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6.0 Test Drive Meme
6.0 Test Drive Meme
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Welcome to Well! See the first prompt for how your characters arrive in Well. Your character arrives with only a handful of memories, clad in a mix of Old Western clothes and clothes that might fit in at a renaissance fair, and no items from home.
Anyone is free to play on the TDM, but you need an invite to apply. Feel free to use these prompts, and interact with the arrival or locations. NPCs are around, but only say a certain set of phrases. TDMs can be considered game canon.
This TDM takes place from the first week of May onward, and can happen concurrently with other events during May and June. This will be the only TDM for May, June, and July.
Applications are open April 26th until May 1st, and May 27th until June 1st. Invites are available for friends of current players.
Arrival: Escape!
Content warnings: forced captivity, blood, eating eyes, drowning in sand, forced intimacy
If you don't complete a task in five minutes, you will return to very first room and have to start again.
You can choose your own path, or comment below to have a random path set for you!
1. There Ain't Room
2. Glitter Bomb
3. Riddles Three
A. Cry For Me
B. Love Me
C. Hold Me
I. Blood
II. Sweat
III. Tears
The receptionist greets you as he always does, welcoming you home.
New characters arrive using this prompt. Characters can return from death from the previous cycle using this prompt. You can also just wake up and be in this prompt, so you can do this as many times as you like.
tl;dr:
The First Room
You wake up somewhere dark and damp. Maybe this is your first time waking up here, maybe it's your fourth, but the beginning is the same. You're in a small stone room. The only light comes from torches flicking on the walls. The room is bare except for a metal door. And you're not alone. You and someone (or someones) are here together, and you have to get out.After this, you find yourself in one of the following rooms. Choose one from the first set, then one from the second set, then one from the third set. You will always end in the final room. You must travel through five rooms to escape.
The door is locked, and to leave it you must just find one key. On the door is a note with a clue:
Freedom is hot!
The key is in fact in one of the torches! Depending on luck, you might find it on your first try, or your fourth. Find a way to extinguish the torches, and handle the hot, hot key to unlock the door.
If you don't complete a task in five minutes, you will return to very first room and have to start again.
You can choose your own path, or comment below to have a random path set for you!
The Second Room
You find yourself in one of the following rooms:1. There Ain't Room
2. Glitter Bomb
3. Riddles Three
1. There Ain't Room
In this room is a shooting game. There's a barrier with bebe guns attached to it, and at the far end are small cut outs of people. There's a sign on the far wall, in old-West style script, reading:
There Ain't Room
The cut outs look sort of familiar! There are cut outs of you and your compatriot(s), as well as some typical cowboy looking cut outs. Shoot your own cut out to escape! You each must shoot your own one, if you shoot each others', that person feels it as if they have been shot, and will start bleeding.
When you successfully hit all of your own cut outs, the floor under you opens up and you drop into the next room.
2. Glitter Bomb
As you walk through the doorway, you feel oddly.... sticky? Like your skin is covered in honey. Because it is! Yum.
In front of you is a room covered in glitter. There's so much glitter. You can't see a door, but you have to find a way out. Search the room to find the exit.
The exit is a trapped door in the floor. You'll need to make your way through the glitter, all the while it will stick to your very sticky skin. You'll need to dig a big enough path to get through, open the door and get into the next room! Too bad some glitter will come with you, and you'll still be sticky.
3. Riddles Three
A large hour glass in the middle of the room starts ticking down with sand as soon as you enter this room. One three of the walls are riddles engraved in the stone, and chalkboards in front of them. You must answer all three riddles correctly before the sand runs out to escape:Once you answer correctly, the hour glass disappears, leaving a hole in the floor that you must jump through to exit.
