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riverviewooc2017-02-19 07:56 pm
riverview: test drive meme
Welcome to Riverview's first 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 March 1st.
● All threads on the test drive meme can count as game canon once the game is up and running.
● TDM threads do not count for Activity Check, but they do count for Activity Bonus Points.
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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If the sky has seemed a little more yellow-green than usual for the past couple of days, there's a reason for that. Meteorologists have been warning of a particularly nasty storm blowing in from the direction of the Delta in the Southwestern part of the Abandoned City.
The Quarantine is about to be hit by a nasty typhoon, and there's a lot to be done. Whether you're helping sandbag the banks of the river, which is bound to be swollen by the storm and flooding, weatherproofing your building, or just huddling indoors for warmth and helping reassure your friends, family, or partner that everything will be okay, it's time to take action!
There's been a lot of talk around the Quarantine about the various predators and monsters outside the fence, and how they've been getting steadily more active, crowding the fences, trying to leap over them, seemingly driven by some kind of mania. There have even been increasing instances of predators that normally mind their own business attacking the fences wholesale, slamming into it over and over as if they're trying to find a weakness.
The good news? The fences have been holding. So far.
The bad news? They won't be holding for much longer.
The Perimeter Guard is in a bad way, and it's all hands on deck. They've also sent out a few of the Perimeter Guard Cadets to post up flyers around the city asking for temporary help in fighting off the beasts. So pick up whatever weapon you're best with, hop onto a truck transport, and head on over to the fences to help drive off the monsters and keep the Quarantine safe.
With a storm rolling in that's going to keep everyone indoors, that might cause power outages, and is just frankly pretty scary, a lot of the clubs, restaurants, and hotels are doing special events to keep everyone's brains occupied and flooded with endorphins.
There are flyers around the city advertising various couples activities: speed dating, dance classes, overnight pool parties, and all-expenses-paid lovers' nights in.
The catch? The great deals only count if you're a twosome. So if you don't have someone to love, hit up speed dating in the indoor courtyard of Riverview's largest mall, or grab the first person you see and take the opportunity.
After a day or two of storm activity, things are definitely not getting better: the rain is torrential, the monsters are attacking with increased energy and decreased rest times, and the distractions are starting to wear thin. Power outages happen off and on, a very rare situation in Riverview Quarantine.
The government has put out an all-points-bulletin imploring anyone with an exploratory spirit to help.
From what government science techs can tell, the storm isn't natural - after all, even the meteorologists were saying that the pressure systems seemed extremely strange. They've managed to narrow the cause to an area in the delta where the storm seems to be originating from, and are broadcasting the general location so anyone with the guts can head out into the storm and try to find the source of it.
Any characters who decide to penetrate the jungle in search of the source will find a device in the shape of a pyramid, with glowing blue edges about a day's walk into the Abandoned City. The pyramid is a malfunctioning weather control device that is causing wild pressure fluctuations and causing the storm as well as making the animals in the jungle aggressive and erratic. Characters can destroy or deactivate the device to end the storm.
This mission can be threaded out however you would like, in groups however large you would like, and more than one team can accomplish the goal.
Whether you're looking for help with a mission or just want to get to know your fellow new arrivals, your character can make a post to the network.
Or you can choose your own adventure and do something else in the setting!
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[He gets up from the place he'd taken at Clark's side. He is slow about it, which may be mistaken for a disarming lack of wariness. Certainly he does not move like anything ails him. Yet, he is a man well-traveled and often injured, and the cold and the wet have sunk into his bones.
He feels old. And he is, for a pirate. The most reputable among them have often made their name before they were ten-and-twenty. Few can contend with the time on Earth that Teach and Hornigold had. Flint is nearly forty, and he knows damn well he doesn't heal like he used to.
It's cause for a pensive silence as he sits back down beside the cookstove. He shuts it off, stretches one leg out and leans his hand on his knee.]
What are the people like, in your time?
[Are they free? He wants to ask, refrains. He knows too much of human nature to be uncertain of the answer, yet hope persists in dark places.]
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He folds the notebook in half, smooths the page, and starts with a cross-section of Sputnik. The sketch, in-progress, is clearly visible to Flint. ]
That's a broad question.
[ Clark looks over at him. ]
What are you thinking about, specifically?
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Mm.
