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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 ⏴ 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. 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.
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! Please direct all questions to our mod queries comment! |
colosseum + wildcard
He watches the man inspect his prosthetic, noting how he carries himself with a weight that is anything but physical. A puzzle. A challenge. A curiosity. The man's fingers are twitching like he cannot believe something.
And he wants to know what that something is.]
Having trouble?
[He doesn't offer his help. But the gentle way his hands cross over his stomach suggest it's not because he's being impolite. The opposite in fact.]
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He looks up from flexing the fingers on his left hand, trying to ascertain the extent of the damage, to focus through the pain and exhaustion. ]
What?
[ The question registers after a moment, and he shakes his head, looks down at his hand again, slowly curling his fingers into a fist and shaking them back out again. ]
It was damaged. I'll need to, to repair it.
[ Merde, does he have his tools, does he have anything? He feels the weight of his pack on his back, but has no idea what might be in it.
He shakes his head again, like a dog trying to get rid of some annoying buzzing insect, and grimaces at himself, then looks back at the newcomer. ]
Sorry, you are...?
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[Medicine. Healing. Two welcome words for anyone, let alone a man struggling for air, his breathing hollow to the point he wonders if it rattles. He affects an affable tone that comes as naturally as breathing, if this man would forgive the pun.]
Though I doubt bandages and braces will be much use for that contraption of yours.
[Still, he looks beaten up bad.]
Not that I would be advising anyone to fight in your condition.
[Really. Do you have a death wish?]
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His chest works, a little too rapidly, trying to catch a breath that doesn't want to stay caught. ]
Maybe if I'm lucky, the next place I end up won't dump me directly into a fight, then.
What— what kind of doctor are you?
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I'm a psychiatrist. Disorders of the mind. What people believed were demons.
[Except he notices how panic is building, beating the man's heart, squeezing his throat. He gestures with a hand, indicating a willingness to help, seeking permission to touch.]
Do you mind?
[If accepted, he will guide the man towards a nearby bench, where he will have him crouch over his knees. From where he will guide him into breathing slowly.]
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I can imagine that's quite a sought-after skillset, here.
[ Psychiatry isn't a field he's terribly familiar with — and there aren't that many left in Lumière to practice the specialty — but it's not wholly alien to him. ]
I can't be the only one who's wondering what's real and what isn't. You must be very busy.
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No more than most. I don't like to impose myself.
[In short, he prefers people make the choice to come to him. It helps make them more compliant.]
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But it does help. Even before the man lifts his hand away, Gustave's shoulder is lifting and falling more slowly than before, his breaths coming more evenly. ]
Well, I'm glad you decided to impose a little today.
[ He looks over his shoulder and up at the other man, who looks as calm and collected as Gustave is grimy and exhausted. ]
What's your name? So I can thank you properly, once I'm back on my feet.
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[The first name is offered as an afterthought. There is more interest in assessing the state of the man's health. Bloodshot eyes. Hollow and rapid breathing. Deep, grievous wounds centered around an area deemed fatal, should punctures and shots hit the mark.
His calm demeanour comes after years of experience.]
Might I have your name?
[It helps when it comes to categorising individuals.]
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[ His voice is tired, but he lifts his right hand, gives a small wave, just a half-circle of spread fingers. ]
It's very nice to meet you. I'm Gustave.
[ He doesn't offer a surname, because no one in Lumière uses one. There haven't been enough people to need them for... a long time, now.
He follows the doctor's gaze, glances down over himself, then looks up with a wry huff of breath. ]
I know. I look like a mess, don't I?
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[Crane's tone is a lukewarm mixture of concern and humour. He doesn't offer a detailed response because the severity of this situation doesn't need one.]
But whatever happened, remember you're alive. Remember that.
[He will respect him more for picking himself up and carrying on.]