RAQIA TEST DRIVE

[raqiamods]

Are you considering apping to RAQIA?  Here's the time and place to give it a trial run, and see if it works for you!  Or you know, just play because there's no strings attached, and no one can stop you.  Just choose one of the scenarios below, or make your own, and get started!

1. The trumpeting is loud, insistent, and won't stop until you enter the arena for the game.  Maybe you're nervous, maybe this is your first time and you have no idea what to expect.  Maybe your teammates have warned you.  Or maybe you're old hat at this, and just want those goddamn trumpets to shut up.

2. To the victor goes the spoils, and your team won!  You have a memory in your hand, ready for the taking.  So, how was it?  What you expected, or is it just confusing things further?

3. Dinner time!  Having trouble getting everyone to give you space enough to cook in the kitchen, or are you hanging out in the dining room waiting for someone to finish cooking?  Have you not gone hunting or crop gathering at all, and are hoping to mooch off someone else?  Well, there's bound to be someone who's okay with that if you whine and wheedle enough. . .

4. The park is a little pretty, in a wild, unkempt sort of way.  Too bad about the all spiders and dogs, huh?  Or maybe that's what you're out here for, trying to catch one for a pet of your own.  Unless it's hunting you're after, not catching.  The beasts here all have some sort of natural defenses, but you have powers too.  Now's probably a good time to take advantage of them.

Comments

[4]

[foreveralawn]

Okay... I c-can do this!!

[sparkles and textures and muffled Kalafina playing in the distance ensue.

when it's over, she's dressed in a cut magical girl type outfit, in her team colors -- except for the green gem set in gold and pinned to her hair.]

Um...n-now what...

[kickgeasstakenames]

...Probably fight something?

[foreveralawn]

B-But I've never h-h-hunted before?!

[kickgeasstakenames]

Didn't that thing come with an instruction manual? I mean, it's not like you dressed up in the sailor suit on your own.

[foreveralawn]

W-Well, uh, I r-remember how to use all t-the powers and stuff b-but...hunting...I don't...know anything ab-b-bout that...

[kickgeasstakenames]

What do you remember using your powers doing, then?

[foreveralawn]

Um...p-plant manipulating...and...g-grass summoning...as s-swords and stuff, not just l-literal blades of g-grass though I guess I c-could do those too...

Re: [4]

[vericomptent]

I— how is it you expect me to know!?

[foreveralawn]

W-Well you're h-here, aren't you? W-What are you doing h-here if you d-don't know what you should be d-d-doing?!

[vericomptent]

Well— Well— To learn, as I would have thought self-evident. You seemed to have a decent handle on it, up until you hesitated. . .

[foreveralawn]

Uhh, um, t-then I guess we g-get to learn t-together...? I grew up in a c-city, I've n-never even seen a deer b-b-before...!

[vericomptent]

I can't claim to remember any either, but— Nonetheless! We need to eat, so we shall have to take care of it.

[foreveralawn]

Okay... D-Do you know how to f-fight? Or...k-k-kill a d-deer? Or something else.

Re: [4]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Is a costume change really gonna help?

[foreveralawn]

Well...n-now I can use all my other p-powers, so...yes??

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Huh.

[Gives you sort of a dubious once-over.]

If you say so.

[foreveralawn]

I thought it would be g-good to practice but I d-don't really know what to do now...

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Practice. What else?

[foreveralawn]

Sh-Should I...attack something...?

Re: [4]

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Now we go fight evil. Yata!

[foreveralawn]

M...Maybe we c-could start with hunting a d-deer first...?

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

No, no, no...we magical girls must fight evil! And deal with the drama of high school! And have all traces of homosexuality erased from our American release!

[foreveralawn]

[opens her mouth.

closes her mouth.

opens her mouth again.

closes her mouth again.

the problem with amnesia is that she has absolutely no way to refute any of those statements.]

W-Well, uh, I t-think hunting for food is p-probably more important right n-now...!

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

[Deadpool pulls out a large knife and nods.]

Alright, let's go kill us some food!

[foreveralawn]

O...okay!!

[some of the grass at her feet starts to grow rapidly, thickening and stiffening, producing a thing that looks like a similarly shaped large knife, except made out of tough, magically souped-up grass. Quinn picks it out of the air with a grip that's practiced and familiar, for all her earlier fretting.]