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TDM 007

content warnings for this TDM include: violence, potential death, body horror, physical transformation, loss of senses, loss of autonomy

⏵ arrival⏴



Arrival does not happen as Aurora usually plans for it. New characters are introduced to the AI, then informed of a mission that they are required to participate in before they can return to their home base of Etraya. A world called Aphaia is falling apart, and while there is nothing they can do to resolve this broken world, they can participate in the Gamerunner's Stratagem.

Their mission is simple: step through the glowing purple portal that Aurora creates once they've had time to listen to her, and survive until a similar portal reopens in front of them, allowing them to return to Etraya. The Gamerunner's Stratagem is something they have been working on building for quite some time. She informs all newcomers that they will not be present on this world that long: their exit will appear to them exactly when it's meant to, allowing them to meet the others who have been recruited to save their worlds. She provides each and every arrival with an earpiece, allowing them to communicate with the other Etrayans. Aurora suggests taking a bag full of supplies along with them, which she will fill with a few generic items as well as any specific items they may need: synthetic blood for vampires, protein bars for those who may burn through calories faster, medication for anyone who requires it.


⏵ aphaia ⏴


Aphaia is a neon-lit, chaotic planet. Cameras are everywhere, every action and inaction is judged by the 'audience'. Towering holograms advertise upcoming events while flashing leader boards track the most "popular" players. Contestants are thrown into challenges, many of which are games of skill, survival, and deception all to keep the viewers entertained. Not participating is an option! However, avoiding playing along and not putting on a show will quickly cause participants' score to go down, and scores that reach zero? Well.

Unfortunately, there are only so many resources left on Aphaia. Their wildlife has died off, their planet is falling apart, and most others in this galaxy were either destroyed from the inside out, or warring planets trying to gain control of remaining resources destroyed them to avoid others getting involved. Their natural resources are depleted, and only those who manage to keep their scores up are given the luxury of having any supplies. As soon as one steps foot on Aphaia, as soon as they breathe, they intake nanotechnology which tracks their oxygen consumption, their food, everything they do or need. As soon as their scores reach zero?

They disappear. There one moment, and completely gone the next. Their communicators go offline, and while everything they were carrying will be left behind, no one will be able to find them. They are simply--gone, erased from existence.

This is a death and counts as a death as outlined in the game FAQ! Please keep this in mind.

"Points" that go towards their total score will be assigned to contestants from the moment they drop down on planet. This will be visible using the HUD on their earpiece, and will be randomized at the beginning. For the sake of the TDM, we ask that no one be assigned Paragon initially, but you're free to use other ranks!

The possible rankings are:

100: PARAGON
99-80: LUMINARY
79-70: CHAMPION
69-50: CONTENDER
49-30: UNDERLING
30-0: SHADE

Ranks may change daily, or even hourly depending on the kind of situation one has found themselves in. Are they having a very public break up in which it comes out that they wronged their ex? They may go from a Champion to a Shade before they can even blink. Did they save a defenseless reporter from the big bad villain of the week? They may find themselves quickly elevated up to Luminary and given all the benefits that comes with being upper class. The world is their oyster, they only need to figure out how they'd like to utilize it!

Aphaia is broken up into four districts.

The Colosseum is a dynamic battle arena where combatants fight for entertainment, with shifting environments controlled by the audience. Victories earn points, while losses depend on performance.

The Symposium is a lavish social hub for top contestants, where alliances and betrayals are made under the audience’s watchful eye.

The Agora is the public center of Aphaia, where contestants engage with the audience through polls, interviews, and challenges to maintain popularity. It also houses the contestants in high-rise apartments.

And Backalleys provide hidden spaces with intentional blind spots for secret dealings, though the Gamerunner is always aware of what happens there.


⏵ st★rlight soirée ⏴


Something special is happening in the Colosseum. Lights flicker as the arena shifts, rearranging itself into a grand, glittering ballroom - if a ballroom had stadium seating, paparazzi drones, and an ever-changing floor plan designed to disorient those within it. Silver chandeliers pulse with artificial starlight, their glow refracted through the crystalline floors. Music swells, but it sounds - unnatural. It thrums through your veins, setting your blood alight with the urge to dance.

Why is the ballroom designed as if intentionally put together to throw off one's balance? Well, it's time for the Panopticon Prom, of course!

