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▶ 004. TEST DRIVE & SIMULATION #4

TEST DRIVE & SIMULATION #4


CONTENT WARNINGS: forced partial nudity, dead bodies

▶ 001. ARRIVAL / CAFETERIA.

It happens in the blink of an eye -- a dash of time. You're taken from where you were. What you were doing.. it isn't important anymore, and slowly, you give up to desire your normal life. When you awake, figures are looking down on you from a surgical table.

"Yeah, this one will do; let's take them to the rest," That's all you see before losing consciousness again, only to wake up in a pod with many others.

"Your questions will be answered soon enough as I'm sure you will have many," a female, robotic voice says.

Just then, your pod opens in a dim corridor with many others. Your new life is about to begin... whether you like it or not.


The pods drain their stasis fluid which wakens each Outsider. When Outsiders emerge from their pod in only their undergarments which have been supplied to them and head to a locker room in the medical bay, to find a towel to dry off with, a set of gray loungewear to wear as LILITH makes the final decision in organizing the Outsider to their rightful teams. If a character has any accessibility needs, they will be found here. It's about then they will feel a sharp pain at the back of their eyes, almost like there’s a foreign body lodged on the inside of their head. This pain will subside quickly as their body adapts to the changes, but there will always be a sensation of something being not quite right. That their bodies have been changed forever. They would be correct in thinking that. In the pod, all Outsiders have been surgically fitted with ocular and brain implants that will enable them to communicate with LILITH and the rest of the crew, and feed them the information they require. Almost like a computer screen has been loaded into their brains, they will see a loading screen as the implant completes its download. A questionnaire will then pop up, waiting for their answer. A voice, robotic and feminine, will also read along in their brain for them.

█ █ █ LOADING COMPLETE … BEGIN ORIENTATION …


Name:
Username:
Civilian Identity:
Age:
Species:
Origin:

What is your fantasy?




The system will give Outsiders one chance to provide a truthful answer and choose their username and civilian identity. Should they refuse to cooperate, the implant will download the answer directly from their brain (and give them a username or civilian name against their will). This questionnaire will then be posted on the network for all to view and reply to. Almost like an ice-breaker, if you will. LILITH wants all their newest recruits to learn about each other!

Outsiders will receive a quick brief about their situation: They will be told that the year is 2278, and they have been taken to Neo Tokyo, one of the last bastions of mankind in a world terrorized by various Kaiju and monsters. Only a third of the population remains, and LILITH has gathered talented people from other dimensions here as a last ditch effort to save humanity. Outsiders are free to continue asking LILITH questions through their implant, but there’s no guarantee they will provide them with a straight answer …

Outsiders will also notice an implant in their dominant wrist. This implant has a barcode in it that will enable them to purchase goods from the local stores in Neo Tokyo. They will receive a starting balance of 10,000 KRYPTOS (about USD 66), which is barely enough for a few good meals, groceries and supplies. They can view their current balance through a hologram window projected by their ocular implant.

Once they leave the medical bay, they’ll be able to grab a quick meal in the cafeteria and mingle with the other Outsiders just waking up. Today’s menu is creamy crab onigiri & ginger salad, all packed neatly in a food ration tray.

That familiar, robotic voice is heard again:

"Greetings, my name is SYNTHIA and I will be taking care of you today while the rest of the crew is busy handling a recent issue. Worry not, my children. You are in safe hands."



▶ 002. CLEAN UP THE LAND OF DREAMS.

After nearly a month of investigation and monitoring everyone’s health, Tokyo Disney is finally cleared. Outsiders will be sent back to Tokyo Disneyland to resume their work. LILITH will order them to go collect the rotting remains of the Yamadenki and any bodies that were left behind from the battle.

When they return, they will find the park is still left in ruin from the battle and the air smells horrible. They will have to sift through the rubble for the remains of Yamadenki, rift mutated corpses, hybrids, and fallen scientists and mercenaries. It’s dirty work but someone has to do it. Luckily, LILITH has provided a sanitation suit that some Outsiders may remember. There are only a few in various colors, and those who reject the sanitation suit will be provided with gloves and encouraged to activate their plugsuit instead. After they’ve removed the bodies, they will be told to help clean up the park. The park has always been a popular place for teenagers to sneak off to and while they can keep the area closed off for the safety of the majority, there’s no way to keep out the most dedicated troublemakers. Some of the rides have some residual charge in their engines and can be ridden.. maybe test drive them for a spin? Nobody has to know you're doing it, right?

Furthermore, LILITH is interested in what remains of the secret labs. Most of the computer hardware and records have already been confiscated but considering how they’ve had almost a whole month to rest, they should be fit and ready to do some heavy lifting, surely. Most notably, LILITH will task the Outsiders with moving and transporting heavy machinery such as the electric generators, refrigerators, freezers, incubators, water distillers, and all sorts of fancy equipment. They will have to find a way to drag all of this out of the tunnels, up to the surface, and to the transport vehicles waiting to take them back to LILITH. If they look around, they may find a few golf carts in the tunnels but whether or not they have keys or even work is to be determined.

Observant Outsiders will spot some men in suits appraising the park and nodding their heads. Could there be plans for a revival of Tokyo Disneyland?


▶ 003. DATAPORTAL TESTING.

Following the clean up efforts at Disney, things begin to happen at LILITH. The engineering department gets to work and it isn’t long until they announce they’ve finally managed to get some of the dataportals running. It seems the Yamadenki remains had some special properties that they could use to stabilize and power the right technology. This is excellent news or LILITH and the administrators get to work communicating with other organizations around the world.

In the meantime, these dataportals need to be tested and Outsiders will be asked to volunteer. Should they agree, the engineers and technicians will explain that they’re going to try a short-distance test first. They still have access to their old base in Kyoto. It was abandoned years ago after a particularly devastating kaiju attack. While they were able to secure most items of importance in their evacuation, it wouldn’t hurt to go back and do another sweep for things that may have been left behind like medical supplies, tools, technology, and food/drink supplies.

Characters will be able to travel back and forth between Kyoto and Tokyo while they test the portals. There are some known effects of portal jumping but whether they start to take effect on the first jump or after a certain amount depends on the person. Symptoms include nausea, headaches, dizziness, and a loss of spatial awareness so they may get into people’s spaces, bump into things, miss targets, or get lost easily.


▶ 004. KYOTO & KAIJU.

Outsiders will be transported to the Old Kyoto Base with a small team of operatives. In terms of structure, the Kyoto Base looks similar to that of Neo Tokyo, with the remnants of a training ground, research labs and dormitories free to explore. Once upon a time, this base was filled with LILITH personnel. What had happened to them, along with all the other residents of Kyoto, is anyone’s guess.

With some work, they’ll be able to kickstart the emergency generators which will be enough to provide the power needed to search parts of the base. Characters can also leave the base and explore what remains of Kyoto. The streets are empty and the city has been abandoned since the attack. The Imperial Palace is still standing, albeit in decrepit conditions from years of neglect, and the once picturesque, historical streets now sit in ruin. Keep searching, and you will see the scars left behind from the attack - monstrous claw marks against a building wall, and forgotten human remains.

With the lack of human interference, Kyoto has become overrun with wild animals such as macaques, deer, foxes and tanuki. A herd of boar-like Kaiju have also taken their place at the top of the ecosystem. This Kaiju, the Yama-Kujira, is of special interest to LILITH.


█ █ █ MONSTER DEBRIEF SHEET
NAME: Yama-Kujira
HEIGHT: 10 meters (adult), 2 meters (infant)
WEIGHT: 200 kg (adult), 60kg (infant)
CLASS: Piglets are harmless, Adults are a moderate threat
LOCATION: Kyoto, Japan
ABILITIES: The adult Yama-Kujira compensate for their terrible eyesight with a vicious attitude. They will charge at everything and everyone at the slightest disturbance, be it the sound of footsteps or even a bird flapping its wings. They have a keen sense of smell and hearing, and sharp tusks that they use to maul their prey. Fiercely territorial, especially near to their nests. Hates loud noises and the colour red. In groups, they have the ability to cause a minor earthquake by stomping into the ground. The Yama-Kujira piglets, on the other hand, are blind, harmless, docile and do not have tusks. May charge ineffectively to practice their skills and are strong enough to knock a person over. They enjoy fruit, nuts and milk.
WEAKNESS: They are virtually blind and rely on their smell/hearing, so taking those senses out will disorientate them. Otherwise weak to being flipped over and has a soft underbelly. Getting their tusks trapped in something will temporarily immobilize them as well.
EXTRA NOTES: Eats primarily vegetation and local wildlife but the adults will kill anything that moves.

█ █ █ MISSION OBJECTIVE:
✖ Eliminate all adult Yama-Kujira within the area.
✖ Lure in and capture infants to surrender to LILITH.
✖ Bring back Yama-Kujira specimens, alive or dead.
✖ Scavenge for useful technology or supplies from around Kyoto and the Kyoto base.

█ █ █ ATTACHED PHOTO:


▶ 005. MAID DAY.

While Outsiders test out the portal technology and the engineers make adjustments to make traveling more stable, the administrators will announce they’ve touched base with other organizations around the world and have begun to process travel documents for everyone.

In the meantime, they will have to help do paperwork which includes repeatedly confirming details like their birthdays, hair color, age, blood types, and so on. They will have to fill out multiple forms again and again for administration, insurance, and passport reasons, as well as reasons that just don’t make sense. The paperwork is endless and it’s a lot to keep track of but everything is due on May 10th. To make matters worse, there is the longest line at the immigration office that does not seem to be moving at all. For some reason, paperwork submission needs to be done in person, even with all the advances in technology.

