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SEPTEMBER 2020 TEST DRIVE MEME




SEPTEMBER 2020 TEST DRIVE MEME









Welcome to September's Test Drive Meme! This month's Test Drive's theme is: CHILDREN/YOUNG ADULT 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: Evil dollhouses, potential body horror (turning into a doll), heights, pranks with the potential to cause harm, some stalking vibes
Don't forget to tag content whenever necessary. Have fun!











THE EVIL DOLLHOUSE


When you wake up, you find you're not in your own bed, your own room, or even your own house. The room is well decorated, almost Victorian in fashion. The bed is pretty uncomfortable and you're not even sure the mattress is a real mattress. The chairs look like they might be made of plastic and the doors are flimsy. But it might not be what catches your eye, especially if you look out the window.

Through the clear panes (which also seem to be plastic), you will notice you do not see the town of Deerington, or even the outdoors at all. You see a living room that feels larger than life. There aren't any people in it, but as you look around at the fake looking furnishings and the strange view, you might be hit with a realization: you're inside a dollhouse.

The dollhouse has three floors for those who explore; the second floor you woke up on has two bedrooms and a fake little bathroom, all decorated in the same Victorian dollhouse style as the room you originally found yourself in. The bottom floor has a cute little kitchen with small porcelain dolls sitting around the table, a living room with all the basic furniture one would expect to find (in fact, it looks a great deal like the living room outside the windows), and an office filled with books that can't actually be pulled out of the shelves. On the very top floor is an attic. It's dusty and filled with broken toy beds and chairs, a few shattered doll pieces, and on the far wall you'll see another bookshelf. All seems... fairly standard, really, if you're used to seeing dollhouses.

But what there doesn't appear to be is an exit.

While searching, you may run into another Sleeper. A friend or a stranger, it's clear you're both stuck here together. And the longer the time ticks by, the more concerning things get. You might not notice at first, but anyone inside the dollhouse starts slowly... changing.
It seems to go at a different pace for everyone, but the results are always the same. Your skin will start to become porcelain, your cheeks more rosy, your clothes made of cheaper cloth material, your joints become stiffer, and your eyes will start to become more and more glass like. If you don't get out of the dollhouse soon, it's clear that you may become the next doll at the kitchen table.

Searching the house again may feel fruitless, but keen observers may find light scratches on the floor in front of the bookshelf in the attic. Maybe they were like that because of someone moving things around or maybe there's a reason. If you decide to eventually pull the bookshelf aside, there will be a large door in the wall. It may seem strange, given that the wall only leads to the outside, but it's the only door to the outside that actually opens. You expect it to open up into the living room, but instead you'll see the grass of the park below. Far below. It's likely you could get hurt jumping, especially if you've started to turn to porcelain, but what other choice do you have?

Once characters take the plunge, they will find that they land rather softly in the grass, despite how high the jump may have seemed. As soon as you are out of the dollhouse, your body will have returned to complete normal.

And the house with the dollhouse in the living room will be nowhere in sight.


THOSE PESKY KIDS


You start off thinking maybe you're just forgetful and moved minor pieces around in your house without paying attention. You might think you're just seeing strange things out of the corner of your eye, because why wouldn't you? It's Deerington. Things are always strange. But each day, there's something weirder going on. Small objects might turn into entire rooms being rearranged, strange sightings out of the corner of your eye might turn into you swearing you saw a lake monster running through the street, and you swear you can hear the rattling of chains or the sounds of someone telling you to leave echoing in your house at night or following you down the street.

A haunting seems plausible. It wouldn't be the first time in Deerington. But no amount of herbs burned, or exorcisms performed, or chants and spell cast will make these things go away. In fact, they seem to just becoming more and more frequent, and more and more intense. Eventually, the strange creatures you see running around may start to try and attack you. They may start to try and kill you. But they always run off before you can attack back or show yourself to be stronger than them. It's probably the first time the monsters have ever been so easily scared.

Anyone who looks into it further may start to find weird clues lying around after a monster has been chased off. Footprints that don't look quite monster-like, tapes or records that when played will make strange rattling sounds like the chains you've been hearing, a piece of rubber that looks a lot like the monsters skin... Huh. The more you follow the clues, the more they'll lead you towards the answer to your dilemmas; these aren't hauntings.

