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→ Choose one of the scenarios below or make up your own. Feel free to try multiple scenarios.

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→ THERE ARE ONLY THREE RULES FOR THE TDM:

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

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Prompts

Summer is here, villagers! Sunny skies, warm weather and plenty of weirdness are on the horizon. Don't forget your sunscreen!

1. THE MILK FOR FREE - Somehow, someway, you have been wrangled into milking one of the GROFFLES recently rounded up by your fellow villagers. Maybe you felt guilty for not helping, or maybe you owe someone scary money. Point is, it's just you, a bucket, and your green milk-giving friend. Just a tip: Groffles are good-natured, but you probably shouldn't squeeze too hard.


2. LIGHTNING ROD - Earlier today, you made your way into the upper foothills — Were you hunting? Maybe just roaming? — and you came into contact with a BLUE LILY. Maybe you thought it was so pretty you've carried it back to the village with you. If your house didn't have electricity before, it definitely does now!


3. MEET CUTE - It's a classic: You've gone down into the 6I INN'S dirt-walled root cellar off the kitchen. Maybe you needed supplies or were dropping off some fresh produce. Whatever the case, someone's followed you down for a similar reason... and the door has jammed shut behind them. Seriously, it's not budging. Enjoy getting to know your new best friend in the cozy light of the furnace!


4. WILDCARD - Choose your own adventure. Maybe play powers roulette.

Texts

All characters are fitted with a smart watch-like device on their left wrist, which they can use to send text messages to other villagers.

- Texts may only be 140 characters long
- No video or voice, text only
- No usernames, everyone is listed by their name

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

Comments

John Druitt | Sanctuary

[borneinblood]

{Meet Cute}

For all that it's not exactly the sort of place he'd expected to turn up, nor anywhere he recognizes, Druitt has been settling into the village surprisingly well, all things considered. There is, of course, the persistent and lingering matter of his temper but thus far, at least, there's been nothing to test the boundaries of that rage. Nothing to pull him down the darker paths that he has sometimes been prone to.

Today, however, might just be the day those same boundaries are put to the test.

He'd mostly been heading down to the cellar to take stock of what happens to be down there. After all, while he certainly isn't capable of teleporting at the moment (and he has tried), there's very little to suggest that to be a permanent state of affairs. It's only when the door refuses to open again that the old familiar irritation begins creep back in, for all that it isn't immediately apparent in his posture as he turns towards the other person in the cellar.

"There wouldn't happen to be another way out, would there?"

{texting}

I don't suppose there'd be anyone here to which the term "Abnormal" has any meaning, would there?

[oorah]

the word normal means way less if i'm honest

[ to him personally, he means, not that he specifies. ]

[borneinblood]

It does have a tendency to be... variable.

[oorah]

you can say that again. you talking about supers or something like that?

[borneinblood]

Something like that, yes. I take it you have some familiarity with the concept?

[oorah]

yeah i know a thing or two. where i'm from people like that dress up in their pjs and fight crime

[borneinblood]

Surely there are better ways to fight crime?

[oorah]

i wouldn't know
it's really not my bag

[borneinblood]

What is, if you don't mind my asking?

meet cute oh my god

[notsocommon]

Of all people she wanted to be trapped in a cellar with, John Druitt was not chief among them. Helen hadn't seen him in the better part of two years and thought he'd finally died or, if he hadn't, found peace somewhere that wasn't on her side of the world.

And now, naturally, the Observers saw fit to bring him here and trap her in a small room with him. At least neither of them were armed.

"I would suspect not," Helen said, eyeing him warily. "We have two options: put our backs into it and see if the door's stuck or wait it out."

[borneinblood]

It is, at the very least, not the first time they've ended up trapped in a relatively small space together. Not that the reminder is likely to be terribly comforting, especially when he is, presumably, in possession of his ... passenger this time around. Still, he's unarmed (though he's never strictly needed to be to capable of inflicting harm) and despite the irritation that she can no doubt see starting to creep through it's not enough, yet, to override the fact that she's the one with him. Which might not be any more comforting in its own right, but it is there all the same.