On the day of the deadline, something bizarre happens. Those with style upgrades should be familiar with LILITH’s state-of-the-art clothing-changing technology. On May 10th, nanobots will engulf some Outsiders and overwrite their clothing, forcing them into a maid outfit (or butler outfit, depending on player preference). Seok Dang’s back from his suspension (is that why he’s been so quiet and nobody has seen him around base?), and he was given the task to encourage all the Outsiders to finish their paperwork.

“I’m back, baby! Daddy’s hoooome!! Did you like the frills? Enjoying them? Everyone say ‘thank you Seokdang-oppaaaaa!’. The Captain says you gotta do your paperwork, and some lazy bastards haven’t turned theirs in yet. Unless you wanna be in that cute lacy skirt forever, let’s encourage everyone to do their homework, okay? Well, if you guys decide to just stay like this forever, I ain’t complaining. It’s pretty easy on the eyes. Next time, maybe I'll put you hot kittens in some tight leather. Who knows!”


Outsiders will find themselves dressed in maid costumes until everyone has completed their paperwork, so LILITH is heavily encouraging you to persuade your friends! Once everyone has submitted their paperwork, they’ll be able to uninstall the maid upgrade… but they can keep it as a gift! Those who would like to opt-out can simply have their clothing not be effected, and this prank works with those who have a style upgrade or are in their LILITH given attire (plugsuit or loungewear.)

▶ 006. AFTERWORD.

Welcome to our fourth TDM! All TDM threads are game canon; characters who don't app will be glitched out of this world. As TDM will act as the event, existing characters are heavily encouraged to participate. We encourage this format for top levels: CHARACTER | CANON | CURRENT / NEW CHARACTER. '

There are currently 16 available player slots. New players are welcome to use this TDM to get samples for when APPLICATIONS open.

None of the prompts suit your fancy? Feel free to check out our main base and locations page and make up your own prompts!

Use the code provided in the ARRIVAL prompt if you'd like to participate in the ice breaker and place it in your top level along with your other prompts. Anything such as civilian name or username can be marked as UNDECIDED if you're unsure of what you'd like your character to have for now. Though it says 'Orientation', existing characters can still participate in the ice-breaker.

Please note that all tags in this log will count for 2 reward points each and will count towards May AC.


TDM #4 BREAKDOWN/RECAP (CLICK TO EXPAND)
1. ARRIVAL PROMPT: Newcomers arrive with ocular and brain implants and told a breakdown of the premise with an icebreaker orientation to fill out. Their first cafeteria meal is crab onigiri & ginger salad. Newcomers are placed in gray loungewear while they are being sorted into teams.

2. TOKYO DISNEYLAND CLEAN UP: Outsiders are sent back to Tokyo Disney to gather resources from the Yamadenki attack. Outsiders may wear a sanitation suit or use gloves. Some rides have residual energy should anyone want to try and take them for a spin.

3. DATAPORTAL TESTING: Resources gained from the Yamadenki creature have supplied LILITH with enough energy to use the dataportal to teleport outsiders to a former base location in Kyoto. Using the dataportal may give Outsiders limited side effects.

4. KYOTO & KAIJU: In lieu of a Simulation in Seok Dang's absence, Outsiders who teleport to Kyoto will be given the task to fight and clear out the Yama-Kujira, a boar like creature.

5. MAID DAY: Outsiders must fill out repetitive paperwork, which foreshadows travel in the future, and threatening not to will result in a forced maid outfit, courtesy of Seok Dang and his return.


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ishmael / limbus company / current player

[personal profile] wheft 2024-05-01 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
dataportal testing
a. [ the only reason why ishmael signed up for this is because she wanted to get the dirt on how this particular technology of theirs worked. it's... probably not as bad as the warp technology they have in the City, but too bad she's being neurotic as hell as she stares down at the glimmering portal with much trepidation before turning to the next one in line. ]

Here, you go first. I'm going to need a minute.

[ a lot of minutes, actually. if she seems pale in the face for a moment there, no she isn't. ]

b. [ inevitably she will go through the portal at some point, whether by being coaxed into it or even being pushed into it so rudely. as expected, the short journey was rough as hell on her despite taking place in like a couple of seconds or so, and she emerges from the portal while clutching at her head as a wave of nausea hits her like a truck.

she should sit down, or something. she thinks she sees a bench a few feet away, so she's going to make the arduous walk over there -- but not without rudely bumping into anyone who happens to be in her way, or even stepping onto their foot by sheer accident. sorry, sorry, but maybe y'all shouldn't have been on the way in the first place :/ ]

maid day
a. [ unlike most outsiders who'd normally be bothered in a maid dress, ishmael doesn't normally mind. probably because the skirt of her dress is long enough to be able to provide some comfort in wearing it unlike the skintight plugsuits they have to wear every now and then.

it's probably uncommon for a maid like her to be already up at around four in the morning though, as she can be found in the common rooms with her eyes lit up, indicating that she's using the oculars. don't worry, ishmael would think that it's odd for the other person to be awake this early too. ]


Ready to go? [ go where? curiously enough, she is wearing a pair of sneakers - a weird fashion choice for a maid, but one will see in due time. ] I am not going to wait another day for my turn at the immigration office, and so should you. Let's go.

b. [ maid and butler cafes are still going strong in futuristic japan, it seems. while there are more butler cafes to choose from, the Swallowtail still boasts to have the best and most impeccable service around. lately, they have expanded their cast to include victorian maids in long skirts, and there has been some hubbub over there -- something about a maid with fiery orange hair and freckles making waves in the local cafe scene.

said freckled maid just so happens to be your server for today, and a glint of recognition comes and goes from ishmael's eyes as she retains her professional manner upon greeting you at the door with a curtsy of her long skirt. she is NOT breaking character for this, dammit. ]


Welcome home, master. Please, follow me.

wildcard
[ yall know what to do here. just lmk if you wanna do something else with ishy via dms!! ]
Edited 2024-05-01 01:57 (UTC)
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wriothesley | genshin impact | current character

[personal profile] frostfist 2024-05-01 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
1. DISNEYLAND
[ So here they are again, back at Krispy Kreme Tokyo Disneyland. At least this time there aren't any giant electric lizards to fight, only a metric ton of equipment that needs to be moved.....mostly by hand. No problem though! Turns out those nanobot injections, blindingly painful though they had been, come in handy during times like these. ]

A — [ If you're struggling, he's quick to step over, one hand outstretched. He's a little sweaty and grimy but there's a smile on his face. ]

Need a hand?

[ Teamwork makes the dream work! ]

B — [ Later, he can be found staring at one of the rides (it's the teacup ride, of course it's the fucking teacup ride), looking very intently at the ON switch glowing a very faint red. Seems like the power might be back on temporarily...? ]

Wonder if it'll actually start if I flip it on....

[ But he can be found staring at all the other rides during his break. Someone encourage him to go on a rollercoaster so his old man spine can crack. ]
2. (NOT) FUN WITH PORTALS
[ There is a man nearby who seems to be veering dangerously close to a telephone pole. He hasn't seemed to notice ye—oh no, there he goes, slamming right into that pole facefirst. There's a low grunt of pain, a raise of one hand to rub at his forehead, and then he's back on the road, trying to do his best to keep a straight line down the sidewalk.

Except, two minutes later, he's tripping over a poor dog crossing the sidewalk and swearing a little too loudly. Motherfucker.

Someone please save him from himself and give him a hand. ]
3. MAID THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU
[ Time and worlds may change, but apparently pointless bureaucracy and paperwork remain everlasting.

Which is to say: he's here at the immigration office, papers clutched in one hand and standing in a line he's pretty sure beats even the queue that winds out the front of the Palais Mermonia on the days both Neuvillette and Furina are in office. So much for progress and innovation changing lifestyles.

To make matters worse, he's outfitted in an exceedingly ill-suited (but well-fitted!) dress, trying to ignore the way the lace cuffs at his wrists scratch and itch. For a man in a skimpy dress, he sure seems okay with it...probably because this isn't the first time this has happened to him. ]


So....wanna bet on how long it'll take before we reach the front? I'm gonna guess at least three hours.

[ So sorry, but you're stuck in line with him now too. ]
4. WILDCARD
[ Sorry, I only know how to write stupid prompts. Feel free to throw something else at me or DM me to plan out something specific! ]
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Raidou Kuzunoha XIV | Devil Summoner | Current character

[personal profile] the_fourteenth 2024-05-01 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
▶ 001. CAFETERIA

[As with the last batch of new arrivals, Raidou is here to help. He'll search out any new faces among the crowd, those looking confused and lost as they wander the floor with a tray in hand.

A young man in dark clothes and a military-esque hat motion to you to take the seat across from him. His voice is soft and reassuring.]


Please, have a seat. I'm sure you have a lot of questions. I can't say I can answer them all, but I'll try my best.

▶ 002. KYOTO
[Raidou wishes he hadn't come. He'd always wanted to visit Kyoto, but seeing it like this is heart breaking. While helpful and vigilant as ever, Raidou is even quieter than normal when it comes to working on this mission.

After spending time with his fellow Outsiders rounding up supplies and shooing off various critters roaming the area, they stumble across a small nest of a few yama-kujira piglets alone, waiting for their mother to return. Any mention of collecting them up to take to LILITH gets a moment of hesitation from him, his expression defiant, ultimately shaking his head.]


