idolpro | leo tsukinaga's ideal world 🌕 ♫2

☾ >> your character knows instinctively the goal, maybe a fairy whispered it to them in their sleep idk
☾ >> powers are on
☾ >> corruptions are on
☾ >> magic is REAL here and "anything you wish for can happen" (within reason don't be wishing for leo to magically believe you it doesn't work that way, you can wish for like a mojito or something though)
☾ >>>> the magic thing is not known to your character immediately they'll have to learn that on their own
☾ >> there is a special way to get around this ideal world
☾ >>>> this also is not known to your character immediately
☾ >>>>>> if they can't figure it out on their own someone might come to help them along
☾ >> leo is very likely to pop in and out of a scene. this is just how he is. there's npcs to talk to i'm sorry he's like this.
☾ >> i only made like 4 areas so if another area comes up you'll have to give me a second please have mercy i haven't slept
☾ >> you can basically assume there is constantly piano music playing unobtrusively in the background

UPDATES:
Canon Powers are also on, to player discretion. The entire idea of this world is basically "anything is possible, live your dreams".
They can also just not be on if it would be a pain otherwise, I don't tell you how to live your dream life.

SCORING DEPENDS ON
☆ breaking stuff just a little, as a treat
☆☆ convincing leo this world is fake
☆☆☆ convincing leo to leave even after he knows that this world is fake

Edited 2020-08-04 23:04 (UTC)

You wake up to millions of stars shining above you.

Somehow you've found yourself lying on your back in a bed of grass surrounded by patches of white lilies and castle walls. It's cold, but not unpleasantly so, though your back may feel a lingering dampness from the grass as you sit up. Hopefully you're not wearing white.

You're not alone in this courtyard-- as will be immediately apparent as soft melody plays somewhere within hearing. However you might have felt upon waking up on the ground, as you hear this music you are filled with a sense of warmth and contentedness. It just washes over you like something familiar, something... filled with love.

The source of this music is not too far away-- in the middle of the courtyard encircled by lilies, playing on an immaculate white piano, is ... well, whatever you call this guy.

His eyes are closed as he plays, and he doesn't quite seem to notice you at first. Little white lights float around him and the piano, as if gathering just to hear him play... it's as if he's in his own little world.

But perhaps more notably, he looks... different. He looks normal? There's not a single crack or tail on him.

The door you enter leads to a ... rather unique throne room.

The long hallway checkered in black and white and lined with red carpet leads to an empty throne. Surrounding the throne are four giant chess pieces cracked with age, and littered around are several smaller and visibly less important pieces. A few of the smaller pieces have fallen over or been broken as if captured in a game, and others are simply missing entirely.

The walls are covered with sprawling measures of music written in gold, and they seem to glow and shift and change as if being written and rewritten before your very eyes. Spreading out from the notes are more cracks similar to the ones found in the chess pieces, and if you listen closely to the walls you can hear the faint whispers of a melody.

The dreamer of the dream is nowhere to be seen yet. Instead, there are four Knights .... just kind of fucking around, to be perfectly honest.

The red haired knight is the most animated, pacing back and forth in front of the throne in an agitated manner.

The silver haired knight is leaning against one of the larger chess pieces with his arms crossed over his chest, less animated but no less agitated.

The golden haired knight is sitting on the bottom step of the stairs leading to the throne, alternating between checking her appearance in a hand mirror and checking her cellphone fussily.

And the black haired knight. ................. is just lying face down on the ground.

There are no doors to be seen.

[ It's so pretty, is her first thought. The flowers, the stars, the music... it's peaceful. Like a dream.

. . . She supposes that is the point. She eventually pulls herself up and follows the gentle melody, until she finds him. Stopping near the piano she simply listens quietly for now.

It's not until he finishes that she claps gently.]

That was beautiful, Tsukinaga-kun.

[ he looks up at the clapping, seeming a bit surprised... but just grins ]

Wahaha, thanks a lot! You're calling me Tsukinaga-kun now? [ he's not correcting her, at least. not here. ]

Hah... actually, it always feels really strange to hear Shu-san say it and then not use it myself. Even though Hoshi-san is cute too. All of them are still you though I think...?

[ What's that saying? Any other rose would.........something or other. ]

But you could call me 'Yuuki' too, if you liked.

[ since the magic thing is not immediately known to my character a fun video game happens instead where her subconscious brain isn't sure whether to expect the plants to rot where they're touching her skin or herself to rot where they're touching her skin

so both start rotting! yay!

also she doesn't know what to do with this "warmth and contendedness" so she's just gonna lie here for a bit give her a minute. ]

[ Shu comes to and keeps his eyes closed despite his waking— the music is sweet and played with so much warmth. It isn't because he doesn't want to face the world, but because he wants to focus only on the melody washing over him.

