January Test Drive Meme

[hugtopiamods]

January (Lasra) Test Drive Meme
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The first few months of the new year in Havenwell are chilly, a little blustery, and full of energy as everyone braces for the months to come, as well as anticipate whatever new changes their little corner of the world will have in store for them. Ever grateful to the gods who grant them safety and the offworlders who bring them hope, locals clean the streets of snow and go about their lives with the kind of energy that flesh and blood folk might find envious. Hopefully their gracious attitude will give newcomers some comfort in the midst of Havenwell's strange situations.

If you are curious about the situation of the city at large, have a look at our current World Status Page!

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❥ PROMPT I: Your Yearly (Mis)Fortunes

At each temple along all the other celebrations and games, you can also find a separate booth that has a strange and unreadable Aellyn script on it. The robot sitting behind the booth has their face covered with a strip of fabric that obscures it completely, but it calls out to you when you walk by. It offers you an ancient-looking wooden container with a single small hole at the top. If you take it, it mimes shaking the container and tipping it over. Do as they say and a wooden stick pops out of the top with that same strange script on it. The robot takes a look at what you got and takes the container back, passing you a single strip of paper with reverence. "Keep your fortune close or learn to let it go," it says, and then looks to find another patron. Turn your paper over and discover what your fortune holds for you.

• Big Luck:
"The world shall become your limitless bounty, until you choose to rely on others." After reading your fortune, the world does indeed seem limitless. Or maybe it's just large? Everything around you has suddenly gained in size. The fortune-teller's booth seems like a mountain. The stones under your feet like a massive raft. Has the world suddenly grown? Nope, you've just shrunk down to about 5 to 6 inches tall. Everything you were holding and on your person is also proportional to your new size. Hopefully you can find someone to carry you around for a bit because only by being carried will you return to your natural size. As an option, this can happen to you again randomly at any time during the month so long as you keep the paper fortune on you.

• Medium Luck:
"All that glitters is gold for you until another helps you out." After reading your fortune, nothing much seems to have overtly changed. And you probably won't notice anything until the next time you try to eat something. Any time your hands touch any food or anything that can be used to feed yourself, it explodes into glitter and your communicator rings as a deposit of Dora is made into your bank account. This seems pretty awesome at first, until you realize you can't eat anything and you're getting hungry. You may need to get someone else to feed you your next meal, after which the curse seems to have been broken. However, you have the option to have this effect happen again randomly at any time during the month so long as you keep the paper fortune on you.

• Small Luck:
"The smallest things can bring the biggest rewards." After reading your fortune, nothing much seems to have changed until you return home and find all of your pillows, blankets, and bedding have turned much, much too small for you. If you're an adult, the bedding is now the size suitable for a baby. If you are a child, you're looking at something small enough for a large doll. Any bedding you try to borrow changes its size as well, and it seems the only thing that can change them back is to share your bed or a blanket with someone else for a night. When you wake up from your nap or your slumber, everything will be back to normal. As an option, you can have this effect happen again randomly any time during the month so long as you keep the paper fortune on you.

• Bad Luck:
"The love of an animal is almost as strong as the love of your fellow people." After reading this fortune, all the temple animals turn and look at you in unison. They seem to be drawn toward you, literally, as they begin to converge and run toward you like a tidal hoard in an attempt to cuddle you. You best run or they threaten to bury you under their mass, and they'll keep chasing you until you find comfort in the arms of another - whether that's climbing on top of them to get away or jumping into their arms to avoid the tidal wave of mice - as soon as you cling to someone else, the animals seem to lose interest. You can optionally have this effect activate again at any time during the month so long as you keep the paper fortune on you, creating a new stampede of animals of any variety that try to love you just a liiiittle too much.

❥ PROMPT II: Festive Flora Festoons

They're trying to keep the holiday spirit going with some greenery among all the cold wintery snowy weather! All around the city, over doorways, strung across roads and walkways, threaded in entryways and hallways alike, people can find colorful wreaths and garlands hung overhead. Prominently displayed among the Rawna-centric ribbons and synthetic greens are real live plants! It seems the natives have picked up on the idea of holiday decorations involving seasonal flora and other decor to brighten the darker winter days. Sadly, it seems they've missed the mark on what kinds of plants are meant to be involved. Here and there, people can find all manner of plant strung up from things that look like ivy to pine-adjacent trees to weird decorations that miss the 'plant' mark entirely. Moreover, it seems these decorations are being tampered with by the gods in a haphazard manner. Some, not all, of these decorations carry a strange field around them, affecting people when they walk beneath them. Watch out, offworlders! While the natives are also getting caught sometimes, you're the most susceptible to this mysterious meddling.

