TEST DRIVE [SMASH RONPA]

[monoguests]

Smash Ronpa Test Drive

Smash Life of Mutual Killing

Guidelines
Welcome to Smash Ronpa's test drive! In lieu of a Mock Trial, due to this round's length, we'll be keeping this test drive open until the opening of the game on September 28th. Reserves will be happening on September 18th, and you can use 20 comments (from your character) on the game's application! Otherwise, this TDM is here to help you figure out how/who you might want to play, and can help you get to know some of the players in the upcoming round. Don't feel like you have to apply just because you play on the TDM!

This post is, however, exclusively open to characters who fit the round's character guidelines. In other words - Nintendo characters and other video game characters who have appeared on a Nintendo consoles. Please check out our FAQ for more detail on this, or hit up smashronpa if you have any questions about character choices or anything else!

1) ARRIVAL
You wake up comfortably enough in a nice-looking, despite the overabundance of pink everywhere. It's well-furnished and decently roomy - there's even a little fireplace in there! The only problem is that even despite the sense of familiarity some might feel, this clearly wasn't the room you went to sleep in the night before.

Welcome the Monobear Training Camp! It may take a few minutes to gather your bearings, but you'll eventually stumble into the wide open world of the camp. If you look hard enough, you might find an odd electronic device somewhere on your person - giving you access to 15 different "student profiles". It's time to figure out just where you've ended up, now isn't it?

2) LIFE IS QUITE ABSURD
By now, you're acquainted with everybody here and you're sloooowlllyyyy growing bored. Bored enough to kill? No. Bored enough to actually try and entertain yourselves in this place? Yes. Yes, you are. Thankfully, this place has plenty of ways to entertain! You might just try to cook something up in the kitchen, play around in the well-stocked arcade, and even a neat little library! There's even a large movie theater, but your enjoyment of that might be hampered by the fact that there's only one movie playing on repeat. At all times. Remember, we're trying to cause despair here.

What some might find creepy, however, is that all the rooms are far bigger than they should be. The layout of this place is...it doesn't make any sense. There are windows and pathways where there shouldn't be, and it seems as though the rooms are almost overlapping each other. Don't think about it for too long.

3) WHAT'S MY MOTIVATION
IT'S MOTIVE DAY! What's going to drive you to kill? Drive you to end of the chain? CONGRATULATIONS, IT'S HAPPENING TODAY. Either nab a motive from any of the previous rounds or invent your own!

4) AND DEATH'S THE FINAL WORD
It was bound to happen eventually. Either you're dying, or someone close to you is about to make it up the great big Warp Pipe in the sky. Either try to get a few last words out before you go, or go off and investigate in the wake of their death.

5) WILDCARD
Who even knows- do whatever you want, man! Unless it's pissing off the headmaster. Don't do that.

Comments

Phoenix Wright | Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice

[disbarred]

A. ARRIVAL
[This is most definitely not because of the grape juice.

There are still a whole lot of questions springing in his mind right now, but hopefully with a little investigating he can answer some of them out. At least his memory isn't gone (or at least, it isn't to his knowledge), so that discounts any fire extinguishers to the head.

The rooms could really do with less pink, though. It's starting to hurt his eyes a little. And that's even after having looked at Edgeworth and his very pink outfits for the last couple of years already.

Anyway.

Out in the open now, Phoenix is walking around and taking in the sights, most of which are very strange indeed. Either he's in some really funky dream in his head or this is some... really weird version of--hell? God, he has no idea.

He really shouldn't have drunk that grape juice last night.]



B. KITCHEN
[It's nearly time for lights out, but Phoenix isn't going to retire until he's had his nightly grape juice. By now its long enough for people to know its more of less some sort of weird nightly ritual for him (no it is, but Phoenix likes to pretend it is).

But either way, right now he does want some grape juice, and damn if he can't find the bloody bottle. If he didn't know better, maybe the bear did it just to spite him or something. He wouldn't be surprised at all if that was the case.]



C. WILDCARD
[Hunt down this hobo in your own situation!]

b

[wariodemambo]

[Light's out? Don't you mean snack time? Wario is currently busy on his midnight kitchen raid, but he's more than happy to humor Phoenix, even if he doesn't turn away from inside the fridge when he speaks.]

Whatcha lookin for, scraggly?

[disbarred]

[Hello--fellow midnight kitchen raider??

Phoenix just looks to Wario when he speaks, giving a small shrug.]

Oh, just the usual. Grape juice, and the like.

A

[thejusticewagon]

[Annnd here is one of the aforementioned strange sights... well, for a modern day guy, anyway. Well, maybe for anyone, since the moment she spots him she... poses...?]

Evening, citizen! ...or morning, or afternoon...! ...what time is it, exactly...?

[disbarred]

[...well all things considered, somebody posing while speaking to him isn't the most surprising thing that's happened to him.

