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( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 8

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. Bifrons Annual Gala. All the creme de la creme--and the Immune--are invited to the Bifrons annual gala, filled with food (real meat!) and drink (sunshine in a glass!) and expensive clothing you could want. Do you have anything to wear? Are you going to use this opportunity to schmooze, to sneak around to find some answers while everyone is distracted, or be an awkward wallflower? Or scoff at home about how everyone is so concerned with these silly events instead of cures?
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. Down with the Sickness. Something's going around. Is it a cold? The flu? Something worse? Are you immune to it, or just lucky? Are you sitting in a hospital waiting room, hoping to get seen, or just holed up in bed with the sniffles? Someone should bring you some soup and keep you company! Or complain with you.
5. Sewer Run. There's something (or somethings) lurking beneath the streets of Proles. You and other lucky people have been picked out, given a gun and a flashlight, and told good luck. What do you find down there? What finds you? Was that a cot and some discarded tablets in that alcove?
6. Outside the Dome. You're out and about without an armed escort, suited up against the atmosphere and dysthropes. Nothing could possibly go wrong...until it does. Was that a dysthrope moving...or a person?
7. WILDCARD. Choose your own adventure or create a cocktail from the presented options! The choice is YOURS.
Aradia Megido | Homestuck
It's not the first time Aradia has woken up in an unfamiliar setting, wearing unfamiliar clothes, with hazy memories as to how she's gotten there. What is interesting, however, is that she can't understand why. The chains and loops of time, which she was once able to read like a book, are closed off to her. She can neither hear the voices of the dead, nor does she know what role she'll play in this new awakening. It's disorienting, to say the least.
Aradia's attention falls on the transmission, the only other sound in the room besides her own breathing. Death and destruction? It sounds like the end times.
Perfect. She can't wait to explore. Out the door she goes, into this brave new world.
network
[Time to try out these communication-glasses. She's set up a handle and is sending messages out to the network, eager to meet new, maybe alive, friends. Messages from apocalypseArisen appear in red text, without any accompanying images or audio.]
hello!
i must say the ambiance of your planet is very nice
although everyone here seems so sad
why?
text
By which I mean we're specifically brought here to be tortured and experimented on without our consent.
At least we can find friends in the other hostages, though. I'm Orion. You're new, I take it?
Re: text
everything has a purpose though! have they told you what the purpose of these experiments are or are you all in the dark?
its very nice to meet you orion my name is aradia and yes i am new here
text
Re: text
i came from dream bubbles so i was living in memories of all my dead friends
guiding them towards a more peaceful end and tying up my own loose ends so to speak
but it sounds like you didnt take it as well