tdm 14

[hohnkai]

T E S T D R I V E

Survival is the exception "living is an act of courage." THROUGH THE INGRESS The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences 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 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. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a rocky planet. Former crew of the Moira are there to greet you, and it’s a grim message they have to share. The Moira has crashed and is beyond repair, but there’s good news... the destination the crew has been heading towards for over a year? You’re standing on it. But before you get into exploration and survival, it’s best to deal with the effects of coming through a broken Ingress. ☄ slip and trip find your footing fast Coming through the Ingress has left your character with one of three changes - an age slip, a form of body horror, or an extreme weakness. The first, the age slip, will mean that the character is either older or younger and this change can’t be rectified during their first month in game. The second, body horror, comes in the form of an alteration to the character's body due to whatever they were carrying at the time they came through. If they were wearing a watch, it’s now fused to their wrist, clothes are permanent, knifes replace fingers, and many other alterations (anything goes) and it lasts the first month as well. The third, extreme weakness, can be a mental or physical decrease - weaker arms, legs, or the weaker ability to talk or do math. ooc: the choice of change is up to each player and this prompt can be game canon. ☄ introductions aren’t awkward as long as you don’t shake their hand too long A new planet. Physical and mental changes. Talk of a ship that crashed and a Hub that is home to the ‘creators’ of a technology you’ve never heard of. A lot is happening and the best way to sort through it is by getting to know the Moira’s crew. They’ll help you settle in and get you any care you might need, all the while informing you that the group is on its way to the center of the hub. Something that might seem mundane is an absolute necessity for survival. Ask a seasoned space traveling veteran for answers and guidance. ooc: this prompt can be game canon. ☄ dealer's choice just make the right one Characters have the option of coming through an Ingress that is any possible location on this planet. It can be inside a cave, at the top of a rock formation, etc. This means you can have your character have to climb or slide down, have them yelling for help, and have other characters see them and come to their aid. Your character's arrival is completely up to you, and since this is a unique situation that hasn't happened before, go nuts with it! ooc: this prompt can be game canon. 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!

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[shadowblends]

Sehr wunderbar!

[Awww, yeah! Fist-pump for moving and for being an all right kid.] I don't think we will be here for ten hours.

cries

[seekingmyfortune]

[It's hard not to watch the ledge he was just standing on crumble down the side of the cliff, especially when he knows that the only thing saving him from that same fate is the hand gripping his arm. He's aware of how helpless he is in this moment, with his other arm useless and nothing for his feet to step on to give him some grounding. His mind races with questions: what if Rafe drops him? Is there anything he can grab onto if he falls? Why the hell isn't his other arm moving? Why does Rafe look so young?

The adrenaline still courses through him even as Rafe grabs his shirt and pulls him up to safety, and as soon as he's on that ledge, he shifts as far away from the edge of it as he can, rolling onto his back next to the other man as he catches his breath. He laughs, both out of relief and pure joy that he survived that ordeal, before he remembers who the person who just saved him actually is.

Sam sits up at the question, eyeing him cautiously.]

Why, were you hoping the bullet landed somewhere else?

[brokeassgoing]

Probably only five.

[shadowblends]

Ughhh!

[Annnd cue dramatic slumping to the ground.]

[brokeassgoing]

[he nods and groans along

but they're moving a little faster now, noticeably so]

[shadowblends]

[He does seem to notice this.

So, after crawling forward, the tiny blue boy leaps to his feet, tail lashing wildly.] It can't be much longer!

[brokeassgoing]

[its almost...eerie how fast its moving. ever the pessimist:]

Maybe its giving everyone mud butt.

[shadowblends]

[All while he's the optimist and sees nothing wrong with increased movement.]

... what is that?

[alan_1]

[Alan raises an eyebrow at that. If it is some kind of technologically advanced screwdriver (which Alan doubts), he still doesn’t see what good could come from pointing it at Bit.]

Corporate computer server, believe it or not. [ENCOM, specifically, though Alan doubts the company name would have much meaning to someone likely from a different universe.] The Ingress doesn’t really discriminate in who it brings through. Or from where.

