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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] quaranmeme2017-10-20 08:26 pm

riverview: october test drive meme

riverview test drive meme

Welcome 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 31 Character Slots available.
Applications are open but the application and reserve cycle will resume with apps closing on November 7th.
● 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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prompt i: high voltage!

Over the course of the past couple months, something has been changing in the Abandoned City, the part of the Quarantine that was abandoned over a decade ago after the great Epidemic that decimated the population of the sprawling city. It hasn't been independent or spontaneous either - Quarantine resident Ava Orlova has been practicing with her energy production powers outside the city in a way that has had some interesting side effects.

With burst after burst of glowing blue energy surging through a spur of one of the abandoned and neglected transit train lines, something has started stirring. The line was connected to a long-dormant hydro-electric power relay station located near on the river just before it connects to the waterfalls (see the crudely-drawn map here), and with all that power being pumped through the train line and ending up in the station, the backup generators have wheezed to life.

What does this mean for Quarantine residents?

Providing the station can be secured and brought back to full power, it means that the overall electrical grid in the city will be much more reliable, the fences will be more secure, and new methods to try to direct the portal to send mistaken arrivals home can be explored. Most importantly, the part of the Abandoned City surrounding the newly-activated power station will be much easier to tame and inhabit. The possibility of expansion is very important for the Quarantine - with new arrivals coming through the portal almost constantly, overpopulation has been a bit of a concern of late.

With all of this at stake, the Perimeter Guard and the Government of Riverview are teaming up to make sure that this new area gets explored, secured, and made useful in as short a time as possible. Anyone with even an inkling of desire to explore will see ads, fliers, or Perimeter Guard Cadets talking up the exploration mission out to the new power relay station. Head over to the Perimeter Guard Headquarters to receive a free package of exploration equipment courtesy of the Government of Riverview (complete with comfortable camouflage jumpsuit, tactical belts, and a lightweight pack with a survival kit including food, water, first aid, flares, and other similar supplies) and be issued a weapon to follow the train line out to the power station and ensure the route is safe.


prompt ii: standing ground

It isn't just the route to the power station that needs to be cleared - with all the activity and the thrum of energy and light at the station, a swarm of interested monsters and creatures has come toward the area. The exploration team and any techs interested in helping to get the station fully operational will need protection, and the station itself will need to be cleared of all threats and secured so the engineers, electricians, and technical geniuses can safely work on establishing a power grid in the area.

Join in the fray, and back up your fellow explorers to get the area safe, secure, and able to be used!

Almost any type of monster is possible, including monsters featured in previous Test Drives, monsters that players make up on the fly, and even monsters from individual character canons that could have conceivably come through the portal. The fight, however, is totally worth it. Once this area is cleared out, there's going to be a lot more space to move around and a few interesting new locations...


prompt iii: ghosts of october

During the 10th month of every year on the moon, due to a complex series of chemical, electromagnetic, and magical forces that no one has ever exactly distinguished or completely understands, the boundaries between the worlds of the living and the dead are weakened almost to the point of nonexistence. During this time, residents of the moon are able to see and interact with the dead - ghosts, manifesting in ways that run the gamut from being a strange sense of being watched or being visible or audible all the way to more corporeal spirits that can affect the world around them. The barriers are weaker in some parts of the city than they are in others, with some areas experiencing little to no ghost activity, while others are so populated with these ghosts that residents can barely go a few feet without running into one. The ghosts are generally the unsettled dead, people who died violently, or who were lost, seeking a place to call home, and their behavior is as varied as it was while they were alive. Some ghosts are angry and vengeful, some are simply lonely and lost.

While some people tend to interact with the ghosts only a little and as necessary, others avoid them as completely as possible, and yet others actively seek out souls who are suffering and try to ease that so they can stop coming back year after year. There are other people who have found that ghosts from their home worlds have come through with them, following them through the portal when they arrived, even if they did not die on the moon...

Whether facing death or making peace with those who have died, this is a time to reflect.

A Few OOC Guidelines:
● Characters may see or interact with ghosts from the Quarantine's past. These people will be as varied as the NPCs, from a multitude of different worlds, and characters are welcome to either engage or avoid, as players wish.
● Most Quarantine-based ghosts will have died in either the Great War with the neighboring reality or in the Pandemic that wiped out the population of the Abandoned City years ago.
● Characters may also see or interact with ghosts from their own or other characters' canons, providing the character in question is dead in canon and is not currently being played in the game.
● Canon-based ghosts should not be simply transplanted into the game as they were in canon - they are ghosts, and therefore 'not quite right,' and should not be used as an excuse to NPC a canonmate for a month. These ghosts are there to be used as plot devices to open up new avenues of CR, to create angst, to help a character make peace with their past, or other similar reasons.
● Ghosts should not be complete corporeal physical presences indistinguishable from living people, but barring this, how strongly the ghosts manifest and how much they can interact with the world around them is up to player discretion. Ghosts shouldn't be present the whole month straight, but can disappear and reappear at random times.


prompt iv: making memories

Since October 9th, the residents of the Quarantine have been having a stranger-than-usual experience that's been drawing them closer together (or pushing them apart). The machinery in control of the process that's used for canon updates has gone haywire and is releasing nanites that usually function to restructure characters' bodies to match the updated information. The nanites are doing something different, though - they're sharing memories between characters.

