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TDM 008


content warnings for this TDM include: gambling references, mild horror themes and suggestive content


⏵ arrival⏴

Arrival does not happen as Aurora usually plans for it. Newcomers generally find themselves waking up within the hospital, are given a brief overview of their situation, and sent on their way. Now? They wake up immersed in a game within The Gold Saucer. But it doesn't quite feel like a game: whether it's snowy mountains, riding a chocobo as you listened to the wind quickly pass by your ears, or in the middle of a battle with a beast, it feels utterly real.

It's only after the game concludes - either by winning or losing - that you find yourself back in the main game area. A bot, dressed as personnel in this lavish playground, approaches each arrival with an earpiece allowing them to communicate with those in their same situation. It also serves to inform them of their goal: collect enough gold saucer points (or GP) by playing the games to acquire a card fashioned to their own likeness from the game counter. Then, they must trade it for someone else's. Seems simple enough, right? Hopefully the cards aren't too expensive...


⏵ the gold saucer ⏴

The Gold Saucer is an ode to the very idea of fun. It’s huge, labyrinthine, colorful, and lively. Everywhere you look, there’s something to do. At the same time, it’s also impossible to tell what time it is. There are no windows to the outside, there are no clocks. This place is beyond such a thing.

There are games everywhere you look, ranging from the pseudo-gambling to sports to pixelated video games in cabinets. Yet no matter which boxing game, pinball machine, or skeeball machine you look at, the same creatures and themes arrive. Cactuars, chocobos, the fiercest Behemoth, the cuddliest Moogle… For those from the realms of Final Fantasy, this will feel natural- homey even. Everyone else will simply understand that there is a fairly strong central theme here about magic, machines, and monsters.

It’s hard to tell how long you spend here, and it seems to sit outside of the very concept of time. Still, there are many restaurants, lounges, and vending machines. There are shops and costume rentals. There are even little pharmacies with headache remedies if the partying gets out of hand. And when you grow tired, there is a hotel- though it is made up like a haunted house, you can count on getting some semi-restful sleep.


⏵ playtime ⏴
Interdimensional Games


At first, stepping through to play any of these games may make participants wonder if they have been teleported somewhere else entirely. But on closer inspection, all the skies above are merely well-constructed interiors with painted ceilings. After all, it always seems to be daytime during these games.

Snowboarding - Race to the bottom of the mountain, but avoid obstacles and complete as many tricks as possible!

Chocobo Racing- Race on Chocobo-back around a treacherous outdoors race track which can either be taking place in a desert, a swampy forest, or upon an island beach. Work in tandem with your rented bird and against your competition by throwing hazards in their way or utilizing buffs garnered on the track. Different colored birds will yield different advantages.

Yellow - Good All Rounder
Red - Fast, but hard to steer
Blue - Slower, but very easy to steer. Much easier to pick up items from them.
Green- Resilient against traps and sabotage

Colosseum Battle- Face off against the fiercest beasts around. Pair up with friends or rivals to Collaborate or Compete to do the most damage and deliver the final blow. These battles are synced to the comparative power of the one entering the competition.

We wouldn’t want anyone to get hurt unnecessarily, after all. And indeed, no one will get seriously, gruesomely, or permanently injured in these battles. Those without fighting capabilities can rent weapons outfitted Materia to assist them in their trial. These will allow anyone to cast spells, though not guarantee any better wielding of weapons. There are a hundred rounds, starting with fairly simple Spriggans, ranging all the way up to blood-thirsty Behemoths to challenge even the most battle-hardened hero.

Gold Saucer Games


Leap of Faith- Players are presented with an obstacle course that stretches a hundred feet into the air upon floating platforms and islands. Both are held aloft by magical crystals. Powers are entirely nerfed, though falling and hitting the ground is strangely painless. Those who collect the most silver and gold statuettes of cactuars placed at random throughout the course will be awarded proportionate GP; though there is a bonus for those that reach the very top first.

