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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?

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.

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.

GAME NAVIGATION

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[ camilla is going to fucking die, this boy is so...cute... she misses leo but she's determined to make him her stand-in nerdy baby brother. ]

Oh dear, I didn't mean to embarrass you. As cute as your blushing face is, I meant no offense. I was simply enchanted with how much those children adored you. It's a lovely sight.

[ what a cute little boy!!!!! ]

What a lovely sight. I'm sure your friends here appreciated everything you did for them just now. It's good to see children helping one another.

Like legends and things like that?

[That should be easy then. He finds the nearest computer and is immediately glad it's more or less the same so he can just toss "Palai legends" into the address bar.]

[ camilla's taken back for a moment, just because she wasn't expecting a girl as soft and sweet as kotori to become this impassioned over the art of school idol-ing. she giggles, the sound distinctly devoid of malice. ]

You're very passionate about this, I see. Personally, I thought the rhinestones were kind of cute, but if mobility and girlish cuteness are what we're after, then they simply won't do.

[ she puts the disgusting track suit back in favor of one of those disgusting ruffled skirts every girl in high school had. even camilla knew it was ugly, she just wanted to tease kotori a bit. ]

How about these? They should provide the swish you're looking for, right?

♡ D

[ he assumes he's in another land, initially -- until the feeling of being on the ground gradually settles into his bones. the marketplace is a lively jumble of colors, noises and smells -- from the native people themselves to the wares to they have to offer, there's something worth noting in every direction he looks.

percival's features are harsh as he wades through the stream of pedestrians. he stops by a shop every now and then, eyes scanning over the goods laid out before him. suddenly, he reaches for a petite, pink cellphone and swipes his thumb across the screen. and then taps it. shakes it around. sniffs it. presses each and every key, flicks the screen, and then sighs before holding it out in front of himself again.

percival's brows knit together. ]

Tch. How frivolous -- it isn't working.

♡ E

[ are you about to drink that? well, sorry, because pericval has just slapped your cup right out of your hand! ]

Don't drink; they could very well have poisoned that!

♡ F

[ they're both children and animals, meaning percival can't possibly resist them. his gaze is usually somewhat harsh, if not smug, but he looks towards the baby Palai gently -- one is settled atop his shoulders, while another runs around him. ]

Oi. Be careful. You're going to--

[ oof, would you look at that! a baby Palai has run right into your calves. with a sigh, percival reaches a hand towards the little one. ]

You alright?

♡ G

[ despite the haughty air he carries about, and the unimpressed, tight lipped frown he tends to wear, percival has become quite immersed in the culture of these newfound beings rather quickly. he can be found at the library, a stack of books beside him as he sifts through a few pages of whatever it is he's picked out. ]

I wonder if there's a cipher for these books. I'd like to try my hand at picking apart the native language of this land...they place an emphasis on visuals, from what I'm able to gather.

Perhaps not as of yet. But we may still make our marks! Who has ever had the opportunity to become a Heroic Spirit worthy of two distinct worlds? A warrior may be impressive on Earth, but in such a world he is just as likely to be inconsequential! A storyteller, however! We are timeless, we transcend and adapt to our surroundings!

[ he tries not to give the voice behind him the time of day. why is he always getting criticized for living his life to the fullest, anyway! people should just let him be... unless they're going to agree with him. then he totally wants them to butt in. without even looking back, he scoffs at his assailant. ]

I'm just going with the flow, baby. That means doing what I want, when I want. And of course, where I want. [ sure, that's what it means. ] You're free to try the Dandy way of life, too. But... go try it over there, or something. [ still without even throwing her a glance, he seats is hand behind him. ]

That was my hope...

[But it is hard to be certain.]

[Caster attempts to assess the price that makes this 'free.' She inclines her head.]

In that case, I would be grateful. It's my desire to learn more of this world and its stories.

[He reflexively flashsteps away to avoid THIS RUDENESS??]

That wouldn't be Just or Heroic. I'm good.

[also don't slap people's drinks, man]

Um!

[ STRANGER DANGER. Futaba boggles at Jude for a moment, completely unsure how to respond to his offer of assistance - and honestly just wanting to run away, which is impossible when she's quite literally stuck in place.

So she drops to a crouch, hiding her face in her knees. ]

This is the worst...

Guess not. It's almost like... summer vacation.

[ He puts his hands behind his heads and stares quietly at the ocean above them. It's a relaxing view.

But he's not relaxed, so it doesn't last long. ]

But there's gotta be a catch. If we both exist, one of us... isn't whole, right? But which one?

