( TDM | #1 )

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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.

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. Depending on your situation and ability to acclimate, you may not fully understand what's happening. A dream, a hallucination. But when you feel the trunk of the trees surrounding you, it's oddly...real. The smell is real. The moisture on the ground is real. The small grass snake you find slithering close to your feet seems very real as well. There are a few other sensations that also begin to feel a little more like reality with every passing second. Like the fact that your intuition is trying to tell you something that doesn't seem plausible. One is more obvious -- you now have a new piece of jewelry inserted snuggly between your collarbones. Maybe that's when you realize it is real. When you realize that there's no delusion here -- you aren't where you once were. But if that's the case...where are you? A ▢ Your character's first experience here will be waking up in a forest. Specifically, located here. It's up to them to traverse and try to figure out where they are, whether they make it to the beach or the main house area. There's also a mysterious trail of soft, felt bags, tied off with thin rope, leading your character to what appears to be a specific destination. These items can be as useful as a granola bar to as seemingly useless as a stapler. Let's just say that some of these mysterious objects are pretty out there. They're free to travel off the beaten path, but that comes with its own perils. Maybe your character has a power that could fend these creatures off...? They aren't exactly happy about sharing their territory.

After an hour or so of trekking through the forest, you finally come upon a break in the tree line that reveals to you an area that appears to be inhabitable. Your first stop is the large mansion that sits in the valley of the opening...if anyone is here or there's a way to get out of here, the house makes the most sense, right? There are a variety of rooms in this mansion, and you're free to explore them. You also spy a lot of crates sitting in the middle of the floor in one of the main rooms...are you curious enough to open them? B ▢ Feel free to have your character explore the mansion (the won't find much but you can take some liberties with the TDM), and they're free to open these mysterious crates. In them they'll find edible fruit and bread, modern clothing in a variety of sizes and portable medical kits. Characters who apply using the TDM are free to carry these objects into the game opening. If you want some specifics, there are a few rooms of note: the game room (containing a working pool table, non-electric pinball machines and a card table with supplied chips and multiple decks), the cellar (filled with a variety of liquor and wines, all aged quite well) and a large room upstairs that contains a glass ceiling and a variety of books in a foreign language. One more thing -- if you happen to go rummaging around, you may find tiny pin cameras. They're minuscule...you may not even notice them unless you look hard enough. At this point you notice that you aren't alone -- there are other people in the same boat as you! When they're around you, that signet you feel in your chest tingles slightly. The sensation isn't unpleasant, but instead like a warm tingle is spreading from their neck outward. You instinctively attempt to talk to your fellow kidnapping victims, and that works just fine...but what are all these voices you hear in your head now? Are you crazier than you thought you were? C ▢ Here's where you can play around with the telepathy mechanic. It's likely your character won't be used to it which can lead to accidental broadcasting. If they happen to tap the signet purposefully or try to pull it out, everyone within a radius of 100 feet will feel a throbbing pain in their head. But your character won't know that, will they? For those more inclined to adventure, there's also another building to investigate. From the outside, it looks very circular and unidentifiable, but upon entering you'll discover that it's a fully-functioning bath house. D ▢ Despite containing steamy water and luxury bathing accommodations, the bathhouse is currently being overrun with crabs. The not-so-smart members of this species have fallen into the extremely hot water, flash boiling themselves after being unable to get back out. Others are a little more intelligent but equally aggressive. Characters: watch your toes and be cautious if you really want to take a much-needed bath! They may also want to check twice before using the restroom, otherwise the experience might be more painful than they're used to.

