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test drive meme #2
TEST DRIVE MEME #2
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[Vishvendra Rai]
Hi, It's Me, Back Again
The last thing you remember is either simple or very complicated - you were asleep, or unconscious, or perhaps...you died. Whatever the circumstances, you closed your eyes at home and dreamed of a storm, and when your eyes opened again you were staring at the ceiling of your new home, injured perhaps, but with wounds bound and safe enough. For now.
Upon waking and exploring your new surroundings - a relatively nice, furnished apartment - you will discover a BlackBerry style phone, your apartment key, mail key, and a sensor for "buzzing" into the building, as well as a list of rules to live by in your new home:
The apartment you now find yourself in looks well-kept, the fridge is full, the lights are on, and the whole place looks as if whoever lived in this apartment before you simply packed up and left, minutes ago.1. don't use the elevator between 1:11 and 3:33 am.
2. you will receive mail from 'the building manager' shoved under your door. read it once and then burn it immediately.
3. if someone claiming to live on the fourth floor tries to speak to you, ignore them.
4. never enter the basement, or any area of the building below ground level
5. if you see a shadowy figure in the hallway, run.
If you leave that apartment, you'll find yourself faced with a dim hallway that leads to a small lobby with an elevator door. You're going to have to explore this new place sometime! Why not now?
Drag You To The Bottom of the Lake
CW: POSSIBLE DROWNING, TENTACLES
Usually, one has to use their fob to buzz into the amenities on the first floor, but today you might notice that the doors are propped open and peppy pop music seems to be playing from down one of the hallways. Echoey and a little strange at first, at a distance, the music seems to beckon to you and you find yourself following the sound of it.
The closer you get, the more clear the music will be, less creepy and echoey, until it's nothing but bubblegum pop that might play on the radio in any world you might have come from. The lyrics are unfamiliar but they're easy to learn if you wanted to sing along! The happy, peppy energy is very familiar and the more you listen, the more you find yourself wanting to sing or hum along.
Eventually, the source of the music proves to be the swimming pool, the doors of which are propped open just like the doors leading up to it. Inside it is lit moderately brightly, the high ceiling sloped from about the center of the room with a glass roof that shows that it's raining outside. Inside, however, it's warm and smells slightly of chlorine and...candy? Upon further inspection, it appears there's a candy and ice cream bar set up at one side of the pool, where a little bit of room has been cleared, the lounge chairs pressed against the walls of the pool. The music appears to be coming from an old school boombox that's propped on one of the chairs and blasting at the highest volume possible, plugged into an outlet on the wall behind it. The doors to the change rooms are propped open invitingly, and the temperature is just warm and muggy enough that the pool? That looks like a great idea. Cool. Inviting. A drop of sweat winds its way down your forehead as you look at it.
The ice cream and candy bar is welcoming, with various flavours available from vanilla to chocolate to peanut butter swirl to...blood? That label must mean blood orange, right? Either way, there's plenty of ice cream to go around, and once you've scooped your portion into your bowl, you can top it with a wide variety of candies - gummy candy that turns deliciously hard and chewy with the cold ice cream, mini peanut butter cups, peppermint swirls, and a wide variety of other types. To top it all off, help yourself to caramel, chocolate, or strawberry syrup. Feel free to dance to the happy pop music in the cleared area while you eat and socialize with your fellow partygoers!
Once you're done with the ice cream, feel free to go into the change room of your choice (male, female, and non-gendered) and find a line of swimsuits and towels neatly folded in matching sets along the benches. Get changed, take a quick shower to rinse off, and go jump into the pool!
The pool itself is quite benign at the shallow end and through the middle, and as usual with pools, as you swim deeper the depth markers printed on the side of the pool go up and up. 5 feet. 7 feet. 9 feet. The final markers simply say "???" though, as you get to the last few feet of the pool, and if you are to look down you'll find that instead of the distant blue of the tile under chlorinated water, there's nothing but black. There's no way to see the bottom, and if you drop something lighted it'll simply sink until it's no longer visible in the dark. The more you look at it, the more it calls to you, as you stare into the abyss and it stares back.
