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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

[broadaxes]

[Johanna notices the knitting and her lips twitch. She appreciates crafts, as she was a woodworker before she came here. Then the dogs are upon her and she gently holds her hands out to them. If they accept her, she'll smooth a hand over their heads. Johanna saves the baby talk for another time. She likes animals more than people, her dad had a big old bloodhound before he was horribly murdered... the father, the dog disappeared. She doesn't want to think that they killed the dog, too.

He mentions coffee and she immediately goes after him, even if he is a beardo weirdo with a tiny weirdo dog with him.]

Sugar and cream? Where'd you get so many freakin' animals, my guy? You live here alone? And knit? With all your animals?

[oorah]

[ he just nods, bee-lining for the percolator and checking that the coffee is still warm before pulling down a mug to pour for her. ignore that the cream is a little green and the sugar is actually stevia. it tastes pretty spot on anyway as he hands it over with a lifted brow. ]

Not alone. [ the other occupants are just out, but he also doesn't feel the need to disclose who they are or what they mean to him. he doesn't know who the hell she is at all, after all. ] Yes to the rest.

[ judge away if that's your thing, johanna. he super does not give a fuck. the dogs will accept all the pets she gives and he turns to scratch the weird ass dog's nose with his freed hand once she accepts the drink. ]

[broadaxes]

[Johanna accepts the mug and eyes him suspiciously.] Man of a few words. All right, I can work with that.

[She takes a step closer to examine the dog in his arms. She's not completely in Frank's bubble, but she's close. Johanna holds the mug by the handle and slowly reaches out to touch it.]

Will it bite?

[oorah]

[ he (surprise surprise) has nothing to say to that. but when she asks about bruno, he holds him out a bit and shakes his head. ]

Nah. You can pet him.

[ the moment she does he'll be leaning into the touch like the friendliest pup around, proving frank right. he just looks terrifying. ]

[broadaxes]

[Johanna's dirty little smirk turns into a genuine smile as she pets Bruno. She even leans over and puts her coffee cup onto the counter so she can give him a good rub with both hands.]

Why's he look like that? Government?

[It sounds silly, but this is the girl that came from the place that engineered wolves to look like dead children, so. Shrug emoji.]

No offense, pal.

[She's talking to the dog.]

[oorah]

[ that question gets frank to snort aloud. ]

Whatever passes for it in this place. No one knows, but I'm gonna assume whoever's responsible for the animals here is also responsible for us.

[ bruno makes a little pleased noise that doesn't sound unlike the rattle of a snake and rolls over onto his back in frank's arms as an invite for jo to scratch his belly. clearly he didn't take offense. ]

[broadaxes]

[She squints up at Frank (she's all of five feet and three inches tall) while reaching to scratch the dog's (?) belly. She has short nails, that look bitten down and too small. Her thumbs are callused but it's really doubtful that Bruno cares.]

Ah, secretive. Those kinds are fun. I had that back home. They had all these nukes and technology but they kept it to their selves while we all starved to death.

[She knows she's talking too much, but it doesn't really matter. She spent enough time not telling anyone anything. She's desperate for someone to listen.]

[oorah]

[ well, she found the right guy then. he nods like he understands, because even without knowing her world? he does. ]

This is a glorified rat maze, lady. Something tells me you know a thing or two about that.

[broadaxes]

Yeah, I do. A lot, actually. And do you call all women "lady?"

[She smirks, hoping she made him uncomfortable.]

[oorah]

[ he shrugs, not looking uncomfortable in the least actually (sorry.) ]

Nah, only the ones who barge into my house and start demanding things from me. [ this is surprisingly commonplace for him, also: ] Not to mention when I don't know her name.

[broadaxes]

[Well, she hoped she did and failed. That's probably better. Johanna stops petting the dog and goes back to sipping her coffee.]

I'm Johanna Mason.

[She throws a hand out to shake.]

[oorah]

Well, alright, Johanna Mason. [ he shakes her hand firmly, still looking pretty damn bemused. ] I'm Frank, or Hotdog, whatever rolls off the tongue easier.

[broadaxes]

You're not a lumberjack by chance?

[She gestures to her own chin to question his beard. Then she tilts her head and squints her eyes, confused.]

What the fuck, why Hotdog?