

[This is just like last time. Or one of the many times she'd been trapped and taken away. She has no idea what is going on, where she is, who she's with... Had someone found her? But why is she bloodied and her body weak? This is some terrible nightmare. Is she dead? Is this her punishment?

She will not go back to that life of chains. She will not.

She screams as she pulls and pushes and shoves the door again, anger now masking the panic. She could just blow it down. She could blow this place apart, could she not? Even in her weakened state... They would dare kidnap the Warden of the Wind? Her hand lifts, prepared to blast the wooden door apart with her wind, but—]

Fuck...

[Is she still...? But she had primed. Garuda was there, the Eikon heeded her call and she'd relinquished that control. So then why?

From her side of the room, there's another loud bang as she slams her body and her fists in a fit of desperation this time, banging and banging until her knuckles are bloodied, and she shrieks.]

Fuuuuuuck! Let me out—!

[Whoever put her here, you are going to fucking pay in blood.]

🌪️ ii. eltrut

༄ a. inkwave. [The absolute very first thing she does after finally finding her clothes and her sword in that fucking chest and cleaning them (and herself) up is searching for that ink parlour that could supposedly restore magic—or, at the very least, give back what she lost. Her request was, of course, the wind, the tattoo applied to the back of her shoulder and well out of sight under the leather.

Perhaps this will stir the Eikon again. Benedikta can feel her, sleeping dormant within, as if recuperating from whatever loss she suffered in the Dragon's Aery. She would find her again, and soon, if she has anything to say about it.

For now, she will lay low while she tests her magic and susses this so-called Eltrut. It's just outside of the parlour that she lifts her open palm, and a flicker of green magic swirls to life between her fingers, and with a disappointed click of her tongue, she hisses loud enough for anyone walking in or out to overhear.]

You've got to be kidding me. Fucking child's play.

༄ b. the minstrel and cask. [When in doubt, a drink will always do, will it not? After cursing out her magic, or lack thereof, she makes the short journey to the Minstrel and Cask, finding a table set well aside where she can observe in peace, puffing on her new pipe and sipping the mediocre ale. She would often find herself in taverns across the Twins, her ears peeled for intel. They were adequate places to gather it, where tight-lipped men would slacken their jaws just enough for her to draw something out of them...

Would she find that here? Who knows, but the ale and the cover are better than nothing at all.

Should anyone come to sit at her table when it's most crowded, she'll turn her gaze to them, a frown puckering her lips around her pipe. With a pregnant pause, she stares at the newcomer with a sharpened gaze.]

I don't recall saying that seat was free.

[As the brawl breaks out, however, Benedikta watches with a dry disinterest and disdain as it all unfolds before her chair squeaks, and she pushes herself up. How many times had she watched a drunken tavern fight unfold just like this one?]

It was only a matter of time, I suppose. Here I was hoping something new might happen. How dull.

[Feel free to follow if you dare. However, should anyone involved in the brawl come close to swinging at her, she will retaliate with a kick to the back of the knee.]

Watch it!

[Congratulations and thanks for making her a part of it. You will get one swift blow to the face with her fist if you don't duck out of the way in time while her other hand is indeed going for her sword.]

🌪️ iii. siren's serenade

[Well. She has to find some way to get paid around here if she is to make her way around. She could care less about the stolen sailors or the ship itself. The payment will do her just fine. So, here she is on this island, and good god, the insufferable insistence that she not go alone is going to be her downfall, isn't it? As if she couldn't do this alone.

Whoever is with her is going to receive the brunt of that frustration, with her always stomping at least three paces ahead with her hand ever resting on the hilt of her sword. The walk is mostly silent...

... Until she feels her impatience winding up in her shoulder blades and getting the better of her. Her footsteps grind to a halt, and she whirls her gaze around.]

An outcropping of rocks, was it? Helpful.

[Not so much. It's a large island, and everywhere she looks is an "outcropping of rocks." She also might be a little lost, but won't be willing to admit it. Especially not with the danger of sirens much closer than she thinks.]

🌪️ iv. wildcard/ooc

[None of these prompts work? Feel free to leave something else here! Need some help getting acquainted on deck or getting out of the water? She might reluctantly help. Looking for your clothes? Well, so is she! Misfire on your shellphone? Need help with the Sharkgulls? I'm down with pretty much anything (save for her own arrival).

Benedikta and Final Fantasy XVI deal with a lot of very heavy themes, so I have a permissions/info/opt-out post here. Threads will likely have plenty of spoilers, so I will mark them accordingly. If you'd like to hash something out with me, feel free to contact me via PM or @ crystariums !]

Edited 2023-08-18 18:12 (UTC)

I. Arrival (Royal Fortune)

[If March had 10 credits for every time she woke up somewhere she didn't recognize, she'd have 20 credits. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it's happened to her twice. At least this time she has her memories, at least as far back as the last time this kind of thing has happened to her. That's an improvement!

The ship's crew (with an assist from the magic typewriter) quickly get her up to speed. The Paladins seem like nice enough people, which is good because she's one of them now? She thinks? It's pretty rude that she doesn't get a say in the matter, but there are worse things that could happen upon arriving in a new world. She's experienced no shortage of them while trailblazing.

After her orientation, she can be found searching the ship while holding what might be the least helpful map of all time.]

My stuff should be below deck, I guess? And toward the front of the ship?

[FROWN.

Oh hey, there's someone standing nearby! Maybe they'll help.]

Hey, does this make any sense to you?

II. Tattoo Time

[Is March happy to have to get a tattoo to access her Six-Phased Ice abilities? Not at all. Tattoos are meant for hardened men and cool people, not cute girls! But if she has to get a tattoo, she's at least going to make sure it remains on theme for her general aesthetic. After much deliberation, she decides her right ankle seems like a good spot for it.

