memesinthenight | 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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[ please no. he holds up a hand, flat, fingers extended and his palm towards her, and turns his head away with his eyes shut like he just can't bear to think of it. ]

Can we not. While I'm tryin' to enjoy myself here.

[She bursts out laughing.]

You totally started it. And you're talking to me, so you should already be enjoying yourself.

In your defence you're makin' it pretty easy.

[ wait. back up a second. he'd been inching close to a smile but now he's caught between that and an eyes-narrowed look of suspicion. ]

Hold up, Little Miss Cosplay, how'd I start it?

You said cosplay was a sex thing!

[She says, defensively.]

No no. No no no.

[ he half-grins half-grimaces at her. ]

No.

[ 👌👌👌 ]

I asked if it was. You said sometimes.

I hate this.

[She reaches up to tap the brim of his hat.]

Do you think I could pull off the cowboy thing?

[ his face scrunches up a little as he considers it. ]

Mm. Yeah, sure. It's about attitude.

What kind of attitude? Should I take notes?

Now, d'you think I should start chargin' for lessons? Ain't just gonna reveal all my secrets to any two-bit lantern-wielder that stumbles by.

[ a beat. ]

Not that you're a two-bit lantern-wielder. I'm talkin' about the – [ he waves a hand around the bar to demonstrate. ] – populace. I figure when I start tellin' you all my secrets there'll be a line outside my room.

Ooh, does that mean you like me?

It means... [ well, yes, honestly. he had a whole joke planned and now it's gone, and he's not even mad. in a search for something else to talk about to avoid having to admit he's not as hard to endear as he likes to pretend he is, although she probably already knows that, he scans over her face again and alights belatedly upon her ears. ] —those real? [ for a second he wants to reach over and pinch the pointy tip of one and give it a pull, but that's rude any which way you slice it, so he does the same for his own ear instead, like a demonstration. ]

[She sighs with extra dramatics this time, as though she's strapping in for a conversation she thinks will be dumb.]

Yeah, they're real. My dad was an elf.

An – [ he pauses, abruptly. ] Okay. [ okay! fine! she's magic and an elf or, half elf, maybe, if it's just her dad who was one? raylan is long past the point of questioning anything, never mind just the little things. he grins around pursed lips, nods, eyes crinkling serenely at the corners. ] Of course an elf. Why not an elf. You suit 'em.

[The easiest way to befriend her is flattery, and so she grins instantly.]

Thanks. The hat suits you, too. I was expecting you to grill me about the elf thing.

What would I have to grill you about? You are who you are.

[ a startlingly profound statement for it essentially being about elf ears. ]

[Kyna smiles a little at that.]

It's just... You know. The last place I was at was kind of like this and I got a lot of fucking weird comments.

Sure, I bet you did. Bet you got tired of it real quick, too.

[ sometimes he's smart. he leans over to the bar again and waves for the attention of one of the forest spirit things. ]

Excuse me. Could I trouble you for some ice cream? [ a glance sideways at kyna. ] You want some ice cream? Ice cream for the lady, too.

[Now she positively lights up. Okay, she definitely likes this guy.]

Are cowboys allowed to eat ice cream? Isn't that too soft or something?

[ considering the shitty quality of this place's bourbon, he isn't holding out much hope for their ice cream. when the whatsit gets back, it's with two cones of soft serve, which he supposes is better than nothing. he accepts them both and passes one off to kyna. ]

Nobody's kicked me outta the guild for eatin' it just yet. Figure I'm still good.

[ raylan has an experimental lick. as expected, it's not great. too sweet. but at least for right now he's just going to take it. maybe later he'll pen a strongly-worded letter. ]

[Kyna takes a lick of hers, too, and of course she finds it just perfect. All food is good food, obviously?]

There's a guild? Do you have a little card and everything?

Yeah, if you look real close at a ten dollar note there's a little cowboy hat on top of the eye pyramid thing. That's us.

Wait.

[She squints at him. This line of joking is already going off the rails.]

Cowboy Illuminati?

[ he gestures with both hands, lifting his eyebrows. ]

You didn't hear it from me.

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