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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] riverviewooc2017-04-20 11:42 am

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!

Reserves are currently OPEN.
Applications open on May 1st.
● 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 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: baiting the behemoth

Recently, a team of skilled explorers went out into the jungle to the Northwest of the city to follow up on several sightings of a giant lizardlike behemoth that's been skulking around outside the walls, a creature whose level of aggression (and therefore how dangerous it might be) was unknown. The team, while not exactly as stealthy as they were supposed to be, did manage to find the creature, which they found to have about the intelligence and temperament of a very, very, very large dog. And whom they named Liam.

Having established that the behemoth (which is around the size of a blue whale, snakelike in shape, but with four legs, brown striated scales, large claws and teeth, bad breath, and an affinity for face-licking) is not an intentional danger to the city, the authorities could not rule out the idea that it might cause accidental damage to the city, walls, or crops around the city. As a result, research has been done and a new mission has been drafted and recruited for - baiting the behemoth. The objective of this large-scale mission is for many small, quick-moving teams to take behemoth bait deep into the jungle for the purpose of luring the massive but mostly-harmless creature away from the city and hopefully to a new, less-inhabited feeding area. There is room for many different teams, and all of them should be heading deep into the jungle heading directly away from the city, going Northwest. The authorities in question have come up with a wide variety of food and pheromone scented lures that range from mild to truly stinky, so which type your team gets is up to you.

Each lure is small enough to fit in a cage-shaped canister that can be carried like a backpack by one person with average strength, and each lure-carrier will need to be accompanied by at least one or two fighters. Why, when the behemoth is peaceful? Well....


prompt ii: pest control service

The behemoth might not be aggressive, but unfortunately it's picked up some unwelcome companions. After last month's near-disaster where a colony of lizardlike monsters had taken up residence in tunnels under the city, wreaking havoc in the power grid, and were subsequently either killed or flushed out of the underground, some of the local fauna has been bumped down the food chain.

The fauna in question is a very large pack of mammalian six-limbed creatures that usually live in the trees and hunt oversized insects in the underbrush. When the lizards escaped the underground into the surrounding jungle, and drastically reduced the population of the insects the mammals usually feed on, the predators became parasites, attacking the only thing left that is more docile than the insects they usually feed on - the behemoth. These creatures are quick-moving, well-camouflaged in the jungle with mottled brown-and-green fur, and sport massive teeth and long tongues that allow them to stick to whatever surface they land on.

Hungry as they are, they will make no distinction between the behemoth's juicy hide and the lure-carrying teams that are trying to help it. Hopefully, their ranks can be thinned enough that the behemoth survives the trip to its new home.


prompt iii: rainbow bite

Not everyone is cut out for missions into the jungle or cleaning up angry predatory parasite monsters, but that doesn't mean that staying home means being safe from the weird things that come out of the portal. In the early morning of April 20th, drawn by the warmth of the rising sun, a massive swarm of rainbow-colored fireflies emerges from the portal into the quarantine. Unlike regular fireflies, though, they are bright enough to glow even during the day, and these bugs have bite! While generally harmless aside from stinging a little, the bite of the rainbow fireflies causes certain kinds of emotional response to become heightened, depending on the color of the firefly in question. While scientists have never run into these bugs before and have no idea how it works, they can cause this effect in any kind of sentient creature that is capable of emotion, including androids and characters that are usually unaffected by substances. The effects on emotions are as follows:


● RED: Lust/Anger
● ORANGE: Honesty/Openness
● YELLOW: Fear/Anxiety
● GREEN: Jealousy/Envy
● BLUE: Sadness/Grief
● VIOLET: Love/Affection

When a character is bitten, the effects on their emotions can last anywhere from an hour to a week, depending on the character's psychology and resistance to certain emotions - for example, if a character has a hard time dealing with their grief, the effect of a blue firefly may last longer than other colors. How the characters manifest the heightened emotional response or sensitivity is up to the individual player, as different body chemistry or other circumstances might change how characters are affected. Red firefly bites have a 50/50 chance of affecting a character with lust or anger, though characters who have not reached sexual maturity (underage characters) won't get get the lust effect.