♥ Mistletoe: Some of these plants are actually mistletoe, and for those familiar with the Earth tradition, they carry the same effects. On occasion when you and another person walk under the mistletoe, an invisible force field springs up, trapping you both in a six foot circle beneath the plant. Any attempts to destroy the decoration does nothing to dispel the field and teleportation does nothing but bounce you to the other side of this odd bounded circle. For those in know, they may have an inkling of what needs to happen to escape this little trap: positive physical contact in the form of hugs or kisses! Platonic kisses on the hand and cheek do seem to work for some people, though, so maybe you can both escape this without too much embarrassment? ...Maybe?

♥ Missile...toe??: Some of the plants around town have brightly colored stockings and socks hung in them. The natives seem to think that hanging footwear is an integral part of the offworld winter tradition, so they've carried it over to Lasra. On occasion, when you and another person are caught under these decorations, a cloud will form overhead and begin pelting both of you with tiny foam darts. The cloud moves with you both and will give chase for an indeterminate amount of time. It even seems that it can follow you indoors, which is entirely illogical but so is a cloud blitzing you with foam darts and here we are. It isn't omnipotent though and quick thinking or some fancy moves can throw it off your trail for awhile. The only problem is you and the other person can't seem to get more than six feet apart from one another, so you better come up with an action plan to either dispel the cloud or figure out a way to elude it or you'll be spending your day annoyed at the constant barrage of toys.

♥ Verdant veritas: This is just getting weird now. Some of the garlands have miniaturized versions of entire trees hung upside down from them. These trees range from off-colored pines to what passes for this world's version of plastic palm trees to miscolored birches, oaks, and fruit trees. Most of these trees are plastic, but it can be a little strange to see a scaled down tree hanging into the roadway. Getting caught under one of these with another person when they go haywire will trap you both in an entirely uncomfortably small circle of 3 feet from one another. The only way to widen it is to tell the other person a truth about yourself that they may not know. With each truth you tell, the circle widens by 1 foot until it snaps at some indeterminable point. For some, this might just be 2 truths and you're free. For others it might be 20. The natives tend to get caught by this one the most, so at least you have examples of what needs to happen should you find yourself trapped!

♥ Berries aplenty: Some of the decorations are filled with red and white berries hanging in clusters. These are the most innocuous seeming of all the garlands and, since the berries are small enough, the easiest to miss. They do, however, seem to be causing quite a stir with anyone caught beneath it. When you and another person walk beneath these garlands, you'll find yourselves trapped with one of you suddenly wearing a Santa outfit projected over your normal clothes like an illusion. You cannot escape the six foot circle under the berries unless you sit on Santa's lap and tell them what you really really want for the holidays. You've been a good person/robot/cat/creature this year, right? The gods hope so because only those on the Nice List who say what you want and mean it get to leave the clutches of the berries.

❥ PROMPT III: The Weather Outside (and Inside) is Frightful

To some, the best part of winter is the beautiful snowy landscape and Aellyn is delivering on that this year. All across Havenwell, the snow is drifting down in lazy, cozy piles that turn the city even more picturesque than usual. It's a lovely sight and even the natives are enjoying it by doing things like building snowrobots, snow forts, snow sculptures, and snow fights! Some of the less jolly ones are grumbling about the need to shovel the snow to keep roads and walkways clear, but overall the city seems to be enjoying the weather.

The grumbling might be justified, however, because at random times and in random places all over the city, the gentle drifts of snow suddenly become small localized Snowpocalypse pockets! Small storm clouds will whip up in pocketed areas, dumping feet upon feet of snow all at once before dissipating. These massive snow drops have the potential to trap people inside homes, businesses, in doorways, or even bury them outside. If you're unlucky enough to be caught outside, you'll need to cuddle up to keep warm until you or the locals can dig you out. If you're stuck inside, you better start digging out from your doors or you might be stuck for awhile. The cold of these snow drops seem to seep in through the walls, making even those inside want to cuddle up for warmth before either digging themselves out or awaiting rescue.

The gods must not know the saying, "All things in moderation" when it comes to snow!

