Test Drive - 002

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TEST DRIVE 002

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A. Free-Fallin'

Not exactly, but close enough. You have just arrived and received a strange satchel from a tiny, strange little man and are left more or less to your own devices (more information on what to expect upon arrival can be found here)! Follow directions to the north and check out the housing, or maybe have a look around the Historium and try to get some information from that giant glowing ball, see what you can waste your meager starter coin on in the Market District, or maybe just meet the neighbors.


B. For the Benefit of Mr. Kite there will be a show tonight on trampolines

Just to the north of the market district, a small carnival has been set up in a square. As the sun sets, the stalls around it come alive with callers, carnival games, roasted meats are available as well as sweet treats. The games have prizes, stuffed animals and the like, and there are musicians. It's almost as though it's all in celebration of something, but what is anyone's guess. You're welcome to attend and see what's what, and any performers among the gathered are welcome to take part. The whole affair is very mirthful and fluid.


C. Delve Down into the Dark and Deep

If you're a more adventurous type, why not see what all the fuss is about in the sewers, or, if heroics are more your style, maybe look into why people seem to think it's fine to have monsters living just under their feet. Or just use the opportunity to keep your skills sharp. The sewers are pretty vast, after all.


D. Tell Phone™

Why not give that phone a shot and see who answers?

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The Phantom | The Phantom of the Opera

[yearnsforheaven]

Free Fallin'

He's...not confused, really. He understands what has just happened here, in theory. He understands everything in theory, and that many things are theoretically possible, if not practically. Someone seems to have worked out the practicalities of whatever just happened.

So he's not confused. He's displaced. This is no longer Paris in 1881. Which, honestly, is perfectly fine with him. The mob won't find him here.

He takes a few moments to look around him, but doesn't linger long. He might dressed in fine clothes (minus the jacket, which had been left behind in Paris), but he'd left his mask behind, which had been fine at the time, but if he's going to have to live among this many people, he'll need something to cover the deformed side of his face.

To the Market District, then. He has a little money in his pack. Some cloth, some basic sewing supplies, and a wig if he can find one. That's the place to start, before he worries about any of the rest of it.

[ooc: If your character is coming across him without a mask on and you want a reference for what he looks like, here's an image. The deformity covers only half of his face.]

There Will Be a Show Tonight

He's been here a few days now, and has started to get settled in. He'd noticed the carnival stalls set up near the market when he was here a couple of days ago, but they hadn't been open yet and he'd had other things on his mind. He's back now though, this time with a mask and a wig. The mask is hand-sewn from dark cloth and covers half of his face.

He's not participating in the carnival, though. He's just standing at the edge of it, watching, with an unreadable expression on his face. He's torn between revulsion for the whole thing and a desire to join the musicians and singers.

Tell Phone

[The technology here is beyond what he's used to, but he's able to pick up how to use it quickly enough, especially when there are instructions. Even so, it might take a bit of practice to learn everything there is to know about this strange communication device. Bear with him.]

Hello? This is how this works, correct? You can hear me?

Wild Card

[Choose your own adventure.]

There Will Be a Show Tonight

[chaosvessel]

To his credit, Vincent does his best not to stand out in the crowds that gather here. He's left his signature crimson opera cape in his room, but the leather reinforced suit and the holster at his hip did little to hide his otherworldliness. His red eyes, too, were strange to most, and his long hair, unruly and unrestrained didn't help him to blend in at all.

He also kept to the outskirts, curious about this strange gathering, but wary as well. "A celebration?" It was a question posed to no one in particular and murmured rather than spoken loudly. "But of what?"

Tell Phone

[prodigalvampire]

[For his part, Thomas never wanted a flashback to the early 2000s, much less in a weird city in another dimension. Still, he's not a complete jerk and he'll give a guy a hand.]

Yeah, you've got it working. It's fairly straight-forward, really.

Free Fallin'

[whereishe]

Yuna was making her way around the market district when she spotted someone in a distinct set of clothing. It wasn't that she hadn't see clothes like his before but she found it curious and she wanted to know more.

