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Pluviosa Mods ([personal profile] pluviosamods) wrote in [community profile] pluviooc2024-03-18 02:45 pm
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TEST DRIVE 02

TEST DRIVE

Hello, and welcome to the second Pluviosa Test Drive!

This Test Drive corresponds to Days 4-12 in the ship calendar, and will run until around the game's next major event. You can get a better idea what's going on in the most recent Game Update which covers Days 5-8. Currently, character IC housing is not in operation yet; it is expected to open on Day 9 (part of the way through the Test Drive period). Otherwise, the ship is largely in the state described on the Setting page and in other game information.

Test Drive threads involving characters who are accepted are considered canon to the events of the game unless otherwise agreed by players/mods. Pluviosa does not do welcome mingle logs nor does it have any kind of in-character welcome information, making your test drive threads your character's arrival to the game setting. That said, mod-run interactions such as formal exploration and/or interactions with the Ship as an NPC are not available on the Test Drive.

It is advised that potential players familiarize themselves with the Premise page, the Rules/Session Zero page, and at least the first few paragraphs of the Setting page. As Pluviosa is a horror game, we especially encourage players to be aware of the content warnings that will be major themes of the game. If you have any further questions, you can ask them on the QUESTIONS header in the comments!

If you're test driving a character, you're welcome to join the game Discord and hang out and meet your fellow players!

ARRIVAL - LIKE THE RAIN


You wake up. You remember waking up, right? In another place, another time...

There's blood running down your fingers. Outside, the rain isn't pounding, yet, just a gentle patter...

Or is it?


As characters gain fuller awareness of their surroundings, they will realize that there is, in fact, no blood on their hands (save any that might have already been there). It feels as though they lost focus for a moment and hallucinated, but the hallucination ended with them somewhere else entirely.

There is not actually the sound of rain. If characters are near enough to a window, balcony, or even a hole in the ceiling, they will find that it is cloudless, beaming sunlight outside. The emptiness in the distance rolls on and on, completely absent any signs of life.

That being, of course, because the signs of life are all in here. Characters might wake up on any of the decks on the upper side of the ship - anywhere that isn't the cafeteria or lounge where previous arrivals spend most of their time is free game. This also means, of course, that they have the jungle of plants to contend with...

LIGHTS ON, SHOW START


Most areas in the ship are dark when characters arrive. That doesn't mean that they stay dark. Occasionally, lights overhead flicker on and off for a few minutes at a time.

The problem with this isn't the lights themselves (cool white and kind of industrial). It's the reaction that the addition of the extra light causes the plants in the dark areas of the ship that's cause for alarm. To describe the growth as explosive isn't an understatement - vines, saplings, and even thicker branches surge with growth, pushing outwards towards the distant sunlight and upwards towards the flickering bulbs.

The growth is sudden enough to take all but the most aware characters by surprise, and if they're in the wrong corner of the room, it's very easy to get tangled up, wedged in by a tree trunk, or otherwise trapped against some corner or wall. If you're lucky and skilled, you might be able to cut yourself out from there (or break down the wall you're shoved up against), but otherwise, there's only one solution left.

Yell like your life depends on it, and hope somebody out there can hear you. And that whoever hears is someone who is inclined to help, rather than leaving you there. Or worse.

Oh, and the lights flicker back off after a few minutes, of course. Hopefully you're not waiting for rescue in the dark (with the smell of mold and the general faint dampness of the forest) for too long.

TILT-A-WORLD


Occasionally, the whole ship tilts.

This is not simply the side to side motion of a ship on the water (or the equivalent motion brought on by the way this particular ship moves); it's an extremely forward or backward tilt that sends things sliding across the floor if they aren't secured by roots or something else. Unlike storm-tossed ships, the tilt is somewhat prolonged - rather than everything sliding back and forth a couple times a minute, the tilt lasts for five, ten, maybe as much as twenty minutes.

Although it's not enough to knock a well-balanced character off their feet, it's quite likely that new arrivals will not be particularly on-balance. And attempting to traverse the ship with the tilt is a tall order... especially when the ship's angle does unexpectedly change... to the exact opposite direction. All that goes up the mountain must go back down, and a glance out the windows reveals that that's exactly what's going on, as the ship progresses across a mountainous landscape without real regard for the concept of mountain passes.

And for characters who have managed to make their way to the "civilized" parts of the ship, namely the cafeteria and the lounge above it... None of the furniture in these areas is secured. The cafeteria carts under the direct control of the Ship don't seem as inclined to go anywhere, but the tables and chairs in the cafeteria and the couches and armchairs upstairs... Well, it's a good thing both spaces are surrounded by railings. Large chunks of tree trunk also still littler the lounge, sliding back and forth and occasionally rolling with great force across the floor.

Better hold on tight.

SOMETHING WHISTLING


While wandering around the ship's interior, characters might occasionally hear a person whistling.

The sound always seems to be coming from just around the corner, but it sounds alive in a way that other sounds don't. Maybe more alive, even, than the rustle of leaves, the occasional drip of water, and the sounds of things sliding back and forth across the grimy, leaf-covered floors. The whistler, whoever they are, doesn't actively respond if called out to - but the whistling does pause, as though indicating that the call was heard, before starting up again.

