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TDM #10


Whether it be sleep or death, you feel your eyes close, and as your body begins to let go, you see a barn owl that is flying through the darkness, soon sweeping you across the clouded sky. You feel yourself mouth the words, “I wish, I wish..” and utter your deepest and darkest desire.
When you regain consciousness, you’ll find you are in an unfamiliar place with no recognition of how you arrived here. You have the clothes on your back, but nothing else. No weapons and if you had a particular superpower, you’ll notice it is missing. All you have is a satchel with a piece of bread, a vial of water, and a potion. The potion could be red, blue or golden. There are no instructions about these potions other than two words: Drink Me.
Will you drink it or not?
There is a parchment, handwritten in scrawling, jagged lettering that seems a bit... ominous:
You’re in a garden, surrounded by flowers and plants– most of which you cannot identify. However, there are a few that you can make out: Sunflowers and Hibiscus. You’ll soon find out that being around the Sunflower makes it difficult to pass through the already disorienting garden, even with the light guiding you. Where patches of them grow, even if only waist-high, you cannot pass through them, over them, or even destroy them to get them out of your way. In each grouping that blocks your path, there is one that has a key-shaped opening in the middle of the flower. Maybe the key is nearby? (Spoiler: it's probably under a rock nearby that you forgot to check!) The hibiscus offers an entirely different effect - inhaling the pollen grants you the temporary ability to shoot fireballs out of your hands. But be careful, those fireballs are difficult to control and seem to bounce in random directions no matter how hard you try to aim (cannot be used to destroy the sunflowers). The effect ends once you step out of the garden.

Somnius is once again recovering from a devastating blow. Buildings need to be restored to their former glory and the emotional turmoil of the previous weeks surely needs to be alleviated. What better way to lighten the mood than a little fun for the whole family? A new arcade has appeared in town, beckoning residents with its stone doors set wide open.
With multiple levels, a variety of games and even a snackbar, Appl3 Pi Arcade is sure to be a hit!
Of course, as with everything that ever happens in Somnius, the arcades appearance is not without some complications. For one, playing the games inside might see characters teleported into the machine itself, perfectly pixelated to fit the game they're in. Hope you weren't about to fight the final boss, because now you might be fighting for your life! The good news is, if you die in the game... you don't die in real life and are just popped back out into the arcade again.
Strange things happen outside the arcade too. Walking down the road you might suddenly see a healthbar pop up above someone's head. Are you supposed to fight them? Are they going to fight you? Best to be cautious and reach for any trusty weapons you have just in case. Weapons that have become pixelated and can be pulled seemingly out of nowhere like some kind of hammerspace. They are also prone to breaking and shattering into glimmering pixel pieces (your normal weapons are still intact, don't worry).
Boxes and pots around Somnius are somehow more breakable than usual, smashed open with a single swing of those pixel weapons and producing gold coins! What a shame gold coins aren't the currency here. But if you don't want to destroy more things around Somnius, why not try fishing instead? That seems safe - if not suddenly more difficult with the fishing minigame that popped up in front of you. Quick! Keep the fish icon in the green bar or you'll lose it!
All things considered? It's all relatively harmless fun up until-

Vaeros wakes up. For those new to town, this means nothing. For those that were here for the castle raid? They can rest assured that they're in for a surprise. The Overlord of Visium has finally awoken from his Hyalily induced coma and he is furious. A shout echoes from the castle:
A wave of magical energy sweeps through the town, shaking it to the very core. Miraculously, the destroyed buildings and any remnants of the forest onslaught are gone and returned to their usual state. Perhaps Vaeros shouting was just another tantrum, an empty threat?
Not quite.
The town has been restored, but the locals? They are nowhere to be seen - cowering in their homes and fleeing to the sanctity of the Church of the Moon in hopes of staying out of sight of Vaeros and Dreamers both. The once tame video game effects are now far more intense - monsters from within those games are now rampaging through the town. They seem to shift through buildings, but if they run face first into a Dreamer, they will find them very corporeal and very deadly.
