TDM 01

[ride_technicians]

↞NAVIGATION

WE DON'T

A quiet beep and a series of mechanical clicks draw you to consciousness once more, regardless of how you found yourself on the other side of dark weightlessness. You open your eyes to find yourself standing within the gates of a seemingly rundown amusement park, the forward motion of your feet suggesting you had just stepped through the turnstile directly behind you. A look backward also reveals a row of faceless, inky shadow figures, all seemingly waiting for you to move out of the way and allow them to enter after you.

Another beep, and should you choose to investigate, you will notice a small screened device embedded within the flesh of your left wrist (or elsewhere should that be impossible) The screen itself is dark with static aside from a bright red heart monitor that moves about in the top right corner. It's locked on that glitching, garbled visage, and doesn't respond to any taps or shakes of the wrist.

Floodlights click on from high above, providing a new source of lighting outside of the fiery sunset sky and revealing that this park may not have been as rundown and abandoned as it had first seemed. Off key music blares from somewhere unseen, loud enough to cause discomfort but not severe enough to rattle the teeth from your skull. Previously motionless figures suddenly begin to move, articulating and bending in uncanny ways as they wave and beckon you in towards the park. Their porcelain masks plaster on a cheerful demeanor despite the cracked and dirty state of the masks they wear. Stretched out across the promenade is a clearly handmade sign, the once-white cloth dirtied with years of dirt and grime. Even so, the words GRAND REOPENING! are a clear and stark contrast, painted in some dark liquid that oozes and drips onto the cobblestone below. Streamers and string lights drape haphazardly across the buildings and over the walkway, accompanied by several dozen sad balloons that seem to have lost the majority of their helium long ago.

In the distance looms the dark foreboding shape of a massive Ferris Wheel, standing motionless like a silent sentinel keeping watch over its dominion.

One of the masked dancing figures ripples its way towards you, shoving a pamphlet towards you with a hand that doesn't seem to possess any proper joints for the fingers to move the way they do. This close it's easier to spot that the dark void behind the eye holes seems to go on far too deep, and it isn't an illogical leap from there to come to the conclusion that perhaps there is nothing within this costume to pilot its movements. It moves and sways to the whims of unseen strings, playing the part of a puppet to another's command.

The offered pamphlet appears to be a map of the park's grounds, and whether or not you decide to take it the being soon thereafter slowly retreats back to its starting position. As it reaches its spot, the limbs of its body go slack and it slumps forward slightly, seemingly lifeless. A rippling wave of inactivity seems to roll through the other gathered figures, and one by one they all enter a state of identical deactivation. The music abruptly cuts off. The lighting from above flickers away with a loud electric hum, leaving only the light of the setting sun to guide you. Somewhere behind you, a shadowy figure slowly morphs to take on the form of the next park guest, and the whole routine will repeat itself in an endless loop the moment they gain consciousness the same way you yourself did.

Welcome to AMUZE ★ MENT AVENUE! The park is now yours to explore to your heart's content.

MAKE

The Ferris Wheel at the center of the park continues to play the part of a stone monolith, serving as a landmark to help you orient yourself as you wander the grounds. More of those masked beings seem to be everywhere you look, in various states of animation; some are sweeping the cobblestone walkways, while others seem to be in charge of concessions stands and game stalls that you pass along the way.

And on the subject of game stalls and food stands... You seem to have wandered into the area containing a surplus of both. A big aluminum sign hangs high above your head, spelling out the words PRIZE ALLEY! A central courtyard stands before you, containing a stone fountain depicting what appears to be a seal as it sprays muddy water out of the tip of its snout. The music has returned to this area, though it seems less bent on being overpowering and more content with being the soundtrack to your adventures.

Game stalls litter the area, all begging for you to give them a shot. The one closest to you in particular seems to draw the eye in a way you can't quite understand, and closer examination reveals that the goal of this one seems to be to break a stack of plates with the bucket of baseballs on the stall counter. Another masked figure stands at attention at this stall, waving at you as you approach and motioning to the row of bagged goldfish that sits along the countertop. They all seem to be in excellent condition, and should you find that you cannot resist the urge to try to win yourself a new pet, you may discover that the plates shatter to pieces regardless of the skill behind your aim.

Congratulations!

Winning your new scaled companion doesn't seem to be without its drawbacks, however, as the masked figure promptly reaches behind the counter and hefts a huge ten gallon tank up and onto the surface in front of you, thunking it down with enough force to slosh around the water inside it.

