Test Drive Meme #7

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Test Drive Meme #7

Hold me tight, it's getting cold.

INTRODUCTION ⇄ FAQ ⇄ APPLICATIONS

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

hells yeah

Footnotes

1. 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.
   
   
2. 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.

Comments

Crash Landing

[leovaldez]

[ Leo often goes to the beach to scavenge the wreckage for materials and parts. He has a small cart rigged up, mechanical and moves on it's own and just seems to follow Leo along without any indication that Leo's actually doing anything.

He's calls the cart Carlton but that's not really all that important but he often names his machines! This one doesn't have much a personality unfortunately. His daemon, a golden Archimedes's sphere floats along with them.

It's during one of these scavenges that apparently there's a new wave of arrivals. He sighs heavily when he comes across one, bleeding. ]

You gotta be kidding me.

[ He doesn't really give much of an explanation though but he's reaching into his magic tool belt to get a first aid kit. ]

Just your head hurt?

[tonality]

[ zane looks up at the sound of someone speaking to him -- it's not the one he would immediately recognize, and the small bubble of hope that crimson might have found him is popped before it even gains any traction.

instead, he spies a teenager -- younger than himself, but seeming to be getting along just fine in all this chaos. like it's just another day in the life.

(perhaps it is. he doesn't exactly know much about this world he's suddenly been thrown into.) ]

Yeah. [ zane nods, looking at the blood on his fingertips. ] That feels like it. [ he pauses, looking around. ] Is this a common thing around these parts?

[leovaldez]

[ Leo shrugs and he's rummaging through the first aid kid he retrieved. He gets some gauze and some antiseptic on it and then studies Zane for a moment. ]

Would you like me to clean that up or...

[ he offers the gauze. ]

And yeah... this happens every so often. You'll have something or other telling you the whole rundown soon.

[ Leo does not have the attention span to do that for him. ]

[tonality]

[ he isn’t sure what he’s cut himself on. perhaps it was something on the shore when he crash landed, or perhaps it had been something in all the chaos before he’d been ripped from his own world — and before he’d even finished the final season of suits, which he was still a little annoyed at. all that he knows is that he needs to get cleaned up, lest he end up with some kind of literally out of the world infection. ]

Yeah, sure, okay. [ and he’s pulling on an elastic band around his wrist, messily tying up the mess of dreaded braids that are going in every possible direction and giving leo a better view of the wound right at his hairline and down into his eyebrow. ]

Every so often people come falling out of the sky? [ his tone says it all. that’s definitely not something normal. ] That’s a new one.

[ He pauses a beat, giving Leo a curious once over. ]

You’re from here?

[leovaldez]

[ Once Zane manages to wrangle his hair out of the way it's much easier to see the wound. It doesn't look too bad but head wounds just bleed an annoying amount so it looked worse than it was. ]

It's not too bad. [ Leo informs him and then he's carefully starting to wipe at the cut attempting to cause the other the least amount of pain as he cleans it. ]

No. I came here like this a few months ago. You get used to it. There's a whole lot of new normal that's about to be thrown on your plate.