thevisitors | test drive

This is the official test drive for Visitants! Feel free to use this as to gather samples (8 comments from your char) or voicetest. Reserves open March 30th. Feel free to hit up our FAQ if you have any questions.

Please list your character's name (canon also recommended) in the header of your top-level prompt.

1 - Count Chocula
You find yourself awoken in a long-abandoned cabin, far too dusty for anyone's comfort and cobwebs practically coating the wall. Once you leave the cabin, you find yourself in a town in the middle of the woods that's...not looking much better. There are others here in similar situations, however, maybe you should look at them?

2 - Frankenberry
Day-to-day living in town is...simple enough. Try and escape and you'll just get lost in the woods until you find your way back. You're also a bit limited in terms of...comfort. There's not a lot here in the way of entertainment, but it seems as though you'll have enough to do in order to keep yourselves busy.

For you see, unlike other murdergames, the restaurant has been long-abandoned. While there are a limited amount of rations around the town should you scavenge, and a small supply in your room appears now and then to keep you from starving, you'll have to hunt should you want to keep hunger away. Fortunately, there are bows and arrows available...

For the less hunt-inclined members of the group, you can find something to do. Gather wood for campfires, tend to the camp, and there's a limited amount of fertile ground available for crops. Surely you can find something to do to improve life here.

3 - Boo Berry
Congrats! Somebody did a murder. Maybe it was even you. Maybe it was one of your friends. Maybe the victim was your brother. Might want to look into that, maybe?

4 - Fruit Brute
...This place is haunted. You come to this conclusion based on the fact that either you got caught during a trial, and you wake up as a ghost, or your dead friend who was killed is now floating around like it's nothing. Might have to adjust to life as a ghost.

5 - Fruity Yummy Mummy
For all the spooky prompts you wanna do that we don't have.

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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Elsweyr? Afraid I'm not familiar with that place, sir. London's in Great Britain, in Europe.

[Tibbs isn't as surprised as one might think that this man's never heard of London. Most animals can only travel so far in their lifetime, and their worldview winds up quite skewed as a result. Tibbs had never had the chance to travel out of Great Britain. The Colonel told him quite a few stories over the years about dogs and cats he had known, whose owners had moved to another country or continent and taken their pet along with them. Far off, unknown lands like India, Germany, the United States...

And who knows how many more places the Colonel had never even heard of!]

I... can't say I recognize either the province or region. And I assure you, I've studied a great deal of maps.

[Granted, mostly maps of Tamriel, but he knows the general basics of most other locations. Or at least he likes to think so. Try as he might, the names don't ring any bells. It's... worrying, and a bit suspicious. How can he be certain any of this is truly happening when reality seems so distorted that he can't even recognize the names of places he should know about? But he shouldn't jump ahead to thinking of that so quickly.]

But surely you know of Tamriel. [And then he goes even broader just to cover his bases.] Of Nirn. Mundus.

... No, no sir. None of those names ring a bell. 'Course, I don't exactly get out much, being a barn cat and all. Might try and ask around with other humans like yourself?

[Martin looks at him in silence for a long while before turning his gaze elsewhere, first to the trees and then to the sky. He wants to ask why the cat can talk if it isn't a Khajiit (all Khajiit know of Elsweyr), and what a human is, and how it couldn't possibly know of Nirn, but he's fairly certain what's happened to him.

He's in a Daedric realm, clearly. He can hazard a guess at which. Absent-mindedly, he runs his hands through his hair, still staring up at the sky. This is more of a mess than he'd planned on. After a great deal of internal debate, he looks back towards the... cat. Skooma Cat, he thinks, it ought to have been clear from the start.]

I at least intend to ask someone. Who is the ruler of this realm?

I, uh- I don't know, sir. I already told you, I don't know these woods. Could be just about anywhere'n the world right now. [He pauses to scratch an itch behind his ear- at this point, the blind terror is long gone. Tibbs still isn't entirely off his guard, but this human hasn't hurt him yet. Can't be all bad, right?]

And I don't exactly keep my nose in human affairs that often. Think London's led by a Queen of some sort...

Well, yes, but whomever it is would have made themselves known... [He stops there and trails off, shaking his head and holding a hand to his temple.]

