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Test Drive Meme #2
Test Drive #2
I saw a flower, furrow, and brook
New TDMers are free to RP here as if "new" or "established;"
"new" is likely easier to keep in continuity after apping.
When gameplay begins, the second wave will have
their own intro plot and crash log!
"new" is likely easier to keep in continuity after apping.
When gameplay begins, the second wave will have
their own intro plot and crash log!
CREATURES IN THE DARK
Far away from the city, the wall of light that is F.A.T.E.S. seems calm, glowing peacefully. You’re on an evening walk through the city, or maybe on a camping trip in the woods, or maybe on a romantic date on the beach; whatever it is, you’re outdoors, enjoying the apparent peace and quiet, for once.
That is, until you hear a noise. It’s a rustle, or a step, a branch breaking underfoot, a heavier sound than a human would make. And that’s when you find yourself faced with one of the many Xistentia critters: the Green Backed Bison. She's massive, with small horns and a broad, mossy back, a small calf at her side. She does not appear to want to charge you[1], but that might change, depending on what you decide to do! Either approach it, run away, or go into aggressive mode; how will you react to being introduced to the incredible fauna of Xistentia?

Glitch in the City
The city of Xistentia now boasts a population of over 200 sentient souls! Congratulations on surviving your apocalypse, now feel free to enjoy the city and outlying forest. Today, a number of local businesses are open, including the local tailor, our diner Pop's Chocklit Shop, and Sue's Salads. For now, the only bar and lounge is the atrium of the Citadel, the outpost overlooking the sea. It's a lovely day to be out and about.
But at midday, the rendering errors begin. New arrivals, those who came into Xistentia since the second crash find themselves subject to a bizarre phenomenon, where a holographic projection seems to be floating above their head! It contains data about the character's marital status, preferences for fun and dating activities, and pet peeves... and perhaps embarrassingly, it isn't necessarily accurate.
As your daemon will explain the glitch is easy enough to fix! You can either move 100 yards from the location where it began, or another character can remove it for you by touching the graphic.
Preferred Alias: F.A.T.E.S. McWeirdo
Marital Status: Hateboning Nemesis
Preferred Dating Activity: Creating new universes, maintaining the equilibrium of the multiverse, organizing temporal divergences/alternate universes, restoring damage inflicted by D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.
Other Enjoyable Activity: DJing music
GAME NIGHT
At 6 p.m., your Daemon starts making noise - a software update is being installed. It lasts for a few minutes, your Daemon mainly unresponsive if you attempt to make it do anything else than upload the data F.A.T.E.S. is sending it. Afterwards, it resumes acting as normal as it did before the update, but if you ask it, your Daemon will tell you:
Upgrade was installed for entertainment and integration purposes; Hangman.exe was installed.
Launch the application, and you will be given a match against one of your fellow citizens who also decided to join the game. On your holoscreen is a rudimentary, simple game of Hangman, as well as a chat window to taunt your opponent if you so choose. However, it becomes clear that F.A.T.E.S. has no idea what she's doing... the first word is 16 letters long, and she has pre-filled in the letters Z, C, and Q.
It's a good day to complain about technology, or start a new game afresh.
CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE
hells yeah
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[ This right here? Pure innocence. 100%.
Also, Magnus would like to casually remind the audience that Alec is perfect and his competitive spirit is a charming trait and also if you challenge him to anything, Magnus will probably be off to the side cheering Alec on...
It's just.
This is what happens. ]
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[ Innocence personified. It's especially good every time we say this because of the whole Big Bad Demon thing.
Magnus would be happy to have support in this, because he doesn't gush nearly as much as he would like. If he did, his first hangman round would've looked like this:
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ | _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ - _ _ _ _'_ | _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ | _ _ _ _ ... and when you got done guessing, you'd have ALEXANDER LIGHTWOOD-BANE'S BEAUTIFUL EYES.
Or something like that. ]
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[ In this case, "a lot" is an understatement. And Magnus would be charmed to know the first and would protest that if there's such a line, it has to be very far away from using my husband's eyes as a hangman answer territory.
Surely! ]
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[ Care to indulge his curiosity?
While he's absolutely not gushing at all, not even in his head, not even a little bit about how great Alec is? Hm?
(Surely....) ]
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Of course, with greatest affection! And there's nothing wrong with being introverted or preferring to avoid suddenly being thrust into a social situation, right? Nothing at all. I'd never want either of them to be dragged into something that's meant to be fun and ends up being just the opposite for them.
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I'm going to do something I don't often do and make an assumption. You wouldn't ask if you didn't think there was a chance he might enjoy it, would you?
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If it doesn't work out, that's perfectly fine. Maybe there will be another time or another place we could spend some time together! I think we're all pretty patient.
[ He gets a bit of a thrill typing that, for reasons which shall remain undisclosed at this time.
As for explanations, Magnus would never feel entitled to one. Never. No one has to justify themselves in a situation like this. It's sort of the antithesis of friendship, in Magnus' mind, if some kind of justification is forced from someone in the name of explaining themselves to another. You offer that if and when you want, not when someone else does. ]
If you feel comfortable, you can tell him I'd be happy for his company. I won't speak on Alexander's behalf, but I have a suspicion he'd say the same. [ Someone important to Axel is important to Magnus! And he has a feeling that's so for Alec too. ]
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It would appear not. But from what I hear, the area's already begun changing a little? Become more habitable, as it were.
[ Whatever the best way to put this might be. ]
We shall see. I'll look forward to it, whatever it may be, whenever it may be! You can be certain of that.
[ And he'll be open to listening to whatever Axel has to say, whatever's all right to share, whenever it's a good time to talk about it, if at all. Everything in its own time! Again, patience, etc. Magnus isn't one to need all the info right away. Also, he might be a touch more spontaneous than Axel or Alec.
Tiny bit. ]
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Not keen to live off the land? I can't say the idea excites me either. [ Mr. High Warlock of the insanely nice Brooklyn penthouse. ]
Might still be? Has something happened I'm not aware of, some development I may not have been present for?
Last I checked, you were stuck with me, Axel!
[ Nothing wrong with thinking a thing through before you do it! Nope. Not a bit. ]
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It's terribly tragic! I'm a regular menace, my friend. 'Menacing,' I think that's why they won't let me back into Peru.
[ And you as well, sir. It's enough to cheer a man up at the end of the world! ]
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There are only so many ways to react to sinking a boat full of excrement. Some warlocks have no sense of humor!
[ He clearly does not count himself among their number. ]
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Oh no, you read correctly. Quite literally, that ship was full of it. And me and my erstwhile companion without any recourse but to let the whole thing go down.
If only we'd had a paddle. Or perhaps a shovel.
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I don't want to tarnish your view of me, but it's very possible that I, at one point in my long life, might have been involved in some very secretive guano transportation. I chose a trusted friend (who did not speak Spanish, which was both fortunate and unfortunate) to help me with this and when he found out what kind of "cargo" we were transporting, he had a temper tantrum.
As I said, some warlocks have no sense of humor.
[ He's not speaking ill of the dead. This is strictly affectionate talk here. ]
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