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Summer TDM

POLYMYTHOS: SUMMER 2021

Test Drive Meme


Ⅰ. ARRIVAL
You can read all about your character's arrival in the game lore.
You land on an island, no surprise there. It’s not particularly large, this island, but what’s really more of note is that the entire thing is a beach. White sand stretches out in every direction, the only greenery being palm trees and impossibly fragrant bushes of flowers that resemble hibiscuses.

Allergic to the sun? Don’t worry, there’s plenty of canopies set up so that you can get some shade. There’s also changerooms with toilets and showers, and also free swimsuits that fit you perfectly! There’s plenty of food stalls - try a corndog, or the fish and chips at “America’s Scrod Basket!” Groovy! Once night falls, you can relax in one of the many hammocks strung up between the palm trees, or catch some Zs on the surprisingly comfortable beach chairs all over the place. All of your basic needs are met, Traveler!

Notes:
1. Please remember to mark threads appropriately with Content Warnings when necessary.

2. These prompts are a jumping off point - how they affect your character and their development is up to you.

3. Have fun!



Ⅱ. BEACH BLANKET BINGO!
All of the residents of this island look like they’ve stepped off the set of a 1960s beach party movie. Catalina Caper, maybe. They’re all extremely friendly, and BOY do they love to dance! Which they do. Frequently.

In fact, did you notice the live band? Because there’s a live band! A few, actually - they rotate through the day and into the evening, although you never actually see them switch. That’s pretty weird.

The island residents will drag you into one of their many, many dance parties whenever they can. Sometimes they’ll just form around you like a horrible flash mob, twisting and shaking like they’ve downed a gallon of redbull.

Maybe you want to get as far away from the water and the parties as possible. Venture further inland and you’ll find yourself still surrounded by sand and a few tropical plants. There’s bound to be a few other Travelers about, but at least it’s quiet.

Wait. What the hell is that, a lawnmower?

Surprise! As you stand there, a dune buggy comes plowing over the hill, spraying sand everywhere. Inside of the buggy is a group of young people, all smiling broadly at you and any other Travelers nearby.

“Hello, friends!” they cry. “Want to take a ride? Charlie’s got a ton of these, you can borrow one!” So if you really feel like careening all over the island, this is a great way to do it!

Notes:
1. These residents of the island are normal humans. Killing them is possible and will affect the colour grading of your Scrywatch depending on the situation.

2. The food is safe to eat, and is consumable by non-human entities.

3. The short creepy guy who has the keys to the dune buggies might be a little pissed if you trash them, but he can be mollified if you listen to his shitty music and tell him it's good.



Ⅲ. SURF'S UP!
CW: drowning, possible death.
As with all of the islands you will visit, you will either see the island as floating either in a horizonless sky, or in the middle of a wine-dark sea. Regardless of which you see, you soon discover that you can go surfing in it.

That’s right - there’s a bunch of boards set up down at one end of the beach. Wander down and you’ll find yourself suddenly embroiled in a surfing contest! That’s right, it’s you versus another Traveler - first one off of their board is the loser! Win and you’ll be the most popular person on the island for the duration of your stay! People will lavish attention and gifts upon you. Lose and you’ll be ridiculed! They’ll probably even make fun of your mom!

Whether or not you care about winning, once you’re in the middle of the contest you and your fellow Traveler will see someone swimming not far away from you. Or they were swimming - now they seem to be going down and popping up, looking terrified. The realisation comes to you suddenly: they’re drowning.

You have a choice here - you can forfeit the win to save this stranger, or you can leave them to their own devices. Your opponent will have the same choice. Be a hero, or be a winner?

Notes:
1. Obviously, the decision to save the swimmer or not will affect the colour of your Scrywatch. Both parties may decide to save the swimmer, or both may decide to continue on with the contest. Your reason for saving them can also make an impact - are you saving them only to be considered a hero by the island residents?



Ⅳ. TERROR AT ROCK-OUT BEACH!
CW: unwanted romantic attention from a monster, optional sexual themes.
You’re just sitting there minding your own business when you suddenly realise that you’re very nearly alone. In fact, it’s just you and another Traveler, maybe a few. Where did everyone go?

