TEST DRIVE

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TEST DRIVE MEME

[ 1. ] Comment with a character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. Put their name and series in the title! [ 2. ] Action posts, bulletin board spam, walkie-talkie exchanges, or network entries are all acceptable! [ 3. ] Tag around with one another! Figure out preexisting CR for characters returning to camp, and get an idea of what new CR you could get! [ 4. ] App all those characters. You can use your threads from this for one of your samples! [ 5. ] Have fun!

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Francis York Morgan | Deadly Premonition | Camp Counselor (Precognition)

[callmeyork]

[You can probably find him either in the counselor's cabin, smoking (where he shouldn't) and doing some paperwork, or strolling the grounds, smoking (where he still shouldn't) and keeping an eye on all of the campers.]

[dentistry]

[ After having gone around to say hello to as many campers as possible, Tooth has to come back around to greet the counselors, too. It's only polite, and even as Lili's junior counselor she wants to make sure she knows all of their superiors well.

Of course York is one of the first ones she finds, and she goes with a cheerful smile first. ]

Hello again, Agent-- Agent York.

[ And it turns into her fists on her hips, scolding as she catches sight of the cigarette. ]

[callmeyork]

[York looks up from his busywork at the flitting figure, the cigarette awkwardly hanging out of the corner of his mouth.]

Agent Tatiana, right? Pleasure to meet you. [He gets up from his chair, walking over to her and extending a hand, absolutely nonplussed at any scorn coming his way.]

[psychiclilies]

[Upon seeing the older agent, she inclines her head in greeting.]

Agent York.

[callmeyork]

[Seems like York was spacing out for the moment, idly blowing smoke into the wind. But once he hears his name, he looks around for the source, a bit confused before looking downward at the younger agent.]

Ah, Agent Lili. How are you doing?

[psychiclilies]

As well as could be expected on registration day.

[She wasn't one to run around everywhere making sure things were ready, not to mention being here since early hours. She raises an eyebrow and places her hands on her hips.]

You do remember that smoking is prohibited in certain areas of the camp, I hope.

[callmeyork]

Fair enough.

[Everybody seems to be up in arms about him smoking... so sue him if it's his one crutch for keeping his powers sharp. It's how he concentrates!]

Absolutely. Which is why I'm out here, taking everything in. [... not that this stops him from smoking in the counselor's lounge, or the Grand Hall, or in his lab, or out by the cabins...]

[psychiclilies]

And yourself?

[She's only making sure he knows. Heck, Sasha smokes everywhere, it's not like he follows camp rules. She's not going to police it.]

It's not like the camp's changed just because it was winter six months ago.

[callmeyork]

Slowly reacquainting myself with the grounds. A lot has happened since I was last here...

[There's another long drag he takes, closing his eyes and filtering everything he sees of the camp's recent past before letting it all out of his nose. He butts the cigarette against a nearby tree before looking around for a trash can, failing to see one, and pocketing the spent cig.

He reflexively reaches into his back pocket, taking out his POLICE brand smoke carton, but rethinks for a moment and replaces it, instead opting for a breath of the summer air.] There we go.