( TDM | #2 )

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IMPORTANT: This TDM takes place on the current world the coven is part of. Please read the linked Google Doc about the world AND be aware that the world is high-frequency, meaning canon magic and powers can be used.

TDMs can be used for anyone interested in the game and/or testing out a new muse.

Test Drive samples are encouraged to be used for your application sample, though they are NOT a requirement.

Feel free to use one prompt, multiple prompts or make up your own!

These threads can be considered game canon upon game opening if you so choose.

Telepathy and magic can be used at any point in time on the TDM, from Prompt A to your wildcard prompt. A specific prompt exists, however, that makes sure all characters have an equal chance to use this mechanic within the TDM. You're encouraged to have characters use telepathy and their magic accidentally or even purposefully on any TDM prompt.

If you aren't set on your character's power yet or want to try out a few, you're still able to use the test drive. Maybe your character is a late bloomer and hasn't fully unlocked their intuitive drive yet. In the case of multiple powers, only prompts that contain the power you choose for your application will count as potential game canon threads.

While only one character can be apped or reserved during a cycle, feel free to post with more than one character if you like! This is for those who are uncertain of their first choice or who would like to try out different characters within the setting.

WORLD ONE: AIMINTAS

You blink and that's all it takes. At first the picture doesn't come in clear, like you're waiting for a screen to fully load -- more aptly, it's like you're waiting for a camera to focus so you can find image clarity. Before you happened to rapidly close your eyes and open them, your life was normal...well, normal for you, anyway. Fighting an alien, making a quesadilla, dying. And then that blurry picture suddenly takes over... Some of you might open your eyes to find yourself wandering around a sandy area, outside of a large stone house. There's a large glimmering caravan floating around outside, which might intrigue you. There's also a lot of supplies, food, clothing...all just laying around outside. It's worth investigating, right? A ▢ Your character has found themselves arriving right outside the coven's new digs in Aimintas, and there's a lot of confusing stuff to look at. Th ocean in the sky, that floating caravan...your character probably can't get to that ocean, so they may want to examine the caravan. If they touch it, they'll immediately regret that decision -- the caravan has its own defense mechanism, and you can pick one or the other: - A1: Once your character touches the caravan, they can't remove their appendage from it. Kick it? Their foot is stuck. Touch it? Their hand is stuck. Lick it? Their tongue is stuck. They'll remain like this for 15 minutes without magical intervention. - A2: Your character's hand doesn't stay for long, but the caravan holds onto that hand for five seconds while giving your character a pretty excruciating burn. Medic! B ▢ Maybe they're smart and they don't touch the caravan. Let's go through all of this cool stuff on the ground! It might be sort of obvious that it belongs to someone -- a lot of someone's -- but your character is thirsty, confused...maybe there's some water or answers in this pile. And maybe there's also someone who catches your character going through their shit.

Other new potential coven members will find themselves in a completely different part of town. These lucky individuals will have suddenly appeared in the marketplace area of Aimintas, surrounded by walking lizard beings that suddenly turn and take an immediate interest in this stranger. C ▢ The Palai are very interested in the new coven members, and a new humanoid person -- or anyone that doesn't look like them -- will immediately catch their attention. They'll immediately find your character worth of their undivided attention, talking to them about coven-related things...pretty confusing right? If you need help with the short lizard folk, maybe someone will eventually arrive to help you out. On the other hand, you might learn something interesting talking to them. A friend might join in either way! D ▢ Once you break free of the Palai, you'll find that this marketplace is pretty interesting. It's a mixture of primitive and semi-modern technology...or is it totally unfamiliar to you? Never seen a cellphone before? Unfamiliar with the concept of women wearing pants? There's certainly something to see that'll interest your character here. E ▢ Finally, you might be hungry and thirsty after suddenly appearing. The Palai are masters of making food, including a new concoction of theirs that they're trying out in honor of all the new people. It's a sort of bottled fruit juice that has been energized by the Eltos. It's essentially the first Aimintas Red Bull, except on acid. The drink immediately makes anyone who drinks it extremely giddy, hyper and they may potentially hallucinate. It doesn't seem to bother the Palai's biology, but everyone else...oops!