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Have fun however you like with the setting! Make a network-style toplevel, make up other prompts based on the general setting, go wild. Havenwell is your oyster.

This TDM is for the February-March application rounds. If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the FAQ or to the Mod Question thread below. The reservation rounds begin 3 days before the next application round at 10:00PM EST and our applications will run from the 2nd 10:00PM EST to 9th 10:00PM EST of the following month.

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[hugtopiamods]

Katsuki Bakugou | My Hero Academia

[hot_handed]

I: Bad Luck (Network)

Shitty fucking animals keep being shitty and following me. But it's fine. Because

I am their God now.

II: Verdant veritas

[The almost permanently angry blonde is tapping his foot impatiently, arms crossed.]

I'll give you one truth.

[Mind made up, he steps forward, his palm sparking as he moves toward the upside down plastic tree.]

I'm going to kill this shitty decoration, and the asshole who put 'em up here in the first place!

III

Fuck-!

[The snow came out of nowhere, and now Katsuki stands in the cafe, holding his coffee mug as he stares out the window in irritation. He finally takes a sip of his latte-

And drops his mug in disgust.]

What is this shit?! I ain't gonna waste my time in a shitty cafe that serves me sugar with coffee-

[He walks over to the front doors and pulls at it. Pulls at it again. Finally-]

Okay, so I'm gonna have to blow up this section.

III

[pinkxeno]

[ Katsuki wants to get out and Mina wants to get in! It's way too cold outside, and realizing there was a cafe nearby, she goes straight towards the door, using her quirk to melt away any of the snow that is blocking it.

When Bakugou opens the door, he will be greeted with a familiar pink girl dripping slimy acid onto the snow, a bit surprised to see the door opening with the blizzard going on.

And then there is a familiar face, right in front of her - ]

Eh- BAKUGOU?!!

Otoya Ittoki | Uta no Prince-sama

[happymelody]

Your Yearly (Mis)Fortunes

First of all, getting bad luck is sad and makes Ittoki frown. However, reading the text... it doesn't seem that bad? Who wouldn't want animals to love you? Ittoki pockets the fortune as a few closest dogs run over to him. And true to the fortune, they're immediately jumping at him and he seems happy about it.

"Awww, hey there puppies!" It's kind of hard to stay in balance with the guys jumping up and down trying to get him down to cuddle better.

Then more of the animals starts showing up in huge numbers, running towards him with scary speed. Ittoki looks up at them.

And realizes, finally, why it's called bad luck. He starts running with every single animal behind him and more joining in as he goes.

"HEEEEEEEeeelp!!"


Festive Flora Festoons

You're heard of mistletoe, now get ready for... missiletoe. Ittoki is startled the first time foam dart hit him. He was just passing by and happened to walk under the same plant with someone else.

"Wh-What? Why is it raining darts?!" Not that they hurt, but it's weird?? Ittoki tries dodging them and is successful a few times, but otherwise the cloud seems to be determined to move with him. "One thing after another, this really is bad luck."


The Weather Outside (and Inside) if Frightful

Ittoki's "bad luck" as he's named it now, comes to beautiful finish when he's buried into snow outside. He really wonders how he ended up making the whole world mad at him for making him go through all of this.

"A-Anyone nearby? I'm stuck..."



[ooc: Feel free to use brackets if you want, I'll match you.]

where is Lancer to dig people up when she needs him for that

[greedyvixen]

[Rin just happens to be nearby, while she's going around in this new world, when she hears someone calling for help.]

Huh?

[She almost asks where--? But then she sees someone buried in snow near her, well that explains it and she walks over to grab the person's hand in an attempt to pull them away from there. Maybe it will work or maybe it won't, hopefully she'll have more ideas if it doesn't work.]

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[the4united]

Devon picks up of the sound of paws nearly stampeding across the ground combined with the barks and yips of what sounded like an absolute herd of animals long before Ittoki cried out. Instead of reacting in a normal way to that call for help, Devon just stands still and glances behind him with his head tipped slightly sideways.

What is this guy so worried about anyway? Does he think the animals are going to attack him? Devon doubts it. He knows the sound of angry animals and this definitely isn't it.

"What's wrong?"