Triple Triad- Everywhere you look, people are playing this game on little 3 by 3 boards, or any surface with enough space. You will be given a loaner deck to play with. Are you clever enough to defeat your fellows.

Fashion Report- Theobold, familiar to some, stands by himself in a little booth with a dressing room and an incredibly expansive walk-in closet. He is a robot of distinguished fashion and strong opinions on those fashions. Do you dare subject yourself to his scrutiny? Come prepare in his wondrous closets to make the best outfit for the chance to win a prize. Please submit your fashion here!

There are Arcade Machines and activities galore. If you can think of it, it’s probably there- Just with that Final Fantasy pastiche on it, of course.


⏵ the beehive lounge ⏴

There are other places to eat at the Gold Saucer, but the vending machines and cafés all pale in comparison to the dinners at the Beehive.

For all the rave reviews, there is a dress code at the Beehive, and this is literal. If you step inside and are not currently wearing a dress, you will be ushered into a sideroom and appropriately made over.

However, this is only for those trying to go in through the normal doors. Around the side there happens to be an employee entrance, manned by a bot. He will only allow those in who seem like they intend to work— and therefore must be wearing at least one piece of the Bunnysuit Collection to trick the guard.

Once you are made over or have snuck in, you are free to relax inside with drinks, dine on a fine meal, watch the dancers, or participate yourself if you feel brave enough. Why would anyone ever dance here? Well, that’s simple. It pays really well. So if you’re sick of games, or terrible at them— you can always come dance for a shift. Though, don't get any unseemly ideas about freeing yourself of your clothing, this isn't that kind of establishment!


⏵ haunted house ⏴

When you grow too weary or drunk from a day of games, you may be directed to somewhere a little quieter to sleep. Up the elevator, and through the doors reveals a modest walk through some woods until a quaint, victorian hotel appears. It is always nighttime here, and the stars and moon twinkle above.

The receptionist, a bot in a rather bedraggled-looking chocobo mascot costume checks you in and shows you to your room. You can sleep here, especially if you can tolerate the hokey haunted decorations strung up around the place. Though sometimes, late at night, there will come a vigorous thumping on the door to startle sleeping patrons awake- Only for the culprit to vanish and be impossible to locate.



⏵ ticket counter ⏴


The prize counter is manned by a bot and has a sign posted overhead. Most prizes will be handed over inside an appropriately sized wrapped box, as the contents are a mystery.


Sparklers & Glowsticks 10 gp
Bunny Suit 300 gp
Bunny Stockings & Heels 150 gp
Animal Ears (Random) 500 gp
Kigurumi (Random) 100 gp
Chocobo Barding (Random) 1000 gp
Classic White Mage Robes 500 gp
Classic Black Mage Robes 500 gp
Plush Toy (Random) 100 gp
Wind-Up Minion (Random) 200 gp
Chocobo Mascot Suit (Random Color) 2000 gp
Triple Triad Booster Pack 50 gp
Triple Triad Card in your Likeness 10,000 gp


⏵ NOTES ⏴


This TDM may be treated as a mini-Mission. Time will not pass inside of it in relation to the world outside - meaning, this can be happening at any time between late May into early July!

This Gold Saucer is a bit of a mix between that of FF7's and FF14's, but it also has some things that neither have as well. Any inaccuracies are entirely intentional, aimed to make this rest within a space of uncanny valley for those who are familiar. While otherwise being a bit of a chaotic fantastical funhouse for everyone else! If there is something unlisted, chances are it will exist if it is in either of the other versions of the Gold Saucer.

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!

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quibblingfunctionary: made by dethruki (my liege)

[personal profile] quibblingfunctionary 2025-06-29 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sleipnir thought he had made the motion subtle enough to not be caught doing it, but it seems Clive is too attentive... While unintended the attention his savior pays him makes the wine taste even sweeter. He even thinks his breathing may have hitched for a moment. But even more interesting than Mythos' attention on his lips are the words the man dispenses from them. This conversation is... surprisingly engaging... ]

Hmm? I do not consider myself a poet... I was merely using a metaphor to better understand your conception... But, I will grant you His Majesty does use a higher form of language when he speaks. It is impressive, yes?

