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⇨ TEST DRIVE MEME #1
WELCOME TO THE SHOW!↴![]() Or, more specifically, Lost Carnival's first test drive meme! This is an opportunity to try out your characters in the setting before you apply, or to put together samples for characters you've never played before. There are going to be options for both new arrivals and veteran characters. Before we get started, let's lay down some details:
NEW RECRUITS↴ ![]() You gotta start somewhere, right? These prompts are for characters who are arriving in the carnival for the first time, and who are destined to sign a contract. How they go about that is up to you, but in the meantime they can enjoy the sights and sounds of something truly out of this world. Visitors to the carnival comes from many different worlds today, as the ringmaster casts out her recruitment lures. Will you become her most recent hire? ► ADMISSION FEES: After crossing into the carnival's realm and passing through the trees, most visitors will find themselves at the front gate - though not all choose to enter that way. If they enter legitimately, however, they will have to pass by a clerk who will trade admission and tickets for various attractions and rides in exchange for "anything of value." What is of value may seem highly subjective, and so some may struggle to produce payment at first, though in actuality the carnival will take anything from mundane currency to items of purely sentimental value. ► MIRROR MAZE: The mirror maze (pictured above) is a big attraction in the carnival, and stretches much further on the inside than it looks like it will on the outside. It's hard to get through, and what's more, after you've been in there for a while your reflections will start gaining a mind of their own - mostly in order to taunt and distract you with personal information. They don't know everything you know, but they know more than they should, and their mind games can be pretty hit or miss. ► GAMER'S CIRCLE: Almost all of the game booths are organized in a large ring around the Cookhouse, called Gamer's Circle. Your can play just about any carnival game you can imagine here, for a variety of prizes sometimes traditional, exotic, or outright magical. Dart tossing? Got it. That game with the water guns? Got it. Most of these booths are currently manned by humanoid spirits who look like they are made of smoke. If they can trick you into earning debt, they will. ► TRYING TO LEAF: No matter where you came from, you seemingly emerged from a forest. Obviously, to get back home you should be able to go back in the same direction, right? It turns out you can't. Worse, trying too hard to get through the wood will result in you getting lost, or turned back to the carnival. The trees here are not normal, and are varying levels of alien, including things like trees with glowing fruit or orange flowers that constantly burn like candles. ► NOT YOUR WHEELHOUSE (NEW): Sometimes, even magical ferris wheels get stuck. The carnival's particular wheel is enchanted to create a particular out of this world experience - as you pass along the top, you feel as if they are so close to the sky that you can interact with the stars like baubles hanging above your head. Of course, the novelty probably wears off when the wheel is broken and you've been stuck enjoying the light show with some stranger for the last half hour. How are you going to pass the time? ► WILD CARD: Anything else you can imagine in this setting! There are a lot of possibilities and you're free to explore them. Check out the rest of the game info or the locations page for additional inspiration. Want to make a starter with your character experiencing their first theoretical change? Go for it! VETERAN WORKERS↴ ![]() These prompts are tailored to the carnival's existing employees, the veterans. Odds are they've been here from somewhere between a few months and three years already, and know their way around the block. For them, this is just business as usual - and depending on their attitude towards their job, they may or may not contribute to a few people accidentally getting themselves a contract. Whatever you do, though, don't warn visitors away from the carnival - the ringmaster hates losing business like that. ► DO YOUR WORK: This one's pretty simple - just have your character doing whatever you'd like to have their job be! There is a big list of ideas over here, and you could use this to try things out with a character you intend to be a new arrival, as well. ► WILL O' WISPS: The ringmaster's will o' wisps have gotten free, and she's asked that everyone keep and eye out and help her reclaim them regardless of their official jobs. Wisps are small creatures that burn both hot and cold and comes in a few different variations of the same basic theme. Handling them physically (or psionically, or magically, for that matter) is difficult due to their near intangible nature. Touching and being around them can result in confusion and a sensation similar to being comfortably drunk. ► BREAK TIME: Whatever you were doing, it's break time! It's time for you to relax however you see fit. Do you enjoy some of the carnival attractions yourself, or is that old by now? Do you hang out in the Cookhouse to get a snack? Do you take a nap? Yolo, baby! ► RIDDLE GAME: For a bit of fun, the ringmaster has left a variety of locked chests around the worker areas of the carnival, each with instructions and a riddle written on their lids. The chest will accept three guesses from each worker before refusing to respond to them any further. If you guess the right answer, the chest will open and you will be rewarded with some manner of fun magical knick knack. If you've run out of guesses, maybe you can conspire with someone else and promise to split the prize? ► WILD CARD: Anything else you can imagine in this setting! There are a lot of possibilities and you're free to explore them. Check out the rest of the game info or the locations page for additional inspiration. Want to do a performance? Hang out in the Backyard? Choose whatever appeals! |
Bonnie | Pokemon XYZ | Newbie
[Bonnie was, without a doubt, lost. Maybe she shouldn't have wandered off so far chasing Dedenne, who had decided he had smelled something tasty and the urge to stuff his face overpowered any restraint the little mouse-like creature might've had. Thankfully Bonnie had managed to find him, pocketing him back into her little side bag, but one solved problem had lead to another, much bigger one - her brother was nowhere to be found. Yelling for him did nothing and trying to retrace her steps meant becoming even more disorientated. After a bit of crying and wiping her eyes, she'd hushed herself to hear the faint sounds of music and lights peeking through the foliage of the forest. Curious, she drew toward the spectacle until finally, emerging out of the woods, she was face to face with a carnival.
