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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] quaranmeme2018-04-20 06:40 pm

riverview: april 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 25 Character Slots available.
Applications are currently open and will close on May 7th at 10:00 pm EST.
● 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: from the deep

For the past month, the flooding in Riverview has been out of control, and the attacks of strange mutated creatures from the swollen river haven't been helping much. While the water level has stabilized over the past couple of weeks, the river is still way, way out of bounds and keeping a large number of people in relief shelters or put up with volunteer families, causing significant damage to riverside properties, homes, and businesses. While residents have done everything they can to try to correct the situation, from machines and tech to magic and appealing to the River Spirits during the yearly Flower Festival River Spirit Procession, nothing has made any real meaningful difference.

On the 20th, almost a month to the day after the river started swelling out of control, anyone looking at the rushing surface of the water will start to see a strange glow just underneath it, and as the day progresses, glowing white tentacles start to rise from the surface of the water. As the tentacles rise from the surface, members of the Perimeter Guard will be setting up a protective barrier around the area to keep civilians back until they figure out what's up with whatever's in the river.

In the meantime, the presence of the glowing thing is driving the last of the nasty giant mutated crocodiles, carnivorous toads, and other monsters out of the river in droves. While the Perimeter Guard is still holding the line, volunteers are being called for to take out the monsters as they exit the river, menacing the rest of the city. Whether your character is a member of the Guard in training, helping keep the civilians safe from the possible new threat in the river, or a volunteer helping take out the fleeing monsters, their help will be more than welcome.


prompt ii: enlightened guidance

After a few days of study, Gramarye Magic Research's strongest mages have banded together and found a way to communicate with the glowing presence in the deep, using a wide variety of nature-based magicks from different realms. And what have they learned?

The presence is not just one creature, it is many, and they are awakening from a long, long sleep. Possibly almost as long as there have been people on the moon - it's hard to tell, when the creatures 'speak' so slowly. What the mages have managed to get from them is that it is their awakening and movement that's causing the flooding in the river, a combination of blocking up the river's exit through the fences with their bulk and an overflow of elemental water magic that is causing the river to swell with more water than it can hold. The creatures, who call themselves the 'Guardians of the Deep,' are eventually ruled to be completely benign, and their only request is to be helped on their migration to the sea - a trip that they usually take once a year when they are not in hibernation. The problem is that, since their last migration, the river has become a much more dangerous place, plagued by monsters and clogged with rubble from the Abandoned City.

Any resident with nature magic of any kind and who can communicate with the creatures, who is a fighter or member of the Perimeter Guard, or who has abilities that can help to clear the river of any debris or blockages, is invited to aid in the attempt to escort the Guardians of the deep down the river. Once they reach the delta and waterfalls, their path will be clear and they will be free to explore the ocean until they return to the city in late fall.

ETA: In response to a player question, the Guardians look like very large glowy amoebas.


prompt iii: a touching story

The Guardians of the Deep are slow-speaking and they are also slow-moving. For a period of at least two weeks, they will be making their way from the center of the city down the river with the current, and as they travel, they'll be having a rather...interesting effect on anyone who is sensitive to their influence. This sensitivity is something a character may be aware of through a strong connection with or love of nature or animals, it may be a spiritual or magical sensitivity, it may be an emotional one, or it might simply be something a character is not aware of until they are affected. However, no matter what a character is or where they come from, they may be susceptible to the aura of the Guardians.

And what does that aura do?

Starting on April 20th and intermittently continuing throughout the next month, any characters with a sensitivity (feel free to make one up that affects your character, or have them be immune as per your choice) will lose an important sense. While sight is the most commonly lost sense, others may lose hearing, taste, touch, smell, or other senses unique to their physiology (whether biological, mechanical, or otherwise). The only relief from this loss is for the character to make direct contact with another character - any other character, in any way, as long as there is no clothing, material, or other matter blocking contact. As soon as contact is broken, the loss will return.

The effect can last for as long or short a time as each player wishes, and affect whatever sense is desired. Reprieve from the effect comes with skin-to-skin (or equivalent) contact with another character, and is not limited to just one other character - it doesn't matter who else is being touched, as long as it's someone.


prompt iv: floral exchange

During this year, there's been an influx of people from a dying reality consisting mostly of living plant people, and they've really taken the Flower Festival as a great opportunity to introduce one of their most honored traditions to the people of their new adopted world. The tradition involves sharing various types of flowers with strangers, with each type of flower having a different meaning and effect on both the giver and receiver - the bond of the exchange can spark emotion as well as physical responses that function in a unique way that affects almost everyone that participates, whether animal, plant, or even android.

