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JANUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

Welcome to Sphere's January 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! A note for current players: this will not be the same as the main February plot so if you're feeling this, come on over here and have fun!

• 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.

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.)

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.

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Rudy Wade | Misfits

[multiple_man]

.BLUE MOON

Rudy held onto a glass of something silver and shimmery as he made his way around the festival. He wasn't so certain about the taste, but it was strong and available, so it was worth at least seeing through.

The crowd around the moonwell drew him in, had him dipping in his free hand to pull out a bit of rice paper, to unfold it and give it a read.

THEY CAN SEE YOU.

Rudy's eyebrows dropped, and his lips pulled into a frown. He looked up and around, first, to see whether anyone was reacting to their own fortune in the same way. When that proved fruitless, he leaned over the shoulder of the nearest person, trying to get a look at the fortune they'd got.

He wasn't trying too hard to be inconspicuous.

.SOMETHING LOST

((ooc: Rudy has a power that allows him to split into two separate people, and the first part of this is him talking to "himself." He'll be phasing back into a single body before your character sees him, but feel free to have them overhear some of the conversation.))

"You really believe the stuff about bein' sent home?"

"It don't really matter what any of us believe, does it? Not with ten million bloody tons of water over our heads."

Rudy was pulling at the door of a locked cabinet, trying to shake or break the lock loose. Other Rudy was looking at a set of dresser drawers like he was worried it might bite him if he went rifling through it.

"Yeah, but — whadda y'think happened to these people? They just vanished into thin air? Maybe they got jettisoned. You remember that nature doc about deep-sea divers? What happens to a body with that many atmospheres of pressure —"

"I don't need your bellyachin' right now. Are you helpin' out, or what?"

Other Rudy pouted, and pulled open the top drawer of the dresser, to reveal a collection of bras and panties.

"...man, I think this was a girl's room."

Both Rudys stopped and looked across the room at one another, but before either of them said anything else, the silence revealed another sound: footsteps coming down the corridor toward the dome. There was a whoosh, something like a rush of wind — and then only one Rudy was standing there, waiting to see who else was coming to look for loot.

Something Lost

[unknownmoirai]

Her steps curved her path through the sphere while light gray blue eyes stared at the ghosts that lingered through the halls. It wasn't that she could truly see anything here but this place had the feeling that it had been lived in. Memories had been created and forgotten but they could still be felt.

She over heard two people arguing and her steps slowed to a stop in front of the room. "Oh." Her eyes swept around the small room before landing back on the man who was standing there. "I thought I heard someone else."

Maybe she'd been wrong.

"Excuse me. Do you mind if I take a look around as well? I will try and stay out of your path."

Something Lost

[multiple_man]

Someone else? Rudy, who'd turned back to the cabinet as soon as he'd noticed the very nonthreatening-looking young woman, didn't even look back as he said, "Nope." Nobody here but him.

He did turn over his shoulder and jam a thumb back toward the dresser when she asked permission to join the looting. "Yeah, knock yourself out. There's a load of lacy shit in there I've practically no use for."

He jiggled the handle on the cabinet a couple more times, then banged on the door with his fist. No use.

"And if you happen t'find a small key — or a crowbar, that'd work..." Now he was looking around for something he might wrench the door open with.

Something Lost

[unknownmoirai]

Her path took her in a circle around the room before looking back at Rudy's attempts to get into the locked cabinet. "I wasn't planning on taking anything." It didn't feel right to disrupt what was here, though practically speaking she could use more clothes.

"Let me help." It was better that she try and pop the lock then let him tear apart the cabinet.

She pulled a small leather wrapped lock picking set from her jacket pocket and rested it on the desk as she grabbed what she needed. She wasn't as good as John was but she'd picked up the basics and after a few moments of testing the weights in the lock, it popped open.

"There." She grabbed her things and quickly stowed them back in her pocket. "I only ask that you try not to make a mess. This was once someone's life." It felt like she was talking to John again and she suspects that her request will go in one ear and out the other.

Something Lost

[multiple_man]

She wasn't here to take anything, but she just happened to be carrying around a lockpicking set... sure. But she was making this a hell of a lot easier for him, so Rudy decided not to question her on it.

