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takamagahara2016-09-30 07:21 pm
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Whether you're trying to figure out how your character would fare in this setting, trying to get some samples together, or just dipping your toes in the water, you've come to the right place! The Test Drive is here to make your life easy by letting you see what the game is like without actually joining it first. So here is how it works:
1: Post a starter with your character, including whether they are a god or shinki in the subject line.
2: Act like your character is established enough in the setting to allow your thread to go places.
3: Take on any god/shinki of your choosing, as long as they're not already in the game!
4: Comment around to the other people on the meme.
5: Have lots of fun!
Old Officials
There's a business that is desperately wishing the older members of their workforce would bow out. They've been sitting on death's door for so long and are doing little to help the company. The younger managers only want to step up and take their place! Help convince these ancient businessmen to step down.
A celebration for peanuts is sweeping through the city. Peanut butter, peanut cookies, even just plain peanuts are being sold, thrown, and praised all over. It's your job to help spread the peanut love, either by helping to make the tasty treats or by buying more peanuts from the next town over.
Oddly enough, a request has come in from a quail, of all creatures. It thinks very highly of itself and knows that it's super mega important, but it has such a hard time being anything but quiet. Your job, should you choose to accept it, is to draw attention to this quail - make it stand out like not other quail has done before.
A rowdy motorcycle gang has been plaguing the streets for a few weeks. Every night, at midnight, they make their engines roar out in unison, waking everybody in town. The riders themselves are good guys, they just have this one nasty habit that they refuse to give up because it pays tribute to their patron god. Do you have the heart to get them to quiet down?
The newest tourist stop is a large casino. It's said that everyone who enters the casino has their luck stolen from them at the door. That might just be silly superstitions and bad gamblers talking, but there is definitely an ayakashi there who seems to feed on people's luck. Maybe that's what's causing everyone to lose so much.
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But it's more than simple negative emotions harbored within humans hearts. One their own, emotions are simply emotions, even if they're anger or hate or jealously. In short they're harmless. It's the ayakashi's work that is something greater, feeding off of the sum of hearts and pushing their animosity and desperation to an extreme. The ayakashi is messy in its feedings, leaving a trail of where it siphons that evil towards itself.
She can see it, a swirl of dark energy trailing over the heads of the tables, leading towards the ayakashi. The table that just had a new winner-- and subsequently a new spike in envy-- has the highest concentration of that dark energy. Quietly, she begins to move opening the door to reveal the true culprit of the casino. As they approach, the dark shadow begins to condense further as if it knows they are there. The revealed monster has no definite solid shape, but as they move closer tentacle-like limbs begins to stretch out of its bulbous form. ] My lo--- Yamanami-san. [ She'll be stepping in front of him, stretching out an arm to stop him from moving forward.
The ayakashi bubbles, is tendrils turning sharp like a sea urchin's. Beneath it, the animosity grows among the crowd. A few begin to yell at each other. ] There are too many people here. They could become hurt.
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Yamanami doesn't move forward; between the two of them, it's been established that Yamato is the better fighter. His gaze remains fixed on the ayakashi, eyes narrowed, trying to figure out exactly how big it is and how it's got itself stuck up there. What a terrible creature. He looks back to Yamato and nods.]
We're not going to be able to get these people to leave either. I suppose we're going to have to lure it out.
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[ Globs of slime drip from the arm it has formed onto the crowd, and the people there begin to grow more restless. A man begins to shove at one of the winners, claiming that he owns him money, another turns on the dealer calling the roll unfair and threatening violence if he doesn't relent. The longer they let this ayakashi sit, the more the negative emotions in the point begin to simmer.
It reaches a boiling point when someone punches someone else. Drinking and smoking might not be a good combination in a fight, not when a martini spills on a suit and a lit cigarette butt ignites the flammable fluid. Screams and yells begin to erupt and panic overtakes the gamblers, all the while the ayakashi clings restlessly to the ceiling. Finally it can no long sit still, and a tendril shoots down from its main mass, spiking into the ground at her feet. ] --Or perhaps not.
[ It jumps from the perch on the ceiling to the chandelier in the middle of the room. And if the fire and smoke aren't enough to make the people panic, the lights and glass crashing down to the ground would be, a spark from the torn electric wires above beginning to spark dangerously near velvet curtains. This only adds to its power, and it grows in size and mass steadily. Yamato sees this happen, grabbing one of the dealers tables, ripping it from its posts with her sheer strength, and setting it up as a shield in front of them both as the glass shards fly out from the impact. ] I shall hold him off-- you. Get outside!
