spacedragons | AUGUST TDM.

➛ Welcome to Last Eden's TDM for August! Threads here can be counted as game canon.
➛ Feel free to use the prompts to test out a new character or to try out the game's premise!
➛ The TDM can be used for your application sample, though it is not a requirement.

A DREAM, OF A SOUL AWAKE.

You are asleep. The dreamscape ripples, resolves into a vision of a foreign land, and then a world of pure white. There is the sensation of rising through deep water, and then you find yourself in a room of white marble. Your items may be set on the floor around you, or you could have arrived bare-handed - whichever it is, you'll soon be addressed by a couple of tired-looking people in white coats. It seems they're as confused as you are.

A ➛ After getting a brief introduction to the White Moon and choosing a faction, you will be allowed to leave. It's a whole new world, after all - so why not look around? The architecture of the Administrative Zone is very formal, in high contrast to the Free Market which is practically a riot of colour and wares. Merchants from all four nations peddle their wares here - have a look around, but also keep a watch on your purse. Some things can be quite expensive.

B ➛ As you head out of the Administrative Zone's gates, a flash of light catches your eye. The sun-crystal is reflected quite brightly in the window of a nearby building, almost dazzling you - and in that instant you see someone behind you in the street. A youth with white hair and grey clothing, oddly familiar. You blink, and he's gone. Maybe he was never there at all.

TO THE STARS, WE ENTRUST OUR DIRECTION.

The money given to every new foreigner is limited. It seems you will be expected to earn your keep from now on, either through tradecraft or through offering your services to the populace. If taking on small contracts isn't your thing, each faction also has bounties up for the taking. After all, you carry a surprising resistance to the miasma that lurks outside the city walls. Why not put it to use?

C ➛ Fancy taking a ride on a dragon? The roostkeepers of the Ice faction are friendly and will allow you to interact with their charges as long as you're respectful of their boundaries. The older dragons will merely gaze at you pensively, but the youngsters are always up for a game of catch or two. There's also the option of dragon taxi if you wish to travel between regions. If you can fork out the coin, they'll send you across the Moon in the fastest time possible.

D ➛ The inland Sea is abuzz with activity at this time of the year. While the seasonal variations are dampened inside the Moon ship, that hasn't stopped the natives from hanging out at the beach. The Blood faction's side has plenty of revelry, with fireworks set off at night and grilled fish stalls set up along the waterfront. Some of the food on offer may carry potent effects, however - the shamans are used to ingesting enhanced wines, but are you?

E ➛ If you've let slip the fact that you're from another world, you may soon gain some fans. Some natives will be curious and wish to interview you, but others may have more shady intentions. It can be hard to distinguish well-wishers from kidnappers - if you're being cornered by a few very earnest folk, it might be time to run.

F ➛ The roostkeepers will let you ride one of their older dragons if you are going to the Badlands on an exploration mission. It's a desolate landscape barren and devoid of all plant life, but such rocks might hide valuable treasures. Strange ores and crystals jut out of rock formations about a mile or two outside the city walls. Even map information will fetch you some reward from your faction. But don't venture out too far, or your resistance may wear off and leave you at the mercy of the elements.

G ➛ Wildcard! Feel free to utilize minor NPCs if needed. If you have any questions about the setting, direct them towards the FAQ.

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[ The silhouette of a white-haired person dressed in gray, did you say?

Though true, it's no drab gray but crisply monochrome black and white that Allen is dressed in. Pale enough to be a bit blinding himself with how he and Timcanpy catch the light. (He really does need to get a hood again.)

Though he's the one looking at Lavi like he's seen a ghost. ]

Lavi...? [ Did he imagine it? To be honest...

To be honest, waking up this third time someplace strange—he had already resigned himself to being alone and kind of forever without a home again. Told himself it was okay he was alone. It meant they would still be okay back home, right...? Even if it felt like it ripped a part of him out, a part of him so repeatedly torn away it seemed impossible he wasn't scarred into numb resilience. That it isn't something so raw he has to tip his head back and swallow lest it overcome him before he's found a way to center himself again.

It's why he's barely aware that he's moved forward until he already has. To not—as he once did one summery night on a balcony in Caissa—vault himself over the railing and dash off into the castle gardens before letting someone from the Order (even if it was Lavi) catch up to him. To not follow some deep-rooted instinct to flee, not when that life has already been left pretty far behind.

To not do anything of the sort, but to run forward to snag—proprieties be damned!!—the other boy's elbow in both disbelief and crushing, raw relief. ]

Lavi!?

[ His thrice-lost friend. ]

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[He wasn't expecting to see anyone he knew here at all.

The bond he would have with his god is nonexistent here, and he's sure that if Cardia was truly here, she would have called him by now. Everything feels disoriented to him, something that makes him want to pretend that everything he's experiencing now is nothing more than just a dream.

But then he sees Allen, and he's sure that it's just a flicker of his imagination.

Just--]

[Wait.

It's Allen.

If this was a dream, then Allen wouldn't be here. Not like this. Not looking at him desperately as if they've been apart so many times before and it tugs on Lavi's heartstrings once more.]

Allen.

[There is a strong wave of relief that courses through him, and he couldn't resist the urge to tug the boy - god? - into his arms into a tight hug.

It's a vulnerability that the redhead wouldn't often allow himself to feel, to show to anyone - especially Allen - but it was also something that he couldn't fully prevent given how disconnected Lavi became to everyone and everything. He was estranged from the people he befriended and knew; in fact, it can be safe to say that he was starting all over again from a blank slate.

Lavi could barely keep himself from squeezing the younger teen just to make sure he was real.

In fact, he was sure that Allen might just punch him this time to get him to let go.]

[ Not a 'god' anymore, no reluctant stand-in for the Archangel Michael and there is both something so relieving about that (it just felt a little wrong for him—presumptuous) as well as... empty. All the voices of people who'd pray to that belief—they're gone.

Feeling Lux and Lavi there, spirits as well who would become his weapons because of the bonds they had and names he gave them—they were gone too and that felt strangely hollow.

And yet Lavi.. ]

! Lavi.. [ Of course he won't punch him for that. Not under the circumstances, and his eyes widen in surprise, stunned and the breath taken from him by so sudden and unexpected a hug. Lavi who had forgotten Allen for months, after all, after he'd died. And Allen who had refused to stop being his friend despite it and how cold the other Exorcist had been sometimes. Did he remember finally...? And yet—

His eyes well and he blinks for a moment quite rapidly. To be so overcome either that he would finally be remembered—or that even if he isn't... Lavi would reach out so.

But also maybe because— ]

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[ —he squirms. ]

...tight.. [ It's a bit wheezed and you know maybe that's why his eyes stung.

Neck!! He can't breath!!! ]

...Sorry.

[He releases the other teen, looking a bit sheepish for actually hugging Allen like that.

However, it suddenly clicks that if the other teen was here, would that mean Lux is, too?

His expression looks thoughtful when he completely pulls away from Allen before it twists into something...uncertain. He's not sure what it is that's causing such trepidation inside of him, but he knows for a fact that he knows Allen now.

Whatever it was that initially prevented him from having his memories doesn't seem to hold here - he can innately sense that - so he feels the urge to tread carefully now.]

Is it just you here?

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