pathemaooc | Test Drive #1

ARRIVAL: Your character wakes up in a temple completely naked except for the collar around their neck. Near the spot they wake up is a pile of clothing that is NOT what your character was wearing before they woke up. When they unfold the clothing they will find it's a toga and that there's a pair of sandals under it. Too bad, that's all there is. Perhaps your character is curious and leaves the temple or maybe they activate their device (accidentally or on purpose).

TOGA PARTY: Eros thinks that a party is what's needed to welcome everyone! This event is held on the beach in the Second District and everyone is welcome! Just be sure to wear your toga (HAHA)! There are large silk tents that are filled with pillows for characters to lounge on. There's food (think Greek) and lots to drink! Eros wants everyone to have fun and get to know each other! So eat, drink and mingle!!

NETWORK:Everyone is provided with a communication device that gives them access to an island-wide network. These can be used for so many things! Send pictures of the drunk guy at the bar, your boobs or whatever you want!!

WILDCARD: There are forests, mountains, marketplaces, all sorts of places to go and explore on the island. Ideas for settings can be found on the locations pages!

**TDM threads can be used as your sample in your application! It can also be considered in game canon if it is agreed on by all characters involved in said threads.

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"There's a few faces I recognize but..." She shook her head. It wasn't like before, when she had people she knew she could trust. The kind of people who'd drive out and collect her when she'd gotten stuck in the forest for a week or more. "I think most people managed to get home."

A bitter bark of laughter escaped, Rose's tongue rolling out to grab the last traces of juice from her lips. "Not sure know-how is really going to be much help." She knew the rules, she supposed. She didn't have to go through the agony that she had when she first got to Atia, the whole coming to terms with their definition of 'worship'.

"You mean other than what they can do?" She lifted her shoulder in a shrug, leaning back as she almost appeared to relax; about as much as Rose ever did anyway.

"You'll see once the head games start." And they would start, she was sure of that. "One day it's business as usual and the next? A rain storm will come and you're jumping the first person you see or... you wake up in bed with somebody you're sure is you're husband or wife only, you've probably barely said two words to them before."

So, she's out of her element too and even though Daryl doesn't like to see other people suffering it's refreshing to know he's not alone. Despite the commotion around them, Daryl's only fixated on Rose. Whatever else might be happening around them didn't matter, because Rose was giving him information and that's what kept people alive where he's from.

Instead of asking any more questions Daryl stifles a laugh. Whatever force brought him here, out of mountains of bodies, and cold hard steel- struggling every fucking minute of every fucking day still underestimated his ability to produce results.

"So head games and head games." If some omnipotent force was treating people like cattle and running them through drills the very least they could do was give them more to go off of. Hell, he's met sociopaths with better bedside manner. "What are you gonna do?"

Now he's leveling with her. She's been somewhere like this before, knows all the history, and had her share of losses. She might cover it up fine enough but that doesn't mean she's not weighing her options and he'd much rather be on the side of things with experience.

She laughed at that and there was even a real measure of humor in it, her eyebrows raising as her fingers combed through her long, dark hair.

"That's one way of putting it alright." She found you got a sense of how somebody would do, whether they were likely to adapt or crack and she'd been talking with him for all of five minutes, and already she knew which one he was. If you didn't learn how to laugh around here, you'd spend the whole time shaking and crying.

"What am I going to do..." She repeated, a sigh passing her lips. Rose knew the answer to that one already but she hated the idea of saying it out loud. She remembered all too well what it was like to come here and want nothing more than to fight, kick, scream and bite your way off the island. It takes a while for reality to set in.

"Watch. Wait. It's all you really can do. I'm not saying I won't take my chances in trying to get out of here but you fight back, they kill you. You die you lose your memories and I don't know about you? But I don't want to lose so much of myself that I forget why I want out of here." It felt as shitty to say it as it no doubt sounded but it was their reality now.

"You've seen that happen?" Where he's from, a lot of the time memory was all they had left. Merle, Beth, people that held weight whether he liked it or not. The whole world was ugly, so it wasn't a far stretch to assume this one was too. Whatever it was, afterlife or coma dream.

"You got any idea how the selection process works? Or do these dicks have their fingers in way too many pies?" So far, after surveying the crowd, he hasn't seen a lot of the same. Too many differences between folks for him to think there were patterns and nobody he recognized yet, Daryl didn't know if that was comforting or not. The whole idea of this place was a bad joke, and he knew people like Michonne- Like Rick, hell, even Carol would enjoy the sick sense of humor. It beats walking corpses any day.

"I've had that happen." But of course, she could no sooner tell him what she'd forgotten than she could remember what it was. "That's the thing about how it all works. You don't feel any different. It's not like amnesia or anything it's like they gradually take away pieces of you until you aren't who you used to be."

She knows what she's saying isn't exactly light and easy but Rose figured it was better to know the reality of living here than be fed some line. She knew some people grew to like Atia - as much as anyone could - and she herself had to acknowledge that despite her wishes, she really shouldn't be in a hurry to get back but if you're going to sign up to stick around? You need to know the truth, not the hearts and flowers explanation.

"No clue. But it's pretty common that they bring people you know... at least for most people." Not her, not much. There'd been a few faces over the years but then they were gone, too. "People I know back home... they're better off where they are." Safe. Protected. Rose would have lost her mind if Liss' ever showed up.

"So far I ain't seen nothing besides the neckwear that's even dangerous." Not his kind of dangerous. No blood, or guts, or constantly having to scrape by to survive. Whatever took their memories, if it did wasn't something that Daryl wanted to discuss. She couldn't give him evidence, and since the topic wasn't exactly comforting he'd rather leave it alone. For now.

"Catch-22, right? Nobody wants to be alone but people sure as shit don't wanna sentence their friends to this." More bad humor, because he can tell just by looking at her that alone was like a shield for her, the same way it was for him.

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