November TDM

[savmods]

Multiversal travel can be disorienting, but there’s no need to worry! All side effects are temporary and lessen with each trip. Your body may experience several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You may have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer dizziness while others are perfectly fine. You notice that the area you are in is filled with a soft cerulean light and feels slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you. Regardless of your current state, however, the stress of transit forces your body into unconsciousness. Waking up is another story. Or maybe it isn’t. You find yourself in a nondescript room; sometimes with others who have found themselves in the same situation, sometimes alone. Welcome to Avagi Station, your new home.

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Avagi

That First Step, it is a Doozy: There are always risks to exploring new environments and Avagi is rich with new nooks and crannies to explore. You’re checking out a new corridor that’s been opened, though there have been signs warning that there are areas where structural stability has been weakened by neglect and the passage of time. But maybe things have been going well, you’ve found a few interesting things of note and you’re ready to head back to your bunk for the day. Except when you turn to leave, the floor is giving way without a screech of metal. Hopefully you’ve got some good reflexes and can catch yourself before you topple down a shaft that seems to go down at least thirty or forty feet. Do you call for help or struggle to handle it on your own? And more importantly, how are you getting around this giant hole in the floor now that it’s there? The Buddy System: In order to help new arrivals find their bearings the more experienced residents on board have decided to try out the buddy system in order until the new arrivals get their space legs. The guide is responsible for answering any questions, showing them all the important facilities and making sure their new friend doesn’t wander anywhere too dangerous. And what better way to get to know your buddy than to try and help them find all the supplies they need to be comfortable in their new home? Hopefully the barter blocks have some clothes in your size or else it could get a little bit awkward come laundry day. Shining Bright: The Observation Station is the best place on Avagi to get a look at the storm that rages all around. However today when you stop by there’s something strange and new to look upon. It’s not clear if it’s a change in the environment or perhaps an effect of the living energy that opens the portals but the entire room is filled with softly glowing floating lights. If you venture into the room and dare to touch one of the lights you’ll find that you find a song playing in your mind that fills you with a deep and abiding sense of peace. What you do with that feeling is up to you but it seems that these lights aren’t going to cause any harm then why not let yourself relax in a beautiful space for a little while?

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Kaittos

This month there is a portal to the planet Kaittos, a peaceful world containing one large land mass and a scattering of lived-on islands across a clear blue ocean. On the mainland, a large city-state occupies the central region and southern coast and resembles what some travelers from some versions of Earth might know of the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. Bustling and lively, the city is clean and well provided-for due to the temperate climate and the bountiful natural resources found on its northern side; orchards, farms and forests extend into the distance, butting up against a small mountain range. The technology level is low compared to Avagi, with carriages and candles in place rather than cars and electric lights, but the craftsmen of the world have managed some very impressive mechanical feats. Kaittans, the local residents of the world appear somewhat humanoid, but the bipedal race has hooves rather than feet, silvery skin and three eyes with vertical pupils. Although there is no sign of any other sentient species in the world, the locals are nonetheless excited to meet their guests, rather than suspicious or afraid; for some reason, they are not surprised that aliens exist, merely that they are here. Visitors are encouraged to explore the city and partake in an exchange of goods and ideas, to share their culture and stories with the locals. Perhaps there’s a merchant willing to trade a bauble for a story or you want to try something entirely unknown to your palette in the culinary quarter. The possibilities, while not quite limitless, are enough to keep the curious busy for quite a while. OUT OF CHARACTER INFO FAQ | LOCATIONS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION

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New program on Avagi

[actuaryonline]

For a single picocycle after he shatters, he is everywhere. As his form and energy are absorbed back into the system, for that single moment, so is he. For that moment, he is part of the vast expanse, drained of energy and eager for the scant amount provided by the fallen program. He is the system.

Then nothing.

...

Then blinding light and a great tug, the like of which he has only felt once before. There's no form to blink or shield his sight with, not until the light begins to fade. His arms come up against the light, and he squints even in the cast shadow until it becomes bearable and gradually reveals a room. It doesn't look like much, it's made of a material he doesn't recognise, and he is-- He is--

Well, he is for starters.

Ram looks down at himself, opens and closes his hands, runs a system diagnostic. Everything seems fine, some functions even running smoother than they had in several microcycles.

'This isn't what I expected,' he mutters, partly to fill the space because the familiar hum of the system isn't there.

He looks around. The shape is vaguely similar to the collection rooms programs first come to the Game Grid through. But there are no red guards emerging to take him back to his cell. There are also no other blue programs besides himself. No Tron or Flynn. For a moment, relief and disappointment war before relief wins out. If they're not here, that means they're still running. But where is "here"?

There's a door right there.