The octopus who runs the shop seems intimidating but is actually pretty nice, at least. And it doesn't hurt, much to her surprise. The lack of pain and good service do much to lift her mood, and she quickly finds herself curious about other clients in the shop. She leans over to the nearest person.]

So, what kind of tattoo are you getting?

III. SHARKGULLS

[It's a good thing March decided to prioritize finding her stuff and getting that tattoo, because these sharkgull things are the worst. THEY ARE TERRIFYING WHY DO THEY EXIST???

Luckily, she's an experienced fighter--and uses a bow, to boot. Usually she worries that fighting with a bow and arrow isn't ~cool~ enough, but right now she's grateful for the ability to shoot these creatures while they're in the air.

One of the sharkgulls is taking a dive toward some unfortunate soul. For obvious reasons, that can't be allowed to happen.]

Look out!

[She doesn't wait to see if the person is prepared or able to defend themselves--she takes the shot. Her arrow flies true, and while it isn't enough to fell this thing it at least is enough to stop it in its tracks for a bit.]

IV. Wildcard

(( If there's something you'd like to do with March that's not listed here, feel free to tag with whatever--I'm up for it! I can be reached at

asondeiru and asondeiru on Discord. ))

[Meanwhile, March 7th is delighted when she exits the tattoo parlor with a cute little tattoo on her ankle. Already, she's made a little crystalline bunny with her Six-Phased Ice and is holding it in the palm of her hand. Why did she make a bunny? Well, she had to test if the tattoo works somehow.

A voice nearby catches her attention, and March looks over to see a taller, elegant-looking woman scoffing at the wind in her outstretched palm.]

I don't know. That looks pretty cool to me.

[Some encouragement can't hurt!]

If you're not satisfied, you can always go back inside and talk to octopus. I'm sure he'll be reasonable. He seems like a nice guy.

►In a Jam (Orientation)
[ Whoa...okay, couple of questions here: Where is she? What's she wearing? What's going on? It's damp and dark and smells like salt, her Garment Grid's gone, and she's crammed in a tiny closet.

Okay. Deep breath, Rikku. This door doesn't look that tough. Wood's probably rotted, and she can definitely break the hinges, right? She feels along the door for them, fiddles for a bit, but it's too hard in the dark. She kicks it, frustrated, and trips over...hm, some kind of heavy stick. Maybe she can use this! She stands, stares down the door, and throws all her weight into it. To any outsiders, a high-pitched voice calls from the inside, muffled: ]

Take that, you rotten piece of wood! And that, and that! Hi-ya!

[ Her beat-down of the door eventually forces something to give way...and out tumbles a blonde disaster, in your path...or maybe on you? Whoops. Hi. ]

►Gullwing vs. Sharkgull
[ Rikku has her Garment Grid back and a snazzy new tattoo that will let her use it, thank goodness. Which means she can help save the port from these mean killing machines! They're fast, but birds don't like lightning, do they?

She clenches her fist and aims a lightning strike at a swooping bird, hopefully stunning it long enough to hit with her daggers. She jumps up and slams it down, satisfied---but here comes another! ]

Aaack! Did they all wake up on the wrong side of the tree today?

►Quiet Night
[ It's been a long and busy day, and Rikku's exhausted. She decides to sit at the end of an empty dock, watching the moonlight ripple over the water. Sitting here reminds her of so much...the edge of her home island, the calm before the storms, Yunie whistling for her lost love...

But Rikku doesn't have something specific to ground her or search for. She's adrift like any of the ships, and as long as she goes along with it she'll be fighting for...something. She sighs and looks down at her guide maps, wondering what life will bring her now. ]

So...another treasure hunt, huh? Wonder if it'll have something for me this time.

►wildcard:
((Want to try something else? Hit me with another prompt and I'll work it out! Rikku will be thoroughly exploring and trying to help. You can also contact me by journal PM.))

Edited 2023-08-18 18:59 (UTC)

[Taverns aren't the sort of place March usually ends up, but they seem to be pretty important to the people here so she's decided it's worth checking out. After getting a drink from the bar (she ordered "something sweet" and received a deceptively strong rum punch as a result), she scans the room for an available spot to sit.

All of the tables have long been taken at this point, so she approaches one of the tables that only have one occupant. With any luck, the man sitting there will appreciate some company.]

Do you mind if I sit here?

[I] ON DECK;

Excuse me! Hellooooo?

[If anyone on deck of the Stormbringer will chance looking upward right about now they'll find a small figure with an absolute mass of blonde hair waving down at them from stop the mast. Maybe she's up a bit too high for you to get a good look at her face but if you've got real good eyesight you can see she's a little perturbed but probably not as worried as someone stuck sitting on a ship's mast ought to be.

Her expression does brighten when she knows you see her though.]

Would you mind catching me? I don't know how I got up here but it sure was a surprise!

[Then with a bit of work she stands up on the mast and without waiting for a reply she jumps.]

[II] NOW WHERE DID MY THINGS GO?;

[Julie does express some unease at first, particularly when she's given a visitor's map and comes out of Microshell shop with her own shellphone in hand. She turns it this way and that, gawking at it a little. It's when she turns to her map that she finally bites at her lower lip and lets her brow furrow.]

There's an awful lot of area to look over for our things!

[Julie's never been in this big of a place before. Sure the forests around the Neighborhood are extensive but she never went deep into them even when she lived with her family in them. The Neighborhood is comfortably small compared to this place, at least in Julie's mind.

