Test Drive 20 (August & September)

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→ Holds and applications are always open. Holds are required for all applications.

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

→ Write LOGS or TEXT prompts, or both.

→ 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.

→ TDM threads cannot be used to meet AC, but if the character is accepted into the game and both players agree, you may keep the CR.

→ Character want ads are here.

Prompts

Happy anniversary, villagers! Buckle up!

1. HEAT WAVE - Poor you. All you were trying to do was get yourself a little something to eat from the kitchen at the inn. Maybe you cooked it up yourself (The inn does, after all, have an electric stove — FANCY!), or maybe you just grabbed some leftovers. By accident or on purpose, you ended up with way more RED SALT in there than you maybe should have, and this is no ordinary seasoning. Whether you like things eye-wateringly spicy or not, it's August, you're sweating buckets, and it's only getting worse.


2. SKUNK DRUNK - Isn't that just the way? You're out and about, minding your own business, and you get sprayed by a BROWN SKUNK. The good news? It doesn't stink like a normal skunk. The also possibly good news, depending on who you ask? You're now in for about 5 hours of being very, very friendly. (Just remember to keep the test drive PG!)


3. BRAIN CANDY - Whether you made it to the anniversary party or not, you've gotten your hands on a piece of leftover candy from the big bash. Careful, though, these treats are more than meets the eye: Whatever COLOR it was, you've now taken on the associated personality traits. (Not the power, just the traits.) At least it only lasts 10 minutes.


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
- 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 in your SUBJECT LINE.

Comments

B

[reprobate]

Sirius has been, in fact, watching all of this with mild interest for quite some time. He'd stopped in the shade of a nearby tree to light a cigarette and had his attention snagged by the polite frustration on display. As grateful as he is for this new home of his, he'd learned quickly that he needed to find his entertainment wherever he could; this, by village standards, certainly qualified.

He finishes the cigarette just in time to witness the grand finale, and after scraping the butt out on his boot heel, saunters over to lean his forearms against the paddock rail. He makes a kissy-face at the zalpaca, who obliges him by stepping over to swipe once at his face with its long tongue before trotting imperiously off, probably on account of his tasting like nicotine.

"You need strawberries, mate," he advises with an arch of dark eyebrows.

[misterhornblower]

"At this point I'd try about anything," Horatio mutters, heaving himself up and slipping his shirt over his head a moment later. He turns it inside out, taking care not to touch the dirtied areas, then rolls the whole thing into a ball and holds it under his arm.

The fact that she so gladly trotted over to Sirius does nothing to salvage the situation, at least in his eyes. Clearly her unwillingness to cooperate only extends to him - apparently embarrassing lack of aptitude in controlling hooved creatures extends to this universe, too.

"Where would I go about getting them?"

[reprobate]

It's a perfectly reasonable question, but one Sirius hadn't considered needing the answer to; it's honestly only luck that he knows about the zalpaca preference for strawberries, as he's never been industrious about much of anything here apart from skulking about and smoking too many cigarettes. And, perhaps, casually but openly admiring a shirtless manly form, despite (or perhaps because of) its owner's prissiness.

"The fields?" he guesses, but it's little more than that: Absolutely no one should or would trust him with cultivating anything. "Or the kitchen at the inn, they have them there sometimes."