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

[poaceae]

"Won't be a problem," he grumbles, still trying to pick his feet up. It's just the feet that have frozen--the rest of him is feeling a little frosty, but his feet had been in contact with the cold ground and snow all morning. He was only distracted for a minute, but apparently that was enough.

"Over here," he intones when Alec comes into view. He takes one hand off his hat to give a dispirited wave.

[houmaprotector]

"Hazards...of the season." He offers him a hand, "If I can't...pull you out. I'll...go. Get...some water." He's strong but his incredible strength is...well. Who knows if he can or can't?

"Did you try...to root? Or just get caught out...here?"

This slow moving talking is going to be the worst. He shuts his red eyes in annoyance before nodding.

[poaceae]

The boy takes his hand readily enough, but he's about as happy about the rescue as he is about being stuck in the first place.

"Who'd wanna root in this dump," he asks scathingly, then seems to discard the thought. "I guess only a dingus like me would get frozen to the ground. If I had my grass sword I could cut myself loose in a second." And if he was the real Finn he wouldn't have gotten stuck in the first place.

Sadly, Alec's slowed speech makes it very easy to Fern to soliloquize.

[houmaprotector]

"Those of...us who need to root to live." But he sounds slightly sarcastic. The boy's anger makes him smile all the same despite how cold it is.

"I can feel the...ache in my branches. Let's...get you back to the Inn."

He offers one big green hand for the boy, "...This may...hurt."

[poaceae]

"All this ice and snow can't be good for my grass bod either," he agrees with considerable bitterness. This is the normal amount of conversational bitterness for Fern.

He gives up on the hat, letting it blow off his hair and hang around his neck as he grabs Alec's hand with both of his. This will definitely hurt. He can already feel bits of his feet tearing away from the rest.

[houmaprotector]

"...Agreed. Times like...these. We must...move inside. Away from...the fires...but moved inside."

His muscles curl and he moves to pull at him.

"...I've...got you. On the count of three. One. Two..."

And he'll pull him out of the snow.

[poaceae]

“Ballzacks,” he shouts as his feet are torn off of the ground. He definitely lost some grass-skin there. But buckets to that, he’s Fern Mertens and skinned feet aren’t nothing to him.

“Ugh. Let’s get out of here,” he suggests even as he starts in the direction of the inn.

[houmaprotector]

"Your...feet are all right?" Alec turns to lumber in the direction of the inn, "They don't hurt? Your roots...are okay?"

It was a tough truth to acknowledge but ever since this boy showed up Alec was...invested. He'd never met a being like him. He wanted to save him. To help him. And if the other humans mattered less then...well.

He shrugged his shoulders, seemingly at nothing.

"The cold...will end soon."

[poaceae]

Fern was both annoyed and gratified by the attention. He liked to think of himself as a loner, an outcast, but in truth he was every bit as extroverted as Finn. Now, here, he didn’t really know what to do with himself besides sulk.

“I don’t know man, do I even have roots? I’m fine, you don’t have to keep fussing.”

[houmaprotector]

"You're...made of grass like me. Surely you must be like...our brothers and sisters of the...plant kingdom."

He grits wooden teeth before stepping onto the mat, "...It makes us better then...many humans. People long to be able...to root."

The big green man shivers, "It's...cold. Hopefully inside...I won't be this...stagnate."

[poaceae]

Fern doesn’t really follow most, if any of this. Sometimes Alec talks about weird stuff like Fern should just know. He doesn’t know, and he definitely isn’t going to ask outright.

“My brother’s a magic stretching dog,” he offers, hoping that’s somehow relevant to the conversation. “And my other brother is just a normal, non-magic dog. He likes to paint.”