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test drive meme #1

TEST DRIVE MEME #1
Welcome to Serendipity's first test drive meme!

TDM threads can be considered game canon if everyone agrees to it.
Any questions about the TDM can be asked in the mod questions thread.
Questions about the general game mechanics, setting or locations, or magic can be asked on their respective pages.

i. ARRIVAL


It was a beautiful dream, complete with a sobering and tantalizing choice.

The awakening is just as beautiful, and you wake slowly, comfortably and completely on your own time, eyes blinking open to take in the surroundings. You are floating in the center of a pool of pink-tinted liquid, just a little thicker than water, just thick enough that the floating takes no effort. Dressed in a soft white cotton robe, you find yourself staring at the high domed ceiling of a round room lined with huge windows that let in the afternoon sunlight, a little pale and washed out with the cool midwinter temperature and the reflection of light snowfall outside.

Inside, it is warm, the liquid you float in close enough to your body temperature that you can barely feel it as it moves over your skin. Thick vines climb the walls, weaving in and out between the windows and occasionally over them, throwing thick organically-shaped stripes here and there across the room. Once you fully awaken and stand up and exit the water, you will find towels to dry yourself beside a neatly stacked bundle of your clothing (all very precisely mended) and any other items you might have had on your person when you made the decision to stay. You are left alone, given time to sort yourself out and get changed, and it is only when you decide to leave the antechamber with the pool through a single open arch and make your way into the courtyard of the castle that you will be approached.

The people who greet you are warm and welcoming, wearing robes of different colors depending on the House they're affiliated with - green for Life, blue for River, brown for Stone, and yellow for Sun. These representatives explain to you where you are and what you've agreed to and answer any questions you might have. After this conversation, you are given your tablet and walked through how to use it, then taken on a tour through the various House accommodations so you can choose which suits you best, and offered to be taken to the stables should you have a mount, large pet, or vehicle that's come through with you.

ii. WELCOME HOME


In honor of the first new arrivals to this empty little valley, the heads of the Houses have decided to set up a little party in the largest ballroom in the Castle. It's a simple gathering, primarily a feast with live music, dancing, and games. The ballroom is lit up with candles and strings of magical fairy lights, there is a large table lined with chairs and loaded with simple farm-to-table type foods - roast chicken and beef, baked and mashed potatoes, buttered and roasted vegetables, bread rolls and loaves of bread intricately braided into various shapes, several types of stews and curries made with goat, mutton, beef, and chicken served with flat fried breads, and an assortment of pastries, tarts, and cakes. To drink, there will be mulled wine and mead, beer and a few spirits, and a wide variety of juices and other non-alcoholic beverages. The crowning achievement is a small ice cream bar with various flavors of ice cream and chocolate and caramel sauces.

☆ a. CELEBRATIONS The rest of the room has been mostly cleared aside from some couches and armchairs set up around the edges of the room for people to rest in. Throughout the evening, several small bands play a variety of music meant for dancing and an entire large section of the room is dedicated to games - darts, tabletop sports games, cards, chess, and a game something like Pictionary or charades. Characters are welcome to mingle, dance, and play games with each other and with NPCs that will be more than willing to ask characters to dance or join them in a game.

☆ b. HOUSE PRESENTATIONS In a smaller room adjoining the ballroom, each of the Houses has set up a booth of sorts, meant to describe the interests and focus of each House as well as to demonstrate the types of magic that each house specializes in. Here, characters can observe mages from each House performing complicated spells or brewing potions and offering samples.

The spells performed will generally be complex, high-level spells intended to be impressive displays of what each House's magic can do. Characters can be temporarily changed into animals, have their worries erased for a few hours, become intangible, or be allowed to breathe underwater for a time, among many other types of fantastical spells. The samples of potions are good for an hour or so of effect and can cover a wide range of effects - intoxication and euphoria, enhanced luck, temporary infatuation, forced truth, the ability to speak to animals, and a host of other magical effects.

House booths are not recruiting, characters are not asked to join any of the Houses or ally with them, but they are showing off to try to tempt characters to sign up with their House to learn magic.

