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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.
2A rip floefriend
[The boy next to her also has his pancakes all loaded up and rounded out with sizzling slabs of bacon on the side, because growing teenagers will be growing teenagers -- and there's also a good bouquet of frog legs on his plate, because they smelled good, okay, regardless of where they came from.
He's looking over at her quizzically. He also looks a bit tired -- he's never had such noisy nights in living memory -- but if they stand there much longer his stomach is going to start yelling with her. Priorities are split right now.]
hello friend i totally didn't lose this tag because uhh time is fake actually
Obviously! Do you know what those are?
[ She jabs a finger in the direction of the frog legs, plate of pancakes wobbling dangerously in her other hand as she does so. ]
You aren't gonna EAT those, are you??
it's true, time and space are both fake
[And they look pretty great, even though he has some inkling that everything in this camp is not as it seems... so far the food hasn't betrayed them! So far. Lenka hasn't ever seen this sort of... drumstick? Before. But that means nothing, because he's never seen half the food here before. At least not in this form.
Long story short: he will eat just about anything. And they're already on his plate, so:]
I wouldn't waste food.
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They're not meat, they're....they're-!
[ She can hardly bring herself to speak the words out loud. The sheer horror is almost too much to bear! ]
They're frogs! It's sooo gross! It's bad enough they made us chase after those slimy things all night, but now they want us to eat them?? No way!
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[He actually sounds much more intrigued than anything, and Lenka peers down at his plate with some interest before picking up a frog leg and testing out the texture. It's springier than expected for something that's as squashy and slimy as the frogs they were chasing.
He's at least polite enough not to taste-test in front of her. He does have manners!]
Hmm. I guess it's better than catch and release. [they'd have to deal with the noise again, for one] And it's better than wasting them, in that case.
[This seems perfectly reasonable to him? Does that help with her horror though.]
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Ew, don't touch it-! Are you kidding? There's no way we can eat something so icky! Ugh, we shouldn't have had to catch them at all!
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It's still meat. You don't have to eat it if you don't want to.
[That's actually sincere advice. He's not a picky eater, but if others are, then he'll just pick up the slack? It's community service.]
But I don't think there was any other way to quiet down the frogs, besides catching them.
[He still doesn't really see the issue, cultural differences are hard.]
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It's not just meat, it's...it's gross meat!
[ Gross meat. Yes. Surely that will make everything clear to him now. She punctuates her whining with a mighty pout, moving her own plate ever so slightly away from his as though the frog legs might decide to get up and hop over at any moment. ]
And...and they could have chased them away or something, couldn't they? Or they could just move us all to someplace that isn't swarming with slimy frogs!
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[Is it poisonous? Is she allergic? Is it going to mutate into a frog zombie and try to pull a chestburster on him?? All of these are totally real possibilities in his neck of the woods, probably. Almost all of them. Lenka doesn't remark on her overdramatic plate relocation. He's getting the impression she's a very overdramatic girl...]
And... I don't know this area. [he doesn't know this world, is what he means] Is there somewhere without frogs?
[They seem... a bit too numerous to chase away, after all.]
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Well, it...it came from a frog! And frogs are yucky! Obviously!
[ The tone is still indignant, but it's clear that she's losing steam. His complete and total refusal to understand that frogs are just, like, super gross, ohmigod, is only making her reaction seem like the unusual one. And it's waaay too early in the morning to be self-aware, so she chooses to be annoyed with him instead. ]
How am I supposed to know that? It's not like I've ever been here before either.
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[Trying... to appease her a little?? He really doesn't see the issue here -- they were kind of gross to catch, for sure (and grosser than usual, in his case, it's really a good thing she never ran across his efforts to bucket the frogs...), but the effort just means he wants to taste-test them even more. He can't quite help it. It's just food to him; and food that didn't come out of machines and which he didn't have to dig through trash for?
Seems pretty good to him.]
Even if there weren't frogs, there would be some other kind of animal, I think?
[He's not sure. That's the impression he's gotten from books and old records and the fact that he runs facefirst into a new type of bug every time he turns around.]
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Well, yeah...I mean, it'd be a different thing if they were less slimy animals. Duh.
[ The slime is clearly the sticking point, here. ]
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[To be fair, frog legs seem a little slippery and odd too, but in a different way from their live counterparts. It's more cooking sauce and less... amphibian secretions. He's not sure how to convey this or whether it would help, though.]
I think they have chicken here. Somewhere. If you want.
[Not as much as the bounty of frog leg harvest, but maybe enough to erase the memories...?]
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[ Listen: please just understand that frogs are totally gross, and putting gross things anywhere near her is a grave injustice.
She squints at him for a second, before huffing in disapproval and turns away from the shameful frog buffet. ]
Forget it. I dunno how it is where you're from, but I'm not gonna explain this to you if you don't get it. [ Or maybe you can't explain it because it's just you being dumb and stuck-up, Floe. ] If you wanna eat your stinky frogs so bad go ahead! See if I care! [ Floe you are literally the only one making this a big deal ]