[III] TAVERN BRAWL;

[Julie isn't precisely a fighter. At 3'3" though most objects sailing through the air at the moment just whizz straight over her head. Watching all the goings on with rounded eyes leads Julie to one conclusion -- it must be a game, right? She throws plenty of stuff in her games!]

Oh gosh, I want to join too! Hold on!

[Let her just -- oo, perfect.

Julie stands up with a canonball in hand. Where did she get it? Presumable from the floor. Why was it here? Like she knows.]

ALLEYOOP!

[Then she just chucks the thing. One handed, full speed, off it goes!]

[IV] WILDCARD;

[Wanna do quests? Wanna eat? Feel free to tag with whatever prompt you like. You can hit me up via PMs or on plurk (goodluckstarfighter) for any plotting.]

Eltrut - Tavern

[Gav has no idea what's going on, despite others explaining things to him as they had happened. One moment he'd been at the Hideaway, the next he'd been hanging upside down from some rigging, wondering just what had been put in his drink to cause such a vivid nightmare. It's only when he's ushered gently to have a tattoo done (a silver chocobo feather), that the stinging pain brings Gav around to the idea that this is actually happening. Something is happening and he doesn't know what, and that idea alone has the scout's skin crawling. It's his job to know.

And so Gav goes to the one place he knows will have the details, the information, the bits and pieces not given to him by the ship crew; the tavern. The Minstrel and Cask looks like any good tavern back home and the familiarity as Gav takes a mouthful of his first drink is soothing on frayed nerves.]

Thank fuck for consistent things.

(bar fight)

[ Suddenly everything kicks off. Gav has been watching people taking treasure maps and wandering off, only to come back looking disgruntled. It's obviously a con of some sort, but of what kind Gav isn't sure and has no intention of finding out. Even three drinks in he's not dumb enough to fall for that. Sadly it doesn't stop someone else from falling for it and instantly the bar is in an uproar. Gav immediately grabs his drink and gets to his feet, swiftly kicking his own table over so he can hunker down behind it. ]

Sometimes just gotta let them sort it out between 'em, like.

Quest - Spicy Squid Eating Challenge

[It had seemed easy enough a quest on the list. Eat some food. How hard could it be? Well, looking at the plate of squid that's been placed in front of him, Gav feels the cold wave of dread crashing over him. No fucking way, they wanted him to eat that? Well, the crew were depending on getting an extra crate of goods for whatever travel they were planning and it sure beat going out dealing with sirens...]

Fuck me, is it movin'? [Nah, it couldn't have...right? Gav raises his eyebrows before sighing, folding his arms.] Alright, I'm gonna need some salt.

Quest - Sharkgulls

[ The sharkgulls were exactly what was said on the tin, which is a surprise. Just not a welcome one. Who would have thought there'd be angry birds with ginormous teeth and an attitude problem? Gav didn't and he's already taken a couple down with his sword, shoulders heaving as he tries to catch his breath. There's already a large bitemark on one forearm, bleeding but not serious enough to warrant too much concern.]

Seriously where are all yous comin' from? One or two birds sure but there's like, a million of you!

[ Gav pauses to wave his arms at another that threatens to get too close, but for now they seem content to circle, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.]

Wildcard

[ ooc; anything goes. anything you need to get hold of me please send a PM. i'm leaning towards corsair for Gav but he would be the kind to work for both sides, as it would help knowing what's going on at the other side, so to speak. am open to any of the tdm prompts if i haven't written one already!]

:ARRIVAL:

[ Well didn't this just beat all--

a figure appears, if by magic, from the aether as the sky seems to open up. There is the briefest moment of suspended animation before followed by a flash of kinetic flailing energy before finally there is a hurtling downward to what a good pirate would label 'ye olde drink'. A splash, ceremonious and majestic that arched upward and caught the sunlight. There was even more flailing that came from the figure in the water.

Loud, boistorous flailing ]

Hallo! Can anyone else tell me how this happened?

[ it was almost comical really as a man surfaced, bedraggled and clearly in need of a rescue from a passing ship, long dark hair that plastered to his jaw and then hair that dripped down over his eyes and he was sputtering, trying to get it re-oriented. The last thing he remembered was the ritual circle dance with a bunch of Moombas in Shumi Village.

Please, someone offer a plank-out to this ridiculous man-- or something. ]

:SHE SELLS SHELLPHONES BY THE SEA SHORE:

[ Someone gave Laguna a shellphone.

they will soon ABSOLUTELY come to regret this ]

From: un: Gunloire

Didn’t mean to barge in here but what's this all a-boat? Just want to say that these views are fintastic! :) Anchors away my friends, stay dry!

:THINGS, TATTOOS AND STUFF:

Laguna Loire came out of the Inkwave rubbing his arm, the screech behind him following-- a loud 'DO NOT TOUCH IT!' which startled him right outside of the thronging crowd and into the heart of the port city. His tunic was rolled up and a giant phoenix was tattoo'd to his upper arm, detailed and ornate, and a lovely ombre'd blue. What phoenix was blue? Well by the power of his IMAGINATION, this one was.

He was minding his own business, his gaze caught by the sights and colours of time around him and then he felt his arm (the sensitive one) make contact with something firm and unyeilding. "Ayiyiyiyiyi, I am so sorry about that, Friendo! My total bad." and then he turned and offered a friendly but rather apologetic smile while he slid a few fingers through his locks of hair.

:BABY SHARKGULL DO-DO-DO-DO-DO...:

No, I can't...

[ There was a nest, filled with little mewling chomping sharkgulls that he had found hidden within a nest. Gods, he was an eternal sucker for cute things, the Moombas had got him right in the feels and now these little creatures. He knelt down and sort of held out his hands to Baby Gaping-Teef to sniff his hand. Much to his hubris, the tiny tot started to wind it's way downward until it had gotten it's jaws firmly chomped against the edge and side of his hand. He let out a howl of an ouch ]

Oops, friend not food, little scout! Hey.. can you give me a hand here? He really got me good, yeah!

