pt_memes | Test Drive

Welcome to the first Test Drive Meme for Phantom Thieves International! Use this post to try out your characters. If you have at least 10 comments in threads with at least two different characters (a thread being 4 or more comments from you), this can be used as the RP Sample for your Application.

Testrun Prompts

Something growing teenagers and college students often share is a love of large portions of greasy food delivered quickly and for a bargain price. For teenagers, their limited spending power and large appetites makes this an ideal combination, whereas college students often don’t have the money to eat well, or even regularly, so the occasional large meal is a rare but valued treat. To that end, a local diner has come up with a rather ingenious scheme - the Omegaburger, a $25 two-pound burger with a generous helping of fries and an extra large soft drink. If you can finish the burger in 10 minutes, your meal is free.

It’s definitely a gamble, so it hasn’t had too many takers, and whenever anyone tries it’s always announced with a great deal of fanfare and curious onlookers. Are you one of these onlookers? Are you a poor fool who has taken up the challenge? Did you just succeed (or fail) and now need to be extremely sick? Are you the unfortunate friend of an idiot who took on the challenge and has now decided to be very sick on your shoulder?

II.

Delving into a Palace can be a strange and terrifying experience. Today, you and your fellow Phantom Thieves find themselves in a distorted circus funhouse, full of mirrors and illusions that make it impossible to discern where you are. All around you, distorted reflections abound and clown-masked Shadows lurk behind every corner, waiting to pounce on unsuspecting thieves.

How is your team handling this? Are you afraid? Emboldened? Does someone on your team have a sick sense of humor and is actually enjoying themselves? Or are you too busy getting attacked to develop much of an opinion besides “need to stab these things now”?

III.

Rush-hour in LA can charitably described as a violation of human rights, but it’s usually not THIS bad. Perhaps the source is that giant police blockade that has cordoned off several streets in downtown LA for an undetermined reason. Motorists are forced to go around and pedestrians who stray to close to the blockage may be met with questions. The police themselves are a grim lot, heavily armed and looking much more the part of an army than a civilian police force. Pedestrians who stray too close seem to be subject to pointed questions or rebuff from the assembled officers.

Got somewhere to be? Not gonna happen. Look suspicious? You might have an officer scrutinizing you with care. Getting belligerent? That’s really not a good idea right now. But that’s OK, right? It’s not like you have anything to hide.

IV.

You’ve managed to score an invite to a pretty swinging block party. Rumor has it that some Hollywood casting folks will be present as well. If you’re in LA to make it big in Hollywood (and let’s face it, who isn’t in this town?) then you have to be there. As for the party itself, well, the alcohol is plentiful, the ID checks are cursory, the music is… high in volume if nothing else, and the people are pleasantly fake and often overdressed.

What are you doing here, anyway? Looking to score a big break? Dragged here by some friends? Want some free booze? Are underage and want some free booze? Are actually part of the industry and trying to avoid having to deal with all these posers so you can have a damn beer in peace?

The holiday season has come to a close, which means it’s back to the grind. Whether you’re in school or working, it means getting up at an ungodly hour, dragging yourself out of bed, and being a productive member of society. For students, that means returning from a long holiday and trying to pretend you didn’t forget everything you learned in the last semester. For office workers, well, that means you have no holidays to look forward to for about five months.

How are you doing? Hung over? Tired? Resentful that you have to work again? Just glad to be out of the house and doing something productive? How about your friends and/or coworkers? Glad to see them? Already want to punch them after five minutes?

VI.

Wildcard! Feel free to make your own prompt.

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IV

Lucio did better than score an invite. He scored a gig! This was his biggest DJ job yet, and if he wanted to make it big he had to NOT fuck this up! So far, he's been mixing up a storm from the DJ booth, and it's all going well.

Maybe you're here to request a song. Maybe he's at the bar during a break while someone else covers for a few minutes. Either way, even with a non-alcoholic drink (drinking while he's working at a gig this important? Not on your life!), he's having a good night.

"Yo what's up. Great party, right?"

V

First day of classes is always brutal. Lucio had a lotta fun over break, but now he's sitting in the back of the Psych 101 (look you need to get those GURs hammered out at some point) auditorium. The classroom is huge, with at least 200 students in it, which is why he can get away with slowly letting his head lean back against the wall behind him and nodding off.

No one cared until he started to snore.

VI

Lucio wore dark clothes and a beanie over his distinctive hair. You probably are dressed similarly. It was the middle of the damn night. You are both here because this major corporation who's LA HQ you are outside of has been working to recruit people living in the poorer neighborhoods in the area with what looked like good jobs but have been rapidly getting worse and worse. After months of attending protests and researching legal action, Lucio has had enough.

Basically, he talked you into helping him break into their offices so you both can see what kind of trouble you can cause for them.

"Okay! You ready for this?"

Sinbad is too young to be at this party, but drinking's only a fringe interest this time, so he managed to avoid drawing too much suspicion by not getting into a position where he's carded, but he's certainly can be seen, flitting around, trying to schmooze with producers and band members, even flirting - though he got rebuffed on the latter. He was sitting at the bar, writing in a beat up note book, placing a couple of business cards in his pocket when he notices Lucio and waves in greeting, before grinning when he recognizes the face.

"Oh hey," he closes the notebook, sitting up a little straighter. "taking a break, I take it?"

"I'm an artist, not a machine." He said, and tapped the side of his head "The miracle worker needs time to rest or you'll get sub-par beats."

And no one wants that.

VI

"Ready as ever!"

Locke was in black with a black bandanna tied around his face. No point in making it easy for the cops.

"Then let's rumble."

Lucio pulled up a bandana to cover his OWN face, then darted across the parking lot towards the maintenance entrance, which he had been assured would have gum jammed in the lock so it wouldn't close properly.

Locke isn't far behind. Pressing his back against the wall, he casually looks around the premises.

"You're clear."

The door DID open. Excellent. Lucio slipped in and looked around.

"Now if I were damning evidence of corporate corruption, where would I be hiding?"

Probably not by the janitor's entrance. So time to go poking around further in the building.

Test Drive - Pre-Game

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