downtheroots | MARCH 2015

MARCH 2015

Uncertain if this is a game for you? Curious to see how your character would act in it?

Testing the waters?

Then take them on this very first Home Tree Test Drive!

directions

❀ Don't forget to read the Introduction , our Rules and the F.A.Q
❀ Post with your character with their name and canon in the subject line.
❀ Use the prompt(s) given here or make up your own!
❀ Both prose and comment spam format are welcome.
❀ Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to discuss OOCly while tagging.
❀ The Test Drive Meme can be used for your application's first person sample.
❀ This meme is is considered as OOC and not part of the game's canon.

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Welcome to the Faerie Feast!

After your have gained your wings, you are met by a feast on the second floor with all that the forest can offer you. Tables and chairs are set up everywhere along the walkway between the houses, allowing the new visitors to meet and greet - or try to hide in the corners and eat berries all by themselves.

Try your new wings to be the first to grab those delicious crumbs of walnut bread? Or say hi to your party lights, courtesy of some excited glow worms and flies that just want to be your best friends.

Explore how your new gem works, try put your leaf clothes or decide to head further into the tree, seeing just what kind of place your have stumbled into. Maybe you will even get a glimpse of those hairy legs on the fourth floor?

Night Gem Wing Inspiration ❀ Day Gem Wing Inspiration

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((OOC: Memoca is a character with wings for arms, so they've been replaced with Day Gem wings as of this TDM.))

A; FOOD...?!

[First order of business: After horrible limbless trauma and realizing your wing-arms have been replaced by fairy wings, stop trying to use them to fly. Because Memoca is not used to fairy wings at all and only ends up crashing against the tree.

With a big bruise on her forehead indicating her previous attempts at flight, she sits down at the convenient feast... before sticking her tongue out.]

Bleeeh.

[Memoca, be grateful.]

Don'tcha have any meat here?

B; ~~FISH~~ WORMS ARE FRIENDS

[Eventually, she'll decide to give into her stomach and start looking for actual food. Unfortunately, vegetables are still gross, as any twelve year old can agree. So, being literally twelve and a seagull girl, Memoca assesses her options.

She's about two inches tall-- short back home, even shorter now. The glow worms that fly around, providing party lights, range from slighter bigger to a lot smaller.

Memoca begins to creep up on the smaller ones... and pounces on it, knees pinning it down by the wing and fairy wings maneuvering to grab it.]

Gotcha! It's chow time~

[PLEASE DON'T LET HER EAT THE CUTE GLOW WORM IT'S SCREAMING FOR HELP]

C; NICE LEGS DAISY DUKES

Seriously, what is that?

[When you've been transported to a different world and shrunk down to two inches, a sane person would take several steps. These steps probably include 'avoid strange creatures which are larger than me until I am armed'.

Memoca does not appear to be taking this step.]

It can't be that scary. C'mon, come and see it with me!

[DON'T LISTEN TO THE SEAGULL GIRL, HER ADVICE LEADS TO THE BAD ENDING]

[As far as fairies go, Takatora is tall. He's also a man fond of pragmatism, and eating their sources of light and heat is the opposite of that.

Which is why he bends down, grabs Memoca by the back of her top, and physically hauls her off of the screaming glow worm. He's strong enough to dangle her above the floor, which he proceeds to do.]

Hey! Idiot, don't snack on the insects we're depending on.

[--Ah...

After staring helplessly as her prey flies away, Memoca suddenly begins to thrash in Takatora's grip, wings flapping violently.] Lemme go! Lemme go! What else am I supposed to eat!?

[IF WADDA WAS HERE SHE'D FUCK U UP]

[His grips remains firm for now -- he'll let her down only when he's satisfied that she'll leave the glow worms alone.]

The food that we're provided with. Or if you're that desperate for meat, go hunt an ant.

[They're the size of cats -- kind of -- so that's more than enough protein in his estimation.]

[She continues thrashing, and her own voice is almost reaching a squawking tone. ~~Memoca used Clamor! Lowered defenses of all foes!~~]

Fine, fine, I'll go hunt an ant! Now let me go! Buzzoff!

[She's going to try kicking Takatora. Not that she'll succeed, but hey.]

