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quaranmeme2018-04-20 06:40 pm
riverview: april 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 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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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.
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.
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.
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.]
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!
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With the Pacific, yeah.
[ With a sharp hiss from the Mark I, the seal between the armor and the helmet releases. It's Steve's turn for the next show of goodwill. His dirt blond hair is damp with sweat that sticks to his scalp as the headpiece sits under his arm just like Stark's against his side.
The most anticlimactic reveal, no doubt. All that hulking frame carrying a shrimp. ]
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Wow, that's a thought Tony really does not want to have at the moment.]
Well you're very clearly not in Kansas anymore, Toto. [He gestures around them with a bland expression.] How are you going to do if I tell you I'm from the future?
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Well, I've already been shanghaied to another planet. I've exchanged flowers with aliens, so... I think I can handle it. [ No one can say ol' Steve Rogers can't roll with the punches. They sure hurt, but he's getting back up! ]
Does everyone get a suit in the future?
[ He expects not, but it's an easy way to get a dialogue started. ]
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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?
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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. ]
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[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.]
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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.
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Only engineer. [There's a brief flash of a smile there. Let him have his pride.] And yes, yes I did.
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How convenient for me, then. The Iron Man tends to break down a lot. [ There's a shrug, but it's not visible from underneath the metal of the suit. ] I know enough to keep him going in the field, but... I'm no engineer.
[ Having a technical genius for an ally would really come in handy. ]
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[He's probably not wrong, Tony would love to get his hands on that armor, but still.]
So you're doing what with it, active combat?
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[ Steve cants his head down oh-so innocently, like it ain't no big thing. There's likely another engineer around here certainly, though he won't be as versed on the inner workings of the Iron Man like the supposed inventor would be.
And that's the rub, ain't it? Surely Tony Stark, brilliant engineer from the future and another world, wouldn't let someone else mess around with the suit. Right? Riiight. ]
That's right. Drawing fire, securing enemy strongholds, whatever is needed.
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Mind if I ask how you got involved in that?
[If he can't trace the path of how the army got a hold of the armor, he can at least try to pull the thread of how Steve got there. Though Tony's pretty sure he can see that logical progression, if Rebirth just wasn't a thing that happened.]
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No one else was willing to pilot it. Figured I'd give it a shot for the cause. [ "Even five minutes," he had said. Five minutes spent to help the war effort and Steve could die a happy man. That was almost three years ago and several victories earned now. The Iron Man and he are still going strong. ]
So, did you fly out all this way to talk shop, or are you going to help me with the mission?
[ He is SINKING INTO THE MUD, TONY!! Look how pathetic this big hunk of junk looks in this swamp. ]
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The eyes light up as the HUD kicks back in and Tony takes a careful step forward.]
What do you need?
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[ And he better be totally impressed by it, Tony. Or else. ]
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Want a hand?
[There's an almost audible smirk in his voice as he reaches his own down.]
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Putting his helmet back on, Steve raises his right arm (the one without the giant machine gun) up to his new hot shit acquaintance. ]
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He's still a little careful as Tony wraps his hands around the larger suit's wrist, trying to get as good as grip as he can without denting anything. He's not completely sure what the other one is made of, but it probably isn't a titanium alloy. So.
Once it seems like things are as settled as they're getting, he rolls his shoulders once,] Hold on. [And then guns the boot repulsors.
Not all the way, he doesn't want to take either of them into orbit, but enough to put a decent amount of thrust behind him. They're not going anywhere but straight up, he doesn't need to steer, but he is at least trying to be a little careful with Rogers here. And he'll be honest, he may have underestimated just how much that hunk of metal would way. But he's managed worse.
So there's a long, stretched out second before he lifts himself high enough that the much larger armor begins to rise with him, pulling free of the mud with a squelching sound.]
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[ It doesn't really matter if Tony Stark did or didn't design his suit in the first place, Steve is definitely getting him to make the Mark I fly if it's the last thing he does. ]
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[But the other armor is actually damn heavy, and Tony can see warnings starting to pop up on the HUD. He pulls them both up a bit higher, just enough to get some distance from the river.]
Anywhere you want to be put down?
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[ That and he desperately needs a break. The extra energy necessary to power the Iron Man through the mud was much more than he expected. ]
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[And Tony pulls them away from the river entirely, only dropping altitude when they're at a point even the high water line hasn't reached. He sets the other armor down gently, then drops to a landing at his side.]
Feeling a little waterlogged?
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[ Who would have thought a metal container would have a personality? Well, it does. And it's the most dramatic prima donna personality ever constructed. The arms go first, then carefully he releases the seals on the chest plate, so he can actually touch his toes while in the suit. How grand. But the power supply stays where it is, glowing red from the center of the suit. If he takes it out, the suit would be nothing more than a trash half ton trash can. ]
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Is there anything actually not working, or does he just need a breather?
[If Steve is going to personify his armor, Tony can roll with it. And he'd mentioned needing an engineer, so.]
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The latter would be more convenient, but...
[ when is it ever the easier choice? As best as the joints will allow, Steve points one large iron sole down to open the thin seams between each metal piece, checking for debris and anything else that would waste any more of his physioneural energy in walking back. ]
This was a lot easier to do back home.
[ He had a team working with him at all times when he came in from the field. They would fix anything out of place and he’d go sleep off the exhaustion until they were done. ]
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