xistentiaooc | Test Drive Meme #2

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Test Drive Meme #2

Test Drive #2

I saw a flower, furrow, and brook

New TDMers are free to RP here as if "new" or "established;"
"new" is likely easier to keep in continuity after apping.

When gameplay begins, the second wave will have
their own intro plot and crash log!

CREATURES IN THE DARK

Far away from the city, the wall of light that is F.A.T.E.S. seems calm, glowing peacefully. You’re on an evening walk through the city, or maybe on a camping trip in the woods, or maybe on a romantic date on the beach; whatever it is, you’re outdoors, enjoying the apparent peace and quiet, for once.

That is, until you hear a noise. It’s a rustle, or a step, a branch breaking underfoot, a heavier sound than a human would make. And that’s when you find yourself faced with one of the many Xistentia critters: the Green Backed Bison. She's massive, with small horns and a broad, mossy back, a small calf at her side. She does not appear to want to charge you^[1], but that might change, depending on what you decide to do! Either approach it, run away, or go into aggressive mode; how will you react to being introduced to the incredible fauna of Xistentia?

Glitch in the City

The city of Xistentia now boasts a population of over 200 sentient souls! Congratulations on surviving your apocalypse, now feel free to enjoy the city and outlying forest. Today, a number of local businesses are open, including the local tailor, our diner Pop's Chocklit Shop, and Sue's Salads. For now, the only bar and lounge is the atrium of the Citadel, the outpost overlooking the sea. It's a lovely day to be out and about.

But at midday, the rendering errors begin. New arrivals, those who came into Xistentia since the second crash find themselves subject to a bizarre phenomenon, where a holographic projection seems to be floating above their head! It contains data about the character's marital status, preferences for fun and dating activities, and pet peeves... and perhaps embarrassingly, it isn't necessarily accurate.

As your daemon will explain the glitch is easy enough to fix! You can either move 100 yards from the location where it began, or another character can remove it for you by touching the graphic.

RENDERING ERROR #285
Preferred Alias: F.A.T.E.S. McWeirdo
Marital Status: Hateboning Nemesis
Preferred Dating Activity: Creating new universes, maintaining the equilibrium of the multiverse, organizing temporal divergences/alternate universes, restoring damage inflicted by D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.
Other Enjoyable Activity: DJing music
Pet Peeves: Unfiltered tap water, gluten-fee pasta, unscheduled apocalypses

Optional Code

GAME NIGHT

At 6 p.m., your Daemon starts making noise - a software update is being installed. It lasts for a few minutes, your Daemon mainly unresponsive if you attempt to make it do anything else than upload the data F.A.T.E.S. is sending it. Afterwards, it resumes acting as normal as it did before the update, but if you ask it, your Daemon will tell you:

Upgrade was installed for entertainment and integration purposes; Hangman.exe was installed.

Launch the application, and you will be given a match against one of your fellow citizens who also decided to join the game. On your holoscreen is a rudimentary, simple game of Hangman, as well as a chat window to taunt your opponent if you so choose. However, it becomes clear that F.A.T.E.S. has no idea what she's doing... the first word is 16 letters long, and she has pre-filled in the letters Z, C, and Q.

It's a good day to complain about technology, or start a new game afresh.

CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

hells yeah

Footnotes

Note any violence or injury in your subject headers, thank you.

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[ _ _ _ _ _ E _ ]

Ooh, there ya go.

[ pause. his eyes look to Magnus' with a sloooooow sort of smirk spreading on his lips. ]

Well. I wouldn't turn down a slice or two.

[ pfffft! ]

[ Oh look, success! With the stick figure. Hard to say about the rest. ]

See how you fare asking him about that. [ He should remove all the remaining alcohol from your drink for that, Vex. ]

How about R?

Darling, I would never ask for your husband's cake. But if it was offered...

[ He's completely joking, Magnus.

_ R _ _ _ E R ]

I used to pay for it back in Eudio, now all I've got are a bunch of coconuts in my backyard.

[ Magnus seems to take on a contemplative expression at the mention of coconuts. ] Coconuts would make for a good cake, don't you think?

[ Cool your heels a minute, stick man. There's baked good talk happening. ]

They'd also be nice for drinks.

It would make for a delicious cake. You two ought to come around one of these days, when you're not busy honeymooning in this tropical paradise.

