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foundationmods) wrote2018-11-01 02:40 am
foundationmods) wrote2018-11-01 02:40 am
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ROUND 2 TDM
TEST DRIVE MEME
This is the test drive meme for The Resort. Feel free to use this to voicetest, gather samples for your potential app, or just have fun in the setting! Reserves open on November 9th. Hit up our Round FAQ with any other questions.
Feel free to come up with your own scenarios as well! This is just a sampling of scenarios that may come up during gameplay.
1. MORNING WAKEUP CALL
You wake up with a start in a hotel room - one with a single bed and it's own bathroom - due to the buzzing of an alarm on a Tablet by the bedside. You're in the clothes you last remember being in, but you sure as hell don't remember checking into a hotel or resort for the night...
There's a message from 'Resort Staff' after you manage to turn off the horrible noise, letting you know there's breakfast for all of the guests down at the Restaurant.
It's 7am, but if you don't ignore it and go back to sleep, there's a continental breakfast buffet spread out at the Restaurant, just like they said there would be. It's all free of charge, too...which is good, because you certainly didn't pay to come here. Maybe getting some breakfast first before demanding to see the management is a good idea - and you can also find out who else got brought here against their will, too.
2. RESORT EXPLORING
So, after your meal (or just more sleep), you're bright eyed, bushy tailed, ready to take on the day and find out what the hell is going on. However, the Staff is all cheerful but evasive, saying that you signed in last night, and even helpfully showing you your signature in their guestbook. And while you know that's a crock of bullshit, they're very insistent that you're here for a week stay...
If you decide to check the Resort out, you'll quickly find that the upper floors are currently undergoing maintenance. But, there's a Ski shop nearby - which isn't surprising, considering that the outdoor courtyard is snowed in. There's also an indoor pool and an outdoor Jacuzzi in case you want to soak in style! And there's a bathing suit in your room, along with a change of clothing...
There's also plenty of empty or unused rooms, oddly enough. Though the strangest thing about this entire hotel is all of the rats. They're all clean, tame, and friendly - but it's downright odd to see a bunch of multi-colored rats skittering about either in special sectioned off areas for them, or up in tubes on the walls, much like a really elaborate hamster run. If you decide to go near them in a sectioned off area, they'll happily just hang out with you doing rat things. Huh. And as long as you're friendly with them, nothing seems to happen. But if you're unfriendly...?
Well. Maybe some things are better left untried.
3. SKI TIME
So you've explored the hotel and seen all the sights you could. Now you're ready to brave the slopes with whatever equipment you took from the Ski shop (all free of charge, again), and have some FUN! Or just see what the outside is like in this weird place you found yourself in, either or. It's cold, but not too cold - and the snow outside is perfect for skiing and sledding. There are three slopes, all ranging from bunny to advanced, and there's even a Ski lift for you to get up there on! If you don't want to go on the slopes, there are some smaller hills to sled down on.
3-A. SKI.....TIME...?
It happens before you can even realize it. You're having a grand old time down on one of the slopes, going at a high speed, wind in your hair and the snowy landscape whizzing by you. It's perfect, except -
- hang on -
What the fuck is that?!
You manage to dodge it in time, but it simply follows after you at a high rate of speed, scraggly arms and legs flailing as it skitters across the snow. Out of the corner of your eye, you see an unlucky skiier get eaten in a single gulp, the horrifying creature barely stopping before beginning to chase you again.
It seems you'll have to ski for your life.
4. FOREST BREAKOUT
Alright, you're done with Skiing and this weird-ass Resort. It's time to brave the wilderness and get the hell out of this place. As you go into the forest, for a while, it's just you and the snow... But then it gets darker. And darker. And there's no end to the forest itself...
You hear whispers. Wolves growl and snarl in your ears, the trees - are they moving? Has a dense fog settled in, making it hard to tell where you're going? Why...why is there another set of footprints in the snow next to you? Your ears are ringing, your head hurts, y̝ơ͍̻̲̥̟u'̰͈̯̞̖̪͜v͙͚̙̘̲̝̖͢e̖̲̟̟̮̯ ̖̙͟m̗͙͍̙͢a̷̬̹̠̬d̡̼͙̳̭ͅe͏̱ ̖͔̠̭̺̬͝ͅá̯̪ ̹̻̠͖m̥̜̫̤̯i̘̲͈̼̮s̼̙͔͎̠̦̘t̪͠á͇̣̫͎̜̻k̫͎̠̫̦̻é̯-͓͍͘
And then you wake up on one of the hotel couches in the lobby, with a Staff Member smiling indulgently over you with a cup of hot cocoa in their hands, going on about how you just came right in and took a nap.
