( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 6

[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. Toss in the odd memory blanks and the everpresent logo of Bifrons incorporated and it's enough to make someone paranoid.

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. You know the story of Noah? No? Now you're living it.  Sealed portions of the districts are overfilling with water, flooding streets, fields, and select city blocks. Do you climb up to get to safety, shut off the water, or find a way to break down the barrier to the next sector over? 

3. Genetic Altering. What it says on the tin. Except...it's not quite gone right, has it? Are you supposed to spit acid when you hiccup?  Are your insides acid resistant? No? Oh dear.  Warped experiments gone wrong, your augmentation has twisted around on you for horrific or hilarious results.

4. Memory Glitch. No one knows your face. You don't exist on the network. In fact...you're not all that certain you are who you think you are anyway. Haven't you always lived here?  

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. Outside the Dome You're out and about without an armed escort, suited up against the atmosphere and dysthropes.  It's supposed to be a green sector in this run down shell of what used to be a suburb, right? Nothing could possibly go wrong

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

Comments

[templariffic]

The very thought of someone going in and doing such a thing to his body was a violation like none he'd ever experienced in his life. He'd even experienced the taint, so that spoke a lot. Kallian's touch grounded him, however, and dragged him out of that feeling of violation as he followed her grasp together toward the room she'd awakened in. They were all quite similar in build, nothing earthen or... or brick about this place. All strong metals and odd hollows, laid out too precisely to be built over time.

He didn't like it, it was too precise, and he didn't even have his worry token to distract him. "But how could a Blight extend so... far?" and how could they, two Grey Wardens, be expected to combat such a large threat? Surely, he had felt overwhelmed when thinking to save Ferelden, but this place as well? "Well, I... I suppose since we're here, we have little choice." the floor was cold on his feet, clean and immaculate... did people travel here? "Those creatures we both saw, then? They're human-like, but deformed. A mixture of Darkspawn and something else I don't know what. Did you see it too?"

[havardr]

"We aren't the only ones. Network allows us to speak with the others who have found themselves here. They said this Blight lives in the air, changing whomever breathes it into one of those..." She struggled to find the word. "They called them dysthropes. I don't know the difference between that and darkspawn, and their explanation involved a lot of language that was foreign to me."

Her room, at least, had an empty pack, enough to gather up the various things scattered around. She could look through them later. After a moment she stopped and glanced at him. "It looks strange on your face. I haven't quite figured out how to turn them on; they said it was easy but."

[templariffic]

"You can breathe the bloody taint?" that stopped him in his tracks, sent shivers down his spine. Normally ingesting the blood, living in an area too close to darkspawn activity and eating off the land would drive people to that sort of madness and transformation... "Maker, that-- that's bad."

He lifted Network off his face, squinting at the slight distortion to his vision he was left with until it righted itself. "They turn on? What, like a control rod or something? Maybe we have to say the proper command?"

[havardr]

"They've closed off the sky somehow. I suppose we'll have to leave the building and see for ourselves."

Kallian made a face and shrugged. "I only know what they told me, which wasn't much and made little sense beyond that. You can tell them to turn on or...look at them in a particular way. I'm not sure why all this magic is necessary."

[templariffic]

"But why would they do that? That doesn't make sense..." She was always so cute when she made her faces, though, and he huffed through his nose, a soft and amused sound. "Look, I suppose we ought to just... go and see it for ourselves."

Make out what they could of the situation, then act as they saw necessary. "I mean, are these Dystrophes... right? Are the Darkspawn? Grey Wardens are qualified to fight many things, but we might have to draw the line there. We've got our own kingdoms to protect."