No.

▶ 003. MAID DAY
[Guess who's on the list for not having turned in his paperwork! This very responsible boy hasn't taken care of it already? Shock of shocks! He has good reason for that, in his opinion, and Raidou refuses to leave his room while his style chip is on the fritz like this. He's mortified to be seen in this frilly, black and purple cat-themed getupby anyone.

You can knock on his door, but he'll talk to you through it. He doesn't want to open it.]


I'm not going out there.
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saber / fate/samurai remnant

[personal profile] shiroize 2024-05-01 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
1. arrival

    Yamato Takeru
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    Username: saber1234
    Civilian Identity: Ken Shiratori
    Age: ???
    Species: Heroic Spirit
    Origin: Earth

    What is your fantasy?

    I'd like to always have a bowl of rice! Oh, and if it has miso soup, it would be even better!


    [ to those that are seeing them in person, saber is... well, to put it shortly, absolutely dazzled by everything. for someone who had, at most, seen 17th century edo, this was like a whole different world...and apparently, that's exactly what it is! but they understand their mission well enough. kill monsters? sign them the fuck up!

    they can be found in the cafeteria, practically wolfing down their onigiri and salad. ]


    This is incredible! How do they get this texture...? [ they look over at you, amber eyes sparkling with energy. ] Hey, are you going to eat that?

2. kaiju hunting
    [ so the day has come to finally do a mission. thanks to their riding skill, hopping from tokyo to kyoto wasn't as difficult as it might have been for others (and if it was, then they would never admit it), but now that it's time to rumble, they're excited. they face down the unsuspecting lone yama-kujira with its piglet with a shine in their eyes not too dissimilar from a cat that has locked onto its prey.

    luring and capturing is far too complicated for saber...but eliminating the adult yama-kujira? leave that to them.

    with a wave of their hand, a sword appears in their hand. ]


    I imagine that the adult is its mother. I'll distract her and kill her. You can take the child. Do you understand?

    [ yes, they are saying that they're going to take on a 10 meter wild boar... because they know that they are strong. on the flip side, they cannot imagine that many people in this place are as strong as they are. so it's only natural for saber to take on more of the heavy lifting. ]

3. maid day!
    [ for something that's meant to be a prank, saber is... actually pretty okay with it? aside from the initial shock of seeing their clothes automatically changing, the outfit itself is actually... kind of cute!

    was this meant to be a prank? sure. but if there's something that saber's not going to do, it's let someone best them. if they want to put them in a maid costume, then they're going to flaunt it. ]


    Behold! They may have thought that this would deter me as some sort of joke, but it suits me rather well, I believe!

4. wildcard
    ( please let me know if there's anything that you would like to play with me! my plurk is [plurk.com profile] odasaku or you could DM me. i'm pretty flexible! )
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odette stewart ( vampire: the masquerade, ttrpg oc ) new!

[personal profile] diabatties 2024-05-01 02:48 am (UTC)(link)

Odette Stewart
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Username: 🌹 rosebud
Civilian Identity: Clara Fairfax
Age: 20
Species: Vampire
Origin: London, UK (Earth)

What is your fantasy?

I'm going to send Val to the sunken place!!


⚠️ clean up
( Perhaps it was a silly complaint, but even in a hazardous area, Odette cannot be swayed to put on the sanitation suit. It's ugly, she thinks. She would not be caught dead seen wearing it. As such, she's opted to wear the form fitting plug suit, her long pink hair pulled back into a neat bun, and wearing a pair of thick gloves. Despite this, she's fairly diligent in her work: sifting through the rotting bodies and debris oddly unperturbed. Prior experience, perhaps?

As Odette chucks a stray limb into her waste bag, she has to push the thought back in her mind that, if Laci were here, they'd be having a field day. )


Man, I'd kill for some boba.

( She's doing her best not to dwell too hard on all this... )

🐗 kyoto & kaiju
( A part of her cannot but help but feel as though this was a bad omen. But then, this wouldn't be her first time coming to blows with a pack of feral hogs (South Texas, you're still on notice.) Her ability in potence, at least, has improved since. And boy, does she have a score to settle. )

Stand back. This might get messy.

( Is she just... charging at Yama-Kujira? And taking a hold of its tusks? Yeah, this is happening right now. )

💖 maid day
( For once, Odette appears to be in her element. She dons a frilly, crisp, pink uniform as she stands in line at the office, more than happy to make small talk with whomever is unfortunate to be standing beside her, as she pours over the papers attached to her clipboard. )

Ah, you wanna go over these together?

🃏 wildcard
( Hit me with what you've got, man. I'm flexible! )
Edited 2024-05-01 02:55 (UTC)
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Gebura | Library of Ruina | New Character

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-01 02:51 am (UTC)(link)

GEBURA
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Username: redmist
Civilian Identity: Kali Mohan
Age: ???????
Species: Human... ish
Origin: District 23

What is your fantasy?

If you want something, do something about it


ARRIVAL

[ There's just this? Tall, heavily scarred woman?? Sitting at one of the tables, investigating her onigiri and ginger salad with the air of one who is just a little wary of it. Which, totally fine. Maybe she's not fond of crab. Or--

She sighs, taking a bite of the onigiri and chewing thoughtfully. ]


... Probably not human, at least.

[ OR THAT. ]


IT'S NOT EASY BEING RED

[ We won't talk about how long it took Gebura to accept going into any kind of warping technology, the answer is "longer than you expected". She's here now, she's prepared for a fight, and if you come across her here, she's definitely in the middle of one. She's got an alarming-looking sword (as in it is red and fleshy-looking and looks like it also has a bunch of eyes and bones? Teeth?) and is currently using it to smack one of the charging adults back with the broad side of it, flipping it backwards to skewer another behind her. She's swift about it; there aren't any unnecessary movements here, though she does look exasperated as yet another three of these boars begin their charge. ]

For something that's supposed to be blind, you sure don't seem to like how I look.

[ She wasn't that loud?? Come on!! How do they even know her hair is red?!

Anyway, join her if you'd like, or maybe duck, it's a big sword and her balance still isn't quite correct, thanks to earlier travel. ]


MAYBE IT'S MAIDBELLINE

[ Okay, maybe she's one of the people who dragged her feet on the paperwork. But sometimes you don't remember your blood type? What kind of age is she supposed to give here? Thirties? Forties? "It's complicated"?? It's too much of a pain. And all the forms??

Well. She's got no choice now, and also she's dressed oh so beautifully. Yes, she still has the sword. Yes, she is not putting the sword down while she's waiting in line.

Yes, she does look like she's going to stab you if you say anything about the attire. But just in case-- ]


It wasn't my idea. I'd take a pair of pants any day.

[ AND YET, HERE SHE IS. ]


WILDCARD

[ Anything else! Wildcard or DM me and we can work something out! ]
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Sampo Koski | Honkai Star Rail

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-05-01 03:26 am (UTC)(link)

SAMPO KOSKI
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Username: moneymoneymoney
Civilian Identity: Brughel Poisson
Age: old enough where knees hurt going up the stairs
Species: Human
Origin: Belobog(?)

What is your fantasy?

Making max profit!


1. HELLO, CLOWN GOD? IT'S ME, SAMPO

[This is a headache and a half.]

[In fact, a certain blue-haired and very handsome merchant is going to take to the network to complain about it! What is WITH all of this? LILITH, and eye implants, and kaiju, oh my...]


Fam.

If you're trying to prank a guy, this is NOT the way to do it! Seriously!

But if this isn't a prank...I'm a busy guy! I was just ready to get a deal going with the nice guy down the street, really, can I ask them to send me back? Please let them send me back! I'm worthless, here! Ya gotta believe me!

Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease please pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee


[Please....shut him up.]

2. LIVING THE BROKE LIFE

[Well, complaining isn't going to change his circumstances. Sampo Koski, relic hunter extraordinaire, is sighing a heavy, tragic sigh in this cafeteria, all while fiddling and poking at his wrist implant. If you though he'd be down in the dumps, too bad! He's coming over to thrust his wrist into your view:]

Hey, do a fella a favor, huh? Can you tell me how much this is? [The amount of Kryptos, he means.] Ehe, I mean, it seems like a lot, but my merchant's intuition is telling me this ain't great pay...

[Barely any money?? HE MIGHT AS WELL BE DEAD (no).]

3. SUS. SO SUS

[Here on the cleanup crew for the park, later? Great! There's help all around, here, with your fellow crewmates in these giant stupid sanitation suits. In fact, here comes one now - the color is blue, and the muffled and very obnoxious voice coming from inside is chipper, despite....the circumstances.]

Hey. Think about it! Juuuust think about it. What if one of us was, like, a serial killer? And stabbed everyone while wearing one of these things, huh? Wouldn't that be be pretty messed up, or what?

[....]

[Well, wouldn't it?]


4. MAID IT ALL UP

[Someone is taking the costume changes pretty easily, honestly! The man is more than comfortable in his maid outfit (sans horns), here, strutting around like he was born in them.]

[However....something must have gone amiss with how you look. Is it a tousled bow? Some dust on your shoulders? A pleated skirt with too many folds? He's clicking his tongue as he's coming along, shaking his head.]


Hmm. You're a little out of sorts there, friend! I shall NOT take this outfit malfunction standing! We have to keep up appearances, don't we? Here. Let Sampo take care of it-

[He's already reaching forward to brush or fix or do whatever minor little thing it is to fix your outfit.]

