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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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Firstly...

He isn't a jellyfish.

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.]

[ 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.

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.]

[ 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.

[....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'.

[ 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?

...

With how chatty he is, I'm surprised he didn't run off at the mouth to tell you himself. [He wonders if he's less chatty around Sasuke, or if the guy was actually respectful enough to keep his mouth closed about information that might be sensitive. Either way, he's not 'sensitive' about this one thing, so:]

He can break his molecules down and turn into water. I can do the same thing, but turn into smoke.

So now he thinks we need to team up and be some sort of 'invulnerable duo'.

I'm very familiar with his abilities. [ Very... very familiar. They're what earned Suigetsu a place at his side in the first place, not Sasuke's own mercy or generosity. ]

... are you capable of doing that now? [ A better question than "are your clothes smoke also". He'll deny it ever having entered his brain. ]

What with him saying you two being friends, I figured as much. [At least Sasuke seems like he's actually sensible, and he's almost fucking thankful for that.]

Of course I can do it now. I can do it whenever I please. [He almost sounds offended. Also, the clothes thing, who knows. Maybe he just pulls those apart and puts them back together too.]

[ Friends. There's a word that cuts right across the language barrier, causing to actually avert his gaze and fix it back on the bottle in front of him. It feels like a lofty term for what they have, yet any other wouldn't do it justice. Not with how they've had one another's backs this long and with how much they've seen together. ]

Then the better question is... will you? If he showcased his to you then I'd also like to see yours. [ And with red eyes, of course. ]

[He doesn't know your life, man. All he knew is you two know each other and he spoke about you like a friend does. That's where it ends. He doesn't even pick up on Sasuke's awkward eyeflick, instead only rolling his own when asking to display his 'ability'.]

What, you don't believe me? [What he suspects, at least. It's not like his 'turning into smoke' ability was one he kept hidden, nor had any problem using in front of people. So it's not as if Sasuke's asking him some huge favour.

Dropping the bag of pretzels on the table where Sasuke, his form shudders mere moments after. Where Reaper once stood, there's now a cloud of purplish-black smoke, swirling in around itself for a few moments. A twist and a pull of the shapeless cloud, and then he fully-reforms himself, standing there with his arms crossed.]

[ The question goes unanswered because his claim is fully believed anyway; he wouldn't ask to witness something he disbelieves exists. However...

This is unique and not like any jutsu he can put a name to, aside perhaps from the Houzuki clan's. The sharingan copies the method and analyzes any flow of chakra -- nearly indistinct sparks of energy manifested as electric signals, in this case -- but he already knows it to be useless to him. Having knowledge of something like this does no good if his body itself can't replicate it, much like a kekkei genkai. And no, his body can't do that. ]

... it's impressive. What would happen to you if you were struck by elemental attacks in that form? Fire? Wind? Electricity, even. [ Great questions to ask to distract a man as you steal his unguarded bag of pretzels.

Crunch. ]

[~~Wow, those are MY FUCKING PRETZELS how dare you~~]

...You're a nosy one, aren't you. [He takes a moment to squint at Sasuke, looking at those eyes--they weren't red a moment ago, he's sure of it.]

Given that fire is how I died in the first place, it can't do much to burn me anymore. [His cells are too used to burnt skin and muscle--it replicates it quickly enough to barely have an effect anymore.]

Can't say electricity does too much either. [Winston's Tesla cannon had hurt, but he'd recovered from it easily enough.]

...

Can't say anything for wind, who the hell uses that as a weapon. [Read: Never experienced it before.]

[ Ah. If this man tries anything on Suigetsu or himself, attack him with wind first. Got it. ]

Who can say. [ lol ] I'd assume different worlds contain different marvels. Your condition is just one of them on its own, especially if you're already deceased.

[ crunch ]

.... [Reaches down to take his pretzels back, thank you. Get your own out of the broken machine.]

Isn't anything like me, here nor there. [I'm one of a kind, bitch.] So, what. Are you like Suigetsu too, or something. [Gestures at his face, now...]

Certain your eyes weren't red when we first started speaking.]

If I were entirely like Suigetsu then I wouldn't have allegedly lost my arm to a door. We all have our talents.

His are just particularly useful.

Useful. Having someone around who's invulnerable to most attacks and fear of death. [Yeah, he gets it. It's the same reason Talon paid Him so much to stick around and do their dirty work.]

You could get that arm replaced, you know.

The technology exists.

So you say. [ There's actually a hint of emotion here, an inflection of tiredness. ]

The replacement would have to be capable of the same things my arm was capable of. I'm better off addressing it when I return home, should I decide that at all.

[Once again, he raises an eyebrow underneath that skull-like mask of his--an expression Sasuke won't see, but hear in his voice as he responds.]

Who knows, maybe. Is that sort of thing possible where you're from.

Your pal seemed hardly capable of using the communicator. And I've seen others here from worlds that aren't as advanced as the technology found aboard the Eluvio.

You shouldn't underestimate others just because their knowledge is different from yours.

Besides... Suigetsu's body isn't the result of technological advancement in our world. Why should mine be? [ answer me that, bitch ]

Because your knowledge is different from mine. [I will fight you, one-armed child.]

My body is the way it is due to technology. So what am I supposed to assume you and the jellyfish are made of.

[ Don't fight me, I just came out here to get a bottle of water. ]

I'd assume that at least by context clues you would realize that the answer isn't the same as yours. You really mean to tell me you thought Suigetsu was altered the same way you were?

Told you. Ain't nothing like me between here or there.

When he first oozed outta my bathroom tap, my first thought was that he was some sort of fucked up Alien I hadn't encountered yet.

And then he called his shit 'powers'. [Which threw all his available logic out the proverbial window.]

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