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October Test Drive Meme!
Look, in the OOC Comm! It's a bird... It's a plane... It's Henry Cavill! No, It's the monthly Clock Box Test Drive Meme!
To answer some questions we've seen sometimes: You do not need an invitation to play on the TDM, you do not need a free character slot if you're in the game, multiples are welcome, we won't get mad if you accidentally ignore something from our setting docs, and you are welcome to make threads game canon once both characters are in the game, if both players are amenable. Existing players will accumulate CP for TDM threads, but they will not count towards check-in.
AS OF OCTOBER 2016 WE HAVE A MOD INVITE SYSTEM: Players who accumulate 10 comments on the Test Drive Meme may PM the mods with proofs to receive an invitation to the game. Simply send your name and your links to the relevant threads.
Here's a list of locations that we would love to see potential applicants experimenting with! Or as always, feel free to invent your own.
Onto the prompts:
ONE: WELL THIS IS AWKWARD
Everyone has awkward, embarrassing and cringe-worthy moments and the Clock wants people to see them. Whether your character trips and falls flat on their face, spills their favourite latte from Lux et Nox down the front of their white shirt, or is taking a bubble bath with a face-mask while singing along to Celine Dion, someone walks in at just the right time to see it. Awkward.
TWO: CAMPFIRE STORIES (special location)
You walk through a cabin door and out into a forest at the dead of night. It's chilly, but there's a fire glowing in the distance. You're drawn to it, and why wouldn't you be? There's nothing cozier than a bonfire on a cold night, especially when the woods are so cold and dark. The campsite has everything you need to enjoy the night. Blankets, the makings of smores and flasks of hot chocolate and booze. What makes this campfire different than any other is that something, whether it's a wolf's howl or a cool gust of wind, will force your character to return to the fire until they've told a story and heard a story. Spookiness optional.
THREE: HAUNTED HOUSE (special location)
You walk through a door and it locks behind you. Congratulations, you've found the creepiest location in the Clock Box. It's dark. The floorboards creak and rats run across the floor. There's only one other door leading out of the house and it's up to you to find it (it's in the attic, of course). All other doors simply lead you to another area of the house. Be careful, or you might end up in the basement.
Don't expect to find Freddy or Jason at this location, but feel free to play with jumpscares and every other horror movie trope that doesn't directly involve another person. Ghouls, zombies and other creatures that go bump in the night are welcome.
FOUR: LOCKBOX
Share your thoughts?
Post a status update on the Lockbox app, Clockbox's in-game, Twitter-like network. As noted in the link it's text-only and brevity is, as some guy somewhere once said, the soul of wit, but even a short statement can still generate a lot of response!
TFLN edition: Occasionally, the Clock gets a longing to send texts on your character's behalf, directly into other character inboxes. So you've just sent a text that asks your unrequited love interest to ______ and chill and it goes to your worst enemy instead. Or maybe you're inviting them around for an invigorating horse-riding session. And... it seems like you've sent it twenty times. To total strangers. Oops.
FIVE: WILDCARD
Maybe you want to play around with the tropes, sudden superpowers, crack status effects, occasional mistletoe, or random item gifts? Maybe you want touching reunions with your canonmates or a case of mistaken identity? Maybe you just really want to set a thread in that gross room made out of flesh? The Clock can hold just about any location or offer any activity you can imagine. Try not to tear open the sky or anything, but otherwise, the sky's the limit! The ideally still intact sky.
To answer some questions we've seen sometimes: You do not need an invitation to play on the TDM, you do not need a free character slot if you're in the game, multiples are welcome, we won't get mad if you accidentally ignore something from our setting docs, and you are welcome to make threads game canon once both characters are in the game, if both players are amenable. Existing players will accumulate CP for TDM threads, but they will not count towards check-in.
AS OF OCTOBER 2016 WE HAVE A MOD INVITE SYSTEM: Players who accumulate 10 comments on the Test Drive Meme may PM the mods with proofs to receive an invitation to the game. Simply send your name and your links to the relevant threads.
Here's a list of locations that we would love to see potential applicants experimenting with! Or as always, feel free to invent your own.
Onto the prompts:
ONE: WELL THIS IS AWKWARD
Everyone has awkward, embarrassing and cringe-worthy moments and the Clock wants people to see them. Whether your character trips and falls flat on their face, spills their favourite latte from Lux et Nox down the front of their white shirt, or is taking a bubble bath with a face-mask while singing along to Celine Dion, someone walks in at just the right time to see it. Awkward.
