// 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

[stonecore]

[...I mean, it is.

Petrichor pauses for a beat.] Mi estas infano.

[rockthemonkey]

[Who is the real child here though.... Goku doesn't know any better.]

Mi... estas... infano... [Trying very hard to pronounce it right. Look at him being earnest. Look at his cute face.] Hey, Petrichor! Mi estas infano!

[Feed him pancakes to make up for this.]

[stonecore]

[Hey, if he's going to be using her language like an exotic toy, she may as well make it a proper game. She can't help the smirk that curls.]

Very good.

[Best student she's ever had, tbh.]

Many old wives on Wreath be wanting to feed you if you telling them that. [What grandmother wouldn't want to spoil a precocious child, after all?] When last you ate?

[rockthemonkey]

[Wow he's just trying to learn?? But he loves it when people feed him so he will have to remember this phrase.]

Ages ago! [Maybe two hours ago.] I'm starvin'!

[stonecore]

[Learn to not call her native language "weird" and ask her to do it like a dog trick, maybe!!]

Yes, clearly you suffering. [That's definitely a "not that long ago" kind of complaint.] If you wanting many foods listed before, I not be feeding fuzzies as well. That be your responsibility.

[rockthemonkey]

[HE'S CHINESE of course it sounds weird to him.]

Eh? Really? [Visibly torn! He's hungry... But his new friends... But he's hungry....] But we said we'd both get the food, right? It's for all of us!

[stonecore]

I buy food for people, not pests.

[She ain't budging, with that laundry list of foods. And there's a look in her eye as she watches him out of the side that says she won't really tolerate sharing of table scraps, either. Use your own money for the tribbles, Goku.]

[rockthemonkey]

[There's no such thing as table scraps when Goku's around anyway. He wilts under Petrichor's look. It's a familiar one and one he doesn't have much trouble decoding.]

Okay... [He'll pay for the tribble cereal.] That means you and me can still eat together, right?

[Buying food for people... She's a nice person after all!]

[stonecore]

[Sigh, yeah. She was clearly getting softer after living with that dumb pacifist and his wife -- but then, Goku hasn't done anything wrong other than let the tribbles multiply all over him. She's seen worse.]

Yes, yes. I not have company too often for meals. Maybe it be interesting. No harm come from trying, for certain.

[rockthemonkey]

[No harm will come from a meal with Goku, so long as she watches her fingers.]

It'll be fun! [Somehow, there are still tribbles attached to Goku's clothing.] What kind of foods do you like?

[stonecore]

[Petrichor just grunts again. Sure, lots of fun.]

In army, being picky is being foolish.

[Same with prison, really, but she'll keep that one to herself for now.]

Suppose I be wanting fruit and pancakes, as you bringing up them before.

[rockthemonkey]

[Goku sure... wouldn't be able to sympathise with prison... and limited food options... Nope.... ]

It's hard when you're traveling too.

[Especially when you're traveling with a Sanzo. But! One of the very few upsides to Sanzo not being around (as in, the only upside and one that totally isn't worth it, but we won't get into that now) is that Goku gets to pick the menu!]

I know where there's a good breakfast place! They'll have fruit and pancakes! With syrup! Aw, man, now I'm really hungry!

[stonecore]

[truly, an unlikely friendship in the making.]

You already be "really hungry". I starting to think that be your favorite word.

[rockthemonkey]

I guess it is! [It's his catchphrase.]

I'm just really, really hungry!

[stonecore]

You be bottomless pit, I think.

[Never mind that she hasn't seen him eat, yet. She's never heard someone complain this much unless they were actually starving. Actually, even then they hadn't been like this... Hmn.]

Breakfast place being far?

[rockthemonkey]

That's what everyone else says too... Is it that bad? Everyone's gotta eat.

[But watching Goku eat is an Experience that few can forget. You're in for a show, Petrichor.]

Mm, nah. [Goku starts to walk ahead, pointing in some direction where there is restaurants and shops and you don't need me to draw you a map.] It's this way! You'll like it!

[stonecore]

Big assumption.

[But he's probably right. Like she said, being picky was foolish, and she wasn't in the habit of being a fool unless it was to pay debts. She looks a little distracted the longer they walk along street, head turning so she could sniff this way and that, and -- oh man. Now she was hungry.

Petrichor picks up the pace a little, even taking the lead again, and stops in front of their destination.]

This being our stop? Smells correct.

[aaa fruity pancakes and syrup aaaaa...]

[rockthemonkey]

[A normal person might be a little put off by Petrichor sniffing so obviously. Goku is not normal though, and indeed appreciates that she's using her senses properly. You'd think everyone else walked around with their nostrils clamped shut. Goku runs to catch up with her again, sniffing the air happily himself.]

Yeah! Ah, they've got strawberries! [Yaaay] Come on, let's go let's go!