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TEST DRIVE MEME #3
TEST DRIVE MEME #3
Hello and welcome to the In the Night test drive meme for August! Thanks for your interest in our game! Reserves open on August 20, and applications open on August 22.
While you're here...
- Take a look at our rules and faq pages to familiarize yourself with the game.
- Note that we have a reserve cap of 20 total, and an application cap of 19 apps this month for new players, as the game has a player cap of 60. Current players apping another character do not currently have a cap, but this will change next month, as we transition to a total app cap of 20.
- TDM threads can become game canon if both players wish. If the situation isn't something that could happen in-game, you're free to chalk it up to some strange hallucination, a shared dream, or other mysterious circumstance.
- Note that this is not limited to new characters threading with characters already in-game. If current players wish to thread out the TDM prompts as canon events, they are welcome to do so. They are welcome to make posts in the main comms for TDM events as well. Please note, however, that actual plot clues or happenings will not occur in TDM prompts.
- TDM threads can count as network threads for AC.
- If you plan to apply, please keep in mind that we do require at least one sample thread on the application to be from our TDM (though it doesn't need to be the current TDM).
- You're welcome to use the provided prompts or come up with something on your own, but we do ask that all threads take place in our game's setting.
Thank you again, and we hope you'll choose to join us!
log prompts
THE FIRST PARTY BY BEACON, FOR BEACON
It's party time!!! In an attempt at community building with the forest spirits, (and definitely not as a large distraction,) a group of Beaconites has helped to plan a fantastic little shindig. Come on out to Bonfire Square, put on your flower crown or paper hat, and enjoy the festivities! Eat, drink, and be merry, because we're already dead!
There's baked goods aplenty, a bouncy house, a face-painting station, (or if you prefer, you can make a mask instead,) a mail sorting game, a strange machine spitting out bizarre prizes, and even a scavenger hunt! Or you could try to dance or something. Up to you. But just so you know, bouncy houses are way more fun.
This prompt is a mini version of this month's Do You Realize? event.
IF YOU BUILD IT
Be it a bridge, a boat, or a handmade home, you’ve been roped into a building project. Hey, maybe it’s one that you’ve decided to spearhead yourself. Either way, these things take time, resources, and a great deal of hard work. Things will go much more smoothly if you can get a helping hand. You could get lucky and in your moment of need, trying to juggle too many tools and materials at once, someone swoops in to pick up a piece of the load. Maybe you trip and drop a bucket of wood chippings all over someone. Maybe you have to physically grab someone who's been lazing around and strong-arm them into work.
Regardless of how it happens, you're here, you're ready, and you have a companion in your task. Now you've just got to make sure you don't reverse the progress you've made so far. Depending on who you've partnered with, this may be a struggle in and of itself.
network prompts
RUNNING DREAMS
You had the strangest dream last night. And not just last night, but the night before, and the night before that, too. Or maybe you could say it wasn't so much strange as it was haunting. It's stayed with you, visceral. The feeling that you're running through the forest, perhaps with limbs unlike your own, numerous and spindley. You jump and climb and claw and fly. You're so many things all at once. Hungry, restless, free, wild, jittery, curious, angry, playful. Or maybe you're none of things at all. Maybe you slither, maybe you creep. Maybe you're slow, moving with deliberate calmness. One thing's for certain: in you're dreams you aren't you. And if you're not you, what else could you possibly be but a spirit?
Maybe someone else has been experiencing the same thing; in Beacon, it seems that nothing ever happens to only one person. Either way, maybe getting it off of your chest will help you feel a bit more rested from now on.
SECRET ADMIRER
Be it a tent, a room at the Invincible, or one of the homes in the village you've chosen to hold your bed, you've started to wake up to find something sitting just outside your door. A peculiarly shaped rock? A broken bottle? Such things are easy to overlook as debris. A wreath crafted from branches and berries? That's a bit more conspicuous. It's starting to feel as if someone, or perhaps something has been leaving these at your doorsteps. Should you call them gifts, or something potentially more devious?
