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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.
Creed Bratton | The Office (US)
Also, while Creed is unlikely to try to actively attempt to hurt other PCs, he will likely attempt to (non-violently) steal from them if they have something he wants and he thinks he spies an opening. The good news is that Creed's grip on reality is tenuous at the best of times, so he's easily foiled, and I will always word any potential theft attempts in such a way so that other characters can stop him/get away if they don't want him to be successful.)
A. ARRIVAL
[ You awaken on a beach to find a bald, elderly Caucasian man standing over you, poking you with a stick. When you wake up, he startles and jumps back. Then he peers at you. ]
Hey, listen. I was going to cut you up and harvest your organs, but since you're awake now, I'll cut you a deal. I've been up and down this beach all day. There's people washing up here like crazy. No way all of them survived the plane crash.
What do you say we go look for one that's not breathing and take out the kidneys? We can sell it on the black market and split it, 30/70. I'll take 70 percent, you take 30 percent. What do you say?
B. NETWORK | CALLSIGN: WC570S
Good morning, internet. What's everyone's favorite type of drug?
Mine is synthetic opioids, especially fentanyl, because they give you the highest chance of dying from an overdose. :)
C. A SAFE PLACE
[ Hopefully the person you arrived with is more interested in helping rather than just looting the place and running off.
Not if that person is Creed, who is interested in nothing BUT looting the place and running off. Whether you are a newcomer or an experienced denizen of the island, you will find one Creed Bratton, stuffing handfuls of dried fish into his suit pants. When he sees you, he just grins and continues on with what he's doing. ]
Check it out! Some bozo just left all these fish here. Grab some!
[ If you're angry or upset, he doesn't appear to realize, and just continues shoving fish into his pants. When he's taken all the fish his heart desires, he may attempt to waddle off or he may approach you and try to hand you a fish. From his pants. ]
Want some?
D. HOSTILE STRANGERS
[ POV: you are hanging upside down in a trap when a man suddenly emerges from the nearby underbrush. He stares at you, as if he wasn't expecting you to be there. ]
Oh. Hello.
[ He is basically naked, except for a loincloth, and he has used red paint he found somehow... at least we hope it's paint... to paint markings underneath his eyes.
He will then go over to his new hanging friend, and start patting them down to see if they have any valuables on their person.
For the record, Creed has now been on the island for seven hours. ]
C
You, um, you don't have to do that. They leave food here for everybody, no one's going to take it from you.
no subject
You really by that "it's for everybody," shit? Let me give you a lesson for free, kid. Nothing is for everybody. [ Pause. ] Except gonorrhea. Gonorrhea is for everybody.
no subject
[Many things are for everyone. Like death.]no subject
[ Creed stands up and grins his dumbass grin, bobbing his head cheerily. He fully intends to abscond with as many helpful things as he can and then run off into the jungle, and it's probably easy to tell what he's plotting. He doesn't have a great poker face.
But he waits for Levi to take him to where the other "valuables" are. ]
no subject
Its just food. So people don't starve and die.
no subject
[ For a moment, Creed stands there with a blankly smiling expression. Then he realizes it: Shit! This kid is onto him! He chucks a dried fish from his pants at Levi's face and takes off, running further into the airfield, dried fish falling from his trouser legs as he does.
There's gotta be some good shit around here somewhere! He just knows it! ]
i blame cat on keyboard for lack of close italics tag
B
whatre you a fucking cop
no subject
Nah, man. I ain't no cop. I'm cool like you, and I have drugs on me if you want some.