- Where waves kiss sand and breezes blow, where tropic dreams grow, I'm where you want to go. What am I? Answer: Kokomo
- With auburn locks and eyes of green, a rival, a threat, a beauty queen. Answer: Jolene
- With cowboy hats and boots that stride, no one told me where my horse I ride. Answer: Old Town Road
The Third Room
Next, you find yourself in one of the following rooms:A. Cry For Me
B. Love Me
C. Hold Me
A. Cry For Me
This room is beautiful and shiny, the walls made of crystals. In the middle of the room is a crystal plinth with a small crystal cup on it. In flowing script around the cup it reads:
Collect five tears
You must collect five tears in the cup to escape. Once you do, an entry way opens in the crystal in front of you.
B. Love Me
This room is very plain, and on a piece of paper dangling from a string in the middle of the room is the instructions for this room:
Exchange five sincere compliments each. Don't break eye contact.
You must do this within the alloted five minutes to escape. If the compliments are less than sincere, you may try again, but if you don't reach the five each by the end of the five minutes or if you break eye contact even once, you will be returned to the first room.
C. Hold Me
This room looks a lot like the pub in town. The walls are wood paneled and there's jangling piano music coming from--somewhere?
In the middle of the room is a mechanical bull, with a sign reading:
Stay on the bull together for 45 seconds.
If you succeed within the five minutes, you're free to continue on!
The Fourth Room
Next, you find yourself in one of the following rooms:I. Blood
II. Sweat
III. Tears
I. Blood
This room is very tall. There's a rope dangling down one wall. On the wall it reads:
Climb!
And that's what you have to do. The word "Climb" starts to bleed. And then the walls start to bleed. The room will fill up with blood within five minutes, so you better get climbing!
At the top of the room is a hatch that will let you escape through a hatch in the ceiling.
II. Sweat
When you enter this room, one of you finds that you are alone. You're standing at the edge of a pool, and that pool is full of sand. It's also searingly hot in here. On the wall, it reads:
Rescue your partner!
One person is chained at the bottom of a swimming pool full of sand. A counter on the wall counts down until they will suffocate. Better get swimming!
Once you've rescued your partner, a door on the other side of the pool will open up. Better move fast to get there!
III. Tears
This room is dark, very dark. You can just barely see, except for a glow-in-the-dark sign reading:
Eat some eyes!
And that's what you need to do! In the walls are eyes. They're watching you. You must each eat an eye to continue on. Once you do, a door cracks open in the far wall.
The Fifth Room
No matter the path you took to get here, the final room is the same:The last room you end up in, even though you enter through the same door, you find yourselves separated by a wall. There is a door for each of you at the far side of the room. You can hear each other, but you can't see each other. Each of you have a plinth in front of you, which reads:When you escape, you step into the lobby of the Staywell. It's bright and airy with beautiful white stone. When you look behind you, it seems that you've stepped out of a supply closet. Weird!
Who should escape?
In front of you are the names of yourself and your partner(s). You place the name of the person you believe should escape in a slot in the table.
Once everyone has made a selection, the names will light up:If your room is green, when you open the final door, you've escaped! Welcome to Wellstone.
- If you all chose each other, your room lights up green.
- If you all chose yourselves, your room lights up green.
- If someone chose themselves, and someone else chose another person, the room of the person with the most "votes" lights up green. The others light up red.
If your room is red, when you open the door, you find yourself back in the first room. Good luck!
The receptionist greets you as he always does, welcoming you home.
New characters arrive using this prompt. Characters can return from death from the previous cycle using this prompt. You can also just wake up and be in this prompt, so you can do this as many times as you like.
tl;dr:
- You wake up in an escape room! You must finish (at least) five rooms to escape. You have five minutes to finish each room. If you fail, you'll be taken back to the beginning of the dungeon.
It's alive!
Content warnings: public shaming
When you shake off the glitter and the sand, it might be time to head on down into Wellstone town. The air is full of a shimmering warmth that might be familiar to some. It's like the sun has been baked into the very stones and is radiating back up at you. Run-down buildings lean against each other for support, made out of mostly weathered stone with a few old boards here and there to keep structures up. Desiccated, skeletal fingers of dried-out ivy climb them, waving occasionally as you pass. Waving, and… whispering? For more information about how the town has changed, check out this month's Wellstone Post or read the Locations Page.
