THE DRIVE OF TESTING

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Prompt 1: Amnesia

[ You woke up, all your memories having vacated you. Well, that sucks. But hey, no time like the present to go out and figure out things. Maybe someone in your smartphone contacts knows you or what's going on. You open up your smartphone's lock screen and-- hey, that looks relevant. Profile pages! It has your unit name, member names, but no pictures. . .

Well, the rest varies. This one says Likes: Industrial Strength cleaning products, Breakbeat hardcore, Volleyball shorts and Dislikes: Roombas, Electro-industrial, Maid Outfits. The next has a thrilling tale that concludes with the idol mud-wrestling God, though it doesn't mention if they won or not. The third says that the member became an idol because they want to use the television and media attention to get the notice of their long lost sister, and reunite their family. The fourth just has someone's three sizes. The fifth has a detailed astrological profile.

Since no one remembers their names and there's no pictures to match it to, this is actually less helpful than you hoped. And furthermore, the doors aren't opening until you and the rest of the amnesiacs on this unit tell it who is who. Looks like you and the rest of these people have to discuss which of you is more likely to have mud-wrestled god, and who joined because they really want to find their long-lost sister. Or you can just use the tape-measure that was left sitting on the main table of the center room, that might be a quick way to settle at least one of these things. ]

Prompt 2: Memory Regain

[ You saved up your points, performing in Games or Lives or Vids, something or other until you had enough points to put the order in.

You didn't really know how to expect a memory to look like, but as it turns out there's just an alert on your app. Once you click it, a playback starts-- on the screen, and in your mind. You remember something now.

However, in buying the cheap version, that just broadcasted to several other people's phones in the area as well as all screens in the area. Cool. That was definitely what you were trying to do. ]

Prompt 3: Game Time

[ Welcome to the Game Tower. Today's game is a sort of mad fake phantom thief free-for-all. You arrived, were given top hats and cloaks, and the inside floor of the tower had been remodeled to resemble an art museum, with a giant roulette wheel right by the elevator you exited. Below that was a little slot, where today's hologram host explained the wheel would spit out a slip with a goal just for you.

So you have a little slip of paper with a goal on it, and no way of knowing what anyone else's goals are, though you did see the big roulette wheel being spun at the beginning letting you know the some of the possibilities:

♚Steal a heart
♚Steal a life
♚Steal an object
♚Steal a kiss
♚Steal someone's clothes
♚Steal someone's shoes
♚Steal a secret
♚Steal the giant statue from the center of the museum
♚Steal the portrait that depicts your true love

...well, waiting around isn't going to get you any points. Get to it, temporary phantom thief! ]

Prompts 4: Fanmail

[ Today, trying to take the elevators up from the lobby to access the apartments you and the other units live in just isn't working. Upon the doors being pried open, you found out why quickly: the elevator shaft was jammed up with fan mail, so it couldn't properly descend. Letters cascades out from between the open doors: letters from people who watch you play games, do lives, make vids, and probably all sorts of other things on those omnipresent cameras.

Are you really going to read these? Though right at your feet, a few have spilled from their envelopes. Now you can't help but read those. Here's one in purple glitter pen that says, jesus just come into my home and strangle me with your hair and one that is written with newspaper cut out letters (alarmingly reminiscent of a calling card written by a serial killer) that reads incongruently hello my soft best child ur good and valid and I love you forever plz be ok don't listen 2 the haterz u have done nothing wrong. Oh, and here's one asking if you can wear tighter pants for your next live, they want a better shot of your ass for their shrine. This one just says MARRIED?

Well, it's just as well you have no idea who those were for. Most this fanmail isn't for you. Except for the few that you just read, they're all labeled in envelopes for different people from all the units. Time to read other people's fanmail. Or try and find them and deliver the fanmail. Or just start a big fire in the middle of the lobby, you could do that too. ]

Prompts 5: Wildcard

Feel free to make your own prompt. Here is a link to specific unit information, if you would like to use it as inspiration.

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Marceline | Adventure Time

[stakesthesame]

[ 1.

let's say she's either sensitIV, WILD CITY, or ☆ZRAEL for now, whatevs. Here's a weird pointy-ears and fangs greyish skinned girl flipping through the profile with a look of, uh, uncertainty. ]

Dag, who even are these nerds. Red crayons? Volleyball shorts??? Don't people have hobbies around here?

[ 2.

Turns out fooling around like a big dingus and buying a memory makes for some pretty rad jams. ]

Woah, sick tunes. That's me? I'm so totally deep.

