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Test Drive Meme #6


TEST DRIVE MEME #6


Hello and welcome to the In the Night test drive meme for November! Thanks for your interest in our game! Reserves open on November 20, and applications open on November 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 7 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




KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE



When the spirits decide to throw the residents of Beacon a feast, you have two options: partake or abstain. It doesn’t take long for the effects of the food to become apparent. Either you turned away from the temptation and watched your gluttonous comrades fall into a deep, comatose slumber…or you’re among the dreamers, and you awake to a Beacon of a time long forgotten. It's the same Beacon that was left upon falling asleep, but now, the sunlight is bright overhead and songbirds can be heard throughout the forest. The bonfire has been replaced by an ornate fountain, like a proper town square, and there's no lighthouse out on the peninsula.

While dreamers have the chance to explore, those stuck in the waking world find themselves swiftly overcome by a horde of violent green-eyed spirits that attack everything they can get their hands on: even if that includes an individual that’s left asleep and helpless. Regardless of your strength, this is your task now. Protect and defend the town if you want there to be anything left of it.

Although, unlike the official event, there will be no mod-run groups for dreaming and exploration, you’re free to write your character waking up in a sunny version of the known locations in Beacon and write your own psychological horror breakdowns of the dreamy world. Or, if you choose to write your character as a defender, feel free to make up your own green-eyed spirits to fight while looking over the comatose bodies of the dreamers.

This prompt is a mini version of the game's Enter Mr. Sandman event.





SHEER HEART ATTACK



You’ve never seen him before. A giggling little boy, cloaked in shadow, beckons you to follow through the forest. He travels quickly, always too fast to quite keep up with, and takes you through the trees with ease. If you choose to keep following, you're lead to an old, abandoned house, and once inside…find that the dining room has been all done up for a sort of dinner party. Various spirits clatter at the seats, pounding the table with forks and knives. They’re not the spirits you know. They’re not the chirping, scuttling friends that can be encountered around town.

No, these are long-clawed and jagged-toothed. They’re dirty and sunken-eyed, their masks streaked with red. The little boy collapses in a pile of wooden limbs at the foot of the table. Closer, now, the light of your lantern shows him for what he was: a puppet. The puppeteer makes itself known where it had hidden itself against the dark ceiling, eight long legs creeping into the once-unoccupied space of the doorway. As it blocks the way out, and the other spirits grow ever noisier, the looming figure of the Baubledook takes their rightful place at the far end of the table.

You have very little time to ask yourself: are you the guests of honor...or the main course?




network prompts




TOO MUCH LOVE WILL KILL YOU



Another week comes, marked by Robin's latest bulletin posting on the Network. But this one's a bit different: as a final note to sign off on the latest updates, she encourages everyone to give thanks in the spirit of the harvest season. Whether you want to thank someone directly or maybe say something more abstract, don't you think you'll feel better if you spread something positive? No? Not incentive enough? Well, this time, Robin appears to have accounted for the no-fun naysayers that try to skirt around her attempts at community building.

All readers will quickly discover that they're unable to navigate away from the bulletin until a thankful comment is left. There must be some kind of keyword function programmed in to only allow escape to those who have left thankful content. Better think of something, cynics and grumps. If nothing else, there's probably no way for the Network to tone police?





I WANT IT ALL



A friendly pumpkin sprite has appeared in the bottom corner of your tablet's dashboard! It's a loving and smiling companion, asking quite frequently to be attended to and, most importantly: fed. Curiously, the more that you feed the digital vegetable, the bigger it grows...until it's actively blocking out parts of your screen. You could stop feeding it, of course. It's not real or alive, so what's the harm? But as it grows hungrier and more insistent and you continue not to feed it, it cries and cries until it goes from sad to angry.

And then you notice it chomping at the edge of the screen, eating it away, bit by bit, blacking out the corners and working its way inward, making apps inaccessible and the network harder and harder to navigate. Maybe you should have given it what it wanted.





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katie ( pidgeon ) holt / voltron: legendary defender

[personal profile] subroutines 2019-11-22 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
( too much love will kill you; )
( it isn't that she isn't thankful for … things … in a very general sense! she's just generally not that public of a person, putting her thanks out in the open, no matter how generic it might be, just isn't her style.

so, she tries to navigate away from the bulletin. once. twice. three times? no dice.

hm.
)

so let's say someone wanted to fiddle around with something on the network
like maybe … coding wise
how badly would that be frowned upon?


