Test Drive 001

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Test Drive #001 Welcome to Atonement's first test drive, and thank you very much for stopping by! Please refer to the prompts below for ideas, or simply make up your own, whichever is easiest for you. Prompts Arrival: You don't quite remember how you arrived here. It appears that you're suddenly in a dead land with eerily red skies. The grass is dead, the trees are dying, and there's absolutely no sounds of life beyond your own footsteps, even if it feels like you're being watched somehow. Eventually along the narrow path you follow, you walk through gates that seem to guard a quiet, abandoned town and a sinking feeling starts to settle in that you are far from home and there may not be an easy way back. The sign hanging above the gates simply says "Welcome to Penance: Home Between Homes" and nothing more. Within the gates, there are the leftovers of what may have once been a lively, welcoming little town, if it didn't look as if people either fled or somehow vanished in the blink of an eye. There are dusty shops that are still stocked with supplies, many with their doors busted out or left open. There are homes that haven't been touched in what feels like an eternity but they still have furniture and the remnants of the people who lived there previously. Cars and bikes are littering the streets that are in varying shapes of usability. The more you look, the more unsettling everything becomes... First Punishment: As a show of good will, your hosts will give you a very easy, albeit potentially embarrassing, task to carry out for your punishment this month. First: There will as few secrets in Penance as possible. Transparency is key to atonement. You will reveal at least one sin in a way that will be permanent, which means via tattoo, scarring, branding, or other permanent means somewhere on your person. For those who are unable to be injured or scarred, there will be enchanted items that will be able to pierce even the toughest skin, cut deeper than even increased healing can recover from. All necessary items will be available at the tattoo parlor in town. If desired, characters may also make an announcement on the network listing their sin(s) for judgement from their peers. Please note that if the character insists they are free of sin, they will be provided a list of what they're guilty of by their hosts. Settling: It's time to settle into a home in Penance, either alone or with roommates. There is comfort and safety in numbers after all... Do try not to fight over housing if you've both accidentally chosen the same home... Your hosts will be very unhappy if you start a fight this early on over such a silly thing. If settling down isn't something you feel like doing, you may go and explore anywhere that you'd like, including outside the gates. Please be aware that there may be demonic forms of all types of common animals living outside them that move swiftly and silently. They will vary in aggressiveness and tamability, so please keep this in mind. As a note, all threads may be considered game canon if all parties agree. Hope you have fun and thank you! Game is set to officially open February 1st or when we reach a minimum of 10 players. premise | faq | taken | reserves | apps | hiatus/drop | network | logs | ooc | mods | requests

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punishment, duh. also /dips lightly into broadway musical canon for this

[absinthes]

It's not that he disagrees, necessarily, when he sees the two sins listed on Enjolras' list-- Not with wrath, at least. Pride is something of a debatable thing, though he can see where it might come in. At the end of the day, those two words aren't the surprise.

The surprise is more for the names. The brief stillness in his entire body comes from spotting Gavroche's and feeling like he's been hit with bullets all over again.

His hand rests briefly against his chest as he tries to remember how to breathe again. It's the one with his own sins easily visible.

He's a touch pale when he finally manages to do something like meet the other man's eyes.

"Why...?"

It's hard to find words, for a moment. His gaze drops back to Gavroche's name before he tries again.

"--Why do you have-- their names?"

[logomachist]

For the first stretch, it had been almost a comfort to see Grantaire. For the first stretch, after all, it had been incredibly easy to think of the man as simply a portent of things falling back into place in spite of themselves. Slowly--inevitably--it had begun to drag and prickle and sit unhappily under his skin to feel so very much alone with a single familiar face.

But the movement of Grantaire's hand is arresting. It isn't that it's so terribly familiar as that it fits with the raw sensation he's felt in his own chest inescapably since seeing Gavroche's name in cold black and white.

It takes a heartbeat to find the right words, which is also an entirely unpleasant sensation.

"As a matter of contemplation."

A matter of contemplation he had permanently ticked into his arm, because they had all been staring up at him with the same starkness as half a dozen debatable faults and missed opportunities.

[absinthes]

"A matter of--"

His voice actually chokes just briefly in his throat. There's a sudden, rather heavy lump blocking his airways that only grows every time he looks at Gavroche's name.

So he jerks his gaze away, chest heaving just slightly.

"--What are you-- contemplating?"