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JUNE TDM

TEST DRIVE

JUNE TEST DRIVE
The city of Recollé. The kids are out for the summer and the weather's just fine. The sun's shining brightly, not a cloud in the clear gray sky. Everything seems at peace and citizens are out and about, smiling to one another and enjoying each other's company.

Oh, and this thing (complete with cardboard cut-out) has currently taken the place of the founders' statues in Recollé Square. But that's probably not a big deal.

What will you do today?

I.
What is this thing? Why is this thing here? For those of you in Tribunal Terrace today you may wish to investigate the five-foot-tall spinning wheel. How did it even get here? And where did the statues of the founders go? Even if you cannot answer those questions, it's hard to ignore the urge to give it a spin.

Check out those colors go 'round and 'round. Depending on what number you land on, you will find a notification pop up on your phone with a short list of…words. Are these supposed to be qualifications? Weird. That was a waste of time.

However, the moment you walk away you will find yourself accosted by various recruiters wherever you go, congratulating you on your impressive resumé and leading you to an office in Chata. Their offices have been equipped with tabletop-sized spinning wheels much like the one in Recollé Square that will spin 'round and 'round, determining the position you qualify for. Are you ready to show how these traits make you the perfect applicant? It looks like you have time to consult with your fellow candidates before your turn comes.

Or perhaps you've managed to resist spinning that wheel. The recruiters absolutely love your willpower and determination and want you to join their team! For those who can resist, they will still find themselves whisked away by recruiters to the same office and thrown straight into training to prepare for interviewing their neighbors. Recruiters will set up pairs of interviewers and applicants, leaving them alone to ask the hard-hitting questions and pick the most qualified candidate. Do your best and beat out the rest! It's your time to shine.

II.
Just because school is out for the summer doesn't mean Apparassage is quiet. Students and faculty alike are bustling about already preparing for the next school year. Campus tours of Recollé University run every two hours, and there are open house tours of the local elementary, middle and high school. Perhaps you're a future student exploring the campus and getting to know your future classmates. Maybe you're faculty or a student guide wrangling the kids and keeping them in line. Or you just might be one of the unfortunate ones who have found yourself with six weeks of summer school.

However, no matter where you find yourself in this district things get a little tricky when you're ready to leave for the day. The sidewalks outside of the buildings have all disintegrated, revealing a large void leading to nowhere beneath your feet. Without a clear path it seems impossible to escape, but stacked at the entrances of every doorway are large tiles with the letters of the alphabet carefully printed on them. When you look across the devoid path, you may notice you have a partner in a similar position with their own stack of letters.

Get ready to expand your vocabulary. Building a bridge of connecting words may be your only chance of getting home before sunset. Strangely, as the letters are laid out they seem to suspend mid-air enough to hold your weight as you make your way carefully across this pit. Balance and precision are key in this game. The stack floats along behind you as you cross the void, letters seemingly adding to the pile to provide more materials to build.

But like all games, there can be only one winner. Those who clear their letters first will arrive outside of the district safely, free now to come and go as they please. For those who do not clear their stack in time, you might have luck jumping from word to word to cross the finish line. Try as you might, if this is the method you follow, the moment you land on the winning word to leave the district the letters will glitch out, sending you plummeting into the void and landing on a long slope down to the bottom. Upon landing, you will see a series of chutes and ladders one can use to climb back up. Some ladders lead back to Apparassage. Some lead straight into Tisse, and some even lead to unexpected places. Where will you end up? The journey is up to you now.

III.
The days are longer, the nights are shorter, the sun is shining and it's noticeably warmer. Isn't it a perfect time for a summer potluck? The citizens of Recollé seem to think so and have all gathered today in Hollingberry Field with friends and loved ones to share food and fun. Kids chase after each other in friendly games of tag and hide-and-seek while other attendants mingle with one another, piling plates of food and sharing with their neighbor.

Why, even Mayor Mayer is out today for this summer kickoff with his lovely red Chocobo, Seabiscuit.

As the evening begins to wind down, however, there's a startled cry from the Mayor as he realizes someone has kidnapped his beloved pet from right under his nose. Was it you? How about you? Everyone has become a suspect and it's up to you to solve whodunnit. The Mayor provides everyone with a pen and a pad of paper divided into three sections for a suspect, a method, and a location. Grab a friend (or even a group of strangers) and get ready to interrogate each other to crack this case.

(With a little looking, however, it's easy to see that Seabiscuit's merely wandered down the hill away from the park. But maybe it's better not to tell the Mayor. He seems very adamant about this game.)