She approached with a smile, not bothered by the lack of mask or the deformity. There weren't such scars in Spira. Magic cured those who needed it and if someone couldn't be cured, they often died as a result of their wounds. Even so, it didn't bother her. Everyone was a little different.

Her clothes, for example, were a little different.

"Hello." Her expression was warm and open. "Did you just arrive here? I've never seen clothes like yours."

Jester Lavorre | Critical Role

[jesttraveling]

AROUND THE CITY

Jester was an odd sight for those who weren't used to the world in which demon blood intermingled with that of human. Her skin was a lovely sapphire blue with dark blue hair and glowing purple eyes. Freckles spot her cheeks, there are horns on her head and a long tail curling out from the base of her spine. Despite her demon-like appearance, she was bubbly and happy. There was a weasel poking its head out of her hood and a dog sniffing out curiosities only to blink back to the girls side.

The city was very neat and Jester was exploring but also trying to send a message to her friends, which she was pronouncing loudly out to whoever happens to be walking past her.

"Hello Fjord. It's me Jester... just wondering where you are and where everyone else is. Sprinkles and nugget are with me but I can't find..." She paused and silently counted out the words on her fingers. "Darn it."

Jester sends message again. "Anyway, I was cut off before. I am in a strange city and I don't know where it is. A gnome said that I was..." Her message was cut off again.

Another message spell was sent. "Anyway! I was cut off again. They said I was brought here to rebuild something... like the city." She spots and counts out to eight fingers. "Where..." She put down a finger. "Are..." Another finger. "You..." Another finger. "Guys?"

Jester paused and looked at her last four fingers before quickly speaking. "Kay, thanks, I will find the pastry shop now!" But her voice is cut off before she can finish... "That worked, I am sure. He can reply. He will reply."

Except there was no reply.

NETWORK; VOICE

Hello. It's me, Jester.

[Her accent is thick and while it's difficult to place, it sounds Slavic.]

I'm looking for my friends? Has anyone seen them? We're sometimes called the Might Nein. It's Nein like the word but it also sounds like a number but there aren't nine of us so it's okay if it isn't nine people. There is Fjord and Nott and Beau and Caduceus and Yasha and Caleb.

If you're here then say something right now!!

[There is a brief awkward pause.]

Okay, thank you.

Bye.

AROUND THE CITY

[prodigalvampire]

Thomas was a planner. It was much easier to get on with all the terrible decision-making if it meant you made them all before you got started, at least. Paranoia wasn't unknown to him, quite the opposite in fact, but unlike his little brother, he was raised in paranoia, it was a quite, ever-present thing that allowed him to look around this strange place and actually believe everything they were told. There was clearly something otherworldly and powerful beyond description about their weird hosts, and while he wasn't stupid enough to assume they were telling him everything, he was also keen enough on the mechanations of beings way more powerful than him to know they usually didn't have a reason to lie.

So, he and the others were here to help rebuild the world, and however they chose to do that, or not do that, were all permitted. It didn't make any sense to him exactly how that would work, but he'd never tried to understand the wills or methods of gods. They just weren't his perview. The Hunger was an ever-present pressure in his mind, and from what he could tell, the beast was excited at the prospect of new conquests in new realms. Oh, goody. Still, excited demon wrapped around his soul or not, he needed to get the lay of the land and that meant having a walk about. Business had been good at the Coiffeur Cup recently and the demon was well-fed. At least he had that going for him on his trip.

The disjointed conversations caught his attention as he walked before he rounded a corner and came up short, blinking at the strange creature on the phone as he did so. He'd seen some weird things, had met a lot of them, but he'd never seen anything that closely resembled Jester, that's what she'd said her name was, wasn't it? Jester? He frowned in sympathy for the girl, though. He had a feeling nobody would be calling.

"Looking for someone?" Nothing about the teifling's demeanor suggested she was dangerous, but then again, nothing about his did, either.

Shalimar Fox | Mutant X

[abreedapart]

Show Tonight

Shalimar should have avoided the carnival. That was the first thought that came to her mind. Avoid it. It was too similar to the circus that had nearly cost everyone their lives. Besides, she was alone and barely knew anything about this place. The smart thing to do would have been to avoid it and try to learn more about this place and the other people here. Unfortunately, Shalimar had never been known for making the smart decisions. In fact she was usually known for making the opposite kind of decisions: the ones made from instinct or curiosity alone. They said curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction always brought it back.