TWO: CAMPFIRE STORIES (special location)
You walk through a cabin door and out into a forest at the dead of night. It's chilly, but there's a fire glowing in the distance. You're drawn to it, and why wouldn't you be? There's nothing cozier than a bonfire on a cold night, especially when the woods are so cold and dark. The campsite has everything you need to enjoy the night. Blankets, the makings of smores and flasks of hot chocolate and booze. What makes this campfire different than any other is that something, whether it's a wolf's howl or a cool gust of wind, will force your character to return to the fire until they've told a story and heard a story. Spookiness optional.
THREE: HAUNTED HOUSE (special location)
You walk through a door and it locks behind you. Congratulations, you've found the creepiest location in the Clock Box. It's dark. The floorboards creak and rats run across the floor. There's only one other door leading out of the house and it's up to you to find it (it's in the attic, of course). All other doors simply lead you to another area of the house. Be careful, or you might end up in the basement.
Don't expect to find Freddy or Jason at this location, but feel free to play with jumpscares and every other horror movie trope that doesn't directly involve another person. Ghouls, zombies and other creatures that go bump in the night are welcome.
FOUR: LOCKBOX
Share your thoughts?
Post a status update on the Lockbox app, Clockbox's in-game, Twitter-like network. As noted in the link it's text-only and brevity is, as some guy somewhere once said, the soul of wit, but even a short statement can still generate a lot of response!
TFLN edition: Occasionally, the Clock gets a longing to send texts on your character's behalf, directly into other character inboxes. So you've just sent a text that asks your unrequited love interest to ______ and chill and it goes to your worst enemy instead. Or maybe you're inviting them around for an invigorating horse-riding session. And... it seems like you've sent it twenty times. To total strangers. Oops.
FIVE: WILDCARD
Maybe you want to play around with the tropes, sudden superpowers, crack status effects, occasional mistletoe, or random item gifts? Maybe you want touching reunions with your canonmates or a case of mistaken identity? Maybe you just really want to set a thread in that gross room made out of flesh? The Clock can hold just about any location or offer any activity you can imagine. Try not to tear open the sky or anything, but otherwise, the sky's the limit! The ideally still intact sky.

Daisy Johnson (Skye) | Marvel Cinematic Universe
[Daisy is half asleep and distracted by reading something on her device when she ... starts to fall down a flight of stairs. Tumbling, rolling everywhere. Yep, this is gonna hurt in the morning.
Anyway, when she's sprawled out face-down at the bottom of the stairs, the only response from her is a flat: ]
Well, shit.
[no one saw that right?????]
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from username @ 'quake'.
how does anyone solve these things, I mean REALLY. I give up. These are rigged.
{{attached is a photo of a rubik's cube}}
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6 months and I ended up letting a forensics guy give it a shot, he had no luck either.
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Lisa Snart || DCTV
{ I don't believe in ghosts }
{ Lock Box }
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there's a bar, but you don't need a key. just wander around thinking about how bad you want a drink for long enough and you'll find it.
...like the username
♥!
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{ I don't believe in ghosts }
That said, Leonard believes there's something out there, or more accurately, in here. Wherever here really was. He also believes that whoever or whatever is up there (out there?) pulling the strings has a sick sense of humour or a whimsical sense of justice.
Either way, the second he steps into the house and can't moonwalk right back out, he's just about had enough. It's cold and dark. He's got his cold gun, but it's closer to a handheld Baskin Robbins ice cream maker than a weapon.
Stalking down the hall he opens what should lead to a bathroom and steps through and collides directly into someone's back. He nearly jumps out of his skin, spitting curled hair out of his mouth as he backs the hell up.
If it weren't for the stink of everything else in this place, he would've recognized her perfume. ]
Move it or lose it, sister!
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best un, omg
ehehehe
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I ain't afraid of no ghosts
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Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf
...Honestly, he really shouldn't be surprised.
At all.
Because the woods play a much larger role in his life than he'd really like normally, so that coming into play here is something he should have almost expected. Seeing the campfire in the distance,though, is at least something vaguely reassuring and Stiles settled on one side of the fire with a bag of the marshmallows.
