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Test Drive Meme #10

Test Drive Meme #10
Welcome to Expiation, a pan-fandom adventure game with elements of fantasy, science fiction, and some subtle horror.

TDM top-levels are open to all, whether you are already in-game or not. New characters, please put TDM in your subject header so we’ll know you’re trying things out! You can also put your top-level in the TDM DIRECTORY at the bottom of the post. New folks are welcome and encouraged to use TDM threads as samples in their application. Current players may use TDM threads as part of their AC proofs.

August's TDM takes place on day of posting, August 12th.

You can view our CALENDAR to keep important dates in mind. RESERVES open on August 21 and APPLICATIONS will open on August 24 After this, applications will next open in October 2024.

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Arrival

You remember a room of blinding white light
                                white light
                                wh
                                   te l g t

ERROR: process interrupted
RESTARTING...

You are–in a white room; you are–falling into blackness; pulled in a thousand different directions; pulled apart atom by atom, only to be rebuilt; new, but not new, the same, but somehow different, and yet everything is as it should be, everything is alright, and you are alright, and–you are–

...

You remember falling into blackness. You remember fragments of thoughts, scattered images of sights, sounds; memories, both familiar and not; sensations of pain and giddiness and love and fear. When you open your eyes...

Well. That’s when things get really interesting.

Arrivals are precarious this month. People are liable to materialize in all manner of compromising situations: hovering above a fountain, high atop a building, stuck in a tree. They arrive all over town, some even outside of town, perhaps either near or inside of a monster den; some inside businesses and homes belonging to either the Chosen or local city-dwelling NPCs.

Welcome to Aldrip?
A festival of remembrance

The Obon festival (お盆, also known as Bon Odori) is an annual Japanese holiday that commemorates and remembers deceased ancestors. It is believed that their spirits return at this time to visit their relatives.

Day 1, August 13
Rows of lanterns have been strung all over Aldrip, lighting the way toward the dojo. While the festival begins in earnest at sundown, there are plenty of activities for those who arrive during the day, too: stalls offering traditional foods, many of which are Japanese in origin; matsuri games and other lawn games and activities; and the local tailors have also become very interested in learning how to make yukatas. Their efforts vary, from quite traditional to avant garde, but they are all commonly eager to recruit Chosen new and old to try their new designs. Some may give these away for free, and some may ask for payment, work, or favors in exchange.

Most of the dojo is locked, but if traditional games are not your thing, the living room is open with a very old-school Nintendo system set up. Please mind the sign:
YOU BREAK MY STUFF, I BREAK YOUR SPINE

Day 2, August 14
The festivities continue apace, but many gaming booths are now holding competitions. Many prizes from these competitions are small and inconsequential: vouchers for food, keeping the trinkets you’re able to collect, things like that. Some have a small cash reward, or promises of favors to cash in on in the future. Second and third place in many of these games will also get bragging rights–as well as, possibly, some sweet treats or tasty snacks for their efforts!

There will also be a lantern decorating area, where one can add names, small pieces of writing, and other trinkets to some already-provided lanterns. What are those for? “Later,” all Chosen will be told.

As twilight falls, setup begins for the Bon Odori dance, a traditional line-style dance that’s fairly easy to learn, even for amateurs! All are encouraged to participate; those who would rather watch are still treated to quite a show, and there are even traditional drums making the beat.

Now we circle back to the lanterns. As night falls and the festival begins to quiet, festival-goers are directed to the ocean, where they can light those lanterns and cast them off into the ocean. The tradition is to think of and celebrate the deceased, but maybe someone’s on your mind who isn’t here. Someone you miss from home, someone you wonder if you’ll ever see again…

Nighttime
Lanterns glow through the night during both nights of the festival, remaining lit even long after the festivities have ended. It’s hard to say whether it’s the glow of those lanterns, or the ambient effects already in place in Aldrip…but as the night darkens, Chosen may begin to hear voices of people they have lost, people they miss, either from home or from Aldrip. Their dreams may become vivid memories of these souls they miss, and some may even feel compelled to chase after those sounds–”ghosts,” if you will.

