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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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limiterrings: (pic#17723487)

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-03-28 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ his actions that will probably lead him to doing the same thing again only annoys the hedgehog, his eyes glaring at the individual as they speak. ]

Use your damn eyes and see for yourself.

[ somehow he seems unwilling with how he turns his head, it's not quite enough with how he bothers shadow with things that he can easily make sense of on his own. ]

Ignoring your surroundings will lead you to a quick death.

[ is that a good enough answer for where they are? should be. ]
copsormasks: (022)

all good!

[personal profile] copsormasks 2025-03-28 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jason shrugs at Chrissy, pocketing his hands. He doesn't want to be a part of any of this.]

It's not really my style.

[But he's worn it enough to know how to wear it.]
ingestion: (pic#17598549)

— casino royale

[personal profile] ingestion 2025-03-29 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
( there's an air of rage that seemed to follow heather wherever she went and in the things she did. at this point she was far too accustomed to all the tricks and games this placed played on them all. from food that influenced their behaviors, to events that made them see illusions, it had all just become too much.

she wasn't even sure what she was expecting to find in out in agora, but she was hoping it wasn't another battle. instead what she stumbled onto, or rather stepped onto was something far more strange. )


What the hell—

( and as she bent down to reach out to the writhing mass of flesh on the floor, screaming at her, she scrunched up her face and began to poke at it. )

Disgusting...what kind of an idiot crawls around on the floor at a busy place like this. Are you trying to get yourself covered in germs?

( she isn't outright angry at the invisible man, but her attitude made it clear just how youthful she was— annoyed with the world and all of its bullshit and the people that came with it too. )
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[personal profile] bubblegumheart 2025-03-29 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
That's fair. I wasn't expecting all of this.

[All things considered, this was probably the last thing she would've been expecting.]

Do you know how to dance?
futuremessiah: (hope6)

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-03-29 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Hope is not okay. She's been casing the casino for a little while now, and the more she's walked, the funnier she's felt. Not time-sliding sick. Just...bubbly and fine until someone bumped her.

It's the glasses. She gets close to the man to get a better look at the glasses, for a moment her eyes flash red, and then it's gone.
]

I know someone who wears glass…es...es like those. But he's no fun. Also, he's my grandfather. It's a long story. Are you?

[Throughout this little speech, Hope has managed to wrap herself around Scott's arm, clinging tightly to him. ]
redvisor: please don't take. (pic#16616268)

[personal profile] redvisor 2025-03-29 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
( Mr. Summers. Right. So there's familiarity there then... just not on his side. A gaze down, he looks back up. )

Wanted to see who might be around.

( If anyone he knows— if anyone he had met here was still around. )

I take it this is going to be one of those you know some version of me sort of things. From the sounds of it anyways, since I don't really have a clue who you are.
devota: (⚖ stranger the places)

[personal profile] devota 2025-03-29 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
I would not be here had God not willed it.

[Of course she'll help Aurora, because that is clearly what God wants of her.]

...Very well. If that's what you wish.

[The wording makes it sound dismissive, but she is being genuine. She isn't certain what "atoning" means, in this context. But for Alessa? She'll do it.]
waxen_wings: (059)

UN: guthri3; re(arrival) AKA oh shit dad's here?

[personal profile] waxen_wings 2025-03-29 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Is that what Cyclops sounds like? Jay thinks it's a bit off. He has a good ear, but he can't quite put his finger on what's not right. Maybe it's a tinny headset. ]

Hey, it's Jay Guthrie. I know Mr. Summers. He taught my geometry class.

[ And self-defense, and he was headmaster in his spare time when he wasn't leading the X-Men. Huh. Never really thought about how much the guy did - didn't he teach AP government too? ]
copsormasks: (018)

[personal profile] copsormasks 2025-03-29 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
I know how to sway from side to side.

[Jason could probably learn more, but he didn't get chance.]
shadowsincryo: (And this just a part I portray)

Biding

[personal profile] shadowsincryo 2025-03-29 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[He turns his hand and opens it, magic spills forth making a icy fog figure of himself and the stranger both with their ear pieces in and talking. A little thumbs up appears.

