+ ENTRANCEWAY TEST DRIVE MEME +

[vitaelamorte]

HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

Your mind is a car, a car in the vastness of the universe, slowly going down the road which connects thought upon thought and you glance at your hands as they grasp the steering wheel, wondering if you are fit to master the curves of creativity, to weather the rocky roads of prose, to order a cool glass of beer at the roadhouse of inspiration no wait a second you can't order a beer you're driving you're test driving your mind car drunk what have you done WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THIS IS THE MIND POLICE SLOW DOWN AND PULL OVER IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE UNDER ARREST I SAID SLOW DOWN THIS IS--

ENTRANCEWAY
TEST DRIVE MEME

►► Take a brand new muse out for a drive, bring an old voice and try Wonderland's setting and population on for size. See how that Mirror personality fits your character! Post a top level comment, tag into other people's starters, enjoy yourself!

►► Any scenario goes! Thread out your character's arrival, have them act like a long-established resident, let our past events inspire your scene, or write up literally any Wonderland-based scenario you feel like playing with!

►► If you want to take it a step further, check out our NAVIGATION for all the game info you'll need, and our INPUT & INQUIRIES page for any missing pieces. If that's got you convinced, the pages for RESERVES and APPLICATIONS are right there for you!

►► Please only note that any threads made as part of the test drive meme are not game canon, and cannot be used for the activity check OR as samples for any future applications. Thank you for understanding!

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Comments

david haller ( legion )

[yelloweyed]

ARRIVAL

Last thing David knew, he was falling asleep in one of the beds at Summerland after being rescued from a threatening interrogation at the hands of well-armed mystery people that threatened to kill him after he's been off his meds for a week. Only apparently he doesn't need his meds, or so Melanie Bird claims. He's only half-sure the woman and Summerland are real.

But clozapine withdrawal is a hell of a thing when you've been taking it for several years. So he's definitely sure, when he wakes up on the bench of a garden rather than a bed in a cubicle, that he's hallucinating. He laughs to himself, then dreamily drops onto his knees on the ground and touches a yellow flower.

He doesn't know what kind of flower it is. Daisy? Buttercup? Whatever it is, there's a patch of them in a vintage-style ceramic planter.

"Try not to eat those," Lenny Busker says, appearing behind him in gardening overalls and a wide-brimmed sun hat, complete with gloves. "They're poison."

"Why would I eat a flower? I'm not that crazy," David protests. "Kinda hungry, though."

"Ah, ah, ah," Lenny says, wagging her finger at him. She grips him by the scruff of his collar and bodily shoves him back onto the bench. "We both know you're hallucinating your dead friend right now, so you're about, I'd say... a 9.5 on the buttercup-eating scale. Figure out where you are first, or wander around like a lost crumb nibbling fresh rosemary." She thrusts her pointer finger into his chest, laughing at him. "Learn now, eat later, capisce?"

She disappears from view. David looks around to see where she went, or where he is, whatever comes first.

It's not helping. He suddenly feels more nauseous than hungry, though that's probably the withdrawal talking.

Meanwhile, anyone who happened to catch sight at the time would not have seen or heard Lenny at all, just David talking to himself and stumbling back onto the bench.

NETWORK

so.
nothing like feeling that ol' paranoia every time you catch sight of yourself in a reflection, it's really something.
it's funny, at the hospital we weren't allowed mirrors because we might smash them and now i guess the prophecy is fulfilled. or whatever.
also, i really love oversharing apparently. nice to meet everyone?
i'm david and i'm trying to get used to this portable phone thing. it's really cool, actually.

MINDSCAPE

[There's a field of tall, strange flowers that don't have petals so much as little balls of yellow light, stretching out further and further into the darkness. These flowers are the only source of light around, as visions of a boy's childhood come and go as if they are giant projections into the starless night sky.

There's a haunted feeling here, as if something lurks in the darkness, perhaps where the flowers are more sparse. A feeling like you really want to get out of here before something notices you.

Concentrate on the visions of David's years as a child or teenager if you wish, or explore further to find a way out of this foreboding place.]