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seaofsouls2015-12-07 08:16 pm
worldkeys) wrote in seaofsouls2015-12-07 08:16 pm
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TEST DRIVE #1.
 You wake up in a strange place, the smell of chocolate assailing you. The house you're in, the beds you (and the people around you) are in... all of it is made of candy, chocolate, licorice. Various confections. Lots of it is sticky. A slow fireplace crackles away behind you. It's a small, cozy cottage, and outside it's dusk. Going outside leads to woods filled with more candy shooting out of the ground, until it abruptly stops. Trying to navigate leads to an impasse, an endlessness of woods, bringing you right back to the small cottage. A well sits outside the house for drawing water, but... even the water seems to be thin chocolate. What an odd place this is. The walls are made of gingerbread. A dream like this... seems a bit crazy, doesn't it? But if you think hard enough, you can almost recall something vague. A cat, a closet. Someone mentioning a Dream. Some Keys. A strange Rabbit person... but is that really important when you're in a house filled with sweets like this? Who knows what else you could find? ... Mind the mushrooms growing all over the house's floor and the forest's pathways, and read the signs carefully. Because if you eat them... THAT food might not treat you well. (This prompt will allow you and your fellows to explore the an example of someone's Storybook together, without interruption, and see what kinds of things might result. The Cheshire Cat might pop up at any given time; other things may happen, too, at the mods' discretion, but you are otherwise free to rummage the house and tear it apart, wander the forest, get lost, find strange puzzles and riddles, fall down dark holes, find trails of breadcrumbs, old burnt buildings... but you'll come right back in a loop, essentially. This is an exploration prompt.)  You opened that cupboard, and maybe you shouldn't have. But now you're here, and you're not alone. A grumpy person with a torn ear and black, branch-like hair, stands before you, tapping his foot in impatience. His eyes unsettle you. They're red on black, no whiteness at all. His outfit is old, Victorian-seeming, but his voice is young. Too young. And something about this place, filled with dead trees, cracked cobblestone, and several tombstones... it's vaguely unsettling. The lighting here doesn't help. And you can't shake the feeling you're missing something vital you once had, before, now a huge gap, just gone. Powers? Those, too. Gone. Weapons? Also gone. "... Is this all of you, then?" He says, looking at the group assembled. "Well... greetings. I am the White Rabbit, and I will be your guide, Alice. Now, let me explain how this wo--" He's about to launch into a familiar spiel when a strange creature wearing a hood pops up out of the darkness around you, leaning on someone nearby. It might be you, it might be the person next to you, but he seems to have no concept of personal space. He twirls, letting out a purr. "Oh, let them ask the questions themselves this time, yer puttin' me to sleep! Talk to me instead, Alice... and Alice! And Alice! Mweeheehee! I'm way better company~!" ... Oh, boy. Looks like all of you had better figure this thing out amongst yourselves, and also deal with... er, these two... characters. (This prompt will include separate threads from both NPCs and allow the characters to question them both about their situation, as well as meet one another.) |
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If Alice says this is a Dream, then it's a Dream. It's as simple as that. But punishment? Hm~ Probably.
[ Not that he's going to tell that one. ]
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Can rules be erased or reworded by other Alices?
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[ He doesn't answer. Instead, he changes gears. ]
...You sure you can afford to just stand around and ask questions all day? Don't have anythin' more important to do?
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I know that but still-- [ Leaving things hanging are rather unnerving. ] I'll figure it out, then. So, I'm assuming we have to go through that door?
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[ Oh, but he's not going to tell him just how bad those Worlds can be. How they can rip and tear at hearts and minds, leaving the souls ripe for the eating. ]
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[ Because he can't just go home free without one of the most important things to him... even if Sonia decides to call him Mamoru Chiba. He knows full well that isn't his name. Although he fears that if someone said his name now, he probably would show absolutely no recognition to it.
And that much scares him, right down to his core. He tries not to show it, but it's futile. It's way too easy for his emotions to slip right out in the open and even his ahoge is a telltale sign that pretty much says that he won't like it if he doesn't get it back. ]
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[ His grin will spread wider. That's the big thing. "If." ]
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[ There's determination in his voice, as if sweeping the "if" under the rug; it's clear that he's not taking any ifs ands or buts when it comes down to it. He'll get his name back, no matter what it takes (as long as that part doesn't involve murder) as well as whatever the hell else the Cat stole from everyone else. ]
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[ Meaning you might not like the cost that comes with getting your name back. Hey, Alice isn't a bad name! ]
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And what exactly is it? This 'price' you talk about?
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[ The grin grows and his eye narrows, as if he's seeing something amusing. Like a toy mouse he could pounce on, or is toying with. ]
...You don't gotta kill anyone for it, if that's what you're worried about.
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... I see. Well, that's fine, then.