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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.

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[A. Killing Time]

[The conservatory sounds almost nice until Fiddleford actually gets there and finds it just as dusty and cobweb-covered as everywhere else. At least there are no portraits to watch him here, which is a marked step-up over the rest of this place.]

Y'know I bet some of these'd perk right up with a little water...

[Look. Desperate, dogged, stupid optimism is all he has right now. He turns to look for a can, takes a single step, runs smack into an expansive spider web and screams like a little girl.]

[B. Body Discovery]

[This is... incredibly conflicting. On the one hand a dead deer isn't all that abhorrent to a country boy who grew up butchering his own pigs. On the other hand this dead deer could talk. So... yeah. Weird. He didn't like that the deer could talk but that wasn't really grounds for murder.

At least it being a deer means he isn't in complete hysterics like he would be if it was a human. Honestly he's more annoyed that whoever did this wasn't even intending to make use of the meat. What a waste. Is that wrong of him? He feels like it probably is kind of wrong, in a way. Sorry, Bambi's mom. Not his fault how he was raised.

He does know what a freshly-killed animal ought to look like, though. Are there any bullet-holes? Stab wounds?]

[I believe we need to discuss the state of the body first. It's not completely intact.

Bambi's mother is laying on her side, with blood pooling out from where her left leg and left ear used to be. Both appear to have been severed off cleanly and evenly, meaning the killer had to have been precise. Furthermore, it appears that nearly every bone in the deer's body is either broken or just horribly injured - with special notice going to it's midsection.

Bullet-holes, no. But it seems as though there are several small stab wounds on the animal's right leg.]

[HA HA OH BOY SPOKE TOO SOON

DEAD DEER SHOULD NOT LOOK LIKE THAT

It's not the gore that bothers him -- again, when you grow up on a hog farm you get used to animal gore and lots of it at a very young age -- but the precise and utterly over-the-top nature of the gore. She was a talking deer! She could form whole sentences! You don't do this to a thing that can form whole sentences!]

Jesus.

[What about the blood? Is it just in a pool around the body, or are there splatters leading anywhere... that is, are there clues as to whether the butchering started before or after she came to rest in this spot?]

[The blood is relatively pooled around the parts that were sliced off. In fact, given the state of the skeleton, it might be a little bit gruesome of us...but perhaps the mutilation happened after she died.]

[Yeah, that's what he was hoping wasn't the case. Yikes. Someone in this mansion is a real troubled individual, huh? Just a regular old, old, disturbed, old -- okay. Sorry. Almost lost it just a little bit there. It's fine. He's fine. He can deal with the dead talking deer it's still just a deer it's fine.

Didn't she mention she had a son?

It's fine it's great nothing about the implications of this is bothering him at all. Okay. This happened after she died. Maybe that's good? She didn't have to suffer through it? Yeah, let's go with that. Okay. Back under control. Let's... let's investigate this dead deer. She deserves that much respect since whoever killed her didn't have any.

Hey speaking of, maybe he should move her. If there aren't marks on the other side of her that will confirm she wasn't stabbed before she fell, right? It's good to have things definite. So here he goes, attempting to turn her over or at least lift her up. It's tampering with the crime scene but he has a PhD in Mechanical Engineering, not Forensics, get off his back.]

Edited 2017-03-17 06:17 (UTC)

[Oh, wow, this is...hm. There's a significant amount of bruising and exposed skin on this side of the body. The heavy injuries seem to mainly occur on and around the midsection of the body, as has been the norm so far.

...What's more, when moving the body, it appears as though the floor beneath her might have been damaged. It's sunken in just a little bit.]

[While Tip's seen people die before, it's mostly been from lasers and stuff. Quick obliteration, or at least no blood. Plus, this deer was a mom. With a young kid somewhere...Either way, she's come up to look at it as well.]

Is there anything you can do with one ear? [She can see why someone might want to chop off a leg.]

Well, ah. Pigs' ears aren't bad. Don't know about deer ears. But I don't think eatin' her was the main point of this. This is just... it's disturbin' is what it is.

[He wipes some of the deer blood off on his tweed jacket. Better on his jacket than his hands.]

You'd think she fell from five floors up to leave that kind of mark. It doesn't make sense.

[How exactly is the skin exposed? Was the hair cut away? Burned? Simply rubbed off by friction?]

Could that have been caused by someone else landing on her? Maybe after dropping her? [While she speaks, Tip reaches out to close the deer's eyes, if they aren't closed already. Might as well do something for her.]

[Friction is a really good guess. More specifically...impact damage. Have you ever noticed that this room has a very tall ceiling?

Or perhaps it's just your imagination.]

... What in tarnation?

[He turns to look at Tip and his expression is very unsure.]

Was that... always like that?

[Tip looks up.]

...I don't think so. So, someone who can fly, then? Or climb? [Damn Disney characters and their near-superhuman physical skills]

Fly, most likely. Not much to climb on these walls.

[They're straight up and down. The portraits are... well he's just not going to look very hard at the portraits.]

... Is there anyone that can fly in this house? Y'don't think it was just one of the -- of the spooks? Not one of us?

[Good try, buddy. But naw.]

If...they were the ghost of a serial killer, maybe. Or a hunter.

But at least we know she probably fell from up there, so maybe we can start asking people if they were around here.

Right -- right. Collectin' alibis.

Though I suppose that ought to wait for the trial.

[He stumbles over the word a little. He knows the rules. He is intimately familiar with them. That doesn't mean he doesn't think they're objectively horrifying.]

Y'know, I really hoped nobody'd do it. Shows me for bein' hopeful.

...yeah. [She looks upset as well.] Most people act good under normal circumstances, but when pushed...things like this happen.

...what are we going to tell her son?

[HAHA OH BOY HE WAS REALLY TRYING NOT TO THINK ABOUT THAT]

We'd have to get out to tell him anythin' at all.

Edited (in my defense it's my favorite) 2017-03-17 19:14 (UTC)

We will. This-this has to be a fluke. We just need to find out who killed her and stop them from doing it again. There has to be some other way out than just...killing someone. [That's how you manage a squabbling group, in her experience. Don't count on the innate goodness of humanity which probably doesn't exist.]

[Wall-e, too, came up to the conservatory and considering how there's nothing growing on Earth, seeing what's left here is a slight step-up, even if they are all dead-looking.

... That is, until Fiddleford screams like a little girl and causes the robot to startle, quickly rolling away and hiding behind one of the tables some plants are sitting on. After a few seconds, Wall-e will peek back out around the corner to see what Fiddleford is doing.]

Water? Fiddleford, old boy, what these tired old things really need is some tea!

[He doesn't even give a shit that Fiddleford is running around like a chicken with it's head cut off, the man is pouring an entire pot of scalding hot tea into a flowerpot.]

I know you're excited about the idea, but there's really no need for all your commotion!

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FOOLISH MORTALS TEST DRIVE

Fiddleford Mcgucket | Gravity Falls

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i can meme and it's ic i love playing this man

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I don't have a sad icon for her unfortunately

I have like 50 sad icons AND I USED THE SAME ONE TWICE both of us are a mess

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