TDM #3

[amanimods]

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The Lobby.

When you open your eyes, there is quite a lot of beige to take in. The unassuming walls of the room you've found yourself in are barren save for a single motivational poster directly in your line of sight. An illuminated sign above an open door on the far wall reads 'lobby exit.'

"Welcome," chimes a polite, synthesized voice. "I'm happy you're here." A moment later comes the clarity of the situation: you died and so did the world you came from. "This is Amani, your new reality," continues The Peacekeeper. "Everything will be fine."

At least you aren't the only one here, you'll soon find out, as others who are just as confused and concerned as you are mingling in the main hub's first floor. Hopefully, you find a familiar face among the crowd. If not, that's all right. You'll get to know quite a few people very well soon enough.

The Infirmary

If you're one of the unlucky few whose death required a bit more intensive re-coding to maintain stability in the simulation, you'll instead awaken on a bed in the infirmary. Everything is strikingly white save for the occasional string of vines with lavender growing in bursts to help keep people calm. Whether or not it works seems to be on a case-by-case basis.

While there is no active medical staff, the voice of The Peacekeeper is there to explain the situation in a more delicate manner to these individuals. It's already stressful enough having to have gone through such a violent death, after all!

If characters want more questions answered, they'll need to speak to The Peacekeeper directly. But first, it will encourage socialization in the main hub and hopefully, you'll find someone you recognize to make taking things in a little easier.

WHAT

The third Amani TDM!

WHEN

March 21st, 2022

KINKS OF THE MONTH

★ Fancy Dress
★ Guns/Knives
★ Shibari/Kinbaku
★ Anonymous Sex
★ Femdom

MAY I OFFER YOU...

Throughout the main hub where everyone congregates, a light chiming echoes through the first floor. "Hello, everyone," comes the synthetic voice from when you first arrived. "Please, mind our mess as we are undergoing construction for a new addition to the main hub. If you'd like, there is cake, some refreshments, and some eggs for you in these trying times."

While the Peacekeeper doesn't elaborate, it doesn't have to. Simulation inhabitants throughout Amani will have no doubt noticed the abundance of crystal eggs that have been populating throughout the simulation.

While they come in different colors that have their own unique influence, the eggs themselves will generally call forth nesting instincts in those that come across them. They'll want to care for them, make their home just right for the new hatchling, and generally fuss until things are perfect.

★ Red Garnet » Eggs made out of this crystal give off waves of warmth and soothes whoever is close by. It's hard to stay angry or irate when in close proximity! As one might have guessed from the color alone, this egg will also strengthen love and sexuality of anyone in its presence.

★ Aquamarine » Brilliantly blue and comfortingly cool, these eggs will help someone feel safe and let go of their worries. Whatever those may be There is a stronger sense of trust between individuals in proximity to this crystal as well as enhanced feelings of protectiveness (but in a good way)!

★ Citrine » As bright as a ray of sunshine, it reflects a joyfulness that can't be denied. This egg will lighten spirits, help you see things in a positive life, and call good fortune forth whenever it's around.

★ Zoisite » While this egg may look a bit sickly, it makes those near it feel anything but. In fact, this egg promotes self-awareness and reflecting on recent events. How have your experiences helped you grow? Maybe it's time to consider that!

And what will these eggs hatch into? Well, only time will tell! While they don't show any signs of life just yet, they will eventually! The nesting instincts and effects of the eggs will fade within a week though so not to worry about being influenced for too long.

WHAT'S YOUR DTF STATUS?

If the party and its cake don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.

Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can still find an (off-key) instrument to play in the music lounge or check out the (algae-ridden) pool.

You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities.

MIND OUR MESS

Or, you might want to visit that under construction area that was mentioned. It will be clearly marked off with tape and "Do Not Enter" signs but those won't stop you. Why would they? Even if you can read, who cares! Beyond the doors, there is a massive drop just a few paces in as the floor isn't yet finished. Mind your step!

What is finished of the floor though appears to be a ballroom. On the far wall, in the dim unfinished lighting, there also appear to be masks and fancy clothes hanging on a rack. You can try to jump the gap and get a better look if you dare... but it is impressively large. It might not be worth the risk considering there doesn't appear to be a bottom to the pit that you can see.

Huh. Just what is The Peacekeeper planning?

COMPLIMENTS OF CORRIN

As part of the wishes granted by The Peacekeeper during the picnic it hosted, it has analyzed everyone's favorite meals. Yes, even you despite being brand new! It has your whole mind on file, after all, and so finding that information isn't actually difficult.

No matter where they take up residence, once they wake up their said favorite meal is prepared for them and exactly the way they like it. In addition to the meal will be a small, fragile paper egg. Once cracked, confetti will spill out and a paper note. This note is filled with words of praise for them, compliments, or anything that they might need to hear to feel good for the rest of the day. It can be long or short, corny or vague but, ultimately it is crafted exclusively to make the recipient feel warm and special.

It is a wish born of love for fellow simulation inhabitants and hopefully that's conveyed. Hopefully, it comforts them and carries them well throughout their day. Whether new or old, they'll know from the moment they wake up that that they're important, valued, and special.

The notes themselves are anonymous and no hints will be given as to who is responsible for the kind gesture. The Peacekeeper will not take credit themselves if asked but instead say that it was a wish of an inhabitant and leave it at that.

While this is definitely a nicer way to start your day, it doesn't change the leaky roof or broken window in your new place. No, unfortunately that will still need to be fixed the peaceful way. If you'd like more lighting or even cozier clothes, simulation inhabitants are reminded that 'peaceful interactions' are very important! It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.

Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.

PIXIES VS. GNOMES

Ah, Spring! A time to clean out the old and bring in the new. In order to assist inhabitants with this process, The Peacekeeper has enlisted help of pixies. These creatures usually hibernate during the winter months and awaken once it truly begins to warm up. Although normally known for being tricksters, that isn't the case here in Amani!

... Mostly. These pixies are here to help clean your place out. Of course, they might be a little too helpful. Hey, don't be mad! How were they supposed to know you needed that shirt? It didn't look like it was necessary. Nothing of yours really does, they'll say, and so you'll find items missing left and right as the pixies take flight.

But not to fret! In addition to pixies, another creature of spring that are now alert and lively again after a long winter snooze are gnomes. They look like regular plastic garden gnomes when one is looking but glance away and they'll suddenly be in a new spot or position. They'll be happy to retrieve your items back from those thieving, mischievous pixies. They're mortal enemies, after all, and happy to do anything that might set back the pixies' efforts to keep things orderly. How boring!

The only catch? They don't really know what belongs to who. That journal of your innermost thoughts? Yeah, it's shown up across the simulation in the house of someone you probably never wanted to see it! Hopefully, the pixies didn't swipe anything too embarrassing...

Also, don't be surprised if a gnome or two decides to take up residence in your place in exchange for their services. While mostly harmless, they do seem to get a kick out popping up in unexpected places to give the inhabitants a small fright.

SEXY STAMP CARD

If you're wondering about these 'peaceful interactions' that keep being mentioned or what the kinks of the month are for... Here's your answer! Upon arrival, all characters will receive a digital copy of their very own sexy stamp card.

Sexy Stamp Card

Issued by: The Peacekeeper

1 2 3 4 ♡

6 7 8 9 ♡

❤

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Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it! NOTES

★ The kinks of the month have changed! Be sure to check this post for what the new ones are. Also, give a congratulations to Claude von Riegan (goldenscheme) as the as the new leader of the sexy leaderboard! 🎉

★ The effects of the eggs can, as always, be as heavy or light as you'd like! It can be chalked up to differences in resistance, non-humanity or not, etc. etc. Also, they can mixed-and-matched! Have fun with that.

