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☆RESCUER TEST DRIVE: SOMETHING ABOUT US

☆WELCOME RESCUERS

"Daft Punk - Digital Love" (Watch on YouTube)

Welcome to Interstellar's second RESCUER TDM! A part of the Interstellar plot that first opened a couple months ago, this TDM cover the second round of recruitment for those approached by the lone space pilot Shep to join him on a mission to the planet Terra to rescue those held captive by Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment. Rescuers will not suffer any memory loss and will enter the game as they are, in contrast to the memory loss/force humanization of the musician half. Powers will be nerfed to a certain degree upon entering the game fully, but during recruitment they will remain at full power.

☆A DREAM ABOUT YOU
These prompts are designed to be game canon, for both rescuers and musicians both new and already in game. For those in game, they will start occurring around New Years in the form of dreams. The dreams will be very clear while happening, but after waking, they will swiftly fade away into something barely remembered. For rescuers, these dreams will occur very shortly before they are approached by Shep or other already recruited rebels to join the rescue squad and go save the people being held captive in Vista City. Rescuers will remember these dreams as clearly as something that actually happened in real life.

Both of these prompts take place in the dreamscape, ostensibly, and the surrounding will appear as whatever fits those taking part in a scene. It can shift and change as a thread goes along, as well, and may resemble things from a captive's home, the game setting, or anything else appropriate. Rescuers that are already in game can also end up in this dreamscape, and can run into both new musicians and new rescue team recruits.

►A1) FOR THE CAPTURED: The kidnapped musicians of Vista City will dream of being themselves - in a way more true than they have been for months now. They'll dream of themselves as they're meant to be, in physical form and manner of dress, and their personality will align more easily with their true nature, even as the confusing influences of their programming nag at their mind. It could alarm them, or it could feel somehow natural. Either way, their memories will still be gone, except for what they've recovered - but they feel somehow much closer to reach, like they may break through if only given the chance to dig just about deeper. They may dream of home, they may dream of Vista, but either way...when the morning comes, their memories of this experience will be all but wiped away. Including the memories of the strangers that promised that they would find them and take them home.

►A2) FOR THE RESCUERS: The dream is the first sign of something being wrong. You'll find yourself somewhere else - either a scene from your home, or someone else's, or an alien world you've never seen. In this dream, you'll find a person. Perhaps it's someone you recognize, someone you love dearly, but that doesn't remember you. Maybe it's a stranger, lost, confused, and desperate for help. Either way, you find yourself reaching out to them - but outside of this dream, you are helpless to save them. The dream will fade but stay with you in your memory, and may be a key component in you choosing to believe and join the other rescuers when they come to your door. Something has been taken, and you will take it back.

☆MAKE THESE DREAMS COME TRUE
These prompts are design to be kept as game canon after acceptance, and can be used as the official story of how your character entered the game. Importantly, the technology used to enter your timeline causes massive time distortions, which means that the outcome of this scenario will stagger and replay itself multiple times before settling on an outcome. This means that after the fact, you character may remember being encountered multiple ways, or going in more than one direction, before the timeline settled on a final path.

►B1) JUST SAY YES: Soon after these dreams, rescuers will find themselves in a strange situation. Time will abruptly stop for every part of the world except for them, and fade into a ghostly vision of its former self - just in time for them to be approached by some mysterious strangers. Whether your rescuer chooses to run, fight, or talk, eventually they'll be told the truth - people of the multiverse have been captured and taken to a universe far away to be harvested for their souls...in the form of forcing them to becoming rock stars. You heard it here first, folks.

The people recruiting you will mostly be other player rescuers that have already been recruited (regardless of whether or not that's been threaded out - you can assume your guy got recruited by someone if you want to recruit OTHER people.) The pilot and owner of the space ship doing this appears to be a blue man named Shep. He's the guy that's apparently in charge of this whole thing, but he's so busy with the dimension hopping that he's kind of hard to find and talk to. He presumably recruited some of the first members personally, but things have been sort of getting more complicated since then.

►B2) INTERSTELLAR DISCO: After you've agreed to come for whatever reason - to save you lover, friend, some guy, whatever - you're be taken upon the guitar shaped spaceship to wait out the tide of the temporal distortions picking you up has caused. It's a long journey back to Vista City, and you've got plenty of new comrades to get to know. This mission could take a while, so you better get comfy. You're in for the long haul now.

