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Foolish Mortals Mod Account ([personal profile] grimgrinningghosts) wrote in [community profile] foolishmortalsooc2017-03-16 11:30 pm
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FOOLISH MORTALS TEST DRIVE



Due to both player interest and murdergame newbies who might be curious about how they'd play in the more intense settings, we've decided to open up an official test drive. This is in lieu of a mock trial, as we know a good deal of players are considering testing out multiple muses before the game start. This test drive will remain open until the game itself opens in June.


Foolish Mortals is, of course, open to Disney characters only - and the same rules apply here. Characters who don't fit this criteria may find themselves being removed from the test drive, for consistency purposes. If you have any questions, please feel free to consult our FAQ here. Please list your character's name (canon also recommended) in the header of your top-level prompt.

Here are some examples to get you started:

1 - Waking Up
You find yourself awoken in a dreary little bed that creaks and squeaks far too much for your liking. The room is run-down and decrepit, and cobwebs practically coat the particularly tacky wallpaper. It's...unnerving, to say the least, and you should probably get out of there. Sadly, it doesn't look like the rest of the mansion is any cleaner, but...perhaps you'll find others in similar circumstances?

2 - Killing Time
If we must kill something, it might as well be your boredom. It doesn't seem, however, that the mansion has quite a lot to offer in the way of entertainment. There's an old projector with creepy silent film reels, a ballroom, a portrait gallery, a conservatory (filled with dead plants) and...a seance room. Might be best to stay away from that one, especially since it feels like you're being watched...

3 - Happy Haunts
There's...stillness in the air. Occasionally, you might notice some sort of unexplainable oddity. A piano might begin to play itself in your presence, or dishes and silverware might reaarange themselves when you're not looking. The eyes on portraits might even follow you around, until you notice them. Perhaps it's worth investigation, or perhaps you're better off just screaming and running away. Your call.

4 - Formal Ball
It should be known that your Ghost Host just loves throwing parties. Indeed, it appears that he's called a mandatory one in the ballroom...on Thursday night. You should throw on your best formal attire, and try to have a good time. It should be mentioned, of course, that the motive this week appears to be getting on everyone's nerves. It doesn't really help matters that it'd be so easy to take someone out if you just flipped the lights off...have fun.

5 - Body Discovery

The smell of deer carcass fills the air. Though you didn't know her very well, it appears that Bambi's Mom is dead, and one of you is responsible. Better investigate the mansion for clues, and hope you don't mess this up...

6 - Et Cetera, Et Cetera, Et Cetera
For all the prompts you want to do but we haven't listed.

Keep in mind that posting in the test drive does not represent a commitment to join our game. You're welcome to play here even if you can't app. Playing here does not guarantee a slot in the game, nor does it count as a reserve. However, you're welcome to use up to 20 comments here from your character on the test drive should you app them later, in lieu of a sample.

Remember, reserves for the game will be opening on June 2nd.

whistlenotchirp: (The cricket is suprised)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-03-17 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Jiminy has lived a long life. Sure, he initially only helped Pinocchio for the sake of fancy clothes and a shiny piece of metal (and let's be honest, to impress the Blue Fairy). But the past week of his life has been an adventure from start to finish.

He helped a young man find his way in the world. In this horrible, no-good world of temptation and doubt, he persevered and taught Pinoc as best he could. He survived con artists, foxes, a giant whale, and worst of all, actors. What other cricket could say that?

Sure, he wished he could've done more. Maybe he could've watched Pinocchio grow up. Maybe he could've met other kids the Blue Fairy wanted him to help. Maybe he could've met a lady cricket and gotten his limbs torn off like ever other married cricket in town. Maybe he even could've survived to the 1950s and make a series of PSAs for youths.

But he had done a lot. And he was satisfied.

Jiminy Cricket closed his eyes and embraced the sound of silence.






And then immediately collapses to the ground when he realizes the wheel stopped, breathing heavily.
]

oh thank goodness. oh golly. oh cheese and crackers. ohhhhhhhh geez.

[He needs a moment.]
Edited 2017-03-17 08:05 (UTC)
motormania: (pic#11035118)

[personal profile] motormania 2017-03-17 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
It's not fair! Everything else in this horrible place runs on nonsense! [he tosses the goggles in the backseat and starts pulling himself out of the car. whinewhine.] Why can't they create a car that runs on...on air?

[or the tears of the living, which seems to be turning into a currency around here. either way, he's frustrated, and like the spoiled child he is, he stomps out and around his broken toy, sighing mightily.

but it doesn't last long. because, hark! is that— is that what he thinks it is?

it is. a cricket!

bad mood temporarily at bay, the tip of Toad's tongue darts out to lick his lips, an instinctive action that speaks volumes of what he intends to do. unfortunately, he's not a very thorough animal when he's thinking primarily of himself and his wants and needs, which is all the time, so of course he doesn't notice that this particular cricket is dressed in spats and a top hat, nor does he hear the little thing's relieved gasps. how would he have over his own moaning and complaining?

Toad rubs his hands together. a snack is a wonderful remedy for an ill temper.

this is pretty much Jiminy's cue to run because here comes a big, long, sticky tongue darting out in his general direction.]
Edited 2017-03-17 08:28 (UTC)
whistlenotchirp: (Come again)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-03-17 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah sweet mystery of life at last I've found you. I know at last the secret of it all-

oh that's a problem.

He scrambles backward before going into a full series of hops away from this mess.
]
motormania: (pic#11035116)

[personal profile] motormania 2017-03-17 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
[excuse you, clearly someone doesn't know their place on the food chain!

only momentarily frustrated, Toad chases after him. you might expect him to start hopping, but that would just be profiling. what does he look like? a frog?

no, the hopping only comes as a last ditch effort to trap the tasty, wonderful squirmy little thing when it starts to gain momentum. so what does Toad do when that happens?

he fucking launches himself at Jiminy. yes. this is what we've come to. it only took three and a half hours, but now we've already resorted to eating each other. welcome, foolish mortals, indeed.

Toad gives a triumphant little cry as he tries to cup his hands over Jiminy, trying to trap him. there!]
whistlenotchirp: (You should be whistling)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-03-17 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Jiminy does his best, really, but he's a little guy and can only make so much distance that a person or a toad can't make in a step.

So now he's in the hands of this fucker, squirming with all his might, seething in pure cricket rage.
]

No! I didn't come this far to be somebody's breakfast.
motormania: (pic#11035147)

[personal profile] motormania 2017-03-17 08:55 am (UTC)(link)
[...this must be what humans feel like when they find out that sapient animals exist.]

—You can talk?

[that definitely stops him dead in his tracks, mouth hanging open like a big dumb goon. he's never met a talking bug before in his life! at least, he would know if he had!

but, Jiminy is doing a very good job of squirming hither and yon, yon and hither, that it alone would've sufficed sooner or later because there goes his umbrella, booping Toad in his nose. or whatever he has that passes for one.]


Ow! [and there he goes dropping Jiminy, so he can cradle his poor booped...whatever, pseudo nose? pseudose?]
whistlenotchirp: (This cricket's ready to talk you down)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-03-17 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Humans amirite

Jiminy is all too happy to fiddle his way out of Toad's grasp and quickly retreats back to the safety of the ground. But now he's properly riled up now. He's dealt with a lot of nonsense, but this little jerk had him so scared he'd nearly gotten himself killed!

Jiminy was mad as hell and he wasn't gonna take it anymore. Which is why he's tossing back his jacket and rolling up his sleeves.
]

Yeah, I can talk! And I can knock your block off too, ya crazy hoodlum!