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Test Drive Meme 3.


Mary, Mary, quite contrary How does your garden grow? With silver bells, And cockle shells, And pretty maids all in a row.
Prompt 1: t's probably been at least a little while since you managed to climb out of the well, so hopefully you've dried off by now and are enjoying poking around the Town. But who cares about all of that? More importantly, the Town has a new feature this time, for reasons entirely unknown to everyone. The flowers...seem to be talking. They have no faces, but they will definitely turn to talk to you, and if they have had their color restored, they will very brightly and contentedly compliment you, or your clothing, or wish you well. If they haven't? Prepare yourself for all sorts of horrible, horrible insults, because that's all that's coming your way. Prompt 2: ow are you settling in? Is the Town treating you well? It's not as bad as it used to be; some of the houses have color, some of the food has color and taste as well. It's been polished up a bit since everyone first got here. Granted, when you wake up that morning to find yourself in full fancy wear of many different types (all colorless, and gender has nothing to do with which you might end up in), you'll find that the Town might not be as well put together as it seems. You can't get out of the formal wear. It just won't come off, no matter what you do. Which wouldn't be so bad, but... it seems like these clothes will snag on just about everything in the Town, which is far from smooth. Try not to trip over those loose cobblestones, or your dress snagging on a nail sticking out from a door frame. This is really not the place for this sort of clothing. Prompt 3: e loves me, he loves me not... that's a pretty familiar game, right? For some reason, the urge to pick one of those flowers and casually pluck the petals from it while playing that game is going to grow stronger and stronger the more flowers you see. Eventually? You're just going to have to cave to it. (Certainly it doesn't help that the flowers scream a bit when you pull their petals; they still can talk right now, after all!) She loves you, she loves you not...and by the time you've picked the last petal, you've forgotten who you were even thinking of originally -- instead, the very next person you see is going to be the victim of a very impassioned declaration of love. Don't worry, you'll come back to yourself...after you declare your undying love for everyone to hear. Prompt 4: ut no matter how many people tell you not to go into the forest, however, it's still rather enticing, isn't it? It's sitting right there, waiting for you to explore it, waiting for you to just step a little bit out of the Town... And soon, you're surrounded by the dark boughs of the trees, the twisty, turny paths of the woods, where it feels like you're wandering in circles for hours upon hours -- And then, after ages of tree branches yanking at your hair and roots tripping you up, you find a clearing. And in that clearing? There's a field of flowers. They're colorless -- strangely eerie because of it, but still distinctly recognizable to the flower familiar as Asphodel. And touching any single one of those flowers will suddenly give you vivid memories of one of your precious friends -- so long as they're dead. Anyone around you is going to experience that flash of memory too, so be careful! Extra: Got something in mind? Want to play with the setting more? The sky's the limit, so feel free and make up your own prompts to play with! Welcome to Awash's third Test Drive Meme! Please check out the FAQ and rules as you test your characters out. The setting is yours to play with, so be creative and have a good time with it! An important date to remember is September 1st, 9 PM EST, when Applications will open. There will be no reserves for this app round or any future app rounds, so it will be first come, first served applications. As a side note, TDM threads are not canon, so please feel free to assume established CR for the sake of the TDM if it will make threading or showing off your character's voice easier. If you have any questions about the TDM, feel free to ask us here. If there are any other questions, you can catch us via PM, the FAQ or the contact page. You are of course welcome to use prompts from the previous two test drives. Thank you for your interest in Awash!

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[He's got it right, help Guren before he literally dies.

But Guren thinks he's in fine control of himself, thanks. He gives Reim a sympathetic look.]

Well, as long as you're used to it. [A pause.] But, there are a few of us who can help each other out in the long run. I'm used to dealing with them, too, so I don't mind stepping in once in a while.

But they're all pains in the ass. [It's not like he likes them or will still help or anything baka]

[He's making a List and putting Guren right at the top, just wait.]

Do you take shifts...? [This is honestly a joke because no one has ever helped Reim take care of his gaggle of nutcases and angsty teens in his entire life. But is there a schedule.]

I'm sure it's just growing pains.

[GROWING PAINS... stop.]

Hah. Just wait. Before too long, and you'll have them in your house, uninvited, messing with everything.

[That's not nearly as bad as when they're hurt, but he doesn't feel like being serious right now.] My name is Guren Ichinose, by the way. Who're you?

[Sorry Guren there's a new elderly sheriff in town and he's 50 years older than you at heart. Growing pains.]

