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quaranmeme2018-06-20 06:40 pm
riverview: june 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 47 Character Slots available.
● Reserves are currently OPEN. Applications are currently CLOSED and will open on August 1st 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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After the unveiling of the newly cleaned-up amusement park, it's been going strong, open to the public and seeing heavy traffic flow from residents of the City. After all, it's been a while since a new attraction opened in Riverview. Slowly but surely, the people in charge of the park have been keeping it open later and later into the evening, testing the strength of the wall and trying to see how many monsters the bright lights and cheerful music and chattering crowds draw.
And it's all seemed to be just perfect - until the middle of June. It started with a few little critters, mostly the size of toy poodles and vaguely crablike, they skittered around the bottom of the laser fences, testing the strength of it. And then more of them started coming. By the 20th, there are probably hundreds of little toy poodle sized crab critters prodding at the fence, making a racket and making the guests nervous. Not a huge deal, not at first.
But apparently toy poodle sized crabs are really delicious, because predators have started coming over to the fence to feed on them. Between the horde of crab-critters and the marauding predators, there's starting to be a dangerous buildup of pressure against the fences.
The Perimeter Guard is putting out a call for anyone willing to help disperse the horde, and the owners of the amusement park are throwing in vouchers for free passes to the park (and all the fun rides!) for anyone who takes up the call. Care to join?
The amusement park isn't only the place where pint-sized monster pests are showing up - they're everywhere. Inside the city, they're a little smaller but far more insidious, and almost impossible to get rid of on a large scale. After a bit of consideration, the Government, in cooperation with the Perimeter Guard, has decided to set up a little competition to help with a bit of pest control. A scavenger hunt!
From the 20th of June until the 20th of July, the Government will be offering a reward to anyone who can prove they have 'taken care of' 5 or more each of the four pests causing mayhem in the city - a mildly-poisonous leathery-winged reptile that feeds on eyeballs, a mutated rat-like creature that likes to nest in the hair of sleeping people and animals and has a high-pitched scream that can cause disorientation, a beautifully sparkly delicate moth-like creature that causes intense mood swings through pheromones and hormones, and a creature that looks exactly like the standard domesticated foxes many residents keep as pets but who spit fire when angry.
The reward for bringing in proof of taking out 5 of each of these pests will be around 250 Units, or a gift or gift certificate of equivalent value.
Perimeter Guard Captain Anali Apple has released a statement regarding this challenge: 'And to all the animal lovers out there, if you've got a problem with killing these guys, then by all means go gather them up before they get killed. We'll reward people who catch and release, long as they're not in the city.'
Welcome to Riverview Quarantine! What's your talent?
Everyone who arrives in the Quarantine gets a short interview to try to place them in an appropriate job, but this month it's a little different. With Carnivale and its focus on creative performances right around the corner, the Orientation teams are asking an extra question - do you want to join a talent show? Characters new and old are invited to attend and perform in the Riverview's Got Talent show on a large stage in the city center, performing any kind of talent they might have, from singing to dancing to art to martial arts to magic or anything else you can imagine! After the performances, there will be free refreshments and a meet and greet so performers can get some feedback on their performance (please be kind!).
Since new characters or players may feel a bit shy jumping in on this one, there will be a mod-posted subthread for existing players to post up a quick description of a performance their character might put on for new arrivals to respond to. Any existing players should keep their top-levels to this prompt and this sub-thread, and only new characters should be responding to them - if you want to play out talent show performances and interactions with two characters already in the game, please post it on the logs community.
Residents new and old might notice advertisements going up around the city for a brand new restaurant - the Blind Date Café. A pioneering concept by a born romantic in the city, the Café is a concept business where it's Dragosta (the celebration of romantic love) all year around! Singles, or people who are into polyamory, can come to the Café and tell the host/ess what their romantic preferences are (gay, straight, bisexual, asexual, etc.) and be seated at complete random with someone else at the Café who has compatible preferences. Once the random pairing is seated, they can order from a pretty standard restaurant menu at one of the lovely flower-and-candle adorned tables with a complimentary glass of wine each (for the first 100 customers!) and share a nice romantic meal.
