spherememing | February/March Test Drive Meme

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February/March Test Drive Meme

February/March TDM

Welcome to Sphere's February/March 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!

blue moon

So the people within the Sphere City miss the moon. At least, that’s what someone can draw from the fact that as January slips into February, large images of the moon are everywhere. The Full moon, to be more specific. There are silver streamers around the merchant dome, and lights have been modified to have a more silver than golden glow in appearance, even at all hours of the day there. Sure it makes things a bit difficult to see, but that’s not really a problem is it?

At night, several domes have large projections of the moon made against the domes. They’re pictures of the moon in varying states of artistic and scientific values. There's a kind of dreamy music that’s played, and a lot of the locals have silver flowers in their hair. Fire pits are common, and older residents are seated around them, telling tales of the moon and its connection to the waters above them. Some stories tell how it glows and shines or is made of green cheese. They also tell how sometimes there were people in the moon, men or women, gods or goddesses, or animals like rabbits. And some stories tell of how the moon would make people mad, and that’s where the term lunacy comes from.

Oh, and there are a few stories about werewolves too. And about how there walking among the people in the Sphere. Even now.

Food at the festival is based around the moon too, or at least the idea of the moon. There’s mooncake of course, but there’s also moon pies, half moon cheese pies, and pierogi, and various cheese and cracker platters, because the moon is made of green cheese after all. There’s moon-based cocktails, that are blue and silver. And some that are shimmering and shining.

People can draw fortunes from the moonwell, but, they’re silly and nonsensical, and people eat the silvery rice paper after they’re finished with them. A few of them however have more ominous sort of fortunes in them. Things like “help me” or “they’re out to get you” or “they’re coming and you can’t stop them.” People shrug those ones off too though. if someone asks about them.

what big eyes you have

So, there are rumors about werewolves that have been circulating around town, and people seem to be given red cloaks at random. Pretty girls and women are offered them the most, but they are open to anyone. If people put them on, which the surrounding locals will cheer and encourage them to do. Then they tell them that their clue is in their pockets and that they will save the town.

In the pockets is another silver disk with a list of names on it. One of those names is a werewolf. You’re given three clues (something like: ‘wearing a blue sweater’ or ‘bald man’ or ‘at the candy stall’) for each one, and then you either accuse them of being a werewolf or clear them. If you accuse them and you’re correct then you’re given a small vial with glowing stones in it and are told that they were actually pieces of the moon before it was lost. Whatever that means. You may want to hold onto them.

If you accuse them and you’re wrong, the game is over for you for the moment and the cloak is taken away. Each cloak has a different list of six names on it, and the names replenish every time someone gets a new cloak. Why yes, the Sphere is playing a game of werewolf with you. How the game goes entirely up to you, and whether or not your character gets invested or what. NPCs are definitely available for this if need be! Please feel free to go a little nuts with this, and player characters can definitely be one of the suspects if they're up for it.

exploration: something that was lost can be found

It’s big news around Sphere City: some old lost and sealed domes have been found along the edges of town. Not only have they been found, but they’re open! Not only are they open but the stuff inside is there on a first come first serve basis. These old domes show no signs of dust, but there are some personal effects within them, pictures and the like. They definitely belonged to someone who had been pulled into the city at some point within the last seven years.

And they’re definitely worth checking out. One never knows one might find in them. Various varieties of clothing are available, as are books, food items (probably shouldn’t eat them), toys and there may or may not be some magical or important historical things hidden here or there if your character is very lucky. Mod note: Nothing world breaky or living can be found, but small things like potions or jewelry or amulets or small weapons (daggers or guns with a very limited amount of bullets.)

mechanic: memory share

Too see the full updates on how memory shares work, please visit here

Memory shares are experienced over the networked, and beamed directly into the other person's brains as if they are experiencing it themselves.
Shares do not need to be written a certain way, but here is a mod example: Too see the full updates on how memory shares work, please visit Max Tinder memory share.
These memories are things that they are watching through the experience of the person who's memory has already happened. It's like seeing a recording that feels very real. However, there isn't anything that they can personally do within it. These are things that have already happened to the character and are fixed points.
These posts are responded to like a message on the network, and not in the memory itself.

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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:

Audio. Your character thinks audible words onto the network.
Writing: Your character thinks text into the network.
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.

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"Close." Antonio chuckles, eyes lingering for a moment longer on the woman who'd originally capture his attention. "They melted, and became the stars." Gasping, they look around at the domes above their heads, at the stars they cannot see.

"When the moon returned, she was furious. She chased the sun from the sky, and he follows her still to this day, hoping to make up for his mistake, but she will never abide his presence."

The clatter of the children rose at the end of his stories while small arguments broke out between the girls and boys who had listened to his tale.

"If that was me I'd never forgive him."

"But the stars are pretty. Isn't it a good thing they're up there? Their with their mom forever."

"Can the sun see stars?"

"I like the moon even better! She's awesome!"

Inesa smiled at the group who seemed determined to come up with their own theories about the sun, moon and stars that take place at the end of the story. She turned towards Antonio when it seemed that they were all enjoying themselves and spoke. "Thank you for the story. I don't think I've heard that one before but I liked it very much."

