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quaranmeme2017-09-21 08:26 pm
riverview: september 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!
● There are currently 40 Character Slots available.
● Applications are open and will remain open until such time as there are 30 or more character slots available at one time. Applications will be processed on a first-come-first-served basis. Any applications in excess of available spots will be placed in a queue and processed as drops or activity sweeps happen.
● 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, and may continue while applicants are waiting on the queue (including spanning multiple TDMs).
● 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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With the fall months starting to set in, the leaves changing color, and the pumpkin spice lattés freshly unleashed into the Quarantine, many minds in the city (or at least the ones who've been around for over a year) are turning to the fall mushroom harvest.
Every year, several of the Quarantine's fanciest boutique restaurants are competing to make the most original new recipes with classic favorite mushroom varieties harvested fresh from the jungle. These glowing little shrooms are a rare once-a-year delicacy that half the Quarantine is totally bonkers for, and a restaurant can turn a really serious profit from capitalizing on those cravings. Of course, that means that they need to source the mushrooms from the jungle, which is much easier said than done, considering the fact that the monsters out there like the delicate fungal flavor just as much as the people in the city. So, restauranteurs around the Quarantine are putting up signs and advertisements everywhere from billboards to just after the credits of your favorite trashy reality TV show.
The monetary rewards for returning with a fruitful fungal harvest are extremely high, so if you're looking to feather your nest egg a bit and are willing to do a bit of exploring and brave some beasties, head out into the jungle in search of bounty.
The restaurant business isn't the only business that's interested in providing a chunk of change for some mushrooms from the jungle - there's also a less reputable trade in the type of mushrooms that don't end up in risotto. While the advertising is more covert, it's not much less obvious, particularly since the glowing mushrooms aren't exactly contraband and occupy a grey area, legally. In fact, if you're curious, you can pick them up at most of the outdoor markets around the city.
And what is it the mushrooms do? Well, in a way that's quite common when mushrooms are involved, things get a little trippy. Depending on the type of mushroom a character tries, there could be a wide variety of effects, most of which center around size changes and hallucinations or weird dreams. Whether it's all in a character's head, or they're actually changing size depends on the type of mushroom they ingest. Welcome to Wonderland!
NOTE: The mushrooms can have physical effects to change a character's size from however tiny you would like to go, up to a maximum of 15 feet tall, or they can have whatever sort of hallucinogenic or dream effects you choose, including dream sharing between characters who eat the mushrooms together. Be sure to warn in the subject line if you use this prompt in a way that resembles drug use. All effects wear off in a maximum of 24 hours.
Every year on the last full weekend of September (the 22nd until the 24th this year) there is a special event called Tavernfest. A mash-up of Oktoberfest and a renaissance faire, Tavernfest is a tradition celebrating and promoting various local breweries in the Quarantine, along with food that pairs well with their beers, in a setting that hearkens back to historical periods. Costumes are encouraged, and everything about the fair is rustic and simple, from the cooking methods to how the brews are served to the various fair games and attractions.
Considering the nature of the Quarantine, though, 'historical' can mean a lot of different things, so expect to see people dressed in a wide variety of historical costumes from their own worlds and planets. The sharing of culture is encouraged at Tavernfest just as much as it is everywhere else in the Quarantine, so attendees are highly encouraged to wear the historical garb of their own worlds and talk about what it means to them!
NOTE: Riverview's legal drinking age is 14+.
This one's pretty simple - this is the month where autumn is really starting to kick in, and autumn on this moon means lots of rain showers. In fact, the rain can be so prevalent that there's a long-standing trend of people in the Quarantine using umbrellas like fashion accessories. They can get quite fancy, matching them to their outfits or carrying umbrellas that are adorned with decorations ranging from cute to high-fashion to bedazzled.
The one difference between umbrellas and regular fashion accessories? Umbrellas are meant to be shared! Riverview Quarantine has a culture of sharing, and that's never more apparent than in the chilly autumn and winter months when the rain is falling and everything's damp and miserable. So whether your character is out and about sporting a fancy umbrella with room for one more, or if they forgot theirs and are looking for a generous stranger willing to spare some shelter, hopefully the culture of caring will prevail!