Ah, better, riiiight? And people say I don't do things for free-!

5. WILDCARD

[Want to do something with this rapscallion of a con artist salesman? THROW WHATEVER U WANT AT ME, DM or plurk @ vampirize! He's open for everything!]
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Makima | Chainsaw Man | current character

[personal profile] kubricks 2024-05-01 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[002]

[Lugging heavy machinery around is not her idea of a good time. But it’s got to be done. And while she prefers to not to show her skills unless she has to, there are times where she’s moving things that would normally require some backup or maybe the help of those nanobot injections.

That aside, she’s going to spend some time looking around one of the golf carts.]


It’d be easier if we could use this…

[No keys though, at least none that she can see in the vicinity of the one she’s looking at.]

Help me look?

[It’s not like she can enlist someone to help her, but she doubts anyone’s going to argue that it would be easier without something to put stuff in and drive it elsewhere.]

[004]

I can distract them if you want to focus on collecting the younger ones.

[The Yama-Kujira seem to prefer charging Makima anyways. Maybe it’s her hair color? Either way, she seems to be dealing with the lion’s share of the rushes here.]

Or if you’d like to target them while I’ve got their attention, that’s fine too.

[Elimination is one of the other objectives after all. And she’s not particularly worried about being caught in the crossfire, keeping a neutral face as she moves out of the way of another dash. The kaiju barreling past her and crashing into a wall.]

[005 - A]

[The paperwork isn’t a bother, not the fact that she has to do it, or the fact that it exists at all in the far distant future. She’s used to doing these things. In triplicate, checking the proper boxes, stamps, it’s all second nature to her. So she’s happy to help others with it.

...even on the deadline day when her outfit changes into something no one’s seen her wear before. She’ll take it in stride, still happy to assist and doing her best to not focus on her attire. It’s bound to go back to normal eventually, right?]


[005 – B]

[Of course it’s a little hard even for her to not focus on it when her planned and in progress style upgrade finishes and adds another issue on top of things, giving her a headband with cat ears the color of her hair and a matching tail.

She’ll continue to assist, her poker face putting in some unpaid overtime here. She isn’t entirely without humor though, there might be a joke or a smile once business is done. She may even thank them for not calling her Meowkima or something along those lines.]


[Wildcard]

[If you want to do something else feel free to message this journal or [plurk.com profile] opticblast and we can hash something out!]
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Hibiki Fujiwara | Original | New Player

[personal profile] windsongs 2024-05-01 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
▶ 001. ARRIVAL.
[ Hasn't she done this before? Between the whole bit on the surgical table (again? hopefully not?!), her chill-out time in a pod, just seeing stars feels way more ideal. But her hope that all of this was the product of blunt-head trauma by... something has her hallucinating flies out the window once she's set free.

That's one thing they don't tell you about weird med pods, or whatever those are: They're wet. Really, really wet. And kind of chilly when you climb out. Blugh. Even with the towels and the lounge wear that feels about as cold as it is sterile, she's feeling pretty miserable as she slings a sopping of pure gold locks over her shoulder, trying to squeeze out the water. At least she's courteous enough to do that away from the other newbies.

Seeing someone else donning their less than appealing "uniform," despite being thrown into some sci-fi flick after getting clocked by a possible eldritch horror, the small blonde flashes them a knowing grin. ]


...First time?

[ Solidarity? ]

▶ 002. CLEAN UP THE LAND OF DREAMS.
[ (tw emeto)

And now it finally registers. She's far from home, far from the Tokyo she knows, the remains of what she loves, hates and holds dear dirt and dust. If it's so lucky. Neo-Tokyo is a corpse of what it once was, festering and rotting like the bodies and viscera they have been tasked to dig through.

Needless to say, she isn't taking any of this well.

Where several of LILITH's finest get to work, Hibiki is standing about ten yards away, hunched over with her hands on her knees, the helmet (if you could call it that) discarded in a rush. The smell is foul, but between letting loose the contents of her stomach in or out of her suit, she feels justified in her choice. Spitting out more of that rancid taste, her mouth is stiflingly dry. It's disgusting. All of this is disgusting and she wants to be done.

Sensing someone approach, she doesn't look up, taking a few breaths to steel herself and push her stomach back down where it belongs. ]


Sorry. Gimme a sec. I'll get back to it.

▶ 003. MAID DAY.
[ After trying to submit forms on the eighth and getting turned away, and the ninth where she was one person behind the queue cut-off for the day, Hibiki is bound and determined to stand in line come hell or high water. She even has a water bottle with her! And somewhat comfortable sneakers that cost a good chunk of her credits; her head is in the game! Nothing is going to make her get out of line short of an apocalypse.

And Seok Dang took that personally.

Hibiki goes from standing in line with her cute runners and passable outfit to having a partial magical girl transformation on the spot. That B- fit transmogrifies into something she would never wear in public, the (fake) ears on her headband twitching before immediately going flat to her head. It takes her a solid few seconds to realize what's just happened, going from confusion of why her legs feel really breezy to the dawning realization. She slaps her skirt flat to her thighs, a sea of frills ballooning out like a cloud. All the while, some guy she doesn't know prattles on in his head like he's the gods' gift to mankind. No, sir, this is a sin against nature and she refuses to be a sinner!

Until she sees a couple guys posing with some of the spontaneous cosplayers.

And she gets a horrible idea. Her call comes out nearly a whole octave above her normal voice, as she brings her hands up and poses them like paws ]


Heyyyy you! Take a pic with me? Only 5,000 KRYPTOS just for you, Master! But we gotta stay riiiight here, nya~!

[ Kill her now, or let her kill this "Seokdang-oppa" dipshit, but that hustle life is so real. ]

▶ 004. NETWORK.

HIBIKI FUJIWARA
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Username: muse
Civilian Identity: Undecided
Age: 23
Species: Human?
Origin: Tokyo, Japan

What is your fantasy?

To make it big in the music industry! Or at least be able to pay the bills!!


▶ 00X. WILDCARD.
[ Want to try another prompt? Feel free to drop ideas here or message via [plurk.com profile] impearls or PM! ]
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Shizuka Takeda | OC | Current Character

[personal profile] keihatsu 2024-05-01 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
I. USE THE FORCE, SHIZZY
[ Back at Disneyland, Shizuka volunteers to do some heavy lifting of equipment from the underground facilities. Perhaps you know her and you're used to it now, or you haven't and you're not sure why one of the big electric generators is floating and moving on it's own. Shizuka, just clad in her plugsuit and some gloves with two swords on her hip, is nearby lifting the generator with a gesture of her hand.

She looks over her companions with a simple command: ]


Just gather the equipment in one place. I'll take them up to the surface.

II. TONKATSU IN KYOTO
[ Shizuka had enough of bases so she decided to step out for some fresh air, and see what Kyoto looks like in this world. Kyoto is an important place for her, with a lot of memories from a time in her life before she had committed her evils. Shizuka just decided to roam, letting the others do the work of scavenging the base while she lets herself walk down memory lane. She flies from place to place - you might even see someone in a plugsuit just hovering and soaring above some buildings before landing like a heavy rock dropping on the ground. The noise and shockwave make the animals nearby flee.

Amidst the ruins of Kyoto, Shizuka finds herself in the historic street of Higashiyama and picks up a wooden sign that had fallen off the ground. She looks at it with a solemn slump of her shoulders, and a gentle dusting of the sign with her gloved fingers. With how iconic this place is, Shizuka isn't so surprised that she's not alone. The arrival of another person did kind of ruin her moment, but it also brought her back to reality that there lurks danger in these parts. ]


You shouldn't travel alone.

[ She's one to talk, but she's earned her confidence. ]

III. MAID DAY
[ She hates paperwork in life, and she hates it even now in her second life. Shizuka complained having to do paperwork when technology here is advanced enough to not warrant this tedious process. But what's worse, is that the style upgrade that she had been hesitant to get because it can glitch and be manipulated like this, just gave her a maid outfit (credit)! Outrageous!

Standing in line with her arms crossed; paperwork in one hand and tapping impatiently with the other, Shizuka is trying her best not to crumple her papers in rage. Her glaring eyes twitch as she looks like she's about to pop a vein any second. ]


One of these days, I will bathe this base in his blood...
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malkuth // library of ruina // current char

[personal profile] ignoreher 2024-05-01 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
1. Cleaning Up
a. and to think...
... I can't believe I was eating these not a month ago...

[ don't mind as she talks to herself, toddling around in her orange sanisuit. the stench has already upset her stomach a few times more than the sight itself, and malkuth's running on empty as she sifts through the corpses.

it

does seem a shame, though, that the dead aren't given proper burials, so after she's laid out a number of the more humanoid ones malkuth stares across them with a contemplative gaze before she sighs and pieces of "burning", ember-like pieces of pages scatter across her body, replacing the sanisuit with a oddly ornate dress. ]


It's too sad that they're not given a happy ending either, isn't it? [ softly, quietly, vines wrapping around one body. ] Let's give them some peace.

[ the Abnormality isn't pleased, but the hateful laments are silent for now. as long as she doesn't overdo it, they won't manifest.

anyway, the body wrapped in vinetacules is swiftly pulled underground never to be seen again. malkuth will be doing this with every dead non-Yamadenki body she finds. ]

b. the right to bear arms
[ from one form to another, this time to carry heavy machinery pieces. don't be fooled by her adorable bear ears! she means business!

which means that if she catches someone fooling around on the way back to LILITH's vehicles, she's heckling! ]


Come on, the sooner we get done with this the soon we can go back! We don't have all the time in the world!

