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TDM #11


Whether it be sleep or death, you feel your eyes close, and as your body begins to let go, you see a barn owl that is flying through the darkness, soon sweeping you across the clouded sky. You feel yourself mouth the words, “I wish, I wish..” and utter your deepest and darkest desire.
When you regain consciousness, you’ll find you are in an unfamiliar place with no recognition of how you arrived here. You have the clothes on your back, but nothing else. No weapons and if you had a particular superpower, you’ll notice it is missing. All you have is a satchel nearby, being picked and torn at by a bird- is that a potoo? As soon as the bird sees you approach, it flies off. It leaves behind mangled scraps of bread, a smashed glass vial that seems to have spilled water all over the pack, and a potion. The potion could be red, blue or golden. There are no instructions about these potions other than two words: Drink Me.
Will you drink it or not?
There are scraps of torn, damp parchment, some of which have scrawling, jagged handwriting you can still barely make out:
You’re in a garden, surrounded by flowers and plants– most of which are mundane, some you cannot identify. However, there are two that stick out: Faerie rings and Rafflesia.
The Rafflesia is easy enough to avoid, its horrid smell easily warning away anybody with a working nose. If for some reason you opt to approach, the only unusual thing you’ll see is that they seem to have attracted swarms of rats. The rats seem territorial and aggressive, but are otherwise unremarkable. The flowers seem similarly mundane. However, anybody who smells the Rafflesia begins to experience an odd fixation- the corpse-like smell of the flower makes you think about your own death. The more you were exposed to the smell, the longer and more intense this preoccupation becomes, from a mild distraction for an hour or so up to full-blown nightmares for the next week.
The Faerie Rings can be seen in the grass scattered throughout the garden, and they’re unfortunately a lot easier to miss. These, it seems, have been planted by the faeries infesting the garden this month, and anybody who crosses through them will catch the attention of the fae. Usually, this will be simple enough; teleporting you elsewhere in the garden, into the labyrinth, or somewhere in the village. However, those who are particularly disrespectful or unsavory might find themselves targeted for more malicious retribution.

The tone in the village has changed since Vaeros retreated into his castle. The villagers seem anxious and paranoid, somewhat hostile to the Dreamers- even the newcomers will face their cold shoulder, despite having just arrived- and they’re spending most of their time indoors, except to angrily shoo out an over-curious potoo. They’ve also raided the garden and any shops and stores for all the pumpkins they can get, and overnight they’ve set up a variety of jack-o-lanterns outside their homes and shops. These seem to be intended to ward out evil, and notably, any Dreamer who approaches a warded home will briefly feel a sense that they’re unwelcome, though it’s easy enough to ignore.
Anybody who crosses through the warning zone of a jack-o-lantern and ignores it, however, might find themselves subjected to strange effects.
Jack-o-Lantern Faces
- Scary: Jack-o-lanterns designed to look scary will make you indecisive. You’ll be compelled to overthink every decision, no matter how trivial. The worst-case scenario will constantly weigh on your mind, and it will be difficult to accomplish anything.
- Funny: Jack-o-lanterns designed to look funny or cute will make you impulsive. Whims and emotions will pass through you extremely quickly, and it may be difficult to focus or stick to plans.
- Creative: Jack-o-lanterns with more unique, abstract, or artful designs will make you obsessive. What the obsession may be is dependent on the person; it could be something they already care about, or something that happens to occur to them after they encounter the effect. Either way, it will be all-consuming.
- Blank: Pumpkins that haven’t been carved at all do… nothing. Really. Nothing. We promise. Well, nothing internal. But after you get a glimpse of one, you’ve been marked, and the pumpkins will know. You may feel like you’re being watched. You may feel like you’re being followed. You may see a glimpse of orange movement. One thing is certain: The pumpkins are following you. They’re masters of stealth, but you know the truth. You know.
Regardless of which effect you experience, it should wear off after a few hours, a day at most- except for the blank pumpkins. They’re quite persistent, and may stalk you for days or even weeks; the pumpkins are patient and ever-vigilant.

Those who were in Somnius in spring of the previous year may remember- with no small degree of dread- the faeries who invaded Somnius briefly. Last time, they were in a good humor, and their jokes were playful. This time, something seems to have them in a bad mood. There’s no attempt to ask for favors, no negotiation… anybody who crosses the Faerie Rings in the garden might catch their attention, but you might just as easily catch their interest because they didn’t like your attitude or just objected to the look of you. They may simply try to lure you into the labyrinth until you’re hopelessly lost, trick you into more Faerie Rings until they’ve had their fill of you, or simply lay a curse on you.
