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TEST DRIVE MEME #12

Test Drive Meme #12
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 the Courthouse (formerly City Hall) and told to perform a task related to their assigned crime. Their only contact at the Courthouse 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 September 2024, that AI needed to be reset as a consequence of some catastrophic systems failures. So far, there has been no downside to this reset–but the AI has also been strangely absent since then.

-In November 2024, a strange event overtook Aldrip and turned it into a week-long eternal night where technology ceased to work. During this time, the simulation that generates Expiation seemed to malfunction, causing a strange crack to appear in the surroundings. Through this crack, characters were able to see some sort of metal enclosure. They could reach a hand in, but little more than that. This crack has disappeared, for now, but what it means for Aldrip's future remains to be seen.


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.

The missile toads can be found throughout the rest of the month of December, and there will be one prompt that is during the Solstice.

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

**REMINDER ON NEW CANONS AND CANON UPDATING**

A note about spoilers. There are a lot of canons coming out right now that players are inevitably interested. This is good! However, we’d like to remind you that we have an app wait time of two months for new canons and one month for new material, ie canon updates.

In addition to the wait times, we request that any players (and potential players!) be sensitive about spoilers. Warning for spoilers is encouraged; you can even put spoiler content behind a details tag or block it out in text. Additionally, please do not use spoiler icons in top-levels or top comments, and ask before including spoiler content (including icons) when tagging out. Thank you!

For those who may not know how to do a details tag, we'll give you a handy-dandy code!




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Arrival

You wake.

Or…you think you do.

The first thing you notice is…well, darkness, even when your eyes are open. Reaching out, you realize that you’re in a very narrowly enclosed space. You feel as if you’re probably standing up. Beyond that…well, it’s impossible to tell…


It’s a strange awakening that greets new Chosen this month: they arrived encased in coffins. Most of these, they’ll be able to open themselves. It’s possible that some of them may get a little stuck, though, meaning they’ll need some help from the outside. These coffins begin to appear in the sidewalks and open spaces of Aldrip overnight, appearing at random, and they’re all standing upright. Huh, it’s almost like they’re a specific reference or something. For an added festive touch, they’re adorned with seasonal bows and may even have wrapping paper prints on them.

Welcome to Aldrip?

JUST HEAR THOSE DRY BONES JINGLING [missile toads]

The holiday season has come to Aldrip, bringing with it all manner of festive cheer! Buildings are adorned with decorations and festive depictions. Skeletal Santa and his eight zombie reindeer, Frosty the Lavaman, Rudolph with menacing red eyes, glowing with a strangely haunting light… What, isn’t that just the normal holiday fare? Don’t your yuletide decorations spontaneously burst into flames, or grow terrifyingly sharp teeth?

Doesn’t your mistletoe come with amphibians?

That’s right: they’re back. Mistletoe has appeared throughout the city, and with it comes a seasonal infestation of missile toads. These nefarious creatures will do anything they can to get Chosen stuck under their namesake foliage, even shooting sticky substances at their feet to trap them! This substance only seems to disappear when the missile toads’ demands are met. They’ll pelt you with a little scrap of paper to tell you what those demands are, one of the following three:
”Now kiss!” Need we say more? The type of kiss required is up to you. Pucker up!
”Now fight!” Feisty little fellas, aren’t they? These toads want a show, and they won’t be satisfied until someone walks away sporting bruises.
”Now talk!” Maybe the physical stuff is too easy. This toady audience wants to hear secrets–the juicier the better! Whether one participant or both needs to confess something is up to you, as is the severity of the secret.

These creatures plague Aldrip through the end of December, but given the questions we’ve gotten about how to use them (you know who you are), this might not be the last we’ve seen of them…

[img courtesy of titsay @ twitter]

The Winter Solstice

Aldrip’s traditional Solstice feast is set to happen just after the longest night of the year, and what a feast it’s shaping up to be! Even before the Solstice itself, the town is decked out with twinkling lights and snowy decorations. In the daytime, there will be snowy fun and games: snowball fights, ice sculpting, snow fortress building, and wintery sports like ice skating. Even the locals seem to be put in a better mood!

However, Aldrip’s tradition comes with an attached superstition. The locals say that all must be indoors the night of the Solstice itself, beginning at sundown on December 21st. Tricks and misfortune await anyone outside when the dark and the cold sets in, so they say!

But then again, nothing really happened last year, so it should be fine. Right?

