Test Drive 21 (October & November)

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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

1. STAYING POWER - Go down to the bunker, they said. You can get yourself amazing powers from the vending machine, they said. Well, you've done that, and you've made your choice, but one thing nobody told you was that unless it's a power you're familiar with, you might be on a teensy bit of a learning curve when it comes to keeping it under control. You have a week to figure it out without killing anyone; have fun!


2. FORGIVE AND... - You poor thing, you've gotten into some dust moths. Not that you can remember that, because depending on how big that swarm was and how quickly you got out of it, you might not remember much at all. Better hope somebody's got some Forget Me Nots on hand.


3. HIT & RUN - Life in the village can be pretty sleepy... until suddenly, it's not. Were you being a troublemaker? Were you disturbing the local wildlife? Because it's now disturbing you, chasing you down the street in front of everyone. Maybe it's a herd of chupapaca or a swarm of fireflies. Or maybe you went old school and it's just a really pissed off badger. Godspeed and good luck.


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

[ssrsousa]

"It was a popular place for awhile," Daniel agreed. "Or an unpopular place, depending on how you look at it."

When the fella asked what year, he didn't see any reason to lie.

"1944."

[borneinblood]

It couldn't hurt, perhaps. And I suspect people would be more willing to try that than an army.

[withareputation]

"Me too." Although that was a few months ago for Ron, and of course he hadn't been sent off the line so: "And into 1945."

He holds out a hand to Sousa.

"Captain Ron Speirs. Easy Company, five-oh-sixth, 101st Airborne."

Well...

"Before all this, anyway."

[ssrsousa]

Daniel held out an answering hand. There was something about meeting someone who'd been through the same hell he had. His outfit had been working on supporting the 101st when he'd gotten hit, actually.

"Captain Daniel Sousa. A Troop, 25th Cavalry Recon, Fourth Armored."

[awall]

Kurt's words were very foreign, but there was logic to it. Squall could appreciate that much. He even took the book and scanned through the petitions that had a certain oxymoronic feel to them based on Squall's world. And yet, the phrase it is in giving that we receive struck a cord all the same. It wasn't when he closed himself off that he felt alive. It was in sacrifice, in helping others, in opening himself up to getting hurt and caring.

He closed the book so that he wouldn't get too caught up in the prayer on his own thoughts. There was no reason to disturb Kurt overly much.

"So your God tried to save you?" Interesting. He handed the book back to Kurt. "You can keep praying aloud. It won't bother me."

[praypal]

"He taught us to save ourselves, more specifically," Kurt explains. "And to save each other. He took mortal flesh and was persecuted for his messages of peace, and died to pay for the sins of mankind," he explains, taking the book back, and flipping back to the first page, the Lord's Prayer on one page, Hail Mary on the opposite.

"Much of this," he says, of the book and rosary, "are the trappings of ritual, something I have come to find much comfort in, but are not necessary for worship. Here, they mostly remind me of home as much as they do of God."

[demiurgency]

That sounds awesome. We had a Defender once I think

And there's the Defenders, but I'm pretty sure they disbanded

their wiki page hasn't been updated in forever

It's a good hero name, though. Now you just need a costume

[demiurgency]

[Excellent. He's grinning already.]

The Dread Pirate Wagner, huh? Any relation to Roberts?

Farnese de Vandymion | Berserk

[vandymion]

STAYING POWER

It had seemed like a good idea at the time to buy something. Surely, anything that would be available in the machine would be better than the next-to-nothing that she had already. Of course, she had some apprehensions -- how would she know if the power would take to her in kind? What would happen if it didn't ... ?

She'd felt a little better about the whole thing when she saw a power that was somewhat familiar to her -- wind manipulation. That had been what Serpico had chosen -- or, to be more exact, what had chosen him -- and it had come in handy many a time. Something like that, which she had now seen in battle many a time, could mean that she would be helpful in a fight. And maybe it would be easier to handle, given that she'd seen him commune with those spirits many a time. All she had to do was try and imitate him, right?

All she had to do was figure out how he went about doing that. Easy enough, right? Sure, they hadn't exactly chosen her, but using what she'd learned from Schierke, perhaps she could petition them to settle for her in the meantime.

And so, she'd made her purchase, somewhat more confident than she had been coming in. Once she had exited the bunker, confident that no one was around, she picked up a stick from the ground to serve as a fetish -- it seemed wrong otherwise to command the spirits. However ... a test of how willing the wind was to listen to her call quickly went awry as she accidentally ripped half of a nearby tree from it roots. It took a quick leap out of the way to avoid the tree crashing down on her, narrowly avoiding her leg being trapped beneath it.

"N-no!" She yelped, looking down at her hands and then back to the tree anxiously. "No, no. Not like that! Please ... please, gently this time ... "

WILDCARD

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[to_defend]

Did you have a lot of heroes where you're from?

Is this just talk or are we getting costumes? Is like something with a mask, or helmet.

[A skull of possible. ...]

[onesyllable]

Maybe I do?

Faraday stood there, gaping and confused. It has to be a stunt, right? Has to be Vasquez playing with him.