Suddenly a shadow falls over you. You turn and are greeted by what looks like a man in a vaguely fish-like costume; it has flat webbed feet, a body covered in what appears to be rubber seaweed, and a triangular head with huge rubber gills sticking out to either side. Its immobile mouth has pointy teeth, and its bug-eyes appear to have pupils merely painted on.

This monster waves its arms threateningly. “Gaaaaah!” it says. Its voice is muffled. “Gaahhhhhhhhh!”

Somehow it is a lot faster than it looks, and the next thing you know it has enfolded you in its embrace.

“You will be Flupper’s bride!” the monster shouts, regardless of your gender identification. It looks at whoever happens to be in your general vicinity. “Who this?”

Struggling, you realise that Flupper is stronger than any creature you’ve ever encountered before. You can’t seem to get it to let go of you, and it's rocking against you in such a way that it makes a sound like the soles of sneakers on a gym floor. On the plus side, it doesn’t have any genitals so at least it’s not as bad as it could be. Still, desperate times call for desperate measures! “That’s my partner!” you claim before you can think about how stupid an idea that is.

“You bride? LIES! Flupper can tell!”

“We can prove it!”

“Oh yeah? Tell something only bride would know!”

Oh shit. Now you’re stuck - you and your fellow Traveler have to admit to something true about love or intimacy, under the guise of it being about the other. Flupper’s lie detecting abilities are good enough to call you out on untruths, but not good enough to know who you’re talking about.

He’s not letting you out of his squeaky embrace until you’ve convinced him that you’re a couple.

Notes:
1. It’s up to you how much of this back and forth it takes to convince Flupper that you are ‘brides.’

2. You can choose to abandon someone in Flupper’s grip - this would be reflected in your Scrywatch colour. Probably negatively, unless you feel strongly about the morality of fishman marriage via kidnapping. The ‘bride’ would then be forced to attend an extremely dull ceremony lasting three days and three nights. For the duration of your stay on the island, you would now be married and expected to bring Flupper its slippers and pipe every evening.

3. You can try to kill Flupper. Unlike the other residents of the island, it is extremely resilient and strong. It is possible, however.

4. You can keep this completely G rated - maybe all you know of love is that time in first grade when you got a Valentine card from the cutest kid in class - but if you DO get saucy, please mark your thread with a Content Warning.



Greetings, prospective Travelers! Welcome to the Summer 2021 POLYMYTHOS test drive meme and thank you for your interest in our game! Our next application round will run from June 25 - July 2, 2021. For the months of June, July, and August, we invite you to use this TDM to explore but one of many, many islands within the Endless Isles; use it as an opportunity to introduce and familiarize yourself with the game, form connections with other characters, and just have some fun. (Perhaps while also getting some solid samples together for your application!)

Use the prompts provided below as-is or feel free to write your own set within the environment detailed in each. You're even welcome to access the network via your character's ScryWatch. While there will be some inevitable changes, TDMs may count as game canon and some islands may be revisited in the future. Be mindful of your surroundings -- you never know how you and your fellow Travelers might affect this place in the long run.

Hang ten, Moon doggy! Seeking those killer jams?


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helpdesk_hero: David Alleyne  / Prodigy - From Young Avengers (Default)

[personal profile] helpdesk_hero 2021-07-03 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"When I was fifteen," David answered, sighing. He hated that it had come so young, when he wasn't wise. When he didnt' know what to do with himself.

"Ten foot was actually my limits at home."
necrosavior: (clothes; formal purple zoom in)

[personal profile] necrosavior 2021-07-03 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
What work, Gideon wonders. She believes Harrow, sure, because that isn't what Harrow would lie about. The evidence is simply lacking. Pointing out Harrow failed at something always goes over as well as a space suit out of oxygen. Gideon can't do that with Harrow crying.

Her arms wrap around Harrow and pull her in close. A tight embrace that means safety and comfort and accidentally leaning her food on a stick against Harrow's hair. With attention that says Gideon's here for Harrow and a casualness that does not draw attention to removing bits of grain from her hair, Gideon brushes the back of Harrow's head. "Serial killers usually don't care to give you the time to finish your side of things," Gideon says. "It's a miracle any of us lived." Especially with how slow on the uptake they had been. Palamedes had been faster than the rest of them, but time had run out by then.

