// 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

[nodyinteam]

[He rubs at his eyes after the berries are eaten. Now he's getting a clearer look at the man who he's facing - ah. So his entire body is composed of different types of sport balls. How interesting! There's just one thing he needs to know about a person like this, and he states it bluntly:]

How do you shit?

[He raises an eyebrow at the comment about dancing - what a weirdo. But the other part, that's something he can understand. He glances around as he hears something.]

Yeah... I hear it too. Someone's singing...!

[firs]

Funny you should ask that! All you really have to do is... [ Honestly, even if he weren't high as balls right now, Coop would absolutely answer that question. He rises up to a sitting position and is crab-walking himself to turn around, pointing at his rear before the supposed music grows louder.

And so he lifts his hand. And he starts snapping. The beat's erratic, his internal metronome broken, but that's okay. In his ears, it makes perfect sense. ]

You know this one, right?

[ It's him. He's the one singing. Random-ass syllables. But he's singing.

Lord help them. ]

[nodyinteam]

THROUGH THE BASKETBALL?! [Nekomaru cries out with a horrified gasp. He'd never heard of anything so lewd!

But he does calm down at Coop's singing, as if nothing's wrong with it.]

Of course! Who wouldn't know "that" song? I'm pretty sure I've heard it all the time in my dreams! But I never thought I'd hear it sung so masterfully...

[firs]

[ You know what? He just nods enthusiastically, staying squatting, and crab-walking closer to Nekomaru. Basketball? Okay! That's fine! Honestly, the sentence doesn't even register, except maybe he swears he can hear the squeak of sneakers on a gym floor.

And he waddles closer still, until he's close enough to poke Nekomaru in the kneecap. ]

You're not singing.

[nodyinteam]

[Holy shit the mass of balls is walking at him like some type of crab! As his kneecap is bumped into, Nekomaru steps backwards like startled cat and then crouches slightly while resting his hands on his hips, much like a sumo wrestler.]

What do you mean?! Why should I sing right now? Everything else around me is singing!!

[firs]

You don't want to join in?

[ Coop's committed, okay. He sings his question to Nekomaro, extending his hands, as though that gesture's gonna get him to sing. Just that, though. ]

[nodyinteam]

[He pauses... waves his hand dismissively... then he nods and takes a deep breath.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

[It comes out more of booming shout than anything else.]

[firs]

[ And there goes Coop, smacking the other man's knee, though it only registers to Cooper as a gentle, albeit slightly nagging, prod. ]

Has anybody ever told you that you have a beautiful voice?

[nodyinteam]

[The knee-slap has no effect at all on Nekomaru, but the words due; a steady stream of tears run down his cheeks.]

No! No one's ever told me anything so... so beautiful...

[With that, he leans in for a kiss.]