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petoskeymods) wrote2018-05-11 09:30 pm
TEST DRIVE MEME
This is the test drive meme for Summer Camp Petosky. Feel free to use this to voicetest, gather samples for your potential app, or just have fun in the setting! Reserves open on May 20th. Hit up our FAQ with any other questions!
Feel free to come up with your own scenarios as well! This is just a sampling of the camp fun that you can be expected to have in the game. Here is our Locations page!
1. WHO INVENTED TRUMPETS
You awake with a start in one of the cabins that litter the campgrounds to the soothing sounds of A goddamn trumpet in your ear.
Alright, it's not in your ear persay, but it is being played from a stereo in your cabin, cheekily repeating itself over and over until you stumble out of bed and turn the damn thing off. 'Bed' in this case being one of the bunks in a bunk bed, wearing entirely unfamiliar clothing.
Welcome to camp. Get to know your fellow campers, your new roommates and the other people who are getting the same wakeup call in the cabins nearby.
2. WHO INVENTED FROGS
It's night. There's nothing around but the soft sounds of nature - the wind, gentle splashes from the lake, Frogs screaming all night -
Apparently, one of your counselors has gotten fed up with the noise, and kept you all up so you could go and hunt frogs, with a light and a container with a lid to keep all your catches in. You've got a partner and until daybreak, and the team with the most frogs at the end of the day gets a whole week's worth of tickets. Think of all the candy you could buy with that.
2A. MAYBE BREAKFAST IS A BAD IDEA
The next morning as you all file in bleary eyed from a long night of frogging, you'll notice the kitchen is serving up all your standard american breaskfast favorites: pancakes, bacon, eggs, frog legs-
Frog legs.
Hm.
3. WHO WANTS TO GO HORSEBACK RIDING?
Thankfully, it's not all frogs and mayhem. The Counselors take you out horseback riding through the woods - which would be a fun time if not for one little fact.
The Horses you're riding are all entirely made from living wood. They even like pets and make the appropriate horse noises somehow, but they're made from wood. They don't seem to be dangerous at least, but...
The counselors warn you to stay on the trail and not go off it, no matter how much the horses want to go there. If you decide the warnings are for suckers, well...You won't get very far off the trail before the horses buck you off and begin sticking their roots into you, forcibly sucking your blood with delighted whinnies. At that point? All you can do is hope someone hears your screams and chances coming to save you.
On the other hand, if you listen to the counselors? You get a pleasant ride through a beautiful forest. Maybe listen to the counselors for once, yeah? Or don't - it's your funeral.
4. CAMP SLASHAWAY
Looks like one of your fellow Campers has died - at the hands of one of your own, no less. Maybe you should get around to checking out the body, and make notes of the condition - because the counselors sure aren't going to be any help here. And if you happened to do it...well, maybe you'd be better off misleading them or obfuscating evidence.
5. TRIALS AND SMORES
It's night. the campfire is roaring, you're all seated around it, and now you've been told to do your best to find the killer. Of course, the killer will be punished, but the counselors say they'll only be put in time out - which is a small wooden shack nearby. However, you can all see that they've put the victim's body in there...which is gross and intensely unsanitary. Yet at the same time, something about that hut just...frightens you.
You'd better find the killer, and hope that no one votes for you tonight.
This'll go well
[ Cielo has no idea what a Hollow is, but he knows demons, so he frowns. He's... not feeling happy someone died. ]
It's messed up somebody died period! Nobody should be dyin' if dey be doin' dere job! If dey were protectin dere comrades--nobody... nobody's 'sposed ta die. But you should honor your dead. To just--to just chuck de body in dere like dat, it's disrespectful! Nobody... nobody 'ere should be wantin' to kill one another. ... Right? Ain't we all in dis togetha?
It's fine he has arrancar friends
I agree, but...one of us thought otherwise, I guess.
[He's silent for a moment, brows knitting as he looks over the rest of the people around the campfire.]
...I wish I knew they were alright. Their soul, I mean. I can't...see them, here.
[And he has a good feeling that his spiritual vision has been blocked due to the dead being able to spill the beans, so to speak, on who did the deed.
For some reason, it's important for them to go through this song and dance, instead of getting the police involved.]
I hope they'll at least let us bury the body.
yeah...... it's fine. nbd. same thing totally
A... soul. And burying the body? Those two thoughts--separate. They both bug him for opposite reasons. ]
... Burying de body. It's... no. Last time we didn't do dat, our comrade done got devoured by a thievin', conniving, awful...
[ ... He stops himself there. ]
It'd be better, if someone like dat were here... it'd be better to devour dem. Wouldn't it? Den... dey'd get de respect dey deserve. And their honor--it'd live on in us. We'd... we'd find their killer. No... will find. If dat thought bothers others, den I could do it. Wouldn't bother me none. Dat's what I'm s'posed ta do.
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'Live on in us.' Back in his world, that literally could be possible - as hollows and arrancar ate souls themselves. It might be the same in his world, or maybe not. It was hard to tell, but he can't miss the way Cielo reacts -
And he reaches out, gently placing a hand on the other's shoulder.]
I'm not sure if there's anyone who eats like you do, Cielo. But...I understand where you're coming from. We'll...see what they want us to finish doing here - for some reason, I can't help but feel like this isn't going to end with 'and then the killer got put in time out.'
[This whole situation...
...None of it was right.]
But...'Supposed to do?' Are you...compelled to, or something?
[He says that gently, at least - not wanting to offend Cielo.]
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[ He rubs the back of his neck at the second bit, and then frowns a little deeper. He shifts, making the tattoo on his right thigh a little bit more visible, sitting cross-legged now. Without his usual attire to semi-cover it up, it was in pretty much full view, anyway, what with the shorts and all. ]
Dat's just how it is. Kinda weird everyone else here ain't branded wid their Atma. Their Karma, I think de crazy lady called it. It's s'posed to be a representation of our deeds, or somethin' like dat. And havin' a mark like dis--dat means one thing.
Devourin' people. Or being devoured yourself. If you don't do it, you... lose yourself to de hunger. We've lost too many comrades to dat. It ain't pretty. ... Ain't never said I liked it, but dat's just how it worked in de Junkyard once things changed. I ain't real smart, but even I get de basic idea. Nirvana is s'posed to be dis place where you ain't gotta do all dat. Where everybody's happy and dere's no more fightin'. So dis probably ain't Nirvana. Cuz somebody dead, and somebody else gonna die.
[ The upset in his voice is palpable. He sounds... very much like he WANTS to cry but isn't going to. Like he's... used to this by now. He's fourteen. ]