NOTE: If you want to see the interior of the spaceship (or if you want to see Shep dance) watch the music video posted up top. It's going to be a fair bit bigger in Interstellar to accommodate the big crew, but the essence is there.

☆HELPFUL INFO
► Follow the mod plurk for updates: interstellar5555
► Check out the game NAVIGATION
► Check out the MUSICIAN TDM
► Ask the mods some QUESTIONS
► Reserves open on February 27th at 12:01AM EDT
► Applications open on March 4th at 12:01AM EDT

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[ The castle is huge and ancient. It's been in the family for generations. Since Number Two had built it to house his special new strike force. He knows these halls. The thick plush carpet and the elegant hard wood. Antiques that cost more than most people's salaries for a month. He knows all of it.

He continues on until he reaches a dining room. There are seven chairs around the table. The largest and most ornate was at the head. As he stands there, a giant feast appears, yet the seats stay empty.

Xanxus stands before that table full of amazing, delicious food and frowns. It must have been a special occasion, but what... what. And who was supposed to be in those chairs. Someone important... someone...

Someone was sitting in his chair. Or at least he thinks that chair at the head of the table is his. ]

Oi. You. The hell are you doing here? And are you going to eat that?

[ Oh don't strain your vagina, Boss, it's just one of your cats. ]

[ Or is it? ]

[ The figure stretches and drapes over one of the armrests. A blond kind with a striped shirt, looking very much comfortable in that throne. A moment later, and a huge grin spreads on his face. That's as much of a reaction as Xanxus' presence gets at first, but then he sort of flops over and looks at him upside-down, still grinning. ]

[ He must've dozed off on the throne. Part of him does want to run, but he's also curious just how much may he be able to get away with right now. There's a small fit of that hissy laughter. ]

Shishi-- long time no see, Boss. [ A shift into a very serious, matter-of-fact expression. ] I'm guarding your seat, of course. The sullen guy does weird things to it when nobody's looking ~♫

[ Cats. Shitty princes. Pretty much the same thing really. They probably even leave little dead presents for him. Still, he doesn't know this kid. Not really. He remembers the laugh because that thing is pretty much impossible to forget for long. He remembers that gayass tiara too. But he doesn't remember the kid. ]

The fuck. I'm not your Boss. I don't know you, you damn brat. But you're in my chair. Get the fuck out of my chair. And while you're at it, you'll explain where the fuck I am. I know this is my dream, but I've never been here.

[ He remembers clearly all the most important things, like his chair. ]

[ Oh definitely. Dead little (and medium sized) animals on his throne, his pillow, his desk, right in the middle of that important paperwork he was supposed to sign... you name it. ]

[ And wow excuse you, don't diss the tiara. ~The Prince~ transcends this shit. You wanna see something gayass, look at some of your other subordinates ~~or yourself in the mirror~~. Obviously he's too smart to say something like this aloud, but that short unamused look probably conveys the sentiment before he gracefully rolls out of the throne as told, and grins again, half-draping over the backrest, his chin rested in his hand. ]

You really don't remember? Shishishi... You live here. [ A small pause, as the shit-eating grin spreads wider. ] And no, there's no way you'd own me ~♫ I am a Prince, after all. [ And wider. Wonder just how far that alleged brainwashing went... hmm. Let's see. ] But I~ own~ you! Don't you remember restlessly serving me day and night? What a shame indeed.

[ Probably people too, the little lazy shit. And he appreciates it, in his own way. He enjoys the presents his cats leave him. ]

[ At least the kid is out of his chair. That's a start. So he'll just head on over. Like he actually trusts this hissing prince not to stab him in the back. ]

I live here... [ Ass in chair and he's looking at the draping prince ] This is my home... [ He looks actually deeply confused about that. Because his home is one of the penthouses in the Pride building. It's Chez Carnie, not some ancient castle. ]

You're royalty... and I... [ Goddamn his head hurts now. ] FUCK YOU, I DON'T SERVE ANYONE BUT ME

[ He hits the table hard enough for the plates of food to bounce a little. He's not strong enough to break the table. Something he should definitely be able to do. ]

[ Dead people are pretty much a given in the Varia castle, but yes, those too. Sometimes he even strings them up with his wires and hangs them outside Boss' window for decoration, like extremely grotesque windchimes. ]

Thaaaat's right. You've got your own private quarters and an office.