You could post to the network asking for opinions, or even advice. How do you respond to the affections of a creature that only presents itself when you sleep? And, ah, what would be the best course of action to make sure you don't cause any offense? It's no secret what the spirits are capable of when they're angered.
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can we build it?
And he figured there was only one thing he needed to throw into a fire.
and so.
he dumps the boards unceremoniously in the sport where the pile had been.]
Need any extra stuff?
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I don't know, dear boy, I have never built a bridge before. I wouldn't know how much wood is needed.
[ Besides, he had meant well, and hadn't tried to add to Aziraphale's workload. He is, however, sweating quite profusely. ]
Do you?
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[ he dusts off his hands, and then glances at the pile he's holding and the pile on the ground. He's pointedly ignoring the fiery look and the sweating for now. For now. ]
Depends on how you want to build it, but to get across, you'll probably want more than less, if you've never built it. And in case any of the wood's bad.
[ all this to say...
he shrugs. ]
Know the basics, never built a bridge before.
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It all looks good to me.
[ And, quite oddly, any of the pieces that had seemed very rotted upon closer inspection seem slightly more sturdier than they did before. ]
But yes, if you could be so kind and help me move all of this over to that spot over there, I would really appreciate it.
no subject
it is all good, even the stuff he'd had to roughly break apart-- because nothing like breaking wood to. make yourself feel better. ]
S....uuuuure. But I've got a date with the bonfire soon.
[ time to start grabbing some wood? ]
no subject
[ You can have a flirtation with the town's bonfire, Jason. Aziraphale won't judge. ]
I'm sure I could handle engineering the bridge myself once all the wood is moved to the proper place.
no subject
... well. guess that'll teach him for using turn of phrases, but a date is better than a morose "burn all of dick's shit" party. ]
And you can lay off the "dear boy" stuff.
Jay's fine. Anyway, does that have something to do with how the wood repaired itself?
no subject
[ Drats, he hates being caught. ]
No. Not sure what you're talking about, this wood was fine to begin with, and really, it's just an expression, I call everyone dear-- dear boy, dear lady, dear girl-- hardly means anything if your bonfire is the jealous type.
[ Yes, let's talk about Anything But The Wood Fixing Itself. ]
no subject
[he gives him an exasperated look. he can't be serious about the fire? he can't have really missed that as a turn of phrase, can he?]
-- is pretty much impossible. I had to break some of those boards to rip them down. I half figured they'd either make good scrap-- or end up bonfire fuel.
[and now he's examining them closely, looking for the former nail marks.]
no subject
Did you... require firewood?
[ He can help with that, he supposes. ]
no subject
[a long pause as he looks it over and well, that sure does look like new wood.]
... You fucking healed the wood. [he sets it down.]
no subject
[ Yes, he knows, he really shouldn't be pulling such frivolous miracles, no need to hear it from a human as well as his superiors. ]
And we're supposed to be building a bridge so it's easier to get to the other part of town! How could I possibly do that with rotted wood?
no subject
Well, it's not exactly easy ripping a stupid treehouse down. So, guess this works out better for everyone in the end anyway.
[but of all the things, the wood!]
Can you do that for other stuff too?
no subject
--I mean. Yes, alright, I can, but I really shouldn't. And hardly anyone knows I can either, so if you wouldn't mind keeping this under wraps.
[ Oh, why is it so hard to keep this a secret when he has spent the last six thousand years doing just fine? It's definitely the new environment, and all the panicking, and not having all the comforts of home just be at his beck and call. ]
no subject
Calm down. I'm not going to tell anyone about your inanimate object healing powers.
What's your name?
no subject
[ He extends a hand. ]
And you are?
[ Yes, it's an odd name for an odd bloke who has magic mending powers. And healing powers, though don't tell him, he doesn't know they're currently broken. ]
no subject
[he looks him up and down-- Aziraphale, huh?]
I'll help you with the bridge, and keep your secret.
[metas. honestly. at least his power seemed relatively subtle-- and so, so, so useful.]
no subject
Well then, let's get to it.
This should alleviate some traffic at least; I hate traffic.
[ Aziraphale having to build a bridge from scratch is... a disaster, but probably hilarious to look at. He has... no idea where to begin. ]