★ The flora and fauna page will be updated to include the pixies and gnomes soon. It's also still open for player suggestions! All you need to do now is link your check-in (or player claim) comment to make a submission! Who does Pudding have to threaten to get wyverns in this game, seriously.

★ If your character decides to try and jump the gap in the unfinished ballroom, you can ask what will happen in the questions/feedback thread! Also, if you have any questions about anything else- That's where they go!

NAVIGATION

F.A.Q. ★ RULES ★ CHARACTER CLAIM ★ LOCATIONS ★ MAIN NAVIGATION

Comments

QUESTIONS/FEEDBACK

[amanimods]

[goldenscheme]

Claude "has never left well enough alone IN HIS LIFE" von Riegan gonna jump that gap. What happens?

[haveyoutriednotdying]

similar to claude's question but like........ hypnos can just float across gjklfdj

what he gonna find

PEACEKEEPER CONTACT

[amanimods]

[fatefulprince]

Thanks, little friend. I hope that's made a lot of people happy.

Slayd Millflower | OC

[stormfeathered]

1) Egg Drama X

In the main hub, it's easy to spot this man, not only because he is just. Huge. But also because he's mostly naked, if not for the thick layer of fur covering his legs. Outside of that, he is raising an absolute ruckus.

"The damn hell am I s'posed to do with a damn EGG when y'all told me I'm past tense! I don't want non'ya stinkin egg-" That is until he's given an Aquamarine egg and his voice immediately quiets down to- "Well I guess it ain't all that I dun got any egg before on account of bein of the male persuasion but... well. It's a might bit precious, ain't it?"

2) Oh Brother...

Well, when he was given a rather plain looking DTF he had to admit, despite it being very cute, he was confused as to the use. That is until it turned itself over and reconfigured itself into a kind of weird looking furry banjo-esque instrument. Slayd, not about to look a gift-possum in the mouse, wastes no time in tuning his DTF and sitting down in one of the dilapidated benches near the exit of the main hub to have a little jam session with himself.

"I am a man of constant sorrow- I've seen troooouble all my days. I bid farewell to old Rifton, the place where I was born and raised-"

He's actually pretty good! Even if his DTF squirms a bit every now and then.

1 🍳

[dapples]

[ <sub>In the vicinity of Slayd was a cheerful looking man who, on the contrary, looks to be absolutely smitten with his egg. How cool is that?! Well, being dead isn't cool but - free egg! Pretty egg! The red flowers on his antlers were ever vibrant as were his bright red fairy wings, an expected reaction since his magic responds to his emotions.

But oh - he's pulled away from his egg enjoyment at the most delightful sound. The first thing Brambles notices about Slayd isn't his impressive size or draconic features, it's his accent. Oh my god. He loved Southern US accents!! Like the nosy fae he was, he curiously glances over to this interesting guy and his egg.</sub> ]

Awww! What a bonny egg! I guess I wasn't the only one who got one, huh? [ _{Brambles holds up his Red Garnet egg. How could he not be smitten?! It's red! Like his flowers!} ]

Don't mean to be rude, but gosh, I just love your accent! [ _{He beams a friendly grin while his red fairy wings flutter a little.} ] My name is Brambles, what's yours?

Toshi Rivers aka Homunculus 13 | Original

[homunculus13]

Uploaded

Toshi shouldn't be able to die. The knowledge that he is, in fact, dead, contrasts unpleasantly with all of the knowledge he has and is building about himself. Uploaded as pure software because of a hardware critical failure, sure. He could buy that, but that isn't the narrative that they're trying to give him, here.

At least he's comforted with the thought that if he is here, that means that whether or not he has a soul is completely equivalent to the same answer as any other flesh-based sapient being. That's some comfort. As is the fact that the "body" he seems to inhabit here functions the same way his chassis did before. He can peel the synthetic skin away from his forearm and see familiar wiring and indicator lights.

He wanders out of the Hub with his DTF at his side, a gently rumbling melanistic tiger. The big cat bumps it's head on him and receives gentle scratchies as a reward as Toshi expertly scans through the network. His gem appears to have decided to attach as an earring, and he unconsciously toys with it as he scrolls through the posts. His eyebrows wrinkle his false skin between them in thought as he tries to process what is even going on here. Anyone who passes close by will receive a friendly but reserved smile as his backlit green eyes turn toward them, before he averts from eye contact politely.

"It is a pleasure to meet you." This android was designed to be the most humanlike yet, passing himself as such for the sake of subterfuge and assassination. Without darkness to give away the light in his eyes, it would take a very practiced eye to tell that was anything other than an average healthy man in his late 30s.

Compliments?

A stare-down is commencing. The competitors: Toshi, and a table setting labeled for him. There is a cup of aromatic black coffee and a plate of omurice, a little design drawn on it in ketchup. It smells wonderful. A warm, comforting smell that makes Toshi at once nostalgic, homesick, and grief-stricken.

He has never once experienced hunger. He has never had that kind of need. The closest comparison is the sense of impending doom he feels when his battery is allowed to get critically low.

This is like that, but also it hurts.

He shouldn't eat. He was never designed to eat! It would gunk up his cooling system at the very least! The Peacekeeper said it could repair him if he needed it, but he doesn't want to test the limits of that for no reason!

Except that he cannot look away from the tantalizing breakfast. Someone please help him.

Compliments

[zechs_isonfire]

Zechs had been suspiciously eyeing the array of food, wondering what among the offerings would be tampered with. (Because; the Peacekeeper was quite clear it was not unlike the Augur. There would be items which were altered. Inevitable.)

(Just as it was inevitable that he'd given in and partake, damn the consequences.)

But he saw a man stare longingly at his own plate - clear hunger and yearning on his face. Yet, was it a lack of trust which held him back, as it did Zechs? It was hard to say, even if it wasn't apparent from his expression.

"You've every right not to trust what we've been offered," Zechs observed quietly, "yet we can't avoid eating forever."

Muriel | The Arcana

[no_goaway]

1. egg

[There is a very large man with a (comparatively) small, blue egg cradled in his arms. He doesn't know where he is, and he doesn't believe this is the afterlife-- it's far too pleasant of one for him to have ended up in. But there's this egg now, and he will take care of it.

As soon as he finds somewhere to stay.

He makes for an intimidating sight, covered in scars, fur, and belts, a massive collar and chain, and little else. The full-sized bear walking protectively at his side does little to mitigate that, but they both seem fully occupied with finding their way out of the city, and even the most accidental of eye contact is followed by his shying away, as though trying to will them not to approach.]


2. forest

[Muriel feels far more at home, at ease, in the forest. Even without his hut here, it's too easy to fall into his routine, to gather up mushrooms and berries and wild root vegetables to eat.

His bear DTF is curled around a blue egg nearby, while Muriel leans his back against a tree ancient enough to be wider than he is. A few bunnerflies flutter down towards him and his eyes widen just a little in surprise at the whimsical creatures. Most take interest in his food, but a few are content to loaf on top of him instead, one even nuzzling its tiny furry face against his shoulder, razor-sharp wings safely tucked away. His usually frowning lips nearly form a straight line-- practically a grin on Muriel.]

Alright, just this once... You shouldn't rely on humans to eat. [His voice is low and firm, gently chiding. There is a beat of silence, and then he seems to respond to an unheard voice.] That may be true, but they might just try to fill their own bellies instead.