( she's thinking of maybe trying to make it possible to get away from the bulletin? pidgeon, no. just say something nice. )

( i want it all;; )
( naturally, a cute little pumpkin sprite shows up wanting to be fed, and she feeds it; it's a whole heck of a lot like having one of those nanopets or a tamagotchi, except where those things were concerned she had a tendency to forget to feed them for weeks and when she picked it up again … well, it was never good.

but the thing keeps getting bigger, and bigger, and of course she stops feeding it in order to. she doesn't know. maybe make it shrink? that'll work, right? except it doesn't, and she picks up her tablet to find the thing has already chomped its way through a good chunk of one corner — and she squawks.
) What the heck!? Stop that! ( well. that just means that anyone passing by her will hear her talking to a pixelated pumpkin.

anybody wanna help her out?
)
marmoron: marmoron (chilled out with the fam)

too much love eh

[personal profile] marmoron 2019-11-22 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
don't know the actual answer to your question but...
sounds like a fun challenge for you.
or y'know. maybe you can't fix all your problems with code


[seeing as he's apparently not meant to be fixing his problems with pointy objects.]
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keet don't judge her

[personal profile] subroutines 2019-11-22 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
you can ALWAYS fix problems with code, keith

( okay but no problems can be solved with pointy objects? have you learned nothing!? )

it's been pretty fun so far
i kinda started poking around already


( of course you did, pidgeon. )
marmoron: by request of the icon creator, pls do not take (mellow man)

but it's so much fun .. (??)

[personal profile] marmoron 2019-11-22 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
always? heh. sounds fake

[and look, he could very easily ask why she even bothered to ask the question if she was going to tinker around anyway, but you know what one of them has to be the adult here. probably.</small>]

so how's that going?
find anything interesting about becaon's network yet?
subroutines: (tumblr_inline_oyehbhpeYO1r3leyb_100)

it is, it's true

[personal profile] subroutines 2019-11-23 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
( one of them being the adult here is what sounds fake, honestly. but she's not going to say anything about it. )

it's um
going kind of slow, actually
you would not believe the encryptions written into literally everything
it's kinda fun but at the same time
WHEN WILL IT CRACK??
marmoron: marmoron (say what now)

good they can be on the same wavelength

[personal profile] marmoron 2019-11-23 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
wait.
you haven't cracked it yet? seriously?


[since when do holt proof encryptions exist anywhere in the universe? forget the aggro spirits, things that want them dead(er) are just par the course, THIS is actually concerning shit right here.]
subroutines: (tumblr_inline_oyehbiBVQo1r3leyb_100)

that sounds incredibly dangerous

[personal profile] subroutines 2019-11-23 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
( tell her about it! holts were made to crack anything, and this ... it's new to her, of course, and she might have thought she'd always be able to crack anything she gave the good ol' college try.

but this is bananas.
)

i can feel your judgment all the way over here
stop that
i'm getting somewhere!
i think
marmoron: marmoron (god this is dumb)

form gremlintron!!

[personal profile] marmoron 2019-11-23 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
more like i'm surprised and increasingly concerned that you can't hack into this
but sure. i'm judging you now
guess that counts
subroutines: (Sg4ZbmI)

new ship name right there

[personal profile] subroutines 2019-11-23 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
your judgment is not helping
not at all
i know i work well under pressure, but jeez
this is something else
marmoron: marmoron (ay baebae)

oh no that's a cute shipname...

[personal profile] marmoron 2019-11-23 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
and you think you'd work better if i stood in front of you and waved poms poms or something
subroutines: (tumblr_inline_oyehbhpeYO1r3leyb_100)

isn't it? dang it

[personal profile] subroutines 2019-11-23 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
( oh. keith. you have no idea what you've just done.

you've activated the gremlin.
)

actually
the mental image of you with pompoms is really motivating
can you make that happen?
marmoron: marmoron (side eye)

[personal profile] marmoron 2019-11-23 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
find me some pom poms and maybe i will
not doing a dumb cheer though


[JUST MAKING THAT PART ABSOLUTELY CLEAR. FUCK IF HE HAS TO GO THROUGH THIS "I SAY VOL, YOU SAY TRON" SHIT AGAIN.]
subroutines: (pidge3)

[personal profile] subroutines 2019-11-23 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
( it absolutely would not be as generic a cheer as that, make no mistake.

it would be something so much more inventive.
)

new objective: find pompoms
i think that might take precedence over everything else