( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 005.

[contagio]

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

[colorfulapathy]

Have any of those people been wizards?

[ecdemomania]

I don't know I didn't ask.

Do wizards usually work for Bifrons?

[colorfulapathy]

When their stupid parents make them, yes.

[ecdemomania]

Parents can be like that.

[colorfulapathy]

So, are you coming to the gate or am I going to have to find you when I fly through the city?

[ecdemomania]

You said you were looking for brides. Those tend to be women.

I'm not a woman, so.

[colorfulapathy]

I'm not ruling anyone out until they've presented themselves for inspection.

[ecdemomania]

There's a lot of gates around here, why not just use the video function?

[colorfulapathy]

Because it's more fun to see in person.

[ecdemomania]

Still haven't said what gate.

Since we're all clearly bored here.

[colorfulapathy]

All of them. There's enough of you in here and I'll be flying by them in an hour.

But I'll be by the north one first.

[ecdemomania]

So lemme get this straight:

I'm supposed to haul ass and stand around in the snow at the barrier in District 1 so you can have something to do?

What happened to coffee? People not do coffee in the future? Fuck.

[colorfulapathy]

Yes. What's the problem?

[ecdemomania]

Coffee > standing in the snow, cold.

[colorfulapathy]

You can bring some by my office.

[ecdemomania]

Yeah all right sure. Where?

[colorfulapathy]

[She likes coffee, so he gets her actual work address. Lucky him.]

I'm at the front desk.

[ecdemomania]

[ It never occurred to him that he might get a runaround. How do one people?

Either way, fifteen, maybe twenty minutes later and there's a guy in a parka and a heavy scarf (he grew up in deserts, sue him) sets a reusable container of black coffee with cinnamon on her desk. ]

Yo.

[colorfulapathy]

[A free cup of coffee is something she can always get behind. She'll just be at her desk, pretending to be reading memos on her datapad or answering very important messages.

When she hears him approaching, she assumes it's another person trying to schedule some meeting and ignores him until she hears the coffee cup hit the top of the desk. She glances up at him then the cup and takes a sip of coffee.]

Hey.

[ecdemomania]

So I'd ask if I'd get you in trouble just hanging out here, but I'm pretty sure you gave up your last fuck long before now. [ He has his own coffee, so he'll just...stand and drink it. ]

Got a name?

[colorfulapathy]

April. [She pushes datapads and other meaningless work related items out of the way so her coffee has plenty of space in its new home on her desk in front of her.]

It's not my fault it's boring here.

[ecdemomania]

Yeah I'm sure. You could always work somewhere else?

[ Siiiiiiiip. ]

John.

[colorfulapathy]

I'd rather not work anywhere.

[Yep, this is some good coffee and she's going to let the silence linger uncomfortably for a moment before saying anything else.]

You live here or something?

[ecdemomania]

Tough shit. Most people gotta work.

[ If it's uncomfortable John doesn't notice. He can do silence. It's easier than the way most people talk. ]

Or something.

[colorfulapathy]

[It tends to be uncomfortable for most people she interacts with. She's leaning forward in her seat, elbows resting on her desk.]

You're one of those weird immune people.