Whether your character is posting up a silly word game, 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.
Use the wildcard prompt to choose your own adventure and do whatever else you like in the setting!
Bulma Briefs | Dragon Ball
iii. Tavernfest
iv. Ella-ella, eh eh eh
v. friendr
» Seeking: Friends, People with brains
» Preferences: Married to a Prince - you can't top that.
» Interests: Technology, Building, Good fashion.
» Bio: My name's Bulma and I'm a genius. I think that's about all anyone needs to know.
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But he does have very good hearing, and a piercing scream is one of the fastest ways to get his attention, thanks hero complex.
The monster is between him and whoever it was in peril as he flies in, so he doesn't see at first that it is his mother. He'll figure that out sooner or later, but for now he's grabbing the beast by the scruff of it's neck--nevermind that it's at least twice his height and generally massive--and tossing it aside, then landing between the dazed creature and the person it was attacking. Who he still hasn't looked at, too busy keeping an eye on the giant crocodile-dog-thing.]
Are you alright?
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[ Bulma, at first, wonders if it's a weird trick of the light that she sees purple hair - after all, she hadn't been able to spot out the pretty obvious figure of her son in the streets of the Quarantine before. But, that is a pretty distinctive shade of purple, and she's fairly sure she knows who this is even as he lands.
And boy is she pumped about it too.
She scrambles back up to her feet as he throws the beast aside, brushing herself off. There's really no need to worry further if Trunks is here, especially if it's the Future version. Her version of Trunks is still small, so... she's going to assume the latter and roll with it.
Checking herself over for scrapes or anything, she quickly nods before responding verbally, remembering he's faced away from her. ]
Yeah, Trunks, I'm fine.
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Healthy coping mechanisms? What are those?
Trunks whips around, wide-eyed. He really wasn't expecting that.]
Mother, you--
[Whatever he was going to say is cut off with a roar and a solid blow that actually almost manages to knock the wind out of him from the monster's massive scaley tail. He skids across the ground a bit but stops before he's actually toppled over.
He doesn't necessarily want to kill the thing, it's just doing what it needs to do to survive, but his patience is wearing thin. He punches it--hard--and it drops like a ton of bricks, out cold.]
What are you doing here?!
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Trunks! [ She knows that the beast can't possibly hurt him that badly - he's a tough kid, resilient too, and all of that is thanks to Vegeta's genes. One good thing he'd given him, of the very few, but it doesn't stop her from being concerned when he's hit. Who knows if his abilities here would be the same or.. what had happened, really. She's happy to see him but it simply wouldn't do for him to get injured on her account, or because she's surprised him by being there or something to that effect. It's clear to her, at least at some point, that he hadn't expected to see her there at all.
Which is fair enough - who expects to see Bulma in many places that aren't Capsule Corporation or a battlefield where she probably shouldn't be?
Thankfully he's uninjured other than probably a bruised ego, and soon the beast is collapsing in a puff of dust and plant matter. ]
I should ask you the same thing! I was trying to find some of those mushrooms - if I get a few now I could probably make something that'll sniff them out for me in the future...
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[Well, frankly, he kinda doesn't know what he's doing here. He doesn't care about the money other than needing it to pay for things, apparently, and he's more than strong enough to protect people out here.]
Just...making sure no one gets hurt, I guess.
[He's far more careful to not assume that the monster is going to stay unconscious this time. Though he did just knock it out so he should probably...take it somewhere else before it wakes up.]
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Such a good boy, as always. [ She's grinning, proud of him just as much as she's happy to see Trunks in general. He's always been so good at taking care of other people, though she wished he was better at taking care of him from time to time. There'll be no worries about that, at least, if they're here together. She'd make sure that her boy was taken care of, as always - after all, if she hadn't done it for both him and his father she wasn't sure where they'd even be at the moment. ]
Um... what do you want to do with the uh... thing, there? [ She gestures unsurely toward the monster, seeming leery that it might wake up again as well. ]
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I should probably take it somewhere...I didn't want to kill it, it's just defending its home.
[He shrugs, he can relate. It feels like, even with the monster part sometimes.]
I can fly it far enough away that it won't be able to come around here for a long time. I'd ask if you want to wait, but there might be more of them around here...