☆ c. SHARING IS CARING In another smaller room adjoining the ballroom, characters are invited to talk about their homes, show off their own abilities, or share something cultural from their own worlds. There will be a near-constant stream of interested NPCs as well as other characters who may watch or listen. Tell a folklore story from your country, perform a folk song, show off your superhuman abilities, or share anything else that reminds you of home in an enthusiastic sharing of culture.

iii. SECRET SIGNS


Towards the middle of the evening, a 'game' is announced - the Secret Signs. A magic spell will be cast on the room at large, and characters will find a glowing inscription above their heads that reveals a minor but relatable secret of theirs, or functions as a sort of 'shaming sign' betraying a minor relatable misbehavior that the character indulges in. These inscriptions will remain for a few hours, and characters are encouraged to mingle, observe other people's inscriptions, and try to find common ground in these inconsequential secrets or guilty pleasures.

However, the spell isn't perfect, so some characters may have no inscriptions, or false accusations or untrue secrets displayed and have to deal with the fallout of that. Alternately, if players wish it, deeper secrets or wrongdoings may be exposed completely by accident.

iv. GREENHOUSE INVASION


On the day after the party, a call goes out on the tablets for the assistance of anyone who's able - the Greenhouses, which provide most of the food for the current population, are being invaded by pests! These pests are rodents about the size of very large rats that like to eat the ripened fruit and vegetables that have taken months of careful cultivation to grow. They are exceptionally good at climbing and the females of the species are capable of short flights using little 'wings' similar to those of a flying squirrel. When they're cornered, they have a nasty bite that can cause people trying to catch them to experience extremely strange surreal hallucinations.

It's very important that these pests be cleared out of the Greenhouses, because they are the source of most of the foods that characters will be eating, especially considering it's mid to late winter and growing things outdoors won't be happening for a while. It's your first opportunity to really contribute to your new community!

v. NETWORK


Each character's tablet will light up at some point during the first few days and open a new entry with a blinking prompt: Tell everyone something about yourself. Where are you from? How old are you? What was your family like? What is your favorite food or color?

Or characters are welcome to post up their own network-based prompts.

NAVIGATION








ribbonbon: (A little worried)

[personal profile] ribbonbon 2022-01-05 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a few moments before she responds as she stares at the message she's received, almost as if she's reading something completely incomprehensible. She reads it over a few times before she's finally able to respond.]


what


[There's another, shorter pause.]


Sorry, it's not that I don't believe you but it's just a lot to take in all of a sudden?? It's 2010 where I'm from but the world really changes that much?
ribbonbon: (Aw gee)

[personal profile] ribbonbon 2022-01-05 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
Food sounds pretty good right about now. A snack never fails to help me calm down a little...!

[Though, she figures he doesn't need to know that she's calmed down more than a few times during this whole thing. She readjusts herself as she catches herself just starting to flip backwards again, inhaling sharply.]

I like, really don't want to get used to this. I mean, the more I think about it, the more I think about all of the little stuff that I'm used to having gravity for.

[Like sleeping. The idea of floating around with a blanket isn't exactly appealing.]
todalafuerza: (039)

[personal profile] todalafuerza 2022-01-05 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Clearly this man is just crazy -- which does, now, make her a little more wary of his pyromaniac label. But she's satisfied by the fact that in whatever tiny nook of the world he's blowing up trees, it's for the purpose of regrowth.

She folds her arms over her chest. ]


Okay. Fine. I'll accept that you think you've killed giants and monsters and prevented a transformative disease from spreading, even though I've never heard about it on the news or in my travels. What country are you from so I know to avoid it? [ Forgetting that she won't even remember once her time here is done... ]
todalafuerza: (044)

[personal profile] todalafuerza 2022-01-05 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ To be fair, when Julia thinks of werewolves, she thinks of teen paranormal romance. And even though she believes Dusty, she won't really comprehend it until she sees him transform. ]

So does that mean you walk on all fours, too? Do you feel like a human trapped in a wolf's body, or do you do everything on instinct?
todalafuerza: (072)

[personal profile] todalafuerza 2022-01-05 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
You've never heard of beyblades? They're a world phenomenon! There's even a world tournament for kids, not to mention a pro league for adults. I have mine with me, so you'll see when we meet. Want to grab breakfast together tomorrow?

[ Lucky you. Beyblades are like, REALLY cool. Cooler than a fancy sword!!!...???? ]
todalafuerza: (044)

no worries, they hit me pretty hard too!

