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archishellago2018-04-15 12:27 am
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Test Drive Meme #004
KHU IODUAN; TEST DRIVE MEME #004    | |
I. THE OPARA CORE - May I Borrow That? The engineers of the Opara Core facility are always on the lookout for new technology they can adapt into the ever-growing web that provides communications across the archipelago and beyond. Their staff are assembled represent a wide swath of the native races in Konryu whose skills are mechanically-inclined, and of Dreamfolk who've arrived and want to pitch in. Part of their standard operating procedure is to take an interest in tech coming in with the newly arrived Dreamfolk. An excitable female Muin, her bright shock of electrically pink hair and matching, jewel-like eyes alight with a madcap glee, is wheedling for whatever gadget you have on your person. "Please?" she asks for the third time, blinking at you hopefully. "I'll put it back exactly how it was when I'm done. I promise..." II. KIRIN RODEO - Place Your Bets! At the end of every month, the Mounted Division of the Sentry holds their skills competition. When they're not on the field, their steeds are often the subject of much admiration from children and more than a few adults. Astride many breeds of kirin, some lithe and fleet, some stockier and stronger, these off-duty officers demonstrate their control and bond over the notoriously strong-willed and intelligent creatures with complicated maneuvers. There's a surprisingly in-depth system for betting on one's favourite to win the various matches, and just about everyone's willing to explain the odds to newcomers. There's only one rule: all proceeds go to funding of the city's charities. (Bragging rights on winning are still yours to keep.) Two bells ring loudly over the crowd - last call for wagers! III. WE HAVE REGULATIONS ABOUT THIS - Munga on the Loose! Munga are ill-tempered, rat-sized spiky lizards with a gift for camouflage, and whose venom in their spines and teeth is also highly hallucinogenic. And... they're on the loose. Fortunately, keeping them is highly regulated, and pretty much everyone in Aifaran knows about them, but loose Munga are uncommon enough that the reaction is more likely to be startled flailing at a hint of spines and skittering. Today someone's exotic pet has slipped out of their hands, and it's trailing a harness and lead as it zigzags away, prickling and hissing and going for the ankles. It's given a wide berth, except by those who don't notice until it's too late or those too preoccupied by something else. Hopefully the proper authorities have been notified to catch and return the creature, but maybe someone helpful can keep it from getting too far away? IV. KNOWLEDGE IS PRECIOUS - Accosted By Monks The Tariken monks are out in full force today, their orange and green robes making them easy to spot in a crowd, and there's a high chance you might be approached by one. Their sect values knowledge above everything else, so recording information from Dreamfolk, who are transient to Konryu, is something they see as imperative. Some of the questions are standard ("what's the name of your world? is it anything like Konryu? do have have any special position there?") but sometimes they move into stranger territory, like what's your favourite bath soap scent and how many times you wear your socks before washing them -- all of which are asked with the most studious attentiveness, just in case your answer holds the secret to the multiverse. V. INTO THE UNKNOWN - Watch Your Back Out There The sea patrol discovered the new irregularity a few days ago, reporting that it looks like a series of tall and jagged stone towers rising up from the ocean. It's incomplete as these planar-shunted locations often are, as if something massive had taken a bite of some mysterious city and then spat it whole into the seas of Konryu. Having been chosen as part of the exploration team, you've been working your way through the complicated labyrinth of stone tunnels and dead ends, searching for what the Opara engineers had enthusiastically described as a potential new power source. "Trace the green glowing power lines," was their (sort of helpful) instruction. However the lean, dark and toothy thing you've just glimpsed should probably be a more pressing concern... warn others? Take it on yourself? Pray it hasn't spotted you? VI. WILDCARD - Because You're Not The Boss Of Me Anything else that doesn't fit the above prompts is welcome, just keep it within the game setting please! Applications • Reservations • Taken List • Game Navigation |
Captain Bastian Courbis | OC
"Come one, come all!" Bastien shouts at the top of his lungs as he settles down on a pile of boxes he set up here like a mock booth. "Place your bets here for the sake of charity and goodness! I'll be handling today's bets." The pirate seems to be drawing in quite a crowd with all his crowing. It seems that the locals here are eager to place their bets on those funny looking ponies. Even Bastien placed a bet or two of nonexistent money in order to get into the swing of things. However, this bastard is up to no good as usual by setting up his own makeshift betting stand here by the spectators.
