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( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 6
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.
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We're the only ones from home. I'll keep you safe here, don't worry.
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[Especially if they were the only ones here. It changed things, made for a whole new set of rules.]
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[She knows Prim will anyway, but she's the older sister. This has been her job ever since their father died. She squeezes the young girl closer and can't help glancing down every so often. Prim's here, she's really here.]
http://media1.giphy.com/media/Y2qPKAVn2qLeM/200_s.gif <3
What's the food like here?
WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE
She tries to manage a small smile as she tucks a loose strand of hair behind Prim's ear.] I can make you whatever you want, little duck.
I WISH I KNEW
Brown orbs look up, curious.]
Is there bread?
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Yeah and no one to fight over it with.
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[Because she wasn't going to get excited over something as rare as bread if it meant having to go through anything similar to the Games... Possibly involving those creatures she'd seen on the screen.]
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They don't have the Games here. They've never heard of Panem. People work, they get paid, and they buy their food.