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theianmods ([personal profile] theianmods) wrote in [community profile] theianooc2017-09-15 12:00 am
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Test Drive Meme #2

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~ Comment to this post with your character's name and canon in the subject line ~
~ Choose from your favorite scenarios and have at it ~
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i. WELCOME HOME
So you've made it home without being maimed, mauled, or otherwise lost! Isn't that lovely? You've scoped out your room and everything seems to be in some strange kind of order. There's a distinctly lived in sort of feel about the whole of the house with every basic amenity afforded it, but what's this? What's that? What are these other doors beyond the usual staples of a living room, bathrooms, and the like? What, you didn't think you lived all by yourself, did you? Say "hi" to your roommate! Or perhaps they're just more family that you've forgotten you had?


ii. BUMP IN THE NIGHT
For whatever reason, you find yourself too far from home to return safely before nightfall, which leaves you with two options. You can either brave the vicious creatures that rise from the swamp when the sun sets or try in vain to hide in one of the rundown buildings scattered throughout the town. There are no locks and no more than a few panes of glass or wood between you and that which roams the streets. Or perhaps, by chance, you've lucked out and are close enough to the Library to seek shelter. For even if you are being chased, the moment any creature steps within a few feet of its walls, they burst into flames and die. How fortunate for you! Now, please mind your manners. You wouldn't want to activate the protections of the location and find yourself out on your butt with the monsters, would you?


iii. MIRROR MIRROR
It's a flickering icon that catches your attention in the centermost piece of the smooth surface that appears as some strange sort of screen. Touch it and the surface of the mirror ripples and reveals what appears to be some sort of interactive message board that appears to be going so strong. Perhaps you aren't so alone after all. Will you reach out through a post to the network?


iv. NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST
The sun has finally risen and you know what that means! Time to go exploring! With eighty percent of the town burned down or otherwise uninhabitable, there are lots of places to go wandering in search of answers and items. Too bad you're more likely to find a bunch of junk and more questions than answers, but you know what they say: "One man's trash is another man's treasure." From suspiciously human bones to broken old appliances to priceless jewelry and everything in between, if it's something someone would have in a house or shop, there's a good chance you can find it charred and-or buried somewhere around town.

Why don't you take a look around?


v. WILD CARD
Alternatively, feel free to choose your own adventure and do something else within the setting!
sharktrash: (smirk // varia quality)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2017-09-18 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ah. One of those types. Well, Squalo could respect boy bands for inducing mass hysteria on teenage girls and suckering them out of their pocket money with merchandise - as long as he didn't need to see or hear them. Of course, the circumstances change some things here. He's annoyed someone's used him for protection without begging him for it, but the generous compliments make up for that. ]

And you'll never see another. [ Modesty is a virtue, FOR CHUMPS. ] It's not "unnecessary", it's "superior". If you knew shit about combat, you'd know how may swordsmen laid down their lives because their grip had faltered. [ There's more to it than that, obviously, but whatever. ]
finethanks: (☆ 35)

[personal profile] finethanks 2017-09-18 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
It's true that I'm no expert in combat, so I'll rely on you for that.

[Because, he's still going to fight off monsters, right? Thanks. Back when he tried to learn how to wield knives and things himself, his grip was his weakest point, considering his body, so he guesses he can understand.]

After all, you didn't leave a single one alive. I feel almost as safe beside you as I would in my own room.
sharktrash: (neutral // unimpressed)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2017-09-18 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Squalo just makes a noise of agreement, because damn right he's the expert here. Still, why was this guy being so friendly? Did his life mean so much to him? ]

Right. Don't get in my way or you'll join them.

[ Just in case, you know, he was starting to get Ideas. Still, it was possible he'd been around longer. Maybe he had information. ]

What do you know about this place?
finethanks: (☆ the sparkling rainbow)

[personal profile] finethanks 2017-09-20 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Not much at all, unfortunately. You see, this is the third place I've ended up in outside of my own world, but it's the first that is attempting to claim it's been my home all along. I wonder what the purpose for that is?

They're doing that for you as well, aren't they?

[He's wanting to gather information just as much, honestly.]
sharktrash: (blank // this hangover is killing me)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2017-09-20 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Juuuust gonna rudely talk over your question, sorry. ]

Third? Care to elaborate?

[ This was starting to sound like one hell of a headache situation. And apparently this was a thing that could happen... quite a lot. What the fuck. ]

[ There's something moving in the darkness, and he keeps an eye on it, though he doesn't look particularly concerned. Another dozen of shambling corpses, nothing to write home about. ]