Shalimar was always a curious cat. That curiosity led her to the carnival which eventually led her to a game of strength. The carny working the game seemed insistent that nobody could possibly have the strength to hit the bell. Never in his entire career had someone ever been able to beat his high score and ring the bell.

"Sounds like a challenge," she said to him with a smirk that could definitely be considered over-confident. The woman was athletic, but still petite in size. The carny looked her over and then stepped aside with a clearly skeptical glance. She took the hammer up and then casually smacked it down. An observant person might have noticed that for a split second her eyes flashed to look almost exactly like the eyes of a cat before returning to their normal brown. The bell chimed and she tilted her head at the carny.

"So, what did I win?"

Tell Phone: Voice

I'm almost impressed this thing can actually connect to anything. [ Not really. And her tone is dripping with sarcasm to indicate that she's not really impressed with the phone. ]

Kinda curious about the housing situation. Anyone figure out how they go about assign them yet? Might be nice to know if there's a reason. [ Or maybe it's all just random. She has a hard time believing that though for some reason. She doesn't say anything again for a few seconds then adds on: ]

Just a warning for anyone that goes into the sewers: giant cockroaches. Wasn't a good time.

Show Tonight

[asthecroweflies]

Jagger had gone to investigate this strange carnival mainly because yet, while he'd only been in the city a few weeks, he'd never seen them do anything like this. There wasn't a palpable tension around the establishment or anything like that, but they did tend toward focusing on the necessary rather than recreational. It lent credibility to the Aspects' claims that this place was being reconstructed, but this? This was different enough for him to investigate.

He usually kept in sight when he staked out places, situating himself in a vantage point that would allow him to overhear things that might be relevant while blending in with a group of people, which he was doing presently, enjoying a pretty damned good salted pretzel and people-watching. He was starting to realize it was pretty easy to tell apart the ones of them who'd been pulled here from somewhere else and those who were 'native' of this place.

For example, this blond haired woman was definitely not from around here. Being suddenly surrounded by so many people with supernatural abilities was strange, but it was starting to make him hyper-sensitive to those who showed abilities beyond that of normal humans. He thought he saw a shine of light flash in her eyes a split second before she struck the bell's platform and he raised his eyebrow curiously. Now here was something you didn't see every day.

At first, he had no intention of approaching, but he quickly decided he should. If she was from another world, they should know each other, they all should. He was trying not to be paranoid, but when you get suddenly transported to another world with no obvious way back, it was hard not to be.

He approached as the carny was grumbling something about the top prizes were her pick. Of medium height at 5'7" and with thin, wiry limbs under his casual jacket and faded blue jeans, Jagger didn't cast an imposing shadow.

"That stuffed tiger looks cute."

Tell Phone

[prodigalvampire]

Seriously. The early 2000s called; they want their trendy cellphones and tattoo choker necklaces back.

[This is why they get along so well: they both face disorienting circumstances with sarcasm.]

No idea, but I get the impression it's not random. [For a variety of reasons.]

...define 'giant'.

Tell Phone

[skyward_eyes]

My assumption on the housing is that the colors we are assigned somehow reflects our personality. That's in line with something I went thorugh in the past.

[He doesn't believe it's random at all. But the other thing... It makes him smile.]

Now the sewers sound like a party.

Steve Rogers | MCU

[somewhereintime]

C. Delve Down into the Dark and Deep

Something wet hit his face as the sound of water sloshing gently was the first thing his ears picked up. Steve then lifted his head and sewer water cascaded from the messy blonde hair and his beard as he sat to an upright position. Confused blue eyes looked around and there was a whole lot of nothing to see as his hand briefly raised to get excess water out of his beard.

"What the-.."

Groaning at the stench of rotted food and who knew what else, the man stood to an upright position, green water coming off of his clothes as he did so. He shook his gloved hands with a wrinkled disapproving face and there wasn't a lot of light to see by.