Some of the flowers have been used up, but a few types still remain. Any characters exchanging the flowers with other characters, whether friends or strangers, will experience emotional/psychological effects, physical effects, or both once the exchange is complete. Effects can last for as short or long a time as the players involved want, and are as follows:

Baby Blue Eyes - Trust/Healing the Inner Child
Emotional Effect: Either an inexplicable trust in the person the flower was exchanged with, or a generalized paranoia.
Physical Effect: De-aging. Characters can become a younger version of themselves, physically, mentally, or both. Whether or not their normal selves are of age, de-aged characters may not participate in adult prompts unless they're de-aged to something above 18.

Rose - Friendship/Beauty
Emotional Effect: Openness and a desire to make new friends, or excessive competitiveness.
Physical Effect: A temporary glamor that makes both participants in the exchange appear as the most beautiful possible version of themselves, and improves their charisma.

Valerian: - Relaxation/Heart-Opening
Emotional Effect: A near-complete erasure of anxiety and stress, or a dramatic inexplicable increase in it.
Physical Effect: Forced honesty. Both affected characters become incapable of lying. Whether they're compelled to blurt the truth or if they can keep their mouths shut or talk around the truth is up to player discretion.

[Flower meanings used in this prompt come from this site.]


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

[Meeting by Stas Bordukov]
blankfacegod: (Moon God)

text; un: tsukuyomi

[personal profile] blankfacegod 2018-04-23 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
What do you seek redemption from?

[That was the word that caught his attention most.]
buildsomething: (solemn)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-04-23 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[It pulls a somewhat startled laugh out of Tony.]

Just me. [Well, mostly. But that's besides the point.

He cocks his head as he studies this Steve though, marking the differences. It's not just the lack of the serum, this one looks older. More worn. More defensive, maybe. Not that it's going to stop Tony from pushing. It's still Steve.]


You going to tell me how you ended up in there or is that classified too?
thestarling: (community policing)

[personal profile] thestarling 2018-04-23 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, one of those.

[Peter has more than a little experience with that type of thing these days.]

So what are you protecting us all from, then?
Edited 2018-04-23 20:47 (UTC)
shikataganai: Hiding things inside them ♪ (8)

@hattori

[personal profile] shikataganai 2018-04-23 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ten years ago, I killed my brother. I seek to redeem myself for taking his life, and for the greed that lead me to that path.
physioneural: (Default)

[personal profile] physioneural 2018-04-23 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)

I volunteered. [ He finishes his dry comment with an enigmatic smile. ] The rest is classified.

[ Yep. ]

You seem real interested in the project for a man of the future...

[ DO ENLIGHTEN HIM, TONY. ]

blankfacegod: (Sunset)

[personal profile] blankfacegod 2018-04-23 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Have you been traveling alone on this path the whole time?
quiddities: (Default)

[personal profile] quiddities 2018-04-23 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
You're a god?
shikataganai: Hiding things inside them ♪ (3)

[personal profile] shikataganai 2018-04-23 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
I do not wish for anyone else to share my burden. This path is mine alone to walk.
jolting: (V: Glasses glance)

[personal profile] jolting 2018-04-23 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
That's right.
blankfacegod: (Curious)

[personal profile] blankfacegod 2018-04-23 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[That is understandable. It hasn't been too long since Tsukito himself tried to do everything on his own. Still, looking back on it now, it was so lonely.]

Not even the gods, whose duty is to help alleviate the suffering of mortals, even if it's only by a little?

[After spending time with Yui, Tsukito realized how far he'd drifted from humans, and how it had been wrong of him. He had neglected his duties as Tsukuyomi. As guilty as it makes him feel, though, he also desires to start fixing his mistake right away, even if he can only help one person at a time.]
Edited (sorry, this is my first time with this character) 2018-04-26 00:52 (UTC)
tetherer: (128)

un: the.tetherer

[personal profile] tetherer 2018-04-24 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
that's a common misconception. i age just like most people.
some gods have been more long lived than others, dependent on their species.
but i get a lot of different guesses. most fall in the early twenties age range. i look pretty young.
flowlikewater: (you are only human)

[personal profile] flowlikewater 2018-04-24 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Genji has always been idealistic, just in different ways. That part has not changed; it was only dampened for a little while.

He laughs again, a faint snort. ]


No, I have not. I do not tend to pick fights like I used to. I no longer see the need.

[ Look at what Zenyatta did to your baby brother, Hanzo. He thinks before he does things now and everything. ]
physioneural: (06)

[personal profile] physioneural 2018-04-24 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Ha! Horror indeed. Steve's glad he doesn't have the overwhelming burdens of a god. Sounds like a lot of whining work.

Do you need followers, or will you survive without them?

