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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:

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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Since his own world had ended, Aaron made it his duty to scour the world for others to join their community, and that usually meant finding other useful things along the way. Scavenging had become a part of life on Earth, and Aaron's natural tendency to explore only served to further that end. These new spheres, or old ones rather, seemed ripe for the picking, so it was only natural he found his way here.

Living in a world populated by the dead made one cautious, especially one who had let his guard slip once with tragic consequences. This dome was strange, though, in that it contained actual buildings. Scaling one wouldn't be the first time he'd done so to get a better vantage point, and he did so now, though it was slow. Climbing wasn't something he did often.

Alec wasn't about to make the same mistake twice. This time, when he heard the tell-tale signs of someone climbing the walls, it drew his attention. Alec sat up, rolling his head from shoulder to shoulder to crack out the kinks that came with laying on a hard rooftop, and spotted the man one building to his right, carefully scaling the wall.

One didn't become a nightrunner without having to literally run across rooftops to evade the watch. Alec walked to the opposite edge of his own, and got a running start to leap across to the next roof, then peered over the corner to observe Aaron's slow climb.

"Do you need any help?" Alec called down to him.

To his credit, Aaron made it half-way up on his own, looking up in surprise but not fear when he heard the other man's voice. He laughed at his own predicament, though, knowing he could actually make it on his own if he kept at it. He's a mountain climber, after all, but...well, buildings were different and he was still working on adapting his techniques...or something.

"I would be dumb to turn down an offer."

"Come on, then."

Alec was light on his feet. It spoke of a man who did this manner of climbing and hanging for a living. Nimble, perhaps; he'd never thought of himself quite that way, but after nearly five years, he navigated it adeptly. He dropped down to a sill below the eaves and leaned down to offer Aaron a hand up.

"One last handhold, and you'll be on the roof, my friend. Nearly there!"

Aaron wasn't incapable by any means, but his climbing before the end of the world had been exclusively restricted to mountains or caves, where handholds were common, or one could at least use a pickax to make up the difference. Here? Well, he just wasn't suited to this sort of climbing. Aaron had never been a nimble man, and at over six feet and being solidly built, it was a lot of weight to scale a building with. He gladly took the offered hand.

Breathing slightly heavier than usual once he crested the roof, he took a moment to rest against the end to catch his breath. "Thanks. I'm...Aaron, by the way."