riverview: may test drive meme

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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 June 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 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: search & rescue

Following rumors about a magical healing spring deep in the jungle, a group of intrepid explorers ventured out to verify whether it existed or not. After finding the spring inside an ancient temple overrun with tree roots and flora, they brought samples back and discovered that the spring did, in fact, have healing properties. Just like the rumors said.

Until the authorities decided what to do with this information, no actions were to be taken, nor information revealed to the public at large. Unfortunately, the news leaked and spread to the alternative science communities as well as the top minds at Gramarye Magic Research. With interest piqued, several more unauthorized expeditions set out beyond the fence in search of the spring. And once the information leaked beyond these scientists and scholars? Everyday citizens also launched their own excursions into the jungle, many bringing ailing family members or friends along for the ride.

This month the mission is to deploy teams of skilled citizens into the jungle to rescue some of the less fortunate, unsuccessful parties. Some of these people will be trapped or set upon by monsters, unable to move forward to the spring or back to the safety of the city. Others have simply run out of supplies and need the teams to restock them so they can continue their trek. And some groups have managed to reach the spring and collect their own samples of the spring water, only to find themselves struggling to return to the city before the samples lose efficacy. Feel free to create your own party to rescue, and get a team together to do so!

prompt ii: death from above

Normally, living inside the Inhabited City is a pretty safe bet. You can go day to day without running into a monster or risking any kind of danger requiring a fight. Generally, the tall, laser-fenced walls keep out anything particularly dangerous.

The problem with walls? They only go so high.

While usually assault from airborne monsters isn't a problem that's on the map, there's a few weeks during late spring where a swarm of flying monsters not unlike feathery pterodactyls are migrating back to another part of the moon. They're only in the area for a couple of weeks, but during that time, residents can expect occasional attacks by swooping monsters if they should see easy prey. Usually, a good sturdy dark-colored umbrella is enough to keep them from seeing a potential victim or meal, but sometimes the attacks still happen. So the Perimeter Guard sends extra details, calling in all the reserves, to patrol the city and keep an eye out for citizens in distress. There's also a general call for anyone who's experienced at fighting to help protect their fellow citizens. Whether your character is being attacked or protecting someone else, be prepared - these monsters are quick and have very sharp teeth.

prompt iii: homesick bazaar

Over the past couple of weeks, the portal has seemed really fixated on food. Almost every time the portal changes location, new bundles of food are near the entrance, ripe for the Perimeter Guard Orientation Team to pick up and drag through. As a result, the Orientation Team has set up a free bazaar outside City Hall. The Bazaar lasts from the 20th until the 31st of May, and is completely free, featuring tables and booths laden with food taken from the other side of the portal. Many of these foods will be familiar to characters in the City, whether it's that special brand they're totally addicted to or a plate of grandma's family recipe.

Everything at the Bazaar is totally free, and anyone joining in on the feast is encouraged to share (read: gently not allowed to leave until they do) and to tell stories about the origin of the foods from their own home. It's a multidimensional foodie's paradise!

prompt iv: prijata pregaming

Prijata is a holiday in Riverview celebrating platonic love - essentially, it's a celebration of friendship, geared at showing appreciation for existing friends and finding new ones. While I won't spoil the rest of the prompts for the introductory mingle, one of the main staples of Prijata is gift giving, and the Government of Riverview gets into the spirit of it by giving small gifts to everyone who's arrived since the last Prijata.

This prompt can be used to give a quick idea of what your character is into so other characters or players can suggest gifts to be given them (or to give them) if they are accepted! More information can be found in the Prijata Pregaming modpost.

prompt v: 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.

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Many thanks to mistojen for coding this especially for Riverview!

prompt vi: wildcard

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

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[river market image is by Tyler Edlin]

Comments

[wronganswer]

We can only respond to around six percent of serious crimes reported every day, so... yeah.

And people don't really talk to off-duty Judges. [ What is an off-duty Judge, exactly? It's a great question. ]

[maskerading]

Huh...

[ She's admirably dedicated, but he doesn't envy her in the slightest. ]

Sounds lonely.

ii.

[colur]

Hhmmmf.

[ She folds her arms in front of her, not particularly ladylike, leaning into the front of her feet. She's wearing a white shift dress, flat shoes, and a small dagger strung around her waist. There is nothing about her that suggests deceit.]

Everybody knows you don't accept food from the Fair Folk.

[ That is what this man must be, she knows. One of the Fair Folk. Awfully tall for it, though, and wandering the streets in plain view of the sun. This place was getting stranger and stranger. After a moment, she adds, in an attempt at politeness: ]

They are quite beautiful, I am sure. It's really a pity they're cursed.

