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NOVEMBER TEST DRIVE MEME

NOVEMBER 2019 TEST DRIVE MEME

Welcome to November's Test Drive Meme! This month's Test Drive's theme is: DEATH/ZOMBIE HORROR.

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: Possible mild cannibalism, organs (including pictures of fake food that looks like organs), mutant insect in linked picture, blood, sensations of starvation, possible binge eating, possible binge drinking.
Don't forget to tag content whenever necessary. Have fun!

Prompt One
Prompt Two
Character Arrival
Master Navigation

NOT BEAST NOR KIN

The blood and organs that have been festering in the ground and walls of Deerington seem to not only be attracting rats at this point, but something far more dangerous and... just plain gross. These deadly looking maggots are roughly the size of an average human. They’re slithering in an out of the ground, filling up holes where some organs seem to have burst open, or writhing around in the wake of the red waves that have left bloody puddles in the street. If you keep your distance, they’re mostly just disgusting to watch, adding to the feeling of utter decay that the town has gone into.

But those who wander too close or who are unfortunate enough to go by a nest of these maggots without noticing could end up swarmed. They can leap farther than something that large should physically be capable of and the sharp teeth on the end of their bodies will pierce through even the toughest of skin and bone. Once they latch on, they won’t let go; not until they’ve finished their meal. If you aren’t quick, the blood loss will be, and you could end up an evening snack for a whole group of these creatures.

They are fairly easy to kill, luckily. Average weapons seem to take them down or you can smash their heads (if you can call it that) with a few good stomps from a boot. The only trouble is how quick they move and how strong they are; you might need to call for help to get away from them when you get cornered by too many of these monsters.

ALL YOU CAN EAT

Maggots aren’t the only things that want to eat, though! And it seems that the community center is aware of that as well. Advertisements are strewn all over town for an all you can eat buffet that will be set up, not even an entrance fee required (though donations are welcome at the door if you’re feeling generous). No one in their right mind would want to go and get food from a party into Deerington at this point though, right? Of course not. You’re way too clever for that.

Except that as the party draws closer, anyone who saw the advertisements will find themselves slowly feeling like they’re starving. There’s a hallow belly feeling that no amount of food you consume will ever be able to fill. It feels like you might go crazy from how bad the hunger gets, craving something to fill your stomach, anything... And in the back of your mind, you might remember the buffet. You might start to feel a strange realization that the food they’re offering will actually help get rid of your cravings and you’ll be drawn to the party no matter how adamant you’ve been that it’s not a good idea.

The spread they offer isn’t something that should be appetizing to most on a regular basis; raw, very clearly human organs are laid out across the table on fairly decorative plates. A fountain of what looks like blood is put up in place of chocolate for you to dip your food into. No matter how disgusted you might normally feel, you find yourself practically drooling at the mouth and you’re quick to grab a plate and dive in.

At least the drinks look like they’re normal; sodas, beer, wine, champagne, and liquors ready to create your favorite cocktails. A menu will give you an idea of what pairs best with each organ, so make sure you select something that goes perfectly with your plate of intestines.

What would a Deerington party be without something tricky attached to all this. Even the smallest bites of any of the organs will offer sudden changes to the consumer, each power growing stronger the more that you eat.

Eating BRAINS will make it so that you are able to hear another person’s thoughts. Anyone standing near by, really. They’ll trickle in slowly at first, but the more that you eat, the more you’ll hear, and eventually it could become overwhelming. Sometimes you can focus in on just one person if you stare at them intently, but that could make you look like a creep. Maybe you should just go somewhere quiet until it passes.

Eating a HEART will make you feel compelled to confess your emotions to someone. Maybe a specific person or maybe it’s towards a complete stranger, but you just want to get everything out onto the table. You’re overcome with feelings so strong you don’t know how to contain them anymore and you’ve just got to get them out somehow.

Eating LIVER will cause you to want to drink. A lot. You might find that you’re not able to get enough, even. It doesn’t make you immune to the alcohol though, so it’s got the potential to lead some pretty nasty alcohol poisoning if you aren’t careful. Characters who usually can’t get drunk will find that consuming liver makes them a total lightweight. Woops. Better have someone help you walk home.

Eating the STOMACH will make you want to eat everything. You’ll no longer feel starving, but you just want to taste any food that’s near you, and you won’t stop no matter how full you feel. It’s not just organs, but any food consumed outside of the buffet. It might be a bad time to go to Peter’s Pizza for a late night meal.

