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Sphere Mods ([personal profile] sphererpmod) wrote in [community profile] spherememing2019-03-21 10:34 pm

March/April TDM

MARCH/APRIL TEST DRIVE MEME
Welcome to Sphere's March/April Test Drive meme! This is a great place to get a feel for the game and how your characters might fit in here. Explore the setting, and get your samples and some starting CR all at the same time!
  • Applications and Reserves are always open!
  • Threads on the TDM are considered game canon if both parties agree to it!
  • Threads on the TDM may be considered for Activity Check if need be!

Spring has Sprung
So everything that’s happened, it’s just all water under the bridge right? I mean some people were infected and Annie had spread the rumors about the new people like spores but it’s all good now right? And the best way to get back into that? A good old fashioned party!

Even though the Sphere itself normally wouldn’t have seasons, according to the people here? It’s definitely spring! Spring has sprung and the apple, cherry and almond trees in the agricultural dome have burst into bloom! The blooms together give off a heady fragrance and the colors are only added to by the addition of pink, white, yellow and pastel green ribbons tied around their branches. At night, the blooms are highlighted by fairy lights, and the lights in the dome themselves have been transformed into star systems that the Sphere has dredged up from the files of people’s home worlds. No, it’s not enough to get people home but it’s definitely lovely isn’t it?

Scattered here and there in clearings are performers, each one of a different type. There’s a violinist, a pair of dancers, a storyteller, a magician and a juggler all giving shows as people stumble into their darkened corners of the domes. Each performance is an EVENT to them, and depending on the people involved, it can be intimate and romantic, or just a little bonkers. The shows are lit by fires that spark when people enter, and when they move on past, the lights dim and go out to create a personal atmosphere for people. It’s all about ambiance.

In the center of the trees, either day or night, there’s food going on. It’s a bit like a cross between a garden party and a tea provided by the Mad Hatter. Smaller tables lit with candles are the normal, having seating for two or four at their linen-covered circles. There’s a tea service on each one, filled with food that silent servers are bringing out in spades. The pastel themes from the trees themselves are in evidence here, with nearly every food being white, yellow, pink, pale purple and pastel green. There’s cucumber, egg salad, and cream cheese sandwiches cut into dainty crustless pieces, there’s small cakes and petit fours, decorated flower cookies and scones and other kinds of things covered in fondant. There’s white chocolate trifles and white berries and fruit.

But there’s also weirder things. There’s some kind of mousse that’s on the sandwich level but that definitely is an interesting shade of purple, isn’t it? And there’s something that looks a bit like a chicken pop, but is definitely green. That’s totally fine, I’m sure. It’s not like anything that shade could be absurdly spicy or anything like that. There are other pastel dishes that are difficult to identify so it all comes down to one thing: are you adventurous or not.

As for the tea itself, there’s a variety of it as well. Normal black teas with milk and sugar or honey and lemon, some varieties of green including jasmine, but there are more wild ones as well. There’s definitely one that shifts from blue to purple with the addition of lemon, which the servers take great delight in showing people. There’s also wine in white and rose, and sangria with a variety of spring fruits in it. All of these drinks are in abundance and free-flowing, and there does not seem to be an end in sight.

Oh aren't you a good egg?
Various times during the day during the Spring festival, there’s fun and games happening too. The people throwing the party have also announced an egg hunt that’s not only open to the younger members of the community (though that probably was the first reasons for it, but they’ve opened it up now) but to everyone who wishes to participate. The eggs are scattered high and low in the orchard, hidden in trees and the ground and anywhere else someone can think to hide an egg.

The eggs are in the same pastel shades, but they’re not actually eggs. Having real eggs on this scale might be difficult given how there’s not actually any animals here at all. Instead, the eggs are a shimmering and hollow plastic, and they are filled with things. There’s handmade chocolates, and small toys, there’s string friendship bracelets, and more expensive silver ones too, and charms to go along with them. Some of the eggs have riddles or sayings inside, not quite like a fortune cookie, but intended to make people smile.

