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JANUARY 2019 TEST DRIVE
JANUARY 2019 TEST DRIVE MEME
Welcome to January’s Test Drive Meme! This month's Test Drive's theme is: NEW YEAR'S.
All Test Drive Memes contain at least one clue to the Deerington's upcoming in-game events for the month! Keep your eyes peeled! But...not literally.
Characters may die during TDMs, but you do not need to count it towards a game-canonical death unless you want to. Consider it a freebie. All TDMs can be considered game canon as TDMs introduce minor aspects about the world of Deerington that can be revisited by characters later on in the game. You may also use TDMs for your application writing sample as well as AC.
CW: Mind alteration, alcohol, options for self-harm, knife violence.
Don't forget to tag content whenever necessary. Have fun!
YOU BETTER GET THIS PARTY STARTED
It's party night at the Grady Hotel and the hosts are pulling out all the stops. Champagne, funny hats, pictures, great music, and a wonderful countdown clock that let's everyone know just how much closer they're getting to the end of what has probably been a pretty crazy year for everyone. The glasses never seem to empty themselves and the citizens serving them out to people seem to be making extra sure that everyone has one for themselves. Regardless of whether or not you usually like champagne, anyone with a glass in their hands will eventually be tempted to take a sip, especially the closer it gets to midnight - the bubbles make you giggly, friendly, talkative in a way that you may never have been before. It lifts up just about anyone's spirits, no matter how rough of a time they've had before (or during their time in) Deerington. It doesn't seem to get you drunk, no matter how much you drink, but it definitely makes you more euphoric. Enough so that you might start to think you can do anything; tell someone how you really feel about them, compliment whoever you've had your eye on all night and see if they want to spend more time together, make up with someone you've been fighting with lately, do a magic trick you never were able to master, or even something as drastic as fly when you know you can't. Hopefully you start off trying to jump from a chair, but there is definitely roof access for those who are a little more daring - maybe someone a little more sober will have the wherewithal to stop you before it's too late.There is also plenty of entertainment happening in various parts of the room. A table with beer pong for the adults who never outgrew their college days, a dart board, card games in the back, and a game called Guess the Candy for those who want to test their sweet tooth. Anyone who wins a round of any game will get rewarded with a small gift from home (no bigger than a toaster). Unfortunately will disappear once you leave the party, so make sure to enjoy it while you can.
The dance floor is also lively, the music upbeat and easy to move to no matter what your personal tastes might be. If you want a random dancing partner, take a dance card! Each one has a random, glowing number on it and it's your goal to find the person who matches. Once you do, no matter who it is, you'll find yourself literally stuck together (hopefully just by your hands, but it can be any body part) and will have to go through an entire dance (or maybe even two) with them before you come unstuck.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Everyone starts to gather around the countdown clock as it nears midnight, and when it's down to ten seconds, obviously you've got to start counting too! Everyone seems to be having such a good time as they shout out each number (10! 9! 8!) and you might not even notice the way some of the people around you have started to get a little... twitchy? (7! 6! 5!) Or the way some are starting to get more handsy, pushing themselves up close to whomever is beside them. (4! 3! 2!) And it isn't until they all shout 1! in unison that the room seems to shift in two very different moods.If you're lucky, the person next to you will just have the urge to kiss you - and you might even have the urge to kiss them back! After all, sharing a kiss at midnight is supposed to bring you good luck for the rest of the year. And with the way everyone else is starting to act, you might need it. For some, the urge to kiss might be stronger than just a chaste peck. For those who find themselves wanting to get a little more intense, it might be best to try to sneak out the back and head back to your place. The moment you step outside into the cold air, though, the urges seem to disappear - unless, of course, you were in the mood all on your own.
If you're unlucky, there's a murderous rage that runs through you, and there seems to be a table of weapons near by to help encourage a messy time. Various knives, swords, machetes, and other blades are laid out, enough for almost everyone. You might find yourself driven to plunge your weapon into the closest person, or maybe someone you've hated for a long time, and even more - maybe someone you've loved. Whoever it is, the image of their face will be burned into your mind and you'll do everything you can to try and make them bleed. Hopefully they can fight for their life - or at least evade your attacks until they can trick you into going outside. Like the desire for love, the desire for murder will also disappear the moment that someone steps outside, regardless of whether or not they did so on purpose or just to try and hurt whoever they're after.
