xistentiaooc | 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

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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ 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?

[ Magnus hums in that way of his. Kinda annoying, isn't it? ] Oh, all right! It'll be our little secret.

[ Examining his nails a bit, he then drops his hand at the mention of another word.

What?

He's not hooked. ] Let's go for another, why don't we?

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