The setting found in Aimintas is pretty expansive, so you have a lot of room to wander around. Here are a few things that might catch your eye if you're really committed to wandering around. F ▢ A house near the marketplace is incredibly special to the Palai people. Characters who wander near here will find a group of Palai who are even more excited about their new visitors: baby Palai. Some are still in eggs and kept inside, but the juvenile Palai are about two feet tall, rowdy and want to play with these new, bipedal creatures. Some of them still crawl around on all fours and are more lizard-like than others. Hope you're good with kids! G ▢ The Palai have constructed a large library in the middle of town. If you wander in here, you'll find a myriad of books in a strange language. The Palai are a rather visual people, though, so many include pictures and illustrations. They also have a collection of computers here that connect to the Aimintas internet, as well as visual media stations that can play videos -- though they're really just powered tablets that play video files. Time to get a little taste of the Palai culture. H ▢ Wildcard prompt. Go nuts and utilize your own creativity within the setting. This can mean striking out on your own or utilizing a certain location in a different way. The world is your oyster!

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[358]

[ It's-- so-- familiar. Like when the name of something is on the tip of your tongue.

Maybe it's just that she has a really similar face to Naminé? Yeah, that must be it. He shakes the simmering urge to remember and sighs a little. ]

... Sorry, but have we actually, uh, met? I don't think you're confusing me for someone else, since you know my name, but... I really don't recognize you.

[358]

[ Sora's voice is literally the last thing he expected too, and not exactly high on his list of things he wanted to hear. He wants to ignore it, but... He can't. No matter how hard you try, you can't ignore yourself.

He doesn't turn, keeping his back to his Somebody. But his empty reaction and lack of movement are probably answer enough.

Oathkeeper and Oblivion appear in his hands, almost out of instinct-- but he doesn't move to attack, still keeping his back to the other boy. ]

... Sora.

[mekarekt]

[ Don't TEST her. ]

The old man who called me a kid. [ This could go on forever so she's CHANGING THE SUBJECT back to his booze. ]

Which aliens? Turians? Zerg? Ewok? Vogon? Huragok?

[mekarekt]

[ Right, but his beauty needs to be censored.

He seems... like a straight-laced guy. With very logical lines of thought. ]

Because there are already tons of pics of Paris and Dubai by themselves, but not any with you in them.

Have you ever tried a selfie? It's fun. Go on, do it with my phone! You can delete it if you don't like it. I have some cool filters on there that make you look like a zombie or give you cat ears. I'll show you!

[ Excuse her for getting into his personal space, but she's going to open up the app for him to mess around with. ]

[358]

[ Roxas closes the gap completely, standing right by Axel, before sitting down next to him in the cool sand with a shrug. It feels nice to relax after so long on guard. ]

I haven't figured it out yet. Or... anything, really. Maybe this is a place like Traverse Town where we got dumped after something went wrong, or maybe this is where Nobodies go when they stop existing.

But... [ He grins. ] We're both here, and there's ice cream in town. Maybe somewhere to watch the sunset.

c

[rosatre]

Eh? Oh. [Give Astolfo a second to consider the situation.] ...oooooooh.

[Okay, he's got it. And so he's going to consider the options. He's leaning towards the griffon.] Hmm.

[And then he's poking the golem with a finger, almost thoughtfully. (Almost because this is Astolfo! And thoughtfully is something that he is not capable of!)] Hmmm...!

[Okay, decision made.] I pick these two! [And then he points to the djinn and the lamia because can't he pick two at once? Wouldn't that just mean one story?] Oooor. Actually, the griffon reminds me of my hippogriff, a little...

[Okay, no, he's got it.] I pick these three! [POINT.] Ehehe. That's fine, right?

[358]

[ That's the problem with being used your whole existence-- you start to help first without thinking. It never really crosses Roxas's mind for more than a fleeting moment to actually leave Riku to his fate, even knowing what it must look like for him to exist.

Still, he closes his hand around the materializing Oblivion, and steps closer to peer at the caravan. ]

... If I'm reeeeeally careful I might be able to wedge this between you and it. Worst case if it gets stuck I can just vanish it and try something else. ... But you gotta trust me, Riku.

jumin han | mystic messenger

[yancat]

C

[ Ah, attention. It's nothing alien to the sharply-dressed Jumin but he was hoping to get some time alone to look into, well, everything himself. There's no one to trust in a strange foreign land, and he rather likes the freedom this sudden independence has granted him. No media, no bodyguards. Just a lot of overly friendly amphibians that he wants to get away from.