The curses aren’t nearly so playful this time, either- they’re malevolent. Instead of petty inconveniences, these curses seem targeted to be personal. Somebody with a physical insecurity will find it magnified to draw attention to it. If you fear something about yourself, you may find it magnified and reinforced. If you’re desperate to keep something hidden, it will inevitably be revealed. It’s not clear if they somehow know what will hurt your character, or the curse simply finds it automatically, but it is vindictive and it knows how to hit home.
Fortunately, they mostly keep to the garden and the labyrinth, even when the potoo's around. These curses wear off after a day or so, but by then the damage may well be done.

There are many smaller side effects of Vaeros losing control of Somnius, changes that will last for the foreseeable future. Chief among them is that the labyrinth is no longer magical; it’s a mundane structure, albeit one that seems to have immediately attracted the same hostile fae and oddly-aggressive rats that infest the garden. Best not to meddle too much. Some other changes include:
The Network Devices were powered by Vaeros’s magic. Without him, they’ve depleted to much more limited forms. Around the first day of October, the eye adorning them closes as the magic becomes dormant. Among other things, this means that Network posts will not be available for the time being. Sleepr will also not be taking place. Personal one-on-one or small group communication is still possible via text, voice, or video, as per usual, and old posts are still available to be perused, but mass broadcasts will not be available without Vaeros.
The Crystal can still grant wishes, but Myrta seems to be the one granting them now; she’s trying to work out how to take full control of the thing and undo all the damage Vaeros has done. However, especially now that new arrivals are coming to Somnius again, she’s willing to do her best to grant stolen powers and objects; it only seems fair. Potion powers are also still granted to newcomers. [[The OOC reward mechanic has not changed, only the IC flavor and possibly the tenor of some of the results.]]
Speaking of Myrta, she’s still asking the Dreamers for help in her work. She may send you on missions asking for all sorts of odd things. They might be extremely trivial mundane items that belong to random Dreamers, arbitrary bits and pieces of the setting, or even debris from the labyrinth itself, once the Dreamers start wrecking parts of it. Don’t worry, she won’t ask for anything suspect. (She might become indignant at the suggestion.) Occasionally, she'll pine over her missing bird, almost exclusively when you spot the potoo out of the corner of your eye. Coincidence? Yeah, probably.
The Library now has more books on the world and history of the village before Vaeros took over, now that he’s not actively censoring them. [[Feel free to ask us any questions you may want answers to in our game FAQs!]]
Welcome to the labyrinthum TDM! Characters will arrive depowered and with only their clothing, and will be given a satchel with a crystal pendant, a communication device, some water and bread and a magic potion. If they drink the potion, they will manifest an elemental, healing or animal transformation ability.
With the exception of the bubble of magic surrounding Castle Vaeros, characters are free to go as they please, so feel free to place them in any of the locations available on the map. Yes, this includes the Labyrinth, which is no longer enchanted and will not move or shift to hinder them anymore.
You can find more information about the game here. Any questions regarding the TDM can go under the comment below.
Asterios / Berserker - Fate : Grand Order | Current Player, New Character
[ Among all the newcomers on this day is a very tall individual. Really, everything about him sticks out - the scars all over his body, his ripped muscles, the animal-like hair that reaches around his neck, the blood-red eyes, the gigantic horns atop his head... While his face is difficult to read, this is one puzzled dude.
Is this an event? A dream? Who knows. But Master will come along and fix this, as they always do. So he's not going to stress out about it. He's content to ignore everyone and be ignored himself.
But the fairies have other ideas. He's unknowingly stepped into their rings, and thus, finds himself teleported all over the place! All over the gardens, all over the village, popping up in a store, maybe suddenly in your home!
He slowly blinks at his surroundings, wondering what just happened. ]
... Where. Am I?
[ Those who hear him speak will find his voice rather gentle. But also strained and slow, as if he's not used to speaking at all. ]
Berserker, Berkserker, Pumpkin Eater
[ Pumpkins are vegetables. Vegetables are food. Therefore, if you leave pumpkins out, it's okay to eat them, right?
That's why you can find Asterios snacking on Blank Pumpkins and looking pretty content with himself. Mind you, he's also eating the seeds and the stems. He's not picky when it comes to his meals... but he's also making a huge mess all over himself and the ground.
If he notices you staring, he'll pause, then stick a huge fist into the pumpkin, pulling out its guts, and holding it out to you. ]
You. Want this...?
This Is Some Bull
[ His potion of "choice" wound up being the transformation one, and that's why you'll find a big white bull sleeping in the gardens. Looks like it's having a good ol' nap... but the rats or fairies don't seem keen on having him sleep the day away. They begin to approach the peaceful bull.
