// 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. Welcome to Oros! It's no vacation destination and you're in for an interesting ride. While the planet is big, there's not much to explore beyond the vast, stretching reaches of a boiling hot, red desert. Which means it's fun for the whole family! There are hostile aliens on the planet who aren't taking kindly to you, an alien on their planet. They're stronger than you and you're out numbered. Likely out gunned, too. But, really, good luck! You'll be coming back alive. For more information on the planet and things that may be found there, please go here and give it a read! There you can also find the missions completed in game should you need any additional prompt. Whatever you can imagine that fits with the setting itself works! [ PLEASE NOTE: Threads taking place on Oros cannot be used as game canon, as they required prior signups to participate, but the setting is provided so that you can get an idea of just one of the kinds of events that will be in game! ] ➣ 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, there's no limit to what you can do on the TDM.

Comments

[agenda]

my best friend and my boss have been so i'm pretty confident
plus like i said the bar is low. like there is no bar

is you're favorite that much better??

[agenda]

not if your goal is avoiding creepy crawlies, no
at least in space you can airlock that stuff

Pino | Ergo Proxy

[dollfie]

[Scenario 002]

[While she might not look it, and while the childish personality might not give it away, Pino's pretty handy to have on this little mission. Namely in that nothing can actually effect her, so she can blissfully peace off into the unknown to forage and explore without worry of falling prey to something. Despite appearances, Pino's actually extremely heavy-- far too heavy for most predators to pick up and carry off or something, and in general they seem to ignore her anyway.

(It's the whole "actually a robot" thing; maybe they can smell it and realize she's not flesh and blood but unappetizing wire and idk, oil? Probably?)

Appearances can truly be deceiving, but that's about where it all ends because Pino is still a child. More or less.

Which is why she has a steaming pot held in her bare hands, filled to the brim with the most unappetizing stew known to man or alien. There's lumps of unidentifiable vegetation floating around, but Pino is beaming proudly as she presents it to anyone around camp who doesn't get away fast enough]

Here! It's full of nutrients for humans! Pino can't eat, so Pino will make sure everyone else is eating instead!

[She beams proudly of her horrible creation and looks expectant. On the bright side, you won't die eating it, but that doesn't mean it'll be pleasant... Seriously though, who let her near the cooking station?]

[Scnerio 003]

Aaaaahhhhhhhh.

[it's...a scream? Sort of? It's completely monotone, but quite loud, like someone who knows what a scream is, knows the situations it should be used in, but has no foundation for actually using it. There's no emotion behind the yell, but Pino runs through the halls anyhow, yelling and ducking to avoid the weirdo space creature chasing after her. She's small and nimble enough to avoid its reaching claws, and eventually she gets enough distance that she can sharply turn a corner and go sliding through some vent before the creature can grab her again.

Her monotone yell echoes through the vents before it dissolves into a giggle and she bursts through another vent entrance-- though this one was centered up higher, so she goes toppling to the ground below. Hopefully not on anyone, because she's actually extremely heavy and likely will cause bruises at the least if she hits or lands on someone.]

Oof... [Completely unphased by her fall, Pino sits up and beams at whoever's around] Hello! [Was something chasing her? Eh, it's fine. All in the past now.]

[WILDCARD]

[Somewhere in the shopping district there's a store selling pricey and pretentious looking art.

Outside said shop is Pino with large pieces of paper, some her size or bigger, spread out on the ground. She has paint and brushes and is cheerfully copying all the paintings in the window in perfect, exact, detail (and all in a matter of seconds). Nevermind she has pain all over herself and never mind the shop owner is getting incredibly pissed off by this, she's having a great time!

Maybe you're just a passer-by and/or maybe you've see the shopkeeper pacing up and down and looking increasingly angry at Pino's fun times. Maybe you've been called in by said shopkeeper to stop this threat to his business.

Either way, Pino proudly holds up her latest piece and grins broadly] Ta-da!

004

[partyleader]

[Nanami's thankful for the free time she has during this time of the day. It's still been a bit of an adjustment to life here on the ship, but she's glad that she has her games with her at least. She's familiar enough with the corridors by now that she doesn't really need to look up while she's strolling through them.

Which is why she never sees the person racing down the hall until she's crashing right into their arm-]

Hinata-kun...?

[Eyes wide, she blinks up at him from where she grabbed onto the wall to keep herself upright. Confused and unaware of the danger that's on his heels.]

Is... everything okay?

[juniberries]

[that is totally what you meant to say do not lie to her Lance!!

she's just going to sigh and roll her eyes when she texts in response.]

I never said it was a bad idea, Lance. I am just annoyed that you did not run this by me first.