[”No!” says Bit cheerily, this time flashing sharp and red from above Alan’s shoulder. Alan casts it an amused glance, seemingly more at ease now that it isn’t having any dubiously glowing implements pointed at it.]

I think he’s supposed to be helping out a program instead of me, but he doesn’t seem too convinced, [he remarks. The Doctor will have to forgive the constant anthropomorphism; you can only spend so long conversing with a bit of sentient data before “it” as an appellative starts to feel rather rude.]

/TWISTS THAT GUILT KNIFE

[sketchycharacter]

[Nate's face twists a little in distress. It doesn't make sense, even to him—he wants to help Sam, and knows that he will. One day. But it still sucks to not be helping him now.]

Yeah, he told me about Alcazar and the debt, and how we're trying to find Avery's treasure to save you.

[Unfortunately, they're not going to be able to do it in space.]

I swear to you, Sam, I would have come for you if I knew you were alive—and I'm gonna help you stay that way whenever we get home. Elena, too, she's here and she knows all about it.

[justice_from_above]

There won't be a camp, shortly. We're striking to leave.

[Or was DVa talking about something else? Fareeha knew there were hunting parties about, but for the meantime had volunteered herself to helping oversee the caravan as it headed out.]

I feel like I've seen you somewhere before ...

[efficacy]

Uh-huh.

[ It's wry and fond, her lips pulling into a smirk even as she tightens her grip and squeezes his hand gently, her thumb stroking up and down along his. ]

That was almost a little charming of you. Whom have you been practicing on?

[ Now she's just giving him a hard time because that's how she rolls. He's still a terrible flirt, for sure, but she knows she never has reason to doubt his devotion to her. ]

[sketchycharacter]

[He can't deny that, and he gives her a sheepish grin.]

Oh, you know, not goddamn thrilled about being in space. Feels the same as you probably do, just louder.

[He raises his hands in a what-can-you-do gesture and lets them drop.]

It is completely crazy. But I'd rather face crazy with friends than alone.

[sketchycharacter]

[Nate just lets out a small snort. Yeah, there's plenty they don't have, but Varric probably doesn't want to hear his complaints.

Man. The book really is accurate? He's going to have to confer with Tony later. This could change everything.]

She remembers some of it, probably? I'm not sure at what point in your book she gets space kidnapped—you left that part out.

[Not that it's his fault, since the Ingress apparently pulls people through seamlessly.]

But not all of it. That's why she entrusted me with one of the copies she got.

[sketchycharacter]

Not exclusive enough. We have to make people with they were cool enough to join.

[Nate has never been cool a day in his life.]

[neverheardofhim]

My mistake. [These were the kinds of conversations he preferred having with a mug of ale or a glass of wine in his hand. Plenty of time to mull over his thoughts and hide his expressions behind a cup. It was his best tactic in Wicked Grace.]

[But with nothing to hide behind, Nathan would have a full-view of Varric's troubled expression. There was nothing written about the space-kidnapping because she wasn't kidnapped. Maybe if she had been, it would have been a better ending.]

Well. No use trying to teach her from that blighted thing. Half the shit is wrong or completely obliterated by now. [His lips pressed into a fine line, while his fingers clenched at the fabric of his sleeves.] Anything else you find might be better off kept under wraps. It... doesn't end too well for her, kid.

[longdozen]

he lifts his screwdriver to his face... and studies it, as if reading something written on it. then the device disappears back into his jacket pocket.

don't worry, Alan; not as though the Doctor can judge. he once spent several centuries with a severed robot head for company, after all. ]

Fascinating. Binary digit made manifest, plucked straight from the machine. [ he's looking at Bit now. ] How thoughtful of the Ingress, to provide you a little pal. [ points at it ] Keep up the good work.

[ and back to Alan: ] Tell me more about this indiscriminate teleport you've got nicking people across universes.

Natasha Romanoff | Marvel Cinematic Universe

[krasnayapautina]

ooc; feel free to reply in prose or brackets - I'll match whatever!

