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Welcome to The Lottery’s test drive meme! Before we get to the prompts, here are a few things to note:

Though you may only have ONE active character per round, you are free to play as many characters you wish on the TDM. Later, you will have the opportunity to bench characters if you want to try another, but only after you’ve been accepted.

Please be sure to thoroughly look through our FAQ so that you have a good understanding of the game’s mechanics. Also be sure to browse the information provided on both The Attribution Study and Shiroiwa for a better idea of the setting.

The date for the next round of Reserves is: February 29th
The number of currently available character slots is: 25

Important Note: A thread of 9 comments in the TDM (with at least 5 comments from your character) will count towards both sample requirements in the application. Consider this a special bonus for getting your feet wet in our community!

If your thread does not reach the required amount of comments, it may still be used as the In-World Sample in your application.

Flashback/Background threads in the TDM may be reposted to Shiroiwa Academy’s Community if both players were accepted into the game.

Provided below are some sample scenarios, but please feel free to plot and play whatever you’d like!

Sample Scenarios:

Sample 1:

You’ve just transferred to one of the three grade levels in Shiroiwa Academy and have yet to make any friends. Sure, people showed you around, but nothing has quite stuck yet. So as the lunch bell goes off, you pull out your bento and prepare to eat alone when another student saddles up beside you. Perhaps they’re being friendly or perhaps they simply want to mooch off of your food. Whatever the reasoning, you’re now stuck in some form of communication whether you like it or not.

Sample 2:

Everyone just loves partner projects, don’t they? Your teacher has randomly assigned you a partner, and now you both must come up with a presentation to show the class. Are you the type who does all the work? Do you push for fair exchange? Or perhaps you have no plans to do any work at all. Whichever it is, your partner is now moving their stuff to sit at the desk next to you. Better gather your might and prepare to weather the oncoming storm…

Sample 3:

It’s March 14, 20XX. You have been kidnapped and taken to the island, given your randomized duffle bag, and are now either desperately seeking shelter or methodically preparing to hunt down your weaker classmates. Whatever it is, you stumble upon another student - whether you know them well or not doesn’t matter. The rules have already been made clear to both of you - only one person gets to win. You need to either escape, kill, or attempt to make a truce with this classmate. What will you do?

Sample 4:

Your weapon broke. Perhaps it snapped as you embedded it into the skull of one of your classmates, or perhaps it was simply a stroke of bad luck. You return to the hideout you created for yourself, seeking a weapon you’d taken from a fallen student. But as you near the space, you realize something is off. There is some telltale sign that another has been here… Are they still around? Will you investigate? What if your stockpile has been pilfered by another student?

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[though his anxiety doesn't dissipate, the reason for it shifts. fear of this boy? maybe. he thinks he might be able to take him in a fair, secluded fight -- but that's neither here nor there]

[what is here is the shame he feels for his current predicament. there's no long ramble of excuses or justifications given, just a simple, responsibility-bearing statement:]

I was fired from my job last night. I am in need of quick money, and I have heard you are someone who can help with that sort of thing.

[at no small cost, but his family is counting on him; he'll shoulder it.]

[is it optimistic or just plain naive that izaya will offer him the cleanest and most honorable of all possibilities?]

Ahah! Perfect! Perfect! Man if this all works out we won't have to worry about nothing! Hell we'll probably get an A for our work cited alone!

[Man oh man! What a twist of luck! Either that or he was a genius to figure this out! ~~It was luck. Luck and the fact that he'll acomplish anything in the name of laziness.~~]

U mind e-mailing me your answers? If ya give me that I'll have a perfect Works Cited page knocked out for ya in no time!

[...STARES AT HIS PHONE FOR ENTIRELY TOO LONG. he is going to lose so much time dealing with this, he can't even -- ]

I am uncomfortable with cheating. Getting caught could mean expulsion, and that I cannot abide.

[Multiple text message explosion ahoy!]

omg dude get over yourself.

1 of the other guys I'm talking to was trying to get the answers from me, but go figure in the process I found out he has fast as hell abilities at finding shit when he's asked for it.

I already said I'd offer him my work but.

Let's face it my work is probably shit. (^A^''')

We give him a couple better answers then the ones I can offer and he'll probably be willing to help us in busting out this page fast.

I won't even have to give him all your answers. Just some from your hw and some from mine, that way they're varied enough that teach won't get suspicious.

U gotta admit, having another person helping us on this will make it so that u may actually sleep tonight, and still get a good grade on this report.

[ Like that, Genis's face grows red. Add thinks he's so smart-! Like working hard for your grades is a bad thing! ]

More like idiots push all the work onto someone else because they don't know anything. I already know what I'm doing. You're the one that needs to work hard here.

[ He'd do this by himself just to avoid having to meet with Add. Lazy jerk. ]

So, you admit you want me to do it because you can't, huh? [Add is very skilled in selective listening.] If you want to improve your grades, you're gonna have to try harder, you know? Heheheh.

But it's okay, I'm here to support you. It would be thoughtless of me to put in the work when you clearly need it more than I do. I'll just correct all your mistakes after it's done.

