the temple of beginnings.we're all a little mad here.
Needless to say, the Circle has been out of sorts as of late.
Fortunately, the weather has stabilized — residents will find that they are no longer plagued with snowstorms or heat waves. However, it appears that the flora and fauna have...come to life. Vines may wind around your feet and legs, entrapping you in a vice-like grip. They will eventually let go, but it seems like you need to speak nicely to them first. Bizarre, but it'll get the job done.
Mushrooms have also sprouted and now sing at you when you pass by — they aren’t particularly good singers either. Trees extend their branches to poke at you from behind, but when you turn around you’ll find that no one is there.
...And worst of all, the flowers seem to be especially privy to your thoughts; when you’re close, they’ll blab out whatever is on your mind at the moment and will only be silenced once they are picked. Best of luck surviving in this more, er, animated environment! Perhaps even plant-life can be reasoned with…? Or destroyed.
That’s always an option, isn’t it?
oh my god they were roommates.
It isn’t a proper welcome until you’ve picked out your room! In the hallways, you may find a table or two offering cookies and tea as you survey your newfound surroundings. They seem to be left by invisible people . . . weird? The Unseen Servants seem to be playing a bit more nicely from your arrival, and seem to be apologizing for their antics with sweets! (These cookies, neverfear, are not magically cursed. They are just normal cookies.)
These rooms are a bit magical, you see — should you decide to room with another person (or multiple people), you’ll find that the room itself will accommodate your needs and expand accordingly. They look the same for the most part, so some might say that it would be wise to make your decision based on what your neighbors are like.
Say hello or potentially someone else’s room by accident; it’s a bit of a Russian roulette.
Regardless, it seems that this is your new home in sense of the word. Make the most of it!
wildcard.
The Temple is a pretty big place! The Forest of the Fey stretches on endlessly, Lake Dona (and the resident Nessie) is free to explore, and there are plenty of creatures who are curiously inspecting the new arrivals.
The wyverns seem to be particularly precocious today, given the singing mushrooms, the psychic flowers, and the new people checking into new rooms! They are relatively harmless (as are most of the creatures in the Temple), but can be pretty annoying . . . especially if you have something resembling a snack in your hand.
At any rate, free to explore the rest of the Temple, the Forest, or the Lake at your leisure! Unless otherwise designated in the bestiary, everything is free to play/free to explore. :)
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. . . I don't mean to be rude, but I'm not entirely sure whether you're a new member of the Circle, or a practical joke from Astoria herself.
[ after all, it had been something of a circus, the last few days.
maybe he ate something weird and he's hallucinating right now.
there can only be one explanation for a talking ball of slime, and drugs are clearly it. ]
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Well, miss Astoria did bring me here, I arrived a little bit ago. [ Rimuru rolls a bit, to come closer to the other person.] Something about helping saving worlds. It's all a bit confusing, honestly...
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Did she turn you into this, or is this your . . . regular form?
[ how do you ask "what are you" without sounding rude? it's a question lotor received a lot, in his own world, and it aggravated him, to no end, to have people question his bloodline and heritage. he doesn't want to impose a similar question on someone else, but honestly, why is a talking slime in his bedroom???? ]
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[ as a demonstration, Rimuru transforms back into his human form ] This is my normal form from now on.
Though I still prefer to be a slime...
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I have to admit, that is rather . . . fascinating.
[ unique, certainly. ]
I have never encountered a being such as yourself before. A slime, you said?
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Hm! I'm a slime! And you? Are you an elf? [ he sure looks like an elf! And he is a hottie, that's how elves are. ]
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[ whatever an elf is. ]
I've never heard of such a species before.
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[ well. a discussion of what he is, that's a complicated question. he is galran, but he's also altean, and in his own world, lotor didn't bother to explain himself. the blood purists called him a half-breed, and others just referred to him as prince, or emperor, to avoid causing an awkward conversation entirely.
to be asked bluntly (though lotor should have expected, given he opened the door) is a little bit surprising to him, because he's simply not used to it, but he eventually answers with: ]
I am a member of the Galran race. [ best to just leave the alteans (and, honestly, allura) out of it, for now. ] I am their Emperor, back home, though the Galran species varies from world to world. We are a diverse race, and not everyone looks like me.