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quaranmeme2018-02-18 06:06 pm
happy first birthday, riverview!
riverview fourth wall memeIn honor of Riverview's ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY, players have voted for a fourth wall style event where players and non-players alike can indulge a few whims, try people out in Riverview's setting, or share small slices of their homeworlds with friends. This is a place where anyone can throw a character they'd like to play in the game, an AU version of a character they already play, a character who might not normally be appable, or a few threads with canonmates that they might not get otherwise.
Create your own scenario - the setting is built to be flexible, so feel free to make things up as you go.
● Top-level posts can be made by either current players, potential players, or just people who want to dabble in the setting or engage in some threads with current players.
● Doubles of characters who are currently in the game cannot be posted to this meme. If a character is listed on the taken list and couldn't be apped under the canon AU provision, please do not play that character on this meme.
● Aside from the above, characters that would normally not be appable can generally be played on this meme: AU or heavily altered CRAU versions of characters (providing the original is not in the game or you play the original), dropped characters (providing they have not been re-apped by a new player), that second character you wish you could play that's too closely related to the one you already play, among many other options. If you have any questions about what's okay, just drop them on the Mod Questions Thread.
● The explanation for this event is Game Canon, so threads in this event can either be non-canon meme-style fun, or remembered by characters going forward, providing both parties are amenable. Threads on this post can be used for Activity Points providing both characters are accepted into the game, but cannot be used for the monthly Activity Check.
● Threads from this post can be used as app samples providing the character in question is appable and not an AU.
● Ideally, all characters who are not currently in the game should be played by someone, if you are fiending for your character to introduce someone in the game to someone from home that isn't likely to be played, that someone can be NPC'd in a thread.
● Settings brought from characters' homes can range from as small as a table or desk to as large as one city block.
It's a well-known but not often talked about truth that sometimes people who have come to the Quarantine didn't exactly want to come. Whether it was a mistake, or the portal picked up on the faintest short-term feeling of displacement and jumped the gun by pulling someone into the Quarantine, some people just don't want to be here. And while the government and the scientists employed by it try their best to find ways to send people home as quickly as possible, it's not easy.
And for some residents, it's not enough.
On the morning of February 19th, some residents have decided to do something about it. A group of highly-intelligent, scientifically-minded people have banded together trying to find a way to make pinpointing specific other worlds easier, but a year's worth of research hasn't proven very successful. So instead, they've decided to bring a little bit of home to Riverview. How?
A virus was released into the general network - every device connected to Riverview's internet equivalent has been hit with it. It's not a very malevolent virus, though, geared toward all of the city's many, many holoemitters, cameras, and other types of sensors. Through various complicated algorithms and a direct line into the Perimeter Guard's open database of information on other worlds, all of Riverview has become holo-capable.
Throughout the city, almost anywhere that they go, characters may find themselves running into a little piece of home. Whether it's something as simple as the desk from their bedroom back home, the block they lived on, the bridge of their starship, the unfamiliar world they were pulled into before Riverview, or the meadow they like to watch the stars in, it might show up. And with those locations come people.
Characters may run into holographic versions of almost anyone they can think of. And, much like the locations, those people feel, smell, and sound perfectly real. They are fully interactive, and they come across exactly like the real thing. However, unlike the real thing...they're going to disappear. Whether it's within an hour or two, or if they stick around until the virus is shut down on the evening of February 23rd, they will eventually fade away.
(Unless your enabling game is strong enough and the character's appable, of course.)
Since the virus is affecting the whole network, there's one other thing that the holograms can use - Friendr is a friend-finder and/or dating app. Even a hologram can 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 (however one-night the stand will be). 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.
During the upcoming festival of lust, also known as Sampremi, many of the highly-anticipated seasonal delicacies that are about to be baked, broiled, steamed, candied, and pickled are made from a type of fruit called the Lababerry, which only grows for a couple of months a year, in the warmer rainforest area to the north of the city. Businesses all over the city are gearing up for this year's festivities, ready to prepare the highly-anticipated treats everyone is craving, and while the usual harvest has already taken place, demand is high enough after last year that it's outpacing the harvest, and many, many businesses are offering very large rewards for harvests of the Lababerries.
And why are the rewards so large?
While the Lababerries are still in season, the usual harvest happens early in the spring, before the rains fall so heavily and the plants they grow on come out of hibernation. This is because the plants they grow on are highly carnivorous, willing to chew on whoever might be stopping by to pluck their sweet fruits. The plants are equipped with an acid that thickly coats the tops of the leaves, which are capable of clamping onto any intruder. The acid is fast-acting on non-biological materials, and slow-acting on skin and flesh. Once it contacts skin, it turns it into a sludge that the leaves suck up.
But hey, the rewards are very, very much worth the risks. If you want to start your time in the Quarantine with a pretty penny in your pocket, this is the job for you.
In preparation for Sampremi, a lot of the clubs, restaurants, and hotels are doing special events to encourage people to pair (or trio, or group) off in anticipation of the particular sexy set of festivities for the season. There are flyers around the city advertising various couples activities: speed dating, dance classes, overnight pool parties, and all-expenses-paid lovers' nights in.
The catch? The great deals only count if you're a twosome. So if you don't have someone to love, hit up speed dating in the indoor courtyard of Riverview's largest mall, or grab the first person you see and take the opportunity.
