( tdm 9 )

[hownkai]

T E S T D R I V E

ABOARD THE MOIRA Whether adjusting to space travel has been difficult or not, there is always something to be done. From working to leisure, the Moira offers a multitude of opportunities to get to know your crewmates a bit better. Exploration of the ship is highly encouraged, but as another planet grows closer to being docked, things start to get a little hectic. You'll notice a slight change in the artificial gravity as the Moira is pulled into a gravitational field; however, more noticeable changes can be found in the overall morale as you prepare to descend. ☄ on your own There are plenty of other communal areas on the ship to explore! Pick a place, and see where it takes you. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. ) C R O M I A While exhibits or museums exist to commemorate people or objects, planets like this are designed as a memoriam for certain eras across the universe. Welcome to Cromia—a one-of-a-kind place set in medieval times. Sort of. Most technology on Cromia isn’t particularly advanced, and the fashion leaves little to be desired. However, one thing is very noticeable about this planet once you decide to explore: there are no organic people anywhere to be found. Cromia is inhabited by a race of intelligent, humanoid robots who tend to and care for the environment as well as live peacefully with one another. Yet, some have been programmed to show a certain disdain for those who are, in some way, living, and their hostility ranges between hurling insults and vegetables to reporting trespassers to the authorities. Besides that, all seems well and prosperous on Cromia. ☄ the emperor’s new servos The Royal Family of Cromia has extended an invitation to join them for festivities, food, and drink beginning when the first sun sets. This night is a way to relax and perhaps romance that special someone in your life with a little song and dance. For those who sample certain drinks, they might find themselves doing just that without being able to help themselves. Or perhaps that delicious wine you've heard so much about is actually a very oily concoction meant for the robots of Cromia. For others, a little cheese or venison might instill the need for fisticuffs. Could the desserts hold the same sort of enchantment? Do you dare to find out? ☄ catch-a-riiiide The fastest way to get around is via carriage in the city, and each city is pulled by a large insectoid cyborg. Their handlers assure you they’re quite tame, especially since their silly organic minds have been implanted with a control chip. They’ll take you to whatever destination you program in without a hiccup! What could go wrong? Except on the way, that ever-so-important control chip happens to malfunction. Your once docile bug-stallion is now running amok down the streets. Do you jump out before you meet a sticky end? Or do you take control and force it to stop? Either way, you aren’t likely to be getting your deposit back from this. ☄ taste the rainbow Archery. Bugback riding. Jousting. These are the typical leisure activities suiting the time period you now find yourself in, which is what you might assume when you see the banners denoting a competition. Anyone can enter. Anyone can win the prizes. When you ask what sport you’ll have to play, they just say one word: skittles. Similar to bowling, this sport is played on a long, flattened field, and the point of it is to use the wooden ball to knock over the "skittles" that are set up in increasingly complex patterns for each round. These skittles are also made of wood, exactly ten feet high each, and the balls used vary from the size of a golf ball to a canon ball (dealer’s choice on ball size). People are usually split into teams, but for the sake of the competition, everyone plays alone. Whoever gets the most points moves forward in the competition, and hope that there are no accidents mid-throw! OUT OF CHARACTER INFO FAQ | LOCATIONS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION For mature or graphic content, please label. For questions, please direct them to the FAQ. As always, be kind and have fun!

Comments

[knaval]

You're coming over? Oh, Starscream, how gracious of you! Moving your legs like that!

[yeah sorry pal he's not scared of you like he is tarn. probably a bad choice but y'know]

[iseedeadbees]

[well to be fair Tarn is scary to literally every single living person and maybe some dead ones too so really that much is legit. Starscream might not be a big scary Tarn, but hey. He stops just short of "personal bubble zone" and clasps his hands behind his back. Mostly to keep himself from outright slapping this shitboat right off the bat, but it also makes him look all. Cool and important. Or something. Posture is everything.]

Listen... whatever your name is. Seafoam? It's Seafoam, right? [Close enough moving on.] Here's the deal, you have two choices right now. Choice number one, you can remember what it means to respect authority and make my life a little easier, seeing as I'm a bit out of my element right now. Simple things, just give me a run down on the basics. Crew manifests, maybe? I'm not asking for much.

Or, choice number two, you can continue to act like a buffoon, and I can make your life a little harder. I suggest you take a moment to really weigh your options right now.

[knaval]

Riptide, [he says, scowling. megatron and tarn are aboard, starscream probably can't do anything to top that. and so:] and you'll have to do your own legwork on this one, Starscream.

[iseedeadbees]

[goodNESS HE WANTS TO SLAP it's so hard not to slap. But hey, at least he'd been totally fair. He'd given Riptide options, and he chose the dumb one.]

Well. If that's the way you want to play this, then so be it. I did give you fair warning, though.

[knaval]

[DEAL WITH IT SHITSCRAM]

Oh. You're still here? I thought you had information to go scrounge.

[iseedeadbees]

It's on my list.

[You know what mr boat, Starscream isn't going to slap you or anything. He's just going to turn right back around and go back to his little scheming brooding spot. He has to plot fancy ways to make Riptide's life harder now, GOD. Thanks for the extra work assboat.]

