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saveournumbers2019-02-15 08:25 am
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Third Permanent 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.
If you have a relationship plotting post comment for your character (which is NOT mandatory to play in this tdm), please link to it when putting up a toplevel on the TDM. That way, other players can easily get an idea of what kind of character they will be tagging.
Other than that, you know the tdm drill - when commenting, please put your character's name and canon in the subject line, and write one or more threadstarters so others can tag you easily. Below, you'll find some prompts that you can use or discard at will to write those threadstarters.
1. The mighty cat spawn
One of your fellow Numbered echoed the ability to spawn cats. They don't know how or why, and they have very little control over it. The problem is that all those cats are a little magic, and all of them like to escape directly after they spawned. So all Numbered have been recruited to find the cats and bring them back to their home.
Find a cat and bring it home really sounds a lot easier than it is... At least they are easily recognisable by the little gemstones set into their foreheads.
2. Winter Wonderland
This far to the south, in the very maritime climate of England, there rarely is snow. And if, it isn't much, and it doesn't stick for long. Not so this Christmas. Snow as thick as on Christmas postcards covers Mossgate Council. Public transport has shut down, the roads are impossible to drive on, stores have closed down, and electricity is down in many places.
In Folkton and Moss Manor, the church halls are heated and offer mingling spaces. In Mossgate, people go sledding on the Greens. And in Tarwich, whole roads are covered in giant snowmen. All corners of the council area are in a special state of existence, and to be missing it, you'd have to be in deep hibernation.
3. Halloween is a bit extra this year
As in, very extra. Not only does every household wake up to a bucket of water on their doorsteps in which scary apples are floating, complete with a sign attacked to the bucket that reads: Have fun bobbing!
No, the whole of the council area is also covered in cobwebs, and the graveyards are covered with the skeletons of those that should normally lie buried under their soil.
4. Summer summer SUMMER!
There is a summer fête and a Pride to enjoy during the summer months. But one can also just lie at the beach, wade through the rock pools at the bottom of the cliffs to catch starfish, tiny shrimp, tiny fish, shellfish, and anemones. Or you can take a ride on one of the attractions on the Pleasure Pier. Or enjoy a concert on the greens. ...Or return from a trip to Spain and suddenly have all echoes come back to one at once. That's also an option, but probably less pleasurable.
5. Past tdm prompts
Feel free to use a prompt from an earlier tdm!
6. Wildcard
And, of course, the obligatory do-what-you-want option.

Aziraphale | Good Omens
Felicity always rather considered herself a cat person; they're quieter than dogs and barely obnoxious at all. But either she has met the absolute exception, or has never been in close enough contact with one to endure their less redeeming qualities before. This cat is a monster, roaming wildly around the museum, wooing visitors, hunting mice and -- and leaving bits of said mice around, peeing on irreplaceable exhibits, scratching irreplaceable exhibits, knocking over irreplaceable exhibits and generally being irresponsible around irreplaceable exhibits. It's rather a nuisance, and why she, the very busy, head of the museum, has been recruited to deal with it, she has no idea. Surely someone younger and less important could be sent on this mission?
Never the less, anyone on a trip to the museum today is likely to come across a rather irritable lady wandering around the rooms, bowl of cat food in hand as she calls out, rather unconvincingly; "here, kitty, kitty?"
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At the summer fete the museum naturally has a stand, and Felicity is there - as are most of the paid workers. She normally attends to the schedule herself in order to make sure that it is as fair as possible, giving everyone a short shift in order to maximise everyone's time at the fete itself, and assigning herself to cover any short fall. After all, she has seen plenty of fetes in her time, and, more importantly, you get all sorts come up to you on the stand, and she never knows what interesting pieces of information they might have. She has fingers in all kinds of obscure historical pies, what with her 9 different PHDs all on what might, generously, be called obscure subjects. Her current distraction is - and has been on and off since her original time at university - the mysterious ruins at the top of the cliffs, where her gaze drifts to regularly in any momentary lull.
The museum has the usual tat from the gift shop on sale - replica coins from all ages, wooden swords, bows and shields, pens, pencils, rubbers and sharpeners with the museum's logo on, as well as a few books on the local area. They also have a tombola, tickets 50p each. Most of the tickets will gain you a sweet, but scattered in there are vouchers for free entry for two to one of the museums special lecture evenings (held in association with the university), and the top prize is for a private tour of the museum and back areas after hours, led by Felicity herself. She's rather aware that the prizes are rather aimed towards the academically minded, but is there really any harm in promoting that?
Wildcard!
Hit her up with anything! She can usually be found around the museum, but she also teaches a class a week at the university on local history (which is available on several history courses at the university, but is also available to non-students for £200 for the course), and mentors on average 2 PHD students/year.
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She may have wanted to volunteer here a good while ago, but coming here on a school trip must be the most boring thing they could think of, really. Okay, to be fair, it's rather pissing it down outside, so it was probably not the first choice, but personally she'd rather stomp around in the rain than be subjected to looking at the exhibits in here again. She's made the rounds three times now.
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"What does the cat look like that you're looking for?"
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"So it lives in the basement?"
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"I'm not sure. It's been seen in the museum during the day, and has done damage in both areas."