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

[fooloftheking]

[A dark smile curves Bobo's lips, amusement lighting up his eyes even if all together it isn't entirely a welcoming look. Not caring if the thrashing sends water over his shoes. So much so that he takes another step closer.

Watching the water on pale skin, the way the sun reflects against it.]

Damn, you really are just a scrawny thing, aren't you? This place is going to eat you up.

[Laughter tinges his tones, even as he holds his hand out. It might even be an offer of help.]

Not my thing, but thanks for thinking about me. You know a man can drown in like three inches of water, right? Might wanna get out of there.

[Definitely not a threat. Probably not.]

[chemethtry]

[ ...The fuck? Jesse peers up at this creepy, smug asshole, water dripping down his face. Or maybe that's sweat? He still feels like he's trapped inside a sauna despite the cool water he's standing knee-deep in.

But he squints with suspicious incredulity at this asswipe, while his skin crawls at how... predatory this guy seems. Tightening his jaw, Jesse flings his hand up with a sharp thrust of his middle finger. Flipping the bird, while his skinny ass is standing there with drooping tightly whiteys barely clinging to his bony hips. ]

Drown on this, dickwad.

[fooloftheking]

[Bobo rolls his eyes, shaking his head. Judgement shows in his expression as he shifts back a step, folding his arms over his chest.

He's still smirking though.]

Not what does it for me, thanks. There a reason you're stripping down like there's bees in your shorts?

[Not leaving, not showing less amusement or curiosity either. And not really being helpful.]