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

[shieldsister]

Possible, yes. Though at this point, anything is possible. This place hardly seems to follow any of our worlds' rules to start with.

[emberserker]

How so? Because there isn't any magic leaking through?

[shieldsister]

I'm not one to ask about how magic works. What I mean is that such a thing - a location underwater locked sealed away with no risk of flooding - simply shouldn't be possible where I'm from. There's no accounting for the... technology either. Such things do not exist in Tamriel.

[...okay, there's some dwemer stuff that comes kinda close, but you don't go into the dwemer dungeons if you can help it.]

[emberserker]

We've got underwater research stations at home, but it's not something anyone can just go to. Only scientists with nothing better to do.

[shieldsister]

[You know what, sure, Aela's down for a distraction from the hostage motive, so even though she's certain she's going to regret it, let's discuss this crazy shit.]

A "scientist with nothing better to do" could describe our captor. Tell me more about your world; would kidnapping people from entirely different worlds be possible?

[emberserker]

I doubt it. Our technology isn't that high, and magic? Only the descendants of old mages even know it exists, and the world has lost most of it. Well, not so much lost as sealed away until someone can get to it.

[shieldsister]

Nothing like my world, then. There's plenty of magic where I'm from.

[buuuuut let's not talk about that, aela's no mage.]

You mentioned that there are underwater bases in your world. Do you know if they are anything like this?

[emberserker]

From what I've heard, but it isn't as if I've actually been to one in person. I've only seen them in books and things of that nature.

[shieldsister]

Not surprising. It seems as though none of us are familiar with a place like this.

[It's frustrating, but as always, Aela seems only mildly irritated with the situation. Instead, she inclines her head to indicate the picture Anna was given.]

Tell me about the "demon".

[emberserker]

Ernesta? Why would you want to know about her? She's nothing but an overrated usurper.

[shieldsister]

Curiosity. Did she steal a position of power from you?

[emberserker]

She might as well have. She's another competitor in GRANBELM, and my mother would have preferred she represent the family. She tried to adopt her years ago, when I'm right here.

[shieldsister]

Have you been able to prove your strength to your mother?

[...this is absolutely the correct question to ask here, because strength > everything including emotional competence.]

[emberserker]

[Anna scowls, tense. She rips the envelope in two as if to prove a point.]

I tried that! It didn't go well. But now I'm here, same as the rest of you.

[shieldsister]

Then perhaps you're better off casting her aside and pursuing strength for your own sake. Regardless, that hardly matters now. Worry about it once you've made it through this.

[emberserker]

You're right.

[Her gaze hasn't left the remains of the envelope, and she rips those halves too for good measure.]

Of course, the exercise will need to end instead of go on forever, but that must be manageable without getting yourself killed instead.

[shieldsister]

Of course. Others will die, if they aren't strong enough to resist these temptations.

[She waves her own envelope for emphasis, as though it isn't anything that could possibly be a consideration.]

I trust you won't fall to any of these incentives.

[There's something almost teasing in her voice, like it's a challenge.]

[emberserker]

Why even make that a question? You're acting like this is a competition.

[shieldsister]

A competition? Hardly. There's no honor in a game like this. As I said, it is about survival, nothing more.

I would find it disappointing to see your fire crushed by such a game, however.

[emberserker]

Don't tease me like that, it's unbecoming. I'll show you just how resilient Anna Fugo is.

[shieldsister]

Such bold words. Let's see you live up them.

[emberserker]

There's nothing you can do to stop me, I would say.

[shieldsister]

I don't intend to. You remind me of some of the newer Companions. There have been plenty who have had nothing more than fire, in the end.

[She doesn't sound particularly upset about it, but there's a hint of something almost melancholy in her voice.]