Lan Wangji | The Untamed

[taciturnly]

𝔹𝔸𝔻 𝕃𝕌ℂ𝕂

( as if lan wangji would even move an inch when a literal fluffle is hopping his way. hundreds, maybe more. he’s used to them. more than people, more than touch, and he stands there undisturbed, a ghost of a smile curling his lips. now that is a rare sight, soon to be buried under a giant pile of bunnies, probably, but don’t worry about him. there are worse ways to go. )

𝕍𝔼ℝ𝔻𝔸ℕ𝕋 𝕍𝔼ℝ𝕀𝕋𝔸𝕊

( you don’t know him. he doesn’t know you. or does he? he barely knows himself. but lan wangji doesn’t tell lies. unless you consider silence a diversion, a way to bypass the truth. one thing he does know is that his personal space is dangerously compromised, and he’s already started sweating.

it’s there in the crook of his palms, moist. his knuckles have already gone white around the pommel of his blade, a hint of nervous aggravation in the crease between his brows. unless you want to be glared at for the rest of forever, you may as well start spilling the beans now. )

𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕎𝔼𝔸𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝕀ℕ𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔼 𝕀𝕊 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋𝔽𝕌𝕃

( less frightful, and more glacial. kind of like lan wangji’s entire demeanor, when you aren’t privy to the flame that burns deep where his heart still stutters. it beats enormous, but it’s well-guarded, and unadapted to handle the warmth of others. so even as the door swings open to reveal another made of snow, even as wisps swirl inside and find a home around him, lan wangji doesn’t budge, bare-handed as he readies himself to dig his way out.

he’s used to the dark. he’s used to the cold. )

the weather inside is frightful

[weiward]

[is wei wuxian privy? he's definitely had some icy lan looks tossed his way, from uncle and nephew alike.

it's only been a couple of weeks since he arrived in havenwell himself, and while it hasn't been terrible at all (notice how few rules there are), he was still relieved when he dodged a dump of snow and found himself sheltered with his friend.

so much for his warm reunion...]

Eh...Lan Zhan, tell me you're not thinking what I think you're thinking?

[he peeks over his shoulder. wait, he's really just trying to huddle against his back for warmth. wei wuxian knows from experience that you gotta be sneaky to pull that off with lan zhan.]

kaeya alberich | genshin impact

[abyssheart]

medium luck;
["All that glitters is gold" should have been enough warning, Kaeya thinks, staring at his cup blankly. Just some mulled wine, perfect for the frigid weather, which became glitter once he tried to actually drink it.

So now he's covered in glitter, because his surprised coughing certainly didn't help. Getting glitter out of fur is going to be an utter pain, which probably shouldn't be Kaeya's main concern, but he has to admit after the initial surprise it's kind of funny.

Mildly concerning if this is going to happen to everything he tries to eat or drink, though.

He stands up from the table he'd commandeered, doing a futile job of brushing himself off.]

Excuse me. I'll cover the cleaning costs, but for now I need to go find a fortune teller.

[Because they should have more insight than anyone else on how to get rid of this.]

missile toe;
[Kaeya's been watching the decorations going up around the city, and it hasn't taken him long to figure out that the greenery is more than a little enchanted. He has also learned that under no circumstance does he want to end up under a tree with someone else. Secrets and truths? No thanks! There doesn't seem to be any sort of rule on how many or how important the truths need to be, and Kaeya's not about to spill any of his.

(He... Has been noting down anything he could hear from others trapped underneath the trees. Might as well take advantage of it!)

Still, he was expecting the plants to be dangerous, not stockings. He watches the cloud form with mild amusement, before turning to his companion. The first dart shoots out, and it plonks into the fur ruff on his shoulder.]

How fast can you run?

[Because, if this works the way all the other traps have worked, they won't be able to get very far apart.]

wildcard;
[What it says on the tin! This is just voice testing to see if I'd rather change up my characters and not a guarantee for apping, but what are TDMs for?]

Random.org hates me

[dawnphoenix]

[Diluc had pulled a fortune himself, and was now standing on the table, about half a foot tall. The "Big Luck" had shrunk him apparently. Sticking the fortune in his pocket, he's stuck looking up at Kaeya, the one person he wouldn't normally ask for help.]

Take me with you.

[He'll put up with the fact his brother's a disco ball.]

medium luck

[iustaegis]

[ She just happens to be nearby when he has a small glitter accident. Her first thought as she sees him doused in golden glitter is this: he is shiny-- blinding, even, by how he sparkles, to the point that she lifts up her free hand to shield her eyes because the light catches all of that glitter just so.