Use the wildcard prompt to choose your own adventure and do whatever else you like in the setting!
friendr bc i am a troll welp | un: @sweetdreames
If I know anything about it, you're like to need a drink anyway.
the trolliest troll that ever did troll
Of course you're here. You offering?
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Just tell me if Cobb’s here because if this is some weird extension of his subconscious we need to get out.
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[ Happy is pushing it. ]
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[ Ariadne, he remembers waking up. Very distinctly. The ensuing anxiety in the airport. The awkward glances. The tension that's almost impossible to fake.
What? ]
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[ this is going to be a part of this place she’s really not going to like, isn’t it? ]
Cobb just agreed to let me go.
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[ But then this isn't even the weirdest thing he's come across in the last two months, who knows. He figures she'll eventually take to the transition quicker than he has: she rolls with a lot of bullshit with astonishing grace. (Had he been able to do that at 23?) ]
But that's never best discussed like this, is it? Where are you?
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[ Ariadne isn't even sure where she got that particular ability from. Maybe it was just because she was too determined to let any challenge get the better of her, no matter how much of a blindside it is.
He would find her with an untouched cup of coffee, still looking around at everyone and everything like she was waiting for it all to turn sour. ]
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Without preamble, he takes the open seat at her table (in a bizarre mimicry he knows nothing about). Motioning to the untouched, cooling coffee, he gives her a smirk. ]
Coffee is only going to make this worse, but it's honestly unconscionable when cold.
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[ The reflection wasn't lost on her. Eames hadn't been there in her first dream with Cobb, and yet... She couldn't quite hold back the smile as she gave a shake of her head and then leaned forward after pushing the coffee cup out of the way. ]
We can order tea if that would make you feel more at home.
[ Her eyebrow quirked a little bit, referring to his accent more than any real knowledge she had that he even lived in his country of birth. ]
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To tell the truth, I'm not sure "home" exists. Appreciated all the same, but I'm not the one in need of it, I think, hm?
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Why do I still get the feeling that you mean I need something stronger? How long have you been here?
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Because you're a smart girl and that's precisely what I mean.
[ It hadn't done much to make the information or situation more palatable, but it had calmed nerves and made him less prone to care.
But the next is harder to answer. Does time here really matter when she doesn't even remember events as they'd ended? Had they ended? It brings back concern that this still isn't real at all (even if totems claim otherwise), that something has faltered and gone wrong and perhaps they're all in that hell Dom had condemned them to without concern or warning. The ease in his expression seems to harden for a moment as he considers the answer. ]
Two months, give or take a few days.
[ Strange or no, he's hardly changed habit so easily to try and calculate an exact answer. ]
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Totems didn't lie. Did they?
This really was apparently real, except nothing matched. She didn't match to Eames and Arthur. They both seemed to think the job was done, but it hadn't even started.
All she had were questions, and clearly coffee or tea weren't going to help them get answered. ]
You know it's been a few years since I was a 'girl', darling. Two months?
[ She took that in, hand seeking out her pocket once more to touch the chess piece inside. ]
Two months. Two months you've been here while you've still been back there... Just when I thought I'd seen everything.
bless her
Doesn't make any bloody sense, does it?
[ But he watches that small movement, undoubtedly the same he'd made about once every few minutes when he'd first arrived himself. ]
Arthur claims it's real. And I trust-- [ him more than I do myself. It's more than he'd meant to say at all, but that's shrugged off too. It doesn't mean anything. It can't mean anything. ] Well, he's rarely wrong.
he's not dom, she doesn't really wish him ill lol
None. But then I would have said the same thing about what we were doing back home, and yet...
[ She glanced at the ceiling like she could still see the strange sky outside. And then she gave a shake of her head as if she were ready to accept it because they did. ]
You know, I would have thought he'd question it just a little bit longer. [ She leaned forward, hand out of her pocket now as she rest her arms on the table. And yet he trusts Cobb also lingered on her lips but never made it past them as she gave a wry smile. ] So if "home" is a foreign concept and yet we're stuck here, what are you going to do?
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I've been worse places in far worse company.
[ He shrugs lightly. ]
I'm in no hurry.
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[ Ariadne had barely got to know Eames outside of preparing for the job. She could only make guesses and assumptions as far as the type of man sh thought he was.
And right now, she didn't think he'd be that bad company to get stuck with. Same with Arthur. Getting stuck with Cobb, though? She would have been trying to find a way out a lot sooner if he'd been here. ]
I guess it helps too that there's probably no authorities after you here. Well, I'm assuming there isn't.
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[ He'd say something similar about fiction: all of it has a measure of truth, whether obvious or obfuscated.
Just don't ask him to spell "obfuscated."But at the summation, he gives her a short laugh as he casually takes stock of the rest of the cafe, before he answers: ]
No. Not yet.
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[ Ariadne couldn't help adding those two things. Given recent events it was still fresh on her mind, and while she hadn't told Eames back in 'reality' (which still seemed like a liquid concept), there was a chance he'd never remember if he left here.
It also made her wonder if she had told him. Or Arthur. She both wanted to know and didn't. Wasn't knowing the future even more dangerous than being told something you hadn't known in the past? ]
Oh good, I got here just in time to see you change that.
[ She gives him a small smirk. ]
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[ Or fine, projections he tends to fabricate, but he gets it. To a point. There's a danger in how attractive the dream becomes, the freedom in it. But he's seen what that addiction does, and has had his own suspicions of certain team leaders for some time now. ]
And I don't plan on inviting it if I can help it, Ariadne. I simply...accept it as a possibility.
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