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TEST DRIVE #2
TEST DRIVE #2
Hi shoppers! Welcome to the second Test Drive Meme for COLLECTED. A few things before we get started:
» This TDM is open to any players who are interested in applying. Collected is an invite-only game, meaning that invites come from being on the mod plurklists, but for this round, our TDM is open to anyone who has an interest. If you are interested in applying but do not have an invite, please PM our mod account (
collectedmods) with a link to your toplevel on this TDM and we will extend an invitation to you! Please note that you can only reserve and apply if you have an invite. » As was the case in the first TDM, TDM threads are not canon. Because of this, feel free to assume CR for the ease of threads.
» While we’ve listed out some prompts here, feel free to make up your own prompts using the setting, or use any of the prompts from our last TDM as well!
» If you have any questions about what you can and can’t do (or about anything else) reply to the QUESTIONS comment below, and we’ll get back to you soon.
Most importantly, have fun! And thank you so much for your interest in Collected! 🧡
PROMPTS
Have you ever been to a parking lot circus? Well, they exist, and you’re in luck - the circus has come to town! Or rather, it’s come to the mall. For a limited time, a big top has appeared in the dusty, desolate parking lot of the mall. You’ll find a big tunnel vacuum sealed to the front doors of the mall that allows access to and from the tent, so how much could it hurt to go inside?
The tunnel and tent seem to have been crafted with the same skill as the mall was - it somehow keeps the toxic air from outside out. The only difference between the mall and the tent is that the big top doesn’t do as good of a job of keeping the blistering heat out - it’ll protect you from burns, but it’s going to be pretty hot in there underneath the summer sun! Be sure to bring a cold drink on your way in.
Inside the tent, you won’t find any staff or performers, unfortunately. Everything inside the tent seems to be in mint condition, though, strangely enough, as though restored to its former glory - not unlike how some of the stores in the abandoned mall revert back to their pristine states sometimes. While there’s no performance to catch, there is plenty to look at and experience:
I.
Right after coming in through the fun tunnel, the first thing to your right is a collection of popcorn machines, the same kind you’d see at an amusement park where kernels must be poured in. You’ll find several unmarked bags of popcorn right near the machines, and they look decidedly not rotten, unlike most of the food in the mall.II.
Things are never that easy and simple here, though! Pop a bag of these bad boys and consume some of it and you’ll find yourself with one of the following afflictions:
A. Caramel corn flavor: Loss of sight. Hopefully you trust your companion enough not to attack or steal from you, because you’ll need to navigate to somewhere safe until this one wears off!
B. Extra butter flavor: Loss of hearing. No matter how hard you try, it seems you can’t hear anything around you anymore! Learn to communicate non-verbally with your companion, and quick!
C. Cheddar flavor: Literally just food poisoning. You won’t be feeling so hot!
The only saving grace of these cursed popcorn bags is that there’s an antidote to be found if you have a careful eye: an inscription on the popcorn machines appears once they’ve been warmed from use, and it says, in the case of illness, have a taste of each flavor to get back to square one! You’ll have to suffer a bit more to get back to normal quickly, but.. it’s better than waiting out the effects, right?
While there are no performers to be seen, their costumes can be found in the wardrobes in the back of the circus. They are typical of what you’d expect of a circus: colorful, frilly, and easy to put on, given their stretch. There are even props and accessories lying around like clown noses, jewelry, hula hoops, juggling balls, the whole nine yards. Given the horrible state of all the clothes and other fun items inside the mall, it might be tempting to take some of these outfits and items to repurpose them for your own wardrobe and use.III.
But be careful: donning these clothes or taking these items will give you the abilities of that circus performer. Wear or pick up anything belonging to a:
A. Clown, and you’ll feel like you need to make your companion laugh. Whether that’s through corny jokes, physical comedy, or other means, you won’t be able to resist.
B. Trapeze artist, and you’ll be blessed with great flexibility, and feel utterly fearless. Maybe that translates into being unafraid to speak your mind, or maybe you’re feeling brave enough to walk the tightrope - either way, nothing’s scaring you anymore.
C. Animal tamer, and you’ll want to train your companion to do tricks and follow your will (and not in the fun way, unless you’re into that).
