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notasstrange2017-11-03 01:24 pm
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Round 2 Test Drive Meme

TEST DRIVE 1. ARRIVAL You're here, in the Mall. Wherever the Mall might be, right? And what happened to your powers? Your memories? Who else has been so unlucky as to be brought in with you? Also, why are the rules littered with emojis!? 2. POWER You have been, er, "blessed" with a power. Its not a power you want or care for, but its yours now. You might want to try an control it, lest you hurt someone else. That is...unless you want to. Just don't blow up any public property while you're at it! 3. HOME So now you live in a mall! All right! Modern conveniences galore! And hey, there's a cat cafe and a bar! Maybe living here forever won't be so bad. Unless you're looking for a way out, but surely, you wouldn't do that, right? 4. MINIGAME The Life Coach has decided to do 'games'. Those who win the games will get prizes, the Life Coach has promised. The Test Drive Meme's minigame: a costume contest! The best costume made in five hours wins! Work alone, or in teams - the Life Coach is ok with either~! 5. MOTIVE The Life Coach has announced the motive for the week. Clearly someone really wants to give you a reason to kill someone. How will you react? Will you stand against such an insult and help others to fight the temptation? Or perhaps, you yourself are tempted...? 6. DEATH One of your own has died - no, been killed. The Inquisition has started. The body lies before you, and now you must discern the truth from the clues before you. But can you when you mourn? Or, perhaps you don't mourn the dead. Perhaps you're only playing along because you know more than you let on. 7. TRIAL Well, it looks like the Life Coach wasn't kidding when they said there would be a trial. So now you're here, looking to condemn the responsible killer. If you do, they die. If you don't, you die. Whatever happens, you have to figure out what happened. Can you? 8. WILDCARD Anything not mentioned above. Go wild! |

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[Says the guy in a red longcoat and pirate boots. The main way he could defend these clothes as relatively modern is the smooth synthetic material in a single layer. He's been leaning against the wall outside a bedroom (Is it worth it calling his own? Nah, it's just the one he came out of after waking up.) toying with the cell phone. With a snap of his wrist the phone is shut and goes in his coatpocket, while he steps forward extending his other hand to shake.]
Name's Dio.
I do not have a confused enough icon for this I'm so sorry
[ The hell is that? Also you are dressed very weird to him. Very weird. The fuck, Dio? ]
...Are you some kind of fool?
[ Jester. He means jester. Also, handshake...? Is this some sign of peace? Should he be worried about weapons??? ]
...Cesare Borgia, son of Cardinal Rodrigo Borgia.
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[His smile is more like a flashing of teeth as he is this close to busting a blood vessel. Well, if he strangled someone within sixty seconds of leaving his bedroom, that would set a new record for an expedition going pear-shaped, and some uncomfortable questions would follow. He'll keep it together. For now.]
Charmed to meet you, Cesare. This Rodrigo Borgia must be a powerful dude, huh. Do you think this is kidnapping for ransom or something?
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[ No, he seems to have legit been asking you a question. Quick, Dio, do you know what a fool actually is beyond being an insult. ]
...I mean, if it is, they weren't very wise. My family has a reputation. Most would avoid us with quite a wide path.
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Well, it's not that wide a reputation. I'm afraid I've never heard of the Borgias! But I actually come from pretty far away, so, no offense.
Actually, when you put it that way, it's kind of weird that they'd go so far. Like maybe there's enough distance to keep your folks from sending in the cavalry, but then what the hell do they want to do instead?
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[ ...How far from Rome is he that people don't know who he is. ]
My family is all well-known for our knowledge of poisons. Trying to kidnap a Borgia is asking for a slow and painful death.
[ WHAT IS A SENSE OF HUMOR TBH ]
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Dio raises both hands and takes a big step back.]
I hear you loud and clear, man. But, uh, you didn't actually manage to lay a hand yet on the bastard who got you here, did you?
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[ I'm so sorry Dio this is the kind of person Cesare is ]
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Then I'll leave it in your capable hands.
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[ Just a minute. Cesare is. Trying to reboot. Because normally people freak out when they find out about the poison thing. ]
...You don't find me strange...?
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I'm not going to lie, I don't hang out with a lot of, uh, [air quotes] "well dressed cardinals' sons". Who poison people. And whatever else you do. But, look, I'd really like to get out of here and give our hosts what they have coming to them. As long as you're not poisoning me, you're not so bad. What's the problem with that?
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[ Did I mention the lack of a sense of humor ]
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Then it's settled. We can be bros until we blow this popsicle stand. Capiche?
[By now, he anticipates some type of stilted response, and is nevertheless saying it anyway to see precisely what type of stilted response he receives, in a jocular manner.]
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[ ...I mean he legit sounds confused, I'm sorry you have to put up with this Dio. ]
If that's an alliance, then yes. That sounds like it would be agreeable.
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Yeah. We can be allies. You don't poison me, I don't stab you, that kind of thing.
[His expression wrinkles a little are the edges... Cesare doesn't know what a bro is? His life must seriously be so different. Dio is kind of envious.]
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That sounds fair.
[ Cesare what the fuck is your life. ]
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[He's fascinated by a guy that he assumes is contemporary but sheltered. Usually Dio is the one getting ribbed for not understanding a joke, so having the shoe on the other foot is a good time.]