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TEST DRIVE MEME #4
TEST DRIVE MEME #4
Hello and welcome to the In the Night test drive meme for September! Thanks for your interest in our game! Reserves open on September 20, and applications open on September 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, and a (current) application cap of 13 apps this month for new players, as the game has a player cap of 60. An accurate count of current players will always be available on the taken page.
- 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.
- 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
GATHER YE ROSEBUDS WHILE YE MAY
With a cloud of mourning having weighed heavy on Beacon over the last month, the Lighthouse Keeper has decided to try and rally the community with a game: a selfie scavenger hunt! With the promise of (secret) prizes for those who play along, she's provided a list of 25 different items to track down and take a picture with. And, of course, all submissions will be public for others to view and comment upon. A town forum, Instagram-style. How fun! Feel like teaming up? Finding a companion to go searching with could make the task go by faster, as there's nothing saying that you can't both submit the same pictures so long as you take them together. And what's a proper game without company?
This prompt is a mini version of this month's Gather Up event.
IT'S RAININ' SIDEWAYS
Overall, the weather has been mild lately. Since Autumn hit, the standard has been overcast darkness blotting the stars and little wind. The rumble of thunder sounds just before the downpour begins, as if a switch has been flipped up in the clouds. If you're in the Invincible, the houses in the village, or any of the other solid establishments, it isn't anything to worry about, really. Mostly, it just means hunkering down until the storm passes. However...it seems that someone opted to build themselves a structure in the square that's proven not to be able to withstand these harsher elements. Whether you're the unfortunate sap in the tent or you're merely a bystander, one way or another, you notice its roof cave in, the beams placed to support it buckling inward and trapping the inhabitant inside. It's not enough to crush someone, but it'll surely be difficult to gather oneself as the wind and the rain bears down without mercy. Call for help and maybe someone will hear you, or be the good Samaritan that runs to their aid.
network prompts
I CAN'T *PBBT* UNDERSTAND *PBBT* YOUR ACCENT
Something's wrong. The things that you type and the things that you speak are transforming themselves upon being posted to the network. Or maybe that's not quite accurate, because everything in your posts are certainly your own words...it's just that indiscernible static has descended upon the page and crept into your audio, blocking out pieces of your statements--just enough to change the overall meaning of what you were originally saying. Efforts to clarify don't seem to be improving the situation, and it's hard to say if there's any way of fixing this. Maybe it's a comfort that the problem isn't isolated on your end; after all, that effectively takes the issue out of your hands to solve. Or maybe it's just the opposite. Maybe knowing that the network is experiencing widespread failures, however mild, fills you with a sense of dread and unease. One thing's clear, at least: you'll need a bit of luck to get your point across for the time being.
THE TITLE EQUIVALENT FOR WHEN YOUR GRANDMA COMMENTS ON YOUR UNRELATED FB STATUS AS IF SHE'S WRITING YOU A PERSONAL LETTER
Sometime in the recent past you had a problem. Maybe it was a dire emergency advertised to the community at large, maybe you became overwhelmed with stress and needed the ear of a close friend, or maybe it was just something embarrassing you were sharing in confidence. Unfortunately, regardless of what the message was, it looks like it disappeared the moment you hit send, as if it had been eaten by the network itself. It's been long enough now that you've brushed it off; you've been able to solve your problem one way or another and moved on. That's when it appears, unprompted, on the network for all to see, regardless of how private it was meant to be. Well, now you might have a bit of explaining to do.
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It's hard to see just how drenched Scarlett is, her fitted black clothes not giving much away. It's the short, brackish hair that she has plastered to her face, neck and head that indicates she's soaked through. A scowl on her features like she could scare the damn storm away just by staring it down. ]
I prefer the term intellectually challenged. [ Her tone dry, the slice of sarcasm falling a little flat given Scarlett's inability to ever come across as anything other than an asshole. Granted? The pair of katanas she's wearing strapped to her back? Probably don't help much. ]
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He chuckles though, if even soft, head knocking back against the door as he attempts to try and stay dry; pointless, he knows. ]
Guess that makes two of us then.
[ Pausing, he gives his companion here a fleeting glance before he looks back out to the storm around them. ]
What's got you so eager to be out in all this?
[ Because judging from the katanas there on her back? Can't say she's out for a swim. ]
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They do nothing to protect her from the wind that whips through the trees, however, Scarlett glowering at the storm as she tries to retreat against the wall of the building. She grumbles something inaudible in response to his question, kicking at the hardwood flooring that made up the entry to the general store with the steel-capped toe of her boot. ]
Yeah, I wouldn't go that far. [ Huffing a soundless laugh as she glances at Nyx then back towards The Invincible. Her lips pressed into a thin line, before she pulls her answer begrudgingly past her lips. ] I was looking for a kid. Thought she might be stuck out in this.
[ Her weight shifts from one foot to the other, Scarlett trying to use her body to shield the lantern dangling from her hand. The weather showing zero signs of easing up, at least enough to make a break for it. ]
What's your excuse? [ The barest hit of a smirk touching her lips. ]
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Her explanation of her looking for a kid gets him to look over to her a little more seriously, brows furrowed at the thought of a kid out in this sort of weather. ]
Just passing through. Don't exactly know my way around here much.
[ But, that doesn't really matter much to him. ]
She yours? Sister? Daughter?
[ The kid that she's out here looking for, he means. ]
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No - [ Her tone bordering on incredulous as she shifts her weight uncomfortably from what foot to another. Her tone dismissive even as her actions up to this point, suggest otherwise. ]
No, she's just some kid. [ God forbid anyone think for a second that Scarlett cared about anyone other than herself, least of all some pain in the ass little girl who followed her around trying to copy her. ] A kid goes missing in this and people are likely to lose their damn minds.
[ She's not wrong, of course, but you don't have to be a genius to realize that has little to do with her being here.
It's okay Scarlett the world will not end if people discover you have emotions. ]no subject
But her reaction is more than enough for an answer and he just nods as he looks back out into this lovely little storm they've found themselves caught in. ]
Not the sort of place a lot of people should be. But you're right, a kid especially is likely to cause a stir.
[ With another crack of thunder booming over them, he presses himself against the door a little more, knowing it's damn well futile with the way the rain blows sideways but. ]
What she look like? In case I see her around.
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Small. Blonde. Pain in the ass. [ Her tone dry, but not harsh. ] Big blue eyes that could sucker candy out of Satan given half the chance.
[ Another gust of wind whistles through the front awning of the General Store, Scarlett raising an arm to shield her from the hard spray of rain that whips at her face. ]
Screw this - [ Waiting for it to calm down wasn't getting them very far and she'd be damned if she was gonna get taken out by a freakin storm blowing out her lantern.
Without anymore warning than that, Scarlett turns towards the door, even with Nyx standing there. The wind whipping through the curtains inside the shop as she pushes it open with her hip. It takes all her weight to half close it again, trying to protect the interior from being bombarded with wind and rain and it would look like she was about to leave Nyx to fend for himself, until her face appears at the crack of the doorway. ]
Well? You coming or what?
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Somehow, the wind isn't enough to tear him out of his thoughts but her suggesting he more or less move his ass lest he be left out here in this storm? Yeah, that sure does. ]
Not that much of an idiot.
[ He gives a shake of his head with just the faintest look of amusement on his face before he ducks himself inside along with her, lantern held close which is... certainly going to be a thing to figure out how to handle practically twenty-four seven. ]