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

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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

[frankensteinian]

"We usually knew how we got there though." Which is maybe the most troubling thing about all of this. Travel without knowing it's happening.

[shehasdreams]

"At least we know someone here? We're not alone..." She moved over to the lobby desk, being greeted and getting her key. She stares at it, before looking up at Erik. "You look different."

[frankensteinian]

"That is definitely something." He's been the only mutant around for such a long time that it's a relief to see her here. "Of course I do. We haven't seen each other in years."

[shehasdreams]

"Years, right..." Raven stared at him, reaching up to run a hand through her long, soft locks. Her head nodded and she wonders just what happened to him after Washington. "I heard about your family. I... I'm sorry. Charles and I tried to find you with Cerebro, but we weren't successful." She sighed. "I tried to find you."

[frankensteinian]

"I didn't want to be found." That was why he'd chosen to go into hiding behind the Iron Curtain. A language he knows, and harder to find him than in other places. And it wasn't just the authorities that he was hiding from.

"It was safer for all of you if you didn't know where I was."

[shehasdreams]

"No, it was a choice. You made it. Not us. You didn't give us any option of finding you or choice in the matter." She sighed, shaking her head and stepping closer to him. "Well, I'm glad you're okay." Shrugging her shoulders, she turned away from him. Clearly, he didn't want to be found and they both were pulled here. She'd give him the space he wanted.

[frankensteinian]

"Raven." He wants to explain, dislikes the idea of her upset at him. Or at least he figures he owes her an explanation. "What do you suppose would have happened to you if anyone who was looking for me thought you knew where to find me?" He didn't want problems for the rest of them.

"I was the one they were looking for, not you or Charles. I wanted to keep the heat off of you."

[shehasdreams]

She knew that he was right. Her head slowly nodded in agreement and she hated to think of being tortured to find him in any capacity. He wanted to protect them and she understood that, but it didn't make it any less sad or worrying. She'd still had her choice taken away and she didn't have a say in it. And it gutted her that she had not been able to find him.

"You have to know that they always come for us too, Erik." She grinned, motioning a hand to herself. "Why else am I here?"

[frankensteinian]

"Of course I know that. I'm not the one you need to be telling that to." He's been saying it for years. No matter what Charles wants, mutants will end up a target. It's human nature; they fear what's different, and mutants are different.

"I couldn't risk making you a target in two ways."

[shehasdreams]

"We work better together than apart." Raven shook her head, staring sadly at him. She had missed him so much and it showed in her eyes and her body language. And yet, he hadn't come looking for her. She had not even meant to find him. Did fate intervene or was it a coincidence that he wouldn't want to happen twice? "I know. Charles is a pacifist. He doesn't want to fight the fight. You know that."

[frankensteinian]

He hasn't learned that lesson yet, unless she wants to count what happened in Cuba, and that didn't really turn out the way anyone wanted but him.

"I know that Charles doesn't want to fight. I also know that he might not have that choice."