WILD CARD

Hello, my name is Nia and I'm bringing you this moron! I am primarily into D&D and Critical Role but I decided to bring in someone different, i.e this disaster(bisexual) of a man. You can definitely reach me on alwaysbeenasmiler for any plotties and I'm always up for new friends. Also, I do not apologize for the dad jokes-- you should've known they were coming.

I accept both brackets and prose so please post to your comfort and I'll adapt/adjust.

If I am slow, I am also in another game but please stick with me, I want to thread with YOU, yes YOU!

Edited 2023-08-18 19:32 (UTC)

[ This entire experience has been so weird. Pepper normally lives on a canal boat - and now she's on a different boat? As part of a fleet? Like March, she is a Paladin. Worldhopping isn't a complete mystery to her (the canal boat is a vessel for this), but this situation is utterly wild.

As she's sitting there consumed by a daydream, she snaps out of it once she realises that a girl is talking to her. At least she seems friendly and peppy. March will notice that Pepper has her arm stretched out in front of her, and the octopus is using a lot of yellow tattoo ink on her arm. ]

Hm? Oh, me?

I'm getting a sunflower.

Edited 2023-08-18 19:59 (UTC)

⊗ around eltrut

[After the initial adjustments and acquiring his gear, Eustace will be going around town, committing everything to memory. If everything is true and he has to be here for a while, then he'd rather learn the lay of the land for whatever scenario. ...That said—

1. Not that kind of fetch. Eustace hadn't arrived alone—his dog, Valo, had also appeared with him. At first Eustace had been worried about this unexpected situation, but the dog has been taking it all in stride. ...Perhaps—]

—!? Valo, where did you—?

[—a little too much in stride. In Valo's mouth is someone's small belonging—coin purse, shellphone, pouch, etc, and Eustace is panicking a bit. Who taught his dog to steal things?? No wait, maybe he just picked it up—yes that must be it. So he'll look around and Valo will help by looking towards the person it belongs to. ...Although why didn't he just give it back to the person directly—nevermind, what's done is done. Rather than wasting time, Eustace will just... Go up to the person, holding out the item.]

You dropped this.

[And be blunt about it and with no other explanation because is it necessary?? Will not say anything about his dog's involvement even if it might be a little wet from slobber and...if it was soft might have some small teeth marks. Valo was careful, but some things just can't be helped. And since Eustace is a Corsair this could seem dubious, but hopefully his own general look won't make it so noticeable.

2. Word of warning. Eustace had only dipped into the tavern briefly, so he's aware of the scam going on. Thus if he sees anyone with the map, he'll pause and consider his options before quietly sighing and speaking up.]

If you got that from the tavern, give it up. It's fake.

[He could have left it alone, but... Well. Can't hurt to throw a little word, right? That and Valo is whining at him. For those who are in despair, they can have a friendly dog comfort them in their trying times.

3. Outside brawl. Unfortunately, there will still be those who get duped by the map and while he is minding his own business, apparently even his passing glance is enough to piss off a particular group...a particularly smelly group. Oh gross, did they actually try to look through that shit—

Anyway, the sound of people shouting, a dog barking, and bodies thudding to the ground can be heard as Eustace takes down each one...with as much distance as possible. He really does not want anything on him thank you very much, but his gun will remain holstered at his side, not wanting to make this worse than it already is. Maybe someone can lend a hand?]

⊗ sharkgulls

[He's seen and heard of a lot of different shark type monsters. Flying sharks, sharknados, zombie sharks... Sharkgulls? He hopes Auguste never has to deal with this kind of terror. It might be the worst of all.

And this is a good opportunity to see how Flamek functions here, along with the tattoo on his forearm. A few successful test shots of lightning arcing through the air to strike a few that are in the distance is reassuring, and as he looks over to the person nearest to him—]

Here.

[Waving his hand, a thin stream of electricity will suddenly swirl around them and they will suddenly feel lighter, their focus sharpened.]

Keep them off me and I'll provide cover.

[Congratulations, they are now "connected" to Eustace via Splintered Cell. Increased attack rate, increased dodge rate, increased lightning damage, and a boost in adrenaline or whatever will lead to their special attack have been granted! He'll also give a boost in critical hits so get smacking.]

⊗ wildcard catchall

[All other prompts are open! Feel free to contact me via PM or

laenavesse to plot or discuss more if needed!]

1. Treasure Map
[Once they make it ashore (aturtle?) Fina wastes no time in trying to figure out the map; that's what a Blue Rogue WOULD do, isn't it? She's looking over that map with a look of determination, and concentration... To the point she might not realize she's about to bump into someone as she traces a path through the city.]

"Oh! My apologies; I'm trying to figure this out. And counting paces from one point to the other. There's something about a light house, and stairs. Have you seen anything like that?"

[It might take some doing to find and climb that light house. But when they do, and find a treasure chest at the top of it... Boy is it a find! Fancy clothes, and no fewer than six shiny, sparkly moon stones folded in.]

2. Tattoo
[Well, after finding her clothes and the moon stones, she needs to be able to use them. Which is why Fina finds herself in the tattoo parlor... And actually looking like the model of serenity as she's getting her skin inked. There's only a slight shiver in her shoulders to betray she's a little uncertain about this; said shoulders are also getting tattooed at the moment, in a way that matches some marks that she already had present.]

"It's... It's been a really long time since I had my skin marked. But it feels about the same as before."