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un: stiles
So, weirdest experience of your life, if you feel like sharing. I'll relate my own to whoever answers, although I'd be hard pressed to pick just one given the last year of my life has been a near constant dose of weird.
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Martin Stein | The Flash
[Martin had plenty of other pleasures in life - winning prestigious awards for his various scientific discoveries, a good book, the feeling of a clean, pressed dress shirt against his skin, but as of late, it seemed many of those pleasures paled in comparison to the joy to be found in a slice of pizza. Hawaiian. Hold the ham.
Which is why he's currently folding a slice in half and shoving his face full. Don't mind the undignified sounds coming from his mouth; after all, he's famished.
It's only after he's finished the slice that he realizes that he's managed to get a glob of tomato sauce on his white dress shirt. He sighs, mouth a grim line, when he realizes there's not a napkin in sight.]
Well, that's just great.
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un: @m.stein
A photon checks into a hotel. The bellhop asks, "Do you need any help with your luggage?" The photon replies, "No thanks. I'm travelling light!"
» numero uno, yo
Unfortunately, there seems to be a real lack of hygienic facilities in this area of the Clock. No bathrooms, no napkin dispensers, and no automated antibacterial pumps in sight.
Linda considers for the briefest moment wiping her hands on her pants, but the sight of another person - one who looks, admittedly, a lot like her grandpa in his Sunday best - makes her reconsider. No reason to embarrass herself in front of a stranger if it can be helped. Especially if that stranger has done that for the both of them.
The table next to her still sports a neatly pressed white tablecloth. It'll do well as a sacrifice to the culinary gods, and she holds it out to him once she makes her way over, a bemused grin on her face. ]
I think you got a little something on your shirt there, gramps.
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Kristen Kringle l Gotham l OTA
[Kristen had just been shoved out of the path of bullets when she basically crash landed in a very odd hallway. There was no sign of a path back to the annex or anyone from within the GCPD. To only add to her problems was flying and now broken glasses.]
Well things can't get much worse?
[Hopefully someone finds her glasses and quickly?]
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[By accident Kristen had stumbled upon the cabin door and was drawn towards the fire and the drinks. She accepted a cup and tried to a quick exit, only to be pushed back by a wind burst. So she wrapped her coat around her and settled in for some tales. She also shared a few tales of Gotham's wild side linked and with details blown as needed.]
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un: misskringle
Anyone got directions to a decent coffee shop or even to a coffeemaker?
(Also very open to misfires! And yes she's ready for the jokes that are bound to come.)
Liir Ko | The Wicked Years | OTA!
TWO
Once they've discovered what the place wants, Liir settles in to listen. If and when he has to tell a story, he resolves to tell one from someone else's life just to avoid the complications of his own life and how people might respond considering.]
THREE
He's lived his life haunted by a number of spectres. A few more aren't going to fuss him all that much. But if someone else shows up, he supposes he might try and settle them down.]
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4: @h.g.wells
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Junko Enoshima | Danganronpa 3
[ It may be dark and cold, but it's pretty cozy over by the campfire. Junko lingers near the fire with a blanket draped over her shoulders like a cape. Dangerous? Possibly. She doesn't seem to care much, though, as she spins a stake with a marshmallow on it, poking at the fire with it.
When she spots someone coming in close, she turns, whipping out a flashlight with her free hand and holding it under her chin so it illuminates her face before speaking in a gravelly voice. ]
What's your favorite scary movie?
[ She then laughs, pulling the flashlight down. ]
Hey, come on, get into the spirit of it!
4; @fashionable
[ When in doubt, what's the best way to dig up information on people? ]
a/s/l??
[ . . . probably not that. ]
4; @arsenal
19/m/some kinda alien coffee bar
you?
H.G. Wells | Warehouse 13
[Well, this was interesting. An inviting campfire, all the makings for telling a good story. Of which Helena had many, and not just the ones she'd actually lived through. But hers was the mind behind some of the most famous novels such as The War of the Worlds and The Time Machine. And her experiences with the Warehouse were enough to tell around a campfire for an entire lifetime.
She walked closer to the campfire, though she was going to move on. Despite the seemingly ominous darkness beyond the light of the campfire, she wasn't afraid to continue on. Though as she attempted to leave, she a wolf howl.]