Exploring the mansion and the bathhouse was fun and all, but aside from the crates they didn't prove to be very useful. When you came into the clearing, you also saw a row of very colorful buildings down near the beach. It makes sense that this area may be more beneficial to any escape plans you have, and taking a dip in the ocean might be nice! It's not until you reach the beach huts that you realize that murky blue color you spied wasn't the ocean. It's outter space. There goes any hopes you had of swimming to safety. E ▢ Time to explore the beach huts! Most of them are abandoned, but your characters will notice they seem to be more livable than the mansion somehow. This is in part due to a little note tacked to the door of each beach hut that reports in scrawling script "Claim your hut, please!" Will your character listen or reject the sinking feeling that they may not be leaving anytime soon? Some huts are also bigger than others, and a few even contain small sinks and softer beds. Grab these while they're available! Even though it turns out the ocean was a lie and you're precariously close to falling off the edge of the world, the area around the huts is decidedly beachy. Sitting on the beach is a lobster trap, though about 10 times the size of any you might have seen before. Inside are more felt sacks, though larger. The weirdest part is that peering through the bars, you notice each has a nametag attached. The reason you know this to be true is because you just spied your own name written on one of the labels. There's also something else underneath it. The descriptor may not mean much to you yet, but it will soon: it's the title of their newfound magic. In each felt sack is a sort of starter kit: a set of dated and drapey plainclothes, a bag of dried boar jerky, a leather flask filled with water and a small tube of sunblock (the writing is in a bizarre pictograph language, but the giant picture of the sun on the tube should explain the purpose). There's also a rolled up paper tied with a string that reads as follows: "Welcome. Things will be explained in due time. For now, understand that you have been blessed with a gift of magic. Look into your brain and feel the instinct for both. Practice makes perfect." F ▢ Here's the official prompt for playing with newfound magic (and telepathy if you want more practice). It's likely characters have already accidentally broadcast their thoughts, utilized the C prompt or used their magic inadvertently, but maybe this new information and small explanation has motivated them to try and see what they're truly capable of. Don't worry. If they're lucky enough to stick around, all will be explained. ...What if you're a wildcard, though? Someone who doesn't play by the rules and follows a different path, no matter what direction the world may be guiding you in? This island is large and contains many areas of interest, from crystal streams to hidden locations. Maybe you want to do something different...so break the mold and explore! G ▢ 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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yuri kozukata | fatal frame

[unendured]

a.)

[ Adjustment isn't an unfamiliar sensation in Yuri's case, even if it means coming to the conclusion that her reality has shifted to something else entirely. However it had never been this drastic.

She almost thought that this was just another reading, but she can vividly remember leaving Haruka after saving her from the clutches of the mountain and being settled into another forest has her feeling a little unsettled—perhaps more than just a little, in a stranger's perspective they may even believe she's all too comfortable given her expression remaining completely unfazed.

But then there's a snap of a twig and it all breaks. Jumping in said direction and greeting your character not with a smile, but with one of those bags she had picked up being thrown. It's only after doing so that she realizes that it's not a threat before her. ] —Oh! Sorry, you... [ She faults herself, unfortunately. ] You startled me.

[ But there's a granola bar in there so who's the real winner?? ]

b.)

[ It's one sketchy area to the next, and Yuri can't say that she's much of a fan.

The mansion serves as a place of temporary comfort, however, tired after the journey through the forest. She decides to find a place to rest her feet, preferably far from others, and that is why she can be found in the large room upstairs. She stares at the glass ceiling in awe for a few seconds before she's moving again, curiosity tugging at her chest and bringing her fingers to skim across the books.

It's there, in one of the shelves, that she notices something odd. It's not a book, nor does it look like it should be there to begin with, and as such she pulls a book away and looks closely.

To anyone else she may look like manged to find the most interesting thing in the world in a book shelf; peering at it and raising up on her toes to level herself with what she believes deserves attention. ] Is that.. a camera?

c.)

[ #YOLO honestly after seeing what she believes is a camera she's not happy about the signet. With it being so evident she can't help but feel off, and now she has somewhat of a reason to be a tad suspicious.

Sorry to everyone that's within radius of her because she's going to attempt to pull it out. Which, of course, is unsuccessful and leads to an immediate shriek as her head throbs with pain. ]

d.)

[ WILDCARD! hit me up with anything and i'll roll with it, so if you want to fight lobsters or boars with yuri she'll be the best robin she can be aka the worst. ]

b

[teratias]

[The library has had Waver's attention for some time. He has taken book after book off the shelf and flipped through, trying to make sense of what kind of person gathered this collection and if there are any themes within it. So far there has been nothing, and it has left him feeling more annoyed than when he first landed in the forest.

So hearing a voice break the silence causes him to perk his head up. The word camera is even more interesting, and so he cranes his neck over in Yuri's direction.]

Wait. A camera in the bookshelf?

