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WORLD ONE: AIMINTAS

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... Some of you might open your eyes to find yourself wandering around a sandy area, outside of a large stone house. There's a large glimmering caravan floating around outside, which might intrigue you. There's also a lot of supplies, food, clothing...all just laying around outside. It's worth investigating, right?
- A1: Once your character touches the caravan, they can't remove their appendage from it. Kick it? Their foot is stuck. Touch it? Their hand is stuck. Lick it? Their tongue is stuck. They'll remain like this for 15 minutes without magical intervention. - A2: Your character's hand doesn't stay for long, but the caravan holds onto that hand for five seconds while giving your character a pretty excruciating burn. Medic! B ▢ Maybe they're smart and they don't touch the caravan. Let's go through all of this cool stuff on the ground! It might be sort of obvious that it belongs to someone -- a lot of someone's -- but your character is thirsty, confused...maybe there's some water or answers in this pile. And maybe there's also someone who catches your character going through their shit. |

Other new potential coven members will find themselves in a completely different part of town. These lucky individuals will have suddenly appeared in the marketplace area of Aimintas, surrounded by walking lizard beings that suddenly turn and take an immediate interest in this stranger.
On the other hand, you might learn something interesting talking to them. A friend might join in either way! D ▢ Once you break free of the Palai, you'll find that this marketplace is pretty interesting. It's a mixture of primitive and semi-modern technology...or is it totally unfamiliar to you? Never seen a cellphone before? Unfamiliar with the concept of women wearing pants? There's certainly something to see that'll interest your character here. E ▢ Finally, you might be hungry and thirsty after suddenly appearing. The Palai are masters of making food, including a new concoction of theirs that they're trying out in honor of all the new people. It's a sort of bottled fruit juice that has been energized by the Eltos. It's essentially the first Aimintas Red Bull, except on acid. The drink immediately makes anyone who drinks it extremely giddy, hyper and they may potentially hallucinate. It doesn't seem to bother the Palai's biology, but everyone else...oops! |