They're pranks.

People can work together to catch a monster or ghost (or killing it, if you decide to); catching them will lead to them getting quite flustered and angry, struggling to get away. Pull off the mask or the sheet and underneath you'll find... a very disgruntled townsperson. Maybe your business was taking too much money away from theirs and they were hoping you'd close down with enough scares, maybe you talked back to them one time and they were looking for revenge, maybe you ruined their house or garden when you were fighting the things in Deerington that actually try to kill you, or maybe they were just having some "harmless" fun; they all have a different excuse, but they're clearly angry about getting caught.

They woulda gotten away with it if it weren't for you pesky Sleepers, after all.



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.
lightthedarkness: (Sailor Moon) (Hm I wonder)

[personal profile] lightthedarkness 2020-08-29 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Uwaaah! You're so cool! [Seriously! He says it so simply! Like he was talking about the weather!

At his question she nods.
]

Oh ah, yeah. Pretty much... everywhere? Or nearly everywhere? And definitely every month. But we have nice ghosts and mean ghosts. Like, a really nice ghosts hold a concert to chase off the sound monsters.

We have monsters galore too.
finaletea: (Wink)

I.B

[personal profile] finaletea 2020-08-30 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ When she and Madoka reunited, Mami offered to take her to the store with her. She knows how disorienting arriving in this town can be, so she wants to try and make it as easy as possible for Madoka. She's grabbing what she needs for herself when she catches the other girl looking at the chocolate. With a smile, she approaches. ]

Pick whatever you like, Kaname-san. It's my treat today. And here-

[ She pulls a dark chocolate bar from the shelf. ]

These ones tend to be less sweet.
finaletea: (Nervous)

Doll House

[personal profile] finaletea 2020-08-30 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ This most definitely wasn't the place she expected to reunite with Sayaka, but she's not complaining for sure. Selfishly she's glad to not to be trapped in this situation alone. However, it does motivate her to find a way out faster; she needs to protect her underclassman.

Mami shake her head, crossing her arms. ]


Not yet. [ She catches a glimpse at her hands that as starting to change. ] We definitely need to hurry though.
truestrength: (59)

[personal profile] truestrength 2020-08-30 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ He nods, getting his sword out from the place he wedged it in on the window and sheathing it. If they can't get the window out, trying to barrel through a wall probably won't work either. ]

Yeah, probably. Let's look around for clues for any of these steps.

[ He starts walking around the attic, looking around. ]

I don't know if you tried looking downstairs, but I couldn't find anything useful down there.
laminae: (oh)

[personal profile] laminae 2020-08-30 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Aw, that's cute. They seem like really good friends.]

It's a whole town full of us. What was the last nightmare you got stuck in like?
arendelicious: (Default)

[personal profile] arendelicious 2020-08-30 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's just gonna focus on scratching behind Sven's ear, because this was not a particularly Good Time. ]

I only remember a little of it, but it was just being stuck in a world shaped by your worst fears with no escape. Not super creative, I guess, but the Nattmara only really cared about the energy it got from it.
rattailmom: (The Grandfurbaby)

[personal profile] rattailmom 2020-08-30 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
It takes only a split second - she had seen the figure out of the corner of her eye and recognized her - before Krolia turns to receive Chloe, her own arms coming up to wrap the much younger woman in an embrace.

Chloe might not have been her's by blood, but Krolia couldn't deny a sense of protectiveness that came over her when it came to the younger woman. After all, she was Keith's family as much as the Paladins were and she protected that which she loved - which extended to all of Keith's as well.

"Chloe," her voice is soft, welcoming. "I wish it was under better circumstances, but I'm glad to see you."
rattailmom: (I believe in you)

[personal profile] rattailmom 2020-08-30 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Shiro?

