( 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.

Comments

[silvertonguedtrickster]

Loki furrowed his brow as the woman approached. No one had been paying him much attention, and he hadn't expected them to. Aside from refreshing his drink, anyway. He was definitely not prepared for what the woman said to him. How did she know who he was?

"Pardon? I don't believe we've met."

He gave her a brief once over in more of an analytical way than lascivious.

[tearmeanewone]

Damn.

Damn.

Elizabeth looked crestfallen and slightly inconvenienced at the news, but not wholly shocked. And why should she be? This was the fourth Loki she'd met in the few months she'd been in Proles.

"Sorry-- I know the you from another timeline. Easy mistake, trust me. Can I still sit?"

[silvertonguedtrickster]

Loki gestured to the chair across from him, curious. More than one of him? He wasn't sure if that was an exciting or disastrous idea.

"Elaborate."

If he was going to be social he wanted to get the most out of it.

[tearmeanewone]

Thank God-- Elizabeth sits down across from him, clearly relieved to not have to go back to her cop-buddies butting heads over things they had no control over. Really, she'd been very clearly warned that Loki, in any iteration, was dangerous and so she did apologize silently to the Loki she actually knows-- wherever he might be-- as she took the offered seat. They'd only established a method of differentiating him from other iterations should one of them attempt to impersonate him, and so far this particular one was clearly not attempting that.

...or she was being conned in a serious way.

But being asked to elaborate was much like being asked to rattle off usual sandwich order, so she didn't hesitate at all at the request. "Our lives are made up of constants and variables, whether we're aware of it or not. Some choices will always go one way, some branch off. When these choices are made, timelines split off from the instant of that choice. It can affect just one individual, or entire nations could be built off of that choice. But this also creates, in effect, versions of an individual. I knew two people who passed themselves off as twins, but they were the same person-- but one was male and one was female, the man from a different timeline. He and his 'sister' developed a method of creating holes between timelines, allowing people to pass through from one timeline into another.

"I'm fairly certain similar technology is being utilized by Bifrons to bring the Immune here. You're the fourth being to call himself 'Loki' that I've met since I arrived about four months ago. Two of them looked almost exactly like you, one of them appeared younger but I could definitely see the resemblance. It happened with Thor too, but not quite to the same level. Bifrons must really think you have the answer to the cure, they keep bringing versions of you here and sending them back."