The Panopticon Prom isn't just an adventure in dancing and impressing your most recent crush. It's a test of endurance, cunning, grace, and charm. The floor beneath your feet moves as if it has a mind of it's own, shifting to the beat like a living creature all of it's own. It tilts, undulates, even vanishing in sections to keep dancers on edge. After all, it's difficult to keep up one's pace if they're falling through a hole in the floor to the foam pit below.

Drones zip through the air, catching every stumble, every misstep, and every attempt to throw off others on the dance floor. This is a competition, after all; and what fun is a dance battle without having the freedom to thwart someone else on their road to victory?

The rules are simple:
  • You must dance with a partner. This can be an ally, an enemy, or someone you intend on using as a stepping stone to victory. It matters not, as long as you have one hand (or limb) on them at all times.
  • The longer you last, the better your chances. Endurance is the name of the game, meaning one must pace themselves on the dance floor. While epic twirls and impressive moves will garner more attention, it may also hurt your chances in the long run.
  • You may sabotage others by throwing them off balance, but keep in mind: everything is televised, and it won't stay secret for long.
  • The arena adapts to the chaos. Expect sudden obstacles, environmental shifts, and sudden changes in the music's tempo. Gravity may shift, walls may close in, but participants can't let that stop them - they must continue to dance, if they wish to win.
The audience is watching. Who will make the final cut and become Prom King and Queen? Everyone is vying for the titles: it doesn't matter what rank you started at when you joined the Panopticon Prom. Whoever wins becomes a Paragon until their points drop. There aren't many opportunities to sail through the rankings, but this is a sure way to do it. As long as they can keep up.


⏵ casino royale ⏴


Out in the Agora, another popular quarterly event is being set up! The Casino Royale has been destroyed countless times, but it seems as if the Gamerunner just can't let it go - every time it gets knocked down, it gets rebuilt.

There is one rule. One must take a turn at the revolving wheel just inside the door as their entry fee, and whatever the wheel lands on, they must maintain until they exit the building for the night. Sometimes, this is easier: an effect they have no control over and cannot undo even if they wanted to. Sometimes, this is more difficult: an assigned task they must complete. Failure to abide by the wheel once means receiving a penalty. Twice? Certain death if caught by any employee.

The wheel's effects are as follows:

1 You must speak entirely in rhyme. 2 Your body has become unnaturally delicate. The smallest injury hurts like a fatal wound.
3 You must avoid stepping into any sources of light. Doing so causes massive burns to appear on any area of your skin where light has touched. 4 You have been transformed into an animal! You can still think as you had before, but you cannot speak or communicate easily.
5 You have been cursed with supernatural strength, but cannot control it. 6 Time doesn't flow normally for you anymore. Each mistake you make makes you visibly younger, slowly erasing your experiences, skills, or even memories.
7 You can no longer form your own words, but only repeat what others have said to you. 8 You cannot meet another person's gaze.
9 You can no longer turn around, physically or metaphorically. If you try to return where you came from, you'll find that the pathway no longer exists. 10 You are given a specific letter that you must avoid using out loud entirely. "A"? Better hope you know enough words without one.
11 Every time you speak, your words come true - but never in the way you intended. Trying to control this is futile; the monkey's paw curls with every new sentence. 12 Within the casino, you lose the ability to feel anything. No pain, no pleasure, no warmth, and no cold. At first it may feel like a blessing - until you realize you cannot feel hunger, or tell if you're injured.
13 Regardless of if you've drunken anything, you still act inebriated. The effect only gets worse the longer you stay. 14 No one can see you. You are invisible, even if you are still able to reach out and touch or converse with those around you.
15 Any special ability you have is gone. You are reduced down to what an average human being is capable of - regardless of if you are human. 16 Violent impulses become impossible to ignore. You are rage incarnate, and you will be heard.
17 Every time you make a decision - to walk into an area, to start a conversation, anything, a small thread pulls loose from your clothing or your skin. Keep making choices, and you may become entirely undone. 18 You may speak freely, but for every syllable you say, your ability to hear slowly fades. You may want to watch your word count - too many, and you may not be able to hear at all.
19 Perhaps you arrived with a friend, or beside a stranger. It matters not: whoever came in either just before or just after you, you feel a powerful urge to protect them to the point of aggression. 20 Love is in the air - at least it is for you. Every time you meet someone's gaze, you feel the need to try and make them fall in love with you, through whatever means necessary.


The casino is alive with the hum of conversation, the clink of glasses, and the steady whirl of the roulette wheels. Golden chandeliers cast a warm glow over velvet-lined tables, where fortunes are made and lost with the flick of a wrist. But something feels. . . off.