Will he get it? Hard to say.]
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[personal profile] shadowsincryo 2025-03-29 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
How could I refuse? [The man who caught her is tall, with a long fall of dark blue hair running down one side of his chest. His flashy-looking clothes are the kind that are easy to move in. He gently guides her to a safe tile.] I know quite a few moves, what sort of dance would you like the most?

I find it helps to ease the homesickness. [His pleasant smile fades into something softer, as he says low while aware the cameras are going.] Follow my lead, we'll make it through.

heartofthedream: Powers (Meditating in the Void)

un: jeangrey

[personal profile] heartofthedream 2025-03-29 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jean feels him at a distance—recognizable now in both similarity and difference, a piece of music that has made itself its own unforgotten home—but she waits. She remembers well enough. There's a faintly rueful ire her voice when she responds. ]

Welcome back, Scott.


[ For, you know, the derivation of 'welcome' that is 'as welcome as being captive to Etraya again gets'
( ... and oddly realizing she'd missed him, even if she'd wished him well with the blessing of his return to his world). ]
Edited 2025-03-29 00:31 (UTC)
jinxs: (vlcsnap-2024-11-19-18h16m31s190)

jinx / arcane (current character)

[personal profile] jinxs 2025-03-29 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
ᑕᗩᔕIᑎO ᖇOYᗩᒪE
(Gambling is more Sevika's thing, but girl's gotta entertain herself somehow, so here Jinx is, set on stealing the flashdrive to maybe sell, trade, or maybe actually do something with it, all depending on what is within it... If she can find it.

The issue is that the moment that Jinx steps into the casino and rolls that wheel. Suddenly, the everlasting turmoil within her quiets. Not a feeling, not even the motivation that had her enter this in the first place is not there anymore. This would feel strange, but the lack of feeling in itself hinders her from figuring the discomfort it brings.

Instead, she'll sit by the bets, listening, nodding for every win, every loss. It's not Jinx if she's not loud, passionate, and right now?

It's all so monotone.)
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[personal profile] bubblegumheart 2025-03-29 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Good enough for me. We can wait for a slow song, unless you're feeling adventurous.

[She doesn't need the score boost and she's not particularly worried about trying for the title, but she's not going to look such a straightforward challenge gift horse in the mouth.]
restingstitchface: (Thoughtful)

[personal profile] restingstitchface 2025-03-29 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Crane matches his steps with hers, her thoughtful expression and her carefully chosen words. Even her volume.]

Enough that I feel out of my element.

[He looks relaxed, not even batting an eye at the admission. His gaze switches to the crowd for a while, everyone dancing like a singular organism, with few signs of data that separate individuals from the whole. He pretends to catch himself and closes his eyes in consideration.]

Sorry. Dancing is hardly my passion. Sometimes I wish they would make these events more lively. I can only imagine how bored you feel.

[Given the general age of the crowd and all. How many people of her age are here?]
querulus: (x-men - kicked puppy)

👀👀👀👀👀

[personal profile] querulus 2025-03-29 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Sophie.

He can feel her as soon as she arrives, and it's definitely Sophie and not one of her sisters, because despite what all of the other morons around them think, the Cuckoos are easy to tell apart for anyone paying the slightest bit of attention. And Quentin, well, Quentin's paid attention to the Cuckoos. To say the least. Arguably too much. But that's a whole tangle of emotions he's not remotely willing to dissect any time soon.

He knows Sophie doesn't like him. Shouldn't like him, probably. Sophie's death is the one part of his stupid little rebellion for which he can never seem to atone. But... he also knows she can feel his psychic signature as much as he can feel hers. And hers is... off somehow. Maybe because she's separated from her sisters, but it could be something else, and she could need help, and well... okay, maybe he's not the best person to offer help. Possibly the worst, actually. But by the time he's started working towards some kind of conclusion on that front, Sophie's voice is already in his head, and he has to blurt out some kind of answer.]


