( 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

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh my god. I don't care. Caboose. Caboose, shut up. Caboose shut the fuck up. For the love of god will you be quiet.

[He will interject all this and more as he grows more and more irritated at the endless list. Oh god, please let there be someone else living here. He can't stand the idea of Caboose trying to live on his own. Somehow the place doesn't appear to be on fire, so, y'know, that's already a pleasant surprise.]

Okay, look, I'm only gonna be nice to you because you're on my team. We are going to calmly go to the store and quietly get you some easy microwaveables. And, like, a holy fuckton of ramen. You'll eat like a true college student, and that'll at least be better for you than god damn cookies.