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sixthiteration) wrote2018-09-28 08:28 pm
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:
→ 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.
→ 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.
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.
Vanessa Ives | Penny Dreadful
There is something Vanessa is meant to remember.
Ethan.
The thing inside her ripped like the animal in him, clawing to escape and to be put down, but she had done that. She had given herself up to him in ways that she would never give to the dark brothers, and then there had been peace. Or something like it. She suspects that there would never truly be peace, but there was no thick fog permeating the air, no death trailing her like a cloak.
There had been moths, something that would belong to Dr. Sweet, in his house of night creatures, but how they had swarmed her. How they began to steal from her. Fallen to her knees, her prayers can no longer help her.
Her. Who is she?
She is Amunet. She is Vanessa Ives. She is beholden to Dracula, king of the night creatures.
Or is she simply a woman who lost her way, one who dreamed of a home and a warmth that had not filled her in her whole life. Grasping wildly at that, she feels it slip away from her. The dust diminishes, and then it is lost.
She is lost.
On her knees, she casts a pained look upwards to the shadow of someone passing, feeling hollow and yet familiar. It is not unusual for Vanessa Ives to be possessed by something else. It is unusual for her to be devoid of anything at all. "Do you know who I am?" she asks, voice small and full of pain, innocence holding to her question. She is, for the first time, free.
It will not last, she fears.
ii. the ancient teachers of this science
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
How can we have such progress and yet, be so tied to the past? Has anyone explained, yet?
Forgive and
She's not intentionally ignoring the woman as she starts to walk by, it's quite the opposite. She's usually very aware of her surroundings, but sometimes she's looking ahead too much. She pauses and looks down at Vanessa, blinking a few times. Her hunter instinct bleeds away and her friendly instinct comes back. She smiles and squats down next to her. "I'm sorry, but I don't. Are you new here or are you just confused?" It could be either or both or neither. Hard to tell with this place and the people who wander their way through.
no subject
She has the feeling that she ought to know more about that, but she can't remember and it's driving her mad.
"I don't know," she says, feeling very small and lost. "I don't know if I'm new or old, I don't remember anything."
no subject
She has a few suspicions about what's going on, but the woman could have true amnesia, that happens. Still, it's this place, and this place loves to create things to play mind games with. "I'm Hawke. You wouldn't happen to have seen any moths about, would you? They're devious little beasts and can affect the mind."