// TEST DRIVE MEME_

[eluviomods]

// TEST DRIVE_ Welcome to Eluvio's Test Drive Meme! Whether you'd like to try out a character in the setting, get some samples for your application, or just mess around and have fun, this is the place to do it. If you're getting samples together, remember that you need at least four comments made by you in the thread for it to count. Pick any of the scenarios below or make up any of your own. This is space! There are infinite worlds and possibilities. If you'd like to thread out hijacking a ship, do it! If you'd like to get stuck on a remote planet with only one other person for company, do it! Take the wheel and guide your own adventure! The most important thing is to have fun! ➣ SCENARIO 001. It's a normal day aboard the Eluvio. Maybe you're on your way to work. Maybe you're hanging out with friends. You can even be up to nefarious misdeeds. Whatever the case, you're having a relatively uneventful day. And then you see it. From a distance, it looks like a ball of fur. Up close, it looks like a ball of fur. If you touch it, it will chitter at you. It will vibrate and purr. Where this is coming from is anyone's guess because even if you turn it over, there's nothing to see but more fur. It's pretty harmless, though. Leave it there. Take it with you. The choice is yours. As you continue about your day, you'll begin to notice more of these little furballs. On the ground. Sitting on tables. Here and there at random intervals. By the end of the day, they're fucking everywhere. Good luck! If you get overwhelmed, maybe go talk to that bald starship captain who showed up last week. He might know something about the furry invaders. ➣ SCENARIO 002. Congratulations! You've been selected to be part of the team being sent down to the planet around which the fleet is currently orbiting. Initial scans of the surface show that oxygen is in abundance, temperatures support carbon-based life-forms, and there aren't any large quantities of poisonous gases that might pose problems. Your mission is to secure a landing site, set up a camp, and locate edible flora and fauna. Stores aboard ship are running a bit low on food and it's projected to be another three weeks before the fleet reaches a station large enough to replenish supplies. Once identified, larger parties will be sent to the surface to help hunt and gather. The good news is, scans show fruits, vegetables, and animals are plentiful. The bad news is that once your ship lands on the planet, everything goes sideways. An unexpected ion storm sweeps through the solar system, shorting out communications between the fleet and the team. It wreaks havoc with the electronics planet-side too, temporarily shorting out the smaller craft's navigational array. Until it passes, about six standard days, you're stuck down there. And the bountiful harvest isn't without its dangers. Even the most docile looking animal will attack. Sampling the fruits and vegetables will cause temporary paralysis, hallucinations, and psychosis. Inhaling pollen will bring out a person's baser instincts. The planet itself is predatory, you see. Everything on it has evolved to entice visitors from nearby systems and kill them. And the fleet's unwittingly taken the bait. ➣ SCENARIO 003. It's been a rough day. Everything's going wrong. Machines are breaking down everywhere. The owner of your favorite business wasn't there today and the store was closed when you stopped by to pick something up. A coworker didn't show up for work, leaving you with an interested workload. And now it feels like you're being watched. It started about ten minutes ago, but whenever you turn to look, there's no one there. The feeling doesn't go away, though. No matter where you are, it feels like eyes are watching. Did you hear something? A quiet, scuffling scratching sound just for a second? Maybe you did. Maybe you didn't. But it came from the misshapen monstrosity that just punched a hole through the bulkhead right beside you. The creature makes a low, wet gargling noises and darts toward you: six to seven feet tall, vaguely humanoid, and covered in strange growths over which is stretched bubbling grayish-brown skin. Maybe you notice tatters of familiar clothing hanging off of it. Or there's enough left of its eyes to recognize the shape and color. Or maybe something about the noises it's making sound familiar. It's your missing coworker and it looks like the unfortunate soul ran afoul of that weird slimy creature the science team brought back from that jungle planet a month ago. The good news: you can kill it. The bad news: it can kill you. It's fast, it's hungry, and it reproduces at an alarming rate. A single bite can transfer the parasites in its bloodstream to you. Then you'll be just like your buddy. And that shop owner you like so much. And all of the people on Level 12. And... ➣ SCENARIO 004. You're welcomed and encouraged to make up your own scenarios. As you can see, there will be a wide variety of the types of things your character will encounter in this game. So feel free to make your starters as horrific, sexy, lighthearted, action-packed, or slice of life as you'd like. Make up a planet, make up a location on the Eluvio, make up a ship in the fleet, fight off a zombie alien invasion, NPC Captain Picard, there's no limit to what you can do on the TDM.

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[ouzel]

[ Cassian has had it up to here with this forsaken planet.

First, the ion storm. Totally fried the ship, communications, Kay, and now people are eating things and turning into problems he has to handle. He's already developing a black eye - the guy was sorry about it but still. Black eye! He hates them. And now he's hearing things. ]

¿Quién está aquí afuera? Un hijo de puta que es triste y cansado, [ he says, and then someone is actually calling and okay, he's running towards them, blaster drawn...

And it's some girl with a staff on the ground.

