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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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BLUE MOON]

[When Nico woke, he thought maybe he hit his head against that ambulance harder than he thought. But he was quick to realize that he remembered the hospital after... he remembered more than that, but he was quick to focus on the situation at hand.

Some people might call Nico a skeptic, but he prefers to think of himself as a pragmatist. He became a surgeon for a reason, he dealt better in the facts of surgery and less in the bedside manner aspect of being a doctor. Maybe that was why he was drawn to Levi in the first place, someone who complimented his gruffness and made him easier to deal with.

Nico might not admit this out loud, but he was worried about his lover, more than he probably should have been knowing Levi. He stepped into the Blue Moon party, looking around. The pang of hunger he felt, pushed him to the food tables, where he feasted on the various offerings.]

NETWORK

audio; un.nico

Hello?

[He is pressing the golden badge behind his ear, wondering what the hell he was doing.]

I was told that I could use this to communicate, but I'm not sure if it's true, or if this is some big joke on the new guy.

Can anyone tell me what this place is?

[He waited for an answer. ]

Edited 2019-01-21 02:25 (UTC)

Levi initially felt pretty sure that he was in a dream of some sort. It was definitely the sort of weird nerdy thing that his brain might manage to conjure up. But, the longer it went on the more real it started to feel -- if not still really, really surreal. But he ended up at the festivities too and that's where he saw Nico and well if this was real at least Nico was there too.

He finished eating the moonpie that was in his hand and then went over to catch Nico, touching his shoulder as he came up from behind him.

"This isn't some shared delusion, right?"

( A. something that was lost can be found )

It's perhaps out of habit that Rick makes his way to the domes that had been discovered when he had heard the mentions of them. He was careful as he explored, in search of things that could be useful.

Weapons. Gear. Information.

If someone came upon him suddenly they're likely going to find a small revolver pointed at their direction until he accesses they're not a threat. Because, no, he doesn't really trust most people here.

( B. Network - audio )

Who exactly is really in charge here?

[ None of what he's hearing sounds legit to him. ]

( C. Wildcard )

[ Will match styles, open to any other scenarios too if you want to throw something random at me. ]

[Jagger isn't usually someone who goes snooping around someone's personal effects unless he's being paid. He doesn't like touching things when he has no idea what he might psychically pick up from them, and frankly, it just wasn't his stuff. Of course, it's very possible these domes might offer some sort of insight into what's happened in this place over the long haul, which is what's guiding his hands as he makes his way into this particular dome.

It's...not actually the first time someone's pointed a gun at him? And that gloved hands and long sleeves even though the temperature in the domes and comfortable? Not suspicious at all, right? At least he raises his hands to show they're gloved, yes, but empty.]

Is that really fair? We're both looters here, after all.

Nico spun at the sound of the voice, a voice that he didn't know that he needed to hear until that moment. Levi-- somehow Levi always made the world make more sense to Nico, although that hadn't always been the case.

"You're really here?"

"I haven't decided yet," Levi said and dropped his hand away from the taller man's shoulder.

"If I am, this is really, really surreal."

It's not a joke.

But saying 'what' this place is... that's a lot harder and I don't think I really understand it enough to explain to anyone.

[ It's really a reflexive instinct at this point and he's slow to lower the weapon, though he does slightly before a few seconds later lowering it completely and tucking it away. ]

Whoever used to be here is long gone now. [ And he hasn't found anything useful, yet, anyway. ]

Old habits die hard, and when word comes that there were supplies to be had? Possibly incredibly useful ones? Well, Jesus wasn't one to kick that opportunity down. It seems he's not the only one with the same idea, though it is a surprise to see a familiar face doing a very familiar thing.

Jesus raises his arms to show he's unarmed, but he's smiling.

"I hope this won't be another competition for supplies?"

Looting an abandoned place is still looting.

[His tone is more relaxed now that the weapon is away, but he lowers his hands as well. He also doesn't sound like he's judging Rick in any way. He's here too, after all.]

Found anything?

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.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.

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."

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.

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.

Light blue gray eyes blink as they stare at the end of a gun.

"Is this how you greet everyone you meet?" Her voice was even, smooth and sweet. She wasn't afraid of guns but she really didn't like guns. It hurt when you got shot and, more often than not, they were an inconvenience that got innocent people hurt or killed.

She honestly didn't like most weapons for that reason.

"I don't mean to interrupt you. I was taking a look around."

Hello.

[The voice that replies back is smooth, sweet and undeniably feminine.]

This is a communicator and I'm still getting used to it myself but it works very well.

I can't tell you what this place is for but what it is, is a series of spherical structures that have been submerged beneath the water with a self sustaining system.

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?"

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.

"I'm sorry. I don't know who that is." She'd only been living on Earth for about six years and none of that involved reading books or watching TV. There were very few references that she understood but the lock picking set was very dear to her... even if she disliked stealing.

Her brow furrowed as she eyed the little shrine.

"What is it?"

"What haven't you decided?" Nico asked, looking put out at the loss of contact, but as he looked around, understood that discretion was the better part of valor, but he still missed the contact.

"If you're not really here, Lev, then I have bigger problems and probably need a CT. Are you okay?" His face morphing into a look of concern, his eyes sizing Levi up subtly.

I can hope.

How long have you been here...?

[ He left the question because he liked to know who he was talking to. ]

I'm Nico, by the way.

I noticed the structures, but under water?

So what if the system breaks we all drown?

That's right.

I'm not sure. I haven't gotten a lot of answers myself. How we were brought here without our knowledge is still a little bit of a mystery to me.

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.

Rudy straightened up and frowned down at the pillar for another second.

"Well." He weighed the pillar in his hand, glanced over at her. "It does not smell like a fanny, so. It's probably not a dildo."

He leaned over and peered into the cabinet along with her. A few of the crystals on chains were giving off the same sort of energy as the larger one. Rudy reached in and plucked out one of the chains, let it dangle from his finger as he drew it out of the cabinet.

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