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the pines mods. ([personal profile] officialnotice) wrote in [community profile] bumfuckidaho2017-04-17 06:22 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME, APRIL 2017.

TEST DRIVE MEME

There was an accident. That's basically the only thing you know for certain. Maybe a car wreck - metal and broken glass everywhere, and the sirens and the screaming. Or maybe there was an explosion. Maybe your bike hit a rock and you careened uncontrollably off a mountain path. You can't can't quite make out the details, not who was at fault or why. Try as you might, the chaos is all you can remember.

It's also the last thing you remember from before you wake up here.

When you open your eyes, the accident is gone. Instead, you're in a hospital bed – the nursing staff greets you with a cheerful smile.

Welcome to Wayward Pines, they tell you. You'll make a full recovery here.


option one
WELCOME TO WAYWARD PINES

The hospital staff had seemed very friendly, but ultimately unhelpful when it came to answering your questions, insisting you shouldn't worry about such things, and that it was smarter to just rest until you'd fully recovered.

That was some time ago. You've since managed to leave the hospital – either via escape, or simply by waiting patiently and filling out paperwork until they finally agreed to release you. Now you've found yourself in the small but hearty town of Wayward Pines, Idaho. It's a charming little place, and the people there are all friendly enough, more than willing to greet you on the street, or give you directions if you need them.

Unless you're asking for directions out of town, of course.

Some will simply smile and give you a hearty pat on the shoulder and ask why you'd ever want to do a thing like that? Others will get quiet for a moment, and direct you to the nearest sign posted near the doorway of every building.

Don't bother taking the road, either. Whether you walk or get your hands on a vehicle, you won't get anywhere. The road simply takes you away from town for a short while before looping around and bringing you right back in.

There's no use questioning things, and it seems pretty useless to try to leave. So really, why not stay a while? Everyone's convinced that you'll find something to love in Wayward Pines.

(For the purposes of this test drive, you're welcome to handwave the existence of basically any local business or activity.)


option two
INTO THE WOODS

You've just heard a scream from the woods.

I mean, it could've been an animal. There's bound to be some kind of wildlife amongst the trees, right? But then again, it did sound awfully... human.

Though all of the locals nearby conceal a flinch at the sound, they'll assure you it's nothing, if you ask them. Why, you're probably just hearing things! (But with an anxious undertone of stop asking questions.) If you're curious, though, and brave enough to go see, they won't make any move to stop you from going into the wooded area surrounding the town.

The trees are tall, and their branches are thick enough to block out a significant amount of sunlight from breaking through the canopy, leaving the forest floor a little dimmer and cooler than the streets of town.

Whatever the source of the scream was, you won't be able to find it out here. An experienced hunter might notice some signs of a struggle, and a few faint boot prints, but they don't really seem to lead anywhere in particular.

What you will find, if you walk far enough, is a fence. A big one - at least 30 feet tall, made of metal and concrete. It goes on quite a ways in either direction as well; follow the wall far enough, and you'll see that it connects with the steep, sheer cliffs that surround the rest of Wayward Pines, effectively boxing the town in.

In actuality, you'll probably feel it before you see it. A full 500 yards from the wall, when it's hardly a shadowy smudge through the trees, you start to feel a little bit tired, a little bit weak. Trouble is, the closer you get, the weaker you feel - like the wall itself is sapping the strength out of you, and the closer you get, the worse it feels. Any powers you may have had grow weaker in kind as you make your way to the fence, but even ordinary humans will find their strength sapping away. By the time you're close enough to read the signs and to feel the crackle of electricity radiating from the thick wires criss-crossing the wall's metal surface, you're too weak to stand.

Do you crawl closer still and risk electrocution, or do you crawl away and assess the situation once you're far enough from the fence to be able to stand?


option three
PTA BAKE SALE

It's that time of year again. The time when everyone digs into their wallet, ignores their diet, and spends a little time supporting the local school bake fair. You know, for the good of the children. And it doesn't hurt that Linda's Blondie recipe is honestly to die for. The school PTA has pulled out all the stops this year in the hopes of encouraging a good community turn out, posters advertising the sale plastering every street corner and stuffed into every mailbox for a solid week leading up to the event, and today is finally the day.

