Test Drive (December & January)

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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 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.

→ 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. 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.


2. 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.


3. 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.


4. 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.

Comments

[plate_builder]

A voice. Thank heavens. Please let whoever they were come up with some solution to his increasingly flirtatious relationship with gravity. He would very much appreciate having his feet back on solid... literally anything. Granted now he wasn't going much higher so much as starting to drift to the side. Away from things to grab.

"I touched a feather. Please help," he called back, his voice clearly shaking. Anything had to be better than this. "Get... I don't know, a rope, a ladder, someone tall."

[relentlessness]

Well isn't that a slight? If he wasn't so busy trying not to laugh, Jacob might actually be insulted. He'll worry about that later.

"I'd be curious to see how high you can go," he admits, though he considers his options, looking up at the man and then canting his head, looking past him. Okay maybe he's not letting it go that easily. "Think heavy thoughts," he calls, heading into a nearby building.

When he comes back he has a heavy metal piece from the kitchen and he's tying it to the end of a rope.

"I'm going to need you to try and catch," he says, giving it a few swings before letting it go towards the man."

[plate_builder]

Think heavy thoughts? Like what, load adjustment formula to ensure proper distribution of weight over pillions? No, that clearly wasn't the man's point, but Reeve could not help the burst of scathing sarcasm when he was so scared. And then the man went and left. Which, of course, only redoubled Reeve's efforts at shouting for help.

He felt truly silly when the man returned, holding a rope and a piece of metal.

"Thank you, I will," he promised. Wasn't the most certain he could, but he was definitely going to try. And look, he'd slowly managed a whole other foot while Jacob had gone inside. But there was the rope, and Reeve watched it carefully. Watched it swing, watched it swing again, watched it fly.

And somehow, he caught it.

"I've got it!" he called down, rather needlessly, even as he worked on wrapping the rope around one arm. Better a dislocated shoulder if the man jerked abruptly than losing grip.

[relentlessness]

While entirely normal height for his day and age, Jacob is not tall enough to drag the man down. He is, however, fairly handy with hitting a target.

The moment it is caught, Jacob shifts, bracing himself as he coils it around his hand and elbow, gathering up the slack. And then working to keep coiling it, to use whatever is allowing the man to float to guide him back in without too much force, keeping the rope taut over his arm.

Watching him, head canting as his hood fell back off his head to pool on his shoulders. "This happen to you often?" Because if this is something that's going around, they're going to need more rope.

[plate_builder]

"No. Never before today. I think it was a feather I touched," Reeve answered.

The good news was that the pull on the rope was actually slowly pulling Reeve back down. The weight Jacob was pulling against clearly didn't truly equate to the weight of a man that size. Probably made sense given a lot of specific weight was about gravity anyway. Soon enough Reeve was, well, not on the ground, but pulled down to the point where a person could just reach out and touch him.

[relentlessness]

Keeping the rope taut, Jacob reaches u and catches the man by the sleeve to try and help him get his weight onto the ground. Even if it means he won't stay grounded.

"That happen regularly? That you touch feathers and find yourself floating? Is that a thing?"

Because if it is, he's going to have to truly be careful if that is the sort of things that happens here.

[plate_builder]

"I would not know," Reeve answered, and look at this, feet on the ground at last. He seems relieved for that fact.

Even dusts himself off now that he's on his feet.

[relentlessness]

"I wouldn't entirely let go of the rope. Not until you know you're stable," he says, smirking as he watches the man. "Be thankful you didn't light yourself on fire. Hydrogen filled and able to start fires around here, you're lucky you're in one piece."

Not that it's entirely fair to throw that at him, but it's definitely amusing.