2

[puzzlekeeper]

[ uhhhhhhhhhhhh ]

Interesting lyrics . . .

1

[bitterwiththesweet]

For your information, my unit happens to have the bestest hobby in the world: science!

haru okumura | persona 5

[mapsio]

1.

[ Definitely wall-flowering for the moment while she's trying to figure out what in the actual world any of these profiles mean. An idol mud-wrestling god? She takes a look at herself, and then back to the profile... skipping that one completely. ]

Goodness, who would just have sizes as a profile?

[ Though don't mind her if she's actually looking herself up and down to see if any of these sizes may match her at all. For this one, think like... HSS or Pep Pep for her.]

3.

[ Something about this just doesn't seem right. Who really knows why though. She's clutching her slip of paper and looking for the nearest target. If she could just get a jacket or maybe an accessory... then she could be done with this ridiculous game. ]

Excuse me, could I bother you for a moment?

[ The best way to steal is to be nonchalant about picking a target, right? One hundred percent unassuming. ]

4.

[ This is an obligatory she found some really scandalous fanmail and she kind of looks so red she might pass out. ]

Terrible! Despicable! [ She really shouldn't have looked. ]

4 - y halo thar

[criminaljustice]

[hi, that's his fanmail, thanks. time to yoink--

...

oh boy.

he recognizes that face.

and not from his own memory. yet.]

3

[afailedmurder]

[The handsome young man in the wizard outfit turns to greet her pleasantly.]

Of course, it's hardly a—

[and there's the spark of recognition]

—bother. What can I do for you?

3

[artisticliberty]

[ZERO RECOGNITION, AND YET]

May I help you?

3

[asonoficeandfire]

[he's dressed as fancily as she is, also turning around]

Ah yes, what do you need?

Joshua Bright | Trails in the Sky

[speakssoftly]

[3]

[Joshua ditches the hat and cloak instantly, though he does fold them neatly and leave them on a convenient surface by the elevator, fair game for anyone who wants ?extra cloak or hat?. He's pacing the "museum" and muttering to himself, glaring at his little slip of paper. As he comes closer, you can catch a bit of what he's complaining about.]

--really don't want anything to do with emulating that guy...

[4]

[fanmail time! you may catch Joshua reading a fan letter with an utterly calm expression, and just as calmly shredding it into teeny tiny pieces. nothing to see here.]

[5]

[for whatever reason, Joshua has been bullied into a maid outfit! whoever did it really went whole hog, too, and got him some high quality hair extensions. he honestly passes pretty damned well, and has been convinced to go about his day like this. which is why he's down in the kitchens, cooking, as is common for him, except he's radiating a murderous aura.]

5

[awakenerd]

Wow something sme..lls... good...

[Hmm. Well that aura says back the fuck away but he's already blundered in here.]

Uh. Am I interrupting something?

4

[deerlyloved]

[just. real quietly watching while he does that.]

...Bad one?

4

[crimsonbloom]

[ She was watching him tear it up while shaking out all the glitter from one of the letters she got. ]

Something bad?

option 3!

[dragonheartedgirl]

[ emulating someone...? Oh. ] Do you mean Phoenix? Because you already look so much like him?

Ryuko Matoi | Kill la Kill

[seamrips]

[1]

Hey! Open the damn doors, you assholes!

[There is a valiant effort of banging on the door for a good few minutes. Sometimes she even tries to see if she can kick it down, but of course, to no avail. Finally, she huffs and goes over closer to the group, her eyes glancing towards the measuring tape and then back to the phone.]

Ah, man they're really gonna make us do this aren't they? Bastards.

[3]

[This is a fucked up game and she's really not into it! But she's gotta get out to do... something. That's all she knows. And she feels ready to fight. But she hasn't really met anyone that actually deserves a serious asskicking. So instead she just approaches whomever she corners at a lazy gait and then makes a "give it here" gesture.]

Alright, hand 'em over. I don't wanna have to kick your ass and I don't think you wanna have it kicked. So let's just make this easy.

[4]

[She thumbs through a few letters with an eyebrow raised. Occasionally cringing or turning slightly red at what she reads.]

This is so embarrassing. Who writes crap out like this and then sends it to someone? Jeez.

[She crumples them up and tosses them behind her.]

3 fight me

[puzzlekeeper]

Oh? Am I being mugged?