The setting found in Aimintas is pretty expansive, so you have a lot of room to wander around. Here are a few things that might catch your eye if you're really committed to wandering around.
G ▢ The Palai have constructed a large library in the middle of town. If you wander in here, you'll find a myriad of books in a strange language. The Palai are a rather visual people, though, so many include pictures and illustrations. They also have a collection of computers here that connect to the Aimintas internet, as well as visual media stations that can play videos -- though they're really just powered tablets that play video files. Time to get a little taste of the Palai culture. H ▢ Wildcard prompt. Go nuts and utilize your own creativity within the setting. This can mean striking out on your own or utilizing a certain location in a different way. The world is your oyster! |
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[He hopes so. He's been reading the Urban Dictionary and attempting to understand memes. It's been hard.]
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[Poor baby. It's about to get a hell of a lot harder.]
That was the Holy Grail War. In a way you're close; some of the participants certainly didn't realize it wasn't some hyped-up VR game until it was too late. But, the consequences were as costly as the prize: one, all powerful wish from the Holy Grail. The 'Grail' of my world was something called the Moon Cell, which also served as the battlefield: a highly advanced spiritron magical... supercomputer, I suppose. It's been recording the earth for something like four and a half billion years. At first, a thousand Masters--humans called 'Wzards' who were basically magical hackers--submitted their souls to the Moon Cell for the preliminary round. The 128 who survived gained the right to become Masters and summon Servants from Heroic Spirits recorded by the Grail.
From there, every week Masters gathered information on each other and eventually faced down their assigned opponent in a one-on-one fight. The winner moved on to the next round and the loser was erased. I... among other things, I am the last surviving Master of that War. Though technically, I was never supposed to be.
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Because you're an NPC?
[It was the only keyword she hasn't used yet.]
I must confess that I have no idea what NPC means. I just hear my colleagues say it sometimes.
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[Nice cognitive hustle, Han.]
In those Preliminaries I mentioned, every human person who entered had their memories tampered with. We all thought we were students in a normal school; those who could figure out something was wrong and managed to summon a Servant in time got to survive and enter the main event. After the Preliminaries, we were all supposed to get our memories back. ...I didn't. Because I wasn't a 'human'. So yes, I was an NPC. To define that... Well, in those Preliminaries and beyond, the Moon Cell used data it had recorded over the course of human history to generate artificially intelligent NPCs in order to fill up the school with 'normal' students, and then used them as aides and arbiters during the main event.
Both the Moon Cell and I made a mistake in thinking I was a legitimate Master at first. It mislabeled me as a human, because the one I was based on was technically alive, in a thirty year stasis. But, that was because she had a terminal illness that destroyed her memories. So naturally, I wouldn't have any memories either. Though... it took me a while to figure that part out.
[If Luciel ever does show up, Jumin will have QUITE a few things of note to pass on.]
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Defying expectations is inherent in humanity. Perhaps you and the Moon Cell weren't completely wrong.
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I assume you can use magic as well?
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[She nods.]
Wizards have magical circuitry within their bodies, which enable them to use 'Code Casts'. You can think of those as spells, basically. Most of them are support-based, to heal or enhance our Servants or selves.
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[To kill. The details haven't sunken in yet; he's still trying to wrap his head around the entire concept of this "war". War is bloodshed, and she's but a child.]
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War is cruel by nature.
[But to praise or berate her would do neither of them any favors. War doesn't take sides, only what it can. At least that's what Rika used to tell him.]
People are cruel, too. But I think it's a condition that's taught, and you are far from it.
[If he had any other thoughts on the matter, it wasn't his place to say. He simply adjusts his cuffs and moves on.]
Why don't we put those noncombative skills to work? I'm currently gathering information about this world and the coven, but navigating these crowds alone has proven... difficult. Perhaps I can help you find your Servant as well.
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[It had taken her weeks to properly understand how other people could willingly enter into that conflict, could put everything on the line of their own free will, when she was desperate just to live. And then the Far Side had introduced her to different facets of desire lust and love and selfishness all muddled together and twisted.
It isn't easy being Hakuno Kishinami.]
And... thank you. If nothing else, I do have a knack for mapping out unfamiliar territory; most of the week approaching those fights was spent trawling through elaborate mazes for clues and artificial enemies to practice on.
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[ MUST... RESIST... URGE... TO MAKE DAD JOKES...! ]
A-maze-ing.
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Did he just...?
Uh, is, is she supposed to laugh...? What to do, what to do...
She blurts out the first thing to cross her mind.]
A... Ariadne you being a little silly?
[Shit. Was that too obscure? Not everyone is a myth and history nerd, Hakuno.]
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Oh my god. Don't make an ugly sound, Jumin Han. DON'T BE A FOOL. ]
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[ His lips quirk ever so slightly. Add it to the matrix, Hakuno. ]
Right. We Minos as well get to the matter at hand.
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Absolutely. These Cretetures seem pretty interesting, after all.
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... Pfft.
[ well that wasn't so bad ]
Lead the way, Theseus.
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[ He doesn't know what to do with a sudden love interest. Hm. ]
Well, I wouldn't style myself a Greek hero. For one, I wouldn't abandon a woman with a sense of humor.
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Ah, yes. I almost forgot. [ He extends his hand. ] I'm Jumin Han. It's a pleasure to meet you, Hakuno.
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[She shakes his hand, the motion gentle and without hesitation, even though she's never really had an occasion to use it before.]
So, what is it you do back home? Since... I've sort of already given you an abridged life story.
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I'm an executive director and the heir of C&R International. We have businesses in several industries, such as food, technology, household appliances, and apparel.
[ What else can he say? Jumin is secretive by nature, talking about the RFA is out of the question, and while he is often so self-assured to the point of arrogance, there isn't anything in his life that could match up to Hakuno's story. ]
I finished my studies overseas before working for my family's company, where I climbed to my position by my own efforts. My father's romantic affairs constantly threaten the company's stocks. I live alone with my cat. She is beautiful.
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[Not that breed is any indicator of attractiveness, but it will help her mental image.]
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[She doesn't have to say yes. He's already on his phone, searching his files for a suitable picture to show Hakuno.
Yes, perfect.]
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