strangetrip_ooc | [ Meme ] August-September Test Drive Meme (TDM)

[ Meme ] August-September Test Drive Meme (TDM)

It's that time again!

→ Comment with a new character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. (put character/canon in subject line pls!)
→ You don't have to be in the game to comment! HI NEW PEOPLE LET US ENABLE YOU.
→ Tag around with new and old characters.
→ App all those characters
→ ???
→ PROFIT!

Holds for current players are here. Current cast list is here. If you're a new player and you'd like to place a 2-week reserve, you can do so here.

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Here, have a few helpful scenarios for test-driving. Feel free to ignore them and make your own.

I.
Wherever you were, you aren't any longer. You took a turn, a step, blinked and you're somewhere else entirely. A long dusty road leads from nowhere to an oasis (or a nightmare, depending on your taste) of pink and bright light in the midst of the scrub desert and there's nothing and no one else in sight. If you linger long enough on the road, one of the Inn's residents will find you, but you feel noticeably drawn to come inside.

The pink and gold lobby looks like a bunny puked Easter everywhere, and the guy at the reservation desk looks a sort of silly putty shade of pinkish grey. He knows you by name and has a room reserved for you, but other than offering you fresh towels, that's all he has to say. Chances are, one of the residents will intercept you before you talk to Darryl the shade. They'll give you a guest basket with toiletries and chocolates and whatever else Caroline thinks a newcomer needs, and explain (nicely) that you're stuck here, but hey, it's not so bad. It's pretty safe, anyway. At least... so far.

II.
The red, gold and gaudy pink of the Copper Cafe overflows with residents. It's morning, the one and only time nearly everyone finds themselves in the same space for a short window before going about their day. The scent of fresh coffee laces the air, mingling with the buttery aroma of fresh baked pastry. The shade who serves as a cook, Kahni, awaits any orders that include chicken (chicken, not eggs), and Carlos has staffed one of the residents who can cook to make anything else you'd like. Kitty's pouring drinks -- no reason not to drink bloody maries or mimosas on your permanent holiday. Grab a spot at the counter or take a seat at an empty table, now that you're a resident too, there's no better way to start your day.

III. Network
[ooc: Our network is text-based and magic journal. No computers yet. You see this suspiciously well-painted image appear in your network-journal. Uh-oh. Someone taught Lillith to meme.]

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"Uh, no.. I am Odin." He gestured vaguely over to Loki with a frown. "Shouldn't you be able to like... I don't know, sense me or something?" Times like this, Axl wished he knew how to harness Odin's powers.

"Not necessarily." Loki folded his hands behind his back, thoughtfully. This one's personality was nothing like the Odin he knew. Too... soft. Odin was harsh and unyielding. Stern. And yet, the boy was very convinced. "There are ways to strip these things from someone. Believe me, I've done it." To Odin, as it happened.

The look of confusion he has is also muddle with slight terror like 'could this guy really do that?!'

"Uh... what?"

Loki just smiled. "Don't worry about it." That would ensure the man worried about it.

It sure did and Axl was bad at hiding things from his face. He blinked a few times. "Well... since I'm Odin. I'm like, the all-father. So I'm the boss. So... yeah. I shouldn't have to worry about it."

Right? RIGHT?

Humans were so easy to play with! "And if you were saying that to anyone but me," and also were not fundamentally delusional, "you might even be right."

He sighed loudly and looked annoyed, but defeated. "Okay, you're definitely Loki." Colin and him had too many things in common. "But how come you look like that and not like the guy I know?"

"I'm so glad we agree." Loki didn't care what the mortal thought, but idiot or not, they were in the same prison. Best to at least pretend to be thinking about maybe being helpful at some point. "I'm going to go with 'I'm a shapeshifter and an illusionist'. Or, possibly, different universes." He'd sort of assumed there was only one Odin, but why would the multiverse miss out on opportunities to make things very specific types of awful?

Axl was only sort of half listening as his own mind mulled things over. He suddenly went wide-eyed and gasped. "Maybe you're what our original forms looked like!"

He calmed down a little from the initial excitement. "See, some stuff happened in the passed and we were all sort of, you know, cursed? And so we were sent to Earth to be reborn in humans until I can find Frigg and we'll be able to return to how we normally were."

Somehow Axl looked proud to be the guy in the prophecy.

Well, that sounded horrifyingly plausible. But still, 'different universe' was a better explanation. And not just because if this was what Odin became, he had no desire to see his own other self.

Even if the idea of Frigga alive and wandering a world somewhere was... heartbreakingly pleasant. "Definitely different universes, then. Frigga's been dead for years."

And suddenly a renewed look of confused horror. "Uh, what? Gods can die?"

".....of course?" What? "There are prophecies about how we all die, man."

"Oh.. right. Right." He did know about prophecies. His grandfather was an oracle, after all. "There's one about me, actually. If I die, then New Zealand sort of like, implodes, or something."

"Would that really be a loss?" It was an automatic response. Loki only vaguely knew which blob of land on Midgard was New Zealand, after all.

Axl looked aghast. "Uh, yeah. Lots of people live there, actually. And it's close to Australia, too. Plus I'd be dead?"

Loki just stared at him for a while, as if waiting for the rest of the argument. Finally, in tones of mild surprise, he said, "Is that all?"

He frowned. "Killing people is bad." Like he was sort of talking to a child.

"I don't follow." No, he wasn't entirely serious, but Loki was fairly sure that actual-Odin wouldn't truthfully follow either. Very few things were always bad.

Axl sputtered out a few nonsensical sounds of exasperation as if to be like 'really?! How can you not follow?'

"People. Killing. It's bad." As if that would clear things up. "People don't deserve to die just because some god dies."

"You die for all kinds of reasons. Does it really matter?" Now he was trolling. Loki found a button, he leaned on it until something broke.

"Uh... yeah." His voice rose up and kind of got higher too. "Like, old age is pretty much the only way most people want to go, you know? Dying's not really on most people's lists of 'things to be okay with'."

“Not to be pedantic, but people being okay or not isn’t the same as it mattering.” This was how the game went. How long would it take the other side to realize that Loki was talking purely to string words together and see what reactions he could get? “Once you’re dead, I doubt you care how it happened.” Loki… might. Was he Asgardian enough to worry about Valhalla or Hel? Likely not. Yet more joy of being Jotun.

From: st_andin4odin - DW Comment Sent: Thursday, August 16, 2018 9:29 PM To: anonymsly@gmail.com Subject: Re: Axl Johnson | Almighty Johnsons [ strangetrip_ooc - 10082 ]

Axl Johnson (aka Odin) (st_andin4odin) replied to a comment you left in a Dreamwidth entry "[ Meme ] August-September Test Drive Meme (TDM)". The comment they replied to was: "You die for all kinds of reasons. Does it really matter?" Now he was trolling. Loki found a button, he leaned on it until something broke. The reply was: Subject: Re: Axl Johnson | Almighty Johnsons "Uh... yeah." His voice rose up and kind of got higher too. "Like, old age is pretty much the only way most people want to go, you know? Dying's not really on most people's lists of 'things to be okay with'."

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Axl was used to being goaded by his brothers, but it didn't mean he still didn't take the bate more often than not. "Uh, well, I'll care while I'm dying and I sort of thing that's enough. I mean, dying's not exactly fun."

Were all Loki's dicks?

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