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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.

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shinjiro aragaki | persona 3

[personal profile] petsthedog 2023-01-08 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
i. arrival (cw: suicidal ideation)

[It'd been foolish. A slip of wistfulness in the last moments as everything went dark. This is how it should be, he'd said, but some part of him must not have believed it. Some long-ago buried spark finding its last gasp as he bled out in that alley. I wish...

He comes to in a garden, and immediately wonders if he's somehow been punked. Shinjiro's never had any particular belief in the afterlife, but he doubts it would be so nice. It's a hallucination, isn't it? He's still in that alley, life leaking out of him with the warmth into the streets as the others looked on (god, the others, they weren't supposed to be there, Aki wasn't supposed to be there, he was supposed to leave without a goddamn fuss--)

But then there's that parchment, and he remembers, doesn't he? He knows exactly what he wished for as he closed his eyes for the last time, and if the Dark Hour was something that could exist, why is this impossible to believe? Something foolish in him clings to the notion, unable to fully accept the ending he'd resigned himself to. No other ending would've been acceptable, but none of it should've ever happened in the first place. If it was true, he could erase it all like it never happened, and this pathetic wretch he'd become could disappear with it.

....Even so. "Drink me", really? Could this be any sketchier. (Well, probably. He doesn't really have any stones to throw from his glass house anyway, considering how he died.)

He lifts up the blue potion vial in his hand, squinting at it, and if anyone nearby seems to be waffling, he'll make up his mind with a shrug.]


...Well. I sure can't get any deader, so. I can go first.

ii. mistletoe

[hm,,

Shinjiro has, over the years, seen at least enough American movies to know what mistletoe is, and what it's for. The whole idea isn't really a thing in Japan, but the moment he steps near one he starts to get this weird giddy feeling in the pit of his stomach, and that's about the moment when he realizes he is indeed being messed with.]


Seriously? You've gotta be kiddin' me.

[This is gonna be a long, long contract, ain't it.]

iii. bonfire

[Shinjiro had only settled in by the fire for some warmth. He's always a little bit cold, these days, due to the aftereffects of the suppressants, and this had seemed like a nice way to warm up without needing to worry about money right off the bat.

The best laid plans of depressed teenagers. He finds himself sliding closer to the crowds, and tells himself it's only because the main parts of the fire will warm him up better. So when someone tries to strike up conversation with him, he only hunches inward tighter, grumbling:]


Ain't much to tell 'bout me. Just another scruffy orphan type.

[he does not want to take part in this touchy feely bullshit ok he would like to brood quietly in peace as is dECENT.]
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II. Hark the Angels Swing

[personal profile] fallendragon 2023-01-08 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Arrakis felt drawn to the eerie snow angels. The feeling of unrest around them reminded him of the magic he had lost. He sympathized with their plight but he couldn't let them hurt anyone and so he drew their attention to him whenever he could. His new white wings were a great distraction and he could fly away before he got into trouble. Most of the time anyway. He had been nicked a few times now but he hid the chilling emptiness he felt and continued to offer his help.

His chest ached when he watched Azula and her precious warmth slip away to safety but he forced himself to wait until she was free from the angels wrath before escaping to the skies to look for her. His new blue, eagle like eyes were sharper than humans and it didn't take long for him to find her. He swooped down to join her with a small shiver, which he quickly disguised as a chuckle.]


That was a close one. Are you alright?
itstillhurt: (pic#15818575)

[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-08 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
I know how to control my flames.

[There's a slightly dangerous edge to her voice when she says it. Afterward, however, she speaks in her more typically matter-of-fact tone.]

The foliage here is likely too damp to be flammable anyway. Otherwise I'd simply try to make a torch the old-fashioned way.
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[personal profile] trenchdoting 2023-01-08 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes just a moment to catch his breath. That's all he can afford! Then he looks towards her, looking like he's still on an adrenaline high, and he nods firmly.]

I can!! Right now, pal!