[She says to anyone nearby, who might also be getting their skin inked.]

3. Feed The Shark Birbs
[That... Sure is a flock of sharkgulls. All of them swarming around Fina.

Who bewilderingly is not fighting them. Not just yet. Instead she's putting out an assortment of bread pieces, to see if the sharkgulls would rather eat THAT. And she might have included a few coral pieces as well.]

"You can try this instead, right? Better than eating people, isn't it?"

[...Feel free to try and talk some sense into her about how this probably won't work.]

4. Wildcard
((OOC: come at me with whatever! And I'll match whatever your tag style is, prose or brackets!))

A. STORMBRINGER

1. Arrival
[ Waking up on the deck of a ship full of pirates isn't unusual for her, she's tucked against the side of the ship, out of the way of being stepped upon. It doesn't take her long to figure out this is not the Van Eltia and this is not "her" crew. Some may spy her demanding answers, specifically how to go home and where her weapons are.

Even without weapons or her artes, Velvet looks like a force to be reckoned with as she moves through the ship to get herself set up as part of the crew. Anyone who doesn't get out of her way may find themselves in the middle of her warpath. The local pirates are getting absolutely bulldozed through. ]

2. Unhelpful Hand

[ Her belongings don't appear to be on board after acquiring the map, but she doesn't appear to feel self-conscious in her rags. Feel free to find her standing at the bow, doing absolutely nothing to help out the crew for the majority of the majority of the trip. Arms are crossed over her chest, and she doesn't bother turning around when approached. ]

Turn right back around before I punch you in the face.

[ The tone of her voice sounds like she means that, too. Once she has all of her stuff back, she won't be as hostile, but she'll still be Velvet in the end. ]

B. ELTRUT

1. TATTOO
[ Her first stop is to get herself that tattoo. While her physical belongings are great, Velvet doesn't quite feel herself without that malevolence and daemon arm. Perhaps people who saw her on the Stormbringer will be able to tell the difference in her. Even though she now puts out negative energy without really trying, she doesn't seem as prickly. More willing to talk and less likely to throw a fist. But only just. This girl still has thorns.

She pulls out the map to her clothes and weapons, frowning at it. ]

Hey you. Where's the tavern?

[ Velvet's not going for the food or drink - but apparently her stuff is in the vicinity. ]

C. TAVERN BRAWL

[ As she makes her way to the basement to find her belongings, Velvet is asked a question by a very drunk man. She stops to stare at him, as if her glare could put him in his place alone. ]

I'm out for revenge.

[ That sets the man off, as he stumbles off his stool and flies in her direction with a closed fist. Velvet just stands there while his sloppy self fumbles closer. Feel free to step in or watch her deal with the drunk. ]

D. SPICY SQUID EATING CHALLENGE

[ No one should ever challenge Velvet to an eat contest, regardless of what it might taste like or how spicy it may be. She partakes of this particular challenge because it does mean getting food for her shipmates - for those who can handle spicy food as a meal.

Velvet is eating this particular meal like it's any other kind of food - not even really getting red in the face from the heat. No tears or taking breaks to drink something cooling. She's just going at it. ]

This is easy.

E. WILDCARD

[ Feel free to hit me up with other prompts. Particularly interested in Sharkgulls and Coral Reef Snacks - if anyone wants to have Velvet be more affectionate and not hostile, since that's her default. Tsukeru (I am the same Velvet on the Interest Check, just using a different journal since it's no longer considered spoilers.) ]

Edited 2023-08-18 20:07 (UTC)

All hands on deck

[Faris doesn't spend any more time in the flotsam rags than he has to, doesn't say a word as the crew escorts him down, and slams the cabin door so hard it almost breaks. He doesn't question the magic writing machine--just devours the information on it until he sees that there's a place for him to find his things.

Mercifully, it's on the ship--so by the next time Faris appears on deck, he's kitted out in his rightful gear--and beneath all of it, the pendant. He's going to figure out who took that off him, and they're going to suffer.

But right now, he paces the deck. At least the sea is the sea, no matter what world he's on. He darts his eyes around warily at the other 'riftfarers,' wondeirng if there will be a familiar face among them, when he catches site of the enormous turtle they're sailing towards.]

Neptune's Beard, when they said Leviathan I expected a snake.

Eltrut

[Faris takes a peak into Inkwave and turns out of the place quickly. He can feel that the abilities he learned from the warriors in the crystals aren't there--not gone, but more like there's a wall up between him and them now. But he isn't about to let some octopus in a hat shove an inky needle into his skin just because some pirates told him that was the procedure. He's going to need some proof first. Anyway, he's still got his sword.

Instead he just... lets the current take him. There's something comfortable about it, even. He's not so surprised at the sight of wolf folk--seen 'em before--but it seems that there's something from every branch of the animal kingdom walking around with a shirt on.

The current gets him to a tavern, unsurprisingly, where he soon finds himself being chatted up by a drunken old seadog until Faris finally admits that yes, treasure is something he's generally interested. He runs his eye over the map.]

Oh aye, and I'm sure it's as genuine as chocolate cutlass too.

No crystals this time
Questboard
[Not that Faris has much respect for the law, but until he has the feel of things around here, he's not going to go breaking it willy-nilly. No, he'll do honest work today.

He's got no interest in an eating contest or testing sham medicines, but he is more than happy to fight monsters. He hasn't gotten the tattoo yet, but he's sure he can get by without it for a little while. He shoots a sidelong glance at whoever's perusing with him.]

What're you thinking of, slugs or sharks?

In the midst
[Some part of her that is definitely Lenna and Krile looking over her shoulder makes Faris reluctant to go after peaceful slugs for the sake of medicine. Sharkgulls it is--and boy the sign wasn't kidding.]

