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xistentiaooc2017-06-17 03:59 pm
spoofer) wrote in xistentiaooc2017-06-17 03:59 pm
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!
"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.
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
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
May Daye | October Daye series
Preferred Alias: Lady Fetch
Marital Status: Dating Tybalt, King of Dreaming Cats
Preferred Dating Activity: Watching horror movies, checking out second hand stores
Other Enjoyable Activity: Getting thrown off cliffs.
Pet Peeves: Morning people, slow drivers
May had been in the middle of examining the wares of the clothing store--the name had caught her attention at first, and then she was looking for anything shiny because her own sparkly pink skirt and tie-dyed tanktop were starting to look a bit worse for wear--when the display popped up and--
"1. Ew! 2. Toby would find a way to kill me. Or maybe shoot me with elfshot again. And, I don't know, take embarrassing pictures of me for a century. 3. Eeew!" She squealed, wrinkling her nose at the display. At least that alias was one that some people used for her, not that she liked it. But Oberon's teeth, she didn't want anyone thinking she was dating Tybalt. Or that she actually liked Toby throwing her off cliffs.
The raven shaped daemon on her shoulder made a small noise to get her attention before explaining the situation, and she huffed, letting go of a skirt she'd been looking at and turning to face the rest of the store. She didn't want to leave yet, dammit. She brightened, gray eyes sparkling nearly as much as her clothes when she spotted someone.
"Hi there! I'm May Daye! Um, this is awkward, but could you help me out with something? It'll be quick and painless, I promise." And she hoped she was right.
[OOC: May is wearing her human glamour here, but anyone with magical powers is feel to free see it to see her pointed ears and really pale gray eyes]
B. Wild and wonderful
Many of the creatures had already been sort of familiar to May--she'd tried talking to the pixies, although it hadn't worked--but this one was new. And there weren't many things in nature that were new to her, given her age.
She grinned, looking more like herself than she had since the world had started tearing itself apart and she'd been torn from Jazz and the rest of her family in the process. She dropped the human disguise she was still wearing mostly out of habit, leaving the scent of cotton candy and ashes in the air as her pointed ears and too-gray eyes were revealed and she stepped cautiously towards the creature.
"Hi there. I'm May. Are you…" she paused, trying to think how to phrase this, as she got down lower, holding out a hand in the hope it would show the creature she wasn't going to hurt it or its child. "Did you...come from Faerie?" Just because she didn't recognize the creature didn't mean it hadn't started life in one of the realms Oberon had locked before he left. There were too many places none of them remembered clearly anymore, their lost lands. And now they'd all lost their homes again. But hopefully it wouldn't take them centuries to get their lands back now. Even if she and Jazz would have that time…
But she wasn't going to think about lost time like her sister did. Instead, she was getting down on the ground, not caring what it was doing to her rainbow striped tights, and beaming at a big giant green bison.