If characters choose to follow the whistling, they're inevitably led to the same place - somewhere overlooking the great gap down the middle of the ship, whether an internal suite's balcony, one of the bridges crossing between the two halves, or one of the hallways that runs alongside it. Once they're there, there's no whistler in sight; however, characters will be filled with the overwhelming urge to look over the edge of the railing and down into the lower parts of the ship.

Exactly what they experience after looking down varies. Some will hallucinate that they've fallen over the side, feeling their balance go haywire and seeing the floor rushing up to them right up until the moment of "impact," at which everything returns to normal. Some will feel a stranger's hands on their shoulders, threatening to push them over with a great shove that goes through them with incorporeal fingers. Some will just hear unidentifiable laughter right up close to their ears, and experience the distinct sensation that there's someone laughing at them, in a haha-made-you-look kind of way.

But whatever happens, when they look up, there's no one there - or at least not anyone that physically close to them. The one good thing about being drawn to the middle section of the ship by whatever prankster this is is that it makes it a lot easier to run into people if you're all drawn to the same, highly visible place.

And at least the other person is flesh and blood, right? Probably.
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[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-04-27 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Shang Qinghua hears muffled yelling and sounds of struggle in the distance, and immediately heads that way. (Not because he’s a hero or anything, no matter what Casper says, it’s just… practical. There are few enough of them, losing anyone wouldn’t be ideal. And he doesn’t like death.)

He can’t tell who it is, since they’re almost completely covered in roots, though he sees enough of a flash of dark hair to be sure that it’s not Wet Justice or Scary Ouji Lawyer or Casper.

“Er, stay still, I guess? I’ll get you out, just a minute.” He pulls out his night-pearl-on-a-cord and drops it around his neck, so he’ll still be able to see when the light goes back out, and pulls out Kao Ci. He slashes a couple of sword glares at the upper parts of the surrounding mess, just to keep it from encroaching on the proceedings, then channels spiritual energy into the blade and uses the glowing edge to carefully cut into the roots encasing whoever it is on the floor, starting with the ones around their head. Bad luck there, having them cover their mouth—he tries not to think about how much worse it could have been if that had happened to Casper.

“You okay? I mean obviously you’re not okay you just got like enveloped by the fuckin plants and it was on your face and shit, but like, are you injured? I think one of the new people’s a healer so like if you are hurt we can go like find him.”
Edited 2024-04-27 14:17 (UTC)
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[personal profile] regularfolk 2024-05-02 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ ooc: Apologies for the slowness! Month-end shenanigans at work, but I'm free and clear again. ]

Upon the stranger's reassuring words, Lucy's massive hazel-green eyes soften into a relieved expression.

That is until she spots the blade of a whole ass sword.

Her eyes widen at the sight, and all she has at her disposal are her luck and optimism—two things she's already in short supply of these days. Thankfully, she is freed before her thoughts spiral into darker possibilities, and the worst part seems to be over.

The chopped plant makes a crisp sound as Lucy plops to the ground and coughs at the floor. She takes a moment to press her fingertips to her jaw, massaging it to its natural position after the highly uncomfortable ordeal.

As she rises, she peers up at her savior with disheveled hair and marks on her face from the plant's grip.

"Yeah, I'm okay," her voice carries a natural rasp that seems amplified now.

"Thank you. I'm not sure what would have happened if you hadn't arrived with your... talents," she adds, recalling the magical-looking blade.

With a weak smile born of genuine effort, she straightens herself and extends a hand towards her rescuer.

"I'm Lucy."
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[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-05-02 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
The way she’s eyeing Kao Ci looks decidedly nervous, and the plants seem sufficiently pacified, so he stows the sword back in its sheath.

Oh, handshakes? He has not done those in a hot second, but sure. He takes the girl’s hand and shakes it. Now that she’s free of the plants, it is very obvious that she’s a new arrival. “I’m Shang…” trying to be yourself, Airplane. You don’t want to be Qinghua. “…Beida. Family name Shang, personal name Beida. Did you just get here? Terrible luck, getting stuck right as the lights came on.”
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[personal profile] regularfolk 2024-05-08 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Her lopsided smile broadens when their hands meet, and she feels grateful to have a name to go by. "Beida. Thank you so much for your help," she expresses warmly.

His question of having newly arrived prompts her to glance her surroundings. It strikes her as a bit of an odd question, as she assumed she was merely in a... derelict something, hardly worth referring to as somewhere to "get" to.

"Um," she begins, peering back at him through the corners of her eyes. "Are we not in the Wastelands?"
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[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-05-09 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Shang Beida twitches. Okay real weird having someone call him that. Westerners, man! "I, uh. It's sort of... intimate? To just use my personal name?" He doesn't want to have to explain how names work to everyone he meets! Can someone else Asian other than the weird royal demon guy turn up on the boat! "It, uh. Would be more... usual? To call me Shang Beida?" Help he doesn't want to be like, nitpicky or something, but he does not know this girl well enough for that!

"I mean, it's technically a wasteland outside, but I don't think it's probably the one you mean, I don't think there's anything alive out there, and also everyone else on the boat woke up here after being ganked from different worlds, so you probably were too. I'm going to assume that means you just got here, then. Um. Welcome to the Ship, it sort of sucks but I can show you where the safe bits where the beds and food and showers are."