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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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[His entire life has kind of become taking one for the team for the past few months, he realizes. Whatever.]
Where are you from?
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That's a... good question. [ The slightest grimace touching her lips. ] Connecticut. Originally.
After that? I was still trying to figure that out when I - ya know. [ Her hand waving around to indicate this place. Dying. Whatever this is. ]
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Sounds complicated. How were you trying to figure it out?
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Do you believe in alternate universes? [ A beat. ] I'm not a crazy person, I swear.
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[He hesitates for a second, weighing how to respond.]
I've never thought about it.
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This isn't the first time something like this has happened. [ Allie stealing a quick look in Peter's direction as she tries to decide if he believes her or not. ]
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What? You mean this?
[Peter sweeps a hand around them, as though somehow that indicates the whole "we're totally dead and trapped in what seems like some kid's nightmare" thing.]
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That so hard to believe?
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[ Taking another pull of her beer before adding; ]
I'm not entirely convinced we've died at all.
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Huh. I'm listening.
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Before I was here, I was home - but not the home I grew up in. It all looked the same only, everyone had disappeared and when we tried to leave? Every exit to town was blocked off by dense woods. [ Her eyebrows raise at that. ] Sound familiar?
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This doesn't look like the town I was in, but I get where you're going.
[He's not dismissing it, anyway.]
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[ Not that it changes anything. They're still stuck here but she prefers the idea that the death she remembers, might not be as real as it feels. ]
So what was it like? The town you were in?
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[Also, most of the people there were assholes, but that's not really relevant.]
What about the one you're from?
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That sounds familiar. [ Nodding at his description, rather than the name. ]
It's much the same. I guess more, families than just one but, the class system was alive and well in West Ham.
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Yup. Sounds pretty metal though, doesn't it?
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It's probably all - manicured lawns and, the whole town filling out the pews on a Sunday.
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I live in a trailer, so I don't know much about manicured lawns, and I fall asleep in churches.
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[ Of course, that was easy to say when you had one of those manicured lawns. ]
Also your idea of going to Church. [ Another grin as she takes another mouthful of beer, proving her lightweight status by already feeling a bit of a buzz. ]