[ He's pretty sure this kid will be just fine, but this is a unique conversation he's having with an imaginative(??) teenager. No reason to stop it short. ]
nobasisinfact: (500 miles)

Richard Strand || The Black Tapes Podcast

[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-04-24 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
IV

If pressed, Richard couldn't tell you who had given him the blue flowers. All he did know was that the person had been kind and gentle. That they wanted him to pass on the beautiful flower, and he couldn't help smiling to himself as he ran a hand through his dark brown hair. Hair that didn't hold any peppering of grey. A face that didn't seem to keep the lines and pressure of ages; of children and tragedy and pain that Richard usually carried like a blanket barrier from the world.

No, this Richard seemed kinder, smiling lightly and easily at others, his jacket over his shoulder and his eyes looking around for anyone he knew. He seemed to have no issues with pausing people in the street, blue flower in hand and asking if they'd seen a woman called Coralee.


Arrival

The idea of it was ... insulting. To believe that he would trust that someone had brought him here, against his will, and now couldn't send him back. That is if he had even chosen to believe that what they were claiming was right, which he didn't. There was too much to question, too much that could easily be proved wrong for this to be real.

This had to be something else. A mass delusion perhaps. There had been documented cases of mass hypnosis, but Richard doubted that it could ever be on this scale. Unless the majority of these people were merely figments of suggestion, a plausible, but an improbable idea.

It was an easy thing to shrug everyone off and start walking. Start observing whatever this place was. There was at least one thing true, he wasn't going to be able to get out of whatever this was anytime soon, and he planned on figuring out what the hell was going on here.
11calls: (3)

Arrival! (I am a woman of my word)

[personal profile] 11calls 2018-04-24 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Alex was coming home from work. Funnily enough, she was still a reporter here, though now she was less likely to probably cause the end of the world than she would have been at home. Hopefully, anyway. So far the worst thing she'd gotten up to was convincing a billionaire genius to recreate pokemon go and probably be a bit of a pain in the ass. But the same job, and the same taste in clothing, even though when Alex had been taken, she didn't have her normal red coat.

Nope, today it was a cardigan over her jeans, and her normal bag tossed over her shoulder. She had been carrying a cup of coffee, because who was Alex if she didn't have a cup of coffee with her, honestly? But as soon as she saw him (the joy of his being taller than a lot of people was that he was easier to spot in a crowd) Alex had dropped the coffee onto the ground. Alex Reagan never wasted coffee, but here was something that was a million times better than that. More than that, Alex's normal lack of chill was on high alert when she just shouted his name, "Richard!" that was basically all the warning that he'd gotten before Alex threw herself into his arms despite the fact that he was not a hugging person and she knew that. But here she was, doing it anyway.
nobasisinfact: (60)

Yes, yes you are.

[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-04-24 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Richard was only alerted enough by the sound of his name to look up before an armful of Alex Reagan seemed to appear over him, arms slung around his neck. It was, odd. Anyone else would have been shoved off on the spot, rebuked and deemed some form of a person with a mental health condition.

But this was Alex. The woman who'd just asked him to run away with her. To, like her, give up everything and leave. Together. This was the woman who had ripped everything wide open with one sentence. The woman who had turned her whole life inside out, and stayed even though everything went into a realm of insanity that Richard still refused to admit to.

So, of course, his arms slowly began to wrap around him, tightening as he held her close with closed eyes. The only word spoken a ghost of his ordinarily blunt words, and just her name.

"Alex."
11calls: amelia, kiss people damn it. (kissing)

[personal profile] 11calls 2018-04-24 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
At this point, Alex would say that there were few things left that could surprise her. After all, she definitely had been kidnapped (for the second time) but this time to a moon where all of the things that she'd thought were imaginatings were actually true. Even the ones that she didn't want to be, though she had yet to actually meet a demon here. No small part of her was just assuming that this was only going to be a matter of time before one showed up.

But Richard Strand hugging her back, and actually hugging her back and not just giving her an awkward sort of bro hug combined with a clearing of his throat to get her to let go? Well, that was something that could surprise her. That did surprise her. But more than that, it was the way he'd spoken her name. Dr. Richard Strand, with his multiple PhDs from Yale (including at least one in being an ass) had said Alex's name many many ways over the course of their three years together, but she'd never heard him say it quite like that. It certainly made her grip him all the more tightly for it.

His whisper got one of her own, a tiny little confession that she didn't think he'd have heard before, the same tone that she'd used when she'd asked him to run away with her, in his past and in her future. "I was so worried that I was never going to see you again. I can't believe you're here." And because there's a small part of her that is more than a little worried that he's not and this is some sort of ghost or hologram thing, Alex just moves up on her toes and kisses him softly and gently. It's a bare brush of a kiss, because she didn't know if she'd get the chance to do it again.
Edited 2018-04-24 05:40 (UTC)
withimagination: (watch)

Eames | Inception

[personal profile] withimagination 2018-04-24 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
(option a) iii. a touching story

[Eames has never been above doing something ridiculous. He's sitting in a sit-down restaurant, enjoying the nice atmosphere, the pleasant people... and he's got about a dozen plates of food on his table. He takes a taste of one dish, pauses, swallows, and then sighs. Then he moves on to the next.]