Eating INTESTINES will give you an abundance of courage. You’ll find that you’ve got guts you never knew you had and it might make you willing to go tell your crush how you feel about them, or tell off that one guy who’s been pissing you off for weeks, or maybe you might start to think it’s cool to go scale a building or fight a monster when you don’t have any skill sets to actually take one down. Hopefully you don’t do anything you’ll regret in the morning— assuming you don’t get yourself killed doing something stupid, of course.

Eating EYEBALLS will allow you to obtain the memory of the first person that you touch. Depending on how much you’ve eaten, you may just see a small snippet or you could get sucked in to a full and heavy flashback. The memory will feel like it takes place in real time, but by the time that it’s over, you’ll find that whoever you touched is only just starting to ask you what’s wrong — or tell you to watch where you’re going, buster.

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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[ It says something to his state that Percival doesn't recognize the other. Too consumed with the burning in his lungs, the tiredness in his legs and the helplessness that came with having his weakened magic no longer even reliable. And far more concerned with trying to stop the streets filling with more bodies.

Possibly with his own. Percival is gaunt; a hair more pallid than usual, enough to make the bags under his eyes more prominent—almost a ghost of the man one would call Percival Graves. But he's very real, like the disbelief that finds his haggard face at the sight before him. ]

Theseus, [ He utters in a hushed tone, clear in his dubiety about all this. As if to rid himself of that doubt he steps forward, raising a hand as if to reach out and prove it himself. ] Are you— [ But he stops, halts on a half step and moves his hand to press over his mouth.

Dark, sharp eyes look him over, with a slight shake of his head. The perception of reality has been such a fickle thing for him lately and in this place, like before, he's not sure the other is really there with him.

It takes him a moment to find the words and while they might be quiet they're calm. Practiced. ] Is it you?

(ooc: Not to worry, I'm totally down for a few headcanons! c: )

[Alice's abrupt answer takes the wind out of Zelda's sails a little. And ... well, maybe it's not so unreasonable to refuse. She lowers the phone in her hands, feeling slightly abashed.]

Of course not - I'm sorry, it was rather forward of me, wasn't it?

[Her excitement gets the better of her, sometimes. At least she wouldn't ask a stranger to do some of the other things she's wanted to test in the past. Like eating frogs.]

You were just the first person I saw.

[It's easy to be enthusiastic about something like the FLUID, despite all her worries. She's glad to find Yang is of the same mind - and oh, how interesting.]

The Scrolls? Then you have something similar to this in your world? I have something known as a Sheikah Slate that can capture images like the FLUID, though it can't do movement.

[That had been exciting: to find a function she had never even thought was possible. Her phone might already have a dozen videos on it of completely random things taken while she was testing it out.]

It really is! Even if that's the only function that's similar to the Slate, I'm impressed with what it can do. I feel like I have a lot to learn still.

[It's hard not to stare at Larxene's casual grab for the plate and its contents. So far she had averted her eyes from those who had been eating from the tables, but it's not so easy to do when they're right next to you. And her cavalier attitude - it was so jarring.]

It'll get -- cold? [She sounds a bit faint, but a lot incredulous.] It's raw. Surely it's already cold.

[Zelda's going to focus on that instead of the invitation. She's still resisting the temptation.]

𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒕.
( if she had anything remotely resembling an appetite, the spread would probably be pretty damn stomach churning. as it is, the dead don't have much use for eating. they don't really have much use for drinking either, but that hasn't stopped laura from downing two glasses of scotch, currently nursing her throat. the taste isn't that far off from motor oil, but that's the only thing that stops it tasting like water.

she's been sizing up the table for a while now, only bothering to approach with that third drink firmly in hand. )

They really go all out here, huh? ( is she talking to someone nearby? herself? there isn't much difference really, and she didn't care when she was alive. ) Shit almost looks real.

( plucking an eye from the table, she holds it up not far from her own, rolling it between her fingers speculatively. ) Feels pretty real too. ( she's had a lot of experience with body parts lately.

squeezing it between thumb and forefinger, it pops with a sickening little splat. laura barely flinches, only wipes her hands off on her tattered dress with a scowl before downing the rest of her drink. )

𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒏.
( look, she just came out here for a fucking cigarette and a break from the zombie smorgasbord. it didn't seem like too much to ask for, after waking up in the goddamn bates motel. so she's strolling down the street minding her own business, as much as laura moon ever does, when she steps off the curb and nearly trips over the tremors reject.

which is annoying enough on it's own, but the startled little gasp that slips out lets the cigarette fall from between her lips and now she's pissed. )