Only after a moment does she lower her hand, revealing a sympathetic smile. This poor man... ]

A fortune, mm...? [ This sort of enchantment has happened before in Havenwell. When was it, oh, about a year ago? Luckily, she recalls the solution from back then. ] The answer's a little easier than that, sir.

Lancer (Cu Chulainn) | Fate/Stay Night: Unlimited Blade Works | Prismatica CRAU

[battlefrenzy]

Your Yearly (Mis)Fortunes

[At first the fortune had seemed like a good deal. He got money easily, just like he had in Prismatica. Easy... except when he actually wanted to taste something. He didn't exactly need food, considering he was a servant living off of his Masters' mana reserves, but he did find occasionally eating fun.]

What a bother...

[Time to put a theory to test.]

Hey, can you feed that sweet to me? If I touch it, it'll just turn to glitter, but maybe if you do...

[He gives a charming wink.]


Festive Flora Festoons

[A truth about himself? Well fine, he might as well tell something to the poor person stuck with him. At least it's not Rin, because she basically knows anything he has to offer.]

I'm basically a demigod.



[ooc: or hit me with anything else. Want to get stuck under a mistletoe? Maybe get stuck inside because of snow? World is your oyster.]

[dawnphoenix]

A demigod huh?

[He scoffs. The hair is reminding him of his brother and he's not amused.]

I know at least one god.

[greedyvixen]

[Rin glances at the chocolate strawberry cupcake in front of him. It would be a shame if such a delicious looking cupcake would become -- glitter? Is he serious about that part? Well, it wouldn't be the weirdest thing they've seen and it's not like feeding each other is a very new thing between them after a year in another world... Though most of the time it has been Lancer feeding her. She smiles at him.]

Sure, let's test if that works.

[His Master grabs the cupcake and brings it close to his mouth, she should bring it just a little closer and he could eat it... But then she suddenly pulls it away from Lancer and takes one, big bite of it herself.]

White Blood Cell U_4989 | Cells at Work

[4989]

The Fuck is This
[ There is no way he should be able to survive outside of the human body, at least not for an extended period of time. Yet here he is, flesh and blood and of actual human size himself, walking among both multi-cellular other-worlder organisms and zero-cellular local-world robots alike.

Find him marveling at either at one of the locals or at some organic passerby from a distance, peeking around a wall, apprehensive. Because holy shit. Holy shit. He's outside the human body and this is so weird.

You might even hear him say beneath his breath in regards to the robots, ] Ehhhh... H-how are they alive?

[ Or when referring to non-locals, ] ...This can't be real...

The Fuck is That
[ Most of his diet consists of chowing down with his fellow leukocytes on bacteria and the like, and while it's not as if he's never hade cake before (aren't department parties great?), his expression is completely forlorn as he stares down at a slice of cake he's gotten to-go from one of the cafes around town. It just isn't the same!

Standing outside, he stares intensely down at the box containing a single slice of cake. He's hungry, really hungry, and he knows he can't survive without food.

He can't believe he's saying this. ] ....I miss bacteria stew.

What the Fuck
[ As someone who has absolutely not a ounce of color on him, he blends right into the snow pile that's trapped him.

A ghostly-white hand extends out from the pile, waving in your direction. ] H-help...

Wildcard
[ Open to other prompts above, too! ]

The Fuck is That

[ancientflower]

Uhm, pardon me?

[Had she heard right? Surely not...

Aerith moved a step closer to peer at the box too, then smiled brightly.]

The cake here at Affurgato is so good!

What the Fuck

[silversoldier]

[ Sephiroth is on his way home when he hears that plaintive cry. It takes him a moment to locate its source but when he does he wastes no time in grabbing that extended hand and hauling the person up from the snow as if he were a ragdoll.

Sephiroth sets the man on his feet and with his mission accomplished makes to be on his way. It's not that he's actively trying to be rude but more that he's a very focused and unsociable person. ]

Jecht | Final Fantasy X

[fathersday]

A: Arrival

[ For someone who's... not alive, he's certainly settling in quite well to this new environment. For one, he's already found a ball that's suitable for some activity, and he's currently kicking it back and forth upon his knees for some exercise, striking it against an already-crumbling wall to allow it to rebound before volleying it back.

At least he has the decency to practice in the outskirts of the city ruins! Because during one particular kick, the ball strikes the center of the wall, knocking it down entirely. Maybe you've been caught in the collapse, the dust cloud that follows, or happen to find the wayward ball in the aftermath. ]

...Oops.

