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TDM #2


This is the Test Drive Meme for the first full round of Lockdown! If you're interested in joining us, aren't sure, or just want to get a taste of the game itself, this is the place to experience it!
If you have any questions, your mods
And as always, the test drive can be used for your application sample. So go wild.
▸Orientation.
The sound of a chirpy alarm wakes you. To turn it off, you’ll realize that it’s flashing 6:30 A.M. brightly on its digital display. It’s not yours. Luckily it’s not hard to turn off. Some of you may recognize the room you wake up in-- to some extent. It’s decorated as a school dormitory, but it’s made for only one. Whether you’ve been here before or not, if you look, it won’t be difficult to find your answers.
An acceptance letter to Fayflower University sits atop the desk, stating that you have been chosen as an Apprentice of something or other-- a member of the first class since the program’s restructure. Some of your classmates, or perhaps even you yourself, have come here having already taken the school’s entrance exam. Others may not. The recruiting process is never a simple one. You may have just caught their eye now.
There’s also a unique looking fitbit attached to your wrist now. It won’t come off, no matter what you try. You can also find a tablet next to your acceptance letter. You can’t download apps, but there are a handful already programmed on it. It might come in handy.
Whatever your particular case is, now would be an excellent time to take a look around the dormitory and meet the others who will be in your “class”. Maybe someone with some experience can enlighten you to what’s going on here-- or maybe you’d just like someone as clueless as you to yell and cry with.
▸Faculty Office Consultation.
You may have one or several bones to pick with the individuals responsible for bringing you here. Well the Faculty Office is open! You’re more than welcome to introduce yourself and get to the heart of the matter with them. What kind of answers they may give you though...
Unfortunately the man you'll get, whether you know him yet or not, is Oswald Hale.
Or if you’re feeling particularly naughty... you and your fellow Apprentices may feel like snooping around when the staff is out. Be careful though... wouldn’t want to get caught now, would you?
▸Bulletin Board.
In the dorm’s common area, there’s a giant corkboard plastered onto one of the walls. There’s a small banner at the top that reads, “BULLETIN BOARD”. Here’s the perfect place for all your flyers, artwork, or discussion that you’d like to keep off of the tablets. There are some things that technology can’t always emulate, after all.
This would also be a good place to start for those of you who are interested in creating a club of some sort! This is a university, after all, and what’s a university without student-run organizations? You’ve got downtime in between murders, so a little fun can’t hurt anyone...right?
▸Fitness Test.
There’s a track, if you look around hard enough, and positioned at the starting line is a clock. Right now, it reads: 00:00:0000. But as you approach, your fitbit provides a prompt… somehow. Were fitbits always able to do this and you just never realized it? But at any rate, the prompt is a simple text with, “BEAT THE CLOCK?”
You can grab others to race if beating the clock is not your style, or if you choose to accept the challenge, the timer will automatically set to 00:00:5500. Once you start running, it will begin to count down. If you beat the clock, it will reset and immediately start counting down again. A successful race will read, “PHYSICALLY FIT” on the fitbit.
However, on your first failure, you will get the error message, “FODDER”.
Anyway, good luck running a 3 min 40 second mile. Totally doable. (not really doable)
▸TEST TIME.
Did you think you would survive this without a murder? No of course not. There’s always murder. Maybe it’s someone you were close to... or maybe it was someone you’ve had a few quarrels with (...are some people looking at you a little differently?)-- either way it’s your job to uncover the truth.
But working together with everyone... can you say you really trust everyone anymore?
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Wish I fucking knew. But it wouldn't surprise me -- people do some fucked up shit.
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"Oswald Hale?" he finger-spells slowly for hank, eyes darkening.]
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Hank nods. ]
He's definitely connected. Doubt he's the head of this whole fucking operation, but he's gotta know something.
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He signs it like it's something that's easy to accomplish. Like they're gonna go get the big man himself and sit him down to spill everything.]
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[ Hank gestures around them. ]
You see any way to figure out where he is? 'Cause so far I got nothing.
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He rambles on with a few other ideas that are A) dumb B) not likely to work and C) imply Hale would show up just because.]
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[ Have a brain, Nicolas!! ]
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[sounds aggressive but he's trying to make a point here, hank!!]
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[ Don't!! Get!! Killed!! ]
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I'll get him.
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No.
[ Hank can't sign but he uses his arms to accentuate his point, spacing each of the words unnecessarily. ]
You [ pause ] will [ pause ] get [ pause ] yourself [ he points at Nic ] killed. [ he draws a line across his neck with his index finger. Dead. ]
You'll fucking die, idiot! You seriously wanna do that?
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Better me than more people getting hurt.
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Look, I won't argue that there's people here who'd definitely fuck this up worse than you. And yeah, preventing people from actually dying is a 'noble goal' or whatever, but we can't know for sure that anything good would actually come from that.
You could die for nothing. What then, asshole?
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[hank's got him there. he doesn't have an answer for his death being useless. well, other than saying something like 'that's the way the cookie crumbles.' but he knows that that's not the kind of answer he should give hank, no matter how much he believes it to be true.
"Then what bright ideas do you have, jackass?"]
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We get more fucking information. We wait and see if we can corner this prick, Oswald. We gotta play it smart, not fast.
It sucks, but sometimes you gotta do the boring shit before you can get anything done.
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he places heavy emphasis on the now. being part of a group does suck but that doesn't mean they should sit back and wait for shit to happen either. especially when they could easily be keeping an eye on Oswald.
"Someone should keep an eye on him."]
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[ There you go, look at that teamwork! ]
Watching him is better than fucking kidnapping him. We gotta play it by ear before we know what he's capable of.
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but he's played babysitter to worse things. he can get over himself.
"How are we doing this?"]
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[ Hank has seen so many dumb rookies do dumb shit, he can only try and prevent more from being just as stupid. ]
Best way's to probably stakeout his office. Then follow him back to wherever the fuck he goes. Shit, if we can find his room or something, that'd save us a lot of time.
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"Stakeout? Isn't that what cops do?"
he's been around cops enough to know what does and doesn't work. hell he gets hired by the police sometime just because of the political shenanigans that tie their hands up.]
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It better be, considerin' I'm a cop.
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"Wouldn't they know that about you?"]
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You'd think, huh? Fuckin' beats me why they'd bring a cop into this thing if they were trying to get away with it.
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hey its a possibility, if they can bring in a cop and parade how they got away with it, you'd make sure you're not getting new york's finest or some shit.]
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Yeah, that could be it.
[ I mean he used to be a really great cop, but he's pretty washed up now!! You must rank up your social link to unlock his backstory though. ]
Joke's on them if I figure this out, eh?
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