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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] riverviewooc2017-05-19 11:04 pm

riverview: may 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 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.


Many thanks to [personal profile] 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]
supersweet: (Superman is what I can do)

[personal profile] supersweet 2017-06-01 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jon highly doubts that, but Damian gets prickly when it comes to his father and Jon's not itching to start a fight now. ]

If you say so, but what are we doing?
dothelokimotion: (All hail the mighty glow cloud)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2017-06-01 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
Explorers? Whatever for?
otherflash: (031)

[personal profile] otherflash 2017-06-01 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
That's one way of putting it.

[ They got the Bat-glare to end all Bat-glares when they returned. ]

It was worth it though.
bottombitch: (pic#11445320)

[personal profile] bottombitch 2017-06-01 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Aoba looks up, pushing sweaty bangs away from his forehead with a frown of irritation showing in the crease between his brows. That impassivity in Noiz' stare kind of pisses him off, making Aoba bristle slightly, get defensive. ]

Who's an idiot? Those guys said it was safe inside the perimeter, how was I supposed to -- tsh!

[ He reaches out for him, but his hand basically paws at his arm uselessly as just a light contact at just the right angle sends a numbing pain up his arm to his elbow. He twinges at the pain. ]

Owww~~!

[ His wrist stings and feels weird, like his muscles are weak or he pulled something. Pushing up his sleeve, he sees his skin looking red around the wrist that's deepening to what might be the beginnings of a bruise. It's the same one Noiz gripped him with, the darkening bruise also looks like fingerprints. Aoba covers it with his other hand and brings his injured wrist closer to his body.

Anyway... ]
Those things... could they have been some model of AllMate?
bunnyblock: was cause trouble ([34])

[personal profile] bunnyblock 2017-06-01 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
They also said you should carry an umbrella.

[And that's about all he's going to scold the other with, crossing his arms over his chest as he rests against the wall, near the other. Staring at him with that mint-green gaze that doesn't so much look at the other than it does through him.

It doesn't mean anything, and it's likely the other is used to that stare by now, but...]


They're animals. [Not allmates. The way that his umbrella had give when he'd stabbed that beast with it, there were guts and muscle underneath the thing's stomach. If it had been a machine, it's likely his hit wouldn't have knocked its grip loose, let alone made it reel like that.

He takes a moment to look down at the others' wrist... noticing the bruise. He lets out a low 'tch' sound, his gaze moving away. Maybe he should apologise, but...

Here he stands.]
You would have gotten eaten.
bottombitch: (pic#11445319)

[personal profile] bottombitch 2017-06-01 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
I know that...!

[ That stoic rebuke rankles him, but he settles a moment later, busying himself with massaging that ring of prints swelling around his wrist. It's fine, nothing he hasn't dealt with before, but he's a bit of a baby about pain despite having a tolerance for it - nothing like Noiz'... or well, like he used to.

Except that gets him thinking. Those differences that are nagging at him, trying to draw his attention at some obvious detail but he keeps letting himself be distracted by the ambient atmosphere of danger, the backdrop of screams and violence just outside.

Anxiety grips his stomach, makes it hard to breathe. That feathery monster was some kind of dinosaur, right? How is that even possible? ]


This place is so weird, I don't get it. I mean -- Alternate universes?

[ Aoba thinks about it for some time, his fingers start to crawl over his own ears to cover them as he gives his head a shake. This is starting to get to be too much for him to deal with all at once. ]

...Is this some kind of dream?
bunnyblock: is lonely ([22])

[personal profile] bunnyblock 2017-06-01 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes a moment to answer again, turning his head towards the small window that allows any sort of idea to what's going on outside. He can't really see those things anymore, but there's certainly the far-off sound of someone yelling, suggesting they're still fighting off a few of the things.

He then turns his head back... and eyes the other as he rubs at his wrist. He's frowning now, staring at it instead of at the other.]


Something funny happened. Took us away from home. [That's the way he logics it out--something happened while they were in Platinum Jail, running along the hallways of Toue tower. Some sort of experimental technology--had they run into some time-space temporal displacement? He shakes his head, and he really doesn't get it.]

...

[Wait.]

No, not a dream.

[He looks at Aoba, pointing to his coil.]

VR.
bottombitch: (pic#11445313)

[personal profile] bottombitch 2017-06-01 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Those hands loosen as he searches Noiz' expression. He looks to him a lot these days, a habit he learned while in Germany - a stranger in a strange land. He lowers his hands, panic lessening as that explanation settles over him. ]

...VR?

