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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] quaranmeme2017-12-18 08:58 pm

riverview: december 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 13 Character Slots available.
Reserves are Open. Applications will be open from January 1st until January 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.
● 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: winter rescue

Going into the last week of December, the city experiences an abrupt and unexpected dump of snow - several feet of it, in fact. Usually, it wouldn't be a big deal, since most people and most exploration teams could just hole up and ride out the storm and snowdrifts. And that's what most of the city is doing.

Unfortunately, this is the week that some of the Perimeter Guard Cadets have decided to go on their Winter Expedition - a sort of camping trip slash exploration expedition into the Abandoned City just outside the walls of the Inner City. While the goal wasn't to get too far away from the walls, with the snow starting up in force, the groups of Cadets have gotten turned around in the inclement weather and are stuck outside the walls, unable to return to the safety of the Inner City.

A general call has gone out to anyone willing to brave the snow and storm to rescue groups of Cadets between the ages of 12 and 17 who are trapped outside the walls in their camps.


prompt ii: a flock of stargulls

During the last half of December, residents might start noticing the appearance of cute, trilling little birds with soulful eyes (very mild spoilers for the most recent Star Wars movie in the link) throughout the Quarantine. Perched on tree branches or the corners of awnings and eaves, they will keep multiplying in number until December 20th, when a positive swarm of them will come through the portal.

Welcome to the Quarantine, Porgs!

These little lovable birds (spoiler-free image) will be settling in to roost just about anywhere you can think of. Outside your window, inside your kitchen on top of your fridge, under your bed, or anywhere else. Whether residents consider them a nuisance or a potential new pet, they're bound to cause a stir. The Porgs will be out and about in the city until the end of December, when most of them will find their way back through the portal to whichever world they came from, though a little colony of them will remain in the City from now on. Porgs will be added along with domestic foxes and Pokémon as creatures that can be found or caught in the city as pets without the use of AP!

[Thanks to Sere for submitting this prompt as a mini-plot!]


prompt iii: mistleglow

Some residents may remember that back in September, a love-drunk and confusion-spell-addled newlywed mage from Gramarye Magic Research let loose some pretty little fairy lights that trapped people in the city in little invisible bubbles until they kissed (and any kind of kiss would do). Well, the same slightly-less-newlywed but no less romantically-inclined mage happens to really, really enjoy the winter season, and thinks it's totally romantic. That particular sentiment is pretty common in the Quarantine - while Hygge is the celebration of familial love, the residents of the Quarantine all agree that that family often includes partners and lovers. Besides that, the folklore of mistletoe as being representative of love and friendship is something that the Quarantine has in common with the universes many residents inhabit.

So, as the last week and a half of December rolls around, residents around the Quarantine will see the result of the resident romantic trying to share a bit of Hygge love - small, glowing sprigs of mistletoe will be floating around the Quarantine, ready to trap people up and make them share a bit of affection. But how does it work?

Two or more characters walking under one of these glowing, floating sprigs will get stuck for one hour, trapped inside an invisible enclosure with an approximate three foot radius. The only options are to either wait out the hour, or to kiss! Characters will know they're meant to kiss, because part of the magic spell is the sudden and intense knowledge that they should kiss in order to break free. There is no compulsion to kiss, just the knowledge that that's how to get free. This time, instead of any kind of kiss working, there will be different types of kisses that will work to release the trapped residents depending on the color of mistleglow:

RED: MOUTH ● ORANGE: NECK ● YELLOW: CHEEK
GREEN: FOREHEAD ● BLUE: HAND ● VIOLET: BUTTERFLY


Trapped residents will not know what kind of kiss will work for each color and may have to experiment before finding the right one.


prompt iv: snowed in

Remember those Hygge Cabins that the City set up all along the banks of the river? Little cabins with enough space for a small kitchen, a table to eat at, and a lounge area in front of a fireplace, meant to be shared in celebration of familial love and found family during Hygge? Well, the sudden onslaught of snow that trapped the Cadets outside the city are also serving to isolate people who are in and around the cabins.