The locals are living for this, so there’s actually a fair amount of competition for the eggs, and people hem and haw and fight over them but in a good natured sort of way. People will climb trees or dart in to steal eggs right under the nose of other people. If called on it, people will point that it’s in good fun and hand them over. Especially if the person appears angry at them.

A good old fashioned barn (school) raising!
So, the (remaining) members of the Council have decided that one of the best things that they could do in order to foster the Community spirit is to have a school raising in the rec dome. The school formerly had been occupied in one of the rooms in the community center, but given that there are enough both children and adults who have interest in it, they’ve decided to give it it’s own generous space. But there’s a catch: the people need to build it themselves.

The school house isn’t quite a one room building, but it’s small and will be sectioned off into five classrooms, a generalized sort of gym/cafeteria/auditorium sort of thing, and several offices and a larger breakroom for the teacher. All of the materials for both the school house and everything inside of it are provided by the council, and the wood is in large piles just over there. Unfortunately no one seems to be jumping in to be in charge quite yet (did you really think Max would do it?) but maybe that’s your character’s jam. Go nuts.

Like every good building raising, there's a pot luck with foods from all over the multiverse, as well as plenty of water, lemonade and beer. People who aren't helping with the actual building labor will be pressed into service, delivering drinks and food to folks who are. No matter how unwillingly. Max is good at that.

wildcard
This is a good place to test out something like the network or an idea of your own! Remember upon waking in The Sphere, each character is fitted with a small golden circle behind their right ear. This is how they are connected to the network through a neural link. Touch and hold the button to create a broadcast of one of three types:
  1. Audio. Your character thinks audible words onto the network.
  2. Writing: Your character thinks text into the network.
  3. Video. Your character projects a broadcast of a video of themselves onto the network.
Replies are determined by the player. The network needs to be accessed by choice, so character broadcasts are not automatically beamed directly into people’s heads. The Sphere isn’t that rude.

Private messages are allowed by pressing and holding and pressing and holding again as you picture the person in your mind. This can be an image or a name, err more on the side of things being more accessible than less.

photo inspiration

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Donna Sheridan (young) - Mamma Mia 2

[personal profile] makesomememories 2019-03-22 12:51 pm (UTC)(link)
(Taken from before she potentially has a daughter.)

Spring has sprung; Event

"I didn't expect an adventure exactly like this." Donna mused as she stepped through the gardens and the flickering fireflies. She'd already freaked out and having gotten that out of her system, she was off to explore. This wasn't Calicary. In fact, it wasn’t like anywhere she’d ever seen before. It was magical.

Maybe she'd really found the edge of the earth?

Music reached her ears and she laughed as she ran forward. The sight in front of her was of a small band with a man singing a captivating song to a small intimate audience. There was food and it gave the whole place an outside bar kind of feel. It was exciting and Donna couldn’t help herself, she had to join in.

"Hey! How do you get to perform out here?" She asked in between songs, her eyes bright and her smile eager. "Because I’d love to sing here." Singing was what she did and it didn't matter where she was. The man performing handed over the mic and Donna smiled as she turned to face the crowd. She'd never done anything exactly like this before but she began to sing, her song starting slow and building as it continued into something as intimate as the song she'd heard when she first walked up to the show.


Wild card; Accidental Video
un; Donna & the Dynamo's

This can't be happening.

[The voice is skeptical and caught between panic and an aweing disbelief. The view of the video is through her eyes as she attempts to get her bearings. She's used to traveling but nothing like this. It's only after stepping out towards the larger dome that she sees the water that's surrounding her new residence.]

Oh my god. [She continues forward, strands of blonde curls falling in front of the view before she pushes them out of the way.] No freaking way.

[It's hard to believe what she's seeing.]