Well…

Any Chosen who wish to test their luck will find misfortune awaiting them in the form of snowmen patrolling the streets. These snowmen are on the lookout for any creatures out of bed, and beware–if they see you, you’ll be pelted with snowballs until you’re out of sight. Can they be snuck past? Sure, probably. They’re just snowmen, after all. You’d be right to try sneaking, too: anyone hit by one of their snowballs will find their body slowly turning to ice. Brr! Oh, and, because we’re sure someone is going to ask: the snowmen can be melted, destroyed, fought, or otherwise messed with. They melt down just to ordinary water.

Anyway, the icy affliction can only be melted by a show of affection (platonic, friendly, romantic, etc), either by the affected Chosen or toward them. It can be as simple as a funny joke or sweet story, or as complicated as you wish, but it must be genuine. The longer the afflicted Chosen goes without, the more their body turns to ice–eventually, they may become one of the ice sculptures on display around town! They can still be turned back if it comes to this point, but obviously they’ll be at the mercy of someone else’s gesture of affection, as they will be unable to move. Oh, and they’ll probably need some time to warm up.

The snowmen disappear at first light after the Solstice, and the feast begins as soon as people are able to leave their homes once more. All will be able to enjoy the festivities in peace at this point…well, except for the missile toads. They’ll still be around for the rest of the month.



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)!
councils: (Untitled-12)

[personal profile] councils 2024-12-17 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ WELP, here they are. he squints against the new light, steps into the snow. it's hard to feel much of anything but relief when he'd been a little pessimistic about that. ]

Thanks.

[ nodding gratitude! ]

Where is this "outside world"?
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[personal profile] goldwraith 2024-12-17 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
No. While I find leading conversations in circles and "flower language" useful in formal settings, I prefer people being forward with me.

I just find it sometimes hard to set the tone of the messages on screen like this. I didn't want misunderstandings.
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[personal profile] councils 2024-12-17 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ karasawa, even having braced himself, takes the hit square on. unfortunately, with his feet having been glued to the floor and without much allowance for countermeasure, he loses his balance and falls onto his ass. whump. give him a second, while he massages his jaw, ]

I was foolish to challenge you... [ broad grimace. he sounds utterly, if humbly, defeated, ] It's against my code of honor. But,

[ okay, yapping this much sort of hurts. ]

I forfeit.
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[personal profile] howyouseit 2024-12-17 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately for Caitlyn the boy savior was a green horn without any prior knowledge to his stay here in Aldrip, the budding friendship which had bloomed during the course of their time spent together having wilted away. Sure Ekko wasn't one to hold a grudge nowadays but whilst she was captivated by Ambessa's spell and taken under her wing the pair had incited a great deal of pain towards his people which was not easily forgivable.

That being said her apology does not fall on deaf ears, Ekko's stern gaze softening if only just as he regards his counterpart. A solemn sigh escapes his parted lips with a shake of his head, arms crossing over his chest as he thinks more rationally without defaulting to his old ways of persecution against those who might have wronged him or others who were affected.]


What happened to you, Caitlyn? I thought you were better than the rest of your topside counterparts who looked to subjugate the masses because of a select few?

[Head hung low as his hands curled tightly into fists.]

You earned my trust...But what you did spat in the face of everything we hoped to achieve to bring peace between our people.
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-12-17 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
barf. i dont do formal. stuffy parties with stuck ups isnt my cup of tea.

but u'll get the hang of it, fuzzfoot. the names jinx, the new AND improved janna. not that u'll know who *she* is, her name isnt important around this joint. BUT!!! im a pretty big deal here. aldrip's number 1 favorite, just ask anyone.
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh shit. He should have pulled that punch more. Or maybe he should have let this guy strike first and take a fall?]

A-are you okay?! I'm sorry. I can try to make it up to you.

[Levi seems able to move, at least, as he steps forward and offers a hand to help Karasawa up.]
checkout: (batch_44)

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Havemercy laughs, a surprised sort of sputtering laugh at that abject shock about his toad-experience. This is what they're learning about each other, it seems-!]

Acidic spit? I should be grateful I've never seen one! And no, I haven't. I was raised on a space station.

[He shrugs, like, obviously that explains the rest, why would they have a large ecosystem of animals besides the rogue pet, usually only passing through, because it was a literal space station— but, right, he did speak to a young man who didn't know what spaceport was, so...]

There isn't a lot of spare room for toads of any size, you see.
checkout: (batch_69 nice)

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[That answer makes him blink, then furrow his brow as he looks - up at the sky, instead of towards the city itself, to process it. It's daylight, but if he could at least spot a moon or a planet, he could take a wild guess...

