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TEST DRIVE MEME #4

TEST DRIVE MEME #4

Welcome to the TDM for Expiation, a pan-fandom adventure game with fantasy, science fiction, and some horror elements. We ask that top-level comments are reserved for new characters and players looking to experience a taste of the world and overarching storyline. Characters already in the game, however, are free to use TDM prompts in their own catch-alls and logs. Feel free to submit any TDM / prompt-related questions to the corresponding comment below.

New players / characters looking to app are free to use TDM threads as samples in their application. Preexisting players / characters may use TDM threads as part of their AC proofs.

You may find the below link helpful in getting to know themes of the world, locations, the people, and so on.

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AS OF AUGUST 2023: We have decided to reduce the waiting period for new updates / canons to two months. So if your canon is two months old, your character is appable as of now.

The last thing you recall is waking in a room of blinding white light. You hear voices around you, speaking in muffled tones; you get the distinct impression that they’re talking about you. And you’re on the verge of figuring out what they’re saying, you’re so close...but then the floor drops out from under you. You’re falling into blackness.

You come to after falling through this dark void, and when your vision clears, you find yourself on a…beach? Many wake up covered in sand, but some wake in the shallows of the ocean, too. Surf’s up!


 

IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN...

SAND AND SALT (ARRIVALS)

     

After dusting off the sand (or drying off with a towel, if they had a really rude awakening), newcomers to the area find themselves greeted by the locals and directed to the city of Aldrip, where they can find food, shelter, and dry clothing, should they need it. There's mention of an inn, though some mutter that it's getting a little crowded, so maybe characters should find a roommate or make nice with the locals so they can crash on their floor—at least temporarily. Once they're in town, they'll notice that there is plenty of construction going on: building materials everywhere, half-finished structures waiting to be finished. Maybe you won't be sleeping on the floor for too long, after all.

Those who choose to remain on the beach will find the locals setting up for something that looks like a festival. Colorful tents are anchored in the sand, filling with strange-looking goods, delicious-smelling food, games, and other activities. Locals call this the "Festival of the Sun," a celebration of the hottest days of the summer, where crops begin to swell bountifully and the seas become warm and refreshing. The festival has not yet begun, of course, and there is plenty of opportunity to help out. Chosen who wish to lend a hand will find themselves enlisted to help set up or decorate tents—or even to run some of them, if they're so inclined. Grab the balloons and streamers! (Or…colored scarves and flowers, maybe.)






FESTIVAL OF THE SUN

     

The festival kicks into gear in the afternoon, and there are plenty of activities to draw attention. There are boat racing competitions and a sandcastle contest, as well as a grand seashell hunt taking place on the beach. All of these are free to enter, and the contests offer prizes both for participation and for winning. Participation prizes are small tokens of memorabilia: seashells, shark teeth, dried flowers, things like that. Contest winners will find themselves gifted a refreshing treat or a free meal.

Other tents boast all sorts of different games, food, and trinkets for purchase. Merchants will accept coins or other goods in exchange, but if you find your pockets empty, they may also have to help work the booths if they need a well-earned break. Better get to work, and don't forget to give your most winning smile!

Later in the evening, the locals light a bonfire and host traditional songs and dances as the sun begins to set. All clean-up work will be left until the morning; according to Those Who Were There—the locals' patron deities, apparently, though they offer little information about them—it's bad luck to work this evening after the sun sets.



 

THIS IS ECOLOGY

MAKE A FRIEND

     

It seems there have been new additions to Aldrip and the surrounding areas. Even the locals are surprised to see large, flightless warking birds now charging around the meadowlands in packs, not to mention the cute piglets with bunny ears and other strange animals that seem to have appeared. There’s even something that looks like it’s made of rock roaming around–its bark is worse than its bite, though. You may even find that if you befriend them, you can ride on them.

