// 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

shiro — voltron

[bayarm]

2 — HALLUCINATIONS

[ the mission had seemed simple enough: go down to the planet, secure a landing spot, locate edible flora and fauna, find out if this place is one that they can live on. it's the kind of thing that shiro's been trained for, long before he ever made it past the boundaries of his solar system. in all that time, it never went quite as spectacularly wrong as now, not counting the time that his team and shiro were kidnapped by aliens.

shiro is counting that time. how can he not, when he's been back in the ring aboard the galra ship, fighting not against one of the other prisoners, not against some monster, but against a galra version of himself, one that keeps laughing and telling him that he's part galra, that he belongs to them, that he's one of them and he'll hurt everyone he's ever loved. he doesn't know how long the fight lasts; loses all sense of time until eventually he finds himself in a cave together with one of the other members of the landing team who's looking at him with worried eyes.

shiro can imagine what kind of picture he makes: eyes wide and unseeing, skin pale, cold sweat on his forehead and his prosthetic arm pressed to his chest, alight with purple. he forces out a shaky — ] Don't eat the berries.

4 — SPACE SURVEY (un: paladin)

What planets do you all come from? Have you been in space before?

4 (un: pixie)

[pixiestyx]

good ol earth and nope!!!! almost did once tho

[bayarm]

Almost? [ sounds like there's a story there. ]

Where on Earth?

[pixiestyx]

well first i was in wales and then i was in new york and then i was in san francisco and then i was on um this old asteroid base that got turned into an island off the COAST of san francisco and then i was in new york again

and i've almost been to space because i was being kidnapped by aliens :/ but i managed to get away in time!!! what about u

2 ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) long time no see

[juniberries]

[It had been a simple enough mission, despite losing communication with Eluvio and the others they were to meet up with on this planet awhile ago. The planet was rife with vegetation, probable food, and water sources, and beyond a few vitriolic animal encounters, they had managed to make camp to wait out the ion storm.

Well, they had made camp, and she had started up a fire to try to cook the vegetables they had found, as well as heat up the rations provided in case they couldn't scavenge any edible resources. Allura had been talking to another in their party when Shiro began acting strangely, frighteningly so, and when she had approached him to ask what's wrong he had tried to attack her, taking off running but not before damaging the shoulder of her suit.

Finding him hadn't been difficult; she essentially followed a path freshly cut and smelling of burnt wood before finding him huddled in a cave, sweating profusely, but slightly calmer than before. She's crouched a little over an arms length away, one hand pressed against her shoulder.]

What happened, Shiro?

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ hi again

[bayarm]

[ most of the times when flashbacks hit and he's back on the galra ship, fighting for his life and their amusement, shiro doesn't move, eyes growing unseeing. freezing, especially in battle, is more than just uncomfortable. it makes him a liability, and it terrifies shiro to think that he might freeze up at a crucial moment and cause damage to the team. seeing allura now with one hand pressed to her shoulder, he thinks maybe there are worse things than freezing up.

he did that. he hadn't meant to, but he did that. ]

I'm sorry. [ is the first thing that comes out of his mouth. part of him would like to leave it at that; this isn't something he wants to talk about and sharing the things he's seen, he's done in his year of captivity, what little he remembers of it? he'd rather not.

he owes allura an explanation, though, and so he drops his head forward, fist clenching before he forcibly relaxes it. ] I was back on the Galra ship, in the ring. Fighting a Galra version of myself.

∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ glad to see you back in rpland

[juniberries]

Don't worry, it's fine.

[At the very least, it's a relatively shallow scratch; it burns more than anything but it's nothing she can't handle, so she shrugs it off, worried more about his current state than the state of her arm.

But she still keeps her distance, careful, cautious lest he lash out at her again, but he seems to be coming to as opposed to fading out again. His response has her frowning deeply, brow creasing with concern, especially when he mentions a Galra version of himself. She wants to press, wants to ask, but...]

You were hallucinating, Shiro. And...do you really think it's due to the berries? [Still crouching, she does move a bit closer to him, reaching for a canteen of water strapped to the thigh of her suit.] Are you still feeling ill?

