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✖ MOD JOURNAL ([personal profile] contagio) wrote2015-01-06 01:57 pm
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( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 7

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.
pickingup: (wind blows through)

Natasha Romanoff | MCU

[personal profile] pickingup 2015-05-06 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
When Natasha wakes up, she looks over what she's been left with. It's all suspicious. She leaves the glasses, but takes her clothes and slips out of the building as quietly as she can. From what she's gathered, it's not HYDRA, but that doesn't mean it's any better.

Once she's outside, she looks at what people are wearing and does her best to fit in.

She slips through crowds like she knows where she's going, like she has any idea what this place is, but the more she walks, the more strange this place seems and she finds herself keeping an eye out for anything familiar.

As she walks, she comes across stores selling clothes and food and she spends a good amount of time perusing and listening to the conversations around her. After a while, she finds the casino and its bar and continues her watching there, carefully casual.
complicatedliar: (the eyebrow is raised)

Sorry to be so late

[personal profile] complicatedliar 2015-05-09 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
And there, as luck would have it, is Loki, cutting through the crowd like a well-dressed shark. This is where he "works" after all, for a certain value of working. Fleecing the sheep, so to speak. His gaze fixes on Natasha as he passes by, one eyebrow curving up in curious invitation.
pickingup: (feels like a zillion years)

<33

[personal profile] pickingup 2015-05-09 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Natasha raises her eyebrow right back at him, pushing away from the bar to approach him. She'd like to say she's surprised, but she finds that she's not actually all that shocked to see him.

"Is all of this your doing?"
complicatedliar: (my boy builds coffins)

<33

[personal profile] complicatedliar 2015-05-09 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a pause as he simply looks at her, forcibly shifting his perspective. Well, this isn't Natalia, not the one he got to know here. And considering the attitude... He sighs. "Wrong Loki, Agent Romanoff." Time to mentally retreat to a more defensible point. "Though I'll take it as a compliment, really."
pickingup: (Light beams through)

[personal profile] pickingup 2015-05-09 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"How many Lokis are there?" She's calm and collected, but not without caution. It's difficult to forget what he's done and his subtle manipulations. She remembers their exchange on the helicarrier vividly. He'd tried to tear her apart with words, even if he hadn't really succeeded.
complicatedliar: (the eyebrow is raised)

[personal profile] complicatedliar 2015-05-11 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mathematically? A potentially infinite number presuming an infinitely branching multiverse. Though a relatively small infinity, compared to others." He shrugs one shoulder. "Here? Currently only me. The others haven't stuck. Thankfully. Tiresome little shits."

He doesn't use foul language often, and doesn't like it since it normally means a lack of creative vocabulary. But maybe the colloquial term will get her thinking. He's been around humans enough now that he can ape their mannerisms with ease.