[ Maybe it out of an abundance of wishful thinking, but that seems to comfort Aoba. Something he can understand, something that fits in those jagged sides and empty spaces just so that it seems like sound logic purely because it isn't quite as foreign. It's a fantasy, like anything else they indulge in with their gaming getaways. ]

Aah! I should have known! [ Except there's nothing to know. The laugh that follows seems a pitch too high, a little too fast not to be nerves. ] Guess we've got no choice but to get the top score. [ The color has drained from his face, even if he feels a little less like shaking. That laugh returns, but he finds himself leaning his head onto Noiz' shoulder for support. This is okay. He's fine. Noiz is here and he's sure this is just some prank of his, right? Something to rekindle their romance? Aoba's imagination is running a little too wild --

Yeah. He's definitely in shock. ]
But... I don't really know how to play this one. Say, are you holding out on me, Noiz?
metalmenace: (pic#11328048)

[personal profile] metalmenace 2017-06-01 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
You have every right to be skeptical. I'd be surprised if you weren't.

[He knows what kind of person he is.]

For the most part. They needed the help.
bunnyblock: a complicated setup ([3])

1/2

[personal profile] bunnyblock 2017-06-01 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, it didn't take a genius like Noiz to figure out that the others' laugh was a bit too high, and that his words were just a little bit too shaky. There's something uncomfortable in how the other speaks and holds himself. Even if this is some sort of fucked up VR that Toue had cooked up, it was... far too real. Even if Noiz still couldn't feel anything, he still had too-real senses.

Like the scent of Aoba's hair as his head touches his shoulder. That old, familiar, uncomfortable pressure of someone putting their weight on him. He's not an idiot, he doesn't forget their night together, but all the same...

He decides against shoving the other off, for now.]


I don't know anything. [About this place, about the possible virtual reality game they're in... anything. He narrows his eyes at the other, moving to look down at him now.]

Toue has to be at fault.

[because that doesn't warrant warning bells or anything.]
bunnyblock: who exactly are you ([2])

2/2

[personal profile] bunnyblock 2017-06-01 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
I can't remember slipping up.

[His eyes dart away again, and he tries to bring up the screen of his coil, which means he's doing it around the other. At least he's not entirely shoving the other off, but using the other's shoulder as a table to bring up a computer screen is probably awkward, too.]
metalmenace: (pic#11359205)

[personal profile] metalmenace 2017-06-01 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
You do know me.

[Don't expect him to give out any clues. He wants to see how long it takes.]
bottombitch: (pic#11445325)

[personal profile] bottombitch 2017-06-01 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
T...Toue? [ Aoba's brown eyes blink open at the name. That guy... isn't he just a bad memory by now? Long gone, far away, no longer anyone's problem?

He turns his head on Noiz' shoulder, not lifting it up but just... staying. Watching in silence as Noiz tries to operate his Coil, the light of it dim on his skin, reflected in his eyes.

...He looks so nostalgic like this, with that knitted cap of navy blue and washed-out lime green, crowned in pixelated rabbits shapes and lined with that cute white fleece... his piercings look painful, always painful and yet he would connect those dots any day of the week now, or at least in his dreams.

Aoba's been staring for quite some time before he catches it with a flush over his pale cheeks. Some color is better than no color, right? Except that nagging question has been joined by more, so much so that he can't really ignore them anymore - one of them just gets pushed out by it's peers, right past his lips: ]


Noiz, I wanted to ask... you put your piercings back in again. Why? [ There was an answer he was given already, but Virtual Reality sounds so much more the attractive explanation, even if it hangs awkwardly like a frame that doesn't belong. Alternate Universe could sit as pretty as it likes but it's a truth far too ugly for him to bear. ]
livingsymbol: ([S] You want to put that where?)

[personal profile] livingsymbol 2017-06-01 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He stands frozen for a minute, trying to piece together what is familiar about the man. It's actually the magic that finally clicks into place in his mind, and Steve tenses, pulling up his arm as if he had a shield on it, which at the moment is bare. He frowns deeply, realizing the glow around him is actually a defense, and is stuck without a clear way to react to him.]

Victor von Doom. You changed your look.
metalmenace: (pic#11328050)

[personal profile] metalmenace 2017-06-01 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't my doing, but I have no desire to wear my mask and return to how things were.

[Well, he doesn't look like he's going to burst into villainous theatrics and declare his desire to rule this place.]
bunnyblock: i dont want to be involved ([4])

[personal profile] bunnyblock 2017-06-01 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
Aa. Toue. [he gives him a weird expression, small eyebrows furrowing together against the bridge piercing between his eyes. It's a sulky, irritated expression that Aoba has likely not seen on him for months now, his head tipping back to look right at him.

He shifts an arm against the other, trying to get his Coil to access the network. But it was taking longer than usual. There really was something off, here.

He's about to open his mouth to ask him if he's forgotten so soon, but it's that question that catches him off guard. Noone catches him off guard, ever--so for the first time it's happening here, Noiz is caught in silence.]