Not only that, but the lines are starting to blur between reality and fiction again, the healthbar above your head flickering in and out, the monsters turning from pixel beasts to real, live animals that roam Somnius - both feral and not. One second you are walking through town, and the next you are stepping onto a platform that starts to break under your weight, demanding you jump to the next platform before you plummet into an odd, multicolored abyss.
And strangest of all is that music coming from the labyrinth, growing louder when you approach and fading out when you move away.
Welcome to the labyrinthum TDM! Characters will arrive depowered and with only their clothing, and will be given a satchel with a crystal pendant, a communication device, some water and bread and a magic potion. If they drink the potion, they will manifest an elemental, healing or animal transformation ability.
With the exception of Castle Vaeros, characters are free to go as they please, so feel free to place them in any of the locations available on the map. Yes, this includes the Labyrinth - though characters will not be able to clear the maze.
You can find more information about the game here. Any questions regarding the TDM can go under the comment below.
Liu Qingge | SVSSS | New Player
Wishes, Magic and the like, whilst not impossible were definitely not something that were quite so similar here than from where Qingge was from.
In fact, there were a lot of differences that could be derived from that statement alone.
Qingge knew however, that it was unlikely that whatever wish he uttered before he came to consciousness would come true.
Feeling around in the satchel that was slung around his waist, Qingge takes out a container that holds a potion...What kind of joke was this?
It didn't seem like tea. It didn't seem like water, and it didn't look like alcohol of any kind but a mysterious liquid without a name, labelled with an order to be drank.
But could he be sure it was safe? What if it were poison?
The air around him smells floral, something he has had the joys of smelling often...But with a different scent to it.
He can't quite recognise anything here, so a look of confusion and slight frustration takes over his expression.
He must look silly, idly standing there within a garden, holding a vial with an unknown liquid and appearing like it had offended him from existing...
2. Take this.
It had only just occurred to Qingge that he didn't quite know what all of these things were, never mind trust them, because they simply hadn't existed within his time, but perhaps he couldn't quite help himself when he saw the little CO-OP street-fighter like game on one of the levels, and let his curiosity get the best of himself.
The mechanics for what he knew were simple, you press a few of those...Smooth buttony things, and the character would do movements, however the last thing he expected was to be teleported into the machine itself!
It was like they had taken everything from him, replaced it, and shoved him into a new world! It was like several phases of whiplash had crawled over him.
Before him, stood another 'player', Qingge wasn't as good at fighting with his fists than he was with a sword -- Which he didn't have nevermind that, or Qi, but he certainly knew what he had to do. He also didn't know what the outcome would be if he failed, the unknown, like that, was incredibly scary...But this would also definitely be somewhat entertaining.
It gave him a chance to finally test his skills.
3. Have at you.
Qingge doesn't quite know how long he has been running.
One minute, everything was fine, the next minute his mind was screaming at him to go, lest he plummet into a multicoloured abyss and fall to his doom.
His jumps are calculated, but he only does so at the last minute as he finds his ankles ache more the more that he goes.
Well, this is terrifying.
Much more than a lot of things surprisingly, like the live animals roaming this place.
Just as he's about to take another jump, Qingge misses as his ankle catches on the edge of the platform and almost misses, he grabs onto the edge and clings on for dear life, trying to pull himself up.
4. Wildcard.
Throw anything you like at him!
Have at you
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Just before he's about to slip down, Qingge notices a man standing before him and looks up towards him-- Well, at least someone has some use here. He wonders if anyone else would have let him fall.
Feeling hands on his shoulders, Qingge finally manages to haul himself onto the platform just before it's about to crumble, standing up on his feet and moving towards the next platform, Holding an arm out for Finnick.
It's the least he can do, even if he isn't happy about this in the first place.
"What is this?" He suddenly asks, yet it's more of a demand than a question.
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"Fuck! I dunno, but we gotta keep moving."
This next platform has already started cracking, and the gaps between them are only getting bigger. Finnick sprints at full speed, still hanging on to Qingge's hand.
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Like the abyss.
Qingge doesn't even want to think about the fact that he's being held on for dear life, because it doesn't really matter right now, instead, he follows after Finnick, sprinting quickly as he makes attempts to leap across the platform whilst the two pull another along as if they've been tied together.