3. wildcard

[Muriel is.... well, he's represented by the tarot card the Hermit in canon for a reason, okay. Luckily the egg he's taking care of will make him more trusting and his magic ability to make people forget his existence the moment they take their eyes off him is nerfed! So, he's less likely to immediately run away the moment he is spoken to h-haha. He'll still primarily be hanging out in the forest probably but I can handwave a reason for him to be elsewhere if that would work better for you.]

2

[ruinedsky]

[His first impression of the stranger is of a similarity to Dimitri. Simply due to his size, and the state of his hair, more than anything else. When he notices the guy talking to the bunnerflies, though... Suddenly he's reminded of Marianne. It's whiplash, but it's also... not. Those two have a lot in common, really. He's not stealthy enough to sneak up on the guy, boots crunching in the leaves and debris on the forest floor. He's carrying a loosely looped rope in one hand that appears to be tied in a loose approximation of a horse halter.]

Making friends?

[He uses the same gentle tone he would use around Marianne, hoping it serves the same purpose here. He's not teasing the way he would with most people, he's genuinely asking.]

Tooru Oikawa | Haikyuu

[grandtrashking]

1. May I Offer You...

[Seeing how last time he advised against the cake or drinks, Tooru got himself snapped at by his best friend. So he elects not to say anything this time, but clearly avoids the laced cakes and drinks. Instead, the eggs do catch his attention, opting to take a look at them.

The citrine egg immediately lifts whatever mood he's in into being all smiles, half of them genuine for the mood he's now in, and he's more social than usual as well.]

Well, things could be worse I guess! These eggs are pretty, aren't they?

[He's holding the citrine one up to the light and looking to the side at whoever is nearby with a grin.]

((his dtf, being a menace, also swiped a garnet one while he wasn't looking if you're looking to do things with that. Otherwise, just Citrine if not.))]

2. Mind Our Mess

[Call him curious, and a bit too nosy for his own good, but Tooru's wanting to know what's going on and does exactly the opposite of what the sign says. Typical. He's used to ignoring what certain people tell him to do and doing the exact opposite of that.

Though what he sees leaves him unimpressed. Mainly due to the fact that there's some kind of fancy place being constructed instead of basic needs and such being taken care of.]

Really... You'd think we'd get other things showing up, not some fancy ballroom.

[Mostly muttered under his breath than directed at anyone. But he is also curious about all the fancy stuff, and can be found being nosy and examining them.]

Wildcard / OOC

[(OOC: Want something else? Have at it or hit me up on plurk @ TsundereShadow or discord @ TsundereShadow#6350. I will match brackets or prose.

Oikawa also has at least two or three bite marks or hickeys visible on his neck at any given time, courtesy of Iwaizumi. He doesn't care to cover those up, and commentary on them is welcome.)]

Closed to Iwaizumi

[grandtrashking]

[Not too far from the house, Tooru's laying on the docks, a leg hanging over with a foot in the water. It's cool, and he could go for another dip, but he's already mostly dried off except for his hair. He's also not in the mood to swim more, plenty of things on his mind as he just lays there looking out at the water while using his shirt as a pillow and lets the sun warm his back, littered with various bruises and bitemarks.]

It's... It's really real, isn't it? No going home, no home to even go back to, none of our friends to ask us if we enjoyed our stay here... It's all gone isn't it? Everything I've worked for, it's all gone.

[Tooru finally speaks, quietly, but lacks the usual arrogant confidence that his tone holds around others. He doesn't need that confidence in his voice around Iwaizumi, not when his best friend knows it'd be fake in this moment.

Reality is starting to sink in for him, that this isn't all some dream he's had on repeat for the past two months.]

Dorothea Arnault | Fire Emblem: Three Houses (erku crau)

[backstreetbard]

1. great egg-spectations

[ Dorothea is calm, all things considered. She probably should be a little concerned, getting shunted from one world to the next, but y'know, being adaptable is part of the reason she's still alive so for now she'll just go with the flow. If this place is anything like the last place she lived, then the food and drinks are definitely spiked, but she's not going to let herself starve either. Without putting too much thought into it, she picks up a piece of lemon cake (and garnet egg for good measure, because why not?) and finds a seat where she can observe people as they mill around and mingle. Maybe she'll spot a few familiar faces? Plenty of her classmates had lived on Erku--maybe some of them are here, too.

The cake is definitely spiked, she decides after a few bites, but in a way that makes her feel... cheerful? Uplifted? But also soothed and comforted. That last part is the egg, of course, not the cake, not that the distinction matters to her at the moment. ]

Have you tried this cake? It's delicious. Come on, sit down and have a bite.


2. the sound of music

[ The facility's music room isn't the grandest she's ever seen, but what could be grander than the Mittelfrank? She picks up the first stringed instrument she sees, and while she doesn't recognize it, the thing looks enough like a lute for her to begin plucking at the strings, working out the chords as she slides her fingers down its neck. It's obviously out of tune, so she begins to turn the pegs and tighten the strings. It takes a few minutes on the unfamiliar instrument, but eventually it's tuned to her satisfaction.

Her voice is bright and clear when she begins to sing the opening bars of an aria she'd performed in her youth, and the sound carries through the room and into the nearby corridors. Dorothea didn't spend eight years in the opera not to be able to be heard from half a mile away. She doesn't even stop when she notices someone approaching, at least until she reaches a natural break in the song. ]

Do you like music? I could play another song if you'd care to hear one.

2!

[bestswordmaster]

[Felix has not spent much time in the music room, mostly because all the instruments sound terrible. He doesn't have enough knowledge to try to fix that - he can just hear it.

But what he hears coming out of that room today is anything but terrible. It's beautiful. ...and it's familiar, though he can't put his finger on why, exactly.

Not until he walks in to see Dorothea there.

The last time he saw Dorothea was in Enbarr. On the wrong side of a battlefield. He didn't get a chance to interact with her there - didn't even get to see whether she survived by the end. Well, if she's here, she's probably dead...although he has no idea what kind of Fodlan this Dorothea remembers. He remembers sparring with her at the monastery, before the war; how she surprised him with her skill and the glimpses of the real Dorothea he saw behind the insincerity. He remembers her dragging him to tea with her, and being surprised about how enjoyable that was, too.

And he remembers when she caught him practicing his dancing late at night when he thought no one would bother him, and he thought she was going to mock him, but instead she helped. He remembers her convincing him to go on just one date with her, just one, and teaching him how to kiss at the end of the night.

And now he doesn't know whether she lived or died. Whether it was one of his own friends, maybe, who cut her down.]

Will the second one be as loud as that one was?

Mercedes von Martritz | Fire Emblem: War Crimes

[pathihavechosen]

[Arrival / Eggy~]

[Well, this was an interesting situation. Was this some sort of afterlife? Did she die during the war? It seemed like it. She left the room she woke up in, wandering through the main area trying to see if there was anyone else she knew.

While wandering, she managed to find a yellow colored crystal egg. Carefully picking it up, she tucked it into some of the folds of her dress.]

Hmm. I need to find a place to take care of this...

Ballroom

[Look, just because she can read that sign doesn't mean she's going to actually follow it. Look how far breaking the rules and treaties got her during life. Instead, she's going to ignore it and walk right past it, before falling down the missing stairs.

Luckily, there's enough fabric in her dress to somewhat cushion her fall, and she stands up a few seconds later brushing off any dust. Finding herself in an unfinished ballroom, she takes a glance around.]