[With that, he hurries over to grab onto one end of the bookshelf, and he grunts as he tries pulling it along to block the door! Gumshoe really doesn't want to take any chances with this angel...!]
knightofthecart: (Cordelia 8)

[personal profile] knightofthecart 2023-01-08 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
She gives a small nod, having the strangest feeling that they're both refraining from asking about what brought them here. "Right. But this isn't-- I mean, I should be awake by now." Or... not here. Cordelia isn't entirely sure what had waited for her, but a garden isn't it. No one had told her, not even Merlin. She supposes he didn't think she deserved to know-- she'd seen the icy coldness in his gaze whenever he'd regarded her. She'd wanted to be angry about it, but part of her couldn't really blame him. Even if it stung, even if the thoughts still make her heart ache. A feeling -- thankfully -- dulled by whatever magic has a hold of her.

"Peaceful is... good. I like peaceful. Definitely way better than the nightmares I've had lately, too. It could be worse than a pretty, fairytale garden." Dreams of death, dreams of war... the list goes on and on. These thoughts are scared away as well when she holds her new companion's hand, intertwining their fingers together comfortably. She herself has never had any issues with physical contact and affection, seeking it whenever possible. Of course, she usually waits until she's well acquainted with the other person. Until they're both comfortable around each other. But this doesn't feel rushed or unnatural, strangely enough. Something about Corrin puts her at ease, though she can't quite tell what it is.

"You too, huh? I don't usually go around holding hands with strangers, but I just really wanted to."
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un: crocotta

[personal profile] reinforcing 2023-01-08 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Isn't it normal for you to reveal what you know first?
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[personal profile] acrobacy 2023-01-08 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's so tired. ]

What is this virus called.
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[personal profile] dadsandals 2023-01-08 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yamato doesn't catch the injury on Camu's arm just yet, but he does manage to catch his question in the middle of trying to catch his breath. ]

Yeah. I'm drinking it.

[ He's not sure what this will entail, and a part of him's incredibly nervous to do so, but he takes the bottle out from his satchel and removes the cork. He takes a moment to collect himself, inhales deeply...and chugs the potion down in seconds. He will not listen to any protests Camu might make.

He looks pleasantly surprised at the taste, peeks in the bottle to see if there's any more of it left, but alas. Immediately afterwards, though, his hand rests over his chest. His eyes go wide. Then, he glances over at Camu.
]

...You're injured. [ Yamato quickly surveys him, and he spots the cut on Camu's forearm. ] You know...I think I can fix that.
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[personal profile] serpenteyes 2023-01-08 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[She lets him do the harder part of the tugging and pulling, moving to the opposite side and trying to help push. It is probably one of the hardest things she's ever had to personally do. They manage to shift the bookcase right in front of the door right about the time a resounding thump slams against it.

Most likely the angel making an abrupt first contact, likely expecting no resistance. The bookshelf, however, holds it right in place. How long that'll last, Riddel can't say. Perhaps the statue will eventually tire of all of this, however, and leave the two of them in peace.

One can hope.

Loosing a sigh, Riddel takes a moment to try and tend to how she must look after all of that. A shame she gave it her hairpiece. She'll have to see if the locals might fashion something for her in its likeness.]


Thank you. I am very sorry about all of that. I did not expect such a thing would turn out as it did. I was unprepared.
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hehehe

[personal profile] reinforcing 2023-01-08 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ her reply is calm. even her gestures show a level of collectedness he didn't often see even amongst other constructs. in some ways it remind him of someone else, who always seems to take his responses with a grain of salt. he isn't sure if he likes it or not, but decides it doesn't really matter.

while normally he would have balked at the idea of shaking hands with someone; viewing as little more than an oudated and burdensome gesture— he wasn't here to get to know anyone, okay!! yet, before he knows it, his desires end up winning out and his hand reaches for hers.