[Xion grimaces a bit at that.]

We've all been brought here from our worlds. I still don't really get why. Just that Genette and Brie say that it's "really important."

[They'd actually said a bit more than that, but Xion had... not really understood what it meant. Something about Qri and energy and needing it and expending it...]

None of us have been here too long, so we don't know too much yet. But I can tell you what I know too.

[ Steve has only just escaped his own interrogation in another part of the market. He's in uniform, fresh from his face-off with Tony and the others. His shield is gone. His hands are still bound by the spider-kid's elastic whateveritis. He's not hallucinating, he's sure enough of his senses and has trained enough with Wanda to know it.

So, hands bound, uniform and height marking him out as much as his humanity, he walks through the market like he was born to be there. It's the commander's stride, the confidence of leading men across a battlefield unshaken. As much a weapon as a shield against his surroundings.

He doesn't know where he's going, but he'll be damned if he doesn't look like he knows.

Scheherazade catches his eye for three reasons. The first, the most obvious: that she's human. Possibly someone who can explain where they are and how they got here. The second: that trick with her staff, the figures around her, the offer to tell their stories. The third: she reminds him of Wanda.

It's hard to say how. The sleight of hand, sure, the magic, but it's something else. Something about the tone of her voice. The choice of words. He stops, studying her quietly for a moment before he says, ] What about your story?

[ It's a brash question, he knows, but he's in a brash mood. And he asks the question gently. ]

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A1.

[When you arrive in a strange new place and you're not sure what to do, there's obviously only one solution! And that solution is to... kick the first thing you find! Akko might be a bit of a late bloomer when it comes to magic, but when it comes to kicking caravans? She's the world champion. Of course... now that she's kicked the darn thing, she can't move her left foot at all. And because she kicked it with all her strength, she's sort of in an awkward position? Just one foot hanging on as she tries desperately to stand normally.]

Hello? Is anyone around...? Um, I sort of... Well, you see! I tripped and fell into your thing! And now I'm stuck sooooooo some help would really be appreciated! ...Wow, this is a really strong spell!

[Right! She's a witch! She can use magic! Akko confidently pulls out her wand, ready to free herself from this mess!]

Wait... what was the spell again? Professor Ursula just showed it to me yesterday too! Ugh...!

B.

[Going through people's stuff probably isn't the nicest thing to do... But maybe they should've thought about all that before they brought her to this weird place! Akko's perfectly comfortable as she lounges about, digging into someone's food and water if it's possible to dig into water. She plops a little snack in her mouth before immediately spitting it out.]

Bleh! What is that?! Raisins? If I'm gonna eat a fruit, I'll eat a fruit! Don't just trick me into doing it!

F.

[Anyone else who comes into the house will be greeted with quite the show! Well, let's not ignore the elephant in the room because there is literally an elephant in the room. Akko's transformed herself into a big, cute elephant and the kids are LOVING it! They're literally hanging off her, riding on her back, pulling on her ears... On second thought, this isn't going so great after all.]

H-Hey, stop it! That hurts, you know! Why you little...!

[Eheheh...]

As funny as that is, I cannot take responsibility for that. I'm not sure what happened since Genette let us into the caravan before.

D.

[ Well. There's an ocean overhead. Sure. Why not. It's not the weirdest thing he's ever seen at this point.

That the locals seem friendly doesn't put Steve at ease. It just makes him question his presence here all the more. Things are peaceful. There's a steady hum of activity, technology that would make Tony sniff (a pang, at that, at the look on Tony's face as they squared off on the tarmac). The architecture that looks half stone age, half Victorian.

In short, it makes no sense. He feels odd, too, a weird pressure in his chest that he chalks up to where he is being so utterly foreign.

Still, he walks like he knows where he's going and like he doesn't care that his hands are bound by webbing. He's flexing his fists, snapping the sticky stuff thread by thread, but it's slow going. Kind of impressive, that the kid has something like this at his disposal.

Steve doesn't realize he's doing it, but he's scanning the crowds of aliens for Thor. It's the only reason Steve can think of for being here. The Asgardian needing help, which is a counterintuitive thought all on its own. ]

H.

[Wildcard me??]

Sure. Not a lot of tall things around here, but maybe we can climb onto a house or something. [ He gestures at the giant shadow of the island looming far above them. ] If we could fly like in Neverland we could get up there, but I don't really feel like going for that much of a swim.

[ He hops up, light on his feet, and offers a hand to his friend to help him up. ]

Oh, and they'll need something in trade for the ice cream. I can only give them my Keyblade and then summon it somewhere else so many times before they catch on...

