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slipstreaam‌:

“Well, I haven’t! But my friend Winston’s from the moon, so… I know someone from space.” That age old debate of whether or not Winston was an alien was a very tempting topic to bring up but for once she stopped herself. That could be a conversation for another time. “Guess not all alien’s are nice.” She mused; it would be foolish to expect such anyway. Still, she flashed him a bright smile, “I’m glad you escaped though!”

Guess tape just wasn’t the answer. She had placed the nerf guns in front of him but as he voiced some concern, she picked one up and aimed it at him. “It’s not hard, you just aim… and shoot!” She pulled the trigger and the orange nerf bullet hit his chest. “It’s up to you, love. I don’t need them anymore, I got my pistols back; got ‘em the other day.” She set the nerf gun down again and instead withdrew her real pistols. However, his next question caused her to laugh somewhat nervously; did he need a weapon? Well…

“You, uh… got here at a good time, actually. Some shit went down not so long ago. You know… just… afewmonstersandstuff… aha… uh… it’s probably best to have something to defend yourself with. I don’t know who’s in charge here but I think they like to mess with us.” It wasn’t just the nasty surprises the city threw at them– there were some unsavoury characters here too, you never know when you find yourself in trouble and honestly, if you’re friends with Lena.. trouble is sure to follow.

“I’ve been here about a month, I think. It’s hard to keep track.”

“You know someone from the moon?” Not much could impress Matt a la space, but this could be something new. “Are they a, uh-” could Matt say alien? Was that offensive? Maybe he should have asked the evil dictators who kept him captive. Oh, wait. “You know, a moon native?” Close enough.

Matt held his hands up in fake fear, and as Lena shot him, he groaned. “Oof!” he laughed, picking up the foam bullet. “Well, since my staff- wait, sorry, what?” Did Lena just say monsters? Matt looked at his staff, then back at the NERF guns. Matt could hold his own, but if his staff was broken...

“Actually,” Matt reached for the NERF guns, “I think I’ll take these after all.” He got up onto his knees and tucked the guns into his belt. Having this extra weight felt... really weird. But if Lena could get used to them, so could Matt. Maybe he could get tips from Lance!

“So someone set up the monsters to attack? They don’t just live here?” That calmed Matt slightly. At least he won’t get attacked for no reason.

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themagehero replied to your post: every inch of my body: apply for graham from kings...

[As long as he doesn’t have to deal with ‘a poiiiisooonnoouus snaaaakeee’ then things should be fine.]

i gotta rp graham just to see the stupid ways he can die in isola

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every inch of my body: apply for graham from kings quest

me, just trying to live my life: leave me alone

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lostgentlesoul‌:

“Oh hah hah hah.” Kadoc actually laughed at that sort of, a small smile coming across his face. “It’s not called chakra it’s called mana. Though I guess it’s the same thing.” He shook his head. “But yeah, you’d be fine.”

“At least people don’t try to charge you a crazy amount of money to cleanse your mana or whatever.” Mana was different. Matt knew mana. He was a nerd, of course he knew mana. “You know, I, oddly, still don’t want to be shocked. Fancy that.”

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artificist‌:

⚙️ - Her coughing fit was cut short once Matt had approached, Paprika trying to recompose herself. Which isn’t as easy as one would think given she just stopped herself from drowning (from her own lack of forethought).

“I’ll be fine…” She managed after getting her breathing under control. “Just need to consider investing in a Cosmogill or other breathing apparatus for this lake.”

Of course, Matt didn’t know what a cosmogill was, but he figured out what the redhead meant from context. Some kind of artificial gill to use to go under water? But why?

“Is there something down there?” Matt looked from the elf to the water, trying to peer in. Of course there was something down there. Why else would she be trying to get in? “What is it?”

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lostgentlesoul‌:

“Never tried it on air before… I think it has to be something living and moving…. I mean, it’s not like I use actual electricity to do it. You just… can’t move or do anything for a few minutes is all.” He shrugged before looking around. “Kinda a self defensive ability I guess.”