Ah, well, at least I don't have an office to ransack, this time around. [Ha HA, he has suffered. Anyway, shake his hand.] Reim Lunettes.

[They'll find something to ransack, Reim, and he's so sorry. He still thinks he's not on this list, thanks.

But sure, he'll shake his hand.]

Nice to meet you. Have you found your laptop yet?

[Hmm, what? There is not even an iota of recognition in his expression.]

My what?

Hmm.

[Another one of These. He sees now, why he has a notebook.] Nevermind, we'll start at a smaller step. How about your house? Did you find a building with any of your extra stuff in it?

[Excuse you, the term is ye olde, thanks for respecting his olde needs. Anyway, no, he's done nothing of use. Woops.]

No, not that, either. Walking into homes at random seemed in poor taste.

Geez... So you need looking out for, too.

[Says GUREN. Alright, this is their quest now, he guesses.]

Let's start from the top. You should feel drawn to one of the districts above the rest. If you focus... which way does it feel like you want to go?

[WOW]

I don't need to be looked after. [Huffs... but, fine, it feels stupid and ridiculous to stand here and ~feel the draw~ but he does it, and after a moment points off toward the red zone, because I haven't apped a red yet.] That way, I suppose.

[What's that, you say?? A NEIGHBOR?]

That's easy enough. Ruga, or "red". That's where I'm at, too. We can check the grey houses first, and if you're not in one of those, we'll see if they shoved you in with someone else. Come on.

[A neighbor.......]

Please, lead the way... [He'll follow, and frown at a few things, and jot a few other things down in his trusty notebook along the way. If there is a merciful god, he will not force Reim to cohabit with weird strangers immediately.]

Is this... I don't mean to criticize, but is this it?

[Guren sighs.]

Yeah. Things look a lot better now than they used to, so be grateful for that.

[do not be a snobby rich fuck, do not be a rich fuck--]

This is the strangest town I've ever seen.

[Guren was a rich fuck too so he can't even say anything.]

Don't talk to me about that until you're the one living in a purple house.

[Hey Guren? Hey? Guren, one thing, Guren?? Look at how he's dressed and reconsider that statement.]

Is purple more unpleasant than the rest...?

On a house?

[A HOUSE IS TOO MUCH... WEAR AS MUCH PURPLE OR LOVE IT AS MUCH AS YOU WANT BUT A HOUSE...]

Anyway, the inside is pink and green. [So.]

[It's just a building?! Pink and green is what gets him to make a face, Disgusted.]

Never mind, I see the point now.

[Purple building... But yeah, it's the clash of three colors that's the worst. There's orange in there somewhere too? Hideous.]

Here, let's try this one. [A grey building, they will wander in every one and Guren will peek at laptops.]

[He can peek at whatever he wants because Reim doesn't even know what a laptop is enough to identify one; plastic boxes on various busted furniture might as well just be more garbage... This is going to take forever.

Fortunately, he'll eventually find his secret spare item?! Which is another pair of glasses, a surprise to no one.]

Oh— this is mine. How did they get all the way over here...?

[GOOD EXTRA ITEM, REIM]

That means this place is yours. Here. [He has the laptop opened, ready for its password input.]

You get to choose a password. It'll be a word you type out with the letters here each time to log in, so you have privacy. So, don't make it "123" or anything.

[Or just don't put one in if you don't care for privacy but]

[don't talk to reim with ur ooc mouth, he's not real

Anyway, he's going to make his password "123," thanks. No. The look he gives Guren is genuine confusion, why is there a box blinking at him and where did it come from?? What??

His password is now "reim," don't look at him.]

[Did he even try to hide it. Guren knows his dumb password now.]

How is that any better? [old man] Whatever. Look, this is what you can use to contact the others. That set of characters there is your username, and everyone is assigned one.

[What's worse, that he doesn't hide it or that he is still letting Guren hold the laptop up for him? Thanks, neighbor. Anyway, he doesn't like the look of this thing... where's the ink.]

Is that so... How handy. [he's never going to use it] It's such a small town, is this really necessary?

It's a lot easier to instantly send messages that might be important but not urgent enough to have you run all the way from Ruga to the edges of Bluo. Knowing if someone's there or not before you go over is nice, too.

Among other things.

[Technology is convenient, Reim, get with the times.]

But use it as much or as little as you want. Old timey folk like you don't seem to want to change their ways, so it doesn't matter.

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