In all honesty, he's surprised when it's unlocked, but wastes no time opening it a crack and peeking out. Empty corridors. He slips out, easing the door shut behind him. The corridor is of the same material as the room. When he touches it, it's cold and hard, and when he raps his knuckles on it, it makes a louder noise than he'd expected.

'Shh!' He puts his hand on it, feeling the vibrations fade quickly as it quietens. This place is just stranger and stranger. And interesting. He starts wandering down the halls, mapping out the twists and turns of the corridors and running ever changing calculations of the probability of this all being a trap. It's becoming increasingly unlikely the longer he goes with nothing happening, and after it drops to 6.25%, he stops inching around the corners and staying so close to the wall.

And then the floor drops out from under him.

There's a slight give to the floor as he steps on it, just enough to kick Jai Ali honed instinct in. A flash scan identifies a stable section of ground and he leaps for it, unhooking his disk as he goes and jamming it into the adjacent wall to help catch himself, one knee on, the other leg dangling into the new empty space. The floor on both sides of him crumbles, leaving him scrambling to get more securely onto his little island, still holding onto his disk in the wall.

'Well at least that was slightly more expected.'

[yorisearching]

Ever since the new sections opened, Yori's been keeping an ear out for warning noises. This clang and crash is especially loud--it's a big one, or else close by.

She didn't hear a scream, but if there's a new patch of floor out they definitely have to mark it and warn everyone. She heads toward the sound, cautious of any sign more flooring might break.

Finding a lost stranger isn't exactly uncommon around the Ingress, but finding anyone in Encom-style glowing blue circuitry and bright disk gives her a shock. She has to spare a swift glance down to ground herself--she's wearing pieces of old uniforms that cover up her own tendency to glow and a useful backpack.

Not back in Encom. Not in a system at all.

This program's badly in need of help. Yori banishes other worries for the moment and calls, "Hold on, I'll help you out of there."

She studies the floor. If they both fall it won't do either of them any good, but as far as she can tell the remaining pieces look stable enough.

[notglitching]

The last collapse in this system had unleashed a swarm of sharp-jawed, fluffy bugs. When Rinzler hears the crash of metal, he wastes no time heading for this one. The enforcer rounds the corner, disk in hand—only to still at the unexpected sight: the same weapon, in the hands of a small shape still scrambling up from the chasm.

Not quite the same. The disk is lit in concentric pulses, forming a complete circle with no central hole. It's joined to intricate blue circuits, pale armor, and a strange helmet, less encasing than even the weak templates patched onto the conscripts in the Games. Something about the sight sends a stutter through assessment—a search, data flagged for comparison. [File not found]. The error rolls out through audio, adding a skipping catch to the harsh rattle of corrupted code.

...Yori's circuits. Encom. That comparison isn't difficult to make, and if it doesn't completely settle the uneasy pressure in his core, it's answer enough to at least put it aside. Rinzler resumes his approach, disk flaring and dimming in brief warning. If the [unknown] ahead decides to throw that weapon, it's going to find itself thoroughly outmatched.

hanako 'rosalina' nurumi 🌹 original character, ota

[hasitsthorns]

first steps;

Exploration of this new place she'd found herself was naturally something she set out for immediately; she's always been a more curious sort, learning eagerly and quickly. It was a bit- Overwhelming, though. Honestly, she can't decide if it's the newfound knowledge that she's in space or that she's supposed to be dead. Maybe both? Probably both. On top of, of course, a whole slew of other questions and concerns that she's trying to stop buzzing around in her head.

Rose's reflexes have always been sharp, and today? She's certainly grateful for that. The blond's just walking along, minding her own business when suddenly a panel of the floor gives in. Without thinking, she jumps. In a blink (perhaps faster than the average human, someone can feel free to notice) she's safe of the drop and turns to peer down the shaft instead. The blond gives a long whistle that reverberates off the metal edges.

"Man, that would've made for one bad day." Go figure.

shine bright like a diamond;

She's drawn into the lights like a moth to flame. They're beautiful and the sense of calm touching one leaves her with brings a surprisingly sincere smile to her face for the first time since she's arrived. It's not that she hasn't been smiling - in fact, she's being doing it a lot! and been as friendly as can be! - but this one is markedly different. Something serene and sweet and softer to it.

What does someone musically inclined as Rose do when she feels a sense of calm? She sings. Her voice is a magnificent mezzo-soprano permeating the otherwise quiet lighted space.

"I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space on such a timeless flight. And I think it's gonna be a long, long time 'till touch down brings me round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home. Oh no no no I'm a rocket man. Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone..."

kaittos;

It's still so surreal. She's on a different planet! There are aliens! Well, it looks like she's the alien here. Still! This is awesome! Even if it's only borrowed time, this is a way better end than Rose ever could have anticipated for herself and so she's going to be indulging in anything and everything that she can.