Hm.
5. RESORT MURDER
Somehow, you knew it was going to get worse. And when one of your fellow Guests end up dead, that just cemented it for you. Someone has been killed - in a horrible way - and now you have to suspect each other. Will you check out the body? Mourn for the dead? Or lay a critical eye on your fellow Guests, watching each of them carefully for any sign of Otherness? That person in the corner of the room - did their neck just bulge unnaturally a little? Are those fangs shining in that person's mouth? What about the people in the rooms next to yours? Don't you think they talk a little weirdly, move just a little unnaturally?
Will you do something about it, before they get you?
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[fetches two mugs as the coffee finishes brewing]
[. . .]
. . . why are we even here?
[okay, back to the more serious conversational topic at hand]
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He doesn't pursue that, but his smile does fade.
Akechi will turn, leaning his arms on the counter, folding his hands together. ]
... that's the question, isn't it? Why us, why here... and the staff don't seem forthcoming.
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[drums his fingers against the counter, his frown deepening]
But I don't remember traveling here, much less signing the guest register.
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[he answers quickly as he pours two mugs of coffee]
It's an obvious lie, but make us question it enough and they'll have an easier time getting us to do whatever it is they want us to do.
[because nobody kidnaps a bunch of people and lets them roam free around a hotel for no reason]
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Just enough to sow a seed of doubt... I see. [ a huff. ] I'd expect no less from you.
[ ... ]
What now, then?
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[slides Akechi his freshly made mug of coffee, lifting his gaze to catch brown with gray]
We find a way to escape.
[because Akira doesn't do well with prisons. another fact of which Akechi should be well aware]
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We?
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. . .
[does he really have to reaffirm it?]
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Contemplatively, he'll take a sip. The taste of it is... ]
Why?
[ bitter. nostalgic. he doesn't know. ]
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[because no matter what you've done, you didn't deserve to die. because I wish I would've met you earlier, to prevent you from becoming the killer you are today. because I wish I would have seen through you in time to sway you to our side before shit hit the fan]
[because I wish I could've saved you]
I don't want to be on opposite sides anymore, Akechi.
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[ He feels exhausted. He hangs his head, wishing Akira wasn't here, wishing he didn't have to look at this boy. Hear him. ]
You'd put your faith in a murderer just to put an end to some false division between us? Unbelievable. You'll truly never change.
[ ...
slowly, he shakes his head. ]
I'm afraid I must refuse.
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Why? Don't tell me you want to stay here.
[they don't even know where "here" is]
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Not in the least. But if we escape this place, it won't be as any kind of team.
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[he can't believe Akechi is still!! like this!!]
. . . so you're saying you're going to do it all alone? Without the help of anyone else here?
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[ Akechi sets his coffee down and stands straight. ]
I'm a little disappointed. You should have known better than to ask.
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[quietly, Akira lifts his own mug to his lips, sipping at his coffee with his gaze affixed on the opposite wall]
[. . .]
[and then, blandly, bluntly]
You're an idiot.
[WELL]
[it's not like Akira has ever been the type to beat around the bush]
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You're one to talk! I literally died rather than join you and you thought you could change my mind so simply? I'd ask if you've always been such a fool if the answer wasn't obvious!
[ It feels a little bit like dying again, this conversation.
Akechi pushes away from the counter, moving towards the door of the kitchen. ]
Convince the others all you like. Build a team of hangers-on. I won't be part of it.
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What the hell have you got lose, Akechi? Your sense of pride?
[but. . . no. he doesn't think pride is what this about. not entirely]
Or do you think distancing yourself from me is some kind of penance for all of the shitty things you've done to me and my friends?
[maybe it's something more like. . . that?]
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Despite every screaming instinct in his limbs--
he stops.
To be so easily figured out... it's as much infuriating as it is a bizarre relief. ]
Penance.
[ A soft sound. A scoff, maybe. Though there's little force behind it. ]
No. There won't be any penance for me.
[ he...
can't. he can't.
he could not possibly, in this or any lifetime, earn it.
why try? ]
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[even though Akira doesn't believe it. despite his own hang ups, despite his own lack of trust, despite the fact that he still has yet to forgive in some respects, he doesn't believe it]
-- then don't run away.
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And when I weigh you down, what then?
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When?
[why is it assumed that he will?]
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[there are so many things he could say. encouraging things. assurance that Akechi won’t weigh him down, or assurance that he’ll hoist him back to his feet if he does. but scars run deep, and although Akira wants to extend an olive branch—]
[trust is so, so difficult]
. . . the don’t weigh me down, Akechi.
[he says quietly and firmly instead]
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