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Labyrinthum Mod ([personal profile] labyrinmods) wrote in [community profile] buttrinthum2023-01-01 04:59 pm
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TDM #1


Arrival / Enchanted Garden

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 with a piece of bread, a vial of water 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 is a parchment, handwritten, and it simply gives you a welcoming:

“Welcome to my Labyrinth. Per our agreement, you have consented to live your life here for an undetermined amount of time. In exchange, I will grant you the wish that you desire the most.”

You’re in a garden, surrounded by flowers and plants– most of which you cannot identify. However, there are a few that you can make out: poinsettias and mistletoe. You’ll soon find out that being around the poinsettias give you an odd sense of joy no matter how confusing the situation may seem and the mistletoe, which is left over from the holiday season, gives you the desire to kiss or hold hands with the nearest person to you. It looks like there are plenty of others who are just now waking up from their dream-state as well.. why not go ahead and say hello?

Somnius / Snow Angels

With the influx of new life, the humble town a barkeep tells you is called Somnius seems to come alive as well, with new faces to join that of the resident fairies, goblins and other townfolk. There’s bustling energy to the land that the townfolk will tell you wasn’t quite there before, and some suspect that the presence of the new arrivals might be powering the world around them in some way - but that’s a question to be answered on another day. The quaint town of Somnius needs a little bit of care, that rustic feel to the mushroom houses, old shops and weathered castles too evident at first glance, but it’s not a bad place to live, as the locals will tell you. It almost seems like everything will be okay…

But of course, things are never so simple.

Whether you have been wandering around to get your bearings, talking to the locals or exploring your new humble (very humble) abode, you can expect to find mysterious ice sculptures - fashioned in the shape of snow angels, with blades in their hands - appearing in random places around the town. There are some that manifest in the middle of the street, some that sit quietly at the edge of an inn, and even some that appear right beside your bed, staring at you as you wake up. It’s unclear how these sculptures even got here, but close proximity to them will conjure up feelings of unrest, like you should not step any closer.

It’s smart to trust your gut in these situations. Step too close to a snow angel and it will come to life, moving with the grace of flowing water. They make a vague request and will spare only those able to heed it.

“Cold … so cold … Even the days of Visium are so cold. Have you any warmth to spare us?”

Some angels will accept an article of clothing as warmth. Others are greedy and keep demanding more, wanting to take everything that you have on your body. Heed their requests and they will spare you. Resist even just a little, and that’s when they draw their swords.

It’s not too easy to defeat an angel with brute force given that they reform themselves immediately. Running away or blasting them with fire could do the trick. Be careful not to get cut by their blades, however…

Characters who get cut by their blades will experience an inconsolable sense of chill and emptiness, right down to their bones. They will find themselves desiring ‘warmth’ from others in different ways - whether through physical contact, or affectionate words and gestures. There might be the few who go feverish in their desire for warmth. For those characters – the open fireplace is looking like a very tantalizing place to sit in right now (Yes, sit in, not by). They might even feel compelled to pull a friend in with them. That can’t be good for anyone…

The effects will only subside if the condition of receiving ‘warmth’ is met. This can be in the literal sense (physical warmth and intimacy) or figurative (feelings of love, acceptance and happiness).

Bonfire

When night falls, the temperatures only drop further, which does no favours for the poor souls who had to give up their clothing. The locals want to welcome the new arrivals and give everyone an opportunity to unwind from a busy and chaotic day of being hunted by snow sculptures. That’s why they’ve set up a gathering in the middle of town square. Food and alcohol is being generously supplied by The Cask & Anvil, and marketplace vendors have set up pop up stands to try and cajole the new arrivals into purchasing some fancy new clothes or a pretty gemstone they claim will ward off danger (claims not verified).

At the center of it all is a large bonfire that’s warming up the square. Everyone is encouraged to warm themselves by it after a long day, eat, and make merry. In fact, there’s a certain sense of enchantment to the crackling fire that seems to draw even the shiest wallflower in, pushing them to sit with others and make conversation. As the night goes on, the newly arrived dreamers will find themselves settling easily into the warm and bustling mood, any stresses and anxieties melting away. With time, they’ll start to find themselves without a filter, more than happy to talk about themselves and the life they had led prior to coming to Visium. In fact, they will feel compelled to share a story from their past - one that might be joyous, comedic, thrilling, or tragic. Whatever sorts of feelings come attached to their story, it will be one of emotional significance.

