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memesinthenight2019-06-14 11:39 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME #1
TEST DRIVE MEME #1
Hello and welcome to the In the Night test drive meme for June! Thanks for your interest in our game! Reserves open on June 20, and applications open on June 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/application cap of
20 apps per month(this has been waived for the first month!).- 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.
- Though threads can become canon, they cannot count toward 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
YOU'RE DEAD, JIM
You haven't been in Beacon long when you find yourself in Bonfire Square, staring into the flames and thinking about how you ended up here. Maybe it was an accident, a sudden freak thing that you never saw coming until you woke up on the ferry, or maybe it's a miracle you made it as long as you did. Maybe death was a relief. Maybe it was just your time. Whatever the case, you can't help but reflect on your final moments as you linger in the firelight.
But however you died, it's behind you now, and you're here, stuck in this little town with just a few buildings and a smattering of other people. You're going to be here a while, so you may as well get to know your neighbors, but... Would it be cathartic to commiserate about your deaths? Or is your time better spent stocking up at the general store? Then again, you've got plenty of time, so why not catch a drink or two (or three) at the Invincible? Pretend you're unaffected by your death, and, well. Fake it 'til you make it, perhaps.
Point is, you have options. You're dead, you died, and this is your "life" now. Better get used to it.
AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES
Currently, there's only one place to live (technically speaking) in Beacon: the Invincible, a tavern and inn located in Bonfire Square. Luckily, the place has working amenities (minus light), and the forest spirits don't charge anything for your stay. Unfortunately, it seems there may not be enough rooms for everyone. Guess you'll have to get cozy!
Maybe you'll try to pick a roommate from around town or in the bar downstairs, or maybe you'll just walk into the first room you see and choose that way. Want a room all to yourself? Get ready to fend off any potential intruders. And the fun doesn't end there.
The Invincible's rooms aren't all created equal. Some may have had their furniture stolen or become a dumping ground for unwanted pieces, resulting in a single bed, five dressers, and other equally distressing situations. Will someone sleep on the floor? Will you nail two beds together to form bunk beds? Maybe you just want to make this room into something more like home— potentially to your roommate's chagrin. Whatever you decide, this is where you're staying for now, so you might as well get comfortable.
network prompts
HACKER VOICE: I'M IN
In order to use the network, you have to register a username. Er, at least, that's how it's supposed to work. For some reason, new users have recently been able to bypass that requirement, allowing them to post anonymously. Time to troll strangers on the magical internet!
Eventually though, you'll need a username in order to use the tablet's other functions, like the direct messaging system. So hey, why not take advantage of the ability to source opinions, and workshop your potential usernames on the network? Share ideas, get feedback, steal ideas, critique others, and figure out what you want everyone to call you.
TURN ON YOUR LOCATION
When you wake up, you're in the woods. An iron shackle complete with a chain leashes you to a tree, and the only light you have is your lantern. You've never seen this area of the woods before. You certainly didn't go to sleep here.
Hm.
But, all is not lost. You find your phone in your pocket, as well as a scrap of paper covered back to front in cryptic scribbles. Are these clues to your location? They must be. You also spot a key dangling from a branch, though it's hanging from a tree you'll never be able to reach from here. Perhaps someone on the network will be able to lend you a hand...
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What kind of work would be done in conjunction with whales? Search and rescue, maybe? They would probably be pretty good at that. A number of other practical possibilities come to mind too but none of them sound like they would be much in the whales' interest - towing cargo, wrecking pirate ships, all the sorts of things warships do without complaint. Working with a whale must mean their intelligence is enough of a benefit where you can give up a little bit of control to them.
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“I think they’re working on using currents to divert oceanic pollution to more manageable areas for easy clean up! I can’t really tell you how other than magic. They tried explaining it to me once and it was just… a lot.” Just thinking about the sheer amount of physics makes her eyes glaze over.
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Because it's not in his, really, except for in certain isolated areas. Most islands just don't have enough people for it to be an issue. But where it is, like around Spider Miles, the trash heaps sure do grow high. He'd never though much about how they might affect the ocean, though, other than there being lots of debris to collide against ships, but it's not pretty to look at.
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“How about in your world? Clear beaches? Clean waters?” God she’s terrible at conversations wow.
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"Sort of. Depends on where you are. We have industry and landfills and all that too. But most places are pretty clean," he says with a shrug. "It would be hard to trash the whole ocean when there's so much water."
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“Huh… I’d love to visit your world one day. It sounds like a lot of fun. So many beaches.” She says cheerfully, blatantly ignoring their situation as well as her new state of being.
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"I guess when there are beaches everywhere you don't think of them as being so special. And a lot of the islands have rocks or cliffs, too, it's not all pristine sand everywhere. But... the nice ones? They're probably some of the best there are." Sure, he'll indulge her in the daydream, and even gives her a bit of a smile. It's worth it just to feel like everything isn't completely shit.
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coveredgrin, mood uplifted by the act of helping and talks of beaches. Maybe she could visit the one here when they’re done. Even if it’s missing the familiar tang of salt in the air, at least it’s something.“And I think we’re done… unless you have more chairs hiding somewhere.” She says, clearly hoping that there aren’t any.
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Well, better to rip the band aid off as they say.
"What's your name?" Whoops.
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"Rosinante," he replies. "And you?"
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