[juniberries]

I am sorry to say that I have not.

You will find that to be a common occurrence aboard the Eluvio.

[lmf she's not even going to bother asking if this woman knows of Altea because...well.]

[dudebro]

omg r u dum or sth??? u can't leave that just sitting around!!!!

[ Good god, girl. That is like drug paraphernalia 101. ]

i'll help u look 4 them if u share when we find em

[juniberries]

No, we did not. There were times when sharp, boiling rocks would fall from the sky, but never water.

Does the water come all at once?

[curled]

It is tied with ours, as well, yet still its own entity. Admittedly, I'm more magic-minded than science, so I can talk all those minute details.

But yes! There are classes. All the instructors have offered very different takes on everything, so it can get a little confusing as they don't particularly follow one another.

[ And, hey, because of those classes, he's able to attach a schedule for them. ]

If I may, are you knowledgable on magic by practice or theory?

WILDCARD

[realimperfect]

[ Here Re-L was, trying to get some innocent shopping done now that she was back on the ship, this time with a little autoreiv in toe. Pino could take care of herself, so there was really no need to spend a whole lot of time making sure of where she was or watching her too closely - she'd functioned as an autoreiv citizen of Romdeau for too long to get up to anything too entirely devious, especially for one resembling a human child. And thank goodness for that, too, considering that Re-L didn't have the patience for a real human child at all.

She experiences a moment of concern as she turns from paying at the register to find the little autoreiv gone - stopping to scan the immediate area, and, well..

Re-L isn't exactly that most understanding of why the shop keeper is so angry, and instead gives an appreciative nod. ]

Maybe you should become a painter, Pino.

02

[estrayer]

[ Speaking officially, this planet sucks. Jace had actually been feeling relatively good about this mission. Relatively, in that although he's not where he ought to be, although his life has been royally fucked up by this little adventure, this part of it had looked like an easy win. In, get what they need, out again. Simple.

Of course it hadn't been simple. He's been separated from his group for the last hour, after he launched himself headfirst into a pack of...whatever those goddamn aliens had been, and he's been looking for them ever since. He's used to fighting alongside people who know what they're doing. People who know how he moves, who he can anticipate, and who can anticipate him. Every single time he raises his blade here, he wishes he had Alec at his back.

Failing that, he wishes he had anyone.

Left alone, he'd activated his Unseen and Soundless runes, hoping to avoid unwanted attention while he looks for them. The only sound he makes now is when he puts his seraph blade through the tentacled thing in the bushes behind her, and kicks its corpse out in full view. Annoyed, Jace pulls out his stele and runs them over the runes. It makes him appear as if from nowhere, grass-stained and covered in alien slime. He's had a rough day. ]

This one got tired of waiting.

[ He's still holding his seraph blade, which casts a cool light on the ground ahead of them. Jace hefts it, putting it back into the sheath on his back. The sword vanishes as soon as it's there, and Jace strides forward to look at the girl. ]

Where's your team? I lost mine, and these things are everywhere.

[dollfie]

[Pino beams at the praise and giggles happily] Do you think so? Maybe...

Oh, but, I'd have to make new stuff, right? [Not that she was incapable of it now, but it was easier to recreate. She hums thoughtfully and tilts her head from side to side as she thinks on it.

The shopkeeper chooses that moment to storm to the open door, pointing to Pino and addressing Re-L]

Is that little brat yours'?! Get her out of here, she's going to ruin my business!

[Pino scrambles up and behind Re-L for protection, making a face at the angry man]

[vodkatwist]

Uh I didn't just leave it lying around, jerkass, I just looked away for a minute. It's not like I told it to wait outside the bar while I drank for five hours.

[She doesn't treat her drugs like children, dang.]

Fine I guess you can have some but you have to be a productive investigator and accept maximum 20 percent of all fuck up carrots.

[realimperfect]

Yes, that is generally the goal when one becomes an artist. [ She thinks Pino could actually be very successful. With photographic memory, and the like, it wouldn't be too hard for her to copy down and pain the things she was seeing out in the world, instead of copying already made works.

She'd been about to say as much until the shopkeeper storms over, the immediate aggression making Re-L's eyes narrow. Yes, she may not have the best patience with the little autoreiv. But will she stand by and let some shop keeper speak about her (now) autoreiv child like that?

Hell no. ]

I suggest you settle down and walk back in to your shop before I help her to start selling them with that specifically in mind.

jace wayland | shadowhunters

[estrayer]

(A) 003. PARASITES EVERYWHERE

[ From somewhere in the distance, there is an enormous crash. Then there's another, followed by the sound of something being dragged across the ground. A moment later, a tallish, square-set blond boy with a very dubious undercut is thrown into the corridor's wall with enough force to put a dent in it. He slumps to the floor, bleeding, but apparently undeterred. He lifts one hand to push his hair back from his face, smearing it with blood in the process. His eyebrow has split. He turns to spit more blood onto the floor, and then hauls himself up.

