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souljammed2016-04-02 11:26 pm
soulmods) wrote in souljammed2016-04-02 11:26 pm
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APRIL TEST DRIVE MEME
 Prompts Arrival: So you've just arrived in Nyoi-Cho. Congratulations! You must be so excited about having your wish granted. Or maybe you're upset that the result wasn't quite what you expected? If that's the case, then that's too bad! There are no take backs and no redoes, so you're stuck with what you have! Maybe you should have been more careful about how you worded that wish... Oh well. There's no use in dwelling on it. You're a magi now, and that means adjusting to a whole new lifestyle! Maybe one of the townspeople can help you out. Only... they're acting a bit strangely, aren't they? They're all too happy to show you around, but there's something unsettling about the way they're behaving. Almost cheerfully dissonant. Any questions about the history of the town are met with blank stares and brief silence, before they plaster a smile onto their faces and change the subject. Any attempts to tell them about your duties as a magi or anything else that relates to the magical will get similar reactions. Isn't there anyone normal here that you can talk to at all? Home Improvement: The houses that the magi are given access to really are something, aren't they? There's almost no limit to what they can do! Why don't you create the house of your dreams, or maybe recreate and relive your favorite childhood scenes? Invite some spectators over to marvel! A Corrupted Soul Gem: You neglected to take care of your soul gem, and now you don't feel quite yourself anymore. You feel like you're losing your sense of self - all you seem to be able to focus on is your old regrets and past failures. What's happening to you? A Day in the Life: Everyday hero by day, magician by night! You've got a busy day ahead of you and no time to waste! Maybe it's school, or maybe it's work, maybe it's both! Being magical doesn't make you exempt from paying those shopping bills! May Day: Uh-oh. This magical girl stuff looked easier on TV. You're in some serious trouble! Or maybe you see someone else who is! It's time to pull up your socks and show them what you have. Be the hero you've always wanted to be, or give in and be that damsel in distress. There's no shame in needing a little help now and then. A Successful Mission: Congratulations! You met up with your first Nightmare, and you fought valiantly. You even mastered that tricky power of yours! What sort of power did you get? Is it a useful one, or is it not so useful? Maybe you've mastered it beautifully, and now you're showing off to all of your friends. Maybe you're having a hard time keeping it under wraps, and now you're wreaking havoc across the town without meaning to! A Dreadful Nightmare: You had an absolutely horrid day. As you drift off to sleep, your mind dwells on all the injustices you've had to endure. In response, your bed swallows you up, and your room shifts into a horrific Nightmarescape. What sort of Nightmare are you? What kind of Nightmarescape do you create? Hopefully your fellow magi can stop you before you cause too much damage! Wildcard: Feel free to use any information from the FAQ or the World Info page to make your own prompt! |
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You got a sensation crawling up your back, like someone just can't take their eyes off you. Looks like you'll have to show them that they can take their eyes off you or you can take their eyes out. It's a hard lesson that-
Oh cocksucker. No.
This asshole was supposed to be going up in flames back in his stupid shithouse.
>Show your disapproval of Scratch's presence
You pick up the bowl of scottie dogs and hurl them as hard as you can at Scratch.
[o]
Sigh. Let me just pick these up and put them back where they came from. Not too much dust on them. You didn't even dent my head. How could you? It's a cueball.
Now, where were we? Ah, yes, introductions. Not that I need to know who you are, or you me, so I'll just... watch you. Quietly.
Without any eyes.
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Fuck no. You slap that bowl down the moment this eyeless bastard picks them back up. You know what? You know what?
You're going to stomp on them for good measure. Just grind them into the floor. It's a damn shame and a waste, but if it'll spite whatever this no-eyed freak wants. Good. All the better.
Hell, you're practically dancing on scottie dogs now. Lets see you pick them up now, dick.
[o] Look what you've done.
Oh well. They aren't a treat I particularly enjoy. They were supposed to be yours.
Anyway, while you're doing that, I'm just going to go over here, into the back room. It's where the narrative continues, after all.
Feel free to take one of those candies in the other bowl if you'd like to continue. I'll wait.
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Now where the hell does this jerk think he's going? Wherever it is, you're not letting him out of your sight until he's six feet under, one way or another.
You cease your scottie grand destruction to give chase.
[o] ==>
Here, you'll see it's a perfectly normal office. One (1) genuine typewriter with white ink. One (1) extra bowl of scottie dogs, untouched. Zero (0) clocks.
One (1) gun lying on the table.
Re: [o] ==>
You take a moment to appreciate how plain the office is. You're a man who has an appreciation for the simple and practical. This office would almost meet with your approval - almost - if it didn't belong to someone you hated so much.
>Take gun
Time and a place for that, and it isn't the time just yet. You had intended to sentence your ball-headed friend to a fiery fate with the wish the dumb cat person gave you, but look how that turned out. You guess you'll settle for a more familiar takedown of the guy. A knife nice between his ribs, maybe.
>Observe Scottie Dogs
You start eating scottie dogs like you just don't care.
Hee: [o] ==>
The gun's yours, by the way, Slick. Here, I'll hand it to you.
Feel free to test it out. I'll wait. Though I wouldn't recommend firing it.
It only has one bullet.
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You take the gun Scratch hands you.
>SS: Put the single bullet away
You point the gun at Scratch's chest and fire.
[o] Facepalm x0 combo
Slick, you should know by now that I am merely a puppet for the will of my host. Nothing in here but some sawdust and fluff, I'm afraid.
Here, I'll just take this bullet out and put it back in the gun for you. It's like I have to do everything, as well as be the smartest person in any room I'm in.
Now, be a good carapace and put that gun to use, Slick. Surely there's a universe around here for you to destroy. Or at least a Snowman.
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Well that was unsatisfying. You wish you had a chance to set a fire again, but right now you don't have jack squat on you except for the clothes on your back, some SCOTTIE DOGS in your hat, your SOULGEM, and a GUN.
You try and slap SCRATCH's hand away as he puts the bullet back in, but the guy seems to insist. You just frown and stare at the gun a moment.
Snowman isn't here, you asshole. Just you, me, and a bunch of bedwetters.
You don't know why you bother trying to explain it. Fella never speaks, but you get the idea of what he wants you to do. Be nice if he'd open up his mouth, something, any kinda hole in his dumb blank head and do something.
Speaking of which.
SS: Shoot Scratch in the face
Maybe that'll teach him.
[o]
Again, not even a dent. See? That gun isn't meant for me, Spades.
I'm not going to get it this time, even though I know exactly where it landed. But you can keep the gun. It's my gift.
The door's unlocked, you're free to go anytime you want. (And no, I'm not keeping any tubs of gasoline around this time.)
But there's also a stairway leading up, unguarded. In fact, I'm going to go up there now. Care to join me?
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Where's he going now? For being here for such a short period of time the screw sure has made himself comfortable. Just how big is this damn place?
>>SS: Inspect Scottie Dogs
You take the extra bowl of scottie dogs with you as you follow Scratch.
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One (1) clock. But I must ask you not to destroy it.