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TDM #2
TEST DRIVE MEME #2
Welcome to Glencola Reef's second Test Drive Meme! This is a place where anyone interested in applying a character - or just curious to see how their characters might interact with the setting and others in the game - can mingle with one another. General prompts are provided below for inspiration.
TDM GUIDELINES
- Please read the rules before posting to the TDM. These still apply here and will be enforced, up to and including deleting tags/toplevels and prebanning.
- Posts from a TDM are required to apply. At least three tags across any number of threads within a TDM, posted within the last 6 months, must be provided in every application.
- TDM threads can be used for AC. Note that new characters only need to check in for their first AC cycle, but established characters can use TDM tags for their AC.
- TDMs are not considered game canon by default. This is mostly for logistics reasons - due to how characters travel on the map, it's unlikely that non-network threads that take place here will actually happen in-game. However, I won't stop anyone from working out how to make parts of threads game canon if they really want to.
- New TDMs will be posted every three months. Keep checking back into the current TDM for new toplevels!
I. ARRIVAL
You awaken on a tropical island beach, soaking wet, powerless, and without any idea how you got here. Were you carrying something important, or wearing powerful armor? How unfortunate - it looks like only the most basic clothes, items in your pockets, and simple weapons managed to make the trip with you. Are you even physically the same as you remember? If you had superhuman abilities tied to your physiology, you might be stuck in a completely different body that lacks your usual senses. You might've been whisked away from a tense battle or a near-death experience and wake up delirious, or even injured.Thankfully, against overwhelming odds, you're not the only one to wake up on this particular stretch of beach. You and your companion have a lot of puzzling out to do.
II. NETWORK
Even if you weren't lucky enough to wake up near someone else, at least you've arrived with a military-grade radio transceiver gripped tightly in your hand (or mouth, or other vaguely opposable appendage of choice). The clunky walkie-talkie will start buzzing and crackling for every public message that starts coming your way. Answering them back is as easy as pressing the "talk" button on the side of the device and either speaking into the receiver, or using the keypad to type into the message box that appears on the screen, then pressing the button again to send. A list of ongoing conversations with responses that are less than 24 hours old can be found by scrolling through the menu, identified by the callsigns that are participating in them. It seems that you've been assigned a callsign, too - it shows up in the top right side of the screen, format AB123C. The letters and numbers picked are...probably random.
This is your easiest avenue to communicating, or coordinating with, or complaining at the other people stuck on this island; how you decide to use this tool is up to you.
III. A SAFE PLACE
Whether because someone else directed you via the transceivers, or someone found you and is leading you there, or just out of sheer luck, you have stumbled your way up the western coastline and run into an abandoned airfield. At least it used to be abandoned; there are obvious signs that the area has seen recent use, from the myriad of footprints in the sand leading up to the ocean, to the racks of drying fish lined along the shattered asphalt of a runway, to the strangely complex water stills and...who even knows what chemicals are brewing in those pots next to the largest airplane hangar? Even if you find the signs of people first, you're likely to run into the inhabitants themselves sooner rather than later, as the airfield has become a surprisingly busy hub of activity in comparison to the bleak isolation of the rest of the island. Maybe some of the more experienced inhabitants will help you figure out what's going on here, or try to rope you into exploring or cleaning out the more run-down buildings lining the runway, like the smaller hangars or the desolate traffic control tower at the far end. You likely aren't the only new person trying to find your way around, either. Hopefully the person you arrived with is more interested in helping rather than just looting the place and running off.IV. STRANGE BOUNTIES
The weather on this island can be rather unpredictable sometimes. Just yesterday it was sunny and hot, then today, without warning, the sky opened up - literally, like the pale blue horizon was a vase smashed by a hammer and a billowing cyclone poured through the hole - and dumped at least a foot of rain on you in the span of an hour. You just barely managed to avoid getting swept out to sea, hunkering down in the relative safety of the deeper jungle, when the storm stopped as suddenly as it started. Dazed and possibly hurt, you stumble back to the beach to get a look at the sky----And find the beach absolutely covered in heaps of beach peas. There are so many that you can't even see the sand underfoot, and more of the pods are still washing up with the swollen tide. A flurry of very confused seagulls are already picking at the pile of legumes, but you should be quick about getting your own share - other captives are likely to show up soon, too, and they probably have much deeper pockets and appetites than the birds.
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“All of this to say, while many of us have things in common, very few - if any - of us come from the same place. I doubt it was anything from anyone’s home that did this to us.”
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"What else do we know about this place?"
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“We don't know if or how it is possible to die here. Some people have disappeared and not returned, but two among our number have been killed by the hostiles to the northeast and still live.”
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He winches a bit after the question comes out of his mouth. "Sorry. That just sounds crazy."
Maybe they were doppelgängers? Or...was it possible they were already dead? Rher could have gotten tired of their refusal to kill and took it into his own hands.
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“It is crazy. We don't yet know why it happens, or if it happens for everyone.”
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It's impossible to truly say, and this is something that she's worried about too.
“I caught a small animal in a snare here that was… abnormal internally. It's possible that the hugr is the same but the body is a construct. For obvious reasons this has not been verified.”
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Cw: animal guts lol
It's something that has frightened her about the possibility of dying since she’d seen it. What if she comes back like that, a poorly sewn-together imitation of herself?
“The hugr is what animates the body. You might call it a spirit, or a soul.”
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He shivers a bit, trying to push away memories of formless blobs that were once human.
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Levi sighs, he should try to change the subject or something, but he can't think of anything. All he can think of right now are monsters.
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“You can stay here for as long as you’d like. Inside the longhouse closest to the tower there is some fish jerky that has finished curing, if you would prefer that, and there is a still nearby where we purify seawater so that it is safe to drink. I require peace here and enforce it. You'll be as safe as possible here.”
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She admires Senku a great deal but he’s A Lot for quieter people to deal with.
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Thankfully he's using his real name so he isn't known by a goofy nickname like the other Levi“Levi, well met. As well as possible, under the circumstances.”
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