Firefly effects can be easily avoided simply by avoiding the fireflies. It won't take long for some of the geniuses in the Quarantine to start making and distributing firefly repellent, and characters can expect sales of mosquito tents to skyrocket.

These alien fireflies have a lifespan of around a month, and they are unable to procreate outside their native environment, which means the last of them will be dying off around May 20th.

CLARIFICATION: In response to a player question, the effects of the fireflies CAN layer, so they can be affected by more than one at the same time. Red fireflies with the lust effect don't make characters incapable of controlling themselves, just heighten feelings of arousal/desire.


prompt iv: friendr/network

Whether your character is posting up a silly word game to distract people from the dangerous mission going on, 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, or you can just do a text version of the information in the app. An example of how it looks can be found here.


Many thanks to [personal profile] mistojen for coding this especially for Riverview!


prompt v: wildcard

Choose your own adventure and do something else in the setting!


navigation

[jungle image is by Armand Serrano and Paul Lasaine]
blaze_it: (Default)

Genos | One Punch Man

[personal profile] blaze_it 2017-04-21 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
prompt i/ii -

[The weight of the lure is negligible, and Genos is largely unbothered by the intense putrid stench of the object within, but the shape of the cage is unwieldy. It causes the cyborg some issue as he tries to balance the load and dodge the small pack of lizards that lurch in and out of the undergrowth. One or two would not be particularly troublesome, but the creatures numbered more than a dozen and their movements were erratic and increasingly aggressive.

Genos is fully willing to slay the creatures in his path, but his general approach is...let's say "ill advised" while surrounded by trees and other flammable objects. He could probably catch the majority of them with his hands, but capturing and bludgeoning animals to death gives him some pause.]


Do any of you have the ability to subdue beasts like these?

[He asks as another one jumps from the bush and takes a leaping snap at his legs. Another three follow and dart through the group, snapping before skittering back into cover.]

prompt iii -

[The approaching swarm is unusual, that the cyborg notes, but does not seem to present any immediate danger. He debates moving indoors while the cloud of colorful fireflies passes but, ultimately, decides that the gesture isn't worth the delay. His current task is simple, little more than a delivery, but it is a task that he agreed to undertake. The package he is transporting isn't urgent but he is uncertain how long it will take him to locate the intended recipient of the box in his hands.

Maintaining an efficient, professional schedule is more important than avoiding a swarm of multicolored insects.

Genos turns his full attention to his internal maps and guidance systems and thinks little of it as the cloud of bugs blows past him. The haze of colored lights is almost pleasant until he feels a prick against the synthetic skin by his ear. The fireflies bite?

He swats the bug on reflex. The smear, leftover on his palm, is an unidentifiable slurry of grey. With little hesitation, he wipes the dollop of ichor on his jeans and carries on with his day, unaware of the contaminant quickly suffusing his system.]

(OOC: Please pick your adventure, roll the dice, any color bug is fine. Also are you a passerby? The recipient of the package? Someone who needs assistance from a six-foot-tall lawful good cyborg? Cat up a tree maybe? Hit me with it.)


prompt iv -

FRIENDR


GENOS

AGE: 19
INTERESTED IN: Any
SEEKING: Other Heroes/Associates in Justice
ABOUT ME: I wish to know of other heroes in this location. My purposes are largely professional but socialization is also welcome.



lacquers: (you know what i just realized)

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, rats. That did not go as planned. Magnus quickly raises a hand, waving it rapidly back and forth. ]

No, please, excuse me-- I could have explained that more clearly.

Clearly.

No, it's nothing like that. I owned a club and you kept the books for me. And there was no prostitution of any kind. Sex wasn't really the commodity in question, but rather intimacy. Holding hands with a friend worked just as well as anything else, albeit more slowly.

As for your memories, that I can't tell you. When I left, you were still there, so I don't know what happened or will happen when you're ready to leave. I know volunteers have that option.

