TEST DRIVE MEME #11

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Test Drive Meme #11

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

THE STORY SO FAR (click to expand!)

Characters have arrived in Expiation, a seemingly idyllic fantasy world where they have been told they will be judged and sentenced for crimes they were charged with upon arrival.

Every two months, several characters are chosen for sentencing, where they’re brought to City Hall and told to perform a task related to their assigned crime.

Their only contact at City Hall is a mysterious and long-suffering man called Jerry.

Over time, characters have begun to realize that not all is as it seems in Expiation: as it turns out, the entire world is a simulation that seems to be run by an artificial intelligence.
This AI claims that its purpose, and thus the purpose of Expiation, is rehabilitating the Chosen after their crimes.

In March 2024, after the destruction of City Hall, the city of Aldrip was forced into an upgrade status. While this upgrade was being implemented, characters were pulled into a false reality where they believed they were natives to the city of Aldrip.

Aldrip has been a bit of a glitchy place for many, many months. However, in Summer 2024, these glitches became difficult to ignore, and pointed at evidence of a catastrophic systems failure. For several months, characters experienced chaotic effects as elements from their worlds and many others were thrown into the setting without warning, even going so far as to import a Gnosia infection.

The AI in charge of Expiation believed that performing a system reset might be the only way to stop the glitches before they could impact the world as a whole.

In September 2024, characters complied with the AI’s request and performed a reset. Although this set the AI back to a default state where it felt more neutral–rather than affectionate–toward the Chosen, several people created a system backup that they hope will return some of the data that has made the AI more sympathetic toward the Chosen.

When Aldrip was reset, City Hall became a Courthouse, and this is the new building where Chosen are now sent for sentencing.

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.

October's TDM takes place on October 21st.

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

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Arrival

Spooky season has come to Aldrip in full force! City and outskirts gardens are full of pumpkins to harvest, trees begin turning red and orange, and there’s a chill in the air that’d have anyone reaching for a cozy sweater. The wind picks up occasionally, howling through the trees, especially near the forest… While the seasonal weather is welcoming, the locals are anything but: they send disapproving glances and keep a wide distance. Unfortunately, this may only be heightened by the new arrivals to the city…

Newcomers to Aldrip face a rude awakening this month. Strange iron cages have appeared on surfaces all over town, short and tall alike, and this is where new Chosen find themselves upon arrival. The cages themselves aren’t terribly hard to open, honestly; the latch is on the outside, and it’s a bit finicky, but it’s not locked or anything. That said, some of these cages are quite high up. They’re sometimes near ledges and windows, but not always, and some new Chosen might need a helping hand to get down.

Yeah. The optics aren’t great. No wonder the locals are a little nervous!

The fall carnival

On the morning of October 21st, a Fall carnival pops up, seemingly out of nowhere. It hasn’t been well-advertised–maybe a flyer or two around town–but luckily for the Chosen, those who work there don’t seem to have the same opinion of them as the locals do. Costumes are not required for the carnival, but they’re definitely encouraged! There is a large tent near the entrance with lots of costumes to choose from, and changing rooms as well, should the Chosen decide they’d like to give it a try. The tent workers will be so excited to help with this process–but they might find some very unexpected choices for the Chosen!

There are plenty of rides, games, and food stalls, so come on down! Some special attractions the Chosen may take note of include:

The Funhouse
Billed as a standard house of mirrors, the Chosen are encouraged to try to get through the maze as quickly as they can. Push your limits! Test yourself!

Inside the mirror maze, the Chosen will find more of a test than they might have expected, at first. As they go deeper into the maze, the mirror reflections seem to change. At first, it’s just little things: your reflection might look in a different direction, or move when you stand still. But deeper within the maze, these mirrors begin to show things about the Chosen that they might not be ready to admit just yet. Some reflections may try to confess to the character’s crime to anyone who may be in the funhouse, even going into detail about it. Some may even show the crime as it happened, or a warped version of that crime. Anyone present can see and hear these reflections.

The reflections will follow Chosen until they find their way out of the funhouse. Unfortunately, that could take quite a bit longer, since those reflections are so very vocal and distracting.

Pumpkin Pick-up
You know those duck games at a fair where you pick up a rubber duck and the bottom of the toy has a prize written on it? Well, we know better than to pick up a duck in a dungeon carnival here in Expiation, so for extra spooky flair, these are small pumpkins instead, with painted jack-o-lantern faces! Picking up a pumpkin should reveal a prize…but what’s this? It’s a challenge instead? Interesting.

Written on the underside of each pumpkin is a truth-or-dare style directive. Players are free to make up any challenge they want, here! If you’re looking for some ideas, we’ve provided some examples in the details cut below.

Click here for a list of example challenges!

