theamusement | TEST DRIVE MEME -- SEPTEMBER

TEST DRIVE MEME -- SEPTEMBER

TEST DRIVE MEME
Interested in joining Terminal Tokyo? Well, before you apply feel free to testdrive any character you're interested in playing here! This is a good way to see how your character will work in the environment or even the potential CR.

For the sake of this meme you are allowed to choose your own partners but it will not count as game canon. Nothing that happens here will, it's just for practice!

That said we've decided to give you a bit of what you will see if you join the game. Keep in mind once a month we'll put up sets of missions your characters can join for bit, which is what some of these are! Others are mini-events. So here we go:

MINI-EVENTS
1) IT'S A FILM NOIR, SEE?!: Why's the whole world in black-and-white? Why are you wearing 20's outfits? Why is there dramatic music, the urge to get a pack of smokes, and seedy looking detectives everywhere?! Watch out, everyone, the gangsters are about...and the internal monologue.
2) BATTLE MUSIC: One of the shifts causes music to follow your character around for a maximum of two days. Are they upset? Rocking out? Whatever they're doing we hope they're enjoying their new battle theme!
3) ROCK PAPER SCISSORS--DUCK!: Sometimes the most juvenile of games becomes the most perfect way to relax. Why not enjoy a few rounds of everyone's favorite game "Rock Paper Scissors"? Just be careful. It seems a fewDracmon have decided to take this game quite literally and won't stop until you have beaten them at their own game. Just...beware of falling rocks, flying paper cranes, and sniping scissors...

MISSIONS
1) BABYSITTER ANYONE?: 300 BIT Petermon’s a jerk. He’s used his abilities to brainwash some baby Digimon into causing havoc around the city! Stop them from wrecking everything, again, but don’t hurt them too bad!
2) MON-DO EXPLORATION: 500 BIT A new continent is open! Server is vast and here is no map, so Chosen should get to exploring that! Watch out for weird pyramids, wild Digimon, bizarre invisible cities, and random out of place landmarks. And whatever you do, don’t get lost in the desert, okay?
3) I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THE TRAILMON: 300 BIT Though they live in what's called a "graveyard", the Trailmon who live there are still Digimon and need love too. Give them a bath. Sing them a song. Treat them nicely, and they might give you a reward for keeping them company.
4) GOT FISH?: 300 BIT PER FISH The Damemon need a little help with preparing the latest meals. Time for you and your partner to go out and get some fish. Just make sure you don't hook a Digimon by mistake, okay? They get a little angry about that.
5) TRAINING WITH CHOSEN: 100 BIT With some of the recent Chosen adjusting to their roles, some of the newer Chosen might be looking to them for help, which includes fighting experience. In the spirit of promoting such camaraderie, an observing or participating NPC will give those actively training a few bits for their effort.

And, as always, you're also allowed to do this in a free form! These are just ideas to get your gears rolling and see what to expect.
(NOTE: All missions and events are more light-hearted here, but will not always be in game).

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[Considering the... abruptness of everything, suffice to say that York is taking it well. You can probably find him strolling around the streets of Tokyo itself with no clear objective. Which his partner, a Kudamon, curled up on his shoulder, is quick to point out.]

Are you planning on going anywhere in particular, or...

Can't say that I am. I figure the best way to get acquainted with new territory is to just walk around until you get a feel for the place.

... I suppose that makes sense.

Milo, don't stare..

[Milo jumps, not realizing that he'd had his eyes locked on the scar on York's temple. He hisses back a whisper to his Kamemon, shoving him with his elbow.]

Well, you just yelled that, so now he knows! YOU MADE IT WORSE!

I was just trying to help!

[... huh. Well, weren't these two being incredibly conspicuous.]

Y'know, I don't blame you... it is kinda prominent. [Good thing he's unfazed.]

Though being so loud? Maybe not the best idea...

He can't help it, he's just like that..

Dude! You started it! [Milo rubs the back of his neck and frowns.]

Sorry though, that was kind of...

Rude?

So are you!

Honestly, I don't mind. It's a question I get a lot, and besides, it makes for a great conversation starter. I g-

Hold on, York, you're seriously going to tell that story to a kid?

... why not?

You're seriously asking that? [Ever seen a weasel lineface? Well, there you go.]

[OOH, potentially inappropriate? Even better!]

Tell it! I bet it's awesome!

[York looks to Kudamon, who seems to slump over in an "I give up, go ahead" position.]

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Well, basically... I'm an FBI Agent, and I work on catching serial killers for a living. I got this scar... [He traces over it, from his eye to the temple.] ... because somebody I was chasing thought she was a real-life Catwoman and slapped me. While she had razor-blades stuck in her fingernails.

