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The Sixth Iteration ([personal profile] sixthiteration) wrote2018-09-28 08:28 pm
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Test Drive 21 (October & November)

Test Drive
→ 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


  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.
tevinteraltus: {<user name="curled">} (013)

[personal profile] tevinteraltus 2018-11-08 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Clever.

[and that is the last Dorian chooses to send Zevran, and instead heading the short distance to the inn, clad in leather pants, boots, and a warmer shirt he was so graciously provided. Zevran isn't difficult to pick out, looking wet for one, and being elven secondly.

Dorian isn't difficult to pick out of a crowd either, of course, considering he tends to shine no matter where he is.
]

You must be the elven newcomer.
praypal: (handshake)

[personal profile] praypal 2018-11-08 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"A healthy diet and the occasional deep conditioning treatment. Don't worry, I'm not terribly prone to shedding," he says jovily. Seeing his fellow elfin teleporter is now at ease, his tail reasserts its right to not be so closely tucked to his body, and idly sways, acting as counterbalance to keep his feet more firmly planted on the roof.

Oh, how he misses wall-clinging.

"I was born this way," he adds with a little more context. "I'm what they call a mutant in my world. Humans born a little- or in my case, very- different, often with unique abilities." He is perhaps oversimplifying it, but he's found that succinctness beats overloading people from other realities with too many details at once.

He tries not to think too much about the fact that he's become exceedingly well practiced in talking to people from alternate futures, parallel dimensions and other planes of existence. It's just part and parcel when you sign on for protect the world that hates and fears you duty.
borneinblood: (that's not so bad actually)

[personal profile] borneinblood 2018-11-08 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
It would.
praypal: (mein gott)

Forgive and...

[personal profile] praypal 2018-11-09 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I appreciate that you didn't ask what I am," says the figure stepping out of the shadows. He has a Bavarian accent, but one that's been worn thin by years of English-speaking.

He's also a deep indigo blue, with glowing yellow eyes and a long spaded tail, currently held close to his body and low, but twitching nervously every so often, mirroring his body posture. Aside from the fact that he looks like some sort of monster, he's not showing any aggression, or even drawing the blade secured at his hip- it's a machete for cutting back brush, but he's wearing it like a pirate's saber.

"Please do not panic, you've been exposed to something that causes memory loss." And then, he adds, just in case. "I assure you I mean you no harm, my name is Kurt Wagner. I know I must look strange to you."
praypal: (pirate hat)

[personal profile] praypal 2018-11-09 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Hardly the rudest first meeting I've had. Once you've been set upon by a genuine mob of torch-wielding villagers, you learn to forgive the occasional lack of social graces." He has been a drinking buddy to several versions of Wolverine at this point, after all.

"As for Doctor Holland, we have spoken a few times. It is a little hard not to get to know everyone at least a little around here, I suppose."
demiurgency: (Default)

[personal profile] demiurgency 2018-11-09 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)

Oh yeah, a ton. My

someone I know is one of the guys who keeps the wiki updated, and it's not an easy job, let me tell you. There's a lot of us.

Just talk for now, but costumes would be cool. Way cooler than scrubs. If we can get a sewing machine or something, maybe I can give it a shot

Masks are a classic. Helmet might be a little harder-pun not intended-but doable. What do you want yours to look like?

constructionzone: (1)

Lt. Col. James Rhodes (War Machine) | MCU

[personal profile] constructionzone 2018-11-09 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)

Staying Power



His gut had told him to stay out of the bunker, and absolutely do not pass go and do not collect one hundred points and definitely, don't spend those points on a damn superpower. But in the end, despite occasional appearances otherwise, Rhodey's always been good at rash decisions. There's more reasons than that why Tony Stark was his best friend, but that was a big one.

In any case, Rhodey had punched the button for magnetokinesis - it seemed right, even if his suit was very definitely not here. But immediately there was a quick realization - you didn't get one of these things and suddenly know how to use it, you had to practice it like anything else, and Rhodey's eyes are narrowed on a metal wall as he extends one hand. "You're going to want to hit the floor," he tells whoever comes up behind him. He can hear the footsteps. "This tends to end in metal shards flying everywhere, because at my age I really want to be dodging accidental knives."

At your age, Rhodey, please. Before you came here you were putting on a metal suit and trying to take care of what was left of the world.

