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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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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
“Stay with me, follow the mission rules.”

Carver lowers his mug, more serious now.

“And you gotta play nice with the civies.”
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"But... How are we supposed to please God if we're not sacrificing people to Him?" Will God even love them anymore?
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
“God will understand. We’re taking the long view, little brother.”

He meets Bossie’s gaze, solemn.

“We gotta be smart. I found you again, we can find the others. And this is a good place, Bossie. We haven’t found better in years.”
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
The people here come back anyway, Carver said. So there would be no point stringing them up.

It just makes him worry what else is going to change.

"I will," he says, but with noticeable hesitation.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Carver leans back. Watching Bossie close.

“What’s the part you’re struggling with?”
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I just... I don't know how to please God. If we're not doing the work." He looks up at Carver. "I wish we could ask Mancea."
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
“I know,” Carver agrees softly. He misses Mancea’s clarity badly. The way the old man believed so sincerely and so completely that God spoke to him. “But I’ve got faith in our people. Can you try and have some faith in us, David?”
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," he says softly. He wishes badly that he could just lay his head against Carver's chest. But Pope would never allow it.

"I'll do whatever it takes to save our people." He'd do it just for the chance at it. "If that means making nice with the locals, I'll do it."
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 12:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know you will, little brother."

Carver takes another drink, then sets his mug aside with a sigh and returns to his food. It's important to eat. It's a ritual, in its way, and they need rituals to remember God and their brothers both. Even with all the looming questions that Carver's not quite brave enough to face head on.

"Eat," he adds, gently. "I'll be with you every step, okay?"
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't need any extra coaxing to return to the enchiladas. He groans, "Real fucking cheese." He swallows. "I could eat a whole brick of cheese, man. Me and Turner used to call that dinner in the old world."

He reaches out with his foot, shyly bumping it against Carver's boot. "You got me to watch your back while you sleep now."
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"You and Turner were practically feral," Carver drawls, praying that just talking about it isn't enough to get Bossie upset. Turner's death is still raw for Carver, on top of all the others, but those two were practically attached at the hip.

He huffs a little, giving Bossie a small smile. Hopeful, despite it all. "Okay. Deal. I...haven't been sleeping well lately."
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Grief clouds his expression for a moment but he eats and he drinks his mocha and he ignores it as best he can. Carver needs him steady.

"When's the last time you slept?" Not in a while, he's guessing.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, yeah. Carver winces, focusing on his food for a moment. "Got some last night."

Not much more than Bossie, though.

"Couple days ago, I guess. I lie down and I close my eyes, but I get restless."

He gets bad dreams.
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Me, too." Especially without Turner. "You know, when I was younger I could sleep anywhere. I liked to like, climb in cabinets and sleep behind the dish soap and whatever. Hide where my dad couldn't find me. Bootcamp killed that out of me."
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Somehow, that part about his dad isn't really a surprise. Carver's heard bits and pieces of that. Guessed at some of the rest. No one ends up in the Reapers if they had a good family to go back to.

Carver finishes his plate and sets it aside with a sigh. "It's easier sleeping in the storage closet," he admits. "I know where everything is. But I still get shitty dreams."
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-15 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess the days of good dreams are over for us, huh?" He says with a humorless smile. "Best we can do is a night with no dreams at all."
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-15 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Carver's smile is small. A little sad. "Leah told me you give things up the more responsibility you get. The burden of command."

Or maybe just survival.
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-16 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
He licks his lips. "Yeah? You think Pope has dreams like we do?"

Bossie can't picture that. Pope never seems bothered by anything.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-16 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Carver hesitates. "I don't know."

Pope always seemed so certain. So resolved. There was grief over the dead, the ones they lost over the years, but Pope never seemed to falter. Never seemed to linger like Carver and the others do.
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-16 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I think he sleeps easy," Bossie admits, and maybe that's slander. It implies Pope doesn't care.

He rubs absently at his chest, where he remembers a heavy boot holding him down.
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-16 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
And what do you say to that? What would Leah say? Carver waves, uneasy. In the end, he brushes it aside. "Bring me your dishes when you're done. We'll wash up."

It's too early in the day to sleep again. Maybe they'll do a round of the city. Go on patrol, then train. Something.
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-16 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll wash up," he says, taking a last sip of mocha. "You cooked, you should kick back, relax. Only fair."

He gathers the dishes. "What kind of weapons are we looking at in this world?"
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[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-06-16 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Carver sighs, but doesn't argue. It'll be easier to delegate chore with two of them, anyway. That's another positive. He leans back against the wall, watching Bossie. "Guns are harder to get. But you can request things from the AI if you've done enough work on the missions."

He pats the handgun at his side.

"Or steal them from missions. Not always an option, but it's good to be creative."
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[personal profile] nottheboss 2025-06-16 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"No ray guns?" He clucks his tongue, disappointed. He scrubs the dishes. "When's the next mission?"