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underlockandkey2018-06-24 04:59 pm
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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[ Having company makes her feel a little better at least. She notices that he's tugging at the Fitbit. ]
Aren't those bracelets super weird? I wonder why we have them.
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Yeah! And I can't get it off! [ He really hopes somebody around here finds a way to get these off because his wrist might end up cramping something fierce... ]
[ He starts tugging harder at the Fitbit. ]
Are these supposed to spy on us or something?! [ Or the Fitbit could just be stuck. Or he's right. Either way, not a bad guess, considering the situation he's in right now. ] Are we all under house arrest?! Or-- school arrest or whatever the fuck this place is?!
[ Swearing in front of a girl he just met. Stay classy, Oso. ]
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I really hope not! It's possible though... maybe that's why they gave us rooms and everything?!
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So we're in a prison school?! They can't do that to us! I don't wanna go through high school again! It was bad enough the first time! [ it's not that type of school oso. ]
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The kind of school that kidnaps people, obviously! [ This stopped being a regular school when it decided that kidnapping others to make them their students was a good idea. ] Or this is all a skit I wasn't prepared for. Buuut if you have no idea why you're here either, who the fuck knows!
[ He's not mad at you, Kaede, he's mad at the system. Also some other stuff. ]
Now how do I get this thing off?! [ And now he's just gonna start chewing at his fitbit. It's not even budging. Maybe don't do that, Oso. ]
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Eventually, she shakes her head. ]
No idea. Mine's super tight so I don't think it'll come off no matter what I do.
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[ Osomatsu eventually stops chewing at his fitbit, because it clearly wasn't going anywhere, and deflates. ]
You too? Aw come on...
[ Well, now he's just at a loss about what to do. And it seems that cutting off his arm probably wouldn't solve anything at this point. ]
[ He wishes his brothers were here so they could figure something out. Or at least, find the punchline to this 'joke'. But alas, there was no joke. Nor his brothers. ]