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

[st_aff]

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.]

Comments

[conflictedsoldier]

"I'm used to being kept in the dark..." Bucky shrugged his shoulders, looking around the room and then back to the man in front of him. His head tilted and he raised an eyebrow at him.

"We're all trapped here," he murmured. His shoulders tensed, not liking the idea of being trapped anywhere. "There is always an exit strategy, you just have to find it."

[st_onecoldfox]

"Nobody's found one yet. Don't mean we stopped lookin'." Wasn't much Mildmay could do, when the hocuses couldn't do nothing, but he had to get back to Felix somehow, and he wasn't giving up on that.

"Far as traps go, it ain't that bad." Other than the whole being trapped part, and yeah, Mildmay understood the tension that came over the guy just thinking about it. "If you don't mind pink. Everything's free. Food. Booze. Room. S'about fifty of us here. Most folks find ways to help out. Gotta do something to fill the time.

"But nobody knows how we got here, or why, or who's behind it."

[conflictedsoldier]

"Never give up. Never surrender if you can still find your way out," he murmured softly. His head nodded and he looked around, trying to see what he could see. He hated the idea of being trapped, but maybe he could do something while he was here.

Bucky tapped his fingers against his thigh. "Free is good, I guess," he said awkwardly. "I can help out, maybe. If they tell me what to do."

[st_onecoldfox]

If they tell me what to do felt too familiar. If Mildmay's face wasn't half froze, or he hadn't had so much practice hiding his feelings from Keeper, he mighta flinched hearing it from somebody else's mouth.

"No rush. You can take your time, check the place out, get used to things before getting put to work. But for now, you want a drink? When's the last time you ate?" The practical stuff was easy. The kinds of things Felix would forget about without Mildmay to poke him now and then. "Or I could show you the way to your room."

[conflictedsoldier]

"Uh, all of the above?" Bucky nodded his head and looked up at the man in front of him. He tried to think about what he was saying, tried to make sense of it all. "Drink. Food. I... I don't remember, so maybe start there?" His brow furrowed as he tried to think of it all. "I... I should probably see my room sometime."

Bucky glanced down at the key again. "Maybe food first."