[ and she wants to go to the hot springs.......... pien ]

c. don't worry, she's a hypocrite
[ for all her talk...

... when malkuth's beginning to feel the strain of her E.G.O. page use, she can't help but slip away and onto the lazily spinning teacups, sighing as she sinks into the firm, battered cushioning the way someone would a far more luxurious bed. yes, here... she won't be easily found... she can escape notice for just a little bit, just to ease the ache of her mind and fortify her will again...

... ... ...

if she's fallen asleep in one, don't say a word. move on with your life. keep walking. stay in your own lane. heckle her back, malkuth deserves it. ]


2. Dataportal Testing
a. touring
The architecture here is way different than a lot of Neo-Tokyo... It seems older. More like the shrines.

[ it's not her first jump but her second she's taking the time to explore around, pen and pad in hand as she studies what's left of their buildings and especially of the more dated, historical bits once kept safe and revered by the locals.

the base had been similar, but out here -- it's different. malkuth is taking care to stay out of hearing range of the kaiju for now, she knows what their brief says and she'll get to it, but she's also interested in the history that's so obviously imprinted on every thing kyoto has to offer. from the clashes of kaiju and human structure to the bits of color faded by the sun, each and every one is being recorded. by pen and by photograph, because malkuth is going all out on tourism and taking pictures too. ]


I can't use this for extra credit though, can I? The teacher'll ask where I got these pictures... and I can't explain that I made my way here.

[ troubling... anyway, find her around. take her on a date. it's kyoto, after all. ]

b. animal activist
[ the piglets...

... are so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!! they're huge though, and malkuth has come her third time prepared with fruits. she's dangling off a roof, tossing strawberries every now and then to a small group of them, sighing. ]


You're so cute... And the noises you make are so cute... If you were a little smaller, then I'd just take you back and keep you myself, but I kind of don't want to bring you back at all...

[ who knows what LILITH might be planning with them, after all. it doesn't sit right with her to kill the adults and take in the babies.

this does mean, actually, that malkuth might be up to sabotaging a bit if someone's capturing the babies a little too well. all well behaved? well, suddenly they're darting off after a small thrown fruit. wow. who could it be. not the girl jumping on the rooftops.

and. yeah. the fruit can in fact hit the person working the piglets. it isn't on purpose, but her depth perception isn't the best with the continued jumps. ]


3. She's Deciding She Hates Seok Dang
a. butler first,
[ it isn't so bad!

malkuth didn't know she'd cut a suit this well, but it's actually pretty fun! of course she's already done her paperwork. the fact is that there's people who haven't. coming early in the morning doesn't seem to have changed the fact she's still waiting in line to submit though, having been just short of the office's doors before they closed for the day, and...

well. it is warming up. malkuth's fanning herself with a gloved hand, sighing loudly. ]


I know I'm not the only one thinking this, but of all things not to automate, it's this? There's dangers to keeping everything digitized, sure, but there's even more danger with physically handling this much paperwork... not to mention the office hours. At least make it 24/7.

b. got it maid
[ after that... encouragement... from seok dang, and finally getting her paperwork submitted, malkuth decides to escape her butler fate with a thoughtless style upgrade change

and end up in a maid dress instead, skirt just above her knee. she pauses. she looks at herself in dawning realization. she tries to change back, but it's no use.

let's encourage everyone to do their homework, he said. that means it's connected. and that means there really are people who haven't done it yet, be it completed the paperwork itself or turned it in, and-- ]


I don't want to be in tight leather.

[ whisper. horrified. that sounds awful. okay, it isn't, that's basically what wingbeat is but that's her choice--

malkuth is taking no prisoners, it's like pokemon. if your eyes meet, she's trooping over with her skirt swishing all the way to ask a very simple question with a simple answer that anyone should just be able to say yes to: ]


You've done your paperwork, haven't you? Turned it in?

[ please she doesn't want to hear from "daddy" again. ]


4. Wildcard
[ and whatever else! i'm good with anything! if you'd like to check in about something in particular, feel free to hit me [plurk.com profile] sundrymunity! ]
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furina de fontaine | genshin impact | new

[personal profile] hydramatics 2024-05-01 04:41 am (UTC)(link)

Furina de Fontaine
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Username: lumitoile
Civilian Identity: Clio de la Mer
Age: 500
Species: Human
Origin: Fontaine

What is your fantasy?

An endless buffet of cakes, I suppose?


( les animaux sauvages et l'étoile des eaux bouillonnantes )
( it's been a lot to take in. luckily, it doesn't seem like anyone's recognized her—this is both a blessing and a curse. on one hand, it means she doesn't have to put on appearances for people who might not have heard about the whole... ordeal. on the other, it's a little lonely, a little off-putting, not to be known.

it doesn't matter as soon as she discovers the critters living around kyoto on her first trip out. as much as she loves and takes to them though—they're much different than the ones she can find hanging around the water in fontaine!—they don't really seem to have the same affection for her, hence the inelegant squawks of a former archon as a small group of macaques throws whatever they can at her to shoo her away. )


Hey— I was only trying to say hello— How dare you be so rude to me, Furina de Fontaine!?

( and so on.

thankfully, a second trip out with some food she managed to sneak outside has earned her the love... or at least the toleration... of a particularly fat tanuki, which she's currently petting the stomach of. )


Ahaha... Aren't you cute? ( just like the blubberbeasts back home...! ) There, there... Who's a good Monsieur Ratoneaux? You're much more well-behaved than those little monkeys, aren't y—

( monsieur ratoneaux swipes at her hand until she drops another bit of sandwich for him. furina stares down for a moment, then laughs. )

...Yes, er, certainly. To an extent.

( les aventures de la bonne )
( you know, the whole paperwork thing hadn't actually been so terrible? she hadn't had to do so much of it in her many years personally, of course, but it was well-known that fontaine's bureaucratic system was exceptional when it came to having a paper trail—

she'd have to learn how to deal with it for the rest of her life anyway. might as well start now. actually insane that some people decided to quit after the sixth or seventh time, though, leading to... well, honestly, the maid dress isn't as bad as other people might be implying it is. it reminds her of an old story she used to read quite often, a dream she once had, a fantastical ending... regardless, her oceanid friends seem quite taken with her new outfit, particularly the armored crab mademoiselle crabaletta, who keeps scuttling around her and pinching at the skirt.

wait, hold on— )


D-Don't do that! I'm fairly certain this is the only one I get, Mademoiselle Crabaletta, and I don't want you to ruin it! ( not like her other belongings... so tragic. ) Be more gentle, won't you?

( tout est permis )
( very gently still voicetesting her... if there's anything you want to throw at me, go ahead! let's have fun. )
Edited 2024-05-01 04:42 (UTC)
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tao saotome ✦ gokurakugai

[personal profile] eirs 2024-05-01 04:42 am (UTC)(link)

TAO SAOTOME
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Username: Troubleshooter
Civilian Identity: UNDECIDED
Age: 25
Species: Human
Origin: Gokurakugai 8th Avenue

What is your fantasy?

something savory. some dumplings. maybe someone to get me another carton.

saves me the trouble of an introduction, i guess.
 — 002. CLEAN UP THE LAND OF DREAMS.
( already up and at 'em, this one. grabbed a bite from the cafeteria, figured out how that suit thing worked and did a little bit of maintenance (and inventory) on her weaponry of choice. a gun, holstered and visible, sits at her hip as the young woman crouches at the side of a golf cart.

no key, of course. because that'd be too convenient.

so, instead of searching for one, she's using the butt of her gun to snap a compartment open and tucks it away again to untangle some wires. laziness and unwillingness to hunt for a needle in a haystack means that innovation is her only hope here.

only,
)

... You wouldn't happen to know how to hotwire this thing, would you?

( hey friend. like, she can start putting wires together and see if it'd work anything like a car, but what if something blows up down here or something. )

 — 003. DATAPORTAL TESTING.
( y'know what? there's definitely more charming ways to meet this one that isn't her sitting on the ground looking a little green around the gills. some might even trip over her with the way she has her legs stretched out in front of her, as if it'll be of any help with stopping the spinning that's currently happening.

if approached, she's just going to lift a gloved hand with a single finger raised. her index. give her a minute or she might actually throw up on your shoes.
)

Think they'd warn us about that first.

( or not, if they wanted willing guinea pigs. )

 — 005. MAID DAY.
( ..........................?

🧍‍♀️

ok.

truth be told, she's not really all that bothered (except for maybe the fact that people could just change her outfit willy-nilly). the frills aren't too bad if not for the petticoat. a little hard to move in, let alone maneuver into anything remotely useful in a pinch. she's bumped into more people than she cares for, to top that all off.

maybe it's just a matter of not knowing how this particular line of clothing worked, or encountering a knot she just doesn't know how to undo. she's not above asking for a hand, all 5'10 of her with her silly little head dress and apron.

she's very clearly pulling on the ribbon that holds her apron closed when she gestures for someone finally. the knot is behind her and she can't see it.
)

Can you take a look? The damn thing won't come off.