I think I need to wake up… or a drink.


ooc: hit me up with anything else too! (>-.-)>-------()_)
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Tulip O'Hare (AMC Preacher)

[personal profile] boo_berry 2019-03-22 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[When she's shot by Featherstone in the S2 finale so pre Angelville.]

[Spring Has Sprung]

Sure she may have just been shot but dangle free booze and you have a very nosy Tulip O'Hare. Sure it may not be whiskey or beer but the booze is not bad as she snags another while passing by a tray. But the sound pulls her in, it reminds her of an Irish fiddle, in the process making her miss Cassidy. So she hops onto what she hopes is a bar stool and nurses her drink, snagging another at some point. "But where can a girl slip out for a smoke?" knowing her most recent pack is in her jacket pocket.

---

{Audio]

Un: UnholyOHare

Where can a girl get some smokes or a decent bottle of whiskey? Because let's be real, landing here after being shot, not my day.

And do the names Jesse Custer or Cassidy mean anything? One badass preacher and one Irish vampire with enough ink to stock a small army.
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Wild Card

Have Tulip will travel!
Edited 2019-03-22 15:22 (UTC)
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NARRATOR (Dr. Edwin Wright) - H.P. LOVECRAFT’S RE-ANIMATOR

[personal profile] irresponsiblysound 2019-03-22 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)

Oh aren't you a good egg?

The young doctor picked up a brightly colored plastic egg with a curious eye. Of course, he knew the traditions of spring and the common practice of painting eggs. The tradition had first arrived in the United States in the 1700's and it had persisted since then, rooting itself in the Catholic spring traditions. The odd part was the smooth hard material that the egg was made of.

He had heard of the concept of plastic; however, it had been recently invented by a man named Leo Hendrik Baekeland. It was not being produced on a massive scale yet and the process surly wouldn't be wasted on something as silly as an Easter Egg.

He was ready to slide the curious thing into his pocket, not even bothering to see if it could be opened, when a younger resident of the domes snatched it out of his palm. Edwin made no motion to get it back but he did raise a curious eyebrow at the young person. That was hardly a way to act.


Network Audio; un: Dr. Wright

[His arrival is met with a quick line of questions that include a detailed description of the intricacies and function of the network that keeps those in the sphere connected. It's somehow linked to the neuro systems of the brain which Edwin had never thought possible. It's interesting and for the first time since awaking to the Sphere, he wishes that his partner and friend had arrived with him.

This was going to be a common thought for the young doctor.

He tests the functions of the communication before using the audio to send out a brief message. His voice is deep, velvety, and as polished as it ought to be.]


Good evening,
To those who are inclined to listen, I am Dr. Edwin Wright, a recent graduate from Miskatonic University, Arkham Massachusetts.

I am calling to inquire about the state of events as well as the location of a man named Dr. Herbert West.

Please to get back to me with any information pertaining to the aforementioned topics.
Thank you,


Wildcard

[ooc: Edwin is from the early 1900's. So feel free to find him inspecting nearly everything and looking confused in the process. Also, medical procedures in that time period were not okay. They come with their own content warning so if you would prefer not to hear all of the sexist, sexual, gory and ridiculous details then… don't ask him. I've done some research and it's weird and there it's way a way around it if he's directly asked about his methods as a doctor. Otherwise I will breeze around the subject as to not make people uncomfortable. I am still polishing his journal so I do not have the needed content warning on his journal yet. Please pm me if you have any questions or are uncertain about anything.]

Edited 2019-03-22 16:36 (UTC)
irresponsiblysound: (Glasses.)

un; Dr. Edwin Wright

[personal profile] irresponsiblysound 2019-03-24 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[His voice is smooth and its notes warm as he speaks through the mental link.]

If you'll excuse my informality miss. [She hadn't introduced herself.] My name is Dr. Edwin Wright. I have only recently arrived and I have no knowledge of the two men you had mentioned but I was wondering if you could humor me and elaborate on the term vampire. Surely you can't mean anything like The Feast of Blood by James Malcolm Rymer?