So what the fuck are you supposed to be, anyway? Sandworm? Tremors reject? ( toeing at it with her boot, she's only slightly less surprised when one end rears up and...- are those teeth?! )

Fuck you! ( shouted as she instinctively kicks it into the nearest building, more than a little pleased when it bursts in a spray of blood. she's never been great at letting sleeping dogs lie. if that term doesn't apply to gods, it sure as shit doesn't apply to oversize maggots either.

except now there are more of them, she counts three at least, and while laura might not exactly look scared, she still takes a step backward. gaining a little ground for the fight, because all of a sudden she really wants to fight something, and these little assholes look ready and willing. )

You might be ugly as shit, but I'm pretty sure I've puked up worse than you in the past week, so let's go.

𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒅.
( i'm up for anything! don't like either of the starters, or have an idea for your own? throw it at me! )

[On her first pass by Nadass, Zelda doesn't notice her. She was too focused on getting another drink from the table to pay attention to much else. Ever since eating that liver and quieting her stomach she had wanted to wash away the taste of it, the memory. She hadn't succeeded yet.

But now as she walks back with a glass in hand she does see Nadass -- and hears her cries. Oh, the poor woman. Rushing over Zelda kneels beside her, her free hand hovering in the air between them.]

Are you -- it's all right. We're all a little scared, I'm sure. Do you want me to sit with you?

[It had been a bit of time since he had seen Percival. Months ago, he thinks, and he hadn't been very good with keeping up with the other. And he may have avoided the other a bit for a plethora of reason.

He can't help but panic just a tad as he clicks his tongue to get Lilac to come back to him. He holds his hand out and she curls back into a cocoon and disappears in his coat sleeve.] Mr. Grave- Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry. [Thoughts about how Percival has previously confiscated his case and the hope the other doesn't take his creatures away (which is kind of silly because they're not even home) before his thoughts seem to screech at a halt.]

[A stray thought of Wait, Newton? and he looks at the other quite surprised.]

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[The last time they had spoken, the other had referred to him as Mr. Scamander. He's completely thrown for a loop because the other seems confused to see him here too. Which would make no sense unless-]

Did... Did you just arrive?

[Right. He should help the other up. He holds his hand out to Percival to help him back to his feet.

So, I'm supposed to just accept this and live my life like this isn't wrong and strange and I don't have things I'm supposed to be doing back home?

Yeah, but I was...cruel.

( there were ways, he knows, to tell someone no without being awful and mean. but alec lightwood wasn't really soft and he doesn't know how to let someone down easy especially when he hadn't wanted to let that someone down at all. not really. )

I just — I wanted to help my family.

( they were the most important thing to him for so long. he thought it was his duty to do whatever he had to to keep them afloat. )

(( OOC: Homerun-chan comes from the end of Rebellion. ))

NOR BEAST NOR KIN

[ The sound of gunfire reverberates thorough the streets as Homura riddles with bullets a group of oversized maggots lounging themselves her way. Her expression is dispassionate, if slightly grossed out. She jumps back several feet, guns akimbo, and guns down a few more, but apparently there's a never ending stream of them coming after her now. Something about rattling a nest, most likely. ]

Tch.

I don't have time for you.

[ Homura drops the empty handguns to the ground and seemingly pulls out an automatic rifle (AUG, for those gun-savvy) out of nowhere. She gets to work right away.

Yeah, this be a bit of a bizarre sight for some people. How often do you see a 14 year old handling firearms like a well seasoned pro? ]

NETWORK

un: homura

You better not be behind this, Incubator.

[ Well, that makes a lot of sense, right? ]

WILDCARD

[ Homura can be found sulking in the most unconventional (and conventional places). Atop rooftops, on a park bench, by a hill, atop a streetlight? She always looks extremely bored and apathetic though, sometimes throwing her long silky hair back as more of an afterthought, an unconscious reflex of sorts.

Whatever the case, if you're not particularly good at stealth she'll have a handgun trained at you before you can even open your mouth, so maybe consider your words carefully? ]

Edited 2019-10-29 12:55 (UTC)

[ooc: Lucille is a terrible, terrible person, and can be prone to violence and abusive tendencies. She'll likely be very careful, for now. But please feel free to message me with any questions/concerns/topics to avoid.]

1. Arrival

[The shovel had struck her quickly. She didn’t hear the sickening crunch of metal against bone. It had been a clean blow, and Lucille’s world had suddenly gone dark. For how long, she didn't know.

But then she'd had the peculiar dream…

A most peculiar dream.