{ ☄ introductions aren't awkward }

For better or worse, Natasha has been a lot of places, seen a lot of things, and done a lot of shit in her thirty-two years of life thus far, but being in a place like this is new to her -- and that's saying something. Actually, it's probably saying a lot of somethings, if she's honest. She doesn't let whatever wary thoughts she may have about this current situation show publicly, however (a life of being trained as a spy will make damn sure of being able to hide things well), and puts on a facade of being perfectly at ease and calm. No one would ever guess that there's anything else under that look -- well, probably no one.

So, when she sees someone -- an unfamiliar face -- nearby, she stops and turns her attention to them and asks casually, and calmly: "So. tell me, what's the most interesting thing you've experienced here so far?" Interesting can be interpreted however they wish. She'd like to know what she's in for, and what better way to get that than from talking to people here? Sooner rather than later, she hopes to find a notebook to write all of what she learns down, just to have a paper copy of the gathered information. Backups never hurt. Her backups probably have backups to their backups. Or something along those lines. (#spylife.)

If she sees a familiar face, her question or words may vary, depending on who the face in question is, but her approach of them will likely start with a very slight half smile, a nod of recognition, and a "Hello".

{ ☄ dealer's choice }

[go crazy!]

[wellbredbitch]

Emma is an unfamiliar face to Natasha, but Natasha is not unfamiliar to Emma. At first the blonde things Nat is talking to someone else. Then she realizes that she probably looks very different from her adult self. Emma frowns and mulls over her answer to Nat's question. "I woke up in a body much younger than the one I had back home. I haven't seen a mirror yet, but I'm pretty sure it's a younger version of my body. Which is weirder than if it weren't. Yourself?"

Information is useful, and if that means playing nice with a member of SHIELD so be it.

Percival Graves l Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them l New Player

[orginal_graves]

☄ slip and trip

The Ingress spits Percival out onto a hill looking deeply worse for wear. This is a man who has been through hell and then some. He stumbles forward hands out and just manages to stop himself from falling down the hill itself.

He is rumpled, unshaven and bleary eyed as he looks around confused and more than a little annoyed. This must be a joke of Gellet Grindlewald's.. it couldn't be real. He moved slowly down the hill almost falling a few more times before he reached the bottom. Once there he opened his mouth to call out. "Hello," he called in a voice too soft to be his own. He tried again but the result was the same, a weak whisper that rendered him almost but not completely mute.

But Percival Graves was not a man given to despair or anger. He simply walked forward and started looking for help. He needed to get home..his world and his time were on the brink of war and he was needed.


☄ introductions aren’t awkward

[Percival was currently resting on the ground writing in a small leather bound notebook and watching people go by with a serious expression. This world of space ships and computers was alien to the handsome mute wizard, but he wasn't the most powerful auror of his age for nothing. He knew how to people watch and pick out allies once he'd managed to read the people well enough. He might not be able to communicate well but he can still communicate if someone is willing to try.]

☄ dealer's choice

[You name it I'll do it, just tag me!]

[krasnayapautina]

Well, that is interesting. "Oh, wow." A bit of surprise in her tone. "I wonder if that happens often." More a side comment than a question. "But, as for me, I think being here to begin with. I can't say I've done this particular routine before, or anything too much like it." She fought aliens once, in New York City, that's about as close as she can claim.

[wellbredbitch]

"You haven't?" That was news to Emma. "I thought this was a standard once a month occurence for- oh." She stops, then just laughs. It's not a happy laugh, it's a hard laugh, a laugh so you don't cry laugh. "We're not from the same universe, despite evidence to the contrary. How unbelievably lucky." Her sarcasm is thick and deep. "You are Natasha Romanoff, correct?"

[knaval]

A red set. Skinnier. Usually has Tony inside it yelling at me about something.

[like... don't kill people! be careful! he tries.]

[knaval]

[definitely nothing... right?

riptide parts his fingers slightly, peering in.]

Oi, I meant for you to calm down. Not, like. I don't know. Set me on fire! What are you doing in there?!

[unaffluent]

[Adam hesitates. He's used to taking care of everything by himself and not relying on anyone even a little but he doesn't even really understand where he is.]

Where am I?