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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!
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.
All affects from the food will wear off within about an hour if you’ve only had a bite — or they could last up to twelve if you really stuffed yourself. Please be sure to obtain OOC permission from any players for the brain and eyeball prompts!
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.
nor beast nor kin
Of course, the sound of screaming causes her to flinch, looking wildly around for the source. She gauges the path before her, then sprints across the pavement, trying to avoid the pools of blood and maggots writhing and snapping at her feet as she passes by. When she skids to a halt at the entrance of the alleyway, she's greeted with three maggots encircling an unfortunate soul with some unfortunate facial hair.
Shit. Weapons. What the hell does she have in terms of weapons?]
Heads up!
[There's a dull thunk as a rusty can smacks against the maggot standing in front of Harry. The can then clatters to the ground and the maggot lets out a horrible spitting noise, reeling back and turning towards the entrance. Ripley stands there for a moment before snapping at the man--]
Move, dammit!
omg it's ripley. mega super throwback
(Quantity of style. Not quality.)
The maggot voices its displeasure at Ripley's addition to the encounter. But not for long. A moment later the man's prybar meets its head from behind. The blow is accompanied by a disgusting squelching sound, quick and sudden, the creature and its attacker equally surprised at this turn of events. But the maggot falls to the ground unmoving.
It takes him a moment to shrug off the shock at this heavenly turn of events. Hey! He took out the maggot! That's some heroic shit, right?
It's with that in mind that he heroically runs away from the remain two. One of them leaps at him, which narrowly misses, and then he's barreling down the alleyway toward his savior.]
I'm moving, I'm moving! [He yells at her, flailing his arms to encourage her to move as well. He's grinning. Like an idiot.]
yes !! also glad to see ppl rping from disco elysium
Ripley glances back to make sure the stranger is alright, and...he seems oddly happy for someone who was just about to be chewed on by maggots.
No, not happy. Grins don't always mean happy. It's an expression that indicates...
....
Indicates something, that's for sure.]
You--
[Ripley slips on a rotting organ and stumbles, falling forward and catching herself with her hand. A nearby pile of flesh wriggles as another maggot appears before her, its mandibles snapping in the air. She lets out a startled yelp, trying to make some distance between herself and the monster.]
omg i just finished the game and i love it so much...
Shh. That is a secret.
Actually, the grin is for the ladies, you know. In other circumstances she would be kind of attracted to him. Promise.]
Shit.
[He whirls back toward her as she slips, some primitive part of his brain calling upon dormant primate communal mentality. He won't leave her. He draws a bottle from within the folds of his blazer (he had one in there, yes) and throws it at the creature. It shatters on the pavement about a foot short of the maggot, but at least it sends shards of glass at the creature. By pure luck one of these catches the beast in a beady green eye. It recoils and hisses furiously, momentarily distracted.]
Motherfucker!
[He's partly yelling at the creature, but also partly yelling because he accidentally threw his good bottle of booze rather than the cheap beer one (he has one of those in the blazer too, yes.) The sweet alcoholic nectar is splattered all over the street, streaming away and mingling with blood...
He bends down to her, grabbing her arm to help her onto her feet.]
Come on! Run, lady!
no subject
The maggot attempts to give chase, but the booze and glass on the ground seems to inhibit it. As its flesh makes contact with the alcohol, it lets out another shriek and bunches itself up, cringing away from the source of pain.
There--over there! A bar, preferably without organs inside. She gestures for the stranger to follow as she dashes across the street, slamming open the door and stumbling inside. The bartender briefly glances towards the door, unimpressed, before going right back to mixing drinks.]
Jesus Christ. [--Is all she can manage for a few moments as she catches her breath. She moves to rub her face, but then stops when she sees the blood on her hand.
She feels like she might be sick. Ripley closes her eyes, trying to wipe her hands on the wall behind her. Hopefully, the employees won't mind.]
What the actual fuck is going on out there?
[As if this man would know anything about the situation....]
no subject
It's the End. [He gasps the words out as he straightens.] We're entering the apocalypse. Those maggots, they're the harbingers of the final doom. [He says it with so much certainty that it really must be true. Obviously destiny has chosen this disheveled, badly-dressed man as its prophet. His attention strays away from his divine duty and toward the bar however, and the multitude of bottles behind it.]
I think that man can tell us more. [He gestures toward the bartender.] He looks smart.
[...Really. That's why he wants to talk to him. Information is key. He starts leading the way toward the bar.]
Come on.