// 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

AGNIESZKA | uprooted

[ariose]

TWO
[Being given the mission had practically been a dream. A chance to get her feet on real soil. But something had felt off as soon as they'd landed. A foreboding that felt dreadfully familiar.

She's beginning to recognise it now, closed away in the shelter of the ship, checking over what few crates they'd managed to fill with fruit and vegetables before the storm rolled in. Scanning over them with the devices they've been provided haven't given her cohesive answers, and eventually the feeling of unease guides her to pulling a glove off. Picking one of the fruits up. Just in time.]

Don't eat that!

[Immediate, reaching to knock a piece of the fruit out of the hands of whoever's nearest.]

It's poison. [She stares at the crates in horror.] All of it's poison.

[It's like the Wood. It's like she's back in the heart of the Wood, malice in the seeds and roots and blood of everything around them.]

FOUR (REUSING TRIBBLES FROM LAST TDM)
[The first creature, as odd as it was, had been a welcome sight. Aside from the atrium - where she spent as much time as possible - everything here felt cold and unnatural. Coming back to her assigned room to find the ball of fur, had seemed like a comfort. A little warm spot of life outside of the other crew.

But that had been the first one.

Now she's in disarray, hair tugged loose from her braid and suit scuffed and covered in fur, hauling two great armfuls of the fluffy things out of her room. The corridor outside already has a sizeable pile, and she pauses to stare it in dismay. She's certain it had been smaller only a moment ago.]

Why do you keep breeding?

[She can almost hear Sarkan's voice in her mind, dryly asking if she, Agnieszka of Dvernik, was demanding a living creature make sense.]

But it doesn't make sense. [Objecting to a man who isn't there, but she's beyond caring if she looks crazy. She's a witch who lives in the wood. She's been beyond it for a while.] It doesn't make any sense at all.

WILDCARD
[Hit me with whatever! Agnieszka's likely to spend a lot of time in the atrium (you might even find her "singing" to the plants), or learning (slowly) about the science and technology available on the ship (so she'll be a bit shaky on network usage, but I'm open to that too!)]

two (uprooted! i didn't know people played from it)

[abhero]

Hey, watch it!

[Hamel shakes off his hand and glowers at her. It didn't hurt or anything but still, how dare she smack him!]

The hell's gotten into you? How do you know it's all poison, we barely even touched any of it.

two!

[scrip]

Ugh— [ There's a full second between Agnieszka knocking the fruit out of her hand and the word poison sinking in, and for that second Dom looks prepared to throw a punch. Then her annoyance shifts gears, gaze dropping to the fruit that's still rolling gently across the metal planks. ]

Seriously? You're figuring this out after we kill ourselves getting crates of the junk?

[ Which isn't particularly generous. But it's been a long day, and her stomach's absolutely wrecked from hunger, and given a beat to reconsider her response: ]

I mean, thanks. [ A beat. ] And I'm not saying you're a liar, don't get me wrong, but— why didn't the scans pick that up planet-side?