By the deeps--[That's all Faris allows himself before plunging into the fray.]--Oy! You want yer fight, get it over here!

Wildcard!

[Got another in mind? HMU, or get in touch @

compassinks/PM to suggest something!]

Edited 2023-08-18 20:17 (UTC)

[What a pity. As much as she could much rather not get a tattoo, it seems like she had no choice should she want to get her powers back. Trying to look on the bright side, it couldn't be too bad. Especially when it could mean that she could live out her fantasies of being a pirate out in the open shores.

As she waited for her turn, she looked at the girl. With a smirk, this is all she had to say.]

Hmmm....what do you think it might be?

[ Hello dog man, meet horse woman. She's absolutely here to lend a hand - the commotion grabbed her attention from afar (along with the smell, yuck) which lead her to witness the unfurling fight. After observing the action for a moment or so, she takes note of the white haired man who is trying his best to avert the grime of the other rambunctious men. Looks like he needs an ally!

Pepper might be a feminine woman, but she's completely unafraid of throwing punches. She leaps into the tussle, kicking some of the offending men away with her strong legs, and socking anyone in the face once the opportunity allows. ]

Ha! Take that, you rascal!

[ Oh, she's secretly always wanted to be part of a brawl. For all the many years that she's been a Sergeant, now she can have a little rough and tumble fun. ]

A. ROYAL FORTUNE

1. Arrival
[ It's a good thing the crew is prepared to rescue people in the water, because that is exactly where Nimona splashes into the world. Instantly being met with a mouthful of sea liquid, she tries to change into a whale... a shark... a dolphin... a fish? Her insides feel all itchy and crawly at the lack of ability to shift forms, she doesn't know what's happening, but it feels like she's not herself anymore. There's an itch she can't scratch, her life is over.

Before she has time to consider even swimming to the top or to see the lifebuoy ring above, she's scooped out of the water by a pair of hands and placed at the bottom of a rowboat. Apparently the paladins are quick to respond when someone doesn't swim to the surface right away. She coughs out a bunch of salty water, looking around at the people who rescued her. ]

Noooooo, not some goody two-shoes! Where's the boat with the pirates, and how do I join up?

[ As a protest, Nimona decides she's going to be a limp noodle when it comes to carrying her up on the deck of the Royal Fortune. Feel free to help as she laments her fate. ]

Leave me to die! Put me back in the water to live with the sea animals! Anything is better than being stuck like this!

[ Whether "this" means with the paladins, or without the ability to shift - only Nimona will know. ]

2. Around the ship

[ Nimona scrambles up the mast to avoid doing work if possible. There's being a sidekick to a hero, and helping the "heroes" on a larger scale. She's more particularly interested in causing chaos than she is lending a hand. Which is why she is up where most people won't come get her.

Things start falling to the deck below. A belated call coming out. ]

Look out below! [ Thankfully, it just seems to be part of a rope that's not too heavy if it actually hits someone.

Or they can maybe hear Nimona going: ]

Look out for those rocks! Hard to port, hard to port! [ Acting as though she's the lookout, when Nimona is really just hoping the guy at the wheel will listen to her. ]

B. ELTRUT

1. Network

[ Someone has given Nimona a communication device, and it's time for everyone to regret it. ]

UN: Pink Attitude

How did the octopus make the mermaid laugh?
Ten tickles.

Why did the lobster blush?
Because the sea weed.

What's that gooey stuff in between a shark's teeth?
Slow swimmers!

What do fish and maps have in common?
They both have scales!

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[ Someone please stop her before she makes worse jokes. ]

2. Tavern Chaos

[ After making her way to get her tattoo, Nimona feels much more like herself. Being able to change shape is life to her, so having that ability back means she has to use it. Instantly. She will turn into the people around her in the tavern (this may include other PCs). ]

Murder and mayhem! Chaos for all! World domination! To be the most powerful! The world's best cookie recipe!

[ Each of these is said as different people, in different voices, potentially standing behind the person she's copying. Sorry that she's not sorry if the drunk guy goes after a person she mimicked, but this could be the start of an epic brawl. ]

C. SHARKGULLS

[ Nimona can be whatever animal she wants - so when she sees the sharkgulls on the beach, well, she'd love to be able to be both. Unfortunately, that's not possible. Instead of being a seagull, Nimona wanders within the group of sharkgulls as a full-sized, but very pink, shark.

At least she's not as interested in chewing up people or things. Instead, she bothers people. ]

Hey, have you ever seen a shark dance before?

[ Or she'll point at her mouth with a flipper then smile to reveal rows of sharp teeth. ]

Wanna put your head in here? We can take a picture!

D. WILDCARD

[ Feel free to run into Nimona anywhere doing anything. She's open to any of the quests as either participating or maybe even up for rescuing someone from the sirens. Tsukeru. ]

Edited 2023-08-18 21:06 (UTC)

I sea what you did there.
You're pretty swell.

If anyone gives you any trouble for your message, don't bother listening to them. They're just salty.

[ These two should never be allowed to talk. ]

[A - Splashdown]

[You would think this would be familiar by now, falling from somewhere into the water. And it probably is in a dreamlike sort of way, since the other times were probably closer to metaphor than anything else. And it's not like the whole thing really helps him.

He's in the water, after all.

And he's going to need to have Words with Sora about transferable abilities because apparently he didn't get the ability to swim.

Yeah, that's a problem.]

HELP!

[Comes a small voice from the ocean as Roxas sputters and struggles to keep his head above the water.]

[B - Fight Fight Fight]

[Roxas is tired, and kinda cranky at this point. Turns out that almost drowning will do that to you. So all he wanted was some dry land and a good meal and a chance to think things through.