Just when you find yourself tempted to swim down and see how far you can get before you can't hold your breath any longer, something emerges from the dark, a deep grey-purple tentacle with suckers on the inside. It wraps around your ankle, and you can feel the panic set in as it starts to drag you under...
Can you fight free of it? Will someone come to your rescue? Will anyone even notice?
Hope You Didn't See Me Unhinging My Jaw
CW: EMETOPHOBIA, ROT, MAGGOT-LIKE CREATURE
The stairwell and elevator in Penumbra Place have never been what anyone would call 'reliable' by any means. However, it seems that over the next few days after the pool party, they're fixated on the 8th floor. The elevator constantly stops at the 8th floor, doors opening as if to admit or expel an invisible party, lingering at the floor much longer than is necessary or normal. People using the stairwells will find that the numbers painted on the wall of the stairwell to indicate where the doors go are all '8' no matter how many floors up or down they go. There's obviously something on that floor that...requires your attention.
Should anyone be brave enough to actually venture into the 8th floor, they'll find it looks like a normal floor in the apartment building, albeit slightly...squishy. The floor squelches under shoes, covered in an inches-deep mysterious greenish-yellow liquid, the walls dip slightly under the touch of fingers, even the doors are slightly squishy when the knobs are grasped to open or close them. Surfaces are shiny and slightly slimy, glistening in light that's a little bit lower than the lights on other floors. There's a scent in the air like rotting food, spoiled milk, prickling at the back of your nostrils. Every touch stings a little, too, unless some kind of protection is being worn, like acid biting at the skin and eating through it. It eats through clothing too, with drips falling from the ceiling and landing on heads and faces and shoulders, dissolving fabric and hair and the skin underneath.
As you explore the floor, you'll come across apartment 808, where the door is slightly ajar. Moving inside, the scent of rot and digestion that permeates the entire floor gets stronger and stronger, like curdled milk and bile and vomit. The amount of liquid on the floor gets deeper and deeper until it's stinging and biting at your ankles and calves, the sharp but slow throbbing pain of being digested.
And then you see it, the giant thing attached to the apartment's living room wall. About 10 feet long, the thing is like a giant maggot, squirming and pulsing above a couch soaked with that burning acidic bile, seemingly feeding on the wall and the fluid. And anything that happens by, it seems, as the creature shifts and makes a high-pitched noise, reaching out some kind of appendage toward you. In some instinctive way, you recognize this creature as a parasite, and disgust builds up like bile in your own throat at the sight of it, a primitive emotion bordering on fear.
There's no choice but to kill it, is there? Except it doesn't die so easily, requiring ridiculous amounts of damage taken before it will die. Are you going to risk killing it and damaging the building in which you all live?
The World Is Burning
CW: FIRE, POSSIBILITY OF BEING BURNED
The smell of smoke greets you as you awaken, and as you go about your day, the scent doesn't go away. It's faintest on the main floor and the 11th floor, but gets stronger the closer to the center of the building you get. If you happen to be in the stairwell, it's easy to see that the smoke is billowing out from under the door of the 4th floor.
Anyone who investigates the floor will find it on fire, the flames licking at the skeletal remains of the walls, already burned out. And they will hear screams and cries of terror from inside the floor, as if there were people in those apartments! There are 25 apartments on the floor and people in almost all of them that need rescuing! Does it matter that this floor was uninhabitable just yesterday? No! You can hear them, screaming and crying and panicking. Someone is crying that their baby is stuck somewhere, someone is screaming that they're burning.
While some characters may be heroes who'd help no matter what, the others can be compelled by the fact that the only standing and habitable building anywhere nearby is on fire. It's worth the time to help out, in whatever way possible.
Anyone who tries to fight the fire will find that nothing they do will extinguish the flames, no amount of water or ice or anything else will staunch the flames that are burning the skeletal apartment walls. There's hardly anything left to burn, and yet it keeps going, flames licking at the exposed wood seemingly without really doing any further damage. But if a person tries to touch it? Well, that's another story altogether, because the flames definitely harm flesh.
