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❪ test drive: #1 ❫
YOUR STORY BEGINS ![]() The Storm came. You only remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that. All you know, perhaps, is that it was cold as you slept. You don't know for how long you slept, but the dreams were short, at least. You remember the expanse of stars and the universe that came in view. Every world and solar system ever known was displayed in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You have also witnessed The Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. It was a dark, thick smog; ominous in appearance and ever foreboding. Your Earth and similar planets were immersed in The Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of it. That was when she told you what happened, and how you can help. You knew that you'll be living somewhere new, even though you never asked for it. The details here weren't clear, but you knew you'd made a deal with Darma. Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station — Your body is still cold. It was all a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't — now, will you keep that promise you made to Darma? PROMPT: THE MESS HALL ![]() It's fascinating to the Orbiters how such a dull room can be turned around so completely with people in it. All meals are served by Roman, and while all the food is delicious, some of it is a bit odd. Is that neon green soup? That’s hideous. If you happen to be in the mess hall at a particularly unlucky time, you and the food will suddenly begin to drift. Someone’s got jokes, and they’ve turned off the gravity control. Now it’s just you, your fellow refugees, and the floating sea of food. Wait, did that person just chuck a pie in your direction? PROMPT: TRAINING MODULES ![]() While it’s all nice and well to familiarize oneself with Thesa Station, it is most advised that new arrivals venture out a bit. Not physically. No one is quite prepared for that yet. However, there will be several virtual reality training programs set for those who dare to be adventurous. For those who aren’t and don’t dare, well— good luck, all the same. Be advised, however, that participating in one of the training modules will start you off favorably with the Natha Orbiters’ in terms of REPUTATION. Once seated and appropriately strapped in, the system will automatically whir to life and the dense foliage and forestry of a section of El Nysa will open up. According to one’s map registry, it clear to see that it’s miles from the outer gates of Olympia, but not as far enough to venture into any other territories. So, in that sense, you’re safe.
PROMPT: STASIS UNIT ![]() You have found the massive section of Thesa known as the Stasis Unit. There’s no special access required to access this part of Thesa Station, but refugees are warned that it may not be for the faint of heart. Here, in large pods that nearly cover every square inch of the space, are all of the people the Orbiters have managed to rescue. Your loved ones, your greatest enemy, your next door neighbor— you might find them here. These people are in a state of deep cryosleep. Due to the damaging effects of The Storm, their bodies are not yet ready to be awoken. PROMPT: HANGAR STATION ![]() You find your way to the hangar station. Here rests are a factory worth of docked mobile suits. You recall how the Orbiters had previously spoken of a "space frontier," but only after seeing this you realize how real their words are. Most machinery have marks of wear and tear, assurance that they have indeed been used before, and an assembly of others are going through repairs and maintenance. No one seems to care that you've just strolled in. In fact, there seems to be a couple of the aircraft that beckon you to take a closer look. Maybe you’ll only look on the outside, maybe you'll be greeted by the hand of a mobile suit extending toward you and welcoming you to its cockpit. You go out and explore SPACE!!! Unfortunately, that mobile suit should have warned you it only had 20 minutes of flight time left in its system. Or, perhaps, you’re a particularly ambitious pilot and you’ve strayed past the designated perimeter. Either way, the HUD display is now blinking with errors, cropping up with a single message: DISTRESS SIGNAL. PROMPT: OMAGE
Upon receiving your mobile phone, you will be asked to set a username. Voila, you can now access the network! You can choose to send a message to the entire network, specific usernames, or you can try out the Orbiters’ service, Omage, which connects you to a random user. They thought this might be a good way for their new guests to make friends with each other...
Connecting to server... PROMPT: WILDCARD
You are welcome to write any scenarios in Thesa Station! Characters have been granted temporary access to the Observation Room, and are encouraged to study it carefully.
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Gintoki Sakata | Gintama
omage.
hello we meet again; id: lthawkeye
SOFTLY GASPS, i missed you....
let me guess
you're one of those people who don't know or understand "gear second" either..
[ uncultured swine. ]
gently welcomes you back into my arms
You'd be correct.
[ so is he going to explain or..... ]
be gentle i haven't played gin in so long...