"Sewers..ya that's..that's just great." he mused softly as he looked around. His head then lowered with a slight shake to it. There was a grate not too far up ahead so he had some way out..sort of. A sigh came out as his hands went to either side of his hips as he looked around. "I'm not going to get any answers standing around here." Looking to his left he checked the Wakandan shield he was gifted and moved along, getting himself out of the putrid water just as fast as he could. Besides, sloshing water made noise and if Thanos was still around, he needed to find the titan quickly before he could do any damage with that armed glove.

D. Tell Phone™

He's a man on a mission and while this is normally a thing, Steve didn't expect the phone to ring while he was busy with his usual morning jog. So he has to halt his stride and taps the right pocket in his pants. Yup, that was where he left it.

So his gaze is skyward as he accepts the call, unsure as to who is on the other end of the line.

"Hello?"

D

[madesacrifices]

"It's comforting to know that some things never change. It seems fossils can survive anything," Natasha quipped but said quip simply covered the insane relief she felt at hearing Steve's voice.

"Where are you," She asked. "The sky isn't much of a clue."

Goro Akechi | Persona 5: Royal | Spoilers warning!

[justcawse]

Free-Fallin';

[How many times was he going to be "saved" from death? How many times was his will going to be manipulated? Bring this world back? Why in the hell would be be interested in that? He's had enough. The others were more willing to go along with it, but he's not all that pleased to be here. In fact, he's being quite stubborn about all of this.]

Look, it's a shame that this place is not in the best shape, but to be quite frank... I really don't care. Send me back.

[He'd rather take death over having anybody else control how he lives his life. Someone may... want to help the poor fellow who just wants to help.]

A Show tonight;

[Akechi still isn't taking any of this in stride quite like the others, but by the time of the carnival, he's calmed down considerably from before.

He's just been idly walking around the carnival, quietly observing to himself what there was to offer here. If he was going to be stuck her for an indeterminate amount of time, he'd rather know what he's dealing with sooner than later.

He won't make much effort to check out many of the games, but from time to time you can find him checking out the different food stalls. With the crowd, it's inevitable that he'll eventually bump into somebody.]

My apologies.

[Said out of habit, but deep down he really doesn't care. Appearances probably mean nothing here; Not like they did back home. Even so, he still found himself reverting back to the facade he's most familiar with. Once he's said his "apology", he'll continue onward.

Feel free to stop him and give a piece of your mind.]

Delve Down;

[Akechi found himself wandering around, investigating the new surroundings. He couldn't say that he was particularly interested in this place, but he'd rather be prepared for whatever may come than shield himself from it. That's what led him to the sewers eventually, not particularly worried for his safety.

If you happen to also be there, you might even notice an interesting looking figure sticking close behind him and something that looks like magic from time to time.]

Tell Phone™;

[He couldn't help but consider this "Tell Phone" a downgrade from what he had already. He'd already checked his smartphone and the Metanav (which shouldn't even be there), but neither seemed to work. The functions are simple enough, so it doesn't take him long to get out a message later on in the day.]

So tell me. Just how many people here are willing to accept the information that's been spoon fed to them here upon arrival?

[He nearly said bullshit, but some part of him is still watching what he says in the public eye.]

I find it hard to believe that there are people here who are okay with this situation. Either way, it seems like we're stuck here for a while. If anybody has any information about this place, I'd appreciate it; no matter how little it may seem.

Free Fallin'

[prodigalvampire]

[Thomas can certainly commiserate. He doesn't have any interested at all in helping this place rebuild, but in the brief time he's been here, he's always become painfully aware that what he has to say on the matter isn't exactly weighed heavily.

Really, his heart went out to the guy as he passed by, stopping when he heard his words. He almost kept walking, except, well, Thomas likes to help, too, even if he doesn't.]

You know, I don't think that's worked for any of us yet.

Nie Huaisang | The Untamed

[eternalgrief]

( A. Free Fallin' )

Nie Huaisang would have thought this was a dream. He did think it a dream, although, he didn't know how his mind could come up with something so fantastical and surreal. He had paid attention and tries to gain as much information as he can but it doesn't all make complete sense. For him, it seems like there is a piece missing -- maybe that piece is more or less why would he be here and what about his people...? There's a lot of "what about" questions in his mind by the time he receives the satchel and is left to his own devices.

