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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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Big sunglasses: possibly, if they go with my outfit. Flowers: probably not, but I can't make any promises.

But I can promise to always use deodorant and to never wear clothes made from burlap.

That makes me feel ten times better because I was really concerned about my image. Walking with someone who's dressed in a burlap sack? Can't do it.

Maybe we can be friends after all.

If you EVER see me in something like that, please have me checked out immediately because there's something wrong.

I promise you won't regret it. :)

What do you look like? Just so I don't confuse you with all the other hippies this place is brimming with.

[ smooth?

#smooth ]

We definitely wouldn't want that.

[ It'd be easy enough to describe herself, but where's the fun in that? Instead, Izzy snaps a selfie and sends it to him (minus the nose ring ofc). ]

Does that help?

[ dick is ready to reconsider his stance on hippies. actually, consider them checked and reformed. ]

You definitely fit the hippie bill. Where's your flower? Maybe we should add that to the list of things to do while we're here.

[ somewhere, he wants to shove this conversation in donna troy's face and show her he is good at small talk! ]

Are you asking me out on a flower-hunting date, Dick?

[ ...here's hoping that's actually his name and not just a bad choice of username. ]

Because I can't give a proper answer if I don't know who I'd be looking for.

[ Izzy's not shallow enough to only be interested in someone based on their looks, but she's genuinely curious. And it's only fair, right? ]

[ the advantage of talking via text is that he can catch himself before he says something very "dick-like" and very off-topic. but the disadvantage? it's this.

give him a few moments, he has to flag someone down to assist him. he sends her a photo. ]

I asked her to take the photo. I'm not really good at the whole… taking a photo thing.

[ he's not a selfie guy, but he tries. ]

[ The wait is definitely worth it, so Izzy's not going to complain about it. ]

I'd be happy to give you some tips while we're searching for flowers.

[ Which also means she's accepting his invitation. Lucky him. ]

My friend would say I'm unteachable.

[ what do you say to a pretty girl? all the things your best friend says to demean you. given, all of it's true—only some of donna's commentary is wrong. ]

But if you're up for the challenge, I'm going to try and grab a coffee. There's a friendly cat that likes to sit on the stoop.

[ that, yes, he spoke to and has formed an incredible friendship with. ]

Lucky for me, I'm always up for a challenge. And coffee. Cats, however, I'm currently undecided on. I never had pets growing up, so it's been a bit of an adjustment.

[ Can the cats here really be called pets, though?

Whatever. Not important. What is important is her heading out to meet up with Dick, which she's doing right now. ]

[ it's a good thing dick happened to be just a few buildings away from the coffee shop with a cat on its stoop. he sits down next to the feline and tells it not to judge him, he's meeting a cute hippie. don't tell her he said that. ]

And here I was hoping you knew the secret to cats.

I wonder if they like hippies? I've heard these ones are hippie-eating cats.

I haven't been eaten so far, but if our cafe-friend turns out to be hungry for hippies, I hope you'll protect me.

[ It's a tease that's all for flirtation purposes; Izzy could handle herself if it came to that.

She's not terribly far away either, but it'll take a few minutes for her to get there. Best to keep her entertained while she's walking, Dick. ]

Oh, I don't know. If I'm being honest, I'm wavering on the whole accepting being a hippie's friend.

I'll need some convincing.

[ like a flower behind the ear or her getting this cat to at least acknowledge he's sitting beside it. she's licking herself and ignoring him even though her tail brushes against his leg. ]

You're never going to let me live that down, are you?

[ She'd actually be bothered by it if she weren't as clearly non-hippie as she is. Not that there's anything wrong with that aesthetic, but it's definitely not what she's going for. ]

What kind of convincing do you need? And how much is it going to take? I'd really prefer not to be eaten by hungry cats if it can be helped, but if it's going to take a while, I might have to find someone else to take over.

[ he's never ever going to let her live it down, no. good thing she realises that. ]

I think you could buy me a croissant. Maybe one with Nutella? I'd feel a little more like jumping in front of a cat that wanted to eat you on a full stomach.