 — notes and such.

see something that could be tweaked a bit to suit your fancy? go for it. have a wild idea that you wanna try? c'mere let's do it. if you want me to write you something special lmk over at [plurk.com profile] valentione or dm me! i'm finally getting back around to organizing my shit after my break but hi.
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Ziel of the Wastelands | Cradle | New Player

[personal profile] achelord 2024-05-01 04:56 am (UTC)(link)

ZIEL
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Username: Ziel
Civilian Identity: John Doe (he tried to leave it blank and it ended up with that)
Age: 34
Species: Human
Origin: Ashwind wastelands

What is your fantasy?

I'd like to stop hurting


-1: Clean Up-

One task was as good as another. Or as just sitting still and not doing anything, but people kept on bothering him if he tried to nap. He hadn't bothered with the sanitation suit, or the gloves. His body had been thrice reforged in soulflame, and he was reasonably confident that mere sickness was not a meaningful danger.

Given his immense strength, Ziel was sent down to carry heavy equipment out of the labs. At the moment, he was dragging a two ton electric generator behind him. Every step he took looked like it might be his last out of sheer exhaustion, and the huge machine made a terrible screeching sound as it scraped against the concrete floor, but somehow the exhausted looking man still made steady progress. He didn't look like the sound particularly bothered him either.

Honestly, it didn't look like anything bothered him more than just...being awake.

Want to cheer up the gloomy looking guy? Want to give him a hand dragging this huge machine? Annoyed at the loud screeching sound it's making as he drags it behind him?

-2: Kyoto Kaiju-

Ziel trudged through streets of Kyoto without any clear destination or goal in mind. They had promised they had a way to heal him as long as he did what they said, so here he was, doing exploring Kyoto for "anything useful". He vaguely looked up when he heard a commotion and found one of the other off-worlders turn a corner (you, perhaps!), followed shortly by one of the Yama-Kujira. A big one too.

This wasn't his problem. He didn't know this person. He didn't have anything against this...giant boar monster. There wasn't really any reason to get involved.

By the time Ziel finished this thought, he realized he had already stepped between the fleeing person and the giant monster and activated the Stone Anchor enforcer technique. Madra flooded through his frame, sending spikes of agony through every inch of his body, but also massively boosting his strength and anchoring him in place.

When the charging boar monster met him, there was a mighty crash as the ground cracked around his feet, and it looked like he hadn't shrugged off the hit without injury, but he HAD stopped the beast cold despite it being like eight times his size.

"Despite everything, I guess I still can't just stand by. How embarrassing..."

-3: Maid Day-

The butler uniform, in crisp white and black with a few tasteful green highlights, looked like it should have made anyone look good, but Ziel wore it poorly. He was the kind of man who could manage to look scruffy in anything, and was more than a match for this. There was a reason he normally didn't care about fashion.

But apparently, he was stuck in this stupid outfit until he filled out the inch thick pile of paperwork on the table in front of him.

Ziel stared at it, with a look of sheer exhaustion that somehow outdid his normal look of sheer exhaustion as he contemplated how long this was going to take to fill out. He'd have to fill it out, then have someone go over it all and point out all the mistakes he'd made so he could fill it out again, then convince someone to send the paperwork in and not lose it in the bureaucracy, which meant making a good impression with people...

"There isn't another giant boar I could fight instead of doing this, is there?"

-999: Wildcard!-

Or just PM me if you wanna come up with your own scenario! More info on the character can be found here. The version I'm apping is the Ghostwater Era version, so anything between "Waybound Era" and "OOC permissions" can safely be ignored.
Edited 2024-05-01 05:15 (UTC)
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Yato | Noragami | New Player

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-05-01 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
▶ 001. ARRIVAL

[Upon being ejected from the newcomers' pod in which he found himself in, Yato lets out a sputtering string of curses, shaking each and every limb thoroughly to rid himself of the wretched moisture clinging to every square inch of him. It doesn't get all the gross goop out of every crack and crevice on him, but it's enough for him to gingerly get toweled off.

Once cleaned up and dressed, he makes a beeline for the cafeteria for the meal of the day, which he takes to the nearest table that happens to be occupied by someone so he can flash them a grin.]


This seat taken?

[Too bad, he's doing it anyway while simultaneously shoveling food into his mouth. What? He's hungry, dammit! Which is why he continues talking as he chews his food, foregoing manners completely.]

This shit's weird, huh? You been here long? What's your name? Mine's Yato! Nice to meet ya!

[Enjoy your talkative dining companion.]


▶ 002. CLEAN UP

[Foregoing the sanitation suit in favor of wearing his cool new plug suit, Yato gets to work helping haul various machinery as instructed, easily transporting things likes generators and distillers with relative ease. All goes well until he comes to a refrigerator - at which point he can't help stopping to stare at it with a dark, thoughtful expression, one hand resting on its side.

Only once he realizes that he's being watched does he shake his head and throw a forced smile towards the person.]


Don't mind me. Just bad memories.


▶ 003. MAID DAY

[Familiar with the ongoing and ever persistent hassle that is bureaucracy, Yato gets in line for paperwork and fills everything out to the best of his ability. Unsurprisingly, the bit about his race - god - and birthday - dunno! - get irritated glares from the staff, who try to explain that it just doesn't work that way. Everything has to be filled out properly and exactly and guessing is not allowed!

So he takes the papers to the back of the line, continuing to work on completing them with his tongue poking out from between pursed lips when the costume change hits. Unlike most of the guys who've ended up in a butler's uniform, he's been graciously gifted that of a filly blue maid outfit. And rather than being insulted or embarrassed, he merely does a twirl and gives a curtsy, beaming at the person in line behind him.]


Hehe! Matches my eyes, doesn't it?! At least they have good taste.


▶ 004. NETWORK


Yato
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Username: Yatogami
Civilian Identity: Undecided
Age: 1050~
Species: God
Origin: Japan

What is your fantasy?

Becoming the greatest God of Fortune I can!
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Dr. Ratio | Honkai: Star Rail | New Player

[personal profile] curingidiocy 2024-05-01 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
➤ I. Network


VERITAS RATIO
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Username: mundanite
Civilian Identity: Undecided
Age: No idea. Probably in his thirties.
Species: Human
Origin: Veritas Prime

What is your fantasy?

There is no rationality in dwelling on fantasies. What is unreachable should not be contemplated, and what is attainable is no longer a fantasy, but a goal.



➤ II. Arrival
[ A handsome, violet-haired man sits in the cafeteria with a tray of the day's rations in front of him. He doesn't seem interested in the food, however, as it's practically untouched save for a single bite in the onigiri.

Instead, he is unabashedly observing the people around him, eyes sharp as he contemplates both his current situation and attempts to glean knowledge from his surroundings. If caught staring, rather than turn his eyes away like a sensible person, his gaze will not waver. Nor does his expression; calm, reserved and completely unbothered by the fact that he was noticed.

If you stare long enough, he will eventually speak up.
]

Is there something you need from me?


➤ III. Cleaning Up the Land of Dreams
[ Ratio has always been a firm believer of experiencing things first-hand, as opposed to sitting in an isolated ivory tower like some detached intellectual, which is why he immediately volunteers himself to help with the clean-up in Tokyo Disney.

It's truly terrible out there—the sights, the smells—he has to fight the urge to be nauseous. But he powers through the feeling and readily accepts the sanitation suit provided by LILITH. He has no intention of falling ill, and every intention to follow all safety measures provided to him. To do otherwise is idiotic and irresponsible.

Luckily, the scholar is well-built. Far too muscular, for someone who's day to day job involves mostly teaching and research, but it's put to good use here as he's tasked with hauling heavy machinery. However, even a man of his build would tire of such strenuous work, which is why he will be found without said heavy machinery in tow. Once he spots you, he will get straight to the point.
]

You. Have you seen any abandoned vehicles in the tunnels, or anything that might make this endeavour more efficient?


➤ IV. Maid Day~
[ ...Really now. He had not expected such shenanigans given the dire state of this planet, but perhaps the levity was what the people here needed to get through each harsh day. Still, there is absolutely no reason he needed to get caught in the crossfire, and made to wear a ridiculous outfit because others have failed to complete their paperwork.

He can already hear the laughter of a certain gambler in the back of his mind, and it is infuriating.

His irritation is made worse when it turns out that no, he's not done with the paperwork, because he's being asked to fill it out again, and again, and again. And submit it in person. He has never seen administration as inefficient as this, and he works with the IPC on the regular. It's truly unfortunate that he doesn't have his alabaster head with him. He would like nothing more than to keep these idiots out of his sight.
]

Fools! Idiots, utter imbeciles! It is a miracle this planet has managed to survive this long with such utterly incompetent administration!

[ Yes, he's grumbling to himself under his breath, wearing a wonderful blue-tinged maid outfit that complements his hair colour and shows off his well sculpted legs and arms. It's even got a boob window, revealing his bountiful pectoral muscles! He's truly a sight to behold. Please, do compliment him on his appearance. Or join him in his grumbling! ]


➤ V. Wildcard!
[ Feel free to hit me with any other scenario, Dr. Ratio is more than happy to get involved with everything for the sake of learning and understanding! ]
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elysium / arknights / new

[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-01 06:14 am (UTC)(link)

ELYSIUM
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Username: hottie
Civilian Identity: Elliot Pierce, bartender
Age: 🤫
Species: Liberi
Origin: Iberia

What is your fantasy?

What a toughie. With looks like mine, aren't I the fantasy? Anyway. Good food. Good company. Things don't get much better than that.

▶ I. YOU'VE GOT (SPAM) MAIL
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Book your consultation today* to get a head start on your adventure! This was your newest resident, Elysium, Rey de los field and communications extraordinaire. Don't be shy!