[ The tickle of pleasure runs through Sleipnir once more when Lord Rosfield orders a refill and not a different beverage. It seems he gaged his savior's tastes well... However, the confusion is not intended. Perhaps there is something off in his manner of speech after all. There was trouble earlier when Sleipnir was conversing with the Warden of Light too. He fights the urge to drop his gaze down to his glass again; he wants to keep holding Clive's gaze. Sleipnir hums in thought at how to best phrase his query, searching in the other's eyes instead of his wine glass. ]

...I suppose I am confused with your wording of "just sex". [ why is this harder to do while looking into his eyes? ] ...I find there is always something more going on when having sex with someone, even when it is not of the romantic nature. ...Some sort of tension? Or need? And then adding this concept of it being potentially romantic to cater to their desires... [ Finally Sleipnir breaks eye contact to drop it to his glass and wonders if the act of catering is romantic. ] Hmm. I do not think I am being clear. There is nothing small or lesser when it comes to having sex without a relationship. A intimate connection is still made...?

[ He looks back up to Clive, his brow is pinched, and he looks uncertain. Sleipnir is struggling to explain the antithesis of something he doesn't understand, but to explain that he would need better understanding of the thing he is asking about. He hopes at least a little sense was made. ]
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[personal profile] her_own_rules 2025-06-29 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
It's almost going to smooth out, and then he turns—and it's the earnestness that always gets her, isn't it? For all that confidence, he is a book, and there are miles, and years, that go into that hesitation she watches hitch his movements, his words, before he decides. Before he's holding out his hands, and he's. Saying that.

She doesn't move closer. Doesn't reach out her hands,
or move them at all, from still holding her towel.

(It's like, at the beginning, with the other!Dick, except she doesn't have Dick to go home to after it,
stuck in the weird deja vu of it all. Except. There is no Dick to go home to.
And this is him now. Again.)

"Dick. It's just a bed. It's fine."

Yes, she can hear herself as she says it. Hear a half dozen other words, across those miles and years, that all alluded to the same fact, as though it wasn't a mutually understood, and sometimes mutually bulwarked, fabrication. But it is. Too. It's just a bed. And they both need to sleep. These missions don't slow down for any of the shocks or horrors (or surprises) they decide to throw out. And he's already gone through so much today, back home, and being pulled into this place, without a normal 'welcoming' stop by Aurora. (Which she still hasn't worked out the why of that has happened, again, either.)

"Just get some sleep." She turns back toward the bathroom to return the towel. (Or, maybe it's because she's not certain she wants to watch if his expression falls?) "Tomorrow will probably have a whole new list of mission things we're either required or 'encouraged' to do."
Edited 2025-06-29 01:54 (UTC)
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[personal profile] herofhopeless 2025-06-29 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[A laugh startles out of Clive at that, mirth sparkling in his eyes.]

I think you'll be alright on the jealousy front. As long as you don't start treating me like the second coming of god, we'll be fine.

[Clive helps Verso into the robe after his body is dried off and gives his head a solid rub down to get the extra moisture out of his hair before walking with him to the bed. He pulls back the covers.]

I need to clean up first, but I could go for a nap.
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[personal profile] thelightshines 2025-06-29 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Everything sounded far away, blurred, muffled. He feels the sensation of falling, but his body was numb, threatening to shut down. He hardly registers the tug from the blue hedgehog, letting himself be pulled in a certain way until they eventually hit water.

The water flows through his fur, but it doesn't feel wet. If Sonic wasn't holding his breath, he'd realize they can breath in it now. The only thing that makes it resemble water is the weightlessness that one can still feel. His vision slowly comes into focus, seeing the light above, the surface of this "water" being digtized. They are sinking, he could feel the other hedgehog's arm holding onto him.

His hand grips onto their arm, kicking his feet in a way to get them atleast back upright. Just as the water completely reaches them and dissapates below, the jets from his shoes come to life, keeping them from falling the last few feet. There's the sound of a bell and a grand fanfare. Confetti and even fireworks start to go off, celebrating these two warriors that managed to clear all one hundred rounds.

