THE TEST DRIVE MEME: MARCH - APRIL

[checkingin]

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.

Comments

[ingrantitude]

[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.

[avengeme]

[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.

[ingrantitude]

[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.

[avengeme]

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

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