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Test Drive #16
Welcome to the Synodiporia Test Drive Meme! Below the cuts there are two new prompts, and here are the prompts from previous test-drives, which you’re still welcome to use in this post. When you comment, be sure you specify what prompt you want to play with, and please put up your own threadstarter—it makes for a much more friendly environment that a forest of bare toplevels! OCs are especially welcome! Please take a quick look at our Directory & familiarize yourself with the concept and setting of the game before you jump in.
Our upcoming app round runs October 25th–November 1st, but for once we’re breaking with tradition and instead of an upcoming Jaunt, we have a special, upcoming, multi-week Liminal Space event called Welcome to the World Series, which heralds the end of Phase Two and the start of Phase Three of the game of Synodiporia. Having chosen their Champions in Phase Two, the mysterious entities known as the Trumps are divvying up the rest of the Travelers--and in Phase Three they’re playing for keeps.
Prompt #43 is set in an agricultural-themed liminal space—with a bit of fabrics and crafts thrown in.
Prompt #44 is set in the dreaming realm known as Questing Country. Here, with the aid of their Animal Companions, young lucid dreamers from a variety of species (crystalline Hecatites, long-lived Elves, aquatic Vodyanoi, bone-spurred and four-armed Spartoi, scaled Gorgons with their petrifying abilities and tentacled hair, and your bog-standard humans) fight together as Champions against the monsters that arise from the collective unconscious of their species… for now, anyway. At least until they grow up, burn out, or go wrong.
Prompt #43
Right now, Liminal Space is a patchwork of farmland--a literal patchwork, as the ground under the Travelers’ feet is printed fabric, sewn together as if it were a quilt. One patch has a field of lettuce, another a printed field of corn and so on and so forth. Just about every crop is represented in quilted form, including ones that aren’t exactly… standard. Or legal.
Crocheted farm animals roam atop the fields, making needle-clicking sounds whenever they open their mouths, beaks, and snouts. Here and there lie irons, face down, luckily not at all hot. If you climb on top of one, it should be possible to ride it around like a tractor.
As for the farmhouse, barn, and silo? Travelers might be able to see the plush shape of them on the horizon, but no matter how long they travel in that direction, they’ll never get any closer.
Prompt #44
Whether Fire Mushrooms from Nuclear Winter, Men-in-Black from Conspiracy Country, Plague Vectors from the Softened Caverns, Horned Masters from the Stealing Ships, or any of the manifold Nightmares that haunt Questing Country and cause it to summon its Champions, there is one thing all these enemies have in common: they arise from the fears and worries of their world.
Some of these Nightmares are seasonal.
It’s Exam Season again on Hecate, the annual time during its longer-than-Earth year when the young people of that planet take the tests that will determine both their future careers and their very right to be regarded as adults in Hecatite society--as well as the annual practice exams to ready them for it. To be young and Hecatite during Exam Season is to be in a very stressful situation, no matter your capabilities. So much is riding on the results.
So it’s really not surprising that the twenty-foot-tall Test Proctors from the Hallowed Halls of Education positively swarm from the time that the tests begin until the day the results are posted. The Proctors work to corner any young person they can find, essaying volley after volley of exam questions at them until they fail or give up or attack the Proctor--and that’s when the Proctors get nasty.
Our upcoming app round runs October 25th–November 1st, but for once we’re breaking with tradition and instead of an upcoming Jaunt, we have a special, upcoming, multi-week Liminal Space event called Welcome to the World Series, which heralds the end of Phase Two and the start of Phase Three of the game of Synodiporia. Having chosen their Champions in Phase Two, the mysterious entities known as the Trumps are divvying up the rest of the Travelers--and in Phase Three they’re playing for keeps.
Prompt #43 is set in an agricultural-themed liminal space—with a bit of fabrics and crafts thrown in.
Prompt #44 is set in the dreaming realm known as Questing Country. Here, with the aid of their Animal Companions, young lucid dreamers from a variety of species (crystalline Hecatites, long-lived Elves, aquatic Vodyanoi, bone-spurred and four-armed Spartoi, scaled Gorgons with their petrifying abilities and tentacled hair, and your bog-standard humans) fight together as Champions against the monsters that arise from the collective unconscious of their species… for now, anyway. At least until they grow up, burn out, or go wrong.
Prompt #43
Right now, Liminal Space is a patchwork of farmland--a literal patchwork, as the ground under the Travelers’ feet is printed fabric, sewn together as if it were a quilt. One patch has a field of lettuce, another a printed field of corn and so on and so forth. Just about every crop is represented in quilted form, including ones that aren’t exactly… standard. Or legal.