"Nancy Drew over here," he quipped when the lock released. "Ta very much." As far as making a mess went... he wasn't ransacking the place yet. Only reaching up to turn the latch on the cabinet door and swing it open.

Inside was what appeared to a sort of shrine. There were dried flowers, and small crystals hanging on chains. In the center was a pillar of rose quartz. There was nothing remarkable about the way it looked, but... Rudy frowned. There was something about it that was drawing his attention.

He picked it up out of the cabinet to give it a closer look. Then he brought it to his nose and gave it a sniff. As if that'd tell him something.

Something Lost

[gristle]

If there was something that Beverly Marsh was good at, it was going out to find things that other people wouldn't. When she'd heard that some of the domes were open for people to take things from, she'd hightailed it over there as fast as she could. The people were nice for the most part here (too nice, too artificial, it creeped Bev out) but she didn't like being given things for free. Now that there was money and she was being given a stipend, she found herself looking for something that she didn't really know what it was.

And a bike. She really wanted a freaking bike.

So, that's what she's out here doing, honestly. Looking for a bike. There's a backpack slung heavy and low on her shoulders, already full of things that she'd plundered, and when she stepped into the occupied dome, the sound of two voices confused her. Following the sound of them because she they sounded unfamiliar, she was surprised to find that the man was alone. The redhead had a deep and suspicious frown affixed to her face when she just asked in a way that was only slightly accusatory. "Who were you talking to?"

Something Lost

[multiple_man]

Rudy had been standing craned slightly to one side to see who was coming. When he saw her, he straightened up again. It was just a kid.

"No one," he shook his head lightly, then amended with a sigh: "Meself." But that wasn't really what she was here for, was it? He waved an index finger across the room at the dresser. "If you're lookin' for clothes, there's loads of girls' things in there."

And he went back to trying to jimmy the lock on the cabinet.

[gristle]

Bev was out of practice with schooling her face here, that much was evident from the way that the flash of disbelief went across it. At least she didn't actually say bullshit aloud. Yet anyway. There was more than a little bit of her that wanted to though, that much was written in the look she gave him and the tightness of posture across her shoulders. And of course in the largess of her eye roll when he told her to go looking for girls clothing.

Like she needed girls clothing here.

With intention, Beverly swung the heavy backpack off her shoulders, and she set it on the ground with a heavy thump before she started to shuffle through it. The shuffling was brief, before she stood up again and opened a pocket knife with a rather satisfying click. "Let me." There's a confidence in her voice, because she's definitely gotten some cabinets open in the other domes with this thing so.

[multiple_man]

Rudy's eyebrows lifted when the knife came out. He couldn't be certain she really knew what she was doing, but seeing as his next play would have been 'find something heavy to smash the cabinet open with,' no harm in letting her have a go. He stepped back away from the door, far enough to let her work — though not so far that he couldn't hover behind her shoulder to watch.

"You came tooled up. Smart."

((ooc: If you'd like to decide what's in the cabinet, feel free! In the thread above, it was a collection of crystals imbued with protection charms, but I didn't necessarily want to repeat that.))

Blue Moon

[lift_together]

It's also a bit hard to see over Eudico's shoulder considering how tall she is, probably approaching seven feet to the top of her mechanical head. As for reactions when she turns her head to look at him, her face obviously shows nothing, but she folds her paper in half hastily before he gets a look.

"What do you want?" she asks, the lights on her 'head' flickering along with her words, voice slightly defensive.

[multiple_man]

"I, uh."

Rudy's eyes are barely being contained inside his head. He'd recognized the person he was trying to peer around was tall, but he had not been expecting the robot face.

He has no space left in his brain to try and bullshit about what he was doing.

"I - I - I was tryin' to read your fortune there." Still staring, he lifts his free hand and points at the re-folded fortune. "Because mine's fuckin' creepy."

[lift_together]

Hey, the shoulders, arms, most of the rest of her looks human enough, just... not the head, chest... and one foot which ends in a set of steel prongs instead of a boot, actually. Even her voice sounds like a perfectly ordinary woman's voice, if slightly tinny from the speakers.

