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(MEMES) TEST DRIVE >> 9
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 Aptitude Assessment. It's part physical, part exam, and part obstacle course! Just take a number, step through the door and- oh dear the whole building's locked down. Don't worry the automated systems will guide you through the nearest exit- right on the other end of the course. That's full of malfunctioning battle droids. At least there's paintball guns to help you along the way!
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. Genetic Altering. What it says on the tin. Except...it's not quite gone right, has it? Are you supposed to spit acid when you hiccup? Are your insides acid resistant? No? Oh dear. Warped experiments gone wrong, your augmentation has twisted around on you for horrific or hilarious results.
5. Memory Glitch. Yesterday there was a parade through District Two that turned into an anti-Bifrons protest. Today? Anyone you mention it to either has no idea what you're talking about or is making a good show of feigning ignorance and concern for your mental stability. Has your memory been tampered with? Or are you truly losing it?
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.
Locus | RvB
It's discomfiting, waking up in a supposedly-hostile world without his equipment. Locus has no armor, no invisibility mod, no firearms of any sort. Just these glasses with the equivalent of rudimentary HUD tech, a knife, and clothing in somber black or olive tones. Oh, and the ports along his spine.
Sitting in this unfamiliar place and waiting to feel better would be a waste of his time. He stands, stretches, dresses, and leaves.
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"So, which one do you think? The deep woods one or the kind with aloe? See, I know the first doesn't make any sense because we don't live in the woods, but I'm worried that the aloe won't be strong enough."
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...except that he doesn't. He's attempting to mingle with the locals. Clearly this means he should help her. Never mind that he's accustomed to massive insect-shaped aliens, and his preferred form of repellent is a sniper rifle.
Sighing, he takes the two canisters and investigates the labels. Aloe? In insect repellent? Why should the spray offer relief for the very bites it is supposed to prevent?
"This one," he says, handing her the deep woods variety. "The other will be insufficient."
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Aradia takes back the bottles and sniffs the deep woods one. You wouldn't want to make this into an air freshener, that's for sure. "Yes, this one is stronger. I suppose the most important part of bug spray is whether or not it works!" Aradia beams at the stranger. "You know, I don't think I've seen you around before. What's your name?"
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Is that all she wants? Can he continue his assignment yet?
No. His assignment is to meet people. "Yours?" He wants to know how long she has been here, but one question at a time.