Test Drive 20 (August & September)

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→ 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.

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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

WILDCARD

[nonstopnarcissist]

"So-" He strides up, wiping his hands clean of the near perpetual layer of ash and sooth that comes from working in a forge all the live long day, night, and part of the next day while his good ole fountain of youth boon lasts. "You and Dr. Banner have a date for getting him good and toasted but here's the thing. I called dibs on getting him high literal years ago."

Obviously, anyone else rolling up and taking that from him is just not going to stand.

[scales_and_silence]

"You aren't going to challange me to a duel, are you?" Alex asks, looking up from his notebook, where he's sketching out some of the smaller details of a crocodog's hind leg.

"I'm going to have to insist on swords, if so. But honestly, if Dr. Banner doesn't object to your presence, I don't either. I did promise him no facial graffiti, though."

[nonstopnarcissist]

"What? No." That it was this guy's immediate go to as a solution says a lot about him- nevermind the choice of weapons. "I've already been impaled once this year, I'm over my quota. No, I was going to insist on being present. Possibly getting high with him but I don't know how well that'll work with what I'm currently rocking."

Even the dubious moonshine had done fuck and all for him the other day, so it's probably safe to say he wont' get anything out of this.

[scales_and_silence]

"That was sarcasm, but I guess it is worth noting I was on the fencing team in college," Alex says, closing the notebook in order to give Tony his full attention.

"I haven't named him yet, but the peacat's over there on the couch. He's not quite full-grown, and I still have to hand-feed him sometimes, so he's grown really used to handling."

[nonstopnarcissist]

"Anywhere else I wouldn't blink but we've got walking, talking moss, vampires that make vodka, and teleporting assholes. Someone that responds to casual accusations with threat of a duel wouldn't be the weirdest thing in the village." Or even his life in the past five years or so.

Either way.

"So he's more of a peakitten." Cute.

[scales_and_silence]

"Fair enough," Alex allows.

"Yeah, though he's old enough to be producing the pheromones- possibly a little extra-intently, if the secretions are a defense mechanism meant to induce protective instincts in other species. Considering that regular cats have a cry at the exact frequency of a human infant's- I'm not putting it above a different feline species to evolve an entirely new way to manipulate us," he says with a resigned shrug.

The peakitten perks its head up. He's at that growth-spurt stage of kittenhood, like a lanky teenager, all legs and a long skinny torso, tailfeathers only really starting to become capable of fanning. He gives Tony one of those giant-mouth-bearing yawns that momentarily make all cats look like the adorable little murder machines that they are.

[notsoangry]

It wasn't that Bruce was snooping so much as hovering on the outskirts at first, since walking into situations usually took him a few seconds of psyching up. Especially when handling new people. He heard Tony's voice first and that at least was a reassurance, it was always easier to have someone else take the brunt of a conversation. Bruce did better as a fly on the wall or a side presence. He listened carefully to Alex's last sentence and shuffled in.

"If they've evolved for that purpose, it must mean lifeforms have been here for a very long time to learn to manipulate. Unless their evolutionary instincts are instantaneous." It wouldn't be the strangest ability of an advanced species, but Bruce in general was fascinated in the the situation they found themselves in. He liked to solve puzzles. He naturally moved to hover on the edges of Tony's space, smiling faintly at Alex. "Then again, if it works on all other fauna here too, there's that."

[nonstopnarcissist]

"Ugh, squishy science." Not a soft science because, biology, patterns to follow, but not mechanics and applied physics or even theoretical astrophysics. Tony rolls his eyes as he finds a spot on the wall to lean against, giving the pheromone emitting peakitten wide berth for the moment. No reason to taint the results.

Slinging an arm around Bruce's shoulders is second nature, for all that he'd been gone for awhile and only briefly back- he doesn't think about it. Just does it. "Are you ready for your first real brush with a chemically induced stupor, Honeybear?"

[scales_and_silence]

"If I have to leave you two alone at any point," Alex says, voice as dry as a rattlesnake enclosure, "I'm taking the cat with me. He's young and still innocent."

[notsoangry]

Tony is the only person who Bruce passively accepts affection from, so it doesn't phase him. "I'm really not sure how this is going to go, but at least I know one way it won't go." And that is what matters. He smiles at Tony and then blinks over at Alex. "Why would you have to leave us alone? I thought you wanted to take notes." On test subjects getting sedated by the cats. What else would he be talking about?

[nonstopnarcissist]

"No corrupting young innocent minds, got it." Doesn't stop Tony from turning his head and pressing a playful, teasing kiss to Bruce's cheek. "I'll try to keep my hands to myself, Darling, but I make no promises. I mean. Look at him-"

He pats Bruce's chest with his free hand, eyes crinkling, voice light with laughter. "He's just delicious, isn't he?"

[scales_and_silence]

"I'm engaged to a woman who works up close with tigers and carries brass knuckles in her bra," says Alex in a dry tone that can only be described as scholarly, but not without a good dose of sarcastic humor. "We actually did discuss the possibility of one of us being lost in an alternate reality as a potential relationship hurdle. I have to wait at least a year to be sure my grandmother isn't going to hop in and find me before I even consider looking at anyone else."

Again, this is all stated in an utterly matter-of-fact tone. "I mean, we were watching BBC sci-fi at the time, but my family does have a bit of a history with this sort of thing."

And, with very little segue: "I'm going to take the notes in shorthand, if that's OK."

[notsoangry]

Bruce looked genuinely and utterly confused at first, his expression clearly are you high already? when Tony kissed his cheek, but he also didn't shy away. He assumed he was missing something, and that didn't stop him from blushing at the compliment. Like he was still in high school. "You might've wanted to come up with a better lie than he's delicious," said ever so dryly.

He glanced back to Alex after that was communicated. "That's an interesting relationship then, if you already talked about what would happen in a scenario like this." It was right on the tip of his tongue to say that Tony was engaged too, but sometimes he actually remembered he wasn't an idiot and stopped before he brought back the realities of this situation. "I one time asked Betty what we would do if we were in parallel universes with doppelgangers, and she told me it was four in the morning and she was going to marry me just to divorce me." See, at least his lost fiancee was so long in the past it didn't even bother him!

"So what exactly do we do?"