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doingtheuglycry2020-02-19 09:37 pm
CAN CRY: FIRST TEST DRIVE
Welcome one and all to the very first test drive meme for Can Cry! If you're unfamiliar with the game, then you can check out the interest check, FAQ, world & setting info page and the powers and abilities page to get up to speed! Since the game is still very much under construction, this is just an initial test drive for people to dip their toes into the water and see which characters they'd like to consider for the game. In order to not spoil the opening of the game for players, the TDM is not canon to Can Cry and will take place in a slightly wonky little AU just over to the left. Characters have awoken in Purgatory after their deaths and been conscripted as Executors by Rei, the sole other Executor in Purgatory. The population of dangerous spirits has gotten out of control and she needs some allies to help her keep things under control. Characters on the TDM will have access to all of their starter powers as outlined on the powers page as well as two unique abiliites to play around with as you please. Some prompts and location details have been provided below for you to play around with but please feel free to go hog wild and have fun! | |
![]() Limbo is the Executor's main base of operations as it is the top level of Purgatory and the one most populated by non-violent spirits. Distorted by the cognition of all the human souls here, Limbo has taken on the form of a hazy, dream-like recollection of a town. It's full of winding paths that go up, down and all around and the geometries of the town and its surroundings don't always make much sense. Stairs might lead loop back around on themselves or a door to the outside might end up leading right back indoors. It's a bit of a headache, so it's usually best not to think about it too hard. The town is mostly functional, mostly thanks to all the human souls here. Players are free to invent any additions to the town that they would like for their threads, but here are some to get you started:
⚝ Hotel: A so-called luxury hotel that towers over the rest of the buildings in the area. Even if you don't have a reservation, all you have to do is approach the desk and the Spectre there will apparently recognize you and hand over a key to one of the rooms. Except... you can't quite read the number? It seems to fluctuate whenever you try. Not that it matters, because the key will open any of the hundreds of doors in the building, though no one door will ever open onto the same room twice. The layout of each room is subtly off in a number of ways, with the dimensions of the room not seeming quite right no matter how you try to work it out. The decor is luxurious through and the extravagant room service is free, so it's a nice place to relax. Be warned, though – if you misplace your key, you'll find yourself lost in the mazelike halls until you eventually stumble out into the reception with no way of knowing how you got there. ⚝ Bathhouse: An enormous Grecio-Roman styled bathhouse for you to relax in after a hard day's work of dealing with Revenants. There don't seem to be any workers here that you can see, so feel free to let yourself in and make yourself at home. Interestingly, even without anyone around, you'll find the water is always adjusted to a temperature and a fragrance that's most appealing to you and drinks, towels and anything else you need will appear within reach by the side of the baths whenever it occurs to you that you might need it. When in doubt: Just get weird with it! | |
⚝ Two Spectres are causing a ruckus in town with a screaming-in-each-other's-face tier argument. Calming them both down is going to be a task all on its own, but if you manage to, it turns out the first Spectre is missing a precious object and has accused the other of stealing it. The second Spectre insists the precious object never existed in the first place. Uh... good luck with this. ⚝ A uncommunicative and kind of creepy Spectre is accused by others in the town of being a Revenant in disguise after some of their neighbors disappear in the night. Investigate and uncover the truth! Feel free to NPC Spectres as you need for this TDM! | |
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This is a general prompt for combat-oriented testing, to allow characters to experiment with their new powers as Executors! Because of that, and because combat will function slightly differently in-game, this section is pretty loosey goosey. Like previous posts, you are free to invent locations and NPC Revenants to make things more fun and exciting! Because Revenants will function in a unique way in-game, players are encouraged to invent their own Revenants to fight for this TDM. If you would like some ideas for what sort of Revenants to battle, you can check out this video to see what sort of enemies exist in the original game, but beware that it does contain spoilers for Crystar. | |



Ardyn Fuckthisguy | 15 fantasies, still not final | hella wrath
[Ardyn (or, whatever name he might be going by, given memloss) is quite tall, but it's sometimes hard to tell, hunched or slouched as he normally stands and covered in layered clothing as he is. With all of that shed, it's much more apparent that he tends not to hold himself to full height, and even now, or especially now, he seems to want to draw in on himself.
Perhaps being absolutely littered with scars crisscrossing all over his body might be a reason. When he's in the water, smelling distinctly floral, he ducks under completely, and when he comes back up, he pushes unruly hair out of his eyes. He seems perfectly at ease bathing like this and also doesn't seem to just take his time to relax! Like fine wosh u soul but take care of yourself and take a break, fool.]
Quest
[A child is tucked in his arms as if this is the most natural thing in the world for Ardyn, little arms around his neck, clinging to the ruffled collar, detailed scarf. Ardyn makes soothing noises and asks an occasional calm question, though it looks like he's not making much headway.]
Ah, excuse me. Would you at all mind giving me a bit of assistance? This dear one seems to be looking for someone. [He frowns lightly, and looks back down at the kid.] I can only assume, at this point, that it's someone who looks like him, if at all possible, though I recognize that that is...not always a reliable way to identify a person by any means.
