( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 7

[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. 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.

Comments

1, apologies always for this bitch

[petitions]

South burts into the hallway from her room and glances back and forth, her eyes settling on Washington the moment she looksd in his direction, because he was literally the only other person here.

And, well, The last thing she remembered was staring down the barrel of his gun.

Wherever it was they'd ended up, she was at least thankful they'd somehow brought her back from the dead (because, really, she's still surprised she's alive), and repaired the damage Caboose had done 'helping' her. She still sports a limp as she lurches down the hall towards Wash in a mad sprint.

"You." She'd been left without firearms but that didn't stop her from pulling her fist back.

[[ooc; seriously though I can change this if it's not okay. ]]

It's okay :D

[beforeblue]

He's actually relieved when he sees South. Sure, she's not his favourite person, especially recently, but Wash at least knows her. He'll take familiarity now, even if it comes with a price tag of South being, well, South. Maybe the anger should worry him more from the outset, but it's not like it's an unusual scenario.

Except as she gets closer and he notices the limp and gets a good look at her face, he realises that this is not South's common or garden anger towards the universe for making her have to breathe the same air as Carolina, this is directed specifically at him.

Shit.

He ducks sideways when she raises her fist, because that was not at all subtle but it's probably the only easy didge that he'll get. "What the fuck South?"

[petitions]

He dodges and that pitches her off-balance, and she grabs onto whatever part of him she can reach to keep from crashing into the ground.

"What the fuck yourself, asshole!" She looks back up at him as she tries to get her bearings, her fist still ready, her face contorted in an ugly rage. It registers dimly that he's a bit mire fresh-faced and naive than the Washington who'd shot her point blank, but it's a fact she's more than willing to ignore for now in preference of blind hatred.

[beforeblue]

She catches hold of his shoulder, her fingers digging in enough that he wishes he was wearing his armour. She nearly topples him, but he catches himself, and she's still clinging and looking at him with the kind of venom that's usually reserved for the leaderboard.

"Seriously bitch? What the fuck are you doing?"

[petitions]

"Payback." She finally grounds herself, and slings a fist at his head. This time she's close enough and has a good hold on him, hopefully she won't miss.

" That's for shooting me in the face."

[beforeblue]

It connects, staggering him back and fuck, she hits hard, even without the armour. He's been hit in the head a lot though, so it doesn't daze him as long as it could have and a minute later he's stepping back, guarding himself for another assault.

Then she opens her fucking mouth and Wash just stares.

"I think I'd remember that. Hell, I'd have taken a goddam picture!"

[team_player]

South is not following it up with a secondary attack, but she will if she has to. She stands back and straightens herself out.

"Future shit. This place likes to fuck with timelines. Just a friendly reminder to keep your goddamn self away from me."