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quaranmeme2017-06-19 09:05 pm
riverview: june test drive meme
riverview test drive memeWelcome to Riverview's test drive meme! Feel free to dip your toes in on the test drive meme to try out your character in the setting, play out a mission, and get samples for your application at the same time!
● Reserves are currently OPEN.
● Applications open on July 1st.
● Providing all parties are amenable, threads on the test drive meme can count as game canon, as the plot in the prompts presented is game canon.
● TDM threads do not count for Activity Check, but they do count for Activity Bonus Points, so long as all characters involved are accepted into the game.
● Threading on the TDM is intended for prospective new characters, so top-levels should only be posted by players of these characters. Since the events in the TDM are considered game canon, characters currently in the game are free to use the TDM prompts for logs and posts on the regular communities.
Feel free to use the prompts below or create your own scenario. The setting is built to be flexible, so feel free to make things up as you go.
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Whether you've just arrived in the city or you've been here a while, and you have a sensitivity to the spiritual, magical, multidimensional, or anything else outside the realm of everyday normal, you've probably noticed a distinct uptick in weird feelings, strange nightmares, or daymares - hallucinations of scary things that are lurking just behind you.
You're not the only one who's noticed it.
There are rumors going around that the psychological and spiritual disturbances are due to the emergence or re-emergence of a deity. Some people say that it's something new that's come through the portal with the sharp increase in new arrivals recently, and others say it's simply an ancient spiritual presence or some ancient incorporeal monster that's been somehow awakened. Gramarye, the top-tier magic research center in Riverview Quarantine, has been studying anyone who's felt this presence, and have recently confirmed that whatever it is, it's being fed by all the extra energies and prayers and thoughts as the city's population increases. The one thing everyone agrees on is that, if the expanding community is feeding the entity, then the entity has got to go! Teams are being assembled across the city to travel into the Abandoned City or the forests outside the walls and look for anything like an abandoned temple that can be destroyed or that contains a relic that can be broken or pacified by a ritual. You're looking for something that will solve the problem, or for other evidence of a way to solve it. The mission might be dangerous, though - there are the usual dangers of venturing out into the wilds, but this time, characters may also face booby traps, spectral or physical guardians, and if the entity itself gets awoken? Someone will have to kill it.
The mission is open to multiple teams, multiple deities can be named (both made up or from characters' various canons), and there can be multiple outcomes. If you complete the mission in a TDM thread, and all characters involved are apped and accepted, you can submit the completed mission thread to the exploration page once you are in the game!
The problems the city is having this month are not just ethereal - there's something a little more scientific stirring up trouble. Recently, a large research company in the Quarantine has been trying to develop a monster repellent to provide to explorers who are traveling outside the walls, in hopes of protecting them from attacks. Unfortunately, the containment unit used to store the repellent - which is still in its experimental stages, not even yet tested on animals, let alone people - completely failed, leaking the experimental repellent into the environment around the facility. This facility is close enough to the wall that the repellent has permeated the groundwater and soil in the area and leeched underneath the fences.
Even more unfortunately, the repellent seems to currently have an almost opposite effect on monsters than its intended purpose. It's attracted the attention of a large colony of carnivorous plants that has thrived just outside the wall for decades, living by attacking fellow monsters that are dumb enough to try the fence in that area. Now, instead of going for other monsters, the plants are drawn to the failed repellent and are climbing the walls in search of the source, craving more of it. Residents have been asked to both help clean up the tainted soil by the wall and to fight the carnivorous plants in that area.
The carnivorous plants are in the form of vines ranging from the thickness of a pinkie finger to nearly half a foot thick, that grow incredibly fast, writhing together to form thicker tendrils. The leaves are about a foot wide at their largest and have stingers around the edge that cause a painful rash, and the flowers are large and red or orange, capable of spitting thick globs of acid that can cause burns ranging from very serious (red) to moderate or mild (orange or yellow-orange). They can be defeated especially well with fire, extremely strong pesticides, and edged weapons - vines do not grow back once they've been cut.
The carnivorous plants aren't the only ones feeling the effects of the spilled experimental repellent. Recently, an intrepid team went on a mission after hearing rumors of a type of monster outside the walls that might be able to be tamed and used as valiant steeds. The team was successful and the possible steeds, which turned out to be Chocobos!
So far, the Chocobos have been comfortably in training, learning how to wear saddles and carry people, but once they get a whiff of the repellent in the air, or gotten a taste of it in their water, they kind of go a little off the wall. Or, over the fence, as the case may be. Highly energized and unwilling to listen, Chocobos who have been exposed to the repellent will get free of their pens and start stampeding around the city. Citizens, it's time to team up to tame the wild Chocobos! Let the wark games begin!