Any fears she'd had were put on hold for a moment, the task of finding her brother set aside. A carnival! Sure this was no Pokemon Center (which would've been admittedly more helpful) this was definitely a far more fun discovery.]
Dedenne, Dedenne look! Wow! It's amazing!
[The little creature squeaked its name in reply, equally ecstatic, albeit a bit more reserved than her. It doesn't take long for Bonnie to saunter up to the admission entrance, only to be stopped and asked for payment. ]
Huh? But I don't have anything...! My brother's the one who has all the money...
[Brother. Right. She had been looking for him, hadn't she? What if she never found him again? Tears start to prick at the edges of her eyes once more...no! She can't start crying now! Not again!]
BIG TOP TENT
[Curiosity killed the cat, or at the very least has gotten many children in trouble. Bonnie's one of those kids. As soon as she spots the giant tent she's fixated on getting inside. When she does she can't help but let out a gasp, eyes bulging at just how big it is inside. For now it's empty and so is the stage, which calls to her. Eagerly she makes her way down toward it, clambering up until she's standing front and center, Dedenne in her hair as she spins around for a whole 360 degree view. In fact she spins so much she finds herself toppling over, landing on her backside with a laugh.]
Ahh...! This is how Serena must feel, huh Dedenne? When she's up here performing. It's amazing! I wonder if we could perform too? What do you think?
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[Any ideas throw them my way! Bonnie's a curious kid and so she's easily drawn to interesting things, or if you want Dedenne to try and steal something yummy your character's eating then there's that option too.]
ADMISSION FEES
A Dedenne? Hm...
[He addressed her sharply, seeming not to care about her current predicament and equally uncaring if he's holding up the line.]
Hey. Kid. Where are you from?
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[His voice has her turning around to face him, a fist rubbing at her eyes quickly to wipe whatever tears that may have been building away.]
...I'm from Kalos.
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But... you got here from Kanto, right?
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[The little Pokemon in her pochette squeaks in agreement. He sure hasn't been to Kanto either.]
Ah, but I know someone from Kanto!
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TENT!
The trouble with that hummingbird form however is that, especially with it being more budgie sized than anything, it takes energy. And that means taking a nap every now and then.
And that means snoring, from one of the railings.
Looks like the big top wasn't quite as empty as you thought, Bonnie!]
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What is it, Dedenne?
[Little mouse ears twitch and move before he's scurrying off to find its source, which doesn't take very long. Quietly the Pokemon points toward the sleeping bird as Bonnie finds herself quietly gasping, doing her best to internalize the squeal she wants to let loose. Cute! She's never seen a creature like this before, but it's definitely a bird-type of some sort.]
Ahh...it's so cute...I wonder why it's sleeping in here?
[The little mouse squeaks its name, giving his equivalent of a shrug. Her guess is as good as his.]
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...Waking up! There is a sneeze and a snuffle, and the bird looks around with a few sleepy peeps.] Mnnh, is everyone already...
[...Done? She was going to say? It's very clear soon enough that the entire tent is empty, and-] HEH!!! I missed everything..!?!
[Being the only one there, Bonnie is quickly and unfortunately going to be subject to some questions.] Wh-wh-
When did the show end?!? Was I really here the whole time?!
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[That makes it...even cuter?! But also weirder?! How is she supposed to react to such a creature! Startled, Dedenne hops onto his owner, scrambling to perch atop her head. This wasn't like any Pokemon she'd seen before...but it's not the first time she's encountered a talking non-human. Meowth comes to mind, unfortunately.]