Forgive and Forget



In some ways, the moths are almost a blessing, or most would think of it that way. Before he'd awakened in the fountain, he was living in a world gone batshit in the worst way. He'd watched people he called friends disintegrate into ash as if they'd never been people at all, and he'd seen what was left of The Vision - and The Vision had all that had been left of Jarvis. Then there had been Tony, of course, fully missing, fully gone, maybe dead too.

Maybe it's easier to forget than to keep that calm face on, to be the guy saying this is fucked up but who's still trying to get it done regardless.

He's never been the type to like an unknown he can't make into a known, though. He's not the type to like this....fog of uncertainty. "Hey, excuse me," he says.

Whoever turns, he doesn't know them even if he should. But when they turn - there's a spark of hope. Maybe they know him. "Do you know..." He begins. It's just the most awkward question he's ever had to ask. He can't quite do it. "Where the corner store is?"

TEXT UN: Test Pilot



This shit isn't going to yell at me if I don't make some daily step count, right?
Edited 2018-11-09 12:28 (UTC)
ataashihunter: (Default)

un: The Qunari

[personal profile] ataashihunter 2018-11-09 12:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Not about that. Mostly it just yells when people want to get hold of you.
nonstopnarcissist: CW (From my towering cliff)

Forgive and Forget

[personal profile] nonstopnarcissist 2018-11-09 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, Sourpatch?" It's offhand and easy like it's always been, like he's said for the past three, four decades. Nevermind that it's still a shock to see him here. Nevermind that he'd been half certain he'd gotten snapped out of existence. He's known Rhodey longer than he hasn't so turning to face him when he's wandered back and to find an absolute dearth of expression- no exasperation, no humor, just vague befuddlement? It's. Disconcerting to say the least. Tony blinks slowly, like it's a trick. Like between one moment and the next Rhodey would shake it off with a magician's flourish and roll his eyes in good humor.

It'd be fair repayment for dumping powdered mica in his clothing and making him the shimmer singularity a day or so ago.

But- this? This is weird. "...there isn't one. We don't really have stores here- are you alright?"

Shit, what happened when he wasn't looking?
constructionzone: (14)

[personal profile] constructionzone 2018-11-09 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
And to think I wasn't missing my cell phone.
ataashihunter: (Default)

[personal profile] ataashihunter 2018-11-09 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
What is a cell phone?
constructionzone: (7)

[personal profile] constructionzone 2018-11-09 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He makes a face, a little one, because what kind of name is Sourpatch, other than the name this one guy, this one important, essential guy, has been calling him almost as long as his mama's called him James at this point?

Frankly, this would be a great trick if it was one. If he remembered the fucking singularity prank right now, Rhodey would be all about it. But his mind's a blank.

It's still him, though, under that fog and amongst that conclusion. "Well, how the hell am I supposed to make waffles?" Always with the waffles, Rhodey. Then he pauses; he's...probably going to have to bite the bullet. This person does know him. "Fine. New question, then. Who am I?"

It's kinder than who are you, at least.
Edited 2018-11-09 12:56 (UTC)
constructionzone: (4)

[personal profile] constructionzone 2018-11-09 01:01 pm (UTC)(link)
It yells when people want to get hold of you. Except you hold it in your hands and if you're talking to your eighty year old mama, you can press a button and she can yell at you without typing.
nonstopnarcissist: CW (I am a hostage for you)

[personal profile] nonstopnarcissist 2018-11-09 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
It's got to be a trick. There's no way he wouldn't open with waffles and not remember where he is, who he is. For a moment, and because it's Rhodey it's naked on Tony's face, he's stricken. Of all the things this island could do to him- tearing him out of his north star, his anchor, his brother's mind without so much as a hint of warning-

On a sliding scale of Obie smirking overhead and the shield coming down on the reactor, he's not sure where this lands other than painful.

Eyes wide and wounded, brows lifted, shock leaving him pale he tries for a smile. Paints on something half hearted and relatively wholesome. "James Rhodes. Colonel James Rhodes, War Machine, my sidekick, remember? Come on, Rhodey, this isn't funny-"
ataashihunter: (Default)

[personal profile] ataashihunter 2018-11-09 01:10 pm (UTC)(link)
That... That is awesome actually.
notsoangry: (talking with hands)

Staying Power

[personal profile] notsoangry 2018-11-09 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce has yet to try anything in that particular field of the bunker. In theory it might be fun to have powers that he's actually able to control himself and be of sound mind. He was intrigued enough to look at the options, but chickened out before using anything. He came down to the bunker to take stock of the items down there and what could be useful for what was going on above ground.