The dealers never blink. The cards never seem random. And the house always wins - always. Maybe it's just paranoia, or maybe this casino is something more than just a den of chance. Tonight, you're not here just to play; you're here on a mission.

You've arrived dressed to kill, blending into the sea of bodies filling the casino's floors. But you're not here to win points or boost your social standing - you're here to win intel. Somewhere in this casino is a single flash drive containing information on just how Aphaia maintains their system. The only problem? The House knows someone is coming for it. After all, they're well-aware of the game: whoever retrieves the flash drive will obtain information on how to flip the script, to change the rules of the game to fit their wants and needs, rather than following the current Gamerunner. After all, this is the Gamerunner's Stratagem that Aurora has sent them out on! Many apply for 'employment' within the Casino Royale in hopes of getting insider information on where the flash drive is hidden and what it looks like. However, it seems that even the employees have no clue where it has been hidden.

⏵ NOTES ⏴


This is an extension of our Aphaia Mission! We have included enough information in this post that catching up to current in game logs isn't necessary to play with it, but you are welcome to use any part of the Aphaia setting in your prompts as you'd like. Current players are also welcome to bring the events from this TDM into their in-game threads.

This mission can happen outside of time as needed! Incoming characters will find themselves introduced to Aphaia as they arrive. Current characters may find Aurora calling on them to visit Aphaia after the current mission for the Gamerunner's Stratagem.

Characters already in game are welcome to post to the TDM, too! Please mark them as current characters in your header. Threads can be kept as game canon as long as both characters get into the game!

Please direct all questions relating to this log to our mod queries comment! All other questions can be directed to our FAQ.

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Starlight Soiree

[personal profile] levelshift 2025-03-30 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
Out of the few places left in Aphaia, Accelerator has settled on the Colosseum being one of the more tolerable places. Sure, it puts you in the middle of a roaring crowd and sure, the fights are violent as hell, but being able to vent by knocking some fighters around (within reason) is a good way to vent and an easier way to get points.

Normally it is, anyways. Accelerator is showing up to beat the shit out of some idiots, not dance, but it's kind of his own fault for not checking the Colosseum's schedule of events before walking all the way here from the apartments (a pain in the ass given his ambulatory state with the crutch and all the ever-present crowds). He's hearing the fancy music as he approaches one of the entrances, watching people swish by him in equally fancy clothing, and there's a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach before he confirms it with his own eyes.

He stops near her, staring into the Colosseum. "They can't be serious," he says aloud, mostly to himself, though since she's right there and he feels the need to get this frustration out he glances over at the girl slightly younger than himself. "Oi, they can't be fucking serious with this prom shit, can they?"
redvisor: please don't take. (pic#16616325)

[personal profile] redvisor 2025-03-30 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
( While the sound that comes from him is soft, it's laced with a quiet touch of amusement. About as much as Scott Summers Going Through Things can give, really. Slight tilt of his head, he blows that sound out. )

Pretty sure only a fool would say no to you.

( Hand in hers, he nods — lets her lead the way. )

Heard you only just made it back here yourself.
venatoris: @cornballer (undefined - Imgur (50))

[personal profile] venatoris 2025-03-30 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ He absolutely lets her take the lead, like, cmon. Who wouldn't? An idiot, that's who. ]

Well, Etraya is one lucky city, then.

[ He flashes a little wink, moving to her beat. ]

Well, lot more locations popped up. Had some weird missions...some fun, some not so fun. [ he briefly dated an angel but said angel is gone but that's neither here nor there it's fine ]
banworthy: (pic#17599715)

[personal profile] banworthy 2025-03-30 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ He holds his hands up in surrender, flicking his wrists in her direction.

However, he twists his face in mild irritation at how mad she sounds that he's dead. Especially after what she has just said.

Jerking his thumb over his shoulder, he attempts to indicate to the aforementioned Leonard. Letting a beat pass he makes a slicing gesture across his throat. ]
limiterrings: (pic#17689684)

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-03-30 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Speak your name.

[ he looks to the familiar girl by him, still skating forward as she doesn't look anything like the one he already seen. ]

Do you have an emerald on you as well?