Watch what happens next, or try to help out this completely normal bull that came out of nowhere? ]
Stone Cold
[ He's no fan of labyrinths himself for... personal reasons. So being asked - well, told - by Myrta, he's got no problem hauling gigantic slabs of rock from the remains back to her. His muscles aren't just for show, he's easily carrying massive amounts without breaking a sweat.
If you happen to be struggling with your load, you'll suddenly find it a lot lighter, as if it weighed nothing at all... because it's no longer there. He's suddenly grabbed it and is carrying it himself. ]
... I will carry this. You can carry... else. I will do.
Wildcard
[ Make your own prompt! Feel free to plot with me at melcat33 for both plurk/discord ]
Arrival
BB jumps completely back, manifesting her scythe in seconds, screaming. ]
BB DIDN'T DO ANYTHING BAD YET I PROMISE!!!
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[ Now, to be entirely fair, if he had been told she was here before he saw her, she is where the blame would have gone. Not like there ain't precedence.
But she appears to be just as startled as he is (though that "yet" is concerning on a number of levels. we'll focus on that later.) so he just continues slow-blinking at her. Finally, he says - ]
Okay.
[ Another long pause. He then points downward, trying to pinpoint things. ]
... Singularity?
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No... This is another universe entirely... Not Servant Verse either.. It's completely away from anything we know. Just pretend it's a new slate. Did you get a potion by the way? It is safe to drink if you haven't already.
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Still, at least there's something he can answer. ]
... Yellow potion. I drank it. Turned into... a bull.
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Wow, a bit on the nose there, aren't you? Well, feel free to have fun bulling it up and running around wild here! It's your new home for who knows how long. Did you need or want to know anything else....? Is... [ A beat, not her Senpai anymore. ] Master here too?
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Have not seen Master. Have not seen anyone. You are... the first.
... Is BB... okay?
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🎃
[The voice coming from Asterios’ side as he digs into a pumpkin is cool and exasperated, belying just how relieved she actually was to have come across a familiar face in this place. The expression on her face is unquestionably fond, though.]
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He promptly turns to her, kneeling down in relief. ]
Euryale...! You are here... are you... all right?
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No, of course I’m not! I was suddenly dragged out of Chaldea into some strange place and Stheno and Master are nowhere to be found! It’s awful!
…But you’re here, so it’s not all bad. What about you? Are you alright? Have you been here long?
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... Not seen Master. Or Stheno. Or anyone. Very strange Singularity.
[ He assumes that's what's happening. What else could it possibly be? ]
I have been... trying to keep away... so I don't scare the people here.
Pumpkin Eater
F-for me? I, I dunno, pal. I had a heavy lunch. Just, uh, please don't hurt me!
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[ More for him, then. He shoves what he pulled out into his mouth and resumes eating. Munch, munch, munch. He even licks his fingers once it's all gone - no manners, this one. ]
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Um, you lost, pal?
[He jerks a thumb in the direction of the labyrinth.]
The, uh, labyrinth's that way...
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... Do you know a... Ritsuka... Fujimaru.
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Sorry, pal. The name doesn't ring a bell. ...Friend of yours?
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Mmm. Will look for them.
[ But that does make him pause in his eating. Hmmm. Thinking. He wipes his mouth with the back of his arm. ]
... Share with... Ritsuka?
[ Asking out loud if this would be a good idea. Sharing this... half-eaten destroyed pumpkin that is spilling its guts all over place. ]
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He rubs at his head uncertainly.]
Um, uh, I dunno pal! Is this Ritsuka a... fan of crushed pumpkin bits? [Some people do seem to love everything pumpkin-related!]
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So she's sitting off to one side, 'watching' all this unfold with a great deal of curiosity. What could the fairies and rats possibly want with some horned animal? ]
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His blood-red eyes shoot open, and he lets out a monstrous roar, kicking and snorting and braying... and destroying pretty much anything in around him. Which, considering his monster strength, is a LOT. ]
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She's pretty small, even standing. Barely 4'. ]
Hey- hey! Woah! Calm down!
It's okay, just a few pests.
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[ She drops low, and swoops an arm around into a circle. Once solid ground sinks like a liquid, and Asterios might soon find that he's knee... chest? Uh... Half-bull deep into the ground before it resolidifies. ]
You can sit there until you're calm, I guess.
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... before finally starting to return to his normal, hulking, gigantic human form.
But, hey, at least he's calmer? ... ish? ]
Urgh....raugh...!
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