/Sorry, I, uhh. Look, I'm not following you or anything. I'll stay out of your way, I was just. Uh. Making sure you were okay. And stuff./
futuremessiah: (hope3)

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-03-29 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[It's just moving to music, right? Something any teen should be used to. Any teen who didn't grow up running for their lives through one apocalyptic hellscape or another. Which gives her advantages others in this competition don't have.

It also helps to have a telekinetic around to borrow the powers of. Use everything you have available.
]

Just make sure you keep up with me when things start going sideways.
twin_blade: (98)

iii

[personal profile] twin_blade 2025-03-29 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Another mission to find something Vax knows nothing about. He at least has to make some kind of effort, which involves showing up, but how's he supposed to find the flash drive? He doesn't even know what that is or what one looks like.

So, what's he to do but find an out of the way position to lurk? On top of it all, he can't even do any spying because he can't look at anyone's face. Stupid fucking wheel. It could be a lot worse, though. This is the first time it's felt like Echo has had a hand in things here since he arrived. Even if they were all forced to fight, it kind of made sense. Now everything is weird and chaotic again.

He doesn't look like he wants to be bothered, brooding as he is, so of course someone approaches him. Clout, she says? ]


No, not me.

[ His eyes look to the side and then down. Pink? Cute. ]

That's not a very inconspicuous color.

[ Vax is dressed in a black suit with a long jacket. His long hair is tied back at the base of his neck, making his elven ears more prominent. After a huff, he asks, because he doesn't actually like leaving people in need. ]

What is it you want?
rudelanguage: (pic#17713223)

[personal profile] rudelanguage 2025-03-29 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[there's a reflexive crinkling of Knife's nose, inherently repelled by flagrant magic displays (that weren't Soliton's); thankfully, the disgust is in character for their chosen mask.

they don't speak aloud at the distance, hesitating, debating on the value of trying to communicate with this stranger.

...beats wandering around stupid-like.

upon approaching:]
Cute trick. But it's not the cant.
sophielicious: (nyx_002b)

[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-03-29 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
(She knows he's not lying, because it's not like he asked to get sucked into this mess of a place alongside her whose death can be easily attributed to him, too.

The issue is how glitchy everything is right now. Sometimes, too silent, sometimes, it's like nothing is happening at all with her abilities, and she is on her own. It wouldn't hurt to have an Omega with her right now, filling blanks when she can't do it herself. It's not like they haven't done this before, and well. This is Quentin.

It's a matter of survival, so she might as well, while she figures this thing out.)


/You're better than that, aren't you? You know something's not right. Before you stay out of my way, get in my way, so I can fix you up for this thing. I'm sure I hate whatever you're wearing./
redvisor: please don't take. (pic#16616286)

[personal profile] redvisor 2025-03-29 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
( He knows her voice. Knows it even if she's not... her. It's enough to get him to stop — enough to get him to look up, as if expecting to see her there within his mind's eye, even if he knows her voice comes from over the earpiece. The sound that leaves him is one that's both soft and almost wistful in a way. A duck of his head down, he looks back up — looks through those ruby quartz glasses. )

Should have known you'd be part of the welcoming committee.

( There's a lack of sarcasm there. It's more... gentle. )

You're still here, too, huh?
Edited 2025-03-29 00:47 (UTC)
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[personal profile] shadowsincryo 2025-03-29 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
[He sighs, turns his head, and points at the earpiece. The magic snaps off like a light switch being flicked.

He takes out a small notepad and writes on it. He holds it up.

'Insert the earpiece, and you can understand anyone.']
thelightshines: (But listen carefully)

Shadow | Sonic the Hedgehog (Paramount) | New Character

[personal profile] thelightshines 2025-03-29 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
A - Arrival

[Shadow isn't sure what to make of any of this. He tries to retain the information being provided to him, but he's...distracted. A lot has happened in a short span of time back home that he's still coming to grips with. To suddenly be tossed in entirely other world is jarring, confusing. Why was he picked? There's at least three individuals he could think of that are better suited for the required purpose this "Aurora" desires. At least one thing gets cleared up. This is definitely not the planet he originated from.

The portal is left open for him to go through once Aurora finishes, but he doesn't take it. The room itself, while the furniture seem familar, it all also felt foreign and new to him. What was that one room in the base....a medical bay? That's what it felt like, just more modern and futuristic.