[It's hardly reading for a young woman and while Edwin has seen such Penny Dreadful's, he doesn't make a habit of reading them. Not when his work boarded on the impossible detailed in many of those stories.]
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Natasha Romanoff - MCU (Drift Fleet CRAU)

[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-03-24 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
SPRING HAS SPRUNG

Feet on the ground, Natasha's first priority is to get her bearings, figure out what's going on. She's got the standard explanations, and all things considered, it's not the weirdest thing she's heard in the past couple of years, but that doesn't mean she trusts it. Even if she were the trusting type, she'd want to see for herself.

Her first move is to take a stroll. Hardly seems like spy work, but the best spy work usually doesn't. She wanders the domes she has access to, her gaze taking in everything from the blooming trees lit up with fairy lights to the jugglers and street musicians, to the egg hunts. At times, she can be caught drifting just a little. A tired look gets to her as she gazes up at the tiny, twinkling lights or the fake stars.

Eventually, she grows more bold and joins the tea. She might sit by yourself, pouring black tea and watching the people around her with a sly interest. Or if someone else seems like they might be amenable, she'll pull out a chair and invite herself to sit. "Hopefully you weren't expecting someone?"



WILD CARD: NETWORK AUDIO

un; thewidow

[The voice that comes through the network, for anyone checking, is calm and professional. Matter of fact. It would be hard to assign any particular emotional intonation to it, but there is a catch to it, a little roughness that would be hard to call neutral.]

This is Natasha Romanoff. [A pause as she wonders how much that name might mean to others here. There's always a trade off in making herself known, but it's been a while since she could count on anonymity.] Anyone willing to chat—I have questions.
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un: thesoldier

[personal profile] reconstitution 2019-03-24 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There are several things that come to mind upon coming to this place. The first one being 'of course this fucking happened' the second was 'why this again?' Why under water? Space, at the very least, felt open. This? This made his skin crawl. Still, it's good to hear a familiar voice. More than friendly, even, and it makes his heart skip a beat. Still, he knows how to keep things neutral and not seem over-eager. ]

That chat involve coffee, or is this more of an interrogation?
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-03-24 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's not the only one to have that reaction. It's not just the voice, which she knows, but hearing it like that... it's not the Soldier. For a brief moment, she isn't sure how to respond. She doesn't want to get her hopes up.]

That depends on if you remember me.

[All things considered, it's safe enough as an overture, but it asks a lot without asking the actual question.]
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Bucky Barnes- MCU (Drift Fleet CRAU)

[personal profile] reconstitution 2019-03-24 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
a;; A good old fashioned barn raising

[ Being stuck in yet another alternate reality, it doesn't take Bucky long to get a little stir crazy. The easiest way to combat that is to do something with his hands. What better opportunity than building a school. Plus, it'll be something good for the community to have. It's not so much that he's taking charge, it's just that someone has to get the ball rolling, at the best way to do that is to just dive in and do it. With the foundation set, the framework is the next step.

Glancing over his shoulder, he spots someone nearby. ]


How are you with a hammer?

b;; network || un: thesoldier

[ Well, he's getting real tired of having things shoved into his head for the purpose of accessing alternate dimensions. The ability to mentally connect to the network is new, and a bit unnerving. He hates it. Still, it's the perfect opportunity to see if this is the first time for everyone or if this is a bit more involved than that. ]

Has anyone else here experienced places like this one?
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[personal profile] reconstitution 2019-03-24 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Couldn't forget.

[ Which they both know is a lie, but the half-truth says more than he does. ]
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Video

[personal profile] surgicalfield 2019-03-24 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A normal enough looking dude appears in the message that's sent back to her. ]

Are you okay? I know a place to get some coffee.
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-03-24 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
James...? [There’s a little freak of relief on her voice, hope she hadn’t let herself experience before. It’s there, then gone when she speaks again.] Where are you?
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Audio

[personal profile] surgicalfield 2019-03-24 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I haven't really seen any place that sells cigarettes or anything here.