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[ There's an attached audio recording if one would prefer to listen than to read. It sounds exactly as what you'd expect from someone with the audacity to craft a posting like so, and exudes youthful confidence in droves. For the record, it's said with crystal clear enunciation—what you'd hear from a radio personality, easily. ]

▶ II. MAID DAY
[ Elysium is much too familiar with the bureaucracy of transferring between teams and to a greater extent, travelling between countries to know better than to stall when it comes to paperwork. Definitely more pain later than to simply get it out of the way, but things happen. May 10th encroaches. He isn't trying to get into trouble… and yet, he is going to be one of the suspects behind the "reminder"— listen, he's en route to the office at the very moment like a law abiding citizen, that he blinks one second and is suddenly in a frilly maid dress the next is a perfectly justifiable cause for distraction. ]

Hmm, hmm. Gotta say, whoever created this has my props. [ He pinches the sides of his skirt, lifting it somewhat as he does a little spin to examine its handiwork. What a nice flare. ] Goes pretty well with my complexion, doesn't it?

[ Whether he'd only just noticed he'd had company or not—this will be the first acknowledgement he'll make of it after talking to himself. He looks over his shoulder, then… winks. ] But where are my manners. Ahem. [

A full turn and curtsy later:
] Master. The most excellent maid, Elysium, is at your service. Will it be dinner, a bath, or… me?

[ that's not maid rp sir ]

▶ III. WILDCARD
( Feel free to hit me with anything, or shoot me a PM if you'd like to work something else out! )
Edited 2024-05-01 06:19 (UTC)
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004/albert heinrich | cyborg 009: the cyborg soldier | new

[personal profile] fourmeansdeath 2024-05-01 08:18 am (UTC)(link)

ALBERT HEINRICH
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Username: tetraphobia
Civilian Identity: Joachim Stiller
Age: 30s?
Species: Human
Origin: East Berlin, Germany

What is your fantasy?

Don't really have one, to be honest.

#1: ARRIVAL
[ This is at least the third time he's woken up somewhere like this now: The missing time, the mystery aches and pains, the bone-deep feeling of something invasive taking place. On the other hand, he doesn't recognize anyone else from the pods. Well, that and Black Ghost's food was a hell of a lot worse. ]

[ By rights he should be guns-blazing his way outta here, but even before the digital briefing is done, he feels a serene fatalism settle in. Better this happened to him instead of the rest of the team. The first generation (the two of them still alive, that is) still had their whole lives ahead of them, and the other cyborgs obviously belonged to the era they were in. Not like there was anyone left tying him to 2002, after all. ]

[ So outwardly, 004 just spreads his hands out at the cafeteria table with a faux-casual: ]

Mm. Fair enough.

Still, I don't suppose I could get an exemption from service -- what's the word, deferment? Senior citizen, you know...

[ He's probably not serious. For one thing, the man looks barely thirty, premature grey and exhaustion lines under his eyes aside. ]

#2: LET'S GO TO DIDNEYWHROL
[ There's just some days when you wish you didn't have a sense of smell. Even through a respirator, it's bad. And somehow it's about to get worse, because out the corner of his eye, 004 spots someone running across the path and ducking around a corner. Looked like late teens, which......would describe many Outsiders, but more importantly: not in a plugsuit. ]

[ 004 raises his voice: ] Hey, you! Scram and I'll pretend I didn't see anything. Didn't you kids see the warning signs?

[ There's no response to this, although somewhere in the ruined buildings there's a rustle, and the faintest muffled whispering. ]

[ In an aggrieved mutter, mostly to himself but also addressed to whoever's with him: ]

Is this what teenagers are doing now?... Don't they have homework?

#3: KYOTO
[ He figures he's more useful as a sniper in this instance, and he's climbed up the perimeter walls of the imperial palace to act as lookout -- a part of one that doesn't look liable to collapse, that is. It's a shame: this place must have been beautiful before, but it's not as if the last time he was in Japan there was room for sightseeing. Those boars really did a number to this place. ]

[ On that note, while he has a moment of quiet, he taps out a quick network message: ]

If these things are sensitive to noise, recommend coordinating on text.
Unless anyone knows how far their range of hearing is?

p.s. If someone wants to be funny and send one of those screamer videos to everyone on this thing, I *will* kick your ass worse than any monster pig.
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zagreus | hades | new

[personal profile] emancipating 2024-05-01 08:28 am (UTC)(link)

ZAGREUS
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Username: z
Civilian Identity: UNDECIDED
Age: ?
Species: Demigod
Origin: Tartarus

What is your fantasy?

Have you ever spent an entire day and night petting your dog? No thoughts, just the pure, undiluted joy that comes from the unconditional loyalty and love from your best friend. No? Just me? All right, then.


01. cafeteria;
[ thing about food is, zagreus has never had to really... eat, as a necessity. sure, some of us aren't able to shift in and out of danger while ransacking the underworld whenever we please, and sometimes a broke bitch takes the questionable gyro pity offer when you can't afford the centaur heart. the onigiri he'd been given does not, in fact, look like a gyro — far from it, in fact. he doesn't think he's ever seen the little white grains before either. rice, they called it? and the dark green square is... seaweed? interesting.

anyway. is this worse or better than eating a gyro he dug out of a random urn? we're about to find out. his face goes through a few different expressions: surprise, a little bit of uncertainty, before acceptance and finally—
]

Mm, that's an interesting texture...

[ that's crab, buddy. ]

02. out and about;
[ zagreus' knowledge of the surface world is limited at best, but what little he does know is far from anything that resembles the city he sees before him now. from the decrepit remains of kyoto to the bright lights of neo tokyo — it's a lot to take in.

but once the initial shock wears off, what's he to do but explore as much as he can? zag can be found doing the following:

a: given the fact that his feet may be hot enough to burn through the material of the sanitation suit, he takes the gloves instead and will mainly assist with the heavy lifting of the equipment. despite being on the shorter side, he doesn't seem to struggle with things that are larger than him. just don't ask him what any of this stuff does, he wouldn't be able to tell you. he's strictly here for muscle.
b: his experience with portals is limited to chaos' portals, which generally involve a blood offering and isn't very pleasant. fortunately, this particular data portal does not demand a blood offering but it is equally as unpleasant. don't mind him doubled over with his hands on his knees looking like he's going to pass out or throw up the crab onigiri. or both.
c: the yama-kujira don't seem to take too kindly to him, but he is unsurprisingly, weak to the babies. he lets them run into his legs, rewarding them with nuts, but once he hears the sound of the adults coming, he is quick to defend whoever is next to him. if he's alone, he will engage. should be no different than fighting the minotaur, right? right.
d: or, local ye old underworld prince discovers technology for the first time. in which he's just standing in the middle of the hallway or wherever looking like he's staring into space, but he is, in fact, trying to scroll through his ocular implant to make sense of everything. given his mismatched red and green eyes, this could be a little disconcerting.
]

03. wildcard;
[ feel free to throw anything at me! zag is always down to clown with whatever wild and whacky shenanigans you might have. for reference, he is a demigod and knows very little about mortals, so everything is very new and shiny. PM me if you need to hash anything out! ]
Edited 2024-05-01 09:14 (UTC)
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fushiguro megumi ✴ jujutsu kaisen ✴ existing character

[personal profile] seaurchin 2024-05-01 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
🐇 MAID DAY A
[ On May 10th, there is an ominous message coming from the user named 'rabbit'. ]
Do your paperwork
I'm not asking
If you don't

I will slap you


🐇 MAID DAY B
[ Diligent little man that he is, Megumi had finished all the necessary paperwork on day 1, sorting through the long-winded, pedantic and confusing process with clockwork efficiency. Sometimes it pays to be a naturally organised person who enjoys filling out forms. What he doesn't enjoy, and is his source of stress for today, is having to be a frilly maid outfit with stockings, garters and heels. He did what he was supposed to do! Why does he have to be punished like everyone else?

That's why Megumi will be trying his best to move things along, hovering around the immigration office and storming toward anyone who looks confused or like they're slacking off. If this doesn't get done, LILITH might leave them in the maid outfits forever. Here comes the angriest maid. ]


You're supposed to put your name here and sign here. It's not hard.

[ You might also find him slumped on a bench somewhere, still in the maid outfit and looking like his soul has left his body. Because it has. ]

🐇 KYOTO AND KAIJU

[ While he understands the need to eliminate kaiju from the world, this mission doesn't feel right. There's no one around left on this base, so it isn't like they'll be saving anyone from these kaiju. The kaiju are just here and they're invading their territory and wiping them out. What they're doing doesn't sit right with his conscience. He'll try to complete the mission, but there's no guarantee he's going to give things his all.

Things are quiet now, at least. The Divine Dog is beside them, and hot on the trail of a nearby nest that was built in an abandoned dojo. He can hear high-pitched squealing inside, so it's likely to be the piglets. ]


The parents don't look home. We should check it out.

WILDCARD
[ Or PM me to do something else... ]
Edited 2024-05-01 09:42 (UTC)
queenofkur: (kan 003)

Ereshkigal || Fate/Grand Order || Current Player

[personal profile] queenofkur 2024-05-01 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
I/ Maid Day: At Your Door
[ Were you asleep, dreaming happily? Were you lazying on your bed? Perhaps you were doing some fun activity? Why, all of it is interrupted when:

Knock knock knock. ]


I-Is someone there...?

[ An extremely panicked and anxious voice comes from behind the door. There awaits a goddess, wrapped in a very long blanket that trails behind her. Most importantly, it covers every last inch of her skin save for her head and hands.

