TDM - Somewhere, beyond the sea~

[bathymetric]

THE UNKNOWN SEAS TDM

Hello and welcome to the Test Drive Meme for Unknown Seas! Welcome to the bottom of the whole ocean, kids. Use this as a space to freely test characters or character options in something close to the setting! Standard format applies, drop your character name and canon in the subject line

The facility is pretty simple, even if there isn't an exact map yet. There are a number of various windowless rooms and common areas in clusters connected by long glass corridors built in the bottom of the sea. If you look up you can see more tunnels above, but they're darkened completely. Here's some prompts! The kids love prompts, right?

1. Arise from the depths (of sleep)

You wake up in a very functional and simple bed in a very functional and simple room. It's definitely not, however, where you went to sleep. Did you even go to sleep? That's pretty alarming. Also potentially alarming is the window in the wall above the writing desk you've been given - that's uh. That's water out there, buddy. You're underwater. Well-lit underwater, but underwater. You should probably look around or maybe outside - who knows, maybe other people are around here? Or maybe you want to try to demand to speak to a manager.

2. Killing time

Between bursts of violent murder, there aren't exactly a bunch of scheduled activities in this place. So there's a need to fill the time somehow... what are you doing to kill time? I know most everyone interested is a murdergame vet of some kind, so feel free to add in whatever standard murdergame rooms you like to fill the space! There's all kinds of things here. Maybe there's a theater, or an art room, or... an aquarium, for ultimate levels of nonsense?

3. Motive time!

The Professor has announced a new motive for murder! Maybe you've been given an envelope with your deepest darkest secret, maybe you're being offered a great deal of money... maybe he's giving the kitchen staff a week off! There's all kinds of things he could do.

4. Material goods???

There's a vending machine in the hallway, with no... buttons for selection or anything, which is weird. All you can do is drop the coins you sometimes get into the coin slot and hope! It might drop all kinds of things - it's regains, you know the drill.

5. Down where it's wetter, down where someone's deader...

There's been a murder! Get out there and investigate, or like... don't. I'm not your dad. Maybe you want to shield some poor teenager from a grisly murder? Or maybe the investigation is over and you want to chat about the grisly murder over some relaxing tea from the kitchen. You do you!

6. Other

Or maybe there's something not on here that you want to do! This TDM is for you, live your dreams!

Comments

[lightsmith]

'Cause I'm a professional.

[obviously.]

I ain't tryna kill nobody but the folks in charge of this whole mess, once we find a way out of here.

[bolderfell]

[Pfft.]

Uh-huh. I believe that entirely.

[lightsmith]

Believe whatever y'wanna believe. I ain't gonna convince ya otherwise.

[bolderfell]

Guess there's really no way to tell if it'll work unless you try. Though...

[He wanders over to inspect the pile of tools she's got, then swipes a couple of them without further comment.]

[lightsmith]

...You call that stealin'?

[She raised an eyebrow at him, folding her arms.]

What kinda amateur makes their movements so damn obvious?

[bolderfell]

Believe me, if I wanted to steal something, you wouldn't know it was gone. This is called taking.

[He flips a carving knife idly around his fingers.]

Not like you had your name on them.

[lightsmith]

[Scintilla rolled her eyes, adjusting her glasses.]

Real impressive. You want I should care about the big tough guy rogue act, or you just wanna keep playin' like you're too cool to be stuck in this same as the rest of us?

[bolderfell]

[He selects a couple more tools from the pile with finicky precision.]

Can't say I care one way or the other how you feel about my 'act.' I just don't want my woodworking tools burnt to nothing.

[lightsmith]

Well, you could always just speak up and say as much.

[baitless]

Indeed, it is. I would not want to tell her about much else, admittedly.

[sigh...]

I have been attempting to encourage cooperation among those of us trapped here, at least. I do not trust that things will go smoothly, though.

[bolderfell]

[He shrugs, pocketing his pointy prizes.]

Can't say I care much for talking, either.

[archboxer]

Of course. We must act together.

[Yet...]

