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

[lostpoetry]

You’ll learn soon enough that I very rarely back down from one. And I know you do not either. So yes. It is. Do you accept?

[justblendin]

You know, if you wanted to spend time with me, all you had to do was ask.

[lostpoetry]

I believe I just did.

[justblendin]

Then who am I to deny you? Where should I meet you?

[lostpoetry]

You can’t. How about the fountain?

[justblendin]

Of course you would use that against me.

Bene. I will be there soon.

[lostpoetry]

Use what? The truth?

I’m already here. I was in the area. :)

[justblendin]

[He doesn't reply, especially knowing that she's already there waiting for him.

What could he say anyway? It was absolutely and completely the truth and they both knew it. Instead he'll simply drop down off one of the nearby buildings, walking towards her quickly.]

Impatient to see me as well?

[lostpoetry]

I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have the patience of a saint.

[ She turned away from the fountain as she heard the approaching steps, the winter jacket she’d accepted heavy but doing the job in keeping her warm in the chilly mid-afternoon. How strange was it to see him without any grays streaked in his hair, no thick beard covering his entire jaw. ]

[justblendin]

Is that why you have kept me waiting so long?

[Young and clean-shaven, and still hasn't learned all of the finer points of how to court a woman instead of simply get her into bed.

But he'll offer her his arm to take, so that they might at least walk together properly.]

[lostpoetry]

I kept you waiting?

[ Her laughter rang out happily, amused. He would say that. She stepped in close and took the offered arm without hesitation, a dimple appearing at her cheek as she smiled. ]

Be careful where you step, you wouldn’t want to slip.

[justblendin]

Not when I have already fallen for you.

[Coming from absolutely anyone else it would sound like a cheap pick up line - and truthfully, it still does. But there's a definite charm to it, especially when he places his free hand on top of hers.]

[lostpoetry]

Have you?

[ Look.Look. The snow was packed along the path and she was wearing... trousers, no long skirts, which was still bizarre for her. But a few steps forward and that made it all the easier for her to pull back just enough and hook her leg at his ankle in the attempt to trip him. ]

[justblendin]

[He could catch himself. He could. But the snow makes for a relatively soft landing, so he allows himself to fall. Flat on to his back, staring up at her with those eyes of his.]

It seems I have.

[lostpoetry]

Mm— [ Sofia hummed in response, gaze darting down his form laying there at her feet and back up. She took a step back, hands behind her, and turned to continue on along the pathway. ] We shall see.

[justblendin]

[Oh, she's good.

For a second he simply lays there, head falling back into the snow. And the. He's pushing himself up, brushing the snow from his body and jogging to catch up with her.]

[lostpoetry]

So tell me, Ezio, how old are you?

[ The snow crunched beneath his steps and Sofia turned to walk backwards, facing him as he caught up. ]

What is your world like, in the last year you were in?

[justblendin]

That is a strange question. Why do you ask?

[What is your game Sofia?]

[lostpoetry]

Is it? Is it so strange to want to get to know you?

[ A good one. Play along. Keep up.]

[justblendin]

No. I suppose it isn't.

[Listen. Usually he's the one playing games okay.]

I am twenty-nine and it was 1488. And you, bella?