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[ 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.
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.]
Re: Allison and Liz
Liz knew that Rocket and some others had been to a different place too - somewhere called Gotham - so while she was surprised, she wasn't necessarily taken aback from knowledge she was from another world.
"This is called the Madonna Inn. It's in California, sort of." She offered a smile like that explanation helped any.
"Okay, um. Take a seat and I'll be right back?" Liz hurried off to the gift shop and got a dark pink hoodie that was the only one not hot-pink at the moment. It had a bejeweled M on the front that was separated by the zipper. Then to the bar. When she came back, the hoodie was draped over her arm and she had two drinks - water and beer.
"I didn't know what kind of drink you wanted, so I got the two most popular ones when people show up."
Re: Allison and Liz
She had a chance to feel isolated, and it hurt.
Blessedly, she didn't have long to mope before the girl was back with a hoodie and drinks--booze and water and just for a split second--that stupid glittery pink thing and an offer of refreshment made her feel slightly more connected.
"They're both good. Thank you." she replied with a small, but genuine smile, reaching out to accept the hoodie first. "Seriously--thank you. I'm Allison, by the way."
Re: Allison and Liz
She took a seat to the side of Allison. "I'm Liz. Liz Parker. And, sorry. The Inn likes pink so a lot of the clothes have pink on them." Not all of it, but the more 'normal' stuff got picked up pretty quickly. It was sort of the luck of the draw, really. "I'm sorry you went from one place to another." Going home was probably more what she had been hoping for.
"But... this place isn't so bad?" She paused. "I might be a little smaller than wherever you were before, though. It's sort of just this inn and a bunch of wilderness."
Re: Allison and Liz
Reaching for the drinks, she took a moment before she settled on the water, offering Liz the beer with a rueful grin.
"Care to join me? I hate to drink alone."
Re: Allison and Liz
Her eyes widened a little and then Liz blushed sheepishly. She could almost taste the vomit from the last time she tried alcohol.
"Oh, um. No. It's okay. I'm not really legal yet." Not that there was really a law here to follow at the inn, but it was a little less embarrassing than 'I got super drunk and can't remember anything, but still regret things'. So Liz took the drink, but placed it on the coffee table instead.
"Some other people here are from a city like this too called Gotham... sounds like there's a lot of realities here."