Test Drive Meme #2

[spoofer]

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
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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

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

Comments

[juggernaut]

Yeah, but it was better than Substrata, right?

( macha was when elena's life support got turned off, and after they left it she was put on grey team. the only thing worse than those two experiences was turning her humanity off on substrata, the threats and the fights with everyone she cared about. macha may have been jack's least favourite planet, but substrata was elena's. )

I didn't see any other pods. I only found you because I tracked your scent, and I can't smell anyone else we know around here.

( elena keeps an eye on the bison, trying to subtly maneuver herself in front of jack as she does. it's as much about him as it is not spooking the animal; jack would be offended by the implication that he needed to be protected, even if logically he can acknowledge that she is, if nothing else, less likely to die when stabbed through the stomach than he is.

her juggernaut cuff sits around her wrist, a persistent weight, ready to be used. )

I tried the personnel locator, I tried to text Tony and d'Artagnan on their blackglasses — I even tried Mom. Nothing.

[blackboxed]

If we're going to start ranking missions from bad to worst over the last ten years, we're going to be here for a lot longer than we have time to spare, Elena.

[ yes, substrata was also hell, for elena specifically, for a lot of reasons. they've been through a lot of planets that were complete hell, and once their blown into cosmic dust, jack likes to erase them from his mind just as simply. the answer she gives has a tremor of tension sneaking through jack's jaw, especially at d'Artagnan's name, but he's a unit lead, he's meant to keep it together in times like these. ]

They could still be stuck in their pods, or something in the atmosphere here may be messing with the signal. [ it isn't the first time they've had communications down, or glitches in the cuffs or blackglasses. they're lucky the things are apparently still working to keep their biometrics stable. ]

We couldn't have fallen far from Neheda. Let's focus on trying find a way to boost the signal. We can start with the pod. [ a glance spared towards the grumbling bison thing, and how elena's starting to scoot her way between him and the creature. she won't see it but a small smile quirks one side of his lips. so many years and she still wants to protect him. this hellish job has showed him more kindness than home ever did. jack lets out a sharp whistle, calling the Bahari's attention. ] Ringo, chase. Do not harm.

[ they don't need to potentially offend any locals by slaughtering wildlife of potential importance. best to just run it off and avoid damage, and Ringo's obedient enough to keep his claws and fangs to himself when told. ]