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Test Drive
TEST DRIVE 001
-TDM threads can be considered game canon if players involved agree & if it suits any roles you may decide to choose for the current plot.
-Any reserving player that does not submit an app by Saturday morning will be subject to challenging applicants.
-Participation in the Test Drive is worth a flat 10 points per month rather than per thread, and you must have a minimum of 5 comments in that month to qualify for it.
-This TDM is good for the duration of the Mist setting. A new TDM will go up before the next setting.
The NETWORK for this setting is a voice-only walkie talkie system that can be used to communicate between all locations. The default channel will be open to all walkie talkies, but characters can change to an unused channel for private conversation.
of note: There seems to be something strange about these walkie talkies, in that there is no static. The quality is disturbingly crystal clear, like the person you're speaking to is right next to you instead of miles away.
CONTENT WARNING: Some prompts contain gore, character death, and substance abuse.
Applications will open Saturday, September 15 until Saturday, September 22
The lights above you are a blindingly, pristine white. The walls around you curve up into the ceiling like the inside of an MRI machine. Your hands, feet, and midsection are strapped to a clinical table, and minutes seem to tick by, with no clear course for escape presenting itself to you.
The curved white space above you flickers with color, and a perfect square like a television screen expands before your eyes. It pans over what appears to be a town, something small and simply populated.
“Hello, and welcome to your first setting,” a neutrally cadenced feminine sounding voice begins, riding the line between human and machine. As she speaks, captions of the text type themselves in neat and perfect Arial font. “The location is loosely based off Bridgton, Maine, United States of America, Earth. The year is 2007. You have been selected to participate. Obedience ensures an enjoyable and immersive experience for our audience. If you have been granted a role, instructions will follow. Do not talk about the role. Do not attempt disobedience. If you have not been granted a role, your objective for this round is simple: survive.”
After that, the shackles may release promptly and allow your character to roam free. Or perhaps not — perhaps they've been given a role to play, and if so, further instructions will play out upon the screen. Once suitably briefed, characters will be released to their own devices. Beware the mist.
learn from the mistakes of others
A pair of unperturbed mall inhabitants decide to chance the mist. They're the first of a handful to trickle out the front doors, and they seem to get by just fine. About a minute ticks by, and they disappear completely into the dense fog that presses in from every direction. It's so anticlimactic that for a moment it almost seems stupid to feel uncomfortable by the sight of it.
Until precisely one half of a body is hurled abruptly and with great force from an indeterminate point in the obscurity. It's not a top half or a bottom half; no, it's a cleanly sliced left half, head to toe as though a neat line were cut down the middle. It slams into the transparent glass doors and crumples before them, still and obviously unmoving, slowly leaking.
After a few seconds, a dark tendril of something reaches out, curls around the jutting left ankle, and drags it with painstaking slowness back into the fog.
At least the rest of them probably made it, right?
Right?
Hopefully you weren't one of the others to follow their lead. If you were, that dark shape seems to be closing in awfully quick.
eff this, let's bounce
A pair of car keys can be found discarded or perhaps dropped in their owners' haste. Braving the mist when it's at its lightest and pressing the key fob will cause a car to beep politely, flashing lights to indicate its location in the fog. Take anyone willing to go with you and pile in. Try to get the hell out of dodge!
An excellent idea....
Within five miles of the car's journey the battery will die and the engine will stall. Consider yourselves effectively stranded and with no one but yourselves to blame. Perhaps help will come if you wait long enough? Hours, surely no more than a few days... Maybe you should consider braving the fog to get back? Five miles can feel like a hundred in conditions like these.
Either way, it seems like you're trapped in the car for about as long as R. Kelly got trapped in the closet during that one unfortunate CD.
radio chatter
Characters in the library and the church will be able to communicate via walkie talkie radio chatter immediately! Characters in the mall will not have this ability until later in the month, so any network style threads with a mall character will take place during Week Two of the October plot or later, after most people have already been fully introduced to the setting and given time to adapt.
Employee of the Month (Multiple)
Some characters will be printed wearing a designated kiosk uniform, their name sloppily stickered in slightly crooked letters onto a Dippin' Dots badge, or whatever store they may happen to be assigned to. The cool voice that introduces them to the mist will carry on to tell them that they'll be playing employee # _____ in this month's immersive experience. Their motivations and objectives are simple: go to work.