Well then, I won't go that way. [And when she tried to go back the way she came, there was another howl.] Or that way. [So it seemed it was staying here for the time being.]
[THREE: The Curious Case of the Haunted House]
[Walking through the door, Helena stopped in her tracks. This was definitely not where she intended to go. Nor did she even really want to be here. Except she had no choice because she heard the door close and lock behind her.]
Wonderful. [She rolled her eyes and sighed. So it was needing to find a way out of here. Creepy house immediately set off her red flags for something dangerous was possibly lurking here. The creaking floor boards didn't do much to help that sense of foreboding either.]
If I were a way out, where would I be? [She muttered, applying logic to the situation. Logic said the exit was the ground floor, so she was heading that way first. Though as she walked, she could've sworn she heard footsteps behind her, but whenever she turned to look, nothing was there. When she turned back around, a rat scurried by her foot and she started.] Bloody hell! She wasn't afraid of rats, but she hadn't expected one to scurry past her.]
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Today is one of the bullshit days. He's locked up in a Shirley Jackson nightmare with cobwebs and scuttling sounds and it's not a good scene. But he has his backpack, which has a flashlight, and a lighter, and a swiss army knife. He fishes all of the above out, shoves them into his pockets before he goes through the first (excessively creaky) door. Cisco keeps thinking that he hears something - footsteps, voices, nearby. Now it's possible that's just the Clock messing with him, but he also thinks... maybe...
Cisco opens a door, and despite his suspicions that someone else might be trapped here with him, when he sees the woman he still startles, yelping in a thoroughly undignified manner and nearly dropping his flashlight. ]
Jesus, you scared me!
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Bo Dennis | Lost Girl
[Bo was happily taking a bath. She enjoyed bubble baths, they were good for relaxing. She was dozing lightly, eyes closed and head rested against the back of the tub as the warm water soaked into her muscles. Everything was going fine until she heard the door open. Her eyes snapped open and on reflex, she jumped to her feet, sloshing water around. Somewhat luckily, bubbles covered her private parts, but she was still very naked.]
Uh...hi? Can I help you? [This wasn't even the first time someone had walked in on her bath time either.]
[THREE: A Haunting Succubus Style]
[Finding herself in a creepy house was definitely not what she'd planned to do with her day. Bo was easing her way around, trying not to make the floor boards creak so badly.] Of course I have to be here alone. No back up from Tamsin or Kenzi. No Dyson or Lauren.
[And then she heard something in the other room. Something that moved slowly, like it was being dragged.] Great. Just. Great. [She muttered as she tried to find something she could use as a weapon.]
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Until now at least. Unfortunately for him, the bathroom was very much currently occupied.
Quickly, he averted his gaze, opting to stare at a very interesting spot on the floor.]
My apologies. I was just looking for a place to get cleaned up.
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Barbara Gordon | DC Comics (preboot)
[If there's one thing Barbara has always hated, it's appearing clumsy, and it's worse now, when people tend to offer her help even when she's doing just fine. So of course it's just her luck that she makes a wonderful first impression by taking a corner a bit too sharply in the bookstore, knocking over a pile of books with a loud crash. The chair tips, but she manages to right it before she falls. But she's still stuck, unable to do anything until she picks up all the books she knocked over.]
Crap.
[At least her hair swings forward and hides how red her cheeks are when she bends over to start gathering books.]
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No matter how many times these doors open onto that dark forest, I'm still not going in there. You'd think they'd eventually get the idea.
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UN: misskringle
Know the feeling, this place has been trying Legoland with me for almost a week. Legos and kitten heels don't mix!
@rollingthunder, sorry for forgetting it in the post!
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@rollingthunder, sorry for forgetting it in the post!
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Victoria Vinciguerra | The Man From Uncle
[Lux et Nox was not Victoria's normal kind of haunt. Coffee, however, was extremely important and even though she wouldn't have been caught dead in an establishment like this back home, she was in dire need of a cappuccino and like hell was she going to make her own.
With her drink in hand, she turned around and immediately ran into someone, tipping her drink all over her top. Frozen in place, it's hard to tell whether she's embarrassed or not...]
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un: vinciguerra
What exactly does one do around here for fun?
