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It has to take place in the 6I universe.
It cannot be the character's arrival into the game.
Please only test new characters who do not have a version in the game. Our cast list is here.

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FULL VIEW - The Observers really do their best to make each villager's wrist device as user-friendly for them as possible, but with all new tech, sometimes there's a learning curve... And sometimes, you just screw up. Like now, when you've accidentally triggered the video option and called someone completely random on the network without realizing it. Yep, you're just going about whatever, totally oblivious. Here's to hoping that your clothes are fully on, and that the person on the other end is nice enough to speak up sooner rather than later.
SHADOW OF A DOUBT - Being the intrepid (or just bored) villager you are, you've gone exploring and found yourself a very interesting (if moderately spooky) cave. What lurks in the dark? Might it be some shadow dust to turn you intangible? Or perhaps a cave wolf with all of its little goblin-monkey friends? Maybe, just maybe, it's both.
ILL AT EASE - 'Tis the season for the common cold, and you've got it. Unfortunately, the village doesn't have a corner drug store, so you're achy, miserable, maybe a little feverish. The good news is a little time in bed should do the trick. That is, if you're not the sort who has to be bullied to take care of yourself anytime you get sick. Either way, maybe you'll be lucky enough to find someone to tuck you in and bring you some chicken soup.
WILDCARD - Choose your own adventure. Maybe play powers roulette.
NETWORK - All characters are fitted with a smart watch-like device on their left wrist, which they can use to send text and video messages to other villagers. Text and/or video are allowed, any length. Display names may be changed by characters on the fly, but anyone can tap to see someone's real full name.

Please list your CHARACTER NAME, CANON & PROMPT NAMES in your SUBJECT LINE.

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His eyes roll back, catching himself quickly but not soon and steeling his features. "That doesn't mean you have to act like it," he says, enunciated the same words he'd said a moment before, giving her a sharp and pointed look.

But when she makes that concession, he sighs, nodding. "Good then. Do you want me to still go get it, or do you want to walk over with me?" He's not sure which he prefers. One she might rest, or she might keep working when she thinks he isn't looking. Of course the walk isn't long, but it's still not Evie resting.

"It's not acting." she insisted, the rumble of a cough catching the end of the words. But even with that she tilted her chin up at his pointed look.

Still there was no reason to argue with that. At least for now. She was sure they could easily find something to argue about even if it was just to pass the time. "I'm perfectly capable of walking." A sly sleeve came up to wipe her nose.

His head cants to one side, scared brow arching. He doesn't say a word, but the challenge to that first part, followed by another cough that doesn't at all sound good, is there.

"I'm sure you are," he says, turning slightly and sweeping his arm in a grand gesture for her to proceed him. "Which is a good thing because if you don't make it? I may just leave you where you lie. Can't have the others thinking I'm just carrying you around like a sack of potatoes for my health," he says, as if he isn't already fretting over her just for the cough.

Evie forced herself to stand up straight and prim even if it only lasted for a moment, striding forward at his motion. And she did make it a good five strides before her lungs seized in on themselves. Evie buckled in half, hands to thighs as she hacked up air.

Sighing in relief that she is listening, willing to go along with his plan - and a good one, and for her health - and then Evie is doubled over.

All his fears come rushing back to the forefront of his mind, rushing in closer to her, his hand rubbing her back as he fights to pull her in closer to help her. "Maybe you should wait at the house and I'll bring it back. I mean, if you can get me to wait on, why not let me?"

She took a shallow breath and then another. Much deeper and she would break into coughs again and that would hardly help anyone, least of all her. Pushing herself up slowly, a long, slow breath was let out. "You want to wait on me?" she asked, a quirk of a smile to the breathlessness. "Should I be worried?"

He snorts, rolling his eyes. "No, it's not about wanting to. It's about knowing that walking around with you sounding as if you're passing on some sort of plague would do nothing for my options in this place. Romantically," he says, playing that off as if such things hadn't gone so wrong already and left him a bit gun shy for opening himself up again, emotionally.

"Oh, Romance." Evie gave a weak flourish of her hand. her words lacked the usual energy and luster and perhaps there was some consideration to be made in Jacob's concerns. Him worrying was worrying in its own right, they both knew that. "Is there someone or someones I should be on my best behavior for?"

He snorts, giving her a look that is worrying about her in an attempt to hide the emotions he's feeling at that question. Because for a moment he sees a handsome face shaded by a hood, the beauty of the way he danced, and the moment when he told Jacob that much as he was attracted to him, he'd been using him.

He waved a hand at her, rolling his eyes to hide his expression. "You be yourself, Evie, and if they don't like it, then they'll know what I'm going through," he says, lightly nudging her, teasing to stop worrying her. Both about his concern for her, and his own emotional issues.

Stepping closer, Evie reached out to take her brother's arm. Even just leaning against him made being upright a little more manageable at the moment. And if she got him sick, well, it wouldn't be the first time some illness had jumped from one twin to the other. She tilted her head up to watch his face, any attempt at looking thoughtful interupted by the sniffle of her nose.

"Nonsense. I'm delightful. You're the difficult one." she sniffled, leaning her head against his shoulder. "If you don't tell me I'll figure it out anyway."

Jacob is not at all worried about getting sick. Not if it means helping Evie, even if he won't admit it. Admitting it would give her the upper hand, and he can't do that.

"It's funny how you define those words," he teases, grinning at her. Though it's slightly hollow at those words, and he leans his head in against hers. "It's nothing really. I was expecting too much for a man like me. Perhaps the universe reminding me of my place." He's a man for fun, not for emotions.

She leaned up to press her head more firmly against his. It was a connection between them, together even as they started to live apart. Because no matter where he was or where she was, there was always them. And to hear words like that from him, it broke her heart in a way that it never did for herself. "Then the universe is wrong." she answered, her voice a bit nasally from congestion. "And you're going to spite it by proving it wrong."

Despite all of their sharp words, and the fights that might come between them, none of that matters when they decide it no longer matters. In other words, they can fight as much as they want, but in the end, they are twins, connected, and love one another.

"Oh hush," he says in a low voice, giving her a one armed hug. "It's nothing to be worried about," he murmurs, guiding her towards the house, taking their time so she doesn't find herself coughing and choking once more. "Not all of us can find an assassin like your dear Mr Green."

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