"They keep cracking--And these jumps...Are annoying-" He blurts out.
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But as his eyes trace forward to the lack of gap, further ahead, he sees something.
A mutt. A genetically mutated wolf with a human face. Thankfully, he doesn't recognize the face, but he does recognize this kind of monster.
"Oh, fuck..."
Their weapons of choice seem to descend from the sky in pixelated form. A trident for Finnick, and whatever Qingge usually uses.
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What looks like a wolf with a human face stands before them, Qingge almost feels his skin crawl.
"What's that doing here? Do they expect us to fight it?" He asks, bitterly as a slender looking sword falls into his hand, it has a slightly different design to most.
Qingge doesn't even know what the weapon that Finnick is holding is...But he doesn't question it.
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"Seems that way." And if there was any doubt left, the beast comes charging toward them, snarling viciously.
Finnick jumps to the side as it gets near, then swipes at it with the trident, slashing its thick skin but not making much of a dent. He tries to stab it in the ribs, but his prosthetic arm is still new to him and he's not precise or powerful with it yet. As he stabs in, the beast snaps its head around and bites at Finnick's arm, and he's too slow to pull away.
cw; gore, flesh
As the beast launches itself at them, Qingge moves to the opposite side as though in an attempt to try and distract it, but fails.
He watches as Finnick stabs it in the ribs somewhat sloppily, then get's bitten on the arm-- A prosthetic.- And a sturdy looking one at that.
Qingge leaps forwards, instead seeing this as an opportunity and goes to stab the sword into the Beast's jaw, attempting to slice through the flesh of it's gums. Blood begins to drip onto the sword, but the beast starts to clench it's jaw down onto the sword, a small piece snapping off of it and cutting razor sharp against it's gums.
He jumps back not long after.
"--If you need to let it have the arm, do it." He says. "You can't afford an infection right now."
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"Fuck! I need that back, so we have to kill this thing!"
He just got that fucking thing and it cost a fortune! This mutt better not damage it beyond repair...
There's no time to think about it though. The wolf shakes the prosthetic for a moment, then realizes it's not made of meat and not attached to anything made of meat, and drops it, coming toward Qingge now.
Thankfully, Finnick's almost better at wielding a trident one-handed than with one real and one fake hand. Speed and dexterity are his strengths, making lots of smaller slashes in the wolf as it turns away from him slightly. He focuses on just aiming for weak points, and gets a good stab in its eye just as it's about to bite at Qingge, which throws it off for a moment.
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Qingge didn't grimace much as the beast pulled the prosthetic arm off of him, when you'd seen a lot of infections and the like, there wasn't much that could make you grimace.
Medicine was generally made up of herbs and Qi...So you had to be particularly careful.
An irritated expression fell on Qingge's face at his exclamations, if he didn't want it to get bitten off, he shouldn't have made it so easy!
It seemed like most people here weren't really...Adept or familiar with beasts though with the way they were running.
As the beast eyed him all of the sudden after Qingge pulled away, he would clench his palm around the blade as he readied it in front of himself, he goes to raise it as it snaps it's teeth at him, furrowing his brows.
However, Finnick manages to stab it before he can, he turns to look at him, stiffening.
"Well, you've just made it half blind." He said, appearing a bit disgruntled. "Aim for it's internals whilst it's distracted-"
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Why's this dude pissed at him? He just prevented the wolf from biting him and created an opening for Qingge to strike! It's good if the beast is blind!
"You get its throat!"
Finnick moves back to the beast's side since apparently he's not helping up front, and stabs it beneath the ribcage in the softer area of its belly, which prompts a groan from the wolf. Though pixelated, he's thankful this trident is sharp somehow.
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Like a sibling fawning over a younger sibling, but he's pretty sure Finnick just may be older than him.
Or maybe the same age...Who knows how people age here?
As the beast is blinded, Qingge goes silent but nods out of the corner of Finnick's eye, brandishing his sword as he then launches it at the beast's throat.
With all the blood splattering, of course.
The sword doesn't look as sharp as it is- But it really is just as sharp as the ones from where he comes from.