What he wears are white robes, more simple than his traditional choices, clothes not picked out for their fashionability. His fingers go to his waist, taking the fan there and curling his fingers around it as he looks around his surroundings once more before inside the satchel.

Very little made any sense to him but for the coins, he is used to nuggets of precious metals but it's not hard to figure out that they are some kind of currency as well.

Then it comes time to decide where to go and before he has to make a definitive position he runs into someone and he reaches to grab their arm before he lets go just as quickly and cups his hands in front of himself as he bows.

"Excuse me but I don't know anything...I've just arrived. What should I do next?"

( B. Market District )

[ Whether it's where Huaisang first ends up or not, he will make his way to the market place. The trouble for him is that he is used to having a virtually endless pool of money. So he's careless in what he buys, trinkets, snacks, drinks.

All the while, he is listening to those talking around him and as much as he lets himself appear silly and as if he knows nothing he's quite clever and observant. ]

Ah...I really shouldn't have...

[ There's still an okay amount of coins left but not nearly as much as he started and he suddenly realized that he's not home and that means there is no more getting more money. ]

Reckless...

( C. There Will Be A Show )

Huaisang is easily drawn in by the promise of festivities and the carnival doesn't disappoint. There are things about it that prove familiar to him, some, most things that don't but he's curious and most of it isn't scary so he'll eagerly move along.

As he's eating a treat he points to one of the games that's set up and looks at the person nearest him, "what is the point of that?"

( D. Tell phone; voice )

Ah! Is this working? Did I do it right? I don't know... Hello? Ah...[ A sigh and what was he going to say again? ]

( E. Wildcard )

[ I'll match tenses and styles! Feel free to hit me with your best shot or hit me up via PM or on plurk at poetanarchy if you want to plot something or want a specific starter. ]

B

[skyward_eyes]

[It's not like Nida to pay too much attention to the people in the streets here, but since he started his work as a guard, and this was hit casual patrol on the days he wasn't out dealing with Kobolds, well... he has a reason to people watch. Today he's doing it by leaning up against the support pole of a fruit stall, a merchant that knows Nida well and knows he'll buy apples during his watch if the guy lets him linger now and then in the shade.

Basically, he's in the right place at the right time to notice someone who is so clearly out of place. They're a common enough sort around here, and Nida mostly just watches to make sure the guy doesn't get robbed.

Except... well, those eyes are so sharp. Interesting. So Nida slides his knife into the belt at his side, wraps his apple in a handkerchief, and tucks it into his pocket. Only then does he approach the man.]

Let me go out on a limb and guess that you're new.

Sam Winchester l Supernatural l

[notarambler]

Free Fallin'

"Huh," Sam says out loud when the strange little man hands him the satchel and walks away. The bag isn't the oddest thing he's ever been handed...the hammer of Thor takes that prize. But it is odd that he handed it to Sam of all people. The younger Winchester is used to his brother being the more important one or them both being included. Still Sam's curiosity is peaked and he goes wandering off to explore his new home.

Delve Down into the Dark and Deep

Monsters in the sewers, now that sounds like Sam's speed. It doesn't take him long to gather supplies and slide into the sewers with an ease that speaks of years of hunting. He isn't really looking for a fight, he's just curious about the types of monsters this place has. But he's a Winchester and Winchesters don't go anywhere unprepared. His feet splash through the muck as he looks around. "Smells like home," he mutters to himself as he walks along.

Tell Phone

[It has taken Sam a bit to adjust the phone screen so that his tall frame fits. He gives the device a slight smile]

Uh hi...my name is Sam...and I was wondering if anyone has seen someone named Dean or Cass. They are friends of mine and I'm a bit worried about them. I'm also looking for a young man named Jack Kline if anyone has seen anyone by that name.

