( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 003.

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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.

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

Comments

[goddamngrenades]

I buy drinks. Come on, you got twenty left. Quit playing with him.

[THere's some muttering about how she can't be that fast, how York has to be nuts if he thinks she can take down one of the miltia's trainees so quickly but he just shrugs, crosses his arms, and leans against the wall to watch the woman work. There's always been a misplaced sense of pride in him whenever she doe ridiculously well. Not like he's ever had a hand in it outside of sparring. Maybe because they joined together. Maybe because he just feels better knowing the person that has his back can take on damn near anything.

DOesn't matter much. He's just staying. Smiling. Waiting out the next ten seconds it'll take Carolina to bust the man down to his base components and hand them to him on a platter.]

[pastdoesntdefine]

[ The locals don't know any better, but they may yet learn. York's call out to her gets no reaction, not when she has an opponent in front of her. That drinks are on the line is something of a bonus, especially when the challenge here is..lacking, but she doesn't appear to be in a hurry.

At least the overmuscled moron sparring with her now has realised that trash talking Carolina isn't working. He certainly seems to have taken York's words for insult, too: he drives himself forward across the mat and lashes out at her.

He's overreaching, and in that moment, she has him cold.

Carolina ducks, a flash of red as she easily drops beneath the flight of his fists, slides out of his path. And then she's leaping up, spinning sharply into a roundhouse kick that connects with full force against the man's neck. Down he goes. And he doesn't get up.

But at least he's still breathing? ]