[ Sarcasm thy name is Vex. ]

[ There go the brows again. Between Vex and Rose, Magnus is getting a workout here. ]

We wouldn't be intruding? [ Tell him more, friend. You're opening the door a crack there. ]

Intruding on what? My honeymoon? That died the moment I stepped into this hellhole, believe me. [ Figuratively and literally, if he wasn't in such deep denial about it. ]

I don't have time for the domestic bullshit.

[ Hm. ]

I meant intruding in your home. [ He ponders the vehemence of this statement. ] How are you occupying yourself here? [ The question is phrased casually. ]

Other than playing endless games of hangman. Can I guess P next, by the way?

It's a house I kicked a couple of squatters out of, hardly a home. Besides, I invited you.

[ The screen buzzed and an arm was added to the figure. ]

Been exploring for the most part, trying to figure out the ins and outs around here. I can't go too far on my own because I can't control the beasties around here, so I oughta put together a team I guess. I wish Bo were here, or Nico. Hey, maybe I can borrow Alec for some adventures, eh?

[ He really didn't think about the fact that he said 'on my own' as opposed to 'with Mark'. ]

[ Magnus registers his incorrect guess only vaguely. His brow's a bit furrowed now. ] Well, if you wouldn't mind my company, I'd happily come to visit you, [ he says, to start. As usual, he does not commit Alec to anything or comment for Alec with the language he uses.

He most definitely put something together from what Vex just said though. It would explain the persistent feeling of something being not quite right that he's had for a bit now. ]

My recommendation? You might want to Alexander about that. I hope to look around as much as possible myself, mostly because it will help widen the area where I can travel. [ He draws a sort of vague circle in the air to indicate their general surroundings. ]

When you say 'control,' you mean with your mesmer?

Nah, I changed my mind. I don't like you, don't come over. [ He rolled his eyes a bit. ] Of bloody course I don't mind your company, Mags. For flip's sake...

Yeah, I'll talk to him. Just tossing out ideas right now. [ It's not like Magnus was Alec's keeper or anything, though they were severely attached to the hip in Vex's opinion (though that was jealousy talking). ]

That's right. My mesmer is working again, but I could never mesmer animals, it just doesn't work on them. I do alright with trolls and the like, but anything like wolves and such and I'm buggered.

[ Magnus gives Vex a long look. ] Oh, well, if you're sure. I have plenty of time, after all. I could bring something alcoholic! [ Sweeten the pot, as it were. ]

It's a good idea. Particularly since we don't have a lot of familiarity with our surroundings and, it seems, only limited ways of finding out.

You could ask.

[ Magnus' turn to roll his eyes a little while grinning a bit. Affectionately! ] I think we know how that will go. [ And to Vex again: ] From what I can tell, there's a fairly wide variety of fauna here. Maybe it would be good to find out what exactly you can control and what you can't? If you'd like to travel around, I'll happily portal you where I can.

[ A distraction could be good. Right...? ]

Could you? I definitely need it. [ The more liquor the better. When was the last time he was this eager for booze? Hmmm... ]

I figured he'd be tickled pink to be doing anything other than domestic chores. I don't want to portal around on my own, I definitely need a bodyguard and I think Alec fits that job description nicely. [ Magnus would have probably done the job just as well and yet for some reason Vex seemed fixated on Alec. ]

And darling, what's your next letter?

Edited 2017-06-28 02:46 (UTC)

[ Yes, indeed. When was the last time Vex disappeared into a bottle?

Always a good sign. ] We can drink something from the shells of those coconuts you have! [ Let's make it festive, shall we? ]

If I didn't know better, I'd say you had more faith in Alexander to keep you safe from giant rock trolls than myself! [ He waves a hand. Kidding, kidding. ] It'd be good for each of us to have something that keeps us busy.

How about T? The letter, not the drink.

[ Bing!

_ R _ T _ E R ]

To be fair, it's not as though I see you training constantly. And while I have absolute faith in your magic, I don't want you wasting it when Alec can just use a lil' of his muscle.

Honestly, I think we're going to need you when that Destiny shit decides to mess with us, not for the locals. Besides, you'd get your clothes dirty. [ Excuse after excuse which boiled down to basically the fact that he wanted Magnus to never be exhausted- because really, if his power was any good against Destiny he would've used it to success before he even got there, but Vex didn't mention that.

Maybe he was just being protective over what little family he had left. ]

[ Magnus hears a few things in those words, all of them evoking one kind of emotional response or another. First, it's a little alarming to think of being a resource that needs conserving, but he's not so extravagant and impractical that he'd go out of his way to deny the idea that, yes, his magic might be useful if things go pear-shaped.

