MARCH 2015

[thecanopycrew]

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. prompt 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?

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[sirpisspot]

[Giant pigeon, right.

For one second, he still hoped he was hallucinating from some weird wine. One second later, he realized that wasn't the case. Shame. Fine, whatever, if he could accept having these wings, he could accept giant pigeons.

Or maybe he was small and the pigeon was normal sized, he hadn't thought of that until now. He felt shorter.

That didn't explain the pigeon talking.]

Well, monsieur...pigeon, I can assure you it tasted fine.

[espigeonage]

[It's both funny and a little uncomfortable that everyone seems surprised by him. Yuuya's good at only showing what he wants to show. His tail does not shake with amusement, his feathers do not flatten with dismay, he cocks his head.]

Oh? It seemed to disagree with you. By the way, it's Yuuya Sakazaki. Just Sakazaki, if you wish to be so formal as to use monsieur.

[sirpisspot]

[Sorry, he saw many pigeons. Not pigeons like Yuuya, ever.]

No, no I just hope to taste nothing but-

[A roll of his eyes and a shrug, he followed that up.]

It doesn't matter anymore, I suppose. Seeing as everything else is here and as real as these cursed wings.

[Oh wait, right. Pigeon. Things used to having wings.]

No offense, monsie--Sakazaki.

[espigeonage]

[No, there's no one quite like Yuuya.]

Ah. The pinch test didn't work either, I suppose! If this is a dream there is someone keeping us in it. [there may have been the faintest grim note there. It's quickly forgotten.]

And no offense taken, these are... strange. If you put your bit of gem down they conveniently go away, but it seems flight's a requirement to moving around much here.

[sirpisspot]

I'm still hoping it's a dream.

[That was said with realization it wasn't. He tried the pinch test, he tried it all and kept hoping. The bread was the last straw, and everything was now sent into chaos probably.

At least chaos was what he assumed. He did cock a brow at Yuuya, finding things more curious than the fact Yuuya was a pigeon amazingly. But then, he realized he didn't introduce himself yet. So he did.]

Still yet, it's Arno. Arno Dorian.

[So now, his question.]

You sound like you know of this place.

[espigeonage]

Even if it is, that doesn't make it transitory or harmless. Not in a case like this

Salut, Arno! [yes, he is a French-Japanese talking pigeon. Who tilts his head.] Not much! I've been here an hour or so and done a share of looking about. And, well, I know a thing or two about being trapped in dreams. It's been known to happen, after all.

[sirpisspot]

[Oh, and it knew French. By now, not the weirdest thing by a long stretch. They had crossed that line with "giant pigeon". Oh, and being kidnapped and obtaining wings he guessed. That too.]

How do-

No, nevermind. I don't need to know.

So, have you found anything else interesting?

[espigeonage]

Only that were you to climb higher up this central shaft [he gestures to point with his beak] it ends in a dark hole covered with a spiderweb, and what may be a spider beyond it! We cannot ascend beyond that, even outside of the tree - nor can we go far in any other direction. It is as if this is in a glass bowl.

[sirpisspot]

So...none of us could just fly and leave.

Don't know what I expected but I doubt our captors wouldn't just let their captives fly away.

[So that brought up a question though.]

No one has tried to break through the web, then?

[espigeonage]

It would be a curious lapse. This seems like a great deal of trouble to go to. Perhaps at some point someone will appear to tell us why.

I have not, but I am unarmed. [He has guns. Yes, Yuuya is packing. Not that they're that good a choice against giant spiderwebs.] Whoever manages to get through will have to handle what lies beyond as well, and I am not much of a fighter. [He knows pigeon martial arts. They probably work differently with feathery arms than wings though.]

[sirpisspot]

If not me, then someone will surely try it.

[The matter was when, and that would be interesting.]

I, myself, would love to get back to France as soon as possible.

[He assumed this pigeon knew this country.]

[espigeonage]

Oh, I'm sure! And then things will get very exciting, I'm sure.

[Giant spider rampaging through the inside of the tree. That will be something to see.]

Heh. I haven't been back there in a couple years! [His tail trembles side to side, a sign of amusement.] So, then, just where do you hail from?

[sirpisspot]

[Okay, fine. A semi friendly conversation it was then. Arno wasn't going crazy yet, might as well be friendly to the locals. Maybe "forcibly" locals, but whatever.]

You've actually visited France? I doubt my France was your France.

[France is France, right??]

But if you must know, I was born and raised in Versailles but I did a fair amount of business in Paris.

[Right. Business.]

[espigeonage]

Well of course! My mother was born there, and I think one of my father's parents may have, as well. I lived in the south for a few years, as a child. Still go back to visit Maman, sometimes.

[yeah they don't detail where much in canon plus I don't know much about the country.]

Very nice. And, no, perhaps not quite the same France! Please, indulge me - what is the year?

[sirpisspot]

Last I remember, it was 1794. I would be honestly surprised if that was even close to your year.

[He crossed his arms, he couldn't wait to hear this.]

[espigeonage]

[And here he'd thought it was weird talking to someone born two centuries ago.

Unlike in his more cartoony icons Yuuya has no facial expressions to change and is good at controlling the shifts in feathers and stance which make up bird body language. His irises are so dark that his pupil sizes changing are almost invisible to human eyes. Yuuya's big white tail trembles just noticeably, a kind of smothered laugh, but his voice is calm.]

...Well. I see! A busy period, I think.

[sirpisspot]

[Were you serious right now? Was it really so weird to see a man from so long ago? If Arno were more childish, he'd remark on how Yuuya should talk. Acting like that, THE NERVE, right?

But. He didn't. Not entirely.]

What? Is that so strange?

[Pigeon Man.]

[espigeonage]

[not being helpful~]

Well! Perhaps not. It does seem there are representatives here from many different times, and worlds as well. Not a question of "a vengeful creature scooped up everyone at a party to get at the man who killed it" here, apparently. Not this time.

[sirpisspot]

Now that, my new bird friend, sounds crazy.

But again, I think we've reach crazy by now. So who knows? Maybe a ghost did bring us here to watch us all fly around at each other for its amusement?

[espigeonage]

It truly was.

Haha, maybe! As I understand it, in that case as well it was quite some time before the nature of the trap revealed itself. Until then the abductees, most of them, had a merry little time thinking it was a dream.

[sirpisspot]

Well, I pray we solve this before the trap truly gets us then.

[He raised a piece of the bread, the same one he took a bite of before.]

Until then, to our health, and perseverance.

[espigeonage]

Cheers!

[hmm. Picking things up using hands. Yuuya manages to turn his palm-up, the feathers like long sleeves, and flexes slender clawed fingers.]