Underside
[Ardyn's strange garb turns into fancy flowing layered robes of white and red, his hair growing longer and slightly more kempt, and he is ready. He flits about the battlefield with magenta afterimages following, warping as far as the throw of a weapon, looking absolutely comfortable, tall, belonging.
Unless that weapon happens to be a scythe. Perhaps you've seen him with it before, fancy and doesn't look particularly deadly, and much more normal in size. In a fight, however, a pink glow envelops it, and it because much more unreasonable in size, easily three or four times in length as his height, blade massive. He, uh...he looks like he's got this fight, honestly.
But if he doesn't, or you're already in the middle of a fight, the scythe might not make an appearance. Instead, he holds out his hands, ready for...something.]
If you are injured, come to me! Don't push yourself so hard that you fall!
[Looks like we got a combat medic on our side.]
Underside
Sorry to be such a bother... I don't usually get myself into trouble like this.
[ She's trying to play it cool, but she's obviously a little embarrassed. ]
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[He smiles, soft, small, and reaches out to her. When he lays hands on her, his brow furrows in concentration. Little by little, the bites heal themselves.]
There now--how does that feel?
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Much better now, thank you. That's a really useful power to have when we're going up against Remnants – we're lucky to have you.
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I very much doubt luck has anything to do with it.
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bath house
Stop with your insufferable splashing-!
[ah, he woke up]
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My apologies. [He cocks a magenta eyebrow.] I'll be sure to find a different bath to bathe in. You hadn't raised any objections when I entered.
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Tch. What's done is done. Bathe where ever you like.
[he's totally not embarrassed]
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Quest
Someone who looks like him, huh? I take it you mean a family member of some kind.
[Never mind that they're in purgatory with all these other spirits of the departed, some of whom aren't even human in form. Archer sighs a little, folds his glasses, and tucks them into the collar of his casual shirt.]
If you can keep holding him, I'll take a look around.
[Then, in less than a second, he leaps from the ground to hang from the eaves of the nearest house, flashes further up to the roof next door, and bounds up until he's perched above their heads atop a telephone pole. Then he just... looks around. Does he really intend to scan the resident Spectres from up there?]
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[Oh and then--then he's just gone?? Okay bye thanks... The ability and agility in and of itself isn't terribly surprising to Ardyn. He himself has some form of ability to cross distances in the blink of an eye. He's just...not sure if that's the most useful thing, at this time?]
Can you see quite well from up there? [Called up casually enough. To the child, he utters:] Not sure he'll really see who you're looking for from that height, but he's at least trying, hm?
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[Hmph. After a moment, he points into the distance.]
I'm still able to make out facial features to the end of that street-- [Which is at least a kilometer away if it's an inch.] --and the only reason I wouldn't be able to see further is the... unique geometry of this place.
[As if he doesn't need his arms for balance, he crosses them.]
Is he looking for a man or a woman? ...Can you ask him if he knows?
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bathhouse
Hey, watch it!!
[This comes with some vaguely disgruntled noises as he uh, shakes himself off like a dog. God!!! He's gonna have to go all the way back to the showers to wring these out....]
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.....It's cool.
[Well, this is slightly awkward now, but whatever. He just tosses his folded-up clothes on the nearest bench and steps on in. Does Ardyn:
> Engage in conversation
> Keep on splashing]
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Bathhouse
[Memloss cannot come between Stan and ridiculous nicknames.]
Some of us are tryin' to soak. [He's got ELDERLY BONES]
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And some of us are trying to retain some aspect of cleanliness, Sophistes.
[forget a fuckload of things, but he's still got Fantasy Latin]
I'll try not to disturb your beauty soak.
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oh hell no. you are not outglaming him, sir. Jasper glares a bit, then tries to... flip his hair... except he has way too much hair and it's too heavy so he can't...
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let him try again. does ardyn even notice this.]
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...Sir, are you all right? Do you...need...some kind of help...?
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[you know what, he’ll pretend nothing is wrong. WHY ISN’T GRAVITY COOPERATING WITH HIM, WHY ON EARTH IS THERE GRAVITY WHEN HE’S DEAD]
It’s fine. I just... got some shampoo in my eyes.
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Underside
And yet she DID look like she was flagging a bit. Like she was used to being able to go for days on end without rest, if necessary. This was no longer the case.]
I'm fine.
[During a brief lull in the fighting, her helmet retracted so she could wipe sweat off her face.]
Just...need to catch my breath for a moment.
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If you're parched, you need a drink. And so on and so forth.
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...thanks.
[Drink drink drink ahhhh...]
I think I belong here.
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Quest
... Mmm, I don't recognize him offhand, sorry! Any idea as to the name of who he's looking for, maybe?
[Pascal nods a bit, as if lost in thought. Whether the thought is at all realted to the topic at hand isn't very clear.]
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[He gives the kiddo a little bounce.] Which is a familiar enough sentiment around here.
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[The woman chuckles a bit.]
Good on ya for trying at least, though. Seriously.