His skin is decorated with tattoo-like black symbols, some more faded than others. In one hand, he holds a short sword that glows with a cool white light. Blood is dripping from it.

Not Jace's blood. Staggering back, he looks around, fixing on whoever's closest. ]

Something's on board. It just tried to kill me, and I think it used to be my partner. Don't ask. We need to secure this level, there's more of them. Do you hear me? We have to get everyone out!

(B) 004. NETWORK POST

un: j.wayland

[ If he's honest with himself, the worst part about being here isn't when he's fighting the elements on some desolate alien planet, or when his mission goes south and every plan he'd had goes out the window. Or when some weird, seven-jawed disaster of an alien is trying to kill him. In fact, all of that stuff feels kind of normal. Jace is built to cope with that kind of pressure.

No, the worst part is when the pressure's off. When they're just all going about their lives inside this ship, when every day feels the same and the work he's asked to do isn't just mundane, it's Mundane. He never so badly wants to get out of this tin can as when he knows it'll be days till they're able to land again.

So, here he is, talking into his watch like an idiot and going out of his mind with boredom. ]

So, my name's Jace. I got a couple of hours to kill, and I need a sparring partner. Ideally someone who packs a punch, since I do, and it's a workout I want.

[ And he isn't exactly used to fighting Mundanes. Demons, vampires, other Shadowhunters - all of them are strong, fast, and durable. There's got to be someone who fits that bill here.

But just in case there isn't... ]

Failing that, if you're a novice and you'd like not to be, I could maybe help. Show you a few moves, so you're ready the next time something with tentacles tries to eat you. Anything's better than waiting around here all day, so hit me up if you're interested.

(C) CREATE YOUR OWN

[ Prompt Jace! I'm good with any scenario. ]

[mullet]

plenty of people don't like parties.

[mullet]

please don't. this list is completely ridiculous as it is.

[mullet]

no, i wasn't meaning to say that mine was better. but i've also been to mine.

un: artsy

[angele]

Is your first name Jace, or is this just the weirdest coincidence ever?

Nanami Chiaki | Dangan Ronpa 3

[partyleader]

SCENARIO 002.

[Eating the fruit was a bad idea. It was a really, really bad idea...

Her whole body is burning, sweat rolling down her forehead. Camp... I have to get back to-

Nanami gasps, horrified at the sight in front of her.]

What-?!

[Nanami ducks and screams dodging the spinning blade that flies her way. Barely catching her footing, she starts running blindly, anything she can to get away. But even as she runs, there's more things that come flying out at her, spears that tear at her clothes and cut at her flesh.

This shouldn't be happening, why is this happening?!]

H-help! Somebody, please help me!

[And Nanami runs, unaware that there's nothing in the forest cutting her at all.]

SCENARIO 004.

[Nanami can't help but let out a sigh. She's been wandering around the sprawling shopping centre for at least half an hour, and she still hasn't found any electronics stores or places that might have games. Even if she did find one, she still doesn't know if there would be any that she could play on her Game Girl Advance, but still...]

Aren't there any games to play in a place so big...?

[Maybe somebody could help her out?]

WILDCARD.

[Feel free to throw anything else at me!]

[estrayer]

[ He stares at the username. Why would anyone do that? It just means he has no idea who he's talking to. He bets it's a Mundane thing. Anyway: ]

yeah, i'm jace.
it's a coincidence because...?

( b ) text | un: erso

[realists]

I'll punch you.

[ what? he wants someone who packs a punch. ]

zombie party

[indecisions]

( well that's a weird ass sword.

rey's quite happily trucking along, staring everything that moves down angrily as she stalks through the corridor, but when a guy literally comes crashing down in front of her it's kind of hard to just glare. she brandishes her staff quickly, but with all the blood spitting and talking she assumes he's probably not going to try and eat her.

she doesn't much like his tone, but hey. )

This level's clear.

( her voice is gruff, because she's in super tough guy mode right now clearly, but she pulls her staff back and looks around in the direction that jace had just been bodily thrown. )

Is it dead?

[angele]

Like Jace Wayland the Shadowhunter Jace?

[ She knows she's being redundant at this point, and there's really no way it's not him. But just... the timing of them both showing up here?

When he's just left?

It feels like an alternate reality. ]

[cargoed]

pool parties keith
/pool/ parties
theyre totally different