TEST DRIVE MEME #1

[cursedmods]

TEST DRIVE MEME #1

A Blood Offering

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You wake up cozy in bed at the Saturn Motel. As you observe the room you may realize that it looks a little dated. Or, perhaps from your point of view the lamp and TV are wildly futuristic. Or, like Goldilocks, it may seem just right: close to the world you just left behind. Either way, you just had a very strange dream (see the arrival scenario) and now you're here. And you're not alone: there's a bed next to yours and someone else is waking up just like you are.

You can chat for a while if you like, but if you try to leave you'll find the door is firmly locked and no amount of kicking, punching, or hitting it with an object will do you any good. Instead, there's a letter on the nightstand which reads:

"Good morning and welcome to your new home!

You may be wondering why you're trapped in this room. Fear not, the door will open easily if you offer a bit of blood. More than a few drops but not enough to be a serious wound. A handprint's worth will do, let's say, and it only needs to come from one of you.

I'll let you sort that out yourselves. See you on the other side.

Sincerely,
The Mayor"

And indeed, a handprint's worth of blood pressed against the door will unlock it and let you out into the world. Do you volunteer your own blood? Do you take it from the other person by force? It's up to you! But there's no food in here, so you better figure it out eventually.

Roller Rink

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As a celebration of your new lives here (and an apology for the whole blood offering thing - they were just testing something out, really) the Mayor has invited everyone to the Crazy Eight Roller Rink for a private, after-hours party.

Attendance isn't mandatory, but it is heavily encouraged so that you can meet your fellow Cursed and know who's in on the whole secret. It'll help you down the line at some point if your Curse gets out of control and you need someone to wrangle you.

As a reward, everyone who shows up and completes at least one lap around the roller rink (you must be wearing skates, but you can crawl the lap if you can't get the hang of them) will receive a free walkman with a mystery tape inside. The color, style, and mystery tape your character gets are up to you.

Mallrats

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Everyone loves the mall! Right? Right! And this group of newcomers is lucky enough to be here for the White Pines Mall Grand Opening celebration! Feel free to walk around the mall and partake in sales galore, check out the attractions, or just get to know the layout of the place.

The Mayor has given everyone a gift card for $100 that can be used anywhere in the mall as long as they attend the Grand Opening.

They also strongly suggest that you familiarize yourself with the mall and its layout, just in case you ever get stuck there for a while and have to compete with others for food and resources. But that probably won't happen.

Extra Info

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The test drive meme and the IC intro log will have the same prompts, and threads between two accepted characters can count as game canon.

The first prompt is flexible: technically you're supposed to be with one other person, but if you want to do larger groups that's fine.

Rooms at the Saturn Motel initially contain two beds for the prompt, but upon leaving and returning characters will find that they all have their own rooms with one bed. If you want a roommate, someone better be ready to sleep on the floor or snuggle up! The room doesn't have to look exactly like the reference image as long as it's not too fancy and suitably dated.

Comments

[funhinged]

[ moved us over here! ]

[shrikesback]

((Continued in IC Intro Log!))

[driving]

[ continued here! ]

[driving]

[ continued here! ]

[driving]

[ continued here! ]

[driving]

[ continued here! ]

[driving]

[ continued here! ]

[funhinged]

[ hopped us over to the intro log! ]

[cheersquads]

( continuing here. )

[cheersquads]

( continued here. )

[cheersquads]

( continued here. )

[3inches]

Hopper was … a little surprised to suddenly feel Harley’s weight leaning up against him, but not enough to do anything about it. She seemed friendly enough, if a little eccentric. Okay, a lot eccentric. But she was in the exact same boat that he was, so might as well be friendly.

“Not that I can tell.”

He was somewhat familiar with boobytraps, but he’d never seen one like this before.

“I feel like there has to be a way to get this open that doesn’t involve anyone cutting themselves.” But did they really want to stay stuck in this room while he tried to figure it out …

[funhinged]

[ i moved 2 the intro log if you're down to keep tdm stuff going (and if not nbd i feel that 👌) ]

[energyfieldgood]

[absolutely would love!! gonna hit that up]

[energyfieldgood]

"You said you wouldn't let me fall! This is how one develops trust issues, you know that?"