[unendured]

[ The sound of someone else's voice has her shoulders jolt up, but she's quick to relax when she notices the person a few feet away. Another second and the initial goosebumps disappear, her expression returning to its neutral state. ]

It's a little small. [ Trying to be descriptive, she decides that it's best that she set the book in her hand down to the floor and continue to pull the others off the shelf. ] But I think... I'm pretty sure that it's not something holding it together.

[ Hesitant at first, she glances over at him once more. ]

Do you want to take a look? [ Hisoka would agree that two heads were better than one. Getting the opinion of someone else may be beneficial, even if it means going beyond her usual in terms of social interaction. ]

[teratias]

Yeah, sure.

[Waver puts his book aside on the arm of the chair he has sunk into. It isn't a very useful book anyway, and at least this is interesting. He walks over to where Yuri is standing, and waits for permission to get a better look.]

And of course it should be small. That's a given by the name alone.

[unendured]

[ Once he's close Yuri takes a noticeable step back, at least an arms length away. ]

But that small?

[ Seems fishy. ]

[teratias]

[Waver proceeds to all but shove his face into the bookcase, managing to see the camera in question. He responds, face still against the wood, likely fogging up the camera.]

Sure, that small. If you don't want it to be noticed, why not have it that small?

[unendured]

But what would be the point of hiding it at all? Or even putting cameras here?

[ She finds it unlikely that it's part of some show. ]

Do you think it's possible that there were some in the forest?

[teratias]

Security? No, that makes no sense. If you're rich enough to have place like this, you're rich enough to have better security than just cameras.

[Waver finally pulls his head out, and takes a moment to wipe at his face to ensure there is nothing clinging there. Satisfied, he lets out an unhappy huff. It is damn weird to have cameras here.]

I guess there could be some in the forest. But I don't know if I want to go check either if we're already being watched. Someone could just be sitting behind the cameras laughing at us running back and forth.

[unendured]

The place was wide open for us. [ Not a counterargument, more like something to add proof to his own guess.

She notices that there's a piece of hair sticking out after he's finished his own investigation, but instead of reaching out and tucking it for him she lifts a hand and gently smooths out her own hair. Hopefully he takes the hint. ]

It could explain why everything is so strategically placed. [ But then again it leads to more questions: Why these items specifically? Who set them here? Is this an experiment? ] Do you think we can find some information in these books?

[teratias]

It might. And I don't know what is in those crates either. [Those are probably safer to investigate, but Waver doesn't say so. Instead, his eyes go back to the bookshelves, completely missing the hint that there's something in his hair.]

Maybe, but I can't figure out what the organization system here is to begin with. If we don't know what we're looking for, we can't possibly find id.

[unendured]

[ Some scenes just weren't meant to be perfect. ]

Maybe we're not meant to find anything. [ But that, too, doesn't make sense. ] Or it could be that they're leaving us hints to find something.

[teratias]

But then the question is what, and moreover, why make us do so much work?

[It could be a thing to whine about, but for once, Waver has turned off that tendency to ask the question more genuinely.]

Nothing here makes sense. These cameras just throw everything into a weirder, harder to understand shape.

A. soft gasp other people play from this...

[blackwaterchild]

[Yuri is a thankfully familiar sight for sore eyes, and though Miu might not openly admit it, she's relieved to see her. it's why she wastes no time in approaching, wanting to stick close to someone she knows (even if Yuri might not recognize her, but she doesn't know that yet).

She wasn't alone, at least, and that's all she needed.]

Yur-- [is about as far as she gets, a hand raised in sort of greeting and fwump goes the bag as it whacks her in the face. At least it was a granola bar and not something heavier??

Miu stumbles and falls backwards, sitting heavily on the forest floor. While Miu also tends to keep to being aloof and neutral in the face of just about anything, one doesn't take a bag to the face without a change in expression. Her current one? Shock and something bordering on what the fuck as she stares incredulously at Yuri]

becomes a ssr card

[unendured]

[ She hears what sounds to be the beginning of her name before the person falls, confusion with a mix of initial shock still evident on her expression as she nearly freezes in places. The fear is beginning to settle down, the pace of her heart growing slow until it finally relaxes into a steady pace.

She's seen that face before. In a picture, neatly placed among files, another request that Hisoka had tuck away. ] Miu Hinasaki. [ Her voice is calm and leveled, as if she hadn't just thrown a bag at the poor girl. ] You're here.

[ On a mountain, ironically enough. ]

Sorry about that, [ Again. ] are you okay?