[ finally he's waited his whole life ]

3

[rosebyanothername]

[ she's approached a tall teenage girl who doesn't seem ... scared or threatened by the approach per se, instead more thoughtful than anything. ]

Ah, what could it be that you're after? Is it my life? My money? Or ... my heart?

leonardo watch | blood blockade battlefront

[watchin]

amnesia;

[ well, this young man is sitting there with a bemused expression on his face, eyes squinted shut.... until he opens them and they look, well, freakish? yep, freakish. it's only for a second, then he's squinting them shut and closing his eyes again. what a weird way to get introduced to a unitmate. ]

Um. Are you the one who likes... [ a glance down at the phone. ] industrial strength cleaning products?

[ look he's not here to judge. maybe. ]

game time;

[ well, this is.... something. even without memories, this guy is a wimp, so how they expect him to pull this off is a true mystery. in fact, he's red in the face and shaking a litte as he squints down at his paper. (it's steal a kiss. ) ]

[ but hey, he needs these points. he needs his memories back. so. ]

E-Excuse me!

[ here comes an extremely short guy your way!! think fast. ] I'm sorry about this!

[ and then he goes for a kiss on your cheek very suddenly. that... counts, right? ]

memory;

[ he's done it! he's finally gotten enough points to win back a memory. (un?) fortunately, he can only afford the cheap option, which means it's getting broadcasted for everyone to see. yay! ]

[ behold: him delivering pizza and getting the shit beaten out of him ]

[ there is a long silence after this plays out. ]

Well. That explains nothing.

[ or does it? ]

memory; I SEE YOU!!!

[puzzlekeeper]

[ he doesn't know what pizza is yet but clearly it's EXTREMELY valuable ]

I think it proves you have a very dangerous profession.

[incisus]

[ 001. This whole prompt is that his profile says LIKES: SALTED BRAINS and he's left scratching at the side of his cheek as he tries to figure it out. He's definitely mumbling something about brains, anyways.

003. This other whole thing is ridiculous. Steal a portrait of someone he loves? He doesn't remember anyone.

So, he's just going to be cagily staring at a portrait, wrinkling his nose. Looks like he's about to reach out for it when—

His stomach is roaring. ]

3

[speakssoftly]

...Didn't eat before you came over?

zero two / darlingin the franxx / sort of nsfw?

[strelizia]

[ You just got a memory. It doesn't really matter which one it is, because there; there's a pink haired, red horned girl leaning in to study the screen playing your memory.

Naked. Completely. Top to bottom. She sure doesn't seem to give a shit. ]

Hmm... I wonder who they are?

[seamrips]

Uhhh. I dunno. Guess the guys upstairs are being cheap on the details.]

[The other girl gets a glance before her gaze moves determinedly forward.]

Francis Gariel | OC

[deerlyloved]

[1.]

[While everyone else is discussing, this tall, thin dandelion of a guy is selecting a random profile and claiming it without a word.

Those are definitely not his three sizes but honestly who cares? He certainly doesn't seem to -- there's no particular expression on his face at all.]

It's not real anyway.

[3.]

[After wandering around the museum with his slip for awhile, Francis has arrived at the prescribed giant statue. How is anyone supposed to move that?? He has no idea, so he stands there staring up at it for awhile.

He gives it a brief shove.

Stares some more.

Then with a small sigh he tries to climb it. He's a noodle so it's rough going -- he gets halfway up and then slides back down onto the floor, where he sprawls out and looks up at the ceiling with a blank expression.]

No.

1

[rehellion]

Kid if those are you three sizes I'm a fucking leprechaun.

Jun Kurosu | Persona 2

[floriographys]

1. Amnesia

[So, this 5'7" japanese boy with the cute emo hair is just... looking down at his phone with the profiles with a measure of disappointment. He didn't remember anything. And who were these guys?]

I don't even know what "Breakbeat Hardcore" is.

[And the strological profile is garbage too, since he can't remember his birthday! Useless.]

I don't suppose anyone else remembers any of thier likes or dislikes. Or birthdays?

3. Game Time

[Well, there were a couple of ways for Jun to get his goal done. He's not going to bother with the top hat and cloak because that's not his style, okay? He's not really much for the thieving thing, but if he's got to then he's got to.

He's in this to win it. ]

Ah, hello~ [He finds the first person he can, sidling up to them rather quickly.]

I don't suppose you and I could... work together? I'm not really... great at this. [He blushed a little at the admittance, turning his head away and biting at a knuckle, looking nervous.]

