( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 005.

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THE TEST DRIVE



Like it or not, you've been dragged from your world into the sanctum. It's a pretty nice city, all things considered--sci-fi, high-tech, glamourous.... Except, of course, for the giant dome encircling it, and the threat of glitching, contaminated zombies at your door. Looks like humanity's built itself a fortress that looks suspiciously like a cage, too. 

The object of this meme is to get people familiar with the world of the Sanctum, and to try to see if their characters would fit in a sci-fi utopia such as this. Here are your options:
1. Intro: Waking Up. Make your intro post, folks. You wake up in a strange place, and get a strange transmission to go with it. There's a pair of glasses connected to some sort of communications network, but otherwise not much else in the room with you. What are you going to do? 

2. Environmental Glitching. Why the hell is it so hot inside the dome? Wasn't it just the perfect temperature yesterday? 

3. Genetic Altering. What it says on the tin. Want a go? Want to suffer the side effects? Want to keep someone you love from getting something done?

4. Memory Glitch. Nobody seems to remember you. Literally. Not your housemates, not your coworkers, not your friends. It's like you never existed.

5. Military Training. Everyone's got to start somewhere. You're training the green folks, maybe you're one of the newcomers yourself. Maybe you haven't even touched a gun before in your life. Either way, you'd better start now.

6. Network Glitches. Strange messages are coming through the network, embedded in posts from other users. Beyond anonymous and completely untraceable, these posters claim that Bifrons has changed more about you than you know. It's suggested that you look into past dealings with Kilo to gain better understanding of what you're up against. Do you investigate?

7. Wildcard. Choose your own adventure or create a cocktail from the presented options! The choice is YOURS.

Comments

Michael J. Caboose || Red vs Blue

[churchismybestfriend]

[Other than the occasional road trips to Sidewinder, Caboose had never really experienced snow. It never snowed on the moon back home and god knows the weather never seemed to change in Blood Gulch or Valhalla so to wake up that morning and see the ground covered in a generous layer of white was enough to have him hurriedly tugging his armour on to head out into the cold with an excited whisper of, "Oh boy! Oh boyohboyohboy!"

And then a quick dash back inside with a more chittery mutter of, "It's coldit'scoldit'scold-". This wouldn't be the last time he'd forget that the armour's power was disabled. Still wearing his helmet but with a few layers of much more reasonable and warmer clothing, Caboose was soon back outside and crouched in the nearest large patch of snow.]

It's time to make some friends!

[Yep, he's making snowmen. He's also using socks for mittens since he has no gloves.]

[goddamngrenades]

[ Oh god not the snow again. Once was bad enough. No more snow. Please no more snow. York cracks an eye to peer outside and. Yeah.

Snow.


...and someone in a familiar looking helmet making snowmen just outside the house. How did they get so close? What the hell are they doing on his lawn? York pulls on a coat and gloves to stomp out after him just to see who it is and how they'd gotten this close without tripping anything. ]

What're you up to?

[churchismybestfriend]

[So far Caboose has manage to pack snow up in two slowly growing mounds side by side but whatever it is, it looks like he's aiming for it to be rather large by the end of it. Arms full of snow to be molded Caboose blinks and glances back at the man standing behind him.]

Oh- Hello! I'm ah, I'm just making some friends. Out here. How are you?

[goddamngrenades]

In my lawn.

[ Which has alarms rigged to it. So he can tell when people are trespassing. Like this guy here standing and building snow men in his lawn that they should have detected but didn't. ]

I'm good- how did you get here without tripping the alarms?

[churchismybestfriend]

[Pat pat goes the next clump of snow onto what's looking more and more like legs, at least from the knee down.]

Hm? Oh you know I just came out here because of the snow and ah, there's no one really about so I didn't trip anybody.

[goddamngrenades]

No. Seriously. Alarms. There are alarms that are supposed to go off if anyone comes onto my lawn without, you know, a key.

[ This guy doesn't have a key, does he? ]

How'd you get in here?

[churchismybestfriend]

You mean like fireworks? Oh! Oh yeah, I have a key.

[Kinda. Probably not the key York is thinking of.]

I walked.

[goddamngrenades]

No like sirens.

[ a beat. ]

Where did you walk?

[churchismybestfriend]

So alarms like sirens. Got it.

[Caboose nods seriously.]

Oh I walked right here.

[goddamngrenades]

...how did you not- you. You are some kind of magic.

[churchismybestfriend]

Naaah, I am not magic. I am Caboose!

Re: Michael J. Caboose || Red vs Blue

[skateboardiness]

Duke! Hey! [ Speaking of friends, Theta's puppy has made an uncharacteristic break for it. Excited to see snow again, and plows through one of the partially built snowmen. SNOW IS AWESOME HE AGREES, CABOOSE.

And Theta's not far behind, slowing to a stop further away when he sees Caboose's helmet. He really hopes you're not a bad person but he's a bit shyer still and it's not like he knows about the Reds and Blues yet. Duke'll come back in a bit he doesnt need to give chase near someone he doesn't know wearing a helmet clearly from his side of the multiverse.] Uh, sorry?

[churchismybestfriend]

WAUGH! [Caboose jumps when a puppy comes barreling through one of the lines of snowmen, clasping his helmet in what appears to be shock.]