Are you listening at all?!

[ Genis raising his voice here, even if not by much, is probably making people look over at them. He lowers his voice back to normal again, though the frustration hasn't gone anywhere. ]

I'm the last person that needs your support. You just want to look at my work so you won't look like an idiot when you stand in front of the class and can't say anything. It's pretty sad to end up in remedial history classes, but you make your bed and then lie in it, I guess...

[ He's going to start shuffling his books and notes back together now. ]

Tch, as if they'd even consider putting someone like me in remedial...

[He pauses, staring off to the side for a moment as he considers his options. He really doesn't want to have to do this project. If it were any other class he'd have no problems, but history is so tedious, he'd actually have to put aside time to do research and check his information. And he was almost done making adjustments to his latest drone! This would force him to push back his schedule at least another day or two.

If only he could do something else instead of history...]

... Name your worst class.

[He blushes furiously, hissing through his teeth. It's hard to think about the danger of their situation when he's just humiliated himself completely and utterly. What a depressing way to go this would be.

But he's not about to forget the danger they're in, either. He gives Kamui a wide berth as he trudges back onto the shore, flicking water and mud off his arms. He spitefully aims a bit of it at the other boy.]

Just cut the crap already and tell me what you want. [He was completely open, but Kamui chose not to attack. There are a lot of idiots in his class that he'd expect to try and play pacifist, but Kamui isn't one of them. There has to be another reason for it.]

[ Genis wishes he had Add's problems. ]

Not history.

[ With his school supplies piled up into one corner now, Genis just folds his arms and looks back at Add. If he did end up in remedial classes, that would be really funny, at least. He'd never let Add live it down. ]

[He meets Genis' look with an even stare.]

I'm serious.

Do this history project and I'll do your math homework or something. Pick a class before I change my mind.

[ Ah.

Genis's mouth twitches up into a smirk. ]

Unlike some people, I can do my own homework and don't need to take remedial classes. Wada-sensei must have been worried about you. It's sad when someone's at the top of the class in one subject and at the bottom in another...

It's okay. I'm here to support you. [ :| ]

[The stares of his classmates do not phase him. In fact, one could argue that Gintoki flourished in the attention no matter if it were positive or negative. He certainly reveled in a charged atmosphere, and the idea of his lab partner so easily rising to the bait...

Maybe he could push past the oppressive atmosphere of Twinsies quips if this sorta partner is who he was going to have.

Add's outburst had caught Gintoki's attention. Gin stares at the other with dull eyes and blinks before he resigns to taking a seat next to him. His stool squeaks against the ground in protest before he's planted his ass on it. Both elbows go onto the counter and he leans forward - eyes trying to catch any doodles in the other's notebook.]

Huh? What, you saying you wanted me as a partner? Aww... [His tone is mocking, another attempt to rile this kid up.] What... Are you. Are you saying it's like looking into a mirror, huh? And that brings you comfort?

[....

...

Oh, wait. This guy was putting up with that? The idea he should bow out of this game of chicken cropped up in the back of his mind, but that doesn't mean Gintoki was smart enough to follow it. Instead, he decides to push back. He couldn't just be outdone and then have to awkwardly walk away from it...!]

You think so? Ah, ah you're one of those really spontaneous types. Planning takes away all the adventure, huh? Sometimes a step into adulthood is understanding that you need to have some sort of plan, or else two pitchers are going to end up pounding balls at one another, right?

[The other guy was certainly going to get embarrassed first, right? Right?!]

[Jeez, buddy. You're super persistent about this, huh? Fine. Fine. He'll bite.]

Well, since you recognize me as an A+ mouse-jockey - then sure. Fine. What is it you're looking for, Glazed-tan?

[Though if it's porn you're about to be way disappointed. The school's got filters, after all! And while he may have found that cat video out of sheer luck and recall... he's actually not the most tech-savvy kid around.

...

But maybe he could get one of the other nerds he knows to help him out if it comes to that. Yeah. .... Yeah.]

[Making fun of someone's height was simply the easiest way to go. Never mind that height was his best ammunition towards one of his closest friends(?), and so he's well-versed in just how to be absolutely infuriating about someone's height.

Though he didn't question if Genis was Japanese - partially because it simply didn't matter to him. He was a kid raised outside of society, so he has little concept or care on things such as the gaijin bubble.]

Ah? Nah. It's all of us. The G is for Good-For-Nothings, you know. They filter us all in here so they can pass us through school and not have to deal with us. So I guess you fit the bill too, huh?

[... That's not what it stands for, but Gintoki has apparently accepted this as gospel.

And he seems to have finished mooching on Genis' lunch - so he moved to pop open his own bento... which is missing some rather obvious bites from it, but was at some point a full meal.]

[Ha! That little tantrum kick was enough to signal that Gintoki had not only won but was also right. Success! And so he leans forward - his chair falling back onto four legs with a 'thump' to accompany that angry squeak. He rests his elbows on his desk, using his legs to scoot the piece of furniture back into place.]

No, no. It's a group project. So we have to combine what we're both good at, right? I wouldn't want to steal your thunder, you know.