[ as well, he may not have the full picture here, but that means if he takes whatever one she has, then five more to go. ]
dreamsofearth: (Give Them a Chance)

[personal profile] dreamsofearth 2025-03-30 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[The girl's eyes brighten in recognition and she nodded.] Yes, Aurora. She had short white hair? I woke up in a hospital room and after she talked with me, she sent me here with this pack of supplies. [She frowned in thought, trying to recall exactly what happened before she woke up. There was danger. A raid? Lots of running. There were soldiers with guns. She was trying to get Shadow to safety...

Shaking her head a little, she sighed.]
She told me that I had to 'survive'. That I won't be here long. [She wasn't sure exactly what she could do, considering she didn't know how to fight and she wasn't the type to be in any physical competitions.]
limiterrings: (pic#17703072)

theyre fine for now until punches are thrown

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-03-30 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ with a roll of his eyes, he turns away with a simple "hmph" in response as though he's not willing to answer any questions. he crosses his arms in the opposite direction of the washroom to make sure that no one goes in that direction. if they do, the hedgehog either gives off a look that's telling them to fuck off, or he's willing to act by force.

for some reason, accelerator goes extremely unbothered by the course of changing his clothes. ]


...

[ this reminds shadow of why he doesn't engage with others, the need to constantly talk isn't something he's thrilled about. ]

D... [ he's quick to cut himself off, reverting to keeping words to himself considering the situation he's in.

having spoke before, the hedgehog glances at some of the guests and catches a notepad and pen. figuring that'll work, he zips off over to take it before returning into place as though he never left. he counts the number of sticky notes in hand which is a total number of four.

it'll work. ]
limiterrings: (pic#17723490)

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-03-30 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ the crowd running away, the distance that comes between him and this dream? nightmare? he isn't sure, but he can feel something in him grow with anger and hatred, the look in his eyes is far from the gentle gaze that he normally gives her. his eyes doesn't look in her direction, rather at those that come close to him.

they speak that if he continues, his count will drop to zero, and once it drops then they won't have to deal with him anymore. however, his number flips between three and four, as though there's something in the entire crowd that's masochistic enough to enjoy what's happening at the moment. to shadow, it means nothing when someone comes in his way to stand between him and the running crowd.

another snarl, wrinkles come towards his nose and brows furrow in agitation as the blade in his hand quickly swipes at the individual, cutting them half, and the upper part of their body slides down until it thumps onto the ground lifelessly. the hedgehog almost seems to be on a rampage, the irritation building inside of him as he looks around in search of the young girl he saw before.

she's finally outside his sight, probably hidden between this large crowd.

blood covers the ground as the hedgehog takes a step forward, his eyes wide as he looks around in search. where.

where?

where?

he doesn't know where she's went, or if she was even real. could he have been seeing things, were these just those memories that taunt him?

that's when he zips through various aliens, pushing them out of the way with a desperate look that captures his expression. he's unable to search for anything else as each step against the ground leaves behind a trail of blood in his wake. ]
lastofthearmlizards: (3)

[personal profile] lastofthearmlizards 2025-03-30 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Baylene smiles with relief. Even though she’s unaware of the panic that Ellie is currently facing.]

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

[At least having one ally in this situation is better than none at all.]
dreamsofearth: (Surprised)

[personal profile] dreamsofearth 2025-03-30 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Maria's expression shifts to amazement as she stared up at the brachiosaur.] A dinosaur?? I....I've only read of your kind in books. In my time, they had gone extinct millions of years ago. [She seems to relax a little, with a small smile. Sure the size difference was intimidating, but she was starting to get a sense that this being was kind.] This is amazing! I never thought I'd ever get to meet one. [And one she could talk with it seems!]

I'm Maria. Do you have a name?

devota: (⚖ in your temporary fame)

[personal profile] devota 2025-03-30 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
He was still my father.

[The irony that she'd had a similar conversation with Heather is completely lost on her.]
lastofthearmlizards: (4)

[personal profile] lastofthearmlizards 2025-03-30 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
My name is Baylene, it’s nice to meet you. And pardon me, did you say that dinosaurs are extinct in your time?

[Baylene couldn’t help but feel a bit concern about that statement.]
shoplifter: (pic#11449452)

[personal profile] shoplifter 2025-03-30 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Of course.

[Did he mean in Etraya, or on the mission? She figures maybe both.]

I left, too. For a short time.

... I don't know why they decided to bring me back here.

[But... she would be a complete liar if she acted unhappy to see more mutants again.]
odinpusrex: (286)

cw: uh blood, violence, and rando npc death

[personal profile] odinpusrex 2025-03-30 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[And standing_man_emoji he remains, even in the wake of Knife knocking out that couple.