I didn't take it. I'd rather have all my memories intact, personally.
lacquers: (where might i find her?)

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
It was a very good deal. They more than held up their end of that bargain. But I do understand what you mean about poor timing. This makes two times I've been interrupted in the middle of a war. The same one, thankfully.

I would assume it's exhausting as well. Still, I know that vigilance, or hyper-vigilance, is a hard thing for some people to shed. I wonder if it would be worse or better if this place truly were harmless though.


[ He has an inkling one way or another, by virtue of having experienced this alongside that soldier he mentioned previously. But this world is... different. ]

The jewelry in question is only for traveling, not for fighting. If we're talking about weapons, that's a whole other story. [ Talking about weird, he comes from a world where people Mark themselves with magical, combat and power enhancing tattoos. ] Looks like an umbrella or is an umbrella?

You're literally prevented from talking about your work?
[ That... is both horrifying and also sort of helpful-sounding in a weird way. Hm. Gonna have to noodle that one over. ] We have laws in place that impose punishment for talking about our community to those who aren't aware of its existence, but nothing quite like what you're saying.

Going by what you're saying, I'm going to assume your boss is nowhere in the vicinity?
potentialed: pls dnt (Default)

stephen strange | mcu

[personal profile] potentialed 2017-04-21 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
ii. pest control service

[ Stephen was not happy to be here. Maybe "stuck here" was the better way of phrasing it. His sling ring was completely useless here and as much as he knew he needed to get back to Earth, he wasn't willing to trust a portal that could randomize where he ended up. If the sling ring didn't work here, there was not guarantee it would work somewhere else.

So yeah. He was stuck. For better or worse. At least he wasn't alone.

When he was filled in on some of the recent events - and what was quickly transpiring into a bit of a crisis - it was surprisingly easy for him to fall into the role of protector. And exterminator. His cloak and powers still worked so there was little reason not to help. He busied himself in creating shields for himself and others, creating extra weapons to kill the creatures.

He remains where he is, floating up in the air, weaving through branches and eyes scanning the areas. It was quiet now but he wasn't fooled by it. ]


How does it look on the ground?

[ He calls down below him. ]



iv. friendr

FRIENDR


Dr. Stephen Strange

AGE: 40
INTERESTED IN: None of your business.
SEEKING: Really?
ABOUT ME: Doctor turned sorcerer. Just here to complete the community service and get back home. If you need help, I'll try to do what I can.


Edited 2017-04-21 05:37 (UTC)
whatsapineapple: (hand-gestures)

[personal profile] whatsapineapple 2017-04-21 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[He's done with his banana now, so his voice is no longer muffled.]

Well, sure, it's not so bad as it used to be. But that place, they had hundreds of fruit, all kinds, just sittin' there! Fresh! Not even in tins!
lacquers: (not much for us to talk about)

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yes.

It is a lot to swallow.

But Magnus likes transparency and Axel did ask! And he thinks he knows by now that Axel would want to hear the unvarnished truth. Which has nothing to do with prostitution! ]


Some chose to protect others from harm, others came to change events in their past or gain new abilities they didn't have at home. I know at least one volunteer who came to Eudio for the purpose of living there for the rest of their life, as an alternative to returning to their own world.

A lot of the requests sound impossible, but I was there for a year and never heard of one being left unfulfilled. My own was granted.
heavyhead: (awwwwww)

[personal profile] heavyhead 2017-04-21 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
Just wait 'til you hear about the vegetables. They're everywhere. Even dried up in bags and pretending to be snacks. [Regrettable, because hundreds of vegetables is basically a curse, but still.]

I don't think I've ever had fruit in a tin.
threatenwithcuteness: (305-030 Weird People)

[personal profile] threatenwithcuteness 2017-04-21 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
I know, the place is great!

*Lola needs to check back there again later this week.*

I'm... not sure if they have cows. Or use cows for milk. It doesn't really matter, ice cream is still good.

