cityofcoba | TESTDRIVE #1

TESTDRIVE #1

There's a number of ways it could happen, but regardless you find yourself standing on the outskirts of a city. A beautiful city, as familiar to you as any from your world, with all manner of buildings within sight. A sign on the side of the road greets you, saying WELCOME TO COBA You're already part of the family! It's practically inviting you to step into the city limits. Why don't you?

As soon as you do, you'll find a pamphlet in your hand, almost eager to tell you all about what this mysterious Coba has to offer. And eager seems to be the impression you get about almost everything - the sun seems to brighten, the flowers seem to perk up - it's almost as if everything about Coba is welcoming you as an honored guest.

And you are. Though hopefully, only temporarily. Coba would love nothing more for you to become an honored member of her precious community.

Welcome to Coba, visitor, and we hope you enjoy your stay!

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Welcome to the City of Coba Testdrive! Your character has found themselves in Coba, and are welcome to do any of the following:

● As you enter the city, you hear some bustle about a homecoming party! Following the signs will find yourself at a plaza with food, drink and live music, of all sorts and types. Why don't you stay awhile and indulge?

● Or, if you're not the party type, maybe you'd like to check out the city's cultural center! There's art, books, and other things to keep your mind occupied. And, maybe you'll meet other like-minded people there.

● Not in the mood for any of the above? There's always the beach! It's a lovely day, the waves are beautiful and the stores along the boardwalk all have signs up that read "TAKE WHAT YOU NEED". Maybe you need a surf board.

● Or maybe you have something else you want to do? Go for it! You're more than welcome to come up with your own prompts.

In addition to the above, we would love to encourage anyone taking part in the testdrive to world build with us! Whether it be a street name or an entire neighborhood, whatever you come up with will become part of the game's canon. All we ask is that you pop over here to link us so we can see what you've done!

Finally, ENJOY YOURSELVES. Seriously, this is meant to be a laid back, enjoyable game. We welcome any questions, critiques, and ideas, so always feel welcome to approach us about any and everything.

We hope you decide to stay here in Coba!

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With how weird this place has been already, I'm hoping it's normal. I like normal.

[he finishes off his bourbon and disposes of the cup (even if it's tempting to just grab a bottle for their little adventure) and gestures for Stefan to lead the way]

I'm not really counting on it.

[He does not care if this just buys into his tea snob habit - he's grabbing a cup of chai for the road as he leads the way back.] Though how weird are we talking? Besides my messed-up Echoes - er, memories?

[he very deliberately gives the cup of tea a look and a grin]

I'm talking weird weird. Do you want to know about the sex island, New Orleans, or California? Your choice, I've heard some crazy stuff today.

[two of those three stories are weird as hell, and one of them is a little more . . . personal than the others]

There's a sex island?

[If he were drinking, he would've spit out his tea.

Stefan's kind of failing to see how New Orleans or California would be weird at the moment, so sex island seems like it would be the obvious (if not strange) choice.] Actually, nevermind, I don't think I want to know.

[so, sex island it was. He'd say he's sorry, but y'know, he's not]

Whaaaat? You don't want to hear all the juicy details Rebekah shared with me?

Rebekah was there? [Rebekah... Rebekah...

The name sounds familiar. Without a large chunk of his memories, he can't be certain of their relationship, but if she's close to Damon, then it might be worth listening to.] How'd that even happen?

["close to Damon" oh sweet summer child Stefan, you don't want to know those details. Luckily, Damon's more focused on scandalizing this strange, reserved version of his brother]

I don't know how, but she said that it was some island where they were forced to wear collars that choked you if you didn't have sex. Once a week, or else you died.

She said something about curses, too, but she didn't explain much of that. But she did say she was there with her brothers and a few other people we know.

And me. But I don't remember going to any kinky sex islands.

[An island that forced you to have sex? Once a week??

The HELL?

Stefan nearly drops his tea - nearly, because his super-fast reflexes were the only thing saving his mug from an untimely fate. He coughs, shakily holding the mug up to his face before he gulps it all in one long sip.]

You're kidding.

[he's pretty sure the Stefan he knows isn't this scandalized. And while it's strange for a moment, Damon isn't weirded out so much as he's more incline to make it worse. Because he's a good older brother, clearly]

That's what I've been told! She said something about all of them being human, too, although she didn't seem all that human to me when I talked to her. But! I haven't even told you the best part about the sex island.

[and he pauses, dramatically, because he wants to see just how Stefan reacts, before:]

Klaus Mikaelson, our favorite hybrid holier-than-thou dick, manages a coffee shop.

[There's a best part to sex island? Stefan's head is still spinning at the thought of a whole island of people being forced to get kinky - and how quickly he would have died.

He can't even date the girl he likes, let alone sleep with her and-- well. The mental image of Klaus running a coffee shop is more than Stefan can bear.

His confusion gives way to bewilderment because Klaus? The guy hellbent on an army of hybrids and god knows what else? A coffee shop? That can't be right.]