Blinking, he just nods, moving to start heading towards the house. He has to be taking those words wrong, especially since Vasquez told Joshua he has a boyfriend. Which is odd enough to admit. Even Goodnight and Billy use partners and all. So he has to be reading something wrong here, all the way around.

Especially about those words.

[onesyllable]

Of course, he is measuring giant by means of them being way larger than any lizard he knows, and way more annoying than any dog. At least at this moment.

He folds his arms over his chest, staring at her for a long breath. "Okay, I'd like to see this," he says, giving her a nod. "Go for it."

Kids these days

[winswars]

Even the isolated branch could be climbed, considered he could spot the marks in the bark which would serve has hand and foot holds upwards. But there is another route, easier seen and climbed, better to start with for now.

"Easily said when you are only ten feet off the ground." It would grow more difficult as they went higher, and the branches they would need became more widespread and thin.

But was that a challenge? It was probably a challenge.

[relentlessness]

A brow arches at that. Temptation is an amazing things, and the only thing that has held Jacob back from playing with the machines and what they give, is the fear that the moment he does, either his sister or Greenie will be standing right there to witness his folly. An unwillingness to provide your conscience as it were with evidence is a marvelously fantastic motivator to be stealthy and careful.

Learning as he has been about how dangerous the powers can be is becoming another lesson all together.

"Needn't worry. I'm fairly sturdy when it comes to blows, and a bit faster than average when it comes to defense. Least you didn't try starting with fire as a few I've seen have. Bit less leeway on the ducking and dodging there."

[relentlessness]

Staying where he is, crouched down, on the balls of his feet and at the ready, Jacob watches the man to be sure that it is a case of accident and not identity. Despite so many reassurances, he's not willing to accept this place is beyond the work of the templars.

Not that the man looks anything like one, he realizes as he rises with that apology.

"No apology needed. I mean, we all lose control of our ... Nope, going to guess you've been playing with the machine, haven't you?" Okay, maybe he's a fool for avoiding that. Though for the sake of his ego and lack of humility, maybe it's a good thing.

un: jane doe

[scathefires]

nope

hang up and try again

[vandymion]

What is hanging up and how do I do it?

If you can even see this.

[covers]

The question throws her a little bit. She doesn't know him, but she's certain she's seen him here before; she doesn't easily forget faces.

"I'm honestly not sure it has a name," she ventures. Most people just call it 'the village,' which sounds frankly unnerving, but at this point Evie isn't certain there's a better alternative. She inspects him a little more keenly now, conscious of his tension and unable to help the feeling something here isn't quite right.

"Do you not recall how you arrived?"

[praypal]

No, but it works better than Captain Bluebeard, given the unfortunate serial wife murdering that implies.

I am however content with the codename I have, though it does speak to my mastery of English when it was suggested. I didn't know then that 'Nightcrawler' was a type of worm. Storm assures me they're very beneficial in her gardens, though.

staying power

[demiurgency]

That wind takes Billy by surprise, in the air already as he is. The power of flight is great, and he missed it a lot, but it also means that whatever happens up there in those currents happens to you hard. Which means that along with the crashing of the tree into the ground comes a yelp from the air above it, as one disheveled brunette tries to right himself, sweater creeping up his stomach as he works on flipping over again, though his efforts pause briefly as he notices the girl holding a stick and talking to her hands below him.

"Hey, uh--if you're gonna do that again, can you gimme a sec to land?"

[vandymion]

Farnese quickly pivoted on her heel to see where the voice had come from -- she had heard a yelp as the tree had fallen, hadn't she? She had assumed it was one of the strange animals that occupied the forest, but ...

She looked thoroughly embarrassed. Not only had she made a fool of herself in front of the spirits, but also in front of another person.

"I --" She dropped the stick and clasped her hands in front of her, fidgeting anxiously. "I apologize, I thought ... I thought that I was alone."

Neener.

[eaglesonofnone]

Though he'd grown wiser with age, having this youth again, having his abilities back - it made him more likely to take those challenges and run with them. So he did. He bounced from the limb he stood on to the next higher up, and then again, and again. It was only when the next branch gave a little under his foot that he wavered, slightly more than halfway up the tree. That was when he paused and had to consider if he'd gone past the point of wisdom. He cast his gaze to the next tree, and another, to see if their branches would be wider and more sturdy.

And to his eye, less trained by trees and more trained by stone and jutting beams, he saw nothing that he would immediately trust.

[ombranera]

"...You know that was going to be my third guess?" He squeezes Kurt's hand, immediately entranced by the texture. There was something smooth and velveteen in the way the light hit his blue skin, but feeling it? He turns Kurts hand over, fingertips stroking feather light against his palm before he can stop himself. "How are your hands so soft?"

His own fingers, despite his efforts, hold calluses of his profession. Dagger grips and bowstrings, though the skin around each rough patch is as smooth as he can manage to make it.

[helafine]

It'll be something to fill the days, I suppose.

[helafine]

As she's said, they've lined up in a tidy cluster- from this angle, the heft and haft of her spear- it isn't as fluid as a throw from a weapon she could conjur; but her aim is sure, the spear pining four of the devils into the ground as the pack splits and makes for the hills, leaving their fellows to die-

Or at least until the scent of blood bids them return.