// 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

4b because lol that's too funny to pass up

[hellshot]

[It's not that he enjoys shopping or even that he wants to regular the shopping center or anything. But without proper access to corpses or anything to keep his body from rotting and pulling itself apart--shopping became a part of his life where it hadn't been for the last ten years.

Which means, when he finds one Sasuke Uchiha sitting in front of a bottle of water, hoping his gaze will pop the damn thing open by sheer intimidation or something, Reaper has to stop and at least stare a bit at the scene.]

...Don't know what you had against the vending machine, but for a bottle of water, it didn't deserve it. [What the hell is wrong with you.]

you're too funny to pass up

[eyeforaneye]

[ Huh.

Well, if a blender had a voice, that would probably be it. Sasuke glances up, met somehow with exactly what he expects that gruff tone to belong to. Strangely predictable... what a weird feeling... ]

Don't talk about what a machine does or doesn't deserve. I'm not interested.

Is it yours?

d-dokis EMILY PLS

[hellshot]

[Keep those thoughts to yourself, how dare you judge what a man looks like based on his voice. And by that logic shouldn't he look like a blender anyway.

Either way, he gives a rough scoff, rolling his shoulders.]

Air's clear enough for me to talk about whatever I want. Interested or not.

No, it's not 'mine'. Belongs to everyone on the ship. Those who use it anyway.

[USED it. Noone's using it anymore.]

;)

[eyeforaneye]

[ idk can you reform yourself into a blender shape? ]

It's still usable, in one form or another. Did you come here specifically for this machine?

[hellshot]

...[He turns his head, looking at the half-broken machine. Reaching in to pluck out a box of salted pretzels.]

...In a way, you've made it more accessible to people. [Lol free shit. He's no saint, he's not going to scold Sasuke for it.]

If you make a habit of breaking shit in here, I wonder if they'd throw you in quarantine. [He's not answering that question, also. He doesn't feel the need to.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ What the hell is everyone's deal with pretzels. ]

... is that what happened to you. [ He just has this overwhelming sense, okay. ]

[hellshot]

[Like father like daughter or something idfk]

...

.....It's a mask, not my real face.

[What is it with people thinking that this is his face??? Ok it might not be what Sasuke means, but. He's already had this shit happen three times already.]

[eyeforaneye]

...

Good for you. [ No. Seriously. Good for you. ]

But I'm talking about quarantine. Did something disintegrate your face in quarantine? Are you diseased?

[hellshot]

[....]

No. I'm not diseased. And nothing disintegrated my face in quarantine. [This is delivered so flatly.]

Jump to conclusions like that and people might suggest you got your arm caught in one of the moving doors here. [Gestures to his STUMP]

[eyeforaneye]

So you just enjoy wearing a mask? I wonder about that. It still means you avoided the question.

Must be pretty powerful doors. [ I do not like your insinuation, though. ]

[hellshot]

Usually a man wears a mask for a reason. Don't you think it's rude to ask about something like that?

[He tips his head to the side, fixing Sasuke with a look from under those hollow eyeholes.]

Reinforced steel can be pretty strong.

[eyeforaneye]

I don't see why my thinking it was rude would make any difference at all. [ Because I'm a rude bitch. ]

Regardless... are you trying to threaten me at all or is this how you normally speak?

[hellshot]

Normally being rude is why most people keep from asking questions that might be sensitive. [He's incredibly vain, he doesn't want to just pop off his mask because you're rude. Bitch.]

If I were threatening you, you'd have a clear idea about it. [Read: it's just how he normally speaks.]

[eyeforaneye]

I'll bear your sensitivity in mind.

Who are you, anyway?

[hellshot]

[A moment of staring before he opens the bag of pretzels, poking one under his mask without a sound. There isn't even a 'crunch.]

Reaper. And who the hell are you.

[eyeforaneye]

[ That's so... unsatisfying to witness... ]

Uchiha Sasuke. [ Yes. The very same one Suigetsu mentioned. I hope you have ptsd flashbacks. ]

[hellshot]

[Yeah, well. It's unsatisfying to do, too, so maybe that helps. Eating is so stupid.]

.....Sasuke.

[Oh he recognises that name. And his tone immediately changes.]

You're the friend of that damn jellyfish that broke into my quarters yesterday.

1/2

[eyeforaneye]

[ . . . . . ]

2/2

[eyeforaneye]

Firstly...

He isn't a jellyfish.

[hellshot]

He isn't a lot of things. Like intelligent.

He oozed in through my bathroom sink while I was washing my hands, and then threw up on my floor.

[Yeah that first icon is how he felt about it, too, man.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ Jesus take the wheel. ]

... you'd be wise not to underestimate him, regardless of your first opinion. No doubt he's still adjusting to the ship's layout and your pipes weren't the intended target.

Insulting him may be bad for you.

[hellshot]

I'm not worried about insulting him.

[He crosses his arms, over, exasperated. He lets the bag of pretzels hang from his fingers.]

I somehow endeared the guy to me, and now he won't leave me alone.

[Help. Me.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ On the outside he's as stoic as ever. On the inside, though... ]

I see. He doesn't get attached too easily; you must be a special case.

[hellshot]

[....You've got to be kidding me. He puts a hand over his face, his irritation clear as a cloud of smoke floods out from under his mask, rising upwards.]

Is that why he doesn't know how to shut up.

He doesn't have many friends or something. I don't need this kind of headache in my life just because he thinks we're 'birds of a feather'.

[eyeforaneye]

[ Well, that gets his attention. At least, more so than Suigetsu's talkative nature does. He's not about to spill his teammate's past to this stranger just to explain his habits; he has at least that much loyalty. ]

Why would he have drawn that conclusion about the two of you?