evocate_ooc | TDM #1

TDM #1

TDM #1
NAVIGATION

Evocate is a teamnesia-inspired game where relationship building and strengthening already existing bonds are just as important as fighting to keep your memories and figuring out just what the heck is going on in this strange world.

Please feel free to look at the information posted already and ask questions you're curious about on the FAQ! But most importantly, have some fun with some of the things that'll become normal to you in the Domed City.

Welcome to Domed City #77, a place you'll become very familiar with as it's now where you'll live out the rest of your days while waiting for the Evocated to drain you of your memories. Sounds great, right?

A: ARRIVAL

When you open your eyes, you find yourself laying in a bright white room, reminiscent of a hospital room. In fact, as you sit up and look around, you see other beds - hospital beds. Some made neatly, others a mess, and one that has a suspicious stain on it which is probably fine.

How did you get here? Where are you? All important questions you're likely asking yourself!

As you stand up, you feel something brush against your neck. You find a necklace with a small, round pendant attached to it. Turning it over reveals that your name has been etched into the other side. It's yours! Which is why, no matter what you try, you can't remove it.

Stepping out into the hallway reveals a myriad of different signs, all guiding you towards the exit. They're cheerful, written in crayon and with cute little doodles.

Through the glass doors you go, something beeping as you do, and you step out into the street of a small city.

There may be others stepping out with you at the same time too! Weird, right?

If you were injured - or dead - in some way at the point you're being taken from, then your wounds have been healed up to 50%.

B. THE HOTEL

At one point during the day, you all end up in the hotel lobby like you've been compelled to go there. A gentle compulsion, almost apologetic.

The hotel itself is old-fashioned with modern highlights, and it appears to have been renovated and set up for you and all of your new friends to live in! Isn't that great?

Once everyone has gathered, there's a loud crack of thunder and above you, a portal opens up and spits out a young woman. She lands with a yelp and whines, rubbing her hip.

You could have WARNED me!!

A pause. She lets out a little squeak and scrambles to her feet when she sees everyone.

oh geez they didn't say you were here already H-Hi! And welcome to Domed City #77! We um, we don't call it using the numbers but I would think people would want to know them anyway!

Err, right, you probably want to know what's going on. Which is a really good question! The, er, people in charge gave me something to read to you that might answer it.

She clears her throat and takes on a more announcing tone of voice as she pulls a piece of paper from her pocket to read.

"Welcome and rejoice, little memoirs, for you have been given the honor of offering your memories to our great entity, the Evocated. We thank you for your sacrifi-" EH?!

N-Now wait just a minute, this doesn't expl—

Another crack of thunder interrupts her and the portal returns, only this time it's underneath her. Her protests turn into a scream as she falls in, then cut off as the portal closes back up and innocently disappears.

Sometime between her appearance and disappearance, two more people have appeared behind the welcome desk. They appear to be working on . . . pamphlets? The teen girl gives you a cheerful little wave, like nothing weird just happened at all.

Welcome to Hotel - umm, it doesn't have a name yet, but we're working on it! And taking suggestions!

That woman will be back soon, so give it some time and she'll have more information with her.

They seem pretty calm about it, so it must be fine!

The girl tells you that you're welcome to explore the hotel while you wait. Only the first floor is open for exploration right now, but there's plenty to see! And it does seem like it's been prepared for you, everything is clean and tidy, just as one would expect from a fancy-looking place like this.

The young man nods in agreement, then speaks up again.

You'll want to acquaint yourself with the main street too. But whatever you do, don't go further than the park up north.

< isopods >

C. EXPLORATION

So, you decided to go further than the park up north.

It's like walking into a faint mist; but the air feels stale at first, like it's been still for a long time. The wind seems to follow you, pushing the stale air away from you and it sounds -

It almost sounds like someone is breathing out, a sigh that joins the wind ruffling your clothes.

North past the park are commercial buildings and factories, a once bustling business district. The supermarket is located here, stocked and ready to accept customers! Even if there isn't anyone to check you out. Hey, how are you gonna pay for that?

East from the park the city opens up into something more rural, meadows on either side of the road with flowers slowly blooming, as though your arrival has given them life. Further ahead is a forest . . . that does not look as welcoming as the flowers are. An uneasy feeling blooms in you the closer you get. You can't see too far in, but the flowers along the road here begin to wilt, like your presence alone is killing them. The flowering district can't seem to make up its mind whether to welcome or reject you.

West, the businesses thin out until you hit a set of apartment buildings on either side of the road. Further on, you start seeing houses and condos as you enter the residential district. None of the doors are open, but maybe you'll be lucky and find a window that might be unlocked . . . ?

But be careful; you were warned away from these parts for a reason.

D. WILDCARD

If you were foolish enough to run into what lurks out there, or you simply need healing because you came in a mess, then you have two options:

- One, you can reenter the hospital and search for supplies. More than one person can enter at once, so it seems like only your first exit is solo.

- Or two, you can figure out how to open the doors behind the welcome desk in the hotel. If you look bad the girl will gasp and point you there, but - well, how do you unlock the doors? You'll have to figure it out, but the girl offering to hold your hand might be a hint.

Or maybe you simply want to do something else entirely. Feel free to come up with your own prompts!

Some quick notes:

The TDM will carry over into game canon! Only apped characters will be remembered.

Potential Sparks - for now, you arrive just like everyone else!

You still have your names . . . at least, for now. :)

Thank you so much for your interest in the game!