With the river nearby, the heightened humidity in the area of the beaches where the cabins are set up, the snowfall is even heavier than it is throughout the rest of the city. Anyone who's down by the water will find themselves quickly driven out of the open and into one of these cabins, whether it's inhabited or not! Whether these weather refugees are sharing a cabin by choice, after having a lovely dinner together, or unwillingly, in the form of an intruder on someone else's holiday or by being driven into the same cabin with a stranger, they're going to be snowed in for a while!


prompt v: friendr/network

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.

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

[the cabin by Izabela Witkiewicz]
personifications: (❮♢♠❯ ʙɪɢ sʟɪᴄᴋ)

[personal profile] personifications 2017-12-22 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ "Whatever you want to give," is thought, but remains unsaid. Though he has found, in historical experience, that the first best way to get people to open up is to listen. And thus he only offers a shrug as he lets her continue.

It's obvious through the exchange that she's holding something back--more so than the tendency to avoid small details (he does the same; it's a tactic easily recognized)--the only thing he isn't sure of is how important that "something" is. It could be the same small omissions one naturally leaves out around strangers, or it could be something much bigger.

And judging from his arrival and the "orientation" that he's certain he's going to be trying to wrap his head around for some time into the future, he's not sure the answer is a simple one.

So it's onto the second best step: taking a small, salient detail, those things people reveal about themselves in a simple, harmless context, and pushing on what's there instead. Interest goes a long way. ]


In my line of work, there's no such thing as a vacation. [ (Well, there is, but to him, anything can be if one only tries hard enough.) ] You learn to roll with it eventually. Even if the "people factor" never fails to make that harder.

[ No comment. ]

But a savior and an artist, hm? Next, you'll be telling me you're a prodigy.
specifications: (Default)

he'll consider it

[personal profile] specifications 2017-12-22 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Possibly more flat than before: ]

Did I stutter?

[ He's not repeating himself. ]
personifications: (❮♢♡❯ ᴀᴄᴇʏ-ᴅᴜᴄᴇʏ)

(and a quesadilla too)

[personal profile] personifications 2017-12-22 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ No, there's the eyeroll. It completes the full cycle then, and he finally sighs. He doesn't want to resort to this. Doesn't want to admit really any of this in front of Arthur when there's so much that actually remains unsaid and a whole history of missteps and embarrassments and--

He sighs. Damn it. ]


Please.
specifications: (Default)

what no baja blast?

[personal profile] specifications 2017-12-22 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a part of him that wants to drag it out, comment on how Eames could totally use the time to stay still for a little while. But there have only been a few times when Eames has asked him for his help in such a sincere way.

His mouth twists into something akin to contemplating the pros and cons before he's taking a few steps closer. Not too close just yet. But points up to the plant again. ]


I don't know which that is. The different colors mean different kinds of kisses, apparently. Just a regular peck won't do.

[ And considering that one is red, Arthur isn't exactly sure what it entails. ]

Jaina Solo • Star Wars (Legends) • Ota

[personal profile] heroise 2017-12-22 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
i. winter is here
Seriously? There are definite shades of Myrkr right about now, and she's nearly the most emotionally well-equipped person to deal with it. She's gone out alone, because the last thing she wants or needs is pestering about whether or not she's fit for this mission. Her objective is clear: to succeed where she so blatantly had not on Myrkr. When she thinks of the kids involved, Anakin's face invariably flashes in her mind.

It makes her walk twice as fast as she can, given the snow. Tracking them isn't hard; not for her. Or it wouldn't be if she'd reach out. Cut off from her twin—she hasn't bothered. So when she comes across someone she's never seen before in the forest and is definitely not between twelve and seventeen, she halts and stands stock still, features schooled into a cool, impassive expression.

"Who sent you? I told them I'd handle it."

ii. get off my lawn
( There's a literal pile of junk in the middle of the local park, because someone is looking for suitable parts to (try) and cobble together some form of transportation to get off this rock. A hubcap is toss away—and then ends up rolled back toward her when no less than five strange birds land on it. Jaina looks up, brown eyes narrowed; and folds her arms over her chest. )

You've got three seconds before you're lunch.

