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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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[ Sanson remains where he is, stance unmoving and expression set in its usual stone-cold unreadability. He doesn't appear to be armed, however, unlike the other. ]

I didn't say I was going to kill you. I dissect only lawfully acquired specimens.

[ Sure, he had been that anatomy freak in school, but all his work was done on animals. No humans (yet).

But jokes (no matter how deadpan they are) aside - ]

If you wanted the stuff, I'd appreciate at least asking for permission. I'm not going to refuse all requests.

[ Genis's blade wavers. While he's armed, it's clear he's not used to holding so much weight in one hand. Still, he doesn't move, and for a second, he just gives Sanson an unimpressed look, as if to say, "Gee, that makes me feel so much better."

But in the end, Sanson is his classmate, and he doesn't want to believe that he would kill anyone. So he drops the attitude soon enough. ]

... I'm sorry. I didn't know any of this was yours. I thought this entire place was just abandoned.

[ His eyes flicker over to the bed. ] Why don't we share? I know you can't want to live off of nothing but chocolate pretzels.

[ Sanson had been shunned in class partially because of his somewhat creepy manner as well as his own lack of motivation to socialize; but he had never actually broken any rules through his stay. Always hardworking, turning in assignments on time, reminding people of responsibilities - all around a model student, if one discounted the social requirement of being a model student.

So he still has his hands in his trenchcoat like he always does, ice blue eyes alert. ]

It's fine. I wouldn't have a pen to label it, anyway. [ This he says with a slight shrug. ] We can share, as long as you don't ditch me afterwards.

Huh? [ Genis blinks. His heart's still pounding in his chest and he isn't ready to sheathe his sword, but that condition... ] Are you saying you want to team up?

[ He's not incredulous as much as he is surprised. Before all of this started, before his classmates started killing each other, he would have been happy to be Sanson's friend. He never really talked, but he wouldn't say he was a bad person. Genis never really got a read on his character.

But now it's because he doesn't have a read on his character that he's worried. It...feels pretty bad to hold a blade between himself and his classmate, but all that buried fear and distrust towards others is resurfacing again. He can't just believe him. ]

[ The Frenchman doesn't seem too disturbed by the other's lack of a confirmed offer, if only because he's trained himself to think and not to feel. ]

Do you want to team up?

[ His tone hasn't changed, though the acuity of his ice-blue eyes has increased. If the other suddenly decides to attack, he still has his knife in his pocket, but he's willing to hear Genis out. ]

[ Genis looks off uncertainly. This is what he would have wanted, but there's still that possibility that Sanson is only doing this because he's holding a sword sharp enough to do damage even in his bony, untrained hands. ]

I...I want to, but... Why? Do you think we can both make it out of here?

[ He knows more about anatomy than you, if that counts. Human anatomy. ]

You won't if you don't even try. [ It's sort of a yes. ] I've got better things to do than waste my time on this place, wherever this is.

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[ Genis is liable to cut his own foot off, honestly, but he sure isn't admitting that to Sanson.

He turns a questioning eye to Sanson again. ]

Don't tell me you think we can just walk out of here. [ But. Well. He doesn't want to fight. Really, really doesn't. ] ...But we can try to survive together. For all me know, this entire thing might just be a study in how we react to panic. If we live, we might get to go home in the end.

[ And need years of therapy. A pretty small price next to dying. ]

[ The questioning eye is returned with same stoic stare as ever. ]

Well, you never know until you try. And I don't intend to just stay here like a sitting duck.

[ It's okay, he's scarred enough already. Death doesn't faze him. ]

And I don't intend to try and see if these collars really will kill us if we go into a restricted area. And I don't want you to get hurt, either.

[ He adds that last part emphatically. Trust him or not, they're still classmates. And by this point, he does feel fairly certain that Sanson isn't going to kill him, so he finally sheathes his sword. If this is the wrong move, Genis is sure he's about to find a new piece of lead embedded in his skull soon, but... ]

We can't just run out and hope for the best. We'll get ourselves killed if we don't have a plan.

[ The corners of his eyes pinch ever so slightly, but they're more out of slight annoyance than anything else. ]

You're missing the point. I was talking about not sitting around doing nothing. Of course I'm careful.

[ But he says this all very calmly, as if he isn't angry. ]

Do you have any starts of a plan, then?

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