Most are harmless, but Chosen may find a few more monsters than usual roaming the area, too. It seems best to be careful—especially after dark and in the forest, when some of these creatures feel emboldened to roam a little closer to civilization.

[[WILDCARD: Players can use anything from this post to interact with! It doesn’t even have to be the ones we mentioned in the prompts.]]






STOP AND SMELL THE FLOWERS

     

It's not just animals that have begun to appear in the area, either. Strange new flowers and plants seem to be cropping up everywhere, as if this is a normal habitat for them. Most of them don't seem harmful, although some of the vines can be a little…aggressive. However, getting too close to some of the flowers and mushrooms could give someone a nasty surprise. This is particularly unfortunate because the locals seem quite interested in the new additions to their town, encouraging the Chosen to investigate and acquire samples.

The pollen from these new flowers isn't normal, so Chosen won't find themselves sneezing too much. Unfortunately, they may find it has some other effect on them, such as sleeping, confusion, temporary loss of sense (sight, touch, taste, etc), powerlessness, forgetfulness, or inability to speak. While these are all examples of effects the pollen might have, this is certainly not a limitation. Just about anything you can come up with—within reason—is fair game.



 

STRANGE MACHINATIONS

A PILE OF JUNK

     

Ask the locals, and they'll tell you all about the recent trip to the desert, including how several of them were rescued and owe the Chosen a debt of gratitude. While they're repaying this debt mostly by way of helping with building projects, they've also brought back piles and piles of…broken technology. Mostly tablets: dirty, sandy, scratched up, and missing critical components like batteries and chargers. They've very kindly piled all of these things in the eating hall at the inn, and anyone who wants to check them out is welcome to do so. It's possible that cleaning them up and matching them up with their missing components will activate them, but you may have to sift through a whole pile to do so.

But activation does not necessarily mean they're in perfect working order. They may randomly beep, as if pinging off of certain locations, or make strange static sounds if they're turned on for too long. Some of them seem to ping off of each other, too, beeping more quickly as they're brought nearer to the other tablet they seem to be paired with. When connected to the pair, they seem to stabilize a bit more. Not enough to find anything of value in the system itself, but characters might find that they can now text each other, play one of the games, or send pictures on a local network.. After about ten feet of distance, they fail again and aren’t able to be used on the local network.






GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT

     

Whatever happened to the locals at the beginning of the month seems to have passed—mostly. Every so often, Chosen might notice the locals acting a little strangely, stopping what they're doing for a second as if they've forgotten something, repeating something they've already said, or even flickering in and out of existence.

These experiences are minor, but Chosen might notice some other oddities popping up occasionally. Some animals seem very…odd, at a glance, like a fox that has two tails or a deer with three eyes. Look again, and you might think your eyes were playing tricks on you, because they appear normal. Fish with transparent scales, plants that change color—these are examples of the occasional oddities Chosen might encounter.

They might also sometimes hear strange noises, particularly at night. Beeping or static like the sounds coming from the tablets could easily wake a person in the night—as can the sound of a voice, perhaps even a familiar one, luring Chosen out of their beds and away from the town. The source of these voices is a mystery, and they always seem to stop before characters get too far, but you'd do well to be careful after dark.




WILDCARD

You know the drill–this is the wildcard one. Just because it’s not listed in the prompts above does not mean it’s unavailable as an option. We encourage you to do whatever you’d like to utilize the setting to its full potential. If you have any questions about what is and is not possible, please don’t hesitate to ask!