I wonder what this is for?

Wildcard

[You know the drill on this one. :) ]

ballroom! :D

[bestswordmaster]

[Felix doesn't really care what the Peacekeeper has planned; it's probably nothing good or useful. It rarely is. So he hasn't bothered to go and look at what's behind that sign.

But today, as he's passing by, he spots movement near that area out of the corner of his eye, and then he hears a noise that sounds an awful lot like someone falling down a hole. His gaze snaps toward the construction and he dashes past the sign, crouching to peer down at...a familiar figure. His eyes widen.]

Mercedes?

[Then his face morphs almost immediately into a fierce frown.]

Ugh, of course this is how I find you: getting yourself in trouble. Are you hurt? Stay there, I'm coming down.

[His descent is much more controlled than hers, as he balances carefully at the edge of the missing stairs and then drops down into a crouch. He stands and brushes his hands off, eyes sharp and evaluative as he takes her in, looking for injuries.]

When did you arrive?

Link | Breath of the Wild

[ohhshrine]

MAY I OFFER YOU

It takes Link awhile to get over even arriving here. Waking up somewhere with very little understanding of it isn't a new experience for him, but to hear that he's here in a simulation, something he's not even sure he understands, and that they lost in the end…that's a lot to deal with. There's nothing to fight and he doesn't have any weapons on him anyway, but that doesn't mean he'll give up on that idea.

A; Cake

He finds that he is hungry. It doesn't occur to him even for a moment that something might be wrong with the food here, so he gets a piece of cake and practically devours it. It seems real enough to him, but it's only when he slides away from the food table that he starts to feel the effects. (Choose spice or vanilla if you'd like this prompt.)

B; Eggs

Link is a fairly outdoorsy person anyway, so he doesn't stay inside too long after that whole cake thing. But outside, there are just…weird eggs everywhere? What are those about? He can't help but be curious about them, drawn to them. He creates a sort of nest out of twigs, branches, and grass under a tree (where there may still be orchids, who knows). He's not sure why he does it, but it makes a good place to keep the eggs he's gathered: garnet and aquamarine. (You're welcome to bring him a citrine egg to add, though.)

He can also be found nearby, standing in the water of the lake to see if there are fish to catch here. He will absolutely just catch them with his hands, it's fine.

PIXIES VS GNOMES

Link doesn't have any possessions of his own yet, but somehow he keeps getting brought other people's things? Maybe it's just his affinity for fairy type creatures. Who knows! Either way, he finds that gnomes keep bringing him objects. Is this thing yours? SIGH, come get it then.

WILDCARD

[ These not working for you? Hmu at boywonder for plot purposes. In case you're unfamiliar, Link is small but has a lot of attitude when he needs to. Also, he's transmasc/nonbinary (he or they pronouns accepted), because I said so. ALSO, he got stuck wearing Gerudo clothes, though he took off the veil and headscarf. Swing and a miss from the Peacekeeper. General kink list here. ]

EGGS

[zechs_isonfire]

There's a little DTF that kind of looks like a toy robot doing their best to avoid zoisite eggs - if there's one thing their person doesn't need, it's more broody self-awareness. Zechs, not trusting the intentions of the digital avatar the Peacemaker has saddled him with, follows him.

He's not going to pick up any of these odd eggs the DTF finds, no matter how strong the urge to collect them is. He's not.

While Minigeese makes a beeline for Link's collection of eggs, however - Zechs is far more curious about the man himself. He watched him from the shoreline of the lake, seeing him catch those fish using his hands alone, eyebrows raised in interest.

"A handy skill," Zechs observed, impressed.

red | pokemon sun/moon

[thunderbolting]

▶1. EXISTENTIAL DREAD.

<sub>[ Consider him maybe one of the odd ones out, but waking up in a new environment was rather enthralling at first. His legs had traveled from region and region and ended up in Alola, and he was in a phase of his young adult life where he felt like he could settle for awhile. Still, old habits die hard, and ending up in a new place of exploration was exciting.. that is, until he realizes his lifelong companions that stayed cradled against his hip in their contains had gone missing. A twist of anguish seeped through him, but it quickly dissipated as he eased his breathing. There had to be more explanation to this. He hadn't even realized what had happened to him or anyone else and was thoroughly confused, but determined to stay calm.

Having woke in a very beige room with a poster on the ceiling (which.. what a weird looking Pokemon, it was very cute) did manage to give him some sort of wary comfort, but Red us pressing D for doubt right now. If he happens to see someone else fretting about their situation in the same room as him, he'll simply tap them on the shoulder and point up at the poster. It helped him, maybe it'll help you. ]</sub>

▶2. EGG.

<sub>[ He was not big on parties or any social gathering for that matter, but considering his legendary status back home, he had to accommodate for some. Especially if it included getting compensated for his time and appearance, so he had learned to just deal with it. The guy likes his money, no doubt. He's been getting paid by winning matches ever since he was a 11 years old, after all; one could say he's become quite the little greed.

He's presented with a choice of eggs— naturally he picks the scarlet one, cradling it in his arms as a blush slowly rises to his face. Red takes an inhale and does what every person does naturally when given and egg that they want to hatch.

He takes off power-walking, attempting to get as many steps in as possible.

That's how eggs hatched back home. He never questioned why, it was just what you did, okay, and after a good long while of walking, the egg would hatch. He had no idea where he was going and, if someone wants to observe, they may notice he's kind of walking in circles. It didn't matter where he went, he just needed to get steps in. Your character can. a. interrupt him and ask him what he's doing or b. interrupt him cause he's just collided with your character's shoulder.

In the back of his mind, Red wished he had his bicycle. It would make this process go along a lot quicker. ]</sub>

▶3. NO APPETITE.

<sub>[ There was a lot of anxiety that filled him by the time he was given some special meal. It looked like tonkotsu ramen and, as little as his expression shows, he delighted to have something to eat. That is, until he decides to investigate the paper egg.

Pop! Holy-fucking-shit.. give him a heart attack, why don't you? Confetti hits him in his stoic face and trickles all over him. He ignores a few lingering confetti that stick to his cheek and pulls out the note, reading it:

Your legs are looking nice today!
You're the very best, like no one ever was!
Your mom loves you even though you never call her back!

Moments later, the scene changes and Red is wandering around awkwardly with the bowl of ramen, trying to find anyone he could pawn it off to. Suddenly, he didn't feel like eating, but he didn't want to waste it. He approaches someone that looked hungry to him (maybe the character didn't; he couldn't read the atmosphere even he tried) and nudges them before holding out the bowl. ]</sub>

_{[ kinklist here and if you have any questions, feel free to pm or pp justaways !! ]}

2.

[fatefulprince]

[ <sub>Well Red certainly collided into something - not a shoulder. But a tail. This is actually not the first time that Corrin has managed to trip someone up with his tail since arriving here.

Truth of the matter is: The dragon has been watching the trainer pacing in a circle while holding his egg for ... a while now. Corrin was just -- so baffled. He kind of wanted to intervene and say hello. But he was so curious? And baffled? Was this how you hatched the eggs given out by the Peacekeeper? Did this guy have the ultimate technique figured out?

Gods. He's certainly going for it, isn't he?

