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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

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.

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.

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.

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:
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
Once you answer correctly, the hour glass disappears, leaving a hole in the floor that you must jump through to exit.

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:

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 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 green, when you open the final door, you've escaped! Welcome to Wellstone.

If your room is red, when you open the door, you find yourself back in the first room. Good luck!

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!

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:

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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[her mouth twitches, threatening to cough out a laugh. she holds it in. somehow, it's easier to take compliments eye-to-eye with someone else is way more flustered than her!

sorry for your loss, Yuri, but she must capitalize.

finger four:] You're very charming when you're confident!

[ Goddess, this is the worst. His face is so red and hot and he can't look away, it's taking all of his willpower to hold eye contact with her.

He hisses: ] Stop it! You're making this worse.

I, I, fuck. [ Keep going, Lowell, you're on a time limit ] You're good at books? [ It is sort of a question because he can't think anymore, his brain static from the embarrassment ]

[that makes her laugh and she's almost sorry about it; she has to briefly bring her hands over her face before she remembers the test and wills them under her chin.]

Good at books! [really? that's cute. and stupid. she gets a hold of herself. where was she? last one? okay.]

Y-you're good at swords then! [how's that!]

[ He's so flustered that, at least, doesn't do much more to him. He's already at a hundred, and her laughing and blushing doesn't help at all. ]

I--wish I still was. I, fuck. One more. One more, right? [ YOU CAN DO IT, LOWELL ] You're a really great friend. I'm, I'm lucky to know you.

[ It's maybe too real, but it's what they need, and the door clicks open and he looks away with a gasp ]

[Cecelia buries her face in her hands to stifle her embarrassed laughter, a hundred percent ready to evaporate on-the-spot. but that'd just mean more time spent here, yes?

so she clears her throat and lifts her head, still red as a tomato and looking toward the door, flustered man in her peripheral.]

Well! Perhaps that will be the most harrowing task today. Shall we proceed?

[ Yuri doesn't say anything in response, his brain static from the embarrassment and relief that it's finally over. He simply nods and head for the door. He agrees with her. Anything after this will not be nearly as bad. Why does it always have to be Cecelia? She's seen him at his worst on so many occasions, and this. This!

He opens the door and holds it for her, taking steadying breaths. Just give him a minute, he'll be back ]

[ladies first and all that...

in that minute he needs to recover, Cecelia proceeds in, but there's no earthly explanation for how she can go from one blink to another being in the open air to being utterly smothered head to toe. she can barely process it until she realizes she can't breathe, let alone hardly move.

wait. am i... am i going to die?]

[ He enters the room full of sand, and Cecelia is nowhere to be found. He looks around with a frown, then with concern, then the time is counting down and he reads the text and ]

Fuck.

[ His eyes land on the sand and he doesn't spare another thought for how this happened or why, he's just digging furiously, even as the memory of that man screaming for his life in sand echos in his mind. How he let that man die as he begged for mercy. He can't let Cecelia die, even as his breath comes tight and difficult, he digs and digs, gritting his teeth against the fear rushing through him ]

Cece-- hold on!

[panic builds and threatens to compel her to try and breathe, even when she knows full well it'd just hurry her doom in a most painful manner. even so, with her chest burning and all her will set against instinct, she can't fight it forever.

the dull movement above her snags at some of her hair; the pull at her scalp is a confusing pain that prompts her focus up, and trying to tilt her head is all she can do before enough of the sand is swept aside. for a brief second, there's a release of pressure and--]

Guh-!!

[air! but a breath too many and she can taste sand; she clamps her eyes and mouth shut before panic overrides and makes her gasp and flounder futilely.]

[ The sand bubbles above her and he redoubles his effort. His arms are burning as he digs through the sand, throwing it aside in an effort to get her out of there. Drag, throw, drag, throw, handfuls on handfuls until he sees that flash of red. He reaches down into the hole he's made in the sand and digs for an arm, grabbing onto her and pulling as hard as he can to get her head above the sand ]

[she cries out in knee-jerk protest at the pain of being yanked, but that in of itself means a chance for air once she can cough enough for it. Cecelia blinks through the burning in her eyes, vision blurry.]