Character Arrival
You can read how all characters arrive in Deerington here.There is not a collective "all these characters showed up at the exact same moment" occurrence in Deerington. Since characters fall asleep, die, or pass out at various times throughout all their worlds, it wouldn't make too much sense if they arrived in game all at the exact same time. There should be some discrepancy between character arrival, whether by a couple minutes, hours, or even days up to a week.
The players are entirely in control of how/when they want to play their characters arriving in Deerington. For TDMs, you can play it like your character has just arrived and that can be maintained as your game canon, or you can wait until game events for that moment. Or you don't need to acknowledge it at all. The flexibility for character allows a bit more of an organic feel to the character arrival situation, so please play it to whatever feels right for you.
If you are interested in having an "arrival" introduction for one of your TDM prompts, you are more than welcome to explore that option.
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[With the nearby threat temporarily neutralized, he leans in to listen — and his eyes widen slightly at that. Or whatever. You know how spider-masks do. He takes the time to knock out someone who clearly wants to maim someone across their general path and spins to face the kid again. He doesn't sound exactly like him — is definitely way smaller than him, but there's enough to at least verify in a low voice:]
Miles? Like Miles Morales?
[Gwen had thankfully given him a heads up about the alternate universes thing.
Thank god, because he'd be a confused mess.]
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[ When Peter says his name, Miles perks up in excitement. ] Woah!! You know me? We've met? No way! Do I fight crime with you? Are we like totally awesome sidekicks? I bet that's awesome! The Totally Dope Spider-Men fighting crime and saving the day.
[ He's practically vibrating in place with excitement. ] This is so cool! I mean before it was super weird -- actually, it's still super weird. I sent you all home. We fixed the Super-Collider. I used the goober.
[ Hey, Spidey, don't mind him just poke-poking at the Spider-abs. ] How do you feel are your atoms doing that weird thing? Also why are we in Maine? Did you kidnap me? Were we both kidnapped?
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Whoawhoawhoa. Less questions, more dealing with the crowd!
How about we handle this mess, then we have a talk somewhere where people aren't suddenly going all homicidal, huh?
[Because he has a million questions to configure with what Gwen's told him.
And he really would like to not have his brain melt between webbing up people.]
... Also watch the pecs, they deploy miniature airbags.
[He thwips into the air, leaving Miles to figure out if that's true or not.
(It isn't.)]
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. . .
Yep. Sure is Peter B. Parker. He's just imagining the spider-gut on him now. ]
No, yeah, you're right, that's probably a good idea.
[ ... miniature airbags? What?
Miles moves to follow him, taking a similar path, only to pause and web someone with a knife to a wall. ]
Do you have a plan other than 'web everyone looking to murder up?' Don't get me wrong it's a good plan, I just think it could use some work.
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[He thwips around, kicking one dude down just before he can bury a machete into someone's back. You're welcome, unkind citizen, just throw your own knife at me like you're mad I saved your life! Great talk!]
Once we have them webbed up, we need to get them away from each other; they might be effected by something supernatural right now! Something we can't necessarily fight head-on! [SPIDER KICK, SPIDER PUNCH, SPIDER FLIP AND DIP.] UH! Pretend it's a villain's superpower, but without the actual villain being around to kick in the head. That kinda problem!
[But hey, kid, he's more than cool with any new ideas.]
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Uuuh.
[ Miles pauses, because Peter is definitely laying a lot of information on him and expecting him to roll with it. ]
You realize none of that -- what you just said -- is normal right? You can't just say stuff like that like it's -- [ Spider sense!!! Miles flips out of the way of a knife swipe. Thwip thwip and the guy is disarmed and his hands are glued to his chest. Have fun waiting hours for that to wear off, buddy.
He gives Peter a look, a very flat one, that he's not sure his suit is portraying or not, but it's there!!! And then he's back on the ceiling and crawling away.
... See ya, dude. Deuces. You got this... ]
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[ Miles crawls over to another, before reaching out and
zap!!!
Suddenly it's springing to life too, sending water down below on the people below, causing various noises of distaste and just as Miles had hoped, people are beginning to file outside. Miles heads to another to repeat the action. Sorry, Peter, you're a casualty of icy cold water.
God, he's really banking on the idea that this is some evil haunted hotel and people just need to leave... Peter said supernatural. Either way, it'll get the people not hell-bent on hurting one another out. ]
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[And hey! That's cool, though! The kid must have some spider-gadgets lie the ones he left back home — man, he sure wishes he had the tech for all of his favorites, like the taser web. Whatever the case, it's good to see the kid acting so quickly on his feet. Some of the people still seem more eager to just... fight in icy cold water, mild you, but the idea's solid enough that a some break up and rush out like dogs pulled apart from a fight.]