Memories can be shared in several forms:

First Person: This is experiencing another person's memory as if it's your own, seeing through that person's eyes in all its detail. This option wouldn't clearly expose the identity of the person whose memory is being viewed unless the memory includes that information specifically.
Dreamscape: Mostly happening during dreams or with shared flashes during the day, this is watching the memory as if it were a three-dimensional movie, during which you can meet and talk with the person whose memory is being viewed.
Network: These are memories shared through the network by accident, either as audio/video uploads or text-based descriptions transcribed to the network. These would be posted with the ID of the person whose memory is being shared.

● It is up to individual player preference how much feelings can be used in the memory, but knowing the other character's thoughts is not permitted.
● All memories must be from your character's canonpoint or earlier.


prompt v: friendr/network

Whether your character is accidentally sharing a memory, 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.

Code to post your character's bio is in the textbox below. An example of how it looks can be found here.


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.


prompt vi: wildcard

Use the wildcard prompt to choose your own adventure and do whatever else you like in the setting!


navigation

[jungle relay tower by Robin Bouwmeester]
bythehand: (oh sry yeah take it back)

[personal profile] bythehand 2017-11-09 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The hand on his wrist gives him two thoughts: that Poe isn't excluded from this one, either, and that there's a very low chance they both happened to catch some stranger's leftovers.

More restraint than anything, really, but still. Without giving it thought, Finn rotates his wrist as best he can, trying to angle his arm in a way that can let Poe know he'll have a hand to grab if he needs it. When Poe speaks, Finn is already turning away from the scene to look at him with what he considers to be a fair amount of sharp-edged concern.

"...I thought we had lost, and I mean eveything."

Hard to tune out.

It pretty much immediately turns into shock. He looks over again for a few seconds before catching himself. It's easy to see when he looks for it. ]


That's your dad?

[ Half question, half just repeating Poe, tone and all, because he's starting to think this is a little more... personal than some of what he's seen and unwittingly shared. There have been some doozies, but not from anyone he actually knows. ]

Do you want me to-?

[ He makes a vague gesture towards his own head with his free hand. He could... he could cover his ears, probably. That would block enough. It's a little late in the game, but this could be a four-minute memory or something, who can say? ]
volitaunt: (001)

[personal profile] volitaunt 2017-11-09 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His dad looks so young. Not much older than Poe himself is now. He can’t look at the kid, too afraid of what he’ll see. It’s bad enough seeing the grief that shadows his father. Kes is younger, yes, but there’s a piece of him so recently gone that it makes him seem ghostly for all his bulk.

Poe wants to hug him. He wants to be home, right now, on Yavin 4, so he can see that the haunting of loss has faded.

“You could just barely see the Death Star in the daytime.”

Poe forces himself to relax his grip on Finn. He can’t even manage a cavalier smile. Part of him wishes this was a memory of his mother, and part of him is very glad it’s not. He’s not sure what he would do if he saw her standing in front of them. ]


It’s... [ Not fine. It’s not fine. But Poe can’t stomach the hypocrisy of protecting himself when Finn didn’t get that option.]

bythehand: (ok damn never mind)

[personal profile] bythehand 2017-11-09 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He gives it a couple of seconds, just in case Poe had more of a sentence in mind. Doesn't seem like it.

"And I thought that your mother was looking down on me, right then. In the middle of whatever she was doing, whatever fight she was fighting, it was like I could feel her eyes on me."

Sadness is woven into every fiber of this moment. Maybe peaceful in some ways, from some angles, but standing close enough to see it catch the light, there's not much room for mistaking. ]


It's yours.

[ "I could feel how much she loved me, and how much she loved you."

There's no one else in this memory. No mother, no strangers in the background, not even a droid. Now there's Finn, hearing every word.

He doesn't want to leave fingerprints on it. ]


And I could be wrong, but I don't think this is the part where you and your father talk about how you fabricated the Death Star schematics from a guess.

[ Families, he may not know so well. But he likes to think he can read a metaphorical room. He is confident, in fact, that they've walked into a whole new tier of life experiences. ]
volitaunt: (006 - emqX1wP)

[personal profile] volitaunt 2017-11-10 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Poe laughs, a startled, painful sound.

"So you were never scared?"

He forces himself to look away from father and son and at Finn's face, so out of place in this context. He can't keep the hunted look out of his eyes. ]
If you've got any suggestions, I'm happy to listen.

[ "What're you afraid of now?"

It's too late, it's too late to matter. Poe's heart is breaking for his father all over again, the same way it does every time he remembers, but in the moment it's so much worse. He wants to apologize to the specter of Kes Dameron. He wants to say he's sorry he couldn't do more sooner, that he couldn't get the New Republic to do anything no matter how hard he tried and how far outside the strictures of the military he went to do it.

"That it was all for nothing."

The sounds of the jungle, Kes going back to work on the fence. Poe, small and curly-haired and somber and not quite sure yet what his father meant.