It doesn't take her long to pick up on the fact that cultural knowledge is the currency of this city. And that suits her just fine. Before anyone knows it, she's wearing the local fashion in exchange for dancing along with a troupe local street performers. The music isn't anything she's used to but it's still music and that's something she understands well enough. She's just shimmying along, having a good time, when it's you that she catches for a dance. Perhaps because, well, they're kind of easy to spot. Like seeing someone red-headed or blond in Japan's sea of dark-haired individuals. Or maybe they looked like they weren't having a good time.

"Dance with me, dude," she says, to man or woman. It's a totally gender neutral term, okay! But she'll switch to 'dudette' if there's a preference. "C'mon, it's easy. I'll teach ya'. And you might get some cool local swag out of it too!"

wildcard;

(( ooc: I'll match format, so no worries if brackets is more your thing! If you have any other ideas or want to plot with me, I'm over at puddingandpie, Discord (Pudding#5286, or PM this journal to get a hold of me! ))

baby steps

[brokeassgoing]

[there are a lot of things to be prepared for when exploring. bathroom breaks, weird fruits in the road, probably natives ready to blow dart your peen, rolling stones but not the band--

and apparently a floor that caves in. Badou may have seen her feat of prowess, but he's also very busy clinging to the floor on the other side of the hole.]

WHY THE FUCK DOES NOTHING WORK ON THIS THING!!

like a diamond;

[shadowblends]

Music has been something Kurt's missed. Rather, he's longed for more variety in it, so it should come as no surprise that he's drawn toward the sound, intrigued even more by the voice that accompanies it.

Coming upon the Observation Deck with tiny glowing lights isn't what he's expecting. His eyes broaden, mouth gaping open in awe. "Wow," he whispers, hoping the comment's not loud enough to be heard. When'd these shown up on Avagi? Clearly, they hadn't been there before or Kurt might've never left.

The soft glow, their lingering warmth that brightens the room and the girl's voice are dream-like; a trance he'd prefer to never leave. He dawdles in the doorway, slumping beneath an oddly comfortable weight and sighing in content.

Link | Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess

[cuccos]

Chillin' on Kaittos

[ What a stark contrast to the bleak setting of the space station. Warm, inviting, and with an actual sun shining above. It's not exactly the same at home-- especially not with the strange beings that inhabit this place-- but the fact that he can be underneath the sky and clouds instead of watching from way up above in space makes it close enough. This sand-colored young man cannot complain.

Especially when he's got a fishing rod in hand.

Hanging a bit of bait upon the hook, he casts it out into the clear, bright water. Finally he allows himself to relax, he slouches upon the pier, letting his gaze wander from island to island, to the boats, and then to the horizon. He's never seen the ocean in his own world. To think that he would be fortunate enough to see

Finally, the bob tugs deeper into the water. Looks like he's got a catch! ]

A: Little Catch.

[ It's the small things in life that bring him peace, really. And he'll be happy enough with what he's catching here to either sell, trade, or possibly cook for his own dinner. After doing a favor for one of the locals, he was promised a lesson in preparing one of their dishes if he manages to catch one. If your character is nearby or happens to be fishing alongside him, he'll turn and ask: ] How much d'you think this'll fetch at the market?

A: Big Catch..

[ He tugs at the fishing rod once, winding the wire back in somewhat. Seems like fishing is the same in very world in that respect. He should have this one in the bag pretty soo-- ]

....Ah.

[ That's. That's one huge fish. That's one huge alien fish with tentacles and teeth leaping out of the water and barreling towards the docks. And it still has his line caught within its mouth. Looks like he'll be going for a ride. OOPS. Watch yourself, because you'll see a giant fish/squid monster causing chaos with Link in tow. HE DOESN'T MEAN TO CAUSE PROBLEMS THEY JUST FIND HIM OKAY. ]

[[ OOC: Link is taken just at the start of his canon! Assumed CR is fine <3 ]

c!

[sketchycharacter]

[Nate's not much a fisherman. Scratch that, he's not a fisherman at all; he just likes being on the edge of the water, even if it's weird water on an alien planet. It's still nice. Peaceful, even.

Well, it usually is.]

Holy crap. [He draws his gun, but uhh, moving target, with a guy on the end...] HEY! LET GO OF THE LINE!

Stan Uris ( It 2017 )

[stantheman]

A. ( The First Step )

[ Exploration isn't Stan's instinct but he'd had to venture out for a few reasons -- none of which remain important as he's headed back to his bunk. There's a lot of weird things that he's getting used to but nothing could have prepared him for this.

Right under his feet the floor seemed to give way and somehow, he grabbed at something solid and held on for dear life over the cavernous abyss. ]

Don't look down. Don't look down.

