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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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.Blue Moon.

The Doctor was concerned. She was usually concerned these days, but this was even more. She'd dipped her hands in to collect fortunes again and again, just for fun, for curiosity. All of them been silly, nonsensical really. But then the last one: 'help me.'. No one else seemed to be bothered by it, and maybe she shouldn't be, pranks happened after all. But the words get to her. Gall her. So she's seeking any face that might look distressed or curious or even helpful and presenting the fortune.

"Know anything about this?"

.something that was lost can be found.

The Doctor is rummaging through the cracked and broken spheres. She'll pick up objects and discard them, usually the weapons. Though she makes sure to empty the guns of bullets before she does, pocketing them. But some things that look important, she'll secret into her pockets...which seem to have an incredible depth to them though they don't look it.

Eventually she'll notice she's not alone and smile at the newcomer.

"What is this place? Do you know?"

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Hallo, I'm the Doctor. Oh, this is weird. Kind of tricky. Just a thought and off it goes. Better not think anything dangerous. Or silly. Or something you don't want anyone to know. And definitely don't talk to yourself. That would be bad.

I'm looking for three humans. One is short, one is tall and one is getting on there in years. Well short comparatively speaking. She's only a bit shorter than me but if she met me before she'd be a lot shorter than me. And the tall one would be probably my height if he'd met me before and the old one is not as old as I am...

But to make it simpler, they go by Graham, Ryan and Yaz. Not in that height and/or age order.

Fam? If you can hear me. I'm here. I'm fine. Everything is fine. Nothing horrible has happened at all.

River Song has just arrived in this place, and while she's annoyed that she was quite clearly in the middle of something thank you, she can't deny that this place seems to have some charms within the domed walls. More than that, this place has a mystery, and if there's one thing that River loves dearly, it is in fact a mystery. Oh, she's going to solve it of course, because while people she's spoken to have told her that it's something that they've been working on for over a year now, they clearly didn't have her here to do all of the heavy lifting as it were.

So while enjoying the festival (because really, who would she be if she didn't enjoy something like this?) River is also currently investigating. She's got her back to the woman when she speaks to her, and very quickly, River turns around and looks at the woman and the fortune she's holding. "No, I don't." Blue peers into the woman's face. "Why? Do you?"

It...gives her pause. She hadn't really expected... Of course she'd seen her from behind loads of times, but never from this height and she knew better then to hope when looking at someone with a wild mass of curls.

For a moment she forgets how to breathe, or that breathing is even a thing she needs to do. For a moment she forgets someone might or might not be asking for help. For a moment she feels a few meters taller and longer limbed, as if the past is reaching out for her like a ghost.

A smile slides across her face before she even knows its there.

"Hallo, sweetie." A bigger grin and she waves her hands, fingers wiggling. "Surprise!"

There were a lot of things that River had expected to find in this place: a fair amount of good drink, interesting people, more than her fair share of danger. But what she didn't expect to find was her husband. Or at least someone who just happened to call her 'sweetie.' Thankfully, she's from a point where the idea of the Doctor having a different face isn't as much of a surprise as it otherwise would have been. Had it been before the about to be crashing of the Harmony and Redemption, River's reaction most assuredly have been more violent at someone attempting to fool her with the Doctor again.

River really is quite sick of people attempting to fool her with that trick.

Still, that doesn't make it as easy as all of that for River to accept it, and she just looks to the woman claiming to be the Doctor and goes, "Sweetie?" There's a suspicion in her voice that she can't help, but it's tempered by a yearning softness as well.

She can hear it. "Ah... This is a bit tricky." She wrinkled her nose and scratched the back of her neck. "I don't know when you're from. Don't want to spoil anything. Spoilers, and all." An awkward laugh and then a wince.

"Oh, I thought this would go better. Ehm... to prove it's me I could...tell you where you came from?"

"Well, considering the fact that I'm not bothered by the fact that you have another new face, dear, that really should tell you something." Which obviously places River well at the end of her life. Well, if one doesn't count the library one would assume. She probably wouldn't. "But given that the entirety of a cultist religious order knows about my origin, that's certainly not going to help matters very much."

River is keeping the woman at a distance, even if she's watching her with something definitely akin to interest. Of course what kind of interest is entirely up for debate.

[Okay so there's something about the way that this woman speaks, and it's probably definitely the use of the word 'humans' like that honestly. So, there's curiosity in her voice when she asks:]

Are you the Doctor? Really? Because you were here for a short time a while ago, and you definitely said that you could change your faces.

As for the people, I'm sorry but I'm afraid we don't have anyone by those names here. But if you ask the Sphere, it can tell you more certainly than I can.

Really? [she wrinkles her nose. Not that it can be seen] Sorry, I might have forgot. Or else it hasn't happened yet. What did I look like?

[so she'll know what people expect]

That's fine. Kind of glad they're not here. Would prefer them where I left them. [at least she knew they were safe there]

Is the Sphere some sort of sentient being?

