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

Snowblind

[digging]

When he makes it inside, it seems like he brings half the storm with him, the front door to the inn blowing open and banging back against the wall, snow gusting around the hunched figure and sending pale flurries across the room and up the stairs.

The papers Karen's got spread across one of the tables try to make an escape and she darts splayed fingers out keep them in place, squinting up against the sudden onslaught of cold air. Hastily, she pulls a journal over as a makeshift paperweight and then dashes to help close the door against the gusting wind.

"I guess that means it's not slackening off," she says with a soft huff, an almost-laugh.

[troublesomebuck]

He stands in the doorway a moment to shake off the snow, grumbling about stupid man things. As Karen rushes in to close the door he turns to help, grabbing the edge and then shouldering against the wind to shut it.

"If anything it's getting worse." The door finally shut and secured, Bigwig looks down at the doe - ah, woman - in front of him. All these silly new terms he's got to learn, pah.

"We'll end holed up on our dens before long, I figure. You, you been here long? "

[digging]

That's an odd way of putting it, but god knows she's heard stranger. There comes a point with this place where you just have to go with most things.

"A year," Karen replies as she shakes some melted snow from her fingers. "Long enough to know it's better to be in here than out there alone in one of the houses." If she still had a roommate, it would be different — Someone to help keep the furnace going and bundle up with on the really frigid nights. Since she doesn't, staying at the inn seems like the smart play.

Looking up, she tips him a smile. "I'm Karen. And you have, like... a ridiculous amount of snow in your hair, for the record."

[troublesomebuck]

"Have I, still?" He tips his head down and rapidly slides his hands over his hair, back to front, in an attempt to clear it, and gives his head a little shake at the end. "That should do it."

He glances back at her and realizes he may have gotten her with some of the excess, and while he didn't apologize he at least had the decency to look abashed for a moment.

"Is there food left? I missed out yesterday on account of thinking it'd be available all day. Things run a little tight here?"

[digging]

Karen blinks rapidly at the onslaught, then wipes her face with a faint, bewildered smile.

"We ration the main stores in the winter," she replies. "A lot of people still hunt, or have their own stores, but the lunch they do here, it's the only food source for a lot of people." More than is honestly reasonable, in her opinion. "You didn't eat yesterday at all?"