*Lola is not detail oriented when she isn't accessorizing or social.*
liquidate: picking up broken words, snipping the tips off (pic#11036358)

[personal profile] liquidate 2017-04-21 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
(drops his phone onto the floor, jerking up and back from his chair.

what is that? a portal? so then it must be a space-time jutsu, like the ones he witnessed back during the war. but that's— not something to wonder at right now, when there's someone stepping out of it, immediately scrabbling to the doorframe, hiding half of himself behind it. his fingers clutch at it, tighten to a white-knuckled degree, and stay there.

as he stares out at magnus with one visible, violet eye.
)

H-Hi...
spellslots: DNT (would you get down on your knees for me)

[personal profile] spellslots 2017-04-21 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Ugh, war. [Very mature response.] I'm glad we got over that whole bullshit back home a few years ago,
but that's kinda what my job is, making sure it doesn't happen again.


[It's a very important job that got given to three complete idiots. It's surprising they haven't destroyed the place yet.]

If you can't trust the people who accidentally sucked you into their world through some kinda almost alive portal, who can you trust, really?

[That one is definitely a joke.]

Both, kinda? I'm not sure I'd let anyone else get under it,
especially not something with magic, unless they wanna end up umbrella food. But it's also what I use to cast my offensive spells.

Oh, I could talk about it all I want, but back home anyone not from the Bureau would've just heard static instead of words. Pretty handy when you're trying to avoid spilling secrets, less useful when you wanna explain the situation to potential help.

And yup, I'm the only lucky bastard from my world here.


[Which sucks, honestly.]
warden_enchanter: (i am a natural beautiful presence)

(network) you said the magic words!

[personal profile] warden_enchanter 2017-04-21 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
Magic is a class of physical phenomenon, over which a limited classification of person can exert control and influence.

Your turn: What's your definition of magic? How does it manifest in your world? How is it accessed? What are the schools of magic? Are there hard limits, things that are clearly established to be impossible, or soft limits, things that simply have not yet been accomplished?
orange_juice: (pic#10985308)

[personal profile] orange_juice 2017-04-21 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
That's pretty cool...

My dad's name ain't Steven, so that's weird..

You're really smart... it's weird.
Edited 2017-04-21 05:52 (UTC)
lacquers: (excellent in bed i might add)

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. Oh dear. Perhaps some forewarning was in order? Magnus peers at Suigetsu for a second before raising one somewhat-heavily bejeweled hand to wave slowly. ]

Hello! I didn't mean to startle you. [ Now, he raises both hands, palms up in a gesture that's meant to indicate he intends no harm. ] Gekokujou, right?

That means, 'surpassing people ahead of you,' doesn't it? My Japanese is far from perfect.
brightline: (**are your big jimmies rustled)

[personal profile] brightline 2017-04-21 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, going by the glint of rage-joy in the kid's eyes and the expression on his face, Marco could swear that he looked related to Rachel. Or maybe it's just the fact he kinda looks like Jake, with the short dark hair and broad shoulders. Between the shoulders and the obvious way he's seriously enjoying some brutal gashing and goring and gutting of monsters, it looks like this might be a pretty easy fight, and familiar too, in a way that makes even Marco's gut clench a little, suddenly missing Rachel.

Except the way the guy asks what he is - that's a little weird. Marco's used to people being pretty familiar with what a gorilla is.]


<Don't worry man, I'm on your side. And like, I can tell you're fine with the casually cutting off weird alien monster tongues all off-handedly like some kinda warrior prince, but I kinda need to focus. I'll explain later, when I turn back into my adorable self.>

[And with that, Marco bellows again, and leaps over the wall, holding on with one powerful hand while the other grabs a monster by the tongue, swings it around in a wild, dizzying arc, and throws it as far into the forest as he can. Which is pretty far, considering the massive power in those gorilla arms.]
generalginger: credit: <user name=androit> (017)

[personal profile] generalginger 2017-04-21 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[The face he makes is one of mild disgust.] There is no need for you to concern yourself with such things. I'm not incompetent.

[Which is possibly too defensive, but he's almost always prickly.]