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I think that would be a good way to deal with it. I'm sure it'll know how to get back to its home. [ Bulma finds it important, more now than ever, that she nurture that compassionate part of him. How the hell her Future self had ever managed to not have him sink in to some vaguely Vegeta-like bitterness is beyond her, but.. there's no way she'd ever undercut her future self's wish for that. It's important to the both of them, and she's proud of him and herself (of course). ]
Don't worry Trunks, I'll hang around and wait for you. [ Son > Mushrooms. ]
Besides, I know I don't have a lot of energy but I know you'll be able to sense where I am.
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I'm not worried about losing you, I'm worried about this guy's friends finding you.
[But he walks over to the strange beastie, hefting it up by its tail. Probably not the best for it, but...well, it's too big for Trunks to get a decent hold on otherwise.
He lifts up off the ground and through the trees, before flying away from the city. He's pretty fast, so he covers quite a few miles in relatively little time, even carrying a massive crocodilian through the air.
He drops it off in a box canyon about 40 miles away before turning around and flying back--much faster this time--and dropping through the trees. Yes, he's worried.]
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I don't think you have much to worry about there.. If there are any around I doubt they'll try to move in to this guy's space quite so fast just in case.. [ She would hope these creatures weren't like other aliens at least, zipping in to weakened territories for the shits and giggles. At the very least she can appreciate that he's worried about her, waving to him as he takes off, and very graciously waiting until he can't see her before moving off again to explore.
A few mushrooms are picked up along the way, plucked up and placed away so that she can take them back for a few extra bucks, but Bulma is keeping a more wary eye out this time around.
Being out of West City was actually kind of nice. She hadn't done a lot of exploring since her Trunks had been born and Vegeta had come around to being more of a father - his concern, now, was mostly making sure that neither of them were in egregious amounts of danger, and wouldn't hear a second of Bulma trying to convince him she'd be fine. One little incident of getting blown up -
Trunks' mother is crouched behind a thick tree when he breaks the tree line again, watching a small, rabbit like creature with more feelers than ears atop its head with a curious expression. She flicks her gaze over to make sure it's him, and then: ]
The wild life around here is so interesting..
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Hopefully it's not carnivorous.]
Yeah, interesting is definitely one way to put it.
[Dangerous would be the other, what sort of predator is still going to attack a human after so many years of existing close by? Most of them avoid people.]
IV
He stands under the overhang next to her, with his oversized cyborg body positioned as far to one side as he can, in order to give the stranger some space.]
...Geez. It really started coming down while I was in there.
[ Fortunately he's pretty much waterproof, so he won't short-circuit or anything. Still, he doesn't seem especially excited to walk home in the chilly autumn rain.]
Didn't bring an umbrella either, I take it?
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[ Bulma hadn't really blinked twice at such a large guy - she's surrounded by them on a pretty regular basis, after all. Well, that and she was paying a little more attention to what she was picking out instead of the other people in the shop with her. With an idea in mind, Bulma can be very focused. ]
Yeah, in sheets, too. [ She could call Trunks and see if he's got an umbrella... ]
No.. [ A little laugh at herself, for that one. ] I'm debating calling my son and seeing if he could bring me one..
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He should at least offer to help, to save them both the trouble. ]
Are you headed north? If we're headed in the same direction, I don't mind giving you a bit of cover.
[He holds a big metal hand out, above Bulma's head. It's wide and flat enough to provide a her with a bit of shelter from the downpour. ]
I figure there's no need to send your kid out in this mess if you don't gotta.
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I'm headed to the communal housing building... [ Sure, that might be North, but she's not exactly the type that pays attention to that kind of thing. As long as she knew where sh was, even loosely, then she was just fine. Exploring to find a route home was always a good thing, too. Might as well learn all about the place she was supposed to be calling 'home' for however long, right?
Her eyes travel up as he puts his hand above her head, quickly catching on that it's metal. She reaches up without thinking to grab at his hand, distractedly tossing off his concern- ]
Oh, no, he's not that young or anything. He's in his teens and can fly so I doubt he'll be that put out - [ But then, most importantly! ]
What are your hands made of?