For anyone who manages to solve the case, the Mayor will be immensely grateful and reward you with a valuable prize! Congratulations! However, for anyone who fails to solve the puzzle, or even anyone found guilty of this heinous crime, by order of the Mayor you will be subjected to jail time for a full half an hour. (The Mayor can't stay too mad at his citizens. He loves them all.)

IV.
A nice, leisurely stroll through the entertainment district of Tisse seems to be in order. Summer sales are aplenty and now's the perfect time to shop 'til you drop. On the other hand, that doesn't seem to be the only thing dropping in Tisse. Do you hear that? Perhaps it is easy to ignore the sounds of stone crashing to the ground. Construction isn't unusual in this district. You think maybe you passed an ongoing demolition on your way inside a shop. But the crash happens again, and again, and again, a loud string of booms growing closer and closer.

Are those buildings tipping into one another? Or is it your imagination? You may not have time to answer while the string of events is put into motion. A crane swings overhead, knocking into a well-placed boulder that begins to roll down the street. Cranes, pulleys and wires move in sync as the ball rolls right toward you. Will you run? Will you collide right into the next set of traps? You may recall learning about this type of experiment once upon a time, coming to realize the elaborately planned Rube Goldberg machine spans the entirety of the city.

Maybe you're one of the lucky ones and you find a safe shop to dive into to escape. Or perhaps your sole focus is to run and get as far as you can, failing to notice that the large boulder herds you right to the end of the district and into a caged-in area. Make yourself comfortable. Someone from the outside will have to free you. But hey, maybe you aren't alone in this trap. Misery loves company, doesn't it?

BONUS.
The Retrospec app is at it again, just as useless as it's always been. After downloading to your device and allowing you to upload a profile picture, the app seems to take over your phone. Any time you open your phone to use it, a splash screen appears prompting you to pick one of the brightly colored wedges (or one of the two grayed out ones.)

It's time to exercise your brain and buff your trivia stats. Answering a question from your selected category will allow you to use your phone once again, but if you get it wrong? Retrospec will encourage you not to give up and try again.

...or, you know, you could ask someone to help figure out the answer. Hey, that person looks like they're bursting with knowledge! Perhaps it's best to see if they can help you stop this madness.

As usual, any attempt to get the company to reply are futile. Once a question has been answered correctly, phones will return to their usual functionality until the next time it settles into idle mode.

Welcome to the

recolle test drive meme! All characters will be begin in-game AU'd as Recollé residents. You may use any of the above prompts for ideas or make up your own depicting your Recollé AU! Prompts do not have to be set in the districts listed above. You can review our list of locations for what's available. Please note that TDM threads can be used as samples, can be kept as game canon, and can also be used for bonus points for future item regains. Share a few minor details of your AU, tag around, and have fun!

Your June TDM directory is here, and your AU workshop is here!

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(Pretend he actually looks human rather than the skull knight because I have no icons for that. also basic ass au info here)

iii.

[If looks could kill, he'd have burned a hole through their bouncy prison and stepped outside already to go home. Being accused of stealing seabiscuit was one thing, but the Mayor all but ignoring him as he attempted to explain the situation to him and being escorted to ""jail"" was another thing. Once he was out of here there was going to be hell to pay.

For now, he's just taken to waiting this out...but he gives off a very unapproachable aura. You may want to sit this one out and leave him alone.

...except after some time, he stands up (it takes him a minute...he's old...) and turns to the wall behind him.]

Enough of this.

[Stabs his fucking cane through the wall. The castle is deflating. He's escaping through the hole he just tore into it.

NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO ESCAPE or else you'll be smothered underneath the rubber.]

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[To be frank, he had no idea how to use this damn phone to begin with. Adding in an app without permission and a bunch of trivia shit like this is just??? He's lost.

So he approaches the nearest person he finds and-]

Who is k-e-dollar sign-h-a?

[Yeah]

Apparently if they're using it to lock our phones. Either that or they just like making our lives hell. Could go either way, really.

[ Yup, still bullshit. He probably should ask Yoon-sung what he missed later. ]

All we can do - maybe it'll give us something one of us has at least an idea on.

[ History, unfortunately, isn't his forte either. Even if this is something he's sure he heard of when he was back in high school.

God he feels old. ]

Here goes -

[ He's already wincing in anticipation for the inevitable Rickroll once he types in the guess of 1901 -

Nope. ]

Goddammit.

Ehhh... don't tell me someone requested her songs for a funeral.