[He lifts his glass to his lips, but the drink he takes is shallow.]
What do you know of the 1700s? Perhaps it's easier a thing to reverse engineer than explain outright.
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[ Flint's history is bloody. He suspected as much, but he still has no reason to fear the man or expect that he will hurt others (yet). ]
I'm aware slavery and piracy was common, and the British and Spanish empires are the dominant forces on the globe.
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[He leans forward, props his chin in his hand. Rubs his thumb absently through the bristles of his beard.]
I'm aware that little changes in my lifetime, but it's been a dearly-held hope of mine that one day all people might live equally. I'm curious as to whether or not that's a viable possibility in your time.
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[ He sets down the pen. ]
There're always those who want to fight it. There are more of them, and they have more money and connections at their disposal.
[ He's not sure yet that he trusts humanity with everything, but with this: a resounding yes. Clark has seen the best of them. ]
It's a difficult dream to have. Still, it's happening.
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[Not that he has much choice, but he seems to be giving himself permission more than anything. He sits straight again, and takes another drink. Glass nearly empty, he opts to refill it. He doesn't easily get drunk.]
And what about you? What's your home like?
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Kansas?
[ He smiles reflexively, thinking of his mother. ]
It's a quiet place, with good, hardworking people.
[ The moment Metropolis was clear, Clark was in Smallville. He'd known all the people affected by Zod's attack there. ]
My father was a farmer, and so was his before him. I've moved out, to the city. I'm a journalist.
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It wouldn't happen to be in the central interior of the Americas, would it?
[One of these days, he's going to find a fucking map. Not that he cares especially about the Americas themselves, but the idea that they fended off the British is-- important to him.]
Journalism. [He can infer the meaning of the word, one who writes in journals.] You know, in my day I could take that to mean you're anything from a ship's captain to a priest.
[His tone's a bit dry. He's not put out by the alien terminology, and thus far this young man has proven himself to be well apart from patronizing explanations.]
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Yes. It's called the Midwest. A lot of farmland.
[ If there's space in these pages he can add a map of the world as it is today.
Clark ducks his head and smiles. ]
Are you familiar with The Daily Courant? It's considered the world's first real newspaper.
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[By that point, he was entrenched in other things. Being a Navy man meant his sojourns in the city were few and far between, and when he was in London after 1705 he was-- preoccupied with the Hamiltons.]
So you write periodicals. You've the temperament for it, certainly.
[There's not a trace of any mockery there. It's an important part of democracy, one he's glad to have gained traction as literacy increased across the world.]
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Print journalism is called the Fourth Estate. It's expanded in the last fifty years: everyone has cameras, so everyone can share pictures of what's happening with each other. Even if you can't read, you can listen to the news or watch it. It's much harder to hide things.
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But as compliments go, he may as well just said Clark hung the moon, for how sparingly he hands them out.]
A reference to parliament, is it? [He sounds amused when he says that. Oh, the Lords must have lost their fucking minds at that calculated disrespect.] Sounds as if it has its share of pros and cons as an institution. I can see that both being very useful and very, very abused.
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The institution of free press means we have rights to go where we feel we want to, and not be prosecuted by the government for the stories we write. No system is perfect. You'll always have [ some yahoos, Lo would say. ] some who abuse it.
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Indeed. But it seems it could well provide a decent avenue for combating the larger issues at hand.
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[ He's not one for embellishment. Flint is hopeful despite what he's seen and been through. Clark is mindful of that. ]
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You mean to tell me that the Americas didn't end up with a king of their own?
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[ Film stars or sports figures, but that's besides the point. ]
In fact, there're very few monarchies left in the world.
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Elected governments, then?
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That's right. Or constitutional monarchies, where their power is more symbolic than absolute.
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What of England?
[Clark is the first person he's asked this question, which is made very personal by dint of his history with her. But then, he's already all but told the man he's London born, he sees no harm in this admittance.]
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At the same time, he doesn't know what Flint wants. ]
What would you like to know?
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What was left of Krypton came to destroy Earth. ]
Britain is called the United Kingdom now. There aren't many colonies left in the world, and I think almost all of the British Empire has dissolved.
[ His mouth twitches. ]
You might find an Irishman who feels differently, but there you go.
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I notice you didn't say what became of her royalty.
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