Now, if all you wanted to do was annoy me, I'm happy to inform you that you've succeeded. You can go now.

[he was here first ok]

[knaval]

No, actually, I wanted to annoy you and stay in your personal bubble.

[he says that, but he's not actually stupid enough to touch starscream. he likes having his arms attached.]

C'mon, you gotta let your adoring public know what the glorious leader is thinking. How're you gonna try and take over this ship? Are you gonna murder Megatron? Can you do it in a public space? I wanna see.

[iseedeadbees]

[All he wanted to do was look out the window GODDDDD. He pinches the bridge of his nose and takes a second to mentally talk himself down from slapping this boat. He can't just slap every boat that annoys him now and that's also annoying]

I'm not taking over the ship. At this point in time, I don't know enough about it or the crew to even begin planning something like that, and even if I did intend to, it wouldn't benefit me in any way that I can currently think of.

[THERE HAPPY NOW?]

As for Megatron, as a general rule I try to keep as far away from people dying as possible these days. People like to spin theories and it's just bad for publicity. Besides, he's off on his little space adventure thanks to Autobot high command being borderline incompetent. I'm sure any self respecting Autobot with a half functioning brain module was pretty put off by the whole situation, hm?

Anyway, assuming he doesn't snap first and destroy his new little crew, he's more than likely going to fall victim to some sort of unfortunate "accident" aboard the Lost Light.

[And then he kind of pauses, narrowing his optics like he's just on the verge of realizing some big horrible thing but needs to like confirm the horribleness.]

...He is aboard the Lost Light, right?

[knaval]

[the grinch ain't got SHIT on the grin riptide slowly breaks into.]

Try again.

[iseedeadbees]

You're joking.

[Right because there's no way Megatron could actually be here like what were the odds of that PSH NO WAY aahaha. ]

You are joking.

[knaval]

[HE'S GRINNING SO HARD BRO]

Wouldn't that be convenient?

[iseedeadbees]

[Well Starscream is screaming internally now thanks for that. He points an accusing pointfinger at Riptide, probably on the verge of having a panic but not quite. After all, this guy's done nothing but be a prick this whole time, there's always a chance he's still fucking around. RIGHT?]

You really expect me to believe that Megatron, out of all people, just happens to be here!? Don't be ridiculous! Who else just happens to be here!?

[knaval]

Tarn. Ultra Magnus.

[he's not sounding so happy about that first one.]

Believe me or not, Starscream, you're gonna find out eventually. Possibly explosively.

[iseedeadbees]

[Well now Starscream's looking less borderline panic and more irritated, It even comes with an eyeroll.]

Ultra Magnus I could have believed, but Tarn? It doesn't get more far fetched than that. Who jumps straight to the DJD?

[knaval]

You know, that's the exact same thing I thought. And the leader, specifically? I don't get it.

[INHAAAALE. feels weird agreeing with starscream on something.]

Buuut. He's here, mad and murderous as ever.

[iseedeadbees]

[That doesn't sound like bullshitting. Nobody bullshits about the DJD. Not even Starscream bullshits about the DJD. But he still doesn't really want to believe it soooooo]

Assuming he really is here, the ship is a lot less on fire than I would have expected.

[knaval]

Yeah. Bringing us back to Megatron. I think they punched each other a few times, I dunno. Something happened and now Tarn...

[he shudders slightly.]

...Isn't doing that.

[iseedeadbees]

So Tarn and Megatron fought, the ship is miraculously still in one piece somehow, and Tarn's behaving for some reason. Are you surprised that I'm having a hard time believing this? Because anyone would have a hard time believing this.

[knaval]

That's about it, yep.

[sounds like crap to riptide, too, but he's seen them around.]

[iseedeadbees]

Aren't you worried that one or the other of them is going to go off the rails at some point? Neither of them exactly have the best track record when it comes to not murdering people. What here could even stop them if that did happen? There has to be some sort of contingency plan.

[Not that Starscream really gives a flying fuck about anyone on this ship aside from himself but hey, making sure the other losers on board are safe is a good way to keep himself safe.]

[knaval]

[riptide looks about as uncomfortable as he physically can.]

...Tell you what, if you come up with one I'll actually vote for you next time.

[he won't.]

[iseedeadbees]

Now that I definitely don't believe.

[Time to put the game face back on, complete with a smile that looks way too goddamn confident considering all this awful shit he's just heard.]

Either way, seeing as it is my duty to ensure the safety of the people of Cybertron, this is most certainly going to the top of my priority list. Is there anyone else on board that I should be concerned about?

[knaval]

Well, yeah. I never registered.

[he snorts.]

Nah. Not really. Just the really big psychopath who will probably rip you in half one.

[iseedeadbees]

Now now, don't be so irresponsible. Every vote is important.

[only if it's for Starscream but shhh.]

I want to say that's a relief, but I'm really not feeling all that relieved at all.

[knaval]

Not really.

[shut up starscream, god.]

Well, I'm feeling alright, actually! I mean, you're high profile! I'm a nobody! When he snaps, I'm not gonna be on his list!