A1.

[ One second, Poe's elbow-deep in the guts of Black One on a misty morning at D'Qar. The next, he's baking in humid air and sunshine. He squints upward, not believing his eyes for a second at the sight of the ocean and its creatures overhead. It's amazing. But it doesn't explain how he got here. It feels too real for him to have gotten knocked out somehow. The heat is very real, and he's still got machine grease smearing his arms and hands.

The sight of the food, the clothes, the detritus scattered around makes the hair on the back of his neck prickle. It's like a whole group of people just evaporated and left their belongings behind. ] Well. That's probably bad.

[ He skirts the stuff, focus on the floating caravan. At least this is semi-familiar, though there's no apparent displacement underneath the caravan to show how it's keeping aloft. It's interesting. Interesting enough for Poe to want to poke it.

He presses one dirty hand to its side, feeling for the hum of machinery, and then tries to slide his hand along the caravan's length.

Except he can't. He's stuck. He yanks, yanks again, idiotically braces his shoulder against the caravan and tries to wrench free by pushing off--

Except now he's stuck, by shoulder and by hand. He tilts his head back and groans, though there doesn't appear to be anyone but the distant fish to hear him. ] Great job, Dameron.

F.

[ Poe is covered in baby lizard people and couldn't be happier about it.

They tug at his hair, his uniform, ask a dozen questions at once, and he tries to answer them in order, grinning all the while.

He's just. Standing next to the house. Arms spread. Letting himself be climbed. Because baby lizard people. ]

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...Sure.

[ Minato probably isn't the best model for hair clips, but he's somebody who stands still immediately upon being instructed to, and somebody who could probably use them for the way his bangs flop over his face as if he'd never gotten them trimmed in his life. ]

[Baby? Oh. No, that's not a pet name she likes in anyway shape or form. Now you're going to get it, Dandy.]

That's not what "going with the flow" means. Flow means you're following life's course. If life takes you to a library going with the flow means that you'd behave inside the library. Acting the way you are means that you're going against the current. You're supposed to be quiet in a library and you're being loud. Thus~ going against the flow or current.

But~ if I were to try your Dandy way of life by going with your idea of the flow... Correct me if I'm wrong that means: doing what I want, when I want, and of course, where I want then I think I'm doing it right. I'm telling you to behave in a library right now. Right here. Because doing it over there... as you suggested would go against your flow because it wouldn't be where I want.

Am I getting this right?

[Whatever she was researching and studying is so unimportant right now. Bothering this man and getting under his skin is the only task that matters.]

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[It's startling and brash, even though the man who speaks speaks quietly. He does not have the aura of one who is sovereign, but he has a military bearing. Even with bound hands, he is strong, tall, authoritative.

Her eyes glance down, and her veil masks her mouth.]

There is no one other than oneself who knows the truth of one's own tale. So it is the poets speak.

a1 (steak sauce)

[pochi doesn't know where it is, where everybody went, what's going on - what it does know is that buildings and carts and things don't usually float! so of course that means we gotta investigate it, right?

but pochi is also a foot tall, so trying to touch the caravan involves hopping up and down below it until the tiny tanuki finally manages to touch it with one paw.....and hang there.

there is now a tiny voice emanating from beneath the caravan.]

.....Hello! Could you help me, please? I'm floating!

f(ig newtons)

[babies! babies everywhere! babies bigger than pochi!! somehow the little creature has managed to climb onto the head of one of the palai babies, and is waving its paws in a dancey sorta way as the rest attempt to chase after its ride.]

Um, um, ummm let's sing a song! Li~zard li~zard butterflyyyyy-- [this is totally a song okay]

[ D.Va never did take too kindly to being called a noob when she entered her first StarCraft2 tournament.

He seems alright though, even if he calls her a noob. She'll let it go... as long as he doesn't say it again. ]

D.Va! In the flesh. [ Taking that line from Lucio while gesturing to herself. Like she's a big deal. Speaking of music-- ]

Yeah, it's kind of like being in a virtual MMORPG. I always thought being stuck in a game would be epic. So, what are you listening to? [ There's a nod towards his headphones. ]

[ And there: it clicks. She is like Wanda. She's like Steve himself. One of the walking wounded, defenses all different but always there.

There are still many of the lizard-people around, lingering, curious, some of them clearly wanting to hear the stories of the woman's figures. Steve insinuates himself between her and the closest of them, a protective bulwark. ]

When did you come here?

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Atsuko "Akko" Kagari | Little Witch Academia

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Ponpokorii Chitchoriina III | Itsuwaribito Utsuho

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