[ Oh thank goodness, there's still one voice of reason here. ]

I'm on my way to the house. I trust you and the others haven't moved at all since I left?
extroverting: (pic#14266698)

[personal profile] extroverting 2020-08-30 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
While Anna doesn't quite catch the look he gives her, the warmth of it is received in some unspoken manner. That was always the case when either of them would go off into their private world of quirks. She adored his as much as he adored hers. And that was just one thing on the list of reasons that she wore his engagement ring.

She blinks a couple of times and gives Kristoff a nod as he storms back into the store to collect the carrot loving thief. Under normal circumstances Sven would never be denied his favorite treat, but these were hardly normal circumstances and she'd also heard the rumors of cursed foods. The reminder though makes her grateful that she had found her blond haired mountain man before she'd backtracked to the nearest restaurant.

Once they are back at her side and Sven is joyfully greeting her she feels a calm wash over. Now this felt normal. Kristoff is scolding Sven and Sven is ignoring him to greet her more like a four hundred pound puppy than any reindeer, and she can't help but laugh. Momentarily the trouble they are in is forgotten as she scratches all over the fur on Sven's neck and muzzle in exactly the way she likes. She even lets him give her face a large lick which leaves her having to smooth down her hair as he loosens a few of the pinned strands.

"I missed you too." If only Elsa and Olaf were here, they'd be a full team and then they could really charge into the middle of this mess. There was no doubt in her mind that Deerington didn't stand a chance against her family; even if everything she'd heard would suggest the contrary.

When she's properly greeted Sven, she lets her petting slow to a simple scratch under his chin and turns her attention back to his well ruffled human. "I can't tell you how glad I am to see you boys." Another thought pops into her head. "I hope you haven't been here long. I woke up here this morning, but apparently there are people here who have been stuck for over two years! And no one at their homes even knows." Her brows furrowed as she thinks of Elsa, a knot in her stomach at the thought that her sister could be back home and completely oblivious to their plight.
Edited 2020-08-30 01:03 (UTC)
protectshope: (pic#14264321)

[personal profile] protectshope 2020-08-30 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Madoka flushes with embarrassment,] Ehehe... Caught me.

[She follows Mami's hands to the dark chocolate.]

Are you sure it's okay? I haven't really done anything to deserve a treat yet. I've barely even helped you with grocery shopping...
c24: (pic#7492089)

[personal profile] c24 2020-08-30 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Not a technology he's ever heard of. It could be government work, but they hardly have a budget big enough to supply their soldiers with working firearms, let alone combat suits. So, the obvious answer then is one he's dreading. ]

Who supplies these combat suits?

[ Please don't say UAC. ]
protectshope: (once a simple girl)

[personal profile] protectshope 2020-08-30 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Madoka turns swiftly at the sound of Sayaka's voice. Her too? She watches her friend silently for a moment, trying to judge 'which' Sayaka this is. There are so many versions of her friend, after all.

But they're all kind and brave. Whichever Sayaka this is, Madoka is reassured to see her. And to stand with her, like the old days, is such a lovely feeling. Enough to warm the melancholy out of Madoka's heart.]


Sayaka-chan! What a surprise! [She giggles, taking a few steps forward so as to stand by her friend's side.] Or, uh-. I guess, should I be worried? I didn't think I'd see anyone that I knew here...
subject_013: (Oh really?)

pesky kids

[personal profile] subject_013 2020-08-30 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[The bystander holds the hat out to him, and if he looks up from it, Javert will find it offered to him by a tall, fair-haired man dressed in a black suit under a black leathern coat, his eyes concealed by thick dark glasses.]

A laugh? Hardly. [A tilt of the head between the hat and the outlet of the street.] I take it you've been a victim of the tricksters causing havoc around town? [Said with a note of irritation, as if he's had firsthand experience with the same troubles.]
protectshope: (Hands off!)

[personal profile] protectshope 2020-08-30 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Fuck? Madoka's eyes go wide at the word. She looks around for the source, at first unable to believe that someone so young would use such vulgar language... eventually, settling her shy gaze on Richie.]

Uh, well... I mean, I agree that candy should be sweet! I'm not trying to be insulting or anything, j-just... I've heard it's different! I'm curious, not upset...
protectshope: (Thinking...)

[personal profile] protectshope 2020-08-30 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
That's a really good idea.