[ She proceeds closer, extending a hand and offering to help the girl back on her feet. ]

a

[p_mortem]

[ The granola is his now. Minato confiscates the entire bag without looking inside, then rubs at the area below the signet where it'd hit him. He doesn't really look like somebody to cross, wearing a school uniform stiff with blood, carrying a sword in his right hand, but he can't blame her for being startled either. ]

My fault. Sorry. Rocks might be more effective though.

[ Felt is soft, lucky for him. ]

[unendured]

[ She's already had to deal with a crazed, cleaver wielding ghost stained with blood so the imagery does nothing to settle down her racing heart. Yuri does attempt to remain straight-faced, however, to at least not make her fear obvious, but her body remains tense. ]

You... [ She keeps her distance in case she needs to run. ] Is it yours?

[ The blood, that is. ]

[p_mortem]

[ A brief look of confusion passes over Minato's face, because you really need to be more specific with a question like that. Does she mean the bag that she's just thrown at him? Yeah, he guesses it's his now. ]

Yes.

[unendured]

[ This is what happens when you're a horror game protag. Everything about your dialogue becomes vague and it's the biggest headache in the world. ]

Oh. [ That strikes her, concern showing in her tone of voice and the way her brows curve. It was probably bad of her to assume that he was a suspicious person, but even if she shows sympathy that doesn't mean she's completely willing to trust him. That takes time. ] I haven't seen any medical supplies... are you sure you should be standing if you're wounded?

[p_mortem]

[ As long as they're yes-or-no questions, Minato's used to vague questions to interpret how he wishes and hope he doesn't pick the wrong dialogue choice. This question also counts, but there's a distinction he has to make first, saying ] Yeah. [ while also shaking his head. ]

Got healed before I came here, so I could keep going without dying. I'd like to sit and sleep, but it'd be better to keep moving.

[unendured]

Oh.

[ Oh. ]

... Well. [ So it's his but old blood, which makes sense considering she can't smell the heavy scent of iron in the air. ] Still, it'd be better to wash some of it off. I think I heard the sound of running water earlier somewhere.

[p_mortem]

Really?

[ The news comes as a relief, but not because he felt any need to clean himself up. ]

Water runs downhill, out of the forest. We could follow it out.

[unendured]

[ Excuse here if she's a little skeptical because water in her canon means Something Bad Is Gonna Happen, but with the absence of any spirits she assumes that they should be safe. That logic and reason is behind them and not the supernatural—even if that has somehow become part of her reason over the past few years. ]

Then let's go.

[ She starts in said direction, looking over her shoulder. ]

Do you have any way of putting your sword away? It's a little... really unsettling.

[p_mortem]

[ Maybe that's why she heard the water, needing to keep an eye out for it, while Minato did not because he lived near water and sees it almost every day. The sword is also something he never gave much thought to, glancing down at it now only because Yuri brought it up. ]

No... I don't have a scabbard or anything.

[ He's used to fighting with the sword, running as he does so, and pulling it from and back into a sheath is just a waste of time. ]

Sorry. I won't use it unless I have to.

[ And he's hoping he doesn't have to. Maybe they'll find a scabbard in one of the bags; wishful thinking. ]

[unendured]

[ You're not supposed to run with swords, Minato??

But there's no sigh of disappointment or sign of defeat on her behalf. Yuri only accept this and nods her head. ]

... Then I'll try to act like it's fake. [ It's comes off as a joke, but there's something that still reads a little serious about it. ] Until it becomes real... in case it has to.

[ Hopefully it doesn't have to.

But by the glint and shine it's hard to tell if it's just a cheap replica or something real. She's tempted to ask but then meets a dip along the path that nearly has her toppling over, thankfully saving herself from embarrassment. ] There's a dip. [ Obviously. Good job, Yuri. ]

[p_mortem]

[ He looks like this because he got stabbed with somebody else's sword, not his own. It's fine. It's also pretty real, so he's glad Yuri gets to the dip too and warns him before he inadvertently slips and runs them both through with the blade.

Alright. ]

I'll go down first. [ He steps out carefully, sword arm at his side instead of in front, before Yuri can protest and insist she goes first or they go together, because he doesn't want to risk the chance of running into her while he's carrying a weapon that's turning out to be more a liability than a help like he'd thought. ]