[And then he takes in a deep breath. Since he won, he supposed he could now continue on. See. Nothing dysfunctional about this, right? Right! ]

So. Let's make a snack and give English instructions. Yes? What do. You. Thank? [That... was the wrong word, but close enough.]

[His mouth stretches into a thin, strained line. If this keeps up, he's going to run out of patience. Just accept his offer you little shit.]

I have more important things to do than some stupid history project. It's a worthless class anyway.

[But it doesn't look like he's getting out of doing it...]

Ugh. Fine, whatever. Just pick a topic already. [He'll do some of the work. Maybe.]

[Wow. How Izaya could speak and not cut himself on all that edge was an impressive talent. Gintoki blinks a few times, which was always his way of dealing with a moment of silence - as if he has a physical tick when his mind was "buffering" just what to do next.]

Ah, you didn't know? Oh, this must be some sort of humbling act. Iza-kun, don't tease me. You'll embarrass me, you know.

[And though the sentences themselves are coy, Gintoki's tone never falters from a dull delivery. He rolls his shoulders.]

I guess even you are being toyed with then, ne? Then what are you planning on doing, huh? Have you figured out how to get back at them?

[Because he sure hasn't. The idea that they were being toyed with was one of the feelings that caused his guts to twist. All he wanted to do was find some means of insubordination. Something that would upset whoever watched over them...

But.

Apparently he simply wasn't clever enough - which was even more frustrating that anything else. He scratches at the collar around his neck, wishing he could find a way to just rip the clunky thing off without it exploding.

[ Gintoki can never know just how frustrating it is to be really short and then have some mooch say you're travel-sized.

That would always mean a lot to Genis, though.

At Gintoki's explanation, Genis blinks, and when it sinks in, he's nothing but concerned. ]

Huh? No, it's not like that. I'm really good in school.

[ He's still worried, but maybe Gintoki is just joking with him. Even if he sounded serious. Yeah. Maybe he just needs to relax a little. With Gintoki moving onto his lunch, Genis nudges his bento back over in front of him.

...What happened there? ]

Oh- did you drop it?

[ "Did a cat get at it?" he wants to say, since it looks like it was eaten. ]

It's "think".

[ He's blushing now, and he hopes his hair can hide some of it when he's leaning over his notebook. ]

Come on, we still need to pick a real topic before we can start eating or I can start tutoring you in how to speak actual English.

[ Even though he clearly had no idea? What was his sister's class learning right now? ]

Let's do a presentation about the Heian period.

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[ Good. His smile brightens, but the look in his eyes says "ha, I won this one." ]

You can learn a lot from the past if you actually think about it. [ But, anyway, Genis goes ahead and cracks open his notebook again. ] Let's do a presentation on the Tokugawa period. We went over that pretty recently, so even you should remember something.

[It wasn't Wada-sensei who goaded Takasugi into attending, but another Sensei...though that man must have known of the catastrophe as well. It's likely why he encouraged the teen to attend. Everyone had an affinity for chaos in them somewhere, after all.

But we can continue to blame Wada-sensei for the disappointing sight of Gintoki's dancing. Certainly, he's suffering too at this point. Why didn't he just end it? Wada-sensei still had the power to stop them, before either got too embroiled in conflict to simmer down. Perhaps he actually enjoyed it...?

Is Wada-sensei an M? Only time will tell.

Takasugi was caught off guard visually for the first time, his eye widening and his hand slamming on the teacher's desk to keep himself upright. His palm slid against his phone and shut the recording off, but perhaps that's for the best.

You're not going to get up so easily, bastard. He'd just go ahead and kick you in the back of the knees to get you back down there.

Gintoki's addition to Takasugi's verse was met with severe reprimand from critics - in the form of a kick to the head. But that wasn't enough, Takasugi knew he'd have to let Gintoki up eventually, but he wasn't going to let it be a victory for the other.]

Well, that was our idea, but it's too drawn out. So instead we decided our message could be conveyed much more simply. Watch.

[Time to spit on Gintoki as the boy was hobbling to his feet.

Who's escalating the situation now?]

I do. I go there most of the time.

[ He looks a little happier when they talk about it. ]

We can meet there, I'll book one of the project rooms.

[Nervous, huh? Between strangled vocal chords calling out alarm and nerves whispering their last breaths in his words, Kamui certainly resonated the concept beautifully.

Takasugi stood still, the lack of immediate attack a very likely indicator that one would never come. His vision was still blurred, ebbing back into focus, so his surveillance of Kamui's situation took longer than it should have - but he didn't begrudge appearing to take his time.

So much so, that he would begin to do just that.

The teen let Kamui's jovial implicit plea for mercy settle in the stale forest air as he crossed their battleground. He bent, lifting Kamui's bag with indifference and slinging it over his shoulder. The bat was next, dragged up from the dirt to it's new owner.

Only after adjusting his new effects would Takasugi approach Kamui, keeping enough distance to be out of arm and leg's reach.] Wouldn't do for it to run completely dry. [A water bottle, dug out during his adjustments, tossed to Kamui.]

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i think you mean 'yes give izaya power over you' right

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