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

1; i am so sorry

[blackmass]

[Maybe not everyone had quite cleared out. Having been lingering in the shadows, a not-quite-familiar priest watched Rin's outburst in something resembling amusement.]

Close to what, Rin? A startling change in appearance?

oh thank god

[mouflon]

[ The noise that escapes Rin is very definitely a squeal. She jumps and whirls to face the voice, and for a second, Kirei might see her face cycle through several reactions, one after another: surprise, embarrassment at having been so careless, the fight or flight response of someone who has grown accustomed to living like there's a knife at her back...

Until, in the end, her expression lands on a grimace. Oh, it's just the Overseer. Frankly, Rin doesn't know what to make of his presence here, and she straightens up as much as she can, hands setting on her hips. ]

You should know as well as anyone that our real bodies don't necessarily match our avatars. How are you even here?

[ Listen, she isn't thinking a lot about his lack of disco ball shirt right now, cut her some slack. ]

[blackmass]

[...who the what and where now? The startled reaction was perhaps a bit unexpected, amusing as it was. The hair color? Thoroughly confusing. But what she said panned out to complete nonsense to Kirei, leaving him a bit at a loss for once.]

The same way that you arrived here, I presume. Is that so shocking?

[mouflon]

I'm pretty sure anyone would be surprised to have a bunch of data standing in front of their flesh and blood body. Unless you're about to tell me this is a digital space, too, and the Moon Cell just decided I needed a dye job?

[ she just keeps going ]

[blackmass]

[?????????????]

...I am going to state this plainly, Rin Tohsaka.

I have no idea in heaven or on earth what you just said.

1/3

[mouflon]

[ In irritation, she stomps her foot. ]

What do you mean, you don't know? That's your entire job! It's what you were programmed to—

[mouflon]

[ . . . processing . . . ]

[mouflon]

...Hey, Overseer. What's the year?

[blackmass]

[Kirei couldn't honestly remember the last time he'd had a tension headache, but this was beginning to border on giving him one. 'Programmed'? Was it possible that-...no, that was crazy.]

[Then again, the question he was met with rather solidified the 'crazy' option as being more and more likely by the second.]

Winter, 2004.

[mouflon]

Wow. I didn't think a real person could give off the creepy energy you do, but I guess the Moon Cell really did model its NPCs on real people.

[blackmass]

I see. So it truly is a matter of Second Magic that we find ourselves confronted with, and not a bottle of peroxide and a fair few delusions.

[goddammit, zelretch.]

How very fascinating a quandary to further complicate matters.

[mouflon]

Maybe, maybe not. Then again, Second Magic is at play whether I come from a parallel world or your future.

[ there's a talking duck here, kirei ]

For your information, I wasn't alive in 2004. Don't address me like you've met me.

[blackmass]

My most sincere apologies. You see, the Rin Tohsaka of my era was left in my care after her father's untimely death.

[hahahaha.]

Forgive me if I can not help a shred of familiarity.

[mouflon]

[ A pinched expression passes across her face, and she mutters something under her breath that, if he listens closely, sounds a bit like explains a few things. ]

Don't worry, I'm used to it. I just thought the "real" you would be more reasonable, for some reason. [ Unfortunately, the Moon Cell is pretty near perfect in its duplication. ] It's not like I can keep calling you "Overseer" in this situation, anyway, so I guess Kotomine will have to do instead.

[blackmass]

I confess myself wondering just what manner of environment you describe, but heaven forbid I should pry for details.

[kirei why are you like this]

[mouflon]

[ ... grumbles ]

You can ask me one question.

[blackmass]

Only one? Your stubbornness seems a near universal constant. But very well, I shall not argue the point.

What, exactly, is this Moon Cell you speak of?

[mouflon]

[ She sighs, but it's not like she should have expected anything different. That priest did have a way of honing in on the important details... ]

I'd ask you what it sounds like, but I guess there's no way for you to know. But it is what the name suggests — that is, part of the moon. No one actually knows who built it or why, but long story short, it's a massive photon computer, way more complex and powerful than anything humans can create even today... Most of the time it doesn't do anything but record the events transpiring on earth, though.