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January 2024 Test Drive Meme: Our First!
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Summary: 🌼 Content Warnings: Optional light alcohol, isolation, bad weather via thunderstorms, feeling of being watched and taunted, false information, mental manipulation, memory manipulation, memories or depictions of murder and torture There is a knock at the door. You mustn't answer the door. It has been a long, long, long day, hasn't it? You don't even remember sitting on the couch and you certainly don't remember dozing off. But that strange broadcast certainly woke you up and now...You are here. In an unfamiliar house with outdated wallpaper and dirty carpet. The weather outside seems frightful. Torrential downpours with clashing thunder and flashes of lightning chase even the most persistent shadows in the house. Was the lady on the TV serious? Did you just have to wait in this lousy place for the storm to blow over? Or, wait, how did she word it? Wait while things finish configuration. Damn, your head is hurting and you could use a drink. Hopefully, the tacky yellow kitchen has a stocked fridge. Luckily for you, it's filled with fresh food and some fresh booze. There is a knock at the door. You mustn't answer the door. Unluckily for you, there is another person in this house with you. They might have woken up on the same couch as you or are bumping around upstairs. Either way, the freak in the polka-dot dress wasn't wrong: You're not alone here. When you and whoever else in this house finally join up, you will notice that the house seems to become a bit more lively. The pictures on the wall change to feature you or your companion. Some of the pictures are genuine from back in your homeworld, but others...Not so much. Others look like false memories of you with families you don't even remember or at a school you never attended, but they are all so real you can't help but think maybe Daisy is telling the truth after all. There is a heavier knock at the door. You mustn't answer the door. There is a radio in the house that suddenly begins to declare an emergency announcement: "At this time, we urge all residents of Sweet Acres to seek shelter immediately. The wind is picking up and we anticipate this storm to last the rest of the night - Oh? A heavy booming knock lands three times at the front door. Let. Me. In. The pictures around the house begin to change. Now it shows you and whoever you're sharing the house with doing some...terrible things. Maybe some of it is true. Some of it may be completely false. Will it matter when the pictures seem so terrifyingly real? What happens when the TV glitches on and starts to play sketchy home videos of one of you doing something terrible? What happens when the radio starts to play terrifying audio of you confessing to an atrocious crime? What happens when the person you're stuck in the house with might just be the stranger the radio warned you about? Or will you have the sense to realize that something is very wrong here and that you're both being played a fool? The knocking at the door is only getting louder. So loud it cracks the door. The storm worsens. What should you do? The madness will only worsen the longer you stay. You may even be driven to defend yourself from each other, you may come to develop false memories of crimes you didn't commit. You may just... Decide to open that damn door already. It turns out, that's what you needed to do the entire time. Because the moment you do? You open the door and see a beautiful, sunny day outside. No rain. Not a single gray cloud. Certainly no horrifying stranger either. But now you're left with whatever you did or thought from the house. For some people, the terror may slip away as easily as the rain, but for some of you, you might be stuck with paranoia and suspicion. Welcome to Sweet Acres. |
| [ The Bot Problem ] |
Summary: 🌼 Content Warnings: Forced sexuality, optional sex, aphrodisiac style computer virus, dubious consent, hunted by machines, use of bombs, guns, and shrapnel. Possible character death or maiming You will notice that there are still some errors in the system as you go out and about exploring your new town. There will be an occasional glitch that opens up a screaming void of bottomless darkness before it blinks out of existence. Those are unsettling enough, but at least they don't seem harmless. The bots, on the other hand, are a different story. They glitch into the town, cracking through this carefully structured reality like breaking through a window. It seems like Daisy has a lot of work to do on the external firewalls of Sweet Acres! In the meantime, you're going to have to deal with her incompetence. A lot of the bots can easily be mistaken for other residents in town. These are model-gorgeous women and men who almost seemed like caricatures of stereotypical beauty conventions. Big lips, huge hips, large muscles, chiseled jaws, perfect hair, pearly white teeth. These beauties flounce about and no matter who or what you are, if they look your