( Look, they'd beat freeze-dried anything. With a snap and a hiss, her lightsaber ignites, casting a violet glow over them. They only hop off the hubcap and waddle closer, making her scowl. )

Suit yourself.

iii. mistleglow
( Congratulations! You're now trapped for an hour with a scowling jedi apprentice. )

Hands off.

( Mouth, too. )

iv. befriendr

Friendr
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»
» Age: 18
» Seeking: no
» Preferences: no
» Interests: finding my brother, blowing up some vong, avenging my brother
» Bio: i could be the smuggler or diplomat who saves the galaxy. it's 50/50. also: i go by 'great one' these days.
base code by photosynthesis
Jaina Solo
« ✘ ✔ »
Edited 2017-12-22 10:35 (UTC)
northerndragon: (dashing)

i. you people know nothing of winter!!!1!

[personal profile] northerndragon 2017-12-22 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
Jon has understood for a long time now why Benjen Stark wouldn't take him out in that first ranging after his arrival at the Wall... has understood, in fact, at least since the Fist of the First Men. As much as he thought his ability to ride and handle a sword had prepared him, it hadn't, and most of the other Night's Watch recruits had been ill-prepared even in comparison to him, let alone a seasoned ranger.

So he doesn't much agree with the fact that the cadets went out alone on a Winter Expedition, and he isn't much surprised that they're stuck in the snow and in need of help. Winter is no time for an expedition, even a winter that seems likely to be brief and mild in comparison to what he would normally expect. Any winter has an underlying danger, even if no dead things stir in the snows. And there are monsters here, though he hopes that for a time, they will shiver in their holes and not plague the people of the Quarantine.

The group he's working with has spread out with instructions not to go more than a certain distance from their starting point before returning to it. Still, when he sees the girl... she isn't one, but she isn't one of the cadets, either.

"Handle it alone," he says... "No, that wouldn't be a good idea out here. You're not a member of the Perimeter Guard, are you?" He already knows she isn't, but the general call means that he's as likely to have to rescue would-be rescuers as the cadets who were stuck to begin with.

[personal profile] heroise 2017-12-22 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
Animals aren't a huge concern for her either, though she doesn't have her twin's knack for making friends with them. (Or to crack bad jokes, thankfully for all present.) She takes a long look over the man before her, eyebrows knitting together at how unfamiliar his clothes look, how primitive his weapon is. If he didn't seem an authority of some degree, she'd wrinkle her nose. But he knows this kind of terrain, she doesn't need to reach out with her feelings to tell as much.

She's never felt at home on the ground; only beyond the clouds, among the stars. In the Falcon's cockpit with her dad.

"Lieutenant Jaina Solo, New Republic military." Her tone is flat, as devoid of feeling as she forces herself to be. Otherwise she'd be enraged as Tenel Ka had been in that pod.

"I can handle it, actually. Have you scouted this area before? The kids are some ways ahead through the trees." Because unlike her heart, she can feel them.
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Athelstan ( Vikings )

[personal profile] pietistic 2017-12-22 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
( II. Stargulls )

[ At first, Athelstan hadn't decided what he thought of the birds that seemed to almost create an infestation of the city. They were cute, almost too cute and he always felt a churning weakness and desire to pay attention to them when he saw them.

And when out for a walk he does end up with one in his hands. ]


I'm almost tempted to keep you if not for the fact there would almost certainly be a flock of you by end of day if I brought you inside. [ At least, that is what it felt like. ]

( V. Friendr )


Friendr
«
»
» Age: ???
» Seeking: Christian
» Preferences: the Christian God. Ragnar and Lagertha.
» Interests: being a priest, cutting my hair funny, robes, other Christian priest things
» Bio: I make a wonderful babysitter even if I'm terrible at fishing and hunting. I used to live in a place with only other men (but not like that). I do not have sex because I am a Christian priest. God Bless. Amen. Ragnar is an amazing warrior.
base code by photosynthesis
Athelstan
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( VI. Wildcard )

[ Will match formats and what not! Open to anything else you might fancy! ]
Edited 2017-12-22 11:10 (UTC)
storradr: (18)

wildcard we talked about :3

[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-22 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
Priest!

