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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

( 'Quiet' is an understatement. The silence in the room is thick and deafening, drilling into Jesse's head like a pounding headache. He's pacing the room, a skinny arm hugged tight across his middle with his other hand up at his mouth, chewing at his thumbnail, when the girl in the other bed awakens. He stops in his tracks, cutting a jumpy look over at her as she gets up and catches pale sight of herself in the mirror. )

( Jesse is an agitated and ashen-faced sight: his dirty blond hair sticks up in anxiously finger-raked angles, and dark circles hang heavy beneath his blue eyes. A sickly film of sweat clings to his skin. Coming down off hard drugs is a bitch. )

Um... ( His gaze is dragged towards the vicious discolored ligature mark burned around her throat. He swallows nervously. Dread, as hollow and cold as Jane's glassy eyes had been when he'd found her dead next to him in his bed, pools into his gut. ) ...'Me, too'?

[The corner of her lips quirk a little, mostly at the familiarity of his pose and motions. It reminds her of Luke and she'd be lying if it didn't make her sad slightly, just because she hadn't been able to get into touch with him before she went into the House. The worry refreshes itself in her mind.

Eleanor gestures with her free hand to the room.] Being stuck here in this place. [She looks back down at the letter.] They've been nice enough to offer us a way out of this room, at least. [She holds it out for him to take.]

( Jesse follows her glance to the letter she's holding. They've been nice enough to offer a way out? Nice. Ha. Yeah. Real fucking nice being trapped in some motel room he has no memory of winding up in. Real fucking nice what they - whoever "they" are - suggest as a means to escape. )

I already read it. ( Jesse shifts his weight on the spot, wiping his sweaty, slightly shaky hands down the sides of his jeans. Shit, man, what happened to this girl? She's so damn pale, and that mark around her throat... Jesse swallows, hard. His tongue is dry and rough like sandpaper, sticks to the cottony roof of his mouth.

Fuck it. He decides to reach for the letter and read it again: eyeing the girl, a glance skimming off that savage mark around her throat, Jesse takes a step forward with a hand outstretched, takes it, turns it around the right way to read it, again. A humorless grimace of a smile splits across his face. )

Heh, yeah, real fucking nice of 'em to offer us a way outta here. ( The paper rustles as Jesse jerks it up to hold it out, facing her. ) The hell is this voodoo blood sacrifice bullshit, yo? "A handprint of blood"? What about a key, yo?!

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