riverview: 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 April 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.
● Since this particular TDM is plot-heavy, current players are welcome to do their own top-levels to interact with the plot. However, since it is still a TDM intended to help potential new players get involved, there will be a special additional +25 Activity Point bonus for any thread submitted by a current player that involves a potential new character rather than focusing on existing CR, for this TDM post.

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. Thanks to player-created plots, this month's Test Drive is set to effect the game setting for the next few months, so please enjoy!

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plot overview

After just over a week of increasingly serious blackouts and brownouts around the city, the team in charge of the structural integrity and defense of the wall has found the source of the problem, and posted a network entry explaining that the issue is caused by a large quantity of lizard-like monsters that have compromised the underground infrastructure of the city, and requesting volunteers to help do a full-scale manual extermination of monsters and assess the damage and do urgent repairs.

prompt i: a call to arms

The most urgent request presented is for people to help clear out the monsters in the underground tunnels - and there are a lot of them! With estimated monster numbers in the area of 500-1000, ranging from adult to juvenile, there's a lot of work to be done to clear out the underground infrastructure of the city. The Perimeter Guard will have a steady stream of transport trucks going to escort any fight-capable residents who want to volunteer out to the tunnels. They will also provide weapons of various varieties as well as short training sessions on how to use them safely in a confined space for anyone who doesn't have their own.

Whether you fight with a weapon, your fists, magic, or poison darts, your help is more than welcome down in the tunnels. The only real request is to keep seismic or explosive abilities or attacks on the mild side, and to be careful not to poison the city's water supply! Other than that, go wild.

prompt ii: into the depths

Clearing out monsters is all well and good, but they have definitely done some damage to the city's infrastructure. So it isn't just the brawn that needs to step up to help the city, it's the brains. There's a call for anyone with any kind of special ability that would help with emergency repairs. Whether it's engineers, chemists, anyone with first aid, runners to distribute supplies, or any other special ability that would help out in the underground tunnels and fix some of the damage that's been done, anyone is welcome to help. And if you think it's just scientists who are needed, think again - magic is a well-known if not-well-understood facet of life in Riverview Quarantine, and some of this stuff works on a more arcane level than a mundane one.

And, of course, all of these brainiacs are going to need a little backup, so any bruisers to act as escort and protection are also welcome.

prompt iii: trapped in a...

Not everyone has the skills or desire to head out into the jungle and fight for the city, and that's perfectly fine. Inside the Quarantine walls, life is carrying on as normally as it can. That is, aside from the ongoing blackouts.

Wherever you might be in the city, you run a pretty decent risk of getting trapped somewhere for a short period of time. Whether it's trapped in an elevator, a tram car, a store, the housing you share with someone you barely know, or anywhere else in the city, it could happen to you. This could be the start of a beautiful friendship or a meet-cute to tell your grandkids about...at least, that is, if you get along with the person you're stuck with...

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 new, free app is popping up on people's 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 v: wildcard

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

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[tenures]

a call to arms;

[ One of the residents aboard the trucks may look a tad different than the others, what's with the dark blue high-heels, styled hair and her trademark red lipstick. Even odder is how she's already loading a gun, creating a bit of an oxymoron between a well-kept looks and practicality. She won't object to a spot of conversation but she won't insist on making it, either.

She'll also be spotted with the newer weapons, quickly becoming familiar with them. with the way she hits each target, a point is being made clear, this one is nothing short of a markswoman.

But when the monsters show up, Peggy won't stick to only her gun. It'll be quite the scene, the way she'll battle them in the same pair of high heels. Peggy's style of hand-to-hand combat will look more like brawling, sharp kicks to the adults, throwing her weight against the juvenile ones and not a hair out of place all the while.

Help her out and you might get a rather cheerful, ]

Much obliged, thank you.

[ the manners are in place, too, it would seem. ]

trapped in a -

[ Well, this is a load of cobblers, isn't it?

She is already rather sorry she had taken the elevator instead of the steps but it is, what it is. ]

Crikey - that does happen more and more often, doesn't it?

[ when it becomes clear the elevator will not be moving anytime soon, she will take off her heels and take a seat against the wall. ]

Sorry about that.

[ there might be a hint of a smile there. ]

Looks like we'll be here for a while.

network;

( username: agent )

Well this has been quite the welcome.

I do not suppose we must use their odd little program for a proper introduction, yes?