[personal profile] todalafuerza 2022-01-05 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Once the initial shock of his astonishing good looks wears off, she relaxes back into her naturally self-confident manner of speaking. Still, she could gaze at his smile all day. ]

A circus performer. My brother and I grew up in a small-time traveling circus, so we've been in front of audiences since we were little kids. What about you? What do you do back home?
fishermansweater: (Studying)

[personal profile] fishermansweater 2022-01-05 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," he says, the word coming out carefully, like he's tasting it, mulling it in his mouth. "Just the only place there's fisherfolk and boats and processing plants." They'd learned about the districts and what they do in school, and it's repeated constantly on television, but as a very young victor, Finnick had left school at just fourteen and he'd only learned about other districts in the vaguest of terms. Not enough to know anything about spices and where they grow, and whether they grow in District One because that's where they grow, or because that's where luxuries come from.

It might be worth thinking about, in a way he's never really had the opportunity to do before. He'd thought, of course, about a world after Snow, about what Panem might look like after the Capitol is overthrown, but that too had been vague. He'd never thought about what the Districts might do, how they might change their whole economies. But for now, it's something he'll need to come back around to. Whether the origin of curry is true or not, Annie looks like she's enjoying it, so once he's finished his ice cream, Finnick gets some curry for himself.

It really is good. Just as good as it smells.

"Notice anything else worth mentioning yet?" he asks her after he's had a few mouthfuls to savor the taste. Finnick has some thoughts about the people around them himself, but Annie's always had a usefully different perspective to his.

incinerating: (miffed)

[personal profile] incinerating 2022-01-06 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Right! Yes, good, okay.

[And with that, he runs into the greenhouse and immediately starts coughing. Lifting one arm to put it over his face, he looks around for the pipe Lalli mentioned and grabs a pot. Turning the knob, he holds the pot under the pipe only for the water to spill all over his shoes.]

Jäklar!
incinerating: (followed)

[personal profile] incinerating 2022-01-06 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Why no red meat?
incinerating: (hairflip)

[personal profile] incinerating 2022-01-06 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, that's insulting, but at least she's not being a weird Rash-denier anymore? Sort of?]

Sweden? But I was in Denmark for a while, and then Finland too. The Rash is everywhere you know. There's literally no way you could've not heard about it in the news, because the only way they wouldn't report it is if it was such old news that literally everyone knows about it, which is what it is.

[Shaking his head, he huffs out a breath.]

Where are you from?
scowlish: (pensive)

[personal profile] scowlish 2022-01-06 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[Well, Lalli has a point there. And his plan seems sound enough, so Onni just gets himself moving and pulls his spear out, eyes scanning around to catch sight of another of the little creatures.

Spotting one, he thwaps his spear down on it, stunning it, and picks it up by the scruff of the neck, tossing it over his shoulder and out of the door.]


How long have you been here?
ribbonbon: (Default)

[personal profile] ribbonbon 2022-01-07 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, it's a sport! So she's a circus performer and an athlete? Now this she has to hear about.]

Sure, breakfast sounds great! If beyblades are such a phenomenon, we might not have them where I'm from so I'm excited to hear all about it!
prodigalmess: (yikes)

[personal profile] prodigalmess 2022-01-10 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
It's, um...

I don't like the way that it seems to bleed.
ghostsguysgyuudon: Embarrassed and shocked. (busted...)

Ayazuki Mei | Meiji Tokyo Renka

[personal profile] ghostsguysgyuudon 2022-01-11 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
arrival

[A girl in a kimono that looks like a museum relic, but who's frantically fidgeting with the kitsune charm on her modern cell phone, probably isn't the average arrival here. When she notices you, she'll shove the phone into her obi and bow.]

Hello! ...did you come here from somewhere else, too? When did you get here?

celebrations

[If there's one thing Mei seems used to, it's fancy parties; she can be found dancing with the other attendees, chatting with the party-runners politely, and piling her plate high with beef at the food tables. Even so, her mind seems elsewhere, and she looks off sadly for a moment.

Only to beam and wave at you.]
Is it strange if this kind of thing feels nostalgic?

secret signs

[Mei looks up at her sign and sighs. Got engaged to somebody she met that night.]

I mean, I suppose, technically...
treadswater: (that's the way the wind blows)

[personal profile] treadswater 2022-01-12 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Has she noticed anything else worth?

Yes. Lots of things. The accents. The style of clothes. The lack of fear in people's eyes and the lack of masking fear. The style of furniture, the nature of the tablet they were given, the lack of excess-

She doesn't mention them. She's not sure what they can talk about, yet.

Instead, she turns the question back at Finnick. It's also an answer.

"What do you think the magic they are using is?"

