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TEST DRIVE MEME #9
TEST DRIVE MEME #9
Hello and welcome to the In the Night test drive meme for March! Thanks for your interest in our game! In an effort to streamline our application process and avoid future confusion between incoming and existing players, we will no longer have a reservation period. Applications open on March 22, and will be judged on a first-come, first-served basis.
While you're here...
- Take a look at our rules and faq pages to familiarize yourself with the game.
- Note that we have a (current) application cap of 15 apps this month for new players, as the game has a player cap of 70. 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 top-leveling is not limited to new characters! If current players wish to post a starter, 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).
- If you haven't already, please take a moment to look at our announcement regarding changes to the application cycle, which involves information concerning the 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
DANCING QUEEN (cw corpses)
When the ferry chugs up to the dock, its speakers are crackling with a happy song. What a fun way to bring in all the newcomers! Except... goodness, what's that terrible stench? The ferry docks and lowers its gangway as per usual, but the ship is quiet. No newcomers flock to the deck to disembark, and instead, the faint sound of buzzing flies can be heard over the breeze.
Boarding the ferry quickly reveals the source of the flies: decaying bodies, dozens of them, are littered throughout the ship. Some lie in bunks and could be asleep if it weren't for the rot, and others are strewn throughout the cargo hold and the deck. There are no lanterns among them, and there aren't any signs of fighting or struggle around the ship. Inspecting the bodies (if anyone seriously wants to do that) won't yield any definitive answers in terms of cause of death, but, oh. Though it's difficult to tell at first glance due to the decay, these bodies... They're residents of Beacon.
Maybe you find your friend or yourself or, oh, there's Rastus! And Robin! The gang's all here, albeit disgustingly—and Dancing Queen crackles over the speakers. Welcome, welcome!
—but before the ferry departs again, the corpses start to move. Moving about the ship, someone might first hear a sigh, or a sputter, or a little laugh, and maybe it could be brushed off as a trick of the mind until the bodies stand, hoisting themselves up with whatever limbs they have left, and drag themselves toward the deck. One by one, they slip clumsily over the railing and back into the lake, but not before they drop their disguises and slowly contort back into their usual forest spirit bodies (source).
Ugh. Frickin' spirits.
WELCOME TO OUR GAME: INTO THE DARK
In spite of the strange occurrences starting off the month, there's still work to be done in Beacon. Or perhaps it's precisely due to this that Rastus calls for the attention of anyone who will listen as they pass by his station at the bonfire. All but shoving a torch in your hand, he requests that you place it around one of the many locations that could use a source of light! A lot of new places have been discovered recently, after all.
In the event that you choose to choose to play with this prompt as game canon, please remember to report where you choose to place a torch on the item request page so the setting can be updated accordingly! For incoming players, this can be reported retroactively!
These efforts would be a great service to the community at large; Rastus reminds everyone that while the bonfire is a finite resource, it's still a resource that's meant to be utilized.
network prompts
IF YOU DIE IN THE GAME YOU DIE FOR REAL
Not long after the ferry shows up with, uh, no people and a whole lotta corpses (that turn out to be forest spirits playing a very uncool prank), Robin makes a post to the network!
Oh holy god uhhhh OK so no idea what's going on with the ferry this month, wow. Data from the portal is saying nobody new came through, so... nothing to worry about!!! Probably!! I really don't know anything more than you guys right now but I'm gonna get in touch with Dr. Solis. She'll have a better idea of what's going on than me. I'll get back to you all as soon as we figure out what's up.
In the meantime..........!!! I thought it might be fun to play some games to get our minds off stuff? How about hangman! Here's how to play if you don't know!
She attaches a little set of instructions for any characters not in the know. Fun stuff!
But, uh oh. If you get a letter wrong, you'll notice it's getting just a bit more difficult to breathe... Is the air particularly heavy today? Allergies, maybe? No, the feeling only gets worse as the game continues, each incorrect guess tightening an invisible noose around your neck.
