( MEMES ) TEST DRIVE >> 004.

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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. 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. Environmental Glitching. Last time you looked outside, it was a fairly standard winter day: a few low clouds, not much sunshine, maybe a little snow on the ground. Nothing to write home about, other than the fact that it was all created by advanced technology. Now? Blizzard conditions in an artificial winter, under an artificial sky. People are trapped, frozen in, and the Militia is engaging in rescue operations in multiple Districts. Are you going to help your fellow man? Provide shelter or assist with digging people out of the snow? Or are you going to do something else? It's up to you. 

3. A Serial Killer on the Loose. Several months ago, the Sanctum was terrorized by a serial killer known as XXX. Immune and Survivor alike fell victim. XXX was eventually caught and brought to justice...only the news stations are reporting that XXX has escaped, and Immune have gone missing overnight. Do you keep a low profile, or find safety in numbers? Do you try to seek out the serial killer, or do some digging of a different sort?

4. 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?

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. Network Glitches. Strange messages are coming through the network, embedded in posts from other users. Beyond anonymous and completely untraceable, these posters claim that Bifrons has changed more about you than you know. It's suggested that you look into past dealings with Kilo to gain better understanding of what you're up against. Do you investigate?

7. Wildcard. Choose your own adventure or create a cocktail from the presented options! The choice is YOURS.

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[wibblywobblytimeywimey]

[Hold on, bloodied and ragged armed woman trudging angrily through the snow? Not something the Doctor can resist. (Well, he can't resist someone in trouble, and she certainly is. The other attributes only serve to be both concerning and curious.)

He's not the most cautious in his approach, giant coat big on his gangly form and goggles obscuring part of his face, a hand on his head to keep the hood from flopping off as he bounds through the snow.]

Ahoy there! [Wait, that would be more appropriate if they were on the sea. Oh well, he's said it. Roll with it.] Excuse me, sorry, you look like you're in a spot of bother. A couple of spots. [Is that blood hers or someone else's?]

Come on then, let's get you inside before you turn into a popsicle. Would you like my coat? There's practically room enough for two in here.

re-reading my tag and realising parts of it are vaguely incoherent

[crofts]

( As much as she knows she hasn't seen any Solarii and no one that has spotted her has called out for reinforcements or tried to kill her, she can't help tensing just a little as he starts to approach. The difficulty seeing his face and the huge goggles are just a little disconcerting, after everything that's happened and all the people with masks of various kinds trying to attack her. What he says, however, the sort of-- fantastic degree of understatement wins a surprised smile and a huff of laughter that's almost entirely lost to the force of the wind.
(She thinks, for a moment, that Roth would have barked out a laugh as well, and if the cold wasn't enough to wipe her smile away then that certainly is. )

I suppose you could say that.

( She hesitates, but she can't help Sam or the others escape Yamatai if she dies of cold wherever she is now. She grips her forearm a little tighter, wading through the snow to get closer. ) Where are we going?

( A little more insistent, because-- ) I have some friends I need to look for.

[wibblywobblytimeywimey]

There's a store that's still trundling along with whatever power it's got. Hasn't been knocked out yet, and there are some supplies stocked up. [His goofy grin says (he hopes) that all is going to be well if she just follows along. And even though she didn't say yes to the sharing of the coat, he's going to shrug it off and toss it around her shoulders. Yes, it's cold, but he'll last a little longer than a human. He tends to run a little hot anyway.

The friends give him pause, although not enough to stop, because, again, cold. There's only so much a tweed jacket can do in a blizzard.] Let's get you warmed up first, ey? Might be they're already buzzing about the store waiting for you. Or that they're somewhere else. Did you lose them? [Hm, wait--] They lost you?