[ It's the mantra he's repeating to himself over and over. If he doesn't think about the gaping shaft below him it doesn't really exist. It's not real. ]

Help?

[ If he really thought it wasn't real he could just let go but well... he's holding on for dear life instead. ]

B. ( Kaittos - The Culinary Quarter )

[ It's probably not surprising that a growing young boy ends up in the place where free food can be found. He's more than happy to answer any questions and despite the fact that he should be full he can't seem to get enough of the delicious (mostly) meals that abound here. ]

This place is the best I'm never leaving.

[ And then he's headed into his umpteenth place to get another free meal. ]

C. ( Wildcard )

[ Will match tenses/style! Open to any other options as well or network interactions! ]

[clussy]

(Eddie Kaspbrak hadn't been doing so hot lately. The kid honestly just looked exhausted, and a little bit rattled, like he kept seeing the shapes of evil crawling around after him. Wasn't too far off from the truth, really, and even though he had friends at the station, they weren't the Losers. And having his memories back? It made Eddie ache pretty fiercely for his friends from Derry.

So when he hears a painfully (and God, he does mean painful) familiar voice, it jars him right on off his axis. Was that...? No way.

He brakes his bike hard and whips his head over his shoulder.)

Pleeeease don't be going crazy- (He mumbles to himself. Then he catches sight of him. Stan the fucking Man Uris. That ache in his chest opens up into something light and good. His bike lands with a careless crash and Eddie takes off through the crowd, rudely shoving his way between two bartering adults.)

Stan! Staaan! It's me! (He shrieks with wild delight because between the memories and it being an actual month- God. It's felt like ages. He doesn't give a shit either. Eddie just plows on ahead until he's grabbing Stan into a tight hug, his face shoved hard into Stan's chest. He wasn't going crazy at all.)

Oh, Jesus Christ, it's you. Holy shit.

a

[foins]

[He might here someone approaching, but whether or not they heard his cry for help isn’t quite apparently until a firm grip comes and grasps his forearm, plucking him out from the emptiness. Her expression is placid as she sets him back on firm ground (carefully—she does know that despite having done all the work that the weight of his body could have strained his shoulder).

A silence returns as she gives him a once-over, making sure he has no apparent injuries before Laura finally speaks.]

There are signs. [Her tone sounds critical, but for her part, she is only reaffirming the fact that he clearly did something stupid despite all the warnings he passed on the way.]

b

[lefthandfree]

[He’d been wandering about and been in need of some grub, passing through and by as any stranger likely would. But when he catches what the kid says, the delicious prospects that await ahead now confirmed, he can’t help but laugh and join step with him, edging slightly closer so the young man knows he’s speaking to him.]

That's some kinda praise! Don’t suppose there’s anything you’d recommend? It all smells amazing, and I can’t say I really know what smell looks like what around here.

a

[shadowblends]

[Thankfully, Kurt's enhanced senses pick up on the 'help' before Stan ends up in a pile on the ground below.]

Hang on, [he reassures, barely sparing a glance down before leaping onto the wall.

Which doesn't occur to him might frighten Stan; he's assuming the boy would rather be back on his feet, instead of-- well, not being alive? He gingerly slinks across the wall and offers his tail out.] Okay, I know you're probably a bit freaked out right now, but can we lose it after I've got you back on a solid surface?

a

[viably]

[Ellie's been in situations like this before. Okay, maybe not exactly the same. But she's got experience in dealing with crazy shit like this. She's managed to run and jump over onto stable ground, but there's another kid here that isn't as lucky. Going for an adult is out of the question. Like she trusts them to help. And in the time it takes to find someone, he could fall. It's up to her to save him.]

Hey, just keep holding on, all right? I'll get you.

[There's a flimsy metal beam that's curved in on itself. It's right nearby where he is, and she's light enough she can walk out on it. It may not support both their weight but the risk is worth it.

Her backpack is tossed to the side and she hurries over to him. Her arms outstretch as she walks out on the broken floor beam, and she crouches about halfway across. She gets on her stomach and then reaches for him, making sure she's steady before she grabs at his hand. Ellie is small, but a hell of a lot stronger than she looks.]

I got you, okay? You're safe. I...think.

Steve Trevor | Wonder Woman

[icansavetoday]

Avagi

Is this what dying feels like? This disorientation like he's being pulled in every direction at once, while sounds filter through like he's hearing them from underwater. The light, the air, it all reminds him of the bathing pools on Themiscyra, but this can't be there. There's no possible way.

But then a lot of impossible things have been happening lately.

When he finally wakes up, he doesn't know how much time as passed since he climbed into that plane for the last time in his life, or how much time has passed since he arrived here. Wherever here is. He can feel a warm spot on his back, as if a hand had been pressed there until a moment ago, but he's alone in this room.