You forgot. We forget when we go home, apparently.

[Alex just sighs because she doesn’t want to forget.]

Um. Dark hair. Blue suit. You were very worried about a woman named Rose then.

And yes. But it’s only communicated directly to us once.

Right. Sorry. That face can be a bit singleminded. [to hear that name still stings a bit but Rose is where she can be taken care of and loved. And, more to the point, age along with the face she loves rather than being left behind]

Sorry, but how can I get answers if it doesn't communicate with us? And when it did, what did it say? What does it want?

[Giving information is kind of what Alex does at this point, so she's gotten good at this.]

Getting answers from it is kind of impossible. We've been working on it for a year, various groups of us. We can try to connect with it telepathically, we can go stand in front of the glass in front of it and yell, we can ask... it never responds back.

The only time it did respond was because there was this mold that had seeped in from the ocean floor and infected it in ways that it couldn't sense until it was too late. The mold used mind control to make people kill several of us who were looking into it, and then the Sphere subverted it so that we didn't end up returning to the right places that we should have when we died.

Sorry. We can't die here. I should have led with that part. [She actually sounds sorry for it.]

But after we got rid of the mold it said that it no longer remembered what it's purpose was, and that it was working on stopping new arrivals from coming and on returning us home. That was eight months ago. Some of us have left, but more people still come.

That's... a lot to take in. Bit curious about the dying part. Sort of a man/butterfly thing. Sort of. If you look at it sideways. Or maybe not like that at all.

Not good with it forgetting either. [she folds her arms and thinks] Maybe it's forgotten how. Or maybe something is broken and it doesn't know it or doesn't know how to tell us to fix it. Maybe it's ill.

That might be one reason I'm here... again. Wouldn't be the first time.

I think the other you thought that it was doing it on purpose, honestly.

[But there's no censure in it, Alex doesn't have a problem with how anyone views things with the Sphere, especially considering you know that whole kidnapping thing that goes along with it..]

But if something happens to use where we normally would die, we just sort of come back in the pods in the domes we woke up in, none worse for the wear. It happened to everyone here recently.

"Hey," April, answers nonchalantly. "I dunno. A place underwater with a bunch of sphere dome places, I guess."

This was not helpful, she knows. But maybe the two of them could figure this out together.

"Observant anyway." She grins. "I'm the Doctor. Hows it going?" She continues to poke about here and there. "You new around here or...?"

'The Doctor?' Doctor of what? Aw, who cares. Maybe 'the Doctor' can give her free foot exams or something.

"Pretty new, yeah," April grumbles, distant as always yet harboring relief that she is meeting someone who has equal inexperience with this place. "I've been here, I dunno, a month. It's just a bunch of creepy orb things and water and... ugh..."

April eyerolls. She eyerolls hard.

"Ugh is right." She tries to scan something with her sonic. Shakes it. Puts it next to her ear a moment then sighs and tucks it back in her pocket. "I cannot get a single read. But sometimes the mystery is better." She taps the side of her nose and shifts a large piece of rubble to find--nothing of interest.

"What specific ugh bothers you about being here? The lighting? The lack of a social life? Creatures that come out in the middle of the night and do unspeakable things?"

What is that thing? A creepy electronic magic wand? Before April can ask about it, the Doctor has whisked it away back into her pocket. Oh well. More of that 'supernatural' stuff she keeps running into in this place. She's gotten used to it. April crosses her arms and shrugs with a scowl.

"I dunno..." Missing her boyfriend. Her dog. Her co-workers. Home. "Sunlight, yeah. It's too dark down here. I like darkness, but not all the time, you know?"

"Yeah, that'll always do you. I always get antsy when I haven't felt fresh air in a while, felt a sun on my face." The twin red suns over a ruined city crowded her mind but she pushed them out and back.

"Hopefully we can figure a way out of this soon. Sorry, what did you say your name was?"

"April Ludgate," she admits dryly. "Whatever. Yeah, maybe if we team up, we can find a way out. I've had no luck so far and it sucks. I don't care how 'nice' it is. It's not home."

"Hallo, April. And no... no it's not." A faint smile as her hearts twist. Her own home... It had been ages since she'd called it that. Ages since she'd ever thought of it as home. But that was where she'd come from. She'd grew up under that wide sky and in fields of gentle red grass. And now...

But not now...

"A wise friend once told me that it's better with two." She drops the piece of rubble she was holding and dusts off her hands. "Anyway, since you've been here longer, care to show me around?"

"I don't know what to show you, but okay. There's a dome over here—" April gestures listlessly to her right. "—that has all the food. It doesn't have any macaroni, which is totally lame."

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February/March Test Drive Meme

The Doctor | Doctor Who

Blue Moon

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Sorry this got caught in my name changing!

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.Something that was lost, blah blah blah, have an obnoxious 21-year-old.

pleasure

Doctor, I am sorry.

rofl she's had worse

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