February Test Drive Meme

[savmods]

Multiversal 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 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 transit 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. Welcome to Avagi Station, your new home. New arrivals are, of course, welcome to explore the various locations around the station. Additionally everyone is provided with a communicator in case they want to pose any questions to the population already residing on Avagi.

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Moon 900CA1

Like every city has a junkyard, this universe is littered with (mostly) uninhabited planets or moons that are being used for the same purpose. Welcome to one of the many universal "dump sites" of the galaxy. Moon 900CA1 is one of many, a celestial body belonging to the planet of Ploria, and as this area of the universe is technologically advanced in comparison to others, so is a majority of the junk left here. There is a haze encompassing this moon and breathing masks are needed for anyone who decides to visit the surface. Every inch of ground is covered in debris, various spacecrafts, and machines. Some of it is piled higher than one can see over if standing at the bottom. spare parts: What’s even better than having to trade precious goods or services for the equipment that the station so desperately needs? Getting them for free. Well, free with the added ingredient of elbow-grease. Stocking up spare parts is a must when traveling the universe. This planet is brimming with discarded ships, machines, vehicles, and all manners of "outdated" technology. You’ve been given a list of things to keep an eye out for while you’re out shopping but feel free to pick up something for yourself. After all, one species’ trash might be your coolest thing ever. build-a-thing: While it’s clear that most of the visitors here are scavenging or looting, there are a very small number of booths scattered throughout where vendors have set up shop. Is there something you need or want? New jet-propulsion space shoes? A small flying craft? A robot? These vendors will use scrap parts that you’ve found and brought to them, for a small fee of course, to build it for you. Be sure to bring the best parts that you can because you’ll only get the highest quality that you’ve provided. trash junkies:: Such large stacks of trash are bound to shift and move over time, it’s simply a natural part of this moon’s gravity fluctuations, but why is it that the movements are perfectly in sync with every step you take? You move, the debris moves. You stop, the junk stills. If you choose to investigate, or get too close too quickly, you’ll discover that you aren’t alone in your scavenging. Creatures, varying anywhere between a foot to over ten feet tall, dive and sort through the debris. They are diligent in their searches and shy away from organic contact of any kind. If you have anything that they deem of value in your hands, they’ll wait until your back is turned and then try to take it from you. On the plus side, they don't seem too dangerous? moon tomb: Those who choose not to wear a breathing mask will notice a horrible and overwhelming scent wafting gently on the wind. It’s a scent that is familiar, but you can’t quite place it. At first. The ACE devices coordinate with your respiratory functions, and a small notice will flash across the screen: High concentration of decomposing organic material. Some will know what this means and head back to the portals immediately. Those who don’t, or are too curious, will follow their ACEs to areas with much higher concentration levels and stumble across an equally common occurrence on these kind of disposal planets: bodies, of varying species, discarded for one reason or another. There are thousands of them spread out among the refuse, and the further you explore, the longer your ACE warns of exposure to elements of disease. Now might be the time to turn back...

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OUT OF CHARACTER INFO

Note: While TDM threads can generally be counted as game canon, upcoming plot and scenarios may limit the settings or circumstances under which the interactions take place. Players are, of course, welcome to fudge details in order to keep these interactions as part of their in game CR.

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Comments

[personify]

[Space. Other planets. Her yellow eyes turn to fix more fully on Clara, then. If she's lying she could have chosen a better story. It's so insane that is more likely to be true.]

We're in space. [Clearly this blue woman is not an alien frequently in the habit of space travel.]

[ex_bossily211]

[That reaction makes Clara smile and nod, a little too eager to talk about space.]

Deep space. [Whatever that's supposed to mean. Clara isn't sure, she's just excited and it sounds nice.]

I'm not sure where we'll end up, or how we're supposed to get back home. But it's not all that bad here.

[personify]

[Raven rolls her eyes a bit at the deep space comment. Cause yeah, what the hell is that supposed to mean, anyway? She's starting to relax though, minutely.

She doesn't think this woman is lying to her. Raven is no mind-reader like Charles, but she knows people. And her abilities and experience over the years led to the ability to notice all those tiny micro-expressions that made up a person, the smallest twitch or gesture. It meant she'd gotten pretty good at recognizing liars.]

What's good about this space prison, then? Enlighten me. Good catering? [There's a smirk, there, just at the corner of her mouth. A small twinkle in her yellow eyes.]

[ex_bossily211]

[Clara stands there for a second, deciding whether or not to be amused. In the end, the corner of her mouth turns upward and she's able to give a little shrug of her shoulders.]

Oh, we have the best nutrition cubes in any galaxy. I'm sure you won't be tired of them at all after a few weeks of nothing but eating them.

[There's other food here, of course, but that's what exists in people's private supplies after trading on the planets they go to. Clara's got a nice little stockpile at this point, and she almost things to offer to share it. But she isn't sure that offering it now would be a good idea.]

[personify]

[Her nose wrinkles. Nutrition cubes. How appetizing. Better than having no food, she did still remember what it felt like to not know where your next meal was coming from.] Lovely. I'm sure I'll make due.

What's your name? [That's the thing you were supposed to do in these situations, right? Introduce yourself. She usually avoided such things, but if she must.] My name is Raven.