A room. That's not what he would have expected after death. But then he's not really sure what he had expected. He carefully pushes himself up off of the floor to examine the room he's in. There are no clues here about where exactly he is, which is exactly the kind of thing he'd expect from somewhere passing as the afterlife.

So he still has an endless amount of questions, and no answers. All of which is leading him to do precisely what his intelligence training taught him to do: find a door and step through it in search of answers.

He just hopes they're easy to find.

[ex_bossily211]

Clara just so happens to be heading through the door at the same time he's exiting. The end result is a crash that makes her glance up from the holo screen on her device. Blinking as she's torn out of her thought, she offers him an apologetic little smile. "New here? Or just admiring the scenery?"

It's more likely that he's new, given that he doesn't look as established as most of the others here. And it's not like anyone that's already here frequents this area. So she jumps to assumptions as she tends to do, and figures she might as well play welcome wagon for the new guy. Her device is switched off, the projection of the screen in the air fading away.

i made it

[monomachy]

Though Kaittos is beautiful and Diana could spend all of her time there, she has other duties to attend to. Maintaining the security of the Avagi station has fallen to a group of the travelers, she among them. So when it comes her time to patrol, she dons her armor, taking her shield and lasso, and makes her rounds of their interim home.

It is incredibly boring, but everyone must do their part, and Diana knows she is no exception.

She rounds a corner, as alert as one can be while doing something entirely monotonous, and she doesn't realize someone is emerging from the arrival chamber until she's almost upon him. Diana blinks to focus her gaze, sizing up the man in front of her in a split second before she really looks at him.

Her heart drops to the floor. Her voice is hardly above a whisper, and she isn't really sure she's spoken at all. "... Steve?"

[mirrorbright]

That First Step, it is a Doozy:

[Leia's rapidly seeing to getting her bearings, interplanetary travel isn't at all new to her; but this situation still very much is, and the only way to establish herself is to also, to learn as much as she can. What she doesn't expect however, is for the walkway beneath her feet give a fatigued sort of groan, a large chunk falling away behind her, and descending with a loud ‘thunk’.

It’s in a split second makes the choice to more or less launch forward at a sprint as more of the walkway falls away, grabbing onto the railing with both hands on one side when she finds her footing again.

She mutters out a curse, as she simply remains still a moment, a glare cast over her shoulder at the void now behind her.] "Just when you think you’ve already seen every peice of junk in the galaxy."

[Well, not every, perhaps just the most well known bucket of bolts, at least.]



Kaittos: Exploring Culinary Quarter


[For some time now, Leia’s travel has focused purely on her work; on missions, scouting and on establishing support for the rebellion, aid - there hasn’t really been time to enjoy much of anything, this, however, is very different-

Leia knows very well to be cautious, even so.. she’s not always managed to use caution, even when it was in her better interests. But, she has in ways dropped her guard a measure or two, gradually trying to accept her situation, this is no planet from her galaxy- and so, she is out amongst the public, no attempt to conceal her identity made as she looks about, curiously.

One of the hoofed inhabitants is animatedly trying to garner her attention on his stall, displaying mostly appetising local produce, welcoming her- and anyone else who might be showing a little interest to have a taste of his wares, for a song, of course. Literally.

It’s no surprise Leia’s doing her very best to delicately decline, most politely, of course.]


Wildcard.

[You pick! Much of anything is good, including networks and such. Will match style.]

Bill Denbrough | IT

[shipsandsealingwax]

Kaittos

[For a boy as obsessed with the Lone Ranger as Bill had been, meeting a race of hoofed, silver-skinned aliens is not just something out of a fever dream, but a fascinating adventure. One he would find far more enjoyable, were he not certain he had something important he was meant to be doing. It's right on the edge of his mind, he can almost grab for it, but it eludes him as scenes and quotes play out in his head.

He doesn't assault the unusual race with questions, but just watches them with a curious fascination from out of the way, eventually finding a little hand carved replica of one of the ships in the waters beneath the city. He doesn't have much worth trading for it, so he offers the one thing he still has on him. Some paper he had brought for notes and abating boredom. He folds it carefully into his own boat, not expecting the trade to go through, but when he finishes the merchant agrees to trade with him, and he leaves with the wooden carved masterpiece in his hands, running his fingers over the smooth finish in bittersweet admiration.

Georgie would have loved it.]

That First Step

[Bill just manages to jerk backwards and avoid disappearing into the sudden hole in the floor prematurely, landing on his back on the solid floor with a sudden exhale of breath forced from his chest.

He doesn't linger there, moving to look down into the hole, on his knees with his hands carefully resting near the edges.]

Anyone have a flashlight... or a penny?

