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.

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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]

She has speed and tenacity on Bobo that he can't even touch. Couldn't hardly as a demon, nonetheless with whatever limbo being he is in this place. He's bigger, though much less hateful in that moment. Maybe.

Nails catch on skin, a boot slamming into his side hard enough to make him regret living for a minute. Thankfully though for the coat found for him the day he arrived to absorb some of the anger as she snarls and spits like the hellcat she is.

"You never fucking cared about Waverly, so don't play this sister card now, Wynonna. It's beneath you," he sneers, panting hard as he fights to keep her at arms length, playing games with words while refusing her the fight he's sure she wants more than anything in that moment.

"I protected them both more than you ever did." Whether he believes that or not, the words are meant to be barbed, to push her a bit further. If he's going to hurt as deeply as he does, he's taking anyone else with him that he can.

"I love her! She is my everything. I spent a hundred years paying for doing the right thing and she is what I've been waiting for." And even as he says it, speaking truths that may not be real but that he believes at the very least, will cling to in this place as tightly as he did the pain of Wyatt's mistreatment for a century.

"This isn't Purgatory, Wynonna. You're nothing here."

[unraisehell]

She hits the ground but lets herself roll with the impact, bleeding the inertia off across several feet.

She's not as quick to get to her feet as she could be, though, something's bruised at the very least, and she spits out a mouthful of blood from where her teeth hit the inside of her cheek when she hit the floor.

And all she can do is start laughing. It's really not hard to picture her in the locked wards and "therapeutic group homes" she spent half her teenage years in.

"Say whatever you want about me Bobo" because she's already said it all to herself. She doubts there are any barbs he can dig into her that way that she hasn't tortured herself with and tried to drink or fuck or run away from.

"I shot the man who hurt my sisters. You sat down to deal with him. Which one of us was supposed to be protecting them, again? Because a scared 14-year-old girl did more for Waverly with a misplaced shot than you ever did."

[fooloftheking]

He snarls, rolling his eyes at her words. It takes everything in him not to fight back, not to take all of that pain and anger and just hit and kick until someone pulls him off her or she picks up that bottle and beats him to death. There's this part of him that wants to do it. To die. To end up back in Hell.

If only in that maybe if she is here, then she is dead in their world and it means if he dies he can go back to Purgatory with the others and Willa and Waverly and his demented idea of a life.

But if somehow this is some side of Hell, then what happens? Besides, letting Wynonna, of all Earps, win, is just not something he can do.

So he draws a breath and he... laughs. A dark, maniacal sound as if she has said the best stand up routine in the history of the world.

"Please. You fucked up. You murdered your father and then you abandoned everyone that needed you. You knew you were the heir, and that Waverly needed you and you left. If she was capable of being the heir, she deserved it so much more than you ever did."

[unraisehell]

They're drawing enough onlookers now that if they tried. At least the blood is washing away some of the burn from her mouth.

"You stole Willa's childhood from her, and unlike me, you knew what you were doing. Insult me all you want, but don't ever try to tell yourself you're better than me in any way," she mutters, and turns her back on him, flipping him off while spitting out more red-salted blood.

[fooloftheking]

A dark smile tries to hide the pain Bobo is feeling, the confusion. Not about his love for Willa, but in her death and all that happened in those moments before he found himself in this place. The things that left him hateful and wounded, and perhaps more dangerous for both.

Raising one hand to wave toodles at Wynonna's back before touching his temple. His fingers come back stained with blood, reminding him that he is much more vulnerable here than in Purgatory... and it's only going to get worse with an Earp in the village.

[ooc: I loved this thread and so hope you're bringing Wynonna to game.]