In the back of their minds, they might get the sense someone else is listening.

OOC

Welcome to the [community profile] 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 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 - though characters will not be able to clear the maze. Please comment here to request an outcome for your character's labyrinth exploration and a moderator will get to you shortly. (The longest a character can stay in the Labyrinth is 3 days.)

You can find more information about the game here. Any questions regarding the TDM can go under the comment below.

empression: (Killing demons is so refreshing!)

[personal profile] empression 2023-01-04 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's replaced by a very sweet smile. This is arguably worse. ]

Absolutely not.
axeiled: (pic#15822264)

1/2

[personal profile] axeiled 2023-01-04 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Uh-huh.]

Yeah. I thought so.
axeiled: (pic#15910119)

[personal profile] axeiled 2023-01-04 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Anyway, not to be out-stubborned, Eddie suddenly reaches out to grab his potion around the neck, uncorking it with his thumb in nearly the same motion.

Brings it to his lips and KNOCKS IT BACK

Sorry Haru.]
empression: (My god they were roommates)

[personal profile] empression 2023-01-04 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. He just--went for it. He just went for it?!

Haru looks simultaneously shocked and alarmed. ]


Eddie-san?! W-wait--

[ IT WENT DOWN THE HATCH ALREADY, HARU. ]
takumina: (Default)

scratch that, mistletoe because why not make it awkward AND painful;

[personal profile] takumina 2023-01-04 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
( having wandered around the garden long enough to realize it's a bit cumbersome to do so with his usual eye covering and without a shred of his jujutsu means that he's since traded the blindfold for dark glasses. people have stopped mistaking him for blind, for one, and it does make it easier to get around without running the risk of tripping over his own feet before he fully learns the layout of this place.

( one: this is not a small place, so good luck with that and two, how does it feel to be alarmingly normal for once in your entire life? more on that later. )

this much, to start, means that he won't be as acutely aware of the other man's presence as he would be otherwise ( you know, it's not as though he can just go sniffing the air for his residuals ) but he'll still be able to sense him at his periphery, soon enough that he won't be so close as to leave him wide open should he choose to do … anything … but close enough that it will find the fine hair at the back of his neck standing on end. like the promise of an electrical storm on the horizon with how it charges the air around him.

is it really you?

it's the touch of that hand against his own that has him sucking in a breath and holding it, such a simple but achingly familiar thing catching in the back of his throat alongside a ruined exhale; he doesn't lift his gaze to look at him directly, or even cast a sidelong glance because he's not entirely convinced he can trust himself to do it in the first place. not without giving something away that he desperately needs to keep for himself.
)

Since when have you ever gone out of your way to apologize to me for anything? ( he finally asks, voice low, the ghost of a wry smile curving one side of his mouth upward — but only because it helps to mask the way he's now biting the inside of his cheek hard enough to make it bleed. )

Is it you, Suguru? Really you? Or have I— ( here, he laughs to himself, equal parts incredulous and exasperated. ) Have I finally gone mad?
Edited 2023-01-06 18:37 (UTC)
lightguns: (I long to spend)

[personal profile] lightguns 2023-01-04 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[is he telling her he drank a catboy potion. She is too online for this.]

Whoa, careful little boy. You might wind up participating in our overlord's fetish!
takumina: (Default)

5 / un: strongest;

[personal profile] takumina 2023-01-04 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
From what I've gathered, anyone that drinks the blue potion gets healing powers.
Much more useful than ears and a tail.
Maybe you can find someone that's taken the plunge and ask them for some help?


( helpful, gojo. super helpful. )
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[personal profile] axeiled 2023-01-04 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[CAN'T STOP HIM NOW

Eddie actually downs the whole thing, and when he finally lowers the bottle to come back "up" for air, he lets out a shuddering exhale.]


Woah.

[Eyebrows shooting up. He's not exploding, at least.]

That actually tastes-- Really, really good. I was expecting like, cough syrup. Or stale alcohol. Not whatever's in there.
empression: (It's not Persona without shenanigans)

[personal profile] empression 2023-01-04 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh no, you didn't!

[ Haru waves her arms frantically in front of her, trying to be consoling. ]

It's... so terrible that you had to endure something like that when you were younger, of course, and it's so unfortunate that you lost your memory because of it... but thank you for telling me. I'm glad if it means you're allowed to leave a more fulfilling life now that you're able to leave and see... well, a new world, technically.
le_neuvieme: (pose as a team cuz...)