Help! Please! [as if she weren't already being helped! but it's hard to navigate that while so frightened.]

Working on it! Hold on, Cece, I got you.

[ At least she can breathe. That's step one. Step two is to undo whatever is holding her in the sand. He dives down as best he can and tugs the chains from around her, pulling them off and down, freeing her, and tries to push her up, sputtering as the sand tries to roll back down onto him. ]

[the moment her arms can move, the drowning instinct kicks in and has her struggling and flailing for purchase on the shifting surface, likely hitting Yuri by mistake along the way. the longer it takes, the sharper her nails become; talons catch and dig into the deck of the pool and keep her latched there while she struggles to pull herself up and out.]

Cece, Cecelia-- [ She's too far gone, he thinks. The panic has taken over, and she's changing, and he knows what can happen then. He doesn't get out of the way. Instead, he does his best to push her, to heave her further out of the sand, even as it tries to suck him back down ] C'mon, c'mon, you got this--

[the panic is as hard to fight as the weight of sand, but the latter at least comes with Yuri's support. she is able to clamber out, rolling onto her side, coughing and choking on her own efforts to breathe. it's the fear of the grave come crashing back down on her - that fear of being enclosed, of the dark and stale air, the certainty of death--

Yuri had pulled her free of that, too. that'll strike familiar later, when sense can win over fear again.]

[ He crawls out after her, managing it with a few kicks and strain in his arms, but he's out, she's out. The door clicks to unlock.

It takes him a moment to catch his breath before he can fully understand hers. That doesn't sound good. He's heard Flynn breathing like that, when he's freaking out and needs help. He pulls himself up, his voice low ]

Cece, Cece, look at me. Look at me, you're okay. You're free. You're gonna be okay.

Oh, oh gods-- [the moment she can get her voice back, she repeats it between coughs, shuddering and struggling to get a sense of place and space around her. it takes a few repetitions to actually catch Yuri's voice as something outside herself and his, but after she realizes that, she's able to wipe sand and tears from her face and search for him.]

Yuri? Yuri--

Yeah. Yeah, I'm here. [ And fucking exhausted, but he's alive and she's alive, and she's stopped freaking out for the most part, so he counts that a win. He falls back on the ground, shaking sand out of his hair. ]

Man, I dunno what's worse, this or the last room.

[she kind of wants to cry out of frustration or to simply vent out all this adrenaline still making her heart race and her breath hard to keep hold of. that'll do no good, though - breathing in of itself needs to be the focus.]

D-Don't jest like that... [she coughs for a bit.] Nguh...I'd, I'd write a novel of your charm points before feeling like this again!

[ He laughs as much as he can, sinking the rest of the way to the floor, blinking sand out of his eyes. ]

Yeah. Tell me about it. Never do that again, okay? I don't wanna... it's not a good way to die, okay?

Do what, I--I, I walked through a door! I--ugh! [being emphatic means more coughing; at least that's a worthy thing to vent her frustrations on.

eventually, she pushes herself up to sit, looking out over the pool of sand with a grimace.]

Is...is there supposed to be a theme here? Or just...remnants of things we knew. The pool, the desert...

[ He knows it's not her fault, but levity is the only way he can handle this. Slowly, he follows, pushing himself up ]

I dunno. Things that we're gonna hate? 'cause that seems to be about it.

Guh. Perhaps...we need to hate less dire things. [she sighs, trying to wipe sweaty sand off her face.] I'm not equipped for anything more harrowing than this, so whatever's beyond the next door... It best be gentler.

[ Yuri looks at the door as if he can divine what's behind it. Slowly, he stands and holds a hand out for her ]

Whatever it is, we can make it through, alright? You and me have been through worse than all this.

[she sighs, giving up on the state of her hair, fixing Yuri with a Look before taking the hand.]

This is... [she grunts as she gets to her feet.] Hh. This is rather excessive for things better left in hindsight, worse or otherwise, I'll say...

But, yes. I've no intention of languishing here. Let's go.

6.0 Test Drive Meme

The First Room

The Second Room

The Third Room

The Fourth Room

The Fifth Room

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sry its the ship icon but i needed the face

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cw claustrophobia

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/thread the other tdm is already live sobs