Okay, maybe this isn't freedom. Their questions pique his interest... ]

I have read a book on black magic, yes, but I can assure you I don't actively dabble in the arcane arts. So I don't have the slightest clue what you're talking about.

[ ...but this is getting him nowhere. Among the crowd, he spots a face that might help him. ]

You. [ He cuts through the crowd, effectively escaping the Palai he was talking to. ] You're a member of this "coven", aren't you?

G

[ An avid reader, the language barrier presents him with a high hurdle to overcome. Fortunately, he's found simple books that teach Palasse. He's at "This is Dick, see Dick run" levels, but hey. Baby steps.

Soon, he comes across a realization that, as he adds words to his vocabulary, grows impossible to ignore. He murmurs his thoughts aloud as he begins flipping through large fonts and illustrations for a sign. ]

This book has no cats.

H

[ Hit me up! ]

[drunkle]

[ He's a teacher, he'll keep testing you, PUNK ]

Is there a difference? Alien booze is alien booze, what does any of this mean to you?

[358]

Wait, are you sure? I don't need ice cream that bad. [ He looks a little judgmentally at the palai. A ribbon is like +4 defense against all elements, c'mon! ]

FUTABA SAKURA | PERSONA 5

[necronomicode]

a1 - someone needs a graphics upgrade... among other things

Talk about terrible resolution...

[ Still reeling from the blurry arrival, Futaba reaches out to hold onto the caravan and steady herself. This is, of course, a terrible idea - as she finds out when things begin to clear up and she's very, very stuck. ]

—what, no! No no no! I need this hand!

C - uh-oh crowds

[ Once Futaba manages to somehow extract herself from the caravan, she high-tails it very quickly somewhere else - hopelessly lost and trying to find anything that's familiar... which brings her to the marketplace. Just as she spots a cell-phone (hallelujah!) is when she realizes that there's a bunch of strange lizard people staring at her... and approaching her... ]

Ah... um...

[ She freezes up - more due to the social interaction than anything else. If she had her friends with her, she might've been able to cope with situation and even find it cool! As it is, though... she's a clearly distressed girl that can't handle the attention of a large crowd. Help? ]

[catchon]

[ ouch, the hand is slowly acquiring some 1st-degree burns. but as usual he's very unfazed with all this. he does appreciate kotori's help, though.

he does try to pull himself away too for the poor girl's sake but - it's like glue. whoever devised the caravan's magical security system must be real paranoid. or sadistic. ]

I'm used to getting hurt. I can just wait till it shuts down on its own.

[358]

[ His muscles stay tensed for a moment while he mulls the situation over, but pretty quickly the Keyblades vanish and he relaxes, if only a little. ]

... Sorry. Just-- jumpy. Waking up under an upside-down ocean surrounded by lizard people is a little bit out of my norm.

space dandy | some weirdo with ugly hair

[boobily]

a1. butt-ER-butt?

Hey! You! Over here! That's right, me, the one with the luscious locks! [ no matter how close you are, dandy is still yelling this at you in a desperate attempt to get your attention. anyone with a brain will realize that the position he's in is reason enough to run, considering how he's squatting against the caravan behind him. even stranger is that his head isn't facing whoever he's speaking to - it's glued in its position, destined to remain forward-facing forever. ]

You got any butter?

C. lizards

[ dandy seems to be humoring (at least, his version of humoring) the lizard person in front of him by looking the specimen up and down and sticking his index finger in his ear rather rudely. facetiously, he bobs his head in acknowledgement of what the lizard said (something about an oven, he thinks?) when it's finished speaking. ]

Look, man, I don't know a lot about ovens, alright? But if you were talking all that talk because you've got some grub around here that you just happened to make in an oven, that's a different story. [ at this, the lizard's face falls in defeat. almost as if this is not the first misunderstanding between the two during this conversation. yet it keeps going - or tries to, until dandy cuts it off. ]

Alright, alright! I've heard enough already! Why don't you have a nice conversation about the joys of cooking and having scales instead of skin with a nice friend of mine?!

[ and then he walks away, finds the closest person, points to the lizard, and finally pats them on the back. ] Hey... your time has come, baby. [ .... or you could have heard everything that just happened. ]

G. resentfully sfw

[ were you lucky enough to stumble upon a pathetic, unstylish looking loser taking books out from their safe pockets on shelves and throwing them carelessly to the ground, clearly in search of something specific? or maybe you were one of the few who spotted him trying to operate one of the tablets, scowling to himself, failing miserably, and banging it on a table before giving up.