way, they are immediately approaching you. "Hey, sexy. I'm single, horny, and lonely. I just turned 18 and I've got my daddy's credit card." "I've never seen a person more beautiful than you. I'm the CEO of at least three different six-figure income businesses. How about I take you on a night out in my Ferrari?" There isn't a single thought behind those eyes or in those smiles. If you have the thought to rely on your Daze, you can just block the Sex Bots and they will blink out of existence. Alternatively, you could probably just smash them out of existence with a good punch or the swing of a weapon...They will just vanish into a cloud of corrupt coding. But if you're a bit more gullible and still catching up on the strangeness of this place or can't figure out Daze, you might make the mistake of responding to one of these bots. The Bot will immediately scan you for all of your information and warp its features into something that you actually would find to be the ideal beauty. "This is better, right?" It's hard to deny...They even sound like the ideal beauty in your mind. A gentle hand on your arm and then they are leading you away. Except they aren't leading you anywhere. You watch helplessly as coding goes up your arm and begins to consume your body. You can't feel anything but a prickling sensation. The Bot vanishes, but you are left rewired. Now it is you with the dramatic features emphasizing your most attractive parts. Regardless of your personality, you suddenly feel the urge to walk up to just about anyone anywhere and flirt with them. Whether stupidly or sincerely. It's hard to remember yourself with the bot's virus wreaking havoc on your Daze. Worst case scenario? You wind up sleeping with someone because of this bizarre virus, but you will also ironically get it out of your system this way and feel completely normal after. Alternatively, you can find someone who is a bit more tech-savvy with the Daze and who might have an idea of how to hack into your system and get rid of the virus for you. This might involve some personal line of questioning, but hey, at least you're not walking around asking for sex from total strangers anymore! The Sex Bots are a dream compared to the other virus attacking the system of Sweet Acres. One will begin to see small metal robots trotting about, no bigger than a backpack, with lethal determination. These metal dogs scour their surroundings for anything organic or anything that doesn't belong in the space. This means they are actively ripping up plants and destroying trees, which is tragic enough, but just be glad they haven't seen you yet because it turns out that Daisy's Sweet Subjects are the metal dog's top priority. The moment they notice you, they will begin a neverending chase. These robots can catch up to a speeding car and resist an enormous amount of damage. They are waterproof and run on their own network completely disconnected from the Daze, so good luck trying to hack into them- it won't work. They can see just as well in the dark as the light and have sensors that allow them to pick up on body temperature as well as any vibrations you might make. They are not gentle creatures: their goal is to terminate all organic beings and Sweet Subjects in the area. If they catch you, they will immediately attempt to blow your head off with a small gun they can form. Alternatively, they will expel a shrapnel bomb if you catch them off guard. They also have paralyzing fog bombs. Metal dogs can be destroyed, however. With large explosions, armor-piercing weaponry, people with extreme super strength. Or you can get creative! Maybe you know a spell that can turn them into a stuffed animal or melt the metal. Maybe you have control over metal beings. There are ways to destroy these things. But don't worry. If worse comes to worse, Daisy is going around to destroy them for you. But do you really want to owe her your life? |
Hypnos | Hades
[Hypnos isn't so much sitting on the couch as he is hovering just above the cushions, curled up midair with his blanket of a cloak pulled over his thin, shaking frame. Normally he's a pretty chill guy, but there are some things that really get to him. Unfortunately one of those things is thunderstorms.
At least he's inside, and if he keeps his face buried in his cloak, then he doesn't have to see the flashes of lightning, so really, it's all fine! He can totally wait for this to blow over. How long could it possibly last, right? Right??
Every clap of thunder makes the terrified deity flinch or squeak. A few particularly pathetic reactions prompt a laugh-track reaction from seemingly nowhere.]
sex bots - cw: potential for all prompt warnings, potential smut (depends on you!)
[Bless him, Hypnos absolutely falls prey to the sex bots like the sleepy attention-starved idiot that he is. He is visibly disappointed when the beefy minotaur the bot had turned into evaporates into nothing.]
Hey, wait, where'd you go? Awwww, man... [Now there's just this-- weird sensation everywhere, a buzzing under the skin. A strange energy that demands satisfaction.