Because she's tired of finding things out late, when the shit is hitting the fan and feces are going everywhere, Gideon says, "Trust me now."
extrasensory_problems: (not sure)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-07-03 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Fifteen...Huhn. I got mine when I was eight." He says and then shrugs, "Which looking back on it I don't know if that made it easier or harder to understand what was happening."
helpdesk_hero: David Alleyne  / Prodigy - From Young Avengers (Default)

[personal profile] helpdesk_hero 2021-07-03 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Eight? David gasped.

"That's got to be hard," he said. But there's no pity. But he doesn't envy it either.

"At least by the time I got them, I KNEW what it meant to have them."
extrasensory_problems: (cute curious)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-07-03 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Carter raises an eyebrow at David's reaction, "It was confusing but honestly I think it was harder on my mother. Neither of us knew what it meant but at least I could have fun with it you know?"

He remembers being able to telekinetically float his toys around his bedroom, making them bob and sway in front of his eyes when he was bored.

"Meanwhile my poor mom thought she was stuck in the Shinning or something."

He utters a small snort of cynical laughter and pokes his index finger up out of the water, curling it up and down as he croaks.

"Redrummmm, Redrum...."
helpdesk_hero: David Alleyne  / Prodigy - From Young Avengers (Default)

[personal profile] helpdesk_hero 2021-07-03 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"The Shining? Ouch, that's particularly bad."

The joke has him rolling his eyes and he send a small splash at Cater, enough of one to make a point but not enough to really get Carter wet.
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[personal profile] honeybadgered 2021-07-03 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"It's cool!" Gabby waves a hand as she shouts back. "Pretty sure I can't die like this!"

Then she goes back to swimming towards the drowning person. No, she isn't going to explain that statement, it obviously stands on its own.
kyley_b: https://mcnuggyy.tumblr.com/ (gah!)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-07-03 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
Pretty sure.

Pretty sure.

"Oh, fuck," Kyle mutters and paddles harder. "He might pull you under!" he manages. "Just... agh!" Yeah, that young girl is 100% reaching the drowning victim first. In a minute or two Kyle will reach them with the board, but a lot can happen in that amount of time.
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[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-07-03 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Hahaha yeah well if the shoe fits..." He says in that same laughing cynical tone, knowing that it sounds like a strange comparison at first but when you look at it closer some of the parallels were pretty similar. A young boy with powerful psychic powers, a mother struggling to understand and keep him safe from an insane father....

He laughs when David splashes at him and ducks under the water, popping back up after a few seconds behind him and splashing back.
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[personal profile] honeybadgered 2021-07-03 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Gabby is a great driving companion. Ever since she got into the buggy she's been cackling with every bump, clearly entirely unconcerned at the danger of going this fast in a vehicle that was probably not designed for it.

"When do I get a turn??"
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[personal profile] honeybadgered 2021-07-03 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Fortunately, Gabby does have the practical knowledge of what to do when someone is drowning, even if she hasn't really used it before. She gets to the diving victim and maneuvers herself around, getting knocked with flailing arms a few times before grabbing onto the person from behind.

"Hey, hey, I've got you," she says quietly. "You're okay. Just breathe." A beat. "The air, not the water."
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[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-07-03 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Kyle had been fully prepared to have to deal with TWO people floundering in the water, so he's both relieved and surprised when he sees Gabby has the situation under control.

He gets off the board and shoves it over. "Here, you can get on this," he states. The teenage boy scrambles up as soon as he can breathe, making the one end swing violently.

Right against Kyle's head. Hard.

Aaaaand down he goes, face-first into the water.
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[personal profile] prodigalmess 2021-07-03 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Malcolm," he replies, moving around some people so that he can get closer to her while they talk. "About the same." Malcolm's still not sure if he's dead, but he guesses that if he is, this isn't that bad of an afterlife.