You'll figure it out, Poe doesn't say. Sooner or later, you'll get it.

Yavin 4 starts to dissolve. ]
Edited 2017-11-10 02:06 (UTC)
bythehand: (gun)

i'm starting a change.org petition to hug poe

[personal profile] bythehand 2017-11-10 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ He does try to think of something they can do to lessen this experience. There's not much time for thinking, is the problem. One second he's trying, mostly failing, to tune their surroundings out, fervently wishing that he could just come up with an optimal solution. He must have run a hundred battle simulations in his lifetime, he used to write out long-form answers on historical battles and their strategic flaws, and it's useless. And the sharpness of a world bathed in red is vanishing.

It only takes one second to go from wishing he could to wishing that he had, and oh.

Poe's father sounds like a smart man, is the first thing he thinks. Even his fears were smart.

Finn doesn't ask if Poe is okay. Not hard to suss the answer out on his own.

The Quarantine is swiftly dropping to the bottom of the list of planets (and by technicality, moons) he would even think about setting foot on again once they get home. It doesn't matter if it's a tech malfunction, this is not fair.

It's one thing for people like him. Most things he can remember happened with three or more people watching in plain view, anyway. Other cadets, instructors-- even telling Solo the truth, Chewie was standing right there with them. Most things he remembers, there are a dozen Stormtroopers somewhere in the system who remember the exact same thing from a foot to the left. For all that there are things Finn never wants to see replayed in full clarity, he still knows how to live in a world where the only real privacy is in thoughts or behind a helmet.

This memory was private. This is something that was just Poe's, until the Quarantine took a hack at it.

And there isn't anything they can do to make it stop happening. Split off from each other, maybe, but it won't stop strangers from getting the same show.

This would all be easier if there was someone or something out there that only needed to be blown up to put an end to it. He'd ship out in a heartbeat. Finn swallows. ]


I'm starting to think this moon has a problem with us.
volitaunt: (236)

this is fine he's fine it's all good

[personal profile] volitaunt 2017-11-10 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ This time Poe laughs like he's been holding his breath. Has he? It feels like he has been.

He runs a hand through his hair, looking sidelong at Finn. Slowly, it occurs to him to be grateful that it's Finn who saw this and not somebody else. Not one of his pilots, not one of their enemies--Force, what a man like Terex would do with something that personal, Poe doesn't want to know.

It also occurs to him to be grateful that Kylo Ren didn't torture him as badly as the monster could have.

As a rule, Poe doesn't really drink. A small amount, on occasion, sure. But not much and not often. He doesn't let his pilots drink either, not if they want to get behind a stick within twelve hours of doing so. He particularly doesn't drink when it feels like an easy choice to make, and boy, it would be an easy choice to make right now. ]


I hate to say it, but you might be right.

[ He looks at the spot ahead of them where he and his father had been standing. Now just a spot of road, crisscrossed by pedestrian traffic. What did it look like to everyone else on this street? Did Finn and Poe just stop walking, just freeze in place?

Poe rolls his shoulders, forcing himself to relax at least a little bit.

Walk. Pick a direction and walk.

A few seconds of silence, then: ]


I was nine. My mom died when I was eight--bloodburn.

[ He draws in a long breath, then lets it go. ] Anyway, it changed how I thought about things. I never thought about war as war, about if she or my dad were scared before, it was all just...

[ A wave of his hand. Games. He glances at Finn. ] I guess things were a little different for you.
bythehand: (sounds fake but okay)

[personal profile] bythehand 2017-11-10 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Finn is fine to let Poe take his time to recenter, to get out what he's saying. His face is still lined with all the makings of concern and outrage, a pinch of vague dread for the future, but walking makes it easier to loosen that up.

Bloodburn. He wasn't lined up to be a pilot, but it's the kind of thing they'd get awareness lectures about once in a while. There are better ways to go. He can't imagine what that would be like for a kid to see happening in real life.

The context, in that vein, makes things make more sense. Not that it was hard to understand that conversation. It's-- helpful to understand what it all stemmed from. To have more pieces of the picture. Finn's grateful for that. For Poe being willing to offer that. ]


Yeah.

[ Then he mulls over what to say for a few seconds, himself. ]

They raised us for it. But they made it easy not to think about what we were really training to do. Best thing you can be is a Stormtrooper. Best side you can be on is the Supreme Leader's.

[ He shakes his head. Good riddance to that rhetoric, honestly. ]
volitaunt: (266)

[personal profile] volitaunt 2017-11-10 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's the thing about Poe giving him context: Finn has seen him at his worst. Finn's seen him broken, mind cracked open like a nut under a bantha's foot. He never wants his pilots to see him like that, ever. It makes things easier, a little bit, when nothing can be worse than what someone already knows.

He finds himself shaking his head along with Finn, sick with anger at the thought of those lies being fed to children. Children turned to letters and numbers, made anonymous and expendable. Rank after rank of human beings who never had a choice.

Never had a choice, but Finn still made one.

Poe slings an arm around Finn's shoulders. ]


We'll kick Snoke in the teeth and see if that changes the First Order's tune.

[ The devil-may-care attitude is back hi did you miss it. ]