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The scene is now an official disaster. Yamanami ducks underneath the table, barely avoiding the falling glass. The fire is growing in its intensity and he should leave, but there are still people trapped underneath some fallen furniture and rubble, crying and praying for help.]
We have to rescue those people first. Yamato-san, please keep it busy. See if you can draw its attention and lead it outside. I'll come as soon as I can, and we'll finish this ayakashi. Thank goodness for this casino being a ship... [With those instruction calmly delivered, he gives her an encouraging smile to cut off any argument.] Don't worry about me. I'll be alright. I am a god, after all.
Be safe, Yamato-san. [And with that he's dashed off, taking cover as he works his way towards the trapped humans.]
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[ She... could don her own "armor". Bring out her guns and equipment so that she'd be more suited to fight in this compact place. But that would be a disaster as well, even if she only used her 13.2 mm guns. Any stray bullet that could ricochet off the walls of the ship would mean bad news for any bystander.
Another tendril whips past her, and she leaps to the side. Picking up another piece of debris, she tosses it back towards the ayakashi. As Yamanami rounds up the straggles to evacuate, the ayakashi's attention is drawn back towards him. His calm demeanor is placating the effects of the panic and chaos that serve as its food, and it doesn't seem to like that. Looks like Yamato will have to abandon leading it outside.
Rather, she'll force it outside. Picking up another piece of debris, she tosses it at the monster, throwing it back against the wall and windows. Touching it is out of the question, but ramming it is within her capabilities. She rushes at the bast, dodging one limb after the other. Along the way she wretches a tables off from the ground and slams it into the ayakashi. The force breaks the wall behind it, pushing it outside onto the top deck.
The crisp night air is a nice alternative to the steaming fire inside the casino, but now she has to deal with a monster on deck and all the people evacuated onto it, clamoring for the lifeboats. Out in the open and surrounded by more panicking people, the ayakashi grows in size, becoming a giant and upturning the deck wherever it rolls.
Yamato is still holding it back, digging her heels into the deck and causing just about as much destruction with her opposing power. Unfortunately the small table between her and the ayakashi is breaking between them with her efforts. Soon she'll be touching the giant's slime herself-- but that's alright. So long as the others can get to safety, she'll endure. Somehow, she knows that she's endured a lot more of an onslaught than this. ]
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But here he's not useless. Or rather, she's not useless. Yamanami draws himself up and calls for his shinki once again, this time with a calmness that's almost at odds with the chaos around them.] Yamato-san, it's time to blast this ayakashi out of these waters for good.
[But in truth, he's angry. A rage roars in his head, a storm that's threatening to compromise his judgement. For a brief second he thinks quickly, wondering if his shinki's vessel form could be a tad too destructive for the task at hand. But then the ayakashi screeches, and out of its mouth spews a black tar that's bubbling its way towards the people. That settles it for him.]
Go forth, Kanki!!
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Yamato feels herself consumed by a white light-- no, her body is turning into that light, and then the light morphs and becomes larger, greater, as a newfound strength overcomes her. A battleship appears out of that light at least five times larger than the casino-ship, with each main turret weighing more than the casino itself, and longer than the the channel is wide. Fortunately for everyone present, the battleship she transforms into doesn't need to sit in water to be useful, but as a shinki she instead hovers right alongside the casino for all of those spiritually-inclined to behold.
She can't explain it, but she always feels more herself whenever he calls her name and she transforms. That this form is right. And with that rightness comes confidence. She's strong, far stronger like this, and she feels she can blow away just about anything she can put her mind to. Needless to say, Yamanami isn't holding her in his hand, but standing on top of her deck. Around him, phantoms of the past sailors appear, officers barking commands and sailors rushing towards their posts. They remain silent apparitions maintaining the ship. ] Starboard-side cannon 2, prepare to fire! Loading Type 91 shells...
[ Type 91. Armor-piercing shells, each weighing about 1.5 tonnes-- more than a medium-sized car. As if anticipating a hard hitting attack, the amorphous ayakashi begins to harden its outer layer, forming a shell around itself. Yamato makes no move to speed up the process of preparing her cannons, because she knows that it will take only one shot to wipe this ayakashi out, and the delay will give Yamanami time to prepare for the rend. ] Cannon 2 prepared.
[ Firing to an elevation lower than herself is unusual, and normally she'd be at least five miles away from any given target. But she knows at which angle to prepare the cannons to bring about the best trajectory for the shell. On the battleship an alarm is horned, and the phantom sailors cover their ears and brace against any sturdy structure. ] FIRE!