[ He easily ducks between the throne when the man seems to start having one of his temper tantrums, but it's... surprisingly mild. Nowhere near as destructive as usual. He expected a rain of wood splinters, table parts and dish pieces at the very least. Hmm. ]

So, you remember that much at least, huh. [ He reaches to casually pluck one of those feathers from Boss' hair, immediately retreating to stay out of reach, and mimics fanning himself with it, grinning again. What a little shit. ] Know who you are yet, Boss?

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[ Those are great, tbh. Until they bring the carrion birds. But then there's just more birds for the cats in and around the grounds to hunt and drop at his doorstep, making the cycle continue. ]

Of course I do, you brat. Like I would forget something like that. I'm...I'm mafia. I'm the son of the Don of Dons. I'm the heir and I'm going to be the 10th some day.

[ Exactly. \ o / ]

[ He listens with his head canted to the side. Hmm. Even if Boss wasn't really the Don's son (or so they said), of course he wouldn't say that when introducing himself. It's impossible to gauge how much he remembers, or -- what time he's from like this. Might as well just try to help him out a bit, since he doubts this "meeting" is going to last long. ]

[ Also, he's going to steal that piece of steak right off his plate. ]

The 10th what?

[ Vongola, do you remember that name? ]

Try to take food from him. Just try it. This might be a dream, but woe to anyone that tries to take food from him, even if he's not actually eating it yet.

So he's going to grab the kid's arm and hold it. It's not anything like his usual strength at all. In fact...he feels...normal. Like a normal person.]

The 10th Vongola, you little shit. The fucking King of the mafia underworld. It's going to be me.

[ Well, he's evidently maintained his speed, because Bel definitely wasn't waiting for him to grab him. His smile fades for a moment, almost disappointed, and he doesn't try to free himself, though he's not dropping that piece of steak stuck on one of his knife either. Just like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar. ]

Very good. What's the name of your squad?

[ Ah, that conviction. Could it be he doesn't know? Or perhaps just doesn't remember? Eh, either way, Belphegor isn't going to be the one to tell Xanxus he's going to lose the Sky battle. He'll leave such suicidal tasks to Squalo, thanks. ]

[ He doesn't let go. Instead, he's going to be the bravest jackass in the world and lean down to bite the steak from off that knife. You know, like this shit couldn't just slice him up like confetti. ]

Don't patronize me, trash. And the name of my Squad... its... [ he sees it again. That flag that's been in his memory. He feels the nostalgia when that fan he met had used the word Varia. ] the Varia, I think. But we'll be the Vongola 10th soon enough.

[ Well, he wouldn't expect any less from their boss, even if he seems a bit squishier than usual. He's still going to flick a knife toward the man's side with his free hand, though, because it's not a decent Varia dinner without at least one murder attempt for the lulz. ]

Shishishi. You're doing better than we thought. Think you'll be able to break out by yourself soon, Boss? Would save me the trip.

[ And uh yeah he's just gonna drop the Vongola 10th thing now. It's not safe for smart princes, etc etc. ]

[A death glare but he accept it because this is super normal for them. Just like him looking like he's about to murder someone. And with no one else here, it's Bel. ]

I can't say. I...I don't think I'm where I should be. Even if I broke my ass out, I have no fucking clue where I am. The sky, Belphagor. The sky is so fucking different here. It's like I'm not even on Earth. So even if I do get out, how the fuck am I supposed to get home?"

[ That's nice but did he actually do anything about that knife because otherwise he's probably bleeding. Belphegor wouldn't insult him with a half-assed stabbing and all. ]

[ His grin fades again. ]

Kaching. Well that's boring. [ Probably his version of "that sucks". ] Boss, we don't know how to get there either. Puffy-cheeks left some notes but it seems we need to be approached by someone from that place first.

Well, I'm sure you'll figure something out. You're the genius right? Or am I misremembering that?

[and we won't touch that he also misremembers that this prince guy at 8 being an adopted son or something. ]

If you do, be sure to bring me my guns. I don't like not having them and I know there's no way in hell they're going to just let me have them.

Ushishi, that stings, Boss. Fine, I'll bring you your guns. Because I'm a prince.

[ And that evidently allows him to deny the laws of time and space. ]

I'll hold you to that. Now, before I wake up, I'm going to enjoy this amazing feast.

[ Because you bet your ass he's going to stuff his face on all those amazing things that end up on the Varia table. Except the fish in what's probably Squalo's place because yuck. ]

[ A small play-mock salute. And then he's probably draping over the back of the throne again. Well, good to know some things don't change. ]

Just don't go to the toilet before you wake up ~♫

[ totally went there ]

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