[He still couldn't believe that Athelstan was here. Gya, Ivar, and now his monk. If everyone else could hurry up and get here he could maybe think about staying. Maybe. There was a lot he wanted to do back home, but, perhaps, there could be a lot here to do as well.]

Athelstan. [He hummed the monk's name as he threw an arm around his shoulders.

All of a sudden he got that familiar feeling and instinctively looked up. His initial response was an annoyed groan, but then he glanced over at Athelstan and had to use every ounce of willpower to keep the wolfish smirk from his face.]
We're stuck. Because of that. I was stuck earlier. It's some kind of magic. [He paused, unable to keep from smiling to himself.]

ii

[personal profile] heroise 2017-12-22 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I know someone who's good at making friends with animals. Usually they come to him, if you get what I mean."

What she doesn't say is that her twin has some intuition in the Force that allows him to bond more easily with creatures of all kinds. Because it hurts to even think of him now, to look for him in that place in her heart that belongs to him and find it foggy, hollow. Jaina gives the woman a long, intent glance—and then shrugs.

"What do they eat? Guess we should at least leave some food out for her."

text, un: sticks

[personal profile] heroise 2017-12-22 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm already looking for spare parts. Building our way offworld looks like our best shot.
pietistic: (image)

ragnar plz

[personal profile] pietistic 2017-12-22 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It had been less daunting to take on this place once he had found Ragnar. It wouldn't have been so long ago that he would have been surprised at the elation upon seeing him but it had become something more natural. There's an easy smile as Ragnar invades his personal space with little care. He never had had much care for personal space if Athelstan were to think too deeply on it (but he chooses not to usually). ]

Ragnar.

[ There had been a follow up pleasantry on the tip of his tongue before strange sensation settles, like an instinct that had suddenly sprung up. His gaze follows Ragnar's and he doesn't quite know what they're dealing with here. ]

Magic? What kind of magic? [ He finds himself a bit suspicious of that smile on Ragnar's lips now. And what of this fact in his mind that Ragnar is correct and that a kiss is needed to untrap them? ]

Did you do this?

text, un: sticks

[personal profile] heroise 2017-12-22 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
So all you need to do is live off alone with a bunch of guys somewhere, wear robes and cut your hair funny to be a priest?

( A beat. )

Well, you're lucky. You could have to cut off body parts or tattoo your face. Really lucky.

( Body mods like those do nothing for a person's looks in her opinion. )
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[personal profile] pietistic 2017-12-22 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
It is a bit more complicated than that but my friend makes light of it.

I do believe the Lord does not ask more than we can bear.
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iv. baby's first friendr interaction

[personal profile] killthepast 2017-12-22 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This entire... ENTIRE... PROFILE...

Is it a joke? IS IT ANOTHER BLASTED MEME? ]


This isn't funny.
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friendr

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-12-22 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[...So, wait, Ben has a sister?]

Any relation to Han...Solo?
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[personal profile] fiercestwarrior 2017-12-22 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For a moment, she could swear that his words were not spoken by him, but by Fandral. It takes a considerable act of will to keep herself from looking around for her friend, and as it is there is still a moment where she almost looks a little stunned.

It softens her a bit, this reminder of a loved companion, which is why she chooses to stay rather than simply stalk off without another word.

With a hand on her hip, she raises an eyebrow at Eames, a hint of amusement in the slight upturn of the corners of her moth.
]

Perhaps. And do not call me darling.

[ She has to like you a lot more for that to fly. ]
Edited 2017-12-22 18:41 (UTC)
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[personal profile] polarising 2017-12-22 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you.

