speirooc | TEST DRIVE.

TEST DRIVE.
	LOG #1: PLACEBO. Congratulations! You've passed your interview. After successfully walking through the rather fancy and posh Welcome Door from the Doorman's Hallway, you've now found yourself in a section of PLACEBO. When you step out into PLACEBO, the first thing you'll notice is that you're feeling very warm. Don't look up, though; the sun's a little too bright at the moment and needs an adjustment from the Architect, so it's highly recommended you grab an umbrella, hat, or a pair of sunglasses. The second thing you'll notice is that it's bustling with activity. The town centre has people dressed in various clothing and styles walking around who greet you with a quick wave and a friendly "Hi." These are the people of PLACEBO. Most of them are nice. Right now, they have no opinion of you. If you ask these people any questions, they'll be as helpful as they can be, but they don't have all the answers. Some of them will do their best to assist you while others… won't. Nevermind the cold shoulder. Did you see the hot dog stand offering free hotdogs? Grab some food (it's delicious), go explore, perhaps get a nice pair of shoes? If you put your hand in your pocket (don't have pockets? you do now!), you'll find a little business card in it that has your new address on it. This business card is made of thick plastic and is unbreakable and does not burn. If you lose it, a cat will bring it back to you. This is your temporary key card. This might also be a good time to test out your new power. Just be careful of the cats—there's plenty of them running around town, sitting in trees, on tables, and sleeping in chairs. You don't want to make a wrong first impression. LOG #2: WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE. cw mentions: drug use, dangerous animals. Welcome to Jumanji, better known as Earth-95. After Michael briefs everyone in on this mission, you walk through a door covered in vines with leaves poking through the thin gaps between door and hinge. You step foot into a beautiful jungle. Everyone starts in the same area—a thick canopy of trees, bushes and still vines—before wandering off in all directions. It's humid. The leaves around you are damp from a recent rain. The grass beneath your feet is ankle-high and thick and vines from trees slither out like long, unwieldy snakes at the pace of a sloth moving across the road. Remember how Michael said something about appropriate footwear? He was right about one thing: Van Pelt isn't here. It seems like the intrepid explorers of S.P.E.I.R. have been dropped off on Earth-95 before Van Pelt's time. Curious. You'll still need the weapons you brought in your backpacks—and if you didn't bring a backpack, you'll carry them in your hands or pockets. The jungle isn't safe for anyone. Watch out for the alligators in the water, the monkeys in the trees, and did we mention the snakes slithering through the grass? Try not to be bitten by any insects. Their bites have very intense hallucinogenic properties that can last from an hour to half a day if you're not careful. The jungle is also the home to many flourishing ripe fruits. Remember when Michael said not to come on an empty stomach? He really meant that. Eating the fruits of the jungle will lead to a few (and perhaps unwanted) side effects… Red berries: Roses are red, violets are blue, have you ever felt what someone else is feeling, too? After eating a red berry, you'll find yourself forming an empathetic bond with one or more people. You can feel their feelings. Gross. Purple berries: This is your NSFW option. It's getting hot in here, so get Nelly with it. Banana: Do you feel compelled to act on your urges and to say what you think? Bananas make characters more susceptible to being honest. How honest they are is up to you. Red apples: They're just deliciously sweet, beautiful big red apples. There's nothing wrong with them. Except for the fact you can suddenly hear what everyone's thinking. But don't let that distract you from the mission at hand. The fate of Jumanji (or Earth-95) is at stake here. Find the ruby red jewel and return it to the earth. Sounds simple, right? If you want your character to find the ruby red jewel, note that there are many of them out there. They look like a glass pomegranate and are the size of the Rock's palm and are found all throughout the jungle—in trees, ants nests, wasp nests, buried half in the dirt, in the mouths of giant hippos… All you have to do is bury it in some dirt. Super simple when you think about it… NETWORK #1: A/S/L. Did you check your other pocket? Or perhaps your bag? You'll find a very slim looking iPhone that instantly activates once you look at it. This phone will connect to you the wider S.P.E.I.R. network. It's fully encrypted, only requires a little charge every now and then, and has a few cat photos already in the album. You can't delete those. Why would you? The phone has a changeable username and a little profile picture of you. It's your best picture. No, you can't change this photo. How about you say hi on the network? Reach out to your fellow S.P.E.I.R. comrades? Pose an interesting, thought-provoking ice-breaker? Maybe you just want to show a picture of a cat (who doesn't—they're so cute!). @michael Did you know your universe is considered to be 104% perfect if Beyonce exists on it? Discuss. OOC. 'Sup. Welcome to SPEIR where cats rule and that's okay. This is serving as an interest check. SPEIR, as you guys know, is intended to be a chill gpsl. It's not meant to be hardcore like a game, but it is intended to be active—like when your cat awakens and chooses to play with you for 30 minutes and then promptly goes back to sleep. Hopefully the tdm has given you an idea of what the tone is going to be like for SPEIR whenever it opens. Please make sure you mark for any NSFW content. Most importantly, have fun!

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[ Feeling him that close to her, it's almost instructive the way she leans into him, half-pressed against him as he orders. She looks towards him as the woman walks away, eyebrows lifted slightly. ]

I thought I was buying you the snack?

[ Not that she seems genuinely upset at his kindness, even as her eyes narrow playfully. ] Or is this you trying to bribe me out of my sweet drink?

[ smiling close-lipped, liking the fact that he's thrown her (and in a good way), he glances at her from the corner of his eye and shrugs. ] Maybe I want you to buy the next one.

