// 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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[realimperfect]

[ Re-L isn't really a talkative sort, but she's typically all down for these kinds of discussions to try and figure out what the hell is going on around her. For the moment she's been pretty taken with looking out of port holes and seeing stars for the first time - maybe a silly, childish thing to be all over looking at, but hey, give her a break, she's never seen a sky that wasn't obscured by cloud upon cloud of nuclear debris.

He asks the question and she turns with a bit of a quirk to those severe black brows, but then, nods. ]

Yes, if you want to.

[ If anything, she's pretty pleased he didn't just jump her with the question. ]

[coolerjunpei]

[Note to self: approaching with caution instead of just shouting at random strangers does indeed work better. Junpei pauses, not because he was expecting a more impolite response - he sort of was, but never mind - but because he needs to figure out how to word his Big Question without just... saying it.]

Oh, um, yeah. So, this might sound a little weird, but... have you ever, y'know—has something like this ever happened to you before? [He gestures around them at "this," to indicate "being totally kidnapped," but maybe waving his hand is vague.] I've got a second question, too.

[But he's doing this one at a time, so let's start with kidnapping.]

Sorry about any typos - phone tagging!

[realimperfect]

[ Re-L's brows crease for a moment, thrown off by his stumbling words at least until her mind processed the stumbled question. Still, it doesn't make much sense even when she's thought on it, and without much thought to what she's doing she begins mimicking his hand motions, expression a bit ... well, off. ]

I don't understand what your question is or what your motioning it about. [ She leans on the ledge of the porthole she's been looking out of, resting her chin on her hand once again. ]

Why don't you rephrase it in a way that makes sense.

[coolerjunpei]

What about that didn't make sense? [He thought he was being pretty clear... but, uh. Alright.]

I guess, uh... Have you ever been spirited away like this before?

[He switches from gesturing to just rubbing at his neck awkwardly as he asks this time, since now he feels like his really subtle questioning strategy is going to make a fool out of him before it helps anything. Ah, well.]

[realimperfect]

Just the parts where you weren't direct in your questions. ] Sorry, Junpei, Madame Literal is on patrol today apparently. He reiterates his question and she hums, fingers tapping on the wall beneath her fingers for a moment as she chooses how to answer. It's a habit she hasn't yet had a chance to stop - picking words carefully lest they make it back to her twisted in one way or another as they would often be in Romdeau if one wasn't careful -]

Yes, actually. Not in the same exact way, since... I'm more than sure that this is not my Earth and my Universe, but the same in principle. My doctor once faked my death for me so that I could escape to the outside. He regretted it in the end, but - [ A short pause. ]

Those details don't matter I bet. I'm rambling.

[coolerjunpei]

Whoa, really? [He's genuinely surprised, despite asking this question to see if he can figure out why they're all really here, like if they have something in common such as being kidnapped before. He didn't expect faked death, though.] That's... pretty intense.

[Smooth as shit, Junpei. He clears his throat hurriedly after that, forcing himself to stop just staring dumbly.]

Wait, uh, the outside of what, exactly? Where were you? [A doctor, she said, so-] A hospital?

[realimperfect]

Mmhmm. [ Things had to happen to expand the whole proxy investigation after all. Daedalus had a flare for the dramatic, but the entire 'faked death' after that attack on her and Iggy had been an alternative she hadn't really thought about until he'd brought it up. Honestly, she'd thought she'd have to sneak out even under Daedalus' nose, which would've been harder than faking her own death. ] It had to be done, though. I had things I needed to do and find.

[ There's a short pause as he asks what she was trying to get outside of, though, again reminding herself that many of these people had never experienced a domed city - ]

Well, technically, yes. Daedalus had just taken care of me after I'd been attacked, but, the main thing to get outside of was Romdeau... Where I lived before was a .. domed city. Meaning it didn't exist outside. Everything was fake, including sunlight and night skies.. well, except the air, that was filtered and recirculated. I was trying to get outside of the dome again.

I had been once, but.. that nearly killed me.