You rang?

[personal profile] le_neuvieme 2023-01-04 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Gideon had been trying to figure out just what the fuck was going on, really. She wasn't getting anywhere, but at least someone had given her food. She didn't trust the bottle as far as she could throw it, so she'd stuffed it in the satchel before stuffing her face.

She was wiping crumbs and ancient makeup off the corner of her mouth when she heard a familiar voice. It figured, she thought, that neither she nor Harrowhark could even get this right. Well, weaponless or not, they may just have to try again. If Harrow was there, that damned Lyctor probably was, too. And her wish ...

I wish there was a better way to do this shit.

Without hesitation, Gideon barged around the corner and flung herself at the snow angel, aiming a kick at its sword hand in hopes of disarming it. She had never seen anything like it - was that bone? No, it definitely wasn't bone, or Harrow would have claimed herself a second bitch. The sword clattered to the ground and Gideon picked it up like someone else's puppy: not hers, but still pretty great.

"Poof. What are your other two wishes?"
empression: (More like Hurricane Tortilla)

[personal profile] empression 2023-01-04 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
... So you're all right? You don't feel any ill side-effects at all?

[ She is speaking. Very quietly. ]
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[personal profile] illustro 2023-01-04 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Who knows? We don't know the guy that runs this place, so I can't tell. It might end up being just a full-on fraud too.

[He doesn't want to think about that right now though.]

Do you not want to go back?
illustro: (Default)

[personal profile] illustro 2023-01-04 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
that's easier said than done
how do I know people have healing powers?
Do you know anyone?


[He can't go from person to person asking for it. That's... weird.]
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[personal profile] nonagesimus 2023-01-04 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Harrow manages to look as relieved as is possible for her -- which still isn't very, particularly as her makeup's been smeared to hell and back, giving her face the appearance of a skull in the process of melting. She'd be horrified if she had a mirror handy.

As for the snow creature, it's already reforming its damaged hand and reaching for its sword again. Damn. She'd be impressed that someone could control snow like this if it weren't a present threat.

Oh, right. Gideon was speaking. At least she was speaking with a sword in-hand, which was quite possibly Harrow's second wish.

"It took you long enough. Can you please murder that thing so we can get on with whatever this is?"
polarvoid: (❀ Bee Balm)

[personal profile] polarvoid 2023-01-04 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Secretely rule the world...now Basil isn't sure if he's pulling his leg or not. It kindof feels like he's being teased, if he's honest...

He shifts a little in place, still holding Kokichi's hand as they walk somewhere(?)]


I...I'll think about it.
polarvoid: (❀ Water Lily)

[personal profile] polarvoid 2023-01-04 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[That is, unfortunately, a very accurate statement. Basil is sensitive on a good day...and this, in fact, is not a good day.]

I see...

[So one of them must have wandered to where he'd been staying. It might have asked him for warmth? But he was so startled he didn't even think to help out...and he'd probably hesitated a bit too long for its liking.]

Oh n-no...you saved me. It's okay.

My name is Basil.
youthfulwhatever: (re9_013)

[personal profile] youthfulwhatever 2023-01-04 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Rika's response is a peal of sunny laughter – if she's offended at the brush off, she doesn't show it. Honestly, it's a little more fun to get a response like that when she goes a-prodding than having someone go completely belly up right away. It gives her a little reassurance that things are going to be a little interesting here, at least. ]

Oh come on, if everyone's dishing out all these juicy secrets, it's just the smart thing to do to keep 'em handy just in case you need them down the road! You know, survival of the fittest, dog eat dog, that sort of thing.

[ She clicks her tongue, surveying the chattering group around the bonfire before turning back to Poppy, still with that grin. ]

Then again... nothing here has really been super juicy, has it? Not juicy enough to keep on record, anyway.
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[personal profile] takumina 2023-01-04 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I bumped into this one guy when I first woke up.
Bit of a temper problem, name's Akira.
He HAD a blue potion but I couldn't tell you if he drank it or not.
You could just ask like you did about the bandages.
'Hey, anyone have a blue potion and actually drink it?'
Easy peasy.


( you've done weirder things, noct. like go on a sidequest to rescue beans despite how much you hate them.

not that he would know that, of course, but sometimes we like to break the fourth wall in introspection.
)
empression: (Have you tried this dung yet?)