[ and donna says he has literally no game.

nothing nefarious here, izzy lightwood. dick simply wants to be a gentleman and ensure that this happens again. (now, that's where his ineptitude at small talk weaves its wormy way in.) ]

[ Izzy's eyes stay narrowed for a moment, like she's trying to gauge whether that's true or not, before she shakes her head, smiling. (For someone who doesn't have game, it's sure rolling off him in waves right now.) ]

I guess I can't argue with that logic. [ She gives him a playful bump with her shoulder, turning her attention back to the woman as she reappears, bagged croissant in hand. The latte, of course, will take a little bit more to prepare, so Izzy takes the opportunity to step aside so Dick can pay.

She settles on one of the stools at the pick-up counter, angling towards Dick when he joins her again. ] So if you paid today and I'm buying the next one, who's going to pick up the tab for dinner when we do that?

[ dick's a little grateful that he's passing his cash over when izzy hits him with that one. he smiles, grinning from ear to ear like a dork, and pockets his wallet as he looks at her.

stepping to the side to wait for their drinks, he slides his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. ]

I figured we could arm wrestle for it.

[ he shrugs, looking down at her arms. he thinks she could take him. donna's rather lean and she can break his warm with a mere poke of her finger. ]

Seems fair, don't you think?

[ Izzy looks down at her arms as well, then to his before meeting his gaze again. ] Winner gets to pick the restaurant, too?

[ It probably doesn't matter where they eat as they can probably just order whatever they want and get it regardless of the restaurant, but she's curious if he'd risk that in it as well. Not that she'd pick anywhere crazy. ]

[ why not?

dick smiles, big and wide. smugness doesn't quite suit him, but playfulness does. ]

I look forward to winning.

[ he looks away from her when the barista appears with their drinks. he takes both, not offering hers before cocking his head toward the door where they had entered. ]

Oh, [ she laughs, sliding off the stool as Dick turns to the barista. ] What makes you so sure you will?

[ After a quick thanks to the barista Izzy returns her attention to Dick, fully intending on taking one of the cups from him but stopping short when it's not held out to her as she'd expected. An eyebrow quirks up slightly, though she doesn't question him, curious to see if he's just holding it until they're outside or if he's plotting something nefarious.

Either way, she steps outside and holds the door for him, taking a cursory look around for the cat. ]

So chivalrous.

[ dick is, as expected, plotting something nefarious. taking a step back, he's wondering if he wants to plot something nefarious to being with. he only knows izzy from one text message, and this is their first time meeting face to face. he doesn't want to be a total loser, as donna would call him.

outside, he looks for the cat that had graced the stoop, and without her there, decides that his nefarious plan of pretending to give her the cup has fallen through. he offers izzy her hot beverage, knowing that he can easily be a pest some other way.

he's talented. ]

If I didn't believe I would win, would you actually want to warm wrestle me?

Thanks. [ She takes the cup with a smile, wrapping both hands around it as she blows gently into the hole of the lid.

As she starts to walk, Izzy pretends to consider his question. ] No, I guess not. I just hope you don't have your heart set on it. [ She pauses to take a sip of her latte, glancing towards him with a faux-serious look, like what she's about to say is incredibly important. ]

You shouldn't underestimate me; I'm a lot stronger than I look.

I believe it.

[ donna, diana, kory, rachel… they're all stronger than they look and much stronger than him. he bets izzy could prove to be a good warm wrestling match.

he smiles warmly at her. ]

You almost broke my hand in there.

[ It's funny — Izzy's an incredibly confident girl, one that isn't really bashful, yet that smile he gives her makes her stomach do some very intense and complicated little somersaults. She returns the smile easily, though, laughing at what he claims. ]

And to think, I wasn't even trying. [ Her gaze drifts down towards Dick's hand, as though checking to make sure it's okay, then catches his again. ] Should I avoid trying to hold your hand again, just in case? I'd really hate for this date to end with a trip to the hospital.

I think you shouldn't avoid it at all.

[ the game he's showing is something mystical. dick looks at her with a smile, then furrows his brow in a feigned look of thoughtfulness. ]

I think that's the only way my hand's going to feel better.

[ flexing his fingers, he cups the back of his allegedly sore hand with his other. ] Ouch.

You poor thing. [ Her concerned, slightly pouty look is feigned as well, a smile fighting to break through the whole time. ] Here, let me see.

[ Tucking her coffee carefully against her body with an elbow, Izzy takes his hand — very cautiously, as if she truly believed he'd broken something — in both of hers. She looks it over for a moment, turning it over once, and then slips one palm against his while grabbing her cup with the other.

But she goes a step further. Lacing their fingers together, she lifts Dick's hand and presses a light kiss to the back of it, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she watches his face. ]

Better?

[ dick watches her—constant vigilance, a high recommendation from one batman—and smiles softly and small. he's not necessarily one for physical affection, preferring to somehow stumble through words and miraculously charm people.

he chuckles when she kisses the back of his hand, taking him completely off-guard. scrunching up his face, he feigns thought, as if considering whether or not his hand feels better when truly all he's thinking about is how he can get her to keep his hand in hers. ]

A little. It's… still a little sore. But it hurt less with you holding it.

[ Izzy's hardly surprised by that response, but she's certainly not upset by it. She quite likes holding his hand, palm warm against her own. ]

I guess I better keep holding it, then. [ Smiling, she gives him a light squeeze as she lowers their hands between them, fingers still intertwined. ] But it might make flower-picking difficult.

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