[ She gives a little nod, like, that was the right reaction to have, thank you very much. Human or mutant, she doesn't get the sense that this guy's about to shoot her (medium-case-scenario) or call her names (mildest-case-scenario) so he can stay. Indoors. She'd slam the door behind him capably enough if he kept staring, though. It really is cold. ]

You from around here?

[ Or are you like her, and unfortunately just dropping in? So far she is not very impressed by landing in quote-unquote Quarantine. ]
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ii

[personal profile] volitaunt 2017-12-22 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Poe was approaching already, bemused by... whatever the kriff this young woman is doing. It's an odd place to set up a junk pile either way.

He hears the comment on eating the little bird things, starts to be amused, but then she has a goddamn lightsaber and boy howdy his experiences with lightsabers haven't been great recently.]


Woah woah woah!

[ That... still doesn't stop him from getting between her and the little winged dudes, though.

He holds up both hands, not sure whether he's saying I'm unarmed or please don't kill me. Either way he's ready to go for his gun and/or dive out of the way if she takes a swing at him, nerves hotwired with the expectation of an attack. ]


Easy, geez.
Edited 2017-12-22 17:47 (UTC)
tutee: (clap)

ii

[personal profile] tutee 2017-12-22 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Bill had managed to catch one of the little bird chipmunk things and is cradling it in her arms, scratching its head, as she watches a very frustrated man storm by with a bevy of the things waddling along behind him.

She can't help but laugh. "Oh, I think they like you!"
bythehand: (who me couldnt be)

iii

[personal profile] bythehand 2017-12-22 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Everyone has their lot in life. This is apparently Finn's. He's quick to bring his hands up in what he hopes is the universal sign for surrender. ]

Won't be a problem.

[ A little cramped, maybe, but he's waited out his fair share of invisible barriers with other people since this started happening. ]

Takes it an hour to disappear. You might wanna get as comfortable as you can.
ragnarsson: ([16.6] I challenge you)

V - Video

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2017-12-22 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
This place brought a priest here? I guess their standards must be slipping.

[Sorry, Athlestan. Ivar is a clear example of what happens when you let Floki raise a kid. He hates Christians fervently.]

And how do you know my father?

[He was too young to remember Athlestan before he died. Just the talk he'd heard occasionally growing up of the priest Ragnar had kept as a slave.]
Edited 2017-12-22 19:33 (UTC)
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[personal profile] oldladyleia 2017-12-22 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[There were familiar people that Leia had sensed around her, and she had simply just chalked it up to wanting them to be there. It was something that she was not unfamiliar with at this point; it was a way of believing that Luke was fine somewhere he had run to, that Ben was still somewhere, even if he wasn't exactly safe and of course that Han was just outside of her reach, and that he wasn't dead in the Starkiller base.

But this presence was as familiar to her as her own, and it practically felt like it was right in the room. Maybe that was the reason that she had chosen this cabin to step inside of, and for the first time since she had stared down one of the people at the portals, she felt like one thing was going right.

Even if she was a little bit concerned that if he was here, then who the hell was running things back home?!

Her voice however was warm, and pleased, and it went along with the smile she gave him.
]

I am so happy you're here.
travelsfast: (grit)

[personal profile] travelsfast 2017-12-22 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Percy has to stop in his tracks at the woman's words, the sudden stop making his little porg parade run into his legs and each other with surprised trilling. As he turns to speak to her, he's taking a few moments to uselessly open and close his mouth and make some undignified and somewhat distressed noises as he's trying to figure out what to even say to that.

"That's entirely the problem here!" As he says that, one porg decides to land on his mess of white hair that it thought would make a nice nest or perch. Percy immediately tries to swipe at the bird to no effect. "I would very much like them to not."
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[personal profile] pietistic 2017-12-22 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's very little use in replying to the insult and so he doesn't but the tidbit about Ragnar has his brows furrowing. It undeniably brings up some questions. ]

We are friends.

[ He had been Ragnar's slave but he felt so no longer and didn't feel the need to inform anyone of such if they didn't already know. ]