The crowd ends up jostling Malcolm and Liara together and he instantly feels a bit shy. Even though he's got rhythm, he's never been much for partner dancing. "Sorry," he says. "Didn't mean to bump into you."
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[personal profile] prodigalmess 2021-07-04 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
Looking like he does, maybe he is dead. Malcolm shakes his hand warily, partially worried that more parts might fall off.

"Malcolm. Nice to meet you. There aren't any synths where I come from, or at least they don't have bodies."

He's trying to imagine Siri and Alexa with bodies, wondering if they would look something like this.
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[personal profile] grayshulk 2021-07-04 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[His lack of recognition sets off a fractal of terrible possibilities in her head. This could be the wrong person. It could be Bruce from a universe where he doesn't have a younger cousin whose life he saved only to share his abilities. It could be Bruce from her universe but with no memory of her because of time or trauma. Every possible situation that falls somewhere in between those extremes is just as possible and just as terrible.]

Well, Doc, either that's a really bad joke, or I've got the wrong person. You look like you were visiting Thor.

[Because the truth is, if it is any of those possibilities, the smartest thing she can do for both of them is probably to walk away and gather herself. No one needs to have a gray and green hulk on the beach losing control because someone looks like the cousin who was murdered because of the threat of his abilities. Not this guy who has his own trauma to end up here. Not any of the bystanders]
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[personal profile] d1_m4 2021-07-04 11:15 am (UTC)(link)
"But you know what synths are?" he said with eyes widening slightly and a tilt of his head. Were they from the same place then? He was under the impression that everyone here was from a different dimension. At least, that's what the Ferryman implied.

That would make things interesting, to have someone from his world here. But the addition that synths in Malcolm's world didn't have bodies certainly punched a hole in that theory. Perhaps the word meant something different to Malcolm.

"...What do you know of us?"
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[personal profile] greenthumbliara 2021-07-04 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
She looks through the swimsuits, eventually picking a modest enough bikini in an emerald green that she knows will compliment her hair and a matching tropical print sarong.

"Like Barbie dolls?" That's the image that pops into her mind - a Ken doll with perfect blond molded plastic hair.
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[personal profile] greenthumbliara 2021-07-04 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's nice to meet you." She means it - the more normal people, the better, in her opinion. Then again, she's judging his normality on appearance alone.

She can't help but laugh as the crowd pushes them together. "Subtle, aren't they?" She takes his hand and holds it over her head while doing a little spin. She's figured out that one of the 'rules' of the place is everyone has to be paired up. If two travelers are dancing alone, the natives will find a way to move them toward each other.

"I think they just want everyone to be happy - but their idea of happiness is pretty old fashioned."
kyley_b: (RL summertime)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-07-04 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Kyle can appreciate a redhead who likes green - he does, too. But never ever mention that it makes them look a little leprechaun-y.

"Yeah!" Kyle says, eyes lighting up. "Just like that. God, maybe they're actually robots. Although I've seen them in the water, so maybe not." He shakes his head. "I must sound super paranoid and super stupid."
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Chloe Decker | Lucifer | spoilers for season 5b

[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-07-05 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Beach blanket bingo!

[ cw: flashbacks/memories of violent death. ]

Her arrival was disorienting, to say the least. Am I dead? She must be, the last thing she remembered was the cold, sharp knowledge of her life slipping away from her - and yet, and yet. This place doesn't feel quite right. Nothing she would think of as Hell, but also not especially Heavenly?

The crowds, they seem happy enough, and as she wanders she finds some people dancing to some music. Someone tries to pull her towards the crowd, and Chloe attempts a lighthearted bit of laughter.

"Oh, no thanks, I don't dance - really -"

People are all around her now, and she's being jostled by the dancers. This wouldn't be a problem, normally - she's spent enough time at Lux over the years to be familiar with navigating a half-drunk crowd of dancing revelers - but then someone, probably accidentally, elbows her in the stomach and she doubles over, suddenly overwhelmed with the fresh memory of a far worse injury, and the bile rises in her throat, her heart racing, she drops to her knees.


Surf's Up!