You just killed Sarge!

[A beat, and then Caboose is crouched down beside the puppy to give it scritches, pets, even a tummy rub if he can.] Oooh you are a good puppy aren't you? What a good puppy!

[Looking up a minute later Caboose waves to Theta with an upbeat tone of voice.]

Aw, that's okay. It's what he would have wanted.

[skateboardiness]

[ Duke is super friendly and after the initial surprise when Caboose yells he notices he's being offered attention and will totally take any and all love. Thats almost as great as the snow!

Theta's not quite as easy with this though. And he's not sure what to make of Caboose yet. But he seems okay so far, and Duke seems okay with him. Hes not coming closer yet, though. ] Uh. At least its easy to rebuild snowmen?

[churchismybestfriend]

Yeah! We can make him even bigger now! [Giving the puppy one last good ear scratch he sits back and starts bundling up snow in his socked hands again when he looks up at Theta.]

Do you wanna make some friends with me? So far I've got- [Pointing from snow man to snow man] - Donut, Doc, Griff, Simmons 'n this one was Sarge and theeen- [Shuffling in the snow Caboose turns around to point at another group of snowmen facing off with the first group.] There's Tucker, Wash, Sheila and Church!

[Church is by far the largest of the snowmen and has a rather frowny face carved into his head, and the letters 'BFF' written in the chest segment.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[No. No. Absofuckinglutely not. Nope! Fuck no! Not here.

And yet, despite his mental protests, internally bitching about how he actually can have a life here, a decent life, that isn't full of getting killed, or fighting for causes he doesn't give a shit about, or Reds and Blues--here he is. Fucking Caboose.

Playing in the fucking snow.

He definitely has not ever, ever missed Caboose in the slightest bit, and if anyone ever gets him to say it, he will hurt them soundly.

Hey, maybe if he just keeps walking, Caboose won't even notice. Like he doesn't notice most things in life. Just keep walking, Church. Don't even make any eye contact (or helmet contact or whatever), just keep--]

What the fuck are you doing here?!

[Impulse control: 1, Church: 0]

[churchismybestfriend]

[Caboose has just about finished making his first snowman. He's just giving it a few finishing touches like some angry eyebrows, a frowny face, and is halfway through writing 'BFF' in the chest segment when he hears that voice.]

That sounded a lot like Church. And not me pretending to be Church saying how much he misses me and what a good friend I am.

[Tilting his head he slowly leans towards the snowman, listening as he whispers.]

Snow-Church? Was that you? ...Are you there?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh my god, you're just as stupid as I remember. [So very much facepalm. So much of it.] Caboose, turn around.

[churchismybestfriend]

Okay!

[Straightening up he turns around and stares at the man standing behind him. It takes him a moment before it clicks at he almost jumps.]

CHURCH! YOU- YOU'RE A REAL BOY AGAIN!

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yes. The power of friendship made me a real boy. Con-fucking-grats.

Have you seriously been playing out in the snow all day? And are those...are those socks on your hands?

[churchismybestfriend]

I KNEW IT! See, this is why we're best friends. I knew you'd come back whenever you finished doing whatever you went off to do.

[Brushing the excess snow off of his sock hands he blinks and looks down at them.]

Wha- oh. Yeaaah. I don't have gloves so I used my socks. I can't feel my fingers.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Whatever I went-- [That could mean a lot of things, not all of which are comfortable. And not all of which he's sure Caboose would understand. How little Church knows. So he'll just push that aside with a shake of his head.]

Okay, y'know, as much as I really don't care if you stay out here and freeze into a solid block of ice, the fact is I haven't seen any other Blues around here but me.

Also, having someone other than Delta who doesn't hate my guts around very occasionally might be nice. [Look, sometimes Tex hates his guts, that's just fact.] You got somewhere to go? Somewhere that's warmer and might have gloves. Somewhere that had for the love of god not be my house.

[churchismybestfriend]

[To be fair, Caboose won't know until the other Church and Carolina get back from their space adventures.]

Yeah, I haven't seen Tucker or Wash around either but...well, I guess they're just not here right now.

[After a few failed attempts to peel the half frozen socks from his fingers he shoves his helmet up enough so he can pull the soggy things off with his teeth. Giving his fingers a quick flex when they're free he glances back at Snow-Church, considers the snow man for a moment and then puts the sock mittens on the end of his stick arms.]

Oh I've got a room thing somewhere around here. It's nice. It's got cookies.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Man, it's gonna suck figuring out about just how much Epsilon really replaced him. But that's for later.]

Your room has cookies? Why does your room get to have cookies? My room didn't have any cookies in it; it was a dump, and Carolina nearly took my head off. Not the warmest of welcomes!

[colorfulapathy]

[Generally, April doesn't like people. They're dumb nuisances that only cause headaches and she tends to make it her goal to cause trouble for them, even if it's in the simplest of ways.

And she should be at work by now. In fact, that's where she's headed, all bundled up in the appropriate winter gear that her closet is full of since the Dome has been having trouble keeping its climate under control lately. Her intentions are there, yet she finds herself pausing when she sees an armored figure playing in the snow.

This could be more fun than going to work.]

Hey... Do you need help with that?