TEST DRIVE MEME #3

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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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[pearlstrings]

If you ever meet someone without issues, let me know.

[It's a cavalier way to say it, but he suspects it isn't off the mark. He understands what the other is trying to say, the point he's attempting to get across. But Bruce considers it a footnote in their larger mystery.

Yes, he's seen the dead come back to life.
Yes, he's seen them come back different.

But the changes that take hold afterwards don't alter the facts. Death used to be permanent, a kind of constant people have feared and tried to outrun. Here they are, on some indeterminate point between.]

What's your name?

[notthatjason]

[That catches Jason off guard and he can't help but chuckle. Because, yeah, he has a point. Issues were pretty universal: human, god, or otherwise. The amusement doesn't leave him as he responds.]

Sure, you'll be the first to know...except I don't know who you are? So am I supposed to just whisper that into the shadows?

[Yes, he comes with jokes. Sorry, but you have been lurking way longer than even his friend who is the son of the god of the Underworld.]

My name is Jason Grace, so I guess you could always find me.

[pearlstrings]

[Jason Grace.

Who believes in life after death. Who was killed by a spear through the chest. Who goes to high places to clear his thoughts. Who believes in divine intervention and knows people that have come back from the dead.

There's something cavalier about his tone that suggests that despite the thoughts that had been weighing on him, that had been oppressive enough to chase him to this rooftop, he isn't without a sense of humor. Bruce watches his shoulders rise and fall with the chuckle, hears I guess you could always find me. And instead of saying anything at all, he steps quietly off the side of the rooftop and into the dark, leaving Jason alone.]