01. Test Drive Meme

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TEST DRIVE MEME


Thinking about joining Iterum? Unsure of who to bring or if they'll even fit the setting? Posting here offers you the chance to find out how they'll do while getting the sample for done for their application.

→ Comment down below with the character you'd like to test drive in the setting. Don't forget to add their name and canon in the subject line.
→ Choose a scenario or create your own, and tag around!
→ Test drives will be posted regularly in the months of March, June, September, and December.
→ Threads in the test drive are NOT eligible to use for activity checks, however, you can make them game canon if you wish and both you and your scene partner agree.


Possible Scenarios
Please note that all characters will initially arrive in their assigned housing; they are free to explore the City to their heart's content after that!

01. Arriving: You're pretty sure you knew where you were before you closed your eyes. But somewhere between then and now, you discover that you're definitely not there. In fact, the setting is so unfamiliar to you that it's bordering on unnerving and questions start to stack. Have you been abducted? Did you get drunk and pass out somewhere and not remember? Whatever the case, you need some answers. Or maybe this is familiar and the only thing that doesn't make sense is the layer of dust on everything around you which obviously means some time has passed. How much? No one seems to know. What you do know is that sitting around and waiting for answers is likely not going to happen.

So, you set out and hope to run into someone in the City that looks like they may be in a similar situation. Or, at the very least a person that might be able to provide some explanation. Veteran Chosen, make sure you warn the new people about the Shadows and advise them to steer clear of dark alleys and things that go bump in the night.

02. Party, party!: Now that you've arrived and hopefully settled, it's time to unwind. Inside your welcome basket is an invitation from the Duchess, who has decided to celebrate the growing population of the City with a massive "Welcome to the City" party in the Tower District. Wine spills free, and drugs abound, this is the kinda party that caters to all! The wicked and debauched demons and the good and decent who, if not careful, might end up tainted and corrupted at some point, like everyone else. Even if it's only for one night, why not cut loose and forget about whatever is pressing on your mind?

Nothing to wear? Check your closet, we're sure you'll find something suitable to wear.

03. Prominence: Everyone knows that the City sometimes influences its population on a monthly basis. Unfortunately, you arrived right in the middle of a heavy Prominence. Lust, Greed, Gluttony, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, or Pride: choose your sin and get wicked. You'll find it's hard to avoid being sinful, almost as if your basic instincts are taking over.

04. Run!: A lot can go wrong in the City; demon attacks, muggings or there's even danger of being plucked from the streets and forced to partake in the Coliseum's version of Fight Club (if you know, you know). There are plenty of unsavoury types that all Chosen must be aware of. They rule the night, and once the sun goes down it becomes the Sinning Hour. Demons and monsters and humans capable of inciting just as much fear, if not more, come out to play. Mind yourself. It's hardly a tea party out there.

05. Network: Broadcast a video, voice or text message to anyone in your phone's directory. All Chosen have a device that they can use to communicate. Those that are returning will find their phone as it was, though without any contact that was previously in the City that is not currently. For the newly Chosen, a device will be supplied in your welcome basket and will match the type of telecommunications that was being used at the time of their exit.

06. Wild Card: Choose your own adventure in the game's multiple settings!



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Comments

[somepartsbroken]

The vampire was indeed behind her and watching. His sharp nails at the ready as always, plus the gun from the welcome package hidden under his jacket. Guns rarely helped, but it made him feel better.

He stayed where he was, and honestly it was a smart move. He was never fond of that much liquid. That fear of bodies of water hit in odd ways.

"Fancy a bit of help?" He asked just before she brought the two-by-four down on its head and that splash sound made Dorian recoil some. Nope nope nope.

"Do you have a lighter, mayhaps?" Could it burn? Who knows, it made sense in that illogical head of his.

[thegreatexperiment]

She paused to give him an icy glare. "You think?" She could have used the help about one two-by-four back. Instead, he stood there useless as a shit.

In a more charitable mood, Sam might have recognized that maybe he wasn't a fighter.

Yeah, she wasn't feeling especially charitable right now.

"No," she said. "No lighter. But I could try this." She pulled a taser out of the pocket of her leather jacket. "Clear!" she grunted, like a doctor in one of those sexy medical dramas, before she turned on the taser and dropped it right on the gooey head of the...thing.

[somepartsbroken]

"I don't know, I didn't want to intrude." He admitted, hands up as if she could see them mid-battle with the great wet beast.

He moved to come closer, a hand reaching under his jacket, for the useless gun. However, the second she yelled clear, he jumped back. No, thanks. He's not a fan of shocks.

The shock shot through the creature, sizzling and popping, but if it was dead or just knocked out who knew. "Holy shit..." Dorian muttered, dropping his arm back from under his jacket. "That was so cool."

[thegreatexperiment]

Okay, him calling her cool calmed her down. Maybe the tiniest bit. Maybe. At least enough to not completely chew him out for just sitting there, watching her fight for her life.

Fucking Kindred, man. No sense of priority or decency.

Hesitantly, she poked the puddle of goo with the end of her two-by-four. She wasn't a fan of killing. And really, really wasn't a fan of reducing any living thing to a puddle of goo.

But again, she liked being alive. And it wasn't like the creature had stopped to offer her terms of surrender or anything.

"The fuck was that thing?" she asked, glaring up from beneath the plastic, blue fringe of her wig.

[somepartsbroken]

If he gets chewed out, at least he deserves it. He would have to find a line between helping and staying out of the way, but today wouldn't be that day.

Who needed decency when they had eternity to mess up?

Killing didn't bother Dorian, he'd spent long enough blood hunting with Matthew that little did honestly. He played up more bothered than he was most of the time. Though, the demon wasn't dead, just knocked out. Not that either would know. It had no heartbeat or vitals at the best of times.

"How would I know? I'm never on this side of town for long." He admitted with a shrug, before asking. "You okay? That looked pretty bad."

[thegreatexperiment]

She was really, really not okay. But it had very little to do with the demon and a lot to do with her own personal demons.

A poetic notion. Except that Sam was pretty sure she didn't have any poetry in her soul, if you even believed in that kind of thing.

Souls, that is. Poetry was a proven, scientific fact.

"It's not the thing that's gonna get me," she replied, tossing the two-by-four from one hand to the other, to get a better sense of its heft. She wasn't great when it came to melee. Seemed like a good time to start learning.