TOP LEVEL DIRECTORY
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CANON CHARACTER/TOP LEVEL
Arcane Ekko
Arcane Silco
Critical Role Mollymauk Tealeaf
Digimon Mimi Tachikawa
Final Fantasy X-2 Paine
Fullmetal Alchemist: Broherhood Pride
Honkai: Star Rail Dan Heng
Land of the Lustrous Phosphophyllite
Magia Record: Puella Magi Madoka Magica Side Story Mitama Yakumo
Marvel 616 Quentin Quire
Omnicient Reader's Viewpoint Han Sooyoung
Persona 1 Naoya Toudou
Persona 2: Eternal Punishment Kei Nanjo
Persona 4 Yu Narukami
Persona 4 Yosuke Hanamura


last updated: 8/16/23, 10:55PM


survivorsgilt: (108)

phosphophyllite | land of the lustrous

[personal profile] survivorsgilt 2023-08-11 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
I. arrival
[Phosphophyllite crawls out of the sea. Well—eventually, they'll crawl out of the sea. When they wake up in the shallows they're sitting on the sand, shoulders-deep in the water and just staring out into the rest of the ocean. It doesn't seem to bother them at all - and they're not even swayed by the push and pull of the waves, but that's thanks to how heavy they are. When they look over their shoulder at the rest of the beach, the people and the distant outline of buildings, they are... kind of annoyed!!!

What's all this, huh!! The one time they have a whole plan in mind and then this happens, what gives!!

So, if not approached by a concerned citizen trying to figure out if the figure sitting in the shallows is, like, still alive - they will crawl out of the sea. Literally—Phos crawls, and it might be a touch unsettling; they have these strange gold arms, after all, that morph and reshape constantly to practically pull them along the sand until they tire of it and just flop down on their back.

With their arms reforming, well, arms, they press their hands to their face and groan, then thrust two balled fists up into the sky.]


Ugh!! No one is even here! Hey— [that's for the nearest passerby, i.e. you,] What are you supposed to be? Are you a human?

[make their day, ty]
II. beach fun
[Or: seashell hunt.

Or: one local gem hoarding seashells in a basket pinched from somewhere or other, and not unsuccessfully. Phos is toting around a veritable treasure trove of shells, although not for the desire to get any prizes out of it. No, the prizes strike them as everyday things one could just pick up anywhere, actually? How hard is it to find a flower...

But they've heard "seashell hunt" and had a bit of a moment over it, connecting seashells to Admirabilis and nearly literally exploding into gold goop.

So. They can be found, eventually, after quite possibly making a scene over refusing to turn in any of their shells for the contest or trying to snatch a shell from someone else, sulking on the ground with the basket of shells between their knees. They're draped miserably over the top of it, and if you squint, something about their gold arms looks... wobbly.]


They're all empty... [ugh. but:] Are yours? Did you find any with animals inside?
III. network
this thing is sooo hideous
not cute at all

anyway!
i need somebody to finish a game level for me
it's really stupidly impossibly hard!!!
in exchange i'll give you the privilege of being in my adorable presence

i need this for right now


[Thanks, it's super important, xoxo]
IV. wildcard/misc
[hi it's [plurk.com profile] jojoveller back at it again. phos is from ch. 76 of the manga, if that means anything to anyone. they have beautiful blue lapis lazuli "hair" now, not the green from the gif. fun facts!]
izanagis: (086)

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[personal profile] izanagis 2023-08-11 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yu can take a lot of things in stride, for sure. He's even gotten involved with the locals already, volunteering to hand out towels and help people out of the water like a good, upstanding citizen. He just wants to be useful, alright? Anyway, as far as taking things in stride goes -- he does find himself stopping in surprise as he catches sight of some...weird...gold tentacle things flailing themselves out of the ocean? Did he see that right?

... ... ... Hm. Oh well. He starts to move on--]


Hm? [He looks Phos over, tilting his head a bit.] Me? Yeah, I am. Towel?

[He holds one out.]
survivorsgilt: (025)

[personal profile] survivorsgilt 2023-08-11 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Phos, hands still held up, reaches one hand over without looking to grab the towel. Sure, they don't really need this, only their clothes are going to stay wet for very long and it's not like they're all that bothered, but sure... towel...

They take a moment to hold the towel up to the sky then, just looking at it sway in the breeze, and wait hold on a second—]


Huh?