Except the role seems to be bugged, because they can never not go to work. If they leave the five or six foot radius of their designated post they'll begin to experience consequences, which worsen in severity based on distance and duration. The role doesn't end at mall closing, it doesn't end on Saturdays, it simply doesn't end. Hopefully next month's code push will have a bug fix; we apologize for the inconvenience.
(If choosing to keep these threads as game canon, the role will wear off within the first in-game week)
Aggravated Assault
Congratulations, participant! You will be playing the role of a CONVICTED FELON having recently been released on parole. Your motivation for this month's immersive experience is frustration. Having undergone hard time, you'll find that we have increased your aggression and temper characteristics, and lowered your inhibitions. Your objective is to find and begin an altercation with Snuff the Rooster, who will be playing the role of the person who turned you in, NARK. Your altercation must take place in a public space with witnesses, and may not stop until Snuff the Rooster is unconscious, evicted from the mall, or someone intervenes.
Thank you for your participation!
Consequences for not completing the objective in this role can be moderate to severe.
Snuff the Rooster
Congratulations, participant! You will be playing the role of NARK. Formerly a close friend and ally of CONVICTED FELON from Aggravated Assault, you were quick to roll on them during police questioning in exchange for your freedom. Your motivation is to turn over a new leaf, and get your shit together. Your objective is to survive the altercation.
Thank you for your participation!
The Lovers (Duo Role)
Congratulations, participant! You will be playing one half of a partnership role! Please seek out (character 2). Your motivation this round is love, and the need to protect your partner from threats both inside and outside of the mall. Your objectives is to greet your lover with a kiss and place them above all others. Do not act like strangers.
Consequences for not completing the objective in this role or failing to present a convincing couple can be mild to moderate.
Pathological
Congratulations, participant! You will be playing a background character in our current setting. Your motivation is to tell lies; at least one third of what you say must be unarguably untrue. Your objective is to keep these lies from being discovered as false.
Consequences for not complying with this role can vary from mild to severe, with the compulsion to tell larger and larger lies growing as time goes on.
Scared Speechless
Congratulations, participant! You will be playing a background character in our current setting. You may choose one person, stranger or otherwise. This is the only person you may communicate with, either verbally or through writing.
Consequences for not complying with this role are severe.
potency error
Someone seems to have miscalculated the relative strength of intoxicants; all inhibition-altering substances seem to have been cranked up to eleven. One shot has the strength of three, though the taste seems to stay exactly the same. One or two drinks will quickly creep up on you. One of the joints found discarded in the bathroom trashcans will easily green you out. God forbid you've got anything stronger.
greatest movie of all time
Settling in to the relatively nice theater found at the far end of the mall is a decent way to make the time go by. The projectors are automated, and there are six different theaters that show flicks at scheduled times.
Except that every single one of them is showing Spider-Man 3. Every single one, every single showing, no matter what is advertised, becomes Spider-Man 3. That's how you know this is a horror game. Hope you didn't wander in by mistake because the doors will shut behind you and leave you to watch the entire showing. Please keep your feet off of the seats.
please replace toner cartridge
It seems there was an error in printing someone this first time around; everything came through but the visuals somehow. Your character is flesh and blood, fully formed, wearing tangible clothes even, but are completely invisible. Donning additional clothing causes it to clip out and then promptly disappear. Taking clothes off will cause them to reappear. Hopefully this gets fixed in the next lite patch.
(If choosing to keep these threads as game canon, the glitch will wear off within the first in-game week)
Gwen Stacy (Earth-65) | Spider-Gwen (Marvel Comics) | OTA
learn from the mistakes of others
[Gwen hasn't been a superhero as long as many others in the Spiderverse, and her villains are still few and far between. She hasn't been faced with anything as utterly gory as this outside of television, and she puts a hand over her mouth, eyes wide as bile rises in her throat.
She's weak here, helpless as she hates to be - as she's done so much to avoid. Not even the Venom symbiote can give her the powers it usually does. It's little more than an extra voice in her head, as worried about the situation as she is. If that wasn't the case she'd be out there immediately, her spider senses giving her a little more of an edge in the fog. But now? No, it would be pointless. Suicidal. She has to figure out what they're up against.]