Paired up with someone you don't get along with? That's just fine. You can totally take your meal to go. Paired up with someone you really like, and you both decide to go on a second date? Both meals are on the house!
And what about people who just aren't into romance? Well, thankfully one of the preferences you can pick is 'platonic,' in which case you'll be sat with someone who might just be your new best friend...or your future worst enemy! Who knows?
New arrivals to the city (as played on the TDM) will receive a voucher to the Blind Date Café with their welcome to the city, entitling them to a free meal.
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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Is the jungle too hot or cold? Are replenishments needed of weapons or food? A wayfarer could always try their luck and knock. ]
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He approaches with caution, looking around in search of windows or other openings, any sign that there's some kind of shelter built underneath the ground. He feels around the frame of the door first, tries pushing it open. It probably takes him a couple of minutes before he tries knocking once. Might just work. ]
Anybody in there?
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Not a rope, in fact, but a snake who is mostly curled up at the base of the stairs with her neck erect, slit eyes staring up at the visitor. Green, she's a viper at a python's size, and she has opened the door by wrapping her tail around the handle.
Hi. She's more curious than you. ]
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The movement at the corner of his eye catches his attention, and he easily recognizes what it is, even before he sees the snake's head. He stops just a few steps shy of reaching the end of the stairs, watching the snake with the same level of curiosity and caution. Doesn't look like it's about to attack him, but better safe than sorry. ]
Pretty sure you don't wear those jackets. [ Eyebrow raised, he tries to peer into the area, but doesn't dare try to walk past the snake just yet. ]
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There comes no attack to force Owen out, which serves as her back-handed invitation.
Homely touches are sprinkled here and there without a sparse air, as if the house isn't often used but is kept in good enough nick in the meantime. After Freyja's tail disappears down a second set of stairs much further in past the lounge-come-kitchen, a surprised voice echoes up to the main floor. Male, indignant. ]
... you let in a giant man carrying a what?
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He takes in a few of the details, but his eyes inevitably go back to the snake. It seems to be headed somewhere specific, and Owen can't help being curious. So he follows. Because that's the smart thing to do, follow the giant snake.
Finally he hears a voice —apparently talking to the snake (like you didn't talk to your raptors, Owen)— and he follows it, albeit carefully. His gun's strapped to his back, for what it's worth. And he's not that big. ]
I'm not gonna shoot your friend... snake. [ He calls out loudly enough for the guy to hear him. ] If that's what you're worried about.
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She's not worried, rather the opposite. [ Barefoot, Loki stands only a little shorter than his uninvited guest. His hand plants on a hip as he looks him over curiously. ] She asked if she can feed you to the crocs ...
[ MAYBE HE'LL SAY YES. ]
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Well, that's kind of rude. [ He's going to take that as a joke. Mostly. If only because he saw no crocodiles on his way down. He still eyes the snake, then tips his head towards it. ] So what's her name, Captain Hook?
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[ Moving past the stranger to attend a coffee pot on the stove, Loki keeps him in his peripheral vision when he isn't glancing over a shoulder. ]
She also said you smell, which is hardly rude when it's true. Did you sweat all the way through the jungle on foot to get here? We don't usually have visitors, less so armed ones.
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[ Weird choice for a name, just saying. He steps cautiously towards the kitchen, lifting an arm and sniffing at his own armpit with a frown. ]
I don't smell that bad. [ It's not easy finding showers out here, you know. ] But yeah, I'm out here on foot. Thought I'd poke around, and I was told not all animals are friendly. Better safe than sorry.
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A smile twitches in the corner of his lips. ]
You'd be better off with a sword. There are creatures of rock and worse, guns don't help much against those. [ He cocks his head. ] You came out alone, then?
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I wouldn't know what to do with a sword. But I do have these, if you think they help. [ He pats the pair of sheathed knives strapped to his waist, shrugging. ] I'd rather not kill anything out here, if I can help it.
[ To the question, he nods. ] Yeah. I know, terrible idea, so I've been told.
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[ Coffee done, he turns a handle on the counter to face his guest and sips from the other mug, green eyes roving the man from head to toe. ]
Now that you've well and truly invoked traveller rites by crashing my pad, do I get a name?