"Oh." she sounds a little surprised, turning her 'head' back towards her own folded paper before quieting her voice. "You too, then? Wasn't sure what to make of it, and figured I was the only one."

[multiple_man]

"It's — it's not normal. Is it?" Neither is talking to a seven-foot-tall half-robot person, Rudy's brain is shouting back at him, but look, he thinks back at himself, NONE of what's going on here is normal in the first place. The fortune is the only part coming off like an actual threat.

"I mean. It does not seem to be in the spirit of the whole festival vibe, does it?"

Blue Moon

[becauseyouhaveto]

Carol can sense someone peeking over her shoulder, but she takes her time reading her message. She'd taken it out to read over it again, wanting to feel that sense of hope well up inside of her.

Find a peaceful place where you can make plans for the future.

"I never did believe in these things. 'Course, I rarely got them. Ed didn't believe in going out to eat," she says sadly. As she slips it into her pocket, she turns around and smiles at the boy she sees. "What did yours say?"

[multiple_man]

See, hers sounds a lot more like what you'd expect from a fortune. That only makes Rudy more concerned. Sure, ones like his were probably just put in there to mess with people, but he can't actually know that, could he?

"Normal things. Nothin' suspicious at all." After all, if they could see him, they probably shouldn't be tipped off that he knew they were watching.

Unless he was getting way ahead of himself here.

"...on the off-chance that there was somethin' concernin' about it, would you think it's just somebody havin' a laugh?"

[becauseyouhaveto]

That certainly sounds suspicious. But she doesn't want him to run off. He seems like a good kid. Plus, she's never met someone from England. She thinks he's from England.

"Hm, probably. This whole celebration seems like it's meant to be fun. There are so many people, and some of them are bound to be paranoid, so I think it's safe to say it's all in good fun," she assures him.

[multiple_man]

"Right. Right. They're probably takin' the piss, aren't they?" Rudy took one more look at his fortune, then looked up at her with a frown.

"...which is a bit cruel. It's callous, is what it is. They've got to already know people are weirded out just bein' here in the first place. Who goes around messin' with people like that? It's not funny."

Network; Audio - OTA

[multiple_man]

So are we all androids now? Or is it cyborgs? I can never keep all that sci-fi jargon straight. Is all this comin' through like I'm actually talkin'?

Antidisestablishmentarianism. Cocks. Bollocks. Massive, flappy fannies. Does this all get recorded somewhere? Have they got a digital vault full of people's thoughts? What if somebody broadcast a song and got it stuck in everyone else's heads?



...not that I would do that. That'd be really — really inconsiderate.

Audio

[unknownmoirai]

Yes, I can hear you.

[There is a brief pause before she continues.]

What does antidisestablishmentarianism mean?

Audio

[multiple_man]

It is... no, let's think through this. It's anti... disestablishmentarianism, meanin' it is against... the disestablishment. It's a double negative, innit? Really they oughta just call it establishmentarianism, only I bet someone wanted to have the longest word in the dictionary. That's why they tacked on the rest.

[unknownmoirai]

So it's for someone who supports an establishment.

[That is a very round about way to come up with a word.]

Why would someone create a word to be the longest in the dictionary? It seems like an awful lot of trouble for a word that sounds rather difficult to spell. [She is ever the curious one.]

Audio

[inthewink]

[The sound of a chuckle can be heard over the network ]

You remind me of a friend of mine.

[multiple_man]

...woah, that is creepy.

Sorry. Just — your laugh sounds like one I swear I kept hearin' in me head once when I was really stoned. I nearly checked meself into the bloody psych ward.

audio un:pnwsalex

[11calls]

Well, I mean you don't really need to use a neural link to get a song in someone's head. All you really need to do is play it. Or a piece of it. It works better if it's not the whole song, which is why some radio stations talk over the beginning or the ending of a song.

[multiple_man]

Well, no, sure, if you're gonna get technical with it. I could stand out in some dome with a boom box over me head and play the openin' riff to Iron Man, but this is so much more future-y, right? And it's actually puttin' the song in your head. The Cranberries - there's another one. [He mind-sings:] Zom-bie, zom-bie... Right? It's a classic.