The local wildlife aren't the only ones affected by the experimental repellent spill. While at first they didn't think it had any effect on sentients, they're having to start reevaluating that particular theory, because residents are definitely feeling it. Whether they're inhaling it in a gust of wind that smells disturbingly of ozone, or sipping a glass filled from a tap in the area of the spill and tasting something like chlorine, it's getting into residents' systems.
Once ingested or inhaled, the repellent can have two effects on an affected character: an overaffectionate mood, or an anti-social mood. The effects can vary in type, swinging from affectionate to cranky and back again at the drop of a hat, and they can also vary in intensity and manifestation - it all depends on body chemistry, both within an affected character, and in the interactions between two characters. So whether or not your characters liked or disliked each other beforehand, maybe their chemistries are very compatible or not compatible at all, and feelings might be a little...out of the ordinary.
Affectionate moods can range anywhere from a casual 'I love you man' to romantic or even carnal ideation; anti-social ones can range from being nervous around crowds or other people to being outright aggressive with other people. The repellent does not remove inhibitions and characters are able to control themselves. Emotions might be heightened, but these effects should not be used to facilitate things that would normally be completely out of character. Please put content warnings in subject lines.
Whether your character is posting up a silly word game to distract people from the dangerous mission going on, trying to get hold of a friend, or putting out feelers for people to go out into the fray with, the network is going strong.
Alternately, an offer for a free app is popping up on new arrivals' devices - Friendr is a friend-finder and/or dating app. If characters choose to install it, they will fill out a short bio and parameters for what they're looking for, upload a snap of themselves, and then proceed to browse for matches. This is a typical swipe-left-or-right type app.
Friendr base code is by photosynthesis.
The code in the textbox is for the default color scheme, but the Friendr app has a wide variety of themes, so feel free to customize with colors and patterns as you see fit, but do not remove the credit line out of respect for the creator of the code.
Choose your own adventure and do something else in the setting!
gamora | guardians of the galaxy | ota
iii. WARK TIME
v. FRIENDR
» Seeking: No.
» Preferences: No.
» Interests: No.
» Bio: No.
NoGamoravi. WILDCARD
iii. (if you're all right with the caveat of it being night?)
He'd mostly been ignoring the giant birds, who also seemed to be ignoring him. Soul or not, he was still in the body of a dead man, no heartbeat or warmth to draw attention to him. Likely a scent that reminded the birds of death, even though he'd cleaned himself up from the mess he'd been recently.
He was righting tables and chairs, his broken mind needing to physically put things to right when he heard the scuffle breaking out not far from him. Two large chicken-birds and one woman all in green. No, she was green. Not a woman, then. A demon? But there were those here that weren't demons. Not-demons, but not-humans.
Trying to sort it out made his head hurt again, and in that moment of pressing a hand to it, the woman had grabbed one of the birds as it attacked her, leaving her open to the other one that seemed not in the slightest bit happy that its partner in crime was in distress. Walking over, seemingly unnoticed by either participant, he got there just as the free bird was about to take a nip out of green skin. His fist shot out, hitting it in the back of the head and stunning it. Gamora might not want to hurt the large featherheads, but Spike held no such reservations, particularly when it came to a body vs a bird.]
Bad bird! Don't nip the girl. Not the right way of the circle. Stop breaking the chain.
[Sorry, Gamora. He wasn't entirely lucid, but he was getting better. Mostly.]
totally good with it!! also dang poor spike with his soul
Wa—
[ She's about to snap at Spike to mind the chocobo and not, you know, actually kill the thing, but the one she's currently wrangling tries to shake itself free again with a muffled, high-pitched whistle. She tightens her grip around its beak, applying pressure to the back of its neck to ease it to the ground. It's certainly not on board, but it allows itself to be lowered, until it's sitting over its large, taloned feet.
The other chocobo is still swaying slightly with the blow from Spike, and her attention snaps back to him and the giant bird. ]
If you're capable of hitting it that hard, then restrain it.
[ ... Though she's also not entirely sure about the word soup that came out of his mouth. ]
It's only temporary, so she can happily find someone new to hate for all the right reasons. =)
Softer kill? Don't want to sour the meat of the chickens. Fear does that, you know. Makes them taste like panic.
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She looks over at Spike with an unimpressed glower. ]
We're not killing them. From what I've seen, they are not livestock, but mounts.