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[ That's one hell of a mild way to put it, but anyway. He looks at the mug with an arched eyebrow, wordlessly reaching for it and taking a sip, eyeing the guy right back with an amused expression on his face. ]
Owen. [ He nods to Freyja curled up not too far away from them. ] And I'd apologize, but your snake did let me in. Do I get a name, too?
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A dirty glance is given to the downstairs bedroom where the snake is spying, peeping over the stairs. Typical. ]
Freyja has a deadly bite, she's scared of very few people or creatures. Unfortunately that means she's intrigued by others more often than wary. [ Scaly butthead will get herself stabbed one day. ] I'm Loki, this is one of my homes. The others are back in the city-proper, on the right side of the walls.
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You say that like curiosity's a bad thing. [ Still, he smiles. Loki isn't wrong, Freyja might just run into someone who both could and would hurt her. Luckily Owen's not that someone, so nothing to worry about just yet. ]
Fun name you got there. [ Loki, son of Freyja. Then again Owen's assuming his family's just a fan of Norse mythology. ] Who said that's the right side of the walls?
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[ He named her after Freyja out of spite for his mother's "viper" comment but the joke is on Loki, caring about the serpent which he's responsible for mutating.
Anyway. Moving on, and he snorts under his breath as he doesn't correct Owen on being the first of his name. That'll happen eventually, it always does. His eyes twinkle when asked about the Quarantine but he deliberately plays it serene, as though common sense may be missing from this wandering mortal's brainpit. ]
Why, can't you tell the danger you're in by walking through the home of monsters? Do you hate the coffee-bucks that much?
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Can't say I'm big on the whole coffeeshop concept, no. [ He purses his lips and shrugs. ] Besides, I don't see any monsters around here.
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There are some who would say you're far less safer with me than the beasts in the woods. [ With a straight face as he raises his chin, he states, ] I am an extremely dangerous individual, Mister Owen. Your life is at stake by proximity!
[ Slurping his coffee. ]
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Maybe so, but I don't feel especially worried right now. Maybe I just have very poor self-preservation skills. [ There's an air of teasing to his tone, and his lips quirk upwards. ] Unless that's your way of telling me that whole 'feeding me to the crocs' thing is still a plan.
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[ A wink teases Owen as Loki turns back to the cupboards, sorting through. ]
You've invoked the traveller's rites, as I said. Where I come from it's tradition ... well, more a basic right to call on a house for aid, it's my duty as your host to see to your comfort. I'm obliged to feed you and offer a bed, if you want one, but first I think I'll start by offering you bacon and eggs. Are you hungry?
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[ Yeah, he's feeling pretty safe right now, despite Loki's warnings that he shouldn't. He drinks from his mug, crossing the kitchen so he can peer into the cupboard like the rude stinky home invader that he is. ]
Sounds fake. Are you just trying to fatten me up? [ Like some wicked witch in the woods. Barbaric. ] Bacon and eggs sound good. How can I help?
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[ That may be a wryly worded compliment but Owen will never know unless he meets Thor who is, undeniably, much more jacked.
There isn't much in the cupboards or little fridge. Loki puts a tray of eggs against Owen for him to take and nods to the nearby stove as he takes possession of the bacon. His smile lingers in the crook of his lips, pleased not to be hosting someone meek and withdrawn; this is far more interesting. ]
You can poach or scramble those, for starters. Ah, if you want to set your weapons down by the couch ...
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[ Juuuust kidding, he's looked at mirrors. He knows what he looks like. ]
Oh— right. [ Almost forgot about those. He heads to the couch and sets down his knives on a table nearby, gun resting against the armrest. Safety on, just in case Freyja gets a little too curious.
With a much lighter load than before, he heads back to the kitchen, grabbing those eggs. Scrambled are easier and simpler for him, so he'll go with that. ]
So, why're you out here on your own?
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[ Loki sets up the stove and finds the pans they need, oil and such. His appliances out here run by themselves with some help from the same magic that keeps his phone permanently at a high battery, although they behave as normal. What Owen doesn't need to know won't hurt his mortal brain unless he goes sniffing about for plug sockets.
Tilting butter around a pan, he shrugs a shoulder. ]
Perhaps I grew tired of the coffee-shop lifestyle too, this week.
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