No, he's got nothing. Hm. He gives the coffin a kick with his heel, not looking away from the sky.]


I did! I had to beg my way out, can you believe it? Terrible first day.
solitarysoul: (sitting)

[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
I think the last time new people showed up they were in cages...

[He doesn't like where this is going.]
checkout: (batch_43)

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Sorry, sorry; he holds his hand up briefly, placating and assuring he won't be doing that again. It was just, you know, there. Call it his big brother instinct to fix messes, even little confetti ones.

That said,]
You know, that's quite an idea. In that case...

[There's a low ledge here, snowy, probably hiding a few poor plants under the lumpier parts; he dusts off a space with his hand and pivots to sit, unstuck knee crossed over the other, arms folded, to stare down the toad. It shoots another paper at him.

As an afterthought, he holds a hand out to Viktor, this time to shake.]
Havemercy, by the way. It's my name.

[Implied: not a request, ahem-]
checkout: (batch_106)

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, that gets him to look back down. They were what. He considers this.]

Well, then the next group will turn up already dead, I assume.
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I'd guess in the ground. Or maybe they'll switch to some new creepy trend.
checkout: (batch_110)

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Mummified, perhaps. Wrapped and cozy.

[Ha ha. Terrible, actually. He sighs and leans back on his hands, drumming the coffin lid a few times.]

What about you? Did you arrive in a shroud?
solitarysoul: (sitting)

[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
No...they just dumped me out in the woods. I guess they expected the animals to get me.

[Just casually talking about being left for dead.]
checkout: (batch_106)

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, grim.]

Perhaps I should be more appreciative of my coffin. [A beat.] What animals?
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Uh, well, a bunch of different types. Normal animals, I guess, but there are also monsters so if you're going to leave town its a good idea to take a weapon or something.
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[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Oh no, not for me, thank you. [He holds up his hands as if the animals and monsters are coming right now, and will be placated by his polite gesture. Goodness, no thanks!] I work in a library! I've never held a weapon in my life.

[Technically true, unless his pocketknife counts, but that's like, barely past a letter opener.]
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
There's usually not any reason to go out of town anyway, so you should be fine.
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[personal profile] cupidsammo 2024-12-17 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ It very much so sounds like a fairytale, she knows, so no offense taken. ]

Well...

[ Koharu does trail off tentatively, though, if only because the last time this very question came up, the reaction wasn't the most ideal. How... how should she answer this. Hm. ]

Not... quite? So that's what we're there for.

[ She has got to come up with a better response. ]
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[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Really? A whole planet, and everyone stays here? That's a surprise.
checkout: (batch_96)

solstice 2

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[She's not the only one who's been in the library for who knows how long; Havemercy has been working as a librarian for a handful of years, so it only made sense to wander into the nearest library here and see what he could find. Particularly after speaking to someone who couldn't even name the planet, surely there must be decent information here somewhere...

But then he's hungry, and he aims to wander back to the inn for something hot to eat, nose in a book as he approaches the door— and swiftly gets shoved back inside. A few stray snowflakes spray off on contact with her and hit him in the face, and the back of the book (he will draft a letter of apology), which gets him to blink and startle out of his reading daze somehow more than being shoved did.

He boggles at her for half a second before simply turning to lean his shoulder against the door with her, just in case.]


Ah, the rumored after dark dangers. What was that, exactly? It was—wet?
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
If you want to go out exploring you can, but you don't need to. There are a few other cities but they're kind of closed off so its mostly just Aldrip. There are more monsters out further from town, though, so people probably don't go out much unless they have a reason to.
checkout: (batch_92)

[personal profile] checkout 2024-12-17 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
No, I'm not very adventurous. Staying home—staying here—is fine by me. But I'd expect more adventuring from the indomitable human spirit, or whatever you'd like to call it.
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[personal profile] duskyordle 2024-12-17 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't like to deal with normies usually. So probably not, and never heard of Piltover. They could ferry us somewhere good at least, walking is a pain."

He was certainly a yordle though, so it wasn't like it wasn't unheard of for them to be in strange places. After all they're all just random wads of magic. Ugh why did she have to deal with this?

"Vex, I was from Bandle City. But Yordles really suck. All the colors there make me wanna puke, so I left."

Though she did occasionally go back only to torture her family and bask in their disapproval. From behind her there was a nudge as she swatted an arm out a little at the one bugging her.

"This is shadow, he's a pain but useful so I put up with it."
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-12-17 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Uh...things have been pretty, um, hectic lately. There's been more than enough adventure for awhile.