B: Making Money Move

[ Look how creative this man is, he's found a piece of scrapmetal and, with some fire, he's torched the following in big, bold letters across the sign:

WILL HOLD HANDS FOR DORA

He's set the sign up beside him in an inconvenient the most opportunistic spot, i.e. right at the intersection of a walkway, outside of a popular dress shop, or beside the VR cafe. ]

Oi, watch the sign.

Wildcard

[ Jecht can be found wandering around Havenwell, chilling atop of roofs, stuck beneath mistletoe, or looking around the residential buildings for a place to stay. ]

B (because lol!)

[callmegladio]

[Gladio wasn't paying much attention until a voice called out to him. Only then did he stop to look and couldn't help a grin. Alright, enterprising. It's a wonder no one else had done that. Though he did remember his passing thought of wearing a sign/shirt that boasted 'free hugs', he's just never gotten around to it.]

Clever.

How's it worked out for you so far?

A

[ancientflower]

[Something crashed in front of her sending up a cloud of dust that enveloped her quickly.

Aerith stumbled back a few steps coughing, a hand lifted to cover her mouth and nose. Her hair was dusty white now, same as her clothes. She sneezed.]

I... I'm alright!

A AND YES PLEASE TO JECHT <3

[silversoldier]

[ Sephiroth watches all of that happen from a safe distance but it isn't until the wall comes down that he decides anything of interest has actually happened. Cue him dropping down from the roof of the nearby building where he had been perched and moving in closer to investigate. ]

What are you doing?

Yotsuyu goe Brutus || Final Fantasy XIV

[taintedmoon]

1/ Why? (Big Luck)
[ When you think of "Pocket Monsters," odds are Pokemons come to mind. Yet on this bright and beautiful day, it would appear the term took on a new meaning. Indeed, Yotsuyu is certainly pocket-sized at this moment, and most would agree to call her a monster.

She's not calling for help though. Instead she's trying to climb the booth where that stupid robot is residing, very much intent on giving it a piece of her mind. Of course she sounds and looks exhausted, it's really like climbing a small mountain for someone her size! Oh, and she also sounds like a chipmunk. That kind of goes hand-in-hand with the reduced size. ]

Oh, how delightful dying had been... [She takes a brief pause to take her breath. From her perspective, she doesn't sound like a chipmunk, she just assumes her words won't carry to other people. Two big mistakes.] Why, I would say death is the best thing to have ever happened to me...!

[ She continues climbing the booth, until she reaches a dead end. She would have to take a leap to reach another scalable part of that damn booth. Risky but hmpf. What does she have to lose really? ]

But of course, no... Why would I be-- [Leaping, and... She lands on the right spot, even if only barely!] Allowed such mercy?

[ She takes a moment to consider the next bit of her little adventure. This next part is much too dangerous to climb... Even someone with experience would struggle. So, what chance did someone lacking in experience and physical prowess stand? None, probably. But that's not gonna stop her. She is going to reach that robot, she is going to yell at it and she will be given her rightful size back. ]

But if they think I'm gonna go around hug people and ask for help-- A-aah!

[ And lo, it finally happens. A missteps, she wavers, she falls and with the world's tiniest impact sound she faceplants right onto the ground. She remains motionless for a moment, until she finally pushes her right hand against the ground, starring furiously into nothing. ]

...They're sorely mistaken...

[ Okay, she may actually need help, even if she'll hate you for it. ]


2/ God Why? (Bad Luck)
[ Is that an athlete, training for the next olympics? And why... Is that a stampede about to devastate the entire place?? You would be forgiven for thinking so! Unfortunately, it is nothing as glorious as an athlete training nor as exciting as a stampede wrecking the place.

No, it's just Yotsuyu running away from far too clingy animals. And it's quite impressive actually. She's probably been running for ten minutes straight and shows no signs of slowing down, in spite of how visibly exhausted and horrified she looks. She's just about ready to collapse and sleep for twelve hours straight, but something keeps her running. A mysterious source of energy... What ever could it be?

Perhaps it is the prospect of being cuddled by a horde of affectionate and cute animals... Yes, that would do the trick for about anyone. Well, now is as good a time as any to ask for help... But, urgh, the very thought makes her shiver. Asking someone for help? That may just be an even worse fate. It's hard to decide and time's running out. She pauses and places her hands on her knees, taking her breath. Is there someone around...? ]

... I-- [Wait. The animals noise are getting louder and louder.] Dammit.

