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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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[1]

[At some point, you looked away from your bento. Maybe you were talking to a friend. Maybe you had to step away for a moment. Whatever the case may be, you're suddenly missing several key parts of your lunch. All of the best parts, most likely.

And what do you know, that kid who quietly sat down next to you today just so happens to have several very similar items in his lunch now. What a crazy coincidence!]

[3]

[Fuu quickly decides he doesn't want to stick around long enough to find out what his classmates plan to do. He hurries off into the nearby woods, trying not to make too much noise. He doesn't like the idea of killing people, but... if surviving is the goal, does he really need to? If that's what it's going to be, someone else can take care of the killing. He'll just make sure he's not in the middle of it.

Besides, his weapon turns out to be a duck-patterned umbrella. Not exactly the ideal tool of death. Maybe he'll be thankful for it if it rains...

But then he hears the nearby snap of someone approaching. He freezes up for a moment before ducking behind a tree, holding his breath even though the rustling of bushes should've been more than enough of a sign that he's there.]

[With the life he's led, Gintoki deserved this. With all of his mooching over the course of his lifetime - it was only just that it would come down to this very moment.

To the moment of popping open his bento to find that Precious Pudding-tan had vanished. He blinked for a moment. Moves his head in different directions as if a new vantage point would reveal his beloved dessert side-item.

But, alas, not sign of pre-packaged pudding-tan or the promise of her elusive jiggle. He grit his teeth, and almost didn't notice that someone had sat down next to him. Almost.

Save for the familiar glint of orange that caught his eye. Gintoki's attention snapped to the other's lunch...

And never quite left. Now he's just staring in disbelief and shock at the dessert item sitting in this kid's lunch. He hasn't even noticed the other pieces of his lunch that have been integrated into this guy's meal. No, the gaping wound that Pre-packaged pudding-tan had left was enough to incapacitate him.]

[Though his attention seems to be on his newly expanded bento, he is absolutely watching Gintoki out of the corner of his eye. This was the kid that was always eyeing other people's lunches anyway, so catching him off guard wasn't too difficult. It's time to re-examine your life choices, Gintoki! If you keep up this mooching lifestyle you're opening yourself up to be mooched in return!!

Not that Fuu particularly cares about Gintoki's karma. He just thought it would be funny. Also because that pudding looked delicious. His grandpa never packs him any good desserts, it's practically child abuse. Once you take out all the stolen goods, all that's left of his bento would be gross healthy stuff, ugh.

In fact—he is just going to skip straight to dessert! He takes out the pudding cup and, very slowly and deliberately, starts to peel off the top...]

[What? No, no, no! There are only two positions in the food chain! The moocher and the mooched! Gintoki was a 100% bonafide moocher! He couldn't just switch. This wasn't a switch like if someone could feasibly perform as both an S or an M! This was simply a way of life! A position one was born into...!

If he had to fight for this position - then by God was this little guy gonna be in for a time.]

Ah-

[But just as syllables begin to exit Gintoki's throat - the familiar sound of plastic being popped open from a dessert cup rings, no tears through the space between them. Gintoki's eyes become intense - as if this were suddenly a life or death situation.

And he's reaching out to wring that pudding cup right out of this little edgelord's hands, while he lets out a yell that surely doesn't fit the situation. So help him he would get his precious dessert...!]

Pre-packaged Pudding-Hime...!!!

[He barely gets half the lid off before he's under attack. Fuu hisses, hugging the pudding under his body defensively. He's at a major size disadvantage, but there's no way he'll let himself lose to Gintoki...!

He holds the pudding away from him, tipping the half-open cup precariously on its side.]

Hands off, or your precious Pudding-Hime is going straight to the floor! [Yeah, that's right, he'd rather destroy your delicious pudding than let you win this fight. A true act of villainy!]

[Gintoki is perched against the desk at this point, ready to vault over it if he has to as the other leaves Pudding-Hime dangling precariously. The look that crosses the albino's face is one of pure anguish.

But then, a realization hits.

He would suck Pudding-Hime off the floor without so much as a second-thought. Was this edgy kid underestimating just how shameless he was...?

When he speaks next, his tone drops. Drops as if he were some cool anime protagonist facing off against the face of true evil. But what he says... is delivered in exceptionally poor English.]

Just Do It.

[Delivered even with a straight face. Wait was he quoting a Nike commercial?! Why... What did that even matter?! He's absolutely just trying to piss this kid off now...!]

[All things considered, Fuu's decision to not stick around was a relatively wise one. Kamui's reaction had consisted of a curious desire to find out just what it would feel like to kill someone, and he was certain he wasn't the only one of their classmates to have that thought.

So perhaps the reason that Fuu has made it so quickly away is simply because he was slower than the few others who were picked off by the more ruthless of the class.

But perhaps running to the closest area of obvious cover wasn't the best choice, either, as the (overconfident) culprit of the first twig's snapping very nearly passes him by, already bloodied, already carrying a second bag.

But that rustling is suspicious at best. So he waits. And listens.

How long can one keep still?]

[...The longer the silence drags on, the harder it is to stay put. Did they already leave? Or are they still waiting on the other side? It's impossible for him to tell from his vantage point. Either way, he can't hold his breath forever.

Should he stay where he is, or try to sneak away? He doesn't want to invite a chase, but he might get caught anyway if they decide to snoop around. It could be a life or death decision.

Eventually, the waiting becomes unbearable. He decides to go for a totally different approach.

Trying his best to be careful, he quietly picks up a small pebble on the ground... and tosses it into another bush a few meters away from him. Hopefully that will be enough to distract them so he can make his next move.]

[The longer the silence drags on, the more Kamui is impressed with his prey's patience. He'd expected them to bolt, by now, if there really was someone hiding.

Of course, it could have just been some wildlife he'd startled, an innocent little rabbit, maybe, but the silence was a little too... present. For that. If there was no fear in the air, the birds might have started chirping again.

Ah- or that could have been the murderous intent in the air, too. Who could say?]

There you are~!

[Or. There was more movement, at least. In a bush, this time, a short distance away. He didn't think someone could have crawled there silently from the tree, but... Well, a distraction is a distraction, and enabling desperation only fueled more desperation in the end, so he'll investigate, will keep his guard up, oh yes, and keep an ear out for more movement, but...

He'll still approach and peek into the bush.]