“So I’d still remember everything if you did shock me?” No, Matt, don’t let Kadoc use his jellyfish magic on you, stupid. “Oh, god, are you saying it uses chakras or whatever? This isn’t a ninja anime.” Maybe... maybe magic was kind of bullshit.

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A certain princess had found the Suikawari booth, and of course she was going to take the chance to test her strength out. Blindfolded, Lucina gripped the stick in her hand as she approached the watermelon that was laid out on the towel on a concrete board before taking a deep breath.

“HYAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

The stick came down on the fruit. The watermelon practically burst, red fruit and seeds splashing anyone near by. The stick and concrete did not survive either; both the towel and the concrete were split in half and the wooden stick was broken in pieces. The blue haired princess lifted the blindfold up, blinking with a smile.

     “How did I do?”

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A festival had been the last thing on Matt’s mind, until it actually happened. Then it was the only thing on Matt’s mind. The lights, the food, and, now, the pretty girl holding a pretty sizeable stick up to a watermelon. Matt smirked a little, knowing that if she didn’t smash the melon, Matt could waltz in and show her how to handle a staff--

Matt’s stupid fantasy came to a grinding halt when the fruit exploded, juice spraying directly onto his face. He had wanted to impress a girl, but instead, the girl had impressed him.

“Amazingly well,” Matt mumbled. “I can see you practice.” Practice? This girl had been trained. And whoever trained her -- well, Matt kind of wanted in.

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automataorchid‌:

“Different universes…I’ve…heard of something like that before.”

Almost dealt with something like that before, she thinks, grabbing Lloyd’s hand to squeeze. She could…no, she’d wait. Matt seemed like a really sweet man, however Orchid knew she really shouldn’t go around blabbing about Lloyd’s powers and origins to every nice stranger she met. All in good time. But Matt did bring up a really interesting possibility…

“Where I’m from, we have several different skydoms…these are like…clusters of countries and islands separated by nigh uncrossable terrain and winds, without a specialized ship and map…so it really does feel like we’re in a different skydom. Or universe…”

She pauses for a moment and considers Matt’s words, smiling up at him again.

“You seem really knowledgeable, so if you can figure out a way to travel from here…that’d be amazing. I can help you too! If you want! Then, or…now even! Do you remember what Ward you were told your lodgings would be in? I can lead you!”

“Skydoms? Sounds like space crafts but with even more hassle.” Where was Orchid from? Living on floating islands... it all seemed a bit too much for Matt. But if they were from different universes, maybe that’s how Earth ended up. Did global warming mess the Earth up so bad that they had to start living on manmade floating islands? Matt could ask later.

“Oh, don’t worry about me! I know where my lodgings are!” Matt didn’t need any help. That he could think of. Wait. Oh! Yes, he did! “Hold on, I have a question. Food. I’ve noticed a few people living here are... well, kids. Teens. Do you have to pay for things around here? Get jobs? I don’t have my resume with me.”

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lostgentlesoul‌:

“………. Yes, Matt. I’m a jellyfish.” He said with a dead pan expression. “No, it’s hard to explain honestly. Especially since… well… you’re not a magus yourself.” He said, crossing his arms. “I’d show you but the only one here I could demonstrate on is you.”

How much did Matt wanna see this magic in action? He’d be getting frozen by Kadoc the Jellyfish Wizard, but also, he’d be his own guinea pig in his experiment. Which, for one, was the most moral way to conduct an experiment, since no one else was being exploited, or something. But also, he might not be able to remember the results.

“I’ll pass.” Not today, Kadoc. “Could you, like, do it in the air, though? I wanna see if there’s anything that comes out of your hands.”

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lostgentlesoul‌:

“No no no I’m not a blood magus or anything. That’s… not close at all. I’m.. well, I can make people freeze… Like… I’m kind of a human stun gun if I had to put into more modern terms.” He paused and looked to the side. “I… had a good compatibility with something, but it’s useless here anyways. Now the other mages on my team? Well, who were on my team, those are the ones you wanna go starry eyed on.” He put his hands in his pockets now. 

