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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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If there's something that Alex Reagan has gotten used to in the last three years, it's sarcastic and rude and someone in a suit being condescending to her. It's literally been her life for a while now, even if the condescension levels had dropped a fair amount since the two of them had begun dating. Still, it gives her a familiar sort of feeling that causes her to grin, even as she's putting together pieces of things while he's talking.

Piece one: definitely not a human. Humans don't refer to themselves in that way. But what he is is definitely human-shaped, and that tends to narrow the field a bit. Angel is a friend, and she's well an angel so Alex is aware of how celestial forms can be human-looking. But he doesn't strike her as being an angel. Angel herself has a certain way about her, and looking into his dark eyes, Alex is certain that he is older than he looks.

And there's that whole weird blue scanner thing that she has that definitely seems more out of this world and at home among the stuff here than anything back that she would have found in Seattle. For a moment she just considers his name, stepping closer to watch the weird holograph thing. "It almost looks like one of those clocks that projects the numbers on the wall." Nic has one, and Alex registers it to be a hipster thing; she can't help it.

"I'm Alex, Alex Reagan. Just 'The Doctor?" She can't help the question, because honestly, she's never heard of someone just going by their title before. Not even Richard had done it, or Warren or anyone else. Alex considers for a moment with a smile, and she adds the other question that honestly is only half of one. "So, you're not human. You're not a demon, are you?" Because honestly, Alex would really rather not be interacting with a demon if she can avoid it.

Ten also notices there's more buttons underneath to press; and does press them. He can't help himself around buttons. However, they don't seem to do anything or maybe - something is supposed to go in these slots.

"Just The Doctor." A pause; and eyes her with a whut look because color him impressed she figured it out that quickly but why?

"If I were a demon wouldn't I be trying to process you, already?" Those eyes - those eyes are too old for that young face.

"Depends on where you're a demon from, I think." The explanation is overly and purposefully casual, and it comes with a little wave of her hand to go along with it. Since she's been here, Alex has been doing research into all sorts of demons, and so far the demons in her world only possess children. Or her nightmares, there's always her nightmares.

Yeah, she's not going to think about the fact that nightmares come and play here, and that sometime it might be her turn for the Helvation someday.

"But humans don't talk about humans in that way," Alex gestures towards the thing that he's playing with, and of course the scanner that he'd had. "So, I mean if you're trying to be incognito about it then..." Well, he'd failed obviously, but that was beside the point, because as long as the Doctor's not a demon, then she's not judging. At least not yet.

"Not a demon." Ten remarks seriously and not breaking eye contact and then proceeds to slide the strange device off and place that gingerly back in place.

"I'm The Doctor." Which is apparently that is only important thing to know. Don't mind that he's going to wander a bit as he talks - as he's looking for a certain blue box.

"So - tell me Alex, how long have you been here?"

"Okay." It's easier for Alex to assume people aren't a demon when they say that they're not rather than just assuming that they were. That's too complicated and too much emotional work for her. So, he's not a demon and Alex can't help wondering what the hell he is. Because he wasn't forthcoming with it, which means Alex is just all the more bound and determined to figure it out; it's all there in the set of her jaw and the interest for the story in her eyes.

Falling into step with someone who's a foot taller than she is is an easy reflex after so long, and she's looking around as he is at the things that have been left outside the abandoned domes. So many fossils from people who have come here and left, if that's what it is. Eventually, she knows, that some of the things will be either her own or belonged to the people who she called friends now. It's a slightly sobering thought, and gives the entire notion a more ghoulish sort of notion. So, she's glad for the question.

"Almost four months," she explains simply, and then looks around at the piles around them. "So what in particular are we looking for?" Because of course Alex was helping him look now, it was part and parcel of her falling into step with him.

"Four months... On what sort of clock?" Ten continues through the piles upon piles of stuff and to be fair he'd love to finger through everything. So many stories here!

"A blue police box." As he picks up an old looking book, hanging on the end of a pile and finds scientific formulas (that begins to look like a human attempt at time travel) as The Doctor flips through and comes upon a page with a detail description of - the flux capacitator and can't help but grin.

“Standard earth time clock.” She explains.”But it definitely doesn’t match up with the time at which we were taken. It’s like two months later than that for myself and Richard. More than that for us and my friend Simon.” Yes, she’s calling Simon a friend now. Richard could deal.

Not that Alex already called him one too.

“A police blue box. Like. A Tardis?” Okay she can’t help but ask the question with a frown because while she doesn’t have the same sort of appreciation for it as her friend Nic does, but then again her work hasn’t spent her to spend five days in a bigger on the inside cabin either.”

Standard Earth time clock; well if this is truly another universe - he's not expecting time to sync. That would be silly.

It's Tardis that catches Ten off guard- mainly because she didn't seem to know this was face The Doctor and then thinks back quickly to the Elder Wand, Proton Pack and Doctor Brown journal.

It is quite plausible; in terms of math since all of those things exist in their own fictional way in The Doctor's universe - that perhaps that he does as well...

"Yes." Is the reply with a whisper.

Alex just frowns at him for a moment, and she puts her hand gently on his arm. "Hey, it's okay, Doctor." Empathy is Alex's superpower, she's just not sure if it's a good one or one that's kind of terrible, but this man reminds her of Strand so much that she expects that the whisper is a bad thing. A really bad thing. Fortunately, he doesn't remind her of Strand so much that she'd consider him a touch me not; Alex's a toucher and she'd rather be able to do it than not when it looks like someone needs it.

"I only know about TARDIS stuff because my friend Nic was like. Obsessed with them. He got locked inside what he called 'A TARDIS Cabin' in Tanis for five days, before. So I've heard a fair amount of him ranting on what they should be like rather than what the version of TANIS is." Giving him a sad smile she just adds, "besides, even if you could find it? It probably wouldn't work. The Sphere itself kind of controls things like that apparently, so letting us go using something like this would not be a good idea, even if it could actually happen."

"Her." Ten firmly corrects the usage of 'it' that makes his ears winch and where t the hand on the arm was appreciated - he refuses for the time being; having lost both Rose and his Tardis and frankly doesn't need the reminder of how he's not telling himself that he's time blind.

So don't mind that someone trots off in a run.