Shadow wince at the sudden noise. He didn't care for it. All this does was make it difficult for him to focus. So it ends up being a rough landing, Shadow falling over and threatening to just hit the floor if not caught. But it's still a far better landing than what could have been a moment ago.]
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[personal profile] levindicated 2025-06-29 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[muttering] Who taught you to move like that?

[Cid clears his throat. He’s not about to look absurd next to Clive, just repeating one little dance.]

Drunk already, are you? Don’t twist your pretty, little ankle.

[But it’s not like Cid has any brilliant ideas for seductive moves. Not that he doesn’t know how to think on his feet. But he’s only seen women dance like this. Is that what he should be doing- ]

[he starts to move a bit better to the beat.]

Tips-

[Maybe this was a mistake.]
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[personal profile] oblige 2025-06-29 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dion halts abruptly, frowning at him. This was precisely what he had been getting at — the lede Sleipnir was burying. Implying that anything was worth his while and alluding to his duty did not clarify his intentions. Those words could have meant anything or nothing, especially from an old foe.

All the more from one who doubtless takes him no more seriously than Odin does. ]


Why did you not say that to begin with?

[ Even when he asked? ]
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[personal profile] herofhopeless 2025-06-29 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[The way Dion's shoulders hunch ever so slightly is not missed by Clive. He knows that this will be a battle, that Dion will resist having his positives pointed out to him. He makes a mental note to talk to Joshua about this, too.

And if he just shimmies on past Dion's points, oh well.]


You have the trust of more people than I think you realize.

[Clive gives Dion's hand a light squeeze before letting go.]

I could give you a list, but I think we would end up sitting here all night. Regardless of anything else, I trust you. I need you to know that.

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[personal profile] heavensnight 2025-06-29 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
You like a challenge, like any good competitor does. I'll have to remember that.

[it's said with that same grin she's been giving him since he's made it obvious he would prefer to distract himself with fun. so that's what she offers up to him. practically hanging off of him and laughing, joking with him as they play.

strangely, they win. Maria doesn't have good luck (considering her situation, is that really surprising?) but when they just keep winning, it does become fun. fun enough that Maria forgets herself and does genuinely enjoy herself as they play. she would not call herself a competitive person but there is something about winning when it feels like all you do is lose.

when they finally call it quits on the game, Maria is pulling Verso towards a bar by his arm. as if they haven't been taking drinks this entire time.]
Come on, we have to toast to this sudden good luck!
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[personal profile] herofhopeless 2025-06-29 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[If anyone had told him that he would be having a conversation with Sleipnir that he was actually enjoying, he would have flat out called them a liar. This, though? This is different. It isn't at all what he expected. The man next to him was thoughtful, inquisitive, and attentive. Maybe that's what Clive gets for making assumptions.]

You have a very poetic way of speaking.

[Clive takes a sip of wine to think about how he is going to phrase 'sometimes he should just spit it out' without being too rude.]

It is pretty impressive, yeah. Sometimes I think he could benefit from being maybe a little less impressive. Might make communicating with people a bit easier for him.

[Clive tilts his head ever so slightly while watching Sleipnir stumble, the intensity of his gaze never wavering. Was he... shy? Nervous? Clive couldn't quite put his finger on it and he definitely did not want to find it charming.]

Ah, I get it. Your experiences with sex and mine sound like they have been very different.

[Clive takes another long sip of wine, before staring off over Sleipnir's shoulder at nothing in particular.]

Sex has never been intimate for me. Just a means to an end.

[Clive turns his gaze back to Sleipnir's. There is something different about it, something farther away.]

Went from being Branded to being too busy.
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[personal profile] quibblingfunctionary 2025-06-29 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sleipnir huffs and stops with him. ]

Because I was waiting for you to accept the offer of a match.

