// 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

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[thecopper]

[ Gwen wasn't sure what she was thinking when she signed up for this mission; maybe it had something to do with proving to herself that she was just as capable of being a contributing member of a space crew as anyone else. Maybe it was just because she was bored. Once the communications cut out and she ate fruit that made her puke her guts up into the bushes, she started to wonder if this was going to turn out like all of her really great ideas turned out.

Namely that things would go to shit and likely get a ton of people killed. ]

I'm fairly certain that rabbit-looking thing tried to bite off my fing-

[ She had been rounding the scout ship, informing anyone in earshot loudly of her most recent wildlife experience, when she realized the stance of the young man and his hand on his... Whatever. Space gun, probably. How the hell would Gwen know? Regardless, she knew that body language, and her own hand went straight to her hip where her own gun was holstered. Her voice lowered as she moved up next to him, following his gaze into the brush. ]

Did you see something?

gwen ! ❤ !

[ex_forcechoke292]

[He shakes his head curtly, still peering off in the other direction for a moment. Something is there, he can feel it, but how does he explain that so plainly when so few understand that it isn't just intuition?]

Heard something.

[But when nothing jumps out immediately, he can spare a glance sideways.]

What's a rabbit?

[It may not be the most prudent question, but it seemed necessary.]

❤ ❤ ! star wars meets torchwood ftw!

[thecopper]

[ Gwen is still staring past him when he asks the question, which she wasn't expecting. She glances at him, her nose scrunched in thought. For as much as her job at home had to do with aliens, she realizes more and more here how little she actually talked to any aliens. ]

Uh, fluffy... thing. Big teeth, floppy ears, loves carrots? [ She hooked two fingers on each hand and held them next to her head, trying to mimic rabbit ears, before she waved her hand. ] Nevermind. What did you hear?

[ex_forcechoke292]

[He screws up his face trying to figure out if he's seen something vaguely familiar, but eventually comes up short. The mimicry at least gets an amused snort before he shakes his head. It sounds, from her recollection, mostly harmless, which would explain the surprise that brought her here in the first place.]

I don't know, I guess that depends on what sound a rabbit makes?

[No, he's not letting this go. The banter is--for all he's known Gwen of a whole 30 seconds--familiar. More familiar than the terrain, or whatever lurks out there ahead of them with an apparent affinity for fingers.]

Whatever it was, I'm not too interested in letting it get the drop on us.

[And that's familiar too, at least if he continues to treat all of this like nothing more than a particularly long and extended mission from the Jedi Council. Then he doesn't have to consider how very far away any of that authority, or anything actually familiar, really is.

Unclipping the lightsaber hilt from his belt, he motions in the direction of the sound, and then follows his own lead into the dense foliage.]

[thecopper]

Forget the bloody rabbit.

[ Mostly because, after thinking for a moment, she realizes she doesn't actually know what kind of noise rabbits make. Not that it matters all that much, considering man-eating rabbits on alien planets probably don't sound like rabbits from Earth. Whatever that sound may be.

She doesn't mind the banter, though. It's familiar to her, too. It reminds her of the older days on her team, the way Owen wouldn't let things go or Ianto would mutter a well-placed jab towards Jack. For out of place she feels, it's an odd moment of familiarity for her, too. ]

Let's see if we can get the drop on whatever it is first.

[ Gwen drew her gun, keeping it pointed low as she moved slowly behind him. She took his lead, keeping a few yards distance between them so, if he heard the sound again, they might be able to come around whatever it is from both sides. Whatever it actually was, she just hoped that it wasn't something impenetrable. ]

[ex_forcechoke292]

[He thinks to keep pressing the point--were she someone he knew, he might have done so--but the admonishment is focusing. He doesn't know just what he can get away with quite yet, but coming up short and failing here is something he won't forgive himself for. The Order would likely call it unbecoming to fall into an acquaintance so easily, but they're not here to tell him no, and it's not their summation he worries about.

It's saving face...while maybe actually saving face.

For the first few moments, all he can hear is the quiet crunch of the planet beneath their feet, but he still can't shake the sense that something is there. Off a short distance away is another snap, coming from ahead of him, rather than behind. Was that it? He assumes he's being followed, so he doesn't stop to explain, and instead moves to follow the sound.

And suddenly stops short. Just ahead in a small clearing is, indeed, a small, fluffy "thing". It looks the way Gwen's described it, right down to the ridiculous ears that look like a furred relative of a gungan.

He scoffs lightly, and takes a moment to look back.]

That thing's your vicious biter?

[Gwen, it looks harmless.]

[thecopper]

[ Gwen long ago embraced failing as a starting point for most of the changes in her life. Letting loose a killer alien the first day on your job proved to be a humbling experience, and Gwen was using to screwing up at Torchwood.

Granted, most of Torchwood was used to screwing up. Kind of part of the territory.

Another part of the territory is trusting other people's instincts, and Gwen isn't about to second-guess him. It's easy to follow his lead - there is an air of confidence around him that makes it easy - easier so when she hears something shift in front of them. She doesn't say anything, simply raising her eyebrows as if to ask Is that what you heard? before continuing to move in tandem with him. ]

Shit...

[ That is definitely it, maybe slightly smaller with a bit more fluff in the ears than the last one she saw. Maybe a male of the species? Right so, Gwen, pretending you are an expert on alien rabbit biology. ]

Don't get too close. It's far nastier than it looks.

[ Of course, right now, it looks absolutely adorable, munching on something in its cute little mouth as its ears twitched. ]