[ The deafening shot shakes the ship itself, and the aftershock pulses violently across the channel, knocking away ships and breaking windows. But the shell is fired, zooming towards the ayakashi at a rate faster than one can blink. ]
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He's not going to sit around and do nothing either. They're going to have to be careful with how her shots go, otherwise they might end up hitting the casino ship as well. But that's where his new...abilities come in handy. Touching her railing, he takes a deep breath and his palm begins to glow a faint gold.
A "rope of right". A moral guide. He still does not think he's capable of being a god, especially with the name he now bears as his own. But all he can do, just like in his previous life, is to try.]
You, who would desecrate this land of the rising sun. With my advent, I, Guan Yu, lay waste with this Kanki, and expel thy vast defilement.
Rend.
[The cannon fires, and her single shot is "guided" by him to hit the ayakashi, aiding her already sharp aim to ensure minimum risk to the casino ship and those on-board.]
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It is done.
Part of the casino remains on fire, but without the ayakashi to add to the negativity and panic, the people are able to evacuate more steadily than before. ] My lord. [ She says, going back into the habit of addressing him properly. ] The target has been eliminated..
[ The phantom crew does not cheer at their posts. It was a tiny target, it came as no surprise that they beat it. ] What do you wish to do now?
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[As much as he'd like to ask Yamato if they could give them a ride, he imagines no one wants a ride on a ghost ship.]
Is there anything we can do for them?
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[ She's aware of what's going on even as a giant ship with no physical eyes. And as she "looks" to the smaller vessel that's on fire, she can't help but think of why it remains silent. That's an odd thought, however, to believe that it would have a voice at all to ask her for help even as it begins to keel to port. Within the white soul realm she stands and shakes her head, pushing such thoughts from her mind.
In the end, he'll hear a small smile in her tone. ] I am sure that they will be fine. With your aid, there would have been more harm.
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I have one last favor to ask of you though. If you don't mind, could we wait until the rescue ship is here? [He just wants to make sure that these people are all safe.]
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Of course. [ She obliges, and then falls silent. She doesn't have a lot to say now that the battle is over, and she waits patiently for the arrival of the rescue ship. One by one, the phantoms manning her begin to fade from their posts. A few will salute Yamanami before they disappear, but the majority fade into the shadows of the night, very much the crew of a ghost ship. Although the Yamato only floats above the channel, she can't help but want to settle into the water itself. To feel the waves upon her hull once again, the tickle of the salty ocean and the spray of the sea. Her eyes move from the ship and the tiny life boats out towards the delta where it opens into the ocean, and that strange tug pulls at her heart as she sees the moonlight reflect upon the waves.
Another blast draws her attention back to the casino-ship. Something inside it has exploded, probably a faulty design rather than anything intentional. The ship tips towards its side, and Yamato has to "look" away as that longing in her heart is replaced by an unsettling feeling in her stomach. She feels... sick, seeing it begin to sink like that. ] My lord, I-- [ But before she can say anything, she hears two horns from an approaching vessel, illuminating its flood lights upon the water surface. Help has arrived, and Yamato breathes a sigh of relief. A distraction helps from this nauseating feeling. ] Modern ships are quite the marvel--... it arrived faster than I anticipated.
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Yamanami remains on the deck, keeping a vigilant watch over the tiny boats bobbing in the ocean. The occasional ghost sailor that salutes him receives a small bow in return, and soon enough it's just him, Yamato and the waves.
It's a relief to see the life boats down there, but he can't help but wonder if there were some that he couldn't save. It's a terrible death. To die in the fire or drown in the waters below. He'd done a quick search of the main casino room before he'd gone up to help Yamato, and it certainly looked like no one had been left behind, but...He hopes no one was sleeping in their rooms. Should he have at least checked one floor, maybe he could jump back and do a quick look around--
--no. The explosion ensures that he will have to stay with his shinki. Yamanami watches the boat slowly tip over, thinking sadly to himself that it's such a waste, all of it is such a waste. But Yamato's unease hits him before she can breath a word.] Yamato-san...? What's wr--
[The horns blasting out from the rescue ship interrupts him, and both he and his shinki breath a sigh of relief. But as the casino ship finally, finally begins to sink, realization hits him on why she's feeling this much nausea. She may not have her memories, but her body and her heart remembers what her mind cannot.]
...thank goodness it's arrived. The people down there will be alright now.
[He doesn't know where his shinki's face is, or if she even has physical sight as a warship. But he knows she'll be able to see him bowing to her.]
Thank you for your patience, Yamato-san. Let's go home.