[ Here is Shiyoko, your adopted child. That sweat drop is massively visible on her head because her grandpa is practically asking about things she would thought she'd never have to explain. ]

I have work in the morning but I'm free after that. You'll be sleeping in anyway so it's fine.

[And since he has work himself, he probably shouldn't be going to have drinks in the park in the middle of the night, but the things he does for Jirou... At least he knows he can hold his liquor so he won't be too hungover.]

Come on, let's go pay.

[The basket is mostly full, and Kenta doesn't even look at the price before handing his credit card and then leaving their driver to pick the bags and put them in the trunk]

[He shakes his head, leaning down to show her the phone screen. It's asking which of the three songs given as answers are hers.

It's tik tok, but he doesn't even know who this person is.]

Something strange happened. Do you know how to remove this, Shiyoko?

If Bahamut wasn't so popular as a summon, I would scrape that until the engine is working better.

[ To get the much sought after summon, people needed to defeat the boss. To defeat the boss, they need to work out the glitch that had the dragon freeze in mid-breath weapon sequence. To do that they need to experience it a couple times and then break down the code and then retest it. It wasn't a fun part of work, but it was needed since there has been such a clamor about the boss run not working and people hotly demanding that it worked yesterday. ]

So basically get something in the system, let you beat me up, do the stupid meeting and then let the boss beat us up? Great. So much fun.

Edited 2017-06-22 17:41 (UTC)

[ This is where he immediately regrets going out in public. The fear of, well, this. Confronting people who he'd known prior to his ailment that had left him without roughly a year of memories. He'd gone over the scenarios in his head multiple times, but in execution? He's the equivalent of a deer in headlights.

His lips purse, hand reaching to the back of his head and rubbing at his neck. He's going to have to explain himself one way or another. ]

It's... Not you.

I just got over a pretty rough illness that caused some brain damage. Memory loss, actually.

I wasn't even aware I'd gone to school yet.

[ Noctis turns his head, attention quickly taken. ]

Oh--

Er... Yeah, actually. Not sure where any of these locations are.

[ This is somewhat a blow to his ego. While he's not necessarily the most independent individual, he at least recalls that he'd moved to Recolle for the sole purpose of being independent. Knowing that it's apparently been almost a year since he's moved here and he has zero memories of it makes this a completely uncomfortable situation.

He's called upon by a stranger, which snaps him out of his reverie of blankly staring at this paper. Part of him wants to say no and just call it quits for the night, take whatever penalties come, but another makes him slowly point to the "Maple Valley" name on the list of locations. ]

Don't know where this is. Or any of these places, for that matter.

You're looking at it.

[ What do you want from him here. He doesn't have the answer to this question. If you want to unlock it you need to answer the trivia, Faolan, get with the system. ]

Orion looks up from his spot on the floor as Kurogane yells. It's not that he's particularly bothered, or even shocked. Hell, Orion actually feels the same way Kurogane does about this whole mess. This whole imprisonment deal is stupid.

Still, Orion's understanding doesn't change the fact that he's just as frustrated as being stuck in here.

"Unless you got any bright ideas for escape, then shut it." His voice is terse, but not elevated.

Is that supposed to mean you're hungry? I can't do anything about that.

[It's a good word, though. He adds "neglectful" to it.]

The longer the word, the faster we'll be able to cross. I'm counting on you.

[And this is the part... where Ardyn's usual frivolous grin, pulling ever so faintly at the corners of his mouth, dissipates. Yes, this is enough to let something akin to actual concern filter into his expression, and he reins back his usual flippancy by a good eighty percent.

After all, what does one even say to that? Not even a man like Ardyn -- so used to effortlessly sidestepping bits of a conversation that he'd rather do without -- cannot dance around the awkwardness that ensues. Though, more poignantly, he feels a bit guilty for making Noctis feel what he assumes is... regret. As if him not remembering his old professor was his fault, or something equally ridiculous.

Ardyn raises a hand, making a vague gesture, as if an attempt to wipe clean their conversation and start over again.]

Forgive me, I hadn't realized. I don't mean to make this terribly awkward for you.

[Well, an introduction then?]

My name is Ardyn Izunia, and I was your law professor for a while.

Where's the fun in that?

[Not that he likes being made fun of but it does add a bit more of a challenge to the task.]

Maybe add a theme to the words. Or change the topic from ourselves. If it became more like a game it'd be less like a chore, wouldn't it?

I cheat at this one.

[He looks up a new word and puts it down. I'm too lazy to look up what it'll be.]

If you'd rather play it honestly and remain here all day, be my guest.