[fingerstripes]

Yeah, about that... [ Tim looks... he looks more than worn out, and suddenly the prospect of doing the time travel dance right here and now is too much.

Dick jerks his free thumb back towards the bike, still loathe to drop his hand from his shoulder. To acknowledge the oddness of the situation here. The reality that a part of him is waiting for the other shoe to drop, the way it had with Jason.

On the other hand, he knows Tim well enough to get that he's probably not going to stop turning it over in his mind until they hammer out the details. He takes a breath. ]

...You up for a drive? We can chat about it on the way to the lair.

[ Yep, there's a lair.

And he... kind of just holds his breath there for a moment. Hoping Tim will see the gesture for what it is. A show of unchanged priorities. His absolute, unshakable trust. They're family. Brothers. ]


( ooc: no worries, i was crazy busy this weekend also! <3 my plurk is with_pins, feel free to add me if you'd like. )

[yorkist]

Your Grace.

( To hear the girl's rank sees Elizabeth respond in kind, a short incline of her head in greeting automatic politesse and etiquette which has been drilled into her from infancy.

Neither of them will curtsy, and that seems to satisfy Elizabeth right and fine. )

Well-met, Sansa Stark. ( She has heard that name before, which means her gaze brightens with recognition, curious now. ) I am acquainted with your brother a little. He has been most kind to me.

Tell me: how do your people? My own country was overtaken by an invader, and I fear mine.

( She watches the girl's face carefully, while maintaining a pleasant little half-smile upon her own. They are assessing one-another, now. That much is quite clear. )

[supersweet]

I will.

[dothelokimotion]

[ A starship. How . . . quaint. ]

And what does this ship do?

[stalkingandplotting]

{Tim's eyebrow arches at Dick's reluctance to speak. Something has got to be bad if he's cushioning it like this, but the corner of his mouth is twitching, too. It could almost be a smile. If Dick's got a lair and he's inclined to share Tim might not have to bunk down with strangers and get absolutely no sleep after all.}

I can handle a ride. Nothing's broken. {He's bruised and cut to hell and back, probably suffering from a lack of nutrients, too, but he doesn't actually have any broken bones.

He slings the bag he'd commandeered for his suit over his back and gets on the back of the bike with the ease of long practice.}

I got a text from Damian and Jonathan Kent, who said Clark and Lois were here. Anyone else we know?

{ooc: Added! Thank you =3 }

[wolfwhosang]

[ There is scarce time to hear, let alone to process the absurd revelation this woman has given her.

Sansa screams in anticipatory horror as the beast sails in, maw open and rows of little dagger teeth bared for a woman who is both smaller in stature than she, and unarmed--

And promptly, the sound dies in her throat as the thing collides and crumbles into the grass, like a cart full of flour. Her face pale, Sansa stares at it, as though distrusting that it won't get back up again. Another question flits away before she can answer, and Sansa is left to recover herself. ]

My--my lady, [ she manages at last, curtsying, ] I owe you my life.

[ It does not matter that the girl seems no lady, in such garb. She has dispatched a foe even more swiftly than Brienne did, and such an event leaves room for little allowances. Sansa steadies her breath. ]

How did you come by that power, pray?

[ (She's new.) ]

[wolfwhosang]

[ Oh, he is forward, isn't he. Too forward.

Auburn eyebrows lift, and she returns, mildly: ]

Oh, I don't think so, my lord. Wolves are difficult beasts to best.

[ It's become easier to show her teeth, these days. She has only one person in her world left to fear, and whilst some part of her can recognize that he is only telling japes, she is accustomed to mockery. It will take some time. ]

I would never profess to seek praise for my hair, nor compliment your own. Perhaps we had best compare armor, instead.

[ Some sass to chase the teeth. ]

[wolfwhosang]

Any thread of good strength and dye should please me, to start. I hadn't expected choices in the matter without some evidence of my skill.

[ She will happily find her place here doing such deeds, if she must.

And in truth, she hadn't expected to find herself considering requests from enough embroidery philistines that it should become a problem, as yet. The truths she will learn. ]

Shall I consider this an interest, or only advice?

[wolfwhosang]

As soon give me a paper shield.

[ The proclamation comes hotly, but the warmth and his smell and the tightness with which he hugs her puts her at ease. She was never so affectionate with him in their youth, but now he is all that remains to her of a home they have lost and regained, a childhood gone forever.

