APRIL TEST DRIVE

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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... There's no use in dwelling on it. You're a magi now, and that means adjusting to a whole new lifestyle. Get ready to hit the ground running. 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. Practice makes Perfect: This magi stuff sure looked easier on TV. You don't understand your power and it's frustrating trying to use it in combat when you don't get it. Maybe it's time to just take some time to figure this out. Good thing none of the citizens can see you when you transform! Test out those new skills, cause a little mischief, or be the helping hand someone might need! Fighting Evil by Moonlight: Things aren't as easy as they looked on TV. Nightmares are tough and there's real danger in there. There are victories... but, some are not as clear cut as others. Is today a successful attempt, or are you on your last legs standing up against an enemy far stronger than yourself? Do you forge on ahead, or do you retreat? 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 Dreadful Nightmare: You're wearing yourself down with all this fighting. Your mind is rife with insecurity and fear. 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 hurt someone. Birth of a Witch: You've just learned the terrible truth behind Witches, and it's staring you in the face - someone very close to you has succumbed to despair. In a burst of flame, their corrupted soul gem rearranges itself into a grief seed, completing their transformation. Can you continue to fight on, knowing that this is the ultimate fate of all magi? Moreover, can you bring yourself to raise your weapon against a dear comrade whom you have been fighting alongside for so long? Unending Night: Carrying out a magi's duties has never been easy. Although up until now you've successfully navigated your way through countless nightmarescapes and defeated countless foes, this time you might finally be outmatched. Foe after foe stands before you. There's no end in sight. And with each attack you throw their way, your soul gem seems to grow ever dimmer... A Cruel Choice: The Witch has fallen, and you've been awarded a grief seed for your valiant efforts. Just in time, too! Your soul gem is in desperate need of cleansing. But as you look around you, you realize that you're not the only one whose soul gem is in bad shape. There's absolutely no way you can take care of more than one soul gem with just one grief seed. What will you do? In Fugue: Someone very dear to you has been acting off lately. They spend just a little too much time with the natives of Nyoi-cho, and they seem to resemble themselves less with each passing day. They even seem to be forgetting bits and pieces of their own past, and simple questions on your part lead to them spitting out the same eerie pre-programmed responses that you've grown so accustomed to hearing from the locals. It's clear that they're being assimilated into the town. You wonder how long it'll be before they cease to recognize you completely and the person you once knew them as simply no longer exists. Isn't there a way to slow down or reverse the process at all? Wildcard: Feel free to use any information from the FAQ or the World Info page to make your own prompt!

Comments

[vulgore]

Uh. Magic can give you the ability to incinerate someone with a thought or get stronger when covered in their guts. The hell is 'family friendly' about that?

[needlenosed]

...You know, I think you and I don't really watch the same kind of movies. Though I guess, the later ones got kinda grimdark like that.

Is that why you're waiting for me to die? You get stronger being covered in human entrails and everything?

[vulgore]

I'm not talking about movies.

[ He smiles. It's an expression entirely too sweet and boyish considering the subject matter. ]

And nah, I just like seeing idiots get whats coming to them.

[needlenosed]

Now that's just rude. It's pretty messed up to just wish ill on someone you barely even know. If this is some kind of rite of passage, initiation thing, I might need to talk to your manager.

[ Okay, he decides to stop poking that line of thought. Complaining's not going to get them out of here any faster. ]

Getting closer to the end here, so if anything's coming to me, it'll probably be sooner than later. If I wind up dying here, mind telling everyone I died fighting and not screaming like a little girl?

[vulgore]

You're not the sharpest tool in the shed, are you?

[ Shaking his head. ]

They're going to get all the gorey details.

[needlenosed]

Didn't think so. I get the feeling you're probably a pretty vivid storyteller. Into letting everyone know what my guts look like before I even know.

[ It's kinda amusing, in a terrifying way. ]

Well, here's hoping. I just started a new life, I kinda wanna break it in first before I lose it.

[vulgore]

Can't say you don't deserve to lose it. What kind of an idiot just goes in with whatever the hell that thing is anyway? Why didn't you go the weapons shop.

[needlenosed]

For starters, I'm pretty sure I've not a dime on my person. Unless Kyuubey slipped a wad of cash in one of my pockets before I woke up, pretty sure I'm barely gonna be able to afford anything. Second, I didn't even know there was a weapons shop. A real one, anyway.

There's nothing really wrong with this-- [ He says, waving it a bit. ] It's just a bit unwieldy.

[vulgore]

Yeah, sure. You're doing a great job bludgeoning them to death. Hit another one at me and I'll show you what a real weapon does. Did you just get here and run straight into danger?

[needlenosed]

Danger's my middle name. Well, one of my many middle names. These little guys have to have some kinda HP, so even smacking them should do the trick after a while.

[ If not, then... well. ] I'm not the only magical guy in town. I hedged my bets on running into a new pal here, running into the same kinda danger.

[vulgore]

What a shame that didn't work out for you.

[needlenosed]

I dunno. You showed up! Maybe future-telling's one of my new powers.

[vulgore]

If you keep this up I'll kill you.

[needlenosed]

Anyhoo, I think I'm gonna focus on potentially solving the mystery of how I'm getting out of here alive.

[ He decides to make the lip-zip thing and toss the key away. Time to quit while he's ahead. Or, still has a head. ]