[ Off she is again, those animals having nearly caught up with her thanks to that short pause! A blessing, perhaps. She'd felt her stomach twisting and hurting as she'd been about to ask for help. She will have to wait till next lap to have another shot at asking. Maybe it'll hurt less. ]


3/ Why, oh god why? (Berries Aplenty)
[ After her first few misadventures, Yotsuyu had figured she would be just fine so long as she remained away from those annoying robots. For that matter, remaining away from people altogether sounded like a very good idea. But of course, merely crossing paths with someone was enough to trigger a trap.

And this was how she found herself all of a sudden dressed up just like Santa Claus. Complete with a fake beard projected onto her face. ]

...

[ She ought to rein in her expectations. She'd expected absolutely nothing from life after death. And yet, here she is, her lack of expectations absolutely crushed. She takes her "virtual" Santa hat by the tip and holds it before her eyes. The way she was barely holding it, it looked as if she was dealing with an ignominious, ugly, smelly thing. Looked like typical Eorzean trash fashion. ]

... How quaint.

[ She couldn't have sounded more unamused even if she had tried to.

She places the hat back onto her head and takes out her pipe. She needs to start smoking something stronger. Something much stronger. She doesn't even look at the person trapped with her, but she addresses them at least. ]

Just tell me what I must do and let's get it over with.

3;

[fuckenwimdy]

[When faced with a Sudden Santa Claus, what do you do? Why, you laugh, of course! Venti at least has the decency to raise his hand to his hand when he laughs, though that doesn't excuse that he's definitely laughing at Yotsuyu's plight.]

Well, one would think you'd be going around giving toys to all the good boys and girls! Though seeing as we're trapped, that might be a bit difficult.

[He taps the barrier, as if to demonstrate that, yup. Completely stuck in a bubble.]

But the beard is a good look for you!

[It hides the scowling. And it's very festive.]

2

[tinkerheart]

Oh, you're doing great, but you need to be just a tad faster if you want to outrun those. They're right behind you, you know.

[There's a certain kind of pleasure to see others suffer similar misfortune as yourself. Almost entertaining to watch. Fëanor got rid of the most embarrassing claw marks he acquired through his bout of bad luck, so now there's nothing to indicate he was in a similar position not long ago.]

Unless, you're tired of running, and I don't know, need [He pauses for a better effect.] help?

Fëanor | J.R.R. Tolkien's Silmarillion

[tinkerheart]

I. Bad luck

[Fëanor couldn't care less for the meaning of the strip of paper he got handed after the irrational charade of shaking a box with wooden sticks in it concluded. He'd expect the people capable of transcending their own mortality of knowing better ways of arriving at truly random result. Surely, less noisy ones if they really needed to factor in style!
He had no interest in fortune telling, only the letters. Not that he couldn't devise a better script. Five within an hour, and with his eyes closed. At least, a better looking one. He does, however, read the message out loud. What's use one has of the knowledge of the script without knowing how the words sound?

It is as weird as he expected ... and proves to be a grave mistake. Everyone knows cats like high places, so it seems that no place is now as high or as tempting as one rather tall elf. And if his yells carry far in the crisp, chilly air the cats do not see this as an obstacle. For a horde of cute kittens it's the perfect target to climb! Aren't they adorable?]

Leave me alone you thrice-cursed, flea-infested, furry vermin!

[Why it had to be cats?! Ugh-- how undignified...]

II. Verdant veritas

[He might be many things, a kinslayer, an arrogant genius, but what the former king of the Noldor most certainly is not, is a liar.]

What is your problem people?! Why would you even want anyone to go around telling random facts about themselves? Why should anyone care to listen to such nonsense? This is idiotic!

[Still, he hasn't admitted to anything yet, and so he remains stuck. Um-- help?]

II

[runs_on_batteries]

[It was by chance he was in that area today, but it was hard to miss all the people trapped in various, upside down trees. That's his cue to go the opposite direction, right? Yeah, except, right as he's about to do that he hears a familiar voice.]

Shit.

[He knows he's going to regret this, but he goes toward the sound until he's standing in front of his friend, encaged by a tree in a very small space, looking terribly affronted.

With a sigh, he reaches out to try and- he doesn't know, pull him out?- the branches part and he falls in! The sudden lack of branches he was expecting has him colliding ungracefully with the elf.]

Whoa!