TEST DRIVE / JAN '25 / BETA.

[eagan]

Test drive. Welcome to AFTER LIFE, a game based in the world of Severance! This test drive serves as a place to help you figure out what characters you'd like to bring into the game. Some details (housing, etc.) may require further out of character conversation; please refer to the OOC meet and greet! These prompts are all relatively low-stakes as a reflection of the nature of the game: slice-of-life until character and player interaction bring out the more psychological horror/thriller aspects of the setting. If none tickle your fancy, feel free to provide wildcard prompts of your own. The test drive is open to anyone. We encourage messing around here to figure out exactly how you'd like to port your character into Kier! Threads may also be considered game canon if you so wish. Got any questions? Check the FAQ or ask in the comments. outies: deals all the way down. There's a sale on at Lindt's Groceries! Discounts on pretty much anything you could imagine! The store is a middle-sized, relatively bougie, locally-owned grocery, with aisles stocked full of food and general necessities, as well as a small counter for deli meats and fish, and another two across the shop stocked with hot food (rotisserie chicken, sandwiches, sides) and a very limited selection of sushi (some sashimi, some hand rolls). And right now, there's a 20% discount on anything in the shop (supposedly to celebrate someone's birthday, though whose, you have no idea). Are you browsing the aisles? Are you working a shift? Are you checking out? outies: rain, rain, go away. It's a grey and cloudy day, and as the cherry on top of the gloomy day cake, it's started to rain. The closest place to get out of the downpour is We Love Books, the local bookstore. Like Lindt's, it's not huge — it's not so big as a Barnes & Noble — but it's big enough, and obviously well-maintained. Maybe there's a book you've been meaning to pick up? Or maybe you're really just waiting out the rain. Or you could stop at Leaves of Grass, the cafe next door, and get a coffee, tea, or hot chocolate to help warm up the cold day. Or maybe the rain doesn't bother you at all, and you're totally willing to keep on trucking. Are you brave enough to ask someone for a spare umbrella? outies: neighborly fun. You've been invited to a night of board games and conversation by a neighbor — or maybe just a friend of a friend. Either way, you're in a stranger's (nice, midcentury) house with a bunch of people you've never met before. There's wine, there's charcuterie, there's seltzer — bits and bobs for consumption until the games begin in earnest. (You've heard that some people at the party might be Severed — are you?) Why not say hi to the person standing next to you? Or remain a wallflower and see if a more enterprising guest will decide to bestow you with a conversation starter. innies: another day in paradise. The elevator doors open, and another normal day at work begins. You know the way to your office, and don't see anyone else on the way there. What's your routine to get settled when a day starts? Do you like your coworkers? Do you like the work you do? Have you been doing it for a million years, or is this your first day? Maybe you're a manager making sure everything is running smoothly? innies: waiting for wellness. For one reason or another, you've been given the opportunity to visit the Wellness Center for a session. Except someone seems to have made a scheduling mistake — as you sit in the waiting room, you hear footsteps coming from the hallway. You've never run into anyone from another department before; in fact, the idea of fraternization has been expressly discouraged. Maybe they're coming into the Wellness Center's waiting room, too, or maybe they're just passing by. Either way, this might be your only chance to see who else works on the Severed floor — or maybe it's just one of your usual coworkers. Will you get up, or let them go by?

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[dissatisfied]

[ Her smile stays; grows brighter, even, and her gaze remains perfectly level. That's the thing about working at the bank. People come to you upset or hurt or desperate or smug anywhere in between. Anybody who works in something customer-facing knows exactly how to talk to people. It's honestly just a given.

And it's not like Kier's such a huge, sprawling town, is it?

Joan echoes his half a step. Reintroducing the distance, a tit for tat from her end, while she gently rearranges the books in her arms for a much more solid hold. No harm done. No big loss. ]

Well, between you and me, her beef bourguignon is a steal.

[ With another laugh. A beat grows, and it's one shared between two relative strangers — the kind that could just as well be left alone, with one or both of them walking away from the moment. Just another funny little story, in their funny little town. And Joan does think to, of course. But— ]

I saw you last week, didn't I? [ She straightens, a little, and steps to the left, so as to make room for anyone who's looking to move past them and into the aisle of Non-Fiction. ] At that party at Marjorie's?