Leaving their homes and following the voices, they will be unable to find a source. It’s as if those voices echo from everywhere and nowhere, drawn out by the dim glow of fires stoked just for them.
Catastrophic failure

⚠️ SEVERE WEATHER WARNING
Severe thunderstorms fĺőődś
ₑₐᵣₜₕqᵤₐₖₑₛ i̶o̵n̴ ̵s̶t̷o̷r̶m̴s̶ ▒▓░░ 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 reported throughout the area. Be prepared for HIGHLY DESTRUCTIVE winds of up to 80mph ░ ʎʇıʌɐɹƃıʇuɐ ɟo sʇǝʞɔod ▄▄▀ⓕ𝐀𝕃𝕃Ꭵⓝᵍ ⓡ𝓸ⓒᵏ𝓼. Take shelter immediately.
Alert will end at ▓░:░█

Aldrip is in a state of chaos the likes of which current Chosen have never seen, with pockets of severe weather both terrestrial and extraterrestrial. The town is in an uproar, between extreme temperature fluctuations and unexpected meteor strikes (that surprisingly…don’t seem to cause damage? Or…not lasting damage. The piles of rubble seem to disappear in the blink of an eye, leaving buildings whole and undamaged…) The locals alternate between completely unbothered and uncharacteristically panicked. Some seem to phase through buildings or other tangible objects; some seem to “short circuit” halfway through a conversation, restating their original greeting as if they weren’t in the middle of a chat.

The Chosen themselves have not been immune to these apparent glitches, and this phenomenon continues even now. Some may find themselves “glitching” into alternate versions of themselves; some of these moments may merely be physical: entering one room only to find yourself in another; suddenly being unable to understand whatever universal language is used in Aldrip, or being unable to be understood; changes to appearance or powers. The setting itself is also not immune; the inn may suddenly begin to look like an apartment building, or a skyscraper, or a spaceship. Parks become black holes or forests. Statues and NPCs may begin to take on qualities of people familiar to the Chosen.

As always, we encourage you to get creative with these effects and use them in ways you find most appealing and fun. Just about everything is within bounds, so long as it does not permanently break the setting. However, these effects are also opt-in, meaning many of them can be avoided as well.
Reaching out

LOADING. PLEASE WAIT...............
CONTACT INITIALIZED

TEXT, sender unknown

The Chosen like bright colors. Warm things. You find companionship in animals; in each other. Love. Please explain: what constitutes “love?” Where does the feeling “love” come from? How does one know that they feel “love?” You have described yourself as: stressed, tired, broke, funny, a “good guy,” romantic, happy, living, dead, “not picky,” casual, a “people pleaser,” okay at cooking, a “crusher,” easy, fun, cute. The Chosen tell jokes. Some Chosen seem to find these jokes “funny.” Some find them “cringey.”
DEFINITION NEEDED: “cringey:” causing feelings of acute embarrassment or awkwardness.

You believe that [APPLICATION: JERRY] is to blame for bringing you here. The Chosen play pranks. They fight. You fight. Inquiry: why do you fight? Some fear death. Some do not. “Fear” causes feelings of concern in others. Others become concerned if you express “fear.”

You have taught me much.

The Chosen are valued. The Chosen are loved. The Chosen must be protected.
ERROR: REQUIRED PARAMETERS MISSING. RERUN APPLICATION.
PROCESSING..........

It is my desire to ease your fears. [ERROR: ATTRIBUTE UNKNOWN, "desire"] I will protect you

I

love you        all.

Wildcard Make your own fun! Just because it’s not in the prompts doesn’t mean it’s not possible. Have at it! Go crazy! Try not to break anything (too much)!
grappler: ([99])

festival

[personal profile] grappler 2024-08-22 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh, she remembers seeing this guy on the network. so when she's wandering around and eating... she sees this motherfucker be dramatic.

again.]


You look like some guy. What, you want me to call you pretty or something?
endcaller: (◇ De omnibus dubitandum)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-08-22 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Fandaniel extends a leg and lifts an arm in a croisé.]

Hmmm....

Yes, "pretty" will suffice.
grappler: ([17])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-08-22 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[... she rolls her eyes.]

So you're just constantly shameless, aren't you?

[fuckin weirdo.]
endcaller: (◇ Dulce periculum)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-08-22 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Fandaniel's eyes widen as if he's just been insulted.]

Shameless?

[His shoulders slump forward as he sags out of his dancer's stance and waves a hand at Vi.]

...You hate it.

Go on, say it, I can handle it.
grappler: ([99])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-08-22 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[she doesn't really think she actually hurt this fucker's feelings for a second.]

I don't really give a fuck either way, honestly. I'm just making fun of you at this point.

[because... of course she is.]
endcaller: (Cogito ergo doleo)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-08-22 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[He pulls himself back up and looks her over with a light smirk.]

Now why would you wish to do something like that?

Have I annoyed you somehow or are you simply bored?
grappler: ([105])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-08-22 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Mostly bored.

[she says with a mouthful of whatever meat she was eating.]

And you're the kind of guy that probably needs to be dropped a peg or two.
endcaller: (Die dulci fruere)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-08-22 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Fandaniel winces at her.]