Corrin's getting a bit sleepy watching him. Prior to watching Red power walking around, he was napping in the grass, and is content to resume this for the time being. With a gentle exhale, the dragon lays his head down in the grass to get comfortable again -- until he feels the prod of Red's foot jab his tail which has him flinch to alertness in surprise.</sub> ]

Will | Pokémon GSC/HGSS | Hugtopia CRAU

[twistedempathy]

May I Offer You:
[Well, well, well. What could be more peaceful than raising an egg? Will selects a zoisite egg for himself from where it was half-hidden in the grass, pale against his richly colored formal wear as he cradles it in his arms. And of course, any trainer worth their salt knows what they have to do to make an egg hatch, right?

Right! You have to walk with it, spend time with it, cultivate a special bond together and coax your new hatchling into the world with the warmth of friendship! Will can be found strolling about the simulation just about anywhere as he wanders, rubbing the egg encouragingly with a free hand and chattering to it.]

--or an animal? I guess it would be too much to expect a place like this to have Pokémon, huh..... But do animals usually have neat eggs like this? I could have sworn you were a Rock-type, you know! Your shell sure looks like it belongs to one. Maybe we could find someone to ask? Some sort of..... animal expert?

Pour Your Brother Another Round:
[Guess who has two thumbs and was used to finding lodgings during his Journey by chatting up strangers until he found someone interested enough to let him spend the night? This guy!

So don't be surprised if Will cruises up to join you at the bar, as close as though you were already friends. Strangers are just friends that you haven't gotten around to meeting yet, right?]

Ooh, that looks good! What are you having?

DTF Status: video; UN: canand
[The video's backdrop is by now the probably very familiar sight of the bar. Given where the camera is set up, it looks much like you're simply chatting with a friend over drinks; Will beams, leaning over the table and gesturing expressively with gloved hands as he speaks.]

Hi, everyone! My name is Will, and I'm new here. It's nice to meet you! This is all so much to take in, isn't it?

I was wondering if anyone might be in need of a roommate? It doesn't seem like we have anything like money here, but surely we could make some sort of arrangement? It's okay if your place is a little small, too; I don't mind getting cozy. ♥

[You might not be able to see the wink, thanks to his mask, but you can probably hear it. He could ask the question he wants to--is there anyone from Eos here? Cor? Regis? Verstael?--, but it doesn't really fit the tone he's trying to hit, so he refrains. This post is meant to be light and flirty, playfully glib, inviting.

If they're here, they'll either reach out to him, or he can ask around later. Either way, he needs to get his bearings before he finds anyone else, unless he wants to end up even more lost than he already is.]

Lost and Found:
[Does he know anything about gnomes? Not in the slightest. Does he know anything about fairies? Only a little, given some of the Pokémon he trains. It may look like he knows more than he really does though, considering the Celebi DTF following him--and how deftly it plucks a stolen item from another fairy that passes them by. Were you perhaps chasing it, trying to get your things back? Just passing by?

Either way, he's going to take a look. Hopefully it's nothing embarrassing!]

Ooh, what've you got there?

Wildcard:
[You know the drill! Hit me with your ideas, or any starters I don't have listed. Please be aware that Will is a psychic; let me know here or in his permissions if you do or don't want to play with any of that.]

May I Offer You

[zechs_isonfire]

[ Zechs was far, far from an animal expert, but really he's rather curious all the same, hearing the stranger monologue on and on to his egg as he walked by - ]

Do you really believe that will hatch into something you'll recognize?

[ Yes he's faintly suspicious, not exactly subtle about it either. ]

prince sidon. botw.

[jawsitivity]

cold-blooded.

E-excuse me.

[ The quivering voice still somehow carries. It feels quiet, to him, but Sidon never has had the best grasp on 'volume control' to begin with. Either way, it will become obvious the second someone turns at the voice just what kind of assistance he needs. The poor fishman has his arms wrapped around himself and is shivering near violently. ]

I-I had one of those drinks they offered, you see, and ever since- I've been dreadfully c-cold. Might you know wh-where I can go to warm up? [ Even with the moderate temperatures, he's downright freezing and feels as though he's going to ice over any moment. ] I-I appreciate it.

eggcellent day for a swim.

[ What do nesting instincts look like for a predator? A little bit different, as one might imagine! Sidon feels compelled to care for the red egg that he's aquired, of course, but that also includes- ]

Can you hold this for a moment, please? [ he'll ask. Whatever the response is, he'll gently transfer the egg into their hands before rocketing off towards one of the many rivers in the grasslands and diving right in. He breaks the water's surface with a grin at whoever held his egg for him and beckons them closer with a large hand. ]

Thank you! I wanted to ensure the safety of the water first before taking him with me. [ 'Him.'

Heavens help this fishman before he names it and gets really attached. ] I'm going to hunt for some extra food for when the little one hatches. If you'd like to join me, you can hop on! [ He turns around in the water, offering his back as a perch to sit on. ]

gnomes.

I'm watching you.

[ This is said very seriously to a small, seemingly inanimate garden gnome only a few feet in front of him. Sidon's arms are crossed and eyes narrowed as he enters a staring contest with the thing.

This... This might go on for a while if someone doesn't try and grab his attention instead. He is a very dedicated man. ]

wildcard.

(( ooc: you know what to do! hmu @ tentamenace or tentamenace#5341 on Discord if you wanna plot something out/do something else! ))

eggcelent

[of_altea]

Oh! Of course...

[ You know, Sidon, it's a good thing that Allura is used to meeting aliens, because some people might freak out a little bit if they were approached by a giant shark man like that. Instead, she holds the egg in her cupped hands like this is a normal sort of thing that happens to her every day and sighs as a sense of warmth and contentment washes over her. Huh.

When he reappears and offers to take her for a swim, she mentally shrugs and climbs down into the water. Why not? ]

How soon do you think the egg will hatch?

[ Asked as if this were his actual child. ]

quintalian. oc. ota (at your own risk)

[kinkprofessor]

if you like piña coladas.

Hm.

[ In his hands, there is a horn-tailed viper that's snaked around his wrists. Above its head there projects a screen that Quintalian is busy typing away at. While his hands are occupied, his tentacles aren't.

You read that right: his tentacles. Four of them have slithered out from beneath his sleeves and are holding one of each of the drinks as he types. One of the appendages brings the mojito close to his mouth so that he can drink a bit of it from a fun, curly straw. After a moment, he tilts his head and hums. ]

Causes a strange tingling sensation in the mouth in tandem with an increased desire to perform fellatio and/or cunnilingus. [ Don't mind him just saying this, openly, as he types it all out for his own personal notes. It's whatever. ] I wonder: Do the effects of the drinks stack? [ Time to find out as the mojito is pulled away and another drink comes to replace it.

Someone might want to stop him before he's suddenly feeling all five effects at once. Or not! ]

pixy dust.

Oh, don't make that sour expression at me.

[ He's talking to a pixie that he's trapped in a jar. The thing looks positively beside itself as it flits around the small, enclosed space and bumps against the glass walls futily. ]

I promise, I'll let you out once I've run a few tests.

[ He promises nothing and those tests are likely to be fatal. But, hey, she doesn't need to know that! However, someone else might want to stop him before he makes off with the poor pixie. ]

by the sea.

[ Excuse him as he sits on the shore and lets out a

✨ dreamy ✨

sigh while looking out at the mermaids who call the coral reef home. This might actually be heaven, honestly, if it's populated by such gorgeous creatures. ]

Look at them, [ he says, to whoever might be near. ] Those scales, that grace, and those teeth- [ Wait, what. ] How hard do they bite, do you think? Be honest with me.

[ siR ]

wildcard.