We will make new stories. We must. She presses her face into his shoulder, warmed, and feels the chill again once he pulls away. ]

There are such ladies here, though, aren't there? Perhaps I will decide the Mormonts have the right of it.

[dancingmd]

[Quaint?!?! Excuse you! The Enterprise is a lady and we love her!!!]

We're explorers, primarily.

[ikols]

[ So, she likes wolves. He lets that comment sit and remembers it for later, keeping his replies carefree and light as hers show some traction in substance he can't see; he remains a little airy but with no intentional impropriety, a willow to her oak. ]

I'm still wearing mine, I hope. [ The phone is held at arm's length to show off the green shimmer of Loki's scalemaille. He laughs with a glance to the side, dismissive, as if what can be seen is the only armour he owns, a pretty smile in place. ] Back to the topic of your splendid skill in embroidery! Will you work with me or decline the job? It's a gift for my brother who is never in any rush to do anything, so you could take your time.

[originali]

(Excuse you Spike. So rude.)

You heard from another vampire who probably heard from a different vampire and that vampire heard from his cousin's friend... Yeah, okay. I'll believe it when I see it.

I'll bite though. Did he give a name at least?

1.2

[glitterpants]

_{[ 2cool-san, help him. ]}

Heh. Karamatsu will do just fine-- there is no need to be formal! I can already tell I can win you over with my kind of friendship.
_{[ why did he choose that kind of wording.. ]}

Ah yes! A casino.. the closest thing I have gotten to is a pachinko parlor. I would say I am a bit nervous myself but..
_{[ He gives Tsumugi this stupid look... ]}

[glitterpants]

I am too strong for that.

[idolpire]

[She's a tiny little blonde ball of anger. It's cute.]

That's my job.

The biting. Or it used to be. And no. No name. It's all a bit wonky around here.

[originali]

Hopefully you don't come across anyone fitting those criteria. If you do, generally a piece of wood through the heart does the trick. Holy water can slow them down if you need a quick exit. (If she came through the portal from her world there was no telling if anyone, or anything, did too. Better to give safe pointers just in case.)

How long have you been here? (It seems a reasonable thing to ask. She's hoping it's not years. Really hoping.) Assuming you came through a portal, too.

(A firm nod at the question. Although problem was an understatement if ever. It's all good. She's a little envious. A world without vampires seems like it would be nice. Is it nice?

Oh, the sparkle ones. Buffy knows all about those. On paper only. The ones she deals with do not sparkle. Thankfully. They just tend to have no souls, except for two.)

Kinda. I mean yeah they're a problem and it's sorta my job to make sure they don't make bigger problems.

[noassgardian]

Sorry if I'm a little bit skeptical.

[He's seen Doom swear he wanted to do right by the world before after all-- and he ended up going more than a little mad.

But at least he doesn't seem to be trying to convince Billy otherwise.]

So that's what you've been doing? Stopping monster attacks?

[originali]

(She's a lot calmer these days. A good deal in thanks to him.)

How's the no biting or acting violent thing working out for you here? Do you still get shocked if you so much as try either?

Once I get settled, just not too settled, maybe we can find the living legend and introduce ourselves.

[idolpire]

[If and when he ever found that out, he wouldn't know what to do with that information. She literally has the ability to blow his mind.]

Rub it in. Spike's been neutered. Everyone have a good laugh. Ha. Ha.

[Bitch.]

There's blood to be had here. Synthetic for free. Can buy the real deal. Or there's foxes. Follow you around all but begging to be nipped.

[Okay, so that was just one in particular, but she didn't need to know about that.]

Might do, if only to punch the poncy sack in the face.

[manmade]

References currently present in Riverview Quarantine will have to suffice. [And he’ll probably stalk her for a bit but no need to mention that. ]

What is your full name? Along with any other names or aliases you are known by.

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

I'll, ah, keep it in mind. [ He wasn't just saying those words, given their current circumstances.

Will had been taking a breath to answer her question, but held his tongue when she continued to speak, waiting her out so as not to interrupt. ]

I did come through the portal, a few hours ago. At least it feels like hours, not real sure how time is supposed to move around here but portal, orientation, information about housing, not yet got to housing, dive bombed by dinosaurs. I'd say that sounds like a few hours work?

[ Seemed reasonable to him. ]

Your job? [ It wasn't that he didn't believe her; his odd emphasis on the word 'job' was more curiosity than anything. ]

[dancingmd]

"Thank you!" She takes one of the proffered napkins. Meticulously wiping at her hands, she makes note of the symbol both on the napkin and the cronuts themselves. "So is the lightning bolt the company logo then? I must say, it seems an odd choice for a pastry place."