[Even if any land, they're extremely low down on his pain threshold. In fact, the sound of her shrill voice hurts way more than her kicks.]

Make sure that you do.

[It seems that he's trusting her this time, since he sets her down a moment later and folds his arms. He'll watch though, just in case.]

[When Memoca is set on the ground, she visibly ruffles her feathers (feathers...? more like hair) and shivers, glaring up at Takatora.

After some grumbling (and internal 'why is he the one in charge'), Memoca starts walking off.

And she looks back.

And continues walking.

And looks back.]

Jeez, I'm not gonna eat the glowy ones, okay? Stop watching!

[GO AWAY]

[Okay, that feather ruffling is almost cute.

At her outburst, Takatora rolls his eyes, very nearly smirking -- but he does turn away, leaving her to it.]

[She sticks her tongue out even longer in response. This is what she thinks about you, Takatora. Bleeeh.

...Eventually, she's going to be kicking a dead ant across the floor. What the fuck, that's gross?!]

I can't just eat an ant like this! [IT'S TOO SQUISHY AND GROSS glow worms are so much more bite-size.] Hey, does anyone know if there's any rocks here? I'm gonna start a fire.

[A FIRE

IN THE TREE]

[It seems that fate wants Takatora to intervene with her questionable life choices, as he just so happens to be passing by when she speaks out. Alarm immediately strikes him, and he stops in place and turns to face her.]

Are you trying to kill us all, little idiot? No fires!

[She's unbelievable. Leaving her to her own devices seems to be inviting trouble.]

Hey, who are you calling an idiot?! If you want to pick a fight, come and get it!

[She's like, half his size. Memoca, no.] It'll just be a little fire! I need to roast my ant!

[OR AT LEAST BOIL IT]

[She really takes brash to a whole new level.]

That's what the glow worms are for. They heat up the hot plates in our kitchens. Every home has one.

[He points out. You know what? He decides it's better to be thorough.]

You do know what a kitchen is, right?

[Like I said, her advice causes bad ending, guys. Don't listen to her.]

Wait, seriously? They're that hot? [Huh... maybe it's a good thing she didn't eat them. Next, she picks up the ant and glares at Takatora again.]

'Course I know what a kitchen is! I'm not a moron! Moron!

[She mumbles darkly to herself, hugging the dead ant close with one wing and using the tips of another to point to her eyes, then to Takatora.

Memoca, you're not that threatening...]

i said chow time

[It's a bit of a relief to see that, land or sea, some things never change. It's even more of one to see a familiar face. The two are almost enough to offset the more unsettling changes in both location and physique.

Almost, but still, this kind of reunion is...]

I don't think we're supposed to eat those, Memoca.

[... One that comes along with its own worries.]

[F-fine, she's let the damn bug fly. Though, Memoca isn't actually turned off by this series of events.

Her head turns almost immediately at that voice-- because there's no mistaking it. They were just in the dark room Sal sealed them in, and she was blacked out, but now--]

Wadda! You're heeeere!

[She's still hungry, but that's okay. Memoca will begin to flutter (flutter!) over before slamming Wadanohara with a hug.]

Uh, I'm not sure that's a good idea. *Alundra had never had the pleasure of fighting a giant spider before, but he has been chased by a giant. It wasn't much fun at all.*

You're such a chicken. Chicken! Even I'm a seagull, and I'm less chicken than you!

[??? Memoca, please? She suddenly fans out her pixie wings-- they're where her arms should be, replacing her previous seagull wings.] Let's test these new babies out.

[She flaps her wings almost violently, trying to get to the fourth level... but it looks like she's struggling to even meet the ceiling.]

*Alundra, perhaps sensing this might end in danger, starts to walk below where she's flying.* If it's too high, come down! We'll have to try something else.

Don't eat him! [ Borrower at 7 o'clock!

She's coming over to try to defend the poor little bug, tugging at Memoca's wings (arms???????). ]

He's not food, he's here to help us. Don't eat him!

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MARCH 2015

Memoca | Wadanohara and the Great Blue Sea

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first comment into tdm and she's already eating the npcs

B

OH MY GOD

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