[personal profile] empression 2023-01-04 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Basil...

... [ She's quiet for a few seconds, processing--and then she just... lights up, pressing her palms together. ]

What a wonderful name! Basil originally had a negative connotation, but it's now a very powerful symbol of good luck and prosperity! It has all sorts of health benefits, too, when it comes to eating it!
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[personal profile] serpenteyes 2023-01-04 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Riddel starts at the sound of his voice. For just a moment, the surprise in her features are present before they eventually fade into something softer and slightly abashed. He begins to remove his trench coat and she looks apologetic.

If she had more to offer, then he wouldn't have needed to give anything at all.]


I did not wish to give her nothing. [She explains, a gentleness in her voice as she eyes the angel, who seems to be considerably more appreciative of Gumshoe's coat.] Thank you for your assistance. I am certain your coat will do far more good.
greatairplane: (Fahgetaboutet)

[personal profile] greatairplane 2023-01-04 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Well... yeah.

[He shrugged as if that's what everyone did to get by doing something they loved.]

Anyway, I don't have to do that anymore. I have a very stable income and live comfortably enough I can finally write what I want to! When I have time. I do have a kingdom and an empire to help run. But that's boring.

So what do you do for fun?
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finally slides in here. ARRIVAL; A with a splash of B

[personal profile] spaceassassin 2023-01-04 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ keith is, indeed, minding his own business. with a couple months of blade training under his fanny pack belt – plus, one year of the importune camping trip with his mom in the quantum abyss – he should be better at this blending in, don’t be seen sort of thing. instead, he’s out in the open, fiddling with his satchel, rummaging. all items are accounted for, though not necessarily useful at this point, except for that stone-age phone he tossed back inside. it pinged three ticks ago, meaning someone’s likely responded to his network post and so he’d really like to check that…

dammit, is this bag a black hole or something? where did it go?

you there!

briefly, keith flicks his gaze up, registering only pink, blonde, and non-threatening ( probably ) before resuming focus into his satchel. ]


Kind of busy here.

[ the nicer version of shove off; be grateful. or not? perhaps keith wasn’t clear enough because next he knows it, said blonde is in front of him, grabbing his hand. ]

Seriously? I said –

[ gaze up again, he once again registers pink, blonde, annoying… and two green, sickle-shaped markings above her cheekbones. the scowl smoothes out with a hard blink and then his gaze is swiveling back and forth between one marking to the next. ]

– Uh? [ … give him a sec, ok. ]
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[personal profile] egosurfing 2023-01-04 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh-

( oh. well. now she has. a jacket in her lap.

...

he's really not subtle, is he? ena smiles a little and swings it around her shoulders, pushing her hands through the sleeves. )


So it won't get dropped or something like that.

( but it's a relief, certainly- especially with the cake and tea. )

I'm Ena Shinonome, by the way.
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[personal profile] virtuell 2023-01-04 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Tieria nods at that assessment and makes a tentative decision to mark his library companion down as one of the more reflected people in this mess. ]

Certainly, but what concerns me is less the date on the book and more your temporal description. If 1927 is in the future for you, you are more than one thousand years in the past for me.

[ ... ]

Granted, as far as you are concerned I could also just be saying so.

[ Maybe the fact that he is wearing a sci-fi pilot suit at least lends him some credibility. ]
takumina: (Default)

i love using this icon on meg LMAO

[personal profile] takumina 2023-01-04 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
( good plan, good plan; gojo can't say he's ever been in a situation like this before, but if he happened to be the one with information about a future that someone else doesn't know about, and it's not a great one … well, he's pretty good already at lying by omission, isn't he? it might actually be a piece of cake for him to keep his mouth shut for once.

( thank goodness this isn't the case, though, because it really is anyone's guess whether or not he would actually be able to keep from spilling the beans. the exact opposite of leaving out key information when it would be really helpful if he didn't. )

it would be kind of a miracle if something were actually able to take his attention away from these new appendage's of his student's. always quick on the uptake, megumi gets where his line of thinking is going without much poking or prodding at all, and when he gets the answer he'd been expecting he reaches to pull out the potion he's yet to make a decision about, golden liquid swirling around in the vial as he presents it.
)

Maybe not on purpose, I'd think if you had any choice in the matter you would have opted for a wolf or something. ( does he know ya boy? he knows ya boy. he shakes the vial a little. ) I wonder what I'll end up with …