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TDM #2
TEST DRIVE #2
The day begins as any other, you’re going about your day, living your life, when, without warning, you feel the world around you shift on its axis. You feel a great tear, welling from the depths of your soul as you are ripped from all you have known. If you’re lucky, you arrive in the wilderness of an unfamiliar world, where the language is foreign and the people are hostile. To make your escape, you must learn some language, flee, and occasionally fight, all to find your way off the floating isles you find yourself on and to the great ocean below, where rebel forces will welcome you.
If you’re unlucky, you materialize within a room full of armed guards and are quickly subdued with charged nets, stripped of your belongings, fitted with strange devices that suppress your powers and pressed into servitude. Your days are unimaginable pain and toil.
Fortunately, even in this world, there is still hope. For the denizens of this world have not given up. And it is for that dream of salvation that the Crimson Corsairs raise their flags and sail - for liberation. Perhaps you are one who has lived their entire life under the oppressive yoke of the Empire. Perhaps you have seen first hand your family and friends cut down by nobles hunting men for sport, or perhaps you have run afoul with the church and barely escaped with your life. No matter your origin, the Corsairs sail for you, for your freedom, for your life. And today, a taste of freedom will be won for all.
ARRIVAL/LIBERATION
The Corsairs are flush with victory over the Hesaeth labor camp. A mining operation formerly under control of the Empire, this strategic victory will give the Corsairs access to desperately needed materials to build weapons and war machines. The former members of the labor camp are being quickly evacuated - packed onto ships and taken to the floating city of Flotsam for a hot meal and integration into the broader organization.
Many of the prisoners were armed ahead of the fight and took part in the rebellion themselves, while many others were whisked away by rescuers so their injuries could be treated. The mines were a harsh life, but for now, at least, the former workers are free. The mess hall of Flotsam rings out in merriment as the new arrivals are fed and clothed, but for those who took part in the fighting, they may do well to seek out their assigned berths… assuming they can find much of anything. Flotsam is many things, but organized and constant it is not.
THE TRIALS AHEAD
With the Hesaeth mining camp now under Corsair control, the arduous task of staffing and defending it now falls to them. Engineers and tacticians are convening in the Vault to discuss matters and make plans. Staff assignments, escape routes, potentially rigging the entire site with explosives, nothing is off the table. The Corsairs know that their victory will be short-lived, the Empire can crush a static operation with the full might of their army should they so choose. But so long as they hold it, the Corsairs must plan to use it. And when the time comes that the Empire attacks, they must do everything in their power to get as many people as they can out alive.
Scholars are going to be especially busy as schematics are being passed through the building. Every ounce of knowledge stored in the Vault’s considerable archive is being turned to this project, so meetings are frequent between committees and subcommittees as the Corsairs quickly and (mostly) efficiently prepare and execute a plan to secure the site and get it operational in short order.
AIRBORNE ASSAULT
The next mission is already being planned, and what scholars and tacticians can be spared from the massive effort of turning the Hesaeth mining camp into a viable operation have been tapped to plan the next mission - a daring attack on a VIP’s airship escort. The Corsairs are still determining how they want to approach the attack, but one thing is certain - they will need means to attack the airborne fleet before it arrives on Elysium’s soil.
With the miniscule amount of airships in the Corsair fleet, the Corsairs must carefully plan their troop placement and plan of attack. Gliders are already being churned out of the Vault’s lower workshops to support the boarding crew. Whether they sink or capture the airships, the attack crew will need everything it can get.
Beyond that, those who are preparing to take part in the operation are getting a crash course in ship combat. Glider usage will be critical, so glider lessons are taking place in Flotsam, and those who don’t have experience on airships will get to be taken up - best they get their air legs now and upend the contents of their stomach BEFORE the operation. Those hoping to fight will be spending their time flying up in the airship and using their gliders to return to Flotsam below.
FESTIVAL OF GAMES
In the waning days of summer, the world used to celebrate the changing of seasons and the start of the harvest with games, feats of skill, and banquets. While the Empire has mercilessly crushed all these old festivals, the Corsairs have managed to preserve the traditions and carry them forward.
Across the three cities, competitions are happening. In Vault, indoor competitions are held in large underground arenas set up specifically for these festivals. In Flotsam, there are chaotic boat races, swimming contests, spearfishing competitions and other such aquatic endeavors. Even Elysium is observing a hunt festival where people cull monsters and try to bring home the most game, although much of it will be siphoned off by the Empire. Spirits are high, good cheer is had by all, and the grog is flowing freely for any Corsairs who might want to participate or spectate.
WILDCARD
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OOC
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Thomas | Suikoden III | AU
[Thomas flits among the recent rescues in the mess hall, speaking softly, and enunciating clearly, standing out from most of the Corsairs with his tidy dress and quiet mousiness. However, when he speaks, it's with a clear projection as to be easily overheard in the dim.]
If you hadn't already gotten the Suppression Bonds removed, please come to this side of the mess, and we'll have it taken care of.
2. Airborne Assault
[Thomas stares at the group of would-be divers rather wide-eyed as he takes several steps back, away from the group.]
Oh, no - no! I'm no-not part of the training... I'm just... just observing.
[He laughs nervously]
3. Festival of Games
[At Flotsam's games, Thomas is actually taking active part in the events, making decent progress in the swimming events, coming fourth in the short-dash, and instrumental in his team getting 3rd in the relay swim. Were you part of the relay teams, a competitor, or just watching, either way, he greets the speaker with a bright smile as he towels himself off]
Are you enjoying yourself? I hadn't gotten time to swim like that in forever.
Airborne Assault
Doesn't Thomas want to give it a go?
"It's fun," Link says, trying to be encouraging.
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"I better stay, in... in case someone has a ba-bad fall," he stammers, latching onto an excuse quickly. "Someone needs to do some healing just in case!"
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But really, if someone did need help, it'd be much easier to help them from the air - not the ground.
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"...Yes?"
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"I'll... just... watch."
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And runs straight for the edge, not hesitating even for a moment before leaping right off of it - and letting his glider catch the wind.
If Thomas wants to watch...well, Link should give him something to watch then, shouldn't he?
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It's not flight, but it's the closest Link can get to it.
He makes a wide circle in the air, and he's almost tempted to just glide off into the sunset. But this glider isn't Link's; it's borrowed. And Thomas still might want a turn.
So soon enough, Link drops back down in front of Thomas, practically vibrating with excited energy.
See? It is fun!