OR.

you may spot dandy sitting at a computer with a look of restrained frustration on his face. ] What's a guy like me gotta do to catch a few ogles at some bulbous bottoms around here, huh?! This is torture! Deprivation! You can't keep me away from the booty forever, you monsters! [ shh, this is a fucking library dandy. ]

[358]

... Said I'd make it up to you. [ He grumbles. People in the fake Twilight Town made to cater to his every whim were much nicer than that. ]

... Oh, yeah, I didn't even think of that. I have no idea what they take here... It just looks so good.

g;

[catchon]

[ Katsuhira is also looking through various books, but it's also out of bored more than anything. His head snaps up at Jumin's words, though. ]

Why are you even looking for cats in the first place?

[yancat]

[ Jumin is not sorry. He's just giving him life advice. Also, ice cream is unhealthy. It's chilled milk in a cup. Jumin doesn't understand.

But, Roxas is a child and children should have nice things, especially when they're suddenly thrust into a completely different world. ]

What flavor do you recommend?

[358]

... Sea salt's my favorite. Lots of places don't have it, but, well... [ He casually gestures at the ocean above them. ] Kinda figure it's something they'd have here.

The sweet and the salt really balance each other out and there's just a tiny bit of a briny flavor that you don't get with chocolate or whatever. I could [ and have ] eat it every day.

[yancat]

I wasn't looking for cats. I merely noticed there weren't any. There's a difference.

[ Please. ]

In any case, how languages are taught speak volumes about the land they come from. I wasn't sure if it was unusual, but you noticed it too, didn't you? There are almost no animals in Aimintas.

[needmetoo]

H-huh? [Xion's delight turns to a look of surprise and confusion.] But you were just- ['talking with me like you knew me'

She couldn't have mixed him up, could she? But no, he looked exactly as she remembered - minus the cloak - and he'd answered to his name... Was this maybe somehow before he lost his heart? But how was that possible?

Still, she wanted to try one more time.]

Roxas... It's me, Xion.

[catchon]

Maybe it's because we're on an entirely different world... Their cats might look different here, but I haven't seen any animals when I arrived here, either.

[ pulls out another book - some sort of encyclopedia marked D-F in this world's unique language, and opens to a random page. ]

No dogs too.

c!!! SLAMS INTO THIS

[mapsio]

[Haru was making her rounds fir the day in the marketplace. She was probably on her way to pair up with someone to try and grab lunch, or maybe she was going to go practicing her magic somewhere.

But that is extremely short lived when she hears a familiar voice in the middle of the marketplace. After that? She spots the familiar hair.]

Oh!

[She's quick to weave her way through the crowd, it looks like she's just in the knick of time.]

Futaba-chan?!

i hate her

[mekarekt]

[ school is for nerds like QROW ]

There's a huge difference! Turians wouldn't create any kind of liquor for humans. Their bodies are based on dextro amino acids. Humans can't drink Turian moonshine, it would kill you. Zerg are too busy focusing on genetic perfection and they're hated across the galaxy, no sane human would drink alcohol made by the Zerg. Vogon alcohol is impossible to get. They wouldn't share a drop of it, so that would mean you stole it. Huragok don't have a need for alcohol, they're biological supercomputers. It would ruin their systems.

[ ... ]

It must be Ewok moonshine.

[358]

Sorry, I didn't mean to confuse you, I just... I don't know. You felt really familiar, but...

[ That feeling is back again. That gnawing pain, like one of Xaldin's dragoons has its spear through his heart.

The memory is buried deep in his heart, too deep to scrabble to the surface so fast, but he knows he's missing something. When she says her name, he genuinely feels like he knows it, but the feeling is gone in a flash.]

... I'm really sorry. I don't think I know anyone named that. [ But he feels like he wants to cry. He's clearly a little disoriented all of a sudden. ] Are you sure you know me...?

[yancat]

Selfie... [ But your presence sometimes ruins the majesty of the view? Millennials are so weird. (He is a millennial.)

But okay. He lets her fiddle with her phone — it's hers, after all — mostly overwhelmed by how much she disregards personal space. ]

Oh. Thank you. [ He'll just do it so she'll get off his case. After picking a filter with her help, the camera goes click! ] There.

[ A pair of cat ears graces the blurriest handsome face in existence. ]

I did my best.