4 ; un: buccaneer

[axi]

I was born on a planet called Divide, but I haven't been there in years. More recently, a planet called Ragna was my home. Plenty of times.

[bayarm]

I'm afraid I haven't heard of those. What brought you to space?

four

[rumbling]

( un: maine )

used to live in space, so this isn't anything new.
you know what you're doing or new to this, too?

[bayarm]

I know some of what I'm doing. In that I've been in space before. And have been for a while now.

4 - un: washington

[sixth]

Depends. You want the one I was born on? The one I was on before I got here? I've been to a lot of planets. Spent most of my life in space.

[bayarm]

I'm mostly just curious, so any you feel fit the description.

4; un: DINOBOT

[codeofhero]

Cybertron. Spacetravel has been a long staple of my people.

[bayarm]

I'm afraid I don't know that planet. I'm from Earth.

2

[realimperfect]

[ Re-L can't quite figure out how the hell she'd gotten where she was - there was an odd memory of running through the underbrush looking for somewhere quiet and contained to be, convinced something was chasing her. Ah, right - she'd thought she was being chased by proxies. A silly thing, now that she looked back on it, as she on her feet alone would've been easily caught and done away with had something been that intent on getting her that had, in fact, been fully proxy. Or at least that's what she thought.

Who knew what those things might want with her, knowing the truth now -

Either way, she's more interested in that glowing purple arm than his advice, for the moment, curling deeper in to that big, white coat. ]

Too little, too late on that advice. [ A pause, her curiosity is piqued, and - ] What is your arm made of?

[bayarm]

You, too? [ shiro asks before he can think better of it, a quick and almost surprised question. he hadn't been entirely sure that the hallucination hadn't just been a flashback, that he hadn't just frozen, triggered by something again — but no, there are no new memories and it isn't like the other times.

and then she asks her question, and he almost immediately curls the fingers of his prosthetic into a fist. he doesn't give in to the instinct to hide it behind his back, but it's there. ] I don't know.

2

[drunkle_qrow]

[Worried? Eh, maybe a little, but it's tough for Qrow to look much of anything but grim. Especially after he'd had to drag a hallucinating, convulsing full grown man through predator-filled forest and into a cave. Then had to hope that the thrashing and yelling wouldn't attract any other predators.

It had. It'd been a hell of a long night.]

No kiddin'. [The dry tone is the best he can manage right now, so Shiro'll just have to deal. He does however shove a flask of something strong smelling toward Shiro.] Here. Hair of the dog.

[He's not sure how alcohol will go with hallucinogenic berries but maybe the kick'll bring him back some.]

[bayarm]

[ shiro doesn't drink much, especially not strong stuff. he always had better things to do; flying simulations, spending time with people, reading or working out seemed more sensible back on earth, and now he has bigger things to worry about than alcohol. still: when he's offered the flask, he takes it — and for a moment, he only looks at it, but then he takes a swallow, shuddering almost immediately. ]

Thanks. [ a beat. ] What is this?

[ there are more pressing questions, like how he got into this cave, what precisely happened, whether he hurt anyone. shiro will have to ask them sooner or later, but for now, he's glad to cling to the semblance of normalcy for a moment longer. ]

2

[ouzel]

[ This guy looks in real bad shape, and Cassian is digging around in his pack for water to give him, or something, when he manages to croak out something about the food. ]

Got it. [ That's all he says and then he's pressing a canteen into his space. ] Water. You look like you need it.

[bayarm]

[ shiro feels like he's in bad shape, too, but he'll pull himself together in a minute, or at least he's planning to. the offer of water distracts him from implementing that plan, and he's glad for the distraction. ]

Thank you. [ he takes several long pulls. he hands the canteen back a moment later, forcing his shoulders back. ] Do you know if I hurt anyone?

[ shiro can only hope that he didn't. ]

4!

[sensive]

un: l.organa

Alderaan.

I'm permanently stationed in space these days. Only go planetside for business.

[bayarm]

I'm afraid I don't know that planet. What kind of business do you do?

un: gen.calrissian

[bespin]

Soccoro originally, but I've been planet hopping since I was a kid. Last planet I was on for any length of time was Tatooine.

[bayarm]

I'm afraid I haven't heard of either of those.