[ Clearly Bahamut should have had interest in fighting him before the deal was sweetened. He always took to the field before and never needed to be lured out with betting. ]

That is how invitations go. I ask if you want to play. You say yes. I ask if you would be interested in a wager. I don't know if you are a betting man, it might be below you, how am I supposed to know?
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[personal profile] oblige 2025-06-29 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ It is doubtful in Dion's mind that so many trust him on a personal level. His dragoons, certainly. Harpocrates. The Phoenix, for they had trusted one another since first they met and neither time nor absence had managed to weather it somehow, and... Evidently Ifrit himself.

The list is smaller than Dion thinks the man realizes. ]


Yet is not your effort to uplift others the very reason so many rely on you?

[ Two can side-step, Ifrit. ]
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[personal profile] bluejustice 2025-06-29 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, well. Trying to breathe underwater, fake or not, goes against every self-preservation instinct he has. Which, granted, are not that many, but drowning is no fun. As you move to upright them he's not much of help, his somewhat awkward, uncoordinated flailing indicating that he wasn't used to being underwater at all, let alone staying calm during so. Thankfully, the "water" dissipates in time, and he takes a deep breath, being able to reorient himself quickly now that he's not worried about drowning.

He manages to save the landing by reacting fast, and also moving quickly to catch you before you fall.]
Shadow, are you okay?
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[personal profile] herofhopeless 2025-06-29 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Clive's shrug is very slight.]

Spent a lot of time around pleasure houses. [He shoots Cid a quick look.] Without partaking. Learned a lot.

[Something about not being interested made courtesans like him. He's sure he could figure out why, but really he'd rather just be dancing right now.]

Worried about me or just my pretty little ankles?

[Clive, who has at this point just let the music take the lead, drifts back into Cid's orbit. He twirls to stop in front of Cid, back to the audience, and takes Cid's hand in his, placing it on his hip. Once Cid's hand is in place on Clive's hip, he rolls his body to the side and allows the audience to see his own hand splayed across Cid's chest, all while still swaying his hips.]

Something Isabelle taught me.

[The hand on Cid's chest drags down towards Cid's abdomen before moving back up.]

Imagine your body is water, follow the ebb and flow.

[Clive slides out from under Cid's hand and slips around behind him again, this time putting his hands on Cid's hips and guiding him so their movements match, breath grazing over bare skin.]

Make the people watching imagine that it could be them up with you, that they are your partner instead.

[He slides a hand up slowly up Cid’s side.]

And if it's still hard, imagine that your dance partner is someone you would want to touch that way. [Clive pauses, thinking.] Or be touched by that way.
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[personal profile] thelightshines 2025-06-29 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[There's some weight being put against Sonic when he catches him. As soon as he says something though, he frowns, realizing what's happening. Gritting his teeth, he moves to get his bearings, stand on his own without Sonic's help.]

Fine. [He can't hide how heavily he breaths, how blood still drips from his left arm. He hates all the noise erupting in the arena. But he is alive. They cleared the gauntlet and given plenty of points to practically get the best prize from this place if they wanted to. That's all that matters.]

What about yourself? [Something...didn't feel right while they were in the "water". How the other behaved while he was trying to right themselves. He's aware of this, but he's too exhausted to do more than focus on standing and not pass out.]
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[personal profile] herofhopeless 2025-06-29 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[If asked, Clive would have a list prepared: Jill, Otto, Gav, Mid, and Uncle Byron, just to name a few. But really, Clive knows better. He could give Dion a list that was longer than the entire content of Valisthea and he still wouldn't believe. Not after what Clive has seen. Does that mean Clive is going to give up? Absolutely not.]

I just do what I think is the right thing to do. There isn't anything special about that.

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[personal profile] bluejustice 2025-06-29 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeaah. That doesn't sound convincing at all. He wants to help, but he also knows you can't really force these things. He considers playing the tough card too, but figures that they won't get anywhere unless at least one of them is sincere.] I feel like I've been through the wringer, quite literally. I don't think there's a single muscle in my body that doesn't hurt, and I feel two seconds away from crashing. But yeah, other than that? Just peachy.
spr_mainchara: (* Check)

pewish 😌

[personal profile] spr_mainchara 2025-06-29 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
'M not.

