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

[hardnosed]

Hmph. [ it's really more of a dismissive grunt than a hmmph, but it's whatever! ] This "infernal exercise" is the only reason I'm wasting my time trading insults with a squalling, insignificant pebble like you. Even here, I might disappoint myself -- but you'll lose.

[emberserker]

You... Say that to me again! Without access to any magic, what can you even do, you talking stone?

[hardnosed]

[ Jasper's motive is still held up relatively high from her previous gesturing. Wordlessly, she lifts her arm, and she closes her immense fist on the envelope and squeezes.

It's paper, to be fair, so this is not the most effective demonstration! But her basic point stands. ]

[emberserker]

[Anna seethes. She throws her own torn-up envelope on the floor, grabs the nearest vase, and hurls it on the ground, turning to stalk off as it smashes.]

This is why magic stones shouldn't be sentient.

[hardnosed]

[ Jasper watches the display without a word, smug if not satisfied. There's nothing about this situation that merits true satisfaction, because in her eyes, there's no competition to be had. Under the circumstances, watching some earthling flounce out is just... ]

Pathetic, [ she pronounces, at the exact moment before the doors can close behind Anna, for obnoxious dramatic effect. She looks at the shattered vase on the floor for a second before heading on out herself, the motive she refuses to look at still balled up in her hand. ]