Costumes of all kinds are here, though, so feel free to find anything that might belong to a circus performer and have the costumes possess you!
All good things must come to an end, sadly. Whatever material the tent and tunnel is made of is not completely as sturdy as what the mall is built of - and after a fun day of activities, the tent and tunnel will begin to deteriorate and be destroyed.
Due to the radioactive sun outside, the top of the tent and tunnel will start to burn and get holes in it eventually, which will let in toxic air and harmful rays - not only that, but fires will start catching inside the tent as well. You’ll need to high tail it out of the circus and head back to the safety of the mall unless you want to fry in the horrible conditions outside. Exposure to the sunlight from outside will give you painful burns and welts, and it’s near impossible to inhale the thick, poisonous air from outside without keeling over.
While you’ll be able to survive limited exposure, it’s not wise to get stuck out here. Besides, you’ll find that upon returning to the mall, your wounds will mysteriously begin to heal, slowly and painfully. So, run quickly, and make sure not to leave anyone behind!
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When he does, he might see the ugly burn forming on her cheek, before she turns back to the door, covering the distance in long, quick strides, apparently unencumbered by her armor or sword.
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He makes it through the door just after she does, and in comparable condition: a cloudy white shows beneath the right side of his face, synthetic skin bubbling away to show plastic. The errors have multiplied across his field of vision, and Connor staggers to a stop not far inside, one hand braced against the wall as he exhales the caustic, heated fumes still occupying his insides. The cooler air helps some, though his LED is still solid red.
"What—was that—for?"
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Sabriel takes a a few deep breaths, clearing the air from her lungs, and mentally assessing her own injuries- they're painful, but not serious, though she should find some bandages.
"I didn't want you to burn to death!"
She scrutinizes him, a little more closely as she keeps catching her breath. He's clearly not dying, but beyond that she can't tell how serious his injuries are.
"Are you hurt?" She's not even sure what she is- would healing spells even work on him? But some part of Sabriel wants to try anyway.
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"I'm not alive!"
It's a simple procedure. The Critical threshold warnings fade away slowly, and Connor pushes up off the wall, LED spinning down to yellow as he turns to more properly address his 'rescuer'.
"As basic reading comprehension would tell you—" a hand jerks up, tapping sharply at his jacket "—I can't be 'hurt'. So if you thought—"
Connor is a machine. He isn't alive. He can't die. And whether he's shot or hit or lit on fire—however distracting the error flags might be—he knows he can't experience pain.
Still, his LED jolts back to red. Still, the words cut off with a small stutter of inhaled breath. The melted, damaged synthetic skin across his face... smooths, reforming faster than it should, and he stiffens.
It—hurts.
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"I don't know what an android is, or where Detroit is, but I apologize deeply for misunderstanding. I-" Sabriel looks down at her hands, and her frown deepens. Her injuries hurt, but they're healing far quicker than they should. Sabriel looks from her injuries to the stranger's face, realization dawning.
"Do your wounds normally heal so quickly?"
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At least in comparison to the rippling, impossible pain coming from his injury.
Connor's not a deviant. He's not, and he stands rigidly, perfectly still as the liquid flesh bubbles slowly back in place. He wouldn't want to give the wrong impression.
"No."
Cosmetic damage would self-repair, yes. But not so quickly—not like this. (Why is she asking?) It takes an embarrassingly long time for Connor to register the slow regrowth of flesh across the human's cheek, but when he does, his voice sharpens—like a lifeline snapping tight.
"You're saying..."
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Sabriel grimaces, partially in frustration, but mostly from pain. With deliberate effort, she keeps her voice even.
"I'm familiar with ways to speed the healing process- but healing spells generally suppress pain, not cause more of it." Such magic was made to ease suffering. This... at least it will be over sooner than if the wounds were healing naturally.
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"Of course."
It's hard to say whether the mutter is directed at himself, or her. Still, the rigid tension in the android's frame bleeds out a (very) little. 'Spells' draws a slight twitch of an eyebrow, but considering the human is literally healing before his eyes, he opts to postpone any discussion of impossibilities.
"Androids don't feel pain," he informs her instead.
Just in case she was wondering.
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"But- what is an android? And where is Detroit? Is that the country you come from?" She's asking partially out of curiosity, and partially to distract herself from the pain of her own wounds healing.