Still, underlying that is the idea that Vex is concerned.

For him or his fabulous clothing. Either way, he's kind of touched! ] H, please.

[ He cocks his head to the side. ]

You're right, I would end up getting my clothes dirty and that would be a shame. Let me ask you, what do you expect will happen when it tries to "mess with us," to use your words? [ He's clearly asking from genuine curiosity. Just speculatin', as it were. ] Oh, and I'll remember what you said about training and my magic.

[ Bing! _ R _ T H E R ... you must know what it is by now, Magnus Bane. ♥ ]

I hope nothing as nasty as like it did in Eudio, but we all know me and hoping, I lose it pretty quick. But maybe it'll be weaker here, since this is the "last outpost" or whatever, they must have some way to slow it down.

I think we'll need you more than ever, then.

[ He might have an inkling, but he always seems to try and drag these things out to the max... ]

Not the circumstances I'd like to be showing off my magical prowess, [ Magnus says, though the wry tone is almost overtaken by a pretty sincere note of sorrow for a second. Thinking about this too hard is bound to result in more than a headache. He clears his throat softly. ]

I'll do whatever I can, naturally. I know I also have more power accessible here. [ Not gonna broadcast this all over, but. ] Perhaps it will prove useful.

B, if you don't mind.

Yeah? Well, that's a bit of good news anyway.

[ This time when the bing happened, exposing B R _ T H E R, a certain smile began to form on Vex's lips. Slight, one that touched his dark eyes in a way that hadn't happened in awhile. It was amazing what a little sentiment could do for him, even if he was trying to hide it under his obnoxious words. ]

I'd like to think this wasn't a complete 'Custer's Last Stand' situation.

[ Even though it completely felt like it. ]

[ Magnus nods slowly and deliberately. Yes, good news. He'll take it in whatever form it arrives on their doorstep, so to speak. ] That little incident [ it was a battle, Magnus... ] wasn't nearly as easily dramatized as everyone makes it out to be.

[ You shameless fibber, Magnus Lightwood-Bane. No way were you there. ]

Did I not guess O? I thought I had. I must be going senile.

[ Briefly, he looks a little distracted. ] I don't have to think for a second to know I'd prefer sitting here, playing hangman with one of my very best friends over getting dragged into another war.

History is always like that, innit? I wouldn't have been caught dead in the wild west during those times, but I did have a couple of jobs there. [ He shrugged that off, because he wasn't about to discuss his history of assassinations. In the past those would have been bragging rights. Now? He hated them. ]

[ 🎆 BROTHER 🎆 and victory fireworks burst on the screen. Ah, that was nice.]

Don't worry darling, you're not nearly old enough for senility yet. And that feeling is very mutual.

To the victor go the spoils. And a place of prominence in the history books. [ Magnus tuts. He gives Vex a brief look, but the timing suggests it's more about Vex's aversion to the wild west than the jobs. He then hums a second. ] I would've thought the 'wild' part would appeal to you. [ Untamed lands, no laws, etc. Dangerous, yes. That part seems less Vex.

For someone so ostentatious, he's also very prudent. ]

Whatever put you in mind of brotherhood, brother? [ There's a slight lift to the last word, a secretive kind of smile hinted at on Magnus' face. ]

I'm glad I still seem youthful in the eyes of some! [ #dramatics ]

Wild, yes. Dusty and dry? No thanks. It was a trying time in my life. Actually, all times were trying until they invented indoor plumbing. The saloon girls were rather fun, though.

[ A bit of a smile touched his lips when Magnus said 'brother', and Vex was not-so-secretly very happy about that. What put him in mind to it? Why, Magnus himself of course! But he wasn't about to say that out loud. ]

You're at least half my age, it makes you the younger brother even!

Well, when you put it that way, [ Magnus says, trailing off lightly. Once again, he's such a fibber. He was across the pond then. What he thinks of when he thinks "wild west" probably has less to do with gunslinging and spurs and more to do with Industrial Revolution-era England.

And he doesn't expect that Vex will say it outright. He's saying more than enough with his words now.

More than enough. ]

Half? Why, Vex! I didn't know you were sixty. You don't look a day over thirty! [ Which is, of course, how old Magnus is. Unquestionably. ]

Shh! Don't say that so loud, someone might hear!

[ He waved his hands in fake desperation, as if he truly was sixty and needed to keep it under wraps. ]

Want another word, luv?

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