The Sixth Iteration (
sixthiteration) wrote2018-11-28 05:44 pm
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Test Drive (December & January)
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 NETWORK 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 NETWORK 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
- SNOW BLIND - It's snowing, a lot, and pristine landscape though it might create, it also brings plenty of problems, especially when you live in an Edwardian-style village with a serious lack of snow shovels. It's currently blizzard conditions and visibility is nil — Maybe you gave in and ducked into the nearest house for temporary shelter, and discover someone else had the same idea (or just lives there, oops). Maybe you're stubborn enough to still be out in it, struggling against the wind and snow. Or maybe you've tromped into the South Village Inn like a human popsicle, and are just hoping you don't lose any fingers before you make it to the fireplace.
- JUMPED-UP - Winter's here, which means it's the perfect time for an expedition to warmer, southern climes. You've joined a group following the river all the way down to the far southern beach, for fun and for science. On this latest break in your journey, you've spotted a large, jewel-colored feather and picked it up, maybe as a specimen to bring back or just a feather for your cap. Turns out it's an archaeopteryx feather, and you're now, well... let's call it a little gravity-challenged. Not a bad benefit once you figure out how to control it.
- COLD CALL - The snow has slacked off, leaving behind a winter wonderland. Sure, there's plenty to do, but after being cooped up inside for days, most people won't blame you for a morale-booster — That is, unless your way of starting a snowball fight is to pop up and throw them at unsuspecting passers-by. Making a snow man or snow angels might come with a little less retribution, but you do you.
- WILDCARD - Choose your own adventure. Maybe play powers roulette.
Network
All characters are fitted with a smart watch-like device on their left wrist, which they can use to send text and video messages to other villagers.
- Text and/or video, any length
- 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.
SNOWBLIND ACTUALLY
But this comes close.
In any case, he's stalking towards the inn with the determination and fortitude of someone who has long since learned that keeping moving is the only way through winter hell, and he's doing it with such single-minded focus that he rams straight into someone else. It takes him a second before he recognizes the other man, and then, well. It's mean to be amused, but he really, really is.
"Lost?"
I'M SO DUMB. HOW DID I MESS UP MY FIRST PROMPT omg I'm so embarrassed at myself
He rounds on them, lip curled back in a snarl that might have been impressive another time if his appearance had kept even an ounce of its regal sharpness instead of the cold-reddened, wind-wrecked mess that's been made of him, to find--
Rhodes.
It takes a beat too long for the name to register, filed somewhere at the back of his head with the rest of the knowledge he gained of the Avengers when it had been useful to have, and Loki glowers in response to the clear amusement reflected in the other man's face.
"How impressively deduced." His voice is dry--or it would be, if he could keep it on the level. Damn this cold. "Which way to the inn?"
PLS YOU'RE FINE
A lot of that's on this particular alien over here. He's not going to punch him, though. The snow might throw off his aim, and trolling is more in the spirit of the season anyway.
Instead Rhodey gestures. "Ahead and to the right," he says. "I'm headed that way myself." And he doesn't particularly want to tell Thor he let Loki wander into the forest alone during a blizzard, so Loki can go with.
Okay, fine. Rhodey also doesn't want to wander into the forest accidentally in a blizzard, and there's safety in numbers.