sixthiteration | Test Drive 21 (October & November)

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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

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!

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.

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.

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You wanna build us a viking vessel or a plane to conquer the planet when we haven't even seen a tenth of the island yet?
Knock yourself out, I guess. Everybody's got a hobby.
Let me know if you need some wood for that boat, sweetheart

I want to prepare for the inevitable. There was a wendigo attack once before- how many died? From what I understand of the people here one life is one too many.

I killed the wendigo back, and for what it's worth that won't happen again.

[ Between Stark's weapons and that machine in the bunker that'll give him his strength back? No. Not happening. ]

You sound so very certain. I'll sleep well knowing you have every inch of the village covered every hour of every day.

You're right, we should build a war ship
That'll show those land wendigos

Are all mortals this deliberately obtuse?

Militia. A trained force for the defense of our village.

Usually they start being deliberately obtuse around the time you refer to them as mortals, so.
Trust me, we've got a plenty trained defense force without militarizing ourselves.
Think that'd be a tougher sell than you're expecting.

It's what you are. Your lives are short and the opportunity for glory plentiful, I see no cause for offence.

From how many worlds have we come? How many armies, lives, battles? A disparate muddle of techniques and skill does not a militia make.

Coordination and trust are required. There may very well be trust, I wouldn't know, but I have yet to see any sign of coordination.

If only you knew.
Much as I'd love to sit here and straighten this whole thing out with you, the wood ain't gonna chop itself

And that is your only use now? Chopping firewood. That is all there is here for us?

First of all, you say 'us' like I'm letting you anywhere near the hatchets. That's a solo hobby, sister. Get your own.

Warriors, soldiers. There is no war, we ought to prepare for one, one is not forthcoming so we...you, chop wood. Is that all there is to life here?

Sometimes we get drunk or have sex
Some people like farming
Pick your poison

...I've never been drunk. And I've never been able to bed someone without the risk of reducing them to a bloody smear.

Farming is- ugh.

Me neither, until this place sucked my powers out.
Now I can drink and not crush pelvises with the best of them.
Give it a whirl

...courtship has never been one of my skills. What is it you do here- goats? You give gifts of goats to the parents of- no that's for marriage.

I mean, you could give the goats thing a try
Or you could just
Talk to someone, get to know them. See if you get along.

Sounds exhausting. Is there anyone that requires less work?

Not consensually

Not what I'm after, forcing someone into bed is a vile, horrendous thing. Suppose I'll have to put in the work with...someone.

If I could offer a suggestion
Maybe tone down the whole
Warship military war thing
Just a hair

I was a general for longer than your people have existed. I was made into a thing to be used in battle, fought for millennia.

It is not something I can set aside easily like a blade in a broom closet.

You tried knitting?

...no. Last time someone gave me needles to learn I ended up using them to kill a frost giant.

well I can pretty much guarantee you'll get to keep them this time

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