Good job, Spider-Man! Keep it up!
[Peter shoots webs as people leave, webs that keep the doors open permanently; after that, it's just a matter of grabbing people who aren't rushing out by the back of their coats or belts and throwing them out into the snow like they'e a bowling ball. Worse comes to worst, he'll just start splitting up murderous party-goers outside.]
I can handle the rest in here — think you can go outside and start webbing up any bleeding wounds?! There are probably plenty of confused and injured people out there!
[He just figures Miles is 100% trained and skilled enough as Spider-Man to administer first aid. How long were you Spider-Man again? Hope you're not squeamish.]
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Thanks! [ Oh, praise, that's cool, he's not 100% pleased by that at all... ] You're doing awesome too, Spider-Man! [ Will things get confusing with the double Spider-Mans?
But then Peter asks that and it's like a record scratch. Any sort of good feeling he'd had being able to keep up kinda with this Peter, any of the pride at being complimented goes out the door with the guys that Peter's tossing outside.
No, no. He's got this. It's cool. He's got... this. Web up bleeding wounds. That's... easy right... Just... web them? It's not like brain surgery... ]
Uh. Yeah, sure, man. [ Does he sound sure, he's not sure he sounds sure... Before Peter can call him out on that tho he's out the door.
He can do this!!! He's Spider-Man now!
It isn't until he's face to face with someone with a huge stab wound that is bleeding like crazy that he begins internally chanting I can't do this... I can't do this... I can't do this!
Thwip... Oh... Okay... maybe that worked? Did that work? He looks from the webbed up injury to the injured person... looking just as... impressed with him as he feels... ] You should probably get to the hospital before that wears off...
[ I can do this... I can do this... I can do this!
Miles finds the next person, holding their side, and after explaining he can help and web it up so it stops bleeding... They oblige and show him the wound and.... oh god is that bone????
God... That is a lot of blood...
Is the world spinning? Is it just him... ]
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If Miles is as fresh as Peter's starting to suspect, it's better not to have him in direct danger here. Some of these people hypnotized into fighting are definitely not just civilian-types — some are really, really good at fighting. By the time the inside is secured, Spider-Man's got a cut on his bicep but is otherwise untouched.
Phew.
As Miles' world spins a little, a hand grips his shoulder, steadying him.]
Doing great. C'mon, kiddo, don't pass out on me, I get lonely. [He crawls in on a knee to assess the wound, gloved hands on the civilian's chest and shoulder to keep them steadied.] You're gonna alright; just lay back, and help's on the way. Spider-Man, hey — close your eyes, ears on. Broken bones? Movies tell you to just pop it back into place. Movies are super wrong — the best you can do is splint any broken bones as they are and let a doctor handle it later. Alright?
[He talks to the person on the ground a bit, as he webs up a splint and staunches the bleeding; when they're as helped as they can manage, Peter turns himself toward the kid, hesitant.]
You got a place to stay yet in town, Spider-Man?
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Just breathe. Miles tries to focus on Peter's words, managing a small huff at the joke.
Yeah, this definitely isn't the Peter he'd befriended. He sounds more like...
He listens to Peter's commands, further listening to what he has to say while he tries to calm himself down. Those are exactly the words Miles wants to hear -- don't try to putz with it and just splint and let the doctor do the hard work.
Miles opens his eyes to watch Peter web up a splint before turning his attention closer to Peter himself. Watching him instead of the gore.
And then Peter's turning to look at him and he straightens up, feeling like he's been caught misbehaving or something. ] Uh. I don't know. I woke up in a house but it's not mine. I didn't touch anything. Well... I had an apple but I left like ten dollars. I was really hungry. [ Is Miles talking faster and faster? ] I mean, I didn't break in or anything. I just woke up there. [ So... He didn't collect anything out of his blessings basket other than an apple... ]
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Alright, alright, it's okay; I know you didn't, promise. [Looking around, he sees that there's still a number of people left to be tended to. After a moment, he nods, confirming something to himself.] ... Okay. I'll wrap up here while you get that basket, okay? Stick to the roads, and go straight to 23 Blackwood Run. You got it? There's a map in the basket, if you're get turned around.
I'll be back within the hour — then I'll tell you anything you need to know, if you'd rather get it from me than the letter. And I'm betting you'll have a lot to tell me that I'll have no clue about, too.
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... Just don't trip over anything.