That is SO COOL!

And dangerous!

What happened next? Did you catch her?

Well, of course. I'm good at my job, after all.

[Meanwhile, Kudamon is still unamused at this entire thing. Linefacing forever.]

[You know what's really not rude at all? Listening in on others conversations. It's totally a-okay in the world of Sprocket.]

If you wanna get acquainted with it, why don't you just talk to it?

[Yes, the city. Talk to the city.

It might talk back.]

As far as I can tell, that's all he's doing. Well, more listening then talking, but still.

[York offers a nod in response, looking towards Sprocket with... well, sort of a smile.]

Well don't you think the city wants to know about you, too? Here, I'll show you how!

[He clears his throat and looks down at the pavement. He's doing this, he's making this happen.]

Hello! I'm Sprocket and I enjoy apples and the sweet sound of smooth jazz.

[He waits, apparently for some sort of response, ears perked up and alert.]

...What you say about my mom?!

[Kudamon facepalms. York's smile goes flat.]

You don't think he's serious, do you?

Somehow, I doubt he isn't.

[Before Sprocket can unleash his tapir fury onto the sidewalk for badmouthing his nonexistent mother, his partner finally arrives to take control of the situation.

I mean, she has to take control of something since she can't seem to control him.]

Yeah, not happening.

[She picks him up by the scruff of his neck like a helpless tapirkitten. Sprocket, still feeling some amount of rage, narrows his eyes at the pavement.]

Consider yourself lucky.

[Arcee would have left it at that and drag her 'mon back to their apartment, but upon seeing York, sighs when she realizes Sprocket is dragging people into his nonsense. Because it can never be that simple, can it?]

Nothing to see here, folks.

[And this has looped right back to amusing. Kudamon readjusts himself to York's other shoulder, while the Agent is grinning widely.]

You sure? Because I thought I just saw a... [He gestures vaguely.] Tapirmon.

Thank you. Tapirmon just rage against the sidewalk for insulting his mother. Believe me, it was quite a sight.

[Arcee stops, half tempted to just chuck said Tapirmon at York to see what would happen, but decides against it for now.]

Oh good, you passed the test. Now we know you aren't blind.

Hoooraaaay! I can now sleep at night.

[He says as he dangles in Arcee's grip.]

[He'd probably catch Sprocket. Just saying.]

Ah, sarcasm. I appreciate it. You sound like you've been around here quite a bit... if you couldn't tell, I just got here.

He's pretty much just wandering around, guys. [Kudamon gets shot a look that says "really?"]

[As Gideon and Petitcœur happen to be passing by, the French Digimon notices a pack of cigarettes fall to the ground a bit behind York. She picks them up and floats over to him, handing them back.]

Excusez-moi, did you drop zhis?

Hm?

[York swings around, Kudamon suddenly hanging on from the sharp movement.] Hey, not so fast next time.

Ah, sorry. Looks like it... thanks for picking it up. [He bends down to grab it out of the French Digimon's hand.]

[Petitcœur smiles, with a small giggle.]

It ees no trouble! Actually, if it ees alright, we were wondering if you could maybe help us. I'm afraid we're a little lost and--

We ain't lost! I just... need ta'find the route again, s'all.

[Despite Gideon interrupting along with a huff and a fold of his arms, she continues talking to York.]

Zhere was a map on ze D-Terminal but it ees out of battery. Do you know where ze jewelry store ees? Monsieur Gideon is looking to buy somezing for his sweetheart! Isn't zhat romantic~?♥

Aha. A regular Southern-fried gentleman, huh? [York pockets the pack of smokes, then fishes around for his own D-Terminal, fiddling with the map function.]

Can't say I've passed any jewelry store yet, but if you want, you can take a look. [And he's handing the Terminal over to Gideon.]

Plus it makes for good adventure!

[Pardon Misfire just kind of barging in on York's conversation, but he's sitting sprawled on a bench without a care in the world, bored out of his mind. The Wormmon sitting next to him rolls its eyes just a bit, but continues with munching on the little treat it has.]

If you're lookin' for a second opinion on the matter, anyway.

You know, I wasn't really, but I'll accept it none the less. Adventure is not really what I'm here for, more just... information.

[Kudamon looks left and right, then stage-whispers Misfire's way.]

For what it's worth, I consider it an adventure!

Ah, places like this, adventure finds you. It's, ah, kind of annoying, actually.

[Kudamon gets a sly smile and a thumbs-up.]

That's the way to go, loser.

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TEST DRIVE MEME -- SEPTEMBER

Francis York Morgan | Deadly Premonition | Freestyle

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