You didn't think you were going to keep that fish in a tiny little bowl, did you? Of course not. You were entirely aware of how inhumane such living conditions are, after all. Please enjoy lugging this aquarium about with you for the remainder of your stay; it's even fully cycled and equipped with an automatic filtration system, courtesy of The Entity.

DREAMZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

The sun hasn't seemed to move at all in the time you've spent here, giving you no indication of just how long you've loitered. Ancient looking animals lope about the carousel before you, and beyond that stands the tall shape of a large multicolored tent.

A sign above the open entrance flaps reads CIRQUE ILLUME, the painted-on C a glaring contrast to the rest of the letters, which are carved in wood and bolted on. The flaps of the tent itself are open, though it doesn't appear like anyone is inside. Rows of bleachers line the inside of the tent, facing and surrounding a central raised platform that seems to be the main stage area. Above your head, trapeze bars hang lifelessly, suspended by ropes and scaffoldings that don't quite seem capable of supporting any weight.

The main stage is vacant of any furnishings, and the overhead spotlights are dark and shuttered. You get the distinct feeling that you shouldn't be snooping about in here, though whether that deters you from doing just that is entirely up to your discretion.

ooc

Feel free to have your character wander about the various park attractions as you see fit! Everywhere listed on the locations page is currently available, with the only exception being the Hi-RiZe, which is undergoing maintenance for the duration of this TDM.

Comments

[starsmoothie]

[Please don't inflate his ego. When it comes to divination magic, it's already pretty fucking large.

Noah puts the card back and reshuffles the deck, then pockets the whole thing in a motion that says he's Super Casual and Super Cool despite all sources indicating that this man is, in fact, a massive dweeb.]

You think so? Thanks. I've been doing it for a couple years now. Actually, I'm better at divination than my mentor and best friend is, so ha.

[Yes, Noah, you're so very cool and loveable, and not a dork who definitely cried about calculus in public.]

[dreamsofamahara]

[Her laughter was light and playful, probably since being around Noah made her feel comfortable and less scared. Noah had the same energy that Rin had — he was bright and energetic and probably used that as a way to hide.

Shiemi wasn't about to analyze that, though. Considering how it had gone with Rin...]

You truly are incredible, Noah!

[starsmoothie]

You're just saying that! C'mon, I'm pretty great, but I'm not that cool.

[Noah's ego! Please! It's getting so big, which is a terrible thing! He dismissively waves a hand about, like maybe it will brush away the compliment. It does not.

Also, stop psychoanalyzing him? What the fuck.]

...you're really nice. [girls are so cool]

[dreamsofamahara]

[She won't, but at least she won't say it out loud!

A bright blush covered her cheeks at the compliment and she had to hide her face because of it. She still wasn't used to that sort of thing.]

T-Thank you! I think... You're the first person that's made me feel safe here, s-so...

[starsmoothie]

[girls are so cool—]

Am I really? Ah... that's embarrassing, you know? I'm just some guy with tarot cards who knows too much about astrology.

[...she must be scared for real, though. He can understand it; part of him is actually freaking the fuck out about being in an unfamiliar amusement park with literally no one he knows around.

He just met the El Search Party and he's already lost them? Good grief, he must look like such a flake. That, and Clamor's not here...

What does Noah do about this, one asks? Why, he dissociates! And that's why he's here, wearing his fortune-teller's persona. It's an easy mask to don.]

Hey, if you want... we can go walk around the park together. [He'll just come back later and set up shop again when she feels better, and then get knife-wheeled or something by the bird man.] Do you think that will make you feel better?

[dreamsofamahara]

[She hadn't expected him to offer that, and the fact that he did made her smile. He was a charming guy, and Shimei was glad she had found him.]

S-Sure! If you don't mind... I don't want to be a bother.

[She straightens up a bit, looking him over and realizing that she hadn't even bothered to ask him if he was okay.]

Are... You okay? I-I mean this whole situation is kinda weird, s-so...

[starsmoothie]

[Noah is super not fine :)]

I'm okay! [...] Seriously, don't worry about me.

[He picks up his stuff and dusts his jacket off, slinging it over his shoulders where it stays via some mysterious power or something. He does not put his arms through the sleeves.]

Let's go, Shiemi! We can ride rides or get food or something.

[dreamsofamahara]

[She sees right through you, Noah.

She won’t say anything though, it’s not her place and they’ve known each other for like five minutes.

Instead, she dusts off her kimono and takes a moment to tie her sleeves back so she has more movement. Not much, but some.]

O-Okay! T-That sounds like fun!

[Anything is a good distraction when you have company.]