She got the message. That shameful outfit won't be turned off until everyone has done their papers.

And so, after having done hers, she's taken it upon herself to check whose papers are missing. And go help them get it all done ASAP. She'll fill all their papers if she has to. She'll go and give them herself. This just has to end.

And she won't stop knocking until then.

Knock knock knock. ]


II/ Maid Day: Administrative Offices
[ The blanketed goddess - after having dragged as many people out of their bed as possible - is now sticking around the offices, offering her assistance to anyone having difficulties with the paper. She's good with that. She's administered the Underworld since times immemorial.

And so, she approaches one such person who appears to be struggling with their papers. Please do not mind the trembling hands or extremely anxious tone. ]


G-Greetings, do you need help filling those...?
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kim dokja ( omniscient reader's viewpoint ) new character

[personal profile] legere 2024-05-01 12:20 pm (UTC)(link)
1. BIO

Kim Dokja
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Username: reader
Civilian Identity: Undecided
Age: 31? 32?
Species: Human (constellation/demon?/angel?)
Origin: Seoul, Korea

What is your fantasy?

8 hours of sleep and no more scenarios.


2. GO DISNEY?
[ dokja declined the sanitation suit on grounds of not being able to find where his arms went, but was only too happy to accept the gloves. still, he's mostly been using this opportunity to wander around the park, moving equipment--who knew such a scrawny little fuck was so strong?--and eventually poking around the rides.

he's never been to a theme park in his life, so sue him if he looks a little tempted by the merry-go-round. ]



4. KYOTO / KAIJU
[ he's dealt with all of this pretty well so far by just treating it like another scenario, but it's in kyoto that it really.. feels like one. back home, would japan have looked like this now? after years of scenarios, how much of it is left? if it looks anything like seoul, it certainly isn't in good shape, at least. and so much of the rest of his world is just.. gone.

unfortunately, it's hard to feel anything but numb about it, and that has nothing to do with the 4th wall. .. at least, mostly nothing to do with it.

he's been more interested thus far in scavenging than hunting boars--there's no particular advantage that he can see to one or the other--shoving supplies he finds down into the seemingly endless space of the pockets of his white coat, but now he pauses. they're outside what seems to be the samurai and ninja museum, and that.. that's interesting. ]
.. Do you think there are any weapons with useful skills in there? [ you never know! and since this is basically one kaiju attack shy of the apocalypse, it feels like free game to him. ]


5. DADDY NO
[ wow, dokja hates this so much. at least his usual white coat sort of blends in with the traditional maid getup, especially since his frilly black skirt is ankle-length (no pale, skinny gams for y'all today). he has his paperwork rolled in his hand, and a determined look on his expression. look, he's had other priorities, alright? but this is certainly one way to get his ass in gear. ]

Are you going to the immigration office? [ he taps the rolled up paper into his opposite hand like he's a teacher with a ruler. ] Supposedly we're past-due, right? [ as useless as he finds all of this.. it's part of the scenario, he guesses. ]


WILDCARD
[ idk i'm easy, pm or hmu at [plurk.com profile] perilous for a custom starter, or drop a prompt of your own. ]
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tifa lockhart / ffvii / new

[personal profile] promisely 2024-05-01 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
▶ I. ARRIVAL.
001. — THE BLINK OF AN EYE.

( the hiss of the pods opening is something sterile and unfamiliar, and when she comes to it's with a gasp, the frigid air of the room biting at now exposed flesh. disorientation clouds her, blinking a few times as limbs shift first within the pod, uneasy in the way she finds her footing — one foot against the chilled metal floor, and then the other — it seems to hum beneath her, like something alive. as if it were trying to tell her something, if only she could focus.

it comes to her in fragments, glimpses continually stolen: countless sets of eyes standing above her, voices nothing but a hum that's just too far away to grasp, as if murmuring from another room. 'lets take them to the rest.' the rest. arms wrap tightly about her lean frame, glancing down at the sensation of a foreign fabric, under garments that weren't her own. what's more, she wasn't alone... one after the next the pressure sealing the various pods throughout the room give with a breath. she can't seem to find comfort in the fact that she's in shared company, one gaze just as unsettled as the next.

and then another door opens, ushered toward a locker room in the medical bay where a towel and neatly folded set of loungewear seems to sit in waiting. despite the static confusion that lingers, her body's alert enough to recognize that it's cold, wet from the pod, and so it's only a beat before she's fervently wrapping the towel around her figure, trying to stave off the chattering that's taken to her teeth. the clothes set out for her are quick to follow, a heather grey pair of sweatpants and a sweater that's a little baggy melting into place.

a sigh unravels her at the warmth offered from the articles, but the comfort isn't long before a pain radiates from the middle of her skull, stabbing as it reverberates and knocks her a bit off kilter. palm instinctively presses to her eye, and then a familiar robotic voice greets her. )


█ █ █ LOADING … LOADING …
█ █ █ LOADING COMPLETE … BEGIN ORIENTATION …


002. — network.


TIFA LOCKHART
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Username: ZANGANS
Civilian Identity: Amara Nanase*
Age: 20
Species: Human
Origin: Gaia

What is your fantasy?
To be able to go home... truly home. And for everyone I care about to still be there.


003. — CAFETERIA.

( thumb grazes over the exposed column of her wrist, turned upright where she's perched on one of the swiveling chairs. she can feel the device beneath her skin, something that doesn't belong, robots stirring smoothly about the floor with food ration trays in hand. her stomach gurgles something neglected as the ginger catches her nose, wafting past. she swallows thickly - she really should eat something, but first— )

Sorry, um... ( she drifts, still trying to put together the briefing that'd poured from her ocular device when she felt in no state to absorb it all. hair still soaks into the collar of her sweatshirt, fingers finding themselves woven together. neo tokyo; one third of the population; 2278. merlot hues flit towards the person nearest her. )

What day is it?

▶ II. THE LAND OF DREAMS.
004. — a little help.

( it all feels a little too close to home. the pods, something having been changed about them, the abandoned labs... but she aims to keep herself busy, tucking down those memories from spilling over. it'd felt some shade of heartless devoting herself to plucking the bodies of those she knew so little about from the ground, so she'd reserved herself to their orders of collecting any remaining machinery.

the suit is skin tight and uncomfortable, mask tugged down to rest at her shoulders with a flashlight to guide her way. a wire sparks in the looming, poorly lit stretch of the hall, stopping in place only once she spots someone obscured by a piece of machinery big enough to swallow their frame. )
Oh, don't hurt yourself— ( a beat, and she's at their side, bracing her palm beneath the belly of the equipment to share some of the weight. )

Ah. Guess there isn't any easier way to get all of this out of here, is there?

▶ III. DATAPORTAL TESTING.
005. — to kyoto.

( the remnants of neon still glow eerily, and the base looks as if something that'd merely paused in place. as if those that'd inhabited it had been forced to leave, only able to take what they could carry, what mattered. she can't help but to wonder if what happened here was fated to happen anywhere, like home, the planet's life force dwindling by the day. there's a medkit clutched to her chest, its contents sparse, but still littered with the likes of gauze, bandages, and a half-empty bottle of peroxide.

her first trip had been far more fruitful, the second proves various layers of discomfort that creep up on her one by one. it starts with the distant needling of a headache, something tugging, but the further she presses herself the more her body begins to protest. white specks dance within her vision, and for just a moment, everything goes black— until she's jarred back to the present by the resistance of something solid, another outsider.

the kit clatters to the floor, hand unconsciously fleeing to their arm to brace herself. )
S-Sorry. I— ( a small note, another thundering pull between her temples. ) Must have lost my balance.

▶ IV. MAID DAY.
006. — all that frills.

( it's not as if she's isn't used to a petite skirt, but she normally feels a bit less... exposed than the outfit the nanobots designed for — equipped with a silken bow around her throat and a top cinched tight enough about her waist to steal a breath. of course, there's the manner of the frilly skirt, all snapped together with a pair of lace-trim stockings. UPGRADE COMPLETE! glimmers in the corner of her vision, almost taunting.

[ a. ]   ( you might find her lingering near the living quarters, attempting to loosen the corset's lace at the small of her back when she spots yours. )
I think I'll wait until the line goes down a little bit.

[ b. ]   ( or maybe she's decidedly now in line beside yours glancing back at the long-limbed trail of bodies all with paperwork in hand, seemingly just as endless as the one yawning before them. a cherry tint colors her cheeks — maybe if she can find some way of assisting anyone with questions, the line might budge the slightest bit faster. she feels as if she has to keep smoothing down the back of the skirt to make sure it covers... everything, heat swelling to her chest.

mostly, she keeps to herself, but she certainly wouldn't mind a bit of small talk to distract her from it all. )

▶ WILDCARD & OOC.
( i figured i noveled enough despite being tempted to throw up multiple different circumstances for each prompt! arrival is open to other freshly awakened outsiders or maybe a little comfort from someone that's been here awhile. truly feel free to throw anything and everything at her, including the kyoto & kaiju prompt. she's pretty well versed in kicking monsters' tushes, so she could be a decent help, whether needed or unexpected by yours. feel free to PM me here or add me on plurk @ [plurk.com profile] rosefret to discuss anything else!

as a note, i'm still deciding on a specific canonpoint, but thinking of taking tifa from somewhere in the heart of rebirth, for those familiar. p.s. i had to with the maid pic, ok. sue me. )

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