cursedcontent | TEST DRIVE MEME #1

TEST DRIVE MEME #1

A Blood Offering

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

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

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

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.

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[It is indeed universal. And her words are reasonable, the argument sound. Fukawa balks, feeling suddenly foolish.]

Well — I d-don't know! It's only natural to be c-cautious in a morbid situation like this! Who knows what else this place will ask of us?

[It won't end with blood at the door. Mark her words.

But it's time to swallow her humble pie. After a beat Fukawa grimaces and torturously extends her hand to the woman. She juts her head the other way, not daring to look.]

Fine. Just be quick about it. I c-can't stand looking at blood.

[She's gotten better with it, she hasn't fainted in ages. Still, it'll never be pleasant.]

You can close your eyes, if it'll help. [ christine's quick to say, because fukawa is looking a little pale. unsure, too, and christine's too much of a healer, deep down, not to want to soothe that, even if she's been told her bedside manner leaves something to be desired. ]

I'll just clean it out and wrap it up, all right?

[ it's not really a question so much as it is making noise and keeping fukawa appraised of what she's doing, like she would anyone looking that spooked.

and while she doesn't say it out loud, she has to agree: this place is creepy, it's good to be cautious, and who knows what else is going to happen. the blood to open a door was the stuff of a bad horror movie, christine figures, which doesn't bode well. not to mention the abduction, which is even worse. ]

I— [Don't want to close my eyes with you around?

She already made a fool of herself. And maybe she'll still keep them open, locked onto an old stain in the hall carpet, but she wants this over with and she needs to have a little faith. It's what Komaru would tell her.

That's the thought that settles her stomach, has her nodding curtly when the woman announces her plans. If only she were here with her, this all might be bearable. Her optimism would even out Fukawa's suspicion, and they could rely on each other to get by.

In the meantime, she's stuck with Mrs. White in the hall with a bloody napkin. Let's hope this doesn't turn out like a game of Cluedo.]

I don't know how you stand it. [She says suddenly. Conversation is far from her strong suit but the silence is eating at her.] The human body is disgusting. Just a fleshy sack of goop and guts. I always th-thought people who worked in hospitals m-must have a secret fascination with death.

[ for what it's worth: christine would also prefer it doesn't turn into a game of cluedo. and what's more: she's working quickly and efficiently, hands certain, cleaning out the wound after she's removed the bloody napkin before moving to wrap it more securely.

meanwhile: ] I'm not so interested in death. More in life, I guess. How bodies work, how to keep them working.

[ she thinks about mentioning the epigenetics project, but —somehow, she's not so sure that wouldn't get misinterpreted.

instead, she flashes a quick grin. ] The human body is just a fleshy sack of goop and guts and yet somehow, we're managing to walk and talk and build things and go places. I think that's pretty great.

[The swiftness of her work speaks to her skill, especially considering the lack of amenities. Maybe she could have been a contender for Hope's Peak in her time. There had been another student whose talent was nursing, but what little Fukawa remembers of them was...unpleasant.]

So it's th-the miracle of life for you? [She grimaces. Flexes her fingers, testing the sting of the wound.] I sh-should have guessed. Beautiful people have the luxury of staying optimistic. The world seems a brighter place when everyone is t-tripping over themselves to pamper you.

[Even if she's seen evidence to the contrary in spades, it's a hard belief to dislodge. She's met pretty folks with plenty of hardship and an ocean's worth of bitterness. It's just that things still work out for them in some measure. Forgiveness always comes easier when the person begging for it has a winsome smile.

Or a big rack. You could get away with murder if you're packing a D cup.]

Still. Why did they need our blood to let us out? It c-can't be just to check our blood type. [Not that that was a likely theory in any situation.] You don't buy this curse crap, do you?

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