It's classified. [Clearly the best at conversation.]
lacquers: (at least there'd be cocktails)

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Magnus nods his head once, in sympathetic affirmation. Yes, their lives are indeed full of weirdness. Several flavors of weirdness.

Apparently some that exist very close together on a timeline that's far from normal for either of them. ]


There truly are more impossible things in this universe than I could begin to explain to you. I think there are several explanations for you not remembering me, whereas I do remember you. One, you are indeed the same person I met, but at a different point on your own personal timeline. The Doctor Who explanation, if you will. Two, you're not the same person I met, but a version of yourself that wasn't approached by the same people that approached me. Or maybe you were and you chose not to accept their offer and have no recollection of it. Let's call that the Back to the Future explanation.

It's hard to say. From my perspective, you are definitely familiar. And also different. If you were the same version of yourself that I met, this would be a very different conversation in more than one way, I think.
lacquers: (lydia was wonderful in court)

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
A very important job! I genuinely wish you success with that. Our war is just beginning, though it's far from the first I've seen and I very much doubt it'll be the last.

[ Oh dear. Godspeed to you all then... ]

I know there's certainly no one I'd rank higher on the list for trustworthiness! [ Also definitely a joke. But in good humor, really. Again, it just uses too much energy being really, really angry over what's out of your control. ]

Umbrella food. That's a piece of terminology I never expected to hear! Does it consume magic?

That's definitely a creative form of secrecy. Handy, as you said, but I can see it becoming very inconvenient for you as well! I'm guessing there aren't many ways to subvert or counteract it?

If it's a subject you'd rather not discuss, I'm happy to talk about baked goods or alcoholic beverages again!
[ He has to imagine it does suck. It makes him more grateful he's never had to do this alone. ]
warden_enchanter: (Default)

~bioware protag dance party~

[personal profile] warden_enchanter 2017-04-21 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
b.
What was worse?

It got a bit unpleasant in my world for a while --- devastating hordes of monsters and their virulent plague, and everyone simultaneously deciding to detonate their political nonsense rather than pay attention --- but I fixed it. It's probably fine now, unless something else has exploded in the meantime.
cookingmama: (burning the candle at both ends!)

ignia scientia | ffxv

[personal profile] cookingmama 2017-04-21 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
i. the risk i took was calculated

[Your partner on this little excursion was tall, smart, and more than capable of wrangling a few behemoths in his day. You can trust an accented man with glasses, can't you? In fact, he's so certain of his capabilities that he's taken a bottle of the pheromones with you to lay your traps with more enticing bait. It's been working, so far. The stuff is strong, and just a few drops incites rustling in the distance.]

We'll be done in no time. I'm glad to have you along with me, I wasn't entirely sure where we were-- [He smiles rather proudly, rising back to his feet with the cap in one hand and the bottle in the other. Only, there was a root over his foot when he attempted another step. The bottle really should have had a cap.

There was enough pheromones spilled over the front of your chest for ten behemoths. It reeks, and Ignis recoils, but that isn't the reason he's lost all color in his face.

The rustling is getting closer.]
... You need to take off your shirt, now.

ii. but man am i bad at math

I think I've had quite enough of this hydra of a species. You cut off the head one, ten more appear.

[But through a break in the underbrush, light shined down so heavenly upon rocks over a small pool of water. After being out here for a few hours at least, it's nearly an oasis for cleaning hands and getting all that lizard gunk off your weapons. Or body parts. Ignis has stabbed a few that had close calls for your head, after all.

He sighs with relief, offering a worn smile.]
But it seems our efforts aren't going unrewarded. You first?

[The thing is, lizard creatures are most certainly reptiles. And when it doesn't rain, these little water pools are crucial to reptiles' living comfortably. And unbeknownst to Ignis, there were probably more than any they'd encountered before in the bushes, the trees, and god knows where else. Living comfortably. Watching. Waiting. Listening to this conversation and laughing to themselves, even. What idiots, these reptilian beasts think.