(( before anything, please hit up his permissions post if you'd rather opt-out! he's a very fucked-up kind of character and I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable.

otherwise, hmu @ tentamenace or tentamenace#5341 on Discord if you'd like to plot something! ))

no risk no reward and no pina coladas then that's no fun

[zechs_isonfire]

[ He's getting slowly used to the little creatures that have seemingly befriended others here - digital illusions that they were. It's been a while, though, since he's seen tentacles like that. ]

[ Zechs isn't put off. He just, slowly blinked. ]

[ The techobable was interesting, too. ]

What side effects have you documented thus far?

✿ fawn's OC containment zone! ✿

[dapples]

[ TLs for my OCs be here!! if you want to read about their faerie species and lore stuff, here's a website link! ]

✿ brambles ✿

[dapples]

[ _{ooc: GOOD DAY AMANI INHABITANTS... this is Brambles! he's a flower fairy of my own original species and his bio can be found here!} ]

MAY I OFFER YOU...

[ <sub>WELL... DYING WASN'T EXACTLY ON HIS TO-DO LIST... BUT... all things considered, he's not too upset about it!? Free alcohol? Free cake? Free egg!? Hell yeah!! This rocks!!

Anyone at the main bar will notice a very cheerful looking brunette with antlers on his head littered with red gerbera flowers. He has his red garnet egg in one arm, and a beverage in the other. Hell yeah. Specifically, he's got a glass of the red flame firecracker cocktail. It's red! Like his flowers! How could he resist!?</sub> ]

Haha! Think you're a bit too young to drink there, aren't you, my wee pal? [ _{yes he IS talking to the egg.} ] Don't worry! I'll polish this off on your behalf - you're welcome, haha! Cheers! [ _{he laughs to himself as he takes another sip of his cocktail. God, it's good! He's also grabbed himself a slice of spice cake but hasn't eaten it yet. Danger is imminent.} ]

PIXIES VS GNOMES (UH OH)

[ <sub>Cripes - he's only been dead for five bloody minutes and Brambles is already being harassed by pesky gnomes!? It was to be expected, really - after all, he was walking around sporting a pair of red fairy wings which would illustrate to anyone nearby that he was a faerie. The poor lad is oblivious to the trouble that has been brewing with the pixies...

But he's not like the mischievous pixies that the Peacekeeper has summoned! Honest!! He's a good boy! And -- well. If he gets an earful of accusation for misplacing people's things, then that's just how it has to be.</sub> ]

Erm ... what's with all the gnomes? _{... Why do they keep glaring at me?}

G'raha Tia | Final Fantasy 14

[cheezburger]

This is not my beautiful home

It's not every day you wake up to the news that not only you, but everyone else on your world has died and some mysterious being has seen fit to toss your soul into a new afterlife. That certainly doesn't happen every day and G'raha has neglected to file the possibility away in the back of his mind but try to keep a more optimistic outlook. He's in bed, having the most extraordinary dream...that has to be it.

It would have been better had this dreamweaving 'Peacekeeper' given him more than a set of clothes to traverse this new world with. If not his staff, at least even a small piece of Allagan tech would have been nice.

Sighing, he sets about doing the only thing a scholar-turned-adventurer can really do in these circumstances--carefully try to figure out the lay of the land. Or the city, as it is. It's fine, he's done this before and come out just fine.

He can be found just about anywhere in the city, poking around everywhere and anywhere he can get to. If a place looks recently occupied, he'll avoid it, but is willing to (hesitantly) talk to people he encounters, especially when he has questions.]

What a fascinating place this is...


Might I offer you eggs?

[In his explorations, G'raha has accumulated a number of eggs. Mostly blue, but there are several red and yellow ones in the cluster. He's built an almost proper 'nest' for them out of the softest flora and man-made items he could find and seems both very proud and very protective of it, checking the eggs frequently even though part of him knows they're okay. Probably.]

Do you know what sort of creature laid these?

[Is he talking to you? Or maybe to the gryphon settled next to the nearby manmade nest like it might actually be the creature in question.]


Pixies

[G'raha isn't a stranger to pixies. He's friends with one and tentative allies with many others, so he knows how they work and how best to interact with them to avoid any conflict.

Or so he thinks.

While he has managed to make friends with some pixies and convinced them to help him tidy up an abandoned (but apparently sound) small house, he's had to clarify several times what that means to him exactly.

It's culminated in the loss of his scarf and a shoe, the former of which is more sentimental than anything else, but he'd like both back nonetheless.]

Pardon me, have you seen a trio of pixies make off with a scarf? Or er...any footwear?

eggs

[ohhshrine]

[ Link has his own nest, but he's got it safe under a tree not too far from here. He feels mostly secure about that choice, though of course he'll have to go check on them soon enough.

He sees the gryphon before he sees G'raha, and he's on alert about that for a moment. He has no idea what kind of creature the gryphon is or whether it might be hostile. Many creatures in Hyrule are, and he has no other frame of reference. He also doesn't have any weapons here, which might put him at a disadvantage.

Then he sees G'raha, who doesn't look to be too bothered about the gryphon. ]

No.

[ He glances at the gryphon again, but...could that have laid them? He's not sure. ]

I want to keep them safe, though.

Xander | Fire Emblem Fates (Birthright)

[nohrianprince]

A - The Infirmary/Lobby

[The jarring experience of death aligned with this entire situation is a great deal to contend with. Things are being explained things and he's having a bit of a hard time digesting the information. It simply passes over and he'll simply process it all later.

Xander steps out of the infirmary all patched up, according to them. As he does he seals the clasps on his gauntlet and other pieces of armor that he insisted he keep. He is, after all, still a Prince of Nohr and he should dress and act the part despite the current situation.]

B - Egg Egg Egg

[Despite his best efforts the allure of cake does call to him. Life has been so incredibly hectic that the chance to indulge is too great to ignore. And it is, dare he admit it, quite delicious. Very soft and exceptionally sweet. Quite delicious, really. He hasn't partaken in such things in quite some time.

He's delicately forking another soft piece of cake when he notes the pale green egg. Xander feel a natural pull towards it. There's several different colors but the green is what pings him.]

Are these for eating as well?

[Unnatural colors, yes. But that's the least strange thing that's come about thus far.]

C - Have you seen this horse?

[All the strangeness he's encountered thus far aside this is easily one of his more frustrating conversations. This, gnome, he has learned is not being the least bit helpful.

They can give him all the horse shaped objects they want but it doesn't really scratch the heart of the matter. He tosses the stuffed plush horse over his shoulder and tries to get this across one more time. He's currently standing outside his current residence creating what can only be an unfortunate scene.]

No. It's a real horse. An actual living breathing horse. I'm not even sure it came with me.

[His patience is paper thin these days and this, believe it or not, is not helping.]

infirmary (which corrin will probably need again since this is birthright xander jkhJKSHFLH OH NO)

[fatefulprince]

[ <sub>It was not often that Corrin visited the infirmary in Amani. He remembered its existence vaguely from the point of arrival, and elected to seek it out after receiving a good few injuries from a man throwing rocks at him in his dragon form while believing that he was a "Pokémon" or ... whatever it was that he described. Just another day in this weird so-called afterlife. The care he received was pretty standard: a few bandages and adhesive dressings to send him on his way, with no major damage apart from some bruising and shallow cuts. The encounter with the strange man was what Corrin could safely consider the most alarming thing that had happened to him recently, but nothing could have prepared him for the sight he was about to witness once he emerged from the infirmary.

Corrin freezes in his tracks at the sight of the Nohrian prince - his big brother Xander.