So of course, that's not going to happen and instead his meal is getting interrupted by a bunch of thugs swinging fists and that really doesn't do anything to improve Roxas's mood. And he is something of a creature of impulse. And yeah, he probably shouldn't have thrown his glass at the guy's head. Or dodged the punch thrown at him to shove the guy back. Really should have just left.

But can you blame a guy for having a bad day?]

[ C - Around Town; Evening]

[Roxas looks like he's been in a fight.

Cut lip, the startings of a black eye, slightly roughed clothes. He's near the beach, mostly looking for a quiet spot after he got kicked out of the bar. A place to lick his wounds. In his hand he grasps the paper with his alleged address on it.

He frowns, looking from the paper to out at the water, and the moon reflecting off the ocean. It's nice, but it's hard to enjoy when you're on your own.]

Where even is this?

[ooc: additional plotting and such can be done at

urbaninja or by PM]

A. Chicken on a Raft on a Monday Mornin' (Royal Fortune, Arrival)

[One minute, Kotori is about to get ready for bed after a nice day making tasty horse mackerel recipes with Sensei, Tsumugi-chan, and her friend Shinobu and Sensei’s friend Yagi-san, just switched her contacts for glasses. The next… she feels SOMETHING bonk her on the head, a deluge of saltwater pours over her, and she’s sucked into a glass tunnel. It’s all she can do to hang on until she stops moving, the glasses miraculously clinging to her face as she’s tossed and turned and plunges and bobs and… stops. Finally.

And when she opens her eyes, finds herself in a large, wooden kitchen. It’s old-fashioned for sure, lit by lanterns with wooden walls and a metal-plated floor, but VERY clean and orderly… if you don’t count the girl tossed onto the sacks of potatoes like… well, like a sack of potatoes. And why is the whole room swaying still? Is she still dizzy, or… is the room moving?]

Am… I dreaming?

B. Oh, What a Terrible Sight to See (Royal Fortune, Daily)

[After getting her bearings, retrieving her belongings (just, and a brief interview with the Paladin officers about her skills- including faint looks of pity and judgement about her lack of combat, lack of magic, and her fear of knives which keeps her from being a real asset in the kitchen, which she tries to ignore and smile through- Kotori is assigned as… a cabin girl, at least until they get to port.

So she can usually be found about the ship cleaning, organizing the kitchen, taking inventory, mostly keeping to herself, a bit shy to reach out unless she has a question. Thankfully it’s almost all stuff she knows how to do from helping at her mom’s restaurant, but given how BIG the ship is, it’s still taxing work, barely able to distract her from the terror of being isekai’d and separated from her family and friends. (And hungry work; at least they’ll dock soon, the portions are definitely not designed for a food-crazy teenager, and it’s taking every ounce of willpower to NOT snack.) She probably wouldn’t mind some help, or at least a bit of company.]

C. Dabtoes Forward and the Dustmen Aft (Spicy Squid Challenge)

[As weird and terrifying as the whole situation… Kotori had to admit, sailing up to Eltrut had been beautiful, enough to hold back the tide of her nerves for a little bit. The whole turtle-island is so bright and lovely, and so many amazing smells floating from the restaurants. (Already she knows she had to keep a close eye on her purse to make sure she didn’t spend it all on massive meals.) It is getting close to lunch time, though.

“THAT’S RIGHT FOLKS, earn a meal AND a crate of provisions on the houseboat! All you have to do is face Hornswaggle’s Spicy Squid Challenge: a three-pound version of our famous ghost pepper stir fry bowl! Eat it all in an hour, and you’ll eat for free AND get a box of a dried, ship-shape version of our spicy squid for your ship’s provisions!”

Three pounds of food? Including fresh rice? For free? Actually pulling her weight for the crew?

Yup, the mousy little girl suddenly jogs up to the food boat, a sudden fire in her eyes.]

I’ll do it!

D. Sittin’ There Pickin’ at a Chicken on a Raft (Eltrut, Bar Fight)

[Kotori is a little hesitant about going to a full-on bar- she’s definitely not old enough back home- but the others are going, and there are promises of good food there. It’s… not much different from an after-work party, right? And the first hour or so is nice, peaceful, with Kotori mostly drinking in the atmosphere of a full restaurant.

Okay, and maybe some brief rambles about the food.]

Mm! The fish curry is so good~! The fish is so flaky, and the spices—

[Aaand that’s as far as she gets before a REALLY pissed off barrel of a man storms over to the bar, yells at a smirking man who’s struggling to keep his laughter in, and punches him in the face. And then chants of “Fight! Fight! Fight!” ring out through the bar!]

F-fight?!

[Oh god no, she just wanted dinner, why is there fighting? Why is this her life?]

E. Hey-Oh, Chicken on a Raft! (Wildcard)

[[Got something in mind not listed in the prompts? Hit me up on the Enable Me Timbers post or on Plurk at

LoneWolfPrincess!]]

[A - On Deck]

[When you go from the slightly dark interior of a space station to the bright exterior of the deck of a ship, you tend to notice. And that's Morning's Observation right now. And he's a bit confused. And kind of freaked out. Mostly freaked out. Whatever happened to Tuesday?

He stands out in a crowd this kid, sudden appearance notwithstanding. He's got pink and black hair, and a number of face tattoos. He looks a little cooler when he's got his usual outfit on, but the rags aren't really doing him favours.

He looks around. He can be in multiple places at once sometimes, but he's pretty sure he's aware when he's doing it.]

Where the hell am I? How the hell did I end up on Brighton?

[B - Network]

Okay, good. This place has some kinda mesh.