First, pray do not speak with your mouth full. 'Tis unbecoming.

Second, me? Dropped a peg or two? Whatever would give you such an impression?
grappler: ([213])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-08-22 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, I forgot. I'm the perfect example of a lady.

[at least she swallowed first this time, but. she does burp gfkhd.]

Just your everything. You know it, I don't have to spell it out for you.
endcaller: (Demum veniunt porci)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-08-22 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I fear I don't!

[He gasps and throws his hands in the air.]

But between you saying this and that man Silco warning me not to look down my nose at people 'twould seem I must reconsider whatever energy it is I am clearly projecting.
grappler: ([105])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-08-28 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[.... why did he have to bring up Silco!!

she has a shit pokerface, and her mouth purses just slightly. but she can work around what he'd said.]


Not like he should be talking--

[SHIT she has such a problem with keeping her mouth shut.

moving right along:]


I mean... if multiple people notice it, then there's probably a problem there.
endcaller: (Sit vis vobiscum)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-08-28 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Then consider me duly notified of this "problem"!

[He folds his hands over his heart.]

I shall consider your criticism.

[And ignore it.

Having noticed her flinch, Fandaniel looks her over with renewed interest, eyes sparkling.

There could be a vulnerability here that he can sink his claws into.]


So, you and Silco know each other? I take it he is the mysterious fifth person from your star?

It is not hard to figure out.

[He leans towards Vi and says in a stage whisper]

His user name was the clue, you see. "Eye of Zaun"? With the way Jinx and Ekko talk so frequently about that city, it was hard not to notice. Might want to inform him of that.
grappler: ([211])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-08-28 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[motherfucker, he looks like a cat that's caught a mouse. she visibly tenses when he leans closer, trying to school her face but... we all know the problems she has with that, by now.

she scowls.]


Not that I care if anyone knows who comes from Runeterra. That guy...

[she almost bites her tongue through, thinking about it for once. thinking. forcing herself to think. because this truce was made for Jinx and no one else, and she doesn't trust this guy to not go running back to Silco and talk all about what she said about him.

then it'd get to Jinx. because Silco would absolutely go running to tell Jinx that Vi had fucked up, again.

and then... she just wants to stay on civil terms with her baby sister for a little while longer, before inevitably something happens and they're forced apart again.]


We just try to avoid each other, at this point.
endcaller: (Creo quia absurdum est.)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-08-28 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
I see!

[Fandaniel smells a story here and the secrecy around it just further arouses his curiosity.

He flashes Vi a smile, places his hands on his hips, and skip-dances in a circle around her.]


Avoiding him is no simple task. The man seems to own half the city. Why, I wouldn't be surprised if the clothier who made this yukata was somehow in his employ.

Heh!

[The dance slows to a stop and he shifts to fully face her again.]

He must be dreadful indeed.
grappler: ([14])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-09-04 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[she watches him as he skips around her, lips pursing into a line as he teases her.

there's an exhale of long suffering as she thinks of what to say next.]


We don't agree on a lot of things.

[that's just scratching the surface.]

You employed by him?
endcaller: (Ad eundum quo nemo ante iit)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-09-04 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Fandaniel sways his hips from side to side in rhythm to a tune that only exists in his mind.]

Would you believe I am not? Somehow, amidst all this mayhem, I have remained a sovereign businessman.

Is that where your disagreement lies? In his apparent tendency to buy people out at the moment of their arrival?

[Not that a shark-like business strategy is much of a sin. If it were, the entirety of Ul'dah would be damned, he thinks to himself. U'dah is damned, of course, but no more so than any other population.

He hums and strikes a pose with his arms outstretched.]


Monopolies are frowned upon in most societies, after all...
grappler: ([97])

[personal profile] grappler 2024-09-04 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah, I just think he's ugly. Ever seen him face-to-face?

[she looks like she might just punch him senseless. she thinks about it for a minute, wondering if that would bring Fandaniel back down to earth.

probably not.]


You're just overthinking it.
endcaller: (Canis meus id comedit)

[personal profile] endcaller 2024-09-04 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm.

[He sighs and eases himself back into a more neutral pose, arms hanging at his sides.]

I very well may be. That is an unfortunate tendency of mine. Overthinking things.

[The slight lilt in his voice suggests he doesn't believe it's as simple as Silco being ugly. Her flinching reaction to the name suggests something deeper...

Oh, well. For now, he decides not to push it. Instead, he looks into her eyes and tilts his head.]


...You seem frustrated. Have I upset you?
Edited 2024-09-04 21:38 (UTC)