"---We need to stab it's heart." He shoots towards Finnick. It's an easier way to kill it.
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A meter. One that goes down as Qingge stabs the mutt.
A health meter...?
It's now almost empty.
Finnick turns the trident around so it only has one point- easier to get through ribs that way, and stabs it straight into the monster's chest. The health bar depletes and breaks. The mutt falls to the ground, then flickers, then disappears. Their weapons also dissolve into the air.
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It's physical state, is already depleting in fact.
As Finnick goes to stab the trident in the monster's chest and the monster drops to the ground, it's health bar depleting and breaking, Qingge finally realizes that it's time to step back.
Within seconds, his sword is gone.
He clicks his tongue. "...They won't even let us keep them? What use is that." He mumbled bitterly.
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He goes over to where his prosthetic lies on the ground, picks it up and examines it for damage. There's a few scratches, but it doesn't seem too bad. He puts it back on, testing out the movement, which seems to be fine.
"Are you hurt at all?" He asks Qingge.
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Qingge looks over himself, brushing himself down. Apart from a few scratches, he's generally fine, so he shakes his head.
"Not really." Not that he'd say anything if he was. "Are you?"
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"Yeah, it's a bit freaky. I'm used to simulations and stuff, but if you're new to it, it's a lot to take in."
Finnick looks over himself too, flexes his prosthetic arm again. There's blood on the both of them, but thankfully it isn't theirs.
"I think I'm all good. Glad it didn't bust the arm."
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Qingge hops from one foot to the other, keeping his arms behind his back.
"For once, I'm actually hoping this is a dream instead of reality. But it seems unlikely."
He grumbled, resting a finger to his forehead. "I've never seen a person with a fake arm before.
--All we ever see is people without limbs."
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He feels lucky to have it.
cw; slight gore
"It --Looks like something that would have been very helpful where I come from." He said.
Especially after it was said the Palace Master went limbless practically.
"Is it heavy?"
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Arrival
"It's your choice whether you drink or not. Are you accustomed to magic?" he makes sure his hands are within clear view, "If not, the experience can be strange, though no one has reported being in pain."
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...From his speech alone, and his appearance, he almost reminds him of Shen Qingqiu-- He alone is a familiar and comforting memory...Until he remembers that he's forgotten all about his Sect again no doubt.
His expression softens for only a second before stiffening, he should still be weary. He doesn't know who this is, and for all that he knows this man could have ill intentions.
"Some of it." He says, albeit bluntly with a half shake of the head, before stopping. It must not be poisoned, but better safe than sorry. "Did you try it?" He asks, as though to confirm his suspicions. "--It doesn't look--Normal. What is it?" Or like anything he's drank before.
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His smile remains even as he sees the other man's expression shift. Xie Lian is accustomed to insults, so the blunt tone doesn't bother him. He only presumes, upon hearing it, that Liu Qingge is unsettled.
"I did." he holds out his hand, calling forth a flame, "I drank the red potion and it gave me an elemental power."
The flame dances merrily until he closes his fingers around it, snuffing it out.
"Magic - as I said. I believe the gold potion will give you an animal form. A secondary form." he corrects himself, "And the blue offers you healing abilities."
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They're also...Rather freaky sometimes.
He sceptically watches as Xie Lian lights a flame from his hand, it's not some kind of elemental Qi or some kind of Demonic Power--But something much different it seems. It almost confuses him, because he can't imagine how such a thing can exist...
Liu Qingge wasn't very good medically, no, that was on someone else's behalf, but he does relax a little bit at the conformation that Xie Lian himself has drank the potion. If it were poison, at least they would know when people started dropping dead...As dark as it sounded.
He could probably set this entire garden alight with it...
His hands are stiff but remain by his sides, he nods in conformation. "If it's beneficial in any way, I think I'll have to drink it." He said, almost seeming a bit bitter at the thought.
He reluctantly lifts up the red potion himself, but if he can't heal his own wounds...Would that be any good.
With a sigh, he shakes his head. "I'll decide later." He finally comes to the conclusion. "You. How long have you been here? And what's your name?" He questions, almost curious.