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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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While the rest of the domes aren't exactly cold there's something Aaron's always enjoyed about a campfire. There was something uniquely warming about the golden glow and the flickering flame that made sitting by one all the more rewarding. When Carol has a seat next to him, he's actually tinkering around with polaroid camera he received for Christmas (or at least what he assumes as some sort of celebration of the holiday, compliments of the Sphere). He looks when she has a seat, and the smiles broadly.

"Carol?" And he blinks. "Uh...clues?" He does have darker hair, is wearing boots, and is near a fire...

Edited 2019-01-28 13:16 (UTC)

"Hi, Aaron," she says with a smile and a playful bump of her shoulder to his. "It's this silly game they're playing. There are werewolves out tonight, and those of us in red cloaks have to figure out who they are." She pulls her clues from her pocket and shows them to Aaron. "Actually, you're a pretty good match for these~"

It's nice to see a familiar face and not have to worry about the real monsters.

It's funny. He's never actually heard of this game, but it sounds really fun?? He'd really just been enjoying the atmosphere, but this could be a welcome distraction in itself. He grins at her though, then glances down at her clues.

"Okay. I get I can be hairy, but you really think I'm a werewolf?"

"I dunno what to think. You fit the clues pretty well~" Maybe he's pretending. Or maybe he really isn't the werewolf. Do the werewolves know who they are?

They probably do, and the one thing Aaron isn't is deceptive. "It's a pretty generic description, Carol, and I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not exactly remarkable." Meaning he fully realizes how generic he can appear.

"How long have you been here? It's...good to see people from home."

"I know...I'm gonna have to find some clues or something to narrow it down." She sighs, pulling out her list of names. "Or I could just go down the list..."

She looks back up at his question. "Not long. A day or two, I think. How long have you been here?"

"Process of elimination. So, is there anything the rules that say Red Riding Hood can't have a hand?" Because really, other than fiddling with his camera, he's got nothing going on.

"A couple months, Eric and I showed up the same time."

"Eric's here, too? I heard Rick over the network. Seems we've got a good group here." And knowing that Aaron didn't come alone makes her feel warm inside. "And no, there's no rules about anyone helping us~"

She hands over the list of names. "Any chance you know these people?"

He nods, clearly in agreement. "Yeah. I think, whatever happens, we can handle it."

He looks down at her list, reaching out, eyebrows raised. "Let me take a look...I at least know the names of most of the people here. Are these people werewolves or known not to be?"

"Hm...I believe they're suspects? Your name is the only name I know. And I think some of these are women," she answers. "Every cloak came with a list of six suspects and three hints."

He nods, reading over the list again and then looking around. "Well, Alex would definitely volunteer for this game."

"Alex? Who's that?" Hopefully someone that can help them, at least.

"Oh, Alex Reagan. She was a reporter back home. She's here with us." He smiles though. "She's good people, but I know she's not above a game like this."

"I see. Well, should we go find her?" she asks, all smiles again.

"Why don't we go look for her? She's pretty easy to miss if you don't know what you're looking or." And he chuckles. "Or if she doesn't want to be noticed for, you know, reporter reasons."

"Her M.O. sounds familiar...But you are better at looking for people than I am, so lead the way," she says, standing and gesturing to Aaron to lead on.

"Maybe," he replied with a smile, "though Alex isn't that hard to find. Just listen for the 20 questions and find the coffee." And hoping she was hanging out by a fire, but only searching would reveal the truth of that.

"Where's your pod, by the way? Eric and I are in 301. You should come over sometime. You're not the only one who can make some pretty good food with random ingredients."

She chuckles, already thinking fondly of this Alex.

"I'm in 201. Rick's nearby me. Maybe we could have a family dinner of sorts? It would be nice to just spend time with people I know." A feeling of guilt starts to well up in her chest. She had only been thinking of herself when she'd left Alexandria, but she couldn't allow that to cloud her here. Those feelings needed to be bottled up if they were going to get through this.

She ignores her feelings in favor of looking around the area as they walk.

"A dinner's way better than a welcome party." And if she remembered, they weren't exactly his and Eric's thing. "And I'm sure Eric would love to have both of you."

He doesn't say anything for a moment, because he's not sure how to breach the subject, or how comfortable Carol will be with the news.

"We...can come from different times, did you know that?"

She's about to joke about how Aaron and Eric hadn't been at the welcoming party when Aaron adds that last bit in.

"Different times?" she echoes. "I...Well, what do you mean?" Does he know? Does Rick know?

"I mean Eric remembers us bringing you and the rest of the group to Alexandria, but nothing else. Not about the Wolves. Not about Negan."

He swallows before continuing. "I told him what I remember. Rick's from...my future, too. Maybe yours too."

She may as well come on out with it. "The last thing I remember is leaving Alexandria...Caring about people means having to kill for them. I couldn't do it anymore, so I left." She looks away, ashamed.

"I ran into a few Saviors on the road. I was lucky that Morgan followed me. I remember passing out from blood loss, and I-I woke up here!" She shrugs and smiles at him pitifully.

"If...you were dead, I think Rick would have mentioned it." He'd mentioned Eric, after all. He swallowed that memory and instead turned his attention to what she's said first.

"It does, and...don't like it, either, but if it's not us, then it might not be someone else. Leaving doesn't make you stop caring. It just means you're not there to make sure their hearts keep beating."

"He would have, yes...A-and I know that. I just...I didn't know what else to do! It was all too much." Her voice trembles and she wipes a tear from her eye before it can fall. "What about Daryl? Is he okay?"

"He didn't say." And that's all Aaron knew. "I understand, Carol. I do. I just...would rather have blood on my hands, than-" He paused swallowing. "Loving Eric is both the hardest and most rewarding thing I have ever done. I would gladly stand up to anyone who threatened him, no matter what that meant, and I'd walk away with a clean conscience."