.... and for some reason, he doesn't seem to let go. uh....


almost to forgo that part, he clears his throat, before speaking.
] Best interests? How? [ ... ] I don't know what you think, but I'm not having any issues. [ denial... is always a great approach. ]
itstillhurt: (pic#15818588)

Sonic plz she so doesn't know slang FSGHGDS

[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-08 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Hm. He was clearly unfamiliar with the concept, but he at least put it together fairly quickly. Minimal credit for a brain, anyway.

Though the last statement... throws her.]


Sweet?

[Listen, she doesn't associate the word with many things about herself. It's a word for softness and sentimentality, not... well. Firebending.]

In what regard?
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i have regrets now i'm crying

[personal profile] shrove 2023-01-08 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
There isn't.

[ suguru says amiably. dearest satoru, suguru intends to spare you that reminder, but you are always hard on yourself that way sometimes, aren't you?

he looks at him, really looks, and even in the years of estrangement suguru still knows him to his bones, his very soul, and knows that satoru is barely keeping it together. oh, if only they knew. if only they knew, in those years, how to be together. but hindsight is 20-20 and they've always been more alike in all the ways that matter -- and oh, how that had broken them apart, driven by geto's hand.

and now here they are, with all the broken pieces.

he doesn't pull away. he can't. satoru feels like the very first, very real flicker of warmth he's had in years, and suguru is only just a man. he has nothing left -- nothing but this. ]


What did you dream about?
trenchdoting: (nervous)

[personal profile] trenchdoting 2023-01-08 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
Right! In the end, that's what counts!

[He manages that with enthusiasm! It's an optimism that's helped him through all the ups and downs of his career. But then he seems less eager when it comes to talking about his mistakes.]

...It's a whole bunch of slip-ups that pile up, and that a defense attorney picks at during trials. Stuff I overlooked at the crime scene, or conclusions I jumped to, or things I let slip that the prosecutors didn't want to reveal yet... there's a wide variety of things, pal. It's a blur trying to sort through them all!
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[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-08 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Keep trying.

[She seems to consider the answer self-evident.]

Even if the walls shift, as long as I'm on top of them I should be able to keep moving toward that castle.

[... a bold assumption, in no way likely to backfire.]
knightofthecart: (cordelia 13)

[personal profile] knightofthecart 2023-01-08 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Briefly, Cordelia thinks again about how she's already keeping on guard just in case. That there's good magic, and more... chaotic magic. Staying on your toes is a good idea when you have no way of knowing when something bad will happen. After what happened to put her loved ones in danger, she can't let that guard down again.]

Right. [She knits her brows together, and her fingers tap against her cup.] I think I'd feel at least a little better if I actually had a sword or something. Can't just punch my way out of everything.

[That is a sentence she never thought she'd say a few weeks ago. It might not sound strange to anyone else, and in truth it doesn't sound all that odd now. But it hits her how much she's changed anyway.]

Nice to meet you, Noct. Here's to our weird new adventure...?

[It's a playful but still careful gesture, offering her cup to clink against his.]>/small>
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[personal profile] rappaccini 2023-01-08 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ that's why i said he's a combo of deon and jeremy??? does jeremy not make it better???

her red gaze flickers over to the shifting snow, the look on her face as impassive as it's going to get. once more, there's no hesitation when she picks up the sword on the ground, pressing her lips tightly at the cold sensation that runs up her skin, and walks over to the miniature snow bank. without another word, she stabs it again with the sword, leaving it there like a makeshift ice excalibur.

there. that should stay still for a little longer, at least until they're able to leave. she, for one, doesn't want to wait and see if it'll reform around the sword.
]

Come, you should get going too. [ she can see him turning pale from the cold, paler than her own skin. ] You look like you're about to turn into an ice cube.
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[personal profile] reinforcing 2023-01-08 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ that's not an entirely incorrect assessment. he can see how those words would likely seem odd to an actual human. a thought, he never put much stock into until now. food having won out of whatever prior considerations he had. which, doesn't stop as he eventually stuffs another bite into her mouth.