Though, he does get a little more reactive with one of them being tossed his way! Kinda rude, but he can appreciate the tactic. The corner of his mouth slightly curling as he swings upward with Zantetsuken. The blade glows blue as it severs the person in two—the energy from the attack forcing any of the gore and blood to splatter on either side of him. Not even a drop makes it on him.

As the sword pulses blue, the magicks cascading over the impossibly black blade seems to absorb something from the person he just killed. Blue wisps of energy streak from their body to the blade, before fading away.

That gets quite the reaction from the crowd, to say the least of it. Barnabas levels his gaze at Knife, his cold stare locking with their eyes as he lowers his blade again. He gestures to the other unconscious person with the tip of his sword.]


Only one left, unless you plan to throw the entire Colosseum's occupants at me.
Edited (updated the cw to be a lil more accurate) 2025-03-30 07:16 (UTC)
redvisor: please don't take. (pic#16616267)

[personal profile] redvisor 2025-03-30 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
( She left, too. Like him. Like Logan. Now she finds herself here again... just like him. All they need now is for the old man himself to show up and that would make it three for three. Though he wonders why they'd both left here in the first place... and why bring them back. )

Yeah, having the same thoughts there myself.

( Looking around, he squints some behind his red shades. )

Are you here in this place they put us in? ( A beat. ) The current mission happening, I mean.
strumpet: (pic#17736818)

[personal profile] strumpet 2025-03-30 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
( with the intensity of the training that came with being a companion, the one thing inara learned was how to pick up on things and how to ease the other person when nerves went flying. although this man was far from being one of her clients, she too was in sort of a survival mode and picked up rather easily just how watched they were.

so when his words came out, she immediately clocked it as being a joke and laughed softly in turn. her face was bright, a smile curling up on her bright red lips and she held onto henry close as they began to dance. )


Well let's see if we can invite them back in, just follow my lead I've got you.

( but before she could begin instructing him, he went and blurted that little line. ah a domesticated man— in a world like hers were things could be so fluid yet so rigid, she had no intents on stepping into a mess that wasn't hers.

she hated complications after all. )


Not to worry, I can assure you this is all strictly platonic. What's your name by the way?
fireboost: (pic#17745806)

[personal profile] fireboost 2025-03-30 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ not for him she doesn't, scowling openly at the very question. ]

I am Blaze the Cat! You will pay, Shadow, for stealing one of the Sol Emeralds from their guardian.

[ she doesn't seem any less angry as he questions her identity. in fact, she emphasizes her words with an elegant turn of her heel, delivering a kick with her other leg—engulfed in flames and aimed directly at shadow's chest. ]
dreamsofearth: (Surprised)

[personal profile] dreamsofearth 2025-03-30 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[The press of the fleeing crowd grew a little less severe as Maria reached the buildings bordering the square, though she did find herself inching along a wall, until she was able to tuck her thin frame next to what looked like some kind of vending machine. Camera drones were whizzing back and forth above the heads of the crowd, broadcasting footage on various large screens and holo's around the square. She didn't want to look up and risk seeing herself on one of them again. One of the drones was hovering in her vicinity, and she covered her head.

She saw a space between two buildings not too far away. Maybe she could hide there. Lowering trembling hands from her tear-stained face, she realized one of them had a strange sticky substance and splatters of it traveled up her arm. She felt sick. Was that...blood? The color wasn't quite right but....

She just had> to get out of here.

Wheezing and leaning against the wall, she staggered towards the alley she had spotted. She had to get somewhere to hide.]
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Dion Lesage | Final Fantasy XVI | new character

[personal profile] oblige 2025-03-30 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
I. Arrival

[ It's a peculiar start. One moment, Dion is greeted by a being the like of which he'd never heard of. The next he's sent to a dying world — the irony of which isn't lost on him. He'd only just been embroiled in a battle to determine the future of his own withering world, after all.

Instead of peace, he finds himself ushered through a portal, into a riot of light and sound. It's an assault on the senses, one that Dion can't tolerate for very long. Bahamut may be the Eikon of light, but not like this. Not this cacophony of neon and strange devices trailing his every move.

He retreats into the backalleys for some respite almost immediately. His mail and plate glint in the livid illumination of the city, as does his lance. The man is hard to miss, even as he seeks refuge in the relative quiet.

Relative being the operative term as he feels at the device nestled about his ear. It too is foreign, as so much else has proven to be. ]


So I am to entertain, then...