“I... okay, but how?” Matt loved magic and shit, don’t get him wrong, but he knew that was fiction. In reality, physics ruled all. Even magic. Energy couldn’t just be created. And humans couldn’t just taze people. Right? “No, hold on, that’s still cool, I just- how?” Matt wanted to grab at Kadoc’s wrists, but his hands were shoved in his pockets. Ugh. “Like, is there an energy conversion in your palms? Are your nerves similar to jellyfish? Are you a jellyfish, Kadoc?”

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wolfistics‌:

    He thinks about the population that resides here, wonders who they are and if they’re all captured individuals like himself or if they willingly brought themselves to wherever the location exactly was. Obviously, if this guy was telling the truth, he didn’t come here on his own accord, though the people in the background didn’t seem to share their same concern. It was possible that time had worn them down, forced them into acceptance and they simply didn’t care where they were anymore. Though it was also possible that they wanted to be here. 

  “I know.” He clarifies, eyes giving a roll as he brings his attention back to Matt’s face. “You made it clear you weren’t leader material the moment you started whining.” And maybe even crying, but he wasn’t sure if that had actually happened or not. “I don’t know what anyone is meant to do, either. But I don’t think it’s stealing.” He, personally wasn’t above going to the lengths for it, though he didn’t particularly want to go robbing anyone with this guy. Inhaling, he rolls his shoulders, attempting to loosen up lingering stress. “Why do I get the feeling if I did leave, you’d end up following me.” 

Matt knew he wasn’t a leader type, but hearing it from a stranger still kinda stung. Ow! He wasn’t that pathetic!

“If you left, I’d totally respect your boundaries, my man. I get the impression that you don’t really like me.” Maybe it was the way Jacob kept telling Matt that he didn’t really like him. “Buuuuut...”

“If you’re letting me tag along anyway, I’m not gonna say no!” Matt shimmied a little closer, but not daring to get too close, in case the bear bit him or something. “We don’t even have to steal. We can do, uh, whatever you’d wanna do, big guy.” Why was Matt keen on sticking around Jacob, anyway? Because he was hot? ... yeah. Yeah, because he was hot.

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dotchr‌:

Sorry, Matt. She does that a lot. She is the person to put out exposition, after all. Of course, usually you’re supposed to follow along but… well, let’s just say Monika’s gotten pretty damn tired of following the rules.

     “Oh, you played Dungeons & Dragons? We had a club like that back      in our school. … It was kind of infamous for bringing in some really      weird people, but they weren’t really harming anyone and they kinda      kept to themselves! It does seem kinda fun, pretending to be someone      you’re not! Gets you away from your problems, even if only for a little      bit.”

Oh, Matt - you have no idea. Considering how much she was silenced back in, ahem, her world, all Monika does now is talk. At the very least, he won’t have a problem with not having something to talk about, because she always has a topic on hand.

     “Let’s see… I prefer mystery novels myself! I also like horror novels      - not so much horror movies, before you ask. I find them to be cheap      and kinda boring after the first five jumpscares. Horror novels are      much better at building atmosphere. I’m actually the club president      of my literature club back in my world, so it’s not hard to get me sucked      into a book! I actually really like poetry. Writing poems is what I do best!”

At the mention of visual novels, Monika can’t help but frown a little.

     “Oh, I see… You know, visual novels are kind of strange… I could      never really get into them, mainly because it’s hard for me to go      from one option to another. I mean, you can’t do that in real life!      … Well, technically you can, but that would just mean you’re a      heartless person who doesn’t care about people. I guess it’s      easier to do so in fiction because the characters aren’t real and      everything. It’s easier to not feel guilty.”

“Weird people, huh?” Matt laughed. Yeah, he’d see himself as one of those ‘weird people’. Hell, when Matt was in high school, he was one of the weird boys who’d admire Monika from afar with a giant, useless crush, and no social skills to follow it up with. That seemed so much more significant back then, before Matt got kidnapped and... well, everything happened. “Yeah, people who play Dungeons and Dragons are pretty weird. But they grow up to be cool and handsome.” Just like Matt, he liked to think.

“Yeah, jumpscares suck...” Horror movies were better when Matt was a kid. Or maybe Matt was easier to scare as a kid. “You write poems? Wow, that’s cool! I don’t think I know enough words to ever write a poem.” They were meant to be all flowery and nice, and Matt could never do that.

