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.

→ 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

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

Katsuki Bakugou | My Hero Academia

[damagedpride]

STAYING POWER

Of course he was going to go get some stupid vending machine power when he heard about it, it had to be better than having nothing at all, right? They didn’t have what he wanted, bargain discount shit, as far as he was concerned, so he chose magnetokinesis, because at that least that one didn’t sound like he might accidentally kill a whole town.

It was a mistake. It was a fucking terrible mistake. He learned that the moment he tried to pull a spoon toward himself with his new power. The whole damn set of utensils had made a beeline for him, and now he was covered in cuts and cutlery. Apparently, he was a damn magnet for anything metal, and no matter how many times he tried to turn it off, it didn’t seem to listen to him.

He’s currently stomping down the street, body covered in various metallic objects, pots, shovels, forks, and they all clank together, like an accompanying theme song as he spouts curses. He yanks a….the hell is that, a door knob? Whatever, he yanks it off of him with furious force and winds his hand back as he throws it as far as he can away from him with a loud “DIE!”

It doesn’t get far though before his magnetic pull has it colliding back into him, knocking him on his ass. And there’s a long string of curses that eventually peak in a furious shouted “FUUUUCK”.

Please come save him before he kills himself, or maybe at least come get whatever metallic object he’s unintentionally stolen off of him.


HIT & RUN

If anyone asks why he’s being chased down the street by an angry pack of weird looking mini deer, he would definitely tell them that they were the dicks that started it. But right now he just needs to get away from the bastards that seem intent on biting him.

Town probably wasn’t the smartest direction to lead an angry swarm of chupapacas, but he’s not such an asshole that he won’t shove anybody in his path out of the way with a rather heroic “Get the hell out of the way, dumbass!”

Outrunning them will only last for so long though, so he parkours his way up onto the top of the first building he can, somebody’s home, a store, he’s not paying any damn attention, all that matters is that he’s out of their nibbly little reach. He perches right on the edge of the building, one leg in front of the other as he stares down at the animals with a triumphant grin.

“HA! What are you gonna do now, you little ankle biting assholes?!” Yeah, he’s totally trash talking deer.


TEXT

un:kingexplosionmurder

There any pro heroes around?

text; un: just a traveler

[buildinghope]

you know, I was going to ask about what counts as a 'pro hero.' but honestly, I'm a little more concerned about that user name.

[damagedpride]

If you have to ask, it's not about you.

What the hell is wrong with my username?

[buildinghope]

Well, there's the 'murder' part, for one.

[damagedpride]

It's my future hero name.

[Or not, because his teacher won't actually let him use it, probably for this exact reason.]

I'm not running around killing people if that's what you're worried about.

[buildinghope]

That's a terrible name for a hero.

[But she was worried, a little, even if she isn't saying as much.]

[damagedpride]

What do you know? It sounds powerful as hell. And villains are supposed to feel fear when they hear a hero's name.

[buildinghope]

For one, I know that it sounds like a villain name more than a hero one.

[damagedpride]

Whatever. Who the hell are you anyway?

[buildinghope]

I'm the Doctor.

[damagedpride]

Like the town medic?

[buildinghope]

No. Although I probably could be? But that's a doctor. I'm the Doctor. There's a difference.

[damagedpride]

So that's like your hero name? And you were giving me shit.

Staying Power

[succored]

Loud cursing was never a good sign, and coupled with the ominous clanking noises that were getting progressively louder, Ty was tempted to let someone else sort it out and keep tending to his herb garden. Which, despite his best efforts, didn't seem to be growing as well as he had hoped. But when he heard someone getting knocked over, he stood up by reflex, catching the tail end of the cause of the noise to get fall backwards, Ty wincing. Any thoughts of ignoring this kid went out the window once he saw how many scratches he was covered in, and he leaned against the side of his house to get a better look.

"New to your powers?" He asked, a bit sympathetically. He'd been there too, and it had been no fun.

"I have some water from the healing springs for your cuts if you want it."

[damagedpride]

It's kind of hard to see where that voice is coming from, or even that there's one coming at all over his cursing, but somehow he manages to hear it anyway, and his head darts around, until it lands on the guy near the house.

"Shut up! I'm figuring it out!" He's not. This is a damn mess. But at least the blow to the stomach seemed to knock enough wind out of him that he must have shut off the power, for now at least, because there's nothing clinging to him anymore, he's just surrounded by a sea of metal objects.

He stands, kicks a pot and watches as it flies down the street with a sense of satisfaction, before he turns his attention again to the stranger. Cuts. Right. He has some of those. He probably should get patched up. Who knows what weird ass infections he might catch in this place. And that sure as hell isn't going to be what kills him.

"Yeah, fine."

[succored]

"I can see that." Ty said smartly, trying not to look too amused, but being an outsider to this was a whole lot funnier than being the one affected by it. Cutlery only seemed dangerous when it had been chasing him. But at least it looked like it was under control for now, metal carpeting the road around the guy. It was impressive he was still able to move with all of that weighing him down, but it might be best not to mention it. It might jinx whatever control this guy had just gotten.

"If you think you have it under control, you're welcome to come inside." Ty said, leaving the door open as he headed back into the house. He'd been collecting spring water to see how long the healing effects of it would last, and even with his few weeks of experimentation, it was obvious it was best straight from the source, but the effects were still in place even days down the road.

He picked up one of the jars full of his most recent sampling as well as a few strips of cloth, heading back out.

"This is most effective if it can soak into your skin."

text un: misthios

[aetosphoros]

Does a mercenary count? I am often compared to the heroes of old.

[ modesty. never really been one of kassandra's strong points. ]

[damagedpride]

As in one of those assholes that kills people for the highest bidder? Not even close.

[Oh, something they have in common then.]

[aetosphoros]

What if they use their abilities to help others?

[ Gods, if she's contemplating this conversation, she's been speaking too often to Sokrates. ]

[damagedpride]

So what? Anybody who helps someone just because they easily can is a hero now?

[aetosphoros]

What do you call a hero, then? Where I am from a hero is a warrior who fights for great glory and fame.