[ She will never say she's not sure how to operate it. Don't you dare suggest such a thought. ]

trapped —

[ettersberg]

[ it is certainly a load of something, though nightingale would hardly stoop so low as to say that out loud. he isn't taking off his shoes, either, but of course, his aren't heels so much as flat-soled leather shoes, and handmade ones at that. ]

That's quite all right. [ his accent, she might note, is not dissimilar to her own. ] I imagine I'd do the same in your position.

[tenures]

[ he reminds her, for one nostalgic moment, of mister Jarvis. He's the only other gentleman with such well-polished shoes. ]

Can't imagine it?

[ She eyes her discarded shoes and not without a hint of a smile. ]

Not so practical as yours, I'm afraid.

[ettersberg]

[ they're well-polished, at least for now. nightingale did not polish them himself; that was molly's doing and he's not sure if she did it by means magical or not. it hardly matters. molly isn't here, though, and so from now on nightingale will have to polish his own shoes and mend his own socks.

it will be, in some way, reminiscent of the war, and of his time with the foreign office. the latter memory, at least, isn't entirely oppressive. ]

I've been told practicality isn't everything.

a call to arms;

[greyjane]

[Oh, she only helps out a little, really. A monster lunges at the - frankly, gorgeous - woman doing all that heavy brawling and she slams up a sort of shimmering, electric shield. Blue sparks crackle and jump, the monster all but disintegrates and Shai just cups her chin in one hand, the other arm is braced across her ribs.]

Honestly, I think I could watch you do that lovely little spinning move all day. Utterly fascinating.

[Sorry, Peg, she's one hell of a flirt.]

[tenures]

[ come now, Shai, that's hardly a way to act in the middle of battle. ]

Quite the hallmark moment, I'm certain.

[ practical and proper, she takes a step back, brushing one well-curled strand of hair behind an ear. ]

I must say yours was rather effective.

[greyjane]

[idk what kind of battles you've been in, but that's exactly the sort of way she acts in their midst. of course, that's more a shai thing than a 'reasonable human thing' so.]

Just a little trick I have hidden up my sleeve.

[A sunny smile, and she wiggles her fingers in a little demonstrative gesture. Electricity crackles in bright blue arcs between her fingers. It's all very showy and flashy and not the least of what she can do, but she doesn't like to scare the locals with the overtuned shows of strength and force. If they think it's equivalent to a particularly ebullient fireworks show, all the better for them.]

Name's Shai. What might I call you?

[wingedman]

[ Fighting in confined spaces sucks, at least for Sam. Which isn't to say he can't do it - he's more than capable - but does he like it? Hell no. Though he doesn't have his jetpack with him - there's no point in bringing it along - he's wearing a gauntlet on one arm. The reason for this might not be immediately apparent at first if you come across him in the pipes, but Sam's using his drone to scout ahead of him. And when Redwing comes across a lady who's about to be ambushed, Sam scrambles through slick pipes to get to her.

She's already fighting on one front, but another pack is about to come up from behind at a juncture in the pipes. Sam ruins their plans, and their day, by throwing his weight into the lot of them. His fighting style is more refined than hers, and there's a hint of military discipline to it.

He grins at her when she thanks him, amused by the display of manners, and impressed by the way she fights in high heels. ]

No problem. Just glad I could help, ma'am.

[tenures]

[ a good thing they're down in the pipes because it is quite the scene, all gun-shots and brutal fighting. She has no time to turn, though she's well aware she's vulnerable on her six but when she does, it's clear someone already got her covered.

Someone not without manners. It has been quite some time since anyone called her that, ma'am, her military persona has been exchanged, after all, with taking lunch orders and notes.

not necessary in that order. ]

I suspect you did more than that.

[ there will be an arch of an eyebrow at the sight of Redwing. ]

Trusty friend?

[wingedman]

Credit where credit's due, you wouldn't have needed me if those other guys hadn't come up behind you.

[ He'd seen enough through Redwing's cameras to be able to tell she was holding her own with the first group, between her weapons and her fists and feet. Sam hadn't used his own weapons - hadn't wanted to risk friendly fire - but he's got a pair of semi-automatics holstered at his hips.