Normally, all proceeds go to the local charities but this mangy cur is plotting to keep all the winnings for himself. That's right. Bastien even went as far as to make up a name of charity in order to get a cut of the action. "Come help the orphans of the Save Our Dreamfolk Foundation! We have plenty of orphans from other realms who could use your aid." The scoundrel cheers as he dupes a few suckers into betting with him. Bastien's goal is not to squander his earnings but rather to save enough money to purchase a new seaworthy vessel.
So, technically...it's for a good cause. Still illegal but for a very good cause.
II.UGLY SCALY CRITTERS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM
"Yowch!" Bastien yells when something bit him right on his ankle. Not on the meaty part either. That son of a hoot bit him right on the bone! The pirate been wandering the town barefoot for the most part since his boots are still drying. He went for an unexpected dip in the drink when some poor lass fell in. Hoping to make good with his bad Karma, Bastien jumped in after the girl without a second thought. He managed to save the drowning child but his brown leather boots suffered greatly. They've seen one too many adventures and has holes in the soles. It's time for Bastien to purchase some new shoes but the pirate is a bum and much rather wander around barefoot. That is until now.
"C'était quoi ça!?" He exclaims once the little lizard speeds off faster than he can blink. The pirate caught a brief glimpse of something green but he couldn't make out what it was. Now mumbling curses under his breath as he limps off towards the side of a nearby building, poor Bastien sits down upon the steps and takes a look at the bite. "That yellow-bellied scaly-arsed cur bit me!" He huffs angrily.
"I oughta shoot it---where's my gun?" Now on the warpath, Bastien searches along his belt for his musket.
"Drats! The powder is wet..."
III.ANNOYING CHURCH PEOPLE
Bastien makes a face once one of the monks get too close for comfort. "Too close, man. Too close." He fusses as he tries to put some distance between him and these annoying blokes. At first, this started off innocently enough. The monks stopped the pirate in the middle of the street and asked the usual questions. They asked what was his name, where's he's from and all the other usual inquiries that Bastien has grown accustomed to. However, one of the blokes started getting too interested in Bastien and started asking stuff like "What do you use on your hair?" or "Can I touch it?" which is always answered with a firm NO from Bastien. His gorgeous but sometimes frizzy hair is off limits. Why? Bastien takes pride in his long locks and will fight you if you even attempt to tug or pull at it. It's pretty damn long, almost fully down his back. The ladies and sometimes men, like it.
The questions started to get even more invasive overtime down right to these weirdos asking about his breeches. So now Bastien is in full "flight or fight" mode with a strong emphasis on flight. "Back off already before I fill you full a lead!" A baseless threat since his gunpowder is still all wet. Bastien walks briskly away from the monks but much to his horror, they give chase.
"Bugger off already, ye bleedin' toads!" He's angry.
IV.WILDCARD
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III because she’s not fond of church people either
So like Bastien, she’s started walking very very briskly, hoping to lose the stalking monks in the alleyways. Coming out into the street, she’s thought she’d succeeded, but heading straight towards her from across the street is an angry man… and more monks.
She lets out an exasperated noise, then shouts, “Leave the poor man alone!”
And to her surprise, the monks slowly come to a halt, blinking, as if they’d been snapped out of a trance. Then they turn around, just like nothing had happened.
Now it’s Ilda’s turn to blink.