[A pause.]

Think I saw a skeeball, though.
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[personal profile] oblige 2025-06-29 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Why would I expend the time on a game if it served no purpose?

[ Dion had dutifully gone to battle for the sake of his country, his people, his men. Not for sport. Each time Odin had menaced his soldiers, he knew full well it was to drag him out to entertain him.

He knew that was all he provided, that Odin saw him as no equal, yet there was no choice in the matter. Dion can only assume the same is true of Sleipnir. ]


I am here to do what is required, not for diversion.

[ He may be a prince, but he has lived much of his life as a soldier. ]
spr_mainchara: (* Snack)

[personal profile] spr_mainchara 2025-06-29 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
'F they're mean, I c'n calm 'em down.

[Sure, maybe some of the animals are a bit...bigger, especially the ones in that arena place, but Frisk has faced worse before. They smile and reach for Noelle's hand, though they treat it less like a handshake and more a 'the small child will now be leading the teen around' sort of way. She doesn't seem to realize what the real danger is...but that's why Frisk is here. It'll be fine.]

'M Frisk. Nice t' meet you, Noelle!

[* Noelle...]
[* Despite not knowing her, the name feels familiar.]

[...does it?]
spr_mainchara: (* Stare)

[personal profile] spr_mainchara 2025-06-29 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully Frisk isn't interested in flopping onto the floor again, so he doesn't have much to worry about there. Once they're set down, they look back up at him and shake their head.]

Didn' wanna quit. I tripped.
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[personal profile] oblige 2025-06-29 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Yet few go so far.

[ Thus, by definition, it is unique. It is more than a great many people in their world are willing to do for near or total strangers. Dion had enough time to observe all Clive had done for others and what it meant to them, despite never accompanying him on his many trips to aid others. ]

You aid those whom others will not, and for that they know they can rely on you, even— [ He halts his own thought, for Clive does not yet know he travels to someplace in Ash simply to retrieve a flower for him at Harpocrates' request. Simply to help another bestow an undeserved kindness upon him. He does not know, but Dion does. ] even those unworthy of such efforts.

[ Subtle. ]
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[personal profile] fromfire 2025-06-29 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
I think that depends on how well you spoon with me.

[ Certainly, he does appreciate being dry and have something cozy on. The additional service of being walked to the bed is appreciated. Enough so that he slides in without complaint.

He lightly points to the empty space next to him, but is aware he may be asleep by the time Clive joins him, still! ]


Little spoon.

[ He says yet again as his words become a little more slurred and audibly exhausted. ]
thelightshines: (Can I handle the seasons)

[personal profile] thelightshines 2025-06-29 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
... [Yea. That's how he feels too. He knows he's worse off than the blue hedgehog, but he'll get through it like he always does. Knowing Sonic is all right is more...

Virtual bouquet of flowers start fall onto the arena. Shadow glances to other other hedgehog. His posture straightening as he slowly extend the hand from his uninjured arm to them.]


Let's just get out of here. [They'll figure things out once they're somewhere less mind numbing.]
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[personal profile] reincarnesiac 2025-06-29 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, the unicorn? ( She looks at the unicorn and grins. ) Yeah, you're right. That one's way better for you.

( Not that she thinks an overwhelming amount of yellow is a bad thing. He'd be like a giant... chick? Alex tries to decide what that'd really look like, then gives up. No mental images of Thor-the-chick for her.

His introduction merits a bow of her head and a:
)

Nope, sorry. ( Nordic mythology isn't part of her wheelhouse... Lemurian is only very recently recalled. There's no additional return flourish when she offers her own introduction. ) But it's lovely to meet you. I'm Alexandra Won, though I usually go by Alex.
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[personal profile] reincarnesiac 2025-06-29 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
... I... think it's to prove our home world is worth saving?

( One Person has told her this. All the bots just said it's what needed to be done. )

Except it sounds like a reality television show without audience feedback.