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THE TEST DRIVE MEME: MARCH - APRIL

THE TEST DRIVE MEME

SO YOU WANT TO JOIN THE CREEPY HOTEL BRIGADE.

Well, welcome potential apper! Here we have the handy dandy test drive meme so you can get a feel for how your character might react to the game setting. This post can also be used to cultivate some of those required sample threads for the application.

Feel free to play any scenario you so please. However please note that TDM threads cannot be used for Activity Checks (for existing players) and will not be considered game canon unless transposed comment for comment into logs in checkingout. We also recommend avoiding playing the initial arrival, so that the intro log doesn't become repetitive and boring for you. Other than that, go wild.

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PREMISE | THE HOTEL
TAKEN | RESERVES | APPLICATION

BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS.

No time for losers, because we — have waffles and pancakes and crepes and delicate bowls of ripe bananas and juicy oranges. We have bacon and oatmeal and cereal and milk; we have coffee (that's really hot and will burn you quite spectacularly) and tea (that, on the other hand, is miserably cold and bland). And we have orange juice (that might just kill you)!

Basically, every component one needs to start the day off right. Which is good, because this is the only meal ever served in the hotel. So come one, come all — get it while it's hot and try to pick among seats amidst the crowded circular tables, or stand along the wall. Bemoan the lack of hashbrowns or fight over the last fork. Mix, mingle. Have "fun".

DON'T YOU LOVE MY TASTE IN MUSIC.

What starts as soft, subtle musical notes wafting out of unseen speakers?

Yeah, that quickly manifests into blaring, loud, aggressively high pitched notes — so distorted, and reverberating so magnificently in the main lobby that even those impenetrable windows rattle in their frames.

And what's more, there doesn't seem to be an off switch anywhere in sight. Good luck finding one.

GOING DOWN.

Right by the stairwell in the lobby is an old timey elevator, the sort that really ought to be manned by staff to insure that it's in decent working condition and won't kill you. But it's usually not. And usually doesn't run.

But today, your ears are treated to an oh-so pleasant ding, and the doors will slide open, offering a ride to the floor of your choosing. Finally, no more calf workouts on the stairs, right?

...well, you probably should have taken the stairs, because three seconds in the entire carriage shudders, screeches to a halt, and refuses to move.

Then the lights begin to flicker.

CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE.

Don't see a scenario that appeals to you here? Make up your own. Get crazy with it! Good luck getting outside.

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[It was only a goddamn matter of time.

Between Skye, Fitz, and simmons it was only a goddamn matter of time. At least May's not here or he's pretty sure he would be locked in his room at this point, let out only for good behavior -

And he's not doing that again. ( He's never doing that again if he can help it)

But it was only a matter of time.]

What you want to watch out for is the food.

[Stop. Pause. Wait for a reaction.]

[Oh, May would definitely have a lot to say about Ward walking around here. As for Coulson, he's good at hiding his surprise though it still shows, briefly. He reacts by leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms, regarding Ward coolly.]

Why's that?

It's about the level of motel six food and you never see anyone prepare it.

[Then again there's a lot to watch out for. Taking one step, then another, he sits carefully across from him.

Coulson can probably see him checking the corners.

Hands on the tablecloth. Moving his arm with difficulty.]

That's really bothered me. Not seeing anyone prepare it.

But. [He shrugs and smiles] You know me.

[Coulson settles with his own hands on the table, mindful not to return the smile. Oh, he knows Ward all right: psychotic traitor who's well-trained and unpredictable, at least, for now.]

What really bothers me is not having a weapon but I'm sure you feel the same way.

[he doesn't hide that he's eyeballing the way Ward is moving his arm]

[That's a surprise. He tilts his head at that. Coulson? Giving away a fact like that?

He studies his hands.]

Not one that works.

We're all weapons though. I mean if you think about it. A lot of people fit that here.

I'd be careful.

Oh, I will be. [and his tone definitely implies he'd be careful in more ways than one]

You've gotten more talkative since we last met. [he slides his hand over to pick up a fork and use it to cut another piece of pancake] Who beat you up?

[He blinks. Who beat-

Goddamnit. God. fucking damnit. He looks away and drags a hand over his head.]

Skye.

Actually. I thought you would be proud. She shot me.

Huh. [he does look pretty pleased] Good for her. Too bad it didn't actually kill you.

[That's the Coulson he knows and loves in some weird sort of way. He relaxes, shrugging his shoulders.]