...

Said as if I've taken them out. What is wrong with you...
bottombitch: (pic#11445321)

[personal profile] bottombitch 2017-06-01 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Of course you have! [ How can he not remember leaving him after their long-awaited Rhyme battle only to disappear off the face of the planet until he just... showed up, looking totally different and spouting off that crazy, wild, insane idea to sweep him literally off his feet and... and...

Anyway! It wasn't a dream, it can't be some trick from Toue. This, this prank he's pulling... that's the game, he won't accept any other explanation! So he settles, watches him with mild annoyance as Noiz messes with his Coil. ]


...Let me see it. Maybe it was damaged by that thing.

[ Maybe it's broken, along with their collective wits. In any case, it's a distraction and Aoba sorely needs one, even if Noiz is a superior programmer - or rather, hacker - than he is. It doesn't seem to bother him, that disparaging between skill levels, and it doesn't' stop him from pulling that arm towards him, or holding him steady by putting his hand in his. ]

Hold still.
bunnyblock: a cursed body that cannot feel ([6])

[personal profile] bunnyblock 2017-06-01 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Damaged by what? [His tone goes from confused to somewhat annoyed, now. His teeth clenching as he tries to yank his hand back from the other. What is he doing?? 'Of course you have'? He hadn't ever taken out his piercings, so--]

Oi, let go. What are you doing.

[When Aoba goes to try to hold him in place, that's when he gets annoyed. Reaching to give him a small shove, fingers reaching up to grip the others' chin, forcing the other to look at him. A crude move, but at least he's not gripping hard enough to hurt him, like he had his wrist.]

Did you hit your head?

metalmenace: (pic#11328050)

[personal profile] metalmenace 2017-06-01 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
[He looks over to find the familiar face to go with the familiar voice and isn't really surprised when he sees him, instead amused my the reaction to his face.]

I prefer to merely go by Victor now, Loki. The days of Doom are over.
goldcuffed: (ships are sailing)

v: @damen

[personal profile] goldcuffed 2017-06-01 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
They call it a 'phone' or a 'tablet', depending on if you get the small rectangle or the larger rectangle. It's really an amazing device, instantaneous communication is something we could only dream of where I come from.
venturer: (judging)

[personal profile] venturer 2017-06-01 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
i got the big one. a tablet? if it's gonna be free, best get the most out of it.

so this ain't like a letter. it goes right away?
venturer: (contemplation)

[personal profile] venturer 2017-06-01 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[There's something about him that definitely reminds her of home. His legs might be useless, but his arms are strong, he can't be more than seventeen, but Anne knows what seventeen year olds are capable of, from personal experience. She'd already been at sea with Jack for a couple years by the time she was seventeen, she'd boarded ships, she'd fought, she'd taken her lumps as a woman in a man's world, and found her footing. What's to say this boy isn't doing the same?

So she lifts the cup in a little salute and takes another pull from it before speaking again. As a rule, Anne is quiet, doesn't say much, but this boy's got her curious.]


You from somewhere else, then? Everyone here seems t'be.
eloquentness: (eternally pleased)

[personal profile] eloquentness 2017-06-01 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
"The Flash." She can't fight the warmth that enters her voice, let alone the way her entire face lights up. Iris misses him, far more than she ever thought she would. "He's got super-speed. Story goes, he got his powers after he was struck by lightning."

It's a little more than the average person knows, but it's not as if Beverly has other people to confirm or deny such a fact.
venturer: (austere)

[personal profile] venturer 2017-06-01 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
The boost up is nice. For all she looks like Eleanor, clean and pretty and blonde, she's tough too, and Anne can't help but feel a little stir of interest. Anne's not the easiest to knock over, but she's only human, and on the small side, and she'd been caught off. Besides which, she's only fresh out of the hospital and her ribs still twinge every now and again when she moves the wrong way. It's better than she'd been expecting, by far, but it's still enough to have her wrong-footed and feeling a little raw.

"It's a coward then. Makes it easier prey."

Some of the wariness bleeds out of her, she licks chapped lips, and her mouth curves into a slightly crooked smile from beneath the brim of her hat, from behind the sheaf of red hair that hangs at the side of her face. When the girl waves at her and introduces herself, Anne mimics the movement, and nods.

"Anne." she says, voice quiet, the voice of someone who's more accustomed to watching or acting than speaking, and she straightens her clothing for a moment before looking off after the retreating bird, pale eyes narrowed, and produces a knife, holding it at the ready, "If there're more, I'll be ready this time. It's gone off that way, might leave a trail if it lags low enough."
goldcuffed: (that we won't run)

[personal profile] goldcuffed 2017-06-01 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Yes! I think it shows up for the other person immediately after you hit send. It still feels quite futuristic.