It only takes a second but once he's sure this isn't some weird trap (look people have been behaving badly today) he's rushing over to her. ]

Are you all right? What's happened?

[indecisions]

( rey is sort of cursing her head off by the time cassian ends up at her side, because this is really inconvenient and really embarrassing and if there was literally any way out of this that didn't require the help of another person she'd choose it, no matter how much harder it might be.

alas, any way that doesn't require a person doesn't exist, so here she is - foul mouthed and scowling and not at all happy to be here. if she's happy to see help arrive in the form of cassian, she certainly doesn't show it. her pride is far too wounded for that. )

I didn't even think, what's wrong with me? I was coming back to base and there were those stupid berries and I just grabbed them and now... ( she nods her head in the direction of her limp, useless arm, and finally the frustration softens into something more like resignation. she's certainly not about to bite the hand that feeds-- or rescues. whatever. )

I just need help up. I can make it back myself.

( probably. possibly. maybe. )

[ouzel]

[ Angry women cursing because they need help? Check. Small bundles of fury that believe they can do things for themselves even when they clearly need the assistance of others? Check.

Cassian feels like he's dealing with a slightly more feral version of Jyn, and that's saying something. ]

Well, you're not the first and as long as comms are down, you probably won't be the last. It could be worse. You could be hallucinating.

[ Down on his knees he gets, offering to get an arm around her waist and the girl up on her feet. ]

Yeah well I'm not letting go until I see you take a couple of steps, so. Up!

[indecisions]

I'll count myself lucky then.

( it's said through gritted teeth, but there's at least a humour to it. she's not so angry about the situation that she's going to be a complete jerk -- just like. half of one.

there's some awkward shuffling to navigate around her numb arm and leg, but she manages to work an arm around cassian's shoulders and use her good leg to haul herself up onto her feet. it's a lot more effort than she'd anticipated, and she actually has to take a moment to collect herself.

just a moment, mind, and then she jams the quarterstaff under her arm as best as she can. already she's fairly certain that this isn't going to work, but she'll be damned if she isn't going to try. she manages one step semi-successfully with the staff as her makeshift crutch before it all goes to hell. there's more cursing as she stumbles, but she manages to keep herself upright at least. )

Well. ( look this is killing her. she's very self-reliant, rey, it's actually kind of her defining trait. admitting defeat doesn't at all come naturally to her. so basically this is like pulling teeth. ) There is....a chance I might need a little more help.

( was that really so hard? )

[ouzel]

So will I. People hallucinating throw good punches, all things considered.

[ Cassian doesn't actually let go, not even when she starts attempting to use her quarterstaff as a crutch. He can see that's going on a long road to nowhere, but he also knows better than to tell her what she can or can't do.

Better that she reach that realization on her own or she might refuse his help even more. ]

That's okay. Good thing I'm here then.

[ He adjusts the way he's holding her and smiles. ]

I'll take a step for every one you can take, alright? Ready?

[ Worse come to worse, he can probably give her a piggyback ride. ]

[indecisions]

( um he will not be giving her a piggyback ride. not a chance in hell. )

I can see that. You should have ducked.

( she genuinely doesn't mean that in a rude way, it just sure as hell sounds like it. the staff gets adjusted, her useless floppy arm sort of swung at cassian's back as a kind of counterweight, and it's not ideal, but it's a hell of an improvement on rey lying on the floor, practically immobile.

a couple of steps in, rey's starting to realise that this would have been a much easier option to start with. maybe there's something to actually taking the help you need! who'd have thunk it. )

Thank you, ( she probably should have said this earlier, but at least she's saying it at all, right? she pauses, briefly, but when she speaks again she actually smiles. she's not all salt and pride. ) not everyone would have stopped. This place is a minefield.

[ouzel]

[ Piggyback rides are amazing, you have no idea what you're missing 'feral Jyn' as Cassian has taken to calling you. In his head, anyway. ]

Ah, but I didn't, and maybe someone will fuss over me as a result. Not a terrible ending.

[ He has friends! They might do that.

Jyn will probably try to fight poor Shiro for having given him a black eye to begin with. ]

You're welcome, and it is. I want off this planet as soon as possible, but we'll see if anyone gets what they want.

I'm Cassian, by the way.

[indecisions]

( tragically enough she would be so flattered with that name.... )

Maybe girls will think it makes you look tough?

( it's said as seriously as anything else that has come out f her mouth, so seriously in fact that he could absolutely be forgiven for not realising that this is supposed to be a joke. there's a smirk twitching at the corners of her lips though, and yes she is lame enough to look super amused at her own terrible jokes. )

Cassian, nice name. ( is it?? rey has no idea what constitutes a nice name, but it seemed an appropriate enough reaction.

there's like half a second of a pause before her brain kicks itself into gear and stops worrying about nice names. ) Oh, and I'm Rey.

[ouzel]

Jyn will probably try to hit the person who hit me instead of thinking it looks tough. So I don't plan on telling her who it was.

[ Cassian gives her something between a smirk and a smile, because it wasn't a terrible joke, all said. ]

Hey, Rey. Mucho gusto.