Tell someone your biggest regret
Tell someone about the scariest moment you’ve ever had
Confess your deepest shame to a stranger
Take someone’s shoes
Attempt to pickpocket someone without them noticing
Find a stranger and show off a secret talent
Tell someone about the thing you hate most, deep down
Kiss or hug a stranger
Eat something that doesn’t look like food
Tell someone about the cruelest thing you have ever done
Start dancing in the middle of a crowd, but only if there’s no music playing
Tell a stranger about the worst lie you ever told
Ask a stranger out on a date
Set off a small firework without warning
Give away your shirt and do not replace it
Confess your greatest weakness
Put on an extra silly costume
Exchange clothes with a stranger

You get the idea! Feel free to use these as a jumping off point and make up your own–there are no limits to what the pumpkins might say. Once the task has been completed, Chosen may turn the pumpkins in at one of the prize booths for whatever prize they would like. There’s no visible indication on the pumpkin as to whether the task is done or not, so you’re welcome to try bluffing, if you don’t want to complete it…but somehow, the booth worker always seems to know.

Dueling Potions
One of the stalls is a game of chance: two identical potions sit before you on a table. The carnie claims that one is a luck potion, and that choosing that potion will give you excellent luck for the whole day…but how do you tell which is which? By drinking the potion, of course!

There’s a 50% chance of victory, here. One vial does indeed contain a good luck potion, and if you choose that vial, your luck will be incredible for the next 24 hours. Unfortunately, the other bottle contains a bad luck potion, and that will have the opposite effect: for 24 hours, you’ll be plagued by disaster, bad happenstance, and maybe even some extra clumsiness. Does it seem a bit like you need to have good luck to get good luck, here? What, is this a commentary on something? Hmm.

Fortune Teller
Want some woo in your spooky season? A midnight-blue tent covered in stars seems to invite you in. You’ll find a bonafide fortune teller within, complete with crystal ball and heady incense. How fun! They’ll give you a cursory reading, either by palm or with strange-looking cards. You get the feeling that this reading is fairly accurate, but strangely…it’s hard to recite details later, if you try to tell someone else about what they told you. How odd. Maybe it was the incense.

It’s not just a hazy fortune and a nose full of frankincense that Chosen leave this booth with: they also feel a compulsion to speak their minds more than they might otherwise. Whether this is telling secrets usually kept close to the vest, expressing their opinions more readily, readily admitting to crimes they’ve been charged with or other wrongdoings, or some other manifestation of this effect is up to players!

There are plenty of other games, rides, and booths to explore, many of which have perfectly standard fare for events like these. Characters can use these booths to win tickets and get prizes: many booths offer cute stuffies and kitschy toys, of course, but Chosen can also find useful items like weapons, food, clothing, accessories, and things like that.

Witch hunt

Last year’s Witch Hunt was metaphorical in nature–this year, it’s much more literal. A limited number of witch hats are placed on a table in front of the carnival. As soon as the clock strikes noon, the Chosen may grab one and try to keep it out of the hands of fellow competitors. These hats are first-come, first-served, but it really doesn’t matter who starts out with one–it’s who ends the hunt with one that counts!

It seems to be like a city-wide game of tag. The Chosen’s job is simple: obtain and keep a witch hat on their head until the clock strikes midnight. If a “witch” is caught by another Chosen (by way of being tagged), they must hand over their hat, or they’ll be disqualified.

There’s no official sign-up for the hunt, so characters can join in whenever they’d like, or may decide not to join at all. So, what’s this all for? Anyone who manages to have a witch hat on by the time the clock strikes midnight is guaranteed a prize! OOCly, this prize is any small non-magical item from home, either personal or not; ICly, Chosen will not know what this prize is before entering. How do you obtain this prize? There’s an RNG for those who would like a chance to sign up to win an item. Sign-up is optional, and TDMers are welcome to join in! New items will be delivered at the start of November, so any new applicants who win the hunt will be able to obtain their items as well.

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)!

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Comments

[liverletdie]

[ Nobody lets him get away with flirting. :( ]

Oh, sure? Want me to ring up Emma? I'm sure she'd take my call.

[ A beat, and then — ]

Oh wait, I'm stuck here. You mind telling me who's in charge of you all, so I can start giving them a ring? I'm sure I can work something out quick enough.

[ Are his eyes rolling? Yes, his eyes are rolling. Man, never say the guy doesn't roll with the punches, but why can't people let him flirt out of every kidnapping? It happened once, it could happen again,r right?

Right? ]

[southernchere]

[ she blows a frustrating sigh through her nostrils and finally her arms fall at her sides. ]

You're ticklin' my gizzard, Honey.

[ sarcasm. but she floats closer, and extends out her arms to him — gearing up to carry the man the bridal way. if he won't accept being transported this way, then the next option would possibly be kicking him out of the cage, and let him almost face first until she grabs him by the ear. ]

— We're inside a computer, so it ain't no real tellin' who is in charge. Folks say the Council, but I'm beginnin' to think that's a load of hogwash.

[liverletdie]

Great, we're inside a computer. Took them long enough to call me, huh?

