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A late evening walk in the woods seemed like a good idea at the time, when suddenly there's an eerie chill in the air... much too cold for this time of year. A violet miasma forms close by and you turn you find an Arachne materializing from within it. It looks at you, you look at it. With an elegant sweep of it’s pale arms it begins to primp and preen its bouffant mane -- is it trying to copy your hairstyle?! What do you do?
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A scorned Melusine storms into your home and demands that you pay child support. What do you do?
@daemonanon
“Take my ass to Maury.”
You’re cruising at top speed on your badass motorbike when you see flashing lights up ahead. As you drive closer you can hear loud dance music. Is this a rave? You decide to dismount from your motorbike to investigate. Suddenly a group of Mindflayers approach you. You reach for your buster sword, but the leader of the group nods at you and begins to breakdance. You've been challenged to a dance off! Do you accept?
@daemonanon
A long pause followed the invitation as he tried to wrap his mind around what was going on in front of him. In the end, he decided it was a mistake to come this way and turned around. “Not interested.”
Oh no! You just checked your satchel and realize that all of your materia have transformed into tiny fire bomb daemons! What do you do?
are you for real ??? // @daemonanon
Well, there’s only one thing to do, honestly. Give them back to the Shin-Ra. Should’ve known it was too good to be true, finding a crate of rare materia in the middle of nowhere.
It’s not too difficult to summon him. The black chocobo, the caregiver, the convict… this SOLDIER. Did she even learn his name? She can’t recall. Doesn’t matter, really– she posseses his contact information, and that’s enough. It’s an extensive message to send through PHS without keyboard, but she’ll get it through.
to [ SOLDIER BOI: ] // @atlaslain
Come and get it.
You are enjoying the evening ocean breezes at Galdin Quay, reveling in how the balmy air threads through your hair and laps against your face. You suddenly sense that something is not right and when you move you hand to grab your camera from the cushion beside you, it's not there! You look down shore only to see.. is that a group of goblins? Taking selfies with YOUR camera? What do you do?
Looking ‘pon calm sea breeze, watching another dusk settle amongst the land -- admiring how it glistens on the sea -- a sigh of content. Golden opportunity for a photo -- so he leans over to reach for desired device -- only to see it’s missing. Frantically looking around him, checking to see if it had been buried in the grains beside him. To his HORROR, he catches glimpse further down shore -- to see goblins dancing around with it. Scrambling to his feet he rushes over -- “ H-Hey !! --- What’re you --- Give it back -- “ He fears for it being broken, screaming stupidly as he attacks them -- “ C’mon --- its a classic -- they don’t make ‘em like that anymore… “ he cries, with a deep whine.
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You return to your Regalia to find several empty tin cans of beans strung to the rear bumper and the words 'Just Married' scrawled on the back windshield in very poor penmanship. A short distance away from your vehicle you spy a Mindflayer accompanied by a Hobgoblin holding a bouquet of flowers. What do you do?
Noctis had seen a lot since leaving Insomnia and every time he thought that nothing else could surprise him, something like this happened. He honestly didn’t know how to respond outside of letting out a soft groan as he untangled tha cans from the back of his car. The rest would have to wait until they reached Hammerhead. The old girl would probably need a new paint job and he’d have to explain to Cindy...well, he wasn’t sure what he was going to tell her or his friends for that matter.
As he looked over at the pair of daemons in the distance, all he could manage was: “Congrats to the happy couple, I guess.”
@daemonanon sent: While collecting firewood for the campfire, you hear loud dance music somewhere in within the forest. But hey, you don't scare easy so you dare to venture deeper. In a clearing you find a group of Mindflayers gathered. They take pause when they notice you, but then the leader nods at you and begins to breakdance. That's right, you big guy. You've been challenged to a dance off. Do you accept?
This had to be some weird dream. A nightmare. A punishment for eating an excess of junk right before bed.
Gladio’s face was stuck in something that was a mixture of horror and disgust. Watching the Mindflayers act like that was somehow grosser than them attacking him. And in this moment, he may even prefer to be attacked by the formidable daemons.
Wake up, Gladio. Come on, man... He thought to himself as his fingers dug into his palms. He didn’t want to keep seeing this. And he certainly wasn’t going to join them. Not only couldn’t he breakdance but, it was insanity. Pure and simple.
“Gotta stop eating so much cheese.” He mumbled to himself as he turned tale to leave. If he wasn’t going to wake up, the least he could do was get away from the strangeness.
Alone and separated from your friends, you board the midnight train bound for Tenebrae. The train is going at 110 mph and you won't arrive until midday. Your stomach rumbles and growls. When was the last time you ate? As if on cue someone, no SOMETHING holds out a bag of potato chips to you. It's a Yojimbo and it looks like it wants to share its snack with you. What do you do?
He’d been staring at the map for... well, for way longer than anyone should ever stare at a map. Was it the map that made no sense or was it his fault? Seriously, he could read the words well enough, but something wasn’t adding up. Where he was, where he was going. There were a bunch of lines that were color-coded but it looked like an optical illusion at one point or one of those “make your way out of the labyrinth” puzzles that he remembered hating because who would ever actually need that in their lives after school? Apparently he did! Owed apology to Mr. Johnson: noted.
Trying to calm down a little and focus on something else, Prompto reached down to settle a hand on his stomach. Okay, yeah, he should get food, that’d help him think. There was a food car or something, right? Even if all it had was vending stuff, he could still--
Oh. Wow, how embarrassing. Someone must have heard his stomach growling even as he was certain he was alone on that particular car. They looked like super nice chips and all, but he wasn’t about to take food from someone. One, it felt rude, but two, he didn’t really know anyone on the train... “That’s awful nice of you, but I’ll be okay, I swear. Was just gonna look for the food cart.” He tried to brush it off, taking one more look at the map. No help.
Then he was ever so gently poked with the bag. Uh, insistent much? “No, thanks.” The bag rattled slightly, but remained where it was. Okay, new strategy. “Hey, really, thanks but I’m not--”
Then he looked up. And up. And up a little more. And sort of felt his whole body lock up. “Sh-- H-hey there.” He sort of expected to die. Didn’t really expect the daemon to rattle the bag of chips again.
This can’t be happening. He was aware of how close his guns were to his hand. Aware that these daemons could move faster than he could blink, had impaled Noctis before and he did not make it look like a good time. But...
But. Reaching for a chip with a shaky hand, he managed to force himself to chew. And swallow. Those were... actually really good. “Oh, hey. Jalapeno, right?”