He tries to sit up, then kneel, then stand, but that is really difficult when you have wheeled bricks on your feet.

"Do something!"

[ferriswheelsandfootball]

"It's not like I threw you on the ground on purpose! Though I probably should have!"

That...that's certainly an attempt at standing, Rodney. John groans, finally getting up, and having about as much success as Rodney.

"Why don't you do something!?"

He manages to halfway stand, and then shakily get up, offering a hand to Rodney.

"If you pull me back down, I swear..."

[majimekun]

Worse than that: we'd get charged a lot of money and expelled.

[He shuddered as if that was a fate worse than death. Which kind of is to him.]

But it's special because the mirrors are magic artifacts. So it'd be a lot of trouble if they broke. I accidentally broke a chandelier along with some classmates on my first day and that was a big deal. And that doesn't even do anything except look nice. I hate to imagine what would happen with something like the mirror...

[polyonymous]

[Ed leans back, one hand still curled tight around Stede's arm. He doesn't need the help to stay upright, and Stede seems to have the stability of a baby deer anyway, but all of that is Ed's business. He pulls a matching face.]

Alright, well, not for long. We're doing something about that.

[When Ed heard he was cursed, he was angry. Confused. A little dubious, considering he hasn't noticed fuck all just yet. But there was also a part of him that felt resigned. That held a mirror up to everything he did and everything people whispered about him, and thought, I might deserve this, actually.

He doesn't feel that way about Stede. Finding a way to become un-cursed, as of this conversation, is now one of his top priorities.]

Pffft. Nah. Did it myself. Barely even felt it.

[He holds up the hand he'd sliced to free himself, showing off a kind of gnarly but obviously healing scar.]

Uh, hang on, why d'you ask? Did someone do that to you?

[menacing energy]

[funhinged]

[ Things about Ed: he really is an absolute sweetheart. This is not a new observation. But it's sort of a bummer that Lucius isn't here? Now Stede can't add it to the personal record for the nth time. ]

Suppose that'll make us co-curse-breakers. Look at that, we keep finding new titles.

[ It's not not flirting. It's just flirting.

Ed's hand gets a sympathetic little hiss. Poor Ed and his hand. Now the blood puzzle thing seems at least ten percent more bad tbh. ]

Hm? No? I volunteered. I was locked in with this very upset girl, and I thought, well, takes more than a cut to get me down anyway. [ The way that Ed is fully his personal balance support right now. Intricate rituals? Maybe. Stubborn determination to eventually figure out not falling? Definitely. ] Honestly, we'd have been out way sooner if I hadn't needed to talk her around. Not that I blame her, just. You know, at a certain point, it's really easier to get these things over with quickly.

[ They want blood, give them the blood, don't act like it's a big deal, go lose your whole mind about the technofuturistic setting of the 1980s. Duh. ]

[polyonymous]

Could even call us co-conspirators. And, and, we're cracking the case. Call us co-cracking the case-ers. That's- [He holds a hand up between them to count with his fingers, now fully in a bubble where this is his and Stede's private roller rink.] Four, already. Gotta be on the way to a new record, surely.

[flirting!!!!! Ed waves off the hiss, making a little 'eh' sound. It's in the past. No big deal. N-]

Huh. Cool. You clean that out properly? Does it need stitches? You know if you cut it in the wrong place, you can fuck up a nerve.

[He grabs gently at Stede's wrist to get a proper look at their apparently matching wounds, which would be super romantic if they didn't already have matching scars- which definitely throws off their balance, but Ed realises his mistake too late, when his skates are already starting to slip out from under him.]

[funhinged]

[ Stede's put in a lot of head empty no thoughts time in the past few weeks, and also most of his entire life, but especially lately.

This is no exception. There's just something about Ed very gently grabbing his wrist and fussing over a little cut like it's a very important cut. Literally who could be immune to that? Only fools. If he has a whole fumble about it because sometimes Ed is just very good and sweet and it's like, untenable, that's his business. ]

It's been fine.

[ Anyway RIP because Stede lacks the coordination to save them even if he too weren't 100% in the little "only people in the skating rink" bubble. They're going down and no one is yelling timber. ]