He gets to the earpiece that's been left for him. He stares at it for a bit, turning it in his hand. This small thing will allow him to communicate with everyone? He's a bit skeptical, remembering the clunky devices the humans used back home to contact people. Then again, fifty years later, didn't Stone and the younger Robotnik used something similar? How does this fit everything it needs to do?

...He probably should have asked Aurora all of this. An annoyed sigh. No point in thinking about a missed opportunity. He'll make it work.]


Option 1 - Action:
[While he's aware of others arriving like him, he is purposely putting distance between everyone while he tries to figure out the earpiece. But should one choose to approach because they see him struggling, he will instinctively glare at them.] What?

Option 2 - Network:
[A broadcast comes up, and then goes away a moment later. There may be a few posts like this where it's blank. Maybe one is a short video where people will see the top of an animal that was jet black in color with red highlights, and cat-like ears. Eventually, a full on proper visual shows, and it's just a white wall. This is intentional, Shadow is experimenting while staying out of view. A low male voice speaks up.] Hello?


B - Casino
[It takes him a bit to adjust, but he's learning that nearly everyone here do not care for the alien hedgehog with destructive powers walking around. And he's relieved for this. Still, the amount of people in this place can get overwhelming at times, on top of literally everything being new to him. Giving himself a task helps him focused on something instead of all the things he doesn't know. Casinos are places he heard of, but never been. Something about needing to be older, not even she was allowed in these places.

They're noisy, the air full of energy to the point that it felt exhausting to be in. People like being in these environments? Well, he can certainly understand how information could be abundant here. And that's what he's looking into. Although, he caught himself in a bit of a snag. Normally he does tend to stick to the shadows anyway, but he's currently be forced to. Someone hanging away from the lights might hear a snap, and feel short burst of wind. They'll find they aren't alone anymore and small dark hedgehog has appeared beside them, as if out of thin air.]


[Wildcard]
[Let me know if guys want something else! I can be reached through PM or [plurk.com profile] noletters]
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Ellie Sattler • Jurassic Park

[personal profile] whoruntheworld 2025-03-29 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
starlight
[No.

When she had said she wanted out of the island, this isn't what she had had in mind. The glaring lights are almost too much by themselves, utterly overwhelming... never mind how they came to be in her sight to begin with! Ellie has no choice, though. She moves forward into a crowd and then she moves with the crowd, displays herd behavior, helpless and disgusted in a way she hasn't felt in... well, in about a day and a half, actually.

This place... is chaotic. She occasionally pats at her grimy, rumpled shirt with blatant anxiety. Not to smooth out the wrinkles or to make herself more palatable for the show but to remind herself she's not dreaming. Not having a nightmare within a nightmare.

Maybe she should have paid more attention to her surroundings though, because this is how she ends up in the Colosseum... for a prom.]
I-

No, no, I... are you kidding me?

casino
[Her... points are dropping. Apparently getting shoved into a cocktail dress didn't improve her mood or willingness to cooperate with being made a plaything. Who could have guessed?

Ellie doesn't wish she was back with the... dinosaurs. It sounds strange and faraway, in this world where there is nothing natural except for the sickness of entitlement to the lives of others. No, she doesn't wish she was back in the island, in the park... but she had known her objective back then. Survive.

So as she walks towards this new room, she looks towards this other person. And she figures, well...

Allegedly, the objective is clear. To survive.

Tired and bedraggled, she offers a smile. It doesn't reach her eyes but it's... something.]


Want to try this together?
redvisor: please don't take. (pic#16616286)

all these kids

[personal profile] redvisor 2025-03-29 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
( He doesn't recognize the name, but. From the sounds of it, he's speaking to someone who knows him. Some version of him. A mutant. In the few months he'd spent here before, he'd come to slowly get used to the thought of that — of there being those out there who knew of him, his name, and his role with the X-Men despite his not knowing them or their existence even being a thing at his point in time. It's a little easier for him to wrap his head around this time. )

Autoshop's a little more my area, but I could see geometry happening, too.