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// TEST DRIVE MEME_
// 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. |
Kurama | Yu Yu Hakusho
[Interesting new plant samples are the one purely good thing about this whole space adventure, so naturally Kurama's in the landing party. And what samples! Even if everything's tried to kill or incapacitate them so far, he can't be too annoyed when there's fun new things like these giant purple oranges to be found. He pulls one from a tree, the fruit as big as a volleyball in his hands, and sniffs it carefully. It smells too sweet, the same way all the fruits do, but he hasn't had a wide enough sampling yet to recognize what nuances might indicate what it'll do to whoever tries to eat it.
They could take it back for proper testing, but they're far enough out that it would be more efficient to just try it themselves--provided, of course, that the effects of this particular fruit don't escalate from those they've already tried. Kurama looks at his companion, holding the orange in both hands.]
Do you want to try it, or shall I?
003: Someone Call Kenny Loggins
[Kurama's not scared, exactly. This poor mutated soul is hardly the first time he's faced such a high risk of certain death, and it's not the most skilled at concealing its presence, so for all that he's essentially being attacked by an alien, there are a reassuringly small number of unknown variables. No, scared wouldn't be the word for it. "Concerned" might be more accurate, or "worried", or "annoyed that it couldn't wait until we'd reached somewhere unpopulated".
Because of course there's someone else in this stretch of hallway. Although Kurama doesn't recognize them, the idea of letting an innocent bystander get hurt holds little appeal; when the unfortunate space zombie (let's call him Gary) lunges, Kurama darts around just beyond his reach and calls out some helpful advice.]
Go warn the rest of the ship!
004: SPAAAAAAAACE
[How could I forget a wildcard option? Anything else that strikes your fancy, and feel free to toss prose at me if you prefer!]
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[She's not a scientist, but there's got to be a better method of testing than this. She looks at the orange in Kurama's hand like it's a bomb.]
Shouldn't we, like, take it to the lab so they can test it first or whatever? What if it's poison?
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Most of the toxins we've encountered so far require at least a full bite to have a dramatic impact, often more. If we keep the sample size smaller than that, we should be able to ride out the effects and be back to work much sooner than if we went all the way back to the shuttle.
[Come on, Megan, it's like half an hour's walk, and they have so many other things to look at! He pulls the orange back towards himself a little, turning it so one hand is underneath rather than both at the sides, and gives her a moment to consider.]
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The concession isn't the same thing as her stepping up fully, however!]
Um... you can eat it! I'll fly you back if you keel over.
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Here goes nothing.
[He pokes a finger into the orange's flesh and then withdraws it, licking the thin coating of juice off his skin with the flat of his tongue. It kicks in almost immediately, and as the world begins to change he finds he can't take his eyes off of Megan's hair. It's fascinating.]
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Um, how're you feeling? Any, like, tingling or numbness? Hallucinations? Er, would you be able to tell if you were hallucinating?
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Your hair appears to have been tiny flowers this entire time.
[Hallucinations. Definitely hallucinations.]
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Oooookay. No more special oranges for you. D'you think you're up to a flight, or are you just gonna puke on me on the way over?
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[Her skin appears to be construction paper now, not a three-dimensional object but a flat girl-shaped cutout in the world with clothes and flower-hair and wings pasted on and features drawn in pencil. It's strange, but hallucinations are one of many things Kurama's learned how to deal with over the years, so he knows he can wait this much out.
Oh, right, he'd been talking.]
--exceptional by human standards.
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[] There is no end to the number of reasons either one might have to not partake of the weird alien fruit, much less the inherent risks involved in both doing so. Koumyou is not the sort that pays any attention to such details. Frankly, the man shouldn't be allowed out without proper supervision on unknown worlds, and Kurama does not qualify. ]
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One of us has to retain control of his faculties in case we're attacked by a ravenous squirrel.
[And since Kurama is freshly reminded that his partner for the day is a little short on day-to-day wisdom, he knows exactly who gets to risk paralysis and other fun things.
He hands the giant purple space orange to Koumyou.]
Try not to eat too much. We do still have other plants to check.
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[ Given Koumyou's constitution, he might not be the best test subject for an accurate understanding of the effects. Still, he'll accept the purple orange gratefully, apparently not yet cautious of the inherent dangers of eating unknown fruit. His luck has been alarmingly good this far, and it takes him a moment to start peeling the massive fruit to reveal a vivid riot of colors inside. ]
It smells very blue. [ It's a helpfully offered observation, a bit odd even by Koumyou's standards. ]
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Is synesthesia normal for you?
[It's possible this is some variation on the inducement of hallucinations, but Kurama's not about to jump to conclusions before the test has even truly begun. It still smells overly sweet to him, perhaps a little alcoholic, so something interesting is happening regardless.]
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[ Not that it really matters he's just curious. He's totally gonna eat that thing. He's already nipped it out of your hand to sniff at it. ]
I'm calling it a Purple.
[ He's way too cheerful about impending death. ]
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[He says it teasingly, but they really are stuck relying on luck and demon physiology otherwise. Fortunately, Yusuke has plenty of both on his side. Kurama folds his arms and waits to see whether the "purple" is going to be the end of them.]
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[ He broke it open, carefully, in case it was actually like an orange inside too. And who wanted alien citrus in the Eye? ]
Even if Humans can't eat it maybe we can, that's why we're the ones fucking around with alien food anyway right?
[ He broke off a bit and popped it in his mouth]
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That's right. What might harm a human may only give us a nice buzz or have no adverse effects at all, and the biology of the other non-humans aboard could be equally resilient.
[He checks to make sure Yusuke's swallowed his bite of fruit before concluding that thought with:]
Or this could be the super-evolved ultimate predator plant that will kill us all.
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I always forget that you're sort of a Dick.
[ He settled to wait for a bit, and once it was clear he wasn't about to combust or fall over dead any time soon he started eating the rest. He was hungry and not in any hurry to move on. ]
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[As if this is some great mark of goodness. Yusuke seems fine so far, though, so either they've found something slow-acting or this experiment is already, uh, bearing fruit.]
How do you feel so far?
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I feel.... pretty good actually.
[ He looks a bit puzzled..and a little flushed. ]
Uh... I sorta feel drunk?
[ No that's the wrong word, but Yusuke's never been high so it's close enough. ]
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Do you feel very drunk or only a little?
[He steps closer and takes hold of the fruit, trying to sort out the scent notes now that it's open. There's nothing specifically alcoholic, but there are a few things he can just detect that seem the same type of mildly poisonous.]
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hmm..It's not really drunk I'm just feeling really good. I'm really tired now though. It's kinda weird. I'm wanting more too like a craving.
[ All he wants to do is lay down and let it wash over him, maybe much on some more. Is that cool with you Foxy? Cause now he's sliding down the tree and looking ready to do just that. ]
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Then Yusuke's sliding towards the ground, and that won't do at all. Kurama tosses the weird space orange aside and grabs for Yusuke's elbow, trying to haul him back to his feet.]
No napping on the job, Yusuke. Remember this whole planet is trying to eat us.
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[ He's trying to make jokes, he's okay right?]
I can still kick ass, It's okay. Don't panic.
[ He might be trying to pet you. Wow your hair feels nice.]
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I'll feel better about it once you've sobered up. Come on, walking should help.
[He tugs Yusuke along away from the tree, hoping he'll play along so Kurama can find them a better place to wait it out.]
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