Luckily(?) there sure are a lot of other attractive people around! Gorgeous women, handsome men, vice versa, and perhaps even more! There is a strange, ethereal beauty to the Cthonic deity, and it's only amplified by the virus. His curls seem a bit bouncier, the faint starlight freckles on his skin a little more pronounced. He floats off towards the first fellow subject he sees, twirling a finger in one of his loose curls.] Well, hi there~ [He gives the stranger his best bedroom eyes.]
Re: Hypnos | Hades
I might be a little young for you.
no subject
Hah, I mean that's pretty normal for mortals, you guys have such short little lives! If we're just counting in numbers of years, even an eighty year old is a little young for me! [Wait is this guy.... an adult mortal at least? Hypnos squints-- he has a hard time telling. It's not like he's never seen mortal children or teens-- they're no less exempt from showing up at the House of Hades than adults, after all-- but... well, most shades tend to look the same, particularly when they're only just arriving and haven't gotten used to their new noncorporeal forms yet.] Um... how old are you, anyway?
no subject
[ god, isn't that ironic. he kind of loves sounding like a goddamn bible story because of just how stupid it is. he doesn't like thinking about being destroyed, though. what a mood killer. that wasn't a great time in his life.
but he considers the question before shrugging. ]
I was created from a thirteen-year-old mind, but I've been around a little while. If you grant me aging even though I'm eternal, I'd be about eighteen. If you go by how long I've existed, I'm five.
no subject
Huh... interesting! [Yeah he does not understand what half of that means. But the biblical phrasing does not phase him at all.] As an eternal being myself, I think I'm qualified to say aging counts! We just age a little differently, y'know? It's a little more loosey-goose. [He nods sagely, wiggling a loosey-goose hand. I mean just look at him and Thanatos, they're twins and yet Than got all mature and adult a lot faster than silly clingy ol' Hypnos.] Especially once you factor in the ones that just spring out fully formed already. [It's then that the sexbot virus asserts itself again-- not that Hypnos often thinks before opening his mouth but this feels different.] So I'm not worried about that if you're not.
no subject
leave it to an immortal to say 'age doesn't matter,' though. damn. ]
I think in future you'd look back on this and be absolutely mortified by the whole ordeal, and also you're not in your right mind right now so it'd be pretty fucking after-school special stranger danger skeevy of me to say okay even if I wanted to. No offense, but you're not really my type.
[ hal isn't actually that picky (not that he's had many (any) actual chances before, but he's pretty sure he should at least try to let him down easy. who knows what the virus will do if the host gets upset. ]
please wait
He doesn't totally blame the laugh tracks and realizes he needs to actually speak up.)
Uh. Hey, guy. It's...(A huge thunder boom crashes overhead.)
Just noise. (Nailed it.)
no subject
He laughs, a sound that is just about edging on hysteria.] Just noise... Right! Ha, haha-- [The next flash of lightning visible through the windows makes him squeak and hide in his cape again. Yeah, the thunder is just one part of a larger fear here. Somewhere in the pictures on the wall there might be part of an explanation but Hypnos sure isn't going around looking at them.
Still, someone else being here means a distraction, and Mother Nyx definitely wouldn't want him acting so pathetic in front someone, much less (he presumes) a mortal and embarrassing her like this. And yet he can't quite bring himself to come out of his blanket hideaway, leaving his high-pitched voice somewhat muffled.] S-So did you just get here too?
Sex Bots
[Lurine looked this new person up, down, and side to side. Whatever she was looking for (let's be real, she wasn't exactly picky) she must have found because a big smile came across her face. There was just a little bit of a flicker of something rather like a snake about to eat a mouse in that expression. She noticed the way Hypnos was hovering and figured this person had to be anything but human.]
What can I do for you?
no subject
He giggles at her words. New friend! That's good, he likes friends. Could always use more of those.] I just had to let you know that you're really pretty, but you probably already know that, huh?
no subject
Aw, I did, but thank you for saying so honey.
[Hypnos was absolutely adorable. She just wanted to wrap him up, put him in her pocket, and take him home with her.]