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Bastien whips around quickly with his sword drawn only to realize the monks were already leaving. Absolutely puzzled by this whole affair, the pirate turns to the woman curiously. "What did you do, lass? Chase 'em off with bad breath?" Of course he takes a minute to check if his breath is rank by breathing into his hand. He's honestly a little sour, blame the wine.
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Then she catches Bastien checking her breath, and, puzzled, she does the same. “Smells like the chocolate cake I last ate. Maybe it’s the chocolate.”
She finally grins. “Well, at least the church people are gone now!”
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"It's only proper after all." He states while batting his amber eyes all sweetly. "Besides, I feel like I deserve a treat after dealing with Gods little servants." Bastien eventually gives the poor woman some breathing room as he glares down the street where the monks went. A thought passes through his mind but he soon dismisses it. Maybe he's over thinking it some but it certainly seemed like the girl used magic.
"Say..." Bastien turns to the girl again looking quite skeptical. "Magic exists here, no?"
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Ilda laughs as Bastien moves close to her. "Heyyyyy." But she doesn't push him away, mostly just surprised that he's latched on to her at the simple mention of chocolate. "And what do you mean, you dealt with the church people? You were running away from them. I scared them off."
But as he pulls back, she reaches into the pockets of her skirt, checking if she has some extra rhinn. Poor guy, he does look bothered by the monks still, with the way he glares down the street. She can sympathize with that, if anything. Maybe she'll get him a chocolate cookie.
At his question, she stops with her search, resting her hands inside her pockets. "Well, we're in a city on a turtle's back. One of my roommates used to live in the sea. And-" She's suddenly excited. "-there's a relic that let's you keep drawings of your face and what's around you!" she finishes, referring to the yimo.
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"Pish-posh." He denies the very idea of this wisp of a lass coming to his rescue. It's just far too ludicrous to consider. "I was just warming up, luv! I was about to shoot them a glare that would've kicked their ancestors in the royal jewels." Bastien boldly states as he circles around the woman. He circles her comically like some sort of bird of prey, except he doesn't look very threatening. Despite being a pirate, this bloke is deceptively nonthreatening in appearance. Those bright amber eyes shine with a childlike exuberance.
"That we are." He says in reference to this odd world. "But even so, magic is something of a rarity, no? Not everyone can do it." Bastien claims before getting distracted by what the woman said about her roommate. "You bunk with a mermaid?!" He stares at her in mild disbelief. "Mermaids don't dry up on land? Perish the thought---eh?"
He pauses. "What relic? Can I steal it?"
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"Well, well! This is different." He mutters under his breath as he keeps preening. Listen, he really likes shiny objects and this yimo is shiny. "What are we doing, luv?" The question will probably go unanswered but here he is taking pictures with this cheery girl. Bastien is all smiles and then some.
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Ilda's never seen anything like it either, not until coming to Aifaran anyway. She's not actually vain, but she's so enamored by pictures that she takes an awful lot of them. "We are taking pictures, mister!" she answers happily. "Then I'm going to send this to the magic library, Xa Xa! It's so cool, right? We do this-" She pauses to inch closer to Bastien, making a face and snapping away. "-and the yimo pretty much paints what we looked like at that moment, just like that!"
Then she remembers his question about stealing. "You don't have to steal this, the nice people at the yimo place will give you one, and teach you how to use it, too."
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She's a friendly lass, isn't she? Quite charming in an odd way but probably a witch of some kind. How else to explain what happened earlier with the monks? That's all fine and dandy though. Everyone has their secrets and Bastien certainly has his.
"This thingie must fetch a pretty penny---" He trails off suddenly once she explains how to get one. The pirate gawks at her in absolute disbelief. "This is free?" He questions with his brow arched high. "You must be jokin! No one just gives things for free." A pause, "At least not willingly." Bastien would know.
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Well the Opara Core technicians aren’t actually the ones responsible for yanking people from their worlds, but it’s easier to speak in generalities.