What'd he end up calling his store? Klausbucks? [Someone had to go there, though Stefan gets the distinct feeling that puns weren't Salvatore's territory.]

[that was a terrible pun, Stefan, and you should feel bad about it]

I have no idea what he called it, but just the thought was enough to briefly brighten my day. Although I didn't get around to asking what Elijah's doing; I hope it's something equally as ridiculous.

[Elijah managing sex island's McDonald's. He'd pay good money to see that]

[Eh, he came, he saw, he punned. Won't be the first, and it sure won't be the last.

Elijah... Another familiar (and yet not) name. Rebekah's and Klaus's older brother, right? The first one they met, who tried to kill Elena? Yeah, the thought of Elijah working retail is enough to make Stefan smile.]

Missed opportunity, Klaus. [He shakes his head.] But If you run into her again, you should ask.

So how was New Orleans weird again? Beyond its usual self?

[you're just adding to your big brother's arsenal of things to never let you live down]

I plan to ask. I want more details about sex island and what I was doing and a bunch of other things I don't want to get into right now. [like him and Katherine working at a brothel? The hell?]

Well, New Orleans is weird because Klaus apparently had a kid. You know, a thing that shouldn't be possible.

Klaus... what? [Is Klaus's life turning into a knock-off Twilight novel? Because Stefan never thought he'd see the day.

He's tempted to make a bad Edward Cullen joke, but he refrains, furrowing his brow as he tries to think that one through. How would that work? Especially if Klaus wasn't Numbered?]

And here I thought sex island was the weirdest thing you'd heard about.

Nope, sex island only sounds like the weirdest thing.

[he suddenly regrets not bringing the bourbon with him. Maybe they'd wander past a liquor store and he could pick up a bottle]

According to my source, they brought all their drama down there. Which is all for the better, because I don't want to deal with any of that again. But that was the big thing she told me, which I'm still kind of wrapping my mind around.

[Damon's not the only one struggling with that thought. If Klaus can have children, what does that mean for every other vampire? Would it be possible for them?

He's starting to wish his religious principles weren't so strong - he could go for something stronger than caffeine.] At least we don't have to worry about them anymore. [Beyond whatever they hear through the gossip vine.] One less thing on our plate of whatever's hitting town that week.

My thoughts exactly. We have our own crap to deal with without those jerks dragging their own up to us. [he can deal with hearing about gossip as long as it doesn't involve him or anyone from Mystic Falls, thank you]

Hey, who knows, maybe this place will be a nice vacation that isn't full of that kind of crap.

[it comes out sarcastic, though, because let's be real - they can't go anywhere without drama following them]

[Pfft, wouldn't that be a nice change of pace. Stefan nods, finishing off his drink before tossing it into the nearest trashbin. (This city had better have a decent tea store, or else he's screwed.)]

Yeah, hopefully. [Their track record really would prove otherwise. Alesci, on the other hand? Alesci's siblings dragged him into their own dumb tangled web.] For once, I'd like it if the drama around here wasn't related to us or our relatives.

If there's any drama, I plan on sitting back with a big bowl of popcorn to watch. [and knowing Damon, he was serious, too. Popcorn and a nice glass of bourbon to go with it]

No Salvatore-related drama allowed. Maybe I'll go change the welcome sign to say that.

Don't think that would change much, but you're welcome to try.

[It looks like they're nearing the hospital. Stefan can't help relaxing his guard as they approach - for Alesci, the hospital was like home. His parents worked at one, and he had grown up knowing nearly every single person that worked here at one point or another. Salvatore's parents... they, uh, they were farmers? Owners of some great estate?

The details are slipping.] So how does this work? You snagging dinner, I mean?

You shouldn't tempt me.

[Damon glances up at the hospital and raises his eyebrows; just like everything else in Coba, it gave off that small town vibe, as though he could learn who worked there in a day or two, if he felt like it.

The question makes him pause, briefly. Of course, maybe Stefan doesn't remember little details like that. That and his methods have changed over the years, when it came to stocking up on blood bags. So he figures he'll go with the nicer of his usual options]

Walk in, find cute nurse, compel cute nurse, profit.

Oh. I was thinking you could get them cleared through-- [He bites his lip. Salvatore's parents aren't doctors, and they sure aren't alive. That's a silly thought, even if it would make sense for Alesci.]

Nevermind. Compulsion works in this case.

Cleared through what? You got a better idea?

[finish your sentences, little brother]

Well, Mom and Dad used to be able to write off stuff through health insurance. Blood bags were one of them - and I should know, I worked at the office every summer.

But this isn't Locke, so... [He shrugs.] Unless I started working here, it'd be relatively useless.

[he opens his mouth to say that no, mom and dad never did any of that, before it clicks that he isn't talking about their parents. He can't help but make a bit of a face; that was going to take some getting used to]

That seems a little too legal for my tastes.

[Damon please]

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