He recognizes Rhodey as he shuffles in and smiles at first, glad to see him. He won't forget any time soon that Rhodey protected him from Ross and brought everyone together for the fight against Thanos. But his eyes widen at the warning. "Do you really think that's a great idea in a semi-enclosed space?" He knows he's overly cautious compared to most.
constructionzone: (Default)

[personal profile] constructionzone 2018-11-09 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
It definitely is in theory.
constructionzone: (8)

[personal profile] constructionzone 2018-11-09 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Rhodey, huh." It's an interesting name, but it's the look on...the other man's face that makes him pause before cracking one of the jokes that seem to come naturally. Everything is a bewildering fog for him, but for this guy - this is hurting, it's hurting bad. "I'm sorry," he says. It's quiet, and it's devoid of the good-natured sarcasm that's carried he and Tony through about the longest relationship either of them have ever known together. "I really can't remember anything at all. Maybe I hit my head or something?"

He doesn't have a headache, though, just this fog. Whatever it is, it doesn't feel like blunt force trauma. "Feels like it might be a good time to get indoors, though."
constructionzone: (12)

[personal profile] constructionzone 2018-11-09 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Truthfully, Bruce might be overly cautious, but he's also not wrong. Rhodey gives him a sidelong look that's half smirk and half rueful smile. There's been times when he and Tony haven't been irrevocably attached, and he knows that someone else was the steady hand then, and that sometimes it was Bruce. The caution - it's not a bad thing.

"The risk is what's pushing me to get better control of it." It makes sense in his head, at least. "I don't want it to go haywire," which is Rhodey-speak for not wanting anyone to get hurt, "so it makes me a little more quick on my feet. Besides, I'm trusting that you can move fast when you have to, BB."
notsoangry: (thinking)

[personal profile] notsoangry 2018-11-09 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce is usually the person who tries to keep people level and rational, often peacemaking when voices are raised or turmoil seems about to boil over. He knows with Rhodey that's very unlikely to be a concern; the man is probably the most level headed person he knows. Calm, trustworthy, and conscientious. If it was Tony, there'd probably already be an explosion. He listens carefully and then nods.

"Okay, fair. Too bad they don't gave you an instruction manual with these things, right?" That is likely the number one reason Bruce is not trying. It is his luck to get something and immediately have it spiral. He expects the worst, it's his way. "I'll be the damsel in distress in this scenario," he says dryly. "Incentive not to let it go haywire, since there's other people at risk." He knows Rhodey is at his best watching out for other people.
to_defend: (pic#12658232)

[personal profile] to_defend 2018-11-09 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
A skull. Something like that.

["Oh hey I wear dead things how about you"]

They do sound cooler than scrubs. What is the rest of the costume like? Now that I've got the helmet figured out.
nonstopnarcissist: AOU (Lost the sun above my head)

[personal profile] nonstopnarcissist 2018-11-09 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"You call me Tones. It's a thing. Our thing." Because they have a thing, they have many, many things and how can he not know? How could he just forget-

A blink and he thinks back to the tidy little list of native flora and fauna, cataloged for newbies to learn of and be wary. Amnesia. "...Fucking Dust Moths. I'm wrapping you in a cedar suit, I swear to god."

Which means it's temporary, it has to be, and he tries to swallow back all the sharpened edges he's gouged into himself because he didn't fucking think to warn him and- not helpful, get it together Stark. "Come on. I'll make you some tea. We don't really have a lot of coffee to go around yet."
imareporter: (motorcycle)

UN: The Brock Report

[personal profile] imareporter 2018-11-10 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Nah. Just a reminder of weird alien technology
imareporter: (Default)

[personal profile] imareporter 2018-11-10 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Did that happen to you? Chased by torch wielding villagers?" His concern is evident, "Sons of bitches. I'm sorry man."

He shrugs, "Holland's an okay...guy? Plant? Whatever he identifies as? that kinda shit's more important then people consider."
quinientos: (over the shoulder)

[personal profile] quinientos 2018-11-10 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't even realize Faraday isn't beside him until he's taken another few long strides and suddenly the weight at his elbow is gone. Annoyed, he gives Faraday a look and clucks his tongue at him like he's an errant horse who needs to be told to come along.

"Well? What are you waiting for, more invitations?" he asks, scowling, trying to pass off the part where he'd said he liked Faraday. "Or I'll invite another dirty guerito into my home."

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