[ He puffs out a breath, the suggestion of a laugh without voice. ]

II. Casino Royale
[ If one were to ask Dion whether he has blessed or cursed luck, he wouldn't entirely know how to respond. On the one hand, he's lived a privileged life in many ways. On the other, he's also undergone a parade of misfortunes in his very recent past and he'll not soon forget how much of this he can tie directly to his own decisions.

So it is that the man stares down the wheel as though it's going to spring to life and engage him in pitched battle. It does no such thing, but even so, he finds himself reluctant to approach it. Yet if Aurora spoke true, it isn't his life (one he could swear was quite forfeit already) on the line, but all those that remain in his own world.

What of Ultima, then? For this, he has no answer.

So in order to spur himself to venture forth and accept this challenge, he speaks to the person nearest to him. Casually, by all appearances, arms folded and posture as relaxed as he can manage. ]


A game of chance and not of skill... Is it merely a test of what we're willing to endure then?

[ He was born enduring, if naught else. ]

III. Wildcard
[ ooc: Want to make the dragon dance? Have something specific in mind? Feel free to throw down a custom prompt! ]
Edited (look i needed to make a reference it was very important) 2025-03-30 01:15 (UTC)
fireboost: (pic#17745805)

[personal profile] fireboost 2025-03-30 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ blaze gives them a doubtful look, frowning, and unsure where they're getting an idea like that. ]

Is that how you think you will escape?

[ if she were trying to leave a place, "killing" it would hardly be her first thought. ]
ingestion: (pic#17598681)

[personal profile] ingestion 2025-03-30 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
( it was polite of him to say that and as they stopped momentarily, she thought about that one particular moment in her time here that was gruesome. she wasn't going to talk about her own memories, not when they were being watched and judged, their points at a delicate balance, but—

wasn't it her duty to warn others about some of the people here? naively she didn't realize the man before her probably was an entire warning all on his own. )


That's true, especially here. We're not in Etraya, we've just been sucked here for a mission after all....but back in Etraya....you have to be careful too.

( she'll stop there for now, letting him ask his own questions if he wanted. what she did want to get out was this— )

I'm Heather by the way, Heather Mason. I've been here some time you know?
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Casino Royale

[personal profile] levelshift 2025-03-30 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Accelerator is just ahead, having spun the wheel to enter himself. It's whatever, just some dumb wheel, and after landing on his number - 19 - nothing seems to have happened, so he doesn't really care.

A voice speaks up behind him and he glances back, blinking. The fuck, is that seriously a talking purple cat? Holy hell, as much as he doesn't want Last Order to be going through Aphaia's nonsense she'd love this.]


......... Fine.

[He moves aside, but for whatever reason he doesn't feel like he can go into the casino just yet. It's like his feet are frozen to the floor.]
limiterrings: (pic#17684462)

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-03-30 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ was it all a figment of his imagination?

is that why he's unable to see her, why she's no longer around him? it's not as though he can feel her, but that look on her face, those innocent... blue eyes. was it only his memory taking over, his irritation, or maybe the slowly growing insanity that he suffers in this life.

he continues dashing through the area, from one place to another, and when his eyes fall upon the individual whose arm he removed will he jump to grab at their neck. his air shoes keeping him in the air as he finds his grip around them tightening. ]


Where?

[ luckily they have three more throats to work with because they don't know, they scream and four of their arms begin to push him away. he thinks to use his chaos spear to stab into them, but that's a waste of time, instead he releases them to jump back down to the ground.

...

even if he asks where, who would know? he can't trust anything said to him at all. only his touch will be able to tell him the truth, because even now he doesn't know if he can trust his eyes. ]
limiterrings: (pic#17679371)

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-03-30 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Try again.

[ he jumps up, his air shoes giving him the advantage to miss her kick, and instead he grabs the ankle covered in fire. the flames burning at his gloves as he pulls the feline up to meet him in the air before returning the same sentiment. he swipes his own foot towards her direction right into blaze's chest. ]

I'm tired of you imposters.
fireboost: (pic#17737927)

[personal profile] fireboost 2025-03-30 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
I'll admit, this isn't what I expected when she told me to survive.

[ listening to the girl explain her situation and arrival here, blaze crosses her arms. she glances around the area, lit up with lights, cameras, and action all around, and breathes a sigh. but she must admit, it sounds like she's talking to a regular girl. blaze can't help but feel sympathy for her situation. ]

My name is Blaze. Is there anything that I can help you with?