[ ok now he's really fucking with her because he knows not everyone can appreciate tasteful manga. ]
pls, you're always perfect
[ since presumably all his words are nonsense ]
weeps.... so are you
However, he being a military person (former military person, correction), he's slightly amused at her firm answer. ]
a person's occupation shouldn't exclude them for liking certain stuff you know
you sound like an old fart
[ he says this, but he has trouble out right admitting to her they're from anime & manga. ]
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omage
It's a rudimentary technique at best. Anyone can do it.
i'm crying
anyone can do it with the right licensing persuasion don't try to make yourself sound too great
if you can do it that must mean
you've talked with the right people
[ why does he assume that instead of something like maybe he's talking to another JUMP character? ]
what he wanted: goku what he got: this asshole
You see, for somebody like me, learning techniques like that is child's play. I only have to see it done once to mimic it...perfectly. No talking required.
he'll deal with it ok
you sure about that
copying people's techniques makes it easier for your enemy to know your weaknesses or how to evade them
it also sounds exhausting
like maybe you have to use every cell you have in your body to do that.
[ did he already figure it out that early? We just don't know. ]
but what if I meant cell wanted goku and got gin instead...
Something like that.
But let's just say I don't tire easily, either. What constitutes tiresome for you doesn't even register to someone like me. It comes with Perfection.
rip the goku who apps into this game
i guess if you wanted to learn a technique that somebody didn't show you in person
you could always look it up on your cellphone
that makes you pretty dangerous then huh
[ do you see what he's doing here because he knows exactly what he's doing here.. ]
slightly modified mess hall prompt
Chuuya takes another spoon of that delectable cream, popping the strawberry into his mouth. He stops only to stare at the frantic man swimming through the air in his direction. ]
What are you getting so worked up about?
MAN i'm so sorry for being slow, i haven't played gin in so long..
It's taking him awhile to get closer to Chuuya because he doesn't have anything to push off of to help him get there quicker, but man, he's definitely worked up. It's kind of hysterical. ]
Hey, hey, hey! What kind of sadist are you, aaaah? Eating something like that right in front of me, oi!
you're fine!
What? You want some? [ Chuuya pauses, as if taking time to think, as if he's considering actually sharing his parfait. Then, he ... puts another spoonful into his mouth. ]
... Get your own.
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Secondly, that's his dessert. Gintoki's eyes study the movement of the bite of parfait and how it travels right into Chuuya's mouth. That's what causes the next outburst: ]
There's enough sadists already! We don't have a slot for your kind of character-- we'd have to change the name to Saint Sadists! [ ???? ] What you've got in your hand right now-- that is mine!
[ Great. He's getting possessive of his position in his series-- kind of like how a certain long haired friend of his gets and that's just embarrassing. Then again, a lot of Gintoki is embarrassing-- like his hissy fit right now as he just.. kind of drifts along aimlessly. Chuuya is gonna have fun with this, right? ]
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But this isn't your parfait. Go float around somewhere else. [ When Gintoki manages to float just close enough to maybe touch him, Chuuya simply gives him a light push, letting him float away. He then eats the chocolate biscuit that came with the parfait. ]
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He nearly chokes on himself when Chuuya eats the chocolate part. It's like this guy knew that was one of his favorite parts! Honestly. He was doing just fine drifting along there with his arms crossed before he did that. ]
--What the hell is up with you, aah!? How are you walking like that?
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Like hell I'm gonna tell you. [ That probably didn't come as a surprise at all, tbh. When it looks like Gintoki is floating a little too closely again, Chuuya sticks out his leggy and gives him a little push, kicking lightly at his chest. It won't hurt, but he'll be sent floating away again. ]
If you're trying to steal my food, at least make an effort. [ And that chocolate biscuit? It's gone now. ]
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Mess hall.
Hm? [He arches his brow some when the dessert flies right over his head.] That looks good...!
[Without any hesitation on his part, the big guy yanks the treat down with his black gloved hand and grabs the spoon. The weak gravity in the mess hall is a tad awkward at best but Loz doesn't mind it too much. If anything, it's kind of nice to just float about aimlessly like this.
Too bad he doesn't notice the red-eyed samurai freak barreling towards him yet. This is going to be a mess.]
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But that's just how Gintoki sees it.
He feels his blood pressure rise the hand lifts up to yank the treat down to his level. Gintoki even uses the nearest wall, pole, anything to propel himself closer to this guy. Reeling his fist back, he lets out a cry: ]
PARFAIT PUNCH!!
[ yeah, he's willing to sock a stranger for taking his dessert. ]
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WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!
[The man roars as he uses the wall to propel himself forward with absurd speed. Without any hint of hesitation on his part, Loz thrusts the Dualhound right towards the bastard's face. That silver gauntlet he wears on his left isn't just some fancy piece of armament. It's a deadly weapon that uses about a 250 milliamps worth of electrical current to stun his opponents.
If this son of a bitch want to fight, then they're gonna fight! Loz likes to raise hell and he's going to knock this guy's block off just to get the parfait back within his grasp.
This is the beginning of a new war.]
god i'm so sorry i took forever to get back to you--