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Second Test Drive Meme

Welcome to the SoE TDM!

Due to the premise of the game, everyone on this testdrive must be the modern day reincarnation of the characters we all know and love. Please take a quick look at our navigation to familiarize yourself with the concept and setting of the game before you jump in.

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1. A ghostly apparition

There are many places in Mossgate Council where one may spot ghosts, but the place that yields such sightings most frequently is the ruins at the top of the cliffs. So one beautiful night, you're up there - for a date? To smoke weed? To watch the stars with a bottle of whiskey? - as you suddenly notice something out of the corner of your eye. Perhaps it is a bearded man in a long cloak, or a woman in historical clothes, or something much more outlandish... What do you do?

2. Old ships

A new exhibit at the museum has opened! ...Or rather an old exhibit has reopened after some repairs and an overhaul of the presentation. So now the old pre-Roman-times ship that is the pride of the museum can be visited by the public again, and of course there are all kinds of advertisement around town, and a large sign in the entrance are of the building guiding visitors towards the correct room. The ship sits elevated on a platform in the middle of the room and other items and explanations are placed along the walls. A volunteer guide is always close by to explain more about the ship (if your character is the volunteer guide - just make something up!).

3. Moss Manor gathers

In Moss Manor, there is reason for curiosity, gossip and free drinking. Wait. No. Of course it's just that the village gathers to warmly welcome the new vicar of the local church, and since that church is so important locally, even those who aren't directly related to it show up to say hi.

But while they're there, why not take advantage of the free food and drink and the opportunity to talk to everyone else at the welcome festivity?

4. Water activities

In Folkton, summer has begun. People are boating on the little river, sitting near the water while studying or take an afternoon nap there, older relatives try to keep children from falling into the water or at least not going in without supervision, and occasionally someone is yelling at a dog that just took a leap into the cool waters and splashed them at everyone in the general surroundings. An ice cream van is parked near the river, and some kids play football near the river.

5. The wonderful everyday

Being people living in our regular, modern world, people need to work or study, eat and commute, shop and relax... Just that all those regular, normal tasks can hold unexpected difficulties if you were just sitting at the tills at Tesco's, and this noseless customer suddenly made you remember the day you lost your parents. Or maybe you were getting some exercise, and running down the street you developed superspeed and have no idea how to control it yet...

6. How many times will they have to tell you?

Twice a year, there are guided tours through the tunnels under the cliffs east of Mossgate. Those tunnels, dug into the chalk throughout centuries or perhaps millenia, were built without a general plan, so their layout is an absolute confusing mess. On top of that, there are cave-ins and unsafe areas. It is strictly advised to not stray from your group, as people have been harmed because they got lost in them before. But you just had to get distracted, or perhaps think that it would be more fun to explore on your own, and now you are lost without a blip of signal to call for help with...

7. Fun, fun fun!

At Mossgate's seaside, a Victorian pleasure pier extends about 40 metres into the sea. The platform at the end of the pier holds fairground rides such as a merry-go-round, a small rollercoaster and a helter skelter and along the pier kiosks sell candy floss, rock candy, roasted nuts and other goodies. A small distance down the street, a minigolf site can be found and on the street along the coast there are fish and chips shops, family-friendly arcades and souvenir shops. Maybe you are actually here for the fun, or maybe you just work here or are trying to track down a wayward friend...

8. Wildcard

And, of course, the obligatory do-what-you-want option.

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Distraction? A somewhat paranoid part of him thinks, as he turns back towards the source of this noise.

Or maybe he had imagined that first noise, after all. Harrumph.

"I don't suppose you heard anything, either?" Walter asks, as if to open air.

"I mean, you don't have to answer. It's not like I was expecting company..."

He doesn't sound angry, which may be a good sign?

"I'll answer that if you promise to not be an annoying adult."

What's the chances that he hasn't just heard but also seen her? High, probably. Better not risk pretending to not be there.

For the moment she's staying behind this wall, though. That way he'd at least not have seen her face if he decides to be a tattletale.

Walter internally scoffs.

"Annoying how, exactly? I promise I was only stargazing... so, yes, I promise."

"Annoying like telling me that I'm not allowed to be out this late and threatening to call the police or my parents of something." Not trusting this yet.

And her voice, even without the tone and words, makes it probably clear that she can't be older than ten.

And boy, does she ever sound young. Walter tries to restrain his double-take.

"... Tired of people going over your head, huh?"

Because at her age? He didn't have places like this to run to. Like hell is he going to withhold it from someone else. Still, he has concerns.

"Since, I mean, this can't be the first time you've gotten all the way out here." Right?

It absolutely isn't the first time. It's far enough away from town that typically nobody sees her, and yet there's some shelter. And she just likes it up here. It's quiet and always the same. Something about the government protecting this place, but the ruins never change.

She likes things that don't change. There are barely any of them out there.

"Yeah. Everyone always thinks that they know everything better than me. Which is stupid, and also wrong." She definitely knows best what she needs to be there for in school and what not, for example. ...And yep, she's going to ignore that implied second question.

Subtly, Walter sits up straighter.

"Usually, when people say they know better than you, they're covering something up. Insecurity, pride - sometimes they actually won't know better, or at least not better than you. Best case scenario, though?"

And here he sighs.

"They're just scared of what will happen to you if you act anyway and get hurt in the process."

Thaaaat's not one he's spent most of his life in, though - and that impression bleeds through.

"It's probably a mix."

She honestly doesn't know, and has never spent too much time on the reasons. She knows that it is annoying, and limiting, and that there is no point. It's not like anyone will remember if she was good or bad in a year, anyway, since she'll be with another family.

"And best case scenario, they'll never notice that things aren't going the way they think they go because nobody will tell them." Which brings them back full circle. "So you won't call any adults on me, right?"

Walter nods, then quietly snorts. And that's where the protective secrets come in... Does she even have a support system?

"As long as you don't fall off a cliff or something, there shouldn't be much reason to."

Except in ways that were either counterproductive (giving her fuel for her understanding of the world) or just plain harmful for her in and of themselves (if she hadn't gotten herself hurt yet, having to run away from people might change that).

"... I remember asking you a question earlier, though."

"Well, I did hear something. But I don't know if that was you.

What did you hear, exactly?" She tilts her head at him.

He sighs.

"Just... something. Off in those bushes," he says, pointing at the other end of the small clearing.

"Could have been an echo, but it was more like something moving for it to have been too far off."

Not city noises, certainly.

"Huh."

She jumps down and wanders over towards the bushes, never one who won't investigate. "Not a voice?"

Walter's now strongly considering following her; he does have his limits. He's no longer sitting back, at any rate; instead, he's moved to kneel on one knee, one hand on top of that and the other on the ground.

"No- just movement." Then a ghost of a smile comes back.

"A bit like you were, there."

Which, naturally, didn't rule out that it wasn't a person.

"Well," she stops and tilts her head, "I heard a voice. I think she spoke French."

But from the same direction as Walter indicated.

The next time he speaks, he sounds a good deal more curious, despite his attempts to temper it.

"Could you make out what the words were? Or just an accent?"

Process of elimination sure is working slowly, but if they both heard something...

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