TDM #2

[lockdownmods]

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 limitedwings amplitude and hypothetical are here to answer them! The information for Round One that has been released thus far can be found over here. You can use that information to flavor your top levels as you'd like!

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?

Comments

[upperdosed]

[nic ain't a dumb rookie!! he's a professional handyman thank you very much.

"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.]

[donotlick]

[ Everyone is a dumb rookie to Hank, I'm sorry, Nicolas. Hank levels him his most unimpressed stare. ]

It better be, considerin' I'm a cop.

[upperdosed]

[hank's stare gets an equally unimpressed stare with the addition of nic sticking out his tongue.

"Wouldn't they know that about you?"]

[donotlick]

[ Sorry you don't like the popo, Nic!! Hank's not exactly a shining example, either. ]

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.

[upperdosed]

["Maybe they think you're shit at the job, gramps."

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.]

[donotlick]

[ Hank laughs, self-deprecating and loud. ]

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?

[upperdosed]

["My money's on you, jackass. Don't disappoint."

he signs it a little too fast for hank to really enjoy the compliment. sorry hank you must rank up your social link to unlock nic's nice side.]

[donotlick]

[ Hank squints... Yeah, he didn't get that. He recognizes "jackass" and "disappoint" though, so good job. ]

Thanks for the vote of confidence, prick.

[ But like, in a friendly way? Ish? ]

[upperdosed]

[nicolas smirks. hank's squinting is a sure sign that he didn't catch any of what was meant to be a compliment.

"You're welcome."

that. he makes sure hank can read.]

[donotlick]

[ This is how friendships begin. What good, awful boys. Hank scoffs. It's fine, insults are how he communicates. ]

You're a real piece of work, aren't you.

[upperdosed]

["Not bad yourself."

what a beautiful friendship honestly. that smirk slowly turns into a soft smile for a brief moment before it falters back into his usual perpetual glare.

"I can handle staking out the office, unless we got more people you trust to investigate?"]

[donotlick]

[ Sounds familiar tbh. Hank nods. ]

Find me if you see anything.

[upperdosed]

[nic perks up a little.

"Start now?"]

[donotlick]

Might as well. Not like we have anything better to do.

[upperdosed]

["Are you going to keep investigating?"]

[donotlick]

Yeah. Ain't gonna find anything otherwise.

[ Something has to turn up eventually, right? ]

[upperdosed]

["Keep me posted, gramps."

He moves like he's gonna go stake out the office now.]

[donotlick]

[ if that's what he wants to do with his life, that's totally up to him... Hank nods and waves him off, I guess. ]

Have fun, asshole.

[ Teach him how to do curse words in sign language and they will be best friends. ]

[upperdosed]

[come hang out with him then and you will quickly pick up on all forms of curses.

also i guess end?? idk what else to say. it was nice knowing you hank.]

[donotlick]

[ it was a good thread and they will hang one day and learn all the crude signs, that's the dream.

bro status achieved. good job, team. ]