Like many lifelong denizens of Southern California, Chloe knows the basics of surfing, though it's never been one of her hobbies. It was always Dan's thing (which only sends a pang of guilt and grief through her chest). But somehow, because she at least knows how, she's been talked into this contest. She doesn't expect to win, or indeed particularly want to, but she supposes it's something to pass the time.

Right up until she notices someone in distress, and she nudges her companion.

"Hey, that guy looks like he needs help."

Then she raises her arms, waving in the universal sign of distress. "Heyyyy! Someone needs help!"

She doesn't hesitate - she's no lifeguard but she's a good swimmer, and she plunges into the water - no one else is closer.


Terror at Rock-Out Beach!

....And now she's trapped in the arms of - "What are you, some Swamp Thing reject?" She lashes out, again chillingly reminded of Michael's immovable strength, but she's at least able to keep herself from completely panicking.

"My life is weird, but this is a whole new level," she adds. "Anyway, I'm not on the market."

"Prove it! You be Flupper's bride, or someone else's!" The monster points at a person that Chloe probably doesn't know at all, apparently assuming she was talking about them and not the devilish boyfriend she left behind in her own reality.

"Uhhh..."


Wildcard!

Chloe can also be found on the beach, staring contemplatively out at the horizon, if she can just get away from the crowds of revelers and B-movie monsters long enough to do so. She looks - sad, worried, anxious - brow furrowed with it. A sharp contrast to the general party atmosphere. Her hand may absently run over her midsection, almost curiously.
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[personal profile] necrosaint 2021-07-06 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"I," Harrow started to talk, at one point there. Harrow was going to talk, and then suddenly she was being held. And she isn't even minding that there is food in her hair; a hallucination can't have done that, a hallucination can't hold her like this. Even the Body never feels quite so real.

And Gideon's Gideon. She is not someone else who looks like Gideon, but definitively, and absolutely, Harrow's cavalier.

She stands on her tiptoes and whispers, "I do," as close to Gideon's ear as she can possibly get.
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[personal profile] heptanary 2021-07-06 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Have you driven one before?" asks Dulcie, who ... hasn't. On the other hand, she's usually in a wheelchair, and she can drive that plenty fast! She hasn't exactly gotten used to the one that the Temple has provided, and has been making do with a cane, which is with her ... but the buggy is fun. "Because I'm happy to swap whenever you like so long as you promise you're not going to make us fly into the air and flip over. That isn't fun. I mean, it might seem fun until the landing."
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[personal profile] heptanary 2021-07-06 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, that's all right," Dulcinea says lightly; she can't expect other places' numbers to be how she likes them, even if, were one to ask her, seven is always the right number of kingdoms. "I—poorly."

She hesitates, then clarifies, "I can walk poorly, that is. I'm capable of it, but somewhat slow and weak." That's not new, though. It's just a sore point.
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[personal profile] necrosavior 2021-07-06 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Gideon gives up on getting the bits of grain out of Harrow's hair. It requires giving up her precious supply of food because she only has two hands and both arms are busy holding her bird bones light necromancer. They can both wait, Harrow for clean hair and Gideon for the rest of her snack.

Her spine is all tingly, and for half a second Gideon waits for miniature (or full-sized) human skeletons to burst out of each of her vertebrae to pry her loose or threaten her. On one hand Gideon can count the number of times she's gotten away with this (with Harrow conscious and them both up to staying that way). The words tingle in her ear, and Gideon doesn't know what's ahead, what comes after fried protein. It's easier to face with Harrow. "One flesh, one end," Gideon says, not sure what else to say. "Bitch."
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[personal profile] necrosaint 2021-07-06 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Does Harrow even know there's stuff in her hair? All signs point to no, because skeletal hands aren't wiping at it, either.

"You have to demean the ritual, don't you," she sniffles, instead of returning the oath, because it is impossible to argue at this point that she's not dealing with Gideon, who she kind of wants to cling to and also cannot let herself do that because it is far too inappropriate, people could see it. Around the sniffling, though, she's smiling weakly. She even pulls her face back to look at Nav, so the cavalier can see her looking a combination of stricken sad and like she's going to laugh. "That makes you real. My mind wouldn't have the audacity to repeat that phrase twice."

It's almost as if she expects say it, loser to come next for some reason.

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