Uh...Grey? Dimani? Anyone here from the Twilight Mirage?

Or know a way back? I'm supposed to be on shift soon.

[C - Exploring]

i - Tattoos

[Morning's can be found in the tattoo parlour looking at designs. He had been thinking of getting another one anyway, so now is as good a time as any, he supposes.]

So, do I just have to pick one, or can I give you my own design?

ii - Apartments.

[He stands in front of a door, suspiciously. According to the paper, this is his. Which is really weird, since he didn't plan on being here.]

Weird that they seemed to be waiting for us.

[ooc: additional plotting and such can be done at

urbaninja or by PM. Morning's is very new so please pardon the dust while I voice test.]

I. Arrival

A. Now...
[Man, the couch in the Noceda basement got a lot lumpier this morning. And harder. And splintery-er. And smells like sea water and is suddenly a bunch of barrels wait wha-

Gus cracks a single eye open, only for them both to fly open when he realizes he has no idea where he is and even less idea how he would have got there. It sure looks like the cargo hold of a ship, but that cannot possibly be right.

Unless…

Gus tears out of the hold, covering one eye as if it were hurt. Later, he might realize that only seeing out of one eye didn’t change anything Something’s clearly gone wrong with his illusion powers again, but he won’t know for certain until he sees the telltale blue glow in his eyes.]

Mirror, mirror, where’s the bathroom mirror…

[Feeling along the wall is just not working for some reason. Hopefully he can find his friends and they can help him figure this out because this isn’t helping his anxiety.]

B. ...And Later
[OK, he’s not at the Noceda’s. That’s fine. That’s OK. Whatever. He can deal.

...He can’t deal. He was so close to going back home, to finding his dad and helping his friends get back to their families, and now he’s on the open sea about to discover once and for all if he gets seasick and not much else. He can’t even use his illusions. He feels useless.

When he’s this frustrated, the only thing he can do is just...lay down on the floor, put his face in his hands and groan. Because that’s so much more useful says the little voice in the back of his head, and yeah, it’s right, but Gus has decided he’s going to have this.

He tried to be out of the way as best he could, but there’s only so many places you can go on a ship. Right now he’s tucked against the wall by the door of the hold he woke up in (He’s a little afraid the ship might list and topple crates on him or he’d go in.) Please don’t trip over him.]

II. Inkwave

It’s just a human tattoo. It’s just a human tattoo. You can do this, Augustus, nothing bad’s going to happen.

[Someday getting your body permanently marked with a magical brand is going to mean something to Gus other than suffering and tyranny and the death of everything he loves...but that’s a long way off in the future. Right now, Gus has to pace in front of the tattoo shop and get himself psyched.

Up. Psyched up. Not out. He’s got no choice, not if he wants his illusion powers back. And his illusion powers are awesome and great and totally worth it. Also: all he has to defend himself until he can learn to swing something sharp at people’s knees. The weapons on people’s belts suggests he may need to and you know what they say: When on the Titan’s Feet, kick who the Feet dwellers kick.

...He’s still not walking into the parlor.]

III. Giant Sea Slugs

I don’t like this. Why do we need to kill these to get their slime? Like...it’s slime! Slime is supposed to ooze out, that’s slime’s whole thing!

[Sorry, you just happened to get stuck with a kid who thinks killing is wrong and isn’t shy about voicing it. His friend did more or less exactly this with a different kind of monster also undeserving of death and she didn’t have to kill it so why wouldn’t it work for him?]

IIII. Wildcard

((PM me or hit me up on plurk at

Caligraphunky to plot additional things. I’m easy, I’ll accept pretty much anyone’s friend request. BTW if you think Gus is a little young, well, not wrong, but his entire character arc is about how he had to mature way too fast so I think it’s worth giving a shot. Also also I’ll match format.))

Edited 2023-08-18 22:55 (UTC)

Stop! You're kraken me up! But no, seriously? You are making me emoceanal with your faith in me!

[ With these two dorks in the Paladins? Okay, certainly they could liven up the crew of the Royal Fortune, right? ]

Treasure, you say?

[ Laguna Loire was absolutely fraternizing with the other side. He did not believe in keeping away from people just because they were on enemy lines. Yes, had strong moral convictions, but people from all sides did and it didn't mean that they couldn't work together on occasion. ]

Where'd you get that map?

[ As if Laguna Loire knew what maps even were- what with his penchant for getting lost. Maps were pretty things, sometimes worn, with scribbles on it and if one was lucky 'x's that marked the spot ] I wonder what the treasure could be? You gonna try to find out?

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STARTER SHIPS: ORIENTATION

ELTRUT: FIRST GLIMPSE

QUESTS

QUESTIONS

CIDOLFUS TELAMON | FINAL FANTASY XVI | CORSAIR

benedikta harman | final fantasy xvi | corsair

MARCH 7th | HONKAI STAR RAIL | PALADIN

ii.a.

Rikku | Final Fantasy X-2 | Undecided

tavern time!

Julie Joyful | Welcome Home | Corsair

gav - ffxvi - undecided

Laguna Loire | Final Fantasy VIII | Paladins

II

Eustace | Granblue Fantasy | Corsair

Fina | Skies of Arcadia | Corsair

Velvet Crow | Tales of Berseria | Corsair

Faris Scherwiz | Final Fantasy V | Corsair

II

outside brawl!

Nimona | Nimona | Paladin

network; un: Pink Attitude

Roxas | Kingdom Hearts | Paladin

Kotori Iida | Sweetness & Lightning | Paladin

Morning's Observation | Friends at the Table: Twilight Mirage | Corsair

Gus Porter | The Owl House | Undecided

this is clearly a bad idea--

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