[Madoka smiles thoughtfully, her fingers tracing the shelves in search of a smaller chocolate bar,]

It's kind of fun to think about. Homemade chocolate recipes always taste a bit like the love that made them, so it makes sense that different countries would have different tastes too...

[She selects a small bar, now turning her gaze to Sakura;] Oh. And I'm Madoka Kaname. Nice to meet you, Sakura-chan. You're really clever!
arendelicious: (pic#14268834)

[personal profile] arendelicious 2020-08-30 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Kristoff watches the reunion with a fondness that shows it's impossible for him to stay mad at Sven for long, and he gives a small chuckle, shaking his head. He doesn't seem worse for wear after eating the carrots, which gives him some hope that at least some of the food in this place may be safe to eat. Even if it is only carrots.

Coming up beside Sven, he rests his elbow against his back, leaning on the reindeer for support as he listens to what Anna has discovered. Two years makes his heart feel like it just dropped into his stomach and there's a small wave of nausea at the idea of being stuck here so long. It's not as horrible a thought as it would have been if Anna was also still at home, but it's hardly pleasant, and he can't help but still worry about the idea of Anna being stuck in this nightmare for that long either. It's funny how he can be so happy to see someone but so upset by it at the same time.

"We only just got here today, too," he said finally, realizing he'd been quiet for too long as he'd processed the new information. "You'd think we'd been here a week without food with how Sven reacted when we got close to the store."

There was a huff from the reindeer and Kristoff rolled his eyes as his voice dropped into the usual pitch it did to speak for his friend; "The carrots just smelled so good!"

"You have absolutely no self control."
thefaulty: (pale imitation)

[personal profile] thefaulty 2020-08-30 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
A.R.I.D-equipped combat suits are supplied through the Federation military, [ she answers, head tilting just slightly to the side. Her voice is so placidly monotone, it is almost soothing to listen to. ] If you were to attempt to fire on me, my anti-matter shielding would render the first several bullets ineffective. I would depurpose you before you were able to inflict any real damage.

[ Even that threat is delivered with perfect calm. She nods towards his raised gun. ] You should lower your weapon.
morethanachild: (Surprise)

[personal profile] morethanachild 2020-08-30 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Not magic?

[Lysithea's surprise is such that even though she continues to wield the flamethrower adeptly, she pays little attention to whether or not their efforts are succeeding.]

A 'Mutant'? ...A mutation? By which you mean... a change has occurred in your physiology?

[She frowns.]

A change that... causes you to shoot sparks? How peculiar! And you speak as if this is something quite normal where you come from.
morethanachild: (Outburst)

[personal profile] morethanachild 2020-08-30 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
That -- I just said that!

[Argh! But she only has herself to blame! Of course she shouldn't have just trusted anybody off the street - what was she thinking...?

It had looked very much like a real ghost...

Well. Sort of.]


Fine, fine, it's done, there's no use squabbling. We need to figure out who that was and what they were trying to accomplish. Have you seen that person before?
extroverting: (Default)

[personal profile] extroverting 2020-08-30 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
The back and forth brings makes the fond smile return and again she feels the relief wash over her to not be alone there. She wasn't fighting quite the same internal battle over whether or not he would be better off back home. The crippling fear that always threatened to consume her when she was alone left little room to feel anything other than gratitude for his presence. Besides, she figures they were always better together than apart. Had been since the beginning.

"Good. I mean...not good that you are here, but good as in good that you only just got here. Though, this is really not a situation that warrants any kind of good, I guess. But you know me, I'll find that silver lining! And I'll figure a way out of this."

She trails off, her thoughts back to spiraling on the situation. They would just have to make sure that they did not spend the next two years here. Her mind was already rolling through ideas about how to make sure that would happen, one being that they had to somehow get the message to Else.

A moment of clarity comes over her as she stops petting Sven to tap her own chin in thought. "We have to let Elsa know somehow. I mean after everything, clearly Elsa and I have some kind of communication through our dreams so there has to be a way to use that and this place to get a message to her."