It doesn't look like any holo program she's seen, but then again, she hasn't really seen all that the Capitol can throw around. But she's been watching the residents of this strange place, trying to see where wires might be hidden by their soft clothes.
aetophoria: (u g h)

celebrations

[personal profile] aetophoria 2022-01-12 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Kassandra is definitely not wearing a dress. Her armour will be just fine for her. She's even wearing a red cloak, which in her opinion is quite pretty. Admittedly everyone else around her seems to be dressed up. But she's far more comfortable like this.

And nobody has tried to take her bow yet. ]


I think it means your life has been very different from mine.
fishermansweater: (I'm a product of the Capitol)

[personal profile] fishermansweater 2022-01-12 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Finnick is trying not to stare at Annie like he so often wants to do, because they're in public and that means they're friends, not lovers. But between looking at his curry, he glances up at Annie, and he can see the thoughtfulness in her face.

But her reply isn't direct; it's oblique, a question that addresses just one thing, but that one thing enough for him to realize that she's noticed others as well. Some things are less safe to talk about in public than others.

Finnick shrugs, one-shouldered and lopsided.

"I never understood half the tech in the Capitol. Guess some of the illusions could be holos. The other stuff, not sure. Didn't see any obvious tells of a trick, did you?"
ghostsguysgyuudon: Slumping forward in disappointment. (tmw wep finale)

[personal profile] ghostsguysgyuudon 2022-01-12 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mei makes an awkward face and tries to laugh it off.]

I -- I guess you're right, but still, it isn't like I grew up with this. It was really just for a month...
iokheaira: (Default)

Allison Argent | Teen Wolf

[personal profile] iokheaira 2022-01-15 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
i. ARRIVAL.
She should be dead. That Allison knows. She was dying. Dying in the arms of the boy she loves. This… isn’t that. She has a pulse, and a heartbeat. She’s breathing. It feels like a dream. Can the dying dream? She doesn’t know. It feels real, though. Really real. But how? She needs answers. For now, though, she needs clothes. Real clothes.

Climbing out of the out of the water is easy enough for a dead woman, and she wastes no time in drying off and dressing in the… clean and mended clothes that she’d been wearing when she’d… yeah. Her bow is there too, though, and her quiver, and she feels a little better once they’re in hand.

Okay. Answers.

The courtyard leads her to a small group of strangers who greet her warmly. She eyes them warily. They answer her questions, even if she’s a little incredulous about having agreed to something. THAT’s a little fishy. (But she’s dead…) And she’s supposed to choose a house? What is this, Hogwarts? They take her on a tour and then she’s left to her own devices. Which means exploring. Finding supplies. Just because she’s… wherever she is doesn’t change who she is. She’s still an Argent.

Even if she’s dead.


ii. WELCOME HOME.
a. celebrations.
The celebration, and the world, remind her of the stories she was told about Marie-Jeanne. She thinks her ancestor would have been right at home, here. She’s… less so. But she doesn’t have much choice, does she. She’s here. And she can’t go back. She’s suspicious, and would rather be exploring. Investigating this world she’s found herself in. But there’s information to be learned from people, too. So she goes, and she celebrates. She mingles, and she dances…

And she listens. Asking innocent-seeming questions of the people who live here.

In between information gathering, she eats a little. Drinks a little. Mead and mulled wine. If its anything like the Greek Underworld, she’ll be stuck here. But then, she’s stuck here anyway, isn’t she. (She wishes that Lydia was here. Even if she’d HATE the lack of modern amenities. Scott. She wants Scott here with her more than anything.)

b. house presentations.
The Houses she’s supposed to choose from are there, too, with their booths set up. They’re not… hawking themselves, which is interesting, but they’re definitely there to tempt people to join them. Choose them. The magic is… more interesting than she’s willing to admit. Probably meant to be impressive, and she hates that it is.

She takes a sample of a potion; enhanced luck is the effect on that one, she’s told, and she slides it into her pocket for later. Never know when a little more luck will come in handy.

If she picks a House (and that’s a pretty big if)… she thinks maybe Stone. It reminds her of her family. As they are now. As they’ve chosen to be. As they try to be. Want to be.

Protectors.


iv. GREENHOUSE INVASION.
The moment the call goes out Allison is answering it, grabbing her gear (that she'd come with, and that she's put together since arriving) and racing for the greenhouse. It’s nice to be DOING something, other than wandering around trying to figure everything out. Trying to ignore the whole… being dead thing. (Trying to ignore how her dad must have been destroyed to learn that she’d died. Trying to ignore how she’d left him alone.)