[ Some are still wearing saddles or have set about trying to get the saddles off in the middle of the mayhem. She can only assume that means they're fairly valuable, all things considered. ]
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[ And who knows, maybe Gamora will use it properly at some point, but for right now, it gives her an idea of who happens to be around. ]
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ii
She ducks out of the path of the glob of acid, whirling low to throw her blade in the direction of the vine that spat it her way. Quickly she retrieves it, slicing through the thick vine, and moves to stand back to back with Gamora. ]
Like old times?
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She spares the barest of glances over her shoulder when Angela speaks, a slight narrowing of her eyes before her attention flashes back to the plants clambering down from the walls and across the ground. ]
I think— [ She interrupts herself to cut through another vine as it darts out for her arm. ] —you have me confused for someone else.
[ Because while Gamora is wholeheartedly aware of her own notoriety, that kind of response is different – and she can't say she ever recalls fighting side-by-side with this particular person. ]
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Are you not Gamora? [ She kicks away at a plant that was threatening to lob acid at the pair of them, just in time, following up with her blades. ] Guardian of the Galaxy?
[ Or is there another green assassin out in the multiverse? ]
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Then you seem to have the advantage of knowing my name while I have no idea who you are.
[ But what a way to make an introduction: just as a mass of those vines tries to flank them with stinger-covered leaves. She slashes through every invading tendril, leaving them to fall uselessly to the ground.
... Actually, this seems pretty par for the course for a Guardian of the Galaxy. ]
Have we met? [ She asks it as she ducks another glob of the acid, this time a brilliant red that leaves a smoking hole in the building behind her. ]
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She's glad that didn't get into her hair. ]
Jeez! What is with these plants!?
[ There definitely isn't anything like this at home. Killer robots, not killer plants. Unless she missed that part of Mei's journals, which she highly doubts. Regaining her footings, she stands back up and her arms go up again, ready to fire her blaster at the next attacking plant vine thingy. ]
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Do I look like I have an explanation to offer?
[ Well, she probably could have been a little less snappy about it, but she darts forward in time to slash through another bundle of vines, ducking out of the path of another sudden glob of acid that flies right by her head. Unfortunately, the way she spins out of the acid’s trajectory brings her into brief contact with one of the stingers of the leaf of a vine she swears wasn’t there a second ago.
She reels back with a hiss, her sword slashing through the offending plant to leave it in a heap on the ground — just as the impact of the stinger makes itself known. She glances briefly at the scratch across her arm as her skin starts to burn and react to whatever toxin happened to be in the stinger, and though her augmentations immediately start to attack the rash, it still hurts.
Flexing her fingers, she shakes her arm with a glower before cutting through another vine. ]
— Watch the leaves!
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Has this lady not heard of mid-combat banter?
Now, Hana has heard of cold-blooded people with blue skin but she wasn't sure what she was expecting out of green but this is what she gets. She makes sure Gamora's turned around and occupied with carnivorous plants before the younger woman sticks her tongue out in her direction.
Regardless, though--
The way she's handling that sword is pretty kickass.
There's only a second to think about that before Hana turns her attention back to the task at hand. She nods her head at Gamora's next callout, acknowledging it with a definite, ]
Roger!
[ as she's keeping her footing solid and taking aim. Shoots at the vines further back to keep them from overwhelming the melee-range party member, and the blaster's ammunition cuts clean through plant, packing a surprising amount of punch for something so small, so pink, and so cute. ]
I'll keep the ones in the back from advancing!
[ Not for the first time since she's arrived here, she thinks about how much easier this would all be if she had her MEKA unit. ]
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Good to know she won’t be babysitting for this fight.
Gamora casts a quick nod over her shoulder, brief acknowledgement before she’s dashing forward to take out the next set of vines. Her arm stings, but it’s hardly the worst injury she’s had to fight through, and she just keeps pushing the vines back, ignoring the rash along her forearm. She finds herself appreciative of the additional cover, the blasts that cut down the number of advancing vines significantly, and fortunately, working in tandem with someone has become easier since joining the Guardians, and she’s adjusted to having support from a distance; she works better in close quarters, after all.
Godslayer slashes through another fast-moving tendril, catching a few of the stinger-decorated leaves. She watches the vines hit the ground, and as a few more shots catch the plants before they can even get to her, she glances back once more at Hana. ]
Nice gun.
[ Aaaand then it’s right back to slicing and dicing the advancing vines. ]
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v. un: zethir
Interaction of any sort:
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Acceptable.
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Under what circumstances?
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You've been so expressive, I can't think of a single thing to ask you.
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If I had your ability to summarize so well, my high school essays would have been a breeze. Do you tutor?
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[ Look, a less monosyllabic answer. ]