I'm sorry. All my years of research on the realms of Oblivion-- it was foolish to assume that alone would provide me with enough knowledge to properly identify one, much less know how to leave.

[It doesn't make sense, though. It seems like so much work to trap him here when they could have just killed him off and ended the bloodline entirely. After much more thought, he focuses on the cat once more.]

I know that you are unfamiliar with these woods, but have you found a way out of them or do they simply go on forever?

[.... Yeah Tibbs doesn't know what the fuck that meant. He's just marking it under "human stuff" and leaving it alone for now.]

Haven't found anything yet, just the village area we all woke up in. But... it can't go on forever, sir, can it? There has to be a way out somehow.

[At least if Tibbs doesn't understand it it means he's. Not. Working for whoever stuck them here, but also it makes it weirder because he really is just a normal cat and Martin doesn't know what to do with that information. He's half talking to himself even as he answers the question, because his theory is the only thing that makes sense to him right now and he might as well run with it while it still holds up.]

It can. The pocket realms of Oblivion can be molded as is seen fit by their rulers, they do not abide by the laws of reality as we know them on Nirn.

[He knows a thing or two about Oblivion.]

...If that is the true explanation, at least. Perhaps fortune will favor us-- for all we know, we could be in the woods just outside Chorral after all, and our captors were just particularly foolish. [And if that's the case then Tibbs is really just some sort of magical cat from another realm. It's fine, he can... live with that explanation too, probably.] There is only one way to know.

[He looks warily beyond Tibbs, into the trees. On the other hand, he isn't so sure he wants to stray far from the cabin he awoke in. If the captors do return, even if it's only to kill or torture him, at least he'll know who is behind it. And he's unbound with a dagger-- he stands a fighting chance. Staying put has its merits.]

Pocket... realms... sir?

[God this is all so much for this little cat's brain. His ears lay flat at the thought of this forest truly being endless, though.

Jokes on you buddy Tibbs ain't even magic this is the power of D I S N E Y]

And that one way is... Oh.

[Tibbs gulps. It's not like he's unwilling to explore a dangerous, unfamiliar forest with a knife wielding stranger. Really! He's clawed up the faces of puppy killers and led a pack of the poor pups to safety. As nervous as Tibbs is about it, he can do it.

But...]

Are you sure we shouldn't just... stay here? Maybe look around the cabins, see if we can find any hints as to what's going on? Might be more helpful than getting lost out here.

Yes.

[He's not explaining further.

He does cast a thoughtful glance at the cabin a ways behind him. He may have been thinking the same thing as Tibbs just earlier, but now that someone else has suggested it he suddenly feels obligated to suggest otherwise. It isn't as though he's unwilling to go out alone if he has to, in any case, but they can at least search the buildings first before he sets out with or without Tibbs.]

We should learn all we can from these cabins, I suppose, but we will have to find a way through the woods eventually. I fear that staying in one place for too long is rather dangerous for me at the moment.

[And, uh, everyone else, probably. But he's still a bit preoccupied with his own problems, on a much larger scale than just having been kidnapped.]

Maybe so, sir, but it'd be best to take a look around what we know is mostly safe, gather up supplies... maybe get some others to help you look around the forest?

One on his own's a lot less likely to come back from an expedition than a whole party.

[Martin sort of stares at Tibbs for a second or two, as if surprised that someone's questioning his lack of self-preservation and forethought. He's entirely ready to lie and say he's dealt first-hand with assassins before (he'd stabbed wildly with a dagger while the Hero took them out, which is close to the same thing), but the words escape him.

He keeps feeling like that here. Like he has to make up for the Hero not being here by making all of his stupid decisions in his place. Maybe it's the closest thing he's seen to what an Emperor ought to be like, that or he's doing a wonderful job of proving that he can't be trusted to look after himself these days.]

Well, perhaps, but--

[He was waiting patiently for a pause in which it would be polite to interrupt Tibbs and insist that he really should go off on his own, actually, that's kind of his thing, shouldering all the work when it's a really stupid idea to do so because he doesn't understand teamwork (not like he would phrase it like that). And yet.

He isn't aware how many people are... actually here to begin with. That might be important to learn first. There's a chance there's someone he recognizes, and if the Blades are around...]

How many others are there?

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