[clussy]

(A month spent alone, partially without memories, had worn its way into Eddie. He wouldn't even begin to explain to anyone how bad he missed his friends when he finally did remember them. The people here were good, all right people, but they weren't his people. They weren't the Losers. Getting his memories back had put Eddie in a funk, and by now, he had explored plenty of Kaittos that the shiny quality of its newness had dulled quite a bit. Now, he mostly just killed time biking absently, only paying enough attention to avoid crashing into people.

He's not paying attention when he slowly bikes past Bill. His wheels just churn along. Truthfully, he has no idea what makes him stop, but he does, and he glances up because wait.

Maybe it had been the fact that he just knew Bill so well that seeing his shoes had been enough. Eddie doesn't know, doesn't care, because that was Big fucking Bill and Eddie's bike was dropping in a heap.)

Bill.

(His name chokes out of Eddie and he's crossing the couple feet between of them. Bill gets an armful of Eddie Kaspbrak, because for Eddie, it's been a month, and losing his memories, and he can't keep that all back. He just squeezes and feels so Goddamn relieved. If Bill was here, it'd be okay. Everything was always better with Bill around.)

richie tozier (it 2017)

[beeped]

that first step

[It's been a whirlwind of change and feeling like he just stepped into a sci-fi movie, but Richie is doing his best to take it all in stride.

There's only so much he can do at first, so as soon as he has the chance to explore, Richie does exactly that. He ignores the signs he sees about this area being unsafe. It's on par with a no-trespassing sign, or being told he shouldn't play in the Barrens. It doesn't matter if he doesn't get caught.

He changes his mind real quick when he steps somewhere in just the wrong spot. The floor starts to move beneath him, and it's only because he stepped back just in time to not immediately die.

Richie whips his head around, trying to assess the situation, but he's not Indiana Jones. He has no idea how to handle this just yet.]

Oh fuck.

Kaittos

[At some point while visiting Kaittos, Richie finds himself wanting some kind of puzzle box game that a vendor is trying to sell. He has no idea how it works, or whether he'll actually like it beyond the first five minutes or so that he has it in his possession, but that doesn't stop him from offering one of his shoes in exchange for it.

Later, he can be found wandering around wearing only one shoe, paying little mind to where he's going as all of his attention is on turning the different pieces of the puzzle.]

[clussy]

(Oh fuck is right. Eddie has been in Avagi for a long enough time that he's established a pretty decent mental map by now. The new corridors catch his attention almost immediately and naturally, Eddie's right there to explore.

Or at least he was about to be when he saw from behind someone with a shape familiar enough to Eddie that his stomach gave a lurch.

Was it really...?

Then a whole lot happened at once. Things were moving, Richie was cursing, and Eddie was giving a high shriek because there was absolutely no way in hell that he was getting this dumbass back only to watch his body burst open like a watermelon. It's one of those moments where Eddie forgets how scared he's supposed to be, and he just moves. Locks into gear and he's there, arms wrapped around Richie and throwing them both backwards. It's clumsy, it hurts like hell when Eddie lands on his elbow (nothing breaks, but you bet there'll be a bruise), and he's groaning by the end of it. He's almost 80% positive that Richie was crushing his spleen.

But the pain subsides and Eddie's scrambling to life. He shakes himself and blinks, staring at Richie. Richie. Richie Tozier. Emotion hiccups its way through his mouth and translates into a quiet sob and the first thing he does is shove Richie.)

You asshole! You gave me a heart attack!

Noctis | FFXV

[noctyourking]

The Buddy System:
There was nothing that could have prepared him for this. The acclimation to life after death was one thing, but to come into a life in a world not his own was something even more burdening. It wasn't long before he began to feel the weight of being here alone, and felt what it was really like to be alone. He had no friends, no family, not even the Kings of Old here to guide his way. Yet, with this realization, he was pushed to seek out company to help him find his way. Though it would not be comfort that would come with this situation but further turmoil as the reality of this situation began to sink in each passing minute.

Luckily, for him, he found someone to help him find his way; though even with that he could imagine his father finding some ironic justice in this situation as he was often calling Noct a wandering and wayward child. As if even in the Afterlife Noct had defied the very powers of the beyond and found himself in this world just because of his defying nature.

Perhaps he had more to learn, after all, here.

Noct drew in a breath and shifted his weight. He wore a pair of black scrubs and a thin pair of shoes. He didn't come into this world with much but found he was still able to lean on the power bestowed upon him via rite of his bloodline. He waited with a familiar feeling of expectancy which, in and of itself was most welcomed. Even if he knew his royalty here meant nothing.

hey lil buddy

[deus_machina]

Adam didn't really care for people but he could see the value in the buddy system, juvenile as it may have sounded. Space was dangerous (he was pretty sure he saw that scrawled in an untidy graffiti on some wall on Avagi). Truly though, he would rather help someone not kill themselves than be left to brood by himself any longer. Adam walked along the corridors checking his A.C.E. periodically, smoking a cigarette, headed in the direction of the newcomer he was supposed to help.