They're going to be screwed at some point, one way or another. It was only a matter of time.]


iii. wildcard

You're telling me a city with incredible technological advancements can't make a good black coffee?

[You've caught him at an bad mood, unfortunately. Ignis is tapping his foot impatiently, drumming his fingers over his arm, his lips pursed and eyes narrowed at the window of a convenient store across the street. One he's been to, and one he now holds with high disdain.]

All the coffee brands to offer, all of them perhaps a shade of pale grey. Not black. How is a man expected to stay awake?

iv. social media

FRIENDR


Ignis Scientia

AGE: 22
INTERESTED IN: CCC (Coffee, Cars, Cooking)
SEEKING: Someone who doesn't have the food tolerance of a small child.
ABOUT ME: Seriously, if we're going to make small talk it better be over a damn good coffee.


Edited 2017-04-21 10:09 (UTC)
whatsapineapple: "yeah, I threw your bike in the river *chew*" (chew chew)

[personal profile] whatsapineapple 2017-04-21 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Pfft, I know about vegetables. Carrots, swedes, potatoes, Woolton pie. You can grow 'em in your yard.

What, never? How d'you store them, then?
dothelokimotion: (Illegal to consider their existence)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2017-04-21 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
You have literally no idea what you are doing, do you.

[ He gestures to the gun. ]

I was not following you. Not in the least.
dothelokimotion: (Fear is a reasonable response to life)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2017-04-21 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Loki makes a quiet judgmental sound. ]

Most impressive. How long did that take you, a day? A month?
lacquers: (excellent in bed i might add)

magic words indeed!!

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
That's a very specific and helpful answer!

Let me see if I can answer in an equally satisfactory way. By my definition, magic is a source of power accessible by people who are born with the innate ability to harness it or the capacity to learn, though the latter is much more limited in comparison to the former.

It's very generalized compared to some others I've seen and heard spoken about. We don't have schools in any sense of the word. No one teaches magic and anyone who has or can use magic can learn to use it in any number of ways.

I'm sure our hard and soft limits - as you put it - are similar to those in a lot of worlds with magic. Truly raising someone from the dead is impossible and it's extremely ill-advised to attempt doing so. What's perceived as success usually comes with some very nasty consequences. We can't alter the course of time or grant immortality to anyone who doesn't already have it. Those who are born with it achieve it genetically, by virtue of having a parent who can pass it along.

I honestly couldn't tell you how people are born with the ability to learn. It seems to be random.

I believe that covers all your questions!
findingbalance: (⚖ 003)

iii.

[personal profile] findingbalance 2017-04-21 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Rey had suffered a bite from one of the fireflies early on in their invasion through the quarantine that had left her dealing with fear the likes of which she had not felt since she was a young girl. She was all too familiar with the affects of their bite, now, and had collected as much of the offered repellent from city officials as she could once it was available, even trading for extra with other members of the city.

Even with the repellent, she had put on her entire exploration uniform to avoid having to risk another bite, not fully trusting the chemical to do for her what her protective gear could.

She tilted her head at his shout, turning her gaze and head to follow his gesture to the blue firefly blinking and fluttering out of the area in a meandering path.

She grabbed a jar, despite her reluctance to anger the small creatures further, scooping it into the glass before screwing the lid on tight and studying the trapped and blinking bug through her goggles before offering it back to the man for his collection.

Only then did she tug the cloth covering her face down and slide the goggles up to give him a calculating look, her face slightly scrunched up in an obvious perplexed expression.]


You're collecting them - Why?
lacquers: (that's a little more tricky)

[personal profile] lacquers 2017-04-21 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Magnus purses his lips as well, brow furrowing a bit as if he's considering whether or not to speak. Or maybe just trying to decide how to elaborate. ]

You never gave me any indication you intended to forget your time there. I believe you had good reason not to. [ This is like walking on some serious eggshells now. ] And I can tell you with certainty that if you did go and you did achieve your incentive, you would know.

[ This gets a little dicey. ]

I believe it was 2016 on Earth when you arrived. That would put you in the neighborhood of 140, wouldn't it?