[ She's smart like that. ]

That sounds doable. I might even splurge and get your coffee, too.

I think I see you. Cafe with a red roof?

[ And a cute guy trying to get a cat to pay attention to him. ]

And a cool cat on the step? Yeah, that's me.

Just so you know, the cat loves me.

[ the cat is literally ignoring him.

even though he should stand and step out so that it's obvious she has the right red roof, he doesn't. god forbid the cat take that as a sign of offense... and he kind of wants to see if the cat will start to like him now that someone's coming that could take his attention away from her.

all the long-haired dark cat will do when izzy approaches is roll onto her back and stretch out, kicking dick in the leg. ]

Does stretching mean you're having a good day or you want me to leave?

[ the cat continues to ignore him. ]

[ Izzy slips her phone into her back pocket rather than sending another text since she's just a few feet away at that point. But when she gets closer and sees the cat kick him, she can't help but laugh. ]

I can feel the love from here. [ She circles around Dick and leans down, reaching a hand out slowly towards the cat. She eyes Izzy but otherwise stays put, which she takes as an invitation. The cat may not have paid Dick much mind, but she lets Izzy pet her, fingers scratching behind her ear. ]

Looks like I may have just stolen your friend. [ She glances over at dink, still petting the cat. ] I hope that doesn't ruin our plans.

How —

[ dick shakes his head and looks at the cat like she's betrayed him. he honestly thought perhaps robin would have had bad luck with cats (bats tended to, after all) but as nightwing? so betrayed, so utterly betrayed. ]

This isn't fair. The power of the hippie… [ he leans over the cat. ] You were supposed to be my friend.

[ the cat seems interested in licking izzy's fingers.

he peers up at izzy. ]

I can't believe you came and stole my friend.

[ When he leans over to talk to the cat Izzy takes the opportunity to look over his face (way cuter in person) so when he turns to her, he catches her looking. But she hardly looks embarrassed or ashamed. ]

Sorry. [ Even the apology seems a bit insincere with her smile, her gaze drifting back to the cat as it nudges her hand with its head. She scratches it for a moment longer before standing up again, the cat standing as well, taking a second to stretch before lumbering off to a stretch of sunlight on the opposite end of the cafe's porch. ]

Looks like we're both out of luck now. Feel like getting that croissant?

I'm starving. [ he leans closer to her, keeping an eye on the cat and mock whispers, ] She was keeping me here on purpose.

[ pushing himself to stand, he brushes his hands against the back of his jeans. with a quick glance to the cat to see that she is, indeed, no longer interested, he extends a hand to izzy. ]

Hogging you all to herself, hmm? [ She follows suit, voice low and intended only for him, her eyes on the cat.

But as he stands, Izzy looks to him again, smiling when he offers his hand. She slips her own into it easily, passing her thumb briefly over the back of Dick's hand. ]

I was thinking we could take the coffee and croissants to go, maybe walk and eat while we're flower hunting? Unless you don't think our new friend will let us leave that quickly.

[ with a glance down at the cat, dick knows what her answer is: she wants them to go. this is, after all, her stoop, and dick hadn't asked her if she welcomed company. ]

Uh, I'm okay if we walk. Leave her to her busy day of guarding her stoop.

[ the cat peers up at dick and with his free hand, he lifts it in greeting and in a very silent apology. then, she rolls around and ignores him.

he leans towards izzy and whispers, ] I'm very intimidated and I think she hates me, so I think we should go.

[ Izzy attempts, perhaps a little half-assed, to hide her amusement but it doesn't work very well. At the very least, she does manage to cover her grin with her hand as she looks from him to the cat and back again. ]

I didn't think you'd scare so easy. Maybe it's because you're part bird now. [ Which is... a weird thing to say, maybe, but she seems pretty unphased.

Regardless, she uses their hand-holding to lead Dick into the coffee shop, purposefully putting herself (with a bit of dramatic emphasis) between him and the cat. ] I won't let her eat you, I promise.

[ Never mind that they'd joked about the cats here eating hippies. ]

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oh no my good place chrome add on got that last tag, whoops

i didn't even notice!

good!

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