He'd heard the chatter of countless children throughout the centuries, and yet it never dulled in his ears. Smiling pleasantly, he looked up to the girl who smelled of warmth and magic.

"You are most welcome. It was a West African folktale. I'm glad you enjoyed it." He patted the seat next to him, inviting. "Have a seat."

"West African? I don't think I've had the chance to visit there but I will try, whenever we return back to Earth." She lifted herself from her seat by the fire and stepped around to take the empty space at his side. Her movements are slow and graceful but without thought or nervousness. Inesa was very comfortable in this space and with the people around her.

"Excuse me. I don't think I had introduced myself. Those here call me Inesa." It wasn't her name exactly but a term of affection that Seregil had granted her.

"You should. What it lacks in physical wealth it makes up for in unique culture." As she approached, the strange scent of her grew and he couldn't help watching her as she moved. There was an ethereal nature to her motions that was both foreign and all too familiar.

"It's a pleasure, Inesa. My name is Antonio."

"And it is a pleasure to meet you Antonio. You seem to be a man of many stories." Her smile widened as she leaned forward to both absorb the pleasant heat of the bonfire and to turn towards Antonio, offering him her full attention.

"I don't think I've seen you around here. I am sure I would have remembered." He was very handsome and had a presence that was different from many of the people who lived in the sphere.

"You would be correct." At least in that she hadn't seen him around before. "I've only just arrived a few days ago." And it's proven already to be a very interesting place.

"Have you yourself been here long?"

"Then please allow me to welcome you. I've been here for... perhaps a year now? It doesn't feel very long." Though time was relative to someone who would live forever. "But it sometimes feels like a lot has happened. This is a very strange place. Even if I think I am used to it now."

She smiled as she tucked a lose strand of hair behind her ear.

"Are you doing alright? I can't do much to help the adjustment but I am happy to do what I can."

He smiles slightly at her explanation, nodding. "Time is a funny thing, short when enjoyed, long with filled with hardship." He rolls his shoulder in a slight shrug, though. "It suggests your time here hasn't been too burdensome."

His smile broadens at her question and looks down slightly. "I put on a brave face, it's true, but I've never experienced anything like this."

"Yes. It can be." Her expression was soft and warm. "It is hard at times. Things here aren't ideal and I can't do what I need while I am here but I have time and I have formed many friendships here." She looked over at Antonio, her long hair falling in silky waves over her shoulder.

"I am grateful for what I have been given and the memories that I hope to carry with me. Both the good and bad."

"Ah. I have traveled between worlds before but my gate's do not work here. Whatever has brought us here is keeping is too." She tugged loosely at the edge of her dress as she shifted the way that she was sitting. "Perhaps I can help in some way? It isn't a comfortable place but it isn't bad. If nothing else I can sing you a soothing song." She hasn't caught on that her music might be magical but she did know that she had the ability to help people relax.

"What is it you need to be doing that is impossible here?" It wasn't an accusatory question, simply curious as he smiled over to her.

His eyebrows rose at her tale. He'd been around for some time, but he'd never had the opportunity himself to travel between worlds. Quite the opposite, really. She was a charming girl, that much was clear, and he smiled to spite himself. "It must be interesting, traveling between worlds. Perhaps you could tell me about one of them?"

"I need to find my sister." Her expression falls slightly but her smile remains spread over her lovely lips. "She is lost and while she too can travel between worlds, she is not in this one, but I have time. Time means very little to us."

They were immortal and Inesa could only hope that when she does find her sister, that enough time has passed for them to bridge the rift that has torn between them.

She looked over at Antonio and smiled. "I would love too. Not all worlds are inhabited. One of my favorites was a world filled with oceans. Most of the creatures who lived there did so under the water. Not like the sphere but were able to breathe water... like fish. I didn't stay there long because I don't swim very well and my sister hadn't traveled there but it was a beautiful world."

"Well, I hope you are able to find your sister in time." He'd met creatures to whom time meant little, but she didn't smell like a faerie or a nymph either.

He smiles at her tale and nods. "It sounds quite striking, to be sure." And dangerous to a vampire, but that wasn't the concern here. "Is that why you've been travelling from world to world? To find your sister?"

"There is time and time may help, in its own way. We all time time away. I just don't want her to get too lost." Her smile was warm and sweet. She wasn't in a rush to find her sister despite her affection. Maria needed time and Angel was finding that she needed time too.

"Yes but she is on Earth now and I imagine that she'll spend some time there. The world... suits her." More so than other places.

"Earth suits her?" Earth suited many people, as varied the places were, but he was curious about what she meant exactly. "How so?"

She gently cupped her hands as if wrapping her fingers around the delicate light emitted by the flickering flames. "Because there is choice. There is good and bad. There are ways to use power and to gain more. She will have everything she wishes for and more. Not all worlds are as flexible or so scattered as Earth."

Inesa looked over at Antonio. "Don't you think so?"

He smiled slightly at the idea, nodding. "I suppose, though I have no other worlds to compare it to."

She smiled at him in return. "Words do make things like that a little tricky. Don't they?" Inesa laughed. "Ah. That's right, we're supposed to talk about stories here aren't we? I think the nights gotten away from us but I've enjoyed speaking to you Antonio. I want to be able to speak like this again."

"It's nice."

It was also nice being close to people without worrying about her sister trying to kill them.

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