Tell Phone

[abreedapart]

Haven't heard any of those names, sorry. Doesn't mean they're not around but there aren't that many of us here so I wouldn't count on it.

she is Delving

[cuteandsassy]

"Ahhhhhh," Felicity screamed, something sliding past her ankle. "Frack! You have got to be kidding me," She grossed. Felicity moved in the opposite direction of what was in the water.

"I hate this... what do I look like, Aquaman?" Felicity stated. Her foot caught on something.

"Aaaaah," She exclaimed as she started to teeter.

Lauri-Ell | Marvel 616

[kree_soldieress]

Carnival Games

This display is nothing like Lauri-ell had ever seen in her life. Granted she was a genetically engineered soldier created to fight in the conflict between the Kree and the Skrull, but that didn't mean her point did not stand. There had never been anything like this in the Kree culture, and her experiences upon Earth were so limited, that the word 'carnival' meant little to her.

What did mean something to her were the games.

"These are tests of martial prowess?" she asked one vendor after they had put a small collection of weighted balls before her and indicated a small construct of metal bottles. Once the rules were explained she picked up the first ball and inspected it.

The weight was off. It was easy to compensate for. The first throw knocked over the whole tower. And hit the back of the stall with a hard thwap as it embedded into the wood.

"Forgive me," she said, but the vendor just handed over a small stuffed animal that looked like a purple bear and she considered it. "I do no understand. I have damaged your establishment. Why are you offering me a reward? Or is this a punishment?"

Carnival - Music

Later in the evening, with a small fleet of stuffed animals in her arms, the large, blue, and heavily muscled woman found herself wandering toward something. There was noises in the air that didn't make any sense to her. The Kree, you see, had nothing like music. She followed the strange noise until she found a gathering of people watching a pair of performers, a woman singer and a man playing some stringed instrument.

The noises were pleasant, lovely even, and there were others nearby dancing. Here again, something she didn't understand.

"Excuse me," she said, leaning over toward the nearest person, "but what is going on here?"

Tell Phone

[Lauri-ell thought long and hard about the communicator she had been given. It was such a simplistic thing, so many years behind Kree or Skrull tech. It was almost amusing to consider. But mostly, it was distressing. Anyone would be able to hear her talk. Yet... if it was anyone, surely someone would have answers for her, yes? So late that night she sighed and finally spoke into the device.]

Forgive me if I am bothering anyone, but I must ask: what planet are we on? I have heard nothing like it in Kree records, and I must get back home, you see. The Emperor needs me. And my sister shall worry.

[unswervingcompanion]

Hendrik had no idea where he was or what was going on. He'd wandered after chasing that little creature with his long legs before it disappeared into some tiny hole he couldn't possibly hope to get into. Not even Veronica with how small she was could hope to follow the dratted thing. Eventually the knight settled on trying to make sense of how he'd lost the Luminary and sat down. Eventually people began to gather more around him and people set up to play some music.

Trying his best to not look out of place he sat there. And some lady was kind enough to offer him some sort of food he wasn't sure of. It looked like bread but the lady had said there was a filling..she called it something..meat. Oh right, mincemeat. The knight took a bite of it after she offered some sort of cream, but he refused because the lady had been kind enough already. He took a bite and it actually wasn't too bad.

So as more folks gathered, Hendrik didn't want to just get up and leave as that might be considered poor taste. So he didn't and there were performers and eventually there was some dancing. It was a sort of pleasant atmosphere and then he heard another lady asking him what was going on.

Turning to look he saw a blue skinned woman with an array of stuffed animals she must've won or had been won for her. Her question puzzled him but he answered her honestly. "They are playing music for the crowd that has gathered here. This must be their form of entertainment for the evening."

Carnival Music

[stickyflippers]

For the moment, Caelan wasn’t among the performers. Even he had to eat after all, and had taken to sampling some of the sweets the carnival had to offer. He hadn’t wandered too far from the performers though, feeling a little more at home in the atmosphere. The music, the dancing, the general air of playful frivolity was too good to leave behind for quite some time to come.

He was aware of the woman who’d stopped next to him, how could he not be? She was tall and had some impressive muscles. Reminded him of Ciara, though not quite when you factored in the many stuffed animals she was carrying around. The kelpie he was thinking of would have probably bitten off their heads and tossed them...

