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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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Is that magic or-?
Assuming you don't mind me asking.
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[ Letting go of the stranger's hand, he pokes a blue stripe on an arm. ]
What's this about, what do they call you? Blue lightning?
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[ The suit's still a fairly recent upgrade. He offers his hand back more formally. ]
I go by Nightwing.
And yeah, you could say I'm used to running with a mixed crowd. Magic's not exactly common where I'm from, but it's there. [ And unlike Batman he's never really seen a reason to argue with it's existence. ]
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[ Flirting as casually as he breathes, he shakes that offered hand. ]
Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief, Norse pantheon. You might say I'm where the magic is at.
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...That's gotta be fun to hand out on business cards.
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[ No one can fault Loki for not trying. ]
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But on the other hand, if the front he'd been looking to get behind hasn't materialized by now, logic says someone else probably cleared it out first. There's a lot here he's not really on top of, just yet.
And when it comes to finding an escape, not everything comes down to punches thrown. ]
...Does coffee entail you explaining a little more about the God of Mischief thing?
[ Because he really, really wants to know. ]
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[ Walking back to the Quarantine shouldn't take long. He's curious to see if Nightwing really will stick around in his outfit to catch a latte or three. ]
My main purview as a godling is saving handsome albeit helpless heroes, of course.
[ Flicking him a wink. ]
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And for some reason he doesn't seem to think they're planning to leave the field of battle just yet. With a pragmatic twitch of his wrist, out comes a sealed canteen, followed by two neatly wrapped instant coffee packets. Sure enough, there's a spare container stored in the other gauntlet. ]
Here. I can do decaf or straight black. Though I'm gonna recommend the black.
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[ Deflecting the first question with a wink, his expression levels out to a disappointed pout when the portable coffee makes an appearance. ]
No white chocolate mocha? Caramel latte? Up your game, Wing of Night. [ Although he gestures to have some black coffee, eh. Sure. ] You carry snacks around with you in case of emergency peckishness?
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[ That and impromptu trips like this. ] Though I don't have much worth sharing just now. [ For what it's worth he looks genuinely regretful. ]
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[ Into his hands is summoned two sandwiches. Where from? Probably some poor schmuck in the apartments having a snack, but now they're Loki's as he inspects them and offers Nightwing a choice once the green glow dies down. ]
Chicken and tomato or-rrr pork and ... ew, lettuce.
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Though I think the real question is who would order chicken with tomato?
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[ Picking out bits of chicken to nibble on, he sips on his black coffee. An eclectic meal. ]
You know, we could do this back up at the city with better grub, home-cooked ... if you ever remove that mask.
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He doesn't know how to feel about that. He doesn't know what he can do about that possibility here, with no allies and no resources, which is the real problem at the root of all the others. There's too much here he doesn't understand. Too many variables at play. Trust is risky and painful and dangerous, when it isn't just his own secret to give away. His own safety to think about.
But does he stand a chance at getting out of here at all with no one standing by his side? ]
Tempting.
But the air of enthralling mystery would probably lose something. And I really think we have something here.
[ Mr. Air of Enthralling Mystery sure did just drop some mayonnaise on the front of his uniform. He fishes a neatly folded napkin out of another compartment with something less than perfect finesse, and offers Loki a spare. ]
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I'll just have to settle for your scanty costume, I suppose. How tragic. If you change your mind, [ accepting the serviette to dab at his own mouth, ] I make a mean breakfast.
[ It wouldn't be overly difficult to root out a secret identity with everyone living in the same building, if not on the same apartment floor, but Loki won't violate a potential friend's trust like that; Verity would be furious if she arrived and found out he did it for fun, not to unmask a dangerous element. And besides, Loki can enjoy that Air of Enthralling Mystery for as long as Nightwing feels the need to sustain it. Humouring Doreen Green that she isn't Squirrel Girl, as well as various other new heroes, is starting to feel like a trend. ]
Fifth Floor of that grand hotel hub, by the way. That's where I'm staying. Ignore the Avengers stationed there and everything they say, they're biased.
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Were they not fans of chicken on tomato?
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They're not fans of much besides justice, I'm afraid. We have a convoluted history, it's messier than a bilgesnipe's backside braids.
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Ouch. [ And he offers a sympathetic shake of the head. ]
Well, I happen to be a good listener, if you're ever up for sharing.
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I think I'm gonna poke around a little bit more. But I appreciate the help.
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[
coughVictorVonDoomcoughLike a painting wiped off its easel, Loki teleports away with a wink and another flash of light. In his place, leftover where he stood, is a piece of parchment. On it in inked, loopy handwriting with a uniformly regal style (complete with smiley face!) is written, Blue is a good colour on you. ;-) ]