He reaches up and pets the drone fondly when she mentions it. ]

Something like that, yeah. Pain in the ass to get down here, though. I usually have a harness for it, but that doesn't really detach from the rest of my gear so well.

a call to arms

[signifies]

[ Red is a good colour. Clark's cape agrees, as he works his own way through the monsters. He keeps track of her by the gunshots and the accompanying click of her heels. She needs help the least, at the pace she's going.

He ends up pushing something in her way for her to shoot at it, hovering next to it, scanning it for any healing factor at work. ]

No problem.

[ He smiles politely as he lands. ]

After you.

[tenures]

[ Well, now she'd surely seen it all.

He's flying. Well, he was flying, if one wants to be picky about the details. She eyes the cape, the colours. It all seems to symbolize something, a uniform of a sort. She tries not to compare it to the only other one she knows, the red and white and blue. ]

He walks, too.

[ said with a little grin. he's flying! and so casual about it, too. ]

[signifies]

[ There's no fear in her heartbeat at all. The ease with which she accepts it earns a small smile from Clark. ]

He can't juggle.

[ Clark holds out his hand. ]

Kal-El.

[sexpo]

I'm stuck in an elevator with a pretty lady, and you think you have to apologize for it?

[ Howard grins down at Peggy. He's already unbuttoning the cuffs of his sleeves and rolling them up. ]

More importantly, you think you're actually gonna be stuck here for awhile with me around? I almost feel insulted, Peg.

[tenures]

I reckon we have another good forty five minutes to spend on inappropriate innuendos before an idea strikes.

[ she as well sit down. All the better, since she can't swat at him from where she sits. ]

[sexpo]

[ On the bright side, she hasn't started throwing her shoes at him yet. Small blessings. ]

You know, I always do my best thinking horizontally. It'd take a lot less than forty-five minutes.

[ Since she did mention inappropriate innuendos... ]

network.

[kuyamu]

( un: hanzo.s )

It is likely that many will. This is a common form of communication to those familiar with it.

[tenures]

These messages?

Useful endeavor, I admit. I'm unfamiliar with it but I can see the merit.

[kuyamu]

It is a convenient method, yes. Text conversations make up a large part of social interaction in the 21st century.

You may find yourself becoming familiar with it faster than you expected, if the same holds true here.

call to arms

[advanced]

[He doesn't usually go on these organised missions, he prefers to keep himself separate, but then he spotted a flash of familiar lipstick, bright red against the muted hues everyone else seems dressed in.

Bucky doesn't ride in the trucks with the others, he just stalks on behind until they get into position, content to watch and wait. It's only when the monsters attack that he moves, sweeping in to viciously take down one that had been coming up behind her.

Her thanks throw him, and she just gets a confused frown in return.]

No talking, keep fighting.

[tenures]

[ it all comes down to this, to a battle against the beasts that lurk beneath the city, poisoning and ruining it from below. Peggy doesn't let the look of them both her, she only focuses on their weak spots, the places to shoot a bullet at, the spots to hit with a high heeled shoe or a fist.

but then it all seems to stop, it all seems to go deathly quiet or perhaps it's only her who stops for one terrifying, overwhelming moment.

she does talk or at least, she tries to say something but only one word comes out. ]

Barnes.

[ there is no mistaking it. all the changes can't change the basic truth here. she doesn't begin to understand the how but she knows who she's looking at. ]

[advanced]

[The name hits him like a physical blow and he flinches from it. He might have hoped she wouldn't recognise him, not with his long hair and the stubble and the lack of a charming smile that make him very different from the Sergeant Barnes he used to be, but there's no such luck.]

You're wrong, you have me confused with someone else.

[Stupid to deny it when Steve will probably tell her anyway, he's bound to be drawn to her like a magnet when he realises she's here, but he lies anyway. It's easier.]

Focus on the fight.

network - @sg.rogers; video

[livingsymbol]

Well, it does make saying hello more convenient.

[tenures]

[ answering a text message with a video call? that's as cheeky as it gets. ]

I suppose it does.

[ there's a breath, her mouth opens for a moment, as if she wants to say something but then, it gets set into a stiff line. her tone is as professional as always, with only a tinge of humour: ]

Hello.

[livingsymbol]

[He's always gone straight to the point. It's easier that way. He gets more than he was expecting when the video connects, and the look he has is complete surprise making him freeze up for a moment as he digests what just happened. But the answer keeps him going. Steve snaps out of his shock to reply.]

Hello. Should I call you Agent?