xistentiaooc | Test Drive Meme #7

Test Drive Meme #7

Hold me tight, it's getting cold.

CRASH LANDING

Exit one dimension, enter the next. It was chaos: pressure against your ears, light bending in an impossible, unimaginable way. The very molecules of your body vibrating against one another. If you have windows, the view outside makes no sense. Even if not, your hands, your face, your feet seem like an uncertain thing. It's the feel of reality itself tearing apart, reshaping, reconnecting, thread by thread.

And suddenly, there's a beach— or ocean, whichever you land in. Smoke. Fire. Salt water churning up, fizzing around, almost at odds with the layer of thick snow over everything.

Maybe you crash, in a ship wrecking into sand. Maybe you merely stumble out of a portal, a ragged wormhole in space. Or maybe you fall off the back of an incredible steed, some creature that carried you into this place. Either way, there's pandemonium around you. Incredibly, severe injuries are far and few between— nobody's screaming about the dead. But you might have to help pull someone free of wreckage, or move quickly to salvage burning belongings from the landing craft. Maybe it's the crafts themselves, that you're trying to salvage.

Likely, you don't know them, these other strangers who arrived here^[1]. Maybe you don't trust them— you just came out of a dying world, after all. But you all have one thing in common: you're here now.

When you get a second to breathe, maybe you'll see it. The snowy forest across the sand. Beyond that, the glint of a faraway city.

The Winter Festival

Your first party in Xistentia^[2] is wild, unexpected combination of cultures celebrating the winter holidays from around the Multiverse. Some of them are of contemporary Earth-- Diwali, Christmas, and Hannukkah are all represented, along with the Lunar New Year accelerated somewhat ahead of schedule. You'll find sticky rice pudding, samosas, Henna tattoos, dreidels, chocolate coins, and lanterns in dozens of shapes and sizes. The liquor is plentiful too. All the classics, from wine to mead.

If you aren't familiar with mistletoe, you'll be happy to know that F.A.T.E.S. will prevent unexpected smooches from landing on your face unless you assent. But there is certainly a lot of it around.

However, from unfamiliar worlds, there are a number of other unusual traditions. One of those is Mutuya, a practice from a dwarven land of lightbringing. Two partners, selected at random, get two torches they must carry outside and walk around the snowy building, keeping each other lit. Upon their return, they pass their torches onto a random person— or try again, if they failed. Those who succeed to bring the light back then write a wish on a tapestry hung in the center of the room. You'll notice a lot of people are wishing to return home and save their worlds.

Interestingly, there is even a space for those who disapprove of the interfaith mingling to debate or discuss the mingling of faiths.

NETWORK

As of December 2017, Xistentia now has its own 'friending app.' You can use it to make connections with new people! But beware, your daemon may well post without your permission, and things could get pretty embarrassing.

F.A.T.E.S. thought it was a pretty good pun: Synchr. Get it? Like sinker? Hook, line, and?

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CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

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Footnotes

Some of these can be nameless, plot-device NPCs to facilitate interactions! But even in this case, please avoid gore in describing their current state of being. Anyone dead or catastrophically injured will have disappeared by the time your characters make it to Xistentia. There are no corpses or dying here.
If you decide to join the game, this party will lead to the world-hop in December, detailed in the announcement! Features include The Grinch and Whoville.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Ah. It's understandable to bit in denial though he admits most people aren't as... lively as this woman is. It's not a bad thing, not by any means, but guilt does gnaw at him that he has to be the bearer of such bad news for her.

"No, we are in a dimension called Xisentia. It is a safe haven where the other worlds are apparently not."

No... This man has to be lying. There is no way he is telling the truth. She cannot sense any falsehoods coming from him though.

"No... I have to go back."

She has to complete the mission her mother, father, sisters and her people have entrusted her to. Leanne goes to try and stand up again.... Only to collapse forward the moment she put weight on a foot. Her wings resting on the ground behind her.

"Don't strain yourself," he says, firmly yet still surprisingly gentle. "We will return you to your world. We have a relationship with an entity called F.A.T.E.S. that is helping to make sure all the worlds out there are safe and secure again."

It's a lot to take in, probably, but there's no real way of sugarcoating things.

She goes to flare her wings in an attempt to look bigger. "No, I have to get back now. I have to hurry back."

She attempts to get back up but still stumbles and falls.

"You can't," he says, just as firm but not unkind. He understands her fear, her panic. They had been the same ones he had shared upon arrival and had it not been for Era- It's likely he wouldn't be as put together then or now.

"Not right away, at least. You will, in time, but trust me when I say if you try to return now nothing will change."

"You don't know that! How do you know if what they said is true?" She growls and even goes to start baring her teeth at him. Allowing herself to be just a little feral if it will prove her point more.

Okay, lets try this one more time... Why must she be so weak right now?!? With her wings flares, she tries to flap them in order to see if she can move by that mean.

"Because I have lived it for the past several months," he retorts, not intimidated by her fangs. He has faced Dravanians first-hand and doesn't back down from such displays of power. "I have returned to my world and seen what good it has done, being here. I know that what we are doing is right but that- It takes time, m'lady."

Oh crap, usually when fangs are displayed, it causes others to back off. Why didn't he back off?! "What if you really don't have time, my lord? What if the time you have is limited?"

Usually. Aymeric is proud to say, however, that he is a man of a bit more fortitude than that.

"Time is supposed to stop back home while you are here. From what I experienced, that seems to be true."

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