I'll start accepting applications on November 15, while the game is set to open up on November 28.
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Yeah, yeah. Couple'a hits an' you'll be changin' yer tune.

[abruptly grabs him to drag him outside :D]

[doesn't matter that they're inside. his clouded mind interprets this as an attack - so, injuries or no, he's going to grab that arm with the intent to break it.

bone is nothing to a man who can normally shatter steel with his bare hands.]

[oh dang they should bond later of being stupid strong while hunting stuff-

But for NOW, he manages to grab Saejima's arm, but he's quick to break the hold because WE ARE INSIDE, SIR, SHOW SOME DECORUM]

—oi, there's folks 'round, don't start nothin' 'til we get out the door, dumb shit.

[how about: no

once upon a time, he was a prince who wanted nothing more than to fight with honour. after the past five years though, nothing is beneath him - especially not trying to kill a man in a crowded hotel lobby.

there's a ticking timer on how long his body can last doing that though, courtesy of several holes still in him. but he hardly notices through the animalistic haze of rage. just going to lunge at Saejima!!!]

[oh it's gonna be like this huh.

He's halfway through yelling to someone to get one of the side doors so they can get out when he's lunged at. With a grunt he just tries to football shoulder tackle him out of the door]

[bam there they go. at least they're outside now?

but the feral man is grabbing Saejima back, like a snarling wolverine in full plate metal armour. from his belt he snatches a dagger and ferociously stabs him back. man i don't have icons prepared for this.]

[he isn't quick enough to jerk away from the stab completely, so thanks for RUINING HIS JACKET and also for the cut on his side, wow. He growls and since he's like, right there -

Just straight up tries to headbutt him. This is how you knock sense into someone, right]

[there's the satisfying CRUNCH of a nose being broken when that headbutt hits, and the feral man staggers back, momentarily dazed. his head is spinning, it's hard to keep his balance when he's already bleeding and in pain... hell, it's hard to stay conscious.

capitalize on a stun?]

[HE SURE IS GONNA TRY.

He reels from the headbutt, but he does try to capitalize, going low to try to take out his legs and knock him down, all the while cursing at him, which comes with a little bit more healing]

Stupid goddamn kid, ya fight like shit -

[he hits the ground hard - despite the clatter of metal, he’s lighter than he looks. his breath rattles in his chest, wet and laboured. the ground beneath him splatters with red.

it’s easier to see once he’s laid out and not a dark, hunched over mass - he’s still bleeding from several wounds punched through his armour. everything feels so heavy… too heavy to get up. yet he still tries to reach for his enemy.]

Kill… you all…

[christ. He doesn't stop him from reaching for him, but he does press a big hand down against his chest, an attempt to keep him pinned there in case he does decide to try to get back up]

Only person yer gonna kill right now is yerself if ya keep this up, dumbass.

I ain't what ya think I am, 'm tryin' to help ya.

[he snarls, still trying to force Saejima's arm off him with his waning strength.]

You think me a fool? Swayed by the poison words of an Imperial?

Yer damn right I think ya a fool, but I ain't no goddamn Imperial whatever.

Open yer ears and that eye of yours, kid. Use that brain 'fore ya bleed out too much an' it ain't gonna work at all.

That's... exactly what an Imperial spy would say.

[shockingly, he does not stop struggling. but his eye's gaze is hazy, as though distracted by something that isn't there.]

I know, I will not fall for his lies....

[the kid is tough, he'll give him that. He frowns a bit and, with the free hand, smacks his cheek. Enough to sting, but more of a trying to get his attention smack]

Oi, focus. Fuck whoever yer talkin' 'bout, we gotta get ya taken care of.

[BWUH-- he blinks, having severely not anticipated that.]

You... dare...????

Damn right I dare. I'll do it again too if ya ain't all here yet.

[is he all there? it’s hard to say. his eye is still unfocused, not looking at Saejima but at something else. microexpressions flit through his face - lost, offended, confused, hurt - before deliriously shambling back to rage as a crutch.]

If you refuse to kill me again, then leave me. Your threats are meaningless to one dead.

[that isn't too surprising to him. Or at least, it's a familiar reaction. It means he needs to keep staying calm, even if maybe beating the shit out of him would be the quicker method]

'Fraid I ain't gonna do that, not 'til I get ya fixed up.

You gonna let me drag yer ass over to the hospital yet?

[GRUNTS. this guy really isn't going to leave him alone...

not that he can deny that he needs to fix these holes in him........

...

petulantly, he turns his head away (blind side facing Saejima just to be rude)]

Futile...

[which might be the closest thing to a 'ok fine' you're going to get]

Wouldn't bother if it were futile, kid.

[but he'll take it. He carefully draws back and gets to his feet, then offers him a hand up]

[oh he's far too paranoid to take someone else's hand. even if it's with great effort, he rolls himself over so he can push himself up, like a resentful, hunched over creature.]

[the corner of his mouth quirks, but he doesn't try to help, just lets him get up on his own]

Got a name?

[growly,]

What does it matter.

It matters if ya don't want me callin' ya dumbass.

	oh geez they didn't say you were here already H-Hi! And welcome to Domed City #77! We um, we don't call it using the numbers but I would think people would want to know them anyway!
	Err, right, you probably want to know what's going on. Which is a really good question! The, er, people in charge gave me something to read to you that might answer it.

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SORRY FOR HOW LATE THIS IS

NEVER APOLOGIZE

WAH <3

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