Really? Nothing? This is just ridiculous.

[Care to clue a stranger in?]

(option b) communal housing

[Eames is sitting in the communal dining area, holding cards and pushing a wrapped sandwich forward.] I see your crisps and raise you one sandwich.

[...Yes. He's gambling with food. Don't look at him like that. He still needs food even if he can't taste anything most of the time, and he spent a little too much at the restaurant.]

(option c) v. friendr


Friendr
«
»
» Age: 31
» Seeking: Friendship & romance
» Preferences: Both ladies and gentlemen are welcome to message me.
» Interests: Travel, art, and music
» Bio: I travel a lot for my job, know a few languages, and I like people-watching. People seem to think I'm charming and fun, occasionally ;)
base code by photosynthesis
Eames
« ✘ ✔ »


(option d) vi. wildcard

[Pick anything else or hit me up and I'll come up with something!]
telephony: (pic#2593509)

[personal profile] telephony 2018-04-24 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[They can recall every single time the world ancillaries was uttered down the phone lines, but he doesn't think that's what they're referring to.]

Not in the way you mean it.
telephony: (pic#2593417)

[personal profile] telephony 2018-04-24 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Everything. The death of all cities, Blackout, other things that I have not yet encountered. London has a dragon marking its borders for a reason.
buildsomething: ([hud] how about that)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-04-24 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course you did.

[Glad to see some things never change.

Tony lets out a long exhale as he tries to work through what exactly to say. He's probably going to be getting a crash course in alternate universes before long anyway, and if Tony knows any Steve, he won't appreciate being carefully handled.]


Because I made it. In my world, anyway. [He gestures over at the much larger armor.]
physioneural: (02)

[personal profile] physioneural 2018-04-24 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Really? [ It... doesn't sound as skeptical as Tony might imagine. It's there in his voice, just a little, but Steve is more intrigued than anything else.

He may be the pilot of the Iron Man, but its construction wasn't declassified for him. The whole "the left arm doesn't know what the right one is doing" strategy played out a lot with project.

And who could blame the heads? Hydra infiltrated their ranks once and eliminated Erskine, the one man that would have led them to certain victory. Who says they couldn't have done it again? Iron Man had been Plan Z, technically not even on the table for consideration anymore. Steve had to do a lot of sweet talking to reboot the project, so if it failed again, the US Army would have been screwed. ]


You were the head engineer—Are. [ Will be? How in the world does time-space even work? ] Then you made the one you're piloting.
shikataganai: Hiding things inside them ♪ (8)

[personal profile] shikataganai 2018-04-24 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He raises a brow at that. What is there left of Genji, without the spoiled whining, the endless debauchery and the insistence on stamping their honorable heritage into the mud? He wants to be impressed at how well Genji is behaving himself, but... really, he just feels a bit hollow. He's kept his brother at arm's length for so long, he really doesn't know how to approach him when there is nothing to reprimand him for.

A moment later he recovers from the self-reflection, and offers a small scoff.
]

Was there a need that you saw before?
muskeg: (watching from the distance)

iv. [quietly screams over this]

[personal profile] muskeg 2018-04-24 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sage wasn't usually one to meander his way through the streets after work. he was the kind to finish his work, stay about three hours later than what he needed to because he never bothered to look at a clock, and the then maybe think about hitting up a bar on the way home (if not the bar that resided in the ground floor of his apartment, but that is neither here nor there) before pointedly not going to sleep. so the fact that he is out and moving with crowds at all is a bit strange.

he will blame it on Minsu and the afternoon pizza that turned into late afternoon coffees and Sage just-- not going back to work.

point is, it is weird that he is out at all is strange, and the fact that someone proceeds to talk to him even stranger.

the rose barely even registers to the witch.]


Wait, what?

[ and yet, he is taking the rose with a few fluttering blinks as he focuses on the man that handed it to him.

at least, he thinks they are a man. there is a crackling power in him that makes the magic in Sage surge, he almost feels like-- like some kind of magic packed too tightly together and given the form of a man. like there is too much under his skin waiting to get out.

Sage finds it interesting more than anything.]


Holy fuck--um, okay. How what goes exactly?
breqintopieces: (Default)

[personal profile] breqintopieces 2018-04-24 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Probably not. But I am one fragment of Justice of Toren. Like you are of your angels, as far as I can tell.

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