The town is alive with sneering, whispering voices. It's unclear where exactly they're coming from, but they're everywhere. Step into the Cactus Pad Tavern and you might hear a decisive no manners! spat sharply from the doorway. Make your way to the steaming bathhouse to wash off that honey, but be careful when you're undressing: you might just hear rude snickering from the air around you. Wow, the walls might say, your toes are so long. What weird feet!
The voices might interrupt a conversation at breakfast to make fun of something you said. Your mirror and your wardrobe might question your outfit choices. They're loud enough to be heard by everyone in a public space and seem to delight in saying cutting things at the worst possible moment. You don't recognize the voices, exactly, but they seem just familiar enough to really hurt, and the voices seem to know you well enough. They might even call you out when you tell a little white lie, or let everyone know exactly how loud you snore.
There's no way, seemingly, to get them to shut up, so... may as well get used to it?
tl;dr:
When you shake off the glitter and the sand, it might be time to head on down into Wellstone town. The air is full of a shimmering warmth that might be familiar to some. It's like the sun has been baked into the very stones and is radiating back up at you. Run-down buildings lean against each other for support, made out of mostly weathered stone with a few old boards here and there to keep structures up. Desiccated, skeletal fingers of dried-out ivy climb them, waving occasionally as you pass. Waving, and… whispering? For more information about how the town has changed, check out this month's Wellstone Post or read the Locations Page.
The town is alive with sneering, whispering voices. It's unclear where exactly they're coming from, but they're everywhere. Step into the Cactus Pad Tavern and you might hear a decisive no manners! spat sharply from the doorway. Make your way to the steaming bathhouse to wash off that honey, but be careful when you're undressing: you might just hear rude snickering from the air around you. Wow, the walls might say, your toes are so long. What weird feet!
The voices might interrupt a conversation at breakfast to make fun of something you said. Your mirror and your wardrobe might question your outfit choices. They're loud enough to be heard by everyone in a public space and seem to delight in saying cutting things at the worst possible moment. You don't recognize the voices, exactly, but they seem just familiar enough to really hurt, and the voices seem to know you well enough. They might even call you out when you tell a little white lie, or let everyone know exactly how loud you snore.
There's no way, seemingly, to get them to shut up, so... may as well get used to it?
tl;dr:
- The town is alive, and it is judging you. Your outfits, your words, your body, your habits: nothing is off-limits.
- The voices sound just familiar enough to feel like voices you know, but aren't able to be pinpointed to a single person.
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she closes her eyes, trying to calm herself down; doing so will let her talons melt back to proper, soft hands once more, and she'd rather those than claws to scramble out with.]
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[He's rambling, and he knows it. Now that the adrenaline has stopped flowing, he's having a hard time staying calm.]
I'm Ademnet, by the way. Should've said that sooner, maybe, but watchin' you drown didn't seem like the best time for introductions.
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fluster won't serve her any good here anyway.
she holds out her now-not-dangerous hand.]
Forgive me, but could you help me out?
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[He eyes her hand suspiciously before taking it, but it looks normal now. Maybe he just imagined the talons before? He knows he didn't--his hand is proof enough of that--but for his sanity's sake, he can pretend.]
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she hates this; doubtless she looks a mess between those and her poor hair...
once on the floor, she can only just sit on her knees and catch her breath.]
Nothing's...coming after us, right? Has anything changed?
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[With sudden, horrifying clarity, he realizes that he's half naked. His face flushes, and he hastily shakes the sand out of his shirt, looking anywhere but at her.]
--uh, well, anythin' dangerous. But if anythin' tries to kill us, I can handle it. Wouldn't be the first time.
[That much, he feels sure of. Still flustered, he pulls his shirt down over his head.]
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she pushes a large clump of her hair over her shoulder, trying to shake some of the sand out to get it into a less heinous state - a battle she can't do to full victory, but some sense of control is better than none.]
I'll rely on you for a bit, then. Though I've a few spells that may serve us well, should we need them. [like healing?? hello? your hand???????]
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Y-yeah. You can count on me. I got this.
