// 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.

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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. ]

un: artsy

[angele]

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

[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...?

[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. ]

[estrayer]

[ Well that's unexpected. Most people don't know Shadowhunters exist at all, much less that there's a Jace Wayland among them.

This isn't good. Given what happened right before he appeared here, it could be very bad. He looks at that username, artsy, again. Artsy. His stomach sinks. At the same time his heart lifts, for no good reason at all.

Don't. It might not even be her. ]

who are you?
i wasn't exactly expecting to be recognized here

( b ) text | un: erso

[realists]

I'll punch you.

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

[estrayer]

[ That he does. Of course this tells him nothing about what strength level this person might be, but if he has to work that out for himself, he's up to it. ]

i'm game. i'll take it you're not a novice?

[realists]

If I say no will you actually believe that with no proof?

[ if so what a chump ]

[estrayer]

it's not me i'm worried about.

[ As far as he's concerned, this risk is all on her. That's not the smartest attitude to have aboard an actual spaceship full of unknown quantities, but he's never exactly been the cautious type. ]

how about you show me what you can do. i'm ready now if you want

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?

[estrayer]

[ Is it dead.

Yeah, that's a good question. Jace's expression probably won't inspire a lot of confidence. ]

Wounded. Badly.

[ Though, not badly enough that it couldn't lift him clean off his feet and toss him. He has no idea how much he's weakened it. The strength could've just been an adrenaline rush, although that's assuming that faceless alien parasites still have things like adrenaline...

He looks around when another crash thuds against the wall, and the creature itself comes into view. Long-limbed, bleeding darkly on one side. Jace glances at Rey's staff. ]

You know how to use that? It's strong.

004. un: killjoy

[avicula]

[ as it happens, dutch is already on the training deck, fingers wrapped and sweat on her forehead. they have punching bags here, but it's not the same thing at all as a real spar. ]

Big words. Well, then. Let's see if you can keep up.

[ the tone is jaunty, the accent british, and nothing indicates just how badly she wants a sparring partner, too. ]

[estrayer]

[ Well, if that's how she wants to play it, he needs to look no further. Jace turns around, lips curving in a little smirk. He's tall and stocky, and wearing a t-shirt that leaves his arms on show. Both they, and his neck, are peppered with runs. Aware of it, he lifts his chin. ]

That won't be a problem. You heard what I said about packing a punch?

[ Just to make sure. He's already loosening his shoulders, though, falling into an easy an natural stance. He's done this so many times before, he barely needs to think about it. ]

[avicula]

[ fancy that, they're both already here. he's young, but then dutch isn't much older. she musters him for a moment, gaze lingering on the runes on his skin. ] Those mean anything?

[ her own stance matches his easily enough, hands coming up in loose fists. she's light on her feet even just standing here, shifting her weight minutely back and forth. ]

I heard you. Do your worst.

[estrayer]

[ Ordinarily, he'd be secretive. If this were his own world, he wouldn't even be visible right now. But this isn't his world, and the rules are different. He has to work with these people, and besides.

If this is going to be a fair fight, it's right that she knows. ]

They're runes. They make me faster, stronger, more accurate. They do a lot of different things.

[ Too many to list, unless she wants to sit down for a lecture on the subject. Jace prefers to teach with action, anyway. ]

It makes me stronger than most Mundanes, so I'm not sure you want my worst.

[ But we'll see. He comes closer anyway, arms raised. His first couple of jabs are far from difficult, easy enough to block providing she's not a total novice. ]

@lightwood

[jarred]

You should stop encouraging the mundanes to get in the way the next time we come up against something with tentacles and teeth.

[estrayer]

[ Alec. ]

they'll be there no matter what. best way to protect them is showing them how

don't tell me you disapprove.

[jarred]

[ still pressed about clary, dnw repeats ]

How to move out of the way of the competent fighters.

Of inviting more liabilities onto the field?

[ what do you think, buddy ]

[estrayer]

[ This feels familiar. He should have known. ]

we're not controlling this field, and the people we're working for don't restrict their intake to people like us. they're not the clave, alec.

we want to help these people, we have to do it ourselves.

[ He left their world in a mess. If there's nothing he can do about that right now, at least he can do something about this. ]

un: raknar, voice bc he's not rude

[bitesexual]

[ The voice would be a giveaway if the "j.wayland" wasn't. Formalities clearly aren't important, so: ]

You already broke the first rule.

[ Of a movie reference that will probably go directly over Jace's head, which Simon realizes about half a second after he's said it. ]

Don't they have a rec center here?

[estrayer]

[ Among the things going over Jace's head: that reference, and whatever the hell 'raknar' is. ]

Simon?

[ Figures. There's a slight edge to his voice when he says: ]

What rule? I don't know what you're talking about. [ That's par for the course. The other thing, though. ] Anyway I'm not looking to relax. Training is important. None of us know what we're facing next, and shouldn't you of all people want to practice?

[ You, the new vampire, who has power you don't yet know how to control. He's just saying. ]

A

[pscythopath]

[His lip curls when Jace comes into few, an odd mix of disgust and satisfaction. Dude looked pretty gross, but... Hey, it was the kind of gross Zack was familiar with. He snorts and lifts his own weapon, a black scythe, over his shoulder before giving the other man a challenging raise of his brow.]

Why don't we just cut them down? You already got the party started -- why waste time now?

[estrayer]

[ Okay, you know what? It's not that he's not down with that plan, but - ]

Because it's infectious. It used to be my partner. We don't clear this level, we'll be fighting everyone living on it.

[ Aside from that, he has no problems with cutting it down. Regardless of what or who it used to be, it's a monster now, and Jace knows what needs to be done. He raises his hand, and the Seraph blade flashes with light. ]

Are you helping me or getting out of my way?

[pscythopath]

[Zack rocks back on his heels before leaning to the side like he needs to get a better judge of what's behind Jace before he can make his decision. He's never been big on rescue efforts...]

Doesn't sound like a problem to me. [Hmmn. How many people even lived on this level? Did it matter? And why the heck was the sword glowing? His scythe didn't do anything cool like that!!] Fuck, man, I don't care about any of them. Might not even be able to resist killin' them myself if they look like they're gonna shit their pants. Besides, slay 'em fast enough and they can't infect people or whatever, right?

[estrayer]

[ What the hell did this guy just say. ]

Do you want to maybe not choose right now to be another problem for me?

[ Because if you hurt the crew, you're on his shitlist too, Zack. You're kind of verging on it anyway.

But these kind thoughts are interrupted by the monster itself wheeling around the corner, all piercing screams and disgusting appendages. They're officially out of time. Gritting his teeth, Jace twirls his Seraph blade back to an upright position and leaps in. The creature tries to hit him, but his body is a literal blur as it moves too fast for normal eyes to track. The flash of his blade cutting off an arm is the first sign of where he is. Then he's looking back towards Zack.

You'd better either be helping him, or running the fuck away. There's only two options he's accepting here. ]