redthreadooc | First Test Drive!

Welcome:

The room you appear in, ripped from wherever you had been a moment ago, is cold and uninteresting. White walls, tile floors, and nothing to look at save for the woman in generic business dress holding a clipboard. She seems to be checking off people as they arrive, but doesn't seem interested in interacting aside from handing you a key to what is apparently now your room.

Luckily for you, you aren't the only baffled new arrival, and once you're all shuffled out of the room and into the adjoining courtyard, there's both more pleasant scenery, plenty of time to talk, and a table set next to the door that's covered with markers, stacks of "Hi my name is" stickers, and a cheerful set of instructions and suggested topics if you all decide you want to play charades.

Whatever you might think of the odd welcome, you get a distinct sense that it would be in your interest to get to know some of these people.

Entertainment options:

In the hobby room, you'll find a few TVs set up with video game systems attached that double as DVD players. Unfortunately, the selection is lacking. There's a pile of disks, but all you'll find is the same movie and the same video game over and over. Namely, a romantic comedy and something that might be a knockoff of Mario Party, both of which could be described as astoundingly mediocre. Still, they're better than nothing. Oh, and if you want a less technical option, there's always the modeling clay.

It seems whoever runs this facility hasn't put much of their budget toward entertainment. Fortunately for you, there's also a complaint box in the kitchen.

A Bonding Exercise:

The powers that be want everyone to try to get along here, so one morning, you might wake up to find a piece of paper slipped under their door.

An Ice Breaker Game

-someone with a scar
-someone with a weapon
-someone whose pants are too tight
-someone who eats something other than food
-someone whose smile can't be trusted
-someone who has betrayed another
-someone who has killed a person
-someone who will never lie

Talk to different people who meet all of these descriptions.
Anyone who succeeds will earn a chocolate bar.

They aren't lying. Anyone who succeeds in this will discover a quality chocolate bar has been delivered to their room the following morning, whether or not they were trying to complete the list. Considering the powers that be didn't ask you to turn in answers, it does beg the question of how they know you succeeded, and whether any of your guesses about who qualifies as which were accurate. You'll just have to wonder.

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Um, I think you need to find someone else. [Comes a somewhat high pitched voice from well below Vex's eyeline. The voice doesn't sound judging or disturbed, just very matter of fact.]

Does killing something undead count as killing a person?

Aww really, and here I thought I had a free pass.

[Funny, he was expecting someone might be shocked by that question. But that might be useful knowledge in its own way.]

How should I know what counts and what doesn't? [He flicks the edge of the paper in his hand.] Not much of a clue to go on, is it?

[But more interestingly.] You in the habit of tangling with the undead?

[Given her line of work, one involving adventurers who had killed and did kill without regret, she can't say she's surprised to run into another person like that. She, however, has kept blood off her hands...so far.]

IF that was the case I could mark off a scar and weapon off my own. [The scar is small, but it's on her face, running through the right side of her lip so it's noticeable. And the strange looking pistol that hangs at her hip on one side and the dagger on the other are out for all to see.]

The line about about talking to different people would indicate that one could only tick these off if the person they spoke to fit the criteria. Now, the question is can one person fit more than one criteria or must we find a single person for each?

[She shakes her head.] Not a habit, no. Just on one occasion.

Well, it does say different people. Probably one each. But there's the trick, don't you think, about talking to people? What if I talk to myself?

[There's an odd cock of his head.] Hello Vex, how are you today? [And turning the other direction.] Just peachy, not sure how I'm s'posed to know whether a smile is telling the truth.

[And back to her.] There, see, now maybe I've got more than a few to choose from.

[And he just introduced himself. Kind of.]

Well, I'm not so sure... [She trails off as he begins his strange exchange with himself. She's not sure what to make of it. Is he mad or just eccentric? So far everything about him could suggest either.]

Ah, yes. I suppose the only way to know if that counts is to mark it down.

[Despite not catching onto his kind of introduction, she holds up a small hand to shake his.]

Blivette. Bliv for short. Is that smile telling the truth?

[Well, he seems back to relatively normal conversation now, at least. Sure, why not, he'll take that hand.]

Vex. But you knew that if you were paying attention.

[As for the smile, his expression takes on a slightly cagey look.]

That depends. What truth d'you think it's telling?

[Some people like to introduce themselves the old fashioned way, she's one of those. At least she didn't go about giving him her full name, it's quite long given how gnomes are.]

Of course.

[She squints at him and frowns. She's never been good at reading people, people are difficult, they aren't like her inventions or magic. They are logical and easy to predict.]

I'm afraid that's hard to say. Though you remind me of someone from home. Not so much in appearance but in demeanor. He couldn't be trusted but I don't want to say you can't either, not when I've only met you.

[People are difficult, and from his experience, almost none of them can be trusted.]

Sounds like a stand-up gentleman, this fellow you know.

[It's hard to tell whether that's supposed to be genuine or sarcastic.]

[Even harder for her.]

Oh, certainly. If you think the type that lies and follows a god of deceit is stand-up. Though, he's not all bad. He braided my hair for me.

[And it's a lot of hair, even braided it's nearly to her knees.]

Well, there you go, then. That seems like quite the project.

[There's a vague gesture of his hand indicating the impressive length of her hair.]

"God of Deceit," though? Can't say I've ever met one'a them.

[Though he wouldn't be surprised if there was an Ancient somewhere who fit the description.]

It was nice, it's quite difficult to do on my own.

[Cyric is no Ancient and he wasn't even a god until he killed another god. Though Bliv doesn't really know much about all that, she's not the religious sort at all.]

I can't say I've ever met a god, let alone one like Cyric. Though I did praise an evil god once and was rewarded with a mighty headache for it. [Did she learn a lesson from that? No...not really.]

[Well technically he's never met any gods, either, but there's a few who claim it.]

Sounds like someone doesn't take too kindly to compliments.

I don't know. The whole realm was full of evil and undead. Perhaps that's how they reward their followers and their followers...enjoy it?

[She's heard some people enjoy pain, not that she can understand that.]

[He definitely can understand that. Still...]

Can't say I know too many people who'd get off on headaches.

[She shrugs.] People are strange.

So, what is like where you're from?

Well. [He glances around the room then back to her.] A bit like here, except with less being stuck in one building all the time.

[If nothing else, most of the technology seems familiar enough. Beyond that... well, he's got plenty of entertaining stories, but for now he's not too inclined to go around advertising that he's Fae.]

[She nods and lets out a small "ah", but that otherwise tells her little. This place is strange, even without being stuck in one place, and has little in common with home.]

So just humans and strange technology.

First Test Drive!

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