There was more she wanted to say, but the mention of food and eating jumps back into the train of her thoughts and her stomach sounds off a loud growl of protest at being ignored. Her hands go to rest on her stomach and her freckled cheeks flush. She turns back to Sven, "Guess you aren't the only one that's hungry."
Edited 2020-08-30 01:54 (UTC)
morethanachild: (Serious)

[personal profile] morethanachild 2020-08-30 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
A dollhouse...

[Lysithea frowns, one hand up to her cheek as she thinks.]

I had one when I was a little girl. [she's still a little girl] And... yes, you're correct, the front was the stage, and the back was where you had opportunity to manipulate the furnishing and decorations within.

...The house is not too large. Perhaps we can divide the efforts? I... will trust that you have my best interests at heart if you can trust me.
damndreamchaser: (Telling you the plan)

pesky kids; omg I love Javert (so I toss a criminal at him, oops)

[personal profile] damndreamchaser 2020-08-30 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[The woman looking down at him is certainly an odd figure for the setting-wild red hair spilling out over the collar of her sleevless coat, wearing tall, worn leather boots and elbow length leather gloves, and a scarf tied neatly around her neck.]

Actually, I was trailing our mutual friend. [She gestures in the direction the 'creature' ran off.] He's made quite a nuisance of himself.

[Her lips turn upwards into a bit of a smirk, amusement evident in her voice. She sounds French, though if the elven ears are indicative of anything, she clearly is not.] Of course, if laughter is what you would prefer, I am certain I can oblige.
laruetheday: but i strongly disagree. (i wasn't listening.)

[personal profile] laruetheday 2020-08-30 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
I've been here. Seven months, so far.

[ She crosses her arms, leaning back against someone's mailbox and watching Percy. ]

So if you're looking for your girlfriend, she isn't here.
arendelicious: (pic#14268845)

[personal profile] arendelicious 2020-08-30 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Kristoff can see the worry on her face long before she decides to say they need to contact Elsa. He nods in agreement over their connection, though he isn't sure if it will work as well when they're stuck in a dreamland. He doesn't voice that concern aloud, however, not wanting to dampen her hope or shoot down an idea before they've even tried it. It isn't like he understands how the magic keeping them together works, after all. Maybe there was a way.

The stomach growl gets a chuckle out of him, though, and he pushes off of Sven to go and gently place a hand at the back of Anna's neck as he looks down at her. He should probably say it's okay to go find some food or offer to taste test something just to be sure it's safe. Those suggestions really are on the tip of his tongue, completely relevant and ready to come out.

"I love you."

Apparently, his mouth had different ideas than his brain. That's fine. He takes a second to realize that was his reply and then gives an awkward laugh, an embarrassed look on his face even though they're engaged so of course he loves her, but it feels rather ridiculous to have that be the moment he decides to remind her. When her stomach is growling and she's clearly starving. Ugh.

"Uh, I mean, let's—" His voice cracks the way it often does when he does something he thinks was dumb (or when he's embarrassed or nervous or pretty much any strong, unpleasant emotion besides anger and sadness) and he clears his throat quickly to get it back to normal. "Let's go find you something to eat. I'm sure there's got to be more here that's safe than carrots."
extroverting: (pic#14266691)

[personal profile] extroverting 2020-08-30 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Another one of the things that she found so wonderful about Kristoff was that when it came from his heart, he always said the right thing. It was when he was thinking too much from his brain that he said things that got him into trouble. She couldn't blame him, she was much the same way. In the middle of everything that was happening she didn't need his suggestions nearly as much as she needed the grounding touch of his hand on the nape of her neck and the tender words.

The world stopped for a moment as her eyes caught his and she let the love he was offering fill her in its entirety. Then it was his turn to start rambling as if he'd said something embarrassing and her face visibly fills with even more tenderness as if it's spilling out of her from the inside.

Her hand goes to his cheek to try and steady him as he trips over his own words. "Kristoff." Her voice is gentle as she once again goes onto her tiptoes, this time to press her lips against his for a long moment to try and bring him back to what's important. "I love you too."

The extended moment is charged with emotion, but it's eventually broken by another rumble of stomach to remind them of more pressing issues.

"Right. Food. Shall we?"