but, as he swallows down on his food, he replies in tune.
] So you don't often eat like this? [ it seems like a waste. but that said, he half-wonders how there are so many humans here. thriving, without a care of the virus or whatever else plagued the world.

a thought, he eventually pockets it. while it's not said aloud, he's a bit surprised that the boy doesn't speak with any actual judgment to him. not that he trusts him!! but, maybe he wasn't too bad. his mood improving as he eats and inspired by the bonfire, he continues:
] What was your world like?
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[personal profile] windsongs 2023-01-08 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ She never said he was the type to constantly steal things, bit now she has to wonder, if he's putting that out there sight unseen. Sure, there's probably more at play here, but Hibiki's going to file that response away for later. ]

You're right, we don't. But burning bridges that might come in handy later just for something that might work in a pinch is an awful trade-off, if you ask me.

[ Has she been incredibly sheltered when it comes to immediate run-ins with danger? Yes, more than she would ever realize. But she has always favored long-term solutions over short-term stop-gaps, and as far as she's concerned, this isn't a great idea.

But she gets it, which is why the small blonde heaves a heavy sigh. This kid has way too much of a chip on his shoulder and it isn't really fair. ]


I'm smaller and possibly quicker, so boost me up. I can't really do it myself here.

[ He clearly needs to know that not everything and everyone is out to get him. But she's going to be so pissed if she goes to jail because of an edgy teenager. ]
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[personal profile] reinforcing 2023-01-08 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ sighs... ]

The Punishing Virus.
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[personal profile] acrobacy 2023-01-08 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Never heard of it. But the name does sound like something a super villain would cook up for fun.
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[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-08 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[She narrows her eyes in unbridled suspicion at him, but after a moment it fades.]

Very well, it will do.

[Yes, apparently the coat you let her use out of the kindness of your heart(s?) is adequate. The gratitude is overwhelming.]

You don't act like any healer I've ever known.
reinforcing: (pic#16168942)

[personal profile] reinforcing 2023-01-08 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ ducking behind the cart proves successful. it isn't that it actually ceases the snow angels' movements, but it's definitely enough to place them into a temporary state of confusion. then again, if they could be thrown off with cringe discussions of darkness...

still, he is kind of surprised when yamato steels himself to drink it. he can see the nerves and maybe a part of him buried deep within him, feels... a little bothered at the prospect of pushing this onto him. it's one thing for him to do it as he was accustomed to it (as much as he despises this truth), but before he could think of any secondary thoughts, or could formulate a good rebuttal, yamato already downs it.
] ...!

[ he opens his mouth to speak, but instead, he's beat to the punch. ]

Don't push yoruself. [ before that can sound too caring, he adds: ] I'm not babysitting you if your powers go awry. [ but, even while saying that, he is kind of curious to see how it affected him, and what he's going to do. was it a power different than his own elemental ability? ]
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[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-08 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
I'm fine.

[The response is immediate and harsh. She's uninjured, but apparently the question bothered her anyway.]

I assume there's a reason you care.
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[personal profile] reinforcing 2023-01-08 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Well, whether you have it or not, it doesn't change my mind.

[ aka, the world was a hellscape no matter what and without exception. ]

... is that supposed to be a joke?

[ super villain???? whomst??? ]
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[personal profile] windsongs 2023-01-08 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's quite possibly more excited about this than she is, it's kind of cute and more than a little infectious. Holding up the drink, the small blonde grins at it, and Mister Salesman here. Man, he's really into this. Okay, in that case--

It doesn't take much for her to turn on Performance Mode, her head tilting girlishly as she lets Gumshoe get a better look. She even swirls it around a bit, for added effect. ]


Hmm, both good options! I gotta say, out of the two, I hope it's lemon. Banana flavoring always tastes like chemicals to me. [ A beat, as she briefly holds it out toward him. ] Cheers!

[ She starts with just a sip, still incredibly weary the some mystery concoction with unknown origins. But judging from the surprised look on her face, coupled with her easily draining about half of the bottle's contents before stopping herself and corking it, the potion must be pretty good. ]