4. Fanmail

[Now here's the thing- Jun puts on a good show of the 'cute' thing. He also does a really good 'flustered' and 'shy', and he loves the cute clothes he gets stuck in, playing the role of the sweet, young, effeminate boy perfectly, but he's not really all of that. At least, not right here and right now. He's no shrinking violet, frightened by words on paper.

So when he sees the letters, he scoffs and sneers, kicking them out of the way.]

Annoying.

[But he's nosy curious too, so of course he'll grab a few. This time he'll actually read the names on the envelopes before tearing into them and checking them out.

It'd be easy to find Jun in the lobby, a pile of opened envelopes on the floor near him as he reads through them. Some are quite salacious, but most are such a bore.]

"You're so inspiring", hmph. So many of these. Just a bunch of kids pretending they know any of these jerks. And the sad, desperate ones begging them to marry them. Ugh.

3. Also: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

[motorcycle_noises]

[ He wasn't even paying attention to who was talking to him at first. But thieving is his style-- it's literally in the unit description? Even if he tends to go for the sillier options. So he doesn't look up at first when he gives his distracted answer. ]

Sure, I can---

[ And then he glances over. He hasn't had a lot of memories back, or context for them but-- it's enough to immediately recognize Jun's face. It takes him a moment to catch his breath, and to find the rest of his answer. ]

---help?

Lamp, Child of the Stars

[aimforthestars]

3.

[This fluffy haired man is walking around the place with a slip of paper in his hand. He'll try balancing it on his nose for a while, and chew on it for a second. After a few moments of humming and hawwing over the piece of paper, he sits down right in the middle, and places his chin in his hand.

VERY DEEP IN THOUGHT.

If you walk by him, he's gonna try to cling to your ankle.]

I need it.

4.

[Fluffy man has a bunch of letters in his hand, practically covered in glitter for some reason. It seems like almost all of his fanmail was filled with various types of glitter and confetti so now it is everywhere.

If you get anywhere near him, he's going to throw glitter at you so you too can be a child of the stars.]

Ah, that's a look!

[unperturbed]

[this guy is also pretty fluffy, though he's smol and has more hair, which he seems to have given up on doing anything with today.]

Goodness, what a big child. [He smiles good-naturedly at the guy attached to his leg, perhaps more amused than bemused.] You need what now, dear?

Minato Arisato, Persona 3

[doorstopper]

1.

[Sits up in bed.

. . .

Flips through the phone. Looks at all of the profiles.

Lies back down in bed. Covers head with blanket.

Flips through the phone under the covers.

He's never leaving.

Nice knowing you.

Thanks.

Bye.]

5.

[You might catch this guy walking around, headphones over his ears, tapping to the beat.

But if you look up close, the headphones aren't connected to anything at all?

But he's tapping to . . . nothing then? What is he doing???]

1

[speakssoftly]

[after a while, it's clear that there's literally someone missing from the conversation, so this guy starts... investigating.

which means there's a gentle tugging on the covers as a warning.]

It's time to get up.

Fuyuhime no Kami | OC

[crimsonbloom]

3.

[ This girl for one seems to be pretty amused by the costume she's got, adjusting the top hat as she reads the little slip of paper.

Then she pauses and seems to be thinking real hard. Kind of hard to 'steal a heart' when she neither interested in doing it literally nor knows how to romance. Hmmm.

So instead she waves you over. Yes, you! ]

Excuse me~ Could you spare a moment?

4.

[ While she's reading fanmail she mostly reacts with some mix of curiosity and confusion, the the latter increasing over time. The one she's reading makes her tilt her head, tilting more and more as she apparently goes through the letter until her head's practically on one side. ]

Why do a lot of these ask me to kill them? I don't think my hair is meant to be used for strangling?

Toudou Jinpachi | Yowamushi Pedal

[nemurerumori]

[1.

Staring at all of the useless information given to him through the smartphone. It was all just that, useless, and the look on his face really showed it. He found himself commenting out loud about each of the idol information parts he was finding ]

The first one's interests are boring. No one cares about the second one unless they one won. Third one... cheapening the attention of their fans. Are you really serious with intentions like that? The fourth...

[ Wait, are those sies serious? He just huffs. There was no way. ]


[4.

After the cascade of fanmail, you will find him organizing all of the letters by the group and individual member. It's a big undertaking, but he's cleared out space for it and is getting to work. He's gotten through a small chunk of it already. ]

This is irresponsible. How are you supposed to answer fans when things are handled this carelessly?