The Sixth Iteration (
sixthiteration) wrote2019-01-30 07:22 pm
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Test Drive 23
Test Drive
The 3 rules of the TDM
- 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.
Prompts
- 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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He's started to pace without realizing it, talking out loud as he runs over his options, more to himself than Klaus. There's people behind this, which means he might be able to negotiate, which means he just needs to get in contact with them. If they're anything like the Commission he'll know how to deal with them--but with how little Klaus seems to know, they seem determined to be secretive. Five doesn't have an extremely high opinion of Klaus's competence, but he does at least have a few brain cells to rub together.
So how does Five find them?
He finally stops his pacing and turns to look at Klaus directly.
"I need to know who all is here. Is there anyone that might have had direct contact with these people?" Contact that could be reproduced. Then he can ask all his questions himself. Failing that...
Why only him, Klaus, and Diego? Why not the rest of their siblings? They're all resilient people--if nothing else, they have that, moreso than most. If he has stock of everyone here, maybe he can figure out what qualities this... organization is looking for, and go from there.
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Well, getting Five into the spring with him is obviously a lost cause.
It's interesting, realizing that he fed an idea into that big nerdy brain and that now Five is actually making something of it. This is why they'd always been a halfway decent team, besides the obvious parental torture and abuse under the guise of training.
"Oh yeah, sure, just let me rattle off the names of every person in this godforsaken place, I have them all memorized."
He rolls his eyes, kicks a foot out of the water and lets it drop back in with a little splash, rests his chin on his folded hands.
"I mean, we can ask, though. With the little watch thing, you can send out a message to everyone and see. Don't know if they'd tell you the truth but hey, who knows, they haven't been bad yet. Mostly."
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"This 'watch thing' was given to us by..." He needs a name for them, but at the same time he doesn't want to confer them the dignity of one. "Them, which means it's probably monitored. It would be better to do this in person."
Truthfully, he hates the device and wants as little to do with it as possible. A tracker in his arm, he can cut out, but this? He'd happily dislocate a thumb if it meant getting it off, but he has a feeling that wouldn't get him anywhere but handicapped.
It feels like being tagged, and it makes him feel sick. Nobody owns him. Not anymore.
And he's starting to get fed up with Klaus's nonsense again. Would Diego know where to start? He has to have picked up some investigative skills with his silly little vigilante hobby.
"Tell me you at least told Diego I was here before you ran all the way over."
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"Monitored. Oh yeah, I guess that makes sense? You mean like, the Man reads everything we post? You think they're gonna care if you want to meet them? Maybe it'll get their attention and they'll come meet you, you ever think of that, old man?"
Probably not helping the whole perception of Klaus as less than halfway intelligent.
The truth is, Klaus doesn't have a lot of stock in whether or not he's tagged or monitored or whatever. He's been tagged and monitored since he was a kid, and he's been ducking authority his whole life. He's been in jail. This feels a whole heck of a lot more free than that.
"Yeah, but I sent it on this thing. Sorry."
Lifting his hand, he wriggles it to indicate the device.
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Or he could kick up enough of a stir to get himself captured, if that's how They operate. There's an idea. It wouldn't be the first time he'd fought his way out of a situation like that.
There's too much risk involved at this juncture, though. So, last resort option, but still on the table.
"And they already know I'm here, obviously, so thankfully your lack of forethought hasn't sabotaged anything just yet."
That was mean, but if he doesn't have any caffeine or booze then being nasty is his only form of stress relief.
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He says it without much vitriol or legitimate hurt, spends a few moments deeply wishing he had a joint, because nothing goes with a bath better than a joint. Plus, marijuana always did do the best job of taking out the sting of the real world - not a full on floating-in-the-clouds amaaaazing high like opioids, but real great for being coherent but not in actual pain, mental or emotional.
A functional sort of high. Perfect for dealing with someone like Five.
"Anyway, you would know, wouldn't you? About how weird esoteric organizations behave. I've never been part of the time traveler secret service or whatever it was, so I'll let you take the lead on this one. Mmmkay?"