[ Then again, he's never looked. ]

But I've never heard of them either. That sounds like a weird combination. Is it like a real vampire like Anne Rice stuff?
reconstitution: (pic#12510248)

[personal profile] reconstitution 2019-03-24 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His relief is audible as he lets out a sigh. ]

Dome 306.
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[personal profile] surgicalfield 2019-03-24 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're really into this, huh?" Levi said and it's not the first egg that he'd seen snatched and he's very much tempted to get in on the fun. He'd seen the man start to pocket the egg before opening it and he reaches to take another one.

"You know they open though?" He queried.
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-03-24 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I’ll be there in ten minutes.

[There’s so much more to say, and none of it she wouldn’t rather say in person. Nothing that can’t wait until she can confirm with her own eyes that he’s here.]
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[personal profile] surgicalfield 2019-03-24 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Levi always tends to look rather like a puppy dog ready for attention so he offers a bright smile when Natasha sits by him and he lifts the tea he'd been drinking as he greets her.

"No, no one anytime soon," Levi said with a smile. Nico was busy at the moment and he's free and eager to get to know some more people since it appears he's going to be here a while after all.
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[personal profile] surgicalfield 2019-03-24 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
What does that even mean?
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[personal profile] reconstitution 2019-03-24 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Not going anywhere.

[ He doesn't, but it feels like by the time she actually gets there, he's worn a path into the carpet from his pacing. He's not a nervous man, but with this? With her? He can't help but be a bit wary. What if he's not who she thinks he is? What if--

Stop it, Barnes.

When she gets there, he can't even help himself. As soon as the door opens and she's through, he envelops her in a goddamn hug. ]
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[personal profile] reconstitution 2019-03-24 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
..Exactly what it sounds like. Other realities that steal you from your own and throw some bullshit into your head.
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Spring Has Sprung

[personal profile] ubbe 2019-03-24 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Ubbe himself didn't have very many complaints about the alcohol here. It's not like what they have at home but it's not bad in comparison either. That's 8th century taste buds for you and all. He glanced over at the woman who posed question and his brows furrow, perplexed by the question.

"A smoke?"
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audio; un: grimes

[personal profile] redhandle 2019-03-24 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Nice to meet you, in a matter of speaking, Miss Romanoff. I'm Rick Grimes. I can try and answer what questions you have.
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[personal profile] redhandle 2019-03-24 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
I've pretty decent with one.

[ He hadn't always been, not as good as he'd had to become anyway. Now he could use a hammer to build and to kill so he's probably being a bit modest here. ]

What are you needin'?
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[personal profile] reconstitution 2019-03-24 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Bucky nods, positioning the two beams of wood together to make one of the exterior walls. ]

Use one of those brackets and nail these beams together while I hold them in place?
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Agustìn Pérez | Original

[personal profile] richidiot 2019-03-24 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)

( A. Spring Has Sprung )


cw: drug use mentions

Agustin is pretty sure he's on an acid trip gone awry or something. He wanders around from area to area. What's weird is he's pretty sure even on drugs that his brain is not this imaginative to create some fucking whole other type of world like this and yet here it was and here he was.

He finally makes his way to the weird tea party that's going on and drops down at one of the tables, glancing around. How the hell wasn't there anyone around that he knew? Did he imagine a whole lot of new people too? Apparently so!

"Whatever bro," he mutters and he starts focusing on stuffing his face and well he might as well try the tea, right?

( B. Network )



text; un: fxxxit

wtf kind of acid am I on right now? this is fckin crazy

( C. Wildcard )



[ I'll match tenses and styles! Feel free to hit me with your best shot for something different. ]
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audio: marshes

[personal profile] gristle 2019-03-24 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
It's really hard to get them to give you smokes here. I had to quit.

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