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.

Here's a few additional useful links:

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

[scienceexperiment]

Coulson.

[The name is practically spat out, Calvin's jaw clenching a bit as he fights to keep his composure. God does he hate even thinking about that man.

Which is why he latches onto her next words, watching her move about with a twisted sort of amusement in his expression.]

A guess, is all. And maybe it's more..you've been taking care of each other.

[He didn't know everything but he knew enough to make a guess and her reaction gave him some more clues.]

[facemyenemies]

[At the name "Coulson" he could hear her actually growl. Very soft and more to herself, but it was not a comfortable word for her either. Do Not Engage, ward had said. She was trying not to.]

He has ample skill in interruptions. [She dislikes THIS man with her, because she knows he would have killed Whitehall and brought her to fail, but Coulson is the one who did the killing, and it still burns.]

[She frowned at the ceiling, not seeing a proper hatch right yet. Fuck. Then looked back to him, knowing she could shift into his daughters face anytime she wanted, wondering if it would upset him. Might be fair enough payback. She held back for now.]

Something like that. But where did you end up? Safe on your own somewhere?

[scienceexperiment]

[A part of him was pleased to hear that growl; pleased to hear that others despised Coulson as much as he did. It meant the end was even closer for that man and his sorry excuse for SHIELD.]

That he does. He prides himself on it as well.

[Which just grated Calvin's nerves. One day he would pull one over on Coulson. One day.]

I did. Things were going quite well until Coulson involved my daughter. But it's no matter! I'll get my daughter back in due time.

[There was a confidence in his voice and in his grin that was the dangerous sort though he was quick to look away from her, glancing up. His head tilted and he motioned with one hand, tracing the outline of what could be the hatch.]

You might want to try right there.