Phoenix takes it all in stride, looking down at his wrist to check his (very battered) watch... which isn't working.

Well.]

Wish I could give you an answer, but I'm just as lost as you are. [Gives a bit of a smile here.] Sorry.

[thejusticewagon]

[...you know, that's a little better than funny looks so you know what she'll take it]

...aw, crackers. Well, whatever time it is, never fear! I'm a professional hero, so I'll get us out in a jiffy!

...I was maybe hoping you knew a little bit about what was going on, but you probably don't, huh...

[disbarred]

[A 'professional hero', huh? Phoenix smiles at that, more amused than anything else. The people here certainly were... colorful, at the very least.]

I certainly wish I knew what was going on. [He replies with a raised eyebrow.] It'd certainly help solve the mystery of all the pink going around here.

[thejusticewagon]

Yeah, that is really weird, isn't it? I mean, it's not like pink is a bad color, but why is it... everywhere?

[disbarred]

Perhaps our mysterious kidnapper is a big fan of the color.

[Even if the 'fan' part may be... understating it. But its at least a possibility.]

[thejusticewagon]

That's kind of a weird color to see from a kidnapper, though. Wouldn't you think they'd be more into reds or blacks...?

[disbarred]

They could be some rather special kidnappers.

[They have to be, with the people that's been all gathered here. The only question is why...]

B

[squidsisterpink]

[The reason Phoenix can't find the grape juice is because someone else currently has it.

Callie is further down from the fridge, by the cups. She has a cup on the counter, but she is currently inspecting the grape juice. She has the lid off, and she is sniffing the contents suspiciously.]

Not sweet enough...I'll need some sugar.

[Sorry Phoenix, you'll need to get the bottle from her to get some.]

[disbarred]

[noooooo the grape juice--

Okay. If there is one bottle, there has to be more, right? Right. That's clearly a very logical train of thought.]

Excuse me, but do you know where you found that bottle?

[There has to be at least another one somewhere, if not a carton of them.]

[squidsisterpink]

This thing? I got it from the fridge.

[Phoenix has no style at all, as far as Callie thinks, but it's to be expected. Adults never have any style.]

[disbarred]

[Excuse u the hobo style is the best style.]

Did you see any more where you found it?

[squidsisterpink]

[Maybe if you're OLD.]

I don't think so, no. Unleeeeeess, did you want some?

[She did drink from it, but it is still mostly full.]

[disbarred]

[r u d e]

Well, if you don't mind...

B

[perfect21]

[Grape juice is just non-alcoholic wine, rgiht?

Well, he's going with that.

He's borrowing a wine glass that he found somewhere and is drinking grape juice out of it before he goes to bed. He's even taken a book from the library to read as he does so.

He's seen Phoenix around quite a bit, so he's not too surprised to see him in the kitchen. He pauses for a moment and sees him checking the fridge.

...Ah, yes. Well...]

I think I drank the last of the juice...

[disbarred]

[Oh.

Well then.

Phoenix is a little disappointed, but... he can try and live without it, he supposes. The grape juice had been more of a comfort than anything else.]

Ah, it's fine. [He gives a smile, looking none too concerned.] Hopefully our intriguing kidnapper will restock it eventually. It seems to do that for almost everything else.

[perfect21]

[Grimsley is quite familiar with comforts. btw play poker with him.]

I wonder if he'd do it if so many of us enjoyed it... he doesn't seem to care too much about our feelings.

[He did, after all, kidnap them all to play his fun little murder game. It's unbearable.]

If he does, maybe we should write your name on the bottle?

[disbarred]

[If he asks, sure. :D]

He might not. But while its still here, I'll make the most out of it.

[A wry smile.]

But that could be a good idea.

[perfect21]

[OH. HE WILL.]

You do have a positive attitude, don't you, Phoenix?

[Which is more than what he could say about even himself. No matter how positive he looked... well, it wasn't always true.]

It's quite impressive. What keeps a smile on your face?

[disbarred]

[Yes good.

At the questions, Phoenix ponders over it for a moment, and then he simply smiles and gives a small shrug.]

Well, I simply like to keep my hopes up as much as possible. For me as well as for everyone else.

[What with all the deaths and crap that has happened. It is bad, but they have to move on. There's no use sticking to the past and what-ifs - Phoenix has done that himself all too often.]

[perfect21]

Hm. I see.

[He smiles as he junks the bottle of grape juice before slipping a hand into his coat.]

I'd like to know more about why you feel this way. So, shall we talk?

[Grinning, he pulls out a special deck of cards, with a black back and a red heart on the back.]

I prefer to talk over cards.

[disbarred]

[Phoenix's eyes light up at the show of cards, his interest clearly piqued. He walks closer to Grimsley and settles on a counter near him, giving a wry grin.]

Talking over cards sounds exactly like my kind of thing. [Oh yes, he is very interested indeed.] I didn't know you were that kind of person.