Crocheted farm animals roam atop the fields, making needle-clicking sounds whenever they open their mouths, beaks, and snouts. Here and there lie irons, face down, luckily not at all hot. If you climb on top of one, it should be possible to ride it around like a tractor.
As for the farmhouse, barn, and silo? Travelers might be able to see the plush shape of them on the horizon, but no matter how long they travel in that direction, they’ll never get any closer.
Prompt #44
Whether Fire Mushrooms from Nuclear Winter, Men-in-Black from Conspiracy Country, Plague Vectors from the Softened Caverns, Horned Masters from the Stealing Ships, or any of the manifold Nightmares that haunt Questing Country and cause it to summon its Champions, there is one thing all these enemies have in common: they arise from the fears and worries of their world.
Some of these Nightmares are seasonal.
It’s Exam Season again on Hecate, the annual time during its longer-than-Earth year when the young people of that planet take the tests that will determine both their future careers and their very right to be regarded as adults in Hecatite society--as well as the annual practice exams to ready them for it. To be young and Hecatite during Exam Season is to be in a very stressful situation, no matter your capabilities. So much is riding on the results.
So it’s really not surprising that the twenty-foot-tall Test Proctors from the Hallowed Halls of Education positively swarm from the time that the tests begin until the day the results are posted. The Proctors work to corner any young person they can find, essaying volley after volley of exam questions at them until they fail or give up or attack the Proctor--and that’s when the Proctors get nasty.
Kazuichi Souda | Dangan Ronpa-series
Liminal Space had always been weird in Kazuichi's opinion, but this was still a little bit too strange in his opinion. Maybe if he was into knitting or something, he'd be able to enjoy it but for a mechanic like him there wasn't much to do. No voices of engines, no robotic sound and worst of all: nothing to tinker with. It's almost like being back at the island, but even there he had something. Like his alarm clock.
"Why would you even ride an iron? The sensation of an engine underneath you is the best part of a vehicle..!" Well, for Kazuichi it's the only good part, considering his horrible motion sickness. "They don't even look like I can dismantle them."
His best option was probably going back to the workshop to work on something there. There were others who enjoying tinkering like he did, so he'd be able to get some parts and ideas from them at least. He should really learn his way to manipulating liminal space itself.
Prompt 44 (infiltrating)
As the Adversary of Tinkering, Zechs wasn't very interested in helping out the poor students against the Proctors. There wasn't anything for him but danger and that didn't suit a coward like him. Coward and a little selfish, he tended to just sit back and watch what was going on around him.
Occasionally, he does interact with the poor students - just to send them back to where they were so they wouldn't trouble him. "What do I look like, a charity worker?"
When the Proctors happen to notice him, he's well on his way to escape from where he is - quickly building something with his magic to fly off.
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And he'd better be ready to, as there's a baton flying at his face - easily recognisable as a lightcycle baton, on closer inspection.
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"Wow, seriously? A lightcycle?" His overlay didn't have motion sickness so it was his main way of traveling around the Grid. No he's not so sure if he could use it... but examining and tinkering? Could do, definitely. "You're really giving me one?"
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"This is the best welcome-back present I can imagine. Thanks, Claudia-san!"
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He knows what it is, so obviously he was on the Grid somewhere, but as far as Claudia can tell he hasn't been around since, up to now.
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Granted, with Tower taking an interest, Ninjaville was never not gonna be ridiculous and messy, but.
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"When you say for a while... does that mean we're doing better?"
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"January just managed to be a full-on peaceful transition."
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"I hope the good luck streak continues even now... even if it looks like our hosts are more in the game now." That meeting he had with [his Arcana] was super scary even if it probably shouldn't have been. Don't just throw him into a place like that straight from a dungeon.
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Ah, Traveler life.
"They're definitely more in the game."
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"Did all you guys meet one of them or is it just special for those who're returning?"
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"They went through and snapped up everyone who hadn't been picked in the meantime, and talked to the rest of us while they were at it."
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"... sounds like things are getting real then." Ugh, he hopes he won't be investigating in any dangerous jaunts. Infiltrator life suited him much better.
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"Just a bit. From everything we've been able to put together, Devil and Tower are really the only ones interested in doing deathmatch-y shit with us, so that's something. And if there's one thing everyone can agree on it's that those two should be boxed out of the competition just as soon as we can manage it."
...Hopefully they won't end up facing off. NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
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"As long as they don't get to decide what we do it's fine, right?"
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Can he return to his dungeon. It was much nicer there all of a sudden.
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And since they're the two least popular, she doesn't see them being a late-match pairing. Hopefully common sense will prevail early on, then.
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