The only way out is through, it seems, as nothing provides any relief save for winning a game. But what happens if you lose...?
(If asked, Robin also has no idea what's up with that. Heck! Maybe it's the lanterns acting up again? In any case, the weird hangman curse will resolve itself within a day or two.)
PARTICIPATION FOR CLOWNS
All at once, a notice arrives in everyone's inboxes. It appears to be some sort of strange attempt at a bingo card! It would, potentially, be a mystery as to who crafted this and, well, exactly what it's supposed to mean, were it not for the underlying message that accompanies it.
The real problem here being, of course, that the librarian's apparent game is a bit, well, difficult to understand. Well, it's possible that it won't require any stringent rules. Ultimately, those who bring in a bingo card that has a row of marks in any particular fashion will receive a free gift compliment of the spirit as a way to promote the library. There might be some fabric missing where the shirt has been bitten into, but, hey, nobody's perfect.
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We must restore the light to this world, then return to our Star and correct what has gone astray.
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Which would be what? What, in your view, has gone so terribly wrong on our Star?
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Your life was fated to end at the hands of the King of Light. The Scourge was meant to go with you.
[To say nothing of the aforementioned scion's early demise. Somnus exhales through his nose.]
In order for that future to pass, I should have been king.
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And maybe it did!
Maybe in my passing I've taken the Scourge forth to a new world!
[He lifts his arms as if to embrace the sky then his brother's words catch up with his fevered mind.
He whips around, stepping into Somnus's personal space.]
Should have been king?
What is it you remember, Somnus!?
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You must understand, Brother, that our experiences are not one and the same.
The Oracle has informed me that my role is that of the Founder King, yet I was felled by your blade the day I attempted to seize the throne. She claims that my children ruled the kingdom when I sired none.
[Somnus steps back, if only to lock eyes with his brother.]
I am not the king as told by history. My memories are mine alone; they cannot be reconciled with yours.
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[Cold emotion sweeps through him.
There's elation in there at the very idea that in some unknown timestream he'd been the Founder King. That joy is mostly drowned out beneath anger that said timestream is not his own.]
Your memories needn't be yours alone.
[He reaches out and for a moment his eyes gleam gold as he considers grabbing Somnus, subduing him, and daemonifying him on the spot.
He wants those memories. He wants to know what it felt like for Somnus to die before him....
He hopes it hurt.]
Tell me. Tell me what happened before the Crystal that day so long ago or I'll have to see for myself.
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It would be easier to show you.
[Should Ardyn take it, it will thrust him on contact into the memory of the throne room as witnessed by Somnus.
The scene unfolds as they both know it. Ardyn appears to accept the crown, only for Somnus to interject and claim kingship for himself. Amid the ensuing fight, Somnus' blade shatters and Ardyn demands that he renounce his name in exchange for his life. But here, the sickness doesn't stop Ardyn short.
Somnus' blood boils at the demand of a man who's too shortsighted to see reality for what it is. They fight until his chest is pierced by the twin to his blade. Choking on his blood and wallowing in the pain, three thoughts pass through the mind of Somnus as he fades: those of admission to his worthlessness, sorrow for the people he's failed to protect, and resignation as he looks up at his brother's hardened gaze and accepts that that's what he deserves. In the end, he dies a miserable man.]
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So, Somnus had died and did so in misery.
But...why isn't this his timeline?]
I assumed the crown, then.
History, as it always should have been.
And yet I am cursed to remember none of it.
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The Scourge is your curse—the weight of which all of us are meant to bear. Resolve what ails this world and let us return to ours in order to end it.
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[He rolls the opal around on the back of his knuckles.]
Tell me, why should I help you?
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Our duty hasn’t changed since the day we received it. All of House Caelum is duty bound to protect the future of the people.
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[The opal slides into his palm again.]
But to which "people" do you refer? Those of Eos? Or do you also view yourself as the savior of the poor, doomed souls of Beacon?