So she races towards the greenhouse, inside the greenhouse. She doesn’t know if they want the pests dead, or just away from the food, so she fires arrows – one, two, three – pinning three of the rodents in place, wounded but alive, before they can do more than eye the fruit wistfully.

Pivoting sharply, she fires again.

She’s not prepared for any of them to be able to FLY, which is how one of them manages to get in a bite. “Hey!” She hisses in pain, batting the thing away.

When the hallucinations kick in she’s not prepared for that, either.


v. WILDCARD!
focusscottfocus: (listening)

ii-b

[personal profile] focusscottfocus 2022-01-15 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Scott is wandering, trying to try to gather whatever information that he can. The whole idea of this is still so strange, no matter that he agreed to it, to being here.

There are so many people in the room, and he can hear the heartbeats of all of them, none familiar.

Except.

He frowns and follows the almost too-familiar steady beat. It can't be. She's––

The whole world seems to stop and tilt on edge when he sees her. The outline of her, her back to him, utterly unaware. Well, not entirely– Allison Argent is never as oblivious as she might look on the outside. But she doesn't know he's here. And some part of him can't believe she is. But there she is.

She's here. She's here. She here.
His entire body sings with that fact, and he can't stay frozen to the spot any longer. He takes the few strides it takes to join her at the booth she's at, glancing through whatever pamphlets they may have handed her.

"...Nous protégeons," he keeps his voice low, soft and not something meant to startle, but something she would recognize, and know it was him. Because so few people knew her code, except pack.
iokheaira: (Default)

[personal profile] iokheaira 2022-01-16 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
No matter how much Allison wants Scott here with her… she doesn’t think that’ll actually happen. So for as much as she’s aware of her surroundings, conscious of the people in her general vicinity… she doesn’t think to keep an eye out for familiar people.

Not until she hears those words. Not until she hears her code, murmured softly back to her. No one knows that, here. She hears those words, in his voice. The chance of this happening is… it shouldn’t have happened. But it did, and here he is. She would know his voice anywhere. She would know him anywhere. She hears his voice and her heart leaps in her chest, pounding so hard and she knows he can hear it, but she doesn’t react the way she wants to. Doesn’t fling herself into his arms to hold on like she never wants to let go. She turns though, just a little. To look at him. To SEE him.

To see for herself that he’s there. Right beside her. She doesn’t know what to DO. What to say. What do you SAY when you see the boy you love someone again after you died? It’s weird and strange and doesn't ever happen and it doesn’t even matter because he’s here. She reaches out, for his hand, brushes her fingers against his. She’s smiling, she’s smiling so bright because she just can’t help it. “Hi.”
focusscottfocus: (Default)

[personal profile] focusscottfocus 2022-01-18 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Scott doesn't know how to handle any of this either, but when she's smiling like that, he feels like he could deal with anything in the world.

"Hi..." he echoes back, his whole body singing Allison Allison Allison with that tiny brush of fingers. He twists his hand and threads his fingers through her own.
silentscout: (49)

signs

[personal profile] silentscout 2022-01-19 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[That sign though. Lalli is staring at it for a moment before speaking.]

Arranged marriage?

[Yeah that's the only reason he can think of for someone to get engaged so quickly.

By the way, his own sign says Prefers cats to people.
]
Edited 2022-01-19 02:55 (UTC)
ghostsguysgyuudon: Embarrassed and trying to hide. (don't be suspicious don't be suspicious)

[personal profile] ghostsguysgyuudon 2022-01-19 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
That would be more normal than what actually happened... [She sighs and slumps a little.] At least your sign makes sense. There are plenty of people out there like that.
aetophoria: (Default)

iv

[personal profile] aetophoria 2022-01-19 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Malaka!"

Even to anyone who can't speak Greek, it's still pretty clear that's a curse word of some sort. Kassandra is only just arriving, just in time to see one of these flying rats (why are they flying rats, or flying rat-like things?) bite a girl who like Kassandra is holding a bow.

Kassandra nocks an arrow, about to draw it to shoot down the creature, but Ikaros beats her to it; with a screech, the eagle swoops and grabs the rodent in his talons, and flies back out the greenhouse door with it clutched in his talons.

That gives Kassandra a chance to run over to the girl.

"Are you hurt?"

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