We've met. We've talked. We've set aside our differences.

[Bullshit but hey, you know.] For the moment at any rate. This place makes really good pancakes.

Sure you have.

[he wouldn't buy that in a million years. That said, it does dishearten him somewhat to know Skye is here too. He finally takes a bite of the pancake, chewing and swallowing before continuing]

Though if Skye is here, I'm surprised you're still free to wander around.

[He grins at that, a full on grin with just a little twist of shit eating.]

We've come to an agreement I told you. Seen through all our differences.

I know things now that I didn't before. [Is that supposed to imply that he's seen the light? Yes. Is it also supposed to imply that he knows what she is? He fixes Coulson with a long look.]

We're all locked in here together. It'd be a genuine shame if someone shook the box.

[Coulson doesn't know yet, unfortunately. And it grates on him that Ward might know something he doesn't. He's good at not letting it show though. He just quirks an eyebrow in response]

For now.

[He has to concede the point. There likely isn't a strong enough or isolated door in this hotel that will hold Ward. Not yet anyway]

Doesn't mean I'm not going to keep an eye on you.

[Ward smirks. That hesitation is interesting. Ward would be ]

I wouldn't expect you not to.

[This is very very interesting.]

...All of you. I take it you know who's here?

[God this makes him so unhappy]

Why does it matter to you?

[Translation: Nope. He hasn't met everyone yet]

I'm just making conversation Coulson.

You wanted me to talk. [he spreads his hands] You sat there and demanded answers and information like I was some kind of tool.

Here I am. [There's an edge to his voice] talking.

For three and a half weeks. [Coulson adds pointedly]

What changed? It wasn't just Skye.

[Ward's eyes narrow.] I've found a sense of serenity. Joined a gym and a church.

[Why? Garrett was his friend. He threatened to torture him. Once he'd given up intel he would have been killed.

His brother. You ultimately sold him to his brother.

At that real anger crosses Ward's face. It's for a fraction of a second, no one but a SHIELD agent, a trained agent, would see it.]

[Killed, no. Locked away for a very very long time? Definitely. But boy, oh boy, does Coulson see that rage. He keeps his cool though, just shifts slightly to move himself into a better position to defend himself]

Didn't take you for a church guy.

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I didn't really have a chance to learn about myself.

[This is a double edged sword. On the one hand, he could be talking about Phil Coulson and the time he spent in a box. On the other he could be discussing his time with Garrett. In his mind however he's thinking about Garrett.]

It's been a fascinating journey of self discovery. Things I like, things I don't like. My brother wasn't the most supportive.

[Coulson takes pause, thinking about his next words]

Did your brother's death help?

[He keeps his tone cool and aloof. He knows Ward is the one who did it but he's purposefully avoiding accusatory words]

[Inhale, exhale. He doesn't smile but he does look relaxed. Then he looks annoyed.]

Somebody doesn't talk to you for 3 weeks, trying to sort out where they're coming from and you sell them to another person for what? The right to play outside and keep all your toys?

[He shakes his head. His beef isn't really with you Coulson, or with Skye he gets why you did it but hey why not just see about jabbing his finger into what might be potentially sensitive places? Especially with Skye becoming what she is? She doesn't look like what most gifted look like after SHIELD gets through with them.]

Bad form. "every man's worth saving except for the people I personally don't like?" bad form.

[Coulson's tone grows colder. No, he still hasn't forgiven Ward for what he's done]

You betrayed us, Ward. You murdered Victoria Hand. You tried to kill Fitz and Simmons. There's not a lot to forgive.

[That's Coulson.]

....I'm glad to see that we're on the same wavelength at least. It's going to be fun stuck in a box with you.

I'll be keeping my eyes on you, Ward.

[eyes. Both eyes. Because damn can Ward be slippery when he wants to be]

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THE TEST DRIVE MEME: MARCH - APRIL

welp.

y hello there

This excites me so much esp. since I've enabled an agent 33...

I'll admit I'm tempted just for the cast alone. and omg agent 33

C'mon Skye!Dad. Do the thing. 33 is doing the thing. I may even be able to bring a may.

/)_(\ I put in a reserve

[/SOBS YES]

app writing tho. I should get on that

Yes. Watch me try and recruit a cal for you to square off of okay. This game's the game to be at.

Oh god. What canon point are most of you at? Ep 10?

Yep! Well in my case...

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