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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.
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They're far enough into the trees that it's hard for Lenka to straighten without taking a low-hanging branch to the face, but somehow his horse still finds a good spot to rear up and start trying to throw him clean off. He manages to hang on for a split second longer: unable to keep from trying to dig his fingers into the grooves between the horse's roots.]
... Ugh!
[And that thud was the sound of him hitting a tree once the horse finally rids itself of its unhelpful person-shaped necklace. It's funny, actually -- the wind getting knocked out of him gets a louder exclamation than his reaction to the root suddenly imbedded in the tree next to his head.
It might also take a few moments to register that the root kind of went straight through his shoulder at that point. He just kind of stares blankly at it. Great.]
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Once he has a chance to locate Lenka once more, his dark eyes fix upon the root impaling the other through his shoulder. A quirk of his lips, and he's murmuring, his voice soft and songlike.
It would almost be calming if it didn't also summon a bolt of lighting down to strike Lenka's horse on the spot.]
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He can't stand it.
He probably would have done something drastic with either the root or in an attempt to fight the horse if the lightning hadn't staged a timely intervention. But that presents a new problem: there was no way for horse or ex-rider to brace for what would happen next, which is -- the wooden horse explodes, bits of root and tree guts flying everywhere. Oh, and blood. There's a lot of blood already running through this horse, apparently, far more than it could have extracted just from Lenka. The blood spray reaches halfway up the trees and almost over to the trail, and creates an impressive puddle that Lenka now gets to sit in. Wonderful.]
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[Well, he'll just sit there stunned for a moment. Reflexively, one hand comes up to wipe some of the blood out of his face. Then he closes his eyes and starts trying to yank the remaining root out of his shoulder. He's unluckily still kind of pinned to the tree, despite most of the rest of the horse basically disintegrating.]