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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 only reaction is confusion. She has a feeling she would remember a tall red-haired person with an eyepatch named Lavi, should their paths have crossed directly.
And he's....expecting something of her? What?
She's gonna decide this is unimportant in like two seconds but right now, have a perplexed Prince. ]
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Not even some form of recognition.
He holds back a sigh, rubbing the back of his head.]
Yeah, that's my name. Anyway, nice meeting you, Hibiki.
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[ She's not dumb. She hasn't endured this world of lies and falsehoods just to be incapable of identifying someone who's not showing their hand.
So she steps up and looks him right in the eyes (er, her eyes, his eye). What is going on here...? What is the piece she's missing...?
Her onlookers ooh and aah. "Look at me next!" somebody yells. "Stare me down!" ]
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[This isn't his Hibiki, that's what he knows for sure.
Lavi isn't going to keep up a conversation with a Hibiki that he hasn't gotten to know
and who doesn't use him in return.But at the same time, he still owes a bit to his own Hibiki to stick around long enough and wait to see what she wants.]
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Inexplicable. ]
You're a man who keeps to himself, aren't you.
[ or you could
ask, hibiki
that is a thing that you could do ]
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He's almost amused; he's been a bit of a better actor of her, not that he'd ever admit it, but:]
What makes you think that?
[Just. Ask.]
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My memory is impeccable.
[ That she can say with certainty. Foolish to have wondered if he'd just escaped her notice - she's Shikyoin Hibiki. Things do not, generally, do that.
Be labeled unworthy of said notice? Absolutely. But the initial impression? Gets made.
So can she cow him into admitting what that reaction had been about? A fan wouldn't have just said "Hibiki". Only colleagues, only equals, do that. ]
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[He can't resist teasing her a bit, but at the same time, he can very well cause himself to be ranked down on a scale lower than friendship.
Probably.
But he's always been used to calling her "Hibiki". That won't change now.]
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[ Who are you?
And why do you look like you're halfway having fun? ]
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She has nothing to do with the god that he knew, even if they are the same person at their roots.]
You don't know me, but I know you. That's all.
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It's bad form for a fan to discomfit the object of their ardor.
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Definitely not a fan of yours. But keep in mind to at least try to do your own household chores.
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[ And there's the person who shows up outside his house sometimes. ]
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[ Oh, forget it. This paltry confusion isn't worth her time. Hibiki sniffs. ]
Anyway, you do yourself no favors. Either be more transparent or leave people alone.
[ she's so weirded out by the mental image of herself doing chores that she changed the subject
lavi: 2, hibiki: 0 ]
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[...He would love to see this Hibiki doing chores.
It's a thing he now needs.]
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[ Rubbing in that you know something she doesn't.... ]
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[ MATURITY. ]
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[He's enjoying this far too much.]
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[ Hibiki is a human being who actually pronounces that sound. ]
Misplacing the circumstances of our acquaintance is hardly a loss, on second thought. Why, it wouldn't surprise me if my mind refused such an unsightly memory...
[ An elegant celebrity can only accept beautiful things into her person. ]
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Hey, have you ever heard of a 'friend ticket'?
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Hibiki laughs aloud (when she's done having whiplash). ]
Quizzing me on PriPara is like requesting a goat inform you about straw. It's my sustenance.
[ Incidentally, her goat is only fed the very best straw on the market. And she only snaps Friend Tickets with the very most worthy. ]
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[He holds up his Hibiki's friend ticket to show her.
It's something he keeps on his person at all time, often forgetting that it's there simply because he doesn't pay too much attention to it as a whole.]
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[ Her. What. How? And not even one from her current era, but from - from before -
Her brain doesn't even make it to the part where she determines that no one who'd received one of those from her a decade ago could have possibly grown up to look like this. It just registers "reminder of childhood" and sticks there, like a
echo chamberbroken record.Game, set, match. There has been a blackout in the theater. ]
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