You can be licensed all you like, just as I'll cite as much as I want. [He looks briefly amused again, even as the poor individuals stuck in the prison with Pitou seem to be very Unsure of these two.]

How has work been, by the way?

[ Ardyn assumes correctly. It is awkward, and it's certainly a cause for regret. It shows rather plainly in Noctis' face, even if his expression is its usual sleepy sort. His teeth are gritting behind finely-pressed lips, and there is a nagging desire to just toss this paper and go home.

Noctis raises his hand at the request for forgiveness, speaking rather abruptly. ]

It's fine, don't--

[ Ardyn. That name rings a bell only because Prompto's spoken it before. Same with his title as a law professor. But it's the "I was" part that confuses him. He'd decided to go with law after having a chat with Prompto over it, but never did the blonde explicitly say he'd already gone through courses. ]

"Was" my law professor?

[ Noctis sighs, putting his hand to his forehead. ]

Could've brought that part up, Prompto.

[ That part is murmured to himself. But he gets it. Prompto probably didn't want to overload him with his past. It was already painful enough going through pictures and texts. Noctis' hand lowers, expression now a bit exasperated. ]

I've heard your name before. I've got a friend who recommended you when I was going over my options.

Just didn't know I'd already exercised that option.

Edited (Ooc: Oh also btdubs, I got permission from Kira to have Noctis at least know THAT much about Ardyn. But he's forgotten everything, had no idea he took classes in the first place. THANKS PROMPTO. ) 2017-06-22 21:00 (UTC)

[He raises a brow, only slightly. Yes, was. Of that, he's certain. One, Noctis has a rather unforgettable name (Lucis Caelum, one of the oddest ones he's ever heard), and not to mention that Ardyn had often been rather strict with Noctis because.... the boy always thought it was proper to take a nap during his lectures.

But, you know, maybe he'll not bring that up right now.]

Right, your friend, Mr. Argentum. I know him.

[A hand running through his hair, briefly.]

Ah, well, he probably didn't want to unload everything on you at once. Can you truly blame him? But the truth of the matter is, yes, you were once my student. Of that, I'm certain; you sat in the front. You dozed off quite often.

[Ok, no, he will bring that up.]

[ At this point, Noctis has folded up that piece of paper and placed it in his pocket for another time. It looks like this has left him a bit side-tracked, but he can't be completely upset about it. One way or another, these things will happen. It can't be that bad, can it? He's not really one for socializing, so if there's a small number or people affected by this, he can skate through it fast, right?

Maybe.

At the mention of not being overloaded, Noctis nods in agreement. He can't deny that. Prompto's been pretty accommodating and careful since he'd woken up in the hospital. He can't entirely blame him.

The remark about his habits, however, garners a shrug. ]

Sounds like me. Now I've just beaten my record... I guess.

[ Okay, no. Making a a joke about his coma didn't make him feel any better. ]

I'm uh... Sorry for my absence, then. Pretty sure I've flunked out by now, huh?

[ hey maybe she wants trivia about the collective unconscious, who cares if retrospec doesn't— ]

Smarter people can remember more. [ hmph. regardless: ] Do you happen to know what the fear of the color purple is called?

Are they really so rare...?

[ ...Elizabeth, not everyone has #connections like you. ]

Nevertheless, perhaps! Though, I believe we would have smelled it by now... [ Hm. ] Who says the mayor isn't at fault himself? Perhaps he set this up as a fun little bonding activity.

[ please don't kill someone for a murder case. ]

What if the lollipops aren't any good flavors though? [ :C ]

"Alb—" something... [ Hmm... Ah! ] Snow is from water, so perhaps something in that vein...

[ Albaqua! She's so victorious when she puts it in and then the... song plays... oh dear. ]

Perhaps not... Ah well. Maybe it'll give me a more interesting question next—

Ooh! [ ooh!! ] According to tradition, what must be saved from the yule log?

[ he might be overthinking it, but that honestly sounds as good as she can figure. ]

An interesting proposition... [ hm. ] What if you were doing this in the middle of the woods, where there would be no one to help you?

A metal pole, which entraps those who take the chance to lick it in a pit of never-ending despair!

[ ...well, that's a little more descriptive?? ]

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JUNE TDM

king hassan | fate/

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i'm a bit slow too apparently I'M SORRY

Sorry about the delay!

Sorry for the slow!!!

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LET'S BOTH BE SLOW

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I CAN BE FASTER NOW. I'm not as much of a sloth today.

I'M STILL A SLOTH but imma tag u rn

tagging sloths unite!

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