[bwuh???]

You are?

[A thinner stream of that gold tentacle business ekes out of their shoulder and wriggles toward Yu curiously, to... poke him in the leg. Hmm!]

Are you sure?
izanagis: (052)

[personal profile] izanagis 2023-08-15 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huh. This person is...not normal, are they? Yu keeps a straight face even as a little golden tentacle pokes his leg. Even after they ask if he's sure he's human. This sure is happening, and whether he believes it or not is inconsequential, so...he sort of just goes with it.]

Last time I checked.

[A faint smile. It's kind of an awkward attempt at levity, but...this whole situation is pretty awkward anyway, right? Anyway, to that end:]

I take it you're not.
feintofhart: ([ mid phase ] plotting a scheme)

i!

[personal profile] feintofhart 2023-08-12 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Despite the attack and the hardships that came from it, waking up as he bobbed onto the shore remains the worst memory Claude has of this place. There's something about the disorientation of it all, choking and heaving on seawater as you clamber your way to strange shores, soaking wet, freezing cold, and in dire need of a drink.

Yeah. Definitely his worst memory here. And to that end, he sometimes finds himself strolling down the beach during arrival time, keeping an eye out for someone that needs a smiling face that isn't fueled by some sort of religious fervor. (Sorry to the locals, but he doesn't trust all that.)

The person making their way onto the shore looks... unusual. And their response to him, first thing out of the sea, even moreso. He blinks at them in surprise, towel still clutched in one hand. ]


Uh... yes? [ Claude pats himself down. Yup. Arms are good and fleshy, still. ] As far as I know, unless my mother is keeping a really big secret from me. [ He steps over to them, where they're still laid out on their back. ] You sure that's the biggest question you've got right now?
survivorsgilt: (110)

[personal profile] survivorsgilt 2023-08-13 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
What else would I need to ask you about?

[They probably answer that too immediately to suggest they thought about it at all... But in their defense: they've never met a human until this very moment, and now for some reason they're crawling all over the place? It's absolutely the more pressing concern than anything else like "where is this" and "how can I go back to the moon," because—well, because!! They had plans! Humans just existing is a wrench in those plans, although they're not entirely sure why...

It just is what it is!! So!!!

They sit up with a sigh, and then laboriously drag themselves to their feet with an even more dramatic sigh. Woe is Phos, who has to now... do... stuff. They're working on it.]


What's a mother? Are they in charge?
feintofhart: ([ mid phase ] rub that head)

[personal profile] feintofhart 2023-08-20 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Well, mine certainly is.

[ In more ways than one. Claude hands them a towel, and while he should probably avert his eyes - nobody likes to be stared at while they're nude - he can't help but look, trying to get a measure on the odd person he's come face to face with. ]

To dry yourself off with. And to cover up with. [ In case they don't know what a towel is either. Hey, you never know. ]

A mother is the woman who gives birth to, ah. Humans. If you're lucky, they raise you and care for you until you're old enough to set out on your own. And if you're not a human... what are you?

[ Come on, Claude, you can't just ask someone what species they are. That's rude! ]
entreats: (because there's no kind of loving)

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[personal profile] entreats 2023-08-13 11:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...

Okay, it's not like there's never any nonsense on these pendants, but this must have the dubious title of the most nonsense-like thing Ange has come across so far.

So much so that while she usually just straight up ignores all of it, she does reply right now. ]


Is this truly what you care about the most right now?
couldntsaveone: (you okay?)

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[personal profile] couldntsaveone 2023-08-22 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
I wasn't checking.

Luffy lays out his collection of sea shells in front of Phosphophyllite for them to look over. It's not like he cares.

If you find any with animals, I'll trade you. I'm trying to win cause I'm hungry, so I don't really care what kind I get, so long as I get a lot.

Getting more is better, right? Clearly, that's the way he has to win. He... was not paying attention to the rules, at all.