While Adam was new himself, any volunteers for the buddy system were welcome. A few weeks under his belt was better than none. Adam didn't truly think people who had been here much longer would have too many more answers than he did, anyway.

When he saw the man standing awkwardly in some scrubs he had to assume that was his new buddy. Adam cleared his lungs and mouth of a large cloud of cigarette smoke before he finished walking up to the man. They looked about the same age, to his eyes. "Hey," he said as he came to a stop. "Are you Noctis?"

Dorian Pavus ✹ Dragon Age ✹ OTA

[liberaltus]

That First Step, it is a Doozy

Oh, Dorian remembered this sensation, like being ripped through the fade or tossed to and fro on a rundown little vessel on the waking sea. Except this sensation had its own nauseating pull that the mage had experienced only one other time in his young adult life and it had nothing to do with orgies and excessive drinking, much as he'd hoped it would when he finally managed to wake up. No, this was the same experience he remembered when he was first pulled from his universe through the Ingress. He felt like he wanted to vomit then too, but the one good thing about traveling this way? It knocked him right out and so he didn't have to eject the contents of his stomach all over his fine clothing. It didn't stop the damning headache he woke with, also familiar, or the fact that he felt like he'd been trampled by a blight sickened bear. Maybe he was sensitive, but there was nothing pleasant to him about the dizzying experience...

...but then again Dorian was prone to motion sickness, so this was not a gentle process for him.

He was also very much alone which doesn't disturb him at all frankly, he's quite used to this song and dance by now, if he'd arrived as an initiate then maybe it would have been different...oh, he would have been equally nauseous still, but it would have been more jarring. As it stood he was able to pull himself off of his arse and onto his feet, give his surroundings a quick glance about and exit the barren starter room. There was usually a starter room whenever Dorian found himself waking up somewhere and it was always tacky. Would it kill them to throw down some bed rolls down? Not the generic kind, but something soft, with a pillow and maybe a bottle of complimentary wine to go with it as well. They could also stand to hang a few drapes, give the place a bit of a song and dance. It would make it less disturbing to wake up in comfort anyway.

No? No.

No song and dance, no wine, no pillow, but all was not lost! The moment the mage took his first steps down the corridor he heard what sounded like the floor giving way underneath him, "oh, I do hope that's the sound of my stomach fragmenting from hunger."

No such luck. The floor crumbles and it fully intends to take Dorian along for the ride. Wonderful! Well he's not going down without a humiliating yelp to top off his welcome back.

Kaittos

Somehow Dorian just got lucky.

Lucky in respects to when the Ingress dragged him here away from his world and his duties--that was not the lucky aspect of this situation, but the way. The last time he was drawn through he came at a good time, it was a vacation world or something, that was the lucky aspect. Warm beaches, interesting alcohol concoctions, and a handsome man to bring him said concotions. He also met individuals on that world he would become very attached to and he wondered to himself if they were still about or...if he'd been deposited somewhere else. Regardless, this city was a paradise compared the some of the places he'd been...and he didn't recall being all to happy the last time he'd been dragged somewhere off of his own world. Of course Thedas had its fair share of shitholes, but they were the shitholes he knew. He'd never been so trapped before in a place that didn't even have the most basic of luxuries.

Ugh he'd been miserable!

This place was not that place by a long shot. It was still foreign with strange beings that were friendly enough and they did enjoy listening, something that was very complimentary for a man who enjoyed talking and he had several interesting stories. Needless to say he shared these stories with those that provided the best robes an exciting tale could afford him in this city (something airy and deep blue always suited him) but he was not disinclined to talk to anyone who would listen either he simply had...priorities. His secondary priorities included eating and drinking, drinking more so, perhaps given that it was one of the few luxuries of traveling from one world to another. There was always a possibility that the alcohol was going to be better than what they served in Skyhold's tavern. Those odds were often very good.

So for the most part Dorian can be found wandering with a drink in hand or sitting near a fountain enjoying the atmosphere. Maybe you recognize the fancy ass mage, maybe you don't, maybe you have to do a double-take to be sure. Your company is welcome all the same.

Re: Dorian Pavus ✹ Dragon Age ✹ OTA

[warandpeace]

Kaittos.

"Dorian?"

People sometimes come back, but not often. So he's not sure that he'd recognize him when he sees him. If he'd greet him as someone he knew, or some distant, uncertain memory. Or an incident that never happened at all.

Kaz approaches Dorian with the trepidation of a man well aware he could be walking into a cautionary tale. It seems impossible that it could be a lookalike. But it's very possible that it's just someone that doesn't remember. Another Dorian, a clean slate, completely unlike the soul that he knew before.

