// 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.

Comments

[axi]

I'm glad. Having people listen is the goal, after all. [Kaname chuckles at his question and nods, not minding the request for confirmation.] Part of a group called Walküre. Myself and four other members. It's a little more than selling music and performing for crowds, though.

[It's also difficult to explain without going into much detail, and she's on the fence about that.] But we've had shows on several planets. Space travel isn't new to me at all. It made the transition here smoother in comparison to some.

[taggingwomprats]

Walküre.

[ Luke rolls the word over in his mouth. Huh. He's been all over the galaxy, but he also hasn't really been stopping to take in any local music scenes. ]

If all of your stuff is like that, you're probably pretty popular.

[ He means it, too. He's genuinely impressed. His brow furrows, lips pursing in a slightly confused frown as he considers her thoughts on space travel. Kind of an interesting thing to mention. ]

You mean there are people who aren't? I mean, I wanted to get off my home planet for ages, but I knew about space travel at least. Kind of strange to think about people who haven't even heard about it.

[axi]

We are. [It's a simple statement, said without sounding boastful.] I'm happy to be a part of it.

[His reaction earns a laugh, and she nods.] Judging from some of the reactions I've seen, it looks like a safe bet. Or if they knew about, it probably wasn't to this extent. I think I can sympathize a little, too.

[A soft hum escapes her as she looks around the atrium.] Even here I might be able to forget I'm not on a planet.

[taggingwomprats]

Really?

[ He glances around at the ship with a little, considering frown. He hadn't honestly thought about that too much. Then again he's used to ships that still feel relatively roomy. Except for the Falcon. The Falcon was always rattling. Just a little. ]

I guess. It is kinda quiet. As far as spaceships go, anyway. But after I grew up on the galaxy's biggest dustball, I don't think I could mistake any ship for a planet.

[axi]

[She shakes her head, still smiling.]

That's not what I meant. There's so much greenery here, it reminds me of a planet I've been to before-- a mixture of a few, actually.

[Beaches and tropical coastlines of one and lush jungles of another are brought to mind, if only by certain colors or smells.] It's nice, possibly a good break spot for people.

I'm Kaname, by the way. Kaname Buccaneer.

[taggingwomprats]

Oh!

[ There is that. Luke glances around with a blink, as if he's just now noticing all the of the greenery. He honestly hadn't been thinking about that. Woops. He shrugs, looking a bit sheepish. ]

Yeah, that's true. Sometimes I'm still amazed how green some planets are, honestly...

[ He grins, regaining his mental footing, and offers a hand. ]

I'm Luke Skywalker. Nice to meet you.

[axi]

Dustballs might do that to you. [A friendly joke to test the waters as she takes his hand, shaking it.]

You, too. [Her hand drops, but she's still interested in conversation.] So now you know what I do for a living, more or less. What about you, anything exciting?

[taggingwomprats]

Tell me about it. I couldn't wait to get off of Tatooine.

[ His smile is a touch wan as they shake hands. He left his home planetz true, but he also lost his only family that day. It'd not all pleasant memories. ]

Me? I'm a pilot with the Rebellion. And a Jedi.

[ Sort of. ]

[axi]

What rebellion? [More proof they're from different worlds, since that's completely new to her.

Despite the conversation, she turns to walk, slowly, so he gets the idea. Standing around is strange.]

And you'll have to explain what a Jedi is. That's an entirely new term for me.

[taggingwomprats]

The Rebellion against the Galactic Empire.

[ OK, that's also super generic. Blame George Lucas. ]

The Alliance to restore the Republic. [ That means she is definitely not from his neck of the metaphorical woods. He follows her, hands in his pockets. ]

Uh, Jedi. Ben Kenobi put it like this: The Jedi Knights were - are, I guess - guardians of peace and justice, strong in the force. Peacekeepers. Judges. I'm just... sort of the last one.