The only way to stop the blaze before it consumes the whole apartment is to rescue the people on the floor. People that no one here has met before, people who seemingly didn't exist before the flames started. Could they be related to the phantoms you can usually see on this floor? Maybe. But either way, once all the people are cleared out of the floor, the fire magically dies down and slowly goes out.
We Go Boo
CW: GHOSTS, DARKNESS
The shadowy figure is old news by this point, and easy enough to avoid. It's simple, if you see it, simply run to the other end of the hall and leave the floor, or duck into one of the apartments. Easy enough, if still pretty scary.
Things start to change in the month of January, though, with new figures appearing. They are shrouded in darkness, enough that making out details of what they look like is difficult. Sometimes they come alone, sometimes in groups of two or three. They're distinguishable enough from each other by height and posture to tell that there are 6 of them, all different save for two that are identical, only obviously two because they often appear together.
While these six figures are much like the original shadowy figure, and don't do much of their own or take initiative to attack anyone, and are impervious to any attacks on them, they are intimidating, and their appearances are more frequent than the shadowy figure's appearances had been. Every night, on multiple floors, and sometimes even in the daytime, most often around sunset and sunrise, these figures appear and sweep down hallways, rattle the knobs of the apartments, and generally make themselves known.
teacodes
Re: Shoto Todoroki | MHA | current player
"REMEMBER CITIZENS- IF YOU HAVE INDULGED IN SWEETS IT IS PROPER PROTOCOL TO WAIT THIRTY MINUTES BEFORE SWIMMING. I SUGGEST THAT YOU TAKE THE TIME TO BRUSH YOUR TEETH AND DO SOME STRETCHING! I CAN SHOW YOU SOME STRETCHES IF YOU DO NOT HAVE THE KNOWLEDGE!" Tenya loudly projected, using both of his hands in wide sweeping gestures as he spoke.
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Shoto turns, and sure enough, that's Iida over there yelling about stretches. He heads over there, bringing his ice cream with him.
"Iida? When did you get here?"
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Okay, there she goes. Nice and safe. Good. Now onto other matters- such as the very welcomed sight of his good friend Shouto!
"Ah! I just arrived today! Is this a new training program? If it is, it's a bit odd. I don't recall anything on the curriculum and I haven't seen Aizawa-sempai at all." Tenya answered, his wild flailing slowing down to a halt when Shouto was close enough to him.
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"No. We're still not sure how we got here or why we were brought here, and no one's found a way back to where we came from yet." He takes a little bite of his ice cream, mostly to keep it from dripping out of the cone. "But wherever we are, it's nowhere near UA. Pretty sure it's not even in Japan."
He glances around at the people gathered at the party. "Mr. Aizawa isn't here. Most of our class isn't. So far, it's just me, you, Ochako, and Midoriya. Hawks is here, too. ...Bakugo was here, but he just disappeared one day."
Shoto's worried about Bakugo. It's been about a month and he hasn't reappeared. But there's nothing they can do about it, not until they figure out what's going on around here.
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"I take it that there's been search parties for Bakugou? What was the last time that you have seen him? Did you investigate where he last was? His bedroom? Have you told Hawks?" Iida rapidly questioned, his mind switching gears from some light lifeguarding into proper Hero in training mode. "Has there been any signs of any unusual quirk use? Is it possible that Bakugou was given a secret mission and was not able to tell any of you about it?"
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Shoto's expression darkens, at that. Hawks was part of the team that did the same thing with Midoriya, and while Bakugo is a lot more likely to come back on his own, it still leaves a bad taste in Shoto's mouth. Then again--
"But I don't think Bakugo would have accepted it. He knows better. As for Quirk use, it's a more difficult question to answer than it would be at home. There are people here from places where Quirks don't even exist, but some of them have other kinds of powers that don't follow the rules we know about how Quirks work. The building itself seems to hold some sort of power, too."