If some stranger found out he drunkenly sang Freddy Mercury songs over the network in their good name, he might manage to be a little embarrassed.

Eleven | Stranger Things

[undecimo]

First Steps
[Eleven's reflexes are well above average. They're the reason why she's able to get to safety when she feels the floor starting to fall. She doesn't want to use her powers so shortly after arriving in a strange place (one that she isn't sure is safe) but she feels responsible for cleaning up the mess she's made.

She stands at the edge of the crumbling floor and holds out her hand, using telekinesis to hold the tiles in place. It's a lot of focus all at once, especially when she tries floating each piece back to its proper place.]

Shining Bright
[The observation deck is where El likes to stay. She can see everything here. The lights that are present today are ignored at first. When her curiosity gets the better of her and she chases after one to grab it, the music that plays in her mind makes her stop and stare blankly ahead. She stays like that for a long time, feeling content and peaceful. When someone else approaches she turns her head to stare.]

The lights are singing today.

Kaittos
[Wildcard option! Find Eleven trying and failing to work out trades in the marketplace, or diving off of rocks into the ocean. When things get too busy and loud she hides in a corner of the city and puts her hands to her ears. ]

[clussy]

(The observation deck is a frequent haunt of Eddie Kaspbrak's. It was the first place he had been properly shown when he got here, and it had been so immense to him that he still wasn't over it. It's where he kept going to think, to calm himself down, and that's been a lot more often lately than he cared to admit.

It's usually got some people, but they're mostly adults and Eddie likes to avoid adults whenever he can. Usually they're the ones approaching him.

Children, on the other hand, Eddie trusts a lot more naturally. Not all of them, of course, but when he sees a girl (he thinks?) abruptly chase after a light, even his sulking is temporarily lifted. It didn't look stupid, he thought, it looked kind of fun.

He's watching from where he's sitting huddled on the floor, bony knees against his chest, and he's near enough that no doubt his staring is obvious. He just doesn't expect to be seen, so when he is? He's a little embarrassed, ears turning pink.)

Oh- (He...he doesn't know what to make of that. So he stupidly blurts out the first thing that comes to mind:) I don't think lights can sing.

Shatterstar | Marvel Comics (X-Factor)

[dramaking]

[ arrival | FIGHT ME ]

[Shatterstar is no stranger to being dumped unceremoniously into other dimensions. Really, this is a phenomenon he has come to take for granted. That in itself is not the problem. The problem is this is not at all where he'd been expecting to emerge.

He is also not at all in a good mood, so rather than take this in stride like a reasonable person, he elects to come out swinging. In specific, he unsheathes his comical gauntlet blades at the first person he comes across.]

You! Explain this.

[Now. Or get spectacularly disemboweled, possibly.]

[ buddy system ]

[Okay. Things have been explained. He's calmed down, now. He takes it all in with an increasingly displeased expression, but he does listen. This is a space station, he's stuck here with a bunch of people, and there is no way to leave. Fine. He's really, really not happy with it, but he knows these things happen.

Before the exchange is concluded, however, he has one last, very important question.]

Is there a suitable place to train? I want to kill something.

[ them chill glowies ]

[Star is staying far the fuck away from those, thanks. As soon as he touched one he backed off. Not that he wasn't calmed, but he's familiar enough with mental manipulation to recognize (largely) when it's happening, and he wants no part of that.

Whether you know what these things do already or not, it is probably odd to see someone glaring at one like it's personally offended him. Honestly, he's just unsettled and confused. They aren't exactly something he can stab, so...]

1

[brokeassgoing]

[this isn't one of those american shows or cartoons where the blades end up inches from his crotch or something

no these land inches from his ass instead, leaving him wobbly-legged and weeping:]

I DON'T KNOW, MAYBE GOING TO COMMUNITY COLLEGE DIDN'T LEAVE YOU AT THE POINT IN YOUR LIFE YOU THOUGHT, AND YOU HAD TO BUY THESE SHITTY THINGS!? I DON'T HAVE THE ANSWER!

Matt Murdock l Marvel Cinematic Universe l OTA

[blind_devil]

[Arrival: First Step]

[This did not bode well Matt thought to himself as he attempted to take a step forward and felt the floor give way underneath him. When he hit the deck he groans as his wounded side complains.]

Okay two things....one ow and two no collapsed building has this many heartbeats what the hell is going on? Can anyone hear me? Hello?

[Shining Bright]

[Matt stood quietly face turned toward the window even though he couldn't see the storm raging outside. But he felt as though he could sense it. There was a certain smell and sound the whole place seemed to have that he couldn't put a name too.

It was both peaceful and wild and Matt felt himself falling in love with it in his own quiet way.]