Fear and anger will make that difficult. Even the most skilled shepherd will have troubles calming their flock when they know a wolf is hiding.

[archboxer]

Thank you, Mira.

[She bows her head with a smile.]

Please call me Rhea.

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[shieldsister]

Another useless trinket.

[Hey, Seteth. Aela's got a few coins and she's hanging out in the doorway, arms folded as she watches.]

Have you had any luck with this machine at all? I have heard that it can give items from our homes.

[And as usual, there's nothing much in her tone to indicate whether she likes that idea or whether it's just something else that's mildly annoying.]

[ladygeryon]

1. why water. why this.

[Nira wakes up with a groan, and immediately notices that this is not her beautiful house or her beautiful husband. She's almost instantly alert, leaping out of bed and flinching again when she notices the water surrounding them. It's a good thing her walking stick is with her, at least, as she supports herself on it to check out the situation. She walks slightly closer, peering to make certain it's real, before backing away with a groan.]

Great. It just had to be water, right? [Her voice is somewhat scratchy, and the scars on her neck are fairly obvious-though they resemble melted stone more than burnt flesh.

Later, she can be found almost anywhere, pacing around the rooms and noticing how they're all exposed to water. When it comes to the tunnels, she definitely tries to hurry through them faster.]

4. something precious

[The item that's come out of the vending machine is a fairly plain-looking orange bandanna. Nira lifts it up to take a better look, peering especially hard at one corner, before a slightly fond smile comes to her lips. She takes a slight sniff of it and sighs contentedly.

Later on, she can also be seen with it tied around her neck, mostly covering her scars, which might surprise some people, since she's probably mentioned not being ashamed of them before.]

[baitless]

...I know. It will not be easy, and I cannot say that I am naive enough to assume that nothing will happen even if we put our best efforts forward. But... if we can mitigate the damage, it will be worth it.

[archboxer]

There are indeed things that can sway even a pure soul to doing things that are regrettable. Even if every person puts the utmost effort in we are still trapped. However, that only means we must try even harder.

[She's been trying to keep her tone calm, if serious. She can't hide the growl of anger creeping into her voice when she speaks her next words.]

The Professor will pay for this, as will his accomplices. That much I know for certain.

[baitless]

Of course. Everything else aside, we cannot allow something like this to happen again, and the Professor does not seem the sort to stop after one attempt.

[baitless]

This is my first time attempting it, actually. I was not expecting something so... hapless.

[...though, hm, he does look at it a little more closely...]

Admittedly, this does look like the sort of quill I use to write with back home, and I do end up writing enough that they break fairly regularly...

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[blackmass]

I believe that is, perhaps, what one might term 'a cruel irony'.

[where the hell did he come from.]

[philoxenia]

Maybe... Unless someone was studying them.

[ Gotta pass the time somehow, after all! ]

I do feel bad for them... Have they been taken care of before we came here, I wonder?

[philoxenia]

[ Oh, goodness. She's not used to that--she's pretty easy to fluster, so when Rhea bows her head, she shakes her head, raising her hands a little. ]

I-it's no problem, really. [ a pause. ] It's nice to meet you, Rhea, even if the circumstances are... less than pleasant.

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[emberserker]

Are you smelling that? It probably just smells like the prize machine.

[Teenage girl judging you, sorry.]

Anna Fugo | GRANBELM

[emberserker]

[2]

[The library in here looks fine enough for something in an underwater lab, by which we mean it's weird. Anna, though, seems serious about it; she's scanning the shelves with a growing frown.]

No history, no geography. Nothing about where we are. Ugh, there must be something here.

[3]

[Anna opens her envelope, draws a photo out, and laughs harshly before crumpling it up, her glare burning as it never leaves the paper.]

This is my hostage? Don't make me laugh. I'd sooner kill that demon myself!

[4]

[Money, she understands, even if this vending machine is a little suspect. So Anna slides one coin in and turns the crank, only for... well, a box displaying scale model of this to plop into her hands. Assembly and painting required, of course.]

It's mocking me.

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[bolderfell]

What is that thing.