[ He'll take her hand gratefully, and with one of those smiles. Never give Tony Stark an inch, or he'll take a mile. ]

Any ports nearby? There has to be some kind of way to get into the guts of the system, right?

[ This might also explain why he can't sense many satellites, and why he's probably not able to get at the computer via Extremis. No technopathy going out. ]

[southernchere]

[ a smile she would love to punch some day. rogue may be boy crazy, but cocky men are a breed she has little patience for. in fact, she continues to princess carry this billionaire whether he protests or not. ]

Damn if I know. I was for breakin' it, so we can get the heck outta here, and back to our real lives. — But the folks here had a better idea, and decided it'd be better to reset the AI... and... I reckon to keep livin' here for who knows how long. 'Till they find some other way out.

[ finally making it ground level, the mutant sets the man on his two feet but continues to float where she is. ]

There's a STEM Club who knows more than I do, so best ya seek 'em out. After we find ya some knickers, I can show ya where it's at.

[liverletdie]

[ His hero (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) ]

Well, stability is probably more ideal than breaking and overloading a system that our brains might be tapped into, it's true. We don't want to accidentally shock our systems, huh?

[ God, it's awful when he agrees with other people. ]

STEM club, are we in high school?

[ He does not know there are some actual high schoolers around. He held up a hand. ]

All jokes aside, a pair of pants and a trip over would probably save us all a lot of time, huh? Maybe you can give me a bit more of a low-down on what's going on in the meantime, huh?

[southernchere]

Beats the hell outta me. The times we X-Men got trapped in somethin' like a simulation or a video game by some alien, we just beat some levels, break through it, and then woke up fine. So I just figured this was similar to that.

[ but apparently this is not that, and quite honestly, she is still not one-hundred percent convinced that everyone would just flat out die if they make a few cracks. nevertheless, what's done is done, and she isn't going to dwell on it all for too much, because how would she or anyone move forward? ]

— Sure thing, Sugah. Just be sure to use your hands to cover your jewels. The locals ain't too fond of us, and we don't need to give 'em more of a reason to be spittin' fire.

[liverletdie]

See, I wish the aliens I fought were that fun. Just smash a few of them in, call it a day?

[ He waves a hand, just in time for her to remind him to not fucking do that. He does, in fact, obediently lay his hand back down over his... Tony and the Starks. ]

I'm sure the locals aren't. I mean, this looks pretty standard...medieval-ish? And here we are with our powers and I assume technology, if there's a STEM club. I wouldn't be surprised if you told me someone was accused of witchcraft and burned at the stake, or crushed under some rocks.

[southernchere]

[ she chuckles at that, and he finally has her grinning again, despite the tony (the rest of the avengers, and the president) on her Earth felt shooting a missile at a floating asteroid where the x-men were in the middle of settling a score between them, was a good idea. which resulting into the meteor nosediving into Earth, and then the x-men had to almost risk their lives to save the entire planet. you know. good decision-making. ]

Hey, that was one alien outta a bunch. Mojo was just... a really big fan of us.

[ and she will leave it at that, because mojo's obsession with the x-men was... unnerving. the woman tosses her hand to gesture at their surroundings. ]

You did come around the time of Halloween, it's next week. But I did see some folks in costumes earlier today. Maybe we can find ya good sexy nurse outfit. Or a cute pussycat? — That'll make ya look jammed up and jelly tight.

[ truthfully? she would pay money for tony stark to wear something like that. ]

If ya gonna meet the STEM Club, you gotta be lookin' shiny like penny. First impressions and all.

[liverletdie]

[ What's a superweapon between friends, amirite? ]

Oh, I don't know if we're in the right environment for a sexy nurse outfit. That might upset the villagers too... depending on how short the skirt is.

[ He isn't saying no, though. ]

Maybe we start with some slacks for the STEM club. Think I should really dress up? I was worried about... [ He gestured at the city below them. ] Making things a little too exciting, but... maybe I should make an exception.

[southernchere]

Sorry, Richie Rich, but you're an average Joe around these parks. Suit or not, these folks won't be hootin' or a hollerin' over ya.

[ and maybe that's secretly a blessing, because a head can only swell but so much. but anyhow, in time, the mutant continues to guide them both away from the carnival and more into the city where actual stores are kept. luckily for them, the tailor shop is still open, and she carefully placed him and herself in front of the doorway. ]

They do tabs here for newcomers, so you ain't gotta worry about paying for what ya need.

[liverletdie]

Aw, you don't think they'd be impressed?

[ He asks, rhetorically. ] I mean, I know they're probably a bunch of eggheads too, but let's admit it, I'm very impressive. There's no way they wouldn't be impressed.

[ Well. Except for Quentin. But...Quentin was Quentin, right? ]

Well, at least I don't have to pay, but I assume the quality here is going to be... well. About what I expect, yeah?

[ Said in a way that is less: I need the best Hugo Boss suit on the market, and more... is this gonna chafe if I wear it? ]