Matt scratched the back of his neck. “I meant... graphic novels. I dunno, I looked at you and thought of visual novels instead. That’s kinda weird, huh?” Matt laughed a little. “Some visual novels are fun, though. I like the more action based ones... well, I guess those are point-and-click. Too bad the genre is full of trashy anime dating sims!” If only Matt knew.

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“Festivals are even more fun when you have a cute date to go with!”

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lostgentlesoul‌:

“Okay first off get the super magician mental image out right now I’m not like… Merlin or anything. My magic isn’t like that.” he said, waving a hand. “And I don’t think you want a demonstration.”

“But.” Matt put his hands together and held them to his mouth. “You can do magic.” It didn’t matter if all Kadoc could do was change his eye colour or whatever. It was still super amazing and cool. “What do you do? Is it, like, bad magic?”

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agaratnora‌:

A dab! A dab!! 

“Wait, wait,” she said, ideas bubbling in her throat. “Hang on, okay, do you know this one?”

Nora handed him the vuvuzela, the fidget spinner, and the bag of other gizmos. Let him do what he would with those. Still catching her breath, she got into position: hands in fists together in front of her, as if riding a horse. She bent her knees and trotted.

“Op, op, opa gangnam style,” she choked between laughs. 

Her energy quickly faded. Still winded, she put her hands on her knees and wheezed. “Holy shit… so blessed… so moved. Be my new best friend?”

Matt watched in suspended anticipation, clinging to the bag of fucking treasures and watching the other get into position. One fist over the other, and-- Matt howled, throwing his head back in laughter.

“Peng!” He could barely hold everything as he laughed, the fidget spinner hitting the floor in a spin, making Matt laugh more. Eventually, Matt could calm down, catching his breath and shaking his head.

“So best friend. Much friendship. Wow.” Matt exhaled. “I’m Matt. Holy shit. You’re amazing.”

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sugarandrainbowss‌:

A bunch? Where was this boy going to find a group of people to play his nerd game? She… wasn’t going to ask.

“I haven’t read in so long.” Being on the run for so long did leave Vanille without a lot of time. Not only that, but her involvement with Ragnarok… that was irrelevant.

“Funny, neither have I. Being stuck in space for a few years does that to you, I guess.” Matt moved away from the nerd books, wanting to try and find something Vanille would be more interested in. “What do you usually like reading? Romance novels?”

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slipstreaam‌:

She laughed at that– she couldn’t help herself, what a nerd! She shook her head, still laughing just a little bit. “Tracer’s just my call-sign, just call me Lena.” 

She’d nodded at his question and listened intently to what he had to say. Wow… he’d sure been through a lot, hadn’t he? Even if that wasn’t the whole story, it was enough. She thought she’d been through some shit. “Wow, love… you’ve really been through it, haven’t you? I’ve had my fair share of adventures and scrapes but that is something else. The fact that you’ve been to space is just so cool!” She leaned back on her hands, unable to hold back yet more laughter as she watched him perform his ‘badass ninja skills’. “Guess the tape didn’t work. Actually, do you want my old nerf guns? I chucked them down the hole a little while back but they came back for some reason…”

Okay, a set name, that was easier. Lena. A pretty name for a pretty lady -- come on, Matt, quit being so useless over girls. And guys, actually. Quit being so useless!

So Lena had been through some stuff, too? Matt was sure she was downplaying it - it was nice to be talking to another survivor of... something. It made what Matt went through seem a little less extreme. “Tons of people have been to space,” Matt laughed. Not all of them get captured. “I thought meeting aliens would be the impressive part!”

He set down his staff, bent in the middle, and leaned his elbows on his knees, his hands holding his chin. “There are some things tape can’t hold,” Matt shrugged. “Like, five entire things.” He looked over at the nerf guns and smirked a little. Lance would probably make some use out of those. “I’ve never... I mean, I use a staff. I’ve not fired a gun before.” Wait-- “Do I even need a weapon here? How long have you been here?” Were there any dangerous beings here, wherever Matt was? Oh, god, Matt had never thought of that. No thanks, he was done fighting now, please!