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( TDM #8 )

You blink and that's all it takes. At first, the picture doesn't come in clear, like you're waiting for a screen to fully load -- more aptly, it's like you're waiting for a camera to focus so you can find image clarity. Before you happened to rapidly close your eyes and open them, your life was normal...well, normal for you, anyway. Fighting an alien, making a quesadilla, dying. And then that blurry picture suddenly takes over. There's a lot to take in here -- you feel weird, your surroundings are weird. Everything is just weird. For starters, there's that new piece of jewelry inserted in the space above your chest. That certainly wasn't there before you opened your eyes.
B ▢ Other new arrivals aren't so lucky as to arrive in the warm embrace of an apartment's bed. It's currently raining in Shehui, and because of the current post-winter temperature, the rain is certainly cold. You're now in the middle of a busy street, out in the open -- no umbrella to your name. You have the opportunity to grab some shelter underneath an awning or run into a building. Or will someone take pity on you? Or are you not bothered by a sudden, frigid downpour? C ▢ Shehui is looking to celebrate an upcoming holiday -- Yeunai. Something of a bonding holiday that celebrates a variety of relationships, Shehui residents are really into this consumer, capitalist bonanza. On certain Shehui streets are mats that read the ID data of those that stand on them. Whether or not you'd like to take part in this little shindig, a nearby machine will random spit out some data about you and another person on the same long mat. (Need some guidance? Here's a love calculator!) That's a good ice-breaker, right? D ▢ Despite Shehui's distrust of magic, faux magic isn't a big deal. In fact, there's currently a showcase of street performers making money with their craft. Located around Shehui's famed tower, there's a lot of room for some real magic here. Want to take yours for a spin? It's easy enough to simply say you can't reveal your secrets when you're asked about a certain talent. E ▢ With how prominent cell phones are in Shehui, a lot of new and old arrivals have them by now -- you, newbie, might have already picked one up! Despite not having anyone on your contact list yet, you do seem to be getting quite a few messages...though they aren't going to your cell phone. Instead, they're being telepathically broadcast into your head, or even before your eyes! On the opposite end of the spectrum, it's very likely that you're transmitting your own accidental telepathic broadcast...but what are you saying, exactly? F ▢ Another fun activity -- Chips! is always open! Today they're hosting their regular games, but there's also a SongWars competition, including a huge stage and everything. While you may not know the words to these strange, alien pop songs, the crowd may turn in your favour if you put on a good show regardless. What do you win for besting your champion? A nice plastic trophy and a big Chocorrone. G ▢ For some people, the whole "kidnapped to another world with new magic and cell phones and shit" is actually...kind of a downer. For those of you who want to enjoy the evening and maybe meditate for a while, there are plenty of parks with benches that allow you to sit and think. You may not want company, but it may find you regardless... H ▢ Wildcard! How will your character react to this strange world? |
JACOPO = THE ANGRY GUY MICHEL = THE GUY WITH NO EARS
at this point, jacopo's throwing everything in sight — the pillows, the alarm clock on their nightstand, the literal drawers. ]
Hah! What do you think you are, the next coming of Christ!? I'll build an entire fucking chapel dedicated to you if that's what you're so desperate for, you goddamned—
[ suddenly, as jacopo lifts up a drawer with the intention of chucking it, a knock sounds on the door. ]
I don't mean to disrupt a lover's quarrel, but we've received complaints of your...
[ excuse him.
a what. ]
THE FRENCHMAN IS NOT MY LOVER! THEY CAN PUT A SOCK IN IT FOR ALL I CARE!
the only way to defet a troll is to become his friend
Ha. Haha, of course you would make that joke! Did you know I was literally crucified you insensitive sack of unpeeled potatoes? Of course you don't! You only care about how tormented you are and how to make yourself look good.
[ He nearly turns to scream at the door, but Jacopo beats him to the punch and since he's taken the role of screaming idiot it falls to Michel to be the adult.
He opens the door and smiles what is likely the most manic smile this young woman has ever seen and pats her shoulder. ]
Oh, don't worry. I was actually just leaving! -and as you heard, I'm not his lover. God forbid anyone actually be subjected to his presence for longer than five minutes!