( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 7

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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. 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. Pet Adoption. Maybe you have the perfect genetically engineered pet in mind. Maybe you found a stray little escapee--do you keep it or turn it in? There's a reward if you let Bifrons know where the potentially dangerous little bugger is at, after all.

3. Alterations. Feel like you need an edge in the city? Find yourself injured and looking at options? Why not consider genetic alterations or, better yet, upgrading to a better, healthier you? Be warned, some of the side effects can be a little unpleasant.

4. Network Glitches. Strange garbled messages keep trying to come through in audio and text, but no way to track where they're coming from. Do you try to make contact? Compare notes with others? Surely it's nothing to be concerned about, right?

5. Dome Glitches. What was that in the window? There, again, in the bathroom mirror! Is that another you, living another life? Or maybe you spot an ominous shadow lurking around in the corner, something like a dysthrope but...worse. You're not going crazy, are you? Others see it, too, don't they? Oh, I wouldn't touch that reflective surface if I were you, or you might end up thinking you're living in that strange other world.

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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[runtofthelegion]

"Mmhm," Caine nodded, hands folded again. "Was a good thing, too-- none of the Legion's Zero Flyers were outfitted to handle a winged Legionnaire. And if all of us had our wings on at once," he snorts and shrugs. "Would've been chaos during our larger deployments."

[universal_charm]

"I guess that makes sense," he said slowly, turning over that particular image in his head, swinging his legs a little over the side of the building. "So, which do you prefer - your wings or the boots?" he pointed at Caine's feet. He knew which ones he'd choose, but then he had the bias of only ever having had tiny wings and the frustration of how useless they were.

[runtofthelegion]

"Wings," Caine smiles faintly. "Easier to control. They were a part of me, and a status symbol. The day I earned them was..." he shakes his head. "I thought that was the end of a long journey. I thought nothing could take me down from that high place."

[universal_charm]

The small yellow wings on Kirk's back flapped gently, as if just listening to the other made him want to leap from the building and soar. They stretched, the pinions flaring, the captain turning his head to Caine. He leaned to the side, knocking their shoulders together in a light tap, kicking at his boots with his shoe.

"In case you haven't noticed, we're pretty high up right now," he pointed out, trying to lighten the mood, looking down where the city glowed below them, people and vehicles flowing like a relentless line of marching ants.