Clearly the stranger was excellent at carnivals games. Head tilting up, way up, he flashed a curious smile. New, she was definitely new. “The performance? Well, I believe the lady with the pleasant voice is singing one of the local pieces... I’m not familiar with it yet, but it’s got a nice sound. She’s being accompanied by the lad on the violin, which admittedly could use a little work, but he’s got the right idea. Enough to get everyone dancing.”

What? The fair folk took music that went with their frivolity very seriously. Especially those that played.

Games!

[mobprincess]

While she was more of a fan of rides than games, it would've been a crime for her to not stop at this particular vendor.

Fuck skittles, she didn't care about them - it was more the giant!! Freaking!! Warrior lady!! Who also happened to be blue.

FUCKING BLUE, MAN. How rad was that?

So, she watched as she inspected the ball, mostly just starry-eyed at the woman's general existence, before she went and freakin' decimated the skittles. And the wall. So fuckin' cool. Now all she had to do was figure out what to say, how to introduce herself - because clearly they needed to know each other. Then she heard her questioning the stuffed animal, and opportunity revealed itself!

"It's a prize!" She replied, ducking past a couple of people to get closer, hands linked behind her back. "You get one if y'get a strike - and you fuckin' broke the thing, so! By that estimation, you should really get the whole lot. Dunno how you'd carry 'em, but it's the principle of the matter, you know?"

Carnival

[tough_love]

Hmmmm? Another non-human, and one from a kind she didn't recognize at that. Frankly it was that observation that caught Looma's attention more than the sheer size of her, but that was certainly a close second. And only partly because she had a habit of sizing up everyone she came across, subconsciously trying to determine if they would prove a worthy opponent. As it stood, Looma may have held a small advantage in terms of height and reach, but the blue woman did appear slightly larger.

It was enough to warrant approaching her. Something that likely wouldn't go unnoticed, considering an armor-clad, eight-foot-tall alien couldn't really move quietly without considerable effort. And while the four-armed princess was armed, she was at least carrying her warhammer low, in only one hand, and far from ready to inflict any damage.

"That is what passes for a reward for completing their little challenge. If you could even call it that."

Surprising as it might sound, this was what passed as 'friendly' for the princess. At least toward anyone who had yet to earn her favor. At least one advantage of having pupil-less eyes meant it'd be hard for Looma to make things even more uncomfortable as she resumed sizing up Lauri-Ell up close. Then again, the leather patch covering her lower left eye used to be and what were most assuredly burn scars that could be glimpsed beneath it likely didn't do her any favors when it came to presenting a nice, amiable image either.

"You would be amazed by just how little is required to impress these puny beings."

Wei WuXian | Mo Dao Zu Shi | OTA

[obliviouspatriarch]

Free fallin'
Suddenly in a new place, without his beloved Lan WangJi and instead faced by another giving him a bag? Not the plans Wei WuXian had at all, but it couldn't be avoided now could it? There was little money and he doubted he could get any more money from the jade pendant on his waist. What a shame, but exploration was the only thing left to do, so that's what he does. Friendly enough, he chatters up the locals but nothing seemingly of value is given so he moves on to others.

"Excuse me, but do you have any information about this place? I just arrived and I'm afraid I'm lost."

Wandering and drinking
Now this is something he could get used to doing, seeing a bar and ordering a few of the strongest drinks, and due to his abnormally high alcohol tolerance, is miraculously not drunk. Instead he's laughing and drinking more to take his mind off of where he is and who he's without. If you come near him, he'll surely start chatting it up with you.

"Come! Drink! It's more fun with someone to drink with, no?"

Wildcard
[(OOC: Come at me with anything! I can swap to brackets with no problems c: find me at TsundereShadow if you wanna pp me any idea, or just lay it on me here.)]

Drinking

[kree_soldieress]

Why are humans so small and fragile and given to this alcohol thing? Lauri-Ell does not know. But more than once when she has come to the tavern for food people have bought her drinks of what tasted like soured water. It was hardly impressive.

"Is it? Are you certain? I cannot fathom what is so fun about this?"