memesinthenight | 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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[Stone wrinkles his nose, bares his teeth a little in sympathetic distaste. They're definitely sharper than the average human's. Also, his gums are colorless, too, just like the rest of his skin.]

I know what that's like. That's not what brought you here, is it?

[Maybe asking people about their deaths is a little personal. Stone doesn't care.]

No. Those things happened before I was born.

[ She shrugs, shifting from foot to foot. ]

I fell in battle. I left my master behind, and I was not strong enough to defeat my enemy alone.

[ She meets his eyes straight on. ]

It was a good, honorable death.

[Ah, a fighting sort of culture. That makes sense, and even for Raksura there's no shame in dying in battle. Poor kid, though. Stone gives her shoulder a pat.]

I'm sure it was. So you're a warrior, then, huh?

[ Kettara blinks, surprised by the touch, but doesn't jerk away. He's an elder, though not one of her own, and she appreciates his calmness. And it helps that he's not human. ]

A shaman. I speak with the elemental spirits of my world, and help maintain balance between them. Sometimes I must also fight.

[Be glad he didn't try to hug you, Kettara. He's a fairly touchy person.]

Oh, yeah, our shamans fight some too. No spirits, though, just magic.

[Not what he would have guessed, but now he's going to be treating her like a mentor. Fun.]

[ Kettara blinks, intrigued. ]

Do they fight with magic? Or fight the magic itself?

[Stone laughs.]

No, they’re healers and augers. If they want to fight, they do it with their claws and teeth, same as the rest of us.

[Except right now he doesn’t have any claws, even if he does have the teeth.]

[ Kettara looks him up and down curiously. He doesn't seem to have claws, or particularly impressive teeth. ]

Ah. Then you are a shape changer?

[Nice that she's not freaking out about the idea. Stone isn't hiding what he is, since he's dead and that seems like a lot of work, and besides, it might be useful for people to know they have a large flying person around. But sometimes groundlings get afraid of that sort of thing.]

Yeah. My other form is a lot bigger than this one.

I see. It's not a common gift where I am from, but there are beings who can change their shape.

[ Even she can shape change, though only to a small extent. It's nothing like the gifts possessed by the druids. ]

It is...easier, to appear as a human?

Well, it scares a lot less people. And the bigger one can't actually talk in any way you'll understand, plus it doesn't fit in any of these buildings here.

[Stone shrugs.]

It's not necessarily more comfortable for me, though. You really miss having a tail and wings, sometimes.

Oh. [ His other form must be large indeed! Perhaps, like the Dragon Aspects, he wishes to engage the community in a size others can relate to. ] I can see how that would be difficult.

[ Learning how to balance two vastly different bodies would prove difficult in fighting, for one thing. ]

Can you fly in this place?

I can, though I haven't tried going out over the forest or water yet.

[He grins suddenly.]

Want a lift across the village sometime?

[Some groundlings think flying is fun. Some don't. He's curious what Kettara will think.]

[ Kettara laughs, delighted. She's seen the wyvern riders coming out of Ogrimmar many times, but never tried it herself. ]

I would! But I was also thinking it might be a good way to take the wider look at things. Perhaps a pattern might emerge from a distance.

[ If there is a pattern to be found in this place. ]

I know we are dead. I accept that. But if there are answers to be found, then I would seek them out.

I see better from above, anyway. And it might be safer than walking, fewer of those spirit-things to maybe catch me.

[He looks thoughtful, and interested.]

I'd just been trying to catch up on what everyone else knows, first, so I had a better idea of which way to go. I'd been thinking maybe a visit to the lighthouse, though.

Perhaps. They could have ballista, though. Or some other long ranged weapon.

[ Kettara isn't used to fighting in the sky, but she's aware of some of the general dangers. Still, the potential benefits likely outweigh the risk at this point. ]

That would be wise. Perhaps I could accompany you?

[ It seems more useful than this scavenger hunt, at any rate. ]

[Stone decides not to admit he doesn't know what ballista is. The joys of coming from an isolationist hunter-gatherer society. He's more well-traveled than most, but not that well-traveled.]

I won't say no to some company, sure. It doesn't even seem like it's that far. You can't ride on my back, though, there's a bunch of spines back there. I'll have to carry you.

[Probably better make that clear, just so she knows.]

[ Kettara considers that for a moment. She won't enjoy being carried, but the potential knowledge seems worth the discomfort. ]

Is it difficult for you to fly and carry someone at the same time?

Nah. I do it all the time. When you're as big as I am, and everyone else is closer to your size, having someone who can carry the injured or the wingless means I get turned into a boat any time we're traveling very far. I can carry three or four normal-sized people.

[He pauses, scowls.]

Maybe not four anymore.

[Shitting getting old thing.]

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