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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.

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. What are you going to do?

2. Failed Upgrade. One of your upgrades is more wrong than right. How will you cope? What exactly is different? Who will help?

3. Mission outside the dome. You've come under fire. The strange things are coming towards you. Luckily, you have your suit, your teammates, and a lot of firepower. Or are you stranded on your own, looking for someone to come to the rescue? Perhaps you're the rescuer.

4.Infected Something bit you. Now you're turning into them, and all you can hear is a high-pitched squealing in your head, like a frequency you just can't quite hear. Do you tell your loved ones, or do you wait? Do you trust your doctor?

5. Military training Everyone's got to start somewhere. You're training the green folks, maybe you're one of the newcomers yourself. Maybe you haven't even touched a gun before in your life. Either way, you'd better start now.

6. Chance encounter makin' my way downtown walking fast, faces pass--you get the point. You bump into someone! Shopping, or strolling in a park? Maybe just lunch in a cafe?

7. Glory to the Network! Network post. Text with general queries, say what you have to say to the entirety of the whole city.

7. Wildcard: Whatever you want. Mix and match, switch and swatch, make something else up entirely!

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[ That's not the reaction she'd been expecting, and for a moment she falters slightly, eyes narrowed as she stares at him. She's been doing a whole lot of nothing since she arrived, something he should know. The fact he's not doing his whole stoner talk is also a red flag. ]

Survived what? The never ending boredom? Spend a few years in Hell, this place is like a vacation. [ There's a pause and she rolls her eyes. ] If vacations weren't fun.

[ Look, she's even thrown off her snark game. That just won't do. Her gaze roams over him, taking in the differences - lack of glazed look in his eyes, the stiff way he holds himself, that trench coat that's clearly seen better days.

Something's not ringing just right. ]

You get some of that angel juice back or something?

[ This is wrong. The words in which she addresses him make little sense, a curious thing in combination with the look she gives him. Castiel isn't entirely sure which part to address first, eyes on her face as if the very action could illicit a better understanding of what it is that's happening. ]

You don't remember. [ Or, if the thought had occurred to him, she's never experienced it. Yet, it doesn't, and his mouth scrunches. ] There were... unexpected complications. The Leviathan had to be stopped, and we had little choice in the matter.

[ Except the side effects had been impossible to judge, and he'd spent an uncalculated amount of time in Purgatory because of it. Castiel pulls his gaze from her to look at his hands, flexing his fingers and turning them over so that his palms are exposed. ]

Something, yes. [ It's quiet as he stares at them. ] It's interfering with my grace. I can't access it.

[ She wrinkles her nose at 'Leviathan'. Never run across those before, and he's talking like she should have.

This is feeling a little too off for Meg's liking, and she crosses her arms, looking at him through narrowed eyes.

Obviously not the stoner she met when she arrived. ]

I'm thinking we've got ourselves a little bit of The Parent Trap going on here. [ Her eyebrow raises just a hair as she starts, putting aside the question of what the hell a Leviathan is for later. ] See, ran into you when I first landed in this place. There was some body switching going on, and you were trapped inside a teenage girl. Ring any bells?

[ She's gonna bet that's a big fat 'no'. ]

[ It is a no, though the confusion is palatable in the tightening of his lips and the oh so slight cant of his head. He doesn't have time for her references or this mess of misunderstanding. The longer he waits here, the easier it will be to find him. He cannot compromise that for this conversation--even if he is almost glad to recognize someone.

Briefly, though, the memory of Claire Novak wells up. It's immediately stamped down as quickly as it arises. ]

I wasn't trapped inside anyone. Are you certain it was me?

[ Not of that particular description anyhow. If Jimmy's daughter is running around, it will certainly make things... awkward. ]

Sure as sure can be, Clarence. The princess that was trapped in your body even started you on a detox.

[ Making things clear? Nah, really she prefers muddling them. And when she says the part about his body, there's something in her voice. A slight emphasis, a reminder that neither of them actually own these bodies they are occupying. Naturally, not something he needs to be reminded of. ]

Looks like you take a turn for the Hunter Thompson sometime in the future. According to you, which I guess is a good authority to go on.

[ She's more than happy to point him to his very crabby, detoxing clone if he doesn't believe her. ]

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