[He does not, in fact, feel like he's got this. Nervously, he tries to wipe his injured hand on his shirt, but only succeeds at rubbing more sand into the cuts. He sucks his breath in with a hiss.]
Son of a--!
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It ain't that bad. Honest.
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her palms glow as she speaks comfort:] Better they be closed now than later. [the glow spreads to her fingertips, then to his skin, where the skin is stitched together without so much as a tingle or twinge of its own creation.
she lets go the second the glow has ebbed, exhaling in a little huff.]
Better. Yes? [yes. time to get up and shake some of this sand off her skirts.]
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Embarrassed, he mutters:] ...Yeah. [Then more loudly:] Thanks.
[He remains convinced it wasn't necessary, though. Nervously, he rubs his branded wrist.]
You all right to keep movin'? I don't mind waitin' with you, if you need a bit.
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she just needs a moment to get to her feet, swatting sand off her skirts before lifting her head and looking about, fixing on the distant doorway.]
That way, I presume?
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Looks like it. It ain't too far.
[He falls naturally into a bodyguard position as they walk, just behind and beside Cecelia. His eyes sweep the room for danger, but for now, all seems to be still.]
So...since you're callin' me new, I take it you've been here a while? Just what sort of place is this, anyway?
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Here? The nebulous, questionable state of 'here,' perhaps. I can't say I've ever seen this particular setup before, but it tracks with some of the...the madness...
[she's pushed the door open and stepped through as she talks, but trails off with an unnerving feeling from how narrow it is. it gives her an uncomfortable reminder of a coffin, prompting her to hug her arms to herself.]
I can't say I like this as m-- [she double-takes.
wait.]
Where--hello? [where did he go?]
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Pound me bloody.
Cecelia's voice comes through one of the walls, muffled but audible. Ademnet runs his hands over the stones, feeling for some kind of hidden door to where she is.]
Tohburn it--Cecelia? Where'd you go?
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looking behind her, she hesitates, then gives the door a try.
...or she would, if she could find a handle.
trees and bees.]
I can't go back...I'm just going to have to move forward. Be careful, yes?
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You, too. I'll catch up to you once we're through, yeah?
[Reluctantly turning away from the wall between them, he goes to examine the plinth. This time, at least, the puzzle is simple: two names, and the instruction Who should escape?
He doesn't have to think about it. He puts Cecelia's name in the slot and settles in to wait.]
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is this a trick? she wonders. will something befall the one named, despite the prospect of escape? will i be inadvertently condemn him to more of this nonsense despite intentions?
she sighs, rubbing at her forehead. this is exactly the kind of stuff this place does to mess with people! make them mistrust their own instincts...
with a scoff, she places Ademnet's name on the pillar, nodding to herself.]
What happens, happens...!
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...and steps through into the Staywell. He stops awkwardly just beyond the doorway, looking around for Cecelia.]
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Mff-!!
[--into Ademnet's back, prompting a jolt.] Guh! What! Oh--! Oh, it's you! [beat. blink. she tilts herself to the side at the waist looking past him.]
A--the...the old hotel...?
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You know this place? That's a good sign, ain't it?
[He's still not entirely sure whether or not they're done with the puzzles.]
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she barely processes the canned greeting, looking at and then past him and around the lobby, not even trying to hide her concern.]
I had thought...we left the desert behind... Have we regressed? [the notion gives her a chill and an impetus to clutch at her chest before double-taking at the young man who rescued him minutes ago.
keep it together, Ardenbury.
after a beat, she clears her throat, straightening her posture.]
To answer your question: Yes, I know this place. I would say familiarity is better than wandering adrift in the unknown, hm?
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Depends on why it's familiar, I'd say. But this place don't look so bad to me.
[As if on cue, a child's voice giggles behind him. He turns to look for the source, but there's no one there.
Huh.
Weird.]
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warily:] ...Yes...though, things must be different now. So I must-- [blink. her eyes go big.] ...The archive.
[all the changes she and Darin made NO!!] Trees and bees it's probably either all gone or in shambles!
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