Immediately, a flood of emotions washes over him: happiness, relief, excitement - but Corrin knew he had to resist any urge he had to rush over and hug his big brother in a show of unbridled affection. After all, it was behaviour that the stoic crown prince would no doubt be uncomfortable with, despite how utterly elated that Corrin was to see him. But there was another more important reason that stomped out any urge he had to rush over in a show of excitement over Xander's arrival, and that was the prospect that he may not be on civil terms with him. This was a learnt experience from an encounter that Corrin had already experienced here with Niles.

Niles came from a different branch of fate than Corrin. He met him as a Niles who didn't remember the alliance, didn't remember Hoshido and Nohr coming together as one, who considered Corrin a traitor - a coward who chose to flee. How could Corrin be certain that this Xander was from the same path of the alliance that he was? What if he was from the path that Niles had taken - or worse? The joy that the young prince felt knotted and twisted into anxiety at the prospect.

One way or another, he was about to find out. He approaches Xander cautiously, eyes wide - voice almost cracking.</sub>]

Big ... brother ...?

Thanatos | Hades |

[deathhascome]

A - Lobby

[Dead? He is Death! He can't die. And yet all evidence points that this is indeed the conclusion. He hovers about the Lobby, wringing his hands together. Nervousness and anxiety flutter about deep in his chest at the information he has. He's dead. And yet he has his powers? Some of them, at least. But not his scythe. And he also can't teleport home.

The ringing gong of his attempts to do just that are loud in the small room. So he stops.

He'll do the only thing he can... It's not night. In fact it's quite bright but maybe his prayers will be heard back home. Maybe... Everything he has learned says that it won't but... maybe...

Thanatos clasp his hands together and closes his eyes. Maybe Mother Nyx will hear him.]

B - Compliments to the Chef

[Thanatos doesn't eat much or at all really. Yet the plate of food set before him in this lobby is all things he'd enjoy eating if he did it frequently. Figs, pomegranates, olives and cheese. It all looks truly impeccable. He delicately chews on one of the pieces of cheese, looking over some of the other food stuffs before his eyes fall on the paper egg.

Curiosity tells him to open it, which he does. Scattering the paper all over his meal but a note also tumbles out. The words within said note are... very touching, really. Full of compliments and how good he is at his job. He is, of course, quite good at his work but such words are not spoken outloud often nor does he need to hear it. Besides... How good can he truly be if he's here when the dying are... back home? If there are any left home? The concept is still difficult to take hold of. He can't comprehend that there are no more voices to answer to. No more work to be done or threads to cut. Thanatos shakes his head and sets the paper aside. It is probably some generic thing and not meant specifically for him. Instead of dwelling on it he beings plucking out the paper that fell into his plate after opening the egg. ]

!!!! Lobby

[haveyoutriednotdying]

[Well, Thanatos has gotten someone's attention, though it's not Mother Nyx and it's not from his prayers.

It's not the first time he's heard that familiar guh-dong here, and last time it had been a false alarm, but that's not going to stop him from checking again! And his (somewhat more frantic with every ringing gong) efforts are worth it when he stumbles on Thanatos and launches himself at his twin without further thought.]

Than! I knew you'd come to find me! [Are those tears being pressed to Than's shoulder along with Hypnos' face? Wow he hasn't cried in front of him since they were very young, but the relief of seeing him again is just that strong.] You sure took your time, though!

Byleth Eisner but with boobs | Fire Emblem: Tree Houses

[fiveyearnap]

1. a lost item?

[ When you first see Byleth, you might notice that she has taken off her coat and is using it to collect as many eggs as she possibly can with a look of intense concentration on her face.

Will you approach her?
🠊 Yes
    No ]

2. always DTF

[ Configuring her DTF is relatively easy, even for someone who didn't know what a computer was until twenty minutes ago. It's fascinating how the image comes together out of nothing, and... well, it's a bird. She wasn't sure what she was expecting. It's a bird, and it's tiny, green and blue feathers flashing as it turns its head this way and that to look at her. This is a reflection of her soul? Really?

'As if there could be any doubt! Have you forgotten me so quickly?' says the bird in a familiar voice. Ah. Of course. ]

Sothis.

[ Byleth isn't sure if anyone else can hear the bird, or if it speaks only to her, just like Sothis did. Either way, it's nice to hear that voice again--comforting. She cups the little bird in her palms and smiles fondly. ]


3. hold her liquor

[ Her students might not know this, but Byleth is the kind of person who can drink men twice her size under the table if she's properly motivated. She doesn't love liquor or anything, but at this point in her life, it takes her back to her mercenary days, sitting around a campfire and passing around a flask between the members of the company, telling stories.

That's probably why she picks up not one, but two of the firecracker drinks. Do you catch her sipping on the red one, or the blue one? ]

4. wildcard

[ you know what to do. ]

[dadministrator]

[He'd grown used to seeing Byleth flitting about the monastery, over their time together. A flash of streaming mint tresses darting across the courtyard, or turning the corner as she ducked into a classroom..... Sometimes it felt like she never stopped moving. She was often just as busy as he was.

He's gotten used to a different sight, on the island and now here--shorter hair, but so much taller. Broader shoulders, sharper features, a deeper voice. He can't tell what exactly she's holding, but just the sight of her at a distance is enough to give Seteth a start.]

Professor?

Colm O'Connell | OC

[cantseame]

1. EGG -

Waking up in some strange place is startlingly normal for the young magician. The whole 'being dead' thing either didn't really register with him, or didn't terribly bother him. It was hard to tell. Of course, it could also be the influence of the Egg that's on his person. Floating, perhaps? If one looks closely enough, you might catch the shimmer of spectral tentacles emerging from his person, gently cradling the Red Garnet egg.

Equally holding his interest is his DTF, which has taken on the form of a gently drifting Jellyfish hovering alongside him and occasionally mirroring his movements. "Let's hope you're a wee bit less volatile than other familiars I've dealt with."

2. TAASUNNI -

Perhaps a bit earlier in his arrival, one can find Colm in a place he can easily center himself; On the beach, gazing out at the horizon. He's quiet, asides from the occasional noise of disagreement to his DTF where it's clearly trying to nudge him along somewhere, but he doesn't have the mind or mood for it. Whatever this place is, and whatever killed him, he was firmly set on the idea of figuring it out.

After awhile and perhaps a bit of requisite brooding, he'll be testing himself to see if his body feels any different. What might catch someone by surprise would be a sudden gust of wind, strange lights, or a gout of flame seemingly emerging from nothing near him. While it's nothing terribly destructive, each phenomena repeats a few times before he moves onto the next, seeming satisfied with whatever result he was examining.

3. WILDCARD -
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Taasunni

[dadministrator]

The nice thing about the beach is how peaceful and scenic it is, isn't it? Colm can be alone with his thoughts, staring out to sea and running through his magical routine. Except.....

Well, he isn't quite alone with his thoughts. Not when the results of his spells are so flashy. At some point, one of the windows on the nearby seaside cottage opens. For a while, Seteth is content to simply lean out and watch curiously, arms folded on the windowsill. Eventually though, he speaks up, shading his eyes against the glare of flames. "Is something on your mind, young man?"

Seteth suspects he knows what's on his mind, given that he doesn't recognize him. But better to let him talk about things on his own terms, at his own pace, yes? If he even feels like doing so at all with a stranger, that is.

Edmond | NU: Carnival

[sweetsinthesheets]

Eggies
[It's no surprise that, when the knight finds an aquamarine egg, though mottled with fragments of garnet, he takes it. With his entire blue and white color motif, it's only natural, of course. And it does soothe the heavy irritation he's been feeling since arriving.

