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strangetrip_ooc2018-08-13 06:38 pm
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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: John Smith | Doctor Who
Martha stands and walks the few steps to him. She needs her Doctor even if he doesn't know that's who he is. She puts her arms around him and wills him to hug her back.
"There's a way you can help. Just trust me and open the watch."
Re: John Smith | Doctor Who
He's just - John. Who's hugging someone who should clearly be a chambermaid and shouldn't be moved by her. There's frustration and confusion in these tears.
"Why?"
Re: John Smith | Doctor Who
"The box, she put...part of you, your soul, in the watch for safekeeping. To protect you. She sent me to watch over you, and to tell you to open it again when it was safe. It's safe from that threat now, and I...I'm sorry, but I really need you back."
Re: John Smith | Doctor Who
"Why? So I can be that cold person you talked about?"
John tries to squirm out of her arms.
"Find someone else!"