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[The Jazz Club is at least a relatively familiar venue- something Victoria can find herself relaxing in regardless of the situation. There was something so strange about this place providing anything she could ever ask for and yet she felt so unfulfilled. Jewelry and clothing appearing on a whim, though not unusual to her daily life necessarily, lacked a physical person handing them to her with all of their adoration. Alexander wasn't good for much, but he was still her husband and knowing that he wasn't here to dote on her appropriately... Stung more than anticipated.
Who knows how much champagne she's had by now, but she can be found lounging on one of the plush couches in the corner as though she were queen of the lounge with a glass in hand. In her mind, she is.
Now if only wishing for a security detail would make one magically appear.]
Margo Hanson | The Magicians
She'd been walking over creaking floorboards, under flickering light bulbs and through labyrinthine corridors for she didn't know how long. Long enough that the atmosphere was becoming more tedious than creepy. Long enough that, given the constant, distant noises that sounded less than natural, she was pretty sure something was trying to get to her.
Thing was, Margo Hanson was not interested in being gotten to. She may not have had the pistol tucked away in her impeccably stylish jacket anymore, but she had been practicing Battle Magic.
She was not having this.
"Okay, Pinhead," she called up toward the ceiling, her voice growing louder and more confident with each syllable. "You gotten your jollies yet? What're you waiting for, huh?!"
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from @queenmargo
Mini golf and coffee shops? Is that seriously the best we can do here?
I want a Chippendale's.
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Keith | Voltron Legendary Defender
[Well. This is definitely bringing back some memories of camping out but not entirely what he was hoping to find when he opened the door (no, he was hoping, expecting, it to be his room in the castle). But a campfire? Sure. There's weirder stuff he's dealt with.
He sits at the fire. The warmth washes over him after the cooler air that greeted Keith when he walked through the door.
But this isn't what he should be doing. He looks around at the rest of the group talking and laughing, but his face remains distant.]
What is this supposed to be.
[What do you mean teenagers and young adults meet up for parties like this.]
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i need to know who has answers to this place
and what are emojis and why should i care
[guess who only ever had a shitty flip phone back home]
@no.one
This is an easy emoji. It is smiling. : )
This is the cool emoji that cool people use. 😎
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Lev Morgenshtern | OC
[ Lev, wrapped in at least three blankets, is sitting so close to the fire that his long hair is in danger of getting singed. The flames reflect in his glasses. He's flushed and looking a little less sickly and dying than usual. His hair falls over his forehead, covering up the three eye-spots, but even in the firelight, one can see the painfully green veins that run like rivulets over his skin. His ears are long, pointed at the ends and quivering slightly. Whatever he is, he's not human. ]
Um. Stories. Do they have to be true? Like, if they have to be true, I guess I could tell you about how my son's a fungus colony. If they don't, I can probably ... bullshit something? I'm, like, good at that. People pay me for it.
[ He's a writer. ]
LOCKBOX
@leo9
Am surrounded by cats. Is this paradise. I thought paradise would have more peacocks in it. The angel of death told me there'd be peacocks.
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Take a picture.
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kara danvers ✿ supergirl
iv. lockbox — @girlofsteel
v. wildcard — the bakery
wildcard
It probably has something to do with the fact that he's hungry. Because on Earth, Kryptonians were always hungry. ]
Kara?
[ There isn't much in this world that can beat his cousin's smile. Warm like the sun. He grins back at her, slipping into the seat next to her and picking up a donut in his hands. ]
Don't mind if I do.
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i. awkward x 2
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Fujiwara no Mokou | Touhou
[Well, the camera's probing eye has caught Mokou trying to put her pants on, and failing miserably at it. As she struggles, she eventually catches her self on her pant leg and tumbles to the ground, leaving her rear in the air for all to see and her rather old school choice of underwear on display.]
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[Mokou and fire were old friends and she didn't mind one bit to sit around and take in the warmth of the flame. The problem came when she couldn't leave.]
Great... [she mumbled to herself.]
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From user @undyingflame
So I'm immortal, -big deal right?- throw me some stuff to do to to take up the time until the universe dies.
rosie harper!! original!
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FIVE — ᴄᴀᴛɴᴀᴘs
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this cat place is creepy as all get out but she soldiers on. that is, until she sees a familiar head of hair peeking out from beneath a blanket and she actually covers her mouth.
tamsin folds her arms over her sharp leather jacket and tilts her head to the side, making herself known over the din. ]
Seems like the wrong place to take a nap.
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