NOTE: The locations in this test drive are placeholders and do not fit with current game events. Due to ongoing changes as we shift to arc 3, contents of this test drive as they related to specific areas or activities are unfortunately not able to be incorporated as game canon, though if it is possible for a particular thread, you may assume conversations took place similarly in a different setting once the changeover happens ICly. Test drive threads may of course still be used for application samples!

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Ingress travel can be disorienting, but there’s no need to worry! All side effects are temporary and lessen with each trip. Your body may experience several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You may have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. You notice that the area you are in is filled with a soft cerulean light and feels slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you. Regardless of your current state, however, the stress of initial Ingress travel forces your body into unconsciousness.

Waking up is another story. Or maybe it isn’t.

You find yourself in a nondescript room; sometimes with others who have found themselves in the same situation, sometimes alone. A robotic medical tech is always present to explain what’s happened in a rote fashion, though his programming does not permit him to answer specific questions. He provides some clothing, a TAB, and a guide that explains the basics of Ingress travel and why you are here. Outside the room, you'll find you're on a space station that is staffed only by other robots; the only other organics there are those who recently arrived with you, or perhaps your predecessors, who are strolling the halls in search of an observation deck or the tech they've been sent here to fix. Why not introduce yourself and say hello?

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* The planet Phanos is not as it was during the last visit there. Storms of dark energy swirl across the sections of the world, though they do not yet overwhelm it. The temperature is cooler now, but sandstorms still kick up with great frequency, making cooperation an important part of survival as groups make their way across the landscape, investigating the changes. The pyramid forest remains, but the griffins who live there now venture farther down from their nests, and around a third of them have been twisted by the storms' energies into even more aggressive, monstrous versions of what they once were. Do not take one on alone, or it may be your last mistake.

* Inside one of the tallest pyramids, the lab remains intact, and rumors speak of a locked chamber in its heart that contains valuable material—but is that in the technological sense, or does it hold something monetarily precious in the right market? Maybe you don't care and you're just nosy. Either way, the vault is sealed away behind a series of complicated sliding puzzles that have just one catch—they are not possible to solve without two people operating the locking station. Are you here with a friend? If not, better hope the next guy to come along has a sharp mind for this stuff.

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Well this sure looks familiar.

In the course of their travels on the Moira, Peridot has probably seen Sans set up numerous little "businesses" like this, and also subsequently fall asleep while manning just about all of them! But for some reason in particular, in this moment, she's hearkening back to a very specific day a long long time ago on a certain ridiculous resort planet.

That feels like eons ago now, which is probably saying something when you're immortal and time typically doesn't mean much to you.

Ordinarily she might just pull a Papyrus and shout at him. Stomp her feet, give him some guff for being a lazy sack of bones. But right now? Hell. Maybe she's just grumpy because their little attempt at departing this universe had gone so poorly, but she's feeling... vindictive.

Instead of saying anything, she just creeps up slowwwwly... slowly extending one finger on her limb enhancer... Winding up... and then striking out with every intention of landing a combination jab/electric shock on one cheek bone.

And whaddya know, in the space of Sans cracking an eyelid, he's suddenly not there at all.

"Yeesh, Perry, I wasn't on the menu."

The voice comes from behind her now, where Sans' hands have returned to their usual place in his jacket. Low HP makes a guy jumpy, don't ya know.

"How'd you get down here, looking for treasure?"

Well at least she kind of half expected that to happen? But it still gives her a bit of a start anyway. The thrust of the poke she was intending on delivering makes her stagger forward when the air opens up in the vacated seat, and she growls and whirls around, crossing her arms huffily.

"If by 'looking for treasure' you mean 'wandering around aimlessly in some vague hope of finding a way off this filthy rock'? Then yes. I'm looking for treasure."

Peridot throws a look back over her shoulder at the sign Sans has set up there, regarding it with puzzlement. "I have to ask: Do you actually ever get any business with these things?"

"Well, lemme answer a question with another question." He walks lazily around her, settling back next to his sign as if their little altercation hadn't happened. "Are you the URS?"

She scrunches her face up, nose wrinkling, brows knitting. Before she can stop herself she's asking: "What in the cosmos is a U-R-S?"

"Underground Revenue Service." He clarifies, settling his shoulder blades back against the carved out wall of the room. "Are you representing them? 'Cuz if you're not, I don't have to tell you a dang thing."

Cue him kicking up his legs, arms folded behind his skull.

There's a flash of surprise on her features, and then her expression sours. "Well, fine! It's not like I actually care if your ridiculous businesses are lucrative or not," Peridot sneers, waving him off and marching away to investigate the other corners of the chamber. "I have much more important matters to concern myself with. Like this treasure, and whether or not it's something of practical value."

Sans watches her go, crossed leg bobbing to a lazy, uneven rhythm until Peridot is far enough away so that his voice only barely carries to her.

"You're going the wrong way."

And she stops dead in her tracks, gritting her teeth and making sputtering sounds like a malfunctioning engine.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW?!" Peridot shouts back without even turning to look back in his direction, fingers curled into clenched fists at her sides.

test drive meme 21

phanos

I'm just gonna wing this.

BLESS THIS MESS

I'm so used to tagging at LC I have to keep reminding myself she doesn't have a tail to emote with

LMAO

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