Nor does he address the wariness in her gaze. Instead there's an easy shrug, as if he isn't a potential risk to basically the whole village once he manages to get out of the cellar.

"I think we should be the equal of a door."

Plus he hasn't really been great with patience, ever since picking up his passenger, all those years back. But he figures that rather goes without saying, and so he doesn't bother.

[notsocommon]

"Considering what I've seen us do against doors in the past, I think we can manage. This is hardly a locked laboratory in my father's house," Helen said, huffing a little. They're both quite strong and since John has both considerable height and weight on her, the two of them together ought to be able to jimmy a door.

"This is the time when I would wish you could teleport, though. Something about this place dampens powers. I haven't determined what it is yet."

[borneinblood]

"Quite so."

Of course, if it is that the door is something worse than merely jammed they might well be out of luck. But that's certainly no reason they can't try all the same before resorting to any other methods that might happen to be at their disposal. (Although he has to admit there doesn't seem to many of the latter.

"I had noticed," he adds with a nod at the comment about powers being dampened, even as he takes up a position next to the door. How he feels about that is another question entirely, but as she hasn't asked, he doesn't feel any specific need to offer details.

"And I'm sure it's gone over well, historically speaking."

He doesn't mind, and he doubts Helen minds - aside from the little question of aging, and if she's now doing so at a normal rate - but even in a village this size he expects there will have been... complaints.

[notsocommon]

"We have people here who exhibit something I can only describe as zombification," Helen said, joining John up alongside the door so she can lend her strength to it. It won't be as much as his, no, but she can at least augment his considerable strength with her own.

"I have to isolate what it is they need from brains to function but once I have, I think I might be on the brink of a discovery. It has to be some neurotransmitter. It has me stumped, though."

[borneinblood]

"Not Tesla's little... attempted vampires, I hope."

Admittedly, he has yet to become aware of Tesla's presence if he is indeed in the village, but that doesn't mean he'd put it past the man to try again. Even if he has been less inclined to make attempts at world domination of late. Either way, he sets about leaning his weight into the door, slowly but insistently.

"And it's been some time since I was last particularly involved in anything to do with science, but I might be able to lend a hand?"

He hasn't entirely forgotten those halcyon days, before he'd gone and ended up with his little passenger, after all. True, he hasn't really been keeping up either, but he'd hopefully have at least some idea of what was going on.

[notsocommon]

"Ah, no, none of Nikola's vampires are here," Helen said. She was glad for that even if she could use Nikola's brain on the current zombie problem but that did, of course, come with some distinct disadvantages as well. Nikola had always been flighty and temperamental in his research; John, for all his vices, did have the virtue of patience. He was also a better chemist than Helen any day of the week.

"You know you have a hand with chemistry," Helen said, brow raising a little. "But if you were fishing for a compliment, you didn't have to work hard for it."

[borneinblood]

"I wasn't."

It's the honest truth, too. Helen's not wrong, either, but he's not had a whole lot of time to practice either. Or rather, not a particular inclination too, and he's well aware of the fact that science has been marching ever on. On the other hand, there had been that whole matter with the Lazarus virus, and though it had most been Tesla doing the hard lifting on that particular front, it hasn't yet been so long that he's forgotten the general gist of what the man had been up to when trying to figure that particular problem out.

But just at the moment the point is halfway moot - he's not going to be any use to anyone if they can't manage to get out of the cellar they're trapped in first, and he leans a little more of his weight into the door.

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[katerrifically]

Is Abnormal code for something?

(Text)

[borneinblood]

More a term with a certain... unique significance back home.

(Text)

[katerrifically]

Gifted?

(Text)

[borneinblood]

Something along those lines, yes.

[katerrifically]

Via genetics?

[borneinblood]

As it happens, yes. Although not solely human genetics, if that matters.

[katerrifically]

[ Kate has no idea if he's a mutant or not! ]

What is and what is not considered human can just be a matter of semantics.

[borneinblood]

[It's not what he'd call himself. But it's perhaps not entirely wrong either.]

I believe most people would agree an arachnoid creature isn't human, even if it's sentient.