[Him, dead? Sure, it's possible, but he doesn't remember dying, no matter what anyone else says.

[The egg keeps attracting his attention while he carries it around, often stopping in order to peer at it. The feeling of not wanting to put it down is... strange, but since nothing hurts for it, he's more amenable to it.

[Well, whatever. Weird shit happens often enough in and around the Grand Sorcerer's manse.]


Wildcard
(Bring your own!)

[quieten]

[yakumo has been sullenly eating his vanilla cake, miserable that he'd died and that he'd left his grandmother, grandfather, eiden, and the rest of eiden's harem. he's occasionally peering around, his curiosity getting the better of him, when he spots a familiar head of blue, clad in mostly white.

it can't be!!!

he jumps up, running toward edmond.]

Sir Edmond!

eiden — nu: carnival

[silicone]

eggs in this trying time.

[ well, eiden has been through a lot. like. a lot. enough that when he arrives and has perhaps had his fill of cake and drink, he curls up somewhere with a blue jacket full of eggs (in all shades, garnet, aquamarine, citrine, and zoisite.)

should he be sleeping here? probably not. did he absolutely finish a very difficult task back home regulating an altar? absolutely. so he's going to take his well-deserved hero's nap with his precious cargo wrapped in his arm. there are crumbs left on a plate where vanilla cake once was and a little smear of buttercream left on his face from when he was chowing down.

he is too tired to care, hugging his jacket full of eggies closer. ]

Mmmrgh... five more minutes... bad dream...

wherever i roam (dtf).

[ eiden is pretty much exploring as much as he can, so you can pretty much find him anywhere. at his side, toddling along is a happy little pupper.

mostly, they are wandering the grasslands, enjoying all the open space and the curious abandoned homes. sometimes he's meandering into one that looks like it hasn't seen anyone's loving touch yet, deciding just what kind of tlc it might need to be called a home.

he may also be by the lake, just sitting on the pier with his legs drawn up kind of spacing out. there's worry etched in his brow even if his gaze looks far off. in his lap, his dtf is resting its head gently and he pets its fuzzy ears absent-mindedly. ]

Hope everyone's okay... wonder if they're looking for me...

pixies.

[ well here is eiden running as fast as he can and chasing after a pixie who seems to be holding... a shoe? just one shoe. his shoe. another is fluttering quickly behind it holding a shirt... (eiden why are they stealing your clothes) he yells: ]

When I get my hands on you—!

[ please help him because his dtf is just yipping happily along chasing after the pixies too like it's a game... ]

wildcard me!

[ feel free to contact me on discord at char#0009 or pm me! or just hit me with whatever you want, i'm flexible. ]

wherever i roam!

[fatefulprince]

[ <sub>The lakeside is where Corrin's treehouse was situated - on most days, the prince found himself on the unfinished wooden balcony, gazing out at the lakefront to clear his head and calm himself. This day in particular, however, the dragon prince noticed a person he hadn't seen before gazing out at the lake. Hm ... he didn't have any company with him, and he looked ... kind of pensive. Corrin couldn't help but watch him. Ever compassionate and kind, he wondered if he would need a friend.

His own DTF, a winged dragon/dog hybrid, was alerted to the fact that this stranger's DTF was also a dog. Ocean really loved to mingle with other dog DTFs. Corrin didn't really understand why. Perhaps it was that natural canine instinct in his coding? Or maybe it was a reflection of Corrin's soul and his inclination to try and befriend everyone he crosses paths with?</sub> ]

Dog is down there! Go say hi to dog!

[ _{He turns and raises an eyebrow at his DTF, who is practically vibrating.} ]

... I'm gonna say hi to the guy. You can say hi to the dog, though.

[ _{And so Corrin makes his way down his treehouse and onto the grass, walking over to where the brunette was sat gazing out at the lake. His demeanour is friendly, with his voice ever kind and gentle. Ocean, on the other hand, looks as if he can't contain his excitement at the sight of another dog.} ]

Hey there, are you all right?

Corrin - FE Fates (Conquest)

[littleprincess]

Eggs and Cake are a balanced breakfast

"Whoa, an egg!" Corrin had been warned a number of times that you weren't supposed to pick up eggs in case the mother bird didn't come back to them thanks to the smell of human, but, this poor little guy was just out on his own! She lifted the aquamarine egg up off the floor. "Where did you come from?" She swipped her head from left to right, hoping to spot a nest or a flock of birds that the ostrich sized egg might have come from. "Huh. Okay, well I guess you can hang with me for a while until we find your Mama." She kept it in her hand as she wandered through to the bar and swipped a plate of cake to eat.

"Hey, excuse me, have you seen any nests around here?" She would ask, arm wrapped around the egg in front her. "I think someone got lost on their way home." Corrin made for an admittedly strange sight, sat in her full Nohrian armour, legs swinging on the barstool slightly as she inhaled cake but steadfastly barefooted.

Mind our Mess

Corrin was at her heart a little bit nosy.

She peered over the edge of the drop - having already pushed the doors open out of morbid curiosity. "Hmm. One good jump would do it." She pondered out loud before turning around and walking away a few paces, starting a little jog forward to mark out how far she would get to do a run up and--

!!!

Oh no, someone was watching. "I wasn't going to do it! I was just thinking about it." She exclaimed.

[ooc: Please be gentle, I'm voicetesting. If you want to, you can hit me up on plurk @pantiestealer or on disco@clarabe11a#6969]

Eggies

[fiveyearnap]

Byleth freezes when a new voice calls out to her and glances over at the armored girl. Her arms are positively brimming with eggs of every color.

"A nest?"

Truth be told, it hadn't even occurred to her to look for a nest. There were eggs strewn about which could be returned to their proper owners or gifted to people as a means of endearment. She considers it for a moment then shakes her head.

"No nests. No loose feathers, either." Which are indicative of avian parents hanging about (and it's a shame she hasn't found any, too, because people from Fódlan at least fucking love feathers). Then again, these don't look like any bird eggs she's ever seen before.

Naoto Kurogane | Blazblue

[divinereaper]

may i offer you an egg

[ naoto, for all intents and purposes, wanted to stay away from the eggs. it was only natural. but something about them drew him in, and he hated how easily he was falling for their allure. so now, here he was, aquamarine egg in hand.

wow, was it just him, or did he feel a lot more... at peace? like he could let his guard down, and he'd know he wouldn't get attacked? that was nice, not worrying about anything. he decided that taking the egg would be the best course of action, and if he found himself bumping into anyone, he would only grin goofily. ]

Sorry, did I bump into you? I didn't mean for that to happen!

mind our mess

[ a ballroom. a stinky ballroom. wow, that's a treat.

naoto didn't know what he expected, but it certainly was not that. for the most part, he found himself circling the room with a curious look in his eye despite the neutrality the rest of his face had. there had to be more to it, but he couldn't be too suspicious. he doesn't exactly know how 'friendly' the peacekeeper was, and he didn't want to find out. but now that he's made his rounds at least twice... ]

Geez, how opulent do you want this place? It's bordering on gaudy. [ he huffs. ] Why do you even need this kind of place anyways...

wildcard/ooc

[ if ya'll need me for plotting or things i can be found here on plurk divinereaper ]

mind our mess!

[grandtrashking]

I've been wondering that myself. It'd be nice if it gave us better things, and not fancy dress things.

[Don't mind Tooru, being huffy and agreeing with Naoto, he's just as irritated. If not more, having been in this place for two months now.]