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oh my go d carly don't enable a child
Admission Fees
Hearing sniffling, he leaned around to try and see the source was. The little girl in front of him was hardly taller than he was, and clearly upset. Overhearing her plight, he reached into his pocket to see if he had any change to spare. There was the jingle of coins. He had been doing pretty well for himself lately and had plenty of kamas, enough to be a little generous.]
Allow me!
[ He sauntered past her, tossing the handful of gold coins to the clerk, confident that it should be an appropriate amount, even though he didn't see a sign posted anywhere with the price for entry.]
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U-Um...! Thank you! Uh, you can talk!
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[It was more a statement than a question. Sure, not all ecaflip looked the same, but he always considered himself an exemplary representative of his kind. He continued walking, passing through the entrance with a casual glance to the clerk.
Just in case they decided to start something.]
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[Come again? No really, what? Dedenne makes an equally confused sound as it clambers up onto her head to get a better look. Was that the kind of Pokemon it was?]
Um, are you a Pokemon?
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fixing the name variation here, sorry
no worries!
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tent!
Huh? A li'l girl? ( There's a mix of puzzlement and concern to his voice, but he takes a few steps towards the stage, calling out to her. ) Hey, are ya lost or somethin'? Uh, there ain't a show right now, yanno.
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That said, he was probably looking for her (why wouldn't he be?) and the best thing to do when you were lost was to stay put. Surely he'd come up with an invention and track her or Dedenne down. It was only a matter of time before he'd come!]
Um...yeah, kinda. [She answers, scooping up Dedenne to let him perch atop her head.] I know there's no show though! Wait...am I in trouble?
[Was this his stage? Was he a performer?]
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( It can get real busy real fast once the preparations begin, plus it's hardly a visible area for her guardian to pick her up from once they realize she's missing. It doesn't take him long, however, to notice the cute little orange creature on her head. His eyes widen, absolutely starry at the sight of it — naturally, he forgets about the topic at hand for a moment. )
Huh?! Who's that li'l fella? Aah, he's so cute!
( And by now he's close enough that she can probably see that he's got a bright stuffed animal of his own, carried in a bag at his side. )
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Hm? Oh! This is Dedenne! [The little mouse Pokemon squeaks its name happily, both in greeting and in thanks for the compliment. Plucking him from her hair she holds him in her arms instead so he can get a better look at him.]
He's super cute, right? [Shockingly cute, even.] Ah, your plushie is cute too! It kinda looks like a rainbow colored chimchar or an aipom...
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TENT
Oh, sweet!
[She catches sight of the girl on the stage, and her grin widens as she hears the last bits of what Bonnie is saying.] No harm in trying it out sometime, right?
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Ummm...maybe.
[There wasn't any harm, but she doesn't think she'd be very good. Not like Serena, anyway.]
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Aw, c'mon! Not gonna get anywhere with that attitude.
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[Watching and doing were two separate things, after all. Even she knows this.]
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admission
Hey! You don't need to cry, what's the matter?
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[Thankfully (?) his appearance is strange enough that it distracts her from how bad she feels. Wow. What a costume. Tears on hold for a moment she sniffs, staring up at him.]
I like your costume...your horns look like candy corn!
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Thanks kid, but it's not a costume. I really look this way, see.
[He leans over, letting her feel his horns if she wants to. It's sort of a weird thing to let someone do, but he's the only troll here and she's just a kid.]
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fees
Because when he sees this little girl, teary-eyed and totally unsuspecting, something in him twists like hot pliers.
He skirts his way round to where she stands, not minding the ticketmaster or anybody else in the way. And he stoops to Bonnie's level—he knows how to do it just the right way, so that it isn't condescending. His hands are braced on his bent knees, and he's wearing the gentlest smile he can muster—and for once it's genuine.]
There, there! No need for all that. A big girl like you needs a handkerchief and something fun to do, I think. How does that sound?
[He's a pretty boy, to be sure, but he looks stranger now because of the carnival: his ears have a distinct point to them, and there are peeks of what looks like amethyst and sapphire creeping out from underneath his sleeves. They decorate his delicate fingers, too. (He hates them so, so much, but he can't seem to scratch them off, and now only tries to when he's feeling particularly nasty.)
As if he's fulfilling a promise, he plucks a plain white handkerchief from his coat, and offers it to her.] Here you are, treasure. Now, what's the trouble, exactly?