There's at least two dozen different tables set up with all manner of delectable treats, even one or two offering vegan alternatives for those inclined, not to mention a few others catering to some of the townspeople's more... unique palates.

Maybe you've got your own table set up with your wares, or maybe you were simply lured to the park today by the appetizing scents wafting through the air. Either way it seems like the whole town has come out to show their support today and why wouldn't they? Children are our future, aren't they? Or maybe it's just Linda's Blondie recipe.

Yeah, that's probably it.


option four
ON THE NETWORK

Though it's not as high-tech as you might be used to (or hell, maybe you're ren faire and it's centuries beyond anything you've seen), but Wayward Pines does in fact have a network to accommodate its citizens.

Go ahead, post a network post! Just note that the network currently has two basic functions. The first is audio-only and can be accessed from the telephones in each character's home. If an audio-based medium doesn't suit your needs (or aesthetics), be sure to take advantage of the Wayward Pines Message Board from your brand new laptop for the chance to communicate with your fellow townspeople in a text-based format instead!


( a few notes )

Welcome to our third test drive here in The Pines! Just one important thing to note:

Upon arrival in Wayward Pines, characters find themselves struggling to remember entirely who they were or where they came from. Memories return progressively over the next two weeks. You're welcome to play with this mechanic in any of these prompts, but it's definitely not mandatory! For more details on this temporary memory loss, see our FAQ.
avicula: (❚❚ 069)

[personal profile] avicula 2017-05-06 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ how is he actually like this? she believes him, even if she's constantly looking for the ulterior motive with anyone. ]

And you want me to socialize your cats.
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[personal profile] toten_sie 2017-05-06 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
If you like cats. And you don't want to adopt one.

[ If she doesn't like cats, obviously not. Though he doesn't quite understand not liking animals. Animals are some of the easiest things in the world to handle. ]
avicula: (❚❚ COMMENTARY)

[personal profile] avicula 2017-05-06 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ animals don't really do what dutch tells them to do. especially cats. so she's not sure she's into that idea. ]

I'll think about it.
toten_sie: (confuzzled)

[personal profile] toten_sie 2017-05-06 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
You don't have to. It was just an idea.

[ He hasn't drank much. But he looks up to give her a careful little smile. It's not careful because he's afraid, exactly. It's careful because he knows how skeptical she is and he wants to make sure that he's only put the truth in his expression. He tries his very best not to lie to those who actually want the truth of him. ]
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[personal profile] avicula 2017-05-06 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ dutch hasn't had much yet, either, but she glances at him and his little smile now and downs several sips of her whiskey, enjoying the burn of it down her throat. ]

How did you end up in that gig, anyway?
toten_sie: (seriously worried)

[personal profile] toten_sie 2017-05-06 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I like animals.

And I'm not good at much else.

[ There's words not spoken there. Not good at much else other than killing people. And hurting anyone is the last thing he wants to do. His own inadequacy stings the worst, how little he can contribute other than violence and death. Helping animals is one of his lifelines here. Helping in general makes him feel like maybe, one day, he'll feel like he's atoned for his sins. ]
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[personal profile] avicula 2017-05-07 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ for a moment, dutch hesitates, unsure of how much she wants to give away, but — what's the harm? so after a moment, she nods. ]

It's why I opened the dance studio.

[ killing and dancing. those are the things she's good at. ]
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[personal profile] toten_sie 2017-05-14 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure you're good at other things. You're so smart.

[ Whereas he's not.]
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[personal profile] avicula 2017-05-14 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure.

[ dutch shrugs, taking a large swallow of her drink before adding with more nonchalance that she feels: ] I'm great at killing, too. But I doubt they'd want me to build a business on that.
toten_sie: (Default)

[personal profile] toten_sie 2017-05-30 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The comment makes him pause for a moment before looking at her. ]

You shouldn't anyway. This place doesn't need that.
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[personal profile] avicula 2017-05-31 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ dutch shrugs. the indifference is largely faked; she knows she's killed and it isn't a knowledge that makes her particularly happy. ]

If you say so.