When he sits and opens his eyes, it's only because he wishes to see who is playing.

...Ah.

He's going to take a seat on the bench next to him, listening a bit longer to decide his accompanyment, and then joining in uninvited. The song is less simple now, less sweet, bombastic in Shu's style. It's still pretty, though. ]

Edited (COPY PASTE MISHAP. ) 2020-08-04 23:14 (UTC)

[ do you need help

... eventually the playing will stop, at least. but it isn't leo who approaches her first... one of the glowing lights comes closer to her, and as it does she will see that it's actually a very small person. or rather a person-shaped being made entirely of wispy, carried on equally wispy wings.

the fairy reaches out to touch the rot along her arms. of course you can reject it if you want. if that's your wish. but if you don't, the light seems to absorb into her skin and heal the rot. ]

[ ah.

standing himself up, moving to the sound of piano—it's a nice song, he thinks, and he just wants to see the person playing it.

oh it's mozart. ]

[ if leo is surprised by this he doesn't show it, instead his fingers easily picking up the rhythm and tempo of Shu's accompaniment. the atmosphere becomes less familiar, but at the same time more lively, more... enthusiastic, like the feeling of a little kid excited to play with a friend.

speaking of. as the song ends, leo bursts into a smile ]

Shu-! You made it here after all!

[ uhm i

don't know how to heal magical rot

fortunately there's a fairy on the case but in the meantime he's reaching out to her, not really sure what all this is about but trying to pull the rotting skin from the rotting grass—surely there is Something There ]

Ao-san!

[ who are you calling mozart? you're mozart.

wait is it mozart or o-hime?

leo's going to keep playing until the song is finished.

and when he does finish, ]

So who are you, anyways?

[ EQUALLY PLEASED. tsukinaga isn't being a pest yet!! just music talk now ]

If I was aware I was keeping you waiting, then I would have opened my eyes sooner. We so rarely play together despite our opportunities to do, non?

[ she moves like, just enough to turn her head and stare at the fairy

she just lets that happen and stares at the fairy for a while

and then she tries to grab the fairy and crush it in her hand ]

Who am I?

[ taking a pause to consider the question, ]

. . . Simply put, I'm just a passer-by in this dream of yours. That's all.

"That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet." [ IS HE A MIND READER IN THIS DREAM maybe it's just a really obvious quote ]

Whatever you call me is fine, you can even call me "Ousama" if you like! [ hmmm ] "Yuuki" is a nice name. Does it mean strength? But "Otome" feels like a name just between us.

But we're playing together now! And that's what matters. But I can't stay here for too long, or I'll be late for the performance... those guys are probably working themselves up about it already, wahaha!

The rest of your unit, I take it? Allow me to accompany you. It has been some time since I have seen your companions.

[ ...!!!1 TSUKINAGA IS A MIND-READER CLEARLY. =O ]

That's right--

[ That was the saying. ]

Aha...! I guess it kind of is like a private name. [ And she doesn't hate it. ] Even though I feel a little bit embarrassed about the speed date. I still owe someone payback for the entire affair.

[ THINKING ABOUT YOU SENPAI ]

I remembered the meaning behind my name and the kanji used just recently. It actually means 'Gentle Princess'.

[ the fairy bursts. it doesn't make any noise, it doesn't even try to struggle really-- it probably didn't even know what was happening. why would it expect anyone in this world to harm it?

but it's gone. it was rejected, and it's gone, and the sheer silence left in its wake feels cold and suffocating, like every breath becomes harder and harder to take.

all of the glowing lights have disappeared, now. ]

... I don't remember inviting you.

[ just starts

laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing and ]

What an oversight you've made!

[ the rot is spreading. it's seeping through the field all around her. ]

[ sorry did i just see FAIRY MURDER

what the FUCK AO-SAN ]

[ it's not clear if Shu saw what Ao grabbed but he does stand from the piano bench, looking between the two for less than a moment before taking Tsukinaga's side. ]

Lassy! What have you done?!

[ Even if he knows the objective, he can't approve of anything that makes the world feel like this. Also, he can see the rot.

he's going to go over to pick her up ]

[ hmmmmm...? ]

Then for now, I'll just call you Foreigner~

Did you come here for the performance?

leo tsukinaga's ideal world 🌕 ♫2

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