She awoke to dreadful music. Her eyes fluttered open, and for a long moment, she could only lay there, wondering how she was still conscious. That blow to her head had been devastating. And yet, somehow she was breathing. And everything around her felt real. Disorientation and confusion lingered, even as she picked herself up and immediately stepped outside, ignoring everything as she stumbled out onto the street. She was quite the sight, her long, dark hair disheveled and her billowing nightgown stained with blood. Her face and hands were streaked with it too. But she only had one thing on her mind...]

Edith? [She called out, her steps slow and cautious. She hoped that the silly girl had succumbed to her injuries and that she’d found herself in this place too. The desire for revenge still coursed through her, and Lucille knew that it would for as long as she breathed. Her hatred for Edith could not be quelled. The memory of her made Lucille seethe with rage. She was aware of how she looked to anyone who stumbled across her, covered in blood and far from presentable. But she would come up with a story for anyone who asked. She always did.]

Edith, darling? [Her voice softened, feigning concern and fear. Her feet dragged across the ground. She waited.]

2. 2. All You Can Eat

[It didn't take Lucille long to realize just how famished she was, and her hunger intensified as she got closer to the party. She had seen some dreadful things in her time, but the offerings on the table were enough to make even her stomach churn. And yet, she still had a nagging desire to give in and try something. She knew she should have been much more repulsed than she felt, staring down at all of the glistening, fresh organs on offer. Casually, she stabbed an eyeball with a silver fork, curiously observing the veins and the coloration before placing it in her mouth.]

Oh. That is... [She didn't want to say good. Lucille, who was still wearing a blood-stained nightgown, and hadn't had a chance to wash the blood from her face and arms, did not want to say that the eyeball tasted good.]

That is repulsive.

I don't think anyone wants to be here.

At least you asked.

[ That counts. ]

I take it you don't have smartphones where you're from? FLUIDs are advanced even for my world.

[ Homura will conveniently get message from a un: floraltea. ]

Don't worry; it's not him. I've been searching for him to be safe, but Kyuubey doesn't seem to be involved.

Shut up, you're attracting their attention.

[ Homura breezes past her, machine gun at the ready. She unleashes the full clip on the maggots, taking out the ones at the front. She then quickly lobs a couple of incendiary grenades, torching several more, but also making a barrier of sorts to keep them at bay. ]

We should get out of here, more will come soon.

Tomoe-san.

[ This isn't a question. ]

He's good at hiding if he needs to.

Have you been long here? What's the last thing you remember?

It's true. But this place has its own magic as well. What happens here is because of it and not him I assure you.

Well... last thing I remember is defeating your witch form, Akemi-san, and as the Labyrinth was disappearing, I woke up here instead of home.

[Well, well... Now that's a presence she hadn't expected to see again. But she had, hadn't she? She'd know that magical signature anywhere, even if something about this place seems to be muddying the waters - throwing it just that little bit off.

She offers an easy grin, taking another bite out of a candy bar as she stares down the barrel of the gun. The top of a streetlight, hm...?]

You really suck at this.

[She'll let Homura decide what this is.]</smalli

I see. I suppose it wouldn't be possible even for him and his ilk to trap us in yet another illusion of sorts so quickly. There also seems to be people from different worlds, or at least they claim that.

I see.

[ All in all, it would've been better if Mami had come from a time after Homura had done her move, but she can use this as well. ]

I remember breaking the isolation barrier on my Soul Gem.

[ That's not a lie, right?]

[ Homura considers her for a moment before lowering her gun. ]

Sakura-san.

[ She's just going to stare her down from her perch, by the way. Maybe she'll jump down soon? Maybe. ]

Seems you have been caught up here as well.

You and Kaname-san took care of them pretty well together. I'm sure he's licking his wounds.

[ Totally not a lie! ]

I see... then how are you feeling, Akemi-san? I have a spare grief cubes still if you need to use them at my home.

I realize I still need to offer my apologies for the troubles I've caused you all.

[ Which... isn't really a lie either. It's just totally inconsequential to her by now.

The other line makes her smirk. She's beyond grief cubes. She's beyond everything, but she can't just go and reveal herself, can she. ]

No need to worry, Tomoe-san. I find myself completely recovered.

Have you seen anyone else around?

No apologies needed. None of us we're in our right minds then.

[ Mami may have acted... a little irrationally herself. ]

Really? That's good though. Still my home is open to you if you need somewhere to say.

I've been by myself for about two months now.

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NOT BEAST NOR KIN

ALL YOU CAN EAT

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