If you're going to bring us here... [She speaks through gritted teeth, turning her head upward to address... well, no one, probably. It's doubtful their captors are in the ceiling.] You should at least let us defend ourselves properly!
greatest movie of all time
Wait a minute...
[Gwen narrows her eyes at the screen as the title music begins to play, mouth already half-full of popcorn. Honestly, the way things had gone so far she shouldn't be surprised by something so mundane as a movie reel getting switched.]
This isn't Space Jam Remastered!
[Her feet slip down from where she'd had them planted on the back of the seat in front of her, and her bowl of popcorn is unceremoniously tossed into the one beside her. Honestly, far more people should be complaining about this.]
I can't believe... [The actor doesn't look much like her dead friend at all, nor is he a match for the older and much buffer Spider-Man of Earth-616, but that's beside the point.] He has his own movie! He has three!
[To be fair, she has t-shirts and one of those adorafugly figures with the fat head and the tiny body. Maybe a movie deal wouldn't be too far behind. She'd have to get some royalties from that, right?]
[She sits back finally, jamming her hand into her half-tipped popcorn bucket.]
I am so going to tease him if I ever get out of here.
[And watching this movie is a good way to avoid thinking about how complicated a situation that is.]
Mistakes
She happens to pass by just as Gwen starts her tirade to the ceiling, and she can't help but overhear. ]
I believe I passed what appears to be a sporting goods store on the way over. There may be useful defensive items there.
[ It's on her list of places to inspect more thoroughly, at least. ]
no subject
[It's easy to forget she has a quota to meet, and she quickly begins spinning a lie. She just needs to keep them relatively harmless.] If only they had laser guns. I'm an excellent shot with a laser gun. [She never uses guns at all, of course. Web shooters all the way.]
We can't even see what's out there in all this fog. My super-vision is gone. [Another lie. She's never had any special sight capabilities, just a sixth sense.] It's too dangerous to send anyone out until we know what we're dealing with.
learn from the mistakes of others
Things didn't get any better when he nearly made a beeline out of the mall with the rest of that first small group. He'd only backed out at the last minute. The way the fog shifted as if something was moving through it, and the realization that he had no idea where to go from here, made him retreat back into the relative safety of the mall before he'd barely set a foot out of the exit. And as that body, or what was left of it, smacked into the window he'd never been so grateful for his own cowardice.
Like Gwen, he had to hold back a wave of nausea as he stumbled away from the windows, watching in horror as something slipped from the fog and dragged off what was left of the unfortunate human. What kind of thing would do that?
As someone near him actually tries to address their captors (or at least he's pretty sure that's what she's doing) for the first time that he's heard, it's almost something of a relief. Most of the people here, outside of the ones who'd just run into the fog seemed terrifyingly unaffected by everything going on. ]
Wh-what ever's out there pr-practically just declared come out here and I'll kill you. I-I'm pretty sure being defenseless and trapped is the point
.
no subject
Ugh, we can't go out there without a plan, and we can't just stay in here.
[Gwen's voice takes on an edge, momentarily, as something otherwordly joins in her complaining. The Venom might not be able to offer her the full range of her spider-like capabilities, but it's still there to mirror her anger.
Are they or are they not heroes? They can't just stay in here and huddle in a corner.]
We need weapons. I'm an expert in all kinds. [The last line is added half-heartedly, a lie to put toward her quota.]
Mistakes
What, you thought you'd actually get a fair fight? Man, that's sweet.
no subject
[Dimensional traveling, yes. Waking up in a mall with no powers and no explanation, not so much. At least last time she'd had her abilities taken from her she'd known why.]
And if you're not going to be helpful then feel free to go be an asshole somewhere else.
no subject
[ He gives her the captain's salute as he turns to head upstairs. ]
sorry for the delay
Then she seems to catch herself.]
...What, you're really gonna just walk off? Like you have somewhere else to be? I'm sure there's a lingerie store upstairs you can rob.
[Not that she can blame him for not wanting to face whatever's outside either. He's probably just trying to look as chill as possible while making his escape to a safer area.]